Vindicate
A cigarette between her lips, sexy Kate with short dark hair that went no longer than her shirt collar just sat there and stared out the window, her mind thinking about nothing important when suddenly the front door opened in stepped her husband, Carl.
" I don't smell diner...all I smell is your fucken cigarette..., you bitch, I thought you said you'd quit?"
" Oh...yea, I forgot about supper...I forgot about the time...I only smoke when you're not around."
" You still smell up the place...and I'm hungry...now get off your ass and make dinner, let's go."
Afraid of her husband,. the twenty five year old woman, dressed in a flannel shirt, jeans, and a pair of black western boots, ventured into the kitchen and prepared supper while her husband entered the bathroom and got himself ready for the evening. After Carl was finished, he came out to the kitchen, looked at the stuff she made, and yelled, " YOU DAMN WHORE...THAT'S NOT WHAT I LIKE, YOU KNOW THAT...I HATE THAT FUCKEN SHIT!"
" But that's all I got left till tomorrow when I'll go shopping."
" You damn bitch...it's no wonder you can't find a fucken job...you're stupid...real fucken stupid!"
With these words, Carl grabbed his wife by the arm, swung her around, and then smacked her across the face as hard as he could, causing the lady to fall back, hitting the wall until she slowly sank down to the floor!
"PLEASE....PLEASE...!", cried Kate, "....STOP THIS...I'LL GET WHAT YOU WANT TOMORROW!"
The guy walked over to the lady and started kicking away at her, three times, even striking her once in the stomach! Finally, her husband marched toward the door and yelled, " I'm going to Burger King or some place like that...at least I know what to expect!"
After the door was slammed shut, a huge silence engulfed the room, the sound of nothing mocking her, telling the lady what a loser she was. In "retaliation", the woman fired up a fresh cigarette, looked toward the livingroom door, and yelled, " FUCK YOU...YOU BASTARD...WHY DON'T YOU DIE SO I CAN COLLECT ON THE LIFE INSURANCE...FUCK YOU!"
For the next few minutes, Kate cussed to herself until reality took hold again and she got back to her feet, finished making herself some supper, and then parked her ass to one of the kitchen chairs, stuffing her pretty face. An hour and a half later, Carl returned but didn't say to much, just went through a basic routine until both individuals finally went to bed. However, as she quietly laid next to her husband, trying to forget about him, the man rolled over and grabbed her ass, saying, " You look pretty good today."
Still trying to ignore and forget about him, she simply rolled over after which her husband began pulling away at her pajamas, crawling on top of her as well, his dick sticking out from the fly area of his own pajama pants.
" I don't want to...c'mon, leave me alone.", said Kate as she tried to push him away.
" Despite your fucken cigarettes, you actually smell good...really!"
" Just leave me alone...please!"
A small struggle started until Carl got angry and pushed his hand into her face again, striking her mouth, saying, " Go to hell...you bitch!", when he then simply rolled over and went to sleep.
The next morning, Carl got up, got dressed, made himself some breakfast, and left for work, his wife still in the bed, still asleep till eight o'clock when she finally dragged her ass from the mattress and strolled into the bathroom, took a piss, showered off, then got dressed and went into the kitchen where she made coffee, fired up a cigarette, and then ate some breakfast. It wasn't until ten that same day that she did a little house work and afterward ate lunch. After lunch, Kate left the home and strolled down the street to a nearby supermarket and bought a few things. At home again, the lady put the stuff away, fired up a fresh cigarette, and then turned on the TV, watching the soaps for the rest of the afternoon until Carl came home. And again, like yesterday, she didn't have dinner ready yet, the woman forgetting all about the time, the TV absorbing all her attention.
" You damn whore...again the fucken table ain't set...what the hell's wrong with you?"
" Oh shit...yea...I forgot."
" Turn off that trash and make supper...now!"
" Ok...all right...I'm going."
He watched her remove some food from the refrigerator and said, " I see you got the right stuff this time."
Feeling a little irritated and angry at her husband's constant put downs, the lady worked up some nerve and replied, " If you had the right stuff..., we'd have allot more money and a bigger house."
" What did you say..., bitch?"
" You heard."
Pisssed off at his wife's defiance, the guy went over to the brunette and smacked her across the face, again throwing her against the wall, saying, " You cheap bitch..., I work...all you do is sit around, watch TV, and smoke cigarettes..., you stupid lazy whore...you're good for nothing!"
Realizing her mistake, Kate simply said, " Ok...ok, I'm sorry...let me finish dinner."
For whatever reason, it worked, the guy backed off and went into the bathroom, leaving her alone. A short while later, he came back and both of them ate, doing nothing else for the rest of the evening until it was bedtime and Carl asked, " Did you get the sandwiches ready for tomorrow?"
" Sandwiches?", replied Kate, a look of confusion on her face.
" Yea, you know...tomorrow's Saturday and Jeff's coming over...we're going fishing tomorrow...I told you this three days ago..., remember?"
" Ah..., um...oh yea, yea."
A frustrated expression on her face, Kate nevertheless left the bedroom and returned to the kitchen wearing now only her night clothes and got the stuff ready for both Carl and his buddy at work, both men spending one or two weekends a month going out to this nearby lake to see if they can catch anything. She made four sandwiches, two for Carl, and two for the other guy. When she returned to the bedroom, Carl said, " Ok good..., Jeff'll be here tomorrow at seven, we're using his car...so he'll stop by and pick me up."
" Whatever."
" And I'm sure you'll still be in bed when we leave...you lazy cunt...I'll be gone till ten in the evening...so that means you can smoke yourself blue in the face...how many packs are you gonna go through anyway...? One, two, three...?"
" All right..., whatever...good night."
" Yea...ok."
It didn't take long and they were soon fast asleep.
At six thirty the next morning, Carl got out of bed, used the bathroom, got dressed, ate breakfast, and then removed the food she prepared last night from the refrigerator, waiting for his friend to arrive. Sure enough, at five till seven, Carl heard the sound of an SUV pull into the drive. A second later, Jeff stood before the one story home's side door as Carl opened it and let the guy in.
" Ok...you all set?", said Jeff, "...I got all my stuff in the car...where's your fishing stuff?"
" In the basement..., I'll go down and get it."
" Ok."
Less than five minutes later, Carl returned with a fishing pole and a tackle box, saying, " Ok..., wait here...I'll put this in your car, then we'll have some coffee...after that...we're off."
" No problem."
Carl left the house and quickly came back empty handed when he went over to the kitchen counter and made coffee, finally pouring a cup for himself and his friend after which both guys sat down and drank the black brew.
" Kate made us something to eat.", mentioned Carl, looking down at the stuff on the table.
" Ok, good...that was nice...tell her I said thanks."
" Tell me thanks...I had to remind her to make it all..., the lazy bitch."
Not wishing to be involved in his friend's marital quarrels, Jeff simply answered with, " Whatever...thanks."
Finally, it was time to go as both men got up and were about to grab the two lunch bags when Jeff asked, " Think it'll rain?"
" No...I thought the weather report said it'll be clear today."
" Someone at work said it'll rain."
" I hope not..., here, let's check the weather channel..., here...in the livingroom."
Both guys walked into the livingroom when Carl picked up the TV's remote, aimed it at the picture tube, and pressed the power button.
" What the hell is that?", asked Jeff, seeing all kinds of strange colors and patterns on the screen.
" I don't know...never did that before."
Carl tried to flip through the channels with no effect until suddenly a bright yellow light came from the TV, engulfing both men!
" What's going on...that flash is brighter than anything I ever saw...and now I feel a little funny!", remarked Jeff.
" I don't know...I feel something too."
A second later, the TV wet dead and the light disappeared, only a small puff of smoke emerged from the back of the thing, so small it was hardly noticeable.
" Looks like your TV just burned out."
" Damn..., well whatever..., I'll deal with it later when I get back..., let's go...it ain't gonna rain...don't' listen to all those jerks at work...they don't know what they talking about."
" Yea...,. you're right...let's go."
Carl put the remote back down on top of the livingroom table and both started toward the kitchen when Jeff suddenly said, " I don't fee right again...that feeling's coming back again."
" Yea...I feel it too...like some small current in my body."
" I don't get it...everything looks strange now...like it's changing...what's going on?"
" I don't know...it's like...like..."
" No...this can't be...I'm confused...how..., no!"
Five seconds later, the strange feeling stopped as both men men stood on the kitchen floor, looking around.
" THIS IS IMPOSSIBLE...WHAT HAPPENED?", yelled Jeff.
" I don't know but it looks like...like we..., like we shrank or something."
" We have to be only an inch tall...not more than an inch..., I mean..., look at those chairs and that table...they seem huge...what are we gonna do?"
" Something must've gone wrong with the TV...one of those billion or trillion to one chance things..., I don't know how it happened...probably with the electronic stuff...I guess."
"That's clear...ofcourse it was the TV..., but how are we gonna get out of this, what are we gonna do?"
Thinking for a moment, Carl finally said, " Well..., I guess we gotta get help...wake up my wife or just get her attention after she wakes."
" Ok...sounds good to me."
Both tiny one inch high men turned their little heads and looked back toward the rear of the one story house, back toward the bedroom where the good looking woman was still in bed sleeping.
" All right...", said Carl, "...let's go."
Together, they started their journey, walking across the smooth kitchen floor until they arrived at the metal strip separating the linolium from the carpet after which they started down the hall that lead to the bedroom, passing the bathroom on their way.
" Everything seems so huge...so big!", remarked Jeff, looking up and around, intimidated by his surroundings.
" I know...I just hope we get saved...I'm scared too...this could get us killed."
" What if your wife steps on us...what if she doesn't see us?"
" We just have to be careful...that's all."
" Ok."
On and on they went, walking along like two little bugs, insignificant beings good for nothing, at the mercy of the whole world around them. At last, after ten whole minutes, the two tiny men made it all the way back to the rear of the structure, turning around a corner which lead directly to the bedroom.
" THERE SHE IS!, exclaimed Jeff, " Like we said...she's laying on the bed!"
Indeed, the sexy brunette was just laying there, atop the mattress, on her stomach, dressed in only her pajama shirt and pants.
" Lazy fucken bitch...", remarked Carl, "...that's all she's good for, the stupid cunt, laying around and doing nothing...she'll probably sleep till ten...that wouldn't surprise me."
" You mean we're gonna have to stand here and wait three more hours till she gets up?"
" I don't know for sure...but I know she ain't gonna get up on her own for a least the next hour."
" What could we do in the meantime?"
As both men approached the side of the bed and looked up, seeing only part of her now, Carl replied, " I really don't know what else we can do..., I mean..., there's no way to get up on the bed and touch her...I think we'll just have to wait...try to get her attention when she gets up."
Suddenly, Jeff started jumping up and down, screaming, " KATE...KATE, DOWN HERE...HELP!!"
" That ain't gonna work...we're too small, our voices are too tiny...she won't hear us."
Again, Jeff tried to wake the lady with, " KATE...HELP, HELP...WE'RE DOWN HERE!!"
And again, there was no response from the dark-haired lady, only the light sound of her breathing as her frame went up and down gently with the movement of her lungs.
Frustrated with his efforts, Jeff stopped yelling after which both men walked over toward the nightstand and sat down on the carpet, leaning their backs against the base of the piece of furniture, doing nothing but waiting and waiting.
" You know something?"
" What?', answered Carl.
" If we get back to normal, we'll be famous...maybe even rich."
" Your probably right...but first we gotta get her attention."
" She'll know something is wrong when she sees my car still in the drive...that's probably when she'll call my place...ask Jane if we're there?"
" In the end, your wife'll be just as confused about our whereabouts as mine."
" Hopefully that'll make 'em search for us."
" But not down on the floor...I don't think they'll report us shrunk...that's the last thing they'll think about."
" Then we need a plan to get her attention...how will we do that after she wakes up, she can't hear us...so how can we get her to notice us without getting close to her feet and stepped on?"
They sat there and did some thinking until Carl suggested, " What about the kitchen table?"
" What about it?"
" We can get up on the thing and have her see us that way...then we won't get stepped on."
"Ok...but how do we get up on top of the thing."
" We should be able to do it...one side of the table is against the kitchen wall and there's a lamp on the table...a power cord goes down to the floor and then enters a wall socket...and I know that the cord touches the floor before it leads back up to the socket."
" Ok...then let's do it now, that's better than sitting around here...we should've stayed in the kitchen."
" I know...but well...that's how it goes...ok who cares...let's go back and get on that table."
Eager to get help for themselves, Carl and Jeff got back on their tiny feet and strolled toward the bedroom door, eventually reaching the room's entrance, turning the corner, and finally strolling down the same hall from which they came. Suddenly however, as they walked, they heard the sound of a car outside, the thing speeding down the street when to their surprise its exhaust backfired, sending a loud noise throughout the whole area.
" That was loud...scared the hell outta me!, said Jeff.
" Yea...it'll probably wake up the whole neighborhood."
Jeff came to a quick halt, stared a Carl with wide open eyes, and said, " Wake up the whole neighborhood?"
They continued to look at one another for five more seconds when both guys turned their heads and stared back at the bedroom entrance.
" HOLY SHIT...!, cried Jeff, "...IT'S HER...SHE LOOKS LIKE A GIANT...AND SHE'S COMING RIGHT AT US!"
Kate emerged from around the corner and then started down the hall, her bare feet scaring the little men the closer she got!
" TO THE SIDE...TOWARD THE WALL...QUICK!!", yelled Carl.
Like two frightened bugs, Jeff and Carl ran and ran, their tiny hearts beating like crazy as the lady's feet got closer and closer! Seconds later, her left foot came down right next to them, just missing them as they continued to move, saving their lives by only a matter of seconds!
" THAT WAS CLOSE...WAY TOO CLOSE!, yelled Jeff.
" I know...we really have to be careful..., we should stay close to the wall when we walk around here...otherwise she'll step on us sooner or later."
" Ok.", said Jeff, "...but at least she's awake now."
" Yea...but let's stick with the plan...it's the best way."
" I agree."
Looking forward, the two men watched as Kate turned and entered the bathroom, not closing the door behind her, obviously thinking she was alone in the house. Turning around before the toilet, Kate lowered her pajama pants and parked her nice smooth ass to the seat. Two seconds later, she pissed, peeing straight down into the water below.
Passing the bathroom's entrance, Carl yelled up in vain, " YOU FUCKEN BITCH...WHY DON'T YOU CLOSE THE DOOR...SOMEONE ELSE IS HERE WITH ME!"
She obviously didn't respond, she just continued peeing away until she was done when the young lady raised her ass from the seat, flushed the toilet, pulled up her pajamas, washed her hands, and then left the bathroom.
Both men stayed near the wall, watching the giant looking lady's feet move on by as she went into the kitchen, up to the counter, pouring herself a cup of coffee from what was left in the brewer, and finally firing up a fresh cigarette as well. With the cup in one hand and the cigarette in the other, the brunette parked her gorgeous butt to one of the kitchen chairs and drank away at the black brew, puffing and puffing at the New Port when suddenly she took note of the two sandwithch bags on the table. At first she thought Carl left them there, thinking he changed his mind about the stuff, causing her to remark to herself, " Well fuck him...if he doesn't like what I make, he can pay for something else at that park they go to...maybe eat the fucken fish they catch...bastard...he's so fucken hard to please."
Shaking her head, Kate got off her ass and put the food back into the refrigerator as the two tiny men finally entered the kitchen area, looking up at the woman, afraid of her every move.
" She thinks we left the food.", said Jeff.
" Yea...but she still thinks we're gone..., ok...see overthere...across the floor, under the table, there's the cord...at out size we should be able to crawl up the thing and then get attention...I'm sure of that."
Quickly, Carl and Jeff darted toward the otherside of the kitchen while Kate removed milk from the refrigerator and then reached toward the cupboard, removing a bowl, the cereal box, and then taking up a spoon from one of the drawers just below the counter, making herself some breakfast when she finally parked her ass back into the chair, poured out the cereal, the milk, and then started eating, stuffing her pretty face.
Down at the lady's feet, the two guys made it over to the cord and came to a halt, Carl looking at the thing, saying, " See...it's not that hard...if we put some effort into it, I think we can crawl up this cord, our hands won't slide on the plastic...lots of friction...I think it'll work."
" OK...but you go first."
" No problem.", replied Carl as the man took a firm hold on the part directly touching the floor, forcing himself up the ever steeping incline, holding on as hard as he could.
" Hey yea..., Carl, it's working...you're making it!"
" Yea...it's a little difficult...but not too bad...I'm sure I'll make it."
Jeff just stood there and watched as his friend struggled up and up the cord. A minute and a half later, he actually made it, finally crawling up on the table's edge, looking back down at Jeff, yelling, " OK...you're turn!"
" Why don't you try to get attention first...I'll just wait down here...she can reach for me afterward."
" All right...good idea...why waist time.", answered Carl after which he turned around and headed out from under and behind the lamp, seeing the upper part of his wife, the lady sitting there, still eating her cereal.
" Well, this is it.", said Carl to himself as he crossed the table, getting closer and closer.
When he was less than a foot from her cereal bowl, the woman's whole frame suddenly froze with the spoon stuck in her mouth, her eyes aimed straight down at him, an intense expression of confusion on her face. For the next five seconds, she didn't move as Carl just stood there, her brain trying to figure out what was going on, what she was looking at, if her eyes where playing some kind of trick until Carl suddenly yelled, " Kate..., please...it's me...I shrank somehow!"
Finally, his wife slowly removed the spoon from her mouth, swallow the cereal with some effort, put the spoon down, and continued staring away, eventually saying, " Carl...is that...is that really you?"
" Yes..., like I said..., I shrank...you gotta help me...Jeff's here too...down on the floor...you really gotta help us!"
Still flustered, she asked, " But...but how the hell...I don't..."
" Something went wrong with the TV when I tried to check the weather channel, it threw some bright light at us...then we just shrank and the TV burned out."
At this point, the woman was able to pull herself together a little and get up from the seat, going down on her hands and knees afterward, searching for Jeff when she eventually saw him and said, " OK...here...come here...get on my hand."
Jeff cautiously strolled over and crawled up onto her outstretched palm, causing the woman to slowly stand up and place Jeff right next to Carl, finally placing her ass back in the chair, her eyes glued to the tiny men.
" Kate...listen to me...", said her husband, "...you gotta get some kind of help...you gotta call someone...perhaps the police first, then we'll go from there...see what happens."
" Ah..., um...ok.", replied the lady, her mind still confused but nevertheless getting herself composed again faster than she thought.
" Yea...so why don't you just get dressed and call...but don't tell 'em anything about shrinking, just make up some fake emergency to get the cops here...that's all...they'll obviously think it's some kind of joke if you tell 'em the truth."
" All right.", was her response as she got up and left the two men on the table, first strolling out into the livingroom where she checked out the TV and found it burned out like her husband said, going afterward back into the bedroom and dressing herself, slipping into a flannel shirt, her jeans, and her two black western boots.
However, as the lady strolled back toward the kitchen, she came to a halt and just stood there in the hall way, her mind working and working, thinking things over, an idea suddenly coming into her head until she finally entered the kitchen again and parked her ass into the chair, looking down at the two helpless men.
" OK...Kate...call the cops...get up and use the phone.", insisted her husband.
She didn't move, the woman only removed a cigarette from her pack laying on the table and fired up, exhaling smoke right down at the two guys, making Carl say, " What's wrong...put that fucken cigarette down and call...go pick up the phone."
Slowly, a wicked grin crossed her lips as she removed the cigarette from her mouth and moved the hot end toward the little men, causing them to obviously back off in fear, confusion on their faces.
" I don't get it...what are you doing Kate?"
" What's wrong, Carl..., you scared? Why did you two back off like that? Ha, ha!"
" What are you talking about...got pick up the phone and call..., we need your help."
" You're both small..., right?"
" Ah..., yea, so...we know that...that's why you gotta call."
" Small now means no one'll find you if I don't tell anyone..., right?"
" I don't understand, Kate...what do you mean?"
With her free hand, the woman reached for Carl and pinched the back of his shirt between her finger tips, moving him up toward her face, saying, " Look at you...you're so tiny...so helpless..., I can do with you whatever I want."
" Please..., Kate, please, put me down, please don't...help me..., help us..., you're hurting me!"
" Oh...am I hurting you...isn't that something..., I can still feel the side of my face...and you know what I'm taking about."
" OK...OK..., I'm sorry, just please...please call for help!"
Taking another puff of the cigarette, Kate blew a bunch of smoke right at him and said, " Really...give me one really good reason...for me that is..., why I should help you?"
" What are you talking about...we need help..., what else?"
" Yea...but if you disappeared and no body is found, they can't connect anything to me."
" Why would you do that...what's in it for you?"
" Don't you remember..., the life insurance..., it's what...two hundred and fifty thousand bucks...all for me."
" But please...you can't!"
" Why not...you fucken bastard...you've been beating up on me eversince we got married...now it's my turn..., my time has come..., ha, ha!"
Confusion on his face, little Jeff yelled up, " You mean Carl actually hit you all the time?"
" Of course...what did you think?"
" Well..., ah..., I didn't know..., but that's still got nothing to do with me...you gotta call help for me."
" Why?"
" Because I got nothing to do with this...I'm just his friend."
" Show me who your 'friends' are and I'll show you who you are."
" That ain't fair.", yelled Jeff.
" That's how it goes...I think I'll just get rid of you too...then report you both missing...after they don't find anything for a month or so..., I'll then be rich...oh yea!"
" No...Kate, please!", yelled Carl, " I'm sorry...I really love you!"
" Fuck you!", answered the lady as she dropped him into the breakfast bowl still full of milk and cereal.
While he helplessly splashed around in his wife's breakfast, Kate put the cigarette down and with a sadistic smile, picked up the spoon, slowly dipping it into the milk and taking up some of the cereal with it, her eyes aimed at her husband the whole time as she stuck the food in her mouth, closed it, and then smiled, still looking at him while she cleaned her upper lip with her tongue and finally said, " Mmmmmm...good..., I'm really hungry this morning." The psychological torture went on for another minute until the lady slid the spoon under Carl and took him up with it, opened her mouth, and shoved him in after which she closed her lips and began pushing him all around the inside of her oral cavity using her tongue, working up a bunch of saliva in addition to the milk already present. However, she then quickly got up and marched over to the sink and spit the contents of her mouth down into the basin, causing Carl's legs to brake as he landed a few inches from the open drain pipe!
As Jeff looked on in utter amazement and terror, Kate reached over and turned on the electric garbage disposer, a loud scary noise coming up from the pipe now.
" NO...KATE...PLEASE...!", screamed her husband.
" All I gotta do is turned on the water and you'll be swept down the drain, then after that..., well..., you know..., the blade'll cup you to a hundred pieces...no part of you will ever be found or recognized!"
" KATE...KATE...PLEASE LISTEN TO ME!"
" I've been listening to you for the last five years...and where did it get me?"
" YOU CAN'T DO THIS...PLEASE!"
" Why?"
" BECAUSE...IT'S WRONG!"
" But it's ok if you beat me up every day...that's fine..., right?"
" PLEASE...I'M SORRY!"
" You're right about one thing."
"WHAT?"
" I am lazy and stupid...that's why I'm gonna kill you and collect...so I don't have to work."
" WE'LL BE RICH IF YOU REPORT THIS!"
" I don't wanna put up with all that crap...this way is easier..., much easier!"
" NO...NO..., KATE!"
She had no mercy. A second later, the woman turned on the cold water and watched as the flow pushed him closer to the opening!"
" PLEASE...PLEASE...NO...GET ME OUT!", yelled Carl while he looked up at her evil smile.
Finally, he got sucked into the hole, the blades ending his life in a second as his remains went all the way down the pipe, lost forever.
After she turned off the water and the electric thing, Kate returned to the kitchen table, picked up the cigarette, took a puff, and then sat down again, looking at Jeff, asking, " OK...now how do I get rid of you...the same way..., maybe?"
" Kate...please...I won't tell anyone...please!"
" I don't believe you...if I get help for you..., you'll tell on me...I know you will."
" No I won't, please...don't hurt me...whatever problem you had with Carl isn't my fault...please..., let me live!"
" I'm gonna kill you...you little piece of shit!"
" No...don't..., what about my wife, if I'm not found again...she'll be hurt...we love each other!"
Yea sure..., you probably abuse here just like my fucken husband did."
" No I don't...I love my wife!"
" Well...whatever it is..., you're gonna die."
"NO...PLEASE!", cried Jeff as Kate moved her hand toward the tiny man, wishing to take him up in her grasp.
Saturated with panic, tiny little Jeff started to run, and run like mad. Despite his tiny size, he really put his feet to work, the terror giving him energy, causing the guy to run across the table top before she could get him, running all the way to the other side by the lamp, finally going behind it.
" You can't get away from me...you little bug!", remarked Kate as she reached all the way across the table, again trying to catch him.
Looking behind his shoulder, Jeff saw the curtain attached to the window against which the table was pressed. Standing between the lamp and the curtain, Jeff quickly stepped over and took hold of the thing, making a fast descent, going down between the wall and the table putting himself out of sight.
" Where'd he go?", said Kate to herself after taking hold of the lamp and moving it to the side.
A confused expression on her face, the woman squatted before the table, looking under the thing over toward the wall, finally seeing him when the little man jump the short distance from the end of the curtain to the floor.
" There you are...I'll get you...I will."
Frantically, Kate crawled under the kitchen table, her ass bumping up at the table's underside as the little man ran off, toward the back of the refrigerator where he disappeared from her line of sight again, hiding behind the huge and heavy object.
" Damn it!", exclaimed Kate, slamming her fist to the floor.
Pissed off, the woman forgot about the table and quickly raised her head, striking the table's underside with it, the pain making her more pissed than she already was. Finally, the lady emerged from under the table, stood up, and went before the refrigerator, quickly taking hold of the large object, rocking it back and forth, trying to get it to budge so she can look at the back area and see if Jeff's still there. As she struggled away, Kate looked down to the right and saw him emerge from the side, running toward the hall area which lead to the rear of the home.
" There you are...you're like a fucken mouse..., I can't catch you...you're pretty fast for a little man."
He ran and ran until the little guy made it to the hall way, still running and running, his head turning back now and then, seeing her back boots get closer and closer. In desperation, the tiny man darted to the left, into the bathroom. Not really knowing what to do, he ran behind the first thing he saw which was the toilet. Once he was behind it, he came to a halt and caught his breath, his tiny heart beating like crazy.
When Kate stepped into the same small room, she shifted her weight, placed her hands on her hips, and said to herself, ' OK...now where did he go...I hope he didn't go behind the tub...it would be hard reaching him." Slowly, the sexy dark-haired lady bent her knees and squatted, her eyes exploring the immediate area when she thought she saw something move, the same place Jeff was hiding. She moved her face closer and stuck her head between the toilet and the sink, wishing to get a better view. Finally, her eyes got a fix on Jeff, the frightened man just standing there, looking up at her. After they stared at each other for a few seconds, Kate said, " Looks like I got you this time...no place to run..., ha, ha!"
" No, please, please, ma'am...don't hurt me...don't!", cried the man, his tiny voice turning into a little screeching sound!
" Fuckyou...I don't give a shit.", replied the lady as she reached toward him.
However, because of the lack of space, she couldn't get her arm all
the way around
toward the back of the fixture, giving Jeff another opportunity to
run away which he
obviously took, running out from behind the thing and toward the bathtub.
" Fuck...I thought I had you cornered...you're getting away again!", remarked Kate as she quickly moved herself out from between the toilet and sick. And just like in the kitchen, the lady again hit her head, this time up against the side of the sink, causing her to say, " Damn this fucken shit...you shrunken little bastard...when I get my hands on you, you're gonna wish you were never born...I mean it, the longer it takes for me to catch you, the harder you'll die when I finally get you!" When she emerged from the tight spot, she saw Jeff go back behind the tub, hiding between the huge basin and the adjacent wall.
" Ok...have it your way...I'll fix you...oh yes I will!"
On her feet again, Kate left the bathroom and strolled down the hallway but came to a halt right before the bedroom door where there was a closet which she opened and removed a canister type vacuum cleaner. After taking off the front extension, leaving only the hose attached, she took the thing back with her to the bathroom where she plugged its cord into a wall socket, a wicked grin crossing her lips as she moved the open end of the hose toward the back area of the tub, pushing it up against the wall. After hearing the loud suction sound, Jeff ran the other way, looking behind his shoulder the whole time, at the hose. However, to his surprise, he suddenly felt something take hold of his tiny frame which turned out to be her hand.
" Ha, ha, I got you now...fooled you, you got so scared of the vacuum that you ran the other way and didn't look...didn't see my hand come in from the upper end of the tub...ha, ha!"
After she turned off the vacuum and left it there, Kate walked out of the bathroom and went into the livingroom where she placed Jeff upon the two foot high center table and parked her ass to the sofa, firing up a fresh cigarette in the process when she exhaled a cloud of smoke and said, " OK...now that I got you, I can now continue where I left off after I got rid of Carl...which means I'm now gonna kill you..., right?"
" Why do you have to kill me?"
" It's like I said before...to hide the fact that I killed Carl...you'll tell if I get you help."
Desperate to save his life, Jeff replied, " Ok..., then don't get me help...just keep me alive, please...I'll do whatever you say...I will!"
" You mean I should keep you as my little pet or something...is that what you mean?"
Not knowing what else to say, he answered with, " Yes...if that's what you want...just please don't kill me!"
" But what good are you...what can a one inch tall man do for me?"
" Um...I don't know...please let me live, please!"
" What if the place gets searched after I report you missing...that wouldn't do me any good..., the best thing for me is to destroy all the evidence...don't you agree?"
" No...please..., we can work something out..., please don't hurt me."
" I don't think so...I'm gonna get rid of you, that's the best thing for me to do."
"NO...DON'T..., PLEASE!!!", cried tiny Jeff as sexy Kate pinched the back of his shirt with her fingertips and strolled into the kitchen where she placed him on top of the stove and went over to one of the drawers, removing a set of metal tongs and going back to the stove where she moved the one end toward Jeff, opening the jaws just a little!
" What are you doing?", yelled Jeff as the instrument came down and finally took hold of him, squeezing the little man in its grip!
Slowly, Kate moved her victim over one of the burners and took hold of the control knob with her other hand.
" WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS...WHY?", screamed Jeff.
" I don't know...because it turns me on, I get something out of doing it...just like my fucken husband got something outta beating me up all the time..., you know..., it's the same old story all the time..., bigger things abuse and beat up smaller things...it's the way of the world..., ha, ha!"
" Please...like I said..., I'll do whatever you say...I will..., I will...please!"
" You're gonna die...burning you up will really remove the evidence..., right?"
" No...please!"
Closer and closer went the little man toward the open flame until he felt the heat when suddenly the phone rang.
" Fuck!", complained the woman as she put the tongs down, relaxing the grip, allowing Jeff to move away from the thing, also putting as much distance as possible between himself and the flame.
Leaving Jeff on top of the stove, Kate walked over to the phone, picked up the receiver, and said, " Yes?"
Some guy's voice came on at the other end of the line with, " Hello ma'am...how are you today..., are you interested in making a donation for the cancer drive?"
" Fuckyou...kiss my ass!", was all she said while slamming down the receiver and returning to the stove, eager to finish what she started.
Nevertheless, when she got back, she looked down and said, " Now where the fuck did he go...he's too small to jump of the thing...he'd kill himself!"
Quickly, she started looking all over, searching the area around the stove, even shaking the thing a little, trying to find the guy. Nothing, she didn't see the little man. Confused she continued to star down at the stove, taking note of a small opening by each burner, realizing now that tiny Jeff could've crawled in and hide under the stove's removable top. Sure enough, after tuning off the gas and removing the top, Kate found Jeff, standing there, staring up at her, intense fear in his little eyes after which Kate reached for him, causing the little guy to run off, toward the back where he jumped upon the flexible and thick gas hose, following the thing until it disappeared into another small opening too small for Kate's hand.
" Man are you hard to catch.", remarked Kate as she lowered the top back in place and began pounding at the side of the huge appliance, trying to scare him out from wherever he was.
The noise was bad for him, but Jeff managed to work himself all the way down to the bottom area of the stove's inside and stay there, the stove protecting him for the moment as the lady kept pounding away to no effect. A minute later, she stopped, backed off, placed her hands on her hips and did some thinking. Some ideas went in and out of her head until a very simple though hit her, causing the lady to march over to the other end of the kitchen and reach beneath the sink where a bunch of bottles and cleaning stuff was stored, finally returning to the stove and going to her knees with a spray can in her hands.
" OK...you little bug of a man...here's something...something for bugs...ha, ha!"
She began spraying the area all along the base of the stove, covering all four sides, even the area in the back by the wall. A second later, she put the can down and backed off, paying close attention to the floor around the stove. As she expected, Jeff emerged from behind the thing, crawling from some auxiliary hole in the back panel, the insect spray too much for him, the fumes too powerful for his tiny lungs, causing the guy to run into the open and again risk being caught. Wasting no time, the lady quickly darted forth and tried to get him, but like so many times before, tiny Jeff was too fast, the man running away from her back toward the livingroom where he entered and ran up against one of the walls and then slid behind a bookcase.
" Darn...I hate you...but I'll get you...yes I will.", remarked Kate as she went over to the same bookshelf, went down on her hands and knees, and peered under it, eventually seeing him after which she reached under the piece of furniture, saying, " OK..., there you are...I got you...yes I do...and now you're gonna die, of that I'm sure."
" Please...Kate...please!"
" Fuck you...little man.", answered the woman as her fingers got closer and closer.
Terrified for his life, the man panicked and his instincts took hold, causing him to bite into her index finger with his tiny teeth, bite as hard as he could. To his surprise, he actually hurt her, making the lady move her hand back, catching her wrist watch on one of the underside panels. While tugging away at it, she didn't pay attention to the upper part of the bookcase as it began to rock back and forth. Suddenly, the whole thing fell forward, all the books crashing down at her, giving little Jeff another chance to run away!
" Oh shit...fuck!", yelled Kate, "...man did that hurt!"
Nevertheless, she pushed everything aside and got back to her feet, looking down at the floor, trying to find the guy. Seeing nothing, she stomped her boot and screamed, " Fuck this crap...where did he go now?"
Frantically, she started searching all over the livingroom, under the sofa, under other pieces of furniture, even checking out the drapes, making sure he wasn't behind them or somehow crawled up one of them. Despite all her searching, she didn't find him, the lady now getting a little worried, afraid she'd never find him and someone else would, ruining all her plans.
" Where the hell could he be?", said Kate to herself as she stood bookcase upright again, returning all the books to their proper place. Still confused, Kate searched around the living room a little more until she strolled into the kitchen and then into the hall where she entered the bathroom and turned around before the toilet, the woman having to take another piss for the day. When her pretty naked ass was on the seat, she relieved herself and pissed away, thinking about where the little guy could be, thinking about all the places he could hide. Finally, Kate was done with her business when she stood up and pulled her clothes back in place, washed her hands, and stepped out of the bathroom, back to the kitchen area. Her eyes suddenly saw something. To her satisfaction, it was Jeff, the little man running across the floor over toward the side door, probably wishing to hide there until the door was opened and then he would sneak out. However, the lady quickly darted forth, this time putting all her strength into it, finally sinking to her knees while she flew forward, her fingers finally taking hold of the man!
" Ha, ha..., got you...I got you...yes, yes...and you want me to keep you alive as some kind of pet..., you'll figure out a way to escape...I know you will."
" Please...please, Kate...no!"
" You're gonna die!"
Again, the little man bit into her finger, causing her to quickly run over to the kitchen sink and drop him into it, saying, " You're gonna pay for that."
Seeing him down in the sink's basin, she said, " Well..., now you're in the same place where I killed Carl...I may as well turn on the machine and then the water...have you cut to pieces."
" NO...NO!", yelled Jeff as he ran to the side.
" Ha, ha, ha!", roared Kate, " You can't get outta this one...there's no way you can crawl up that smooth side, and even if you could, I'd just push you back down."
" Kate...c'mon..., you can't do this...you can't!"
" Oh yea...you better come up with a good reason.", replied the lady as she fired up a fresh cigarette and blew smoke down at the guy.
" Because...because..., it's wrong, it's not right...I never did anything bad to you...please don't hurt me!"
" I don't care...all I want is that fucken insurance money!"
" And you can have it...I won't tell anyone like I said before."
" And like I told YOU before..., I don't believe you."
With these last words, Kate hit the electric switch, staring the garbage disposer after which she turned on the water. However, since Jeff was way off to the side, the water didn't reach him as it quickly went down the drain, causing the woman to push and tap Jeff with her finger, pushing the guy closer and closer to the basin's center, directly into the water's flowing current which eventually took hold of him and moved him toward the scary opening!
Just like his friend Carl, Jeff went to his death screaming, " NO...NO!!!" Seconds later, the man's tiny body was hacked to bits by the rotating blades when Kate broke out in a big smile and then tossed the cigarette butt down in the hole after him.
After everything was gone, Kate turned off the electric machine together with the water. She went into the bathroom and took hold of the vacuum cleaner, returning it to the closet. Back in the kitchen, Kate put the tongs back into the drawer and finally went over to the phone where she dialed Jeff's place, getting the guy's wife on the line.
" Hi...it's me, Kate...is Jeff and Carl there?"
" Um...no, why...aren't they supposed to be fishing?"
" Well yea..., but Jeff's car is still in my drive and I can't see or find 'em anywhere...they should've been gone a long time ago already."
" Maybe they walked to some store or something."
" Could be...but that just doesn't sound right."
" Then what should we do?"
" Ah...tell you what..., if I don't see 'em or hear from them in an hour or so..., I'll call the police..., report 'em missing...then we'll see what happens after that..., OK?"
" Um..., ok, I guess..., you don't think something happened...something bad?"
" I hope not...there's probably some real simple explanation..., but if they don't show up...I'll call the cops."
" All right...good idea."
" OK Jane...I'll call you back in an hour or so and let you know."
" Thanks."
After she hung up the phone, Kate went out to the livingroom, parked her ass on the sofa, fired up a fresh cigarette, and finally said to herself, "Good...this is perfect..., after a few months when all the stuff with the insurance is settled, I'll be rich...oh yea!"
The End