Malpractice (Part Five)

“Aww, you’re sweet!” Abbie giggles, putting words in his mouth, infuriating him with her casual deception. “Happy to help, cutie. Here, try some of this.”

She scoops up some steamed veggies with her fork and shoves them roughly into his face.

“Stop it… mmmfff!” His voice is quickly muffled by her fork’s warm, moist payload, which she then dumps unceremoniously onto his head.

She giggles down at him as he sputters and pushes the veggies off of himself.

“Say, Mom?” she says, in an infuriatingly innocent tone.

“Yeah, sweetie?” Dr. Park sounds distracted, not looking up from her phone.

“What would happen if like, Tyler’ file got deleted?”

Dr. Park looks up sternly. “That would be very bad, honey. For one thing, he could never get back to normal. And we would be liable for…”

Dr. Park’s phone dings and she trails off, reading a message. “Oh, shoot. Okay honey, I have to run out and deal with something. I should be back in an hour or so. Are you and Tyler gonna be okay?”

“Of course! Like I said, we’re like, really bonding!” Abbie says cheerfully. She smirks down at him and licks her lips. “I won’t let him out of my sight.”

Leaving the room and still looking at her phone, Dr. Park says in a distracted voice, “Okay. I’ll see you in a bit, honey.”

“Okay see ya Mom!”

He tries to cry out to Dr. Park but Abbie silences him with a gentle but firm poke of her fork into his belly, making him double over and winding him. By the time he finds the air to speak again, he hears the front door close behind Abbie’s mom.

Abbie sits back on the couch, playfully toying with him with her fork. “Mmm,” she sighs with contentment. “That was good timing!”

“Stop fucking with me you little brat! Just put me down and let me…”

“You know it’s funny.” She’s twirling a lock of her luscious brown hair between her fingers. “Just one little file… That’s all that’s standing between you getting back to normal and being stuck as a little doll forever.”

“You can’t delete it!” he yells, failing to keep the panic out of his voice. “You heard your mom! If you delete it, you’ll go to jail!”

Abbie shrugs. “Maybe, but like, if you think about it… The only record that you’re even here is that file. So if it just like, went missing, the only way anyone would know would be if like, we told someone.”

“I swear to god Abbie, if you delete it….”

She giggles. “Yeah, like, if I got caught deleting it, I’d go to jail. But like… Do you think Mom would actually turn me in? And like, if you’re gonna be a doll forever anyway… You might as well be my doll.”

His blood runs cold. “Abbie, please…”

Without warning, she snatches him up off the plate, her huge dainty fingers curling around his body and holding him unnervingly tight around the middle in her excitement. She stands up and skips over to Dr. Park’s home office. She takes a seat behind the machine that shrank him and starts browsing through the files on the monitor.

“Abbie, don’t you fucking dare!”

She crosses her legs and lays him down on his back on the smooth skin of her thigh, placing one of her fingers over his mouth to silence his enraged voice with infuriatingly casual ease, her other fingers gently petting him like he’s a tiny animal. She hums cheerfully to herself while she browses the files.

“Tyler… Tyler, Tyler… Ooh, here it is! Hey cutie, did you drive here?”

She takes her finger off his mouth and, confused, he mumbles “No, I took the bus… Oh shit.”

A mischievous smirk slowly floods her face.

“So like, no car outside, and it says here that you’re single, and you live alone…”

“Abbie…!”

“Shh.” She puts her finger over his mouth again. “So like, this file right here is basically the only way anyone would know you’re here. You wanna see it?”

She lifts him up to face the monitor, his file open onscreen with his name and the photo from his ID. He shudders as he feels her soft pillowy lips arrive against the back of his head and the slimy, fleshy mass of her tongue sliding down his back, her front teeth nibbling playfully at him like she’s absent-mindedly chewing on a pencil.

When she speaks, the warm and humid breeze of her voice ruffles his hair.

“Tsk tsk, this thing is like, so glitchy you know. Sometimes files just like, disappear.”

She slowly moves the cursor towards the delete button and hovers over it.

“DON’T YOU FUCKING DARE YOU SPOILT BRAT!”

She giggles. “Or what? What are you gonna do, tough guy?”

“I… I’ll…”

“Tell you what, cutie. Beg me.”

“What?!”

She slides a hand up her skirt. Her voice getting breathy, she giggles again. “Beg me! If you don’t wanna be my toy forever, then beg! Otherwise…”

“What, so you can… get off to it?!”

She giggles. “I mean like, yeah, pretty much!”

“I don’t want…”

“Well you don’t really have a choice, do you? Mmm… If I want, I can just like, make you my toy forever. With the click of a button!”

She puts him down in on her chair, at the mouth of the dark humid cave beneath her short skirt. With unease, he watches her fingers toying gently with the lips of her pussy, which is gleaming with moisture. She puts her other hand on the mouse, and makes a big gesture of threatening to click on the delete button.

“Wait, wait!”

“You know what you need to do, cutie!” She cocks her head to the side. “Don’t keep your Goddess waiting!”

“Okay, okay! Please! Please don’t delete my file! I’ll do whatever you want! You win, okay? Just please don’t delete it!”

“On your knees, silly!” Before he even has a chance to register what she said, her finger comes down between his shoulders and roughly pushes him onto his knees.

“Ow!”

“Oopsie!” she giggles. “Keep begging! Unless you want to live in my dollhouse forever!”

“I… I’ll do anything, please!”

“Mmm… Good boy!” she moans. “And you’re so lucky to have me playing with you, aren’t you cutie?”

“Yes! I’m so lucky!”

“Because you think I’m pretty right?”

“You’re… You’re a… Goddess. Just… Please, don’t do this! Please let me be big again! Please.”

“Oooh, that’s perfect! Okay cutie, lick my pussy!”

“What?!”

She raises her eyebrows and turns her attention back to the screen. “Well if you don’t want to, I guess I’ll just…”

“No, no!”