"Mercedes!" Dallas practically yells. Mercedes, startled, lurches her head up, knocking you off the chair. Dallas quickly dives to you and catches you. "Mercedes, be careful, will you?" She says to her.
"Geez, calm down lady!" she snaps back.
"You, thankful to be alive, stand up as you are raised to Mercede's eye level.
"Its about time you got small enough to fit in my mouth, now you can actually do a good job," her voice boomed.
"Ok Mercedes, we are going to have to do your appointment with Dr. Smith while he is shrunk, this new machine is crazy," Dallas told her. All of a sudden, her eyes lit up and she smiles her bratty smile. This makes you unease, even when she says, "Sure, I'll be careful."
Dallas puts you on the tool tray, giving me the signal to start.
"I need you to be very careful, Mercedes..." you start to say when she interrupts, "I said I'll be careful, it's not like I'm gonna swallow you or anything!"
Her words send chills down your spine, the danger of being eaten was very real, being you size and all.
"Alright," you respond, "Open your mouth wide!" She opened her mouth,and her throat come into view as the tray is moved up to her mouth. You can see her uvula swing in the back of her throat, her huge tongue sprawled out before you, and the rows of white boulders surrounding her tongue. Dallas picks up the tongue depressor when her cell phone rings. "Hello?" she says into it, "Thats terrible! I'll be right there."
"Sorry Jake, I have to go, a family issue, I'll call the subsitute secretary and get her down here, Ok?" she quickly says to me.
"Sure, I'll just wait here with Mercedes."
A half an hour passes, then an hour, but the subsitute doesn't show. Mercedes keeps complaining about the long wait, and is twiddling her thumbs.
"C'mon doctor! Can we just do it now?" she asks.
"Well I..."
"Please? Or my dad will shut this place down and sue you!"