Debbie in the Shower!

God, what a horrible night, Debbie thought as she tugged off her white pants and shirt. Not only had she seen that poor old man cocooned alive in cotton candy, she'd been chased by those horrible clowns and shot with popcorn! She grimaced at the thought of the creepy little bits of food getting all over her, and stuck her clothes in the clothes bin. Ugh, how could she have introduced Mike to her ex-boyfriend Dave like that? She shuddered at the awkward memory. Well, like it or not, they needed to get her ex the cop to believe them! What if the clowns were **** other people?! They had to be stopped.

Debbie turned on the shower and stepped into the bathtub. The hot water was so comforting after the terror of the night. What if she'd been captured as well? Would she have ended up in one of those cocoons too? She hated to think what those clowns had planned for them all! Despite her fears, she knew she needed to shower to get all that gross sticky popcorn off of her. She didn't know why but they'd made her feel so uncomfortable. She'd shower now, then Mike and Dave would be back and they'd figure out a plan of action. They'd need to get in touch with other towns maybe? Officer Mooney wouldn't be any help, the old curmudgeon, so they'd need to find a way of contacting the military or FBI or some other real authority!

Behind the shower curtain and with the shower nozzle at full blast, Debbie was unaware of the terrifying antics of the little popcorn pieces that she'd shaken off and dumped in the clothes bin. Inside, they rustled and clamoured, slowly growing and transforming themselves in a demented parody of metamorphosis. Debbie had felt uncomfortable having the popcorn all over her, because they weren't just any old popcorn, they were in fact living, mutating organisms! It was a good thing she hadn't put any in her mouth, as they began to develop mouths and teeth of their own!

With a final run-through of her long-blonde hair, Debbie shut off the shower tap and stepped onto her bath mat, sodden wet and reaching for her towel. It was as she wrapped it around herself that she noticed the odd shuddering of the clothes bin. She groaned, immediately thinking with disgust that a mouse or rat had trapped itself inside. Oh where's Mike when you need him? She hated the thought of having to deal with any kind of rodent but it would be worse to leave it inside. She went to the bin and opened the lid...

And instantly jumped back as two snapping clown heads popped out, gnashing their teeth at her delicate fingers! She yelped backwards, just barely holding onto her towel. They were nightmarish; one sporting tassels of green hair and the other pink, but both had big red noses and sharp, spiky teeth. She backed up against her bathroom mirror, which immediately swung open. There were two more clown heads inside, attempting to bite her neck! She managed to leap away just as another especially large one rose out of the toilet bowl! They were everywhere! Her bare feet still slick from the shower, Debbie just managed to skid out of the bathroom without slipping, slamming the door behind her as the five clown heads snapped and snarled at her from within.

She knew she needed to get out of the house, but she was in only a towel and she was still sopping wet. She ran towards her bedroom but suddenly the front doorbell rang. She heard Mike's voice calling from outside,

"Hey Debbie! Debbie open up!"

He sounded panicked! Despite her only covering being the towel, Debbie couldn't leave Mike out there if there were more of those things running around! She sprinted to the front door and swung it open, hoping she wasn't too late.

Instead she screamed at what she saw. It wasn't Mike! it was one of the horrible eight foot clowns. This one was a particularly garish freak with spiky orange hair. He smiled his monstrous clown smile as he repeated,

"Debbie! Debbie!" mockingly in Mike's voice. Horrified, Debbie just managed to slam the door in the clown's face before he barged in, but it quickly began to bash and bang against it like a wild animal. Half-naked or not, she knew she needed to get out of here! She ran over to the window and rolled it open, preparing to jump. Looking down, she screamed again, as four of the clowns were lying in wait for her with a small safety net! What was going on? she wailed. When they'd escaped the Big Top, there'd only been two, now they seemed to be everywhere! She turned away from the window to try and make another escape attempt, but instead she ran directly into the giant gloved hands of the orange-haired clown. She screamed as it gripped her tightly, letting her towel fall to the floor as it lifted her up high into the air. She struggled in its grasp, but it was no use. She was completely helpless!

The clown grinned menacingly at her, looking her nude body up and down, then tossed her effortlessly onto the couch. She flailed about on the cushions but saw there was no escape. Two more of the monstrous clowns had joined the orange-haired one. She quailed, covering herself in terror at the thought of what they had planned for her. She stared in horror as the orange clown produced a ray-gun and instantly fired a jet of blue lasers at her. Debbie was disoriented. The lasers weren't hitting her so much as they appeared to be tangling around her in a web of hypnotic blue spirals. She gripped herself tightly as the spirals knit themselves together, before finally gluing themselves into what appeared to be a transparent orange balloon. It lightly floated in the air with her inside.

Panicking, she smashed her fists against the strange latex-like material of the sphere, but it was no good, she was completely encased. And naked! She screamed at the clown as he attached the balloon to a string, but she appeared to be totally sound-proofed!

"Let me out!" She screamed but the clown was already taking her outside. She cringed at the thought of being noticeably naked inside the transparent ball, but there was nothing she could do. The balloon was tied to a bizarre little clown car that had been parked outside her house, which she saw with glum defeat had been covered all over with silly strings. What the hell was going on?!

The clown car zoomed through town with its prisoner. Debbie looked out in shock as she realised she wasn't the only one in this predicament. Paraded behind a massive carnival float was a whole score of naked women being towed along with restraints towards who knew where? Were they all destined for the cotton candy cocoon she'd seen in the Big Top? To be encased inside and transported out among the stars? Oh Mike and Dave where are you? she cried into the sound-proofed balloon. Being naked in front of them would certainly be better than this humiliation!