The Gift

by Gwarrior07


 Ed sat at the wedding counting the minutes till it
was all over. He was supposed to be happy, wasn't he??
 His Best friend, Chuck, was getting married. Why
won't he be happy? Probably because his friend was
marrying a total bitch, (Jessica) who hated him about
as much as he hated her.  Or could it be that his
ex-girlfriend, Heather, who he was totally in love
with and who happened to be the Maid of Honor, was now
not speaking to him because he talked to another girl
at the rehearsal dinner. It was most likely both, but
it didn't really matter now, cause he only had another
hour of this hell and then he could leave.
A week after the wedding Ed received an e-mail from
Heather asking him to meet her at their old spot by
the lake. Ed knew he would end up in a fight with her,
but he thought meeting her would FINALLY put an end to
the torment she was putting him through and allow him
to get on with his life. When Ed got to their old
spot, Heather was already there.  Heather was about
5'2" and maybe 110 lbs. She had red hair and a body to
die for. Heather was Jessica's best friend. Ed met her
through Chuck and Jess over a year ago. They dated for
a few months and broke up. But over the past nine
months since then, they've been talking off and on.
Now, Ed hoped, it would finally end.  
           Ed walked up to Heather and nodded. "Hey.
What do you want?"
           "I need you in order to give Jess her
gift." Heather said.
           "Me? What do you need me for?"
           "Well, I'm going to shrink you and give YOU
to Jess as a wedding gift."
Ed looked at her puzzled. 'Has she lost her mind' he
thought. Heather continued.
"Jess wants you to be about a foot tall so that you
can do house work and stuff. But I figured I'd 'mess
up' and make you about two inches tall. Then you'd be
totally useless and she'll just have to get rid of
you!!"
         Ed started to laugh. "Why don't you 'get rid'
me yourself if you hate me so much?"
         "Because I promised Jess I'd give you to her.
And I keep my promises."
         Ed shook his head.  "Heather... Your f@*#ing
wacky. I hope you have a good life inside your little
world."
        Ed began to walk away shaking his head.
Heather simply smirked and began to recite some words
under her breath. Suddenly Ed's head began to spin.
He shut his eyes and began to rub his head trying to
clear his mind. Then, as quickly as it  started, it
stopped. When Ed opened his eyes he was staring
directly at Heather's shoes!! He looked up in horror
to see that Heather now towered over him!! She
appeared to be over 200 feet tall!! Heather began to
laugh, "Ready to go see Jessie?"
        Heather bent over and scooped Ed up. She
raised him up to her face. Her face was enormous!! "I
can't wait to see you Jessica kill you!!"
       Heather laughed again and dropped Ed in her
bag. Inside the bag, Ed was tossed about until he
finally was knocked unconscious.
 When Ed woke up, he found himself on a couch. 'Was
all that just a dream' he thought. Then he heard
Heather's voice. "He's waking up! I told you he wasn't
dead!" Ed realized that his nightmare had just begun!
   Jessica came walking into the room from the
kitchen with a big smile on her face. Jess was about
5'4" and 105lbs. She was very skinny but still a
pretty girl. However,  Jess was an even bigger bitch
then Heather. She was always the 'quiet' one. Never
said much, but always got her way.  Jess kneeled next
to Heather and stared at Ed, "He's so small."
               Heather quickly responded. "I know. I
messed up. Sorry. Guess we'll have to get rid of him."
              Jess leaned closer to Ed, almost staring
eye to eye with him.  "No. Not yet. I may still be
able to have some fun with him."
             Heather was shocked as Jess scooped Ed up
and headed to the bedroom. She placed Ed on her night
table.
             "This will be your new home. You'll stay
in here (pointing to the table's draw) whenever I'm
out or Chuck's home. OK?" 
Ed nodded.
            "Now, if you do EVERYTHING I say and are a
good boy, I may have Heather return you to normal."
           Heather was again looked stunned as Jess
continued. "If you don't do everything I say, then...
well, you know. Understand?"
           Ed again quickly nodded.
           Jess then opened the draw.  "Good! Into
your house then." She said as she pushed Ed into the
draw.
           Several hours passed as Ed sat in the dark
draw. He figured that Jess was saying goodbye to
Heather before she left for Grad school. He was full
of such fear he couldn't even think straight. Suddenly
the draw opened and Jess picked Ed up. She carried him
into the living room and placed him on the coffee
table. Jess then sat across from him on the couch. Ed
looked around to see a piece of a broken nail file and
nail polish lying next to him. Jess leaned forward
toward Ed.
          "You see, I thought and I thought. What can
I use Ed for? He's too small for normal housework.
What CAN someone that small do? Then it hit me."
         Jess leaned back and placed her bare feet
onto the table next to Ed, crossing them at the
ankles. Ed stumbled back, staring at her huge feet. He
wasn't even half the size of them!!
        "He can take care take care of my FEET! What
else can a two inch tall man do?" Jess said laughing.
She slid her feet back until only her toes were
hanging onto the table.
        "You only have to file them today. Tomorrow
though, you'll have to file, trim the nails with your
teeth,  take care of any rough spots, and paint my
nails for a party I'm going to. So you may want to get
started on that too."
        Jess made herself comfortable and started to
read her magazine. Ed stood still for moment trying to
grasp what was happening to him. Was he to spend the
rest of his life taking care of Jess's feet!! He
didn't know if he could do it. 'No' he thought! 'I
must do it in order to get my life back. She said if I
was a good boy she'd have Heather make me normal
again!' Ed picked up the file and approached Jess's
foot. As he got closer, he noticed that her big toe
was nearly half his size!  Jess had very attractive
feet. Her soles were extremely soft and tender. But it
was late August, and naturally hot. Therefore her feet
were also sweaty and smelly. As Ed approached her
feet, he could smell the odor and knew that it would
be a long day.  Ed labored to simply file each toe.
The file, although only a piece, was still extremely
heavy. Every couple of minutes, Ed had to stop and
walk away to catch a breath of fresh air. It took Ed
over an hour to complete his task. When Jess got up
she looked at her feet and nodded. "Not bad, but you
still have a lot to do tomorrow."
Jess then went into the kitchen. A minute later she
came back with a bowl of water and a piece of bread.
           "Here. Eat fast. Chuck will be home soon."
           Ed quickly ate before Jess picked him up
and dropped him back into the draw. That night Ed got
little sleep. He spent most of the night crying,
wishing to awaken from this nightmare. Only the hope
of being returned to normal one day allowed him to
sleep.
           The next day started early for Ed. As soon
as Chuck left for work, Jess took Ed out and got him
started on her feet. Ed first nibbled each toe down
with his teeth. Then he touched each one up with the
file.  It took him almost two hours to 'clip' and file
her toenails with his teeth and the file!  After a
short break for lunch of stale beard and water, Ed got
down to the serious work.  Jess placed Ed on the floor
and sat next to him.
          "OK. Now you have to take care of any rough
spots on my feet. I want you to file them down, clip
off all dead skin, and rub this lotion on my foot."
          Jess then extended her legs out and laid on
the floor and started to watch TV. Ed picked up his
file and headed toward her feet. He had to find all
the rough spots. So he first ran his hand along her
sole until he found a rough spot, then he'd file until
it was gone. Luckily for Ed, Jess had very soft soles
and therefore she had few rough spots, because it took
him an additional two hours to file away any rough
spots she did have!
Afterwards, Ed had to rub the foot lotion all over her
huge feet. Ed couldn't believe how big her feet were.
Once he finished with her soles, Jess made him paint
each of her toenails. What had started at 8:00am
didn't end until nearly 3:00pm. For almost seven
hours, Ed labored on Jess’s feet.
         "Nice. Back into the draw with you." Jess
said after Ed had finished.
          Jess put Ed back into the draw and waited
for Chuck to get home so that they could go to the
party. That night Ed slept like a baby because of all
the work he did. Also because he knew he'd have more
work to do tomorrow!
         The next day, Jess didn't take Ed out until
almost noon. When she did take him out, she
immediately placed him on the floor by a pair of her
shoes.
"You did such a great job on my feet yesterday, that I
didn't know what to have you do today! If your not
doing anything, then I'd have no use for you and would
have to simply get rid of you."
         Ed felt his body freeze with fear as Jess
continued. "But I did come up with something! You can
clean my shoes!!"
        Ed felt better. He knew he'd live another day.
Jess placed a bowl of soapy water next to Ed with a
tiny piece of cloth.
       "Here, get started on this pair."
        Jess pointed to the shoes next to Ed and
walked out of the room. Ed first cleaned the outsides
of both shoes till they shined. He thought to himself,
'Wow, this is easy.' A couple more pairs like this and
she'll let me go free'! Then Jess came back into the
room. She inspected Ed’s work then kneeled down.
        "Look’s like your all done! I hope you got the
inside too?"
         Ed looked confused.
        "Silly little man. You have to clean the
inside of my shoes too! That’s the dirtiest spot!"
Jess said laughing.
        Ed nodded, wet his rag and climbed into the
shoe. The odor from the shoe instantly hit Ed. He
began to feel dizzy and sick to his stomach. Jess saw
his reaction to the smell and laughed.  "Be careful
dear, I never wear socks with those shoes. They may
smell a bit."
      Jess laughed again and left. Meanwhile, Ed
struggled against the overpowering smell of sweaty
feet as he scrubbed the inside of her shoes. After a
good half  hour of working in the smelly, damp shoes,
Ed was finished. Jess again returned.
           "All done? Good! You have time for my
sandals too!"
           Jess went to her closet and took out her
sandals. She placed them next to Ed and left. Ed was
thankful that they were open sandals, because they too
had a sweaty smell, but not as bad.
            When Ed was all done, Jess inspected both
pairs of shoes and approved of Ed's work. She then put
him back into his draw. Ed felt sick all night. His
head hurt and so did his stomach. The smell of her
shoes had made him so sick that he didn't know if he
could work tomorrow, and he knew what that would mean.

 The following morning, Jess got Ed started on her
shoes early.
            "I want you to get at least five done
today, so you better get started!"
             Jess left Ed in the middle of a pile of
shoes. Ed still felt like shit from the night before
and could hardly walk let alone scrub her giant shoes!
After an hour of futile work, Ed gave up. He figured
he'd tell Jess he was sick. She'd understand, won't
she? As Ed sat, lost in his thoughts about what to
tell Jess, Jess happened to walk in on him. Wearing
just socks on her feet, Ed didn't hear her come in.
Jess saw Ed on the floor and said. "Taking a break?!?"
            Ed turned around to see Jess standing only
a few feet away from him. He never realized how big
she was compared to him! He only came up to her ankles
at best!! Fear took over Ed's heart as Jess continued.
"I told you that if you worked you'd be OK, but if you
were lazy..."
           With that Jess began to lift her foot. Ed,
fear numbing his body, cowered in a ball while he
starred up at Jess. Jess slowly moved her huge foot
over Ed. All Ed could see was the dirty  imprint of
Jess's sole in her white sock as it slowly moved over
him. Jess held her foot motionless over Ed. Ed felt
tears run down his face as he knew the end was near.
Then, without a word, Jess placed her foot back on the
floor in front of Ed. With a smile on her face, Jess
said.
           "I won't crush you on my new rug!! You'd
stain it! Just don't let me catch you not working
again!"
   Jess turned around and left the room. Ed sat
motionless for a few moments, then broke down in
tears! After he regained himself, he cleaned all five
of her shoes, ate his one meal of the day, and happily
returned to his drawer for much needed sleep.
           The next day brought a new task for Ed.
After shopping all day, Jess took Ed out and placed
him on the coffee table.
           "I have a new job for you! I need a shower
after a hard day of shopping, but first, your going to
clean my feet!!"
           Saying no more, Jess took of her pumps, and
slowly removed her stockings. Then she placed both
feet on the table. Ed could smell her feet right away.
          "Clean them good! Don't forget between the
toes either!! Oh, I don’t think you’ll need a rag to
clean them either! Just use your little tongue!!"
           Jess laughed as Ed approached her huge
feet. Ed knew he'd be sick again tonight. He slowly
approached her feet. The smell was unbearable! But he
had to clean them or else!  Ed licked every  inch of
Jess's tender soles. Between the toes was the worse
because he had to almost place his whole body between
her toes in order to get all the way in! Washing her
feet took Ed about two hours.  For the entire time,
Ed's mouth tasted of sweaty feet! He worked as fast
and as hard as he could so that he won't have to smell
her feet for too long!  After her shower, Ed had to
file and paint her nails again before returning to his
drawer.
For the next three months, Ed filed, clipped, and
painted her toenails. He filed the rough spots,
cleaned her shoes, and washed her feet with his
tongue! Everyday was spent with either Jess's feet or
something related to her feet. Ed was totally
depressed. He thought the rest of his life would be
spent with Jess's feet. Then one day, he heard some
great news!                                          
 
While washing her feet, Jess spoke to Ed. "I have good
news for you! Heather is coming home from college for
the weekend! She'll be over tomorrow! Bet you can't
wait to see her!"
            Jess laughed, but actually, Ed couldn't
wait. He'd done everything Jess told him to do. Maybe
tomorrow she'd have Heather make him big again! Maybe
tomorrow would be the end of his  nightmare! Maybe
tomorrow he'd be a man again! Ed couldn't wait. All he
knew for sure was that tomorrow would be a day he'd
NEVER forget!
           The next day started bright and early for
Ed. Jess woke him up early and placed him under the
kitchen table. "Heather will be here early today for
lunch and then we're going out, so I want you to paint
my nails before she gets here."
  Ed painted Jess's nails under the table as she ate
breakfast. Ed worked with a passion he never knew he
had. He knew deep down that today he'd be returned to
normal. He couldn't wait for Heather to show up. He
didn't have to wait long.
          At about 11:00, the doorbell rang. Ed came
out from under the table as Jess went to the door. It
was Heather! She kissed Jess as she opened the door.
Heather was wearing a short black business suit with
black stockings and a pair of flats. Ed thought to
himself, 'she's beautiful', but he still hated her.
She was the one who took his life away from him three
months ago and he'd never forgive her for that. As
Jess and Heather headed to the kitchen, Heather saw Ed
on the floor. "You still have him?!?"
           Jess replied. "Yeah. He's been great."
          "Doing what?!?" Questioned Heather.
          "Taking care of my feet and shoes." Jess
replied.
          Heather said nothing at first, then she
broke out in laughter. "Really?!? That's so funny! He
was always meant to be a foot slave!!"
          Jess laughed too, then showed Heather her
feet and shoes. "He does great work...  for a little
man!"
         Heather looked at Jess's feet and shoes then
turned towards Ed. "Like cleaning shoes? Well, clean
mine!"
         Heather took off her shoes and pushed them
towards Ed. Ed looked at them, then back at Heather.
No way was he going to clean her shoes!! He hated her!
He wasn't going to do ANYTHING for her!
        Heather said again. "Clean my shoes you little
shit!"
        Ed just looked at her. Heather, angry in her
eyes, picked up her stocking foot and held it over Ed.
 "Should I crush you instead!?!" All Ed could see was
Heather's stocking foot over him!  He didn't think
she'd really crush him, but he didn't want to take a
chance! He quickly ran to her shoes and started to
clean them. Heather looked at Jess and shook her head.
Jess frowned and began to walk towards Ed. Ed was
scrubbing Heather's shoes as Jess approached him. He
stopped and turned around to see Jess's newly painted
toes behind him.
        "You're not doing your job again!"
         Ed looked up at Jess confused as his
confidence of being returned to normal vanished and a
fear for his life replaced it. Jess said no more to
him as she picked up her barefoot. Ed backed up as
Jess slowly moved her foot towards him. Heather
started to giggle as she watched Ed walk backwards
with his eyes fixed on Jess's foot. Ed stumbled over
his feet and sat on the floor. He had nowhere to run
and he knew it. He just watched as Jess brought her
foot over top of him. Jess slowly began to bring her
foot down towards Ed. Ed saw Jess's disappointed face
slowly vanish behind her toes until all he could see
was her bare sole. The last three months of his life
flashed before his eyes. 'For a three months I slaved
over these feet and now they're going to crush me!' Ed
thought as he watched Jess's foot come closer to him.
Every line, every detail of her perfect foot engulfed
Ed’s world. He could hear Heather begin to laugh as he
felt Jess's warm sole touch his skin. The pressure
came quickly. He felt his bones crack and crunch,
then, he felt nothing. Jess left her foot flat on the
kitchen floor as blood flowed out from underneath it.
She turned to Heather and smiled.
"Ready for lunch?"
            Heather smiled back, "Sure. I know a great
LITTLE diner by my place."
            Jess put on her sandals, without wiping Ed
off her foot, and headed towards the door. She stopped
and looked at Heather. "You know, I'm going to need a
new little man now."
            Heather nodded. "OK. We'll shrink some guy
while we're out!"
            Jess smiled and left with Ed still under
her bare sole!!

   The End