It’s been weeks and Emy didn’t have a single word from her mother. Despite the constant everyday care, Emy could only catch a glimpse of her mother here and there. Each time she would scream to her to get her attention, to get answers. She was left in there with giant scary dolls and nobody would tell her what happened. Why would she be kept in there like an animal?
But there was a rumble one morning. Emy could swear she heard Lisa’s voice in the distance. And suddenly, bright light from the opening of the closet doors. “Lisa! It’s me, I’m here, behind the shoe rack, help me, HELP ME!!!!” Emy could see Lisa was concentrated about looking for something.
All of a sudden, Lisa bumped in the shoe rack. In seconds, the aquarium Emy was in filled with her mother’s high heels and pumps and ballerinas. It was like a building falling apart on Emy who just managed to dodge being stabbed by a sharp black 3 inches heel. It bumped her side and went throught while other pairs just fell over.
“Whoopsie!” That’s the only thing Lisa said. She bent over to look at her mess and shrugged. Suddenly she saw the aquarium filled with shoes behind the rack she just bumped. “Mom?” She called. “Mom?” What’s that aquarium doing in your closet?” Lisa was a bit intrigued, but after getting no answer from her mom she decided to brush it off. Marie was in the basement and never heard. After getting what she was looking for, Lisa just left the mess like that and went back to her room.
“Lisa! I’m down here! Lisa, please!”
Emy managed to get back on her feet. Beside her, with the dim light coming from outside the closet she could see one of her barbies kissing one of her mom’s shoe sole. She also, from that point of view, saw an opportunity to climb on the shoes and get the hell out of that hell hole. A bit of hope gave her enough strength to start climbing on a shoe lace, belonging to her mom’s oxford pumps. Pulling herself up the best she could she managed to reach the opening of the tilted shoe. From there she jumped on an upside down shoe sole and from there she started to climb again on different shoes.
The more she went up, the more she had energy and strength. Hope of freedom would give her adrenaline and Emy managed to reach almost the top of the Aquarium.
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Meanwhile, Lisa was in her room and Marie in the basement, sorting old things she could keep from the Thunderstrike incident from things she definitely couldn’t keep. She stumbled on half burned photoframes of Emy, and decided not to keep them, crying during all the process. Marie was slowly trying to leave past behind, and move on, just like she did before with her husband and daughter.
Lisa on the other hand, was unable to concentrate. She was trying to write her own giantess story but couldn’t help thinking about what the hell her mother would keep in a dry aquarium behind a shoe rack. Why would she place it there, it was too easy to bump the shoe rack and bam. Was there something fragile in there? Something her mom wanted to hide?
“That’s it, I’m going to see for myself.” She said to herself. She got up from her new computer and walked to her mom’s closet. She pulled the shoe rack out of the way, making more shoes fall in the aquarium and took a look inside it. She could see barbies in the bottom, and a pile of shoes that fell inside. “What the...” Lisa couldn’t comprehend. She pulled the aquarium out of the closet and removed the shoes from inside it, one by one.
Emy, from all the rummage, fell down from her almost newfound freedom down back into the aquarium. All the way down to the bottom. As Lisa removed the shoes, Emy realized what was happening. “Lisa! LISA!” I’m down here! It’s me, Emy, It’s me!!!! Look at me!”
“Huh?!”
Lisa removed more shoes until there were only barbies. She saw a small tiny, human being waving at her. “What the...?”
“Oh!” Lisa gasped. “Are you...?”
“LISA! Help me, you must help me, Mom keeps me in here!” Emy screamed off her lungs waving her hands. “You got to help me!”
“Emy? Is that you? What are you doing in there so small?” Lisa was dumbfounded. She brought the aquarium to her room, sneaking her way and locking the door behind her. She put the Aquarium on the floor and sat beside. Inside her there was a tingling sensation. Her right hand slowly made its way under her shirt and inside her skirt. She adjusted her 16 year old stockings, scratches a bit where it itched. She also fell a very hot, bubbling sensation in her stomach in the presence of her now shrunk little asian sister. She also looked down the length of her black stocking legs to her feet. She had no shoes on being in the house. All she could think of is how improbable and unrealistic this situation was. First of all, her sister was not dead, but shrunk, just like many fantasies she had for her young age. Emy was waving and screaming but Lisa couldn’t focus or comprehend, she was lost in a daydream, trying to understand the reality of this unsual yet impossible situation. She couldn’t help thinking about trying things she’s been writing and reading on websites.
“Emy, you’re so small. Around what, half an inch? You’re tiny!”
Emy stopped screaming and collapsed on the clothe that sued to be a very very large bed. It had dirt crumbles from the shoe soles falling off in the recent shoerack crash. She let out a sigh of relief as she felt safe now that Lisa found her. Lisa removed the barbies from the Aquarium and stood up.
“Must be very weird for you down there Emy. You’re like a bug. Look how tall I am compared to you!” Lisa said. A rush of adrenaline passed through Lisa again, this time, urging her to slowly raise her left leg and foot above the large opening of the glass container and bringing her foot down inside. Emy, upon seeing the giant black stockinged sole of her sister, dive out of the way as the giant foot came crashing down near her like a falling skyscraper. “You’re so small.” Entranced Lisa brought her other foot next to the other inside the Aquarium Emy was in, standing inside. “Wow, this is so cool! How do you feel down there!?”
“LISA stop! STOP IT! What are you doing? Help me! Please don’t hurt me don’t hurt me!”
There was not a lot of room left for Emy with her sister’s giant feet inside the Aquarium with her. She could smell the musky odor emanating from them, nothing repulsive but enough to feel it take place around her. Emy backed in the corner.
Lisa then brought her left foot close to Emy and pinned her in the corner of the Aquarium with her toes. She tried to get Emy under her toes but she couldn’t. Emy was so small and curled in the corner, her toes could only brush on her but not trap her under. “Emy, get under my toes!” she order her little tiny sister. Emy didn’t cooperate to this crazy demand of her psychopath sister. Emy in fact was now truely afraid her siter wouldn’t help her at all. She could feel the stocking toes trying to catch her. “NO! No...”She began crying and screaming that same word over and over again. “Please Lisa no, please, don’t do this to me!”
Lisa couldn’t hear at all. “Get under my toes Emy!” She boomed in one more time, this time more aggressively. She was losing patience. “Get under them or I’ll crush you!” Still no cooperation. “Emy, I just want to feel you under my toes a couple of minutes. I won’t hurt you. I just want to feel how it’s like. Now stop squirming and get under my toes now, or I pick you up and drop you inside my shoes so you can be under them all day. And trust me you won’t like that.”
“Leave me alone!” was all Emy could cry out.
Lisa abandoned trying to catch Emy under her toes. She stepped out of the Aquarium and sat down beside it again, looking down inside at her tiny sister.
“Emy!... Emy look at me!” She boomed in. Emy looked up wiping tears with her hands.
“Leave me alone, you’re crazy! Leave me alone!” Emy said.
“Your voice is so low it’s very hard to hear you Emy. In fact I have no idea what you’re telling me. Now why don’t you just let me hear you!” Lisa brought her hand close to the tiny girl and invited her to step on it so she could bring her closer to her ear. “Come on Emy, if you want me to help you I must know what you’re telling me. Trust me.”
Emy reluctantly realized she had no choice. She could either stay there curled in the corner of the glass Aquarium, cooperate or be picked up. She was too small. Too small to reject any kind of help. This nightmare was only starting.
“Come on, step on my hand”
Emy stood up and walked, unsafe to her sister’s giant hand. She grabbed the side of her palm and pulled herself on the soft skin of her sister’s hand. It was the first time in weeks she ever touched someone and she could feel the heat from her sister’s body through her soft skin. She felt a bit better. Not better enough to trust her sister but the warmth did make her feel better nonetheless.
Lisa brought Emy closer to her hear, holding her safely the best she could and trying to be as gentle as possible. “Now tell me Emy, what’s wrong, why don’t you want to go under my toes a bit?”
“Lisa! Please help me! Help me grow back to normal, you need to find a way. Mom keeps me like a pet in this hell place. Please! I’m scared! You have to help me!” Emy cried. It was the first time in weeks she could actually be heard by someone. She had no strength left, none at all. She was sitting on her sister’s palm, looking at her big face and her long blonde hair falling on her dark shirt. Her gothic make up and black eyeliner made her sister look scary. On her wrist there was a leather bracelet with studs, her lips had a bit of dark red lipstick. Her features were so accentuated. “Lisa, please!”
“Oh you want me to help you! You look so cute. Heh, Emy, I don’t know why you’re small like that and I don’t know why mom keeps you that way but we’re going to find out. I’m going to help you but you must promise me you cooperate and do what I say. I can’t help you if you don’t help me help you. You’re still young, I’m 16 now and you’re still my little sister. Little small tiny, micro sister now, but still. It means you need to help me help you! You understand?”
Emy nodded, wiping tears off her eyes and feeling a bit more relieved.
“But I’m going to put you inside my shoe under my toes for now.”
“What?” Emy, startled, couldn’t believe. She jolted. Lisa stood up and walked to her closet.
“I need to know how it feels, I’m sorry Emy, but I told you I would do it when you were back in the Aquarium. You refused to cooperate and I told you I would do it. I always am true to my word. Now you’re going in there while I put back the Aquarium where it was and clean my mess before Mom finds out. I don’t want to be in trouble.”
“Nooooo! Lisa, no!!! PLEASE NO NO! Don’t do this. You can’t do this, I’m going to die in there. You can’t put me in your shoe, it’s ridiculous!
“Don’t worry Emy, I’ve read a lot on the subject. You’re going to be fine. I know what I am doing. Just do what I say and do not squirm.”
Lisa grabbed a pair of black platform loafers with chunky square heels of 4 inches high. Those shoes were pretty well worn, the insole was a bit torn up near the heel and she wears them to go to school. They fitted perfectly with her gothic look and she loved those well worn shoes.
“Now be good!” Emy was dropped inside and rolled down the slope of the arch of the left shoe and stumbled down in the toe section. Everything went too fast for her, too fast to understand anything that was happening. Just like that night when she shrank. She prayed for this hell to be a nightmare.
“Emy, now lay down on your back and don’t move. I’ll be easy on you. No worries. Just breathe and relax!!”Lisa said. She pulled on her stocking to tighten in on her foot, and gently slipped her foot in the shoe, slowly. She felt the tiny Lisa under her toes and again that bubbling sensation in her stomach. “That’s it, right under my toes! Now hold on this is the part where my heel gets in. You’ll be in there with my whole foot in a second, there, it.... is, here we go”
Her heel went inside making that flop sound as her foot fitted in the shoe.
Inside, the heat and smell was 10 times stronger. Emy under Lisa’s toes couldn’t move at all, she was pinned down in a pitch black cell. She panicked and screamed all the energy she had left before passing out.
Lisa put on the other shoe, and started to clean the mess, brought back the aquarium and the barbies in her mother’s closet and replaced every of her shoes on the rack like it was. All this time feeling her sister under her toes, and a rush of heat in her whole body.
To be continued.