Little SisterBy The Unsung HeroLisa was a popular girl. All the kids at school loved her, worshipped her.

She was the most fantastic girl ever. At least, in her eyes. She was tall andthin, with beautiful long brown hair. Her face was the portrait of perfection,her skin creamy and white. Her eyes were the deepest of hazel. She lived with abeautiful single Mother, Judy, who worked a secretary job in the city. She hadtwo sisters, one an older sister(Melodie) who had graduated high school, and ayounger doll obsessed brat kid sister(Jessica), and onebrother- the freshman jock Gregory. Lisa was a cheerleader, the captain to beexact. She did good in her studies, a top student in her class.

On this particular day of school, Lisa was wearing a halter top and a shortpurple skirt, and a pair of pedal pushers. Her books were gathered in her arms,pressed againsther ample chest. Her hair was tied back into a pony tail. She walked along,whistling a tune as she ran into Devi, the local goth chick. Lisa looked at her,disgusted. “Geez.....get the hell outta my way, freak!” Now a crowd hadgathered.

“Y-you shouldn't t-t-talk like that to people y-you know.” Devi said, pushingher dark hair out of the way of her face.

“I-I-I- I shouldn't?” Lisa mocked. “Get a life! Friggin' loser.” she pushed herdown. Devi looked up at her, so big and powerful.

“You're a SMALL person, Lisa.” She said, her voice becoming strong “A littlegirl.”“Uh-huh. Whatever.” Lisa walked past, stepping over the fallen girl, her foottrodding upon Devi's things. Devi stared after her, her eyes gleaming.


“Jessica!” Lisa yelled, stomping down the hall to the bathroom. “Jessica, youopen the door this instant!” she banged on it. The door opened slightly, butLisa pushed it open more. She then grabbed her sister by the hair and draggedher down the hall. She ignored her sisters' cries of pain and dumped her on thefloor of her room. “Look at the mess you made playing in my room? My clothes areall over the floor!”“I-I'm sorry Lisa...I just.....I just wanted to be pretty like you.” Jessicasaid, looking up at her sister in adoration.

“I don't care!” Lisa said “Clean it, now. God, little girls are such a pain!”“One day I'm gonna be big, you know!” Jessica cried.

“Yeah yeah.” She grabbed a magazine and went to the door “This better be cleanedup, and fast. I'm going to watch TV.” and with that she stomped off.


Lisa had her feet up on the coffee table, and read her magazine. The Tv was on,but she wasn't paying much attention. She then heard jessica yelling to her upthe stairs, and then a bizarre nauseous feeling. Lisa got to her feet and ran,her flip flops slapping against her heels, to the bathroom. She opened the door,the feeling of dizzyness getting worse and worse. She watched as things gotdistorted, the sink...was getting bigger? Suddenly she couldn't see anymore. Sheblacked out for a second, and then awoke againon a hard surface. She crawled forward, unable to see. She seemed to be coveredby fabric....she saw a large rainbow colored arch above her.... “Oh my god.” shesaid, as she realised where she was.

She was standing on the sole of her own wooden sandal.

She heard some pounding coming towards her, the floor was shaking. She lookedup at the giant bathroom door and screamed as it opened. Standing above her washer Mother, her giant feet(still adorned in thier hose) stomping down. Her longhair swung disconcertinly, and it made Lisa dizzy to watch. Her Mother still hadher brown work suit on, and then heard the loud speaker voice of her Motherblast into the room.

“Lisa.......leaving your clothes around! Little brat.” She looked down.

“Brat!?” Lisa shouted. “Mom! Please! Down here on the sandal! You have to seeme! Please!” but her voice wasn't loud enough. Her Mother bent down andcollected the clothes and sandals into a pile and began to carry them off, butnot Lisa. Lisa fell off andlanded near her Mothers' foot. Lisa coughed at the rankness of the foot, andthen realised she was now in the living room, surrounded by carpet. Her Mothers'foot stood there enormous, the toes wiggling. her Mother had stopped to pick upthe phone! Lisa looked at the foot. It was gross and smelly! How......awful! Andit was her Mom's feet......but she had to get help. Someone had to make her bigagain. She ran and climbed the stocking and sat at the base of her Mothers' toesand held on. The feet moved on, her Mother talking to a friend. She listened fora while.

“Yeah, louise.....she can be such a pain in my ####. I swear, that girl thinksshe's the queen of the earth and everyone exists to serve her. She thinks she'sso big. Someone should cut her down to size.”“Mom...?” Lisa said quietly, tears coming to her eyes. “Fine...” she said,wiping her tears. “Fine. I'm leaving you. See how you like it.” and with thatshe leapt off the foot onto the carpet of the hallway. Her gigantic mother movedoff down the hall, leaving Lisa weeping alone in the hall. She was near the doorto her room. She didn't feel the pounding right away, but she turned to see apair of sandaled feet. Small sandaled feet. She looked up at the grinning faceof her pretty little sister, Jessica.

“Lisa......You're a dolly now...” Jessica said, and reached for her......

Jessica's big hand came down, the lines in her palm becoming clearer andclearerto the terrifyed Lisa, who screamed as the hand came closer. Jessica giggled andclosedher fingers around her, and lifted her screaming into the air. She was broughtin front ofher sisters' gigantic face, who was still giggling. Her blue eyes stared at her,the smilegetting bigger and bigger. Her blonde hair looked beautiful at this size, Lisanoticed, themini-perfection of her sister suddenly becoming clearer to her. Jessica grabbedone ofLisa's hands between her thumb and forefinger and dangled her, laughing. “You'resosmall!” she said softly, laughing. Lisa screamed in pain and terror as gravitythreatened topull her the hundreds of feet down at her sisters' feet where she would surelybesplattered.

“Jessica! Please don't drop me! I'm so sorry I hurt you earlier!” Lisa pleaded,butjessica lowered her hand quickly, making Lisa scream. “Please! NO!” jessica laidher in herother palm then, and poked her with her finger several times. “Stop that!” lisacried “Thisis inhumane! I'm your older sister!”“You're a toy now.” Jessica said “A little teeny tiny toy. I told you I would bebigger someday.”“What have you got there, honey?” Her Mother said. Jessica turned around andstuffed her doll sister into her pocket.

“Nothing, Mom. Just a doll.” jessica said. Lisa wept, crying out to her Mother.

“Mom! Mom, please help me!” Lisa cried. She could see her out there, over thetop of the pocket, smiling at her little sister. her Mothers' massive armswrapped aroundthe girl, and Lisa was shoved forward and fell down onto a quarter, scraping herelbow.

“Mommy!” Lisa screamed “Mommy, help me! Please!”“Well, you have fun with your doll.” Her Mom said, and walked away. Lisa weptthen.

“I am just a doll.” She cried “I am.....” then huge fingers with greenfingernailsripped her from the pocket and she was once more presented in the palm of herlittlesister. BIG sister, now. Lisa got to her feet. “Please, jessica.......please,you have to helpme!”“No I don't.” Jessica said, grinning “You're mine now, like Mommy said. My newdolly.”“I'm not a doll.” Lisa said, looking up at her Goddess sister. She dropped toherknees “Please, I'll do anything you say! Help me!” Jessica ignored her and wentinto herroom, dropping her sister onto the floor. She was on her knees and looked overnext toher as her sisters left big toe brushed against her. She looked up past hersister's skirt, andthen to her giant grinning face.

“Remember how you used to make me take your Sandals off?” Jessica asked. Lisalooked up at her, shaking her head rapidly. “You used to sit down and make meundo thestraps. You have to do that. Now.”“I'm too small!” Lisa said “I can't! Help me get big, I'll do anything! I'll beyourslave for life, Jessica! Help me!!!!”“Do it!” Jessica commanded “Or I'll squash you like a bug!” and she lifted herhuge sandal over her tiny sister. Lisa cowered under the sole of her littlesisters' foot.

“Ok!” Lisa said “Please don't squish me!” Jessica's foot went back to the way itwas. She crossed her arms expectently. Lisa went to work, fiddling with the hugebuckles.

She pulled the first one off after some struggle, but started to pull at thehuge straps butcouldn't pull it free. “Jessica.......I can't! I'm trying!” Jessica laughed.

“You can't even undo my sandals, dolly!” jessica said, laughing. Lisa dropped toher knees on her sisters foot, exhausted. She went on all fours on top of thefoot andlowered her head down. Jessica laughed. “Kiss my feet!” She giggled. “Yeah!”Lisalooked at the foot, and then gave it a peck. Her sister loomed over her. Shedidn't feel it.

Lisa closed her eyes and kissed it as hard as she could, pressing down. The footsmelledsome, but she forced herself. “Good slave!” Jessica said. Lisa was humilated.

Her life wasnow a tiny slave to her little sister. If the kids at school knew she kissed hersisters'feet....she was snapped out of it as the foot moved suddenly, dropping her tothe carpet.

Jessicas' massive hand came down and enveloped her, carrying her to a smalltable.

“You're naked, barbie!” Jessica said.

“Barbie?!” Lisa cried, outraged. Jessica laughed.

“Little tiny Lisa.......” Jessica said, touching her #### with big fingers“You', let's get some clothes for you.” She grabbed some doll clothes andwrapped iton the doll girl. Lisa was humilated further. She could fit in doll clothes! Hersisterlaughed and picked her up, fondling her in her fingers. “You are so cute.”Jessica saidgleefully. She kissed her on the head. “Good little doll lisa......” she put heron the bed andput her feet up next to her. She removed her sandals and displayed her big feetin front ofher. “ always made me paint your nails. Your turn.” She handed her abrushand some polish.

“Please don't make me do this! It's degrading!” Lisa said. Jessica grabbed herroughly and shook her.

“You're mine now, Lisa! My slave, doll, toy, pet... whatever I want! You're alltiny! Now paint my toes!” and she tossed her onto the bed. She rolled into theindentationher foot made and landed face down on her toes. She looked up at Lisa and kissedthetoes, hoping to be forgiven before she was killed. Jessica smiled and nodded.

Lisa set towork.


Part 3it took hours. Jessica amused herself by reading, listening to those awfulbackstreetboys, or talking on the phone. Lisa finished and fell down onto the toes,covering herselfwith toenail polish. Jessica laughed and picked her up. “Ok, tiny'veearned rest.

I'll go get you something to eat. You can stay in the dollhouse.” and with thatLisa wasplaced in the dollhouse and her enormous sister left the room in a hurry, herbare feetthudding as she went. Lisa sat, looking around. She needed help. Who could shecounton? Melodie! Her older sister. She just had to get to her. Jessica came in anddropped alittle bit of bread and a thimble of water in front of her. “eat up, lil' lisa.”she said with alaugh. Lisa ate and feigned sleep. Jessica fell asleep fast, leaving Lisa toescape. Thedollhouse luckily was on the floor, and she snuck out. She nervously watcher hergiantsister on the bed, just next to the dollhouse as she slowly and quietly snuckout. Shepassed the enormous sandals and finally got into the hall. It was dark there,the hallwayempty. She walked slowly when she heard a noise. Oh,no. Not that. Baby, thefamilykitten, walked over. The enormous cat stared down at her, and reached out a paw.

Thekitten smacked her, sending her back. She looked around for escape.

“Baby, No!” but the cat wasn't listening. It was on the hunt. Lisa took off,runningas fast as she could to escape the ferocious beast. She ran for the nearestdoor....the catroared and the door opened. Gregory looked out of it.

“Baby, what the hell?” he said. Lisa scampered over his bare feet and into hisroom. She ran under the bed as she shut the door in the cats face. She lookedaround atthe enormous room of her brother. His big bare feet walked over next to the bedand thensat down in his chair. He was on the computer. Lisa looked down at her dollclothing,covered in nail polish and at the nasty bruise caused by that damned cat.

“I'm gonna have you nutered!” Lisa roared at the door. She turned around andwalked into a big smelly sock. She coughed and backed away. “Clean your room,pig!”she screamed at her Brother. She ventured out into the room, past dirty clothesandrandom items spilled around walking towards her brother. She finally made it tohis bigbare smelly feet. She looked up past his bare legs and boxers to his face,examining hisscreen. “Greg!” she screamed, jumping up and down. “Greg, I'm down here!” shewalkedup and kicked his big toe.

“ow!” he said, looking down. “So that's what she was chasing. Stupid bugs.” heraised a big sole and slammed it down, but she dove.

“No, Greg! I'm your sister.” He couldn't hear. He stopped down and picked herup in his rough palm.

“Cool.” he muttered “A tiny girl.” He didn't recognise her. he examined herclosely. “Wait a minute......Lisa?” he laughed.

“Yes! Oh,yes. It's me!” She said.

“Little Lisa.” He giggled “Wow, you're a little one.”“Greg, you have to help...”“I have to help? No,no lil sis. I don't have to do anything.” He said “You'rekindof a ####. Maybe I'd be doing everyone a favor if I squished you. I wonder whatit wouldfeel like, to squash my little tiny sister like a bug.”“Wha-what? Why can't anyone in this family help me?!” Lisa cried.

“Because you're a mean ####.” Greg said. He stood up and placed her at his feet.

She looked at them. “You don't want to die?”“no!”“Then beg. Get down on your knees and beg my big feet not to squash you!” helaughed. She dropped immedietly..

“Please....please don't Greg.” She said.

“Master.” He said, laughing. “Call me master.”“Yes...ok,ok. Master! Please Master don't kill me!”“Kiss my toes.” He commanded. She crawled forward and kissed his big toe. Sheeven licked it. Anything. He laughed. “Alright, little tiny lisa is licking mytoe. That is socool.....” he grabbed a jar and picked up her up, dropping her in there. “Ok,getcomfortable. This is your new home.” he looked around. “Let's see.....Mom willfind you.

I need to hide your house.” He found a shoe box. “Ok, new plan.” He placed herin hispalm again and put her in the box, with a pair of old running shoes. “You livehere. Cleanthose.” and he placed the cover on. He put it under his desk and put his foot onit.

“You're gonna worship me.” he said, stomping a bit. “I am your God.” Part 4Lisa cried the whole day away. She was apparently trapped in her brothersshoebox, and he intended to keep her as his property for life. She cried as shecleaned his shoesfor him, as he commanded. She hated it, being his. She would have rather stayedwithJessica. Melodie and her Mother were useless, she was in his room in a box. Shestopped,hearing some movement outside. She started screaming and banging. Then the covermoved and there was Melodie, her big beautiful face framed by long wavy redhair. Shestared down. “There you are! Jessica told me you were tiny.” she said “Ofcourse, I didn'treally believe it, but here you are. I had the idea Greg found you. Cleaning hisshoes? ugh.

You're setting the feminist movement back a long way.”“Melodie.....oh,thank god.” Lisa said. Melodie was the most beautiful personever,the only person even Lisa felt second to. She tilted her head prettily.

“Ok.....” she picked her up gently in her fingers. “So you've been Jessicas'doll andGreg's slave. What else happened?”“I rode Mom's foot, and baby nearly killed me.” Lisa said, laying down andcuddling in her sisters hand, feeling it's warmth. She laid her face into thegentle soft palmof her beautiful older sister.

“Mom's foot, eh? Gross.” melodie said, carrying her off to her room. Melodietook Lisa into her room, and quickly tossed together a habitat for her. It wasanother shoebox, the same that Melodies' favorite shoes came in- a pair of black buckleshoes. Melodiewas bare foot, with a green sweater and a pair of blue jeans. Lisa curled up inthe softclean white socks Melodie laid down for her. “Look, you get some rest. We'lltalk aboutwhat to do with you tommorow, ok?” Melodies' big hand came down and stroked hergently, calming her. Lisa fell asleep.

She woke up to loud noise, and looked out of her box to see Melodie going atitwith a large man. They were bucking and moaning, and Lisa was shocked. Then themansaw her. He stopped and got off of Melodie. “What, what's wrong?” melodie askedas helooked down into the box.

“That's...that's a tiny girl!” he said, reaching out.

“Don't you touch her!” Melodie cried, running forward. The man's huge handlifted her roughly, and he walked around the room.

“I-I can feel her heatbeat. She's so small.....and weak....” he placed her inhis palmand touched her with his finger, running it up and down her body. Melodie triedto gether, and finally succeeded, scolding the guy.

“Look, she's just a pet. Leave her alone, eh?” melodie said, stroking hersistershair.

“Pet?!” Lisa cried. Melodie looked down.

“Well......yeah......I figuered there's nothing else I can do except keep you.”Melsaid.

“No! You said you'd help me! That we'd decide!” Lisa cried in her hand.

“Look...are we gonna do it with the little chick or what?” The guy asked.

“Beat it before I shrink you,too.” Melodie said, glaring. He quickly got histhingstogether and took off. She looked down. “We don't know what did this to you. Idon'tthink it's changable. I mean, it won't be so bad. I mean, yeah, you'll have todo what I sayand you'll have to do some stuff to earn your keep but nothing big. I'll feedyou and batheyou and play with you and'll be nice.”“Play with me?!” Lisa cried.

“Well........look,Lisa. You don't exactly have a choice. You can either exceptitand play nice or.....well, this can be hard.” Melodie said, looking down at herwith afrown. “Ok, little one?”“Wait, what did you say?” Lisa cried.

“Uh......that this can be...”“After that.”“Oh......little one?” Mel said.

“That's it. It was that psycho chick. She did this to me, called me little one.

Shecast a spell on me!” Lisa cried.

“ok......we can talk to her. We'll go tommorow.” Mel said, stroking her sistershair“I'd still like to keep you as a pet, though. You're really cute....”“Mel!” Lisa cried.

“Sorry.”Next time....”School”Part 5Mel brought Lisa to school the next morning. She drove her small car to themainbuilding and carried her little passenger in her pocket. Mel smiled at somestudents andfaculty as she walked through the halls. She stopped in the restroom and sat ona toilet,placing Lisa in the palm of her hand. “Ok, so we're here. What now?”“I need to find Devi! That little #### did this to me.” Lisa cried up.

“ where is she?”“I have first period with her......she must be in history.” Lisa said.

“Ok.....”“Room 22” Lisa said.

“Gotcha.” mel said, and placed Lisa inside her jacket pocket again. Mel walkedtowards room 22 when she was ran into hard by a pair of freshman. In thestruggle, Lisafell out of the pocket and hurtled screaming to the wooden floor. She slammeddown rightbehind the heel of her sisters' black shoe and tried to get to her feet,screaming thegiantess' name.

“Mel! Please! I fell out!” She cried, but Mel walked slowly away. “No!” but Melwas gone, and tiny Lisa was standing in the middle of a hallway at her highschool. Shelooked around at the huge walls of yellow lockers. “Oh,god...” she said. Shelooked aheadand saw the pretty sandaled feet of the history student teacher, Maya, comingher way.

Maya was a short haired raven haired goddess of a woman with perfect skin. Herfeetslammed into the ground heavily, and were coming closer and closer to theminiscule Lisa.

Lisa screamed and dove to the side as the big feet slammed past. She leanedagainst thelocker, breathing heavily. She was begining to panic. She then heard footstepsagain, and apair of chunky black mules slammed in front of her, leading up a nice shapelyleg andfinally to a long black skirt, and a flowery shirt, and the face of the prettyquiet girl of theschool, Amber. Amber looked like that girl from “Dark Angel”. Her toes wiggledmenacingly, and Lisa swallowed her pride, and lept towards them. She squeezedbetweenthe side of the foot and the big black strap and wedged herself in. It was goingto be abumpy ride.


Lisa was pleased that Amber's feet smelled better than any previous foot she hadcome in contact with, and was fairly warm. Amber didn't seem to notice the extraweightand went to class, her books pressed against her chest. Amber sat down andcrossed herlegs, the foot Lisa was attached to being tossed into the air. Lisa grabbed forsomething,anything, to hold onto, but went spiraling down. She finally grabbed onto alarge toe andheld on, dangling above the ground. She then noticed someone( a girl) looking ather. Thegirl hissed “Amber...on your foot!” Ambers' face came into view and saw her.

With agiggle she bobbed her foot a bit, watching as Lisa tried to hold on. ThenAmbers' largepretty hand scooped her up and brought her to her face. Her grin never leaving,Ambertossed her into her purse and closed it behind her. Lisa was now face to facewithmakeup, car keys and several other items. She curled up in a face cloth andshivered in thedark, alone and frightend, and wondering just what Amber would do with her.

Part 6By Unsung HeroThe purse bounced her around, bruises forming as she ran into pens, housekeys,make up cases and other various female purse items. Lisa wasn't sure where Amberwasgoing. Would she go home, or to a job...where? What was going to happen to her?Finally the purse was set down, and the zipper opened with a deafening roar.

Lisa lookedup and saw the pretty face of Amber peering down. Her large hand came in, pokingandprodding at items searching for the miniscule prisoner. The fingers touched her,and shedove away, attempting to hide. She couldn't be found. Then, a loud voice: “Frontandcenter, girl, or I'll dump everything into the toilet.” The voice was pleasentenough, notvery menacing, more like amused. ‘Of course she's amused', Lisa thought, ‘I'm atoy!'Lisa, head bowed, stepped forward into the light and allowed the large butdelicate fingerswrap around her and lift her back into the world of the light. The grip wasgentle, almostnice and comforting, and then when outside she was placed in an open palm. Thepalmwas soft and warm, like Melodies, and it was steady and unmoving. Lisa stood,shiveringand looked up at the beautiful face of her captress. She looked around and sawshe was ina massive bedroom. It was very feminine, lots of pink on the walls, a U2poster.....themain thing of notice was that the mirror was covered in photos of people. Theywere toobig and too far away for Lisa to make them out, but after taking in hersurroundings, andshe gazed up at the giantess again.

“It's ok.” Amber's voice cooed, as if talking to a stray cat “It's ok, girl. Iwon'thurt you. You just get your bearings, ‘kay?” her eyes were so big and brown. Shereallydid look like Jessica Alba. Lisa nodded, still shivering. “Oh, you poor thing!”Amberwalked over to the desk near the mirror and sat her gently down onto the hardwood top.

A finger reached over and petted her on the head, stroking her brown hair. Ambersmiled.

“You look so cold!” Amber looked around and got up, running over to hernightstand.

She grabbed a soft kleenex. “This might not work, but here.” She wrapped itaround thetiny shivering girl, and Lisa snuggled into it, still staring up at her. Amberstared at her,smiling. “Can you talk? I'm not exactly sure what you are- are you a leprechaunor a fairyor something? You don't have any wings that I can see......” So Amber didn'trecogniseher from school. Probably for the best. Everyone who has recognised her used herforshameful and humiliating purposes. A shiver ran down her spine as she rememberedlicking her brothers toes. Lisa looked up at her, trying to size her up. It wasimpossible togauge her reaction to her. She certainly was being very kind, almost as kind asMelodie,but this could be temporary. Maybe if she spoke Amber would make her paint hernails ormaybe she'd do worse. Feed her to a pet or was too terrible tothink about.

But Lisa eventually decided to take a basic chance and do what everyone seemedto wanther to do: She kneeled down, head bowed, and kissed Ambers' pointer finger.

Amberdrew it away in surprise. “Whoa!” Amber looked at her closely, and then slowlyandreluctantly replaced the finger again. Lisa did as expected and kissed itlovingly. Ambergiggled and grinned in glee. “Well well....... this is certainly unexpected.”Amber peereddown at her. “This is kind of like Robinson crusoe or something- like Joefriday? Hedeclared Robinson his master like this.” Amber grinned. Lisa blushed, andsmiled, unableto help herself. Amber was cute, and obviously educated. She was always so quietatschool...not that Lisa would ever have given her the time of day. Amber wasalways thesmart untouchable girl at school- guys were afraid to look at her because shealwaysseemed unattainable, and since the guys felt that way, the girls were jealous.

Amber musthave been really lonely. “Well...... if you're to be Gal Friday.........” shegrinned “That'll beyour name. Gal friday. What do you think?” Lisa nodded. Amber clapped her hands.

“Youunderstand me!” Lisa got up from her knees and bowed at the waist. Amber cooed.

“Awwwwwwww. You are simply adorable.” She reached out a finger and touched herbelly a bit, running the finger down her front, past her sex to her feet. Lisashivered a bitand withdrew. Amber blushed. “Sorry. I.....I was just curious....” She lookedsad, almosthurt by the withdrawl. Lisa frowned. She's been being so nice......instead offorcing her togrovel and cower like all the other Giants. Wait, ‘Giants'? Was she begining toacceptthem as that? Lisa was horrified by the sudden thought of being content likethis, beingstuck as a tiny subhuman. She was a human being! A girl! She had friends! And aFamily!But......her friends didn't seem to like her. And her family victimised andabused her whenthey found her shrunk. Her Mother called her a brat, her sister made her painther nails,her brother enslaved her and forced her to clean his old sneakers with hertounge! EvenMelodie, her most trusted friend and sister was content in keeping her like apet. Lisathought of all this as she looked up at the blushing lonely Giantess. Sheshivered amoment, took a deep breath, and the stepped forward again. Amber looked at her amoment, unsure of what was happening. Lisa stepped forward and tugged a largeunpainted fingernail. Amber reached out again and touched her, head to toe.

“You'rebeautiful.” Amber said “You're so perfect looking.....”she blushed a bit “Wouldyou turnaround?” she said with a shy smile. Lisa nodded and turned, showing off her barerear. Alarge finger touched her back, and ran down past her buttocks. She shivered abit, but heldfast until the Giantess was done examining her. The finger withdrew, and Lisastayedthere. “ can turn around now, Friday.” She said. Lisa turned around andbowed,causing Amber to giggle again. She folded her arms on the desk and rested herchin onthem, looking directly at the little girl. “Wow.....a tiny girl....I wonder whatyou weredoing in my shoe like that.” Her warm breath flowed pleasently over Lisa. Shethensighed. “I wish you could talk.” Lisa looked at the girls eyes, which seemed toshowoverwhelming longing for a companion, and bit her lower lip. Should she trusther? Lisaresolved herself. Yes. If she trusted her enough to touch her body like that,she wouldtrust her with her identity.

“I can.” Lisa said. Ambers' head lifted, shock filling her eyes. “You just neverasked.”“Oh...I mean.....I'm sorry.” She sighed “I assumed you couldn't. I'm sorry, I'veinsulted your intelligence.” the sadness in her eyes was almost heartbreaking.

“Uh.....”“I was trying to escape the hallway at school. I was near your locker and Ilikedyour feet.” Lisa said.

“Oh.” Amber said, looking down at her feet “They're nothing special. Why wereyou in the hallway? What are you? I mean......uh.....who. Who are you....

Part 7By Unsung HeroLisa stayed around with Amber for over a week. Amber made her a nice littlehabitat in a dresser drawer, seperated from her underwear. There was a small boxwith abig washcloth stuffed within. Amber fed her many times a day, and the two beganbeingclose. It seemed that people had been searching for her, but Lisa asked Ambernot to sayanything. Why bother going home? Her own Mother would probably use her as aninsoleor a professional massuese. She shuddered at the thought of her Mothercommanding herhigh above to massage her tired feet everyday after work,sleeping in a pair ofbrown flats,occasionally sleeping with her Mother in a sock or something so she couldcontinue themassuse duty there. Amber didn't ask for anything, except to talk. She and Amberwouldtalk all the time about things. Lisa was becoming quite fond of Amber, with herbeautifulvoice, and her large eyes, and those lips.......her touch was the softest andmost gentlething she had ever felt, it was like heaven to be held by her. Occasionally Lisawouldvolunteer to do things, like massage her feet. Amber was a member of the trackteam andwould come home in real pain sometimes, and Lisa would tell her to lie down onthe bed,listening to music, and let her massage her tired feet. She was begining tosuspect thatAmber was lying half the time about it, but she didn't care. Anything she coulddo forAmber was a good thing. Amber was becoming the most important thing to her. Hersmilewas wonderful to her, and she would do anything to get it. If Amber was sad(andshe wasquite prone to it), Lisa would near tears. One day, Amber came home, lookingsad. WhileLisa massaged her feet, Amber asked; “Friday.....? Why does everyone hate me somuch?”“What?!” Lisa asked “No one hates you.”“None of the guys talk to me......why?”“Wellllllllll......believe me, Amber, I hung out with a lot of them, and theydon'ttalk to you because they think you're perfect.”“What?” She asked, sitting up.

“It's true.” Lisa said “You're so beautiful, and smart, and sweet that all theguysthink they don't stand a chance.”“Oh.” Amber said.

“And to tell you the truth, they don't deserve you anyway.” Lisa said, pushingintoAmbers' sole and giving it a quick kiss. Lisa walked up to Ambers side, andlifted herhands, allowing Amber to wrap those soft fingers around her midsection and placeher intothe waiting open palm. Lisa kneeled and rolled over on the skin, nestling inplayfully.

“You really think so?” Amber asked.

“I know so.” Lisa said, sitting up “You are beautiful, and adorable, and justallaround perfect.” Amber looked at her with the sweetest face ever.

“You really think that?” Amber asked.

“Every minute of every day.” Lisa said, smiling a little. She blushed at thesentiment, feeling a little foolish. A tear rolled down Ambers cheek.

“How did I get so lucky to have you get on MY shoe?” Amber asked.

“I told you before, I liked your feet.” Lisa said. And the two sat theretogether,feeling close.


her palm, or massaging those lovely feet....smelling her breathe....but insteadher dirtyasshole brother was her new master. No use in denying it, she was his to use ashe deemedfit. He laughed. “I think you need to be taught a lesson as to who is in chargehere.....” heplaced her on the floor and lifted his foot on his heel. “Lick the dirt from mycleats!” hecommanded “Do a good job! Oh, and eat it! I don't want to feed you.” She did ascommanded, taking large bits of grass and mud into her mouth and swallowing,crying allthe time, trying to think of Amber, and her gentle voice. When she wasfinished,He tossedher onto the bed and removed his pants. “Time to go all the way, little ####.”he leapt ontothe bed and placed her on his penis. “Lick.” she did as commanded, obeying herMasterwithout question. Death did not appeal to her anymore then living life as hislittle sex toy.

After she finished that, he tossed her to the floor. “Well, it's been fun, butthis wasdefinetly a one night stand.” He lifted a foot above her “yeah....and one nightSTAND.”He laughed “Better pray to your God, me, that you go to heaven. I probably won'tburyyou though, maybe I'll flush you down the toilet like a goldfish. But if youpray, maybe Iwill bury you.” and his giant bare foot began to lower Part 10It was then the door burst open and Amber pushed him down. She reached down andgrabbed her and ran, locking herself in her room. Weeping, she looked Lisa overand over,examinging her.

“Oh,god...” Amber said, crying “You're covered in semen......he raped you.....”Lisa didn't answer, she just kept kissing her hands, worshipping her Goddess.

She hadprayed, but not to God, to Amber. Amber was her life now. She loved her. “I'm sosorry.....I need to send you home.” Lisa stopped and looked up.

“NO!” Lisa said “No..I want to stay with you. You!”“But, it's dangerous....”“I don't care!” Lisa said, crying out “I don't care if it's dangerous! I'm YOURSAmber. I want to be yours! You're my life! When you touch me, I feel like I'm inheaven.

I love you.....”“You love me?” Amber asked.

“More then myself..When Mark was going to kill me..... the only thing I couldthink of was you. I wasn't afraid to die under his feet, Amber. I just onlywished it wasyour feet. I love you more than myself, I worship you. You're the best friendI've everhad, the most wonderful human being ever, and I want to stay with you. If yousend meaway, you might as well give me back to Mark so he can step on me because Idon't wantto live a day without you. You're pefect. I'm in love with you.” Lisa said, andknelt downand kissed her palm. “Please love me.”“I love you....” Amber said, and kissed her fully. She hugged her to herself.

“Staywith me.....because I don't want to live without you, either.”..................

EpilougeIt's been a year since the Mark fiasco. Mark tried to tell about tiny Lisa, butwascommited soon after, freeing Amber and Lisa from his threat. Amber contactedMelodie,who visits Lisa often, even sometimes takes her to spend the night. The rest ofthe familyknows nothing about Lisa's whereabouts, and are starting to move on. Lisa andAmberare both immensly happy together, fully in love. Amber is going to college, andLisa isgoing with her. They plan to stay together forever, Robinson Crusoe and His manFriday,“except with a lesbian love affair” as Gal Friday would put it. They're Amberand her GalFriday.

And they lived happily ever after.