Ralph Meets Heather
Revenge of the Geek Gal
chapter 8
by
copier
· original author:
penslayer5
Heather sat in the darkness, her spirit nearly broken and her body curled in a fetal position. Today had been hell for her. The geek that had served as her punching bag for years had finally developed a backbone.
Somehow the little nerd had turned fiction into reality and created some sort of shrink ray. The idea was ludicrous, and yet her current situation couldn't be ignored. Edna "Geek Girl" McCoy had shrunk her.
At first she'd made her microscopic, invisible to the human eye. The sheer terror she experienced was on a completely different level. The ginger's flip flop was like an endless desert, it was all so surreal. Then there was Edna herself, a true blue giantess in ever sense of the word. Her foot alone was leagues above, and Heather would know considering how intimate she'd gotten with it.
She was too small to be crushed, which meant she had to endure being buried under miles off foot flesh. Constantly forced to endure the stick and sweaty skin, and the constant rise and fall. Not to mention the smell. Heather would never forget the pungent scent of Edna's foot for as long as she lived.
The torture didn't stop there however. Until the school day's end until she got home, Enda made sure to nearly shake Heather's new world apart by stomping her foot extra hard. The shrunken girl knew for a fact the redhead did this just to add insult to injury. It was almost hard to believe this was the same girl she took pleasure in bulling.
When she did get home however, there was no rest. Heather tried to run away after Edna used the ray on her again, but was stopped by the Titaness's colossal foot. Heather couldn't believe how insignificant she was. She couldn't even measure up to the geek's toes. She was then talked down to and forced to climb like some sort of bug. It was all just to humiliating.
Heather knew Edna was enjoying ever second of it too. After the humiliating climb the nerd had finally grown her back a little. She was no longer a bug, instead she was now a Barbie. A Barbie being hoisted up against her will and treated like a toy. She was a human being goddamn it!
Edna clearly didn't think so as she squeezed the life out of her and savagely brushed her scalp raw with her tainted hairbrush. Edna McCoy was a damn sadist and she was reveling in her suffering. Heather couldn't take it. She wanted this nightmare to be over. And why wasn't anyone breaking the geeks door down to rescue her!?
Her friends saw what she did. There were witnesses all around them in the hall, weren't there? So Why? Why wasn't anyone here to save her? Where were the police? Her parents? Her friends? Was anyone even trying? Did anyone even care?
Hot tears began to trickle down the former bullies face as she sat in the darkness.
She was all alone.
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"Finally." Ralph whined. Lockpicking Edna's doorknob took longer than expected. Oh well, at least now he'd be able to get his hands on those stink-bombs she was working on. There a few people he could think of that deserved a little payback.
Slowly he turned the knob and cracked open the door. The room was pitch black, save for the lava lamb she had plugged up. He never understood why Edna kept that old thing. It was the only thing their dad ever gave her that she kept. Everything else she either threw out or sold.
Putting his thoughts on that aside, he poked his head in and found his sister wrapped up in a blanket burrito, snoring. He smiled brightly. Edna was out cold. Feeling confident Ralph completely entered the space. He moved in close to Edna to see she had her earplugs in. He was in the clear.
Rubbing his hands together, Ralph began his search. "Alright stink-bombs... Where are you hiding?"
It wasn't the first he'd snuck into Edna's room. The first time he did was to "Borrow" something and nearly got caught. The second time he was more prepared, but not for what lied within her drawers. Needless to say, he didn't sleep that night. Eventually came to learn Edna's lab was in her closet. The very same closet he was invading right now.
Pushing aside hanging clothes he came across a small desk with boxes underneath. Normally the desk would be filled with nails or scraps of metal, but this time it wasn't. Instead there was this weird gun sitting there. It honestly looked like something out of one of his comic books. Not thinking twice about it pocketed it.
"Edna won't miss this, right?" Ralph asked himself. Her inventions normally backfired anyway. He continued to look around the closet for a little while longer before growing bored. Eventually he left the lab and re-entered the bedroom. Edna was still out. Ralph figured he might as well search her nightstands. After all there was no way he was going in her main drawers again. He shuddered. Anyone but Edna.
"Come on stink bombs, please be here." He whispered.
The first drawer had nothing in save for a few notebooks and a strange box. Ralph ignored the books and instead focused on the box. Was this where his big sis was hiding the goods? Gulping nervously, he opened the box and immediately slammed it shut. His face had turned a few shades red before he returned it to the drawer.
"I'm gonna need therapy."
So far there were no stink-bombs to be found. Maybe Edna really was just pulling his leg? Then that meant this was all just a huge waste of time. Crap! He then strode over to the other nightstand and prayed there was nothing else... unmentionable in there. Ralph took a deep breath... and opened the drawer.
What he saw was nothing. Just a doll. Disappointment was clear on his face. There were no stink bombs. Just a whole lot of nothing. Not even thinking twice about it he picked up the doll, only to hear it yelp. "Jeez. To think Edna still plays with dolls."
"I'm not a doll!" The Barbie shouted back.
Ralph's eyes widened and his jaw hung open. Did this toy just yell at him!? "Y-you talk!?"
Not fulling understanding what was happening at the moment, Heather spoke. "Yes I talk!"
Ralph couldn't process what was happening. All he did know was that a toy was talking to him. Without warning Heather found herself gripped tight by two hands as Ralph raced out of Edna's room and back into his own. He slammed the door shut and placed the doll down on his desk. He quickly flipped on the lamp and stared down at the shrunken person on his table.
"Alright. Talk!"
Somehow the little nerd had turned fiction into reality and created some sort of shrink ray. The idea was ludicrous, and yet her current situation couldn't be ignored. Edna "Geek Girl" McCoy had shrunk her.
At first she'd made her microscopic, invisible to the human eye. The sheer terror she experienced was on a completely different level. The ginger's flip flop was like an endless desert, it was all so surreal. Then there was Edna herself, a true blue giantess in ever sense of the word. Her foot alone was leagues above, and Heather would know considering how intimate she'd gotten with it.
She was too small to be crushed, which meant she had to endure being buried under miles off foot flesh. Constantly forced to endure the stick and sweaty skin, and the constant rise and fall. Not to mention the smell. Heather would never forget the pungent scent of Edna's foot for as long as she lived.
The torture didn't stop there however. Until the school day's end until she got home, Enda made sure to nearly shake Heather's new world apart by stomping her foot extra hard. The shrunken girl knew for a fact the redhead did this just to add insult to injury. It was almost hard to believe this was the same girl she took pleasure in bulling.
When she did get home however, there was no rest. Heather tried to run away after Edna used the ray on her again, but was stopped by the Titaness's colossal foot. Heather couldn't believe how insignificant she was. She couldn't even measure up to the geek's toes. She was then talked down to and forced to climb like some sort of bug. It was all just to humiliating.
Heather knew Edna was enjoying ever second of it too. After the humiliating climb the nerd had finally grown her back a little. She was no longer a bug, instead she was now a Barbie. A Barbie being hoisted up against her will and treated like a toy. She was a human being goddamn it!
Edna clearly didn't think so as she squeezed the life out of her and savagely brushed her scalp raw with her tainted hairbrush. Edna McCoy was a damn sadist and she was reveling in her suffering. Heather couldn't take it. She wanted this nightmare to be over. And why wasn't anyone breaking the geeks door down to rescue her!?
Her friends saw what she did. There were witnesses all around them in the hall, weren't there? So Why? Why wasn't anyone here to save her? Where were the police? Her parents? Her friends? Was anyone even trying? Did anyone even care?
Hot tears began to trickle down the former bullies face as she sat in the darkness.
She was all alone.
-----
"Finally." Ralph whined. Lockpicking Edna's doorknob took longer than expected. Oh well, at least now he'd be able to get his hands on those stink-bombs she was working on. There a few people he could think of that deserved a little payback.
Slowly he turned the knob and cracked open the door. The room was pitch black, save for the lava lamb she had plugged up. He never understood why Edna kept that old thing. It was the only thing their dad ever gave her that she kept. Everything else she either threw out or sold.
Putting his thoughts on that aside, he poked his head in and found his sister wrapped up in a blanket burrito, snoring. He smiled brightly. Edna was out cold. Feeling confident Ralph completely entered the space. He moved in close to Edna to see she had her earplugs in. He was in the clear.
Rubbing his hands together, Ralph began his search. "Alright stink-bombs... Where are you hiding?"
It wasn't the first he'd snuck into Edna's room. The first time he did was to "Borrow" something and nearly got caught. The second time he was more prepared, but not for what lied within her drawers. Needless to say, he didn't sleep that night. Eventually came to learn Edna's lab was in her closet. The very same closet he was invading right now.
Pushing aside hanging clothes he came across a small desk with boxes underneath. Normally the desk would be filled with nails or scraps of metal, but this time it wasn't. Instead there was this weird gun sitting there. It honestly looked like something out of one of his comic books. Not thinking twice about it pocketed it.
"Edna won't miss this, right?" Ralph asked himself. Her inventions normally backfired anyway. He continued to look around the closet for a little while longer before growing bored. Eventually he left the lab and re-entered the bedroom. Edna was still out. Ralph figured he might as well search her nightstands. After all there was no way he was going in her main drawers again. He shuddered. Anyone but Edna.
"Come on stink bombs, please be here." He whispered.
The first drawer had nothing in save for a few notebooks and a strange box. Ralph ignored the books and instead focused on the box. Was this where his big sis was hiding the goods? Gulping nervously, he opened the box and immediately slammed it shut. His face had turned a few shades red before he returned it to the drawer.
"I'm gonna need therapy."
So far there were no stink-bombs to be found. Maybe Edna really was just pulling his leg? Then that meant this was all just a huge waste of time. Crap! He then strode over to the other nightstand and prayed there was nothing else... unmentionable in there. Ralph took a deep breath... and opened the drawer.
What he saw was nothing. Just a doll. Disappointment was clear on his face. There were no stink bombs. Just a whole lot of nothing. Not even thinking twice about it he picked up the doll, only to hear it yelp. "Jeez. To think Edna still plays with dolls."
"I'm not a doll!" The Barbie shouted back.
Ralph's eyes widened and his jaw hung open. Did this toy just yell at him!? "Y-you talk!?"
Not fulling understanding what was happening at the moment, Heather spoke. "Yes I talk!"
Ralph couldn't process what was happening. All he did know was that a toy was talking to him. Without warning Heather found herself gripped tight by two hands as Ralph raced out of Edna's room and back into his own. He slammed the door shut and placed the doll down on his desk. He quickly flipped on the lamp and stared down at the shrunken person on his table.
"Alright. Talk!"
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