"Ow!" yelled Guy as he stepped on another piece of glass, this time with the other foot. "Ow, fuck! Someone help me get this damn thing out!"
"Oh you poor child!" exclaimed a kindly looking old Chinese lady. "Why on earth aren't you wearing any shoes?"
"I don't have any," Guy said.
She clucked her tongue. "You mean those young hoodlums stole them. Here, let me help you." She helped Guy hop a few feet away and sit down on the edge of a planter. She looked at the foot. "Oh, this looks painful, but give me a moment. Wait here, please?"
Guy nodded, in pain and afraid. The little old lady went off into the crowd but returned a minute later with a roll of guaze and a jar of ointment. "Here, see?" She pointed to the Chinese characters on the side of the jar. "This says 'Great Foot Cream.' I explained the situation and the officer in charge let me take a jar from the shop. I don't know this brand, but we'll need to get something on this or else you're going to get tetanus. Have you had a tetanus shot lately?"
Guy nodded dully. "Yeah, a couple years ago."
"Good," she said, removing the splinter of glass and then smearing the ointment over his feet, paying careful attention to all the cuts and abrasions. Finally she just emptied the entire jar over both, wrapping them both in guaze. "Now," she said, "let me get you to my car and take you home. You shouldn't be walking like this and you need to rest."
"But..." Guy protested. But he needed to get big again! Mr. Yuan had turned him into a little kid!
"No buts," the old lady said. "Where do you live?"
She wasn't taking no for an answer, so finally Guy told her and let her take him home. At least she didn't follow him in, but did wait until he hobbled in the door.
His feet hurt and he was a tiny immature freak. Guy lay down on the couch and cried himself to sleep, feeling like a complete baby.
He woke up to intense pain in his feet, feeling like they were being squeezed to death, and then gasped in shock. His feet, which had formerly shrunk along with him, were now big again, but far bigger than they'd been. Far bigger than any man's except maybe some freaky basketball player.
He tore the bandages off then breathed a sigh of relief as his immense feet uncurled from the cruel Chinese foot binding, even bigger than he'd thought.
Guys stood up. It was like standing on flippers, but all of the cuts and scrapes had been healed. It's just that his feet were now immense. He compared them to his old shoes but there was no way that he was wearing those now, they were just too small.
How big were his feet anyway?