Chapter #4You Are A Toy? by: Mr.Z   You look out the window and see the giant socks covered feet of your now huge sister approaching. Looking around the plastic house there is nowhere to hide. There is no furniture to hide or duck under in the living room, maybe the kitchen table could work but you highly doubt it. In your panic state, you do the only thing that comes to mind. You lay down on the floor, close your eyes and pray for a miracle. You hear the a latch on the wall be opened as the living room slides out from the house as your 11 year old sister's youthful face peers in like a billboard. Opening your eyes you see that a miracle did happen, you've grown at least 4 to 5 inches. You don't know how or have time to question it as you lay stiff as a board next to the blond girl doll on the floor. Alice picks you up in one hand and the Barbie in the other, you put on a fake smile and keep your eyes open to try and make her believe that you're a toy, this could be the greatest prank of all time and you don't want to waist the opportunity. You see that you are the same size as the other plastic toy which means you are now 8 inches. As you wonder why you had a sudden growth spurt, your mind is distracted by Alice's blue eyes staring at you.
"I don't remember this doll?" She says to herself as she inspects your form. You make sure to stare straight ahead and not change your expression all while trying to hide the rapid beatings of your heart as it races beneath your chest. As Alice stares at you, you stare back and can't believe how different everything looks at this size. Your cute kid sister now looks enormous, her titanic size terrifies you with how powerful she looks which contrasts with her adorable appearance. Your tiny eyes are taking in all of these details you are just now noticing, like how her cheeks are dotted with little freckles, her brown hair tied in pigtails on the sides of her head, and her two front teeth being way bigger than the others which gives you a view of them as her lips are slightly parted. All of this tells you that this mountain of a person is your harmless little sister Alice, but with you being the little one, she seems less cute and more daunting. "Well... you do seem familiar." She shrugs her shoulders, chalking it up to her having too many dolls to keep track of.
Alice lowers you down, you still can't believed you fooled her with this Toy Story routine. You see yourself rapidly lowered down towards the ground between her spread open legs. She is wearing pink pajamas with yellow stars across them. Seeing the big buttons on her shirt as you are lowered down but instead of hitting the floor, your face lands in her lap as she moves around the doll house to better play with it. You were about to move as this is a bad position to be in with anyone, especially your very under aged sister but then your face feels something soft and squishy underneath her pajama bottoms. It wasn't her pubic mound, it felt way softer and squishier than muscle. Like a warm watered bean bag chair that smells really salty. You shift yourself a little to fall over on your back, not getting your unaware companion attention as you look over to her lap, at your size you see two large lumps pushing against the thin pajama fabric that you wouldn't have noticed at your usual height. You also see a large lump above the two that stretches out over her left leg, it kind of looked like two round balloons with a long balloon above them. What could Alice possibly have in there? Whatever it is, your curiosity has to know and you're determined to play this game until you find out.
Alice's large hand picks you up and places you in front of the white door. "Honey, I'm back from work." Alice says making her voice sound low, no doubt speaking for you as her finger knocks on the front door, then opens it and floats you inside the house. "Hi Sweetie. I made your favorite." She says in a higher voice as the 11 year old moves the pink dress wearing Barbie towards you. "Kisses." Your sister makes kissing sounds and mashes your face into the plastic doll's, you fight to stay in character as the pointy nose jabs your cheek, then nose, then cheek again which is really testing your patients. The Barbie then 'walks' back to the oven and Alice then moves your hand forward and smacks the doll on the butt. You're surprised that your baby sister would play with her toys in such an adult way but maybe she just doesn't realize what she is doing with them. "Oh Sweetie, you're so naughty. If you wanna skip dinner, then maybe we can get you out of those clothes and into something more comfortable." You are dumbfounded by how fast this game of house is going. "You read my mind." Alice says for you in her macho voice. You aren't sure if you should end this prank now or play along. What to do?   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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