“Well this looks like the place,” you say to yourself as you stand outside the address you had received from your entertainment request.
You had taken a rideshare into the suburbs where it appeared you would be the entertainment for some girls sleepover tonight. You had always dreaded parties like this, definitely preferring being the entertainment for a group of women at a bachelorette party or baby shower but every once in awhile a mother would have the bright idea to have you entertain a group of younger girls. Of course you could always say no, but if parents were willing to pay a surcharge you figured a few hours of playing house couldn’t hurt.
However, this request was a bit strange. They asked you not to park near the house, not that you really could considering at your size you couldn’t drive yourself, and to knock on the backdoor. You had assumed it was simply to keep your attendance a surprise.
“Alright here goes nothing,” you say to yourself as you walk onto the property, heading towards the back gate.
The house was rather nice. A nice green front yard, 2 story home. You could see a few
Thankfully they had left it unlatched, allowing you to effortlessly push the gate open and walk into the backyard. In the backyard you saw a large pool beside what looked to be a giant pink playground with swings and even a slide! Scattered across the backyard were a variety of toys, from dolls to roller skates to teddy bears.
“Wow, looks like the kid might be a bit spoiled,” you whisper to yourself as you approach the backdoor.
You step up to the door and take out your phone. Another request they had asked of you was to not knock, but simply text them when you were at the door.
*I’m here* you type before pressing send.
Almost immediately you heard the sound of a phone dinging on the other side of the door. Not a second later the door swung open so fast you stepped back in surprise. Standing in the doorway was a young girl, about 8 years old. She was dressed in a pair of pink shorts and a pink shirt, her blonde hair pulled back into pigtails with a wide smile on her face!
“You really came!” she exclaimed in a hushed tone, “come on let’s get you up to my room!”
Before you could argue the girl had reached down and grabbed you from under your arms! She pulled you in close, forcing your face into her shirt as she pulled you in forcing your legs around her stomach! She kept one hand securely on the back of your head and the other on your butt before standing to her full height and rushing back into the house!
You tried to push away from her but it was no use as she effortlessly held you in place, your body bouncing against hers as she ran up the stairs of her home.
“No running in the house, Anna,” you heard the sound of a more mature feminine voice call out, no doubt the girls mother!
“Sorry Mommy!” The girl yelled back just as she entered her room and closed the door behind the two of you.
Once safely in the confines of her room the girl pulled you away from her chest, holding your body out at arms length as your legs dangled off the floor.
“Sorry about that little guy,” she said giggling, “I just had to make sure my mommy didn’t see you! Now we can get you ready for my slee-“
“No no wait stop,” you said, raising your voice a bit to interrupt the girl, “I understand that you’re excited to play, but I need to speak to your mother before we can.”
“Why would you need to speak to my mommy?” Anna asked, cocking her head to the side in confusion.
“Well, because she was the one that invited me here.”
“No she wasn’t silly,” Anna giggled, “I was.”
You go to say something but before you can Anna suddenly drops to the floor, crossing her legs and setting you on her lap. She adjust a bit as she reaches into her pocket and pulls out a smartphone.
“See lookie,” she says turning the phone around so you can see it.
At first you simply roll your eyes, thinking she’s playing some game. However, as you look at the screen you feel a sense of dread. The conversation you had been texting to confirm the event, payment, and instructions were all right there! Even the “I’m here” text you had sent less than a minute ago!
“Wait… I was texting you this whole time?” You ask.
“Of course silly.”
“So does your mom not even know I’m here?”
“No definitely not,” Anna said, “my mom loves babies so I thought she’d say yes for sure but said something about how icky boys are. So I decided to invite you myself!”
Your head was spinning as you realized how much trouble you were in! At this point you were basically trespassing and if the mother found out you were here you’d be in deep trouble!
“Now,” Anna continues, clearly unaware or uncaring to how she’s screwed you over, “the girls will be here for the sleepover soon so first things first, we gotta get you ready!”
Anna stood up and carried you across the room towards her…
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