Ewa looked over Richard, watching his little chest rise and fall as he slept peacefully in his matchbox, the silence momentarily interrupted by a vibration from her phone. It was Bradley. “Hi Babe, I am going to be late getting in tonight, me and the boys from the warehouse are going for a few drinks” He spoke with the sound of industrial machines and lorrys loudly working in the background. Ewa looked at Richard. Should she tell Bradley? No, the less people who know the better she thought to herself, at least until he had recovered. “Okay Babe that`s fine” she replied “I`m going to be out early tomorrow as well, the other site is a bit short staffed so they have asked me to go up there and help out for a few days. They are putting me up in a hotel all expenses paid!” He boasted down the phone at her. Anger quickly bubbled up inside Ewa. “He cannot be serious? So, without notice I have to drop everything and look after Ana on my own!?” She ranted to herself in her mind, ignoring the babbling Bradley as he continued. Ewa had no plans to drop but that was beside the point. She prepared an angry verbal tirade but paused and contemplated for a moment. “This could be ideal” she thought. Bradley out the house means a few days looking after little Richard with no interruptions. “No worries hun, when you come home tonight sleep on the sofa if you are late okay?” She spoke with enthusiasm in her voice. “Oh..yeah. Are you sure?” Bradley asked, surprised at her happy acceptance. “Yeah of course, you can`t turn that sort of offer down!”. They chatted for a few more minutes before Ewa hung up. Once the call ended on her screen, she looked back to Richard who was stirring in his slumber. He stretched his tiny arms out and smiled at Ewa before wincing in pain. “Are you hungry?” she asked

“I am not a arghhh dolly arghhhh” Amy screamed out as she dangled upside down in front of the face of the giant girl. Her words unclear as she cried through the pain caused by the pressure of Anas fingers. “What was that dolly?” Ana shook the little girl up and down like a tiny rag doll. The onslaught of g forces usually only expected of fighter pilots surged through Anas body and within seconds she started to feel dizzy and vomited downwards, a tiny glob of spittle dropping onto Anas leg. “Ewwwwww, Naughty dolly”. The 3 girls watched on, their mortified eyes winced, barely able to keep looking. Isobel jumped up and down waving her hands to try and get the girls attention. Ana looked down whilst angrily wiping her trousers with her free hand to remove the offending little sludge of vomit. The little girl lowered her head to the gap into the roof. “What is it little dolly”. “We are not dolls! We need your help we are real people” Isobel screamed through the collapsed roof. Ana giggled innocently. “You can`t be people! You are too little”. “It is true! I promise you! You are hurting our friend. Can you put her down please”. Isobels voice changed to a calmer tone as she tried to reason with the gigantic child. Ana frowned back at her “You are my new dollies, not little people. I will put this one down if you come out to play nicely” she said pointing at the still screaming Amy. “Okay we will come out, Can you put her down first though please?” The girl nodded in acceptance to the request and slowly lowered the shaken Amy to the ground.

“Come on we need to get downstairs”. Abby was stunned “We can`t go out there, I am not playing dolls with that fucking giant little rat” she whispered softly but stubbornly. “Yeah, neither am I – this is stupid she could kill us” Tracey added with a little more fear in her voice “We have two choices, we either go outside or she grabs us and might kill us with those clumsy fat fingers. Your call?”. The two looked back at her and without response. They knew she was right. They clambered there way over bits of rubble and headed downstairs and towards the front door.

Ewa had moved herself and Richard into the kitchen and placed him on the kitchen counter next to her whilst she cooked up some pasta for her and Ana. “I bet you are used to better food than this!” Ewa joked over the sizzling sound of the cheap own brand pasta sauce “This is a long way from a michelin star restaurant” she added with a giggle. “Hey! I have not always had money – my favorite food is still my mums beans on toast!” Richard squeaked from the matchbox. Ewa exclaimed in a feigned shock and playfully flicked her wooden spoon out to add to the back and forth. A huge glob of red tomato pasta sauce flung towards Richard and splattered straight into him, knocking him down into a puddle of red. His body writhed and chocked on the warm tomato sauce. Ewa darted towards him and shouted apologies and profanities as she cursed herself for her carelessness. Her face hovered over Richard as she waited with bated breath for a sign he was okay. Richard burst out laughing, he looked up unable to stop his giggles. Ewa sighed and nudged the matchbox in mock frustration before laughing along with the pasta covered man.

Tracey, Abby and Isobel trudged out of the house like soldiers to a firing squad and were encountered by the huge legs of the massive toddler. Amy was near the giants right knee as she rolled around the floor trying to quell the pain in her ankle. “You all look so cute” Ana beamed down at them. Abby was furious, she could barely contain her embarrassment at ending up in this situation and she muttered swear words under her breath. Isobel stood tall giving her the appearance of confidence she did not feel as she looked up to the towering kid. “My name is Isobel, what`s yours?” she asked, maintaining her calming tone. Ana giggled again “My name is Ana little dolly. What are we going to play?”. Isobel winced in frustration, her tone became more insistent “We need your help Ana, we are in trouble. Is your mummy or daddy home?”. Ana frowned again “Yeah but she does not want to play. I think we should play house!” With that she jumped up and ran out of the room, returning within moments with a small plastic box. She plucked up Amy and deposited her in the box with the same style she had removed her from the house. Abby and Tracey both turned and ran back towards the house before a huge hand slammed down in front of them, the momentum of their speed leaving them to career in to the soft and spongy skin. They both screamed and wailed as the hand closed around them. The grip was firm but gentle, the fingers holding them in place before also depositing them into the box alongside Ana. Isobel watched the young girl snatch her friend and mother and pleaded with her one more time. As Ana reached for her final prize Isobel spoke with desperation dripping from her words. “Please Ana, we need help. Please….” Before she could finish Ana had scooped her up and placed her down alongside the 3 other mortified women

Ewa opened the fridge waiting for her sauce to thicken and grabbed a bottle of white wine. It had been a long day and she felt like she deserved a little drink. She placed the bottle next to Richard who was busy wiping his body with the kitchen towel he had been lying on. “I need this” she exclaimed. “Could I have some?” Richard asked. “Errrm I guess” Ewa hesitated, unable to work out the logistics of how that would work. “I guess I could pour some in the lid and you could sit in it? Like a white wine swimming pool!” She laughed. “Yeah sounds good” Richard responded with an enthusiasm that diminished once he looked at Ewas bemused reaction. “I mean, I don`t have to drink it all!” He added with a blush. Ewa laughed and poured a large amount into a glass before adding a few drops into the lid and placing it next to Richard. “I think ill need to help you” Ewa explained “The sides look a bit too tall, is it okay if i….?” she pinched her thumb and forefinger together a few times in thin air, showing the motion she would to gather Richard up. “Yeah that`s fine” Richard said gratefully before realizing he should maybe put up a little more of a fight. “As long as you don`t mind”. Ewa smiled “Let me know if I am squeezing to hard!”. She reached down and placed her thumb and forefinger at Richards sides, the width of her digits stretching across the bulk of his tiny body. She raised him up and was amazed at the complete lack of weight, she could have been picking up a piece of grass and dropped him into the lid as carefully as possible. Richard landed into the waist high wine and shrieked as the cold liquid flowed over his lower half. Ewa laughed at the little man’s struggles. Richard curled his body over and gulped a mouthful of the liquid and Ewa did the same from her glass, both gasping with pleasure. “Ana, time for dinner!”

The girls in the box fought against the turbulence and shaking as Ana skipped off to her room, their bodies violently flung from side to side. They tumbled into the wall of the clear plastic as well as each other. They were eventually lowered onto the floor of a new room that was covered from floor to ceiling in pink. “Let me show you my dolls house” Ana shouted not bothering to look down at her new toys. She pulled a large wooden dollhouse from the corner of the room and dragged it next to the tiny women. She opened the house by pulling the walls apart giving her a full view of each room. The girls were once again tumbled around as Ana raised them to the top floor before suddenly turning the box on its side leaving the girls to roll out onto the floor. Despite being a dollhouse the scale to the girls felt huge. The house must have been built for dolls at least 4 times the size of them. From the looks of the room they had been placed in the bedroom, fitted with a bed, cupboard and a male doll lying on its front in the corner. The women clambered to their feet and stood over the edge of the room staring at the girl. “Please Ana, we need help” Isobel again tried to plead at the young girl. “Who wants to be the mommy?” Ana asked not even acknowledging Isobel’s cries for help. She pointed at Amy “You can be Mommy” before whispering “You are my favorite”. She grabbed Amy from her sides and placed her on the cold plastic bed. “Here comes Daddy” Ana happily shouted before grabbing the male doll from the corner and hovering it above her a few inches from her face. The dolls lifeless eyes and creepy smile haunted the stricken Amy. Ana pursed her lips and created a kissing noise and shoved the doll into Amys face knocking her back into the plastic pillow that cradled under her head. Amy cried in pain, the hard plastic of the doll had battered into her face and left a stinging pain in her nose and blood dribbled down her chin. Ana yawned and placed the doll down onto the bed like he was going to sleep. “Time for bed little doll, you need to cuddle up to daddy”. Amy looked at Ana who insistently nodded over to the huge doll lying motionless beside her. She looked back at the monstrous child and cringed with embarrassment. Humiliation seeped through her aching body. She turned over and reluctantly clutched the cold plastic arm of the massive doll and pushed her body into his hollow torso.

Abby watched the playful child toy with Amy and fumed. She could not believe the embarrassment, the shame of being toyed with by some bratty little girl. She was becoming even more tired of Isobel’s pandering to this little shit. After Amy began cuddling up to the doll, she took it upon herself to make a stand. Pushing past Isobel she moved to the front of the trio and addressed Ana. “Hey little girl!”. Ana looked inquisitively towards the squeaky shouts of the little lady. “This stops now! We are not dolls that you can just play with! You need to listen to us and get us some fucking help. Now!” Abby huffed and stamped her foot on the floor at the end of her shouts. The words sat on the air for a moment before Tracey piped up from behind her “Yeah. For fuck sake we are people. Get us out of this shitty dollhouse and take us to the police”. Ana`s face scrunched up and tears formed in her eyes at the sudden attack. Isobel muttered in disbelief at the two from behind “For fuck’s sake, why have you done that? She is our only chance!”.

“Stop shouting at me little dolls!” Ana wailed out and slammed her fist onto the carpeted floor, the boom vibrating through the walls of the dollhouse almost knocking the girls off their feet. It was a real realization of the power that the young girl possessed over them. Their fragility and puny size never more evident, specifically for Abby and Tracey who now deeply regretted their outbursts. “You two are naughty little dolls! When I am naughty my mummy shouts and makes me go into time out”. She stopped for a second in thought. Without notice her left hand darted for Abby who barely had time to react before Anas fingers grabbed at her hair and yanked her upwards. The pain was excruciating for Abby as she dangled in front of the face of Ana. She screamed in pain feeling as though her scalp would rip away from her skull. Her leg flailed wildly as Ana addressed her. “You are like a little crying baby! So, you can stay where the baby stays”. Her body was moved and lowered into the bottom half of the room, and she was placed inside what looked like a large plastic prison. Ana released her from her grip, and she landed with a thud on the cold purple floor. She rubbed her head desperately to try and alleviate the pain. Looking up she stared into the lifeless face of a plastic baby. Looking around she realized she was trapped inside a crib. Not only a crib but a doll baby crib. The indignity. Abby cursed upwards again screaming to be let out. This was not something she could stomach. For years she was the bully, the one who looked down on others. Now she sat in a little brat’s toy crib with no escape, staring into the eyes of a plastic baby that was still slightly bigger than her. The fear she had was gone and replaced with humiliated fury. “The more you cry little baby, the more you stay in the crib”.

Ana looked up and back towards Tracey who was stood mouth agape. Her hand once again darted towards the doll’s house and grabbed the older woman, this time by the ankle. She was also dangled in front of the inquisitive face of the massive toddler. “You are a baby as well so you can go in their 2”. Tracey screamed and begged the girl to put her down. She seemed much less resilient than the younger Abby. Within seconds Tracey was lowered down directly on top of Abby who she landed on with a thump. “You seem a lot nicer” Ana spoke to Isobel. Before she could continue, she heard her mother shouting her from downstairs letting her know her tea was ready. “Oh no” Ana sighed. “I have to go downstairs now. You can sleep in the crib as well, but I will be nice to you”. Ana hovered her hand to the edge of the doll house and nodded for Isobel to jump on. Isobel hesitated for a moment, Ana giving her a kind smile back in reassurance. Isobel jumped down the short distance and landed softly into Anas chubby hand. She was deposited safely into the crib without the clatter of falling on top of either of the girls. “You can come downstairs with me though mommy” Ana said to Amy who was hoisted up from the bed and deposited in the denim pocket of her dungarees. With a skip and a jump Ana was away and downstairs.