Katherine froze as the colossal form of her daughter pushed open the door. Katy suddenly became aware of how much her mouth was gaping open and how dry her tongue was as the young girl stepped cautiously into the room, her eyes scanning left and right, searching for her normal-sized mother. But Katy was anything but normal-sized. This was only further emphasized by the booming sound each footfall made on the ground, each rumble combined with a small little shake of the floor.

Katy contemplated her next move. Should she call out to Sara? After all, the giant child could easily carry her mother downstairs and help her reach the antidote on the kitchen counter. Or...should she hide? At least for now. Frankly, the closer her daughter loomed, the more frightened Katy felt. It wasn’t a conscious decision...more like some primal force at the back of her brain telling her that she needed to avoid the gigantic predator slowly approaching.

Before she could choose either, her daughter’s eyes fell toward the ground and stopped on the form of her tiny, naked mother. Sara squinted, not sure what she was seeing...but a moment later, her eyes went wide. She bounded over, her previously loud footfalls now thunderous as she closed the gap with impossible speed. To Katy, Sara seemed so gigantic and big, and in her brain, she could not contemplate how something that huge could move so quickly. And with that...Katy lost the conscious battle, turning and running as fast as she could, screaming at the top of her lungs which, in actuality, sounded like nothing more than the squeaking of a tiny trapped animal. As if to complete the comparison, Katy soon felt a pressure around her waist as large, thick fingers wrapped around her waist...and a moment later, she was lifted into the air. Her tiny feet dangled and thrashed, trying to find purchase with the ground, but she felt nothing but air. Up, up, up she went, her stomach dropping as she rose into the air for what seemed like forever.

“MOMMY?!” came a booming voice from behind her, and Katy quivered under the sheer volume. Slowly, she pulled at the gigantic fingers wrapped around her torso, rotating herself around so she could face her captor. The gigantic, shocked face of her daughter greeted her, and Katy could barely get out her reply.

“Y...yes sw...sweetie,” she stammered in a ridiculously high voice that she refused to believe was her own.

“MOMMY, HOW YOU GET SO SMALL?!” Sara practically screamed.

Katy held her hands over her ears.  “Pl...please, Sara…...indoor voice….mommy’s ears……”

Sara looked guilty a moment then said, softer, “Sowwe momma. How you get so small?”

Katy looked up at the innocent face of her gigantic daughter again. Her heart was still pounding a mile a minute, but Katy was starting to gain a little control over her primal reactions to the situation.

“Sara…mommy shrunk small because the doctor at the playdate factory gave Mommy a potion. She drank it and now I'm small.”

Katy let that sink into her daughter’s mind for a moment. She could see Sara using her memory, trying to contemplate the situation. She was about to continue when Sara’s eyes lit up bright and she said excitedly:

“Mommy’s small! Like...like a mommy doll! Just like we said! You got small for my birthday!!!”

Katy's mouth dropped own and she lifted her hands.

“N-no, Sara, mommy needs your help to…”

But Sara was already going on. “Mommy is my birthday present! You’re going to live in my doll house, and you can meet all the other dolls. We will have a tea party and you can ride in the little car…..”

The whole time she went on, Katy could feel her shaking with excitement over the prospect. As Katy stared up into the glistening, joyful eyes...she could not help but feel her resolve falter. Sara was so happy to have her shrunken mom as a toy for the day...could she really take that away from her now?

So...swallowing they lump in her throat, Katy forced a little smile.

“...y...yes, Sara. I’m your little dolly today. Let’s go and play.”

As if those were the magic words, Sara squealed with excitement, and in the next moment, Katy felt the world rushing by her as she was carried from the room, still clenched in the fist of her giant child. Everyday objects that she’d passed countless times whizzed by in a gigantic rush as the air gusted against Katy’s face. Sara bounded down the hall all the way to the playroom. As Katy entered the familiar setting, it nonetheless seemed like a world from a dream: one filled with vaguely recognizable objects of incredibly unrecognizable size.

Sara continued to carry her tiny mother until they reached the corner of the room where Sara kept all her doll things. Katy was thrust into the open back of her child’s dollhouse, where the fingers finally let her go. Katy was disoriented for a moment...suddenly surrounded by furniture, doors and windows that were all the proper size for once...only to be juxtaposed to the view her titanic daughter who was now rummaging through a massive shoebox. Katy shivered, feeling colder without the warmth of her daughter’s hand. She opened her mouth to speak, but was unable to say anything before Sara whirled around.

“Ooh, Mommy...I think this would look cute on you!” she giggled excitedly as she thrust an ugly purple top and a pair of jeans at Katy. The little mom blushed as she took the clothes...soon realizing that they were FAR too big for her.

“S...Sara, these clothes are too big for mommy. I’m too small for the Barbie clothes….”

Sara looked at her a moment, then smiled and took back the clothes.

“Okie mommy! Other doll clothes then!”

Sara blushed. There was something highly embarrassing about having her five year old daughter picking her outfits, and DOLL outfits at that. Katy also finally determined that she was definitely smaller than Barbie size. Seeing as the dollhouse seemed to be about the right scale for he...actually, maybe a bit smaller...she guessed she was probably around six inches tall.

Sara turned around again and in her hand she held the pinkest, shiniest, frilliest dress in her entire collection. Katy’s mouth dropped open and she shook her head.

“No Sara, I’m not wearing that!”

Sara pouted. “But Momma...you promised!”

Katy felt guilty as the look on her daughter’s face tugged at her tiny little heart. So Katy sighed and nodded. Sara clapped her hands with joy.

“I’ll help dress you!”

Before Katy could protest, Sara’s huge hand grabbed her midsection again and she was spun around. The scratchy fabric descended over her head moments later, blocking her vision as she felt giant fingers forcing her miniature arms into the sleeves of the dress. Katy squeaked in protest, but to no avail. With one last tug, the skirt was tugged down Katy’s body and Sara snapped the Velcro on the back into place. Katy had to take a moment to catch her breath, falling down on her little behind...dizzy from the sudden assault.

Sara in the meantime was giggling and clapping her hands.

“Oh Mommy! You are SO CUTE! Wait here!” she yelled as she got up and bounded out of the room, her feet pounding down the hall.

Katy took a moment to orient herself. The uncomfortable fabric scratched at her skin all over, and her little legs and feet poked out from beneath the skirt of the unsightly dress. She stood a moment and ruffled the skirt...blushing a little to herself. Peering around the dollhouse, she wandered through one of the doors and into the living room, where a sofa and tv stand had been placed. She started to feel a bit funny: dizzy, disorganized. Everything looked cheap and unusable...but it was all just her size. It was like being in a cheap model home. She gripped the stairwell in the back and ascended to the second floor, making her way down the hall, ignoring the gaping opening to her left. To the right was her bathroom, complete with tub. Straight ahead was her bedroom. She was very tired...maybe she should take a nap.

“N...no!” Katy said, shaking her head. Her head swam and she had to lean against the wall to keep from falling over when she heard the booming again, watching the giant form of her daughter approach, holding Katy’s equally large smart phone.

“Stand up straight Mommy!” the little girl giggled, holding the phone up, the camera pointed at Katy. Katy did what was asked of her and before she realized what was going on:

“Cheeeeeese!” Sara yelled at her.

FLASH!

Katy was blinded as the picture was taken. Sara tapped at the phone a moment and giggled, turning the screen to Katy.

“Cute Mommy Dolly!” she happily announced.

Katy looked at the picture of her, shrunken and tiny in the dollhouse and wearing the pinkest, “foofy-est” dress that her child owned. She felt her cheeks burning red. Never in her life had she been this embarrassed and now there was a picture of her shame? It was almost too much. She had to put her foot down.

“S...Sara...honey...I need you to listen to Mommy. I need your help to get big agai-”

That’s when Katy heard a voice in the distance. She couldn’t quite make it out, but it was definitely coming from downstairs. Sara seemed to perk up immediately.

“Yay!” the little girl cheered, standing up and bounding out the room again. Katy was left alone again, shrunk and speechless in the dollhouse.

The first thing she tried to do was take off her dress. She pulled and pulled at the scratchy garment...but it was stuck tight thanks to the Velcro in the back. Katy reached back and grasped at the large Velcro straps, struggling at the coarse, plastic connectors with her tiny fingers. But she just couldn't get a good grip on it, partially because of the awkward positioning, and partially because her fingers were just too small and weak to budge it.

She gave up, falling to the ground with a sigh and trying hard not to pout. She was still shaking from how quickly everything had transpired: the shrinking, being found, being taken to the room, and being roughly dressed. She needed this moment to think; to reorient herself. The pills were still downstairs. Someone had come into the house...most likely Elisa. She needed to get downstairs and to the pills, and that meant getting off her bum and down those doll stairs and across the house at her fractional size.

Katy stood up and smoothed out her dress...blushing a little. She headed down the dollhouse stairs and out the open back. Peering down, she gauged the distance to the floor and, hanging over the edge, she dropped down, landing lightly on her feet. Turning around, she gasped at the view of the playroom from her angle. Giant legos, balls, puzzles and stuffed animals littered the floor, each one now a sizeable presence in her little world. She wandered past a stuffed bear that was big enough to fully encompass her tiny doll body, glad that the creature was bereft of life. She stepped over giant legoes, which actually took a degree of effort. She was finally nearing the door when she heard the thumping down the hall. It was heavier than Sara’s...much heavier. She squeaked and ran over toward the bed, pressing herself between the post and the wall, trying to make herself even smaller than she was. The absolutely colossal form of Elisa entered the room, looking left and right.

“Katherine?” she called, looking confused, “Are you up here?”

Katy didn’t give it a second thought. At last, an adult had arrived who could help her out of her situation! She wasted no time running forward and jumping up in the air, shouting, “Elisa! I’m here! Down here Elisa!” Katy heard her tiny voice squeaking, but it worked as the movement caught the giantess’s eye. She turned her head and her eyes went wide. Elisa’s mouth dropped open in disbelief and Katy watched as the giant nanny took a few booming steps toward her in her bare feet.

“K...Katy?!” Elisa said, incredulously. “Is that you?”  Katy felt like she could cry. She squeaked, “Yes! Yes it’s me! Oh thank goodness!”

Elisa kneeled down, bringing her huge face close to her tiny employer.

“How did you...what did...how did this happen?”

Katy explained to her about the home test product from Petite Play Inc. She told Elisa how something had obviously gone wrong, and she’d shrunk too small and had been used as a doll by Sara (who was apparently enjoying a snack at the moment).

“There are antidotes, but I can’t reach them! So I need your help.”

Elisa, still incredulous, nodded nonetheless.

“Of course Katy. I know you were just trying to be good to Sara, but this is too much. Tell me where the pills are and I’ll get them for you.”

Katy breathed a sigh of relief.

“They’re on top of the counter in a small bottle, next to the pitcher of the shrinking drink I made.”

Elisa’s expression changed suddenly from one of determination to one of confusion...then slowly changed to one of shock. Katy was unsure what to make of the sudden change...when she noticed that the giant woman before her was looking a little less...gigantic than she had a couple moments ago.

“D...did you say the pitcher on the counter was the...shrinking drink?” Elisa asked, her voice sounding just a tiny bit higher.

Katy’s mouth dropped open. “Elisa, you didn’t…”

But the woman was already dwindling before her. Her shirt began to loosen, pushing the sleeves over her arms as her feet receded into her pant legs. As her shirt and bra came down, exposing her perky nipples, Elisa blushed, covering her chest the best she could. It was to no avail as the woman was shrinking quickly. Katy watched as the giantess shrank...and shrank...all the way down to her own height...and farther! Katy ran forward toward the pile of clothing, hearing small squeaks from underneath the heavy top. She pulled back at the fabric, and there was Elisa, staring up at her. She looked smaller, but not by much. Katy helped her to her feet and confirmed it. If Katy was about 6 inches...Elisa was around 5. The tiny latina blushed and continued to cover herself. Katy held her close nonetheless.

“I’m sorry Elisa...I didn’t mean for this to happen. I shouldn’t have left the solution out! Arg!”

The moment was soon shattered as the sound of feet coming up the stairs filled the hall. Soon, the owner of those feet showed her gigantic, 5-year-old self at the door. Sara scanned the room a moment before setting her eyes on the two little women on the floor.

“Yay! TWO dollies!”