"There," the girl said, holding up her shrinking ray gun. "Now do you believe that my invention works?"

Her mother looked down at herself and up at the giant room around her. "You... you shrank me!"

"And you said it was impossible," the girl replied.

Her mother looked up at the girl with fury in her eyes, but the fury was replaced by alarm when her mother noticed their relative sizes. Her mother was the size of a doll now, and the girl was a towering giant compared to her.

Still, the woman's fury was too strong to be defeated by simply shrinking her. She stood up and scolded the girl. "You turn me back to normal right now, missy, or I'll ground you for the next month," she said.

The girl just looked down at the doll woman with a wry smile on her lips, not feeling threatened at all. "No," she replied.

Her mother clenched her tiny fists and said, "What did you say?"

"You heard me. I said, 'No.' I won't turn you back to normal right now."

"Oh," her mother said. "You are going to be in so much trouble when your father comes home."

"Maybe," the girl said. "Or, maybe not. I might just stuff you in my old toy box and say that you left home on foot and never returned. It would be so easy now," she said, edging her foot closer to the doll woman. "No one would ever find you. Dad would fill out a missing persons report. The police would search all over for you, never thinking to check in my toy box. Eventually, they would declare you dead. Dad would be sad. I would have to pretend to feel the same way, but I don't think that would be much of a problem."

Her mother looked up at her, aghast. "Are you crazy?" she said. "How could you even say something like that. I am your mother."

"Step-mother," the girl corrected the doll woman. "You're not my real mom. My dad cheated on my real mom with you."

"We've talked about this," her mother... her step-mother said. "I had no idea he was married."

"That didn't stop you from marrying him after the divorce, though."

"It's not that simple. You see-"

"Then, my real mom died. She got sick and died, and I had to come live with the two of you."

"I treated you like my own daughter. I always did."

"No, you treated me like an annoyance that you had to live with." Her foot edged closer. "You never loved me."

"I-"

"That's fine, because I never loved you either." She lifted her foot. "Step-mother," she said as she gently planted her foot on top of the doll woman, knocking her over and pressing her to the cushion.

Her step-mother cried, "Ah, get off of me!"

"How does it feel to be stepped on, step-mother?"

"It hurts! Get off me!"

"Say please," the girl said, pressing harder.

"Please!" the doll woman cried.

"Say you're sorry."

"I'm sorry! Please let me go!"

The girl lifted her foot, and the doll woman sat up again, feeling dirty from having the girl's smelly foot on top of her.

The girl set her foot down in front of the woman. "Kiss it," she ordered.

"What?" her step-mother said. "No! I won't-"

"Kiss it if you want me to turn you back to normal."

The doll woman hesitated, but finally gave in and gave a quick peck on the top of the girl's foot. "There," she said. "I did it. Turn me back to normal."

"Remove you clothes," the girl ordered.

"No," the doll woman said. "I'm not taking off my-"

The girl lifted her foot again and the doll woman said, "Wait! Wait! Fine! I'll do it." The girl set her foot down to the side as the doll woman took of her shoes and removed her shirt and skirt. She hesitated a moment when she was down to her underwear, but the girl just lifted her foot again, and the doll woman removed her underwear as well.

"Lick my toes," the girl said, presenting her foot to the naked doll woman

Her step-mother did not protest this time. She got onto her knees and gagged a moment at the smell. Then, she began to lick the disgusting giant toes in front of her as the girl watched and smiled.

When the girl was satisfied by the doll woman's level of humiliation, she said, "Enough."

Her step-mother immediately stopped licking and backed away from the girl's foot.

"Beg me," the girl said.

"I beg you to turn me back to normal," her step-mother replied, getting on her knees and holding her hands together.

"Compliment me."

"You are a genius and a beautiful person."

"Worship me."

"You..." the doll woman searched for the right words. "You are my goddess. I worship you, oh great one," she said raising her hands to the air to praise the titanic girl in front of her. "Please! Please, return me to my normal size."

The girl pointed the shrinking ray gun at her step-mother and rested a finger on the trigger. The doll woman waited for the transformation, happy to be going back to normal.

But then, the girl said, "No."

"What?" the doll woman said, letting her arms fall.

The girl lowered her gun and said, "I won't return you to your normal size."

"What do you mean?" her step-mother said, frantically. "I did everything you asked. I'll do it again. Anything you want. Please, turn me back!"

"I should be clearer," the girl said. "You see. It's not that I won't turn you back. It's that I can't."

"Why?"

"This is a shrink ray," the girl explained, lifting up the gun again. "It only shrinks things. It doesn't make them bigger."

"But..." the doll woman said. "You said you would turn me back to normal. You said you would make me normal if I did those disgusting things."

"I said you should do those things if you wanted me to turn you back to normal. Clearly, you proved you wanted it, but I never said I would or even could do it."

The doll woman began to cry. "You mean I'm stuck like this? Forever?"

"Yes," the girl said. "You are, but don't worry. I'm sure someone will pay me a fortune for my invention. I could even use you as proof that it works. After that, none of us will have to work again, and I can buy you all the doll clothes you need."

The doll woman just cried, mourning the life she had lost and fearing the new one she was facing.

The girl gently petted the woman's head and said, "Cheer up, my darling doll mother. Your goddess daughter will always care for you. Believe me."