Tricked & Treated Part 13

Sophie couldn't accept this.

The playpen-prison awaited her and despite her resistance, there was nothing she could do to halt Lia's approach. With each step, her grip on the woman tightened - a stark contrast to the demands to be let go she had been shrieking just moments before.

"No-no-no! Please! Fuck! Fuck!" Sophie cried, her tone was losing its confidence and its anger by the second.

"Where did you learn that awful language, Sophie?" Teased the witch. "Would you hold still?" 

The seemingly giant woman had more than a handle on the dwindled girl but Sophie still had enough size to force Lia to use some of her strength to tame the bucking brat. In order to find a bit more control, the witch whispered a command and her wand vanished from her grip, sealed away in a convenient pocket-dimension. Smiling, she peeled the shrunken blonde from her hip and quickly set her much larger hands beneath her arms.

Sophie tried to lock her feet on the edge of the playpen's rim, but her frilly socks betrayed her, finding no purchase. The college student slapped at Lia's arms, balling one of her fists and slamming it against her tormentor in a futile attempt to find freedom. Yet the force barely seemed to amuse the giant woman. The shrunken girl thrashed, her hair spilling from its styling, lending the panicking, infant sized adult a far more dishevelled look.

In barely a moment, Sophie felt her legs kicking at the air, her eyes darted downward to the cell that awaited her, gasping at the sight. "Please! No!" She repeated.

Lia didn't even respond, lowering Sophie beyond its rim and unceremoniously dropping her - letting her tumble onto her padded behind. The partygoer turned shrunken woman let a less than ladylike grunt press past her lips.

Her eyes frantically darted all around her, taking in her surroundings. Tall metal slats now loomed over the college student on all sides. The tall, stunning blonde that had entered the home in her alluring witch costume, was now trapped inside a playpen, the size of an infant, and dressed as one!

"There. Now, isn't that better? You can get up to far less trouble in there." Lia said, proudly admiring her prize. "Now, don't go anywhere, I have check on the other little bub." She laughed softly, menacingly.

Sophie clambered to her knees, inching forward, unable to close her legs as she would thanks to the embarrassing garment she wore. "Hey! Come back! Let me out! Please! You... you can't do this! I'm... I'm..."

Lia raised a finger. "'Not a baby.' I know, I've heard it before, sweetie. Mummy doesn't choose favourites so you sit tight, and I'll be right back..."

Sophie watched the towering woman vanish around the hall, the sound of panic emanating in the distance. What was she going to do?!

Meanwhile... a few moments ago...