Playing House Part 2

Cassie was speechless.

This couldn't be happening. This couldn't be real. She had to have fallen asleep and be stuck in some bizarre nightmare, and yet... 

The woman could feel her body retreating inward, she could feel the fabric of her once fitting garment spilling over her body, she could feel her feet vanishing beneath the hem of her dress which crumpled like an accordion around her. The babysitter abandoned any hope of keeping the straps of her dress in order and instead pressed the thin fabric to her body, holding it in place as best she could. There was no denying what had happened - Cassie had shrunk!

But how? The terrifying truth of it all was that Mariah had to be behind it! She had confessed as much, which meant that this brat knew... magic?! Cassie felt dumber for even considering that as a possibility, but she had no other explanation for what had just happened!

As Mariah stood to her full size, Cassie's jaw dropped. There was no way she could be that big! The babysitter understood though - it was actually that Cassie was just that small.

"There." The younger girl said, her tone was satisfied. "That should do it. You look much cuter now."

Cassie blinked, she was fixed in place, but only realized that the shrinking sensation seemed to have stopped.

"M-Mariah..." The older woman stammered, swallowing nervously. "I... I don't know whats going on but... but this is..." Cassie decided she would try to assert herself. "This is... so... not okay, I..."

Mariah simply watched as the babysitter tried to reclaim her suddenly dwindled authority, her expression appeared entirely unintimidated.

"You're clearly a... very special girl so... you're going to turn me back right now and I won't tell your mother about this..." Cassie lied.

Mariah pondered the words of her tiny babysitter. "Nah-uh, Cassie. You're going to play house with me, and then I'll fix you."

A part of Cassie was relieved that being turned back was even an option! She winced under the words of the enormous brat though - what choice did she have? If she ran she'd likely trip over her own dress, or she'd be completely naked even if she did get out the room, her phone was all that way back in the guest room too. As well, whats to say that Mariah couldn't just make her smaller? Or turn her into a mouse?! Fear rose in the face of this overwhelming unknown, she had no idea what Mariah was capable of.

Cassie scrunched her face for a moment. "Fine! Fine. Yes, okay. Lets play." The babysitter knew she was at least smarter than this brat, so if it all it took was a bit of playing to get out of this mess, that was likely a steal. "It was..." Her stomach churned. "'House', right? Lets play right now then."

Mariah grinned. "What? Silly girl. Now's not the time for playing - its way past your bedtime."

Cassie's eyes widened. "Mariah! Lets play now, I p-promise it will be fun!" The babysitter felt shame and embarrassment rising in her.

Mariah just shook her head. "No way, baby." Cassie's expression grew dark at that, as the brat continued. "Especially since you've been extra naughty and been going through Mummy's clothes. That thing is way too big for you. Now, you're going to go to bed and if you're a good girl, we can play in the morning."

Cassie stammered over her words, trying to protest, her heart sunk as she realized how limited her options were. This couldn't be happening. Was she about to be sent to bed by the brat she was supposed to be babysitting?!

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Don't fret, my lovelies - Not A Toy is still my pride and joy, but it seemed like you folks enjoyed the previous entry of this I decided to continue it. I don't imagine this will be a long series, and I'll just come to it whenever I feel like. Not A Toy posts will be continuing in May! <3