Sara then put her hand around the little toy. Her chubby fingers enveloped the tiny woman's waist and - mistaking Kelly for a squeeze toy - she squeezed.
All the air was forced out of Kelly's lungs as she tried to push the fingers away from her midsection. Kelly let out a little groan at one point, delighting the toddler, who pushed further in. Kelly's face was blue at this point; she was close to blacking out. All of a sudden, Sara dropped her new toy and Kelly went tumbling towards the ground, which from the shrunken woman's perspective was about ten feet.
As soon as she was released, Kelly sucked in as much air as she could while she continued to plummet. She hit the bottom of the playpen with a thud and groaned again. Kelly looked down at her stomach and saw a huge bruise where the toddler had been squeezing. She stood up painfully, her hand clutching her midsection.
All of a sudden, Kelly saw the giant body of her cousin lurch forward in an attempt to pick her up again. Kelly dove out of the way as the baby crashed down next to her. The shrunken woman got up and ran away, trying to find a suitable exit before Sara could reach her again.
Kelly soon reached the wall of the playpen. She looked up and saw that it was made out of cloth, with the material crossed together, forming a rope-ladder of sorts. With this being the only way out, Kelly began climbing, hoping that Sara wouldn't stand back up and see her. As Kelly got about halfway up the playpen, she could feel a large hand grab her by the ankle.
Suddenly the hand snapped backwards, sending Kelly flying in the opposite direction. She landed on top of one of the toddler's teddy bears, about twenty or thirty feet away from Kelly's perspective. She shook her head a few times to get her bearings again. But before she could get up and run away again, Sara's hand was right above her, ready to pick her up again.
The toddler succeeded and squeezed the midsection of Kelly once more, causing the 13-inch girl to cry out in pain. Suddenly, her air was being constricted again. She knew it was no use, but Kelly again tried to pry the humongous fingers of Sara off of her body.
They wouldn't budge an inch.
Above her the toddler laughed, amused at the toy's attempt to try to free itself. Sara then released her grip on the toy and Kelly greedily breathed in as much oxygen as she could. Within a few seconds, however, Kelly was in the same position again, gasping for air. The lucky thing for her, however, was that this time instead of keeping her stomach compressed for long periods of time, Sara would squeeze her new toy for a few seconds then release it, delighted at the wheezing sound it produced each time. Over the next few minutes this continued, with Kelly's air continually being forced out only to be replenished a few seconds later.
Soon though Sara grew tired of her new toy and, noticing another one of her toys in the corner of the playpen, tossed Kelly over her shoulder so she could retrieve it. Kelly landed against the same teddy bear as before. But this time the force was too great. Kelly bounced off the stuffed bear and hit her head against the hard plastic pretend phone lying next to it.
Kelly grabbed her head in pain and curled up in a ball in the hopes that Sara wouldn't see her. It hurt for her to breathe. She eventually placed both hands on her midsection, to try to quell the pain. She didn't dare look under her hands; she feared the bruise over stomach was only that much bigger and a deeper shade of purple at this point.
Eventually, she drifted off to sleep as Sara, the two-year-old toddler who was now more than double the height of her own thanks to her sister Megan, continued to play with her other toys.
A few hours later, Kelly woke up, lying in the palm of the hand of ...