Nobody was there. At least, not that she could see. She returned her attention back to her reflection while feeling wonderful at the changes. The doll she had always wanted to be was right in front of her and she would have nothing less! Continuing to oogle herself, her entire body would rumble.
It began with her breathing. It stopped altogether. But she didn’t need it anyway. She wasn’t human or anything! Dolls couldn’t breath. They didn’t have any lungs. Her fleshy limbs would harden and solidify into a solid mass that moved on her own will. Her chest would be a medium sized pocket of stuffing so she could hug anybody who loved her! She couldn’t move her fingers anymore but her owner would take care of that! Instead, she found she could move her limbs at the shoulders and legs in set areas.
Next, the room would begin to grow bigger before her. Or had it always been that big. She was certain it had. The mirror would show her at four feet tall, much too tall. Three, not quite. Two, getting there...The shrinking would stop at eighteen inches as she could have yelled in elation. Yet she did not yell. Her face remained stuck in a kind smile, her features unmoving. Just as they had always been.
Just then, she would shake before dropping to the ground, motionless. Smiling widely at the scenery around her. Somewhere, a music box began to wind up before belting out a dreary and warp melody that could have melted her heart. It rung throughout her ears as a peculiar sight emerged from a nearby mouse hole. Insects and bugs of all kinds would slowly crawl out from it as well as their homes around the room before coming to her body.
Voices filled her head with such lovely words. Playing with others, transforming them into her playthings, such wonderful ideas. Her stuffing would slowly disappear as her view would slowly fall to the floor as her chest awaited to be filled. The insects and bugs would move closer to her before slowly inserting themselves into her mouth. They would begin to fill the void in her chest before feeling her thoughts shift again. Such malicious ones! All the people she had killed or changed into dint hings! Like that old bunny doll in the corner who used to be a boring old renovator who dared to hurt her room!
More bugs would flow into her until she was finally full and able to stand upright. Just feeling them all squirm around made her feel so giddy! She had to find more people like this to share! Maybe somebody would come so she could have some playtime!