Jennifer disliked the idea of getting pregnant. She yoinked the TV-remote straight out of her grandmother's hand and switched the channel. Mary begun to shout at Jennifer and demanded Sylvia to take care of 'the little troublemaker'. Sylvia grabbed Jennifer's arm and threw her into the small closet bedroom. Jennifer hoped that maybe tomorrow's morning sun would make her life better and both of them more sane. After some heavy breathing Jennifer passed out like a candle and closed her eyes.
Next morning she found herself awakening in the familiar small closet. Surprisingly, she wore a shirt and pants that resembled a pyjama with proper clothes. She had become year younger. Dropping into one digit numbers as well as in size. Under her the mattress was barely fitting inside it, making it look like a big mat for the whole closet and the door in front of her was closet like yesterday. On the door there were some small gaps so she could see through to the other room. The house looked like the same as it did yesterday. The cleanliness had gone up, well maybe just a tad bit, which was a good sign but still every corner in the house had the usual bags of trash lying on the floor. The master bedroom door, opposite to the closet, was open and she could see her mom. There she was with someone else in the bed. But who? Jennifer had no idea.
As she tried her best to see who it was. Jennifer realized that her fears had come true. Her mother was getting fucked by a very large and older looking man compared to her. Whoever they were was in it for the pleasure cruise experience. Sylvia was howling and panting as the man kept going in full speed. Jennifer had to back down as it was too much information but felt that she wasn't alone in the room. Two other girls, one younger and one older, were yawning and waking up as Jennifer stared at them.
"Morning Jennifer. Up already?" The older girl who looked like an eight grader greeted her. "Has auntie Sylvia opened the lock yet? God dammit. Where's she?"
The younger girl started to hug Jennifer as soon as she woke up. She seemed to just one or maybe barely two years younger than her. Jennifer told the girl to look from the gap what Sylvia was doing. She begun to shake her head in dissapointment.
"Just because she inherited half of the house doesn't mean she could do what she wants. That fucking hoe. I'm going to miss the bus..." The older girl murmured as she kept looking throught the hole. "Also I swear if she has sex unprotected. I'm hitting her. It's getting pretty tight here already."
"Sorry to ask, but where's grandma?" Jennifer asked as it seemed that these two knew more than she did.
"Huh, Mom? Uhmm... Mmm... She's still on her loooong business trip. Did- Did you already forgot?" The older girl explained as she looked very puzzled at Jennifer.
Jennifer couldn't believe what she was hearing. Did the girl call grandma Mary her mother? What was going on here? What kind of weird life situation she was thrusted into?
"That fucking bitch..." The older girl cussed as the thudding and moans got louder in the master bedroom. "She should know full damn well that we are here but somehow she's... she's getting her meat slice fucked. Grr... I god damn hope that it was the man who left the door open."
"Why are we here behind the locks?" Jennifer asked as she was bit curious.
"Umm... Back when Mom was here she said that it was to keep us safe from the customers they would bring. Now auntie Sil's abusing her power like as if she owned the damn house." The older girl explained. "This is OUR house. Mom said so... goddammit Sil... I swear when I grow up I'm gonna..."
The room was dark and all they could do was to wait. The younger girl didn't say a thing. She looked like younger Jennifer but was more quiet.