"Sarah said you'd wake up soon. Now I get to have a real life doll, not just a pretend doll. Sarah told me to keep you a secret or someone will
try to take you away from me. She said you were a special doll and she gave you to me. You're all mine."
Your sister Emily begins to play dolls with you. "The ball is about to begin and you need to be in your tuxedo." She begins to undress you.
You shout, "I'm not a doll, Emily, I'm your brother." You fight off her attempts to strip you but you your stiff limbs and stiff face make your
efforts fail.
Emily says, "Alright dolly, you can pretend to be my brother." She finishes pulling your pants off of you. "What are those strange bumps
between your legs? None of my other dolls have those." She presses on them.
You shout, "Don't touch me there."
Emily shouts, "Why are you yelling at me dolly?" She runs out of the room. You wonder if she's going to tell Mommy. You kind of hope so but
either way, this is your best chance to escape. You can't get your clothes back on but you leave the dollhouse and start heading for the door.
As you get further away from the dollhouse, you begin to grow. By the time you reach the living room, you're six feet tall again but still plastic
and now naked. You hear Emily talking to your mom but your mom really doesn't want to interrupt what she's doing no matter how much Emily
pleads. Your mom says, "Oh what an imaginative girl you are."
You hear someone at the door so you decide to see who it is before deciding whether to open it or not and it is . . .