Ealish was sleeping peacefully in her bed when she heard this noise. A soft thud. Like someone had dropped a sack of something sort of heavy on the ground. She sat up in her bed as she looked over to the nearest window. Her voice was thick with sleep as she muttered to herself,"Ugh, what in the world is going on..."
Getting out of bed, she walked up to the window and noticed a figure in the room. Much too big to be the fairy princess. Way too small to be her cousins or Koa. The figure walks up to the table and she hides under the bed. Curling up into a ball, she whispered,"Someone is in the house. An intruder...oh please let me be imagining things..."
Suddenly the house felt like it was moving and she started screaming at the top of her lungs. It shook from side to side as she tried to keep from being squished by everything in the dollhouse. Grabbing her laptop,she kept it close to her chest. Her fingers tighten around the computer as she screamed,"NALANI! MILILANI! KOA! SOMEONE HELP ME! GUYS! HEEEEELLLLLPPPP!"
Whoever it was, shook the dollhouse as they hissed,"Quiet! Or they'll hear us!"
The whole dollhouse kept shaking as whoever took her left her cousins' home. She screamed,"WHERE ARE YOU TAKING ME?! LET ME GO! I DON'T WANT TO GO WITH YOU!! LEAVE ME ALONE!!"
Her captor ignored this, whoever they were, as they hurried along. Crying silently as they walked away, her little hands gripped her laptop tight as she tried to not faint. Looking out the window as they go along, Ealish begged in a quiet voice,"Oh please...someone help me..."
(A Few Hours Later)
Ealish must have passed out at some point of them kidnapping her. She woke up outside of the dollhouse and in a weird frilly dress. One that was really pink that fit weird on her. And these little pink shoes as well.
It was uncomfortably bright in the room. And she was laying on a table that was disgustingly littered with garbage. Sitting up, she looked around her new surroundings. It was a dingy apartment with trash, moldy food and clothes strewn about. Not very big but not too small either. Her mouth goes dry as she asked,"Where am I? What's going on? Why am I in this dress?! Who are you?"
"Shh,shh...you're in my house,Ealish Scarsberg. You're part of my doll collection now.",a voice said from behind her. She stands up quickly as she can and turns to the person speaking. Her eyes widen as she sees a huge man with stringy greying hair,dirty clothes and creepy wide-set eyes.
Licking his lips,he grinned a creepy jagged-tooth grin as he came closer. She backed away from him as she asked,"Wh...no...I'm not a doll! I don't want to be a doll! Why are you doing this?!"
"I've wanted to keep you since the day you were found. You were beautiful ever since you were young.",he said. The creepy man reaches over to her but she didn't let him touch her. Ealish ran to the edge of the table as she said,"LEAVE ME ALONE YOU CREEPY STALKER FREAK! I DEMAND YOU LET ME GO HOME! "
"Now, now. You're going to like it here. You'll be just like my other pretty dolls.",he said as he scooped her off the table quickly. Gripping her tightly as he said,"They're not as beautifully proportioned as you are,Ealish. But they're definitely similar."
"LET GO! THAT HURTS! LET GO!",Ealish screamed. She struggled in her captive's hands as best she could. But his grip on her didn't weaken as he got a stand and stuck her on it. Then got a glass dome with holes in it.
Setting it over her ,he set her back on the table. In an admiring tone, he said,"My perfect new doll. You'll love living here with me and my dolls. I just know you will."
"LET ME GO! LET ME GO! SOMEONE HELP ME!"
"Keep screaming,Ealish it won't get you anywhere. My apartment is sound proof. You'll never leave here.",he said. Walking over to the light switch,he turned off the lights and said,"You're going to be my doll, forever."
"Forever and ever..."
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Blossom Babe
FantasyFollowing the travels of an extraordinarily sized teenage girl. She's going to discover things about herself that she never would have realized. And make some friends along the way.