Two dollhouses, and some string.

"Tada!" She pulled the bag down to reveal two cardboard boxes, each covered with a picture of a dollhouse, one box was smaller than the other, and on top of both boxes, was a spool of string.

"I thought since you are gonna be my pet, I might as well get you a place to sleep! I don't know how small you are going to get, so I got two, one bigger than the other, and this string? You'll figure out it's use later."

I cringed at the ominousness of the end of her statement, and then I once again cringed at the price of the dollhouses, the larger one was $50, and the smaller one was $30. It's clear that Brittney's career wasn't the only reason for her bad state of living.

Brittney then set my down on the carpet in her living room, where she began to unbox the dollhouses, and it became clear that she expected me to shrink quite a bit. Even the larger of the two dollhouses was too small, with me having to duck while inside the house. I was shocked to see that while the bed lacked proper cushioning, the surface of it was made of some sort of plushy felt. I lied down, with my feet dangling off the too large bed, when suddenly the room was filled with darkness. I looked over at the window, where I saw Brittney, grinning like a schoolgirl, obscuring any light from coming in.

"Well, how is it in there?" Her voice boomed, echoing all throughout the dollhouse

"It's fine, thank you." I responded, still not contempt with being this woman's pet.

Then I felt the whole house shake, as the floor beside the bed I was on split in two. I temporarily panicked, until I noticed the entire dollhouse had a hinge, which Brittney was opening it from.

Brittney held her hand out, signaling for me to hop on, I complied, and she carried me over to her coffee table. She then propped her feet up right next to me, making me pinch my nose in response, but eventually I gave up.

We then watched TV for a good half hour, until Brittney picked up a pack of cigarettes near me, and she smoked one, sending the puff of smoke directly in front of her, perhaps forgetting that that's exactly where I was. I immediately started coughing, unable to catch my breath due to the cloud, until the smoke faded. I thought I saw Brittney smirk at my reaction, but when I turned around to look, she was blank-faced, i thought it must have just been my imagination.

We kept watching TV until dusk, when Brittney asked, "Hey, I noticed you didn't get under my nails in my foot massage earlier, I think now would be the perfect time for you to finish."Brittney nudged my back with the ball of her foot.