Becky set her prizes down beside her on the floor, as she rummaged through her closet.  Becky kept glancing back to make sure Christina, Taylor, Kayla and Sarah stayed put.  The girls could only remain standing where they were next to Becky’s giant knee in their tight, lavish doll dresses. 

“There it is,” Becky happily announced, as she pulled out what appeared to be a Barbie beetle convertible. 

Becky set the car in front of the four girls, who were in utter disbelief.  They were certain of what Becky had in mind, and could not believe this was actually happening to them. 

Without warning, Becky reached out and grabbed Taylor roughly in her hand.  She brought the shrieking brunette up to her face and smiled. 

“You get to drive sweetie,” Becky said.  “Better buckle up.”  She giggled as she deposited the squirming Taylor into the driver’s seat of the plastic car. 

Next, Becky grabbed Christina and set her in the passenger’s seat.  “You get to sit next to your date.” 

Taylor and Christina looked at one another, annoyed expressions upon their faces.  They didn’t have to say anything.  They both understood how humiliating this was for them. 

Becky wasted no time putting Kayla and Sarah in the back seat.  Then, her right hand grasped the back of the car. 

“All ready dollies?”  Becky giggled.  “Hold on tight!” 

“Wait!  What do you mean?  Hey!”  The girls cried in unison. 

Becky was unfazed, and simply ignored the girls’ protests and screams.  Without warning, Becky began to push the Barbie beetle forward.  The doll-sized girls did their best to hold on, gripping the side panels.  The plastic seats were slippery and caused the girls to slide awkwardly. 

Becky maneuvered the car around her room, weaving in and out of chairs, and other obstacles on the floor.  The girls screamed as Becky drove the car faster and faster around her.  There was no way they could stop the plastic vehicle, and had no choice but to endure the terrifying ride.  Becky thrust the car forward, then back, then forward again, forcing the little people to jerk forth then back.  Their tiny heads continuously slammed against the back of the plastic seat, emitting simultaneous moans. 

All for doll girls started to feel dizzy, but Becky didn’t seem to care.  She giggled in delight at her living toys reaction to her ruthless driving.  Becky continued driving the car faster and faster. 

All of a sudden, the giant girl’s hand slipped, causing the beetle car to roll on its own.  The girls screamed, unable to control the pink vehicle.  They braced for impact, holding onto anything they could find. 

The beetle car was heading straight for a wall, as the plastic toy rolled underneath a desk chair.  Becky giggled as she admired the car driving on its own and watching her tiny passengers freak out. 

Before the little people knew it, the car collided into the wall.  A startling WHAP erupted from the base of the impact, sending the car spinning slightly out of control.  Taylor, Christina, Sarah and Kayla were all thrust forward from their seats.  Their bodies smashed into the adjacent seat or dashboard that was in front of them, causing them to moan with pain. 

They slowly tried to regain their composure, feeling the pain immediately.  They all seemed to have minor scrapes along their faces, as blood began to show. 

Before they could even formulate what had just took place, they felt the car inch backwards.  The girls screamed as they realized Becky had gripped the back of the beetle, launching it back while giggling hysterically. 

“That was fun!” Becky shrieked, bringing the car up to her face. 

The girls tried to hold on for dear life, clearly afraid of heights. 

“Stop this!” Kayla screamed, grasping her chair desperately.  “What is the matter with you?” 

Becky shook the car, sending all four girls falling in the plastic seats again.  “Dolls don’t talk back!” Becky urged.  “Let’s play more!” 

“No!” the girls screamed in unison. 

But Becky had set down her Barbie beetle convertible back on the floor, and prepared to drive it.  The little girls braced for impact once again, as Becky proceeded to advance the car around her room.  This time, she kept a firm hold on the back of the car, using her personal strength to slam the toy into the wall.  She must have repeated this process at least twenty times, as the girls were continuously rocked back and forth, adding to their previous injuries. 

Eventually, Becky began to get bored of this fun, and officially ceased the reckless ride.  The girls collapsed, tired, hurt, and exhausted, as Becky’s hand plucked each one out of the car.  The girls didn’t even put up a fight, as they lay sprawled in Becky’s palm. 

“You dolls need to stop your whining,” Becky instructed, irritated by their moans.  “Besides, now its time for the formal tea party!” 

Becky closed her fingers around the girls and went over to another part of her room.  There, she attempted to set up an imaginary tea party, placing a doll-sized table set and chairs down in front of her.  The four tiny friends watched from Becky’s lap, admiring the way the giant girl carefully placed the tiny cups, pots and other delicate accessories on the table.  The girls let out a tiny shriek, as they saw Becky’s giant hand come down.  They suddenly realized the horror soon to come as the four doll girls were instantly engulfed in total darkness.