it almost looked like a normal room. rain couldn't even articulate how she knew it was a dollhouse, even at a glance of her sleepy eyes as she woke up in that bed. she could just tell.

her mind hadn't really caught up with her yet. she could only think of how cute it all looked, staring at the furniture around her, a part of her distantly wondering how small she must have been herself. was she still asleep? was she dreaming? she wasn't really sure.

there was a light vibration through the house, something big touching the outside of it. she turned to see an eye watching her through the window.

"good morning," a voice said.

something clicked, and the entire wall opened up, revealing more of the giant figure towering over her. it really was a dollhouse.

it startled her enough to jolt her awake, out of the sleepy haze she'd been in.

the figure reached his hand over to her, gently petting her whole body.

"it's alright, my little doll... you can just stay relaxed and sleepy... that's how you're supposed to be right now..."

his thumb carefully, delicately slid down her eyelids, before pushing her shoulders back down. for some reason, she felt sleepy again, stuck in that relaxed position with half-lidded eyes.

"there you go... just like that. you look so nice like that... it fits you... and it matches so well with your pajamas... with your room..."

all of her fear and nervousness had disappeared, dulled by that comfortable, fuzzy drowsiness, by that dreamy feeling.

it really was a nice bedroom... her pajamas were cute... of course she was meant to be sleepy like this. it felt right.

with his other hand, he put a little teddy bear in her arms, positioning her so she was sitting up and holding it.

"just hold this... that's it... even as you move around and get up, you're just feeling so sleepy... so snuggly... just a sleepy little girl... a sleepy little doll."

she held it close, feeling even smaller as she did.

"very cute..." he cooed.

even his eyes on her started to feel natural and comforting. she wanted him to look at her, to watch her, to find her cute.

"it feels so nice being a doll, doesn't it?" he said softly. "you understand now, don't you? you understand why i needed to make you my doll... to keep you here..."

she didn't even really remember being transformed. her memories of the past felt vague and fuzzy and distant, like trying to remember a dream.

"is it hard to think when you're so sleepy? well, don't worry too much about it... you can do all of the things you need to do here, in this little house... you can live your life more or less as normal... you'll just be so cute and sleepy like this as you do... and i'll just be here... to watch... to help you..."

he picked her up, moving her downstairs to a table, picking out a little bowl, and delicately pouring a miniature cereal box into it, before adding milk from a tiny carton.

she still had the teddy bear in one arm as she slowly ate in small bites. she was looking at her food, but she could feel his gaze, his smile.

it was sweet, just like everything around her. each bite made her feel more and more like a doll, more and more like this was home. her movements became more slow, more stiff, but she didn't really mind, as his hands held her and helped move her arm for her.

the sweetness felt less and less like an actual flavor, and more like a distant feeling, an abstraction. she wasn't sure she was even eating it anymore, as much as going through the motions, but it didn't feel like it mattered.

"such glassy eyes..." he murmured. "just a doll now... just my doll..."

her body was becoming pleasantly numb, her vision becoming a little fuzzy and unfocused.

it really did feel good. no matter how numb and fuzzy she became, she could still feel his soft gaze. it was the only thing she needed to feel.