You lived by yourself in an apartment. You were fairly successful with your job, which involved working over the computer. But then a crazy, but very rich relative gave you an insane-sounding offer, but you knew the relative to be good to their word.
If you agree to hold their packages of unopened Gwendy dolls for a year, you would get a billion dollars. It didn't matter if you opened the boxes or left them alone, it only counted if you don't throw them away. You hated the dolls for some unexplained reason, but you loved money even more.
(yeah, it's the Barbie parodies from the movie, 'Small Soldiers')
You did own a fairly nice car. As you picked up some food from a fast food place like Mcdonalds, a real magic-using witch was working there. They were having a bad day and decided to curse you.
The curse was 'the humanoid thing you hated the most would come to life, lust after you, and seek to have control over you.'
So while you were driving home, all those Gwendy dolls came to life and began to plan on how to capture you and teach you your new place in life, as their toy. As time would pas by, they would being to feel as soft as a human might would if a human could exist at their size because of the curse.
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