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The doll suddenly stopped, its hands flying to its face.

The agent was confused, shocked. Her memory was fuzzy. She knew she'd been sent to investigate the missing girl, but after that everything was a blur.

And now here she was in lingerie, with a much larger bust, and more horrifyingly wearing the missing girl's face.

Dolls look pretty

She tried to scream, but all that came out was a low breathy moan, like something had been done to her vocal cords.

Dolls don't speak

She was hyperventilating, she realized. She was panicking. What kind of sick monster would go to such lengths?

Dolls are made to be collected

She took a few deep breaths, collecting herself. She just had to remain calm, get out of here. Her altered body would be enough evidence.

Dolls are flawlessly beautiful

Her plans to escape were interrupted as the door opened and another woman walked in. A woman who looked exactly the same as her.

Dolls are interchangeable

It was uncanny, in the mirror they looked exactly the same, even the way they both moved. They only differed in expression: in contrast to her horrified look, the new girl had a cheery grin.

Dolls are happy

The agent didn't get a chance to bluff her way out. Before she could react, the woman grabbed something and shoved it in the agents face. It let off strobing, flashing lights, and the agent lost control of her limbs slumping to the floor.

Dolls are made to play with

She struggled, moaning, as two more identical women came in and helped the first pick her up, carrying her to a room with more flashing lights and her mind went blank.

Chloe chased a thought

Chloe thought she'd get to think

Pop goes her-

Pop go...

Pop!

@wakeupsleepychloe's mind went blank and she smiled. Dr. Crimm- Dr. Cr... Chloe frowned as she tried to remember his name. Dr C! Dr. C had run some science thingies on her and she had changed. Her tits had become massive. I am my tits, thought Chloe with a smile. And big tits made her a good girl. Chloe nodded to herself, happy to have been able to remember that one. She caught movement out of the corner of her eye. She turned her head.

There was someone beside her. It was her... but not her? My clone, Chloe's brain labored with the thought.They had started calling her Chlonie. She had been done the same as Chloe, big tits (I am my tits), big lips, and even the same smile on her face. They both wore pink lipstick, pink latex suits and pink latex stock- pink latex st... pink leg thingies! The feeling of the latex on her skin distracted her and Chloe blanked out, running her hands up and down her thighs. Someone grabbed her hands and stopped her.

"Focus Chloe, we're looking pretty for Dr. Crimmon, remember?" Dr. Crimmon? Dr. C! Chloe smiled again because she remembered. Chloe turned and looked at Chlonie, who had been the one to speak.

"Chloe is a good girl," Chlonie said, and pressed her pink, glossy lips to Chloe's. That was her trigger. Both Chloe's mind and body went slack as she dropped. Chlonie leaned in close to Chloe's ear.

"Chloe won't think. Just smile for the camera," Chlonie whispered, and then kissed Chloe's unresponsive body. She repeated "Chloe is a good girl" returning Chloe to sentien- returning Chloe to-

Pop!

Chloe smiled at the camera, blank and blissful.

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Chlonie smiled along side Chloe as Dr. Crimmon recorded the results of his experiments. He'd wanted to make sure their bodies responded the same to the treatment, bimboifying their bodies. It had worked perfectly. It had been Chlonie's idea to bimboify Chloe's mind too.

As they sat for Dr. Crimmon, the latex rubbing against Chlonie's nipples was making her horny. After this she'd have to make Chloe eat her out. Though she'd have to return a bit more of Chloe's brain first. But for now she sat and smiled.

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