your little sister takes you into your lab, all the while your doing your best not to move because you scared of what would happen if you were found out. looking around the lab then smiling "good big brother isn't around so we can play all we want."
this amuse you to no end and I make a not to scold he after this is all over. then she walks over to a table with a small glass vile that you can't remember what it contains. she takes it over to another vile that you remember continents a permits poster that make your posines last forever. whunding what she is going to do with the two vile you wait perfectly still waiting to erlit his sister that he is not her doll as that could end badly for you. she then mixes the two vials contents and shacks it turning it from a clere tonick to a prite pink take you and the girl doll out of the pocket of her blue jeans and props up on the table sitting now time for mister and mis dolly to be the test subjects she says smiling. before you can prose this soshuves the vile in your mouth and the liquid goes down your throat, instantly you lose control over your entire body that first vile most have been that timperley prosthetic you making for self-defence it was designs can still feel every thing those allowing him to bet the shit out of his attackers.
your mind rise in Terror now as you realized she missed it with a permints position meeting you be stuck like this forever. inlease someone realize who and what you really were. this is not something you wanted to deal with in you fantasys.
just then you hear a voice its you lovely mother " Sarah come down here honey it's time for daycare." "ok mommy" Sarah quickly stuffed you back into her jean poct with you now having no why to move much less
escape as she heads down the stairs. you boins around in her pocket until she get downstair goes out side and gets in her carseat and buckles up. you hear your mom get in and start up the car then there is the acashinel bump as she drives to Sarah daycare.
sara after arriving at the daycare quickly gets out of the car and runs to go show of her cool dolly of to her friends.
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