You see a pink dress that is a sea of frills and ribbons in her hand, trying to squirm you shake your head but the girl is too eager to dress the doll in the outfit and didn't even notice. Tugging it over your head and pushing your arms into the poofy short sleeves she tightened it around you. It felt like it had a hundred petticoats under its satin and lace. You would have had a chance to talk if it hadn't been for the matching bonnet that was tied tight with a pink ribbon under your chin.
She tied it into a tight bow and accidentally clamped your jaw shut with how tight it was. You let out a near mute whimper through your shut lips as she scooped you up under her arm and carried you over to a bunch of dolls wearing similar dresses. She giggled to herself sitting on a cushion and picked up another doll with her free hand. She bounced you up and down "Hello there Prisilla, would you like some tea?" she said putting on a higer pitched voice, talking for you. You thrashed your limbs and she let out a shriek of surprise, dropping you on your ass.
The mass of petticoats softened your impact as the little girl looked down at you in shock. "Dolly, your alive?" she questioned before her shock turned into glee and she scooped you back up hugging you tightly "Oh wow a magical dolly!" She said, your face pressed against her dress as she held you tightly. She began asking you a thousand and one questions, none of which you could answer with your bonnet tied on so tight.
The girl held you sitting on her lap as she talked to you, fussing over your dress and hair, ignoring your squirming attempts for freedom. You tried to push against her hand and she pushed back, your arm squishing. She gasped even more "OOH your a gummy doll!!" she said even more excited than before, your blood ran cold.
Before you could even shake your head, she had already crushed you up into a ball, dress and all, leaving you as a tan and pink sating blob in her hands. She threw you up in the air and caught you, tossing you up and down with happy excitement. You wanted to get away from this girl before you ended up either in the kindergardens toybox, or taken home by this excited little girl, but your fate was out of your currently non exisant hands.
Finally getting bored of her dolly ball, she let you land on her lap and watched as your body popped back to normal piece by piece until you were restored to your normal shape in the huge dress. She looked down at you with a childish smile and you knew she was planning what she can do with her doll next...
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