This choice: Collect the dirty clothes and do the laundry. • Go Back...Chapter #4Collect the dirty clothes and do the laundry. by: Kentwolf   Carefully sitting up in bed you sigh "Well, we may as well get the laundry out of the way first. That way it has all day to dry out" You said with a faint shrug. If you were going to help Barbie with her chores then you had to start somewhere. She squealed and clapped her hands together "Ohh Miss Harper you're so smart. i'll go collect the dirty clothes from Jack's room and the dirty linens, you just shove your dirty clothes in and i will handle the rest" She said in her normal, bubbly tone as she skipped off to get the clothes.
You were happy to be alone, you held up your hand, watching it slowly pop back to normal and shook your head, why did it have to happen today. Reluctantly, you gathered up your dirty clothes. You couldn't help but smile at the sensation of the smooth gummy fabrics as you gathered them up in your arms. Since starting this company of yours, you had taken quite a liking to gummy material, you saw exactly why it was so popular. Of course you wouldn't let Jackie within five miles of the factory incase he ended up on the production line, you would never find him again!
You headed down to the basement with your dirty clothes and opened the glass door with your foot, crouching down to shove the pile in. You heard the creak of the stairs behind you as you did. Once you had finished making sure all the clothes were in, you turned to see if Barbie needed a hand. By the looks of it, she hadn't even noticed you, her face hidden behind a huge mound of dirty clothes, obviously Jack had been slacking off on putting his clothes in the hamper. You chuckled quietly before realising that Barbie wasn't slowing down. You opened your mouth to let her know you were in the way, trying to quickly stand up but she suddenly shoved the mound of clothes forwards.
They slammed into you, your body easilly compressing as you impacted them and were pushed against the open washing machine door. With a grunt, Barbie forced the pile in, unaware she had just stuffed and flattened you into the washload as well. Flattened and buried, you faintly heard the terrifying click of the door being closed, You couldn't move and what faint grunts you could make were muffled to silence by the clothing ontop of you. Outside the machine Barbie discovered that the softener was empty, she looked around and saw another bottle, this one had half a label, it said "Gummy So...." She couldnt tell the rest, but she figured it was some sort of gummy softener. It was infact the solvent for Beta4.
She poured it into the hatch, poured in the detergent and turned the dials. The machine sprung to life and Barbie happily left to go do her other chores, you felt a tingling sensation as the water mixed with the solvent, softening all the gummy clothes you had stuffed in here with you. You had no idea what was happening as the machine started up. Round and around you span, the softening gummy all around you getting squished and deformed along with you. The gummy dyes soaked into them began to leak out, soaking into your body and dying it a new colour. Eventually you passed out from the dizzying sensation of the spin cycle, unaware how much danger you were in.
When the machine finished its load, Barbie came back to empty it. She gasped in horror when she saw the goopy mass of gummy in the bottom of the barrel, under Jacks clothes. She scooped you and the rest out. "Oh no, oh no. i must have used that solvent stuff....ooh Miss Harper is going to kill me..." She said, unaware she had her boss in her hands, now a uniform sky blue colour glob. Barbies eyes suddenly lit up as she was struck by an idea. She wasn't bad at molding gummy into clothing and she knew you owned bottles of Beta4, if she could resculpt all the gummy into clothing shapes, this mistake might go unnoticed. She got to work, stretching and shaping you with her hands, with the speed and urgency of someone who knows they are in trouble.
She shaped you into the shape of a sky blue summer dress, quite a cute looking one before she poured Beta4 on your form to keep you that shape. After that she hung you up on a hanger nearby and got to work on the next glob. Over the next two hours she managed to reshape every glob into some pretty womens clothes, hoping you would never know the difference. Gummy dried fast, so she smiled at her work and took you and the rest of the gummy clothing straight up to your wardrobe, hanging you up amongst the rest of your dresses and closed the door.
Sometime later, you awoke to darkness. You found yourself still unable to move or make a sound, with an odd tightness about your body that felt like....Beta4, somehow you had been soaked in the form locking chemical. You began to panic as you tried to look around, but you couldn't see anything in the pitch black. You listened for sound but heard nothing. You didn't know if you were still in the house, but if you were, you had to wait for Barbie or Jack to find you. However Barbie didn't work every day and Jack was likely to sleep over Mary's whenever he wanted, you had no idea when someone would find...where ever you were.
If you had been able to see yourself it would have made you terrified of never being found, a pretty blue dress hanging amongst other dresses in your own wardrobe. Your eyesight was at chest level, the rest of your body all twisted around your new shape. All you could do was daydream, hoping someone would find you soon.
It feels like an eternity, but eventually you hear the clicking of heels and Barbara's voice "Trish you in here?" She calls out, walking into your room. After a few moments she opens the wardrobe door, flooding you with light and letting you see exactly where you are, though not what you are. Then again, in context, it doesn't take alot of imagination to figure that out.
You see Barbara looking at all the dresses in your wardrobe, you hoped she would spot you...  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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