Chapter #5Puts you in the doll bin behind her by: 212   "Well this doll seems fine", with that said the cashier places you alongside other returned dolls inside a bin behind her. Your skilled act of impersonation faltering slightly as you sink into the sea of baby dolls.
This was not part of the plan, she was supposed to take you into the back room! You cannot help but panic at the small hitch to the plan. Looking upwards towards the cashier you notice that she is busy talking with another customer. Taking this as an opportunity to escape and sneak into the back room, you begin to crawl out from the various dolls around you.
Reaching the end of the crate you notice you lower legs are stuck, for some reason these dolls are acting like quicksand. Getting impatient about this situation, and concerned about the cashier turning around. You pull with your mighty and tiny arms, slowly working yourself out from the pile.
With an audible pop you are free, but unfortunately because of the strength used to pull you out you go flying from the crate. You go careening through the air for a short while behind the cashier and land into a pile of boxes for displaying dolls. Bumping your head, you are disorientated as the boxes begin to fall around you.
"What was that!?" you hear the cashier slightly yell, but your head hurts too much to care about it. Too overwhelmed at the thought of this mission most likely being a failure. You feel as the cashier begins to restack the boxes before her hand grasps your leg.
"How did you fall out?", you hear from her. She lifts you up by your leg into the air, your body swaying slightly before she rights you and places you into a box. As you recover a feeling of panic consumes you, these boxes are incredibly durable to stop thieves, there is not way for you to escape from it.
As you ponder the situation you have now found yourself in, you feel the box you are in being lifted.
"Yeah, that dolls been checked, put it with the others", the voice of the cashier speaks.
"Ok", you hear an unfamiliar voice. The box you are in sways slightly as whoever has you seemingly does not care about the doll inside.
Soon you are placed down, with you only being able to look forward. You have no idea what box you were just put into, nor what kind of doll they thought you were. Soon you see two teenage girls holding hands walk by you. One is wearing a very short blue skirt with a tight crop top that accentuate the surprisingly large butt she has for her age. The other is wearing short shorts and a shirt that accentuates her budding breasts. You watch in horror as they stop and look at you, whispering excitedly into each others ears, you watch as skirt girl blushes and bites the other girls ear lightly. From the way they are treating each other, they appear too intimate to be relatives, it seems that they are actually in a relationship with each other.
The girl wearing the shorts grabs the skirted girls butt and opens her mouth to speak...
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