Thread: Turned in to a Doll! [Closed]

Just like that. Thats good. Now close your eyes, and before you know it youll be permanently young. How does that sound, Priscilla? He asked with a smirk, walking away from the bed and towards the distant corner of the room where his equipment was beginning to hum away. On top of the control panel were a pair of heavy rubber gloves that were of a thickness that was usually associated with someone working with dangerous, acidic materials. A faint slap could be heard as his fingers pushed in to their respective pockets. After that, a quick punch of some buttons started the process. From above her, a robotic arm descended from the ceiling and pointed towards her face. On the end was a nozzle, ready to spray something on to her. Make sure your eyes are closed, he repeated, as the nozzle began to squirt out a strange substance over her face, continuing down her body and on to her swimsuit as well, her arms and hands, legs, down to her feet, the spray no doubt giving her a tickling sensation like someone spraying on a fake tan. Already, her skin was glistening, a strange, unnatural shine that emulated the plastic look he was going for. Her limbs began to stiffen ever so slightly, indicating that what ever had been coated on to her was working. The good Doctor Gregory Foxley stood beside the bed as the substance dryed quick, the undescribable magic turning her youthful body in to something man-made, never to age. How are you feeling, Priscilla? He asked, leaning down and carefully opening her eyelids something she was now incapable of doing. Her eyes were frozen, her gaze staring forward with wide open eyes. To look in any other direction would require her to turn her neck, rather than be able to simply roll her eyes. Thats only part one. We still have much to do. And indeed they did. Because for the next few hours, her body began to change through a combination of the miracle spray and Doctor Gregory Foxleys surgery skills. A strong corset was tightened around her waist to the point of an extreme thin-ness. A strange piece of curved metal was attached to her back, forcing it to bend in a way that would force her breasts to perk forward, and her ass to stick out in the rear in an exaggerrated fashion. Her hips as well seemed to increase in size along with her breasts. Priscillas body proportions were becoming alarmingly unrealistic, yet she was feeling no pain. Just discomfort. The Doctor had fixed his feet, as he explained to her as he did it. No longer were they flat, instead the heels had been permanently lifted by 5 or 6 inches, meaning shoes of a lesser heel size would no longer fit her and give any proper support. The young womans lips were sealed by the strange mixture on her skin, but would be opened up once the procedure was complete. For now, he had stapled her mouth in to a doll-like smile that she couldnt get rid of. He teased her about it. Well Miss Priscilla, were almost done. I bet youre exhausted! What to do... is have a walk around, OK? See how you feel. He placed a pair of high heels on her feet, five inch high to match her new posture. Her legs and arms were unbendable for now, still frozen with the plastic shine. Ill help you up. He said, rubbing the swimcap that she still had on, taking one of her hands. Theres a mirror over there. Go tell me what you think.