You also noticed your high-heels were missing, leaving you 6 inches shorter, and with only your thigh-highs over your small feet. You also found that you were unable to close your mouth. You looked at your hands, and saw your gloves were missing, and your nails looked painted on. You also realized you could feel the air inside your vagina. When you looked between your legs, you noticed your g-string was gone. Not only that, but your vagina was an oval-shaped opening, like that of a sex doll's.
Curious as to what you looked like, you stood up. Something you immediately noticed was that moving was more difficult, but not impossible.
You made it to your mom's room, and stood in front of the mirror. You first noticed your height. Before, you had too duck down a bit, but now you didn't need to. You tried to figure out your height from the mirror, but it was difficult to think that much. You didn't worry about it, you were more focused on how you looked right now.
The next thing you noticed was that your eyes were painted onto your face. They looked rather realistic, and were painted on in a half-closed, seductive way. Your nose was a simple bump on your face, and your lips were curled up in a smile around an O-shaped opening. They weren't as plump or juicy as before, but weren't flat on your face like your eyes. You looked down at your breasts, which were slightly smaller to stay proportional to your smaller, ribless, frame, but they were still very perky.
Your nipples were now a pink color, and were just slightly bigger than before. Your waist had a more severe hourglass look, with your new air-valve proudly displayed where your belly button used to be. Your vagina had met the same fate of your mouth, and was now an open O-shaped hole. You turned around to see if your anus was that way too, but you had no anus. Your butt crack had become just a small valley to give the look of individual cheeks, without actually having them.
Your legs were the same, the thigh-highs still remaining, and your feet looked like socks still, but didn't look like they had any feet in them. Your soles were flat, and your toes were evenly rounded.
Your attention went to your hands, which had become mittens. It had become harder to bend your 'fingers' anymore, and you didn't really feel a need to bend them. If you needed any attention, you could just have someone else give it to you. You were a sex doll, you were used by people, not by yourself. You made your way back to your room to look over your changes some more.
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After an hour of looking yourself over, and trying to stimulate yourself, you began to feel a heat welling up in your mouth, nipples, and vagina.
Suddenly, you began to feel light again, as you became fully inflatable. Seams formed on your body, and the thigh-highs on your legs disappeared. Your hair flattened to your back, and became painted on, leaving you bald. Your lips and nose flattened onto your face, leaving you with a completely flat face. Your elbows bent to 90-degree angels, and your legs spread into a V-shape. You weren't able to bend your elbow, or move your hands in any way, and you couldn't bring your legs back together.
Your feet took on a more doll-like shape, and you were now unable to move them as well. Finally, you felt yourself lay on your back, and stay in that position. You were unable to move any part of your body, not that you wanted to. You were a sex doll, and sex dolls didn't move. Their owners did. Their owners did everything for them. Their owners use them, clean them, and do whatever they want with them.
You forgot your life before this moment. As far as you knew, you were, and always had been, a sex doll. Your thoughts were now nothing but ones of sex, pleasure, and being used. You lay there, heat building up inside of you, waiting to be used.