Rick held the polaroid in hand, waiting for the picture to appear. He kept his fingers crossed, in hope that it will show an image of Emily back to normal. When the picture fades in, Rick let out a gasp. "Shit!" He cursed and shifted his eyes back to the spot where he knew his baby doll-ified girlfriend laid. Surely enough, the image from the polaroid had become reality in an instant, and instead of a baby girl doll, Emily was now apparently... a doll of a slightly older baby... boy! Rick slowly picked up the somewhat larger doll, to examine it. Unlike the previous doll, which resembled a 2 year old version of Emily herself, this new doll bore not the slightest resemblance to Emily! The doll had the likeness of a 4 or 5 year old, chubby little boy, with blue eyes and close cropped blond hair. Emily had jet black hair and green eyes though! She was never on the chubby side either, and even the skintone of the doll was different, less pale... The boy doll was also fully dressed, in what seems to be a cute little schoolboy uniform, consisting of little black shoes, blue shorts held up by matching blue suspenders, a short sleeved white shirt, neatly tucked in and buttoned up tidily. A slightly oversized, red bow tie adorned the doll boy's collar. Rick caresses the doll's round cheek sympathetically. "Oh Emily, look at you now, reduced to this chubby little schoolboy doll... I'm so sorry. I wonder if you can even still hear me? If only you could at least still speak to me... I'd know you're still in there and I'm not just foolishly talking to a plastic toy..." Rick sighed, feeling a bit depressed. The cheerful permanent smile on the doll's face was pretty ironic, to make things worse. Rick was pretty sure Emily would be anything but happy to be a reduced to a plastic boy child!
Rick absentmindedly fiddled with the doll's clothes, and he quickly notices that theyre not sewn on or built in, they were separate parts from the doll's plastic body. Real but tiny, actual clothes! A bit of curiosity comes over Rick, and he decides to take "Emily's" clothes off, to check if there might be some label or something on the doll's body. "Oh dear" He says, embarassed, seeing that apparently, "Emily" sported a little plastic penis and scrotum. Child sized, but still. "What the? Who on earth makes dolls with genitals, dammit?" Rick accidentaly presses Emily's tummy and a child's voice plays, loud and cheerful. "I'm a good boy!" The voice said. Rick quickly pulls Emily's shorts back up. He nervously buttons Emily's shirt back all the way to the top and secures the pants up by pulling the suspenders over her(or his, apparently!) little rounded shoulders. He felt ashamed and awkward for having undressed a doll child, now that the clothes were back on, he was glad. Rick takes the big red bow tie and he clips it back in place around the doll's neck. "There you go, at least you look nice and decent now... Oh, Emily..." Rick sighs and presses the doll's belly again. "My name is Chucky!" The doll says, in its cheery, pre-recorded voice. Rick raises an eyebrow. "Um, no. Your name is Emily, you are my 23 year old girlfriend!" Rick pressed the doll again, a few times repeatedly... "I'm five years old!" "I'm a real boy!" "I'm Chucky, let's be friends!" Rick is shocked, this was uncanny. "Ok, so... you are a boy now, you want me to call you Chucky, and you want to be my little pal now, instead of my hot girlfriend. Is that correct, Emily?" Rick presses the doll... "Yes! Yes! Yes! (giggles)" Rick hugs the doll, a shocked, incredulous expression on his face. "I love you!" Came out of Chucky (Emily?). Rick smiled sadly at what he hoped was still his girlfriend Emily at some level, and gave it a quick peck on the cheek. "I love you too, Emily...or Chucky, maybe I should say. This might take some getting used to."
But what did actually happen to Emily? Is she still conscious inside the doll's body? How did she feel about all this? And what was Rick planning on doing next?