The rest of the day passed uneventfully. Whoever this girl was, she didn’t have school today. She played with you and a few of her other toys, then when it was bed time she put you into your doll house lying you on the bed closing your wall, not even bothering to put you in a new outfit leaving your plastic female body nude for the night.
You were so happy for today to end, you didn’t even worry about tomorrow. Anything was better than being the inanimate play thing of a six year old girl.
The lights in her room turned off and you were left staring at the plastic pink ceiling unable to fall asleep, just waiting for midnight to come so you could get to your new change.
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The next day you opened your eyes. At least you could move now. That was a relief. What was slightly less a relief was the fact you were still in the Barbie doll bedroom in the same Barbie doll house the giant little girl put you in. This was bad, you always woke up with something different. This was your first time entering the same body. Would you be a Barbie doll forever? Did your curse stop on your worst day and now you’re a lump of plastic forced to entertain a child till they grew board and abandoned you. You shuddered at the thought.
Then noticed you were shuddering.
Experimentally you try to lift your arm, and felt the ball joint in your shoulder raise the thin plastic rod at your command.
You could move.
You slide out of bed and stand on your stiff legs, taking one step and falling over onto your face. Barbie feet weren’t ment to stand on their own since they were always curved for heels. Still, being able to move was a step up from yesterday.
So, now that you’re a naked Barbie doll capable of moving on their own... What do you do now?