"I was thinking of becoming a doll too. It seems fun," Angie suggested.
"For real?" Chloe reacted. "Well I guess why not. Like, I think I can just copy the changes we did to Vanessa to you. That should work I think."
"Yay! Do it!" Angie said.
Chloe copied tge changes over to Angies progile at the Chronivac, and pressed apply.
Moments later, Angie quickly shrunk down, her clothes with her to dollsize clothes. Her skin turned plastic. Where once Angie stood was a doll at the floor.
"Why can't I move?" Chloe heard Angie's voice.
Chloe thought for a second before she remembered. "It's because we copied Vanessa's settings. She can't move outside the dollhouse."
"Oh," Angie reacted. "Put me in the dollhouse then!"
Chloe picked up the Angie doll. In her hands it was completely still like any other doll. The obly remarkable part being how the doll resembled Angie. She put the doll into the dollhouse.
When placed, Angie experimentally moved. "This is so cool!" she exclaimed as she managed to stand on her own and took her first step as a doll. "Wee!" She then turned towards her dollified friend. "Hey Vanessa, she greeted."
"Angie, Why did you want this?" Vanessa asked confused.
"Well it seemed like fun," Angie replied. "And I can turn back. Just as we will turn you back when you promise you won't tell."
"I did promise."
"Well. When you promise and you're not obviously lying." Angie giggled.
The two dolls stood facing each other. While Vanessa was an doll of an adult due to the earlier change, Angie was still a kid, or rather a kid-proportioned slightly shorter doll.
"Chloe, why am I a kid doll?" Angie asked.
"I didn't copy the age change thing to you. Should I do it?" Chloe asked.
"Hmm. Nah," Angie replied. "You don't have to." Angie theb looked at Vanessa. "Why are you still naked?"
"Does it matter? I'm a doll."
"Of course it matters. Put the dress on I picked for you." Angie gestured at it with her doll limb. She walked to it, and tried to pick it up, but didn't manage when her hand and forearm was just one solid piece of plastic. "Chloe, can you help put on Vanessa's dress?"
"Sure." Chloe smiled.
Angie watched as a large hand reached for Vanessa. Then some moments later, Vanessa was placed down with her, now wearing the dress.
"You look so pretty!" Angie said.
"I guess," Vanessa replied. Even if her expression was stiff, it was easy to tell sge was still in a bad mood.
"It's wild seeing my house from this perspective." Angie walked to the table. While it looked less like a real table when she was so lose and at a similar size, Everything felt more intense when it was sized for her. "Let's explore the house!" Angie suggested.
"Explore? You know everything about this place already," Vanessa replied.
"Of course, but I haven't like seen it like this. Come on. It'll be fun."
"I guess I'll come along," Vanessa said.
The two dolls moved from room to room. And while Vanessa was still angry with becoming a doll, it was actually fun playing like this, exploring the various rooms.
"Here is the parents' bedroom," Angie explained while they stood in front of a door. Angie pushed it open, and there was a bedroom.
"That's a little creepy," Vanessa said and gestured at the two dolls laying in the bed.
"They're not creepy." Angie was insulted.
"Well. They're like us, but they're just laying there."
"Of course they are. They are dolls," Angie replied.
Vanessa moved to the bedside and looked at the dolls, a male and a female one. Looking at the female doll, her body was identical, the only difference was the clothes , hair, and printed face (she assumed, she hadn't seen her own face).
Then suddenly the doll jumped up. Vanessa recoiled and screamed.
Then Angie burst out in laughter. "Haha. It was just me," she said. She'd pushed at the doll's legs. "I wish I could have seen your face. Well. I saw your face, but like your face moving." She laughed.
"That wasn't funny," Vanessa said.
"I think it was really funny." Angie was still laughing. "But, I won't do it again. "
"You better not," Vanessa replied.
The two dolls continued exploring.