For the moment, Ty resisted the urge to play with his new doll. He stood up from the desk, carrying June, and wandered out of his room and into the bathroom across the hall.
There, he carried June to the bathroom and stood in front of the mirror.
June caught the reflection of her own shrunken form and turned with wide eyed shock in Ty’s embrace. Her surprise only grew where she saw the bare patch of flesh where her mouth had been for her entire life. She reached up and touched it, half expecting to press in on the remains of her hollow mouth, but all she felt was solid bone and tissue beneath. With sudden horror, she realized that she literally had no mouth. No jaw. No wonder she couldn’t feel her tongue or her taste buds or saliva. It was all gone. How was she ever going to eat again? Or taste anything? Or... or... my God, she realized, she was... her expression fell, sadness creeping in now. She was so small. So helpless.
“That’s right,” Ty whispered gently, encouraging her to submit further. “Look at you, a sad pathetic little woman with no ability to speak. A freak. An oddity. Little more than my new toy to do with as I wish.”
June stared at her own reflection and a blush of both shame and humiliation began to wash across her face, neck, and cheeks. She felt herself changing further. Growing more uncertain. More submissive. She felt her assertive and dominant personality melting away to be replaced by subservience to her master.
Ty watched with fascination as his will took effect on the tiny woman. She was trembling again, her eyes were wide with fear. She stared distantly as her reality changed. As her personality changed. It was working! He was eroding her will. A quick thought could restore her to normalcy, but this was much more pleasing for the teen to watch June become less of herself.
“That’s it, my new toy,” Ty whispered. “You’re just my plaything now, and nothing more.”
June fought it for a moment before nodding in agreement. Yes, she was just a commodity to be used as Ty pleased. Her entire existence revolved around him and his desires. Didn’t it? She snapped back, whatever remains of her true self trying to claw back in earnest, and she struggled in Ty’s grip. No! No! This wasn’t who she was! The little brat would pay!
“Enough, now,” Ty strengthened his will. “Be a good little doll.”
June suddenly found herself wondering why she felt upset and her eyes softened. Yes, she was a good little doll. An obedient toy.
She fell limp in Ty’s grasp and felt strangely swimmingly tired and distant.