Her mouth was slightly open, and she was still breathing through it....and she could see her brown eyes looking out. Her body remained uncooperative, with her hands and feet numb...and as she'd discovered, plastic.
Now, with that spreading to her face, she could blink, breathe...but the muscles in her face were slow and difficult to move. And, looking at her reflection in the mirror, it looked like her face was hardening.
Katie reached out and gently moved Sherry's lips into a smiling position before they locked in place. "We'll get you fixed up, good as new..." she said, reaching down. Sherry was still able to move her head to look down and see Katie stripping her feet, revealing the plastic she knew was there now.
Sherry sat there, unable to fight back against the demented doll, and terrified at what was happening. She held her breath as Katie pulled off her jeans. And...kept holding her breath....
Katie suddenly coughed and sputtered. She seemed surprised for a second, but took her hand and put it on her chest... Then she resumed pulling off Sherry's clothing. "Get you all dressed up." She stood up, and Sherry heard a rip...as the seam of what Katie was wearing broke, causing the doll to yelp in surprise.