She stood up, and Sherry heard a rip...as the seam of what Katie was wearing broke, causing the doll to yelp in surprise.
Katie turned toward the mirror. Her now ripped dress didn't cover her increasingly longer legs...allowing Sherry to see something else...The area between her legs was not flat plastic...it was flesh...though she could still see plastic in her exposed stomach.
"I'm much older than I looked...I guess it is catching up to me, huh?" Katie said. "I'm going to need something bigger..." She grabbed Sherry's arm and pulled. Sherry fell to the ground and Katie dragged her out of the room and down the hall to the master bedroom before releasing her.
From her prone position, she could see Katie slipping on a pair of her panties...then Katie righted her again, so she could see more. "What do you think, this one or this one?" Katie was holding a pair of jeans and a top in one hand and a dress in the other.
"I think...." Sherry started, softly.
"Wait...what am I saying...you don't get an opinion anymore," she said, tittering. "I'm going with the jeans...I think it is so much more...mature." She slipped on the jeans, then found a pair of flats to compliment it. She pulled out the tattered remains of her dress, revealing a still plastic torso. She grabbed one of Sherry's bra and put it on before covering it up with the top.
She spun around. "Much better...and room to grow...and soon I'll be getting my own clothes...you'll be the one with the hand me downs," she said.
"Katie..." Sherry said, trying to sound authoritative. It was a bluff, but...Katie seemed to be rather childlike. "I'm going to count to 3 and then you're going to fix me....1...2...."