"Dude, you're one pathetic hunk of plastic," said a male voice from behind him.
Erik spun around awkwardly almost falling since he's knees no longer bent. He steadied himself by holding on to the sink. Behind him stood a hulking anatomically incorrect naked man.
"It feels good to hair growing on my chest for a change," said the Ken doll, "Still it feels like something is missing."
He walked over to Erik and pulled the elastic waistband and bent over to look in. "Damn, that's tiny, still it's better than nothing," he said rubbing the smooth spot between his own legs. "I figure I need to put on your clothes to complete the transformation, so tell me where they are, toy boy!" Ken demanded.
It was hard to bend his own neck, but he managed to see that he still had his manhood - albeit plastic. It looked about the size it was after a cold ocean swim, which made sense because he was frightened when he started to turn into plastic.
"So you want some clothing?" Erik asked adjusting his body before launching himself on to Ken. Ken's chest was massive (size 55 or so) compared to Erik's (size 42), still the doll man had never fought a human before, so was caught by surprise.
Erik managed to get one leg out of the board shorts and to pull that part way up Ken's leg. He felt some movement returning to his limbs as he clubbed Ken senseless with his heavy plastic arm. Flesh and blood did have it's limitations, and Ken was crying like a baby at the blood dripping from his mouth. They struggled to their feet, each had one leg in the board short and they were now each animated plastic dolls. Think Pinocchio made of plastic instead of wood. Their limbs bent though not as well as humans, they were more durable than humans, but they could still feel pain. The board shorts ended up ripped as they fought tumbling down the doll house stairs.
The fight continued outside in the giant room.