Cory settled in to wait for half an hour after turning into a doll. He could move his plastic eyes around, but was still stuck staring at himself in the mirror, forced to study his fixed plastic features. Cory found himself looking up his own skirt; he could see his white pantyhose all the way up to his crotch. Not that he had anything there anymore to see, he noticed. Cory also saw his stocking covered feet through the cutout portion of the mary jane shoes. He didn't feel panic, but he thought it was pretty weird. He tried to turn his head again and succeeded only spinning it about half in inch this time. Movements had become difficult and stiff.
Cory looked back up at his reflection. His bed looked bigger than it had been. Cory realized with horror that he was starting to shrink! Cory became dizzy but could not shut his eyes. He perceived the room to be spinning, but he was just becoming smaller and smaller. Cory's new girl clothes shrunk with him, the tights picking up their own slack to hug his diminishing legs tightly as ever. The dress he was currently wearing could have been no more than a foot in length at this point. It hadn't become any longer on him.
He perceived that his proportions were changing subtly as well, changing to more resemble a toy doll than a realistic human. Cory's plastic legs and arms became longer and more slender; his neck stretched out a bit and his eyes became larger to give him more expression. Cory's waist shrunk as his butt and chest broadened a bit. Still looking in the mirror, Cory now resembled a cross between a Barbie and a Bratz doll. His human proportions had been taken away from him, along with his mobility.
45 minutes elapsed and Cory's humanity was farther away than ever.
Thoughts of panic began to form on the edges of his mind.