You pick her up carefully. She looks so cute and fragile now. If you had a heart, it'd be beating fast, filled with enjoyment of having a proper Owner. Carrying you Mistress back to her bedroom, you notice that her rubber dress is probably heavier than her actual body.
You put her on the bed, unsure what to do next. Your gaze wanders from her rubber thighs to the big bow on her back and finally to her pretty face, the purest manifestation of youth and beauty. You feel proud to serve such an Owner.
She's breathing slowly, her chest restricted by latex. Her mouth opens a little bit and you see that her fangs are now much longer and sharper than an average human's. This leaves you with a frightening thought.
'What will Little Mistress eat? Surely, I'll be able to make proper food for her but one ingredient will prove challenging to find, especially now that I'm a doll' — you think. The prospect of being unable so satisfy your Mistress in every way possible petrifies you. No, this is simply unacceptable! You have to do something.
Time to go outside and... 'ask' someone to help.
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It's dark and windy out there; the sun has almost set and the sky is the colour of television tuned to a dead channel. It's going to rain soon and the street is mostly empty, everyone hiding in comfort of their houses.
You see a young couple scurry along the pavement.
'Hurry up, Christy! If we end up soaking wet, you're gonna be the one to do all the laundry!' — the guy laughs, dragging his girlfriend by her hand. He's tall and handsome, almost like a fashion model. Pronounced cheekbones, short spiky brown hair, strong arms and confident posture make him look very manly. His expensive-looking jacket and trousers were probably made to measure.
His companion, on the other hand, looks very meek and petite. She's wearing a sleeveless yellow summer dress and a pair of sandals. Her long blonde hair is tied in a ponytail, fluttering in the wind.
It takes them a moment to see you.
'Wow, what a pretty doll! Hey, let me take a look' — the girl says, coming closer to you. Great! Now you just need to stand still...
'What is it wearing? Is that latex? Has to be some kinky guy's toy. Why is it outside though?' — the guy says, approaching you too.
They both stare at you, not sure what to think. Then you 'come alive' and grab the girl by her hand.
'Come play with me!'
'Wh... What the hell?' — she screams, stumbling back. Latex starts spreading from your glove to her hand. The girl shrieks and tries to peel it off, but it only makes things worse for her as now her both hands are covered in latex, which spreads quickly onto her dress.
The guy stares at this whole scene, lost for words. You look him in the eyes.
'You wanna play too?' — you giggle.
He takes a step back. Then another one. Then he turns around and runs for his life! Not good. If he attracts unwanted attention, Little Mistress will get in trouble. And that would be very bad.
You let go off the girl. She is paralysed, her eyes blank with no signs of thought or emotion. Latex shifts around, covering her body and clothing. She will be ready soon.
The guy is almost fifty meters away from you now. You feel a sudden surge of power flowing into you. It feels as if you could do anything to protect Mistress. You crouch a little and make a superhuman jump, your skirt flapping around in the air. As you land, you tackle the fleeing guy, forcing him to the ground, face down. Your skirt covers his head and upper torso. Latex starts converting his clothes into something more appropriate. Young man tries to stand up and get free, but you grab his hands and keep him down. Eventually, he stops struggling. You stand up and turn him around to see how he's turning out.
He's anything but manly now, wriggling and moaning in a breathy girly voice. His face warps and rearranges into that of a young woman's: soft and round, with slight Asian features. The guy's frame is a lot thinner now. His rubber trousers and jacket are one now, transforming into a dress similar to yours, but not quite the same. It's purple with black frills and ruffles. Neckline is significantly lower, exposing the girl's collarbone. The apron is heart-shape in the upper part. A big bow is attached to the waistband in the front. The apron's shoulder straps have big ruffles covering the puffy shoulders of the dress. The hem of the dress also has long ruffles adorned with intricate ribbon patterns.
The new maid's stockings have frilly garters just like yours, but they're also striped; black and purple. They end in black shoes identical to yours. Her gloves are striped too, ending with three layers of ruffles and bows just above the elbow.
The girl's lavender hair is reaching down her breasts, which, admittedly, are bigger than yours, even when tightened by restricting rubber outfit. A maid's headdress pops out.
You run your finger across all the frills and decorations, up to the maid's pretty face. You touch her cheek with your rubber dolly finger.
'Let's go, sister'
She opens her eyes which are the same pinkish colour as her hair. You help her get up. She's the same height as you now.
She obediently follows you back to the house. You find the former guy's girlfriend standing there, waiting for you. She looks the same as your new sister, down to the smallest wrinkles on her face or bow placement on the dress! You smile in content. Now Little Mistress has adorable twins at her disposal.
'We live to serve the Owner' — they say quietly, looking at you.