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"Let's go! This village is really cool, I read it in the tourist guide!" Said Meg, pulling Nisha's wrist while Kodya looks at the oddly round main gate. The bus went on their way as Meg took selfies beside the many shiny rubbercoated statues arranged in the village.

"Where are the villagers? Are these statues the only inhabitants here?" Kodya wondered as she sat across a shiny statue of a pretty woman drinking her tea. Nisha hummed a tune as she walked deeper into the village.

"You know that song too?" Meg asked Nisha out of the blue.
"What song?"
"I don't know but it's playing in my head. Must be an earworm."
"I don't know what it is either, it's in my head since we arrived here."

Kodya stared into the bedroom eyes of the pretty statue across her and suddenly bolted up. These statues WERE the villagers. "I must warn Meg and Nisha! We must get out of here!" She sprints off trying to look for her two companions, peering into alleyways and corridors. "Grrr, this song in my head is getting louder and it's hard to think..." she lamented. She did not notice that the phone she was holding turned into a folded hand fan.

"Hmm, I wonder if we can order UberEats to this place. You hungry, Nisha?" Meg asked while trying to reach for her phone which was somehow not in her pocket. Her pocket was in fact gone as her business suit has morphed itself into a tight rubber cheongsam while she wasn't looking. She widened her eyes realizing how suddenly exposed her cleavage was. "Nisha...? What's ha-ppp..peni..ng..?" Meg's words turned into whispers as pearly white liquid rubber flowed from her toes all the way up to her face. Her fearful expression loosened and turned into a cute pouty, kissy face. The song was the only thing filling her mind now as she excitedly danced to it.

Kodya saw a lone, shiny dancing figure in the village square. "Finally, someone I can talk to." She muttered as she gripped her newly acquired hand fan. "Excuse me Miss, can I- AAAAAAACK!" The curvy brunette stumbled backwards in shock. The dancing doll who used to be Meg ignored Kodya and did a twirl. "Oh no. It's already happening. Meg has transformed..." Maybe Nisha is safe? Kodya wiped her sweat with her shiny, pearly white right hand. Her thighs tingled as white liquid rubber dissolved her yoga pants. upHer breath became shorter as a red corset tightened itself around her waist.

Kodya held her right hand up and let out a scream. She was also being transformed, and the music in her head became too deafening to think. "Please! Please no...p...lea...se..." She started dancing in the same manner as the Meg doll in front of her. What is left of her is a curvaceous, red lipped China Doll dressed in a green rubber cheongsam with no mind of her own. Nisha was just walking alone in another alleyway.

Half an hour later, with her long braid trailing behind, Nisha returned to the village square. She approached the two dancing dolls to take their pictures. "Weird, these two look like Kodya and Meg. The hair..." Before she could record their footage, her phone magically elongated itself lengthwise, and opened into a hand fan. Her indian Sari became tighter at the neck, as a tall Mandarin collar appeared. Her dress became shorter, tighter and shinier to fit her new role. "Am I dreaming? Where did my clothes go?" Nisha tried to make sense in spite of a weird tune playing louder in her head. She became so preoccupied with her new outfit, ignoring the white liquid rubber slowly encasing her...

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"Welcome to the Doll Village! Just like the Terracotta in Xi'an, it also has many rubber statues made in the image of real life villagers and tourists! The most popular ones you must check out are the Three Dancers. These are the tour favorites, as they seem to change their dance poses when you're not looking. Snap a picture with them in your own dance pose!"

Characters Kodya by ThebestNick, Meg by me, and Nisha by Chiefjudge