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“......what's going on?” the boy Ketchum awoke to seemingly darkness. “I...can't...see....am I dead?”

Attempting to move only left Ash with no further answers. He could feel his body wiggle, but his arms remained stuck to his sides while his legs were sealed together shut. Something seemed to be around his neck preventing movement of his head.

“Can't move....mouth...stuck...”

The other plan was to try say something with his mouth, but it was stuck in a wide open hold. The boy could only speak though his thoughts. Breathing still okay, though it felt like two tiny plastic tubes were stuffing into his nostrils. Whatever the tube might produce, he might have no choice but to breath it in.

“Why am I so hot...” Ash cold feel himself start to sweat under a second skin over his entire body. “Am I in...rubber?”

With what little movement his fingers had, Ash tried to rub his thighs to confirm his question. While he should not feel his skin, his fingers seemed to slide with ease, almost like against something glossy.

“Yes...this is rubber....my chest feels....heavy..........wait, before....”

Waking up some more, the boy recalled what had happened he was knocked out. Somewhere he was going but for some reason, he could not get to, something about a shop his visited and what it sold that he hate....

“CELEDON GYM!”

Yes, he was going to Celedon Gym, it was all coming back to Ash now! They would not let him into the gym because he mocked the perfume they produced. But then how did he...

“That's right....Team Rocket...”

Oh god, Team Rocket, they convinced him to go in disguise.....a disguise that was not one of his proudest moments. That cheap large orange dress, that discounted blonde wig with a free pink bow, and those half price ruby shoes.....for a girl! If it meant getting into the Gym, at least no one would know....

“Crap, she found out.....”

The Gym Leader Erika was not at all fooled by his disguise. She had two members of staff each grab an arm and escort her to the back out of sight. He recalled Team Rocket had been caught took but sent to another room, probably to another fate...

“THAT DRINK! IT.....”

And then it happened. Erika forced a strange pink liquid down Ash's throat and instantly, it began to change him as the staff removed his dress and underwear so the humiliation changes were on full display. Limbs shrinking down in width, hips and butt expanding, his male genitalia shrinking then morphing into a new alien one (At least by Ash's knowledge.), stomach slimming, the wig fell off as real long hair sprouted and grown from his head downwards against her back, gently tickling her  now very sensitive back skin. And then the one change that seemed to confirm to Ash was what going on, those large twin round orbs growing out her chest more and more still the began to hang from her chest. Bigger than a pokeball, bigger that her hand stretched out, would they ever stop growing?!? Finally stopping at an impressive 36D cup, Ash recalled what that weight on his chest was and what he had been turned into, a one hundred percent person of the opposite gender.

“I'M A GIRL?!?” Ash recreated his reaction in his memories, remembering  squeezing her new breasts in a panic, only to softly  moan, then trying to find his penis which resulted to an accidental “rub” and another moan.

“Careful now.” he remembered what Erika told her before passing how. “The next step is your insides and as many test subjects have testified, it is the most pain....”

The pain came back to her, recalling holding onto her sides as her “indoor plumbing” started to change, like bending pipes with force and twisting and shaping strange new parts. The sensation sent Ash into shock, her heart beating so fast and sweat dripping down her new curves, it was all too much as Ash felt to her knees then collapsed and passed out.

“That was really real?” Ash started to struggle more violently, very feminine moans escaping her wide open mouth. “They turned me into a girl?!? Then where the hell am I?!?”

Unknown to Ash, she was indeed in a rubber suit, complete with a match hood hiding her face and hair, all shiny and a tightly suited bright pink colour now coated the former boy who was laid out on a soft pink love-heart bed within a matching girly bedroom. Holding her in place were belt straps all around her rubberised body, keeping her legs shut, her arms stuck to her curvy sides, a choker restricting head movement and a pillow for comfort. The hood drowned out all sights and sounds outside of her latex prison, not even the screeching sounds of her rubber suit could be heard.

“Damn these.....things!” Ash complained about her jiggling breasts as she struggled giving off a strange new sensation. “Okay, if I do nothing, that woman is bound to do more crazy stuff to me...but if I'm on a bed like I think I am, I don't want to try roll over, fall down from god knows what height and then crack a rib in this more fragile body...damnit, what can I do?”

“Awake now are we?” spoke a voice in Ash's ears.

“A voice?” Ash pondered. From the feeling of the voice, it felt like Ash had earphones within his ears under the hood.

“I bet this must be quite the day for you, mocking our perfume, dressing up in drag, then actually becoming a girl all in one day?” the voice continued.

With no way to respond, Ash just struggled against her restraints some more.

“I take that as a yes.” the voice in a soft welcoming gentle tone replied. “Let's try and make you relax a bit.”

Just then the tubes in Ash's nose puffed air into her nostrils. It had an almost strong perfume like scent to it, reminding him of younger days when her mom would drag him to the perfume section of department stores for her mother to browse against her will.

“There's does that feel better...Ashley?” the voice asked.

“My name's not Ashley...it's...” suddenly Ash's head started to feel numb and fuzzy from the air she inhaled. “It...feels nice...”

“That's good Ashley, that is the name you wrote down on the registration form when you came into the Gym after all.”

“Yes, but that was only.....you're right.....it was.......” Ashley found it hard to argue to the voice, her will starting to fade away as more of the weird gas puffed through the tubes.

“Mistress Erika recommended you take a little therapy session you learn your place.”

“Did she....I suppose that can't hurt....” Ashley almost smiled under her hood.

“Very good, now just follow my words, slowly inhale and then exhale when I tell you.”

“Breath in.............breath out.”

“Breath in.............breath out.”

“Breath in............................breath out.”

The latex clad girl did exactly as instructed, feeling much more calm and relaxed thanks to the soft tone of the voice. The bed now feeling more like a soft cloud around her while to the rubber had no longer even crossed her mind.

“I want you to picture a rectangular box shape with your mind. Do you see it?”

“Yes...” Ashley answered in her thoughts as her imagination created the shape.

“Now put yourself inside of the box. There is now a window for you to see outside the box. Create many more box shapes of the same size a short distance from your box. They all have people inside all standing to attention.”

“Other....people?” Ashley looked curious.

“The boxes are all on a shelf, much like your box. There are two more rows above and below the shelf. What does it look like?”

“Looks almost....like.....a toy store.....” Ashley recalled seeing a section of a toy store like this in her childhood.

“The colour of the boxes and part of this area is one dominate colour, a bright colour most associated with you. Picture the boxes changing to that colour.”

Without any real thought, the boxes in Ashley's head turned into a bright colour. With no instruction, the featureless people inside morphed into a more feminine, blonder, girl-ier shape.

“This is....the girl's doll section!” Ashley blushed. “I can't be here...I'm a....I'm a....”

More gas pumped into her system, dissolving her fears.

“This is a girl's doll section of a toy store. It has many identical dolls in different colouring, similar hair style depending on their theme, some even come with accessories.....”

“That's....for girls....I'm.......a boy.......” Ashley attempted to protest some more, only to be met with more gas.

“If you were a boy, you would not hang around here....”

“That's....true....” agreed Ashley.

“So that must mean, you are a girl, a beautiful female.”

“I suppose....I must be...”

“And if you are in a box as well, then you must be...”

The voice did not finish her sentence. Instead, a reflection in the window appeared before Ashley, a pretty lady with gorgeous golden yellow hair starring back at her with a permanent ruby smile and lashes that stretched for miles. Her face given a make over, frozen in a happy state without even a blink.

“I'm a....doll?” Ashley was astonished how she looked, butterflies fluttering in her tummy from what she was wearing that was all brand new to her. A small bright pink top that showed off her cleavage and her now slimmer tummy, a short white skirt giving her the freedom that pants or even shorts had never offered her before, and the long hairless legs that stretched so long and slender, completed with long pink Jigglypuff shocks and pink high heels...goodness, she was in high heels! A love heart necklace hung from her neck, and was that pink nail vanish on her longer nails? If Team Rocket suggested this get up earlier, she would not have been caught dead in it, now she absolutely adored herself.

“You like what you see?” the voice asked.

“I do...but I'm really a doll...?”

“Do you not noticed your shiny silicone body?”

Upon looking at herself again, her skin did look like it was made of silicone, it was much more shiny than regular skin.

“But why...a doll....?” Ashley pondered.

“A doll? Why not a doll? Dolls can not act on there own, because they don't have to! Why worry about even the little things like breathing or blinking when you don't even have to lift a finger? One one person makes to feel alive, and that is your owner.”

“My owner?”

“The person that looks after you, the person that makes you come alive not through magic but by doing everything for you! And every day with owner is playtime! Playtime feels good, playtime is fun, playtime is anything your owner imagines. You could be sipping tea at a Kalos cafe, cooking a meal for a handsome guest, riding a fancy car across the world! All without the restrictions of reality!”

“Playtime....fun....” Ashley at this point feeling so derpy from the gas, her head was open to anything. “Wanna be played...”

At that moment, a young girl who looked like a giant in Ashley's eyes picked up her box, starring at her, then smiling as she took her new doll away.

“Seems we already found you an owner!” the voice pointed out. “Do you want to be played with?”

“Yes! Please yes!” Ashley grow excited as her box was scanned at a till, paid for by the little girl's parent, then shortly after the front of her box opened. A giant hand picking her up and holding the doll by her chest with a happy embrace, sat on her owner's lap much like the little girl was sat in the car.

A short drive later, the girl and her parent got home, Ashley's owner too excited to wait running up the stairs to her bedroom. She could not wait to play with her new doll, while Ashley could not wait to be played with. A child's bedroom door open as did a whole new world to Ashley. A room full of more pink than she had ever seen in her life. Wallpaper with Jigglypuff and Clefairy patterns, a large pink bed littered with Pokemon plushies of the more girl-ier Pokemon, pink curtains, pink carpet, pink chest of drawers, this was certainly a little girl's room.

What caught Ashley's attention the most however was the tiny plastic table on the floor with three identical looking dolls sat by the table on chairs with an empty chair sat out for the former boy.

“At last, I have the full Tea Party set!” the little girl spoke giddy as she got down on her knees, bending her new dolly's legs into a seating position and placing her into the empty chair. “Now we can finally have a propa tea party!”

“Would you look at that?” the voice poke again. “You've been invited to tea! How cool is that?”

“It feels.....nice.” Ashley looking at the other dolls, all smiling like she was and sporting different clothing and hair styles and colours. “Like I....belong...”

“Imagine all the conversations you and the other dolls will have over tea. Shopping at the mall, going to the hairdressers, riding a pink convertible all around the room, living inside your doll house...in-fact you don't even have to imagine or talk. Owner is like a goddess to you, she makes you and the other dolls come to life with her very hands and words! See? She's even lifting your arm up to drink tea! Isn’t it really nice not to have a single worry in the world? No pains or aches, no hunger or thrust, you don't even have to lift a finger!”

“It really is nice!” Ashley felt so happy inside as her plastic arm holding a tea cup was bend up to simulate drinking.

“Mmm, the tea is delicious Emily!” The little girl acted out Ashley's lines.

“Mmm, the tea is delicious Emily!” Ashley repeated her owner's dialogue in her head. “Ohhh, this is heavenly!”

“And just wait till dress up time!” The voice pointed out. “I wonder what next week's pocket money will buy you? Maybe a cute little ballerina outfit to really bend those limbs of yours in dance and poses you could never of done before! A bright pink bathing suit for when owner takes you to the beach! Maybe a princess like that Emily doll and go to a royal ball and be so royally! Perhaps she'll brush your hair into many different styles like pigtails, curls, a ponytail? Isn’t this more fun and pleasant than rough toy soldiers?”

“Yes.....YES!” Ashley had no idea why all those things felt so appealing, but she knew she had to take part in it all!

“What are you?” the voice asked.

“I'm a cute girly dolly that loves to be played with, dressed up in, to made so beautiful!” Ashley's body in the real world rocked on the bed from her excitement. “Play with me owner! PLAY WITH ME!!!”

“Now, clear your mind.” ordered the voice. “You're back in your laid down position. Did you enjoy your first session?”

The latex coated Ashley breathed so heavily on the bed, new emotions and feels experienced for the first time putting her in an excited state of pleasure. And this was the first session? The gender bent boy clutched her hands and feet as best she could in her tight rubber skin as if to signal “Start the next one already!”.

“Now just follow my words, slowly inhale and then exhale when I tell you.”

“Breath in.............breath out.”

“Breath in.............breath out.”

“Breath in............................breath out.”

The giddy girl contained herself as the voice was beginning the next fantasy. The voice had begun as a stranger but now Ashley felt she could trust her with her life, not even noticing the gas any more, as far as she was concerned it was just regular oxygen, unaware she was in the palm of whoever the voice belonged to.

“Now, picture the surface you are laying on. Almost bouncy and springy is it not?”

Ashley imagine the bed she was on, like the box before creating the shape around her.

“You are on the softest most comfortable bed you have ever slept on. The cotton sheets are of the most high quality and the mattress shapes to your outline to perfection. You feel as light as a feather.”

This could not be any more true as while she was in rubber bondage unable to move, the bed did feel so nice to be laid out on.

“The bedroom are filled with bright pink colours throughout. The wallpaper, the carpets, the bed........even you!”

“Me?” Ashley wondered what that meant.

“You feel light as a feather because you are as light as a feather!” the voice explained. You feel so hollow inside like there are no organs inside. Your skin is made of a rubber fabric making you look like an inflatable but still human shaped, your precious mountainess breasts feel like inflated balloons latched to your body and your head feels so likewise, like you are a literal airhead...”you mouth permanently open in a big O shape, lips warped around it like a water park rubber dingy. You can't breath, you don't need to breath, you have all the air you even need.....for you are a love doll!”

“Love.....doll?” Ashley had no idea what that was.

“A love doll is very much like a little girl's doll, only for the opposite market, the adult man.” explained the voice.