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Chapter 7
Dress-up Dolls

Dollmaker looked at you suspiciously. “Tell me why I should let you go free. Why shouldn’t I make you a little dolly like the rest of them?” She gestured at her Wall of Dolls and smiled. “They all look pretty happy to me. They don’t even have to worry about anything. They don’t have to worry about getting to the bathroom, or eating, or even moving!” Dollmaker’s smile suddenly appeared a little crueler. “They just sit there all day long until I’m ready to pway with them.”

You tried your best to keep up your smiling as you felt real fear run down your spine. Your fate rested on your ability to talk Dollmaker into your point of view. You briefly glanced at the plastic sheet laying across Dollmaker’s bed; the thing that had brought this idea into your mind. “I… I know… but I would rather play with you for real. It would be way more fun for you if you had someone to talk to. Wouldn’t it be fun if you had a living baby doll who you could actually feed or play with?” Dollmaker’s smile grew wider and wider as you spoke. You may have just done it.

“Okay,” She said sharply. “I will consider your request.” You could feel your heart leap for joy! “But… you have to prove your loyalty to me.”

Shit, you think to yourself. What will she have you do?

“Ummm… hop on one leg.” Dollmaker demands with her ever present grin. You knew something like this was coming so you are quick to obey her command. As you lift one of your legs and hop in place Dollmaker looks delighted! You simply feel yourself blushing as every hop causes a loud crinkle sound from your padded bottom. “Okay… uhhhh… pat your head and rub your tummy!” You follow suit and begin to do just as she asked. “Oh my gosh! What a good little dolly you are! I don’t think that any of these dolls here would have obeyed me so well.”

You knew that all you had to do was keep her happy and keep her distracted. If she was as foolish as you thought she might be, you could still win this.

Dollmaker gave you an amused look over her nose and blurt out, “Suck on your thumb little baby.” You didn’t want to, but you knew you had no choice. Slowly bringing your thumb up to your mouth, you hesitated, then slipped it in and began to suck on it trying to look cute. “Good Dolly.” Dollmaker walked forward until she was standing in front of you. She reached down and unbuttoned the crotch snaps on your overalls. As the flap opened up your large poofy diaper was nicely on display. Dollmaker leaned forward and placed her hand firmly on the front of your diaper, making you blush even more than you already were while sucking your thumb. “Use your diaper for me baby doll.”

You couldn’t! She wanted you to actually use your diaper?! You knew you shouldn’t be surprised, but you couldn’t help it. Could you actually go through with it? You found yourself hesitating. Dollmaker’s grin started slightly faltering. You saw a flash of pink cross your eyes and looked up in fear as you realized that she was holding the pink bow!! If she put it on your head, you’d turn into a Doll!

“Baby, use your diaper right now or you will be my little lifeless Dolly forever.” There was no time to lose! With your thumb still in your mouth you closed your eyes and pushed with all of your might! Thinking of waterfalls you waited several nerve-racking seconds until you felt it: a large warm wet spot start to grow inside of your padding. Once it started you couldn’t stop it. With Dollmaker’s hand still on your diaper you felt the warm feeling grow bigger and bigger. While Dollmaker watched, the yellow wetness appeared on the front of your diaper and spread until it covered the front.

Dollmaker giggled as she witnessed the scene unfold in front of her. As your diaper swelled from the accident, it felt like forever until it finally came to an end. Using your pants as your bathroom instead of a toilet made every second you were peeing feel much longer.

“Good Dolly!” Dollmaker cried out as she rubbed your squishy crotch. “Such a good dolly! I must admit… I didn’t think you had it in you. You must really want to be my little baby.”

Frowning miserably, you could feel the warmness quickly become cold and sticky inside your diaper. As you moved, even slightly the sagginess of your diaper swayed uncomfortably. But… despite this, it had seemed to do the trick. Dollmaker was smiling down at you.

“You have certainly proved yourself.” She grinned as she took the pink bow that had been meant for your head and ripped it in half. “This will be fun sweetie. How long do humans live…? 80 years give or take?” Dollmaker’s grin grew wide once again. “We have a lot of playtime to look forward to.”

With that, Dollmaker giggled as she leaned down and strapped the buttons on your onesie back up, covering your soggy diaper. You gave her a worried glance.

“Don’t worry about it Dolly. We’ll get you changed later. That diaper can hold at least one more wetting. Besides, you’re going to be in a lot of used diapers from now on, better get used to the feeling little Doll.”

You could barely stop yourself from frowning as Dollmaker leaned back up, leaving you trapped in your soggy diaper under your overalls.

“Now…” Dollmaker said. “Where did my clothes get to..?”

“I’LL GET THEM!” You quickly cry out. Dollmaker looked at you, shocked by your willingness to please her.

“You really are a good little Dolly aren’t you? This is going to be so nice having you around.” Dollmaker sighs in relief as she let herself sit down in a big comfy chair. The young looking girl closed her eyes and hummed to herself as she waited for you to bring her the clothes.

You walked over to the pile of clothes that you had ripped off of her. That looked perfectly fine, crumpled on the floor; yet… “Uh D-Dollmaker ma’am?” You said in your most nervous servant voice.

“Yes Dolly?”

“These clothes got a little bit ripped. Perhaps I should acquire something else for you instead?” You asked this question with real nerves in your gut. This would be your last chance for her to fall for your trick.

“Yeah sure! Whatever! Just bring something over here. I’m growing impatient Dolly.”

You grinned. She had taken the bait. Quietly as you could, instead of heading for new clothing items from Dollmaker’s wall of clothes, you picked up the crumpled up pile of clothes that you had left on the other side of the room. The clothes that you had planned to put on Dollmaker…

You felt squeamish as your saggy wet diaper swayed between your legs. It was gross. You felt like you were already getting a rash. You placed the pile of clothes in front of Dollmaker who finally opened her eyes. At first she didn’t react, she just saw a regular pile of clothes according to her usual wardrobe; she hadn’t seen what you had chosen for her for the challenge. Then her cheeks turned red as she saw what undergarment was lying on the top of the pile.

“What is that there for Dolly?” Dollmaker demanded angrily.

“Well…” You replied. “Dollmaker… ma’am, I wasn’t trying to be rude but I noticed the plastic sheet on your bed. And you looked like you were headed off to a nap. Putting two and two together I thought you might require a little bit more protection when you sleep.”

Dollmaker was heavily blushing, but after a long pause she sighed. “Very well, I guess you’re right. Give me the blasted thing!”

You couldn’t believe it! This had actually worked! It had cost a lot of your dignity, you reminded yourself as your squishy diaper continued to sway between your legs, but if it meant you’d won it was all worth it.

Handing Dollmaker the diaper you watched in amusement as she quickly got herself strapped up into it. As big of a talk as she had you were comforted by the fact that this big stupid baby had to wear a diaper every night to stop herself from wetting the bed. After her diaper was on, you handed Dollmaker the dress you had picked out: a big soft yellow one with a bows on the sides.

After her dress was on, you acted like an obedient servant as you helped Dollmaker into her socks and shoes. She was almost finished…

You stood up from where you were on the ground, keeping your cool. This was it…

Walking behind Dollmaker you pulled out the adorable red and orange bow that you had chosen for her to wear. With Dollmaker’s eyes closed and calm you gently put the bow into her hair.

A victorious sounding tune suddenly play over the hidden loudspeakers before ‘The Creators’ voice returned,

“The game is over.”

Dollmaker scoffed at ‘The Creators’ words. “Yeah, it’s been over for a while now. Where have you been?” The voice in the speakers ignored Dollmaker.

“The winner of the game is… The Challenger!” Dollmaker’s eyes popped open as she let out a gasp.

“What??? What do you mean The Challenger? I clearly won! The Challenger gave up!” Despite the somewhat robotic voice of ‘The Creator’, laughter was obvious as it sounded over the speakers.

“Dollmaker… you are a fool. It’s a wonder that you lasted as long as you did at this game. The Challenger only pretended to ‘give up’ so you’d let your guard down. You are currently in an outfit that completely originated from The Challenger’s wall. Dress, socks, shoes, headpiece… and even diaper. All there and accounted for. The winner of this contest is The Challenger!”

Even as ‘The Creator’ said these words you could barely believe it. You had actually done it! One challenge down, four to go.

Dollmaker suddenly looked at you, her eyes so filled with anger and hate that you might have actually peed yourself out of fear if you hadn’t already done it on purpose.

“YOU!” She screamed out and made a leap for you, her hands outstretched for your neck. You let out a little scream and prepared to defend yourself; but you didn’t need to. Dollmaker stopped, frozen in midair, suspended by the same blue energy that had held her when she had gotten a spanking. “No! No! Let me at em! Let me go!”

“Dollmaker,” The Creator’s voice said. “Don’t be a sore loser. The Challenger won fair and square. After years and years of winning you should take finally losing with a little dignity.”

Dollmaker refused to listen though and kept screaming until a pacifier shot out from one of the drawers and stuck itself into her mouth. She was unable to even try to pull the paci loose as her arms were suspended at her sides, motionless.

“Now… Challenger…” The Creator said. “I have one question for you. Since you won the challenge I find it to be only fair… You will decide Dollmaker’s fate. Tell me what you would like now.”

Choice #3

Technically the Creator is the cause of your problems but for now you’ll have to settle with Dollmaker. She did spank you, insult you, and was even the reason that you are currently standing in a soggy diaper. What should her fate be?

1: Let her get a taste of her own medicine for once. Have the magic of The Facility turn her into one of her lifeless porcelain dolls.

2: She has made others suffer, now it should be her turn. Trap her how she currently is and have the magic of The Facility humiliate her and take care of her as a living Baby Doll forever.

3: Take away her powers and send her to the world outside of The Facility so that she can be forced to see what real life is like for her.
 

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This story was written by Zander Chesney
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