Chapter #4You shouldn't be here?? by: Unknown ‘A little girl?’ you think to yourself, ‘What is she doing in here?’
The girl that walks in looks no older than 10 years old. You see her long blonde hair is pulled back into pigtails with large pink ribbons keeping them in place. You see her dressed in a pair of white tights and wears a pink shirt with “Princess” written on the front. As she steps inside her eyes immediately lock onto you as a creepy smile crawls up her face.
“Oh a baby dolly!” she says stepping closer to get a better look at you.
“Where’s your Mommy little baby?” she asks and leans her ear down to you, as if to let you respond.
“What’s that?” she says as if replying to you, “your mommy left you here all alone? Well that just won’t do! I’ll be your mommy!”
Then without warning the girls arms rush forward and pull you in for a big hug. You let out a small grunt as she crushes you slightly, but thankfully the girl doesn’t seem to notice.
“I’ll be the best Mommy in the world and get you diapered and feed you and play with you!”
Your eyes go wide at what has transpired. You just wanted to lay low here for a bit but now it seems this girl has claimed you as her new doll! Part of you wants to speak up to her and let he know you’re not a doll but you fear how she’d react. But at the same time having her diaper you and notice your a little more ‘advanced’ than the average baby doll isn’t exactly a good idea either!
“Hannah,” you hear a voice say outside of the stall, “Where did you go sweetheart?”
“Oh that’s my mom!” she says down to you, “Let’s go!”
With that the girl puts you under one of her arms and carries you out of the stall and out into the store. You look up slightly and see all the gorgeous women walking around and wish they would have entered your stall rather than this brat!
“There you are sweetie,” a voice says, “Where did you go?”
You look up towards the voice subtly and see a gorgeous blonde standing before the girl, with long blonde hair and a massive chest that is barely contained within her blouse. You see her holding a pink Victoria’s Secret bag, no doubt containing items she just purchased.
“I was just playing,” she says, omitting the part about finding her newfound toy.
“Alright well it’s time for us to get home so no more wandering off.”
“Okay,” she says and begins walking behind her mother.
As your’e walked through the mall you do see some guards roaming around, no doubt still looking for you, which at least gives you some upside to your predicament. Soon enough you find yourself out in the sun as the mother walks her daughter out to their car, helping her daughter into her seat. The daughter sets you between her legs and wraps her arms around you, hugging your back to her chest.
“When we get home we’re gonna have so much fun!” the girl whispers in your ear, the excitement evident in her voice.
You gulp in fear at what lies ahead.
After a short ride of her the girl playing with your hair and talking with her mother you see the car pulling in the driveway of a large house.
‘Maybe I might be able to score here to,’ you think, finding yet another silver lining.
After turning off the car the mother effortlessly helps her daughter out of the car with you in her arms. Once her feet hit the ground the girl sprints towards the door quickly running up a flight of stairs and into a bedroom. You don’t even have a chance to canvas the house as you are jostled in this girls arms and with a loud slam of her bedroom door are trapped in her room with her.
The girl immediately lays you down on the floor and smiles down at you, “Alright dolly, first things first I need to…”  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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