You couldn’t see much in the dark of the fake room. But as your hands traveled around your body, you could faintly make out certain details that made you realize what sort of doll Jillian had gotten, that you had now become.
You felt like you were wearing a vest of sorts, your arms were in sleeves that you could faintly feel lines of stripes run down them. You blushed as you felt hard plastic… mounds on your chest as you felt you were wearing a skirt! Though as you hands felt around your plastic head and face, you felt you had a good enough idea on who you were.
‘Android 18…’ you think, ‘Great. Just great…’ you think as you fold your arms, feeling the cuts in your arms that created your joints. Standing to your feet, you try to get a feel for your new body.
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