Jon was deposited in a nauseatingly pink room a couple of minutes later, amid many other (other??) dolls. "Sally! Can we play dressup, please?" Jon called out, smiling when inside he was screaming what he really meant to say. "Sure, little Sally. See, Annie? Jon's so good to me." She stripped him of the dress, revealing something new. His huge bustline seemed natural now, even topped with nipples, and lower, he felt around and realized he had a vagina. Mikey must have "refined" him...
"Wow, she's so realistic!" Sally giggled. "No, that's a he. He's my brother, remember?" She tweaked one of his nipples appreciatively, and slid a finger up inside him, making him moan. Her finger wiggled around inside, and he fell to the ground, overwhelmed by the new feelings. They built and built, finally exploding, making him scream in pleasure and seeming to erase all possibility of coherent thought. All he could think about was what Sally just did. "Good little Sally. Do you wanna keep your pretty shoes?"
Jon nodded, smiling. "I love my heels, walking in them makes me feel sooo hot. Can I please have something to cover up in? Maybe a miniskirt, I like those." Sally beamed, and Annie fetched a little pleated denim-looking miniskirt and skimpy white tank top, giving them to Sally who slipped them onto him. He posed in them, giggling, against his will. Mikey would pay for this.
"Thank you! But my face is bare... I feel so ugly." He pouted, and Sally sent Annie off to get a tiny makeup kit to hand to him. His hands moved of their own accord as he applied the doll's blue eyeshadow and blush and pink lipgloss. He beamed up at them. "You look so pretty, Jon! The best doll in the whole world." The compliment made him blush; inside it made him cringe and want to cry.
"Such a pretty doll can't be single. Do you want a boyfriend?" Jon grinned and nodded, wondering what he looked like. He hoped he was cute.
