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19. Sharon get's a taste of irony

18. Megans World: Obeying her Owne

17. Sharon is marked to be the nex

16. Megans World: The Ballerina

15. Megans World: The First Rule o

14. Megans World: A Tyrant makes h

13. Pink Ticket: The sound of Trum

12. Pink Ticket: Femme Intricacy

11. Pink Ticket: Winners circle an

10. Pink Ticket: Other 'Winners'

9. Pink Ticket: Greeting Helper

8. Pink Ticket: First Contact

7. Pink Ticket: Wondering about

6. Pink Ticket: Waiting out 'Insi

5. Pink Ticket: Wendy Wittson

4. A Pink Ticket...

3. And Now For Something Complete

2. Unstable Universe

1. The Drafting Board

Sharon get's a taste of irony

on 2016-11-22 05:15:30

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As hard as Sharon struggled, the dolls overpowered her. In a quick circle around her already, they'd closed in an seized each of her arms restraining her helplessly.

"Hmm, you seem like a real 'Oompf ummpf type. So let's make you something cute!"

A flying doll swarmed overhead, much to the crowds awe and amazement. It brought down a helmet of some sort shaped like a bear's head, it's mouth forming around the face of whoever wore it. Despite her squirming, it quickly brought down the hat overtop Sharon's head, squeezing her face through it.

Once it was placed on, a creamy brownish goo melted down Sharon's body. The process itself didn't take more than a few seconds, and when it was finished her body looked like a shiny new teddybear, smooth and cuddly and absolutely innocent. Despite being skintight and reflecting, the layer of padding in some parts of the uniform hid any hint of sexuality that Sharon previously had. Even her formerly perky breast were completely concealed under what may as well been a layer of plush. The robots let Sharon go.

"Tsk, really?"

Megan giggled to her amusement, hugging the teddified Sharon with gleeful delight. There was little Sharon could do, the outfit was pawed as that she couldn't even wiggle her fingers around much in her cupped hands. She thought about clawing Megan up right than and there, but the softly costume had no claws to speak of.

"Noooooooow, whose nexties?" Megan poked her cheek and looked at the fearful crowd. She still needed a couple of shiny new toys before she did anything too drastically fun.




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