Doll Factory Exposed p1

Doll Factory Exposed Part 1

“You can’t be serious!” Fran resisted the urge to tap her finger on the burly guard. “I was told that I could go on a tour of this place. I even purchased a ticket.” She reached into her blue trousers and pulled out a small stub. “Here. Look at it.”

He shook his pale head. “Sorry, lady. We have been having some issues as of late. No one goes in or out without the boss’s permission.”

“Well, then, I want my money back. You know how much these tours cost me?”

He crossed his arms and narrowed his amber eyes. “No refunds, lady.”

“But I didn’t get any—

A middle-aged man in a suit emerged from the factory door behind the guard. “Let her in.”

“But—

“Greg don’t worry. That silly situation was just an oversight.” He smiled and looked at Fran. “You are more than welcome to come inside, my dear.”

“Finally.” Fran smiled and sneered as she walked past Greg. “Well, I guess you should have let me in from the start.”

“Don’t push it.”

She stood in the doorway. “Hey, I am just stating facts. I think you shouldn’t be such a rock. Keeping paying customers outside. You might end up being fired or something.”

Greg whirled around as Fran rushed through the door. “Why you little. . .”

“You shouldn’t antagonize him like that.”

“Oh, but I had to do something. I almost lost a hundred and fifty bucks because of his stubbornness.” Fran giggled. “He deserved to know just how rude he had been.” As she put her hands behind her head, she turned her head toward her new companion. “So, who do I have to thank for getting me out of that sticky situation?”

“My name is Pepper. I run this factory.”

Fran giggled once more. “Pepper? Are you sure you should be running a factory that makes dolls? It sounds like you should work on something in cooking.” She rubbed her chin. “Just what exactly I don’t really know. But you have the perfect name for it.”

Pepper rolled his blue eyes. “Ya, ya. Get it out of your system now. It isn’t like I have heard that joke before.” He crossed his arms as he watched Fran laugh. “I didn’t mean that literally.”

“I’m sorry. It was just funny.”

“Right. Can we move on to the tour?”

“Of course.” As they walked, Fran examined her surroundings. The floor was made of tile with a black and white checkered pattern. The shining white walls and the lights above didn’t help with the glare. “I just know you will love the various dolls our factory makes.”

“Well, it has to be better than this hallway.”

“I’m sorry about that. My employees tend to rub this place down with a zealous frenzy.” He smiled. “I promise the rest of the tour won’t be so shiny.”

“Well, that is good.” As they neared the doorway at the end of the hall, Fran took a deep breath. “But if I may ask, why are you taking me on this tour, Pepper? You run this company. Why would you waste your time showing me around, especially when I was the only one to show up today.”

He grasped the square door handle. “That is an excellent question, my dear. One that deserves an answer.” He pushed the door open, and Fran covered her eyes as blinding light flooded through. “So, step this way as I answer it.”

She slowly stepped through the portal. “But I thought you said things would be less shiny the deeper we went in.” She rapidly blinked her eyes. “I can hardly see.” Fran rubbed her eyes as she tried to ascertain her surroundings. “Pepper? Where are you?”

“I am sorry for this.”

“Huh?”

The lights suddenly dimmed, and Fran found herself in a strange multi-colored room. Vats and strange metal contraptions were strewn about the room. But that isn’t what caught her eye. All around her stood strange-looking human-sized dolls, some having the look of toys she would find in a toy shop, others having the look from a more exotic shop. “What is this?” Her eyes fell upon Pepper, who was shivering between two blow-up dolls. “You dragged me in here to look at your merchandise?” She giggled. “I didn’t know you made sex dolls. They are kind of cute.”

“Don’t call me cute!”

The other doll crossed her squeaky arms. “I don’t know. You are kind of cute.”

Fran took a few steps back. “Did they. . . just talk?”

“Of course, we talk. What makes you think we can’t!”

“Oh, Ivine. We are over this every time a newbie comes in here. They need to be shown how things work.”

Fran’s eyes darted back and forth as she tried to keep up with who was talking. “But Dora.” The over-inflated sex doll pushed her partner. “I am sick of trying to explain it. Why do we? We are here to make the town into dolls. Why do we have to bother explaining things?”

Fran’s eyes widened. “Turn people into dolls?”

The doll named Dora giggled. “Oh, honey, you will love it.” She took a step closer. “Your limbs will feel all light. Oh, and the sex. Out of this world.”

A voice across the room filled the air. “You exotic playthings are not getting your hands on this one!”

Dora turned around and slammed her rubber foot on the ground. “Our type of dolls are superior to yours. Who needs giant clockwork soldiers and pixies?”

As the entire room erupted into arguments and chaos, Fran took the opportunity to turn around. “This is crazy. I can’t really turn into a doll, right?” She rubbed her chin. “But if it could. . . No. I have a job. Hughh. That I hate.” She paced back and forth. “I can’t believe that I am considering this. It is ludicrous. Hmm. . .” Eventually, she formed her hands into fists and made her way to the door. “No. Even though there is a part of me that would like to enjoy my days away as a doll, I just have a life. Time to leave before this nonsense gets out of control.”

As her hand wrapped around the door, she felt the squishy sensation of a rubber hand gripping her arm. “Huh?” Fran was suddenly twisted around by one of the blow-up dolls, and a strange power flung in her face.

“She is ours. You all are too late.”

Fran rubbed the powder from her face. “Ugh, what the hell was that?” She flung the door open. “Pepper. I am not sure I want to continue this tour. Good day.” She slammed the door behind her.

Dora ran around franticly. “Oh no, no, no. This isn’t good at all. We can’t have a dolly walking around out there.”

Ivine bounced forward. “But isn’t this what we wanted? For us to spread our dollyness across town?”

“But it is too soon.” Dora grabbed her rosy cheeks. “And why does she get to leave the factory first?”

***

Fran moaned as she pushed the door to her apartment open. “Ugh, what was in that powder?”

“Fran? Are you finally home? How was the tour?”

She walked over and sat down on the couch. “Nathen, I am so happy to be home. You are never going to believe what I saw.” She wiped the sweat from her forehead. “I don’t even know if I believe it myself.”

Nathen walked into the room with his hands in his jean’s pockets. “Try me.”

“Well, I found myself in the strangest room filled with living dollies of all different kinds. These sex dolls wanted me to be like them.” Nathen walked over and sat next to her, causing her to rise slightly on the couch. “I can’t believe they are making such a thing in that factory.”

He laughed. “I think you were just hallucinating. Either that or the heat is getting to you.” He wiped her forehead. “Look at you, honey.”

“I am not. . . I mean, I do feel hot. But I am not hallucinating.” She moaned once again. “Oh my, I do feel so hot, Nathen.”

“Do you need to lie down?”

She shook her head. “No. I just. . .” She took a deep breath, her body tensing up. “I just. . .” She looked at her husband, feeling a strange primal urge growing inside of her. “I just need you.”

“Wow.” He smiled as he blinked his green eyes. “Usually, you are not so forward.” He laughed as she pulled him close. “What brought this on?”

“I just. . . Dolly just needs her man.”

“Dolly? Are you sure you are ok, Fran?”

As she realized what just came out of her mouth, she noticed her skin turning soft and rubbery. “Nathen. I. . .” She moaned as she felt her new latex skin rub against his. “I feel so weird.” Her eyes widened as she felt her breasts press against her bra. “Ohhhh! Dolly feel so good!”

“Fran?”

She pulled him close for a kiss. “Don’t question it. Just flow with it!” Fran giggled as she felt her body inflate, pressing against her clothing. “Ohhh!”

Nathen smiled. “Well then. If you want to be my doll, I guess I can’t object.” He kissed her right back.”

She felt her swelling breasts press against him. “Ohhhh.” Her new urges pressed her on. “Yes.” She formed her hand into rubbery fists. “What do you say we take this to the bedroom?”

Nathen smiled as he pushed himself off Fran. “Of course, my lovely wife. Or I should say dolly. I will meet you there.”

Fran giggled as her cheeks inflated. “I can hardly contain myself. The wait better not be too long.”

***

Nora walked down the street, ignoring the strange looks the people were giving her. “We have to find Fran.”

Ivine’s head twitched back and forth. “Nora, we shouldn’t be doing this.”

“Fran can’t be out here in this state. You know this!”

“But these people.”

Nora bounced a bag of powder in her hand. “If these people want to get in our way, they can be dollies too.”