A New Doll. Part 1 by Adhi Parts 2+ By 0dd0nez

Entrapped

The rest of their time together was heavenly for Barbie and encouraging for Sarah. There was affection and sincere bonding, Sarah began to truly love the man inside of Barbie. There was something about taking care of someone devoted to her without any interest or possibility of sex being involved that was so empowering and self affirming.

Sarah was normal for her age and had a love hate relationship with her body. Seeing any perceived flaw under a magnifying glass. To see someone look at her with such uninhibited awe and fixation would honestly be disturbing in a normal boy. But Barbie was so harmless and helpless that it made it endearing.

At first and to an extent to this day, Sarah pitied Barbie once she realized fully what she really was. A boy on the cusp of becoming a man was robbed of his sex, his continence, his strength, his adulthood. He was made into a doll, a pretty little object to parade as a novelty and use as an outlet for their fucked up psyche.

But now, the person who was turned into Barbie began showing through. There was a soul that just wanted a friend who understood that there was a person inside of this caricature of girliness. And to be honest, it was fascinating to see how drastic her change has been. Barbie's vagina was perfectly sculpted and looked exactly like it should. The tiny opening was fitting for the age she's supposed to be. The soft body with a thin layer of baby fat. The girlishness of his face, enhanced by the permanent makeup. She was "cute" not attractive, completely asexually "cute." Not to mention the diapers. It was as if she had no ability to even notice that she had to pee or poop, it just came out as though the entire process happened without her brain being involved.

So what could Sarah really do? It's not as if they'd become a couple if she helped her escape from this nightmare. "Helping" her would mean removing her testicles and making her vagina functional. Letting her go through a female puberty. But even then she'd still need diapers. Would she be able to orgasm? Would she have a chance at a somewhat normal relationship for her actual age? At best, Barbie could hopefully grow into a woman. A completely incontinent woman with a squeaky voice and a lisp. But still. At least then she could be her own person. Be able to express herself and process her own existence without having to behave like a plaything for her little sister. Like going from hell, to hell with air conditioning and a mini fridge.

Then there was the danger. What would her lunatic family do to her if they found out she knew what Barbie was and was trying to help her escape? Maybe they'll disappear again. Maybe they would kill her. Even worse, maybe they would make her into some twisted project just like Barbie.

After a sleepless night. She thought she may have a plan that would work. But was it worth the risk? These were dangerous people. A psychopath with a twisted minion. Honestly death would probably be the best outcome if she was caught. God only knew what they'd do with her otherwise.

She couldn't live with herself just letting this be. She had to try. First she had to make sure that if she disappeared. Her family would know where to look. That meant talking to her old boyfriend Mark.