Becoming a Baby Doll

Chapter 2

I heard faint steps coming down the stairs, and instantly heard a voice also. "Hey sweeties, where is Mike at?" I heard the mom said. I screamed as loud as I could from where I was, but with the pacifier and the box and the closet door, there was no chance she heard me. "Oh, he left a couple of minutes ago, said he had to go home." I heard a girl say, "Oh, that's okay. Did you girls have fun while we were gone?" I heard a lot of excited yes's after that. I heard the mom go back upstairs.
Later in the day, the closet door was opened and Jessica walked in. She went behind the clothes and behind the box, and opened up the small door on the other side. "Good! No pee-pee!" She closed the door, and then left the closet.
As if on cue, I really needed to use the bathroom. I hadn't gone a single time since I had been overpowered. I couldn't move around to help me keep it in, and eventually it all came loose and I went to the bathroom in the diaper. It was the single most embarrassing thing of my life.

The next morning, Kirsten came in, and opened the little door. "The baby doll had her first uh-oh." The girls poked their heads into the closet, and watched as the girl took off the wet diaper, and replaced it with a new one, meanwhile putting the dress back in place.
"Hey girls, what are you all looking at?" I heard the mom's voice from inside the room, the girls started panicked and quickly shut the closet door. After some arguing, the mom opened the door to the closet, revealing me. "Wait a second, isn't that Mike?" The mom gasped. "Please can we keep her mom? She is our favorite doll." The girls pleaded with her, and this time the mom looked at me with a smile on her face. "Alright, you can keep her. Make sure to keep care of her though." The girls screamed in excitement, having their mom's permission to keep me as their doll.
The girls tied ropes around my legs and arms again, while another girl loosened the twisty ties. The girls dragged me out of the box and onto the bed. "I have another idea." Gemma said.

The girls rolled the broken high chair into the bedroom, and once again got me stuck in it again. "We always wanted a Dolly Go-Potty doll, but mommy would never give it to us." one of the girls said. "But now it looks like we can make one." I shook my head like mad, but they ignored me.
"Like I said, we have been preparing for all this for weeks, so we already have this ready." Kirsten said. She stepped onto the bed, and pulled a pipe down from the ceiling. She took the top off the pacifier, and plugged the hose thing into it. One of the girls put a piece of duct tape over my nose, forcing me to breath up the pipe. "There are vents in the pipe that only air can get through, but if you don't drink fast enough, then you might run into a problem." Kirsten said.

Jessica stood on the bed. Turned out the pipe only went into a little hanging platform that was mounted to the ceiling. "First comes the laxatives, to ensure we get the Dolly Go Potty doll." The girl dropped a couple of pills down the hose, which I was forced to eat.
Jessica poured a bottle of water down the hose, and I realized I couldn't breath with the water there, so I was forced to drink the water. The girls seemed satisfied. Jessica grabbed a gallon of water, and began to steadily pour it down the hose, forcing me to drink as fast as I could to get any air. She kept pouring water down the hose, almost forgetting I had to breath as well. Then I felt my crotch get warm, and the diaper get heavy. I had wet the diaper without even realizing it. I couldn't even feel what was going on, but the diaper kept getting heavier and heavier as I was still forced to drink.

Kirsten quickly pulled down the diaper and replaced it with a new one, which I quickly filled up also.
"Ha, this is kind of fun." Kirsten said. "The doll is like a peeing machine." Jessica kept pouring gallon after gallon down the hose, meanwhile I filled up diaper after diaper. "Our Dolly-Go-Potty doll really works!" Gemma said.

I began to struggle a bit. "Don't worry, we have five more packages of diapers to go." The girls giggled. "This is better than any Dolly Go Potty doll! We have a Dolly-Potty-Machine here." The girls couldn't stop giggling.

Jessica dropped a couple more pills in, probably more laxatives. I didn't think they were serious, but they kept pouring water down the hose and kept changing the diapers until another two hours later, when every single diaper was drenched and sitting in a giant bin.
"That is... two hundred diapers in three hours!" The girls laughed. "It can be a Dolly-Go Potty doll too!" The giggling would not stop. I was the most exhausted I had ever been in my life, not like they cared.

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