Part 29

"No I don't want to be a Dolly" said Lauren as the robotic arms carried her ever closer to the first station "Let me go you stupid piece of junk"

Despite Lauren's best efforts the only way she was going to be released was if someone could get over to the control panel, but then even if they could the only person who would understand all the buttons and switches was currently dressed in a duckling costume and secured tightly into a Dolly Wolly box.

The console then went through it's error phase and unfortunately for Lauren it came to the same conclusion as before and started to turn her into a stock Doll. First came the inevitable stripping of Lauren's clothes followed by the electric razor and no matter how hard Lauren struggled she was soon bold as all the others.

"Stupid machine I just got my hair the way I liked it" said Lauren who was doing her best to burn a hole through the machine with an angry glare .

The machine didn't even seem to care and then sprayed Lauren all over giving her that pretty Doll complexion gave Lauren a hard whack on her behind as the Dolly Wolly logo was stamped into place.

"Now I wont be able to wear a bikini swimsuit for ages you useless machine" said Lauren who was trying to twist around to see her new stamped butt.

Lauren was then taken over to the second station and then Amy and me turned our heads towards the spinning costume dial. Around and around it went until it stopped on something simply called Dolly.

I think we all got a look of confusion on our faces but that quickly went away when another spray gun started to coat Lauren in what looked to be a plasticy kind of substance. Luckily for Lauren it stopped just before it got to her head.

"What is this crap" said Lauren still struggling as she watched the spray cover her body "It's so sticky"

Over the next 5 minutes Lauren's struggling started to become less and less and that's when I noticed that her skin kinda had a plastic shine to it like you would find on a barbie doll or something and soon Lauren stopped struggling all together.

"You stupid machine I can't move what did you spray me with" said Lauren her entire body turned stiff except for her head.

The machine was as cold as ever though and then put the now standard 15 diapers over her behind. The robotic arms then put a pair of white stockings on her legs that had big pink bows on the tops followed by a pair of pink Maryjane shoes shoes that had a small pink bow on the front. Next came a very cute little pink dress that had a sewn in petticoat than made the skirt flare out nicely, the dress had a very pretty row of bows down the front that went from her new peter pan collar to the top of her skirt where it met the sash that tied into a big bow at the back. The dress was also very short and her diapers were on full display just under the hem of the dress that was covered in more frills and bows. For the final touch she was then given her own pacifier which was tied very tightly behind her head.

The robotic arms then sent Lauren on her way to the next station where she then got a very pretty lavender wig glued to her head. The wig was very long and easily went down to her waist the wig was also dead straight with a nice even fringe that fell just above her eye line and then to top it off there was a big pink bow in her new hair.

The robotic arms then got to work on her face and soon her eyes fluttered with long curly lashes and sparkly lavender colored contact lenses. The robotic arms the gave her some red blusher and some sparkly lavender nail polish and then sent her on her way where she was then tied into her very own Dolly Wolly box. No matter how hard I looked at Lauren all I could see was a perfectly still Dolly Wolly awaiting transport well except for Lauren's head which could still move.

My amazement was short lived though as the conveyer belt started moving again and my focus was turned back to my own predicament. But before me was Amy who was being carried over to the first station kicking and well more kicking because the pacifier that she still had in her mouth easily kept her from screaming.

When Amy was at the first station the machine didn't go through the usual error command and it just kinda scanned her for a while.

"..............ERROR DOLLY WOLLY HAS ALREADY BEEN DREESED" came the voice from the computer console "SOLUTION FOUND NOW RETURNING TO STOCK MODEL"

I could tell that Amy was burning red with embarrassment for being recognized as a real Dolly Wolly by the machine. But the Robotic arms didn't seem to care and got to work removing her wedding dress diapers and even her pacifier! Suddenly it all seemed worth it to be dressed in something else just for the brief moment of being relieved from the diapers and pacifier. But then I was reminded of all the bad things that went with it like being naked like Amy now was or the shaving of the head which was just about to happen to Amy.

"No please I love my hair" pleaded Amy to the soulless machine but it wasn't registering.

I had never seen someone struggle so hard in my entire life but it was all for nothing as Amy's ringlet curls fell to the floor and she was left bold. Amy wasn't even sprayed down thanks to our trip to the salon. I guess she already looked like a doll and I feared that was going to be the case with me as well. One thing Amy didn't have though was the Dolly Wolly stamp but the robotic arms took care of that and she was sent on her way to the next station, with a slightly sore butt.

Amy arrived at the next station and my head turned toward the dial, it spun an spun until it stopped on something called Baby Tinkerbell.

"No I don't want to be a fairy" said Amy renewing her struggles.

But the machine as always carried on without so much as blinking or um buzzing...beeping well it doesn't really matter because soon Amy had her own 15 diapers placed on her and a pink sparkly Tinkerbell style dress was being pulled up her body and into place, this was followed by some pink sparkly fairy wings and little pink sparkly shoes with about a two inch heel. Unfortunately for Amy the dress did nothing to hide her diapers to which she was no doubt embarrassed about but before she could complain her pacifier was put back into place and she was on her way to the next station.

Amy did not look happy about the next part when she saw a Tinkerbell style wig ready to be glued to the top of her head, but the thing in particular she didn't like was the fact that the wig was a ginger color. Amt tried every which way to evade the robotic arms but the wig was eventually glued to her head despite her best efforts.

The robotic arms then went to work on her face but realized that she already looked like a Dolly Wolly along with her fingernails and so the machine sent her on her way to be packed into her own Dolly Wolly box, where she then joined all the others struggling away.

The conveyer belt slowly moved forward again and I could see that there was no one else in front of me so that must of meant that my time had come. This thought was quickly confirmed as the robotic arms lifted me up and carried me over towards the first station. Rather embarrassingly the machine recognized me as a real Doll and simply returned me to the stock version like it had done to Amy and unfortunately this meant removing my wedding dress outfit which left me feeling rather exposed being butt naked in the middle of a gigantic factory with about a bazillion dolls looking on and at least five of them were real girls. Needless to say my cheeks were a very bright shade of red as the robotic arms got to work removing my blonde ringlets. I wasn't exactly stressed over this as much as the girls were but I had been growing my hair for a long time and it was a pity to see it go. The machine as always didn't care though and once again it didn't spray me thanks to my salon visit although it did give me my very own Dolly Wolly stamp on my left bum cheek which stung quite a bit.

I was then dragged over towards the next station and then turned my head just enough to see the dial stop on something called Baby Dolly. I really didn't like the sound of that and soon my eyes turned to the size of dinner plates as I saw not 15 diapers on my behind but at least 20 my legs were instantly spread out sideways and I already knew that there was no chance of me walking, crawling or anything else really. The diapers were just so thick and things got worse when the robotic arms pulled a pair of pink plastic pants that were actually big enough to go over them. Next came a very annoying and girlie pink baby dress that as always was to short to have any hope of covering my diapers. The dress had a peter pan collar and little bell capped sleeves with a sash that tied into a bow at the back, the dress was also covered in little pictures of cupcakes and the words "The Cutest Cupcake of all" written on the front in big pink letters which turned my embarrassment up another million points. The robotic arms then placed little pink booties and mittens onto my feet and hands but these ones had little jingle bells tied onto them which wasn't helping in bringing down my embarrassment level. My pacifier was then rather rudely crammed back into my mouth and tied once again behind my head and I was then sent on my way to the next station.

I wasn't looking forward to the next bit especially when I saw the wig that I would be wearing. The wig was blonde and had a nice straight fringe but the thing that worried me was the two huge fluffy pig tails that puffed out either side. But before I could launch my protest the wig was glued into place and I now had two big fluffy pigtails that would flick the side of my face now and again, oh joy I thought sarcastically. The robotic arms then moved towards my face and like Amy it determined that I was sufficiently Doll like and sent me on my way to join all the others.

I had lost count on how many times I had been strapped into a boll box but after one time you kinda get sick of it. Little mercy was shown though and I was soon trapped in the box like so many times before. Well that was everyone and we were all now trapped with no way out until someone came back to the factory floor or so we thought.

"All DOLLY WOLLYS PROCESSED" said the machine as it beeped and buzzed away "NOW LOADING DOLLY WOLLYS FOR TRANSPORT"

If I had a dollar for every worried expression in that room at that moment then I would, well have six dollars. We then watched a roller door open and behind it was the back of a truck with it's rear door opened and then the robotic arms picked up each of our boxes and placed us into the back of the truck. The robotic arms then closed the back of the truck which left us in complete darkness and then after about an hour of waiting we heard the truck start up and the unmistakable feeling of the truck moving. This left us to wonder what was going to happen now.

To be continued