Being a witch has its perks. Be it the convenience of basic spells or the mischievous fun she managed to have using magic over the years, Haley had always loved being a witch. For the past few days, she couldn’t help but loath her talents, all because of her friend who currently followed behind her as the two walked through the mall. “Come oooon, please?” Emma droned to her friend, walking behind her as the two zig-zagged through the moving crowd. Haley sighed, hearing her plea for what seemed like the hundredth time. “How many times am I going to need to say no Emma, this is the third time this month you’ve wanted me to turn you into something. It’s like you’re hooked.” Haley kept her eyes forward, listening to the disappointment of her friend behind her. “How can I be hooked? You’re the one who’s always throwing her magic around, why can’t we have a little fun with it?” Making her way to a banister, Haley stopped to take a breather, Emma inching up beside her as she did. “I know you like it too, otherwise you wouldn’t do it to half the people you meet,” Emma joked with a smirk, getting Haley to smile as well.

Admittedly, she did. Haley had a thing for turning people into objects; be it plushes, clothes, more adult toys, transmuting people was just one of her many hobbies as she saw things. In the past she’d never shy away from it, even arguably overreaching how freely she did as well, (a number of the toys and clothes in her bedroom at home would attest to that.) In this case though, she couldn’t help but feel a twinge of hesitation when using it on her friend. Over the past months, Emma had been a bit of a plaything for her, both literally and metaphorically. It had started months ago, when Haley turned her into a doll to sneak her onto a flight, but since then Emma seemed to have picked up a taste for being Haley’s toy. The girl started out joking how she wouldn’t mind being transformed again, but before long it almost became a regular thing between the two of them, with Emma practically spending as much time around Haley as her possession than as a friend. Emma seemed to love it, and Haley couldn’t help but love it too, but she still had a feeling it wouldn’t be long before Emma stopped asking to be turned back. Even that wouldn’t have bothered her much anyway, nothing she hadn’t done before, but she was still trying to avoid having most of her close friends inanimate lying around her bedroom.

“You know why I’m unsure about this Em, I’d rather not have another incident like we did with Priya.” At that, Emma just chuckled. “You mean another incident where Priya gets exactly what she wants and you get a cute little silicon doll waiting for you on your bed? Oh yeah, that sounds just awful.” Emma replied, her sarcasm making it hard for Haley not to crack a grin, smirking at the thought of her dolled friend waiting for her at home. Sighing deeply, Haley knew there wasn’t much to change the girl’s mind. Looking back up to her, something grabbed her attention, pulling her gaze upwards. Just behind her, the brightly light sign of “Build-a-Toy Workshop” hung precariously over the girl’s head. With a lighthearted, defeated sigh, Haley looked to her friend before taking her hand and walking towards the store. Caught off guard, Em spoke up. “Hey, where are we going?” she chirped with a tone of confusion in her voice. Stepping up to the entrance of the store, Haley stopped before looking back to her friend, speaking in a coy tone. “We’re gonna make you a doll, of course!”
For a second, Emma’s eyes shot widened, with a spark of excitement entering her before shortly thereafter realizing what she really meant as she saw the store in front of them. Halfheartedly hitting Haley’s shoulder, Emma spoke once again with disappointment seeped into her words. “Wordplay? Really? You got my hopes up just so you could use some cheesy wordplay?” She crossed her arms in disappointment, but Haley didn’t let up. “Come on you, we’ve got a doll to make,” she said in a joking tone as she half-dragged the girl into the store.

Stepping in, Haley looked around eagerly as her friend moped behind her. The store was brightly light, with completed and unfinished toys of all kinds lining the walls and shelves. All around the store, a number of kids and even some couples were going through the process of “building a toy,” each at different stages of the process. Haley, paying no attention to Emma’s disappointment, kept up her act. “Hmm, so where to start? Guess we need to choose an unstuffed doll first.” Bringing Emma with her to the selection, she scanned the toys, jokingly giving each consideration before moving to the next. Turning to her friend, she smiled, taking on a gentler tone in place of the jesting one. “Want to know which one I’m going to pick?” she said suggestively, at which Emma raised an eyebrow. As she opened her mouth to speak, Haley quickly slid a wand out of her sleeve into her hand, flicking it gently.

All at once, Emma felt the air escape from her lips silently, her words getting lost in it all as a lightness washed over her whole body. Before she knew it she was completely hollow, her skin simultaneously shifting from flesh to soft fabric in an instant. Her dirty blonde hair atop her head quickly became nylon strands of the same color, her eyes and features shifting to cloth as well. As Haley watched this unfold in the split second after she flicked her wand, she could see Emma smile before her hollow form collapsed into a pile of clothes and cloth on the floor. Flicking the wand once more, anyone who may have seen the miraculous act quickly disregarded it, instantly forgetting anything had occurred before returning to what they were doing. Looking down at her pile on the floor, Haley smirked once more, picking up her hollow friend under her arm. As she did, her clothes slipped off, leaving just the cloth husk of her friend. Giggling to herself as she spotted Emma’s more private features, Haley flicked her wand one last time. “Let’s keep this PG, ok Emma? At least for now.”

Emma, though barely used to her hollow form being draped over Haley’s hands, felt another surge of energy flow through her. All over her cloth skin, a light orange fur sprouted, soon covering most all of her body. At her hands and feet, she felt two toyish paws form, absorbing her fingers into mittens as her feel took on a similarly doll-like appearance. Likewise, as the changes reached her face, her appearance took on that of a toy vixen, with a small muzzle appearing that incorporated her mouth and nose. As her mouth was pulled into an innocent smile, Emma could feel as two cloth fox ears sprang from her hair as well, which also took on a slight red tint. Even just above her butt, an equally limp fox tail appeared, its fur being taking on a white and then black color towards its end. Finally, the changes left no trace of her human features, leaving her chest as one uniform curve over her breasts, with her sex shifting to a smooth, undistinguished strip of cloth. Though lifesized, Emma could easily pass off as any other toy sold in the store; simply a cute fox doll waiting to be stuffed.

Looking down at her handiwork, Haley smiled devilishly. Running a hand across her friend’s stomach, she could feel the soft give of the doll’s fur between her fingers. “You don’t mind being my little vixen again, do you?” Haley spoke in her same joking tone, puppeting Emma’s still hollow head to nod in agreeance. Internally, Emma nearly yelled in excitement, giddy to be her friend’s doll again and already feeling her mind shift slowly into thinking like a doll as well. Even now she was loving how Haley’s hands felt against her empty frame. Before she knew it though, Emma felt herself being folded over her friends forearm. Dangling with her head bobbing against her paws, she felt more like laundry hung out to dry than anything else, swaying slightly as her owner knelled over to pick up Emma’s scattered clothes, tossing them in her bag before making her way deeper into the store. “Come on pet, we need to finish making you, don’t we?”

Now at the back of the store, Haley walked right up to a large, mostly clear machine, filled to the brim with stuffing. With a smirk, Haley ran her hand along her friends back, gliding it along her shoulder blades before finding what she was looking for. There, her hand slid into a sizeable slit in the cloth, an opening into Emma’s cloth frame. Opening the slit gently, Haley held out Emma in front of her as she approached the machine, sliding a tube through her friend’s back and into her still empty chest. Leaving her to dangle limply from the tube, Haley stepped to the right, flipping on the machine.

All at once, Emma felt a flow of cotton rush into her, settling at her feet and moving its way up through her form. Haley watched as quickly, the shape of the fox girl began to take form, her friend quickly shifting from a limp piece of cloth to the familiar curves of her friend. In a matter of seconds, the toy’s legs were stuffed fully, with her tail taking on a similarly firm look. Pushing up through her waist and into her torso, the sensation was enough for Emma to want to cry out if her head wasn’t still hollow. In a few seconds more, Emma felt her chest regain its form, the cotton filling her arms quickly as well. Finally, she could feel her head fill as well, leaving it tilted slightly to the side as her muzzle took form, with her mouth slightly ajar in the slight smile of a doll. As she began to settle down from excitement of the internal caress she just felt, Emma watched as Haley stepped back in front of her, evidently happy with how she turned out. Lifting her off the tube, Haley looked into the girl’s stitched on eyes for a moment before turning her around and bending her over at her waist slightly. “Wow, so much for keeping it PG,” Emma thought with a giggle, though she found herself locking up in a state of mental bliss as she felt Haley reach into the slit in her back once more, feeling to make sure the toy was fully stuffed as well as the brushing a finger along the internal lining of her chest. Content, she slipped her hand out, squeezing her doll to her chest before walking back through the rest of the store.

As Emma’s gaze bobbed up and down as she was carried through the store, content as she thought about being played with later, but quickly she found herself confused as Haley handed her off to an employee. A guy, a bit younger than she was, took her in hand, wrapping an arm around her waist as he carried her into a backroom. Though nervous and unsure of what was happening, Emma calmed internally as she saw he was just grabbing a needle and thread to stitch shut the opening in her back. Sitting her upright on a work bench, she felt the man quickly close the hole and was ready to be brought back to Haley, but she was caught off guard once again as he turned her around, pulling her close to him as he squeezed Emma’s plush curves. “Never seen a doll like you sold here, but something tells me were going to need to order more of you,” he started tilting Emma’s chin up to meet his gaze. “You’re the kind of doll I wouldn’t mind playing with myself.” He said, smirking as he coped one more feel, picking her up and bringing her back out into the shop. Internally, Emma was loving the attention. “Why not just play with the toy in your hands? I’m sure we can have some fun,” she pleaded internally, feeling her thoughts shift fully to think like the doll she was.

By the time they got back, these thoughts were front and center in her mind, her getting giddy at the sight of Haley. ‘Owner!’ she shouted internally, cooing as she felt Haley take her back into her arms before thanking the man. Finally, with her doll back in hand, Haley made her way over to the doll-clothes selection. “Now then, how should I dress up my new toy?” she asked Emma, who silently smiled back at her. Internally, Emma laughed to herself at the question: she had completely forgotten that despite her fur, she was being carried around naked, though currently the plaything didn’t have much to hide. Walking along the wall, Haley saw costumes for everything from a standard princess get up to a cheerleader outfit. Shrugging each off, Haley’s eyes roamed until they landed on a simple costume; a 1920’s-esc sundress and a wide, wavy sunhat to match. Content, Haley reached into her bag, pulling out Emma’s discarded clothes as she did. Dropping her wand into her palm once more, she quickly flicked it, and in a second Emma’s clothes shifted into the dress and hat from the shelves, only a bit more appropriately sized for Emma’s lifesized form. Sitting her down on a table, Haley was quick to dress her doll, balancing the hat on her head as she playfully posed her. Biting her lip slightly, Haley stepped back, admiring the thing of beauty she had made. Sitting at the end of a table, legs crossed and dangling off the side, sat a fox doll, whose soft curves stunningly accented the flow of the light blue dress she adorned. With the sunhat balanced precariously on her head, Emma looked back to Haley with a smile that only would have been brighter if she could move her expression, her arms positioned on her lap with her tail between her two mitten hands. With a smirk, Haley looked up to her new plaything once more. “I almost forgot, we need to make it official, right?” Grabbing a marker from the end of the table, Haley slid up beside her doll, taking hold of the toy’s large white tag which hung off the side of her waist. After jotting something on the tag, Haley read aloud softly: “Emma Doll, property of Haley.” Looking back to her newest creation, she couldn’t help but mumble to herself “God I love my hobby.”

Quick to scoop Emma up and pay for her at the counter, Haley walked back out into the mall, her friend slipped into a large plastic bag being carried at her side. Smiling brightly, Haley went on with her shopping, dragging her new toy across the mall as she lay curled up in her bag, the same slight smirk of a doll still unmoving on her face. Internally, Emma was as happy as can be, her mind wandering to how much fun it was going to be to be played with again by her owner. Finally leaving the mall, Haley dropped Emma in the back seat and headed home.

After what seemed like a forever of anxious waiting, Emma felt the car stop, her bag being hoisted into the air before being carried up to Haley’s apartment. Before she knew it, the two were in her bed room, and Emma could feel the bag being turned upside down. Quickly, the stuffed doll came tumbling out of the bag, falling onto Haley’s bed before bouncing slightly off the plush surface and sprawling out into a pile on her back. As her unmoving gaze settled, Emma could see most of the room around her. Lining her desk and walls, Haley had an assortment of dozens of dolls on stands, stuffed animals laid about, and even a mannequin in the corner that Haley seemed to use as a coat hanger. For Emma, she was pretty sure that some of them, if not most of them, were people at some point. All across her desk a number of archaic looking books were open, a number of them open to spells used for transformations. Out of the corner of her eye, she could even see the dark tan legs of what looked like a silicon doll, undoubtedly Priya.

As she lay there, the fox-girl doll could hear Haley moving just out of where she could see. By then, she just wanted to be played with, however Haley saw fit, but while she was expecting Haley to pounce on her any second she felt something different instead: her foot move slightly. Slowly, Emma began to realize she could move, blinking once, then twice before starting to sit up. Looking around, she turned to see Haley standing there with a wand in hand, looking down at her toy. All at once Emma spoke up. “No, come on, you’re not turning me back already, are you?” the doll spoke, Emma falling disappointedly back onto the bed. After a second of pouting, she sprang up, determined not to give up on what she wanted for so long so easily. Standing up on her own wobbly, stuffed legs, she approached Haley, doing her best to put on her most innocent voice and seductive stance. “Toy needs for owner to play with her, you know,” she started, coyly slipping an arm around Haley’s waist, pressing her waist and chest against her owner’s. “And what kind of owner doesn’t use their new plaything before putting them away?” she continued, teasing Haley as she brushed her tail along her leg.  “You know, if you wait to turn me back, I’ll be your pet for the night, you can play with me as much as you want!” Emma spoke with desperation in her voice, doing her best to avoid becoming human again so soon. Haley, hearing the sadness of this innocent looking toy’s plea, couldn’t help but laugh. “Who said anything about turning you back?”

Emma looked confused, her stuffed head tilting to its side as she looked to her owner for answers. “Then why can I move? You never let me move when I’m your doll.” Haley, before saying a thing, pulled the fox girl into a hug, feeling the soft give of her stuffing as she lifted her off the ground. Carrying her to the bed, she inched her way to the back board, positioning Emma onto her lap as she did. “Well, pet. I was just hoping we could talk a bit before, well, you’ll see.” Emma’s head quickly tilted to the other side, her confusion persisting as she felt her owner playfully move her around, putting up no resistance. “So, I know you love being my doll,” Haley started, petting her toy slightly as she did. Emma smiled in agreeance, looking to her owner to continue. “and I’ve been hesitant using spells on you too often…but you know what? I’m going to try to forget about that for a while. I think… I think I’m going to keep you.”

Taking a second to process what she had just heard, Emma’s fox ears perked up as she realized what she meant. Shaking her tail excitedly, the doll lit up all at once and practically pounced on her new owner, thanking her a dozen times as she hugged her head to her chest. Haley, laughing the whole time, sat her new toy back on her lap, holding her waist against her own. “Hey, calm down there girl. It’s not forever, but I’ll happily be your owner, at least until you get sick of it, ok?” Feeling Haley run her hands along her tail and waist, Emma replied with a tone of sincerity in her voice. “Me? Get sick of being your dolly? Never.” At that, Emma saw a mischievous, seductive smile inch over her owners face. “So then, pet. If I really do own you now then, let’s see just how much fun I can have with you, shall we?” All at once, Emma felt herself flushed with energy once more. Under her sundress, she could see her womanly features return, her breasts becoming independent once more with two, fabric nipples on the end of each. Similarly, she felt her sex return to her, taking on a velvety, smooth cloth form. Feeling her owner slip her fingers into this newly returned hole, Emma felt herself lock up in a moment of bliss once more before going completely limp again, her mouth left completely open as she toppled limply on top of her owner. In a matter of seconds, Emma went from animatedly jumping all over her owner to a plush sex toy, limbs spread out aimlessly in every direction. Tossing Emma’s limp form onto the bed beside her, Haley lifted the toy’s sundress over her head, letting her breasts, arms, and head flop limply as she unveiled her naked form. Kissing from her sex to her lips, Emma internally quivering the whole time, Haley whispered into the vixen’s ear before starting her play with her new doll. “Welcome to my collection, pet.”

1 Month Later

It’s always hard to find someone with similar kinks to you. Haley had been dating for years, guys and girls alike, but for the first time in a while she found a guy who had a similar passion for most all of Haley’s other more intimate traits. Brian, a broad shouldered, plenty attractive and genuinely nice guy, found himself talking to Haley one night at a bar and the two hit it off immediately. Since then, they’d gone on a number of dates, several which resulting in the two getting lucky, and over the weeks the two learned about how closely their tastes did line up. Haley was proud of herself; she didn’t even need to use magic and she had already found a perfect guy for her. Admittedly, he still didn’t even know about any of her magic, let alone that magic was anything but real, but Haley felt that would be a talk for another time. “A talk that could end in a very fun night for the two of them,” Haley thought happily, looking to the clock as she made her way through her apartment. Walking around her kitchen, she was just about done cleaning and preparing her apartment as she heard a knock at the door. Practically skipping to the doorway, she opened it wide, Brian leaning against the frame of the door on the other side. “Hey cutie,” he said as he stepped through the door, kissing Haley deeply before looking around. “Wow, nice place! How have I never been here before?” he asked jokingly, looking to Haley as he stepped into the living room. Haley swiftly came up behind him, still smiling as she took his hand. “Well I wanted to wait for the right time, I think you’re about ready to see my apartment,” she started, tugging on his arm with a knowing smile on her face as she led him down the hall. “Now come on, I want you to meet my roommates.”

Following the girl, Brian wasn’t quite sure what to expect, but as he stepped into her bedroom before arching an eyebrow at what he saw. There on the bed were two beautifully made dolls; one was a silicon sex doll, positioned seductively against the backboard of the bed. The doll that of a shorter Indian girl, with a brilliant smile and short black hair, dressed modestly in a loose sweater and no pants. “That is Priya, a good friend of mine,” Haley started with a smirk, “And this is my little pet, Emma.” Beside the silicon doll was a lifesized stuffed toy, a soft looking fox-girl doll who’s head was limply tilted back, her looking to the ceiling with a blank gaze and notable smile on the edges of her open mouth. For a second, Brian thought she was just a plush, but as his eyes moved along her legs into the folds under her dress, it was clear the toy wasn’t just for cuddling. Jumping on the bed between them, Haley went limp for a second, pretending to be a doll as well before cracking up, laughing at her short-lived act. Hoping up, she picked up the fox girl with ease and tossed her into Brian’s arms. Catching her, he chuckled to himself at how excited Haley was to show off her toys, looking over the doll in his arms as he did. Admittedly, he couldn’t help but admire the appeal of the anthro-girl in front of him, feeling a twinge of arousal as he felt the slight give of the doll’s stuffing in his hands. Looking at the doll’s curves, he eagerly felt her crotch, and was met by a pleasant surprise, confirming that the plaything in his hands was no regular bed toy. Looking back up to the doll’s blank expression, there almost seemed to be a spark of life behind her ditzy expression. Around her neck was a collar, simply reading “pet” on a small circular tag.

Taking the doll from him in a bear hug, Haley looked to her man with an anxious look. “Sooo, do you like them? Not too weird, right?” she asked nervously, to which he just laughed. “Are you kidding me? These are amazing!” he started, inching onto the bed to get a better look at Priya, running a finger along her light brown lips as he did. “How did you get these girls, they look amazing,” he asked Haley jumping onto the bed beside them. “I’ll show you all that later, it’s a lot easier than you think” she said with Emma still in hand. Jokingly, Haley began to puppet Emma, making it so that the doll was nuzzling Brian’s neck, positioning her seductively on her knees over his lap. Before he could say anything, he felt his jeans unzip, the fox girl brushing up against his crotch. If he didn’t know any better, he’d say the doll was moving on her own. In an instant, he felt Emma wrap her lips around his member, something he couldn’t say he expected but he found himself aroused beyond belief regardless. “So then,” she started, letting her dolled friend fall limply onto her boyfriend’s lap. “Which of your toys do you want to play with first? Priya, Emma,” she said, motioning downwards to the vixen between his legs. As she did, she leaned in, kissing him deeply as she ran a hand along his chest. “Or how about me?” As the two began to make out, Emma couldn’t help but sigh with content, her head still propped up and her mouth filled by Brian’s now fully aroused piece, and loving every second. Feeling herself lifted up and put against the back board, Haley puppeted the girl’s head up and down once more to blow him as the two kissed above her, leaning against Priya as they did. Emma, feeling as Haley gripped at her hair and even Brian sneaking a feel of her chest, was fully aware and loving every second she was being played with by the two. As the two got more and more riled up, the two only involved their dolls in their act even further. Through it all, the sensation and the overwhelming appeal of it all, one thought keep crossing the Emma’s doll’ed mind. “Why would I ever want to be anything but a toy?”