Day 008/365:

After her first week of being a doll, Mel was surprised at how quickly she had gotten used to being a plaything. In the mornings, Mel would wake up to Jason getting ready for work, letting her fall from his grasp as he got up, though each time she fell back to bed he would lean over to kiss her before starting his routine. “You have no idea how hard it is to get up when you have someone that cute waiting for you in bed,” he joked with her one morning, Mel internally blushing over the effect she managed to have on him even as a toy. While sleeping, he treated her like a teddy bear now, even occasionally using her chest as a pillow, all of which she couldn’t help but love. During the day, Jason would head off to work, leaving Mel alone for most of the day. She expected it, it was just part of being a doll after all, but what surprised her was that she didn’t really mind it. Sure, she would prefer to be played with or even just have Jason around, but being propped up on his bed with a number of Mel’s other dolls around her, she felt peaceful, the hours alone taking on a dream-like quality as she slowly enveloped the mindset of a toy, content to act as decoration for Jason’s bed. When Jason would return home though, she would snap right out of it, feeling herself get giddy as he greeted her with a kiss each day.

As the end of the week came around, Jason came in at the usual time and hopped on the bed, taking Mel into his arms as he did. “Hey, babe, miss me?” he asked coyly, taking her by the hair and puppeting her to nod yes. She loved it when he would puppet her, admittedly, thinking about how she would do the same to her own dolls when she was flesh and blood. After taking some time to playfully tease his doll, kissing her in between talking to her about his day, he finally paused for a second before looking her to her still gaze. “So, I’m kind of having the guys over tonight, and something tells me I shouldn’t have a fuck toy propped up on my bed, right?” Mel silently agreed, giggling to herself about how odd it would be to be found by guys that she herself knew. “Good thing you’re inflatable then, right?” Playfully, Jason circled her air plug with his finger, Mel admittedly nervous about what was happening. ‘Being deflated is just another part of being a doll, ri-“ She found herself internally cut off as Jason pulled the valve open, kissing her as he did. In a matter of seconds, she felt as her frame slowly fell flat as the air within her rushed out of the plug. Finally, she folded atop herself, most all of her body becoming flat save for her head, hands, feet, and breasts. As she was, she found it hard to think much, quickly losing track of things and she fell into a heap on the bed. With a smirk, Jason got up, drapping Mel’s form over his desk chair as he moved a number of Mel’s dolls from the bed to his closet, eventually doing the same with her. Folding Mel and placing her in a box with the rest of her toys, Jason kneeled over and lifted Mel’s silicon head once more before speaking up. “It’s only for the night. Besides, a doll needs to be put in the toy box eventually, right?” At that, he got up, closing the closet door behind him. “Owner… is right.” Mel thought, drifting off into an almost sleep like state, though she could still hear Jason and his friends as the night went on.