To say that Cynthia was in a controlling relationship would be the understatement of the century. Earn, her boyfriend, was magical, and not just in a charming way either. He was a wizard, an avid magic user who freely used his powers where ever he saw fit. Before meeting him, Cynthia didn't even know magic was real, but after spending a short amount of time with Earn she learned how wrong she was. At first, this is part of what drew Cynthia to start dating him, loving the power of being around a man who could use magic to play around with the world around him at a whim, but what she didn't account for was how readily he'd play around with her too. Shortly after they started dating, Cynthia was quick to find out that Earn didn't even ask before using magic on her, casually turning her into everything from a cat for him to lay out on his lap to a pillow for him to lay on without much more of a reason than he was bored. This didn't bother her too much; each transformation came as a shock, but at least he changed her back each time he wanted his girlfriend back, right? What she was not ok with was when he began using his magic to control her even when she was human. As the girl found out while living with him, he could snap his fingers, and as if tugged upwards by invisible strings, Cynthia would stand at attention and do whatever he asked of her. Seemingly having no control over her own body during these periods, Cynthia watched passively as she was tugged along by her strings. At first, he only asked small things of her: clean up the house, put on something sexy before bed, but soon enough Cynthia found herself under his control almost constantly. She felt like his slave, even being made to dress in a revealing outfit as a uniform, but one day she had enough. "This needs to stop now, Earn. I'm not your toy."
Looking up to her boyfriend from a chair in their bedroom, Cynthia grimaced slightly as Earn smirked, seeming to get a kick out of her rebelliance. "What's wrong babe, I thought you liked when I used magic around you." Standing her ground, Cynthia continued to stare him down. Shrugging it off, Earn continued. "Well, as strongly as you feel about this, I'm not so sure I want to give up my little maid so easily." With her eyes following his hand as he lifted his fingers, pressing his ring finger to his thumb, Cynthia bit her lip in anticipation. "And what was that about you not being my toy? Well you should have just said so, I can fix that." At that, Earn snapped his fingers, and all at once Cynthia went still in her seat, frozen in her pose from just a moment before.
Unsure of what he had just done, Cynthia felt a cool relaxation overtake her body. She couldn't pin why, but her form felt light and soft, all despite being seemingly unchanged. Before she could ponder her situation much longer, she heard Earn speak up. "Go take a look at yourself in the mirror, toy." At that, Cynthia felt a familiar set of strings pluck her from her seat, making her stand at attention before walking to the wall mirror. There, Cynthia silently panicked at the sight before her. In the mirror stood a perfect silicon replica of herself; a lifesized doll. As she looked at her new body, she felt as Earn came up behind her, eagerly feeling up her synthetic body before wrapping his arms around her. "There. Now I'm not bossing my girlfriend around. I'm playing with my new silicon puppet. You really do have the best ideas, Cynthia." At that, he kissed her on the cheek, taking hold of her chest as she did. She knew she should be fuming, but her new silicon skin was sensitive beyond belief, the newly made doll melting as she felt her owner feel her silicon skin. Within seconds, she felt something new press up against her rear, the Cynthia Doll in his hands evidently turning Earn on. Lifting her uniform over her head, leaving the doll half dressed in an undershirt and panties, Earn turned the doll to face him and caressed her silicon skin. Cynthia hated herself for how much she was enjoying this, hearing her owner speak up once more. "Well then, does dolly want to be played with then?" For a second, Cynthia felt her own movement return to her, but instead of running or punching Earn in the jaw, she found herself nodding yes eagerly. "Good, well be a good toy and get into bed." Once again, Cynthia didn't need to be tugged by strings to listen to his command this time; she wanted to be played with, quickly jumping on the bed before putting her ass in the air with a slight wiggle. "Thought so," Earn said with a smirk, walking up to the bed before undressing himself. With her form going still once more where she propped herself up on the bed, Cynthia silently cursed herself to giving in so easily, but as she felt her owner take her by the thighs and pull her waist towards him, her mind became flushed with the desire to be played with as his doll. 'It's fine Cynthia, don't worry. He's turned you into worse before, and he's always turned you back. You'll be human again in to time, right?' The doll asked herself silently, though not even a second later she found herself lost in the sensation of being rocked back and forth against him. '....Right?'