Morgan couldn't help but smile to herself as she undressed, letting out a content sigh as she listened to the running water filling the bathtub beside her. It had been a long week, but as she came through the frontdoor of her apartment not too long ago, she found a small package with a note waiting for her inside. Perplexed, the girl plucked the note from the box, recognizing it as her boyfriend's hand writing immediately. 'Hey babe, I know this week wasn't easy on you, so I left something for you to help you relax. I'll find you later, -Dave" Smirking at the note, Morgan opened the box to find a neatly packaged bath-bomb, a sweet smell coming from it as she did. She couldn't help but find the gesture adorable, thinking of her boyfriend as she plucked the bath-bomb from the box and skipped off to the bathroom. Now, with the lights dimmed and a warm bath drawn in front of her, Morgan shed the remainder of her clothes as she stepped into the tub, lowering her frame into the water. Sighing once more, the girl took on a playful look as she dropped the bath-bomb into the water, watching the orb begin to fizz, giving off a sweet aroma as the water took on a colored, soapy texture. Content, Morgan slid into the tub deeper, a certain tingling coming over her skin as she relaxed. "Wow, this really is relaxing," she mumbled to herself through a grin, feeling her body slowly and deeply relax. As the sensation made its way through her body, her skin took on an artificial feel, shifting to silicon. Morgan couldn't be bothered with these changes though, far too relaxed to mind. Soon though, the girl was nothing but a realistic, lifesized sex doll.
Losing track of time, Morgan was relaxed to the point where she didn't want to move an inch. In reality, the doll couldn't move if she wanted to, not even breathing as her gaze was aimed off at nothing. After a while though, Morgan heard the front door unlock, footsteps making their way to the bedroom before she saw the door open out of the corner of her eye. There, Dave was slowly leaning on the bathroom doorframe as he looked to Morgan's new silicon form. "Wow, you turned out great, didn't you Doll?" Morgan was confused, not knowing why he’d call her that, but before she could question him she felt as he slid his hands under her arms, lifting the toy from the bath. Hanging loosely in his grasp, it was only then that Morgan realized she couldn't move, that she was an inanimate doll in her boyfriend's hands. Looking over the newly made sex doll as she drip dried, Dave smiled brightly. "Well you definitely look relaxed! Sorry that I left out the whole 'doll transformation disclaimer' on the bath-bomb, but you're fine with it now, right?" Playfully, Dave jostled the doll in his hands to make her nod yes, Morgan finding no words leaving her lips as she tried to resist. "Good, because I had a long week to, and having a new toy to play with is my way to relax." At that, he pulled the doll against his frame, kissing her deeply before propping her up on the sink. Feeling how he handled her, Morgan's confusion gave way to deep relaxation once more, watching from her limp pose as Dave turned on the shower.
Letting the bath drain before washing down the rest of the bath-bomb's suds with the shower, Morgan watched with growing excitement as her boyfriend-turned-owner stripped down, plucking the doll from where he dropped her. Loving the feeling of him handling her, Morgan felt as he rinsed her off, pressing up against her as he washed her off. Motionless, propped up to be lean against her boyfriend, the doll felt his hand guide her chin to look at him. At that, she felt a new feeling take over her. 'I want...I need for him to play with me.' The doll would get her wish, feeling as her owner lifted and pressed her against the wall with ease before taking his time enjoying his new toy. Between the water running over her still face and the feeling of being played with as any good sex doll should be, Morgan was in bliss, her limp frame wrapped around her owner. By the time he had finished, Morgan was lost, only coming too as he carried her out of the shower and dried her off with a towel. Cooing as he carried her under one arm to the bedroom, tossing her on the bed before fetching some clothes, Morgan couldn't help to think to herself. 'If this is what being his doll is like, sign me up.' Feeling her frame lifted once more, Morgan Doll watched as Dave dressed her up in an outfit she didn't recognize: it was a white and blue stripped bra and panties with matching knee socks, but he didn't stop there. Fitting Morgan with a collar and a pair of cat ears on her head, Dave finished dressing the toy by pulling her hair into two pigtails. Morgan couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, the costume making her look like some anime figurine, but as she was picked up off the bed and turned to face her owner, who's eyes lit up as he looked over the doll's new outfit. Seeing how much he liked it, Morgan Doll let her embarrassment slide, just being happy that owner liked what he saw. "You know Morgan, this was only supposed to be for tonight, but the more I look at you the more I might just keep you." Morgan Doll stood silent, thinking to herself. 'Wait, keep me? Like as a doll? Fore-' before she could finish her thought Dave kissed her once more, Morgan melting in satisfaction as he picked her up and posed her by his piano. 'Dave keeping me as his doll... I like the sound of that.'