You step forward with a click of a heel and stand proudly before your Lady,
“Yes Mistress? You rang?”
“Good doll, yes I did,” she replies without even looking at you. The formalities of conversation haven’t been present in a long time between you two. “I’ve been noticing your hiccups more and more.”
You start to panic inside. You’ve dropped a few tea cups, true, and some of your joints have been freezing, but surely Mistress wasn’t going to replace you right? You start to open your mouth but before any response can come out, your Lady holds up her hand and continues,
“Unfortunately, the quality of your service has been steadily going downhill. Luckily, while I was at the market today, I found a solution.”
You try to accept your fate as a replaced doll and your heart cracks. However, Mistress simply reached down into her bag and brought out a jar of reddish hue that glinted from the fireplace’s glow. Before you could ask, she unscrews the top and seemed to whisper something even your trained ears couldn’t pick up.
Immediately the red substance leapt from its jar straight at you. You reflexively fall backwards as the goo latches onto you. Your little clockwork racing to think of whats going on. Before you can understand what the ooze is, you start to feel it moving, creeping. It has found one of your joints and is seeping into you.
You feel the gel filling you, your clockwork being pressed against. It’s an overwhelming sensation to have so much of your insides touched at once. You give a small gasp and another voice speaks up.
“Hello little doll~” It didn’t come from Mistress, it came from inside you. “Don’t worry, I’ll make sure you can be the best possible doll you can be. All you need is a little help.”
Your limbs move on their own as you stand back up in normal presenting position. Gears racing, you look to your Mistress and she simply gives a soft smile.
“Now then, let’s get to work.”
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