“doll mode” your body limps before you even register the words. “goood doll, now stay nice and still” you hear and cant disobey even if you wanted to, you’re in doll mode, nothing you can do but exist with your blissful lack of thought as an unmoving doll subject to the whims of your witch. your witch starts dressing you in cute outfits, asking what you think, and knowing she won’t get an answer unless she tells the doll to speak, in which case you must answer and tell her how wonderful you feel as her doll, at which point she motions to close your mouth and going “hm maybe that’s still a little too much thought fur my mindless puppet”. at which point your witch makes you serve her tea in a maid dress and kiss her other dolls fur her entertainment.
