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Hidden away, deep inside Aurora's new alarm clock, the tiny Fantagraphic Generator began to hum quietly to itself as it tuned into the sleeping girl's thought patterns and finally, selected an appropriately provocative scenario to suit the lascivious yearnings buried deep in her subconscious. It began to generate an alternative reality. Moments later, the sleeping girl vanished from her bed as she was bodily sent into a strange and demanding world where the edges of make-believe and reality were inexplicably mingled and where suppressed desires were given full reign of expression.
Aurora awoke and found herself sitting stiffly upright on a strange bed that was far too small for her and feeling most peculiar. She was propped up against the bed's headboard and her long, elegant, and very straight legs, were angled, out in front of her. Something was not right. It was not just that she did not recognize the strange room that she was in or that she could not seem to remember anything from her past...indeed, anything at all but, there was something else, something she could not quite put her finger on. Unable to pin point the elusive connections that would enable her to piece together why she felt this way, she let her mind go blank. She continued to sit on the bed and, untroubled by any cares, she watched the pale blue curtains flap in the open window as the sun shone in from outside.
Suddenly, the door opened and, to Aurora's surprise, a large teddy bear walked into the room. She was even more surprised when this teddy was then followed by two other teddy bears, all of them standing about three feet tall. At first they stood meekly at the foot of the bed, smiling sweetly at her but, as they continued to look her up and down, their smiles faltered and faded somewhat... becoming almost crooked. Their staring gaze became rather too fixed for comfort upon Aurora's scanty clothing.
Wearing only the briefest of red mini skirts and a badly cut, almost completely see through blouse, Aurora suddenly realized that, not only was her bra on view but, also that her panties were immodestly on show due to the shortness of her skirt and the slightly parted position of her long legs. But, what was even worse, was that her under-things seemed to be made of such a sheer white material that they, most unfortunately, emphasized the broad areola that crowned her pert, well rounded breasts and did practically nothing to veil the well defined, dark triangle of pubic hair, growing under the material at the front of her panties. Quickly, Aurora tried to move so that she might cover herself. Sadly, she found that she could not move at all. In fact, when she looked down her trim, youthful body, she saw that her her bodily joints, such as her knees and elbows, had somehow been replaced with simple ball-and-socket ones that were more commonly associated with armatures or dolls. With a shock, Aurora understood that, to all intents and purposes, she had been bodily transformed into some kind of half human, half doll and, as such (just like a real doll) was unable to animate her limbs by herself.
Unable to independently move and cover herself, the stunned Aurora sat there in a state of cringing shame as the three sweet, and I am afraid to say, rather shocked looking teddy bears, continued to gawk overtly at her, very human feminine attributes, with their large limpid eyes. Feeling very self conscious, Aurora felt her cheeks flush into tight spots of acute embarrassment. Thankfully, the three bears suddenly turned and shambled out of the room leaving Aurora feeling much relieved by this blissful conclusion to their awkward initial meeting.
It was not long however, before the three bears returned and, lo and behold, they had brought several other, outsize friends with them. As well as the three bears there was a toy monkey, a fluffy dog, a robot and a chubby doll. All of them stood looking down at her with great interest. Wondering sulkily why they all seemed able to move and she could not, Aurora had to suffer them all looking over her ill covered body. What was the big interest in her? Why could they not all leave her alone?
Feeling a little upset, Aurora suddenly found herself crying pathetically and without reserve, just like a baby and she could not stop the tears from rolling down her face. As she wept, she was unaware that her lips had formed into a petulant looking pout,
It seemed that the toys had never seen a mouth before, especially one that was making such an awful noise. Without wasting a moment, the chubby dolly quickly stepped forward and stuck a large, pink, sticking plaster right over Aurora's mouth, silencing her childish sobs.
Coming back to reality with a start, Aurora nervously eyed the seemingly pleasant toys that surrounded her bed on three sides with a greater degree of trepidation, feeling very stupid and more than a little alarmed at having a plaster stuck so rudely over her pretty mouth. Warned now at how easily things seemed to get out of hand, Aurora tried to get a firmer mental grip on herself, vowing not to loose her self control again, fearing that doing so might inspire further transgressions being taken with her, no matter how innocently they were probably meant.
Unfortunately for Aurora, the toys were plainly fascinated with her. To them she was the new dolly and, of course, they wanted to find out all they could about her. Having already espied some unusual features about the new dolly and having had their curiosity aroused, naturally the toys wanted to find out some more. To this end, the intrigued toys gathered round the bed and closed in looming over and around Aurora, who was feeling more and more vulnerable and ill at ease with every passing moment.
Their examination of her started out quite innocently. First they touched her nervously, hardly daring to press her strangely soft, warm flesh. But, sadly for Aurora, they soon grew bolder and, having discovered that Aurora's arm remained oddly stiff, after one of them had inadvertently moved it, took great delight in moving her other limbs into odd positions too. Aurora, remaining stiff, was unable to return her limbs to their normal orientation, and could do nothing to counter this unwanted attention.
Enthralled by the crude articulation of her limbs, the group of toys, with out so much as a by your leave, began to move her bodily about, into ever more impossible, embarrassing and unladylike arrangements.
Dismayed at this unwanted 'man handling' by the toys, Aurora objected with vehement vocalizations, but the toys just would not listen to her muffled complaints. Instead, and to Aurora's consternation, the toys promptly turned her over on the low bed and arranged her stiff limbs so that she was on her hands and knees. Frustrated by her complete inability to defy them, Aurora was most put out when the toys carefully arranged and bent her body in such a way that her bottom was presented before them in a most undignified and provocative manner. Her arms were then pulled out straight, placing each of her hands four feet apart and as far out in front of her as they would go but, what was even more disturbing, was that the naughty little toys hauled her thighs so far apart that her knees were on the very edges of each side of the small bed.
Flustered and perturbed by the rather unsavory pose she now found herself in, Aurora, whilst at a loss to know what she could do about it, could only cringe inwardly as several paws and strangely unyielding plastic hands, were gingerly passed over her slim body. Feeling her face reddening in a show of how discomfited she felt at the vulnerability of her unfortunate situation, she knew that she was utterly powerless and at the mercy of the toys. She could only hope that the rather disquietingly graphic, sexual pose she had been forced to strike, had not been intentional. Even so, she knew that the toys were still very interested in her - for the moment, fortunately only in general terms. Aurora could only hope they would not delve further under her ill-fashioned garments and discover the secrets hidden below them. The idea of them being unearthed and exposed did not bear thinking about. Indeed, if any hint of such hidden features arose, the idea of revealing them more fully would be sure to goad them on and could hardly fail to develop in them an even deeper interest in having a closer look at the more private and intimate and particular details of her feminine body. In the mean time however, it was, therefore, she reasoned, though annoying but, quite likely that some casual liberties may well be taken with her, however innocently, until their infantile curiosity was, hopefully satisfied. She would have to put up with these transgressions with alacrity and, with luck, she prayed that it would all end amicably there, at about that point...after being made to suffer a few passing, though rather embarrassing indignities.