LyraRedacted

Your memories have gotten weird. It's easier to recall ideas and thoughts you've had. You can sometimes remember the exact words someone spoke to you, and know you're not misremembering or making them up, they're too high fidelity for that. ## Day 1467 You've gotten really good at mental arithmetic over the few years. You weren't doing any sort of training, but any time a mathematical or even logical problem comes up, it feels much easier to get to an answer. The dread you've had from math is pretty much gone. Actually, most of your anxieties have disappeared. The world seems so much more grounded than it was before, as if it used to be an unstable vision that didn't keep its shape when you looked away. Now its all there, all the time, and a lot of it in your head. You can recognize people by their footsteps, detect emotions from their voice with complete certainty, recognize *your own* emotions as easily as the language you speak in, be it English or any of the 3 others you picked up on. You can also tell one of your friends is taking the pills too. You can sense it. Less like telepathy and more like a magnet recognizes another through its fields. You're noticing her changes, they're the same as yours were at her stage of the process. ## Day 2834 As they wheel the bed you lay on into the surgical suite, you don't feel human anymore. You're not an unemotional monster or anything, you still feel happiness, sadness, anger, if anything you feel them more than you ever did before, with so much more fidelity than ever. You still have desires and fears. You just feel so different from the person you used to be, and some things that used to be a part of your quintessential experience now just feels like a burden. Eating became boring, sleep is mostly a chore. You used to enjoy swimming and running but its been years since you last went.

One last time you confirm your identity to the surgical team, and a nurse presses a button next to the large magnet next to your head, knocking you out instantly. The doctor makes a large cut circumnavigating your scalp, then with a chemical solution works her way around your skull, dissolving it carefully down. A nurse lifts your hear off, revealing the innards. Instead of a squishy, pink brain, they find, as expected, a solid titanium sphere, built from billions of nanobots, carefully scanning sensing and replacing your neuron network one cell at a time, replicating its function precisely. As they worked, they also automated and simplified many of your functions, increasing efficiency and memory capacity.

The doctor lifts the sphere covered by sticky connective tissues upwards, severing them with tension, and transfers it into a receptacle on the side table. Along with the rest of the surgical team she moves onto your abdomen to remove your organs and other tissues for organ recipients around the country. ## day 1 You wake up. You feel different. better. You look around the room, at your hands, then body, legs. They look very much like your own, but instead of skin they're built from titanium sheathing and electric servos. All your desired changes have been implemented too of course. You feel content with yourself, as if you came home after a long trip. You step out of your alcove, getting a little notification in the corner of your vision reading "94% charged", and go make your way into the viewing room, following one of the arrows on the floor. You watch the surgeons remove the last pieces of what used to be you, box them in bio-secure containers and carry them out of the room before turning off the life support.

it will scream awa at inconvenient times,

it will also make the witch question it's sanity,

and other dolls may use it as a mount and get up to shenanigans

it also may come in many forms, like porcelain, fabric, rubber, latex, clockwork, or any other combination

it may also be anthropomorphic or just like a regular fox

warning it will be friendly and you may end up with more fox dolls somehow

This is partly because dragon tails are so fat and have such weight to them, that in attempting to wag a tail, the whole body is affected. So many dragons just choose to go ahead and wiggle the everything they've got

maybe she tries to shape herself into something more worthy. maybe she pretends at dominance for other, more pathetic girls. anything to be Enough. in her heart, she knows what she's meant for. she should be taken, owned, and kept. her purpose is to serve. it's what she's good for.

you can see it in her eyes, if you look closely. she'll pretend otherwise, for a moment. take her in your hands. be firm. force into her just a small taste of what she's meant to be. her mind will snap like the fragile little thing it always was.

Okay...yeah, okay I see why that looks suspicious.

Look, we do this every night. When it's time to sleep, I pop her head off her shoulders, and stick it on a pillow. It's that simple.

Of course her neck's designed to do that. What kind of savage do you think I am?

Oh, it helps her sleep. I think it makes her less restless? Like, she can't get up and do anything on her mind, so it doesn't bother her as much.

Ah, right, thanks. She says it also helps to cut off her body's stimuli. Harder to...get overstimulated this way, I guess?

Yes, she can talk like this. Her lungs and diaphragm are in her body, but her head has the tongue and voice box. She can't talk very loud, but that just means you have to listen better.

It wasn't my idea, asshole. She thought it would help her sleep, and it does, so we keep doing it!

Her body is on the couch because I don't want to sleep with her body when she's not in it. Duh. And we can't afford a whole second bedroom for it, so...this is the best we can do.