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I will be honest. I was a bad kitten yesterday. I was emotional and everything and I didn’t find it important to share my feelings with daddy as I’m supposed to do.

Everything started out with the beautiful (in my opinion) morning. We had our time together as I shared about yesterday. A little bit after that daddy tried to fuck his kitten again. However, because of unknown reasons, I swell up sometimes and am unable to lubricate my vaginal walls. This causes a burning discomfort. My 1st misbehaving action was not telling my daddy that I was hurting. Things went down hill because daddy could tell that I “was not interested in it”. Those were his words. I was interested in making love to my daddy. I was just having complications at the time, but I didn’t share that with daddy before he tried to go for a 2nd round of sex. This made him upset, as he should have been, and he left the room to go have some alone time. Sexually frustrates guys can get that way. But I picked up on that and that put me in a slight depressed mood of “I can’t do sex right once again”. But I did not share this with daddy and let it boil up inside me. This was my second mistake of the day.

A bit later into the day, I made my 3rd mistake. I broke something in the bathroom and got very upset about it. I spent quite a bit of time sitting on the bathroom floor crying my eyes out. This whole time daddy was sitting around and waiting for me to be done in the shower so that we could go out and get food to eat. My 3rd mistake was the fact that I broke something but I didn’t tell daddy. And that lead to my 4th mistake. I got super upset and didn’t tell daddy my feelings once again. “Once again I have failed. Like I always do. I don’t see why daddy is so patient with me. I can’t do anything right” my depression went on and on in circles in my head. Making me cry harder and harder. I eventually ran out of tears and by that time I was hating myself so much. My 5th mistake was taking it out on daddy. I was so upset at myself, I was in a way taking it out on him. I was trying to give him the cold shoulder and quick, short answers to any question. Mistake #6 was lying to him by telling him I was just fine. Yesterday was just not a good day at all for either of us.

Today I received cuddles and love though. My daddy is kind and patient with me. I ended up getting lashes from a new flogger that he just made for me. It made me cry more but then he cuddled me and made sure I was okay. He needed to get it in my head that I was his and I am always required to share my feelings, especially those of depression and anger. He made me promise to him that I will share my feelings with him.

Petgirl Trixie looks so cute resting.

Danielle’s surroundings began to fade from her consciousness as the nanites continued the transformation.

She wanted to scream out, but she couldn’t. Thanks to the DollyDart in her back, Danielle was completely unable to move. She had immediately stiffened up when the dart hit her. 

Her firm, athletic body quickly became flawless, glossy plastic. Her modest breasts expanding into twin plastic orbs that sat high on her chest. Danielle’s facial expression shifted from one of concern into a wide-eyed, vacant stare and fake doll-like smile. 

Even her outfit had somehow been affected. Her running shorts and t-shirt replaced by a pink mini-skirt and top that Barbie would be proud of. Her lips were coloured a matching shade of pink and her eyes turned to painted-on features that were highlighted by a generous amount of black eye-shadow. ‘

The girl inside felt her mind beginning to slow. Danielle was becoming less and less of a presence as her doll mind began to match her doll body. Her last thoughts were about being a good Danni-Doll before she was no longer capable of thought. 

They barely caught my eye when they first walked into the store. They were fairly unimpressive to look at. Flat-chested, bad dye-jobs, and wearing way too much makeup isn’t what I’d consider my “type”. Even with having the “talents” that I do, I still need to see something to build from.  

It wasn’t until I heard them talking that I started to become more interested. They were stuck-up, spoiled bitches who thought they were God’s gift to everyone. I immediately determined that they were rich heiresses or, at the very least, some old man’s gold-digging arm candy. Regardless, ideas were starting to come together in my mind. 

Now, I’ve dealt with annoying customers before, but these two managed to next it to the next level. I watched as they tormented my co-worker, Emily; sending her to find item after item for them. They laughed and made fun of her while she was gone. When I noticed Emily was about to have a breakdown, I told her to go for her break early and that I would take over with the girls. 

They were trying stuff on in the dressing rooms when I decided that it was time to start having some fun with them. I immediately went to work on emptying out their brains. I had decided rather quickly that since these two clearly spent their days being catered to and waited on hand and foot, they could stand to serve others for once. After all, who doesn’t like having some mindless fuckdolls at their service?

As giggles began to emanate from the change rooms, I knew I was already starting to have an effect on them. I asked them if there was anything I could help them with and they let out a few “umm”s and “uhh”s before bursting into a fit of giggles. 

Satisfied that they now sufficiently reduced, I went to work on their bodies. Based on coordinating outfits they had on when they came in, I deduced that they saw themselves as a package deal. That was when I knew exactly what I could build from, because the only thing better than one mindless fuckdoll is a pair of twin fuckdolls. 

I went to work on the soon to be twins. I softened both of their faces, plumped the lips, and gave their eyebrows a better, sexier shape. Despite how bimboey and horrible their bleached blonde hair looked, I decided to give them both dark brown hair… I guess I’ve always had a soft spot for brunettes. I finished the look with a matching set of vacant brown eyes. If I didn’t know better, I would have sworn that they were really identical twins. 

The girls were mindless and identical, so now they just needed the fuckdoll part. I could hear moans escaping the rooms as I pumped their breasts up to porn star-appropriate levels. Perfectly large, round and perky, it would be obvious to everyone how fake these girls are. To balance out these perfect tits, I gave their asses a bit of a boost and narrowed their waists. The girls were all tits and ass, as a proper fuckdoll should be. 

I don’t know if I’ve ever been so desperate that I’d hump an inflatable whale on the kitchen floor, but I imagine the pure animal need to get off has to be so off the charts.

“Fine. Come with me inside to the kitchen.”

He picked up the inflatable pool toy and carried it inside. Once they got to the kitchen he tossed the toy onto the floor and told her to hump it. She was so horny she didn’t ask any questions, but instead lay on top of it and starting humping.