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Bad Boyfriend to Docile Doll
🕑 Added 2025-04-06 18:33:16 +0000 UTCI am back again with a new captain. This time a Patreon Commission by "IvyRose" who wanted to see a boyfriend getting turned into a doll after calling his girlfriend one.
I hope that you all like the cap!
And with that, I take my leave again, and until next time, stay happy and healthy!
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“Oh, aren’t you looking pretty, Bambi?” Cassandra said with a giggle as she inspected the box where her soon-to-be ex-boyfriend was trapped inside.
The male in question could only try to scream and shout, trying to trash his body around, but he was completely restrained, unable to make a peep or move around.
“Awww, I knew you would agree! I bet you just love looking like a bimbo, Bambi!” Cassandra continued to tease, and once again, Benjamin could not retaliate.
“Well, I think it is time for me to go, you have a long travel ahead of you after all” Cassandra said dismissively before leaning in close to the box, her face void of any emotion.
“Just remember that you brought this on to yourself” she whispered as she looked straight into her ex-boyfriend’s eyes. “And now you got to experience what it means to be a doll!” was the last thing Benjamin heard before Cassandra turned around and left.
And truly, Benjamin could blame no one but himself for the situation he found himself in, as just days prior, he managed to majorly piss his girlfriend Cassandra off.
It all began in his room, where he was just gaming away while he was on a voice call with his friend, drinking some beer and having the time of his life just joking around.
Unbeknownst to him, his girlfriend had arrived home early, and wanting to surprise Benjamin, she walked up to his room, where she heard him talk to his friends.
“I tell you guys, Cassandra is great” was heard through the door with said female starting to smile before Benjamin continued.
“She is, like, the perfect doll!” he said while his buddies laughed, and Cassandra’s smile immediately died, unsure if what she heard was true.
“I get her some sexy clothes, and she puts them on for me. I tell her about some new stuff I saw online and she agrees to try it out with me!”
“She is pretty much my personal little sexdoll!” Benjamin said, making his friends holler and wolf whistle, and this comment was enough for Cassandra as she ran to her room, tears welling in her eyes.
“Is this what Benji thinks of me?” she thought to herself as she curled herself into a ball, the shame crashing down on her boyfriends words were replaying in her head over and over.
“He… He truly believes I am nothing but a sexdoll, does he?” she whimpered to herself as she remembered all his past actions and request, and soon the sadness was replaced with fury and anger.
“Well, if I thinks I am just like a sexdoll, maybe I should show him what a REAL sexdoll is like” she grumbled, a plan forming in her head to teach Benjamin a lesson.
Cassandra put her plan into action just one week later, when she invited Benjamin to visit a factory for sexdolls together with her.
“Not that I am complaining, Cassy” Benjamin said as they made their way over. “But what is the occasion for this?” he asked, not knowing what this was about.
“Oh, you know, I just thought that maybe we could spice our bedroom life up a bit, so why not get something we can both enjoy?”
Benjamin didn’t need any more convincing, asnd soon they were at the factory, walking down aisles and walkways on their private tour trough the place.
“Dam, look at those,” Benjamin said, looking at all the dolls moved on hooks and conveyor belts. “They look so lifelike. And there, some even look like you!”
“Yeah…” was Cassandra's only reply as Benjamin laughed at his own joke, inspecting everything like a kid in a candy store while his girlfriend balled her fists in anger.
“You better watch out” was Benjamin’s next comment. “Otherwise, I might replace you with one of those. I get the same benefits, but they don’t need to be taken out to restaurants or complain about their feelings” he continued to joke.
Cassandra just gnashed her teeth together, her fingers turning white with how ahrd she clenched them together, and decided that her plan was ready for the next stage.
“Well, maybe YOU should watch out, or you will end up a sexdoll yourself” Cassandra hissed out, making Benjamin laugh before he gave her a confused glance.
“I don’t get that joke…” he said, though when he looked at his girlfriend's furious face every instinct told him to run. “That is because this is not a joke.”
And with that, Cassandra pushed her boyfriend harshly, making him tumble over the railing and fall into the machine just below.
“HEY! What gives?!” he angrily shouted up to his girlfriend, but he could only see her smirk before multiple mechanical arms appeared around him.
Said arms immediately grabbed his wrists and ankles before lifting him into the air and dragging him further into the machine, the factory lights now replaced by darkness.
"Hey, stop! Stop it- HELP!” he shouted, but the machine ignored him as more arms started to come out the walls with some of them ripping off his clothes.
Then suddenly two bulky arms appeared and clamped themselves around his waist, and Benjamin could feel it as the arms began to compress and crush his waist.
"H-hey! STOP! NO! HE-AK-" he started to say, but he was stopped as the arms got tighter and tighter, robbing him of his air, before the arms disappeared, leaving a plastic corset in place.
With that done another set of arms brought over a flesh-colored rubbersuit that they forced up onto his body inch by inch.
The suit was skintight, and not only did it feel like it was rubbing off his skin with how tight it was, but it also crushed his private parts against his pelvis before the arms were finally done, encasing him from the neck down.
Benjamin tried to struggle or say something, but the mechanical arms were relentless, not to mention the lack of air made speaking next to impossible.
And so the trapped male could do nothing as other arms with syringes appeared, stabbing into the chest and ass of the rubbersuit, before starting to spew out some gel that made his chest bigger and heavier by the second.
“No, stop! Somebody, help me!” Benjamin said as his ass and chest got infalted more and more, but his voice only came out like a raspy squeak thanks to the corset.
“What is Cassandra taking so long to get help?!” he wondered, hoping that this torture would quickly end, but those hopes were dashed when more arms appeared.
Two of the arms were carrying what looked like fleshlights, and before Benjamin knew it one of them was shoved in his ass, while another with what looked like lips was shoved in his mouth.
And before he could try to spit it out, the arms returned with a facemask that they pulled over his head, his head now encased but still able to see through the one-way glass in the eyes.
“Hmmmpf” Benjamin quietly screamed into the fleshlight that was shoved in his mouth and down his throat, though nothing really could be heard due to the gag.
Suddenly, Benjamin's eyes widened, and they uselessly struggled more as an arm with a small torch appeared, the flame slightly melting the rubbersuit and facemask, seamlessly combining them and locking them in place.
Afterward, multiple arms appeared, carrying a variety of clothes, before they moved toward Benjamin and started to dress him up.
They started by pulling a pair of crotchless pink panties up his legs, which was soon followed by a white and pink mini dress.
The machine struggled a bit to put the garments over Benjamin’s new boobs, but after a bit they managed, they dress showing a lot of cleavage and leaving most of his legs exposed, leaving nothing to the imagination.
Next the machine approached its victim with a blonde wig and needles, and before Benjamin knew it the long blonde hair was woven directly into the suit, keeping it in place forever.
Lastly came the accessories in the form of some bracelets, a pair of oversized sunglasses, a white purse and some glitter white platform heels that were glued onto his feet.
With the transformation done Benjamin, unable to move due to the tight rubbersuit, was deposited onto the conveyor belt below to be processed further.
He came to the packing station, where he was deposited inside a box with a clear front, fixed to the back with zipties, after which some adult toys were dropped into the box before it was sealed shut and moved further down the factory line.
Benjamin could only cry into his fleshlight gag, but just as before no peep made it out, and so he could only look on helplessly as he was transported to the distribution center.
But just before Benjamin lost all hope, a figure came into view, and tried his best to struggle and scream for help, wanting the other person to free him.
“Well well well, what do we have here?” Cassandra's voice sounded out with glee, and Benjamin was never so happy to see her, at least until she continued to speak.
“Looks like you are the real sexdoll between the two of us” she sneered, and the feminized guy turned white under his mask at the implications. “Maybe you should brag to your friends about yourself now?”
Benjamin, now knowing what this was all about, tried to plead and reason with Cassandra, though even if she could hear him she would have none of it.
“Though sadly, you won’t get to brag to them, as there is someplace else you have to be” she giggled as she scribbled something onto the shipping label before giving him an evil smirk.
“Your new life is a bit away, just a five-hour uncomfortable truck ride,” Cassandra continued, and Benjamin felt like crying then and there. But don’t worry; the frat boys you get delivered to will take good care of you, of that I am sure!”
