It was the end of another busy week, and Freya was done in. She had managed to capture the entirety of the cheer squad in one fell swoop with the aid of Naomi, their leader, and while it was rewarding, keeping that many new converts under her control at once was also draining. She had finally managed to wrangle the most stubborn members into full submission this morning, and was now looking forward to just relaxing for the evening.

Fortunately, Haley knew exactly how to relax her Mistress. While the Indian girl’s visits had become less frequent as Freya gained more cute girls to indulge in, she still stopped by at the end of each week to get her mind wiped away for a time. She said it was a good way to de-stress, and after checking on her mental state after such sessions, Freya had to concur. The opportunity to play with a willing subject was also a bonus.

This time, Haley had barely gone through the doorway or said half a sentence before Freya took full control, freezing her in the middle of the sitting room, mouth half-open in an expression which could be mistaken for shock. Freya quickly relieved the mannequin of her clothes, picking her up and moving her to the bedroom. She held off on sex for the time, instead idly toying with Haley’s breasts and tummy as she finished up the notes she had made on the heads of the newsletter - the two of them seemed to have their suspicions of her, and even if that was paranoia on Freya’s part, they were proving somewhat intractable regardless. Haley’s head, it turned out, was quite a convenient prop for a workbook, especially when its owner was absent.

Having come up with a satisfactory, if not fully realised, plan, Freya turned her attention fully to her sub. Switching Haley to ragdoll mode, she laid her out spread-eagled across the bed, exposing her wetness as her Mistress cast the strap-on spell on herself. Haley had begun to express an interest in rougher sex when she was in full doll-mode, and Freya was only too willing to oblige, thrusting into her hard and fast, groping her breasts, kissing her slack mouth roughly, and even lightly slapping her face, watching her eyes continue to stare unseeing ahead. Just before the pair hit orgasm, she switched Haley into clockwork mode, allowing her to vocalise her pleasure for her Mistress.

With Haley brought out of trance slightly, she was set to playing with her Mistress’ body as Freya checked in with her. After ensuring that her studies into the history of magology were proceeding smoothly, she asked, as always, if Haley had any requests to make of her. She broke off from kissing Freya’s neck to answer, looking slightly pensive.

“Actually, Mistress, I do… but I’m not sure if You’ll be on board.”

“Whatever it is, I certainly will not criticise you for it. Go ahead.”

“Could… could You make it so that I’m Dolly all the time? Obviously I’d behave like I’m Haley in public, but…”

“That is an unusual request, I will admit. I am willing to do this, however… if you explain why you want it.”

“I… I guess I just feel more secure when I’m Dolly? Like it knows exactly what it should be doing, it can’t put a foot wrong… and I just don’t get that sensation when I’m Haley. I like the feeling of emptiness, the complete clarity of any thoughts which do appear, the sense of purpose it brings. And, also… I find the idea hot. Just, walking around, no-one knowing anything’s amiss aside from You and maybe my fellow servants, but I’m just completely blank on the inside… something about that just gets me, Y’know?”

“I can understand those reasons. Give me some time to think over them, and I shall give you my answer later. Is there anything else you wish to discuss?”

“No, Mistress. Thank You for not dismissing it out of hand.”

“You are welcome. Now, resume your work.”

As Haley resumed teasing Freya’s body, eventually proceeding at her prompting to more active sex, Freya mulled over the idea. She could see the appeal that the brunette found there, but at the same time, her reasoning seemed to betray a large amount of self-doubt that the two had not worked past. And she was loath to entirely rid the world of her vibrant personality. Still, she wished to honour her sub’s desires, as long as they affected no-one but herself.

She was jolted from her contemplation by the sudden rush of climax, coating Haley’s fingers, which had been at work between Freya’s legs. After praising her and ordering her to lick herself clean, Freya returned to the request.

“I have come to a decision. I am willing to make you permanently a doll, on some conditions. Fir-”

She was cut off by Haley wrapping her in a massive hug and squealing. “Thank You thank You thank You, Mistress! I- ah…” She suddenly remembered propriety and blushed, settling back into her subservient position. Freya allowed herself a small smile at her servant’s enthusiasm, before continuing.

“As I was saying, dear, I do have some conditions. First, I want you to trial being Dolly for a week, after which I will restore your mind and check in with you, to see how you have been getting on. I will check in with you as Dolly regularly after this as well. I do not want this to be something you regret.”

Haley nodded in agreement.

“Second, there will always be an escape clause for you. It will always be possible to restore your mind, no matter how long you go. I want you to be able to come back.”

After some brief consideration, another nod.

“And third, I do not want this to be fully permanent. You need to have more confidence in your own decisions, and while this seems like it will be an important step, I worry it will be a crutch for you if we are ever separated. With your permission, I will make it so that, over time, Dolly slowly gains more and more of your mind, until the two of you are the same. I will still allow you to spend time mindless after this, of course - perhaps even permanently if the kink alone is enough for you to want that - but I want your confidence in your decisions to be an inherent part of you as Haley, not some façade over your mind. Is that understood?”

“I think so? I mean… gosh, until You put it that way, I hadn’t really noticed that lack of confidence, but, yeah, I do agree with Your reasoning. But that all sounds good to me, Mistress.”

“Very well. In that case, just look at the coin…”

The words were superfluous; Haley had dropped deep the instant Freya had produced the focus, eyes glazing over but bound to the coin. Once again, she allowed herself a smile, before speaking the words which would alter Haley’s very being.

“Haley, right now in your mind, there are two personas: Haley and Dolly. Both are you, but one is dominant. Which is it?”

“Haley, Mistress.”

“Correct. And so what we are going to do is change that dynamic. We are going to bring Dolly to the forefront of your being; make it the persona who is in control most of the time, make it who you truly are. Haley will not go away; she will still be there, sleeping at the back of your shared mind, telling Dolly how she would act so it can better imitate her when necessary. But for the time being, I want you to feel that change, that takeover, happening, feel yourself becoming less and less Haley; more and more Dolly. Can you feel it?”

“Yes, Mistress.” Indeed, her voice was already modulating into Dolly’s neutral, higher tones. Strictly speaking, the guidance was not necessary, at least not in any way which had been proven. But Freya always found that it made things easier if she involved the subject, especially when it came to as big a change as this - getting their mind not to just passively accept the change, but actively work with its Mistress to facilitate it.

Dolly woke up, finding itself staring at Mistress. She was looking at it warmly, with a touch of concern.

“How do you feel?” She asked.

The memories of what had just happened between the two - or was it three? - of them came flooding back, and Dolly knew it was now the true self; that Haley would not be gone, but would act more like a mask, just as Dolly used to be. It could feel its body as flesh and bone, for the first time. It smiled at Her. “This one feels content. It is more at peace in its mind, such as it exists.”

“That is good to hear. And how is the part of you which is still Haley?”

Dolly attuned to Haley’s thoughts, and was nearly overwhelmed by a rush of emotion. “She is thrilled, Mistress. She can already sense how interesting this will be, and is looking forward to it.”

“Very good. Now, Dolly, you know my hypothesis as to why Haley requested you take charge. Do you agree with that assessment?”

“Yes, Mistress. Haley has always clung to stronger people to guide her, and she felt that since You created this one, it would be an appropriate substitute for Your guidance when she could not receive it directly.”

“And how do you feel about that attitude?”

“This one agrees with You that it is unhealthy. It is more than willing to accept Your proposal of slowly transitioning back into being Haley over time, as she becomes more independent.”

“That is excellent. I should make that a formal order - remind me to do so before you leave, if I have not by then - but for now, I wish to see how you respond to sexual intercourse in this new mode of yours. How does that sound?”

Dolly could already feel itself becoming aroused. “This one would like that very much, Mistress.” And She led it back to the bed once more.

The girl who used to be Haley spent the next few months as Dolly. The both of them always got a thrill (such as Dolly could) from innocuous conversations - particularly those referencing its supposed mental state - where the other participant knew nothing of what it truly was. However, true to both its and its Mistress’ words, it did find itself slowly turning back into Haley, ceding more and more control to her; until one day she woke up next to Freya, and realised she was a person again. Her Mistress also registered the change.

“So, darling, how are you feeling, being Haley again?”

“Honestly, Mistress, better than I’d thought I would. You were right as always - I thought I’d never get sick of being mindless, but the mental silence was starting to get to me a bit. And… Dolly showed me that I can make decisions properly. That was nice. So… I think I’d like to do that again, on occasion… but for now, I want to be Haley.”

“I am glad to hear it - all of it. It was certainly an intriguing experiment, turning you mindless for so long, and I found it rewarding, seeing how fully you were under my command… but I am glad to have you back.”

“So… what did I miss? I’ve got some memories, but I’m sure there are some details I’m missing.”

“Let me tell you, my darling.”