adrianus' fingers ran all the way down rain's arm, slowly, monotonously, stroking the skin. she'd only barely noticed that dull, plastic feeling at first, but with every stroke, it seemed to permeate deeper.

"do you feel it?" he murmured, still moving at that steady pace, starting from the top of her arm again every time he reached her fingertips. "your arm is becoming plastic... your body is changing, as i touch it... you're becoming more of a doll..."

his voice felt like it was numbing her mind, too... when he said it like that, it felt like it had to be true, it had to be happening... and the feeling was so vivid and realistic that it almost made her nervous, but at the same time, it was so relaxing and his words were so powerful that she just gave in, feeling herself relax without really thinking about it.

"it isn't your arm anymore," he said softly, still touching it in that hypnotic motion. "it's a doll's arm... an object... a piece of plastic... dull and numb... completely immobile... isn't that right?"

she nodded.

"that's right," he cooed. "very good... now, let that spread... i'm going to bring my hand across your shoulders... over to your other arm... all the way down... just like i did with that plastic doll arm you have now..." his hand moved in time with his words, caressing the skin, making it start to feel numb and tingly. "how does it feel, feeling that plastic spread along more of your body?"

"it feels good," she said quietly. "it feels kind of helpless..."

"it makes sense that you feel helpless," he droned. "after all, dolls are helpless... they're completely helpless... still and motionless... unable to do anything on their own. you're losing control... losing control of more of your body... it's only natural to feel helpless... even if it feels good. and it feels so good, doesn't it? any tension you might have had in your muscles just melts away... because the muscles aren't there anymore... it's nothing... but plastic... dull, numb, unfeeling, unmoving, plastic..."

it felt like it was happening more quickly this time, the feeling spreading so easily and naturally. it gave her the sensation that she almost didn't have arms at all, that if she closed her eyes, she would picture herself without them. somehow, as alien as that feeling was, it didn't really bother her. it felt nice...

he picked up the hand, letting go of it, and she watched as it stayed there, unmoving, before he moved it back down again.

"there you go..." he said. "perfectly still and unresponsive... just holding whatever pose it's placed in... just like a doll."

both of his hands rubbed her shoulders, gently massaging them. "you're doing so well," he murmured. "you'll make such a nice doll..."

his hands ran down her back. all the tension was melting away. tingles ran down her spine.

"that's it... down your back... it's spreading beautifully, isn't it? more and more of your body... becoming an object... with every touch. your skin is becoming a thick plastic... the inside of your body... is becoming hollow... just like a doll..."

he reached around her, to her stomach and chest, the touches feeling intimate, but only making her body less sensitive. it was getting harder to move. she was relaxed, but she felt stiff, at the same time, just sitting in place as his hands continued to caress her body.

"just a doll's torso," he said gently. "even when i rub it like this... in a way that might be sensual, if it were a human body... it's only a doll..."

the touches went down to her thighs. "it's spreading more quickly... even as i just touch the thighs, it spreads through the whole leg... all the way down to the toes... and even up to the hips... soon, everything below your neck... will be completely transformed..."

the areas she could really feel, that felt like actual skin and bones, were shrinking away into nothing, leaving just that weird, distant, plastic feeling, that stillness. even when his touches ghosted over sensitive areas, she didn't feel much at all. it was like watching him touch a mannequin.

"how is that?" he asked. "how do you feel?"

"it's..." she trailed off for a moment. "it's completely... plastic," she finally said, even though the statement felt sort of obvious and stupid.

"that's right," he said, and the affirmation somehow made the feeling stronger. "just a doll's body..."

he idly stroked the side of the stomach, even though it'd already completely transformed. it was odd, seeing him caress a doll body so affectionately, like a lover.

"but," he continued, "we can't forget the head, can we?"

she felt flustered at the idea, even though she already knew he wanted to transform her completely. it was just sinking in, that if her head was turned into a doll's head, it seemed like she wouldn't really be able to think...

"it's alright," he cooed, maybe anticipating her reaction. "it will feel good, emptying your head completely..."

if her body wasn't so still and disconnected from her, she would have shuddered.

"you'll have such a wonderfully blank, sleepy face... with such glassy eyes... that's the best part... isn't it? a pretty doll has to have a pretty face..."

he gently kissed her ear, before caressing her neck, running his fingers along the skin, all along the front and the back. her expression softened as he stroked her face with his other hand, her mind becoming more empty with every touch, as the plastic settled in.

she almost wanted to make a noise, or say something, to express what she was feeling, but nothing came out. he started petting the top of her head, and that seemed to just make her brain melt away, turning it dull and hollow, completely empty.

"just a doll..." he murmured. "from head to toe... your entire body... it's an object now... unfeeling... unthinking... completely still, until i move it... exactly as it should be."

he repositioned her, turning her around to face him, admiring her expression. "good... you look perfect..."

he caressed her arm again as he planted a kiss against her unmoving lips.

even though she felt so empty, and distant, and dull, somewhere underneath it all, it felt good. a hollow, plastic pleasure.