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Hollow horror

By The Shadow Demon

(Woman into sexdoll)

“So this is the place?” Sophie asks looking up at the large abandoned building, the massive mansion stood cold and empty with one hell of a backstory.

“Yep, the former Erotica Mansion, once owned by Madam Elisa Torres. The witch of Dalton way!” her friend Erica states.

“it seen better day?” Joanne quietly piped up the sky brunette looking nervous at the wood panel-covered windows.

“That’s the whole point of the challenge girls, it is said that inside Madam Torres magic still lives inside, wild and free cursing any who dare to enter inside!” Erica states giving an over ghostly tone.

“Oh leave her be Erica, it’s just an old house nothing more!” Sophie expresses brushing a strain of her long blonde hair out of her eyes.

“Then you wouldn’t have a problem going in first, right?” Erica smirks turning to the attractive twenty-one year old.

“Just an hour?”

“Just an hour!”

“Fine” Sophie slowly made her way to the mansion, with each step seeming making the already impressive size mansion grow in size until it was a mountain in front of her. Opening the door with a loud creak, looking into the wide opening of the front room entering inside the door loudly creak close behind her, Sophie looking around the open room looking at the large staircase that curled around to the second floor. Walking in further feeling the sheer emptiness and quietness of the building, Sophie could very well confirm Joanne’s statement. This DID see better days. Looking around Sophie wander around seeing the large rooms that could easily fit her apartment inside and still have room to spare.

“God, what did they do in these rooms?” Sophie asks nowhere, hearing a creak Sophie turn sharply to the sound.

“Hello?” Sophie calls out listening carefully hearing the low creaks like footsteps above her. “Erica if that’s you I swear I will end you!”

getting no response, walking out of the room and back into the entryway looking up the stairway to the quiet second floor.

“I swear if you are messing with me, I will end you!” mumbling to herself, Sophie slowly walked up the stairs, which step cause the stair panel to creak. With each creak echoing through the building, with each step Sophie would swear they were a second away from breaking. Eventually and Sophie, thankfully, made to the second floor. Looking around, the second floor was an almost replica of the first with the exception of the stairway since there was no third floor. Looking around and seeing the series of rooms, the sound seemed to be closer than prior coming from the room to the right. Walking up to the door closed, the sound of movement behind it echo through Sophie slowly reached for the doorknob and with a sharp turn and thrust the swung wide opening to a large bedroom with not a soul insight. Walking inside the room, Sophie was bewildered seeing a newly made double king-size bed, completely made with silk high-price blankets and sitting on top as new as the bed and blankets looked. With a single ball gag sitting on top.

“What the actual fu-” before Sophie could finish her sentence the ball gag flew right up to her wrapping her head and muffling her scream. “MMMMMMMMPHHHHH MMMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPPHHHHH!”

Reaching up, Sophie pulled at the gag able to taste the plastic ball in her mouth, reaching at the back to find the latch only to be unable to find one.

‘What the actual hell? What is going on? Why can’t I remove this fucking thing, who is doing this to me?’ Sophie mentally asks continuing to pull against the gag with the result being as before. Nothing. Continued to pull at the gag, her attention on removing or removing the gag unknowing her lips became every slight plumper with a permanent glossy red sheen to them. All the while her finger was losing feeling to them with the tips beginning to fuse each other her skin changing, seeming to be taking an artificial colouring.

‘This thing won’t get off! What is going on, how did even happen?’ Sophie mentally pondered placing one of her hands against her forehead and feeling strange sudden light-headiness sweep over her.

‘What is wrong with me?’ Sophie let out a low muffled moan, ‘And why do my hands feel so…’ pulling her hand away to get a proper look Sophie let out a muffled scream on seeing her hand. Her fingers except for her thumb had melded into each other converting into a paler artificial tone of her skin glossy and shinny, looking like some kind of latex mittens.

‘My hands, what happened to my hands?! I… I can’t even move them!’ Sophie let out a muffled moan pressing her “Mitten hand”, against her side watching bend in an impossible way for any human, bending it backward to a sheer impossible angle letting out a squeak soundly a lot like a balloon seeing the changes continue spreading down her arm notice seams were forming on the changing areas of her body.

‘Oh god it’s spreading, I can’t stop it! I got to get help!” Rushing to the closed door, Sophie reached to open it only for her mitten hand to press into the door knob with a squeak.

“MMMMMMMMMMM MMMMMMMM” Sophie muffled screamed trying everything to move the doorknob but no matter what her hands would not move but only bend to the door knob.

‘No, come on please let me out!’ Sophie pleaded finding her hands would not obey her wish, with the changes reach her upper arm, Sophie could only watch as her hands pull away as her elbow was locked in a perfect ‘L’.

“Mmmmmmm mmmmmmmmmmm mmmmmmm!” Sophie let out her movements in her arms growing lesser and lesser until they set beside her body with her hand out.

‘My arms, I can’t move my arms! How am I supposed to get out now?’

Turning around her eyes frantic looking around seeing, the bed still sitting there, a half-broken mirror with no other door and only two windows both closed. Running over to one of the windows, Sophie look down through the heavily dirty stained window to see Joanne and Erica still standing at the front looking at the front entrance.

“MMMMMMMMMM! MMMMMMMMMM!” Sophie tried to scream slamming her changed arms against the window and letting out the softest of thuds with each echoing a squeak.

‘Please notice me, please see me! Guys notice me!’

“MMMMMMMMMM! Mmmmmmm mmmmm-” Sophie's voice while blocked by the gag slowly grew quieter until nothing was coming from her mouth, Sophie tried again finding no sound, the revelation hitting her the ball gag that clasped around her mouth dropped to the ground with a plastic thud. Looking down to see the ball gag now on the ground, Sophie would have cheered in relief with again nothing coming out, Sophie's fear only grew when she noted her mouth was still open, quickly turning to the mirror. Sophie rushes over to it and would have screamed. If she could. Her mouth was open in an ‘O’ shape her lips plump and fully red, but inside. She had no teeth. No tongue. Only a plastic valve, perfect to be used for a large thick penis.

‘Wait what was that? What was that thought?’ oh god oh god!’ Sophie's eyes flick to her breasts feeling pressure growing in her bra, under her shirt she watches her breasts growing pressing more and more against her bra and shirt. No not growing. Inflating. Her mouth. Her hands. Her arms and now her breasts inflated, her mind was piecing it together.

‘A Sexdoll?! I’m turning into an inflatable sex toy?!’ Sophie couldn’t believe it how was it even possible, people don’t just turn into an air-filled sex toy, and yet as she turn to her reflection seeing her breasts like balloons underneath her shirt, passing the F cup looking like two melons balloons the cleavage showing obviously but the cut if her shirt causing her shirt to raise enough to see the forming of a valve coming out of her belly button as the changes had covered her visible breasts and had reached her belly button.

‘I can’t leave, I can’t call for help, my movement is being taken away from, what am I supposed to do?’ Sophie looking at her reflection could only watch the catching reach up her neck seeing the every slight noticeable seam lines. Her breasts rubbed against each other with any slight movement letting a squeak of two balloons rubbing against each other. They were perfectly spherical on her chest, showing their artificial forms. With the changes to the waist, Sophie stumbles backwards losing her balance.

‘No no no no no no!’ Sophie mentally pleaded before her legs hit the bed causing her to fall back landing with the slightest of thud like her body weighed nothing. Sophie laid there unable to move her neck forcing her head straight, unable to move her arms sitting beside her body bent at the elbow. And now her legs her limbs she could move even losing form of movement. Turning the wild flailing of her legs, to simple jerking, to mere twitching then nothing at all leaving her legs straight and spread making a ‘Y’ shape.

‘Oh god, I can’t move no I don’t want to be a blowup doll, I don’t want to be used! Please someone help me!’ with the changes reaching up her head, her eyes frantically looking in any direction, but soon that would fade, her movement slowed then lock in position keeping her sight looking straight forward, unable to move, to blink. With her final breath exhale through her nose. Sophie just lay ontop of the silk blanket bed, unable to do anything in the sheer silence, her mind thankfully not taken by the transformation going wild not knowing what to do. Only to mentally plead for someone. Anyone to help her.

“She’s been in there for a long time!” Sophie stated quietly.

“I guess” Erica growls noticing the front door open ever so light, “Oh son of a bitch, she playing with us… come on we will teach her!”

Sophie stood watching Erica walking to the front door.

“You are not going in there?!”

“What? You’re not scared, right?” Erica mocked, slowly following after her, Sophie follow her as the two slowly enter inside. Soon to learn the type of hollow horror they will soon find themselves...