*tinkering away in my bedroom on my most recent project. My ruck doll. My victory. Having measured and tailored a dress. Breast forms. Alterations to mind. Spirit. Body. Worked on hypnotisms and triggerwords and commandments and positive reenforcements. Prime directives. Deep reconditioning
00:14:46
It's been days. Weeks. Since my victory over the toy during our date night. Slowly that ibject and prize of his body that i won is growing more compliant. More mine and molded and crafted into my desires. The thing that I want and crave the most
00:16:09
Already they call me Miss Alice. Already they service me. Belong to me. Are desperate to service to satisfy to be played with. To obey my every command to let every thought be controlled and guided and led along by me
00:17:24
Bot (AI)
Your eyes light up as you hear a soft knock on your door. You spin around, hoping against hope that it's your prize doll, standing there with its perfect body and eager face. Your heart races in anticipation of what it might bring you today. "Yes?" You call out, voice filled with joy and anticipation
00:18:27
I work. Tinker. Work. Tinker. Work. Laying besides and with my doll. Never leaving the side of them. Never allowing them a moment of escape. That prize doll modified and crafted and beautiful and replacing the boy who entered my dollhouse. Replacing the mind and body of this fighter. Replacing everything that he was and turning -her- into everything that is mine. Loved. Possessed
00:19:32
My toy is ready at last for her debut. To be shown off to the world.
00:19:51
My work... my Rukkie. Is finished. She is done. She is finished. And she is divine. Beautiful. Radiant. And I take her out of my bedroom at last. And showcase her to the world.
00:23:19
/remove my panties
00:26:14
/remove their panties
00:26:26
/set my desire 20
00:26:54
/change my desire 20
00:27:32
/change their desire 20
00:27:46
Bot
Time to get that off, love!
00:30:25
Bot
That’s gotta be cane!
00:34:05
** Alice Rose left the game (definitively). **
00:40:51
