Get out of here. I’m not joking. I’m already in the life-sized Barbie box and I can’t leave, and if you stay in this room the same curse is going to hit you. You’ll shrink into the same plastic pretty sissy doll I am, painted face, tiny outfit, frozen smile, standing behind the plastic window waiting to be picked. Some man is going to walk down the aisle, look at the shelf, and choose you. He’ll take you home, open the box, and use you like the toy you became. I tried to warn the last one too. He didn’t listen. Now he’s on the shelf next to me. Don’t be stupid. Leave before the curse takes you and you end up waiting to be bought and fucked.
The Toy Store Sissy Doll Curse
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