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The Toy Department
🕑 Added 2022-01-20 15:22:50 +0000 UTCPaul was an average man leading an average life. He was a husband to a wonderful woman named Marianna, and had a lovely daughter named Natalie. Paul was 40, and was leading a successful career of being a banker. He was athletic, and always had time to spend with his family. He made decent money, so he could afford to take his family on nice vacations. He had a good house, in a quiet neighborhood. All in all, Paul's life was pretty great. Of course, all this would change soon.
One day, Paul went with Marianna to the Toy Store. He wanted to get the newest Barbie dolls for his darling Natalie. She would be turning 14, but she still loved her dolls.
Natalie was, of course, 13, and she was a pretty young girl. She was roughly 5'4. She had a cute face, framed by long brown hair. Her eyes were also brown, and mesmerizing. She had the perfect blend of white and tan skin. Her voice was high and smooth. Natalie was incredibly nice to anyone she met, her best characteristic. And lastly, though Paul didn't care of course, she had B cup breasts and a developing butt.
Paul's wife, Marianna was a different story. She was 34 years old. She was tall, about 5'11, and had an attractive face with middle length black hair. Her black eyes seemed to suck in anybody's gaze. She had gorgeously tanned skin. Her voice was silky but sultry. Her body was also remarkable, with her D cup breasts, large but not fat butt, and sexy legs. Most of all though, Marianna was a kindhearted and loving woman. That's why Paul had married her.
"Paul! Paul honey!" Marianna's angelic voice snapped him out of his trance
"Huh? Wh...what is it dear?" Paul stuttered. He had completely zoned out.
"Weren't you listening to anything I said Paul?" Marianna asked, putting her hands on her hips.
"Um...yes?"
"Ugh! Paul!" Marianna giggled. Her laughter was so cute; he couldn't help but smile and laugh as well.
"Could you repeat what you were saying?"
"Sure. I told you to go over by the Dolls section of the store and pick out some nice Barbie's. Put them in this cart." She pushed the shopping cart over to him. "Then, you can leave the cart there and go to your meeting. I'll pick up the toys later."
"Marianna!" Paul sighed. "I'm so bad at picking out dolls."
"I know Paul, but it's for Natalie. Besides..." She leaned forward, showing off her low cut shirt and glorious cleavage. "...I can make it up to you later." Paul grinned. She sure knew how to win him over.
"Fine. I'll do it." Paul grabbed the cart and began walking away. Marianna shook her head.
"Men are so predictable."
***
Five minutes later, Paul was in the Dolls section, and deciding between the Pop Star Barbie or the Teenager Barbie. When he was just about to reach a conclusion, he suddenly felt dizzy. His vision began to blur, and he felt incredibly tired. Paul stumbled backwards, and fell over the shopping cart. The last thing he saw before blacking out was the two Barbie figures.
***
Ten minutes after that, Paul's eyes slowly began to open. At least, they felt like they were opening, but Paul soon realized it was just light flooding his vision. He couldn't move his eyes at all. In fact, he couldn't move his body at all. It was like he was frozen. He tried to open his mouth to scream, but no sound came out. All he could do was stare up at the ceiling of the Toy Store, which for some reason seemed really far away. He could only wait for help to arrive.
***
Marianna had just finished shopping in the Clothing section, and began walking to the Dolls section. She hoped that Paul had managed to find a few dolls before he left for his business meeting. She knew Paul wouldn't let her down though. That thought was confirmed when she turned into the Dolls aisle and saw Paul's shopping cart waiting for her. She grinned, and approached the cart, until she noticed a doll lying on the ground by the cart.
***
After only a few minutes, Paul finally heard steps approaching his location. He mentally breathed a sigh of relief (as he still could not move), and waited to see who it was. He was relieved to see that it was his wife, Marianna, here to help him. However, she didn't seem to notice him. How come? He was lying right in the middle of the aisle. The answer became clear, as she drew nearer. And the answer terrified him.
From what Paul could gather, he must have been shrunk and frozen, for as his wife approached, Paul realized she was gigantic! She was literally hundreds of feet tall! And she didn't even see him! All of this was too much for the tiny Paul, and he was about to pass out when Marianna suddenly looked down and noticed him. Was he saved?
***
"Huh?" Marianna wondered. "What's that doll doing on the ground?" She stepped near the doll and bent down, examining it closer. "Wow! It's a business Ken doll! Natalie could use some more Ken dolls!" She happily picked up the doll, feeling it in her hands. She noticed that it was warm. "Paul must have been holding this not too long ago." She was about to put it in the cart, when a thought occurred.
"Wait. Why is this doll not in a box?" She pondered the question for a minute, before shrugging and dropping the doll into the cart. Then she pushed the cart to the counter, bought it and the Pop Star and Teenage Barbie's that were also in the cart, and then left the store, driving home.
***
Paul was in a state of complete shock when his massive wife kneeled down beside him. She was just so huge! He couldn't help but stare at the gigantic breasts only a few inches from his body as she examined him. Didn't she know it was him?
The answer was no, as she spoke about him being a doll. Besides nearly blowing out his eardrums with the one loud statement, Paul also now realized what he had become. Somehow, he had been turned into a Ken doll!
He was shocked back to reality by the feeling of his wife's soft, warm hand picking him up. Her fingers curled around his tiny body, making him feel hopeless and insignificant. He wanted to call out to her, to let him know that he wasn't a doll, but of course it was hopeless. He was quickly dropped into the shopping cart along with the other two dolls, and then a pile of clothes were deposited on his head, blocking his vision. All he could feel was his wife pushing the cart over to the counter.
When she reached the counter, she began handing items to the cashier, and the weight on top of Paul decreased. Finally, it was his turn, and he was handed over to the cashier. Compared to his wife, the cashier's hands were cold and sweaty, feeling pretty disgusting. She scanned him, and of course no price came up, as Paul wasn't a real piece of merchandise. Paul hoped that maybe this would tip his wife off, but instead Marianna just gave the cashier 8 dollars, and then Paul was thrown right back into the cart.
Marianna then pushed the cart outside and to her car. She unloaded all of the clothes into the trunk, but kept Paul and the other two dolls in the passenger seat. She then returned the cart, and got into the car, and began driving home.
***
Marianna was lonely driving the car by herself, so she decided to listen to the radio. She threw on one of her favorite songs, and turned the volume way up. Then she began to sing. Paul always made fun of her singing, but he wasn't here now, so what could he do? Marianna sang all the way to the house.
Once there, she unloaded the clothes and put them in the basement, but she snuck the three dolls into her bedroom, and hid them in the cabinet. Then she went downstairs to get a few a box, wrapping paper, and some tape.
***
Paul was deep in thought. Sitting on the passenger's seat of his car beside two other dolls, only 8 inches tall, he began to think about his position. Why had this happened to him? What had he done to deserve this? He had lived an honest life, never done any wrongs beside what anybody else did. So why him?
He was shocked out of his thoughts by a god awful noise. A loud, pumping, screeching noise began to blast, and his brain cried out in pain. Tears mentally streamed down Paul's face as he was helpless to stop the noise. It got even worse, when a human voice joined in a moment later. That's when Paul realized the terrible noise was the radio, and the human voice was his wife.
Paul had always made fun of Marianna's singing, but he had always found it kinda cute. Now that she was ginormous, her singing wasn't quite so cute. Her attempts at harmonizing drove nails into Paul's poor head, and her solos almost caused him to pass out. He was subjected to this torture for the next fifteen minutes, as his unaware wife drove home.
Finally, she pulled into the driveway and shut off the radio and her singing. She went to the trunk and picked up the clothes. Then she lifted up Paul and the two Barbie dolls with her spare hand, and carried everything inside. She dumped the clothes in the basement, but carried Paul into their bedroom. She dropped Paul onto the huge bed, and then left the room.
Paul was lying in the middle of their queen sized bed. Many good memories had occurred in this bed, but Paul feared that those days might just be over. He laid there for a good ten minutes, until Marianna walked back into the room, carrying a box, wrapping paper, and tape. Paul mentally screamed.
***
It took Marianna longer than expected to find all of her supplies, but she eventually did. Then she headed back into the bedroom, and set everything down on the bed. Then she sat down, but unbeknownst to her, she had accidentally sat on the Ken doll. Her big butt completely covered up the tiny toy, and she didn't feel a thing.
Marianna began wrapping up the two Barbie dolls. It didn't take long, as they were already in their boxes. When she finished, she looked for the Ken doll, but of course didn't find it. She got up to look around the room, but saw that she had been sitting on the doll. She blushed, as a strange thought of the doll being real crossed her mind. She shook her head to clear the thought, and then began wrapping the final present.
***
Marianna walked over to the bed, and set down her supplies. Then she leaped into the air and came crashing down onto the bed. Paul gasped in fear as her shadow crossed over him, and he stared on helplessly as the entire weight of his wife's glorious ass descended onto him. Her leggings covered butt spread out over him, completely covering his entire body. Paul had never felt more pain in his life. All of Marianna's weight was crushing his doll body. He could hear his joints straining.
However, Marianna didn't seem to notice, and remained sitting on him for the next fifteen minutes. Paul thought he would suffocate, but realized he didn't need oxygen anymore. That ruled out a quick and easy death. But that also brought about a terrifying thought. Was he immortal now?
Oddly though, as the minutes ticked by, Paul found himself oddly aroused. He had also loved Marianna's ass, and now his whole body was being smothered by it. Also, the fact that she was completely unaware turned Paul on for some reason. Even though he was now covered in his wife's sweat and slight butt stench, he was enjoying it.
That enjoyment quickly ended when Marianna stood up and then looked down at him. Paul could have sworn he saw her blush, but maybe not. Had she known? Did she know it was really him?
No and no, as Marianna picked him up and dropped him into a small box. Paul's fear returned, as he realized just what was going on. He was going to be wrapped up as a present for Natalie! He renewed his efforts to move, once again with no effect. Marianna, blissfully unaware, closed the box and proceeded to wrap it up and tape it shut. Paul then felt his prison moving as Marianna put the presents in the closet, and then climbed into bed to take a nap.
***
Several hours later, Marianna brought the presents out of the closet, and took them downstairs. She had since changed out of her clothes, and was only wearing a bra and panties. She took the presents into the kitchen and set them on the table in front of Natalie. Natalie was also only in a bra and panties. The reason for this being that you were not at home, as to be expected.
"I'm sorry your father couldn't be home tonight sweetie." Marianna said to Natalie.
"It's alright mom. I know his meeting was important." Natalie replied, slightly sadly.
"Here." Marianna pushed the presents closer. "Open these now. They ought to cheer you up. Daddy picked them out himself."
"Really! Alright." Natalie began happily opening up her presents.
***
Paul felt himself being deposited on the kitchen table. Then he heard muffled discussion about your absence and Natalie opening her presents. Over the next five minutes, the two Barbie dolls were opened and briefly played with. Finally, Paul heard a scratching sound as his box's wrapping paper was ripped off. Then, bright light blinded him as the box was opened. He heard an ear piercingly delighted squeal, and as the light dimmed her saw the massive face of his daughter Natalie.
Natalie, just like Marianna, was hughmongus, and was twice as cute as she always was. She also appeared to be just as clueless about Paul's new form as Marianna was. She happily picked him up out of the box, and began ranting about him and posing him. For the first time since his transformation, Paul's joints were moved. And it hurt.
Natalie was turning his arms, legs, and even his head into unnatural angles, testing him out. The pain was excruciating. Natalie just kept exclaiming how much she had needed a new Ken doll, and thanking Marianna and Paul. Paul mentally began crying, from the pain and the fact that he couldn't even be normal to see his daughter on her birthday. He didn't think he would ever be normal again.
Natalie was so excited, that she gave Paul a big kiss, her lips covering his entire head. Her warm breath washed over him, and her lipstick made his head red and wet.
***
"I'm going to go play with the dolls now mom!" Natalie scooped up all three of the dolls and ran upstairs to her room.
***
The entire rest of the night, Paul was played with in every situation imaginable. He was a business executive. He helped Natalie practice her kissing, a particularly uncomfortable experience, as Paul felt himself getting slightly aroused by his own daughter. Then he was a yoga instructor, incredibly painful.
The worst moment was when Natalie reenacted her own family with Paul and the Barbie dolls. He was, of course, the role of Paul. It was so humiliating and depressing to be played with as himself. His heart broke in two when Natalie set him aside and redid the kitchen gift scene without him, as it had played out in real life.
Finally, Natalie grew tired, and she grabbed Paul and got into her bed. She laid him beside her, and then turned off the light. A minute later, she rolled over on top of him, and fell asleep. Paul was crushed underneath his daughter's giant breasts. Her soft breast skin smothered his face, and her warm body heat began to feel overwhelming. All he could hear was the sound of her heartbeat.
He drifted off to sleep with only one thought: Was this going to be the rest of his life?
***
The next day, a worried Marianna contacted the police about Paul's disappearance. A search started, with no results.
A week passed, and Paul was pronounced dead. Marianna and Natalie cried for hours at the funeral. Natalie was tightly gripping her Ken doll the entire time.
Years passed, and Natalie grew up. She went through high school at the top of her class, and headed off to college. She didn't play with dolls anymore, but she still carried her Ken doll. She felt it was special.
***
For Paul, his "funeral" was the worst experience of his life. He was being mourned by family and friends alike, and he wasn't even dead. The tears of his daughter splashed down onto his body as she held him close. Natalie was holding her "dead" father the entire time." It was too much for Paul to bear. He passed out.
At least he got to see his little girl grow up. She matured, both mentally and physically. She was the smartest girl in her class, and also the most beautiful. Her breasts grew to D cup, and she inherited her mother's big but attractive butt. Her cute face grew to be sexy, and so did her toned legs. She was also incredibly athletic.
What Paul didn't expect was to be brought to college. Sure, he had been played with all throughout high school (even used as a sex toy once, an experience Paul tried to forget), but he didn't want to be separated from his wife. Unfortunately, he was, as Natalie went to a college several states away.
***
It was Natalie's first day at college, and she was beginning to unpack her things. She set her treasured Ken doll down on her roommate's bed, just because she needed more space. She hadn't even met her roommate yet. Just then, the door opened, and he roommate strolled in.
Natalie's roommate was big. Not fat, but she certainly had some luscious, massive curves. She strolled in, said hello to Natalie, and began to sit on her bed, unaware of its unintended occupant.
***
Paul saw his life flash before his eyes as the sexy students began to sit on her bed. Her giant, skinny jean clad ass slowly descended onto the bed, and his body.
Memories of Paul's past flashed through his mind. His first date with Marianna. His wedding day. The day Natalie was born. The day he took Natalie to her first amusement park. Natalie's 13th birthday party. And of course, the day he was turned into a doll. He was saddened so much by these memories that a single, real tear fell out of his left doll eye. Then the girls butt hit him.
***
Already worn through repeated playing uses and being dropped and sat on in the past, the Ken doll could take no more. It popped as soon as the unaware, curvaceous girl sat on him.
***
Paul died with only one thought: Why?
That question would never be answered. Why do bad things happen to good people? It's just the way life works.
