RELUCTANT PRESS

"You will lay quietly until Lucy opens you," Janet instructed.

The lid of the box was closed and the slave girls wrapped it in gift wrapping paper and ribbons, poking holes so that I could have some air. I waited for the party to begin, feeling nervous, and uncomfortable in my little girl's clothes. I still couldn't believe the situation I'd gotten myself into.

I was going to be this little girl's doll!

About an hour later, I heard laughing voices as Lucy and the others came into the room and the party began. They played some games, then Lucy began to open her presents, including some that she couldn't understand.

"Why do I have all of these big clothes?" asked Lucy. "I can't wear anything this big."

"Well, Honey," said Janet, "those clothes are for your last gift. It comes with some of it's own wardrobe and we will get some more clothes for it later."

"Oh, Mommy!" said Lucy excitedly, "did you get me a slave? A slave of my very own?"

"That's right, Lucy, Dear," Janet announced. "I feel that it's time that you had a slave of your very own. Do you remember the slave on the floor yesterday that you wanted to turn into a pretty doll?"

"Yes, Mommy."

"Well, Dear, just open that big box over there and see what you find!"

I heard the sounds of tearing paper as Lucy opened the box I was in. She got the lid off and stood staring down at me with wide eyes.

"Oh, Mommy! She's beautiful!" Lucy exclaimed. To me, "Stand up!" she ordered.

I stood up in the box and Lucy began to run her hands up my legs, feeling the material of my dress and pinafore. Her hand came in contact with my penis and she pulled my skirt and petticoats up and looked inside my bloomers and panties.

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