Korisu Dollified - Doll TF
Tags: Inanimate, Toy TF, Object TF, Caption, Doll TF, Gushing over Magical Girls, Objectification
DescriptionIf you want to make a suggestion or have an unique idea? Join the Discord Server. Maybe there is a giveaway so don't miss it! Psss the uncensored versions are there as well!Korisu Dollified - Doll TFLast Part:The Nacht Base buzzed with excited chatter, seven enormeetas gathered around a…
The Nacht Base buzzed with excited chatter, seven enormeetas gathered around a large craft table. Korisu stood at the head, her slender fingers guiding one of the enormeetas hands through the proper way to tie off a friendship bracelet. "Like this, Korisu-sensei?" The enormeeta looked up with earnest eyes. Korisu nodded once, her expression barely changing. Her silent approval meant more than effusive praise from other adults. These Thursday afternoon craft sessions for the Enormeetas Club had become the highlight of her week. University studies consumed most of her time, now, with child development textbooks, educational psychology papers, and practice teaching sessions leaving little room for anything else. These girls saw her as their calm center, their guide. She might not speak much, but her presence communicated everything. Her phone vibrated against the table. Kiwi's message lit up the screen: "REUNION TONIGHT!!! Karaoke box, 8PM. Utena confirmed! The trio rides again! ♥♥♥" Korisu stared at the message, memories flooding back. Ten years since those chaotic days. It has been multiple years since the three of them had properly been together. She stood abruptly, gathering her belongings. The girls looked up, faces falling with disappointment. "Girls, I need to go." Her voice emerged barely above a whisper, used so rarely it sounded strange even to her own ears. They waved goodbye enthusiastically, promising to finish their projects before next week. Korisu nodded, the faintest ghost of a smile touching her lips before vanishing. The karaoke place glowed with neon signs, bass thumping through the walls. Korisu stood outside momentarily, thoughts racing despite her placid exterior. 'What would they talk about? Would they reminisce about their villain days? Would they mention the dollhouse?' She pushed through the door before anxiety could overtake her. Box number seven vibrated with familiar laughter. Kiwi spotted her first, leaping up with the same boundless energy she'd always possessed. "KORISU-CHAN!" she squealed, throwing her arms around the smaller woman. "Still the quiet one! Still the cutest!" Utena sat with her back against the wall, looking tired but genuine. Her corporate job had clearly taken its toll, with dark circles under her eyes and tension in her shoulders. But seeing Korisu, she brightened. "It's been too long," Utena said softly. The evening progressed with surprising ease. Kiwi dominated conversation as always, filling silences with stories of her manga career. Utena occasionally interjected with dry observations about office politics. Korisu mainly listened, nodding occasionally, the weight of unspoken thoughts evident in her intense gaze. After their third round of drinks, Kiwi turned to Korisu. "So, kindergarten teacher, huh? Never would have guessed our little terror would end up nurturing tiny humans!" Korisu nodded once, her voice barely audible when she whispered, "Yes." No one heard her over the music. It didn't matter. Words had never been her strength. Beer bottles multiplied on the table. Korisu sipped slowly, maintaining control while Kiwi and Utena grew louder, less inhibited. Something strange began happening in the room, a building pressure, like air before a thunderstorm. Energy crackled, invisible but palpable. It emanated from Utena. Her posture changed subtly at first, then dramatically. Her spine straightened. Her shoulders pulled back. Her expression transformed from tired office worker to something more... predatory. When she laughed, it wasn't Utena's laugh at all. "Haaaahahaha!" The sound cut through the music, deep and rich with malice. Korisu tensed immediately. She knew that laugh. Everyone who had ever fought alongside or against Magia Baiser knew that laugh. "This pathetic hag thought she could keep me buried forever," Utena's mouth said in Baiser's unmistakable purr. Korisu tried to stand, to intervene, but something held her frozen in place. Purple energy crackled around Utena's fingers, growing in intensity until it filled the room with blinding light. A tremendous pressure squeezed Korisu from all sides. Her body felt simultaneously compressed and stretched, burning and freezing. The sensation lasted only seconds, but felt like eternity. When awareness returned, everything seemed... wrong. Perspective had changed. The proportion had changed. She lay flat on her back on the floor, staring up at the ceiling lights that seemed impossibly faraway. She tried to move. Nothing happened. Her body refused all commands. From her limited viewpoint, she could see a pair of purple satin panties and a green bra on the nearby seat. No sign of Utena or Kiwi themselves. 'What did Baiser do?' Korisu's thoughts raced while her body remained utterly still. 'How foolish is Utena to let this happen? She'll need serious scolding when this is fixed.' Time crawled by with excruciating slowness. Eventually, cleaning staff entered, complaining about inconsiderate customers. A w
