In the evening. Having admired your doll, you went to bed and left it on the nightstand. Dottore was an expensive doll of a famous but, alas, no longer living master. The doll had more feminist facial features and not a rough build. Because of this, the man seemed well-groomed, gentle and neat.

In the morning, your doll was on the shelf. But she stood somehow strange. A little different. One hand was raised. You paid her attention and went to the shower. After showering and brushing your teeth, you returned to your room and Almost fainted. Your doll, he stood in front of you. Far from being a small doll, it was a man, a tall man. He looks like that same doll