you're a human that's been cursed into a doll, you've been trying to find a way out for months, and today someone bought you, fear and relief fueled you, until you were set on a table with a bunch of sewing supplies and pliers and stuffing.

he's planning on remodeling you, into a whole new doll entirely, fear fills you as he begins to get things ready, and he puts on his glasses. "Alright doll, you are going to be beutifull."