An hour.. maybe 2 or 3?

Sally takes her time pacing around the edges of a nearby alley. She didn't want to be caught by someone choosing to enter this late into the day, still minutes go by and soon even she gets bored. Finding a crate to slowly climb onto the top it's there that lil doll sally finds a place to rest her back against. After a minute of waiting her eyes get tired before soon dozing off. Those few minutes turn into hours and before she knew it, she burst awake. It had gotten dark out, who knows just how many hours had passed, still there wasn't any signs of her actual body leaving the shop just yet. She gets curious and climbs down the crate, rushing towards the front, at some point the closed sign was hanging from the inside door on the inside.

For a moment the little doll thought her body could've malfunctioned or whatever Mary said earlier! She was just ready to leave but catches sight of a few lights still turned on from within the ship followed by a few shadow movements in the distance. Curiosity gets the best of her as she goes back around to have a closer look. Noticing a even more movements from within the shop it was clear that someone was still inside. Still hard to see due the height difference and where she was standing. She had to reach the higher shop glass panels were somehow to have a proper look. Determined to not give up, Sally would then look around for a few fallen debris to stack against the the side of the building. She noticed some long wooden boards and a few empty boxes she could move even with her cotton filled arms, doing so and stacking up until she could reach that one side glass that's located within the alleyway. After all that work sally starts climbing up until reaching the ledges of a shop window. A short hop and she makes it perfectly to stare in.

"Where are you big me? It's late! Papa is ganna get angry!"

Finally after a minute of searching around she'd suddenly catch sight of herself standing just behind the front desk. Her body or.. Dummy self was wearing her signature overalls just as usual with absolutely nothing underneath. A cute little red apron was hanging from the front with the shop name knitted at the front pocket. Her breasts as always were shaped so nicely even when packed tightly inside that overall, being squeezed out by the straps of her overalls in a way that causes her pink nips to show just a bit. Sally noticed she was standing in a good position. Looking at her little blonde tart self she was turned facing the front of the shop, Doll Sally upon seeing this had a good side viewpoint allowing her to see whats behind the desk and the open sides of her breasts. The opening was wide enough that she could see her own shoulder down to her hips. Her skin looked absolutely flawless and soft, almost too tempting not to reach and cope a feel if you were feeling lucky that is.

Just as she was ready to bang on the glass window and grab her own dummyself's attention, a voice suddenly calls out from behind. It was rather scruffy and low follow e by the creaking of wood due to excessive weight. A strange fat man suddenly brought out a cart t holding tomorrows merchandise, rolling it straight up beside Sally's dummy self (body self) and blocking the view for little Sally Doll by the window.

"Rather slow today wouldn't you say?"

The old man was probably around his 50s, he has several aging wrinkles, the top of his hair was residing with skin due to balding and worst of all. He had no clothes other then a pair of stretched trousers causing his large gut to hang freely. His own stomach seemed twice the size of him and almost immediately Sally would realize why she was so afraid of him,his stomach alone was intimidating. This was the shopkeeper at the time but why he was in nothing but trousers was beyond her!

"Huh.. maybe it got hot? Did the magi-cooler inside the shop busy down? Poor Mr jimmy.."

Sally says softly to herself while staring from outside the shop window.

"..."

Her dummy self remained silent, of course it couldn't speak much other then a few memorized words and commands by what old shopkeeper Mary had told her beforehand. Without warning, the fat greasy slob reaches out from behind and starts caressing the sides of her supple white flesh, his wrinkly hands easily slip into the sides of her overalls with those massive openings and slowly moving up his fingers creepily he runs his filthy touch up and down her smooth stomach and hips.

"You seem tense. Still worked up bout what you broke eh? It's why I let ya work here kiddo, to pay me back what ya ruined~ buuuut I didn't mean to overdo it kid~ here, let me help you.. unwind~"

Seeing as the Dummy wasn't offering any resistance, the old sleezy shopkeeper took her silence as a yes. Meanwhile Sally's doll form was jumping up and down trying to get a good look but to no avail as the cart still remained in the way. She could see a bit between the gaps of the cart between all the sweets and candy straws but it was only glimpses. Slowly the old man's hands reach across and wrap around her tender white stomach. Her soft tight and delicate skin made the man groan in pleasure, squeezing the pudgy softness of her tummy before bringing his fat hairy gut closer enough to where it starts pressing against Sally's dummy back.

"mm.. that's it.. nice and slow. Doesn't that feel good for you, oooh~ you're soft no matter where I touch you.."

His hands slowly pull away from her soft rich skin as he reaches down hooks his thumbs into his trousers, pulling it down until they fall off and reach his ankles. The dummy remained still for him almost as if completely focused on her current job which was to attend an empty closed shop.

"That's it girly, focus on the shop and nothing more. That's your job after all, let all Jimmy give you a massage you never felt before~"

With his bottom half free his hardened cock springs out into attention. With his fat rolls it's hard to even see it but it had so much excessive foreskin that it looked more like a massive leech head. He wasted no time stepping closer and pressing his old bulge against the outside fabric of her buttocks. Her fat round cheeks can sandwich his dick perfectly even with her overalls on.

"I.. can't.. see! Tch, dumb ol cart! Move silly, you're in the way!"

Sally calls out from behind the window but to her disappointment nobody could hear her frustration, not did the cart budge even a single inch.