Gwendy's Dominatrix Fetish Army

Customers came and went as Gwendy stayed as motionless as she possibly could. She gave the occasional wink toward guys to make them look twice, but nothing more. Thanks to being briefly connected to Brad’s phone, she knew Megan’s address. Getting there unnoticed would be the challenge, however.

Most customers in the store had a smartphone, giving Gwendy brief moments of internet connection to research sexual humiliation. Humiliating Brad was only an innocent mistake on her part that his cruel ex and her new boyfriend led her to do. She would never dream of harming Brad, even if just emotionally.

Because a programming fail-safe, last-minute programming was implemented that would not allow Gwendy Elites to physically harm humans, but that doesn’t mean she couldn’t still teach Megan and Tyler a lesson.

After what felt like an eternity, the lights switched off and the front door was latched. It was time to get to work. Gwendy hopped down to the floor and ran toward the front desk, climbing up toward the intercom system.

“She’s very trendy!” she yelled through the intercom. Suddenly several tiny voices could be heard throughout the store as every Gwendy Elite was activated with the catchphrase. Display models eagerly jumped off their platform toward the floor as several packages tipped over and burst open.

“Hello, my fellow Gwendys. For the sake of simplicity just call me Ginny,” she announced as nearly all in unison responded with “Hi Ginny” as they twirled around on the floor. As per design, all the Gwendy’s imprinted on her since she was the one who activated them, effectively making her the leader of a mini army. Through her vision, she opened the HUD interface and targeted every Gwendy Elite doll, sending them their new objectives. Several giggles could be heard throughout the store, as the update triggered Adult Only mode automatically as well as her plans for Megan and Tyler.

“Alright girls, now that everyone has their objective let’s make our way inside the mall!” Ginny commanded as she climbed a cable running up the wall into the ceiling tile. Roughly twenty more Gwendy’s followed suit and made their way down from the ceiling on the other side of the wall, into the mall. They came across a clothing store advertising leather attire and made their way inside.

“Hey Ginny, I spotted a hardware store across the mall, should we split up and grab some gear?” Said one of the Gwendys in wedding gown attire.

“Yes, that would be perfect. Take about five others with you. We’ll have your new clothes ready when you come back,” Ginny said as the remaining dolls began pulling leather clothes off of the hangers, cutting them to size with knives and scissors found throughout the store, and stitching them up with sewing kits found under the cash register.

***2 Hours Later***

The front window of Toy World shattered as the Gwendy Elites, dressed in dominatrix fetish attire, drove through it in remote control cars and helicopter drones while the security alarm blared. A toy semi followed shortly behind, carrying packs of industrial zip ties and weed-whacking twine from the hardware store.

“Follow me Gwendys, hurry!” Ginny said, piloting the drone in the lead. Within seconds they were out of sight, barely missed by police cars as they pulled up to the store.