The Next Day

I slept like a rock after my private session yesterday. As soon as I woke up, I began to think about how I would use the doll today, and how I would manipulate Steph today. I rolled out of bed and returned to my computer. My secret camera was still connected, and showed my sister was not in her room. She always was an earlier riser. She must have been downstairs having breakfast. Our parents worked in the city, which means they always left early, which means I could have some fun whenever I-

And that's when I saw it. The doll no longer looked like Steph, it looked liked me. How did that happen? I reached out and put the dolls arm up, and sure enough, my arm followed suit. "So that's what that feels like," I thought. Somehow I must have done something to cause the doll to change into me. I thought about how Steph's blood had affected it. Maybe I spit on it or something?

Either way, I had to change it back. I went to the bathroom to see if there was an old band-aid that Steph used on her cut that I could use on the doll. It was kind of gross, but I wasn't ready to give up yet.