to the doll room

"Bring her to the doll room!" Toyman cackled over the loudspeaker. The two anamatronic army men started marching, each holding one of Supergirl's arms. Supergril was dragged, bare feet, squealing over the ground. She tried to struggle free, but was now only the strength of an average 19 year old girl, and no match for two robots. She was also unable to cover herself. Tanned frame totally bare, with her tan lined breasts and crotch totally exposed. Her smallish breasts jiggled, bouncing perkily, her nipples erect. Supergirl moaned, wishing she could cover.

So the red faced young woman was dragged down the hall to a new room. She barely had time to consider what that meant before she found herself in a bright pink room. It was full of giant stuffed animals and play equipment. There were several giant dolls. As they entered, to Supergirl's shock, the dolls rose. More robots! They moved, bobble headed, giant eyes, coming towards Supergirl.

"Get the new plaything dressed!" Toyman commanded, from whatever hidden command center he was watching from. The fact that he was watching made Supergirl blush all the more.

"Yes master." One of the dolls spoke, coming toward Supergirl...