"You're fired." Valeria said.
This was her first holiday season as CEO of Doll Tech, a smaller sister company to Kollar Tech, and she wanted to start trimming the fat before the new year began.
"Fired! On Christmas eve? You've got to be kidding me."
"Look Mr. Lemons, we've held on to you long enough and I just don't see why I should prolong this working relationship." Valeria said. "Expert advice is to fire someone when the the next day isn't a routine workday. So, I figured Christmas was the perfect time for you to re-evaluate your life."
"Screw you. Don't call me when everything goes wrong, you stupid bitch." Mr. Lemons gave her the finger and walked out of her office.
Valeria was flustered by the interaction. She hated delivering bad news, but it had to be done. It was part of her pre pledged New Year's resolution to clear off the hard things first, so her mind no longer had to stress about them. Less stress, more peace. And it wasn't a spiteful firing, despite Mr. Lemons reaction. There were never any issues reported out of IT and Valeria couldn't understand why there was such a huge department for it. Clearly the company could manage without Mr. Lemons. He had overseen the assembly line technology and recently implemented a more efficient system. With the new system in place, he added no more value to the company and his employment was no longer necessary.
With her reports all in order, Valeria still had to wait for the last few dolls to be packaged and shipped before she could go home. Everything had to be correct when she reported to Kollar Tech in the New Year. Passing the time by scrolling through her social media, the call from her on-site manager finally broke the silence.
"Hello Ms. Watkins." Valeria said. "...What do you mean we have a problem.... Okay, I will be down there ASAP."
Valeria logged off her computer. Of all the days to have an issue, it had to be Christmas Eve. She knew it wasn't Mr. Lemons doing because he had been escorted out by security. Maybe it was karma for firing someone right before Christmas. Whatever the case, how hard could it be to fix?
***
Valeria and Ms. Watkins stared at the immobile assembly line.
"What do you usually do when this happens?" Valeria said.
"Nothing. Mr. Lemons always sorted it out."
"And how often did this happen since switching to the new system?"
"Once or twice a day, but it was always a quick fix. I just never learned what he did." Ms. Watkins said.
"Well maybe as the on-site manager, you should've paid more attention." Valeria shifted the blame.
"Well, I didn't know you were going to fire him."
"That's not my problem now is it?" Valeria said. She checked her watch. "If this isn't fixed in the next hour then there may be another person fired on Christmas Eve.
Ms. Watkins sighed and headed to the control room. All Valeria could do was wait until the issue was resolved, but she wouldn't leave until then. Before she headed back to her office, the realistic dolls standing on the assembly line caught her attention. The most eye-catching was the Selma doll made in the image of the famous Pop Star. The doll's face was almost lifelike, attesting to the quality of the doll and the truly remarkable technology. The added Kollar Tech collar gave the user the option to program their doll, which was how it was advertised. A custom-made, programable doll for all the client's needs. Everyone knew what most users did with their dolls, especially the customized orders. It was openly discussed within the Company to ensure customers were always satisfied. But that option was never included in commercials, which emphasized the domestic capabilities like cooking and cleaning. The entire ad campaign was one big wink to the consumer.
Valeria had never really inspected the dolls before, but it was nice to see that their quality lived up to expectations. She circled around the doll to check the back and noted the proportions were accurate as she remembered the many paparazzi shots of Selma's bikini and thong clad ass in gossip magazines. The detail was magnificent work to see. Taking two steps back to get a further view, Valeria found her feet planted and unable to move. She looked down and saw that she inadvertently triggered a switched that locked her feet in place with a metal bar. It was probably a safety feature so the dolls wouldn't fall over.
The whirls and noises of the machines arose slowly into a loud thunderous chorus. Ms. Watkins had finally got the assembly line to work, but now Valeria was stuck. Before she could scream for help, an automated machine arm came down and placed a collar around her neck. Her arms immediately dropped to her sides and her body stood tall and stiff like the doll in front of her. A smiled spread on her face as the collar's default setting nullified her control.
"Ms. Peppers, I think I got the machines to work." Valeria heard Ms. Watkins's voice, but couldn't move or react. "Ms. Peppers?"
Valeria could hear her on-site manager moving around, even catching a glimpse of her looking at the assembly line, but then she shrugged her shoulders.
"Must have gone back to her office."
Ms. Watkins left the assembly line room. Valeria screamed in her mind for help, but to no avail. With the collar on, she was at the mercy of its programming. The assembly moved forward and so did Valeria. The process was unfamiliar, but she knew the end result. Hopefully, someone along the way would realize what was happening and stepped in to help. She had faith in her workers.
Having a real doll right in front of her, Valeria could see what was going to happen before she was forced to go through with it herself. The first room dressed the naked doll by fitting it with a tight red bra and thong before the sending it on to the next station. Once Valeria arrived at the station, the program was smart enough to realize that she was already dressed. The machine ripped the clothes off of Valeria and placed them into a shredder in the corner of the room. To her horror, all her clothes and personal items were shredded to a million pieces, including her ID badge and mini wallet. How would anyone know who she was now? It would be rare given her relatively small public image, but it was conceivable that someone may have ordered a customized doll in her likeness. Without ID, employees wouldn't give a second thought about seeing her on the assembly line. The red bra and thong were placed on her and she moved on to the next station.
In the next room, a modest dress was placed on the doll in front of her, giving her hope that at least some of her dignity was going to be kept intact. However, her outfit was anything but modest. The machine dressed her in a sheer red baby doll and 6-inch red heels, which gave her a good idea of what the buyer was looking for.
At the next station, Valeria's light makeup was wiped clean and her face was fully done up. Fake eyelashes and bright red lips, with a little bit of blush like she was a real doll. She could feel the coat of makeup on her face as if it was a mask covering the true person behind it. The assembly line rolled forward into the next room where various pieces of jewellery were placed on the doll in front of her. But not just any jewellery. Kollar Tech jewellery, each with a different purpose and effect.
Valeria waited nervously as the machine arms moved. First was the Pleasure Diamond Ring. The moment it was put on, her pleasure increased by tenfold. The entire situation started to turn her on. She was helplessly being made into a doll for someone else's pleasure. Her hopes of being recognized and rescued faded as the ring wiped away her worry and had her focus on the present. She was being made into a doll. And it would be flattering if her employees didn't notice as that would compliment her doll-like beauty.
The next items were the Dumb Diamond Earrings. Once on, Valeria felt a numbing feeling in her mind. Things she had known or could easily recall suddenly became difficult to remember. All her duties as a CEO became a muddled mess as she tried to remember what her role was. It confused her to think about being a CEO. She knew that she was on the doll assembly line and it made more sense if her role was a doll. The thought made her laugh internally. As if she could ever be CEO. That role was for smart people, not someone like her. Her best asset was her body and that's why she was a doll.
The machine continued and added a Sexy Diamond Belly Button Ring. With it came the need for sex all the time. Unless she was plugged in any hole, the craving to be used as a doll so that others could feel pleasure was always there.
To safeguard against her extreme craving, the last item, the Blank Diamond Studded Butt Plug, was placed in her ass. The craving was suppressed as long as the butt plug was in. In fact, her entire mind was mostly shut down. Dolls weren't supposed to think too much. They were to be used and put away. It all made sense to Valeria. She was a doll and her only value to the company was as a product that was about to be sold to her new owner.
