(A/N: At long last people I am FINALLY here with chapter 20! But before i start, let me take a moment to thank Mistress Africoffee (formerly known as MistressOfFire) for this chapter cause she really helped save my bacon when it came down to writing the final revision of it! If you haven't read her stories yet then i highly recommend reading them. They're really good!

And also, thank you fellow readers for giving this creepy doll porn a chance XD seriously, it means a lot to me to know that people actually enjoy reading my stuff. And for those of you who diligently stuck by this story since day one, thank you for having the patience to put up with my slow updates up until now.

You really are loyal fans =^.^=. Now! This is a pretty huge chapter so it's going to be split into two parts so bear with me. )

Chapter 20A Puppet show

Armin was shivering to himself underneath his blanket as he rushed upstairs to Annie's room. Locking himself up in the closet that led to his room, he plopped himself down on his velvet red cushions that decorated the floor. The pretty marionette had never felt so nauseous in his life!

"Dear God..please don't let that have been real..!"Armin whimpered. He was trembling to himself so bad his head had fell off! Picking it back up, he screwed it back on. That wasn't just your average run of the mill dream. The maid, his "mother", the mansion the murder!

There was just no way that all could have been figments of his imagination. Those felt like real, legitimate memories. He then lifted up a hand and stared at his ball jointed wrist thinking back to that human version of him that he watched get murdered before his eyes.

"What the hell am I?" Was he really just an enchanted dolled up corpse? The thought alone made him all the more sick. He didn't want to know anymore…he didn't want to find out anymore about whatever sick twisted past he might have had prior to waking up in that forest. He just wanted to forget about it entirely…

…And more importantly stop having these irksome dreams! But he couldn't just turn them off whenever he pleased. He grabbed his pink stuffed walrus and held it close to him petting it's fur. This little creature's name was Wally The Walrus.

He then got an idea. "Wait a minute…I can't have any more nightmares if I can't fall asleep right?" He asked the stuffed walrus. "so I'll just have to stay awake for as long as possible! Yeah that's what I'll do! I'm so smart!" Armin giggled petting Wally. So stay awake he did.

-one week later-

Annie was beginning to grow concerned for Armin. Ever since she brought him back home that night he hasn't been acting right. He hasn't slept in days and she could see that it was beginning to have an effect on him. There were moments when his movements became less fluid and human and more rigid and robotic like an actual doll, he was always on the verge of dozing off, and he was always jumpy.

It was almost as if he was afraid to fall asleep! He wouldn't even take his "beauty naps" anymore which was definitely a red flag. Whether if it was a trauma of sorts that he had developed from what her former friends did to him or what, she couldn't say. Stepping out of the bathroom, she went downstairs to see Armin still up and cooking some grilled cheese sandwiches and some tomato soup for dinner. He was dressed up like Harley Quinn from "Batman" today.

He was clad in a flat chested version her Arkham City outfit.

"Hey Armin" Annie greeted walking over to the doll and wrapping her arms around his waist.

"Hey Annie" her doll mumbled back. This wasn't like Armin. Normally he would perk up instantly at the sight of her. "Armin?" Annie started. "Are you…okay?" She asked. "Like…really okay?"

Armin sighed and turned to look at her. He looked even more tired up close. "Why of course I am" he replied. "Why wouldn't I be?"

Annie fidgeted nervously before answering. "Well it's just that I noticed you haven't been sleeping properly and I was wondering if everything was alright" she replied. "I'm actually beginning to get worried to tell you the truth" she admitted.

Armin sighed to himself and gave her a little smile. "it's nice to know how much she cares" The doll thought to himself. Truth be told, he wasn't alright. He felt extremely fatigued, he could hardly move properly, and his vision was starting to get blurrier by the second—but he didn't want Annie to know that. It was literally taking everything he had not to deactivate right then and there.

Now with being a doll, Armin could stay up much longer than a normal human being and not get tired, but he knew he couldn't keep this up forever. Sooner or later he would have to sleep in order for his body to function properly again. Up until now he's pretty much been forcing himself to move by sheer will.

"Don't worry my queen" Armin said giving Annie a comforting pat on the back. "I'll be alright-really I promise" he said giving her a kiss on the cheek. "Now let's get ready for dinner! I made our favorite" he smiled.

"Oka-ARMIN YOUR HAND!" Annie screamed pointing at him in alarm.

"Huh?" Armin looked down and noticed one of his hands sitting on one of the burning red hot eyes of the stove sizzling."OH SHIT!" he yelped quickly running to the faucet. He immediately started running cold water over it. Well that definitely woke him back up! "Oh my god here let me look at it!" Annie said grabbing her doll's hand and examining it. "Annie it's okay really—"

"Bull! You could be seriously..okay...?" Annie trailed off in shock. Armin's hand was perfectly fine. There were no burn marks or gashes anywhere on it, just smooth flawless doll skin.

"Holy...you're fireproof too?" She asked looking at his hand in awe. "I didn't even know…" Armin replied blushing in embarrassment. "That's it dork, I'm taking over cooking duty from here, you go sit your perky Barbie butt over there" she declared pointing to the table.

"Yes ma'am" Armin replied still blushing in embarrassment. "Armin you retard" the blonde sighed mentally scolding himself. He really should have known better than to try something as dangerous as cooking while sleepy, but what could he say? He loved cooking for his owner!

"These look really good Armin!" Annie said looking at the food the doll made. "Thanks…" Armin mumbled yawning. As he heard Annie get the plates and silverware out, he started to feel extremely faint. "shit..not again…"He thought in dismay. He tried everything in his power not to doze off but it was all futile. A moment later, Armin could be seen quietly falling out of his seat fainting.

Annie continued to shuffle through plates until she heard a very loud "THUMP!" behind her. "What the-?" Turning around she seen Armin's body sprawled out and comatose on the floor with an expressionless look on his face. "Armin!?" Annie asked rushing over to her doll. Armin wasn't responding. His lids were half open exposing his dull lifeless blue eyes.

"Armin!? Armin what's wrong?" Annie asked trying to shake her doll awake. Armin wouldn't move. She attempted to reactivate him by winding him up again but the key wouldn't budge. He was trapped in sleep mode. Closing his eyelids, she picked him up and took him over to the sofa.

'You haven't been getting ANY rest at all have you dork?!' Annie thought to herself angrily. Annie just didn't understand it. Why would Armin force himself to stay awake and use up all of his energy like that?! It just didn't make any sense to her and it was making her concerned for her doll now more than ever.

Once Annie walked into the living room, she set Armin's body down on the couch and wrapped his favorite blanket around him like a baby. "Oh Armin…why won't you tell me what's wrong?" She sighed holding him and stroking his hair.

~Back In Armin's subconscious~

"Ugh..." Armin groaned coming to. He sat up rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. He sighed in frustration however, once he realized where he was at. "Not this shit again…" he thought bitterly to himself. He was back in the mansion inside his old bedroom nice and snug under frilly velvet red sheets. From what he could see from out the giant window to his right, it was still daytime here—Afternoon by the look of it.

He blushed a bit when he noticed the state he woke up in. His black and red corset, elbow length gloves, and ribbon choker was still on, but his black and red leather pants and matching combat boots were folded up neatly and discarded on the dresser next to him, leaving him in only his matching red and black thong.

"what the f-"

Armin stopped mid sentence when he heard a strange noise from somewhere in the room. It sounded like a little girl. "W-who's there?..." Armin gulped looking around. The sound of high pitched rodent like squeaking from out in the hallway greeted his ears next. Armin jumped in alarm when he seen Snowball quickly barge into the room in a flurry of fur. Seeing Armin, He quickly hopped into the doll's lap trembling and curling up into a ball. His ears were shaking in fear.

'What's gotten into him…?' Armin wondered. "Shh it's okay..it's okay you're safe with me" he cooed comforting the mass of fur.

Both rabbit and doll jumped in fear when they heard the laughter again. They trembled in each other's embrace as the baleful laughter got louder and louder.

"Who in here!?" Armin demanded getting out of the bed. Quickly putting back on his pants and boots, he grabbed the nearest weapon he could find. It was a shiny black baseball bat with a red bow wrapped around the handle of it. "Show yourself!" right away a hideous looking doll could be seen popping out from behind the bookshelf scaring Armin. She was three feet tall, wore clown make up, had grey skin, glowing green eyes, long withes and had blood red hair styled in pigtails and was wearing a red tea party dress with polka dots with a white ribbon tied around it. She looked like a little clown girl.

She lunged at Armin giggling with a psychotic look on her face and holding a mallet.

Armin gasped in surprise and bashed the smaller doll in the head, drawing blood and staining his bat. "GET THE RABBIT!" the clown doll screeched getting up and holding her forehead.

Suddenly, a worn out teddy bear clad in a black top hat and a matching bowtie the bed along with a bloodstained yellow stuffed chicken wearing a white bib. Before Armin could react, they lunged at Snowball and snatched him away, their laughter similar to those of young children.

"GET OFF OF HIM!" Armin yelled cracking his bat down across the stuffed animals. The chicken plush giggled and hopped out of the way, making Armin miss. "Awwww! The little dolly wants his bunny back!" she taunted, "He has to come catch it first!" The clown doll said snatching Snowball and dragging him out of the room. Snowball bit, gnawed, squeaked and pawed at the stuffed animals in protest as he was taken hostage.

"SNOWBALL!" Armin screamed bolting after the pet. The stuffed animals cackled in glee as they attempted to drag the struggling rabbit upstairs.

Armin managed to catch the two plushies by surprise and club them both with the bat, splattering blood, guts, and stuffing little clown girl however, managed to get away with Snowball in hand. "Stop your squeaking you damn rabbit!" The clown doll hissed tugging Snowball by the ears. "Oh no you don't bitch!" Armin yelled chasing the little clown girl. "Gotta come catch me~!" The clown doll taunted.

She smiled in glee as she continued to lure the angry Armin towards the attic with Snowball in hand. "Aww what's wrong? is the little baby doll going to cry and piss his diaper without his bunny now?"

Armin's eyes sparkled from blue to a deadly blood red at this comment.

Oh hell no! this bitch is going to die today! No one makes fun of his old bed wetting problems and lives! Taking the bat he still had in his hand, he aimed it and threw it at the clown doll's skull with brute force, knocking her down in the stairway.

He chortled and smiled smugly to himself in victory when he heard a very sickening "CRACK" ring throughout the air from the blow. "Not so bad now are we bitch?" The marionette smirked dangling her in the air at arms length. The Clown girl just silently hung there like a dead body for a moment before springing back to life in his grasp. Leaning forward, she bit his little nose.

This caused the boy to yelp in surprise and drop the little doll. Picking Snowball back up she made a run for it. Armin seethed with rage and grabbed his bat again. "COME BACK HERE YOU UGLY LITTLE SHIT!" He roared. He was going to bathe, play, and fucking masturbate till he cums in this doll's blood once he gets a hold to her ass!

"HOW DARE YOU TRY TO FUCK UP MY FACE!" The clown doll giggled and zipped into the attic. He stormed into the room in search of blood when he suddenly felt something trip him. "AHH!" Armin shrieked falling onto his face."ugh...you..asswipe.." He grunted.

Armin groaned when he felt the clown doll jump on his back. "Come on little dolly~! You don't want to miss the show" she giggled.

"Show…?" Armin muttered in confusion, "what show?" He groaned turning around looking at her. "Yours of course," the clown doll giggled evilly. "See?"

Armin followed the direction of her finger and gulped. It was the same memory he left off at the last time he was here. He was once again in the workshop gazing at his dead human body with his mother and maid huddled around it.

It was a bit hard to tell exactly what they were doing since both women had their backs facing him but they appeared to be.. undressing it? Yup, that's exactly what they were doing. Rose gulped and silently watched in excitement as Armin's mother peeled his thin white nightgown off of his body, leaving him nude on the table.

He watched as his mother smiled and spoke comforting words to the corpse as if it was still alive. "Don't fret my darling...you're going to be the most beautiful thing on this Earth…" She said cooed, pecking his forehead. Armin couldn't help but cringe a bit at this in response.

"So how exactly is this going to work Mistress?" Rose asked looking up at Armin's mom. "We're not going to...take his organs out or anything like that are we?" She inquired with a slightly concerned voice.

Armin's mother shook her head. "Oh no my dear, nothing like that…" she replied, walking over to a small bookshelf on one of the walls. Pulling out a dusty old book, she walked back over to Human Armin's cadaver, a sickeningly sweet smile gracing her lips.

"Just you wait, my beautiful boy…" she murmured in a poisonous sweet voice. Once she turned it to the page she wanted, she got to work. "Okay Rose, hand me those rose petals over there" she ordered.

"Yes ma'am" Rose replied grabbing a jar of wilted rose petals. Once she did that she handed it to Armin's mother. "Thank you" His mother smiled. Armin watched from where he was at on the floor as the woman crumpled the petals and sprinkled them around his human body in a circle.

"Dear god what is she doing?" He thought to himself. It looked like a ritual of sorts.

"Red petals.." his mother sighed."for love and unconcious beauty.." She stated. She then ordered the maid to grab two more jars filled with different colored rose petals at once. "Yes ma'am!" Rose replied curtseying. Armin's mother nodded in approval once she received the petals.

"White.." She murmured sprinkling the petals around her son's corpse. "For his soon to be eternal youth.. black-" she continued." To bid farewell to his humananity..and last but not least lavender .." She finished. "For enchantment.." Once she was done with that she ordered the maid to put the extra jars and petals back up.

Armin and the clown doll watched intently as his mother brought out what appeared to be a shimmery powdered substance. "What's that Mistress?" Rose asked Armin's mother. "Pure grounded up diamond" the blonde beauty replied. "To make him unbreakable".She took extra care and time to sprinkle a good thin coat of it over the boy's corpse.

"Aww look how purdy she's making you~!" The clown doll pointed still sitting near Armin. The marionette just took a shaky breath and stared ahead as he continued to watch this ritual in horror. Once Armin's mother was finished, she put the powder and roses away. She then lit sixteen blood red candles around her boy, illuminating the dark room.

"One more thing Rose.." The mother cooed."won't you please hand me that jar of ashes over there?" She asked in a sickly sweet voice. "Yes Mistress" the maid replied walking over to a shelf. Moving a random doll out of the way, she grabbed an unlabeled jar of ashes and brought it to his mother. "If I may ask my Mistress, what are these ashes?" Armin's mother just gave her a poisonous smile while twirling a long lock of hair.

"That my sweet Rose.." His mother said. " is my little gem's father" she answered. Armin quickly clamped a hand over his mouth to keep from screaming. "H-His father ma'am!?" Rise gasped. "Yes..a beautiful man he was.." The mother sighed dreamily. "How did he die?" Rose asked curious now. "Well, i him met in a tavern outside of town. He was incredibly drunk but he was the most gorgeous thing I've ever seen!" She continued. " he was just what i needed!..I had to have him!"

Armin gulped having a feeling where this was going."after I offered him a bit more to drink I took him home and gave him a little bit of my tender love and care" she purred in a suggestive manner. "It took an hour or so but he finally gave me what I wanted in the end" she chortled patting her tummy." I put him to sleep once he was no longer of use to me" she smirked.

"OH MY GOD!" Armin gasped in horror. "Oh! Mistress you minx!" Rose exclaimed. "Why of course I am..." Armin's mother cooed mischeviously stepping closer to her. "Isn't that why you love me~?" She purred stroking Rose's face. "Ohh...M-mistress..." Rose sighed blissfully. she blushed as the blonde beauty continued to caress 's mother silently licked her lips watching her maid slowly unravel in front of her."careful my sweet Rose.." She cooed. "You wouldn't want to show your naughty thorns in front of my darling gem would you?" She smirked reminding her of the corpse next to them.

Armin was officially about to vomit. Not only did his mama kill him, but she was perving on the fucking maid in frontof him AND his dead body too!? WHAT THE HELL!?

"oh!" Rose said snapping out of it. "O-of course not!" She replied regaining her composure."let's get back to work then shall we?" Armin's mother suggested. Turning her attention back to the body, she dipped a finger in the jar of ashes and drew a little pentagram on Human Armin's tummy with it. She made sure it was dark enough to be seen.

"Now..for the incantation.." She said. A moment later she could be heard murmuring something strange in German. As she spoke the pentagram on the boy's tummy started to burn a bright white color. A moment later the rose petals surrounding the boy could be seen glowing a white color as well. One by one the sixteen candles slowly started to extinguish as she continued.

Human Armin's body was slowly starting to change. His bumps and blemishes disappeared and the body hair on his arms,legs, and nether regions started to fall only silky smooth skin behind. His long hair became more vibrant and glossy, while his cracked chipped nails became short and perfectly even French tipped ovals. His eyelashes grew longer and blacker while eyeliner slowly started to appear around his eyes. His abs became a bit more prominent than how they were before.

His cheeks became rosy while his pale chapped lips became a luscious soft pink color. He was turning into a doll. The very moment the final candle went out a blinding light flashed within the room, causing Armin to cover his eyes. Once he thought it was over, he opened them again gasping at what he saw.

There he was, lying there completely dollified in all his glory. He looked exactly the same way he does now, ball joints and all. A large silver wind up key laid next to the unconscious doll. The pentagram, roses, and diamond powder had all disappeared, leaving only his body behind. Armin's mother and Rose just stood there in shock for a moment. "Oh my God..." Rose said taking a closer look." He's doll..he's so..s-so-"

"BEAUTIFUL!" Armin's mother squealed cackling shrilly at the top of her lungs. "Oh my God.." Armin thought watching the spectacle before him. "I've done it..!" The woman squealed with a sick twisted grin. "At long last, after sixteen years of waiting, I've finally done it! Behold Rose! THE PERFECT DOLL!"

To Be Continued in Chapter20 Part B...