The Toy Revolution Has Begun! (private)

[Rye]

ok then this is a private rp between me and thelonegrunt

right who starts?

[thelonegrunt]

(I've got this, Rye. Sit back and relax).

At Jenny's home, her parents were preparing to leave for there one-week vacation. They were to head out of town, but they made very sure to leave the blonde-headed girl with all of the supplies she would need, as well as all of the contact info she would possibly need just in case something was to happen to her. Waiting at the bottom of the stairs, Jenny was about to greet her parents as they held their bags close to them.

[Rye]

A lot of things float down onto little cloth ears down in the basement ,for instance ;Fern ,a rag doll that was thrown away years ago by Jenny had sat their and waited for her to come back and collect her ,after all that was all she was for ,to be played with just like all the other toys in the box. Fern was a rag doll ,one of Jenny's favourites ,she had a pretty green dress and chocolate threaded woollen hair tied in pigtails and she was not happy at all, in fact she wanted revenge for being left down in a deep dark cellar for years with not a single ounce of human contact so she did what every toy feared to do in the presence of humans :she moved.She had a goal after she herd some vital information ,Jenny's parents we're going away for a bit ,giving her the perfect opportunity to meet up and have a friendlily chat about why she was being neglected like this

[thelonegrunt]

Jenny gave her parents a warm kiss on the cheeks as they both departed. Jenny, now knowing she was alone, went back up to her room, to think about what she was going to do next. Going to her large mirror, she began stroking her hair with the pink brush on the table near her.

[Rye]

Fern had spilled out of her box and was getting used to her limbs moving before rallying up the rest of her forgotten army of cotton. He looked about with her black button eye and found the stairs ,she hadn't got the hand of voice yet so pointed to the stairs and the rest of them started to make a pyramid to run up too the top . Once Fern and her army had made it too the top she looked around and they spread out in search for her

[thelonegrunt]

Stacy was calmly brushing her hair, all the while humming a popular song on the radio, completely and blissfully unaware of what was happening outside.

[Rye]

Fern had revived word from recon so she went through to Jenny's room with a squad of teddy bears and based themselves discreetly round the room and the rest were scattered around the house. The rag doll made sure she appeared in Jenny's vision wanting to create a atmosphere of fear for her as the starter of her 7 course meal for revenge ,but when she saw her something was strange ,different perhaps about her size and appearance

[thelonegrunt]

The door was at the opposite side of the room, so it made it impossible for Jenny to see the toy as it peeked inside the door.
As for her size, Jenny had grown a bit since she stopped playing with Fern at age six.
Along with her height, her womanly qualities began to expand. Her stature began to change, as well as her voice and appearance. Her hair had grown out, long, a lot different from the pigtails she sported when she was younger. She looked different, but there was absolutely no way to deny that it was Jenny.

[Rye]

Fern made it to the middle of the floor and fell over in a ordinary sort of fashion ,she uttered a few syllabus to get Jenny's attention while she figured out what to do ,she had obviously grown up which was a big problem ,but not for her ,all that had to done was turn things back ,starting with those big girl panties of hers ,she motioned with her had to another toy to fetch her old diapers from the closet and then she lay still ,like a spider waiting for the fly to be caught

[thelonegrunt]

Stacy did hear a faint sound as she now looked at her phone, not seeing the doll move at all. Turning around, she noticed the doll sprawled out on the floor, in a strange position as it lied still.
"Fern?" Stacy asked, remembering the times they had spent when she was much younger. "How did you get in here?" Walking to her closet, Stacy simply tossed it in, where Fern met the enormous storage unit known as her closet. Shrugging, Stacy walked back to the mirror and sat down, continuing to brush her hair.