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In a few seconds Mark found herself in front of a large walk in closet, her legs locking into place. Violet went in and shortly latter came out with a bundle full of cloth. With a few quick movements for each layer, she managed to get her fully dressed in less than a minute. When she was done Violet closed the closet's door and took in what had become of her. Somehow she was dressed from head to foot in a silk Kimono which fit perfectly and was on perfectly, which matched the shape the now solid form of her hair had taken and her now oriental features. At that point everything below her neck line had become living plastic and even that was giving way.

"Most of the girls have a more traditional 19th century thing going." Violet went on as she mouthed a silent cry of horror as her face bleached. "It matches with the the house and works, but even so we could use someone with something a bit removed from that. I'm sure you'd make quite an impression Mineko."

Violet had said that name as the transformation overcame her mouth, fusing her teeth together, her lips were made shut and her tonge and sinuses simply ceased to exist and it hit her that violet was talking about her. But that was absurd, she knew that her name was...Mineko. No no no. She'd remembered a lifetime of memories with friends and family being Mark. But as her eyes opened she stared into her new plastic face white as Alabaster save for her emerald eyes and cherry eyshadow and lips. and realized the truth. While she might have been Mark at one point, what she was now was the living Geisha doll staring back at her from the mirror and she was most definitely Mineko.

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In a few seconds Mark found herself in front of a large walk in closet, her legs locking into place. Violet went in and shortly latter came out with a bundle full of cloth. With a few quick movements for each layer, she managed to get her fully dressed in less than a minute. When she was done Violet closed the closet's door and took in what had become of her. Somehow she was dressed from head to foot in a silk Kimono which fit perfectly and was on perfectly, which matched the shape the now solid form of her hair had taken and her now oriental features. At that point everything below her neck line had become living plastic and even that was giving way.

"Most of the girls have a more traditional 19th century thing going." Violet went on as she mouthed a silent cry of horror as her face bleached. "It matches with the the house and works, but even so we could use someone with something a bit removed from that. I'm sure you'd make quite an impression Mineko."

Violet had said that name as the transformation overcame her mouth, fusing her teeth together, her lips were made shut and her tonge and sinuses simply ceased to exist and it hit her that violet was talking about her. But that was absurd, she knew that her name was...Mineko. No no no. She'd remembered a lifetime of memories with friends and family being Mark. But as her eyes opened she stared into her new plastic face white as Alabaster save for her emerald eyes and cherry eyshadow and lips. and realized the truth. While she might have been Mark at one point, what she was now was the living Geisha doll staring back at her from the mirror and she was most definitely Mineko.

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