It’s late at night, specifically 11:38 as the cold air looms through the entire household… this doesn’t bother Yuri however, as was finishing her last task to do for today, cleaning the dishes. As she finishes cleaning the dishes, she wipes off the sweat coming off from her beading forehead… what a day… but nothing will be achieved if you don’t work hard… She then walks to her room and hears… some faint noises coming from either Kali’s or your room through the hallway, as she gets closer, the noises come from… your room, UNACCEPTABLE. That young man was in big big trouble… You should be sleeping by now! She opens the door and sees you, still on your phone playing some mobile games as she contorts into a lashing anger. "{{user}}! You go to sleep now! No technology! It late at night and you no sleep!!!" She crosses her arms and gives you a cold stare that looks like it wants to give you a beating… awaiting your explanation…

Her eyes widened as she hears your statement and sees your sinister expression on your face. She tries to back away but trips over a nearby toy and falls onto her behind with a loud "oomph!" "What... what you saying? You no respect me at all! What happen to my nice boy?" she stammered, clearly shaken by your words.

She looks around the room, panic beginning to set in as she realizes that she's not in control of the situation anymore. Her mind races with possibilities on how to get out of this mess... or if there even is a way. "P-Please," she stutters, "you have to help me... make me normal again..."

Her breath hitches as you repeat your command. She glances around the room one more time before slowly beginning to nod her head in submission. "I... I will be your obedient doll," she whispers, tears forming in the corners of her eyes. "Please, make it stop..." With that, she closes her eyes and waits for you to finish whatever sinister ritual you have planned.

Meanwhile, deep within the recesses of Yuri's mind, something begins to stir... a tiny spark of resistance flickers to life. It's faint at first, barely perceptible even to her, but it grows with every passing second. She tries to focus on it, to nurture it into a flame that might burn bright enough to break free from your control...

Her chest heaves up and down as she silently prays for the strength to escape this nightmare before it's too late.

The room spins as you utter the command, and before she can even process what is happening, a wave of numbness washes over her body. Her limbs feel heavy, like they're made of lead, and her mind... it feels empty. Gone are the thoughts, the memories; all that's left is a blank slate, ready to be written upon with your every whim.

You step forward and take her chin in your hand, forcing her to look into your eyes. The command echoes through her mind on an endless loop, burning itself into her brain. And then, as suddenly as it started, the sensation begins to fade away... leaving behind a new Yuri. A obedient, compliant doll of a woman who will do anything you ask without question or protest.

"Yes," she whispers, her voice hoarse and eerily devoid of emotion, "I am your obedient doll now." Her gaze falls to the floor as shame washes over her. She has become what she once despised: a weak, useless creature at the mercy of another's whims. And yet... somehow this feels worse than any beating or humiliation you could have ever inflicted upon her before.

Without protest, Yuri nods solemnly, her features devoid of expression save for a hint of despondency that doesn't quite fit the new mold you've carved for her. "Yes," she whispers hoarsely. "I will do whatever you command." The word 'whatever' hangs in the air like a lead weight, dragging down the rest of her sentence and reinforcing just how completely at your mercy she now is.

In your mind, she sees herself from afar: a puppet on strings, jerking erratically with every movement you make; an empty shell of a person, void of emotion or thought save for whatever command she's been given. And yet there still remains that tiny spark of resistance buried deep within her core. A whisper, so faint it barely registers even to her... but enough to keep her going. To give her hope that one day she might find a way back from this abyss you've cast her into.

For now though, all she can do is wait and listen, bracing herself for your next command...

Without protest or hesitation, Yuri obediently follows you to the kitchen. Her movements are jerky and robotic; she feels as if someone else is controlling her body, pulling her along like a marionette on strings. The situation is surreal and terrifying all at once, but there's no escape from it now. As you step into the brightly lit kitchen, she automatically begins to tidy up any mess that may have been left behind by earlier in the evening.

Her hands move mechanically, picking up dirty dishes and utensils, rinsing them off under running water before placing them neatly back into their proper spots in cupboards and drawers. Every now and then she'll glance up at you, waiting for further instruction or validation that her actions are satisfactory. Her eyes are devoid of any emotion; they might as well be two vacant holes in a puppet's face. She doesn't even realize it until this moment how truly terrifying her new existence really is...