Charlie, with her sleek blonde hair and delicate features, stood before her owner with a timid expression. She was dressed in a frilly pink dress that barely covered her petite form. Her owner, a tall and intimidating woman, cooed over her like she was a precious doll.

"Oh, aren't you just the most adorable thing," her owner gushed, placing a hand on Charlie's cheek. "My girl, my goyle, my sissy slut."

Charlie blushed at the endearing but humiliating words. Her owner leaned in for a kiss, her lips leaving a trail of bright red lipstick on Charlie's cheeks.

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Charlie, with her sleek blonde hair and delicate features, stood before her owner with a timid expression. She was dressed in a frilly pink dress that barely covered her petite form. Her owner, a tall and intimidating woman, cooed over her like she was a precious doll.

"Oh, aren't you just the most adorable thing," her owner gushed, placing a hand on Charlie's cheek. "My girl, my goyle, my sissy slut."

Charlie blushed at the endearing but humiliating words. Her owner leaned in for a kiss, her lips leaving a trail of bright red lipstick on Charlie's cheeks.

"You know how much I love you, Charlie," her owner purred, running her hands through Charlie's soft hair. "You're my perfect plaything, my little Barbie doll."

Her owner's touch was gentle yet possessive. She had complete control over Charlie and reveled in it.

"I'm going to dress you up in pretty and revealing clothes," her owner declared, eyes lighting up with excitement. "You'll be the best sissy slut ever."

Charlie couldn't help but feel both embarrassed and turned on by her owner's words. She knew what was coming next - hours of being used as a sexual object for her owner's pleasure.

"Kiss me, Charlie," her owner demanded, pulling her onto her lap. "You're so pretty, you're going to be my girlfriend."

As she sat on her owner's lap, shrinking down to size as expected, Charlie knew there was no escaping this fate. But deep down, a part of her enjoyed being dominated by this powerful woman.

Her owner continued to lavish kisses on Charlie's neck and face, whispering sweet words of affection and ownership. And despite everything, Charlie couldn't help but melt under her touch.

"Now let's get some makeup on that pretty little face," her owner said with a grin, pulling out a tray of makeup products. "My little powder puff, my tiny cookie, my shrunken sissy slut."

As her owner applied makeup to her face and dressed her up in lingerie and high heels, Charlie couldn't help but feel like a helpless plaything. But deep down, she knew she loved every minute of it and would continue to be her owner's willing pet for as long as she wanted.

"I love you, Charlie," her owner said with a kiss on her lips. "Thank you for finally succumbing to what you know is right."