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Day 18- The Hunter’s Moon

Dhawan!Master X Reader

Prompt: Full Moon

Notes: Yes, i did in fact get inspired from the Ghost song. I also loved getting to use my witchy knowledge in this one. The moon truly rocks! Also a bit more dialogue orientated than my usual stuff. At least to me it is. Today has been busy!

Warnings: Suggestive language.

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Monday, 28 October 2024

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Tuesday, 29, October 2024

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Wednesday, 30 October 2024

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Thursday, 31 October 2024

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Friday, 1 November 2024

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Monday, 4 November 2024

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Friday, 8 November 2024

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Monday, 11 November 2024

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Friday, 15 November 2024

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Torturous Flirting

Dhawan!Master x Reader

Summary - The Master develops a crush on The Doctor’s companion, but his way of flirting is quite threatening which causes the Reader to have a panic attack.

Based On This Request - Anonymous requested - “Hi! May I ask for a soft fic with The Master where they hypnotise The Reader?”

Warnings - canon typical violence, kidnapping, threatening, hypnotism without consent

Word Count - 847

A/n - Gender Neutral Reader. Requested by this lovely anon! I will link the other fics inspired by this request HERE, if you would like to read them. I hope that you enjoy!

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The Master actually liked you. Which was surprising to him. He very rarely liked any of The Doctor’s companions and he definitely never felt anything like this toward one of The Doctor's little playthings. The Master was in denial about his crush on you. But every so often he would find himself daydreaming about you.

The Master didn’t know how to deal with these feelings. He rarely developed feelings for anyone, let alone a companion of his best enemy. So, naturally, he separated you from your friends, tied you to a chair and threatened to torture you. That was clearly the best way for him to confess his feeling for you.

You were currently mechanically handcuffed to a rigid and cold metal chair. The tranquilliser that The Master used to knock you out and kidnap you was wearing off, but its effects were still messing with your mind. Your vision was still blurred, but you could hear the pacing steps of The Master circling you.

“Well, well, well … The Doctor’s little pet … Finally awake.”

“Let me go.” You slurred.

“And why would I do that, love?” The Master leant down to peer into your eyes. To you, maybe because of the drugs you were on or maybe just the whole situation, The Master looked menacing, like he was trying to look into your soul. In actually, though, The Master was inspecting your features to see if the tranquilliser was wearing off properly. He wanted to trap you in order to tease you about both of your growing healings for each other, not cause you to have an allergic reaction to an alien substance.

“Just don’t do this!” You exclaimed, more frustrated about not being able to move rather than being taunted by The Master.

“That doesn’t sound like a good reason to me. What makes you think that I will let you go when I could just torture you and kill you.” The Master booped your nose, so as to see how well your reflexes have adapted to the drugs in your system. You flinched back as much as you could, so the drugs were indeed wearing off as they were meant to. The Master leant back and began circling you again. 

With the tranquilliser still in your system, though, it was making you more paranoid than normal. You began looking around for an exit and started pulling roughly against your restraints, along with beginning to breathe heavily and heave breaths. You felt like the room was closing in on you and the restraints felt like they were tightening around your body. 

As soon as The Master saw the state you were in, he realised how much he messed up. Quickly, The Master ran to help you.

“Woah, woah, now. Don’t do that.” The Master yelled in a panic state, but you were too consumed by your panic to react to him. 

The Master quickly unclasped the handcuffs attaching you to the chair. Then, with his alien strength, safely carried you from the chair so you were now laying on the cold ground.

The Master had one hand cradling your head and his thumb rested against your temple and his other hand was placed over your heart. He then pressed his forehead against yours and sent waves of calming hypnotism into your mind until he felt your heartbeat slow to a normal Human pace.

“Come on, my little Human. Nothing’s going to happen to you.” The Master spoke as he leant back a bit, he inspected your body for any signs of harm.

“Really?” You squeaked out the question and creaked your eyes open. The light in the room was shining too brightly into your eyes. The Master saw this and leaned forward, closer to your face, in order to block the light from hitting your eyes.

“Really. It was just a bit of teasing, flirting if you will. I didn’t mean to scare you.” The Master continued to caress your face, near your temple.

“I wouldn’t call that teasing. It was more like torture.” You joked.

“I haven’t interacted with Human beings in a long time. I’m trying my best.”

“I should teach you about Human flirting, then. Some time.”

“Sometime very soon I expect.” The Master smirked hopefully. You nodded, blessed out and still a little hazy. But then you heard the distant yelling from The Doctor. Despite the anxiety attack you just experienced, you really didn’t want this moment to end with The Master.

“Are you prepared to be questioned by The Doctor at this moment?” The Master asked while peering into your eyes with concern.

“I don’t think so.”

“You can always stay in my TARDIS for a bit. We can go to a relaxing planet and then I can return you to The Doctor. She will never know that you agreed to travel with me, I will simply say that I kidnapped you.”

“I’d like that.” You smiled genuinely. The Master then smiled his classic cheeky smile before scooping you up into his arms and caring you to his TARDIS.

Fall For Me

Dhawan!Master x Reader

Summery - The Master kidnaps The Reader in order to get to know you and so as to not go to an extravagant ball alone.

Based On This Request -

Warning - references to canon typical violence, kidnapping, hypnotism without consent, some suggestive bits so 18 plus please, me making up random galaxies

Word Count - 1842

A/n - Gender Neutral Reader. Requested by this lovely anon! Also, I’ll link The Doctor version of this ask here, in case you would like to read that one as well.

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The Master was a fan of fine dining and loud demonstrations of wealth, as he always had been. He was used to that lifestyle, thanks to his parent's prestige and station on Gallifrey. Since the Time War and his banishment from his home planet, The Master obviously had to seek power in more manipulative ways and his ending up possessing wealth wasn’t always guaranteed.

The Master had schemed for years trying to gain a proficient foothold in the royal court of the Purpur galaxy. Now he was the king of his own planet and what else was there for him to do? Naturally, The Master went back to messing with The Doctor and this time, she had a companion The Master actually enjoyed. The Master kidnapped you and brought you to his kingdom in order to impress you in the best way he knew how: power and wealth. If The Master got you to fall in love with him that would be the ultimate slap in the face of The Doctor, and he would no longer be alone. 

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You awoke in an extravagantly detailed lavender bedroom with gold filigree on the wall and dressed in the comfiest and most expensive-looking clothes you had ever seen, let alone worn. The last thing you remembered was fire and loud explosives and the hypnotic brown eyes, filled with desire and warmth, of a beautiful stranger. 

You fumbled, panicked, out of the large bed you had woken up in and fell onto the floor, just as the said stranger walked through the door of the room. He offered you a good morning which you ignored. You had no idea what was going on.

“What is this place?” 

“My kingdom. Specifically, my palace. You are safe here.” You finally took a proper look at the beautiful stranger. He looked so calm and friendly, but something felt off.

“You’re The Master, aren’t you?”

“So, The Doctor did mention me, I was hoping that she hadn’t.” The stranger, the Master, seemed put off by this information. He walked into the bedroom and closed the door behind himself. You clung onto the closest bedpost, filled with fear and confusion. If The Master was planning on hurting you, there was nowhere for you to go.

“The Doctor said that you were destitute and desperately destroying everything in your path in a vain attempt to feel something.”

“Maybe you should get to know me first and develop your own opinion of me, instead of solely listening to The Doctor.” The Master walked closer to you until he was directly across from where you were huddled on the floor. He then crouched down to look you in the eye.

“What do you want then? If torturing isn’t the plan for today.”

“I would like you to accompany me to the gathering I am hosting two evenings from now. In between now and then, you may do whatever you like as long as you don’t go contacting The Doctor or her little pets.”

“That’s it?” You were sceptical.

“Yeah, pretty much. Also, breakfast is ready if you would like something to eat. You must be exhausted, love.”

“I am pretty hungry.” You were pretty sure The Master had hypnotised you. There was plenty of evidence to suggest that. Your stomach growled and your head was heavy, and your body was weak.

“I can escort you. Or I can have a guard do that.”

“A guard, please.” The Master nodded, a little sadly, but accepted your request. He needed you to like him. If he moved too quickly or too controlling, you would never trust him. 

“They will be up in a moment, love.” The Master stood up, walked to the door and bowed to you before leaving the bedroom to inform a guard that you would be needing their assistance. 

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The breakfast was divine. As was every meal you consumed during your time at The Master’s palace. You were sceptical, of course, everything The Doctor had told you about The Master was that he could manipulate anyone in the most unique ways, and he already hypnotised you once, who said that he wouldn’t do it again? However, The Master just seemed to want to take care of you. He made sure that you ate proper meals, had relaxing baths with expensive soaps, and gifted you the finest clothes. The Doctor never seemed to care about those things. She always forgot when you and her other Human companions needed to eat or sleep and even though minimalism can be a fine aesthetic, The Doctor almost seemed to look down on you collecting various things from your adventures. In your few days with The Master, you had already collected a stack of books, various gemmed jewellery, and random alien artefacts that The Master gave you after explaining the story behind how he got them.

Tonight was the night of the ball. After dinner with The Master, you took a long bath before getting dressed for the party. When you exited the steamy bathroom, you saw a beautiful outfit laid out on your bed ready for you to wear. You got dressed in the majority of the clothes yourself, despite a couple of laces on the back. But then you heard a knock on the door which broke you out on your thoughts about how the night would unfold. 

“Come in.” You heard the door to your bedroom open and shut and footsteps walking toward you. You knew that it was The Master. You tried to ignore his eyes on your back as you tried to tie the laces on your outfit.

“You look absolutely beautiful, love.” The Master finally spoke. He brought his hands up and tightened and tied the laces for you.

“Thank you for the outfit.”

“Of course. I’ve got to dress up someone as stunning as you in an extravagant outfit that could match your beauty.” The Master continued to tuck and pull and adjust your outfit until he seemed happy with it.

“There. You look perfect.” The Master smiled at you, then jolted as he remembered something.

“One last thing!” The Master pulled out a long cloak from his bigger on the inside pocket and draped it across you to where it was tied across your chest and the cloak was draped over your left shoulder.

“There. Now the outfit is complete. Are you ready for tonight?”

“As ready as I’ll ever be.” The Master took what he could get from you. He knew that getting you to love him was going to be a challenge, a challenge he was excited about. But he knew that you would fall for him. He could sense it. It would just take some time.

The Master escorted you from your bedroom to the upper level of the castle that led down to the ballroom. He then led you down the marble staircase with his gloved hand and showed you off to his rich guests. After greeting and meeting with some of the guests, The Master pulled you further into the ballroom and manoeuvred you, so your left hand was placed on The Master’s shoulder and your right hand was softly placed in his left hand. The Master then placed his right hand firmly on the small of your back and pulled you close to his chest.

You didn’t know how to respond to this. You were attracted to The Master, absolutely, but he was The Doctor’s enemy. He tried to hurt her, what if he tried to hurt you? 

The Master guided you through the dance that you didn’t know. You tried your best, but even The Master’s firm grip on your body couldn’t always help you perform the dance properly. 

Adding to your distractions was The Master himself. He was dressed in a tight dark purple suit with black and obsidian accents. You could smell the dark and hypnotic cologne he wore. And his eyes. They were always on you. Either staring into your eyes, ghosting over your body, or devouring your lips in his mind. It was mesmerizing having someone’s attention on you so intently. But then, as you stared back into The Master’s desire-filled eyes, you stumbled over The Master’s feet and fell into his strong arms.

“Easy there, love. I can’t have you falling for me so hard that I can’t reap the rewards later.” You didn’t even catch The Master’s insinuation until much after the fact.

“I’m not the most knowledgeable when it comes to dancing.” You stumbled again.

“Or the most skilful when it comes to balancing.”

“Luckily, I am here to guide you.” The Master winked at you and gripped your body tighter in order to have greater control of your movements.

The orchestra then began playing a softer, slower song. The Master leaned closer to your face. You could feel his hot breath on your cheek. It felt like he was wanting to kiss you. You knew that you weren’t ready for that, even though you were growing to like the alien. Instead, you leaned forward and rested your body against The Master’s. You felt his body tense, not in anger or rejection, but in shock. He assumed that you were going to deny his advances outright. The Master happily wrapped his arms around you and rested his head against yours. You could feel his strong arms continuing to guide you through the alien dance, preventing you from falling or stumbling again.

The rest of the night was similar to this and more fun than you had anticipated. You met tons of new people from dozens of planets that you had never heard of before, you had delicious alien foods and drinks, and The Master taught you so many new dances and caught you whenever you stumbled or wobbled, but eventually, the night had to end. After all of the guests either left for their own planets or went to their guest rooms for the night, The Master escorted you to your room. 

“Thank you for accompanying me. This gathering would have been absolutely boring without you there.” You could feel The Master toying with the laces of your outfit playfully.

“It was a very fun night, Master. I’m not going to say thank you for kidnapping me, but I did have fun with you.” The Master smiled genuinely at you, but then his face became solemn and serious.

“Get some rest, love. I, unfortunately, have to take you back to The Doctor tomorrow and I assume she will exhaust with questions.” The Master took your face in his hands and kissed your forehead before turning away from you.

“Do you have to take me back?” You asked, surprising even yourself.

“I’ll kidnap you again soon.”

“Promise?”

“I promise.” The Master sent you a wink before entering the room across from yours. Was he staying in that room the entire time you had been here? Maybe you would have to pay The Master a visit in the middle of the night if you were unable to sleep.

Back Against The Wall

Whittaker!Master x Reader

Summary - The Master grows tired of having to hide your relationship from The Doctor. Maybe, with some convincing, she can wait a little longer.

Prompt Used - #50. A kiss, followed by more that trail down the jaw and neck.

Based On This Request -

Warnings - mentions of canon typical violence, The Master wielding a dagger and threatening the Reader with it, no one is actually hurt/wounded though, references to sexual stuff, so minors DNI, please!

Word Count - 1532

A/n - Gender Neutral Reader. Requested on my old Tumblr account by a lovely anon! I hope that you enjoy it.

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You made a big mistake. A huge, massive, devastating mistake with unknowable consequences. But now you would have to deal with whatever the Universe, and The Master, had to offer you. 

You and The Doctor had been out on a pleasant trip to a mysterious abandoned castle on a planet a couple of galaxies left of The Milky Way. Apparently, the castle had a renowned and substantial historical significance on the planet and The Doctor wanted to see it in order to check it off his bucket list. Both of you were having a fun time, but then The Master showed up.

In previous circumstances, you would have been overjoyed to have seen The Master. You had been harbouring a massive crush on The Time Lady for a while before the two of you eventually got together. You and The Master had been seeing each other for a couple of months now, and usually, she would avoid The Doctor to placate your fears of your relationship being exposed. But there were always the days, like today apparently, where The Master would become horribly upset by the fact that you and she couldn’t be as public as she wished and attack The Doctor. You always played the oblivious part, but her flirty and suggestive comments always made it difficult for you to hide your feelings and your relationship. The Master, though, always adored how flustered you would become. She also loved seeing the cogs and gears of The Doctor’s tiny mind turn. She wanted him to know so she could gloat, but he was too stupid to actually figure out the obvious evidence right under his nose.

In the past, you would be able to play the mediator and defuse that situation, causing The Master to leave without destroying anything, surprisingly. Or The Master would separate you from The Doctor and you could placate her feelings until she was calmer. Usually, she would just end up kidnapping, so she wouldn’t have to wait any longer to see you. This was always fun. You loved knowing that The Master needed you as badly as you needed her.

Today, though, you messed up. The Master taunted The Doctor, as usual, but then she brought you into it. The Master “joked” and suggested that you and she had a connection. The Doctor denied this, as was routine. The Master cut off her old friend’s rambling and asked you what you thought of the situation. 

You and The Master had a deal. You would travel with The Master behind The Doctor’s back, along with dating her. And she would try her hardest to not kill The Doctor along with keeping your relationship a secret. You didn’t know that The Master wanted to change your deal, so you kept up with your previous agreement. You stated that you had nothing to do with The Master and that there was no connection between the two of you.

And that’s how you ended up in a separate part of the castle, alone and vulnerable with an angry Master. She had set up traps throughout the castle, and depending on your answer, The Master would either capture The Doctor and gloat about your relationship or would separate the two of you and interrogate you.

You stumbled back, almost tripping over an unevenly laid brick. The Master stalked toward you and unsheathed a decorative knife from a pocket somewhere in her coat. The Master shoved you up against the wall of the room. You expected her to attack you with her dagger in some way, but all she did was graze the width of the blade down your cheek, all the while looming closer to your face. Her eyes darted between your fear-ridden eyes, the blade on your cheek, and your lips. You tried to move away from the blade, causing The Master to tut in your face and smirk at your adorably vulnerable actions.

She used her leather gloved hand to recenter your face. She stepped closer to you and aligned your feet to where the toes of your shoes touched. You looked down to where you were connected; it was a surprisingly intimate moment considering everything else going on right now. The Master seamlessly hooked the dagger under your jaw, using it to force you to look her in the eye. You still tried to struggle away from her again, so she gripped your jaw with her hand and stroked her dagger softly up and down your neck. The Master stared into your eyes, a snarl forming on her face. Now you were starting to doubt that this was just foreplay. Was she actually going to hurt you?

“Let me go.” 

“And why should I do that, darling.” The Master cocked her head to the side and smirked, but you knew her long enough to know that she was seething under her beautiful nonchalant facade.

“You said that you loved me. Why would you want to hurt me?”

“I do, but then you had to go and tell The Doctor that we were nothing.” The Master bumped her nose against yours. She tried to be intimating and get in your face in order to rile you up, but really, she just needed some skin-to-skin contact from you.

“I thought we had a deal.”

“I’m tired of that, now, Y/n. I want everyone to know that you are mine, especially him.” You were going to respond, but The Master dropped her dagger and smashed her lips into yours. You wanted to push her off of you to try and resolve the issue between the two of you verbally, but you couldn’t help but relish in the softness of her lips and the distant taste of expensive alien whiskey on her tongue. 

The Master adjusted the two of you, her leg jutting between yours and putting just the right amount of pressure on your crouch. You moaned into her mouth and felt her smile before pulling away to look at your face. 

“You look so beautiful covered in my lipstick.” Your eyes widened at this realisation. You were hoping to get out of this situation without The Doctor discovering your secret, either from The Master changing her mind naturally or by you convincing her. But there was no way you could get The Master’s blood red lipstick stains off of you. 

The Master smirked when she saw understanding reach your eyes. You knew her plan and there was no way to stop it. You tried to escape The Master’s grasp, but she threw you against the wall again and trapped you in another bruising kiss. She broke away to peck your lips a couple of times. She kissed the side of your mouth. Then your cheek. She then created a path from your jaw to your ear before biting your earlobe and then travelling down to your neck. There she gave you a mix of wet, open-mouthed kisses, hard bites, and pressured pecks, all to mark up your neck with either lipstick or aggravated marks. You were weak in her arms, trapped comfortably beneath her lips.

“What do you think he will think when he sees you like this? Do you think that he will feel betrayed, jealous, or turned on?” You rolled your eyes at The Master’s comment. You gained some clarity back in your mind.

“Please, just kidnap me, Master. We can tell The Doctor later, in a more reasonable way. Please, for me.”

“You are no fun, Y/n. Why can’t we just break his hearts in two?!”

“First of all, I am fun. You’ve said that many times in many situations, most of them in the bedroom. Secondly, he’s my friend and he was yours. I don’t want to hurt him and sometimes I don’t think you want to hurt him, either. And thinking rationally, we would most likely be able to stay together longer if we go about this situation tactfully. If we are rash about this, The Doctor will probably think that you hypnotised me and will do anything to get me back.”

“Ugh, fine. I guess you are right. But can I make your kidnapping a whole big extravagant affair?”

“Of course, you can, Master.”

The Master smirked, excited about the plan forming in her brain. She pulled you into one last brutal kiss before retrieving her dagger and dragging you to her TARDIS. Sometimes she just acted like a big kid who just found the hidden stash of candy; you loved seeing her this ecstatic! The Master piloted her ship to a wasteland junkyard in space, someplace The Doctor would never think to look, before rushing back over to you. 

The two of you didn’t even make it to the bedroom after landing, resulting in the two of you making do on a nearby sofa. After the two of you were thoroughly spent, You and The Master took a long relaxing bath, where The Master spent much of the time helping you remove the lipstick stains she placed on your body. Then the kidnapping coverup could commence. Maybe even a plan to reveal your relationship to The Doctor would unravel itself, as well.

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My Baby Doll

Dhawan!Master x Reader

Summary - Wondering where The Master had gone in the middle of the night, The Reader walks in on The Master fiddling with his TCE.

Based On This Request -

Warnings - The Reader being turned into a doll.

Word Count - 792

A/n - Gender Neutral Reader. Requested on my old Tumblr account. Just reposting it on here. I hope that you enjoy it!

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The TCE began malfunctioning one day after you and The Master came back from a relatively tame adventure. He couldn’t understand why a machine he meticulously build would be acting up like this. The Master always prided himself on being an excellent engineer and having taken good care of his technology, unlike The Doctor who always seemed to be breaking something. The Master was very upset and confused by the slight malfunction, but you drew him away from his turning mind as you led him back to your bedroom for the night. 

After you were deeply asleep, The Master awoke in the middle of the night, unable to draw his mind fully away from his Tissue Compression Eliminator. He thought that he could tinker with it for a bit, and then it would be back to normal. His luck was not with him today, but he hoped that he could manufacture some.

The Master crawled out of bed, careful to not wake you because of his restless mind. He quietly padded from your shared bedroom to his office, just outside the TARDIS console room, with his TCE and tools in hand.

You woke up cold and alone, but you were tucked up into your blankets with care. The Master did this often, sneaking off in the middle of the night to deal with his never-quiet mind, but he would always tuck you back into the blankets snuggly. He would teasingly say that he couldn’t have “his little Human getting a cold”, but it was clear that this was just his way of showing that he cared for you.

Despite what The Master would have wanted, you removed yourself from your cocoon of blankets and trudged to The Master’s office, where you knew he would be. You knocked on the door, but he didn’t answer. He was too busy going over mathematics, calculations and bits of engineering info in his head. 

You quietly turned the doorknob and stepped into his office. The Master still didn’t notice you, so you prepared to speak out to him. Before you could make a sound, the TCE accidentally went off due to The Master fiddling with its interior wiring. 

Being hit by the TCE ray surprisingly didn’t hurt, but it was uncomfortable. You felt small, now looking up at your now large surroundings and you felt much more solid than before. You also felt a bit nauseous and like you had a really bad strain in your neck. Though you couldn’t move more than a couple of millimetres, so there was nothing you could do about the discomfort in your stomach or neck. You wondered what this meant for you. Would you stay like this forever? Could The Master change you back? Would he even try, or would he just throw you away? 

Your worried mind stopped turning when you saw The Master. He ran up to you and stared at you for a moment before picking you up in calloused hands. His eyes were sad but filled with confused happiness about the fact that you didn’t die.

“Can you hear me? Can you move? Blink twice if you can hear me.” His voice was frantic, and his eyes were wide with shock, but you managed to blink twice, causing The Master to breathe a sigh of relief. You tried to move again, and it was actually easier to move now. There was still a major restriction on your movement, but you could now speak, unlike before. 

“I’m going to correct this, okay? I am not going to leave like this, my love.” He caressed a now giant thumb against your plastic face, wiping away a tear that somehow fell from your eye.

“I believe you, but what are we going to do until then? I’m scared about what is going to happen to me, Master!”

“I know, my love, but you will be safe with me.”

The Master placed you, gently, in the breast pocket of his jacket, as it was bigger on the inside and safe for you to be there, while he began to plan out a way to correct this. He already had plenty of ideas on how to do such a thing, but he figured that he might wait a bit. 

He knew that he would change you back eventually, but he loved your dependence on him. Now that you were doll-like, you were fully dependent upon him. So, he might keep you in this state for a bit longer than necessary. You would never know, of course, so there would be no harm done if indulged in being in control. It would just be you and The Master doing everything for you and him keeping you with him at all times.