In hindsight, telling a three-year-old girl that the new Soggy Molly Dolly was overrated and totally worthless probably wasn’t the best idea. But how were they supposed to know that they were actually a powerful witch? A little girl who literally just pooped her diaper didn’t scream master of the arcane arts.

It was bad enough being turned into the most popular toy on the market, but to be packaged up and put up on display with the rest of them was just humiliating. The worst part was, her diaper couldn’t even handle one measly wetting! So much for quality…

“We’ll be right back after these short messages…” Came a voice from a nearby television set. Molly wasn’t all to interested with what was going on in the world outside of her box, but she quickly perked up when the advertisement started saying her name, the now plastic figure pressing her hands against the box’s translucent layer to get a better view.

“~Soggy Molly is a wonderful dolly. Soggy Molly will make you feel jolly! She’ll be your best friend until the end. Oh, by golly it’s Soggy Molly~!” The joyful tune of the of the ad echoed throughout the empty toy store as it did its best to show a little girl playing with her Soggy Molly Doll. They even showed the toy’s main function which was wetting, but what it showed on the T.V was a total lie. Molly should know, she was currently standing in a puddle of her own pee. At least some of it managed to be absorbed into the cardboard, but that didn’t make it any less moist inside.

As the ad continued to run, Molly couldn’t help but gag at how horrible it was. Sure, it was probably okay for the young girls it was being marketed towards, but it felt so lazy, and it only served to reinforce the sentiment she had about the toy, especially now that she was one of them. Just imagining a little girl getting this as a gift sent a wave of goosebumps across her skin. Or at least the doll equivalent to them.

Thankfully, after a solid minute had passed, the ad was nearing completion, and Molly could finally get back to standing around doing nothing as she waited for the store to open in the next few hours. In fact, it was so close to being over that she started to retract back into the box. It hadn’t been entertaining this whole time, so the sooner she didn’t have to see that terrible ad, the better.

“Soggy Molly, available in a toy store near you! Now with pants pooping action!” The narrator of the toy concluded, causing Molly to perk up once again, slamming her hands against the front of the box and pressing her face against it to make sure that she heard the T.V right.

“Wait a minute. Did he just say…” Before she could finish her question, Molly gasped as she felt the back of her diaper started to grow heavy as a thick smelly log began coiling up in the seat of her padding. She had no control, mainly because her “bodily functions” were basically nonexistent now that she was a piece of plastic. All Molly could do was stand helplessly in her box as her diaper filled up with foul-smelling snakes of filth, gasping as she felt them drop into the bottom of her diaper one by one.

By the time she finished soiling herself, her diaper wasn’t the only thing that was filled, because now that box that she was in absolutely reeked. As much as it pained her, she was hoping that a kid would take her off the shelf and take her home, anything to be free of her own noxious fumes. Sadly, that might be more of a pipe dream than being turned back to normal, considering the box she came in was in as bad a shape as the diaper she was wearing.

Just when she thought things couldn’t get any worse, her eyes went wide when she heard another gurgling coming from her stomach. The sound of a soft plop rang in her ears as the back of her diaper suddenly sagged down even more, revealing some of her plastic butt from just how heavy it had gotten. The only reaction Molly could give was one of utter disdain, her eyelids drooping halfway with her eyebrows furrowing and her mouth now slightly frowning.