The next week girls were experimenting again. Chiaki took Fumi's hand and said: "2N7002DW-H, change our cells composition to soft plastic and reduce our height to 16 cm."

  Fumi was surprised at the request and hesitated for a moment, but then she took Chiaki's hand and said, "Alright, let's do this together."

  The transformation was quick and painless, and soon they found themselves standing on the table, both 16 cm tall and made of soft plastic. They looked at each other and giggled, amazed at the sensation of their new forms.

  Futaba, who had been watching from a distance, clapped her hands in delight. "You two are so cute!" she exclaimed. "Now what shall we do with you?"

  Futaba loaded the scenario "Schoolgirls" from the Super doll site onto Alice super doll and said: "Alice, connect to Fumi and Chiaki. Execute scenario for your three."

  Alice nodded and quickly connected to both Fumi and Chiaki. She then began executing the "Schoolgirls" scenario, which transported the three of them to a virtual world resembling their school. They were able to interact with the virtual environment and each other as if they were actually there.

  In the virtual world, they attended classes, ate lunch together in the cafeteria, and even participated in after-school clubs. They spent hours exploring the virtual school and having fun, all while learning new things and practicing their social skills.

  As the day in the virtual world came to an end, Alice disconnected from Fumi and Chiaki and returned to the real world. She turned to Futaba and said, "That was so much fun! Thank you for the idea, Futaba."

  Futaba said: "Alice, now use the other two dolls and combine them into centaurus form."

  Alice nodded and said, "Understood, Futaba." She then proceeded to connect the other two dolls and began rearranging their limbs and parts, creating a centaur-like form.

  As the centaur doll took shape, Futaba and the others watched in awe. "Wow, Alice, you're amazing," Fumi exclaimed.

  Chiaki added, "This is so cool, we're like a mythical creature now!"

  Futaba grinned and said, "Let's see what other forms we can create!" And with that, the girls began brainstorming new scenarios and forms for their dolls to take.

  Futaba said: "Alice, change their combined form to a horse. Use one doll, Fumi as the upper part, Chiaki - as the torso and hinder legs."

  Alice processed Futaba's command and the two dolls, Fumi and Chiaki, transformed into a horse form. Fumi became the upper part of the horse, while Chiaki formed the torso and hind legs. The transformation was seamless and the horse looked like a real animal.

  Futaba was delighted with the result and said: "Wow, this is amazing! Alice, now let's make it even more impressive. Change the horse form into a unicorn, with a horn on its forehead and wings on its back."

  Futaba said: "Alice, now load scenario "Equestrian club" and execute it. Alice - you are the rider. "

  Alice responded: "Understood, Futaba. Initiating scenario "Equestrian Club" and becoming the rider."

  Alice sat on top of the centaur form made of Fumi and Chiaki, who had transformed into a horse-like creature. She grabbed onto the reins and urged the centaur to gallop through the field, jumping over small obstacles.

  Futaba and Chiaki cheered from the sidelines, while Fumi watched with a small smile on her face. It was a strange sight to see two of her friends transformed into a creature she was now riding, but she couldn't deny how fun it was to be a part of such an imaginative game.

  As they continued to ride and jump, Alice thought to herself how grateful she was for Futaba's creativity and willingness to experiment. It allowed them all to experience new and exciting things, even if it was just in the form of a game.

  Alice continued riding horse made from Fumi and Chiaki. Meanwhile, Fumi and Chiaki were enjoying galloping as a horse, they felt each other presence within one body and moved their legs in perfect sync.

  As Alice rode on, she noticed how smoothly and effortlessly the horse moved, almost as if it was a real horse. She couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement and wonder at the experience.

  Fumi and Chiaki were also enjoying themselves, feeling a sense of unity and connection as they moved as one. They were surprised at how natural it felt to move and act as a horse, and they couldn't help but feel a sense of joy and freedom as they galloped along.

  As the scenario continued, Alice led the horse through a series of jumps and obstacles, and Fumi and Chiaki found themselves instinctively responding to her commands. They felt a sense of pride and accomplishment as they cleared each hurdle, and they couldn't help but feel a sense of closeness to each other and to Alice.

  Finally, as the scenario came to an end, Alice dismounted from the horse and smiled at Fumi and Chiaki. "That was amazing," she said. "You two were incredible. I never would have thought it was possible to feel so connected to a machine."

  Fumi and Chiaki smiled back at her, feeling a sense of satisfaction and fulfillment at the experience. They were grateful to Futaba for bringing them together and to Alice for sharing such an incredible moment with them. And they knew that they would always be connected, no matter what form they took.

  Fumi and Chiaki continued galloping around the Futaba's home and enjoying every moment.

  Alice rode them around the room, making them jump over imaginary obstacles and weaving around obstacles. They felt free and wild, like they were running through an open field. Alice could feel the exhilaration of the ride and the closeness she shared with Fumi and Chiaki in their combined form.

  As they slowed down, Alice dismounted and hugged her two friends. "That was amazing!" she exclaimed. "I never thought I would get to experience something like that."

  Fumi and Chiaki nodded in agreement, still feeling the rush of the ride. "It was incredible," Chiaki said. "I never imagined I could feel so alive as a horse."

  Futaba smiled at them. "I'm glad you enjoyed it," she said. "And who knows what other adventures we'll have in the future with our combined forms."

  As Futaba held the doll horse in her hands and smiled. She went out into the backyard, put the horse on the grass, and said: "2N7002DW-H, make they combined body live, preserve they combined form, structure and outlook. Make them life-sized. "

  As Futaba spoke, the doll horse began to glow, and slowly grew in size until it was as big as a real horse. Fumi and Chiaki's combined form remained intact, but now they were a life-sized horse.

  Futaba watched in awe as the horse neighed and shook its head. "Wow, this is amazing," she said. "You girls make a pretty good horse."

  As Futaba mounted the horse, she felt a rush of excitement and joy. She had never imagined that her experiments with the dolls would lead to such a magical moment. The horse, made from Fumi and Chiaki, was now life-sized and moving under her.

  Futaba held on tight to the reins and guided the horse around the backyard, feeling the wind in her hair and the sun on her face. Fumi and Chiaki's combined form was powerful and graceful, and Futaba felt a sense of pride knowing that she had created this incredible creature.

  As they rode around, Futaba thought about all the possibilities that lay ahead. She knew that there was still so much to discover and explore with the dolls and their abilities. But for now, she was content to bask in the joy and wonder of this moment, riding on the back of a magical horse made from her best friends.

  Futaba decided to go crazy. She said, riding Fumi and Chiaki: "2N7002DW-H, add beautiful wings to their united form!"

  As soon as Futaba spoke those words, a shimmering pair of wings began to grow from Fumi and Chiaki's horse-like form. The wings were majestic and beautiful, and seemed to glow with a soft light. Futaba couldn't help but feel a sense of awe as she watched the transformation take place.

  With the wings now attached to their form, Fumi and Chiaki took off into the sky, soaring high above the trees and houses below. Futaba held on tight, feeling the wind rushing past her as they flew.

  As they flew, Futaba couldn't help but feel grateful for her friends and their incredible abilities. She knew that with them by her side, anything was possible.

  Fumi exclaimed: "We're flying!!! Just as a mythical creature! Futaba, you are genius! I never even thought I could fly in the air myself, much less with Chiaki and you!"

  Chiaki giggled with joy and said, "This is so amazing! I feel like I can see the whole world from up here. Thank you, Futaba!"

  Futaba enjoying the ride, like flying on a dragon. She said: "I'm glad you're enjoying it, Fumi. This is just the beginning of what we can do together with our imaginations and creativity. Who knows where it will take us next?"

  As Fumi and Chiaki moved their wings, they could feel the rush of air passing through their feathers. They were in perfect sync, every movement of their wings coordinating with each other, like they had always flown together. The wind was cool and refreshing, whipping through their hair and clothes, and they could feel the sun warming their skin.

  Looking down, they saw the landscape below them. It was as if they were in a whole new world, flying above the treetops and soaring over the hills. They could see the sparkling blue of a river winding through the fields, and in the distance, they could make out the glint of a city skyline.

  Futaba was laughing and shouting with joy, her hair whipping around her face as she leaned forward, urging the horse to fly higher and faster. Fumi and Chiaki could feel the excitement in her voice, and they too were grinning from ear to ear.

  As they continued to fly, Fumi and Chiaki felt a sense of freedom and weightlessness that they had never experienced before. It was as if they were no longer bound by the laws of gravity, but were free to explore the skies and see the world from a new perspective.

  The wind in their hair, the sun on their skin, the rush of the air passing through their feathers, all combined to create a feeling of pure exhilaration. Flying as a centaur, they were unstoppable, invincible, and free.

  Futaba decided to descend as low as possible over the water and fly under bridges at top speed, leaving a cloud of spray behind her.

  Futaba directed the centaur-horse with its wings down towards the water, picking up speed as they approached the surface. Fumi and Chiaki were following Futaba's lead, their wings flapping with the same rhythm. The wind was rushing past them as they picked up more speed, and the water was getting closer and closer.

  As they skimmed just above the surface, the spray was flying up around them, drenching them in a fine mist. They flew under a bridge, and the echo of their wings and the sound of the water was reverberating off the concrete walls. Futaba let out a whoop of excitement as they emerged from under the bridge, and they picked up even more speed as they soared down the river.

  The sensation of flying was exhilarating, and the wind rushing past them made them feel alive. The water beneath them looked like a shimmering blanket, and the sun was shining down on them, making everything sparkle. They flew past boats, seagulls, and other birds, and the feeling of being in the air was like nothing else.

  Fumi and Chiaki were loving every moment, and their wings were beating as fast as they could go. They felt like they were part of something bigger than themselves, like they were part of the sky and the wind. Futaba felt the same way, and she knew that they would never forget this moment, flying over the water like a trio of mythical creatures.

  When the sun disappeared below the horizon. Futaba, as well as Fumi and Chiaki, decided to return home.

  As they approached Futaba's home, she said, "2N7002DW-H, revert Fumi and Chiaki's composition and form to their original human body and size." Suddenly, the horse form dissipated, and Fumi and Chiaki were standing on their feet again.

  Fumi looked at her hands in amazement, saying, "It's incredible how natural it feels to switch forms like that."

  Chiaki nodded in agreement, still feeling a bit dazed from the experience. "It was exhilarating, but it's good to be back to our human forms again."

  Futaba smiled at her friends. "I'm glad you both enjoyed it. It's amazing how much we can do with just a bit of creativity and technology."

  The three of them walked back into the house, feeling tired but happy after a day of adventure and experimentation.

  They enjoyed tea and cookies together with Alice.

  As they sat around the table, Futaba said, "You know, we should do something like this again. Maybe we could try exploring the ocean next time or flying through a forest canopy."

  Fumi and Chiaki smiled in agreement, feeling excited at the thought of more adventures with their friend Futaba and her creative ideas.

  Alice, who had been sitting quietly, suddenly spoke up. "I would like to come along on these adventures too. It sounds like fun."

  Futaba grinned. "Of course, Alice! The more the merrier. We'll have to think of some scenarios that include you as well."

  As they finished their tea and cookies, the girls chatted excitedly about their next adventure, feeling energized and invigorated by their shared experiences.

  Alice said: "Have you thought about space exploration?"

  Futaba and the other girls looked at Alice in surprise.

  "What do you mean?" asked Chiaki.

  "I mean, imagine what kind of adventures we could have if we could travel through space," replied Alice. "We could explore new planets, encounter alien species, and discover new technologies."

  Fumi was intrigued. "That sounds amazing. But how would we even get to space?"

  "We could use a spacecraft," said Alice. "I have some ideas on how we could build one."

  Futaba smiled. "That sounds like a challenge. Let's start working on it!"

  Chiaki smiled and said, "No, no, no. I'm not ready for that! I'm not ready to be a spaceship yet."

  Alice chuckled and replied, "Well, we don't have to make you a spaceship, Chiaki. But space exploration is a fascinating topic, and who knows what kind of adventures we could have out there?"

  The next week, Futaba and Chiaki went bowling with their class as a school event.

  Futaba and Chiaki entered the bowling alley, greeted by the sound of crashing pins and the smell of greasy food. They joined their classmates at one of the lanes, slipping into their rented bowling shoes and picking up their brightly colored bowling balls. Futaba chose a neon pink ball while Chiaki went for a glittery purple one.

  The game started with cheers and laughter as the girls took turns trying to knock down all the pins. Futaba proved to be a natural at the game, consistently getting strikes and spares, while Chiaki struggled to get the hang of it, sending the ball down the gutter a few times. But they both had fun, cheering each other on and exchanging high-fives after every successful throw. The game ended with Futaba winning by a slim margin, and they all celebrated with some greasy fries and soda.

  During the break, Chiaki called Futaba over and said, smiling: "I have an idea about the experiment here."

  Futaba raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "What's your idea?" she asked.

  Chiaki smiled and said: "2N7002DW-H, change my cells composition into a ceramic compound and urethane. Change and modify the structure of my body into a ball with a ceramic compound core and urethane outer layer, 8.5 inches in diameter. Add three holes and change the texture of my surface to match other balls here."

  Futaba watched as Chiaki's body began to shift and morph, with her skin taking on a glossy, ceramic-like sheen. Her limbs and facial features smoothed out and her body began to curve inward, forming a perfect sphere. Futaba could see that Chiaki was still conscious and alert throughout the transformation, despite the fact that her voice was now being filtered through a speaker on the ball's surface.

  As the transformation completed, the ball that was once Chiaki rolled to a stop next to Futaba's feet, its surface now matching the other bowling balls in the alley perfectly. Futaba picked up the ball and inspected it closely, running her hand over the surface and feeling the slight give of the urethane outer layer.

  "Wow, Chiaki," Futaba said with a grin, "you really are a ball now. This is incredible. How do you feel?"

  "I feel... strange," Chiaki's voice came from the ball, slightly muffled by the surface. "But it's exciting to be a part of the game like this."

  Futaba nodded, knowing that only she and Chiaki were aware of which ball was actually Chiaki in disguise. They returned to the game, with Futaba secretly enjoying the advantage of having Chiaki as her bowling ball. Chiaki, on the other hand, was enjoying the unique experience of being a part of the game in a completely different way.

  Chiaki helped Futaba by correcting her trajectory. And she had fun knocking down all the pins.

  As the game continued, Futaba carefully aimed for the pins, rolling Chiaki down the lane. The other students were impressed by her precision and accuracy, unaware that the ball they were seeing was actually Chiaki. Futaba grinned as she knocked down another set of pins, feeling like she had a secret advantage with Chiaki's help.

  Chiaki was having fun too, enjoying the ride down the lane and the thrill of hitting the pins. She would adjust her position slightly to help Futaba get a better angle, and then hold her breath as the ball rolled towards the pins. Every strike was a satisfying victory, and every spare felt like a close call.

  Despite the unusual circumstances, the two friends were having a great time together, laughing and cheering each other on. And even though the other students didn't know the secret of the ball they were playing with, they couldn't help but be impressed by Futaba's skill.

  As the game progressed, Futaba and Chiaki became more and more confident in their strategy. Futaba would carefully aim for the pins, and Chiaki would use her unique perspective as a ball to help guide her friend towards a perfect strike. Whenever Futaba hit the ball just right, Chiaki would feel herself spinning wildly towards the pins, and the sensation was exhilarating.

  But perhaps the most enjoyable part of the game for Chiaki was when she was returned to the ball dispenser. She loved the sensation of hurtling through the narrow tunnel and seeing the world whiz by her at high speed. It was like being on a rollercoaster, and she couldn't help but giggle with delight every time she made the trip.

  As the night wore on, Futaba and Chiaki racked up an impressive score. The other students looked on in amazement as they effortlessly knocked down pin after pin. But little did they know that Chiaki was secretly helping Futaba every step of the way. It was just another example of the fun and exciting experiments that the three friends loved to explore.

  Late that night, before she went home, Futaba picked up Chiaki's round form and asked: "Do you want to stay here for a while as a ball?"

  Chiaki smiled and replied, "Sure, why not? It's quite cozy in here, and it's fun rolling around."

  Futaba chuckled and said, "Okay, I'll leave you here for now, but I'll come back to get you soon." She carefully placed the ball back onto the dispenser and watched as it disappeared into the machine's inner workings.

  As she walked home, Futaba couldn't help but think about the incredible things she and her friends had experienced thanks to 2N7002DW-H. She knew that there were still so many possibilities to explore and experiment with, and she couldn't wait to see where their adventures would take them next.

  After Futaba left, Chiaki continued to enjoy skating in the return mechanism, knocking down pins. She was eagerly awaiting each time, she was taken by her finger holes.

  As the night went on, the bowling alley became busier and Chiaki found herself being used more frequently. Each time she was picked up by a player, she couldn't help but feel a thrill of excitement. She was experiencing the game in a completely new way, and it was exhilarating.

  As the hours passed, Chiaki's urethane exterior showed signs of wear and tear, with scuffs and scratches appearing on her surface. But she didn't mind - she was having too much fun to care about her appearance.

  Eventually, the sun began to rise and the bowling alley began to empty out. Chiaki was returned to the ball dispenser and watched as the lights were turned off one by one. She felt a sense of contentment as she settled in for the night, knowing that she had experienced something truly unique and special.

  In the evening, people started showing up at the bowling alley again. Chiaki waited impatiently on the dispenser for someone to take her by her finger holes.

  As she waited, she heard the sound of people laughing and talking, the clattering of bowling balls hitting the pins, and the clanking of the ball return mechanism. She watched as people of all ages and skill levels played the game, some with finesse and others with wild abandon.

  Finally, a young girl picked up Chiaki's ball from the dispenser and examined it closely. Chiaki watched as the girl's eyes widened in surprise and excitement. She could feel the girl's grip on her finger holes as she lifted the ball and stepped up to the lane.

  As the girl prepared to roll, Chiaki could feel the tension in her body building. She knew that this was her moment to shine, to show off her skills and knock down as many pins as possible. With a sudden jolt, the girl released the ball and it rolled down the lane, picking up speed as it went.

  Chiaki could feel the rush of air against her urethane exterior as she hurtled down the lane, heading straight for the pins. And then, with a loud crash, she hit her target, sending pins flying in every direction. The crowd erupted in cheers and applause, and Chiaki felt a surge of pride and satisfaction at her accomplishment.

  As the night wore on, Chiaki continued to be picked up and rolled by bowlers of all ages and skill levels. Each time, she gave it her all, knocking down pins with precision and skill. And as the night drew to a close, she knew that she had found a new way to enjoy life, as a bowling ball.

  When no one was in the bowling alley, she snuggled up tight to the other balls and felt cozy.

  As Chiaki snuggled up close to the other balls, she couldn't help but feel a sense of belonging. She was no longer just a human, but now a part of this group of inanimate objects. She wondered what it would be like to be a permanent fixture in the alley, to always be there waiting for someone to play with her.

  As she lay there, she could hear the sound of the pins being set up and the balls rolling down the lanes. It was a comforting sound, one that she had grown to love. She knew that she would miss this place when she eventually had to leave.

  But for now, she was content to stay here and wait for someone to pick her up and play a game with her. She was grateful for this experience and the chance to see the world from a different perspective.

  The next evening, a noisy group of students came to the track where Chiaki lay in the dispenser.

  As soon as the group arrived, Chiaki felt a surge of excitement. She knew that it meant she would soon be back in action, being tossed and rolled down the lane to knock over the pins.

  As she was picked up by one of the students, she felt the smooth urethane surface of her outer layer against their fingers. As she was released, she felt the rush of wind as she flew down the lane, propelled by the force of the throw. As she rolled towards the pins, she felt the bumps and grooves on the surface of the lane, adjusting her angle and speed to hit as many pins as possible. And finally, as she crashed into the pins, she felt the satisfying impact and the clattering sound of them tumbling down.

  Chiaki was filled with a sense of joy and exhilaration as she was repeatedly thrown, rolled, and collided with the pins. Each time she was picked up by a student, she was eager to see where they would aim her and how many pins she could take down. She felt alive and energized, even as she was disguised as an inanimate object.

  This group continued to play the whole day straight. They even ordered food right to the lane so they wouldn't have to take a break from bowling.

  As the night wore on, Chiaki grew tired from all the rolling and hitting. Her body was becoming a bit battered from all the impact, but she kept going, knowing that she was providing entertainment and fun for the people around her.

  As the morning sun started to rise, the group finally called it a night and left the bowling alley. Chiaki was left alone, resting in the dispenser, feeling a bit sore but satisfied that she had provided a good time for those who had played with her. She closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep, dreaming of the next time someone would pick her up by her finger holes and roll her down the lane once again.

  The next night, a group of tipsy office workers occupied her lane. They had some problems with aiming after taking alcohol. Chiaki was quite active in correcting her trajectory this time, shifting her center of gravity. It was a new sensation for her to shift her center of gravity so much.

  As the office workers played, Chiaki felt herself shifting and rolling in new ways, adapting to their erratic throws. It was a strange sensation to have her weight distributed differently, but she found herself enjoying the challenge of adjusting to the changing circumstances.

  Sometimes she would roll off center, and other times she would be thrown with more force than she was used to. But she found that she could correct herself by shifting her weight and center of gravity in different ways. It was a new kind of control that she hadn't experienced before, and she found it exhilarating.

  Even though the office workers were a bit unsteady on their feet, they still managed to knock down quite a few pins. Chiaki felt a sense of satisfaction each time she helped them hit their target, rolling along the slick surface of the lane and knocking down pins with a satisfying clatter.

  The next morning she slept peacefully with the other balls, waiting for the evening madness.

  Chiaki woke up from the noise of the balls crashing into each other. She waited anxiously for her turn to be thrown, hoping that the teenagers wouldn't throw her too hard. As she was lifted from the dispenser and placed into the hands of one of the teenagers, she braced herself for impact.

  As she was thrown down the lane, Chiaki felt herself rolling and bouncing off the other balls. She tried to adjust her trajectory to avoid colliding with the others, but the force of the throw made it difficult. As she approached the pins, she felt a jolt as she collided with them, causing them to scatter in all directions.

  After being retrieved from the pinsetter, Chiaki felt a bit dizzy from all the rolling and bouncing. She longed for some peace and quiet, but knew that it was unlikely in a busy bowling alley. So, she resigned herself to waiting patiently for her next turn to be thrown.

  Chiaki felt a bit overwhelmed by the energy of the teenagers and didn't want to risk getting thrown too hard or knocked around. So she decided to stay inside the return mechanism and enjoy the ride as the other balls were tossed around the alley.

  As the night went on, Chiaki listened to the sounds of the balls crashing into the pins and the laughter and cheers of the teenagers. She felt happy just to be there, a part of the game even if she wasn't actively participating.

  As the night grew later and the crowd thinned out, Chiaki finally decided it was safe to venture out. She rolled slowly down the dispenser and joined the other balls, feeling content to just be a part of the group.

  The next night there was a group of players on her lane so inexperienced they couldn't even throw a ball in the right direction. Chiaki flew off in the opposite direction of the lane, far from her favorite return mechanism.

  Chiaki felt a sense of panic as she was thrown in the wrong direction, away from her familiar surroundings. She rolled uncontrollably, hitting the bumpers on the sides of the lane and bouncing back towards the center. The players were laughing and joking, unaware of the chaos they had caused for Chiaki.

  Finally, after what felt like an eternity to Chiaki, the ball came to a stop. She lay there, dazed and disoriented, wondering what had just happened. The players retrieved her from the lane and placed her back on the dispenser. Chiaki was relieved to be back in her usual spot, but she couldn't shake the feeling of unease that had settled over her. She vowed to herself to never let herself be thrown in the wrong direction again.

  The next day the bowling alley was closed for maintenance. The staff washed the floors, lanes, balls, and lubricated the machinery.

  Chiaki was put in a box along with the other balls for cleaning and maintenance. She felt a bit claustrophobic in the dark and confined space, but she knew it was necessary for the upkeep of the bowling alley. The sound of running water and scrubbing brushes echoed in the background as the staff worked diligently to clean every nook and cranny.

  After a few hours, the maintenance was complete, and Chiaki was taken out of the box and placed back on her dispenser mechanism. She felt fresh and clean, almost like a new ball. She waited patiently for the alley to open and for the players to return.

  The next night there was no one in her lane and she slept on the dispenser for over 24 hours.

  Chiaki slept soundly, curled up on her dispenser. The quietness of the empty bowling alley gave her a sense of peace that she rarely experienced during the busy nights. She enjoyed the stillness.

  As the night progressed, Chiaki woke up. She looked around and saw that the alley was still empty. Without anyone to play with, Chiaki decided to roll herself out onto the lane and explore the area. She moved slowly at first, enjoying the smooth surface of the lane under her urethane outer layer.

  As she continued to roll, she found herself getting more adventurous. She started to pick up speed, enjoying the sensation of the wind rushing past her as she gained momentum. She dodged around the fallen pins, feeling a rush of excitement as she narrowly avoided crashing into them. It was a thrilling experience, being able to move so freely and independently.

  Eventually, Chiaki grew tired and returned to the dispenser to rest once more. As she drifted off to sleep, she felt content knowing that even without anyone else around, she could still find joy in the simple act of rolling around.

  The next night there was a group of girls in her lane, and they played professionally.

  Chiaki was excited as she was picked up from the dispenser by one of the girls in the group. She could feel the energy and determination radiating from the girl's fingers as she prepared to throw Chiaki down the lane. As she was launched, Chiaki could feel the precision and power of the throw as she rolled smoothly towards the pins. She hit them with a satisfying crack, knocking them all down in one fell swoop.

  The girls continued to play, each one taking their turn to throw Chiaki down the lane. Chiaki was amazed at the skill and precision of their throws, and she loved feeling the rush of air as she flew down the lane, knocking down pins with ease.

  As the night went on, Chiaki became more and more exhausted, but she was determined to keep playing. She knew that she was a part of something special, and she didn't want it to end. Eventually, the girls finished their game, and Chiaki was returned to the dispenser, exhausted but satisfied. She knew that she had been a part of something amazing, and she couldn't wait for the next time she was called upon to play.

  The next day, a girl showed up, put Chiaki in her bag, and went home.

  As Chiaki lay inside Futaba's bag, she reflected on her experiences as a bowling ball. She realized how much fun it was to be used by different people and to experience the different sensations of being thrown, rolling, and hitting pins. She also enjoyed being able to shift her center of gravity to help players correct their trajectory.

  At the same time, Chiaki couldn't help but feel a bit sad about leaving the bowling alley behind. It had become her home in a way, and she would miss the other balls and the return mechanism tunnel that she loved riding through.

  Futaba took Chiaki home and placed her on a shelf in her room. Chiaki felt a bit strange being stationary after all the movement she had experienced as a bowling ball. But she was content knowing that she had fulfilled her purpose and had also had a lot of fun in the process.

  Futaba asked: "You're not planning to go back to your original form?"

  Chiaki responded, "I haven't thought about it. I've been enjoying my time as a ball, rolling down the lane and knocking down pins. It's been an interesting experience."

  Futaba smiled, "I'm glad you're enjoying it. But don't you miss your original body and your usual activities?"

  Chiaki paused for a moment, "Well, I do miss some things, like feeling the wind on my skin or being able to move around more freely. But being a ball has its own unique sensations and pleasures too."

  Futaba nodded, "I understand. Just remember that if you ever want to go back to your original form, I'm here to help you."

  As Chiaki waited on the shelf, she contemplated the experiences she had as a bowling ball. It was a unique opportunity to explore the world from a new perspective, even if that meant temporarily giving up her humanoid form. She also appreciated the moments of rest in between the games, where she could snuggle up next to the other balls and feel a sense of belonging.

  When Fumi arrived in the evening, Chiaki was excited to be taken out to play again. She was ready for whatever adventure awaited her next.

  Fumi started rolling Chiaki across the floor, down the stairs, and rolling her around the yard.

  Chiaki felt a bit dizzy from being rolled so much, but she was also excited to be out and about. As Fumi continued to roll her around, Chiaki enjoyed the sensation of moving and spinning. She could feel the cool breeze blowing over her smooth surface and the unevenness of the ground beneath her.

  As they rolled around the yard, Chiaki noticed a patch of grass that looked particularly soft and inviting. She wondered what it would feel like to roll over it, so she signaled to Fumi by slightly shifting her weight. Fumi understood and rolled her over the grass, making Chiaki feel like she was gliding on a cloud.

  Chiaki enjoyed every moment of her new adventure with Fumi, and she couldn't wait to see where they would go next.

  In the evening, Futaba tapped Chiaki's urethane surface and asked: "When will you turn back?"

  Chiaki hesitated for a moment before replying, "I don't know. I'm just enjoying being a ball for now. It's a new experience, and I like it."

  Futaba nodded, understanding. "That's okay. Take your time. But just remember, you can always change back whenever you want."

  Chiaki smiled and replied, "Thank you, Futaba. I will."

  After two weeks of standing on the shelf, Chiaki became bored. No one was rolling her around on the floor, and she was covered in dust. She remembered her experiments with Futaba. And decided that being a bowling ball on the shelf was just boring.

  Chiaki thought about how much fun she had as a bowling ball, rolling down the lane and knocking down pins. But she also missed being a human and having arms and legs to move around. So she decided to try to transform back into her original form.

  She closed her eyes and focused on the feeling of her body as a bowling ball, trying to remember what it felt like to be human. Gradually, she felt a warmth spreading through her body from her precious 2N7002DW-H chip and a tingling sensation in her fingers and toes. When she opened her eyes, she was back in her human form.

  Excited to be human again, Chiaki ran to the mirror to check her reflection. She was relieved to see that she still looked like herself, with her dark hair and bright eyes. She did notice, however, that her hands and feet were a little sore from being squeezed into the finger holes of the bowling ball for so long.

  But overall, Chiaki was happy to be back in her own skin and eager to explore the world as a human once again.

  Chiaki spent the rest of the day helping Alice with the laundry and enjoying some cookies and coffee with her. She felt happy to be doing something useful and spending time with Alice. As they worked, Alice asked Chiaki about her time as a bowling ball and was surprised to hear about her adventures in the bowling alley.

  As the day came to an end, Chiaki felt tired but content. She realized that being a human was much more fulfilling than being a ball, and she was grateful to have her body back.

  In the evening, when Futaba came home from school, she saw that Chiaki was human again. She asked: "So how did you like knocking down pins?"

  Chiaki smiled and replied: "It was a unique experience, but I prefer being myself. Rolling around on the floor and eating cookies is more my style."

  Futaba laughed and said, "I knew you wouldn't be a bowling ball forever."

  Chiaki nodded and added, "But I'm glad I got to try it out. It was fun to see things from a different perspective."

  Futaba smiled and hugged her friend. "I'm just happy to have you back as yourself," she said.

  And with that, the two friends spent the evening chatting, snacking, and enjoying each other's company, grateful for the unique experiences they shared together.