Baby Doll Novels & Stories

I would rather be doing it with him than a stranger. I strip out of my clothes and slip into the leather Babydoll that he carefully picked out. It wouldn’t have been my first choice, but it is sexy. It has things drips, a low dip at my breasts and cut-outs at each side, showing off the curves of my hips. It is short, covering down below and no more. Standing in front of the mirror, I fluff my hair up and apply my favourite dark pink lipstick, smacking my lips together. Giving myself the once over, I nod, happy with how I look. I smirk, feeling confident and sexy, exiting the bathroom to join him in my bedroom.

She stares wide-eyed at the Queen who just emerged from the inner chamber. Yuelan’s notes the guilty look on her servant’s face and decides to mess with her. She heard what the servant said about the doll. Not necessarily true. The doll is just someone she is using to distract herself from her horrid marriage, but she can’t have her personal servant spewing nonsenses. The girl needs to learn to keep her mouth shut. “Who am I obsessed with?” She questions in a calm tone like she is having a conversation about the weather with servant. While she waits for the servant to answer her question, she strides to set table and takes a sit. Suddenly she feels very farmish.

She quickly started gathering her dolls. “No,” Araceli said softly. “Don’t pack them up.” Gianna paused and looked confused. Araceli smiled and lowered herself to the floor beside her, picking up one of the dolls with a soft gasp. “This one’s so pretty. She’s got beautiful long blonde hair, a tiara, and a fancy ball gown… is she a clown?” Gianna blinked, then giggled soft and short. “No. She’s not.” Araceli raised an eyebrow. “Are you sure?”

A small girl not older than five years sat on the sofa, her legs dangling beneath. She held a barbie doll with one arm and munching on a biscuit with the other while the television played spongebob cartoon in front of her. Laughter bubbled from her lips as her tiny fingers twirled the doll’s tangled yarn hair. At the door, her nanny stood still, her eyes fixed on her watching the child like she was memorizing every detail of her face. “It’s bedtime now missy,” the nanny said, her voice calm but a little distant.

"Don't you remember all the names of your dolls?" "I don't have dolls," Aiden said and laughed. We both joined Addison on her side of the room and listened as she introduced us to Zitty, Kitty, Ditty, and many others of similar names. I tuned out from what she was saying and instead just focused on her voice. Aiden leaned into me as he examined each of the dolls, smiling incredulously as his sister taught him the intricate details of doll-playing. I have a feeling my Aiden would be part of the 'girls' tonight. "Mom," Addison's voice drew me out of the trance. "Don't you think Lina is pretty?" She thrust a doll that looked like a horse and giraffe into my arms. "She's a doctor. Just like you.

The doll rolled out and stopped with its big blue eyes staring directly at Raina. “Is an Annabelle doll.” The crowd erupted into gaps and stifled shouts. Looking at the creepy-looking doll on the ground, Areiza could not help smiling border and border. “What’s the matter, Raina? Don’t you like my gift?” What a pity. I choose her specially for you!” Areiza said, pretending to be sad.

Well I'm trying to buy a baby doll for my sister, and my plan is to give her the baby doll on her birthday. Angela loves baby dolls a lot, but since my mom couldn't provide her one, she always goes to Karen's house to play with her baby dolls. So I'm planning to surprise her with a baby doll. Her birthday is months away from now, and I am grateful about that, because I'll be able to pay for the baby doll completely, before her birthday knocks on the door. "Here you go ma'am" I said to the lady, giving h

“Hm.” Little Rosie held the doll in her arms and cradled it. She touched its soft blonde hair which was almost the same color as hers and she giggled when the Barbie doll started singing softly. Surely, her favorite toys in the world were Barbie dolls. She would do anything to get one. “Mommy?” she called. “Do Barbie dolls have fathers? I'm sure they do. We've been buying a lot of them and bringing them home, won't their daddy feel sad? Or are they like Rosie who can't see their daddy?”

I was so happy that I could hardly contain it, and I almost wanted to buy every item from the store for my daughter. “Here’s the stuffed animal aisle. Look at this unicorn! It’s so fluffy and magical.” Alana said with a wide smile. “Maddie would definitely love that. Let’s get it for her. And what about a doll? Do you think she would like a Barbie or a baby doll?” I asked her. “Hmm, it depends on her preferences. But I think this baby doll is really cute. It comes with a little bottle and blanket.” She noticed. “Yes, that’s perfect. Maddie will have so much fun taking care of her new baby doll.”

He nods toward the bed, “I brought you something to wear.” My heart skips a beat as I rush over to the bed. There is a super short baby doll dress laying on top of the covers. It looks as though it won’t even cover my butt cheeks, but I can’t complain at this point. Picking it up, it’s a soft white material with little white flowers embroidered throughout the dress. Holding it up to my chest, I turn toward Jory, who startles me once again as he is standing right beside me. “How do you get around so quietly?” I question.