Doll Novels & Stories

Our dominant race prefers tangible objects that are comfortable to touch rather than faces. So, women are beautiful. Ah, there's no difference. Like a woman who just came out. To me, she's beautiful. Probably the same age as my eldest brother who is now lying in the hospital. In a coma. "Hello!" I prefer to greet this woman with a full smile. A smile that was friendlier than the habitual corporate slaves in front of me when I had to work. "Who, Bas?" asked the woman who turned out to be shorter than Aryo, wearing new home-made overalls, as evidenced by the price tag that had not been removed.

I scrolled faster, eyes widening and gasps growing on every result. The funny-shaped burgundy couch was a Love couch designed for… positions, multiple angles and support for bodies in ways normal furniture never allowed. I clicked one link, images of couples using it. The curves suddenly made perfect, mortifying sense. Molly was a playroom. I kept scrolling, reading descriptions and looking at diagrams until my eyes grew heavy. Sleep pulled me under on the couch, phone still glowing in my hand. The last thing I saw before my lids closed was an image of a collar exactly like the one in the cabinet.

🦪 DORA 🦪 I snap my eyes open, gawking at Vengeance, who is now covered in the pool of her own blood. “No, no, no, no,” I yell, facing the LED screen. “This is not right! Something is not right, I swear!”

He gripped my hips and slammed into me again and again, the sound of skin against skin resounding through the room. “That’s it,” he growled. “Take it. Take your Daddy’s cock like the good little caretaker you are.” I moaned shamelessly. The stethoscope bounced between my tits. He reached around and tugged it, choking me lightly with it as he pounded harder. “Do you like being my toy?” he hissed. “Yes, Daddy!” “Say it.” “I’m your toy! Your nurse! Your fuckdoll! Just don’t stop!” He pulled out.

Shemika “Next, orgasm control!” Dom muttered as he went for the sex tools on the ground and began to fumble for only God knows what. He grabbed a vibrator and stepped closer to me on the bed. I took a deep breath as I smiled at the vibrator while being brought closer to me. He squatted down just next to me on the bed, “You can say Red if you want me to stop, and…” Dom wasn't done talking when I cut him off mid-sentence.

Enjoy

she said, and walked off. I stood there staring at the shelf. A voice behind me said, “Can I help you, miss?” I turned. Tall. Broad shoulders. Night manager badge. He smiled like he was already tired. “The olives are expired,” I said. “All of them.” He nodded. “Let me check the back.” He was gone long enough that I checked my watch twice. When he came back his hands were empty. “We’re out,” he said. “I can give you a discount on the rest.”

Molly shoved her hand in her mouth to muffle the gasp. "Hey, babe. I'm coming home tomorrow, but I wanted to sex you once more." He said. Jim's six one or so about 180. He goes to the gym, and it shows but he's not cut up big time. He's got a nice cut cock, not stupid huge, more than enough to keep this little blonde girl happy.

Dean responded with a voice laced with lack of interest. Shifting away from him, she rolled her eyes as if to say *your loss then* before walking away to her next prey I guess. "That was mean". I snickered. "Even if I was straight, she wouldn't be my type. She looks like a Barbie live doll". He made a gagging face, making me laugh hard while clutching my stomach. "Let's go dance". Violet grabbed my arm pulling me to the dance floor just as I'd recovered from my laughing fit.

“No, Connie and Hannah are team one. You are team two.” “Right,” she said. “I forgot.” “Forgot or weren’t listening,” he muttered aloud. Usually, he found her forgetfulness cute, but tonight he found it annoying and distracting. “Here he comes,” Elliott warned them. Through Elliott’s IAC, Aaron could see the dark figure of an older man, hunched over, with crazy black hair, slithering towards the chimpanzee cage. He weaved in and out of the shadows and seemed to do a dance step now and again.