Dolls Kill Blouse Novels & Stories

Chapter 77 – Lance “Your dolls are so pretty.” I voiced out as I sat right in front of Marjorie. She has this small table appropriate for her height and it was displayed with lots of toys. “Who’s the prettiest?” I asked wanting to start a casual conversation with her. “They’re all pretty just like me.” She replied as she handed me this one doll wearing a blue and red gown with glitters on it. “Sure, they’re all pretty. Does your dolls have names?”

"What's wrong dear? Why are you crying?" Asked Aerial worried coming to her. Loathefiya was looking at the pretty doll on her hands. It had golden hairs shining with the room's light along white silky threads. Wearing a dark blue dress with black crystal buttons, Red ribbon around her belt and pink bows all over her dress. A sky blue shoes with blue clips on it. Chubby pink cheeks with rosy lips, smile wide in the shop, this doll stares at all, inviting the kids to play with all.

said Celea after watching herself in the mirror her black long hair was let open it fell down the waves made it look like a waterfall she had simple makeup wich consists of a small, thin eyeliner wing, mascara some silvery glitter eye shadow, blush and rosy lip gloss she had a soft light gray dress the color of her eyes, the dress had very long sleeves, the dress was tight at the top and loose at the bottom it was a soft look and it made her look like a fairy " of course you do, you are my dauther after all" said Bella proudly " indeed I am" " Now it's my turn to play dolls, sit down and I will prepare the both of you for the ball" Celea said looking at Bella and Kaya to wich they started gi

She scratched her brow and cleared her throat saying, "Why are you following me?" "Because I want to know what are you here for?" Blair replied when after a pause she added, "Maybe you are here to steal the ammo." "Really? In a party dress?" Blaze scoffed when Blair replied, "Of course, why not?" "Doll, if I ever want to steal the shipment I will do it right in front of you. Cause' I'm not afraid of anything," There was something about this Blaze girl. She was looking directly in Blair's eyes and she did not saw any fear in her beautiful hazel eyes.

Among the broken pieces and toppled figurines, two dolls stood upright, untouched, staring at me with their glassy, painted eyes. My breath hitched as I took a step closer, unable to tear my gaze away. It felt like my lungs had seized up, the room suddenly too small, too suffocating. I recognized them instantly. The first doll wore a bright red jacket, a tiny top hat perched at a jaunty angle on its head. In its small porcelain hand, it held a miniature whip—clearly a lion tamer. The second doll was equally striking, dressed in a striped leotard with exaggerated muscles stitched into its arms, like a cartoonish depiction of a circus strongwoman.

' 'When I count to three, you will be wholly under my control'. I counted slowly: one, two, three. Her head drooped down forwards, her body went limp. 'Good girl,' I said. 'Now, stand up and remove your clothes. 'Begin with your blouse.' She didn’t argue her fingers faltered over the buttons. She undid the buttons, one after another, until the blouse gently slid off her shoulders. Her bra was made from white lace. cupping her medium-sized tits. She reached back and unhooked it,

"I can smell it—there’s a cologne scent on you that definitely isn’t yours. A men’s fragrance. Hehehe..." Embarrassed beyond words, I quickly ducked into my walk-in closet, pretending to focus on picking out a dress. Rows of dresses lined the rack, all in similar styles, but my mind was too flustered to concentrate. Seeing my distracted state, Dolly casually grabbed a neon pink dress and tossed it at me. "Here, little beauty, wear this one." I took one glance at it, then immediately threw it back. "No way. That’s Barbie pink! Absolutely not."

Stained with blood and dirt? I dropped to my knees as I stare in horror. I can see the reflection of the sun in the gem. I can see a picture moving. A girl was playing in the woods with a doll in her hand. They wore the same dress but this one is clean. The girl was happy and enjoying the day. There was a shadow walking towards her, carrying a big rock. The girl sat down in the leaves and without her realizing it, a guy dressed as a senior hit the rock on her head, and she dropped her head in the leaves. The senior ran away from the dead girl. A gem was left on the forehead of the doll. The girl's body is lifeless. The gem shone bright, the doll blinks its button eyes and stands up. It tur

The bag of clothes he’d gotten for me was still carefully sitting on the vanity. I walked over to it and took out the clothes to choose which of them would be the best to murder someone in. One of the black dresses caught my eye. I held it up to get a full view of it. One look and I decided it was the perfect dress for the night, a slit dress with an exposed back. The bodice was nothing but gold chains and I was sure it wouldn’t do a good enough job of covering my 40D cup breasts. I guess it wasn’t a bad idea for a man to die with his eyes firmly on my nipples.

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