Dolls Stories Novels & Stories

“It’s funny, all of my dollies had their heads shaved and wore overalls I had my mom make on her sewing machine for me.” “I’m not surprised. I bet Sienna’s dolls went to a makeshift library.” “That had a stripper pole,” Dimi giggled. “She does love to dance.” “What are we talking about,” Darya sauntered in and fell onto the bed. “How bad was the call?” “Mom reminded me about how as a child I wanted a bunch of kids and so Dimi and I were talking about how we lived vicariously through our dolls as little girls.”

she invited, pulling on my hand for me to follow her. Before I could react, she grabbed my hand and dragged me toward her bedroom. I barely had time to take in the surroundings before I was introduced—one by one—to what had to be an army of dolls. Each had a name, a backstory, and a personality. I faked enthusiasm, nodding and making the appropriate "oohs" and "ahhs" as she went through each one like an auctioneer. "Do you like them?" she asked, her big eyes watching me expectantly.

“Now what are we to do with her?” “Anything, my dear Clara.” replied Narissa. “Anything at all. We can bring different men to fuck her everyday until her pussy shies away from cocks.” “Good idea.” “I know, right, Loretta?” “Or we could turn your into our very own Onlyfans star. Make money from videos and pictures we sell of you.” “N-no, please.” “What do you say, Renee?” Narissa asked the woman who had been sitting on the bed the whole while. “What makes her so special that our husbands want to die because of her?”

“Aceli wants one. Where’s Aceli’s, Daddy?” “Those dolls are yours, little fairy.” Pandora struggled to find a way to figure out what belonged to Aceli. The opportunity left her staring blankly at three or four dolls of roughly the same size arranged on a chair. Oh no. Hadn’t Kingston caused the shop owner a huge loss?

They were very good friends, even though they rarely visited each other in recent years. Brielle was extremely depressed when she thought of the failed interview. Seeing there were claw machines nearby, she bought some coins and wanted to relieve the pressure by playing. Surprisingly, she was lucky now. She got more than ten dolls. Seeing that the two little girls beside her were unable to catch one, she gave a few to them. Brielle picked her favorite doll and held it in her hand. She looked at the time and found that it was four o'clock in the afternoon.

Some stories started with hate. This one ended with everything.

This sweet little puppy, this perfect doll, made some switch flip in my mind because now all I could almost see myself doing was fucking her, playing with her until I finally get to take her life away. Maybe it was the way she begged or the way the words slipped from her mouth so fast she couldn’t censor herself. Or maybe it was the quiet sobs and the big tears that were rocking her body. Or it was the fact that she was lying in front of me, restrained and naked, and her body was trembling as it waited for my touch.

Madam Zuna pleaded "Please don't tell him about it, I haven't made up my mind to do so yet" Valerie said "I understand, I can't tell you what to do, but I hope you listen to me" Madam Zuna said Valerie released a gasp

Aria studied Landon's face. "Explain," she said simply. Landon’s voice was smooth as he wove the tale effortlessly, "Our tradition of crafting dolls reached Krowo ages ago. These dolls held special significance for a time, especially among Krowonian soldiers' families and royalty. "They believed that the dolls had souls, and they could ward off misfortune and boost morale." Though Landon spoke casually, Aria picked up on the critical details. "Why did they come to believe the dolls had souls?"

I tried to console him, “Hey, hey. Calm down, okay? It’s alright. We can always go back to the temple and get you another one.” “No! The doll and I are connected! I can feel what happens to it!” “Connected?” I cleared my throat, “Just because you’re handsome doesn’t mean I’ll believe everything that comes out of your mouth, dude.” “No! You don’t get it! I can actually feel everything that’s done to the doll!” I smiled and calmed myself before replying, “I told you the doll was weird, didn’t I? So, what happened to it?” “I gave it away. I gave it to one of the more handsome ones when we were at the park yesterday.”