Dreamer Dolls Novels & Stories

She returned with a variety of toys including a vibrator as a present, a wall suction cup dildo, which she thought was cool, a double ended dildo for the two of them one day, a new strap-on that vibrated to add to her growing collection of them, some anal lube for the inevitable end goal of her husband and a magic wand, which the sales lady said was her new best friend. She also bought a dozen pairs of thigh highs, some thongs, a garter-belt and stockings and lace bras to make her daughter the woman she was now going to be. ..... By the time the bell rang to end school for the day, Eve was again a lustful mess. She texted Beth, after waiting for her for a few minutes at their lockers, "WHERE

* Jane Dankworth * I did not notice the exact time I fell asleep, until the memories of what happened came to haunt me in dreams. A scream, coming from me escaped my throat, though in the dream, I couldn't tell it was me until the echo broke through the dark. I was again back in that office, the shadows bending like hands reaching for me. There was a smear of blood on the glass, my heels slipping against the floor, and someone was shouting my name but I couldn't find the door.

She still saw her dog, still talked to it whenever she followed her dad to the ranch but she wasn't allowed to touch it. Her parents bought her teddy bears to replace him. Usually she would talk to her dog throughout the night and rub its fur while he slept so that she would not have to sleep but now that he was no longer with her, she had to let sleep overwhelm her every night even though she was scared of what she would see that night. Juana rarely wrote down what she dreamt, she just remembered them offhand. Besides, she dreaded writing them because it made her mind sick. Her granny called her almost everyday just to know what she saw the previous night and Juana would tell her everything

So much more important than thread and stuffing and glass eyes, wrapped in a half-torn dress. I still feel bad about that doll. The one I saved from a hooker name. A doll I carried around with me for years, and now remember only in flashes. Bare, bright impressions, like seeing something through burned retinas. Seared over everything in a glowing silhouette. The same as Loki. I barely met Loki, but when I remember him it’s with a sick stirring so deep and violent it’s like there’s a clawed hand rammed down my throat. Churning my guts around. Turning my insides into so much fine flesh confetti.

Ravi was the first one to hold them in his arms with tears of joy in his eyes. He looked at Anamika, who was under medication and was sleeping. He kissed her once he gave his dolls to the nurse. But wait, the doctor said, " there's a miracle, one more baby in line, nurse wake her up and make her push or else we have to operate. Ravi hold her hand." Ravi was shocked and didn't know what to do , he did as told and then Anamika awoke and was made to push and within minutes another baby came, a tiny baby boy. Ravi was like, oh God you gave us more than what we deserve. He held his rabbit and kissed his forehead.

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.”

I was useless to them without something to offer. I was just a Doll. A fake fiancée with a fake name and a fake pregnancy. I looked out the window and didn't say anything else. I felt like I was drowning in secrets and I didn't know which way was up.

I’ve been an idiot lately. Resolving to end his streak of idiocy, Jester closed his eyes and called for an old friend he hadn’t summoned in a while. Holly, Jester thought coaxingly. I need your help. He felt the air stir beside him. He opened his eyes and his gaze fell on a creature stretching itself out on the carpet by his feet. It was roughly as big as his head, and had the appearance of a baby elephant—if baby elephants had lilac fur like cotton candy and padded paws that hid three-inch claws sharp enough to cut wood. Holly was a dream-fly that Jester had unwittingly picked up before his home world was destroyed. They were pretty common pets back there, and Jester personally found dream-

its just a dream" Lily also said that but why didn't it feel so. I have had tons of dreams before but this one just seemed too off, too scary, too real. I am really over thinking this, maybe I should just stop worrying so much. Its just a dream. "Where did you get that" she yelled out of nowhere making me flinch a little. "Get what?" I asked "That" she pointed to my wrist where my silver bracelet sat. "Oh, it was a birthday gift" "Its beautiful" she held my arm, staring awestruck at the thing.