My Life As Doll Furniture Novels & Stories

The saleswoman writes down 500 rubber ducks with the dead-eyed professionalism of a woman who has worked retail long enough to have stopped asking questions. There’s a six-foot inflatable flamingo. There’s a chandelier made entirely of antlers that Queenie describes as “very him, very alpha, he’ll think it’s a compliment.” There’s a life-sized oil painting of a stranger’s stern Victorian grandfather that she has shipped to hang in his study, “so he has someone to talk to.” There’s a singing fish mounted on a plaque. There’s a beanbag chair shaped like a slice of pizza. There’s an entire set of garden gnomes, twelve of them, which she instructs to be arranged in the formal dining room “having

He nodded and answered, “Alright.” He went to the bedroom to pick up something that he had left behind. It was a small porcelain doll placed on the bedside. It was about the size of a palm and was part of a couple. They had bought it from a flea market when they just became committed to a monogamous relationship. She had the male doll while he kept the female doll when they had dated, and the dolls were placed together when they moved in together later on. Liam took the female doll and was about to leave. He stopped when he reached the door and turned around to look at Vivian before he said in a hoarse voice after a long while, “Take care of yourself.”

And when she saw the doll lying inside, she could not help but be stunned. Most of the doll’s body was made of ceramics, which looked beautiful, and it was also a fully automatic doll. When moving, it would grab a flute in one hand and whistle, while the other hand would hold a chirping bird. She was surprised because this doll was a unique creation, and the person who had designed and created it named it the “Bird Tamer”. It was priced at 6.25 million, and it was the only one in the world. Daisie glanced at him. “Colton, are you spending Dad’s money again?”

It sort of made sense now how her fiancé could have hidden his true sexual orientation from her for as long as he had – I could imagine that it is rather easy to hide behind the fancy dress tea parties and floral print. “What do you do for a living?” I asked her, giving in to my curiosity. She smiled and set down her teacup daintily before she went to a cupboard and pulled out a doll – one that looked almost identical to me. “I make dolls, porcelain dolls of course.” she beamed as she handed me the doll. “I sell them to collectors or to people who want to have a physical representation of their darling children to remember them by as they grow up.”

Daniel's boss, George Harrison, lived in a huge mansion. Daniel gently knocked on the door. "Mr. Harrison, I brought you a toy." George opened the door and warmly invited Daniel inside. Daniel placed the box in the middle of the living area and opened it. There I was, lying in a thin nurse outfit. The soft fabric hinted at my figure, and flowers were arranged around me, making the whole scene look strangely beautiful. "This is the newest technology from Jippongo. You've got to try the mouth. The tongue wraps around you like a snake. I guarantee you'll have a great time," Daniel introduced.

And it turns out that the decorations were actually used to beautify the living room. "You actually hung that rain-proof doll by the window?" Lean looked amused when he saw that two Japanese rain-proof dolls had been installed properly there. Yesterday he just casually showed the decoration at an antique shop in the city center. It never occurred to him that Avelyn would buy it and hang it by the window. "Sorry, I only have instant coffee." Suddenly Avelyn appeared from the kitchen, observing Lean, who was still standing by the window. “I like the shape. And I don't believe the myth that is hidden behind the doll at all." Avelyn explained as she watched Lean be amazed by her act of hanging t

Mikael was in complete shock at her study; it was beautiful in an almost morbid, macabre way. We both took a seat next to each other on the couch while Sajida sat on the other side of her desk in her throne. She flipped a lock of hair over her shoulder and just grinned at us; she enjoyed being right. She knew I would come here. All she had to do was wait. Before Mikael and I could say anything, we both saw small shadows under a console table by the wall underneath a window. Mikael jumped slightly, but I knew what they were - the small dolls that I met the last time we were here. There were three of them - one with a pentagon on its belly, another with a triple moon, and the last one with a t

I held the doll's body and placed the arm on it. Fortunately, I could just sow the broken arm with thread. Dave looked at me. After a while he said in a hoarse voice, "Do you like the doll that much? I can buy you a house of dolls like this." Upon hearing his words, I thought of what he had said yesterday once again. He wouldn't give up on Lita but he was seducing me in this way. I, who probably wanted to take revenge, held the pink leopard doll in my hand and said to him, "I don't like pink leopard dolls but I like just this exact one."

Next to me was a small chest that caught my eye, and I reached into it slowly, pulling out two different toys that were lightly coated in dust. The one on my left hand was a small wooden toy sword with chipping paint. A little pale blue tassel hung from the hilt and the Du Pleasant family crest was carved into the side of the blade. On my right hand was a soft sewn doll in a warm blue dress with faded white lace accents. Her little wiry blonde hair was still partially styled on one side while the other looked like it had been roughly dragged across the floor. The little pale blue button eyes were still hanging on by a stretched out thread and the family crest was stitched into the doll's ski

Layla led me to a large door finally, before letting open the door for me. "This is the perfect spot and room." She declared happily as we stepped in. The beautiful room took my breath with me as I stared. It had pastel pink decorations. From the draperies to the beddings. A dusty pink persian rug was in the middle with a cream colored sofa at one side. There was a pink coloured bookshelf that housed neatly arranged books, an average sized doll rack with different assorted dolls, stuffed bears and some action figures at one side. A large TV occupied a particular extreme, while light coloured wallpapers of idols and boy bands were arranged at another extreme.