Porcelain Doll Oc Novels & Stories

But I didn’t move. Dolls don’t beg. That night, he fucked me bent over his antique chaise, calling me “his porcelain girl” as he thrust deep and slow, one hand tangled in my hair, the other gripping the corset like reins. I came three times. He didn’t let himself finish until I collapsed. Then came the final gift: the mask. Delicate. Hand crafted. White porcelain with long lashes, pink cheeks, and lips parted in a permanent gasp. He held it to my face and whispered

Moira didn't wait for Dillan's answer and immediately got up, checking everything on their booth table and making sure everything was running smoothly as she had told Dillan earlier. She looked at the tablet, then at the computer, and tried out some of their products, looking for any anomalies in the products or even their prototypes, then tried them herself. She picked up the sex doll, one of Blitz AI’s flagship products, tried it out with any colleagues, and burst into laughter. She definitely felt way better because of what she was doing.

I stole my childhood friend’s doll. Then, he called to complain. I listened to him wail as the doll sat in my hand, its texture somehow akin to that of human skin. Under its skirt was something remarkably female. This left me confused. ‘Is this doll female or male?’ Then, more importantly… ‘Did it come with both organs? Or is this modified?’ He sounded hysterical over the line. Surprised by this, I accidentally squished the doll’s limbs a little.

Not hers. My hands started shaking. 'Are they selling off coma patients' bodies?' All those stories from school came flooding back. My skin crawled. I fought the nausea and fear, forced myself to finish cleaning her up. I was about to leave when I saw it—the music box on her nightstand. Ms. Deinert had told me not to mess with it. But my hand moved anyway. I popped it open. No music. Just velvet at the bottom. Then I saw it—tiny crumbs near the edge. Crackers, maybe?

“ Not alright! I understand... “ I didn't let him finish his sentence and he made me leave his office, with shame on my face. Of course he wasn't going to go out with me, where he was in his head when I thought I might have a chance with a man like him. Handsome, successful and educated, it was obvious that I had no chance with him. I got out of there as quickly as I could and went back to my china shop. I take my small notebook where I take notes, trying to distract myself and forget the embarrassment I just went through. A girl walks in, with blonde hair and Japanese features like me, she stares at me for a few seconds. “ Good afternoon! “ I say closing the block and getting closer. “ How

“I like an Ace in my deck of cards. You are something special. I will keep you." “But you have to promise never to tell anyone what you know. Do we have a deal or not?" Seeing the excitement in its eyes, I was tempted to push my luck a little. “I will do it if you throw in a gadget," I said nervously. My fingers crossed. The doll's smile widened. It pulled out a heart shaped pink vile. “How about I give you a love portion?" it asked rhetorically. “With just one of these, you can turn three of your companions into your love slaves."

I know in time all this training would come in handy if any situation would arise and will find myself in between. He wasn’t here, of course. But words may travel much more quickly than any disease, and he’ll know about my fight. That I wasn’t just any porcelain doll used for display only. Fragile and precious that always needed protection. I am not just an ordinary pet doll. I position myself in the middle of the ring, squaring my stance. The bell tolled and I braced myself as my opponent delivers the first move. This doll will fight and will win no matter what.

There was a thick layer of dust inside the room because no one had entered for nearly two decades. Olympias had the impression that she didn’t know where to begin. “It’s right there,” Slaine said as he pointed to the wooden box on the bookshelf. “All right.” Olympias nodded. She walked toward the wooden box and took it down. When she opened the box, it was the same as if she had opened the ancient sheepskin scroll that sealed the devil. The first thing that caught her attention was a doll made of straw. Numerous needles were piercing the doll’s body, and its face was hideous and gloomy. When Olympias saw this doll again after nearly two decades, it still gave her the creeps.

Hearing Wanda’s confession, the soul in the lantern started to talk. “What do you want from me?” Smiling, Wanda let the insanity gleam in her eyes. “Oh, I want many things. Your body is a very good fertiliser for my flowers and trees. It’s the best we’ve seen in a century, so I’m afraid I can’t give that back. However, I have something even better for you. I have a doll that you might have heard about when you signed up for the NNN Challenge. That new android love doll is a modern voodoo doll meant to stimulate sexual arousal in our tentacle workers for better work efficiency. However, I want to make one without any curses for you.”

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?”