Tails Dolls の小説・ストーリー

“Now, where are we going? I need a break from all this drama.” “Like I told you,” Todd began, “besides looking for your daughter, because, let’s be honest, I’ll always be a rogue at heart, even if you gave me a home, I collect rogue kids. Make sure they grow up happy. Anyway, this party? It’s a partnership with a few people I want you to meet.” “What am I wearing?” Dahlia asked, already heading toward the closet. Todd followed her, pulling out a sleek outfit. “This,” he said, holding it up. “It brings out your eyes. You’ll look killer.”

He grunted, "Damn, this toy is as heavy as a human." Daniel explained, "It's made to match a real body one-to-one. Even the parts are carefully replicated." George admired my body, his eyes wandering all over, making my body burn. I never once expected a stranger to look at me that way. A burning desire deep in me instantly lit up. He fondled my fullness, then let his hands wander to my waist before placing them on my abdomen. He lifted my skirt to admire my bottom half. To make things more convincing, Daniel had not let me wear any underwear.

The Dominanters were all insane. Especially Trevor— who had just disappeared in less than a second. Her thoughts were cut off by Tina’s dreamy voice. “I actually think his weirdness is cute,” Tina said, smiling to herself. “It’s totally my type.” Lydia exchanged a glance with Cathy. “She’s getting obsessed, don’t you think?” “I think so,” Cathy replied quietly. Both girls stared at Tina, half amused… half concerned. ~ Aunt Ophelia’s Mansion ~ Grrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

The door of the bathroom flew open, what I first saw was a white skin, fragile white legs on a pair of slippers. I looked up and found a towel wrapped about the body from the waist to the two knees. I was sure this mustn't be a lady because a lady would definitely not wrap a towel from her waist but instead from her chest. Then my eyes moved slowly upwards, I saw... packs...six packs...well set and arranged. I saw a muscular body, then I lifted my eyes up...I saw... a pretty man. His dark oily hair fell slightly on his forehead giving him the cute appearance of a young high school boy. His sideburns and flirting eyelashes with light but tiny pink lips can make any lady crawl into his bed wit

I knocked. I shifted the case full of all the dildos I had for sale. And not just dildos. Vibrators. Anal beads. Clit rockets. Butt plugs. Ben wa balls. I had it all. My company, Tart Sluts, made the best "marital aids" on the market. No one had better than us, and the housewife that lived here was about to learn it.

But thanks to Kane, she not only see nor meet but also shook hands with a lot of them and even exchanged numbers. As the house was filled with men, so was it with women who were dressed seductively. Each trying to catch the attention of the men and Olivia was not excluded. Kane intended to sit aside and watch the party but not in Olivia's watch, she got him drinking and dancing in no time and he must admit, it was fun and stress relieving. Olivia drank and danced and later on a girl suggested they play a game. "Which game?" Someone asked. "Truth or Dare" the girl filled in and they all groaned.

she screams, her voice piping and furious. A boy walks into the room—Tobias. He looks exactly like the boy at the well, only older here, maybe seven. He doesn’t try to take the doll. Instead, he calmly lies down on the floor beside the bed, crossing his ankles, and stares up at the embroidered canopy. “You can keep her then,” he says, his tone oddly mature. “I heard that a doll like that turns into a full colony of hair lice at night. They’ll nest in your hair and eat your scalp.”

Devika is trying to select some beautiful frocks for Dipti and Drishti when she noticed that a salesgirl is trying to seduce Abhinav. Abhinav is selecting some kids suit for Devansh and Daksh when a salesgirl started to seduce him. The girl is batting her eyelids continuously and giving some seducing signals to Abhinav. He is so busy selecting dresses that he isn't noticing the girl. " Sir, this suit will look good on your son," The girl said seductively giving a black colour suit to Abhinav. She brushed her fingers with Abhinav's hand while giving this suit.

All that I see is my five-year-old self, just with different hair color and… and… Ears and tail. When I look at the mirror like this, all I can see is my mystical ears and tail. I look like a cosplayer, but believe it or not, this is actually real. My ears looked like that of a fox, and my tail too. My hair turned gray, matching the color of my eyes. Even the ears and tail that I’ve grown was of the same color. I don’t know if I’m dreaming or not, but several days had already passed.

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.