A Doll Come to Life (riverrust & loneiysong)

[riverrust]

Jason Rand strode casually up and down the sidewalk, occasionally looking at his watch as though waiting for someone. Every so often he'd cast a furtive glance across the street at Dawson's Toys and Dolls, then turn away and look up and down the street. It was almost 1pm, and as it was the close of the lunch hour, the traffic died down, and the streets became fairly clear.

Jason looked at his watch once more, then crossed the street and walked directly through the door of Dawson's. He heard a voice from the back room telling him to have a look around, and so he did. He moved toward the back of the showroom, taking note of the various toys along the way, but without interest, until the room widened and bright white spotlights fell upon the beautiful, life-sized dolls that graced the shop.

He felt a tad bit funny about being there; especially at his age. But, he knew he was not unique among his peers in visiting the store. As he made his way around each doll, he shook his head at how perfect they were...they appeared virtually real, so that it was no small wonder that Jason found himself aroused as he looked about. Stepping up to a blonde haired doll, he looked her over good, from every angle, then turned to meet Dawson himself. "You're back, I see," the shop owner said with a smile. "You must have decided on this one...will you take her today?" he asked.

Jason paid for his new "toy," while the shop boy rolled up the blonde in bubble wrap, and took her out back to Jason's car. In no time, Jason was tooling down the road home; excited about...he knew not what. All he could think to do with this lifelike doll was to look at her, fantasize, and masturbate. "Oh well," he thought, "why the hell not?"

 

[loneiysong]

As he left, the man known as Dawson smiled. He made dolls. Life like dolls. Ones that could be shifted to the size of a plush doll or a full grown woman at will. Their stuffing was soft and made them huggable but they were anatomically correct. He had even found a way to make them bear other little dolls if the owner pumped enough seed into one. Hell they even lactated. But the thing about them that Dawson found more entertaining than humans, was that they were virtually indestructable. Sure they mimicked living beings, but at their core, they lived forever. Dawson moved around to his favorite brunette and whispered. "Shrink for me my love." He whispered as she shrank down and he held her in his arm as one would carry a stuff bear. "Do you think that our newest sell will be happy?" The little doll turned its polished eyes to its maker and smiled. "Why would she not be." He smiled and sat her on the desk and rested his chin in his hand and smiled.

"Its always like seeing one of my own leave with a man." He sighed. The doll moved to her maker and nuzzled his arm and smiled up at him. "I am sure she will be alright."
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The blonde doll rode in the back of his car. She was vaguely aware of her master talking to himself. But until he made the motions to play with her, she would just be quiet and not be able to change in shape for his pleasure. She shivered a bit as he had not taken the time to purchase any clothes and her body registered that it should be feeling cold but showed no outward sign of it. Her blue eyes stared forward and her blonde hair secured to her back by the bubble wrap. She wondered where she was going.

 

[riverrust]

No more than five miles and Jason was in his driveway. He sat in his Jeep Cherokee for a moment and tried to think if he had missed anything in his plan that would cause him embarrassment. He looked about his yard through the windows to try and jog anything he should remember, then chuckled at himself as his eyes scanned across nothing but treeline around his log home.

"Damn, Jason!" he said, "who the hell cares, anyway?" Of course, he knew HE cared if someone found out about his purchase. For now, though, he was safe and sound and hard as a rock. He went to his front door and swung it open, then went back to the Jeep to retrieve Kara, as he had named her.

Back into the house and into the sunken living room with the huge fireplace he brought her. Laying her on the plush carpet, he gently unrolled the bubble wrap, and tossed it aside. Standing, he looked down at his doll; pausing to adjust the hard-on in his pants. Pliable as she was, he lifted her and sat her on the couch, folding her hands across her lap, then walked briskly to the kitchen where he grabbed himself a Heineken, and returned.

Standing before her, he sipped on his brew and squeezed his erect cock through his Dockers; trying to decide which fantasy to incorporate her into while he jacked off. He decided she was a high-priced Swedish escort who was ready to comply with his every whim. Setting his bottle down, he unzipped and removed his trousers, tossing them onto the couch. Always going commando, he never had briefs on, so his stiff dick shot out and bounced at 45 degrees. He took is Polo off, dropped it, and began to tug on his shaft as he gazed at Kara. He imagined her giving him an expert BJ where she sat, then suddenly shook his head in wonder at how real she looked. Her tits appeared so supple, he bent down and fondled them a moment, the went back to masturbating.

As he left, the man known as Dawson smiled. He made dolls. Life like dolls. Ones that could be shifted to the size of a plush doll or a full grown woman at will. Their stuffing was soft and made them huggable but they were anatomically correct. He had even found a way to make them bear other little dolls if the owner pumped enough seed into one. Hell they even lactated. But the thing about them that Dawson found more entertaining than humans, was that they were virtually indestructable. Sure they mimicked living beings, but at their core, they lived forever. Dawson moved around to his favorite brunette and whispered. "Shrink for me my love." He whispered as she shrank down and he held her in his arm as one would carry a stuff bear. "Do you think that our newest sell will be happy?" The little doll turned its polished eyes to its maker and smiled. "Why would she not be." He smiled and sat her on the desk and rested his chin in his hand and smiled.

"Its always like seeing one of my own leave with a man." He sighed. The doll moved to her maker and nuzzled his arm and smiled up at him. "I am sure she will be alright."
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The blonde doll rode in the back of his car. She was vaguely aware of her master talking to himself. But until he made the motions to play with her, she would just be quiet and not be able to change in shape for his pleasure. She shivered a bit as he had not taken the time to purchase any clothes and her body registered that it should be feeling cold but showed no outward sign of it. Her blue eyes stared forward and her blonde hair secured to her back by the bubble wrap. She wondered where she was going.

 

[loneiysong]

She watched him. When he came forward and touched her, she leaned her head back and groaned. "Master, give me my name, and I will do whatever I can to please you," Her chest rose and fell as if she was breathing. She looked at him and smiled and returned to the position that he had put her in. She looked at that hard cock. She smiled and blushed. Shivering, it felt odd to be alive. Her breasts were full and added a pleasant weight. She looked at him and smiled adn grinned watching him masturbating.

 

[riverrust]

Jason gasped and backpeddled when His doll spoke. He stared at her with eyes wide and mouth open, not breathing. A chill ran up his spine, and he feared he was losing it. Squinting his eyes, he leaned a bit closer and gazed intently into her face as if to see if her lips actually moved. Suddenly she sat back to her original position, and Jason staggered away; letting go of his cock as it began to go limp, swinging wildly as he backed away.

His was feeling lightheaded and very strange, and his heart was pounding in his strong chest, as he stood still and watched the living doll. He still did not believe...couldn't believe, though he desperately wanted to. He squinted again, but this time he was trying to think; trying to determine how this could be possible. Slowly, however, he began not to care how it could be...why should he? Her words echoed through his mind, "give me my name." His heart leaped at this, and he took his balls in his hand. But she was not moving now. He grew frightened, but then he saw her looking at his cock, and he was beside himself with lust.

"Kara," he half whispered; tugging on his new erection until a long string of precum left the head of his dick and dripped to the floor. Hesitantly, he moved toward her until his cock was but a foot away from her lips, and his dick head continued to leak precum, which fell on her thighs this time. "Kara!" he said again with boldness.

She watched him. When he came forward and touched her, she leaned her head back and groaned. "Master, give me my name, and I will do whatever I can to please you," Her chest rose and fell as if she was breathing. She looked at him and smiled and returned to the position that he had put her in. She looked at that hard cock. She smiled and blushed. Shivering, it felt odd to be alive. Her breasts were full and added a pleasant weight. She looked at him and smiled adn grinned watching him masturbating.

 

[loneiysong]

She watched him stumble back. He was afraid. She frowned a bit and then moved forward and held out her hands gently palm up as he approached her. "Please, I will not hurt you, I am yours, you are mine, come, come tell me what you want." She smiled and then nodded to him. She grinned. She liked the name. It was soft and beautiful and had melody behind it. She stroked under his cock shyly and smiled. "I will be the best friend you ever had." She whispered.

Leaning forward, she ran a tongue that felt wet along his cock. She then wrapped his lips around his cock and began to suck groaning swallowing all what he had tog ive her. SHe pulled back and blushed. "You taste very good." SHe purred and kissed the head and began to suck again and wrapped her arms around him and shut her eyes groaning and shivering softly.

 

[riverrust]

Jason almost hyperventilated when Kara wrapped her lips around the head of his dick and began to suck. He couldn't believe his good fortune, and he was determined to not even question the supernatural aspect of his new situation. It was too much like some of his dreams, when he would try to cling to whatever it was he was enjoying as he felt himself slipping back into waking reality.

But now, as Kara began to moan and shiver, Jason began to buck his hips, gently thrusting his pulsating cock in and out of her warm mouth. When she moaned, he could feel the light vibration in his shaft, and the throbbing in his ball sack, and he felt a bit of panic as he realized he was about to explode. "Too soon!" he told himself. But he was experiencing the natural outcome of at least a year without a blowjob, or anything, having been deserted by his wife of ten years. "NO!" he gasped, and grabbing Kara's head, he pulled back, and his swollen dick head left her lips with a soft pop. But it was no good. He was too far gone, and he could feel his orgasm approaching quickly. So he took his shaft in hand and pressed the head to her lips; forcing his cock back into her mouth. He pumped maybe three times before his long pent-up load erupted from his engorged dick. Still holding her head, he threw his own head back and cried out in painful ecstasy, as shot after shot of hot semen squirted powerfully to fill his doll's mouth.