Hey, Mike! Out partying with friends for the eve. Don't stay up waiting for me, I won't be home until really late. See you on Christmas!

-Lauren

Lauren took the post-it note she'd just written for her boyfriend, and stuck it on the kitchen counter of their apartment. It was a bald faced lie, but Michael would understand why she'd done it when he saw the gift she'd gotten him.

She turned around and looked at the other side of the room, where the Christmas tree was set up next to her collection of anime figurines and a few of Mike's stuffed animals. A couple of presents were under the tree already, both from her to him and vice versa, but her best gift to him was about to be wrapped.

“Are you ready?” asked her friend Ellie, sitting in a chair near the tree. “All fed and watered and, um, evacuated?” A large box with little holes in the sides was at her feet, reaching up a little past her knee, next to a huge roll of wrapping paper.

“Watered, anyway,” Lauren replied, “and evacuated. And of course I've got this, just in case.” She tapped the apparatus strapped to her leg: a bag with a tube coming out the top, which fed up into her shorts and out of sight. It was an extreme step, to be sure, but it was a pretty extreme thing she was doing, and she shivered with excitement at the thought.

“All right,” Ellie said. “Well, let's get started.”

“Let's!” With that, Lauren grabbed her shirt, pulled it off over her head, and dropped it on the floor. More of her clothes followed soon after, leaving her in the nude except for her thin black panties. “How do I look?” she said, posing to show off her curves a little. There wasn't any shame or awkwardness about it: Ellie had been a close friend of both Lauren and Michael for years.

Ellie wolf-whistled. “Looking good, girlfriend! Almost a shame he's not gonna get to see this.”

“I'm sure he'll survive somehow.” Lauren walked toward Ellie, bouncing with excitement—

“Whoa, hang on!” Ellie held up a hand. “The clothes. Put them away, or Michael might think something's up.”

“Right, good thinking.” Lauren grabbed the clothes, hurried into the bedroom, and stuffed them into her closet before returning. “Now can we start? We gotta hurry before Mike gets back from bowling!”

Ellie smiled indulgently, reached down, and opened the box at her feet. It was the kind with a big hinged lid, which meant that Ellie lifted it, it revealed the whole of what was in the box, and the sight made her rub her legs together. There were some coils of rope, a few scattered accessories, and most importantly a big mass of brown furry fabric with a blue bow on the front. If Lauren hadn't been the one to come up with all of this, she might have been confused with what she was looking at.

But of course, she knew exactly what it was: a giant teddy bear, large enough to fit a person inside if they bent their knees and elbows.

And that was exactly what she was going to do.

“Remind me again why you're doing this?” Ellie asked, as Lauren walked over and grabbed the fabric. “Has Michael just been a very good boy this year, or is there something specific?”

“Michael has been a very good boy this year.” Lauren grinned, inspecting the fabric for any rips or tears that could be a last-minute problem. “Remember how I told you I was gonna tell him about my, uh, thing for bondage? And I was really nervous, but then he took it fine? Like, completely fine.” She squeezed the bear at certain key places, confirming that the right noises came out.

Ellie snorted. “Better than fine, the way you described it. I could still see the rope marks on you when you told me. So, because he's been doing such a good job tying you up, you figured you'd save him the trouble and deliver yourself pre-packaged?”

The teddy bear was a big, durable one she'd bought recently. She'd cut a hole in the back, emptied out most of the stuffing through there, and then attached a zipper under some flaps of fabric and fur: not so easy to find unless you knew where to look. If she was lucky, Michael might not even realize there was anyone inside at first.

Lauren was examining it so hard, even salivating a little, that it took her a few seconds to realize Ellie had spoken? “Huh? Oh, right, yeah, uh….” She looked back at Ellie. “Don't tell him, but, like… I feel like he's still holding back, or something? I feel like he's not getting as much out of it as he could, and it's kind of bumming me out. Like, he almost seemed more enthusiastic when I tried the knots on him, just to show him how to do it.”

“Well, now,” Ellie said, her face suddenly devoid of emotion. “Isn't that interesting.”

“But now,” Lauren said, tossing the fabric to the floor, “he's gonna play with me and like it. I mean, he likes stuffed animals, he's gonna love me. It's foolproof!”

Ellie raised her pointer finger. “One small question. What if he doesn't want to open up the gifts until you're home?”

Lauren put a hand to her head, an exaggerated gesture. “Oh, no,” she said dramatically. “I could be trapped in there for hours, completely helpless….”

“You absolute sub.” Ellie was grinning at the joke. She reached down into the box, grabbed two coils of rope, and tossed it to Lauren. “All right, let's do this thing.”

Lauren sat down on the carpet, her knees bent, and started tying her legs. Her hands moved quickly—lord knew she'd done this for herself enough times, before she'd asked Mike to help her with it—and soon both of her legs were stuck in a kneeling position.

Ellie raised her eyebrows. “You're really good at that. I dunno if my knots are gonna be as pretty….” She sounded unsure of herself—hardly surprising: Lauren could hardly imagine she'd ever done this before.

“I'll talk you through the whole thing,” Lauren said, smiling reassuringly. She hobbled closer to her friend. “Come on!”

Ellie rolled her eyes, then got off her chair and grabbed the other two ropes. She sat down next to Lauren, who bent her left elbow tight and motioned with her other hand. With Lauren's guidance and under her critical eye, Ellie carefully tied knots around Lauren's left arm, binding it into position.

Lauren tried to straighten her elbow a few times, testing the knot. “Seems good to me,” she said as her arm went nowhere. It was such a lovely sensation, being forced to give up control one limb at a time.

Ellie smiled, looking a bit more confident, and got to work on Lauren's right arm. Lauren was expecting this one to be a bit tougher, since she wouldn't be able to use her other arm to help Ellie as much, but Ellie was a quick learner. Lauren's right arm was tied up faster than the left had been.

“All right,” Lauren said, wiggling experimentally to confirm that all four of her limbs had been rendered useless. “Now do you see the remote at the bottom of the box?”

Ellie stood up and looked down. “Yeah?”

“Turn up the dial on it for a second.”

Ellie grabbed it and did as instructed. Lauren's mouth opened with a silent gasp as a buzzing noise appeared, coming from her thin black panties. “Okay,” she said, her voice quick and breathless, “that's enough, turn it off!”

Her eyebrows raised almost to her hairline, Ellie switched the remote off. “Did you just make me turn on a vibrator in your pussy?”

“Had to make sure it was working,” Lauren panted. She grinned. “When you're done with everything else, make sure to wrap that up separately.” If she was lucky, Michael would find that first, and play with it a few times while she was still wrapped up….

She pushed the thought out of her head. It was time for action. “OK,” she said, “so I think it's almost time for you to put in the gag. Do you remember the instructions from there?”

“I mean, sure? It's not that many steps.” Ellie counted the steps on her fingers. “Gag you, lock you inside the bear, box you up, wrap you up, and make sure there's holes in the wrapping paper where there's holes in the box so you can breathe. Oh,” she added, raising the pointer finger on her other hand, “and then wrap the remote control.”

Lauren nodded. “Good. And before I can't talk… thank you so much for doing this, Ellie. I'd hug you, but….” She flapped her useless arms, smiling.

“Hey, don't worry about it!” Ellie said. She winked. “I'm sure you'll find some way to pay me back. Now open wide….”

“Aaaaaaaaa,” Lauren said, as Ellie picked up the ballgag and pushed it into her ready mouth. There was a little resistance getting it past the teeth, but quickly it popped into place. “Ahn. Mmm. Mm-hmm.” It was the kind of ballgag with holes through it, looking a bit like a wiffle ball: in the confined space she was about to enter, she didn't want to make it too hard to breathe.

Ellie attached the ballgag's strap at the back of her neck. Lauren felt her red hair being pulled out of the way of the strap to rest atop it. She made a little happy noise, hoping Ellie understood.

With that, Ellie grabbed the floppy teddy bear and turned it over until she found the open zipper. She placed it down in front of Lauren, opening it wide. “Okay, get in—oh, you naughty girl, you.”

Lauren hobbled over toward it, chuckling through her gag at what Ellie was staring at. There, attached to the inside of the bear, was a dildo. It would be sharing real estate with the vibrator tucked inside her, making every moment she was trapped in the bear a little more salacious.

Ellie looked at her, eyebrows still raised high. “You're really asking me to do a lot to you. Miss Lauren, are you flirting with me? What will Michael think when he finds out?”

Lauren chuckled, then ducked her head inside first. For a few seconds, everything was dark as she pushed her head this way and that, kneading the fabric with her elbows, and then she saw light through the currently open mouth of the bear. That was another modification she'd made, so that Michael would be able to give her a drink or talk to her without unbinding her completely.

She struggled to get her other limbs into the costume, but her movement was restricted and the zipper wasn't that large.

“This is where I come in,” Ellie said, and grabbed one of her arms. She shoved it inside with an unusual amount of force, filling up the formerly empty arm of the bear. Before Lauren could react, Ellie was doing the same with her other arm, and then each leg, and then—the dildo. Lauren yelped through her gag as it pushed inside her, her panties moving aside to accommodate it. She felt it pushing the vibrator against her inner walls.

The sensation of being penetrated was intense enough that Lauren barely heard the zipper behind her, but she did feel the increasing pressure on her back. And she definitely heard the sound of a lock closing, and then a key being placed on the floor of the box.

She was truly trapped now.

It felt amazing. She moaned, wigging her arm a few times and watching the teddy do the same. From this angle, she was barely able to see the paw at the end of the teddy's arm, positioned where her elbow was.

So confined, so cocooned, so plush and padded! In her preparations, Lauren hadn't just removed stuffing from the bear, but had actually added an inner lining of fabric, with the remaining stuffing stuck between the two layers. The intended effect of this was to make the bear feel like a real stuffed animal from the outside, rather than something with unpleasant pointy elbow bones lurking underneath the paws.

But it made her feel so good. The fabric pressed on her from all sides, further restricting her movement beyond what the ropes provided. Not only that, but even though she was kneeling and sitting on her feet, she felt perfectly comfortable—an important consideration with how long she'd be in here.

She moaned into her gag again, squirming around, feeling the dildo rotate inside her.

“None of that, teddy. You don't want to give the game away to Mike, do you?” Ellie's voice was jokingly stern as she crouched down into Lauren's limited field of view. Lauren obliged and fell limp. “Good girl,” Ellie cooed. “Wanna see what you look like?” She lifted her phone to eye-level, currently on selfie mode.

Lauren gasped at the sight, at least as much as she could gasp right now. She looked perfect. Her legs were thick and plush with large feet on the ends, and her arms looked like just the right kind to give a warm hug. Add her baby blue ribbon, and she was very nearly the spitting image of a big teddy bear. You'd never know there was a phallus inside it, fucking her.

The only crack in the facade was the face, sticking out of the bear's wide open mouth. She smiled, with her eyes, at the face in the phone: a little sweaty from her exertion, dotted with freckles, and with locks of her curly red hair around it.

But it wouldn't be there for long. “Mm,” she said, looking down toward the bottom of the bear's mouth, and then back up toward the snout above. “Mng.” The mouth was designed to close over her face, and a little pair of magnets in the upper and lower parts would keep it sealed even if she struggled.

But Ellie was taking her sweet time. First she turned away from Lauren and took a selfie. “Not gonna post it anywhere,” she said, “don't worry.” And then she put the phone away and smiled at Lauren—but it was a smile that looked like she was in on a joke that Lauren didn't get.

“You know,” Ellie said, reaching out and resting a hand on Lauren's face, “you're pretty cute like that. And here you are, all helpless, and I could do anything I want with you. I could just take you home myself and have my own little teddy bear to play with for Christmas.” She lifted the remote control into Lauren's field of view. “Wouldn't that be fun?”

Lauren's eyes widened. “Mm. Mm!” Her distress was exaggerated, because Ellie had been right to call her an absolute sub: it did sound fun. Especially when Ellie's thumb twitched on the vibrator control dial….

Ellie laughed and put it down, then gave Lauren's cheek a few pats. “Tell you what,” she said, “if Michael doesn't play with you tomorrow, I can have you all to myself. Sound fair?”

Lauren rolled her eyes, and nodded.

Ellie beamed. “Good girl. I'm closing the mouth now and doing all the other stuff too. If you have any trouble breathing or anything, just make as much noise as you can. I'll stick around for a while after you're packed up just to make sure you're okay.”

Lauren nodded again.

“Well… see you later!” And with that, Ellie grabbed the bottom part of the teddy's mouth and pulled it up over Lauren's face. It connected to the upper lip with a magnetic snap, plunging Lauren into darkness.

The darkness wasn't total—there was a faint bit of light that made it through some mesh in the bear's face, but it wasn't enough to see much of anything. At best, she could vaguely make out some kind of shape that might have been Ellie, moving out of her field of vision.

From then on, her sensory input was mainly touch, with hearing a distant second. She felt herself being lifted under the armpits from behind and placed into the box, and heard grunts of exertion from Ellie, though they were muffled by the padding all around her. She remembered to let herself go limp, drooping slightly forward as if she were an inanimate object. Then she felt the lid of the box pressing against the teddy's head, and the darkness became total.

From there, it was a distant sound of wrapping paper, and a feeling of the box being tilted forward and back, presumably to get the wrapping paper underneath. And in a few minutes, even that was gone.

Lauren drifted in darkness, for how long she did not know. She was thrice confined—by the ropes, the bear, and the box. Maybe the ropes had been overkill, but this way she wouldn't put undue stress on the bear's fabric—and anyway, a little overkill never hurt anyone.

Her heartbeat was the loudest, and only, sound in her ears. She worked her jaw from side to side, chewing against the gag to relieve pressure. She felt herself drooling, anddid her best to swallow rather than wetting the inside of the bear. The padding on all sides was tight enough that she was hardly conscious of the force of gravity, and could hardly tell which way was up.

And the little intruders inside her… the vibrator, inert for now but ready to spring to life at a moment's notice. And the dildo, permanently penetrating her, keeping her nice and aroused all on its own.

“Mm.” She squirmed in her container, feeling everything against and inside her. How long had she been there already? Ten minutes, an hour, overnight? Time had lost meaning, and all she could do was breathe and squirm.

Yes, Michael was going to love this gift. But perhaps not as much as Lauren already did.

Lauren must have fallen asleep at some point, though she had no idea when. All she knew now was that there were faint footfalls outside her box, and a faint sense in her own internal clock that the night had passed. If she was right—and she really, really hoped she was—then it was Christmas day!

So, the plan. Michael would have come home from bowling, seen the post it note, and hopefully not been suspicious about the giant new gift under the tree. This morning, he would wake up, and at some point he would start opening presents and find her. And then? He would do whatever he wanted to her.

“Mm,” she moaned, but quietly: she didn't want to give the game away just yet.

The footfalls got louder and softer a few times, as if Michael were pacing around the room, looking for her. She took a deep breath and went totally limp, trying to sell the illusion that she'd just gotten him a regular stuffed animal for Christmas. He had mentioned wanting a new one, just like she'd made noises about an anime figurine.

Minutes passed, maybe even an hour. What was Michael doing, making coffee? But eventually, after so long that the anticipation was killing her, she heard the muffled sound of wrapping paper being unwrapped. Was it her? No, the box wasn't being jostled at all. Then what was he opening?

A little buzzing started inside her.

“Mm!” She did her best to keep her voice down as it started up. He'd unwrapped the vibrator control, and seemed to be testing it out. With it pressed so tight between her inner walls and the dildo, its vibrations felt even more intense than the earlier test run.

It buzzed harder and softer, rising and falling in intensity, following a curve that seemed designed to torture her—and what delicious torture it was. She trembled, trying to keep her limbs slack and her body inanimate, but the vibrator kept taking her to the edge and back, over and over again.

At last it was intense enough, and for long enough. “Mm! Mmm! Mmmm….” Her hips bucked involuntarily as she climaxed, and she saw stars in the darkness. Oh, this was turning out to be a very good Christmas morning. She'd really have to reward Michael once she was able to.

But then—again, the sound of unwrapping. And this time, it seemed to be coming from the box. She took another deep breath and went totally limp.

The box opened, and she could see light through the mesh. There was a faint vision in front of her, a humanoid shape crouching to lift the lid. Michael! She smiled, but didn't move.

There was a pause for a few moments. Then the silhouette reached out and touched her paw.

“I love you!” The voice rang out from her paw, and it was Lauren's own voice.

She'd made another modification to the giant teddy, one which had involved cannibalizing several smaller bears. Each one was the kind that could play a short recorded message when you squeezed it. In fact, she'd gotten more expensive ones that could play multiple messages, cycling through with each squeeze. And they weren't just in her paws, either.

The silhouette pressed her other paw, and the bear made another noise: “Cuddle me!” Inside, Lauren grinned to herself.

Next, the silhouette reached down to her feet. “Teehee!”, and then, “That tickles!”, were the sounds from down there. Then, the silhouette pressed against her breast.

The sound was another giggle, but not as innocent as before. And then, when the silhouette squeezed the other side of her chest, it let out a little moan of pleasure.

The silhouette reached down and pressed against her crotch.

“Ahh,” said the bear.

The silhouette pressed again.

“Mmmmm.”

Again.

“Harder.”

Again.

“Fuck me, baby.”

The presses got more intense, and the bear moaned for her. Lauren tried to remain motionless, but it was hard, because each push pressed the dildo into her, over and over again. Michael really was fucking her, and if it had all gone according to plan, he didn't even know it. She begged inside her head for him to go faster, push harder, bring her closer to another orgasm—

He stopped. She faintly saw the shapes of his arms reaching out, toward the bear's face—her face. Had she given the game away already? Made some noise in her excitement, something that had alerted him?

She felt hands on the bear's face, finding the seam of its mouth. How had he figured it out so soon? But there was no time to wonder about that: after a little resistance from the magnets, the mouth opened wide, and her face was exposed to the open air for the first time in half a day.

The light was blinding. She closed her eyes tight for several seconds, waiting for them to acclimatize before she dared open them again. The shape in front of her was still blurry, but getting clearer. “Mrrrrr hrrmrr!” she said, her closest approximation of “Merry Christmas”.

But then the shape became totally clear, and her eyes widened. It wasn't Michael.

“MMM!?”

It was Ellie. “Hey, teddy,” she purred.

Lauren glanced from side to side. What was going on? Where was Michael? Why was Ellie even here?

“Hey, don't look at me like that.” Ellie smirked a little. “You did say I would get to play with you if Michael didn't show up, and I don't see him around anywhere, do you?”

Lauren took several deep breaths, faster and faster each time.

“Now, I know you have a lot of questions,” Ellie said, standing up. She was wearing a full-body coat, even indoors. “One big question, probably: where's Michael? Well, don't worry: despite appearances, he's actually here right now. But before we get to that, I've got a little story to tell you.”

Ellie pulled up a chair and sat down, idly curling her hair around her finger. “Now, you know that I've known Michael almost as long as I've known you, right? We're all besties. He'll tell me all sorts of things, like about how you'd gotten him into bondage—though of course you told me about that first—and that you wanted an anime figurine for Christmas. You knew that already too, I bet.

“But here's something I bet you don't know….” Ellie grinned. “You're not the only one who asked me for help with their gift.”

Lauren blinked, now feeling more confused than anything. “Mm?”

“See, Michael actually got in touch before you did!” Ellie stood up and crouched down by Lauren again, grabbing the box with both hands. She looked like she was wearing thin gloves, which was weird indoors. “And he told me he had the perfect gift idea for you, but it was going to be a two person job to wrap it. And I of course, being his bestie, agreed to help. We actually wrapped it up a little after I helped you with your gift to him. Do you want to see what he got you?”

With a little grunt of effort, Ellie rotated the box Lauren was in. Before, she'd been facing away from the tree, but now she was able to see it coming into view. But that wasn't the most striking thing she saw.

There was a big, tall present next to the tree, wrapped with a decorative bow on the top. And Lauren knew it hadn't been there before.

Laurie's eyes widened. It couldn't be.

“It was a big job,” Ellie said, “but I think you'll agree the results are worth it! Say hello to your new, one of a kind figurine!”

She lifted the lid off the box, and apparently that was all she had to do: the sides of the box fell down, particularly the front side, letting Laurie see what was inside. She gasped.

She'd asked for an anime figurine for Christmas, and there it was, but unlike the rest of her collection this one was life sized. It—she—was a character from an anime she was familiar with: a silver-haired girl with a barrette on one lock of hair, dressed in a black bunny suit with heels. Mai something, right? Lauren was in no state of mind to remember last names right now.

The figurine was very high quality, too. The hair looked perfectly brushed into place, the bunny suit reflected the Christmas tree lights beautifully, and the heels looked gorgeous.

“Wanna know the best part?” Ellie asked. “She's poseable too! Watch!” The Mai doll was currently in a neutral stance, both arms by her sides and legs straight. Ellie took each limb in turn and bent them, repositioned them, then bent the doll forward. Now she was posed coquettishly, arms behind her back and chest thrust out to display some impressive breasts. One foot was lifted slightly off the ground as well, leaving her balancing on one high heel.

“And don't worry—she'll never fall. She's got some extra support!” Ellie tapped the extra support in question, drawing Lauren's attention to it for the first time: a translucent arm with multiple joints in it, extending up from the base of the figurine to connect with the back of her torso. She'd seen this on some of the higher-end figurines, but never at life size.

“All in all, I think Mike really went all out for his gift to you.” Ellie reached up toward the doll's face with both hands. “I think you should thank him personally!” And with that, she lifted the doll's head off its body, bunny ears and all, and placed it on the floor.

Michael's face was underneath.

Lauren gasped once more, even though she'd already kind of figured it out. For his part, he didn't react at all to being revealed: he was wearing a ball-gag like hers and a blindfold to cover his eyes, but surely he should have been able to hear everything, right?

“Hey, Michael?” Ellie waved her hand in front of his covered eyes. “Mikey? Are you in there?” She turned back to face Lauren, grinning. “He is, and he can hear me, but he won't respond. And this was all his idea, by the way. I think he honestly went more all out than you did. Let me think, what were the steps for his gift….”

She counted on her fingers, like she had the night before. “Get him into a corset and false breasts. Make sure his man-parts were all tucked away so they didn't ruin the illusion.” With her other hand, she rubbed at the bunny suit's crotch: Mike didn't react. “Stick a vibrator into his ass for some extra fun. Squeeze him into the skin tone bodysuit. Squeeze him into the bunny suit. Hook him up to the armature. Gag him. And, right before putting on the mask to complete the outfit….”

Ellie rested a finger on the blindfold. “Get a hypnotic video playing into his eyes, and hypnotic messages into his ears, to turn him into the perfect poseable doll. And remember, this was all Mike's idea. He can't move even if he wants to, because he doesn't want to.”

Lauren made a questioning noise. Ellie smiled, then crossed the room and crouched down to her.

“So, here's a funny story about Mike. He's really glad that you told him you're into bondage, but you're not the first person to introduce him to it.” Ellie snorted. “He told me he's been fantasizing about it for years, but never had the balls to go through with it before you told him about your fetish. The only trouble? Ellie tapped Lauren on the nose. “You're an absolute sub. And so is he. According to him, he really wanted you to be the one to top in the bedroom, not him.”

Lauren's eyes widened. Memories came back of the few times where he'd suggested she tie him up instead, just to see how it felt, haha, and while she'd been happy to go along with it, it hadn't been quite as compelling to her. But he'd looked so happy when he was tied up, and she'd never put more thought into it….

“So, as a thank you for broaching the topic, and as a way of showing you what kind of role he was looking to fill, Michael decided to give you a very special gift for Christmas. And would you look at this?” Ellie lifted up a little wrapped package, then quickly tore it open, revealing a remote control that looked almost but not quite like the one Lauren had left for Michael. “He even left you a control for his vibe! Great minds really do think alike.”

Ellie tilted her head to the side. “Now, you're both probably wondering at this point, why didn't I tell you that you'd both had the same idea? That neither of you would actually get to enjoy each other's gifts? And there's a very simple reason for that.”

She grinned extra-wide, showing a lot of teeth. “Because it was really… fucking… funny.” With that, she broke down in a fit of giggles.

This lasted twenty seconds. Lauren rolled her eyes.

“Okay, there's another reason too,” Ellie finally said, once she'd collected herself. “The thing is, you're both subs. And you've both been telling me that it's been causing problems for you. And I was thinking, I've known you both for so long, and… oh, enough being coy.” She started undoing the buttons of her jacket. “It's time for me to show you my Christmas present.”

The coat fell to the floor, and Lauren's eyes widened at this third surprise of the day.

Ellie was dressed in a leather dominatrix outfit. A corset with laces cinched her waist into an hourglass, and her breasts were exposed by the outfit but covered by crosses of black tape. No such covering concealed her womanhood, though. Unlike the anime figure's fishnet stockings, she wore lacy lingerie along her gorgeous legs, and arm-length gloves to match.

“See, I'm not an absolute sub.” Ellie winked, rocking her hips from side to side. “I've known you both for long enough, and I sized you both up pretty well last night, getting you girls all nice and wrapped up. You both want this so bad. So I… am gonna give it to you. I am gonna play with both my little toys until you see stars, sound good?”

She walked over to Michael first, resting a hand on his face. “Michael, you can hear me, right? You're just hypnotized, after all. And if you're hypnotized, you won't do anything if you really don't want to do it. So if you don't want me to stop… just stay right there like a good dolly.”

She hesitated there for several seconds, maybe even half a minute. Michael didn't move an inch—didn't even sway from his pose.

Ellie beamed, and then turned her attention to Laurie. “And what do you say?” she asked. “My little teddy bear? Last chance to back out.”

Lauren closed her eyes and thought for a while.

Then she opened her eyes and leaned forward. With difficulty, fighting her restraints every inch of the way, she pressed her paw down against her crotch.

“Fuck me, baby,” breathed the canned voice.

“Good girl.” Ellie grinned.

But the grin was predatory. “Oh, what a lovely pair of Christmas presents I've received,” she said. “I really should write thank-you notes to Lauren and Michael when I see them again.” She grabbed the anime mask again and placed it on Michael's head, and then Michael was gone, replaced by Mai the figurine.

Then she returned to crouch by Lauren. She lifted the two remote controls in one hand, showing her teeth. “I am going to have so much fun with you,” she said.

And then she closed the teddy bear's mouth again with a click, leaving Lauren in darkness, and then something started buzzing.