(Part two of Rent a Doll)

From the corner of May’s eye, she could see the street lights outside begin to flicker on. One by one parts of the street below, still barely covered in the light of dusk, began to light up with bright white light of the lamps as they sprang on slowly. Seeing this from the bedroom window of Seth’s apartment, May found herself getting excited. “Yes, that means its almost 7, and that means Seth is going to be home any minute now!” she thought to herself silently, giddy at the thought him coming home. It had been months since she had met him, months since her life had changed. She really couldn’t remember how long it was exactly, but that didn’t matter to her. For the time being she couldn’t be bothered to remember, she was too anxious. Despite having waited for him like this dozens of times before, she never really lost any of the excitement of wanting him to come home each night. For her, each night just built off that first one, all those months ago.


Sitting in the dark that first night, May found herself terrified from the moment Seth left the room. Propped up, motionless, she stared off blankly as she sat against the backboard of Seth’s bed; simply a sex doll sat posed by her new owner with a seductive look on her face. May, this newly made doll, was still in the afterglow of the kiss Seth had left her with, but as the warmth faded from her lips she felt herself begin to sharpen mentally, with the weight of the situation beginning to set in. After a few moments of silence, it all clicked for her all at once as her mind shot into an anxious panic. She had been turned into a doll before, but never like this, never permanently. Just about now was when she would start to feel her mobility return to her, but nothing of the sort happened as she sat lifeless as ever. This time she wasn’t just being rented to some guy at the club, she was property now, Seth’s property. Despite the calm, sweet looking grin on her face, internally May’s mind became a thing of panic. For what felt like hours, her mind shot from thought to thought in a frenzy. “I, I need to get up, I need to get out of here somehow. I can’t let this happen, I’m not just a doll, I can’t just be his doll.” She continued to try to think her way out of this nightmare she found herself in, but despite it all she still just sat there, as helpless as the moment Seth had dropped her. May could barely keep track of the time, the minutes blending into each other as she raced back and forth mentally with her mind still in a panic. But after a while, the silence was broken though as she heard the soft clicking of keys in a lock.

Outside the door she could hear a rustling, followed by a series of clumsy footsteps entering the apartment from outside. It was Seth. Staggering into the apartment before making his was to the bedroom. As he sauntered in, he flipped on the light, quick to throw off his jacket onto his desk chair. He was clearly drunk from a night of celebrating his birthday, yawning exaggeratedly before unbuttoning his shirt. Not even looking at May for a few moments, he turned to her, looking over the girl in front of him. She was as beautiful as ever: her softy featured face, her dark curly hair, all the while still wearing the tight sweater and leggings he’d dressed her in earlier. If it wasn’t for the occasional seam and distant look on her face, you could hardly tell the girl was anything than just that; a real girl. Upon seeing the doll, who was still just staring blankly across the room, he smiled. Jumping onto the bed beside her, he smirked to himself, throwing an arm around her waist. “You know, I half expected you to be the gone by the time I got back; I guess you decided to stick around.” He said with a chuckle. As he ran his hand down the side of the doll’s sweater along her hips, May felt herself relax immediately. His touch felt strangely intoxicating; a second later she couldn’t even remember what she was just so worried about. “Wow…that, that feels really nice actually,” she thought as she felt his arm wrap around her. After looking over his doll, he gently turned her chin to face him. “As much as I’d love to break in my new toy tonight, I’m kind of exhausted after everything today. I think I’ll save you for another night. Besides, you’re mine now, I can use you whenever I like,” he said, speaking in a tipsy, lighthearted tone. Hearing this, May could feel herself being turned on at the thought. As Seth lifting his grip from her side to get up, she protested silently for him to return, surprising herself as she began to think how much she wanted him to use her. “Come on, I’m a doll, dolls are meant to be played with! Don’t just leave me here!” she found herself thinking, her permanent expression of arousal now matching her mood. She wanted to say something as he got up and flipped out the lights, but before she could even think to herself, Seth was beside her again, throwing the covers of the bed over the two of them before pulling her into a bear hug. Spooning her, May felt more like a stuffed animal than a sex toy, with her soft curves only accented by the red sweater he had dressed her up in. Not able to protest, not that she wanted to, Seth leaned over her and kissed her in the dark, a slightly drunken but still passionate peck before falling back to her side, wrapping an arm around her. May, all the while, was in bliss. With the afterglow of the kiss still with her as she felt Seth pull her closer, she felt herself begin to drift off to sleep as he did. Internally, she dozed off, her thoughts slowing as she relaxed. ‘You know what… I think I’m ok with this.’

In the days after, May still went back and forth emotionally. During some of the longer days while Seth was at work, she still grieved not being a real girl anymore, but by the time Seth got home each day she couldn’t have cared less. With time she felt her mind begin to shift, caring less about how’d she get out of this and more on enjoying being Seth’s doll, and for her there was plenty to enjoy. Every time Seth was even around her she felt herself slipping further, just wanting to be in his grasp, soon enough even forgetting her name. Internally, she knew ‘May’ was just a name Seth gave her when they met, back when she was still a flesh and blood girl, but soon enough it was all she could recall. ‘Jane?...Jackie? I’m pretty sure it had a J in it,’ she thought to herself, desperately trying to remember her old name to no avail.  After a while, she gave up, feeling her changes in her mind kick in. ‘Does it really matter? Owners choose their doll’s names, and my owner calls me May, so I’m May,’ she thought laughing to herself about the straightforwardness of her own answer. From then on the changes in her head only furthered. She was May, and Seth was “owner” a title she didn’t even notice she was referring to him as over time. Within a week, she stopped even worrying about turning back all together, just day dreaming about being played with. Within a month she couldn’t imagine a time when she wasn’t a doll. She was always just a doll though, wasn’t she? Either way she really couldn’t care; May couldn’t have been happier, content to just be a toy, and Seth was just as happy to have her.

Over the months, Seth found himself easing into his new ‘relationship’ as well. Waking up on that first morning beside her, he was still bewildered the whole thing was actually real. Sitting up, letting May fall from his grasp as he did, he was still in a hungover disbelief.  “Ok, so it wasn’t just a very real dream,” he spoke softly, looking down at her before running a finger playfully along her breasts. “A dream come true maybe,” he muttered with a laugh. For the first few days after then, he was still hesitant around her, trying to see her more like a guest than property. ‘She was still just a girl in there, right?’ he reminded himself, but as May eased into her new role, Seth found himself wanting to be her new owner too. He had never thought about owning a sex doll, the whole idea just seemed impractical to him, but now having May in front of him, having her all to himself, he opinion changed very quickly. May, in her silent beauty, was alluring, her appeal only heightened by the idea that she was his to do with what he pleased. By the end of the first week, he already started to give in, beginning to treat her as she was now; a doll.

Coming home after a few drinks with friends the following Saturday, he entered the apartment already having made up his mind. He was thinking about May the whole time while he was out, and by the time he returned home she was all he could think about, only further motivated by the few drinks he had. Stepping into his room, there she was, sitting in his desk chair where he had left her. Since then she had slumped over, her chest pressed up against her knees as her arms and gaze dangled downwards. Smirking to himself, he picked the girl up by her waist, her light weight form being moved easily by him. Sitting her on the foot of his bed, he looked her over. She was still one of the most beautiful girls he’d ever seen, ‘or dolls, rather’ he corrected himself. Her big eyes were looking to him now, her lips slightly parted as if an invitation to him. Ever since the night he rented her, he had only cuddled with the girl, trying his best to be respectful. Stepping up to her, he put his hands on her waist, looking over her. “You know May, I’ve been thinking. What kind of owner would I be if I didn’t play with my doll?” he said with a laugh, a slightly confident tone about him that was bolstered by a few drinks. “I have a feeling you’ve been waiting for this too.” May, though silent, was practically begging in excitement for him to fuck her already, waiting for him all week to finally make a move. Finally, he leaned in, kissing her deeply before bringing her onto the bed with him. Quick to strip her, he pulled her sweater over her head, her arms and hairs falling down from the pullover as he did. Seth did the same with her pants and lingerie; the naked doll stared up at the ceiling all the while. ‘Finally, take your doll already,’ May found herself thinking excitedly, feeling Seth drag her to him.

By the time they were done, they were both exhausted, even May. Sprawled out over his torso, the doll lay with her head pressed to his chest. May could hardly think straight; despite not being able to move a muscle, the passion of it all was amazing for her. Just being a helpless doll, being his doll, was enough to result in by far the best sex she’d ever had. Listening to his heart beat, she could feel herself drifting off to sleep again, Seth toying with her hair as he looked over May’s silicon form. “Best birthday gift ever,” he said softly, kissing the doll on the head before falling asleep himself.

From that night on, he considered May his, a fact May was more than happy about. Beyond having sex with her regularly, he started to take a liking to just relaxing with the doll around his apartment. Either carrying her to the couch to watch a movie or just leaning himself back against her or just using her chest as a pillow as he worked on his laptop, May became a nice little luxury for him. He even found himself enjoying knowing that she was more than just a sex doll, that there was an actual girl behind the seductive look she wore; something about it just gave the allure of owning her that much more appealing.

Despite this, Seth still felt a pang of pity for the girl once in a while. He still felt she was enjoying herself whenever he was around, but he never really liked leaving her sprawled out on the floor as he left for work in a rush some mornings, let alone needing to leave her in a heap in his closet when he had company over. ‘Just part of being a doll, I guess,’ he told himself, and truthfully May didn’t mind; by then she thought of herself as a doll and she wanted to be treated like one. Regardless, Seth stuck true to his promise; he’d try to find a way to turn her back. In those first weeks he found himself spending a few nights a week just searching online for something that could help her. Most all the time he found nothing, with most of his searches on the topic just resulting in fiction or images of girls being turned into dolls, nothing useful though. After a while, he found himself giving up, mostly because of the complete lack of progress, but in the back of his mind he may have not wanted to give May up. Despite all the work he put in, the only lead came from what he already had; the same bag he had brought May home in. He didn’t notice it at first, but as he threw the bag into his closet the a few days after that first night, he heard a soft ‘clang’ as it clipped the wall. Checking though the large duffle, he found a small vile, the same shape and size of the potion-filled necklace May had drank the night they had met. Attached to the end of it was a simple note in coarse, messy hand writing. “Give this to the doll if the first potion ever starts to wear off, -James.” Running his thumb over the vile, he looked over to May, still lying on his bed from the night before. ‘Maybe this isn’t too permanent after all.’

Despite that, nothing really came of it. The vial sat on the end of Seth’s desks, and despite the warning May remained a doll. Seth still checked online for leads once in a while, but more or less nothing turned up, and from then on owning May became just another part of Seth’s life. Over time he ended up buying a stand for her, just a simple something to put in his closet so he wouldn’t have to leave her left in the corner like some forgotten toy when he had to. Typically he left her posed on his bed, usually sitting up in a playful position with her legs dangling over the edge, or occasionally somewhere around his apartment in a seductive pose when he was feeling a bit adventurous.  Tonight was not one of those nights though; Seth had other plans.


By the time Seth walked into his apartment that night, the street lamps outside had already began to flicker on. Stepping in, he flipped on the lights of his apartment, headed straight for his bedroom as he did. Dropping his bag at the foot of his bed, he looked up, greeted by the sight of a grinning May on his bed beside the window. “Evening, cutie,” he joked to her, changing from his work clothes to a simple flannel and jeans in front of her. May giggled to herself internally; she always found it funny how unbashful he was around her these days. After throwing on the shirt, Seth walked up to the girl, grinning widely as he scooped up the doll around her waist, sitting her as to straddle him as he sat down in his desk chair. ‘Ha, aren’t you feeling frisky tonight, not even waiting to play with your doll,’ May thought cheerfully, loving the attention. Seth looked up to her, “So, I’ve got some news. Don’t be jealous, but I kinda have a date tonight.” He said playfully to the doll. All at once, May’s excitement turned to disappointment in a second. Seth had brought a girl or two home over the past few months, and truthfully May didn’t mind that part. May was a sex doll, not his girlfriend, that part she was ok with, but for her that meant spending a night on the stand instead of in her owner’s arms. Pouting slightly as Seth picked her up and brought her to the closet, Seth propped her up on her stand, May now staring forward as the stand’s arms propped her up. ‘Well this is going to be a boring night,’ May thought to herself disappointedly, but at once she felt her emotions stop short as Seth leaned in, kissing her passionately. Stepping back, he ran his hand through her curly hair. “Don’t be too jealous, ok? She’s just some girl, but you’re mine, I’m not about to give you up anytime soon.” With a quick wink to the doll, Seth backed out of the closet, closing the door behind him as he did. Still feeling the warmth from him, May stood there in the small room, still content with his words and a kiss.

Cleaning up his room in a rush, he checked his watch. ‘Ok, she should be here soon, I just need to get ready,’ he thought to himself, doing his best to make his room look like as least of a mess as possible. Inevitably, Seth still felt bad about leaving May in the closet to have a girl over like he was, but realistically it was just what he to do. Just because he owned May now didn’t mean he could shut himself out from that part of the world. Aside from his friends probably seeing that something was up, with him hardly talking to girls at the bar those first weeks of having May, Seth honestly enjoyed having a responsive partner once in a while to mix things up. That said, this was little more than a petty date; just a girl he met out drinking with some friends the weekend before. Still, she seemed sweet, and plenty attractive too. ‘Who knows, maybe May just might have some competition,’ he joked to himself. Still making the bed, he heard a knock at the door. Fixing the last corner of the bed, he stood up, exhaling gently. ‘Alright then, here we go.’

Walking to the door, he unlocked it, opening it wide for the girl behind it. There she was; Aly. She was tall for a girl, almost as tall as Seth. Her light blue eyes turned to him as he opened the door, previously gazing aimlessly to the left as she gripped at the dirty blonde hair that cascaded over shoulders. Her features were sharp, youthful; carrying with her a confident look all the way down to hair she positioned herself. Seeing him, she was quick to respond. “Hey, you,” she started, stepping through the door and hugging Seth adoringly. “Hi to you too,” Seth responded, hugging her back before inviting her in. As she walked in, she looked around the room briefly before falling backwards onto the couch. “Nice place you got here,” she said with a chuckle, Seth following her to the couch as she did. For a while the two just relaxed in the living room, catching up, reminiscing about the dumber moments of the last Saturday’s drinking. All the while it was clear Aly liked him, smiling brightly through most of the conversation with him, slowly inching her seat nearer to him on the couch as they talked. “Soooo…” she said, playfully letting herself fall back onto him, resting her head on his lap. “Wanna get comfortable and watch a movie?” she asked, and Seth was quick to agree. “Perfect, I’ll grab us some snacks. My laptops on my desk, flip something good on?” he said, running his hand along her back as he walked to the kitchen.

Aly listened, making her way to his room, dipping out of Seth’s sight as he walked into the kitchen. Grabbing two beers from the fridge, he threw some popcorn in the microwave, tapping his fingers in a quiet excitement for the girl he had waiting in the other room. From there, he could hear her rustling around, just getting comfortable on the bed from what he could hear. Smiling to himself, the microwave dinged off, Seth quickly collecting the popcorn before getting everything together and making his way to the bedroom. Pushing the the door open with his back, he turned around into the room, but as he did he stopped short, practically dropping the food at what he saw. There on the bed was Aly, sitting against the backboard with May leaning against her between her legs, wrapped in her arms. Glancing over to his closet, he could see it was wide open now, Aly now playfully hugging the doll around her waist. Seeing Seth walk in, Aly slid her hand down to the May’s crotch, gripping it slightly as she looked to him. “Hey, I got bored so I snooped around a bit. When were you going to tell me you were hiding this beauty from me?”

Mortified, Seth paused for a few moments, speechless before gingerly setting down the food on his desk, walking over to the girls on his bed. “Aly, I…I can explain that, she’s actually-“ Aly stopped him short, putting a finger on his lips. “She’s what?” she started, notably teasing him with what she had found. “All I see is that someone apparently just has very nice taste in toys,” she said playfully, kissing May’s neck from behind. Seth still stood there beside the bed, taken aback from how well she seemed to respond to May. Before he could speak up, Aly chimed in again. “I mean it’s a bit embarrassing, sure, but hell if I knew where you found this beauty I’d buy one too.” Seth was still in a bit of shock, not sure if he should explain May wasn’t just a doll. Quickly he decided against it. “She was a gift actually, a joke gift from some friends.. and I ended up keeping her.” At that Aly laughed. “A gift? Oh really? Well she’s a thing of beauty. But I’m sure you know more than enough about that,” she said, playfully squeezing the doll’s breast. All the while, May was loving this. She’d never thought about girls like that before but now that one was wrapped around her like this, was enjoying herself. ‘Maybe owner and her will both play with me,’ she thought to herself, giddy at the idea.

Seth felt himself ease up. Aly seemed to be getting a kick out of this, seemingly enjoying May all she wanted, nothing near the response he expected from the girl. Sitting on the bed, he looked to Aly, who was still smirking devilishly. “By the way, was this part of the ‘gift’ too?” she said, holding up something small in her hand. It was the potion bottle from his desk, note attached and everything. Instantly Seth tensed once more at the sight of it. ‘God dammit, how did she even see that?’ Aly lowered her arm, hugging May again. “Interesting little note,” she started coyly, “So is Dolly here going to be getting up and joining us sometime soon then? Or is she just not very talkative?” Aly was laughing at her own jokes now, puppeting May’s arm’s from behind to further the joke. “That…” All at once Seth sighed, seeing he couldn’t really talk his way out of this. “That is actually what turned May into a doll in the first place.”

Aly looked back at him, her grin only widening as she did. For a moment she didn’t say anything, looking over May before back to him. “So. What you’re saying is that this,” she started, tapping May’s back and letting her slump over in her seat, “Is what, an ex-girlfriend you decided to keep? And this little bottle turns people into dolls.” Seth looked back at her, understanding there was no way she’d believe him. “Well then Seth, you’ve got an interesting idea of roll-play, but I like it.” Aly said, her grin returning to her face. Before Seth even realized what she was doing, she had uncorked the bottle and downed the contents quickly, letting the tiny vial fall to the bed as she did. “Oh no, I’m turning into a doll, I hope no one has sex with me,” she said in a joking, sarcastic tone, playfully falling still, slumping on top of May as she did. Seth just looked at the girl shocked at what she unknowingly did. ‘Did she seriously just do that?’ For her she was still playing along, now mockingly imitating a sex doll. She pushed out her lips, forming an ‘o’ with her mouth, arching her arms at her elbows, all the while still giggling slightly. ‘Well…shit.’ Inching over to the girl on the bed, he moved May out of the way, letting her roll off the corner of the bed to the floor. Rolling Aly on her back, he looked over the girl, who was still pretending to be a doll. “Psst, this is the part where we have sex,” she whispered with a laugh, breaking character for a second before returning to her pose. To Seth, she seemed fine. From her head to her toes her skin was still the same, peachy tone as when she walked in. ‘Maybe it was intended for just May? She’ll be fine…probably…’ he thought with a sigh. Despite it all, he could feel himself pressing up against his pant leg. The girl in front of him was still incredibly hot, with her playful pose only acting as a further turn on for him. ‘I guess what happens happens,’ he thought reluctantly, not wanting to give up the opportunity.

With that, he leaned in and kissed her, her breaking character and quickly pulling him on top of her as he began. Quickly unbuttoning his shirt and pulling her off soon after, he ran his hands down her waist. Aly kissed at his neck playfully, speaking up as she did. “A bit nice to have your partner kissing back for once, isn’t it?” she said, glancing over to the sex doll on the floor. ‘I just hope you can keep kissing back after this,’ Seth thought with a laugh, still nervous at the thought of her ending up like May. ‘Would it really be the worst thing ever to add have another doll though?’ he thought in the back of his mind, but after a moment he decided it wasn’t worth thinking about right now, not with Aly underneath him right now. Pressing up against her, the two were quick to do the same with their pants. Along the girl’s legs reached two stripped red knee socks, going surprisingly well with the red lingerie he adorned over her body. Dropping her panties to her knees, Seth was just as quick to enter her, Aly gripping at the bed tightly in arousal. As he entered in deeper, Aly felt something at her feet, a tingling feeling that coursed through her, resonating in her sex. “Christ that feels good,” she let out, wrapping her arms around him and pulling him closer as she did. The sensation seemed to stretch up her legs, washing over her knees slowly as it pushed upwards.

Aly didn’t even notice as seams formed along her legs leading up to her ass, the skin below it turning to a soft, malleable silicon. As the changes hit her sex, shifting it from skin to silicon, her mind shot into orgasm, Seth trusting as she did. ‘Holy shit this guy’s good,’ she thought to herself, hardly able to move her lower half from the tingling she felt. The feeling continued to inch up, only intensifying as the two continued to push against each other. Seth didn’t even notice as the changes reached her chest, kissing it all the same as it’s texture turned soft with a slight sheen. Aly definitely did notice, her body shaking into another orgasm as it did. By not, she could hardly move. Her arms were still around him, resting her forearms on his back as they moved together, though it started to feel like Seth was doing most of the moving. Her head rested against a pillow, still adamantly kissing Seth as the changed reached her neck, winding down her arms as well. She felt her grip loosen, her arms falling limply to her side as Seth shook her with a thrust. The tingling was reaching a breaking point; Aly wasn’t sure how much more she could take. As the changes reached her face she came one last time, arching back as her jaw dropped in a moment of stillness. Her face was still now, locked in a lasting expression of orgasm as her transformation finished. ‘Dammit this is amazing, I actually feel like I envy that fuck toy on the floor having him all to herself for all this time,’ she thought, her mind struggling to even think straight as the euphoria seemed to stick with her. At that, Seth trusted one more time, kissing Aly’s still lips as he finished inside her, Aly following in suit.

Catching his breath, Seth hung over her, propping himself up while still inside of her. Looking down over her, he saw everything that had happened. Still half clad in lingerie and knee socks, below him was a high end sex doll, looking back up at him with a look of arousal in her eyes. At that, he laughed to himself. “I tried to warn you, sexy, but I’m not about to complain.” He said in a joking tone to the newly made doll below him. Pulling back from the kiss, he slid out of her, running his hand along her leg as he sat up. Looking down at Aly, still sprawled out on the bed, he chuckled again. “Looks like I’m going to need a new stand.”

After relaxing for a moment, Seth got up, cleaning up his new doll and himself before grabbing some fresh clothes for Aly. Lifting her arms above head, he draped a short lacy night gown over her. He had bought it for May, so it was definitely a bit tight as well as short on the notably taller doll, but Seth was sure she wouldn’t looking a little slutty considering what she was now. He decided to leave her without pants for now, her panties and socks acting as a cute little costume for the new toy. All a while, Aly’s mind was still a mess of the afterglow of the sex she just enjoyed and the confusion of what had happened to her. ‘Seth? Why can’t I talk, or move, or anything? Can you just…umm…maybe take another go at me?” Leaving his doll on the bed, he showered quickly, walking back out in just his boxers. There on his bed was Aly, sitting cross legged on the bed in a cute pose where he had left her. Inching onto the bed, Seth felt exhausted, scooping up Aly with one arm and pulling her under the covers with him. Instantly Aly’s mind resorted to that of stillness, lost in the comfort of the bear hug she found herself in now. “You know Aly, I wasn’t really looking for another doll or anything, but now that I have you, I might as well keep you” Seth whispered, Aly responding giddily internally. “Seth..Seth is owner now? That’s...perfect.” Aly was already feeling her mind shift to that of a doll’s, drifting off to sleep almost immediately.

The next morning, Seth woke up with a strong yawn, smiling slightly as he sat up in bed. “Well…last night was a thing,” he mumbled, looking at the mess around him in the room. Beside him was Aly, his newly made sex doll as he remembered, still a bit conflicted about having what happened to May happen again. ‘Looks like I really need to find a way to fix all this then,’ he thought, looking over the girl in his bed. Her mouth was closed now, grinning widely, but the look of arousal was still palpable on her face. Sitting her up, he left her propped up against the back wall of the bed, looking like a nothing more than a sex toy someone has dressed up. ‘A pretty one at that,’ he thought resisting the urge to use her as he ran his thumb along her lips. Smirking at the sight, he stepped out of bed, yawning before thinking to himself. “I think I left May on the floor. Oh well I guess, I’ll prop her up next to Aly in a bit.” Walking into the bathroom, he kicked shut the door, taking his time as he brushed his teeth. Stepping back out into the room, he stopped short. Glancing over to the bed, the doll he had just left there was gone. His eyes darting to the floor where May was dropped the night before, she was gone as well. Eyes shooting wide, he searched the room quickly, not seeing them anywhere. “What the hell is going on?” he thought, but all of the sudden he heard something: a sharp clang coming from the kitchen. Quick to step out of the bedroom, Seth practically sprinted to the kitchen, swinging through the door frame as he did. In front of the stove, May stood with a skillet in hand. Her skin was still silicon, her wrists and ankles still showing clear seams down their sides. Beside her, Aly sat on the counter, still with the unmoving face and stance of a doll, simply sat up where she sat. Flipping off the stove, May turned around, wearing an apron in front of her sweater and leggings. After sliding some eggs onto a plate, she looked up. Upon seeing Seth, she ran up, kissing him playfully on the cheek before hugging him. “Morning, owner! Guess who made breakfast?”

(more to come. probably, people seemed to like the first, so ill keep them coming)