(Sequel to A Doll's New Owner, Read that first)

As Seth sipped from the mug of coffee in his hand, he glanced out through the gentle yellow light of morning that was pouring through his living room window. Sitting on his couch, he listened to the relative silence of the space, more than anything simply trying to get his thoughts straight admits the quiet. The night before was an eventful one for him after all; a date with a girl he had just met, getting lucky with her, and then promptly watching as the same girl turned into a realistic sex doll below him during the act. It was a lot to process, a bit of a shock to say the least, but surprisingly enough, that was not what he was caught up on though. For him, it was nothing he hadn’t seen before. Instead what his mind was fixated on was the events of the morning after, just a few minutes before truly. Taking another swig from his coffee, he listened to the gentle footsteps coming towards him from the kitchen. After all, it’s not every day your sex doll gets up and makes breakfast for you.

Hearing the footsteps stop, Seth glanced over to the entrance way to the kitchen. There, standing in the door frame, was May, a slight smile cast over her softly featured face. Standing in the glow of the morning light, she looked almost unreal, her natural beauty only brought out by the lighting. ‘Well, natural may not be the right word,’ Seth thought to himself. After all, the girl he was now looking to was an artificial one, with slight seams running along her silicon skin, each going down her neck, arms, and legs. Though they were mainly covered by her red knit sweater and leggings, they were still visible in places, May seemingly not caring to cover them up. Beyond that, the doll almost looked real, Seth finding it hard to tell himself that she was simply an immobile sex doll he’d seen nudged off the bed the night before.

Before Seth could speak to the girl, she was already walking towards him, spinning slightly on the ball of her heel as she neared him, falling playfully backwards onto Seth’s lap. Seth throwing his arm around her instinctually to stop her from falling, May propped herself up on his lap before leaning in and kissing him deeply. “Feels nice for me to be able to kiss you back for once, isn’t it Owner?” May said to him contently as she relaxed her head on his shoulder. Seth, at hearing her call him owner out loud, almost found himself blushing at the unfamiliar title. Admittedly, it was pretty nice, the touch of May’s soft lips lingering as he felt her weight spread across him, resting his arm hesitantly on her side. Unsurprisingly, as he touched her, he could still feel the gentle give of silicon underneath the doll’s sweater. Hopping back up right in his lap, May looked to him, still smiling brightly. “Did you enjoy the breakfast I made you?” she asked calmly, waiting patiently for a response. In actuality, Seth hadn’t touched the food, the plate of scrambled eggs still sitting untouched on the living room table. Finally finding his words, he spoke back to the doll on his lap. “Yeah, it was great May, but how…how did you even make it?” he asked, a familiar sense of confusion surrounding his mind. May bit her lip, her gaze looking up slightly as if to think for a few seconds. “Well, first I found the pan on the stove, and then I got some eggs, and then-“ May began with a playful tone in her voice, Seth stopping her by gently placing a finger over her lips. “No, May, you know what I mean. How are you like this right now? I mean up and moving… you’ve been nothing but a doll for months.” Seth spoke surprisingly calmly, at any rate just trying to figure out how this had happened. Thinking for another moment, a look of confusion washed over May’s face. The thought hadn’t even occurred to her yet. “Well I still am a doll; I’m your doll!” she started in the same happy tone, moving closer to Seth as she did. “As for me moving,” she spoke, watching herself move her fingers that she was resting on Seth’s lap, “I just felt like making you some breakfast this morning, so I got up and did. I just wanted to be a good dolly and do something nice for you.” Content with her answer, she returned her head to Seth’s chest, resting it here as she relaxed in her owners grasp.

‘So she really knows as little as I do then,’ Seth thought to himself, running a hand through his now living doll’s curly black hair. ‘Is this her starting to turn back to normal? Is that ‘permanent’ potion they gave her really starting to wear off? Or is this something else.’ Seth’s mind was racked for answers, his mind groggily rotating from question to question as he felt himself become anxious at the uncertainty of it all. As he did, he felt May nestle her nose up to his neck, feeling himself relax slightly as she did. ‘Well at least I was right about one thing, May did like being my doll.’ Looking over the girl, he could feel her lightweight form shift in his lap, her slowly getting more comfortable as she wrapped her arm around him delicately. She definitely seemed affectionate towards him, and she even went as far as calling him owner, so Seth felt himself untense knowing she enjoyed him as much as he enjoyed her. The minor edge of guilt he had felt for keeping her so long eased away, but in the back of his mind something still didn’t feel at rest.

“Hey May, you know you’re not just a doll, right? I mean not really, anyway.” At that, May sat up again, half straddling her owner as her face took on a confused look. Cocking her head slightly to the side, her bright eyes locked on his as she began to speak. “What are you talking about? Of course I am! I’ve been yours for months, how could I not be a doll.” Her voice was self-assured, almost amused by the seemingly ridiculous claim. May, despite being up and moving on her own, was still a doll at heart, carrying with her the mindset she had taken on for the past months of her life. She still couldn’t even recall a time where she wasn’t a doll, most of her long passed memories little more than half remembered dreams in the back of her mind. As far as she knew, she was Seth’s doll, and she loved it.

After talking to May a bit longer, Seth was surprised to learn how much her time as a doll had affected her. Aside from not even remembering her original name, her earliest clear memory seemed to be Seth meeting her at ‘The Doll Shoppe,’ though she didn’t seem to remember how she was flesh and blood when they first met. Instead she remembered a version of the story where Seth had found her as a doll in a backroom of the place and decided to buy her. When Seth asked her about what she could remember from before then, she quite honestly seemed she couldn’t, unconcerned about her time not owned by Seth. As he sat there, Seth was dumbfounded, unsure of how to get her to remember. “Well how do you think you’re alive now? How you just got up and could talk all of a sudden?” May seemed indifferent to the question, shrugging it off as a normal happening. “So I could be a better doll for you of course!” she started in response, the girl’s face taking on the same aroused look she had adorned for months as his doll. “I mean imagine how much fun you can have with your plaything now,” she said in a seductive tone, inching herself closer to Seth on his lap.

Admittedly, Seth felt himself tighten in his pants, the idea of May still wanting to be played with and what he could do with her now acting as a strong turn on. After a few seconds though, he shook it off, still trying to get through to her. “But May, you need to remember something from when you were real. I mean I can’t just keep you like this, you’re not just a doll anymore, I mean look at you!” Seth said to her with some concern in his voice, still a bit caught off guard by how fully the girl had accepted her role. May opened her mouth to speak, but she stopped herself, looking almost hurt at his words. Slumping her shoulders, she shifted off of Seth’s lap, sitting beside him on the couch with a defeated look about her. “So…you don’t want your doll anymore?” She asked him sadly, pushing a strand of hair behind her ear. Seth didn’t know what to say, hesitating for a few moments before May spoke up again. “I guess if you really wanted to you could sell me online or something... I don’t really want to be anyone else’s doll, but if you’re not going to keep me I don’t want to end up as trash either.” Her words were solemn, but before she could look up to hear his response, Seth pulled her into a hug. Lifting her chin to see her evidently sad eyes, he kissed her deeply before hugging her close again. “You’re not going anywhere, ok? You’re my doll, and I’m not about to just toss you away,” Seth found himself saying, unsure what else to do to assure the girl she was going to be alright. With a sad smile, May hugged him back, as captivated as always from the warmth she felt her owner give off.

From there, Seth assured her not to worry, bringing her to his bed room before telling her to relax for a while. Kissing the doll on the forehead, he left her on his bed as he had done dozens of times before, picking up the untouched plate of food and walking to the kitchen. Quick to slide the food into the trash and dropping the plate on the counter, Seth’s eyes moved upwards to see something he’d almost forgotten about. “Aly,” he mumbled to himself. Still sitting on the counter where May had left her was the silicon girl, still dressed in nothing but a tight, almost see-through nighty and knee socks from the night before. She was balanced on the edge of the counter, her legs dangling off the side as she looked aimlessly up and away from Seth, unmoving since May had propped her up there. Stepping up to the girl, he rested his hands on her waist, looking over the doll with a mix of emotions in his eyes. “Sorry about last night, I know all this must be…bizarre,” he started, half expecting the doll to respond after seeing what happened to May. Instead, Aly just sat there, silently enjoying the warmth of Seth’s touch on her sides. “You remember you’re not just a doll, right?” Seth spoke again, a vaguely optimistic tone carried in his voice. ‘Well that’s a silly question, of course I am!’ Aly thought to herself with an internal giggle.

In reality, Alyssa had never been the strongest willed. Even after just one night as Seth’s toy, she found herself lost in it all already. Between the change happening mid-sex, to her quickly developing a lust for the euphoria she felt during, and even the deep comfort she found herself in as Seth treated her like a teddy bear that night, her mind as already whole-heartedly accepted wanting to be a doll, a role she didn’t once feel like resisting or pushing off. Instead, the doll on the counter was already thinking like just that; a sex doll, happy to be part of Seth’s collection and eager to have him inside her again. Feeling Seth pick her up from the counter, Aly was silently ecstatic, her limbs dangling below her as he help her lightweight form at eye level with him. Seeing him smirk at her, he couldn’t help but want to smile herself a bit. Placing her under his arm and carrying her down the hall, Aly’s mind was riled up with excitement as her head bobbed slightly with each step Seth took. ‘I’m going to be played with again so soon? This is the best!’

With Aly tucked in his grasp between his side and his arm, Seth stepped into his room, looking around briefly before spotting May. She was in bed, seemingly asleep as she was curled up under his covers. Smiling slightly as the sight, he glanced down to the toy in his arms, lifting up the sheets slightly and sliding Aly in with her as well. May, though asleep, was quick to pull Aly into a bear hug, dozing back off with the doll pulled tightly to her chest. Aly was a bit disappointed she wasn’t going to be used again, but as she felt May run her hands across her as she spooned her, she found herself relaxed all the same. Looking down at the girls in his bed, Seth sighed slightly as he made his way to his doorframe. “What am I going to do with you two,” he mumbled to himself, stepping out into his living room before making his way out the door.

After getting into his car, Seth drove off, unsure of what he could even do now. ‘I can’t just keep her, can I? I mean she’s moving, talking, she’s not just my doll anymore…” Seth thought to himself, almost paying more attention to his thoughts than the road.  Deep down he did want to keep her; having the girl as his own over the past months had been amazing; Her cute demeanor, her soft touch, the gentle look she always had to have about her. She was his doll, but now that she was moving on her own again it almost seemed unfair, even wrong to keep her like that. Tightening his grip on the steering wheel, he sighed, looking out to the road in front of him. He didn’t know what he could do now either. Talking to her didn’t seem to do a thing, May convinced that she had always just been his toy. Feeling lost, Seth could only really think of one thing to do, one place that may be able to shed some light on the situation. Pulling up to a familiar lot, Seth got out of the car, stepping towards a building he had been trying to avoid for some time now: The Doll Shoppe.

For the longest time, Seth had stayed away from looking for ways to help May from this place. After all, it was how she ended up as a doll in the first place; he wasn’t really expecting help from the guy who wanted her that way to begin with. Stepping into the strip club, the darkened atmosphere of the club was the same despite it being almost the middle of the day. The neon haze of building cast the whole place in an unreal glow, with much of the place laid out almost exactly how it had been when he had first visited months ago. Letting his eyes adjust for a moment, he began to scan the club. The place was empty, with only the occasional barely-dressed girl walking by as Seth walked up to the bar. There behind the counter was the same man who had given him May, rummaging through a cabinet below the bar. Hearing someone walk up, he lifted his head up, smiling devilishly upon seeing Seth. “Well well, I knew you’d be back! Acquired a bit of a taste for the dolls, haven’t you?” He said, chuckling to himself as he stood up from behind the counter, his towering form even seemingly taller as he sat down at the bar. Before Seth could even respond, a girl wrapped her arms over his shoulders and around him, feeling her chest rest on top of his back. Looking back at her, Seth saw the girl had very shortly cut, blue-dyed hair, with equally blue big eyes now looking to Seth with a certain seductiveness to them. Looking over the girl, she was dressed in a tight crop-top, with a pair of lacey booty-shorts below it. “You look fun, you want a new dolly to play around with?” she said in a playful tone, moving within inches of his ear as she spoke. Shortly after she got up, making her way to the same back room he had met May in as she dangled a small potion vial from a chain in her hands. Glancing back to him, she beckoned him to follow before dipping out of sight.

“I’ll cut you a deal on her if you want. Hell if you want I could rent you her for a week, she makes an even better fuck-toy than a seductress, trust me. I’m sure she’d look very cute in a pile with that other piece of plastic I sold ya way back when,” the bartender started again. The proposition was fairly alluring; if he wasn’t dealing with enough dolls already, he may have even taken him up on the offer. For now, he shook it off, getting back to what he had come here for. “No, umm, I actually came here for another reason. You know that, well, “doll” you sold me?” Seth started, a bit nervous as he spoke. The bartender nodded in agreement, an inquisitive look on his face as if to question where Seth was going with this. “Well, I think whatever you gave her is starting to wear off.”

Explaining the full story to him, Seth tried his best not to leave anything out. Admittedly, he steered clear of how he ended up using the second potion on Aly, instead opting to say the bottle broke when he found it. Listening to the story all the way through, the bartender sighed. “So you’re saying the doll is walking and talking like goddamn Pinocchio then, eh?” Seth nodded, not sure of what else to say. The bartender crossed his arms, shrugging off the claim as if it was nothing he hadn’t seen before. “Alright then, come with me.”
Stepping out from behind the counter, the man began walking to the backroom where the blue haired girl was waiting. Seth followed behind him, stepping through the entranceway of the room. There, the girl was sitting on the bed, looking up to Seth as she playfully dangled the vial from one finger. Instead of stopping, the bartender kept walking, instead making his way through the room to a door along the back wall. Unlocking the door, he stepped in, Seth still following right behind. It was a storage closet, a fairly spacious one filled with containers of the potion vials he’d seen everyone from May to the girl outside hold and use. Each container had time periods sloppily written on them with sharpie, with tags like ‘2 hours’ to ‘1 week’ to ‘1 year,’ each with varying strength of how long they lasted. In the corner of the room sat a sex doll; a smaller, innocent looking Indian girl with wavy black hair sitting completely nude, her arms and legs spread out around her. On her chest was a post-it note with “To be sold” written boldly across the front. Glancing around the room, the bartender’s eyes jumped from container to container, seemingly not finding what he was looking for. Eventually, he picked up the sex doll on the floor, haphazardly tossing it to Seth as he said “Hold this,” in a blunt tone. Catching the girl, Seth felt her silicon form his hands, looking over the naked doll as the bartender continued to search behind where she was sitting. “By the way, if you’re looking for another doll I’ve been trying to get rid of this one for a month now. She hasn’t even seen any action, the ditz just grabbed the wrong vial when I sent her back here. She’s going to be like that for a bit longer than the two hour session she was supposed to do.” Once again Seth had to think it over for a second before remembering he had too many dolls already. Granted, that didn’t stop him from feeling the doll up a bit, running his hand along the sex doll’s ass as he propped her up against him with one arm. “Maybe when this is all sorted out,” Seth responded, almost reconsidering with the girl’s beautifully featured face so close to him.

A second later, Seth felt the girl pulled from his arms, the bartender lifting her up with ease by her hair, dropping her back in a pile in the store room before flipping off the light and closing the door, Seth stepping out with him. “Here,” he said, placing something relatively small in his hand. While half expecting another potion, Seth looked to his hand to find a small, wooden marionette control without strings attached. Returning to the bar, the man looked back to Seth. “That there was made up by the same guy we pay to make the potions for us. It’s a failsafe of sorts; pretty much if you’re holding this in your hand and you command one of those fuck toys to do something, they’ll do it. It’s something to do with it being the same magic that’s in the potions. I don’t know how any of this shit works but I use one of those to make that ditz of a doll in the backroom get up and sweep the place at the end of the day.” Seth still seemed a bit confused, looking to the bartender for answers. “So what if I can control May, that’s not the issue here. I need a way to turn her back, not puppet her around as my servant.” The man just laughed, “Buddy, she’s not turning back. When I say I gave her a permanent potion I meant it. That girl is a doll now, and she’s staying that way. Whatever happened to her is bizarre but all that makes her is a living fuck toy instead of a regular one. With that though,” he said, motioning to the control in his hand, “you can tell her to stop moving, and she’ll listen. Bam, she’s back to being a pretty piece of decoration for your room.”

Unsure of what to say, Seth thanked him for the help. “Just be sure to come back sometime! The offer stands for the brown beaut in the backroom!” the bartender shouted as Seth made his way out. Putting the puppet control onto his dashboard, he started the drive home, almost as conflicted as he was before. He wasn’t sure what he expected to find from that place, but it certainly wasn’t that. “At least I learned something, May isn’t really turning back. She’s still just a doll.” Seth mumbled to himself as he drove, unsure if that even helped at all, let alone of what to do now.

Returning home, Seth parked his car before making his way back up to his apartment. With the wooden control in his pocket, he stepped through the door, fairly surprised at what he saw. The whole apartment was thoroughly cleaned; everything from the lay out of the living room to the relative mess that was his kitchen was cleaner than he had seen it in a good while. The only thing left out was a small piece of paper placed between the living room and the hall. Dropping off his coat on the couch, he kneeled over to pick up the note, quietly reading the girlish handwriting to himself. “I wanted to help some more, so I cleaned up the apartment a bit! I even put your toys away for you! –May”. ‘Guess May cleaned the place while I was gone. First the cooking and now this, I’m going to have to get that girl a maid’s uniform,’ he thought with a smirk, trying to be light on a topic he still wasn’t sure he was comfortable with. Opening his door, the two dolls were still in bed, though not how he had left them. Instead, the two were propped up on his backboard, each leaning against each other still as can be. May had on her typical dollish demeanor, a slight smirk with a look of arousal as she looked out to the back wall of Seth’s room. Even as Seth entered, she didn’t move at all, staying just as still as Aly.

“May?” Seth asked confused, surprised to see the doll immobile once again. Inching onto the bed himself, he sat in front of the two for a second before spotting another letter; a small piece of paper that rested on their laps between the two of them. On the letter were three simple words: ‘Play with us.’ Reading the note, Seth smiled slightly, looking to May’s bright eyes. “This really is what you want then?” he said to May, the light in her eyes seeming to yell “Of course” despite her silence. Fishing the control out of his pocket, he glanced down to it. Thinking about what the man had said, he knew he could return things to relative normal, putting May back as his unmoving plaything, but after a passing moment he decided against it. ‘You know what? I think having a living doll might just be fun after all.’ He thought to himself, making up his mind as he dropped the control on the bed beside him. Smiling to himself, he took May by the waist, pulling her up to him. “Who would ever give a doll like you up anyway?” Kissing her deeply, a smile shot across the sex doll’s face as she kissed him back, May springing to life as she did. “I’m glad you finally remembered what I am,” she said seductively, grinning at Seth’s new found acceptance. “Now, are you going to treat me like your plaything or not?”

That was all the invitation Seth needed. Within seconds he was pulling off the doll’s clothes, May doing the same to his as the two dipped in between kissing and stripping. With Seth falling onto his back, he brought May with him, who was quick to position herself on top of him. Looking over her, Seth couldn’t help but feel caught off guard by the girl’s beautiful figure and chest, which now was showcased infront of his face. Despite having been with the doll countless times over the months that he owned her, this was a new experience, May seemingly eager to do most of the work as she kissed along his chest. Moving her way down, she dipped out of where Seth could see, but before he could even look up he felt a pair of lips wrap around him. As he tilted his head up, he almost laughed at what he saw. In front of him May was puppeting Aly, gripping her gently by the hair as she slid Aly’s now ‘o’ shaped mouth onto Seth’s shaft, bobbing her motionless form up and down as she did. Laughing back slightly, she lifted her off and placed her to the side, sliding back on top of Seth as she did. “Sorry, just didn’t want to leave her out, she’s your doll too,” May said with a giggle. With that, she positioned her sex above his, sliding him into her gently before Seth could even respond. From there, the two were pushing up against each other for what felt like an hour, each of them caught up in the passion of it all. May used her new found mobility the best she could, doing everything from just running her silicon hands along his chest to thoroughly blowing him, with a lot more articulation that the “sliding in and out of her mouth” that Seth was used to. Pulling May up onto him once more, Seth found himself using Aly as a back support, May bobbing up and down on his lap as he did.

By the time they had finished, Seth was exhausted, the two using Aly as a pillow as they recovered from the heat of it all. May found herself sprawled over Seth, a content smile over her face as she playfully ran her hand through Aly’s hair. Resting her head on his chest, she pulled him tighter, sighing contently as she did. “I’m glad you decided to keep me, owner,” she said, Seth kissing her forehead as she did. After everything, Seth was just as content. Any worry over him keeping her was practically gone, or at least covered by the post-coital bliss he felt after everything. May, despite his best efforts, still just wanted to be his doll, and that alone was enough to make him want to keep her. That said, feeling her move with him while still being his doll was admittedly an amazing experience. Feeling her soft silicon form touch him, squeeze around him as he entered her, was only further reasoning for Seth to keep the girl as long as he could. Sighing, he looked over the silicon beauty he had below him before closing his eyes in relaxation. ‘If she’s stuck like this, I’m just glad she’s stuck like this with me.’

Epilogue
In the months following that day, Seth found himself needing to adjust to his new living doll surprisingly little. Despite being able to get up and move on her own, Seth usually found the toy acting like just that: a toy. On most days coming home from work, he’d find her as still as ever, sitting on his bed in some pose waiting for her owner to return. Usually upon seeing him she’d spring to life, greeting him with a kiss and small talk, but on other days she just stayed a regular doll on the bed, waiting instead for him to come to her. Despite being able to move on her own, May still found herself loving giving up control for times, letting Seth instead move her around like he used to. Regardless of her inactivity, Seth could always see May’s handiwork around the house, the apartment consistently being much cleaner than he left it. Even more so, May was always more active when she wanted some attention or to be played with. Seth could easily tell when the girl was feeling more frisky than usual, May typically dressing herself up in something seductive, or in nothing at all, and positioning herself somewhere around the apartment just like Seth used to pose her. For him, May was the perfect doll.

Beyond that, May seemed to form an interesting relationship with Aly. For a while Seth half expected May to not like Aly, possibly seeing her as competition, but instead she seemed to take on a certain fondness for her, regularly entertaining herself with the immobile doll. A few times Seth would find May dressing Aly up, typically putting her in an array of Seth’s clothes, giving the doll a tom-boyish appearance before stripping her and dressing her up in something else. Likewise, when May was up and moving, she typically dragged Aly wherever she went, treating the girl like a child’s favorite toy who she carried around in a bear hug around the apartment. They seemed close, as close as May could be with an unresponsive doll, but given Seth’s past relationship with May, he could understand.

What Seth didn’t predict was some of the other ways he found May playing with Aly. Seth was just entering the apartment as he heard May speak from inside his room. “Ok, now kneel.” Peeking into the room, he could see May holding the marionette controller in hand, speaking to Aly as she did. With a smirk on her face, May continued, unaware of Seth’s presence. “Now, dolly. Strip.” At that, Aly did something Seth hadn’t seen her do in a long time; she moved. Slowly, the doll took off her clothes as she sat on the bed, looking to May for instruction as she did. May, seemingly enjoying the show, moved onto the bed herself. Aly was now nude and immobile again as May inched up to her, reaching out and feeling the sex doll’s breasts. “Ok, now kiss me.” At that, Aly obeyed, kissing May without a word before May eagerly returned the act. Stepping into the room with a smirk on his face Seth didn’t even have to say anything before May spotted him, the doll practically jumping in surprise upon seeing him. “Owner! I was, um, just getting her ready for you!” she said, notably embarrassed, letting Aly fall lifelessly to her side on the bed. Seth just laughed lightly before speaking up. “No, that’s fine. Very cute of you! Creative too, I didn’t think to use that thing on Aly,” he said, motioning to the control in her hand. Smirking to himself, Seth thought of an idea, moving behind May. Hugging her from behind, he gently moved the control out of her hands before lifting it up. “Now both of you, have some fun with each other,” he said with a smirk. After a second, Aly blinked, sitting up again before smiling seductively and turning May’s chin towards herself, kissing her deeply with her own passion as well. For a while, Seth let the two dolls enjoy each other before joining in, something both seemed very happy for.

With time, living with May and Aly became normal, Seth’s same passion for owning the two of them only seeming to grow with time. With time, a year had passed since he had first gotten May. The time seemed to have flown by, but before Seth knew it, it was his birthday again. Walking happily into his apartment with a large black duffle bag over his back, he was greeted by May, who practically jumped into his arms upon him walking through the door. Kissing her lightly, he carried the doll to his room where Aly was sitting on the bed still. Setting May down next to her, Seth spoke up. “So, this was probably a poor idea, but I got you a one year anniversary gift of sorts.” May sat in excitement as Seth dropped the duffle bag on the bed beside them, unzipping it quickly before May reached into the bag. In the girl’s arms was the Indian girl, the sex doll from the back room of the Doll Shoppe “She needed to get bought or she’d just be sitting in that closet all alone, and I got a really good deal on her, and-“ Seth stopped short as he saw May’s lips curve into a smile. Hugging the doll closely, she cooed happily. “She’s adorable Seth, I love her!” Dropping the doll lifelessly to the bed, May got up and kissed him. After holding her close for a few seconds, May backed away for a moment, still smiling. “Ready for your gift then?” she asked seductively, lifting something upwards in her hand. It was the marionette control. As she lifted it, both Aly and the new doll got up, awaiting instruction. “Alright, let’s have some fun then.”