It’s always hard to find someone with similar kinks to you. Brian had been dating for years, often finding himself in less than perfect relationships, but for the first time in a while he had found himself a girl who he just seemed to ‘click’ with, intimately and otherwise. Haley, a taller straight-haired brunette, started as just another girl, sitting there at the end of the bar as he looked to her with a mixture of intrigue and attraction from his corner table. It didn’t take long for his friends to notice his gawking, quick to joke with him and assure that he should go talk to her. Though reluctant at first, he followed their advice, carried by motivation only several beers and a pretty girl can supply, and soon he found himself taking the seat next to her. Sitting there at the bar, Brian found himself racking his mind for how to start to talk to her for a few moments, shifting his gaze around the room as he tried to think of something better than some cheesy pick-up line. Mid-thought though, he felt a tap on his shoulder. Looking to his right, the girl was staring right at him, smiling slightly as she got his attention. “Hey, can I buy you a drink?” she asked playfully, an offer Brian quickly accepted. It seemed the attraction wasn’t one sided. Over what was to become several drinks, the two seemed to hit it off immediately. Brian found himself surprised with how much he seemed to have in common with this girl, and even more so when he heard her ask “Sooo do you want to get out of here?”
That first night together for the two of them was the first of many. Soon enough, things evolved from the simple mutual attraction between the two into an actual relationship, the pair going on dates everywhere from the movies to bars to just spending the night at Brian’s apartment. Days turned to weeks, and as time began to pass, the intimacy did not, with the two of them learning just how closely their tastes lined up. Beyond getting along closely and sharing a deep attraction, it seemed to Brian that her kinks lined up perfectly with his own. From little quirks in bed to more intimate tastes, he consistently found himself pleasantly surprised at how in sync the two were, each of them taking full advantage of these shared desires during their nights together. Despite all this though, Brian didn’t expect one of his new girlfriends more secretive passions: dolls.
He first learned of this “interest” of hers on his first visit to her apartment. The two had frequented his flat after their dates, but after the month or so that they had been dating, he had never been inside hers. Eventually though, Haley seemed to feel comfortable enough to invite him in, apparently excited to show off what she had tucked away in her room. Stepping in for the first time, Brian couldn’t help but feel a bit surprised with what he saw. There, her desk and shelves were lined with dolls of all sorts, with a number of other stuffed animals and plush toys resting in the corner of the room. What really caught his attention though were two life-sized sex dolls that rested on the bed, each a piece of still, feminine beauty, propped up against a small mountain of pillows. Haley, seeing how the surprise in his eyes gave way to arousal, was eager to get him acquainted with the dolls, practically dragging him onto the bed, quick to undo his pants and coerce him to play with both the dolls and herself. By the end of it, Haley laid exhausted on his chest, the dolls either scattered along the length of the bed or being used as a pillow by Brian. Kissing his girlfriend on the head, he rested his hand on her waste, looking to the doll behind him. “I think I could get used to these girls of yours.”
Though he’d never fully admit it, Haley wasn’t alone in the passion she had for her toys. Amongst a number of smaller fetishes Brian had acquired over the years, dolls and sex dolls were by far his most hidden kink. It wasn’t that it was too outlandish as far as some go, but in reality he saw no reason to bring it up with his lovers, let alone anyone else, in the past. He had hinted at an interest to some at times, but struggling to explain it without sounding weird or overly perturbed, it remained an interest he decided best kept to himself. Now though, he found himself laying in bed, propped up against one doll and another at his feet, his girlfriend resting contently on his chest, consistently checking to see if this was just a pleasant dream of his. As he began to nod off, feeling the gentle breathing of Haley on his chest, he couldn’t help but smile. ‘I’m going to have to start spending more time over her place.’
In no time, just that began to happen. Instead of their typical rendezvous at Brian’s apartment, he now found himself frequenting Haley’s place constantly, soon becoming well acquainted with Haley’s collection. The first of the two dolls was Priya, a smaller Indian girl with a light brown sheen to her silicon skin. Even at first glance, Priya didn’t seem like your run of the mill sex doll. Instead of the lustful, exaggerated appearance of most silicon dolls, Priya almost seemed innocent, a sweet smile typically hanging on the end of her slightly parted lips. Typically, the doll sat patiently, her shoulder length black hair typically partially covering her big brown eyes, apparently eager for someone to play with her. Though she wasn’t blown out of proportion, her curves were still prominently alluring, showing off her figure all too well in the loose knit sweaters Haley always seemed to dress her in. Combined with the realism of the dolls soft features and the slight content spark Brian saw behind her still gaze, she almost seemed like one of Haley’s friends had walked in and was just pretending to be a doll.
The second doll of Haley’s wasn’t exactly your typical sex doll either, but in her case it was much more apparent. Emma, or “pet” as he heard Haley often refer to her as in a seductive tone, was a plush sex doll, trading the typical silicon mold for cloth and cotton. Her uniqueness didn’t stop there though; Emma was a fox, literally. The doll was an anthro fox-girl, with a series of defining features declaring her as such. All over her body was a short soft orange fur, not unlike something you would find on a stuffed animal. At her hands and feet, her appendages took on the appearance of small paws, with a long slender fox tail hanging from just above her butt as well. Additionally, she had two pointed fox ears coming through the reddish-blonde hair atop the doll’s head, her face having a small feminine muzzle of a fox as well. Though reminiscing of any old stuffed toy, it was apparent that Emma was for more than just cuddling and decorating your bed. Through the sundress Brian typically saw her in, her plush chest and hips made her radiate arousal, her open mouth and playful expression acting as further invitation to play with her. If that didn’t make it evident enough, as the doll lay with her limbs limply where ever she was tossed, it wasn’t uncommon for her sex to be evident under the folds of her sundress. Though Brian didn’t typically find himself attracted to anthro girls, something about Emma’s vixen features only made her appear more toyishly cute, making her a perfect plush plaything for his fetish and acting as a nice alternative to her realistically dolled friend Priya beside her.
Just like Priya though, Emma had a similar spark of livelihood behind her dollish, aimless gaze. As he and Haley used them together more frequently, it almost seemed like they were reacting to him; slight gasps as Haley squeezed at Priya’s breasts, feeling Emma gently wrap her lips around his shaft as he entered her mouth, both of them almost moving in sync with him and Haley as they went at it in bed. Familiarizing himself with the rest of Haley’s collection around her room over time, he found himself recognizing the same feeling with a few of the toys around the room, though the majority of them just felt like regular old dolls or stuffed animals to him. “They’re just toys,” he reminded himself in a joking, dismissive tone, talking to himself as he rested on Haley’s bed one night, listening to the flow of water as she showered in the next room over. Alone in the room, Brian glanced around before looking to the dolls beside him on the bed. Taking Emma by one arm, he pulled her onto him, her stuffed chest against his, her head resting on his neck. Firmly, he propped her up slightly, her lightweight form easily moved by him, positioning her to look him in the eye. With their faces only inches apart, he ran his hands along her soft naked form, teasing her breasts as he felt his member rise and press up against her. Still lighthearted, he spoke quietly into the doll’s ear. “Now Emma, you’d tell me if you a real girl, wouldn’t you?” he joked, teasing her sex with his own. “If you speak up, I’ll take you right now, and you won’t even need to share me with your owner. Just give me a kiss, won’t you? Wag that little tail of yours.” He said, running the fur of her tail through his hands. After a second of waiting, Brian laughed, resting back on the bed as he let Emma fall limply down on top of Priya. “Yeah, that’s what I thought,” he said, a pang of disappointment in his voice, though out of the corner of his eye, he could have sworn he saw Emma bite her lip.
Soon enough, that night became one of many for the two of them, though despite their flowering sex life they did spend some time outside of the bedroom. As the weeks continued on, things progressed admittedly faster than he had anticipated, but despite it he loved every second of it. As they did, they’re relationship seemed to evolve again, Haley and him feeling genuinely, perfectly close to each other. In what felt like no time at all, Haley decided to move into his apartment. After all, the two of them lived alone respectively, and at the frequency at which the spent the night over one in each other’s beds, it seemed dumb not to just share one for good. In just a few days after the decision, Brian found himself packing up Haley’s stuff in her apartment, moving furniture out to the car as Haley did the same. Walking back into her apartment, the place was half empty, kneeling as he began to pack a number of Haley’s dolls into moving boxes. “Don’t suppose we should just put these two in the back seat, should we?” he heard Haley speak from behind her, turning to look at her. There, she stood with Priya over her shoulder and Emma under one arm, smiling coyly. Laughing at the spectacle, he motioned to a number of boxes in the corner. “I think my neighbors might have a few questions if we come home with a fox girl and a fuck toy over my shoulders. Don’t you have the boxes you ordered them in?” he asked, taping another box shut before walking to the car. “Yeah…because I ordered these two, definitely didn’t make them myself,” she whispered to the dolls as Brian was out of earshot, nudging Priya playfully as she did. Taking one of the larger cardboard boxes, she laid Priya on her back gently, dropping Emma down on top of her before posing her slightly as to straddle her. “Sorry girls, moving day sucks for everyone, but it’s probably a little worse when you’re property.” With a wink, she closed the box, taking out a wand from her boot and tapping the surface of the cardboard. In a second, the box taped itself shut, Haley quickly doing the same to the rest of the unclosed boxes before Brian returned. Walking back into the room, Brian looked around, taking the box with Emma and Priya in it in both arms as he looked to Haley. “Wow, you work fast, don’t you?” he said, looking to the completed boxes. With a smirk, she kissed him on the cheek before taking another box herself. “What can I say? I’m just eager to move in with my dream guy.”
-Two days later-
“You’re leaving already? You just got here,” Brian teased playfully, running his hand along Haley’s back as she walked by him. Surrounding the two of them, there were still boxes everywhere, Haley only half unpacked from the move into the apartment. “It’s just for the weekend, don’t be dramatic about it,” she joked back, stepping over a box as she gathered her things near the door. It was the birthday of one of Haley’s friends in the next town over, so along with a few others she was headed her way to help her celebrate accordingly. Following her to the door, Brian continued. “So you’re leaving me all alone then? Where’s the fun in that?” Haley only rolled her eyes at his teasing and kissed him deeply before reaching for the doorknob behind her. “I live here now, remember? I’m sure you’ll be seeing enough of me in the future. Besides, you’re not gonna be alone, are you?” Looking to her inquisitively, he wasn’t sure what she meant. Seductively running a finger down his chest, she gave him one more kiss goodbye before stepping out the door backwards with her things. “I’m sure your new dolls are dying for some attention, they must be so lonely, all cramped up those boxes from the move. Trust me, they’ll be great company, I told them to behave for you.” With a wink, Haley disappeared to her car, Brian leaning against the frame of the door as he waved to her.
Sighing as he watched her go, he walked back into the stillness of the apartment, looking to the dozens of boxes around him. It was starting to get late, the dim light of dusk casting shadows amongst the moving boxes. “Alright then, what now?” he thought, reluctantly thinking about the time it would take to unpack the mess all around him. “There’s always time for that tomorrow,” he reassured himself, making his way to the living room before falling backwards on the couch. Lying there, he couldn’t help but think about what his girlfriend teased as she walked out the door. Picturing Emma and Priya crammed into one of the boxes, he almost felt bad for the girls, but quickly his thoughts turned to what he could do once he got them out of their packing, smirking to himself as he did. In reality, he hadn’t actually played with Emma or Priya alone since he had known Haley; ever since the two had been together he had only ever been with the dolls when their owner was around. Admittedly, once in a while in bed he woke up finding himself spooning with Emma, her plush tail running through his legs, but beyond that any play with the two of them had been immediately followed by him and Haley making love beside them, or on occasion on top of them. “Maybe it is about time I get some alone time with the girls,” he said to himself with a chuckle, lifting himself slowly off the couch. “Now…” he stated, looking at the dozens of half empty containers in front of him. “Where did we even pack them?”
As he navigated the halls of his apartment, he found himself looking to the ground, his eyes jumping from box to box trying to remember which one even had the girls in it. “Probably should have labeled all these,” he thought, sighing before he spotted something on his door: a small yellow piece of notepaper. Walking up to it, he took it in his hands, looking over the girlish handwriting across it. ‘I unpacked your toys for you, now you just need to find them
’ Reading over the note again, Brian smirked to himself. “So Haley hid them around here? Alright, hide and seek it is.” Popping his head in each room down his hall, he glanced around in each briefly before moving to the next. Eventually reaching the end of the hall, he rounded the corner to his office, where he saw something swish in the dark space of the room. Confused, he flipped on the light, laughing to himself once more at what he saw. There, towards the middle of the room, Emma was bent over his desk. Walking up to the vixen, he couldn’t help but admire how Haley had posed her. She was almost completely naked, losing her typical short dress in favor for a more submissive look, wearing only her collar. The stuffed girl had her knees balanced on his chair, her butt in the air as her forearms and chest rested on the table in front of her. Her tail was sticking right up in the air, dropping over slightly and leaving her crotch fully exposed. Running a hand along the orange fur of the plaything’s ass, he looked to the doll’s head. There, her mouth was wrapped around another small piece of notebook paper, Emma herself with her head up as if proud to present herself to her owner. Taking the note from her lips, he pet the doll behind her ears for a moment, almost hearing her purr in satisfaction as he did. Shrugging it off as his imagination, he read the note. “Guess you caught me, see if you can teach me any new tricks, -your pet” With a smile on his face, he leaned in close to Emma, teasing her sex with his hand as he did. “Something tells me you’re going to like your new owner. But before I break you in, let’s find Priya, ok?” Taking her by the hair and nodding her head playfully in agreeance, he took her by the collar, lifting her off the desk and under his arm.
Walking back to the bedroom with his new fox girl in hand, he dropped her at the foot of the bed, posing her so that her plush paws were dangling over the edge. Stepping back for a second, he smirked. He had never thought he’d have his own sex doll on his bed, but here he was, and with another hiding somewhere in his apartment none the less. “Where is that little beauty anyway?” he spoke quietly to Emma, who simply sat patiently in her pose, mouth slightly ajar. Upon finishing his thought, his eyes drifted over to his bathroom, a slight crease between the door and the frame. With a look of amusement, he walked to the door, swinging it open before stepping inside. For a moment, he thought the room looked empty, but glancing to his shower curtain he could see the slight silhouette of someone behind. Slowly walking up to it, he noticed a trail of Priya’s typical clothes scattered along the ground, leading up to the edge of the tub. Sliding the curtains across, he could feel his own arousal building.
Standing there in the tub, partially supported by the wall behind her, Priya stood still in an expression of mock surprise, her big eyes slightly widened with one hand covering her mouth. The doll was wrapped in one of Brian’s towels, the cloth wrapped around the doll’s torso so that it was barely covering her chest. Playfully, Brian leaned forward, moving Priya’s silicon hand from her lips. “Sorry to have barged in, I couldn’t help myself.” With a devilish grin, he glided one finger down the girl’s chest, catching the towel between her cleavage and dropping it to the floor. “Whoops,” he spoke sarcastically, running his hand through Priya’s hair and pulling her into a kiss. The softness of her lips surprised him honestly, but what surprised even more was the subtle feeling of her locking of her lips against his own. Standing back, Priya was as inanimate as ever, her still gaze meeting his. “First weekend alone and I’m already going crazy,” he said aloud with a chuckle, pausing for a moment before running a finger along Priya’s lips. As he did, his gaze drifted down the girl’s body, looking to the doll’s silicon chest and smooth crotch before returning his eyes upwards. “Sanity is overrated anyway; I’ve got better things to do than worry about that right now.”
Taking Priya by the crooks of her arms, he lifted her lightweight form from the tub, smirking slightly at the height disparity between them. With his arms out, Priya wasn’t even touching the ground, the miniature girl moved effortlessly through the air. Bringing her back into the bedroom, he dropped her near the head of the bed, watching with some guilty satisfaction as she landed gracelessly, sprawled out over the bed. Quick to join her, he threw off his shirt, pulling Emma into a bear hug as he fell backwards onto the bed. Feeling Emma’s plush curves pressed against him, he his arousal couldn’t help but peak, his desire for the two of them raising by the second. Kissing Emma playfully, he propped the two of them up against his backboard, letting their heads droop and lean on one another. “Now then, decisions decisions… who gets played with first?” he asked the two of them, half expecting a response. Looking over Emma, the doll carried with her a submissive expression on her face, and admittedly the thought of taking the toyish, plush sex doll would have been the embodiment of his fetish, but instead he found himself captivated by Priya. With her head lolled off to the side, she looked to him as if she was waiting command, a certain longing behind her innocent eyes. Taking Priya by the hips, he dragged her towards him, leaning her head back onto Emma’s lap as he moved her waist to his own. “Emma can wait a little longer. For now, I have to have you.”
Undoing his pants, he brought his lips to Priya’s waist, kissing up her gently curvy form until he was at her lips, copping a feel of her silicon chest as he did. Kissing her deeply, he slid into her, feeling her form compress against his first thrust. Pulling at her hair, he continued thrusting into her, pining her hands above her head as he did. As he slowly made love to the doll below him, he felt a rhythm forming between them, a gentle push and release of their waists together. He thought at first it was just the doll moving under his control, but as he found himself more and more infatuated with the sex the more he was certain that Priya was sliding herself against him as he used her. Playfully biting her lip as they kissed, he heard an audible gasp come from the doll’s mouth. Lifting himself from her chest momentarily, he looked down over her, the smaller girl as still as the day he first saw her. Still inside her, he looked to her with an expression of confusion and lust. “What are you?” he asked bluntly, looking to the evident spark behind in the doll’s eyes. In the next instance, without skipping a beat, Priya moved. Lifting herself up off off Emma, she brought her lips inches from Brian’s, whispering to him a feminine, lustful tone as she did. “I’m your dolly,” she started, kissing him deeply as she did. “Now are you going to keep asking questions, or are you going to take me?”
Brian felt dumbfounded as he felt Priya wrap her arms around him, running her tongue along his lips as she moved herself along his shaft, sliding him as far into her as she could. Before he could even say anything, she felt her kiss him once more, pressing herself closely to him as she squeezed herself around him. In that instant, all the doubt, the confusion, the complete disbelief, seemed to evaporate. For now, there was only him and his doll. Pulling Priya tight to his chest, he rolled to the side, leaving his living doll balancing herself on top of him as she kissed his chest, doing most of the work at this point as she moved up and down atop him. Seeing how well he was taking the surprise, Priya guided his hands to her hips, teasing her breasts in his face before kissing him again. Biting at his earlobe, he whispered to him once more. “You always knew we weren’t just some ditzy little fuck toys, didn’t you? The way you always looked at us; you’re just like Haley. The thought of your own living bed toy,” she paused, squeezing against him as she moaned. With a satisfied grin, she continued. “is a dream come true for you. Well for me, my dream come true is being that sex toy.”
Looking up to Priya, there was a certain sincerity in her now lively eyes. He couldn’t even try to understand how this was possible, but she was right. This was a dream of his, so for now he was content was enjoying the dream. With his passion still raging, he pulled her into another kiss, one she happily returned, but as he did he felt Priya’s small silicon hand cover his eyes. Feeling her slip off of him, she whispered in his ear as he tried to figure out what she was doing. “Just trust me, lover-boy,” she said in a playful, contented town. Through the darkness, he felt something new press up against his chest, the silky texture of fur. Priya lifting her hand from her eyes, Brian looked down over him. Now resting on his chest was Emma, spread out limply over his form. Despite everything, she remained still, her plush breasts pressing up against him as her aimless gaze looked out past the bed, resting her head rested on his chest. “Only seemed fair I share you, I’m not your only plaything you know.”
Taking Emma by the hips, Priya dragged her down along his chest, Brian feeling Priya slide his member into the vixen’s pussy without a hint of resistance. All at once, Emma sprang to life, sighing in gratification as Priya pulled her further onto his shaft. As she did, Emma’s expression turned one of arousal, her fox ears and tail perking up. After a moment, she felt herself relax opening her eyes only to find her nose inches from Brian’s. “Oh, hey there owner,” she started, a certain shyness about how she talked, her ears drooping slightly as she looked away from him bashfully. “Oh no, I shouldn’t be moving right now, I shouldn’t be talking to you right now!” she continued, glancing over herself before bowing her head facing to Brian’s chest. She spoke to him in a frantic, almost guilty manner, stroking her tail nervously as she did. “Haley wanted to wait to tell you about us, but just now I couldn’t help myself, and I should have just kept acting like any other doll, but I didn’t and now-“ Seeing how worked up she was, Brian ran his hand along Emma’s face, turning her to face him, Emma immediately calming as she looked to him. “It’s ok, this is…well, you are amazing.” Brian looked to Priya for a moment, thinking of her advice before speaking up again. “This is what you want, isn’t it?” running his hands long her plush curves, Emma shuttering in temptation as he did. “So are you going to keep worrying? Or are you going to let your owner play with you?”
Suddenly, Emma felt herself pressed down against Brian as Priya pushed the two of them together, sitting beside them with a smug look on her face. Emma, feeling her stuffing pressed tightly against him, couldn’t help herself anymore. Feeling the tip of his cock still in her, she slid herself down atop him, crying out gently in bliss as she felt him kiss her. Beyond her own arousal, she felt the need to please the man under her, her mind tingling with pleasure at the sound of him gasping slightly as well. After all, she was his new plaything, this is what she lived for. Pulling her close, Brian rolled once more so that he was on top, Emma yipping slightly in surprise as he did. Feeling up her breasts, his thrusts increased in speed, Emma loving every second of it. On the verge of coming, he heard Emma below him cry out with pleasure, slowing her movement as she sank into the bed with a dreamy look on her face. As she did, Brian felt Priya wrap herself around his waist, kissing his neck as she did. “I think you tuckered out your pet. We don’t want to stain her with all ‘that’ anyway, she hates being put through the wash,” she said, reaching down and sliding him out of Emma as she did. Emma didn’t seem to mind, content to have been played with so thoroughly.
Playfully falling backwards against the backboard, Priya brought Brian with her, his crotch now at eye level with her. Without skipping a beat, she took his member in both hands, looking up to him with her big eyes as she teased him with her lips. “Don’t be afraid to play a little rough,” she said with a wink, sliding him deep into her mouth. After everything, he was already on the edge, but feeling her wrap her lips around him it was clear he couldn’t take much more. Taking her advice once more, he thrusted into her, pushing as deep as he could with several strides before he came, filling most of her mouth. As he did, he could hear Priya moan once more below him, thoroughly loving the feeling of him filling her with himself. Lost in it all, it took him a minute to slide out of her mouth, eventually collapsing between the two dolls on the bed. All at once, a wave of exhaustion poured over him, feeling weak as he looked between the two dolls. “That was…wow,” was all he could manage to say. In response, Emma threw her arms around him, nuzzling into his neck as she cuddled up against him. Contently, she pecked him on the cheek as he began to doze off. “You’re welcome, owner.”
-10 hours later
As sunlight began to pour through Brian’s room, it almost felt like any other Saturday. As it reached his eyes, he slowly found himself coming to, still groggy from the night before. He was comfortable, and despite his eyes having not fully adjusted, he could tell he was still cuddling Emma, resting his head on her chest as his hand glided down her thigh. Yawning contently, he smirked at the thought of the night before, pulling Emma closer to him as he buried him face into her chest. “Morning pet, sleep well?” he asked playfully, still waking up as he did. After a moment, Brian heard only silence. Wiping his eyes, he looked to the stuffed doll below him, unsure of what to expect. Looking over her, Emma was still, gaze resting aimlessly across the room with a content look on her face and her lips still fully ajar. Propping himself up, he examined the rest of the doll, which was equally as still, before looking to Priya besides them. There, the small Indian girl was just as lifeless, seemingly dropped against the backboard with her arms bowing out from her chest. With her head lolled to the side, Brian could see residue still hanging from the corner of her mouth. Before he could even question the two, his attention was pulled to a sharp buzzing coming from his pants on the floor.
Getting up, he kept Emma close to his chest, bringing the doll with him as he fished his phone out of his pocket and answered. “Morning handsome, missing me yet?” a light tone asked from the other end of the line. It was Haley. Falling back onto the bed, he laid his head on Priya’s lap, resting Emma beside her. The two talked briefly about how her trip was going, but before long the conversation turned to the dolls. “So you made sure the girl’s weren’t lonely, right?” she asked jokingly. Laughing at the thought of the events of the night before, he responded, deciding to leave out the parts that he himself still wasn’t quite sure about. “Oh yeah, definitely. By the way, I love how you posed them around the apartment, very cute.” With an inquisitive tone, Haley replied sharply. “Pose them? What do you mean-“ she started, pausing for a second before continuing. “Oh, yeah, I posed them. I…thought it’d be a nice touch.” Unsure of what to say, he looked to the girls behind him before speaking up to Haley once more. “I had the craziest dream last night too. Emma and Priya started moving on their own, and… well let’s just say they were very eager to please.” Once again, a long pause came from Haley’s end of the phone. “Wow…” she started, Brian hoping she’d have something more to say to help affirm his own sanity. “Must have been one crazy dream!” she stated in a light tone, seemingly trying to distance herself from her own hesitation. Agreeing with her, the two said their goodbyes before hanging up, Brian sighing before getting up from the bed.
Throwing on his pants and his shirt, he looked over the dolls beside him, both of which still laid used and naked against a stack of pillows. Picking up Priya, he cleaned her out in the bathroom, dressing her in her discarded clothes afterward. Quickly, he did the same with Emma, pulling her typical sundress down over her head. Setting the two back at the backboard of the bed, he looked between them for a few moments before speaking up. “So… I don’t know what the rules are here, but don’t think I just wrote off last night as some dream. That said, I have a lot of questions, but from the looks of you two it doesn’t seem like you have any answers for me.” With a smirk, he took Priya by the chin gently and shook her head no, the girl giving no resistance as he puppeted her. “Just so you two know, that was everything I could have hoped for and more. Just remember, if you want to be played with again, you just need to ask.” Smiling to himself, he kissed each of them on the cheek before getting up to leave the room. As he began to cross the doorway, he looked back to them once more. “Or, you know, wait until tonight. Something tells me I won’t be able to stay off of you two for too long.”
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Even from Brian’s room, it could be heard clear enough as Brian exited through the front door of the apartment, locking the door behind him. As he pulled away, the apartment was left in relative silence, a state that persisted for a good minute after he left. Priya, assured that the coast was clear, finally broke character as she smiled widely, lifting her hands excitedly before hugging Emma beside her. “That was amazing! God I haven’t had sex that good in years,” she started, teasing Emma who was still limp in her arms. Perking her ears up at first, Emma’s lifeless form slowly became animate, smiling with a contented half-grin as she looked to her silicon friend. “Yeah, that was pretty nice.” Still giddy, Priya was quick to reply. “Pretty nice? I saw the way you got all bashful with him, you loved every second of him making you his bitch. Ooh, sorry, I mean his vixen,” she joked, flicking one of Emma’s fox ears. If Emma could blush she could, though admittedly she wasn’t far from the truth. She loved being played with by Haley, especially in bed, but having a man as her partner, feeling him inside of her, it made her cotton heart flutter. She still couldn’t get the memory of him pining her on the bed out of her mind, reminiscing for a moment before reminding herself of her concerns. “Still, Pri. We shouldn’t have let him know we were anything but Haley’s old playthings. Remember the whole “don’t scare off my boyfriend” speech Haley gave us before the move?” Laughing it off, Priya stretched out, relaxing on the bed below her. “Did he seem scared off to you? Instead of freaking out, he couldn’t get enough of that cute butt of yours,” she replied, running her hand along Emma’s tail before feeling up her cheeks playfully. “Besides, this isn’t Toy Story; no need to keep things a secret if we don’t need to.”
Sighing in reluctant agreeance, she looked to her friend once more. “Ok, Ok. But from now on, we need to stay in character, at least until Haley gets home. Agreed?” Nodding, Priya agreed. “I know it’s tempting, but it’s only another day or two, we can be good dolls and just, well, let him have us all on his own.” Even reassuring herself, Emma sat there for a moment, wondering how she could manage to keep still next time Brian used her. She even found herself riled up at the thought of it, thrusting against him, having him pull at her hair, feeling – Emma’s thought was cut short as she heard the front door of the apartment unlock. Looking to each other, the girls immediately went limp, resting atop each other as their expressions resumed to their usual dollish state. Stepping through the bedroom door, Brian reentered the room, quickly walking to his nightstand before plucking something off the surface. “Forgot my wallet,” Emma heard him say to the two of them, about to leave the room before locking his eyes on Emma. Biting his lip slightly, he sighed, moving onto the bed before sitting her upright on the bed for a moment before running his hands alone her. “Hell, a quick blow job never hurt anyone,” he said to her with a smirk, Emma feeling herself flushed with arousal as he undid his pants, resting her face against his member for a moment before pushing into her mouth passionately, guiding her head as he fucked her. Doing her best to not move her lips around him, let alone call out his name, Emma stayed inanimate as she cherished the sensation of feeling him inside her, her mouth almost as sensitive as her sex as she was now. Feeling herself internally cry out from pleasure as she felt her new owner caress her breasts, she thought to herself. “This is going to be a long, long weekend.”