Day 104/365:

After over 3 months of Melaina Doll being just that, a doll, both her and her owner could agree on one thing: she was just a plaything now. Jason had become much more comfortable with the idea of treating her like the object she wanted to be, often not paying her mind when working in the same room as her and putting her away when he didn't feel like having her out. Mel was still something he very much so loved owning though. Occasionally, he found himself playing with her as a regular doll outside of just sex. Propping her up around his room, dressing her in some of her other clothes, even puppeting her around and being silly with her once in a while, he truly found himself comfortable with the idea of her being his property that he could do whatever with. He most always remembered that Mel was still the girl he loved, her mind still active within her dollified self, but somehow he knew she thought of herself as his property as well now, which never ceased to turn him on. Though Jason still talked to her while in bed together, he truly felt like the silicon girl beside him was his toy, someone he could vent to and tell anything, but seeing that her lips only moved when he was sliding his member between them these days, what she might say back was never really a concern. It was liberating really, having a passive observer he could talk to when he needed, starting to see why Mel used to do the same with some of her favorite dolls when she was younger. He even reached a point where he talked to her about a girl from his office who had been flirting with him for weeks, a reoccurring topic in the daily stories Mel listened to eagerly. It never even crossed her mind that she should be jealous her boyfriend was being flirted with, because to her he was her owner, and she was his favorite toy.It wasn’t her place to worry about those things anymore, her mind’s only real concern these days was making sure she was a good doll for him. Still, something in the back of her mind wished she was the one flirting with him instead, but she laughed to herself at the idea. ‘I don’t even have a voice box or anything, how’s a doll supposed to flirt without a voice?’ She thought, the idea of flirting with him as she did in the past when she was alive a only distant memory that didn’t come to her.

What did upset her slightly was when Jason came home one night with a smile, walking past where Mel lay propped up on the bed and making his was to the closet. Quickly changing out of his work clothes, he threw on something casual before going to the bathroom to freshen up, Mel watching the whole routine with some amusement. Eventually, he came back to the bedroom, checking his phone before looking to his doll. Wrapping his arms around her waist, he pulled her from the bed, playfully dancing with her across the room before stopping and looking her in the eyes.”Guess what?” he started, Mel’s silicon head dropping to her right as if to ask ‘what?’ in return. “Well, your owner has a date tonight. Remember that girl from the office? She asked me out! And seeing that my girlfriend ‘left for a mission trip’ and left me single for a year, how could I say no?” Internally, Melaina Doll was smiling brightly, her owner’s happiness being almost infectious, though she wondered to herself who this old girlfriend of his was. In a second, he seemed to calm down though, looking to her with some sincerity in his eyes. “Now Mel, just in case you’re worried, don’t think this is anything but casual. I know the girl I love is still in there, but I can’t help but want to mix things up with a partner that can actually kiss back, you know? Besides, I’m not dating my sex doll, so at least until this year is up I’m a bachelor and you’re this bachelors favorite doll.” She wasn’t quite sure what he meant by a lot of that, but hearing him say she was his favorite doll was enough to forgive him about being left alone for the night while he was out. “And just in case we end up back here, Dolly needs to be put away with the other toys.” Kissing her, Mel felt as he reached up her shirt and pulled her air plug ajar. Notably in rush, Jason kissed her once more before dropping her deflated form in the corner of the closet, closing the door behind him and leaving for his date. All the while, Mel found herself returning to a dream-like state, the doll wondering if this new girl of Jason’s would want to play with her too, or maybe if she had dolls of her own. Slowly, she drifted off to sleep, dreaming up memories of being dressed up and played pretend with by this girl.