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Bonus Epilogue: 

Earn's home office was near silent save for the steady click-clack of typing on his keyboard. It was almost the end of the workday on a Friday, Earn sending out a last set of emails and scheduling a time for a meeting the following. With an almost intense focus, the clattering of his typing slowed to a halt, and with one last decisive 'click,' the emails went out. With a sigh, he leaned back in his chair; it was always a good feeling to be done with work for the week. 

Taking a second to rest his eyes, he eventually leaned his chair forward again. He was about to get up from his desk and grab a beer from the kitchen, but something caught his eye. There on his desk, looking to him patiently as ever, was Alexa, a desk toy that was little more than an inanimate silicone bust of a beautiful, dark haired girl. 

Alexa used to be one of Earn's coworkers, a living breathing woman instead of the simple toy on the desk in front of him now. The two had been in a secret office romance, and when the secret almost came out, putting both their jobs at risk, Alexa chose to become Earn's 'little desk toy' instead of breaking off the relationship. She willingly drank a transformation potion despite not truly knowing what the outcome would be, leaving her as the silicone bust she was now. 

That was months ago. Reflecting on it all, Earn smirked before reaching over and giving the toy a light 'bop' on her head, causing Alexa's head to bob back and forth like a bobblehead before slowly coming to a stop. He had to admit, as attracted to Alexa as he was before, he loved having her like this. She was his own personal toy, a helpless, silly plaything, one he couldn't help but love to tease.

Earn would give Toy little flicks throughout the day just to see the bobblehead do a little dance for him. Now, watching as Toy fell still again, looking to him with the same vacant, longing expression she always had, he couldn't help but wonder what Alexa was thinking. 

Despite not being able to talk or move on her own (expect some control over her own mouth when something was put inside her), Alexa was still in there, watching and feeling each time Earn toyed with her. He wondered what it must be like for her, being his toy, being played with. 

The thought of it all left Earn a bit tight in the pants. With another smirk, he got up, taking Alexa in one hand and tossing her up and down like a ball as he left his office, grabbed a beer, and plopped down on his couch with Alexa on his lap. Lifting Toy up to eye level, he looked into her eyes for a few seconds before giving her a deep kiss, leaving her lips parted. With his free hand, Earn undid his zipper, holding the toy in suspense for a moment before speaking up. 

"It's been a long week, Alexa. Want to help your owner relax?" 

Taking her by the hair, he puppeted the toy to excitedly nod yes before lowering her back down to his lap. The second the toy's lips touched his member, Alexa seemed to spring to life, her mouth wrapping around his shaft as he slid into her, the toy's silicone tongue excitedly greeting him. 

Though she couldn't talk, this is how Earn knew Alexa loved being his toy. The passion that the doll had while pleasuring her owner was proof enough that she wanted to be his little plaything. 

Leaning back, Earn let out a contented sigh as he gentle bobbed the toy up and down on him as Alexa feverously begged for more. 

"Good Toy,"