In front of her were six girls; Denise, Rachel, Aryana, Veronica, Felicia, and Selena. The six of them were all from Julie's collage and were here on a dare. They held their bags, flashlights, and lanterns. Two of them carried a cooler.
Julie clapped her hands. "All right girls, here are the rules. You must spend the whole night inside the Travise house. Once you go inside you can't leave until sunrise. You will have to sleep inside. Don't be too loud, we can't have the cops showing up. The front door is boarded, so you will have to use the back."
Selena looked over the old house for a moment. She was Mexican-American with a braided ponytail. She wore a tight Hooters shirt and pink miniskirt. "So all we have to do is spend the night in this old place and we've in the sorority."
"If you can make it through the night." Julie giggled. "If you leave for any reason you are out. Halloween comes once a year, so you won't be able to take it again."
"I'm sure we will be able to find to entertain ourselves." Rachel smiled as she glanced over at Veronica. Rachel was a bust blonde with long hair. She wore a white jacket over her pink bikini top and shorts.
"Then let's settle in." Denise had short black hair and a light tan. She had on a sky blue blouse and a pair of jeans. She gripped her bag and headed down the driveway.
The other girls followed suit, Rachel and Veronica hailing each end of the cooler by it's handles. The group followed Denise around back. It looked like no one had been back here recently. While the front was in bad shape, the back yard was in desperate need of mowing. They kept to the concrete path to the back door. Even that had some weeds sticking out of the cracks.
More paint had chipped off the walls. Some wooden boards had been propped up against the door, but they were no longer nailed in place. Denise set her flash light down to move them out of the way. She struggled with the nob for a moment, but soon it swung open. She then grabbed her flashlight, turning it on, and walked in.
She spewed the room with her light. It wasn't as messy as they though it would be from the outside. The furniture was all standing, not much in the way of dust or cobwebs.
The group made their way to the living room. There was a fireplace along the wall between the windows, a pair of porcelain dolls sitting on the mantel. Two couches were on opposite sides of the table. Felicia set a lantern on the oak table while Selena set another on the vanity. Once Denise and Aryana closed all the currents they switched them on. The electric lights lit up the room.
Rachel and Veronica set down the cooler. Veronica had shoulder length red hair and a pair of C-cups. She removed her green hoodie, reveling her purple shirt with a bedazzled star on the chest. She had on a pair of well worn jeans. She opened the cooler and took out a beer. "Looks like this won't be so bad."
Felicia glanced at the dolls. She had brown hair braided in a bun. She had on a lava bead necklace around her neck that smelled of cinnamon. Her shirt was black with a cartoon picture of a witch riding a broomstick on the front. "I could do without the eerie dolls."
The ebony beauty Aryana picked up a beer from the cooler and popped the top. She wore leather pants and a leather buster. "They say Mr. Travise collected dolls. They were his passion." She took a sip.
"I heard they were more then his passion." Rachel giggled. She grabbed a beer and sat down next to Veronica. "They say he turned his wife into a doll so he could be with her and his mistress."
Aryana sat down. "I though it was his mistress he turned into a doll. They had been sneaking around for years behind her back. However she wanted him to leave her so they could get married. She was going tell her everything." She paused to take another sip. "So he struck her over the head and carried her down to his lab. There he stuffed her, dressed her, and mounted her."
Denise raised an eyebrow. "Lab? What lab? I though the man ran a hardware store. Why would he have a lab?"
"Workshop, what ever. The point was he kept her locked away in room only he knew about. They say she is still somewhere in this house to this day."
"Like they wouldn't find her after all this time." Denise leans back and sips her beer.
"Not if she was placed in a hidden room. Say, pull a candlestick and the bookcase slides away." Selena giggled.
"Well, this place has a basement. We could at least check it out." Added Rachel.
"Oh, just what we need to do, enter the basement of the creepy old house full of dolls watching you." Said Felicia facetiously. "Didn't you hear about the group of girls who went missing last Halloween?" She put her beer on the table.
Rachel nodded. "I did hear a few mentions of that."
"So did I. But I was never able to get a straight answer on who those girls were. It was always a friend of a friend's roommate or something like that. I couldn't get names, even when I checked online." Denise downed her beer.
When the girls finished their beers they tossed them into a garbage bag. Then they grabbed another from the cooler. Veronica pulled out a bag of chips and started eating them as they made small talk. Aryana pulled some peanut butter sandwich crackers from her bag, pealing off the wrapper and enjoying them.
After a while Selena put her half finished beer on the table. "Question; the bathroom still works, right?"
Denise glanced at her. "I think Julie said the plumbing was on. The realtor has been trying to sell it for ages, and it seems they left the water going."
"Well I'll just be a few minutes." Selena stood up. She switched on her flashlight and headed down the hallway. She opened a few doors as she looked around. Before long she found the bathroom.
She pulled the cover on her flashlight, turning it into a mini lantern. She set it on the counter and closed the door. She was about to pull down her skirt when she stopped. She looked around for a moment. "Why did I get the weirdest feeling I'm being watched?" The door was closed, there were no windows. Still she got the feeling she wasn't alone in the small room. "Eh, I've been listening to too many ghost stories." She unbuttoned her skirt and slid it down along with her panties. She then took her seat.
However she was soon interrupted. Green, translucent tentacles shot up from the toilet bowl. They wrapped around her body. Before she could scream one came out of the tank and plugged her mouth.
She moaned as they squirmed under her clothes. She kicked her legs as she tried to pull away from them, but they lifted her into the air. One of them thrusts into her and her eyes shot open.
As her arms flailed about she knocked over the flashlight. It rolled around on the floor. She then noticed the shine on her skin. Slowly she started to change. It wasn't a bad feeling. As much as she hated to admit it she rather enjoyed it. Her mind started to fade into a haze as the bliss overtook her.
Her struggling slowed as her body became stiff. It was getting harder to move as her skin changed to latex. The splotches started to grow larger. Once they finally covered her whole body she climaxed. It felt incredible, let no orgasm she had ever had before.
The tentacles slowly pulled away. She was left sitting on the seat, her legs spread, her lips in an O shape. A feeling of lust slowly started to build inside of her. She started to feel the need to be filled again, to be used...
***
Back in the girls sat around drinking beers as they talked about the local ghost stories. Denise set hers down on the table. Then she noticed something.
"Hey guys, who's is that?" She pointed to a beer sitting on the opposite end of the table.
Rachel looked over. "Not mine. I've still got it." She wiggled her beer, the liquid sloshing about.
Felicia counted the beers. "Weird. Why is there a sixth beer? There is only five of us."
Aryana said "Oh, don't worry about it. I'm sure someone just set it down and forgot about it. I've already had a few."
"So have I." Rachel giggled. She leaned across Veronica and kissed her cheek. Her hand traveled down her side.
Veronica smiled. She set down her beer on an end table and grabbed Rachel's butt. She presses against her before giving her a kiss.
Felicia rolled her eyes. "Oh get a room you two."
Rachel broke the kiss after a moment. "We just might do that."
"We should figure out where we are going to sleep anyway." Veronica stood up. "How many bedrooms are there?" She glanced at Felicia for a moment.
"What am I, a realtor?" asked Felicia sarcastically.
"Don't worry, we will find them." Rachel grabbed her bag. She finished her beer before tossing it into the bag.
"A house this size should have three bedrooms. The question is how many beds." Veronica grabbed her bag and headed to the door. Rachel followed her.
"Have fun you two." Denise waved them off.
"Oh, I'm sure we will." Rachel grabbed Veronica's arm as they headed upstairs.
Veronica held a lantern as they searched. The first room they checked had a lot of dolls in glass display cases. The next room they found seemed to be the master bedroom. They put the lantern on the table.
Rachel dropped her bag and sat on the bed. She bounced for a moment. "It feels stable."
Veronica closed the door. "Why don't we test it out?" She licked her lips as she walked closer.
"I like where your going with this." Rachel smiled. She put her hand on Veronica's back and planted a big kiss on her lips.
The two feel onto the bed and rolled around, stroking each other. They grabbed at each other's clothes, pulling them off.
Once Rachel was topless, Veronica pinned her down on the bed, holding her wrists. She kissed her breasts and licked her nipples. Slowly she worked her way down her belly. She pulled off her shorts and gave her another kiss below.
"Ooo, yes. Give it to me." Rachel closed her eyes and moaned. She toyed with her own breasts. They didn't notice that her skin started to gain a shine in the light of the lantern. "Oh, how did you get so good at this?"
Veronica slid her hand down her body, stroking herself. She didn't know why, but she was feeling especially horny today. She didn't even notice at first as something else pressed up against her lower lips.
Her movements started to slow, it became harder to move, but she kept eating her lover out. "So good." She felt something thrust into her, but she didn't care. Instead she dived into her lust and thrust back.
Rachel cried out. "Oh god, yes!" Rachel gripped the bed as her body shock with a powerful orgasm. Then she was still.
Veronica grabbed the doll's legs. "So good. Wait, what was I doing?" She looked at the doll she had just made love to. Why was she doing that? She couldn't remember anymore. "Oh, it doesn't matter." She cried out into the silicon sex doll as she climaxed.
Then she was still. What ever was inside of her pulled out. She was left there to look at the blonde doll in front of her. It was so life like. It was... "Rachel? Did I just forget about you? How could I do that?"
The two sex dolls laid wordlessly on the bed, their clothes scattered on the ground.
****
The three girls sat around drinking around the table. The heard the sounds of rocking coming from upstairs. Felicia sighed. "Sounds like they found the bedroom."
Denise opened another beer. "Those two always have quite the sex drive. Let them have a bit of fun."
The rocking stopped. Aryana looked at the ceiling for a moment. "What were we talking about?"
"Something about sex. Maybe I've had one to many." This did not stop Denise from taking another sip of beer. "When was the last time you got some." She winked.
"Last Friday I has some fun. I met a guy at the gym. He was rather buff."
Felicia and Denise listened closely as Aryana spoke. However Felicia's phone started ringing. "Oh, shoot. I have to take this." She stood up and pulled out her phone. "I'll just be a few." She walked out of the room and answered the call. "Hello Danny."
Danny's voice came in on the other end, but it was full of static. "Hi babe. How... you do...?"
"I can barely hear you. Hold on. Let me try and find a better spot." Felicia moved around the building. There weren't any towers nearby so the signal was kind of spotty. "How is that?"
"Better. I can hear every word at least." Danny wasn't cutting out anymore, but there was still a bit of static. "It's a shame you are missing out on the Halloween party. I wish you were hear."
"So do I. Well we can have our own little party tomorrow night." Felicia giggled. They chatted for a few moments, getting a little naughty, until she hear some guy's drunk scream in the background.
"Looks like things are starting to get out of hand over here. I've got to go. Love you."
"Love you to." Felicia hung up the line, but she didn't put away her phone. She checked her social media. She looked through a few posts, some of them from people from the party. There were a few photos among them. One was of Carolyn dressed as a very slutty demon. She had on a pair of plastic horns, her nipples covered by red pasties, and wore a thong with fishnet stocking. There was a tail, as well as a pair of black wings attached to her harness.
She made a few posts as well. Then she glanced back at the light down the hallway. Aided by the alcohol in her system, a kinky idea popped into her head. "Why don't you show him some skin?"
She turned on the flash and removed her black shirt, exposing her red lace bra. She held out her phone, elevated her breasts with her other arm, and took a selfy.
"Why not a little more?"
"Too bad I left my selfy stick at home." Felicia dropped her shorts and kicked off her shoes and socks. She took another picture of her half naked body. She giggled as her panties slid off. She grabbed them as they fell, then thought "Why not?"
She let them fall and kicked them into a corner with the rest of her clothes. Her bra soon joined them. Another few quick selfies. "What will he think when he sees these?"
She closed her eyes. She could just image his hands on her body, slowly stroking her, kissing her nipple. She had never don't this before, not in a place like this anyway, but she slid her hand down her body and stimulated herself. She couldn't believe how horny she suddenly was.
In her mind Danny was playing with her, thrusting into her, squeezing her increasingly sensitive breasts. She wished it would never stop. He held her against the wall as he plowed her. "Wait, what?" She had become so lost in her own day dream that she didn't notice she was being held against the wall.
She opened her eyes to find a green, translucent man stood in front of her. She could see through him. She tried to scream, but her voice failed her. She tried to struggle, but part of her didn't want this to stop. Danny had never made her felt this good. In the darkness she didn't even notice the change her body was going through. Slowly her skin become smooth and uniform, her breasts grew half a cup size.
Her mind started to drift off again as she gave into her building orgasm. As the transformation reached her sex she mentally cried out as her body shook with pleasure. "That was incredible. I've never felt like that before. Again."
The ghostly figure faded before her eyes. Felicia was left standing there alone in the dark, the light from her phone gone.
*****
Aryana emptied her beer, then tossed it into the bag. "So the lab... the workshop, do you think it's real?"
Denise shrugged. "Who knows?"
"Well there is one way to find out." Aryana stood up. She glanced at the two open beers still sitting on table. "Are you going to finish those?"
"Me? I thought they were yours."
"Maybe we've had enough." Aryana lifted the garbage bag. "Seems like we have had a lot of them. Why did we bring so many for just the two of us?"
Denise scratched her head. "You know... I forget. Seems kind of odd now that you bring it up."
"Well we can't sit here getting drunk all night. I say we look around." Aryana turned on a flashlight. She headed through the doorway. She glanced back at Denise. "Are you coming?"
"Afraid to go alone?" Denise pulled herself to her feet. She followed after her friend.
"Just got to make sure this isn't a horror movie." Aryana giggled. She went down the hallway.
"Careful with the windows. We don't want the neighbors to see."
"Like anyone is close enough. The trees are big enough." Aryana jumped back as the beam of light passed over a woman. "What the...?"
"Who is there?" Denise turned on her flashlight. She shined it on the dark figure of a nude woman. "Is that... a doll?" She looked closer. It was a very life like doll of a brunette woman, her hair in a bun, standing against the wall.
"I think that's a sex doll." Aryana gave the doll's breast a squeeze. "She feels so real. Is this Travise's mistress?"
"Hm? I thought you said he turned his wife into a doll?"
"Did I? I could of sworn you said that. Well, if he loved dolls as much as they said he does then he could have bought one to be his mistress. Dress her up, make her all pretty, then plow her like there is no tomorrow."
"There is no way this has been here this whole time. They couldn't sell the house with a sex doll standing naked like this..."
"They didn't sell this house." Aryana giggled.
"More likely this is just Julie screwing with us. I'm sure she planted this here." Continued Denise. She stared at it for a moment. "Why does it look so familiar?"
"Good question. Maybe you've seen it on the same website Julie got it from." Aryana nudged Denise's side.
Denise blushed. "Having see those kinds of sites."
"Sure you haven't." Aryana grabbed the doll, pulling her against Denise. "But I saw the way you were looking at her breasts."
"She... she has quite a pair." Denise grab it's arm and pushed it off of her.
"Well, if they are going to make a sex doll, why not give her a good pair? I bet you want to have fun with her." Aryana gave Denise a light slap on the butt. "Enjoy." She giggled and walked off.
"Ha ha." Denise grabbed the doll by the waist. She glanced at Aryana. "I'll let her know we found her toy. She might have left other little surprise for us."
"Well there is one way to find out." Aryana soon found the basement door. She opened it and shined her light down the stairs. Unlike the brightly colored walls of the ground level, the basement had a darker paint job.
Most of the stuff had been cleared out, but she found a room with a heavy table. There was a box labeled paint supplies and another labeled legs. She hesitated for a moment before opening the later. Sure enough it had a number of doll legs in it. She found another with arms. They seemed to be mostly spare parts. There was also a box with tools hastily tossed inside, brushes, files, and even small jars of paint. Another box had scraps of cloth and small dresses.
"Well this seems to be his workshop. Not as creepy as I was hoping." Aryana sighed and rummaged around for a bit. After a while she got board and turned the door nob. However it wouldn't open. "Is the damn thing stuck?"
She started feeling hot for some reason, her leather clothes started to feel uncomfortable. She loosened her leather buster after a moment, then her pants. Once down to her underwear she took a moment to catch her breath. "That feels better." She wondered why she got unconformable for a moment. Then she noticed a stirring in her loins. She resisted the urge to touch herself.
Then she felt a hand slide down her toned belly. It slipped into her blue lace panties and stroked her privates.
She gasped in horror as she looked down at the green, translucent arm. She tried to pull away, but the other arm grabbed her. She started to panic. Like a deer in the highlights, she couldn't move. "This can't be real. What is this thing? It can't really be a ghost?"
The green specter yanked down her panties and ripped off her bra. Part of her wanted to stop, but part of her also wanted him to keep going. She hated to admit it but it felt incredible. She moaned at his touch. She couldn't bring herself to fight back as he entered her.
Slowly her skin started to reflect the dim green light as it became uniformed. At the same time her sensitivity increased. She almost came right away.
He kept going, pounding her harder. A the change spread to her nipples she cried out in her first orgasm, but not her last. With her juices spilling out he moved faster. He kissed her lips and she moaned into him. Slowly it spread to her waist until finally it reached her sex. She was then hit with another orgasm, more incredible then the last.
It was then that he pulled out and she fell to the floor. She lay there motionless, unable to look at anything but the ceiling, dimly lit by her fallen flashlight. Her mind was still in a haze from her post orgasm bliss.
******
Denise sat in the living room looking at the doll in front of her. She took out her phone and snapped a picture of it. She then sent it to Julie with the text 'Found ur toy'.
"I don't understand the joke." She scratched her head as she though about it, trying to understand the set up. She looked down at the cooler of beer and all the junk food. She didn't remember bringing most of this stuff in and didn't even care for peanut butter. "Maybe I am drunk."
Denise was feeling pretty full. She had more then enough to eat and clearly she overestimated how much beer she would go throw. "I guess I should turn in." She cleaned up her mess. She poured the two beers she didn't finish down the sink and tossed all the garbage in the bag. She then turned off one of the lanterns and grabbed the other.
She took her bag. She started to wish she didn't come to this old house alone as she headed upstairs. It was rather quite and something about that disturbed her.
In the first bedroom she found two more sex dolls on the bed next to a battery powered lantern. A busty blonde doll with a red haired doll between her legs. Denise stared at them for a moment. They booth seemed familiar somehow, but she couldn't quite place it. That unnerved her. "Why did Julie leave the light on in here? That must have been hours ago." She switched off the lantern.
Soon she found a guest bedroom. It had a queen size bed against the wall. She knocked away the dust before removing her blouse and putting it on top of the dresser. She then slipped off her pants, folding them and putting them on top as well. Then she replaced her underwear with a night gown. She had a change of clothes for tomorrow in this bag. She couldn't recall what was in the other bags she left in the living room.
She turned off the lantern and slipped under the covers. Slowly she closed her eyes and started to drift off. She imagined herself in the arms of a gentle lover. He slowly stroked her body until she moaned.
She felt his tongue slide across her skin. Slowly it may it's way to her sex. With unbelievable skill he manipulated her woman hood. "M... more."
Soon something much larger entered between her legs. She opened her eyes as she realized this wasn't just in her head. Something was under her covers with her. She grabbed at it, but her arms were pushed down. Slowly her strength drained from them. Her body relaxed as the bliss started to over take her.
"Stop... nhhh... don't stop." She spoke weakly as she struggled to make up her mind. A Slowly she gave into him and enjoyed the ride. Sections of her body became more sensitive, and it was spreading. When it had gotten every inch of her she climax. It shook her inter body. It was unlike any may or toy she had ever had before.
Then her visitor pulled back. Denise tried to move but body just wouldn't listen to her. She lay there mostionless, just like Felicia doll sitting on the couch.
"Felicia!? How could I forget about her? I didn't recognize the resemblance." She started thinking about what happened to her friends when she took her eyes off of them until her mind drifted off into sleep.
Epilogue
It was the late morning of November first. Julie pulled up in her car on a side street and walked a block to the old Travise house. She glanced around before steeping out, grabbing a bag out of the back. She wore a large gray coat and matching hat. A white scarf was around her neck.
She quickly walked inside, heading around back and walking in the back door. The sun was up, she didn't dare enter at night. Once inside she pulled out a piece of paper out of her pocket. Printed on it were pictures of six women. She couldn't recall their names, but that didn't matter.
She started with the living room. There she found the first doll, a brunet with her hair in a bun. She was sitting on the couch. She remembered this one at least, thanks to the picture sent to her by... someone. There was also a large cooler, several overnight bags, and a garbage bag.
"Looks like this is where they set up. Not too messy." Julie gathered up the remaining trash and pushed it against the wall. She dragged the cooler to the kitchen and poured out the water. There were still a few beers left. She would have to come back for those.
Then she pulled a black bag out of her bag. She went to the brunet love doll and folded her into the fetal position. She then placed her in the back bag. "Stay here while I look for your friends."
She walked around the house, soon finding a pile of clothes and a cellphone. She looked around for the owner, but couldn't find anything. "What did they get up to last night?" Normally the clothes were by the doll. Then again there weren't any clothes in the living room, aside from what was in the overnight bags.
Julie opened and closed doors until she found a raven haired doll sitting on the toilet half dressed. The Hooters shirt was pressed tightly against her enlarged chest. She carried her back to the living room and stripped her, tossing her clothes in a pile with the others. She then put her in a bag like the first.
She couldn't find any more on the first floor, so she headed upstairs. She soon found the blonde and red haired dolls in a compromising position in the master bedroom. "Well you two were up to some fun. I hope you enjoyed it." She found a lantern and their clothes. She picked the two of them up and carried them downstairs, bagging them like the others. "Two left."
Next she found the doll with short black hair in the guest bedroom. Julie pulled away the covers to find her in a nightgown that had been pulled up to her belly. She looked over the sex toy. "You came out night. I think I'll let you keep the gown for once. It looks good on you."
Failing to find the sixth doll on the second floor, Julie entered the attic. This place was full of old boxes and spiderwebs. It was a dead end, no sign anyone had even been here recently. "Where is it?"
Julie took a trip to the basement and searched the laundry room and storage. She found the ebony doll in the workshop. "There you are." She stroked it's smooth skin. "You came out well." She gave her a quick kiss on the cheek before taking her upstairs.
She had been told of the curse of this house in her freshman year by one of her sorority sisters, an upperclassmen who was held back. She had claimed she spent Halloween night in the old Travise house and was molested by a ghost. She was then turned into a life side silicon doll of herself. Everyone had forgot she ever existed until three years later when the curse was broken by a shaman who happen to find her.
Julie wasn't sure if it was true, so she tested it out on a pair of girls one Halloween. At least that's what it said in her diary. It took a week before she went back to look for them. She had forgotten all about them, as did everyone else, but sure enough there were a pair of high quality sex dolls waiting for her.
She never found the shaman, she only half believed that part anyway. She sold the dolls on line. The the next year she found seven more dolls. She couldn't remember who they were, but she wrote herself a note.
Now all she had to do was fetch her car and she could load up this year's batch. "Happy Halloween." She patted one of the bags on her way out.