Kendra was heading back to the station to get her train home, a skip in her step. She’d had a really good time with Peter; he’d treated her like royalty, made her feel really good. That made being punched to the ground even more of a shock…
“Teach you to steal my boyfriend, slut…”, came a voice, as everything faded to blackness…
She woke up in pitch darkness. She couldn’t see anything, no matter where she looked, she was having trouble breathing and everything felt wrong…
Pain suddenly exploded in her vagina. With a great effort, as something seemed to be holding her, she tried to move herself away from what was causing the pain…
Faintly, she heard somebody curse.
“Shit, this doll is moving! What the fuck…?”
Another voice; “Oh God, it’ s warm, too. I think there’s someone in there!”
“What, inside the doll? No way! There’s no fasteners, or anything! They’d be sealed in!”
Kendra suddenly realised what had happened, and frantically tried to move again…
She’d been sealed inside a sex doll. It had to be a high class one, and very expensive, because the thickness of the skin. That was why she was having trouble moving. She couldn’t cry out because of the ‘fitting’ in her mouth, and similar fittings ‘down below’ were making her plugged there but still ‘accessible’. Only thing was, she had felt every touch, every pressure. People squeezing her felt like her own skin being pushed against…
Desperate, she screamed as loudly as she could. The boys outside heard a faint whimper through the mouth fitting…
“God, there is someone in there!”, one of the boys said. He went white and bolted.
The other boy, however, could tell that Kendra wasn’t inside the suit through choice. No-one would do that to themselves and, anyway, there was no way she could have got into the suit on her own. He stayed with her, holding her hand and phoned the emergency services…
In hospital, the doctors had no ideas. They couldn’t get an IV into her, as they couldn’t see her veins through the suit. They did manage to give her water, as there was a hole at the back of the fitting in her mouth, but that was all.
“It’s completely bonded to her skin”, one said. “If indeed it is a woman in there. We can’t even be sure of that, but it’s quite likely. Who she is, however, is a complete mystery. She can’t talk at all; that fitting in her mouth is permanently bonded to her as well.”
Kendra was just kept in the ward, occasionally being fed a small amount of liquids and fluid. She was able to do this ‘on demand’ as the doctors had set up a system where she just sucked on a tube when she was thirsty. Apart from that, there was nothing they could do for her, and Kendra was transferred to a long stay bed in a disabled home, always looking like a sex toy lying on a bed, not a permanently disabled girl…