“He turned you into an orc?” Jane said.

“A male orc chieftain. Chief Grundle. I wasn't expecting the orc to be so erotic. See, Lady Elswood had to seduce the chieftain to get some root plant to break the enchantment on Princess Mylya. So she decides to blow him. That's when the orc shaman, her boyfriend, took her from behind. It was so hot. Rhana was pinned between Earl and doll me. Feeling her mouth being pushed up my shaft. Incredible.”

“You know we don't hang out with D&D players for a reason: not having to listen to them tell stories of their home game. Though this game does seem a bit more erotic than most.”

“Sorry. It's not like I'm really playing the game.”

“Not sure that makes it better.”

“True,” Emily said. “This Thursday will be my third time. The first time I was an elf princess. Then an orc chieftain. No idea what might happen this-- Crap.”

“What?”

“They're over there on line.”

“Who?”

“Rhana and Earl, the role-playing couple.”

“They do make a nice couple.”

“Don't they?”

“They won't know you're their princess.”

“Shush. No one can know.

“Know what?” Ted said, standing next to the table.

“Sit down,” Emily said, scooting her chair over to make room. “Rhana and Earl are right over there.”

Ted sat down quickly. “Sorry. I've been looking for Jane.”

“You have?”

“I have an awkward question and perhaps we should go somewhere more private.”

“We can go upstairs and use one of the study rooms. That's what they're for, right?”

“Well, I think they're for group projects and homework groups. Not talking about sex dolls.”

“Hush and let's go.”

They left the university cafeteria and went upstairs. They found an empty study room and closed the door activating the “occupied” sign.

“So what's so secret, Ted?” Jane said.

“I have an acquaintance,” he began.

“That's Emily's thing. I'm content with our weekend mannequin arrangement.”

“Hey,” Emily said. “I only doll up for my D&D acquaintances. Although I wouldn't mind exploring additional doll evenings.”

“Noted,” Ted said. “And I know you prefer your mannequin gig, but hear me out. I'll completely understand it if you say no. So there's this guy who is willing to pay $200 for 24-hours with a doll. But he has a specific requirement. The doll has to look exactly like Jane.”

“That's creepy,” Emily said.

“Scary, I'd say,” Jane said.

“I'm well aware of that but he said you would not even have to be a sex doll.”

“Not sure that makes it any less creepy.”

“He also assured me that he would not seek you out beyond time spent as a doll with him.”

“You're going to say no, right?” Emily said.

“I can't imagine saying yes.” Jane said.

“Okay. He did mention he could go as high as $300 if you were reluctant. And I'm thinking I would not take a cut of it as I don't want to encourage this kind of thing.”

“$300 for 24 hours as a sexless doll with a guy I don't know.”

“That is the deal.”

“When?”

“Oh, the 24 hours would be from Friday at 6 PM to Saturday at 6 PM,” Ted said. “Don't answer now. Think it over. Even if you say no, the offer will probably remain on the table for any Friday for the rest of the semester. But I won't bring it up again.”

“You wouldn't turn someone else into an exact replica of Jane, right?”

“What?” Ted said. “I would never. And I told him I wouldn't. But I'd be even less comfortable with that. No, you have my word, it's Jane being the Jane doll. Or there is no Jane doll.”

They sat in silence for a moment before Ted continued. “Emily, I could use a doll this Friday night if you are interested in expanding your doll time.”

“I have to admit the cash does help. And I haven't had any issue with keeping up with course work. I'm just worried it won't be as cool as the D&D players. And that definitely is a sentence I never thought I'd ever say.”

“Who are we to judge?” Ted said standing up. “I'll leave you two to continue catching up. Take care.”

He left the study room.

“You're going to say yes, aren't you?”

“I could really use the $300.”

“But he'll know the doll is you.”

“Well, whoever he is, he obviously already knows me. I wonder if he's one of the guys who comes to see me standing in the window as a mannequin.”

“Guys? Plural?”

“There's two or three of them. I'm sure two of them have been outside the store observing me more than once. There was a new guy last weekend who sat on the bench on the other side of the street. He seemed to be sketching me or maybe he was sketching something else. But it felt like he was looking at me. But I haven't seen him since that one day. The other two are far more regular.”

“So if he is one of those two, you are going to reward him for stalking you?”

“He's paying $300. That not how rewards usually work.”

“What if he immediately packs you into a car and kidnaps you?”

“You face the same problem for a lot less money.”

“True,” Emily said. “I should have Ted put a time limit on the transformation. Maybe three days. Just in case there's a kidnapping.”

“Or Ted gets hit by a bus, god forbid.”

“Now you have me anxious about having ever done this before.”

“Sorry.”

* * *

The following Friday, Emily and Jane went to Ted's dorm room.

“Emily, great to see you. How was last night?” Ted said.

“I didn't think they could get any weirder. But a Succubus? Those wings were just as sensitive as any other part of the doll. They had me standing next to the table and Rhana couldn't keep her hands off my wings. I have no idea what happened during the game. I'm guessing there was sex as Earl cleaned me up afterward.”

“So it was well worth it?”

“Certainly, I almost feel bad for taking their money.”

“That's new,” Jane said.

“Well, I'm sure tonight will be less interesting.”

“Probably. Let's get you situated,” Ted said. “You can go in the bathroom and strip. I'll change you through the door.”

“Sounds good. You going to be okay, Jane?”

“I'll be fine.”

Emily picked up an empty crate and went into the bathroom.

“You are one hundred percent sure you want to do this?” Ted said to Jane after the door closed.

“Of course not. But I am sufficiently sure that I want to see what this is all about.”

“I had to ask.”

There was an awkward silence before Ted took out his phone and made a call. “Cooper? It's Ted.... She's here now. Is today a good time or should we wait for next week?... Tonight is good.” He hit the mute button and said to Jane, “Last chance to bail.”

“No, tonight is fine.”

“She's ready. I'll bring her to you... Yes, 300... See ya soon.” He ended the call.

“So what do I do?”

“Hang on.” He went to the bathroom door and knocked, “Ready?”

“Ready,” Emily called back.

“3... 2... 1...” Ted said. Then he turned to Jane, “He's expecting you to be fully clothed so I won't be changing you until we are outside his apartment.”

“Apartment?”

“Cooper lives off campus. We'll be driving over after I deliver Emily.”

“Are you just going to leave her in there?”

“She isn't finished changing.”

“So it does take a few moments to change,” Jane said. “I couldn't be sure.”

“Yep, it's about three and half minutes. No idea why. And no idea why the doll isn't aware of the time during the change,” he said. “Before we leave, leave any personal effects in one of the empty crates and label it, would you?”

Jane looked at the shelf of empty crates and laughed. “You told Emily you had an open spot tonight. But apparently you could have filled it with any of your other dolls.”

“You got me. Emily complains the least of the rental dolls. I was curious if it was because of the clientele she was use to. Tonight should be eye opening for her.” He looked at his phone. “It should be ready.” He opened the door to the bathroom and carried the doll out. Then he grabbed the crate full of clothing and accessories and put it on the shelf.

Jane saw Emily was now an anonymous sex doll. Its face was kind of flat and there was a smear of blue “eyeshadow” across its upper eyelids. Its head was topped with a loose mop of dark hair. Its mouth was a fixed hole that did not really look like a mouth. It had large obviously plastic boobs. Its crotch had an round opening that was exactly the same shape as its mouth.

Ted grabbed a canvas bag and basically shoved the doll ass-first into it and tied off the draw string.

“Is that it? Are we ready to go?” Jane said.

“We have a few minutes. I'm expecting someone in a minute or two.”

“Should I hide?”

“You know the folks who are coming.”

“Interesting.”

A moment later there was a knock, Mike and Tanya were at the door.

“Hey, Jane,” Tanya said crossing the room for a hello hug.

Mike waved, “Hi, Jane.”

“You here to be dolled?”

“Me?” Tanya said. “No, he is.”

“Cool.”

Ted handed Mike a crate. “Go in the bathroom and strip. This is a two day doll, right?”

“Yeah,” Mike said and then disappeared into the bathroom.

“He doesn't seem thrilled.”

“He'll be happy afterward,” Tanya said. “You're gonna do what we talked about earlier.”

“That's what we agreed to.”

“You're not going to tell me,” Jane said.

“You'll enjoy the surprise. I'm so glad someone is here to witness this. Ted, you planned this?” Tanya said.

“Of course. It's only fair that Jane witness Mike's first time becoming a doll after witnessing your first time.”

Moments later, Mike was dolled and Tanya went in to fetch the doll. She spent a few minutes in the bathroom with the doll before the door opened again. It looked as if she had somehow been turned into a doll until Jane realized Tanya was carrying a doll that looked just like Tanya.

“You turned Mike into her?”

“This was all Tanya's idea.”

Tanya had dressed the doll in a dress she must have had hidden in her purse. “How do we look?”

They were almost identical. “Like twins.”

“You want a bag?” Ted said.

“No, I can carry him to my room myself. Take care,” she said and she left the dorm room with her twin doll.

“I don't think Mike was really into this,” Jane said.

“Probably not. But he's the one paying so who am I to say anything?”

“So now we're ready to go?”

“Yeah. Your stuff is in your crate?”

“Yep.”

They got into his car and rode to another dorm. On the way, Ted made a phone call to make sure his acquaintance was ready for the delivery. He parked at the front door of the dorm and got out to retrieve the canvas bag from the back seat. A couple of boys came out and ran up to the car like excited school children. Ted collected his fee before handing them the bag.

He got back in the car.

“They are not going to be as cerebral as the gamers,” Jane said.

“No, they won't,” Ted said with a laugh. “They didn't clean up their doll the last time they rented. I told them if they didn't clean this one up, it would be their last doll.”

“So you expect them to treat Emily well?”

“Not at all.” He laughed.

The car pulled up to a building about a mile off campus.

“Ready?”

“I suppose.”

“You don't have to do this.”

“It'll be fine,” Jane said.

“3... 2... 1...”

* * *

The anonymous doll felt the bag being dragged across the ground. It banged into a curb and bounced, jostling the doll around. It was glad it could not feel pain.

The bag eventually arrived at a dorm room and was dropped on the floor.

“Take it out,” a voice said.

“Not yet. Did Toby get the beer?” Said another voice.

“No, he's still working. He said he'd be here in a hour or so,” said a third voice.

“I ain't waiting an hour. I paid for the doll, I'm using it,” said a fourth voice.

“You only paid $15,” said the third voice.

“That's all I had.”

“That isn't even a eighth of the cost.”

“Fine.”

The doll felt something slam into it. It presumed that guy had kicked the bag.

“What are you doing? If you're gonna be like that, I'll give you your $15 back and you don't get to use the doll,” said the second voice.

“Fuck you.”

“I'm not losing money because you broke a fuck toy,” said the first voice.

“Calm down all of you,” said the third voice. “There's still plenty of time tonight for everyone to get their rocks off.”

There was a tense silence before the fourth voice said. “I'll be back in an hour.” The doll heard the door to the room slam.

“What the fuck is wrong with him?”

“I told you we shouldn't have cut him in.”

“Yeah, yeah. Next time we won't.”

“Assuming Neil doesn't fuck this up for us forever.”

“I'll kill him first.”

* * *

A few minutes passed and the Jane doll was aware again. It was still sitting in Owner's car. Owner was inside the apartment. He returned shortly. Another person waited on the porch steps. He was a tall, thin man, possibly in his mid-20s. He was not very muscular. His most distinguished feature was the thick, black-rimmed glasses he wore.

Owner opened the car door and pulled the Jane doll out. He unbent its legs and put its arms down by its side. Then once he was sure it could stand on its own, he carried it to the porch and set it down in front of the Renter.

“Twenty-four hours, Coop. I'll be back at that time.”

“Not a problem, Ted. Take care.”

The doll was facing away from the street and could only see Renter who watched Owner get into his car and start it. It had never seen Renter before. He was not one of the people it had suspected was watching it when it was a mannequin in the store window.

When the car had driven away, Renter said, “Come in, my dear.” He picked the doll up and carried it into his living room. It was actually pretty well decorated. All the furnishings seemed to match. There were a couple tasteful paintings on the walls. Lighting was a mix of table lamps and a floor lamp. There was a large screen television in the room. But it did not dominate the room like one might expect from a bachelor's pad. The doll could imagine someone hosting a cocktail party in this room.

“So this is the living room,” Renter said. “It isn't much. But I like it.” He carried the doll through an opening in the wall to the kitchen. It was also rather nice. The appliances were not high end and the counter top was a cheap laminate, but the cabinets were black with red highlights. The walls were a pale gray and the window curtains were striped in gold and red. The room was also completely spotless. There was a small table with two chairs. A vase with fresh flowers sat in the center of the table.

“And this is obviously the kitchen. It's functional,” he said. “I figured you would eat before you arrived so I ate earlier.” He carried the doll into the living room again and sat it down on the sofa. “I thought you might enjoy a movie tonight. There's plenty of time.” He grabbed the remote and sat down next to the doll. He left a respectable space between its legs and his own. The lights in the room dimmed on their own as he clicked through the selections and started an old comedy movie of the 1980s: Mannequin.

* * *

The anonymous doll heard the boys cheer as presumably Toby had returned with beer. Anything was more interesting then the talk they were having about programming some kind of app. The sound of five aluminum can tops being opened and then drank from was rather distinct. As was the sound of five aluminum cans being crushed. The doll, still in its bag, had a bad feeling about this.

Another round of beers were opened but they didn't down these as quickly. The bag was picked up.

“What are you doing?”

“I've waited long enough. I'm taking my turn.”

“Fine, Mitch. Make sure you clean it up afterwards.”

The bag was dropped on a bed. The drawstring was opened and the contents up-ended onto the bed in a heap. As the anonymous doll feared, it knew this kid, Mitchel something. He was always trying to ask Freshmen girls out because he'd wiped out on all the Sophomores the year before.

He pushed its legs even more up against its body and unzipped his pants. The doll was happy it could not see his junk. But it did feel his erection push into its front side hole. He started off well and the doll was enjoying the feeling until he came two minutes later. That was it. This was not the same level of attention the doll was use to.

Mitchel got a rag and swirled it around inside the doll's hole. That was almost better than the prior two minutes. Before he left he was looking at the doll. “What are you looking at?” He reach down and turned the doll's head to the side.

The doll heard him leave, its nose was pressed against the bed. It could not see the next three boys enter the room one by one and take a quick turn on its fuck hole. The next to last guy actually lasted more than five minutes but he just jizzed on the doll's torso. Then he spent a moment rubbing all over the doll's boobs and stomach. The doll found that surprisingly stimulating.

A few of the guys took second and third times with the doll before the last guy.

The last guy did not come in for at least an hour. And he had had a lot of beers. He turned the doll around and laid the dolls head at the edge of the bed. The doll got good look at his balls as he fucked the doll's mouth. About half way into it he stopped. The doll could hear his stomach churn just before he vomited all over the doll. “Sorrrry,” he slurred and then resumed fucking the doll's face.

He eventually staggered out of the room.

“What's that stench?”

“Is that spew?”

“Neil vomited on himself.”

“Fuck, Neil?”

“You didn't upchuck on the doll did you?”

A pair of boys rushed into the room.

“Someone take Neil to his room and get him to sleep it off,” someone said in the other room.

“Shower?” Said one of the boys when he saw the mess all over the doll.

“Yeah,” said the other.

They picked up the anonymous doll and carried it into the common shower room of the dormitory. They propped it up against a wall of the shower stall and tilted the doll's face up toward the shower head. The water struck the doll right in the face and started to fill its mouth hole.

The doll did not notice the boys had walked away as it sat under the shower for several moments unwatched. The patter of the water against its skin was the most sustained pleasure the doll had felt all evening.”

* * *

As the movie ended, the Jane doll realized Renter had done nothing more than put his hand on its knee throughout the film. The doll actually enjoyed the movie. It had always meant to watch it but had never taken the time.

“I hope you enjoyed that. I love that movie. I love how both the man and the mannequin are reluctant at various time to commit to the other before finally they live happily ever after.” He picked the doll up and carried it to his bedroom. He sat it on the bed and stood before it. “I hope you don't mind but we have a long day tomorrow and I want to get to sleep early. You can have my bed. I'll sleep on the couch.” He stretched the doll out on the bed and left it in darkness when he left the room.

* * *

Some time later, the anonymous doll heard someone enter the bathroom. “What a mess?” the unknown voice exclaimed. The doll could hear approaching footsteps stepping in puddles on the way toward it. A guy it had not seen before was standing outside the shower. He leaned in and turned off the water. “I bet you're not having a good night.” He walked away. The doll heard him shout, “Who left a sex doll in the shower?”

There were more shouts and the two guys who had dropped the doll in the shower showed up.

“Who's gonna clean up this mess?”

“It's a bathroom. Water happens in a bathroom, Dude.” As they picked up the doll, the water in its mouth spilled all over one of them. “That wasn't just water.”

“This mess won't just magically clean itself up,” the guy who discovered the doll said.

“Report us.” They said as they gathered the doll up and returned to the dorm room. “Get a towel. She's dripping wet.”

“Sexy.”

“Shut up.”

The boys did a half-assed job of drying the doll off.

“We gotta bring her back to Ted.”

“We do? He dropped it off. Won't he pick it up?”

“He said he just happened to be headed our way tonight. But we would have to drop it back before eleven.”

“Crap, that was half an hour ago.”

“Well bag her up and let's go.”

“There's no time.”

The anonymous doll was not sure if it should be mortified or amused as the two boys carried it across campus, completely naked and kind of damp. The doll was glad it could not feel temperature. Being paraded naked through Owner's dormitory was not the same as walking through it. People tended to turn to look at two bozos carrying a naked life-sized doll around.

The door to Owner's room opened before they knocked and Owner barred them from entering.

“Here she is. Safe and sound.”

“She's wet.”

“We had to wash her off.”

“Where's the bag she came in?”

“Oh, it needs to be laundered. We'll get it back to you by Monday.”

“Fine. Put the doll in my bathroom shower stall.” He held the door to the bathroom open and when they were done he closed it.

“How did you know we were about to knock?”

“I saw you carrying the naked doll across campus. I told you these dolls were supposed to be used discretely. But apparently you chuckle heads don't understand English.”

“No, no, no, it's all Neil's fault. He threw up on the doll. We had to wash her.”

“And then there wasn't time to put it back in the bag.”

“We won't let Neil near the doll next time.”

“There will be a next time, right?”

“I'll think about it,” Owner said. “Now scram.”

“But-” one of them started to say but the other grabbed him and dragged him out of Owner's line of sight.

Owner went into the bathroom and examined the doll after standing it up.

“Looks like they actually did clean you up pretty thoroughly. I'll change you back now.”

A few moments later, Emily was naked and alone in the bathroom with her crate on the counter top. And there's a piece of paper in her fist. She read it and then tucked it into her purse. She got dressed and stepped out of the bathroom.

“Well?” Ted said.

“You called them chuckle heads. That doesn't begin to describe the five of them.”

“Five? I thought there were just four of them.”

“They probably didn't mention Toby, their beer connection.”

“That explains the vomit.”

“Unfortunately. You can also ding them on discretion for leaving me in a shower for like half an hour without supervision. Someone not in their group discovered me.”

“Their dorm has communal showers, doesn't it?”

She nodded.

“Idiots,” Ted spat. “Well, this is yours.” He handed her $100.

“You're not taking a cut?”

“Oh I did. I charged them double tonight. I have to confess. I've had complaints about them. But I was hoping they would manage to be on their best behavior for you.”

“I'm just glad it's over. I wonder how Jane's night is going.”

* * *

As a mannequin, the Jane doll was use to the quiet nights standing alone in a store window display looking out onto a deserted street as the town slept. Very little to distract its mind. The current lack of distraction was not as helpful tonight as it contemplated what might be happening tomorrow. So far Renter had completely confused the Jane doll and it wondered what tomorrow would bring.