If you haven't read Ted's Dolls 4: Emily 2, you might want to read it first. This story follows indirectly from it. This story also begins before Ted's Dolls 8: Ted and finishes after it. You might also consider starting at the beginning with Ted's Dolls 1: Jane.
“There must be some way we can rent a doll again.”
“No, Mitch,” Ted said. “I told you before. If you didn't treat the dolls with respect, you get no more dolls.”
“What if I found someone who would be our doll?”
“Sure, as long as they know what they would be getting for their experience. But none of my existing dolls wants to put up with you and your buddies.”
Mitch paused for moment before saying, “What if I were the doll?”
Ted burst out laughing. “You serious? Sure. No problem. When do you want to do it?”
“Would you be able to deliver the doll like you did last time? I don't want them knowing it's me.”
“Sure, if you're going to be the doll, I deliver you. Not a problem.”
* * *
A few days later, Mitch was naked in Ted's bathroom. “Are you ready?” Ted called from the other side of the door.
“Yes.”
Instantly, from its perspective, the doll was looking at itself in the mirror. It looked like any other anonymous sex doll it had rented from Ted before. But this time it was the doll, not the Renter.
The door to the bathroom opened and Ted picked up the doll. He carried it out to his car and drove across campus. As he drove he called ahead.
“Who is it?” The doll believed the voice belonged to Toby.
“Ted. I'm bringing you a doll.”
“Oh cool. Mitch said he was going to arrange something.”
“Yes, we spoke. It's still $200.”
“Yeah, I got the cash.”
“Good. I'm pulling into the parking lot now.”
“Be right there,” Toby said, hanging up.
Ted parked in front of the dorm and got out. He grabbed the doll from the back seat and stood it up next to the car as Toby came over to the car. “Here you go,” Toby said handing Ted a wad of bills.
“And here you go. Try to treat this one nicely.”
“I always do. It's those other idiots.”
“Sure,” Owner said. “And when you return it Sunday, put it in the bag you never returned.” He got in his car and drove away.
The doll was not surprised that Renter grabbed it by the crotch and by a boob and carried it into the dorm. It was only as Renter entered the dorm room that the doll realized that Sunday was two days from now.
There was a chorus of cheers as Toby came in.
“Where's Mitch?” Artie said.
“Dunno,” Toby said.
“He said something about a project,” Joel said. “Where's the beer?”
“In the fridge.”
The doll was left on a chair as they each drank a whole can of beer down in one go and crushing the cans against their foreheads. From its perspective, the doll thought this tradition was rather foolish. The remembered the time when Artie cut his forehead on the can.
Music played and the guys chatted for a while. There was a knock at the door and someone shouted, “Food!”
It was not food. “Get the fuck out of here Neil,” Toby said.
“What?” Neil said entering. “I can't have fun with you guys.”
“No. You've gotten shitfaced too many times. We're sick of cleaning up after you,” Joel said.
“It was just that one time. And that other time.”
“And the doll.”
“And the doll. Oh, cool you got another doll. See I didn't fuck it up.”
“We don't know how Mitch managed to convince Ted to give us another doll. But we aren't letting you or your dick near it. Now get out.”
“I don't need your fuck doll. I promise I'll stay in this room. You put the doll in the bedroom. I'm just here for the food and beer and scintillating conversation.”
Artie picked up the doll and carried it into the other room. He left the room after dropping it on the bed.
“That won't stop you from getting shitfaced and puking all over this room.”
“I swear I'll be good.”
Delivery from a pizza place cut the conversation short and the sounds of eating, drinking, and chatting were drowned out by the music and distance.
A renter entered the room and without preamble shoved his hard-on into the doll's crotch hole. The doll was shocked by how good this felt. It had wondered why girls, or maybe not always girls, were willing to be dolls. The pleasure it was feeling was intense and the doll wondered if it could orgasm. But it did not find out with this renter, whom it identified as Joel. This renter was done too quickly. With a pair of grunts he came in the doll. This was also surprisingly pleasant. Afterward the renter took some tissues and cleaned out the doll's hole.
The others, except Neil, took turns relieving themselves sexually into the doll's orifices. One of them pulled out and came on the doll's chest. He took the time to rub the load all over the doll. The doll wondered if all the dolls had been treated this way. Renter did not clean the doll up afterward.
Later, the music stopped and Renter came into the bedroom. This was Joel again. It was his dorm room that he shared with Mitch. He got into bed with the doll and spooned up against it before falling asleep.
Renter snored. Not that this bothered the doll. The doll was unable to sleep it discovered and the warmth of the body pressed against was comforting. Time passed slowly. The doll was most bothered by the sounds emitted by the human behind it. The doll did not think it wanted to know what it sounded like when Renter slept.
Long after sunrise, Renter stirred. He pulled the doll close before waking. “Oh, yeah,” he said. He rubbed himself against the doll and pleasured himself with it. Again the doll found this pleasurable but unfulfilling as Renter stopped playing with the doll once he came. Renter got out of bed and wondered out of the bedroom. “Hey, Mitch,” he called. He returned to the bedroom muttering about Mitch not being back. He grabbed some bath supplies and left the bedroom.
The doll could only wait. Renter returned dripping wet and finished toweling off and getting dressed for the day. He left again and returned much later with one of the other guys. “There it is on the bed,” Renter said.
“Cool,” said the renter known as Artie. He picked up the doll and carried to another room in the building.
The doll was passed around the dorm for the remainder of the day, being used by various friends of the core drinking group. The doll was unimpressed with all of its temporary renters. The doll spent the night with the renter known as Toby. This renter washed the doll thoroughly and dried it out sensually. The doll was actually turned on by the treatment. He ran a finger along the outline of the dolls face. His fingers trail around its boobs and continued down the front of its stomach before running his finger around the doll's front hole. The doll was amazed at how this all felt. When the renter entered the doll, the doll was revved up and anticipating the pleasure to come. Renter did not disappoint in his love making. The doll was unsure how it ended as a state of bless clouded its ability to think. The next thing it was aware of was it seated on a chair watching as Renter slept.
In the morning, Renter once again slow fucked the doll bringing it to bliss once again. After he cleaned the doll up, he stuffed it into the large canvas bag the last doll had been delivered in. The doll sat in darkness for a while as Renter showered and got dressed. Eventually the doll was carried out of the dorm and across campus. The doll heard a knock at a door.
“Here she is Ted.”
“Anything I need to know.”
“I don't think so. We were pretty good this time.”
“Pretty good?”
“I wasn't with the doll twenty-four/seven.”
“Fair enough.”
“Take care.”
The bag was picked up again and set down. The door to the dorm room shut.
After a time, a woman's voice could be heard by the doll, “Oh, my fucking god! Oh, god. What? Why did you revive me?”
“Tired of looking at you,” Owner's voice said.
“What? But I'm... You can...”
“Before you embarrass yourself further. Get dressed. I still need to go back to your sorority house to finish what I started there.”
“Oh, oh, right. Okay.”
The doll had no idea who the woman was but soon she was dressed and the two of them left. At least an hour passed before Owner returned without the woman. Owner carried the bag into the bathroom and dumped the contents on the floor.
Mitch found himself lying on the bathroom floor, naked. His clothes were in a crate left on the counter. He got dressed and left the bathroom.
“Well? How were they?”
“They were terrible fuckers. But otherwise respectful.”
“You lucked out.”
“They kept Neil away from me,” Mitch said. “You didn't tell me I'd be a doll for three days.”
“You didn't ask. And I had a busy schedule this weekend. And its not like you didn't enjoy it.”
“How did you...?”
“Lucky guess. You going to tell them?”
“No, they'd never stop ribbing me. And one of them would probably be truly embarrassed. I may have learned a thing or two from him how to treat a woman right.”
“TMI.”
“So can we rent a regular doll next weekend?”
“I don't know. I'm sure you learned your lesson. But I don't know about the others. Maybe convince one of them to take a turn.”
“I don't see how I can do that without exposing what I did.”
“If you're truthful, you won't need to explain where you were all weekend. But it's your choice. Here's your pay.”
Mitch looked at the $100 Ted handed him. “What?”
“I pay my dolls. You're one of my dolls. You get paid,” Ted said. “In fact, I've got someone coming by in an hour. If you want you can find out how dolls get treated by normal customers. It only pays $40 since I don't charge everyone what I charge you chuckle heads. Interested?”
“Um...”
* * *
“Where've you been?”
“Had to go home for the weekend,” Mitch said.
“You didn't tell anyone,” Joel said. “Don't know how you did it but Ted rented us another doll while you were gone.”
“Yeah, it was just a misunderstanding.”
“Great, can't wait to next Friday.”
“Yeah,” Mitch said. He opened his laptop and composed an email.
* * *
From: [email protected]
Date: Oct 16, 2023 09:32:15
Subj: Re: That Note
I took your advice and was a doll for Ted. It was very insightful. I feel like I owe you a grave apology for how you were treated by my idiot friends when you were our doll. Thanks for your help.
Mitch
* * *
From: [email protected]
Date: Oct 16, 2023 21:53:01
Subj: Re: That Note
No way. You let your friends... You're braver than I thought. You should try being a doll for a Renter with fewer idiot friends.
* * *
From: [email protected]
Date: Oct 16, 2023 09:32:15
Subj: Re: That Note
I already did. Some guy has a secret admirer buying him sex dolls. Not sure how that is going to get the admirer anywhere. But the guy was... Ted explained that the feeling of bliss has been experienced by other dolls. I assume that's the real reason you do it.
Mitch
* * *
Mitch was once again naked in Ted's bathroom. As he got dressed and stepped out, Ted paid him his $100 for being a doll for the guys. “At least it wasn't a whole weekend this time.”
“We're they good or are you the only way they get a doll?”
“If I say they were good, would you believe me?”
“This evening? No, I already heard about you getting defenestrated.”
Mitch laughed. “That was an accident. But I can see why you wouldn't want that accident happening to your normal dolls.”
“I don't want to see it happening to you either. Technically you are one of my normal dolls.”
“I am?”
“You've done two other sessions besides your friends. Yes, that qualifies you as one of my dolls.” Ted opened the door. “Next week?”
“I don't know.”
“You don't have to.”
“I know.”
The door closed behind him and he started walking toward the elevator.
“Fuck, Mitch.”
“What?”
Toby was standing behind Mitch, “You fucker. You're the doll.”
“No. No.”
“Don't fucking lie. I just dropped the doll off to Ted. And then you come walking out of his room. What else am I to think?”
“Don't tell the others.”
“What makes you think I won't tell the others?”
“I won't do it any more. And then there are no dolls. And remember, I know how you treat the dolls.”
Toby glared at him. “What does that mean?”
“You don't slam, bam, thank you doll. You treat the doll like a real woman.”
“So.”
“Artie won't rib you for that? Joel won't? Neil would be vicious. Probably make smoochy noises at you.”
“Fine. I won't tell them. But I'm out. I'm not buying a doll with you reprobates.”
“You could always try it. Give me a week off. It's actually kind of nice when someone treats you right.”
“How do... You've been a doll to other people too?”
“Why do you say that?”
“No doll we've rented has been treated right.”
“I say this without judgment. But you treat a doll right.”
“I still think you've been a doll for other people.”
“It's not like doing that is cheating on you guys.”
They continued to walk back to their dorm in silence when Toby said, “What's kind of nice when treated right.”
Mitch did not respond immediately. “It's like an orgasm so good, you lose track of time. You only realize you lost time because you've been moved or the renter has moved and you have no recollection of it happening.”
“That good.”
“I think it's sometimes better than a normal orgasm.”
* * *
The next Friday, Mitch arrived at the dorm room with a sex doll to a resounding cheer.
“Where's Toby?”
“He got the beer earlier. Said he had to go home tonight.”
“More for us.”