If you haven't read any of the Ted's Dolls stories before, you should read Ted's Dolls 1: Jane before reading this one. While this story involves all new characters, the rules of the Ted's Dolls universe aren't fully explained herein.

As the door opened, Ted was standing in the hallway beyond holding a large canvas bag. “Are you Edwin?”

“Yes.”

“This is for you,” Ted said. He stepped a few feet into the room and put the bag down on the floor. “Be sure to bring it back by midnight.”

“Wait. What?” He looked at the bag and back at the exiting figure. “I didn't order... This is one of those dolls, right?”

“Yes, it is. And I know you didn't order it. Someone else ordered it for you.”

“Who?”

“I'm not at liberty to say. Read the invoice in the bag, which also includes care instructions. You have to clean the doll before returning it.”

“I don't know where you live.”

“Read the invoice. Have a good evening.” And Ted disappeared down the hallway.

Edwin looked up and down the hallway trying to figure out if someone was pranking him. But no one else was there.

He closed his dorm room door and stared at the bag for a moment. With a shrug, he picked up the bag and put it on his bed. Opening it, he found a life-sized sex doll. It did not look like anyone he knew. In fact, looking at the face, the eyes were a bit too big compared to the head. It was not supposed to look like anyone in particular.

He looked at his phone and found he had less than five hours to return it. He set that thought aside and returned to doing the homework assignment that had been interrupted by the knock on the door. After a while he realized he had read the same paragraph more times than he could remember. He glanced back at the doll. It had not moved.

He closed his laptop and sat on the bed. He brushed a few stray brown hairs off the doll's face. “Why are you here?” He said aloud. He leaned down and kissed the doll's lips. They were cold, but softer than he expected. He was surprised to feel movement in his pants. He stripped off his pants and took hold of his growing member.

“It's already here,” he thought as he pushed himself into the front of the doll's crotch.

* * *

Two girls and a guy were already seated at the table Edwin brought his tray to. Candace was wearing skinny jeans and a white crop top. Next to her was Freddy wearing a Daft Punk concert t-shirt and black jeans. On the opposite side of the table was Mary, wearing a long black dress and a black long-sleeve jacket. Her hair was obviously dyed black. Edwin sat down next to Mary at a cafeteria table. “So which one of you jokers did it?”

“Did what?”

“What are you talking about?”

“The doll. Was it a group prank?”

“You aren't making sense,” Freddy said. “And if I was pranking you, you'd know it.”

“You know that guy Ted and his dolls?”

“Yeah.”

“Well, last night around seven, he knocks on my door and drops a doll off, paid for by an anonymous friend.”

“Seriously,” Candace said.

“Yes. I know one of you did it.”

“As I said, if it were me, I'd say so,” Freddy said. “And there's no way I'm buying you a doll. Ted charges like $100 for those rentals.”

“Really?” Mary said.

There was a pause at the table. Mary rarely spoke up.

“Wait. How do you know that?” Candace said to Freddy.

“Um, I was curious.”

“Ew,” Candace said. “I thought only Edwin liked dolls.”

“I said I was curious,” Freddy said. “Speaking of, did you?”

“Did I what?”

“Did you do the doll?”

Edwin blushed.

“Ew.”

“Get over yourself,” Freddy said to Candace. “Could it have been Jake? He said he owed you one after you tutored him in math.”

“Jake already paid me for tutoring him.”

“I know. Let's study in your room tonight, Edwin. Maybe Ted will deliver another doll.”

“I don't want to see one of these dolls,” Candace said.

“Prude.”

“Rude.”

“I don't either,” Mary said softly.

“Boys are pigs. Right, Mary?”

“Yeah,” she mumbled.

“Oink. Oink,” Freddy said.

“Cut that out,” Edwin said.

* * *

For the next few evenings, they studied in Edwin's dorm room.

“Why haven't we ever studied in my room?” Freddy said.

“Posters,” Mary said.

“Yeah, you have it decorated with bikini model posters all over the walls,” Candace said.

“They don't harm anyone.”

“And I don't want to look at them,” Candace said.

“I thought it was because he leaves laundry all over,” Edwin said.

“Way to back me up.”

They all froze as there was a knock on the door.

“I'll get it,” Freddy said jumping up.

The opened door revealed Ted holding a large canvas bag. “Having a party tonight, Edwin?” Ted said. He placed the doll on the floor and left.

Closing the door, Freddy said, “Take it out.”

“No,” Edwin said. “That would be rude to the girls.”

“Yeah, we don't want to see his sex doll,” Candace said.

“It's not mine. I didn't buy it.”

“Or did you?” Freddy said.

“I said I did not.”

“I'm just fucking with you. Not like you'll be fucking with the doll, of course. But you know what I mean.”

“I'm leaving,” Mary said and collected her books into her backpack.

“Me too,” Candace said. “Maybe if you ask nicely he'll let you play with the doll, Freddy.”

“I doubt it,” Edwin said.

“Okay, okay. I see I've overstayed my welcome.”

* * *

A couple weeks later, Edwin was in Ted's dorm room to drop off the sixth doll rented by his unknown...  friend? Admirer? Benefactor? He asked Ted, “Are you sure you can't tell me who is renting these dolls for me?”

“Sorry, Dude. That's between you and the buyer and if they don't want to reveal themselves, I can't do it either.”

“Okay. See you in few days I guess,” Edwin said.

Ted laughed. “If the pattern continues, sure.”

Edwin walked out and down the hall. When he heard Ted's door close, he turned back the other way. He passed Ted's door and ducked into the stairwell at the other end of the hall, which no one visiting the dorm would ever bother with as it is far from the exit. He hid beyond the door frame waiting to hear a door open in the hallway.

Ten minutes later, he heard the door. He peaked around the corner and was surprised to see who was leaving Ted's room.

* * *

There was a knock at her door. She opened it and Ted was standing there with a canvas bag. “Why are you here?”

Ted put the bag down on her floor. “I think you were found out.” He said and left.

Candace opened the bag. Inside was a male sex doll that was not anonymous. Edwin's vacant doll eyes stared up at her from within the bag. She closed the bag in a panic and then opened it. “How did you find out?”

She closed the bag again and left her room. She ran a few doors down the hall and knocked on the door to Mary's room. As soon as the door opened she rushed in. “He found out.”

“Who found out what?”

“Edwin found out.”

“He found out who sent him the dolls?”

“Yes.”

“How do you know?”

“Because Ted just dropped a doll the spitting image of Edwin in my room.”

“And you just left him there?”

“I--”

“Go back to your room and show Edwin how you feel. Right now.”

“I- I- I can't.”

“You've been pining for the boy for how long? And now he gives you himself on silver platter and you 'can't'?”

She shook her head.

“Let's go.” Meek little Mary grabbed Candace's arm with an iron grip as she pulled Candace out the door.

Candace said, “Since when are you not the mousy goth?”

“This is Romance!” When they reached Candace's dorm room she pointed at the door. “Get in there and make sweet love to that doll.” Mary grabbed the key to the room from Candace and unlocked the door.

“But-”

“Shut up. The whole point of this was be with him. Do it.” She opened the door and pushed Candace inside. The door was pulled closed and the key, still held by Mary, locked the door.

Candace looked again at the bag. She carried it over to her bed and slid the bag off the doll. “Hi, Edwin,” she said.

“I know you already know but except that time we were studying in your room, I was the doll that was delivered to your room. (I don't know who the doll was that time.) I know you have a thing for dolls and I kind of do too as you may have guessed by now so I thought it would be a good way to find out if you liked me. Because I like you and I guess you like me since we hang out together but that not the kind like I mean. You know, I mean, if you like, like me. But you never said you liked the doll when I was there so I was worried you might like the doll me more than me and that now that you had a doll you would not need a living girlfriend and I thought about being your doll for a few days. I could miss a few classes, I guess. Mary would let me share her notes and being a doll was great because you made me feel things I've never felt before. You are a beautiful lover, your lips are so soft but you hold me firmly and gently at the same time and I have no idea how you do that but it feels amazing and then you put your... But you would figure it out if I were missing for a few days. (At least I hope you would.) Though you did figure it out anyway. How did you figure it out? And then Freddy kept making it sound gross and I would go, 'Ew,' and I worried that you would think I didn't like dolls when I do and....”

As she rambled on, she was straightening the doll up so it was sitting next to her and she placed its hand on her thigh.

“... It's funny. I'm actually a virgin. I mean I've fooled around. I let a guy touch me down there once but I've never felt a-- a-- an erection before except as a doll.” Her hand reached out and softly grabbed the rod sticking out of the doll's crotch. She laughed. “I suppose I still haven't touched a real erection since you-- you're a doll at the moment. But sometimes I would wonder....”

She knelt down in front of the doll, her hand still holding the doll's stick. She placed her tongue against it and licked up to the end of the shaft. “I know how it felt when you would touch me as a doll. I can only imagine how this must feel to you now.” She continued to run her tongue up and down the doll's shaft before finally taking it into her mouth.

* * *

A few days later, Edwin was reading an assignment aloud. There was a knock at the door. “I'll get it,” he said.

Freddy entered the room. “I see you two are studying,” he said. “How's it going, Candace?”

The doll, dressed in jeans and a white crop top, that looked exactly like Candace remained motionless on the bed.

Freddy continued, “It kills me that she was so against those dolls when she was secretly the doll.”

“Yeah, we should have known that she protested too much,” Edwin said.

“You coming to dinner?”

“Yeah, I'll see soon, Doll.”

The doll hoped Lover would be back soon. The doll really wanted Lover to finish reading the assignment so they could get back to the fun part of it being a sex doll.