Author rant:
So freaking pissed i spent around a couple hours.
copying and pasting then editing on here each time it lost it
so sorry for grammar mistakes i am really mad and lazy to edit it all again.
Will come back just want this thing up.
*Mature themes Reader beware
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Chapter one: Origins Of the love doll in a faraway land
“Come on Larissa, try him out it will be good practice for when you get a boyfriend”
“A-absoultly not! stop it Rachel”
Its been several minutes since I’ve fallen into this situation. My name is Chris Holland 45 year old a virgin from earth.
Now I’m in a dark dimly lit looking place that looks like a dungeon. with many desks and books piled near a staircase leading up in this small room.
Oh forgot to mention I’m a freaking love doll from the looks of it!
I do not know why, or how the hell this happened
So here I am, from what I gathered from listening to these two young women talking.
The 5’5 young woman wearing a brown cloak with cascading red hair is named Rachel, she created me using magic, she also seems to be a major pervert from their conversation.
The one she is constantly teasing and face looks like a red tomato every time she looks at me is named Larissa.
She is slightly taller then the pervert Rachel, with a pretty face, will have a good looking body in a few years. And blonde shoulder length hair. Both seem to be about in their late teens to early twenties.
In this situation as weird as it might be I’m glad I'm not human.
Because it would be weird for a guy my age to be standing by two young looking women
WITH A HARD ON!!!
It creepily looks like a real one and its bigger then um what I am used too. I can not get the thing to go down though, or move any other part of me for that matter. I contemplated trying to talk as I can understand their language but if I was able too things might become very awkward.
“fine then Larissa just watch me”
UMMM
“Stop it Rachel! I don’t want to watch”
"ohh relax, I will start with something called a blowjob”
I should be excited to get this kind of treatment but I don’t want someone as plain as her! As my first time even if it’s a BJ and not from some young teenage girl!
Rachel smiling gets on her knees in front of me. Moving her mouth towards my…
NO NOT LIKE THIS, I CAN’T EVEN DEFEND MYSELF FROM THIS PERVERT!!
*THUD*
“Rachel! What in gods name did you build this time?”
A short middle aged pumpkin shaped woman with short black hair wearing a yellow flowered cover sundress yells from the top of the stairs. With a look more of annoyance then real anger. Next to her is Larissa
What a good girl she went and got help before her friend raped me
“Umm hi mom”
Rachel says still on her knees now looking at her mother who has descended down the stairs with Larissa behind her.
The stairs make creaking sounds as she reaches the bottom without looking at Rachel she walks towards me.
“my good lord Rachel, I will be taking this away from you”
Rachel sulks in defeat not saying anything, trying her best to avoid looking at her mother.The mother with her big meaty hands grabs me and something happens I did not expect. I felt her touching me and when she did a warm fuzzy feeling almost like when you get a sugar rush coursed through my body.
Pulling me close to her big body she wraps her right arm around me carrying me on her side up the stairs.
I imagine it looks like a viking carrying a woman back to their ship and I'm the woman in this scenario. As she carries me up the stairs I say a silent prayer hoping they hold out.
*whack*
Moving through the doorway a large thud resounds. Its from my head hitting the door-frame.
“whoops”
OWWW that hurt! And all you can say is whoops?
Wait that actually hurt?
My head is throbbing as we move through rooms in what seems to be a small house built from logs. Moving inside a room that has a fireplace and a large bed the viking woman carry's me towards the direction of a large oak looking wardrobe.
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Opening one door by its wooden handle she puts me in along with the woman’s clothes which seem to be hers from the size.
I’m propped front side up my face facing towards her.
Eyeing me she takes a long look at my thing, a smile coming towards her face that I don’t like.
“really what a perverted daughter I have”
Closing the door she leaves me in the dark wardrobe.
Immediately i try raising my arm.
Success
It moved but not the way it is supposed too, it feels like its moving in live-action movements. Now to try my fingers, starting with my thumb.
OH MY GOD
A pain like none other I felt before shoots into my thumb, a feeling like something is pushing into place.
POP
The pain is gone, I can now move my thumb. For the rest of the time I did the same with the rest of my fingers and followed by other things on my body.
Unbelievable pain made it seem like I was in here for ages, deciding its time to escape I try to open the door.
Before I can push it open, a sound like someone jumped onto the bed in the room catches my ears. Most likely the viking woman. Her face pops into my mind when she looked at my thing. Scared I decide not to try and run. Instead praying that she wouldn’t grab me out of the wardrobe for some night time activities.
Surprisingly sleep came to me even in the doll form. But upon waking up I could no longer move again expect for my eyes.
Now in a wooden box like a coffin from the noises, sounds like I am now in a city of some sort. I am very thankful the viking woman threatened Rachel she would burn me. Rachel’s plea of how long it took her to build me saved my new found life.
Thus viking woman has decided to sell me or give me away that’s why I find myself today in a box. Cart noises along with horses hoves fill my ears. This world must not be very advanced, except for magic which viking woman I believe is using to move me around.
*ding* *ding*
“Ah good morning Ms. Warbokowski, um may I ask what you have brought to my store?
“Something Rachel made” in a hushed tone viking woman answers.
The box and I are propped up into a vertical position from our previously horizontal position. Sounds of creaking wood as viking woman opens the lid.
Bright light hits me, looking around I’m indeed in a small shop that has items on several shelves that I have never seen before. No one seems to be in the store except for viking woman and this other woman in front of me.
JACKPOT
She is beautiful a perfect face with long blonde hair,blue eyes standing at around 6’3. Wearing odd looking black pants and a black shirt barely covering her Huge chest. OH and the best part cat ears she must be a demi-human I have read about in novels.
I hope this kitty makes me her plaything.
*giggle* “oh my”
Kitty makes a seductive smile while laughing while looking at where most people so far always look.
“Rachel sure is something, but I don’t know if I can sell this”
“I’ll take it”
A sweet seductive voice calls from behind the two woman. After the two women look back I catch a glimpse of the person who spoke.
A woman an attractive face highlighted by blue eyes, and long silky white hair coming down to her shoulders, that matches the color of her skin. Wearing a long revealing white dress and if her pretty face wasn’t enough her body is like that of a model’s tone yet curvy and a giant chest at-least an E cup to top it all off.
“I am a succubus and with the new law of not able to use live subjects for our school. I think that doll would be perfect for our kids in their studies”
“You can have it, I want this thing away from my daughter” viking woman responds
THANK YOU GOD
Thus my lid was closed and I was put on a cart headed to a school.
I never liked school but if that woman is a teacher its going to be a fun time.
Author Rant again:
Feedback or advise will be helpful and much appreciated as I'm new to this writing thing
No *sex scenes* this chapter if your looking for them. they will come probably next chapter or chapter after that.