Human Sex Doll

[Indiscretion]

You are flicking through the Help Wanted section of the newspaper one morning and are surprised to see this:

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Wanted: On Human Sex Doll

A permanent, live-in position, all food and board provided.

You will provide any services required of you without question.

Complete cosmetic surgery overhaul will be provided to promote sex doll physique.

New wardrobe.

Home gym provided to keep you in shape.

Not for the faint of heart.
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No phone number is listed, but there is an address in a nice part of town next to the words "Interviews, Monday and Wednesday 3-5pm".

 

[justmethatswho]

Rebecca Moore on a whim found the ad in the paper. She was oddly intrigued. At first she threw the paper aside only to finde it Monday afternoon. I shouldn't she knew it was wrong, but she was in need of some excitement, Besides a free boob job would be nice

Rebecca

She arrived about 4:40 and knocked on the door. Her life flashed before her, she was nervous.

Rebecca was fairly confident in herself, personally and intelectually. She did not consider herself overly naive, yet for some reason as she read his response she was nervously intrigued.

"It will be fun" she giggled to herself, never expecting to follow through. But now she waited for him to open the door, she could run, she was about to turn when the door opened.

 

[Indiscretion]

Just as Rebecca is about to turn, the door of this fine old house creaks open and she sees me standing there, a 6-2 dark haired, blue eyed, fit looking and handsome man in his 40s. I am wearing a dark business suit without a tie and smililng at her. "Hello, you must be here for the interview. Please come in."

Rebecca follows me into the house and sees that it is large and tastefully appointed. I take her through to a large living room looking out over the bay and indicates that she should take a seat on the sofa. "My name is George Parks" I say "and this is an application for a very unusual position to meet my ... unique needs." As Rebecca sits down, she sees another man sitting across from her with a pad taking notes. "This is Dr Morrison. He will be assisting us with the transformation if we decide to go ahead with you. Can I get you something to drink?"

 

[justmethatswho]

"Umm ... Yes I am. Rebecca Harris ... Miss Rebecca Harris." Rebecca responds inspite of her impecable dress, as she is wearing womens business suit, in black pinstripes, the skirt is short of her knees, the jacket buttoned, as she opted for no blouse under. Her 4" black stillettos echo as she enters, her hair is pulled back into a bun. She notices she has left her reading glassed on.

She is eased as the door opens and a handsome man appears. As she enters, the tension is further eased as all seems to be normal. She pauses at one point about to leave but continues on.

As he introduces himself, she holds her hand out to shake his. "nice to meet you George."

She then notices the other man, her heart jumps as she wonders what kind of kink he is into.

"Yes what girl wouldn't want a free boob job." She giggles trying to ease the tensiona s she shakes Dr Morrisons hand and then sits down her legs crossed. The feeling of being ogled at fills her soul, as crossed her arms over her small b-sized breasts.

A bit off guard she finally answers the question of the drink, "Ummm yes, an Apple Martini if you would be so kind."

 

[Indiscretion]

"Good that's just the kind of attitude we're looking for. Dr Morrison will be performing the procedure which is why he is here. There will be 2 criteria we are looking for. First, we need someone who has the right attitude. That is someone who is eager to please, very open and sensual, and who is willing to push the limits to achieve great things. The second criteria is physical - your body has to be a good building block for us to get started on. Can you tell us why you think you're the right choice. And please strip down to your underwear while you're doing so."

 

[justmethatswho]

"Umm what?" had she heard him right.

At first she began to speak as she sat "Well, I am need of some adventure, you see, I am currently unemployed, and well I need a job."

She watched the two men. "So umm what is it you will exactly be doing to me in the procedures. I honestly like most of my features." Rebecca smiled nervously as the Dr motioned for her to contnue.

She stood, first unbuttoning her jacket. She thought of the eviction notice she recieved last month, in two days she ould have no where to live, her bank account was drained. "This job includes housing, doesn't it George?"

She had avoided his questions intentionally trying to hide her now glaring sexual naiveness.

 

[Indiscretion]

"Oh yes, the job involves full house and board. You won't have to worry about a thing.... as for the procedures, nothing too dramatic. Breast augmentation, obviously, probably something into your lips, maybe a little more on your face, perhaps a little narrowing of the face, we would consider butt implants as well and there are a few more technical procedures that I won't bore you with now. Nothing major, just tweaking. You will look fantastic at the end of it..." I smile at you, looking fatherly more than anything else. "And I will pay for a complete wardrobe overhaul and there is a complete home gym and trainer and dietitian here for you to work with. Now, please Rebecca, we do need to see your figure..."

 

[justmethatswho]

Rebecca paused and then finished unbuttoning her jacket, she reached behind her and unziped her skirt, hanging onto it for a second until stepping out of the skirt, she folded it settin the skirt atop her jacket on the back of the chiar.

She now stood wearing only a pink bustier, black panties and heels. "Do ... do you really think I would need that much done?" she asked shyly, shuffling back and forth as Dr Morrison motioned for her to turn around.

She took a couple steps and turned as if she were on a runway, hoping there was little else she would have to remove.

"If I may ask a question, "Will I have t have sex ..... with you ... or are the enhancements purely visual?" she held her arms straight, crossing her rists below her tummy.

She stood silent, recalling she was not even allowed to peirce her ears until she was 19. The ear piercings were the only unnatural marks on her stellar body.

 

[Indiscretion]

I smile at the innocent question. "Yes, honey, a human sex doll generally will have sex with her master. But it will be fun and something you want to do. After all, don't you find me attractive? And there will be training for you that will help to get you wanting just that."

I look at Dr Morrison who is making a notes and we whisper a few things while looking at your body. "Bra please" I say with a professional smile. "And you better tell me about your sexual history."

 

[justmethatswho]

He answered the question as she figured he would. Somewhere inside her the thought excited her. "Yes George you are very attractive." It was true he was, though she was certain he was substantialy older than she was.

She was about to ask about pay, when he ordered her to remove her bra. His voice was strong and subtly commanding. "Yes" As she reached behind herself she bit her lip, only three men had seen her naked before.

"umm well there is not much to say. I have had three sexual partners in my life. I have made love about 27 times." the actual number was right on as her diary would assure. "My first time was when I was 17, and like most was not very pleasing. My last lover was pretty good."

She paused not knowing how much detail he wanted. As she talked as she crossed her hands her small breasts pushed together.

"Will I be required to have sex with just you ... right?" she inqured.

 

[Indiscretion]

You see me nodding at Dr Morrison, who is taking notes. I smile at you and bring you another drink because yours is already empty. While you are distracted, you fail to notice that Dr Morrison has filled a syringe with something clear that was in a vial in his pocket. While you stand there in your panties and I talk to you, he quietly walks behind you and just as you sense his presence, you feel a needle price in your butt, through your panties and everything goes grey then black very quickly... you feel yourself being caught as you collapse....

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You awake some time later. You don't know how much time has passed. Your memory is foggy... you remember going to a house, talking to an older man.... talking about surgery and sex....

Your body is sore and feels... different... most obviously, the covers are piled high on your chest suggesting.... yes... there are implants... but where is the wound? All you feel are tiny scars.... and no swelling. How long have you been under???? And hang on... these things... they are huge!... still groggy, there is too much to process when the door opens and I am standing there, dressed similarly to before but my hair a little longer. "Ah, the patient is awake!" I say with a friendly smile.

 

[justmethatswho]

I smile as I see George approaching me with another drink. "Thank you I could use that right now." yet as I reach for it I feel a sharp sting in my ass. I turn quickly yet not before I passing out.

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Rebeca feels as if she has been in a perpetual erotic dream. Dreams filled with erotic images of woman who are like dolls, performing sex acts she had never dreamed of, never knew of. Her body aches, her chest, her face, her ass, even her legs. She tries to relax and breath deeply, yet her breath is restricted as thought there is a weight on her chest. As she breaths her breasts move up and down, as a waist cincher pinches her now 22" waist.

She struggles to open her eyes. The light is bright, her body aches as though she has been hit by a car. As her eyes open she squints looking down the covers appear to be stacked on her chest. She wiggles her toes, as she does she notices she cannot prevent her feet from arching as if she is wearing heels. She wets her lips as she does she feels her swollen lips.

She sees George and Dr Morrison enter the room.

"What ...?" As she speaks her voice is high pitched. She coughs to clear her throat. "What .... what happened to me ... did I faint?" her voice is still high pitched, the sound makes her think of a ditsy school girl slut.