The Doll (closed)

[Lexavier]

Esme awoke from her doze when the car pulled into the driveway. He was home! The elation she felt mingled with the sexual frustration she felt while she waited. She wanted him now!

When she saw the strange new woman step out the car however, her heart fell. Tearing her eyes away from the scene below, she ran back to his bedroom and assumed her position. Who was this woman who could just waltz in here and steal Charlie away from her!

She waited, hearing the light conversation and music floating up from downstairs. Then she could here it, the door to door tour of the house until.

*creak* of the door as it swung open. What a hussy she was, simpering smiles and fawning looks of admiration? Give me a break! Esme wanted to hiss and growl when the woman dared picked her up, and she wanted to scream when he turned her away!

As the noise grew, her anger burnt out, and she was left with a sad feeling of loneliness. Her Charlie... in the arms of that ... Bitch. She knew she was being harsh but she couldn't help how she felt. As they settled into each others arms for the night, she turned herself back, watching on as the sun started to rise again.

That was a mistake. Now she did have to watch, conficting emotions burning into her heart. Charlie was a good preforer, the way his body moved lit a fire inside Esme and if it wasnt for her porclain legs, she'd have collapsed. On the other hand it was to this other woman. Esme would have her revenge, this meant war.

 

[gunforhire]

When Charlie woke that afternoon he was rock hard. It felt so good to be with a woman again. He could still smell her scent lingering on the sheets and pillows. How he would have loved to be with her still, but he knew it was for the best. He didn't want to appear to desperate or clingy, after all. But being physically intimate with a younger attractive woman made Charlie feel virile.

Ordinarily if he had awoke with an erection like this he would have jerked off. Instead, Charlie decided he wanted to "save" it for when he saw Anna again. After showering Charlie was drying off when he heard his phone buzz. He sat down on the bed, wrapped in the towel, feeling himself getting hard just from the sound of his lover's voice. Anna was headed home for a few weeks for Christmas in the morning but she was in the mood for company.

Charlie quickly dressed and brushed his hair back. He jumped in his car and headed out, not to return until noon of the next day. He went straight to bed.

 

[Lexavier]

Esmeralda had calmed down a little by the afternoon, but her fury peeked again as Charlie recieved another phone call. He was like a puppy, perking up at the call of his master. It should be her receiving that reaction, not this hoe.

She couldn't help overhear the phone call and she smiled ruefully. A few weeks without her would give Esme the time she needed to be the woman for Charlie. It would take time and a lot of effort, but she would be, she would change for him. This was something she'd never attempted before, the chance of being caught were always too great, but the mixture of jealousy, anger and lust made her more determined than ever.

She spent the whole time he was away wandering lost around the house. Doubt and low esteem made her wonder if he'd even want her if she revealed herself to him. She guessed she would just find out.

 

[gunforhire]

Charlie felt rejuvenated. Much better than the last few Christmas seasons when he felt sorry for himself, not getting to spend as much time as he'd like with the kids. He gradually added running to his workout routine. When he got home from the runs he would end up masturbating before showering, not thinking twice about the doll on the nightstand.

The girls spent Christmas morning with their Mom and he picked them up that evening. Alllie had asked him if he liked the company of her doll and he enthusiastically agreed yes. The little girl of course took the doll back to her room, brushing her hair and telling her all the secrets of a girl's life. When it was time to go back home she put the doll in Daddy's room telling him that Esme liked it there too.

A few days after Christmas, Anna returned and spent quite a bit of time at Charlie's, usually spending the night. New Year's Eve she surprised Charlie with new lingerie and a matching tiny pair of panties when they got home. She wouldn't let Charlie take the panties off her during sex, making him just pull them to the side as he fucked her. They were both pretty drunk and the sex was intense. In the morning she left the lingerie and panties behind and headed home.

New Year's Day was warm and sunny enough for a jog outside. He felt guilty about all the extra food and drink in his system so pushed himself even harder on his run. Pleasantly exhausted when he got home he went to take a shower when he noticed the panties on the floor. When he picked them up he got instantly hard. They were covered in Anna's now dried juices and her scent lingered, driving Charlie to an even harder erection. Holding them to his face he laid back on the bed and undressed, stroking himself a long time before he finally let himself cum. He continued to jerk hard as his cock erupted, splattering his stomach and chest with the thick stringy fluid.

When he went for his shower he noticed Anna had also left her hairbrush behind. He took his shower, put his boxers and robe on, fixed a light meal and took his laptop to bed. It was still early but the previous night and his run had made him very tired. When he realized he was pretty much asleep he shut the laptop down and went to sleep.

 

[Lexavier]

It was difficult to practise her transformation. The house was often busy now Charlie was off from work. Esme's mood improved dramatically when she saw Allie again, the child's smile was infectious. It was then, on the evening of christmas day, that Esmeralda finally completed a transformation. She could hear Charlie and the children downstairs, laughing and talking, the joy of christmas evident. Concentrating so hard she thought she was going to burst, her body began to change, grow, stretch, until she was a human height.

Staring at her reflection in a mirror, examining her inviting body, every part full and smooth and flawless. She tiptoed around, looking around from a new perspective. Oh yes. This would be fun indeed.

When Allie left, and Anna returned, Esme could barely cope. Once more falling into the pit of mixed emotions. Night after night she had to watch the two of them fuck each others brains out. The biggest problem was that Esme found it so very exciting to watch them. She burned with desire, having to stand there, her eyes fixed upon their passion. At one point she lost it, accidentally switching to flesh, her fingers dipping into her pussy as she stifled a squeal of forbidden pleasure. She managed to switch back without anyone seeing, although Anna may have given a funny look, but it soon disappeared as she returned to their love making.

On New Years Day, her desire burned anew as she watched her love stimulate himself. When he left and she heard the shower, she quickly transformed, growing a full sized woman. Her heart pounded in her chest as she felt so naughty, tiptoeing over to the fallen panties. Esme wondered if Charlie would find her appealing in something like this.

She slipped them on, gasping as the soft material pressed against her sensitive pussy and disappeared between her cheeks. She slunk over to lie on the bed, wiggling her bum as she got comfortable. Slowly, she began to squeeze and pinch her breasts, biting her lower lip and closing her eyes. Esme could feel herself getting wetter, she couldn’t resist for long.

Her hand travelled down her body, and she gasped as she felt her pussy through the thong. She was indeed very wet, soaking the material as she ground her hips against her hand. Her legs were shivering uncontrollably; She couldn’t sit still as she slipped a hand under the fabric. It was like she'd been electrocuted. Letting out a little whimper, she stroked herself with her index finger. She teased herself a little more, her other hand continuing to stimulate her nipples.

She circled her clit, making her exhale sharply, rolling over the little nub with her fingertips and sending little shivers up her spine. Dipping her hand back down, she felt her soft pussy lips and coated her fingers with her juices. With a sigh she began to rub her aching pussy. 'God I needed this so bad'. Her legs formed a V-shape as she licked her fingers, tasting her sweet juice, before sliding them up and down her pussy lips, pausing at the top to rub her hardening clit. Esme's breathing deepened and she released a quiet moan of ecstasy.

The moans got louder as she delved inside her, working a couple of fingers in and out of her wet pussy as the other hand roamed and caressed her body before moving down to rub at her clit. Slowly she took her hand away, and focused just on her clit, rolling around on the bed as she flicked and stroked it faster and faster, writhing in pleasure.

Rolling onto her side, Esme parted her legs and slipped her fingers back inside her pussy again, this time from the back, thrusting them back and forth vigorously. Her eyes rolled back in her head as she suddenly came, her orgasm was powerful and she found it difficult not to cry out loudly as she was overcome with the release of pleasure.

Panting hard, she listened intently for the sounds of the shower. Charlie was still in there, hopefully he hadn't heard anything. Esmeralda slipped off the soaked panties, and a mischevious thought crossed her mind. Anna would not be too happy to learn that Charlie had lost her precious underwear. Quickly looking around, she hid them deep in a drawer of summer clothes where they wouldnt be found for at least five months or so.

 

[gunforhire]

With the new semester a week away, Anna was increasingly focused on her new job. Charlie, being a veteran, did his best to reassure her that she would do fine. She spent less time with him the next few days but did manage to sneak over most nights. She thought it was odd her panties weren't to be found but figured they just got mixed up with his laundry and she had more important things to worry about.

She spent Friday night at his house since the girls would be with their mother and this would be the last chance to be alone without the hassles of a new job to worry about They retired early and spent most of the night perfecting their fucking.

Early the next morning Charlie was woke by a call from his ex. She was taking Lauren to the hospital to see her mom who was admitted overnight. She easily convinced Charlie to take Allie for a few days but there wasn't time to get rid of his lover. He woke Anna's nude form and told her the news. Still naked, Charlie took the doll to Allie's room as Anna hastily dressed.

Allie was at his door in 10 minutes with her bags. Her initial excitement disappeared when she saw the strange woman. Charlie introduced Anna as his friend from work but it was obvious Allie disliked the idea of sharing her dad's attention. Sensing the tension, Anna left soon there after.

Things immediately brightened for Allie when Anna left. Charlie helped Allie with her bags to her room. She immediately grabbed the doll and began talking to her. "Be down stairs in ten minutes, we'll get some breakfast somewhere," Charlie instructed his daughter.

They went into town for breakfast, Charlie still groggy from lack of sleep but happy to spend time with Allie. More guiltily, without time for a shower, he also found himself enjoying the feeling of Anna's dried cream on his cock and his pubic hair.

Father and daughter enjoyed the day together out on the town. That evening Allie talked her dad into having a slumber party on the couch. She fell asleep against Charlie's chest, the doll resting in her arms, pressed between them. Charlie thought he was in complete peace and easily drifted off.

 

[Lexavier]

Esmeralda cursed when Anna didn't show the emotion she expected from losing her underwear. Still, as she stood and watched them, she couldn't help but be more turned on than she was angry. Their lustfilled moans excited her, and it took all her control not to change.

Allie's intrusion was welcomed. She watched as the small child took Esme in her arms, telling her about how she wasn't sure on this new woman in Charlies life. She brightened when Anna left, returning to her happy, giggling self.

Finding the house empty once more, Esme decided to try something else to drive Anna away. She found the hairbrush Anna uses, and combed her hair, leaving long dark hairs stuck to the bristles. It might just be the spark she needed to cause an arguement.

When the two of them returned and night fell, she found herself pressed against the two people. It was very peaceful, and she almost regretted what she had to do next. She nudged Allie awake, she could see the confusion and wearyness in her eyes as they slowly slid open. Esme whispered in her ear, telling her how she didn't like Anna, that Allie shouldn't either. They weren't good for each other. We need to rescue Charlie... Allie just seemed to nod, before returning to sleep again...

 

[gunforhire]

Charlie dropped Allie off a few days later when her mom got back in town. Of course Allie put the doll in Charlie's room before they left, reassuring her dad that Esme really liked him.

Charlie texted Anna on his way home and invited her over. She was in his driveway just after Charlie. There hands were all over each other almost immediately and by the time they made it to his bedroom, he was in his boxers and she was just in her panties. Charlie pushed her down, over the side of the bed and tore her panties off as he got ready to mount her from behind. The lights were still on and Charlie was looking right at Esme as he penetrated Anna.

As the fucking got more intense, he split his attention between his girlfriend's jiggling ass and the doll that seemed to be staring at them. He must be losing his mind, but the doll seemed almost lifelike.

Finally he came and rolled off of her, pulling her to him. She got up and shut out the light and came back to bed, lying sideways over his leg and chest.

Charlie was woke by an object hitting his head. Anna was quickly dressing and was yelling at him. "I know you can fuck whoever you want but what the hell is she doing using my stuff? Is that where my panties went?"

Charlie realized it was a hairbrush she threw at him. He began to run after her but still naked he stopped at the front door. He walked back to his room, shocked and confused and looked at the hairbrush. He noticed the long dark hairs in its bristles. Realizing that neither of his blonde girls could have produced the hairs, he was more confused. He sat on the edge of the bed and tried to make sense of it all. He looked at the doll. Then shook his head at the absurdity of the idea and cursed himself for even entertaining the possibility.

 

[Lexavier]

Once more, Esme found herself enjoying the display before her. But what made it really hot was Charlies eyes locking onto her. His expression was one of lust and confusion. It made her feel good, she was slowly getting to him.

When Anna awoke before Charlie, she slipped out of his arms and tip toed to the bathroom. Several moments of silence passed until she stormed in, a harsh scowl on those pretty lips. She threw the hairbrush at Charlie, waking him up. After the brief exchange, he looked briefly at Esme again. She wanted to change for him, she wanted to rush into his embrace but something told her to be a little more patient. Instead, she found herself smiling, happy that her time would be near when she cold be with him...

 

[gunforhire]

Charlie got dressed, still very confused about what had happened with Anna this morning. It wasn't just the hairbrush that made no sense. She said something about her panties missing. Was she referring to the panties that she left with her nightgown? He had assumed she had taken them home to be laundered but apparently she had forgot that. Anna obviously thought he was fucking someone else. Of course he had not been. And the only people who had been in his house were Charlie and his daughters. Lauren didn't even know Anna existed so it's not like she would be pulling a prank. Unless she found the lingerie and hairbrush and added it all up. She was obviously upset her mother was dating so it made sense if she resented her father dating someone too.

Once Anna had a chance to calm down he would explain it to her. She was a smart woman surely she would understand.

Charlie looked over at the doll again, deciding he was crazy for even contemplating her being involved. Charlie had to get out of the house. He went for a drive on campus and saw Anna's car parked in the staff reserved area. He should probably get some work done in his office but he didn't want to see her just yet. He drove home and changed into his running gear and went for a long run. Even when he was exhausted, he kept walking, the gears in his head turning.

After finally getting home, he showered and decided to text Anna, urging her to come by.

 

[Lexavier]

Charlie left for his run, and Esme wandered the house in her full form. Everything was different from this perspective. Trying to keep out of view from the windows, she made her way into the kitchen. An alluring fruit bowl brought her in, where she found a large juicy apple. She took a slow, savouring bite, letting the juices dribble down her chin. 'Mmm'. She put the apple on the side and padded into the bathroom.
Charlie would likely want a shower when he came in. Breathing gently on the mirror, she drew a little heart in the condensation and filled it with the letters E 4 C. It would show up when he had his shower, she hoped.
Finally she wandered into his study, having a nose around. His desk was neat and tidy, with his stationary all stored away in various pots. As she was examining a rather curious pen, she heard the door go. Cursing, she tried to chuck the pen back in the pot but the whole thing spilled over covering the desk in stationary. Getting back to the bedroom would be took risky, so she shrank herself and hid in a cupboard...

 

[gunforhire]

Charlie was exhausted both physically and mentally by the time he had made it home. He had broken a pretty good sweat on the run before he began his extended cool down so by the time he finally headed in his body was damp and chilled. He took off his shoes by the front door and headed upstairs, craving the feeling of soothing hot water to melt away the cold. He started the water and n undressed, stripping the wet clothes away before climbing into the steam filled shower. The hot water cascaded down his body and soothed his muscles. He let the water warm him all over before he washed. By the time he rinsed the last of the soap from his body, the water was getting tepid.

Even though the exhaust fan was going, the bathroom was still filled with steam. He grabbed his towel and began to dry off in front of the mirror. Once his body was mostly dry he rubbed his hair with it to get off the excess water, covering his face as he did. When he moved the towel away he saw Esme's heart. His heart raced, trying to make sense of it. C obviously meant Charlie, but E??? It had to be a misguided attempt by Allie to get him to pay attention to the doll. But the hair in Anna's brush? Stealing her panties? Sure she had an active imagination, but would she really go this far?

His heart was still pounding as he went to the bedroom, expecting to see the doll. Someone had moved it from the nightstand where Allie usually put it. Was there someone in the house?

He hurriedly dressed, his hair still wet and messed and began to look around, on high alert. He made his way to the kitchen, seeing the apple on the counter, missing a bite. Someone had been here and was obviously trying to scare him. He grabbed a butcher knife from the drawer and quickly made his way through the house, looking for signs of the intruder. Finally he headed to his study and saw the papers strewn about but no signs of anybody.

Going back through the house he checked for unlocked doors or windows. There was enough dusting of snow that he would have seen tire tracks or footprints if there was an intruder. But there was no signs.

 

[Lexavier]

Esme peeped out of the cupboard, she could hear him tearing round the house. Finally he entered the study, wielding a butchers knife. She'd have to be careful. He had probably noticed she wasn't on his nightstand already.. how to proceed?..

When he left again, she slipped down, still in her small form and glanced out into the hallway. She'd have to make a dash for it. Her little heart pounding, she went for it, sprinting across the landing and into Charlie's room, pushing the door shut with a clunk. Her small dress flapped behind her as she struggled, pulling herself onto his bed. She could hear his footsteps on the landing.. Running, tripping, crawling.. she desperately hurried for the nightstand.. would she make it??............

 

[gunforhire]

Charlie's mind scrambled as he tried to make sense of the obvious intrusion. So much for inviting Anna over to work things out. He had to make sure the house was secure since there was no sign of entry. Was it possible someone was in the house.

Content that the lower level was secure, Charlie went to the basement and peered around. It only took a minute to convince him that no one was down there hiding so he headed back to the main level, opening closets and checking behind furniture. Everything looked normal except for what he had previously saw. He carefully went up the stairs, his heart pounding. The thought of calling the police entered his mind but he realized how crazy he would come across. He checked the girls' rooms, their closets and under the bed, locking the doors as he left them. The main bath room the girls used was next. Again no one and he locked that door upon leaving. The attic? He hated the idea of going up there since the only access was from the closet in his bed room but he knew he had to, as unlikely as that possibility was.

He slowly turned the knob and opened the door carefully, prepared to use the knife as protection. Flipping the light switch he immediately saw the doll back on the night stand. He froze. Who put her back? Whoever it did had to still be in the bedroom area. The closet door was still open so that was no hiding place. He carefully pulled back the blankets off the bed and peered underneath. The bathroom and attic were the only two possibilities. His heart was racing and his hands shaky as he burst into the bathroom, feeling silly as he pulled the curtain open only to find that empty.

Walking slowly back to the bedroom he looked at the doll again. Something was wrong about her. It, he corrected himself. Sitting on the bed next to the night stand he took her in his trembling hands and set her in his lap, trying to discern what was different.

 

[Lexavier]

Esme leapt onto the nightstand just as Charlie walked into the room. She managed to assume the position as he wandered closer. He picked her up. It felt different, it felt .. like this moment was the right moment. She hadn't meant to scare him, she had just become so lost in the feeling of being able to walk around like a normal person.

Slowly, as he cradled her in his hands, she changed. It wasnt her usual flash change, this was much more gradual. The dress softened, till it was a slip of fabric, her hair become loose strands that billowed out. Her skin became more toned, and softer. As her face changed, she began to blink, and a cute smile slid on her face when she was finally complete.

This was it.. make or break.. she looked up at him slightly nervously.... wondering what he would do next.

 

[gunforhire]

Charlie could feel his jaw drop open as he watched and felt the doll transform in his hands. The gradual change seemed to take forever, Charlie's mind racing to rationalize what he was watching but unable to explain it. He was about to put the doll down when he saw her blink and he froze again. Then her mouth formed into a smile. Everything about her appeared to be human, just miniature. His mind flashed back to the odd shopkeeper who was eager to part with it, with her.

Charlie didn't know what to make of the smile. It appeared warm but he feared he was in the presence of some sinister curse. All the pranks seemed harmless, but Anna was definitely a target. Had this doll been aware when he pleasured himself or the couple was intimate? He was immediately as embarrassed as he was nervous.

His trembling hands set the doll on the bed as he stood up and backed away. "What exactly are you?" He did his best to sound strong and assertive, but never feeling as unsure about anything in his life.

 

[Lexavier]

He placed her gently, even tenderly onto the bed, and despite his outward bravado, she could sense his fear and it pierced Esmeralda's heart like a spear. She straightened herself up, and brushed a little dust off her perfectly white gown and looked up at him brightly. "What I am is of no importance." she dismissed. "Who I am however, is Esmeralda, as you have been told." she started dancing, stretching out her arms as she twirled. The bed muffled the padding sounds as she leapt about. "You can stop looking scared now. I'm not going to hurt you."

She stopped, and looked up at him with a sly smile. "And before you ask, I've seen it all." she giggled and very obviously trailed her eyes down to gaze at his crotch before working her way up again. "I watched what you did when you were alone.. and when you werent..."

 

[gunforhire]

Charlie was still in awe as he watched Esmeralda move freely and in even more shock as she spoke to him. Had she been this alive with Allie? It was clear that she must have at least spoken with her but how much she had revealed to her was unknown. Charlie felt a bit sick at the thought of bringing something like this into contact with his daughter, no matter how benign the doll claimed to be.

But there was something beautiful and graceful in her movements. Hearing her say she saw him made him feel a bit embarrassed at first, then a bit aroused. He had a bit of an exhibitionist side that he shared with his ex wife but his relationship with Anna never progressed that far. "You must have liked what you saw then. But you don't like Anna much, do you?" Is it really possible the doll had real enough feelings that she felt jealousy.

Charlie sat on the foot of the bed away from the doll. He no longer felt threatened but his uneasiness lingered. He felt a bit awkward as he studied the thin cloth that clung to her shapely body that both repelled him and aroused him. He let out a deep breath, still not fully grasping what was happening or who she was but gradually accepting it for reality.

 

[Lexavier]

Esme couldn't help the guilty look she gave Charlie. Her lips parted but she held back the retort that threatened to come out. Finally she met his eyes and smiled. "No.. I don't." she said simply. She watched him out of the corner of her eye as she turned to skip across the bed. His gaze was on her body as he sat down.

"Do you like my body...?" she asked quietly, spinning around to face him and taking a few quick steps in his direction. She paused, doing a little spin, letting the dress billow and settle. "I saw you looking at me last night, while you were inside that woman... were you thinking of me?" Another couple of steps forward, giving him a sly look. "Do you dream of me? Of covering me in your seed?...." She crept a little closer, wondering just how close he would let her get.

 

[gunforhire]

"Do you like my body...?"

Charlie watched her graceful movements as she moved closer to him before he slowly nodded yes.

"I saw you looking at me last night, while you were inside that woman... were you thinking of me?"

Charlie didn't answer, thinking back, realizing that she might be right. He recalled being entranced by her gaze even as he passionately took Anna from behind. Knowing now he was being watched as he fucked her brought a feeling of arousal to him. Whatever Esme really was, she obviously liked the performance.

"Do you dream of me? Of covering me in your seed?...." Charlie's mind flashed back to the strange sexual dreams he had been experienced. Could that have been her in his dreams? Esme was close enough to him that he could see the now warm tones of her flesh, see her breathing, so lifelike, so real.

He nodded again as his hand slowly reached for her, wanting to touch again the apparently living body that he had discarded just moments earlier. His hand was trembling as he stretched his fingers to touch her small hand.

 

[Lexavier]

She reached out as she stepped with his reach, and slipped her soft hands against his fingers. She moved closer, pressing her cheek to his hand affectionately before slowly manipulating a finger to drag against her chest. "Would you like to see me?" she asked, knowing he could feel her firm nipples through the flimsy dress.

She could clearly see his suspicion and revulsion turning to arousal and lust. She shivered slightly, feeling her own moisture between her legs at the thought of where this just might go. Finally.. he would be hers...

 

[gunforhire]

The soft skin of her face felt real. As Charlie slowly felt it, guided by her, his trembling hand slowly relaxed. He let out a deep sigh as he realized he was accepting her as a true woman.

She guided his hand to her chest, and now was able to feel her stiff nipples through the thin fabric. "Yes, I want to see you." He moved his hands off of her, then back to her sides, slowly sliding the dress of her shoulders, and down her body. As he saw her standing there naked, he could feel his cock throbbing.

Charlie watched her, studying her body, the curves, the pure soft flesh calling him to touch it again. He placed one hand on her side, tracing her curves from foot to head. His other hand reached for her breast, cupping it, squeezing the nipple in his fingers, intently watching her body for reaction.

 

[Lexavier]

Esme slipped out of the dress, all the while watching Charlie's handsome face. His actions were becoming bolder, as he caressed her skin, held her breasts. She arched herself, pressing her swells to his hands as she gasped her pleasure. "Oh Charlie..." she breathed. The smell of her arousal, even in her small state, was all too clear. She forced one of his fingers lower, and she straddled it, letting it slide against her wet center. The touch was invigorating, just like when Charlie had woken after the nights she'd spent with him. "Tell me Charlie.. tell me what you think of my body..."