Caroline's Total
The complete Caroline stories.
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Copyright Oggbashan October 2005; September 2006; December 2012; January 2013. This omnibus edition September 2015.
The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work.
This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons.
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Caroline is an artist. She uses an unusual form of media. Her speciality is giant inflatable figures with some animation.
Normally her creations have a serious theme. For Halloween the City Council had commissioned her to produce some inflatable witches to 'fly' across the square outside City Hall. Caroline was reluctant to commercialise her art. The local publicity rather than the fee decided her to accept the commission. It was sweet to be wanted by her home town.
The flying witches were nearly ready. The suspension wires had been installed during the day. Caroline had attached the deflated witches to those wires. All she had to do at the evening commissioning ceremony was turn on the power to the air pumps and the servo motors that would 'fly' and animate the witches.
As usual when Caroline had a structure to install I was an unpaid helping pair of hands. We had been friends for a long time and although the car accident had strained our friendship she still turned to me when she needed help.
The car accident had been two years ago. I had been a passenger in Ivan and Caroline's car when a heavy truck with faulty brakes hit head on. Ivan had been killed outright. Caroline had been carrying Ivan's baby due to arrive in a couple of weeks. When we got into the car Caroline was in the front seat and didn't put her seat belt on. I was sitting behind her. I passed her the front seat belt and suggested she put it on. She didn't want to because it was uncomfortable across her bump. I insisted. So did Ivan.
If she hadn't been wearing her seat belt she would have died with Ivan. If I hadn't been wearing mine I would have crushed her from behind. That seat belt saved her life but killed her baby as her weight slammed forward. The car was too old to have airbags that might have saved the baby.
When Caroline came out of hospital after a Caesarean operation to remove her dead baby she wouldn't see me or speak to me for months. I had written her a couple of sympathetic letters without getting a reply. Eventually her need of me as a useful pair of hands brought her back to me. Her first request was that I should be a guinea pig for her latest commission. Six months after the accident it was ready. Her recovery from the operation had delayed its completion. She had intended that she and Ivan should test it.
It was her most controversial and expensive private commission called 'The Ideal Partner'. The whole idea was weird. She had been asked to make an inflatable sex toy that could be either male or female. She had succeeded.
The 'Partner' was six feet tall but operated lying down. It had a control panel at the back of the neck under the short black hair that could be either a crop for a woman or long for a man. The first switch was marked 'Prepare'. That switch inflated the 'Partner' from a flaccid shell. The second switch was labelled M/F. If F was selected, the breasts inflated, the waist constricted to a female shape and the thighs slimmed. If M was chosen, the penis emerged from a concealed pocket above the vagina and inflated. The torso remained flat and the thighs grew thicker.
The third and largest switch was marked 'ON/OFF'. The operator would place himself or herself in position on the inflated doll before pressing the switch.
If the 'Partner' is set as Male the legs will stay in position. The arms clasp the woman, pressing down on her buttocks, and bucking under her, impaling her on its penis. It will continue to fuck her tirelessly until the OFF switch is pressed.
If set as Female the legs spread allowing penetration of the vagina. The 'Partner's' legs and arms wrap around the man pulling him into a tight embrace. One hand will move to the back of the man's head to bring his lips into contact. A tongue would inflate and push into his mouth. That tongue will move inside his mouth as the 'Partner's' pussy contracts rhythmically. Those movements continue until the OFF switch is pressed.
Caroline wanted me to be there while she tried the 'Partner' set as a male in case something went wrong with the mechanisms. I was reluctant. There had never been anything sexual between us. We had shared a hug or two and a passing kiss on the cheek. That was it. Now she was asking me to witness her being fucked by a doll. I could appreciate her dilemma. She and Ivan had been inseparable. She needed a man and I was the closest.
'The Ideal Partner' performed as designed. I was embarrassed as Caroline, impaled on her creation, experienced a number of orgasms. She had fitted a condom to the erect penis before starting the mechanism. She peeled it off.
"OK, Nick, it worked for me. Now let's try it for you."
Caroline switched the device to Female. I was aware that she was covering herself with her clothes. I barely noticed, fascinated as the body changed. The alterations were small but the result was impressive. The whole aura became female. The penis retracted and hid itself, the breasts grew with erect nipples, the waist, thighs and arms slimmed and even the face changed shape slightly. The legs splayed apart in an invitation.
Caroline held out a condom packet. I turned my back on her and stripped my clothes off. I had to give my tool a couple of quick pulls before I could fit the condom. When I turned back to look at 'The Ideal Partner' my erection grew. She looked as titled. I lowered myself between those spread legs and penetrated.
"Ready?"
Caroline had her hand on the switch. I nodded. She pressed.
The Partner slowly reacted. The pussy opened wider to receive me. 'Her' legs wound around my back. I didn't move fast enough to avoid the arms that clamped mine to my sides. One arm held me tight as a hand pressed my head towards 'her' lips. They opened to meet me. My lips covered hers. 'She' was beginning to move under me as her tongue extended into my mouth. Suddenly I was aware that I was helpless in the 'Partner's' clinging embrace. I couldn't move an arm to reach the OFF switch. My tool was being sucked remorselessly inwards into a warm pulsing vagina.
I tried to ask Caroline to stop the device. I couldn't. That tongue had gagged me as effectively as a ball. She was standing out of my line of sight. I tried wiggling my fingers to attract her attention. She didn't react.
My helplessness was erotic. I knew that I wasn't in any real danger while Caroline was there. I let myself be carried away by the 'Partner's' simulated passion and came into her. 'She' took no notice and continued to pump away at me as if demanding an orgasm of her own. I ejaculated twice more in the hour that Caroline left me at the 'Partner's' mercy.
When Caroline finally pressed the OFF switch I lay exhausted on that doll. I wanted to shout and yell at Caroline. I hadn't got the energy. Caroline helped me to the spare room and put me to bed. I slept for hours until she brought me a cup of coffee.
I railed at her for leaving me so long. Caroline didn't seem impressed by my anger.
"It doesn't matter, Nick. You had a great fuck, didn't you?"
I had to agree.
"Then why are you complaining? I needed to test 'The Partner' beyond what the client will take. He's middle-aged. There's no way he would run the device for an hour."
"If he has a choice, Caroline. I couldn't get free from those arms and legs."
"I know. Shame. They won't be like that when delivered. They'll wrap round his body, not his arms. I adapted them just for you."
"Why? Did you want to punish me for something?"