I didn't believe Megan when she said that a sex doll company had taken over the old factory building in front of our apartment. She said she saw people moving in large crates with names on them like Brianna, Taylor, and Samantha. When I asked her if she had seen anything other than crates and boxes, she became annoyed that I didn't believe her.
"Well, if you didn't actually see anything, then you don't really know if a company that sells sex dolls is moving in there." I told her.
"Madi, I know what I saw! They were moving in human sized crates with women's names on them. What more evidence do you need?" She asked.
Megan was always sticking her nose in places she shouldn't be, but maybe I could use this to my advantage!
"Fine, I will go check it out on Sunday, and If I don't find anything, then you owe me a new shirt from Anthropologie!"
Megan's face turned sour as she replied with, "And if I'm right?"
"Then I will model swimsuits for you for your photography portfolio."
Megan thought about my offer for a minute, then she turned to me and said, "Deal!"
***
That Sunday, I woke up just as the sun was coming up. I thought it'd be less risky sneaking around the building across the street this early in the morning. I rolled out of bed and got dressed in my yoga pants and a running bra and quietly crept out of my room. I must have been the only one awake in the entire building from how silent everything was. After tip toeing out the front door, I ran down the stairs and out through the main lobby. My heart was racing thinking about what I was about to do. An Anthropologie shirt usually costs over one-hundred dollars. All I had to do was verify that some other company had moved in across the street and Megan would have to buy me one!
The air was slightly cool on my bare skin as I exited the apartment building, but I knew that would change as the day wore on. It was the middle of July and a cool morning like this was a treat. Once I hit the sidewalk, I was off. I ran down to the end of the street, then doubled back to the old building. When I was almost there, I slipped down the narrow alleyway that ran along its side, and began to look for a way in. All I saw were windows covered by bars, all except for one! It was about eight feet off the ground, but I was able to move an old box underneath it as a step up. placing my hands on the small window, I gave it a push and it surprisingly it opened!
"Yes!" I exclaimed, as I pushed it open all the way.
Pulling myself up with my arms, I was able to shimmy my way through the window frame and into the building. Upon entering, I noticed that the entire first floor had been renovated. It had a beautiful industrial feel to it, and a brand new check stand right in the middle of the room. There were lots of boxes lining the walls, and lots of empty racks as well. Oddly enough, there was a complete bedroom set arranged in the corner, complete with two antique nightstands and two lamps on either side. It looks like this is going to be a new furniture store. Megan owes me big! I took one more look around but didn't notice anything too out of the ordinary. There was, however, a staircase on the far side of the room, so I figured before I left, I would take a look up there just for good measures. I made my way up to the second floor, but the room was so dark I couldn't see much. I kept bumping into different things until finally, I hit a rack so hard that it fell over with an incredibly loud crash!
"Shit!" I said, covering my ears.
The crash was loud enough to wake up the entire neighborhood! After a brief pause, I found the closest window and opened the curtains so I could see. What I saw in the morning light made my stomach sink. There were boxes and bottles scattered all over the floor, and worse, there was a naked lady lying on the ground with her head a couple feet from her body and her right arm severed.
"Ahhh!" I shrieked, running over to the body.
I touched her shoulder, and instantly realized that she wasn't real. Oddly enough, she felt warm, but I could tell that she was definitely made of a silicone very similar to human skin. Phew! She's just a mannequin. I grabbed the head and placed it back onto the body and that's when I realized just how lifelike it looked. Every detail and proportion were spot on, and she even kind of looked like me. We had the same long brown hair, and similar blue eyes. I bet if I stood her up, we would even be about the same height. It was weird to see, but my body almost matched hers as well. Both of us were toned, we both had C size breasts, and we both had strong jaw lines. It literally looked like my twin!
I couldn't help myself but investigate the doll's features even further. I touched her lips, which felt as real as mine, then slid my finger inside her mouth. I couldn't believe what I was feeling. Her mouth was warm and wet! Even her teeth felt real. My hands explored lower down her body, touching the nape of her neck, her soft breasts, and down to her firm stomach. My face grew flush as I went lower and fondled her labia and clit. Both were just as warm as her lips, and as real as they come. Being a potential sex doll, I knew there was one important hole left that I needed to investigate. I lowered two fingers down to her pussy where I found she was almost dripping with a thick warm liquid.
"This is incredible!" I said, exploring her entrance.
With little effort, I inserted two of my fingers inside of her pussy. That's when I felt a mixture of sensations. The walls were super soft and malleable, and the warmth turned into heat! I wanted to leave my fingers inside of her all morning if I could. Everything was covered in lubrication, and I even think I felt some ribbing on the walls the deeper I went. I pushed further inside until, my fingers disappeared and that's when I felt the inside walls of her vagina clench with an impressive amount of force!
"Ahhh!" I shrieked, yanking my fingers out.
It took a second, but I realized that that must have been a feature of the doll. My God, I've got to get one of these! I laughed as I began to stand back up to find out where the doll had come from. Looking back near the window, I noticed three other naked women similar to the one on the ground. All of them had distinct features of their own and all of them were propped up on metal stands. I knew they were all fake, but I could see their chests slightly raising and lowering as if they were breathing. They even made intermittent blinking motions with their eyes.
"God that's weird!" I whispered.
On the base of each stand was a name. It looked like the doll I had broken was named Samantha.
"Interesting!"
Just then, I heard the front door to the building being rattled. Someone must have heard that noise! My head quickly turned to the huge mess and the broken doll's body on the ground. The mess was one thing, but I knew I'd be in big trouble if they found the decapitated doll. I've made it this far; I cannot get caught now! I dropped down and grabbed onto the woman's body and began dragging her into the corner. She was surprisingly heavy and not as rigid as I would have thought. It was like I was dragging a real person! I hid her behind a small box, then ran back and grabbed her head and arm, and stuffed them next to her. From downstairs, I heard what I thought were keys, then the door's lock made a deep clunk sound. I'm out of time, and they're gonna notice that she's gone! I thought as fast as I could, then realizing my only option, I ripped off my bra, and threw it next to the hidden doll. My shoes and socks came off next, then down went my yoga pants and underwear. I had become completely naked, just like the doll. I figured if we looked as similar as we did, then whoever was here might not notice the difference. I took a second to admire my body, feeling seductively up and down my torso. It's no wonder why Megan wants to photograph me so badly!
Without wasting another second, I raced over to the stand that Samantha had previously occupied. I just needed to stand perfectly still where she was, and hopefully they'll just see the mess and come back later to clean. Stepping up onto the stand, I was finally able to see what the metal support actually was. It was a tall metal rod, with a large phallus on the end, and at the base of the phallus, there was a flange that would prevent the doll's pussy from going down any further.
"Oh my God! You have got to be kidding me." I whispered in disbelief.
I could hear several people downstairs talking as they entered the building and made their way towards the staircase. Here goes nothing! I lifted one leg up and balanced on my other foot's toes, while holding onto the support rod. The tip was so high up that it was difficult to get myself on to it. With one last desperate push, I lifted myself high enough for the phallus to sneak its way into the entrance of my vagina. The flared tip disappeared inside of me as I lowered myself down, making me gasp out loud from its size! It must have been lubricated before, because I slid down with ease as it stretched me to my limits. When I made it down to the flange, the phallus stopped penetrating me, but now only my toes could reach the ground. Why did I think this was a good idea? There was no time left. I took one last deep breath and tried my best to calm all my nerves as people's heads appeared at the top of the stairs.
"Holy shit! What happened?" The first man said.
"Must be these old racks. I told Paul these things were no good." The second man said.
I had to remain calm. Maybe they wouldn't notice me in the low light.
"Forget the mess." Said a woman. "We have to get the photos to replace the one's that got deleted."
"Do you remember which doll it was?" The first man asked.
"Yes, it was Samantha." The woman replied.
My stomach dropped, while my vagina clenched onto the phallus. Oh no, they're gonna realize I'm not a doll!
"Alright Frank, help me grab her."
This is it! I have to stay as motionless as possible. I focused my eyes straight ahead on an object, and relaxed my lips so they hung slightly open. All those meditation practices from yoga were now coming in handy. The first man jumped up onto my stand and snaked his arms underneath mine. I could feel his cool leather jacket against my skin as he gently lifted me off the phallus. When the tip exited me, I heard the slimy release of my vagina. The second man then grabbed my feet and they carried me downstairs. It took all my will power and strength to hold my body totally still and keep my eyes straight ahead.
"Wow, these things are so real!" The second man said, staring at my naked body. "I almost can't tell the difference."
"Shut up and get her into the pink baby doll outfit." Ordered the woman.
The men lowered me down onto the bed that I had seen earlier on the first floor and began to dress me. I allowed them to move me freely, but I put a little resistance into each of my joints to try and make it feel like they were working with a doll and not a human. One of them lifted my legs and slid a G-string onto me, then they sat me up, and pulled the satin lingerie slip overtop my body. Surprisingly, the bra portion fit me very well!
"Alright, I want her laying on her side towards me with her legs and arms stretched out." The woman said, adjusting her camera.
The men laid me back down and turned my body to face the camera. My legs were placed stacked on top of each other and slightly bent at the knees. My arms were pulled long above my head and my head was rested on my left bicep. These guys must be idiots to not see that I'm a real person! But, maybe I'm the idiot for thinking this would work... The men then opened the blinds and turned on the two lamps. The woman finished focusing her camera and pointed it directly at me.
CLICK! CLICK!
"Nice! The lighting in here is perfect. Alright, make her right hand pull on her right bra cup." She directed.
The first man shifted my right arm down and changed my hands grip so it would catch the top of the satin bra.
"I want to see some nipple." Added the woman.
With that, my hand was forced to pull down my bra, completely exposing my breast. This was so humiliating, but I had to stay still.
CLICK! CLICK!
