Five Gold Rings

This chapter contains: dollification, bimbofication, stomach bulge, cervix penetration, cumflation

Chapter Seven

PATRICK

Another long-awaited day was upon us. Enough time had passed that we were finally able to safely use the nipple rings together with Katherine's collar, to discover what mysterious new effect would be triggered when they were activated at the same time. We had prepared for this day by clearing our schedules, and had breakfast and showers with some sense of urgency. I returned from the bathroom to the bedroom, to find Katherine contemplating her outfit. She knows how much I like it when she dresses up for sex, and today was going to be a special occasion.

"What do you think, hun?" she asked, holding aloft a lightly-laden coat hanger in each hand. "On my right we have the relatively classy option..." she said, and gave her right hand a small wiggle to illustrate. This caused the long slinky golden dress to flutter, nearly brushing the floor.

"...or on the left, the slutty option." she continued. The dress that hung from this hanger was a pink fishnet minidress, a mere tube of fabric that was only just long enough to cover both her boobs and bum at the same time. Both were firm favourites of mine, and hugged Katherine's figure very alluringly.

"Are there recommended underwear pairings?" I asked, in a faux-hoity-toity tone.

She chuckled. "With the gold dress, we are recommending a lacy black g-string with black hold-up stockings. For the other dress, we have a cheeky little pair of lacy pink open-crotch knickers."

"That's a difficult decision. Can I get shoes with those?"

Katherine rolled her eyes in mock exasperation. Glancing back into her wardrobe, she scanned the shoes at the bottom.

"I have some black strappy 3 inch heels that would go nicely with the elegant option. Nothing in pink, I'm afraid, so you'd have to make do with some sparkly silver platform heels for the other one."

"This is a very difficult decision indeed," I responded, and pondered for a while before settling on a conclusion. "I think that for today I'd like to go for the slutty option. But keep the elegant option in mind for another time, because I like that combination."

"Sure thing, my love. Would you like to leave the room while I dress?"

"Of course."

She suggested this not through any form of modesty, but because she knew how much I enjoyed the big reveal. Seeing each item of clothing going on one by one was no comparison to opening the door and seeing the end result in all its glory. I went through to my home office and shut the door, so that I wouldn't accidentally catch a glimpse of her if she went through to the bathroom to do some makeup.

A short while later I received a single word text message from her, that said simply "Ready". I went back through to the bedroom, and for a few seconds just soaked up the sight of her stood before me.

She'd done her makeup in a similar way to her cheerleader look a few weeks before. Her hair was still pink but this time was in a plait that hung down over one shoulder, with an outsized pink bow tied around it near the end. The pink fishnet minidress was tight and I could see her soft body bulging ever so slightly through the diamond-shaped holes, and of course her gold-tipped nipples poking through as well. Continuing my visual journey downwards, I took in the frilly pink panties, and the silver shoes on her feet. Walking over to her, her face was at the same height as mine, thanks to the extra height afforded by her heels, and I kissed her gently on the mouth.

"Hee, you've got lipstick on now," she said as I pulled away. I could sense her nervous anticipation, or maybe I was just projecting my own.

"Okay, I think I'm ready." she said as she sat down on the edge of the bed. We'd bought a full-length mirror on wheels, and so I moved it into position directly opposite her. She picked up the collar and was about to put it on, when she paused and handed it to me instead. "Would you like to...?"

With a smile I took it from her, and taking a deep breath I held the larger segment around the front of her neck while settling the smaller piece into place around the back. As the pieces engaged, the seam disappeared, leaving the visual impression that the collar was a solid ring, and would be impossible to remove. Immediately, as always, I was hit by that stillness that descends when she flips into the doll state, and I become aware that I'm the only person breathing in the room. The collar and nipple plugs began to glow in unison, and I took a step back so that I could survey her body for visible changes.

At first there was nothing noticeable, but I knew that I should be patient and allow a minute or two. The first thing I noticed was some minor changes in her face. I knew that she'd be able to see her face clearly in the mirror, but by now I had gotten into the habit of talking much more while she was in the doll state, so I instinctively narrated everything I was seeing. Her eyes and mouth were both definitely changing, her eyes becoming larger with long, dark lashes, and her pink lips plumping up. Out of the corner of my eyes I also noticed a shift in her dress, and so shifted my focus down to her body, where I could see her breasts lifting dramatically while also taking on a more rounded shape. I could also see her waist pinching in, and her hips widening slightly. After a few seconds the changes slowed and stopped, and I took in the end result. Before me was the absolute epitome of a bimbo doll, with cartoonishly large eyes and fat pillowy lips, an impossibly slender waist, and perfectly spherical gold-tipped breasts that stuck out from her torso in a way that defied gravity. In fact, to use the word "breasts" to describe them felt inappropriate - they were clearly tits. You would never refer to such fake-looking items using any other word. The overall effect was jaw-dropping. If you were to ask me, "Patrick, is that a look that you find attractive?" then my answer would be an immediate "no". But damn it, looking at this absurdly-proportioned fuckdoll right now was triggering something primal inside me. It was impossible to look at her and see anything but a toy to be used. My cock, needless to say, was straining inside my boxers.

"Let me get a better look at you," I said, pushing her backwards so that she was lying flat on the bed with her silver-shod feet on the floor. Spreading her legs slightly, I saw that her labia had also plumped up in exactly the same way as her lips, and the fabric of her open-crotch knickers was failing to contain them.

"Oh wow, what a sight. I need to take a photo of this, so that you can see."

I took a picture and held my phone up in front of her face so that she could appreciate the inviting fuckability of her engorged pussy.

"Now before I go further, there's something I need to get from the garage. Don't go anywhere," I said, chuckling at my own poor joke. I went down to the garage and picked up the large, heavy box that I'd stashed there a few days before. Bringing it back into the bedroom, I started to unpack it.

"I've had this for a few days but was holding on to it for a special occasion. I was hoping that today might be the day, and it looks like I might have been right."

Out of the box I lifted an absurdly large, heavy dildo. It was about two feet long and had been moulded to look like two impossibly large cocks pressed together side by side, with balls the size of fists. I held it aloft for a second, so that Katherine could see it, before placing it down on the bed where it caused the springs to squeak, before it rolled against her side. Lying there, it was nearly as long as her entire torso. I wondered if I'd been a little overambitious here, and wasted a hefty chunk of money.

"It's intended for extreme anal play. No-one could ever possibly fit that in their pussy. Could they?" I teased. But I suspected that Katherine would be able to, if the conditions were correct. I took my cock ring out of my pocket and dropped it onto the bed, before stripping myself naked. I then sat Katherine back up, so that she'd have the best possible view of what happened next. I picked up my cock ring and put it into place behind my balls, the two halves seamlessly moulding together in the same way as her collar; and as expected it started to glow. At this point, I was struggling to keep track of the various effects that the rings had when used together, and so it briefly caught me by surprise when Katherine's round tits began to grow. They swelled to gargantuan proportions, each one significantly bigger than her head, pressing together to form a tight cleavage. Her pink minidress finally gave up its endeavours to contain them, and meekly slipped down in search of an easier life around her rib cage. Inspired, I grabbed her colossal tits and eased them gently apart so that I could slip my cock between them. They were firm and unyielding, and this made them quite unsuitable for titfucking. That said, the sheer unsurpassable whorishness of her appearance, coupled with the heightened sensitivity brought on by wearing the cock ring, meant that it was impossible not to feel turned on, and naturally I made sure to tell Katherine this.

For the first time ever, I found that I now felt awkward talking to Katherine out loud. And I realised that this was because, up until now, Katherine had always looked much like herself, albeit sometimes with changes to her physical appearance, and so as a I result I'd generally never strayed too far from feeling like it was still Katherine that I was playing with. But the visual changes that this latest combination of rings had produced went far beyond what I'd seen before. What I was looking at now didn't feel like it could possibly be Katherine herself, but merely a sex doll that bore one or two mild resemblances to Katherine. I had to consciously remind myself that her mind was still in there, that she was seeing and feeling everything that was going on.

"Okay, my little slutty doll. Time to try out that succulent pussy. No gentle warmup for you, we're going in hard. Going to use that cunt to its limit."

I started to lift her up onto the bed, and she almost flew across the room. Of course: I'd forgotten about how much lighter she got when we used the cock ring and collar together, and it seemed that the nipple rings had amplified the effect even further. I picked her up, and it felt like she only weighed about as much as a cat. It was as if she was full of air.

I positioned her back on the bed with her legs akimbo. A brief touch on the enormous dildo, and my hard cock quickly started to grow. As its length increased, I needed to lean back a little to brace against the weight, and also to move my face out of its trajectory. If the change had been instantaneous, it would have collided painfully with my nose. Once it had finished its transformation, my cock matched the dildo for shape and size, though the overall appearance looked more realistic. I don't know, could you ever describe having a pair of 60cm cocks fused together along their length as "realistic"?

With my new and unfamiliarly large cock, it took me a few goes to find a position on the bed that seemed like it might afford me a chance of being able to manoeuvre the thing inside of the doll. Eventually I got something that worked, and I pressed the doubled tips against the doll's engorged labia, and gave a little experimental push. The doll, naturally, was so light that it started to slide across the bed, so I grabbed its tiny waist to brace it. I pushed gently for a second time, and as those fattened lips opened up to accept the heads of my cock, sensations of pleasure so great washed over me that I briefly doubted whether there was even a need for me to go deeper. But by now I was starting to feel my cock being pulled forwards by the proximity of the collar and nipple rings combined, and all that was required of me was to not resist.

My cock slid slowly and smoothly deeper and I could see for myself its exact location thanks to a bulge on the flat skin above the doll's crotch. Once a quarter of my length was inside, it stopped advancing, having reached the doll's cervix. I knew that there was a lot of elasticity in that cervix, as I'd been able to get my cock through it before, but my cock had only been a fraction of this size that time. I relaxed and allowed the golden rings to work their magic, as I stroked the doll's face and waist and tits and savoured the moments. The cock ring was, as always, amplifying my sensations manifold, and so I was experiencing a feeling of continual orgasm this whole time, and my urge to go deeper was strong. Briefly remembering that the doll was actually Katherine, I also knew that this incredible stretching would be feeling glorious for her as well, and she would be craving for me to go deeper too.

I could feel the heads of my cocks nestling deeper and deeper into the hollow of the her cervix, and couldn't help but apply a little pressure with my hips to see what happened. I felt her open to me, and in one swift movement my cocks found their way a few inches deeper inside. The bulge on her belly was now very prominent, and the pull was getting stronger. I could see and feel my cocks advancing, and if I had any questions about the elasticity of her body, they were laid to rest there and then. The doll was shaping herself around me effortlessly, and my cocks advanced until they nestled into the space between her breasts, as if they were always meant to be there.

At last, I bottomed out, limited not by the space available inside, but because I had no length left to insert. I could feel the rings still trying to pull me much deeper, but my testicles were enormous and were, for now, staying securely on the outside of the doll's body, though pinned fairly firmly in place. All I wanted to do now was to fuck this doll senseless.

To start with, I tried just withdrawing by a few inches at a time and then allowing the pull of the rings to drag me back in. The doll's soft wet cunt gripped my cock beautifully, and I enjoyed watching her tits bounce as they were pushed aside with each thrust. I squeezed them together while I fucked her, and with the additional cushioning that her pussy gave me, it was a far better titfucking experience than when I'd tried to do it on the outside. I leaned over and whispered in her ear, clarifying all the sordid details of exactly what I was doing to her right now, using the crudest terms I could think of. I pressed my thumbs against the gold-tipped nipples and pushed down, making sure that she could feel the plugs inside.

Next I wanted to try some longer strokes. I'd need a little more leverage, so I slid her closer to the edge of the bed, allowing me to kneel on the floor and hold her hips firmly. With this arrangement, I was able to withdraw much further, and while the top 9 inches of my cocks stayed always inside her, the rest was free to slide in and out, and the sight of that bulge repeatedly appearing and disappearing in her upper torso was depraved and fantastic.

After a short while I had to take a break. Needless to say, I was moving around a lot more than usual, and it was hard work. Without thinking, I stood up to stretch my legs, and it caught me a little by surprise when the doll, still impaled on my cocks, came up with me. She was so light that I barely felt her weight on my enormous cocks, and as I stood there flabbergasted, the combined forces of gravity and the rings' attraction pulled her slowly down until I was buried up to the hilt, staring directly into her blank cartoonish eyes. I smiled and kiss her on her plump lips. The dildo had, in my opinion, been a worthwhile purchase and a huge success. There was only one thing left that I wanted to do. I placed my hands on her shoulders and gently started to force her down. At first I couldn't realise why she wasn't yielding, so I turned her around until her back was facing the mirror, that I might be able to get a better look. And then I realised that while her pussy was ready to accept anything, the open crotch knickers were at the limits of their capability. I grabbed them, ripped them to introduce some extra play, and then pushed her shoulders down again. This time, her cunt greedily accommodated me, and my fist-sized balls both disappeared inside her as her engorged labia sealed to the cock ring and her entire body began to milk me.

As always, at this point the cock ring released its hold on my orgasm, tipping me over the edge. My knees buckled slightly as her chest briefly bulged with a pint-sized bubble of cum, before it shrunk again as the liquid dissipated throughout the rest of the space that my cocks had opened inside her body. My cum surged into her, over and over again, and her belly, which had been perfectly flat until I distended it with my huge cocks, started to swell and wobble with fluid. The pink fishnet minidress, being incredibly stretchy, was withstanding this onslaught. But I couldn't keep my eyes open - I braced myself against the wall to keep upright as the force of my orgasm drained me of my energy. I could feel the doll getting heavier with all the liquid.

When eventually my orgasm subsided and I was able to open my eyes again, her belly was enormous and pressed against my own. Enormous feels like a possible understatement - it looked big enough that she might have been able to curl up inside it herself, and I found that trying to support its weight was quite difficult. The dress had been pushed up by the size of what it had been asked to contain, and had now all rolled up into the narrowest part of her torso, which was the space just underneath her breasts. Laying her down on the bed, I realised that my cock had already returned to its usual size. Indeed, I confirmed that the cock ring was no longer on me, and had been left just inside her pussy, holding it gaping open as before. This seemed to be one of the most unpredictable aspects of the cock ring, and I couldn't discern a pattern - sometimes it would stay on me after I'd cum, but sometimes it would stay inside Katherine like this. I put it down to the fact that these were just prototype devices, and probably had one or two peculiarities.

I carefully carried the wobbly cum-filled doll through to the bathroom where I took off her shoes and sat her down on the toilet, and then squatted down until my eyes met hers. Keeping eye contact the entire time, I did the fast release/reengage of her collar again, and stared deep into her eyes as she smoothly transformed back into the beautiful woman that I knew and loved, and her body gradually released its hold on the phenomenal cargo of my ejaculate.

Once she was back to normal size and shape, I disengaged the collar again, wondering if this would be the time that she said "what the fuck? This time you've gone too far, weirdo." But she didn't.

She just said "oh, you delightful pervert. How do you come up with these things?"

I just smiled.

"You enjoyed that then?" she asked.

"I think it's pretty obvious that I enjoyed it. But I don't think we'll be using them all together like that very often. It's one of those things that's fun for a bit of variety, but definitely an occasional treat rather than a regular thing. I like this Katherine much more."

She smiled, closed her eyes, and rested her head on my shoulder.