Chapter 1
"Is this the life-like doll Paige got me as a Christmas present? Wow, it looks just like that beautiful best friend of hers…"
My best friend's father mistakes me for the Christmas present she has prepared for him.
Things start to heat up in the room. The man eagerly spreads my legs, ready to experience the scalp-crawling pleasure I can bring to him.
It was Christmas Eve, and I just got back from my part-time job.
I had a bit to drink at a dinner with colleagues and really needed to pee. By the time I got back to my best friend Paige Larsen's place, where I was staying, I rushed straight to the bathroom without even turning on the lights.
I tipsily lifted my skirt and sat down where I remembered the toilet being.
"Why is it warm under my butt? Shouldn't I be sitting on the toilet seat?"
The sensation felt off.
But my mind was foggy, so I didn't think much of it. Instinctively, I reached down to pull off my underwear with both hands.
The next second, instead of touching my own bottom, my hands landed on two thick, muscular thighs.
I sobered up in an instant.
There was a man sitting on the toilet, and I was sitting on him in such an embarrassingly compromising position!
Just as I was about to scream, a large hand clamped over my mouth.
"Don't shout, Maxine. It's me, Mr. Larsen. Stay still for a moment. I'm almost there. Let me finish first."
The man turned out to be Paige's father, Oscar Larsen.
As he spoke to me, he used his other hand to pull out his phone and unlock the screen. From the phone came the unmistakable sounds of a man and a woman engaged in intimate activities.
Out of the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of the screen and clearly saw a video of an older man and a young woman entangled in an outdoor setting.
So, he had been hiding in the bathroom, secretly pleasuring himself to a video. I never expected to walk in on him in such an embarrassing situation.
Mr. Larsen was clearly caught up in the heat of the moment. After all, he had told me not to move and had even shown me that video.
I could also feel he had started deliberately thrusting upward against me after I sat down. Although I was still wearing my underwear, the fabric was quite thin. Sitting on him so squarely was just too embarrassing.
But after Mr. Larsen spoke, the way he intentionally pressed against me grew even more intense. I had experienced something similar when fooling around with my boyfriend, Randy Dalton.
Seeing that I wasn't screaming, Mr. Larsen let go of the hand that was covering my mouth.
I immediately said, "Mr. Larsen, please don't do this. Let me go. I've been drinking and went into the wrong bathroom."
My mind was hazy from his actions, but as I snapped back to my senses, everything became clearer. And with the alcohol in my system, my body just started moving on its own, writhing uncontrollably, without restraint.
The sounds coming from Mr. Larsen's phone, along with his heavy breathing, were too stimulating for me to handle. And I actually started moving more and more to his rhythm.
Just when I felt like I was about to lose control, the door was suddenly pushed open with a bang.
"Maxine, are you in there? Didn't you text me earlier saying you were back? Why are the lights in the house still off?"
It was Paige's voice.
"Oh no, Paige is back."
I instantly became much more alert.
Upon hearing Paige's voice, I got scared and quickly struggled to break free.
But Mr. Larsen's hand had somehow already slipped under my skirt, gripping me tightly, while his other arm wrapped around my waist.
If Paige hadn't come back, I really wouldn't have been able to break free.
He was clearly startled too. Seeing me struggle, he quickly slid his hand around my waist up. Even though it brushed against my chest only briefly, I felt a shiver run through me.
Then, he tried to go even further.
Chapter 2
"No, Mr. Larsen. Let go of me now. Paige is back. If she sees us like this, it'll be a disaster. You're her father, after all," I said, putting a bit more effort into struggling.
Mr. Larsen could tell I was trying to pull away. Though reluctance flickered across his face, he ultimately let me go.
"Sorry, Maxine. I didn't mean for this to happen either. It was all just a coincidence."
After he released me, I forced myself to stand up immediately, despite how weak my legs were. Ignoring the fact that he was staring at my fair back, I pulled my skirt down.
Overwhelmed by embarrassment and shame, I pushed open the bathroom door. Catching a glimpse of Paige just coming in and the lights still off, I hurriedly dashed into the bedroom.
Once I turned on the light, I looked in the mirror and saw that my face was completely flushed and covered in sweat. I quickly tidied up.
Soon after, Paige came in. After noticing my expression, she looked a bit suspicious, then burst into laughter.
"Maxine, you weren't having fun with your toys while I was out, were you?"
Thinking about what had just happened with Mr. Larsen, I felt a rush of panic and guilt. Paige could never find out about that.
I quickly pretended to be upset and said, "What are you talking about? I had a few drinks with my colleagues tonight since it's Christmas Eve. I told you that, didn't I?"
Seeing my reaction, Paige stuck out her tongue playfully.
"Alright, alright. I'll stop. I know how shy you are. Oh, by the way, I have to go out again in a bit. Could you give this Christmas gift to my dad for me?"
After saying that, Paige ran out. Before long, she came back carrying a large box and gave me a meaningful look.
Then, she said with a mysterious smile, "Remember, Maxine, this is a Christmas gift for my dad. There's a nice piece of clothing inside, so don't even think about trying it on. Anyway, you just need to do as I say."
After giving me instructions, Paige said her boyfriend was waiting for her and left.
The moment she was gone, my legs gave out, and I sank into the chair. As it happened, there was a puppy plushie under my skirt, pressing into me.
The spot it touched made my body jolt and my face flush bright red. I felt something was definitely off today.
As I thought about what had just happened with Mr. Larsen in the bathroom, I couldn't help but slowly reach down with my hand. It was also then that I noticed the cardboard box sitting next to the chair.
Curiosity got the better of me. Barely able to resist the urge, I pulled my hand back and opened the box. To my surprise, inside was a life-like silicone doll suit.
Next to it was an instruction manual explaining that this kind of doll suit could be placed over a mannequin or a large toy. By simply pressing a button, it could transform into a life-like woman, providing the ultimate experience.
The sight of the doll suit made my face flush even more, and I actually found myself feeling jealous of this life-like doll. At least she could be used by Mr. Larsen however he pleased.
Soon enough, the feeling came over me again. Almost instinctively, I put the doll suit on and zipped it up. Driven by some inexplicable urge, I remembered the vibration function mentioned in the manual and pressed the switch.
In an instant, even through the layers of clothing, I felt a uniquely stimulating vibration.
I was already all worked up and left wanting for more after what happened with Mr. Larsen. And after that little thrill just now, my body went limp, and I collapsed onto the bed.
But the vibrations continued. If this kept up, I wouldn't be able to hold back much longer.
I couldn't take it anymore, so I forced myself to turn off the switch despite the stimulation. I was just about to take off the suit, but the bedroom door swung open before I could even undo the zipper.
It was Mr. Larsen.
I felt like my body was completely dehydrated. My mouth was so dry that I didn't dare move a muscle.
"Huh? Where did Maxine go? She's not here?"
Mr. Larsen glanced around the room in confusion.
From my slightly bowed position, I could see out of the corner of my eye that his predatory gaze was fixed on me.
"Since Maxine's not home, this must be the doll suit Paige brought. Didn't expect her to find such a big toy. Gotta say, this figure really looks like Maxine's. It's pretty hot."
Mr. Larsen approached the bed and placed one hand on the suit.
Argh. Not there. That was my…
The strange sensation made me freeze completely, to the point that Mr. Larsen seemed to genuinely mistake me for a life-like doll.
He kept rubbing. Before long, one hand wasn't enough, and he reached over with the other.
I had long since been overwhelmed by the vibration mode. The tingling, numbing sensation left me unable to resist parting my lips.
At that moment, Mr. Larsen picked up the instruction manual. After skimming over it, he actually pressed the switch.
The suit began vibrating automatically once more. This time, the stimulation was right between my legs.
Having already been so wound up, I was on the verge of crying out involuntarily. But then, Mr. Larsen began rubbing all over me again with both hands.
"This material is amazing. It feels so real wrapped around the doll like this." He clicked his tongue and continued muttering to himself, "I wonder what it'd be like on a real person. It feels so nice to touch, and it's even warm."
No longer satisfied with just touching me from behind, he started running his hands all over the surface of the life-like doll.
I had no idea how this thing was made, but it felt like my nerves were connected to it. My body was utterly overwhelmed.
Just then, Mr. Larsen suddenly spread my legs apart, positioning me with my rear raised as I knelt on the bed.
Then, he chuckled slyly. "Well, well, well, crotchless pants too? Perfect—that makes things easier for me. After what happened earlier with Maxine, I've been so pent up that I can hardly stand it. Now I can finally let it all out right here."
With that, Mr. Larsen unzipped his pants and moved closer and closer to me.
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