Haley and Jessica arrived at the party. Neither of them were surprised by all the comments Jessica got on her costume. Some were guys asking her to have sex with them. Jessica said no to all of them.
"Not yet, at least." She thought to herself, growing aroused at what she knew was going to happen.
Jessica and Haley mingled, and eventually found their group of friends. They drank, and partied until they all got tired and drunk. Jessica was the most sober out of all of them, but that was like saying the sun is the least hottest star in the universe.
She ended up driving everyone home, miraculously not being stopped by the cops, or causing any accidents. She took the guys whose car she was borrowing, named Mike, back to her house to stay the night. Jessica made her way into her room, thinking of the dildo in the box. Over the course of the night, she had grown steadily more horny. She was craving sexual stimulation.
Jessica picked up the dildo, but almost immediately let go of it involuntarily. Suddenly, her lust sky-rocketed, and she stopped breathing. She was brought out of her drunken state, becoming completely sober. Desperately, Jessica needed something in her mouth, or her vagina, or her butt, or for her nipples to be rubbed. She was slowly growing stiffer, and knew what was happening.
She slowly made her way out of her room, and into the living room, where Mike was passed out on the sofa. Jessica felt her elbows slowly bend on their own, as her arms went rigid by her side. She tried to call out to him, but couldn't make any noise with her mouth. All she could do was make a sucking motion with her mouth, but even that left her as time went on. Slowly, she started to grow stiff, eventually losing her balance, and falling on her back with a *tump*, right on her air valve.
A wave of pleasure was sent through her body as she hit an orgasm instantly. She felt her legs spread to reveal her inviting, O-shaped vagina. She tried to move, to crawl over to Mike, but found she couldn't move. Jessica grew hornier and lustier by the moment, desperately needing him to use her, to treat her like the doll she was. Her thoughts were eventually replaced with nothing but sex, and being fucked. She didn't care that she couldn't move, sex-dolls didn't need to move. All she needed was to be fucked, and to please her master. She needed her holes to used, her nipples to be rubbed. Jessica now not only looked like a sex-doll, and not only thought like a sex-doll, she was a sex-doll now.