I walked out of The bodysuit store, suit in hand, ready to surprise my boyfriend at home tonight. My boyfriend, James, and I have always shared a doll fetish. I usually dress up in a doll outfit whenever we have sex, but I decided to go a step further and buy a suit that would turn me into a sex doll version of myself, but sexier. The thought of being so perfect, and completely for James to use me how he wants is turning me on before I’m even to my car.
The ride home felt like hours, but I finally made it. I climbed the stairs to our apartment, and found James sitting on the couch, watching TV in his pajamas. He looked up at me as I walked in the apartment.
“Hey babe, what’s that?” He was looking at the bag under my arm.
“So… You know how our intimate love has been rather stale recently…” I paused as I took the suit out of the bag to show him, “Supposedly, this will make into an sex-doll version of myself. The thought of that just turns me on…”
James was skeptical, which he always is.
“Okay, well, go put it on, and I’ll be in there in a bit. We’ll see if it’s real or not.” He told me, turning back around. I believed it would work.
I took my new suit back into our room, and unfurled it. It looked like a simple flesh-colored, latex suit. I felt the inside of it, which was very slick and smooth, like silk. The front of it had a zipper that went all the way from the neck to in between the legs. I undressed myself quickly, wanting to wear the suit, even if it wouldn’t change me.
I unzipped the suit, and put one leg through, then the other. It slid on easier than most of my jeans, and was more comfortable than any of them. I put my arms through the sleeves and zipped the suit up. As I zipped it up, I saw the zipper disappear. It snapped off once I zipped it all the way up, leaving the suit completely seamless, and with no way of getting out. I knew that the suit was real when it did that.
Slowly, my hands and feet started to change color and texture, becoming the same rubber material as the suit. Any imperfections on them were nonexistent now. They also started to shrink some, becoming even more delicate and feminine. My toenails and fingernails then changed color to a shimmery sapphire blue. It felt like something was covering my hands and feet still, which was strange to me. I could move them just fine, but the disconnect was strange to me. I felt like I should be able to feel things on them for some reason.
I looked in the full-body mirror on the wall next to me, and saw my face start to change. My features started to become more delicate and doll-like as the rubber took over my face. My lips were given a slight pout as they shrank a little, taking on a redder shade, as if I was wearing lipstick. My cheekbones became slightly more pronounced as my nose shrank and my eyes grew a little bit bigger. My eyelashes became fuller, and curlier like I had fake eyelashes on. I noticed that I had dark blue eyeshadow on my eyelids, which I found I couldn’t shut. I touched my eye, and felt the same disconnect. The pressure was there, but not the pain.
Suddenly, my vision snapped forward, and I couldn’t move it. I looked at my eyes, and saw that they looked very artificial, and were now a vibrant blue color. I then noticed my hair, and how it shone even better in the light. I immediately knew it was a synthetic version of my hair. Then, I wondered, what about my breasts and vagina?
As if the suit read my mind, I watched as a pair of perky C-cups sprouted, each adorned with a nipple in the center. I watched my waist and shoulders shrank down a couple inches. My hips also changed to be proportional to the rest of my body. My butt, which I’d always secretly wished was a bit rounder, fulfilled my unspoken wish, and became rounder. I then felt a tightness in my anus, which I figured was it changing to become a hole for James to use.
I then shrank down a few inches, going from 5’ 7”, to 5’ 2”, and looking even more doll-like. Finally, I saw my vagina start to form between my sexy, slender, rubber legs. As my vagina formed, I felt myself lose the ability to move my mouth on my own. I also felt myself stop breathing, which freaked me out momentarily, but then I realized I wasn’t suffocating.
The final changes took over my body, as I felt the air on my skin. I watched it change ever so slightly, becoming what I reasoned was silicone. I rubbed a small, delicate, silicone hand up and down my side, admiring my perfect beauty. There were no imperfections anywhere on my body. Then I saw my face. Perfectly unmoving, perfectly smooth, perfectly doll-like. Everything about my new body was perfect.
I slowly felt a heat start to build between my legs. It was a sexual, lusty heat. I could feel it in my anus, mouth, and nipples too. I knew what it meant, and it was just what I wanted too. I wanted to have sex, to be fucked silly, in all of my new holes.
I heard James get up from the couch, and come towards our room. He opened the door, and looked at him with my perfect doll face.