Brooke let out a squealing gasp, her trembling legs curled around Rachel's own. The vibrator Brooke had stuck deep into Rachel's plastic pussy was still humming away, even as Brooke let out a long, happy sigh and curled up atop Rachel's prone form.
Perhaps it was a sign of just how helpless her situation had become that Rachel found herself looking forward to moments like this the most. Even now, she wasn't used to just how intense each and every orgasm could feel, and just how frustrating it was to be unable to do a thing about it. That was more or less what she had been reduced to now. Looking forward to, and yet at the same time dreading, the endless waves of pleasure that Brooke would bring. At least in moments like this, when the pleasure was so intense that it sent her into an almost dreamlike state of being, it was enough to distract from the fact that she'd been turned into an object. She could almost pretend that she was frozen from the pleasurable sensations, and not because she'd been turned into a sex doll.
It was in those moments when Brooke was away that were the worst, or when Brooke was distracted with other things. One of the worst times had been when Brooke had brought Sofia over to hang out, and Rachel had been forced to listen from within Brooke's closet, buried under a pile of clothes. But just in general, when she was simply...existing as a doll...they were just so tedious, so boring. Yeah, the fact that the orgasmic sensations were essentially on an endless loop within her cursed form helped a little, but...when you'd had your hundredth mind-numbing orgasm while staring at the fabric of a sweater while lying unused in a closet, it got a little stale.
Rachel wasn't sure how often Brooke had 'made love' to her artificial form. But it was quite often. Brooke never seemed to tire of exploring Rachel's body. Sometimes she wondered what kind of pleasure Brooke could possibly get - it wasn't like Rachel could return the favor in any way. She was just stuck there. But maybe it was kind of a bondage thing - like maybe to Brooke, knowing Rachel was stuck like this was the ultimate bondage fantasy.
Rachel dreaded what might happen if Brooke followed through on her threat that she'd mentioned...what was it, a week ago? Several? Like it mattered. What was time to a sex doll? It was probably better that she didn't know. What if she showed up one day with Sofia or one of their other friends as a sex doll? She didn't want to wish this fate on anyone else. And Brooke was crazy enough to follow through on it.
Brooke fell asleep on top of Rachel's form, forgetting about the vibrator - or intentionally just leaving it in there. While Brooke breathed softly atop her doll, Rachel's mind was floating in pure sexual bliss from the endless sensations caused by the vibrator. And yet, even then, her mind never completely lost it's focus. She was still aware of time passing. It was one of the worst parts of this whole ordeal. Just...being locked in her body. Always aware. Able to notice, hear, and feel everything, but unable to do anything about it.
The next day, Brooke seemed to be excited about something - though she still took a moment to give Rachel a teasing smile as she 'forgot' about the vibrator again, and left it in there for a bit longer. Rachel didn't care...at least it felt good...
"I hope that felt good Rachel," Brooke whispered into her ear when she finally removed the overworked toy from her artificial cunt. "But you'll need to be on your best behavior today, okay?" Rachel hated it when Brooke did this - carrying on a conversation as though Rachel could respond. "We're going to have a special visitor today."
Oh shit, Rachel thought. The crazy bitch has finally done it - she's done this to someone else. Oh shit, please, no! No one deserves this...Brooke...
She was left there to agonize over what was going to happen - who was Brooke going to return with? Which of their friends would join her in this silicone hell? An absolutely over the top pleasurable hell that made her want to explode from the near constant orgasms - but still a hell.
But when Brooke returned a bit later, it was with a girl who Rachel didn't recognize.
She was cute. Short blonde hair, a cute face with laugh lines sprinkled with little freckles, twinkling blue eyes brought out by the thick black eyeliner around them. There was something about her that seemed disarming...but also...a bit unsettling. Rachel wasn't sure what it was. Not at first. The girl came up and tilted her head with a curious sort of smile as she examined Rachel's silicone form on the bed. Brooke watched nervously, wringing her hands together as she waited.
"So this is her," the blonde girl finally said. "She is cute. I mean, I knew she would be. I've seen her missing posters all over town."
Brooke laughed softly. "Yeah. I don't think anyone will ever suspect what really happened to her."
The blonde girl smiled wider. "True. I suppose it's not exactly the first thing that would pop in someone's mind. I have to admit, I was surprised when you asked me if it was possible. But now, seeing the result..." The girl licked her lips as she took in Rachel's naked form.
Rachel, for her part, felt an icy grip of sudden fear. This was her, then. This was the witch. The one Brooke had gone to, the one who had made the shit that had done this to her. For a horrible moment, she was reliving the experience - the initially amazing onslaught of pleasure Rachel had experienced when taking that shower, only to have it go horribly wrong as her movement became more and more limited, as her breasts inflated and became artificial, as her autonomy was taken from her...
This was the witch. This was the one who had ruined her life!
Brooke sauntered over and placed a hand against Rachel's cheek, looking down at her lovingly. "It's amazing. I can't thank you enough. I love her." She bent down and kissed Rachel on the nose.
You psychotic bitch, Rachel thought. You don't know what love is.
"Oh, and where are my manners? Rachel, this is Kate. Kate here is quite the miracle worker. After all, she gave the best present ever - you!"
Kate smiled and removed her sweater. She sat on the edge of the bed and casually ran one of her fingers down Rachel's rubbery skin. She let out a delighted gasp and seemed to shiver for a moment, letting out a high pitched squeal. "Oh my!" she whispered.
Brooke smiled nervously. "What is it?"
"Oh my...the pleasure she's feeling...it's just...wow. I don't think I've ever felt anything as intense as she's feeling - and she's feeling it constantly. I mean, you asked me to make it so she'd never be wanting for pleasure...but...I had no idea." Kate shivered again. "Oh my my. Bless your twisted little mind Brooke. This might be a solution to a lot of problems."
"How so?"
"Magic needs energy, my little would be doll collector. And witches get that energy through...well...let's say, primal ways. Sexual energy is some of the most potent life energy there is. The thing is, it can take a while to build up that energy. That's why I could only give you enough of that concoction for one person. But this...this is incredible! The sexual energy emanating from Rachel here is incredible! She's like a pure sexual battery - tapping into this could provide all sorts of utility for spells." Kate shook her head slowly. "Well, it's very clear I'm going to be needing to find my own doll. And, I think I have some good news for you - I think I can take advantage of that sexually charged energy running through your little doll here to help make some more of that concoction - enough for you, while still leaving enough for myself! Ooh, I'm going to have fun figuring out who to try this on..."
Brooke giggled. "I'm glad I could help...I've never felt so close to anyone as I have to Rachel in these past few weeks..."
Rachel couldn't believe what she was hearing. They were both insane. Both of them - absolutely fucking barking mad! Brooke wanted to do this to more girls?? And now, Kate, the witch that had done this - the witch who had never even MET Rachel before - wanted to do it to some other innocent girl out there for her own twisted purposes?! If Rachel's life was currently hell, what it would be like for whoever Kate chose to be her - what was it she said - her sexual battery?? Kate probably wouldn't even stop at one - she'd have a whole host of sex dolls, constantly tortured with sexual bliss, all to generate energy for her magic...
Rachel just wanted to be free! Let me go, she pleaded silently. LET ME GO! You can't do this to people! I don't want to be a doll!
But another traitorous part of her brain was thinking, STOP TALKING, AND FUCK ME!!! because a part of her brain was ALWAYS thinking that these days. Even as she cursed out Brooke in her head, she was always hoping Brooke would drop whatever she was doing and fuck her senseless. Whether it was part of the magic or just her mind's unfortunate way of coping, or just a simple addiction to the absolute insane waves of pleasure she felt whenever she was used...
But Kate simply began to peel off her shirt, looking at Rachel as though she could hear her thoughts. Shit, Rachel thought. She probably can. Well if you can, fuck you! Fuck you for eternity! Turn me back!
"I hope you're not shy," Kate said with a wicked looking smile, glancing up at Brooke, who had gone a bit pink. "But like I said - sexual energy is the most potent. Your friend here is absolutely roiling with it. Between her and us..." Kate giggled. "Let's make some magic baby."
Brooke squealed and began undressing. While she was, Kate leaned down to Rachel. "And yes, I can hear you. No, I won't change you back. You make Brooke oh so happy. And, just so you can't say I never do anything nice...here..."
She brushed a finger against Rachel's cheek.
HOLY. SHIT.
Everything changed.
Everything. In the course of a second, Rachel went from her usual sensations of pleasure to...
Holy shit.
HOOOOOOOLY shit!
Rachel was suddenly in an entirely new world - an entirely new level - of sexual bliss. This was like being adrift in a sea of pure sex. Like having a million vibrators going off all at once. Being kissed by a thousand beautiful girls on every inch of your body. Even as the always conscious part of her mind felt Brooke and Kate get on the bed and begin to kiss, her mind was off in a new realm. There was no pause between orgasms - no break in the pleasure. No riding the wave. It was just constant. A never-ending supernova of bliss. A constant sexual high, making her feel as though she was blasting off through space - even though she was still lying there stiffly, the only real movement coming from the comical bouncing of her oversized silicone tits. But in her mind! God! It was insane! How could anything feel this good? How had her mind not gone mad yet? It was amazing and terrible all at once. She was trapped in her form, unable to vent any of her feelings. Kate shoved Brooke up against the headboard and was massaging her breasts, while grinding her wet pussy against Rachel's silicone tits. Brooke seemed to be beside herself with pleasure, and from the wet sensations Rachel could feel, it was obvious that Kate was enjoying it as well.
I hate this, Rachel thought. I hate them!
I love this, Rachel thought. I love them!
I never want this to end, Rachel thought. Don't ever stop!
This is hell.
This is heaven.
I've never felt so helpless, so used.
I've never felt so good, so loved.
This is...it's too much...a never-ending series of orgasms...please make it stop...
Kate and Brooke collapsed atop Rachel's form, and they began to make out on top of her, hands exploring the other's body - and both girls kept turning down to Rachel to include her in their lovemaking, kissing every inch of her silicone form, massaging every bit of her body.
"Oh Rachel," Kate gasped with a shuddering breath. It sounded like it was coming from a million miles away. "This is going to change...ah! AHHHHH! This is going to change everything....ooooooooooooooh! Ohhhhhhh.....oh Rachel.......I never......never knew......anything could feel......the sensations going through you.....oh......you beautiful doll you.....who gives a shit....ohhhhhhhhhhh goddddddd......if you can't move.....pleasure this intense...." Kate began to cry from ecstasy. "It's....so......good....."
This...oh my god...someone...
Kate began to grind against Brooke, sending Brooke collapsing back near Rachel. Even as Brooke let out a whimpering moan, she turned and kissed Rachel's silicone lips. "I love you," she gasped. "Oh Rachel. Don't you see?? Kate is letting me feel a fraction of what...of what....OH GOOOOOOOD! GOD YES!!! ...of what you feel..."
Help...me...please...this feels...
"You knoOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWW GOD YES PLEASE," Kate started to say before collapsing against Rachel in a quivering heap. "FUCK FUCK FUCK YES BROOKE RIGHT THERE....fucking hell.....ohhhhh.......I thought...about turning your beautiful friend here...into a doll. I thought at first what she wanted to do to you was cruel. But that was before....before.....YES.....YESSSSSSSS.....GOD......ohhh.....before I saw how happy....you make her.....and trust me......life could be worse for you....ohhhhhhh!"
It feels...so...so...too...
"FUUUUUUCK!" Kate moaned.
...GOOD...