Dollification Day 7

Allie wants one thing out of Agatha’s visit—turn her into a real sex doll. The Hitachi nearly pushed her over, so Allie swaps it for a dimmer switch and remote clit toy. She keeps the strokes low, then high, then gone. Every jolt stops right before Agatha can break. Blindfold on, wrists pinned, the blonde can only listen to Allie’s low commands and the brunette’s ragged breathing. One second Allie lets the toy pulse hot and steady, next second she kills the power and leaves Agatha twitching against nothing. The denial stretches on until Agatha’s hips jerk like a doll on strings. Allie smiles through every ruined edge, running her fingers over the shaking thighs like she’s checking her work. “Don’t you wish you had your own porn-star doll?” she whispers, clicking the toy back on just long enough to make the body on the bed beg with sound alone.