Barbie Doll

 Eh, topical or whatever. It was actually a Committee member's Idea

Model: FirstBornUnicorn

Sam was visiting the metaphysical shop he visited every weekend when he stumbled across an old barbie doll someone had left for sale there. It looked pristine, like new, so he was confused why it was there. He thought it might be a good gift for his niece, who’s birthday was just around the corner, so he figured while he was picking up his usual incense and wax.

When he got home he put the barbie on his table to deal with later, and lit himself some lavender to take a nap with. The doll however, was cursed. The strong magic seeped into the burning incense and into the smoke that came off it. The smoke that Sam breathed in while he slept.

It didn’t take long for the magic to start affecting him, changing his body to unnatural proportions. The wasp waist, slender figure, even his arms slimming down so quickly. Rather than a subtle ballooning, his chest burst out suddenly as if it was breaking free of a prison. Everything about his transformation was stiff and jointed, like a doll. 

In his dream, he was getting the best blowjob of his life. The naked girl had shown up in his dream as he came into his living room. She was there covering her chest when he saw her. But as the dream went on she opened herself up to him, and before long she was balls deep on his cock, sucking and licking and loving every moment of it, and he absolutely loved the feeling he had from such an intimate interaction.

But as time went on, the dream shifted. Before he knew it, he was the woman with the pink hair, taking the full girth of a cock that was no longer his. It didn’t matter, though, she loved it; she needed it. It was all her mind could think about, draining the man’s balls, getting the most delicious salty taste she so craved. The man pulled out of her mouth, though, and finished on her face; like a splash of water, it woke her from her dream. She huffed, wanting more, but was alone in her room again. At least, for now.