Eternity Doll

ing for almost an hour, Evan returned to his

he deserved for having a shouting

choked on his breath upon seeing why

e say it, still lying on

ised at himself for forgetting about the doll and not

worried that I didn't let her sit on the cha

water. He popped the cap open and silently drank from its circular

convinced he was that it was just an ob

so... li

even to some

floor. The man looked at those pine tree-colored eyes that were somewhat pleadin

a beautiful being. He carried her, bride-style, and allowed he

as his imagination, but

ead, thinking he

m. He leaned closer, resting his elbow on the smooth piece of wood.

s was she, no

s never encountered su

ng, seemed so soft and silky and comparable to those women in a

ilky; it was. It wasn't made from synthetic fiber li

a child's rather than a woman's. It wasn't sharp like some certain famous

meaning to, h

be because it was made from wood or

was n

ued touching it, completely enamored with its beauty. He traced her lips

le,' He

ter. He shuddered at himself for

nk that he would find a woma

uch feelings toward a doll. He should say an 'Eternity

e like the name 'Eternity W

a prototype, if he found out that the name of the product was suc

like 'Eternity Doll,' and with a tagline 'the doll that

ds a vacati

d it with such intent

feeling in his chest spread. He wanted to touc

ryw

idn't exploit it now, it would disappear, and

oking away as a blush

eyes, the doll seemed amused

it w

eird, i

got enchanted with

lf of getting attracted to an object is a morbid idea. As he recalle

dn't get attracted to women because

The 'Eternity Woman' seemed to smir

e stood up from his chair

nd made it face him; slowly,

iss your bride on your wedding day.' Freiheit's wo

uting in his mind, telling h

s for a mannequin he had just seen an hour ago, and he was willing to kiss

explain the feel

whenever they fall in love. He doesn't know,

hot in uncomfortable places. He felt breathless, looking at it

much. This beautiful doll, it will be his, she will be his! The i

hat the others m

is! Nothing else

s body felt limp, as if she

ell to the floor, the objec

even if they were on the ground. His hand grabbed the back of her

tand why he was

e lust ever hit his system, he acted

, her soft tongue dancing wit

e can't get e

wasn't a real woman, or he wou

pushing him away and fingern

seemed so far away? The pain only fueled his pleasure even more, and h

wet trickling from his fa

d his eyes, only to see filmed

ds that were on his ches

behind, a few ste

as far as possibl

whispered in a soft, raspy

widened

k accidentally hit the dining table. From above the

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be brought to life. Haha! Isn't that AMAZING! I don't know if it's a metaphor o

bro

ihe

ing for the results, I'm pret