Blake Doll - Sex Doll TF
Tags: Inanimate, Sex Toys TF, Balloon TF, Object TF, Caption, Doll TF, Inflation, Objectification, Rubber, Latex TF
DescriptionIf you want to make a suggestion or have an unique idea join the Discord ServerBlake Doll - Sex Doll TFBlake regained consciousness and looked around. She saw a cheap room with wooden walls and a lamp. Her senses felt muted, artificial. She tried to lift her head but something was wrong.…
Blake regained consciousness and looked around. She saw a cheap room with wooden walls and a lamp. Her senses felt muted, artificial. She tried to lift her head but something was wrong. Her entire body felt light, hollow, unnaturally buoyant. "Nnngh...what..." Her voice emerged distorted, with a strange rubbery quality. "Awake at last." A man in a pristine lab coat loomed over her, lips curled in amusement. "Our faunus model came out quite nicely." He lifted her effortlessly from the bed with one hand, making Blake's stomach lurch at how weightless she felt. "Put me down!" She tried to struggle but her limbs moved strangely, with a plasticky squeak. That's when she noticed her skin was smooth and artificial, gleaming under the harsh lights. The scientist smirked, producing a set of yellow bottles. "Perhaps you'd like to say hello to your partner?" He held one up, letting Blake see the yellow liquid within. Two familiar pruple eyes floated in the viscous fluid, still somehow aware. "Yang?" Blake's voice emerged high and thin. Horror dawned. She raised her hands. They were just inflatable appendages, perfectly molded but clearly artificial. Her entire body had been transformed into an anatomically correct blowup doll, complete with exaggerated proportions. "Quite a downgrade for a huntress," he mused. The scientist dragged Blake's inflated form onto a creaky bed in what looked like a cheap motel room. Fluorescent lights buzzed overhead, casting harsh shadows across faded wallpaper. Her rubbery skin squeaked against threadbare sheets. "Standard quality control inspection first." He pressed his fingers against her artificial lips, testing the elasticity. Blake felt everything with horrifying clarity, each touch amplified through compressed nerve endings. Her mouth was perfectly molded for its intended purpose, maintaining just the right tension. He uncapped the bottle containing Yang, a yellow liquid that caught the light. "Let's make you nice and slick." The lubricant that was once her partner dripped onto Blake's synthetic breasts. She tried desperately to gather the drops, to hold onto some part of Yang, but her plastic fingers just smeared uselessly through the fluid. "Fucking hell, watch the sheets!" He snapped when Yang's essence soaked into the cheap bedding. "That's a premium product you're wasting." More of Yang dribbled between Blake's artificial folds, each droplet sending jolts of sensation through her transformed body. The scientist's rough hands pressed against Blake's artificial opening, testing its pliability. Her rubber anatomy yielded perfectly, designed for complete penetration. The compressed nerve endings in her transformed body fired wildly with each probing thrust. "Unnngh!" Her plastic throat produced a perfect doll-like squeak. Every sensation felt magnified, distorted through her synthetic form. His fingers slid deeper, checking the depth and texture of each channel. "Standard three-hole model," he muttered clinically. "Primary cavity maintaining optimal elasticity." More of Yang's golden essence dripped down Blake's thighs, pooling beneath her on the cheap sheets. The feeling of her partner's liquified form touching her most intimate places sent shocks of unwanted pleasure through her compressed nervous system. The inspection continued methodically. Two fingers became three, then four, stretching her artificial openings to their limits. Blake's rubber body responded exactly as engineered to expand, contract, and self-lubricate. Her breasts bobbed unnaturally with each movement, filled with the same air that now gave her life."Posterior channel next." His slick fingers violated her mercilessly, testing depth and tension. The sensations were overwhelming - every touch amplified through her transformed flesh. More squeaking moans escaped her perfect o-shaped mouth. "Please..." she gasped between rubbery whimpers. "Yang..." Watching helplessly as more golden drops rolled off her plastic skin, staining the already filthy bedding. "Shut up!" He twisted his fingers roughly. "You're just merchandise now. Quality control requires thorough testing." His free hand groped her inflated breasts, checking the firmness and nipple response. Blake's artificial body betrayed her completely, responding to each touch exactly as designed. Waves of intense sensation crashed through her compressed nervous system. She could feel the air shifting inside her with each thrust and squeeze. The oral cavity inspection was particularly humiliating. Three fingers forced past her rubber lips, testing the throat mechanism. No gag reflex, just smooth artificial channels leading nowhere. Her squeaking moans echoed off the cheap motel walls. Yang's essence continued dripping, each lost drop taking away another piece of her partner forever. Blake tried desperately to hold the liquid with her plastic hands, but it just rolled off her synthetic skin. The scientist cursed again at the growing stains on the bed. "Basic functio
