Why don't you just take a chance?

 You had been collecting life sized dolls since you had first gained the means to do so with you loving the craftsmanship that it took to create such figures, a bump in the road snapping you out of your train of thought for a moment before you looked behind you to see if your new purchase was nice and safe in the back. You’d smile to see that the box was safely secured on the seat, the zip ties seeming to do a good job and keeping it intact as you went through the battered country road that led to your residence, leaves falling down over your car as the wind pushed the trees from side to side with you being thankful that it wasn’t raining so that the doll inside of the box wouldn’t get damaged. This purchase had been a very interesting one with it being the rare times where you had driven somewhere more rural then your own location with you having driven to this seemingly abandoned industrial complex where several factories had been standing in the early 2000s with all that remained now was rusted metal and few homes of people who made their money dealing scrap and things found in the factories.

When you saw the listen you first thought that it was a scam since it seemed like the doll was undervalued for what it was, especially given that it had been removed from a factory that the Japanese had rented out before the financial crisis hit.  You were also shocked by the price since the doll was based on Hatsune Miku, a vocaloid  and mascot for the software who had quite a rabid fan base with you being one of them  so with that you had quickly snapped up the doll, making the deal with the promise of paying at the door. When you got to the door the seller would show you the doll and happily hand it to you, with you feeling that the man had really wanted it out of his house with how quick everything was before you would start the long drive back home.

You could feel as the road would change it be even rockier which meant that you were pretty close to your house, the entire sky being coloured a deep black as you flicked the headlights on as to see your way. Eventually you’d manage to get to your house, moving your car right next to the front door so that you could get it out of the cold easily, jumping out of the car before dragging the box out of the box before moving it inside, unlocking the door and entering your home, feeling as the heat hit you. With that you moved the box onto your bed, looking around the room for a moment before you walked away to get the boxcutter to open it, moving into the kitchen and grabbing it before you suddenly heard the ripping of cardboard  echoing throughout the house.

You quickly ran into the bedroom, making sure that the blade was up on the knife before entering to see that the box had a hole torn in the side of it, the doll having disappeared from within which confused you more than anything else. You would move closer to the box, glancing within to see that there was hundreds upon hundreds of scratches littering the sides of the box which made it seem like the doll had been wanting to get out for a while but you figured that couldn’t be the reason, mainly because it didn’t make any sense. That was when you started to hear the sounds of robotic singing echoing out from down the hall, the voice sounding soft and energetic yet you couldn’t help but notice that robotic edge that was lacing the tone as well as the words sounding almost stitched together.

You would exit out of the bedroom and look down the hallway to see that something had run into the living room, leaving the door ajar as the singing echoed out across the room seemingly growing faster and faster by the moment. You would grow closer and closer to the door, hearing as the singing would reach this crescendo, a couple seconds of silence moving across the air before she proceeded to start singing another song, the floor creaking right as you got right next to the door, causing her singing to stop. You then heard a couple of footsteps and then nothing at all, clutching a hold of the door knob and pushing it open slowly, briefly glancing over the side of the door before you opened the door with you nearly dropping the blade when you saw what was standing at the other end.

It was the doll with the figure standing at 3/4ths of your height as your eyes first focused on her face with seemed to carry a strange uncanniness that came from her going from 2D to 3D,her nose being a simple bump in the plastic whilst her eyebrows and mouth were drawn onto the face, keeping her fixed in the same expression. Her blue hair would cascade down her back in ponytails as you looked into her bright blue eyes, the gaze being almost captivating despite the fact her eyes seemed to be pushed around a inch deeper into her skull then they should be, your eyes eventually trailing her long neck before moving to the body proper which was certainly the more dollish part of her. You could see all of the round joints that were keeping her limbs together with the joints in the fingers being particularly intricate as you realized that they had molded the doll to be anatomically correct, her tits being small and featureless for the most part, your eyes glancing down her smooth stomach to see her belly button before you moved to her hips, her pussy being fully exposed to you as she stared at you.

Your eyes quickly flicked back to her own, the two of you getting caught in each other’s eyes as you wondered what the hell she was planning to do to you now, her head twisting to the side slightly before going back to its normal position. After a couple of seconds she’d more to the side of the door, the woman’s limbs moving fluidly although it seemed that she could only move one set of joints at a time, the woman’s arm moving upwards before her hand moved into a pointing gesture, the gesture eventually moving right to the middle of the sofa . “L-AY DO-WN” She would say using the same clipped apart tone that she had been singing in only this time it seemed like it had been clipped way more and almost sounding unsure in a way which you figured was the fact she was made to speak Japanese and not English.

Figuring that you might as well follow the living dolls orders, given that you had no idea what she wanted and the last thing you wanted was to be killed, you walked over to the sofa and laid yourself down with it, the doll watching you from across the room. Then you’d hear the patter of light footsteps coming towards you before she would jump up into the air and landed right between your legs, the woman moving over to your crotch before she proceeded to sit herself down right onto your crotch. The woman would observe your face a bit more, moving her hands up and poking you in the nose before she would put one of her hands against your cheeks, her other hand moving onto your chest and slowly trailing down to your belt, her hands starting to undo it as you went to speak.

That was when she would quickly put her hand to your jaw and proceeded to snap it shut, the woman holding it for a couple moments before she moved her hand to her own face, making a hush motion as she took your belt off. She would carefully leave your belt on the arm of the sofa before she began to move her hands to your trousers, carefully taking them off  as you felt a bulge start to grow in your underwear, something she clearly noticed as she would pull your trousers right down to your knees. The woman would trace her hands around the strap of your underwear for several moments, teasing you before she would move a couple of fingers underneath the strap before peeling it down slowly, your cock popping out of its binds before she moved the underwear halfway down your thighs.

With your cock fully exposed and pushed against her soft stomach she would stare back into your eyes again with you rapidly realizing the eyes couldn’t move and as such she had to angle her entire head around somewhat. You were snapped out of the stare when you felt her cold hands rested against your chest, the nailless fingers digging into your flesh as she proceeded to start moving her hips upwards, the woman’s eyes continuing to stare at you as she twisted her head slightly once again. She then proceeded to stop moving, the woman going as still as she should be before she suddenly dropped herself right down onto your cock with you groaning out as you felt her insides around your cock, her hips gently bouncing off your own as she would do so.

The woman would keep herself clenching around your cock for several seconds with it feeling like her inner walls were made up of some kind of velvet before she began to move up your cock, her limbs clicking slightly as she did so. She would move slowly up your cock, her palms pushing down into your sternum and her fingers tickled and traced your collarbone somewhat, her blue hair arcing across her back, the woman’s legs spreading slightly wider so she didn’t fall back down onto your cock again. Eventually she reached your tip which was when she stopped moving with the limbs grinding to a half before she would proceed to drop herself down onto your cock, clearly letting her limbs loose before she tightened up again, the woman glancing up at your pleasure stuck face again.

She would keep doing this for several minutes, the woman moving up your cock before slamming down again whilst her blue hair lashed against her back, the woman changing how she would do such things as if to test your response to them. Sometimes she would clench around your cock before slamming down onto it which would cause you to clutch against your sofa whilst you’d feel as one of her hands would move onto your neck whilst the other moved onto your wrist, wrapping halfway around it due to how small her hand was. You’d feel as she clenched around your neck somewhat, the woman noticing as you would let out a hitched moan when she grasped against your windpipe with it seeming like she enjoyed the sound given the way her head twisted down at your head.

That was when she started to go faster against your hips, the woman gripping and ungripping around your neck as she would no longer stop whenever she moved to your tip, the pleasure moving through you in a series of waves. The woman's inner walls were also starting to move rhythmically, the velvet walls moving from the base of your cock before moving up to the tip of your cock where she seemed to put a specific amount of pressure and pleasure into which only existed to make you moan even more. Meanwhile your eyes moved up to her face, seeing it’s unmoving glare staring back down at you as she would remove her hand off your wrist before she proceeded to move her hand over to your chest, the woman’s hand drifting around before she ended up placing it right over her heart.

It appears that she was trying to feel for your heart-rate, her fingers tapping and pushing against your chest in tune with the beat as she would push herself down to the base of your cock, causing you to groan out slightly in the process. That was when she stopped moving again before she proceeded to move her legs underneath your own, hooking them together as she would move her hand off your neck, whipping her index finger across her collarbone as she just kept staring at you. You were getting tempted to speak before she proceeded to move her hand back up to her painted on mouth again,moving it back into that hushing motion which was more than enough to make you keep quiet.

Then she would start moving her hips again, the woman moving up and down your cock and rapidly getting faster and faster by the moment, the inner walls also clenching along with her thrusts as well as you realized where the change of pace came from. She was thrusting to the tune of your heartbeat, feeling as your heart would get faster and faster due to all the pleasure running through your veins with the woman clearly wanting your heart to beat as fast as humanly possible so she could ride you as fast as she could. At this point the lust between the both of you had reached its limits, the doll clearly wanting you to cum inside of her and enjoying the way that you moaned and twitched with you enjoying what was the most pleasurable sex that you’ve ever had.

That was when you felt as your cock began to throb inside of her pussy, pushing against her inner walls which responded before she proceeded to clench back, clearly enjoying the game that she was playing with you. You could also feel as a pressure would stur at the top of your cock, pulsing and pushing as you would try to keep yourself from cumming inside of her pussy, figuring that if she wanted to play a game so much then you were willing to repeat, much to her happiness. Eventually you couldn’t take it anymore, gasping out into the air which she seemed to let you do despite her usual silent nature with the first couple of ropes proceeded push deep inside of her, the woman slamming down against her hips before she curled her legs around you to bind you even closer to her.

The first few ropes sprayed against her silk inner walls, soaking in slightly before your shots began to push deeper and deeper inside of her, quickly hitting against the back end of her pussy as she would do so. As your orgasm would reach its peak a massive amount of cum pushed out of your cock and soaked right through the silk and through the fabric that made out of her stomach, soaking through before your orgasm started to slow down somewhat, her fingers seeming to twitch somewhat as she did so. Your orgasm would begin to slow after that, managing to maintain the same intensity for a while before it would suddenly go down, ropes turning into smaller strands which then turned into drops, your hands resting against the back of the bed in the process.

As you would pant she would pull herself off your cock, the woman stretching her back somewhat before moving up so that she could lay her head on your chest, hitting it with a light thump as cum dripped out of her pussy. She would then proceed to start hugging against your body somewhat, the way the woman’s hands moved to your wrist indicating that she wanted you to reciprocate the gesture of which you did, tracing your hands against her foam back as she would do so. With that she seemed to go into some kind of sleep mode although it didn’t seem that she could actually shut her eyes with you feeling too exhausted to do anything, moving your head back and falling asleep with the doll laying right across your body.