A Photo Contest

The app buzzed again.

A new message lit up on the screen, sent from a user named:

From: MCS_Freezer001
“Thanks for sharing that image of Leah. Shame I couldn’t get her first. I do have something you might be interested in.”

Attached was a single photo.

Micah tapped it.

His heart skipped a beat.

The image wasn’t artistic or stylized like some of the elite gallery shots he’d seen. It was raw, stark — a dimly lit side profile of a naked girl posed stiffly on a velvet couch. But even with her back partially turned, he knew instantly who it was.

Charlotte “Charlie” Wiez.

His best friend since the third grade. The girl who used to bike to his house after school every Friday. The one who snorted when she laughed too hard and would lean her head on his shoulder during scary movies. The one who left town without a goodbye last spring, saying her family had to move. He hadn’t seen her since.

And now here she was.

Frozen. On display.

Had she really moved away?

No. She’d been taken. Frozen. Owned.

And now she was being offered to him.

Micah’s fingers trembled as he scrolled down.

“Want to make a bet?” MCS_Freezer001 had written.
“Winner gets both Leah and Charlie here.”

Micah swallowed, hard.

Both girls.

Leah — frozen on his bed, her parted lips soft and helpless.

Charlie —posed and glassy-eyed, stripped of everything except the memory of who she used to be.

He could have them both.

Do anything he wanted with them.

He looked over at Leah again, lying still under the soft lamplight.

Her mouth open slightly. Her brown eyes vacant.

Her blonde hair fanned around her head like a halo.

Then he glanced back at the photo.

It really was Charlie.

Same long legs, same mousy brown hair, the faint pout in her lips, that single beauty mark on her chest.

Even her glasses were still perched on her nose — slightly fogged.

A perfect, nerdy little doll.

Micah took a deep breath. What was he doing? Three hours ago, he didn’t even think this was possible, now here he was with a frozen Leah Larkin, betting her to get a frozen Charlie Wiez?

Yet, he wanted her. He had to have her. He had to have both.

“What’s the challenge?”

The reply came instantly

“Seduction. One image each. Most likes in one-hour wins. No filters. One photo only. You must only use Leah. Challenge starts when both photos are uploaded.”

Micah stared at the screen.

He wasn’t a photographer. But this wasn’t about skill.

It was about desire.

Who could make their doll look more irresistible?

He looked at Leah. She was still soft, still blank, her legs slightly parted from the pose he’d left her in.

“I’ll take the bet.”

Five minutes later, the first photo arrived.

Charlie.

Fully nude, side view.

She was posed lying on her side, one leg crossed over the other, long brown hair tied up in a bun.

Her arms were folded beneath her breasts, and her glasses reflected a low light from a lamp nearby.

The look was oddly mature — like a college TA caught mid-thought.

A frozen scholar.

It hit Micah like a punch to the stomach.

She looked so real, so tangible.

He felt a sudden, overwhelming need to win her.

He had to.

Micah moved quickly.

He pulled Leah into a new position, gently but firmly. Flat on her back. Her legs spread just enough to be suggestive. One arm folded above her head, the other hand posed so that her fingers rested lightly against her lips.

He positioned himself behind her, his image just out of frame. Then he knelt and adjusted her hair — one strand tucked perfectly behind her ear. He stared down at her for a long moment.

Then he took the shot. One photo. Sent.

“Upload confirmed. Challenge will begin in sixty seconds.”

Micah sat on the edge of the bed, sweating. It was done. Now all he could do was wait.

The screen lit up

“Voting now active. Results will update every ten minutes.”

The phone buzzed and Micah set it down.

He looked at Leah again. The pose had left her mouth slightly parted, her neck exposed.

He brushed her cheek softly. Her skin was cool. Smooth. And entirely his. His fingers trembled. He moved them along her jawline. Then down to her lips.

He had imagined this moment a hundred times throughout high school — usually while hiding in the bathroom or buried under the covers at night.

But now? Leah was here. Leah was his. Still. Waiting. And there was no one to stop him.

His hands went to his belt. Then his hands went to his pants, undoing both. Micah had imagined this moment many times, what it would be like to have her like this. To have her for himself. Now it was a reality.

He pulled his pants and boxers down, and his cock sprang free. He climbed over her, pressing his body against hers, and pushed himself inside her.

"Fuck," he groaned.

“Results in 10 minutes.”

She was tight, and wet. And still so very warm. Micah pumped into her, his eyes closed, his whole body shaking. Leah on the other hand, simply stared blankly at the ceiling.

He couldn't believe he was doing this. But he was, and it was everything he imagined.

“Five minutes remaining.”

His hips jerked, and his whole body shook as he came inside her. He was embarrassed this only took a couple of minutes to achieve, though Leah didn’t seem to mind. It was his first time after all.

Micah collapsed beside her, his body trembling.

“Two minutes remaining.”

Micah ignored the screen. He leaned over Leah instead, brushing her hair aside, planting a slow kiss on her cheek.

He whispered her name.

“I love you,” he said, unthinking.

He meant it.

She didn’t respond. She couldn’t. Her eyes were empty. And yet, she was still the most beautiful thing he had ever seen.

“One minute.”

Micah grabbed the phone again, his hands slick with sweat.

The voting page showed both images side by side.

It was close.

Too close.

“Thirty seconds.”

Micah held his breath.

“Time’s up.”
“Results are now available.”

He tapped the results tab.

There they were. Leah and Charlie. Side by side.

His photo had pulled just ahead by just three votes. Just enough.

“MF_Freezer883 has won.”

Micah blinked at the name.

That was him.

He had won.

“MCS_Freezer001 will contact you shortly with delivery details.”

A new message arrived instantly:

“Nice work. Didn’t think you had it in you. I’m impressed.
I’ll deliver Charlie to you tomorrow. Make room. She’s all yours.”

The chat ended.

Micah stared at the app interface again.

There was a new tab labeled:

MY COLLECTION (2)
• Leah Larkin
• Charlotte Wiez

He scrolled down and saw a new notification:

“Congratulations on winning your first challenge. 2 FREE FREEZE CREDITS have been added to your account.”

“Freeze credits?” Micah whispered.

He tapped for more info.

Freeze Credits can be used to freeze a new subject without cost.
They can also unlock special contests, disappearance service, or transport services.

Micah’s chest tightened. He could freeze anyone. Another two girls. Two new dolls. The power to claim more.

He looked at Leah again. Charlie would arrive tomorrow. A reunion like no other.

But tonight? Tonight was Leah’s.