Casey Duval, A Girl Obsessed with Cuteness

A/N: Oh boy. I'm really doing this. I've been a long time fan of drek's work, starting with The Submission Accelerator when it was still under 200 chapters. With My Idle Harem sticking with me so much and me being in a rut, I finally took a leap and am writing up a story. It's still in the beginning stages of planning, but I have enough to start this story out.

Just as a quick warning so y'all don't have to go through the trouble of reading to find out; There's gonna be a lot of **** in this. Like, a lot a lot. All (mostly) consensual and definitely all of age, but ik that's not everyone's cup of tea.

I'm not a big fan of using AI, so I used a character creator I found on doll divine for the characters. If anyone knows better alternatives, lmk!

Casey's POV

"Casey, you have a package!".

The single best words I could hear any time of the week. Dropping everything I was doing, I rush downstairs, silently pleading with the universe that it's finally, finally here.

There in the kitchen my dad held a large package, looking it over with the kind of curiosity only a disconnected but supportive dad could have. He wasn't a bad guy, even kept track of my interests for things like holidays and my birthday, but he also wasn't enthusiastic or the most understanding, evident when he handed me the package with a teasing remark.

"Here's your $200 toys.".

"You say that now, but just wait! You'll never see cuter dolls than these!" I proclaimed confidently, setting the box on the counter before grabbing the sharpest scissors we have.

"Funny, you said that about the last ones you got." Came from my brother, Terrence.

These two always ganged up on me…! I know it was lighthearted, but it's not like I said anything when they yelled at the TV screen during hockey season.

Oh well, that's just my lot. Being born into a family that can't understand the mythical draw of cuteness. Maybe these dolls would get them to see! With that in mind, I opened it up, grinning as I was met with each carefully packed box.

"It is! It's here! The Lulu Elf Story series!" I said happily, practically swooning over the art alone. Picking at random, I pulled out one of the boxes, carefully opening it. With such gorgeous, adorable, and most of all expensive dolls, I had to handle them with care. It was life and ****. I handled the blister pack with surgical precision, pulling it out carefully until I could see the beauty awaiting me.

The squeal of adoration I let out made both dad and Terrence cringe as I opened the pack and pulled out the still nude doll. "The Folivore Bear! On my first pull! Isn't she just darling?".

Terrence groaned "It's bad enough without you doing your princess talk.".

"Wait until you see her clothes!" I replied, carefully opening them next and going through the process of dressing her, my dad giving me strange looks as I twisted her body every which way in order to properly get her clothes on, but eventually I did, holding her up proudly for them to see.

"Isn't she just adorable?!" I exclaimed, holding her out "Her dress, her leg warmers, the bows, I think I'm having a cuteness overdose!". I couldn't stop staring dreamily at her. It was no wonder I was in the process of making a outfit just like hers.

"She is pretty cute." My dad said, for once not an ounce of him forcing it, though I could still tell he didn't quite get it. Terrence only gave a non-commital nod. Before I could continue preaching the joys of cuteness though, the worst possible thing happened.

BZZZZT!

A strong vibration went through my phone, jolting up from my pocket through my entire being. I was so startled I dropped her.

"No no no!!" I yelled, immediately kneeling to pick her up, fussing over her in every which way. "You aren't hurt, are you?! Oh no, your hair came loose a bit!".

"Geez Casey, it's just a doll.".

I don't know what it was, but hearing Terrence say that… Something in me snapped.

"SHE'S NOT JUST A DOLL TO ME, SHE'S MY FRIEND! WHO ASKED FOR YOUR OPINION ANYWAY, HUH?!". I screamed before I even realized what I was saying. My hands immediately flew to my mouth, which lead to an indirect kiss with me and Folivore Bear as I still held onto her.

It was dead silent.

Once again acting impulsively, I grabbed her up, along with the box and scissors, and ran up to my room. They called after me, but I ignored it.

Not again. Not again, not again. I told myself I'd stop that! Why…

…

BZZZT!

ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?! I can't even have an emotional moment in peace! Groaning and cursing my phone, I take it out and- Huh?

Instead of a black screen, I'm greeted to my phone already on, with a game loaded up.

"My Idle Harem"?

I'd never downloaded this game before, but it sounded so…

Incredibly, impossibly cute. It looked it too. It'd probably have cutesy sound effects if my phone wasn't muted.

I figured it was some app I saved for release then forgot about. With baited breath, I wait for it to load.

What greets me though is my camera being opened, with a pop-up on the top. In big, bold letters: "Choose the first member of your harem!".

I pause. I feel like I would've remembered getting a cool game like this. Smiling, I turn it to my newly acquired doll, with plans to add my other girls too, and take as clear a picture as possible.

"We're sorry, the member you're trying to submit isn't human. Your harem can only have humans.".

… Huh.

Okay, that was weird, and kinda creepy… What kind of people would want a game like this? A game like this was probably gonna be review bombed and pulled, no matter how cute it is. Still, something kept nagging at me. A deep seated curiosity that wouldn't let go.

I tiptoe out of my room and down the stairs. No one's in the kitchen. I peer into the living room. My dad and brother are both there. It feels all sorts of wrong using my own family for a romance game, but it's not like I'm serious about it. I'm just trying it out.

I line the camera up with Terrence, trying not to get spotted, and I take a picture. I feel a pang of guilt seeing him and dad. Both look so guilty. But saying sorry now, after snapping and storming off like that… I couldn't bring myself to do it. I just quickly go back to my room, laying on my bed as my legs started to burn from using the stairs so much.

On my phone though was new text. "TARGETS ACCEPTED!". Big, bright, and flashing. Add flashing you seemingly can't turn off to the red flags. But wait, targets?

"Harem Member 001 Added: Terrence Duval"

"Harem Member 002 Added: Peter Duval"

I look back at the picture, realizing just then I accidentally got dad in frame too. So I guess more than one can be added at once? Makes things convient I guess, if you really want to go all out.

After that though, I froze up. On the screen now were two male silhouettes. Very clearly my dad and brother. What the… It was so accurate… How did it get all of that from them sitting down and dad barely being in frame? Not knowing what else to do, I tapped on Terrence

A/N: Sorry for leaving on a cliffhanger. This first chapter is just to establish things, and see if this may be anything people would want to see. There will be non-**** harem members in the future, I promise, but Casey's dad and brother are going to be the first and only for a while. If people are interested, the next chapter will come asap, though the schedule for uploads will not be consistent for a variety of personal reasons.

Edit: Images are fixed! Enjoy Terrence and Peter in all their handsome glory!