He gets the doll

A wicked idea in Johns head **** him to get up and go grab the doll. He stands, still painfully hard, his cock red and swollen. It bounces in front of him and leaves little drops of pre in his sister's carpet. He picks up the box off the shelf and looks at it. The doll holds that same happy, curious expression. "God it really does look just like her fuck" he says putting one hand back on his cock and gently tugging on himself while he reads the box. "She's very trendy...she's more than that" he says closing his eyes and moaning.

That's when he hears the voice "Hello! Wanna play?"

His eyes dart open and he looks around "Down here silly!"

He looks down at the doll in disbelief. It waved back at him "Hi! Can you let me out?" She says with a pout.

"Can you, can you see me?" John asks the doll hesitant, his cock throbbing now. If this was real...if it was alive...his heart was beating so fast again.

"Yup! I mean there's all this stuff in the way" the doll pushes on the plastic "but I can see you cutie. So can I come out and play now? Pleeeeeaaase"

John wasn't sure what to do...he wanted to take the toy out but if he did his sister would definitely know he was snooping around her room one day.