Try to reason with Jim

Jim got home late and Kay patiently waited for him on the bed next to the doll, because and this felt really weird to kay- That was where Jim had left her. She heard him doing some stuff around the house. Kay busied herself by inspecting her pussy, making sure it was ready to be used. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary. When he walked into the bedroom, Kay greeted him warmly. She knew the time for games was over. He had complete control. She had spent a whole day unable to leave the house. He was her boss, and she needed him on her side.

"Hi Jim, how are you doing today? Did you enjoy... me this morning?" Jim sat down in an armchair, dropping a large black bag with a heavy metal thud.

"It was okay. I appreciated the effort but I have a sex doll already, and let's be honest, she did most of the work this morning. And I doubt you can be as big of a slut as she can." He motions to the doll.

"Why are you doing this then? Oh, and uh... it's clean for you." Kay felt oddly compelled to let Jim know her pussies status. She spread her legs a bit just to make it clear what she meant.

"Oh, don't worry about it. So to answer your question, while I was at work, I thought up a better idea for you. I'm not big into bossing girls around and I don't want to force you to love me. I was really just attracted to your vagina. When I saw it's mold I just had to try the real thing. And it was okay, I'm over it."

"What do you want from me." Her legs were spread wide, and Kay hoped he knew what she really meant as she grabbed her legs so she was stretching herself obscenely.

"Thanks." Jim took her spread legs and pulled her to the edge of the bed. He walked around and got some pillows to support her back. Jim took the black bag and pulled out a large device out of it. It was a large oblong orange and black, vented machine with lots of button on one end. He directed it towards her nether region.

"Wait, what the fuck is that!"

"It's kind of like a big screwdriver." He was attaching it to her thighs, several forceps came out of one end, attaching painfully to the area around her pussy automatically. Jim set up an extending tripod to hold it in place pointing at her vagina. The machine made electric whirring noises, and began tracking to her pussy, following her every movement as Kay tried to scoot away. The straps were serious business, she was solidly attached to this... thing. A smaller silver tube came out of the end and started to paint a black line around her pussy.

"Please stop.... Jim this is scary." She watched this massive device that did indeed look like some sort of construction equipment, or a movie camera, focused entirely on her crotch.

"No, this is the quickest way to do this." Kay felt something unsettling happening to her pussy as the machhine did it's work. She couldn't describe it. She felt cool air, somewhere... It wasn't painful, except for the forceps which Jim ripped off unceremoniously, undoing the straps and pushing the machine away as soon as it went quiet.

"Ow!" Jim took the palm of his hand and Kay watched him push his hand up into her pubic bone. Her mouth dropped open as his hand continued pushing her entire vagina about two or three inches into her body until there was an audible click and kachunk. After that, she watched as her entire vagina was ejected from her body like it was on some kind of mechanical slide.

"Echo, echo!" Jim mocked as he yelled into her gaping hole.

"Well I can't fuck that, hey wanna souvenir?" Jim chuckled as he offered her her own vagina.

"What the fuck Jim!?"

"Of course not, you bought enough of those eh?" He tossed her vagina across the room where it rebounded and fell into a trash can. Kaylnn knew for sure now that Jim was beyond a psychopath. Dangerous, and impulsive. She couldn't even respond to that. Jim sat down next to her while Kay tried to decide whether she should despair over the gaping hole, or her vagina in a trash can.

"So here are a few of my ideas for it." Jim pulled out a binder and flipped through it, hundred of laminated pages detailed vaginas, and cross sections of their internals. Kay wanted to cry. And she did. Tears started to well up as she finally couldn't take anymore. She couldn't be scared anymore.

"So, I'm not going to give you the pick of the lot, some are kind of bland, but I bookmarked these ten or so. Also, I don't know if you would prefer a biological one, or a plastic one. I'm sure you noticed how easy the fake one was to clean this morning."