Someone actually rather normal

“Okay, I want to be sexy. Let’s see…”. You start the description with soft sexy smooth skin. As you continue, you get a vision of a teenager yelling at a man in a foreign language. You can’t understand what they are saying but she ends by leaving with only a big satchel. Dark brown hair that is often tied in a ponytail. Another vision, same girl, a few years later, she is on an airplane listening to a recording to help brush up on her English. You can see her face, perky nose with a ring in the center, lovely brown eyes, mouth with lower lip pierced colored deep burgundy, nearly black. Expertly applied dark eye makeup. Shaking your head you continue the description, long legs, perky ass, 5’4”, maybe a bit over 100lbs. Tits, something seems to take over your hand, you see visions of men seeming to love grabbing her breasts as they pound away at her tight pussy, the breasts aren’t big, really, but everyone seems to love them, a woman sucks on them, you write C cup. The rest of the description just flows out as your mind fills with images of trying to find work and a place to live in New York. She finds friends, gets a job delivering things on a cool thin Italian motorcycle during the day and another working as a waitress on weekend nights at a bar that has all the girls in tiny skirts, long socks, heels, and midriff baring little shirts.

“Wow, so real. I can’t believe this is real.” Just then out of the corner of your eye, you see the dildo from the box, on the table, glowing. “Wait. Are you influencing this somehow?” You ask the dildo.

You aren’t exactly surprised, but still it is unnerving when you hear an answer in your mind, “You don’t mind do you?”

“Fuck. You can talk? Are you alive?” It feels a bit silly talking to a dildo, but, it is answering, so.

“No silly. The dildo isn’t me. I’m just watching through it. Now be a doll and put the shoes on, I want to see what happens.”

“This is crazy. Um. Is there any way to go back to being Vikki?”

“Sadly no. I can show you what you want to see, but normally it is a one time thing. Those magic shoes are very interesting. Enough chatting, put them on. Unless of course you want to give me full control and you could come sit on my little toy.”

“Oh, um, I think I’ll stick with…”