Yes, he takes Leah Home

Surprisingly, Micah saw no one else on his journey home, that almost never happened.

His parents were still at work, so no one stopped him as he carried Leah up the stairs to his bedroom.

She was still frozen as he set her down in his bed.

Micah paused, admiring his work.

Leah's mouth was parted slightly, her hands were stiffly placed on the sheets beside her, her head was tilted slightly. She was still dressed in the same outfit as before, a white blouse, a red cardigan, a black skirt, and a pair of black stylish boots on her feet.

The sight took his breath away.

Leah's expression was blank, her eyes wide and lifeless.

Micah reached for her. He couldn't help it.

Her skin was still warm. He leaned forward, close enough to kiss her.

Then he did.

Her lips were warm, and soft. He kissed her, and his whole body shivered. Leah did nothing to resist.

His hand trailed down her neck, then lower, to the buttons on her shirt. He fumbled a little, his fingers clumsy.

Then he had them open. He slid the cardigan off her shoulders, and undid the remaining buttons. He pulled her shirt open, revealing a bra and a pair of full boobs.

He paused.

Was this right? Was this what she would have wanted?

His mind drifted back to her sad eyes. How alone she was.

Yes, she wanted this.

His fingers touched her chest. Slowly he squeezed, feeling her breasts give way. Leah did not respond, and simply stared at Micah, a blank look still on her face.

Micah felt himself growing hard.

He leaned forward. He kissed her cheek, then her neck, her shoulder. Then he pulled back, taking off her shirt.

Her bra followed next, leaving her topless, her breasts fully exposed.

Leah was gorgeous.

He ran his fingers down her arms, feeling goosebumps forming as he ran his hands along her bare skin.

This was his chance. His fingers trailed lower, to the hem of her skirt. He pushed the fabric up, revealing her pink panties.

His stomach twisted.

“What the hell am I doing?!”

Panic surged. He almost threw the blanket back over her, almost ran.

But then the app buzzed again.

POSE SUBJECT — PHOTO MODE AVAILABLE. COMMUNITY GALLERY AVAILABLE. **Share to earn community points.**

A new button blinked:

COMMUNITY GALLERY — TAP TO VIEW.

Micah froze, his eyes on the photo mode button.

The community gallery?

That made his heart skip.

He didn't really want anyone else to see Leah, but a secret gallery... of other people doing this. He had to see.

Hesitatingly, he pressed the gallery tab. There were dozens of images of people popping up. Men, woman, different ages, all in different states of undress or even naked. All of them obviously frozen as many were posed in ways no one would want to be photographed doing.

Micah's gaze drifted back to Leah. He could do that. He could pose her in any way he pleased. His cock strained against his pants.

"Just one photo."

The words were a whisper, and his hands moved on their own.

He rolled Leah onto her side, and pulled her skirt up until her butt was exposed. He ran his hand along her backside, her thighs, the curve of her ass.

Then he tugged the panties down.

Her body was beautiful.

He couldn't help himself.

He knelt between her legs and buried his face into her.

The smell and taste of her pussy sent a surge of pleasure through him, and he gasped, pulling back.

Micah swallowed hard. He couldn't stop now.

He adjusted her position again, and laid her on her back. He opened her legs, and pulled the skirt up.

Now, Leah was lying on his bed, her legs spread, her pussy fully exposed.

His eyes went back to the gallery.

There were plenty of images of girls, most of them naked. Some of them were spread just like this. Others were bent over, others had toys or objects inserted inside them.

Micah pulled out his phone and activated the camera. He made sure the camera captured the most intimate parts.

Once he was sure he had a nice sexy photo of Leah, Micah prepared to upload it. His thumb hovered over the confirmation button.

Was this what Leah wanted? He looked down at her, his brow furrowed.

Leah's mouth was slightly open. She was beautiful.

His thumb hit the button.

+25 points — 1st upload to community gallery.

A soft chime.

He immediately got several likes.

“Another one wouldn’t hurt.”

This time, Micah zoomed on Leah’s face, capturing the eerie emptiness of her gaze.

Another chime. More points.

And as he moved, the tension inside him began to snap.

He’d wanted Leah for so long—watched her, imagined her, dreamed of her. Now she was his to explore. To touch. To pose. Boldness surged.

Micah sat beside her again. Tentatively, he traced her forearm—skin cool and smooth beneath his fingertips. She didn’t flinch. Didn’t breathe.

He guided her arm upward, draping it across her chest.

Micah’s breathing quickened.

He shifted her other arm next, bending her elbow, positioning her hand beneath her chin, thumb brushing against her lip.

Micah leaned close, trembling now.

He brushed hair from Leah’s face, tucked it behind her ear.

Then—unable to resist—he touched her lips with a fingertip. Cool. Soft. Perfectly pliant.

The girl he had wanted for so long was his to shape, to display, to own.

And the app—his little audience—was eating it up.

A new notification appeared:

NEW MESSAGE: 15 Likes on First Gallery Post!
Level Up: Rank 2 Achieved.

Micah grinned.

There was a whole world out there watching—other players, other collectors.

But none of them had Leah.

None of them had her like this.

He set the phone down.

Hands trembling with both fear and thrill, he leaned in closer.

His fingertips traced Leah’s cheek, down her neck, across her exposed collarbone.

She remained cold, still, helpless. Her brown eyes stared through him.

And Micah knew—deep in his bones—that he would never let her go.

Not now. Not ever.

Micah barely noticed the time slipping away. The room was still, save for the faint hum of his phone. And Leah Larkin lay before him—his doll, his prize, his perfect frozen girl.

Another chime from the phone takes Micah out of his stupor:

5 New comments on your Gallery Post:

"Great pose! Love her expression."
"She’s a beauty. More angles?"
"You have potential, new player."
**“Is that Leah Larkin? #jealous”**

Micah blinked. Someone on here knew Leah. Someone else at school used this app. That should have been obvious based on where he got the download link. But it hadn't occurred to him until now.

The app buzzed again.

"A challenge has been sent to your inbox."