Denise first encounter with the doll

Denise shook her head while staring at the doll who was now adorning a bookshelf in her bedroom. Her boyfriend was sweet despite his numerous faults, but this thing was clearly the weirdest thing he did. She had a few dolls when she was a kid but she was a twenty years old law student now!

Denise was clearly the opposite of a Barbie. Her mousy brown shoulder length hair, lack of makeup, pale skin and relatively average build were a sharp contrast against the idealized plastic woman.

“Next Time he will bring me something better, like flowers or chocolates if he wants to spend the evening with me. I need to study for next week exam.” She said as sat down at her desk, grabbing her notebook, ready for a few hours of work. Behind her back, the doll began to glow slightly.

This went on for 2 hours with Denise trying to get work done but she couldn’t get in the groove today. Reading her books only seemed to give her a headache and she shifted uncomfortably in her seat pulling at her clothes as her body was tingling all over. She let out an annoyed groan as she finally gave up, moving to her small kitchen to cook a small dinner.

After that she sat down on her couch and flipped around aimlessly until she found one of her favorite movies. She watched it for a little bit but couldn’t really focus on the story. Closing her eyes, she let her mind wander as her hands instinctively moved toward her crotch. She didn’t seem to notice that the area between her thighs was damp or the fact that her pubic hairs were almost completely gone. She moaned quietly as her fingers moved under in her panties, teasing her vagina, first lightly then more and more frantically, two fingers moving in and out of her overheated cunt, her other hand groping her breasts, which seemed bigger than her original B-cup, now looking more like a nice pair of C’s. Her clit was practically on fire, engorged with blood and fatter than she'd ever remembered it being.

Her orgasm came as a surprise, overtaking her, deeper and stronger than it ever had before in her life. Denise's legs swung in and out in a wing-like motion, her painted toes curling so tight that both her feet cramped, her mouth opening with a pronounced quiver her body was shaking with waves of pleasure.

Still panting, Denise laid on her bed for several minutes, enjoying the afterglow of her self-induced orgasm, the best she ever had. Feeling very tired and having definitely forgotten about her exam, she quickly moved onto her bed, falling into a dream filled sleep, not noticing the doll that was glowing more briglhly on the bookshelf.