Men play with Dolls

Chloe got up from the couch and motioned for me to follow her. I walked down the hallway in the apartment and into a nicely decorated bedroom. The name Chloe was on the door and I figured out she wasn't just 'at the party' she lived here with Tammy and Sarah.

"Close the door would you?" She asked and I complied.

"What's up."

"It looks like this party is going to happen after all so I need to wear something nicer. Would you mind giving me a male perspective?" She pleaded. I just smiled and sat on the bed.

"Of course, sweetie. Anything for a friend." She jumped up and down clapping.

"Yay! Okay." She went to a stack of clothes and started pulling out dresses and pants and stuff and holding them up. "What about these?" I shook my head.

"Chloe if you want my opinion you have to put them on. I can't see you in them like that." I protested. She looked like a deer in the headlights for a second and then nodded.

"Oh. Right. Sorry." She threw the outfits down and then pulled her clothes off one by one until a tall blonde goddess was standing before me. She decided on different clothes too and threw on a black dress. "Okay, what about this?" I smiled and stood up, deciding to use my powers for this.

"No. This is too slow and you don't know what you need. Let's do this the better way. Get naked." She blinked and then threw the dress off.

"Umm. What are you doing?"

"I'm going to find your outfit for you. You're going to be my Barbie doll." I announced. She lit up and clapped.

"That's a great idea, John! Okay." She smiled and stood still as I looked through her pile of clothes. I found a handful of panties and picked them up and sniffed them, my cock got rock hard.

"Mmmm. You smell so fucking sexy, baby. Panties are the foundation of your outfit, everything else should be built around them." I said to her. A pair fell out of the pile and landed on the ground. I smiled and picked them up. They were pink and lacy and they had no crotch. Thanks universe. "What are these?" I asked with amusement.

"Oh those! I uh... a boyfriend gave them to me in high school. They're hot, I think." She said without confidence. I smiled and dropped the other panties and got down at her feet. She stepped in them and then I pulled them snuggly against her pussy.

"I think they're perfect." I said. "Now if anyone convinces you to fuck them, they'll know how badly you wanted cock the whole time." I said. She looked fascinated.

"Wait really? Does... does that matter?" I looked at her.

"How many boyfriends have you had?"

"Uh just... the one. It was only for a week too. I'm not good at dating or hanging out with guys. I don't know, I think I'm cursed." I nodded.

"I know that feeling. Well maybe my curse can help end yours tonight. Oh and yes it matters. Guys want girls who look like they don't want to fuck, but secretly do. Now let's see here." I walked over to her and hefted her C cup breasts and tweaked her nipples until they were hard. "Okay you have really nice tits. Let's see...." I looked around the ground and couldn't find a bra. That was a sign enough for me. "You know what? You don't need a bra, my dear. Just let your big tits hang for the night."

"Oh, that seems really slutty. Won't my nipples poke through?"

"If you get them hard they will. Hard nipples are really hot and you should try to keep them hard throughout the night. Just think about how everyone is picturing suckling on your big tits and that should keep them excited. I know that's what I'm thinking about." She blushed and looked down at my shorts.

"I can see you're really getting into this dress up. Okay, no bra. What else?" I shuffled through her clothes and found the sluttiest vest ever. It had big holes that framed her tits and then it also had the shortest sleeves ever. It was like someone cut a polo shirt as a bra without cups... it even had two buttons in the middle. Aww. I held it up and handed it to her.

"Try this. That should frame your tits perfectly." She blushed and slipped it on. She had trouble around her massive tits but I managed to help her squeeze them in. She looked like a bimbo. "You look so cute." I said sweetly to her. She looked in the mirror.

"And you think... this will be a hit at the party? I've never worn anything like this in public before."

"I think you will have the best night of your life, my dear. Oh here. Try this on over your panties." I handed her a very tiny denim skirt that did nothing to hide her precious little hole. She put it on and then looked at me for validation, twirling around in place. "You look beautiful. Let your body do all the talking my love." I moved passed her onto the bed and looked up at her body. "Let me see from this angle."

She twirled again and this time she slipped. "Oh gosh!" She fell back onto my lap and her soft butt pillowed my hard cock perfectly. My cock throbbed against my pants and she bit her lip and moaned at the feeling. "Mmmm. This outfit is working already." She turned and ran her hand over my cheek. "You've been so good to me, can I take care of that for you?"

I smiled, not one to turn down a tall blonde goddess. I just leaned back in acquiescence and she got to work. My cock sprung free and she rushed to put her lips to it like she was dying of thirst. I ran my fingers gently through her long soft blonde hair and she looked up at me with adoration in her eyes. She worked her tongue on the bottom side of my cock but I pulled her up. "Your pussy looks so hot in those panties, can I see how it feels?" I asked smirking. She returned the smirk and stood up.

"Of course my sweet friend. Anything for y...WOAH!" She fell back again and landed straight on my cock only it wasn't her pussy I was inside of, it was her tight little ass. "OH!" She moaned and leaned forward. She was sweating and breathing heavily at the sudden intrusion into her tightest hole. I looked up at her with concern.

"You okay, honey? I think I'm inside your ass. You should probably get up if it hurts." She shook her head.

"No, it... it's fine. Your cock is so big that's all...unless you want me to get off." She looked back and I just smiled.

"Oh no, this feels amazing. I was just worried about you." She blushed and started grinding her ass on my cock.

"I'm more than good. This is...heaven!" Her tongue fell out of her mouth as she started to feel the pleasure. Her ass clenched around my cock and she rode me to really milk my shaft. I kept rubbing spit on my cock when she would lift up so she would stay nice and lubed but it was tough. She started going faster and faster and I just couldn't hold on. I fell back and let the orgasm rush through me. She squealed as I pumped a few big ropes of cum up her ass.

"Oh fuck...oh fuckkkk." She started shaking and she even fell off my cock, onto the floor, and squirt out a big gush of liquid from her pussy. Her hand was furiously attacking her clit and I got down to taste the firehose of squirt. She smiled up at me, panting as she finished her orgasm and then fell back on the carpet. "I think...I ruined...my outfit." She looked down at herself shiny with sweat and squirt.

"No, it smells better now. You're gonna kill it tonight." I said, standing up and readjusting myself. I helped her up and we both straightened up and headed out.

"Thanks again John. I'll tell you how it goes." She kissed me on the cheek and skipped down the hallway. So, I dolled up a blonde girl and I procured alcohol and food for the party. I was starting to think everything would work out alright. I put a mental request to the curse to continue providing the good times for my friends if it could think of anything. The curse was like a friend itself. Ohhhh I get it.