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Chapter 2
by Vestiphile
Who is the victim?
Quentin, the recipient of a custom Real Doll order
Quentin noticed Caroline at the desk immediately. He was hoping the same middle-aged dude he placed the order with would be there, but no such luck. This girl (and of course it was an attractive girl, probably around his age) was going to know he ordered one of the most expensive custom fucktoys available.
He got over it pretty quickly. She worked in a sex shop, after all. She'd probably been around to witness stranger purchases. If nothing else, it said that Quentin had money, if not taste.
He knew better, though. He'd been saving up for a down payment on a house, and this was literally $9500 out of that. He told himself that only put him another 10 months behind his original trajectory, and that this would be his last silly impulse buy (even if it was the biggest one, by far).
"Can I help you?" Caroline asked, smiling at him. The morning and early afternoon shifts were so much better than closing...this guy might be in the running for one of the cutest customers she's had.
"Yeah, I have a, um...custom order that came in this week, and I'm picking it up," Quentin said. Caroline's eyes lit up.
"The Terpsichore, right!?" Caroline asked. Quentin blushed a little, nodding at her. "Oh my god, that's SO cool!" She backed off a little, realizing she was sounding a bit too excited about a sex doll. This poor guy was turning bright red. "I mean, I've just never seen one before, and I heard she can actually stay standing and move a little -- like she can, like, slow dance, right?!"
"Uh...yeah," Quentin admitted. "I, uh, kinda went all out." Caroline smiled at him.
"Well, I mean, I think that's sort of sweet," Caroline said. She tried her best not to make her comments seem like pity. Quentin laughed politely, trying to not to take the comment as pity. "Okay, so...if you want to examine it here, we can make sure she's arrived in good condition. Otherwise, if you take it straight home and there are any issues, it'll be up to the manufacturer. Let me get her, and you can decide."
Is Quentin going to check her out here in front of Caroline, or will he take her home?
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The Witch's Spell
The Sex Shop
A mischievous witch has entered a small town. She wonders around town to town creating choas. Casting spells and curses or anything that can bring her amusement. In her latest town she spots a local sex shop on the main strip in down town. She enters the building and conjures up a spell. A bright purple light flashes across the store. Casting mutiple spells on all the items. Everything from the dildos to the lube were inflicted. With an evil laugh she walks out.
Updated on May 6, 2021
by Vestiphile
Created on Oct 15, 2020
by Theanonymousone6969
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