The Intruder

Mark was panting hard as he thrust in and out of the snatch of Emily Mackenzie. The brunette didn’t care however, and simply stared at the ceiling with blank brown eyes, her mouth lightly agape. It was all she could do, ever since she became Mark’s frozen love doll.

“Uhhhhh…. Uhhhhhh,” Mark moaned with every thrust. It was pretty much the only thing he could do. His hands grasp Emily’s breasts, while her legs were propped up on his shoulders.

Mark shuddered as he released his load.

“Thanks Emily. I’m so glad you joined my collection. I don’t think I can imagine life without you in it anymore,” Mark said.

The curly haired brunette did not reply, she couldn’t. She simply continued to stare at the ceiling, a blank look on her face.

“And same to you Phoebe,” Mark said quickly, looking at the frozen girl laying next to Emily.

Phoebe Page, like Emily, was completely naked. Unlike her fellow doll, Phoebe was left laying on her belly, her mouth wide open as if in shock, even if not a single thought was running through her pretty little head anymore. The blondes' blank blue eyes helped sell this effect.

Slowly Mark pulled his penis out of Emily’s snatch with a slightly audible pop, before quickly sticking it in Phoebe’s mouth so as to ‘clean’ himself off. Phoebe certainly didn’t complain as she took her owner’s cock down her throat. Without the use of her arms or hands, combined with the blank look on her face, the frozen girl from a certain angle looked ridiculous as she took Mark down her throat.

After just a few minutes of stimulation, Mark pulled out, not wanting to go all the away again.

“Thanks Phoebe. Your great!” Mark told the frozen blonde, playfully taping her on the nose. Phoebe for her part did not flinch or react to the compliment, simply staring forward, her mouth still agape.

Without saying another word, Mark pulled his pants up and started whistling a tune as he exited his bedroom. He was a foot away from the bathroom to relieve himself when suddenly, he heard the distinctive sound of a door opening and closing.

The boy stopped in his tracks.

Katie was the only one who would be opening the door like this, but she was at a bring your daughter to work event with her mom today, and he still had another two days before his parents and Regina got back. That could only mean one thing.

Mark took short, soft steps, deliberately trying to make as little noise as possible. He all but held his breath as he made his way to the stairs.

Slowly he creeped his way down the stairs, passing his Dawn doll, posed at the foot of the stairs as if getting ready to climb them. The Mexican-American girl was completely naked and had a bored look on her face. To try and calm himself down, he grasped at the frozen Latina’s tan breasts briefly. Dawn certainly didn’t mind.

Entering the main hallway, Mark took a Quick Look at the front door, but it was closed. Standing next to the door was his Delilah doll. He was currently using the frozen red head as a coat rack of sorts, as despite it being April, there were still some random cold snaps this week.

The door on the other had, was an inch open.

“Fuck me,” Mark said quietly under his breath.

He tip toed to the door and closed it all the way as quietly as possible, making sure it was locked this time. Whoever was here, wasn’t going to be leaving anytime soon.

Finally, Mark made his way to he living room. He had left Gabriella and Rae here posed on the couch as if having a conversation. But as he entered the room, something was wrong since he had last left it an hour earlier.

There was a person staring at his Gabriella and Rae doll’s. A moving person at that.

The darkened figure was only feet away from his two dolls, and was saying nothing. It was risky, but Mark stepped closer and slightly to the side to see if he could see the intruder’s face. His eyes slightly widened as he did in fact recognize who it was.

It was… Haley Bailey?

“Haley?”

“Oh shit,” the theater student said aloud as she turned around. “Mark… uh… funny seeing you here.”

“It’s my house,” Mark deadpanned, raising a single eyebrow.

“Oh, is it…. I uh….”

“Haley stop,” Mark said aloud rather quickly.

The blonde did as she was told.

“What the hell are you doing here,” Mark said aloud to deaf ears. Haley did not answer. Neither did anyone one else in the room. Obviously.

Mark stepped closer to the intruder and long-time crush. She was… dressed oddly to say the least. The blonde was dressed in near black dark clothes, or at least her jacket and jeans were. Then again, her bright white sneakers went against this idea.

“Why was she here?” Mark thought to himself. While he certainly didn’t mind adding the teen to his collection, the circumstances… he needed answers.

He needed to know why she was here.

He looked over Haley’s frozen form, eating up every inch. Leaning in, he gives the frozen blonde a kiss on her lips, causing her to wobble in place on her heels before Mark steadies her.

Without saying another word, Mark then picks her up over his shoulder and carries her to the garage. He would get his answers.