Fill Her Up
by kittara
photomanip by MadBirdCZ

*Beep!*

"Hi Jasmine, it's John. I know this is like the third time this week, but I can't make it at six. To make it up to you, I left something for you on the other side of your bed. I think you'll like it. I'll try to see you later on tonight, doll. Bye!"

I sighed. John wasn't going to make it again. I knew that his work was very important to him, but three times in a row? I was beginning to wonder if he still loved me.

I tossed my keys onto the table next to the phone. I knew it was going to be a long night. I had been hoping that I'd have some time alone with John tonight, but I was starting to feel neglected and a bit betrayed. I had always been around for him when he needed me. It would have been nice to have some of the same from him.

I sat down on the edge of the bed and removed my shoes. Placing my shoes underneath the bed, I turned my attention to my aching feet. Working at the department store, I had been standing most of the day, so getting off my feet and a small massage was a more than welcome feeling.

"Maybe I should call Sarah and see if she wants to come over," I thought. Sarah was one of my friends that worked with me at the store. She worked in lingerie across from women's shoes, where I worked. We'd get together for lunch. After work, she'd come over to my place or sometimes I'd go over to her's whenever we had nothing going on. Since Sarah didn't have a boyfriend, I knew that she's be free to come over.

I picked up the phone again and dialed her number. It rang a few times until her voice mail kicked in. I sighed.

"Well, I guess it's just another night alone," I said to myself. I glanced over to the computer desk on the other side of the bed and saw the package that John had talked about on his message. "At least he left me something to keep myself occupied," I mused to myself.

I leaned back from my sitting position and reached over with my right hand toward the box. Grabbing the box, I slid onto my side so I could get a better look at the box and its contents.

Like usual, it was a rather plain brown box with John's handwriting on the top and a small white sticker on the side with some printing on it. Underneath it was a bigger box that had been folded up. I wondered for a moment what the other box had been used for, but quickly but the thought out of my mind as I saw the writing on the smaller box.

"TransFuse Dildo Clear w/ Black LD Vibracoil" the sticker read. Over the top of the printed sticker was the typical red "Prototype" stamp, signifying that this was one of the new developments at TransFuse, the company that John worked for.

I sighed. "He wants me to test his toys again." I pulled the sex toy out of the box and placed the box back down beside the bed and sat back up. As pleasuring as the testing of John's work could be, it was never as good as having his cock filling up my waiting pussy.

I looked closely at the clear plastic dildo. It was made of a silicone-filled tube, shaped like a man's penis. It had to be at least eight inches long, with a huge head on the end. Running down the length was a black coil that was embedded inside outer plastic causing of the dildo.

"That must be the vibration coil that John had been babbling about for the last two months." The vibracoil was the big engineering project that John had been working on. It was the reason why the last few weeks, I've been spending most nights alone. I had heard his marketing speech on it numerous times. Smaller batteries. Longer lasting. More intensive. Life changing. I had heard the list so many times, I practically had it memorized.

It had all been talk until now though. This was the first time I had actually seen what he's been talking about all these months. It did seem a bit more spectacular than a normal vibrator. The material it was made out of was fairy standard, but there was something about the feel of it in my hand. I fumbled around with it in my hand for a moment, feeling the need to play with it growing within me.

Leaning back on the bed, I slipped my skirt off my rounded hips and slid it down to my feet. Next I unbuttoned my blouse, removing it from around my shoulders. Then I slid off my hose, leaving me in my bra and panties. I scooted myself to the edge of the bed again and leaned over to place my work clothes on the chair close to the bed.

Settling back on the bed, I hook my fingers around the edges of my pink, frilly panties, sliding them effortlessly down my legs. I then reached behind my back to unclasp my bra, pulling it off my body with delicate swiftness. My underwear joined the rest of the clothes in their pile on the chair as I sat back on the edge of the bed, reaching for the dildo.

I looked at the flat end of the toy and noticed the first thing on John's list: smaller batteries. The batteries were indeed smaller, having switched from a big battery to something smaller like a watch battery.

I wondered if the smaller battery would actually fulfill the second item: longer lasting. There was only one way to find that one out. I pressed the on switch on the end and could feel the pleasure of the vibration element just holding it in my hand. I could only imagine what it would feel like up inside me.

Not wanting to waste any more time, I reached down between my legs and begin rubbing the head of the dildo along the opening of my pussy. After teasing myself for a few seconds, I couldn't hold on any more and I shoved the entire length into my dripping cunt.

My eyes went wide as the power of the vibration element rippled through the walls of my vagina and sent a jolt of pleasure through my entire body. I hadn't ever climaxed that quickly. Point number three was definitely true: more intensive. The orgasms hit me over and over, building in pleasure and intensity the longer the dildo was buried up inside me. As the orgasms coursed through me, it felt like my body was turning to jelly.

My sexual revelry was briefly interrupted when I hear the phone ring, but I can't seem to get my mind off the dildo vibrating inside my throbbing, dripping pussy. In my mind, I want to go answer the phone, but the pleasure I'm receiving from the dildo is too great. One ring. Two rings. Three... I couldn't think beyond three. My mind was too consumed by the vibration inside me.

I heard the answering machine kick in with the accompanying beep.

"Johnny, it's Sarah. Is it done yet? I want to come over and play with the new toy. Please call me as soon as you get this. Love ya! Bye!" The machine clicked and the call was over.

It took several seconds, amidst the barrage of orgasms flowing through me, for my overwhelmed brain to process what I had heard. Sarah? Why was Sarah calling John? And what was all this business about a new toy?

The heat in my pussy was building up with each orgasm. It almost felt like the insides were melting around the sides of the sex toy buried inside my crotch.

Something compelled me to start to pump the dildo in and out of my crotch. The pleasure I felt as the dildo was buried up inside me was more intense than I'd ever felt, so I reached down and started to slowly slide the dildo out of my pussy. As soon as the head was just inside the folds of my sex, I pushed the length of the toy back into me. I kept repeating my pumping rhythm as the amazing orgasms continued to fill my body. I leaned back against the bed with my legs over the edge, just barely touching the floor. As another amazing orgasm rocked my body, I felt my feet tense up as they arched up off the floor, leaving my feet arched like I was wearing a pair of six inch high heels.

The pressure began to build up inside my pussy as the dildo and its numbing vibration radiated outward from my center. I could feel something happening to my crotch as the dildo continued its assault on my pleasure center. My labia had started to feel tight as they slid around the edge of the toy I was pumping in and out of me. My pussy lips had contracted and shrunk around the edges of the dildo, causing a brief ripple of pain to course up to my brain.

"What's going on here?" I asked as the dildo came popping out of my crotch. I could finally see the results of the use of the toy. My pussy had changed shape, remaining open for the world to see. Inside, my feelings earlier had been correct. The inside of my pussy had been melted and changed into a latex sack that was now ready for my owner's erect penis to be forced into it.

Suddenly, I realized what was happening to me. "Owner? My god! I'm turning into an inflatable doll. His sex toy is turing me into a... sex toy! What the fuck?" It's then that I start to understand what the final selling point is all about: life changing. John's little invention was changing my life into the eternal pleasure of being a fuck toy.

I was stunned as the changed began to sweep over my body. I froze in place as the sensation of plastic overcame me. I felt my anus shift up a few inches as it twisted and contorted into its permanently opened o-shape. I could see the lines forming around my torso as the shiny changes continued outward. My legs began to feel light as the plastic swept down them quickly. My toes fused together, keeping my feet in their arched position. I couldn't move anything from my waist down.

"My body is turning into latex! Fuck! Fuck... me. Please?" I realized that my thoughts were starting to change to be in line with the desires of the form my body was taking. Would my mind slip into nothingness? Would I still feel things? What was to become of me? My mind was bombarded with a variety or thoughts as the changes surged onward.

I wasn't prepared for the transformation as it approached my head. As the changes swept through my midsection, I could feel the expansion of my hips followed by the tightening of my waist as it cinched in further and further, several inches smaller than my normal size. Then the most intense feelings overcame me as I watched in fascination and horror as my small B cup breasts began to push out from my chest. I watched at they expanded past a C cup. Past a D cup. They finally stopped as they reached a rounded DD. I could feel the size of my nipples change as they grew hard and doubled in size, becoming bright pink nubs on the tips of my expanded breasts.

My eyes went wide again as the changes to my breasts caused me to orgasm again harder than ever. My face was stuck in a look of shock and utter ecstasy as the changes overtook my head. I tired to scream as my tongue sunk into the back of my mouth, sealing up my throat. What was left of my mind wanted to panic but the feeling of the insides of my mouth liquifying and then turning into a smooth, ribbed sack of latex and the accompanying orgasm kept me occupied. I then felt a rush of air as the inside of my head turned into warm air. The long strands of blonde hair on my head quickly changed into fine plastic that was now glued onto the top of my smooth latex head.

Finally as my eyes glazed over in their new painted on look of surprise, I felt the final part of the transformation. In the small of my back, I could feel the formation of a small knot which I knew was going to be my inflation valve.

As quickly as it started, it stopped. All I could feel was how stiff my body had become and the vibration of the dildo in my hand. My doll mind was disappointed that the dildo was just out of reach of my pussy opening. I couldn't feel that electric feeling without something inside one of my openings. I needed something inside me. If only that delicious looking dildo had been inside me. Or my owner. Where was my owner? I needed him now.

I sat there frozen at the edge of the bed for what seemed like an eternity. Finally I heard something from the other room. There were voices over there.

"Is that my owner?" I thought as I saw him and another woman come into the room. "Yes! My owner! Please, I need you to touch me. To fuck me! Fuck! Fuck! Please, fuck me!"

"See, there she is," my owner said as he walked over and picked me up, placing me further back on the bed.

"Oh John, that's just so perfect!" the woman exclaimed as she stepped closer and massaged one of my breasts. The surge of pleasure that coursed through me was incredible, just at the touch of my breast. I could only wait to see how good my pussy or mouth would feel with something inside it.

My owner smiled with an evil little smirk as he came over and pulled the dildo out of my hand. I didn't need the vibration of the sex toy anymore. My owner was here and he was going to use me.

"Yeah, all the research I did paid off. The doll turned out rather well," he said as he pressed the switch on the dildo to turn it off. "The guys down at the office are going to be pleased with this one." He placed the dildo on the nightstand next to the bed and turned toward the bathroom.

The woman was sitting on the bed playing with my sensitive body, rubbing her hands over my nipples and running her fingers around the edges of my pussy opening.

"I'm ready whenever you are, Johnny," she said with a sly smile and reaching up with her free hand to unbutton the top of her blouse.

"Let me take a quick shower, Sarah," he said as he took off his shoes and socks. "Go ahead and play with the doll until I come back." Sarah giggled quietly and continued fingering my pussy. "Or you can play with the dildo there on the nightstand. It works great from what I've seen."

John stepped into the bathroom, slowly closing the door. He started the water in the shower and heard a thump from the other side of the door. He steals a quick peek through a small crack in the door, seeing a hollow latex leg dangling off the edge of the bed. Who's leg it is, he doesn't know, deciding to leave the answer for a surprise.

"Well, it'll be 'Myself, Sarah and a Dolly' night or 'a guy and two dolls' night. Either way, it'll be fun for me!"

John just smiled.