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Made for Love
by Paul G Jutras
Paul G Jutras
© 2007 - Paul G Jutras - Used by permission
Storycodes: M/f; transform; lovedoll; boxed; transported; reluct; X
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Made for Love by Paul G Jutras M/f; transform; lovedoll; boxed; transported; reluct; X
 

Bianca always put her work first, even toward her husband. It was because of this that her husband, Dick kept trying to make her into a better lover in bed. No matter what erotic tricks he'd try, she never truly warmed up to him. Her mind was on nothing but business.

As time passed, Bianca made her way up in the corporate ladder. Just when she thought she'd make her way to the board of directors, the company faced a hostile take over. With that came a series of lay offs. That included Bianca's department.

At first she spent all her time in the unemployment office trying to get another job. Dick tried to talk her into staying home and having a family. He certainly made more than enough for both of them .She couldn't hear of it. She liked earning her own way and was proud of her college degree. She thought that staying at home would be putting her education to waste.

Dick came home one Friday night from his job at a erotic love doll factory. When he told her than Penelope was going on maternity leave, Bianca jumped at the idea of going back to work. She also hoped that working in the same place would bring the two of them closer together.

On Saturday morning, Bianca got up extra early and went through her closet. She picked out her best silk blouse, blazer, skirt and matching heels. She picked out a neutral color hosery and then proceeded to shower and shave. She not only shaved her legs, but under her arms and her sex area too. She giggled at the bulge that appeared in Dick's pants as he put on his tie.

Dick went into work first as Bianca finished getting ready then she took the bus to work. She was glad Dick would be able to drive her home. As she entered the lobby, she listened to an automatic recording talking about the company web site where love dolls that can be costumed were made.

"Please stand with your arms at your side." A voice spoke as Bianca reached a door at the far end of the lobby. She looked at the empty reception desk and shrugged her shoulders. She looked up at the weird security camera that looked like some sort of gun.

"I'm here to replace Penelope at her job." Bianca said to whoever might be listening.

As she waited for a reply, a beam shot out of the camera gun and hit her feet. Bianca tried to jump in surprise, but found her legs wouldn't budge. Her feet were already melted in a wax like liquid. She just screamed in the sound-proof room as she found herself getting lower to the floor. Like a wax candle, her body melted into a puddle that caused her to black out. Her body slid down the slanted floor and into a grill.

When she woke up, she found she couldn't move. Her eyes were fixed on whatever was ahead of her. She could see people's waists as they passed in front of her. 'Where am I?' She thought when she tried to speak but couldn't. She wasn't even breathing and when her head was moved before a mirror she could see why. She didn't have a body to breathe with. Just a surreal head with eyes. 'What's happening to me?'

'Where's my body?' she thought.

She remembered coming in for a job and being hit by a strange beam. She had blacked out and woke up only a head.

As her head was turned almost on purpose, she could see a liquid being poured into a series of molds. A couple of hours later, a pair of arms and feet were removed by the mold. Although pale and plastic like, they looked just like Bianca's own hands and feet. Only these fingers and toes were fused together.

Just then Dick came walking up in front of her. "Are you awake my little love doll?"

'What is Dick talking about.' Bianca thought. 'Did he have something to do with what happened to me?'

"You never did like my erotic little fantasies." Dick said with a smiled. "That is why I made up that story about a co-worker going on maternity leave. We have altered your DNA and reformed you into my custom built love doll."

'This can't be happening.' Bianca thought as she saw her plastic naked torso. Her breasts were erect like she had just come out from swimming or left a cold room. The butt hole slid easily down onto a standing rod and remained in place. She could feel the rod in her and it actually turned on her on to be penetrated so.

A female co worker sprayed the tips of her breasts and the spray sent her through the roof with erotic sensations before her head was reattached. Despite her fused fingers, when her arms were put on she looked like she was getting ready for a gun fight. Her torso was removed from the pole and placed on a bench. She noticed when her legs were reattached that she was now bow legged.

"Awww, she'll be perfect and will work fine." Dick said as he checked her oral opening as well as the openings in her sex and butt. "Best of all, I won't have to listen to you going on about work in bed. You'll be my silent partner in this business deal."

As the 80 hours that it takes to make a love doll passed, Bianca just sat silently as she was prepared. Her skin was smooth and shiny. The tips of her breasts were as red as her cheek bones and her eyes were glassy and unable to even blink. As she felt Dick's hand run over her body, she could feel an air valve being touched in the back of her neck. She could be deflated or inflated at her husband's choice. "You'll find having air rushed in and out of your more erotic than anything you've ever known."

"Shame you can't have kids like this." Dick chuckled as he flipped opened the valve. As the air rushed out, she wanted to moan in pleasure, but couldn't utter a sound. She watched as her feet went first and then her legs became a flat, wrinkled surface. Then the rest of her folding in upon itself. Her head being last to go.

"Hope you don't mind being shipped to me." Dick laughed as he picked up her deflated body and put it in a box. She could only stare up helplessly at him and he closed the lid and put the address on the label. She could only hear footsteps and murmurs as the box was picked up and moved about.

* * *

Seven days later, UPS dropped a package at Dick's front door. Dick thanked the driver as the man walked back to his truck and Dick took the package. He walked over to the dining room table and opened it up. "Hope you didn't mind the trip. I knew that in your present state you had no need for food, water or sleep."

Taking the air valve to his mouth, he started to blow. Standing or sitting, she was still bow legged and arms bent like she was a cowgirl waiting for the fast draw. Bianca was glad to feel her body expanding to near human proportions. To be three dimensional although weightless again. He put her in a chair and felt turned on just by looking at her. "You do look lovely dear."

At this point, he entered her mouth with his tongue. He undid his belt and pulled down his pants. As he ran his hands over her chest, he entered her pussy in the throes of passion. When he was done, he put her in one of her old blue cut off shorts and white tank tops. He figured she no longer had need for underwear.

"Trust me," Dick whispered in his wife's ear. "You'll love your new life. My co-workers even found a recently dead homeless woman of your height and weight. Her body will be found at the bottom of Lovers Leap in our car. With them backing up how distant we've become, the cops will believe you killed yourself. You won't be missed by anyone."

"This will help you." Dick added. "Now you'll have no choice to relax and find out that it better to be a lover in bed than a fighter in the board room. You'll learn in the end that we're not that different, you and I."

They sat on the front porch like a pair of new lovers. That night, he stripped Bianca of her clothes and put her in their bed for a night of hot passion neither would ever forget.  

THE END

 

30.03.07

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