Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. Author: wandrer Title: Sis Doll Part: Chapter 1 Universe: The Company Keywords: mc, tf, doll, mf, ff, inc Summary: A girl is transformed into a living sex doll by her brother's girlfriend. Disclaimer: This story is a work of adult fiction and contains sexually explicit material that some may find offensive. It is meant for persons over the age of 18 and is not suitable for children. All characters contained within are purely fictional, any similarity of any character, event or place to any actual person, event or place, is purely coincidental. The author reserves all rights to this work. It may be freely distributed, posted and archived electronically only in its entirety including all header material. It may not be sold in whole or in any part, or as part of an electronic document, printed material, voice recording or any other manner without proper copyright clearances being obtained from the author. "Sis Doll" - Chapter 1 Sarah leaned back from her desk and rubbed her eyes. The college sophomore's head was spinning from the calculus book in front of her. This is a bit more than last year, she thought. Oh well, I guess that's what I get for taking the advanced course. With a sigh, she got up and stretched to clear her head. She tilted her head to glance at herself in the mirror, clad in t-shirt and shorts. She looked pretty good, she had to admit to herself. Her long legs, nicely displayed under her umbros, and her small breasts gave a nice curve to her t-shirt. Her long, blonde hair was up in a pony tail. She was glad she had given up cheerleading this year to concentrate on her schoolwork, but she still was in great shape. Turning back to her desk, her eyes fell on a photograph which she reached out and picked up, smiling. Her and her brother, Davey, from their trip last summer. She wondered how Davey was doing at school - he had just started at a college elsewhere in the state. She frowned a little as she remembered the Þght they had just before going to schoolÉmaybe she should give him a call. She jumped as a knock came on her door. Setting the picture down, she turned to the door. "Who is it?" "Delivery for you, miss." She pulled open the door with a smile, which quickly changed into the beginning of a yell, when she saw that the suited man outside her door was holding a gun! But before she could yell anything, there was a small <pfft> from the gunÉthen nothing. Sarah awoke to darkness. She had been having extremely strange, horrible dreams of people doing things to herÉthings she couldn't even describe now that she was awake. She tried to remember, but as she tried to grasp the images, they melted away. She could hear mufßed sounds in the darkness all around her, and she was pretty sure that she was moving. She tried to turn her head, and found that she couldn't Panicked, she tried to screamÉand couldn't move her mouth. She was paralyzed! She tried everything, Þngers, toes, tongue, eyesÉnothing moved at all. She could feel her body tingling, and something brushing against her leg. In fact the more she thought about it, she realized she could feel a number of sensations - she could feel clothes on her skin, and her hair tickling her neck. Something was strange, though. Then it suddenly occurred to her: she wasn't breathing! She wanted to burst into tears of frustration and fear, but even that was denied her. Was she dead? Sarah sat there in sheer, unmoving terror - how long, she didn't know. After a period of time, she felt the movement stop, and then after a few more moments was being jostled around. She realized suddenly that she was in a box of some kind. She felt herself beingÉrolled? Moved over some surface with bumps, and then stopped. More noises from the outside, that sounded like voices. Then more movement, and a Þnal thump. Sarah sat there, waiting for something to happen. Suddenly, there was a ripping sound and the darkness split into light before her eyes. She felt a stab of pain as she would have normally blinked against the sudden light, but couldn't. Her eyes adjusted quickly, though, and she found herself staring at a white wall. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see posters, and she could see her own body - she was kneeling, and was dressed inÉshe couldn't tell. "Oh, man! She's incredible!" A young male voice was speaking from behind her, causing the terror to increase. Who was it? What had they done to her? She frantically tried to move, give some sign, but in vain. Then another voice spoke up, in hushed tones. "God, it really looks exactly like her. I can't believe it. Oh man, I can't believe I did this." Sarah was momentarily distracted from her fear by the second voice. It sounded exactly likeÉit couldn't be. Someone moved in front of her, and she found herself looking at a pair of jeans. The person crouched down and slipped a Þnger under her chin to tilt her head back. Her head moved smoothly, as if she was lifting it, although she still had no conscious control. And suddenly she found herself looking into the face of Davey, her younger brother. NO!! She screamed silently to herself. Davey!?! You wouldn'tÉyou couldn'tÉ "Dude, I can't believe you got a sex doll that looks like your sister." The owner of the second voice moved around and into her Þeld of vision, and she recognized her brother's friend, Kevin. Sex doll? What did that mean? She noticed that Davey was turning red, and staring at herÉalmost hungrily. Kevin looked over at him. "She really looks just like Sarah, man." Davey nodded and swallowed. Then he looked at his watch. "Hey, we gotta go to class." "What, you're not going to try her out?" Kevin asked, looking at her like he'd like to Ôtry her out' himself. "Later," Davey said. Sarah's stomachÉdid she still have one?Étightened in horror over the situation. Did her brother know it was her? Why did he think she was a sex doll? How could heÉwhat would he do with her? The two boys straightened up and walked out of her Þeld of vision while Sarah desperately tried to doÉanything to get their attention. She heard the door open, and then close, with Kevin's voice saying as they left: "Can I borrow her sometime? I mean, once you've used her for a while." Sarah wanted to scream. What had happened? How could Davey have done this to her? What could she do to... Sarah awoke suddenly. Her brief hope that she had been dreaming was quickly dashed as her eyes were still open, staring upwards at the wall where she had been left. What had happened? One moment she had been thinking and the next... Suddenly she realized she wasn't alone. She could hear movement behind her. Who was there? Suddenly a voice spoke up...a woman. "Well aren't you just the sweetest little thing." The voice was familiar, and was dripping with acid. As the woman moved into her vision, Sarah went cold. Katrina...Davey's girlfriend. Which was what her fight with Davey was about before they both went to school... Since their parents had died three years earlier (leaving them both very large inheritances), Sarah had tried to protect Davey without being a mother to him. They had gotten so close in their grief that they had rarely disagreed - in fact, their closeness may have been a bit too much. For Sarah's last two years of high school, they had pretty much focused only on each other, spending very little time with anyone else, even to the point of usually sleeping in the same bed. When she went away to college, though, things had changed. They were still close, talking nearly every day, but she found new friends at school, and Davey had found Katrina. Katrina and Sarah had disliked each other from the get go - Katrina thought that Sarah was a stuck-up, overprotective prude, and Sarah thought that Katrina was a domineering, pushy slut. And the former cheerleader and the multiply-pierced goth girl definitely didn't agree on anything when it came to Davey. The worst part was that Sarah knew she was pushing too hard, but she couldn't stop it. The thought of Davey with this girl...doing...whatever made her crazy. Over the summer it had been even worse than throughout the year. Katrina would come over nearly every night, and Sarah, with her room right next door, found herself listening to them. Davey's grunts and Katrina's squeals...maybe it was because she hadn't had a boyfriend since their parents died, but Sarah found herself masturbating every night along with them, screaming into a pillow as she heard Katrina's screams of pleasure echoing from the next room. Ultimately it was probably the guilt that had led to the fight. Katrina had made one snide remark too many, and Sarah threw her out of the house, screaming. Then she had found herself screaming at Davey, about how Katrina was controlling him and how he was too young to be moving in with her at school (as they planned to do). They left for school that summer as distant as they had ever been, and hadn't talked for the first month of classes. Until... Now Katrina was standing in front of her, a smirk on her face as she looked down into the immobile face of her boyfriend's sister. Katrina had short black hair, and was, Sarah had to admit, strikingly attractive - pixie-cute, but with an edge. Her small frame was offset by reasonably large breasts. Her nose and tongue were both pierced, and Sarah guessed those weren't the only places. Katrina squatted down in front of her, pulling Sarah's chin down, now. As Sarah looked into her eyes, she was suddenly certain: Katrina knew it was her. The dark-haired girl smiled evilly. "You do look just so sweet like this, Sarah. I like you a lot better than over the summer already." Katrina reached out and grabbed her arms, and Sarah found herself getting to her feet, still staring straight ahead. Katrina and she were almost exactly the same height. Katrina then turned her and Sarah found her body walking with the other girl until she was standing in front of a mirror, staring at herself. She was dressed in a filmy blue teddy, which barely covered her upper body. Her nipples were clearly visible poking through the fabric, topping her small breasts. She wore blue satin panties below the teddy, and that was it. Her face was frozen somewhere between a smile and a come-hither look, that made her look like nothing so much as a girl from a porn magazine, brought to life. Even worse, her face, while almost the same one she had looked at every morning, had been subtly altered, making her look not quite real. Like a...like a sex doll made to look as close to herself as possible. She stared, horrified, at her new body, unable to look away. Katrina leaned on her shoulder, smiling at her in the mirror. Sarah could feel the younger girl breathing in her ear. "You know, you are going to make your brother soooo happy. He's wanted to fuck you all his life and now he gets his chance." No, Sarah thought to herself, I don't believe you. She tried to ignore the tingling sensation arising between her legs. "I know you probably can't imagine that, little miss prude, but believe me, it's true. At least half the time we're having sex, he's moaning your name. I even pretended to be you a few times. I don't mind, though - it kind of turns me on, actually. Or at least I didn't until your little fight this summer." Katrina's breath on her neck and ear was causing tingles to run throughout Sarah's immobile body. She continued to stare into the girl's eyes and at herself as Katrina continued. "You see, after that, he wouldn't have sex at all, and I really couldn't have that. So I talked him into buying a love doll made to look just like you from a special store I know. Usually they do amazing stuff with cloning and biotech - they can create a nearly identical girl for anyone. Of course it's expensive, but you guys could certainly afford it. "But then for certain special contracts, they subcontract out to another group. They do all sorts of nasty things to people...for the right price. And this way I figure everybody gets what they want. Your brother gets to fuck you, I get to fuck your brother, and you...well, you're just a sex toy - you don't get a vote, now." Katrina grinned at her in the mirror. "And to be honest, I'm looking forward to playing with you, too," she whispered, "I'm not particularly picky about whether I'm fucking someone with a dick or a pussy, and you're awfully pretty. As a matter of fact, I'm getting awfully wet just looking at you like this. Want to see?" Sarah watched with horror as Katrina stepped to her side and began unbottoning her jeans with a smile, pulling Sarah's chin down just slightly so she was staring at Katrina's crotch. They slid down around her ankles, followed quickly by her black panties, revealing her black furred pussy, which right now was red and puffy with excitement. Katrina slid one finger between the folds of her pussy and it came away glistening with her juices. "Jesus, I'm wet! Here..." Sarah was forced to stare in horror as Katrina lifted her dripping finger towards Sarah's face. She wouldn't...no... Katrina opened Sarah's mouth just slightly and slipped her wet finger inside. Sarah, though she was repulsed by the idea of a woman's juices in her mouth, found herself unwillingly sucking and licking the girl's finger. She could taste Katrina's pussy throughout her mouth as she sensuously suckled away against her will. Katrina used her finger to bring Sarah's face up to hers again. "We're going to have lots of fun with you. Just wait till you find out what a dirty mind your brother has." Katrina slowly pulled her finger out of Sarah's sucking mouth. She looked over at the bed, and then sighed, and pulled up her jeans and panties. "I would love to have you do that for real, but I should let your brother have first crack at you, I guess." Sarah could feel her heart pounding with fear (how could her heart pound if she wasn't breathing?) as the smaller girl disappeared behind her. The utter helplessness made her want to sob in terror, but all she could do was stand there staring at her almost-naked body in the mirror while Katrina ruffled through things behind her. After a minute she came back around in front of Sarah and sat down cross-legged on the floor. In her peripheral vision, Sarah could see that she had something in her hand and was flipping through some large, white book. "Hmmm, wow, that's neat. Oh my, you can do that? Ooo, we'll have to play with this." With horror, Sarah realized that she was reading through a manual. "Oh, here we go. Let's try some of this basic stuff," Katrina said, and raised the black item in her hand. Suddenly Sarah's head was moving. But only her head. But wait - she was breathing now, too! And she could feel...other changes. Like switches being thrown in her head. What was happening? She looked down at Katrina and realized that the device she had in her hand was a remote control. Katrina smiled up at the blond, otherwise immobile girl. "God, you are pretty, aren't you," Katrina breathed. She glanced at the book again, then at her watch. She looked up at Sarah, sucking idly on her bottom lip. Suddenly she crawled to her feet. Sarah found that her head followed the younger girl around now. "Well, he'll be back soon, and I'm sure he won't mind walking in on us. I just can't wait." The girl stood on her tiptoes to whisper into Sarah's ear, "I've been playing with myself every night for the last two weeks waiting for you, you know. I don't think I've ever come so hard." Sarah's stomach tightened in disgust and...something else, as she felt the girl draw her fingernails across one of Sarah's barely covered nipples. If Sarah could have moaned, she would have - her nipples had never been hugely sensitive, but now they sent pulses of pleasure through her immobile body. Then Katrina stepped away again and pulled a large insert from the manual. "Better hide this, though. Wouldn't want him seeing the special manual and getting suspicious. But first..." Katrina walked to her backpack and stuffed the insert in, then pulled out her wallet. She punched a few buttons on the remote and then opened up the wallet to a picture which she held in front of Sarah's face. It was a recent picture of Davey - probably within the last couple of months. "Watch the birdie..." Katrina held the remote up and pressed some button on it. And suddenly... Sarah found herself staring at the picture of Davey. And she felt herself getting more and more turned on. Her horror at being turned on by a picture of her brother warred with the sheer force of her horniness. But the war didn't last long. She felt her pussy getting wet between her legs, and her face flushed. Her mouth went dry, then she began to drool. Thoughts went through her head of her brother fucking her...his cock in her pussy...in her mouth...his cum inside her...dripping from every hole... Suddenly the picture dropped away, and she found herself desperately wanting to follow it, to keep looking at it and imagining what the person in the picture would do to her. She wanted to scream in frustration, or even whimper in fear. But even that was denied her. Katrina stood in front of her again, dropping the remote into her backpack as well. "That was amazing," the smiling girl exclaimed, "just look at how hard your nipples got! And I can actually smell your pussy already...boy, your brother is going to make you so hot now." The rush of her need was starting to fade a bit, although she found that her mind would wander back to images of her brother fucking her every few moments and she'd start to get turned on again. Katrina, meanwhile, moved to embrace her, tightly. Sarah stood, horrified, as the smaller girl pulled her head downwards, then locked their lips together in a deep kiss. She found that her mouth reacted on its own, kissing her brother's girlfriend passionately. The taste of Katrina's mouth lingered as she pulled away. She found herself staring into her blue eyes as Katrina rubbed her curvaceous body up against her. "As for me, well, I'll eventually make you get horny for me, too. But this being our first time and all, I want to imagine how it must feel for you, little miss prude." As she talked, Katrina slipped one hand under Sarah's top while the other one caressed her buttocks. The small hand snaked its way gently up her stomach to slide under her small breast. She heard herself let out a small gasp as one of Katrina's fingers brushed over her nipple. Fear mixed with disgust at another woman touching her there, but the lingering effects of her earlier horniness made her whole body tingle just the same. She let out an involunary whimper as Katrina tweaked a nipple, then pulled Sarah's top over her head. "What pretty little tits you have, Sarah," Katrina said, as she lowered her mouth to Sarah's breast. Sarah let out a small, incoherent moan as she felt the other girl suck a hard nipple between her lips, tonguing it gently. Katrina's hand now slid under the sheer blue panties stroking the inside of Sarah's thigh. Sarah tried to make negative sounds, but all that came out was another moan as Katrina slipped her panties down to her ankles, kissing her way down Sarah's stomach. Try as she might, she could do nothing about her body spreading her smooth legs apart to give Katrina better access to her pussy. "Why, you're shaved! You naughty girl, Sarah! I didn't ask them to do that, so it must have been on your own. Tsk tsk..." Suddenly Sarah felt Katrina's tongue draw across the length of her pussy and let out a squeak of pleasure. It seemed that the only sounds she could make were her little sex whimpers. She let out another one as Katrina slid her tongue inside the folds of her little cunt. Suddenly Katrina pulled away, and stood up, flushed with excitement. "Sorry, Sarah. Not really interested in making you feel good. You'll have to wait till your brother gets here for that. I was just curious what you tasted like. Yummy. Here, I'll show you." Katrina pressed herself up against Sarah and kissed her. Sarah, disgusted, could taste the strong flavor of her own pussy in Katrina's mouth now. This time Katrina didn't push away, however. Instead she reached between them and unzipped her own jeans. Then she grabbed Sarah's hand and slid it inside of her panties. Sarah felt her hand press up against Katrina's furred pussy and begin moving of its own volition. Her fingers slid between Katrina's thighs and she could feel how hot and wet her pussy was. She slid her fingers between the folds of the younger girl's cunt, eliciting a moan as she continued kissing Sarah. Sarah found herself watching Katrina's face, her eyes closed but her cute face red as she whimpered into Sarah's mouth while Sarah began fondling her pussy. Sarah could feel that her clit was pierced as her thumb stroked the little nubbin, eliciting a squeal from Katrina. Katrina was rubbing her body against Sarah's naked skin, large breasts pressing against Sarah's small ones. Finally, Katrina broke her kiss with Sarah and pulled Sarah's hand from between her legs. "Ohhh, that feels god," the girl said, breathing shallowly, "but I want you to do something that will feel much better. Although I know you won't like it. Too bad you won't get a vote." Sarah watched as Katrina, with a grin, pulled her t-shirt over hear head, and then unsnapped her black bra, letting her ample breasts fall free. They were very round and firm, especially given their size, topped with large, dark nipples - both pierced with large rings - which were presently crinkled into hardness. Katrina then stepped out of her jeans and slid her panties of, revealing a trimmed bush of black hair. With another flushed grin, Katrina put her arms around Sarah's body and lifted it with a grunt. "To bad they didn't give you the ability to walk," Katrina giggled as Sarah felt their breasts press together, "but you are just a sex toy, after all."