My 'Doll' Of A Niece - 1
by Ford Prefect (no address provided)

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A man buys a 'real doll' but child size and the events 
that followed. (Mg, pre-teen, ped, inc, 1st, fantasy)

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I nervously signed for the box, wondering if the 
delivery guy had any clue as to what he had just 
delivered. I looked through the curtains waiting for 
the van to depart before I dared to even look at 
delivery. Once the van disappeared into the next 
street I looked over my purchase. Apart from the 
address label it gave no clue to its contents. A 
customs label just listed the contents as dressmaker's 
accessories.

I carefully removed the top of the crate and took my 
first peek inside, at first all I could see was the 
polystyrene chips that protected my purchase. 

I then spotted the corner of a piece of paper sticking 
up near the back of the crate, I carefully pulled the 
paper free, several other sheets were stapled to it 
and all came out together. The top sheet was headed 
'Assembly'. I smiled as I glanced down the sheet which 
had been processed through a computerised translator 
to change it from the native Japanese, fortunately 
there were also clear diagrams to help me to assemble 
my purchase. The rest of the pages showed how to clean 
and care for my purchase.

I plunged my hand into the crate and felt around, I 
felt something covered in bubble wrap, I pulled and 
out came an arm. I carefully remove everything else, 
two legs, a torso, another arm, a head and a bag of 
odds and ends.

I removed the bubble wrap from everything and there 
before me was my love doll. 

I originally saw the American 'real dolls' on a TV 
documentary and at the time I wondering why anyone 
would want one. At the time I thought nothing more of 
it - until I came across a Japanese site that sold 
similar dolls but child size. 

I have always had an attraction to girls just entering 
puberty but would never have acted on these thoughts, 
partly through fear of being caught and not wanting to 
risk hurting them.

Two hours later Gemma was ready. Gemma was the name I 
gave her, after my niece who lived a couples of doors 
away with my sister. On the web site you could 
customise your doll with different faces, hair style & 
colour, breast size etc. I was only after I had chosen 
and the computer simulation of the finished doll 
appeared on the screen did I realize that I had 
modeled her on Gemma and ever since then whenever I 
saw the real Gemma my loins stirred and my mind 
wandered to the thought of making love to her, finally 
after a six week wait for my Gemma to arrive I would 
have the next best thing.

I looked down at her, naked and perched on the sofa 
where I had placed her. Her eyes seemed to look 
straight at me, her face had a look of curiosity and a 
smile. my eyes moved lower to her small breasts just 
starting to pretude from her chest, to me they were 
perfect. My gaze slowly moved lower past her smooth 
belly with just an ounce of puppy fat, right down 
until they stopped at the sight of the small mound 
between her legs. There was a small patch of soft 
downy pubic hair just above her small slit, the type 
of pubic hair that had just started to appear in the 
last few months.

I moved and sat next to her, slowly moving my hands to 
feel the shape and softness of her breasts my heart 
started to beat faster in anticipation, whilst I have 
never felt a young girls breasts I have felt a 
woman's. These were so soft and felt perfect in my 
hand, I could believe they were real. One hand moved 
slowly down, over the small mound and my fingers felt 
the small slit below. 

As I carefully explored the lips parted and underneath 
I felt a small clitoris and moving my hand around one 
of my fingers slipped into her vagina, it was tight 
but appeared to stretch to accommodate. I removed my 
finger and moved both my hands to cup her perfect 
peach shaped buttocks, further exploring my fingers 
found the sphincter. To my surprise it opened slightly 
to allow the tip of my finger to enter, I quickly 
removed it remembering that any penetration required 
lube, otherwise she could be damaged.

I realised that I had not eaten since breakfast so 
decided to stop and eat. I was about to get up when I 
remembered that she came with some clothes. When 
ordered I had chosen a short plaid skirt (always a 
turn on for me seeing young girls running with very 
short skirts which lifted as they moved) and a short 
sleeved semi-see-through white blouse. I quickly put 
these on Gemma and stood back. She looked beautiful 
with her breasts pushing against the fabric of the 
blouse clearly outlined. The skirt barely covered her 
modesty and my penis started to grow just at the 
thought of the sweet pussy that the skirt barely 
covered.

I carried her to the bedroom, she was heavy, designed 
to have the same weight as real person of that size. I 
gently laid her on the bed while I went to the Kitchen 
to get some lunch. Whilst I ate my sandwich I tried to 
decide whether to wait until tonight or to try out 
Gemma now. Eventually the anticipation won out and I 
decided not to wait. I read through the care 
instructions, not wanting to damage her. I was 
relieved that she could be put in any position that a 
real girl could and she could support someone much 
heavier than me on top of her.

I went to the bathroom to shower, to be fresh. As I 
washed myself my anticipation grew as I thought about 
what I was about to do.

Clean & fresh I walked into my bedroom wearing only my 
boxers. I carefully laid down next to Gemma. 
Remembering the instructions I reached behind her and 
pressed the small indentation in the small of her 
back, 'the on switch', I'm sure I heard a small sigh 
as I released the switch. I slowly undid the buttons 
on her blouse and pushed it aside and looked at her 
small breasts and stomach and could see them slightly 
rising and falling as if she was breathing gently. I 
moved my hand and gently caressed her left breast. it 
was soft and felt so realistic and I could feel a 
faint heart beat beneath it. 

My mouth moved over her right breast gently exploring 
her nipple with my tongue. My hand slowly moved down 
her flat stomach and down to the slit below. My 
fingers finding their way into the slit, carefully 
parting the tiny lips, the tip of my index finger felt 
the small clitoris. As my finger brushed against it 
Gemma gasped and I could feel her heartbeat quicken 
and her breathing deepen. I could not believe that 
this was not a real girl. My finger moved lower and 
felt it slip into the opening of her vagina. It was so 
tight and my mind believed that I was really exploring 
the body of a 11 year old virgin. My penis was now 
trying to rip its way through my boxers.

I could wait no longer, I removed my boxers and 
liberally coated my penis with lube and positioned 
myself over Gemma, the tip gently pushing between her 
sweet pussy lips, I pushed forward slowly and the tip 
squeezed past and entered her about an inch and I felt 
resistance - a hymen? - I eased back slightly and then 
pushed harder, suddenly I moved past the resistance 
and I entered another 3 inches. Gemma gasped and I 
felt her squeeze me as if she wanted to keep me there. 
I began to slide in and out trying to go a little 
deeper each time. 

The tightness was making me harder than I had ever 
been before. I was now going in about 5 inches with 
each thrust and again I met with resistance- her 
cervix, realising this I thrust harder and harder, my 
excitement mounting and I was about to come when the 
entrance of her cervix gave in to my thrusts and the 
tip of my penis squeezed past and I was all the way 
in. As my balls came in contact with her I came. 

As I squirted inside her I could feel the walls of her 
vagina tighten around me. A moan came from her and I 
could feel her heart rate quicken and then as my 
orgasm subsided I lay on top of her hugging her 
tightly and slowly pulled out as my penis softened. I 
lay next to her I realised that I had just had the 
best sex of my life. Only making love to a real 11 
year could be better - but that was never going to 
happen. I lay on my side with one arm resting across 
Gemma I fell asleep happy.

Over at the window the eyes that had been watching 
everything slowly backed away...

To be continued...