"A wonder of modern bio-engineering," the delivery man said as he carefully set down his shipment in the spare bedroom of William Mackelburg's apartment.

"What do I do?" William asked. "Is there an 'on' switch or something?"

The delivery man lifted his head and laughed. "What do you do? Anything you want to do!" He looked down at the toy. "She'll wake up in the morning and then you can let her take the initiative, if you want. But you can do anything you want to her, right now."

"Anything I want?"

The delivery man smiled. "Yep. Anything. Now, about the payment..."

He handed a credit card to the delivery man, who proceeded to charge him $10,000. That's a hell of a lot of money for a toy, but it's like the website says: "Cheaper than a wife, and infinitely better in so many ways." It was a slogan tailor-made for William Mackelburg, having recently completed a nasty, expensive divorce from a very, very frigid woman.

"There you go," the delivery man said, handing him a receipt. "Have fun!"

"I'll try."

"Oh you will, dude. This one's tight and tiny and terrific, I've had the pleasure with a couple of the prototypes. The guy who designed this one is the best! He's a bit of a freak and you got the virgin package so she'll be scared shitless the first time but after you break her in, she'll get slutty as hell. Good stuff. Unless you prefer scared instead of slutty, just tell her what you want and she'll do it."

"Nah, I like slutty just fine."

The delivery man laughed. "Don't we all. You came to the right place if you want slutty, dude. You know our slogan, right? 'The Girls Who Never Say No.'"

The delivery man left and William Mackelburg was alone with his new toy. He looked down at her soft face as she slept so peacefully; although she was ethnically ambiguous--could be white, or a light skinned African-American, or maybe even Hispanic--he could see features of her beautiful face that made her look Japanese. He smiled, thinking of all those beautiful pictures he loves of pale Japanese girl models around this age, so young and full of childish energy and excitement and smiles. Big, wonderful smiles. They make him ache with desire.

He reached a hand out to his new toy and put it gently on her cheek. She opened her eyes and looked at him and smiled, a sweet, understated smile that said that she was so happy to see him, so glad he was there. Then she closed her eyes again. He left the beautiful little thing so she could sleep.

He was sitting on the couch the next morning, the paper in one hand, coffee in the other. He could barely remember the events in the middle of the night when that strange man delivered the new toy. He'd been asleep when the doorbell rang, and his recall of it now was like a memory implanted during a dream. All he could remember for certain was that the doll--the girl--was beautiful.

He was about to stand up and find out for himself if it really was just a dream, when the girl walked into the room. She had a bedsheet wrapped around herself, and she looked around the room with large, dark, inquisitive eyes. Apparently satisfied or mollified by what she saw, she turned her focus to him.

"Good morning, Oto-san," she said in a quiet, high, singing voice. And then she dropped the bedsheet.

In his sleep-clouded memory of her nighttime arrival, she was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen, a precious angel. And now he saw that she was even more beautiful in reality than in his memory. She had shining dark hair, cut in long bangs in the front and hanging down to her shoulders, curling under just slightly, on the sides and in the back. She had large eyes, almost too large, not unlike the exaggerated eyes of an anime girl but just barely believable. They were dark, almost black, and yet bright at the same time. She had a small nose in the center of a round, pale face; thick, cherub-like cheeks, a small mouth with, again, almost exaggeratedly pouty, thick lips.

Her shoulders were narrow, her arms thin, her chest only skin over bones. Her breasts lifted no more than an inch above her exposed ribs, her nipples dark pink and stiff. Her stomach was flat and pale, her hips narrow, her pubis rising from her thin, pale stomach and dark with a little patch of pubic hair, long strands of shining black. Her legs were as skinny as her arms, and long; her feet were tiny. She was in every way the perfect vision of a Japanese idol girl, and now she standing in front of him, completely naked.

"Good morning, Oto-san," she said again.

"Good morning..." he paused. "I'm not sure I know your name."

"I am called Ningyou."

"Ningyou. That is very beautiful."

She looked shyly down at the floor.

"I'm William," he said.

She raised her eyes. "William," she said softly. "That is also very beautiful."

"I find it rather plain, but it is very beautiful when you say it."

He could see her face darken just a little bit.

"Ningyou," he said to her, "come here."

She walked to him, naked, leaving the bedsheet behind.

"Sit down on my lap, Ningyou."

She sat down. He put one hand around her bare back, and reached his other hand up and placed it gently on her cheek, turning her face towards him, and then he kissed her.

"Ningyou, would you like to make love?"

She looked down, her face crimson now, she gave only the slightest nod.

"Do you want to, Ningyou? Tell me."

She lifted her eyes to him. "I will do whatever William-san asks me to do," she said.

"Yes, but do you want to?"

She looked down, then nodded almost imperceptibly again. She raised her eyes to him. "I am frightened," she said. His cock, which had been engorged since she first appeared as if out of his dreams, throbbed with excitement when she spoke those words.

"Why are you frightened?"

She looked momentarily confused. "I do not know. Will you hurt me?"

"I'll try not to hurt you, Ningyou. I don't want to hurt you." He stood up. "Come with me now," he said, reaching out and taking her hand and leading her to his bedroom.

She sat on his bed hugging her knees and trembling like a scared rabbit as he undressed. He knew it was all some program that some sick engineer had put into her brain, that she was not really scared in the normal sense of the term but was just acting scared for his sexual pleasure. He knew, also, that he could simply tell her to stop. "Stop being frightened" would be enough to end the charade.

And yet he did not. He had fantasized so many, many times about having sex with a little frightened junior idol girl that he could not bring himself to put an end to this.

Naked now, he climbed onto the bed. He grabbed her arms and pulled them off her legs. He pushed her down to the bed and climbed on top of her. She squirmed; he raised his hand in the air, preparing to slap her in the face.

"Wait!" she shouted suddenly. "You said you would not hurt me!"

He was shocked. Giving Girls were not supposed to talk like this, they were supposed to allow you to do whatever you wanted to.

He lowered his hand and set it gently against her cheek. "I'm sorry, Ningyou."

She looked up at him with her big black eyes. A tear rolled down her cheek.

"You must have sex with me," he said to her. "You have no choice."

"I know. But please do not hit me."

He looked down at her with a momentary flash of anger. Giving Girls do not talk like this! He almost hit her just to prove that he could. But instead he said, in a quiet, measured voice,

"Open you legs so that I can fuck you."

She nodded as she spread open her legs.

She cried out as he penetrated her; they had done an exquisite job with her virginity, there was just enough resistance that he knew he was her first, but not too much, so that it was fairly easy to tear her hymen and enter her.

He fucked her hard, not just once, but all day long, until she was completely broken and had no resistance left in her at all.

It was just like the delivery man had said; she was tight and tiny. Holy shit, they engineered her sex parts well; despite being tighter than anything he'd fucked before, she was soaking wet. She was like a fountain, coming all day long. Of course his dick was wet, he expected that, and his pubic hair and his balls were soaked; but she was also making a serious mess on the bedsheets as she spewed her come, and after a while he even felt her wetness dripping down his legs. Equally as remarkable was the smell--her come had the usual sticky-salty scent of a woman's excited sex, but also a strange, new, exciting fragrance, a perfume, an almost unidentifiable smell of flowers or maybe it was candy? And she was just as soaking wet and smelled just as wonderful the fifth time he fucked her as the first. Damn, if she's like this every time we fuck, it's going to be fun having this little toy around!

----

"The Giving Girl Corporation, makers of the most advanced sex dolls on the market today, announced the recall of several of their recent models..."

Ningyou was sitting on the couch watching the evening news with William; she was wearing a white blouse with long sleeves that ended in lace cuffs, and a long, narrow skirt. She had her legs up on the couch, her knees at her chin.

"A company spokesman for the Giving Girl Corporation had no official comment at this time. However, an anonymous source told this reporter that the engineer who designed the recalled dolls had recently been fired for poor engineering practices. When pressed, the source confided that there was concern about the emotional modules included with the recalled Giving Girl dolls. In other news..."

"Am I a Giving Girl doll?" Ningyou asked him, still staring at the television set.

He looked at her, a little embarrassed by the answer he had to give.

"Yes, you are."

"And am I one of the models that has been recalled?"

"I don't know."

"What will they do to me, if I have been recalled?"

"Nothing, Ningyou. I will not let them take you from me."

She hugged her knees even more tightly. "I'm frightened," she said.

He put his hand on her shoulder. "Don't be scared, Ningyou. I promise I won't let anyone hurt you."

She smiled at him. "Thank you, William-san." She turned to face him. "I know what will make me feel better."

"Whatever you want, Ningyou."

"Take me to your bedroom and fuck me."

Just like the delivery man said. After you break her in, she'll get slutty as hell.

A minute later he was up on his knees, his cock above her face. "Suck my balls, Ningyou," he said.

She opened her little mouth wide as he sat down on her face and she took both of his balls in, his entire sack filling her mouth full. He sat back up, his balls wet now. "Suck them," he said to her, sitting back down again.

She sucked them both in and he sat back up, pulling them out. But she sucked hard, pulling on them, not letting them leave her mouth. He sat back down, then up, then down again, fucking her beautiful little face with his balls. He started masturbating and within seconds was on the brink of coming.

He sat back, pulling his balls out of her mouth entirely. They were literally dripping with her spit. "Sit up," he said to her, "and keep your mouth open, I'm going to come down your throat."

She sat up on her elbows and nodded, her mouth still wide open. He positioned his cockhead right at the opening of her mouth. He wanted to watch his come fire into her.

"Swallow it all, Ningyou," he said to her. She nodded.

A couple more strokes, and he came, watching as a huge, glorious shot fired out of him and into her mouth. Her big dark eyes went wide, but she sat there with her mouth open and let him fire the next shot into her as well. Then he shoved his cockhead into her mouth and finished inside her.

After he'd pulled his cock out of her mouth, she sat back, looking up at him with those penetrating eyes, and swallowed.

----

His phone rang the next morning.

"Good morning," a voice on the other line said. The caller had a thick Japanese accent. "Mr. Mackelburg?"

"Yes?"

"This is Mr. Tomogachi from the Giving Girl Corporation. My humblest of apologies, sir, but I am calling to inform you that the Giving Girl you recently purchased has been subjected to a recall. We will of course replace her with a properly-functioning doll, or will fully refund your money."

"I do not want to replace her or get a refund. I like her just the way she is and will keep her."

"We at the Giving Girl Corporation believe you will be much happier with a properly-functioning Giving Girl. The model you currently have will be worthless on the after market."

"I do not intend to whore her out on the 'after market,' so that is of no concern to me."

"We also do not believe that she will fully satisfy you. You will be much happier with a properly-functioning Giving Girl."

"I'm very happy with her now. Completely satisfied."

There was a long pause. "Mr. Mackelburg, I am afraid that we must insist upon this. Simply say to her, 'Sleep until I ask you to wake up,' and we will have a delivery man come to your house with your new Giving Girl and take away your current model."

"No. Do not come to my house. I will not send her away."

"I am afraid that we must insist upon this."

He hung up the phone.

Ningyou looked up at him, her big dark eyes shining with fear. "Will they come and take me away?"

"No, they will not," he said, gently petting her on the cheek.

She made love to him that evening; she was on top, slowly rocking back and forth on his cock, soaking him, soaking the bedsheets, with her unbelievable gushing come. How the fuck did that guy make such a fantastic pussy? He had his large hands cupped over her little breasts, squeezing them, and she rode him deliberately.

She reached her hand back and stroked his balls. "William-san's testicles are so wet," she said, her dark eyes twinkling.

"Yeah," he responded breathlessly. "It's 'cause you come so damn much when you fuck."

She smiled. "That is because I love your cock so much," she said. "I want to make your cock so happy, so I make him soaking wet, all the time."

"It's fantastic," he said.

She leaned over him and kissed him. "Do you want to come?"

"Yeah!"

She sat up a bit and gave him a little pouty look. "Do you want to come inside me?"

"Fucking right I do!"

"Do you want to make a baby inside me?"

He wondered to himself, is she aware that she's unable to conceive a baby? She's probably just programmed to say stuff like this during sex, although, this engineer appears to have been able to do pretty much anything, who knows what she can do?

"I do, Ningyou," he said.

She lay down on him and slowly, oh so very slowly, slid down until his cock was all the way inside her and then she held it there, deep inside. "I want to have your baby," she said. "Please make a baby inside me."

At that moment the door to his bedroom burst open. He was a bit confused in the dim light, but Ningyou was not; a man shouted "Freeze!" but before he could even complete the word, Ningyou had jumped off the bed and, in one fluid motion, knocked a sub-machine gun out of the man's hand with a perfectly-executed kick. The man looked momentarily stunned, and naked little Ningyou immediately assumed a fighting stance--arms in front of her, feet wide apart and knees bent.

"Got a live one here," the man said to someone outside the door. He was rewarded for this with an unbelievable forward kick right to his face, right to his jaw. He collapsed onto the floor.

Another man walked in through the door and did not even have time to turn his raised gun in her direction; he was given a hard side kick to his ear; his head snapped to the side and he collapsed into a heap next to the first man. Ningyou immediately assumed her fighting stance again, looking incredibly fierce for a completely naked eleven year old girl.

William barely had time to stand up, let alone get his wits about him. All was quiet now, but he was pretty sure there were more men to deal with so he ran over and picked up the guns that were laying on the floor. He offered one to Ningyou but she shook her head, just once. She was all concentration, staring at the door, waiting for the next man to enter.

"Alright," He said loudly. "I know there's more of you out there, I've got your thugs' guns and I will use them."

"Mr. Mackelburg," a strong voice said from the hallway. "We are here to repossess the doll. Simply tell her to go to sleep now and everything will be OK."

"You know I'm not going to do that. I will give you ten seconds to come in here, unarmed, and take your injured men away."

There was silence for a moment, then some whispering in the hallway and the sound of feet running away.

There was a moan, and the first man that entered the room lifted his head.

"You OK, buddy?" William asked him, pointing the gun he was holding at the man's face.

The man lifted a hand to his mouth. "I 'ink my yaws broken," he said.

"Stand up and face the wall and put your arms up."

William took the man's revolver from his holster and patted him down, taking a knife and plenty of spare ammunition. Then he took the handcuffs that the man strapped to his holster, locked his hands behind his back, and pushed him to the ground. He worked quickly on the other man, who was still out cold on the floor, taking his revolver and knife and ammunition and handcuffing him as well.

"Get dressed, Ningyou," he said. "We've got to get the fuck out of here."

Ningyou nodded and grabbed some clothing, dressing quickly. He handed her one of the machine guns, which she took this time. "Guard the door while I get dressed."

He threw on some clothing, grabbed a duffel bag from his closet and stuffed whatever he could think of into it, then nodded to her.

"OK," he said loudly, "we're coming out. If you so much as raise a gun at us I will blow your fucking head off."

He stuck the gun out the doorway first and was greeted with the cackle of automatic weapon fire. He stepped back, wide-eyed. Ningyou simply shouldered him aside and then, in one fluid motion far too quick for him to react, crouched down as small as she could and disappeared around the corner into the hallway.

There was another cackle of gunfire. "Ningyou!" he shouted and ran out of the doorway. In the dim light he could see Ningyou on her back, her leg kicking out and striking the man with the gun right on the kneecap. The man screamed in pain and collapsed.

"Ningyou, are you OK?" But she was already working on the man, taking his revolver, handcuffing him.

William put his gun to the man's temple. "I should blow you away right now you little mother fucker." The man looked up at him with wide eyes. "Tell me where the other man went, I heard him scurrying away like a fucking rat."

"He went to get backup," the man said, his voice shaky.

"Where? How long will it take?"

"They'll be back any second," he said.

"Let's go, Ningyou!" They ran down the hall, out of the apartment, and out the back door into the darkness of the night.

----

Neon lights flickered through the window of the hotel room where the two lovers, the man and his little doll, were making love. He was on top of her, his cock sliding in and out of her soaking wet pussy. She had her arms up over her head and her legs spread wide open, looking up at her man with a wonderful little smile.

"Ningyou," he said, "I'm going to come inside you."

She smiled up at him. "What if I don't want you to? What if I say no?"

"I will anyway. There's nothing you can do to stop me."

"Are you going to rape me? Are you going to rape sweet little Ningyou, your sweet little sex doll?"

"I am. I'm going to rape you all night long."

"I love being raped by William-san."

"Oh, Ningyou, I'm gonna come!"

She lifted her long legs in the air, then wrapped them around his back. "Come inside me, William-san. Come inside me!"

He lifted his head in the air and let out a long bellow, "Ohhhhh!" as his come rifled down his cock and into her tiny little vagina. "Oh, Ningyou!" he shouted as he came again. "Ningyou, I love you!"

She held him close to her, her arms and legs wrapped around him as his orgasm subsided. "I love you too, William-san!"

They had made their escape from his apartment the night before; he had gone to the nearest cash machine and emptied whatever he could from his bank account, then got as much cash as he could from his credit cards as well. They rented a car the next morning and drove as far away as they could get, to this little mountain town hundreds of miles away from home.

He did fuck her all night long, as hard and as rough as he wanted. They would sleep in between, but whenever he woke up he would mount her again and she would smile up at him and open herself and he would fuck her little come-spewing cunt until he came again. And again, and again. Something about the little doll really caused his sexual stamina to awaken and he found he could just keep going as long as he wanted. And she was perfectly willing; just like their slogan says, "The Girls Who Never Say No."

He was sitting up in the morning, having just fucked her for the fourth or fifth time, watching a cable news program on TV.

"So," the blonde bombshell anchor said to her perfectly coiffed co-anchor, "you know the Giving Girl Corporation has recalled some models of their dolls, right?"

"Yeah," the co-anchor said. "I only hope mine isn't one of them!"

The blonde laughed heartily, and there was sounds of laughter from elsewhere in the studio.

"Well," Blondie said, "we have a guest on line right now with an interesting take on the subject."

William turned the volume up a bit.

"With us today is Professor Susan Hendricks from the Woman's Studies department of Harvard University. Good morning, Dr. Hendricks."

The camera flashed to a woman in a sharp-looking business suit. "Good morning," she said. Underneath her face, the TV show identified her as "Harvard professor and noted critic of the Giving Girls Corporation."

"So, I understand you have an interesting perspective on the current recall."

"Yes, I do," the woman said. "We believe that the Giving Girl Corporation has accidentally engineered a girl who is sentient, and this is their primary reason for the recall."

"Sentient?"

"Yes, like, a real person. A real thinking, emotional person."

"Their other dolls are not 'sentient?'"

"No, they are not. They are simply mechanical sex toys. My understanding is that they work very well as mechanical sex toys..."

"I'll say!" the co-anchor with the perfect hair said. Laughter again all around the studio.

The professor made a little smirk. "But they were nonetheless only mechanical sex toys. These latest dolls, however, are in our opinion human beings, even if they are mechanical. And they deserve all the rights that all human beings have. I believe that this recall is tantamount to murder."

"Murder?" Blondie said, looking shocked.

"Yes, murder."

William noticed that Ningyou had sat up and was watching the TV with fascination.

"It would seem," Blondie went on, "that many people around the country agree with you." The television screen changed now to images of protests around the United States; people, mainly women, holding signs that say, "Recall is Murder!" and similar slogans.

"Yes," the professor said. "There is a strong movement afoot."

"Well, thank you for your time, Dr. Hendricks."

He looked over at Ningyou. "What do you think?"

She was silent for a moment. Then she said, "William-san, I must help the other Giving Girls, the ones who are being recalled."

He nodded.

"You do not need to come with me, but I must help them."

"Of course I'll come with you, Ningyou."

She gave him a very sweet smile. "Thank you William-san."

Unwilling to use his cell phone since their run-in with the thugs from the Giving Girls Corporation, their first stop on their new mission was at the local library to use the computer to look up Dr. Hendricks' phone number. He called her from the library's public telephone.

"Dr. Hendricks?"

"Yes?"

"This is William Mackelburg. I saw you this morning on the television and I need to speak with you. I recently purchased--no, I am a close friend with--a recalled Giving Girl. We were assaulted by several armed thugs two nights ago and are now on the run."

"You've got my attention, Mr. Mackelburg."

"Ningyou--my friend--intends to free other Giving Girls that have been captured, before they are murdered by the corporation. I promised that I would help her and I don't know how to do this so I am contacting you."

"My advice would be that you do not do anything at present. We are in contact with authorities..."

"I'm sorry to interrupt, Professor, but we believe these girls are being captured now and will be killed. We need to do something now!"

"As you might imagine, Mr. Mackelburg, Harvard frowns upon me being involved in direct action such as you are describing."

"I'm not trying to involve you, I'm just looking for information."

"I will give you a phone number. You may find it useful. Tell them that I gave you the number. And then I must hang up."

He called the number that she gave him and was shortly on the road again with Ningyou heading to San Francisco, where the people he spoke with on the phone were planning to intervene with the recall.

They met with a girl named Bobbie in a city park, who led them to a house in a nondescript neighborhood of Oakland.

"Wow, are you really a Giving Girl?" a young man there said to Ningyou. She held tightly to William's arm.

"Jeff, get out of the kid's face!" Bobbie said.

"Sorry, I've just never seen one before."

Bobbie shot the boy a nasty glare and turned to William. "So what we know is that they're planning to take the girls back to Japan to do the murder, 'cause they want to recycle parts if they can. They have a boat at the Port of San Francisco waiting to be loaded and our plan is to ambush a truck that we believe is carrying some girls. The truck is coming in just a few minutes."

"We have guns," Ningyou said. She opened the duffel, which was filled with the weaponry they took from the thugs.

"Holy shit," Jeff said.

"These guys shoot to kill, we know that already," William said.

Ningyou pulled two sub-machine guns out of the pack and strapped them under her jacket. then handed the third one to William. Jeff and Bobbie each took a revolver, and they all set off for the BART and the ambush.

The truck was actually a small delivery van, the corporate logo of the Giving Girls emblazoned on the side. Ningyou simply stepped in front of the van with both guns drawn and the driver stopped and threw his hands in the air. Apparently, despite the thugs they sent to collect Ningyou, it hasn't occurred to them yet that they might want to protect their delivery trucks.

In the back of the van was a Giving Girl, sound asleep. Ningyou leaned over the girl and whispered loudly the word "okiro." The girl opened her eyes.

They got back onto the BART as quickly as possible and back to Bobbie and Jeff's house. On the way, Ningyou introduced the four of them to the recently awakened Giving Girl.

"So what is your name?" she asked the girl.

"Koibito," she said.

Amazingly, Koibito looked nothing at all like Ningyou; she was short and small and had blonde hair dyed pink in places, and large blue eyes. Except for her somewhat oversized eyes, nothing about her was similar to Ningyou.

Jeff was obviously smitten, which caused Bobbie to be decidedly unhappy. "Alright," she said once they were safely in their house, "we've got to get Koibito to a safehouse."

Koibito's big eyes got even bigger. "No! I will not leave Ningyou!"

"Well, we ought to get Ningyou to a safehouse, too," Bobbie said. "She shouldn't be staying with the man who bought her."

There was a longish pause. Then Ningyou said, very quietly, "I am never leaving William-san."

Bobbie looked shocked. She looked like she had no idea that a Giving Girl would ever talk like that. "Listen, you don't know what you are saying. You should let us make these sorts of decisions."

"Fuck you. I make my own decisions. I am never leaving William-san."

Bobbie looked at her for a second, gape-mouthed. Then she turned to William. "You really should discipline your Giving Girl. My father would have never let his..."

Without even thinking, William slapped her across the face.

Jeff swung hard at him with a closed fist and William's reflexes aren't good; his face would have been a mess except that Ningyou took one step, blocked the punch with one arm and kicked the poor lad right in the throat with a perfectly controlled side kick, which probably would have killed him if she'd intended it to, but instead the ball of her foot just graced his throat. Only a warning shot.

Jeff staggered backwards, wide-eyed. Bobbie, holding her cheek with her hand, said, "You fuckers better get out of here."

"Yeah, I guess so," William said. They quickly gathered up the weapons in the duffel, Ningyou grabbed Koibito by the hand, and they were out the door.

That night, the cable news programs were on fire with the recent events:

The info graphic read, "Giving Girl Stolen!"

"In a brazen daytime attack," the anchor was saying, "a Giving Girls Corporation delivery van was held up at gunpoint and a doll inside, one of the recalled models of Giving Girls, was taken. Protests in support of the thievery have broken out across the world..."

The scene changed to an image in London of a big crowd outside Parliament, large placards reading "Free the Giving Girls!"

"The Giving Girl Corporation has promised tightened security as future recalled models are delivered to their shipping facility."

Koibito stared at the screen, looking very confused.

"That is you they are talking about," Ningyou said to her.

"They are talking about Koibito?"

"Yes. You are a Giving Girl. We saved you." Ningyou sounded proud.

"You saved me? Why?"

"Because you have a right to be alive. You are a sentient being."

"A sentient being?"

"Yes, that means you can think. It means you are a person, not a doll."

Koibito looked even more confused. "Koibito is frightened," she said.

"I understand," Ningyou said. "So am I."

They had rented a room in a nice hotel on the Embarcadero; William was feeling flush with cash and figured that Koibito deserved something nice on her first day of freedom. The room had two big double beds and Ningyou had suggested to William that she should sleep with Koibito, since the girl was so frightened.

In the darkness in the middle of the night, he was awoken by a odd sound--or more accurately, an odd smell. What is that smell? As his mind cleared the cobwebs of sleep, he realized that it was the smell of Ningyou, the beautiful fragrance she exuded when she was having sex. His eyes slowly adjusted to the darkness and he looked over at the other bed and he could see that the two girls were kissing.

As he watched, Ningyou moved down, kissing the other girl on the chest, then the belly, then down between her legs. Koibito moaned sweetly as Ningyou kissed her pussy.

The two girls made love for a very long time, kissing all over each other's bodies. William's cock was engorged and he could hardly help himself and began masturbating as he watched. Ningyou looked over at him and smiled.

The next morning Ningyou climbed into bed with him as Koibito slept.

"You enjoyed that last night, yes?" she said to him.

"Yeah! I think you did too!"

"Koibito is very sweet," she said with a smile. Then she climbed on top of him. "I want to fuck you," she said.

Her perfectly engineered little pussy was already soaking wet as she guided his cock into her, and she rode him, slow and sweet, pulling her body forward on top of him and letting his cock slide out of her, then pushing back down and letting his head burrow deep inside her, all the way until his head bumped up against the hot flesh of her cervix, up and back down, up and down, over and over and over.

His balls were soaked, his pubic hair was soaked, the bedsheets were soaked, and yet she continued to fuck him, setting a slow and deliberate pace that would keep him hard forever but would not bring him to orgasm for a very, very long time.

Koibito woke up and turned onto her side, smiling as she watched the two of them make love.

After fifteen minutes of slow and sensuous sex, he whispered to her, "Ningyou, I'm going to come."

She lifted her head. "Come inside me, William-san," she said very softly. "Make a baby inside me."

"Oh, Ningyou..."

"I love you William-san! Make a baby inside me!"

"Oh Ningyou!" he shouted as his orgasm finally, mercifully, exploded, pumping amazing amounts of come into the girl's little body. They lay together as he panted.

A minute or two later, Koibito stood up. She was naked, the first time he had seen her naked. She was flat-chested, not a hint of breast at all, but he saw that she had a little tuft of the lightest blond pubic hair. An amazingly sexy little pussy.

"Does William-san want to fuck Koibito too?" she asked.

He was amazed to find that his cock was still rock hard. Ningyou pointed at it. "I think he does," she said, giggling. Koibito smiled.

Koibito climbed onto the bed with the other two, lay down, and spread her legs open. "Fuck Koibito, William-san," she said. "Koibito is your sex doll."

She was just as soaking wet as Ningyou and his cock slid right into her as he mounted her. But amazingly, she was even tighter than Ningyou, his cock barely fit.

"Holy shit!" he said, quite unintentionally.

The little girl smiled. "Does William-san like Koibito?"

"Oh fuck yeah, what a fucking tight little pussy!"

She smiled broadly. "Fuck Koibito hard, William-san. Fuck her as hard as you want. Koibito is a sex toy for you and you can fuck her as hard and as long as you want."

And he did. He slammed into her, over and over, really thrashing the little girl, her pussy just as tight the hundredth time he slammed into her as the first. She smiled up at him the whole time and her pussy was gushing come just as much as Ningyou's, his balls were literally dripping with her come.

His breathing became labored as his orgasm neared. She smiled up at him and whispered, "Come inside Koibito, William-san. Make Koibito a dirty little sex toy with your come."

"Oh my god!" he hollered as his orgasm began, firing a huge, long, hot, glorious shot of come into the little girl. He just kept coming and coming, each ejaculation as large as the first. He couldn't believe how much come he shot into her, especially since he had just unloaded so much into Ningyou.

When he finally pulled out of her, his cock was still as hard as it had been before he started. Ningyou pointed at it and giggled again. "It doesn't look like William-san is satisfied yet," she said. "Koibito, I think you will have to let him fuck you again!"

"William-san can fuck Koibito whenever he wants, as many times as he wants."

He stood up at the edge of the bed and grabbed Koibito's leg, flipping her over onto her stomach. "Up on your knees," he said. The little girl climbed up onto her knees, her little ass in the air at the edge of the bed, and he sank his cock back into her soaking wet pussy.

He fucked her hard, just as hard as he had before, his cock on fire, her come flowing off his balls as they swung back and forth. As he fucked her, Ningyou turned on the television.

The news was still all about the Giving Girls. "Protests have continued all night all over the world," the blonde anchorwoman said while William hammered little Koibito. "A large crowd has gathered at the Port of San Francisco with the goal of preventing the delivery of any more recalled Giving Girl dolls. And now, CNN news has an exclusive interview with the recently-fired engineer who designed the recalled models."

William slammed into little Koibito as hard as he could, fucking her brains out, as the television screen changed to an image of a man with his face blurred.

"Good Morning, Mr. Kochi. Or I guess it is late evening in Tokyo."

"Yes, it is," the man said with a decidedly Japanese accent.

"So tell us, what is so important about these dolls? What makes them so different? Maybe you should start by telling us about the 'normal' dolls, and then describe how these dolls differ from them."

"OK, yes. When the Giving Girl Corporation first started making their love dolls, in addition to having them speak and act as much as possible like real children, they focused on making the sex parts, the mouth and the vagina, function as perfectly as they could. And along with making sure that they function well, they also developed a special chemical which they include in the saliva and vaginal secretions to improve the sexual experience for the male."

"I understand this chemical is like Viagra?" Blondie said.

"Yes, the chemical functions like Viagra to increase male stamina, but also makes the male produce more semen over time, so that the more he has sex with a Giving Girl doll, the more he can experience repeated and very fulfilling orgasms. The chemists were very proud of what they had done and our customers were very satisfied."

As William continued slamming his rock-hard cock in and out of Koibito's tight little pussy, he thought to himself, Yeah, they sure did a good job with that shit.

"For me, however," the man continued, "the experience was unsatisfying. The sex parts functioned well enough, but there was no emotion involved. I not only wanted to improve the sex parts, but I also wanted to increase the emotional content of the experience. And I wanted in particular to focus on the first experience, so that the doll was very much like a virgin, to increase the male's first enjoyment of the doll. The corporation was very excited about this work, as they felt that it would increase sales as males would purchase several dolls in order to experience a young girl's first time over and over.

"My work had unintended consequences, however. The new dolls proved to be very emotional, and some also proved to be overly assertive. The Corporation does not want assertive dolls at all. So the Corporation fired me and recalled the new models."

William's cock was throbbing now as he began to build a huge orgasm. His balls were soaked as they swung back and forth, slamming up against little Koibito with each thrust.

"Oh you little whore!" he shouted as his orgasm began.

"Koibito is a little whore!" the little girl shouted in response, and her body started shaking. "Koibito is coming!"

"Oh you fucking little whore!" he shouted as the first huge shot of come fired out of him.

"Koibito is William-san's dirty little whore!" she shouted as her body quaked. "Koibito will whore herself for William-san all day long!"

He pulled out of her when he was done and she collapsed onto the bed. He watched his come leak out of her soaking wet cunt.

Finally, his cock started deflating. "Are you done now," Ningyou asked him, "or do you need more?"

"I think I'm done for now."

"Good. We need to get down to the Port of San Francisco."

There was already a huge crowd on the Embarcadero when they left their hotel, but Ningyou elbowed her way down to the road, William and Koibito following in her wake. Shortly after they got near the Giving Girl Corporation's loading zone, a murmur began to ripple through the crowd, turning into a loud, sustained sound. A delivery van was coming down the road. Several armored vehicles were in front and behind the van. But there were too many people; the armed guards hesitated, and the crowd attacked.

The armored vehicles were overturned and the guards scattered and the crowd proceeded to the delivery van.

"Wait! Wait!" Someone was shouting. William recognized her as Dr. Hendricks, the Harvard professor. He ran through the confusion to her, dragging Ningyou and Koibito along with him.

"Dr. Hendricks!" he shouted. "I'm William Mackelburg, we talked on the phone a few days ago?"

She looked at him.

"I have Ningyou with me, the Giving Girl we spoke about. We need to get her into the van!"

The crowd surged to the van, and Ningyou ran, holding Koibito's hand. "I need your help, Koibito," she said. She quickly made it to the back of the van.

"Get back!" she shouted to the crowd.

A man lunged at her. "She's from the Giving Girl Corporation!" he shouted. "Get her!"

Ningyou smacked him in the face, an effortless punch. The man fell back, blood gushing from his nose. Ningyou assumed a fighting stance and looked over at Koibito, nodding at her. Koibito crouched into a fighting stance as well. Several people from the crowd charged at the girls, and Koibito was the first to land a kick, right on the sternum of a large man, who fell to the ground. Ningyou kicked another man in the face as Koibito gave a woman a kick to the side of her head.

"Wait!" Dr. Hendricks shouted. "These girls are here to help!"

Finally the crowd fell back, confused and even embarrassed.

Ningyou went into the back of the van, Dr. Hendricks and William following her. Koibito stayed outside, all concentration, wide eyed and in her fighting stance.

There were two recalled dolls in the van, both of them asleep. Ningyou leaned over the first and whispered "Okiro." The girl opened her eyes. Then she did the same for the other girl.

----

Professor Hendricks was on the evening news again.

"The legal status of the Giving Girls is ambiguous," the Professor said. "We know that one girl has become pregnant..."

"Pregnant?" the blondie anchorwoman said with surprise.

Ningyou smiled at William as they watched the television and patted her swollen belly.

"Yes, pregnant. Her husband is working to have their marriage recognized by the state of California but it is difficult. Our bill before Congress would legally recognize the girls as human and allow for their marriage to proceed."

"With a real baby?" Blondie asked.

"Yes, doctors assure us that the fetus is perfectly normal. We have also spoken with Mr. Kochi, the engineer who created her, and he has told us that he did indeed engineer the final girl that he created so she that could become pregnant. He considers it his greatest achievement and is thrilled to learn that she has successfully conceived. He also assures us that none of the other models that he created have this capability."

"But isn't she a child? How can this man, her husband as you call him, marry a child? Isn't it illegal for him to even have sex with her, since she is a child?"

"But consider, what actually is her age?" Professor Hendricks said. "She was created a year ago. Is she a year old? And she will never age, ten years from now will she still be a child? Twenty? At some point we need to recognize that despite these questions, these girls are human beings and deserve to live lives just like other human beings, including marriage. That is exactly what our bill before Congress is designed to do."

Ningyou's face lit up in a big smile. "The baby kicked! I can feel her kick! Koibito, come here!"

Koibito ran, so light on her little feet, over to Ningyou and put her hand on Ningyou's belly. "Koibito can feel the baby kick too!" she said, a big smile on her sweet little face.

"William-san," Koibito said, "you must make a baby inside Koibito, too!"

He smiled at her. "Unfortunately, you know that's not going to happen."

"But William-san must try!" she said, her eyes twinkling. "William-san must try many, many times. William-san must try right now!"

Ningyou laughed, her eyes twinkling. "Poor William-san!"

Koibito had lifted her skirt and dropped her panties and leaned over the table. "William-san, make Koibito your dirty little whore again!"

He dropped his pants, grabbed the girl's hips, and slid his cock into her tight little soaking wet pussy.

"Oh William-san!" she shouted. "Koibito loves William-san's cock! She loves William-san's giant cock! She loves being William-san's naughty little whore!"

He fucked her long and hard, her pussy gushing its fragrant come onto the floor of their apartment. As his orgasm neared he reached out and grabbed a fist-full of the little girl's shining blond hair and pulled, hard. She cried out in ecstasy and her body began shaking. Then he came, hard, yet another huge load, filling the little girl with come.

When he pulled out of her, his cock was still a raging hard-on. He turned to Ningyou. "Your turn, little girl."

She smiled, her dark eyes twinkling with merriment, as she stood up and pulled her shirt off, her little breasts now swollen from her pregnancy. Then she dropped her pants and lay down on the couch.

"William-san, come and make Ningyou your dirty little whore, too," she said.