Chrissy stood, looking around the antique shop. The woman behind the counter looked up at her and asked, "Need any help?"
"A little - I've been told that you've got quite a few nesting dolls here, and I've got a friend who collects them. I thought I'd come take a look before suggesting the place to her."
"Yes, I've got several in stock. Follow me," the woman said, stepping out from behind the counter. Chrissy saw that she was very, very pregnant and felt a bit guilty for making her get up, but the woman moved easily despite her greatly swollen belly. She was led to a side room filled with shelves. Each shelf held a row of dolls, each doll slightly smaller than the one next to it. "Here they are. There are so many that I need a separate room for them."
"You do have quite a collection, " Chrissy said as she looked around the room. It reminded her of Jessica's room in their house. One doll in particular caught her eye. "What's that doing here? Didn't you say you only keep nesting dolls in this room?"
The doll in question was six feet tall, wearing a maternity dress, and looked to be about as pregnant as the shopkeeper. "That's a very special nesting doll. Here, let me show you," she said as she pulled it into the center of the room. This close, Chrissy could see the exquisite detail on the doll's face - it nearly looked human. As the shopkeeper lifted the maternity dress off of it, she could see that the entire body was similarly detailed. If she hadn't been close enough to see the unnatural sheen to it's skin, she'd have mistaken it for a live woman.
"Now just press like this," the shopkeeper said as she pushed on the top of the doll's 'pregnant' belly. "And out comes the next one." Chrissy watched in amazement as the bulge in the doll's belly moved down and a head emerged from its crotch. After a moment, the shopkeeper had finished removing the inner doll and stood it beside its 'mother' after unfolding the legs and arms from a fetal position. It was just as detailed as the larger doll, though slightly smaller, and it too had a very gravid belly.
"How many are there in the set? And are they all this wonderfully detailed?"
"Yes, they're all like these two. The set is supposed to have twenty dolls, but this one is missing two of them." The shopkeeper folded up the inner doll again, and inserted it back into the parent feet-first. Chrissy marveled at how easily the one doll slipped into the other, despite the similarity of sizes.
"How much is it?" she asked, hoping that it wouldn't be too expensive. She knew that she had to buy this set for Sandra - it was just kinky enough that she'd really get a kick out of it.
The shopkeeper paused and looked closely at the doll before finally replying, "It's not a complete set, but they are quality work, and hard to find... Say $100?"
"I'll take it."
The shopkeeper put the dress back on the doll, and Chrissy carried it out to the front of the shop, where she wrote a check to pay for it. She was surprised at how light the doll was - with 18 dolls in the set, she'd expected it to be pretty heavy. Setting the doll in the passenger seat of the car, she drove home.
Bringing the doll inside, Chrissy realized that she wouldn't be able to hide it from Sandra for long. "Oh well, I'll just leave it in her room to surprise her when she gets home. Too bad I've got that meeting tonight - I'd like to see her face when she finds it." Chrissy said to herself as she carried the doll in, setting it on Sandra's bed in a reclining pose. She got a piece of paper and wrote a brief note to Sandra: "Happy Birthday, love - I got you an early present. It's one of those nesting dolls you like so much - just press on top of her belly to get the next one out. Love, Chrissy"
Chrissy tied the note around the neck of the doll, and then stared at it for a moment before her curiosity got the better of her. "Heck, I've got time before I have to leave, I want to see what the set looks like." She lifted off the maternity outfit and pressed, 'birthing' the next doll in the set. She repeated the process, setting each one around the room until she finally got to one that was about the size of a Barbie doll, and didn't have a pregnant belly. By this time, she was completely surrounded by the dolls - she'd nearly filled all the space in the room figuring out where to put the larger ones. She set the last one down and looked at the assembled collection. The shopkeeper had been right - each doll was just as detailed as the first two, anatomically correct down to the pores in the skin. Each doll was also unique, not a copy of one of the others like you'd expect from a mass-produced set. She definitely thought that the woman in the store had given her a bargain.
With a sigh, Chrissy turned back to where she'd set the smallest doll, intending to put them away again. To her surprise, it wasn't there, and as she turned to look for it, she felt several pairs of hands grab her, holding her immobile. She struggled, but couldn't free herself from the grip of her captors. She did manage to move enough to see who they were, and was stunned to see the larger 'dolls', now looking quite alive and human. She glanced down and saw the smaller ones remove her shoes, then socks, then they started to literally tear the rest of her clothes off of her body. She would have screamed, but the hands clamped over her mouth made that impossible. When she was completely naked, the smallest 'doll' lay at her feet, legs spread, and the others tilted Chrissy down, pushing her toes easily into the 'doll's' body.
Chrissy was surprised when her feet disappeared into the tiny doll, and even more startled as the rest of her legs followed. The body enveloping her felt warm and alive, and would have been rather pleasant if Chrissy hadn't been so frightened by what was happening. She wiggled harder, frantically kicking her legs inside the tiny woman, but it only seemed to excite her host and accelerate her entry into the woman's body. As she slipped deeper into the woman's warm embrace, the others let go one by one until finally only the largest remained, cradling Chrissy's head as she pushed it fully into the womb of the smallest member of the set.
Once she had passed fully inside the woman, Chrissy turned and tried to reach her hands back out, to pry her way out of the confining space, but the woman's muscles were like steel, and she couldn't budge them. She felt a touch on her mind, and fought it off, but she soon felt another presence join, and another as the women re-nested themselves. Finally, the mental pressure grew too great for her to resist, and Chrissy felt them reach into her mind, soothing away her fear and dissolving her desire to escape. The chorus of mental voices that touched her seemed welcoming and friendly, introducing themselves and giving her a warm welcome to their family. She hadn't expected this, and was caught off guard. The women took this opportunity to ease away the last traces of her resistance, as they told her about her new life as one of them.
She told her new family that Sandra would return soon, and was pleased when they decided to wait for her. They were still missing one member of the set, and Chrissy hoped that Sandra would meet the requirements - she could feel her new body ache to be filled with someone, and she wanted her lover to be the one to do it.
When Sandra returned, Chrissy knew it at once. She couldn't hear anything through the layers of flesh between her and the outside, but she felt the woman on the outside, Beverly, stiffen, returning to 'doll-mode'. She felt the others do the same, and reluctantly followed suit, though the inanimate feeling annoyed her. She felt Beverly assessing Sandra, and was relieved at the approval that echoed through all the women - Sandra was quite acceptable.
She felt their mental voices drop away one by one as Sandra began to separate them, inspecting her gift. Finally, she emerged into the light of the room, and was held up by Sandra, who got a puzzled expression on her face and looked at Chrissy more closely. Chrissy took that has her cue, and smiled at her lover, dropping the doll disguise and saying, "Surprise!"
"Chrissy? What the..Mmmmph!" Sandra's voice died away as hands covered her mouth and held her immobile. Chrissy slid down her lover's body and straddled Sandra's wriggling toes. Even knowing what was happening, she was surprised at how easily she slid over Sandra's giant feet. She felt a little guilty at doing this to her lover, but she couldn't have stopped herself now if she'd tried - she just hoped that Sandra wouldn't be too upset with her afterwards. It felt good to be filled, and she wanted more. As she laid back and let the others slide Sandra into her, Chrissy began to notice a change in Sandra's struggles, they became less frantic and more rhythmic - Chrissy found the effect quite stimulating. She became certain that Sandra was intentionally pleasuring her when her lover's hands were guided into her body and she felt them drift to certain familiar spots, bringing her to the brink of orgasm. When Sandra shifted so that her nipples brushed the same spots on their way in, Chrissy finally did come to a shrieking orgasm. When she looked back at Sandra she saw her lover's uncovered mouth curve into a broad smile, and Sandra winked at her. As Sandra's head was pushed into her, Chrissy felt her lover's tongue dart out to lick her sensitive regions in farewell and greeting.
Chrissy just lay there at first, and after a moment, one of the women spoke. "Hmm... I wish you'd been as considerate as your friend," said Kathy, the woman who'd enwombed Chrissy earlier.
"Sandra certainly seemed to enjoy it, didn't she? I knew she had some unusual fantasies, but she hadn't shared that one with me." Chrissy stood and walked over to Kathy, smiling. "I guess I'll just have to make up for my earlier lack of courtesy," she said as she slowly eased herself into Kathy's womb, deliberately stroking and brushing against very sensitive regions on her way in. She felt the woman's body shake in orgasm as she pulled herself all the way in. Once she was safe inside, she turned her attention to Sandra, who had curled up comfortably inside Chrissy. She reached out a mental tendril to her lover, and felt Sandra's mind open to her completely.
Hey, lover. Did you enjoy that as much as I did? Sandra's voice echoed within Chrissy's mind. Chrissy could feel her lover's intense desire through their link.
Oh, yes - and here I was afraid that you'd be upset with me for this. I certainly was a lot less enthusiastic when they got me. You never told me about this particular fantasy of yours.
Chrissy heard Sandra's mental laugh, You should have asked more about why I collect the nesting dolls. Seriously, I was afraid that it would really weird you out. I guess that's not a problem anymore. Sandra paused, then continued, Anyway, aren't you going to introduce me to our new friends?
Of course, Chrissy answered, and introduced each woman as her mental voice joined the gathering. With each introduction, she felt Sandra get increasingly aroused, and she felt her own body respond, anticipating the coming completion, though Chrissy wasn't sure exactly what was going to happen. When she had introduced Beverly, Chrissy felt a pulse of something ripple down through all of the women, passing through her and into Sandra, taking a part of her along with it. Then, a massive wave of pleasure washed over Chrissy, moving outward from Sandra within her, and she dimly felt it continue through her up the chain before the pleasure overloaded her mind and sent her blissfully into unconsciousness.
Beverly lay for a moment recovering from the massive orgasm that had rocked their system. She now knew why her mothers had always had a distant look in their eyes and a touch of awe in their voices when they talked about becoming complete. That was absolutely incredible! All her passengers had been knocked unconscious by the intensity of their orgasm, and Beverly found that she barely had the strength to climb into the nearby bed. She lay back, savoring the pleasant sensation that had replaced the burning hunger that had possessed her since puberty. After 200 years of searching for her mates, she had finally found them all - she could hardly believe it. In the morning, when they had recovered, they would have to look over the house to see if it was suitable for raising the daughter that was now growing in Sandra's womb. Then they would have to go to the shop to tell her mothers the good news. The doll disguise had worked once again, and for the final time. She had always hated having to go stiff every time someone came near, but it was the most effective way of getting everyone close enough to take their intended mate. She was particularly pleased with Sandra - only Anna, her first love, had been more eager to join her family. As she drifted off to sleep, Beverly smiled, happy that she would finally be able to settle down with her family.
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