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Malpractice (Part Three)
🕑 Added 2023-06-02 12:00:02 +0000 UTCTo his surprise, her fingers suddenly release him. Having unwittingly become accustomed to the support of her hand, he collapses in a heap on the second floor of the dollhouse.
By the time he scrambles to his feet and tries running, she’s wrapped her legs around the dollhouse, her thighs curling and then constricting like unthinkably massive snakes.
She drags the dollhouse up against her, causing him to trip on the hem of the fluffy pink princess dress she put him in and lose his footing again. He almost falls out of the front of the dollhouse, barely managing to grab onto a decorative plastic ornament on its back wall to stop himself from falling directly onto her waiting pussy, now right below between her splayed thighs. He gapes in horror for a moment at the sight of her pushing her doll into herself up to its waist, slowly dragging it out to rub its face around her clit, then thrusting it inside her again and repeating the whole movement.
After staring at this in stunned horror for a long moment, he shudders and looks away. She giggles.
“No you should keep watching, cutie!” Her voice is a little breathy already. “This is how I like it. You should know what your new job is, and like… Mmm… How to do it right.”
Once again he tries to get up and run but this time she leans forward and playfully pins him back against the back wall of the dollhouse with her nose.
Her huge, pretty brown eyes are wide open, focused intently on him and wild with animalistic appetite.
She’s panting and the quick warm gusts of her breath are sickeningly moist against his skin, thick and wet with the humidity inside her salivating mouth.
He wriggles frantically to get out from under her nose, but she easily keeps him pinned in place, her rhythmic panting interrupted briefly by a playful, girlish giggle at the futility of his attempts.
“You’re a fucking psycho!” he cries out, as exasperated as he is furious. “I’m telling your mom about this!”
She giggles, her voice breathy. “Good luck with that, cutie!”
“You’re going to have to take me downstairs for dinner and I’m telling her everything!”
To his dismay she doesn’t look at all fazed by this, and if anything looks amused by his defiance.
“You’re not going to tell her, or anyone else, anything. Ever again.”
“What!”
She bites her lip, her eyes full of laughter. “I hope you had fun chatting with Mom earlier. Because that was the last conversation you’re ever going to have with anyone… besides me.”
He wants to shout at her but the certainty in her voice rattles him and his voice catches in her throat. How can she be so sure? Any minute now she’ll have to take him downstairs and he’ll be able to rat her out for all her abuse. She won’t have a choice… right?
Her terrifyingly huge eyes visibly register the thoughts going through his head, and to his alarm it only seems to amuse her.
As if reading his mind, she says, “Don’t worry cutie, I can handle my mom. You and me have a super fun life ahead of us. As owner, and pet.”
“What! You…”
She giggles, easily drowning him out. “I’m your goddess now. I’m your everything.”
“I don’t…”
“It’s not your job to be happy about it, silly. It’s just your job to be cute. And guess what? You’re nailing it! I told you, when you get all mad and stuff you’re like, even cuter!”
She nuzzles him playfully with her nose. Infuriated, he repeatedly punches her with both arms but this only makes her giggle.
“Ooh, that tickles!”
Her tongue snakes out of her smiling lips and he feels the sickening, slimy fleshiness of it peel under the hem of the stupid pink princess dress and start making its way up his legs. He pushes against it furiously with both arms, but its relentless strength easily outmatches him. She giggles at his pointless defiance and her warm, wet breath now billows up the dress’ skirt and engulfs his whole lower body.
“Stop it!”
Her tongue retreats back to her mouth and she smiles. She cocks her head to the side.
“Or what?”
“I’ll… I’ll…” He hates how flustered he sounds.
“Here’s what’s about to happen to you, little one. I’m gonna make you come.”
“What! No! I don’t…”
“I’m not really looking for feedback, dolly.” She chuckles. “You’re gonna come into my mouth. Your come is mine, just like your whole cute little body is gonna be. And just like your whole adorable little self, I want it, and I’m gonna take it.”
“You can’t just…”
“I'm Abbie, and I’m your Goddess, and if I want something, it’s mine. So I'm gonna pull it out of you, into my mouth, and I’m gonna swallow it. And then I’m gonna take you downstairs and make you mine too.”
“But…”
“Forever.”
“I…”
“Mine. Forever.”
