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Prompt: the sweet little doll



I lay there, trying to process things for several long seconds.

"L-Lucy?" I whisper, not sure if I'm still asleep or not. She giggles, her voice just as I'd always imagined it.

"You remembered!" She squeals as she dives on me, wrapping her arms around my neck, her pale skin just as soft and cuddly as ever. "I missed you...." She whispers into my ear.

"You... you're alive? You're real?" I ask, still not believing what's right in front of me.

"Yep and yeah!" She grins, now practically nose-to-nose with me. "Isn't this great?" She get's off of me and my bed, twirling around my room.

"But... why? How?" I pull myself into a sitting position. Her blonde woolen hair looks dulled from my memory, and also much finer, whirling around her elegantly as she spins. She stops to look at me, tilting her head.

"Well, I don't know how, not exactly anyway. But I can tell you why." She pads up to me with a smile. "But I want you to guess." She's only the height of a child, probably no bigger than when I was first being teased for having her.

"I-if I had to guess I'd say... me?" She nods enthusiastically.

"Yup yup!" She giggles "Because you always loved me, and even after you put me away, I know you didn't want to." She hugs herself around my waist, humming. "They can't tease you anymore. I'm real now, I'm not just a doll. We can play whenever you want now!" She looks up at me with expectant glee.

"Th-that's great and all, but... I have to work, I spend most of my time running around town delivering messages." Her happy face drops a little, but not for long.

"I'll come with you! I can keep you company, just like the old days. Is that okay?" I nod, slowly, trying to think if bringing a possessed doll on my job is against the rules. "Great! Then you should get some sleep, because I'll be right here in the morning." She pulls up a chair and sits down, watching me.

Rather than being creeped out, I actually find it slightly comforting, since I used to sit her on the window sill to watch for evil things. I wake the next morning, brain slowly remembering what happened last night. I look to the chair, and nothing's there.

"Did I just dream that...?" I mutter, rubbing my eyes, until something drops onto my head. In the next moment my view is obscured by a white dress bottom. That's removed and replaced by a pair of big, green eyes and a curtain of blonde hair.

"Nope!" Lucy cheers, bouncing off of me and on the bed. She bounces a few more times, before flopping down on her butt, giggling. I sigh, clearly my little former-toy has quite the mischevious streak to her.

<p style="font-weight:400;">I get ready, Lucy running around and helping get my gear together, before we set out into the street. As I start to walk down the cobbled road, I feel more than a few eyes on me or, more accurately, my companion. One woman in particular approaches us.

<p style="font-weight:400;">"Since when do you have such a darling little girl?" She asks, kneeling down with a smile.

<p style="font-weight:400;">"She kind of just... showed up last night." The woman gives me a frown.

<p style="font-weight:400;">"So she's a runaway then?" Lucy's about to speak when I cover her mouth.

<p style="font-weight:400;">"Yeah, I'm going to be keeping an eye out for her parents on my deliveries today. If I can't find them, I'll just have to look after her myself." The woman nods, sighing.

<p style="font-weight:400;">"Well, I hope you find your parents sweetie. Good luck you two!" The woman walks away, as do we.

<p style="font-weight:400;">"Heeeyyy!" Lucy whines, punching me in the leg.

<p style="font-weight:400;">"Look, it's a lot easier to explain than a doll I had since I was a kid suddenly came to life. Fair?" She sulks for a few moments, before nodding.

<p style="font-weight:400;">"Fine." She groans, walking along beside me.

<p style="font-weight:400;">One of the packages I had was for a local toy maker I regularly delivered to. As we approached his workshop, Lucy started looking around, curious.

<p style="font-weight:400;">"Are going to Mr. Yarn's?" I looked at her for a few moments.

<p style="font-weight:400;">"Yeah, how did you... oh, right, he made you, didn't he?" She nodded happily.

<p style="font-weight:400;">"I wonder if he'll recognise me?" She wondered aloud, skipping happily.

<p style="font-weight:400;">We arrived and I knocked on the door.

<p style="font-weight:400;">"Mr. Yarn? I've got a package for you?" The man opened the door and started to thank me, before noticing the girl at my feet.

<p style="font-weight:400;">"Why, who is this little thing?" He knelt down in front of her, before taking several long seconds to examine her. He put a hand to her face, running it across her soft, pale skin. "I believe I know you." He muttered, looking up at me.

<p style="font-weight:400;">"I wasn't sure you'd recognise me." Lucy says, hugging him. He smiles softly and strokes her hair.

<p style="font-weight:400;">"I remember all my little girls. So, are you the former owner then?" I nod as he looks at me. "Well then, please, do come in."

<p style="font-weight:400;">"I would, but I've got some things left to deliver." He waves a hand.

<p style="font-weight:400;">"Oh, don't worry about that. Emily, could you finish our friend's deliveries for him?" A woman with chocolate skin steps out around the man, taking my cart.

<p style="font-weight:400;">"Of course, I'll be right back."

<p style="font-weight:400;">"Um, hey, wia... come... uh...." I look back to Mr. Yarn, who's already stepping out of the door way.

<p style="font-weight:400;">A few minutes later and we're sitting at a table drinking tea in relative silence.

<p style="font-weight:400;">"So." Mr Yarn puts his cup down, looking at me and Lucy, who's sitting on my lap. "When did she wake up?"

<p style="font-weight:400;">"Last night." i answer almost automatically, before shaking my head. "Wait, you knew this would happen?"

<p style="font-weight:400;">"Only if she was lucky enough to get a caring owner." He picks up his cup again "So many of my darlings never did find teir way back to me. I can only hope they found caring partners." He smiles at us serenely.

<p style="font-weight:400;">"So, what exactly made her, uh... 'wake up'?" I ask, putting my own cup down.

<p style="font-weight:400;">"Well, she would have been absorbing spirit energy from you from the moment you brought her, me and Emily put a special heart into each of our dolls that allows that causes that sort of thing. Honestly, she probably would have had enough to wake up years ago, but would have waited for you to mature a little." I cock an eyebrow.

<p style="font-weight:400;">"Um, why? It would have been nice if she woke up when I was twelve." He laughs.

<p style="font-weight:400;">"I'm sure it would have been, that's a common complaint actually, but due to the way living dolls are born it can make things... complicated. No, we thought early twenties was a good time for awakenings." He looks at Lucy for a few more moments, before sighing. "I can barely even make out your stitches. You really were one of our finer creations." The front door opens, Emily walking through.

<p style="font-weight:400;">"You're work is all done, and I returned the cart to the courier service for you as well." She says with a smile, handing me a coin pouch.

<p style="font-weight:400;">"Um... thanks." I pocket the money, and she takes a seat next to Mr Yarn.

<p style="font-weight:400;">"Emily was my first doll. I made her so dark so that her stitches would be less obvious. It was also an... educational experience into just what I was getting into." Emily chuckles, grabbing another cup and filling it.

<p style="font-weight:400;">"Indeed, I don't think Daniel was quite prepared for the intensity of my impulses." The man blushes, earning a soft laugh from the woman.

<p style="font-weight:400;">"Will I get bigger like you, Emily?" Lucy asked, looking at the much more mature looking doll curiously.

<p style="font-weight:400;">"Probably, unless you have a thing for little girls?" Emily asks mischeviously. I blush at the inplication, but shake my head. "Well then, you'll probably grow a few more years in appearance. I doubt it will take long, especially after the two of you bond properly."

<p style="font-weight:400;">"Um, what does that mean?" I ask, looking between the two and Lucy. Daniel chuckles and shakes his head.

<p style="font-weight:400;">"Well, living dolls are a form of mamono. And I'm sure you don't need me to elaborate more than that, do I?"

<p style="font-weight:400;">"N-no, no I think that get's the idea across...." The thoughts that start rolling through my head are both unwelcome, and annoyingly erotic. I feel Lucy react as well, shifting around on my lap. Both of them seem to notice.

<p style="font-weight:400;">"I also let them know that you might need a few days off, to acquaint yourself with a new roommate. I hope that's not going to get you in trouble?" I shake my head.

<p style="font-weight:400;">"No, it should be fine. I was due for a holiday anyway." I look down at Lucy, who's smiling up at me.

<p style="font-weight:400;">"So we will be able to play." She says, her voice having a far more sensual tone than I was used to.

<p style="font-weight:400;">"Well, I think you two are going to be busy for a while, so I should let you go. actually, I think we should finish an order before today's over, don't you think?" Daniel turns to Emily, who nods and collects our cups.

<p style="font-weight:400;">"It was a pleasure meeting one of my little sisters again." She says with a warm smile. Lucy nods and waves as we walk towards the door.

<p style="font-weight:400;">"Oh, one other thing you may want to know." Daniel says as we reach the doorway. "She'll probably change a bit- okay a lot, in the next few days. So... don't be surprised, alright?" I nod, trying to process everything that's happened. Just as he's about to close the door I ask.

<p style="font-weight:400;">"Do people know you sell living dolls?" He stops and looks at us for a few seconds, before smiling.

<p style="font-weight:400;">"Yes. I made sure it was something that people know when they walk in."

<p style="font-weight:400;">"Thanks." Well, that means my parents knew they were getting me a living doll all those year ago. Interesting.

<p style="font-weight:400;">"Um... you know how they were talking about impulses?" Lucy asks, gripping my arm tightly.

<p style="font-weight:400;">"Yeah...." I respond hesitantly.

<p style="font-weight:400;">"Well, I've been getting them since this morning. Can we... indulge, when we get home?" She looks up at me with a puppy dog look, begging with her eyes. I shake my head with a sigh.

<p style="font-weight:400;">"As if I could deny that face." She chirps and starts pulling us along, back to my house.

<p style="font-weight:400;">As we approach she jumps onto my back, giggling as she shouts "Charge!" pointing at the door. I shake my head and burst out into laughter, running as fast as I can at the house. I open the door and leap inside, sending the both of us sprawling into the entry, laughing and rolling around like I hadn't for years.

<p style="font-weight:400;">When we recovered I was lying on the floor, with Lucy sitting on my chest, smiling broadly at me. She leaned down and kissed me, with a force and passion I couldn't help but return it. As we kissed I slowly sat up, holding her in my arms. As we broke apart we both sighed, Lucy resting her head on my shoulder.

<p style="font-weight:400;">"Did you miss me?" She whispers into my ear.

<p style="font-weight:400;">"Yeah. A lot." I stand up, making sure to hold her up, and turn around to remember the wide open door. I quickly close and lock it, taking the both of us to the bedroom. I sit my old friend down on the bed, and she quickly disrobes herself, then me. Sitting there, in the nude with such a child-like girl doesn't exactly get my blood pumping, but she just smiles at me and winks.

<p style="font-weight:400;">"I think I know what'll fix your little problem." She leans down and breathes on my rod, gently stroking it. As she starts to gain momentum, I start to gain firmness. Before long she's crawling into my lap, smile on her face, and my hands in hers.

<p style="font-weight:400;">"Can I?" She asks, looking me in the eyes. I nod, and she descends. The feeling is phenominal. I'd had partners before, but never a mamono. The pleasure was quickly enough to see why so many found them attractive beyond just their looks.

<p style="font-weight:400;">We were at it for most of the remaining afternoon, breaking to eat, before continuing well into the morning. We fell asleep as the first rays of dawn were emerging over the horizon, and slept 'til midday. I woke with my arms wrapped around Lucy, her body less petite than it had been when we went to sleep. She leaned back into me as she woke as well.

<p style="font-weight:400;">"Morning, sweetie. Were your dreams nice?" I lean forward to kiss her.

<p style="font-weight:400;">"Not as nice as this." She giggled and pulled me in for another kiss. My hands find their way to her exposed chest, where once only childish nipples sat, now a pair of budding breasts met my touch.

<p style="font-weight:400;">"Should we do more today?" Lucy asked, rubbing herself against me.

<p style="font-weight:400;">"Only a little, we should get you some more clothes, especially if you're going to be growing like this." I took one hand and traced it down her side. Her hips were slightly larger now as well. Just as I was preparing to slake my morning lust, there was a knock at the door.

<p style="font-weight:400;">Getting up with a groan and putting some clothes on, I went out to see who was there. Meeting me was one of my fellow couriers, smile on his face and package under his arm.

<p style="font-weight:400;">"Hey, looks like your using the time off well, sleepyhead." He chuckled, handing me a somewhat large package. "This came in early this morning. Got your name on it, so... here." I took it and thanked him, closing the door. Opening the package revealed a number of dresses of various colours, and a note.

<p style="font-weight:400;">To Mr Crimson.

<p style="font-weight:400;">''Lucy will probably grow out of her old clothing before long, so I felt I should make some that would fit her after she's adjusted. You may want to get some more tailored clothing for her, but I'ld be happy to make another dress or two for her once she's stopped growing.''

<p style="font-weight:400;">Sincere regards, Daniel Yarn.

<p style="font-weight:400;">Well, damn. I called Lucy down and showed her the package and the note.

<p style="font-weight:400;">"Oooohhh! I love them!" She grabbed an armful of dresses and ran off with them. "I'm going to go try some on!" I just laughed as she bolted back into our room. I never would have expected to feel so muh, after all these years without her, but I can't deny that she fills a hole I completely forgot existed in me. She's just what I needed in my life, and I'm gonna try to give her a life worth having.