Kim, Charlotte and Sierra were out of the shower, towelling each other off. "Ya ain't gotta worry about dryin' your hair. It dries quicker than a normal girl's hair, and it don't frizz up or nothin'. In fact stay away from hair dryers in general, They can melt yer hair inta a blob and then ya gotta either wait an hour for it ta heal or deinflate and have someone pump ya back up."
"Wait, hang on," said Charlotte. She laid her towel down on the bed and sat on it. Her instincts made her naturally stick her legs out and lean back like she was posing for a photoshoot. "Does our skin produce oil or anything?"
"Nope! Unless ya pour some down yer plug, then it's like yer all lubed up." She shimmied in place, either at a particularly exciting memory or to visually mime the slipperiness of being lubed up.
"Then why did you spend so much time soaping us up?"
"'Cus yer worth soapin' up!" She casually ran her fingertips over Charlotte's shoulders, sending tingles down Charlotte's spine as she went to the room's walk-in closet. She pursed her lips in thought as she peering in. "Think Tera'll mind me borrowin' somma her goth clothes?"
Charlotte laid down on the bed. A vague hope came up that Sierra or Kim would do something with her on that bed."Do you even know what a goth is?"
"We had goths in my time! I'm surprised ya still got 'em in your-" She paused, holding up her finger. "Who's talkin' in the front?"
Tera sat naked on her counter, checking her (frankly perfect) nails while the boys argued. One of the sorority girls, the one Tera vaguely recognized as looking like her delivery driver if she'd been done over by the world's most gifted cosmetic surgeons, came over to her. She openly eyed up Tera's nakedness as she leaned on the counter with her back arched and her dark eyes staring up into Terra's. The delivery driver wasn't so bad herself. Long flowing black hair, big red lips, and all the voluptuous figure that being a sex doll implied.
"So," the driver said in a thick accent. "I am finally inside apartment, yes?"
"Looks like…" Tera tilted her head to where Derrick and Simon's conversation was getting animated. "What's got them worked up?"
"Derrick is thinkingk zhat zhe vay ve become sex dolls is not ok. Gloria fuck him several times… but this does not seem to change his mind." She thought for a moment. "Gloria is brunette vith big…" She mimed holding a chest slightly larger than hers.
Tera gave Gloria a look over, she was giving an indulgent look to the guy animatedly arguing with Simon (apparently named Derrick.). She was especially busty, and thanks to her sex doll nature they had an unreal forward projection. Of course any of them could be that big with a bit more air in them, but there was something to be said for natural tallent. The way she was looking at Derrick had Terra thinking of some dutiful wife standing next to her husband at a church barbeque. That had to be more than just "his air's inflating me." Tera had Simon's air in her and she wasn't looking at him all dewy eyed.
She just wanted Simon to fuck her. Maybe while laying on top of this delivery driver, with him taking turns while she kissed… "And your name?" Tera asked the driver.
"Yekaterina, but you call me Katya."
"Ok, Katya. What do you think about all this?"
"I am thingkingk…" She glanced over her shoulder at the argument, then back up at Tera. "Hyou are pornstar, yes?"
Tera was about to reflectively say she was a model, but cut herself off. If you couldn't admit it to a fellow sex doll then who could you admit it to? "More or less. It's mostly just posting pictures of myself in my underwear while looking sultry. It's not like I've been railed on camera." Though now she caught herself thinking: Why not? Maybe film Simon from the chest down as he pounded her on all fours? People would pay good money to see that.
"Zhen vat I am thingkingk is zhat hyou might haff some advice for girl that wants to quit deliveringk food on veekend?" She had similar coloration to Tera. Maybe she could do a shoot where she insinuated they were…?
The sound of Tera's bedroom door slamming got their attention. Immediately Simon and Derrick rushed over, while Tera and Katya exchanged looks. "I think we can work something out," said Tera as she hopped off of the counter. "Though first we should probably see what this shit is about."
One thing you didn't think about was that moving furniture was hard when you only weighed about 60 pounds. It didn't matter that Charlotte was as strong as she ever was, the bedside table pushed back on her just as hard. She needed Sierra's help to slide it in front of the door.
"Why do all her clothes have ta look so expensive?" Kim had a pair of leather pants in her hands that she turned one way and then another. "I don't wanna scuff up nothin' too bad."
"Just take whatever," said Charlotte. Despite the workout of moving the bedside table there was no strain in her voice. "Tera told me she mostly walks around naked when she's at home anyways."
"Oh, the universe just wanted that girl ta be a sex doll, huh?"
There was a pounding on the door. "Do you have Kim in there?" asked what sounded like Derrick.
"No!" said Charlotte.
"We're just having sex!" Sierra added.
There was a bit of noise like a struggle, and then Simon was speaking. "Charlotte? I made them promise they weren't going to pop Kim."
"That's nice," said Charlotte. "She doesn't really trust you though."
Kim had slid the leather pants on, and they were tight enough it was making her breasts bulge a bit bigger, to the point that she was struggling with the t-shirt she'd selected. She paused, sniffing the t-shirt. "Wow. Tera smells real nice."
Sierra spoke up. "Tera? Kim says you smell nice."
"Thanks," Terra called back. "I don't smell like anything anymore but thanks. Also can you open my door before these two mororns break it the fuck down?"
"In a minute," said Sierra. "Moving heavy things around isn't as easy as it used to be."
"Oh wow," said Kim as she struggled with a pair of Tera's boots. "She's got some tiny feet too. I can feel my toes squishin' up." She nodded to the door. "Go ahead and let 'em in."
Looking at Sierra and sharing a shrug, Charlotte grabbed one corner of the table and began to pull it away, her feet sliding over the ground as whatever she had that passed for muscles strained at the table.
Finally they had the bedside table pulled back enough that the others could get the door open enough for one person, and like the other room had been under pressure they all shot through to take up all of the space. All of them came to a stop in a semicircle around Kim, who was fully dressed in Tera's leather pants, boots and a concert t-shirt while leaning against the windowsill.
"Ok, Kim-" Derrick started, but Tera interrupted, she and Sierra casually wrapped in each others' arms.
"Damn," said Tera, who had slipped into Sierra's arms so that both were holding each other "that looks good on you."
"Thank ya!" Kim primped her hair and then settled her gaze on Derrick. "You deflated me."
"Because you were running around turning girls into sex dolls!" Derrick threw up his hands looking around at the various pnuematic (literally) women around him like he was the only sane man in a world gone mad.
"Oh, and all these gals're mad at me for doin' that?"
"Kim-"
"Or are alla ya' here because Derrrick promised ta fuck ya later?" She raised one hand to casually point around the room, taking in all of the sorority girls. One or two looked awkward, but many just shrugged an aknowledgement.
"Hi, Kim?" One of the sorority girls with dark brown hair and a giant chest even by sex doll standards stepped forward. "It's Gloria? We talked earlier."
"Ya mean I turned ya inta a hand puppet earlier." Kim said with a smile.
A connection formed in Charlotte's brain. "Gloria? Hi! We have the same philosophy class?"
"Oh, hi!" She gave Charlotte a brief wave.
"You look great."
"You're not so bad yourself." She shot Charlotte a wink, despite Derrick's rolled eyes. "What I wanted to say was that, while I enjoy all this…"
Charlotte's attention drifted away from the conversation. Simon was just leaning back near the door and viewing all of this with a detached look, and Charlotte sidled up to him. "Hey," she said, "what's this all about?"
"Derrick's mad at how many women Kim's turned into sex dolls."
Charlotte frowned. "I figured that out. I mean what has Derrick all worked up? You're the one who had your girlfriend turned into a doll. As far as I can tell-" And she tilted her head to indicate Gloria, who had a possessive hand on Derrick's chest as she spoke, "-he gained a girlfriend from all of this."
"I'm still not 100% ok with you being changed…" said Simon, speaking quickly to forestall her protests. "I get you're fine with it, I just wonder if you'll still be fine with it when you have to focus up and finish that essay this weekend."
"Ugh. Forgot about that." She felt her expression sour as she realized she may have just made Simon's point. "I'm still not going to let him pop Kim."
"Me neither."
Gloria was still speaking. "... so all in all I get things are tense with you and Derrick. We just want the box."
"The box?" Kim said innocently.
"The box all the plugs are in," Derrick said.
"I used up all the plugs last night."
Derrick took a deep breath. "You told Gloria it refill-" He held up his hands. "Just tell us where the box is and we'll leave you alone."
Kim's eyes narrowed. "Lookit you. Yesterday ya were all about fuckin' me without any questions. It was Simon that was worried about me bein' ok. Alla'a sudden yer all worked up on a crusade. Issit because it's happenin' to gals ya know? Or issit just'a way ta feel special?"
"Jeez," muttered Simon. "They were together for all of six hours. How are they having htis bad of a breakup?"
Derrick was pointing to the girls around him again. "You can't just run around changing women against their will! I'm not letting you leave until you give me the box."
Kim shrugged. "Well, I ain't got it. I never brought it here."
Derrick blinked. "Then where is it?"
She smiled and slid her arms behind her, "Wouldn't ya wanna know."
At this point Charlotte could practically hear Derrick's teeth grinding. This was a side to him she hadn't seen before, and if she was being honest it wasn't one she liked all that much. She got reigning Kim in, on an intellectual level if not an emotional one, but she couldn't help but think that Kim might have a point. Though honestly Kim seemed to be having fun pushing his buttons.Simon was right, this felt like being in the middle of two friends' ugly breakup.
At any rate it became moot, because in one quick motion Kim opened the bedroom window and fell backwards out of it.
Everyone in the ran to the window, which meant a bit of a crush but Charlotte somehow managed to get squeezed to the front. This meant she had an unobstructed view of Kim hitting the ground ass first in the middle of the street from six stories up… and bouncing.
She went up about ten feet, windmilling her arms and trying to get her feet under her. However she was no gymnast, and ended up faceplanting on the asphalt and bouncing a few more times before coming to a rest. Finally she stood up, ignoring the stares she was getting from the pedestrians on a busy street as she dusted herself off and cupped her hands to yell up. "Sorry about scuffing up your clothes, Tera!" And before anyone could react to that, she ran off.
Or rather, she sort of skipped. Each step ended up as a big leap that carried her about a dozen feet as she quickly went around a corner and made herself scarce.
"Well," said Simon, peering over everyone, "she's gone."
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