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From Donny To Dolly by Throne First Donny had an argument with his girlfriend Tess. He stormed out of the apartment they shared and went for a coffee. He hoped she would be over the upset he had caused, by the time he got back, so he could get some afternoon delight. On his way home he ran into her friend Merlina, the oddball who insisted she was some kind of a witch. Tess had just phoned her and poured out her heart. Merlina had never approved of Donny to begin with. She stayed calm and said she thought Donny could provide a lot of comfort to his girlfriend, with a few changes. She even took Donny's hand and said she felt sure he was going to change. While they were touching, she put her other hand on that phony-baloney thing she wore on a chain, around her neck, which was supposed to be the source of all her delusional magic. A tingle ran up his arm and he blinked several times. She released her amulet and then freed his hand. He took a step back and shook his head. Merlina told him, "Have a nice day, Donny. I suggested to Tess that she get out for a while. I'm sure she'll be back soon." "Whatever," he said, wishing he hadn't encountered her. The sturdily built young man scratched at the stubble on his jawline, turned away, and started back for the apartment. Merlina pushed her straight black hair off her shoulder, patted her bangs, and smiled to herself. She glanced back over her shoulder at Donny's receding figure. He would definitely be providing his girlfriend with lots of comfort, quite soon. An hour later, Tess got back to her place. She was still irritated by Donny's outburst. It had helped to talk to her girlfriend but she still needed to unburden herself further. Donny wasn't anywhere to be seen. Tess went to the bedroom, thinking that lying down for a while might help. She was surprised to find a giftwrapped package, slightly bigger than a shoebox, on the bed. Had Donny finally showed some empathy for a change? The excited girl removed the paper carefully and took off the lid. Lying in a bed of pink tissue paper was a sweet- faced, plastic doll, with blond hair like Tess's own. It resembled a young woman about her age, complete with a substantial bust, narrow waist, and flaring hips, and was dressed in a simple, removable outfit of blouse and shorts. It was quite lifelike. When she picked it up, she found it was soft to the touch, and poseable. There was also a folded note in the box. She took it out and opened it. The note read, "Tess. I'm sorry I've been so insensitive. Hope you can forgive me. I'm going away for a while to rethink the way I've treated you. I will understand if you find someone else. Meanwhile, you can confide your feelings to sweet Dolly here, who will be a better listener than I ever was, I'm sure." It was signed, "With sincere apologies, Donny." Tess held the note in one hand and the doll in the other. She set down the note. A pleasant ripple ran from the lifelike figure to her shoulder. She sat on the edge of the bed. Donny had been temperamental lately, more than before. The thought entered her mind, unbidden, that it would be helpful for them to have some time apart. She hugged the doll to her substantial bosom, thinly covered by a lightweight top, and considered that it might even be a positive thing for her to see someone else. That note was so uncharacteristically sweet, the doll such a thoughtful gift, and the rainbow-colored wrapping so neatly put on, it was like someone different had done it all. Still, she would miss having someone to have there with her. The suggestion echoed in her mind, that she should share her feelings with Dolly. She looked down at the smiling face that was nestled between her plump breasts. "Are you a good listener, Dolly?" Donny gaped up at the huge visage looming over him. It was Tess. What the hell had happened? Why was he wearing girl's clothes? Why did he have blond hair down to his shoulders? And most importantly, why did he have those sizable tits, that he could tell were actually part of him. Tess pressed him more firmly to her knockers. He could feel the softness and warmth of them, which were such a turn-on. Donny became aroused, but without the familiar presence of an erection between his legs. She snuggled him in her deep cleavage, with only the thin top she wore between him and those hills of female sexiness. Her eyes went to his and she sighed. "I guess it's for the best that Donny went away for a while, Dolly," she said with calm resignation. "And it honestly was thoughtful of him to give me you. That was so unlike the Donny I knew. He was always so selfish. Especially in bed." She lowered her voice, as if someone might hear. "Every time he thought I was having an orgasm... I was faking it." What? No. Donny couldn't believe that. He considered himself quite the cocks-man. How could a girl not be pleased during sex with him? As if to answer his unspoken question, she went on, "And his dick wasn't the best. A little less than average size." Hey. He hadn't been the most well-hung guy in the locker room, but he wasn't as small as she made it sound. Was he? It was hard to maintain his masculine self-assurance while he was dressed the way he was, with tits growing on his chest, and the mounting conviction that he no longer possessed a penis. Tess shook her head. "But now I have you, Dolly. You can live here in my bedroom and we'll even sleep together. Won't that be nice?" Donny was still registering stimulation in his phantom limb, which is to say the spot where a dick should be. The need to get some relief was rising. She gave him a kiss, her lips covering his entire lower face. It was weirdly erotic and his sexual temperature continued to rise. "Now you sit right there, sweetie, while l get changed," she told him. "Okay?" Tess sat the cloth figure up against her pillow. He could smell the scent of her hair, and a whiff of the mild perfume she favored. She got up and pulled her top over her head. Those glorious tits were barely contained by a lavender bra with abbreviated cups. The tops of her areolae peeked at him. If he still had lungs, he would have been panting. The bra had a front clasp, which she unhooked. As if she was performing for him, she eased the halves away and took a deep breath, showing off what she had to full advantage. Tess threw back her arms and stretched, intensifying the tantalizing scene. Then she leaned back against her dresser, facing him, to lift each foot in turn and remove her shoes. OMG, he was so turned on. There was a throbbing ache where his balls used to exist. Tess did a sort of squirming dance, while standing in place, as she wriggled out of her snug slacks. There she stood, in nothing but bikini panties that clung to her pubic mound. She came over, planted her hands on the mattress, and got her face close to his. "We're not going to worry any more about that stinky old Donny, are we Dolly? Hmmm?" Her breasts shifted as she raised her chin and looked past her pert nose at him. Tess smiled and his need for her went through the roof. Even without balls, he was getting blue balls. She straightened up, skinned the tight panties down her legs, and stepped out of him. There was the muff he loved to penetrate. Naturally, he did that only with his shaft, and never with his tongue. On the other hand, he expected BJs from her, on demand. She turned away and bent slightly forward to open her panty drawer. Tess took her time, while he sweated bullets, or would have if he still had sweat glands. She found what she wanted, thong panties in shocking pink. Why hadn't she ever worn those for him? She got them on, selected a crop top and scandalously brief shorts. The outfit was completed with sandals that had thick cork soles and crisscrossing laces that went almost to her knee. Tess applied some make-up and fussed with her hair. She selected some cheap but showy jewelry. Somehow, she looked better, more at ease, than when she'd been going out with Donny. Just then, as if it was foreordained, the doorbell rang. Tess used the intercom and found out it was Merlina, who she promptly buzzed through the security door. As soon as her friend was in the apartment, Tess told her about Donny's apology note, and that he had left her something. "Really?" Merlina sounded surprised... sort of. "What did he give you?" "Come take a look," Tess offered, and headed straight for the bedroom. Donny heard them in the other room and saw them come through the door. Behind Tess, the other girl smirked when she saw him. "That's so cute," Merlina enthused. "What do you call her?" "In Donny's note he used the name Dolly, so that's who she is." "From Donny to Dolly. How about that? May I hold her?" "Oh, sure." Tess took the figure and handed it to Merlina. The way she held it, the ball of her thumb was on one breast, and the tip of a finger from the other hand was under the dress. With her body blocking Tess's view, she massaged the boob and stroked between the legs. Donny wanted to holler. It was sheer sexual torment. Merlina pretended to study his face, but she was grinning maniacally. At last she gave him a broad wink and replaced him on the bed. "You know," Merlina suggested, "what you need is to get out for a while. How about we hit the mall?" "Okay. Sounds good. Let me check myself in the bathroom mirror, and then I'll be all ready." "Take your time. I'm going to get a better look at Dolly." As soon as Tess was gone, Merlina told Donny, "Honestly, this is better for her. And considering the kind of boyfriend you were, it'll be good for you, too. I lost count of how many times you hit on me when she left us alone together for even two minutes. And that was despite you not liking me. So just relax and enjoy your new identity." He wanted to scream. She set him against the pillows again. The panties Tess had removed were still on the spread. She picked them up and draped them over his head, with the gusset against his face. Merlina made an air kiss and walked away. She flicked off the light switch as she left. His head was filled with the musky fragrance of Tess's most intimate part. This couldn't be happening. It was so overwhelming that he couldn't think straight. How long were they going to be gone? All Donny could do, for however much time they took, was to stay there, bathed in his girlfriend's -- make that EX-girlfriend's -- pussy aroma. No matter how much he tried to focus his mind on something else, it was hopeless. A wild craving seized him. He wanted sex. Needed it so badly. And couldn't do a single thing to get it. The girls eventually returned. He heard them laughing. Merlina said, "Let me get Dolly, so we can have a fashion show." The light came on and she went straight to Donny. The panties were taken off his head, but it was like he'd never be able to stop smelling that persuasive odor. She picked him up, gave his bottom a squeeze, and took him away. Tess was seated on the sofa, looking happy and relaxed. There were several shopping bags near her. She held out her hands, looking like an eager pre-teen, and her friend handed over the doll. Tess laid Donny on his back. Merlina sat on the other side of him. He was gazing up at the pair of gigantic females, overcome by a sense of vulnerability. Tess rummaged around in one of the bags and came out with -- doll clothes! And he could see that they were in his size. Tess said, "Thanks for this great idea. The doll that Donny gave me looks fine already, but it will be fun to put her in different outfits." "She'll make a lovely display piece. And I love his idea that you can share with her. I mean, lots of people talk to their pets. So why not with your doll? Now let's decide what to put her into first." Donny was infuriated. He didn't want to be dressed up girly, and gawked at. But Tess was already stripping off the clothes he had arrived in. "Oh my," Tess said. "She has little nipples." She went further. "And she's anatomically correct down below. This sure isn't a doll for kids." "I'll say she's not. Dolly is a naughty girl. So, she needs the right outfit. How about that one I treated you to?" "Really?" Tess hesitated. Then she gave in. "I suppose that if she's equipped to do the nasty with guys, it's all right for her to dress the part." Minutes later he had been dressed as a slut. There was a black vest with only a lacy lavender bra under it, and a teeny red skirt. Tess held him up and chuckled. "Oh, Merl, this is terrible." "No, it's not. It's funny. Here, let me have her for a minute." She took the doll and walked it along. Then she gave it a sultry voice. "Hey, fellow. Want to have some fun? I've got a mouth that just won't quit." Tess made a disapproving face, but then dissolved into laughter. "All right. You win. Dolly can be a part-time hooker." Donny cursed silently to himself. At the same time, his personality was being absorbed by the identity that Merlina was creating. She spoke some more solicitation lines, at the same time that she was surreptitiously stimulating him under that miniskirt. He got confused between the pleasure and the words she was speaking for him. He even found himself becoming the slutty prostitute, at some level. It didn't help when Merlina made some especially lewd and kinky suggestions. "Ha," said Tess. "She would have been perfect for Donny. I mean, before he realized he was acting badly and tried to mend his ways." "Oh?" Merlina said innocently. "How bad was he?' Tess started talking and it turned into a litany of his bad habits and shortcomings. He cringed mentally at some of the truths she was relating. Donny had been self-centered and inconsiderate, as well as sexually demanding. Then it was Tess's turn to dress him. She took off those insulting tramp clothes. But what she put him into was almost as bad, in its own way. This time it was a short-sleeved white blouse, and a tiny plaid skirt with pleats. He had been made to resemble a schoolgirl, in uniform. As Tess hugged him to her chest, the arousal he felt from being against her breasts, became confused in his mind with having to wear that demeaning costume. After that there was a beauty queen gown, and finally a sporty retro outfit, ideal for backyard cookouts. "So," Merlina said, after they both stretched out on the bed, with Donny leaning against the pillows, between their heads. "What are you going to do now that Donny's not around?" "Well, I guess I'll take some time and..." "No, no, no," Merlina cut her off. "When you fall off a horse, you have to jump right back on. What about Rob? He always liked you." "Gee." Tess became thoughtful. "I could talk to him, maybe." "Sure, you could. Let me give him your number and make a friendly suggestion. Just give it a chance. See if anything happens. That's all I'm saying." "When you put it that way, it makes good sense." The very next night, Tess got a call. She was on the bed, in shorty pajamas that showed off her arms and legs. She had been idly flipping through a magazine. Donny was next to her. As she held the phone to her ear and turned onto her side, her heavy left boob just about buried him. It was so warm and soft. He wanted to simply melt into it. But his brief reverie was spoiled when he had to listen to her half of the conversation, as she happily chatted with Rob. "It's so good to hear your voice. Me too. Well, yeah, from when we all used to go down to the lake, to swim. Him? He took off somewhere, to get his head together. Actually, no. Donny turned out to be kind of controlling and a jerk. That's true. Oh, I'd love to. Saturday would be fine. Let me give you my address." With her weight atop him, all that yielding roundness, Donny was in an ecstasy of arousal, simultaneously with being torn by pangs of jealousy. That damn Merlina had hooked Tess up with Rob and it was moving forward predictably. The two guys had taken gym class together, so Donny knew he was outclassed in all physical aspects. Saturday arrived. Tess took Donny with her to the bathroom and sat him on the toilet lid while she got ready for a bath. He could only sit there as she slowly undressed, ran her hands over her curvy figure as the water ran and the room heated up, and then got into the tub to luxuriate with her eyes closed. When she got up, he saw her substantial curves, all wet and glistening. She used liquid body wash, spreading it around with her fingers. Donny could imagine what it would be like to run his hands all over her slippery skin. He ached with frustration. Tess closed the curtain, which still allowed him to see the outline of her enticing figure as she showered off and washed her hair. She stepped out and dried off with an oversized towel, relishing how good it felt. The girl was probably also anticipating her upcoming date with Rob. At least, that was what Donny assumed. As she dried under her weighty breasts, she said, "This is going to be quite a change, I'll bet. You know, Dolly, with Donny, he mostly just wanted to stay here and have sex. It wouldn't have been so bad if he was better at it." She leaned down as if to share something confidential. "Or if he'd been better equipped for the job, if you know what I mean. Anyway, I hope this works out with Rob. He's better looking and sure has a better personality than you-know-who." Tess blow-dried her hair and did her make-up. She brushed out her blond locks and used some product to give them more body. She took Donny back into the bedroom and set him on the dresser, while she picked out something to wear. First came sexy lingerie and then a flattering dress. After she was done, she looked at the doll. "We have a little time before that dreamboat gets here. How about if I dress you up for date night, too? Okay?" Donny didn't need yet another indignity piled atop all those he had already endured. He tried to plead with his eyes but that was impossible. She checked through the doll clothes and found something she thought was appropriate. Oh, no. It was a party dress in bubblegum pink, that showed off his deep cleavage up top and his shapely legs down below. There was a sash around the waist. She said, "I'll have to make sure I show you to Rob. But not too much, or he might want to steal you away." Jeez. Could this get any worse? Of course it could. She took Donny and set him on the table in the entranceway. Rob showed up a few minutes before six. He was the same blond-haired, athletically built, tall guy who Donny remembered. If anything, the past few years had improved him. His boyish charm had been enhanced with mature poise. Tess went to him and they shared a hug that went on too long for Donny's already frayed nerves. Rob had picked out a place to go for dinner but politely asked if it was acceptable to her, too. Donny had never bothered to take her wishes into consideration. She was thrilled with Rob's choice. It even earned him another hug, one that led to a tender kiss. Rob noticed Donny and said, "That's a cool doll. She's pretty, like you." Tess laughed. "That's Dolly. She's my new girlfriend. You have to behave, because she's also our chaperone." "You're bringing her with us?" "No, silly. I mean for when we get back here. To make sure you don't try to get too forward with me." "I'll remember that," he said with a smile. "Now how about we go see what's on the menu?" "Okay." To Donny she said, "Bye, bye, Dolly." Rob added, "See you later, cute stuff." Donny had to sit there for several hours, stewing over what he'd just seen and heard. When the happy couple returned, Rob was carrying a bag with the logo of a big-name bookstore on it. Tess said, "That was so thoughtful of you to take me to Books-A-Lot." "I remembered how you liked to read, back in school." "And that book you recommended is just perfect." "Do we have to get Dolly's approval, before you read it?" She grinned. "I don't know. Why don't I get us each a glass of wine, and we can ask her?" She picked up Donny and said to him, "You keep an eye on this guy tonight, Dolly." "Would you like any help?" "No, thanks. But you can take Dolly to the living room and get the two of you comfortable." He took Donny and sat on one end of the sofa, propping the female likeness up against a lamp on the end table. Tess returned with two stemmed glasses of cabernet sauvignon red. She handed one to Rob and sat very close to him. They clinked glasses and sipped appreciatively. He held his glass against Dolly's painted-on, cupid's-bow lips, as if sharing with her. Donny could smell the heady bouquet. It made him dizzy. What would it do to Tess? And to her inhibitions, if they hadn't already been dispelled by Rob's manly presence? The pair chatted briefly and then the kissing began. The two of them touched each other, here and there. Tess impishly offered, "Would you like to see where Dolly usually stays... in my bedroom?" "I'd love that, if it's all right with her." "Well, she'll be coming with us." "I wouldn't have it any other way." They stood up. He took Dolly in his large hand and passed her to Tess. They embraced, with Dolly being held against Rob's lower back. As Tess's hand slid lower, Donny found himself with his face against the guy's firm butt. Then Tess led her date to her bedroom. She still had Dolly in her hand. He carried their wine and set it on the nightstand. "So," Rob said, "you're not afraid of Dolly coming between us?" "She might try. I'll bet she has some naughty tricks." Tess giggled and pushed the doll's face against Rob's crotch. Donny went hot and cold at the same time, all over. Tess rubbed him against the obvious bulge of Rob's cock, which rapidly expanded. Rob wrapped one arm around her shoulders and drew her in for a deep kiss. Donny was stuck between them. To him, Rob's tool was as thick as a rolled-up sleeping bag, and as long as an unrolled one. It was monstrous. And Tess was still teasing it with Donny. To the victim of Merlina's magic, the experience was at once revolting and weirdly erotic. Maybe, because he was in Tess's hand, her sexual energy was being channeled into him. The couple moved to the bed. Tess lightly tossed Donny to the center of the mattress. He was face up and could see them peripherally as they undressed each other, pausing only to kiss and touch, so much more lovingly than it had ever been with Donny and Tess. Rob sounded genuinely involved when he asked her if he should use a condom. She said that he didn't have to, because she was taking something to prevent accidents. Naked, she got onto the bed and arranged herself on her back, one hand thrown across her impressive bust with false modesty, a coy expression on her pretty face. Too bad for Donny that her wide ass was on him, so that his body was wedged between her cheeks. He was able to peek out through the juncture of her legs, his head directly below her vulva. Was the wine preventing her from noticing him? Or was it Merlina's magic, which he now wholeheartedly believed in? He felt the mattress sink slightly as Rob joined her. There was a period of what must have been foreplay. Rob could hear their love talk. What they said was enough to stoke his jealousy and bruise his ego, at the same time it tickled his libido. Then the mattress sank again, as Rob got on top of Tess. Donny had an upside- down view of his competition's rigid pole approaching Tess's love nest, and slowly entering, all the way to the root. No, no, no. That was followed, inevitably, by the up-down, timeless rhythm of intercourse. He had to watch Rob's rod as it worked like a piston, tirelessly, right above his eyes. Tess moaned and squirmed her wide hips. That chubby bottom ground down on Donny. The contact sent messages of pleasure through him, though never quite enough to give him release, if he was even capable of achieving that. It went on and on, much longer than it ever had when he was in Rob's position. Tess was driven to multiple orgasms. Donny remembered what she had said previously, about how she had only faked them with him. He was sure what was happening on top of him was real. The impassioned lovers built toward a climax. This time, Rob allowed himself to join her and they exploded together. Then there was a long slow descent from the heights, as some of Rob's hot and plentiful semen oozed down onto Donny's face. Tess's breathing slowed to normal. She sighed contentedly. "That was incredible. I never knew it could be so good. And you held back until I got everything I needed." "It was my pleasure," he said sincerely. "And I hope it will be again." "Oh, yes. Again and again." Donny was tumbling down into a pit of defeat. Rob got off of Tess, but she stayed where she was, unaware of her EX being pinned beneath her. Donny could only lie there, in the valley of her ass, Rob's cream on his features, while his mind continued to confuse stimulation and humiliation. Later, after Rob was gone, Tess discovered Donny and gently cleaned his face with a tissue, cooing apologetically to Dolly. She talked to the doll but didn't mention Donny at all. It was as if he had already been forgotten. The next afternoon, Merlina paid a visit. She had a package with her, a box about the size of the one Dolly had arrived in, tied with string. She gave it to Tess. "A little gift for you," she explained. "And for Dolly, who I didn't want to be jealous of Rob, after you two hit it off pretty well." "Pretty well? That's an understatement. I won't be able to get enough of him. And I mean emotionally and the other way, too." "Oh? Good in bed?" "A hell of a lot better than Donny ever was." Merlina chuckled. "Well, this gift should make sure that Dolly is as happy as you." Tess untied the knot in the string and gingerly lifted the lid off the box. Looking up at her was a new doll, a male one, who looked not unlike Rob. He was clad in artfully crafted jockey shorts, that made it plain he was as realistic down there as Dolly. He also had on a sleeveless undershirt that showed his arms had been designed to appear muscular. "He's gorgeous," Tess enthused. "I love that handsome face. And the blond hair, even though it's just artificial, like the rest of him." Holding up a handled shopping bag, Merlina added, "And he comes with a complete wardrobe. Even a leather outfit, for when he and Dolly want to play kinky games." Tess was delighted. They had some wine and examined the plentiful supply of outfits. In a giddy mood, Tess dressed him in the leather vest and chaps, with his lifelike male member on display. The girls had a good laugh about that. Then she put him on the bed, leaning against the pillow. She set Donny so close that he was touching him. Merlina reached in and draped the new doll's arm over Dolly's shoulders. "What do you want to name Dolly's boyfriend?" "He's so butch in that get-up. How about... Spike?" "Perfect. Especially with that big spike between his legs." Tess tittered. "I hope it's not to much for Dolly." Merlina announced that she was hungry, and offered to take Tess to lunch, in celebration of the get-together she had facilitated between her girlfriend and the new man in Tess's life. Tess made a joke about giving the new doll bedmates some time to get acquainted. Merlina smiled devilishly. Tess primped a bit and then they were gone. Donny lay there, smelling the persuasive scent of Spike's leather clothes. He was able to see that disturbingly big cock. To Donny's surprised horror, Spike sat turned toward him, all on his own. He nodded his head and leered. "Nice to meet you," he said, his voice deep and rough. "Want to get busy?" He leaned down to press his mouth against Dolly's. To Donny's shock, his own lips parted and Spike drove his tongue between them, crudely exploring. His hands went to Dolly's big tits. He said something lewd and got on top of her. Donny found that he could move but was much to weak to resist Spike's rude advances. The big male doll moved upward until he was straddling Donny's chest. Spike rubbed his organ all over Donny's writhing lips and gave himself a rampant erection. Then he shifted around until he was lined up with Donny's mouth. "Remember how you made Tess suck you off all the time, with no paybacks for her? Well, sweetheart, now it's time to even that score, and I'm the one who's going to make it happen." Donny couldn't believe this new development. There were powerful stirrings between his thighs. Spike got a hand down there and one thick finger jabbed inside. Oh no. Along with his mouth, Donny had become a real girl down there, too. This was not going to end well. Especially because he was beginning to crave what Spike had to give him. It was repellant, it went against every part of his male ego, it was horrid, but he needed it so badly. The ideas Merlina had put into Donny's head earlier, when he was dressed like a hooker, gained new life. He understood without being told that Spike was a selfish partner and would never give him the deep satisfaction he hungered for. Instead, he would bring Donny to the edge, every time, and always leave him desperate for more. "Open wide," Spike said with a taunting tone. "Here comes your lunch. And we've got hours before those girls get back." ********* (Hope you enjoyed this tale of a magical makeover. One of my previous stories, HER SEXY DRESS, involves a guy being turned into that titular piece of clothing. MY GF'S HALLOWEEN COSTUME has a fellow made into guess-what. My very first post, LITTLE DAVEY, is about a boyfriend getting transformed into a dildo.)