[TOY] Plaything

[skinstealer]

POLKA DOT: Hmm, for you…
POLKA DOT: Something elegant but cool.
POLKA DOT: I mean, I’m not picky- you’d look good in basically anything.
WILLOW: Hehehe…you’re too nice to me…
POLKA DOT: I mean it! But…
POLKA DOT: Something kind of gothic, maybe. I want to keep to the vibes you have going on, make sure you’re in your comfort zone.
WILLOW: That’s sweet…
POLKA DOT: Feels right to keep you feeling good right now though, right?
 

She nods, and pauses to think for a moment.

WILLOW: What kind of materials? I can make anything happen, so…
POLKA DOT: Dark lace, for sure.
POLKA DOT: And…maybe something tight, with a lot of coverage.
WILLOW: Lots of coverage?
WILLOW: I mean…that would help me feel way less self conscious, and I think I can pull the look off…I can do that.
 

She closes her eyes to focus for a moment, gathering her bearings, before a cloud of pixels swarms her body, fizzling out to reveal a full body, black, leather outfit. The main garment traces her body from the base of her tail to the lower third of her skull, almost as if covering her mouth, and is covered with a fantastic looking floor length jacket trimmed with black lace. It’s not quite what you’d expect compared to the things you saw in your research attempts, but something about it compels you- even moreso when you realize there’s small, diamond-shaped cutaways all along Willow’s torso, allowing that spooky glow to come through.

WILLOW: How’s this?
POLKA DOT: It’s perfect.
POLKA DOT: And…I want my turn, too.
WILLOW: Oh?
POLKA DOT: Yeah, you only live once, right? Dress me up.
 

Willow closes her eyes in a clear smile, turning back to her box.

WILLOW: What can I get you?
POLKA DOT: Any corsets in there?
WILLOW: Ohh, I do have one, actually…
WILLOW: It’d be interesting to see how it works on a hollow toy!
WILLOW: I wonder how much of your shape will be changed…
POLKA DOT: Exactly!
WILLOW: Excellent, then!
WILLOW: Anything else?
POLKA DOT: Hmm…thigh highs, fishnets, something along those lines?
WILLOW: I have just the thing, they’re these socks that have stripes of mesh and stripes of opaque fabric…
POLKA DOT: That sounds cute as hell.
WILLOW: It is.
WILLOW: So…you want me to put them on…?
POLKA DOT: Yes, please.
 

She fishes out the goods and floats on over, looking you up and down in your little party getup before setting the corset and socks to the side.

WILLOW: Give me just one moment with this outfit, it’s still so cute…
POLKA DOT: You really like it that much?
WILLOW: You really did pick something that highlights your body well.
WILLOW: I’m admittedly a little nervous about seeing you with nothing on, but…
WILLOW: I want this. And I want you.
WILLOW: And technically, you got to see my projection nude already, so we’ll be even.
POLKA DOT: Fair’s fair, and I trust you.
 

Your ghostly companion nods and starts undoing your outfit bit by bit, exposing more and more of your rubber form. Every time she brushes against your bare skin with her hands, you feel her warmth spread all over…even better, when she notices you enjoying it, she makes sure to keep her touches drawn out and lingering, tracing along the spot markings painted on your torso.

WILLOW: These are so cute…
POLKA DOT: You like them?
WILLOW: Mhm…It was a bit of a nice surprise finding out you had them on more than just your face, but I guess it makes sense.
WILLOW: Now I get to see all of them…
POLKA DOT: See? Nudity isn’t too bad.
POLKA DOT: You’re doing great.
WILLOW: With you, it’s a lot more comfortable.
 

Willow returns your affection with a kiss on each spot, getting a giggle out of both of you. She finally manages to work your whole outfit off, leaving you completely exposed.

WILLOW: …can I see something?
POLKA DOT: Go for it.
WILLOW: Lay down on your back…

You flop backwards, cupped gently by the bowl-shaped bed. She approaches slowly, tracing a hand around the edge of your flat-based body.

WILLOW: Well…you definitely have it. The hole, I mean.
POLKA DOT: Yeah? It look okay?
WILLOW: It’s…cute, actually?
POLKA DOT: Eh? It’s just a hole, right?
WILLOW: I-I mean, yes, just!
WILLOW: I think it’s cute!
POLKA DOT: You’re silly.
WILLOW: Just for you…
 

She almost moves to touch it, but hesitates.

WILLOW: I don’t want to go too fast. That’ll be for later.
POLKA DOT: Y-yeah, you got it…
WILLOW: …Roll over really quick.

You follow suit, your tail sticking straight up into the air. She reaches forward to feel it, getting a squeaky noise out of you that you swear you didn’t know you could make.

Both of you freeze.

WILLOW: …
POLKA DOT: …
WILLOW: That’s…
WILLOW: So cute…
POLKA DOT: I-it’s a reflex!
WILLOW: I know! But it’s so cute!
WILLOW: I didn’t know you’re sensitive there!
POLKA DOT: Neither did I, to be fair!
POLKA DOT: …okay, maybe a bit. I did poke around a little.
WILLOW: I feel so lucky…that’s one of my absolute favorite parts of you. It’s so sweet.
WILLOW: I-I mean, I love all of how you look, but…something about that just gets me.
POLKA DOT: Trust me, I noticed.
WILLOW: Hehe…
 

She rolls you back over and gives you a kiss, starting in on the socks. They’re black like the rest of her wardrobe, and when they slide on, you’re delighted to see the stripe effect looking dramatic as hell with your yellow legs.

POLKA DOT: That looks awesome.
WILLOW: You like them? You can borrow them whenever!
WILLOW: I love how they look on you too…
 

You can’t help but kick your legs around and pose after they’re on properly, and to your delight, it gets Willow laughing and looking at you with the warmest expression in her eyes. You can’t get enough of it.

WILLOW: Okay, corset next.
WILLOW: Sit up for this one.
 

You sit straight up at attention, Willow grabbing the corset and slowly wrapping it around your torso.

WILLOW: Okay, let’s see…I’m going to start lacing you up, okay?
POLKA DOT: Take your time.
 

You feel the intimacy of the situation set in as she slowly works the corset together, and you can’t help but feel a warm daze settle in over you…you can still hardly believe this is happening, and having this sort of thing together, just you and a super pretty girl dressing each other up…

It’s a dream come true, one you didn’t even know you had.

WILLOW: I’m going to pull it tight now, okay?
POLKA DOT: You got it!
 

You aren’t prepared for the squeak that bursts out of you when she pulls it tight, or the squishing that results- your midsection is squeezed together just enough to form a curve, and oh god, the sensation of it-

WILLOW: Is that okay?
POLKA DOT: Y-yeah…
POLKA DOT: Oh god, that’s…really nice.
WILLOW: I figured you’d like it, considering the talk of pressure earlier…
WILLOW: It looks so cute on you, even from behind.
WILLOW: Here…

She finishes tying it up and takes your wing in hand, leading you to a full length mirror.

Your formerly pear shape body now has a distinct curve in the middle- you’re still bottom heavy, but it’s almost like you have a subtle bust now- and you very much like that.

WILLOW: You’re so pretty…