Catch of the Day

Chad re-read the instructions he'd hastily written to himself, mind swinging between focusing on the words and trying not to think about how he was likely just going insane. 

Step 1: Close and lock the door and pull down all shades.

Check. Now that he'd followed the first step, it no longer seemed so strange. It was just a list to follow.

Step 2: Place her on the bed.

Check. Chad took his silicone love doll, Janice, from her chair and laid her down just as she was, attired in jeans and a t-shirt. Normally he'd have undressed her first, but he wanted to follow the fish's instructions down to the letter.

Step 3: Place condoms and lubrication on a table nearby.

Done. He usually fucked Janice with a condom to make cleanup easy, and of course the lube was always nearby. Chad glanced at his doll, stomach tingling in anticipation. What would she look like alive? Would she still have the same expression on her face--trapped between surprise and pleasure? Would she speak? Would she always be alive, or only when she fucked him?

Or was this just the fish having a laugh at his expense?

Or did he need to commit himself to a mental institution right away? Sure, three years without sex (with a living breathing human, at least) could be tough on any adult man. But to believe that a magical fish would grant him a wish? Absurd. Straight out of a children's fable.

But it sure seemed real. He heard the fish's voice clear as day just before he was about to club it, promising him one wish if he'd let it go. Naturally, bringing Janice to life to fuck him at least once a day was the first thing that popped into his mind. Chad loosened his grip, the fish gave him the instructions, winked, and with a flap of its tail arced back into the water. Luckily he'd had a pen and scrap of paper in his pocket, and he wrote the instructions down while they were fresh in his mind.

Well, fairly fresh.

Step 4: Recite the fish's EXACT words.

Chad cleared his throat and hoped that he got it all down...

"Pretty dolly fast asleep
Powers gather from the deep
One desire, hand in glove
Rise and be the master of love."

The room fell still. Not a sound. Not a creak from the house. No birds sang outside. Chad's own breath seemed caught inside him, and he stared down at Janice, who continued to look straight up at the ceiling. Blood pounded in his ears as his eyes bore into his doll's figure, willing her to come alive.

A sharp sound came from outside, startling the breath from him. Heart racing he peeked between the blinds into the side yard. Nothing there. And as he calmed down he realized that his concentrating mind had only amplified a falling acorn into a firecracker.

"Idiot!" he said to himself. Nothing had changed, and the eerie silence had only been a self-generated illusion. And even if this whole episode hadn't been a delusion, he probably blew the spell by opening the blinds. Well, he thought, at least I still have Janice as she is, and he turned back to the bed.

But Janice wasn't on the bed. She was standing right in front of him.

"OhMyGod!.."

She still had a bewildered look on her face as she looked down at herself and all around the room, arms outstretched and motioning without meaning as she tested their movement. With a long gasp she took in a breath, rocking herself off-balance. Chad caught her before she fell, pulling his arm around her waist.

"Gotcher!" he said, taking the opportunity to pull her body a little closer. She was still silicone, but there was warmth to her now. And he'd never felt her breasts pressed to him quite this way, and they felt wonderful. Now the doll's eyes focused on his, and a hint of recognition was there. She pulled back to get a better look at him, arms crossed in front of her, depriving the view of of her ample bosom.

"Ch..Chad?" she said, as if seeing a friend of a friend at a party. 

"Yes! Chad! Your..." began Chad, but he couldn't think of just how to introduce himself. How did you tell a love doll that had just come to life that you've fucked every one of her holes at least a thousand times? "I'm your boyfriend."

"Yes, I know," said Janice, nodding up and down. She seemed very happy now, and her smile was sly and knowing. "Take off your clothes."

Woah! I guess she's not going to hold it against me, Chad thought, as he shed every scrap of clothing. Janice pulled off her shirt at the same time, and her breasts were more exciting to him than ever, framed by her long brown hair. Chad rushed forward and planted his hands on them. Janice gave a little gasp, but then backed him off.

"What?!" he said, anxious to find out how warm she really was. She smiled wickedly, disarming him, and then lowered herself down.

Warm silicone flesh surrounded his stiff rod, and he almost blew in her face. But Janice was masterful at stimulating him just enough and never too much. Chad watched as she pushed herself around his penis until she looked up at him.

"Close your eyes," she said, and he new that it was about to get better. Sure enough, the next thing he felt was both warm and wet. His doll had taken him into her mouth, which was now more pliable and, blessedly, capable of suction.

"Yes...yes..." moaned Chad as she slowly moved her lips up and down his shaft. He could hear her grab something from the night stand..."OH!"

A cold, slick sensation struck against his ass. The doll's finger rubbed in a gentle circle as she sucked him. Chad looked down to see Janice staring back up at him, her other hand in her crotch. She stopped all her ministrations.

"Okay, okay," said Chad. "I'll keep my eyes closed. And yes, it feels pretty good." His last girlfriend used to put a finger in him that way sometimes and he'd always enjoyed it. He closed his eyes and relaxed. Simultaneously, Janice continued on his penis as her lube-slicked finger slid into his anus. It was a well-coordinated maneuver and Chad nearly fell to his knees. The doll pushed her finger further into him and then turned her mouth on his balls. Her tongue licked against well-chosen spots and pleasure shocked through him. The finger dabbed against his walls inside, making him delirious. Now his legs began to wobble, and the doll took her finger out of him to guide him down with both hands so that he stood on his knees.

"Are you ready?" asked Janice.

"Hell yeah!" said Chad, catching his breath. He reached out to grab the condoms, but his doll snatched them from the table first. "Aren't you the eager one?"

"Yes, I am." Rubber in hand, Janice undid her jeans, slid them down and shook them off, revealing the lace-edged black panties that Chad usually kept her in. "I've wanted to do this for a long, long time."

There was a dangerous edge to her voice, and it turned Chad on. Janice slowly lowered the panties and Chad feasted his eyes on her glistening cunt. She began to rub herself with the hand that had the condom in it, reaching out to stroke him with her other. She leaned forward and hissed into his ear.

"I want to thank you for using a condom..most of the time," she said, finishing with a tongue swish. "And for taking good care of me...most of the time." Another tongue swish. For some reason, it made Chad think of the few times he might not have done the best by her. Like the time he came inside her before going out of town and didn't clean her up until he returned a week later. Or how he didn't get her repaired for three months after a small tear had appeared on her butthole.

But why did it matter? That was all before she came to life. How could she really remember? 

"And for being respectful of me...most of the time."

She began to work herself harder, breath quickening and breasts heaving. Was she remembering the times when he played a bit rough? Fucking her against the wall? Cumming in her face? 

Now the doll walked forward, mashing her cunt against his penis and pushing it up against his stomach. He could feel her clit throbbing against the base of his cock, and he wanted badly to push himself into her warm, tight confines.

"Say the last lines again," she said, panting.

"Huh?"

"The last two lines of the fish's spell...say them."

Chad struggled to remember anything at all, but then it came to him. "One desire, hand in glove...Rise and be the master of love."

"That's what I thought you said," said Janice, standing up and knocking Chad onto his back in the process. "Guess who's the hand and who's the glove."

The doll placed the condom against her clit, and it swiftly and smoothly filled up like a chubby little helium balloon, mushroom-capped at the end. Chad shrank back in horror as he realized his mistake.

"Rise and be thy master's love!" he shouted. "That's what I meant to say!"

Chad's love doll looked down at him as she stroked her new-grown penis. "You were granted one wish, and you said what you said," replied Janice, letting her penis bob free. "Be careful what you wish for...and how you wish for it!"

"Wait, baby, wait!..."

But it was no use. Chad's chestnut-haired beauty fell upon him with pent-up intensity. Her smooth silicone thighs slid against the back of his as he tried to crawl away. Her cushy breasts pressed down on his back as her mouth nipped and sucked at his neck and ears. Her arms held him still as her ass slid up and back, moving her penis into position. Chad wiggled to try and shake her, but Janice managed to slide with him.

"You designed me the way you liked and you bought me. You had your way with me for two years," she said, penis beginning to push against him. The head popped inside and Chad winced.

"I was lonely!"

"And so you made a wish and brought me to life to be your living fuck-toy," continued Janice. "Well, it looks like I got my wish too!"

Chad was powerless as the doll's penis slowly made its way inside him, and it felt a hundred times thicker than her finger. Flecks of pleasure twinkled through the pain, and he struggled to relax.

"Shhhh...." said Janice above him reassuringly as she penetrated him. "If you keep yelling like that I'll come too soon."

He hadn't realized he'd been hollering, and now he felt the pain rapidly recede, replaced by a warm, heavy and sweet sensation.

"There...yesss," said the love doll. "I see why you liked this so much..."

And with a pivot of her hips, Janice began to fuck her owner. As the sensations shoved his mind around, Chad imagined what it must look like, the silicone doll on top of him, thrusting, thrusting. Her long hair tossing with the more violent movements, her entire feminine shape writhing as it soaked up pleasure from him. Smoother and smoother she worked, slopping into him with sounds like little waves against a levy. 

He wanted it to stop. He wanted it to last forever. The doll began fucking him faster.

"Oh god, my penis...it's doing something...oh, shit!..."

Chad felt the spasming inside of him as her penis thrust inside and stayed there. It triggered something inside him as well, and he came between his belly and the floor. Janice collapsed on top of him, breathing heavy.

"Oh yeah...I fucked you pretty little ass good..." she said, gyrating herself against him once more for good measure as she went limp. "Every day, baby. Every day."

The words made Chad's mind go numb. Was this for real? Was his own fuck doll going to bugger him every day for the rest of his life? He'd enjoyed it, yes. But every day? And would he ever get to feel her pussy?

The doll slid off of him and dressed herself as he lay there. Through bleary eyes he saw her pull up her panties, barely managing to stuff her cock inside. Then up went her jeans, hugging her broad hips, and down came her t-shirt over her torso. She sat down in her chair by the bed, legs apart, and leaned back. It was ten full minutes before Chad realized she hadn't made a sound.

"Janice?"

But when he looked down at her, she showed no signs in life. It was as if it had never happened, and she looked just as she did before. 

Except for the bulge in her jeans. Chad rubbed at his ass, wondering how he'd get out the mess he'd created, and decided he'd be able think better after a bath. And as he sat soaking, he realized he only had one option.

Go fish.