The deliveryman for the Living Fuck Doll Program had left Kayla on Jim’s back doorstep, her body wrapped in brown paper with her head sticking out.

“Nice! They finally delivered my doll,” he said, picking her up and throwing her over his shoulder. “Nice and light too!”

Soon, he had the girl - who would be kept unconscious, pliant, and nourished by the implant in her abdomen - laid out on his couch and the tatters of her paper wrapping scattered around the room.

He pushed his cock into her mouth, enjoying the fact that he could shove it in all the way without so much as a gag or choke from her.

“So much better than the catalog said it would be,” he said, reaching down and shoving his thumb into her instantly wet cunt and a couple fingers into her ass. “Can’t wait to go round-the-world on you. Of course, I’ve got time. Got you on lease for three years.”

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