The Cursed Doll

Chapter 15

Our preparations for the full moon were complete and we gathered on the roof in preparation ten minutes before the moon rise. Kissing Marc, Bryn smiled and placed himself on the divan nearest me. Aroused by the anticipation, I was already in my doll state, though still enjoying my freedom of motion and choice.

“I’m ready, Aled.” Raising his legs he spread them. “The moon should rise soon, and I want at least a few minutes to savour your entry before …”

Moving into place, I lowered myself, but first bent down and took his erection into my mouth, making him gasp. Then, kneeling, I let him guide my rigid rubber penis into position, and entered him as gently as I could. With the moon close to appearing I was already losing control, and my mouth remained in its open fellation form as I mounted him and he wrapped his raised legs over my back.

“O gods …” he said as I sank fully into him. He smiled. “Has anyone told you how bloody beautiful you are like this?” 

Before I could indicate my confirmation of Trefor’s frequent statements to that effect, I felt the moon rising and his eyes widened as the curse took him … 

“Oh fu …” he gasped as he became a doll, his skin the same shiny black as mine and his eyes featureless reflecting my rubber face as mine reflected his. His expression froze in a mixture of excitement, shock, surprise and pleasure and his mouth changed to that of a doll ready for fellatio. I would have liked to place my open O shaped mouth against his matching lips, but now, with the full moon gently rising, the curse took full control of me.

I was unable to move, locked in this position until ordered to move or the moon once more sank below the horizon. And now our users arrived and began to enjoy us. My butt was filled by a large cock even as someone repositioned my head and slipped his stiff member into my mouth. Below me, someone began to enjoy Bryn’s rigid member, and another used his mouth. In the full grip of the curse, I surrendered to the sensations being used created in my body, feeling the pleasure my users were getting from fucking my butt and my mouth, and savouring the copious amounts of cum they pumped into me.

Several times my position, and that of Bryn, was changed, though we remained joined throughout. At one point we were positioned so that I was seated, with a large dildo in my butt, and Bryn seated on my erection while we gave oral pleasure to a continuous stream of men. As always my focus was locked in the mounting desire to discharge my own load, but, again at this time and in this state, it was denied me. Beneath me, above me, in my lap, Bryn got as much attention and stimulation as I did.

It was a long night, my mouth always filled by an eager erection, and my butt receiving load after load of cum as well. Bryn’s mouth received as many fucks as mine and I knew his erection was getting plenty of attention. Every time my anus was fucked, the movement transmitted through my penis and into Bryn. I knew exactly what he was experiencing, having experienced it myself on the night I accepted the curse with Trefor. 

Eventually I sensed the moon setting, and after one last load of cum in my anus, we were being prepared for our return to flesh … My penis erupted into Bryn, and I felt an assistant beneath me catching Bryn’s ejaculations. Meridion, as ever expert and supervising our transition, had me separated from Bryn and secured as soon as my ejaculations ceased. I sucked the elixir gratefully, and shuddered as the surging sexual stimulants fought to return me to the doll form. Exhausted, I finally stabilised sufficiently to glance at Bryn, restrained on the couch to my right.

“That was …” he gasped, his voice a croak. “Amazing … scary too ...” Swallowing, he asked, “Is it always ..?”

“Yes,” I managed. “And we’ve two more nights to enjoy …” Swallowing, I shivered as a small puff of air whispered over my sensitised glans and my body threatened to ‘go doll’ again. “You get used to it.”

“You need to sleep now,” Meridion moved between us. He watched as we both drank the draft his assistants held. “You will swiftly discover, Bryn, that you need all your will power to avoid adopting the doll form when it will inconvenience you, or hinder your enjoyment of life, food or normal activity. Now sleep, tonight will be a fresh ordeal …”

It was as well we slept because our users on this second day were the extremely creative dungeon master apprentices. It amused Trefor and I to see Bryn and Marc’s reaction to watching us being prepared for it with harnesses and cuffs to which the players would be able to attach chains and other restraints. Both of them went ‘involuntarily doll’ and then submitted meekly to their own preparation.

A few minutes before the moon rose, I moved closer to Trefor and kissed him, both of us just holding onto our flesh state meant we could make it really intense. Then we parted, and positioned ourselves for the moon. 

“I love you, my darling. Enjoy serving our users tonight.” Holding his hand, I let myself go ‘doll’, and turned to our new companions. “Enjoy yourselves, Bryn, Marc … just remember to keep hold of who you are.”

Before they could respond, the moon began to emerge above the horizon and all of us sank to our knees, then bent forward and knelt, ready for use. We were not left waiting, our users arrived and soon had us arranged and restrained to their taste. Then the fun began …

As before, the apprentices were creative, and careful to ensure we got the maximum stimulation and the minimum ‘relief’. These guys were experts at it. The result was that we returned to flesh form strapped securely to our couches, and erupted our pent up ejaculations in almost continuous streams of semen and even then remained on the edge of arousal for some time until exhaustion took us into sleep.

Our users on our third night were more gentle, but no less creative, using us on each other, and enjoying using us to fellate them and to fuck our beautifully formed rubber bodies, or fuck themselves on our rigid erections. I received my eighth dose of cum after sunrise, the moon still just above the horizon. Then I was carried to my couch and strapped down just in time to have my ejaculation captured as I reverted to my flesh and blood self.

Beside me, Bryn moaned. “Is it like this every time?”

“Yes,” I heard Trefor respond. “But you get used to it.” He paused. “And I was a lot younger than either of you when I first experienced it.” A chuckle escaped him. “It used to scare me, but since Aled … Now I enjoy it.” 

It was evening when Trefor and I left our apartment and made our way down to the crypt to keep our promise to our predecessors. In the courtyard, I stopped him at the fountain. 

“Darling, the moon is rising. Will you sit with me and watch it? Then we can join our friends in the crypt and offer them their pleasure.”

“Why not, my love?” Kissing me gently, he led me to the stone bench. “Our friends won’t object.” He chuckled. “I wonder what Marc and Bryn are doing?”

“Discovering the pleasures and limitations of being rubber dolls I suspect.” I laughed. “I shall always remember Bryn’s face as the curse took him. He was still trying to talk when he transformed.”

“You should have seen your face when it took you the first time,” Trefor retorted. Slipping his arm round my waist, he hugged me gently. “Here comes the moon. Shall we …?”

“Yes.” I slipped my arm round his waist and let myself ‘go doll’ as he did the same. Turning my face to his, I placed my open ring against his and we kissed as the rising moon fell on our shiny rubber bodies. Our rubber tongues met and entwined and we shared our love for one another wordlessly.

“Our friends await us, love,” Trefor said, gently as we broke the kiss. 

“Then let’s go to them and give them their moment of freedom and pleasure.” 

Standing together, we linked hands and walked to the entrance to the crypt and descended into the quiet, dry chamber. The soft lighting played on the shiny rubber figures around the walls, and we stopped as two new figures moved to meet us. With all four of in default doll mode, there was a moment of confusion while we struggled to speak. Trefor was the first.

“Bryn. Marc, have you come to join us in our little ritual?”

I watched, slightly amused, as Bryn tried to reshape his mouth. 

“Eth,” he finally managed. “‘E uff to oo on uff oo oo.”

Marc just nodded.

“You want us to show you what to do?” Trefor asked and they both nodded. “Okay.” To me he said, “Take Bryn to meet Hedd and Ynyr and position him for them. I’ll take Marc to Poal and Aidan …” He smiled. “Then you can service Hedwig and Byron and I will give myself to Dylan and Edda.”

I understood him, and placed Bryn with his mouth engulfing Ynyr’s penis, and moved Hedd into place to enter his butt. As Hedd inserted himself with almost glacial slowness, I heard him ‘say’ ‘Welcome, Bryn. Don’t be afraid, we will guide you …”

Moving to the pair Trefor had indicated I should ‘service’, I bowed, positioned Byron as he liked, and seated myself on his long rigid cock, feeling it stretch my anal sheath as his lover, Hedwig gripped my face and my mouth filled it with his thick rubber penis and its huge glans.  

‘Thank you, Aled,’ I heard them say and I set to work with my tongue and flexed my anal sleeve to milk the long penis filling it. 

It took the four of us two hours to complete the circle, then we gathered in front of Ceran and Merthyn. 

‘Thank you all,’ we heard Merthyn ‘say’, ‘You honour us and give us pleasure.’ He paused. “Bryn, Marc, welcome once again to our fellowship. Go now with Trefor and Aled and learn to truly enjoy your rubber form. We are cursed to give pleasure to any who wish to use us, but we can give you the ability to enjoy both the giving of that pleasure and derive even greater pleasure than your users feel. Each of you, take my pizzle in your mouths, then leave us and take each other for your pleasure.”

Trefor stepped forward, bent and took the long animal penis fully into his oral sleeve. A tremor shook him, then he stood, smiled, and kissed the rubber face of Merthyn. Bryn followed, and repeated the action of Trefor, before I stepped forward and kissed the tip, tasting a salty sweetness, and then took him fully into my oral sleeve. My mouth sleeve filled with cum and I felt the tremor as it slid down my rubber gullet. Then I stood, kissed Merthyn and joined Trefor as Marc performed his obeisance.

Suddenly we were all in Trefor’s and my apartment. For a moment we stared at one another, then four oral sleeves engulfed four rigid rubber cocks and we surrendered to our  overwhelming desire for sexual pleasure. Something had changed for us all as we discovered that, not only were we now able to decide and initiate what we wanted from each other, but we were enjoying our sexual contact. Our orgy continued late, and eventually we slept.