The Caretaker 03 (Patreon)

I woke up the next morning when the first rays of the sun streamed through the window, straight onto my face. Suddenly, images of the marathon sex session I had with Norah came to my mind. I looked next to me and saw her cuddled tenderly against me. She had an unusual expression of sweetness. Further on the sofa, was Norah's fake body with clear evidence of having been used for the wildest sex.

I got up very carefully trying to not wake Norah up. I slid out of the bed as gently as I could and left her tucked under the sheets as I went to shower and get dressed. I had taken a great risk sleepingin Norah's bed. I doubt my facade of being gay would have worked if someone caught me.

When I got out of the shower I started cleaning the best I could, picking things up off the floor and cleaning Norah's fake body. It was amazing how realistic it was. It even had synthetic freckles, blemishes and veins. I blushed a little when I remembered everything we did last night.

As I was putting the silicone doll in the closet when I heard Norah begin to stir. I approached her slowly, not wanting to startle her or anything. Her eyes were barely cracked open when I softly brushed aside her bangs, allowing her eyes to be more visible. She blushed.

"Good morning," I said, "did you sleep well?"

She blinked a bit confused, then sat back trying to adopt her distant attitude again. “Yes, I was able to sleep well. Yesterday I used a lot of… energy,” she said then looked at me with a slightly softer expression than usual. “Thank you Victor, you really helped me a lot.”

I picked her up carefully, wrapped her in a very fluffy robe, and took her to the bathroom to wash the remaining traces of our fun off her soft body. I sat her in her special tub and did my best to bathe her, although with a body like hers it was very difficult to clean her without touching any erogenous zones. She let out little moans of pleasure when I brushed some of her genitals or breasts.

"Sorry, I think I still need a little more practice," I said.

"Don't worry, Victor. I have no problem with you touching me,” she said, her tone a bit more flirty than normal. While I was cleaning her, she started talking to me. “Victor, I knew you were studying… something related to medicine, right?"

"Yes. I was studying nursing, although I had to quit due to lack of money," I told her while I washed her many breasts. "Although now I want to go back to studying medicine…"

"Wow, you're ambitious... aaahh..." Norah let out a moan when I passed the sponge through her vagina to the middle of her chest, "…and do you want to study a specialty?"

"I hadn't thought about it, but now I think I should go for one related to mutants," I told her as I began to dry her off. "Knowing you has made me think about how much I could help girls with mutated bodies."

I noticed that Norah blushed a little. “I'm glad to know that I've inspired you that way. Although the truth is I hope to solve my problem long before you would graduate.”

"Do you insist on the Mutagen?" I said, worried.

She looked to the side with a slightly annoyed gesture. "Victor, I know you think I'm being stupid, but I want to take the risk."

"Norah, there are people who have ended very badly playing with that. I even know of women who have died as dust," I said.

“I know, and I will still take that risk. Please, I need your support,” she said. Even her eyes were pleading with me.

"Ok, but I want you to know I think this is a bad idea," I said as I took a dress in my hands to put on her. Norah stopped me.

“Don't dress me Victor. Today is the day my parents let me go outside for a while wearing the silicone body. Please bring it,” she asked me.

I brought the freshly cleaned body and put clothes on it according to Norah's instructions. I dressed it up in a beautiful pastel pink short dress, pink platform heels, and matching accessories. Then gently separated Norah's head and connected it to her fake body. The sensation of penetr ation drew a small moan from her. Once dressed, I picked her up and placed her on her wheelchair.

"How do I look?" Norah asked me, her voice projected from her little distorted body.

"You really look very beautiful. Like a dream," I said as I fixed her dress.

“Don't be so flattering, but thank you. A girl like me will always be happy to feel pretty,” Norah said.

“Yes, my only regret is that we cannot talk while we walk. Because your body stays here,” I told her.

Norah smirked. “I already thought of a solution to that contingency. Go into the closet and bring the big stuffed animal that I have on the third shelf.”

I went into the closet and came out with a sizeable bear stuffed toy that I placed on the bed according to her instructions.

"Now open its closure and take out the stuffing bag," Norah told me. "This stuffed animal is easy to wash and remove the stuffing. That's actually why I asked my parents for it."

Indeed the stuffing of the bear was easy to remove, leaving the body empty.

"Now put my body inside," she told me. "No one will notice anything strange about a beautiful girl in a wheelchair with her favorite stuffed animal in her arms." I placed her body inside the stuffed animal, which I then positioned in front of her fake body. I moved the doll's silicone arms to firmly hug the stuffed animal.

Anyone else would have seen a beautiful girl dressed as a princess in a wheelchair carrying her favorite stuffed animal in her arms, but the truth is that it was only a girl's head, on a silicone body holding a stuffed toy stuffed with her real body inside.

"See?" Said a voice coming from the teddy, "We are ready to go."

"Y-Yes, of course!" I said, still somewhat stunned. "And where would you like to go?"

"I want to go to the mall on the main avenue," said the voice coming out of the teddy bear.

"To the mall? Seriously, you don't prefer to go out somewhere with fresh air?” I asked puzzled.

"Not this time Victor. I want to go to the mall, specifically that one, you know. I'll need your help there more than ever,” she told me in a terrifyingly serious tone. I stared at her a bit confused at first but then I could imagine what was happening.

"You're going to get more mutagen, aren't you?" I asked.

Norah said nothing. She just smiled with a big look of determination on her face.