Ted's Dolls 21: Tanya and Mike (Patreon)

If you haven't read any of the Ted's Dolls stories before, you should start with Ted's Dolls 1: Jane before reading this one. Aside from a few walk-on parts, we haven't seen Tanya and Mike since the first Ted's Dolls story.

“Door's open. Come in,” Ted called out.

Tanya and Mike entered his dorm room. Two dolls were sitting on the sofa waiting to be rented.

Ted and a guy named Elliot were looking at Ted's laptop. “Just wait there, if you don't mind,” Ted said to them. He turned to Elliot and said, “I think I see the design. It's not that complicated. I've just never tried it before.”

“But, you think you can do it?”

“If I had someone willing to do it, sure.”

Tanya bent down to see the laptop screen between the two standing men. On the screen, was an exploded view of a ventriloquist's dummy. “Are you being asked to make a dummy?”

“Yes.”

“What would it look like?”

Elliot lit up and spoke quickly, “Once I saw the sex dolls I knew my idea for a sexy dummy could work. I can throw a female voice rather convincingly, if I do say so myself. The problem is most of the commercially available female dummies lack any real sex appeal. They mostly look like children, old women, or muppets. At half scale, a pinched waist doll leaves little room for a hand. But at full scale, that wouldn't be a problem.”

“And I've never tried to make a dummy, so I'm not sure all the moving parts would move,” Ted said.

“What moving parts?”

“Aside from the mouth, the eyes and eyebrows should move on a quality dummy and it should be easy to have the dummy lean left and right.”

“I'll do it,” Tanya said.

“What?” Mike said. “I thought you wanted to come here to be a sexdoll.”

“I did. But being a dummy sounds cool too.”

“Are you sure?” Ted said. “It might take half an hour or more for the transformation to finish.”

“I'm sure. You can always reverse it.”

“Do you mind that I won't be altering how you look?” Ted said. “It will be you, Tanya, the dummy. And he will have his hand up your back and putting words in your mouth.”

“That shouldn't be a problem.”

“Are you going to pay even if she isn't fully as mobile as you want?”

“This could be a good test run. She's even wearing a crop top, which will make access for my hand easy.”

“Sorry, Mike.”

“At least no one's asking me to be a doll,” Mike said.

“Actually, Mike,” Ted said. “If you are willing, I have something I want to try and if you aren't busy.”

Mike sighed.

“Have fun, Mike,” Tanya said. “So what do I do?”

Elliot sat down on Ted's bed and patted the bed with his right hand. “Sit down here before the transformation. Once you're the dummy, I'll sit here to test it out.”

Tanya sat next to Elliot and put her arms in her lap. “Like this.”

Elliot stood up. “That should be good.”

“Ready?” Ted said. When she nodded, he said, “3... 2.. 1...”

Ted started the stop watch app on his phone. “What do you say Mike?”

“What do you have in mind?”

“Oh, right. I've heard from some people that they don't rent my dolls because they don't want the dolls knowing who they are. The dolls have anonymity, but the Renters don't. I'm thinking I could make a doll with no eyes, nose, or ears that would basically have no senses but taste and touch.”

“Isn't that kind of like a sensory deprivation chamber?” Elliot said.

“That's the problem. I don't know how comfortable anyone would be doing this.”

“Do you have any hint of claustrophobia, Mike?” Elliot said.

“Not that I know of.”

“That's the downside. You might find out you do if you're essentially senseless as a doll.”

“I'm more curious what the effect on touch would be. Being used as a sexdoll can be extremely intense if your partner is any good,” Mike said.

“You've been a sexdoll?”

“Tanya insisted I try it.”

“And?”

“I'm not into it like she is but I can't deny it wasn't pleasurable,” Mike said. “Sure, Ted. Hit me up and leave me on the couch for twenty minutes and I'll tell you what it was like.”

“Grab a crate.”

* * *

The doll was in total darkness, total silence. Without warning hands grabbed it at the waist and lifted it up. A slight breeze dances across its skin. The hands bent the doll at the waist. It felt leather rub against its back, its ass, and the backs of its thighs. It was probably seated on the sofa.

Time passed.

A finger trailed along its mouth. It felt amazing. A hand squeezed its right tit. It was even better.

Time passed. More time passed.

Hands picked the doll up. They straightened the doll into a standing position. This felt good. The doll loved the feel of the hands. It felt its feet hit the floor.

* * *

“I think the transformation process is complete,” Owner said. “Only took seventeen minutes to make a dummy. Ready to try it out?”

Handler said, “Sure.” He sat on the bed next to the dummy. The dummy lean against him as his bed reacted to his weight. “Gotta say, I'm not use to a full size body for a dummy.” The dummy felt a hand slide up under its top and into its back. Handler's fingers poked at the controls for the dummy's eyes and mouth. Handler was looking at dummy's face. His lips did not move, but the dummy could feel its mouth move as sound was heard, “Hey, Handsome.”

“The jaw is a bit stiff. But the eyes move smoothly,” Handler said.

The dummy was not sure why it called Handler handsome. Maybe clean shaven he could pass for handsome.

“I can't fix the control now,” Ted said. “Let me look under the hair as you move the mouth.” Ted lifted the hair and top plate off the dummy.

“Hey, now,” the woman's voice said. “I'm not that kind of... oh, wait. I am that kind of girl.”

“It's probably the springs.”

“Yes, I can feel they aren't reacting as quickly as I'd like,” Handler said.

“I don't usually try to make springs. And there are several in the dummy's head,” Ted said.

The dummy saw the bathroom door open. The person known as Mike stepped out. “Ted, that was really intense,” he said. “When you first picked me up, it felt normal. But after that short time in darkness and silence, the feel of your hands on the body felt very nice.”

“You were a doll for fifteen minutes,” Owner said.

The dummy said, “Are you going to do it again? Actually get used?” The dummy had not intended to speak. But the questions were on its mind.

“Whoa, that almost sounded like Tanya.”

“I am Tanya.” The dummy's mouth was not in sync with its words.

“That would have fooled me if the mouth were moving better.”

Handler stood up. “I think the proof of concept was successful. Turn her back and perhaps next time you'll get the mouth to work better.

“Makes sense. 3... 2... 1...”

* * *

“Going to be a doll again?” Ted said to Mike.

“First, I want to know what Tanya thought about being a dummy.”

“Makes sense.”

“While we wait, I need to send an email,” Ted said.

“So what kind of act would you do with this more realistic style dummy?”

“I have a routine I've been thinking about for several months that just wouldn't present as well with a smaller dummy. I've been asked to perform at the Alumni Dinner in December. I need fifteen minutes of material. I can easily do that with my existing dummies. But when I heard Ted was also doing something for Alumni Weekend, I came here to see if this was possible.”

“What if Tanya doesn't want to be your dummy?”

“As if,” Ted said.

“Just supposing,” Mike said. “How much practice will you need with the actual dummy?”

“After thanksgiving break, I plan to practice a couple hours a night until the performance. If Tanya is willing. I would want to use her the rest of today and tomorrow in addition to the week before the show on the ninth. And if Tanya isn't willing, I'm sure Ted knows folks who would be.”

Tanya stirred. “That was different.”

“Different, how?” Ted said.

“When he spoke for the dummy, it kind of felt like I was actually saying the words.”

“That's different.”

Tanya turned to Mike, “Do you mind if I do this with Elliot?”

“Of course not, T. You be the big dummy, and I'll be the insensate doll.”

“The show is only three Fridays away and Thanksgiving break is this week,” Elliot said. “I have most of the dialog written. I won't need an actual dummy for most of my practice. But, we will need to do several run-throughs so you aren't surprised by anything coming out of your mouth. I don't want you to be uncomfortable with anything the dummy says.”

“I appreciate that.”

“Let's try making a dummy of her again,” Ted said. “If the controls are to your liking, you can take the dummy to your room and do what you need to do there. I'll have her return to normal by herself at nine?”

“Eight,” Elliot said to Tanya. “I don't want to keep you late and we'll need some time to discuss your wardrobe.”

“Oh, sure. I hadn't thought about that,” Tanya said.

Ted started the process of converting Tanya to a dummy and then told Mike, “I actually have a Renter interested in the new doll format available in the next hour. Are you game?”

“Sure. Will you need help getting Emily to your room, Elliot?”

“That would help. And you'll know where I live.”

“Yes.”

* * *

There was no light. There was no sound. The doll was not even breathing, of course. No blood ran through its non-existent veins. It could feel the canvas bag rubbing against various parts of its body and the bag's drawstring tightened the bag against its body. The bag bounced against the back of its presumed Renter. Each bounce sent shock waves of pleasure through the doll. When there was nothing else to feel, each rub, each contact was amplified.

The doll felt the bag placed on the ground.

Time passed.

The canvas rubbed against the doll and hands gripped the doll, small, soft hands. The doll was laid on a bed. The soft sheets felt nice against its skin, a different feeling than the leather of Owner's sofa earlier.

Something wet touched its lips. Renter was kissing the doll. The Renter would kiss the doll and then lean back, breaking contact with the doll. Fingers played across its vacant face. Its head was basically a large ovoid with a hole in the front.

Something wet and warm pushed against the doll's phallus. Up until that point, the doll had assumed it had female genitalia. It was wrong. A warm living vagina took the doll's phallus in, slowly pulling back up to the tip and then pushing back down just a little bit further each time. If the doll could come, it would have exploded by now. Instead the pleasure radiated from its cock as strongly as the heat was radiating from Renter.

Before long, the doll was truly insensate, blissing as Renter fucked it.

* * *

“So, here's how I see the act. You are standing on stage next to the microphone stand as the curtain comes up. I'll walk on to a song played over the loud system once I'm announced,” Handler said to the dummy. It was standing a few feet away from Handler. “I'll adjust the microphone because the microphone always needs adjusting, then I'll put my hand in your back and have you look at me.”

Handler did as he said. The dummy felt his hand enter its back and land naturally with its fingers on the controls inside it. The dummy tilted back and its eyes were pointed directly at Handler.

“Good evening,” he said.

“It's afternoon,” the dummy said.

“The show is in the evening. I was saying 'Good Evening' as if this was the show.”

“Sorry, I forgot.”

“No, problem,” he said. “Let me see. We'll exchange some banter like that and then I'll say. Do you know why we're here?”

“Not really. I was just standing around and all these people entered.”

“Why didn't you leave the stage?”

“I was too afraid to move.”

“You're moving now.”

“Only from the waist up.” The dummy turned and looked out into the audience.

“Do you want me to take you away?”

“No, I don't think so.” It looked back at Handler. “I kind of like it.” The dummy then whispered, “I think that guy in the red shirt thinks I'm hot.”

“You are attractive.”

“I'm made of wood. I'm room temperature.” The dummy looked at the person in the audience then back at Handler. “Give him a little wave for me,” it whispered.

He leaned toward the imaginary audience member, “She thinks your cute.”

“I didn't tell you to say that,” the dummy hissed.

“It's okay. He has a date. I don't think you had a chance.”

“Well, that sucks. The way I was on the stage he was the only guy I could scope out. Turn me so I can see the man with the tan blazer in row three.”

“Do you know why you couldn't move?”

“I told you. I was afraid to.”

“Actually, it was because I hypnotized you.”

“You never hypnotized me.”

“I did before you were placed on the stage.”

“I don't believe you. Hypnosis doesn't work.”

“It does to.”

“Nope, you must think I'm a dummy.”

“Well... Here, let me show you,” Handler pulled out a pocket watch on a chain and swing it in from on the dummy's face.”

“Really? A pocket watch?”

“Just follow the motion of the watch with your eyes.”

The dummy's eyes locked onto the watch and moved rapidly back and forth with the movement of the watch.

“As the watch moves back and forth you want to follow the movement but with each swing you feel you eyelids getting heavier. And heavier.”

The dummy's eyes were shutting.

“And heavier until you just can keep them open. You struggle once, twice, and no more.”

* * *

Mike was standing in Ted's bathroom. He ejaculated onto the vanity, a lot. “Fuck,” he said as he grabbed some toilet paper and cleaned the bulk of it up and then used water to get the surface clean again. After urinating, he got dressed.

Thinking about his time as a faceless doll, he found he had blissed through most of his time with whomever had rented him.

He exited the bathroom.

“How was it?”

“Intense. Being a doll is amazing normally. That was intense. I have little idea what she did to the doll as I was completely zoned minutes into her sex play.”

“She was very happy that the doll would not be able to tell who she was,” Ted said. “She even left an amazing review of the new doll type. I have a request for later tonight.”

“What time is it?”

“Around four in the afternoon.”

“I can't do it again so soon. I think it could become addictive. And I need a cold shower.”

“I'll refrain from using my dolls that already seem addicted then.”

“Good idea.”

* * *

Tanya was sitting on the bed. It was after eight o'clock. “What happened?”

“What do you mean?”

“You were telling the dummy how you hypnotized it. Then I was sitting here on the bed.”

“You don't remember all the stuff after the hypnosis?”

“No. What stuff?”

“Open,” he said.

Tanya opened her mouth and held it open. “Whu?”

“Your mouth is open.”

“N ih isn. Ih is. Hy can' I cose y ouh.”

“I don't know. It was a trigger I created for the dummy,” he said. He shook his head and touched her chin, saying, “Chin.”

Tanya closed her mouth. “That was awesome!”

“Awesome?”

“I've always wanted to be hypnotized.”

“Congratulations. But, this is a problem,” Elliot said. “You have a few post-hypnotic suggested implanted within you and I doubt I could actually hypnotize you to remove them.”

“What else is there?”

“You know about open, which forces you to hold your mouth open.” He said and her mouth opened. “There's also close, which forces you to hold your mouth closed.”

“i cnt o-en m mth,” she said with a tightly closed mouth.

“Right, not until I touch your chin and say 'chin'.” He touched her chin.

“That's so cool.”

“We should go see Ted.”

* * *

“You fake hypnotized the dummy and Tanya is still affected?” Ted said, looking at Tanya who could not close her mouth at the moment.

“I don't know if I can actually hypnotize her to fix it,” he said. He touched her chin, “Chin.”

“I think it's neat,” she said.

“Is that actually how you feel or did Elliot suggest it would be neat?”

“I never said the word neat that I'm aware of,” Elliot said.

Ted said, “Open.”

Tanya did not react.

“Well, that's good,” Ted said. “It appears only Elliot can trigger the suggestions. Do you want to be turned back into a Dummy so Elliot can unhypnotize you.”

“I don't think that's what it's called,” Elliot said.

“Well, I suppose that's what we need to do,” she said. “I'm curious if it was the hypnosis or if the dummy just, I don't know, thinks what the Handler says for them and then those thoughts end up in my head.”

“That's actually scarier,” Ted said.

“If that's true, I would completely understand if you wanted to back out of being my dummy for the show. And I wouldn't ask Ted to find another dummy.”

“No, no, I'm really okay with this. As long as you're careful, it shouldn't be a problem.”

Before he started the transition, Elliot made a few suggested changes. Since having her stand as a dummy was easier for him to work with, Ted made the dummy's legs a little heavier so it would be more stable standing on its own. The dummy was still transforming when there was a knock on Ted's door.

Mike entered saying, “Have you seen Elliot? Oh, there you are. I went your place and-- I thought she would be back to normal by now.”

By the time they had filled him in on the latest development, the transformation had finished. After removing the Open and Close triggers, Mike said, “She would probably love it if she could be frozen in place by a trigger.”

“She does like to be a doll.”

“Maybe we should test out her theory that it is putting words in the dummy's mouth that is key,” Elliot said. “When I count to three you will be a wide awake and no longer under my spell. 1... 2... 3.”

“Are you going to hypnotize me?” The dummy said.

“We have something better,” Elliot said.

“We do?”

“We had a witch stop by and she put a spell on you.”

“What kind of spell?”

“You tell me.”

“Oh, I remember,” the dummy said. “She said when Mike, and only Mike, says, 'Freeze, freeze, freeze,” I become immobile. No part of me that can be seen can move. Others can still change my pose, but I can't move on my own.”

“What's with the parts that can be seen?” Ted said.

“My tongue can still move in my mouth.”

“Why?”

“If I'm kissed while frozen I can still participate.”

“Okay.”

“It's true. And when he says, 'Thaw, thaw, thaw,' I'm no longer frozen. I'm also no longer frozen if my freeze lasts for more than two hours.”

“That sounds like an amazing spell.”

“It is. I can't wait to try it.”

Ted said, “Well, you can experiment somewhere other than my room. It's late.”

“Yes,” Elliot said. “It's late. Time to put you away.”

“Good night, everyone,” the dummy said.

Elliot removed his hand and Ted began the restoration process.

“Do you think that worked?” Mike said.

“We won't know till she's human again.”

* * *

It was after midnight. Tanya said, “C'mon. Freeze me again.”

“You were just frozen for over an hour.”

“Well, how about after we get in bed you freeze me?”

“Fine.”