The redhead smiled as she wrapped her fingers around the plastic body. Both of its arms were trapped as she held it. “You are quite handsome.” She said in a tone she would never use to any boy she knew. Peggy was much too shy, but a doll in her hand wasn’t anything to be afraid of. “You look a little different.”
“I’m alive!” Martin tried to yell. And though he heard his voice loud and clear, the giant girl did not react. He guessed he was imprisoned in the plastic body. One that could not move or speak. He never believed in magic or witchcraft, but it must be true. And then a new problem was that she was manipulating his body. The giant girl idly hummed while turning an arm or bending his foot “Guess I should be grateful it doesn’t hurt.” He said “OW! That should pop my shoulder out!”
Hlymp smirked and touched a dial “That should make the doll look even a bit more real to the Earthie girl.”
“Fun to give these primitives little hints like that.” Replied Pferry “Gives us a sense of how they will behave when we meet. Can’t wait to get my hands on that Earthie boy!” Every part of the all blue being vibrated, as it did with anticipation.
Martin, meanwhile was having difficulty with two hands, never mind the six he would later encounter. His mind came to accept the weirdness of its imprisonment in a doll’s body. Getting handled by a cute girl was another matter. The black teen felt a stirring of excitement that he could not do anything about.
Pferry was still vibrating all over with amusement, suggested “Let’s switch him back, suddenly.”
“Devious little mind you have.” Hlymp giggled. Then worked a control.
Peggy was playing with her boy doll, turning it about in her hands, pinching its clothes and idly moving its arms and legs “Past time to get you out of those clothes.” She gave a motherly tone to her voice “Past our bedtime. Pajamas for you, my little toy.”
“NYAAA!” yelled Martin. Giant fingers had been reaching for his crotch. And suddenly, he was no longer in a doll body. The black boy jumped up in bed and looked around. No plastic body and no huge Peggy. After a calming breath, Martin’s major problem was a hardon. Apparently being utterly helpless and played with by a giant girl was a big turn on. It took about 30 seconds for him to orgasm, collapse on his bed and drift off, thinking “Weird dream. Can’t believe that.”
The blue Alien watched with delight at the Earth boy’s actions and said “I can not wait to get my hands on him.”
“Poor little guy!” giggled the Grey “There isn’t enough of him for all your hands.”
Pferry glared “Too bad you’re handicapped!”
“Hmpf!” Hlymp grunted “You can have the boy. I want the girl. But for now, let’s see what they do.” And the two Aliens cuddled together to watch how the Earthlings might interact.
That morning, Peggy woke up to her alarm and immediately checked her doll house. Somehow the doll she played with that night didn’t look the same. She turned it about in her hands several times and frowned, disappointed. She quickly stripped off the pajamas and dressed him as a construction worker. Then bathed for school. The redhead came out, clipping on her training bra, grabbed her school bag with one hand and buttoned her uniform shirt with the other. On a whim, Peggy picked up the doll to take to school.
“Hiya Peggy.” The black teen greeted his neighbor with a hint of anxiety “Err…watcha got there?”
Due to their age difference, the younger girl was nearly the same height as the older boy. That age difference meant that Martin was totally fascinated with the female of the species, while Peggy was just noticing that boys were different and interesting for those reasons. She embarrassingly held up the doll and lied somewhat “Just a school project.”
“Oh.” Martin cringed slightly. The doll resembled him, slightly and the dream of being toyed with by this girl echoed in his brain. The obvious falsehood went right over his head as he focused on the doll Peggy held. He might have flirted with her a bit to make her blush, but right now her fingers on the doll body intimidated him.
Hlymp glared at Pferry “Shame on you! Dropping that thought in the Earthie’s mind just then!”
“Hahaha” Pferry’s body jiggled “Just giving him a taste of his future as my pet! I’m thinking one more sequence with your pet… just to be sure… then we bring them aboard.”
Hlymp was reluctant “Dreams are one thing.” Said the Grey “We’re not really supposed to take them. Earth is a pre-Contact world.”
“It’s only illegal if we get caught.” The Blue multi-hander snorted “And we won’t. No Prime Directive cops are going to drop in on this planet for a millennium, or more. And what are the chances two missing Earthies are going to get traced to us?”
“I still dunno.” Hlymp complained.
Pferry flipped a switch and Martin (in study hall) fell into a deep sleep. “You want her as much as I want him. And we can sell them off in a year or two… if you get bored, that is.”
“Yours will die of old age before that happens!” an amused Hlymp countered. “Meanwhile, let’s see what they’re up to.”
Martin came conscious in an awkward situation, once again in a girl’s hands. And as helpless as the doll body he was part of. The black boy could see the colored plastic almost matched his own skin.
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