SRU: The Love Doll's Lessons

By Ran Dandel

Mike Taggart spent most of his time studying. It's not that he had other 
things to do, it just that he really didn't have anything else to do. You see, 
Mike was a member of the Sigma Upsilon Kappa Fraternity.

Sigma Upsilon Kappa had the reputation on campus as being the frat where 
all of the "grinds" lived. Yes, a fraternity of nerds. Mike was no exception.

Because he spent all of his time in study, in computer hacking, or surfing the 
Web, he had the pasty, sallow complexion of the terminally indoors. His hair 
was usually badly-done, like somebody used a bowl to trim his hair, and then 
added a few more cuts here and there. His glasses were really bad. He was 
so nearsighted that he got significant magnification when he took his glasses 
off to look at something close. He couldn't even make out a face clearly 
across the room. In short, he wore lenses that looked like they were cut off 
the bottoms of Coke bottles.

To top all of this off, he was painfully thin. Lack of exercise, too much 
caffeine, and a bad diet all combined with such a level of concentration that he 
forgot to eat too many times. Other fraternity brothers had become quite 
overweight on the way to their degrees and social isolation, but Mike 
somehow managed to stay thin.

Dating was quite out of the question. Along with their obvious social 
problems, the SUK's brothers had the typical young males' desires to only 
go out with attractive women. They didn't even bother to look up the young 
women who would willingly go out with them, their social and intellectual 
equivalents. If they did, they'd be surprised at some of the wonderful 
partners they were missing. As it was, they had their illusions of how the 
world worked, and they thought that the best-looking women from Greek 
Row would want them for their minds, and not their bodies.

Because of all this, they usually spent their weekends surfing the Web. 
Actually, surfing the porno sites that were free. They typically didn't have 
much money. If they had money, they'd also have had the upbringing that 
would have placed them in a different fraternity. If they had Money, well, 
then they'd wind up as members of the ritzy Hunt Club, and be living in the 
luxury apartment blocks. (They'd also have had the funds to perform a little 
cosmetic surgery to eliminate some of their obvious facial scarring...the 
results of the bad diet and too little sun). It was all they could afford to be 
Sigmas.

While surfing the Web one night, Mike came across somebody's home page 
that had a bunch of stories involving sex changes. In most of the stories, the 
lead character, usually male, wound up having their sex changed. They 
always wound up being an astoundingly perfect physical specimen of the 
gender they had changed into. Men became astonishingly beautiful and sexy 
women. The few women who changed sex became absolute hunks!

While curious, Mike really had no interest in becoming a woman, but he did 
wonder how to get the body of one of those hunks. Since many of the stories 
involved a little shop called "Spells 'R Us", he clicked over to the 
PowerSeach site, and input that name as a lark.

I'll probably get a bunch of sites dedicated to the stories, or a bunch of URLs 
that lead directly to those stories, he thought. He was surprised to find out 
that one of the many entries, which were, indeed, sites of stories, was a site 
called "Spells 'R US Corp."

Clicking on the link, he soon found himself staring at a Web page that had 
links to such places as "Corporate History", "Franchise Ownership", and 
even "Find an SRU near you". He clicked the last, and saw the little box that 
asked for his state. After a short wait, the list of SRU stores came up. The 
only one listed in his state was right there in town! In fact, it was at the Mall.

Mall was good. He could easily get there because the busline ran right past 
the frat house and wound up at the mall. He wouldn't even have to dig out 
the busline guide.

Because of such things like labs, study sessions, hacking projects, and the 
like, Mike didn't have the chance to get out to the Mall until after Friday's 
classes.

When he got off the bus, he went to the Mall directory just inside the 
entryway. Looking over the list of stores, he didn't see it there. It wasn't 
even on the map that showed the Mall's layout.

Well, he thought, maybe it's new enough that it's not listed yet. I'll look 
around.

After an hour spent trekking around the mall, he came to the last corridor. It 
was where the least-visited shops were located. About as far away from the 
entrance and the anchor stores as it was possible to be. It was also where 
some of the shortest-lived stores opened, usually on a shoestring, because 
they just didn't get enough traffic.

As he looked around, he didn't see any storefront with the "Spells 'R Us" 
logo over it. In fact, the hallway dead-ended. Next to the dead-end was a 
small door. It looked like the kind of old wooden door seen in the 
movies...the kind that held the office of the down-and-out private-eye. On the 
door, in faded gilt lettering, were the words, "Spells 'R Us, Come In".

Mike thought, well, nothing ventured, nothing gained. And went into the 
door.

As he entered, he heard the sound of a bell come from overhead. He looked 
up and saw that the bell was the old-style that rang when the door hit it. In a 
mall" He thought.

"Mike Taggart," said a voice from the back of the store, "Come on in. 
Welcome to my little store."

Mike walked back toward where the voice came from. As he was about to 
ask how the mystery person knew who he was, he saw the sign: "Yes, I 
knew your name. I am a wizard, and I'm supposed to know things like that, 
so don't ask. It's irritating."

Mike shut his mouth and proceeded to the back of the store.

"What can I do for you, Mike?", asked the small man behind the counter. He 
was dressed in some kind of robes, and had a funny little hat on his head. It 
kind of looked like something you'd see on an actor in one of Shakespeare's 
plays.

"Well...er...I'd like to be able to get a date!" blurted Mike. "I saw the stories 
on the Web, and also saw the "Spells 'R' Us" Web site."

"Well, let's see," responded the wizard. "Socially challenged, sexually 
deprived, and physically unimpressive...Hmmmmm. About the only thing 
going for you is the fact that you are very intelligent and quick to learn. How 
about something that can help you in some of those areas."

"What do you mean?" asked Mike.

"I can rent you something that will start your education. First off, you'll need 
to expend your pent-up sexual energy so you'll be in a frame of mind to 
learn, and you'll need some instruction in how to please women. I have just 
the thing. Wait here."

The old man went into a room behind the counter, rummaged around for a 
few minutes, and came back with a small overnight bag. He opened it and 
took out some articles of women's clothing, and something that looked like a 
rolled-up air mattress.

He took the rolled-up item and began to unroll it on the counter. It was soon 
apparent that it was an inflatable love doll. It was beautiful. It had beautiful 
auburn hair, sparkling green eyes, and kissable lips. It had absolutely smooth 
skin, and appeared to be perfectly-shaped for a beautifully sexy woman.

"How can this help me?" asked Mike, with a bit of anger in his voice.

"Just hold on, let me explain about Brenda, here. She is a very special love 
doll. When you inflate her, she will become a real, live woman who will 
obey your every desire. With her, you can start to learn how to please a 
woman. Just ask her how, and she'll be glad to show you. You'll find the 
process quite enjoyable, I assure you," replied the wizard. "If you want to 
rent her, it will be $50.00 for the evening, just bring her back in the 
morning."

"F-f-fifty dollars?" gulped Mike. It was quite a bit more than he anticipated 
spending, but it was also the exact amount he had on him, less the bus fare 
back to the fraternity house.

"I assure you, Mike, if you accept what Brenda, here, has to offer, you'll 
find that getting a date of your choice will be no trouble at all. In fact, I 
absolutely guarantee it! If you find you can't get dates after this weekend, I'll 
refund your money. I'm that confident1"

With an offer like that, Mike could hardly refuse. He pulled out his wallet, 
and paid the man. The wizard rolled-up the doll, and placed it into the 
overnight bag.

"Now, Mike, there are a few rules about using this love doll. First: don't let 
her get cut with anything. Be careful, you don't want to break her integrity. 
Second: don't force her to do anything she doesn't want to do. While she's 
very accommodating, there are some things she won't do. Third: you have to 
return her by 11:00AM tomorrow. The store opens at 10:00, so you 
shouldn't have any problems. OK?"

"Uhh, all right," replied Mike, as he picked up the overnight bag and went 
back to the fraternity house.

-----

Several hours later, after dinner, and after the other guys went off to usual 
Friday night activities, such as laser tag and role-playing games, Mike went 
into his room and locked the door. He took out the overnight bag the wizard 
had given him, and opened it.

Inside, he saw the love doll, all rolled up, several items of feminine clothing, 
and a small makeup kit. He took out the doll, unrolled it, and looked it over.

He expected it to feel like a cheap, plastic beachball. At least, that's what one 
of his fraternity brother's love doll was like. No, this one felt like real skin. 
Smooth and silky-soft. He sat on the floor, and searched for the place to 
inflate the doll.

He located the air vent, pulled off the cap, and started to inflate the love doll. 
Because a full-sized woman has quite a volume, Mike found that he was 
huffing and puffing, as he began to be out of breath...the consequences of 
too little time spent exercising. He also noticed the skin of the doll start to 
warm up from room temperature. That was the problem with the plastic 
variety. You'd blow it up, but it stayed at room temperature...not a very 
effective simulation of a real woman.

The love doll, though, started to feel like a real human as he kept forcing air 
into it. At one point, as he took his mouth off of the vent to inhale some 
more, a whooshing sound came from the vent.

Astonished, Mike saw the love doll continue to inflate! He was hearing the 
sound of air being sucked into the doll's vent. The doll's body began to fill 
out, and it's breasts started to stand out from the chest. Finally, the head 
inflated and the truly beautiful features of the doll were fully-revealed.

The air slowed and then stopped. Mike just kept watching.

He was nearly jolted out of his skin when a thin, breathy voice said, "If you 
finish inflating me until you can blow no more air in, and cap off the vent, I'll 
be ready for you."

Mike put his mouth to the vent, and with a few more puffs, finished inflating 
the love doll. He put the vent's cap back on, and the pushed it flush with the 
doll's neck.

There he was, with an inflated love doll on his lap, stretching out across the 
floor. She was his perfect vision of womanhood. Large, firm breasts with 
prominent nipples. Narrow, narrow waist flaring out into wide, sexy hips. 
Her smooth legs just went on and on, down to small, dainty feet. Her arms 
were silky-smooth and ended in hands that had long, almond-shaped nails. 
All of her nails were colored a sexy pink that somehow fitted well with her 
hair and skin color. Her hair and face just capped off this example of 
femininity.

She had long, auburn tresses than cascaded across his lap. It was long 
enough to reach down to her nipples and the middle of her back. She had 
green eyes that sparkled with mischief, a pert nose, and full lips. The kind 
referred to as 'kissable'.

As he was looking at the lovely sight before him, he started to notice that the 
love doll became heavier. After several minutes, he could have sworn that the 
doll now weighed as much as a real woman her size would weigh. As he was 
just starting to realize this, she moved.

"Oh, goody," she said, "It's good to be awake again. Let me up, lover, I 
need to stretch a bit before we start."

Mike jumped up so quickly that he almost dropped her on the floor. He gave 
her a hand up, and watched entranced as she bent, twisted, and shook 
herself.

"Ooooh! That feels good!" the love doll said. "I just have to stretch out a bit 
after spending time all rolled-up. You won't believe how many kinks you 
need to work out."

Mike said, "I'll bet...". As he watched her bend over and touch her face to 
her knees. Since this revealed her glorious tush, he didn't mind the wail. He 
also saw her move her feet a bit apart, put her arms straight out to her sides, 
and bend sideways several times. This revealed her in full-frontal glory. He 
also noticed, for the first time, the ruby in her navel. Mike was getting hard 
just watching....this sure was better than looking at centerfolds or videos!

Finally, she was done. "Enjoy the show, lover?" she asked. "I know you 
did, 'cuz I can see that you've risen to the occasion. Now what do you want 
to do?"

Mike gulped, and then stammered, "Th-th-the wizard said you'd show me 
what a woman wants, and teach me how to please one. C-can you?"

"Well, it can be done, but it will take more than one lesson. If we can get 
together a few more times, I might be able to really teach you a few things. 
How about we just start with some basics, hmmm?" she replied. "And call 
me Brenda."

Over the next few hours, Mike learned more about women than he'd ever 
dreamed. He also became quite exhausted in the process. If he'd had a bit 
more stamina, he might have impressed Brenda, but all he had was 
enthusiasm, and pent-up hormones.

-----

Early in the morning, while it was still dark, Mike awoke. He felt someone 
next to him in his bed. Confused, he turned on the light and took a look. 
Brenda was sleeping beside him, but started to wake up in the light.

"Ooooh, sleep is soooo wonderful when you can't get it," Brenda said 
sleepily. "Want to get some more, lover?"

"No, I just forgot you were here," replied Mike.

"OK, just don't forget to take me back in the morning," she said, and rolled 
over to go back to sleep.

Feeling a bit perverse, Mike reached over and grabbed the air vent on the 
back of her neck and pulled.

"What are you doing, lover?" Brenda cried. "It's too soon to put me away." 
She started to sob.

"Can't you let me sleep until..mor..ni...n...g?" Her voice faded away as the 
air went out of her.

When she was fully deflated, Mike took her and draped her across his lap. 
He had noticed the ruby in her navel, and had felt it rub across his stomach as 
they had made love earlier. He took a good close look at it.

The ruby was oval-shaped, and was oriented so that the long axis of the oval 
was vertical when she was standing. It looked like it had been glued to her 
navel. Mike found that he could get a fingernail under one edge, but it was 
stuck tight. He wasn't about to try to remove it, in case he tore the doll. He 
didn't want to have to tell the wizard what happened.

As he played with the ruby, though, it moved slightly. It was if it was a latch 
of some kind, because it rotated a little. Mike tried to turn it some more, and 
found it easily rotated until it was horizontal. A small, muffled "click" came 
from under the ruby.

As he heard the click, Mike also noticed that the belly of the doll started to 
come apart. Soon a slit was forming that ran up from the navel to the base of 
the neck, and down to the crotch. After a few seconds, the slit was fully 
open, as if it were a seam, or a zippered opening, except without the zipper.

Mike looked inside the doll. It just looked like an empty shell the thickness of 
the doll's skin. It was hard to believe that just a few minutes before, the doll 
had the weight and solidity of a real woman.

Perversely, Mike wondered if he could put the doll on like a second skin. It 
would really fool the guys if he could pull it off. Since he was already naked, 
he decided to see what he'd look like with it on.

He held the doll in front of him, and slid his legs down inside the doll's legs. 
It was funny, he feet were definitely larger than hers were, but his feet didn't 
feel one bit cramped. He pulled the doll's body up over his hips, and 
arranged his genitals into a more comfortable position. He then pulled up the 
torso and slid his arms down inside the doll's arms. He pulled the shoulders 
up and only the head was left.

He stretched the neck opening and was able to work the doll's head over his 
own. With some tugging and pulling, he was able to line up the eyes, nose, 
mouth, and ears. He pulled the face snugly over his chin and down his neck.

In his mirror, he saw himself with what looked like a thin, plastic shell pulled 
over his body, with a gaping wound down the center. This wound showed 
his normal, thin stomach and chest inside the love doll.

Time to close up, he thought, as he pulled the sides together, lined up the two 
halves of the navel and turned the jewel to vertical. Again, he heard a small 
"click" as the ruby locked into position. The seam started to close. It ran from 
the ruby up to the base of his neck, and down to his crotch. As the last 
portion of the seam closed, Mike felt a tingling all over his body, and his 
vision blurred a bit.

When his vision cleared, he was astonished by what he saw in the mirror. An 
extremely beautiful young woman was staring back at him with her mouth 
open and an expression of complete surprise on her face.

I've become the love doll, he though. It works! It's like a miracle.

It was. He quickly found that he could feel himself as if it were his real skin. 
He started to rub the doll's breasts. He soon found out that the pleasure was 
all his own, as the nipples hardened and stood out. He felt an unfamiliar 
warmth between his legs, and reached down to feel. The feeling was 
electrical. It was wonderful! He kept rubbing himself and soon exploded with 
pleasure.

He laid back on the bed and did it several more times until he fell asleep with 
exhaustion, a smile of satisfaction on his face.

----

As the morning sun rose, its light came into the window of Mike's room in 
the Sigma house. Its beams fell across the figure of a beautiful young redhead 
sleeping peacefully on the bed. The light eventually woke her up.

"Where am I?" she said. "Oh, I remember. I fell asleep after sex last night."

She went over to the overnight bag from the Spells 'R Us shop and started to 
dress. There wasn't much, just a pair of panties, a bra, small, tight cutoffs, a 
t-shirt, and some sneaks. She also pulled out a small purse and used its 
contents to touch up her makeup, which, amazingly, hadn't smeared much 
from the previous evening's festivities. She then closed the overnight bag, 
slung the purse over her shoulder, picked up the bag and left the room.

As she went downstairs, she couldn't help but notice that all of the fraternity 
brothers were not up yet. Apparently, they kept night hours, and slept in as 
much as possible.

Too bad, she thought, I could teach them a thing or two. Their loss.

She left the house, and waited for the next bus to the mall.

At the mall, she went straight to the Spells 'R Us shop and went in.

"Wizard, you there?" she called.

"Brenda?" the wizard asked, looking up. "What are you doing here" Did 
everything go all right with Mike?"

"Yes, but he's in here," she said, pointing at her chest. "After he let my air 
out, he found out how the ruby worked and put me on. I can feel him starting 
to wake up inside me, and he wants out!"

"I know the feeling," the wizard replied. "Come into the back, and we'll free 
him from you."

As they went into the back of the store, the wizard gestured at the door, 
which locked itself. A small sign appeared on the door that said, "Back in a 
bit."

In the back of the store, there was a doctor's exam table all set up.

"Get on the table, and we'll get to work," said the wizard.

Brenda got on the table, and the wizard turned the ruby. It turned slowly, but 
soon the "click" was heard. The seam opened.

"Since he didn't put you on properly, this may hurt a bit," said the wizard, as 
he started to peel open the doll. Soon the sounds of moans and short yelps of 
pain were heard coming from the back room.

"It's off, how do you feel?" asked the wizard, as he laid the love doll on 
another table.

"I feel fine, but peeling that off was something else. I think something else 
happened, too."

"Take a look in that mirror, and see if you find anything wrong," ordered the 
wizard.

The mirror showed the same vision of beauty last seen in Mike's miror.

"How can this be" I'm whole!" asked Brenda in wonder. "I thought I was the 
love doll, and now I'm real again!"

"Well, if you remember our original agreement, I promised you that you'd be 
a love doll until you paid of your debt to me in rentals. Last night was your 
last rental."

"Wow, finally I'm the beautiful, sexy woman I always wanted to be....but I 
also remember you said I'd wind up being a sex-crazed nymph as a result of 
being turned into the love doll, but I don't feel that I have to go out and find a 
sex partner. Is this something that will grow until I just have to?"

"No, Brenda," replied the wizard. "When Mike put you on, he wound up 
with that part of the spell being transferred to him. He's the sexy love doll 
now. You have the sex drives of a normal woman, but with those one-in-a-
million looks."

"Thanks a lot," sighed Brenda in relief. "I can now build my life as a normal 
woman....but what about my identity" I don't have any of those things 
anymore."

"As I also promised, you have full access to all of your original bank 
accounts, your drivers license, and everything else. They've all been changed 
to reflect that you are now Brenda, instead of Ben. Go out and enjoy your 
new life."

Brenda thanked the wizard, got dressed again, and left the store.

-----

And Mike" Well after Brenda left the store, the wizard inflated him and 
explained the situation.

"You just didn't listen, didn't you" I said you could not break the integrity of 
the love doll, and you did anyway. Now you are going to be my new love 
doll, but we can't have you look like Brenda, now, can we" No, you're 
going to be a bit different. Exotic....I know!"

With a wave of his hand, Mike, who looked like Brenda, transformed from a 
stunning redhead, to an exquisite Japanese girl. She had long, straight, 
shining black hair that streamed all the way to her behind, and delicate 
features. She shrank until she was barely 5' tall. Her breasts were no longer 
very large, in fact, they shrank until they were just below medium-sized, but 
still large for a Japanese woman. Her eyes were dark with that perfect almond 
shape that drives men wild with their exotic appearance. Her nose was still 
pert, and she kept the full, kissable lips, but nobody would ever mistake her 
for Brenda.

"Well, we can't call you Mike Taggart anymore, now can we" How about 
Michiko Tanaka" To make it all fit, you now speak perfect Japanese, and 
English with a strong accent. You know everything you need to be a 
Japanese woman. You won't lose by this, though, you get to keep all of you 
memory, and all of your education, except your reading and writing will be 
expert Japanese. Your English skills will be a bit limited until you can spend 
more time awake.

"Yes, you're going to be my new love doll. I think I'll rent you out for two 
years, and then restore you. After this, you'll know everything a woman 
wants in a man, and will be able to get a date any time you want."

Chuckling, the wizard opened the vent on the back of her neck, deflated her, 
and rolled her up.

-----

Some notes about this story...it's the third one of three stories about the love 
doll from SRU. It's not necessary to read the first two, SRU: The TG's 
Story, and SRU: The Return of the Love Doll, but they are part of this short 
trilogy.

I've tried to keep them consistent with the idea of someone becoming subject 
to the wizard's spells because they screwed-up. Some clues are always given 
by the wizard before he sells the spelled item, so he won't be blamed by the 
Council of Magickal Ethics. After all, he DID give a warning. He's not evil, 
just very, very, VERY full of mischief (heh,heh)

RD