[She kisses him hard, biting down on his lip as she pulls back.] I've never done anything like this with a doll.
[She never played much with dolls to begin with, honestly, but that's besides the point. She nibbles her way down his neck to his breasts, leaving behind bright red marks and, sometimes, shallow indentations where the skin wasn't quite ready to spring back up just yet. Rough, hard touches, more in line with the way they used to fuck, before she had realized how little she could stop him if things went wrong and became wary of any pleasure too vicious. (A little internalized misogyny of her own, perhaps, in feeling more secure playing rough while in this larger form, even if intellectually she knows it makes almost no difference.)]
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[She never played much with dolls to begin with, honestly, but that's besides the point. She nibbles her way down his neck to his breasts, leaving behind bright red marks and, sometimes, shallow indentations where the skin wasn't quite ready to spring back up just yet. Rough, hard touches, more in line with the way they used to fuck, before she had realized how little she could stop him if things went wrong and became wary of any pleasure too vicious. (A little internalized misogyny of her own, perhaps, in feeling more secure playing rough while in this larger form, even if intellectually she knows it makes almost no difference.)]