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 Catch of the Day by Sol Oliver aka solovn

   Chad re-read the instructions he'd hastily written to himself, mind
swinging between focusing on the words and trying not to think about how he
was likely just going insane.

   Step 1: Close and lock the door and pull down all shades.

   Check.  Now that he'd followed the first step, it no longer seemed so
strange.  It was just a list to follow.

   Step 2: Place her on the bed.

   Check.  Chad took his silicone love doll, Janice, from her chair and
laid her down just as she was, attired in jeans and a t-shirt.  Normally
he'd have undressed her first, but he wanted to follow the fish's
instructions down to the letter.

   Step 3: Place condoms and lubrication on a table nearby.

   Done.  He usually fucked Janice with a condom to make cleanup easy, and
of course the lube was always nearby.  Chad glanced at his doll, stomach
tingling in anticipation.  What would she look like alive?  Would she still
have the same expression on her face--trapped between surprise and
pleasure? Would she speak?  Would she always be alive, or only when she
fucked him?

   Or was this just the fish having a laugh at his expense?

   Or did he need to commit himself to a mental institution right away? 
Sure, three years without sex (with a living breathing human, at least)
could be tough on any adult man.  But to believe that a magical fish would
grant him a wish?  Absurd.  Straight out of a children's fable.

   But it sure seemed real.  He heard the fish's voice clear as day just
before he was about to club it, promising him one wish if he'd let it go.
Naturally, bringing Janice to life to fuck him at least once a day was the
first thing that popped into his mind.  Chad loosened his grip, the fish
gave him the instructions, winked, and with a flap of its tail arced back
into the water.  Luckily he'd had a pen and scrap of paper in his pocket,
and he wrote the instructions down while they were fresh in his mind.

   Well, fairly fresh.

   Step 4: Recite the fish's EXACT words.

   Chad cleared his throat and hoped that he got it all down...

   "Pretty dolly fast asleep Powers gather from the deep One desire, hand
in glove Rise and be the master of love."

   The room fell still.  Not a sound.  Not a creak from the house.  No
birds sang outside.  Chad's own breath seemed caught inside him, and he
stared down at Janice, who continued to look straight up at the ceiling. 
Blood pounded in his ears as his eyes bore into his doll's figure, willing
her to come alive.

   A sharp sound came from outside, startling the breath from him.  Heart
racing he peeked between the blinds into the side yard.  Nothing there. 
And as he calmed down he realized that his concentrating mind had only
amplified a falling acorn into a firecracker.

   "Idiot!" he said to himself.  Nothing had changed, and the eerie silence
had only been a self-generated illusion.  And even if this whole episode
hadn't been a delusion, he probably blew the spell by opening the blinds.
Well, he thought, at least I still have Janice as she is, and he turned
back to the bed.

   But Janice wasn't on the bed.  She was standing right in front of him.

   "OhMyGod!.."

   She still had a bewildered look on her face as she looked down at
herself and all around the room, arms outstretched and motioning without
meaning as she tested their movement.  With a long gasp she took in a
breath, rocking herself off-balance.  Chad caught her before she fell,
pulling his arm around her waist.

   "Gotcher!" he said, taking the opportunity to pull her body a little
closer.  She was still silicone, but there was warmth to her now.  And he'd
never felt her breasts pressed to him quite this way, and they felt
wonderful.  Now the doll's eyes focused on his, and a hint of recognition
was there.  She pulled back to get a better look at him, arms crossed in
front of her, depriving the view of her ample bosom.

   "Ch..Chad?" she said, as if seeing a friend of a friend at a party.

   "Yes!  Chad!  Your..." began Chad, but he couldn't think of just how to
introduce himself.  How did you tell a love doll that had just come to life
that you've fucked every one of her holes at least a thousand times?  "I'm
your boyfriend."

   "Yes, I know," said Janice, nodding up and down.  She seemed very happy
now, and her smile was sly and knowing.  "Take off your clothes."

   Woah!  I guess she's not going to hold it against me, Chad thought, as
he shed every scrap of clothing.  Janice pulled off her shirt at the same
time, and her breasts were more exciting to him than ever, framed by her
long brown hair.  Chad rushed forward and planted his hands on them. 
Janice gave a little gasp, but then backed him off.

   "What?!" he said, anxious to find out how warm she really was.  She
smiled wickedly, disarming him, and then lowered herself down.

   Warm silicone flesh surrounded his stiff rod, and he almost blew in her
face.  But Janice was masterful at stimulating him just enough and never
too much.  Chad watched as she pushed herself around his penis until she
looked up at him.

   "Close your eyes," she said, and he new that it was about to get better.
Sure enough, the next thing he felt was both warm and wet.  His doll had
taken him into her mouth, which was now more pliable and, blessedly,
capable of suction.

   "Yes...yes..." moaned Chad as she slowly moved her lips up and down his
shaft.  He could hear her grab something from the night stand..."OH!"

   A cold, slick sensation struck against his ass.  The doll's finger
rubbed in a gentle circle as she sucked him.  Chad looked down to see
Janice staring back up at him, her other hand in her crotch.  She stopped
all her ministrations.

   "Okay, okay," said Chad.  "I'll keep my eyes closed.  And yes, it feels
pretty good." His last girlfriend used to put a finger in him that way
sometimes and he'd always enjoyed it.  He closed his eyes and relaxed. 
Simultaneously, Janice continued on his penis as her lube-slicked finger
slid into his anus.  It was a well-coordinated maneuver and Chad nearly
fell to his knees.  The doll pushed her finger further into him and then
turned her mouth on his balls.  Her tongue licked against well-chosen spots
and pleasure shocked through him.  The finger dabbed against his walls
inside, making him delirious.  Now his legs began to wobble, and the doll
took her finger out of him to guide him down with both hands so that he
stood on his knees.

   "Are you ready?" asked Janice.

   "Hell yeah!" said Chad, catching his breath.  He reached out to grab the
condoms, but his doll snatched them from the table first.  "Aren't you the
eager one?"

   "Yes, I am." Rubber in hand, Janice undid her jeans, slid them down and
shook them off, revealing the lace-edged black panties that Chad usually
kept her in.  "I've wanted to do this for a long, long time."

   There was a dangerous edge to her voice, and it turned Chad on.  Janice
slowly lowered the panties and Chad feasted his eyes on her glistening
cunt. She began to rub herself with the hand that had the condom in it,
reaching out to stroke him with her other.  She leaned forward and hissed
into his ear.

   "I want to thank you for using a condom..most of the time," she said,
finishing with a tongue swish.  "And for taking good care of me...most of
the time." Another tongue swish.  For some reason, it made Chad think of
the few times he might not have done the best by her.  Like the time he
came inside her before going out of town and didn't clean her up until he
returned a week later.  Or how he didn't get her repaired for three months
after a small tear had appeared on her butthole.

   But why did it matter?  That was all before she came to life.  How could
she really remember?

   "And for being respectful of me...most of the time."

   She began to work herself harder, breath quickening and breasts heaving.
Was she remembering the times when he played a bit rough?  Fucking her
against the wall?  Cumming in her face?

   Now the doll walked forward, mashing her cunt against his penis and
pushing it up against his stomach.  He could feel her clit throbbing
against the base of his cock, and he wanted badly to push himself into her
warm, tight confines.

   "Say the last lines again," she said, panting.

   "Huh?"

   "The last two lines of the fish's spell...say them."

   Chad struggled to remember anything at all, but then it came to him. 
"One desire, hand in glove...Rise and be the master of love."

   "That's what I thought you said," said Janice, standing up and knocking
Chad onto his back in the process.  "Guess who's the hand and who's the
glove."

   The doll placed the condom against her clit, and it swiftly and smoothly
filled up like a chubby little helium balloon, mushroom-capped at the end.
Chad shrank back in horror as he realized his mistake.

   "Rise and be thy master's love!" he shouted.  "That's what I meant to
say!"

   Chad's love doll looked down at him as she stroked her new-grown penis.
"You were granted one wish, and you said what you said," replied Janice,
letting her penis bob free.  "Be careful what you wish for...and how you
wish for it!"

   "Wait, baby, wait!..."

   But it was no use.  Chad's chestnut-haired beauty fell upon him with
pent-up intensity.  Her smooth silicone thighs slid against the back of his
as he tried to crawl away.  Her cushy breasts pressed down on his back as
her mouth nipped and sucked at his neck and ears.  Her arms held him still
as her ass slid up and back, moving her penis into position.  Chad wiggled
to try and shake her, but Janice managed to slide with him.

   "You designed me the way you liked and you bought me.  You had your way
with me for two years," she said, penis beginning to push against him.  The
head popped inside and Chad winced.

   "I was lonely!"

   "And so you made a wish and brought me to life to be your living
fuck-toy," continued Janice.  "Well, it looks like I got my wish too!"

   Chad was powerless as the doll's penis slowly made its way inside him,
and it felt a hundred times thicker than her finger.  Flecks of pleasure
twinkled through the pain, and he struggled to relax.

   "Shhhh...." said Janice above him reassuringly as she penetrated him. 
"If you keep yelling like that I'll come too soon."

   He hadn't realized he'd been hollering, and now he felt the pain rapidly
recede, replaced by a warm, heavy and sweet sensation.

   "There...yesss," said the love doll.  "I see why you liked this so
much..."

   And with a pivot of her hips, Janice began to fuck her owner.  As the
sensations shoved his mind around, Chad imagined what it must look like,
the silicone doll on top of him, thrusting, thrusting.  Her long hair
tossing with the more violent movements, her entire feminine shape writhing
as it soaked up pleasure from him.  Smoother and smoother she worked,
slopping into him with sounds like little waves against a levy.

   He wanted it to stop.  He wanted it to last forever.  The doll began
fucking him faster.

   "Oh god, my penis...it's doing something...oh, shit!..."

   Chad felt the spasming inside of him as her penis thrust inside and
stayed there.  It triggered something inside him as well, and he came
between his belly and the floor.  Janice collapsed on top of him, breathing
heavy.

   "Oh yeah...I fucked you pretty little ass good..." she said, gyrating
herself against him once more for good measure as she went limp.  "Every
day, baby.  Every day."

   The words made Chad's mind go numb.  Was this for real?  Was his own
fuck doll going to bugger him every day for the rest of his life?  He'd
enjoyed it, yes.  But every day?  And would he ever get to feel her pussy?

   The doll slid off of him and dressed herself as he lay there.  Through
bleary eyes he saw her pull up her panties, barely managing to stuff her
cock inside.  Then up went her jeans, hugging her broad hips, and down came
her t-shirt over her torso.  She sat down in her chair by the bed, legs
apart, and leaned back.  It was ten full minutes before Chad realized she
hadn't made a sound.

   "Janice?"

   But when he looked down at her, she showed no signs in life.  It was as
if it had never happened, and she looked just as she did before.

   Except for the bulge in her jeans.  Chad rubbed at his ass, wondering
how he'd get out the mess he'd created, and decided he'd be able think
better after a bath.  And as he sat soaking, he realized he only had one
option.
   Go fish.