#21. Teddy Bear Doll (8)
"Isn't that too cruel? Do we really have to do it?"
"It's not absolutely necessary, but if you think about the consequences of just leaving it alone, I recommend doing it."
"Leaving it alone? What happens then?"
"The lower Bianca's mental strength gets, the easier it is for me to control this body. Conversely, if her mental strength rises, it becomes harder for me to handle it. If you just keep putting her to sleep inside the teddy bear doll, her mental strength will keep recovering. Eventually, she'll take back control of the body."
What if Bianca breaks free from the curse? There'd be some pretty horrific revenge waiting.
"So you have to steadily torment Bianca while she's trapped in the teddy bear doll."
"The manual said to keep the teddy bear doll close to you at all times—is that what it meant by 'torment'?"
"Yes, exactly!"
This item was crueler than I could've imagined.
"Once you experience my sex skills, you might be surprised. It's a standard service that tons of customers use the most and love. Leave tormenting Bianca to me, and I'll handle it perfectly. So don't think it's too much hassle. I've got a whole repertoire ready."
Bianca had treated the teddy bear pretty well, but the doll showed no hesitation in dragging her to hell. Well, no normal person would buy something like this in the first place. It was an item made for malicious reasons. Blaming the teddy bear for being full of malice didn't feel right.
I'm the bad one for using the teddy bear.
I wasn't treating it like a mere tool, but no one blames the knife for stabbing someone. The fault lies with the person wielding it.
"Your face and personality don't match at all. Can you tone it down a bit?"
"Shall I?"
"Yeah, you've been making me jumpy with how bubbly you are."
She was so perky, yet her personality was so twisted it was downright scary.
Am I the only one reminded of Chucky?
Was I just too old-school?
Just then, the shop assistant brought the food. Our conversation paused, and silence hung between us as the dishes were set out. The meat and veggies bubbled away, perfectly cooking. With the place packed, it was clearly a popular spot for good reason.
"Nothing lasts forever. You have to manage it carefully. That way, I can stick around in this body longer too. If the curse breaks, I die."
"Bian… no, Teddy Bear, what's your name? I can't keep calling you Teddy Bear forever."
"A name? As if I'd have one. I'm not the real Bianca, but since I've taken her body, you can call me Bianca if you want."
The teddy bear replied in a Bianca-like way, without overdoing it.
"Still, shouldn't I know your real name, for referring to you? It could get confusing."
"…I don't have a name. Why would a custom-made item that's sold off have a name?"
"You don't?"
I'd figured the creator gave it one, but apparently not. Did that mean I had to name it myself?
"Want me to give you one?"
"From you, Master? Really?"
"It's not a big deal."
"Then name me!!"
Seemed like deep down, she didn't want to be called Bianca either. A teddy bear doll born as a curse doll. The creator probably just called it 'the doll.' For something destined to be sold, showing affection would be a hassle for the maker. But living by possessing someone else's body and impersonating them—without even a name—felt harsh.
"Something feminine?"
She was wearing a dress that looked like Bianca had made it, so feminine suited her. Gender mattered for naming, and this body was female.
"Yes! Dolls don't have gender, but the body I took is a woman's."
Now that I was actually doing it, it felt like a burden. Names that came to mind off the top of my head.
"Fran, Sophia, Alice, Mio, Silbia."
I rattled them off, figuring one would stick.
Then Bianca lit up with a huge smile.
"Great!! Fran Sophia Alice Mio Silbia!"
"Huh?"
That's not it!! ? ? ?
"Mmm! Haht! Ahng! I love it, Master! Hahk!!"
Squelch, squelch, squelch!
"More! Give me more! Haahk! Master's big, thick cock pounding Bianca's pussy! Wreck it!!"
What the hell? Bianca wanted to open her eyes.
"Ahng~! Master, too rough! Hahk hahk! This bitch's pussy's gonna die of pleasure!!"
Who the fuck was this deranged slut spouting such trash?! She was furious. She wanted to scream for someone to drag away this filthy pervert right now. But her body wouldn't move.
Why's this happening?
She couldn't even speak. Not being able to control her own body was more terrifying than she could've imagined. Her only sense was hearing. So she was forced to listen to this pervert's moans. And the problem was, those moans were getting louder as time went on.
"Hrng, hang, ng! Right there, so good!! Hiaaang!!! Squeee! Squeeeeek!!"
Disgusting.
It's horrifying! Now she's squealing like a pig getting slaughtered?
How could anyone be this low? Goosebumps prickled all over her. Too bad she couldn't actually feel them.
Come to think of it, what am I doing right now?
Bianca dredged up her last memory. A face came to mind.
Jin Haesol!
She'd met him. Then what? Her memory was fuzzy.
Why did this happen? What the hell did he do!!
Resentment surged. No one else could've done this to her. The culprit was definitely Jin Haesol.
I thought he was decent…
She wouldn't let him get away with it. He'd crushed her heart, so she'd pay him back tenfold in brutal revenge. But first, she needed to escape this suffocating darkness.
How do I get out? What drug did he use to paralyze me like this? I just have to endure until it wears off.
Daring to humiliate Bianca Kay, eldest daughter of the Kay family… If she could move, she'd explode in rage right then. But unfortunately, things weren't going her way. Even as she seethed, the filthy, trashy moans continued.
"Kyuaang! Bitch is dying!! Kyaaaaak! Give me cum!! Impregnate me!! Squeeeek!"
Squelch squelch squelch—slurp slurp slurp!
Shut the fuck up!!! Bianca was in agony. Her breathing grew ragged. She wanted to cover her ears.
"Squeeeek! Bitch is dying~! Squeeeek! Ahk! Euk! Uk! Guhek! Hehek… cock… drink cum… squeeeek!"
At this point, passing out would be better than enduring these moans.
"Nom nom gulp! Hehe, more cum please. Pour Master's cum over my rice. This bitch can't eat without Master's cum. Nom nom. Delicious."
Ugh—! Nausea dragged Bianca's mind to the brink. And in that moment.
Snap!
Something broke, and Bianca lost consciousness. Unaware that someone was watching her faint with a beaming smile.
"Squeeeek squeeeek drink… Huh? She passed out already."
Not Bianca anymore—now Silvia, named by her master—gazed fondly at the limp pink teddy bear doll.
"Her mind's weaker than I thought~ Just this much and she faints? All that arrogance was fake, huh."
Occupying Bianca's body let Silvia feel exactly how much agony she was in—her fear, rage, horror, all of it vividly. But Silvia smacked her lips; it wasn't enough yet.
"Too bad I couldn't let her watch me fuck Master with her own eyes, but this should suffice for now. Hehe~♪ I'll torment you nice and slow so it's never boring~ Bianca? My love! Cutie~!"
For maximum realism, Silvia washed her cream-smeared hands clean in the bathroom. Shame Master had refused sex with her. But since she could already strike Bianca's psyche with acting alone, she didn't strictly need his help—though she regretted it. Seeing it with her own eyes would hit harder than just hearing, after all.
Sex.
Truth be told, since it was their first meeting, her real desire had been to end it with sex.
"Might as well build it up and then—bam!—explode it all at once."
When dear Bianca learned the voice calling her trashy was her own body's occupant. How much despair, how much suffering would she show? Silvia was already excited, rubbing her thighs together just imagining it.
"Ahng! Can't masturbate without Master's permission. But this naughty acting got me so horny."
This body might be hers now, but the true owner was Master Jin Haesol. Even her hymen belonged to him, so the doll couldn't act recklessly.
"I want to have sex with Master."
The doll's head was packed with all sorts of sex techniques. The item was made to ensnare unloving targets, so sex skills came standard. With her mind full of them, Silvia kept blurting out sex-related stuff.
"Sex. Sex. Wanna have sex. Sex."
If Bianca or her staff heard, they'd faint in shock. Luckily—or unluckily—Silvia's sex-crazed mutterings echoed in an empty space.
"Wanna eat cock, Master."
Unable to hold back, Silvia pulled out her phone. Unlocking it as if it had always been hers, she poured her heart into each message.
Silvia's master was a naughty one, always flip-flopping orders.
"Naughty Master's hot too! Kyaa!"
"Eungheeng!"
Silvia was happy. She'd finally gotten a master to serve and smoothly claimed a body. This dimension had no curses or powers developed, making it easy. She'd been so anxious about getting caught by priests during the cursing! Now she had no regrets.
Or did she?
"Sex sex sex sex."
Hymen. If she seduced Master and lost it within a week, then no regrets.