Her name is Chloe but she isn’t real

My parents bought me a doll for Christmas, I’m a boy so it was a very odd thing to get. I hated it at first but then found out what it was for.

It was Christmas day and I was 10 years old, I’m a boy, at 5:30 am I jumped out of bed and raced down the stairs and straight in to the living room, the glittering Christmas tree was all lit up with wrapped up presents in different size stacked up underneath it, I ran over to the biggest box I could see and tore of the wrapping paper.

It was a new bike, I’d been asking for a new bike for months and I was so happy to get it, I wheeled it through the house and outside in the back garden and rode it around in circles for a while, but then I realised I was still in my pyjamas and it was extremely cold outside, so I went back in to the house.

My parents had woken up and were sitting in the living room, they watched me open up all my other presents, I got loads of action figures, Lego and some boring clothes, but I loved it all, my dad left the room as I started to unwrap my last present.

When dad returned he had a tall box with him, it was the same height as me, “We’ve got one final present for you. Merry Christmas, Son.” He said as he stood it up on the floor, I rushed over and pulled off the wrapping, it was a plain brown box so I pushed it over and struggled with the tape to open it, when I finally got it open it was full of white bits of foam that looked like peanuts, so I quickly dug my hands in and felt something.

As I pulled it out of the box my initial excitement turned to confusion, “A doll?” I asked, sounding very unimpressed.

The doll was a little shorter than me, it was a girl doll, with long brown hair tied up in a red ribbon, wearing a pink t-shirt with a yellow smiley emoji on the front and a short skirt, the doll looked very lifelike and it had been modelled on a girl of about 8 or 10 years old, its arms and face were soft and felt very realistic, like real skin, there was a necklace on it with a name tag, “Chloe” it said.

“Why did you get me a doll? – I don’t like dolls.” I asked.

“This isn’t just any doll, Son, she’s very special.” Dad said.

I picked the doll up and threw it back in to the box, “Ooookay.” I said in a huff, boys don’t play with dolls, and I went back over and played with my proper toys.

When I went to bed that night my dad brought the doll up, I purposely left it downstairs because I didn’t want it, it was embarrassing, “Oor dad! – No. Leave it downstairs.” I complained.

“I know you think it’s a bit weird your mom and I getting you a doll, but like I said, this is a special doll, made for special boys.” He said, then he walked around me bed and laid it on my bed under the sheets next to me, “I’m going to put her down here. Keep her in your bed so you’ll get used to her being there.” He said.

“Dad!” I grunted.

“You’ll thank me eventually for getting you it.” He said.

“No I won’t.” I replied.

Then he left my bedroom and turned off the light, I couldn’t stand having the doll next to me, if any of my friends saw me with this doll they’d think I was a right weirdo, I dragged the doll out of bed and pushed it in to my closet, where she stayed.

When I was 11 I hit puberty and started to masturbate a lot, every single day in fact, my dad must have noticed because I came home from school one day and found the doll laid on my bed, dad must have taken her out of the closet, to be honest I’d forgotten all about it until then.

I stormed over to my bed in a rage and grabbed its arm, I pulled on it but then stopped and sat on the side of my bed beside it, going through puberty had made me very interested in girls at school and I didn’t know what girls looked like underneath their clothes, I lifted up the dolls skirt and it was wearing pink panties, and there was a weird shape underneath them.

I quickly closed my bedroom door and went back to my bed, I pulled up the skirt again, this time all the way up and then I pulled the panties down, the doll had a pussy.

At that time I’d never actually seen one before, so I didn’t know what they were meant to look like, but now that I know, I can tell you the dolls pussy was incredibly realistic, it has the slit, the soft outer flaps, the inner flaps and even a clitoris.

I then lifted up her top to find soft but firm nipples on her chest, dad was right, it was a special doll, this was no ordinary doll, it was a lifelike child sex doll.

I stripped all the clothes off the doll and was amazed how realistic everything looked, when I adjusted its arms and legs they moved like real limbs, it must have had some sort of skeleton thing inside it, I stared at its face and then ran my finger over its lips, they separated so I gently pulled them apart, her jaw moved and her mouth opened up, it even had soft teeth and a tongue inside the mouth.

I was so fascinated by it all of a sudden and I kissed it on the lips quickly, then I played with its nipples before rubbing the pussy, it was soft and squishy and I could put my finger inside it, doing all of this gave me an erection and I was playing with myself, rubbing my cock, my heart was racing as I stared down at its pussy, I knew what I wanted to do but I was nervous for some reason.

I eventually got the nerve to do it and I pushed my cock in to the crack of the pussy, it made my body buzz and my legs shake, as I pushed it in, the flaps clung to the sides of my cock and pulled back my foreskin as I pushed my cock forward, I started to fuck the doll but I couldn’t get it all the way because it was making my cock sore.

I ejaculated very quickly and then ran to the bathroom to splash water on to my cock, it was stinging, it took me a couple of days of experimenting before I realised I need to use some sort of lubricant to stop it stinging and burning, I remembered there was a backpack that came with the doll, so I dug around in my closet to find it, inside were different clothes, packets of lubricant, perfume and wipes and oddly, a charging cable.

I spent about an hour trying to figure out what the charging cable was for, the doll didn’t come with instructions or anything, but I was on a mission to find out, I examined the entire doll, top to bottom, front to back, I also discovered the doll had a realistic butt hole that I could squeeze my cock in to, that was fun, then I found it, at the back of her neck under the hair, a charging port, so I plugged in the charger and connected it to the doll.

The dolls eyes glowed red and it made a sound, the doll giggled and it sounded like a little girls giggle, it all freaked me out at first, after a couple of hours its eyes stop glowing red, so I turned off the charger and disconnected it, everything changed after that.

That night when I got in to bed with the doll and started playing with its nipples, it spoke, “Oooh.” It moaned, and it made different moaning sounds whenever I played with its nipples and pussy, when I actually started to fuck the doll it moaned very loudly and kept saying random words and sounding like it was breathing.

“Ooh – Ungh – Nice – Ungh – I love you – Ooh – Ooh.”

When I kissed its lips it made kissing sounds as I did it.

I loved my doll after that, I guess I should call it Chloe as that is the name it came with, she was so realistic I actually kind of fell in love with her, she was my real-not-real girlfriend, and I enjoyed and fucked her every single night.

Mom and dad bought me the doll because they struggled with puberty when they were younger and they didn’t want me to struggle through it, they bought me the doll to use as an outlet for my hormones, my parents are truly awesome.

My mom even cleaned Chloe for me every day while I was at school, there were parts of the doll, internal parts that could be removed in order to be washed, and mom did that.

I’m a grown man now, married with kids of my own, I don’t use the doll anymore but have kept it, and I’ll be handing it down to my own son when he’s old enough, it really helped me get through puberty, I don’t understand why there’s a stigma around them, I think every young boy should get one for Christmas.

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