As I saw Darrell's name pop up on my phone, I wondered why he was calling me. It made some sense, because I was one of the few people he talked to after having his big falling out with Edgar. I was also one of the few people that knew his secret: the model Danielle Rivas was actually an advanced doll, called a First-Person Female doll, that Darrell owned and could wear whenever he wanted.
I'm Sammy, and one of Darrell's only friends. We met in high school during band class and were pretty much inseparable before graduating. Even though we were both unpopular, Darrell always showed promise in school, while I was happier playing Xbox than doing homework. Now, I work minimum wage at a music store while Darrell had gotten the blessing of having a sexy latina body to wear whenever he wanted from Edgar, that rich asshole. Even though our paths had diverged, we still considered each other friends.
Thats why when I accepted the facetime, I expected to see Darrell's face on the screen. Instead, I gulped and froze in my tracks when I saw Danielle's face smiling back at me. "Hey Sammy!" She said in her cute voice. The phone was far enough back that I could see everything. Even though I saw a busty model's form, I knew a 19 year old boy was at the controls. Danielle/Darrell motioned for me to come closer and leaned against the side of the pool.
With how effortlessly cute Danielle looked, I couldn't keep my composure. I had always found Danielle attractive, and once I found out that was actually Darrell in there, I couldn't help myself from buying her OnlyFans. The face and tits I had longed for so badly were inches away. This was only the second time I'd ever even seen Danielle in action. The other time, I was curious enough to ask Darrell how she worked. I was way too shy to mention how badly I wanted to take her for a spin.
"Uhm, hey Danielle, or Darrell, or, what should I call you by the way?" I asked hesitantly. "You can call me Danielle while I'm in here." Darrell replied. "You're one of the few that knows my little secret."
"Ok, uh Danielle." I responded. "What's up? And why do you look like, well, Danielle?" I asked.
"I know I normally try to keep this part of my life separate. But something's come up, and I need to ask some help from the person I can trust most. You." She said.
"Well, thanks, I guess." I said shyly. I was never one to take a compliment well. "What's the issue?"
"It's my Mom. She needs to get this medical procedure. Nothing serious, but I need to be there for her."
"So, you need me to watch the Doll while you're away? I mean, it is biological in origin so it probably will need some upkeep." I asked.
"That's the other issue. Danielle just got asked to go to a legit photoshoot. This could be my big break! She needs to be there." Danielle said. I stared back blankly. "Have you put two and two together yet?" She asked, leaning her head to one side.
"You want me to take care of your mom?" I replied, confused.
"No." She responded. "I want you to wear Danielle while I'm away, and go to the shoot for me."
I felt my stomach flutter and became lightheaded as soon as the words left her lips. I had considered the possibility, but didn't suggest it out of nervousness, or shyness, or intimidation at being in front of my biggest crush. Now, I had the chance to be my biggest crush.
"Uh, I uh, well, um..." my brain was short-circuiting, and I couldn't respond.
Slipping off her top, she added flirtatiously: "Think about it, these babies would be all yoursss".
Boy was I thinking about it. Too much. The horniness filling my brain sent me over the edge, and I fainted.
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