Hotel Dolls

Terrance entered the hotel with nervous energy. He didn't know what to expect. The hotel was new in town and it boasted over thirty Companion Dolls on premise. Companion Dolls, Ltd. was a company that rented companions nightly at participating hotels. The dolls were extremely high quality. You had to pass minimum income requirements to rent them because you also signed a waiver making you financially responsible for any damage done to the doll.

Terrance went to the lobby kiosk to register for a doll. He was fairly rich and qualified for Titanium Status, the highest status. Even so, his first rental was restricted to Gold Status. Status level didn't apply to which dolls he could choose from, all the dolls were available at all statuses. Status applied to which doll features he could access.

He was directed into a private room where on one wall two very large flat screens were arranged vertically side-by-side. On the right screen the life-sized image of a beautiful woman appeared. She was doll-like in appearance: her joints were doll jointed, her face was overly made up, her breasts seemed too round, etc.

On the left panel, it said this blond doll was Susie, Age: 25, 5’7”, 130 lbs, 36D/25/37, likes: n/a, dislikes: n/a. There was a button labeled “Choose Doll Level” below which it said, Basic. Next to that it said, “Basic Doll Features: lifelike texture; self-lubricating; no personality features.” Basic Susie cost $300 for two hours or $1100 overnight.

He pressed the level button. It switched to Extended. The screen indicated that Extended level required Silver Status. This added two features: realistic sucking action and realistic vaginal squeezing. The price rose to $400 or $1500.

The next level, Extended+ added realistic moaning for $450 or $1650. He pressed through the remaining two levels, both of which required Gold Status: Bimbo Doll and Slutty Doll. These levels were both $600 or $2200 and featured the Doll talking to the renter. Their personalities were limited. The image of Susie was also much less doll-like at this level.

Terrance really wasn't interested in Susie's look. He pressed the arrow on the right and was presented a different Doll. The dolls varied in size, ethnicity, body shape, etc. It was obvious these were based on real people. When the women were turned into dolls they weren't enhanced very much by the process. He wondered why these beautiful women would become dolls. He wondered how much their cut of the fee was.

He stopped flipping at a brunette woman, Prudence – Age: 23, 5’9”, 128 lbs, 35C/23/34. Even as a doll, she seemed very toned. Her eyes were an amazing shade of sky blue. He immediately selected Slutty Doll and paid for two hours. He had somewhere to be later that evening or he'd have paid for the whole night.

The display showed him a choice of room settings. The choices beyond Basic hotel decor included an upcharge. He didn't think he needed a fancy room to fuck a doll.

He left the booth and went up to his room. The Doll was on the bed as he entered. If it could move, it would be hard to distinguish it from a real woman. It was posed legs together, arms at its side, face staring up at the ceiling. He stepped close to the bed. The doll's mouth was wide open. The eyes of the doll shifted, looking straight at him. It said, “Do you want me to leave my mouth open and start fucking me there?”

“You talk?”

“Hard to be slutty if you can't talk. What should I call you? Sugar Daddy? Fuck Face? His Royal Cock? Tim? Your choice.”

“Tim sounds good.”

“Okay, Tim Sounds Good, you only have 114 minutes left. You might want to get those clothes off. I love having my tits rubbed. Or you could start by fucking me.”

He dropped his pants and held his cock up where the doll could see it.

“Oo, that makes me wet and salivate. Put that thing inside me.”

“Can you move?” He said as he spread the doll's legs and rubbed the tip of his cock on the doll's not quite anatomically correct but functional labia.

“Just the mouth, you tease. Put it in. Your slutty fuck doll wants you to pound it through the bed to the floor.”

“Doubt I can do that.” He pushed into the doll. Though it looked artificial, it felt completely real. As he worked, he said, “Are you fully scripted?”

“What do you mean?”

“This is the Slutty Doll. How much Prudence is there and how much Doll is there?”

The doll laughed. “No one's ever cared to ask. I can run the script if you like. I've worked as a Companion Doll for three years.” She paused to moan. “Do that some more. Um, scripts, yeah, new girls are restricted to the awful scripts. I'm allowed to stray. Do you want a mindless series of ‘Oh, baby. Yes. You're so big. I love when you do me like that.’ And so on?”

“Actually I find this behind the scenes info hot.”

“Oh, do you, baby? I can tell you lots of things you'd never know. Like the painted on collar around my neck.” She moaned again. “Two black strips with a gold strip between them indicates I'm a Gold Status Doll. Top black stripe means limited or no mobility. Bottom black stripe means I'm currently rented.”

“Are those moans real?”

“Yes, not that you should believe me. I can lie to you.”

“Does that mean I'm not ‘so big?’” he attempted to imitate her voice when he quoted her.

“I've seen bigger and I've called much smaller ‘so big.’ If you must know, you are above average with good girth. Using it well is usually better than size.”

“Usually?”

“I've been fucked by massive dicks who knew what to do with their enormous cocks. Those experiences I almost feel bad for charging them.” Her eyes fluttered as she moaned, “Are you trying to get me off for real?”

“Why not?”

“I'm not complaining. You should know I'm close, then.”

He stroked in and out of her harder and she moaned more. She even reverted to the slutty banter a few times. She orgasmed. As her vaginal canal squeezed him, he came as well.

“What was with the ‘oo, baby' talk?” He said.

“I may have lost control and reverted to the scripted experience.”

“Is that a lie? Or was I that good?”

“You decide,” she said with a grin. “You still have 70 minutes.”

“How are your blow jobs?”

“Decent. Hard to make them amazing when I can't move anything but my mouth and tongue.”

“Can't override the immobility with your seniority?”

“Look at you vying for the free upgrade. Oh, I'm your first CD. I'm honored. Next time you visit, pick a Platinum or higher plan and I'll be sure to give you a blow no living woman will ever surpass.”

“Hard sell. I kind of like it. How about a best effort preview?”

“A slutty doll like me loves a mouthful of dick.”

As the two hour limit approached, he was fucking her pussy again.

“How much time?”

“Fi- fi- oh, God, five minutes. I usually j- oh just say this. Yes! But you're truly fucking a- a- amazing.”

They both came before the deadline. He was collapsed against her.

“Do you crush you non-doll companions normally?”

“Oh, no, sorry,” He said rolling off her.

“I was just teas–” She froze mid sentence. After a few moments, her body started to move, returning to how he originally found it when he arrived.

The doll's mouth moved, but a man's voice said, “Thanks for your rental of Slutty Prudence. You have 26 minutes to vacate the room or an additional fee will be charged to your account. Please refrain from touching the doll now that the rental is complete.”

He got dressed and left.

A week later he returned to the hotel. He could not find Prudence in the list of Dolls. He accessed a search feature that showed him dolls in use. Prudence was on an overnight shift as a Basic Doll. What a waste, he thought. He left the booth and asked about scheduling a Companion Doll. He scheduled a Platinum evening with Prudence. She would be fully mobile. He had a choice of two personality profiles: escort or girlfriend. He chose girlfriend.

When he arrived for his appointment, he was told to go straight to his room and knock. After he knocked, the door opened. Prudence stood at the door. She was dressed in blue lingerie, blue sheer stockings, and blue high heels. He noticed her neck had three stripes: red, gray, and black top to bottom. “It's great to see you, Tim.” She stepped forward and kissed him.

He cupped her ass with his hand as he returned the kiss.

“Someone's frisky,” she said. “Come in.”

Platinum level rentals received an automatic room upgrade. The room was a suite. The living room had several sofas and chairs. A mahogany bar lined one wall, stocked with top shelf bottles.

“I guess you enjoyed being teased by me,” she said. “Sometimes switching off mid sentence is sad.”

“What's that like? Switching off?”

“You either get used to it or you quit. It's really no different than being a Basic rental. You're just along for the ride.”

“You enjoy being an inert object.”

“Sometimes. I've considered disallowing the inert modes. But I'd make far less money. There are more men and women who buy the Basic level doll than the other plans combined. Your two rentals have been half of my non-Basic rentals this month.”

“Really?”

“Guys who buy above Basic tend to go with the bustier dolls: Susie, Emma, and especially Heidi. She is rarely in storage.”

“What's storage like?”

“Are you really that interested? It's storage. The CDs are set to Basic level and we stand in rows in a small featureless room until rented. Once rented, we are modified if necessary and we go to the designated room. Gold and lower dolls walk into the room, lie down on the bed, and wait.

“Platinum and higher dolls have more latitude once they get to the room and with what they wear, as you saw.

“It's not as dystopian as it sounds. We can all communicate with each other when we're in storage. We have Internet access to stay in touch with family and friends. The dolls gossip about the renters mostly. Everyone is hoping you'll rent them after I told them about your first rental.”

“I'm famous among sex dolls. Cool.”

“Speaking of sex,” she said, unbuttoning his shirt. “I can't wait to experience sex with you as a participant.”

“Should I be charging you?”

“That's not legal unless you're a doll. And that wouldn't be good for your cock,” she said, reaching down his pants to grab hold of it.

“You're pretty frisky for a girlfriend.”

“I usually play the girlfriend more coyly. But I'm far too interested in fucking you.”

“Sounds like I should ask you to go on script to get the proper girlfriend experience I paid for.”

She was shocked by his words.

“Gotcha,” he said. “Off script is better.”

“You ass. I almost believed you.” She put her hands on the sides of his head and pulled him close. “For at least the next hour, you're getting the sluttiest girlfriend ever. We can do regular girlfriend stuff after you've fucked me silly.”

Nothing else was said as he did as she demanded. Almost two hours later, he lay on his back with her head on his chest. Her finger traced circles on his abs.

“That was amazing,” she said.

“Isn't that supposed to be the renter's line?”

“Snooze you lose,” she said with a laugh. “Tell me about yourself, Tim. No real girlfriend? I don't buy it.”

“I'm seeing someone. We aren't serious unless she hasn't told me we are.”

“Is she like that? I have a few friends who mess up relationships with that bullshit.”

“So if you were her and I was doing her doll body, you wouldn't mind?”

“Depends on if we're serious. Or if you invite me along or not.”

He laughed. “You'd rent a CD with your lover?”

“Sure. Safer than a normal threesome.”

“Noted.”

They talked about their lives. When he said he was an investor she laughed. When he asked why, she said, “I'm always worried when someone your age rents me at this level that they're a gangster. Older renters are politicians, businessmen being wooed by salesmen, old money, etc.”

“I'm glad you aren’t afraid of me.”

“They also tend to be violent. I don’t feel the pain but I do experience the emotional part.”

“That’s terrible.”

“Don't feel bad for the slutty doll. I make good money, have no expenses, and there's decent or better sex. In eight years, I might retire. My profile says I'm 23. That was my age when I became a doll. I was born 26 years ago. When i retire, I'll still look 23.”

“And the doll thing is reversible?”

“Almost entirely. Although Titanium is the top rental status…”

“How is it different from Platinum?”

“I can't leave this room. I'll drop to the ground inert if I leave. At Titanium level, I can go anywhere. I'm still beholden to my renter, not controlled, unless that's part of the personality, but otherwise I can go anywhere, do anything. Titanium rentals sometimes last for weeks.

“When a doll retires, they're placed in Diamond status, fully autonomous with no renter. Aside from the white choker tattoo, they're physically indistinguishable from any other woman.

“The internal Internet access remains. And you can modify yourself with an app if you miss being more doll-like.”

Terrance rented Prudence a couple more times. He started receiving emails from the other dolls, offering him a free Gold Status rental.

He took up the offer from Emma. While her rental was fantastic, she wasn't Prudence. Emma was the envy of the other girls until he purchased another rental with Prudence.

Terrance only rented dolls on Sunday nights because his girlfriend wasn't interested in going out on Sunday nights. They would usually go out on Saturdays and Tuesdays. One of them might visit the other during the week. On Fridays, they would meet up with her friends at a bar they'd been visiting for years.

One Friday night, Misty shouted, “Hey, look who it is?”

“Who?” Russell said.

“There. It's Pru,” Rachel said.

“Pru?” Terrance said. He was shocked that he recognized the woman. A series of white, blue-gray, and black stripes ran around her neck like a tattoo.

“Hey, guys,” Prudence said. She gave hugs to everyone. She gave Terrance a big hug. “Who's the new guy?”

“Oh, Terrance, this is Pru, our slutty doll friend. Pru, my boyfriend, Terrance,” Rachel said.

“It's a pleasure to meet you Ti- Terrance.”

“Likewise.”

“You escape?” Misty said.

“No, my renter is over there. I told him I saw some friends and he said I could stop by.”

“How nice of him,” Terrance said.

“Is he Tim?” Rachel said. “You need to retire and make that man happy for free.”

“Who's Tim?” Russell said.

“Some Pretty Woman, Richard Gere wannabe,” Misty said. “He's been renting Pru weekly for several months.”

“Tim is a great guy. Any woman would be proud to be with– whoops.” She suddenly stood up straight. “Duty calls. Catch you later guys, Terrance.” She hurried away from the table into the arms of a man sitting among other men and few other woman. Terrance recognized the other women as Susie, Heidi, Becca, and Tatiana. They were all CDs from the hotel.

“Looks like she's part of a bachelor party,” Russell said.

“And she’s probably only one of five dolls they've rented. That's a lot of money for a bachelor party.”

Terrance watched as she hung on every guy's word and made suggestive comments. The stripes on her neck were those of a Titanium escort able to leave the hotel.

* * *

The next night, Terrance took Rachel to an expensive restaurant. She was so happy when he picked her up. On the drive there she asked what the occasion was. But he wouldn't say.

After dessert was served, he said, “Are we serious?”

“Where did that come from?”

“We're dating. But usually only once a week. Sometimes we flicks and chill. Are we serious?”

“I thought so. You hang out with my friends on Friday nights. You even show up when I don't.”

“You thought so? I'm sorry.”

“Are you breaking up with me?”

“Hold that thought. It might be you breaking up with me.”

“Why would I want to do that?”

“I'm Tim. I'm the Tim Prudence has told you about.”

Rachel was shocked. “But, you're Terry. My Terry.”

“The first time I rented a doll, it was Prudence. She asked what she should call me. And she gave a humorous list of names. I picked Tim. I only rented a doll because we had only dated a few times and I was bored on a Sunday night. I had no idea you knew each other until last night.”

“She didn't mention you,” Rachel said in tears. “I told her you were taking me out to this fancy place tonight and she didn't tell me she recognized you.”

“She's probably got privacy rules she has to follow.”

“Don't take her side. She's supposed to be my best friend.”

“Calm down. None of us knew. Focus on me. I've been renting dolls behind your back for months. Prudence had no choice.”

“Yes, she did. She didn't have to make you sound amazing. I thought we both hit the jackpot. You are amazing and now I find out I've only had half of you.”

“You could have had all of me. You kept me at arms length. You dictated days we had to be off. So I spent those days as I pleased. Off. We never said we were exclusive. I paid for companionship. How could I know you were friends with my Companion Doll?”

“She isn't your Companion Doll. She's anyone's CD. She probably fucked all those guys last night. And God knows how many other guys. You know that's why she does it.”

“Of course I know. She's a self-admitted slut.”

“She told you that?”

“She told me her entire retirement plan.”

Rachel looked surprised. “And you still see her? Do you love her? Me?”

“I don't know. Yes, I love you both. You're both wonderful to spend time with. Sex with both of you is never boring. We laugh together with ease. We talk with ease. I don’t know what to do.”

* * *

Prudence opened the hotel door wearing a red dress with matching shoes. Terrance stood in the doorway.

“Good evening, Tim.”

“Not tonight,” he said. “I'm Terrance from now on.” He stepped to the side revealing Rachel behind him in a black dress.

“Hi, Pru,” Rachel said. “May I come in?”

“Like you have to ask, Friend.”

Author's Note

I have another story planned but it doesn't involve any of these characters. I'm not sure I want to create another episodic anthology series like Ted's Dolls, except there is no title character. This was written entirely while on vacation in May 2024.