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[Warning: Mature Content, R18, Contemporary-Fantasy setting]

Evanescence "Evan" Holz, a billionaire businessman, received a souvenir from an obscure country that creates s*x dolls called “Eternity Women.” These "Eternity Woman" are life-like and turn alive once activated. To activate them, you need to "use" them. 

There's only one way for anyone to use a doll: You "play" with them.

But what if these Eternity Women weren't just s*x dolls that magically come alive? What exactly is the mechanism behind Eternity Women that makes them into sentient beings in the first place? Is it just the pleasure, or there's something else, something sinister, that gives them life?

That’s for Evan to find out.

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EXCERPT:

"Raise your hips," he ordered. His voice was husky and demanding.

Eternity quickly did as she was told to do. He wasn't a mind reader, yet he knew that it filled her with desire that he was talking to her in such an authoritative manner.

Evan slipped Eternity's panties quickly off of her, giving them the same treatment as her bra once they were removed. He flung them away with no care as to where they would land. He nudged her legs wider apart using his, signaling the impending act.

As Eternity called it, 'penetrative intercourse.'

"May I?" he asked, even though he knew how much she wanted it.

She nodded, tears trailing down her cheeks because of how much she had done.

"F*ck me, Evan."

The CEO's Seductive Doll

After Evan tried to regain Eternity's affection, the doll decided to ignore him and just do the dishes.

Eternity removed her knitted cardigan and placed it on a nearby hanger before taking the plates from the table. She headed to the sink and threw away the food scraps in the trashcan, just under the sink.

Once the plates were free from the remaining food, she was about to start washing them when, much to her surprise, Cynthia appeared beside her.

"Let me help in washing the plates!" Cynthia offered.

"Oh!" Eternity exclaimed. "I could never ask a guest to wash their plate!"

"I don't mind doing them," she said, rolling up her sleeves. "Besides, it's the least I can do since you prepared brunch for us."

Seeing that Cynthia had no plans of accepting a 'No' for an answer, Eternity decided to let her help.

The Doll and Dishes