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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

Evan scrunched up his forehead as if giving Freiheit's suggestion some consideration.

"I don't know…" He said it with a tone of hesitance. "I think it's too early for Eternity to be exposed to such a wide-scale environment where she'll be forced to socialize with many people."

Eternity frowned, propping her arms on her chest. "You don't think I'm capable of socializing with a lot of people?"

"It's not that I 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 you can't," Evan said defensively. "I just think it might be too much for you."

"Why would you think that?" She asked without a hint of menace in her tone but with genuine curiosity, tapping her fingers on her arm.

But Evan took it the wrong way, like she was questioning his judgment. Freiheit, seeing that their interaction wasn't going in the direction of bickering but would escalate to an actual fight, tried to return to the topic at hand.

Weighing the Doll’s Options