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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

"Sir Holz." Mrs. Kline's gentle voice interrupted the quiet of Evan's office.

She was a sweet, elderly woman who seemed like she should have retired years ago, yet here she was, still faithfully performing her duties as a utility worker for the company.

"I hope you don't mind me entering your office," she continued, her voice shaking, which Evan noticed was the norm for elderly people. It's time for me to do my after-hours cleaning already."

Startled, Evan straightened in his seat, tearing his attention away from the stack of documents he had been reviewing.

"After-hours cleaning...?" Evan repeated in confusion before he glanced at his gold wristwatch. "Oh."

"'Oh,' indeed," the old lady chuckled as she brought in the mop and bucket. "I'll start my cleaning, alright?"

The Doll Bringing the Best Out of the Owner