Barbie? That You?
So this idea I came up on my own :)
No writing prompts on this day.
I was sitting thinking of writing something interesting that involved a love-ish story between two unlikely individuals. I say "love-ish" because writing about love wasn't the goal (you'll see later). The first one I thought of was two animals in love but they were of different species. Then it moved to two flowers in love but they were different types.
The flower idea was kinda good but since my goal was to involve something sexual I wasn't sure how to convey that except to involve bees... it got wild in my thoughts with that one.
Anyway, I think I saw the ad for the new Toy Story movie and it came to me to do a short story from the toy’s perspective... the adult version.
What are Barbie and Ken thinking when they are being played with?
DISCLAIMER: This story starts lighthearted but it abruptly becomes explicit and or erotic. Might be NSFW.
Now that that's out there.
Here is Adult Playtime
“So you mean to tell me none of this is your fault?”
“None of it! I had no control over what was happening, You-you saw!”
“No, I saw you touching Teresa’s breast and making out with her.”
“No, you saw Katie moving my arm so I’d touch Teresa’s breast. I can’t help what that girl makes us do! We’re dolls! How many time do we have to go through this?”
The Ken doll sat in the Barbie home with his unbendable arms in front of him straight, his palms open facing each other while Barbie stood in the kitchen with her elbows bent and her stoic hands on her hips. She brought one hand up to cover her face and whimpered as her eyes remained opened.
“I hate when you cheat on me Ken. First it was one of those big headed Bratz dolls, then that old hag Collector’s Edition Barbie with the weird face. Now Teresa comes along and you’re messing with her. I’m sick of it!” She yelled, her lips still stuck in the painted on smile but her whole body bobbled.
Ken sighed, “I don’t know what to tell you Barbie. This is something we have no control over, “He lifted his whole arm up, “These are the cards we were dealt. Our human is a nasty little girl that likes to make her Barbie’s do things. Unfortunately in her imagination, she has me cheating on you with Teresa.”
He put his arm back down in front of him and stood up. He walked over to Barbie who was smiling with her hands covering her face. He put his hands on the outsides of her waist; unable to bend his fingers and held her. She reached up and wrapped her arms around his neck and they embraced one another.
“I love you, Barbie. You need to understand that I’m not doing this. And I can’t have this argument every day. It’ll mess up my playtime with Katie thinking about it,” Ken said as sadness dripped off of his words.
She lifted her head up to see his smiling face then rested her forehead on his chest. As they continued to hug they heard footsteps from outside of the door and immediately let go of one another and put themselves back where Katie had them; Ken on the Chair and Barbie in bed. They both heard Teresa run over and fall in front of the Barbie house.
The human girl entered the bedroom, closed the door, threw her book bag on the bed, and dropped to her knees in front of the Barbie house. She instantly picked up Teresa, gripped her neck and began to rub her brown hair down. She then adjusted her skirt and lifted both of her arms out in front of her. She reached over and grabbed Ken then shifted on her knees over to the area she created to be Teresa's house and began to play.
Several hours later Katie left Teresa and Ken as they were in the makeshift bed and went to go have dinner.
“Ken! You get over here right now!” Barbie yelled from her Kitchen.
Ken and Teresa were both naked under a cut up sock that was pretending to be her bed covers. He quickly scooted back from their spooning position; he freed his one arm under her body and ran over to her house.
“What the hell? You’re naked?”
Ken looked down to see his bare abs and flat private area exposed, “Uh, yea. Bu-but again, it’s not me! It’s Katie! She’s doing this!”
Barbie sat on the couch, her toes pointed and her hands raised in front of her face, “You’re enjoying this aren’t you? You get to cheat every day. I hear what Katie says you say! ‘Oh yeah, Teresa, I love you. Mmm I don’t love Barbie anymore.’”
“That’s not all that’s being said,” Teresa’s voice came in as she stood on the side of the house with the sock wrapped around her, “You hear Katie’s story, but I hear Kens,” her sultry voice cooed.
Ken looked over at Teresa then abruptly at Barbie whose hands were on her lap now. He stood up and lifted both arms in front of him and alternated swinging them up and down, “Teresa, what are you talking about? Please stop,” he whispered to her.
“No,” she began as she took another step, her pointed toe was on the frame of the house now, “If you think what Katie is saying is bad, you should hear what your man says to me during playtime.”
Ken kept walking between the two with his arms scissoring back and forth, “No one needs to hear anything, Teresa,” his voice became more panicked.
“Matter of fact, I’ll re-tell it right now.”
Ken’s head turned as he yelled, “No!”
“So when Katie came in, she instantly grabbed Ken and myself. Well, as you heard we went on a date at what was her idea of an Italian restaurant. Cut up dry spaghetti noodles colored with red crayon is not spaghetti, but anyways, when she sat us at the table and made up her own dialogue, Ken proceeded to tell me all the dirty things he wanted to do to me.”
Barbie held her hands up together in front of her chest, “What was said?” she asked.
“While Katie moved our hands to eat, he described sucking the bottom of my earlobe then tracing his tongue down my neck, onto my chest down to my breast around my nipple,” she paused as she moved the sock against her body, “From one nipple to the other, down to my belly button, down to, what he said, ‘your flower’.”
“Ken? Is this true?” Barbie whined.
But Teresa interjected before Ken could speak, “I’m not finished. He said once he got to my flower he would spread my legs as wide as possible, caress my thighs then swirl his tongue on my clit.”
Barbie gasped at the vulgarity. She looked at Ken who still had the smile on his face then back at Teresa who was trying to play with her hair but her arm could only reach so far.
“He's never spoken like that around me. You don’t even have nipples!” she directed at Teresa then back to Ken, “Is she lying?” Barbie’s voice began to get louder.
“But I’m not finished. He said he would push my legs up and suck on my clit and every now and again dip his tongue into my pussy. He said once he feels the time is right, he’ll get hold of my clit and flick his tongue on it then glide his middle finger in my vagina and slowly finger fuck me.”
“Ken!”
“He would keep going, his finger hitting my G spot until I cum all over his hand-”
"Shut it, Teresa!" Barbie had been shaking the whole time she talked and finally had enough.
She stood up and tip toed over to Teresa who began to back away from the house. Ken stood behind them panicked; unable to put his hand to his face he raised his whole arm in the air.
“Look here, you shitty haired bitch,” Barbie began as she stepped to Teresa’s face, “You’re a slut and I knew it the moment Katie brought you home and took you out of your whore box. But I know it’s all a lie because our legs don’t even spread that way and Ken can’t bend his elbows or separate his fingers so get away from my house!”
Teresa smiled as she adjusted the sock around her body and looked over at Ken who continued to walk in circles, “Well, whatever. Don’t believe me then. Katie is still going to keep playing with us and having him cheat on you so, take that.”
“Get out!” Barbie screamed as her head bobbled. She walked back over to Ken who stood with his arms down as she reached up to caress his face. Her forehead rested on his chin.
“Ken,” she began, “You get out too.”
Ken lifted his arms to her hips, “But, Barbie?”
She lifted her hands to separate their bodies, “No, stop. It’s all okay,” she paused, “You know why?”
Ken kept the same look on his face, but his head tilted wondering what she would say.
“You know when Katie takes me with her sometimes? Well, thats when me and G.I Joe fuck.”
lol hope you enjoyed!
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