mindbrokensluts: Rihanna could hardly believe it when she was contacted by a representative from the
mindbrokensluts: Rihanna could hardly believe it when she was contacted by a representative from the illustrious toy manufacturer Mattel. They genuinely wanted her to become their next barbie! That’s exactly what they said. She had heard that they were expanding the range of toys finally to showcase beautiful women who don’t fit their dumb blonde bimbo stereotype and they actually wanted her to model for a new barbie! Ever since she was a little girl she wished she had a doll that looked like her and now her dream was coming true. Her pearly white teeth sparkled as she beamed out a great big smile to the receptionist at the design studio they sent her to. She wondered if it was a coincidence that the receptionist looked almost exactly like she was one of the company’s old dolls. Everything from her platinum blonde hair and pouty round lips to her frankly oversized breasts which strained against her top, just begging to burst out. Not that Rihanna was staring or anything they were just difficult not to notice, especially with the way she stuck out her chest and made them bounce slightly as she giggled like a schoolgirl. “Omg you are totally lucky you get to be a pretty barbie doll! I’m jelly! Like, go through that cute pink door there and the super cute makeup guys will get you ready!” The receptionist its chirped in a high pitched voice. Still smiling, Rihanna thanked the receptionist and made her way to the other room, still trying not to think about the bubbly bimbo’s bouncy breasts as she entered into what seemed to be a pink fog. Immediately her head was swimming as the door was closed behind her and men began to surround her. Various makeup implements were thrust into her face and an explosion of powder blocked her vision and flooded her lungs as she inhaled. Breathing out a pink mist she quickly grew lightheaded and her body started to sway. Hands reached up to grab her. Propping her up or…no…groping her flesh…she couldn’t really tell what was happening. The pinkness swirled and whirled around her vision and her perception of time was thrown out of sync. All she could seem to do was gasp and sigh as she felt the hands all over her. Squeezing, rubbing, fingers running smoothly over her bare breasts, little pink bubbles popping in her head as they flicked her nipples. Wait, when had she become topless? How many hands were there? What was she supposed to be here for again? Everything in her mind was mired in a gooey pink marsh, so thick a hard to dig out any sensible thought. It was easier to just push her chest out and let the strong masculine hands do their work. Let her eyes roll back as her blurred sight was completely overwhelmed by the pretty pink colour. With a deep exhale of pink mist Rihanna came back to her senses. Her eyes rolled back down and she slowly adjusted to her environment, still somewhat dizzy and very confused. A man (one of the ones whose hands were all over her?) approached and handed her a small, plastic doll. It had shiny skin with a slim figure, rounded hips and large, perky tits. The hair was blonde and the expression was that of a ditzy bimbo. It looked just like any previous barbie, in fact maybe it was. “Our new barbie is finished.” The man explained confidently. She wasn’t sure why but Rihanna found his voice strangely penetrating. Trustworthy. Just the idea that it was a man talking seemed to make her feel at ease and accepting. “B-but this isn’t…uh…it doesn’t look like me.” She stuttered out, trying to put her finger on what was different about her voice. It was…higher…more breathy and seductive perhaps? Not to mention her lips seemed heavier and fuller. They rested naturally in a slightly open O-shape that she hadn’t noticed until now. “What do you mean, Barbie? You look exactly alike. A perfect copy. Such a pretty little doll.” He said with a grin. “Pretty little doll.” She mouthed silently in response as she tried to get her head straight. Something in the back of her mind was concerned but for some reason his words slid right into her brain like well lubed cock into a slick pussy…where did that thought come from? What was he even talking about her looking like this dumb bimbo dolly. “Have a look for yourself, Barbie.” He said, pointing her towards a large mirror. It almost slipped past her again but this time she noticed….he called her Barbie! Before she felt like she should just accept it. After all he was a smart man and she was just a pretty little doll. Uh wait that seemed wrong. Plus her name wasn’t even Barbie! It was Ri…no uh…Hannah? That wasn’t right. Whatever she did the name Barbie kept floating around her head. Whatever, he called her Barbie and something told her that she should obey him. In bewilderment she gawked at the mirror, not recognising the woman staring back. She was young and petite with a glazed over, dull eyed bimbo type of look. Inflated tits almost popping out from under the small top that just about stretched far enough to cover her nipples. The rest of her body was naked, a sheen on her skin she had only seen in photos or on dolls and even a droplet of clear liquid rolling steadily down the inside of her thigh. “Who…who is…” Barbie trailed off as she ran her hands up to her tits and fondled them softly, moaning sensually as her freshly manicured fingertips played with her hard pink nubs. At the same time the airhead in the mirror copied her every move and Barbie quickly realised that it was definitely her reflection. “That’s right Barbie. You’re such a good doll. Men will love to play with you.” His voice was honey. Words trickling through her hollow head and clinging to the sides. Good doll. Barbie was a good doll. She continued playing with her nipples and emitting long, high pitched moans from her glistening pink, parted lips as the man reached down to his zipper. Barbie didn’t know what was happening until she felt the fleshy throbbing head pressing against her pillowy lips and sliding easily into her hungry throat with a smutty slurping noise. In moments she was eagerly swallowing his dick with vigorous bobbing motions and sloppy suction sounds. The newest Barbie was complete. -- source link