The Toy (New 23 April 2026)

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Chapter 5

When Mel reappeared in the living room, she was dressed in a baseball cap and sunglasses, tie-dyed t-shirt, cut-off jean shorts, and sandals.

“Time for lunch! And then I have some fun activities planned,” Mel said. “I see Mr. Wiener still wants to play. We’ll have to do something about that.” She winked.

Tom was embarrassed, but tried in vain not to let it show.

Mel got to work making lunch for the two of them, grilled cheese sandwiches and tomato soup, then they sat down to eat—but not before she put down a towel on Tom’s chair for him to sit on.

“Careful with the soup,” Mel said. “I’d never forgive myself if you burned yourself.” Tom knew exactly where she meant. He hadn’t been nervous before, but he was now.

“Aww, he wants to say hi,” Mel cooed.

Tom was confused at first but then realized his glans and circumcision scar line were visible above the level of the tabletop. His look of absolute mortification made Mel laugh really hard.

After Tom finished his food, Mel gathered up the lunch dishes, rinsed them off and put them in the dishwasher.

Before Tom could relax, Mel said, “Now it’s time to go outside and work off your lunch… and that boner!” she laughed.

“But I can’t go out there!” Tom objected. “I’m naked. What if people see me?”

“You can, and you will. Besides, we have a privacy fence!”

Once they were outside, Mel started chasing Tom around the backyard, his genitals bouncing with every movement. After an hour and a half, the chase ended after Tom inadvertently fell on the ground. She had finally caught him. After making sure he was okay, she straddled his stomach and started tickling him, giggling the entire time.

Tom started moaning and Mel realized something was going to happen. She rolled off him just in time for his penis to start shooting. The semen hit him mostly square in the chest, though some flew into his face, too.

“I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean for that to happen!” Mel said genuinely. “Let’s get you cleaned up and then we can cool off in the pool.”

Mel retrieved her tote bag with towels from its spot by the sliding glass door and returned to Tom. She rummaged through the bag and pulled out an old, frayed, bleach-stained towel, which she gingerly used to wipe the semen off Tom’s face and chest.

She helped him to his feet, then pushed him into the pool, after which she stripped down to her bralette and panties. “Daddy says I’m too young for a bikini. He keeps buying me those dumb one-piece bathing suits… for little kids. You think I’m old enough now, right?”

Tom nodded nervously. If he hadn’t had a boner already, he’d definitely have one right now. It was a good thing Mel couldn’t see. He’d spoken too soon. Mel jumped into the pool.

Mel challenged him to a race and they swam four laps, end-to-end. Tom tried to make it look like a fair race, but he let Mel win. He acted like a gracious loser, but he was certain that Mel knew.

After a while, Mel got bored and started a splashing match. Then she kept going under the water and trying to grab Tom’s crotch, which he tried to fight off the best he could.

She surfaced again, now even bored with trying to mess with Tom. “I’m starting to get cold. Let’s go inside.”

She got out of the pool and started to dry off, and Tom followed. She tossed him a towel. Tom quickly started to dry his body, then wrapped himself in the towel. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the bare skin of Mel’s back and butt.

Mel had stripped off her underwear and dried the damp areas she missed in order to put back on her dry clothes. For the first time since he’d got to Mel’s house, Tom’s penis went flaccid and his body was too cold for him to get erect, though he was sure it would return with time.

Mel raced ahead of Tom into the house, retrieving his bag from the entryway closet. As Tom came inside, he saw Mel running up the stairs with his bag. He had no choice but to follow.

He saw his duffel bag sitting on the floor of Mel’s bathroom. She hadn’t played a practical joke on him, yet, but he supposed there was still time. Anyway, where was Mel?

He went into Mel’s bedroom. “Mel? Mel, where are you?!”

“I’m getting changed!” came a voice from Mel’s closet. She emerged, dressed in a sweatshirt, sweatpants, and fuzzy socks.

“We’ve got about an hour until Daddy gets home. You should go get—” Mel burst out laughing as Tom’s towel fell to the ground, exposing his flaccid penis and shrinkage-stricken scrotum.

“What? It’s cold, okay?!” Tom moved to cover himself. Normally, Mel would’ve told him off for that, but she was just too amused.

Tom crouched down to grab the towel with one hand, with the other still covering his crotch, and ran off to the bathroom, slamming the bathroom door closed behind him.

“Is everything okay in there?” Mel said later to the closed door.

“Just putting my pants on,” Tom said.

She opened the door, which Tom had forgotten to lock. Luckily, he was in the process of zipping up, so she didn’t get the satisfaction of watching him change.

“I’m sorry for laughing,” Mel said. “It just took me by surprise, that’s all. I didn’t know it could get that small.”

The way she said the word small, intentional or not, made Tom wince.

“It’s okay,” he said. “It’s natural to be curious,” he reasoned, though he knew that wasn’t why she laughed.

“Let’s go watch some TV,” Mel said.

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Chapter 6

When Gus arrived home, Mel and Tom were cuddled up together under a blanket on the couch, watching a movie.

“Mel? Tom? Where are you?” Gus called out.

“In the living room, Daddy!” Mel yelled back.

Gus stepped into the living room. “Hi, sweetheart!”

“Hi, Daddy!” Mel said. “We got cold from swimming earlier.”

“How’s the movie, pumpkin? Did you have fun with Tom today?”

“The movie’s okay. I keep falling asleep.” She laughed. “Oh Daddy, I had so much fun!”

“Was she a handful, Tom? You can be honest.” Gus laughed.

“Nothing I couldn’t handle. She’s been great company,” Tom said, wanting to make a good impression.

“I got pizza for dinner,” Gus said. “I hope that’s okay.”

“You know how much I love pizza!” Mel said.

“Can you help me get the pizza from the car, Tom?” Gus asked.

“Sure,” Tom said, hopping off the couch and following Gus to the entryway, where he put his shoes on.

Outside, they got the pizza out of the backseat of Gus’ Volvo. It was obvious he wanted to have a man-to-man talk, away from Mel’s earshot.

“She’s been behaving?” Gus asked.

“A little rambunctious, but that’s to be expected. I think she’s enjoying having someone to hang out with for once. She’s a real sweetheart, honestly.”

“Good. And you’ve been doing what she asks?” Gus asked. “Remember, the truth will come out if you’re being deceitful.”

“Yes, sir,” Tom said, unsure why he was suddenly getting the third degree when they had an agreement.

“Good. Let’s get the pizza inside, before it gets cold.”

They had their dinner of pizza and pop. Tom tried to make small talk with Gus about his job, while Mel kept making silly faces to try to get her father’s attention. After dinner, Mel snuggled up to her father on the couch and the three of them watched a movie until it was Mel’s bedtime.

“Alright, Mel, time to go brush your teeth and get your pajamas on, so we can get you all tucked in for sleepies,” Gus said, and the two of them disappeared up the stairs.

Tom distracted himself with the start of the local news broadcast.

Gus came back downstairs. “Mel wanted to see you. I think she wants a goodnight kiss from you, too,” he laughed. “I forgot to mention it before I left this morning, but the couch has a fold-out bed. That’s where you’ll be sleeping. I just put new sheets on it the other day.”

“Okay. Thanks, Gus. Have a good night.”

“Goodnight, Tom.” Gus went back up the stairs and Tom heard a shower turn on a few minutes later.

Tom went upstairs to Mel’s room and anxiously entered.

“Hi there, boytoy,” Mel said, trying something out. “Mommy wants some sugar,” she laughed.

Tom stifled a laugh, and gave her a kiss on the cheek. “Goodnight, Mel.”

“Goodnight, Tom,” she said and closed her eyes. As Tom started to leave, she said quietly, “I’ll see you in the morning,” which made Tom wince.

Tom went down the hallway to Mel’s bathroom to change into his pajamas, brush his teeth, and relieve himself, remembering to lift up the toilet seat.

He went back downstairs and tried to settle into the fold-out bed. He was having trouble sleeping, but he never did that well sleeping in new places.

What have I got myself into? Tom thought to himself.

It was only Monday and Mel’s birthday wasn't until Friday. Tom hoped he’d last the whole week without messing up. It was possible Gus would leave work early on Friday to get a jump-start on Mel’s birthday celebrations, so Tom would have to be naked during the day at least until then. Hopefully he wouldn’t have to be naked on the weekend, though, because that would be difficult with Gus around. Maybe Gus knew about Mel’s plans to keep him naked and just didn’t care?

No, that’s ridiculous, Tom thought.

After a while, Tom drifted off to sleep. If he dreamed of anything, he didn’t remember it.

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It was the next morning. Tom woke up to a tight feeling near his waist, like someone was grabbing hold of him and wouldn’t let go. Groggy, he opened his eyes slightly, to see Mel’s hand wrapped around his morning wood over the blanket, squeezing. He closed his eyes and tried to go back to sleep, hoping it was all just a dream.

This is going to be a long week, he thought.


Author's note: I ran out of steam, so this is unfortunately as far as I got. It's fine with me if someone else wants to continue the story, as long as they try to honor the spirit of the characters I created and keep a lighthearted/mischievous tone.