The Love Doll and the Faceless Man

How it started ?

In a very empty and blank world lived a doll.
She was a very lonely and strange person, living alone in that world with only her thoughts keeping her occupied.

Sometimes people came and went in that world, they appeared there and the doll in a need of love always tried to make them stay. She would change herself, her appearance being constantly modified to please anyone that would give her attention. As long as she'll get some form of love, she would do anything to please.

As the time passed, many people appeared and disappeared, and of course, the doll's appearance changed until she looked like some twisted succubus. She no longer knew what she liked or who she is, but she knew she wanted love so nothing else would matter. She became a doll who gave her love to anyone, a love doll.

One day, a new person arrived in that blank place. A man with no face. He was a tall monochromatic man, with some kind of scribble at the place where his face should have been. He looked quite scary, being very silent and stoic. But weirdly enough, he looked like he belonged to this empty space.

Of course, the doll immediately took interest in that man, she immediately started to spend time with him. She wanted to know what he liked so she could fit his taste. This tall man got quite confused by that girl's and got weirded out by her.

This man was used to seem scary or to impress people, but the fact that this girl seemed to have immediately took an interesting on him managed to surprise him. He was flattered, after all it wasn't that usual for him. But he still remained suspicious, he doesn't want this girl to toy with him. She was nice at first sight but won't let her get too close.

They still spent time together and the demon looking doll would try everytime to get closer and closer. But the man remained distant from her. This of course made the doll sad, but she was confused that he stayed here, after all, no one remained in that place unless they wanted that doll's love.
Unlike anyone else, he won't use her.

One day, the doll decided to talk to the faceless man about it :

«Hey, I was wondering, why do you always remain distant from me ?» she finally asked, wanting to get a better understanding of this situation.

«I'm not interested in succubusses, I don't like being used for someone's pleasure.» the man immediately responded, quite sure of the girls true nature. After all, he knew she had been giving her love to anyone and with her not pure appearance, no one but a dirty succubus would do that. But he was wrong.
«A succubus ?» the doll looked at him with pure confusion before he answered once again.

«Yes. Look at you with your horns, and corrupted mind and perverse appearance. You can't be anything other than a succubus.» He looked at her, pointing at her body as he explained his point. «You're a perverse being that uses people for her own good. I won't fall for that. So I'd rather not be too close to you»

As he explained his point, the doll looked at herself a little sad as she realized that her appearance was exactly what he was describing. In her search for love, she lowered her standards, she made herself looking more easy to approach and also accepted being used as long as it gave her the feeling that she is wanted by someone.

«I think I can understand your point ... But you're not right, I ain't no succubus. I'm juste a doll, a being able to change and please people. Unlike a succubus, I don't use people, I let people use me.» She remained calm as she corrected the man in front of her. «I am like this because I want to be loved, and I learned that people approach me when I look more sexual I guess. They give away their love easily when I look like this and act like a horny being.»

The faceless man looked at her as she pointed at her horns to make this lame joke, he knew she struggled to keep a chat serious but said nothing about it and allowed her to explain her point.