Trick or Treat! Stepsister Switched Tantaly Sex Doll on Halloween and I Didn’t Notice the Difference and Fucked Her!

It was Halloween night, the perfect time for mischief and naughty pranks. I had been planning this for weeks, ever since my stepdad mentioned his new “Tantally Sex Doll” he had ordered online for “stress relief.” I was determined to let him have a taste of his own medicine.

The plan was simple: sneak into their bedroom, swap the doll with a highly realistic Halloween sex doll I had forged over the past few weeks. I wanted to see the look on his face when he realized he had been fucking a rubber instead of his wife! It was going to be hilarious.

Halloween night arrived. Everyone was out trick-or-treating. I waited until my stepdad was alone in his room, probably teasing his doll like the pathetic pervert he was. Silently, I crept up to his bedroom, adrenaline pumping through my veins. I cracked open the door and slid inside, staying low to avoid being seen. The room was dark, lit only by the faint glow of a candle.

I tip-toed over to where I had hidden my sex doll earlier that day. It was perfect, down to the last fake mole and freckle. I lifted it and crept over to the bed, where my stepdad was awkwardly humping away, grunting with every thrust. Disgusted but amused, I waited for the perfect moment to strike.

With a swift maneuver, I switched the dolls and planted my Halloween edition right where he’d left his wife. I crept back out of the room, barely able to contain myself with laughter.

Later that night, as the family was returning home from trick-or-treating, I was excited to find out if my trick had worked. We settled in the living room and waited for my stepdad to join us, but he never did. After a while, my curiosity got the better of me.

Quietly, I snuck upstairs and outside his darkened bedroom. I knocked on the door, but there was no answer. I knocked again, louder this time. Finally, a voice rasped out behind the door. “Come in.”

I pushed the door open and flicked on the lights. The sight that greeted me made me gasp. There on the bed was my stepdad, completely naked, calf-deep in the most realistic sex doll ever seen. He was propped up against the headboard, eyes glazed over and absolutely drenched in sweat.

“You little shit,” he growled, realizing his mistake. “You swapped the fucking dolls!”

I burst out laughing, tears running down my face from the sheer ridiculousness of the situation. “I can’t believe you didn’t notice the difference,” I managed to choke out.

My stepdad just shook his head, clearly embarrassed but also amused. “You little devil,” he chuckled.

I backed out of the room and shut the door behind me, still laughing uncontrollably. I had finally got my stepdad! He’d had this coming for a long time. As I made my way back downstairs, I realized I had a newfound respect for my new doll. She was a masterpiece.

Days later, I was still grinning to myself over my successful Halloween prank. That night, I let my stepdad have it, teasing him mercilessly about his lack of observation skills. And to my surprise, he took it all in good humor, even joking about his “new girlfriend” slipped statements to his friends. It was my best Halloween yet!

I filed this incident away in my ever-expanding folder of incriminating evidence against my stepdad. Who knew what else I could expose him to later on? But for now, I was thoroughly satisfied. I had pulled off what was surely the most epic switch-a-roo in modern history, leaving him with a literal Halloween surprise that would make him squirm with embarrassment for years to come.