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Every year its the same theme, I'm tired of the same old idea of humans being the victim. What if the monsters becomes the victim instead? The next monster is Dawly, a spirit bound into a um..Custom made life size marionette.

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tinkerbomb

Dawly wakes up in an attic surrounded by candles and glowing glyphs. The last thing she remember was a painful sensation of being sucked into a doll.

Gannon Clark

The attic is empty aside from these tools. It's strange, the sensation of the doll. Not entirely without sensation, but not entirely with it as well. Everything is muted, controlled. As if her inclination has become to behave and obey as a proper dolly. There's a tug on her head as she makes herself move, feeling and looking like strings have been pulled. She sees that the stairs down into the house are quite open and available for her to explore further.

James P

After years of being locked alone in the attic for so long she can't even remember what it was like to feel touch or attention the attic door opens and a young man takes it out. Cleaning out his grandfather's Attic he drags the doll out unceremoniously by its leg letting its dress fall up around its waist and brings it down showing it off to all his friends laughing and pointing at how anatomically correct and voluptuous it is as they take turns hooting and hollering

Red Viper

One of the boys pulls down the top of her dress, freeing her breasts in plain view of his friends. The cheering doesn’t stop until someone hikes up her dress. Soon enough they form a ring around Dawly as they begin feeling her up. She feels so lifelike, so real…maybe…they could have some fun with the marionette…

Ace0Spades

At first, she wasn't sure what to make of this new situation she found herself in. But as the boys continued to surround and play with her, she found she actually.........kinda liked it! It felt different, almost muted, yet still pleasant. As they paw at her dress, feeling up her sizable bust and her surprisingly soft and supple pussy lips, she lets out a small sigh of pleasure. One that goes unnoticed by them however, the rowdy crowd too focused on themselves. "Who knew Gramps was such a kinky bastard? She's actually kinda cute though. And so real......fuck, just look at that pussy! Alright boys, let's have some fun." The sound of pants being unbuckled quickly filled the air as the small group quickly pressed in closer to the marionette. Directing her hands around two thick cocks, while another parted her lips. One more started to rub against her legs, while the last pressed against her tight snatch. As they began to use her, some innate obedience sprang to life, and Dawly began to obediently service them. "Let's play together........" She thought quietly, ready for what came next.

Fugglez

For some reason, this sensation she was feeling was not unfamiliar to her. She couldn't think of why that was, but for now, she would just enjoy herself. As the boys began to rub themselves all over her, she would move ever so slightly against them. She touched the balls of one of them, rubbed the leg of another, subtle enough that the boys wouldn't think she was alive. Her eyes looked around, looking at each boy, but they didn't seem to notice. She started to move her body slowly as they used her.

Red Viper

The boys began playing with their new favorite toy with great enthusiasm and lust, each one grinning and chuckling as they “played” with Dawly. Her limbs slowly twitched with life once more as she let them use her. The boy fucking her pussy suddenly moaned as he felt her insides slowly warm up, some fluids leaking out of her. The boy who had put his cock to her lips gasped as he felt her tongue lick his tip as her hands slowly wrapped themselves around the two dicks on either side. Slowly, she was coming to life, and the boys weren’t phased at all; if anything, they kept going, their depravity driving them to the enjoy every second of this.