Poppy Playtime Characters Novels & Stories

“Loki went to go get some rope.” “Good,” she replies. “Shelby isn’t doing so well; we need to hurry.” “We will have you guys out as fast as possible,” I say looking down again and I see a little boy at the bottom, my eyes widening as I see he’s an ancient, “And what’s your name?” I ask him and he looks back towards Mia. “My name is Tank,” he says, looking up at me. “Hi, Tank, I’m Kane,” I say smiling, but he doesn’t smile back.

I can hear her and Poppy enthusiastically greet one another as I sit the card down on top of the present. "Mr Billionaire!" Poppy calls out as she and Amelia appear around the corner, a growing Benjamin already nestled into Amelia's arms as Poppy sits down two heavy looking shoulder bags on the ground. Her long blonde hair is pulled back into a messy ponytail exposing her makeup free face, not her usual made up self.

She wasn’t sure she like Fiona anymore. “No. I cannot.” Poppy crossed her arms and pouted. “Has he knotted ye yet?” Fiona ignored her pout and continued. “I have no idea what that is.” Poppy snapped. She looked at the clock. Malcom said she had to spend an hour each day with Fiona. It had been 15 minutes. 45 more to go.

I didn't wear a bra so it was easy access. I threw my head back weakly as he reached for my shorts again. “Ryan…” I couldn't help it, I was so done for. I bit my lips, my voice soft and needy when he touched my wet panties. “Soaked, huh.” I nodded, my teeth sunk inside my lips. “Damn, I wish I can fuck you, but I truly did come here to play.” Then he let go of me after teasing me, Asshole. We got down from the carousel and headed straight to the Ferris wheel. It was huge and mighty, and the guy that worked there helped us get in.

“Now crawl to every guy here and introduce yourself properly. Tell them your rule.” There were only three other men in the room with him. I got down on my hands and knees and crawled slowly and seductively across the floor, swaying my hips and arching my back to look as slutty as possible. I stopped in front of the first man. “My name is Poppy,” I said softly, looking up into his eyes. “I love cock, cum, and being fucked. Use me anyway you want, so long as you don’t tell my husband.”

"Dig in!" Felix, still rubbing the sleep from his eyes, mumbled a sleepy "Morning, Mom," as he reached for the maple syrup. Luna, always the early riser, greeted me with a bright "Good morning, Mama!" and dug into her cereal. Gina, being only four years old, remained quiet but couldn't help but giggle at the sound of her siblings chatting away.

♣️♣️♣️♣️♣️♣️♣️♣️♣️♣️ >>> LUCY POV <<< It was nighttime in the city, but some people were still scuttling around —It was 6:29 PM. Meanwhile, in a well-known bar in the city... Some people are inside the bar and hip-hop music was screeching in the atmosphere. I was sitting on a chair and Poppy was seating opposite me and we were both having a few discussions with each other, while at the same time having two bottles of vodka drinks together.

“Well, no one could miss us. Trent will see us anywhere.” Poppy looked at the dresses, then laughed. It was true. Poppy was wearing a bright blue dress that hugged her figure, with April in green and Sophie in yellow. “We are a colorful palate, that’s for sure. If you are not comfortable, let me know. We still have time to change.”

“And this is Payton.” “Paytown!” Asher cheers, grabbing her and picking her up as well. “Oh goodness, you’ve gotten so big now. How am I supposed to pick you up and spin you around if you’re a big girl?” “You lift all those heavy weights. You can do it!” Payton responds. We laugh, sitting down with the young girls. Brooke has an infectious smile; one I can’t help but give back. “I love this dress on you. And your name! Ophelia’s so unique and gentle.”

Every night, Alexa and Chris communicated and with the news she was hearing, Alexa realized how close to death she was and it scared her. Clues, Chris had asked for clues that could help them but she didn't know what to tell him...till now. She remembered the day before when Morty was telling her how much he enjoyed playing on the merry go round, or as he called it, the round swing and there's only one playground with that ride in their area, Tim's playground. That night she tried to talk to Chris but she couldn't for some reason. Maybe Josie found out and blocked their communication somehow, but she couldn't get through to him.