Pupa Doll Novels & Stories

My barely-there black sequin dress caught the light of the disco ball. My makeup was sharp and aggressive: blood-red lips and smoky, winged eyeliner that formed a seductive cat-eye. I imagined Rocco's frown, the disgusted look in his eyes he'd give me before telling me to go back and change. But this was the real me, Rosalie Thorne, the Thorn Principessa, who never had to dull her edges for anyone. Just like now. Julian had booked us the prime circular booth in the center of the club. Across from me, a male model, barely twenty, was blushing as he stared at my collarbone.

As Eva stepped into the room, the sight she was greeted with was completely. unexpected. The space, once defined by the practicality of a sofa and television, had been transformed into a makeshift tent. A bedspread, artfully erected, stood. as the centerpiece, adorned with scattered toys that hinted at an impromptu camping adventure or some imaginative game that had unfolded in her absence. Despite the vibrant chaos of scattered toys, an unexpected tranquility enveloped the room. The trio; Xavier, Daisy, and Liam, lay sound asleep, blissfully unaware of the world around them.

Xander’s itten on something strange in the cake, and he stops before waving for a napkin. “Here,” I say breathlessly, quickly handing him one. He spits out a tiny plastic doll, no bigger than an inch long, dressed only in a plastic diaper. It’s got dark hair and blue eyes, and smiles at us with a plastic smile. “Um, was that supposed to happen?” he asks with confusion. “What is this? Why is there a miniature doll in my cake?”

As soon as they entered the toy store, Anya’s eyes widened in delight. “Wow! Look at all the new dolls! Penelope, look! This one looks just like a princess!” Penelope crouched beside her, examining the doll. “She really does. Do you want her?” “Yes! And I want a teddy bear too! A big one!” Anya ran to another aisle, dragging Penelope along. She stopped in front of a massive brown teddy bear, almost her size. “This one! I want to sleep with it every night!”

" * Pftt* ... By the way, why are you holding dolls? Was there like a sale out there or something and you discovered your creepy plangonologist side? What? Your girlfriend keeping you on a tight leash, so you're fucking dolls now?" ".... Ohhhh... Yeah, that's definitely it. You know I was really tempted with this one doll that was on sale because it really looks like you." "* Scoffs* Brat. There's no way they sell old man dolls, now do they?" " They do! It's called grandpa Galahad and it comes with 3 very kinky kinds of underwear. " " That's disturbing in so many ways. " V4 shuddered. I slowly hold one of the dolls really close to his face and wait. V4 turns to look at me and was shocked to

CALLING ME TO COME TO HIM. As I get closer, I can hear his voice clearer, I felt controlled. My brain had no idea what was going on. It's just my body moving. Before I realize what is going on, I was climbing a tree. A hand grabbed me and I fell on the cement. I blinked and opened my head as I moaned. I quickly touched my hand to see if I had a wound in my head. I stand up and hold my head. I didn't notice a little girl standing and facing me, cuddling a weird doll tight in her arms. It was made of yarn and some ropes. Two black buttons stitched in the crochet ball resemble the eyes and a stitched smile. The body was made of ropes and it has no dress at all. The doll has short bangs, showin

Pandora Being named after the one woman who unleashed the darkness and evil beings into our world just simply opening a box has never been easy, especially when I need to meet new people. They hesitate to talk to me and even look at me or towards me. I've heard rumors that I'm a witch's hybrid with a wolf, that I was cursed when I was born, and even that I was cursed because I tried to seduce the mate of a powerful witch, but none of this is true, and it also makes no sense, I never crossed the boundaries of the lands of the pack. But even if these unfounded rumors amuse me, after all, we realize how far people's imagination scans, I have my responsibilities, such as: doing my homework, afte

Author's p.o.v It's a beautiful spring day. Light winds are blowing all around. People are busy with their own business. A group of girls consisting of 5 members are eating panipuri( Indian snacks) in front of a panipuri stall. They are laughing and talking about many things. One of them is looking very eye-catching because of her beautiful smile. She is smiling like a carefree person. She is wearing a black colour long skirt with an orange colour top. Her dress is looking too much good on her. Her waist-length black hairs are blowing on the light winds.

Nathan smiled. Alva approached again, handing her doll to Elena. “Mommy… this is the doll Mommy bought me when I turned five. Its name is Bubu.” Elena stared at the doll, her eyes welling up. “Bubu…” Elena hugged Alva again. “Thank you for coming today… everyone. Mommy will try my hardest to remember all of you.” Katty smiled while holding her mother’s hand. “We know Mommy can do it.”

(LITTLE RED RIDING HOOD) “CONSENTES DII, JUNO, JUPITER.” She immediately chanted getting the gist and two of what is the world is playing, where she volunteers to act as one of the puns and the doll a puppeteer can control and continue. “Minerva, Apollo, Mars, Ceres, Mercurius, Diana, Baccus, Vulcanus, Pluto, Vesta, Venus.” Pausing as her sight moves towards and unto the being whose smile marks the satisfaction of her words and very soul. IT open IT’s arms wide and free while giggling in amusement and exhilaration welcoming her with the words.