Trollstopia Poppy Novels & Stories

“You didn't tell me your name?” “Poppy.” “Poppy? That's not your real name.” “Yeah, everyone keeps saying that.” “What are you doing out here, Poppy?” “I just felt… I just felt something. Something was calling me.” Dorian releases her hair and tilts his head. “What?” “How should I know?” “Who is your family?” “They aren't from around here.” “Then why… the fuck do you smell so familiar?” “Okay, first of all, stop smelling me. That's bloody weird. Second of all, what's with your glowing eyes, and why are you naked?”

"Sister, you better not move. If you do, and my hand shakes, what do you think will happen?" When the cold pin touched her face, Audrey became frightened. This Carra had become a lunatic all of a sudden. Out of breath, she said in a panicked tone. "You...don't you dare. You better let me go!" Carra raised her eyebrows and smiled, but she didn't move her hand at all. She was savoring this unusual moment. She had learned grappling in her previous life, and her hand combat effectiveness was pretty good in situations like this one.

"What are you doing?" "Doing what you couldn't," Poppy's voice echoes within my mind, a sharp retort laden with determination. I'm caught off guard, unprepared for her sudden assertion of control. Her takeover is swift and seamless. "Poppy, whatever you're planning, stop. Right now isn't the time for games. Give me back control," I urge, my voice tinged with urgency as I push against her dominance, determined to regain command of my own body. "You two are mates. I don’t understand why you think he needs space from you. If anything, you should be the one with him right now in his darkest moments," Poppy interjects, her words challenging my perspective.

"Nah, she's got a hard noggin." "Give her to me before she gets hurt." I put out my hand, and Tilly dropped her down on my hand. "Poppy, are you sure you're okay?" "She nodded with watering eyes and then shot Tilly, the bird." I looked at Tilly, and she threw her hands up, "I thought it might work." Poppy flew off my hand and grabbed Tilly's foot, snagging her upside down. "Poppy, stop! You guys are acting like children! AND it's raining on my parade!"

Yet here I was, forced to swallow the unimaginable. Satisfied that she had quenched a thirst I never had, Selene pressed a book into my hands. One glance at the cover made my heart sink. Trolls. Of course it had to be trolls. In that instant, I understood Kael’s disdain for the entire franchise. This girl’s obsession was unlike anything I had ever witnessed. It coated her world—her words, her shelves, even the Princess Poppy hair ties woven into her braids. She could walk into a boardroom tomorrow and sell their brand better than any professional, all without knowing she was doing it.

“Poppy, what in the world are you--” Poppy gasped in surprise. “Did you stop taking you scent suppressants?” “What? No!”

The woman looked offended, “I live here, so it’s mine.” “Malcom Murray brought me here.” Poppy sighed, “I’m trying to get home.” “You American?” The woman squinted at Poppy as if sizing her up. “Yes?” Poppy had no idea what this was about now. “So you’re that Poppy.” She nodded to herself for a moment. “Well, I guess that makes my job a little easier.” Poppy had no idea what the lady was talking about until she whipped out a small, hollow stick and brought it to her lips. By the time Poppy realized it was a blow dart, she felt a small prick as a dart sank into her shoulder.

Could he? “I want to know if Tina and Rett in Swiped could also click in real life. Face to face. That time, I also wanted to meet you. I wanted to know the woman hiding in the virtual world. If you were as amazing as what you portray.” Amazing? Poppy was the only person who always saw the good in me. “But you happened to be the daughter of the people who owed me money and I am not the type to give anyone a charity case. I hope you understand that. So…what do you think?”

Poppie said getting irritated. “Chile please,” I said, throwing a pillow at her. She caught it and giggled. “Okay shit, it’s just that she saved me Poppie....she really did.” “Well let me in on it, shit,” “She gave me her card that day. She told me that she knew about my record and that I had a good concept but I went about it all wrong. She told me if I ever wanted to know how to do it the right way then to give her a call”

‘Oh Poppy, you are an insatiable cockwhore, look at you masturbating to their words, you deserve to be passed around like the cumdump you are, keep teasing them, you dirty little tramp. "I'm touching myself right now, boys," I messaged, and they lost it. Alex asked me to describe it and Jamal asked for a voice clip, else they wouldn’t believe I had done that. Finally, Troy sends a message that I did not expect. "How about we all do her...together. In one night." The boys slowly started to message back their agreement. Troy sends another message, "How about it, Poppy? Are you up for it?" Ken added with a ping, "All four cocks owning your slutty body at once…say yes."