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jammed-out · 7 months
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Invisible Strings
“Hey check it out. There’s a weird puppet over here!” May called out to her friend from across the antique shop. She hoped that he heard her, it was a pretty big shop and the puppet was just to weird to not share.
It looked like some kind of marionette but as if it was never finished. It’s wooden body had no discernible features to it. As if it was a children’s doll, fresh out of the box, no clothes, just a plain smooth surface. Except for it’s face which seemed to be just a generic looking face. It was pretty creepy, the way it was strung up, strings holding it up loosely, tied to some handle up above.
May reached out and grabbed its body pulling it closer to take a look. She ran her thumb over the bare stomach, recoiling quickly, letting it fall back against the shelf with a thud as something sharp pricked her finger. She raised it to her mouth, sucking on it, trying to remove the splinter that had caught her.
“Stupid fucking doll.” She mumbled around her finger.
“I’m not a doll. I’m a puppet.”
May stopped and froze. She turned back to the puppet slowly and looked at it. It didn’t move. She sighed in relief. Must be losing it.
She turned back around intending to walk away but suddenly felt stuck. It was as if her legs wouldn’t move. She tried to step forward but couldn’t even bend her knee to lift her foot. May tried, her face squeezing together tightly in effort to no luck.
“Puppets don’t get to control themselves. You should know that.”
May turned to the sound of the voice. Back over her shoulder, the puppet hung there, staring at her, hand outstretched. From it invisible strings seemed to connect to May’s body. She could see them shimmer in the air.
The puppet pulled and May’s body spun around, pivoting on one foot. She stomped down, heavy feet dragging her back towards the puppet. She couldn’t fight it. Her whole body moved like a marionette, invisible strings holding her upright.
The closer she got the more the puppet looked like her. It’s face had the unmissable angles and curves of hers but in puppet form. Long red hair fell from the top of its head, cascading over its shoulders. Gone was the template body, instead, it’s nude form looked exactly like her body. Even down to its pussy and the tattoo she had right above it.
May tried to scream but the only thing that happened was her jaw went slack, falling down leaving her mouth open. She tried to close it. To move, to do anything, but she was stuck in place. She felt her knees buckle and dropped to the ground, legs spread out under her.
May watcher as around the corner Charlie peaked his head. He smiled and crossed over to her. “Hey May. Finally found you. This place is a maze.” He stopped just in front of her kneeling body. “What’re you doing?”
“Hey hot stuff. May’s not in control anymore. She’s my puppet.” The puppet said on the shelf. It’s hand twitched forcing her to wave as if to prove a point.
“Wait what? So what are you? Some kind of magical puppet?” He asked looking between May and the puppet. May felt so small and useless being talked over like that.
“Something like that. May down there is now stuck with me controlling her for life. The more we’re connected, the more she’ll become the puppet. Want to take her for a test ride? I’ll feel everything she does and I’m starving for cock.”
There was no way Charlie was going to do this. He wouldn’t. He’d help May out. She was sure of it. Or at least she was up until the moment she was staring at his cock.
She felt herself be forced to smile. Her hands moved, gripping his hips as her mouth wrapped around the head. She swirled her tongue over the tip feeling it start to harden in her mouth. She was so embarrassed. She was in public. Anyone could see her.
“That’s a good puppet May. We’re going to have so much fun together.”
May nodded and felt her eyes droop. Drool poured out of her mouth onto her shirt as she worked more and more of the cock into her throat.
Her hand stuffed itself under her skirt, rubbing her drenched pussy through her underwear. She wanted to stop, to cry out, to beg for help, but she was nothing more than a puppet now.
Charlie grunted, cumming in her throat. His cock twitching with each time he thrusted. He slowly pulled backwards, dragging his wet cock from her mouth. She followed it. Eyes wide, hungry for more.
“Great job May. Now come on Charlie and finish your part of the deal. Get me out of this shop and I’ll keep May here your perfect little fuck puppet.”
May tried to turn to look up at Charlie but instead her body went limp crumpling onto the floor. Charlie had done this to her. But why?
“Sorry May. But when I saw this puppet I just knew you’d be so much better as a living doll. Don’t worry though.” May felt the strings grip her, dragging her limbs, pulling her body back up into a standing position. Her head rolled across her shoulders. She could see Charlie holding the puppet in his arms. It smiled at May waving its hand. May found herself waving too. “I’ll take good care of you puppet.”
May wanted to scream and curse at him. But all she Magee to say was “I’ll be your perfect fuck puppet!”
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I was commissioned by @nicedemonqueen to draw spectra Chai , the free extra doodle is the puppet kale!
Thank you for commissioning me x3 ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
And yes I did ask if I could post this.
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monsterohnenamen · 4 months
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“I would describe myself as a human being who couldn’t become a complete puppet, I am an unfinished puppet, whose lifeless frame still contains a beating heart at it’s core. I am neither dead, nor am I alive.”
-Sasori
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mineral-vulture · 10 months
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Attack for @twerkyvulture who seems to have nabbed herself a Marty doll. Though is this JUST a Marty doll or the ACTUAL Marty himself? Who knows!
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alicemclean-2203 · 6 months
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tried something new didnt like it still posting it moving on
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mt-beast · 2 years
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Vincent Morelli himself in the flesh, if--that is what you can call it.
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ungojirasapiente · 1 year
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day 26 of Mogeko March 2023, the prompt for today was dolls or puppets, so i chose Deadoll, who is, as her name implies, a living doll. ------ día 26 del Mogeko March 2023, el tema del día eran muñecos o marionetas, así que escogí a Deadoll, quien es, como su nombre implica, una muñeca viviente. --- Deadoll by Funamusea  
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slimejellomold · 2 years
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sketchy-tour · 4 months
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I have been working on this piece for AGES aajsdfjkndf AUGH
I just! I just want Wally frog catching with his bestie to exist into the world dang it!!!! The idea of him slowly catching frogs and running straight to Barnaby to show him is one of my favorite things to think about. Now I can beam such an idea into yalls mind with the power of art I spent too much time on
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torpublishinggroup · 2 months
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"Warning Signs Your Machines Are Trying to Kill You!" by TJ Klune
(Legally, I’m required to tell you that when smart phones first became popular, I bought one and then asked for the address of the app store because I thought it was a physical location I had to go to in order to download apps and not something already on your phone. Also, I was recently told I speak like an old person so as a warning, there will not be any slang you youths typically hear, especially on Tumblr. Any slang I’ve learned in the last five years has been against my will. I still don’t know what FOMO means, and I don’t care.)
1. Oh no! You and your family are trying to enjoy a movie night, but Overlord Prime (With Free Shipping) wants a sacrifice at the altar of their god, BeeZos. Should this happen, do not attempt to give Overlord Prime (With Free Shipping) a cantaloupe with googly-eyes on it and say that it is your baby. Overlord Prime (With Free Shipping) knows the difference between fruit and children. Instead, ask the machine to order dog food, and it will forget about eating humans for a little while.
2. If you own a very fancy vehicle that can drive itself, always make sure to carry a brick. That way, when the car locks you inside and attempts to drive you off a cliff into a gas station, you can break the window using the brick. You will then have to jump out, but make sure you do so in time so you can watch the wicked-ass explosion when the car hits the gas station, and you can revel in your victory over your car.
3. This one will hurt. I’m sorry, but it’s true. Chances are, you’re reading this on your phone right this second. To be safe, after you’ve finished reading this post and have clicked on the affiliated links to purchase my books, you should throw your phone into a volcano and then move to South Dakota where there are no machines, only wind and cows. That way, when everyone else gets the 5GZombieVirus that people on Twitter (I’m not calling it the other thing, shut up) seem to think is real, you’ll be safe with your cows on a windy day.
4. Get rid of your air fryer. Don’t ask me why, just do it. Red flags all around. Danger, danger.
5. Do you know of the Clapper? That thing first launched in the late 20th century (I wrote it that way to make me feel old) where the commercials showed cranky old people unable to reach their light switches, so they got a thing called a Clapper that turns your lights on and off when you clap? Guess what? Those will be the first things to try and kill you. If you love your gram-gram, save her from the Clapper. When she asks why you are destroying it with an ax, tell gram-gram it’s because you love her.
6. Do you live in a smart home? The kind where everything is connected to the internet, including your refrigerator? The refrigerator that holds your perishable foods? And oh, would you look at that: how many ice cubes have you kicked under it rather than picking them up when they fall to the floor? A dozen? A million? The refrigerator remembers. And it will spoil your food in seconds. What then? What are you going to eat? Canned food? Not if the refrigerator falls on top of you!
Unfortunately for you, this is where it must end. I hope this has given you enough information to help you survive the inevitable. If you do not heed my warnings, well. Who cares. I’m not in charge of you. Do whatever you want. Just don’t come complaining to me when gram-gram gets the clap.
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s0fter-sin · 12 days
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people are acting like we’re saying creators shouldn’t be paid for their work; they absolutely should. and watcher already is. they have a patreon, they get sponsors, their videos regularly get millions of views which gives them ad revenue, they sell merch; they are getting paid. feeling indignant and disappointed that they’re asking us to pay for content we were already getting for free isn’t entitlement, it’s expected. ​they wanted to make bigger produced shows and now their budget can’t sustain it, that’s not on the viewer to make up for
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im a simple guy! i think about puppy Barnaby. i promptly explode into bloody heart-shaped confetti
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ccrisalright · 4 months
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My babygirls fr
I'm insanely obsessed w Richie Lipshitz but I am constantly drawing Latuski. They are just so. So everything. I love them
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mineral-vulture · 2 years
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My attack to @mummerhaus featuring my oc, Marty, having a lovely call to Weemy!
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