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1. Puppet by RenKov

   Fandoms: Poppy Playtime (Video Game)  

   • Explicit
   • Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Rape/Non-Con
   • F/M, Other, M/M
   • Work in Progress

   04 Mar 2026

   Tags

   • Graphic Depictions Of Violence
   • Rape/Non-Con
   • Experiment 1006 | The Prototype/The Player (Poppy Playtime)
   • Experiment 1006 | The Prototype (Poppy Playtime)/Reader
   • Experiment 1006 | The Prototype (Poppy Playtime)
   • The Player (Poppy Playtime)
   • Dubious Consent
   • Conditioning
   • Monsterfucking | Teratophilia
   • Blood and Gore
   • Predator/Prey
   • Size Difference
   • Manipulation
   • Gender-Neutral Reader-Insert
   • Human Experimentation
   • Obsessive Behavior
   • Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD
   • Dead Dove: Do Not Eat
   • Slow Burn
   • Force-Feeding
   • Prototype is a clever bastard
   • Player Has a Bad Time
   • Tongue Fucking
   • Body Worship
   • Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence
   • This Is Not Going To Go The Way You Think
   • Player Is Traiyng To Get Out Of This Alive
   • Sorry Not Sorry
   • No Beta Because The Author Is Already Dead
   • Unreliable Narrator
   • Tags May Change
   • English Is Not The Author's First Language

   Summary

   The escape with Poppy died before it could even be born. Claws tore your body open as though rending a veil, and what remained of you was little more than a fragile thread of life. It was then that the nightmare of Playtime Co. revealed its true face: the hell that existed within it, forged from endless days of struggling for your own survival.

   Only for it all to end, in the end, with you confined before the worst abomination that factory could conceal.

   Whatever the purposes of the Prototype may harbor, they belong to a future you have no desire to witness. For one certainty remains, driven into your mind like iron:

   You do not intend to be here when they finally come to fruition.

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