A Mysterious Carnival...

It is Autumn, and the Midnight Carnival is here. The air has that cool, crisp bite to it. It is chilly, and there is the smell of something sweet— and wood smoke all around.

There is a small, doll-like woman holding out a candied apple to a passing carnival-goer, a large smile on her face that is ever-so-slightly too much. Her movements are jerky and her doll joints are noticeable, but her voice seems pleasant enough as she trills: “Here you are! And don’t miss the astonishing Puppet Show at the end of the lane! It will be unforgettable, promise!”

As she turns your direction, her face had flattened, but she brightens with such speed that it’s slightly alarming and curtsies again, putting on another large smile. “Well, another visitor! Might I interest you in—,” and here she pulled a wrapped candy from her apron pocket. “—a sweet?” Her eyes sparkled with something a bit more than amusement, as she clicked her finger joints open towards you.

PART OF THE MIDNIGHT CARNIVAL COLLAB!

Notes: DEAD DOVE, Horror Themes including body horror, loss of autonomy, circus horror, , NSFW Allowed: All sexual and relationship interactions are grown-up aged. 18+ Only.