Character Smutz

Huggy Wuggy x Reader

They were still there. The workers I mean, you see a while back there was or still is this place called Playtimes Co. and it was super popular with its tall Huggy Wuggy plush- it was a blue furry creature with comical eyes, large red lips, yellow hands and ribbon around its neck, but the thing that really made it stand out was its long arms and legs, legs and arms longer than its own torso and lemon shaped head. It was beloved by kids, but then lost its ranking to a female doll with red hair and a blue dress called- Kissy Missy. She talked to, which was horrifying to say the least and you preferred the huggy wuggy doll, hell you even bought one once out of sheer boredom and since you lived alone with no one to talk to you just talked to the doll- it was one of the best listeners you've ever seen.

One day, a pretty rainy day , you received a letter with a flower wax seal, "What is this, the 19th century?" you started out loud running a hand over the seal before popping it off to take the letter out. You skimmed over it but what really caught your attention was the red (hopefully paint) markings on the paper. In short, the workers that worked there were still there and asked you to 'Find the Flower' whatever that meant. You had no desire to do this whatsoever but, you doubt anyone else would help these poor people who you had called coworkers. Yeah you used to work there, but quit when your hands touched the larger(and I mean MUCH larger) huggy wuggy in the lobby(?) of the Company and found your hands red with...blood that was in it's fur.You wanted to file a report but the company shut down due to bankruptcy before anything would be able to happen, and good riddance, you never wanted to see that place ever again.

So why were you standing in front of the large building with shaking hands and a frog stuck in your throat?

Again, you were asked for help- of sent for help, was that how you would say it- yeah probably. You walked into the building pushing the glass doors that were obviously, but still surprisingly open and stepped into the colorful but dark building. It was around 7 at night and the only thing lighting your way was your phone flashlight as you walked around, you were walking straight into where you had put it up, the 9 ft huggy wuggy statue, it was completely made out of plush but the inside was metal, like a skeleton just not our kind. As you were walking around you noticed all the doors seemed to be locked by some sort of glowing hand scanner, or whatever you call them, you groan and turn around only to see the huggy wuggy statue had turned around to face you when your back was turned, this caused you to jump in fright "...No, no it was always like that- definitely." you said to yourself as you waved your way back to the doors of the company and looked around until spotting another glass door, this time it had something in it and if your memory proved you right about the color combination- green, pink, yellow, then red. Knew volunteering for putting that train thing up was useful- maybe not helping that whole trespassing videotape though..god that guy was annoying.

As you pick up the hitting hand thing and placed it around yourself you stepped back into the lobby to see Huggy Wuggy was facing forward and...staring right at you. "...What the fuck-" you said shakking in fear and feeling regret for coming here, you hadnt taken your eyes off it, you wont either you refused to loose you refused- did it just blink. You scream in fear as it let it's guard down as roared at you beginning to lung out right into your face sharp teeth showing from its largely opened mouth. You dodge just in time and tried to make a run for the door but a long and fuzzy arm grabbed you by the waist and curved it tightly around you making you feel as though it was about to suffocate you, you struggle against it trying to wiggle free but to no avail as it only just squeezes harder making your panic state become worse as tears seemed to fall from your eyes. You did not want to die in the forsaken place of hell, and by this thing no less. As it kept squeezing you groaned in pain but felt another sort of feeling bubble up within you...you felt arousal. You had no idea that this seemed to be something you were into but then again, you had never experienced being squeezed to death before, and it was making butterflies in your stomach while blood rushed to your semi hard member. You wiggle in desperation to get out only for the large creature to squeeze you harder and harder to the point of-