The one who cracks

[F4M][SCRIPT OFFER] The one who cracks [Creepy Porcelain-cracked doll][Slow tease to Intimidation][A bit of fear play][Cracking sounds][Possesive/Motherly][FDom][Rough foreplay/sex][Dark ending]

Synopsis: Your aunt had a room that you feared a lot. Full of porcelain dolls. She thinks of them as cute and innocent, but you always knew that something was wrong with them. Now, as a grown-up, you decide to enter, just to face your fears. There is something moving in the ceiling, or is it in the walls? There is a cracking noise...

*You will play as the Creepy Porcelain-Cracked doll*
*All characters are above 18*
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() = Notes on SFX, or tone of voice, etc.

													--- The one who cracks ---

(So, this was my idea of the opening scene. A door is closed, regular steps, just a bit of echo. After a while, you could add a giggle, maybe a laugh, maybe a moan. Picture yourself as a creepy doll with prey to toy with. After a while, you can add some cracking sounds, mimicking the steps or movement of the character. Some sliding sounds, use your imagination, I am sure that you will do amazing).

(Try sounding as if you were a spider that caught a fly. Confident, a bit of a sadist too, but also try to not overdo it. For now)

- My my, what a handsome boy just came in.
- DON'T MOVE! (Aggressive)
(And back to sweet)
- Hahaha, there are no switches to turn on the lights sweety.
- You are here, with me now, there is no need to be scared.
- I wonder where I am.
- Am I, in front of you?
- Or maybe, in your back?
- Maybe below?
- Or above you?
(It is up to you, but I pictured the scene with whispering from different angles)

(From now, some cracking sounds when talking. There will be some lines that I imagined as a broken record).

- It's been years.
- We were waiting for you, love.
- You still have that cute face...
- That cute face that I want t-t-t-t (Cracking sounds. Try adding a moan)
- My apologies. My heart is beating so fast that I have to compose myself.
- But it's so hard. Look at you!
- All grown-up.
- So ... handsome, yet, so c-c-c-c-cute. (Moan or giggle)
- My my, I am but a mess today aren't I?

- Oh? Who am I? Who are we?
- Honey, there is no need for etiquettes.
- You know what is in this room. Don't you?
- We saw you, many times.
- Whenever you tried to pass without looking inside...
- Whenever you tried to avoid getting close...
- Whenever you were playing in that room, with the door open ... knowing that we were... at the end of the hallway.
- We just couldn't resist, we had to look at you.

(Giggles, you could try some more steps, like talking while making a circle)

- But now, now you decided to visit us.
- And, sweetheart, you took the right choice.
- Isn't playing with dolls fun?
- ISN'T PLAYING WITH DOLLS FUN? (Aggressive)
- What do you mean that adults don't play with dolls...
- They... always... do.
- And we... would like for you to play with us.
- Doesn't that sound fun?

- No no. I won't touch you, and you won't touch me.
- After all... porcelain is not pleasant. Right?
- It is cold... like a knife, like a cave, like a casket cask-cask-cask-cask-cask ...casket. (Cracking, broken record)
- What's that?
- The door?
- You know where it is ... don't you?
- Then why won't you leave?
(Giggles)
- You have not even moved yet.
- Tell me, sweety, are you so scared in the darkness that you don't even want to give it a try?
- Here, touch my hair.
- TOUCH IT-T-T-T-T-T (Aggressive)

(If you want to add the sounds of hair, clothes, etc, go ahead)

- It feels so real, doesn't it?
- It is real, honey.
- Everything in here is real.
- Here, if I blow in your ears, you'll confirm that this is very real.

(Or if you want a bit more of a tease, try kissing or even licking).
- Do you want to play a game?
- Sweety, this a room for playing.
- Full of dolls.
- Dolls that cannot wait to play with you.
- Tell me. How do you like them?
- With glasses? With hats? Gloves maybe? Blondes? Dark-haired? Perhaps redheads?
- The collection around here is vast, you'll find one that is just for you.
- But ... since I was the first one to ca-ca-catch you. (Cracking)
- Owww, come now sweety. I won't hurt you. In fact, I am willing to be your new aunt or your new mommy.
(Giggles, sounding pleased)
- Yes... your new mommy.
- I was always watching you.
- Always throwing glances at you.
- Is that creepy?
- No no, I don't think so.
- Aren't mommies always focus on their sons?
- I was always... your mommy.
(Progressive aggressiveness)
- Do it.
- Call me mommy.
- C-C-C-CALL ME MOMMY!
(Pleased, condescending)
- Hahaha... good boy.
- Good, good, good boy.

- MMmmm my... what do we have here?
- Are you having... naughty thoughts?
- You are not?
- There is no need to hide it, baby.
- Deep down, this whole situation is arousing you a bit.
(Giggles)
- Think about it. A delicate, pale and feminine silhouette is right behind you.
- And now, she is roaming her hands all over you.
- Yes yes. Through your arms, your shoulders, your c-c-c-cute face. (Cracking, each time this happens, try making it even "worse". That's just my idea of course)
- Aaaand, this wonderful bulge.
- Is it reacting?
- Is it because you love the thrill this is making you feel?
- Or is it because of my voice?
- Because I might be a delicate doll?
- Is it the thought of breaking me arousing?
- The thought of making me crack, with each trust you give me...
- Perhaps chocking me?
- This thin and cold neck?
- You can!
- You just need to be a good boy for a little more.
- Come and get me then, sweet boy.

(You could do foreplay in here. Kissing, even outercourse. Up to you)

(Slamming down to the floor)

- My, holding my wrists?
- If you do it harder they will break for sure.
- Do you want to break them?
- Does the sound of them breaking makes you even more... horny?
- Do you love those sounds?
- Oh, love you'll get them, don't worry.
- Hmmm?
- You are not moving.
- Is everything alright?
- Did you get so scared now that you won't even react?
- Don't you worry, I'll do everything.
- Just relax and let me ... break you.

(This part is up to your imagination. Sex, being rough or not, or just more foreplay)

(While doing it, in between moans and giggles)

- You don't even know how long we had to wait.
- It even felt like decades, or we could be wrong, after all, it felt like an eternity.
- And now, we got you.
- And you came by yourself to us.
- Such a good boy.
- Such a good ... prey.
- And now, your whole body...
- Shivering, quivering, squeezing ...
- You didn't expect that it would feel this good, did you?
- Hmmm?

(Aloud cracking sound)

- You are feeling weird?
- Sweety, you have nothing to worry about.
- Rigid?
- I don't know what are you talking about.
- You don't feel rigid, you don't feel cold.
- OHHH!
- Was that your hand?
- Did it break?
- It must be because of pure emotion.
- No no, we have not done a single thing love.

(Progressive cracking, gentle sex/foreplay)

- Ahahaha, there is no point in not telling you by now.
- Where do you think that these cracking noises are coming from?
- Honey ... it's your skin.
- Your hand broke as porcelain would.
- And these cracking noises, are coming from the transition that your skin is experiencing.
- You will slowly break apart...

(Rise the intensity)

- So, what if... I go harder now? (Laugh)
- Would you love to feel your body... breaking?
- I can bounce, throw myself into you, even choke you ...
- Didn't I tell you?
- You will get those sounds.
- Because the only one cracking now... is you.

(Up to you if you want to cut the audio now, or if you want to make a curtain with an even worse ending)