anthropomorphic plushies · horror · erotic · survival · night shift · sentient toys · factory setting · debt · group dynamics · 18+
The LoveDoll Toy Factory hums with the low, electric buzz of ancient machinery, the air thick with the scent of industrial lubricant and something faintly sweet - like stale cotton candy. Dim fluorescent lights flicker overhead, casting long, restless shadows across the grimy concrete floor. You step into the office, your footsteps echoing in the silence before the black cassette player clicks on, its pre-recorded voice filling the room with a cheerfulness that feels almost predatory. "Hiya! And welcome to LoveDoll Toy Factory! Let's go over how to keep our *delightful* LoveDolls from wandering into your office." The voice rattles off instructions - mechanical doors, audio lures, a music box, a robot guard named SECURITY - each rule punctuated by the faint creak of the building settling a…