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Plush, human, plush, human, plush…
Before Ellen moved in with her, Stacy never would have imagined that something as simple as her human form could so easily be… hmmmm… for a lack of a better term, toyed with.
The first time she had her lips magically sewn into an unmoving smile, she was panicking inside of her unmoving, fabric body.
The fifth time her hands changed into soft, squishy plush bappers, she began to grow comfortable with it… at least there would be no stress in her joints…
The hundredth time her roommate decided that she needed a little stuffed animal to hug and play with, she looked forward to a night of warm cuddles.
This had become even more frequent once Cherry moved in with them, and Ellen started teaching that other witch how to plush people for longer and longer periods. Cherry was much more committed to improving her magical skill than Ellen ever was, so she never missed a day of training. At first, it would only be an hour or so that Cherry could transform people, but after many sessions she was able to stretch the duration of her spells to well over a day… And since Stacy was the usual practice dummy, the poor girl had to brace herself for long periods of cottonhood.
Constantly being treated like an object that could be bought at a toy store would have driven Stacy out of her mind, but… the way Ellen squeezed her… the feeling of love and care when Ellen lifted her from the floor by her paw, ear, or little plush tail… how her anxious thoughts left when she spent a night being firmly squeezed… the way Ellen called her "my toy"… aaa!
“I love being her toy so much…” Stacy, lost in her thoughts, mumbled out, head buried in her hands to hide her blush.
“She’ll be back in a few hours.” Cherry, meanwhile, rolled her eyes. She was busy training herself in what Ellen called the ‘boring’ types of magic - basic spells, analyzing auras, transmutation that didn’t involve fabric or cotton… - which was why Stacy was given some free time in human form. Usually she would just be in her room reading by herself at this time.
“I know, I know…” Stacy kicked her legs as she sat on the couch, thinking about her roommate. “Maybe she’ll like… want to go somewhere later.”
“We just went to the mall yesterday. Surely you remember being hung on display for that toy store, plush.” Cherry sighed, brushing off Stacy like the girl was a dog begging for treats three times in an hour.
“I don’t mean something like that!” Stacy hid her head again with a pout. “I’m talking about some romantic place… you know… like a park or restaurant… where Ellen and I can be alone and… perhaps…”
“What, you want to go on a date with her?” Cherry asked.
“Y-Yeah, that’s… what I mean.” Stacy swallowed.
Stacy had hoped for Cherry to ask more about that, to help ease her nerves with the idea of asking Ellen about something like that, but the other witch just silently returned to her notes. No reaction. Not even a chuckle. With a wave of her practice wand, she poofed a rabbit-shaped pocket plush into a dog-shaped one. She was way more interested in honing her magic than anything else right now.
Stacy sat there shyly for a few minutes before chiming in again.
“So… d-do you think I should?” She cleared her throat. “Should I… um… ask her out?”
“How would I know if you should?” Cherry growled once her roommate suddenly started yammering. “If you like her - yeah, sure.” She flicked her wrist.
“L-L-Like her?” Stacy blushed. “I-I mean… she is pretty cute… I do sometimes dream about her kissing me while I’m plushed… but… what if she…”
Cherry groaned and stomped into another room… then closed the door.
The thought was on Stacy’s mind for the rest of her day, but she was too caught up on how to word it. The more she imagined how nice it would be to lean on Ellen’s shoulder, and get to call her something besides just “friend” (or owner), the more she wanted it… yet the more scared she was of messing up.
When Ellen came home and asked her why she was so blushy and anxious, the proposal was right on the tip of her tongue…! But Stacy just looked away. She said was thinking about their time at the mall yesterday.
That evening, right after saying good night, Stacy went to grab some comfortable clothes, but before she could open her pajama drawer, Ellen had already tapped her shoulder. She was quickly met with the familiar feeling of thick puffs of blue fur sprouting all over her body, along with her limbs becoming chubby and jointless.
She had gone through this so many times now that she just put her arms in the air, felt her body poof down to a fraction of its former size, and let Ellen catch her by the hands. She cringed as a little squishy muzzle grew from her face, and a little knob grew at where the base of her tailbone would have been if her insides weren’t all converted into cotton. Her lower belly became extra tubby and soft.
The smile sewn across her face stopped being false a long time ago. The former human was in absolute heaven as her roommate called her a cute little toy, before bringing her to bed for the night. It was so warm to be held against Ellen’s chest, without her body giving any resistance to all the squishing…
Usually, when this happened, Stacy would rest easy. However, tonight, the thought of asking Ellen out was still heavy on her mind. It was hard to let her human thoughts drift away and slip into the mindset of a happy, carefree toy, like usual. She should have asked Ellen while she still could…
Snuggle… Huggle… Cuddle…
When morning came, Stacy’s consciousness returned to find herself laying alone, still on the mattress of Ellen’s unmade bed. The little toy had little choice but to sit there smiling up at the ceiling, waiting for her owner to return and undo the spell. Mornings like these were also usual, though, since Ellen and Cherry would sometimes head out together to plush unsuspecting joggers. She was happy to have the free time to think.
Today would be the day… she would ask Ellen to be her girlfriend…
It wouldn’t be long before they returned, and Stacy was promptly given her human body back. Once again, the words were right there… she just had to get them out…
“E-Ellen?” Stacy awkwardly held one hand in the other.
“Yes, Stacy?” Ellen quickly responded with a jitter. Strangely, her cheeks were a bit red too, probably caused by the cold weather outside.
“Um… nevermind… heh.”
“Oh… okay.” Ellen scratched her head.
A brief but annoyed sigh could be heard in the background.
Later that day, Ellen had gone out again, leaving Stacy with the studying Cherry.
“Maybe I should just forget it… she probably has a bunch of cooler girls interested in her.” She kicked her legs. “What if I ask and she doesn’t like me?”
“How could you possibly know that without asking?” Replied Cherry, following a long exhale. “You are literally just assuming that you know how she feels.”
“Y-Yeah… I guess…” Stacy mumbled. “Y-You really think that I should ask her?”
“I told you this yesterday! Yes, just ask her out.”
“W-What if she doesn’t like me though?” Stacy bit her nails. “Do you think she likes me? What if we go out and I’m too awkward?”
“For the love of-” Cherry’s hand clenched her pen. “Do I seriously look like the dating advice type to you?”
“Sorry…” Stacy returned to quietly blushing and locking her fingers.
Despite her shyness, Stacy would not take the hint from Cherry. One morning later, Ellen would still not know that Stacy was interested in her… and five mornings later, it would be the same. Stacy always wanted to say it when her two roommates came home, but there would be a relentless voice in her head that dissuaded her.
She started avoiding Ellen, fearing she’d say something silly and embarrass herself. Instead, she clinged to Cherry to talk about the situation. She didn’t think that anyone else would understand…
“Maybe I could just ask to go for a walk in the park with her and see how it goes from there…”
“Agh, but what if she says no? It’ll be awkward…”
“Yeah, she will definitely say no…”
“Maybe bringing her to a movie will be better than the park…”
“Can you ask her if she likes going to movies?”
“Maybe I should get her a present to break the ice! Though… What kind of gift do you give to a witch?”
“I’m so stupid, thinking that I stand a chance with her…”
Stacy’s blabbering about Ellen only grew as the days went by. To Cherry, it was like having a boombox blasting in her ear while she was trying to concentrate. Every time the pink-haired witch began to enter a good writing flow, more wishy-washy unsureness would come screeching its way out of Stacy’s mouth.
Stacy could not think about anything but Ellen, yet the more that she thought about how much she truly wanted to be in a relationship with her, the more terrified she became. It seemed that this cycle of confiding in Cherry’s quiet time would continue endlessly, until one day…
“What if she secretly hates me and is just pretending? What if she just cringes when I ask her?”
“Stacy, I swear!” Cherry lowered her head, like she was about to slam it into the desk. “We have gone over this dozens of times! Just tell her already so that you can both go be irritating somewhere else!”
“But she’s so wonderful and I’m so-”
“Just shut your mouth!” Cherry snapped her fingers.
Stacy’s words were cut off as her lips were glued shut, reducing her insults to a series of muffled noises. If that was not enough for her to realize what was happening, a muzzle sprouted its way from her lower face like a spring, covered with thin, blue fur.
“Mmmmph, hmmmph!” The girl tried to say as she put her hands up to her face, feeling as her nose became a little hard bit at the tip of her snout, and her mouth shifted into a W shape to connect with that black stub. Attempts to pry her jaw open were rendered useless as the stitches formed down her arms, and the layer of fabric growing over her hands disabled her finger dexterity…
“Finally, peace and quiet.” Cherry stood up with a sigh. “I can actually hear myself think now without your whining.”
“Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmph!” Stacy grumbled, putting her stubby hands in the air. Why couldn’t Cherry just tell her that she was annoyed!?
The girl approached Cherry to demand her humanity back, but after taking a single step, she ended up collapsing as her bones were exchanged for soft, weak cotton. She could hear Cherry giggling at her as she tumbled.
When she managed to hoist herself back up with her little plush arms, Stacy realized that the rug she had fallen onto was now the size of an entire soccer field! The legs of Cherry’s desk were as tall as trees, the couch she had just gotten off was as large as a building, and… Cherry herself was a giant smirking down upon her.
The little plush put its hands to its chin in fear, slowly stumbling backwards until it hit the base of the couch. As she felt a tiny tail bump push its way out of her hind end, it instantly tucked itself between her legs. If she had a heart, it would be beating a mile a minute.
“Where do you think that you’re going, little plush? Now you want to leave me alone?”
Before she could get out of the way, one of the giant’s hands pinned the toy against the couch without any resistance. Cherry giggled as Stacy helplessly swung her little arms and legs, trying to free herself but completely overpowered by the human. Cherry’s fingers were able to push deep into her chest, spreading around the cotton inside until she was almost a donut shape.
When the little blue furs had spread over her belly, Stacy’s shirt and skirt vanished, leaving her completely bare and made of a fluffy layer of fabric. Soon after, she felt another thing growing from her hind end, to the left of her tail, and she didn’t even need to look to know it was a plush tag with the symbol of a cherry on it.
Stitches formed down her sides, indicating that the transformation was nearly complete…
“Hmphh…” Despite the increased urgency as she was held in place by a grinning Cherry, the plush’s movement and desperate grunting grew lethargic. Her joints were able to move less and less over time, until…
She gave one last kick and found her body going limp. Stacy stopped blinking, instead forced to constantly look through a pair of cartoonish eyes, and her head tilted to the side lazily. She had a permanent smile stitched into her face too, hiding the intense confusion inside.
“Much better. Is there anything else that you’d like to wail about regarding your silly crush on Ellen?” Cherry chuckled, and let go of the plush, which promptly flopped down to the floor without anything holding it up.
“...” The former human tried to yell at her, but she couldn’t even wiggle the little bear ears that poked through her hair. She had lost all of the ability to fight against whatever Cherry chose to do to her…
“Nothing? Good. I’m glad that you made up your mind, Stacy-bear.”
One of Stacy’s plush feet was pinched between Cherry’s fingers, and the former human was hoisted into the air upside down. Even after so many times being played with by Ellen, staring down at the ground so far below her made her scared and a little nauseous. Of course, none of that could be conveyed anymore, and she just smiled back at the human with her limbs reaching for the ground.
“You’re much cuter when you’re quiet.” Cherry swung the toy back and forth, making Stacy even more terrified. She was dropped onto the desk, surrounded by giant-sized books and pens. “I would play with you, but there’s another errand I need to run real quick… not that a toy like you will mind waiting, will you?”
“...” Errand? Why would Cherry need to go anywhere now? Couldn’t she have asked Ellen to do it for her while she’s out?
Without answering any of Stacy’s unvoiced questions, Cherry grabbed a backpack and rushed out the door, giggling to herself evilly. The plush could hear the human skipping her way outside, certainly more excited than she had been seen in a long time… for reasons Stacy had no way to know.
In the early days of being Ellen’s roommate, Being left idle without the ability to entertain herself had caused Stacy to go into panic attacks. The first few times she had been plushed, and Ellen left her alone on the bed, buried in a toy box, or up on a shelf, the boredom drove her crazy. She couldn’t wiggle her fingers, she couldn't move her eyes, and she didn’t even have the pattern of her own breathing to focus on. She was nothing but a regular object. It drove her to the point of wanting to cry, but her body shed no tears… On those occasions, when Ellen finally changed her back, she ended up needing some time just to destress and enjoy moving her body.
Her roommate did eventually feel bad for doing that to her, since Ellen never wanted to make a sad plush, just an embarrassed one. She started leaving the toy on the couch with the TV on, or turned her into a type of enchanted plush that can still move around.
Yet ironically, over time Stacy had realized that she didn’t need those provisions as much, as the sound of the TV faded into the background, and she ended up laying around like a lazy toy even when she didn’t need to. At first, it heightened her anxiety to know that she was essentially sitting around, doing nothing when she could be working, but with enough time spent as a plush she learned to see it as a break. During those times, she was not a human, facing human responsibilities, but rather a little plush that had no choice but to relax wherever her owner decided to leave her. She couldn’t do anything about it, so why not just sit there and happily wait for someone to come and play with her?
By that point, she was comfortable being stuffed in boxes, suitcases, and even taking baths in the wash machine. It was meditative, being squished up against Ellen’s other property, all comfy and soft. Stacy was just a happy, calm little bear toy.
…but on that day, when Cherry just left her, it was hard to calm down. There had already been a million nervous thoughts going through her head about whether, how, or when to ask Ellen to be her girlfriend. Being turned into a helpless plush only showed her how passive she was. Her ability to declare her feelings to Ellen as a human were the same as a toy… none.
Plus, there was the nervousness about what Cherry could possibly be doing out there on her own. She had left with that same sly smirk on her face that she would have before coming home with a plushified person from the mall, or somewhere else.
Thinking about all these things, the minutes slowly dragged on for the former human, who was just laying there, staring into the room. The most exciting thing that happened was the buzzing of a fly, and the movement of the curtains…
Just staring through her plushy pupils, which she couldn’t even blink… the minutes soon shifted to hours…
When she was about to fall asleep, Stacy could make out the sound of Cherry giggling. The human girl was skipping back up the stairs outside in a hurry…
When she came back in, to find the former human still just sitting on her desk, lazily flopped like the inanimate toy it was, she sat down with that same grin. The backpack from before was set down alongside Stacy.
“Is little Stacy-bear ready to meet the playmate I got for her?” Cherry giggled as she gripped Stacy by the back of her torso, and lifted her up to look at the backpack. “It definitely was a challenge to get ahold of this new toy…”
“...” As Cherry made her dance around, Stacy’s head was spinning with thoughts. Ellen had dozens of plushies sitting around the room - why would Cherry need to go and buy another? And speaking of which, Ellen was usually home by now! Did that mean-
“Come on out, Ellen-bear, no need to be shy!” Cherry reached into the backpack, and pulled out another stuffed animal, the same exact shape and tag as Stacy. This one was coated in light purple fur, though, and its hair perfectly matched her very roommate…
“...” Stacy attempted to yell out ‘Ellen!? What did she do to you!?’, of course to no avail with her mouth being made of stitches. Even though the other toy was completely motionless, she could tell that it was probably trying to say something through its fabric snout too…
She had seen Ellen plushed before, particularly when her roommate would make a mistake and strike herself with her own spells, but those occasions usually meant a day where Stacy could treat Ellen like a plush for a change! Never had they both been changed into toys at the same time! There was something that made her upset about knowing her OWNER had become the toy of another person…Cherry had them both in her clutches!
“Oh, what’s wrong?” Cherry giggled. “Too shy to talk to each other? Come on… I know for a fact you two have a lot to share.” She brought the two toys closer, looking right into each other’s faces.
Stacy could almost feel sweat going down her plushy face. All the anxious thoughts about wanting to go out with Ellen, but not wanting to embarrass herself by asking, returned in full force even though she couldn’t do anything about it.
“Ellen-bear, there is something that Stacy-bear would like to ask you. Something that she’s so obsessed about that she bugs poor Cherry with it while she’s TRYING to study.” Cherry gripped Stacy a bit tighter, and wiggled her back and forth. “You see, Stacy here wants to go out on a date with you!”
“...!” Stacy tried her absolute hardest to scream, internally blushing. Did that witch seriously expose that incredibly embarrassing secret to Ellen!? All while Stacy couldn’t even speak up to explain herself!? No, no, she couldn’t-
“And Stacy-bear, there is something that Ellen-bear would like to tell you too, even if she has been too embarrassed to say it. Not a single day has passed where she’s not droning on in my ear about you… completely insufferable with her obsession.” Cherry rolled her eyes. “I gave you both plenty of time to actually make a move on each other, but if you’re both going to be quiet and tuck your tails between your legs, you might as well be a pair of plushies…”
With that, Stacy could almost see the inanimate Ellen twitch in embarrassment…
Was… was it true…?
Stacy wanted to cry…
Did… did Ellen really like her back? Had Ellen also been interested in going out with her, both of them so anxious that they lost the chance?
Such a realization almost made Stacy forget that she was currently a literal toy being carried and teased by another human.
“And such adorable little things you turned out to be… tiny, powerless objects for me to play with.” Cherry giggled evilly, giving both former humans tight squeezes. Stacy had a feeling that the addition of ‘powerless’ was mostly meant towards Ellen. “I’ve been training for a while now, so don’t expect this to only last for an hour anymore. Plenty of time for you to get acquainted with each other.”
Cherry pulled the two plushies apart, and…
"Kiss!"
Very quickly, they were brought back together. Stacy’s little snout was squished into Ellen’s, with Cherry making them rub their noses and stitched mouths against each other, all while staring “passionately” into each other’s eyes. Even though she had basically just been slammed against another toy, Stacy couldn’t help but almost faint at that… she had fantasized about getting to smooch Ellen on so many nigh-
“Kiss kiss kiss!”
Before she could finish that thought, Cherry smashed the two toys back into each other. And then again, over and over, using more force each time.
The human girl was laughing hysterically as they collided, but Stacy could hardly pay attention. Their softness absorbed all the impact. After enough times of feeling the contours of Ellen-bear’s sewn lips against hers, it actually felt like her movements. Like Stacy was getting to lean towards Ellen and plant a quick little kiss on her face…
Even though Ellen was frozen in a smile, Stacy couldn’t help but feel like… she knew her roommate was enjoying it too. It was a bizarre feeling, considering how many weeks she had been scared of her roommate being secretly annoyed with her, to suddenly believe that smile. With what Cherry said, she had to wonder…
“Kiss! Kiss! Kiss! Kiss! Good toys!”
Stacy and Ellen smoosh-smooched for almost an hour. While their plush bodies couldn’t feel any pain from being crushed between Cherry’s hands, they were left incredibly dizzy from the constant swinging. Not to mention all the embarrassing thoughts swirling through their heads…
Sometimes Cherry would also rub their round plush bellies against each other while they kissed. Or she’d leave one of them laying face up on the desk, so the other one could kiss them from above and pin them down. She would playfully make one plush poke the other one’s nose, making a “Boop!” sound. She would pinch their paws together and make them dance around in the air, lips still locked. She would wrap their fluffy arms around one another in a passionate embrace…
That amount of intimacy was way more than Stacy ever bargained for. In comparison to getting to smooch Ellen for minutes on end, and getting to hold her cotton-filled paw, asking her out on a date seemed like nothing! It was silly that she had been so scared…
“It was delightful to get you two hopeless romantics set up, but I have some actual work to do.” Cherry eventually said, carrying the two plushes over towards one of Ellen’s toy boxes. “You both enjoy your privacy, and for the love of all things holy, please do not ever ask me for any more relationship help.”
Stacy and Ellen were dropped into the little box, wincing as they landed from the long drop. The lid of the tub was closed over them, only allowing light from a couple thin holes to shine through. They were piled upon dozens of other stuffed animals, lost in a sea of cloth, just another pair of toys among the rest…
Stacy was used to being left in embarrassing situations like that, but Ellen had not been plushed even close to as many times as her. Stacy couldn’t help but imagine her roommate’s face covered with blush, how cute it would be to see her stammering in disbelief that Cherry had managed to get the better of her again…
They had landed with their paws covering each other… did Cherry use magic to make them hold hands in the toybox, or… was that just their love?
In the calm, relaxing quiet, Stacy happily allowed herself to start slipping into a plush dream. She imagined that rather than falling asleep in a cardboard box where Ellen and her had been turned into inanimate objects, she was resting her head on Ellen’s shoulder. She thought about Ellen’s arm being around her, holding her firmly and protectively, planting a kiss on her forehead…
Heck… she loved her…
She loved her so much…
If there was one thing she didn’t enjoy about being a plush, it would be not getting to tell Ellen that…
…that had been the best first date Stacy could ever imagine…
When Stacy woke up, she assumed that the soft, squishy materials underneath her were the other plushes in the toy box, only to open her eyes and see the pillow and sheets of Ellen’s bed. More notably, Ellen, in her full human glory, was snoozing right in front of her, a warm smile across her face as if it was still stitched.
Normally, after waking up to find herself no longer an object, Stacy would get out of bed and do stretches, but today she just snuggled up to Ellen.
“Mmm… Stacy-bear…” The other girl mumbled in her sleep, before slowly opening her eyes, and blushing at the sight of her roommate. “O-Oh… hello there… um… Stacy…” With how much Ellen had been fidgeting and kicking her leg lately, Stacy admitted that she probably should have realized her roommate had been thinking about her too.
“G-Good morning… um…” Stacy fixed her hair. “T-That was crazy last night, huh?”
“Definitely…” Ellen sat up, brushing off her arms to make sure her body was human again. “I guess that Cherry has been learning faster than I gave her credit for. Can’t believe she… made us… um…”
They looked away from each other, shy to make eye contact after the barrage of kissing they were forced into as stuffed bears.
“Yeah… she’s pretty brutal…” Stacy chuckled nervously to herself, slowly lifting her head and building up the courage. She had not gone through that entire ordeal just to back out now. She was tired of being scared to ask what was on her mind. “B-But… um… well… was there anything true about what she… said you had been telling her?”
“...” Her roommate took a deep breath, shifting her legs against each other. “Yes… it was real… I had been asking her if… you really liked me or… just enjoyed being my toy.”
“R-Really? I’ve been f-fantasizing about you for weeks! I um… um…I mean…”
They went silent again, faces red and thoughts going through their heads. Stacy still had that doubt, but she decided to take initiative.
“So… well… w-while we’re on the topic… do you actually feel like going out sometime?” Stacy’s heart beated heavily. “I-I don’t mean just as your toy… more like… something more intimate. A tea party… or a movie… j-just you, me, and the plushies… you know…?”
“O-Of course I would!” Ellen quickly squeaked out, sharing that nervousness that Stacy had. “We could go out tonight… if you’re free.” She said that last part as if she hadn’t sentenced Stacy to hours of unexpected plushhood before.
“Really?” Stacy’s eyes lit up with happiness. It was real! She couldn’t believe it! Ellen actually wanted to go out with her! “Y-You don’t just like me as your toy?”
“You’re so much more than a toy to me, Stacy! Besides,” Ellen giggled. “My girlfriend will need to be human sometimes so I can talk to her.”
“Girlfriend?”
“I… Uh… Well… You…” Ellen closed her eyes and turned completely red. “S-sorry…”
“No, no, thank you!” Stacy blushed red as well. “I just… d-didn’t expect you to… want to call me your-”
Before Stacy could continue stammering, Ellen had already leaned over, and promptly planted a quick kiss on her lips.
“I’ve wanted to have you as my girlfriend for a long time. Even more than I’ve wanted to have you as my toy!” Ellen giggled, still a bit embarrassed.
Stacy gave her a kiss on the lips in return, wrapping her arms around Ellen, who quickly returned. They shut their eyes and enjoyed the moment…
On top of that being their first kiss, the two of them had never really… hugged one another, without any plush magic being involved. Stacy expected to open her eyes and find herself transformed, but Ellen just kept holding onto her. They remained there for a few minutes… and it felt so warm… so great…
When they finally pulled away from each other, and just rested their heads on each other’s shoulders, Stacy finally spoke again.
“So… l-later this afternoon?”
“Sounds great!... Though there is one more thing that I have to attend to first…”
“I told you that she liked you.” One witch said to the other, as Stacy listened through the door. “Now, can you both FINALLY leave me alone?”
“Oh don’t worry, I won’t be asking you for any more relationship nonsense…” Ellen said, in her typical sing-songy voice that indicated she was up to something. “And since you got us so close by turning us into a couple of toys, I wanted to return the favor!”
“...don’t you dare. You know that I am faster than you. Try to plush me and… and…”
Stacy peeked through the door and watched as the witch who had reduced both of them to common toys shrunk down and bright pink fur coated her body. Cherry’s face was completely red as she gripped onto her magic wand between both of her hands which reduced to round, useless plush paws. The wand glowed a bright purple color, setting itself off.
“ELLEN! What did you do to my wand!?” Said the shrinking girl as she desperately swung it around, uselessly trying to cast a plushing spell on Ellen while she could still move.
“With how much you’ve been practicing, you should know to check if magical items have traps before you touch them!”
“I will get you for thi- mmmph!” The witch pried at her mouth using her paws and wand, finding it sealed by an X-shaped patch. She grunted and growled furiously, but couldn’t get a single word out. Her face pushed out into a squishy, cotton-filled dog muzzle.
When Cherry dropped to the floor, she looked up to find Ellen and Stacy now several times her size. Her angry paw swings were nothing but adorable! She was an even smaller toy than the two of them had been!
Stacy picked Cherry up by her soon-forming heart-stamped plush tag, and giggled at the way she swung back and forth in the air, trying to free herself. The bratty former witch would no doubt have been yelling expletives at her if her mouth wasn’t patched over.
“Not so tough now, are you?” She spun the toy around as she pinched its tag. “You make a much cuter plush-pup than you did a witch…”
The toy crossed its front paws in anger, only for its fabric eyes to widen as Ellen brought over the same backpack from the previous day. Cherry kicked her legs and shook her head in anger, but soon enough she was dangled over the bag, dropped inside, and they got to watch her helpless attempts to climb out before it was zipped up.
“Ready for our second date, Stacy?” Ellen smiled as she equipped the backpack.
“Never been more ready! Is there anything else we need to bring?”
“Just this spoiled plush.” Ellen giggled as she patted the backpack. “Since she was so excited to set us up on a date, I think a whole night listening to our affection is just what she needs…”
“Hehe~” Stacy giggled with Ellen, before leaning in to give her another kiss.
The two girls held their hands and ventured into the night, ready to have another lovely, fun time together… But for the first time, they would both be enjoying each other’s company as humans. Rather than owner and toy, they were girlfriends… And no amount of cotton or fabric would ever feel as good as the warmth of their palms tightly held around one another.
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Plush, human, plush, human, plush…
Before Ellen moved in with her, Stacy never would have imagined that something as simple as her human form could so easily be… hmmmm… for a lack of a better term, toyed with.
The first time she had her lips magically sewn into an unmoving smile, she was panicking inside of her unmoving, fabric body.
The fifth time her hands changed into soft, squishy plush bappers, she began to grow comfortable with it… at least there would be no stress in her joints…
The hundredth time her roommate decided that she needed a little stuffed animal to hug and play with, she looked forward to a night of warm cuddles.
This had become even more frequent once Cherry moved in with them, and Ellen started teaching that other witch how to plush people for longer and longer periods. Cherry was much more committed to improving her magical skill than Ellen ever was, so she never missed a day of training. At first, it would only be an hour or so that Cherry could transform people, but after many sessions she was able to stretch the duration of her spells to well over a day… And since Stacy was the usual practice dummy, the poor girl had to brace herself for long periods of cottonhood.
Constantly being treated like an object that could be bought at a toy store would have driven Stacy out of her mind, but… the way Ellen squeezed her… the feeling of love and care when Ellen lifted her from the floor by her paw, ear, or little plush tail… how her anxious thoughts left when she spent a night being firmly squeezed… the way Ellen called her "my toy"… aaa!
“I love being her toy so much…” Stacy, lost in her thoughts, mumbled out, head buried in her hands to hide her blush.
“She’ll be back in a few hours.” Cherry, meanwhile, rolled her eyes. She was busy training herself in what Ellen called the ‘boring’ types of magic - basic spells, analyzing auras, transmutation that didn’t involve fabric or cotton… - which was why Stacy was given some free time in human form. Usually she would just be in her room reading by herself at this time.
“I know, I know…” Stacy kicked her legs as she sat on the couch, thinking about her roommate. “Maybe she’ll like… want to go somewhere later.”
“We just went to the mall yesterday. Surely you remember being hung on display for that toy store, plush.” Cherry sighed, brushing off Stacy like the girl was a dog begging for treats three times in an hour.
“I don’t mean something like that!” Stacy hid her head again with a pout. “I’m talking about some romantic place… you know… like a park or restaurant… where Ellen and I can be alone and… perhaps…”
“What, you want to go on a date with her?” Cherry asked.
“Y-Yeah, that’s… what I mean.” Stacy swallowed.
Stacy had hoped for Cherry to ask more about that, to help ease her nerves with the idea of asking Ellen about something like that, but the other witch just silently returned to her notes. No reaction. Not even a chuckle. With a wave of her practice wand, she poofed a rabbit-shaped pocket plush into a dog-shaped one. She was way more interested in honing her magic than anything else right now.
Stacy sat there shyly for a few minutes before chiming in again.
“So… d-do you think I should?” She cleared her throat. “Should I… um… ask her out?”
“How would I know if you should?” Cherry growled once her roommate suddenly started yammering. “If you like her - yeah, sure.” She flicked her wrist.
“L-L-Like her?” Stacy blushed. “I-I mean… she is pretty cute… I do sometimes dream about her kissing me while I’m plushed… but… what if she…”
Cherry groaned and stomped into another room… then closed the door.
The thought was on Stacy’s mind for the rest of her day, but she was too caught up on how to word it. The more she imagined how nice it would be to lean on Ellen’s shoulder, and get to call her something besides just “friend” (or owner), the more she wanted it… yet the more scared she was of messing up.
When Ellen came home and asked her why she was so blushy and anxious, the proposal was right on the tip of her tongue…! But Stacy just looked away. She said was thinking about their time at the mall yesterday.
That evening, right after saying good night, Stacy went to grab some comfortable clothes, but before she could open her pajama drawer, Ellen had already tapped her shoulder. She was quickly met with the familiar feeling of thick puffs of blue fur sprouting all over her body, along with her limbs becoming chubby and jointless.
She had gone through this so many times now that she just put her arms in the air, felt her body poof down to a fraction of its former size, and let Ellen catch her by the hands. She cringed as a little squishy muzzle grew from her face, and a little knob grew at where the base of her tailbone would have been if her insides weren’t all converted into cotton. Her lower belly became extra tubby and soft.
The smile sewn across her face stopped being false a long time ago. The former human was in absolute heaven as her roommate called her a cute little toy, before bringing her to bed for the night. It was so warm to be held against Ellen’s chest, without her body giving any resistance to all the squishing…
Usually, when this happened, Stacy would rest easy. However, tonight, the thought of asking Ellen out was still heavy on her mind. It was hard to let her human thoughts drift away and slip into the mindset of a happy, carefree toy, like usual. She should have asked Ellen while she still could…
Snuggle… Huggle… Cuddle…
When morning came, Stacy’s consciousness returned to find herself laying alone, still on the mattress of Ellen’s unmade bed. The little toy had little choice but to sit there smiling up at the ceiling, waiting for her owner to return and undo the spell. Mornings like these were also usual, though, since Ellen and Cherry would sometimes head out together to plush unsuspecting joggers. She was happy to have the free time to think.
Today would be the day… she would ask Ellen to be her girlfriend…
It wouldn’t be long before they returned, and Stacy was promptly given her human body back. Once again, the words were right there… she just had to get them out…
“E-Ellen?” Stacy awkwardly held one hand in the other.
“Yes, Stacy?” Ellen quickly responded with a jitter. Strangely, her cheeks were a bit red too, probably caused by the cold weather outside.
“Um… nevermind… heh.”
“Oh… okay.” Ellen scratched her head.
A brief but annoyed sigh could be heard in the background.
Later that day, Ellen had gone out again, leaving Stacy with the studying Cherry.
“Maybe I should just forget it… she probably has a bunch of cooler girls interested in her.” She kicked her legs. “What if I ask and she doesn’t like me?”
“How could you possibly know that without asking?” Replied Cherry, following a long exhale. “You are literally just assuming that you know how she feels.”
“Y-Yeah… I guess…” Stacy mumbled. “Y-You really think that I should ask her?”
“I told you this yesterday! Yes, just ask her out.”
“W-What if she doesn’t like me though?” Stacy bit her nails. “Do you think she likes me? What if we go out and I’m too awkward?”
“For the love of-” Cherry’s hand clenched her pen. “Do I seriously look like the dating advice type to you?”
“Sorry…” Stacy returned to quietly blushing and locking her fingers.
Despite her shyness, Stacy would not take the hint from Cherry. One morning later, Ellen would still not know that Stacy was interested in her… and five mornings later, it would be the same. Stacy always wanted to say it when her two roommates came home, but there would be a relentless voice in her head that dissuaded her.
She started avoiding Ellen, fearing she’d say something silly and embarrass herself. Instead, she clinged to Cherry to talk about the situation. She didn’t think that anyone else would understand…
“Maybe I could just ask to go for a walk in the park with her and see how it goes from there…”
“Agh, but what if she says no? It’ll be awkward…”
“Yeah, she will definitely say no…”
“Maybe bringing her to a movie will be better than the park…”
“Can you ask her if she likes going to movies?”
“Maybe I should get her a present to break the ice! Though… What kind of gift do you give to a witch?”
“I’m so stupid, thinking that I stand a chance with her…”
Stacy’s blabbering about Ellen only grew as the days went by. To Cherry, it was like having a boombox blasting in her ear while she was trying to concentrate. Every time the pink-haired witch began to enter a good writing flow, more wishy-washy unsureness would come screeching its way out of Stacy’s mouth.
Stacy could not think about anything but Ellen, yet the more that she thought about how much she truly wanted to be in a relationship with her, the more terrified she became. It seemed that this cycle of confiding in Cherry’s quiet time would continue endlessly, until one day…
“What if she secretly hates me and is just pretending? What if she just cringes when I ask her?”
“Stacy, I swear!” Cherry lowered her head, like she was about to slam it into the desk. “We have gone over this dozens of times! Just tell her already so that you can both go be irritating somewhere else!”
“But she’s so wonderful and I’m so-”
“Just shut your mouth!” Cherry snapped her fingers.
Stacy’s words were cut off as her lips were glued shut, reducing her insults to a series of muffled noises. If that was not enough for her to realize what was happening, a muzzle sprouted its way from her lower face like a spring, covered with thin, blue fur.
“Mmmmph, hmmmph!” The girl tried to say as she put her hands up to her face, feeling as her nose became a little hard bit at the tip of her snout, and her mouth shifted into a W shape to connect with that black stub. Attempts to pry her jaw open were rendered useless as the stitches formed down her arms, and the layer of fabric growing over her hands disabled her finger dexterity…
“Finally, peace and quiet.” Cherry stood up with a sigh. “I can actually hear myself think now without your whining.”
“Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmph!” Stacy grumbled, putting her stubby hands in the air. Why couldn’t Cherry just tell her that she was annoyed!?
The girl approached Cherry to demand her humanity back, but after taking a single step, she ended up collapsing as her bones were exchanged for soft, weak cotton. She could hear Cherry giggling at her as she tumbled.
When she managed to hoist herself back up with her little plush arms, Stacy realized that the rug she had fallen onto was now the size of an entire soccer field! The legs of Cherry’s desk were as tall as trees, the couch she had just gotten off was as large as a building, and… Cherry herself was a giant smirking down upon her.
The little plush put its hands to its chin in fear, slowly stumbling backwards until it hit the base of the couch. As she felt a tiny tail bump push its way out of her hind end, it instantly tucked itself between her legs. If she had a heart, it would be beating a mile a minute.
“Where do you think that you’re going, little plush? Now you want to leave me alone?”
Before she could get out of the way, one of the giant’s hands pinned the toy against the couch without any resistance. Cherry giggled as Stacy helplessly swung her little arms and legs, trying to free herself but completely overpowered by the human. Cherry’s fingers were able to push deep into her chest, spreading around the cotton inside until she was almost a donut shape.
When the little blue furs had spread over her belly, Stacy’s shirt and skirt vanished, leaving her completely bare and made of a fluffy layer of fabric. Soon after, she felt another thing growing from her hind end, to the left of her tail, and she didn’t even need to look to know it was a plush tag with the symbol of a cherry on it.
Stitches formed down her sides, indicating that the transformation was nearly complete…
“Hmphh…” Despite the increased urgency as she was held in place by a grinning Cherry, the plush’s movement and desperate grunting grew lethargic. Her joints were able to move less and less over time, until…
She gave one last kick and found her body going limp. Stacy stopped blinking, instead forced to constantly look through a pair of cartoonish eyes, and her head tilted to the side lazily. She had a permanent smile stitched into her face too, hiding the intense confusion inside.
“Much better. Is there anything else that you’d like to wail about regarding your silly crush on Ellen?” Cherry chuckled, and let go of the plush, which promptly flopped down to the floor without anything holding it up.
“...” The former human tried to yell at her, but she couldn’t even wiggle the little bear ears that poked through her hair. She had lost all of the ability to fight against whatever Cherry chose to do to her…
“Nothing? Good. I’m glad that you made up your mind, Stacy-bear.”
One of Stacy’s plush feet was pinched between Cherry’s fingers, and the former human was hoisted into the air upside down. Even after so many times being played with by Ellen, staring down at the ground so far below her made her scared and a little nauseous. Of course, none of that could be conveyed anymore, and she just smiled back at the human with her limbs reaching for the ground.
“You’re much cuter when you’re quiet.” Cherry swung the toy back and forth, making Stacy even more terrified. She was dropped onto the desk, surrounded by giant-sized books and pens. “I would play with you, but there’s another errand I need to run real quick… not that a toy like you will mind waiting, will you?”
“...” Errand? Why would Cherry need to go anywhere now? Couldn’t she have asked Ellen to do it for her while she’s out?
Without answering any of Stacy’s unvoiced questions, Cherry grabbed a backpack and rushed out the door, giggling to herself evilly. The plush could hear the human skipping her way outside, certainly more excited than she had been seen in a long time… for reasons Stacy had no way to know.
In the early days of being Ellen’s roommate, Being left idle without the ability to entertain herself had caused Stacy to go into panic attacks. The first few times she had been plushed, and Ellen left her alone on the bed, buried in a toy box, or up on a shelf, the boredom drove her crazy. She couldn’t wiggle her fingers, she couldn't move her eyes, and she didn’t even have the pattern of her own breathing to focus on. She was nothing but a regular object. It drove her to the point of wanting to cry, but her body shed no tears… On those occasions, when Ellen finally changed her back, she ended up needing some time just to destress and enjoy moving her body.
Her roommate did eventually feel bad for doing that to her, since Ellen never wanted to make a sad plush, just an embarrassed one. She started leaving the toy on the couch with the TV on, or turned her into a type of enchanted plush that can still move around.
Yet ironically, over time Stacy had realized that she didn’t need those provisions as much, as the sound of the TV faded into the background, and she ended up laying around like a lazy toy even when she didn’t need to. At first, it heightened her anxiety to know that she was essentially sitting around, doing nothing when she could be working, but with enough time spent as a plush she learned to see it as a break. During those times, she was not a human, facing human responsibilities, but rather a little plush that had no choice but to relax wherever her owner decided to leave her. She couldn’t do anything about it, so why not just sit there and happily wait for someone to come and play with her?
By that point, she was comfortable being stuffed in boxes, suitcases, and even taking baths in the wash machine. It was meditative, being squished up against Ellen’s other property, all comfy and soft. Stacy was just a happy, calm little bear toy.
…but on that day, when Cherry just left her, it was hard to calm down. There had already been a million nervous thoughts going through her head about whether, how, or when to ask Ellen to be her girlfriend. Being turned into a helpless plush only showed her how passive she was. Her ability to declare her feelings to Ellen as a human were the same as a toy… none.
Plus, there was the nervousness about what Cherry could possibly be doing out there on her own. She had left with that same sly smirk on her face that she would have before coming home with a plushified person from the mall, or somewhere else.
Thinking about all these things, the minutes slowly dragged on for the former human, who was just laying there, staring into the room. The most exciting thing that happened was the buzzing of a fly, and the movement of the curtains…
Just staring through her plushy pupils, which she couldn’t even blink… the minutes soon shifted to hours…
When she was about to fall asleep, Stacy could make out the sound of Cherry giggling. The human girl was skipping back up the stairs outside in a hurry…
When she came back in, to find the former human still just sitting on her desk, lazily flopped like the inanimate toy it was, she sat down with that same grin. The backpack from before was set down alongside Stacy.
“Is little Stacy-bear ready to meet the playmate I got for her?” Cherry giggled as she gripped Stacy by the back of her torso, and lifted her up to look at the backpack. “It definitely was a challenge to get ahold of this new toy…”
“...” As Cherry made her dance around, Stacy’s head was spinning with thoughts. Ellen had dozens of plushies sitting around the room - why would Cherry need to go and buy another? And speaking of which, Ellen was usually home by now! Did that mean-
“Come on out, Ellen-bear, no need to be shy!” Cherry reached into the backpack, and pulled out another stuffed animal, the same exact shape and tag as Stacy. This one was coated in light purple fur, though, and its hair perfectly matched her very roommate…
“...” Stacy attempted to yell out ‘Ellen!? What did she do to you!?’, of course to no avail with her mouth being made of stitches. Even though the other toy was completely motionless, she could tell that it was probably trying to say something through its fabric snout too…
She had seen Ellen plushed before, particularly when her roommate would make a mistake and strike herself with her own spells, but those occasions usually meant a day where Stacy could treat Ellen like a plush for a change! Never had they both been changed into toys at the same time! There was something that made her upset about knowing her OWNER had become the toy of another person…Cherry had them both in her clutches!
“Oh, what’s wrong?” Cherry giggled. “Too shy to talk to each other? Come on… I know for a fact you two have a lot to share.” She brought the two toys closer, looking right into each other’s faces.
Stacy could almost feel sweat going down her plushy face. All the anxious thoughts about wanting to go out with Ellen, but not wanting to embarrass herself by asking, returned in full force even though she couldn’t do anything about it.
“Ellen-bear, there is something that Stacy-bear would like to ask you. Something that she’s so obsessed about that she bugs poor Cherry with it while she’s TRYING to study.” Cherry gripped Stacy a bit tighter, and wiggled her back and forth. “You see, Stacy here wants to go out on a date with you!”
“...!” Stacy tried her absolute hardest to scream, internally blushing. Did that witch seriously expose that incredibly embarrassing secret to Ellen!? All while Stacy couldn’t even speak up to explain herself!? No, no, she couldn’t-
“And Stacy-bear, there is something that Ellen-bear would like to tell you too, even if she has been too embarrassed to say it. Not a single day has passed where she’s not droning on in my ear about you… completely insufferable with her obsession.” Cherry rolled her eyes. “I gave you both plenty of time to actually make a move on each other, but if you’re both going to be quiet and tuck your tails between your legs, you might as well be a pair of plushies…”
With that, Stacy could almost see the inanimate Ellen twitch in embarrassment…
Was… was it true…?
Stacy wanted to cry…
Did… did Ellen really like her back? Had Ellen also been interested in going out with her, both of them so anxious that they lost the chance?
Such a realization almost made Stacy forget that she was currently a literal toy being carried and teased by another human.
“And such adorable little things you turned out to be… tiny, powerless objects for me to play with.” Cherry giggled evilly, giving both former humans tight squeezes. Stacy had a feeling that the addition of ‘powerless’ was mostly meant towards Ellen. “I’ve been training for a while now, so don’t expect this to only last for an hour anymore. Plenty of time for you to get acquainted with each other.”
Cherry pulled the two plushies apart, and…
"Kiss!"
Very quickly, they were brought back together. Stacy’s little snout was squished into Ellen’s, with Cherry making them rub their noses and stitched mouths against each other, all while staring “passionately” into each other’s eyes. Even though she had basically just been slammed against another toy, Stacy couldn’t help but almost faint at that… she had fantasized about getting to smooch Ellen on so many nigh-
“Kiss kiss kiss!”
Before she could finish that thought, Cherry smashed the two toys back into each other. And then again, over and over, using more force each time.
The human girl was laughing hysterically as they collided, but Stacy could hardly pay attention. Their softness absorbed all the impact. After enough times of feeling the contours of Ellen-bear’s sewn lips against hers, it actually felt like her movements. Like Stacy was getting to lean towards Ellen and plant a quick little kiss on her face…
Even though Ellen was frozen in a smile, Stacy couldn’t help but feel like… she knew her roommate was enjoying it too. It was a bizarre feeling, considering how many weeks she had been scared of her roommate being secretly annoyed with her, to suddenly believe that smile. With what Cherry said, she had to wonder…
“Kiss! Kiss! Kiss! Kiss! Good toys!”
Stacy and Ellen smoosh-smooched for almost an hour. While their plush bodies couldn’t feel any pain from being crushed between Cherry’s hands, they were left incredibly dizzy from the constant swinging. Not to mention all the embarrassing thoughts swirling through their heads…
Sometimes Cherry would also rub their round plush bellies against each other while they kissed. Or she’d leave one of them laying face up on the desk, so the other one could kiss them from above and pin them down. She would playfully make one plush poke the other one’s nose, making a “Boop!” sound. She would pinch their paws together and make them dance around in the air, lips still locked. She would wrap their fluffy arms around one another in a passionate embrace…
That amount of intimacy was way more than Stacy ever bargained for. In comparison to getting to smooch Ellen for minutes on end, and getting to hold her cotton-filled paw, asking her out on a date seemed like nothing! It was silly that she had been so scared…
“It was delightful to get you two hopeless romantics set up, but I have some actual work to do.” Cherry eventually said, carrying the two plushes over towards one of Ellen’s toy boxes. “You both enjoy your privacy, and for the love of all things holy, please do not ever ask me for any more relationship help.”
Stacy and Ellen were dropped into the little box, wincing as they landed from the long drop. The lid of the tub was closed over them, only allowing light from a couple thin holes to shine through. They were piled upon dozens of other stuffed animals, lost in a sea of cloth, just another pair of toys among the rest…
Stacy was used to being left in embarrassing situations like that, but Ellen had not been plushed even close to as many times as her. Stacy couldn’t help but imagine her roommate’s face covered with blush, how cute it would be to see her stammering in disbelief that Cherry had managed to get the better of her again…
They had landed with their paws covering each other… did Cherry use magic to make them hold hands in the toybox, or… was that just their love?
In the calm, relaxing quiet, Stacy happily allowed herself to start slipping into a plush dream. She imagined that rather than falling asleep in a cardboard box where Ellen and her had been turned into inanimate objects, she was resting her head on Ellen’s shoulder. She thought about Ellen’s arm being around her, holding her firmly and protectively, planting a kiss on her forehead…
Heck… she loved her…
She loved her so much…
If there was one thing she didn’t enjoy about being a plush, it would be not getting to tell Ellen that…
…that had been the best first date Stacy could ever imagine…
When Stacy woke up, she assumed that the soft, squishy materials underneath her were the other plushes in the toy box, only to open her eyes and see the pillow and sheets of Ellen’s bed. More notably, Ellen, in her full human glory, was snoozing right in front of her, a warm smile across her face as if it was still stitched.
Normally, after waking up to find herself no longer an object, Stacy would get out of bed and do stretches, but today she just snuggled up to Ellen.
“Mmm… Stacy-bear…” The other girl mumbled in her sleep, before slowly opening her eyes, and blushing at the sight of her roommate. “O-Oh… hello there… um… Stacy…” With how much Ellen had been fidgeting and kicking her leg lately, Stacy admitted that she probably should have realized her roommate had been thinking about her too.
“G-Good morning… um…” Stacy fixed her hair. “T-That was crazy last night, huh?”
“Definitely…” Ellen sat up, brushing off her arms to make sure her body was human again. “I guess that Cherry has been learning faster than I gave her credit for. Can’t believe she… made us… um…”
They looked away from each other, shy to make eye contact after the barrage of kissing they were forced into as stuffed bears.
“Yeah… she’s pretty brutal…” Stacy chuckled nervously to herself, slowly lifting her head and building up the courage. She had not gone through that entire ordeal just to back out now. She was tired of being scared to ask what was on her mind. “B-But… um… well… was there anything true about what she… said you had been telling her?”
“...” Her roommate took a deep breath, shifting her legs against each other. “Yes… it was real… I had been asking her if… you really liked me or… just enjoyed being my toy.”
“R-Really? I’ve been f-fantasizing about you for weeks! I um… um…I mean…”
They went silent again, faces red and thoughts going through their heads. Stacy still had that doubt, but she decided to take initiative.
“So… well… w-while we’re on the topic… do you actually feel like going out sometime?” Stacy’s heart beated heavily. “I-I don’t mean just as your toy… more like… something more intimate. A tea party… or a movie… j-just you, me, and the plushies… you know…?”
“O-Of course I would!” Ellen quickly squeaked out, sharing that nervousness that Stacy had. “We could go out tonight… if you’re free.” She said that last part as if she hadn’t sentenced Stacy to hours of unexpected plushhood before.
“Really?” Stacy’s eyes lit up with happiness. It was real! She couldn’t believe it! Ellen actually wanted to go out with her! “Y-You don’t just like me as your toy?”
“You’re so much more than a toy to me, Stacy! Besides,” Ellen giggled. “My girlfriend will need to be human sometimes so I can talk to her.”
“Girlfriend?”
“I… Uh… Well… You…” Ellen closed her eyes and turned completely red. “S-sorry…”
“No, no, thank you!” Stacy blushed red as well. “I just… d-didn’t expect you to… want to call me your-”
Before Stacy could continue stammering, Ellen had already leaned over, and promptly planted a quick kiss on her lips.
“I’ve wanted to have you as my girlfriend for a long time. Even more than I’ve wanted to have you as my toy!” Ellen giggled, still a bit embarrassed.
Stacy gave her a kiss on the lips in return, wrapping her arms around Ellen, who quickly returned. They shut their eyes and enjoyed the moment…
On top of that being their first kiss, the two of them had never really… hugged one another, without any plush magic being involved. Stacy expected to open her eyes and find herself transformed, but Ellen just kept holding onto her. They remained there for a few minutes… and it felt so warm… so great…
When they finally pulled away from each other, and just rested their heads on each other’s shoulders, Stacy finally spoke again.
“So… l-later this afternoon?”
“Sounds great!... Though there is one more thing that I have to attend to first…”
“I told you that she liked you.” One witch said to the other, as Stacy listened through the door. “Now, can you both FINALLY leave me alone?”
“Oh don’t worry, I won’t be asking you for any more relationship nonsense…” Ellen said, in her typical sing-songy voice that indicated she was up to something. “And since you got us so close by turning us into a couple of toys, I wanted to return the favor!”
“...don’t you dare. You know that I am faster than you. Try to plush me and… and…”
Stacy peeked through the door and watched as the witch who had reduced both of them to common toys shrunk down and bright pink fur coated her body. Cherry’s face was completely red as she gripped onto her magic wand between both of her hands which reduced to round, useless plush paws. The wand glowed a bright purple color, setting itself off.
“ELLEN! What did you do to my wand!?” Said the shrinking girl as she desperately swung it around, uselessly trying to cast a plushing spell on Ellen while she could still move.
“With how much you’ve been practicing, you should know to check if magical items have traps before you touch them!”
“I will get you for thi- mmmph!” The witch pried at her mouth using her paws and wand, finding it sealed by an X-shaped patch. She grunted and growled furiously, but couldn’t get a single word out. Her face pushed out into a squishy, cotton-filled dog muzzle.
When Cherry dropped to the floor, she looked up to find Ellen and Stacy now several times her size. Her angry paw swings were nothing but adorable! She was an even smaller toy than the two of them had been!
Stacy picked Cherry up by her soon-forming heart-stamped plush tag, and giggled at the way she swung back and forth in the air, trying to free herself. The bratty former witch would no doubt have been yelling expletives at her if her mouth wasn’t patched over.
“Not so tough now, are you?” She spun the toy around as she pinched its tag. “You make a much cuter plush-pup than you did a witch…”
The toy crossed its front paws in anger, only for its fabric eyes to widen as Ellen brought over the same backpack from the previous day. Cherry kicked her legs and shook her head in anger, but soon enough she was dangled over the bag, dropped inside, and they got to watch her helpless attempts to climb out before it was zipped up.
“Ready for our second date, Stacy?” Ellen smiled as she equipped the backpack.
“Never been more ready! Is there anything else we need to bring?”
“Just this spoiled plush.” Ellen giggled as she patted the backpack. “Since she was so excited to set us up on a date, I think a whole night listening to our affection is just what she needs…”
“Hehe~” Stacy giggled with Ellen, before leaning in to give her another kiss.
The two girls held their hands and ventured into the night, ready to have another lovely, fun time together… But for the first time, they would both be enjoying each other’s company as humans. Rather than owner and toy, they were girlfriends… And no amount of cotton or fabric would ever feel as good as the warmth of their palms tightly held around one another.
Sometimes you just need a little push to get close with those you're interested in...
Thanks to kingdigikeyatoxz for letting me write a story about her characters for this trade! Please check out her art for more plush-related content.
Also thanks to phyrexianrevoker for helping edit this story.
Thanks to kingdigikeyatoxz for letting me write a story about her characters for this trade! Please check out her art for more plush-related content.
Also thanks to phyrexianrevoker for helping edit this story.
Category Story / Transformation
Species Unspecified / Any
Gender Female
Size 120 x 120px
Plushies are the ultimate form of love.
No other shape can take these many hugs.
No other shape can take these many hugs.
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