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Plush
-by XD4000
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Morgan and Shock were fighting again. 

More specifically, Morgan was chasing Shock down the hall after spotting the mischievous Luxio once again messing with his collection of Pokemon plushies. 

Without fail, anytime Morgan found himself in the unlucky predicament of having to watch his older sister’s Luxio for the day, he’d turn his back for one moment only to find Shock trying to make off with one of his prized plushies in his teeth. No matter what Pokemon-oriented toys he got for Shock, he never seemed to care about them. All that Luxio seemed to ever want was to bother both Morgan and his collection.Today was getting to be the last straw.

He thought shutting his door and locking it would be enough of a precaution to allow him to go out and safely get the mail. Sure enough, when Morgan returned from the mailbox, he not only found that Shock had somehow snuck into his room again, but the Luxio had already plucked Morgan’s limited edition and life size Shinx plushie from his bed and was gnawing at its ear. 

Morgan threw down his stack of bills as he lunged at the Luxio. “Drop it, Shock!” 

Shock’s eyes widened at how fast he had been discovered, yet as he tried to make a getaway, he overestimated just how much he'd been nibbling at the toy Shinx’s ear. As he jerked his body away and ran, he accidentally pulled off the Shinx’s ear, much to Morgan’s horror. 

So distraught by the destruction of his plushie, Morgan didn't even try to chase Shock. Instead, he crumbled to the floor as he scooped up the ripped ear and loose bits of cotton spilling from the Shinx’ head.

The gnarled mess of the torn ear couldn’t be salvaged, even if Morgan could sew it back on. It would never look as perfect as it did when he bought it! His blood began to boil at the thought of having to track down a new mint condition replacement, not to mention that the Shinx was his particular favorite. With little recourse, he pulled out his phone and dialed his sister's number.

“Tara? You need to come pick up Shock, now. I refuse to watch that jerk anymore.”

“Uggh, Morgan! You say that every week. Did he take another one of your toys again or something?”

“I told you they aren’t toys! They’re valuable collectors items! And yes, your untrained Luxio ripped an ear f off my Shinx plushie!”

“Look, I can’t talk right now. You know how much I appreciate you watching him while I’m at work, okay? Just order a new one and I’ll pay you back.”

“That’s not the point! He’s just gonna’ keep doing it! He knows how much it bothers me and he does it anyway!”

“Maybe he wouldn’t be so destructive if you actually took the time to play with him like you said you would! Look, Morgan, I gotta go. I’ll try to be home early to get Shock. Just be nice to him till then.”

Before Morgan could complain any more, Tara hung up.

Morgan clenched the phone in his hand. His anger boiled over even more as he saw Shock looking out from behind the couch with his tail between his legs. 

“Oh, what? You’re sorry now? Tch, you already ruined her, so here! Take her!” Morgan cried, tossing the disfigured Shinx plush at Shock.

Morgan stomped back down the hall and slammed his bedroom door. He sighed as he looked back to his bed, noticing all too well the empty space among all his favorite stuffed Pokemon. Still, he shrugged as he went to his computer and sat down. Tara was paying for it, anyway, so maybe he’d buy an even more expensive and high end replacement for his Shinx plushie. He smirked at that, eager to spend his time finding the perfect new Shinx, ignoring any kind of price tag.

After a dozen or so minutes of browsing online auctions and other online marketplaces, Morgan stumbled across a post with a highly rated referral for a website he had never heard of: “PlushPlus.com”. Upon clicking the link, Morgan was immediately met with the cutesy layout and font of the site, already lulling him into exploring the breadth of plushies the store had available. He could hardly comprehend how such an extensive collection of plushies had escaped his knowledge for so long, yet despite the massive array of Pokemon toys the site had for sale, the website made no secret of declaring a bolded disclaimer: only one plushie per purchase, per customer.

Morgan scratched his head at that. Maybe the plushies were of such a high quality material that they could only handle orders of one at a time? Judging by the exorbitant price tag attached to each of them, Morgan assumed something like that had to be the case. Still, that didn’t stop him from going ahead and placing an order for a Shinx. He marveled at the preview pictures as he prepared to checkout, noting the intense attention to detail and intricate seam work. Almost as if the plushies teetered right on the edge between living and inanimate. The adorable wide smile across the front of the plush was enough to sell Morgan by itself, so to see a high quality product compelled Morgan to type in his information as soon as possible.

As he was placing the order, though, he was met with a strange option: besides the normal billing questions, the Shinx plushie oddly enough had the option to be male or female. Morgan just shrugged. He considered most, if not all of his collection as girls, so he thought nothing of clicking the checkbox for “female”. With everything set, he finalized his purchase and clicked “accept”.

Are you sure? He clicked ‘yes’.

Are you really really sure? He rolled his eyes as he clicked the option that read “Yes, I know what I’m getting into.”

Processing. Processing. Processing. Complete! Order is ready for delivery! Thank you for your purchase from PlushPlus.com! We hope you enjoy~

Morgan had barely taken his hand off the mouse as he read the little popup. As he lifted his hand, though, a small bolt of electricity leapt from the mouse and zapped his fingertips. It jolted through his whole body in an instant, then disappeared into the floor. 

The young man blinked as the sensation as the shock washed over him. It wasn’t exactly painful, just an odd feeling. He picked up the chord of his mouse and let it dangle as he inspected it for any loose wires, but he found nothing. No obvious explanation for the zap, and the odd tingling didn’t seem to go away. The brunt of it pooled in his arms, legs, and spine. No matter what he did, Morgan couldn’t shake the feeling of pins and needles in his limbs; like they had fallen asleep. Even getting up out of his chair felt like a chore, but he managed to get up on his feet and stand on the rug in the center of his room.

That was when his body froze. Starting in his feet, Morgan felt his body slow down to a crawl, and finally cease to move. Blood stopped flowing in his body. His lungs stopped taking in air. The only thing that continued on was his consciousness and the lingering feeling of stiffness mixed with excitement that clung to his body. Other than that, he had become completely paralyzed.

Morgan’s mind raced as his body disobeyed his commands to move. All he had were his thoughts and worries, and with that being the only avenue he had now to express himself, every sensation in his body became heightened. No breath. Not even able to blink. Only an acute awareness of every part of his body frozen in time and the bits of static jumping across his hair and skin. Only able to stare out straight ahead, and as luck would have it, his vision directed him straight toward the back of his bedroom door, and hung upon that door was a full body mirror. Morgan could see himself trapped in his pose, unable to escape.

And yet, despite knowing that his inability to move should have terrified him, instead and against his will, Morgan’s face formed a cute smile. A curled up toothy grin like some ecstatic pool toy, even with the oddly wide and white teeth. Was this his own smile? As if to answer Morgan’s own question, he noticed the dark traces of thread begin to stitch themselves along his lips. The thread widened out and consumed his smile, crafting it into an artisan image of a grin that Morgan knew all too well from his plushie collection.

And not just any plushie. His supposed newest plushie. He recognized the smile from the preview! 

It was the cute grin of the Shinx plushie he had just purchased. 

As the thought struck him like a lightning bolt, the rest of the mystical energy that sparked from the static that spiraled up and down Morgan’s frozen body began to activate. The smile was just the first step, and now his body would go the rest of the trail towards plushdom without his interference. 

Morgan felt a sharp tingle in his hands and feet. Still with his neck and head in a permanent fixture and facing the mirror, he at least had a prime viewing of the magic taking hold of his fingers and toes. The way they swelled up as if they were getting inflated. Rather, like they were being stuffed. Stuffed with such soft, soothing cotton. And the way the stuffing in them gathered and caused his body to expand, so too did Morgan begin to be reshaped. The most noticeable change was his thumb, which instead of being blessed with that cotton, seemed to become flaccid and be absorbed into his reformed hands. Only his four fingers remained, yet they too became smaller and more compact. Little dark claws began to form in the tips of his hands, though they would most assuredly never be able to scratch a thing. Nothing in his body could possibly pose a threat to anyone, and that was the whole point: to be a soft, cuddly little plushie. The crown jewel of any collection.

Morgan watched in bewilderment as his hands made the complete change into paws. Yes, paws. Cute, soft little paws compete with their heart shaped paw pads. Perfectly tailored to be the most adorable little paws. And his feet too followed suit. What use would those rough and ungainly feet be to a plushie? No, he strictly required the paws, and his body knew it. Morgan knew it too, despite his futile attempts to resist.

The cotton surged beneath Morgan’s ever softening skin and puffed him up quite nicely. All past his knees and generously doling out helpings of that cotton to his thighs and backside. And as the cotton finished and met his skin, that old pale skin of his adopted a much more appropriate color. His hind legs grew a cool black color while his arms and chest changed to a sky blue. Curiously enough, all four of his new paws had that same blue shade as well. Morgan, being the Pokémon collector and expert that he was, knew all too well what the coloration of his new paws meant. 

And why shouldn’t he? He did order a female Shinx after all. Why shouldn’t all four of his paws be blue? That indicated a female of the species. Just as he ordered. Or rather, she ordered.

Imprisoned in her mind, Morgan’s only tether to sanity was the voice she could hear guiding her thoughts from the back of her mind. Some new entity massaging her attitude towards all of this. She did order this, right? She clicked through the warnings and wanted this to happen. She even had a receipt sitting open on her desktop! What other proof would be needed of such a purchase? And look how cute Morgan looked! Think of how cute she’d look fully transformed. She should be happy! She was smiling, after all.

Morgan wanted to protest. Wanted to reach for her phone and call for help, but all of those options were completely out of the question. What hope could she have to dial her phone with her chubby paws now? How stuffed they were. Such soft digits. Practically stuffed to bursting at the seams, and that’s not even considering her new body; how she had since curled up from her old position and now stood on all fours. A perfectly natural pose for any cuddly toy. No one would even know Morgan’s situation, especially now that the transformation had all but taken her completely now. 

Out from behind the forming Shinx, a new sleeve of cloth and material shot out of Morgan. It fell limp along the floor for a moment, but soon she could feel it becoming stiff and stuffed. She watched what she could in the reflection of the mirror as her new tail quickly filled out nicely and curved itself into a “C” shape over her backside. She felt every ounce of cotton rushing from the ether to fill every but of her body. Each bit of it gave the inside of her body a little tickle and surge of static, never letting Morgan forget the feeling of her lovely new body.

At last, the new plushie neared completion and perfection. Two round ears at the sides of Morgan’s head plumped up to full size as her face flattened out into an intimidating and cartoony visage of a Shinx. No hints of realism at all in the design, as if it was ripped straight from a picture book and given life. Still, that didn’t mean the details weren’t immaculate. From the little tuft of hair on top of Morgan’s head down to the side whiskers and yellow symbols on her ears and tail, not a single bit of her Shinx body was out of place. And all the while, she still bore that wide smile, unable to express anything but that pure joy. 

Finally, the static tickling at her soft body began to dissipate. Morgan still endured the same stiffness as before, now feeling even more stuffed than ever with all of her cotton. It took her a while to admit it, but as she looked at herself in the mirror on her bedroom door, seeing how cute she looked transformed into that plushie, she couldn’t help but like it, even just a bit. She even enjoyed the tight feeling of the brand new collar that came with her transformation. It clasped itself around her neck and let a name tag dangle at the center which read in big engraved letters “Morgan”.

Just as she was admiring how cute she looked, though, the handle on the bedroom door began to twist. Someone was coming in! If Morgan could move, she surely would have hid herself, but alas, her new plushie form forbade her from budging even an inch. All she could do was stand there looking lovable and be the first thing whoever was entering the room would see.

“Heh, looks like that dork is gone. And lucky me~ He left his door unlocked this time. It’s such a pain having to jam my tail in the lock to get it open.”

Morgan didn’t recognize the voice. Or did she? Something about it rang a bell, but she couldn’t quite place it. That is, until she realized the obvious option. Who else would try to break into her room and be so delighted that her human form was nowhere to be seen?

And sure enough, that rascal Shock came strolling in from around the open door like he owned the whole house. And immediately, the first thing the Luxio saw when he entered the room was a brand new Shinx plushie in the center of the room.

“Ooh, so he did have a second one! I knew he had to be holding out on me. And this one looks even better than the last.”

Shock chuckled to himself as he circled around plushie. Morgan tried all she could do to break through and make her presence known, but nothing worked. No sound escaped her and her legs wouldn’t move. 

The Luxio sat in front of the Shinx plushie, giving it an inquisitive sniff as he inspected it. He thought he caught a whiff of a familiar scent, but he dismissed it. Sure, the Shinx doll smelled like that dork Morgan, but then again, so did the whole room. Nothing out of the ordinary there. That is, until he noticed the name tag around the Shinx’s neck.

Shock rolled his eyes.“He named it after himself? ‘Hello, my name is Morgan’. Tch, that almost makes me not want to hump it. Heh, or maybe it makes me want to hump it even more?”

Shock punctuated his sentence with a swift paw slap to the Shinx’s face. The plush wobbled for a bit on impact, but it eventually stopped and landed back upright again. Morgan, however, felt the entire blow. Her face stung for a bit as she worried if she had possibly been cut. She stopped herself, though. Why did she suddenly care so much that her body didn’t get a single bit of damage on it? Morgan couldn’t explain it, but if she could feel her heartbeat, she knew it would be racing as the Luxio leered at her. She knew Shock didn’t have a track record for keeping his toys in mint condition.

And true to her fears, Shock was going for her ear. Just like the plushie before. The Luxio loomed in, so close that Morgan could feel his hot breath cascade down her body. His saliva dampened her soft material skin. She even felt Shock begin to sink his teeth into her ear. 

But then the Luxio pulled away.

“Grr, this one is probably as cheaply made as the last one. I have to be gentle, that way Morgan will never know I was here. In fact…” Shock paused and went silent, holding his ear up to the air. He waited for a couple moments, listening for anything, but heard nothing. “Wow, I don’t think he’s even in the house. I should have time for a quick one.”

Morgan shuddered in her mind at the thought of whatever a quick one was. She had caught Shock on rare occasions hidden away in the laundry room and humping the plushies, but she never imagined she’d magically be on the receiving end. Still, the paralyzed plushie could only watch as Shock continued to size her up. 

“Eh, the smile is a bit…too happy, but I might confuse this for a real one if I only looked at it from the back or…w-woah!”

Morgan saw the surprised expression of Shock in the mirror as he stared at something below her tail. Then, the expression turned into a lusty, giggling grin.

“Hehe, n-no way! He got a plushie with a pussy! I didn’t know he was fucking them, too! I’ve humped pretty much every plushie in his room at least twice, and never have I seen one with a hole like this!”

Morgan wanted to do anything but smile. Shock said she had a WHAT exactly? No, that couldn’t possibly be. Morgan tried to pretend she hadn’t heard it, or maybe she misheard it. There had to be something else that Shock meant when he looked behind her. She felt nothing like that appear when she transformed! And the preview photos from the website! She had studied them thoroughly and none of them had even the slightest hint that they were built to be lewd. 

But then, how could Morgan explain the way she felt when the cold nose of the Luxio behind her began to probe her entrance? An entrance she didn’t even know she had. A puffed out ring of silicone and rubber marked the boundary of her body to be explored by Shock, and he let himself in. He dove his nose into the toy, catching the enticing aroma of the depths of her body and breathing it in deep. Morgan felt every inch of her body flare up with such intense heat and desire as Shock continued to take in her scent. She had no idea what the Luxio was smelling, but if it was half as good as how Morgan felt in the moment, then it must have been the fragrance of heaven.

Before losing himself too deep in it, though, Shock’s eyes bolted open as he pulled his nose out of the Shinx toy and gasped.

“No…this smells just like the real thing! And it’s clean! He really hasn’t used it before.”

Shock looked back to the door. He stood still, waiting again for his ears to pick up any heavy footsteps or alert him of Morgan’s presence, but nothing came. He really was all alone with this new Shinx plushie.

“Hehe, well, can’t let a fresh toy like this go unplayed with, can I? Let’s see how deep you are, bitch.”

Morgan assumed this is where the cruel fever dream would abruptly end. No way her body could hold on to anything greater than Shock’s nose probing his entrance. Or maybe the transformation would collapse under the stress of it all and turn him back to normal? The spike in pleasure would no doubt rip her from her new soft toy body, right?

Then, with barely a warning from the hot breath rolling out of Shock’s mouth and onto the back of Morgan’s hind legs, the Luxio curled his tongue and pressed its entire length into the Shinx. A bit of a tight fit for the Luxio, but he wanted to make sure his toy would be nice and lubed up for the main fun. Shock even giggled to himself as he swirled his tongue inside his Shinx toy, as he could have sworn, for just a brief moment, he heard the plushie moaning. He placed both of his paws on the Shinx’s wide ass and pulled her in close, getting his entire face against the plushie’s backside.

And Morgan wasn’t even sure if her voice escaped her or not, but in the realm of her mind, she was practically melting at the feeling of being speared so deep by Shock’s tongue. The warmth of it surged in her so lovingly and let both of them know just how deep in fact her plushie body was, and by Morgan’s estimate, it was big enough for one Luxio knot to dock.

Shock had to have agreed, for as he pulled his tongue out and sighed, he prepared to mount the Shinx. He stepped over her body, casting a shadow across the cuddly toy. Once he had his paws situated beside her head and behind her hind legs, he pressed the tip of his knot up to her silicone entrance, already feeling himself slide in so easily thanks to his lubrication. Shock grunted to himself as he pressed himself into the tightness of his toy, eventually having his larger than average endowment get the better of him. His little Shinx didn’t seem to be the exact size for him, but the Luxio knew he could make it fit. He let his entire weight sit atop the plushie as he negotiated more and more of his knot into it with every thrust.

“Gahh, so snug…” Shock moaned.

Indeed, Morgan was a tight little thing, but with enough bucking of Shock’s hips and him compressing the toy down on his knot, he managed to get his entire girthy cock into her. All the while, Morgan had no proper way to express the intense pressure her body was under. So many waves of ecstasy washing over her with every painfully long moment of Shock getting his knot into her, and yet her mouth wouldn’t move to let her moan with her Luxio partner. Some small noises broke through from the seams and thread of her wide smile, but nothing Shock would notice. It even taunted Morgan, letting her know just how close she was to letting someone know that she was in the plushie. That she felt everything the plushie did. That every time Shock slid his cock in and out of the Shinx he assumed was just a regular toy, Morgan felt every inch of his knot. 

Losing himself in how good the plushie felt on his cock, Shock couldn’t help but bite at one of the Shinx’s large stuffed ears. Still, he knew he wouldn’t make the same mistake again. No, this toy felt way too good to even risk damaging. He wanted to keep her as perfect as possible for himself. Screw collecting these things and putting them on a shelf. Shock knew that their best use by far was to fuck them silly. And in the moment, as Morgan rocked back and forth with her plushie body smooshed under Shock’s weight as she was so thoroughly filled by him, she found it hard to disagree with that logic.

Shock nibbled and pulled at Morgan’s ear again, but now it was more of a distraction. A way to keep his body going and to ground the rising heat in his body. He didn’t want this to end, but he couldn’t deny how close he was. How even biting down hard on his toy wouldn’t stop his climax from striking. Even thoughts of his next fuck escaped him, only able to focus on each current moment passing by, each one spent either pulling his knot out of his Shinx toy or slamming himself back in, and in that rhythm, he gave up any more hope of edging.

Morgan knew this too, for in her silicone pussy, she felt something hot and sticky begin to coat her insides. The initial bits of his seed. Even feeling so full and satisfied with that knot in her, she worried about all the playing with her. Could her new body take it, or would she simply be split in two? As Shock panted into her stuffed ear, Morgan tried to contain herself. Shock slammed his hips into her, harder and harder, moaning louder as well. Then Morgan felt the final press. The one before the surge of Shock’s hot seed began to flood her body. 

Shock cared not for the safety of his toy now, too preoccupied with his own satisfaction and surprisingly generous cumming session. How long had it been since he felt something so tight? So real, even. Well, real enough for Shock. As he tried to catch his breath and came down from it all, he knew his toy felt better than any real pussy he had ever had. He smiled that, reveling even in the final moments of pleasure as he slowly pulled himself out. Ropes of his cum slipped out of his toy and mixed with the back of her legs and her tail, pointedly marking this Shinx as Shock’s. He’d figure out some way to deal with Morgan later if he got in trouble for it, but in that moment, as he dropped himself down beside his Shinx plushie and pulled her in close, he could not find any reason to care about his consequences.

And as Shock laid there on the rug, cradling his lovely little Shinx plushie in his paws, he heard the jingle of its name tag again. He glanced over to it. Curiously, an inscription was written on the back of the tag that he had not noticed before. 

“To return to normal, simply remove collar.”

The Luxio saw a little clasp on the collar that he probably could have undone himself. But then again, he enjoyed the silence of the house. Without Morgan to bother him, Shock knew he could take a long nap in the warm sunlight coming in from the bedroom window while snuggled up to his new favorite plushie.

And all Morgan could do was grin and enjoy the warmth of her lover's body against hers. So filled by his cum, and now her mind raced with remembering that thick knot penetrating her so deep. She wondered if she could ever get the thought out of her head. Even more, she wondered if she ever even wanted her collar removed. All she knew for sure was that this was the best purchase of her life. The perfect plushie for Shock to play with.