It's been a long, hard, exhausting day for you. Work went horribly. Friends are unavailable. Your only solace after finally making it home, late into the evening, is being able to faceplant into your pile of beloved plushies.
You don't expect them to start piling over you and snuggling you back!
Your favorite bunny wraps stubby limbs over the side of your head, nuzzling her little snout in softly.
"Aww, poor owner! It's been so hard for you, hasn't it, sweetie?"
A lovely lion rubs at your belly, licking with a little velvet tongue.
"So much work, so much pressure... you deserve a rest!"
You try and roll over and sit up, astounded at your newly living collection, but they hold you down with unnatural strength. It feels... gosh, you're blushing hard, despite (because of?) the absurdity of the situation!
"Owners like you shouldn't put themselves through hell every day... right?"
Toys and stuffies of all shapes and sizes massage at you, plushie paws pressing in and rubbing every bit of tension away. No, more than that... warmth spreads through your skin, and you turn your head to look at an arm. Fabric is spreading from your toys' touch, weaving around your every limb!
Layer after layer of warm velvet wraps around your arms and legs, holding them tight and puffing them up. Your hands and feet especially... your eyes widen as woven paws form over them, big plush pads the likes of which you've only seen on top quality fursuits! It's so tight, but... really comfy...
A rotund kittytoy nuzzles into one of your new handpaws, its purrs vibrating throughout your arm.
"These fit owner so much better! Owner doesn't have to act human anymore, not when owner needs help for everything now!"
Your face pales as you realize it's right. These fat mitts have ZERO dexterity.
You stutter an objection, and your plushies finally let you sit up as you paw at your arms, trying to slip the coverings off to no avail. You can still feel your human limbs underneath, but it's like the plush has melded over them, and even if you could properly grab the fabric, it won't budge.
The little legion of stuffies surrounds you in a hug, pulling your arms back down as they get back to their soft massage. A pear shaped dragon floats up in front of your face, its stubby wings somehow generating enough lift.
"Shhh, it's okay, owner... We'll take care of you now. You deserve this."
Little plushpaws grab your face in a hug, caressing your cheeks as its snout presses at your lips in a faux kiss.
"Owner has been pushing itself so hard, for so long... You've taken care of us, now we can care for you forever!"
You try to argue, but all that comes out is a quiet, needy whine.
Plushies start to rub the velvet pads of your paws, and a little moan slips from your lips at how sensitive they feel. Rounded arms squish into them, and you squirm in their entrance. It feels, gosh, it feels so so so good as they press in their little arms and faces and tongues and-
A soft snout nuzzles in between your legs, and you gasp as you reflexively buck your hips into your bunny.
"Teeheehee! Owner really is so needy, aren't you? Poor thing won't be able to get itself off anymore, not with those fat pawsies..." It starts to stroke, gentle but firm, bringing you closer, "...but you're already plenty used to humping your plushies, aren't you~?"
It's right. You've spent many a night grinding into your various soft toys, your bunny most of all. But the feeling of fabric sliding between your legs has never felt so divine as it does right now, in this moment.
They all know exactly how to pleasure you, exactly what elicits the most needy whines and desperate moans. Lovingly nuzzling your groin, firmly squishing your paws, roughly petting your head... it's all so much. You're brought to orgasm faster than ever before, cum soaking into your bunny yet again.
Your treasured collection of toys giggle all around you as they guide you back down, pinning you to the soft embrace of your bed as they snuggle up nice and warm. Your bunny climbs over your chest to hug your face, rubbing its belly into your lips to let you taste your own discharge in its fabric.
"Good owner... so good to us, so good for us... we love you, owner!"
A chorus of 'we love you, owner!' rises from every plush around you, and your eyes water as you realize how much you're truly loved.
"It's all better now... We'll take care of you forever, owner. You've earned this rest."
As your beloved stuffies hug you tight, you let sleep take you more comfortable than you've ever been. Your final thoughts before drifting off to dreamland are of how embarrassing it'll be to admit this situation to your friends... but how excited your plushies will be to arrange lovely playdates~
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