Plushie Cat! Chapter One
(Gift for Fearful Harmony)
Ring! Ring! The doorbell rang in the quiet little office of a witching rabbit who sat aside at her
desk. With a second pair of rings, the brown bunny stood up and walked towards the door of the store,
opening it wide, seeing a pair of felines before her; a snow leopard and an exotic-colored moon kitty in
front of her! Standing there in her dark cloth and white underclothes, the occultist aesthetic with a softer
edge to it with cartoony stitching on the seams.
“Hi there! You two must be my two o’clock appointment, correct? Vic and Kiridus? I’m Monica,
it’s nice to meet you both.” The witching bun said while giving a little bow and lift of the skirt before
leading the two felines inside. “Welcome to the Plush Witch Doctor for the first time, you two. Now,
what could I help you with? A plushie get a few rips and tears?” Monica turned back to the two, getting
behind her desk and reviewing the appointment list.
It was Kiridus who spoke first, the grey snow leopard stepping forward in his fluffy necked coat,
his mish mashed blue and pink eyes looking towards the bunny. “We came in to get my little cat turned
into a living plushie, just so they can be comfy. Might come back tomorrow if we see a few rips in them,
but that’s all we really want. How much would that cost? About 600$?” He said while digging into his
short shorts, reaching through the pocket down into the pocket of his leggings.
A quiet nod came from Monica as she looked over the note she made. “Right. A week ago, you
made the appointment and… hmm… hey, collared kitty, you consent to this? Quickest you can revert is
two months of time. Gives your body time to recover.” Her question was directed to Vic, who’s pale blue
collar was currently in Kiridus’s grasp with a long leash.
The purple kitty with sizable wings looked up, brushing hair out of their face while giving a quiet
nod. “Y-yea, I actually… asked for it, too, so….” They trailed off, adverting their heterochromatic blue
and purple eyes towards the tile floor. “So, uh… will I have to be naked for it to work or…?” Vic trailed
off while shyly pushing their skirt down, hiding the small bit of space between their thigh highs and the
bottom of the skirt.
Nodding once again, the rabbit stepped out from behind the counter and gestured for Kiridus and
Vic to follow. “Yes, you will. Would you two mind if we sat down and talked about the process in a little
more detail? Just to make sure this is really what you both want here.” Monica said calmly, picking up a
clipboard off of the counter while turning to see the pair following her.
The brown rabbit led the two felines through a hanging bead door to a darker room, one that had
lots of sewing materials covering an entire wall and a carpet stitched with a ritualistic pattern in the
middle of the floor. Flipping on a light to spark yarn like flames to erupt from candles around the room,
Monica pulled out a trio of chairs before taking her seat to face the other two. Kiridus and Vic took their
seats, their two pairs of heterochromatic eyes looking around the witch’s hut like room, the softer and
more colorful portions of it adding a nice contrast.
“So, the entire procedure goes like this:” Monica began, clearing her throat while flipping a page
of the clipboard. “The subject will be naked and have sheets of cloth sewn onto them, starting from the

arms and going towards the neck, down the torso, the legs, and ending with a mask with the hair tucked
away. There will be a special cup of tea with calming and paralyzing agents for the subject to drink before
the mouth cover is applied.” The bunny took a breath, turning to the next page before continuing. “After
all the cloth is sewn on and the tea is done, a special dye is splashed along it in order to make it take the
color of the subject’s body, which would take time to cure. Is everything okay so far?” She stopped,
emerald eyes falling onto Vic and looking for a reaction.
The wide eyes of the moon kitty were ahead, the entire process seeming a little overwhelming,
their wings pressed snuggly against their back. “Well… it sounds like a lot, but none of it would hurt?
Will I be conscious during the dyeing stuff? I really, really want this, I just want to know what to… be
ready for, I guess?” Vic shyly pressed their paws into their lap, whining with a faint blush while admitting
their desire.
Nodding, Monica put all of her focus onto the kitty before her. “It wouldn’t hurt and you’ll stay
awake. All you’ll really feel through the process, if I don’t accidentally poke you, is a little warm with a
full body suit and feeling colder when the ritual itself begins; I’ll get to that in a moment. And you’ll stay
awake, too, completely conscious and aware.” She explained, looking to Kiridus to see if he had a
question before returning to the spiel about the entire process.
“Once everything is set in place, the subject is placed in the ritual circle and the final step is
began. Flesh and heat are taken and replaced with stuffing and yarn, even the internal organs.” Monica
explained. “After it all, the subject will stay limp for about ten or so minutes, where they’ll be redressed
and have someone pick them up to take them home. Such a drastic change can make balance all weird for
a little, so we gotta be safe to avoid lawsuits.” The bunny laughed at the serious situation turned joke.
Kiridus spoke as she finished in his dry voice. “What about hiding… THOSE bits? Would it cost
any extra to do that?” He said, starting to fish for his wallet once again, waiting for the confirmation. As
he said it, Vic slowly nodded and gave their consent, blushing a little more.
Hesitating a moment, the bunny looked towards the back end of the clipboard pages and read
through the special requests. “Mmmm… I can do it. That’ll be an extra 50$ for that change, though, using
more material and such.” Monica’s eyes widen as she taps the clipboard. “I also forgot our ruling on
wings. Wings are an extra 75$ to the cost, so… about 625$ in total. And repairs start at 40$ a trip, going
up with the severity of it.” She explained, setting the clipboard aside one last time. “So, that’ll be it? No
more questions or anything?”
The snow leopard simply handed over his money, stood up, and stretched his grey body. “Nope.
How long will this take?” Kiridus said simply, handing over an extra little bit for paying taxes. “You can
keep the change.”
Monica took the money and set it aside for the time being, tucking it in the clip of the clipboard
before standing with the snow leopard. “It takes about two hours to do it all, but it’ll likely be closer to
two and a half due to the wings and the… hidey hole you wanted.” She set the clipboard aside and
reached out to shake hands with Kiridus. “I’ll go ahead and get started with them, just give me a call if
you think of any questions or have any concerns on anything.” Monica finally explained, seeing the snow
leopard out of the door before returning to the quiet little room.

As the brown rabbit returned, her green eyes went toward Vic, sitting there in the chair with a
nervous expression. With a slow and relaxing motion, Monica brought a large section of white cloth over
to the moon kitty, placing it on a nearby table and sitting down in front of the feline. The air around the
pair was quiet and tense as the bunny looked towards the shy, nervous feline. Light, nervous flutters came
from Vic’s sizable wings as they sat there with their blushing face away from the witching bunny.
“Just let me know when you’re ready to get started.” Monica said in a gentle, motherly tone.
“Would you like me to leave so you can undress, Vic? Need some privacy?” She said shifting her feet,
ready to get up at a moment’s notice.
All that came was a slow nod from the moon kitty, shifting their hands in their skirt covered lap
with nervous excitement. The rabbit stood and walked out of the bead door, leaving Vic all alone in the
occultist’s sewing room. It was then that the moon kitty began with their shirt, slowly pulling it over their
head and pulling their wings close to their body to slip it off easily, letting out a quiet mewl while
stripping in the cool room. In a quick and easy motion, Vic took off their skirt as well as their panties,
dropping the clothing down by their shoes. In the last silent bit of stripping, they rolled down their thigh
high socks and untied their shoes, setting it all aside for later while sighing quietly.
Vic stood there completely naked, their violet and pink wings embracing and hiding their body as
much as they could, making sure to hide their penis from view. “O-okay, I’m naked now, you can come
in…” They purred quietly in the chill of the room, blushing as they heard the beads brush aside as Monica
entered behind them.
The lapine quietly approached, sighing softly and taking up the cloth and a pair of scissors. “I’ll
do my best to hurry up, if this is making you uncomfortable?” She said in that sweet motherly tone while
carefully taking one of Vic’s arms from their front, starting to wrap it in the white, magical cloth. “We’re
going to wrap your arm up, cut it free, then do a few stitches to keep it snug. Would you like your paw to
have the fingers joined together or separate, dear?” The lapine said calmly, slowly cutting the white cloth
free, setting the roll aside, and picking up a prepped sewing needle.
As the gentle touch of the plush cloth came to their fur, Vic shuddered for only a moment while
feeling it press warmly to the gentle fur. “Y-yea, that’s… mmm… th-thank you….” The moon kitty
sighed while being treated with care like the plush toy they wanted to be. “I-I’d like to have them joined
together, please… nice big mittens….” They snickered quietly to themself, gasping while feeling the first
stitches come in as the cloth was pulled taunt over their arm.
With a gentle hum of affirmation from Monica, she drew the silver needle through the cloth and
stitched it all with a white thread. Going from the wrist of the sleeve up to the shoulder, it was a slow
process with each stitch taking time. She would then gently take Vic’s hand and start to fold the roll of
cloth over it, tucking it into a paw shape and giving it a few stitches to hold it in that form. Monica took
more time to be careful while connecting the glove to the sleeve, sewing it and connecting the forming
plush body together.
Stepping away for a moment and looking at her own work, the bunny pushed Vic’s arm into their
view. “Okay, Vic, how does that look? Does it feel nice and tight? Don’t worry if the paw looks a little
weird right now, it’ll round out a bit more when the ritual itself starts.” She asked and clarified, showing
the extra room in the mitten like plush paw.

“O-oh, it looks good! I like it, it feels… nice and warm….” The moon kitty replied, relaxing a
little while flexing their fingers in the glove, offering up their other arm. “Let’s keep going! Would it…
be easier to sit while you do it?” They asked softly.
Continuing with a quiet hum, Monica repeated the process of covering the other arm in fabric,
snipping it to a good length, and starting to stitch it to Vic’s body. “Nope, this is fine for now. Just going
to finish up this arm, do your wings, and then your torso in two pieces: front and back.” The lapine
explained her system while placing the bare paw of the moon kitty onto the fabric, folding up the second
glove and stitching it in place with a few snips. “If I may ask, why did you decide to be a plush for a
while? And do you intend to change back at some point?”
Shaking their head slowly, Vic sighed as their wings lulled down their back before getting picked
up by the witch at work. “I, uh… just want to be soft, huggable, and have my… sex bits hidden most of
the time….” They admitted, standing up straight as they felt the fabric enveloping each feather section
individually, get sewn off, and have a sleeve made for the base of the wings. “O-oh, that feels weird.”
They exclaimed, sighing and purring lightly with the gentle touch to their sensitive wings. “I don’t
really… plan to change back, unless I have to. I feel like I’d like it a whole lot more than being just…
flesh and fur?”
“Mhm, mhm.” Monica listened to the kitty’s soft words while starting on the other wing, doing
the process in a quick and practiced way. “I can understand that. I hear that first part from almost
everyone, but most intend to go back to normal as soon as they can after they try it.” As the wings were
wrapped in the soft cloth, a length of cloth was pressed to Vic’s back as it was cut to size, being fitted to
the waist and tail. “Just the average from what I’ve seen and heard from others here, but if you’re serious
about it forever – hold still a moment – then I’ll do what I can to keep you healthy as a plushie kitty.” The
calming words came as the back section was connected to the base of the wings and the arm sleeves.
The rabbit slowly came around front, keeping her emerald eyes on the slightly shorter cat, giving
them a gentle smile while starting to repeat the process for the front. As Monica was applying the second
section of the torso, Vic became hyper aware of the magical material that was slowly enveloping their
body, almost covering half of their flesh so far! It was a soft white fabric that had a decent amount of
firmness, but gave way enough for their body parts to move with ease. The texture on the inside was
almost squishy, but oddly not an uncomfortable kind of squishy like the wetness people hate in wet
clothes. Heterochromatic eyes closed as Vic focused on the material, keeping their blushing visage faced
away from the rabbit that was about to see their penis on display, wanting to save themselves from some
of the embarrassment.
Quiet pants came from the feline as the two halves of their new body suit were sewn together
slowly, their mind racing with embarrassment while being exposed. “I-I, uh… what is this… cloth made
out of?” Vic asked with a shudder, feeling the last stitch being put in.
“Oh?” Monica said, turning way to get the roll once again. “It’s just a simple bit of polyester and
cotton woven together and enchanted with a magic seal. That acts as… a stabilizer in a sense? Imagine
like putting on oven mitts before getting a hot pan of brownies.” She explained, starting to measure and
cut the cloth for the moon kitty’s bottom half. “And there’s no need to be embarrassed, dear, I’m not

going to look more than I have to. Would you rather me go to the tail next to get your mind off it or finish
it up?”
A light squeak came from Vic as their body was poked, getting them to shudder just a little as
their sensitive bits were the center of attention for the moment. “I-I’d like to just get it over with,
please…” They whined, keeping their heterochromatic eyes away from the business happening just barely
below the belt.
Without any further hesitation, Monica began swiftly tucking and folding fabric, using a light
touch as she steadily worked a little hidey-hole for the moon kitty’s private parts. After wrapping and
quickly sewing, not sacrificing quality for speed, the lapine sighed and went to Vic’s rear, starting to sew
up the crotch area to the back. “Okay, all done in the front. Was that so bad, hun?” She asked to make
sure the kitty was okay, stitching the fabric to the bottom edge of the torso, leaving the tail out in the
open.
“N-no, not really… just felt a little… awkward?” Vic responded, letting the tension out of their
fabric covered wings and shoulders, letting out a long sigh. They felt their tail be enveloped in the white
material next as the rabbit barely stopped working, ensnaring the purple and blue tail in the cloth.
With the final stitches to the quick job, Monica eased the moon kitty to sit in one of the chairs,
getting down on her knees next to them. “Alright, now it’s time for the legs. I’m just going to do one, get
the tea brewing, and then I’ll do the other as it warms up.” The rabbit said, wrapping cloth around Vic’s
thigh and calf, cutting with a quick snip to send the fabric into her hands. Quickly sewing it all together,
she moved down to the foot paw and enveloped it in a mitten like shape, similar to the kitty’s new plush
paws.
As Monica left Vic sitting there after neatly tidying up all her stitches along the leg, the rabbit
stretched and groaned for a moment before walking over to a tiny stove, putting a kettle of water on it.
With the plushie suit almost completely finished, the moon kitty couldn’t help but give themself a little
petting, feeling how the fabric pressed softly and warmly into their fluff with each touch. While caught in
their momentary bliss, Vic was snapped back as they felt the cloth enveloping their other leg, letting out a
soft sigh as it was stitched on.
Their eyes were down towards Monica as she knelt and sewn on the last limb of the entire plush
suit, watching each careful stroke of the needle as the paw was being worked on. “What made you…
work here?” They said softly as the ankle was sewn to the rest of the plush leg.
“Why I work here? I own the place, silly.” The bunny laughed as she told Vic, getting up and
returning to the tea, pouring the warm water into a cup with handles and dropping the tea bag in. “Well, if
you want to know why I STARTED it, it’s all because I just love plushies in general. I still have some of
my original plushies, back when I was a toddler. Still sleep with them, too.” She said, going into a little
too much detail while offering the cup to Vic. “And it may be a little bittersweet, but don’t let the taste get
to you. Just drink it all down and I’ll handle the rest, okay?”
Vic took the cup and looked into the dirty purple water, taking a nervous gulp before bringing it
to their lips with a nod. Drinking it slowly at first, then speeding up, the moon kitty drank down the
potion and groaned after the fact, looking a little ill like they didn’t like the taste at all. “Th-that’s…

gross….” They said before snapping to their senses, using their mitten like paws to hand the cup back to
Monica. “T-the tea! Not you and your old plushies. I-I still have some of mine, even if they’re not in
the… best condition.” Vic admitted, yawning softly while laying back in the chair, the plush wings
sagging as they relaxed.
Nodding slowly, Monica began to brush Vic’s hair out of the way and clip it close to their neck,
tucking what tufts she can into the neck of the plush suit. “I assumed you meant the tea.” She said in a
relaxing tone, starting to measure and cut the cloth once more. “But, if you bring them in next time, I
could give them a touch up. Maybe get them doing some little movements, maybe make them dance a
little, if you want.” The lapine joked, smiling while stitching the neck and jawline onto the moon kitty,
taking it slow with the extra important face.
Feeling the serious focus in Monica’s motions, Vic just smiled and let themself relax as the rabbit
did her work. Cloth was sewn all over the moon kitty’s face and over the ears, taking it slow and steady
with each and every cut and stitch. The back of the head where the roots of the hair were was left alone,
as was the space surrounding Vic’s eyes. Monica stepped aside and got a cloth that looked like it was
covered in doll hair, returning to the plush cat and sitting them up before applying it. The special cloth
was sewn onto the back of the moon kitty’s head and was further cut to shape it to the kitty bat’s same
hair length for more accuracy.
With a long, drawn out groan, Monica set the almost empty spool of thread aside with the needle
inside it, giving Vic a pat on the head through the cloth. “Alright, that’s all of that taken care of. Can you
breathe okay? Hear me?” The rabbit spoke a little louder while close to the limp, white fabric covered
moon kitty.
Taking a deep breath in through the surprisingly breathable material, Vic sighed and spoke softly.
“I-I can breathe and I can hear you. I-I, uh, guess it’s time for the ritual? And this won’t hurt?” They had
their last-minute nervousness as they were hoisted up, Monica holding them close like in a hug.
“No and no, it won’t hurt, dear and it’s not time for it, yet.” She said while dragging the hefty
kitty over to the ritual circle carpet, laying them down on their back with their limbs spread out. “We’re
just going to give you a little rub over with this special dye. It’s going to take your fur color and apply it
to the fabric. Does that sound good?” Monica said while walking away, her heels lightly tapping against
the carpeted floor.
Vic felt their body relax the entire time, just simply laying limp while on the ground. It was a
good sort of feeling, a heavy and sinking feeling like just being on the edge of sleep in a warm blanket
that covered every part of their body. “Y-yea, that sounds good…” Vic sighed out while feeling every
muscle lose tension, their spine benefitting the most as they lie there like a real limp plush.
Monica returned and began to gently brush the moon kitty’s cloth wrapped form, using a brush
that coated the entire white cloth in a clear liquid. “I’m just going to do the front right now, let it dry, and
then flip you over before doing your back. It shouldn’t take too long to cure and get the color matching
your coat.” The lapine said with the brush now rolling down Vic’s front, almost tickling their belly
through the cloth. Her touch with this was just as gentle as when she sewn the entire suit onto the moon
kitty, careful yet quick as she gingerly brushed each and every part of the moon kitty plush.

“What about… my eyes and mouth? Would this dye do those, too?” Vic asked, helpless to the
gentle touch that was getting brushed with a special paint. “Or would the… ritual do it instead?” They
asked, feeling the brush start to slide along their legs.
The bunny continued to paint the limp kitty doll with the clear liquid, color already setting in the
neck as she went along. “The ritual itself would do that part, and would actually allow you to see and talk
through it. It’ll look like an embroidery in stop motion, if you wanted to know.” Monica continued to
quietly roll the brush over the white cloth body, watching as the color came in and stained the cloth.
It was a slow process; wetting the entire plush body with a liquid dye, waiting for it to dry, and
watching it cure into a vibrant hue of Vic’s fur color. Even though it wasn’t as perfect as making a suit by
hand, such as having the eyes and mouth temporarily omitted, it definitely made the entire ritual more
affordable. Soon, all of the plush cat’s cloth fur was coated and slowly cured, Monica watching as it all
melted into the cool colors that reflected Vic’s coat. Once it was all set and done, the rabbit manipulated
the feline’s body, laying them in a star like pose on the ritual circle carpet, getting to the final stage of the
ritual.
“Okay, Vic, now we’re getting to the end.” Monica said with a sense of finality, giving the kitty
doll a soft pat on the head. “Do you need a minute or want to say anything before I get it started?” She
said while unspooling a string of red thread, starting to lay it along Vic’s body to reflect the skeleton from
a flat angle.
A shaky sigh came from the mouthless suit as the limp kitty lay there, not even feeling the
gingerly placed thread along their body. “Y-yep, I’m ready, go on and do it, please!” Vic purred out,
closing their eyes from under the cloth covering and taking a deep breath. On the edge of the satisfactory
plushification, they could barely contain their pleasure, but the paralyzing tea passing through their body
definitely helped.
Monica read from a book, standing over top the feline and walking around, her heels thudding
lightly against the carpeted floor. “From flesh and fur to yarn and wool~ Nice and warm for weather
cool~” She chanted, sprinkling loose, eyelash sized threads onto the body of the plush kitty. “Forge a new
vessel for this wayward soul~ Bring this spirit to its lifelong goal!” The rabbit screamed as she finalized
the ritual, the small eyelash like threads glowing a vibrant violet.
The feline lay under the chanting rabbit while listening to each and every word she spoke, feeling
jittery as the moment drew closer and closer. A tingly sensation grew over Vic’s body as they lay there,
feeling all the efforts of the rabbit poured in on their soul while their body was to be transferred to plush!
It was almost like being drunk and having an out of body experience, the fluttering eyes of the new
embroidered face letting the kitty see light again, but their dazed mind could barely comprehend it. Mouth
lulled open, the kitty groaned and felt their coarse, wool like throat crying out for water in dehydration.
Focused on the entire ritual being a success and wanting to feel the effects made it so the kitty didn’t even
realize it was finished!
“Mmmm… w-water, please….” The feline groaned, attempting to sit up but feeling the paralyzed
numbness in their body, looking to their limp hands and sighing. Then, the realization struck Vic like a
train, those embroidered eyes opening wide and the thread like mouth dropping. Everything was a dull

throbbing pain, nothing but a very mild headache as they giggled. “O-oh, it worked! I’m plush! I-I, uh,
still can’t move?” The kitty groaned while looking around helplessly.
As Monica was approaching with a glass of water, she knelt down and pat the plush kitty on the
head, slowly helping them up to drink. “Well, the tea’s still in your system, isn’t it? It’ll take another ten
or so minutes for it to exist your stomach and leave you feeling normal again.” The rabbit held the lighter
plush and sighed to herself, smiling at the newly made living plush. “How does it feel? If you can, well,
feel anything other than thirst.”
Vic eagerly drank the water, unsure of how it passed through their embroidered maw, but slurped
away regardless. “J-just thirsty… a little headache, but that’s all. It really… didn’t hurt?” They said,
looking towards the brown bunny witch with curious heterochromatic eyes. “O-oh, uh, Kiri’s going to be
here soon, isn’t he?”
With their question, Monica could only nod while pulling up the new plush kitty with a lot more
ease than with their fleshy counterpart. Drawing the limp, soft body close, the bunny carried them to the
front of the store past the bead door. “Actually, I think that’s your boyfriend’s car right there.” She said
before setting Vic down on the counter, using a pile of hefty books to keep them sat upright, facing the
door.
As if on que, the snow leopard came into the door with the bell ringing for a moment, fixating his
eyes onto his new plush kitty and giving a smile. “Hey there. Looking pretty good. You feel good,
kitten?” Kiridus asked, focusing on Vic on the counter, coming in to give a hug to the limp plush who
only let out an eager purr of pleasure. “I’ma just take them home.” The snow leopard said while picking
up the plush in a big hug, walking away towards the door.
“Wait a moment!” The rabbit spoke while quickly rushing over, handing Kiridus the plush kitty’s
clothes before he got too far away. “Have a good day, you two, and don’t hesitate to call if you need
anything!” Monica called after as the door opened, bell rang, and it closed once more. She watched as
Kiridus escorted Vic to the car, putting them in the passenger seat and buckling up their soft body before
driving off himself.