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Here's another of Trixie's weekly stress dreams before the next challenge! With another predator revealing themselves to Trixie, another new enemy, Trixie's dreams are only getting weirder from all the stress! Trixie can't even imagine what this guys plans for her might be, but she can sure dream them.\n\n@PaydayWolf might get a real kick out of her cameo in this one. @Cyberblade might appreciate this too. Oh, and @Mizzyam and @Mysterythree your chars also appear in Trix's dreams tonight.\n\nLet's not forget you too @worldf0x You're really starting to scare Trixie with that letter stunt you pulled hehehehe!", "description_bbcode_parsed": "\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t
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's role play the Labyrinth of Twilight is living rent-free in my head and I've been writing a lot more than I feel like I have in a looong time. Here's another of Trixie's weekly stress dreams before the next challenge! With another predator revealing themselves to Trixie, another new enemy, Trixie's dreams are only getting weirder from all the stress! Trixie can't even imagine what this guys plans for her might be, but she can sure dream them.

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might get a real kick out of her cameo in this one. \r\n\t\t\t\t\t\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t
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might appreciate this too. Oh, and \r\n\t\t\t\t\t\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t
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your chars also appear in Trix's dreams tonight.

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You're really starting to scare Trixie with that letter stunt you pulled hehehehe!", "writing": "At first it had started off as one of her weirder dreams. She dreamt she was back in school, but, not [i]at[/i] school. It was a school event, a dance perhaps? It was being held on a yacht! Trixie was taking her boyfriend Cyber, but Cyber was being grumpy about it because he had to wear a dress and his friends were making fun of him for it--and also they wanted into the party but couldn't get onto the boat.\n\nThe party had a big machine with a scale and a meter that's top notch read off, \"You must be [i]this[/i] popular to ride!\"\n\n\"What the fuck?\" swore Cyber. \"That's bullshit! Whatever, I didn't even want to wear this stinky dress!\" He tried to fight his way out of his purple dress while Trixie put a calming hand on his shoulder.\n\n\"Daddy would hit me with the belt if I told him I hate these machines!\" said Trixie. \"But he's not here, so c'mon!\"\n\nTrixie stood on the scale and pulled Cyber and his friends up one by one. The bar flew all the way to the top with her on it. \"See? We can all be popular! Mommy says popularity isn't a competion, it is like a farm! We should grow a little for everyone!\"\n\n\"That's stupid!\" Cyber said.\n\n\"You're stupid!\" Trixie said and stuck her tongue out.\n\nAsh, the goat, not any scary synthetic cyborg from any movie, hit Trixie and Cyber on the head each with a cartoony [i]dong![/i] noise from her oversized star-wand. She was giggling, and had cupid wings and was flying in the air. She was completely naked! \"Don't argue you two!\" Then she skipped and scampered off in mid-air as if the air were something solid, and went to kiss Jake, who was already on the boat.\n\nCyber's friends got onto the boat and Trixie followed, pulling Cyber along who was still fighting with his dress. The dress was a different color now--red.\n\nIt looked like the party was really getting started. Trixie saw Petal working the DJ system along with Trixie's friend from school Monique. Other kids Trixie knew were there, as well as kids that she had invited from her \"old school,\" such as Pity and Poly! It made sense in the dream, at the time.\n\n\"Is everyone having a good time?\" asked Connie, who was the yacht. Her gigantic smiling face was the figurehead for the boat, and Connie pulled out of the harbor as the last guests arrived. \"Hee hee, I just love having people inside me! Hey that tickles!\"\n\n\"C'mon let me introduce you to my friend Petal she's [i]super[/i] popular!\" said Trixie and pulled Cyber towards the DJ station.\n\n\"I don't [i]care[/i] how popular she is, I told you, only stupid people care about being popular!\" snarled Cyber, crossing his arms and huffing his face away.\n\nShe kissed him to shut him up. \"Oh hush, you're just mad because [i]your[/i] popular too now! Just like Sebastian!\"\n\nShe pointed at a movie poster on a wall, it had Sebastian on it. She couldn't read what it said, but it looked like he was a boxer!\n\n\"But I don't [i]want[/i] to be popular! I'm a boy!\"\n\n\"Are you saying you'd rather people hate you?\" asked Trixie in confusion.\n\nThe boat suddenly jerked and Trixie felt herself lurch into Cyber's arms. He caught her. He was no longer in a dress, but in a snugly, warm hoodie that smelled just like him.\n\n\"Did someone smack my butt?\" giggled Connie the yacht. She was rocking back and forth on the water, turning slightly. Trixie could see smoke coming out of Connie's ass, no, the back of the ship. It looked like another boat had been driving passed and collided with the back-side of the ship and took out the engines!\n\nThe other, hit and run yacht's occupants began yelling and hurling insults at Connie and her guests. They threw beer bottles at them as they drove away, the lot of them wearing cheap track suits or hoodies and wearing tartan hats. \"Heyy watch where you're FOCKIN' drivin' ya bloomin' skank! I'll kick ye teeth in I will!\"\n\"Ayeee, buncha wankin' sods, learn to stay in your own neighborhood or I'll give ye a kickin' I will!\"\n\"I'll fockin' make ye piss blood before I let ye take me fleg away!\"\n\n\"Golly! Was I just rear-ended by a bunch of chavs?\" laughed Connie. \" Ooops! Wouldn't be the first time! Sorry everybody, looks like the party is over.\"\n\nTrixie groaned in irritation, turning her eyes away from the retreating ship and looked for Cyber, but could not find him. She looked around more, and then spotted Cyber and almost everyone else already standing on a lifeboat (that impossibly held everyone) floating out away from Connie the yacht. Cyber was looking at Trixie with a kind of dumb surprise on his face, as if to ask her, [i]'Why aren't you already on the lifeboat dummy?'[/i]\n\n\"Cyber!!\" Trixie cried with shock. \n\n\"Sorry Trixie you should have moved quicker!\" said Cyber. \"Everyone says I'm the popular one now. I'll try to figure out what they mean later. We're going to go finish the party now.\"\n\n\"Wait, Cyber, don't leave me!\" Trixie cried, rushing to the edge of the boat and reaching out for him.\n\nCyber, who was wearing a black dress now, waved goodbye at her and the lifeboat drifted away off into the foggy black distance. \"Byeee Trixie!\"\n\n\"Nooooo!\" Trixie cried, and turned around and started sobbing into Jake's shoulders. \"Why did he leave me? Doesn't he know I love him?\"\n\n\"Do you?\" Jake asked. \"I thought you loved me.\"\n\n\"Huh? I mean... I don't know, I really really like you too...\" Trixie mumbled.\n\n\"Well I don't love you,\" said Jake and let go of Trixie. Trixie began crying and backed away from Jake, who was glaring at her. Ash, still flying on cupid wings, floated down from nowhere and kissed Jake, and then even kissed Trixie, before she skipped away again. Trixie touched her lips and felt lonely.\n\n\"Is it because I am a bad girl?\" asked Trixie. \"I wasn't trying to be.\"\n\nJake was now her father. Daddy told Trixie to go to her room and shut up or she was getting the usual twenty swats with the belt. He was already taking his belt off his pants by the time Trixie had run to her room. Her room was somehow onboard Connie the yacht, but Trixie could still see Connie's head outside the window, bobbing and wiggling at the front of the yacht.\n\n\"I wish I could be more like that,\" Trixie whined. \"It isn't fair! I wish I could be more like you Connie. You're the kind of girl my Daddy really deserves. Daddy says I care about too many things. You never worry Connie!\"\n\n\"I worry about you though!\" Connie answered.\n\n\"Why?\" asked Trixie, and then there was a knock at the door. Trixie answered the door.\n\nIt was Jake, Daniel, and a bunch of other rabbits Trixie either didn't know or were rabbits she was vaguely afraid of from school, like the bully Fartin' Martin. Jake and Daniel looked upset.\n\n\"What is the matter?\" she asked them.\n\n\"There's no more food and we're stranded here,\" said Jake plainly. \"So the others are going to beat you up and throw you in the soup pot! I asked them not to, but you should run away anyway.\"\n\n\"Yeah, run!\" Daniel said and hopped up and down.\n\nTrixie screamed and tried to take off running, but the other rabbits pounced on her and were already bagging her up before she could get far. \"But I was your friend!\" she cried.\n\n\"You can't be,\" said Jake. \"You're a fox!\"\n\n\"Nooo!\" Trixie screamed as she was hoisted up and carried out of the room. She could \"see\" through the back, like it was transluscent or had large cross-stitching in it, without being either of those things. She saw the rabbits taking her to the edge of the boat, and now, she could see the [i]mainland![/i] It looked only thirty meters away maybe, and Trixie could see Cyber and all her friends partying and having a good time without her.\n\nShe'd been left behind, abandoned... Even Mommy was there, she was dancing with *Minerva.\n\n\"Nooo!\" cried Trixie. \"I don't want to be fox soup! Stop, Jake, please, don't kill me! Jake! [i]Jake please, please don't kill me![/i]\"\n\n\"Change of plans,\" said one of the rabbits, and threw the bag to the ground. Trixie spilled out of it and rolled, before coming to a stop against something. \"You're going to [i]him[/i] now.\"\n\nWho? Trixie tilted her head up and saw... a big throne of pillows and cushions and plush toys, all covered in a sticky white goo. She was no longer out at sea, but sitting in some kind of white room with a loud ticking noise inside it. The high ceilings were filled with whirring clanking mechanical arms and waldoes, all working thread and twine and yarn and silks.\n\nThe cushion-throne with the white goo had an enormous fox man (twice the size he'd be in real life!) with a pleasant and comfortably pudgy stomach, no clothes, and a fat horny penis dangling out over his balls. The fox man sitting in his throne lifted his arms up as if to welcome Trixie into his courtroom.\n\n\"There's the little popular girl, I was waiting for you.\"\n\nTrixie began screaming as she recognized him. She knew he was a fox man from a photograph she had seen, the man who had been stuffing his cock into a doll that looked [i]exactly like Trixie[/i]. Her dream didn't invent any new backstory for him, just the understanding of the threat he posed.\n\n\"No, not you!\" Trixie shouted in fear. \"Are you going to rape and kill me?\"\n\n\"Not me!\" laughed the fox with a wink, holding up a long needle and thread that poked out of his throne. \"You have been chosen to be Eliminated by our Lapine Lady of Light, the Rabbit Queen herself! It is an honor to do work for the Queen in exchange for my life, she surely would have skinned me alive had I not promised to do the work she requires.\"\n\n\"The Rabbit Queen is a fairytale!\" Trixie cried. \"She isn't real, Daddy made her up!\"\n\n\"Bloody Mary? [i]La Llorona?[/i] Spring-heel Jack? I know a good many fairytales! I'll do work for them all one day,\" laughed the fox.\n\n\"Who the fuck are you plush man?!\" Trixie yelled. \"You're not worth my time, I have to fight that big scary soldier guy!\"\n\n\"Why, I happen to be none other than [i]Sammy Sewing-Circles[/i]!\" laughed the slightly fat fox holding the needle and thread. \"You are not prey for a fox, you are prey for a rabbit,\" he continued. \"Rabbit Queen commissioned this one specifically. Now hold still while I... prepare you.\"\n\nTrixie turned to run, but the man grabbed her by the scruff of her neck and lifted her up. By instinct, she felt her back curl and her tail tuck up begween her legs like she was still a toddler. She whimpered and whined, tearing up as she watched him lower her down towards his throbbing cock.\n\nHe jammed her down over it, impaling her. She felt so uncomfortably full and fat on the inside, she felt like she needed to burp and cry, and yet, she couldn't say it didn't feel somehow pleasant too.\n\n\"My BUTT....!\" whined Trixie.\n\n\"Just need to hold you in place,\" said Sammy Sewing-Circles, who then twisted her around on his member so that she'd face him. His face didn't show pleasure, just pure focus and concentration.\n\nBecause he was holding a needle up to Trixie's eyes.\n\n\"Oh gods NOOO!\"\n\nSammy Sewing-Circles then sewed buttons into Trixie's eyes. She felt him prick her eyes with the needle, threading through her. He somehow plucked out both of her eyeballs before popping new, glass ones in that would always look happy and unmarred by distracted thoughts. The new eyes saw as good as the old ones, except she could no longer turn her eyes.\n\n\"Help! Oh gods, Cyber, Jake, please, I'm sorry whatever I did just help me please!\"\n\n\"So [i]loud![/i]\" cried Sammy Sewing-Circles, covering his ears briefly. \"Let's fix that next.\"\n\nHe took a knife and slit Trixie's throat. He pulled out her vocal cords and box, which all looked bafflingly toy-like to her child-like imagination. He stuck a squeaky toy inside her neck and sewed it shut, then, he plucked out her tongue and sewed a new one in, a soft plush tongue. Trixie could feel herself screaming inside her mind, even as she couldn't manage more than a muffled whimper.\n\nHe slit her chest and stomach next, replacing her internal organs with cotton stuffing, before sewing her up again. He replaced all her yucky blood, the red sticky juice staining all over Sammy and the discarded leavings of Trixie's old body, replacing that blood with a pretty smelling purfume. He tore off skin and replaced it with felt coverings.\n\nInch by inch, Sammy Sewing Circles gave Trixie the Ship of Theseus treatment, until every last bit of her had been converted into a plush toy, one who had blood stains on the edges of her stitching. She was now smiling and happy, without a care in the world.\n\nSammy squeezed and tickled Trixie, and she made squeaks and other toy noises instead of her own, all the while screaming for him to stop in her head. She wasn't in pain she could focus on, but her entire body felt wrong and uncomfortable and [i]not hers[/i].\n\nSammy plucked her off his cock, his penis ejecting thick puffy clots of cotton stuffing as he did. He shoved the leaking, stray stuffing up into her butthole and then... sewed a little button to seal it up.\n\n\"Good as new,\" said Sammy Sewing-Circles. \"The Rabbit Queen should be pleased. Her prized possession, I should think.\"\n\nThen, he picked up a pretty display box, and stuffed Trixie inside, closing the top and looking in on her through the display glass. \"Wonderful, simply wonderful. I think I will rename you Connie. You won't have to worry about anything anymore Connie. Your head is empty and full of fluff.\"\n\nHe set her on a shelf and then, the world went dark, like the lights went out. And Trixie was alone. She remained a plush for a bit, before the dream got fucking lazy and Trixie's attempts at struggling converted into her being a physical person again and trying to get out of a box. Shibari ropes tied her up and it was almost impossible to move.\n\n[i]'This is stupid, this is stupid!! I want OUT!![/i]'\n\nTrixie concentrated with all her willpower, commanding the dream to yield to her, trying to imagine the sensation of... teleporting. She'd done this in dreams before! It sometimes worked!\n\nBut it never went exactly as planned. The dream accepted Trixie's command, and suddenly Trixie found herself flying through the air. She looked all around her in an expanse of blue and white clouds, before screaming as the sudden rush and roar of jet planes flew passed, the shockwave literally yanking Trixie through the air. Three, four, five mysterious jets just flying through this dream space for no reason blew by her, and their jetstream swept her sideways.\n\nShe felt herself falling through the air, tumbling sideways, and heading straight for the cold, uncaring surface of an endless blue ocean.\n\nSPLASH!! Trixie found herself completely submerged in deep, dark water. She struggled to swim and rise to the surface, but she hit the water with such force that she plummeted down what felt like [i]crushing depths.[/i]\n\nThe bright light of day fell to an almost twilight darkness high above her, bubbles like a skyscraper looming above her from where she hit the water. She knew immediately she'd drown long before she could swim to the top.\n\nSomething grabbed her hand.\n\nTrixie turned around in the water to look down to the ocean's depths.\n\nThe one holding her hand was Cyrene. A dark, awful hunger was inside her otherwise dead, blank unstaring eyes. They stared ahead unfocused, but were pointed directly at Trixie, with an almost glow shining inside the dark black pits. It wasn't Cyber, or even merely the girl version of Cyber that Trixie thought of as Cybelle. Cyrene was dead, and when Trixie saw Cyrene's eyes, she knew Cyrene wanted Trixie dead too.\n\nCyrene began to drag Trixie down.\n\nTrixie screamed.", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "At first it had started off as one of her weirder dreams. She dreamt she was back in school, but, not at school. It was a school event, a dance perhaps? It was being held on a yacht! Trixie was taking her boyfriend Cyber, but Cyber was being grumpy about it because he had to wear a dress and his friends were making fun of him for it--and also they wanted into the party but couldn't get onto the boat.

The party had a big machine with a scale and a meter that's top notch read off, "You must be this popular to ride!"

"What the fuck?" swore Cyber. "That's bullshit! Whatever, I didn't even want to wear this stinky dress!" He tried to fight his way out of his purple dress while Trixie put a calming hand on his shoulder.

"Daddy would hit me with the belt if I told him I hate these machines!" said Trixie. "But he's not here, so c'mon!"

Trixie stood on the scale and pulled Cyber and his friends up one by one. The bar flew all the way to the top with her on it. "See? We can all be popular! Mommy says popularity isn't a competion, it is like a farm! We should grow a little for everyone!"

"That's stupid!" Cyber said.

"You're stupid!" Trixie said and stuck her tongue out.

Ash, the goat, not any scary synthetic cyborg from any movie, hit Trixie and Cyber on the head each with a cartoony dong! noise from her oversized star-wand. She was giggling, and had cupid wings and was flying in the air. She was completely naked! "Don't argue you two!" Then she skipped and scampered off in mid-air as if the air were something solid, and went to kiss Jake, who was already on the boat.

Cyber's friends got onto the boat and Trixie followed, pulling Cyber along who was still fighting with his dress. The dress was a different color now--red.

It looked like the party was really getting started. Trixie saw Petal working the DJ system along with Trixie's friend from school Monique. Other kids Trixie knew were there, as well as kids that she had invited from her "old school," such as Pity and Poly! It made sense in the dream, at the time.

"Is everyone having a good time?" asked Connie, who was the yacht. Her gigantic smiling face was the figurehead for the boat, and Connie pulled out of the harbor as the last guests arrived. "Hee hee, I just love having people inside me! Hey that tickles!"

"C'mon let me introduce you to my friend Petal she's super popular!" said Trixie and pulled Cyber towards the DJ station.

"I don't care how popular she is, I told you, only stupid people care about being popular!" snarled Cyber, crossing his arms and huffing his face away.

She kissed him to shut him up. "Oh hush, you're just mad because your popular too now! Just like Sebastian!"

She pointed at a movie poster on a wall, it had Sebastian on it. She couldn't read what it said, but it looked like he was a boxer!

"But I don't want to be popular! I'm a boy!"

"Are you saying you'd rather people hate you?" asked Trixie in confusion.

The boat suddenly jerked and Trixie felt herself lurch into Cyber's arms. He caught her. He was no longer in a dress, but in a snugly, warm hoodie that smelled just like him.

"Did someone smack my butt?" giggled Connie the yacht. She was rocking back and forth on the water, turning slightly. Trixie could see smoke coming out of Connie's ass, no, the back of the ship. It looked like another boat had been driving passed and collided with the back-side of the ship and took out the engines!

The other, hit and run yacht's occupants began yelling and hurling insults at Connie and her guests. They threw beer bottles at them as they drove away, the lot of them wearing cheap track suits or hoodies and wearing tartan hats. "Heyy watch where you're FOCKIN' drivin' ya bloomin' skank! I'll kick ye teeth in I will!"
"Ayeee, buncha wankin' sods, learn to stay in your own neighborhood or I'll give ye a kickin' I will!"
"I'll fockin' make ye piss blood before I let ye take me fleg away!"

"Golly! Was I just rear-ended by a bunch of chavs?" laughed Connie. " Ooops! Wouldn't be the first time! Sorry everybody, looks like the party is over."

Trixie groaned in irritation, turning her eyes away from the retreating ship and looked for Cyber, but could not find him. She looked around more, and then spotted Cyber and almost everyone else already standing on a lifeboat (that impossibly held everyone) floating out away from Connie the yacht. Cyber was looking at Trixie with a kind of dumb surprise on his face, as if to ask her, 'Why aren't you already on the lifeboat dummy?'

"Cyber!!" Trixie cried with shock.

"Sorry Trixie you should have moved quicker!" said Cyber. "Everyone says I'm the popular one now. I'll try to figure out what they mean later. We're going to go finish the party now."

"Wait, Cyber, don't leave me!" Trixie cried, rushing to the edge of the boat and reaching out for him.

Cyber, who was wearing a black dress now, waved goodbye at her and the lifeboat drifted away off into the foggy black distance. "Byeee Trixie!"

"Nooooo!" Trixie cried, and turned around and started sobbing into Jake's shoulders. "Why did he leave me? Doesn't he know I love him?"

"Do you?" Jake asked. "I thought you loved me."

"Huh? I mean... I don't know, I really really like you too..." Trixie mumbled.

"Well I don't love you," said Jake and let go of Trixie. Trixie began crying and backed away from Jake, who was glaring at her. Ash, still flying on cupid wings, floated down from nowhere and kissed Jake, and then even kissed Trixie, before she skipped away again. Trixie touched her lips and felt lonely.

"Is it because I am a bad girl?" asked Trixie. "I wasn't trying to be."

Jake was now her father. Daddy told Trixie to go to her room and shut up or she was getting the usual twenty swats with the belt. He was already taking his belt off his pants by the time Trixie had run to her room. Her room was somehow onboard Connie the yacht, but Trixie could still see Connie's head outside the window, bobbing and wiggling at the front of the yacht.

"I wish I could be more like that," Trixie whined. "It isn't fair! I wish I could be more like you Connie. You're the kind of girl my Daddy really deserves. Daddy says I care about too many things. You never worry Connie!"

"I worry about you though!" Connie answered.

"Why?" asked Trixie, and then there was a knock at the door. Trixie answered the door.

It was Jake, Daniel, and a bunch of other rabbits Trixie either didn't know or were rabbits she was vaguely afraid of from school, like the bully Fartin' Martin. Jake and Daniel looked upset.

"What is the matter?" she asked them.

"There's no more food and we're stranded here," said Jake plainly. "So the others are going to beat you up and throw you in the soup pot! I asked them not to, but you should run away anyway."

"Yeah, run!" Daniel said and hopped up and down.

Trixie screamed and tried to take off running, but the other rabbits pounced on her and were already bagging her up before she could get far. "But I was your friend!" she cried.

"You can't be," said Jake. "You're a fox!"

"Nooo!" Trixie screamed as she was hoisted up and carried out of the room. She could "see" through the back, like it was transluscent or had large cross-stitching in it, without being either of those things. She saw the rabbits taking her to the edge of the boat, and now, she could see the mainland! It looked only thirty meters away maybe, and Trixie could see Cyber and all her friends partying and having a good time without her.

She'd been left behind, abandoned... Even Mommy was there, she was dancing with *Minerva.

"Nooo!" cried Trixie. "I don't want to be fox soup! Stop, Jake, please, don't kill me! Jake! Jake please, please don't kill me!"

"Change of plans," said one of the rabbits, and threw the bag to the ground. Trixie spilled out of it and rolled, before coming to a stop against something. "You're going to him now."

Who? Trixie tilted her head up and saw... a big throne of pillows and cushions and plush toys, all covered in a sticky white goo. She was no longer out at sea, but sitting in some kind of white room with a loud ticking noise inside it. The high ceilings were filled with whirring clanking mechanical arms and waldoes, all working thread and twine and yarn and silks.

The cushion-throne with the white goo had an enormous fox man (twice the size he'd be in real life!) with a pleasant and comfortably pudgy stomach, no clothes, and a fat horny penis dangling out over his balls. The fox man sitting in his throne lifted his arms up as if to welcome Trixie into his courtroom.

"There's the little popular girl, I was waiting for you."

Trixie began screaming as she recognized him. She knew he was a fox man from a photograph she had seen, the man who had been stuffing his cock into a doll that looked exactly like Trixie. Her dream didn't invent any new backstory for him, just the understanding of the threat he posed.

"No, not you!" Trixie shouted in fear. "Are you going to rape and kill me?"

"Not me!" laughed the fox with a wink, holding up a long needle and thread that poked out of his throne. "You have been chosen to be Eliminated by our Lapine Lady of Light, the Rabbit Queen herself! It is an honor to do work for the Queen in exchange for my life, she surely would have skinned me alive had I not promised to do the work she requires."

"The Rabbit Queen is a fairytale!" Trixie cried. "She isn't real, Daddy made her up!"

"Bloody Mary? La Llorona? Spring-heel Jack? I know a good many fairytales! I'll do work for them all one day," laughed the fox.

"Who the fuck are you plush man?!" Trixie yelled. "You're not worth my time, I have to fight that big scary soldier guy!"

"Why, I happen to be none other than Sammy Sewing-Circles!" laughed the slightly fat fox holding the needle and thread. "You are not prey for a fox, you are prey for a rabbit," he continued. "Rabbit Queen commissioned this one specifically. Now hold still while I... prepare you."

Trixie turned to run, but the man grabbed her by the scruff of her neck and lifted her up. By instinct, she felt her back curl and her tail tuck up begween her legs like she was still a toddler. She whimpered and whined, tearing up as she watched him lower her down towards his throbbing cock.

He jammed her down over it, impaling her. She felt so uncomfortably full and fat on the inside, she felt like she needed to burp and cry, and yet, she couldn't say it didn't feel somehow pleasant too.

"My BUTT....!" whined Trixie.

"Just need to hold you in place," said Sammy Sewing-Circles, who then twisted her around on his member so that she'd face him. His face didn't show pleasure, just pure focus and concentration.

Because he was holding a needle up to Trixie's eyes.

"Oh gods NOOO!"

Sammy Sewing-Circles then sewed buttons into Trixie's eyes. She felt him prick her eyes with the needle, threading through her. He somehow plucked out both of her eyeballs before popping new, glass ones in that would always look happy and unmarred by distracted thoughts. The new eyes saw as good as the old ones, except she could no longer turn her eyes.

"Help! Oh gods, Cyber, Jake, please, I'm sorry whatever I did just help me please!"

"So loud!" cried Sammy Sewing-Circles, covering his ears briefly. "Let's fix that next."

He took a knife and slit Trixie's throat. He pulled out her vocal cords and box, which all looked bafflingly toy-like to her child-like imagination. He stuck a squeaky toy inside her neck and sewed it shut, then, he plucked out her tongue and sewed a new one in, a soft plush tongue. Trixie could feel herself screaming inside her mind, even as she couldn't manage more than a muffled whimper.

He slit her chest and stomach next, replacing her internal organs with cotton stuffing, before sewing her up again. He replaced all her yucky blood, the red sticky juice staining all over Sammy and the discarded leavings of Trixie's old body, replacing that blood with a pretty smelling purfume. He tore off skin and replaced it with felt coverings.

Inch by inch, Sammy Sewing Circles gave Trixie the Ship of Theseus treatment, until every last bit of her had been converted into a plush toy, one who had blood stains on the edges of her stitching. She was now smiling and happy, without a care in the world.

Sammy squeezed and tickled Trixie, and she made squeaks and other toy noises instead of her own, all the while screaming for him to stop in her head. She wasn't in pain she could focus on, but her entire body felt wrong and uncomfortable and not hers.

Sammy plucked her off his cock, his penis ejecting thick puffy clots of cotton stuffing as he did. He shoved the leaking, stray stuffing up into her butthole and then... sewed a little button to seal it up.

"Good as new," said Sammy Sewing-Circles. "The Rabbit Queen should be pleased. Her prized possession, I should think."

Then, he picked up a pretty display box, and stuffed Trixie inside, closing the top and looking in on her through the display glass. "Wonderful, simply wonderful. I think I will rename you Connie. You won't have to worry about anything anymore Connie. Your head is empty and full of fluff."

He set her on a shelf and then, the world went dark, like the lights went out. And Trixie was alone. She remained a plush for a bit, before the dream got fucking lazy and Trixie's attempts at struggling converted into her being a physical person again and trying to get out of a box. Shibari ropes tied her up and it was almost impossible to move.

'This is stupid, this is stupid!! I want OUT!!'

Trixie concentrated with all her willpower, commanding the dream to yield to her, trying to imagine the sensation of... teleporting. She'd done this in dreams before! It sometimes worked!

But it never went exactly as planned. The dream accepted Trixie's command, and suddenly Trixie found herself flying through the air. She looked all around her in an expanse of blue and white clouds, before screaming as the sudden rush and roar of jet planes flew passed, the shockwave literally yanking Trixie through the air. Three, four, five mysterious jets just flying through this dream space for no reason blew by her, and their jetstream swept her sideways.

She felt herself falling through the air, tumbling sideways, and heading straight for the cold, uncaring surface of an endless blue ocean.

SPLASH!! Trixie found herself completely submerged in deep, dark water. She struggled to swim and rise to the surface, but she hit the water with such force that she plummeted down what felt like crushing depths.

The bright light of day fell to an almost twilight darkness high above her, bubbles like a skyscraper looming above her from where she hit the water. She knew immediately she'd drown long before she could swim to the top.

Something grabbed her hand.

Trixie turned around in the water to look down to the ocean's depths.

The one holding her hand was Cyrene. A dark, awful hunger was inside her otherwise dead, blank unstaring eyes. They stared ahead unfocused, but were pointed directly at Trixie, with an almost glow shining inside the dark black pits. It wasn't Cyber, or even merely the girl version of Cyber that Trixie thought of as Cybelle. Cyrene was dead, and when Trixie saw Cyrene's eyes, she knew Cyrene wanted Trixie dead too.

Cyrene began to drag Trixie down.

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