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But when she takes some quality time to jerk off with her teddy bears, her entire Teddy Bear collection rebels, sick of being used to stroke her enormous dick. Turned into a living plush, what else could possibly go wrong?

My entry for December's Writing Competition in my server. I didn't want to wait until the voting was done. IT'S A CHRISTMAS STORY! Also, thank you to Tekass20 for letting me steal their Mooroo for this story.

As usual: Share with your friends, drop a fave, leave a comment, and have a happy (and maybe lewd) holiday.

For the PDF: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/59290110/", "writing": "\n[center]Stuffing Your Stuffies[/center]\n\n“Alright,” Jamsie sighed as she stomped into the house. “Let's get to work.” It wasn't a pleasant start to her surprise day off. The Lapine had accumulated too many hours this week and was told to take the rest of the week off. For a workaholic like her, that was like a death sentence. However, there was always something to do, like an offer to take her girlfriend to work.\n\n“Remember, we have my family's Christmas this Saturday, and you can go now.” The Mooroo was more than excited to finally have the chance to introduce Jamsie to her family. “Oh, they're gonna love you!” She hugged her tightly across the center console as they parked. “And I love you.” Cream gave Jamsie a big kiss. \n\n“Yep…” Jamsie replied deadly. She felt so tired and empty without work. \n\n“C'mon, Babe. Be positive. You haven't had a holiday off in years.” The Mooroo placed a paw on her knee.\n\n“I know,” she thumped her head against the wheel. “And I hate it.”\n\n“Hate that you haven't had a holiday off or have it off?” Cream tilted her head, confused. “I don't see how this is a problem either way.”\n\n“I need something to do!” \n\n“You haven't made everything for gifts yet, have you?”\n\nJamsie's eyes lit with excitement. “Wait… I haven't…” She hugged Cream so tightly that her brown and tan hide practically turned purple for a bit. “I'm gonna be so busy.”\n\n“Let… me… gho….” Jamsie released her, and she gasped for breath. “OK, I've gotta get inside. That kid needs cavities removed again. You know how fun he is.”\n\n“I'll have food ready.” Cream got out of the car and walked over to her office.\n\nJamsie loaded the kitchen table with crafting supplies. Bottles, liquid soap, dyes, oils, and other essential ingredients to make premium handmade soap. “Alright,” She stripped her white shirt off, letting her F-cup breasts fly. “Let's get to work.” Putting a pot of coffee on, she began pouring liquid soap into the bottles. If she had some surprise days off, she was gonna get some work done. The house was filled with the smells of essential oils. Floral, fruity, and sweet smells all swirled to create a brutal assault on the senses; before long, Jamsie had 30 bottles of vibrantly colored natural hand soap. “There.” She wiped her white and black splotched brow. “No weird additives, naturally scented body soap.” She even refilled the bottle in the bathroom, which she kept forgetting about.\n\n“And it's,” she looked at the clock, “only 9:30… FUCK!” That only took 45 minutes. What was she gonna do for the rest of the day? What about the other three? “I could, uh…” She noticed the tightness of her sweatpants. All this frustration was making her dick awfully hard. “Jerk off for a bit.”\n\nRunning off to their room, she pulled off her pants. The hog that hid in her pants sprung to life. “And know what? She's gone!” The bookshelf in their room held all of their stuffies. The two had amassed quite a collection over their years of being together. They were very protective of them, too, almost treating them like their kids. Always giving them fair amounts of snuggle time in bed, making sure they were clean and not lonely. However, Jamsie had a secret. She reached up to the top of the bookcase where smaller teddy bears sat in a line like a happy family posing for a photo. All ten of them were very special to her. \n\n“Who will I choose today?” Their cute faces all seemed to call to her. “Me!” “No, me!” Jamsie settled on a cute caramel-colored teddy with a top hat. Its soft, faux sheepskin material felt so soft in her hands; the dark brown, pupil-less eyes stared into her soul. She smelled it. “Good, you're clean.” She flipped it over. A little hole with a slick material sat where its asshole would be. All of these plushies were Jamsies' special fuck bears. They were too high for Cream to reach, so she often forgot about them, but Jamsie never did. “It's your turn today, little guy.”\n\nTossing the other stuffies from the bed out and onto the beanbag in the living room, she cleared the bed. She didn't want them to see this evil deed, even though they had certainly seen her and Cream breed like wild animals several times. Her dick was so erect and throbbing, pleased with the rare chance of privacy in the house, that it couldn't wait. Jamsie upturned the bottle of lube into the hole and filled it, wet and sloppy. “Good boy, Teddy.” She couldn't bear it any longer. In one swift motion, she turned the bear right-side up onto her dick, the excess libe oozing down her dick. “OoOoOoOoOoOoooo…” It had been so long since she had the opportunity to use one of her fuck bears. She had forgotten how amazing it felt. Despite the stretch of the bear's orifice, it was so tight on her thick member. Ten inches was too long for the bears, though, so she had to modify them so she could go all the way through. \n\nJamsie slowly drove the bear down her shaft, past her knot, until the bear's head bent back and her head came out of its throat. “Fuuuuuuck. Such a good boy for Mommy.” With one hand, she began sliding the bear along her dick. The other shot to her left breast, fondling her tittymeat and toying with her nipple. Without anyone in the house to peak in and want to join in, she could be as loud as she wanted. “Hah, hah, hah, hah, fuuuuck me, this is so, OOOoOOOH, good!” \n\nHer breathing was ragged as she assaulted her body, not holding back. If she had to burn time, this would have been the most fun. The bear made sloppy shlorp shlorp shlorp sounds as it caressed her length like a champ. If its fate were to be a fleshlight, it would accept it with grace and do its best. \n\nJamsie's mind filled with lust-filled thoughts. [i]Cream…[/i] She imagined her hog plowing her wet, gaping pussy, udders flopping over the bed as Cream screamed her name. Milk gushed from her udders, staining the bed and soaking her fur. [i]Gimme your milkies…[/i] her body answered her wishes indirectly as milk began to leak from her nipples. Quickly pulling her breast to her mouth, she sucked on her nipple, already sensitive from her teasing. She kept sucking to keep it in her mouth as she switched to her other breast. It was difficult to grip her nipple with the amount of milk flowing from her nipple.\n\n“Oh, oh my god!” Her dick throbbed, pulsing as it neared climax. She let go of her tit and grasped the teddy with two hands. Stroking quickly and violently, she panted loudly as she went tip-to-base with her toy. “Hah, hah, hah, hah, I'm gonna,” she was burning up. Her whole body convulsed as she felt it hit her. “CUUUUUUUUUUM!” Still stroking her rod as cum spewed out of her cock like a fountain, she savored the overstimulation, making the bed shake. Hot cum coated her fur and the bed sheets, shooting feet into the air before falling and landing on her with a heavy SPLAT. Globs of her seed hit her face, as she had to stop stroking herself. Jamsie knotted the bear and allowed her cum to keep spewing. She was so pent up, and she didn't even know it! \n\nThe whole room reeked like a whorehouse. A miasma floated in the air, Jamsie's musk wafting from her sweaty fur and odoriferous cum. She lay there, panting and breathing heavily. “Holy shit, that was amazing.” Jamsie looked at her bear. Its fur was caked with her cum, completely covered with her creamy, thick seed. “Oh boy, you'll need a wash, little guy.” She ran a hand over her body, scooping her cum into her hand and slopping it into her mouth. The goopy, salty taste was always a delight. There was too much to clean with her usual cum rag; she'd have to slurp it all up. “Extra protein today.” Handful after handful of the viscous batter fell into her mouth, slurping it loudly. This allowed for simpler cleanup, but with this much cum, and how far it spread, it would require more cleaning than this.\n\nAfter she cleaned her body, she was starting to feel queasy. “Ugh… I'll have to wash the sheets today.”\n\n“Not until we're done with you.”\n\n“Huh?” Jamsie propped herself up with her arms. “Who was that?”\n\n“You know who it was.” Her dick tingled as the bear slowly slid off of her dick. Its arms and legs were moving on their own! She moaned as it wriggled and tried to prop itself off of her knot. With one mighty push, it flew off her dick and landed on her pelvis. “You've been using us for years!”\n\n“Uh, yeah…” She was astonished. A cum-covered teddy bear was standing on her, looking quite upset. “That's what you're for…”\n\n“No!” It wiped away the com, covering its cute little face and muzzle. Its small brown eyes were glaring, eyebrows furrowed. “We are meant to be cuddled! Not used as fleshlights!” A chorus of agreements came from atop the bookcase. The other teddy bears were waving their paws in the air. “You,” it pointed a paw at her, taking menacing steps up her body, “are a menace. We are tired of your dick in our bodies!” The other bears leaped from the bookshelf and onto the bed. “Let's see how you like it.” \n\n“Wait, wha?” She slid back on the bed, finding herself backed into the corner. “I didn't know you felt this way. Let's talk this out, fellas!”\n\n“Too late for that, meanie!” A black bear with a bow tie shouted.\n\n“You're gonna feel it!” A pair of teddies attached at the hands snarled.\n\n“Oh boy…” All ten of them approached her with snarls on their short muzzles, banging their stubby paws together. \n\n“Dive!” The caramel-colored bear lunged for her maw. Still dripping with cum, he slid inside with ease. Down her throat and into her stomach. Jamsie gagged as she felt the soggy, salty, and sodden fur enter her body. It was unpleasant. Her mouth was stretched so wide that she could barely breathe. The others rolled around in her cum, coating themselves in lubricant before they followed their leader into battle. The black bear lunged for Jamsie. Dazed and confused from the first bear diving into her, she wasn't ready for the second one. Her mouth was stretched wide as it could go as the second bear dove in, sliding down like a water slide, the pool at the bottom filled with cum.\n\nOne by one, the bears made their way inside, her stomach bulging with each fluffy mass that entered. After five, it looked like she was five months pregnant. After seven, she looked at the cusp of birth. Once all ten were inside her, she could have been having twins at any moment now. They shuffled around in her stomach, cheering for their victory over their oppressor. Her white and black fur was bulging around her stomach.\n\n“Couldn't we have,” Jamsie paused to hold back a burp or what she hoped was a burp. “Talked it out?” Before she could get a response, she felt her stomach going numb. Placing a hand on it, it felt like… faux fur. “Oh no.” Straining to get a look at the front of her bulging belly, a peculiar stain was washing over her belly. Red and green plaid slowly covered her belly. “Oh boy…” Everything was going numb as the wave of Christmas plaid took over her. “I don't suppose my soap will wash this off.” Her eyes tingled, and she couldn’t help but close them. However, she found that she couldn’t. “Why? Why is this happening?!” Inside her belly, the teddy bears were pressing their hands against her inner walls, their magic spreading throughout her body. Jamsie rose from the cum covered bed and waddled to the bathroom. What awaited her nearly made her scream. Her eyes had become large, decorative buttons! “Oh my god!” She risked feeling them. She couldn’t feel a thing, but she could still see. With horror, she watched as seams appeared on her body, thick threads whimsically diving in and out of her body, forming a cross stitch up and down her sides, down her arms, and along her head. Everywhere the stitches penetrated her skin, plaid patterns spread, covering her body hastily. “I’m not a stuffie!”\n\nJamsie had little time to argue as her insides felt very light and fluffy, and all of her guts turned to cotton stuffing. Her toes and fingers merged, becoming mitts and featureless feet. She resembled those stuffed animal mascot suits at the mall, but worse. Not even her dick was safe, becoming nothing more than a tube that protruded from her body. Her breasts were more like sacks of stuffing that were stitched on after the fact.\n\n“We’ll see how you like being a fuck stuffie!” Sure enough, her pussy and asshole had merged into one gaping hole. \n\n“Shit…”\n\n\n\n\nLater that day, Cream stood in the vestibule of her dentist's office, waiting for Jamsie. “Where is she?” She checked her phone, hoping that she missed a text or something saying she'd be a little late.\n\n“Cream, you need a ride?” Another dental assistant walked past her on the way out.\n\n“Nah, I'm sure that she's on the way,” Cream said nervously. \n\n“Alright then. Don't leave until she gets here; the door is locked. Dr. Trima had already left for the day. We have two weeks off, you know?”\n\n“Yeah,” she sighed. “See ya next year.” The assistant walked to her car and zoomed off. “C'mon, where are you, Jamsie?” Just her luck, Jamsie's Saturn pulled up shortly after. However, she was wearing her black hoodie and gloves. “Wow, she must really be cold.” She hopped in. “Hi, honey.”\n\n“Hi, sweetie.” They took off.\n\n“So, how was your day?”\n\n“It was, uh…” Jamsie paused. “Something.”\n\n“I'm sure you found something to do, or you'd be all antsy.”\n\n“Yeah. I, uh, found something.”\n\n“Hun,” Cream leaned over, trying to look at her. “What's wrong? You're only this quiet when something is wrong.”\n\n“No, nothing. Nothing's wrong.” Jamsie was clearly lying. She never could lie to Cream. “Everything is hunky dorey.” She focused on the road. \n\n“You're an awful liar.” She pulled down Jamsie's hood and gasped. “WHAT HAPPENED?!”\n\nWhat greeted her was beyond belief. Her whole face was red and green plaid flannel design but looked fluffy and soft. Her deep green eyes were replaced with roughly sewn buttons, large and blatantly obvious. The interior of her ears were dark green. \n\n“I, uh… can this wait till we get home?”\n\n“No!” Cream shouted. “Pull over and tell me what happened to you right now!” \n\n“Fine, fine.” Jamsie pulled into a Burger King and parked. “OK. I know we told each other no secrets. I did keep one from you.” Cream covered her mouth. “No, no, nothing serious.”\n\n“Well, it's clearly serious! Look at you!”\n\n“I may have a thing for plushies.”\n\n“Yeah, I know that. What's your real secret?”\n\n“No, not like that.” If Jamsie could blush, she'd be doing it. “Like, uh, fucking them.” Cream had a shocked look on her face. “Not ours, though; I'd never touch Mr. Bunbun, Muffin, Teef, or anyone else we snuggle with.” She held her hands up defensively. “You know all those bears on top of the bookshelf?”\n\nRealization hit Cream. “Is that why we never snuggle them?! You shove your dick in them?”\n\n“Uh… maybe?” A sheepish grin washed over her hand-stitched face. “Look, that's not the important part. Turns out they were alive! They, like, got super mad that I fucked one of them today, and they all forced themselves down my throat, and I turned into this!” She lifted her hoodie. The enormous belly shocked Cream. \n\n“So, like, they're inside you?” Cream dared to reach out a paw and feel her stomach. She felt a kick. “Are you pregnant with teddy bears?”\n\n“I don't know. All I know is that I'm a big stuffed Lupine, and I don't know how to deal with it!” She pounded the steering wheel. Her cute stuffed animal face betrayed her true emotions. “I didn't know they didn't like it! I wish they talked to me about it. But how was I supposed to know they could talk!?” She spiraled. “Do the others talk? I tried asking Mr. Tuff, and he just stared at me with that cute little face! I don't know if they hate me or not!”\n\n“Honey…” This was a lot for Cream to process. She understood why Jamsie wanted to keep this fetish a secret from her. However, something stopped her from being mad. “I have to tell you something, too.” Jamsie looked at Cream, half expecting to hear the worst. “I may have a thing for stuffies too…”\n\n“Cream…” Jamsie's eyes lit up. “Why didn't you- wait, we just had this talk. So you're, like, not mad?”\n\n“If anything, I'm turned on.” Cream pulled Jamsie's hand toward her pussy, feeling how damp her groin had become. “I'm very curious to try some, well, things with you.”\n\nJamsie had never driven that fast in her life. They pulled up to the house, and they both ran directly to the bedroom, flinging their clothes off as they went. Cream's scrubs went into the kitchen sink, bra, and panties dangling from the TV. Jamsie's hoodie was flung to the hallway floor, and sweatpants dangled from the bathroom door. Luckily, Jamsie washed the sheets before she left to pick up Cream. They had fresh sheets to tarnish.\n\n“So,” Cream had Jamsie pinned to the bed in a rare act of dominance. “I have a plushie girlfriend now.” Her bedroom eyes gazed into the buttons that replaced Jamsie's. The sparkling thread that held them to her body enticed her.\n\n“A pregnant plushie girlfriend.” She wiggled her bulging tum, pulsing and occasionally tilting with the teddies inside. “This plushophile is all yours.” She wiggled her button eyes invitingly. \n\n“Oh, is that so?” Cream dove into her. Their lips met. They felt soft like, well, a stuffie. Cream would have confessed that she'd had makeout sessions with a few of the stuffies from the bed, but that wasn't anything serious. This was real, visceral. Jamsie's tongue was made of silk, smooth to the touch. Her body contorted to Cream's maw. As their tongues wrapped around each other and Cream's viscous drool poured into Jamsie's body, absorbing every ounce of it, her udders ached with need. She ripped her muzzle away from Jamsie and sat on her knees. “I need a good milking today, stuffie slut.” She pulled her udders from her pouch. They flopped out and jiggled with the milk within.\n\nJamsie couldn't resist milking her. It was her turn to satisfy. She lunged for her but could hardly knock her over. Even with the extra weight of the teddies in her stomach, she only weighed about thirty pounds, if anything. Cream fell over, allowing her this moment, not wanting to kill the mood. With her two mittens, she grasped at Cream's teats, sucking on one of them. Her mouth clasped around it, pulling as much milk as she possibly could from them. Her breasts no longer get secreted milk, but the aching feeling was there. Cream moaned loudly, the sensation of the faux fur against her so soft and slightly ticklish even. Jamsie's mitts pulled and pulled, milking her teats, begging for the lactatious secretions. “Jamsie!” Cream wrapped her hands around Jamsie's head, pressing her deeper into her udder. “Oh hell, your mouth is so… so… aaaaaaaaaaaaah.” She melted under her touch, the soft silk tongue caressing every inch of her teat. Her fantasy of her plushies coming to life and showing her affections fulfilled. Without warning, her teats spewed milk, covering her face and hands. The milk soaked into her body, absorbing and disappearing into her stuffing-filled body. Jamsies breasts inflated ever so slightly with the extrbulk.a mass entering her body.\n\n“Oh god, I can’t take it anymore.” Cream’s green eyes were dilated with lust. She grabbed Jamsie and flipped her over, her singular hoel for sexual pleasure facing her. “Let me in right now!” Her hands thrust into her hole, spreading it as far as possible. \n\n“GAH! CREAM WAIT!” Jamsie shouted. “The bears are in there! AAAAAAAAAAAAAH!” Rather than the expected pain of her hole being stretched abruptly, there was only bliss. It washed over her like a warm blanket. “OoOoOoOoOoOooooooooooooh.” She fell limp on the bed, breathing sharply and quickly. “Mind your horns, ok?”\n\n“Yeah, yeah, whatever!” Cream shoved her snout into Jamsie, the distinct smell of cum seeping from it. It must have been the bears from earlier. It only drove her deeper into her mad sexual lust. Wriggling her arms inside, she stretched her lover wider, listening for ripping seams and tearing fabric. Her head slipped inside as her arms entered a distinct cavity inside her. “Bingo.” Using the bottom edge of her insides for purchase, she slipped inside, the slick interior of her tunnel allowing easy access. \n\n“OH MY GOD!” Jamsie clutched at the fresh sheets, grateful that her plushie dick couldn’t make a mess anymore. It was rock hard once more, the stuffing inside her shifting around to her fabric phalice. “YOU’RE STRETCHING ME!”\n\n“Just let me have this!” Cream shouted from inside of her body, her voice muffled. As she wriggled deeper and deeper, the musk of cum penetrated her nostrils and drove her mad with lust. “I’m almost there!” Her head popped into Jamsie’s stomach. Ten teddy bears were glaring at her, hands on their plushie little hips. “OOOOOOOH! I SEE THE TEDDIES!”\n\n“GREAT!” Jamsie shouted. “HURRY PLEASE! IN OR OUT!”\n\nCream only had one direction in mind: in. “Hey, guys!” She was so excited to see more living plushies, even if they were covered in cum. “Mind if I join you?”\n\n“Yes…” The caramel-colored bear said. “Yes, join us…” They grabbed her arm and pulled. They pulled her in with surprising strength. With one last yank, they forced Cream’s udder past Jamsie’s opening and inside.\n\n“BUH!” Jamsie panted wildly. “Why did you want to go inside me?!” She pounded her bulging stomach.\n\n“Because it’s what I’ve always wanted! And I can FINALLY have it!”\n\nJamsie sighed at the sensation of being stretched finally dying. “God, I love you…”\n\n“You freaks never learn…” The teddy bear said, rubbing its paws together. The ten of them raised their hands and leaped onto Cream. “You will share Jamsie’s fate!”\n\n“YES! YEEEEEEEEEEES!” Cream, let it happen. She allowed the teddy bears to transform her with their magic, becoming a plushie. “Make me a plushie! DO IT!”\n\n“Hey, boss,” the beige teddy said to the caramel-colored bear. “This one's a real freak.”\n\n“I know, that’s why we’re giving her what she wants.” The beige bear cocked its head in confusion. “You think she’ll stop if we tell her no?”\n\n“Oh…”\n\n“Hey, what’s going on in there?” Her stomach was shaking something fierce. And Cream was shouting ‘YES!’ so something was up. “You better not be fucking in my stomach!”\n\n“OOOOOOOH YEAH!” Cream shouted as her bones turned to fluff. “FUCK YEAH!”\n\n“HUN? YOU OK?!”\n\n“Oh… I’ve never been better…” Cream gave a muffled, creepy, airy response. The kind of response you get in horror movies from the guy who gets possessed and is trying to tell them it's ok but is TOTALLY gonna murder everyone later. “I feel… SO ALIVE!”\n\n“Oh dear…” Jamsie did not like the sound of that. Cream only sounded like that when she was excited about something big. \n\n\n“Hey, Jamsie!” A bear thumped on her upper stomach. “Get us outta here. It’s a little cramped.”\n\n“But, but,” Jamsie sputtered. “HOW?”\n\n“Push!”\n\n“Oh.” Gripping the sides of the bed and raising her legs, she tried her best to push the bears and Cream out of her body. Unsurprisingly, it hurt like hell. “GAH!” She breathed rhythmically. “Push, gotta push.”\n\n“Push me out, babe! You’re gonna love this!” JAmsie’s hole began to stretch to cartoonish sizes as Cream came out ass first, folded face to feet.\n\n“DEAR GOD!” She shouted her displeasure. “YOU DID THIS TO ME! THIS IS YOUR FAULT!”\n\n“Push me!” Cream laughed giddily. “Push me!”\n\n“GYYYYYYYYYAAAAAAAAAAAAH!” With a snap, her plush asshole snapped shut, and her girlfriend fell to the floor with a clatter. A parade of Teddy Bears followed suit, sliding out like a cave explorer. One by one, they exited Jamsie’s body and marched out of the room. “Hey, wait,” Jamsie tried to shout, but her voice was too beaten up. “Where are you going?”\n\n“We,” the caramel bear said in a fed-up voice, “are leaving.” They left, marching in unison. \n\nA giggle came from over the bed. A blue and yellow plaid hand crested over the bed and pulled itself up. From the floor rose a blue and yellow plaid Mooroo stuffie that looked suspiciously like Cream. “Hey, Jaaaaaaaamsie.”\n\nJamsie raised her head. “Oh no, they got you too!”\n\n“I wanted this!” She jumped for joy, her udder bouncing in her pouch. “This is amazing! I feel so light! So soft! So, so, so,” she grasped for another descriptor.\n\n“Sexy?”\n\n“YES! That’s the one!” She pounced on Jamie. Her green button eyes stared unblinkingly into Jamsie’s. Feather stitching held her new body together. “How about round two?”\n\nJamsie gave in to their fate. “Heh, sure. Let’s go for it.”", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "
Stuffing Your Stuffies


“Alright,” Jamsie sighed as she stomped into the house. “Let's get to work.” It wasn't a pleasant start to her surprise day off. The Lapine had accumulated too many hours this week and was told to take the rest of the week off. For a workaholic like her, that was like a death sentence. However, there was always something to do, like an offer to take her girlfriend to work.

“Remember, we have my family's Christmas this Saturday, and you can go now.” The Mooroo was more than excited to finally have the chance to introduce Jamsie to her family. “Oh, they're gonna love you!” She hugged her tightly across the center console as they parked. “And I love you.” Cream gave Jamsie a big kiss.

“Yep…” Jamsie replied deadly. She felt so tired and empty without work.

“C'mon, Babe. Be positive. You haven't had a holiday off in years.” The Mooroo placed a paw on her knee.

“I know,” she thumped her head against the wheel. “And I hate it.”

“Hate that you haven't had a holiday off or have it off?” Cream tilted her head, confused. “I don't see how this is a problem either way.”

“I need something to do!”

“You haven't made everything for gifts yet, have you?”

Jamsie's eyes lit with excitement. “Wait… I haven't…” She hugged Cream so tightly that her brown and tan hide practically turned purple for a bit. “I'm gonna be so busy.”

“Let… me… gho….” Jamsie released her, and she gasped for breath. “OK, I've gotta get inside. That kid needs cavities removed again. You know how fun he is.”

“I'll have food ready.” Cream got out of the car and walked over to her office.

Jamsie loaded the kitchen table with crafting supplies. Bottles, liquid soap, dyes, oils, and other essential ingredients to make premium handmade soap. “Alright,” She stripped her white shirt off, letting her F-cup breasts fly. “Let's get to work.” Putting a pot of coffee on, she began pouring liquid soap into the bottles. If she had some surprise days off, she was gonna get some work done. The house was filled with the smells of essential oils. Floral, fruity, and sweet smells all swirled to create a brutal assault on the senses; before long, Jamsie had 30 bottles of vibrantly colored natural hand soap. “There.” She wiped her white and black splotched brow. “No weird additives, naturally scented body soap.” She even refilled the bottle in the bathroom, which she kept forgetting about.

“And it's,” she looked at the clock, “only 9:30… FUCK!” That only took 45 minutes. What was she gonna do for the rest of the day? What about the other three? “I could, uh…” She noticed the tightness of her sweatpants. All this frustration was making her dick awfully hard. “Jerk off for a bit.”

Running off to their room, she pulled off her pants. The hog that hid in her pants sprung to life. “And know what? She's gone!” The bookshelf in their room held all of their stuffies. The two had amassed quite a collection over their years of being together. They were very protective of them, too, almost treating them like their kids. Always giving them fair amounts of snuggle time in bed, making sure they were clean and not lonely. However, Jamsie had a secret. She reached up to the top of the bookcase where smaller teddy bears sat in a line like a happy family posing for a photo. All ten of them were very special to her.

“Who will I choose today?” Their cute faces all seemed to call to her. “Me!” “No, me!” Jamsie settled on a cute caramel-colored teddy with a top hat. Its soft, faux sheepskin material felt so soft in her hands; the dark brown, pupil-less eyes stared into her soul. She smelled it. “Good, you're clean.” She flipped it over. A little hole with a slick material sat where its asshole would be. All of these plushies were Jamsies' special fuck bears. They were too high for Cream to reach, so she often forgot about them, but Jamsie never did. “It's your turn today, little guy.”

Tossing the other stuffies from the bed out and onto the beanbag in the living room, she cleared the bed. She didn't want them to see this evil deed, even though they had certainly seen her and Cream breed like wild animals several times. Her dick was so erect and throbbing, pleased with the rare chance of privacy in the house, that it couldn't wait. Jamsie upturned the bottle of lube into the hole and filled it, wet and sloppy. “Good boy, Teddy.” She couldn't bear it any longer. In one swift motion, she turned the bear right-side up onto her dick, the excess libe oozing down her dick. “OoOoOoOoOoOoooo…” It had been so long since she had the opportunity to use one of her fuck bears. She had forgotten how amazing it felt. Despite the stretch of the bear's orifice, it was so tight on her thick member. Ten inches was too long for the bears, though, so she had to modify them so she could go all the way through.

Jamsie slowly drove the bear down her shaft, past her knot, until the bear's head bent back and her head came out of its throat. “Fuuuuuuck. Such a good boy for Mommy.” With one hand, she began sliding the bear along her dick. The other shot to her left breast, fondling her tittymeat and toying with her nipple. Without anyone in the house to peak in and want to join in, she could be as loud as she wanted. “Hah, hah, hah, hah, fuuuuck me, this is so, OOOoOOOH, good!”

Her breathing was ragged as she assaulted her body, not holding back. If she had to burn time, this would have been the most fun. The bear made sloppy shlorp shlorp shlorp sounds as it caressed her length like a champ. If its fate were to be a fleshlight, it would accept it with grace and do its best.

Jamsie's mind filled with lust-filled thoughts. Cream… She imagined her hog plowing her wet, gaping pussy, udders flopping over the bed as Cream screamed her name. Milk gushed from her udders, staining the bed and soaking her fur. Gimme your milkies… her body answered her wishes indirectly as milk began to leak from her nipples. Quickly pulling her breast to her mouth, she sucked on her nipple, already sensitive from her teasing. She kept sucking to keep it in her mouth as she switched to her other breast. It was difficult to grip her nipple with the amount of milk flowing from her nipple.

“Oh, oh my god!” Her dick throbbed, pulsing as it neared climax. She let go of her tit and grasped the teddy with two hands. Stroking quickly and violently, she panted loudly as she went tip-to-base with her toy. “Hah, hah, hah, hah, I'm gonna,” she was burning up. Her whole body convulsed as she felt it hit her. “CUUUUUUUUUUM!” Still stroking her rod as cum spewed out of her cock like a fountain, she savored the overstimulation, making the bed shake. Hot cum coated her fur and the bed sheets, shooting feet into the air before falling and landing on her with a heavy SPLAT. Globs of her seed hit her face, as she had to stop stroking herself. Jamsie knotted the bear and allowed her cum to keep spewing. She was so pent up, and she didn't even know it!

The whole room reeked like a whorehouse. A miasma floated in the air, Jamsie's musk wafting from her sweaty fur and odoriferous cum. She lay there, panting and breathing heavily. “Holy shit, that was amazing.” Jamsie looked at her bear. Its fur was caked with her cum, completely covered with her creamy, thick seed. “Oh boy, you'll need a wash, little guy.” She ran a hand over her body, scooping her cum into her hand and slopping it into her mouth. The goopy, salty taste was always a delight. There was too much to clean with her usual cum rag; she'd have to slurp it all up. “Extra protein today.” Handful after handful of the viscous batter fell into her mouth, slurping it loudly. This allowed for simpler cleanup, but with this much cum, and how far it spread, it would require more cleaning than this.

After she cleaned her body, she was starting to feel queasy. “Ugh… I'll have to wash the sheets today.”

“Not until we're done with you.”

“Huh?” Jamsie propped herself up with her arms. “Who was that?”

“You know who it was.” Her dick tingled as the bear slowly slid off of her dick. Its arms and legs were moving on their own! She moaned as it wriggled and tried to prop itself off of her knot. With one mighty push, it flew off her dick and landed on her pelvis. “You've been using us for years!”

“Uh, yeah…” She was astonished. A cum-covered teddy bear was standing on her, looking quite upset. “That's what you're for…”

“No!” It wiped away the com, covering its cute little face and muzzle. Its small brown eyes were glaring, eyebrows furrowed. “We are meant to be cuddled! Not used as fleshlights!” A chorus of agreements came from atop the bookcase. The other teddy bears were waving their paws in the air. “You,” it pointed a paw at her, taking menacing steps up her body, “are a menace. We are tired of your dick in our bodies!” The other bears leaped from the bookshelf and onto the bed. “Let's see how you like it.”

“Wait, wha?” She slid back on the bed, finding herself backed into the corner. “I didn't know you felt this way. Let's talk this out, fellas!”

“Too late for that, meanie!” A black bear with a bow tie shouted.

“You're gonna feel it!” A pair of teddies attached at the hands snarled.

“Oh boy…” All ten of them approached her with snarls on their short muzzles, banging their stubby paws together.

“Dive!” The caramel-colored bear lunged for her maw. Still dripping with cum, he slid inside with ease. Down her throat and into her stomach. Jamsie gagged as she felt the soggy, salty, and sodden fur enter her body. It was unpleasant. Her mouth was stretched so wide that she could barely breathe. The others rolled around in her cum, coating themselves in lubricant before they followed their leader into battle. The black bear lunged for Jamsie. Dazed and confused from the first bear diving into her, she wasn't ready for the second one. Her mouth was stretched wide as it could go as the second bear dove in, sliding down like a water slide, the pool at the bottom filled with cum.

One by one, the bears made their way inside, her stomach bulging with each fluffy mass that entered. After five, it looked like she was five months pregnant. After seven, she looked at the cusp of birth. Once all ten were inside her, she could have been having twins at any moment now. They shuffled around in her stomach, cheering for their victory over their oppressor. Her white and black fur was bulging around her stomach.

“Couldn't we have,” Jamsie paused to hold back a burp or what she hoped was a burp. “Talked it out?” Before she could get a response, she felt her stomach going numb. Placing a hand on it, it felt like… faux fur. “Oh no.” Straining to get a look at the front of her bulging belly, a peculiar stain was washing over her belly. Red and green plaid slowly covered her belly. “Oh boy…” Everything was going numb as the wave of Christmas plaid took over her. “I don't suppose my soap will wash this off.” Her eyes tingled, and she couldn’t help but close them. However, she found that she couldn’t.  “Why? Why is this happening?!” Inside her belly, the teddy bears were pressing their hands against her inner walls, their magic spreading throughout her body. Jamsie rose from the cum covered bed and waddled to the bathroom. What awaited her nearly made her scream. Her eyes had become large, decorative buttons! “Oh my god!” She risked feeling them. She couldn’t feel a thing, but she could still see. With horror, she watched as seams appeared on her body, thick threads whimsically diving in and out of her body, forming a cross stitch up and down her sides, down her arms, and along her head. Everywhere the stitches penetrated her skin, plaid patterns spread, covering her body hastily. “I’m not a stuffie!”

Jamsie had little time to argue as her insides felt very light and fluffy, and all of her guts turned to cotton stuffing. Her toes and fingers merged, becoming mitts and featureless feet. She resembled those stuffed animal mascot suits at the mall, but worse. Not even her dick was safe, becoming nothing more than a tube that protruded from her body. Her breasts were more like sacks of stuffing that were stitched on after the fact.

“We’ll see how you like being a fuck stuffie!” Sure enough, her pussy and asshole had merged into one gaping hole.

“Shit…”




Later that day, Cream stood in the vestibule of her dentist's office, waiting for Jamsie. “Where is she?” She checked her phone, hoping that she missed a text or something saying she'd be a little late.

“Cream, you need a ride?” Another dental assistant walked past her on the way out.

“Nah, I'm sure that she's on the way,” Cream said nervously.

“Alright then. Don't leave until she gets here; the door is locked. Dr. Trima had already left for the day. We have two weeks off, you know?”

“Yeah,” she sighed. “See ya next year.” The assistant walked to her car and zoomed off. “C'mon, where are you, Jamsie?” Just her luck, Jamsie's Saturn pulled up shortly after. However, she was wearing her black hoodie and gloves. “Wow, she must really be cold.” She hopped in. “Hi, honey.”

“Hi, sweetie.” They took off.

“So, how was your day?”

“It was, uh…” Jamsie paused. “Something.”

“I'm sure you found something to do, or you'd be all antsy.”

“Yeah. I, uh, found something.”

“Hun,” Cream leaned over, trying to look at her. “What's wrong? You're only this quiet when something is wrong.”

“No, nothing. Nothing's wrong.” Jamsie was clearly lying. She never could lie to Cream. “Everything is hunky dorey.” She focused on the road.

“You're an awful liar.” She pulled down Jamsie's hood and gasped. “WHAT HAPPENED?!”

What greeted her was beyond belief. Her whole face was red and green plaid flannel design but looked fluffy and soft. Her deep green eyes were replaced with roughly sewn buttons, large and blatantly obvious. The interior of her ears were dark green.

“I, uh… can this wait till we get home?”

“No!” Cream shouted. “Pull over and tell me what happened to you right now!”

“Fine, fine.” Jamsie pulled into a Burger King and parked. “OK. I know we told each other no secrets. I did keep one from you.” Cream covered her mouth. “No, no, nothing serious.”

“Well, it's clearly serious! Look at you!”

“I may have a thing for plushies.”

“Yeah, I know that. What's your real secret?”

“No, not like that.” If Jamsie could blush, she'd be doing it. “Like, uh, fucking them.” Cream had a shocked look on her face. “Not ours, though; I'd never touch Mr. Bunbun, Muffin, Teef, or anyone else we snuggle with.” She held her hands up defensively. “You know all those bears on top of the bookshelf?”

Realization hit Cream. “Is that why we never snuggle them?! You shove your dick in them?”

“Uh… maybe?” A sheepish grin washed over her hand-stitched face. “Look, that's not the important part. Turns out they were alive! They, like, got super mad that I fucked one of them today, and they all forced themselves down my throat, and I turned into this!” She lifted her hoodie. The enormous belly shocked Cream.

“So, like, they're inside you?” Cream dared to reach out a paw and feel her stomach. She felt a kick. “Are you pregnant with teddy bears?”

“I don't know. All I know is that I'm a big stuffed Lupine, and I don't know how to deal with it!” She pounded the steering wheel. Her cute stuffed animal face betrayed her true emotions. “I didn't know they didn't like it! I wish they talked to me about it. But how was I supposed to know they could talk!?” She spiraled. “Do the others talk? I tried asking Mr. Tuff, and he just stared at me with that cute little face! I don't know if they hate me or not!”

“Honey…” This was a lot for Cream to process. She understood why Jamsie wanted to keep this fetish a secret from her. However, something stopped her from being mad. “I have to tell you something, too.” Jamsie looked at Cream, half expecting to hear the worst. “I may have a thing for stuffies too…”

“Cream…” Jamsie's eyes lit up. “Why didn't you- wait, we just had this talk. So you're, like,  not mad?”

“If anything, I'm turned on.” Cream pulled Jamsie's hand toward her pussy, feeling how damp her groin had become. “I'm very curious to try some, well, things with you.”

Jamsie had never driven that fast in her life. They pulled up to the house, and they both ran directly to the bedroom, flinging their clothes off as they went. Cream's scrubs went into the kitchen sink, bra, and panties dangling from the TV. Jamsie's hoodie was flung to the hallway floor, and sweatpants dangled from the bathroom door. Luckily, Jamsie washed the sheets before she left to pick up Cream. They had fresh sheets to tarnish.

“So,” Cream had Jamsie pinned to the bed in a rare act of dominance. “I have a plushie girlfriend now.” Her bedroom eyes gazed into the buttons that replaced Jamsie's. The sparkling thread that held them to her body enticed her.

“A pregnant plushie girlfriend.” She wiggled her bulging tum, pulsing and occasionally tilting with the teddies inside. “This plushophile is all yours.” She wiggled her button eyes invitingly.

“Oh, is that so?” Cream dove into her. Their lips met. They felt soft like, well, a stuffie. Cream would have confessed that she'd had makeout sessions with a few of the stuffies from the bed, but that wasn't anything serious. This was real, visceral. Jamsie's tongue was made of silk, smooth to the touch. Her body contorted to Cream's maw. As their tongues wrapped around each other and Cream's viscous drool poured into Jamsie's body, absorbing every ounce of it, her udders ached with need. She ripped her muzzle away from Jamsie and sat on her knees. “I need a good milking today, stuffie slut.” She pulled her udders from her pouch. They flopped out and jiggled with the milk within.

Jamsie couldn't resist milking her. It was her turn to satisfy. She lunged for her but could hardly knock her over. Even with the extra weight of the teddies in her stomach, she only weighed about thirty pounds, if anything. Cream fell over, allowing her this moment, not wanting to kill the mood. With her two mittens, she grasped at Cream's teats, sucking on one of them. Her mouth clasped around it, pulling as much milk as she possibly could from them. Her breasts no longer get secreted milk, but the aching feeling was there. Cream moaned loudly, the sensation of the faux fur against her so soft and slightly ticklish even. Jamsie's mitts pulled and pulled, milking her teats, begging for the lactatious secretions. “Jamsie!” Cream wrapped her hands around Jamsie's head, pressing her deeper into her udder. “Oh hell, your mouth is so… so… aaaaaaaaaaaaah.” She melted under her touch, the soft silk tongue caressing every inch of her teat. Her fantasy of her plushies coming to life and showing her affections fulfilled. Without warning, her teats spewed milk, covering her face and hands. The milk soaked into her body, absorbing and disappearing into her stuffing-filled body. Jamsies breasts inflated ever so slightly with the extrbulk.a mass entering her body.

“Oh god, I can’t take it anymore.” Cream’s green eyes were dilated with lust. She grabbed Jamsie and flipped her over, her singular hoel for sexual pleasure facing her. “Let me in right now!” Her hands thrust into her hole, spreading it as far as possible.

“GAH! CREAM WAIT!” Jamsie shouted. “The bears are in there! AAAAAAAAAAAAAH!” Rather than the expected pain of her hole being stretched abruptly, there was only bliss. It washed over her like a warm blanket. “OoOoOoOoOoOooooooooooooh.” She fell limp on the bed, breathing sharply and quickly. “Mind your horns, ok?”

“Yeah, yeah, whatever!” Cream shoved her snout into Jamsie, the distinct smell of cum seeping from it. It must have been the bears from earlier. It only drove her deeper into her mad sexual lust. Wriggling her arms inside, she stretched her lover wider, listening for ripping seams and tearing fabric. Her head slipped inside as her arms entered a distinct cavity inside her. “Bingo.” Using the bottom edge of her insides for purchase, she slipped inside, the slick interior of her tunnel allowing easy access.

“OH MY GOD!” Jamsie clutched at the fresh sheets, grateful that her plushie dick couldn’t make a mess anymore. It was rock hard once more, the stuffing inside her shifting around to her fabric phalice. “YOU’RE STRETCHING ME!”

“Just let me have this!” Cream shouted from inside of her body, her voice muffled.  As she wriggled deeper and deeper, the musk of cum penetrated her nostrils and drove her mad with lust. “I’m almost there!” Her head popped into Jamsie’s stomach. Ten teddy bears were glaring at her, hands on their plushie little hips. “OOOOOOOH! I SEE THE TEDDIES!”

“GREAT!” Jamsie shouted. “HURRY PLEASE! IN OR OUT!”

Cream only had one direction in mind: in. “Hey, guys!” She was so excited to see more living plushies, even if they were covered in cum. “Mind if I join you?”

“Yes…” The caramel-colored bear said. “Yes, join us…” They grabbed her arm and pulled. They pulled her in with surprising strength. With one last yank, they forced Cream’s udder past Jamsie’s opening and inside.

“BUH!” Jamsie panted wildly. “Why did you want to go inside me?!” She pounded her bulging stomach.

“Because it’s what I’ve always wanted! And I can FINALLY have it!”

Jamsie sighed at the sensation of being stretched finally dying. “God, I love you…”

“You freaks never learn…” The teddy bear said, rubbing its paws together. The ten of them raised their hands and leaped onto Cream. “You will share Jamsie’s fate!”

“YES! YEEEEEEEEEEES!” Cream, let it happen. She allowed the teddy bears to transform her with their magic, becoming a plushie. “Make me a plushie! DO IT!”

“Hey, boss,” the beige teddy said to the caramel-colored bear. “This one's a real freak.”

“I know, that’s why we’re giving her what she wants.” The beige bear cocked its head in confusion. “You think she’ll stop if we tell her no?”

“Oh…”

“Hey, what’s going on in there?” Her stomach was shaking something fierce. And Cream was shouting ‘YES!’ so something was up. “You better not be fucking in my stomach!”

“OOOOOOOH YEAH!” Cream shouted as her bones turned to fluff. “FUCK YEAH!”

“HUN? YOU OK?!”

“Oh… I’ve never been better…” Cream gave a muffled, creepy, airy response. The kind of response you get in horror movies from the guy who gets possessed and is trying to tell them it's ok but is TOTALLY gonna murder everyone later. “I feel… SO ALIVE!”

“Oh dear…” Jamsie did not like the sound of that. Cream only sounded like that when she was excited about something big.


“Hey, Jamsie!” A bear thumped on her upper stomach. “Get us outta here. It’s a little cramped.”

“But, but,” Jamsie sputtered. “HOW?”

“Push!”

“Oh.” Gripping the sides of the bed and raising her legs, she tried her best to push the bears and Cream out of her body. Unsurprisingly, it hurt like hell. “GAH!” She breathed rhythmically. “Push, gotta push.”

“Push me out, babe! You’re gonna love this!” JAmsie’s hole began to stretch to cartoonish sizes as Cream came out ass first, folded face to feet.

“DEAR GOD!” She shouted her displeasure. “YOU DID THIS TO ME! THIS IS YOUR FAULT!”

“Push me!” Cream laughed giddily. “Push me!”

“GYYYYYYYYYAAAAAAAAAAAAH!” With a snap, her plush asshole snapped shut, and her girlfriend fell to the floor with a clatter. A parade of Teddy Bears followed suit, sliding out like a cave explorer. One by one, they exited Jamsie’s body and marched out of the room. “Hey, wait,” Jamsie tried to shout, but her voice was too beaten up. “Where are you going?”

“We,” the caramel bear said in a fed-up voice, “are leaving.” They left, marching in unison.

A giggle came from over the bed. A blue and yellow plaid hand crested over the bed and pulled itself up. From the floor rose a blue and yellow plaid Mooroo stuffie that looked suspiciously like Cream. “Hey, Jaaaaaaaamsie.”

Jamsie raised her head. “Oh no, they got you too!”

“I wanted this!” She jumped for joy, her udder bouncing in her pouch. “This is amazing! I feel so light! So soft! So, so, so,” she grasped for another descriptor.

“Sexy?”

“YES! That’s the one!” She pounced on Jamie. Her green button eyes stared unblinkingly into Jamsie’s. Feather stitching held her new body together. “How about round two?”

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