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This is a sequel to the standalone “Cotton Candy Witch” that focuses heavily on consensual plush doll transformation; enjoy!
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Valerie’s other trans witch friends were all cool, the Metallica concert was a blast, the food and drinks were mediocre but felt fantastic anyway, and being a hot catgirl in public was so fun, but Morgan was exhausted and completely devoid of mental energy by the time they both got home. She guessed it was because of doing so many new things at once for so long, but didn’t know for sure.
Her fluffy brown ears and tail were both droopy as they stepped through the front door into Valerie’s house; even though her body could keep going if it really needed to, her brain did too much stuff for one evening, and everything she needed to use her body for was another mental task to add to a pile on an exhausted mind.
At least Valerie already magicked away all the spilled beer and concert grime, so she didn’t need to clean up. Morgan could still wear her black Metallica tshirt and jeans for a while; taking any of it off felt harder than it should have been, so she was glad she didn’t have to. Valerie, of course, planned on wearing her zipped blue and pink tiedye hoodie and short pink skirt to bed later. She went with short white socks today instead of any cute thighhighs.
“We’re home!” Valerie said to the plushies on the couch, then after setting her purse and new band merch down and taking off her shoes, she continued the conversation they were having in the car on the way back. “So you see, nobody cares if you’re a catgirl,” Valerie said, somehow still full of energy. Maybe that ungodly amount of Mountain Dew was keeping her alive, unlike Morgan who had a normal amount and felt like she wanted to lay in a casket for a few days.
“Mhm,” Morgan said. She wanted to talk more, but being on the verge of death from partying during a rough and wild and amazing four hour concert really didn’t help. Although, just like she managed to do in the car, she really wanted to say something to keep her from getting worried…
Morgan came up with something to say, and she tried her best to keep her upbeat catgirl voice from slipping into the disheveled meowing of a wet alley cat. That effort was taxing, but she tried to push through. “Yeah, you know, it’s just, I love being a catgirl and it’s so cool but what if everyone else thought it was also cool and it drew too much attention but at least that’s not a problem, and… uhhhhhhaaa… Yeah.” Not having the energy to plan ahead, her sentence just fizzled out.
Valerie’s worries seemed to return; there was only so much Morgan could hide after dating her for a month. “Hey, you looked kind of glad to be out of there, and you were kind of quiet in the car, is everything fine?”
“I’m just pooped…” she admitted. “I really just… It was so fun, but it was so much. I think if it lasted all night, I would have just kept talking and partying until I fell over.”
Valerie rubbed Morgan’s ears, and instead of perking up like usual, they just yielded to her touch, still feeling just as tingly as they always did when she touched them. The intimate sensitivity her body had when she was alone with Valerie was returning, although she couldn’t do much with it.
“Need anything?” Valerie asked. “Something to drink? Some alone time? Something hot to rejuvenate you? I feel like staying up for a while.”
Morgan kept being honest, slipping into that disheveled wet alley catgirl voice she tried to suppress earlier. “I don’t know, I want to have a little more fun but I just don’t really want to do anything else tonight… just nothing at all.”
“Is that all you need?”
“Mhm.”
Valerie leaned in closer, almost close enough to kiss her. “Then, shhh…,” she said, drawing it out and ending in a long, quiet pause. And from the gentle sound, her warm whispering breath on her cheek, and the confident yet soothing smile, she felt like she was in Valerie’s care now. It was a small feeling, but she was grateful for the promise of peace.
“If you just need to relax, do nothing, and you still want to have a little fun… I can take it from here and turn you into a plushie. Want me to?”
“Mhm,” Morgan said, guided along by her words, spending no effort of her own as she said it.
“And how about I play with you so you can have fun without having to move or do a thing?” She gave Morgan a light kiss, which she passively accepted with delight. Her lips were still so close, and Morgan anticipated another. “I know you like being a cute little doll. Soft, squishy, so, so cute, and perfect for just letting go of responsibility, control, and your own body. Wouldn’t that be great right now?”
Morgan could hardly wait for it to happen. She gave Valerie another approving murmur.
“No need to even go somewhere first. I’ll do it right here. So just hold still,” Valerie said as she stepped back.
A finger point, and then a pink flash: Morgan fell and bounced against the living room carpet, her tiny plush body making the gentlest thud as it landed, then tumbling briefly before resting on its side. Valerie leaned down and gently picked her up with both of her hands.
It was the same plushie form as usual, except this one was smaller and just eight inches tall. With a simple body shape, softer versions of the clothes she was just wearing, and a big round head with a marketable cshaped smile on it, her roundended limbs made a sitting pose just stable enough to stay upright if set down carefully.
“I always love it when you make that face,” Valerie said. Morgan kept smiling, since she couldn’t move her mouth or anything. “And I always love teasing a precious little collectible.”
Holding Morgan close with one hand, she gently stroked her cute head as she slowly meandered over to the couch. As Valerie ran a finger across her little thread smile, it felt completely different from when she did it to her normal catgirl mouth, while being just as arousing and relaxing and able to put her in that submissive headspace she liked.
Still teasing her plushified girlfriend, Valerie sat on the couch in between a couple of other plushies: the purple, vaguely humanoid bunny plush named Kate, a pink transgender shark plush named Alice, and miscellaneous anime girl plushies of varying sizes and shapes. All of them had names, but the anime characters just didn’t stick in Morgan’s mind as well.
Morgan had actually put most of them there herself earlier that morning; Valerie liked to move the plushies around the house so they could all hang out with different friends every day, and after moving in, Morgan offered to help with it without even being asked. It helped speed mornings along, while making them feel even longer. And not only did joining in on Valerie’s plushie rituals make for good bonding, but the obsession was starting to rub off on Morgan too. None of it was in any way necessary, but why not give all the plushies little personas and likes and names and fun stuff?
“Oh, and by the way girls, I want each of you to give Morgan a kiss… you all know it was a long night for her. And I’m sure she hasn’t kissed any of you yet!”
Setting Morgan on her lap for a moment, her short skirt letting her easily rest on her bare thighs, Valerie gathered all the other plushies around herself, ending up with ten anime girl plushies and Kate and Alice.
“Now who’s first?” Valerie asked, then she seemed to react as she picked up the bunny plush and made it bounce excitedly. “Whoa, okay, go for it Kate… be gentle…”
Picking up Morgan as well, she pushed them together and made the two plushies kiss. She was forceful with Kate, making her motionless kiss passionate and lustful as her fluffy bunny face pressed against Morgan’s. Valerie kept Morgan more passive, barely making her moveexcept backwards when she got more forceful with the bunny, making her gentle face ravenous and the fantasy stronger.
“Alright, leave some for the rest,” Valerie said. “Alice, don’t be shy…”
She set Morgan on her thighs, still holding her in a gentle grip. With her other hand, she had Alice, the gay plush shark, bounce over slowly and hesitantly. She gave Morgan a big smooch, her shark face smushing against her, and then Valerie had Alice bounce away out of shyness.
“And now…” Valerie turned to the anime girl plushies. “What’s that? You all just want to swarm her and cover her in love and kisses? Morgan, how do you feel about that?”
Morgan remained silent, even as Valerie made her nod excitedly.
“Then go get her girls!” Valerie said. She set Morgan on her lap and covered her in anime girl plushies, and although she couldn’t make them all do individual kissing motions, she was able to get their faces piled onto her so that she was completely buried in them. Then, with a little help from both her hands, she got them all kind of moving as if they were kissing, and “kind of” was good enough. Morgan’s mouth pressed against the face of one of the brown haired anime plushies with a roughly similar build to her own, and the others kissed her all over… Even without any moving mouth parts, it still almost felt like she was being swarmed and kissed, and it definitely felt like she was one of them.
Being buried in more plushies felt great, especially on top of Valerie’s thighs. Valerie pressed down on them, making them kiss her more forcefully and squishing her in an arousing pile.
After Valerie had them tease her with kisses for a while, she finally pulled the other plushies away and gently set them in a row next to her.
“Oh, and Morgan, there’s someone else who wants to kiss you…”
An anticipatory tingle went through Morgan as Valerie held her in one hand and stroked her hair and ears with the other. She brought Morgan closer and kissed her; Morgan’s tiny smile pressed against Valerie’s real lips, gently at first, but soon the kiss grew more forceful and more passionate, pushing a soft wave of arousal into her. Squishing Morgan against her face, she closed her eyes and rubbed her lips and tongue against her. Her kiss grew stronger, and stronger, and more blissfully delightful as she used Morgan. And Morgan didn’t consider her own opinion at all; she was a plush toy, why would she? Letting Valerie impose whatever she liked on her was more fitting.
Valerie occasionally took in a shallow breath through the porous fabric of her face; she didn’t have to, but feeling the air move through her stuffingfilled head was just another fun plushie trait.
When Valerie took her lips away, Morgan was left with a horny toy feeling throughout her stuffing. She was still sensitive everywhere; even down there, despite lacking anything between her legs.
“Nobody’s looking. I can kiss my plushies as much as I want, right girls?” Valerie asked.
Morgan mentally gave an approving “Mhm”, going along with it like she was just another toy being animated through play. She was nodding in her mind, and no doubt Valerie’s as well.
“And if any of you think it’s weird, I’m gonna kiss you more until you stop thinking it’s weird.”
Morgan started thinking of a cheeky objection…
“No Morgan, I know you’re just lying to get free kisses. So don’tReally? The rest of you want me to follow through with it? Fine.”
Morgan couldn’t help but giggle on the inside as Valerie gave her a quick smooch, then another quick smooch, then another one. Valerie’s play narrative and her own thoughts were melding nicely, and it didn’t take any effort. The overwhelming concert was turning into just another happy memory that was followed by fading exhaustion. She could think and put in effort if she wanted, but this was a lot more fun, so she just let Valerie put words into her head instead.
Another long kiss, and Valerie stood up as she gave it to Morgan. Then, one last kiss on the forehead, and she smiled at Morgan.
“You know, I do wonder what else you look good in. It’s easy to accessorize a doll like you.”
Balancing Morgan’s sitting plushie body on one hand, she waved her other hand as sparkles of magic built up on her fingers.
“Let’s see… How do you look in a pretty red dress?”
The sparkles came out in a burst, and her jeans and shirt let out a puff of mist as they were replaced with a gorgeous rosecolored dress. Valerie groped her body, letting her feel the light, flowing fabric which covered everything below her head, save for her round hands. She held Morgan by her big head for a moment, letting Valerie lift up the dress and peek under it, looking at her white panties. Morgan judged her just a little for that pervy peek.
“Hey, you’re all plushies, no judging. Especially you, Kate. Mhm. Looks great… Hang on, let’s see how you look in one of my hoodies.”
She balanced Morgan back on her hand. Another burst of magic, and Morgan felt a tiny warm pink and blue tiedye hoodie cover her upper body. But, her legs felt exposed to the air, with just her panties shielding her from complete nudity down there.
Valerie flipped the hoodie’s hood over Morgan’s ears, giving her some warm comfort up there. “Oh! I forgot to give you pants or anything…” Valerie said. “Silly me. No it wasn’t on purpose so shut up.”
Morgan obviously didn’t believe her.
“Well you’re the one who wanted me to kiss you earlier. So don’t call me weird.”
Internally, Morgan badly pretended she wasn’t being horny and that she was just a really good normal toy.
“Nuhuh. Here’s what I think. I think you’d look a lot better in your underwear. It’s a little cold in here, but you’ll like looking good, won’t you? I’ll even give you one of those black bikinis with a cat faced cleavage window in the middle.”
Another burst of magic and Morgan felt all her clothes get replaced by a bikini. She didn’t have to look down to know what it looked like; they were looking at some lingerie just the other day, she knew the black catthemed underwear in question. And even though temperature wasn’t an actual concern for her body, and the air was at a nice room temperature, Valerie’s mention of cold did impose a slight cold feeling on her.
“Oh no, you’re cold now, whatever will I do?” Valerie said with playful mockery. “If only there was some warm place I could put you where your exposed skin could touch mine and you’d be all warm and cozy…”
Morgan looked at Valerie’s big and cozy boobs, which were underneath her hoodie; not that she had much of a choice, since that’s where Valerie pointed her eyes.
“Yeah, those are warm. How about I poof away my shirt and bra so it’s just my hoodie and my bare chest?”
Holding Morgan in one hand, she poofed away the clothes under her hoodie, keeping her skirt and panties. She slowly unzipped her hoodie with her other hand, revealing all the cozylooking cleavage underneath; taking the zipper down past her breasts, the hoodie still clung to her body and gave only a narrow window for Morgan to look inside.
“And oh come on I just know you wanna hop in and let my boobs warm you up… naughty little plushie. Don’t be shy, just hop in and get cozy…”
She slipped Morgan inside her hoodie, cute smile facing outwards, her head poking out of her chest as the rest of her body was lightly squished by her soft boobs. Morgan’s cheeks cozied up to the warm chest enveloping everything below them, and as Valerie zipped her hoodie back up and made sure only Morgan’s head could poke out, aroused comfort overtook Morgan.
“Oh, and I might as well get cozy in the bedroom, why not? So come on, just follow me…”
As Valerie walked and her chest shook and swayed, Morgan’s big plush head was the only thing stopping her from sinking completely into Valerie’s chest. The zipper on her hoodie inched downwards ever so slightly, making her situation more precarious; then just before she stepped into the bedroom, Valerie pushed her down with one finger, sinking her head deeper and barely letting her see out of her boobs.
The bedroom was as pink and plushiefilled as it always was: Valerie climbed onto the bed, and as she started to lie face down, she let out a little giggle. She rested her chin on another shark plushie, this one named Alex; she was a great pillow, and really polite. No kissing her today, Morgan supposed; as Valerie cozied up on the bed, her chest on top of Morgan and a mattress under her, she figured it would be a little hard to kiss any cute sharks while squished in there.
Valerie reached under herself and, making sure nothing got caught in the zipper, finally fully zipped up her hoodie, fully enveloping Morgan.
“You don’t mind chilling there while I mess around on my phone, do you?”
It was one of Valerie’s favorite solo activities: hands occupied by a phone, chest trapping a plushie who in her mind was usually all horny and sometimes flustered in a hot way. She wasn’t carrying her phone with her, but she could bring it to her with magic; at least, Morgan assumed that was what Valerie just did, since she couldn’t see.
Valerie shifted her chest around, and her boobs massaged the sides of Morgan’s head.
“Let’s see… oooh, emails, yeah I should check those… actually, nevermind, just spam. Oooh! Spam for some penis enlargement thing… I can just do it myself you know! Right, Morgan?”
Morgan mentally did a “mhm” into the fabric and zipper of her hoodie. She just did it once as a joke, and it was great.
“Now let’s see… porn or Youtube… Hmmm… Oh there’s that competitive Pokemon video thing. I should have turned you into one of those, it would’ve been fitting…”
She had like twenty Pokemon plushies, another one wouldn’t hurt.
As Valerie started watching a competitive Pokemon guide on her phone, she took the occasional opportunity to move her chest around and tease Morganat least until she got really engaged with the video.
“What do you mean bug type pokemon got good moves?” Valerie said, Morgan not really paying attention to the video since that was a human thing and she was a plushie. “Since when? And wait, how much base power?”
She got more flabbergasted as the video went on, even though she hadn’t actually played a pokemon game in five years.
“Ninety damage priority move?! What? Alex, are you hearing this?” Morgan imagined that shark plushie being just as shocked as Valerie.
Seeming to forget about Morgan, she kept cutely reacting out loud as she usually did when a video like this was blowing her mind. And meanwhile, for the whole fifteen minutes, Morgan was cozy and happy, not minding just being a comfort thing Valerie barely thought about, even if the alternatives were equally good. She was too deep in plushie brain mode to try having opinions on things, except for the ones Valerie imposed on her.
By the end, the shock of there being a bunch of good bug type moves out there had mostly worn off.
“Ugh, now I want to… Nope, not buying another one of those games. Now where’d Morgan go? Did any of you see…” Valerie paused, remembering where she was. “Oh, I’m stupid, there you are.”
Sitting upright on the bed, she unzipped her hoodie and took Morgan out. Still wearing that bikini, there was enough warmth stored in her body to keep a lingering feeling of comfort and coziness.
“So we’re in bed, let’s goof off, you between my thighs, me squishing you a bunch, why not?” Valerie asked out of the blue. Morgan imagined herself being enthusiastic but a little cagey about it in a flirty way.
“Whoa, okay, yeah you like being squished, but I didn’t think you liked it that much… subby little plushie. I bet you’d even like it if I wasn’t hiding my dick.”
And of course, in their shared imagination, Morgan imagined she was trying to hide her horniness in a way that let it leak out for her to see. Valerie giggled, and as she waved her hand and pointed Morgan’s face down, she saw a bulge pop up in her skirt.
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