The Plush Games - WIP - 1/23/20 (Patreon)

So the last poll was a major tiebreaker, so I decided to pursue this story since I haven't done a plush-themed story in a while. Plus, I feel like I could do a lot with the setting alone, lots of characters and potential situations to explore. 

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       Tuka had always loved plushes, but never had the time to invest in such a hobby. Everyday on his commute from from college, he would walk past the hobby shop where a 12 inch stuffed bunny would always catch his eye. Sitting in the front window, it was made with cute light brown cotton, and was dressed up in a pair of cute black shorts and a small black top. The boy had wanted to buy it for quite some time, unfortunately he never quite got to it. Then one day, something changed.

        The last thing Tuka remembered was walking through his favorite park late night, before something is soft and pillowy grabbed him from behind. Now he found himself waking up on an extremely comfy couch staring at a snow white ceiling. The young man could hear dozens of voices around him, and quickly realized he wasn't alone. Sitting up, he found himself in a large white lobby-like room with a few dozen other people. The walls were strangely rounded in the corners and there were rows of white couches lined up back to backup like seats at an airport, each of them was made of white cotton with a simple but fancy rectangular design. Other than that the room is completely empty, there weren't even any doors, and some of the occupants in the room locked looked flustered and uneasy. By looks of it, they were all around his age of 18, talking is amongst each other trying to make sense of their situation. Some of the occupants were still asleep, but they were waking up one by one as they began examining their surroundings. 

        Stepping off the couch, Tuka realized that the floor was really soft as well. Looking down, he noticed that his shoes were gone, and his were practically sinking into the plush-like floor. The only thing in the room that wasn't made of stuffed cotton was the lights on the ceiling. Though subtly comforted by his plushy surroundings, he was nervous and didn't know what was going to happen to him. "Tuka?” said a familiar voice. Sitting next to him was his classmate from geometry his geometry class. Though he could not remember her name, her appearance was unmistakable due to her long brown ponytail, and her T-shirt with a cartoon fennec printed on it. “You ended up here too?” she asked. “Oh hey… What was your name again?" he asked. "My name’s Mia.” she replied. "Do you know how we got here?” Tuka shook his head. "I'm sorry, I just woke up. The last thing I remembered was taking a walk in the park.” he replied. Mia took a deep sigh slumping back into the couch. "I was just drawing fury art on my Cintiq, when something soft grabbed me from behind. I couldn't even scream because I passed out.”

    Allowing her body to sink into the soft plushy furniture, Mia took a deep breath as she calmed down. Seemed that they weren't the only ones come by their soft surroundings, there was a strange lack of panic within the room, many getting comfy in their couches, or even exploring the room further.  “On the plus side, it doesn't seem whoever put us here wants us hurt, given that the entire room is a giant pillow.” Tuka said. "I know right." replied Mia sitting back up. “Everything is soft like an asylum, even the floor feels like marshmallows. Who would even make a room like this?” she asked. Then, Tuka saw what looked like a doorway opening up in the wall on the other side the room. The sound of moving cotton caught everyone's attention, including Mia as they all looked over in surprise. Stepping out of the doorway was a woman wearing what appeared to be a cute cat kemono fursuit. The costume was light gray and was made of fine looking cotton, a long fluffy tail and cute droopy ears. The facial features of the suit was almost anime-like with large cute eyes and, and adorable facial expression. The woman was wearing a cute tube top with a sporty looking miniskirt and a pair of high heels, though how she could balance on the soft flooring with them was beyond anyone. “Hello everyone! Thank you for being here today!” Everyone look each other shocked, the suits mouth was moving as if it were alive.