The Plush Games - WIP - 6/2/20 (Patreon)

       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. Plus, he had always been extremely anxious and nervous, he didn’t want someone to judge him for buying a plush. 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, and cute mitts for hands. 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.

        “Now, you must have an abundance of questions? Where are we? Why are we here?” she said dramatically with her paws on he cheeks. “The short answer, we brought you here because you all love soft and cuddly things! And we designed place to make you as comfortable as possible. ❤️” the woman was incredibly bubbly, with the energy and demeanor of an entertainer. Still suspicious, too get reached into his pocket to grab his phone, hoping to get some idea of his location, but he was shocked to realize it was gone. Checking all his pockets, it was nowhere to be found, not even his keys or ID. “Now as you all have probably noticed, we removed your shoes, cellular devices and another belongings for the time being, but they will be returned to you once we've sent you home.”  the cat woman explained. With that, everyone began checking their pockets as well, becoming alarmed that their valuables had disappeared. “You can't just do this!” said a young woman near the front. “You kidnapped us and took our belongings! Nothing about this is legal!” the catwoman walked up to the flustered young woman, placing her soft paw mitts on her shoulders. “Shhhh…” she cooed,  playfully massaging the woman's shoulders. “It's alright, we're not going to hurt you.” normally this would be off-putting for the young woman, but something about the cat woman's soft paws and friendly demeanor calmed her down. 

        Stepping towards the door, the cat woman pointed both her arms down the hallway while sticking a cute pose. “In fact we want to help you! Now if you will please follow me!” she said taking the lead down the soft plushy passageway. Although hesitant, a few followed her lead and one by one more of the crowd went along as well. Only dozen or so remained behind, and it talked amongst themselves anxiously, including Tuka and Mia. “We can just comply with her after being kidnapped, can we?” Tuka questioned. Mia tilted her head and thought letting out a sigh. “Well, it's either that or stay in this room, if we have any chance of getting out of here we should take probably take it.” After taking a deep nervous breath, they both followed the rest of the crowd through the long squishy hallway. The walls and floor of the passage were also made of plush-like material, even the lights on the ceiling looked like they were made of some kind of foam or cotton. Out of curiosity, Tuka poked one on while he was walking, and to his surprise it felt like a marshmallow. “Is everything here made of soft stuff.” he thought to himself.

        As they approached the end of the tunnel, Mia tapped Tuka's shoulder. “Hey, did you notice how life-like her suit was?” she asked. Tuka thought for a moment, back to when she entered the room, how energetic and authentic her movements were. It looked less like a suit and more like a live plush. “Maybe part of her costume was animatronic or something, that's probably why it looks so real.” he said. “But the way her entire body moves, it doesn't feel like I'm looking at someone need a suit. Plus there's something strange about her, and wouldn’t someone get hot in a fursuit like that?” Mia responded. The more the two thought about it, the more strange the situation seemed. Continuing down the hallway, it felt they were walking on the worlds larges bean bag with their feet sinking into the cushion-like floor with every single step. Reaching the end of the hallway, they found themselves in what looked like a ginormous stadium like structure, one that would be used in something like a sports event surrounded by a white dome. But it wasn't just big enough to hold the football field, because it could probably hold a few dozen. 

        Covering the grounds of the stadium was what looked like a small village, completely made out of plush. The houses were all light brown, resembling the design of a mud hut that you would see in Africa or, India, all square in shape but with rounded edges. It almost looked like the Mos Eisley set from star wars. Everyone was in awe at the sheer size of the area, literally everything in sight was made of plush, but even seeing with their own eyes it barely felt real. After the small crowd emerged from the tunnel it slowly closed behind them, sealing itself like an orifice. Everyone including Tuka and Mia we're shocked to see the walls moving by themselves, it looked so alive and made Tuka’s skin crawl. “Earlier… you said the woman's woman fursuit moved like it was alive right?” Tuka asked. "I didn't actually think I was actually onto something.” Mia responded. The cat suit woman stepped in front of the village and turned towards the crowd. “Now then, if everyone can gather around for me I'll explain why we have brought you all here today.” she said holding out her arms playfully. 

        Though un-easy most of the crowd complied, however, a few tried to sneak around the group and into the village hoping to find an escape on their own. This did not go unnoticed by the catsuit woman, as she giggled under her breath while maintaining her playful demeanor. “For starters, I would like to thank you all for being here today! It means so much to us.” she gleamed thankfully. “Hey!” shouted Mia. “You said that we're all here because we like soft and cute things, but what you need us for.” she asked suspiciously. “The cat woman just smiled back, chuckling as she placed her finger over her lips. "I'm glad you asked!” she answered pressing her paws against her cheeks. With that, she squeezed her face, distorting it like a pillow as her head appeared squished. The entire crowd gasped in shock, it was like there was no one inside of the suit. They all just watched in shock and awe the woman just squeezed her entire face like as it just all cotton. Releasing her hands from her face, she held her arms up in the air as if showing off. “Ta-Da!” she shouted. “This isn't a suit! I'm what you could call a living plush!” 

        The entire crowd was speechless, unable to process what they have just seen. Even Tuka and Mia were lost for words. "This is has got to be a dream right?” Tuka whispered. Mia didn't even know how to respond despite this, she wasn't alarmed and either was Tuka. “Well… A plush wouldn't want to hurt us right?" she asked. The cat woman blushed, wiggling her hips as she giggled at the crowd. 

“Awww… you’re all speechless at how cute I am! ❤️" she wink placing her finger on her lips. "Well in that case, you love the contestants!” she begin pointing behind them next to where they had entered. Suddenly, a large portion of the stadium wall began retracting into the floor like a large hanger door, as the sound of shifting fabric filled the stadium. Neatly set up in a straight line behind the door was a huge stash of large plushies of all shapes and sizes. Some of them were stuffed animals, some of them had an anthropomorphic design, some looked toon-like, and some even looked like food. They were all incredibly cute and uniquely crafted, but then to everyone's surprise, they all started moving. All the young men and women frozen in utter disbelief, as of the gaggle of cute toys slowly approached them. Making their way out of out of the doorway, the plushes gathered behind the human crowd in a half circle. 

        The stuffed toys started murmuring amongst each other, giggling and ogling the small human crowd as if they were at a pet store. But the humans have no idea how to react, no one knew whether they should be frightened, or amazed. “This has got to be a dream.” thought Tuka. It was one of those moments where despite seeing it happening, your brain just has no idea how to process it. What's more, the plushes greatly outnumbered them, by almost twice their numbers by looks of it. It was like looking at the world's most animated toy store self. Then out the corner of his eyes, he thought he saw one of the plushes waving in his direction. Tuka turned to see who it was, he didn't look in time, and there were so many different plushes in so many shapes and sizes he couldn’t tell which one it was. Could he have imagined it? “Well… that’s it. I’ve been studying too much.” Grumbled Mia. “I’m probably sleeping through my alarm right now.” With that she gently slapped her hands against her cheeks in an attempt to wake herself up, only making her cheeks rather sore. Tuka also began to assume that he was just experiencing some crazy dream, then again if it were a dream, he wouldn't be questioning it. 

        After the crowd had gotten a good look at the plushes, the cat girl continued her bubbly speech. "I hope you like our contestants, they’ve been looking forward to meeting you and hope to find a good life long friend to fill their needy hearts with love and affection. ❤️” she announced. “Wait!” Tuka interrupted. "You kidnapped us for a Match maker?” In response the bunny just giggled. “More or less. You see, us plushes live off love. As long as we can feel someone's love, we can stay animated. Heck, for a while we could even live off love second-hand without getting it directly.” The cat woman then sighed with a somber look on her face. "But in recent years, there just isn't enough love in the world for us to thrive as we once did. It’s as if most humans just don't have as much love to give nowadays. And even if humans like that do have love, it's overshadowed by their negative emotions. And who wants to live with a person like that?” she ranted. Realizing how nearly speechless both crowds were, she paused for a moment taking a deep breath as she pulled herself together.

        “Ehem… Unfortunately, many of our friends have been so deprived of love that ended up turning into regular plushes again.” The humans in the crowd including Tuka and Mia, nearly gasp in response, what this scared at what this implied. “Turning back into a regular plush, is that the same is dying for them?” Tuka asked. "I’m not sure, she says it like they can’t turn back.” she answered. "If we plushes are to survive, we have to find people who have real love to offer us. Humans like yourselves for example.” she smiled pointing to the audience. "Receiving direct love from humans is now our only option, and thus is why you’re all here." Looking back at the group of plushies, the humans were unable to hide their concern, the very thought of anyone dying from lack of love was just upsetting for everyone. “Awww… It's nice to know you all care so much. But keep in mind, their job tonight is for them to catch you.” Shocked, conversations stirred among the group of humans, once again becoming wary of their situation. "That's right, you have to give these a lovely plushies she's a run for their money as you play a game of cat and mouse in this lovely set we made for you all!” she giggled, pulling a green flag from behind her as she held it in the air with a mischievous smile.             

        Mia pulled at Tuka’s sleeve looking flustered. “We're the prizes of some kind of weird contest, should we run?” she asked. Tuka looked over at the cat woman who was grinning cheek to cheek. “I don’t know…” he answered nervously. "Now please give them a good challenge, after all love has to be earned right? And you do want to be caught by a plush who fits your interest right?” With that, she wave the green flag in a circle. “GO!” Without wasting a moment, all of the plushes bolted towards the crowd of humans at full speed, gunning for whatever humans that caught their eye. Seeing the living toys running at them them like a stampede Tuka, Mai and the rest of the crowd became spooked as they instinctually made a break for the plush town. Determined to take any human they could get their hands on, some of the plushes went after the slower humans, who unfortunately fell behind has a were swallowed up into the mob of clingy plushes. 

        One was pounced on by a lioness plush, pinned to the soft ground under her heavy body as she greeted him with a few playful licks. A girl was rolled over by a rice ball plush with a happy face, who was sucked into its fluffy expanse up to her neck until she was in encased its warmth, forced to nuzzle the clingy happy food. And another young man was scooped up by an anthro owl plush woman wearing a T-shirt and shorts. Grabbing him off the ground with her soft velvet claws, she pulled him up to her chest and hugged him in her soft fluffy wing before making a soft landing on the ground. None of the other humans's even looked back, as they poured into the streets of the plush city. Some made a break for the alleyways, some tried to hide in the houses and others just kept running with no direction whatsoever. But now, instead of just going for the slower or easier prices to catch, the plushes chased after the ones they had their eyes set on. 

        The plushes and humans began to scatter across the town, the cutesy game of cat-and-mouse finally began. Sticking together, Tuka and Mia ran down one of the streets along with some of the other fleeing humans before breaking off into one of the alleys in hopes of losing some of their pursuers. Tuka stopped and turned around to see if the plushes had followed them, until Mia tugged on his shirt from behind. “This way!” she said as she began climbing into one of the nearby hut windows. the opening and no glasses speak of, just like all the other houses in the area allowing her to jump in. Hearing the swarm of plushes approaching, he followed after her climbing into the window. The room was very dark, with only the artificial light of the stadium illuminating the room through the window. Before either of them could get comfortable, they heard soft approaching footsteps from the alley. Looking at each other in a panic, they both hid underneath the window.  Heather pursuer passed by, they could see what looked like an anthropomorphic humanoid shape, with incredibly long ears floppy ears in the slender figure. It looked like some kind of dog or bunny, but before either of them could get a good look, their pursuer had passed. 

        After waiting a few moments, they both looked out the window, relieved to find no one. Yeah it was completely silent, and they could only hear the sound of running the far distance, along with what sounded like loud and giggling. Tuka let out and exhausted sigh, as Mia slumped down onto the floor. Tuka paced back-and-forth as they maintained a brief silence, unsure how to process their situation. They were with what looked like a plush living room, with a comfy sofa in the center, and a soft coffee table of it. “Maybe if we stay here long enough, the competition will end and they'll let us go home." Mia spoke up. Still pacing, Tuka took a few moments to respond in anxious silence. “But, if one of these plushes catches us, what will happen?” he asked. Mia looked at the soft floor as if it was a void. “I don’t know,  they said the plushes want to keep us, maybe they’ll keep us as pets or something.” she answered.

        “Ohhh, You humans mean so much more to us than simple pets." echoed a deep feminine voice. Startled, Mia sat back up as they both looked around the room for the source of voice, but they couldn't see anyone. “We seek simply what all humans wish to find, companionship. ❤️" the voice said. Turning around, they both saw a what appeared to be the head of a light brown plush fox poking out from the far side of the wall. It wore a dominant smile on its face, giggling as it ogled the two shocked humans. What it did next shocked them, it stepped out of the wall like a portal, permeating through the soft plushy surface like it was water. Surprising them further was the foxes large size, it was least four times bigger than normal fox, but even stranger was its nine large fluffy tails made up of silky faux fur. Slender and sleek despite its size, its proportions were accurate to that of a normal fox, from the fluffy mane coving it’s chest, to its slender but powerful looking legs, it looked so elegantly crafted that it almost looked like a real fox. It gracefully stepped it's way between the Mia and Tuka, swinging it's many tails side to side as if showing off, wanting to impress and awe the speechless young humans. 

        Turning her attention towards Mia, the plush fox stepped towards her with a curious look, each step of her four legs so graceful they barely made a sound. Mia backed up against the wall as the fox be an sniffing at her, her t-shirt catching the foxes eye. "I love your fennec shirt." the fox complemented with a playful smile. Without warning the fox brushed her head against frightened human, nuzzling her with a flirty giggle. “I take it you like foxes too?” she asked. Mia was weary, but she couldn't  say no. The young woman adored foxes as much as she loved fennecs, and though the large talking plush fox was a bit frightening, she loved how gentle it was while nuzzling her. The fabric of the plushes body was incredibly soft and silky, practically gliding across her face as the fox continued cuddling her. “I think I’d like to take you.” the fox whispered, with a subtle giggle. "We can get know each other once we are alone.” Tuka then proceeded to grab at one of the foxes tails, hoping to pull the large plush away from Mia. But in retaliation, the tails quickly converged on him, wrapping around every inch of his body. “Hey - Mmph!" With that, Tuka found himself cocooned him in the expanse of endless of her fluffy tails. Everything went dark, his ears assaulted by the sound of rustling fur as he was cuddled from every conceivable angle.

        The large fluffy tails had coiled around Tuka like a bunch of snakes, restraining him completely while submerging him and comfortable darkness. The young man could barely move, the foxes tales were so large and plushy it felt like wrapped up in a banquet of pillows. Any movement he made would only be absorbed by his plushy surroundings. Becoming frightened, he let out a muffled whimper in his helplessness. But then, the foxes tails suddenly began shifting and squirming around him, moving against his body in restrictive but gentle motion. Stroking back-and-forth around his arms and legs, squeezing his shoulders, and rubbing his belly, as if it was massaging him. Calming down, he found his predicament surprisingly relaxing. The foxes tails weren't crushing him or restraining him as much as they were cuddling him. "Mmmm…” he moaned, nearly closing his eyes in comfort. Suddenly, the tails began unraveling from his head as he was brought himself face-to-face with the mischievous plush fox. 

        "Awww, don’t be jealous boy, someone will come for you in due time.” the fox giggled, unraveling her tales from his body as she gently eased him onto the soft couch. “Now then…” with that she turned towards Mia, who still appeared somewhat wary of the mischievous plush. The fox then stuck her head underneath Mia’s belly, before promptly lifting the young woman onto her back. Before she could get off, the Fox jumped into the nearest wall and disappeared, taking Tuka’s classmate with her. Quickly jumping off the couch he ran towards the wall and pushed against it, hoping to pursue the giant fox, but he quickly stopped once he came to his senses. Now he was alone, his friend had been  taken by one of the pushes right in front of him and he couldn't stop it. It's still felt unreal, like he was having a bizarre dream. Tuka turned around and sat back on the couch, staring at the floor for what felt like minutes as he contemplated his situation. Lost in his thoughts, eventually realized that he couldn’t just sit there feeling sorry for himself.

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        "If the fox was able able to find us here, it won't be long before someone finds me as well.” he thought to himself. Slowly getting up from the couch, he suddenly heard some soft rustling from the open window. Tuka turned to see a large cuddly-looking plush panda leaning into the open window with an eager but adorable smile. It’s cute beady eyes shined and glimmered from the black spots on its face, and it wore a small blue ribbon atop its head along with a magenta apron-like dress. With only a slightly anthropomorphic form, it appeared as large as it was cuddly, giving off a gentle and motherly demeanor. "I finally found one!” the panda shouted excitedly. Not willing to give himself up, Tuka immediately ran deeper into the house hoping to find an exit. “Wait!” the panda pleaded, sounding desperate with a hint of sadness in her voice. Tuka didn't look back, running down a short hallway toward what he could only assume was the front door. It didn't have a handle, so he pushed himself against it, opening it as he wound up in one of the main streets of the authentic plush town. Closing the door behind him, Tuka scanned his surroundings, relieved that there was no one in sight. The street was completely empty, but he could hear the faint sound of people giggling and laughing in the distance. 

     It was incredibly eerie, Tuka felt like he was in a ghost town. Even more unsettling was the lack of an echo in the distant giggling, probably insulated by all of the plush surroundings. But then, Tuka heard some rustling to his right, it was the plush panda. Instead of following him through the house she came back through the alley. “Wait… please…” the panda pleaded, looking weary. Tuka wasn't going to take any chances, getting ready to bolt in the opposite direction. “Please, don’t be afraid! I’m a big plush, I’m not as fast as the other contestants. I couldn’t chase you if I wanted to.” she panted looking as if she was ready to fall to her knees. The young kept his guard up, but was surprised at the plushes fatigue, could stuffed animals even get tired? As if to answer his question the panda sat down, accompanied by a long defeated sigh. “What’s wrong?” Tuka asked sounding concerned. "I just can’t do it.” she sighed. “Pandas like me are the slowest plushes around, I couldn’t even catch up to the more slower contestants before they were snatched up by someone else.” Tuka kept his guard up, but he couldn’t help but feel a little sorry for the sad-looking panda, as the frown on her innocent face was something he couldn’t ignore. 

        “So what will happen if you can’t catch a human when this is over?” he asked. The plush panda looked back up at him with her adorable beady eyes, making his heart skip a beat. "It’s not like it’s a death sentence if we don’t catch a human, but… I just want someone to hug.” she sniffed. "I’ve tried approaching some of the other humans that were hiding a lot more carefully, even saying hi as to not spook them, but they’d just run away at the sight of me.” the panda began rubbing her eyes, despite there being no tears on her face. "Humans are just so warm, and hugging one just makes me feel so happy. I want someone who can make me feel that happy warmth whenever they need it too.” she said looking at the soft ground. Against his better judgment, Tuka slowly approached the panda, and kneeled down to look her in the eyes. 

        “If... you want, I can give you a hug.” Tuka said hesitantly, as he looked the other way. The panda plush looked up for a brief moment attempting to hide her pleased smile. “You mean it?” she asked. Nodding in response, Tuka slowly walked towards her but letting his guard down in the process. Then when he was close enough, the panda quickly sat up, practically lunging at the young man with her arms outstretched. Though taken by surprise, Tuka jumped to the side as the panda bellyfloped on the soft ground, completely missing our target. Looking disappointed, the panda quickly got back on her feet before fixing her magenta apron. "I thought you were tired!" Tuka scolded, scrambling to his feet. “I wasn’t lying! I really do just want someone to love and cuddle! Please don’t run away!” she pleaded, holding her arms out. Tuka stepped away cautiously, she wasn't just lonely, she was needy. "Just… Give me a hug!” she said, sprinting in his direction. With that, Tuka ran in the opposite direction heading towards one of the nearby alleyways, hearing the heavy footsteps of the panda close behind him. She wasn't slow at all, in fact she seemed to be keeping pace with him despite the short length of her legs. 

        Realizing that he could not outrun her, Tuka figured the best way lose the panda was to throw her off his trail and hide. Running into the closest house, he hoped that she would be unable to fit through the doors. The panda just smiled confidently, almost amused at his attempts to lose her. But suddenly, she tripped, tumbling just as she entered the house, only to slam into one of the soft plushy walls inside. Though dizzy, she managed to get up, only to find herself in what looked like a maze rather then a house. Each door only let to another door, some leading to a corner only to lead to another door. And though she could hear the young man's footsteps, she couldn’t tell which direction they were coming from. Afraid of getting lost in the maze, the panda walked back to the entrance. Strangely, she couldn't find she had stubbled on, which was weird because it felt like someone had intentionally tripped her. It couldn't have been the human she was chasing, but she couldn't see anyone else around, perhaps she actually tripped over her own feet like a klutz? Taking a deep sigh, she sat back down next to the door, accepting that she would never catch the human she had her eye on. Then, her ears shot up when she heard a subtle slithering giggle, and looked up just in time to see a long black tail disappearing into a dark corner of the corridors. Something was making its way deeper into the maze. 

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            Meanwhile, Tuka was already deep inside the maze, which was much darker then the other rooms he had been in. Honestly was so dark he could barely make out his surroundings, only recognizing doors and passageways you could walk down. Soon he was sure that he had lost his needy pursuer, but now it was a matter of escaping from the maze himself. Following his gut, he continued walking through any door he felt kept him going in a straight line. But the farther he went the more lost he felt, eventually he stopped walking altogether and sat down. “Maybe if I stay here until the end of the competition, no one will find me in this cluster.” he thought to himself. But then has of the world had to prove him wrong, he heard a slithering giggle nearby. Shocked, he looked around to see who was there, but he saw nothing. Just when he thought his mind is playing tricks on him, he heard again but much closer. Turning around, he saw a what looked like large black tail scooting past one of the doors, sending a shiver down his spine. With that, he got back up and ran as fast as he could, not even caring where his legs took him. But without warning, he suddenly tripped over something put felt like a large bump of some kind, as he entered one of the passages. 

        Before he could get up, Tuka felt something large and soft slithering around his legs, coiling him up to his waist. "Wha-AAH!” he was then lifted up above the floor, as he found himself hanging up upside down. “Caught you…” said a deep slithering voice. Tuka became disoriented as the blood rush to his head, but he could see a dark silhouette sliding up to him feeling the many rooms with the sound of shuffling fabric. “I was hoping someone would get lost in this maze… makesss it easier for me when my prey can't escape.” Tuka’s assailant giggled. The voice sounded male, but its tone was surprisingly soothing. It sounded like a serpent of some kind. Unable to muster a comeback, Tuka shivered with unease as the tail began tightening around his legs to better secure him. “You wouldn't have been able to escape, I studied this stadium inside and out days before the competition even started, even the places I wasn't supposed to be. You were mine the second you step into this maze.” the dark figure leaded in closer, practically breathing over Tuka’s face with the warm smell of fresh fabric. “Seeing as you have no place to go, why don't you tell me a bit about yourself?” The serpent asked in a friendly voice.

        Too afraid to answer, Tuka only felt dizzier as he stared into the dark silhouette speechless. “Oh how silly of me! We can't get acquainted in the dark... Let's go outside. With that, the dark figure slithered away, carrying the dazed Tuka with him. After a few twists and turns, the snake brought Tuka to a larger room with a skylight, and allowing Tuka to better see his captor as he was finally flipped right side up. It was a giant dark grey plush cobra, more than large enough to completely cocoon him in its coils. It had large innocent looking eyes riddled with mischievous intent, two small velvet fangs hanging from the top of it’s friendly smile, and cloud-like patterns on the inside of his hood. It looked surprisingly cuddly despite it’s size. "Up you go.” the serpent whispered. With little warning, Tuka was flung up into the air through the skylight, before landing on the roof. Completely unharmed, Tuka was baffled, as the soft pliable surface had completely cushioned his fall, as if he had landed into a marshmallow. Sitting up, his hands and feet practically sank into the floor of the roof, making it hard for him to move. It almost felt like the plushy surface was absorbing all of his movements like a giant floor of memory foam, it was nothing like the ground he had been standing on before. 

        "Ahhhh… Better… It was so stuffy in there!” the snaked chuckled, slinging onto the roof with him. To Tuka’s surprise, the plush had no trouble maneuvering along the foamy surface, slithering his way towards him nonchalantly with no difference. Tuka tried to stand up, the floor only absorbed his weight causing him to fall backwards. Feeling humiliated, all he could do was look up at cobra as it loomed over him with an amused smile. "Comfy?” the plush giggled. Letting out a deep sigh, Tuka gave up his hopes of escape, allowing himself to relax in the roofs squishy surface. Though he couldn't lie, it felt like he was resting on the world's softest bed. With his prey right where he wanted, the snake began wrapping its tail around tuka, starting from his legs and traveling up to his chest. Within a few moments Tuka found  himself completely cocooned in the cobras tail, wrapped up and secured as if he was a burrito. The coils felt different from last time, rather than just holding him, it felt like the snake was snuggling him. Squeezed from head to toe, the snake began rubbing him in a few place is as if to tease him.  

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        It almost felt like he was trapped in a living sleeping bag, the plush was going out of his way to rub all of his most tense and sensitive spots. "You’re so tenssssse. You must work reeeeeally hard.” the cobra said, his smooth voice rolling of his silky tongue. With that, he felt the end of his tail slither underneath his head, cradling the back of his noggin like a pillow. The snake then leaned in closer, wearing a warm smile as he teasingly licked the tip of Tuka’s nose. “When’s the last time you slept? you look so tired." The plush then used his the tip of his tail to stroke the top of Tuka’s head, slowly blinking at him in a flirty manner. Completely wrapped up and unable to run away, Tuka could only lay there and accept the Cobras comforting hold. "Comfy isn’t it…” he hummed hypnotically. “My body is naturally warm, and I can change the texture of my pillowy body when need be. For example, I can make it feel like cotton.” Suddenly, he felt the surrounding coils become puffier, and more squishy, literally giving the cobra plush the consistency of an actual pillow. “Or… even memory foam.” With that, the snake’s body became more flexible, heavier, even molding to Tuka’s bod body as the surrounding coils pressed against him while also accommodating his shape. 

        “Just let me know what you like best, I could embrace your body in whatever way you would like. ❤️” he giggled. Tuka, who was doing his best not to whimper in comfort, looked back at the cobra, nearly losing himself in his mischievous eyes. “If you allow me to take you, I could snuggle you like this every night.” the cobra slithered, nuzzling the side of Tuka’s face. As tempting has the cobra's offer was, Tuka just puffed out his cheeks in a grumpy protest. Even though the cobras' embrace was indeed comfy, he didn't like the idea of surrendering himself like this. “Now now…” the cobra chuckled raising his head above the human while spreading and wiggling out the sides of his hood. “How about you relaaaaax and think it overrrrrrr.” Before Tuka could respond, he suddenly found himself unable to look away from the cloud-like patterns decorating the cobras hood. It looked like the clouds were moving, swaying around as if the wind was taking them away. “Thatssssss right… just look at the clouds…” Tuka did just that, looking at the beautiful cloudy patterns as everything else around him started spinning. He could feel himself sinking into the plushy coils, watching the clouds float by as the coiling cushions continued to massage him. He felt dizzy, no... drowsy as his eyesight grew fuzzy. Tuka was closing his eyes… He was falling asleep… 

        Watching the human falling to his hypnotic trance the cobra smiled triumphantly. All of his patience had finally paid off, and he had finally captured a human of his very own, one he could hug, snuggle, and spoil with unconditional love for days to come. “Yesssssssss… You’re mine now…” the cobra giggled, kissing the side of Tuka’s cheek. But just then a loud echoing click could be heard throughout the stadium, it sounded like an intercom. “Hello, all you lovely contestants!” the cat girl's voice announced. Unamused, the cobra ignored the announcer and continued nuzzling his captive "It seems many of our plushes are having trouble catching those slippery humans, so I think it's time we spice things up!” The cobra disregarded the bothersome announcement, once again waving his cloud patterned hood above his sleepy captive to finish his work. But then, he saw something strange out of the corner of his eye, pulling his attention away from the captured human. In the distance, he saw several large objects approaching from the far side of the stadium. At first glance, they looked like large spheres, bouncing down the streets and hopping over the small huts and houses like basketballs. But then as they grew closer, he realized that they were looked like giant pillows. 

        They were giant round plushes, jumping and hopping around the town like rubber balls, probably meant as some kind of obstacle. They didn't look dangerous, but the cobra didn't want to take any risks. He stopped is hypnotizing dance, and slithering towards the sun roof, bringing the drowsy human with him. But just then, he looked to his right, and and saw one the balls was headed right for them. It must have bounced ahead of the rest, hopping from the street and descending upon them both. In a moment of pure reactionary fear, the cobra flinched, unraveling his coils from the Tuka, as sphere landed right on top the dazed human. Almost as quickly as it came, the ball bounced away. “Phew… that was quite the scare." the cobra said to himself, but when he looked back to check on the boy… he was gone. Panicked, he looks back at the spear that was bouncing away going to see the head of the drowsy human disappearing into its soft expanse, as if it was absorbing him into its mass. The cobras the cobra soft plushy heart sank as he watch the ball disappear into the distance with his former catch.

        "NO! That’s not FAIR! I CAUGHT him…" the Cobra whined, slithering to the edge of the soft roof. With a sad frown, and his hood drooping below his head, he looked down at the ground and made his way back to the open sunroof. Filled with regret, and a sinking heart, he curled up onto the floor of the dark maze, like a depressed cinnamon roll. If plushes could cry, the cobra would be making a river.  

        Tuka, still dazed and barely half awake, was grinning blissfully as a soft warm expanse washed over him. Still only able to see the flowing patterns of the hypnotic cobra, it felt as if he was floating amongst the clouds. The bright sun warmed him up, as the air gently breezed over his body, it felt like he was in literal heaven. The cloud below him pressed against his back and squeezed around him, as if hugging him all over, prompting a comforting whimper to escape his lips. Sinking deeper and deeper, the cloud continued wrapping around Tuka as if he was laying on a bean bag. Tempted to close his eyes, Tuka relaxed as the cloud continued to take him into its embrace. Taking a deep sigh the puffy cloud enveloped him completely. Everything around him became a white fluffy expanse, shifting his body among the soft cloudy interior, feeling it rub against his skin like soft silk. Tuka felt like he was inside a giant pillow, feeling so warm and fuzzy as the surrounding sea of fluff rubbed against him. It was a heavenly massage that he could've only dreamed of. But then, he realized the cloud started getting darker and darker, as if the light was fading from his surroundings. “Is the sun going down? Is a storm coming?” he thought himself, his surroundings turning from gray to pitch black. "I have to get out of here!” Afraid that he could end up in the middle of the storm, he tried squirming his way out of the cloud, but he found that he could barely move.  

        Any movement he made would be absorbed by his surroundings, as if he was enveloped by soft foam, it barely felt like a cloud anymore. “I can't get out of this cloud! How did I get into this mess?” Then he ceased his squirming, taking a second think about where he was. “Wait a minute… how did I get here?” Settling down, he remembered how the snuggly cobra had caught him, wrapping him up and gently cuddling him until he'd fallen into a dazed half-sleep. Calmly examining his surroundings, his common sense returned to him, realizing that he wasn't actually inside a cloud, but trapped a giant a pillow of some kind. “Did the snake eat me?!?” he thought. Once again he began squirming frantically, trying to find an opening of some kind to escape. “Hey! Let me out!” he demanded, but was met with no response. With that, he continued trying to squirm free but still to no avail. Tuka couldn't even tell what was up or down, his spacial awareness limited to only the soft plush pressing against him. It almost felt like he was spinning, his orientation changing with every second. For all he knew he could still be half-asleep, coiled up in the cobras soft tail, either way… he was trapped. Seeing how hopeless his situation was, Tuka’s stopped struggling, allowing the soft expanse of the surrounding plush to take him wherever it was bringing him.  

        But then, he felt a sudden jolt in his orientation, causing his belly to drop as the inside of his prison wobbled around like pudding. Once he got his bearings back, he realized his surroundings had come to a complete stop, he was no longer moving. Then, something grabbed onto his right arm, whatever it was, it had large digits and had a firm but gentle grip on him. Before he knew it, he could feel his entire body being pulled through the plushy surroundings, it was a tight squeeze, but someone was pulling him out. Finally, he was yanked out of the plush, blinded by the out bright stadium lights as he was gently held in a bridal carry by two large soft arms. When his eyes finally just into the bright light, Tuka realized that he was being held by a cute sporty looking anthropomorphic plush bunny. With her button nose only slightly elongated from her like face, she had light brown cotton skin like milk chocolate, with a silky lighter tone of cotton going from her neck down. What's more, she had long fluffy ears that drooped down behind her slightly and wore looked like an athletic nylon sports bra. "I finally found you.” she said with a satisfying tone in her cute voice, bringing Tuka closer to her face. 

        Though a bit unsteady from his experience in the ball, Tuka’s eye’s found themselves drawn to the athletic-looking bunny. Not only did Tuka find her cute, but there was something familiar about her. The bunny's smile was confident and attractive, mischievous but alluring, and strangely compelling. Something about her just kept him admiring her. Shaking off his dizziness, he looked at his surroundings, finding himself on the other roof next to a large plush ball. Not knowing how he got there, he looked back at the sporty bunny who was still holding up from under his arms. “What happened to me?” Tuka asked. The bunny let out a proud chuckle with an accomplished grin. “You were snatched up by one of these giant bouncing plushes." she explained. “Apparently they were made to give us a bigger challenge, by enveloping humans, and limiting the number of options for us plushes to catch.” Leaning in closer, she touched her nose against his in a flirty manner. “Good thing I got to you in time, I’ve had my eye on you for far too long to let you slip from my fingers.” she whispered, fluttering her eyelashes at him. 

        Tuka's chest grew warm and fuzzy, as her flirty tendency towards him gave him butterflies, his cheeks getting rosy at the sight of her. Strangely, the Young man didn't mind the way she held him, he didn't even feel like running away, like he did the other plushes. It was like her presence calmed him, like some instinctual form of trust he had for the strange bunny. “You know me?” Tuka asked. The bunny placed him down on the plushy rooftop, his feet sinking into the surface before finding his balance. Now that he was on his feet, he realized that she was almost a foot taller than him, Tuka had to look up at her just to make eye contact. "I could never forget you, I see you pass my window every day.” she said bending down to his level. The young man's eyes slowly widened as he thought back to the hobby shop he would always pass by. The plush bunny looked remarkably like the toy he saw in the window. Her color scheme, her sporty looking outfit, ears, and even eyes reminded him of it. Interrupting his thoughts, the plush put her hands on his cheeks and teasingly gave his face a Smoosh. “So you do remember me.” she said looking him in the eyes. 

        “Now tell me, why didn’t you buy me?” she asked curiously. “Buy?” he asked, a bit slow to understand what she meant. “I've been on that shelf for as long as I can remember, I was hand-sewn together and put up for sale, but nobody bought me.” she said, a small hint of sadness in her voice. Eventually, I was placed in the window on display, ever since then I've been watching other toys being taken home by happy children and hobbyists, but no one ever gave me a second look… Until you started walking by.” Suddenly, she dropped him back onto the plushy surface of the roof, landing on his back as he sank into the memory foam surface. before he could get back up, the bunny crawled over him on her hands and knees, looming above him with a smug but alluring grin. "I’ve been watching you, every single day for the past a few months you'd always turn your head in my direction even if only for a moment to look at me. You were the only one to consistently acknowledge my presence.” she said, stroking the back of her hand against his cheek. Tuka’s heart began beating faster and faster, unable to resist the sporty bunny’s seductive teasing like he did the rest of the plushes. 

        The way she loomed over him, with the addition of her gentle demeanor and attractive personality, the bunny seemed more seductive than the other plushes he met. "I've seen the look on people's faces when they want something when they walk in and out of the shop I was placed in. You had that look on your face whenever you saw me.” Leaning in closer, she looked him straight in the eye. “Were you embarrassed at the thought of walking out of the shop with a stuffed bunny?” she asked. For a moment Tuka looked away, unable to look her in the eye. The human was just too ashamed to answer, he wanted to buy that plush for so long, but couldn't muster the courage to admit it. And now facing the plush as a person made it even more difficult to confess. With that, she gently placed her hand back on his cheek and drew his attention back to her. “Well… What about now?" she asked. Tuka looked back at he adorable alluring face, losing himself in her eyes once again. "I'm still plush, I can’t change that. But would you be embarrassed about being around a woman like me?”

        Taking a nervous swallow, Tuka finally found himself able to respond. “I wasn’t… Embarrassed…” he stuttered, turning his head to the side again for a brief moment. “Well… I was, but not of you.” Taking a moment to reflect, he looked back into the eyes of the bunny, his cheeks still rosy from being so close to the adorable plush. “It's just, being a boy, and walking into a toy store asking to buy something cute…” Before he could finish, the bunny let out a soft squeal under her breath, her smile curling up mischievously as eyes squinted at him. “Ohhhhh?” she giggled, her smile now rather smug. "I get it now.” Wrapping her arms around him, the bunny sat back up and pulled him against her soft chest, nuzzling his head underneath her chin. “You were just nervous.” she cooed, one hand wrapped around his back, and the other stroking the top of his head like he was a pet. 

        Tuka was blushing ear to ear while the bunny gently pressed him against her pillowy body, his face practically sinking into her soft chest as if she was a stuffed mochi cushion. Her body felt pleasantly warm, while still maintaining the consistency of soft flexible cotton. The fabric of her sports bra also stretched to accommodate his head as she snuggled him her pillowy cleavage, combined with her soft skin fabric felt incredibly comfortable against his face. No one had ever held him like this, much less a flirty living pillow, it was a completely new feeling for him. Granted, he had found himself in the coils of a clingy snake minutes before, but this felt different. “It’s ok to be nervous, I understand.” she said with a soothing coo in her voice. Not knowing how to react he simply surrendered himself to her. With that, Tuka allowed his head to rest against her, nuzzling into the soft fabric of her spandex top. Rewarding his surrender, she squeezed him even tighter, pulling him closer into her comforting embrace. 

        “So, would mind if I took you home instead?” she proposed, nuzzling her chin against the top of his head. “Take me where?” he asked curiously. “Well since I caught you, it's only fair that I get to take the next step.” she teased. Before he could respond, the bunny scooped his legs up into her arms, allowing her to cradle him like a princess. Tuka let out a nervous “Eep,” comfortably embraced in the arms of the plush. “What are you doing?” Tuka asked. The bunny began walking to the edge of the roof, giving Tuka a triumphant smile. “Well, I’m not going to leave you here and let someone else take you. We're going to the checkpoint where I can claim you as my prize. ❤️” she teased. "W-wait!” Tuka protested nervously. With that, she leaned in closer to his face, giving him a flirty grin as she fluttered her eyelashes. “Now now… I went through so much trouble to get into this competition so I could finally meet you like I am now, so don't be fussy.” she cooed dominantly. 

        Suddenly, she hopped off of the roof, flinging herself and Tuka into the air with her powerful legs. “Woah!” Tuka gasped. The bunny practically flew in the air with her captured human, until she landed on another roof two houses away. The young man had so many questions, but the plush bunny wasted no time running to the other side of the roof, picking up momentum for the next jump. "I watched you walk away so many times through the glass window! And I carelessly yet let you allude to me when this competition started!” she shouted, jumping back into the air. “Now that we're finally together, I won't let you leave my arms!” she smiled looking down at her precious human. Tuka looked back at her, sparking a cozy feeling in his chest, making him feel calm and welcomed. And that that moment the reality really hit him: The bunny that he had wanted for so long, was now carrying him away from the games from which he thought there was no escape. Tuka was so happy, perhaps all this time, he was waiting for her to take him home since he could never muster the courage himself.

        But then, Tuka was snapped out of his blissful state of mind when he saw one of the giant plush balls bouncing toward them mid-jump. It was coming in from the bunny's blind spot on her right, while she was preoccupied looking at her human. Before he could warn her, the giant plush ball smacked into them, knocking Tuka out of her arms as they both fell in different directions. Everything was spinning, Tuka couldn't tell what was up or down, the ceiling and the streets below just became a big blur. The young man hadn’t even the time to process what had happened, nor did was he sure what to think. Once he realized he was falling, Tuka knew that whatever he landed on would make no difference. Even if the surface below was made of plush, one bad landing would still kill him. Be it his back, the top of his head, his legs, the impact would alone be enough to finish him. “I’m going to die…” was the last thing he thought. 

        Finally, he landed flat on his back sinking into an indescribably soft surface, his dissent was instantly slowed to a halt. A bit disoriented it took Tuka a few moments to see straight before he was once again looking at the vast ceiling of the plush dome. “I’m not dead…” what's the first thing he thought. Tuka didn’t feel any pain, and he wasn't in shock. Whenever he had landed on must have completely absorbed the impact this fall. The human slowly sat up as he regained his bearings, he saw that he was on top of some kind of big blue rounded pillow in the center of a town road. To his surprise the surface wobbled with every movement he made, slightly sinking under this weight and keeping him comfortably supported bean bag chair. It felt like he had was sitting on a giant Mochi. "Hewo!” said a cute voice. Tuka looked around, but he couldn't find the source of the voice. “Who?” he asked. Just then, he felt something poking him from behind. Turning around to see what was, he was surprised to see what looked like a big blue tentacle behind him. The tentacle quickly wrapped around his belly, firmly but gently taking hold of him as he was gently lifted off the soft plush. 

        "Woah!” Tuka gasped, taken off guard by the clingy tentacle as it pulled him down the front of its large body. There, he was met with its simple sewed on face looking at him curiously. With two oval-shaped eyes, a cute little smile and two rosy blushes, it looked like a Sanrio toy or one of those digital stickers he had on his phone. Tuka could also get a better look at its form from this angle. It had several large puffy tentacles poking out from underneath its rounded body, each one a lighter shade of blue. Most of its tentacles were subtly tucked away under its half Circular body, which resembled a big soft seamless umbrella. It was like a giant plush jellyfish. In a moment of silence, the jellyfish just stared at him, tilting its face and rotating Tuka’s body around to get a better look at him. “Awe U awight?” the jellyfish asked. Tuka bit his lip trying not to giggle. The way the plush talked was absurdly cutesy, like something out of an anime. Even though the voice was kind of fitting, it was still difficult for the young man to keep a straight face. “I’m alright.” he said unable to hide his smile. 

        “U Suwe?" It asked lifting two of its other two tentacles. “U fewl fewum wewey high uwp.” One of the appendages poked at his face rubbing his cheek, as the other tentacle massaged his arms and legs checking for bruises. Tuka couldn’t help but laugh as the soft tendrils ticked his body, probing him as a doctor would. “hehehe- I’m f-f-f-fine!” Tuka giggled. Complying, the plush stopped rubbing him down but kept poking at his cheek playfully. “Iw’m Gwad.” the Jellyfish smiled, still stroking his cheek like a pet. “U Mewst uf been swo scawred.” The plush then placed another tentacle underneath his legs, allowing him to sit, so he wasn't just dangling above the ground. “It, all just happened really fast.” Tuka replied, surprised at the plushes treatment. Despite its overly cutesy voice, it seems to have a maternal mentality, the way the tentacles handle his body reflecting its protective personality. Tuka began to relax in its arms, enjoying the jellyfish’s gentle treatment. But then, he remembered the bunny had also fallen mid-jump with him, making his heart sink. “Oh no! There was a bunny carrying me when I fell, she may be hurt!” he said looking panicked. 

        "Pwushes cawn’t be huwt siwy.” the jellyfish giggled. “Wewe towo sowft n squwishy.” the plush proceeded to pull Tuka closer, pressing him against the side of its squishy face. “See?” Tuka let out a light comforting whimper as the plush nuzzled him, it was so warm and elastic it felt like he was being hugged by a warm marshmallow. “Shew be fwine.” the plush giggled, keeping him pressed against its face. “Are you sure?” Tuka asked, slightly muffled by the soft surface. “Yesh.” The plush responded, pulling Tuka back in front of its face. “Bwut it dowosn’t mata. Yow’re Mwine Nowo.” it giggled. Tuka just paused, taking a moment to realized what the jelly was implying. “What?" he asked. "I Cawught u siwiy, dat mweans u gwo howme wiwf meh.” the jellyfish winked. The young man began looking flustered, placing his hands on the tentacle holding his waist in protest. "But I was going to go with-" suddenly before he could finish two of the other tentacles began poking at his feet causing him to giggle. 

        "She wost yuu.” the jellyfish said. Tuka began pulling his feet away, unable to hold back his laughter, but the jellyfish quickly wrapped up both of his ankles to keep him still. "N-n-no” Tuka begged, but the Jellyfish didn’t listen, continuing to gently tickle his feet. "Yow're mwine nwo.” it giggled. Wiggling around helplessly, Tuka attempted to push against the tentacles holding onto his midsection but was unable to escape from the frisky plush. “Plehehehese…” the jelly just smiled, watching the young man laugh and struggle with an uncontrollable smile on his face. “Suuuu... wat du yowo say?” the jelly asked. "Iwo stwop if u sway yesh.” Tuka didn't yield, unable to stop thinking about the bunny who had pulled him from the giant plush ball. Unfortunately, he couldn't defend himself against the plushes onslaught of tickles, barely able to wiggle as the pillowy tentacles held him in place. All Tuka could do was endure the playful torture, hoping that the bunny was doing better than he was. “Weow?” the Jelly asked, still waiting for his response.

        Biting his lip, Tuka struggled to control his laughter as he finally mustered a response. “N-n-no!” he said. The jellyfish suddenly stopped tickling him, its expression going blank as its face tilted to the right. "I've been nearly captured by several plushes already, but the only one I want to go home with is the bunny.” he said pausing for a moment, the jellyfish just staring at him blankly, trying to process his answer. “Truth is… I’ve been wanting to take the bunny home with me for a long time, but I never had the courage to. So she came to me instead, and well, I owe it to her.” After a few brief moments, the jelly puffed out its cheeks grumpily, slowly releasing Tuka’s ankles. “Phew…” the human thought. “Look’s like he…. or she understands.” still unsure of the plushes gender. Suddenly he was lifted back to the top of its head, unraveling it's tentacle from Tuka's midsection as he was plopped back onto the soft umbrella. “Hey, what are you doing?" Tuka asked, struggling to stand up. "Hmph!” The jellyfish huffed. 

        Then, Tuka felt the soft surface of the plush sinking beneath him, or rather…. pulling him in. Tuka quickly tried to sit up, but the surface began wrapping around his legs as if grabbing onto him. The mochi plush was engulfing him, sucking him in as his legs quickly disappeared underneath the marshmallowy surface. It was like the jellyfish plush had taken on the consistency of actual jelly while maintaining its pillowy texture. "Wa-wait!” Tuka pleaded, pushing his hands against the soft sinking surface. The jellyfish continued to ignoring him, allowing the young human to defend into its soft umbrella. With his struggles proving fruitless, Tuka was pulled in up to his chest. “Hey, l-look, I'm sure there are other humans in this contest who need your love way more than I do." he said, trying to ease the grumpy plush. “No one said the first human you capture has to be the one you take home right? You'll find someone who appreciates your love soon I promise!” Unfortunately, his words fell on deaf ears. "Nuuu! U stay wiph me.” the plush huffed. Tuka continued sinking into the soft surface the soft material now up to his shoulders his arms finally sinking beneath the marshmallow-like surface.

        “Please! Be reasonable!” Tuka pleaded, with only his neck sticking out of the plush. However, he couldn’t deny that the inside of the plush felt rather pleasant. It was surprisingly comfy, as if he was neck-deep in actual marshmallow. But Tuka didn’t want to become stuck in its pillowy folds, as there was no way he would able to escape this mushy material should he be enveloped completely. “Wai-mph!” Before the young man could udder under another word, half of his face was sucked into the surface, creeping over his head like quicksand. "U Twake a nap!” The jellyfish huffed. With that, the humans disappeared within its soft umbrella. All Tuka could see was the blue surroundings of his new mochi-like prison, it's insides illuminated by the light above like it was actual jelly. Tuka squirmed around within his confines, hoping to push the plushy walls away to make some space. But the soft enclosure only shifted with his movements, keeping him firmly pinned in place while absorbing all of his struggles. “It's stretchy, soft, elastic, I can move but I can't get out!” he thought to himself. Soon after, he ceased his pointless struggles and became completely still.

        After taking a few moments, he realized how comfortable his enclosure was. Rather than being kept in prison, it felt like the jellyfish was hugging him from every conceivable angle. With its flexibility and warm temperature, it was almost like a cozy plush womb. Though hopeless, he knew the jellyfish wouldn't harm him, allowing himself to relax within its confines. Part of him hoped that the bunny would save him again, yanking him out of his plushy prison before jumping away with him in her large but gentle arms. Tuka found himself stuck in that thought, how comfy he felt while being held by her, how mesmerizing her mischievous smile was, and how he just loved being with her in that brief time. And with his soft surroundings pressing against him, he could easily imagine being hugged by her again. Closing his eyes, Tuka loosened up, surrendering himself to the jellyfish and drifting away with his thoughts. Crossing its tentacles, the jelly plush smugly puffed its cheeks, still looking grumpy. “Hmph… Hew wuv me ewentuawey." 

      Closing its eyes, the jellyfish contracted the stuffing around Tuka, increasing pressure on his body ensuring that he couldn’t climb out. Feeling triumphant, the plush relaxed holding its occupant snug and secured within its body. But just as it was about to relax, the plush heard something fluttering overhead, it sounded like a large pair of flapping wings. Before The jellyfish could look up, what could only be described as a pair of plushy claws snagged onto its squishy umbrella. "Oomph!” the jellyfish grunted. The talons reached deep within its body, pulling the human out from its body before flying off. The jellyfish jiggled around in place, dazed with little to no time to process what had just happened. “Wha-wha-wut?” it stuttered, patting the top of its umbrella with its tentacles. Feeling the top of the head, the jellyfish realized that the human was no longer trapped inside its umbrella, sending it into a panic. 

      “Mwoy huwun!” the jellyfish yelped reaching its tentacles upwards, but it was too late. The flying plush was already out of sight, taking the human with it. With its simple face drooping into a depressed frown, all the jellyfish could do was look at the dome above, hoping to at least catch a glimpse of its stollen prize, slumping it’s mochi-like body, in defeat. But then, two large paws snatched at its face, snapping the plush out of its depressed state. “Womhp.” the jelly groaned, it's cheeks smushed together. It was a sporty looking plush bunny, looking mad and out of breath. “Where’s my boy?” she asked. 

     By now, Tuka was high in the air, dangling above the town with two large plushy claws laced onto both of his arms. Unable to look at the ground without getting nauseous, he tightly closed his eyes, only listening to the large powerful wings as they flapped in the air. Suddenly, the claws released him, sending him into a panic for a brief moment before landing on another soft surface. Relieved, Tuka opened his eyes, he had landed on another plush roof consisting of memory foam. This roof was a few stories taller than all the surrounding plush buildings, by now, being wary of heights he didn't even think twice about trying to climb down. “You were almost jellyfish food, are you alright?” a femininely friendly voice said behind him followed up by the sound of shifting fabric. “What now?” Tuka thought, looking behind him. 

     There stood an elegant voluptuous owl plush woman, covered in dark fluffy fabric, with a soft white underbelly, and a figure that honestly made his heart skip a beat. Anthropomorphic in shape, she had large wings for arms, fluffy but powerful-looking grey legs with large soft talons for feet. Though human in shape, her head was mostly owl-like with a stoic expression, with beautiful dark eyes, and white fabric around her face. The white fabric covering her belly also went up to her voluptuous fluffy chest, which stood out among her alluring features like a comfy pillow. With a silly giggle, she put her wing up to her face, covering her modest beak. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to frighten you, panicked when I saw jellyfish eat you.” she said playfully, slowly stepping towards him. Tuka gulped nervously looking up at his new savior, she was much taller than him, like the other plushes before her. Once she was close to him she leaned down over him, placing her wings behind her back while pumping out up her voluptuous chest in a flirty position.        

        “The moment I saw you in danger, I just wanted to swoop in and take you away. And don’t worry, the plush balls won’t reach us up here.” she said with a smile. Tuka looked away, struggling not to stare at her puffy chest, unable to hide his nervous face. “I’m ok, t-thank you.” he stuttered. The owl woman looked upon him with wide doting eyes, putting her wings up to her cheeks excitedly. “Ohhh? You’re nervous!” she cooed. Without warning, she wrapped her wings around him, scooping him off of the plushy floor and into her fluffy fluttery arms. “Whoa!” Tuka yelped in surprise. Before he knew it, he was cradled up against the owls' voluptuous breasts, cushioning his body like a couple of cotton pillows. “So cute!” she giggled, squeezing him tight in her hug. Though surprised, Tuka felt comfortable in her arms, supporting and cushioning his weight surprisingly well in her soft-looking wings. Whiled cradle, she allowed the human to lay his head upon her soft chest, as he blushed ear to ear. With her soft wings and hello pillowy chest, it almost felt like he was tucked up into bed rather than being held in a woman's arms.

        "This is why I love humans, they can never hide when they're nervous or happy.” she chuckled nuzzling his her beak against the top of his head. Tuka didn’t resist, allowing her to snuggle him in her arms as she pampered him like a prince. “Why are all these plushes so touchy?” Tuka thought. "H-hey…” he said. The woman stopped her nuzzling and looked him in the eyes. “Yes?” the plush asked, tilting her head curiously. “Why do plushes love humans so much? You all seem to want to snuggle me at first sight.” Tuka asked. The owl woman kept him in her arms, giving him a warm grin. “It’s true, it's a plush's nature to love humans. But in the case of this contest, it's not all that simple.” she explained. "What do you mean?” asked Tuka. The owl woman sat down in a lotus position, keeping her wings underneath the human while lowering him down into her lap. "You see, before every contest, we're given a profile on each human contestant, with a with the synopsis on their history and personality.” 

        Tuka just looked at her in awe. “They even have profiles on us?” Tuka asked. “Yep, only humans who are deemed nice and deserving of love are chosen for events like these. So we're not just chasing humans at random, we specifically choose which ones we're interested in.” the owl winked. “And you…  were one of those cuties I just couldn't resist.” she cooed rubbing her wings against his face. The owl woman's soft fur rubbed against his cheeks, causing him to giggle a bit. However, he began thinking about the bunny again. "This explains how the bunny new I’d be here, did she have something to do with my enrollment in this competition?" he wondered. By now, Tuka wasn't quite fazed by tickling, overcoming his giggles quickly enough to ask a follow-up question. "But why me? I mean you could've grabbed any human you wanted when the contest started right? Why make your move this late in the game?” Tuka asked. The owl woman ceased tickling him, looking down at the plushy roof has her smile slowly drooped away. Something was troubling her.

        "Well… actually, I did manage to catch a human earlier, but…” the owl woman paused for a moment, trying not to put a smile back on. “She was around your age I believed, you're in college right?” she asked. Tuka nodded. “she had a gothic sense of fashion, lots of skulls on her shirt, had long hair, black lipstick. But she was really nice and had a cute personality.” she smiled. “What happened to her.” Tuka asked, still snuggled up in her lap. “Well, rather than taking her to the checkpoint where we could've gone home together, we just sat on a nearby roof and talked for a while." the owl woman no longer used her cooing flirty voice, instead talking normally in a soothing normal tone. “It was really nice, but then the plush balls suddenly showed up out of nowhere and snatched her up… and I couldn't even save her, because by the time I was airborne the ball was long gone.” she explained looking sad. “I probably get another chance to see her again, humans often get into this game twice.”

        The owl woman looked so sad, she couldn’t even look Tuka in the eye. In a moment of silence, she just stared down the floor in regret, keeping her wings wrapped around the human while he rested in her lap. Tuka felt genuinely bad for the plush woman, she looked so lonely even with him keeping her company. “Is this how plushes feel when they don’t have humans with them? This must be why they’re so clingy.” Tuka thought. Sitting back up, he leaned closer to her face as she looked back at him. “What if… you could meet her outside of this competition? I mean if you know her name could you visit her at or something.” Tuka suggested. The plush woman just sighed, but couldn’t help but smile since he was trying to cheer her up. “Plushes aren't allowed to just walk amongst humans, it strictly forbidden, besides humans would go missing left and right if we were given that much freedom…” 

        The owl woman once again stroked Tuka’s face with her soft plushy wing. “If I tried, I'd never be allowed near humans ever again.” she said looking him in the eyes, trying to keep her smile on. “But it’s ok, I have you now.” With that, she scooped him back up and held him against her soft fluffy chest. “Mmm…” Tuka moaned comfortably as his face was pressed tightly against her warm fluff. “I'll hold you close, keep you safe, and if you've lots of love.” she cooed, nuzzling the top of his head with her beak. "if you ever have a bad day, you can always talk to me. If you ever feeling stressed or unhappy, my wings will always be open to SQUEEZE your worries away. And if you're ever feeling cold or sleepy, we can always snuggle Just like this. ❤️” she cooed hugging him tighter, squishing another moan out of the human.  

        “I'll make sure you’ll never be lonely as long as I’m by your side.” she whispered kissing the top of his head. The woman’s words made his chest feel all fuzzy and warm, wanting nothing more than to melt in her wings as she held him. Out of all the plushes he had met today, the owl woman was definitely one of the sweetest, which made what he was about to say all the more painful. “Hey miss, what’s your name?” Tuka asked. “Sky.” the woman replied, leaning his head back as she gave him another smile. “What’s yours?” she asked. “I-It’s Tuka” he stuttered. The owl woman giggled, tilting her head a couple of times. “Tuka… Cute. ❤️” she cooed, booping his nose with her beak. Tuka became even more nervous, he thought that knowing her name would what he was about to say a little easier, but he was wrong. “Sky, thank you for saving me from the jellyfish, you're so nice and cuddly… but…” Tuka hesitated to finish his sentence, seeing the owl woman smile slowly fade. 

         Though trying her best to keep a straight face, she couldn't hide the subtle disappointment in her expression. “Is this too much?” she asked. Hearing a hint of pain in her voice, Tuka couldn't help but feel guilty in rejecting such a sweet and loving plush. Sitting up from her wings, he suddenly gave her a big tight hug, wrapping his arms around her shoulders. “Whoo?” Sky squeaked in surprise blushing as he cuddled her back. Taking a moment before responding, he squeezed her tightly, returning the affection she had showed him only moments earlier. With a stoic smile, the owl woman hugged him back, blanketing him in her soft wings. “You're really sweet, and under normal circumstances I would love to go home with you.” Tuka explained. “But… There’s already a plush that I want to go home with.”

        Remaining silent, the owl plush took a deep breath, keeping Tuka in her hug for a few moments longer. “What’re they like?” she asked, lowering Tuka back into her soft wings. “Well, she was very flirty and playful, seemed to find me cute when I got all nervous, and was very seductive.” he explained. The owl looked rather relieved, chuckling under her breath. “Sounds like a bunny plush. They’re well known for being flirty and romantic, they can be very energetic though even for humans.” she said. “That explains her sporty outfit, and why she can jump so high.” he replied. With a subtle sigh, Sky just looked the human in the eye for a few silent moments. “You must really like her," she said sincerely. “Well, I guess.” he said blushing. “Up 'til now I had only seen her through a toy store window, but today we finally got to meet each other in person.” The owl woman then leaned in closer with a look of curiosity on her face. “But what happened? How did you end up in the jellyfish? Did you get separated?” she asked. Tuka could see a look of concern in her eyes. “Oh, it happed she was caring me the checkpoint, hopping between the rooftops. We were hit by a plush ball in midair sending us both flying in different directions, that how I ended up landing on the jellyfish plush.” he explained.  

        Owl woman took a deep breath, looking rather worked up. “It's not fair… ” she said under her breath. “What?” Tuka asked. A look of distress washed over Sky's trumping under the cradled human. "Sky?” Tuka began feeling concerned, as the owl plush began breaking down. “I-It's like they added the plush balls is a sick joke! This is an opportunity for humans and plushes to bond, not a stupid game show!” she sobbed. "We plushes wait and wait and wait for opportunities like this, to be paired with someone to share our love with. Now it's something they can just take away!” Sky impulsively hugged the human back against her chest, nearly crushing him in her wings as she continued subbing. “Mmph…” he moaned, his head wedged and smothered within her pillowy chest. “It's not fair!” she grieved, paying little attention to the smothered human in her embrace. But after a few moments of looking at the floor, Sky loosened her grip on Tuka allowing him to breathe once again as she calmed down. “It’s not fair… I want my human...” she whimpered.