Plush Suit Pet - Commission - WIP - 4/11/21 (Patreon)

         Sol, a 23-year-old man was on his way to hang out with his childhood friend for the first time in three months. Coincidentally it had only been three months since his parents kicked him out of his house, and unfortunately, his new job wasn’t making ends meet in his new but small apartment. He hadn’t much in his name, just his work laptop, a pile of clothes, a futon in the middle of his living room along with a few other necessities. At this point in his life, he was just trying to survive being on his own. But that wasn’t the hardest part. Regardless of how mean his parents were to him, no matter how many times they made him feel like an embarrassment and a failure, he at least wasn’t alone. Work was hard, but coming home to his apartment every day with no one to greet him was the toughest part.

         His childhood friend Lila, who is a talented and good-looking inventor and a couple of years older than him, invited him over saying that she could help. But with all the tough challenges the young man had faced over the past few weeks, he wasn’t feeling very enthusiastic. Upon arriving at his friend's nice looking one-story house, he knocked on the door and Lila answered only seconds later. The young woman had beautiful silky hair and a long ponytail, was about as tall as he was, and wore a pastel pink shirt summer dress with a long flowing skirt. Wasting no time, he threw her arms around him and gave him a big welcoming hug along with a playful peck on the cheek as he squeezed him. Though surprised, Sol let out a sigh In happiness, feeling some of the weight in his chest disappear as she hugged him. 

         “Hey Sol! It’s been a while! Come on in!” she said cheerfully. “Come in, I made some tea for us!” Releasing her hug, she guided him inside and closed the door behind them. Once inside, Lila and Sol were sitting in the living room on her couch in front of a nice wooden table with freshly made tea. The warm drinks filled the room with a calming aroma that almost made Sol feel at home, feeling his anxiety drift away with every breath he took. “So how was your new house? Must be nice to finally move away from your folks.” she asked. Sol sighed, flashes of his parent's demeaning remarks flooding his mind before shaking the thought away. “Actually, yeah. Being away from them has put me in a better place.” he said with a smile.

         It was then that Lila noticed the bags under his eyes, and how exhausted his voice sounded. “Are you feeling all right?” she asked, scooting closer to him just a few inches from their shoulders touching. Before answering, he took a tiny sip of his tea, feeling slightly warmer the second the drink touched his lips. Upon drinking, he relaxed his shoulders and let out a soft but calm sigh. “Living on my own has been... better.” the young man hesitated to say. “And I would never go back home even if they gave me a choice. But being in an empty house has been the most difficult part. “With no one to come home to, parents or otherwise, I don’t look forward to going back home any more than I look forward to going into work.“

         Taking another sip of the tea, he felt another bit of weight lift from his shoulders, as if his stress was melting away with every small sip. There was a moment of silence before Lila turned to him with a Playful smile. “Funny you should mention.” she said with a short pause getting Sol’s attention as he looked over to her, the bags under his eyes less noticeable than before. “Sometimes I also dread living by myself. And even with my job, it’s difficult for me to pay for all the necessities.” she then paused for a moment before taking a tiny swig of her tea as well, but just barely a sip. “So... I called you over to ask if you would like to live here with me.” The young man’s heart skipped a beat, looking into his friend in disbelief his eyes widening in disbelief. “This house feels so empty with only me living here. It’d be nice to have some company.”

         Sol stuttered for a moment, he was so happy he honestly didn’t know how to respond, but he was also still frozen in disbelief. “Are.... y-you sure? I-I couldn’t-” he suddenly stopped as Lila placed her hand on his thigh, making him blush she scooted closer to him. “Hey, when we were younger you would always defend me from the other kids when they picked on me, think nothing of it.” she said softly, slowly taking her hand off his thigh. “Besides, I’d love to have you as my roommate.❤️” Lila giggled with a welcoming smile. Sol also smiled, almost tearing up with happiness, not just knowing that he wouldn’t be alone anymore, but knowing that his best friend wanted to live with him meant the world to him. “Buuuuuuut...” she teased in a high pitched voice while placing her tea back down on the table. "If you don't mind, I would like you to do a little favor for me."

         Sol tilted his head with curiosity. “Of course. What kind of favor?” he asked. Lila placed her unfinished tea on the table and sat up from the couch, practically skipping out of the room with excitement. Sol then took another swig of his tea, as a little more weight continued to lift from his shoulders. Upon returning, the young woman appeared to have of a pile of fabric in her arms, it looked like one of those fancy puffy blankets that would often cost a fortune to purchase. But then she unraveled the mass in front of her, revealing a costume of some sort. Its colors were very pastel, with soft brown fabric, paws covering the hands and feet, and an extremely cute puppy-shaped head. It looked more like a big plush than a suit, or almost like a Kigurumi costume. 

          “Tada!” she giggled, swinging the costume back-and-forth with a smile. The fabric ruffled softly as it swayed in the air, almost teasingly to show it off. The texture of the material looked incredibly well made, no seams or stitches were visible, and the light tones complemented its smooth texture. “This is my state-of-the-art dog plush suit! Made it from the best fabric I could find, and stuffed with the finest cotton to give it a nice plushy texture.” she boasted, holding it up against her chest as she leaned towards Sol. “And I would like YOU to try it on.” she followed up. Sol just looked back at her in surprise, his eyes drifting down to the comfy-looking suit as he felt butterflies fluttering in his chest. Amused by the look on his face, Lila smiled with a subtle giggle. 

         “Here! Have a feel!” she said playfully, handing the costume over to him as she pressed the soft fabric against his chest. His cheeks becoming slightly rosy, Sol let out a small breath as he held the material in his arms. The costume definitely had a plush feel to it, his hand sinking into the fabric as he held onto it. It felt like he was hugging a soft blanket, not only that, but the fabric was incredibly smooth against his arms. “Cushy right? Imagine how soft it would feel when putting it on.” she said, folding both of her arms behind her back. Sol's felt his heart thump in his chest as he squeezed the outfit as its comforting warmth washed over him. It had the texture of a squishy pillow, feeling the soft fabric mold around his arms as he held it.

         “It definitely feels nice. But, with this much stuffing, won’t it get hot?” he asked looking back up to Lila with a rosy smile, still hugging the costume against his chest. “That’s the best part, I reengineered the fabric to be perfectly ventilated. So whoever wears it won’t get stuffy while inside of it. So unless you’re wearing it in Arizona or something, you could even fall asleep in it without so much as sweating.” she said, practically announcing it as if pitching it to a sponsor. Sol was impressed, looking back down at the suit as he looked at the adorable dog-shaped headpiece. Giving it a soft squeeze in his left hand, he couldn’t help but imagine what it would feel like wrapped up over him. However, he also couldn’t help but feel hesitant, wearing something that would make him feel like a giant stuffed animal. 

         “Sounds like you put a lot of work into this.” he smiled. But, are you sure you want me to wear it? What if it doesn’t fit and I end up ripping it?” Lila put on a playful grin as she chuckled under her breath. “Silly. I made it specifically with you in mind. ❤️” she responded with a teasingly soft tone. Sol gasped softly under his breath, his cheeks becoming even rosier as his flirty friend kept smiling at him. “I know how much you like cute things. Back in school, whenever we talked about video games, you would always bring up characters of the anthropomorphic variety, like that nimbat from that game Dust you liked.” she said. “So I figured I’d make a suit with those adorable and cuddly features.

         Lila sat back down on the couch and crossed her arms and legs. “What do you say? Want to try it out for me?” she asked again, giving him an innocent smile. Sol looked back down at the suit, gulping nervously as he looked at the cute puppy face of the outfit, while still pressing the fabric against his chest. The face had large adorable eyes, dark brown floppy ears, and a cute rounded snoot, looking like something from a Japanese mascot. Just being able to touch it was enough to calm him, but to be completely encompassed in its soft warmth, the thought was so tempting he almost felt guilty for wanting such a luxury. After a few moments of silence, Lila turned her head in the opposite direction. “I mean... you don’t have to wear it if you don’t want to.” she said grumbly. Sol quickly sprung his head back up. “No-no! I’ll do it.” He said sounding flustered. “I’m just... a bit nervous...” With that, Lila put on a mischievous grin while he wasn’t looking, only to look back at him with her expression replaced with a pleased smile.

         “Perfect!” she said excitedly, getting out of her seat as she began nudging him to the other side of the room. “Over here and I’ll help you get it on.” Lila almost pushed Sol over in her excitement, awkwardly stumbling with the costume in hand as they walked away from the table. Once he was in place, the young man fumbled the costume around in his hands, but was unable to find any opening to crawl into. But then, Lila flirtatiously nudged up from behind him, causing him to blush as she moved her arms past his shoulders. She then grabbed the back of the costume and gently pulled the fabric in opposite directions, revealing a small, almost invisible seam on the back. 

         “Right here.” she said, gently pushing herself against his back with a playful grin. Gulping nervously, he tried his best to hide the bashful look on his face and took a look inside of the suit. Inside were multiple soft-looking pads, or cushions to be more Specific. Each one was bright pink and had a glossy sateen-like texture, like the inside of a really cushy sleeping bag. Plus the cushions were so puffy, they all squished up against one another like a pack of marshmallows, which is why the suit felt so soft from the outside. However, the cushions were so stuffed, he was unsure how he would fit inside of the suit. Out of curiosity, he pressed his hand he slid his hand inside of the costume. 

         Sol inhaled softly as he reached into the sleeve, feeling the soft cushions squeeze around his arm. Not only was the interior padding smooth, but so soft it felt like the suit was hugging his arm. He didn’t have much bedding in his home, so for him, it felt like he was staring into a full body pillow. Lowering the suit, his heart pounded with anticipation as he was about to step inside, only to stop when Lila whispered into his ear. “Not so fast...” she said softly. Sol bit his lip, trying not to blush as her chest squeezed against his back. Lila just smirked to herself as he saw the flustered look on his face. It had been so long since they had been together like this, it felt nostalgic to be able to tease him again. “Aren’t you forgetting something?” she followed up, tugging at the collar of his shirt. 

         Sol just paused for a few moments, puzzled as he looked down at himself, but he soon realized what she was referring to. Once again, the young man blushed as he looked over to his friend. “My clothes?” he asked in surprise. Lila giggled again, moving off of his back as Sol turned towards her. The young woman then pointed at his shirt, and then down to his pants. “Off.” she said. Sol became silent, nearly dropping the suit as his heart began beating faster. “Wha?” he gaped. “W-why do I have to take off my clothes?” Lila just shook her finger at him, almost tauntingly with her grin now smug. “Why would you need to wear clothes while wearing a suit?” she asked. “Besides, it's not like you have to take off your underwear or anything.”

         Again lost for words, he shrugged his shoulders and looked back down at the suit, his eyes drawn to the comfy looking padding on the inside as he began to calm down. Normally if a woman had asked him to do something so strange, he would have had a panic attack. But he felt surprisingly calm despite his nervousness, able to take deep breaths has butterflies continued fluttering in his stomach. Strangely, he began feeling that way ever since he had finished up that tea earlier. Lila then leaned forward and pointed to the suit while wiggling her finger. “Trust me, it’ll feel a lot better when you don’t have clothes in the way.”

         Lila then began to scoot back into the kitchen. “You’ll need help zipping it up, so let me know when you’re finished.” she winked at him before disappearing into the other room, leaving her friend alone with the open comfy suit. With a nervous gulp, he looked into the suit, its soft comfy-looking padding remaining wide open as if welcoming him inside. Deciding to take her advice, Sol set the costume down on the floor and took off his shirt and pants. Then with a deep breath, he took the costume back in his hands and set his right foot inside. “Mmm...” let out a soft compulsive moan as his foot sank into the padded interior, the suit squeezing up his leg as it stepping into a pillow.

         Closing his eyes, Sol took his time sipping his foot in as the custom made its way up to his leg. Stopping up to his knee, he then stopped his other leg again, blushing again as the soft fabric squeezed around his calf. It felt way too comfy to be a fursuit, more like he was climbing into a really soft bed, the idea was all the more comforting by the fact that he wasn’t wearing any clothes aside from his boxers. With both of his legs in, he pulled the suit up to his waist and let out a serene sigh. At this point, it really felt like he was stepping into a pillow, or wrapping himself up in a weighted blanket as the soft but hugging pressure of the suit squeezed around his lower half.

         The comfort was so overwhelming he nearly fell to his knees, but instead slowly sat down with the suit's short but fluffy tail resting behind him. To his surprise, the suit seemed to cushion his rump like a pillow, making it feel as if he was sitting on a futon rather than the hardwood floor. It was just like wearing a cushy body glove, and now he couldn’t wait to put the rest of the suit on. Without further ado, he pulled the rest of the costume up to his chest, breathing softly as slowly slipped his arms into the sleeves. Sol spread his arms into the soft insides of the suit, pulling himself further into its cushy embrace, feeling the front of the suit press into his chest as if hugging him ever so closely.

         Lifting his arms up, he took a look at his newly suited paws, each one sporting three digits with pink stain textured pads. As for his hands, it felt like he had stuffed them into cozy warm mitts. When he tried moving his hands, he was surprised to see that the paws moved with them, though just barely but enough to use his grip. Despite the restrictive nature of the suit's gloves, he was just happy to still get some movement out of his hands, not to mention they were extremely comfy as the rest of the suit. Finally, the only thing left put on was the suits puppy-shaped head, cupping it in his sue did pause as he pressed the hood up over his face. 

         It wasn’t a tight fit, in fact, the mask still hugged his face quite comfortably, but it took a moment for him to adjust it in the right position. Once the hood was in place, he opened his eyes and was surprised that he could see clearly through the decorative eyes. Sol’s vision wasn’t tinted, or even obscured by the cute pattern on the plushes eyes, allowing him to see perfectly as if looking through a plastic lens. Breathing deeply, he also noticed that his breath didn’t fog the lens in front of his eyes or blow over his face, it was like his breath was passing through the mask with some kind of filter. Sol was incredibly relieved with how well the suit accommodated him, aside from the soft padding covering his body, it wasn’t the least bit cumbersome. Although, the problem now is that he couldn’t reach behind him to zip it up.

         Placing his suited hands back in his lap, the young man out a soft sigh and turned around. “Hey Lila? It’s on.” he said, his voice still audible through the suit. With a soft giggle, the young woman eagerly peaked over and stepped back into the living room, sparkles gleaming in her eyes as she looked upon her suited friend. “Aaawwwww...” she squeaked, placing her hands on her cheeks as she walked over to him. Lila then grabbed both of his shoulders, sitting down with him and sliding her hands up to the head of his costume before giving it a good squeeze. “It’s perfect... you look so cute.” she said with a smile. “So how does it feel?” Sol, unfortunately, couldn’t answer, as Lila's hands were squishing his face through the suit.

         “Mmmphumph...” he muffled inaudibly. Lila then released her hands from his face. “Sorry, go ahead.” she apologized with a giggle. “It’s really nice, the inside is so soft...” he responded, placing his paws on his lap. Unable to hide her mischievous smile, Lila quickly scooted around him and took the zipper in her hand. “Well then, let’s finish suiting you up!” she said cheerfully. Not even wasting a moment, she began pulling the zipper up from his waist and over his back. Lila’s breathing got noticeably heavier, but this went unnoticed by Sol because of the thick hood over his head. The young woman pulled the zipper up slowly, as if taking your time to savor the moment before sealing him up. Sol didn’t seem to question or even think twice about why she was being up so slowly, assuming she was trying to be careful with it.

         At this point, even he was getting excited, waiting with growing anticipation as his friend finished suiting him up. With the back of the costume closing around him, he could feel the inside contracting around him as well, squeezing in on him as if giving him a slow caring hug that grew with every passing moment. Sol whimpered as the overwhelming comfort of his suit got the better of him, his voice clearly audible to Lila who giggled under her breath with amusement. Finally, she pulled the zipper up to his hood, sealing him inside the cozy suit. Lifting his head up, Sol wrapped his cushy arms around his suited body, giving himself a hug to feel the inner cushion squeeze against him. “Not quite done yet, just one last touch.” Lila said, bitting her lip in an attempt to quell her giggles.

         With that, she slowly peeled the zipper off from the hood down, as if removing a Band-Aid. The fabric seemed to fuse together from underneath the zipper as it was taken off, molding into a seamless piece behind him. Finally, when the zipper was completely removed, Lila grinned ear to ear as she could hear Sol gasp under the hood. The young man could suddenly feel the suit contracting around him further, as if the surrounding pads were puffing themselves up and pressing in on him. “Mmmph...” Sol found himself blushing from the soft hugging sensation, his endorphins going crazy as he shivered in comfort. At that moment, he felt a sudden weakness in his legs, causing him to collapse onto his hands and knees.

         Once the squeezing stopped, he rolled onto his side as the effects of the all-encompassing hug lingered across his now limp body. Letting out a faint sigh, he placed his hands on his chest, his heart fluttering with warmth, whimpering like a lovesick puppy. The young man was practically petrified by the sensation, as he hadn't received many hugs in his life, and the feeling alone was almost enough to make him cry. But once more, he began feeling drowsy, not in a fatigued way, but almost as if he could just fall asleep on the floor as he was. With a satisfied smile, Lila kneeled down beside him gently rubbing his side to comfort him. “Comfy?” she asked in a soothing tone.

         “Mmhumph, mmmmph?” when Sol attempted to answer, he found that he couldn’t speak clearly through the hood of the suit. Even though the padding wasn’t constrictive, it seems to obstruct his mouth and jaw, keeping him from forming any words. Putting his hands up to his hooded face, he tried to see if he could adjust the mask to make more room for his face, unfortunately, the suit had already secured itself firmly around him. Its puffed up fabric perfectly form-fitted to his body, he was unable to move or shift it in any way. “You like it? With how secure the suit is, it’ll never get crooked or misplaced, you could wear it for hours without being uncomfortable, or even longer.” she teased. "Hmm?" Sol was confused, and a bit worried with Lila's strange and specific choice of words, but rather than going to a panic attack, he felt another wave of warmth wash over him, the weight of his growing anxiety washing away with it. Remaining calm, he pushed himself off the ground, and eventually managed to sit back up, but when he attempted to put his hands back against his face, he found that he was unable to lift his paws off the ground. 

         Confused, he again attempted to pull his arms up, but it felt like his paws were suddenly weighted, or as if they were magnetized to the floor. The most he could seem to do was rest his hands to his sides as he sat on his knees. “I decided to prioritize comfort when designing your suit, this way you won’t have to stand up. ❤️” she said with a hint of mischief in her voice. Sol looked over to his friend with a confused whimper, questioning her design choices but unable to vocalize them. Sitting back down, Sol was finally able to lift his hands back up, but when he attempted to stand up, his legs again start to feel weak. Unable to support his own weight, the young man goofily plopped onto his back, his fortunately cushioned by the soft suit, but humiliated by his own clumsiness.

         Lila just chuckled at his helpless display, seeing as her friend was still unaware of the limitations of his suit as he tried to regain his bearings. Sitting back down on the floor, with his hands in his lap, he looked back up to see Lila scooting closer to him. "I almost forgot, your suit is missing one important little feature..." she giggled, taking out something from behind her back. “Mmmph!?” Sol let out a confused muffled gasp, as Lila held what appeared to be a pink dog collar with a magenta heart on the center. The young man froze, thinking that it was all a joke until she leaned forward and wrapped the collar around his neck. “There!” Lila giggled placing her hands on his plushy cheeks. “Cute as a button!” Underneath the mask, his cheeks became red as a peach, though he couldn’t feel it, he could tell the collar was now wrapped around his neck, practically branding him as her pet.

         “Well then, now that you’re all dressed up, let me show you to your room.” she said standing back up and taking a few steps back. “Come on...” she cooed to him, patting the top of her thighs a couple of times as she would to a pet. But then against his instincts, Sol got back down onto his hands and knees, and began crawling towards her. “Mmmph?” Once he realized what he was doing, he couldn’t figure out why. The young man was completely shocked, thinking that the suit was responsible for moving his limbs. However, he soon realized that it wasn’t the suit, and it didn’t feel like he was moving against his will, it was almost like he couldn’t help it. “Good boy.❤️” Lila said to him in a compassionate motherly voice.

         Turning around, she then made her way down the hall, only turning her head back to make sure he was still following. “Follow me.” she instructed. Complying, Sol slowly doggy walked behind her, shuffling about in his cute but imprisoning doggy suit. Though still calm, he couldn’t understand why he was obeying her like this instead of trying to get his collar off. It was like he was doing it on compulsion, the same way a baby would crawl to their mother for comfort, or more accurately, the way a pet would seek out the companionship of its master. Once they were halfway down the hall, Lila stopped at a door to her left, placing her hand on the knob as she looked back to her suited guest with anticipation. “Here’s where you’ll be staying.” she said opening the door.

         Taking a look inside, Sol was presented with a room that both took his breath away, and made him nervous at the same time. With walls covered in pink padded cushions, a warm fluorescent light brightening up the room, a blanketed floor, and tons of little throw sheets, pillows, and cute plushes scattered throughout, it looked like he was looking into an overly cutesy room-sized bed. “Go on.❤️” Lila said encouragingly, patting Sol’s suited rear a couple of times to scoot him in. Crawling inside, he found that his suit paws practically sank into the floor like memory foam. There wasn’t a blanket covering the floorboards, it was like the entire floor had been replaced with an expensive mattress. The young man stopped just a few steps in, needing a moment to take it all in as he questioned his bizarre position.

         Though still calm, he found his situation rather unsettling, put into a tight overly-comfy dog suit, only to be placed in what resembled a giant puppy playpen. It was only then when he realized how bizarre this all was, he agreed to try on the suit but nothing else. But before he could question his situation any further, he felt another load of weight lift from his shoulders, letting out a comforting sigh as he realized how nice the cushy floor felt under his hands and knees. Just then, he could feel Lila hugging him from behind, wrapping her arms over his chest as she squeezed him. “What do you think?” she asked with a soft flirty tone. Sol whimpered comfortably in response, the uneasy thoughts leaving his head as he went limp in her arms. With a giggle, Lila plopped down onto the cushy floor with her dog suited friend still in her arms, laying on her side while spooning him from behind. There was a part of the young man that wanted to break free from her grip, but ever since he began hugging him, he found that his body refused to move. 

         At first, he thought it was the suit that was restricting him, but after his chest once again fluttered with warmth, he realized this wasn’t the case. Lila’s hug combined with his all-encompassing plush suit, brought a sense of safety and relief that he had never felt before today. It was a feeling akin to sleeping in on a Sunday morning, wanting to stay warm without leaving the comfort of a bed. Sol quickly came to the realization that he was the one who was refusing to move, not wanting to resist her welcoming hug or the comfort it brought as she held him. Sol’s tranquility and submissiveness towards Lila were almost instinctual, like a sense of unconditional trust. Satisfied with the fruits of her labor and her suited friend's unconditional surrender, she wrapped her legs with his and began nuzzling the back of his head, as if he really was a giant plush. 

         “You're so cuuuuuuuute... ❤️” Lila squealed, tightening her grip with a squeeze as if clinging to a body pillow. “You’re like a big squishy snuggle puppy.” she added. Whimpering in her wholesome hug, Sol’s heart skipped a beat as her words touched him, putting him into a further state of comfort. No one had ever spoken to him like this before, furthering his instinctual trust towards her as his whole body began to feel warm and fluttery. “I’m so happy to see you again, I missed having you around, and having you here with me is like a dream come true.” she said, gently petting the top of his head. Sol soon lost himself in her tender cuddling, any thoughts of resistance he had were now nonexistent, will be focusing on the warmth of his suit and the loving affection Lila gave him.”

         With his mind drifting off, all he could process was the comfort, his thoughts replaced calmness and bliss. Later, opening his eyes, he found himself staring up at the light pink padded ceiling with a soft sigh. Feeling strangely refreshed, he stretched out his arms and legs and let out a tiny yawn. Sol's body felt warm and blanketed, as if waking up to a hug, something he hadn't felt since sleeping in his bed at his parents' place. With a blissful smile, the young man closed his eyes and reached up to rub his cheek. Upon feeling the plushy mitts on his hands and the hood on his face, he let out a shocked gasp as the events from earlier returned to him. Looking at his paws, he realized he was still stuck in the dog plush suit, probably falling asleep in it after Lila cuddled him. When he tried to sit up, he noticed that there was some additional weight atop him, looking down to see that he was tucked in underneath a light brown blanket, which felt surprisingly heavy as if it was weighted. not only that, but he noticed that there were a bunch of cutesy plushes also resting beside him under the covers. 

         Though surprised, he took a moment to appreciate how comfortable his new bed was, with the weighted blanket and cushy floor, Sol felt like he could just go back to sleep without a care in the world. Doing just that, he relaxed all his muscles and allowed himself to sink back underneath the comfortable blanket, closing his eyes as memories of Lila's cuddling flooded back to him. “Lila...” he whimpered. But then, coming back to his senses, his eyes shot back open, remembering how he had gotten there in the first place. “This suit! What is this?” Practically tossing the blanket off him, he sat back up attempting to stand up before the weight of the suit brought him back onto the plushy floor with a thump. “Oof!” he grunted, though the suit completely cushioned his fall. Rolling over, he got up on his hands and knees, lifting one paw behind his back to see if he can find the zipper. Not only Was he incapable of finding it, but he also remembered how hard it was to see even when Lila showed him the suit earlier.

         “I’m not getting out of this thing by myself.” he thought. “What kind of suit is this anyway?” Giving up, he focused his attention on his surroundings, analyzing the strange but comfy-looking room he had been placed in. Thinking back, he nervously wrapped his arms around his body with a gulp. “Why did she put me in here anyway? Or this strange suit?” he asked himself, His head still buzzing with questions and uncertainty. But then, he was struck with another wave of calming warmth through his suit, his shoulders going limp as he once again found himself subtly relaxed. “Then again, she’s always been a bit odd, she probably did this as a surprise for me.” he thought, chuckling nervously under his suit as it trying to convince himself that everything was fine.

         But then, taking another look at his surroundings, he took the time to analyze how fine and well-made the room was. It wasn’t just decorated, it looked really well prepared, not a single seam visible in padding, or even a single gap that would allow him to see what the wall looks like behind it. Even the room itself from the lighting to the many plushies and pillows lying around, it looked like a room made for a harem. This only brought up many more questions, growing more nervous as he realized he couldn’t see the door. “When did she even have the time to set this room up? And why did she have it in the first place?” he asked himself, looking back down at his suit. That’s when he remembered something she had teased him with her earlier when she first showed him the costume, how to how it was made specifically for him. “Did... she prepare this room for me as well?” he thought.

         Growing more and more uncertain, he also noticed that there were no windows, his only source of light being the warm-colored decorative lamp overhead. “What time is it? How long was I asleep?” he asked himself, crawling off of the blanket as he started looking around the surrounding walls, trying to see if he could see any visible seams that may be the door he entered from. The poor young man felt ridiculous having to crawling on all fours, knowing that any attempts to stand up would result in him fumbling over like an actual dog. Sol began padding his mittened hands on the walls, hoping to find any hidden cracks or splits in the cushy fabric that may lead to a way out. He felt so limited not being able to stand up, only able to set up on his knees at best.

         Sol Continued patting his mitts around patted around clumsily, analyzing every little wrinkle he made hoping to find the entrance. But every so often, he would trip and fumble over a stray pillow or plush, or sometimes even his own suited legs. But no matter how hard he looked, he couldn't find any trace of an opening, making him feel more anxious by the minute. It almost felt like he was experiencing a strange dream, as if the entrance had inexplicably disappeared. But before he could panic, the suit inexplicably pressed in on him, putting a soft sensation of pressure around his body as if trying to calm him down with a hug. It was just like when the suit was first zipped onto him, catching him off guard as he collapsed to the floor with a whimper.

         While the squeeze was comforting, it made him feel slightly drowsy, suddenly wanting to fall back to sleep on the cushy floor, nearly losing the will to resist. Growing tired, he lay motionless on his side while the room swayed side to side, feeling as being rocked to sleep. Sol knew he had to get up, to find a way out of this room so he can get Lila to take him out of the suit, but he didn't want to get up. There had been a few mornings where the young man refused to get out of bed, but that was usually out of exhaustion. What he was feeling now was an overwhelming sense of comfort, one which overpowered his sense of urgency, easing him like a lazy puppy. Forgetting his objective, he let the suit lull him to sleep, before the sound of a clicking lock woke him back up to reality.

         Sitting back up, he looked over to the nearby wall to see it opening up, revealing the entrance in which he had been brought inside. Entering the room was Lila, who seemed overjoyed to see Sol still in his doggy costume. "G-morning Sweetie!" she beamed. "M... morning?" Sol thought to himself with a gulp, shocked at how much time had passed. Lila Sat down on her knees and held her arms out towards the suited young man. "Come're." she cooed, beckoning him. Answering her call, Sol got on all fours and began crawling to her. It took him a couple of moments to realize what he was doing, whimpering helplessly as he was unable to resist her command. Crawling into her arms, Lila gave him a big hug, cuddling him like a teddy bear as she leaned back on the soft floor.

         Squeezed in her affectionate embrace, Sol couldn't help but let out a comforting moan as he involuntarily returned her hug. Rewarding his reciprocation, she began petting the back of his head, moving her hand down the base of his hood like she would kneading someone's hair. Sol could feel her hand stroking him, even through the thick fabric of his suit, it was almost like her touch was amplified through the fabric, or as if his senses had become more sensitive. Looking up from her hug, the young man could see the door was still open, but he couldn't break free from her embrace as his body would not let him.

         "Mmmmmm..." she purred, nuzzling into his neck as if he was just a plush. Lila looked so happy, like she was enjoying a new toy or spooning a lover. "Did you miss me?" she cooed. "Mmmph..." Sol could only whimper, unable to pull himself away as his body remained submissive and limp. Sitting back up, Lila sat her plushed-up friend in her lap, folding her legs into a lotus position. "How did you sleep? Do you like your new room?" she asked, playfully booping his nose. Being unable to answer, Sol remained silent, baffled with her playful demeanor. She was speaking to him as if he were just a pet, using a cutesy tone and raising the pitch of her voice.

         However, he didn't take his eyes off of the door, hoping that she would let him out and help him out of the suit. But then, she reached behind her back and gave him a playful look. "I got a little treat for you." she teased. Sol prayed it was something to help him out of the suit, though he knew it was wishful thinking. Lila then pulled out a tiny purple ball, one only slightly larger than a marble holding it between her index and thumb. "I thought you might want to play after your nap, so I whipped this little thing up." she said. Sol just stared at the ball, a bit baffled as he didn't think she was serious. Then, she squeezed the ball between her fingers, causing it to puff up like a balloon until it filled the palm of her hand.

         The ball now had a soft shine to it, not glossy reflective like rubber, but more smooth with a silky texture like it was made of satin. The way the fabric deformed under her fingers made it look super soft like it was stuffed with memory foam or some kind of cotton. "Do you like it? Lila asked, squeezing the ball a couple more times as she held it in front of Sol's suited face. The young man felt a bit annoyed, but he couldn't take his eyes off of the ball. Something about it was so mesmerizing the way she twiddled it in her hand, the way it squished between her fingers and reflected in the light. Sol was felt strangely drawn to it, wanting nothing more than to touch it with his suited paws.

         Lila wiggled her hand back-and-forth, and Sol couldn't take his eyes off it, swaying his head side to side with its movements as if he was being hypnotized. Then, Lila toss it to the other side of the room. Without so much as a second thought, the young man crawled off of her lap and went after it on all fours. Sol's mind went blank, focusing only on the purple ball as he slowly made his way across the puffy floor. Upon reaching the ball, he sat on his knees and grabbed it between both of his suited paws, feeling a sense of satisfaction upon catching it. But then, he quickly snapped out of his strange fascination with the ball, having no idea why he had gone after it in the first place. For a moment he had forgotten all about his urgency to escape, only focus on the simple thrill of catching the toy she had made.

         Dropping the ball, he looked at his suited paws, reflecting on the strange trance he had just broken himself out of. "What... What's happening to me?" he thought to himself. Wiggling his fingers underneath the thick plush, he watched as the mitts moved with them, questioning what kind of suit he was really in. Lila then gently padded the top of her thighs with her hands a couple of times, catching Sol's attention as he turned back to her. "Come, bring the ball." she said playfully. Answering her call, the young man began crawling back towards her, nudging the ball with him between his two front paws. Lila just smiled, holding her arms out towards him as he crawled like a baby. Once he reached her, the young woman took him into another wholesome hug, wrapping one arm behind his back and the other over his head. "good boy...❤️" she said kissing the snoot of his suit.

         Sol let out a nervous muffled whimper, finally realizing what the suit was doing to him. It was like the costume had made him obedient to his friend, unable to resist her without question. It was almost like he would become oblivious to whatever he was thinking of prior to her command, only snapping out of it after he complies with her. Upon realizing this, the young man tried to push her away, but was surprised to find out he somehow couldn't. Even though he thought about moving his arms to shove her off, his arms refused to move, placing them in his lap instead as she rubbed the sides of his face. It didn't feel like his arms were stuck, or like his body wasn't listening to him. Just like before, it felt like he was the only one holding himself back, just wanting to be comforted by her rather than oppose her. Without the will to resist, all he could do is act as an obedient pup.

         Lila then took the ball back into her hands and threw it across the room again. Of course, Sol had no choice but to chase after it, his mind refocused on retrieving the ball she had made for him. Once he brought the ball back, she threw it again, then again, playing catch with him as if he was a pet. With no choice but to act on his urges, Sol would go after the ball with enthusiasm every time, leaving him to wonder when Lila would let him out of the suit every time he returned to her. "She's only playing with me. Probably trying to cheer me up." he assumed hopefully. "She'll let me out as soon as she thinks I'm happy, then I can start bringing my stuff in." Sol soon lost track of how many times he had gotten the ball for her, getting more and more anxious as the game went on. 

         Crawling back-and-forth over and over became rather tedious, and was exhausting as he began feeling a bit fatigued. Sol wasn't a fit man by any means, but it felt so strange how he was already feeling tired after just a bit of crawling. While the suit was a little heavy it wasn't enough that he would struggle to carry it, and he couldn't have been awake for more than an hour. But then, upon returning to Lila, she wrapped both of her arms around his head and squeezed him like a teddy bear, smooshing his face underneath the hood. Giving him a playful smile, she picked the ball up and gave it a subtle squeeze in her hand. "How about one more catch?" she suggested. Sol let out a soft sigh of relief, relaxing as soldiers as he calmed down. "She'll let me out after this, I just know it." he thought. With that, she nonchalantly toss the ball to the center of the room, with Sol crawling after it as usual. 

         Lila couldn't help but giggle as she watched him approach the ball, sitting up on her knees as she waited with anticipation. Without a second thought, Sol reached down to pick up the plushy sphere, and as soon as he squeezed it in his paws... Pomf! All of a sudden the ball expanded to about twice its size, engulfing his suited paws in less than an instant. "Hmm?" Sol had almost no time to process what has happened before the ball expanded again, quickly taking in his arms. It didn't take long for the ball to squeeze against the front of his body, wrapping over him like an amoeba and enveloping him from the neck down. With that, the ball suddenly stopped expanding, leaving only his head free as he let out a muffled moan in confusion.

         Sol's entire body was trapped inside an expanse of pillowy softness, much like the suit he was already in. The plushy prison offered some form of movement, but it felt like he was trapped inside of a marshmallow. The purple ball wobbled back-and-forth, with the poor suited plush puppy whimpering helplessly as his cute hooded head bobbed with it. With his neck also engulfed in the ball, he couldn't even turn his head back to Lila, who witnessed his predicament with amusement. Sitting back up, Lila walked back over to the plushed up puppy, turning the ball around so they were facing each other as she gave him a playful smile. Sol Let out another whimper, begging her to release him as his immobility made him anxious. Ignoring his pleas, Lila instead playfully pushed the ball and let it slowly rock him back-and-forth.

         Sol's whimpers slowly began to die down, replaced with a blissful muffled sigh as the ball moved with a gentle swaying motion. Now trapped inside of the ball he was sent to retrieve, Sol finally began to relax as he closed his eyes, letting the ball rock him like a cradle as he drifted off. Soon the plush puppy went silent, and the ball slowly became still with its now sleeping prisoner. With a playful giggle, Lila Leaned up to Sol's suited face and gave his snoot a smooch before wrapping her arms around his head. "Goodnight sweetie." she whispered, petting the back of his head. Later on, the young man would find himself waking up once again, looking up at the ceiling light that resembled a warm rising sun. Feeling relaxed but groggy, Sol Attempted to set up, only to realize that there was a weighted blanket draped over him.

         Fumbling with his paws, he managed to throw the comfy but cumbersome blanket off of his body, and immediately looked around for the exit, which was nowhere to be seen. Since the room was circular, he couldn't tell the walls apart, making it impossible to tell where he had entered from. Even the surrounding plushes and pillows seemed to be in different places than they were the last time he had woken up, as if they have been rearranged. Sol racked his brain around the phenomenon, only to conclude that it was done by Lila so he wouldn't be able to find the exit. Sitting back up, he bumped his paw against something small and soft, looking down to see the ball which he had been playing with before falling asleep earlier.

         Distracted, he looked down at the ball and began tapping it with his paw, losing all sense of objective as a blissful smile appeared on his face. Suddenly, the ball expanded to twice its size, engulfing his suited fingers in less than an instant. Shocked, the young man snapped back to his senses, frantically shaking his arm in a panic as he attempted to get the purple ball off of him. Sure enough, the orb slipped from his plushy fingers and threw it to the other side of the room where it's slowly deflated back to its original shape. Breathing a sigh of relief, he looked down at his paws, only now remembering how he had fallen asleep earlier after playing catch with Lila. The memory itself felt rather hazy, as if it was part of a dream. Even the part where he was trapped in the ball Seemed rather strange, as he couldn't remember what was going through his head at the time, or if it had happened at all.

         Just looking at the purple ball was enough to interrupt his train of thought, as if drawing him in like an optical illusion. Considering that the ball could trap him with a single touch, he took one of the nearby plush pillows and threw it across the room, landing on top of the ball and shielding it from his sight. Breathing a sigh of relief, he collapsed onto his back, looking up at the ceiling in deep thought as he reflected on his entrancement with the ball. "What happened to me? What was that ball doing to me?" he thought to himself, thinking back to how much fun he had when he started fiddling with it in his hand, or even when he went to retrieve it for Lila. Sitting back up, he nervously placed his paws in his lap, realizing how he hadn't gotten the ball out of his mind. "Maybe it wasn't the ball, maybe it's... Me?"

         The thought was scary, but he couldn't deny or ignore how odd his behavior had become since putting on the suit. Sol was unable to ignore or decline any orders given to him from Lila, he would frequently lose his train of thought and relax at the drop of a hat, and he seemed to fall asleep just as easily. A cold shiver ran down his spine, looking back down to his paws as he pressed them against his chest, trying to move his fingers within the mitts to get a better idea of where his hands were underneath. "I'm still me... right?" he asked himself, silently panicking as he continued rubbing his paws along his body. "I... I'm not a dog." he whimpered, trying to remind himself who he was underneath all of the comfy plush stuffing. As he began to hyperventilate, the suit once again contracted on his body, giving him a comforting squeeze as his panic was quickly replaced by warm fuzziness In his chest. 

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4/11/21

         Letting out a relaxed whine, the young man collapsed back onto the plushy floor, becoming motionless as the suit continued to squeeze him. Like before, his train of thought was lost, and his anxiety disappeared, his panicked mind put to rest as he closed his eyes. While before he almost couldn't differentiate himself from his costume, now it almost felt like the suit was cuddling him, hugging his worries away to calm him down. Even if he wasn't already half-asleep, words would be unable to describe how comfortable the suit felt. Like having a weighted cotton blanket wrapped around him, or as if he was inside of a giant pillow. Or more accurately, being in the arms of a close friend. When closing his eyes, it felt like everything outside of his suit didn't exist, closed off from the world in a space full of nothing but comfort. Only seconds from falling asleep, he suddenly opened his eyes as he heard the door opening.

         Sol Slowly looked up to see Lila stepping in with a large duffel bag, closing the door behind her as she looked at him with a smile. "Hey there Sol! You sleep well?" she asked. Snapping out of his comfortable trance, he immediately crawled over to her as she kneeled down to get to his level. Sol began to paw at her knees, rubbing his useless mitts against her and attempting to speak to her with his muffled voice. "Please, please let me out of this room." he begged, his voice only coming out as cute whimpers hindered by the suit. Lila kneeled down to his level and placed the bag next to her, placing both of her hands on the cheeks of Sol hooded face. "Awww... did you miss me while I was at work?" she asked. "Mmmph?" Sol muffled in confusion, freezing in place as his paws remained on her knees. "At work?" he thought himself.

          "I thought it was morning. How long did I sleep?" His thoughts swirling into a tornado of questions, he began to silently panic as he shivered within the suit. "What time is it? Is she gonna let me out? How long is it been?" Sol's whimpers did not go unheard by Lila, who immediately wrapped her arms around him in a tight comforting hug. "Awwww don't be sad, I'm here now." she cooed, stroking his back and nuzzling her head atop his. "I came to check on you earlier, but didn't want to wake you up. You look so relaxed and cute when you snooze." Even as she hugged him, Sol couldn't stop worrying, bothered even more by the fact that he slept through being checked on. Realizing he had no concept of time in his room, he began to question how long he had actually been here.

         Seeing that her friend was still uneasy, Lila began rocking him back-and-forth, slowly calming him down as a sensation of warmth washed over him. Though he wasn't completely at ease, it definitely seemed to help, no longer whimpering as he allowed his friend to squeeze him in her arms. Recognizing this, Lila Decided to move forward with what she had come with. Continuing their hug for a few more moments, she gently pulled him away and reached over to her bag. "I understand you must get lonely whenever I'm not around, I'm sorry I didn't come home sooner. That's why I brought something for you. ❤️" she said with a smile. Sol tilted his head with curiosity but shook his head as he quickly returned to his senses. "What? no, I want to get out of this room!" he thought, taping one of his paws on her knees.

         Lila just smiled, amused by his cute puppy-like actions as she unzipped the duffel bag next to her. Then, she took the bag in both hands held it In front of her, and dumped its contents on the plushy floor between them. Sol was surprised to see a plethora of new plushes spread in front of him, each one different but very similar in design and form. There was a kitten plush, a dog plush, a wolf, red panda, fox, and even an orca, all made with silky-looking cotton. The plushes looked very well-made, barely any stitching was visible, allowing their adorably exaggerated features to stand out. Their eyes were large and made of shiny cotton, their limbs and appendages were rounded and puffy, and were all big enough to hold in his arms. Just like with the ball Lila had shown him earlier, he found himself unable to look away at the numerous plushes.

        Not only were they cute, but they were so much different from all the other little plushes and pillows in his room, as they looked a lot more huggable as opposed to just decoration. Lila picked up one of the plushes, holding it in her arms as she gave it a playful squeeze. "Aren't they just adorable?" she asked. "I sewed them all myself, just like the suit you're wearing." her response surprised Sol, not expecting her sewing skills to be on such a level that she could make so many. "When did she make these?" he thought himself, putting his paw on the red panda. The plush let out a tiny squeak as he touched it, even wiggling its two stubby front paws. "Eh?" surprised, Sol quickly released the plush from underneath his suited hand, only become emotionless seconds after he released it. Despite barely touched ing it, the plushes movements looked reactionary, almost life-like.