A green and beige-furred canine stood near the front of a large factory with a gigantic pink blow-up rabbit on top, presumably the company’s mascot. Cameron was there to look into getting a job in the factory, not that he had a particular interest in making sweets. The advertisement he saw simply said the job paid well, and that was enough for him.
Cameron stepped through the doors of the factory, and found himself in a well decorated lobby. Everything was brightly colored, like he was inside of a cartoon, and big pink rabbits were walking around the place, going to and fro as if on a quest to get something done at their next destination. There were a lot of them, and he began to wonder what position hadn’t already been filled by a bunny.
He took a moment longer to look at the rabbits. They were running around and sported rather large bellies, ones that jutted a good foot or two out from their chests. Some rabbits were using this to their advantage, carrying stuff on top of their stomachs as if it were a table. They also had quite large, fluffy looking tails that bounced like their stomachs when they walked around, not to say that every part of them looked extra fluffy in general.
Suddenly, his snout was buried in one of these soft bellies. He stepped back for a moment and looked up to see an exceptionally large bunny looking down at him. The rabbit chuckled and stepped back a bit, and he noticed an imprint in the rabbit’s stomach that looked like… teeth? After a moment, he felt a very sweet taste in his mouth, which led to the realization that he had taken a bite out of the rabbit! He quickly hurried to the nearest trash bin and spat the wet lump of marshmallow out.
He turned back towards the large rabbit just in time to see what had happened to the bite spot. From the looks of it, the rabbit had simply regrown what bit of marshmallow had been taken off of him. Cameron was genuinely confused, but the rabbit just laughed again, his whole belly shaking with him as he did so.
He now spoke in a masculine voice, “Don’t worry, that happens all the time with the new employees! You ARE here for your tour of the place, right? Do you have your form?”
Cameron nodded and pulled out a folded up paper that had the necessary information for him to apply for a job here. While he wasn’t any less confused, he decided to just go along with things. If the rabbit didn’t mind having a bite taken out of him, then that hopefully didn’t harm his chances of getting a job at the place.
The rabbit unfolded the paper and read some of what Cameron had put in there. “Cameron,” he said, “that’s your name? Well, I’m Thomas Mallow, owner of Mallows Incorporated! Heh, if I remember correctly, I think you’re one of three Camerons we have here!”
Cameron chuckled at the coincidence, his confusion from before now having completely faded. If he was still on the track to get this job, despite having bitten off part of the bunny in front of him, then he didn’t intend to mess things up now. “Well, I guess we’ll get along then!”
Thomas smiled and folded up the paper, keeping it with him and beginning to walk off before turning around and gesturing for Cameron to follow. “Follow me; let’s not keep that tour waiting any longer!”
Cameron gladly followed, and was eventually led down a hall that Thomas filled almost entirely on his own. As they walked, the pair passed a place where two halls crossed, and it was at this point that a smaller rabbit, carrying a tray of pink marshmallows on the top of its belly, was stopped by the giant. He grabbed a marshmallow off of the tray before sending the worker rabbit along, and turned towards Cameron with it. “Here, you’re just in time to try our new line of sweets! We don’t have a name for them yet, but the flavor is so nice that your whole body will be able to taste it!”
That was a rather strange thing to say about marshmallows, but the chance to have a free treat wasn’t one to be passed up. He popped the thing into his mouth, filling it with an almost overwhelmingly sweet, yet still enjoyable, taste.
When he finished eating it, he noticed the taste, and what felt like some residue from the marshmallow, was still on his tongue. He shrugged it off, as Thomas had mentioned it was a new line of sweets, and paid no mind to it for now. Soon the tour was back in motion, and he was oblivious to his fur turning into a shade of pink similar to that of the other working rabbits. It spread throughout his entire body, all while he was being distracted by his tour of the factory.
A little bit later, he noticed a strange sensation in his stomach. He felt oddly full, yet exceptionally light simultaneously, and gasped as he looked down to finally notice the change that had been occurring. Thomas turned around to see what was going on, but didn’t look concerned in the slightest. In fact, he looked pleased to see the sight in front of him. Cameron, confused, asked, “What the hell is happening to my fur?!”
The rabbit spoke with an evil tone. “Ah, that is just something with that marshmallow you tried. They have a set of side effects that can be… transforming…”
Cameron heard the last word and shuddered. He had heard about others being turned into berries before, but if this was happening with a marshmallow… he didn’t want to complete that thought. He immediately turned and began to make his way towards the exit, but two worker rabbits blocked the hall, stopping him in his tracks as the large rabbit came up behind him.
“You see, Cameron, we’ve had a… high demand for new workers. With our mascot being, well, me, I thought it would be a good idea for us to have our employees mimic this look. That marshmallow you had was not a new line of sweets, oh no, it was one of our first. In fact, I was the first one to have one of them!”
It was at this time that Cameron noticed his stomach rounding out. He pressed on it instinctively, and felt a surprising amount of give in his hide. He couldn’t even call it hide anymore, as he noticed that it had a texture similar to that of a marshmallow. His fur had disappeared completely, being replaced by what looked like the exterior of one of the sweets he had eaten before.
His ears felt strange as well, and he slowly reached up to touch one of them. To his dismay, they were definitely longer than before, and thinner as well. He turned around to check one last thing, and sure enough, his tail had become just as big and fluffy as that of the other rabbits working here. His hands were losing their shape, beginning to look more like nubs than anything else, and his legs resembled a rabbit’s legs.
As if that wasn’t enough, he could feel his snout growing shorter, along with the rest of his face changing. He was falling into a sort of daze, and an overpowering voice was creeping into his brain, telling him to report to one area, then to take something to another; task after task was pouring into his brain. After what seemed like mere seconds of Cameron being in a complete daze, he found himself working away at these very tasks. He tried to resist, but simply couldn’t. Eventually, he gave up resisting at all. Life as a marshmallow rabbit couldn’t be TOO bad, right?