Phira the phoenix flopped onto her bed, exhausted not physically but emotionally. It was October, the month of scares, and she was most certainly not looking forward to it. She didn’t like being scared, and much preferred to seek comfort amidst her plushies instead.

She looked around, wondering which of her plushies to snuggle, and her gaze settled on a life-sized plushie Seviper in the corner of the room. Her eyes widened. She didn’t recall ever having gotten a plushie like that! Maybe it was a gift one of her friends snuck into her room? Whatever the case, she had no intention of complaining. She quickly flew over to that plush and gave it a hug, before coiling it around herself, as if it were hugging her in return. It was so soft, warm, and comfy... She felt so much safer now, in the big snake’s hug.

Phira closed her eyes, basking in the comfort and warmth of being held in the coils of the plush Seviper. Feeling the soft fuzz, resting her muzzle on one of its squishy plush coils, enjoying the feeling of the thick fur around her neck...

...Wait, huh?

Phira opened her eyes, seeing not a beak on the front of her face, but instead a short, brown-furred cloth muzzle with a cute little plastic black nose at the end. Reaching up with a wing, she felt a thick ruff of faux fur around her neck, which she lifted up a bit to get a look at, finding that it was a cream color. Reaching up further, now with both wings, she could feel that her entire head was now made of furry cloth, which she could press into harmlessly due to her head now being filled with stuffing. And at the top of her head, she felt two long, pointed cloth ears.

An Eevee, she realized. Somehow, she was becoming a plush Eevee.

Looking at her wings, she saw her feathers receding, as her wings changed to fuzzy plush forelegs and forepaws, with sewn-on lines on the paws instead of individual digits. Looking down, she saw her feathery chest turning to fuzzy brown cloth, followed by the rest of her torso. Soon, she felt something behind her starting to wag - as best it could amidst the coils of the Seviper - and looked to see that indeed now she had a thick, fox-like fuzzy tail, colored brown with a cream tip.

The plush Seviper’s coils began to contract, not to squeeze Phira but to compensate for her quickly starting to shrink down. She felt her legs starting to thicken and turn to cloth and stuffing, shortly followed by her bird feet dramatically reshaping themselves into cute cloth hindpaws, complete with a little pink circle on the bottom of each. At that point, she had finally stopped shrinking, now a mere 1’ tall, and was completely covered in the Seviper’s coils.

Phira wiggled and climbed upward, poking her head out from the Seviper’s coils to find the Seviper gazing right at her, giving a blep with its long tongue and wiggling its tail tip. And at that point, it wasn’t tricky at all for her to guess just who this plush Seviper really was.

“Fluffyyyy~!”