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This vignette was written for Sigma117 as her Patreon flash fiction reward for September 2019. It contains post-TF cuteness and plushification involving a pair of consenting adult ladies. <3

The Cosiest Cuddles

Sigma giggled as she snuggled up against Suki from behind, hands encircling the soft, squishable, luxuriously stuffed form of the plush cat. Of course, both Sigma and indeed Suki herself knew that just an hour or so ago the stuffed toy in Sigma's arms hadn't been a stuffed toy at all, and that realistically speaking she still wasn't. But for the time being, the grey furred cheetah had no interest in exploring in any more depth what she could do to or with the plushified figure in her arms. All of that investigation and the fun it would bring could come later, but right now Sigma only had one desire to share with Suki in her new, ever so cuddle-able state.

Purring loudly, Sigma curled herself around Suki and nuzzled her face into the crook of the stuffed toy's unbelievably luxurious, plush-furred neck. She squeezed tightly, giggling as she felt Suki's midsection squish beneath her touch in a way that the cat's former self could never have achieved, and laughing out loud in surprise and unexpected delight when upon squeezing just a little tighter, Suki let slip an audible squeak born of some sort of plastic squeaker buried deep inside her adorably fluffy belly.

"Sorry, that level of cuteness is illegal. Gonna have to arrest you now."

The cheetah giggled, growling playfully as she rolled their snuggled up bodies over on the bed and pinned the plush animal beneath her. Almost as soon as she found herself looming over Suki's body though, looking down into the fixed, adorable smile stitched onto the cat's glass button-eyed face, Sigma's playful attempt at playing bad cop failed. Suki was simply too cute in her new plushified form to display any show of force against, fake or otherwise. Instead all that Sigma could bring herself to do was lean down close against the other cat, and purr more playfully and teasingly still before beginning to lavish the stuffed toy's motionless face with licks and kisses.

"Just this once though, I think we can let you off with a warning. In fact, you're due some compensation for the inconvenience of being arrested so inappropriately. Would you prefer payment in snuggles, smooches, or..."

After the smooches and licks had been delivered in abundance, the plush fur of the cat's face now looking slightly matted and damp though still ever so soft and luxurious to the touch, Sigma teased her friend playfully once again.

"...or perhaps even some tickles. I'll bet you want nothing more than to be repaid in full in tickles and giggles and fun, hmm?"

A moment later, the cheetah was grinning and giggling herself as she began to roll around and wrestle on the bed with the immobile plush toy, her hands roaming all over its plumply stuffed and adorable form, dancing under arms and over Suki's rounded belly in a flurry of delicate tickles. She ran her tickling fingers over the soft, silky smooth pads stitched onto Suki's stubby plush limbs, tickling the cat's feet and hands before kissing them delicately, then tickling them more and more all over again. For almost five minutes Sigma amused herself to the extreme with her faux-ticklish assault upon the temporarily plushified, immobile cat, almost certain that while awake and aware of what was happening to her, Suki was immune to the effects of her friend's actions. Eventually though the cheetah's giggles and squeals of amused laughter began to settle, and she flopped down once again, drawing the plush toy close to her chest for a more lengthy, calm bout of cuddling. After all, they didn't know how long this transformation was going to last exactly, and as much fun as it would have been to play with Suki in a whole host of different ways, there was one thing that Sigma wanted to share with Suki more than anything else, and one thing that she knew Suki had wanted to share with her in turn.

They wanted to cuddle.

Just to lie there not just as friends, but in one of the most intimate and trusting relationships that could ever exist; between a person and their favourite stuffed toy.

They wanted to share that experience for as long as Suki's transformation would possibly allow, and as the cheetah purred and yawned, drawing up the bedding around them both and pulling Suki closer still in her adoring embrace, she knew that there was no better time for them to embark upon that soft, snuggly quest together than right here, and right now.

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As Sigma drifted off to sleep though, Suki remained awake.

Neither of them had really known what to expect from the transformation, but it was definitely true that while they both expected Suki to be conscious somewhat of what was going on around her, they had assumed that her senses would be somewhat limited by the lack of flesh and nerve endings present in her fluffy, stuffed animal form.

Needless to say though, as Suki lay there unable to tremble, unable to giggle, unable to tell Sigma that she had felt every last little thing that the cheetah had done to her in the past few minutes alone, they had been very, very wrong.

The plush cat's toes and handpaws were still tingling helplessly from the ticklish onslaught she had been forced to bear in total silence, unable to wriggle, to scream, to beg for Sigma to stop through her extreme laughter. She hadn't been able to whimper or sigh happily or kiss Sigma back as the licks and nuzzles lavished her face, and now she couldn't even wrap her stubby plush arms around Sigma in return as her motionless face remained gently buried in the lush fur of the cheetah's chest. She was helpless to react. Helpless to respond to any of the dozen wonderful ways that Sigma had sought to show the plush cat her affections. But even now her plush form held onto not just the memory but also the sensation of those actions. Her immobile body retained every eruption of ticklish sensation. The contact of every gentle smooch or rough-tongued lick. Every cuddle. Every squeeze. She felt all of it at once, washing over her in constant, ceaselessly repeating waves not just in those moments, but on and on even long after Sigma had surrendered completely to sleep.

She would feel it all; every wonderful feeling that Sigma had lavished upon her until whenever it was that she was restored from her plushified form to flesh and blood.

And when finally Suki did so, when she was able to squeal and squirm and giggle and cuddle and kiss back in return, she would make sure that Sigma was repaid in full for every moment of tender, loving joy that she had shared with the plush cat. Repaid for every tickle; every kiss, every touch, as a squeezable, snuggle-able stuffed toy of Suki's very own.

By Jeeves

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