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[u][b][center]Stuffed[/center][/b][/u]

[u][b][center]By: Lapsa[/center][/b][/u]

[u][b][center]For: ShadowFox014[/center][/b][/u]

[u][b][center]CW: Human Character[/center][/b][/u]

“So…remind me again why I’m about to dress up like a [i]cow[/i] to a party?” Travis stared down at the large cartoonish suit with a frown, the bulky suit strewn across the bed before him. He could already feel the heat on his body as he looked over the stiff yellow foam, the udder and torso nearly too heavy for him to lift without letting out a soft grunt. “It’s not even a costume party.”

“Well, I’m not the one that lost the bet now, am I!” the bull chuckled to himself, his shaggy brown hair waving about with each heart laugh. “Besides, I think it’ll look good on you!”

“Oh fuck you, Scott. How long do I have to wear this thing anyhow? The whole party?”

“Yup, whole party - and I want to see it on you before we head out.” The bull chuckled again, grin wide across his face. “So stop your complainin’ and put it on already!”

“Fine…just wait till the next bet you lose though…”

Travis rolled his eyes as he pulled the torso off the bed, holding it steady in both arms as he balanced himself to lift his legs – letting out another grunt as he shoved his feet down into the firm foamy interior. It would be an effort to get each leg fitted in, having to push down and pull up at the same time to even manage to get the heavy bulky mess of a suit around his waist – the human struggling to keep his balance all the while as he scowled at the still teasing and laughing bull.

“Having a little trouble?” Travis was already panting by the time he got both feet firmly planted on the ground, arms pushing their way into the suit next as he struggled to fit his hands into the soft plastic ‘hooves’ that tipped the suit’s limbs. “Why a cow, anyhow? Your idea of a little joke?”

“Figure it’d be better than having you dress up as a dog!” The bull’s chuckles only grew louder as he watched the human continue to struggle to get into the suit – eyes not leaving the sight for even a second as he brushed the shaggy hair from his eyes. “Plus, I think its pretty fitting~”

“’Fitting’? I can barely even get my arms into this thing. I’m already out of breath just from trying to put it on.” Travis pushed his final free arm into the suit with a loud grunt – hands both moving behind is back after the pull up the oversized zipper as he felt the suit start to tighten around him, trapping in even more heat as sweat began soak his clothes. “This thing is heavy as hell too. This udder alone weighs a ton!”

“Oh, it’s not that bad! Stop your complaining!” The bull leaned back in his chair, eyes darting over to the clock before looking back again as Travis continued to struggle – foam hooves having made his hands virtually useless, even the over-sized zipper proving more than a match before only the head remained. “The party is only…what? A few hours? And I’m sure everyone there is going to get a kick out of this too~!”

“I can’t wait…”

Travis let out a sigh as he rolled his eyes again, mumbling a few more words of protest as he lifted up the final piece of the suit over his head – eyes staring into the imposing and heavy cow-head, small slits for the eyes just barely letting a few small hints of light through to the interior. He’d only spent a moment sizing up the head before letting out another sight – feeling the plush push against his face and matt his hair as he pushed his face into it. Arms would wrap around it, almost hugging it to push it firmly on as the putrid chemical smell of the fresh foam within hit him – air foul and hot as his own sweat soon made it even more difficult to breath within.

“Th-there…its on.” Travis’ voice echoed in his ears, muffled by the suit – entire body having to turn to face the bull as the bulky head could only turn a few inches. “How do I look? Enjoying yourself?”

“I’m loving it! Looks super good on you~!” The bull stood up now as he looked over the suit. “Why not move around a bit and see how it fits.”

“Yeah, whatever. Thing is a pain in the ass to move in though.”

Travis let out a few more muffled protests as he repositioned himself to face the far wall – slow awkward waddles following as he made his way to the far end of the room. The suit’s hooves would clank against the wooden floor with each unsure step, udder making it a chore to balance. It would take almost all of Travis’ patience to keep himself upright, the human inside the suit now sweating even more from the effort as the musky scent of his own sweat joined the chemical smell and only served to add to the heat building up in the plush prison.

Each second seemed to make the suit even more cumbersome and heavy as well, time dragging on as he finally reached the far end of the wall only to have to twist himself around to face towards the bull again. The plush all the while would seem to soak up each drop of sweat now as it bled through his clothes, the material seeming to thickening up like a sponge at the liquid – pushing up against his body even more as his movements became that much more strained and slowed.

“Doing okay in there?”

“T-thing almost feels like its g-getting heavier…” Travis felt himself stopping short as he nearly feel over, just barely managing to catch himself on the bed post. “F-feeling a bit…dehydrated…probably going to take the suit off for a sec…”

“Sure, don’t want you passin’ out before the party.”

“Y-yeah…j-just….w-where…Where is the zipper? I-I can’t find the zipper?” Even through the suit there’d be a panicked tone to Travis’ voice as a sudden tingle of fear ran up the human’s spine – hooven hands desperately feeling around the back for the over-sized zipper that was there just seconds before, heart and mind already moving a little faster as a fog started to slowly creep amid the racing thoughts. “S-Scott. L-little help!?”

“Yeah yeah, don’t worry, let me come over and give you a hand.” The bull gave a nod and chuckled softly again as he slowly walked up behind the suited man – Scott towering over his friend with a grin still plastered across his face. “Here, just sit back and let me take care of ya~”

Travis would go to let out a protest – words cut short as the bull’s muscular arms wrapped around the plush suit – thick hands groping at the suit’s udder. He’d almost immediately feel a strange ripple of pleasure across his spine, the tingles seeming to come from the suit itself as they danced along and wriggled into his thoughts. Each squeeze of the foam seeming to bring on another wave as the gaze in his mind grew.

“W-what the…” The words faded into a gasp as one of the hands moved to the udder’s nipples, pulling at them one after another as an even more intense wave of pleasurable jolts sparked out across the human’s body – every inch of him within the suit radiating with that gentle pleasure as more of his awareness seemed to be drawn to the arms around him and the warm body against his back.

“S-stop th-tha—” Foam arms would be little match for the bull’s grip as they uselessly pushed against the muscular limbs around him – the soft plastic hooves proving even more useless than they were putting the suit on. “W-what are you d-doing!?”

“Shhhh, just relax Trav~”

“I-its…to-too hot…” With a parting flick the hand would move down to the suit’s crotch, gentle coaxing words doing nothing to ease the human within before the hand gave a firm squeeze – Travis’ entire body shuddering and twitching as he felt the pressure against his member. “S-stop…k-knock it off!”

“But doesn’t this feel so good~?” The bull moved his head closer to the suit’s ears, whispering as he gave another squeeze that sent another twitch through the human’s body. “So warm, so safe, so comfy…”

Travis would feel the words wriggle into his mind as the haze seemed to part for them, having thickened into a soupy milky mess with each little drop of pleasure that flooded in – sparked into flame by the heat that cooked away any other thoughts, mind becoming soft and foamy. That feeling of warm creamy mindlessness would only grow with each subsequent whisper as the words repeated again – little gentle flashes amid the mist. All the while the suit’s grip would seem to tighten more, pressing down even more firmly as if to choke out the body within.

“No worries, no fears, no stress~” Travis felt himself fall back, sinking against the bull’s chubby muscular body, vision starting to blur as a cool breeze came over his hot flush face.

“Just letting that suit keep you happy…letting that pleasure melt away every little tiny thought in that head~” A few soft moans would come from suit as Scott gave another squeeze. “No need to resist, no need to fight, no need to even think~ So hard to think in there, isn’t it~?”

“J-just….s-so…hard to…to think…” Travis could barely even wade through the thick, almost solid, haze in his mind now – arms still uselessly struggling idly against the bull’s grip as more soft moans came from within the suit.

“Just warm, safe, and happy in that suit.”

“Y-yeah…w-warm…s-safe….h-hap…happy…” More muffled moans would leave the blank expressionless suit as it smiled dumbly up, words repeated back to the bull as Travis’ arms went completely limp, energy seeming to fade from his body as the creeping numbness grew even more.

The suit would seem to almost settle in as the sensation grew – twitches and shudders from pleasure and each small brush or group being met with thick foam that would lock his motions, coaxing his tired numb muscles into that limp pose. It’d only be a few seconds of the treatment before he’d feel the last few muscles stop completely as his awareness seemed to drain from his body – only the budge in his crotch and the tingles from his udder remaining as those helped to further smother his mind in that thick blanket.

“That’s right…warm, safe, and happy. You love this feeling, you never want it to end. You want to stay like this [i]forever[/i]. Just my little plush cow-toy.” Scott’s voice flowed forth again through the thick haze, each word soaking into it, absorbed and squeezed back out with each lazy attempt at any thoughts the human made – the words echoing themselves over and over again until they faded back into the creamy soup.

“N.nnnmmm…f-f-nnnmmmm….f-forever….” Travis would sink even deeper into that trance as more of his body went limp, more muscles relaxing as they faded away into the soft plush. “S-safe….warm….happy…y-yes…f-feels so good…l-love being a plush cow…love being a toy.”

“That’s right…just give in, no need to fight.” One of Scott’s hands would slowly move up, fingers trailing along the soft furred suit all the while until they got up to the face – gently petting at the snout as Travis shivered with each sensation. “It feels so good when you just give in, when you accept it. You’ll make such a good cow-toy, such a good [i]mindless[/i] plush.”

A dull pain would follow the words – slicing slowly through Travis’ mind like a needle launched into his ears, the sensation just barely drowned out by the haze as it pierced his deepest thoughts. All at once his mind would feel like it was being squeezed by the foam as it started to swell even more, seeming to wring out every tiny drop of it could as memories, experiences, and thoughts were all gobbled up by the hungry foam – identity fading away into the suit.

“Just…a mindless…plush” The words left slow and strained as just enough of his mind was left to muster them, repeating them back as they echoed over and over.

“No more Trav~.” The bull kept petting at his foam body, words soft as they continued to whisper into the suit’s ear.

“No…more…” The words came out even slower than before, trailing off into nothing but a muffled mumbled noise.

“No more human…no more you.”

“No…more…”

“Nothing but a mindless plush.”

“….”

“Nothing but a foam cow, just a toy for me to enjoy.”

The human would remain silent now, trapped in his plush prison as the last bit of his mind was stuffed and lost forever. Nothing would remain but those echoing words flowing in and out of the porous plushy foam where his brain once was. He wouldn’t even be able to try to think of anything else, wouldn’t be able to feel anything aside from the soft tingles against his new plush body and the dull throbbing pleasure and heat between his legs that flowed like honey up his spine. He’d be lost in that warm blissful trance forever – stuck for as long as the bull desired, a dumb happy cow-doll to parade around and use as he pleased, blank smile facing forward all the while.

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