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Thread: Plushful Desires[mintie_x]

Sharing a room was the pits, considering that the majority of the time it was a 'People coming in and out' situation that left her mildly exhausted, not to say she wasn't to blame for doing it a few times herself. Fortunately, that problem would be fixed in under a week, as her father had heard of the recent break ins and not so pleasant incidents to happen on campus, not to mention that it had almost happened to his lovely daughter He had made sure to buy her an apartment flat toward the city, still close to her school, but not on campus. Surprisingly, she had managed to pick herself back up quite nicely after using her roommates softball bat to, er, extinguish an issue, campus security really was lax to have let that happen, which was only one more reason for her father to move her out of the dorms. Most of her things being in boxes, having come back only a good hour ago to find her dorm room empty, she had called her roommate only to find out that she was staying at her boyfriend's tonight. Good, whatever, it meant the dorm to herself. The sound of running water had started up a good twenty minutes ago, meaning she was just about finished with her shower, shampoo and soap rinsing down the drain. Pulling her fingers through her wet hair once she turned the knob of the shower, the water silenced itself and she stepped out, wrapping her figure in a cotton white towel. Subconsciously reaching out and wiping off the fog from the mirror, her appearance came to her shortly afterwards, smiling softly to herself before beginning her bathroom routine. Hair having started to air dry into its thick, black tresses that fell past her shoulders, brushing all of it to one side of her face, Sarai rinsed her mouth and moved about her bathroom, picking up the clothes she had peeled off her curvy frame. The Italian and Colombian mix having not heard a thing that was going on inside her dorm room, moved from her bathroom, still wrapped in her towel and releasing the steam from the tight space. Honey colored eyes glancing over at the made bed of hers, for a moment she sensed something odd, moving toward her closet and opening the door, tossing her clothes into the hamper before realizing her foot was brushing against something soft. What in the world. How did you get all the way over here? Of course she wasn't expecting some answer from a bear, arms folding over her at least C cupped chest, knowing that he had definitely been laying out on her bed with the other two bears when she had originally gone out today. Not to mention how he got over there, but why in the world was he sitting like that? She didn't remember putting him over there or sitting him like that. Genuinely, she didn't play with her bears at all, more so just looked to them for the occasional comfort and memories of home, the nineteen year old picked up the pink stuffed animal with both hands, turning him around to face her. By the way she was holding onto him, and the proximity that he was to her, she didn't at all notice the added 'assets' he had, though there was still something odd about her bear once she pulled it to her chest.listulistulistu
Thread: Plushful Desires[mintie_x]

The man couldn't understand why. What had he done to deserve such a life, such an existence as to be a stuffed animal. Okay maybe it was the killing or could have been the raping thing. Now that he thought about it, it could have been all the criminal acts that caused this. However he wasn't in the mind state to think things through, he was pissed. He was a short pink teddy with a heart in the center of his chest. How in the world could he be okay with something like this and not to mention his member was a light pink color as well. It use to be black. He began hyperventilating, breathing heavily from his panicking. This was beyond anything he could ever had imagine or thought of. Yet some sick mind had thought this up and even worst, brought it into existence. There he sat there with his hand on his chest trying to bring his pulse down and catch his breath. Things only got worst when he heard movement and the sound of running water. He had been so adsorbed into his current problem he hadn't even thought about if anyone was here. Calm down, calm down! He ordered himself. Those round ears of his turned to the side, focusing completely on the door and what was begin it. Trying his best to keep track of her as he did his best to relax a bit more. It seemed like perfect timing as that door swung open and he began to freeze like a statue. How the fuck does a teddy bear act? He asked himself as he tried not to move. He wanted to remain as still as he could. Once she picked him up and turned him around to face her, those black button eyes popped open wide when he placed the face. YOU?! He roared. He remembered her completely, she was the last woman he ever laid his eyes on. The one he was planing to have his way with before she got him good. She was the reason he had ended back up in prison which lead to his death. You little bitch! Venom dripped from his mouth as his small arms were thrown forward in an attempt to grasp around her neck. He deeply wanted to choke her, beat her for all that fallen upon him.
Thread: Plushful Desires[mintie_x]

As a child, Sarai Guiterrez had never been a fan of the teddies that could talk. Not even a fan of the ones with teeth had really made a fan out of Sarai, no she preferred her simple bears with the sewed shut mouths and round hands and feet, soft fur and round ears. However, it was in a insant that she felt something about her bear, swearing she felt it move as her eyes looked down at him again. He did move, and was now looking at a bear with wider eyes than he had come with and that voice that caused her own eyes to grow to the size of saucers. Oh yes, there was definitely something different about her bear. The following words that he had for her snapping her out of her trance, her arms shot him out forward and away from her bust, his little arms not having the length to even come close to her neck, hands under his arms. You're a fucking talking bear! How in the hell did THIS happen? And of all the things he had said to her, according to her bear, she was a 'little bitch', mentally knowing she hadn't done anything. Though, she would give him something to be mad about, if that was the case, Sarai remembering that he was after all a stuffed animal Easy to be thrown . Tossing him onto her bed and then realizing this definitely wasn't hear bear, with the sight of a penis and balls to go with it, this was a sick joke for whoever was pulling this one off. Her bear had just tried to choke her, having watched him land in an awkward position on her bed like any doll made of cotton would, Sarai's mind was rolling over these facts over and over again. This couldn't just be some prank. Was she high? Blinking quickly and snatching a pillow just in case, she moved toward the bear slowly, Who are you and what have you done to my bear? You're not my bear and you can't even say you are you sick fuck. She knew damn well her bear hadn't come home with a dick when she had originally gotten him. listulistulistu
Thread: Plushful Desires[mintie_x]

This felt like some sick and twisted Child's Play movie. Like someone had thought to combine Chucky with the Care Bears to see what that gave birth to. A bad script that had been regretted, thrown, and pissed on since no one in their right mind would enjoy this. His rage towards her increased with the technique she used to avoid his attack, outstretching her arms like he was nothing. No shit! You think I haven't noticed this! He snapped back at her as he tried to stretch himself, praying he was given the extra inches to choke her. The thought of whether he actually could choke her with his rounded hands hadn't even entered his mind. He would make it work, he would find a way to end her life. Like a piece of trash he was thrown across the room, only implanting just how weak he had become. You cuuuunt! He said as he flew and hit the bed landing with his left arm folded behind his back like he didn't have a bone in it. The odd part that it didn't even hurt. He laid there for a minute like he was thinking heavily about everything that has transferred the past few months. He then heard her yelling reach him and he snaps back. ME?! Why the hell would I wanna be a fucking teddy bear! And YOURS of all people. You put me in jail, they killed me! He roared out as he managed to get back up on his feet to glare at her. He stood there looking at her with rage filled into him, she was the only that had caused this to him. If it hadn't been for that moment, he'd be free. He runs to the edge of the bed and leaps off of it to fly through the air towards her. He would get her some way or how. He wouldn't allow the same chick to defeat him twice. He was already a damn stuffed animal.
Thread: Plushful Desires[mintie_x]

Going over the events in her head of what had happened earlier in the night, having gone to a party she figured that perhaps right now, she was dreaming, and this? Wasn't really happening. Yeah, that made perfect sense. Someone had probably slipped something into her drink, which she was too young to have anyway, and she was now hallucinating about angry teddy bears. . Right? Still clutching onto the pillow as she remained where she was by her bathroom door, having disregarded him trying to reach out and grab for her again, for some reason, it seemed as though he knew her, just not particularly in the way she figured her bear would. Mentally considering he didn't really have the fingers to choke her out, she hadn't been the one to think about that when she pitched him across the room and onto her bed, his words would have been humorous if he hadn't been trying to choke her. Strike that, it was a bit funny, though she managed to keep the laughter to herself, taking a few steps forward with her bare feet, he seemed to have calmed down for a little while. . Of course that didn't last too long as he jumped up, evidently getting used to the idea of standing a lot faster than she thought he would He might as well get used to being thrown then if that was how this was going to work. Raising a brow when he stated that she had put him in jail, that was when it struck her that it was definitely not her bear talking to her. It was that piece of slime that had crept into her dorm and tried to get her in her sleep! You were a fucking convict anyway! Who the fuck escapes prison then tries to rape someone!? Why should it be her fault that he'd tried to rape the wrong one? Just because she fought back didn't mean it was anything close to being her problem. Watching him run and jump, fortunately she was a good three feet taller than him when he was standing up properly, though she gripped the pillow again and swung, knocking him away from her and into the dormitory's door. Moving quickly now, she moved into her bathroom and grabbed her blowdryer, instantly grabbing him by one of his arms and moving toward her desk chair, You weird thing. She grumbled, words of a different language following shortly after, holding him down and tying him into the chair using the wire of her blowdryer, tying it properly around his arms and having him held to the chair. Now you listen to me you little shit, you're a bear now. Get over it. I don't know how you got to be a bear and it's not my fault you are one now. But if you try that shit again, I will burn your fucking eyes OFF. Her voice was low, eyes narrowed and evidently adding to the point that she was serious, releasing her glare for a moment to fix one of his ears. Even though he wasn't exactly her bear, the main focus was that he was in her bear's stuffed, cotton cute body and couldn't do a thing about it, placing a mildly teasing peck on his forehead before going off into her closet to change into something to sleep in. listulistulistu
Thread: Plushful Desires[mintie_x]

Her height and form didn't bother him at all. He was use to having to fight when the odds were against him. Though when he was himself, he was at least six foot tall so finding someone bigger than him was a bit of a stretch. Now it seemed it would be an everyday thing it he was to be stuck in this body forever. A horny fucking inmate! That's who! He shouted back at her. What kind of question was that anyone. Any straight man who had been to jail would be interested in getting some once they were released. Sadly he just couldn't wait for a hooker or some woman selling her body. That wasn't important as he he flew across the room towards her only to be smacked away like an annoying fly. He hit the door hard with a grunt and yelp of pain coming out from the impact, only to groan as he bounced on the floor. Why you.. He began only to notice his arm beginning taken and him being taken across the room. Okay okay okay! He roared out. He was finally beginning to realize he couldn't do anything at the state he was in now which only pissed him off. He struggled as best he could, but she still managed to bind him to the chair. Got dammit. You gotta make me feel even more unless? He asked her as he looked to her with eyes of hate. An expression that began to change as he looked up at her, taking in the fact she was barely wearing anything. He wondered if he should have handled it differently. Maybe things would have been a bit more interesting if he had. Suddenly he felt like someone had grabbed him by the hair as he was yanked out of the bear. He stood there in the middle of the room with another completely lost and confused look on his face. He looked down at his transparent form when it finally hit him. Fuck I am dead. He said to himself, unknown to him that she would be able to hear him. Though he didn't know she wouldn't be able to see him in this form. OOC I had not planned for the switch bodies yet. Kind of caught me off guard. lol
Thread: Plushful Desires[mintie_x]

Crazy ass. No wonder he was in prison. Now, however, he was a bear, and whatever cruel things he had done in his life were now back up to par with him, because now he was some dumb stuffed animal, taking a moment to glance at her other ones just in case it was all of them. She didn't mind fucking up some bears if it was going to be like that. Rolling her eyes when he shouted at her for the first time, Sarai settled her hands on her hips when she returned from her closet, Happy to be your first choice, creep. That was just one more reason her father didn't like this campus. 'Why the hell is the prison so goddamn close!?' Despite his protests, this was a good school, and he wouldn't be changing his daughter's mind about going here. A pair of black boy shorts holding on to her firm rear while a jersey from one of the football players covering her torso, brushing over her smooth thighs as she moved toward the bear again and made sure that the knot was held tight. Wouldn't want to wake up with a bear on top of you. Especially not a crazy one. Hair now dry as she leaned forward, just to be on the safe side, Sarai moved back into her bathroom and grabbed her flat iron, the cord just as long as the blow dryer's, wrapping it around him and tying another knot. At least if he struggled to get out of this, she would hear him before he got to her, rolling her eyes at him asking if she had to make him feel useless, Should've felt useless when your little ass tried to choke me. You don't even have fingers. She grumbled, arms folding over her chest again before letting out a mildly relieved face, shifting her fingers through her loose curls moving to carefully escort the other two bears off her bed and grab onto the police flashlight given to every dormitory, obviously enough to be a flashlight and a decent pain in the head if you were hit with it. She would be using this on him if he did anything else stupid tonight, turning off the light and moving to her bed, settling under the sheets only to hear him speak to himself. No, you're a bear. Fortunately for him, she hadn't realized that it wasn't the bear's mouth moving when he has said this. ooc Hahaha, for the most part it was just so he could figure out he was dead, unless you want to go ahead and slap him into another body or let him test out being a spirit. listulistulistu
Thread: Plushful Desires[mintie_x]

He felt low now and far beneath the state he was a few moments ago. To think he had actually been reduced to this, to this life style and way of living. He had things he wanted to do, wanted to accomplish before he passed away. Now it was over, he was done for. He knew soon he'd see that blinding white light and some form of the devil to come take his soul. He began to wish and pray he was the stupid teddy bear again. At least that way he was alive, in some way, shape, or form. He never thought he'd wished to be inside a stuffed animal and back into that body that was tied to a chair. He hadn't heard the light switch and figured something else had turned the light off. His fear was getting the best of him now and he didn't like that at all. He went from feeling useless to weak and that was even more unbearable. He closed his eyes and began to pray, hope, and whatever he could that he returned to the bear's body. Before he knew it, he felt that same pulling feeling again and thrown back into the body of the bear. Thank god, thank you thank you thank you. He started saying. He figured it was time to accept the way things were and get over it. He just had to find a way to change things around for himself, but he couldn't risk her turning him in. Or worst pulling his stuffing out. Okay okay, I'm sorry. Please don't leave me like this all night. He said sounding almost like he was pleading. I can feel the seams stretching. I'll be good, I swear. He begged, something he normally never did. This was different though, something he couldn't change or predict. So he had to change to fit the situation.
Thread: Plushful Desires[mintie_x]

Laying against her bed, the female turned her head in the direct of where she had strapped the bear down to the chair, wondering what in the world he was talking about, over there mumbling to himself. Damn bear. She evidently wasn't going to get too much sleep tonight, raising up carefully to sit on her legs, clicking on the flashlight once he began to apologize and beg for her to let him out of his confinements. She could easily leave him like that the entire night if she wanted to, because if this truly was the man who had tried to rape her and then only an hour ago tried to choke her? Hell, she could drop him in a fire pit. But with that in mind, she was sure he knew that as well, reaching over and turning the light on at her desk, clicking off the flashlight and settling back to the way she was sitting. Something other than his seams stretching must have just happened for him to suddenly want to 'be good', rolling her eyes because really, what was the most he could do? Choking her wasn't an option, and although suffocation was, she wasn't going to give him any ideas. Pulling one of the restraints off, she narrowed her light brown eyes slightly before stating plainly, Do something crazy and your eyes are mine . Sarai was serious in her threat, and he should know that she was, pulling the blow dryer cord off his plush body and immediately grabbing a hold of him under his arms. Where the hell am I going to put you. More so talking to herself, she knew she couldn't just put him on the floor with the rest of her bears, considering if her roommate walked in to see a bear with male parts, she would probably lose her mind.listulistulistu
Thread: Plushful Desires[mintie_x]

He was tired of feeling pathetic, like he was the shadow of his former self. He wanted to embrace this new life he had. He could continue to live and now he'd be able to do so without having to worry about age or dying. At least he hoped on those parts. He watched as she sat up and turned the flashlight on which caused him to narrow his eyes to limit its access to his eyes. Was that really needed? He asked while turning his head away from the bright beam so he wouldn't go blind. Could he go blind? Well besides her yanking off one of his eye buttons. C'mon, I'd be a good boy. I can remain tamed. He promised her as he watched her move to turn on the light and then move closer towards him. He felt relief wash over him, glad he wouldn't have to remain in this spot all night long. Okay, what do you define as crazy? I think me just speaking it enough to fall under that term. He said which was true in a sense. I swear. He promised to make sure she would undo him, but he actually was telling the truth. At least for once in his life he didn't want to end up in a bad situation again. He found himself smiling when she undid the cords and then picked him up like he was some small child. How about we start with down. He told her as he began to wiggle within her grasp. C'mon, I gotta piss and you bout to wear it. He told her since he was already holding on as it was when he was tired. Actually then he was going to just piss on the floor to made her angry. Now with his new outlook on life, he'd much prefer a toilet but it could end up being her if she didn't move quick enough.
Thread: Plushful Desires[mintie_x]

She couldn't possibly imagine how it felt to go from being a big, huge man to now being a two feet, and maybe a couple of inches, tall bear with pink fur and a red heart on his chest. At least he wasn't a bear in prison though, hating her mind for having bothered to be optimistic about it, rolling her eyes when he asked what she defined as crazy, figuring whatever so called 'high' she had been on was definitely not there. Had it ever really been? Probably not. I've gotten over and redefined my level of crazy. She responded, it wasn't difficult to hold on to him when he began to squirm, shaking her head lightly before letting her eyes grow wide at him stating he had to piss. God. This was one of the reasons why she had always liked bears instead of little bed wetting dolls, setting him down instantly because she was not about to let some bear pee on her. Smirking softly at the fact that he could barely see over the edge of her bed, she stood carefully and led the way to her bathroom, opening the door and letting him awkwardly walk in. Deciding she probably didn't want to watch her bear take a piss, all of this was still making very little sense to her, particularly how a dead convict was somehow in the body of a bear. She didn't recall that being something as far as going through the phases of life and death went. Since when was being a stuffed animal one of those things? Whatever the case of it was though, he had been granted most of the parts he had as a human. Moving over to her bed again, she glanced at the clock and let out a soft yawn, arms stretching over her head and causing her jersey to raise slightly over her waist. listulistulistu