Marc grabbed his now seemingly lifeless friend who now seemed to be just your average raccoon plush to take a better look. While he certainly seemed to be well made, his green pullover was stuck and essentially replaced the plush on the areas it it covered.
Eventually he pressed the button on the panel just above Jeff's tail and moments later the plushy came back to life. "Woah must have turned myself off.", Jeff exclaimed. "Well careful with that. By the way, how was being turned off?", asked Marc. Jeff hmmed, "I didn't notice anything, I think I just blacked out then woke up again when you turned me on again. I guess it's like sleeping". Marc curiously pressed his thumb against Jeffs plush belly, "Does that hurt?". Jeff shook his head, then Marc bent Jeff's left arm between where the shoulder and the elbow would be, but Jeff only watched his arm being contorted in odd ways. Then Marc dropped Jeff, who was showing a moment of fear as he was falling just before he hit the floor and bounced a bit. He then stood up by himself, "Looks like we I'm rather durable".
Marc went back to the computer and started entering the settings for his change, "It looks like I can't get rid of the power button, but I can set it to turn myself back after some time... 12 hours should be enough I guess." Jeff nodded as he watched Marc from below. As Marc seemed to be satisfied he got up and undressed. "Uhm, why are you stripping for me?", Jeff asked and Marc replied, "I wanna see the whole process myself." As he was completely naked he sat down again in front of the computer he started the changes.
At first he started to shrink. While his arms and legs got shorter, his spine extended into a long form. His nose pushed forward forming a pointy muzzle. Around his sides his skin seemed to become darker and thicker, shedding a layer that formed a black leather vest. The rest of his skin turned into plush. The changes apparently excited him as his member was clearly erect by this point. With his half plush hand he reached towards it, gently stroking it. He moaned as a pair of goggles formed on his flattening forehead. Eventually just as normally he'd start to cum, his member flattened into his body leaving only his featureless plush crotch. After a moment of dizziness his robot mind kicked in.
What sat there on the now oversized chair was a plush rat, perhaps a bit smaller than Jeff, with grey plush wearing a black sleeveless leather vest and sporting a set of goggles. His tail was made of pink plush and a slight plastic overbite. Just like Jeff Mark was a rather cute plushy.