Making up your mind you push open the wardrobe doors and face down the eerie bunny mannequins. At first they make to grab you but then pause and walk around you slowly, seeming to study you intently. Then they step back and go into a three way huddle, throwing you the occasional glance or pointing in your direction.
You take the opportunity to step away from them and head towards the door, your steps muffled by the onesies feet. Just as you start to feel lucky a floorboard creaks below you, followed by the rapid clicking of heels behind you. The onesie tightens around your midriff as one of the bunny-quins grabs the fluffy material and twists .
Sighing, you half turn to face leporidian dummies, the closet of whom releases her grip on your fuzzy outfit. Just as you start to explain the realisation hits you that even though she has let go the costume is still tight around you ribs, and is now getting tighter everywhere!
"Hey, what did you do?" You exclaim, tugging at the onesie as it clearly outlines your manly frame, squeezing your body closely.
The bunnies seem contented with this, red and black stepping either side of you and putting their arms across your shoulders in a sisterly embrace and stroking the soft fur of your outfit with their free hand.
The blue bunny on the other hand stands facing you as if she's waiting for something to happen...
You feel the outfit shiver against your skin and glance down to where the other bunnies are caressing your fur only to realise that the onesie isn't tighter because it's shrinking; it's because your swelling, fluffing up to fill the costume. Attempting to break free you find it's impossible, as your limbs are unresponsive. You try again but having your fur stroked becomes increasingly distracting as if being cuddled and caressed is the most important thing ever.
Your mind fills with fluff both literally and physically as the onesies hood drops over your face reforming into that of a plush bunny toy to be adored forever.
Maybe one day you'll find the willpower to break the spell but for now your content to be the bunny-quins favourite plush as long as the cuddles keep coming