Katie started to feel tingles all over her body, and she slowly began to shrink. Her clothes felt loose and baggy as her size decreased. She opened her eyes, and witnessed her body get plumper, gray hair grow out of her body, and her fingers sealing together. Her ears felt like they got pointier, and shift up to the top of her head. Her nose and mouth stretched out a bit.
“Could I really be…” she tried to say, but found herself unable to.
The hair had completely encompassed her body by now, with four distinct strands growing around her nose. She felt her toes sealing together as well, along with her soles and palms becoming distinct pads. Katie felt her arms lower down between her legs, and lock to the position. To top it off, a small rope-like appendage grew out of her rear.
“Tiff!” Katie tried to call in disbelief, “Do you see this?”
This was ineffective, for Tiffany no longer seemed to be at Katie’s side. She wouldn’t be able to hear her anyway. Katie didn’t seem to mind. She became the object of her fantasy: a stuffed cat.
“I must be so cute!” she thought, “I’m going to rest all day, and play with… my… owner.”
Katie noticed that the room she occupied was different to the one she and Tiff played their game in. It was much darker, for one, and there didn’t seem to be any decoration. She tried to look around, but couldn’t move, meaning her current view was the only one. Then she saw something out of her peripheral vision. It was a piece of clothing hanging above her.
The plush-girl thought, “I must be in a closet.”
“That’s right,” she thought, her fantasy rushing back to her, “I start in a closet before my owner finds me. Who is that again?”
Suddenly, soft thuds echoed into the closet, before light flooded in. Katie was facing the door, so her eyes needed to adjust. When they settled, she saw…