After drinking a soda in the kitchen, Norman thought about something. He would use his magic for one extra thing before he would test his wings. It was mean of him that Adrian as his tail and Janine as his wings had some connection to their old bodies, meaning they could experience something, while Brian was trapped without such a connection, due to his body being the plush itself. Therefore, Norman would change that. If Brian would accept it was not important to him. So, Norman headed back to his room one more time.
Brian suddenly felt like his body was ripped into two and screamed mentally. What he didnīt know, he wasnīt completely wrong. His tiger-plush body was magically split, as Norman created a twin of the plush Brian was. Said twin would hold his mind, just like the raptor and dragon plushies did for Adrian and Janine. But the original one, which was nearly all of Brianīs old body, would soon join their bodies as a small part of Norman. The twinīs sub-stance was a few small parts of Brianīs old body that wouldnīt be missed if Norman ever turned him back, namely the last of his first teeth and a couple of hairs.
Norman took the original body of Brian of the shelf, and with an evil grin, pressed it to his cock while focusing his magic. To Brain, what followed felt surreal, but what about being turned into a plush by your best friend was not? The plush tiger was pulled back into Nor-manīs cock, mostly merging into it. From the tail up to the head, the former body of Brian became the cock, only increasing Normanīs moans. The only new addition to his body were done by the arms of the plush. As if Brian wanted to protect Normanīs cock, and by addition, his own body, the arms expanded around the balls and base of the cock, forming a sheath around it.
After a few more seconds Norman cummed, now the third time in under an hour, the feeling of yet anther body merged to his being so extreme. His cock slowly vanished into the sheath, and Norman grinned in satisfaction. Now, with Brian also part of him, he could leave the house looking for additions for his growing collection while testing his wings.
Brian felt weird. He had somewhat watched from his prison inside the twin of his former body turned plush tiger how his body had been taken by Norman and pressed to his cock. His pleas that he didnīt want to be used as a fuck-toy went unheard, and his mental eyes widened in shock as he saw his body vanish, and parallelly felt it merge to Normanīs geni-tals, even hiding them as a sheath. The surge as Norman cummed felt weirdly to Brian, as if something flowed from his feet up all the way to his head. As it was not possible inside his mind to vomit, nothing left him afterwards, but the feeling remained. Only after Norman left the room Brian asked himself: Has he switched my mind to some other plush, or how could I have watched Norman use my body like that? Not that he felt happy, he was still trapped in his mind, alone and unhappy. And there was still that annoying voice, trying to get him to accept everything about his situation.