"PLUSHIES", both girls cried in unison, grinning madly. Gavin just looked at them blankly.
"A stuffed animal?", Hannah prompted. "Adorable little huggable toy?" Gavin's lack of comprehension slowly turned into a look of shock. "Now you've got it!", Hannah said, enjoying Gavin's disbelief.
"And not just any plushie", Rachel crooned as she worked to extract one more piece from the bag it was contained in. "The most charming, dreamy cushioned delight possible!" Finally it came free, and Rachel spun around towards Gavin. Gavin found himself staring right into the face of a large pink horse! Except this pink horse had a horn sticking out of the center of the forehead and empty spaces where eyes would go.
"UNICORN PLUSHIE!!", both girls again shouted in mirthful unison. Gavin felt the blood drain from his face as he realized what was going on. These stupid, ignorant girls were going to dress him, the coolest kid in school as... He couldn't complete the thought. The indignity of what they were suggesting! Gavin was overwhelmed by incredulity. This couldn't be happening!
"You... You can't do this! You promised me I'd be a robot. A cool robot. We made a deal!", Gavin pleaded. The girls smiled even more.
"We made no such promise. We said you'd be a toy", Hannah reasoned.
"And you are! The cutest and most cuddly when we're done!", Rachel squealed.
"We promised you wouldn't look cheap or crappy", Hannah ticked off her fingers
"Only the finest most padded plush materials for you!", Rachel exclaimed.
"Finally, we promised that kids would be lining up to play with you", Hannah said, the last finger falling. Rachel could only nod madly with the most elated look on her face.
"They will! Oh, I guarantee they will!" Rachel crowed. She turned down the sunshine a bit, talking to Gavin. "You didn't want to be a robot. This is so much better! Who would want to be a scary, evil robot when they can be a darling, adorable unicorn plushie! You're going to be so cute! They're going to want to hug you and squeeze you and cuddle you. The girls will be drawn to you like moths to a flame." Gavin shook his head in denial. "We thought of the boys too", Rachel insisted. "That's why you're going to give the children rides! Boys love to hop on and ride things!"
"That or the miserable boys will smack you around or tug on your tail", Hannah observed reasonably. "Either way, we'll get full marks for engaging the children." Gavin was overwhelmed by shame and dread at what the girls were so calmly discussing. He wiggled his arms and legs, or at least the stumps they'd been reduced to, with no effect. He looked around again, but nothing had changed, no escape route had suggested itself. Refusing to accept any of this, he resorted to simple denial.
"You can't do this! I'll be an utter laughingstock."
"Oh yes, you will be. Deliciously, I think", Rachel said, smiling. Hannah smiled as she nodded along. "Can you just imagine? I mean, this is an image people are going to remember forever! When they think of Gavin, they are going to remember the boy who decided he'd be a fluffy pink unicorn." The girls snickered at the thought. "A boy, choosing to be the most pretty little adorable, dainty plush unicorn!" Gavin's eyes went wide in dread of the picture Rachel was painting. "Definitely going to make the yearbook pictures. I imagine that will follow you through secondary school, on to college and even beyond! You'll never escape it" Rachel crowed, taunting Gavin with the idea. Gavin knew that he could not let this happen!
The girls finally tired of their teasing as they began to focus on the process of assembling the pieces of the outfit. It was far more involved than you would think, as Rachel's pieces needed to connect to certain parts for the little machine that Hannah had designed. Gavin could see them pointing at things, talking about how they'd go together. With nothing else to do, he took advantage of their distraction to run around once more looking for an exit. He make a little 'tik tik tik' noise as the metal covers attached to his limbs clicked on the floor. Those restraints forced him to keep the limbs tightly bent at the knees and elbows, reducing his 'running around' to running on all fours.
Alas, his search again came up empty. The only exits to the room were closed doors, and with his hands and feet neatly tucked in by the metal restraints, he was utterly incapable of even turning the doorknob. He was completely trapped by the girls. You would think that would make Gavin even more panicked as he knew with certainty he could not physically escape. Yet his earlier feeling of hopelessness was fading. He stopped to look at his 'opponents'. Girly-girl Rachel, the girl who would burst into tears when he bullied her even slightly. Big boobs Hannah, the girl who would blush and look uncomfortable if you even looked at her chest. He'd enjoyed bullying them both so many times. They were both weak and naturally inclined to be victims. At least that's how he thought of them. They couldn't do this to him. He was just naturally so much smarter than they were. They were only girls, after all! Even though they'd fooled him now, he was now resolute. He was going to use his natural superiority to escape. Time to begin to work on their weaknesses... Their silly inferior little girl minds.
"You're going to fail the project" Gavin said with certainty. This got the girls attention as he knew it would.
"How so?" Rachel asked, brow furrowed.
"I'll just hit the children! I can still smack them around with these!" Gavin sat back on his haunches, waving his arms around. With them bent at the elbow and only able to move the shoulder, he looked like a bird flapping wings. "After I 'accidentally' hurt a few kids, I'll blame it on your design. The teacher will have no choice to fail us all." Gavin gloated. This was only the first step in his plan. Fearful of him hurting children or them failing the class, they'd have to negotiate with him. Gavin was already gloating internally at how easily he'd thrown a spanner in their plan.
Instead the girls didn't respond the way he expected. He assumed there would be upset, there would be worry. Far from it, they both looked amused by his threat. Hannah reached around Gavin's waist, plucking him up with ease. He flailed his limbs helplessly, but the larger girl was easily able to hold the smaller boy in a way that he couldn't reach her. Hannah brought Gavin over towards Rachel, then turned him around so he was facing away. Rachel began pulling the pink, fuzzy bodysuit up. Gavin twisted and turned, trying to avoid it, but Rachel held the suit and Hannah lowered him into it. Gavin began to realize that, despite the heavy padding, the inner layer of the plushie was almost as tight as the white bodysuit that gripped him. Both girls were really having to exert some force to get things to slide up and over him. He slid down into the massive padding, his limbs and torso disappearing as the girls struggled to get him into the enclosed space. Hannah took some time working with something hard that rested against Gavin's chest. He wished he could see better, but while that was going on, Rachel had attached some kind of collar around his neck. It was almost like a corset for his neck, as she tightened the laces. There was a support piece under his chin that forced his head up and looking forward just like a horse head. He twisted his head, trying to resist it, but as Rachel tightened the laces tighter and tighter, it was irresistible. He was slowly forced against his will to move his head into the support piece. It made it hard to look to the sides as he could only turn his head slightly, and it made it impossible to look down, which was why he couldn't see was Hannah was doing on his stomach. All he could really tell is that it felt cold and hard and Hannah was attaching some straps to insure it, like the neck corset, wasn't moving at all.
Gavin couldn't believe what the girls had done to him!
(Picture courtesy HinaYui)
Abruptly, it was over! The girls let him go! Released from their grasp, he could again move about, albeit still on his elbows and knees like before. Wanting to see what the girls had done, he ran back towards the bathroom he had changed in. He was running around on all fours like he had before but with a small difference. No longer could you hear the 'tik tik tik' of metal on floor. No, the massive padding made it like Gavin was walking on a cloud, utterly silent. However, now he could only hear the tinkling little bell. Ting-a-ling! Ting-a-ling! It was like the sound of a fairy flapping it's wings and spreading pixie-dust all over. If you were to define an agressive, powerful sound... This would be the exact opposite! Rachel had made sure the bell sounding delicate and magical, perfectly suited to his new appearance.
Once Gavin got into the bathroom, he could look at himself in the mirror. What he saw made him cry out in anguish! From the neck down, his body was that of an enormous pink fuzzy horse! He absolutely looked like a horse plushie brought to life except for the human head, his head, sticking out the neck!
"Now, what were you saying about hitting children?" Rachel asked casually. Gavin decided to show her, trotting over and swinging his arm at her leg, the only part of her he could reach. Except... "PUUUUUFFFF" His arm was so padded with soft stuffing, it was like swinging a foam pillow at her. The arms and legs of the suit he was wearing had so much wadding, even swinging as hard as he could was barely more than a delicate thump! The girls chuckled and giggled as he tried again and again, but was unable to muster anything worse than a gentle tap. His plans were derailed! If he couldn't hurt anyone, how was he going to force them to let him out of this cutesy outfit?! Gavin growled in frustration! Reduced to pure animal savagery, he launched at Rachel's leg with his mouth open, obviously intending to bite her! Before he could, he felt arms around his waist and he was again lifted from the floor by Hannah.
"Hey, now, no biting." Hannah said to the frustrated Gavin as he continued to squirm around helplessly, his little legs flailing and trying to get purchase.
"Oh yeah?! What are you going to do about it" Gavin said, thinking that maybe he'd found some alternate leverage. He gnashed his teeth and looked menacing to make his point. Rachel looked at Hannah.
"Do it" she said, matter-of-fact. Gavin abruptly felt a chill at the way those words were spoken.
With that, Gavin was placed on the ground. While he looked like a gargantuan stuffed unicorn, two pieces were still missing. The head and the tail had not yet been attached. Both were present, but this meant currently there was an opening in both ends of the costume. Hannah casually reached inside the rear end of the plush unicorn body where the tail would be, and grabbed hold of something. That something was the elastic support strap that Gavin had felt on the bodysuit he'd put on earlier. That very same bodysuit that tucked his penis up, making it disappear, but left his testicles sticking out in two supported little padded cups. Two padded cups that looked suspiciously like the padded cups of a bra. Gavin had found it amusing, that girls would be so stupid they'd design bras for his testicles. But he was about to learn that it wasn't a mistake or an oversight at all.
Hannah pulled back, hard and vicious. Immense strain could be seen on her arms as she held it back. Then, abruptly, she let it go.
S-N-A-A-A-P!!
Gavin's eyes shot wide open as the elastic struck home directly on his defenseless testicles. The amusing little mini-bra that they were nestled in held them perfectly in the line of fire. No twisting, bending or any action on Gavin's part could move them from direct impact. The pain was immense! Gavin's limbs gave out on him and he collapsed to the floor, limbs akimbo. Under normal circumstances, he'd have been curious at the metallic sound of his chest hitting the floor. However, his mind was far, far from any such thing. The intense pain that flowed through his body shorted out his ability to think. He'd never experienced pain so intense, made worse because his body naturally wanted to retract his poor balls and couldn't. Instead, the tight bodysuit and the mini-bra harness were tightly constraining to hold everything precisely in place. He began to gain some control of his facilities, rolling around on the floor writhing. The pain was so all-consuming, it took several minutes before Gavin could even think. When he finally could, he looked up at Hannah, a look of stupefaction. She smiled a wry little smile back down at him.
"I could do that all day", she said with a sneer echoing the line Gavin had said to her earlier. Gavin's was in too much pain to even process the irony.
"So, is our cute, adorable little plush unicorn going to bite anyone?" Rachel asked innocently. Gavin quickly shook his head no as best he could in his restraints. "Is he going to do what he's told?" Gavin tried to shake his head yes, but the neck device kept his head firmly thrust out and up so he couldn't.
"Yes", he said weakly from between gritted teeth. There was no resistance left in him. It only occurred to Gavin later that he wouldn't be able to bite anyone anyway once the head of the suit was on. The girls had done this all deliberately to make sure he knew they were in charge, not because they were afraid he might bite someone. How could two girls have been a step ahead of him? It was impossible!
Gavin pulled himself back up on all fours. He was newly aware of how terribly vulnerable he felt. So when Rachel appeared holding her phone as if she were recording him, he tried cowering away. Of course Rachel would have none of that. "Look into the camera. I want you to say 'I've always been sexually attracted to plushies! I want to have sex with stuffed toys. It makes my peenie hard'" He froze. What they were trying to get him to say... That was sick! The shock was visible on Gavin's face. Slowly, as he was still working on regaining his power of speech, he tried to reason with her.
"Are you crazy! I can't say that! People would think I was a sexual deviant! It would ruin my life!" Gavin pleaded.
"Well, you do understand we need to protect ourselves." Rachel began explaining. "We can't have you telling people afterwards 'lies' that are going to get us in trouble." Rachel held up one finger, silencing Gavin as he was about to object. "You're going to have a choice. You could tell people that you were in on this the whole time, that it was your idea. Sure, they'll think it's a bit weird, a boy dressing up like a plush unicorn. That story is going to spread everywhere. It's going to be terribly humiliating for you, but that's all. You'll never talk to us in school, you'll never come near us again and we'll just go our separate ways." Rachel then held up a second finger. "Or, you're going to record some videos and tell us you're a sex pervert who finds plushies irresistible, that you've always had sexual fantasies about turning yourself into one and then having sex with small children dressed as plushies. Then if you feel like you have to try to pretend we were somehow responsible for this, those videos are going to go all over creation. Your friends, your family, far and wide. They'll even go to schools you try to attend, places you try to work..."
"Wait", Gavin said, trying to process. "You're going to make me create crazy disturbing videos that you're then going to blackmail me with later?" Looking at their faces, he saw he was right. "Why would I help you make blackmail videos? I won't do it! I won't!!" That's when Gavin noticed Hannah holding out her hooked finger, like she was pulling something back... Gavin only had to think back to the immense pain of a short time ago and he knew he only had one option.
"I've.. uh... always been sexually attracted to plushies!", he stammered quickly. Rachel shook her head.
"No, no. I want you to say it like you really really mean it. Oh, and I want you to give a precious little girly squeal when you say it, like you're just so overjoyed to be a living plushie and living your dreams." Gavin despaired as the full scope of what he was being asked to do became apparent. Worse, Rachel was a very strict taskmistress, making him say the lines in the truly most embarrassing ways and making him say it again and again until it had achieved maximum humiliation. They spent the next little while making videos as Gavin made some very, very disturbing claims on camera... In a cutesy little girl voice, he talked long about his deviant desires, saying things that even the sexually adventurous would hesitate at and would make the more conservative ill. It was all under duress of course, but the girls manipulated what he said and did so that it wouldn't matter. Anyone seeing the video would find it so disturbing, it would make a permanent impression on their mind. Even if claims were later made that it was made under duress, people wouldn't be able to put it out of their mind. That's just what the girls were going for of course. In fairness, they never really planned to use the video. They just wanted to make sure that once this project was done, the scales would be balanced and everyone would go their own way. They wanted to make sure Gavin wouldn't escalate things. And for that, they needed some insurance. However, that didn't mean they weren't enjoying watching Gavin agonize over the thought of the things he said being made public. Seemed a fair trade for the agony he'd put them through.
Finally, they were done with the blackmail videos. Both girls exchanged a knowing smile. Now that the unpleasant stuff was out of the way, the real fun could begin. Hannah looked over the device she was about to strap on Gavin's neck. Gavin couldn't see it, but there was a nice little slot for it to rest in just as Rachel had designed. It was so exciting for both girls as all their planning, all their work was coming together both literally and figuratively. As both girls reached for the headpiece, poor Gavin thought he was already through the worst of it. He had no idea...
The girls lowered the final piece into place!
(Picture courtesy HinaYui)