Remastered Safe/General audience version of the “Plushie Food Chain”.
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I yawned, rousing from sleep with my eyes still closed. I shifted my body before I felt a tingle at my side and there was something soft under my butt, too soft. When I opened my eyes, I was in my boxers, the only thing I wore to sleep as it was summer. This was not my bed or the floor of my bedroom. I was sitting on long grass made out of some kind of faux fabric, similar to the consistency of fur. The grass was thick and was as tall as my bent knees. I rubbed my eyes for a double take, punching myself in attempts to wake my body if I was asleep.

‘Yup! I’m not dreaming or losing it. I’m indeed sitting in the middle of some kind of plushie grass field,’ I thought, passing my hands through the soft grass. Before I got up, I was stopped by what looked like fluffy white rabbit ears wandering in the covers of the grass. The pair of rabbit ears I spotted was moving through the grass like a shark fin in water approaching where I sat. Then, I heard rustling of the “grass” from other directions as more rabbit ears approached.

A bipedal white rabbit plushie with a pink and white body, around half my height, pounced onto my chest, hugging me with its arms wrapped around my back tightly while other rabbits popped out and surrounded me around my shins. “It’s a human! Tickle him!” The one on my body commanded in a high-pitched voice. “To the death!” The rabbits leaped up and knocked me over, their bodies brushing on my exposed skin, tickling me from all corners in the grass as I fell onto my back. I blushed as I struggled and shifted in the grass, more and more plush paws pinching on my body. There were some rabbits gently nibbling my arms with its satin incisors as though they were carrots. When I was exhausted and slowed down on movements and reactions, the rabbit plushies did not let go, continuing to prod me with their plush paws. I laid in the grass, unable to do anything.

“Seriously? Fluffle off, would ya, little devils? Leave the human alone!” A bigger white rabbit plushie trudged through the grass toward me. The rabbits who were on my body scattered into the grass. The bigger rabbit helped me onto my feet, dusting my body off. (*Note: A fluffle is a group of wild rabbits.) Scratching my head, I was blushing in embarrassment as the breeze was still blowing around my bare chest, still mostly exposed to the elements.

“Sorry ’bout that. Us plushies love to tickle humans. Since it’s rare to see a human in our turf, they’d take any opportunity to cuddle any human that appears here. Follow along! Lemme get you dressed!” She invited as she led me toward a burrow. The burrow entry was made out of some kind of brown plushie dirt, compacted into a tunnel-shaped entrance. Entering the burrow, I was stepping into plushie dirt that felt more like brownish cotton puffs on the ground.

On the inside, it appeared bigger underground than I assumed on the surface. Rummaging around in the cottony dirt, the rabbit plushie lifted up what appeared like a hooded rabbit costume with a back zipper, the mitten paws and paw shoes attached to the costume, with pink paw prints on the underside. On the back, there was a small puff of fur acting as a rabbit tail. On the front, the belly was a bright pink oval, surrounded by the whiteness of the rest of the outfit. The costume came along with a separate accessory that looked like a rabbit nose with shiny satin incisors tied on an elastic string.

“Must I wear this?” I groaned in disappointment. Costumes were not my thing.

“Well, if ya want the rabbits to stop ticklin’, ya gotta fit in!”

With a sigh, I strapped the accessory on my face as a first step. While putting it on, I realized that there were some nose plugs behind the rabbit nose, causing my voice to sound all silly when it was stuffed in there.

“Do I sound like a rabbit now?”

The rabbit plushie nodded, giggling a bit with a paw covering its mouth. “Doin’ great!” Pulling the rabbit costume up to my waist, it brushed against my thighs, feeling like a cloud as it squeezed comfortably against my legs. My feet also felt like they were in heaven, like they had been into squishy cushions. Slipping my hands into the paws and flipping the hood from the front with my face poking through, I zipped up the costume from behind. Now, I could fit in.

“Human, if you’re thinking of exploring the plushie lands, you’ll need to be careful of any lions. Those plushies have been eating our kind from time to time, so just stay away from the dark bushes, okay?”

“Alright! Thank you for the costume!”

With a hug, I bid goodbye to the rabbit plushie and exited the burrow. Stepping out onto the grassy meadows again, the rabbits that once tickled me stared at me with curiosity. As I passed more burrows, I heard giggling coming from both sides.

“Urgh…” I groaned while I walked, holding my fuzzy ears as I was humiliated by the rabbits judging and laughing at the costume and my stupid rabbit nose. The burrows slowly disappeared behind my back and I was in open territory now. The grassland gradually transitioned into a savanna. The colors of the grass faded into a yellowish-brown hue. Right in front of me was a thick plushy bush that appeared to be darker than the grass around, reminding me of the rabbit’s warning. Despite that, I went to examine the bush anyway. As if on cue, a yellow lion plushie leaped from inside the bush and held my body down under its weight, the two front paws on my shoulders and two on my thighs. Then, it licked my face with its satiny tongue, leaving small blots of cotton on my face.

“Caught you!” It said, dripping cotton onto my body like it was drool. Tied up by other lions in cottony ribbons, my wrists and ankles were bound together. There was one around my mouth to act as a gag so that I could not make a noise. I was carried on the back of the lion alongside other maned lions, my head turned away from where they were bringing me. I was bobbing up and down as it moved forward. The scenery changed the further it carried me as more dark plushy bushes appeared in my sight. When the lion finally stopped, I felt a muffled smack on my fluffy ass, startling me from my daydream.

“We’ve got a fresh one for the King!” He declared. Other lions, both male and female plushies alike, surrounded him and escorted us into some kind of bushy ring made out of the same dark bushes. I was placed on some sort of plush bedding, untied and spread out on it, my arms and legs held down by the paws of several lions. The King then approached me and examined my costumed body. A plastic claw emerged from a digit of the King’s paw, prodding at my body. I felt him poking my sides, running the claw along my pink belly until it touched my belly button, eliciting a shudder from me. Wiggling the claw in my belly button several more times, watching every reaction as I trembled on every touch.

“This is a tender one. Boil the rabbit in the best flavors you’ve got!”

‘Boil?’ I thought, imagining my body dropped into a bubbling pot of water and broiled alive like chicken to make human soup. I tried to struggle but I could not free myself from the plushies’ hold. The lions carried me toward a fabric pot and threw me inside. In contrast to my thoughts, it was a cool pot of white cotton, shifting around as if it was hot bubbling water. Closing the pot lid above me, they left me to “stew” inside. Even with the pot lid on, I could still see myself as light seeped through the gap between the lid and the pot.

Sitting in the pot, the cotton waters massaged me everywhere. Something else was happening. The whitish fur of the rabbit costume was turning brown and the pink belly was turning into a faded hue of pink. It was as though the costume was being cooked, but I was left unharmed. Other changes happened. The costume became tighter the more it got cooked, hugging against my skin which caused me to be sleepy and lethargic. After a few hours, I was scooped out of the pot and placed onto a white plushie platter. I was laid flat as the lions sprinkled small pieces of fabric around to season me. An inflatable carrot was shoved inside like I was a spit-roasted dish, but I did not have any energy to pull it out. As I got presented to the King, wiggled his claw at my belly button again to test my reaction and I shifted like before.

“Are you sure the rabbit’s cooked?”

“I assure you, M’Lord. It’s been stewed for hours! Even the fur has faded through the process.”

“Hmph!” I heard him huffing before my body was lifted. He shoved into his mouth head first, trapping my vision instantly within his stuffed stomach. While being swallowed halfway, it stopped with my belly in its mouth, licking my belly button rapidly and causing me to struggle in between its jaws. After ticking me in its mouth for a few minutes, I dropped into his cottony gut in a considerable gulp. The King’s stomach was a pink oval-shaped chamber with a pool of cotton chest deep. From the inside of his stuffing-filled gut, I could hear muffled voices then the King spoke.

“This is one of the most delicious meals I’ve had in a long time. Thank you, my servants!”

“M’Lord,” I could hear the servants respond before moving off with muffled steps.

The cotton inside began to huddle around my costume, slowly dissolving every bit of the costume, including the rabbit nose and deflating the inflatable carrot, falling out from my mouth into the pool of cotton. I was back to being in my boxers, stuck inside the gut of a lion plushie, soon falling asleep surrounded in warm and cozy stuffing. A few hours later, I was awoken by the shifting walls of the gut, my body sinking into the stuffing as my face was already half under the surface of cotton. Using swimming motions, I tried to get to the surface of the cotton but to no avail. With my last look at the pinkish gut of the lion plushie, my head dipped into the cotton and I closed my eyes as I was being pulled into my demise, starting from my feet.

Expecting pain in my feet soon, I was surprised when my feet felt like they had popped out of a hole into the outside where the breeze blew. I thought, ‘wait a second. I’m not dying. I’m coming out from the other end!’ Slowly but surely, my lower body passed between the lion’s rear, eventually progressing up my body and with another pop, my head fell onto the plushie savanna grass. The King stared at me with a horrified reaction. He began to scream his lungs out and I screamed similarly in response. After our little bit of surprise, we stopped and looked at each other.

“I did not expect a human to be inside my stuffing but you’re certainly a surprise,” the King said, scratching the back of his mane, picking off the stray cotton wads stuck on my body.

“And, I did not expect to go through a whole giant lion plushie… That was disgusting…” I uttered, shivering a little at the thought and the cold since I was still in my boxers. “I’m still quite… exposed…”

“I’ll get you something to wear, human. Follow me back to my throne.”

As the King escorted me from where I emerged, the lions who saw me glared in silence, bringing further humiliation to my bare body. Stepping back into the familiar ring of dark plushie bushes, he whipped out a yellowish lion costume. It was similar to the rabbit costume, mittens and sock-like foot paws with a zipper along the back. The difference now was that it had a thick furry brown lion mane and a long tail that was longer than the legs of the costume with a puff of fur at the very tip of it. The hood of the suit appeared like an open jaw of a lion and wearing it would be like I was eaten by a plushie lion again. The belly was of a creamier yellow compared to the brownish-yellow of the surrounding. I was relieved that the costume did not have any other accessories to cause me to be uncomfortable. Testing the costume by walking in a circle, the tail dragged around and I adored it.

“So, human, where are you going exactly?”

“I’m not sure. I want to go home…” I rubbed my shoulder with my pawed hand, dipping my head down in uncertainty.

“The human world? Hmmm…” The King placed a paw below its chin and thought for a bit.

“There’s a portal toward the South beyond the Dragons’ Pass cutting through the blue plush mountain on a rainbow hillside. That was in the same direction you were heading previously when you were captured and brought here. The only problem is, the path is guarded by dragon plushies who lurk around the cliffs. It’s the only way back to your world.”

“It doesn’t matter. Any path is the same to me. Thank you so much, King.”

“My pleasure!”

Progressing to the blue mountains in the distance, I found a sky-blue plush path with a sign that read: “Path to the Dragons’ Pass”. I decided to follow the path and found myself in a valley between two blue mountains. When I got closer to the valley, I saw a silhouette in the distance in the skies. Something was diving toward me and I guessed, without a doubt, that it was a guard dragon of the Pass. As I turned tail to run, I felt the plushie claws of the dragon grip tightly on my shoulders, lifting me up into the skies before U-turning in the direction of the blue mountains.

Staring up at the dragon plushie, it had dark blue skin for the most part, with a lighter sky blue for its belly. Its wings were of a more turquoise color with yellowish plushie skin on the underside. The mouth was satiny, like every plushie I saw in the fantasy world. After a bit of flying, I spotted some sort of colorful nest coming into view. The dragon dropped me into the nest and flew away. Inspecting the walls of the nest, they were made of the compacted skins of different plushies with vibrant hues, and in the nest were more plushie skins that were loose, probably like some kind of bed or hoard for the dragon plushies. The blue dragon returned after a few rounds of flying, arriving at the nest with me stuck waist-deep in plushie skins.

“Ooh! A lion, how exquisite! A nice meal for me!” It said as it licked its jaws, wads of cotton dripping off like drool similarly to the lions beforehand.

“Wait! I’m not a lion! I’m a human!” I began to unzip and take off the upper part costume, revealing my body from waist up. Grabbing the costume from my hands and pulling the rest of it off my body, it sent me tumbling backward into the plushie skins. When I got back up, I spotted it laying my lion costume on the edges of the nest, adding to the thickness of the nest.

“Heh! Tricked you! But, I am not gonna eat you… Yet… I wanna have some fun with you first,” it cackled as it caressed my face with its tail. When it contacted my cheeks, I noticed its tail was not fully plushie. At the end of the tail was some kind of plastic material, but it was still the same blue color as the dragon plushie itself. Out of nowhere, it stabbed the tip of the tail into my mouth, inflating inside such that I could not pull it out, even with my two hands.

“MMMPH! MMMRMMM!” I protested but could not enunciate my words properly.

“Come on up, darling,” the dragon plushie said, lifting me up onto its body with is plushie arms, it flipped me over such that my back was lying flat against its belly. Embracing me with its arms around my bare chests, it was hugging me with its tail still stuck in my mouth. Inside, the tail started to splash some sort of warm liquid into my mouth, and as it touched my tongue, it was some kind of vanilla-flavored milk with a hint of cinnamon. After feeding me for a few seconds, it stopped even though I was not full, but that was enough to make me feel drowsy. As the tail deflated and popped out of my mouth, the world around me was spinning and I was unable to get off the plushie’s belly, even when its arm retreated.

“Sleep well, by hatchling. Mmm…”

I could feel the vibrations on my back as it hummed, a massage for my body to lull me to sleep, eventually fulfilling its purpose as I dozed off comfortably. While I was asleep, the dragon plushie swallowed me and I landed in a more spacious chamber filled with warm cotton stuffing, letting me have a deeper slumber. When I awoke eventually, I found a tail in my mouth stuffed inside, plasticky just like the dragon had before. Tugging on it, I was surprised that I could take it out now. Observing my surroundings, I was in another oval shaped chamber filled with cotton stuffing and several satin pillows to fill the empty space. It was so crammed that I could not stretch my arms and legs fully, keeping them bent within the chamber. It was then I realized something. From the shape and the stuffing and the plastic tail, I concluded that I was in some sort of egg!

My vision was blocked by the top and bottom plushie jaws of a costume I was put in. There was a droopy satin tongue at the side of its plushie mouth. I looked at my hands and discovered that they had been clothed in plastic tipped claw gloves, as blue as the dragon plushie. My feet were buried somewhere in the stuffing and I could not see them, but they were covered in some kind of tight stuffed shoes. I was in a dragon costume. Pushing my arms to the sides of the egg, I found that the walls were giving way to my efforts. I was “hatching”. Breaking out of what felt like paper mâché shells, the stuffing and pillows inside spilled onto the floor. With the crack big enough, I tore my way out of the shells and found myself back in my bedroom.

Looking down at my feet again, they were stuffed into thick paw shoes with plastic claws on the end just as I guessed, like my hands. Feeling around the back of the costume, I found a zipper beneath the plushie splines on the back of the suit between the two wings. As I touched the zipper, the suit vibrated, trying to lull me to sleep again. Climbing onto my bed with one of the satin pillows, I hugged it to sleep. “I guess getting up could wait…” I thought as I stared into the ceiling through the plushie jaws of the costume, satisfied by the weird adventure I had been on.

“Plushie Food Chain (Original) ”: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/53979728/