Jasufox is idly browsing the plushies in a toy store, when he makes the elementary mistake of manhandling the merchandise.
In this store, you have to buy anything you touch.
But Jasufox doesn't have any cash...

As his fur turns to felt and his insides fill with fluff, he falls to the ground with a stitched smile permanently on his face. Now the only thing he'll every have to worry about is getting purchased by a plushophile.

This took longer than I expected, it's been a while since I drew toony.