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“Whew! Aaaand here we are! Welcome home, pupper!”
Sirocco panted and set down the pair of luggage in his paws, wiping the sweat from his brow and admiring the accommodations. Equally exhausted was his friend Sam, who now shuffled up behind him and bumped into the hare with his modest belly.
“Well? Don’t just stand there! Let me in so we can check out the digs!”
“Oh, right!” Sirocco chirred, scooting his luggage out of the way and throwing his arms wide. “You’re gonna love it! Just LOOK at this place! Hard to believe I got such a crazy good price on the reservations, right!?”
Sam just boofed and nodded, hauling his own stuff into the room and closing the door behind him. It did seem almost too good to be true, especially coming from Sirocco. When it came to things like planning events, his harebrained friend was known to be nothing short of an ongoing trainwreck which, somehow, usually pulled into the station. Hours late and probably a few passengers short, but still… anytime he was involved, there was always a catch!
“Oooh! Just look at all this classy, rustic stuff!” Sirocco admired the finely crafted, Southwestern furniture as Sam began to grimace.
“There’s no beds.”
“Not to mention this absolutely glorious view of the slopes!” The hare grinned widely, standing before the grand window.
“There’s no beds!”
“And look! They even have a fire going for us already! So cozy… they think of everything in this place!”
“There’s no beds!” Sam growled and slumped. There it was. The catch.
“Hmm…?” Sirocco perked his ears, casting his gaze around the room. “Oh yeah. Huh! Guess not. Hahah!”
Sam’s paw found his face. He reeeally wasn’t keen to sleeping on the floor, and the nearest department store was miles away - in a blizzard. Their rickety little rental car had been backsliding the whole way up the mountain, and he was in no mood to test their luck again!
“Ohh, don’t worry about it! I’m a hare, and we always come prepared!” He struck a big, grinning pose… then immediately tripped over his luggage, sending skiing gear everywhere! Sam sighed and shook his head. It was honestly a wonder how his friend had survived 30-plus years. Then again, he had earlier seen the hare stop to check his phone at the exact moment an out-of-control car had come skidding down the icy parking lot, missing him by inches. Wandering over to his friend, he helps him back to his feet.
“So! What’s the plan, thumper?”
“I do not thump!” he protested, “Bunnies thump. Hares regally and majestically commune in more elegant ways!”
“Yeah, yeah, you gave me the speech on the ride up. Where are we gonna sleep, ya cottonball?”
“Why, here, of course!” Sirocco gestured widely to what Sam could only assume was behind him. The dog turned to see just what this grand plan was, only to feel a pair of ski goggles slide over his head. The lenses must have been solarized, by the way he could see weird colors when the light hit them right.
“Right, so… uh… what’m I… lookin’ at… here…?”
Sam felt himself swaying. It wasn’t just polarized lenses, it was something… else. Those pretty colors were getting more vibrant, swaying and undulating in strange, pleasant patterns right before his eyes. He could also hear… words. Low and calming, emanating from a speaker set somewhere into the goggles.
“Just relax. Get cozy. Sooo cozy. You want to be comfortable. You want to be cozy. Big… cozy… lazy…”
Sam couldn’t help but stare into the pretty spirals as those words sank right into his head. Sirocco, meanwhile, put his hands on his hips and watched as his hypno-visor got to work! He had preloaded it with a file set on loop, reminding the listener what big, bappy paws they had. What warm and soft cotton filling they had. How big and overstuffed plushies like him were just about ready to burst at their seams with how much they loved being cuddled with!
By itself, the file was just like any other induction. However, Sirocco knew something interesting about his friend; Sam might look like any other Bernese mountain dog, but only because that’s what he convinced himself to be. If you could somehow persuade him otherwise, his amorphous body would ‘adjust’ to fit the reality you both assumed.
Sure enough, Sam was now wobbling unsteadily on increasingly stubby and cartoonish paws. His body puffing bigger and softer, even sprouting a little TY tag from the seam now crossing his thigh.The hare chuckled and gave him a gentle push, so that big doof would tumble over with a muffled -thmp!- to the floor.
“Ah’mma guud plushie. Luuuv bein’ hugged. Gotta…. gotta be cozy an’ comfy, at all times…”
“Of cooourse you are! The best, in fact! The softest, friendliest, warmest… and biiiigest plushie out there!”
“Oooooh…? I’m… biiig?”
He didin’t even have to answer that - Sam’s anthro-sized body was already scaling up. “Yup! So big I could lay on ya, in fact! Big as a mattress, and sooo much more comfy! I’d say even a King-sized mattress!”
The pupper just smiled and nodded, staring into the pretty colors as the floorboards began to creak. Sirocco rubbed his belly and grinned. He got to work unpacking his suitcase and making himself comfortable, peeling back layer after layer of warm clothes until he was back in his usual outfit. Donning a pair of worn slippers, he ventures down to the lounge area for a cup of coffee. The roast in these places was often local, and very folksy! Just the perfect thing to warm him up!
Fifteen minutes later, the door creaks open. A long-eared silhouette stands in the doorframe, tenderly blowing on his mug of aromatic brew. He’s at least a bit surprised by the absolutely massive, grinning plushtoy that now takes up a full third of the room. He corrects the upturned table and a few other things that silly plushtoy had knocked over getting to that size, every time having to dodge the sluggish bappers that kept reaching for him.
“Cuuuuuddle…”
“Heheh! Well, it has been a long day…” the hare nods. This time, he doesn’t move away as one of those huge, slothful arms curls around him and pushes him to Sam’s belly.
“Cooooomfeeee?”
Sirocco can’t help but grin and make pleased, jackrabbit chitters! “Oooooh, this is amazing!!! Thanks, big guy, you’re the best! This is gonna be an awesome vacation!”
———————————
“Do you like plush TFs…?”
Came a question one day. And, I mean, I like just about ALL transformations. Kind of a fiend like that. Totally wasn’t expecting a cameo spot in one of my friend’s adventures, but oh my gosh - this is just such a cool pic! Sexotheque actually did two versions - this is the more ‘rustic’ version - perfect for a holiday card. I’ll link the more ‘vivid’ one down below.
Go Fave the Original HERE!
Art by
sexotheque . Also featuring 
thesammon
Sirocco panted and set down the pair of luggage in his paws, wiping the sweat from his brow and admiring the accommodations. Equally exhausted was his friend Sam, who now shuffled up behind him and bumped into the hare with his modest belly.
“Well? Don’t just stand there! Let me in so we can check out the digs!”
“Oh, right!” Sirocco chirred, scooting his luggage out of the way and throwing his arms wide. “You’re gonna love it! Just LOOK at this place! Hard to believe I got such a crazy good price on the reservations, right!?”
Sam just boofed and nodded, hauling his own stuff into the room and closing the door behind him. It did seem almost too good to be true, especially coming from Sirocco. When it came to things like planning events, his harebrained friend was known to be nothing short of an ongoing trainwreck which, somehow, usually pulled into the station. Hours late and probably a few passengers short, but still… anytime he was involved, there was always a catch!
“Oooh! Just look at all this classy, rustic stuff!” Sirocco admired the finely crafted, Southwestern furniture as Sam began to grimace.
“There’s no beds.”
“Not to mention this absolutely glorious view of the slopes!” The hare grinned widely, standing before the grand window.
“There’s no beds!”
“And look! They even have a fire going for us already! So cozy… they think of everything in this place!”
“There’s no beds!” Sam growled and slumped. There it was. The catch.
“Hmm…?” Sirocco perked his ears, casting his gaze around the room. “Oh yeah. Huh! Guess not. Hahah!”
Sam’s paw found his face. He reeeally wasn’t keen to sleeping on the floor, and the nearest department store was miles away - in a blizzard. Their rickety little rental car had been backsliding the whole way up the mountain, and he was in no mood to test their luck again!
“Ohh, don’t worry about it! I’m a hare, and we always come prepared!” He struck a big, grinning pose… then immediately tripped over his luggage, sending skiing gear everywhere! Sam sighed and shook his head. It was honestly a wonder how his friend had survived 30-plus years. Then again, he had earlier seen the hare stop to check his phone at the exact moment an out-of-control car had come skidding down the icy parking lot, missing him by inches. Wandering over to his friend, he helps him back to his feet.
“So! What’s the plan, thumper?”
“I do not thump!” he protested, “Bunnies thump. Hares regally and majestically commune in more elegant ways!”
“Yeah, yeah, you gave me the speech on the ride up. Where are we gonna sleep, ya cottonball?”
“Why, here, of course!” Sirocco gestured widely to what Sam could only assume was behind him. The dog turned to see just what this grand plan was, only to feel a pair of ski goggles slide over his head. The lenses must have been solarized, by the way he could see weird colors when the light hit them right.
“Right, so… uh… what’m I… lookin’ at… here…?”
Sam felt himself swaying. It wasn’t just polarized lenses, it was something… else. Those pretty colors were getting more vibrant, swaying and undulating in strange, pleasant patterns right before his eyes. He could also hear… words. Low and calming, emanating from a speaker set somewhere into the goggles.
“Just relax. Get cozy. Sooo cozy. You want to be comfortable. You want to be cozy. Big… cozy… lazy…”
Sam couldn’t help but stare into the pretty spirals as those words sank right into his head. Sirocco, meanwhile, put his hands on his hips and watched as his hypno-visor got to work! He had preloaded it with a file set on loop, reminding the listener what big, bappy paws they had. What warm and soft cotton filling they had. How big and overstuffed plushies like him were just about ready to burst at their seams with how much they loved being cuddled with!
By itself, the file was just like any other induction. However, Sirocco knew something interesting about his friend; Sam might look like any other Bernese mountain dog, but only because that’s what he convinced himself to be. If you could somehow persuade him otherwise, his amorphous body would ‘adjust’ to fit the reality you both assumed.
Sure enough, Sam was now wobbling unsteadily on increasingly stubby and cartoonish paws. His body puffing bigger and softer, even sprouting a little TY tag from the seam now crossing his thigh.The hare chuckled and gave him a gentle push, so that big doof would tumble over with a muffled -thmp!- to the floor.
“Ah’mma guud plushie. Luuuv bein’ hugged. Gotta…. gotta be cozy an’ comfy, at all times…”
“Of cooourse you are! The best, in fact! The softest, friendliest, warmest… and biiiigest plushie out there!”
“Oooooh…? I’m… biiig?”
He didin’t even have to answer that - Sam’s anthro-sized body was already scaling up. “Yup! So big I could lay on ya, in fact! Big as a mattress, and sooo much more comfy! I’d say even a King-sized mattress!”
The pupper just smiled and nodded, staring into the pretty colors as the floorboards began to creak. Sirocco rubbed his belly and grinned. He got to work unpacking his suitcase and making himself comfortable, peeling back layer after layer of warm clothes until he was back in his usual outfit. Donning a pair of worn slippers, he ventures down to the lounge area for a cup of coffee. The roast in these places was often local, and very folksy! Just the perfect thing to warm him up!
Fifteen minutes later, the door creaks open. A long-eared silhouette stands in the doorframe, tenderly blowing on his mug of aromatic brew. He’s at least a bit surprised by the absolutely massive, grinning plushtoy that now takes up a full third of the room. He corrects the upturned table and a few other things that silly plushtoy had knocked over getting to that size, every time having to dodge the sluggish bappers that kept reaching for him.
“Cuuuuuddle…”
“Heheh! Well, it has been a long day…” the hare nods. This time, he doesn’t move away as one of those huge, slothful arms curls around him and pushes him to Sam’s belly.
“Cooooomfeeee?”
Sirocco can’t help but grin and make pleased, jackrabbit chitters! “Oooooh, this is amazing!!! Thanks, big guy, you’re the best! This is gonna be an awesome vacation!”
———————————
“Do you like plush TFs…?”
Came a question one day. And, I mean, I like just about ALL transformations. Kind of a fiend like that. Totally wasn’t expecting a cameo spot in one of my friend’s adventures, but oh my gosh - this is just such a cool pic! Sexotheque actually did two versions - this is the more ‘rustic’ version - perfect for a holiday card. I’ll link the more ‘vivid’ one down below.
Go Fave the Original HERE!
Art by
sexotheque . Also featuring 
thesammon
Category Artwork (Digital) / Hypnosis
Species Rabbit / Hare
Size 1280 x 720px
File Size 193.5 kB
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