(As always, alts are available on my DA!~)

A third day of softening never hurts anybody, even the strangest or simplest of creatures~ If you feel as though your peach fuzz hasn't started growing in yet, then I implore you to stay tuned for what is to come now and in the near future, I think you'll like where the warmth will lead you~

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BABA IS YOU

I am awake. I am BABA. I am in a room surrounded by walls. Text and words litter my view. Some of them are new, I carefully observe my surroundings and what might be outside my box.
Some familiar words can be seen inside and out.
"WALL IS STOP AND CLOSED"
"MORE"
"WIN"
and a few "IS" "AND"
Some are connected, whilst others are orphaned, needing to be made. The new words fill me with intrigue.
"HAIR", 3 of them alone, then "HAIR IS OPEN"
"GROOVY", just one.
I want to know how they work.

Curious of how it may look, I create something new.
"BABA IS HAIR"
*FLA-FOOMF"
...I am still BABA, but I am changed, larger, softer, wool grown in on all sides, blankets of softness having grown in and dwarfing my tiny vessel. My movements are still intentional and purposeful, yet now with bounces rather than hooves.

I decide to see how much further I can push it, if more really is the key...then why don't I give more?
"HAIR IS MORE"
I'm overwhelmed with sensation, its growing! I've gone from a prisoner of the walls to a prisoner of my own softness, bliss overwhelms me, yet my mind remains sharp, albeit coddled and softened into a more malleable state, my decisions are both mine and my hair's own.

...
Perhaps making it stick wouldn't hurt.
"HAIR IS HAIR AND MORE"
I feel it tighten, I feel it grow firmer, yet softer, continuing to expand in all directions as my eyes become just a tiny viewport in a vast mountain of white. It can't be removed now...
...
"BABA IS HAIR AND GROOVY"
My body starts to sparkle and gleam, my mind becomes more HAIR than BABA, thoughts and feelings I haven't felt before enter my mind, "FUNKY", "DISCO", "DANCE", "PARTY", "MORE"...
"MORE HAIR"
As if on cue, something new bursts forth, immense pillars of softness under my eyes, with a third between two, as my eyes become crowned with something new and rounded. They become immense in mere seconds, in all but core, I am HAIR.

What feels like eternity passes before the walls OPEN, my mass almost immediately growing back what was lost in the miniscule effort used to do so.
I stay there in total satisfaction, my mind pleased with both the soothing, ever-expanding warmth of me, and the joy of solving another puzzle~

Now I create something reflective of both my completion, and my thoughts on this new state.

"HAIR IS WIN"

...
Oh of course, there's still one more thing. One last thing to complete my transformation. I can only hope I stay like this~

"HAIR IS YOU"

Who is BABA anyway?~ I'm just a mountain of HAIR~ A mountain that loves every second of being HAIR, a mountain that wants to be MORE HAIR, a mountain that needs SOFTER HAIR
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A mountain that can't wait until ALL IS HAIR~
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My internet has been fairly spotty which as a silver lining has given me an excuse to play more games to pass the time, and of course that lead me to rediscovering BABA. It makes my brain simultaneously hurt and feel amazing so of course this little sheep...thing would be on my mind making this art~
Hope you enjooooooy~