This choice: "I thought stuffed animals didn't talk, but I seem to be wrong." • Go Back...Chapter #4The tale of Evelyn by: BootLoop   "I thought stuffed animals didn't talk, but I seem to be wrong.", you answer her confident, trying to hide from her that you were still scared.
"Yep, you are", she says politely, showing a smile on her muzzle. While you don't know why, you feel yourself calming down. Her scent, which you never noticed before, was sweet and slightly tickled your nostrils for a short while, as it adjusts to the intense aroma.
"I suppose you have many questions, so let me tell you a bit about myself", she continues. You nodded and rubbed against your head. That hit against the wall caused a big bump on your head, which was throbbing immensely now. "I'm Evelyn, as you know now, and I came to life due to the work of the director of Shattered Illusions. Once a year he is able to make a plush toy that can come to life, if the eventual owner shows love and affection to the toy." She smiles at you. You blush, knowing she meant you did the right thing when you got it. "Haha, don't be ashamed, it's not uncommon the owner is a male. I find it pretty cute actually." You raise your eyebrows. "Yeah! In my opinion a guy who exposes his true feelings rather than hiding them is more awesome than the show-off type of male." You stare at the ground, knowing that this is something you don't do often, expressing your true feelings. Sure, Laura knows a lot about you, but your friends don't.
"I ... I'm not that kind of person. My friends know just one side of me, and only Laura knows a lot of things no-one else knows. I want to tell them, but something is blocking it. I guess I'm afraid of their reactions." You keep staring to the wood, moving your fingers nervously. This was something you had never said before. "Was she a kind of psychiatrist?", you wonder, waiting for her response, tears making your eyes wet slowly.
"Hey, I didn't realize I hit a hard spot", she says, clearly noticing your eyes becoming more glassy. "I'm sorry if I hurt you. Come. I think you need a friendly hug", she says invitingly. The cold got to you, so you slowly get to your bed, where the orca was laying. You carefully pick her up and notice she was a lot warmer than you remember. You chilled and hugged her tight to your chest, her warmth flowing into your body like a large gulp of hot coffee.
"Thank you", you stammers. "Is there anything I can do for you?".
"No no, it's more than fine", she responds, moving her body in a more comfortable position on your thin pajamas, her furry fins, tail and white belly pressing against your cold skin. She was clearly enjoying this as much as you were. "You should be more open. If they are true friends, they would not care what you like or what you do not like. Maybe you'll even get to know something of them." You chuckle and wonder what your friends are hiding from you.
"See", she says, "you don't have to be afraid, nor from me or from their reactions."
"You couldn't have been more right", you answer as you caress her body. Her skin was so soft! She let out a faint sound of pleasure, and so did you shortly afterwards. You just couldn't help it.
"You like this a lot, don't you, human?"
You had to admit that and nodded. The combination of her nice smell, her extremely soft touch and all what she had said overwhelmed you. You gave her a kiss on her snout. She laughed,
"I could make this even better if you want that", she continues.
"How?", you wonder.
"Put me on the bed and let me show you"
After she had finished that sentence you lay her on your sheets and tried to guess what was coming. Her smile vanished and turned in a serious, concentrated look. Then her whole orca body shivered. You raised your eyebrows, confused. A few seconds later her whole body started to slowly increase in size! New fur grew with small flakes, her tail and fins became longer and her white belly expanded in all directions. You stared in disbelief and blinked a few times with your eyes. Instead of two feet, she was almost two feet longer and also measured one and a half feet feet wide, covering almost half of your bed with her length.
"Impressed?", she said, seeming tired of the effect that just took place. "I forgot to say I can store the amount of affection you give me inside and use it to increase and decrease my size whenever I want. I usually don't Right now I've used everything, but that doesn't mean it has to stop here." You look at her, smiling widely.
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