The Handler
VERY DEEP AND SEXUAL BEWARE!!!
Things to know before reading:
Plush-suit: A one piece fursuit that has extra padding, zips up the back to the bottom of the head, and locks so that the user can't get out. It is meant to feel more like being a plushy (stuffed animal). Some distinguishable features of plush-suits are their thick legs, and club like paws.
Bitch-suit: A suit where the user is forced to walk on all fours, using their elbows and knees as limbs and feet as tails. They can be latex, but can also be covered in fur to look more realistic.
VacBed: A rectangle of pipe wire with latex on both sides attached to a vacume to suck the air out of the latex, immobilizing anything/one inside of it.
Handler: A person who makes sure everything goes smoothly while suiting (fursuit or plush-suit, both can have a handler just to make sure they are okay).
Week 1:
It came. I finally received my new plush-suit in the mail. I was extremely happy, and couldn't wait to put it on. My fursona was a Pink and white dog. It took me about 15 minutes my first time suiting up, and I was dripping in sweat by the time I got it on completely. However, I then ran into a big problem. I didn't have anyone with me to zip and lock the back of my suit, so the back was completely open. So, I decided to get onto one of my furry websites and ask around for someone who would be my handler for a con. I didn't get any replies for about a week until some strange account under the name friendlyfurry decided to come to my aid, and be my handler. I FaceTimed with him once or twice discussing some of the details in suit because he didn't want to be seen until the con, but I was fine with that.
The day of the con came along, and I was in my hotel room waiting for the bell to ring (because my handler was supposed to meet me at my room, duh). I was getting bored, so I decided to start getting ready because I simply couldn't wait to start suiting! As I was about to put the head on, I heard the bell ring. I waddled over with my thick legs as fast as possible. I opened the door, and it was my handler!!!! He seemed pretty normal, he came without a suit on, so it was a little weird since I haven't seen him before, but I chose to ignore that. We had a formal introduction, he then asked me if I was ready to get zipped up within 3 minutes of meeting me. OF COURSE I SAID YES!!!! He then zipped me up, and locked me inside of the suit. As I started walking away to go suiting, he pushed me onto my side and picked me up.
"What are you doing?!?" I asked someone frightened.
"Don't worry, I am bringing you to the con, walking must be really hard in that thing."
"Okay, let me know when we are going down the elevators, I can take it from their." At this point something a little sketchy was going on because we were walking for way longer then it should take to get to the elevator. "Um, are we close yet?" I asked. I wasn't able to see because my head was facing the ceiling.
"Yeah we are here now." He put me onto a bed.
"This isn't the elevator... where am I?" I asked.
"You are my plush now. You are not to talk, you must listen to my every command, you must be still at all times unless if I say otherwise, you must NEVER ask for your new body to be taken off, and if I say anything to you, you respond by saying yes master. You are merely another one of my stuffed animals, do not interact with my other plushies. If you break any of these rules, you will be punished accordingly and forced to obey." I was petrified.
"But I am a person. You aren't my master, I didn't agree with this!!!" I mustered all of my courage, and those were the last words I spoke.
"You think you can simply get away with breaking my rules? Not only did you talk, but that wasn't a 'yes master'." He unzipped the suit enough to take the head off. He gagged me and put it back on immediately. I struggled and struggled and the gag wouldn't budge. I was then tied down until I fainted due to exhaustion.
I woke up, in a wonderful pink room full of other oversized plushies. I attempted to say something, but couldn't. I then remembered what had happened the day before. My Handler then walked into the room. "Morning pets!!!! I can't wait to play with you all today, we have a new friend with us, their name is fluffy the dog. Now, let's start with out morning tea party!"
I managed to slip the gag off.
"Can you get me out of this suit?" I was doing hand gestures at the same time because that's what I was used to. Not one of the plushes moved an inch, but my master looked at me with such disgust.
"You are not allowed to talk, move, or ask for your body to be removed. You are now going to suffer the ultimate punishment, the mirror."
I was then cradled, and tied down to a vertical plank of wood with a hole at the bottom. Two circular holes were cut in my suit. One, right by my vagina, and the other at my ass. I then felt a weird object enter my ass. It started to wiggle and wag. "Is your second tail comfortable? Wag for yes, stop for no, by the way, I inserted an O ring into your mouth, a little upgrade from your ball gag. Fetch just isn't your favorite is it. Well, now you can eat whatever I feed you, so you should be grateful. Oh by the way, get ready for part two." My mast... handler then got into his fursuit. "I understand this is confusing, but you breaking the rules is also my failure for not training you in time for our tea party. He then inserted a O ring into his mouth, shoved a tail butt plug into his tight ass and tied himself to another plank of wood with a hole for the butt plug. Then, he tapped him feet in a pattern, and an automatic system started. A viberator was then dropped and put on my vagina. A viberator was then placed under his thick cock. It was exactly as he had said, like a mirror. We faced each other, in the same position, under the same circumstances. I slowly got hotter, squirming more and more as time moved on, he was orgasming along with me. We were trapped, and stuck, getting the life vibed out of us, moan by moan. 15 minutes later he was let go, and he took off him suit and got completely naked, and took the gag off of himself. He then kept me there, but made the mirror a table. He then took the viberator off, but kept the butt plug, gag, restraints, and plush-suit on me. He started to squeeze my untouched breasts, and slowly put his cock into my vagina. I was getting so hot and flustered, but for some reason, I liked it. He started to rapidly fuck me, until he got off to shove his cock into my mouth, cumming into my mouth like it was his garbage can. He continuously fucked me, squeezing harder and harder, going faster and faster. I've never felt so alive, and slowly, and tenderly, I let out a moan of pleassure. He then stopped, and walked out. I passed out due to exhaustion.
The next day I woke up to a wolf plush fucking me everywhere as if they have never had sex before, and out of the corner of my eye, I saw my master, jerking off in the corner. The wolf then cummed into me. I was petrified. Would I have kids? Who would take care of them. Would I be let go to take care of them? I was then fucked even more by a wolf, and my tits were getting squeezed by a poodle, and I was forced to give a Tiger a blowjob. That lasted for an hour. That was the last time I ever thought about anything. I realized that my life as a human was over. I was now a sex toy used for a dirty furry's wildest dreams to come true, and the last words I processed as a human was "you are on birth pills." At least I wasn't having kids. I then sat in my misery, being forced to be a stuffed animal for the rest of my life. Stuck, in a plushy prison.
Week 2:
"Okay, well last week, we were all reminded of how we are supposed to behave thanks to fluffy's demonstration, but, we are having a major situation. My sister is coming for a surprise visit with her children, so you all need to be on your best behavior, or else, even worse then the mirror. So, you are all allowed to move for an hour to help me clean this house up. I have already cleaned it, so what I want you guys to clean are each other. I have set up washing rooms in the door next to you guys so that you can smell nice, in an hour, you will be still as a plush and you may choose whatever part of the house you want to sit at to be. GO!!!" We all waddled into the bathroom to find machines like the mirror. Once we were all inside, our master locked the door, and we decided to just get onto the plastic mirror like devices. After being tied on and having ourselves tied down, we were thoroughly washed by our master, and he even gave us a last minute moan. One per plush. I decided enough was enough. I spoke.
"What the hell do you think you are doing? We are people, not your slaves!!!"
"And there goes our brave Fluffy once again. Listen to me, you are going to have the time of your life. The others are clean and are grateful for having me, but you, you think it's okay to disobey me. You have to get hosed down."
I was taken out of my plush-suit by my master (while still in restraints), and was forced into a bitch-suit. I was then forced to get my ass, vagina, and eyelids given tattoos to match my new Dalmatian suit. I was in serious pain.
"If you want food and water, you must be a good little girl and treat my family with respect. Now, there is no way for you to escape my grasp since you look exactly like a Dalmatian. Your welcome. I have also inserted a device that senses when you are breaking my rules, and whenever you do, you will get viberated for 10 minutes. If you don't want to obey, you will be vibed, and you won't be fed. Now, you are my first pet. If anyone else would like to join in, raise a paw."
I woke up the next morning miserable. I was in so much pain, and as I looked into the mirror, I saw a Dalmatian, not a girl looking for a handler for a con. I was changing so much.
"Morning Fluffy!!! Let's practice your tricks." Uh oh... "I want you to show me your belly, then sit, then roll over." I did as I was told. I gave up on life. "Good girl!!! My family is around the corner, look presentable."
"Oh my gosh! George, you never mentioned getting a dog!!! What is it's name?" said master's sister.
"Alice, this is Fluffy, she is about 2 years old, and I adopted her from a pound. She was unwanted, so I took her in and she is strangely friendly."
"Uncle George, can I pet her?" asked his nephew.
"Of course! Fluffy, show me belly. By the way, feel free to do whatever you want with her Joey."
"Okay! I wanna play with her." He picked up a ball and started playing fetch with me. I have never been so embarrassed.
Joey started to run around the house calling my new name until he found the door to the bedroom, where all of the plushies were. I was so close to my master getting caught for his deeds.
"Fluffy!!! I want to try something, I found this toy to play with!" Joey picked up a viberator. He knew nothing about what he was doing, but I knew what was to come. I rolled over, and was vibed by a 3 year old. He then realized that vaginas could open if something was shoved inside of them. He grabbed the viberator, and shoved it into my vagina until he couldn't anymore. It was officially stuck in my pussy, and I was then vibed for the next 6 hours, in front of all of the plushies, who Joey had been using as chairs. He then started to squeeze my boobs, still not knowing anything about sex. I was miserable. Forced to obey his every command in my doggy prison. I was miserable. Once Joey left, master found me moaning my heart out, and he placed me onto his bed and fucked me until I couldn't take any more.
"You did good today. If you want, you could be my permanent dog, instead of as a punishment." I nodded yes. It was better then being an immobile plush. However, I misunderstood what he meant.
"Okay, I will hook you up now." He put me into a latex dog mask, and placed me into a vacbed. I was then completely stuck. He did keep his word, I was a dog, and it was permanent enough. He made me listen to a recording on headphones through the mask, and I was forced to listen until I fell asleep. The recording said the following:
"Here are your new rules. Number one, you must never kiss me. Number two, you must never attempt to break free of the vacbed. Number three, if I fuck you, or if anyone fucks you, you must not hesitate or squirm. You are merely a dog." All night long I was forced to listen to that recording on loop.
He spent all of that Wednesday fucking me and shoving his plushies' cocks into my vagina. He then attached my vacbed to a spinning chalkboard so that it could spin. He fucked me everywhere. He was so sexy while doing so though. I almost didn't mind it. His sexy 6 pack, his long blonde hair, and his 6 inch cock. He was so warm. My master made me hot.
That Thursday, I was found by Alice. Master was forced to explain everything to Alice. She had popped in to say hello again, and found his room of plushes and then opened his closet to find me in my vacbed, stuck. She decided to fuck all of us and unleashed her kinky side. She placed george on top of me, so that we were forced to fuck in the vacbed, while she nailed his ass with a strap on penis. She used the plushies as her cum sluts and put them all on mirrors. She then released me, and apologized. I was then placed into my plushs-uit, and shipped to a toy store, and I was never boughten, I was just kept on display, for the rest of my life. This was all due to the handler.