Luxu's Fluffy Destruction

Story by Amethyst Mare on SoFurry

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A canine rejoices in fluffy destruction, growing her fur to curious, gigantic proportions...


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Luxu's Fluffy Destruction


Written by Arian Mabe (Amethyst Mare)

Commissioned by Artoochu2014

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Luxu giggled as she skipped down the street, dressed comfortably, though it did not stop anyone from seeing just how thick and soft her white fur was. She had a thick ruff of it around her neck, though no one who saw her could know, on first glance, whether the dog was just like that or if she had shaved her fur in a pattern, something like a poodle.

Luxu didn't care about things like that - life was fun! Why should she worry, with her floppy ears and soft, soft fur?

"Oooh..."

The dog paused, one paw in the air, eyes bright as she eyed up the old mansion, the gates leading to a short driveway. Truth be told, it was rather derelict, as if it had not been used in many years, but that was the perfect chance for the fluffy, white dog to have the best kind of fun!

She ignored the signs to keep out, skipping through the gate, which was already half-open, heading straight up to the front door. The door should not have been as easy to open as it was, but Luxu was a dog who was more than eager to get what she wanted! A quick bump of her hip and the door swung open before her, her fluffy, thick tail wagging in excitement.

"Now... Let's see what we can do!"

It was an old house, not one that would ever be missed as she grinned, her fur growing, thickening, lengthening. Oh, there were no limits to the magic of her body, but she ached to see just how far she could push it. A mansion, a sprawling stretch of a home that no one was even living in, was perfect for it!

Not many knew how she could grow her fur, fluffier and fluffier, spreading out in all directions, but Luxu relished it, her tail wagging and wagging, even as it thickened. The entrance hall fluffed up with white fur, though her fur was not satisfied with merely filling a room in a few moments, spreading down the entrance hall to a large living room and, further down, more reception rooms.

Luxu laughed aloud, spinning happily in a circle, her fluff moving around her, the dog no longer discernible in the soft, cloying mass of it. Everything she could see was white, but she sought more, even more, her fur creeping into the walls, behind the old wallpaper, bursting through like grass and peeling it from the walls. Plug sockets were not devoid of it either as she fed her fur into the electrical system of the house, white fluff popping out of the empty sockets, out of light fixtures dangling from the ceiling and in the cracks around old, weary window frames.

"Yes... Grow for me!"

Luxu laughed and laughed, relishing in her fun, though her tail never stopped wagging, not as she became fluffier than ever before - at least in her mind. What fun was any of it if she was not always fluffier than before, after all?

It spread under the carpet, popping up in tufts through it as if her fur was becoming a rug, racing down long hallways and even up the sweeping staircase, between the rails of it. The wooden floorboards in the bedrooms cracked as she made her way to the first floor and then the second, fur fluffing up thickly through them, even pinging some looser boards free where the nails no longer fully secured them to the floor beneath.

She laughed, seeking out more, into the large kitchen at the back of the house, though it had probably been used by a personal chef or kitchen staff, not the actual homeowners, sending her fluff into the old cupboards remaining, infiltrating every single one, even crawling up the walls of the walk-in freezer.

It was not the limit of what Luxu wanted, however, her fur spreading out into the garden, completely covering the grass and burrowing into it, even as she deepened her grip on the house, fur popping out through the windows. For while her white fluff spread through the plaster, sending it cracking and splintering, her fur sank into the grass too, around the base of the trees and up into them too. Once in the trees, her fluff puffed out so that they no longer resembled trees at all, but were more like giant balls of white cotton candy.

The fountain did not get missed out on either, fur seeping into the cracks in the stone to burst up where the water would have pooled, into the water fixtures too so that it sprung from the expensive spouts, fluffy and bouncy, as if it really was water. Luxu shivered in delight, feeling another burst of fur coming on, pushing her on. Yes, she had to grow it more, always to grow more, to spread her fur as far through the mansion as her magical powers allowed.

It was coming!

Her fur burst through again, her infatuation with growing swelling, laughing aloud. Oh, nothing was enough for her, every bit of fluffy destruction she caused making her want more, fur springing from behind an old picture frame as she reached the top floor, curling into the attic. Boxes had been left there and she burst through them all, each rapid growth of fur finding somewhere new to crawl, a new space to fill, pushing up and up, even out through the top of the chimney.

For a dog like Luxu, spinning and relishing in her magical delight, there was no end to it, twisting in the softness of her fur as she tangled her fur in a dangling chandelier, though the old crystals had long since been stolen. For her, her fluffy, magical growth was more special than anything else in the world, even diamonds, growing rampantly from her body as if there, truly, was no stopping it.

Luxu laughed, eyes shining brightly, encased by fluff, the entire mansion filled with it, even down the wide, sweeping lawn at the back of the house. With her fluff, she would always take part in fluffy destruction.

And she'd never get caught.