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"You said her name is Zheil?" The voice asked.

"Yes it is, now hurry up so I can get out of here." A stressed Ofenna said.

"Oh now, you had fun. And don't forget you getting out is contingent on this wolf friend of yours being as keen as you say."

"She will b-." Ofenna replied only to be cut off by the mass of fabric and cotton in her maw again. "Mmnnph!?"

"Hush now dear." The figure said before knocking on the door.

Zheil sprang toward the sound and opened the door up. Blinking as she saw not her room-mate but a towering anthro cougar plush toy. The toy waved, silently, as Zheil quickly put together her assumption. "So you bought it for me and decided to put it on? That must have been tough! Explains what kept you, though." She pulled the door wider for her presumed room-mate to enter. "Are there stilts in there? You look taller than normal."

"Just the suit." The plush replied, mimicking Ofenna's voice, though Zheil noticed she didn't quite sound like herself. Still the wolf presumed it was probably the weird muffling effect from that much fluff between her and the outside. "So, you want a turn in it?" 'Ofenna' asked flatly, turning to set the fabric back to the wolf and pointing with an arm at the zipper.

The suit had been careful to appear mundane, even freezing their hands to make them look artificial, and thus imply they couldn't open the zipper themself. Zheil took the bait eagerly, wagging as she headed over. "Oh absolutely? Need help out I guess?"

Ofenna felt a flood of relief, it would no doubt be a surprise for the wolf when she realised what the suit was, but knowing her friend, Zheil would find it fun, and the lioness herself would be loose.

She'd been trapped inside the living plush for the last two hours, and despite its tall anthro appearance, it had actually bound her inside, bending her arms and legs so that her elbows and knees stuck out, and then overriding her every move on top of that, using her body as little more than a skeletal frame to hold itself in the right form.

Zheil grasped the zipper, and pulled it down, and as she did, Ofenna froze. Remembering now that she was naked below the costume. It wasn't like it was anything that Zheil hadn't seen but...

"Oh, what are you wearing in there? Something to help keep it cool?" Zheil's hand pressed to Ofenna's shoulder, that was strange, the lioness had expected to feel the cold air when it was opened.

"Yeah, pull me out will you?" The voice said. The real Ofenna grumbled into gagging stuffing, if the suit would just take itself off they could dispense with this charade.

Zheil tugged, and her friend came toppling out in a way that she hadn't expected. This was due to how the suit expelled Ofenna from inside it, suddenly. Making space, as the promised replacement had got close enough for the living fabric to act.

"Whmmph?!" Ofenna squeaked as she fell loose, and Zheil stared, her gaze following as the lioness fell. She was outside of the plush but her whole body was shrouded in smooth pink fabric of some kind, her limbs remained folded and trapped, and from how she was struggling she didn't seem to want to be in it. Zheil pulled away, letting the plush go, as she moved to the packaged feline. There was no opening, not even any seams!

The plush turned, it was losing energy fast, but it loomed over the oblivious wolf, it had more than enough to continue. It collapsed a hollow, wriggling arm inward, inverting it and using it to reach through the opening in its back to grab Zheil. With contact made, it toppled onto the wolf. The surface of its body bulged queerly as it worked to pull itself over the wolfess and press her deeper inside, and, as might be expected, she struggled back, punching and pushing at it.

The plush-suit simply moulded and wrapped around her limbs, soon getting her arms stuck inside as the plush whispered. "Mmm, how many decades without a host and then two in the same day. I am lucky."

Zheil was tangled in the mess of plush fabrics as the creature tugged and dragged. It worked its way around so Zheil was on her front, and the plush legs found the resisting, kicking wolf ones. "Your friend told me you'd be into all this, so, as I said to her, try not to make it too hard. As you can see, my fabric repairs any damage your claws do. Obey and I'll let you have your full limb length." The doll said, moving its satin lined interior smoothly up. The toy's rump slid over the wolf girl's own, burying her from the waist down, and overpowering her trivially, but even so Zheil had already lowered her fighting.

"She said that? Wait, you're not going to hurt me, right?" The wolf queried.

"Yes... relax and enjoy it and you'll love it. I don't want to hurt anyone, and if you don't keep clawing, I won't have to constrain your arms any more than needed." She purred, at this point it was down to the wolf how much she'd be punished, as the plush had her well within its grasp. "Yes, that's it, good girl." She said as the wolf seemed to believe her. The grasp was strong enough for the plush to drag what remained outside sharply inwards.

The zipper rose on its own as with one jerking motion the plush threw its head back to cover Zheil's. As the metal links were connected the whole suit squeezed and tightened around the wolf. "Mmm, and now to get those out of the way." The plush said.

"W-what?" Zheil asked, though she felt a tugging at her body, the plush seemed to be pulling her clothes apart by the threads and making them disappear entirely. "W-whoa." Zheil was spellbound as the plush stood up and stretched out, flexing its claws, once again returned to a full body.

"So, Zheil, do you like all this?" The plush said, pressing claws down it's body to rake and brush. The wolf gasped as she felt a soft pressure, not feeling the exact same that the plush did but still there was a strange sensation that mimicked the outer touch.

"Y-yes." The wolf admitted, never one to be coy over such things. The plush was already moving off, walking around the house with Zheil's body, they paused.

"Which way is your room?" The plush asked.

"Uh, left." The wolf said, blushing, her room was a mess, a few items left out that would readily scream the lupine's kinks to any observer.

"Let's get to know more about you then." The plush said as she dipped inside it.

Ofenna had been left on the floor, she'd heard the scuffle as the plush had fought Zheil. This wasn't what she'd agreed on! She'd gone to the antique store at Zheil's request to buy the toy, which had come to life and grabbed and bound her, but she'd reasoned with it that Zheil would enjoy it much more than her. It had listened, at first, but quickly tired of her questions and comments and Ofenna had been thoroughly gagged inside.

Now here she lay, jettisoned from the plush toy, but by no means free. Stuck in a satin-like sack that was too thick to see through, held the stuffing in her mouth solidly, and was sturdy enough that she couldn't stretch her limbs out or get her claws in. The feline strained and struggled, feeling the fabric stretch against her but it was resilient and strong, she couldn't even get up properly, having to roll ungainly on her back until she made it to her knees and elbows.

The plush had finished zipping up Zheil, and then had, to Ofenna's ears, carried on a one way conversation, she hadn't heard the wolf's replies, but they'd obviously co

me through. She wondered if she too was soundproof in the tight bag that she was in.

Soft but heavy footfalls let her know that the pair had returned. "I suppose you want an explanation" The plush asked, a foot nudging Ofenna gently. "Well, I promised to let you out, but I never said I'd let you go."

Ofenna yelled a muffled howl that sounded explicit in the extreme as her impotent limbs flailed around again. The plush had taken a moment to inspect itself in a mirror, having found a new host it had changed from a cream coloured cougar to a blue canine, not quite the shade or breed as the azure wolf inside, but enough to show it was an adapting homage of sorts. It sat in a chair and rested its paws on Ofenna's back. Pressing her to the floor. "Don't worry, I don't plan to enslave you or keep you, I just wanted some insurance. Some time to let your wolf friend acquaint herself with me, and without you suddenly trying to betray me and tear me apart. So, no hard feelings right? Of course if there are, she has a lovely little cage in her room I could lock you in."

Ofenna deflated at the threat. She'd invited the plush into her home, so the sudden betrayal had stung, but she had to concede there was likely mistrust on both sides. She flattened herself to the floor, the best she could do to show submission. "Good. Yes, she agreed." The plush said, presumably to Zheil. "Now it's your turn to be silent, though you like that huh~?"

"Kinky hosts really are the best." The plush said as it hooked a foot round the far side of Ofenna and nudged her closer. Pleather claws pressed against Ofenna's head, as the plush used a pair of trauma shears in its other hand to cut into the fabric parcel, opening a hole behind Ofenna's neck, which it then pulled on to release her head. The lioness gasped, finally freed from the damp clump of fabric that had been in her jaws. She stared grumpily at the plush, only slightly taken aback by the appearance change. It was also wearing Zheil's clothes. One of her long dresses and a pair of blue black striped stockings that disappeared under the hem. She'd also put on one of Zheil's collars which had been padlocked shut, the hoop from the lock had been threaded through the zipper, too.

"Alright, you've had your fun! Let me out of here!" The lioness yelled.

"Temper, temper. I understand your legs and arms must be aching to stretch, but I don't feel safe. Luckily I found a little something that would serve as a compromise." The plush said, pointing to the couch where a thick garment had been spread. The inert but thickly padded Nala plush-suit that Ofenna owned.

"Where did you find that?!" Ofenna barked, it wasn't that she kept her room locked or even the item hidden, but still the plush had taken some liberty with her privacy.

"Blame your friend here." The plush said patting its chest. "I was worried you'd be upset, but she told me to look there. Now I notice those hands are too thick to do much, and you can't even get it on or off alone... so this is my compromise. Let my dress you in that, and we can sit and talk. Don't worry, I left the mask in your room. It'll just be your body that's covered. Okay?"

"Do I have a choice?" Ofenna asked, through gritted teeth.

"The cage in your friend's room." The plush reminded her, and with a sigh Ofenna agreed. Even so the plush was careful. Cutting Ofenna's legs free first, fitting them into the heavy suit, getting it half way up her back before slicing open the fabric on her arms and stuffing them one at a time into the useless-handed sleeves. The plush gathered up the satin scraps, mentioning that she'd eat them later before zipping Ofenna in all the way and employing the suit's thick-furred, built in collar to hide the zipper from the lioness.

"Oh goodness, look at you, I just want to take you to bed and cuddle you all night." The plush said, looking at the lioness's appearance. Ofenna had sat down, her legs stretched out, but her arms already crossed over her chest.

"Not happening, it's enough that I'm a prisoner in my own home until you let one of us out." She said back.

The plush shook its head. "Right, how rude of me. I do want to apologise, your friend here agreed quite readily. So I know she's into wearing me and having me control her like this. But I didn't give you the option. It had been well over fifty years since I last had a chance to move around, and in that time I was little more than an object. An immobile plush, able to think, but unable to move until your hand fell on the zipper."

Ofenna grimaced. She wanted to continue looking upset and angry but she could understand, thinking what she might do if she put herself in the plush's place. "So you need someone in you constantly?" The lioness asked. "Cos I don't think even the wolfess is content to give herself up that much."

"Oh, no no, if I have a host for a while, I can store up energy, the longer they are in the more I have, up to a limit."

"So a battery then?" Ofenna said.

The toy nodded back. "Near enough. And besides, I can live with being immobile for long periods, I really don't mind it, it was only that half a century is a bit too long."

Ofenna reached to rub her temple, though the plush coated hand of hers made her rethink, going back to crossing it. "Let me guess, given we both seem nice, you want us to charge you, and look after you?"

"Oh what a kind offer!" The plush said, to which Ofenna spluttered and raised some protest. Even so, they talked on for a while and made an agreement, Zheil and Ofenna would volunteer to help the suit out for the time being, at least until the toy found someone else, but Ofenna already could tell Zheil would insist the plush suit 'move in' with them on a longer term.

"So, what's your name, what do we call you?" Ofenna finally asked after the agreement had been pencilled in, if not solidified.

"Oh, well, you can call me anything. I don't have a name, but make it something neutral, I might look womanly now, but give me a male host and that will change."

Ofenna nodded, thinking. "All right, I'll call you Jesse."

Jesse nodded back. "And in return, I'll let you out of that suit... tomorrow."

Ofenna narrowed her eyes. But the plush seemed committed, as it added. "Oh, and if you do want a night long cuddle session, I am open~." The lioness kept staring blankly. "Not happening then? Sigh, fine."

And that is how the household of two gained a third occupant.