The Package

     Lyra sat her desk, her hands shaking in anticipation. Today she would at last recieve the package from her friend. Lyra loved plush dolls a lot, she had a very large collection ranging from some expensive ones to ones she made herself. Lyra's best friend had a common interest in them and she recently found Lyra a rare one. It was unique plush made of very special materials. She quickly opened the box and then frowned as she looked at the contents. Inside was just a red collar, like the kind for a dog. She picked it up and examined it, a bit surprized to find that it was itself a plush. Lyra chuckled "yeah this is a very unique plush" she said jokingly. Though she really had never seen such a plush, and did like it, it just wasnt what she expected. When Lyra heard "rare" plush, she thought it was something custom, like her prized fox plush wearing the clothes of a British gentlelman, something she had payed a lot of money for to get from a proffesional plush maker. Yet her, in place of an extragent gift there was a plain plush collar. 

     She sat there a bit, wondering what to do with this collar, and out of nowhere had an idea. She put it around her neck and fastened it, the soft cloth tickling her skin. She stood up and walked towards the mirror and admired the collar. She smiled, the collar seemed to match her, it just seemed like it was made for her. "I can see why she got me this, its a nice collar" she said grinning. Lyra considered putting it on one of her plush dolls, but then she felt strange. She stood there for a bit until she felt a bit weak in the legs. she stumbled a bit then fell over onto the floor. A bit shaken by what had happened to her she shook as she sat at her desk. She sighed "what was that?" she asked herself. Lyra still felt kind of strange, and the feeling intensified by the second, and then she felt a popping in her ears, like at high altitudes, and with that, the change had begun.

    Lyra shot up and looked into the mirror. She say poking out from her hair two pointed ears at the top of her head. She touched them, finding that they were plush. Once she realized this she screamed loudly out of sheer terror. Her hands began to feel weird, and she began watching them. Her fingers were slowly fusing together, forming a stub where each hand used to be. they soon inflated a bit (no doubt with stuffing) and seams appeared on each arm. she touched her body with her hands, but she felt nothing. She looked at her new plush hands with awe and terror. Her feet then followed suit and she fell over on to the floor. Lyra crawled into her chair just as faux fur began to sprout. It soon covered her entire body and smelled like a new plush. Her pants then ripped open and revealed an overstuffed tai flopped over on the chair. She then felt a prick in her eyes and she instantly blinked. and in that moment her eyes became black buttons. Lyra could still see, though everything had a dark tint, like wearing sunglasses. Then her mouth twitched and snapped shut, her mouth then started to spread into a grin and froze like that. Her face became a muzzle and she slowly shrank down an fell on all fours. Lyra sat on her desk chair now just a simple fox plush.

    Our poor plush loving victim was technically still alive as a plush. She was conscious but yet couldn't move a single part of her soft body. Lyra was surprisingly calm for being in such a situation. She was almost happy at this moment. Her mind had dulled down a bit as a plush and she felt like she was lying on an extremely soft bed. She was really out of it at the moment and wasn't really paying attention to her surroundings at all. As she 'daydreamed" her apartment door opened, and a young woman walked in. She made her way to Lyra's room and was somewhat taken aback by what she saw. When Lyra saw her friend enter the room she felt a mix of emotions: anger, joy, bliss, hate they all were whirring in her head as her friend sat down next to her.

    "Well, well" said the girl laughing "curiosity killed the cat... or in this case made the fox". Lyra felt a bit stupid in this situation, not being able to defend her actions or explain what happened, "that collar was supposed to go on your precious fox plush, to make it better, but I guess it suits you too..." said the girl sitting down next to Lyra. Poor Lyra would have been blushing if she were in her actual body, but she wasn't so she just sat there with that silly grin on her face. The girl proceeded to pull a small vial from her pocket and sprinkled the contents on her friend "here this should help!"

    This girl (her name is Jane) had been Lyra's friend for a pretty long time, and they always spent the weekends together. Of course some best friends share secrets with each other, and in Jane's case it was the fact the she was a witch. Jane had trained from a very young age and was very advanced. Jane felt bad for her friend, she couldn't get her humanity back, but she could get something very close. Jane was hoping her friend wouldn't be to upset after she fixed this little accident.

    The powder had a very odd effect on Lyra. Her faux fur slowly changed in color slightly and became very real, like an actual fox. While that happened her ears began to twitch slightly. Next her eyes morphed from buttons back to Lyra's old cobalt blue eyes. Her mouth then released from the grin and she gave a sigh of relief as she could finally move her mouth properly. Her tail soon began to swish lightly around as more and more of Lyra began to move again. Finally her paws changed from paws and slightly scraped the chair. Lyra smiled lightly at the fact that she was animate again, yet Lyra was still a vixen and was slightly confused, and looked up at Jane.

    "I'm sorry but I cant make you human again, its physically impossible but you can talk again" said Jane sadly as she began petting Lyra. Lyra couldn't explain it but the sensation of Jane petting her felt really good and she didn't want it to stop. After a bit Lyra asked "now what do we do?" Jane thought for a second then answered "well you could be my familiar...". Lyra instantly nodded and said "yes!"

    After a while Jane took Lyra to her home and began to teach her on how to be a good familiar. After a few months Lyra had gotten the hang of it and had turned out to be very good at this job. Meanwhile people wondered where the young woman had gone, but sometimes issues like that resolve themselves . You see Lyra was planning to go to a foreign country to volunteer, and people just assumed that she decided to stay there. Jane and her familiar made a great team, exceeding in almost everything together. Lyra didn't miss being human, being a familiar to her was ten times as better.