1424145070932.png
[Hide] (923.1KB, 640x802) >Before you is… yourself? No, it was your corpse, bound to a wall
>Plutia happily declares that your new life will be as her personal plushie and that she's soooo happy that you answered her Guild request
>Over the next week, get taken by your goddess everywhere, being used to cast spells and beat up monsters
>The only time your body will move is when Plutia wills it to, at first feeling alien but over time becoming a nice feeling of being controlled
>Soon, Plutia is upset with you for becoming too complacent with your position
>Get carried to the dark room, only the second time you've been there
>Get chucked aside carelessly before hearing some noises as a bright light envelopes your surroundings before your vision soon fades again
>Wake up, you're back in your original body
>Happily attempt to move your limbs and wake up from this horrible nightmare
>They won't move, they're bound
>A sadistic, mature-sounding laugh can be heard as the transformed state of Plutia walks into view
>You had seen her like this only a couple of times in your life, including one choice television appearance that you had tried to purge from your mind
>She puts her hand around your chin and tells you that she'll make you learn what it's like to be hers
>Savagely beaten for hours on end as she unleashes every last bit of her barbarous urges upon you as you try so hard to cry out for help, as none comes
>She's so used to doing this to girls, a man is such a fresh experience for her
>After your torture session, wake up once more in your plush body, as Plutia's now standard massive form towers over you once again before picking you up off the ground, brushing the dust off
>She exits the room hugging you tightly, talking about how much more fun the two of you will have
>This becomes a cycle, as whenever your inner fear for her as a doll begins to dissipate Iris Heart beats on you as your normal self
>Eventually as time drags by, you couldn't tell if it was a month or a decade anymore, Iris Heart has done just about everything she can with you and your nether regions against your will
>Growing bored, she ties you down to the ground, before standing over you familiarly much like when she would stomp on you as a helpless plush
>Her leg rises up as her heel glistens in the slight light of the room, before it comes down like a hammer upon your genitals
>It's as if one of your balls broke, as your penis is practically flattened by her immense strength
>She continues to slam her heel down upon you repeatedly with more force each time, the most pain you'd ever felt in your life coursing through your entire body as you screamed in agony
>Iris Heart devolves into crazed laughter as she demolishes your manhood, having the time of her own life at your expense
>Your will to fight back has eroded completely over time, this being the final straw
>You lay in a daze, gazing up at your master
>Her heel comes down again as she asks you to correct your thoughts
>Your goddess AND master.
>She gives the widest, most devlish smile you've ever seen her have for a moment, before it fades away into a frown once more as if she realized something
>You soon black out for a final time
>Awake in your plush body, now content with your life completely ruled by Plutia's beck and call
>All of her commands to move your body are your most desired treasures, as is her graceful love and care towards you she bestows with her slippers
>This happiness lasts for about a week, as she grows more and more disgruntled with you
>Her stomps of care amplify more and more, and you're unsure as to why your goddess is so displeased with you as you only want to please her with all of your being
>She ends up taking you over to one of the many shelves adorned with so many plushies just like you, before seating you upon it
>You look back at her titanic body with a proud smile on your stitched face, ready to serve her any time
>Plutia is still grim and does nothing but turn and walk away
>The very next day, a visitor arrives
>That's odd, you hadn't seen any non-CPU visitors other than yourself since your role in life dawned upon you
>You hope that they have a nice time with their goddess, as you have had with her
>Sit upon the shelf for ages and ages, always gleeful when Plutia is nearby, but she never pays you any mind
>Still, your radiant smile is plastered upon your face as the calendar pages tear away and decades pass as more and more plushies are placed upon the same shelf
>What an eternal bliss.
>Your only wish is that she would hold you again