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Quilted covers, bedspreads, pillows, shams, cases, sheets, this place had it all, Wave Length thought to himself as he browsed the multitudinous displays within the store. It was all arranged with such precision, not a single wrinkle or crease on any of the model beds, pillows aligned perfectly, to the point where it was almost eerie to behold. Surely the owner of this store must be… finicky, the stallion chuckles, tapping a hoof. He needed the whole set, mattress and all, though he was reluctant to buy anything without testing it out first. Something which was impeded by the signs on every display that said “Do not touch” in no uncertain terms…

Wave Length glances around, surely it wouldn’t be noticed if he were to just hop on one of the beds real quick to see how comfy the pillows were? Surely, he figured, as he couldn’t even see anypony that’d notice him. With a quick hop he sets himself down onto the nearest bed and rests his head upon the pillow, just resting for a moment and pondering on whether or not he’d want to make a purchase.

“HEY!” A voice rings out.

“Wha…?” Wave blinks his eyes open and slides off the bed onto the black and white tiled floor with a thud.

“Can’t you read! Don’t touch! That means don’t touch, and especially means don’t lay on it!” The voice speaks again, the sound of quickly approaching hooves bringing them near. It turns out to be a unicorn stallion, of similar stature to himself, but with a stark white coat and a cutiemark of a pillow enshrouded in magic.

“I a-ah…” Wave rubs his head with a hoof, lying on the floor where he fell.

“You what?” The stallion leers down at him grumpily.

“Well-“

“Ugh!” The stallion cuts him off. “No excuses, ponies are always the same, and you’re no different. Only one way to deal with this.”

A blue aura of magic grabs hold of Wave Length and sits him up on his haunches, holding him fast. Almost as quickly a burst of pins and needles flow over him where he sat, making him squirm in place, leaning backward on his hooves.

“H-hey, what gives? What are you casti- …”

“Don’t talk to me, I’m working!” The store keeper growled, focusing more energy from his spell.

Wave shivers, a bizarre pulling sensation brings his forelegs closer to his sides and sticks them there as if with glue, fur seeming to run together where they touched and take on a lighter hue. The spell moved down from his shoulders, sealing his limbs to his side as if they were on a zipper track! Unable to keep his balance as a result he leans backward against the wall, head starting to swim as the magic worked upon him.

“W-what are you doing!” He shouts out through the spell.

“Oh hush.” The stallion replies, magic shifting and sealing his lips shut in a similar fashion.

“Mmnnph! Gmmn…!?” Wave Length mumbles, trying to bring his hooves up to his face but finding them firmly stuck. He glances down to see the changes progressing to other parts, fur on his chest and belly starting to plump up, taking on a plush appearance as it fades white, a texture almost like that of… fabric? Was forming where his fur had been. His heels draw together and stick, all the way up his legs, fusing together as the white fabric spread over them, seeming to fill in the gap between them.

A warmth invaded the core of his being, as if magically he was being stuffed full of a thick filling, forcing more and more inside of him. He sees his fabric like skin bloat up, turning soft and pillowy as it continues- not that’d be able to test that with his hooves in their current state. A tingle crosses his hind hooves as he sees them start to shrink away into the corners of his increasingly pillow-like form, twitching and squirming as much as their range of motion rapidly diminishes.

Wave’s forelimbs were now entirely fused into his body, without any hind limbs either he slid down onto his back, craning his neck as much as possible to see where his bizarre transformation would lead and to plead with the stallion with his eyes. The magic continued unabated, pulling and squeezing all around him as his body takes a more rectangular form, the plush filling welling up inside of him, feeling it at the back of his throat. In mere moments his entire lower form was shaped as a bed pillow would be, and a tugging sensation pulled at his head as his neck vanished away.

His mouth, formerly sealed shut now sinks down into his pillowy body, magic tugging on his ears to pull them into cloth corners. The unicorn’s horn recedes away as the fabric climbs up over his face, soon only his eyes remained… and those too were ultimately subsumed beneath it. With all the power he had remaining he managed but a single twitch on the floor before falling limp, utterly incapable of moving any longer. Wave’s gaze was stuck staring straight up, blurred slightly as if he were looking through the fabric that now covered him. He could hear muffled sounds around him, feel the coolness of the tile beneath, but nothing else.

A sudden weightlessness comes over him as he’s lifted into the air by magic, squeezed, compressed, and fluffed. He feels himself settled down on something much softer… one of the beds? He couldn’t quite see it, but it likely was.

“Much better… now there’s nothing wrong with you touching the displays!” The grumpy unicorn says, before affixing a small price tag to his edge, turning around and walking away.

Wave Length lay there, alone with his thoughts… for however long it would be. He was utterly indistinguishable from a normal pillow, and that stallion certainly had no intention of changing him back… if he could even remember which pillow he was later on.

The thought crossed his mind that he might be stuck this way forever…

… better get comfy.

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Posted previously at: 2016-03-06T22:22:06 | Posted previously by: Ereiam