Lugia

Ash say's "I want want to be a Lugia plushie, I have always loved that pokemon and now want to be a plush version of it" without a second of hisitation.

The chansey's expression changed to a warm smile as she nodded enthusiastically, her bright pink hat bobbing up and down. "A Lugia plushie, what a wonderful choice! We don't get many requests for that one, especially not from young trainers," she said, her eyes sparkling with excitement. She scribbled some notes on a clipboard, her pen squeaking softly as she wrote. "Now, let's get started on the transformation process. Please, follow me."

Ash then asked his mother if she also wanted to become a plush how about a Ho-oh the counterpart of Lugia.

Ash's mother nodded excitedly at her son's suggestion. "Yes, I've always been interested in becoming a ho-oh plushie as well. I think it would be a lot of fun."

"Oh, what a coincidence! I adore that pokémon too!" The chansey exclaimed, barely able to contain her excitement. "Now, Ash dear, we first have a bay marked on the right side of the room, where we instruct you to undress, then strip the clothes off yourself and take a shower in the designated bathing area. Then, when you finish washing, we'll administer a sedative, and bring you to the back room where we'll perform the transformation procedure on the operating table".

As Ash nodded, he began to make his way towards the bay marked on the right side of the room, his eyes fixed on the shower area. The chansey plushie nodded in approval, her bright pink hat bobbing up and down. "Remember, dear, please remove all your clothes and take a thorough shower. We want to make sure you're squeaky clean for the transformation process." Ash's mother, Delia, smiled reassuringly at her son as he walked away, trying to hide any concerns she might have had.

Ash entered the bay and began to undress, his clothes falling to the floor with a soft rustle.

As Ash finished undressing, he stood naked in front of the shower area, the warm glow of the soft lighting in the bay making his skin look almost luminescent. He took a deep breath, feeling a slight thrill of excitement mixed with a pinch of nervousness, and stepped under the warm spray of the shower. The water cascaded down his body, washing away any lingering doubts or fears he might have had. He closed his eyes, letting the warmth seep into his skin, and began to soap himself up, the scent of the mild cleanser filling the air. The sound of the water and the gentle hum of the shower's heating element created a soothing melody that seemed to lull his worries to sleep.

As Ash emerged from the shower, the warm glow of the soft lighting in the bay danced across his skin, accentuating the gentle curves of his muscles. Water droplets clung to his skin, glistening like tiny diamonds in the light. He stood tall, unselfconscious about his nakedness, his eyes fixed on the chansey plushie who was watching him with an intent gaze. The plushie's bright pink hat seemed to glow with an inner light, and her expression was one of serene approval.

Delia, who had been waiting anxiously outside the bay, felt a surge of maternal pride as she caught sight of her son's confident demeanor.

As Ash nodded, Chansey's bright pink hat bobbed up and down, and she gestured to a sleek, silver table in the center of the room. The table was adorned with a soft, white sheet, and a small, delicate pillow at one end. Chansey's eyes sparkled with a warm, reassuring light as she asked, "Are you ready, dear?" Her voice was gentle, but with an undercurrent of excitement that made Ash's heart skip a beat. Ash took a deep breath, feeling a thrill of anticipation mixed with a pinch of nervousness, and nodded again. Chansey smiled, her plushie face creasing into a warm, encouraging smile.

Chansey pressed a button and then a blue tube came down from the ceiling and landed in Ash's hands. Ash's eyes widened slightly as he took the blue tube, his fingers wrapping around it instinctively. It was smooth to the touch, with a subtle give that hinted at a soft, rubbery interior. The chansey plushie watched him with an encouraging smile, her bright pink hat bobbing up and down as she nodded. "Go ahead, dear, just breathe through the tube," she cooed, her voice soothing and gentle. Ash hesitated for a moment, his eyes flicking to his mother, who stood watching with a calm, reassuring expression. Then, taking a deep breath, he placed the tube in his mouth and began to inhale.

Suddenly, Ash felt a weird fluffy substance being pushed down his mouth. It was soft and plushy, with a faint smell of cotton candy. He looked up at the chansey plushie, who was holding the other end of the blue tube, carefully controlling the flow of the stuffing. Ash's eyes widened as he realized what was happening. He was being stuffed.

The chansey plushie continued to push the stuffing into Ash's mouth, her bright pink hat bobbing up and down as she worked. Ash could feel the stuffing expanding in his chest, filling him up from the inside.

As Ash continued to take deep breaths, the fluff seemed to fill his chest, creating a soft, warm sensation that radiated through his body. As he breathed in, the fluff would expand, and as he exhaled, it would compress, almost like a living, breathing creature. Ash closed his eyes, feeling the strange sensation of his own body expanding and contracting with each breath. It was like his insides had transformed into a giant, fluffy pillow.

As Ash's insides turned into cotton stuffing, his body began to transform into that of a Lugia Plush. His skin, once smooth and taut, now started to take on a soft, velvety texture, like the gentle nap of a plush toy. The warmth of the transformation radiated outward from his core, spreading through his limbs like a comforting blush. His muscles, once defined and firm, began to soften and relax, losing their sharp contours as they gave way to the fluffy stuffing within.

Delia watched, transfixed, as her son's body underwent its magical transformation. She saw his face elongate into a gentle, avian curve, his nose flattening into a soft, ridged beak.

As Ash's body continued its magical transformation, his skin turned a brilliant silver-white, with hints of creamy undertones that seemed to glow in the soft light of the room. The velvety texture deepened, becoming even more lush and inviting, like the softest of stuffed animals. Delia's eyes widened in wonder as she watched her son's arms shorten and broaden, morphing into the sleek, wing-like appendages of a Lugia. The fingers merged into a single, feather-like tip, with delicate, sparkling threads that seemed to shimmer like stardust.

Chansey's bright pink hat bobbed up and down as she worked her magic, her plushie face alight with concentration.

The plushie-Chansey continued to push the stuffing into Ash's mouth, her bright pink hat bobbing up and down as she worked. Ash's body continued to expand, the fluff filling him up from the inside, making him soft and plushy like a stuffed animal. The sensation was strange but not unpleasant, like being wrapped in a warm, comforting blanket.

As the stuffing reached his legs, Ash felt them becoming shorter and thicker, the muscles and bones softening and merging into the plushy material. His feet transformed into three-toed webbed feet, the toes ending in small, delicate claws.

As the last wisps of transformation dissipated, Ash's new Lugia Plush body felt strangely light, as if the very essence of his being had been infused with the soft, airy texture of a cloud. The Chansey plushie beamed with pride, her bright pink hat bobbing up and down in excitement, as she carefully withdrew the blue tube from Ash's beak-like mouth. The tube slid out with a gentle whoosh, leaving behind a faint scent of cotton candy that lingered on Ash's plushy lips.

Ash's newly transformed eyes, now a deep shade of blue with pointed black spikes, blinked slowly as he took in his surroundings.

Ash's gaze traveled along the sleek, silver-white contours of his massive body, taking in the intricate details of his new form. The Chansey plushie had done an amazing job, carefully recreating even the smallest features of a Lugia. Ash marveled at the ridged texture of his beak, the delicate shape of his nostrils, and the vibrant blue of his eyes, complete with the distinctive pointed black spikes. As he looked down, he saw the dark blue plate-like protrusions running along his back, each one shimmering with a subtle iridescence that caught the light.

Ash's eyes widened as he flexed his enormous wings, feeling the soft, velvety texture of his new skin.

Ash's new Lugia Plush body felt strange but amazing. He stretched his wings, marveling at the soft, velvety texture of his new skin. He stood up on his three-toed webbed feet, wobbling slightly as he adjusted to his new center of gravity. The Chansey plushie watched him with a proud smile, her bright pink hat bobbing up and down as she nodded in approval.

"How do you feel, Ash?" Delia asked, her voice filled with excitement and concern.

As Ash wrapped his massive Lugia Plush body around his mother, Delia felt like she was being enveloped in a warm, fluffy cloud. The soft, velvety texture of Ash's new skin was incredibly soothing, and she couldn't help but relax into the gentle pressure of his hug. The sweet scent of cotton candy still lingered on Ash's plushy skin, filling Delia's senses with a sense of wonder and delight.

Ash's wings, now fully extended, wrapped around Delia like a protective cocoon, shielding her from the outside world. His beak-like mouth nuzzled her gently, sending shivers of joy down her spine.