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You and Lance had broken up about a month ago, and while he wasn't so heartbroken anymore, Lance had still not gotten over you. While he didn't exactly miss being your partner, you were a bit too whiny for him, he definitely missed those passionate nights of lovemaking, even if they got a bit out of hand. God, if I could just pound that tight hole of theirs one more time . . . Lance muttered that sentence under his breath as he went to work that day, unaware that God really decided to listen to him

As you woke up from your afternoon nap, you noticed that you felt totally immobile, like some sort of sleep paralysis without the fear. Glancing around, at least as far as you could without moving your neck, you noticed that you were somehow in Lance's room. Even stranger, everything in the room seemed huge! While looking around, you noticed your arms barely peeking into your peripheral vision. They seemed slightly chubbier, and your skin seemed to resemble a plush fabric, but most importantly, your arms ended in a nub rather than a hand. You realized that you were now a plushie.

Lance came back from work, opening the door to his room without much care. Lance just wanted to slip out of his suit and into bed, but as he began to take off his tie, he noticed you on his nightstand. Walking towards his nightstand, Lance cautiously picked you up, turning you and scanning over you with rapt attention, Would you look at that, a mini User, how unusual. Where did I even get this from? It has the same clothes as them, so I wonder . . . should I take a peek? Lance hooked his finger around your little plushie underwear, pulling it down slowly, he noticed a large, soft-looking hole right between your legs, just the right size for his cock, Well it doesn't matter where I got you, because you're mine to use now~ Lance gave a sadistic grin as he looked down at your plushie self, it was clear that he was thinking of using you for unsavory things.

Lance