*To mark reaching 500 followers here I wrote this last story as an online exclusive one for Literotica.
With this I also want to thank all the readers who supported me and enjoyed my stories, and I hope you'll enjoy many more here.
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A plush wolf named Mouse wants to find the thing to make her owner truly happy because he saved her.
To fulfill that wish a plush fairy grants her temporary life.
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'Why the sad look?'
Mouse looked at the little plump girl in a very short and loose lime green dress sitting on the window ledge of the living room. 'What?'
The little girl fluttered her shiny, slim wings once and leaned closer. 'Why the sad look on your face?' she asked the grey wolf plush lying on the couch.
'You're talking to me?'
'Who else?'
'You can hear me?'
'Yes?'
'You, how!? I can't speak!'
'I'm a fairy. A plush fairy to be precise.' the girl said and smiled. 'I can hear yours, or any other plush's voice.'
'Really?'
'How else can we have this conversation?'
Mouse pondered for a moment. 'Right.'
'So, care to tell me why you're looking sad?'
'I'm not really..'
'I can see it. Just like I can hear you. Something's on your mind, worrying you.'
Mouse sighed. 'It's my owner.'
'Oh? Has he been treating you bad!? I can curse him if you want to.'
'No! Nothing like that! It's just that he's been feeling really bad for some time now.'
'Why that?'
'He's working at a helpdesk and knows a lot of things and people keep asking him to fix things. Even the others at work who then leave it up to him while they go home. But he can't get a better job without getting some sort of papers which he can't afford because they're expensive and he has little free time.'
'I see.'
'I see him come home every day feeling very tired and I can't do anything for him. I want to hug him and take his worries away and let him know he can do what he wants to do because I'll support him any way I can.'
The fairy laid down on her side and smirked. 'You love him, don't you?'
If she could blush Mouse would have done so.
'Never mind, I can see it.'
'I..'
'He must be special to you.'
Mouse kept silent for a while. 'He saved me when I was thrown away.'
The fairy waited for Mouse to continue.
'I was bought as a gift for a young girl years ago. She didn't really care for me or any other gifts she received because she used to leave anything behind wherever she was after getting bored. She experimented with mud and water and even fire on us. I and other toys spent nights out in the rain or worse weather until a maid collected us and put us back in the toys room.
Eventually I ended up in such a bad shape, enough for her to throw me next to the garbage container when she became older. I knew it would be the end but then he came along and found me.'
Mouse thought about that moment for a while. 'I remember him looking around, then stroking my head and asking what terrible person threw me away. He picked me up and took me home where he patched me up as best as he could.'
The fairy frowned at the parts that had been crudely sown together and fixed with other pieces of cloth. 'Yeah, I can see that. I've not seen much worse before. I'd smack him for that.'
'No! He knew he wasn't any good but he still fixed me when others said it was a waste. He saved me, more than I could ever repay him for.'
The fairy smiled.
'So now I wish I could do something to make him happy.'
'What if I said I will help you to grant you your wish?'
'You will!?'
The fairy nodded. 'But, it might make you become a freak in this world. And it will be only temporary.'
'I don't care!' replied Mouse at once. 'If he can become happy I'll do anything!'
The fairy stood up and stretched. 'Very well, I'll see what I can do.'
'Thank you.' Mouse said as the fairy flew away.
It was later in the evening when Petro came home. He dropped his bag by the door and the plastic bag with the takeaway meal he had bought on the way home on the small table in the livingroom.
After freshening up he slumped in his couch, turned on the TV to some old horror movie, took the foam container from the bag, pulled Mouse on his lap, and ate.
When he was done he dumped the trash in the bin and took Mouse with him to his bedroom. In bed he pulled her close and stroked her coat while he stared at the ceiling. 'I just want out. Peace and quiet for a change.'
Mouse watched him fall asleep and wished she could wrap him up in her arms.
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Mouse woke up suddenly. "What just happened?" she thought as she realised she had somehow lost part of the night and it scared her.
She saw Petro's sleeping face and crawled closer to him feeling a little better. 'You always protect me.' she whispered and fell asleep again.
When Petro woke up in the morning he felt like he never had such a fulfilling sleep ever before. He smiled sleepily and hugged his warm plush tighter. He stroked Mouse's fur and she let out a soft moan. Something started nagging on the back of his mind after a few moments. The touch of his plush animal was different, it felt warmer, softer, like real fur. Figuring he must still be dreaming he let his fingers explore the nice sensation further.
Mouse woke up from his touch and her skin tingled underneath his fingers. She smiled as she pressed herself closer to him. 'Feels good. Thank you.' she whispered.