Jakxy's origin story part 2

The ringing of the alarm clock interrupted my unexpectedly comforting sleep. Dizzily, I hurled my sleepy arm in the direction of the device. Missed. The sound was earpiercing and sounded a bit muffled. Slowly but surely my mind was beginning to organize my memories from the day before. Or was it a dream after all?
I couldn't trust my tactile sensation and the light switch was nowhere near to find. At least my arm hit the button that time. Piece and quiet, finally.

„Good morning, sunshine, I hope you are well rested and ready to rumble!“ a voice shouted directly into my ears.
„Who is this? Show yourself!“ I shouted back into the darkness of the room.
„No problem, pal, just take a look into the mirror.“
With that, my body slowly began to move without me giving any commands to do so. My arms found the light switch all of a sudden and the whole situation was hitting me directly in the face.
A life-sized plush horse was grinning goofily at me. The mouth was open and the rounded teeth on the upper jaw were giving that silly face of the character a cartoony look. The mane was light blonde colored, the swinging tail as well.
I scratched my head in confusion and the plush horse in the mirror was mimicking my exact move. That plush horse was me.

I couldn't believe it. I had worn this stupid mascot suit for a whole day and a whole night by now and I couldn't manage to get rid of it. Even worse, seemingly I was beginning to lose my mind. I was arguing with a cartoony plush horse suit. Only in the fairy tails I would have thought that an awry situation like this would be possible.

„What do you want from me? Let me out.“ I shouted at the mirror and the cartoon horse was blinking back at me or was it my imagination. The thirst was killing me.
„No, no, no, friend. You are my stuffing, my property, and you will do what I demand.“ the mouth didn't move, at least I thought so. But it is hard to tell what you see when you are forced to look through a grid of thread anyway.
„You can't do this to me. I am a human, I have commitments, relationships to attend to and I don't need a greedy self-sentient suit to tell me what to do.“ I tried to talk sense into the ...suit. This was a joke, a nightmare, it had to be.
„First and formost, you are my stuffing. Both of us are one and when you do what I say I might grant you some favors. I bet you haven't drunk for a while, have you?“
I nodded ecstatically and the mane was giving following my every move.
„That's much better, don't you agree? I bet you need to take a shower and that stuff.“
I nodded again. I really had to relieve myself and couldn't hold it much longer.
„Fine then, before you mess my beautiful fabrics I will allow you a short rest, how does that sound?“
I didn't reply and rushed to the toiled. At the threshold the suit released me and shoved me into the door. My body was sweaty all over.
I took all the time I needed, bend under the water faucet, drank as much water as I could, took a dump in the bowl and after that fell into the cabin. The rush of cold water was calming my tensed nerves. As the water streamed down my forhead I thought about a way to escape. My muscles were relaxed and the water finally showed an effect. My concentration was kicking back in. All I had to do was find the contract, destroy it and the suit would have no power over me. Simple as that.

„Are you finished? We have work to do!“ Jakxy, the plush horse suit annoyingly knocked at the door.
„Leave me alone. Find someone else to bother, you are not welcome here.“
I dried myself up and took all the time that was possible. One look in the mirror. My face looked tired, exhausted.
„For plush's sakes, hurry on!“
The relaxation of my neck muscles had vanished, my eye was twitching. One tear was rolling down my cheek.
„I BEG YOU, JUST GO!“ I cried to the door. No response.
Maybe the coast was clear...?
Slowly, I pushed the door handle down and pushed the door open. One finger was out. No reaction. Calm, breathe and don't make any noise.
I dared to make a step outside and the suit was gone. Was it over, was it really over? That was easier as I expected.
Joyously I ventured to the hallway.
„Not so fast!“
I freezed in a second. I didn't want to turn around. My body was shouting at me to run, just run.
The curiosity got the best of me and there I found it. The suit was clinging to the wall like some strange super hero. Without a second to waste, it flew into my direction. I fought, of course, but as soon as my vision was blocked by the plushy head I had lost.

„Now, where were we?“
„What should I know? Just leave me be!“
„You need to eat, don't you? I studied you humans for decades.“
„What are you?“
„This is none of your business. I think you need a breakfast. We don't want to have a breakdown, don't we?“

„How do you think this is working? Everyone will have suspicions when they see a giant stuffed horse walking about.“
„That is what I am counting on. Do you really think I am the only one?“

„You mean?“
„Exactly, there are many plush bodies, waiting to be filled. You are the lucky first guinea pig.“
„I am honored...“ I moaned.
„A little more enthusiasm, please.“

Jakxy let me have my breakfast. But one stain and I would have been forced to buy another Jakxy suit because that plush horse hated stains more than anything. For my part, I was allowed to undress only when I ate, drank or had to groom myself. Everything else... meant pony-time.

With the pony head on, it was out of a question to take my car so I had to travel by bus. I was mocked and being laughed at and one police officer demanded to see my face. Jakxy, that traitor acted all dead and released his head. Now everyone could see who was wearing that silly costume, deliberately. I could have done whatever, it wouldn't had made any difference. I was seen crazy, a lunatic, a pony obsessed furry. Strangely I never saw those guys again who were making fun at me but I heard about rumors about plush creatures in the hills, howling at innocent hikers. Hey, don't ask me!

Later I found out that whoever got in touch with the plush kind, mysteriously vanished and another strange story began to make the round...

A warning in the end. DON'T TRY TO HELP ME. I DON'T WANT YOU TO EXPERIENCE THE SAME FATE FORGET ABOUT ME BEFORE IT IS TOO LATE


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