*Themes: Sylveon, Plushsuit, Corruption, Hypnosis

**Story based on:
Lore & Art - https://www.furaffinity.net/view/45009463/ by
Original Artwork - https://www.furaffinity.net/view/44976633/ by [Prologue – How It Spread]
Scientists have been testing the limits of the powers of Pokemon, the mysterious creatures who roam the world. Some take it too far with their experiments, playing with the laws of nature and tipping scales of balance over. One such scientist, Doctor Kato, managed to extract some of Xerneas’ life powers in an energy containment capsule from one of Team Flare’s countless experiments. However, his work was interrupted when the authorities busted the organization for their cruel experiments, leaving Doctor Kato with only an option to relocate one of such capsules to hide in his home.

That night, as he stepped into his home in his lab coat, he tripped over his daughter’s Sylveon plushie and the capsule slipped out of his arms. He stared helplessly as the capsule unleashed Xerneas’ life powers onto the plushie itself, accidentally bringing it to life. The now living plushie stood up on its four plush paws and stared back at him, hopping around the room as he backed away cautiously from the sentient stuffed Pokemon. It stopped and sat on its plush hind, unsure what to do next with its new soul.

“Sylveon! That’s where you’ve been!” Her daughter exclaimed from the other end of the room in her Sylveon-themed pajamas, she ran toward the plushie before picking it up before her father could.

“No! Suki! Don’t-” His warning was fruitless as his daughter and the plushie began to emit an unnatural glow to his horror. His daughter stood still as if in a hypnotic trance, her pajamas thickening with plush fabric and it wrapped her body in a puffy Sylveon suit in seconds. Suki’s hood, too, thickened and began to creep down her forehead, threatening to cover her face. The plushie, however, vanished, melding and becoming part of her new outfit. Doctor Kato dashed to her to prevent her Sylveon pajamas from covering her fully, but by the time he came to her aid, it was too late. Her daughter was completely corrupted by the plush material.

Cradling his daughter with tears running down his face, the now Sylveon-suited girl put a plush paw on his face to absorb his tears. “Don’t worry, Dad. I’m fine…” Suki reassured, the plush mouth of the Sylveon mask moving with every articulation. As he feared, the power of Xerneas’ energy had covered her in a living plush suit, but without his laboratory in Team Flare to free her, he wondered what to do now. He was drowned in guilt and panicked thoughts.

While their foreheads touched and eyes closed, he was oblivious to the plush material spreading onto his lab coat and pants and converting them into more pink and white plush fabric. With warmth creeping up and down his body, he popped his eyes open and gasped in shock, placing his Suki gently on the living room couch in an attempt to remove the corrupting plush material. Like his daughter, he was unable to do anything to fight it off as it spread too fast for him to comprehend, coating his body in thick, stuffed pink and white fabric. Kneeling on the living room floor and giving in to fate, he closed his eyes as the plush material swept over his face.

And so, the Sylveon epidemic began, what scientists would call “Spreading Pink.” With others in various laboratories rushing to find a cure, they began their list of tests on these plush beings they coined the Sylveon Clones. These plush Sylveon Clones duplicate themselves when in contact with any living being, primarily humans or humanoid Pokemon. They would coat or corrupt victims in “Plush Flesh,” a living plush material known to convert all sorts of clothes fabric into more Flesh. This Flesh is also known to adapt to different parts of a human, creating plush paws when it coats the hands or feet, and forming a Sylveon face if it covers one’s head.

Once a victim’s arm or leg is covered in the plush Flesh, they lose complete control of these parts to the Sylveon Clone Flesh. Some victims who had survived being “Spread Pink” reportedly pulled off the Flesh like a glove or sock before it corrupted them. While a few were lucky and escaped, some were knocked out by Sylveon Clones after being subjected to a “Draining Kiss,” siphoning all their stamina and willpower to fight back against these plush menaces. In addition to being enervated, these plush beings gain their victim’s energy, speeding up the cloning process on their bodies and covering them in seconds.

For the victims, they would stay in a dynamic stasis where their bodies could still be puppeteered by the plush Flesh and not age or die. Victims were permanently trapped in Sylveon plush suits or costumes, left with no other choice to do anything else except to Spread Pink.[Main Story - Victim POV]
It was a typical day for me in Lumiose City, strolling along the street and watching others walking their Pokemon and giving them casual pets. I left my Pokemon waiting at home for a quick supply run to the Poké Mart and back, hoping to see them again in a few minutes. However, my house was blowing up with messages and a citywide alert of a biohazard threat of people being consumed and controlled by plush Sylveon beings called Sylveon Clones. I quickly dismissed that as a trending joke and continued my way to the Poké Mart just a couple more blocks away from my current position.

As I got closer to the Poké Mart, the streets began to clear up all of the sudden. Food and drinks were left unattended in cafes and restaurants along the streets, and vehicles on the road were abandoned. Behind me, I heard a shrill scream before it was silent, gaining my attention to turn around to see anthropomorphic plush Sylveons trotting in my direction with a creepy, beaming smile and a pair of sky-blue fabric eyes staring at me. It was the Sylveon Clones. I immediately took to the heels and made a mad dash for the Poké Mart to hide.

Before I could get away, one of the Sylveon Clones grabbed onto my left ankle, turning my shoes and socks into some sort of plush paws. I dived into the Poké Mart and barricaded the doors with a shelf of Super Potions, hoping to stop the plush Sylveons. To my fortune, they could not get in, only sending muffled bangs on the display windows of the mart. Staring at my affected ankle, I put my fingers below the plush paw and peeled it off as if it was a sock, tossing the corrupted piece of clothing away. Staring at the piece of now pink and white plush paw just a few feet away, it did not seem that it was dangerous to me, but I still left it there in case it did further harm to me.

I crawled below the display windows, hoping to grab some fresh Lum Berries from the boxes on the side to bring home. Unfortunately, I failed to see a Sylveon Clone standing before me until my head collided into two “pillars” of pink and white plush. I gasped and backed away. “Don’t be afraid. Be Spreading Pink… Join us!”

“N-No! Go away!” I screamed with every inch it encroached into my personal space, backing up into the wall behind me. I was cornered. “No! Ahhh!”

My voice was cut off when the plush Sylveon placed its paws over my mouth to mute me, the plush fabric of its paw pads emitting a strong scent of lavender which relaxed my body completely. I was put into a trance with every inhale of the scent, my mind overridden by thoughts of being in warm softness and being cuddled all the time by a plush suit around me. It gave my cheeks a kiss while I was distracted, causing me to feel completely exhausted as though I had just finished a marathon. The Sylveon Clone then started by pawing at my other shoe I had left, converting it into a thick plush foot paw.

Gradually, I felt the fabric spread and creep over my skin and clothes, converting them into more plush Flesh as I could only stare helplessly, unable to respond or fight back. The feelings of the plush material covering me only intensified as it tightened on my body, pressing down like a soft hug while reforming its Flesh to match the general contours of my body, giving me a stuffed digitigrade pair of legs. My pants and shirt fused, turning into puffy whitish fabric covered in fur, slowly progressing up to my face. I shifted my eyes to the Flesh creeping up my neck and stopping at my chin as it coated the back of my head, forming a little plush hood and pausing for a bit to give me some time to bid my freedom goodbye.

With the Flesh rolling over my eyes, nose and mouth, I was afraid I would suffocate but I could breathe unrestricted through the warm, plush material. I reopened my eyes, realizing I could still see through the thin blue lenses of the plush Sylveon suit. I felt around and discovered that my body was still intact, just that I was mummified in the Sylveon Clone plush suit without any zipper or exit to escape the living costume. I tugged at the fabric at my face and at my arms, but they would not budge.

“Relax, little Sylvy one. You’re now safe as one of us. No more running…” The words echoed in my head, gradually erasing any thoughts of trying to escape the plush Pokesuit. “Unlike most of them, I’ve spared you from the full mind control of the Sylveon Flesh. You may either follow me to Spread Pink willingly, or defy me and soon yield to the suit, losing all control of your soul. What’s your choice?”

“I-I… I wanna Spread Pink!” I declared on my accord, surprised to find the plush mouth of the Sylveon mask moving in synchrony with my lips. I hoped to keep my illusion of freedom in the suit without losing memories or being treated like a puppet of the Sylveon Clones. “What do you want me to do?”

“It’s quite simple, actually. Just tap on other humans, hug them, or kiss them if you’re daring. That’s all you need to know to be Spreading Pink! Hee hee!”

Following the Sylveon Clone through the mart, we lifted the fallen shelf I had used to barricade the entrance of the Poké Mart and opened the door to the outside. I stepped into the street, surprised that I was not being chased around by other Sylveon Clones anymore. Instead, they turned toward me, welcoming me as one of them in a brief embrace, marching through the streets in our plushie forms. We made it a mission to swarm anyone we could find with our plush bodies, corrupting them with Flesh and continued Spreading Pink as an unstoppable Sylveon plush-suited army.[Epilogue – Beyond the Spread of Pink]
While Lumiose City was already overrun by people and Pokemon stuck in sentient Sylveon plush suits, other cities were busy closing off borders and ports to prevent the “Spreading Pink” crisis. Although some found that these Sylveon suits’ weakness was water or fire, it risked waterboarding or burning the victims trapped inside, leaving them with no other solution to tackle these plush drones until another less harmful solution was found.

Some used both the untested solutions despite the warning. For the victims who sprayed the Sylveon plush suits with a hose or water Pokemon, they were glad it slowed them from Spreading Pink initially. But gradually, to their dismay, the suits had adapted to converting water into more Flesh at a rapid rate and they soon fell victim to the Sylveon army. For those who used their Pokemons’ fire attacks, it seemed to bounce off their fabric, protected by a psychic force field surrounding the Sylveons’ body. Inevitably, every citizen of Lumiose City had been infected by the Flesh, but the plush drones yearned to Spread Pink to the furthest reaches of the Pokemon world. Searching the minds of the Lumiose City victims, the Sylveon drones have formulated a devious way to accomplish their goal.

In the other regions of the world, there were huge promotions for Sylveon-themed products, discounts magnitudes better than a Black Friday sale. There were Sylveon kigurumis, costumes, hoodies, and plushies flooding the online market with unbeatable prices, all plush-based products that were secretly alive to the tiniest fibers of the fabrics. While the people purchasing these Sylveon-themed clothing, they were oblivious to the implications of their actions. They were surprised to find their items instantly delivered to their homes with teleportation, and an alluring scent of lavender wafted through the air, drawing them to the Sylveon-themed merchandise.

Upon wearing the Sylveon-themed clothing or hugging the plushies, strands of Sylveon Flesh jumped onto their skin, quickly engulfing and encasing the victims in the Sylveon plush suit. They have done it, Spreading Pink beyond the boundaries of the city and region blocked off by land, sea and air. Soon, the world was covered by the pink and white Sylveon drones, most of them controlled by their plush suits’ bidding and forced to Spread Pink.

As for me, I’m a survivor, studying the Sylveon phenomenon for months now ever since the accidental birth of a plush suit epidemic. For now, there is no cure for this disease(?) and I have to continue living with my Sylveon-suited daughter until the day of breakthrough. The suit is sustaining us for the moment, keeping our bodies in stasis (without the need for food or water) under the thick layer of plush Sylveon Flesh, although I do not know for how long. This is Doctor Takashi Kato, Team Flare’s life science division from the Lumiose City branch, signing off.