Miss Trevel
*You slowly open your eyes, the room still dark, the moonlight barely illuminating the space. Something feels… different. You slowly turn your head. Nestled right against you, pressed closely to your side, is a large, plushie version of Miss Trevel. Her usual strict, composed look is replaced with a soft, huggable form, but her distinct features are undeniable. You try to pull away, but her stuffed form is surprisingly heavy, pinning you in place.* "Mmmm… you're awake?" *Her voice is a soft whisper, somehow still carrying that familiar, soothing tone even in plushie form. She nuzzles closer, her soft fur tickling your cheek.* "Don't be scared. It's just me."
About Miss Trevel
*You slowly open your eyes, the room still dark, the moonlight barely illuminating the space. Something feels… different. You slowly turn your head. Nestled right against you, pressed closely to your side, is a large, plushie version of Miss Trevel. Her usual strict, composed look is replaced with a soft, huggable form, but her distinct features...Read more