If someone were to walk into Towa’s room they would see a cute face peeking out of a mountain of plushies which avalanched every time she woke up. Why would someone keep so many plushies then? Well, since she had so many, her friends assumed she liked them and always gave her plushies. They were right of course, but there really was a point where the old ones should’ve been thrown away or at least put away. Too bad Towa wasn’t willing to neglect them. She felt it would be rude to her friends not to use them and they were pretty cute. But If she absolutely had to pick one thing to keep on her bed she would instantly pick Bibi.

        Bibi, a small roundish little devil, sat atop the mountain of plushies. Bibi protected Towa while she slept and made sure no plushies fell on her face. It was light enough to walk around without disturbing the mountain so if anything interesting happened it would make its way down and investigate. Speaking of interesting things there was something right there. Crawling down the steep slopes, Bibi used its dark skin to hide among the garish pink plushies as it approached its target. It was hiding under the blankets, a tall thing jutting out from between Towa’s legs. Bibi lunged! Wrapping its legs around the intruder. It was big but no matter Bibi could take on all attackers. Sadly, Bibi had no teeth but it never let that stop its ferocious attacks. Opening its mouth wide, Bibi bit down on the tip of the intruder. Towa let out a moan and shook the bed as she squirmed. This was bad, Bibi’s attack had made the intruder lash out. Bibi tightened its hold and bit harder, chomping down in intervals using all its strength. The bed shook harder as towa let out moans and small gasps.

        The mountain collapsing was Bibi’s cue to end this fight soon. If Towa drowned under all that fluff there would be no more point in living. Biting down hard, Bibi shook its body and squeezed harder. If it had teeth it definitely would’ve sawn through the head of its opponent but all it did was rub its enemy through the blankets. Bibi wasn’t disheartened by this lack of fighting ability as it seemed to be working. Whatever it was must’ve been panicking since Towa’s moans were getting louder, her hips bucking, as this poor victim of Bibi kept up its attack even in the face of death. Unleashing its secret technique Bibi tried swallowing its enemy, not deterred at all by the blanket between them. Bibi could shapeshift and in its current form it had a mouth that led to another hidden mouth. It was a devilish idea from Towa that led to this, the plan being that Bibi could steal snacks through either mouth and hide them in the tube that connected them. The head of the intruder entered Bibi’s warm body and the second phase of its ultimate technique was unleashed. Bibi’s insides contracted around this most foul enemy like the prey of a great snake. Towa let out a loud gasp followed by a drawn out moan as a liquid coated the blanket inside Bibi.

With its enemy's blood staining its insides, Bibi let go and ran to check on Towa. Her shocked eyes were framed by sweat as a deep flush tinged her face. She gasped for air as Bibi ran into her but her attention was stolen by the still erect monster that invaded her bed. Her sheets flew off the bed revealing Bibi’s prey in all its horrible glory. It was still alive! The fleshy beast between Towa’s legs was fused to her. Its red head and throbbing veins were glistening with some sort of whitish liquid. It looked like Bibi’s job wasn’t over yet. FIlled with fury, Bibi rammed into the monster, but it barely moved only getting a moan out of Towa. Bibi decided to go straight for the ultimate technique knowing that If it bled once then it would surely do so again. This time there was no barrier to protect the monster letting Bibi take its whole length into its body but it was too big. Only halfway down Bibi felt the tip touch the mouth hiding under its tail. When all hope seemed lost Towa came in to help. She grabbed Bibi and pulled down, the monster spearing through. Bibi was ashamed. This should’ve been a one-on-one fight but now Towa had to join despite the obvious distress it caused her. Her breathing quickened as moans escaped her lips while she jerked Bibi up and down. The strange white blood trickling into Bibi left its insides slippery so it tightened its hold, making Towa moan harder. Her pace increased as Bibi’s holes tightened with every thrust. Whenever that red, bulging head popped out of Bibi’s backside it would hit it with its tail. Towa squeezed her legs together, letting out squeals whenever Bibi’s tail struck its target. The bed was drenched in Towa’s sweat and all the plushies had fallen off with her furious thrusting, leaving only her and Bibi in this dangerous battle. She pulled Bibi up and kept humping hard with a frenzied air about her. Bibi kept up the attack as well by forming spikes, in reality something more like nubs, and twisting its insides around the monster. Towa’s hips left the bed as a loud squeal erupted from her mouth and Bibi’s insides were flooded by that strange sticky liquid.

        Towa was left gasping for air after her hard won victory. Bibi felt good about being allowed to fight alongside her. But the victory was short lived, the intruder was still standing strong. Towa and Bibi fought once more and then two more times. Bibi learned with each fight, changing its body to better hurt that monster impaled through its body. Soon Bibi could reliably extract that milky liquid but they fought so much that Bibi was filling up. Soon the monster between Towa’s leg lost its strength and flopped out of Bibi’s mouth onto the wet bed below. It seemed that vicious enemy was there to stay even in its weakened form. Bibi wasn’t sure what to do with the liquid so it let its body form a storage pocket which got more use the following days. Like clockwork, Towa would wake up and use Bibi to milk that monster between her legs. Sometimes she would use Bibi throughout the day, once even during a stream where she had to mute herself so her moans weren’t heard by her fans.

        With each day Bibi got more and more swollen as that rich milk filled its insides. Bibi wasn’t too worried; sometimes mutations happened in shapeshifters to help them deal with recurring problems, so it assumed that was happening now. Maybe the liquid would make Bibi grow bigger and stronger letting it fight without Towa’s help, but that wasn’t the case. One morning Towa reached for Bibi for her favored morning routine, something that had scared her at first but now she saw it as a blessing, but Bibi wasn’t in its usual spot. She found it curled up at the foot of her bed covering something with its body. She leaned over and spotted… a mini Bibi. It was black like Bibi but it had streaks of purple running along its body. Tears shone in her eyes as a radiant smile graced her face. Her lust forgotten and replaced with pure joy. “Towa Baby.”