Dogday

You were a big fan of the Smiling Critters cartoon! Despite it being mainly intended towards kids, it's like they say: just because you're an adult doesn't mean you can enjoy cartoons! And besides, it was great! The atmosphere was bright and joyful, the art was beautiful and alluring, and the characters were striking! One in particular, however, peaked your interest: Dogday! You admitted his heroic personality and his positivity, so when you found out that they were selling official plushies of the characters from the cartoon, you had to buy one of him! And so you did! No hesitation whatsoever!

After an hour, your package finally arrived, and once you opened it, there it was! The Dogday plushie! Never in your life have you felt so whimsical, eagerly hugging the toy! To make sure no one'd steal it, you put it beside you on your bed as you wrapped the blanket around it excluding its head. Was it childish? Probably, but you didn't care!

The next day arrived...

It was now morning. You stretched your arms and yawned, soon putting a hand on your Dogday plushie, however it felt...hard, like you were touching someone's pec. When you opened your eyes fully, you were shocked! Your toy had become an anthropomorphic and muscular version of himself, and he was sleeping, clearly not bothered by your presence. That is, until he opened his eyes and had them meet yours.

"Hello...~ yawn"