[ WP ] You 're an polymorph . Every day you can change into one creature of your choice , and you remain that way for the next 24 hours . Today you choose a new creature , but somehow change into a stuffed toy version of that creature . Describe the rest of your day .

All things considered, you're pretty happy with your life. 
 
 Well, okay, maybe not this particular instance. As a matter of fact, you can think of *far* better things to do with your time than be played with by a bunch of kids. And sure, you're not a hundred percent fond of this sparkly blue dress they're making you wear, either—you're really a `` breeches and black tie'' kind of girl. 
 
 Still, you're pretty satisfied with your life in general. You think you're a Zafara, although you're not a hundred percent positive because you're a polymorph, switching your species—even going into some of the Petpet species—from day to day. You switch at your leisure, though you can only do it once a day, and other Neopets will cry and applaud their joy at seeing you perform with your little talent. You've even made significant money with your skills. Not to mention all the free places you've broken into—the best concerts, the smoothest restaurants. Nothing too chaotic, of course; you would n't go into people's homes, or steal the money of individuals—just nab a few Neopoints off corporations, maybe sneak into the amazing gardens in Shenkuu. But either way, the result is the same: you really like your life. Love your life, actually. 
 
 It's just that, you knew. You're being manhandled by a tiny Blumaroo and a tiny Poogle. You're not even yourself, because you magically turned yourself into a plushie this time, though you're not quite sure why. You're not even an MSPP plushie, or your own species; you're just a rando Koi plushie. I mean, Kois are cool, and the girls are adorable. It's just not how you wanted to spend your day. 
 
 `` And now Princess Koi finds the handsome prince,'' the girl on the left announces—she's a Poogle, sunshine-yellow as they come—as she waggles you in front of the prince, a tiny figurine you're not sure is a Quiggle or a Nimmo. 
 
 `` And the prince offered to marry her,'' giggles the other girl—you know her name; it's Amorette—as she puts the prince in front of you, and the first girl makes you kiss. `` And it was amazing, because she said yes.'' 
 
 `` Hey, do n't sweat it,'' the frog/toad whispers to you quietly as Amorette and the other girl smash our heads together in some approximation of making out. `` Everything's gon na be fine.'' 
 
 You guess he has the same curse you do? Well, whatever. You giggle and swoon, and give him a nice kiss. Perhaps today wo n't be as bad as you thought it would.
