Cameron walked home from working late on a project at school. He had this bizarre feeling that something was... off about his town. He watched as various individuals, the collective term was 'Mascots', walked, lived, and worked around him. Tessa the Traffic Safety Raccoon helped some elementary school soccer players cross the street as they headed home after practice. Her shapely body, adorned with a large orange 'poncho' draped across her massive cleavage. The words 'STOP' were displayed upon her chest so everyone could see her. Nobody batted an eye as they went about their business, seemingly oblivious to the fact that Tessa used to be the old safety patrol lady, Ms. Bowden, before this bizarre... spate of transformations began to occur.
Cameron remembered Ms. Bowden from his own days at grade school, she was this seemingly permanent part of the school for as long as he could remember. She was nearing her sixties, and considering retiring, when... well... she became Tessa. And it's been like this for a few weeks now. People around town suddenly transforming into anthropomorphic, and highly sexualized, mascots... and nobody seemingly noticing this change.. besides himself.
There was Chuggins McGrady, the mascot for 'Chill-axe Beer', hanging out in front of the local liquor store. A literal talking 'Beer Can', Well, a beer can humanoid dressed in a Hawaiian shirt, swim trunks and sunglasses (for some god awful reason) who talked with a 'hip' and 'cool' party attitude that somehow endeared him to some customers. Cameron once knew him as Bill Treadmore, the lonely gas station attendant. He just hoped Bill wasn't so lonely anymore.
He could rattle off a whole litany of people effected by this 'Mascot Syndrome', people only he seemed to remember. He passed by more of them as he got closer to home. Freeze-E Bear the Polar Bear, the curvy thicc mascot for a local (and now popular) ice cream specialty shop. She looked like a mixture of a Polar Bear and a Snowman.. err... woman. He didn't know the woman who this frosty femme used to be... all he knew was that she was once the owner. Now... she's something much more.
Cuddle B. Caterpillar, because apparently a Day-Care service needed a mascot. She was like someone, somehow, managed to crossbreed a cartoon caterpillar with a soft plush stuffed animal. While not as sexualized as many of her peers, (aside from her modest chest that wasn't nearly as massive as Freeze-E's or Tessa's) she was still quite a large individual. She was currently soothing and comforting a crying child, holding them against her soft marshmallow-y downy soft exterior. She used to be, presumably, one of the employees. Though who that was Cameron wouldn't know off the top of his head.
Cameron had been so lost in thought, and observations, that he suddenly realized he was home. He waved at his neighbor Robin, a literal 'Reading Robin' for the local library as he entered his family's home.
As soon as he entered his house, Cameron felt a bizarre... sensation. A tingling feeling down his back, and there was a burning sensation in the back of his throat as he walked into the living room... and saw what looked like a....
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