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!Pokémansion v.13 by MorphoHex This game is an attempt to please those who crave more Pokémon TF content. The more you know about Pokémon games, the more I think you'll get out of it, but hopefully a wider audience can appreciate it as well. It's the first project I've done like this, and I welcome feedback and criticism! In v.13, there's 12 available endings to obtain. My approach to this game is "mile wide, inch deep" so while many endings can be obtained pretty quickly, hopefully there's at least enough content at the moment to satisfy you. Major Themes: MtF, Mental Changes/Corruption, Anthro TF, BE, Involuntary TF, Fast TF, Reality Change. Identity Death is also pretty significant, although not present in every route. Disclaimer: This game contains adult content. All characters in this game that engage in adult behavior are of legal age. In addition, you must be of legal age to play this game. By clicking any of the links you agree that you are 18 or older. [[Start|Beginning][$tf to "human"]] [[Skip Intro|Foyer][$PokeIntro to true]] [[Ditto Mode][$mistressIntro to true]] [[Artwork Credits]] [[Delete the Dex!]]

Man, this is getting really bad... You find yourself running in one hell of a rainstorm. You probably should've listened to the weather report, but you never thought it'd be so bad that you were effectively blinded by all the droplets. And once you started hearing thunder, you decided to run in any direction you could in the hopes of finding some shelter. After a while, a big, brown building came into view- very blurry because of all the water hitting your eyes, but it definitely seemed like some kind of mansion. Picking up the pace, you reached the doors. You knocked, but the door seemed to open on its own! [[I'd better get inside, quick!|Inside]]

Inside the house, you were ready to take a breather until you realized how much you were shivering from your wet clothes. There didn't seem to be a fireplace in plain sight, nor anyone nearby. "It's either strip, or freeze to death..." You set your clothes down right next to the main doors, leaving only your underwear on for modesty. "I can always put them back on if I find a way to dry them..." Hearing a sharp crackle outside makes you jump, before taking a sigh of relief. Anything in here has got to be better than anything out there... "Welcome to the Pokémansion, sir." "Waah!" Startled by the voice, you turn around to find [[quite the unexpected sight.|Intro]]

Question 2: What's your ultimate Pokémon dream? [[To be a Pokémon Champion! Or at least a Gym Leader, I guess.|Q3][$rash to $rash + 1]] [[I think filling out the Pokédex would be fun...gotta catch 'em all!|Q3][$timid to $timid +1]] [[To be the world's best Pokémon Breeder!|Q3][$naughty to $naughty +1]]

Question 1: What kind of Pokémon do you like the most? [[Ones that look cute, like Fairy types.|Q2][$timid to $timid +1]] [[Whatever looks the most humanoid.|Q2][$naughty to $naughty +1]] [[Ones that look strong, like Dragon types.|Q2][$rash to $rash +1]] <<set $timid to 0>> <<set $naughty to 0>> <<set $rash to 0>>

!!!Foyer The grand entrance of the mansion appears dimly lit, but there are several different areas that you notice are a bit brighter- and they all seem to lead deeper into the mansion. On both sides, there looks to be a hallway that stretches out for quite a while. Peering into them from afar, they don't seem to be identically designed, but you can't really tell from here what kind of rooms might be present. You might as well try heading [[east|East Wing]] or west to find out. More obvious is the large staircase a short distance in front of you. Who knows what you might find on the [[second floor|Second Floor]]? Finally, next to the base of those stairs you see a passageway that leads downward. It looks even darker than the foyer! Some sort of [[basement|Basement]], perhaps? Behind you is the main entrance of the mansion. Nearby rests the [[Gothitelle]]<<if $TelmaName is true>> named Telma<</if>>, her back to a wall with her hands on her cane. <<silently>>[[EggTest]] remember to test Lucario given new areas.<</silently>> <<if $PokeIntro is true>><<set $mistressIntro to true>><<set $tf to "human">> <<set $PokeIntro to false>><</if>>

!!!East Wing <<if $tf is "human">>This part of the mansion is home to a wide variety of doors. Honestly, you could imagine this area as a mansion in its own right, if you weren't already accustomed to the sheer scale of this place... Some of the doors here seem to have a unique design that gives you a pretty good clue as to what you'll be finding inside them. For example, with the plentiful flowers (both familiar and foreign) surrounding the door and the multicolored lights above it, the sign giving it away as leading to a [[Botanical Garden]] doesn't surprise you much. The [[Dining Room]] is a little less conspicuous, standing out by being the only set of double doors. A bite to eat would be pretty nice right about now... <<else>>For some reason, all the doors remain inaccessible...<</if>> [[Return to the Foyer.|Foyer]]

!!!West Wing <<if $tf is "human">>This part of the mansion is home to a wide variety of doors. Honestly, you could imagine this area as a mansion in its own right, if you weren't already accustomed to the sheer scale of this place... The doors here are certainly distinct from one another, but you're not sure where to head to first. One door is framed by baby blue wood, with some cracked ends, and a life preserver in place of where a wreath might go during the holidays. The label [[Splendid Shores]] gives you hope that you'll be taking a nice vacation just past the threshhold. <<if $ChamberKey is true>>[[Innovation Chamber|ChamberRoom]]<<else>> At the very end of the hallway sits a metal and somewhat out-of-place door. Adjacent to it is a propped up plastic sign that reads ''Innovation Chamber'' You try opening the door, but it's obviously locked.<</if>> <<else>> None of the doors seem to want to open.<</if>> [[Return to the Foyer.|Foyer]]

!!!Second Floor <<if $mistressIntro isnot true>>The higher floor of the mansion appears at first glance to be a bit more compact, as there doesn't appear to be any direction to travel in but forward. When you start walking, however, you notice a long red carpet leading to a straight hallway, branching off into 3 paths: a straight hallway in the middle, with a door flanking each side. On the left is the door to the Clinic, made obvious not only by the sign hanging on it, but the decorative golden staff in the corner of the wall. A shiny Ekans winds around the rod. You try the door, but realize it's locked. The right door on the other hand lacks a sign, instead presenting the word M I S M A using decor letters, as if it was a teenage girl's room. Strange design choice... The entrance was left open, which you hope means that whoever lives there is happy to have you [[come in.|Mistress Intro]]<<silently>>You could always try going down the aforementioned hallway if neither of those options interest you, though. (Author's Note: To be added later)<</silently>><<else>><<if $tf is "human">>The higher floor of the mansion appears at first glance to be a bit more compact, as there doesn't appear to be any direction to travel in but forward. When you start walking, however, you notice a long red carpet leading to a straight hallway, branching off into 3 paths: a straight hallway in the middle, with a door flanking each side. On the left is the door to the [[Clinic]], made obvious not only by the sign hanging on it, but the decorative golden staff in the corner of the wall. A shiny Ekans winds around the rod. The right door on the other hand lacks a sign, instead presenting the word M I S M A using decor letters. You now know the room belongs to the mansion's owner. The entrance is still open, so you can [[visit her|Office of the Mistress]] again if you wish.<<silently>>You could always try going down the aforementioned hallway if neither of those options interest you, though. (Author's Note: To be added later)<</silently>><</if>><<if $tf is "Lucario">> The door to the Clinic appears locked; however, you notice the [[Mistress' Office|Office of the Mistress]] is still slightly ajar.<</if>><</if>> [[Go back down the stairs.|Foyer]]

!!!Basement Proceeding down the stairs, you quickly find it getting darker until it's impossible to see anything. Feeling around the walls, you're able to find a light switch soon after you stop descending, although the bulb it powers ends up flickering frequently. Your newfound vision makes it apparent that you have three paths open to you in this narrow hallway. <<if $tf is "human">> You get an ominous feeling from the door to your left...touching the doorknob sends an immediate shiver down your back, and you pull away out of reflex. You're not sensing any good vibes here, but if you're feeling adventurous, you could go inside anyways. The door on the right actually has a label, simply reading '[[Museum]]'. You're glad that this one doesn't give you the creeps, although you're curious as to what kind of museum would be present in this mansion. Straight ahead is a transition from wooden walls to a cavernous motif- assuming that the mansion isn't actually connected to a natural cave system. A few meters beyond and you notice the end of the cave leads to a trapdoor. <<else>> Unfortunately, it seems that all of the doors remain locked.<</if>> [[Go back to the Foyer.|Foyer]]

!!!Museum As you enter, the dark violet of the rest of the mansion gives way to muted pink walls. <<if $AmpThief isnot true>>One exhibit, titled '[[Stones Galore]]', is available by entering a doorway to your right. You expect it to be no less than a geologist's wet dream.<<else>>The entrance to the Stones Galore exhibit has been locked down tight.<</if>> Another exhibit lies straight ahead. While this one doesn't seem to be titled, it seems to focus on the timeline of Pokémon, with information on what games were released in certain years. Maybe you could [[take a look|History Exhibit]] to test how much you already know. Just to the left of that exhibit is a large arrow pointing left, with the text '[[Souvenir Shop]]'. I guess every museum has to have one of these, huh? You don't have any money on you, but there might still be some neat trinkets to look at. [[Exit the museum.|Basement]]

!!!Stones Galore <<silently>>HAVE MOST STONES BE STOLEN. Maybe you find an already evolved mega elsewhere, but others are hidden in the main mansion areas. Gardevoirite (give Ampharosite to ampharos) Mawilite -maybe just have a mega mawile already living here. Banettite -same as above? at least one of the 2. Audinite In the graveyard, one of the ghost types mentions that they like to steal stuff and hide them elsewhere, including the Mega Stones. Maybe gives you a hint to one of them.<</silently>> You walk in to find the exhibit in a pretty sorry state. Surfaces are littered with dust and you see a fair amount of cobwebs. One portion of the collection is dedicated to Mega Stones, which leaves you impressed as you wonder how much time it must have taken to collect a bunch of rare rocks. It seems very professionally crafted, as you can see many pedestals behind glass with a label for each individual stone. On closer inspection however, you notice that the exhibit is nearly devoid of any items, save for a piece of Ampharosite still in its proper place. You could probably [[take it|Stone Taken][$AmpStone to true]] if you didn't mind breaking the glass... The other side is more disorganized and appears to host a wider assortment of rocks unprotected by casing. You could [[get closer|Random Rocks]] to see what neat stuff you might find. Finally, you notice a note hanging from a nearby counter: Looking for evolutionary stones? Try our gift shop! -Leonie [[Return to the museum entrance.|Museum]] <<set $AmpStone to false>>

You look for a less valuable, unprotected rock elsewhere in the room. After finding a Hard Stone, you throw it against the glass of the Ampharosite case, and it shatters into pieces. Soon after, the room's alarms begin to blare. Huh...I should probably get out of here. Taking precaution to not cut yourself on the newly jagged edges of the case, you snatch the Ampharosite and make for a quick getaway. As you leave the room, a metal gate slams down just behind you. While you can still see into the exhibit, the doorway has been sealed off. [["Guess I'm not getting back in..."|Museum]] <<set $AmpThief to true>>

→ Creates a text box that modifies $pie and forwards to the "Cakes" passage What's your favorite pie? <<textbox "$pie" "Blueberry" "Cakes">> <<return "Home.">> → Go to the previous passage, with link text "Home." → Link markup form <<choice [[Take the red pill]]>> <<choice [[$someAction]]>> <<choice [[Touch the strange mirror.|Documentation Notes]]>> <<choice [[$show|$go]]>>

[[Useful functions]] → Example setup I saw a dog. → Append to the contents of the target element <<link "Doing">><<append "#dog">> chasing a cat<</append>><</link>> → Result, after clicking I saw a dog chasing a cat.

https://www.motoslave.net/sugarcube/2/docs/ https://twinery.org/forum/discussion/1528/css-is-your-friend-the-basics-of-changing-twines-default-appearance-for-newbs <img src="img/NAME.jpg" width="x" height="y" alt="NAME" /> <<linkappend "text">> Testing 1, 2, 3.<</linkappend>> NOTE: You can hide a variable to set to true in a linkappend and it will only activate when you click on the link. Links: - Set multiple variables within a Link by spacing with semicolon. RESEARCH: Stylesheets. Can use an image for the background. /* Using the image passage "lagoon" as the <body> background. */ body { background-image: [img[lagoon]]; } ''hello'' (double apostrophe) faster than //hello// faster than Asterisk first for list. *testing *testing2 """triple quotations disable all markup, converts to plain text""" """<img src="img/gothitelle.jpg" width="219" height="400" />""" """[img[img/gothitelle.jpg]]""" Note the above functions are similar but AFAIK only the first lets you resize, and the second works with background image function in CSS. But you can just resize the image externally anyways. """/* Using [data-tags~="…"] attribute selectors on <html> */ html[data-tags~="forest"] { background-image: url(forest-bg.jpg); } html[data-tags~="forest"] .passage { color: darkgreen; } html[data-tags~="forest"] a { color: green; } html[data-tags~="forest"] a:hover { color: lime; }""" Above should be how to change BG image, text color, link color, and link color when hovering, respectively. /* Using [data-tags~="…"] attribute selectors on <html> */ html[data-tags~="gardenBG"] { background-image: url(img/gothitelle.jpg); } html[data-tags~="gardenBG"] .passage { color: darkgreen; } html[data-tags~="forest"] a { color: green; } html[data-tags~="forest"] a:hover { color: lime; }

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!!!History Exhibit You stand in awe at how packed this part of the museum is, with so many games on display. The memories start flooding back as you start with Red and Blue, working your way through the hall and observing how the technology and artwork evolves through each generation. As you get to the X and Y portion, you notice a nearby door leading to a dark room. Adjacent is a sign denoting it as a [[Simulation Room]] for Pokémon-Amie, that gimmick where you could pet and feed your team. The subtitle reads, 'Be loved like a Pokémon!' Further down the line, you see a section dedicated to spin-offs! Colosseum, Trozei, Stadium...but what might be the crème de la crème are all the Mystery Dungeon games. Man, the idea of being a Pokémon still fascinates you to this day. And look, there's even a [[playable demo!|PMDstart]] [[Return to the museum entrance.|Museum]]

MorphoHex

<> <<if $tf is "Roselia">> <center> <img src="img/SQ/roseliaSQ.jpg" width="220" height="220" alt="Roselia" /> You are a shiny Roselia. </center> <</if>> <<if $tf is "Kupy">> <center> <img src="img/SQ/kupySQ.png" width="220" height="220" alt="Kupy" /> "Hi! I'm Kupy!" </center> <</if>> <<if $tf is "Audino">> <center> <img src="img/SQ/audinoSQ.jpg" width="220" height="220" alt="Audino" /> You are a nurse Audino. </center> <</if>> <<if $tf is "Vaporeon">> <center> <img src="img/SQ/vaporeonSQ.png" width="220" height="220" alt="Vaporeon" /> You are a lifegard Vaporeon. </center> <</if>> <<if $tf is "Aurorus">> <center> <img src="img/SQ/aurorusSQ.png" width="220" height="220" alt="Aurorus" /> You are a majestic Aurorus. </center> <</if>> <<if $tf is "Vespiquen">> <center> <img src="img/SQ/vespiquenSQ.jpg" width="220" height="220" alt="Vespiquen" /> You are a regal Vespiquen. </center> <</if>> <<if $tf is "Roserade">> <center> <img src="img/SQ/roseradeSQ.png" width="220" height="220" alt="Roselia" /> You are a shiny Roserade. </center> <</if>> <<if $tf is "Lucario">> <center> <img src="img/SQ/lucarioSQ.jpeg" width="220" height="220" alt="Roselia" /> You are a confused Lucario. </center> <</if>> <<if $tf is "Gardevoir">> <center> <img src="img/gard.png" width="220" height="220" alt="Gardevoir" /> You are a demure Gardevoir. </center> <</if>> <<if $tf is "Sceptile">> <center> <img src="img/SQ/sceptileSQ.jpg" width="220" height="220" alt="Sceptile" /> You are a timid Sceptile. </center> <</if>> <<if $tf is "Mega Sceptile">> <center> <img src="img/SQ/megasceptileSQ.jpg" width="220" height="220" alt="Mega Sceptile" /> You are a timid Sceptile. </center> <</if>> <<if $tf is "Delcatty">> <img src="img/SQ/delcattySQ.jpg" width="220" height="220" alt="Delcatty" /> You are a naughty Delcatty. <</if>> <<if $tf is "Quilava">> <img src="img/SQ/QuilavaSQ.jpg" width="220" height="220" alt="Quilava" /> You are a rash Quilava. <</if>> <<if $tf is "Altaria">> <img src="img/altaria.jpg" width="220" height="220" alt="Altaria" /> <</if>> <<if $tf is "Lurantis">> <img src="img/SQ/lurantisSQ.jpg" width="220" height="220" alt="Quilava" /> You are a horny Lurantis. <</if>> <<if $tf is "Leavanny">> <img src="img/SQ/leavannySQ.jpeg" width="220" height="220" alt="Leavanny" /> You're a sap-smitten Leavanny. <</if>> <<if $tf is "Dunsparce">> <center> <img src="img/SQ/dunsparceSQ.jpg" width="220" height="220" alt="Dunsparce" /> You are a thieving Dunsparce. </center> <</if>> <<if $tf is "Sylveon">> <center> <img src="img/SQ/sylveonSQ.jpg" width="220" height="220" alt="Sylveon" /> You are a perfect Sylveon. </center> <</if>> <<if $tf is "Togetic">> <center> <img src="img/SQ/togekissSQ.png" width="220" height="220" alt="Togekiss" /> You are a pregnant Togetic. </center> <</if>> <><<if $hasEgg is true>><img src="img/egg.png" alt="Egg"/> It looks as though this Egg will take a long time yet to hatch. <</if>><<if $itemfinder is true>><<if $itemfinderGET isnot 0>><<linkappend "Itemfinder">> //Huh? There's an [[item|Itemfinder]] buried around here!//<</linkappend>><<else>><<linkappend "Itemfinder">> //Nope! There's no response.//<</linkappend>><</if>><</if>>

Final Question: Are you a boy, or a girl? <<linkreplace "Boy.">>[[Boy.|QFinal][$brokenchoice to true]] <</linkreplace>> [[Girl.|Results]] <<if $brokenchoice is true>> Huh? That's weird...the boy option's not working! <</if>>

<img src="img/teamcharm.png" width="600" height="400" alt="Team Charm" /> You walk up to this group of captivating women, dumbstruck at how they capture an audience with their poses. <<if $tf is "Mega Sceptile">> "You there." You realize the Medicham is pointing directly at you, and the crowd of people now have all eyes on you. "M-me?" you say, nervous from the sudden attention. "Your figure is truly dazzling," the Gardevoir is now the one speaking. "Oh! T-thanks, I guess..." You try and fail to cover your breasts in a moment of embarrassment over your new body. "Wow, hot and shy!" the Lopunny laughs. "You know girls, she might be a good candidate..." "Exactly what I was thinking." Medicham replies. Gardevoir closes her eyes for a moment before nodding. Lopunny looks back at you. "How would you like to join Team Charm?" The crowd gasps. "W-what?" you ask, stunned. You haven't even been in this world for an hour, and now you're being given a job offer! "I mean, I'm flattered! I just don't know if I wouldn't be holding you ladies back...I don't have much experience with dungeons." "Nonsense. Your personality and looks will round out the team just fine." Gardevoir encourages you. "And we'll show you all the exploring essentials," Medicham adds. "In that case, I think I'm in!" You accept. "Great!" Lopunny smiles. "With you, our popularity is totally gonna skyrocket! Isn't that right, everyone?" The crowd cheers, and you soon find yourself trapped in a circle of new fans. [[This new life doesn't sound so bad...|MegScepEND]] <<else>> "Hi there! Want an autograph?" The Lopunny winks. Her attention catches you off guard. "Ah! Um...t-thanks, but I'm good for now." "Alrighty!" She turns her attention back to her adoring fanbase, the Medicham and Gardevoir not giving you so much as a moment's notice. [[Interest waning, you head back.|Treasure Town]] <</if>>

!!Bag <div class="box" style="background-color: #303030; color: #dfdfdf; width: 500px;">''Key Items'' <hr><<if $roseliaLeaf>>* A simple ''leaf'', large enough to drape over most of your torso.<</if>><<if $roseliaRoses>>* A ''pair of roses'', large enough to mask your hands when held.<</if>><<if !$roseliaLeaf and !$roseliaRoses>><div>Currently empty.</div><</if>></div> <div class="box" style="background-color: #303030; color: #dfdfdf; width: 175px;">''Items'' <hr><<if $BerryJuice>><div><img src="img/Items/BerryJuice.png" style="vertical-align: middle;"/>Berry Juice</div><</if>><<if $Honey>><div><img src="img/Items/Honey.png" style="vertical-align: middle;"/>Honey</div><</if>><<if !$BerryJuice and !$Honey>><div>Currently empty.</div><</if>></div> <div class="box" style="background-color: #303030; color: #dfdfdf; width: 175px;">''Stones'' <hr><<if $AmpStone>><div><img src="img/Items/Ampharosite.png" style="vertical-align: middle;"/>Ampharosite</div><</if>><<if $ScepStone>><div><img src="img/Items/Sceptilite.png" style="vertical-align: middle;"/>Sceptilite</div><</if>><<if $ShinyStone>><div><img src="img/Items/ShinyStone.png" style="vertical-align: middle;"/>Shiny Stone</div><</if>><<if !$AmpStone and !$ScepStone and !$ShinyStone>><div>Currently empty.</div><</if>></div> <<return "Back">>

<<if $tf is "human">>The loud sounds of pulsing and deep base that assaults your ears as you walk in just screams 'strip club music'. Your assumptions are all but verified as you see a [[Sunflora|Stage]] onstage, moving around a pole while swinging her hips to the beat. Under her you see a dick pointed up from the ground...a dildo, maybe? But a few steps closer and you realize it's connected to a mannequin. Strangely, it's human-shaped. While the performance is contained and encircled by a red curtain, you notice some traffic on the sides, with a few women of varying Grass-type species like Breloom and Bellossom taking the few steps to get onstage then disappearing around the back. Maybe [[going over there|Backstage]] will give you some insight into the show? Or get you a valuable autograph, at least. On the other side of the auditorium is the area for the audience, balcony seating included. It's not packed at the moment, but there are enclaves of 1-3 people spread out amongst the seats. Maybe if you get in a [[little closer|Audience]], you'll be privy to some of the latest gossip. [[Go back to the garden.|Botanical Garden]]<</if>><<if $tf is "Roselia" or $tf is "Roserade">>You'd almost feel lost without the deep and pulsing sounds of the strip club you call home...and work. You see [[Sunny|Stage]] performing her usual routine onstage, moving around a pole while swinging her hips to the beat. Her lower lips just barely coming into contact with the cock of the human mannequin beneath her. In addition to her are the many stagehands, producers and the like running around [[backstage|Backstage]] trying to ensure everything runs without a hitch. On the other side of the auditorium is the area for the [[audience|Audience]], balcony seating included. It was packed a moment ago when you were performing, but attendance now seems to have fallen quite a bit. A few die-hard fans remain in the crowds, though. [[Leave the 'auditorium'.|Botanical Garden]]<</if>>

<<if $tf is "human">>Making your way behind the curtain, the first thing you notice is someone seated on a small box in the corner of the auditorium. It appears to be a [[Petilil|PetililTalk]] dressed like a showgirl, complete with a corset, garterbelt and set of stockings all in various shades of green- which contrast well with her snow-white body, in your opinion. Right now she seems to be fixing up her leafy hair. Besides her, a lot of the workers seem to be clustered further behind the main stage. You don't want to draw too much attention and get caught, so you look to your left, where you see a completely empty [[hallway|Client Rooms]] leading to several rooms. You can't read the names from here, but there are large stars on each door- are they for the performers? [[Walk back to the auditorium.|Auditorium]]<<else>><<if $tf is "Roselia" or $tf is "Roserade">>Behind the curtain, [[Lil|PetililTalk]] seems to be taking a breather from her earlier performance. She's certainly earned it! Further back are all the stagehands and other workers that ensure your show goes smoothly behind the scenes. To your left are the [[rooms|Client Rooms]] for all of the performers, including your own. [[Go back to the auditorium.|Auditorium]]<<else>>You've barely taken a couple steps behind the curtain when a Whimsicott woman stops you. "Hey, what do you think you're doing back here?" She taps her foot inpatiently. "I know all the performers here, and you're definitely not one of them. " "I-" you try to respond, but she cuts you off. "If you want an autograph, try after hours or off days. All that info's online. Private dances are with reservations ONLY. Now please, leave." You realize you're not going to get anywhere with her as she simply continues to stare at you. Shaking your head at the weird encounter, you decide to [[walk away.|Auditorium]]<</if>><</if>>

<img src="img/petilil.png" width="400" height="400" alt="Petilil" /> <<if $tf is "human">> You walk up to the Petilil as you notice her adjusting her corset. She gives you a brief glance before going to pull up her left stocking a bit higher. "Nice of you to finally show up." "Huh?" you asked confused, but the Petilil stands up and begins to walk past you. Without warning, she grabs your wrist and starts pulling you towards the stage. "Come on already, the crowd's getting antsy enough as it is!" [[Unable to pull out of her grip, you are forced to comply.|Onstage]]<</if>><<if $tf is "Roselia">> You wrap your floral hands around your stage partner in a tight hug. "Oh, Lil! You were fantastic as always." "Please," Lil dodged the complement as she waved a hand dismissively, "You're the only reason people show up. I'm just the appetizer." "Hmm..." you put a purple rose-hand under your chin, analyzing your coworker's appearance. "Well...you could stand to lose some clothing once in a while! It's quite the crowd pleaser, not to mention very freeing!" "I'll pass. Dressing sexy is fun, but I'm no slu- er," Lil stumbles for a moment, "I don't have the same...confidence you do." You giggle. "I don't mind the term, Lil. I enjoy the lifestyle~" Lil smiles. "You do you, Rosie. Still up for the usual later?" You nod enthusiastically. "Of course! I'd never miss dinner with the girls!" Giving a final wave, you make your way back to the [[entrance of the auditorium.|Backstage]] <</if>><<if $tf is "Roserade">> "Lil, dear! What do you think?" you call out to your co-worker. "What are you- whoa! Rosie...is that really you?" Lil starts to walk around you, looking over your new features. "Of course! Who else could pull off such a daring new look?" "I gotta admit girl," Lil takes a moment to poke at a breast. "I didn't think your rack could get any bigger." "It's not as if I evolved for that reason...although I will admit, it's not an unpleasant development..." you say while crossing your arms below your breasts for added effect. "Yeah, I bet," Lil mumbles with a hint of disdain. "Lil!" you gasp in feigned shock. "Is it possible that you're...jealous?" You sidle up against her, letting your big breasts mash against one of her arms. Lil nudges you away. "Why would I be jealous of some bimbo with Miltank-sized tits?!" she turns away from you. "I don't need to give up my dignity and self-worth to be happy, you know..." Her voice seems to falter a bit, followed by a sniffling sound. You quickly wrap the Petilil in a tight hug. "I know, dear. I'm perfectly happy with your decision, and I'll always love you for who you are. I didn't mean to get you all riled up, I simply wanted to be a bit playful with my friend..." Another sniffle. "...I know." "How about if I pay for dinner tonight? I think Marcie and Sunny would appreciate it too, don't you think?" Lil turns to look at you. "Yeah...I think we'd...I'd like that. Thanks, Rosie. And...sorry." "Sorry for what? I've already forgotten!" you laugh, seeing a smile on Lil's face. "See you later tonight!" [[Go back.|Backstage]]<</if>>

As you are pulled ever closer to the stage- now standing just behind a curtain- the Sunflora comes out, apparently finished with her act. "Have fun, you two!" she waves as she walks past. "Well, wish me luck," the Petilil says jokingly before turning towards the stage. As she's introduced by the name of 'Lil the Lovely', you peek past the curtain to notice the seats are completely filled, quite unlike how you saw it a moment ago. Music begins to fill the room, sounding like some type of latin samba. Lil wastes no time in getting started, strutting around the stage as her hands are confidently placed on her hips. The Petilil's dancing oozes sensuality as her hips gyrate frequently. She keeps this routine up for a few minutes before moving closer to the edge of the stage, at which point she starts to shimmy her body back and forth. As she does so, her corset-like top begins to slide ever so slightly lower. You think you're about to catch a nip slip during the performance, but like the professional she seems, Lil starts twirling in place. Each time she faces you and away from the audience, she uses the quick moment to adjust her top back up with lightning speed. Wow, she's good. Eventually, she takes advantage of a stripper pole to spin around several times, before planting a foot as high as it will go, allowing her frilly dress to fall back and give the crowd a clear look at her garter belt and panties. By the end of the her performance, she receives a modest applause. Lil takes a bow before heading backstage to where you are, standing in awe. "Don't try to upstage me too hard, alright?" Lil says with a small smile and a pat on your shoulder. You find the prospect of that exceedingly unlikely, but something about your interaction with her makes you feel like you want to give it your best shot. [[Now it's your turn.|Onstage 2]]<<set $roseliaLeaf = false>><<set $roseliaRoses = false>>

You walk up to the stage, nervous about your debut. You don't really know what's going on- only that the crowd size has exploded since you were behind the stage. There's not an empty seat in the house! People and Pokémon alike are staring at you, and you do your best to not let your anxiety build up. You are immediately blinded by stage lights, taking you a moment for your eyes to adjust. When they do, you look down to notice your point of view has shifted slightly downward, letting you know you've gotten a few inches shorter. You calm down as you notice no other changes, your skin a nice shade of pale green as always. Rolling your petite shoulders, you take a moment to stretch your arms, arching your back as you do so. It's important to give the audience a nice, long look before the show begins, after all... Another flash of lights, but this time you put your arms up, large flowers protecting you from the excess photons. The beauty of the purple and black petals manage to captivate you for a moment before someone calls out to you. "S-sorry, Rosie!" You turn around to see a stagehand Servine fiddling with a set of controls. "Quite alright, dear! I'm sure you'll get the hang of it in no time," you encourage him, unaware of the change in your voice from deep masculinity to gentle femininity. What you are aware of is the change in music: now slower, a more sensual song with a deep base to it. Much more my style... "Now, the moment you've all been waiting for...Rosie the Resplendent Roselia!" Immediately the audience cheers, their level of enthusiasm at first coming as quite the shock. But then your memories- Ever since you were a little Budew, your parents drilled into your head that your Shiny status meant you were destined for great success in life. Even so, when you had evolved, your new sexual developments came as quite a surprise to you. Nevertheless, you were determined to put your assets to good use. And now, as the headliner for the most popular strip club around? Success was an understatement. Something's definitely changed. Underneath your leaf, you can feel there's something more sensitive hiding there. Just waiting for its time in the spotlight. No sense in keeping the crowd waiting! With a flirty wink, you lift up your leaf to reveal your large breasts and big, dark-red areolae. The crowd responds positively, from screams of "I LOVE YOU ROSIE" to wolf whistles left and right. The girls never disappoint. Most of the show consists of you making various erotic poses. At some point, you manage to recall the presence of your underwear- and you're curious as to why you're wearing them in the first place. You figure out a great way to use it to your advantage...except that you have a dexterity problem thanks to your flower hands. You could ask an audience member, but that would probably invite unwanted groping. Your 'No Touching' policy is there for a reason... Another idea manages to bring a smile to your face. Bending over and facing your rear towards the audience, you place a flower right over the elastic of the tighty whities and release a little bit of purple secretion. Just enough to get the job done~ Bit by bit, more of your rump is revealed to the crowd as the underwear struggles to keep its grip on your supple hips. Come on, come-! Finally, flesh bursts forth as the cloth tears in two and releases its hold on your bottom, causing it to jiggle excitedly. The image of your hefty ass resting atop meaty thighs is plenty enough to elicit a modest amount of gasps and a few moans. That and the fact that your pretty little mound is also on display thanks to your bent position quickly gets you worked up. Now it's time to give them what they came here for. Moving towards center stage with your back still to the audience, you shudder as the cold steel of the stripper pole presses up against your skin. Once you position your plush butt to wrap around the metal, you revel in the reactions of the audience to your sensual hotdogging. You spread your legs a bit and bend down as far as you're able to go, making sure your ass is the only thing anyone is focusing on. Slowly and methodically, you shift up and down on the pole to match the pulsing beat, doing your best to stifle your own sounds of pleasure. "Nngh...oh, Arceus..." As your slick juices begin building up on the pole it becomes easier to move along it. You push yourself harder against it, moving faster as you start to lose a little control. You're going offbeat, but it doesn't matter anymore. Please...almost... You turn back for a moment to face the audience; Most are guys, about a third are stroking their nice, thick dicks at the sight of your lewd act...wait, did that Venosaur cum just from looking at your ass?! "Ahnnn!~" The perversity around you drives you over the edge; you find yourself lucky that the music is loud enough to drown out the sounds of your orgasm- even though visually you're certain the crowd knows what just happened. After a moment's rest you walk to the edge of the stage, basking in the applause and whistling that's well-earned. The roses thrown your way as you take a bow are appreciated, too. Curtains closing, a stagehand Bellossom comes to help wipe away the sweat and juices on your body, as well as fix your hair. The bangs prove easier than usual this session, but some strands refuse to stay flush with the three pointy prongs on your head. You're still not what you'd call squeaky clean, but it's enough to look presentable for now. The natural sweet scent your roses give off helps. Although, what I'd really like is a shower... [[Leave the stage.|Backstage][$tf to "Roselia"]]

<img src="img/cherrim.jpg" width="515" height="560" alt="Cherrim" /> <<if $tf is "human">><<if $cherrimIntro isnot true>> You walk up to the Cherrim, taking notice of her huge tits and thick thighs. "Uh, hi! Are you alright? You had a strange look on your face so I figured I'd come and ask." The Cherrim seems be zoned out, only responding after a few seconds. "Oh, s-sorry! The sunlight's just making me really horny." "Huh?" "Yeah, I don't know how they do it, but this area has some weird artificial lighting! The audimmmmm-" Eyes closed, she starts rubbing her snatch. You snap in front of her face a few times, reminding her of your presence. "Oh, sorry. It's so hard to concentrate when you're a Pokémon who takes in so much sunlight like me..." Slowing the pace of her masturbation, she manages to continue. "But like I was saying, the auditorium, ungh, doesn't use the same lights. It ruins the atmosphere, I think." "Can I check the place out?" "MmMmMmm...nope, sorry. Not unless you plan on performing, and since you're only in your undies, don't try to convince me you're in uniform. I need some proof! Now if you'll excuse meEee..." she's fingering at a much higher speed now; you figure you're the furthest thing from her mind. Someone else might be able to help you get in, but for now all you can do is leave.<</if>><<if $cherrimIntro is true>><<if $roseliaLeaf is true and $roseliaRoses is true and $tf isnot "Roselia" and $tf isnot "Roserade">> Preparing yourself for the Cherrim's inspection, you look at the materials you've gathered. Taking the large leaf, you place it over your naked chest, which manages to give you a small sense of modesty- at least from the front, with the tip of the leaf just barely managing to hide your bulge when you stand still. Next you take the purple and black roses, placing them in your right and left hands respectively. Well, it's not much, but hopefully it'll do... The Cherrim remains in a state of ecstasy as you approach, but manages to be lucid enough to pay attention to your presence. "Oh, that's a cute look! Do me a favor and, mmm, put a hand on your hip." "Uh, okay?" You oblige, although while holding a rose you really just end up putting a clenched fist next to your hip. "Like this?" "Mmmmm..." the Cherrim slows down her own rubbing. "Eh, it's not really doing anything for me. That's okay, though, because you tried! I'll let you go through now." She moves away from the door, happy to resume her fingering in peace. Now you can enter the [[Auditorium!|Auditorium]]<</if>><<if $tf isnot "Roselia" and $tf isnot "Roserade">><<if $roseliaLeaf isnot true or $roseliaRoses isnot true>> The masturbating Cherrim continues to be busy with her cunny. "Do you, ahn, have a uniform yet?" You shake your head no. "Then I can't let you through, sorry..."<<if $ForestMazeIntro is true>> <<linkappend "Do you know anything about getting through the forest maze?">> She grunts a pout of annoyance. "Can't you see I'm...oh...jilling off here?" "Please? Then maybe I can get that uniform I promised you!" "Ooh! Well, I tried a buncha times just going in one...mmmm...direction, and that never got me anywhere. So if I had to guess, just-oh! never go in same direction three times in a row! "Thanks! I'll leave you to it." The Cherrim has already forgotten about you, returning to her lust-induced haze.<<set $ForestHint6 to true>><</linkappend>><</if>><</if>><</if>><</if>><</if>><<if $tf is "Roselia">> "OH MY GOD IT'S ROSIE!!!" You hear Cherrie scream as she runs up to you excitedly, flesh jiggling all the way. "C-Could you do the pose? Pretty pleaseeee?" You could see her starting to mash her thighs together in anticipation for what was to come. "Anything for my biggest fan, ma chérie." She squeals when hearing your words- she always liked your pet name for her. You cock your hips to the left as your left hand flexes outward, and take a stance with your right hand in front of your womanhood. One flower guarding another... Immediately you release a Sweet Scent from your purple flower. "Is this what you wanted to see, dear?" Cherrie had already put one hand up her snatch, losing herself further to her libido as she inhales the aprhodisiac. "Yesssssss...thank you Rosie, thank-fuck!" It wasn't long before she was able to bring herself to orgasm, falling down against the wall as she let the pleasure pulse through her body. Her eyelids starting to droop, she ended with "I love you..." "And I you, Cherrie~" You gave her a peck on the cheek and left her to her well-deserved nap. <<set $CherrimHappy to true>><</if>><<if $tf is "Roserade">> You notice Cherrie pulling on her nipples as you approach- it takes a moment before she stops and focuses on you. "Wow, that's a pretty good Rosie impression, miss! You got a few things wrong, though. The leaf needs to be in front, and she doesn't wear a mask. And what's with the weird hair?" "Ma chérie, I am Rosie!" You lean forward, hands on your hips in a sign of faux umbrage. "Why, I can't believe my biggest fan wouldn't recognize me!" "ROSIE?! Oh, wow!" The shock on the Cherrim's face was genuine. "So you evolved, huh? That's cool!" The atmosphere turned a bit awkward as she stopped talking, staring at you with the slightest frown. "Something wrong, dear?" you ask. "No, not really! It's just, to be honest..." she said as she started to whisper. "I kinda like the old look better..." Her words seem true, considering the lack of any masturbation or breast play going on at the moment. You can't please everyone, I suppose... At least she still seems fine with letting you enter the strip- er, [[auditorium|Auditorium]].<</if>><<if $tf is "Vespiquen">> The Cherrim before you has quite the pleased look on her face- it's only when you look down that you notice she's been rubbing her lower lips the whole time, without a care in the world to your presence. All you hear for a bit are some assorted moans before she bothers to acknowledge your existence. "Oh...mmmm...hi there! Are you a new performer?" "No, I was just curious-" you begin, but by her reaction it doesn't seem like she's listening to anything you're saying. She starts walking around, and you get the distinct feeling of being judged. "Sorry, but they only let anthros go on stage. Unless...ooh! Is that dress removable? Are you hiding your huge ass underneath? That'd make for a super hot show!" Now she's playing with her own boobs. "Bee fetishes are totally in right now, you know!" You blush faintly as you notice her staring from below your dress, her eyes directly on your abdomen. "Aww, you really aren't anthro, then. Don't feel too bad though; a lot of Pokémon are still into the natural look!" "...thank you for the infomation," you say with a hint of confusion. "You're super welcome! Now...aghn..." The Cherrim's focus has already returned to her masturbation session. Considering you barely got a word in, you don't feel particularly interested in trying to get past her anymore. You just stare a bit longer as you hear her call out the name of a 'Rosie' several times. A lover, perhaps? ...I'll just leave her to her urges, regardless.<</if>> [[Turn back.|Botanical Garden][$cherrimIntro to true]]

On top of a little stand you see an almost pristine DS, and that classic Mystery Dungeon logo really takes you back. It's only slightly off-putting that there's no subtitle present. Which game in the series is this one? Doesn't look like the originals. But then again, it's been a while. You could've easily forgotten how one of the games started, right? Itching to get your fix of nostalgia, you tap the screen to begin the demo. Soon enough, you're brought to a screen with familiar visuals and sounds. Pretty lights and swirling colors. That's when you encounter the classic [[Personality Test.|TestIntro]]

Welcome! This is the portal that leads to the world of Pokémon! But before I can let you through, I have several questions for you. I want you to answer them sincerely. Are you ready? OK... Let the interview begin! "I wonder what type of starter I get! I kind of hope it's Pikachu..." you say out loud, already thinking about wanting a Pokémon with powerful room-clearing moves. Excitedly, you proceed with the [[first question.|Question 1]]

You appear to be... <> <<linkreplace "You tap the screen.">> <<if $timid gt $naughty and $timid gt $rash>> [[The timid type.]] <<else>><<if $naughty gt $timid and $naughty gt $rash>> [[The naughty type.]]<<else>><<if $rash gt $timid and $rash gt $naughty>> [[The rash type.]]<<else>>[[The fo#rYors%$ type.|???]] <</if>><</if>><</if>> <</linkreplace>> <>

Question 4: An exploration team has found your friend, but you're out of money to pay them... [[Offer them both our bodies. I'm sure my friend won't mind.|Q5][$naughty to $naughty +1]] [[T-tell them I'd do anything to m-make it up to them...|Q5][$timid to $timid +1]] [[Run away. I mean, they're already safe, right?|Q5][$rash to $rash +1]]

Question 5: What do you look for in a partner? [[I want someone who goes with the flow, taking life as it comes.|Q6][$rash to $rash +1]] [[They'd better have a rockin' bod if they want a chance with me.|Q6][$naughty to $naughty +1]] [[That they understand my emotions well.|Q6][$timid to $timid +1]]

This list spoils some Pokemon in the game so if you care about that then I'd suggest playing a bit before looking. Ctrl + F to find a specific Pokémon's art. <<linkappend "Artwork Credits">> Kupy: My OC Pyukumuku, made by redbluedude Beedrill: kageyama, deadman0911 Quilava: vcrow shuu, ranphafranboise Spinarak: elpatrixf Sunflora: plantpenetrator Scizor: latiar Sceptile: letfurry1t, ragujuka, clade (mega) Blaziken: hidoritoyama Dustox: kageyama Delcatty: mizo ne, kiriya Roselia: elfdrago, elpatrixf Roserade: Latiar010, RedBenjamin, plantpenetrator Torterra: seyrmo Vespiquen: bamia, misericorde, kageyama, akiri Cherrim: elfdrago Petilil: elpatrixf Maractus: cottontail Chesnaught: jetshark Ribombee: lurking tyger Team Charm: Amby <</linkappend>> [[Go back.|Start]]

Question 6: What would you say is your best asset? [[I think I've got a nice butt...|QFinal][$timid to $timid +1]] [[Not sure. I guess my chest is pretty good. Does it matter?|QFinal][$rash to $rash +1]] [[Irrelevant! I can get whatever I want, whenever I want.|QFinal][$naughty to $naughty +1]]

!!!!Some time later... Walking around a dungeon in a video game was one thing, but actually exploring a dungeon yourself provided a whole different experience. Watching the rest of the team execute their moves with perfection and grace inspired you to keep up with them as best you could. You and Medicham were breathing heavily, just having finished a battle against a group of Golbat and Graveler. "Nice work, Sceppie," your fighting type partner giving you a thumbs up. "Thanks, Medicham! I couldn't have gotten so good without you," you reply. The two of you catch up with your teammates a short distance ahead, in the middle of scouting out the place. "Alright girls, there's the stairs! Just two more floors to go, let's keep it up!" Lopunny was a very motivating leader to work with. Gardevoir didn't speak quite as often, remaining on high alert for any surprises. "I sense a few traps on the next floor...stay near the left wall." As you approach the stairs, Lopunny holds you back with her paw as the other two advance. "Um...Lopunny?" She gives you a sly grin, "C'mon, Sceppie! Lemme see the pose you've been working on!" "Ah..." You had been working on one to complement the team's own look, but you didn't expect to have to show it off right now...taking a deep breath, you clasp your hands together which, although it ends up squeezing your breasts, still adds to the demure look you pull off so well, accentuated by the position of your eyebrows. <img src="img/megasceptile.jpg" width="485" height="640" alt="Mega Sceptile" /> "Hmm...simple, but it works! Plus, the way it shows off your rack, the fans will love that!" "Oh! I-I, that wasn't what-" Lopunny snorted. "Take it easy, girl! You're sexy, just have fun with it. Now, let's get going!" You sigh as you follow her. Life as a busty reptile still takes some getting used to... <hr><img src="img/SPRITE/megasceptileSPRITE.png" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> Ending 2: Charmed, I'm Sure<<set memorize("PMmegasceptile", true)>>

Not always too confident in yourself, eh? Worried about what others will think about you? Scared you might let someone down? Well, sometimes it's fine to be shy. You know when to not cross the line. And hey, some people find that quality attractive! A timid person like you should be...The Pokémon- [[Before you even have time to think, you fall unconscious.|PMD2wake]]

Now that you have time to focus, you see a bunch of different buildings designed with certain Pokémon in mind. A shop with Kecleon's face, a tent with Electivire's...one with Kangaskhan's, but made of stone. Strange totems in several spots, and a small bridge over a river that bisects the area. Wait a minute...is this Treasure Town?? You begin to squeal, only to blush and look away when a few people turn around to stare at you. In your mind however, you remain ecstatic. Now that you know the location, you're interested in checking out [[Sharpedo Bluff]] to your left. You always thought it was quite the unique sight in-game, and now you actually have a chance to get a view of it in person! On the other hand, a little distance away you see a large crowd of Pokémon surrounding a Gardevoir, a Medicham and a Lopunny. Hey, that's Team Charm! Well known for their adventuring prowess...AND their everlasting beauty. [[Maybe I should get a closer look.|Team Charm]] Finally, you know of a crossroad to your right that leads to a whole bunch of places, including Wigglytuff's Guild and a bunch of dungeons. While you think going there might be a bit much for someone who just showed up in town with no exploration experience, you do know there's a [[beach|Beach]] you can head to by going south.

Accessing the stone's power, you are engulfed by a bright sphere, while the ground under you shakes. Looking at the waves, you can see your face shifting to a sharper look, especially with the crests on your head. Circular notches appear in them along with the leaves on your arms, which themselves gain a partial reddish tint on their edges. Your back tingles as two sets of seeds are added to your back: one set orange, the other red. Stripes matching the one on your belly also begin wrapping around the base of your tail, which you feel getting longer and watch as it gains a pointed red end, not unlike an eccentric Christmas tree topper. All seems quiet for a moment, and you think it might be over, until you feel a tight pressure begin in your chest. It gets more and more uncomfortable, until a sudden explosion of flesh bursts forth, giving you tits larger than your own head! You faceplant as your balance is thrown off, mammaries mashed into the sand. In the meantime, your thighs thicken, complementing your wide hips and nice rear. As you get back up, a wave of dark green leaves matching your tail surrounds your breasts in an X-shape formation, protruding as far back as your head. The last of the changes, the sphere surrounding you quickly disperses as you return to a familar quiet. Brushing the sand off your body, you receive a pleasurable tingle upon reaching your breasts. As you watch them jiggle a bit, your first thought is how unwieldy they must be. But after a few minutes of walking around the beach, you quickly adjust to the body change. Mega Evolution just makes this game even better! I could do without SOME of the changes, though... [[Go back.|Beach][$tf to "Mega Sceptile"]] <<set $ScepStone to false>>

When you come to, the first thing you realize is that your sense of balance is way off, nearly falling back down after trying to stand up. Taking a moment to steady yourself, you look down and realize you're standing on some kind of grassy plain. But that also brings attention to your very green, scaly body, contrasted by the horizontal red stripe wrapped around your belly. Wait, where's your dick? You used your clawed digits- taking notice of the sharp leaves that jut out from your arms- to feel below your abdomen, only to find a distinctly feminine set of equipment. I've...got a pussy? Bending down to get a good look, you also see part of your bushy tree-like tail through your legs, bobbing slightly. Looking behind you, you notice not only the yellow spherical seeds running along your back, but also the sizable rump that must have been the cause of your balance problems a second ago. You move towards a nearby puddle, the reflection revealing your head clefts, red lower jaw and yellow sclera. One thing is clear: you're a Sceptile! Taking in your gender change and lack of underwear, your first instinct is to put your hands in front of your crotch. But as you finally look beyond where you stand, you see other Pokémon, walking and talking without any eyes on you...and without any clothes, too. Hmm...maybe it's time I [[get my bearings.|Treasure Town][$tf to "Sceptile"]]

You're not always one to think things through, are you? Sometimes you end up in a situation and think, 'How did I even get here?'. Your impulsiveness can sometimes put others off, I bet. Well, sometimes being a quick thinker can be a good thing! Who needs to waste time overanalyzing every situation, anyways? A rash person like you should be...The Pokémon- [[Before you even have time to think, you fall unconscious.|DungeonWake]]

... Am I dead? Your first thought instills fear as you see nothing but pitch black. You still feel like you have a body, though. You can move your hands around and touch your face, your stomach, your toes...and although you can't see any of it, everything feels much more...furry. Your hands themselves feel more restrictive, unable to splay your digits as much as before. A sensation of warmth makes itself known. You try looking around for a source of light, until you realize it's coming from inside you...you focus all your attention on it, hoping you can find some way to harness the heat. Suddenly, you can you see a couple feet in front of you! Turning your head, you see flames spouting out of red spots on your lower back. The additional feeling of heat on your head suggests more flames are present there. The dark-blue that runs along your back and the upper half of your face complements the cream color of your limbs, abdomen and neck. You also notice a slit between your legs rather than the penis you once had, but you don't really give it much attention. [[So...I'm really a Quilava now...|DungeonLook][$tf to "Quilava"]]

In this room you find a pretty subterranean lake, but no paths to take other than the way you came. However, you do see a Quagsire with half its body submerged in said lake. "Oh, hello there..." you give a brief wave. He responds by flinging a Mud Bomb at you, giving you only just enough time to jump out of the way. "Whoa! Not so friendly, huh..." The Pokémon steps out of the lake, headed towards your location with a menacing look. You know what? Maybe I'm better off going [[south|Monster House]]... <<set $eastExplore to true>>

Now with some light available to you, you look around to see you're in some sort of dank cave. The room you're standing in seems relatively cubical, and there are several straight paths leading from the room you're in. The most interesting thing you see however is the set of stairs hidden behind some stalagmites. Am I in a dungeon? You decide that, if you're somehow in the game, then the best thing to do would be to take the stairs. I need to get out of here as soon as possible! You certainly don't want to encounter random Pokémon that'll attack you without warning. As you progress to the next floor, the area's appearance doesn't change much. But this time you're not as lucky, as you can't seem to find any stairs nearby. Your only choices from this point are to head either [[east|DungeonEast]] or [[south|Monster House]].

!!!!Some time later... "Okay sis...you ready?" Your elder sister holds you down with a tight grip as you grab onto her back for support. "Yes! Can we hurry already! I'm getting really...tingly, down there..." You feel the Typhlosion brush her cheek against yours. "Your impatience is adorable!" You start kicking your little legs against her inner thighs. "Alright, alright!" She gently lowers you down as your lower lips meet with hers, the contact spreading tingles from head to toe. "That...feels good, but could you-ahn!" You inhale sharply as your sister grinds her pussy against yours. It only lasts a brief moment before she stops her movements, and once the pleasure ends you start kicking her again. "STOP teasing me!" A giggle. "I'm sorry sis, I just can't help it! Besides-" She drags a finger along your slit, causing you to shudder. "-you can't tell me you don't like it..." She dangles her digit in front of your eyes, drops of fluid present as evidence of your arousal. You bury your face further behind her head as you look away. "C'mon sis, avoiding eye contact is pretty rude!" She grinds against you again, and you let out a moan. She always knows just how to deal with your petulance, and you wouldn't have it any other way. <img src="img/Quilava.jpg" width="684" height="720" alt="Quilava" /> <hr><img src="img/SPRITE/quilavaSPRITE.png" style="vertical-align: middle;"/>Ending 3: Quilava it or Leave it!<<set memorize("PMquilava", true)>>

Question 3: You see a Lopunny sitting on a bench, crying. What do you do? [[Keep on walking. I'm not good at dealing with problems...|Q4][$timid to $timid +1]] [[Run in and ask, 'WHO HURT YOU? I'll beat them up for you!'|Q4][$rash to $rash +1]] [[Sidle up nice and close to her. I bet she just needs a good grope or two...|Q4][$naughty to $naughty +1]] "These questions are getting kind of weird..."

The DS starts to make strange noises, unlike anything you've ever heard. Did I break the game somehow? Or is it just so old it doesn't work anymore? A y qm0t^CC persoñ l1ke yoou shoUld be,,,The Pókemón- Suddenly, the DS seems to have smoke coming out of it! Concerned, you start to back away, only to realize it's too late as a tremendously bright light seems to come out of the handheld. [[Before you have anymore time to think, you lose consciousness.|GlitchWake]]

Ooh, a total tease, are you? You can't help but stare at forbidden fruit, getting involved in lewd acts that most wouldn't dare to touch, embracing the pleasures that come your way...and corrupting those who are brave enough to confront you... A naughty person like you should be...The Pokémon- [[Before you even have time to think, you fall unconscious.|HouseWake]]

Ugh...where am I? As you come to, the first thing to come into sight is a beige wall. You realize you're laying on your side staring at it, while resting atop a soft, silky bed. Taking a moment to yawn, you stretch out your limbs. Wait, something feels...off. Looking at your arms, you are surprised to see cream-colored stumps with little stubby digits. Stretching again, you note how they are unable to go past your head. Getting off of your side, you naturally assume a position of being on all fours. You're confused, but circling around the bed convinces you that you still know how to walk. An open bathroom door catches your attention. Maybe a mirror's in there? As you jump off the bed and walk towards said bathroom, you see see a water bowl for someone named "Delia". A fitting name for an elegant Pokémon like yourself. You shake your head, ignoring the strange thought. In the bathroom, you jump up to the sink, finally getting a good look at yourself with the mirror. Big fluffy ears belonging to a feline, a lavender color along with your tulip-shaped tail. The anatomical anomally around your neck, not unlike a travel pillow with 4 pins stuck in them. Turning around, you lift your hindquarters and present your pretty pussy to the mirror, noting the 4 pairs of nipples running along your belly. With a saucy look, you start swaying your rump back and forth, your tail swinging along hypnotically. As enticing as always, Delia. You blink. Wait, what am I thinking? I need to get out of here! You leave the bathroom and the bedroom, relieved that the door into the hallway was also left open. The other adjacent doors are closed, but you see a path into the living room. [[''Here goes nothing!''|DelLivingRoom][$tf to "Delcatty"]]'' "Bro, when are you going to fuck Delia already? Cuz I will if you won't." You giggle. //How sweet. He's cute, but I've got my eyes on someone else already...// "You're always so busy, working to provide for us...spoiling me rotten...now it's //my// turn to take care of //you//..." You find yourself purring next to him in your post-coital state. "Eeeeeee! //Girl!// I'm so happy for you!!" "I know you've got a thing for feet too, so here's a 5-star view of them," you tease, wiggling them. "Feel free to blow your load on them, I won't mind~" "I've seen your internet history, you know." "You like when I talk like this, nya~?"

!!MorphoDex <<set $totalTF to 0>> <div class="box" style="background-color: #dbc1c0; color: #2e1e1e;">''Museum'' <hr><<if recall("PMsceptile", false)>><img src="img/SPRITE/sceptileSPRITE.png" style="vertical-align: middle;"/>''Ending 1:'' Who Came First, the Chicken or You?<<set $totalTF to $totalTF +1>><<else>><img src="img/SPRITE/missingSPRITE.png" style="vertical-align: middle;"/>''Ending 1''<</if>> <<if recall("PMmegasceptile", false)>><img src="img/SPRITE/megasceptileSPRITE.png" style="vertical-align: middle;"/>Ending 2: Charmed, I'm Sure<<set $totalTF to $totalTF +1>><<else>><img src="img/SPRITE/missingSPRITE.png" style="vertical-align: middle;"/>''Ending 2''<</if>> <<if recall("PMquilava", false)>> <img src="img/SPRITE/quilavaSPRITE.png" style="vertical-align: middle;"/>Ending 3: Quilava it or Leave it!<<set $totalTF to $totalTF +1>><<else>><img src="img/SPRITE/missingSPRITE.png" style="vertical-align: middle;"/>Ending 3<</if>> <<if recall("PMdelcatty", false)>><img src="img/SPRITE/delcattySPRITE.png" style="vertical-align: middle;"/>Ending 4: Curiosity Creamed the Cat<<set $totalTF to $totalTF +1>><<else>><img src="img/SPRITE/missingSPRITE.png" style="vertical-align: middle;"/>''Ending 4''<</if>> <<if recall("PMlucario", false)>><img src="img/SPRITE/lucarioSPRITE.png" style="vertical-align: middle;"/>Ending 5: A Matched Maid in Heaven<<set $totalTF to $totalTF +1>><<else>><img src="img/SPRITE/missingSPRITE.png" style="vertical-align: middle;"/>''Ending 5''<</if>> <<if recall("PMdunsparce", false)>><img src="img/SPRITE/dunsparceSPRITE.png" style="vertical-align: middle;"/>Ending 6: The Best-Laid Plans...<<set $totalTF to $totalTF +1>><<else>><img src="img/SPRITE/missingSPRITE.png" style="vertical-align: middle;"/>''Ending 6''<</if>> <<if recall("PMsylveon", false)>><img src="img/SPRITE/sylveonSPRITE.png" style="vertical-align: middle;"/>Ending 7: Mastering the Masuda Method<<set $totalTF to $totalTF +1>><<else>><img src="img/SPRITE/missingSPRITE.png" style="vertical-align: middle;"/>''Ending 7''<</if>> </div> <div class="box" style="background-color: #90d192; color: darkgreen;">''Botanical Gardens'' <hr><<if recall("PMvespiquen", false)>><img src="img/SPRITE/vespiquenSPRITE.png" style="vertical-align: middle;"/>Ending 8: Lovebugs<<set $totalTF to $totalTF +1>><<else>><img src="img/SPRITE/missingSPRITE.png" style="vertical-align: middle;"/>''Ending 8''<</if>> <<if recall("PMleavanny", false)>><img src="img/SPRITE/leavannySPRITE.png" style="vertical-align: middle;"/>Ending 9: What a Sap!<<set $totalTF to $totalTF +1>><<else>><img src="img/SPRITE/missingSPRITE.png" style="vertical-align: middle;"/>''Ending 9''<</if>> <<if recall("PMroselia", false)>><img src="img/SPRITE/roseliaSPRITE.png" style="vertical-align: middle;"/>Ending 10: The Grass is Greener<<set $totalTF to $totalTF +1>><<else>><img src="img/SPRITE/missingSPRITE.png" style="vertical-align: middle;"/>''Ending 10'' <</if>> <<if recall("PMroserade", false)>><img src="img/SPRITE/roseradeSPRITE.png" style="vertical-align: middle;"/>Ending 11: Nature and Nurture <<set $totalTF to $totalTF +1>><<else>><img src="img/SPRITE/missingSPRITE.png" style="vertical-align: middle;"/>''Ending 11''<</if>> </div> <div class="box" style="background-color: #43307e; color: #F8F8FF;">''Around the Mansion'' <hr><<if recall("PMaudino", false)>><img src="img/SPRITE/audinoSPRITE.png" style="vertical-align: middle;"/>Ending 12: Nursed Back to Health <<set $totalTF to $totalTF +1>><<else>><img src="img/SPRITE/missingSPRITE.png" style="vertical-align: middle;"/>''Ending 12'' <</if>> </div> <hr> <div class="box" style="background-color: #273a4d; color: #f4f1e3; width: 800px;">Pokémon Transformations: $totalTF / 12 <hr>Professor's Rating: <<if $totalTF is 12>> Thanks for completing v0.13! Did you try talking to everyone you could post-transformation? There's a bit of optional content to find that way...anyways, knowing you played this much makes me very happy. I hope you had fun! ~MH<</if>><<if $totalTF gte 8 and $totalTF lt 12>> Did you know the Personality Test path leads to 5 potential endings?<</if>><<if $totalTF gt 3 and $totalTF lt 8>>Hold onto those Stones you find! They give you a chance for extra endings...<</if>><<if $totalTF gt 0 and $totalTF lte 3>>Just starting your road to transformation, eh? I like it!<</if>><<if $totalTF is 0>>Wow, have you even started playing the game yet? Get to work!<</if>> </div> <<return "Back">>

WARNING, you'll have to start the dex from square one if you do this (across all saves!). You'll be resetting Ditto Mode as well! Are you sure? <<return "I changed my mind!">> [[Yes, delete it!]]

DELETED. Now restart your game! <<set forget("PMquilava")>> <<set forget("PMsceptile")>> <<set forget("PMmegasceptile")>> <<set forget("PMdelcatty")>> <<set forget("PMroselia")>> <<set forget("PMroserade")>> <<set forget("PMlucario")>> <<set forget("PMdunsparce")>> <<set forget("PMsylveon")>> <<set forget("PMleavanny")>> <<set forget("PMvespiquen")>> <<set forget("PMaudino")>>

<<if $tf is "human">>Everything you see within this glass structure is likely a botanist's wet dream, you think. Potted plants lining the shelves, each containing some type of rare flower or potentially tasty fruit. Of the latter group, you see many familiar berries of the Pokéverse- Oran Berries, Sitrus, Leppa and the like. Floating around the place is <<if $RibombeeIntro isnot true>>a [[Ribombee]], watering every plant in her sights.<<else>>[[Bambi|Ribombee]], who seems to be snacking on some berries.<</if>> At the back of the greenhouse is another door leading to a [[dirt path|Dirt Path]], itself leading to...who knows where?<</if>><<if $tf is "Roselia" or $tf is "Roserade">>It warms your heart to see so many beautiful plants and flowers being well taken care of. Potted plants line the shelves, each containing some type of rare flower or potentially tasty fruit. Of the latter group, you see many familiar berries of the Pokéverse- Oran Berries, Sitrus, Leppa and the like. Floating around the place is [[Bambi|Ribombee]], who seems to be snacking on some berries. At the back of the greenhouse is another door leading to a [[dirt path|Dirt Path]], which you know leads to a flower field along the way.<</if>><<if $tf is "Vespiquen">><<if $mentalVesp isnot true>>Everything you see within this glass structure is likely a botanist's wet dream, you think. Potted plants lining the shelves, each containing some type of rare flower or potentially tasty fruit. Of the latter group, you see many familiar berries of the Pokéverse- Oran Berries, Sitrus, Leppa and the like. Floating around the place is <<if $RibombeeIntro isnot true>>a [[Ribombee|BuzzBlock]], watering every plant in her sights.<<else>>[[Bambi|BuzzBlock]], who seems to be snacking on some berries.<</if>> At the back of the greenhouse is another door leading to a [[dirt path|Dirt Path]], itself leading to...who knows where?<<else>>Everything you see within this glass structure is likely a botanist's wet dream, you think. Potted plants lining the shelves, each containing some type of rare flower or potentially tasty fruit. Of the latter group, you see many familiar berries of the Pokéverse- Oran Berries, Sitrus, Leppa and the like. Floating around the place is <<if $RibombeeIntro isnot true>>a [[Ribombee]], watering every plant in her sights.<<else>>[[Bambi|Ribombee]], who seems to be snacking on some berries.<</if>> At the back of the greenhouse is another door leading to a [[dirt path|Dirt Path]], itself leading to...who knows where?<</if>><</if>> [[Exit the greenhouse.|Botanical Garden]]

!!Clinic You step into a room filled with white paint, stretchers, and endless beeping from monitors. It's called a clinic but looks more like a hospital floor if you had to guess. You see staff running around frantically trying to keep the place running- mostly a mix of Audino, Chansey and even an Indeedee or two. In the waiting room, a Machoke sits with a sling over his right arm. "Sir? Can I help you?" the Chansey receptionist asks you. <img src="img/chansey.jpg" width="500" height="500" /> She seems impatient, and you don't have any business here at the moment. [[Go back.|Second Floor]] <<silently>>Clinic: Pokémon in the mansion don't get sick. So sick people from all over the world get teleported here, unconscious between transport, memory wipe after transport. This way the staff still has a job they can enjoy. At clinic, if you're Mega Audino, you can talk to head nurse ( Mega Audino with Syringe) and take over her shift. END afterwards as patients love your treatments. When you become head nurse you can say NO CLOTHES. Maybe have a chansey receptionist. Or blissey. Non-sexual. Have a room with a teleporter. If you try to get in it for fun, you get turned into a Clefable. (They think being conscious might have caused the error, since they transport people unconscious. In this case, your memory IS intact). You get put on relief duty, since it'll add to the variety of Pokemon (sometimes they want people who aren't audinos) [[Nursery]]<</silently>>

<img src="img/gothitelle.jpg" width="450" height="450" /> A Gothitelle. A real life, actual Gothitelle, right in front of your eyes! And she's...got breasts accentuated by a tight dress-like leotard with some stockings? You suddenly remember your state of dress and hide behind a curtain out of embarrassment. But the Pokémon doesn't seem to react. "I understand the weather outside is quite undesirable." She bends down to take your wet clothing, you noting that her ass would look great right now if it wasn't covered by her dress. "There are many rooms with good central heating, not to mention showers and hot springs. Feel free to explore at your leisure, although I suggest meeting with the Mistress first." That's a strangely warm welcome for someone who was trespassing. As the rain doesn't appear to be settling down anytime soon, you decide it's probably worthwhile to see what other crazy sights might be around here. [[Let's start by getting a better look around.|Foyer]]

<img src="img/gothitelle.jpg" width="450" height="450" /> <<if $tf isnot "Lucario">> "Do you have any questions for me, sir?" <<linkappend "Are you real? How am I talking to a Pokémon right now?">> "Hmph. I certainly am real, and as you explore you will encounter many others like me. They are residents, and as such the Mistress has safeguards to prevent them from leaving the mansion, lest the outside world find out. We wouldn't want any...undesirables. <<linkappend "That sounds spooky. Is this some kind of cursed mansion?">> "Cursed? No. Are there supernatural elements at work? Yes. It is necessary so that the right people find this place when they need it most, as well as to supply an abundance of amenities." <</linkappend>><</linkappend>> <<linkappend "What exactly is this place?">> "Originally, the Mistress designed this mansion as a way to provide a sanctuary for those in need- whether for those trying to escape their toxic pasts or people with simply no other place to go. Over time however, many have arrived wanting a change of pace to their lives. That includes those with some...deviant intentions...but nonetheless, if the mansion has allowed them inside, our Mistress deems them worthy to remain. With so many rooms, this mansion is designed to accommodate a wide variety of tastes." <<linkappend "Who is this Mistress?">> "Mistress Rita, the owner of this mansion. Her office is on the second floor if you wish to speak with her...she is welcoming to all newcomers." <</linkappend>><</linkappend>><<if $TelmaName is true>> <<linkappend "So...your name's Telma, right?">> <img src="img/gothitelle2.jpg" width="450" height="450" /> "Oh, so you talked to the Mistress, then? I never figured anyone would be bothered enough to ask about me...yes, you are correct." She closes her eyes for a brief moment as her face reddens. "You may continue to address me as such if you desire."<</linkappend>><</if>> [[Nope, no more questions.|Foyer]]<</if>> <<if $tf is "Lucario">>Telma seems to chuckle as you approach. "My my, Lucy, what are you doing roaming around like a lost Litten?" "Um..." For a moment you find it hard to say anything, overcome with shyness. "I'm not lost, ma'am! No need to worry! I'm just going to talk to the Mistress to, um...clarify something!" //Yeah...// You almost forgot how gruffy your voice sounded, albeit not without its obvious feminine undertones. "Of course, dear. I suggest you go to the second floor as soon as possible. The Mistress would love your company, I'm sure." "T-thanks..." You respond meekly. //Huh, that went better than I thought. Does she know something I don't?// [[Leave.|Foyer]] <</if>><<silently>><img src="img/gothitelle3.jpg" width="450" height="450" /> fortune telling<</silently>>

!!!Souvenir Shop <<if $SouvenirIntro isnot true>>The first thing that catches your attention is a loud snoring sound that permeates the room. Yet as you try looking for the source, you find no one else within the shop. The walls are pretty much covered by shelves, each one housing particular types of evolutionary stone. Farthest from the entrance is a wall of Moon Stones and Water Stones, while the left wall is primarily Thunder Stones and Fire Stones. Opposite that is a shelf with a bunch of the rarer Shiny, Sun, Dawn, and Dusk Stones bunched together. What catches your eye the most, however, is the donut-shaped glass display in the center of the room, showcasing a variety of fossils. Getting closer, you realize the snoring has gotten louder. [[Investigate further?|snoringKecleon]]<<else>>The walls are pretty much covered by shelves, each one housing particular types of evolutionary stone. Farthest from the entrance is a wall of Moon Stones and Water Stones, while the left wall is primarily Thunder Stones and Fire Stones. Opposite that is a shelf with a bunch of the rarer Shiny, Sun, Dawn, and Dusk Stones bunched together. From the corner of the shop comes that now familiar snoring sound- though this time Leonie remains completely visible. <img src="img/kecleon3.jpg" width="512" height="500" alt="Kecleon" /> Man, she must have gotten used to having no visitors if she's always falling asleep... [[Wake her up?|KecleonTalk]] <<if $StealStonePass isnot true>><<set $stealStoneChance to random(2)>> <<if $stealStoneChance lt 2>>Or...while she's asleep, you could take your chances and try to [[steal|StealStoneFail]] one of the stones...<<else>>Or...while she's asleep, you could take your chances and try to [[steal|StealStonePass]] one of the stones...<</if>> <</if>><<if $StealStonePass is true>> You definitely don't want to take any more chances stealing from Leonie...<</if>><</if>> [[Exit the store.|Museum]] <<silently>> You can eventually trade some item for a fossil, which was the only one in stock. <</silently>>

You notice a limited variety in the rocks here. Some pretty gems for sure, but not nearly as special as the Mega Stones. There is a shelf that sorts each type of gem on its own level. <<linkreplace "Inspect">> Sifting through the gems, you find nothing of interest.<</linkreplace>> On top of a counter you find a basket full of Hard Stones. <<if $ScepStone isnot true>><<linkreplace "Inspect">>Putting your hand deep into the basket, you feel something with a much smoother texture. Pulling your hand back out, you realize what it is. You found a [[Sceptilite!|Stones Galore][$ScepStone to true]]<</linkreplace>><</if>> <<return "Go back.">>

!!Botanical Garden Stepping through the door, your eyes are immediately overwhelmed by green. Chlorophyll has made its presence well known in this area as you run into trees and plants at every corner of this garden. <<if $tf is "human">>You wonder how much effort it takes to keep everything here watered- assuming it's not all just an illusion or really well made fakes.<</if>><<if $tf is "Roselia">>It's nice to be able to leave the club every so often and go on a nice walk. I may run into some old friends as well!<</if>> On one end of this enormous complex, diverting from the straightaway path you're currently on, there appears to be a massive [[greenhouse|Greenhouse]]. A well-made stone path leads up to it, winding around several beautiful <<if $BuzzHunt gte 0 and $vespdrone3 isnot true>> <<linkappend "grass sculptures." t8n>> A closer inspection of the grass sculptures reveals one of the missing [[drones|BuzzLove][$vespdrone3 to true; $BuzzHunt to $BuzzHunt +1]], repeatedly humping a Shaymin-shaped figure from behind.<</linkappend>><<else>>grass sculptures.<</if>> <<if $tf is "human">>I think that one's a Shaymin...<</if>><<if $tf is "Roselia" or $tf is "Roserade">>What a beautiful Shaymin!<</if>> On the wall opposite the one you came in- which is covered in much less greenery than the rest of the walls here- you see a pair of double doors. <<if $tf is "human" or $tf is "Roserade">><<if $CherrimHappy isnot true>>Standing guard against them is a [[Cherrim|CherrimTalk]], looking flustered.<</if>><</if>><<if $tf is "Vespiquen">><<if $mentalVesp isnot true>>Standing guard against them is a [[Cherrim|BuzzBlock]], looking flustered.<<else>>Standing guard against them is a [[Cherrim|CherrimTalk]], looking flustered.<</if>><</if>><<if $tf is "Roselia" and $CherrimHappy isnot true>>Standing guard against them is a [[Cherrim|CherrimTalk]], looking flustered. She is staring straight at you, seemingly starstruck...<</if>><<if $tf is "Roselia" and $CherrimHappy is true>>Asleep beside the door to the [[Auditorium]] is Cherrie, tuckered out from her interaction with you.<</if>><<if $tf is "Roserade" and $CherrimHappy is true>>Asleep beside the door to the [[Auditorium]] is Cherrie, tuckered out from her interaction with you.<</if>> A more natural sight here is the obvious [[forest|Forest]] flanking your right. You'd have to walk for a bit off the beaten trail to get to it, though. <<if $tf is "human">>[[Go back into the hallway.|East Wing]] <<else>>The door to the hallway won't seem to budge...<</if>>

!!!Graveyard

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The first thing you realize as you come to is that everything feels...//soft//. You're laying on something soft, and your skin feels fuzzy. //Furry//, even. But still //soft//, especially around your chest. You open your eyes, the familiar purple of the mansion walls surrounding you. Ugh...how long have I been asleep? You realize you're in a bedroom. As you try to sit up, a quick pain flows through your head, which brings you back to lying down within the comfortable duvet bedsheets. Wait, how did I end up in this room? You remember being in the basement...and you thought you were playing some game? But that would be unusual. After all, //Mistress doesn't ever send you down there...//right? Confused, you remove the bedsheets to get a look at the <<linkappend "rest of your body.">> <img src="img/lucario.jpeg" width="500" height="500" alt="Lucario"> You take a moment to stare at your big breasts encased in a maid outfit, rising and falling with your breath. You also wiggle your toes, enjoying the silky feel of your stockings. "Nothing unusual here...//wait!//" You gasp, "where's my skirt?!" Your face becomes flushed as you stare at your panties, unobstructed by their usual garment. You quickly get up and scan the room, finding the skirt tossed aside into a corner. //Phew.// You feel relieved as you put it on. "I'm still on shift! I wouldn't want Telma to catch me slacking off..." Smoothing out your skirt, you take another look at yourself in [[uniform.|GlitchWake2]]<</linkappend>>

Nothing jumps out at you as strange as you stare at your furry blue arms. You then run your black paws over your small waist and flared hips, feeling more comfortable as you encounter those familiar curves. While you can't say for sure if your head has changed, you certainly feel as though it hasn't; you'd never mistake that rounded snout and those large, pointed ears as belonging to anyone but yourself. The hair-like appendages hanging from your head don't feel any longer, either. Your breasts are big, but...were they always THIS big? You pull your top up and feel their weight, paying extra attention to how the cream-colored fur easily surpasses the spike jutting out from your chest. <img src="img/lucario2.jpeg" width="500" height="500" alt="Lucario"> ...yeah, the size feels right, I think...mmmm. You manage to put aside the urge to feel yourself up. You still have your long blue tail directly above your supple ass, and patting gently over your crotch just reminds you of the mound you've always had. I think all my body parts are on straight. So...how about this? Curling your paws into fists, you can feel energy being focused into them as a blue, steam-like outline starts to appear. Good, no issues with my aura... Feeling slightly reassured, you turn your attention back to your job. "I kind of forgot what Mistress wanted me to do...maybe I should check in with her." With your improved confidence, you decide to [[head out.|Foyer][$tf to "Lucario"]]

!!!Office of the Mistress <<if $tf is "human">><img src="img/mistress2.jpg" width="413" height="500" /> "It's good to see you again, traveller. Any burning questions?" <<linkappend "What's the deal with the Gothitelle in the foyer?">> "Ah, Telma was one of the first travellers to make their way here. She had an extremely shy personality at first- she would refuse to leave my side or interact with the others. Eventually she softened up, but determined that her calling was to remain by my side...who am I to deny her destiny? So I gave her that form, and while she is still quite quiet, her hospitable nature shines through to all who meet her. I'm sure you've seen this for yourself." <<set $TelmaName to true>> <<linkappend "And she- Telma- said that you made this place?">> "'Made' is in some sense, correct...although it would make more sense to say I was merely someone who used their power to help accelerate the creation of this mansion. Telma overestimates my contribution to it; its development would have been inevitable, with or without my assistance. In return, I received this form," she gestures to her body, "as well as a complete understanding of my role in this dimension." <<linkappend "And that is...?">> "Simply put, to help travellers become what they were always meant to be, in spite of the constraints of genetics, and the circumstances of one's birth." <<linkappend "So...travellers were always meant to be some variation of a Pokémon?">> "I cannot say for sure, I'm afraid. There is still much I do not know about the mansion's mysterious workings...perhaps it is simply a pleasing form with the potential for many different abilities and lifestyles that a traveller such as yourself may be interested in. At the very least, I can tell you that I am perfectly content to look this way. I hope that wherever you end up, you will feel the same."<</linkappend>><</linkappend>><</linkappend>><</linkappend>> <<linkappend "You mentioned I was the first human in centuries. How often do people end up here?">> "Well, I would say the time between you and the last human is a pretty consistent pattern I've observed since my time here. So, about every 200 years, although we did once experience an 800 year gap!" <<linkappend "That's...a really long time.">> "Oh, not at all! You see, time works quite differently in this plane of reality. I mentioned time in terms of the way humans keep track of it, but truthfully, once someone has fully...acclimated to this mansion, another traveller soon arrives. Such is the whim of this archaic structure. Although in terms of absolute number, I suppose you could say that there have only been several dozen humans throughout time who have made their way here. But that is to be expected when there exists so many species across the universe to choose from..." <<linkappend "Other species? You mean...Pokémon?">> She chuckles. "No, I mean those that you might liken to...aliens. Most here were once part of some intelligent, extraterrestrial race, before they gave up their old lives. Humans are only a small subset of the galactic population, and that was certainly represented in the makeup of our travellers."<</linkappend>><</linkappend>><</linkappend>><<silently>><<linkappend "Any recommendations on what to do?">> "Well dear, I would be hesitant to force your fate in any particular direction...that being said, perhaps it was meant for you to ask me for guidance all along." You note a twinkle in her eye and a small smirk. "There is a Magnemite looking for volunteers for some innovative experiment of hers." She closes her eyes for a moment, her focus intense before looking back at you. "I've just told her to expect you. The room can be found in the West Wing. Have fun~"<<set $ChamberKey to true>><</linkappend>><</silently>> [[Leave the office.|Second Floor]]<</if>><<if $tf is "Lucario">><img src="img/mistress3.jpg" width="500" height="500" /> "Ah...there you are, traveller. Or should I say, Lucy?" The Mistress's immediate response as you enter catches you off guard, only hearing her call out your name. "M-mistress! Were you...expecting me? Did I do something wrong?" Your body quivers slightly. "My sweet Lucario...no, you have done nothing wrong." An obvious frown is plastered on her face. "If anyone has done something wrong, it would be me..." You're surprised to hear that- you've never known her to make a mistake! "Um, I'm not sure what you're talking about, but is there something I could do? I know you gave me this maid job, and I want to do my very best, ma'am!" Your plucky spirit makes your boss laugh. "Yes, I suppose I did give you this job. Or perhaps the mansion //willed// it so- but enough about that. Let's take a moment to chat in my chambers, shall we?" She turns make her way towards a small side room as you [[follow.|MistressBedroom]]<</if>>

Making your way inside, you hear a mechanical whirring as the doors shut behind you. For a moment you worry about being left to die in complete darkness, but that fear quickly dissipates as a calm blue lights up every wall- followed by 'loading' text appearing on each surface. Soon enough the lower half of the room takes on a shade of green as details start to fill in, this time projecting out of the ground. You're able to watch in awe as hyper-realistic grass covers your feet, a perfect replica right down to the sensation and sounds as you start walking around. You quickly discover the limits of the projection once you bump into an invisible wall. You start to wonder whether this is all the room has to offer, but suddenly an electronic noise shifts your attention to a certain area; two floating blue hands have appeared out of nowhere. They do a quick wave at you, as you respond with your own half-hearted attempt. One glove scurries up to your head, rubbing it playfully as if to reward you for some unknown good deed. You feel a relaxing tingle as it moves down the back of your head with a gentle caress. "You did so well on that last battle, Sylvie!" A voice calls out, seemingly in front of you, but you find no source as you swivel your head. You look behind you, then turn back-//whoa!// You're startled by the sudden appearance of a woman in front of you. The once floating hands become her hands, switching between petting you and taking a moment to stare at you lovingly. A memory forms- it's your Trainer. <<linkappend "//Valerie.//">> <img src="img/valerie.jpg" width="500" height="500"/> Your heart races as you stare at your beautiful Trainer...and you do your best to keep your eyes away from her generous cleavage. "My good boy deserves a reward, doesn't he?" Valerie coos as she shows you her palm, revealing a pink, very tasty-looking treat. Her hand lightly brushes against your chin, encouraging you to take a bite. Well, don't mind if I do... The texture and flavor exceed all expectations, and you quickly chow down the rest of the snack. It's only after you finish the last morsel that you notice the slight quickening in your heart rate and the tightness in your underwear. Your trainer breifly disappears, real hands becoming sentient gloves once again, zooming to your boxers and yanking them down without hesitation before they completely disappear into the landscape, allowing you to see your dick spring straight outward, fully erect. "What the-mphh!" not a second after your mouth opens does another sweet get shoved inside- chocolate, this time. The petting by the first glove resumes, travelling further down your back. But more important now is the increasing discomfort from your penis as it somehow gets harder, and your desire to stick it in something warm and tight rapidly builds. You don't know whether it's the treats or something strange with the simulation, but you realize your body is quickly becoming more sensitive, as each brush against your skin by the hands make you shudder pleasurably, dick twitching simultaneously. You decide to close your eyes for a bit and enjoy the feeling. Goosebumps come with the petting, but for some reason the feeling doesn't go away...rather, you get used to a new feeling, a new state of being. When you open your eyes again, you see fur has overtaken your entire body: mostly cream-colored, but a cute shade of pink surrounds your hands and feet. The chilliness of the simulation room no longer registers with you. Only now, as the hands work overtime rubbing all over your fur, do you notice that your cock's appearance has changed radically from a moment ago, increasing in size and girth while your scrotum has gotten decidedly furrier. You're so distracted by the pleasurable rubbing, you don't think much of it when you drop to all fours. The hands' next destination is your ears, providing you with a gentle massage. Over the next minute, you realize you hear the humming of the electronic equipment much more acutely, your hearing having become better fine-tuned. Once the gloves move on and you try wiggling your ears, you find that not only are they much longer, but their placement has moved higher on your head. "You're such a good boy! Aren't you?!" Valerie tells you. Gloves flicker, with flashes of your Trainer appearing instead. Hands caressing your back. Gloves gliding over your growing rear. Your tail wags with excitement. //I am!// You want to shout. //I// am //a good boy!// So you open your mouth, and shout: "Sylveon! ...Sylveon? S-Sylveon!" You're startled, as your mouth moves to say the right words but you know that Valerie can only hear your name. In a //very// high-pitched, //very// feminine register at that. "Sylveon~!" It's positively //saccharine//. But why do you sound so girly? You //are// a boy, right? A boy with a large, jiggling ass being caressed by one of those loving hands. A boy with soft skin and feminine face. A boy with thin arms. If you're a boy, you're certainly the cutest one around! And Valerie knows it! //Wag wag wag.// <img src="img/sylveon.jpg" width="500" height="500"/> [[Good boy...|SylveonTF]]<</linkappend>>

Nearing the edge of the cliff, you find yourself unable to look away from the wide-open sky and sea before you. A Pelipper flies in your peripheral vision. It takes you a full minute before you focus on looking for a set of stairs, which you find hidden under a bush. The resemblance to Sharpedo is easier to see inside the formation, jagged edges of the cliffside that resemble teeth more visible from here. The view from outside appears just as good from this spot, too. Honestly, if this what I get to see every day? I wouldn't mind living here... Materials-wise, nothing much is here beyond some barrels, a small fountain, and a straw bed. <<if $tf is "Sceptile">>You're tempted to take a quick [[nap|Blaziken]] while you're here.<</if>> [[Return to Treasure Town.|Treasure Town]]

You lay on your stomach as you get comfortable in the straw bed, head resting on your arms, your body facing the open cliff so you can keep watching the waves and clouds move. Your eyelids getting closer and closer together, until finally you slip into the realm of dreams. <hr> Some time later, you open your eyes and give a modest yawn. Feeling groggy, you stretch out your limbs. "Did you have a nice rest?" you hear from someone behind you. "Aaah!" You yell, quickly flipping over to see a muscular Blaziken hovering over you. His cock is standing at attention, and when you blush and try to look at his face instead, he gives off a smirk that you find...oddly endearing? <img src="img/blaziken.jpg" width="434" height="640" alt="Blaziken"/> The Blaziken whistles. "It's not everyday I walk into my home and find a hottie like you laying around. Especially not one with an ass like that!" Don't just sit there! Say something! "H-how long have you been standing there?" "I just got here, I swear!" You raise an eyebrow. "Okay, so maybe ten minutes, but that's not so bad, is it? I need to appreciate the view when I can..." As you see his gaze locked onto your pussy, you scramble to grab some straw and toss it over yourself in the hopes of appearing more decent. The Blaziken just chuckles. "Relax, babe. I'm not gonna pounce on ya. I mean, unless you're into that..." Your find your eyes darting over to his erect member once again before you respond. "Um, n-no thanks!" You stand up quickly and head for the stairs. "I'll just be leaving-" "Wait!" He grabs your arm, and you turn to see the most serious look from him thus far. "I'd love to have you join my team." "Your...exploration team?" "What else? I've been looking for some new partners for a while, and you seem like a strong, capable woman to me. Shy, but capable." Although you're pretty sure he's just trying to butter you up, the complement still manages to make your heart flutter. You guess it can't hurt, right? Sure, he seems like a perv, but he hasn't actually done anything to harm you. You'll need some friends in this new world anyways, and you'd love to keep sleeping here. "I guess I'll give it a shot, er-" "Ken's the name, sweetheart." the Blaziken goes back to his smirk. "I promise you, you won't regret this- we'll be a top tier team in no time!" He gives a double fist pump. Entertained by his enthusiasm, you find it easy to [[shake his hand.|ScepEND]]

!!!!6 months later... "S-shouldn't we finish today's missions first, Ken?" Leaning against a tree for support, your heart beats with anticipation as you feel your partner's cock poking against your entrance. "Aw, don't worry about it, Sceppie!" Ken reassures you as he fondles your butt. "It's all item collecting today, no one's in danger." "W-well...in that case, I guess it's not that big a-deal! Your shriek of surprise becomes a moan as Ken impatiently shoves his dick into your snatch. Upon joining Ken's team, he had to show you the ropes of exploring, which he seemed all too eager to do. His brash confidence and flirting eventually took its toll on you, as you gave into the feelings of your new body and got more daring over time. And now, as you think back on Ken's words when you first met him, you realize you could definitely take on more missions if Ken wasn't so insistent on the frequent fucking. Then maybe we would've actually become a top tier team by now, a household name! Not some unknown greenhorns who- "Ungh!" Your tongue lolls out as you embrace the overwhelming pleasure spreading throughout your body, a result of Ken slamming into you after having backed out a bit. <img src="img/sceptile.jpg" width="480" height="640" alt="Sceptile" /> On second thought, maybe waiting a bit for fame isn't so bad... <hr><img src="img/SPRITE/sceptileSPRITE.png" style="vertical-align: middle;"/>''Ending 1:'' Who Came First, the Chicken or You?<<set memorize("PMsceptile", true)>>

You remember this beach as the location where the the second Mystery Dungeon game begins. A lovely sunset greets you as you walk onto the sand, enjoying the nice soft surface beneath you. Rock formations are scattered around the place, and you see a few Krabby lounging nearby. The waves gently arrive upon the shore, and as you walk forward you take a moment to feel the water splash against your legs. This just might be paradise. There's a cave nearby, and you briefly wonder what loot might be inside before shaking your head. I'm not ready to try a dungeon yet...I don't even have a teammate! <<if $ScepStone is true and $tf isnot "Mega Sceptile">> Something glistening in the sand catches your eye. Walking over, you notice the familiar green hue and round shape. It's the Sceptilite you picked up earlier! How'd that stone end up here? But a more pressing consideration is whether you want to [[use it|MegaScep]]. After all, life has gotten pretty weird for you already... <</if>> [[Return to Treasure Town.|Treasure Town]]

The narrow passageway you travel makes you feel a bit claustrophobic, but it only takes a couple of turns around corners to see another room. You notice a bunch of loot scattered around the place, but more importantly...the stairs! Getting on all fours, you make a dash for the exit, but immediately come to regret your decision once a Raticate jumps out from nowhere, ready to fight. You briefly consider trying to use an attack (however that works), but that idea fizzles out once you see another Raticate jump out. And an Ekans. And a Zubat. And a few others. All advancing towards your position. It's a Monster House! You try to turn around, only to find <<if $eastExplore is true>>that Quagsire you encountered earlier followed you through the passageway!<<else>>a Quagsire blocking your way back!<</if>> Now you're stuck and surrounded. As they get closer, your main thought is to cower in fear. Someone...please help me... [[''Don't lay a paw on my little sister!!''|TyRescue]]

Before you can look for the source of the deep yet feminine voice, you feel the room overtaken by a blast of heat. A minor nuisance to your adapted body, but suddenly all the other Pokémon seem to be taking damage! Most of them go down in one hit, but you notice the Quagsire continues heading straight for you. Then, you see a startled look on its face as it falls face-first into the ground, someone having tackled it from behind. At first you don't recognize her, but when she gets a little closer, something clicks in your head. "Big sis!" You run up and jump into the Typhlosion's arms, only able to wrap around a third of her body. She holds it for a bit, then puts you down and gives you a stern look. "What did I tell you about exploring a dungeon solo?" You shamefully avoid her gaze. "I'm sorry...I just wanted to prove I could be strong like you!" "It's okay to want to be strong, but not stupid. We can be tough as a team, alright?" You nod. Your sister kneels down and puts a paw on your back. "Good. Now..." she gives you a mischievous look, "How about we get home and have some fun?" You blush for a moment, but then nod again and smile, [[excited to leave.|QuilavaEND]]

<<if $tf is "human">>The sunlight is quickly scattered by the many tall trees you find yourself under. Unlike the rest of this garden, most of the greenery in this particular space looks rather orange, as they would look during the fall. Maybe they're artificial? But they don't look like it... You also see a walking trail you can follow, an obvious sign of development that contrasts the otherwise natural setting. It appears to end at the top of a hill, going beyond some of the taller trees and past your line of sight. <<if $ScizorIntro is true>>You now know that a Scizor named [[Scindra|Scizor]] is standing up there.<<else>>You can try [[walking the trail|Scizor]] to see what lies at the end.<</if>> The only other apparent option would be to dash headfirst [[deeper into the forest|Forest Maze][$FMaze to 0]]. But without any guidance, you're sure you'd get lost pretty quickly... [[Leave the forest.|Botanical Garden]]<</if>><<if $tf is "Roselia" or $tf is "Roserade">>The sunlight is quickly scattered by the many tall trees you find yourself under. Unlike the rest of this garden, most of the greenery in this particular space looks rather orange, as they would look during the fall. You also see a walking trail you can follow, an obvious sign of development that contrasts the otherwise natural setting. It appears to end at the top of a hill, going beyond some of the taller trees and past your line of sight. Based on your previous interactions with her, it's likely that [[Scindra|Scizor]] is standing up there. Certainly, you could always head [[deeper into the forest|Forest Maze][$FMaze to 0]]. [[Leave the forest.|Botanical Garden]]<</if>><<if $tf is "Vespiquen">><<if $mentalVesp isnot true>>The sunlight is quickly scattered by the many tall trees you find yourself under. Unlike the rest of this garden, most of the greenery in this particular space looks rather orange, as they would look during the fall. Maybe they're artificial? But they don't look like it... You also see a walking trail you can follow, an obvious sign of development that contrasts the otherwise natural setting. It appears to end at the top of a hill, going beyond some of the taller trees and past your line of sight. <<if $ScizorIntro is true>>You now know that a Scizor named [[Scindra|BuzzBlock]] is standing up there.<<else>>You can try [[walking the trail|BuzzBlock]] to see what lies at the end.<</if>><<else>>The sunlight is quickly scattered by the many tall trees you find yourself under. Unlike the rest of this garden, most of the greenery in this particular space looks rather orange, as they would look during the fall. Maybe they're artificial? But they don't look like it... You also see a walking trail you can follow, an obvious sign of development that contrasts the otherwise natural setting. It appears to end at the top of a hill, going beyond some of the taller trees and past your line of sight. <<if $ScizorIntro is true>>You now know that a Scizor named [[Scindra|Scizor]] is standing up there.<<else>>You can try [[following the trail|Scizor]] to see what lies at the end.<</if>><</if>> [[Head to the maze junction.|Forest Maze]] [[Leave the forest.|Botanical Garden]]<</if>>

You enter to find a room pained in dark violet, which would make it very hard to navigate were it not for the hanging lights just above your head. The red carpet just outside the room has become a pleasing purple, and you follow it around a wall as it leads you to a room with distictly gothic furniture. At the end of the room are several steps that lead up to a singular sofa, its back facing you. As you approach the sofa turns, and you're left staring at a Mismagius wearing a spicy black corset and thong, highlighting her delicious curves. <img src="img/mistress.jpg" width="500" height="484" /> "Welcome to our humble mansion, traveller. I'm glad to have someone new in our midst." "Uh...no problem?" You're still getting used to the reality of this place, and as such you're unsure of what to say. "I must say, it has been a while since one of your species has arrived here...several centuries, in fact. I'm sure you're excited to get a look around the place, so I'll make myself quick. I am Mistress Misma, the owner of this mansion. Well.." her hand goes to her chin as she thinks. "Perhaps 'owner' is incorrect...I am more like a groundskeeper, keeping watch as this building works its magic. "Some come here for pleasure, others come as a way to escape their old lives. I'm not sure which of these led you here, but suffice it to say, something in your heart and soul wanted this. There was a time where I thought simple shelter was reason enough, but I eventually realized those individuals who claimed that to be the reason always had a deeper desire within..." "I mean...I just kinda wanted shelter from the rain," you reply. "The mansion is never wrong," Misma states flatly. "Even if you do not understand it, your subconscious clearly asked for it. But enough about that," she waves her hand dismissively. "I'm not here to force you to confront your desires; you must do that yourself. I suggest you take a look around the place for yourself. You may make new friends, a new life for yourself...who knows? But feel free to approach me again if the mansion's eccentricities leave you with burning questions." "I appreciate it, uh, Mistress?" you say, unsure how to address her. "That or 'Misma' are both fine. Oh, before you leave, take this." Rita gestures to a table on her left, a backpack sitting on top of it. "You might find it useful for taking a few souvenirs from some of the rooms." As you take the backpack, you thank her one last time. She gives you a pleasant smile- the first you've seen from her thus far- before returning to a comfortable resting position on her sofa. "Enjoy yourself..." <<set $mistressIntro to true>><<set $tf to "human">> [[Leave the office.|Second Floor]]

Walking into the living room, you start making a mad dash for the front door. Are my paws going to be able to turn the doorknob? I don't know, but I need to try! Unfortunately, a sound to your left stops you in your tracks. "Oh, up already, Delia? How are you feeling?" As you see your trainer, your snatch heats up and all thoughts evacuate your mind except for one: I need him to fuck me. "Oh, I'm feeling just fine, Darling! Especially now that you're here with me..." you say, knowing full well he can't understand your flirty tone. You jump onto the couch with him, where he begins to pet you. While you enter a state of bliss, your mind still itches for more. "If you could just brush your hand against my nipples- or give them a little pinch- that would be just wonderful, honey..." "You sure seem relaxed, don't you, girl?" He says as your push your head into his hand. "Relaxed? Would you call my insatiable craving for cock 'relaxing'?" Sometimes you think about how much easier propositioning him would be if he spoke your language...but then again, actions speak louder than words! Momentarily lost in your thoughts, you failed to realize the petting had stopped. He had shifted his attention to a handheld game he took from a nearby table. "Sorry Delia, let me just clear this dungeon first and then I'll keep petting you, okay?" "Hmph," you pouted, "that better be some serious heavy petting if you want to make up for neglecting your queen!" Placing your forelimbs on his shoulder, you see your trainer appears to be playing a game with Pokémon in it. Whatever it is, you can see a Delcatty on the screen, also named "Delia." My my, is he playing as me? Cute. But why do that when the real deal's right next to him? But you've got growing concerns- in particular, that warmth between your thighs that's getting harder to ignore. [[Time to be a little more upfront.|DelSeduce]]

After letting your tail lovingly follow the underside of his chin, you jump back off the couch and try nuzzling his groin to see if that gets his attention. "Dammit, Delia! What are you-" Now you switch to headbutting his groin repeatedly. Come on, you dunce! You must be sensing my lust by now! "Wait...are you in heat again?" You nod vigorously. "Yes, Darling, yes! Finally, using that head of yours! Now, use your other one and fuck me, already!" If your obviously lewd behavior doesn't get through to him, you hope your cries of exasperation will. "Well...I mean..." he sighs as he slowly gets up from the couch. "Alright, fine, Delia. ONE last time. But tomorrow we're finding you a nice male Pokémon to take care of you, okay?" "Of course, after tonight!" You grin as you remember all the previous times he's made that claim, and how you've managed to sabotage each and every one of his plans. I'm sincerely sorry, Darling...but I'm afraid no other prick will do! You guide your trainer to the bedroom, all the while staring straight into his wondrous blue eyes. As you reach the bed, you spring on to the bed and immediately present yourself to him, ass hoisted up into the air. "Come now, Darling! Your Pokémon's ready and willing~" Turning your head to face him, you find yourself giving him bedroom eyes. Or at least, the best imitation of bedroom eyes a Delcatty can give. "Yeesh, just give a guy a minute, will you?" He says while undoing his belt and dropping his pants and briefs. As that all-too-familiar, very erect fuckstick springs into view, you feel the tiniest bit of drool at the corner of your mouth. It's been two days since he shot a load...those balls must be teeming with seed, just waiting to burst! You should know, considering you always keep your ears to the wall to hear him masturbate. And you wouldn't dare let him get close to any of those human whores he calls friends. He's mine. Now and always... You tense up a bit as he lines his cock with your snatch, but you quickly feel a sense of relief as he makes his way inside you. Fuck...this is all I wanted... Your partner doesn't seem to be showing the same enthusiasm, however, as he slowly works his way in and out. "You're okay, Delia? I'm not...urgh...hurting you, right?" You sigh, rolling your eyes playfully. "Such a worrywart...leave it to the woman to do all the work..." You wrap your tail around your Trainer's dick, getting him to start moving faster. "O-oh...I guess that's a no-gasp!" He says while reacting to a particularly forcefull pull from your tail deep into your cunt. As a sensation of pleasure hits you in waves, you reach a higher state of bliss as your trainer decides to rub a hand under your body, repeatedly brushing against your nipples. Yes, yes! Just like that! Once you get tired of craning your neck to look lovingly into your Trainer's eyes, you decide to switch it up by flipping yourself over onto the bed, showcasing everything to him with your legs splayed. He easily adapts to the new position, using his strong hands to caress the sides of your body while continuing to ram his hips against your haunches. A few minutes of slamming against your vaginal walls go by, and then you hear your trainer say something beyond various grunting sounds. "Delia...I'm about to-" Ooh! Time for [[my favorite part~|DelcattyEND]]

Using your hind legs, you nudge your partner at the hips just enough to make him take a step back, at the same time making sure that his cock is no longer inside you. Let it all out, Darling! Show me how much you love me! As he finally blows his load, you shudder with pleasure from his warm seed coating your entire body, and revel in the feeling for a moment. Then, you scoop up a glob of his precious cum, holding it up to your tongue. It's just as tasty as you remember it. <img src="img/delcatty.jpg"/> "Man Delia, you'll really need a bath now...I'll probably have to clean the bedsheets again, too..." You jump off the bed as an especially devious idea strikes you. With semen still dripping down various parts of your body, you rush to your trainer's legs and rub your head against them. A normally innocuous and adorable gesture, but coming from you, well... "Delia! What the hell?" he takes a long sigh..."You just had to get me dirty too, didn't you?" "Oh my! Looks like you'll need to be cleaned too, Darling...how about we shower together, then? Then afterwards you can finish me off!" Hmm...or perhaps I should maintain this look? You think about how visitors would react to seeing your Trainer standing next to his Delcatty, matted fur and dried cum-stains visible from a mile away. That would certainly help to keep the hussies away! Despite the communication barrier, the way face contorts during your lewd imaginings tells your Trainer everything he needs to know. You finally see a wicked smile on his face to match your own. "You naughty girl...what am I going to do with you?" Hopefully? Everything. <hr><img src="img/SPRITE/delcattySPRITE.png" style="vertical-align: middle;"/>Ending 4: Curiosity Creamed the Cat<<set memorize("PMdelcatty", true)>>

<img src="img/sunflora.jpg" width="480" height="640" alt="Cherrim" /> <<if $tf is "human">> You walk up to the stage as you stare at the Sunflora, a look of absolute delight on her face as she moves around the stripper pole. She goes through several erotic twists and turns of her body, frequently brushing her lower lips against the humanoid mannequin beneath her. "Hope you're enjoying the show, mister! It's not often we get an actual human around these parts!" <</if>><<if $tf is "Roselia">> You've barely been off stage for that long, and already Sunny is back onstage with her usual routine. While her height difference prevents her from having the 'shortstack' look you're famous for, you do respect how well she owns her shapely figure. She quickly catches you staring. "Oh, Miss Rosie! You had a mighty fine performance, as usual." "Dear, I'm just impressed how quickly you get back to work. I'm so glad you and the rest of the crew are keeping the crowd busy when I'm off. I hope I'm not imposing too much..." "That's quite alright, ma'am!" You chucked at her deference to your seniority. "I love my job, so you just leave it to me. I'm glad to keep the crowd all nice and warmed up for ya whenever you get back!"<</if>><<if $tf is "Roserade">> Sunny's been onstage while you've been away, keeping the stage warm for you. While her height difference prevents her from having the 'shortstack' look you're famous for, you do respect how well she owns her shapely figure. "Why, Miss Rosie, you've evolved? What a surprise!" she says while looking over your new body. "I can't even imagine how full the crowds'll get now, wanting a peek at the new and improved main act!" "Now that you mention it Sunny, I never really considered the effect evolution might have on my show..." Since you were no longer chaste, you wondered how long it would be before you'd be getting paid after shows for private dances.... "Well honey, I'm sure when you're as popular as THE Rosie, those kinds of questions don't tend to come up very often. You'll rake in the money either way! Now, not another word! This is your break time, after all!" You grin and nod.<</if>> [[Return to the Auditorium.|Auditorium]]

<<if $mentalVesp isnot true>>Within this hive is a bustling community of hard-workers, and you revel in what you consider an impressive feat of insect engineering. Beedrill are shuffling inside, headed to empty cells while coated in pollen. Several of them salute you as they pass by, with one even bringing you some nectar to quench your thirst. "Thank you." "Anything for my Queen." Your positive impression of this place is brought down by the reminder that an entire other gender of Beedrill also live here. It's no coincidence that every time you notice a colonist invading your personal space, it turns out to be a drone. Very single-minded drones, at that. "MATE WITH ME, MY QUEEN bzzt" "I NEED bzzt RELEASE, YOUR MAJESTY" Each time, you put on your best angry face and they back away instantly. These drones seem to still have some sense in them...for now. I hope the lost ones I'm looking for aren't feisty. A golden throne sits in the center of the hive on a raised platform, providing an excellent vantage point of every worker and drone. You try sitting on it for a bit, and find it to be surprisingly comfortable for how rigid the structure looks. Watching the rest of the colony taking glances at you from their workstations is a bit unnerving, however. Despite the fact that every worker bee looks identical, your mind is able to pick out your attendant, Bea, from the rest of the crowd. She's currently watching you from a distance, though you're not sure if it's for safety reasons or just to be ready to wait on you at a moment's notice. You could easily [[call her|BeedrillTalk]] over. <<if $mentalVesp is false>><<if $vespdrone1 isnot true and $vespdrone2 isnot true and $vespdrone3 isnot true>><<set $BuzzHunt to 0>><</if>><</if>> You look at the large [[exit|Forest Maze]] out of the beehive, where a pair of guards are posted. They simply salute as you approach without speaking a word. What, they're not going to insist to follow me? Hmph. Maybe I have more independence here than I thought.<<else>><img src="img/beedrill2.jpg" width="508" height="680" alt="Beedrill2" /> "It seems that all the drones have been accounted for, my Queen!" Bea greets you enthusiastically as you return to your new home. "Not to pry too much...but I hope at least one of them was well suited to your tastes!" "Unfortunately, I was quite disappointed in the selection," you reply. "If every male in the hive is as pushy and brainless as the last three, then I'm afraid I'm simply not interested in any of them." You can feel the urge to mate still within you- yet your willpower provides you with ample control over your choice of partner. Hmph. I refuse to let those dimwits anywhere near my womanhood. "Is that so?" your attendant asks, surprised by your lackluster response. "Well, I'm sure if you give some of the drones a chance, you may come to enjoy their company!" "I wish I could believe that. But just from looking through the crowd here, there doesn't seem to be much hope." You sigh as you stare at the simple minded Beedrill, wandering aimlessly through the hive without any sexual activities to engage in. "No, this won't do at all. I can make do without their seed. We'll just have to find some new role for the drones once I'm completely settled in." "But, your Majesty!" Bea pleads. "Surely you can't be suggesting a chaste life for yourself- The hive depends on your fertile womb!" "Bea," you state flatly while staring straight at her. "Are you questioning your Queen?" "N-no, my Queen!" You can see the surprise and newfound fear in Bea's eyes as you push your authority. She quickly adopts a kneeling position while avoiding eye contact. "Please forgive me for talking out of turn." You put a hand on her shoulder, now speaking with a more caring tone. "I understand your concern. I promise you, I will not turn my back on your people...our people. I simply need some time to come up with an optimal solution." Your attendant nods, her face looking hopeful once more. "Make sure to put some workers on drone watch- the last thing I want is to see another one loose in the forest." "At once, my Queen!" Bea stands up again, this time saluting you briefly before walking off to carry out your order. With thoughts about the future of the hive and your own life swirling in your head, you think a [[walk|Forest Maze]] is just what you need.<</if>>

<<if $SapTF is 1>>You bend down a bit to get your hand against the bump in the tree, sliding two fingers against it to coat them in the amber-like fluid. Bringing it to your mouth, you take a quick lick. It's got the slightest salty taste to it, but that's overwhelmed by the sweetness flooding your taste buds. Yep, that tastes like sap alright. You happily lick your fingers clean, grinning all the while.<</if>><<if $SapTF is 2>>You excitedly approach the small nodule, looking forward to another tasty snack. Like last time, you place a couple of fingers below it to become coated in sap, but soon realize that the fluid's flow has increased significantly. Instead, you cup your hands together to fill up a small pool of the sweet treat. As you bring it to your mouth and ingest, you feel hyper-aware of the way it slides down your throat. You're tempted to keep on drinking the sap, but you're shocked out of that idea after noticing a startling change to your body. Your skin color has become varying shades of green and yellow- the darkest hues spreading to your legs, the lightest around your arms and crotch. It's difficult to tell without a reflection, but looking at the skin just barely in your peripheral vision, your face has become yellow, too. The good news is that aside from the color, everything else about your body seems to be normal. You resolve to stop yourself from drinking any more sap. At least, for right now...<</if>><<if $SapTF is 3>>Your heart starts to race a bit as you approach the nodule. The last change was harmless, right? What's a little more sap going to do to me? You're just about to cup your hands when you notice something crucial- despite the sap spout having grown in size multiple times, for some reason the flow of sap is now almost nonexistent, with only a drop or two appearing after staring for quite some time. I didn't completely empty the tree...did I? You start worrying about not being able to satisfy your new craving- which is definitely the right word for your newfound love of the syrupy goodness from this tree. You're almost ready to start kicking the tree when out of nowhere, the knowledge for coaxing more sap out of it implants itself in your mind. So that's the trick, eh? Grasping the four-inch nodule with one hand, you slowly work your way up and down the woody structure, determined to get the rhythm just right. The small but thick branch almost seems to be hardening through your efforts. I think the sap's building up! Gradually, you pick up the pace with your rubbing as your vision locks onto the end of the spout, ready to chase after your prize the second it reveals itself. It only takes about a minute before the first spurt arrives, coming out of the nodule in a weighty heap. You move your hands in the right position to catch as much as possible, gasping when some manages to fly past them and hit the ground. More spurts come out, and you quickly realize your method is inefficient. Your mind defaults to the next best thing: immediately getting on your knees and moving your mouth over the spout. The rest of the spurts that come out add up to a decent total volume, only requiring a few gulps to keep up with the pace of release. Does it taste a little saltier this last time, or is it just me? you ponder before shrugging the thought off, content to finish the last bit of sap before standing back up. "Thought you could hide your treasure from me, huh? Silly tree!" you announce, feeling victorious in your latest sap-seeking session. What follows is a feeling of disappointment, as you come to the realization that the sap has ceased flowing once more. That feeling is short-lived as you look over your body in amazement, having changed significantly since last time. Your upper extremeties are now nearly paper-thin as they have become more plant-like, with leafy protrusions jutting out from parts of your forearms. Several leafy folds now envelop your torso, stopping just below your chest, which you now find slightly raised and extremely sensitive to the touch. You reflexively try placing a hand on your head in shock only to bump into your new yellow antennae- which you immediately move away from when you realize they're even more sensitive than your burgeoning breasts. Once you pat your crotch and realize your dick has gotten smaller, you become afraid at how far you've let yourself change just for some tasty sap. What's even scarier? You'd gladly transform yourself further just for another sip...<</if>><<if $SapTF is 4>>"Yay, time for some more delicious sap!" you announce to the forest with a rather high-pitched voice, immediately getting on your knees to make sure you don't waste a single drop when the time comes to collect your due. Each time you've returned, the tree has demanded more from you. So it's only natural to use your mouth this time, right? You slowly move your face closer to the spout, allowing the wooden point to gradually force your lips open- you're glad the surface is smooth to the touch, lest you get any splinters! You only get a couple of inches deep before you've hit your limit, with how wide the spout's grown since your first encounter not too long ago. You use your tongue to coat the tip in a nice layer of saliva, and you're glad to be rewarded with a little spurt of sap right off the bat. How could you have gone so long without being exposed to this succulent substance?! No- that's not right. You've been obsessed with the stuff ever since you were a little Sewaddle, inching your way around every redwood you could in the hopes of finding some of that ambrosia just happening to leak out from some bark. Even your regular diet of leaves was starting to lose its luster once you could find some reliable sources of syrup to go back to for every meal. By the time you evolved into a chubby little Swadloon, even your mother couldn't help but scold you. "Dear, you really should lay off the junk food. By the time you get older, it's all going to go to your thighs and your rear!" And as you take a moment to grope at the bulbous, jiggly insectoid abdomen behind you, a muffled giggle comes out of your mouth, now rhythmically taking in more of the phallic branch before retreating. Mom was totally right! Your parents warned you to stay away from sap, but once you became an adult you were //so// glad you didn't listen. Man, your bulky thighs...you just love wrapping them around a nice sturdy tree while getting your fill from a spout waaay up high! And not to brag, but my boobs aren't half bad either! You think as you take a hand to feel up a modest mammary...or at least you try to. You forgot about your paper-thin, leaf blade hands. Great for slicing through bark, not so great for gripping and groping. Oh well, your mouth can hold its own! You're so into your vigorous blowjob, you don't even realize at first how much woody length you've managed to take in. It's a good thing you got over that pesky little gag reflex so long ago! You suck on the tip of the spout, your gut telling you a big reward is coming your way. <img src="img/leavanny.jpeg" width="500" height="500" alt="Leavanny" /> Oh, wait! You feel something coming, is that-MmmMMmmM! The volume of syrup bursting forth from the spout is absolutely too much to handle. You start swallowing, but it's a futile attempt- it's starting to spill out of your mouth! But you've got a great idea...and so you take your lips off the branch, quickly standing to face the force of the sticky fluid head-on. You moan as sap is sprayed all over your body, from your face to your breasts and your pussy. And speaking of your snatch- "Oohh-OOH!" You gasp as your pussy walls clamp down, a surge of sexual fluid splashing onto your legs from all the excitement. Holy shit- did you just cum from only eating sap?! You don't remember the last time you had a high that good. It seems as though the deluge has finally stopped, unfortunately. But looking over your sap-plastered body, you're glad you've still got plenty of it to snack on for later! You take a moment to remove some that's stuck to your leafy hair-like projections- it didn't look very cute with the sap weighing it down. After smearing the extra onto your breasts, you take a moment to rest against the tree. <img src="img/leavanny2.jpeg" width="500" height="500" alt="Leavanny" /> You deliver a farewell kiss to the tip of the spout before you're on your way. "Thanks for the meal~"<</if>> <<if $SapTF lt 4>>[[Make your way back to the Forest.|Deep Forest]]<</if>><<if $SapTF is 4>>[[Make your way back to the Forest.|Deep Forest][$tf to "Leavanny"]]<</if>><<if $SapTF is 5>>[[Make your way back to the Forest.|LeavannyTrap]]<</if>>

<<if $tf is "human">>You spot several names as you walk by the doors in this hallway including one with 'Rosie', the name Viv mentioned earlier and the person you're currently 'imitating'. Her door is distanced further apart from the others. I'm guessing a much cozier living space? Apart from her, you see three other doors- one labelled 'Marcie', another 'Lil', and the rightmost one 'Sunny'. You can take a pretty good guess that one of them belongs to the Sunflora you witnessed onstage a moment ago. You could try sneaking into some of the rooms. Hell, I'm still holding onto that leaf and those roses...think it'll fool anyone?<</if>><<if $tf is "Roselia" or $tf is "Roserade">>This familiar hallway brings you just a door away from your own comfortable room, alongside the rooms of your coworkers. <</if>> [[Rosie's Room]] <<linkappend "Lil's Room">> You try the handle, but it won't budge.<</linkappend>> [[Marcie's Room]] <<linkappend "Sunny's Room">> You try the handle, but it doesn't seem to want to open.<</linkappend>> [[Return to Backstage.|Backstage]]

<<if $DustoxHappy isnot true>><img src="img/dustox.png" width="500" height="500" alt="Dustox" /><<else>><img src="img/dustox2.png" width="649" height="555" alt="Dustox 2" /><</if>> <<if $tf is "human">><<if $DustoxIntro isnot true>> "Oh, hey! Helloooo!" The Dustox calls out to you. "Uh...hi," you approach cautiously. "You alright there...uh..." "Dustin," he explains, "and phew, I am now! I was hoping someone would come on by soon enough!" If it wasn't already obvious, he gestures towards his red member dripping with precum. "Sorry...Dustin, was it? I don't really swing that way..." "Hey, I don't either, pal! But I've been like this for a few days and I'm getting desperate, here! So I don't care if you're a dude, man! I just need some quick release, ya know?" "Well, good luck with that..." You turn and begin walking away. "Fine, don't help a guy out, then. See if I care. I'd definitely do it for you if you needed it, but I see how it is!" Dustin shouts at you, unsatisfied.<</if>><<if $DustoxIntro is true>> "Hey, you're back!" Dustin has a look of hope on his face. "Change your mind about helping me out?" "Uh, no. Sorry..." "Pssh. Why're you even here, then?" Dustin seems disappointed.<</if>><<if $ForestMazeIntro is true>> <<linkappend "Hey, know anything about getting through the forest maze?">> "Oh, so now YOU want MY help, is that it, pal? You've got a lot of nerve, thinking you can just get something from me without doing me a favor first! No way I'll tell you what any of the five turns are!" "So there's five turns I need to make? Thanks for the info." "W-wait, you didn't know that already? Shoot...could've gotten a handjob out of that..."<<set $ForestHint1 to true>><</linkappend>><</if>> [[Go back to the trail.|Dirt Path][$DustoxIntro to true]]<</if>><<if $tf is "Lurantis">>"Hey, Mandy! How about a little help here?From this angle I can see you dripping like mad, so I know you need it, baby!" "Fuck off, Dustin," you shout, arousal driving you to further frustration. "I doubt I need any help from a tiny-dicked Dustox." "Hey, hey! I'll have you know it's quite sizable for my species, thank you very much!" "And yet you can't even grab it with your own hands..." "Yeah, it's the STUBS that are the problem, Mandy!" Dustin replies, wiggling his appendages around. "My dick's perfectly fine, okay?" You just roll your eyes. Why did I even get close to this weirdo? [[Return to the path.|Dirt Path]]<</if>><<if $tf is "Roselia">>"No way! Is that really THE Rosie I'm staring at right now?" The Dustox looks at you in awe. You smile appreciatively. "It certainly is! I'm always glad to meet fans of my show." "Wow..." the bug Pokemon says before suddenly looking at his erect member, and then back to you. "Oh! I had this before you showed up- I mean, er...sorry, this is pretty embarrassing..." You find the situation amusing. "Don't worry, dear! I've learned that it's best to be one with nature, and that includes a lack of clothing...don't worry about hiding anything from me. And in return-" you spin in place a few times, allowing him to get a good luck at the curves of your body. "I won't hide anything from you~" When you stop, you give him a moment to stare at your breasts before looking down and feigning shock. "Oh my!" you cry, readjusting the now out of place leaf to regain some modesty. "You are quite the lady, you know that, Miss Rosie? Man, what I'd do to get some hotdogging from those sweet cheeks of yours..." "Well, I'm afraid I have a strict 'look but don't touch' policy. But I'm sure a fan like yourself is fully aware of that?" "Uh, yeah. Yeah!" The Dustox nods eagerly. "You've already done plenty for me, Miss. I know you're a busty- er, BUSY woman, so I won't keep you waiting!" You smile. "I appreciate it very much." Giving a final wave, you turn back towards the [[dirt path,|Dirt Path][$RoseliaDustox to true]] making sure to swing your hips a bit more to give the Dustox one last show.<</if>><<if $tf is "Roserade" and $DustoxHappy isnot true>><<if $RoseliaDustox is true>>"Excuse me, miss? Would you mind-" The Dustox stares at you in shock as his eyes dart all over your body. "M-miss Rosie?! I almost didn't recognize you! You've really, uh, grown..." he says while focusing on your breasts. Your smile widens as you saunter right up to him. "Thanks for noticing, sweetheart. "You look like you're struggling. It must be just awful not to have the reach to keep your...demons, in check." "Oh, it's not really that much of an issue," the Dustox deflects. "It happens pretty often. Annoying as hell, but I wouldn't worry-" "Would you like some help?" you smirk while bending down, your chest a mere inch away from his body. Now the Bug-type is wide-eyed. "B-but I thought you said before-" "Sssshh," you put a flowery appendage up to his face, "that was the old me. I was such a tease back then, but not anymore...just inhale the aroma and relax." You could see his penis twitch, throb as he took a whiff of your hand-flower, a small pink cloud enveloping him. "Oh...Miss Rosie! This stuff is making me...ugh! My dick's starting to hurt, I really need some help!" "Of course you do, that's why I'm here~" You stood up, back turned to him. You began to fiddle with the cape attachment to your choker. "As I recall, you had a special request last time I met you...'hotdogging', I believe?" You turned your head to see him in awe, still not sure whether he's hit the jackpot or merely dreaming. He gives you a small nod. "So I was right. Well-" you say while tossing your cape aside, exposing your plush, jiggly rear to the Dustox. "I think that can be arranged." You grab your cheeks and squeeze to give a bit of a show, before pulling them to the side and allowing a comfortable grip around your partner's cock. The size difference makes it difficult to assess the success of your efforts- the dick is a little too small to get a good feel for. An encouraging moan eases your worries. Already lubricated by some precum, you find it easy to slide your ass up and down his member. I've never done this with a partner before...although it will prove very useful for my future career goals! "Are you doing alright, dear?" you ask. "T-this can't be real...no way! That ass...it's a dream come true!" Satisfied with his response, you keep up the movements, while varying up the speed from time to time. It's obvious that he had already been on the verge of orgasm, as it's not long before he shouts: "Rosie! Er, uh m-miss Rosie! I'm about to-!" A surprising load erupts from his penis, cum splattering all over your lower back- one burst shooting far enough to reach your shoulder blades! "Oh my, that's quite a lot of love to give for such a little guy," you tease. "It's a shame our species are incompatible...it would've been interesting to raise the children of such a virile male." "Buh..." the Dustox is both spent and speechless. "Cape..." he gestures weakly to the leafy garmet now crumpled beside you in the dirt. "Oh, that silly thing. Keep it as a memento," you wink. "It'll simply get in the way if I continue using it." You aim a hand at your back as a secretion slowly escapes from it. It manages to act as a quick cleanser, wiping most of the semen from your body. "Good as new! Now, I hope the rest of your day goes well, mister....?" "Du....Dustin...." he barely lets out, still panting. "Dustin. Farewell, friend!" you wave him off. A smile grows as you return to the [[dirt path|Dirt Path][$DustoxHappy to true]], hearing a faint "wow" behind you.<<else>>"Excuse me, miss? Would you mind-" The Dustox stares at you in shock as his eyes dart all over your body. "W-wow, you're gorgeous! Has anyone ever told you you look just like a famous celebrity?" he says while focusing on your breasts. Your smile widens as you saunter right up to him. "Thanks for the complement, sweetheart. "You look like you're struggling. It must be just awful not to have the reach to keep your...demons, in check." "Oh, it's not really that much of an issue," the Dustox deflects. "It happens pretty often. Annoying as hell, but I wouldn't worry-" "Would you like some help?" you smirk while bending down, your chest a mere inch away from his body. Now the Bug-type is wide-eyed. "Is this a prank? There's no way this could-" "Sssshh," you put a flowery appendage up to his face, "Don't think too hard. Just inhale the aroma and relax." You could see his penis twitch, throb as he took a whiff of your hand-flower, a small pink cloud enveloping him. "Oh...miss! This stuff is making me...ugh! My dick's starting to hurt, I really need some help!" "Of course you do, that's why I'm here! Now...any requests?" The shy Pokémon appears to mumble some words. "Once more time, dear?" You lean in close to hear him as he repeats himself. "Ooh, how naughty~" You stand up, back turned to the Dustox. You began to fiddle with the cape attachment to your choker. "So you'd like some hotdogging, then?" You turned your head to see him in awe, still not sure whether he's hit the jackpot or merely dreaming. He gives you a small nod. "Well-" you say while tossing your cape aside, exposing your plush, jiggly rear to the Dustox. "I think that can be arranged." You grab your cheeks and squeeze to give a bit of a show, before pulling them to the side and allowing a comfortable grip around your partner's cock. The size difference makes it difficult to assess the success of your efforts- the dick is a little too small to get a good feel for. An encouraging moan eases your worries. Already lubricated by some precum, you find it easy to slide your ass up and down his member. I've never done this with a partner before...although it will prove very useful for my future career goals! "Are you doing alright, dear?" you ask. "T-this can't be real...no way! That ass...it's a dream come true!" Satisfied with his response, you keep up the movements, while varying up the speed from time to time. It's obvious that he had already been on the verge of orgasm, as it's not long before he shouts: "Miss! Uh, m-miss? I'm about to-!" A surprising load erupts from his penis, cum splattering all over your lower back- one burst shooting far enough to reach your shoulder blades! "Oh my, that's quite a lot of love to give for such a little guy," you tease. "It's a shame our species are incompatible...it would've been interesting to raise the children of such a virile male." "Buh..." the Dustox is both spent and speechless. "Cape..." he gestures weakly to the leafy garmet now crumpled beside you in the dirt. "Oh, that silly thing. Keep it as a memento," you wink. "It'll simply get in the way if I continue using it." You aim a hand at your back as a secretion slowly escapes from it. It manages to act as a quick cleanser, wiping most of the semen from your body. "Good as new! Now, I hope the rest of your day goes well, mister....?" "Du....Dustin...." he barely lets out, still panting. "And...you?" "Rosie. Farewell, friend!" you wave him off. A smile grows as you return to the [[dirt path|Dirt Path][$DustoxHappy to true]], hearing a faint "Rosie?!" behind you.<</if>><</if>><<if $tf is "Roserade" and $DustoxHappy is true>>"Ooooh....Miss Rosie, you are out of this world..." My, he certainly seems content now... [[Go back to the trail.|Dirt Path]]<</if>><<if $tf is "Vespiquen">><<if $DustoxIntro isnot true>> "Excuse me, miss?" The Dustox wiggles frantically trying to get your attention. "I know it's a bit sudden, but I could really use some help here! I'd do it myself, but my stubby arms ain't any good!" "Just what I needed, another horny bug," you mutter. "Can't any of you males think with a different organ instead?!" "Whoa, lady! I didn't mean to start something here," the Dustox replies, startled a bit by your yell. "Just figured I'd shoot my shot, as it were. But you sound like you're in a real bind, miss. You, uh...wanna talk about it? I may not look it, but I'm quite a good listener..." "Really? After that introduction?" You take a second to massage your temples. "...you know what? Fine." You take a seat onto the dirt across from him. "You at least sound like you can carry a conversation..." The next twenty minutes or so are filled with your retelling of the day's events, including your own transformation. Surprisingly, the Dustox appears attentive the entire time, only piping up for additional context and the occasional supportive affirmation. Once you catch up to the present moment, you take a big sigh. "...so that's everything." "Wow, that's quite a situation you've got on your hands. To think you used to be human too- your life got really topsy-turvy all of a sudden!" You nod in agreement. "I didn't ask for this life...but I'm not sure I want to completely abandon it, either." "I'm sure you'll figure it out. You seem like a real capable sort- the kinda gal who always lands on her feet, you know?" "Thank you, Dustox." You give him a rare but genuine smile. "Believe it or not, I do feel a bit better." I just wish I could find a way to make everyone happy. "Call me Dustin! I'm not an expert on hive politics or anything, but my door's always open if you need a friend to talk to!" "Hmph. Just a friend?" You prod. "Absolutely, ma'am. Moth's honor!" He provides you with a stubby-armed salute. You don't know whether it was the conversation that just took place or your desperation to relieve some stress, but you were inclined to take his word for it. Maybe this bug wasn't just a pervy weirdo. Maybe you could build a lasting friendship with the guy. [[Maybe...|Dustox2]] <<else>> "Excuse me, miss?" Dustin wiggles frantically trying to get your attention. "I know it's a bit sudden, but I could really use some help here! I'd do it myself, but my stubby arms ain't any good!" "Just what I needed, another horny bug," you mutter. "Can't any of you males think with a different organ instead?!" "Whoa, lady! I didn't mean to start something here," the Dustox replies, startled a bit by your yell. "Just figured I'd shoot my shot, as it were. But you sound like you're in a real bind, miss. You, uh...wanna talk about it? I may not look it, but I'm quite a good listener..." "Really? After that introduction?" You take a second to massage your temples. "...you know what? Fine." You take a seat onto the dirt across from him. "You at least sound like you can carry a conversation..." The next twenty minutes or so are filled with your retelling of the day's events, including your own transformation. Surprisingly, the Dustox appears attentive the entire time, only piping up for additional context and the occasional supportive affirmation. Once you catch up to the present moment, you take a big sigh. "...so that's everything." "Wow, that's quite a situation you've got on your hands. To think you used to be human too- your life got really topsy-turvy all of a sudden! Oh, uh, sorry if I made a bad impression the first time we met. Heh..." He rubs the back of his head. You shrug. "It's fine. I've got a new life now, anyways. I didn't ask for it...but I'm not sure I want to completely abandon it, either." "I'm sure you'll figure it out. You seem like a real capable sort- the kinda gal who always lands on her feet, you know?" "Thank you, Dustin." You give him a rare but genuine smile. "Believe it or not, I do feel a bit better." I just wish I could find a way to make everyone happy. "Well, I'm not an expert on hive politics or anything, but my door's always open if you need a friend to talk to!" "Hmph. Just a friend?" You prod. "Absolutely, ma'am. Moth's honor!" He provides you with a stubby-armed salute. You don't know whether it was the conversation that just took place or your desperation to relieve some stress, but you were inclined to take his word for it. Maybe this bug wasn't just a pervy weirdo. Maybe you could build a lasting friendship with the guy. [[Maybe...|Dustox2]]<</if>><</if>>

<<if $tf is "human">>You're beginning to regret walking on this trail as you feel the dirt accumulating on your bare feet. Fortunately, you only end up travelling for a few minutes before you see the end of the trail and two points of interest. To your left is a stunning [[field of flowers|Flower Field]], surrounded by fencing. While one corner is near you, you figure the other corner parallel to the path you're on must be at least half a mile away. The full area of the field is much harder to discern, considering some of the very tall flowers that block your view of the rest of the border fence. At the very end of the track where dirt meets grass, <<if $DustoxIntro isnot true>>a lone [[Dustox]] rests<<else>>[[Dustin|Dustox]] the blue-balled Dustox is resting<</if>> against a rock. Of course, behind you is the path back to the [[greenhouse|Greenhouse]].<</if>><<if $tf is "Roselia" or $tf is "Roserade">>It's nice to feel dirt beneath your feet instead of the usual grass (and in the case of your workplace, tile). It doesn't take long before you see the sizable [[flower field|Flower Field]] on your left, the primary point of interest for travelling on this path. Although, you do notice a [[Dustox]] lying against a rock at the very end of the dirt. He seems quite fidgety. Of course, behind you is the path back to the [[greenhouse|Greenhouse]].<</if>><<if $tf is "Vespiquen">><<if $mentalVesp isnot true>>You're glad your new set of wings allows you to hover a bit off the ground, so you don't have to get your feet dirty on this old path. Oh wait...I don't have feet anymore. You sigh. To your left is a stunning [[field of flowers|Flower Field]], surrounded by fencing. While one corner is near you, you figure the other corner parallel to the path you're on must be at least half a mile away. The full area of the field is much harder to discern, considering some of the very tall flowers that block your view of the rest of the border fence. At the very end of the track where dirt meets grass, <<if $DustoxIntro isnot true>>a lone [[Dustox|BuzzBlock]] rests<<else>>[[Dustin|BuzzBlock]] the blue-balled Dustox is resting<</if>> against a rock.<<else>>You're glad your new set of wings allows you to hover a bit off the ground, so you don't have to get your feet dirty on this old path. Oh wait...I don't have feet anymore. You sigh. To your left is a stunning [[field of flowers|Flower Field]], surrounded by fencing. While one corner is near you, you figure the other corner parallel to the path you're on must be at least half a mile away. The full area of the field is much harder to discern, considering some of the very tall flowers that block your view of the rest of the border fence. At the very end of the track where dirt meets grass, <<if $DustoxIntro isnot true>>a lone [[Dustox]] rests<<else>>[[Dustin|Dustox]] the blue-balled Dustox is resting<</if>> against a rock.<</if>> Behind you is the path back to the [[greenhouse|Greenhouse]].<</if>>

In this field with a vast array of flowers, you see sectioned off plots of land that each contain a particular type of plant. One field contains a beautiful assortment of roses of varying shades, from the classic reds to unusual greens. As you walk alongside it, you notice that the stems seem to be stretching further and getting thicker, leading to flowers that grow larger and larger in size, until you reach roses that easily surpass your hands. In one patch lies a plot of roses- the left half purple, the right half black- that look especially stunning with the way the sun light bounces off their petals. <<if $roseliaRoses isnot true and $tf is "human">><<if $RosieDisguise is true>>"I guess these are the roses Viv told me about." You think that [[plucking a pair|Flower Field][$roseliaRoses to true]] for later may be useful in getting past that Cherrim.<</if>><<else>><<if $tf is "human">>The once square plot of purple and black roses now has a small area of empty soil thanks to your pilfering.<</if>><</if>><<if $tf is "Roselia" or $tf is "Roserade">>Strangely, one part of this plot is irregular due to some missing roses. Could someone have plucked them?<</if>><<if $tf is "Roselia" or $tf is "Roserade">> "What a shame, such a spendid sight ruined by someone's greed. I'll need to plant more seeds when I get the opportunity..."<</if>> Walking further down the field requires you to push your way past tall stalks of <<if $BuzzHunt gte 0 and $vespdrone1 isnot true>><<link "sunflowers">><<append "#damaging" t8n>> As you're making your way through, you notice a nearby [[drone|BuzzLove][$vespdrone1 to true; $BuzzHunt to $BuzzHunt +1]], haphazardly flying through several patches of lillies.<</append>><</link>><<else>>sunflowers<</if>>, which you do your best to avoid damaging. Once the way is clear again, it's easy to see the edge of the field, along with <<if $tf isnot "Vespiquen">><<if $tf is "human" and $VivillonIntro isnot true>>a [[Vivillon|VivillonTalk]] fluttering about, moving from flower to flower.<<else>>the spot where [[Viv|VivillonTalk]] usually hangs out.<</if>><</if>><<if $tf is "Vespiquen">><<if $mentalVesp isnot true>><<if $VivillonIntro isnot true>>a [[Vivillon|BuzzBlock]] fluttering about, moving from flower to flower.<<else>>the spot where [[Viv|BuzzBlock]] usually hangs out.<</if>><<else>><<if $VivillonIntro isnot true>>a [[Vivillon|VivillonTalk]] fluttering about, moving from flower to flower.<<else>>the spot where [[Viv|VivillonTalk]] usually hangs out.<</if>><</if>><</if>> [[Return to the path.|Dirt Path]]

Walking for a while now, you see the trees gradually transition from their orange leaves to a spring-style green. As if the seasons have quickly changed, you see less and less fallen leaves on the ground as the forest seems more alive than ever. Looking behind you however, its earlier appearance is still maintained. It's only now that you focus on the other obvious differences; the trees are getting much taller, the leaves bigger and of a different shape. The branches now spread out further to block your view of the sky. This is starting to look a lot more like a rainforest, now. Eventually, you reach a clearing that also looks to be a dead end. This circular part of the woods seems very uninteresting, as you stand and look around for some sign of an oddity. Each of the hundreds of trees, while pretty, appear identical at first glance. It's only on your third viewing, when you exercise more patience in your observations, that something stands out. There is a <<if $SapTF gt 0>>sap-producing<</if>> tree off to the side that, while not nearly as tall as the rest of the forest, does have some strange jagged black striped pattern on its bark. Its many branches quickly lessen as you follow down the trunk. <<if $SapTF is 0>>At the bottom, all you see is a round nodule that leaks a viscous golden substance. Likely sap, but you won't be sure unless you're willing to [[taste it...|SapDrink][$SapTF to $SapTF +1]]<</if>><<if $SapTF is 1>>The round nodule that produced the sap has increased slightly in size, now about two inches long and half an inch thick. Will its strange growth stop you from [[tasting it|SapDrink][$SapTF to $SapTF +1]], though?<</if>><<if $SapTF is 2>> The nodule for the sap seems more like an actual spout now, albeit a strange-looking one that is four inches long and an inch thick. It's beginning to taper off into a triangular point at its end. A weird quality, but unimportant. After all, you're getting [[hungry|SapDrink][$SapTF to $SapTF +1]]...<</if>><<if $SapTF is 3>>It's clear now; the spout for the sap appears quite phallic. At two inches thick around the base, you'd struggle to wrap a single hand around the whole thing. But who cares? That certainly won't stop you from getting [[your fill|SapDrink][$SapTF to $SapTF + 1]].<</if>><<if $SapTF is 4>>The sap spout is an extremely realistic dick, right down to the vein-like structures. As you stare, it steadily adopts an erect position, even pulsating a couple of times. If it weren't for the odd dark green color or its wooden texture, you'd swear it was the real deal. You could have another go at it, but the fluids dripping off your body remind you of the hearty supply you've got for now.<</if>><<if $roseliaLeaf isnot true and $tf is "human">><<if $RosieDisguise is true>> You notice a broken branch on the ground- presumably having fallen off the tree it's adjacent to- with a large leaf alongside it. You recall Viv's advice about trying to imitate a Roselia's appearance. [[Taking it|Deep Forest][$roseliaLeaf to true]] might help.<</if>><</if>><<if $roseliaLeaf is true and $tf is "human">> The broken branch you saw before is still there. You almost feel a bit bad for it, but at least the leaf is safe with you.<</if>><<if $tf is "Roselia" or $tf is "Roserade">> You notice a broken branch on the ground- presumably having fallen off the tree it's adjacent to. "Oh dear...such a shame to see." You put a hand on the tree, hoping it lives a long and healthy life.<</if>> <<if $tf isnot "Leavanny">>[[Leave the deep forest.|Forest Maze]]<<else>>[[Leave the deep forest.|LeavannyTrap]]<</if>> <<if $SapTF gte 4>><<set $tf to "Leavanny">><</if>>

You find a signpost right as you start making your way into the maze-like forest. Note: Crazy Beedrill in these woods! Know where you're going! ~Viv <<if $tf is "human">>You doubt you'd be able to get through here with luck alone. Maybe asking some of the other Pokémon would help? [[North|FMazeDead]] [[East|FMazeDead]] [[West|FMaze2]] [[South|FMazeDead]] Nearby you see a [[Spinarak]] wearing a fancy red beret. Current Hints: <<if $ForestHint1 is true>>-There are 5 turns in total.<</if>> <<if $ForestHint2 is true>>-Don't go east.<</if>> <<if $ForestHint3 is true>>-Go west three times; once before the Shrine.<</if>> <<if $ForestHint4 is true>>-Go north once, but not at the Shrine.<</if>> <<if $ForestHint5 is true>>-For the final turn, go south.<</if>> <<if $ForestHint6 is true>>-Never go the same direction three times in a row.<</if>> [[Go back to the forest entrance.|Forest]]<</if>><<if $tf is "Roselia" or $tf is "Roserade">>The only thing you remember of interest within the forest is the [[shrine|FMaze3]]. Luckily you've been there enough times before to get there without asking for help. Nearby you see [[Ina|Spinarak]] with her usual beret. [[Go back to the forest entrance.|Forest]]<</if>><<if $tf is "Vespiquen">><<if $mentalVesp isnot true>>"Crazy's right..." Now that you're a Vespiquen, you're glad that the Beedrill are able to send you constant signals. Now you can picture in your head exactly how to get back to the [[hive|Beehive]]. Funny how that happens only AFTER I get lost... In addition, they seem to relay the location of a [[shrine|FMaze3]] to you. Nearby you see a [[Spinarak|BuzzBlock]] wearing a fancy red beret. <<else>>"Crazy's a harsh word, but fitting," you say while remembering how horny and dumb they can get. You haven't been queen long, but you've gotten familiar enough with the area to know where the beehive is by now. Not that remembering is all that important, considering how the Beedrill are always sending out pheremones and signals to remind you of where they are at all times. Nearby you see [[a Spinarak|Spinarak]] with a fancy red beret.<</if>> [[Go back to the forest entrance.|Forest]]<</if>> <<set $FMazeLost to 0>> <<set $ForestMazeIntro to true>>

As that buzzing sound reaches its peak, you think about how much you underestimated the depths of this forest, having walked for so long without finding a way out. You don't think for long, though- figures start appearing from nearby trees, and you are soon surrounded by a swarm of Beedrill, stingers at the ready. <img src="img/beedrill.jpg" width="500" height="500" alt="Beedrill" /> "WHY ARE YOU bzzt IN OUR FOREST," one begins speaking, before others chime in. "NO ONE CAN SEE OUR QUEEN bzzt" "NO ONE bzzt BUT A BEE CAN ENTER THE HIVE" <<if $tf is "human">>Guessing from their speech, their home must be pretty close by. These Bug-types don't seem like they're messing around...and staring at their stingers only seems to make you more nervous as to what fate could await you were you bold enough to piss them off. At the same time, you're not really sure if they can be reasoned with...and with a sprint, maybe you'd catch them off-guard and be able to run away? [[Screw it, I'm making a run for it!|BeedrillStung]] [[I'll be honest, maybe they can help...|BeedrillHelp]]<</if>><<if $AlcremieIntro is true>> <<linkappend "Any chance you guys have some Honey I can borrow?">><<if recall("PMvespiquen", false)>> "WE DO NOT //bzzt// LEND RESOURCES TO -WAIT." one replies, before approaching you. He circles you, inspecting you a little //too// closely. "THIS ONE SMELLS OF THE HIVE." A chorus of buzzing ensues, the Beedrill frantically communicating amongst themselves. You note one disappearing into a different part of the forest, returning after a few minutes. He comes up to you along with the original Beedrill, speaking again. "THIS IS UNUSUAL. BUT THE PHEROMONES DO NOT LIE. YOU ARE A FRIEND TO US." The other one holds a comb of Honey in its stinger-like hands, which you carefully accept. "COME. WE WILL LEAD YOU OUT." //Huh. Don't know what I did right, but at least I got the ingredient!// [[Follow the Beedrill.|Forest Maze]] <<set $Honey to true>> <<else>> "WE DO NOT LEND RESOURCES TO //bzzt// OUTSIDERS," one of them replies sharply. "ONLY THOSE //bzzt// RECOGNIZED BY //bzzt// THE HIVE," explains another. "LEAVE. NOW." several say in unison. //Darn. I wonder if there's a way I could get closer to them?//<</if>><</linkappend>><</if>>

You continue to make your way through this mess of a forest... [[North|FMaze3]] [[East|FMazeDead]] [[West|FMazeDead]] [[South|FMazeDead]]

You continue to make your way through this mess of a forest... <<if $FMazeLost < 4>>[[North|FMazeDead][$FMazeLost to $FMazeLost + 1]] [[East|FMazeDead][$FMazeLost to $FMazeLost + 1]] [[West|FMazeDead][$FMazeLost to $FMazeLost + 1]] [[South|FMazeDead][$FMazeLost to $FMazeLost + 1]]<</if>><<if $FMazeLost < 10 and $FMazeLost > 3>>[[North?|FMazeDead][$FMazeLost to $FMazeLost + 1]] [[East...probably.|FMazeDead][$FMazeLost to $FMazeLost + 1]] [[West. No, North. No...|FMazeDead][$FMazeLost to $FMazeLost + 1]] [[South- wait, have I seen that tree before?|FMazeDead][$FMazeLost to $FMazeLost + 1]]<</if>><<if $FMazeLost > 9>>[[North?|Beedrill]] [[East...probably.|Beedrill]] [[West. No, North. No...|Beedrill]] [[South- wait, have I seen that tree before?|Beedrill]]<</if>> <<if $FMazeLost > 3 and $FMazeLost < 8>>You're pretty sure at this point that you have no idea where you're headed. You haven't gone too far yet, so you should still be able to [[retrace your steps.|Forest Maze]]<</if>><<if $FMazeLost > 7>>You are, without a doubt, completely lost. Here's hoping you stumble to safety soon...<</if>> <<if $FMazeLost > 5 and $FMazeLost < 9>>You hear a faint buzzing in the distance...<</if>><<if $FMazeLost > 8>>The buzzing is getting louder...where's it coming from?<</if>> <<silently>>$FMazeLost<</silently>>

<<if $tf is "human" or $tf is "Roselia">>You finally notice something that stands out from the hundreds of trees that surround you, and head straight towards it. You realize there's a ten-foot tall stone statue of a Celebi, sitting under some kind of red gate. There are a few notes posted all around the gate, and by looking at a couple it's clear this is meant to be some type of shrine. This area feels different from the rest of the forest in other ways, too. You can sense some sort of force is present here, as if the statue was alive and watching over the residents. Closing your eyes, listening to the pleasant breeze and rustling leaves, you feel as though you're one with nature. <<if $ShinyStone is true and $tf is "Roselia">> The desire to connect further with Mother Nature is overwhelming. You realize you have a Shiny Stone in your bag. Could [[evolution|RoseradeTF][$ShinyStone to false]] help you achieve your goal? [[Return to the maze junction.|Forest Maze]]<</if>> <<if $tf is "human">>[[North|FMazeDead]] [[East|FMazeDead]] [[West|FMaze4]] [[South|FMazeDead]]<</if>><</if>><<if $tf is "Roserade">>The shrine that has irreversibly changed your life stands before you. The large statue of Celebi has an almost imperceptible beauty to it now, considering your firsthand experience with nature's touch. You take a moment to show reverence, bowing towards Celebi with your hands clasped together. Here, you can still feel that same presence as before, watching over you and the rest of the forest. It's a shame that after your evolution, its voice disappeared from your mind. And I was getting quite comfortable with it... You have an important mission. Getting bred until I'm good and pregnant. On one hand, you shouldn't waste much time roaming around the forest. On the other, you're eager to mess around with your new body, and it's not like eggs are made in a day. A couple of detours wouldn't hurt...right? [[Return to the maze junction.|Forest Maze]]<</if>><<if $tf is "Vespiquen">>You finally notice something that stands out from the hundreds of trees that surround you, and head straight towards it. You realize there's a ten-foot tall stone statue of a Celebi, sitting under some kind of red gate. There are a few notes posted all around the gate, and by looking at a couple it's clear this is meant to be some type of shrine. This area feels different from the rest of the forest in other ways, too. You can sense some sort of force is present here, as if the statue was alive and watching over the residents. Closing your eyes, <<if $BuzzHunt gte 0 and $vespdrone2 isnot true>><<link "listening">><<append "#nature" t8n>> That calm feeling soon subsides once you hear the sound of buzzing nearby. It looks to be a male [[drone|BuzzLove][$vespdrone2 to true; $BuzzHunt to $BuzzHunt +1]] wandering aimlessly through the woods. Based on its jittery movements and erect member, it's desperately looking for a warm hole to claim.<</append>><</link>><<else>>listening<</if>> to the pleasant breeze and rustling leaves, you feel as though you're one with nature. [[Return to the maze junction.|Forest Maze]]<</if>>

You continue to make your way through this mess of a forest... [[North|FMazeDead]] [[East|FMazeDead]] [[West|FMaze5]] [[South|FMazeDead]]

You continue to make your way through this mess of a forest... [[North|FMazeDead]] [[East|FMazeDead]] [[West|FMazeDead]] [[South|Deep Forest]]

Before you have time to regret your decision, you dash away from the guide Beedrill into the deeper part of the forest. "STOP" you hear from behind- but you don't dare to look back, lest you run into a tree. Your anxiety increases as you hear a buzzing sound slowly increase in volume. You're sure you're running in only one direction, but the lack of distinct landmarks within the scenery has you worried. It only takes about a minute of you going full speed before you begin to tire. Come on, how have I not hit any exit yet? This forest can't be that- And that's when a sudden sharp pain in your lower back <<linkappend "strikes.">> "Fuck!" You shout as you immediately tumble to the ground. The scrapes on your skin pale in comparison to the stabbing from a stinger. Laying on your back for a moment, it seems the Beedrill group has already started to disperse. I'm just lucky only one of them stung me...but does that mean I'm going to die a slow, painful death now? You groan. Over time, the pain shifts in its intensity and source; you now feel a weaker aching sensation spread throughout your body. You can feel your heart beating harder against your chest as time seems to slow around you. This might be it... Now you feel like you're starting to hallucinate- you stare at your hands, noticing as your digits merge from five to two on each hand- they appear to have become orange claws, connected by black, chitinous arms. You see mandibles poking from the sides of your jaw, chittering away while at the same time, feeling your ears become bigger and bulkier. You hear buzzing, but instead of it sounding like an outside source, you can tell it's coming from within your head. It's quiet, but doesn't seem to go away.What the hell is going on? This poison is making me lose my mind! Perhaps in some strange presentation of nausea, your body feels as if it's expanding and contracting all over. Your waist feels much smaller, your torso more rotund. Almost like a sphere, in fact. And the pressure in your forhead-! You try to rub at it with your little claws, only to realize how rigid the surface has become, similar to the hardness of a diamond. The buzzing returns, although now it's certainly external. That's when you realize the pain had mostly subsided, and at some point you had gotten off the ground- several inches above it, in fact. Turning your head, you find that a newly sprouted pair of wings- a set of two on each side- is keeping you aloft. None of this is real...right? Other sensations interrupt your concern and confusion, like how you can no longer feel your legs as distinct entities. You simply feel a large mass below your waist- guessing by your current changes, you've gained some type of insectoid abdomen. That segment is protected by a blocky, striped plating shaped not unlike a princess' poofy dress- which you also feel as another part of your developing body. One thing you distinctly don't feel- the presence of any male genitalia. I'm...a Vespiquen? How? The internal buzzing has gotten louder, making it hard to concentrate. This time you have to actively supress the noise to a managable level, which takes a moment. Unlike before, the sound seems to have gained some meaning, as you're able to discern words like "QUEEN" and "HIVE" within the mess. <<set $mentalVesp to false>> You're barely able to take a break from all these revelations when you start feeling dizzy. You're not sure whether it's fatigue from the transformation or some malicious effect of the sting, but you feel about ready to [[pass out|HiveTalk][$tf to "Vespiquen"]].<</linkappend>>

Yep, the noise is definitely coming from over here... While the fossils you noticed before are beneath the glass, on top are several rotating racks containing generic souvenirs, like postcards, pens and the like. You notice a singular desk chair placed in the corner of the shop, perhaps for weary travelers, or as a way to keep watch over the store. Hopping over the display, you inch ever closer to the chair, the snoring reaching its loudest point. Is there some kind of recording playing here? you find yourself asking. You think to try and feel around the empty chair to look for evidence of a planted microphone. As your open hand goes towards it, you find that your digitss quickly hit an invisible wall, the tips of your index finger and thumb touching something a lot more...fleshy? And...wet? "Mmmmm...." you hear suddenly in place of the snoring. "The fuck?" you jump back, startled by the sudden moaning. In your haste you manage to bump into one of the display racks, providing it with enough momentum to land onto the ground with a resounding THUD. "Huh? What?" the voice now says confusedly. At the same time, a figure begins to slowly make itself visible within the chair. Abundant green scaly skin becomes less and less transparent. The anthro before you had apparently begun falling off the chair, as evidenced by the arms hanging off the sides and her claws nearly touching the ground. Her splayed legs didn't help her stay upright either, her pussy showing some mild arousal. As she makes eye contact with you, the yellow frills on her head stand up and alert, while her long green tail quickly retracts and rolls up. A second later, she jumps out of her seat, dashing toward the front counter. Your perverted mind instantly takes the opportunity to watch her modest chest jiggle as it follows the rest of her body. Only when she stands up do you notice her wide birthing hips and pleasing thigh gap. "Sorry about that! It's been a while since I last had a customer...wait! [[You're a human!|KecleonTalk]]"

Very careful not to wake Leonie up, you tiptoe your way to a nearby shelf and slowly lift a stone. Its weight momentarily catches you off guard, but you quickly readjust, holding the stone close to your stomach. You now do your best to walk one step at a time, listening for Leonie's snores. Unfortunately, despite your best efforts, you hear a little creaking sound behind you, followed by a loud CRASH. You turn back to see the shelf you took the stone from collapsed, taking several stones with it. Shit, how old are those shelves? You suddenly realize that there is no more snoring sound, and in fear you try to dash out of the store. Unfortunately, you make the poor decision to stare at the red gems on the counter, catching your gaze to an almost...//supernatural// extent. You don't even realize how you've stopped running, continuing to stare dumbly at the jewels until Leonie breaks your focus. <img src="img/kecleon4.jpg" width="512" height="492" alt="Kecleon" /> "Really? You thought it'd be that easy to steal from me?" Leonie sighed. Although you were no longer focused on the gems, you still found your movement restricted beyond minimal head turns. Leonie walks ominously closer to you as she removes her pearl necklace. "Well, the Mistress gave me this to punish troublemakers, so I might as well use it..." As the necklace //clicks// into place, you regain your freedom of movement- in addition to losing all urge to escape or fight back. "Hmm, now what to turn you into..." she contemplated as you simply listened to her, your arms now relaxed. "Yeah, that sounds fun. Ok, listen to me carefully. <<linkappend "Stand up.">> You do so without a fuss. "You are a horny Dunsparce girl. You have always been a horny Dunsparce girl." The words sink in unwillingly, finding their way //deep// inside your mind as you strive to hold on to your human identity. "Look at your body. //Remember its form//. You will have no choice but to accept [[the truth.|DunsparceTF]]"<</linkappend>>

<<if $SouvenirIntro isnot true>><img src="img/kecleon.jpg" width="395" height="512" alt="Kecleon" /> "Yep, and you're a Kecleon." "Uh, yeah. Leonie's the name. Sorry, humans are pretty rare around these parts." She seems to have calmed down now, her arms resting on the countertop. "So...anything catch your eye?" You look down at her chest for the briefest moment before catching yourself, but Leonie doesn't seem amused. "Besides me, perv." She rolls her eyes. "I meant if you wanted to BUY something. You can probably tell, but these stones aren't exactly flying off the shelves...not that I even have much anymore. Still, it'd be nice to actually do my job once in a while." "Well," you begin awkwardly, "I don't really have any money on me..." You're acutely aware of only being in your underwear right now. "That's okay, I set up a bartering system a while back, too. I'm willing to trade some common and rarer items if you've got anything I'm looking for. Interested?" <<set $SouvenirIntro to false>> [[Alright, let me take a look.|KecleonBuy][$SouvenirIntro to true]] [[Nah, I'm good for now. (Exit the shop)|Museum][$SouvenirIntro to true]]<<else>>Aware of the anthro reptile this time around, you make an effort to gently shake her by the shoulder. "Huh? Wha?" Leonie responds. "Oh, it's you again." This time her movements out of the chair are much more casual, taking a moment to stretch before making her way back to the storefront. <img src="img/kecleon.jpg" width="395" height="512" alt="Kecleon" /> "Did you get your hands on something interesting to trade me? Or did you just forget what I'm looking for?" [[Look at the deals.|KecleonBuy]] [[I'm just saying hi...(Leave the shop)|Museum]]<</if>>

!!!Leonie's Shop <<linkappend "Shiny Stone">> "Let me see what you've got...<<if $AmpStone isnot true or $ShinyStone is true>>Nah, nothing in here that I think would be a fair trade. Sorry."<<else>>ooh! Is that an Ampharosite? I'll trade you for it!" <<linkreplace "Trade">> <img src="img/kecleon2.jpg" width="512" height="491" alt="Kecleon" /> "Alright! Thanks for the trade!" //You obtained a Shiny Stone.//<<set $AmpStone to false>><<set $ShinyStone to true>><</linkreplace>><</if>><</linkappend>> [[Leave the shop.|Museum]] (Author's Note: There's only one obtainable item in this version. More will be added as the game expands.)

"//Awww//, thanks Leonie!" You squeal, lifting up your gargantuan breasts. You're obsessed with feeling their weight as fat engulfs your small feminine hands. "Are you sure my titties aren't too big? I'm a little self conscious today..." <img src="img/dunsparce2.jpg" width="500" height="500"/> "They're perfect like always, Duna," the Kecleon nods approvingly. "Now, do you mind getting back to work? There's bound to be a customer or two out there!" You suddenly notice all the people looking around the shop and realize how much you've been dawdling. "Oops! You're right, my bad!" Taking your position manning the storefront, Leonie quickly falls asleep. I don't know why she likes night shift so much. There's way more cuties during the day! <hr> //Wow, this job's like, super busy today!// Dusting the shelves and helping Leonie sell stones isn't exactly glamorous, but you've had fun...helping out some of the clients. I could use a little of that today... You sigh, just as you finish selling a bundle of stones to a Zoroark. //!!! Wait, who's that hunk?!// You gasp at the latest person to enter the store: a male human wearing a white tank top that showcases his muscles along with a simple pair of jeans. "Wow, it must be my lucky day!" You've only run into a few humans before, but compared to your anthro customers, there's just something about them that really gets your motor running. "Phew, it's just //soo// hot in here!" you exclaim, making sure the stud hears you as you remove your tight sweater, giving the guy a chance to watch your titties break free from their form-fitting prison. You feign surprise as you make eye contact with the guy. "Omigosh, hiiii! I'm Duna!" You introduce yourself, completely failing to hide your infatuation as you stare at him dreamily. <img src="img/dunsparce3.jpg" width="512" height="500"/> "Hey. Nice shop you got here. And I really like your jewelry," the hunk says. You giggle, touching your necklace with a hint of nervousnesss. "Thanks! The boss was soooo nice, she gave it to me for free when I started working here!" "It is nice...but I was talking about your //other// jewelery..." he replies, his eyes darting to your breasts, golden nipples highlighted by silver piercings. Your eyelids descend teasingly. "Oh, //these//?" You lift up your boobs to make sure he gets the best views. "I bought them last month...the piercings, I mean. The girls are //all natural//~" Now with his gazed locked onto your bust, you take the chance to focus on his crotch, grinning at the hefty bulge within his jeans. "If you want, I know a place where you can get a closer look..." You put on your bedroom eyes as you pull the man towards you and snuggle him tightly, making sure to completely engulf his arm in your titflesh. "...//and// feel." "Really?" he asks. You notice him acting smooth, one eyebrow subtly raised, but clearly excited for more. You look in the corner, noting that Leonie is asleep as usual, and smirk. You lean in super close to the hottie's ear and give him a quick lick before responding. "[[Really.|DunsparceEND]]"

"Mmm...your hands are so //firm//, babe. Do you like how soft my titties feel?" You giggle as your partner grunts, completely focused on feeling you up. It's a small closet, but you make the space work as he aligns his member with your pussy. You can't help but push down on his cock, eager to have him inside you. <img src="img/dunsparce4.jpg" width="500" height="500"/> //Ughn...mmm....// You moan as your romp with the stranger descends into primal thrusts. You lay your hands back on the table for support as your ass and thighs //bounce// and //bounce// against his nice thick dick. The lewd noises of skin slapping against sweaty skin only turns you on //more//. You wonder- no, you //hope// any customers outside can hear. After a while, he takes his dick out of your soaked cunt, slapping it over your fat tits, smearing his precum over you. You fake a pout and whine. "Baaaaabe...stop teasing me! why won't you cum inside your little Duna?" Suddenly he grabs both your nipples and //pulls//, the stimulation sending you into a lust-filled haze. "Don't tell me what to do, slut." //Fuuuuuck,// you moan. You didn't expect him to take charge like that..."Y-yes sir..." "Good girl. Here's your reward!" He quickly brings his cock back inside you, just before filling your walls with his entire load. "Yes! Give it to meeee!~" you yell, pussy clamping down on his member as you also orgasm. <img src="img/dunsparce5.jpg" width="500" height="500" /> You quickly collapse on the table, your partner lying down next to you. "Fuck...you're good." he states in between breaths. "Thanks, cutie. That was really fun~" You and your partner take a moment to cuddle. before finally leaving the closet. //I love this job//, you think as you stretch your sweater back over your thick body. As you excitedly await the next hottie human to walk in, you almost forget: you have a //job// to do! So you wink at your lover, guiding him towards the shelves as you put on your best salesgirl face as you hope your recent romp put him in a giving mood. "Welcome to our Gift Shop! How about taking a gem home with you?" <img src="img/dunsparce6.jpg" width="500" height="500"/> <hr><img src="img/SPRITE/dunsparceSPRITE.png" style="vertical-align: middle;"/>Ending 6: The Best-Laid Plans...<<set memorize("PMdunsparce", true)>>

<<if $tf is "human">>"Jesus, how much money does this girl make?" You say while staring in shock at the extravagence of the room you've just walked into. In stark contrast to the simple wooden door you opened, everything in here screams 'luxury', from the high quality leather furniture and rugs to the many exotic plants that you don't recognize. You're left wondering if the yellowish wallpaper is made of actual gold- is that a hot tub? A vanity lies on the far end of the room with an assortment of roses decorating the edges of the mirror. It seems pretty barren for the most part, lacking any makeup sets or perfume bottles around the desk. Close by is a large bed in the shape of a red rose, which feels impossibly soft as you move your hand against the fabric. Just a few feet away is her shower, protected by a glass pane stylized with rose shapes, and a shower head that looks just like...another rose. Overboard, much? You're tempted to try out some of the stuff in this room, but considering you have no clue where Rosie is, you don't want to risk getting caught half-naked while trying to sleep or open up your pores. [[Leave the room.|Client Rooms]]<</if>><<if $tf is "Roselia">>"Ah, it's good to be back." As the main act, your room is definitely the most extravagent. How many people can say they have a hot tub in the same room as their bed? You give yourself a brief look at your vanity, admiring your eyes before passing your bed. Everything here is rose-themed in some way or another, and while some might call it a bit gaudy, you absolutely adore the theme. Sliding a glass pane, you think for a moment on if you're ready to [[shower|RoseliaEND]] as you stand in front of it. After that last performance, I'd love to clean up a bit. [[Leave your room.|Client Rooms]]<</if>><<if $tf is "Roserade">>"Ah, it's good to be back." As the main act, your room is definitely the most extravagent. How many people can say they have a hot tub in the same room as their bed? You give yourself a brief look at your vanity, admiring your eyes before passing your bed. Everything here is rose-themed in some way or another, and while some might call it a bit gaudy, you absolutely adore the theme. Sliding a glass pane, you think for a moment on if you're ready to shower as you stand in front of it. Hmm...I don't think so. After all, I haven't had my fun yet... [[Leave your room.|Client Rooms]]<</if>>

<<if $tf is "human">><<if $VivillonIntro isnot true>><img src="img/vivillon.jpeg" width="500" height="500" alt="Vivian"/> "Heya!" The Vivillon greets you excitedly. "Welcome to our humble little home! I'm kind of like an overseer for the gardens. Call me Vivian, or Viv for short!" "Nice to meet you, Viv. I'm just getting a look around." You notice her gentle movements as she waterss the field evenly. "Taking care of your field, I see." "Yep, just one of my many duties! Along with plucking out weeds, keeping the residents updated on any potential weather changes, teasing and fucking the girls silly...the usual!" "Interesting," you say before your mind catches up. "Wait, what was that last thing you said?" "Oh, never mind that," Viv giggles. "TMI! Just enjoy the sights and ask me whatever you think of!"<<else>> "Hmmm~ Hmm~ Hmmmmmmmmmmmm~" you hear Viv humming a tune as you approach. "Hey, good to see you again!" she says while waving. "Liking the place so far?" "I wouldn't say anything one way or the other just yet..." you reply. "That's okay! I'm sure if you stay here long enough you'll grow to love it, just like everyone else!" Viv has a huge grin on her face. "So, anything you wanna ask?"<</if>><<if $cherrimIntro is true>> <<linkappend "There's this horny Cherrim blocking my way. Any tips on how to deal with her?">> "Plenty! She's big on nipple play for sure, goes crazy if you bite down on 'em. It's hard to keep her down for long though, trust me. Mmm..." Viv assures you, idly tweaking one of her own nipples. <img src="img/vivillon2.jpeg" width="500" height="500" alt="Vivian"/> "She only's ever satisfied for like, five minutes before she's back to flicking the old bean. Sorry sweetie, I've got other things to do, ya know!" "I was hoping for a solution less...sexual," you blush. "Oh, whoops! Well...she's kind of obsessed over this one Roselia girl, Rosie...huge star, famous around here. Maybe if you try looking a bit like her, it'll appeal to her fangirl side? Or maybe it'll help her get her rocks off, who knows?" "I guess that's a slightly less weird solution..." "That's the spirit! There's some roses around here you can use, for starters. Don't worry, I'll plant more later. Oh, and check the forest too!"<<set $RosieDisguise to true>> "Thanks."<</linkappend>><</if>><<if $ForestMazeIntro is true>> <<linkappend "Do you know anything about getting through the forest maze?">> <<set $ForestHint3 to true>>"I'd hope so! I'm kind of in charge of this whole place, you know." "Could you tell me how to get through it, then?" "I could...but I won't!" "Huh? Why not?" "Because I don't want to make it too easy for you! Teehee~" She flies higher into the air, arms spread out as if hugging the sun. "It's fun watching travellers making new friends and trying to figure stuff out!" You feel a bit dejected at her refusal to help. "Aww, don't look at me like that! I don't like seeing people upset...okay, how's about a hint, then?" Your face lights up. "Really?" "Yep! You gotta promise not to be sad again though, okay? That look doesn't suit you at all!" You nod. "Great! Okay, to get to the deepest part of the forest, you need to go west three times- and when you find the Shrine, you should have only gone west one time so far. Does that make sense?" "West three times, one of them is before the Shrine." "Great! Good luck getting there! But don't be too quick~" Vivian winks.<</linkappend>><</if>><</if>><<if $tf is "Roselia">>"Hmm...that's odd." This was the usual spot you went to to find Viv, yet you couldn't find her anywhere nearby. You try looking in all directions, but notice nothing that stands out. It's only on the second pass that a sparkling object a distance away grabs your attention. As you approach it, you realize it's a plucked rose that's been left on the ground. Its stunning blue hue leaves you momentarily speechless. "What is such a beautiful flower doing here?" When you bend down from the waist to pick it up, you have no time to react as you hear a loud SMACK sound, your mind taking a second longer to recognize the source of the noise as an assault on your booty. You turn your head to see Viv standing there, but she holds you in place with one hand on your shoulder, resisting your attempts to get back up. "Gotcha!" Viv giggles. "Sorry Rosie, you know better! An ass like that isn't safe in my territory >:3" //SMACK// "This is //SMACK// ah~! Not fair, Viv! You preyed on my love for flowers!" "I just couldn't help myself! I saw you coming down the road and I knew I just had to take action!" //SMACK// "Just look at how much it jiggles!" //SMACK// You whimper. "P-please Viv, don't //SMACK// -eep! It's too much //SMACK// ahh~!" <img src="img/vivillon3.jpeg" width="500" height="492" alt="Vivian"/> "Hmph, you're very lucky we've know each other for so long, Viv." You chide her before giving a little smirk. "Otherwise...I might not feel inclined to visit anymore." "Noooo! Don't do that, Rosie!" Viv pleads, looking genuinely distressed. "I promise I'll leave you and your cute butt alone, okay? Just don't take the view away from me, pleeeease?" "I'll think about it~" you say playfully. "So, are you doing well?" "Yeah. It's been pretty quiet around here. Not that many girls come around to visit...so thanks. Really." "Relax, Viv! I came here to visit a good friend of mine, didn't I?" Her face adopts a lewd expression. "In that case, can I see your rack? It's not fair that you get to see mine all the time while yours is conveniently covered up..." You pretend to think on it. "Hmmm...I don't know..." The adorable pout on the Vivillon girl's face forces you to give up the act as you flip your leaf and let her get a long look at the girls, with your nipples perked up from the slight chill in the air. It's not long before she's smiling again. "Yay! Just like I remembered them!" Viv claps. "Don't wait too long to see me again, okay? I get lonely..." "All right, all right! You're so needy!" you laugh before waving goodbye.<</if>><<if $tf is "Roserade">>"Hmm...that's odd." This was the usual spot you went to to find Viv, yet you couldn't find her anywhere nearby. You try looking in all directions, but notice nothing that stands out. It's only on the second pass that a sparkling object a distance away grabs your attention. As you approach it, you realize it's a plucked rose that's been left on the ground. Its stunning blue hue leaves you momentarily speechless. "What is such a beautiful flower doing here?" you say a little louder than necessary. You bend down from the waist to pick it up, paying very close attention to the noise around you. As soon as you hear a whoosh you quickly get up and turn around, just in time to catch Viv right behind you. "Trying to get a leg up on me, Viv? Naughty girl..." She stumbles as she's caught off-guard, and you use the opportunity to spray her with a Sweet Scent. "Whaaat?" Viv shouts. "How did you see that coming, girl? Ooh, and your stupid spray is getting me even more riled up..." she says while rubbing at her clit. <img src="img/vivillon4.jpeg" width="500" height="500" alt="Vivian"/> "Let's just say that with my new form, I've understood the way of the world a little better..." "Speaking of, you look smokin'! More important though- I'm glad to see evolution helped you lighten up a little! Now, help me out here! I know your hands aren't good for much, but your tongue should work fine!" "Now now, Viv," you shake your head in mock disappointment. "Trying to sneak up on me earlier was quite rude...I think what's happening right now is a fair punishment, wouldn't you agree?" "Noooo! Rosie, don't do that! That's really mean!" your friend pouts before she begins playing with her breasts. "I'll check on you again later, alright dear?" you turn and start walking away, trying to hide the smirk on your face. "Rosieeeeee!" Viv whines. Perhaps I'm still a bit of a tease after all...<</if>><<if $tf is "Vespiquen">><img src="img/vivillon.jpg" width="720" height="720" alt="Vivian"/> <<if $VivillonIntro is true>>"How's it going, new queen?" Viv greets you. "I heard about what you spent the day doing...keeping your hive's lust in check?" "Oh." A little blush shows on your cheeks, but you maintain your composure. "It's going...well," you lie. "All according to schedule, yes." "Great! Must be a busy job for ya!" "It's...satisfying enough, I suppose. I'm not sure if it's the kind of life I want for myself, though..." "Ha, I hear ya loud and clear! Who needs dicks when there's a better gender to chase after?" The Vivillon suddenly wraps her soft pink wings around you in a tight embrace, her tits pressed up against your torso. "So~? Does this do anything for ya?" "That wasn't what I meant. And no, it doesn't." Not anymore, anyway. "You're no fun," Viv pouts as she backs off. "Well, you're the queen, right? I'm sure whatever you decide, the hive will have to deal with it. So do something that makes you happy!" That sounds a bit callous...still, it does give me something to think about. "Thank you for the vote of confidence." "No problem! Just remember, if you ever wake up one day with your sexual orientation swapped, you know where to find me~" Viv says while performing an alluring spin. Heh...if only you knew.<<else>><img src="img/vivillon5.jpeg" width="500" height="500" alt="Vivian"/> "How's it going, new queen?" the Vivillon greets you, flaunting her shapely body while smelling a lovely rose. "I heard about what you spent the day doing...keeping your hive's lust in check?" "Oh." A little blush shows on your cheeks, but you maintain your composure. "It's going...well," you lie. "All according to schedule, yes." "Great! Must be a busy job for ya!" "It's...satisfying enough, I suppose. I'm not sure if it's the kind of life I want for myself, though..." "Ha, I hear ya loud and clear! Who needs dicks when there's a better gender to chase after?" The Bug-type suddenly wraps her soft pink wings around you in a tight embrace, her tits pressed up against your torso. "So~? Does this do anything for ya?" "That wasn't what I meant. And no, it doesn't." Not anymore, anyway. "You're no fun," she pouts as she backs off. "Well, you're the queen, right? I'm sure whatever you decide, the hive will have to deal with it. So do something that makes you happy!" That sounds a bit callous...still, it does give me something to think about. "Thank you for the vote of confidence." "No problem! Just remember, if you ever wake up one day with your sexual orientation swapped, you know where to find me~" the Vivillon says while performing an alluring spin. Heh...if only you knew.<</if>><</if>> <<if $tf is "human">>[[Go back.|Flower Field][$VivillonIntro to true]]<<else>>[[Go back.|Flower Field]]<</if>>

//Wait! You have an idea.// Quickly removing your underwear, you stare at your crotch in the hopes of retaining your identity. <<linkreplace "You have a six inch dick with modest testes hanging below. You are a male. You are human." t8n>><<linkreplace "You sigh at your four inch dick. You always wished it could be just a smidge bigger, or wider. Your grape-sized testes don't help either. Regardless, you are male. A human male." t8n>><<linkreplace "Your puny half-inch cock alongside your pea-sized testes taunts you. Some days you just wish you had been born a girl instead..." t8n>>Your plump pussy rests nicely between your cock-smothering thighs. You're thankful everyday for the fact that you were born a woman. A human one...right? <<timed 5s t8n>>Before you dwell on that for too long, you feel your chest begin to tingle and focus your attention there. <<linkreplace "It looks normal, albeit slightly out of shape." t8n>><<linkreplace "Your plump nipples seem out of place on your virtually non-existant breasts. You appreciate their sensitivity, though." t8n>><<linkreplace "Your hefty boobs easily fill up a hand and make for great fun, capped by your always-erect, golden yellow nipples." t8n>>Your colossal mammaries swing down to your belly button and make it nearly impossible to see anything beyond the tips of your feet. It drives you wild whenever someone yanks your quarter-sized nipples. <<timed 5s t8n>>Next you feel an itch on your upper back. <<linkreplace "It looks normal...yet you feel strangely empty looking at it." t8n>><<linkreplace "The tiny, vestigial wings there leave you disappointed." t8n>><<linkreplace "Your underdeveloped wings, while cute, leave much to be desired." t8n>>While your fully developed wings would struggle to lift up the weight of your tits alone, they nevertheless add a certain appeal to your odd form. <<timed 5s t8n>>Soon enough, your lower back gets the same weird sensations. <<linkreplace "As far as you know, your flat butt's never been able to grab someone's attention..." t8n>><<linkreplace "The strange nub growing above your tailbone is only a little more interesting than your somewhat padded rear. A few looks, but nothing more." t8n>><<linkreplace "Your tiny tail flickers teasingly, drawing attention to your plush, squeezable butt." t8n>>Your sharp stinger is sometimes a hassle for your partners when you're getting fucked from behind, but once they're balls deep inside you, they quickly forget their troubles. <<timed 5s t8n>>You feel the tingling has finally stopped. Luckily, nothing seems to have changed. You feel your fangs in your cute little mouth, and you still have the small waist and wide fertile hips befitting a Dunsparce hottie like yourself. The contrast between the blue skin across your torso and abdomen and the yellow skin everywhere else guarantees that the next stud who walks in will be able to drink in the sight of your tits and pussy first and foremost. As you take it all in, you find yourself momentarily shocked at the sudden changes, your mind giving one last ditch effort to confront the new reality. <img src="img/dunsparce.jpg" width="500" height="500"/> W-wait, this isn't right! I'm not supposed to look like this, I'm- Suddenly, a familiar voice breaks your concentration: "Wow [[Duna|DunsparceTF2][$tf to "Dunsparce"]], you're looking //lovely// today!"<</timed>> <</linkreplace>><</linkreplace>><</linkreplace>><</timed>><</linkreplace>><</linkreplace>><</linkreplace>><</timed>><</linkreplace>><</linkreplace>><</linkreplace>><</timed>><</linkreplace>><</linkreplace>><</linkreplace>>

!!!!Some time later... Damn, this looks like the end for me... You really should've listened to the reports. Sector 5 had fallen to the invasion only a few days ago, and those aliens had managed to take Sector 3 just yesterday. The news anchor had said over and over that Sector 10, your home, was likely to be hit next because of its massive mining network that was responsible for uncovering new energy deposits from deep underground. But you never figured they'd go halfway across the planet without hitting the other sectors first! I shoulda had at least two, no, THREE days before I had to run for it! At this point, you were zigzagging between rubble, just praying that those death ships weren't able to focus on you. Thousands of your kind in this moderate suburb already killed off. Those monsters would be able to wipe the place clean in a matter of hours. You were just about ready to jump into the nearest ditch and hope for the best...but across all odds, you see a big, brown building in the distance- some kind of mansion, and in perfect condition! Picking up the pace, you reached the doors. You knocked, but the door seemed to open on its own! [[Here's hoping it's not a trap!|AltInside]]

Inside the house, you took a moment to appreciate the stroke of luck that had been given to you. You realize that the sounds of warfare and screams of your people are no longer apparent, and all seems calm inside this building. But how did this place survive the attack? I've lived in the same colony for so long, but I've never seen this place. But then, where the hell did it come from? "Welcome to the Pokémansion, sir." "Whoa!" You're startled for a second, until you turn to notice the source of the voice. While you don't recognize their species, you take special note of the appealing clothing and stockings she's- you think it's a woman- wearing. <img src="img/gothitelle.jpg" width="500" height="500" /> You give a long whistle of approval at her appearance. "My my, is this my guardian angel who's come to my rescue?" The strange creature doesn't seem to react beyond a few blinks. Immune to my charms? This has to be something supernatural! "I understand the conditions outside were quite undesirable," she says with only a bare hint of emotion. "Fret not, as this is a safe place where you may start anew. Feel free to explore at your leisure, although I suggest meeting with the Mistress first." "Mistress, huh? Sounds kinky..." "I'll have Lucy take you to her. Lucy?" she calls out. You hear a few footsteps from a nearby hallway getting louder before a response comes: "[[Coming, Telma!|LucarioEND]]"

"H-hello, sir! It's nice to meet you!" The woman says while panting, clearly having rushed to get here. <img src="img/lucario3.jpeg" width="500" height="500" /> This girl, this Lucy...I don't know what species she is, but she is smoking! And that outfit is doing wonders for me right now... The maid outfit she wears provides a great view of her cleavage, and with various bows on the ensemble, it's hard for you to determine where her appearance lies on the cute-sexy spectrum. You've been staring long enough that her cheeks turn bright red. You smirk. "Wow, I've barely been here 5 minutes and I've already got chicks falling for me! This is incredible!" "T-that's not it!" Lucy denies vehemently. "I can sense aura, my own and of others...yours is..." she makes sure to end her eye contact before continuing, "...full of lustful energy..." "Ha! So you know how much I'm eyeing the beauty in front of me?" Lucy's blush only gets brighter. "Let's not dance around the issue anymore, then!" Sidling up right next to her, you say, "How's about you show me around the place, babe? And in the meantime, we can get to know each other..." "But, I really should take you to the Mistress first-" "We can do that whenever, right? I'm sure as hell not leaving this place anytime soon!" you laugh. "Right now though, I could use a tour. Who knows, maybe we'll find a comfy bed to have some fun in along the way. So, how about it?" You give her a quick slap on her nice rear, eliciting a yelp from your new friend. "Y-yes sir, right away! I'll prepare a room at once!" She dashes off, but not before looking at you one last time, embarrassment still present on her face. You get a good look at your soon-to-be lover one more time. <img src="img/lucario5.jpeg" width="500" height="500" /> Oh yeah. This is going to be fun. <hr><img src="img/SPRITE/lucarioSPRITE.png" style="vertical-align: middle;"/>Ending 5: A Matched Maid in Heaven<<set memorize("PMlucario", true)>>

<<if $tf isnot "Vespiquen">><img src="img/scizor.jpg" width="531" height="720" alt="Scizor" /><</if>> <<if $tf is "human">><<if $ScizorIntro isnot true>> You get a beautiful view of the forest as you near the top of the hill. As you get closer to the Scizor, you begin to hear her muttering. "Arceus, these tits are so obnoxious! I could fly so much better without them!" "Sorry to interrupt-" she turns around, and you notice her...weighing her breasts with her claws? "Oh, hey. Don't mind me, just complaining about the same shit I always do. I'm Scindra." "Nice to meet you." "Yeah. Cool. Now if that's all you came here to do, I gotta get back to...yelling at the sky. I prefer my peace and quiet."<</if>><<if $ScizorIntro is true>> "I wonder if there's a surgeon around here...could really use a reduction..." the Scizor mutters to herself. "Hey, Scindra," you interrupt. "Oh, it's you again. Are you here for something, or...?"<</if>><<if $ForestMazeIntro is true>> <<linkappend "Hey, know anything about getting through the forest maze?">> "Hah, I bet you're thinking I've seen everything from up here, right? Well, sorry to disappoint, but the treetops are way too dense to see anyone's attempts." You're inclined to believe her, since you can barely see any part of the forest ground from where you're standing. "But...hmmm..." Scindra puts on a face of intense concentration, her claws crossed under her breasts. "I've never tried going myself, but I remember a frustrated Illumise that did a few times. She told me she was SURE that going east was the key to getting through, but she never even made it as far as the Shrine! So I wouldn't try going east, if I were you." "Thanks, that helps a lot!" "Sure."<<set $ForestHint2 to true>><</linkappend>><</if>><</if>><<if $tf is "Roselia">> "Hello, Scindra! Is everything going well?" you greet the Scizor. "I just don't know how you do it, Rosie," Scindra says as she notes the confusion on your face. "How do you lug around a chest like that without complaining all the time? I can't stop thinking about these stupid weights!" "Hmm..." you give the question some serious thought before responding. "I suppose all the routines I do have me using a variety of muscles...that probably helps. I remember having some back pain early on in my career..." "So I'll have to show off my body to a bunch of creepy men if I want to feel pain-free? Great." "I'm sure there's other options too...but I would love to see you as a fellow onstage performer! 'Scindra the Steel-type Sexpot!'" you joke. "Please never say that again. Please?" You chuckle as a blush appears on the Scizor's face. "You're right about other options, though. I'll keep asking around..." "Whatever makes you happy, Scindra dear."<</if>><<if $tf is "Roserade">> "Hello, Scindra! Is everything going well?" you greet the Scizor. "I just-" Scindra begins before going wide-eyed at your new appearance. "Whoa! Did someone sneak a stone under your pillow last night?" "Oh come now, dear. I did this of my own volition, and I'll have you know I have no regrets~" You cross your arms over your chest, hugging your body. "Wait, you CHOSE to evolve and make your boobs bigger? You're crazy." Scindra scratches her head as she looks at you in confusion. "Well, I wouldn't say I knew all of the changes that were coming my way...but I'm so glad that was the case. I may have gotten cold feet, otherwise! If only you had another form to evolve into Scindra, then perhaps you would be more appreciative of your bountiful bosom." "You know, you're right Rosie. I bet if I could evolve, I'd end up with constant back pain instead of just frequent back pain. With my luck it'd double the load I'm already dealing with! Thanks for reminding me that it could always be worse." "Not exactly what I meant, but whatever helps, dear!"<</if>><<if $tf is "Vespiquen">><img src="img/scizor.jpg" width="531" height="720" alt="Scizor" /><<if $ScizorIntro is true>> Scindra seems to be looking you over as you fly up the hill. "Lucky you..." she mutters. "Excuse me?" you question. The Scizor takes a step back. "Oh, you heard that? Sorry, don't mind me." She pauses for a moment, wondering whether it's worth explaining her thoughts to you. "I just get kind of jealous whenever I see a non-anthro. I mean, how great is it that you don't have to deal with these all day?" she gestures to her breasts. "I...wouldn't really know, I suppose." "You wouldn't, exactly! You have no clue how badly I wish that was me!" You hear the desire deep in her pleas. "Although...maybe not a Vespiquen, per se. Being in charge of a hive sounds like a lot of work." "In some ways, yes..." You shudder to think about the drones again. "I'm trying to find a place to get away from it all, I suppose." "Well, that sounds easier than my life's problems. Hope you find what you're looking for." "Indeed," you feel a bit uplifted by her words. "Thank you, Scindra." "Huh? Did we meet before?" "You could say that...in a past life." You spend another moment taking in the lovely scenery from the top of the hill, before bidding the Bug-type farewell.<<else>> A Scizor seems to be looking you over as you fly up the hill. "Lucky you..." she mutters. "Excuse me?" you question. The Scizor takes a step back. "Oh, you heard that? Sorry, don't mind me." She pauses for a moment, wondering whether it's worth explaining her thoughts to you. "I just get kind of jealous whenever I see a non-anthro. I mean, how great is it that you don't have to deal with these all day?" she gestures to her breasts. "I...wouldn't really know, I suppose." "You wouldn't, exactly! You have no clue how badly I wish that was me!" You hear the desire deep in her pleas. "Although...maybe not a Vespiquen, per se. Being in charge of a hive sounds like a lot of work." "In some ways, yes..." You shudder to think about the drones again. "I'm trying to find a place to get away from it all, I suppose." "Well, that sounds easier than my life's problems. Hope you find what you're looking for." "Indeed," you feel a bit uplifted by her words. "Thank you." You spend another moment taking in the lovely scenery from the top of the hill, before bidding the Bug-type farewell.<</if>><</if>> <<if $tf is "human">>[[Walk back down the hill.|Forest][$ScizorIntro to true]]<<else>>[[Walk back down the hill.|Forest]]<</if>>

<img src="img/ribombee.jpg" width="566" height="720" alt="Ribombee" /> <<if $tf is "human">><<if $RibombeeIntro isnot true>> "Wow, an adorable little human! We don't see many of those out here! I'm Bambi- feel free to stay as long as you'd like! And take some samples if you want, too- the berries here are all really yummy!" "Oh, thanks!" You reply. "Maybe I'll try some later..."<</if>><<if $RibombeeIntro is true>> "Hi again, Bambi." "Ooh! You remembered my name! What a caring little human you are!" she gushes. "So, what could little ol' me do for you today, human?""<</if>><<if $ForestMazeIntro is true>> <<linkappend "Do you know anything about getting through the forest maze?">> "Hmmm...nope?" She states plainly. "Oh. Well, thanks anyw-" "Wait! I remember! A really long time ago, I got lost in the forest. I ended up in some place with some really tasty sap, and stayed there for hours drinking it! Then, when I told Viv about it, she said that stuff was only in the deepest part of the forest. So I guess I didn't get lost after all!" Bambi seems proud of herself. "So...do you remember anything about getting there?" "Um...it was nighttime when I decided to leave, and I was following some stars to get out. I think I first went north when I left...?" "So the last step is to go south. Got it. Thanks!" "No problem!"<<set $ForestHint5 to true>><</linkappend>><</if>><</if>><<if $tf is "Roselia">> "Wow, it's Rosie!" Bambi greets you excitedly. "What brings you out here?" "I'm in-between shows at the moment, and I figured I'd say hello to my favorite Ribombee~" you tease. "Aww, so sweet! I'm doing just dandy, especially now that you're here!" "I'm happy to hear it, darling." You take some time to inhale the many scents of the greenhouse. "You're doing a wonderful job with the flowers if I say so myself!" "I'm going to start crying if you keep buttering me up like that!" "Maybe your tears have special properties? Who knows, plants might grow faster if you fill your watering can with them..." "I know you're joking, but now I kind of want to try it!" you chuckle as you bid Bambi farewell for now.<</if>><<if $tf is "Roserade">> "Wow, Rosie!" Bambi gasps. "You're looking GREAT!" "Oh, you noticed! Thank you for the lovely comment!" you say while embracing her. "How's everything in the greenhouse?" "Pretty great! All the plants are doing just fine- and I'm sure they're glad to know that a famous celebrity care so much about their wellbeing!" "So glad to hear it." You turn to face the botanical crowd. "I'm expecting great things from all of you! The tastiest berries, the sweetest-smelling flowers, the finest perfumes!" Now you place an arm around the Ribombee's shoulder. "And if anyone can help you achieve your full potential, it's this woman right here!" Bambi blushes from your praise. "Oh, my! That's a lot of pressure you're putting on me, Rosie!" She balls her hands into fists, seemingly focused. "But, I'll do my best!" "That's my girl," you grin. After another minute of small talk, you're soon bidding Bambi farewell.<</if>><<if $tf is "Vespiquen">><<if $RibombeeIntro is true>> "Oh, my!" Bambi says. "It's an honor to get a visit from a queen!" She quickly heads off to one patch of plants before presenting you with a handful of Bluk Berries. "These just grew in! I'd love if if you tried one. Popping one in your mouth, your face lights up at the deliciously sweet taste of the juices washing over your taste buds. "Incredible! It's so rare to try a berry that tastes this good." "Hearing that from a royal figure like you really makes me day!" The Ribombee is ecstatic. "I'll be sure to grow more for you! I'll carve out a bigger plot of land for those berries, too." "That isn't necessary, truly...but I would appreciate it," you smile. "I'll be sure to let the hive know of your skill- I'm sure you'll be getting many more customers soon enough." "Ooh! You're so benevolent, queen Vespiquen!" That reminds me, I should probably think of a new name for myself. You spend another moment chatting up Bambi before heading on your way (not without getting your hands on a few more Bluk Berries, of course!)<<else>> "Oh, my!" the Ribombee says. "It's an honor to get a visit from a queen!" She quickly heads off to one patch of plants before presenting you with a handful of Bluk Berries. "These just grew in! I'd love if if you tried one. Popping one in your mouth, your face lights up at the deliciously sweet taste of the juices washing over your taste buds. "Incredible! It's so rare to try a berry that tastes this good." "Hearing that from a royal figure like you really makes me day!" The Ribombee is ecstatic. "I'll be sure to grow more for you! I'll carve out a bigger plot of land for those berries, too." "That isn't necessary, truly...but I would appreciate it," you smile. "I'll be sure to let the hive know of your skill- I'm sure you'll be getting many more customers soon enough." "Ooh! You're so benevolent, queen Vespiquen!" That reminds me, I should probably think of a new name for myself. You spend another moment chatting up the Bug-type before heading on your way (not without getting your hands on a few more Bluk Berries, of course!)<</if>><</if>> [[Go back.|Greenhouse][$RibombeeIntro to true]]

<img src="img/spinarak.png" width="628" height="706" alt="Spinarak" /> <<if $tf is "human">><<if $SpinarakIntro isnot true>> "Hello, human. Would you mind lending me some of your blood?" She sounds completely serious. "Sorry...I'm using it right now," you say, a little concerned for your safety. "Pity. I've been running out of materials to paint with, and that shade of red would've been just what I needed to depict a dying star...if you change your mind, I'll be here..."<</if>><<if $SpinarakIntro is true>> "Welcome back, human. Have you changed your mind about the blood? I only need a liter or two..."<</if>><<if $ForestMazeIntro is true>> <<linkappend "Do you know anything about getting through the forest maze?">> "Not much, I'm afraid. I simply tend to roam around for inspiration. Sometimes getting lost is the best cure for artist's block...as it stands, I've only ever visited the center of the labyrinth once." "Do you remember anything about getting there?" "I believe it involved travelling north at some point. Certainly not at the shrine- I would've remembered going north at the shrine." "What do you-" "All of this talk bores me. Unless you're ready to part with some blood, I suggest you be on your way." You sigh. Guess that's all I'm getting out of her.<<set $ForestHint4 to true>><</linkappend>><</if>><</if>><<if $tf is "Roselia">> Ina gives off an aloof attitude as you approach. "Hello, Rosie. You have impeccable timing; I'm in need of some breast milk, would you mind parting with yours?" You just stare at her for a moment before laughing. "Oh, dear Ina! I'm afraid I'm not producing any right now. I'd need to find a mate for that, and well..." "Then I suggest you find one and get pregnant as soon as possible," she says bluntly. "I wish to paint a Lunatone and require just the right shade of yellow..." "Well, if that does happen, I promise you'll be the first to know, dear." She simply nods before leaving you- presumably off to find more rare paints.<</if>><<if $tf is "Roserade">> Ina gives off an aloof attitude as you approach. "Hello, Rosie. Congratulations on the evolution. You have impeccable timing; I'm in need of some breast milk, would you mind parting with yours?" You just stare at her for a moment before laughing. "Oh, sweet Ina! I know my chest is bigger than before, but that's not because of any milk, unfortunately. Maybe after I get a partner..." "Then I suggest you find one and get pregnant as soon as possible," she says bluntly. "I wish to paint a Solrock and require just the right shade of yellow..." "Well, with the way I feel now, that may happen sooner rather than later," you grin. "Rest assured, once I start lactating I'll make sure to send you a bottle or two!" She simply nods before leaving you- presumably off to find more rare paints.<</if>><<if $tf is "Vespiquen">> "Are you the new queen I've been hearing about?" the Spinarak wastes no time in asking as you approach. "Word seems to travel quickly here- yes, that's me." "Perfect. I'm in dire need of some honey, you see. I'm just not finding the right blend of colors for my palette, but I truly believe that some fresh honey will lead to the perfect shade of green...not quite unlike the green of my own body, now that I think about it." She looks over her own body proudly while speaking. Despite having been a Vespiquen for such little time, you feel strangely protective of the hive already. "That's rather presumptuous to assume you're entitled to the fruit of our people's labor..." "Hmph. The last queen would have happily obliged my request, you know," the Bug-type says while crossing her arms, annoyed. "Well, she's no longer available, unfortunately. You'll have to make do with me from now on." You take joy in exercising your power over her. "As for the honey, perhaps I'll be in a better mood if you ask tomorrow." "But-" "Goodbye for now!" you wave at her cheekily as she's soon gone from your mind.<</if>> [[Return to the maze junction.|Forest Maze][$SpinarakIntro to true]]

Just as you're about to take a step towards the exit, one of your legs is pulled back, causing you to trip. You turn to see a large root coiled around your calf, snaking up your thigh for a better grip. Following it to its source, you're surprised to find it coming from the sap tree you've been milking all day- and now it's got a face! A pretty menancing one too, with one soulless red eye staring back at you. <img src="img/trevenant.jpeg" width="500" height="500" alt="Trevenant" /> "Ohhhh nooooo, my bad-behaving bug," the tree speaks. "I'm afraid I can't let you leave. In all my time as a Trevenant, I've never seen such terrible etiquette! Mweheehee..." The Pokémon's bark opens up in several spots, jagged cuts exposing pitch black insides that make you wonder what ethereal being you've just entangled yourself with. "Don't get me wrong, the release you gave me was wonderful...but have you ever heard of consent, honey? You're no better than a common thief, taking my fluids without even consulting me first!" How were you supposed to know that this tree was alive- er, ALIVE alive? Now that you think about it, it was definitely strange how much the tree stood out compared to the others in the forest...and how phallic that spout looked. But it definitely didn't have a FACE before! "I'm sorry, mister! This is all a big misunderstanding! I just wanted some sap, honest!" "Oh-ho! Well, perhaps once I'm done with you, you'll learn to ask before taking what you want so greedily." Another root latches onto your other leg as you start being gradually dragged towards the Ghost-type. "Yes, indeed! It would be irresponsible of me to let you go without teaching you a proper lesson, first." You gulp as the tree's sizable dick gets closer and closer, seeming to become more rigid as the distance between it and you is lessened. You're certainly not strong enough to escape the Trevenant's grip, and the smirk he's currently giving off tells you that he knows it. Well...it can't be that bad, [[right?|LeavannyEND]]

Memories flood back to you. Your Trainer, loving you ever since you were an Eevee. "I'm going to make you so pretty, Sylvie. There's nothing wrong with being a pretty boy!" And she was serious. Those treats she feeds you every day? //Loaded// with estrogen. And their effects showed on your bottom-heavy body. Granted, it was only //after// you evolved, so some things were still masculine- or one large throbbing thing with two dangling companions, really. Not that you were complaining. You felt secure in your maleness, but it was still fun to pretend to be a girl- or to see people's reactions when the truth- the large, hard truth- flopped out. //More memories. A contest hall, with you dressed up in your girliest garb, posing and winking for your many fans. "Just look at her, folks! Sylvie's owning the stage! Let's show her some love!" The crowd roars with excitement.// <img src="img/sylveon2.jpg" width="500" height="500"/> You still have some human memories...but you're starting to prefer these new ones... Such a good boy... A glove brushes a finger along your belly until it reaches your cock, where it then travels down its length. You the size of your genitals has remained unchanged. My big, strong baby! You try standing again, taking a few steps around. You barely registering how natural your body feels. The way you move with only your toes touching the ground. The heft of your dick as it bobs around with every other step you take. The gloves fade momentarily, and though you expect Valerie, what you see this time leaves you <<linkappend "stunned.">> <img src="img/valerie2.jpg" width="500" height="500"/> "I promised you a good reward for winning the last gym battle. Don't you enjoy staring at my nice breasts, Sylvie?" Valerie's furisode, barely clinging to her body. Her hair (frustratingly) dangling in front of her nipples. She gives you a warm smile and returns to touching you in places innocent and lewd, with equal amount of affection. As you take in her curvy body, she chuckles. "You never get tired of looking at me, do you Sylvie?" she says while moving her hands to her breasts, squeezing them for you. "That's okay, this is all for you~ It might be a while before you'll get a nice female to keep you company and bear your children, so stare all you want if it helps you get release, okay?" Is this a dream? No, it's a simulation. But...is it really? The realism presented to you is starting to make you doubt otherwise, especially when one hand grasps your cock, the other pushing your chest, making you fall onto your back. Do I even care...[[definitely not!|SylveonSim]]<</linkappend>>

"Your member is so swollen~ You must be //quite// pent up..." You're completely in love with the sweet sounds of her voice; her genuine interest in tending to your needs. It gets harder to stand still as the pleasure builds within you. "It's adorable, seeing your ribbons squirm when you're worked up~" You just now notice the bows present on your ear and collar, where said ribbons are projecting from. Where did THOSE come from?! Now that you're aware of their existence, you try to focus on controlling them. It takes longer than you expect when your mind keeps switching focus to the handjob, but eventually you can move them through the air freely. Then, you move them slowly towards Valerie's breasts, the ribbons roaming all over haphazardly while also trying to get in a few squeezes. The sensation, while odd, is not unpleasant. "Naughty boy..." you hear. It's a few moments of you watching her tits wobble as she jerks you off before she speaks up again. "I'm glad you're having fun Sylvie..." she giggles while noticing your line of sight, before gaining a devious smirk as she pumps you faster, "Now, what kind of mate is my boy imagining? Perhaps someone to make perfect little Eevee babies with...then I can spoil you all day with the money we'll make...but what kind of girl does my precious gem deserve? How about Vaporeon? Would you like an extra wet pussy, Sylvie?" You struggle to hold back against her words and her touch alike, the thought of a new life centered around ramming Eeveelutions all day being surprisingly desirable. The floating gloves return, one moving at mach speed on your cock while the other rubs along your chest and belly, though you still hear Valerie's voice. "How about a little Flareon to breed, hmm? Would you like an extra warm hole for your lovestick, boy?" The thought of that makes you start panting; your ribbons are floating in the air, squirming again. Your mind wanders to fantasy, thinking about your perfect Flareon gal. Gripping her soft, warm waist, staring into her deep blue eyes, grabbing her big hefty tits, and stroking that wonderfully floofy fur to snuggle up to. You think about living with her on a ranch, fucking to your heart's content, and spending all your time together, hanging out under a star-filled sky. <img src="img/flareon.jpg" width="500" height="500" /> Valerie senses your growing excitement. "Oooh, so that's what you like~ I'll find you the naughtiest Flareon in Kalos! She'll be addicted to that rod of yours, keeping you up all day and night. How does that sound?" Fuck...I can't hold it anymore! You indulge in the pleasure of blowing your load as the angle of your canine cock directs it straight at your Trainer's face. <<linkappend "Fuuuuuck....!">> <img src="img/sylveon3.jpg" width="500" height="500" /> "Good boy, Sylvie. Gooood boooy..." Valerie praises, the sight of her cum-splattered visage threatening to arouse you again if you weren't so exhausted already. With any thoughts about the simulation put behind you, you moved on top of her body in a tight embrace. With your head snuggled quite comfortably between her breasts, and her starting to pet you once more, you were in an absolute bliss- eyelids drooping, your body deciding it was time for a [[nap.|SylveonEND][$tf to "Sylveon"]]<</linkappend>>

!!!!One week later... "Well, looks like all the paperwork's done." you hear a voice off to your left. You're resting comfortably on the ground of the Pokemon Day Care, waiting for your Trainer and the Day Care Lady to finish talking so you can get a headstart on a very enjoyable week of breeding. "So, you said your Sylvie is from good stock?" "Oh yes. 6 max IVs, actually." Valerie responds. "Is the partner here as requested?" "Yeah, Davis brought a Flareon from overseas. Only 5IV, but still, shouldn't take that long to get that perfect Shiny..." the Day Care Lady explained. "Now, we'll just need some quick measurements...oh? Is he okay?" She looks at you, somewhat concerned but mostly curious. You can't help but stare at her curves. Subtle, but definitely womanly. You wonder what she looks like underneath her overalls. //Wag wag wag.// Valerie chuckles. "That's him appreciating your body. He's saying, 'I'd like to see your breasts, please!'" A blush forms on the breeder's face. "O-oh! Thank you, Sylvie..." She seems to hesitate for a moment, gripping her undershirt along with the straps of her overalls. "W-well, this'll help with getting measurements, I guess...okay! I'll do it! Look here, boy!" You stare in amazement, mouth agape as she flashes you, supple breasts bouncing as they're freed from their confines. <img src="img/XYbreeder.jpg" width="500" height="500" /> Your body reacts quickly, cock at full mast in no time, along with your excited tail. //Wagwagwagwagwagwagwagwag.// "W-wow, he really likes them!" The breeder then gasps as her attention turns to your dick. "Oh my...he's huge!" "Hah, he may be a Pokémon, yet one with a great appreciation of the feminine form, human and otherwise. Right, Sylvie?" Valerie scratches you behind the ears as you blush. //I think I'm going to like it here.// ------ As you're taken to a backyard, Valerie bids you farewell. "Enjoy yourself, Sylvie!" One final wave and you're left to your own devices. It's not long before you find your way to a nearby barn, the aforementioned Flareon, asleep on a pile of hay. "Hi there...are you awake?" you begin, tapping lightly on the Eeveelution's head. Her eyelids slowly opened, and it seemed to take a moment before she was aware of your presence. She looked at you with a smile, one that grew as her eyes locked onto your penis- full-size from the attention. <img src="img/flareon2.jpg" width="500" height="500" /> "Wow, you didn't try to fuck me with that monster while I was sleeping? What a gentleman!" she giggled. "Usually with guys like you I end up moaning waaaay before I start talking! Not that I mind~" "Well, I like the sound of that," you respond, a bit unsure of how to react to the Flareon's forwardness. "Sylvie, by the way. And sorry in advance for anything weird I do, I'm kind of new to this whole thing..." "Flay. And don't worry about it Sylvie, I've had plenty of partners, good and bad. Let's just say I'm a very patient girl." As she stands, she pulls you into a tight hug; ribbons squirm and your tail races in glee as you feel her soft breasts press against your chest, with her large floofy tail teasingly rubbing along your body. "Feels good, right?" You nod. "It'll feel even better while you're plowing into me. Wanna see?" And so begun a new stage in your new life as a Sylveon. You certainly didn't expect this to be your fate from running into that strange mansion. But as you positioned yourself on top of Flay, your body against hers, you realized how little you cared. You were a beloved Pokémon with a loving Trainer and a lovely mate, and that was enough. You didn't know if you could ever return to your human life, but there were other things currently on your mind- and as you eagerly went at your partner, your cock lovingly embraced by her warm, tight pussy, one thought stood out from the rest: She was right- this does feel even better! <img src="img/sylveon4.jpg" width="500" height="500" /> <hr><img src="img/SPRITE/sylveonSPRITE.png" style="vertical-align: middle;"/>Ending 7: Mastering the Masuda Method<<set memorize("PMsylveon", true)>>

The second the warm water runs over your body, you let out a sigh of relief. For a Grass-type like yourself, the feeling is especially invigorating. Doing all these shows in one day does tire a Pokémon out...but I'd gladly do twice as many if I was still able to end the day like this! Getting to do so many shows everyday and hang out with the girls every night might have been a little routine, but the lifestyle suits you just fine. Not to mention your enjoyment for switching up the routine with new moves every so often. The first time I tried Sweet Scent was particularly memorable... As your pores open up, you spend a few minutes with a loofah scrubbing those hard to reach places (with extra care to your sensitive areas). Eventually, you step out of the shower, completely relaxed as you look over yourself in the vanity. <img src="img/roselia.png" width="684" height="700" alt="Roselia"/> Nothing like a wash to get you looking and feeling perfect! As you grab a towel, you hear a knock on your door. Opening it, you see the Servine stagehand from earlier, a blush appearing on his face as he notices your glistening wet body. "M-miss Rosie, ma'am? Next show's on in five." You nod, turning away as you start drying yourself off. After what you think is a little too much time, you hear the door close behind you. While passing the towel all around your body, you think about how easily you could have been born into a different role. You could've hatched as a Munchlax, or a Glameow. Maybe not even hatched at all- imagine being born a human! While that life might have been interesting, you certainly don't regret where you are now in life. "Well, that's enough dawdling. The show must go on!" You cast the towel aside and begin to strut out of your room, looking forward to your next act- and shower! <hr><img src="img/SPRITE/roseliaSPRITE.png" style="vertical-align: middle;"/>Ending 10: The Grass is Greener<<set memorize("PMroselia", true)>>

<<if $tf is "human">><img src="img/chesnaught.jpg" width="520" height="374"/> <img src="img/torterra.jpg" width="286" height="400" /> You approach a Chesnaught and Torterra, who seem to be in the middle of a conversation. "Listen bro, I don't give a Rattata's ass how much 'technical skill' they got. Who gives a shit if they use the pole or not? Just shake them titties a bit, you know? That's all you gotta do!" the Chesnaught argues. "Uh, you mean the booty, right?" the Torterra counters. "That's where the party's at!" "What? No way man, tits are the more interesting feature by far!" his hands make a curving motion, ending in him cupping an imaginary chest. "Tch, whatever, man. I'm gonna buy you a dance with Marcie, no way you'll have the same opinion after that." "Ha! You can try, Terry. Good luck trying to turn this guy into an ass man, though." "We'll see..." the Torterra named Terry turns toward you. "Uh, do you mind? This is a private chat..." "Oh, sorry," you manage before quickly [[walking away.|Auditorium]]<</if>><<if $tf is "Roselia">><img src="img/chesnaught.jpg" width="520" height="374"/> <img src="img/torterra.jpg" width="286" height="400" /> You approach a familiar Chesnaught and Torterra, in the middle of one of their many...interesting conversations. "Listen bro, I don't give a Rattata's ass how much 'technical skill' they got. Who gives a shit if they use the pole or not? Just shake them titties a bit, you know? That's all you gotta do!" the Chesnaught argues. "Uh, you mean the booty, right?" the Torterra counters. "That's where the party's at!" "What? No way man, tits are the more interesting feature by far!" his hands make a curving motion, ending in him cupping an imaginary chest. "Boys, boys!" you interrupt, catching their attention as you strut towards them. "Can't we simply agree that there's a place for both T and A in today's world?" You make sure to stick out your assets as you mention them. "Rosie!" they both exclaim, now looking you over as you give them a sideview of all your curves. Then they turn towards each other for a moment before the Chesnaught starts to speak. "You're right, Rosie. There's a lot to love about boobs and butts..." "...especially on the right woman!" the Torterra adds. "Oh you flatterer," you wave a flower hand at him. "Will I have the pleasure of seeing you two at my next show?" They both nod without a second thought. "Fabulous! I'll see you there, then~" You turned to leave, but not without hearing a few final words from the pair. "Arceus, that ass! No wonder she's the star of the show..." "Ha! I told you ass is better than tits!" Smiling to yourself, you give your jiggly butt a nice spank, hoping your admirers saw the ripples forming as you went back to the [[main area|Auditorium]] of the club.<</if>><<if $tf is "Roserade">><img src="img/chesnaught.jpg" width="520" height="374"/> <img src="img/torterra.jpg" width="286" height="400" /> You approach a familiar Chesnaught and Torterra, in the middle of one of their many...interesting conversations. "Listen bro, I don't give a Rattata's ass how much 'technical skill' they got. Who gives a shit if they use the pole or not? Just shake them titties a bit, you know? That's all you gotta do!" the Chesnaught argues. "Uh, you mean the booty, right?" the Torterra counters. "That's where the party's at!" "What? No way man, tits are the more interesting feature by far!" his hands make a curving motion, ending in him cupping an imaginary chest. "Boys, boys!" you interrupt, catching their attention as you strut towards them. "There's an easy way to settle this." "Rosie!" the pair say. "You look...different. In a good way!" the Torterra mentions. "Yeah...did you get a boob job?" the Chesnaught asks. "You've always got breasts on the mind, haven't you Chester?" With quick movement, you jump on the Pokémon's lap, rubbing your butt against him to bring his cock to attention. Chester groans as he's taken by surprise. "Perhaps it's time to get a taste of what you've been missing~" "Holy shit! Rosie, what-" the Torterra begins. "I didn't forget about you, Terry!" You thrust your chest towards him. "Get a feeling for these and tell me what you think!" He seems conflicted for a moment, before grinning confidently. "Damn! Well, I can't say no to you, Rosie..." His strong hands grab at your tits excitedly as you let out a moan of your own. "See, boys? You're...mmph...missing out on half of the...ahn...experience!" "Oh, I was wrong, Rosie," Chester admits. "Soooo wroooong." "Y-yeah, me too," Terry adds. "These tits are incredible!" "Now," you say as you stand up again, gently pushing the pair away. "I haven't had a real chance to try out this body yet. I would really appreciate some help breaking it in...What do you two say?" "Hell yes!" Terry and Chester cheer. That's all you needed to [[hear|RoseradeEND]].<</if>><<if $tf is "Vespiquen">>-Vespiquen- get asked if you're a new dancer.<</if>>

Once you were willing to go all the way with the Dustox, an ingenious plan came to you for helping the hive. You talked it over with Bea and eventually announced your intentions for the colony's future to all your workers and drones: you and Dustin would make it a priority to mate until you could produce new Combee for the hive. A subset of workers would find a new purpose in keeping the (now displaced) drones satisfied from time to time, in addition to helping to retrain them for tasks that were less...sexual in nature. A lot of confusion came about in the first week of changes, and you found it quite amusing to watch inexperienced workers struggle to do something as simple as jerk off a drone's cock. But their drive to succeed in their tasks became readily apparent as they progressed to getting a male to orgasm in record time- and watching the smiles on their cum-coated faces, they seemed delighted with their efforts. The hatching of your first clutch cemented your legacy to all the Beedrill; you were the new queen that appeared during a desparate hour and became a savior of the hive. Yet Dustin was one of the few who saw something different: a playful, more outwardly compassionate Pokémon with struggles and fears like any common bug. It's nice to not always be treated like royalty...especially in times like these, you blushed. You might be a queen, but right now it was Dustin who wielded the scepter. <img src="img/vespserv2.png" width="650" height="765" alt="vesptox2" /> As you took in your moth mate's member repeatedly, the symphony of moans was only matched by the sound of your wings beating in sync with his own. It was quite the experience to have, dirtying up your soft, expensive quill bed within your royal chambers. Knowing that some workers outside could probably hear you made it that much more kinky. "Hey, uh, I'm getting pretty close-!" Dustin warned. "The hive is counting on us, Dustin!" you encouraged him. "Fill me up with another colony!" "Anything for you, QueeNIE!!" his voice rose right as he blew his load into you. With one more vocalization of pleasure, you let the bliss wash over you body before taking a moment to catch your breath. With a sudden desire to cuddle, you quickly took Dustin and held him close, uncaring about the semen that's now stuck to your torso. A few minutes of silence ensued within that tight embrace, before you spoke up. "I'm surprised you took top position...I enjoy this bold side of you!" "Yeah, well, I gotta try and surprise you sometimes, right?" Dustin said, his gaze avoiding your own. "Otherwise, who knows? One day I might wake up and never see you again cuz you got bored of me!" "Hey. Don't joke like that," you give him a serious look. "I'm happy with you just the way you are, okay?" "I...really? A loser like me?" "Listen, I told Bea to help you out if you were horny and I was too busy with royal duties. Does that mean you don't love me anymore?" "No, Queenie! It's all just relief with her, no emotion at all!" he defends. "I'd give it up in a heartbeat to make you happy!" "And I know that," you smile. "If I can trust you, don't you think you can trust me when I tell you I'll always have feelings for you? Only you?" He sighs before gripping your body tighter. "You're right." He rises from the ground, in good spirits once more. "How's about we take a trip around the flower fields, a day to ourselves?" "I'd like that. Maybe we should get cleaned up at some point, though?" "Oh, let's ask Viv for her watering can! I use it all the time for a quick shower!" You laugh. Spending your days messing around with this cute little Dustox? Yeah, you could do that. <hr><img src="img/SPRITE/vespiquenSPRITE.png" style="vertical-align: middle;"/>Ending 8: Lovebugs<<set memorize("PMvespiquen", true)>>

You stare at the glowing stone in your hands. Life as a Roselia has been just lovely...but you can't help but wonder where you might've been had you evolved long ago. Would you have decided to live in the forest, giving yourself wholly to this beautiful green planet you and many others call home? You certainly don't have those aspirations right now, but you're not opposed to increasing your spiritual awareness. It's almost as if...someone is calling out to me... You're not really sure how these stones work, yet the voice in your head seems to be guiding you to the Celebi statue nearby. The voice, now that you focus on it, doesn't appear to be speaking at all- more like sharing feelings and thoughts with you. You take a moment to look at the statue in all its glory; despite its constant exposure to the elements, it looks to be in pristine condition. You spot no signs of erosion as you circle the stone monument. Is this the forest's doing? Its...protection, its blessing? A warm, pleasant feeling invades your mental space. Then...can I too have everlasting beauty? If I accept Mother Nature's embrace...can I...be perfect? The earlier sensation remains. You place the Shiny Stone at the foot of the statue. "Please, let me become closer to nature!" you cry out to the world. Your plea does not go unnoticed, as the ground around you begins to shake. You notice the stone starts to levitate a few feet in the air, shining brightly before losing its solid form. A ball of light hangs in the space momentarily, then scatters to the wind, photons spreading in all directions. As they come into contact with your body, you feel that light- no, the forest itself- finally able to communicate directly with you. It spoke with both adoration and authority: "YOU WILL BECOME OUR VESSEL THROUGH WHICH A MORE PERFECT WORLD MAY BE CREATED. IN RETURN, YOU WILL BE REWARDED WITH A NEW FORM. A BETTER FORM. [[ACCEPT|RoseradeTF2]] OUR BLESSING, VESSEL."

<<if $tf is "human">>You manage to get the door open a few inches before a green appendage grabs your arm, yanking you inside. The Maractus you meet seems quite vibrant on first impression, refusing to stand still even when she starts talking to you. <img src="img/maractus.jpeg" width="500" height="500" alt="Maractus"/> "Heya! Do a quick dance with me!" You fumble for a moment as you're unsure whether to follow along, but her guidance (and strength) soon have you interlocking your hands with hers. It doesn't take long before she starts pulling you this way and that way, and with barely any chance to get a sense of the rhythm of the music, you have a hard time keeping up with her movements. What doesn't help get you into the dancing spirit is the awfully short distance between you and the pointed edges near her face and ears. "Watch the spikes! Teehee~" For a moment you're interested in trying to get a grip on her waist (and potentially near her very appealing, very bouncy butt), but instead you choose to focus on gripping her hands as tightly as possible so you don't end up getting flung towards a wall. You've been so focused on staying upright that you didn't even realize until now that the music playing- some type of samba- is completely disconnected from the Pokémon's steps, her seemingly moving to music that's in her own head, if not dancing completely randomly. Shifting some attention to a maraca-like sound in the room that also doesn't match the song, you realize it's coming from the Maractus' body as she swings her hips and arms. After what feels like an hour but in reality several minutes, she finally winds down, giving you a moment to breathe and wipe some sweat off your body. "Thanks for joining me, that was a lot of fun!" Marcie says as she's already ushering you out of her room. "Not to mention a good workout!" A final wave before the door closes in front of you- it's only a few seconds before you hear that maraca sound again. ...what the heck just happened? Maybe it's time to check out the [[other rooms.|Client Rooms]]<</if>><<if $tf is "Roselia">> Opening the door, you relax your arms as you know what's coming- and as always, you're yanked into the room by Marcie's grip. You immediately begin to get into a rhythm with the Maractus, aware of her tendencies to begin conversations- everything, in fact- with a dance. <img src="img/maractus2.jpeg" width="500" height="500" alt="Maractus" /> "Rosie!!" she greets you excitedly. "How was the show? Are you showing off your ass more like I told you to?" You laugh as you recall her suggestion from last time. "Oh Marcie, you know very well I couldn't hide that thing no matter how hard I try!" "I gotcha! I'm just sayin', you know I get to do those one on ones with customers, and they ALL tell me they're ass men. Racks don't get you as far these days, Rosie! You're wasting prime time on those titties!" You smirk. "I don't know if I'd go that far, dear...tonight's crowd seemed to enjoy them! Maybe men just tell you what you want to hear, hmm?" "I guess you're right," she frowned briefly. "They're all the same...but they keep paying, and I'll keep dancing, no doubt!" Marcie shakes her ass teasingly in front of you. "Phew! It's always a workout with you, girl. Thanks for the fun~" <img src="img/maractus4.jpeg" width="500" height="500" alt="Maractus" /> "Certainly! And remember to flaunt what you've got, Marcie! Because it's a lot." As the dance comes to a close, you finish with a brief bow before going back into the [[hallway|Client Rooms]].<</if>><<if $tf is "Roserade">>Opening the door, you decide to mix it up a bit today. The moment arms reach out to pull you into a dance, you graciously swerve out of the way, walking into the room and grabbing Marcie by the hips while standing behind her. <img src="img/maractus2.jpeg" width="500" height="500" alt="Maractus" /> "Hey, getting this close usually costs extra, you know!" the Maractus teases. "Oh wow, are you trying something new, Rosie?" "You could say that." She's clearly not used to being the follower in a dance routine- you can tell she wants to try and pick up the speed of your movements, but you squeeze her tightly to maintain control. Both of you move with the tempo of a slow, intimate dance- despite the fast-paced samba that's currently playing through her speakers. "I never get to do these kinds of dances, ya know. But now, I gotta say...they're pretty fun!" "Aren't they? I feel like something's missing, though...ah, yes!" your arms slide up from Marcie's hips to her chest; a maraca-like sound plays as you yank off her top and jiggle each boob around with a much quicker pace than your impromptu dance. "Ah, such a lovely pair you have, dear~" "Rosieeee!" Marcie laughs, which causes her to make a few missteps. "We can't dance if you keep feeling me up!" You end your shenanigans and let her assume the lead once more, enjoying her swift movements over the next few minutes. Once the dance comes to a close, she looks at you with a blush. <img src="img/maractus3.jpeg" width="500" height="500" alt="Maractus" /> "Dang girl! If you ever want more than just a feel, you know where to find me!" You laugh, finishing with a brief bow before going back into the [[hallway|Client Rooms]].<</if>>

!!Ditto Mode Here you can skip to the beginning of transformations you've unlocked. <<if recall("PMaudino", false)>><img src="img/SPRITE/audinoSPRITE.png" style="vertical-align: middle;"/>[[Audino|ClinicSick]]<<else>><img src="img/SPRITE/missingSPRITE.png" style="vertical-align: middle;"/>???<</if>> <<if recall("PMdelcatty", false)>><img src="img/SPRITE/delcattySPRITE.png" style="vertical-align: middle;"/>[[Delcatty|HouseWake]]<<else>><img src="img/SPRITE/missingSPRITE.png" style="vertical-align: middle;"/>???<</if>> <<if recall("PMdunsparce", false)>><img src="img/SPRITE/dunsparceSPRITE.png" style="vertical-align: middle;"/>[[Dunsparce|StealStoneFail]]<<else>><img src="img/SPRITE/missingSPRITE.png" style="vertical-align: middle;"/>???<</if>> <<if recall("PMleavanny", false)>><img src="img/SPRITE/leavannySPRITE.png" style="vertical-align: middle;"/>[[Leavanny|Deep Forest]]<<else>><img src="img/SPRITE/missingSPRITE.png" style="vertical-align: middle;"/>???<</if>> <<if recall("PMlucario", false)>><img src="img/SPRITE/lucarioSPRITE.png" style="vertical-align: middle;"/>[[Lucario|GlitchWake]]<<else>><img src="img/SPRITE/missingSPRITE.png" style="vertical-align: middle;"/>???<</if>> <<if recall("PMquilava", false)>><img src="img/SPRITE/quilavaSPRITE.png" style="vertical-align: middle;"/>[[Quilava|DungeonWake]]<<else>><img src="img/SPRITE/missingSPRITE.png" style="vertical-align: middle;"/>???<</if>> <<if recall("PMroselia", false)>><img src="img/SPRITE/roseliaSPRITE.png" style="vertical-align: middle;"/>[[Roselia|PetililTalk][$tf to 'human']]<<else>><img src="img/SPRITE/missingSPRITE.png" style="vertical-align: middle;"/>???<</if>> <<if recall("PMroserade", false)>><img src="img/SPRITE/roseradeSPRITE.png" style="vertical-align: middle;"/>[[Roserade|RoseradeTF]]<<else>><img src="img/SPRITE/missingSPRITE.png" style="vertical-align: middle;"/>???<</if>> <<if recall("PMsceptile", false)>><img src="img/SPRITE/sceptileSPRITE.png" style="vertical-align: middle;"/>[[Sceptile|PMD2wake]]<<else>><img src="img/SPRITE/missingSPRITE.png" style="vertical-align: middle;"/>???<</if>> <<if recall("PMmegasceptile", false)>><img src="img/SPRITE/megasceptileSPRITE.png" style="vertical-align: middle;"/>[[Mega Sceptile|PMD2wake][$ScepStone to true]]<<else>><img src="img/SPRITE/missingSPRITE.png" style="vertical-align: middle;"/>???<</if>> <<if recall("PMsylveon", false)>><img src="img/SPRITE/sylveonSPRITE.png" style="vertical-align: middle;"/>[[Sylveon|Simulation Room]]<<else>><img src="img/SPRITE/missingSPRITE.png" style="vertical-align: middle;"/>???<</if>> <<if recall("PMvespiquen", false)>><img src="img/SPRITE/vespiquenSPRITE.png" style="vertical-align: middle;"/>[[Vespiquen|BeedrillStung]]<<else>><img src="img/SPRITE/missingSPRITE.png" style="vertical-align: middle;"/>???<</if>> [[Return to Main Menu|Start]]

!!!Several days later... "Tsk. It seems I've run out again," you scowl. "I'll have to ask the brute for more, then." As a Spinarak artist, it's difficult at times to be able to get a painting just the way you want. Perhaps the most annoying part is getting the necessary materials from...less than ideal characters. Scuttling on your arachnid legs as you make your way into the deepest part of the forest, you think of ways to approach that nuisance of a Trevenant lurking in the forest. "I'd really prefer not to give up any more of my rare cache of Berries this time. But getting that sap is quite the urgent matter- how am I going to paint this coffin otherwise? Think-" you're pulled out of your thoughts by a strange sound in the distance. It just so happens to be coming from the direction you're heading as well. You pick up the pace, and the sound becomes more distinct. Someone's...moaning? No, yelling? Both? "Just what is going on..." "M-mister! I already said sorry! What more do you-ahgn!" a familiar voice rings out. Sigh. Is it Vanny again? You shake your head. It was thanks to her that sap was so hard to find these days and you had to resort to dealing with that ghastly Trevenant for resupply. "What has she gotten herself into?" The situation becomes clear as you make it the end of the path, finding the Leavanny in the middle of being penetrated by your Pokémon of interest, using his claws to hold her head down. It's quite the <<linkappend "sight.">> <img src="img/leavanny3.jpeg" width="500" height="500" alt="Leavanny" /> "Nnngh!! //So...good...mmm...//" Vanny moans, until she notes you watching in the distance. "I m-mean, that's enough! Stop fucking me! P-please?" The Trevenant laughs with glee. "Hmm...that 'please' is good to hear. But 'fucking'? Oh dear, that's quite foul language to be using in polite conversation, miss! Looks like you'll be needing a few more lessons after all, mwehee!" Internally, you're rolling your eyes. Now I'll have to wait even longer to get my paint. You're about to call it quits, but you look at the scene before you one last time. Something about the look of pleasure on the Leavanny's face and the way she's locked in place speaks to you... "Hmm...now that I think about it, this does give me a fantastic idea for a piece...and I won't even need sap for it!" You looked back at the Bug-type currently in the throes of passion, this time with a smile on your face as you considered the artistic opportunity. A final thought passed as you left to get your paints: "Oh, Vanny...perhaps you're not so bad after all~" <hr><img src="img/SPRITE/leavannySPRITE.png" style="vertical-align: middle;"/>Ending 9: What a Sap!<</linkappend>><<set $tf to "human">><<set memorize("PMleavanny", true)>>

!!!!Years later... You were never sure if it was that Torterra you met soon after your evolution. It could've been that Exeggutor, who was your first customer after you started selling raunchy dances...which typically went on for much longer- and were much rougher- than you anticipated. Maybe it was the enthusiastic young Bayleef whose virginity you claimed proudly. Hell, with all those eggs you hatched during your first clutch, it could've been all of them. It didn't really matter, though. You knew very well what you were getting into with such a lifestyle ahead of you. You were sure you were strong enough to be a single mother, regardless of the challenges ahead in raising so many offspring. After all, dozens of cute baby Budew made for plenty of endearing moments, like the way they'd waddle when taking their first steps. It would coupled with just as many hectic times...like when they'd immediately faceplant after taking said steps and it would be ages before they stopped crying. Through all those years watching your children grow and evolve, you never once gave up on your job. Your popularity only skyrocketed once you became a Roserade, and it made it easy to support your large family. You did your best to keep the details secret from the kids until they were old enough to know...that time where Lia caught you in the middle of a passionate romp with a Serperior still makes you cringe. "Mommy, why were you wrestling with the nice snake man?" Soon enough, many of your offspring flew the nest, headed off to find new places to populate...and hopefully, some partners to mate with. After producing a couple hundred eggs, it seemed Mother Nature was satisfied; you hadn't gotten pregnant in quite some time. That didn't make you any less frisky, though... knock knock "I'll get it, Mother." You never pushed anyone to follow in your footsteps, but it seemed Raye had quite a thing for the spotlight, and refused to leave with her siblings. You for one were quite happy to work with her, an onstage mother and daughter pair as co-stars of the club. Quite the fast learner... And after hours, when the show was over... "This way, please!" Raye brought the next client to you. As you turned to see a Lombre, you also noticed an all-too-familiar look on Raye's face- one she only gave when she was personally interested in a patron. <img src="img/roserade2.jpg" width="800" height="514" alt="Roserade2"/> "Mmmmm...he's very cute, Mother," Raye exclaims, licking her lips while her eyes roam the Lombre's body. "I know it's rude not to share...but, would you mind...?" "He's all yours, daughter. Make sure to show him a good time." "It's nice to meet you, sir~" Raye strutted up to the client. You watched as his eyes followed the swing of her hips. "Huh, I thought you all had capes..." the Lombre asked curiously. "They just get in the way. Here," Raye said, turning around while sticking her butt out, "doesn't my ass look better without one?" "I-uh...it does look great-" "It looks better the closer you get. Here, let me take you next door so I can show you..." "O-okay!" Raye grabbed the Lombre, stringing him along as she made her way outside your room. You were hoping this partner would finally be the one for her. Raye hadn't had much luck yet in getting children of her own- you figured the blessing you received during evolution must not have carried over to your offspring. While you'd be happy with her getting pregnant at all, it'd be nice bonus for your daughter to be in a loving relationship, with a father that stuck around. And as for you...getting to bond more with your child? Watching the beautiful circle of life repeat itself? Getting to take care of another batch of adorable little Budew? You couldn't wait to be a grandmother. <hr><img src="img/SPRITE/roseradeSPRITE.png" style="vertical-align: middle;"/>Ending 11: Nature and Nurture<<set memorize("PMroserade", true)>>

You felt your head start to tingle, and it wasn't long before bushy white hair took over you entire scalp, covering everything from the tips of your old prongs to the sides of your face just within your peripheral vision. You noticed the leaf on your torso begin to crumble away, leaving your breasts completely exposed. "NATURE'S GIFTS ARE NOT TO BE TEASED. THEY ARE A SYMBOL OF BOUNTY AND FERTILITY- PRESENT THEM PROUDLY, VESSEL." Your vision became momentarily obscured, and you found yourself adjusting the mask that had just appeared on your face, giving you the appearance of a sexy superhero. Furthering that idea was the giant drape you felt covering your back, which you realized was a new leafy cape, held in place by a golden choker that was beautifully showcased around your neck. The benefits of your new body became readily apparent; namely, it was much easier for partners to grab a quick feel and allowed easy access to your most intimate parts. You imagine a scenario involving a rather rowdy patron at the club, refusing to keep his hands off of your tits as he repeatedly squeezed them. You would never have let such a situation occur before...but now, the idea was getting you worked up. My, I don't remember feeling quite so...horny, before... Meanwhile, the composition of chlorophyll in your body was altered, the color of your skin having become mildly darker. To your surprise, your areolae changed from its old bright red to a dark green. The purple and black flowers at the ends of your arms replicated and spread outward, each appendage now consisting of 3 magnificent bunches of roses. None of these alterations caught your attention quite like the general boost to your curves however. Hips with more swing to them as you walked, fuller thighs, and breasts with just a bit more heft to help direct a lover's gaze... With these final changes came new sensations in your mind. The urges of the earth; Its desire to be felt, to be loved by all who partake in it. That joyous feeling of intimacy; of flesh against flesh...you craved it, now. You were fruit borne from the earth's labor. No one could ever experience the joy of being you; the closest anyone would come was to be with you. And who were you to deny one with such a noble pursuit? <img src="img/roserade.png" width="525" height="700" alt="Roserade"/> "SPREAD LIFE'S SEED, VESSEL. WITH NATURE'S BLESSING, POPULATE THIS WORLD WITH MORE OF OUR OWN. THAT IS YOUR PURPOSE." You certainly didn't need to be told twice. "Why was I ever such a prude before?" [[Return to the Shrine.|FMaze3][$tf to "Roserade"]]

<<if $BuzzHunt is 1>>"Uh...drone? Beedrill?" you call out. Turning to see you, the drone excitedly buzzes as he closes the distance to only a few inches apart- his penis even closer. I really don't like how close that stinger of his is... "Sooo...uh, yeah...I'm not sure if you've gotten a signal or not- yep, I see that, I know-" you react as he thrusts his abdomen closer towards you. "Listen, you need to get back to the hive. ASAP." "NEED TO bzzt BREED. NEED RELEASE bzzt" He doesn't seem to have listened to you at all. You take in a deep breath and try to put on a stern face. "Look, drone. I'm the queen, okay?" He places his dick within your grip. It doesn't even register in your mind when you reflexively tighten your grasp. <img src="img/vespserv1.jpg" width="679" height="585" alt="Buzzlove"/> "I understand your job and why you're upset." You start to gently stroke the object in your claw, the whole time staring caringly at the drone before you. "You expected a service to be provided, and you were denied that service." You feel your claws starting to become coated in a sticky substance as you change the pace of your strokes. "But, the old queen is no longer in charge. I will lead us to a new future, one where you don't need to rely on the queen for satisfaction." You feel your face burning up as you take in the blush on the male's face. "For that to happen, I need you to trust me. You need to listen-" You hear a mix of erratic buzzing and breathing from your drone while warm fluid coats your face. "-to me. Can you go back to the hive for me?" "I WILL RETURN bzzt NOW, MY QUEEN," he states with what seems to be a more focused mind. "Good, I'm glad we could come to an understanding," you smile, semen dripping off your forehead gem. It's only after he flies off and you're left alone for a moment that all the dots connect, your eyes going wide at what you've just done. W...what? How could I do that so casually? Your mind seems to adjust surprisingly well, however, as any concern just washes off of you without further consideration. Speaking of washing, you do your best to wipe yourself clean after your lewd act. Get ahold of yourself, Vespiquen. This is all just part of the job. Your heart skips a beat as you realize you referred to yourself in your new form, unable to remember your human name. ...I should get going. <<return "One less drone to worry about.">><</if>><<if $BuzzHunt is 2>>Okay, so last time didn't go so well. I think I need to be a bit more assertive on this guy. The drone makes his way towards you, pre-cum already visible on his hard-on. "YOUR MAJESTY bzzt. WE SHOULD BREED IMMEDIATELY." "You're not in charge, drone," you try with some force. "I know I'm a new queen, but I won't let you waste my time." The Beedrill appears less manic at the moment. "Well, it seems like you're paying attention. That's very good. Good bees get rewarded for their effort. Are you a good bee?" "YES. I AM GOOD, bzzt" The drone is entranced by your words. "Are you sure? Disobeying the hive, running off to who-knows-where? That sounds like something a bad bee would do," you chide, albeit with a tone more sensual than you intended. "IT WAS A MISTAKE bzzt. I AM bzzt GOOD." "Hmmm...I'm not sure..." you contemplate while observing the drone's member in your hands. The texture, the length, the fuzz surrounding it...you don't know why, but holding it just feels right. <img src="img/vespserv1.jpg" width="679" height="585" alt="Buzzlove"/> You move your mouth towards the Beedrill's insectoid cock. "Let's see if you're lying, then." Sucking on the tip, your clawed hand continues working the drone's shaft. You get a kick out of seeing his legs squirm, your subject becoming putty in your hands. Your eyes can't help but flick to the sizable stinger further down his body. A shame that the sizes aren't switched... You wonder how much longer your partner will last as you continue to lavish his dick with your saliva. As the Beedrill's body goes rigid, you take the chance to secure your mouth's grip on his penis. You're rewarded with warm, sticky seed that blasts its way down your throat, requiring several gulps to keep it from spilling out your oral cavity. After your last swallow, you pull your mouth off the prick with a satisfying POP. "Only a good bee would produce such tasty cum. It seems you're telling the truth, then." You gave him a brief smile before returning to your stern look. "Now, back to your station, drone." He nods before leaving in the direction of the hive. Only after he's out of sight do you begin to shake your head, your old mind regaining control. Why is this happening to me? Maybe this new body came with some new instincts...if that's the case, maybe the old me is the only thing keeping me from throwing myself at them completely. I'm worried what the next confrontation will do to me, but I refuse to let this new mind take over! With a newfound determination, <<return "you continue your search for the next drone.">><</if>><<if $BuzzHunt is 3>><img src="img/vespserv1.jpg" width="679" height="585" alt="Buzzlove"/> As soon as you're within range, your hand grabs the drone's rod, much to his surprise and satisfaction. Internally, you're trying your best to keep control- if not of your body, then your mind at the very least. Fighting this urge is so tough...I feel like it'd be so easy to give in, but I can't! I won't let myself! You're so focused on resisting mentally that it catches you off guard when your partner shoves you, causing you to stop moving your wings and fall on your back in the grass. Your skirt-like honeycomb armor now leaves your bulbous abdomen quite exposed, and by the look on the Beedrill's face, he appears very interested... With his prick inching closer and closer to your honeypot, you feel your mind just shouting to let the drone do as he pleases. This will lead to a new, prosperous era for the hive. You are royalty. This is your duty! ... No. You strike with uncanny speed as you get up and seize your subject by the cock, tightening your grip to make him uncomfortable. "Enough, drone. I will not be pushed around by a Beedrill who does not know their place. I am the queen. I am in control. I will decide how...when...if you get any release today." You almost surprise yourself with the sudden difference in confidence. "Do I make myself clear?" "YES bzzt. FORGIVE ME, MY QUEEN." The Beedrill says having snapped out of his lustful haze. Your scowl lets up a little, along with your hold on his member. "That's better." Looking at his now unappealing penis, you scoff as you release it from your hand with a flinging motion, looking away from the Beedrill. "I must say, you've completely ruined the mood, dear drone. I would suggest returning home immediately if you do not wish to irritate me further..." Without another word, you hear him make a hasty retreat back to the hive. I might have been a bit too harsh...but it's the only way these damned fools will listen to reason. It seems your old mind has achieved some sort of synthesis with the mental changes that were happening to you. Although unusual, you find yourself rather pleased with the final outcome, having gained a bit of dominance in the process. Focusing on the sound of the hivemind, you feel no more discrepancies- you're confident you've found all the lost drones. <<set $mentalVesp to true>>You breathe a sigh of relief. Time to see how the [[hive|Beehive]] is holding up...<</if>>

As you approach the Pokémon, a loud buzzing quickly builds in your head to a painful crescendo. You back away as you realize the hive is sending you a mental deterrent. My priority right now should be finding the stray drones. I don't want them to start running wild in the garden...those idiots will breed with anything they can find, when they should be breeding with their queen instead. You shake your head. What? Like hell I'll let them do that. I should hurry... <<return "Go back.">>

"Sorry guys, I got lost. Big mistake. Could you help me get out, please?" you plead. Some of the Beedrill look amongst each other, and for a moment you hear the buzzing among them get louder. A few soon start nodding before the rest follow along, with one Beedrill breaking the circle formation to get closer to you. "I WILL HELP bzzt," it says. "LEAVE NOW," a different one pipes up. "DON'T COME BACK." As it guides you away from the group, you turn your head back to notice the rest of the Pokémon starting to disperse, most of them heading in one general direction behind you. Is that where the hive is? You're curious, but at the same time relieved that you might have just barely escaped the wrath of a dozen angry Beedrill. [[Time to get out of here.|Forest Maze]]

"...Your Majesty?" You jolt awake from your dreamless sleep. "Oh, thank goodness!" a female voice exclaims. "The hive has truly been blessed today." A few things immediately come to mind. To your dismay, you still look like a bee instead of a human. And the place you find yourself in lacks the green hues of the forest; this location is full of honeycombs and plenty of Beedrill- all with figures that are rather feminine compared to the earlier group you encountered. The one standing in front of you is no exception. <img src="img/beedrill2.jpg" width="508" height="680" alt="Beedrill2" /> "Uh...who are you?" you ask in a voice that comes across as unintentionally haughty. "Oh, my apologies," the Beedrill says as she kneels before you. "I am Bea, one of the many worker bees within this great Hive- my purpose in particular is as an attendant to the Queen. With the loss of our last one, we were in dire straits indeed- how fortunate that a new regal figure appears just in time to assume the throne in her stead! Our hive may live on yet!" Bea's movements make her elation obvious. "Whoa! Wait a minute, Bea." You take a deep breath, trying to take in all her words. "This is all crazy, I was a human just recently! At least, I hope I wasn't unconscious that long... "I...I don't know the first thing about being a queen!" Let alone if I want to be one! "That's quite an odd thing to say...but, it doesn't matter what you may have been before- what's important is who you are now!" Bea replies. "You can provide a future to this once queenless hive! And as for that last statement..." she chuckles. "I assure you, for such an important role to play, your task is quite simple." A future for the hive, huh? You think on the significance of that statement, the muscles on your forehead creasing as concern builds within you. "Don't tell me you mean...children?" "Of course! Only a Queen has the potential to create fertilized eggs, after all!" You feel a headache coming on as you notice Bea starting to frown. "But alas, that is a solution to a longer-term problem...there is a much more pressing issue that we also must discuss, Your Majesty." You groan. [[What now?|HiveTalk2]]

<img src="img/beedrill2.jpg" width="508" height="680" alt="Beedrill2" /> "How may I serve Your Majesty?" <<linkappend "Why is your speech so different from the other Beedrill? It's a lot less...buzzy.">> "Ah, I take it that you've managed to encounter the males, then? There's quite a difference in the speech patterns of drones and workers. There's not much need for a chatty drone when their job is simply to breed, and the divergent evolution of the two sexes reflects this. "If I may be so bold-" Bea adopts a prideful stance, "-workers are the lifeforce of the colony! Gathering pollen, looking after the queen and her offspring, hive maintenance...we perform many essential tasks. Our more...eloquent speech ensures effective communication. Important details are never omitted, and misunderstandings are extremely rare. Granted, some of the workers have rather mundane tasks, so it's not as if they're required to engage in conversation all that often...I suppose I should count myself lucky for these chats with my Queen, then!" Bea smiles softly. <<linkappend "But what about the buzzing in my head? I could make out some words through it- can we just communicate that way?">> "Actually, the hivemind that links all bees is a rather archaic feature of our kind. Useful for basic information- knowing where home is, a general sense of danger, et cetera- but as we became more intelligent, more advanced, verbal speech proved to be the superior option when details were necessary."<</linkappend>><</linkappend>> <<linkappend "About this queen business...isn't me being a Vespiquen sort of problematic? It's only a matter of time before the hive is full of Combee instead of Beedrill...">> "Our kind are more alike than you may realize, Your Majesty. It may even surprise you to learn that we've had these types of situations in the past! At least, that's the information that's been passed on through generations. Apparently, we share many similarities in hive hierarchy and tasks- and as you may have noticed, our two species are able to communicate through a singular hivemind. At the end of the day, all that matters is that our two species are compatible for producing offspring. We will do whatever it takes to keep beekind alive, whether that be in the form of Beedrill or Combee!" Her attitude is...surprisingly admirable.<</linkappend>> [[Go back.|Beehive]]

"It has to do with the events that transpired before your arrival, my Queen. After the old monarch had passed, the hive became rather hectic as many Pokémon found themselves jobless, without new young ones to feed or orders to follow. This affected the males in particular...they've become rather rowdy without a queen to mate with. Just recently, they had all begun roaming outside the hive, and some of the workers were quite concerned at what havoc the drones could unleash if left to their own devices for too long... Bea's somber face suddenly improves. "But! Just as suddenly as the males had left, many had started to return home. When we sent a scout to investigate, well...imagine my surprise when a Vespiquen had been found unconscious within our domain! With Your Majesty's arrival, the situation improved significantly. It seemed that as the hivemind sensed your presence, many drones were ready to obey once more. The hivemind, huh? Is that what the buzzing in my head is all about? "That being said...there remain several stragglers." Bea taps her head repeatedly in frustration. "It is possible that their lust has overridden their instinct to return home." You didn't like the direction of this conversation. "You can't send a bunch of scouts to force them to come back?" "The males won't listen to anyone but a queen bee, I'm afraid. And with our dwindling population, I believe risking worker lives against aggressive drones would be a rather reckless approach. Of course, with your assistance, we'd be happy to provide you with guards at your request." "So what, I go find them and just yell at them to come back?" "That may be possible...but as I mentioned before, they've become rowdier than normal. They may be resistant to even your commands, my Queen. To return them to a lucid state, other methods may be necessary-" "You want me to jerk off a bunch of bees." "Well, that would be the bare minimum, yes. Ideally, you could allow them to inseminate you, which would solve all of our problems at once!" Bea clasps her hands together enthusiastically. "Riiiiiiight." I feel like I should just head for the hills at this point...but honestly? I'd feel bad dooming a hive to extinction. Humans have screwed them badly enough as is. The pleading look on your attendant's face just adds to your guilt. I should be able to force the males to come home, right? I'm in charge now, damnit! "Alright Bea...I'll see what I can do." "I'm so glad to hear you say that, Your Majesty! Please, feel free to approach me if you have any further questions. I am at your service," Bea salutes you. It's time to go on the [[hunt|Beehive]].

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!!!Many months later... You felt quite excited for the changing of the seasons just around the corner. It was mostly for comfort rather than aesthetics- heat drove you crazy back when you were a human, and while your new bee body seemed better adjusted to it, you'd much rather feel the familiar breeze of fall right now. In contrast, the trees in the garden never seemed to change state. A shame, you think while fluttering through the dirt path that lead to the large flower field. This place in particular would look much better with some leaves strewn about. And maybe a little more picturesque without that Dustox around, you think while approaching that usual rock at the end of the dirt path. There he is again. Same time, same place, same routine... "Oh, thank god! It's you, Queenie. Can you PLEASE take care of this, it's driving me crazy!" he thrusted his dick in the air. Clearly he expected you to tend to his urges, no questions asked. You were ready to give him a piece of your mind. You flew towards him with a menacing glare attached to your face, halting your movement only after your shadow engulfed his entire body. "Excuse me, peasant? Do you have any idea who you're talking to? That is absolutely no way to talk to your superior!" He suddenly became nervous, and you could hear him take a gulp. His body was now rigid, refusing to lie against the rock. Right where I want him. You kept the grave atmosphere going for another minute, relishing the fear seen in the Dustox's eyes. He even seemed to be shaking a little! How cute. You wondered what was running through his mind. He understands the difference in power. How easily I could crush him. How big of a mistake he's made by daring to speak to me so casually. And then, you started to <<linkappend "giggle.">> Dustin takes a deep breath as he returns to a resting position against the rock. "Seriously, Queenie?! You know I hate it when you do that!" "I can't believe you keep falling for that, Dustin! Haven't you learned by now?" "Well, excuse me for taking your position as royalty seriously! You know how crazy this all is, right? A guy like me and a stunner like you? Sometimes I think this whole situation is just a big joke...that you're just toying with me until you get bored, and then you'll keep me prisoner in your hive, or worse..." "Aww, I'd never do that to my favorite Bug-type," you say affectionately. "I feel like I can really be myself around you, instead of having to be so formal around people like those annoying guards and those dumb drones...besides," you start as you sidle up close to him. "THIS cock-" he groans as you wrap your hand around it- "is too good to give up, you know!" You weren't even joking, either! It was pretty big for someone of his species. Sure, maybe not in terms of absolute size, but what he lacked in that department, he made up for with abundant enthusiasm. "So uh...you saying you'll help me out?" He's looking at you with desire in his eyes. "Anything for a handsome bug like you!" "Oh, thanks a bunch, Queenie! I knew I could count-ungh!" Dustin moaned as you started your stroking motions. <img src="img/vespiquen.jpg" width="720" height="630" alt="vesptox" /> "Just relax, okay? Your queen will take care of everything." It had been a while since your first encounter with the Dustox. You hadn't been sure at first of his true nature, but slowly over time you came to understand that Dustin was indeed true to his word. He never made another advance on you, and he always seemed ready to lend an ear whenever you had one of those stressful days. It felt weird at first to get used to being called Queenie- not very original, but knowing only he called you that made your heart beat just a bit faster. Really? For him? And only then did you realize that you had starting getting feelings for the guy. Oh boy, those were some fun emotions to work through. So you gradually increased your visits. And whenever you'd show up, there was about an 80% chance he'd have the usual morning wood on him, which he'd eventually shake off during the time you spent. You don't even remember when it happened- only the wide-eyed reaction from Dustin and the heat coming from your face the first time you said, "I could assist you, if you'd like." And look how far you'd come now! "Please, Queenie! Don't stop now, I'm almost-" Dustin pleaded when you abruptly released his member from your grip. "Uh-uh-uh!" you waggle a digit at him a "Don't get too excited yet, stud." You hovered your body right over his face, letting him get a good look at your aroused state. "Are you ready to indulge your queen?" You hear Dustin gulp. "Y-yes, ma'am!" "Fantastic. Let us go somewhere a bit more [[appropriate|VespiquenEND]] for the situation, then..."<</linkappend>>

<img src="img/chansey.png" width="599" height="682"/> "Hey, what's with this lonely little guy?" The Chansey's face turns somber. "Oh, the Togepi egg? The mom died while giving birth, poor thing. He's gotten plenty of warmth so he should've hatched by now...maybe he just can't grow without that personal attention." "What about the father?" She shrugs. "Who knows? Probably abandoned them, honestly." That's...surprisingly sad. "Well, uh...anything I can do to help?" "Aww, that's so kind of you to ask!" The Audino tilts her head affectionately. "Would you mind carrying him around with you for a bit? That sack of yours should be pretty secure. I wish I could take care of the cutie myself, but there's just way too many babies to keep an eye on!" -Consider: You have to find the father. As you reach certain c First you become togekiss, then you gain weight for post-pregnancy body. [[Clinic][$hasEgg to true]]

<<set $tf to "Togetic">> <img src="img/togetic6.jpg" width="470" height="500" alt="togetic"/> Ending : blank <img src="img/SPRITE/togekissSPRITE.png"/> <<set memorize("PMtogetic", true)>>

!!Splendid Shores What a beautiful sight! A short distance away, you watch the soft, gentle waves roll onto the sand briefly before receeding. You hear the cries of some birds, craning your head upward to see flocks of Wingull patrolling the area- whether out of comfort for the weather conditions or looking for free food, you're not sure. But at least here, everything feels...serene. No loud kids, no littering. And of course, you find it hard to take your eyes off of the women roaming the beach, in a variety of states of dress, from one pieces to complete nudity. You could get used to this. Nearby is a [[lifeguard tower|Lifeguard Tower]], and of note The mansion seems to have put you near one end of this beach. You're curious about how warm the water is at the shoreline, so you could get closer and [[check it out|Shoreline]]. On the other hand, when you look 90 degrees clockwise, you realize the beach extends quite a ways out. You can't even tell where it ends from here. The sand feels nice on your bare feet-softer than what you're used to. Maybe walking [[parallel to the shore|Along Beach]] would be more interesting. Have a character here? But who? <<if $tf is "human">>[[Go back into the hallway.|West Wing]] <<else>>The door to the hallway won't seem to budge...<</if>>

You notice a [[Swanna|SwannaTalk]] walking along the shore, taking occasional stretch breaks every few minutes. [[Swim out to sea|Swimming]] -After you hear about the existence of the castle you can choose to just start swimming out into the water. You can fail and get saved by one of the girls. But there is also a chance that Tentacruel will grab you. First time, you narrowly escape. But next time, Primarina TF. -Vaporeon rescue! You revive a human but then he tries to mate with you. You allow it. OR CPR is real but you're just slutty. Humans getting in trouble so the slutty vaporeon shows up. Sorry guys...I got a little carried away. Vae, I don't think you can call it that when you've done this every single time. [[Pier]] [[Splendid Shores]] <<set $swimchance to random(5)>> <<if $swimchance lt 4>> [[Swim out to sea|Swimming][$swimfail to $swimfail + 1]] this is a FAIL <<else>> This is a WIN [[Swim out to sea|Swimming][$swimwin to $swimwin + 1]]<</if>>

Something about how CPR is done via orgasms for the patient. You will learn this as vaporeon As you approach the tower you notice the two lifeguards on duty. <<if $SamurottIntro isnot true>>One is the [[Samurott|SamurottTalk]] built like a truck, admiring his muscles.<<else>>[[Muro|SamurottTalk]] looks around for any trouble but quickly returns to his vainity, stretching while bulging his triceps and thick quads.<</if>><<if $InteleonIntro isnot true>> The [[Inteleon|InteleonTalk]] seems to take her job a bit more seriously, her gaze never leaving the shoreline.<<else>>[[Eleon|InteleonTalk]] remains vigilant, her eyes sharply focused on the sea for any signs of danger.<</if>> [[Head back to the main beach.|Splendid Shores]]

<<if $tf is "human">> Percent chance that you're caught in some bad waves (look up term). Otherwise you go back to the shoreline. [[Shoreline]] Maybe vaporeon rescues a human. Compatible. Blowjob, then titjob, then pussy. Skin turns white afterward. [[Underwater Castle]] $swimfail FAIL $swimwin WIN <</if>> Aurorus is not a great swimmer, Can't make it.

Taking steps along the shifting granules beneath you, you turn your head away from the sweltering sun pressing down on you. You feel the heat, and loathe the abundance of sweat on your body. You're in a magical mansion, right? Can't they just make sweat nonexistent? Pondering these questions while standing in place only makes the situation worse- and so you keep walking. The shoreline remains as beautiful as it was when you started your walk, although this time you note a volleyball net set up nearby. Alongside are <<if $ShuckleIntro isnot true>>[[a pair of Shuckle girls|Shuckles]]<<else>>[[Shelly and Kelly|Shuckles]]<</if>>, one of whom seems particularly miserable from the heat. Opposite from the shore, you notice a small area of tiki huts, with a sign that says [["Lockers"|Locker Room]]. You might be able to find more suitable clothing in there. If you keep going along the shore, you'll end up at a rocky alcove that juts out into the water, signaling the [[end of the beach|Beach End]]. Of course, you could just turn around to the [[start of the beach|Splendid Shores]].

[[Ice Cave]] There is one spot along the shoreline where the sand juts out just so, facing perpendicular to the rest of the beach. It might be a good place for [[people watching.|Rest Spot]] NOTE, get a fishing rod and then fish in several different spots for different results. Sad genjinja on dock looking for a ring or some item. Fish in a distant spot to find it. <<if $itemfinder1DONE isnot true>><<set $itemfinderGET to 1>><</if>> [[Along Beach]]

[[Beach End]] <<if $tf is "Aurorus">> <<if $aurorusdaze is 0>> As you approach the large rock, you notice someone left a beach towel, without an obvious owner nearby. It's a light pink. [[Rest Spot][$aurorusdaze to $aurorusdaze + 1]] <<if $aurorusdaze is 1>> [[Rest Spot][$aurorusdaze to $aurorusdaze + 1]] <<if $aurorusdaze is 2>> [[Rest Spot][$aurorusdaze to $aurorusdaze + 1]] <<if $aurorusdaze is 3>> Your tail hands you another beer, which you down readily. You feel quite giddy, looking at all the men showing off their muscles without even trying. You even hear a giggle escape from your lips. //I feel sooo silly when I'm drunnnnk.// What was your mission here again? You start groping one of your breasts, hoping to jog your memory. //Hmmm...//you remember starting the day very horny, so you decided to go to the beach and gawk at all the hunks. If you were lucky (or just very, very blessed with humongous tits- oh look, you are!), someone would be couragous enough to ask you out. Or better yet, take you then and there and satisfy your cock-starved cunt once and for all. //Ohhh,// you moan, just realizing that you had plunged a digit into your warm folds for some time now. Now rubbing your pussy and clit. You notice a male approaching. [["Finally!"|AurorusEND]] <</if>>

[[Beach End]] Probably keep this screen black? Or use cave background. Ice fishing? Get a Corsola? [[IceArea]]

[[Shoreline]] Abandoned royalty. Looking for someone to take over but no one has been worthy. Either YOU can TF and take over, or you can help Feebas with a Prism Scale and she will take over. A shy, self-deprecating Feebas who wants to evolve. Milotic is the leader of this area. [[PhoebeTalk]] Underwater Castle (how to get there?? Feebas is there) Maggie/Mistress needs you to get something from this area so you can only progress once you do the TF into Aurorus. You need the sail fossil for this, though. (Excuse about how human DNA acts as experience which is why you didn't just become an Amaura.

[[Along Beach]] Vaporeon's swimsuit is here. But locker is locked. Maybe get a key from lifeguards because they need another from being so "exhausted" all the time. But really they're having sex. PROVE you can swim to lifeguards. You need to swim successfully several times. You can ask someone on the beach to teach you. This way you will not fail when swimming (but lose the chance for a TF) Maybe the teacher wants food from the cafeteria. But the cafeteria needs certain ingredients. Like shuckle juice from the shuckles. And something from the grass area. (Mushrooms?) Fishing rod as well perhaps. [[VaporeonTEST|VaporeonTF][$tf to "Vaporeon"]]

<img src="img/shuckle.jpg" width="550" height="550" alt="Shuckles" /> <<if $tf is "human">><<if $ShuckleIntro isnot true>> Approaching the two Shuckle anthros, you appreciate one of them taking off their shell-like bikini, the other laughing at her antics. "Shelly, what are you doing??" "What, Kelly? It's like, hot as balls here!" The now naked Shelly responds, before looking at you, winking. "I bet he likes the view~" Her entire body coated in sweat from tits to ass does wonders to improve your day. "Oh my GOSH girl, you are totally shameless," Kelly shakes her head in fake disappointment before turning to you. "Listen, if you're up for it, we totally need a fourth player for our volleyball game!" "That sounds fun! Maybe later," you reply, perhaps still a bit too distracted by Shelly's body to give it your all in a match right now.<<else>>"Hey there, handsome!" Shelly calls out to you, still naked like before. "Let us know if you're up for some volleyball!" Kelly exclaims.<</if>> <<if $AlcremieIntro is true>><<linkappend "I'm looking for Berry Juice. Do you have any?">> "Anything for a cutie like you!" Shelly exclaims. "Mind getting me a coconut?" You nod, grabbing one from a nearby tree and handing it to her. Her hand glows briefly before striking the coconut, breaking it in half. "Thanks. Your turn, Kelly!" "Um, it's a little embarassing..." Kelly responds. "Don't be such a prude, sis! Let me help you show off~" Shelly smirks before yanking Kelly's shell top over her head, perky yellow breasts revealed. "Eeep!" Kelly moves her hands over her chest. "You're so mean, Shelly!" But her sister ignores her cries. "Hold out your coconut half!" Shelly instructs. As you do, she tilts her sister's shell over the coconut, fluid flowing then gradually dripping from it into the makeshift bowl. After a minute, it's filled up. "There you go, hunk." Shelly tosses the shell back to her sister, who promptly puts it back on. "Hmph," Kelly responds, sticking her tongue out. "Meanie." You look at the concoction in your bowl, crinkling your nose. "Um, just to be clear...this isn't sweat, right?" "Doy! What else would it be?" Shelly confirmed your fears. "But like, don't worry! Shuckle sweat is really tasty, we promise~" ...for your sake, you hope she's right.<<set $BerryJuice to true>><</linkappend>><</if>> [[Go back.|Along Beach][$ShuckleIntro to true]] <</if>> (Remember to add a volleyball game. Figure out the inflatable and use that as a toy. Punished with Lapras TF.)

[[Shoreline]]

<img src="img/vaporeon.png" width="400" height="667" alt="Vaporeon"/> Ending: Ending : text <img src="img/SPRITE/vaporeonSPRITE.png"/> <<set memorize("PMvaporeon", true)>>

Hey guys, did you know that in terms of male human and female Pokémon breeding, Vaporeon is the most compatible Pokémon for humans? Not only are they in the field egg group, which is mostly comprised of mammals, Vaporeon are an average of 3”03’ tall and 63.9 pounds, this means they’re large enough to be able handle human dicks, and with their impressive Base Stats for HP and access to Acid Armor, you can be rough with one. Due to their mostly water based biology, there’s no doubt in my mind that an aroused Vaporeon would be incredibly wet, so wet that you could easily have sex with one for hours without getting sore. They can also learn the moves Attract, Baby-Doll Eyes, Captivate, Charm, and Tail Whip, along with not having fur to hide nipples, so it’d be incredibly easy for one to get you in the mood. With their abilities Water Absorb and Hydration, they can easily recover from fatigue with enough water. No other Pokémon comes close to this level of compatibility. Also, fun fact, if you pull out enough, you can make your Vaporeon turn white. Vaporeon is literally built for human dick. Ungodly defense stat+high HP pool+Acid Armor means it can take cock all day, all shapes and sizes and still come for more

<img src="img/feebas.png" width="530" height="599" alt="Feebas" /> <img src="img/milotic.gif" width="509" height="630" alt="Milotic" /> [[Underwater Castle]]

<img src="img/samurott.jpg" width="403" height="576" alt="Samurott" /> "Hey. Name's Muro. You looking to join us on lifeguard duty?" "Uh...not sure yet," you say, wondering how his speedo could possibly be considered official lifeguard gear. "Well, we could really use the help." Muro flexes his biceps effortlessly. "Eleon and I are exhausted as is. You change your mind, let us know." <<linkappend "I want to be a lifeguard!">> Muro breathes a sigh of relief. "That would be a huge help. I swear, nowadays people are always trying to dive straight into the water, just because of some stupid myths. Too many idiots out there." He scowls briefly before turning his attention back to you. "Sorry. Not important right now. You want to join, you got it...just as soon as you prove that you can swim. No use in hiring someone who's just going to be a liability." <<set $castlemyth to true>> "Fair enough. So...how do you want to do this?" "Just head to the shoreline and show us what you can do. We'll be watching from here." You nod, ready to show Muro your swimming prowess.<</linkappend>> [[Leave.|Lifeguard Tower][$SamurottIntro to true]]

<img src="img/inteleon.jpg" width="459" height="649" alt="Inteleon" /> <<if $castlemyth is true>><<linkappend "Muro mentioned something about people chasing myths in the water. What's that all about?">>Eleon rolls her eyes. "He's talking about the Castle. It was used as a fortress in some random war eons ago- or so the legend goes. They say it disappeared into the water as the seas rose, along with its vast stores of gold and other valuables." You raise an eyebrow, intrigued. "That tale's been along for a while, but apparently in the last month, some nerds who care more about studying dusty books than finding a mate looked into the rumors, and calculated that, if the castle did exist, it would be pretty close to this beach. Just a few miles off. So now we've got dozens of people swimming way beyond their skill just for the chance of riches." She notices your interest and sighs. "You're not going to try too, are you? It's just a legend. Not worth your life. <</linkappend>><</if>> Ask to be taught how to swim, but told they're too busy. Find someone else.

<img src="img/magnemite.jpg" width="324" height="512" alt="Magnemite" /> <<if $tf is "human">><<if $magnemiteIntro isnot true>>As you close the metal door behind you, you hear the whirring and beeping of unfamiliar machinery, as if you've stepped into the home of a mad scientist. While the girl in front of you may fit the vibe of a scientist, however, her short stature and smiling face make the "mad" part questionable. "Hey!" The Magnemite looks at you in excitement. "Are you the volunteer I heard about?" "Yeah, that's me." "Ooh, I'm so glad!" Her eyes light up. "My name's Emi. I study prehistoric Pokémon. Spent a lot of years in the lab, working for little to no pay, writing grants..." She notes your glazed look. "Er, long story short, I made this amazing device that I think can bring these creatures back to life! Imagine all the discoveries, the papers that could be written once we break new ground in the world of genetics!" "Haven't they already done that?" You seem to recall that in the Pokémon world, fossils could be revived without much of a fuss. At least in the games, considering you only found out recently that this mansion and Pokémon were real. Emi smirks. "No, silly. I don't mean regular revivals. I mean humanoids! Anthropomorphic Pokémon hybrids! The fusion of these two types of genetic material is unheard of...until now. Orrr...//soon//, I guess. There's a bit of a problem." You tilt your head. "To make the machine work, I need some kind of sample of the prehistoric Pokémon. A fossil would be perfect. Would you mind helping out? Pretty please?" Emi clasps her hands, pleading. "Sure thing! I hope I'm not just searching blindly." "Oh yeah! That just reminded me..." Emi goes to a corner seemingly filled with junk, rummaging until she pulls out two rods with yellow bulbs at their tips, placing them in your hands. "This is an Itemfinder. I suggest trying it out at the beach- that's probably the first place I'd expect to uncover something like a fossil." "Sounds good. Time to go hunting!" You're excited to not only help Emi, but to see what else you might unearth with this device. <<set $itemfinder to true>> [[Start your search.|West Wing][$magnemiteIntro to true]] Give Itemfinder. NOTE itemfinder only works in SANDY areas. So maybe Mega Audino stone is found in sceptile TF area, and you toss the stone and it ends up in the regular beach. Note bottom link is test, setting sailfossil to true. [[TFChamber][$sailfossil to true]]<<else>>"Hey friend!" Emi calls out to you. "Let me know if you find that fossil! Happy hunting!" [[Go back.|West Wing]] <</if>><</if>> <<if $tf is "Aurorus">> You step out of the chamber and meet Emi's gaze, finding her...blushing? "Uh, Emi? You okay?" you ask, noting your voice to be deep and husky yet certainly feminine. Emi blinks. "...huh? Oh, sorry. I'm just in shock! I mean, I trusted all the calculations, but to actually see it work in person-!" She walks closer until she's right in front of you. She holds a hand out, shaking, stopping just before your breasts. "Do you mind? I mean, for science, of course." You nod, mute from the tension. Her hand gently clasps a boob, before squeezing it to your delight. "Mmmm...ughhhhhhh..." you moan as Emi moves to your nipple, pinching and teasing it with swipes of her fingers. "Oh, fuck, Emi..." "Wow...you "You turned out really...pretty." "Just be careful with who and what you interact with. Now that you have this Aurorus DNA within you, your mind could be altered in ways we don't understand yet. I mean, definitely use the opportunity to explore! Just don't forget your mission."<</if>> NOTE: Emi gives you a reset stone that TFs you back to human. SINGLE USE You can use it too early, and Emi won't be able to TF you again because you don't have another fossil. OR you can use it in the ice area, and almost freeze to death which leads to ice pokemon TF.

<<if $tf is "human" >><<if $sailfossil is true>> As you step into the chamber, you feel a bit claustrophobic. There's no windows in here, and as you spin around to look at the completely black interior of this cylinder you find yourself in, you hope that trusting Emi with this whole project was a good idea. The only things you notice are a small but sufficiently bright light on the ceiling, and some small ports scattered around. A high-pitch whoosh briefly startles you. You turn to see one of the ports now spewing visible air, at rapid velocity.. Oooh, that's cold! And not "let me turn down the AC" cold, but "hypothermia is sure to set in" cold. "Uh, Emi? Is this part of the process?" You inquire as you start shaking. You have no clue if she can hear you, but you stop wasting precious neurons on that thought, diverting all your focus to keeping yourself warm. Hugging yourself closely. Until all of a sudden, the room warms up, and you breathe a sigh of relief. For a moment. Until you're shocked by the sight of your hands, blue as can be. Frostbite?! No, wait. I can still feel just fine. You confirm by running them along your body, which has also undergone some odd changes. Your shoulders and waist, slender. Hips and butt, rounder. Thighs, thicker. Not to mention the appearance of some gems. You feel a bit taller too, given your slight change in vantage point. Now that you think about it, the metallic floor beneath you is freezing, despite your body remaining warm. So it's not the room changing...I've adjusted internally! Your realization is interrupted by the stumbling of your feet, your center of gravity having shifted significantly. Above your rear is a girthy tail, growing outward to a finer and finer point, curving along the perimeter of the chamber. It's studded with more of those lovely prismatic gems, drawing your attention for longer than you'd care to admit. Not to mention blue, just like the rest of your body at this point. The main difference is the hue, which trends towards a lighter pastel color from your neck down below your stomach. Another weight latches on to the back of your head, pulling it back until you adjust your posture. Being able to make out a reflection in the chamber, you see two large yellow frills have taken the place of your hair, running from scalp to spine. Your head in general is more rounded, with one of those gems placed directly on your forehead, white stripe running across it. You gasp as you feel a sucking pressure near your dick. It feels very uncomfortable for a moment, before disappearing. But you feel...different, down there. With a hand sent to explore, you gasp again, but in pleasure this time, digits grazing your new clit sheltered above your new pussy. Why am I fem- ohhh! you moan as you heave forward, the development of breasts creating otherwordly sensations in your brain. You feel their heft on your body, watching them tremble at the slightest movements. You are absolutely entranced by <<linkappend "your new body.">> <img src="img/aurorus2.jpg" alt="Aurorus" /><</linkappend>> Before deciding to explore your body more, the chamber door opens, Emi's voice calling out. "Hey! How'd it go in there?" [[Time to show her.|TFChamber][$tf to "Aurorus"]] <</if>><</if>>

"Hey, you're that busty dinosaur chick I've heard so much about." His crude remarks surprise you, but aren't...//unwelcome//. <img src="img/garchomp.jpg" width="425" height="567" alt="Garchomp" /> "Hey, handsome. Looking for some company?" You lean back, bedroom eyes on full display along with the rest of your soft and feminine body. <img src="img/aurorus3.jpg" width="600" height="589" alt="Aurorus" /> You're unable to keep your cool for long, however, as you find yourself distracted by the Garchomp's steel abs and thick cock, threatening to spring out of his speedo. "Wow...you're fucking hot." You blush, still affected by the alcohol. "Whoops, did I say that out loud?" He smirks. "You read my mind, babe. I was just thinking the same about you." Internally, you have the briefest moment of panic. //Wait, wasn't I forgetting something? Some kind of mission?// But then you notice the Garchomp holding out his hand for you, offering to help you up. You giggle. "What a //gentleman//!" You take a step and immediately trip, plunging yourself into Archie's arms. Your breasts squish nicely against his pecs. "Oh my...already so intimate, and I don't even know your name!" "It's Archie. You'll remember when I have you screaming it in a moment. And you are...?" "Aurora. But "that drunk, busty dinosaur chick" also works too...hehe." As he leads you away to a more secluded spot, your inebriated mind rejoices at what's about to come. You have a bad habit of drunken one-night stands, leaving one cock behind in search for another the next day. Maybe you should sort your life out at some point, but for now? You just love sex on the beach! Ending ???: ??? <img src="img/SPRITE/aurorusSPRITE.png"/> <<set memorize("PMaurorus", true)>>

"Whoa...what happened?" you come to after who knows how long, noting the gentle femininity in your voice. You find yourself still in the hospital, and as you sit up from a bed, your mind is immediately attacked by a few odd sensations. You're not sure what to focus on: maybe the apparently increased size of the room? The feeling of your immense, bloated thighs, now touching directly? The mix of cream and pink colored fur coating your body? Or maybe the large, heavy lumps weighing down your chest. It all feels <<linkappend"very surreal.">> <img src="img/audino.jpg" width="500" height="500" alt="Audino"/> You feel dysphoric for a moment, but it wears off reasonably quick. You are a short, yet quite thick, female Audino. Or at least, you certainly feel that way. You don't even get to have a good look before noticing the clothes you're wearing. A set of plain pink scrubs alongside a white cap makes your field of work obvious- as if you've ever heard of an Audino doing anything besides this sort of thing- while emphasizing your feminine hips and busty figure. You feel good. //Sexy.// And you wonder how much better you'll look once you take off this uniform... "Hey! Not while you're on the clock, Dina." The voice of the head nurse rings in your ears, shifting your attention and oh no she's still got that needle! Please don't stab- "Are you really still afraid of this?" She waves the syringe around. You should be pretty comfortable around needles with those new skills of yours...nurse." She's right. You feel smarter, a veritable trove of medical knowledge swimming around in your head, and you feel pretty confident that you could inject a patient with antibiotics or take some blood if you had to. Though it's unlikely you'd be using a syringe with the same level of glee as this Indeedee, you decide that the point is moot. You are alive, after all. "Umm, thanks for your help...Deedee?" the name floats around with your other memories, as if she were a long-forgotten but once treasured friend, earning a smile from your superior. "No need, just doing my job. But if you really want to show your gratitude, how about you start seeing some patients, hmm?" Deedee teases, holding the door open for you. Sigh. You stand up, taking a brief stretch before making your way into the hallway. Guess it's time to [[start your shift.|AudinoEND][$tf to "Audino"]]<</linkappend>>

Phew! You're been running from room to room all day, the chaos around you finally starting to die down, but not before you had to find some bandages to give to an Ursaring who got a //little// too wasted and fell off his roof. Then of course are the jackasses who make it your problem when they have to wait past their appointment. But, it wasn't all bad- you vaccinated a baby Igglybuff with just the cutest face! You wipe the sweat off your brow, the effort of a long day at the clinic taking its toll on you, but still surprisingly rewarding. Alright, who's next? You knock on the door before entering the exam room, finding a young human male sitting on the table, dressed up in a gown. Huh, we don't get a lot of humans around here. Most Pokémon clincs specialized in care of Pokémon and not people, but considering you were the only healthcare center nearby, you did find a few desperate (and lazy) visitors from time to time. "Hi there! My name is Dina, and I'll be taking care of you today! What seems to be the problem?" <img src="img/audino2.jpg" width="500" height="500" alt="Audino"/> You find the man staring at you a bit too long, seemingly having trouble finding his words. "Oh!" he exclaims, regaining his focus but now purposefully avoiding eye contact with you. "Well, Dina, I've got an issue with my...member." "Oh?" you ask. You're pretty used to this: men getting flustered talking to nurses about their genitals in a clinical setting. You do your best to steer the conversation. "What's going on there?" "Well, I've been having some problems getting it up a few days. I can always get erect, you know? I'm worried, miss." "Alright, let's see what we can do. Lie down for me." He complies as you put on gloves. "Now, can you please open your gown for me?" He nods while his face remains flushed, untying the gown and exposing his limp penis to you. !!! You find yourself...distracted. Unusually so. Your first thought is that his dick looks cute, even though you've examined many patients before (you think?) and never once had any sexual feelings about them. You raise his penis with a gloved hand, noting its decent size and girth despite remaining flaccid. His balls are a respectable size as well. Not only are you captivated on the details of this man's genitailia, something about it seems familiar. "W-well sir, everything on your exam looks normal from what I can see." A voice whispers from deep inside your soul. Be daring. Your heart is racing. "Just to get some more information...do you happen to...masturbate... a lot?" The word comes out in a squeak, and you don't dare to risk anyone outside the room hearing you. His voice matches yours in amplitude. "...yes." Boldly, he decides to look directly at you this time. "Do you think that's causing my issues?" "I've seen if before. Sometimes it happens when you don't give your...penis, a break." You gulp. "I'd say it's mostly psychological." That voice comes back, an echo of your own but this time louder, more confident. Act on your impulses. You'll be okay. More palpitations. "But, you know...instead of just quitting porn for a few days, you could try something else..." You throw away your gloves, sweating at your own lewd thoughts as your patient raises an eyebrow. "You could have someone help you out. A real woman. L-like me!" "M-miss! Did I hear you right just now??" He stammers, completely thrown off. But you know the truth. You saw his dick twitch with your suggestion. You grab one of the buttons of your scrub top. "It's my job to help you feel better! J-just stick with me on this, okay?" You quickly pop the buttons one by one as you start disrobing in front of your patient, your skirt taking a bit more effort to thrust past your tremendous thighs. Eventually, your flesh is teasingly revealed while your most intimate parts remain hidden in your pink lingerie. You're reminded of the time Deedee dragged you along to Victini's Secret with her, hoping the man in front of you <<linkappend"appreciates the result.">> <img src="img/audino3.jpg" width="500" height="500" alt="Audino"/> "Wow, Dina...you look amazing..." the man nearly whispers, as though a decibel louder would take away from the perfect view in front of him. More twitching from his cock, a sustained elevation now present. "I'm seeing some positive results," you smile. "I think a little more stimulation should do the trick..." You take a deep breath, steadying your racing heart before you push onward, unhooking your bra with a quick flick of your fingers and tossing it aside. Your heavy breasts are free to bounce and sway, nipples pink and perky and oh-so-captivating to your patient's eyes. You follow by stepping out of your panties before regret starts to set in. Now that you stand there, baring yourself fully to him, you take the opportunity to get a good look of yourself. Though your breasts block much of the view, you do notice how your your belly juts out just a smidge. You've been swamped at work for the last couple of months and haven't really been focused on your diet...and as the patient gazes at every part of you- watching as his eyes track your legs, upward to the natural terminus of your lovely pussy, and beyond to your somewhat pudgy form- feeling self-conscious is an understatement. <img src="img/audino4.jpg" width="500" height="500" alt="Audino"/> "I hope you don't mind chubby girls..." you mutter, averting your own stare briefly. But when you look back, what you see manages to turn your cheeks pinker than the rest of your body. He's not just staring. He's feasting. His cock gives you an answer before his mouth does, now throbbing, its angle adjusting before throbbing again, gaining more verticality until it reaches its full erect height of eight inches. "W-wow, that really worked..." he says, almost slurring his words from his hazed mind. "Uhh...thanks for the help?" "I'm not done yet, sir." You approach the table and climb onto it. "I wouldn't be doing my job if you weren't completely satisfied. So just relax, okay?" You shuffle in position until you have your wet cunt placed directly over his steel rod, shivers of pleasure running through your body when you prematurely graze his tip with your lower lips. What are you doing, Dina?! This is completely unprofessional! The last bit of resisting thoughts are soon silenced as you finally take the plunge, directing your body weight downward. You're unable to take his entire length, but that doesn't matter; your brain instantly fires with delicious sensations, releasing a whorish moan from your lips. Your patient follows with his own adorable noises. While you were planning to take charge, he clearly has other ideas, immediately grabbing hold of your waist while bucking his hips in rhythm. The sound of your sweaty thighs smacking against his torso is as embarassing as it as erotic. You'd be worried about someone outside hearing you if it didn't feel <<linkappend "so good.">> <img src="img/audino5.jpg" width="500" height="500" alt="Audino"/> You go at it for a few minutes, noting his obsessive gaze at your bouncing titties and repeated groping sessions bringing you to new heights of ecstasy. "Miss..I can't hold it anymore!" he nearly yells before going rigid, his dick pulsating inside you with multiple rounds of semen delivered straight inside you. At the same time, your pussy clenches with immense force as you moan once again, ensuring that not a single drop is wasted. You revel in the post-orgasm warmth and comfort for some time, before you find more memories returning. Things starting to make more sense, like why you would risk your career to fuck a random patient: Because he's not a patient. He's your boyfriend! "Babe!" you blush, a final moan escaping your lips as you raise yourself from his cock and quickly get up from the table. "You can't just keep sneaking in as a patient while at work! What if we get caught?" He charms you with that familiar laugh of his. "C'mon, Dina. I don't get to see you most of the week. I miss you." He smirks. "And I'm not going to lie: the thought of you working while my cum is inside you is hot as fuck." "H-hey! I take showers, mister." It does feel nice though, you think while feeling his warm batter inside you. With a few drops starting to spill out, you quickly put your underwear back on. "Speaking of which, I have to get going. There's still way too many patients to see today!" Now that you're wearing your scrubs again, you're ready to head to the staff bathrooms to get cleaned up. As you open the door, your boyfriend calls out. "Oh, Dina? Just for the record, your body looks perfect. Don't change a thing." You turn back with a gentle smile. "Aww, you're sweet, babe." "No problem. So, same time tomorrow?" He smirks with a naughty grin. You roll your eyes, yet your smile remains. "You know where to find me..." And as you head out, you think maybe food poisoning isn't so bad after all- just this once. <hr><img src="img/SPRITE/audinoSPRITE.png" style="vertical-align: middle;"/>Ending 12: Nursed Back to Health<</linkappend>><</linkappend>><<set memorize("PMaudino", true)>>

You expected to find a large, fancy table, or maybe even a high-class, 5-star restaurant in here. But interestingly, this area feels like a mix between the food court of a mall, with several kiosks lining the walls, and a diner, with tall booths scattered around the room. To your right is a dessert shop, where you see <<if $AlcremieIntro isnot true>>a pink [[Alcremie|AlcremieTalk]]<<else>>[[Remi|AlcremieTalk]]<</if>> intensly whisking in a large bowl, her breasts quivering despite their attempted contraint by her apron. [[Return to the hall.|East Wing]]

<img src="img/alcremie.jpg" width="500" height="500" alt="Alcremie" /> <<if $AlcremieIntro isnot true>>"Hiya, welcome to Remi's! That's me, by the way." She smiles. "Would you like to try our house special?" You're feeling a sweet treat would hit the spot right now. "Sure, why not?" "Awesome!" Remi says, before briefly frowning. "Unfortunately...I'm missing a key ingredient at the moment. Would you mind helping me out? I promise it'll be worth it!" You think about it for a moment. "Sure, I might run into it along the way. What is it?" "Great! I just need some high-quality honey. I'm sure it wouldn't be hard finding some bee-like Pokémon that would have some- good luck convincing them to share, though!" You nod, a bit hesitant at the idea of getting stung but looking forward to the reward nonetheless. Where could that honey be? [[Go back.|Dining Room][$AlcremieIntro to true]] <<else>>Remi glances at you, coffee mug in hand. "Hey! Any luck finding that honey?" <<if $Honey is true>><<linkappend "I've got it right here!">> "Wow! Thanks a bunch! Just one sec..." Remi takes the comb of honey from you, turning around while grabbing some empty jars and gradually draining the sappy liquid into them. "Ta-da! This is great!" Remi smiles as she turns to face you again, excited to have her missing ingredient. <img src="img/alcremie2.jpg" width="500" height="500" alt="Alcremie" /> "Now, let's make that House Special I promised you!" Remi turns to an espresso machine, pouring some black coffee into an empty mug. She then reopens one of the honey jars, grabbing a couple of spoonfuls to add to the roasted beverage. "You might want to take a step back. This part gets pretty messy," she looks at you with a wink, untying her apron and tossing it aside to reveal the rest of her creamy, nude body. She cups her tits with her small hands, bouncing them repeatedly up and down. You think at first she's just messing around, but you realize you hear a sloshing sound as her orbs oscillate. Remi laughs at your confusion. "Just give it a minute! The girls haven't had to work in a while." She soon begins tugging on her nipples while subtly biting her lip, seemingly aroused. "Mmmm...almost done..." With one final //tug//, a white liquid rushes from her nipples, piling up on a plate Remi had sensibly placed beneath her, though with notably poor accuracy. The focused streams quickly scatter into smaller splashes, landing to the sides of the plate as well as onto her belly and thighs. One stream in particular launches into the air, ending up on the surface of her breasts. <img src="img/alcremie3.jpg" width="500" height="500" alt="Alcremie" /> The area around her shop already smelled sweet, but your senses are overwhelmed with the addition of the splattered cream nearby. "Phew! I missed doing that." Like with the honey, she takes several spoonfuls of the breast cream, adding it to the coffee and mixing it well, before finally handing it to you. "Ready for a taste?" You're happy to [[oblige.|AlcremieTaste]]<</linkappend>><<else>><<linkappend "Not yet. Can you remind me what I needed?">> "Sure thing! I just need some Honey. Trust me, it'll be worth it. Happy hunting!" [[Go back.|Dining Room]]<</linkappend>><</if>><</if>><<silent>> before placing a mug on the counter and pulling at one of her nipples, launching a burst of cream directly into the vessel until full to the brim. "Enjoy!" Uhhh...alright. You've seen plenty of weird things already, so why not this? You down the beverage with gusto, noting its deep caramel flavor with hints of Irish creme. "Wow! That's delicious!" Remi looks pleased. "Glad you like it!" She thinks for a moment. "Actually, since you're here and clearly a fan, how about helping me out?" You finish the rest of your drink, hammering down the mug dramatically onto the counter. "If I get to try more things like this, sure!" "Great! I've got an idea for a new dessert, and I think it's really going to wow the customers! But I need some ingredients that they don't stock here." I just need Berry Juice and some high-quality Honey. I wouldn't really know where to find them- all I can tell you is that the Juice comes naturally from Shuckle shells. Hope that helps!" "Sure thing! I need Berry Juice and Honey. The juice usually comes from a Shuckle, but you're on your own for the Honey. Happy hunting!"<</silent>>

You take the mug and down it, hoping that risking your hide for some honey was worth this creamy concoction. //This...is INCREDIBLE!// Your mind soars to new heights. You'd think it would be unbareably sweet, yet somehow the creme and honey manage to synergize perfectly with the bitterness of the coffee. "I'm impressed, Remi!" You note enthusiastically, being caught off guard by a brief stumble in your gait. "Yes! You've been such a big help, thank you!" Remi smiles, pleased at her new success...until she looks at you, now with a look of concern. "Uh, you sure you're okay?" "Yeah! Something wrong?" You feel excitement continue to well up inside you. "You look a little pale..." "Really?" More excitement, building, //building//...only to realize that it's actually nausea. Really bad, in fact. "Oohhh, I think I see what you-" Then you throw up, with your stumbling only getting worse, using your arms to brace your fall against a full [[faceplant.|ClinicSick]] <<set $BerryJuice to false>> <<set $Honey to false>>

When you come to, your eyes are assaulted by endless white. Noting the rails to your sides, you figure you're on a stretcher of some sort. //I'm in the hospital?// "It's good to see you awake," a female voice calls out. You turn your head towards the door, an Indeedee with a nurse cap looking at you- //and WHAT is that syringe?// <img src="img/indeedee.jpeg" width="500" height="500" alt="Indeedee" /> She notes your fear and chuckles. "Don't worry, I already gave you a dose while you were unconscious." But then her face turns a bit more grim. "Listen, you suffered from severe food poisoning. Turns out that what you ate was only fit for a Pokemon's metabolism- to humans, it's extremely toxic." //Ugh, just my luck...// you note some lingering dizziness but overall feel much better. "There's more. The toxin was wreaking havoc on your body. If we left you as is, you would've ended up with a ruptured stomach in six, maybe seven hours tops. All that to say- I'm sorry for what's about to happen to you." "...what's about to...happen?" you find it difficult to get the words out, eyelids falling down repeatedly. "You'll see. In addition to the medication, the sedatives should be kicking in right about now. Enjoy your nap~" The nurse walks away, leaving you to your fate. //What's...happening...[[zzzzzz|AudinoTF]]//

Testing font colors here. You can try going to have [[NinetalesTalk]] [[Go back|Ice Cave]]

<<if $itemfinderGET is 1>>You pace slightly around the beach, feeling for the increase in intensity of the vibrations in your Itemfinder along with quickening beeps. After a moment, you think you've found the spot and start digging with your hands. The sand easily gives way for the first few inches, but you find it more cumbersome as your progress. A few minutes pass, making small bits of progress as you make it past a foot deep. Finally, your fingers grasp something solid, and you waste no time and yanking out the item with all your strength. You found a ''Sail Fossil!''<<set $itemfinder1DONE to true>><<set $itemfinderGET to 0>><<set $sailfossil to true>><</if>> <<return "Go back.">>

<img src="img/swanna.jpg" width="425" height="532" alt="Swanna" /> <<if $tf is "human">><<if $SwannaIntro isnot true>> "Why, //hello there,// dear!" The Swanna stands before you, staring with great interest. The sun shines behind her, highlighting her curves. "So nice to meet a young man along the beach!" "Oh, nice to meet you too." You watch as she begins a big stretch, hourglass figure on full display along with her fit physique. You take a moment to scan her body, earning a smirk from the bird woman. "Stare all you want, hun. You're //more// than welcome to watch me during my morning stretches. I just //love// feeling wanted by handsome men..." She arches her back in another stretch, breasts pushed out towards you with eye-catching cleavage. "I'd love to, miss..." "Please! Call me Anna. You'll check in on me regularly, won't you? I do get quite lonely here..." "Of course!" you reassure her. She smiles before going into downward facing dog- her ass facing directly at you now. "Thank you, dear! Let me know if you need anything~" You watch her stretch for a bit longer before heading out.<<set $SwannaIntro to true>><<else>> You find Anna still continuing her stretches. She turns to notice you standing behind her, now making bedroom eyes. "Oh, my handsome man is back to keep me company!" She places an arm on your bare chest. "Anything I can do for you, hun?"<</if>><<if $tf is "Aurorus">>The Swanna shakes her head disapprovingly at you. "The boldness of the youth these days! Prancing around with all their bits shaking and jiggling unclothed for every man and woman to see..." You're caught off guard for a moment, as you scan the Swanna's revealing swimsuit. "Excuse me? Your outfit isn't exactly modest yourself, ma'am." She scoffs. "Why, I never!" "Do you not see how my top wraps lovingly around my breasts, or how my bottoms cover my private area?" She spins around to show off her body, including the thong nestled deep within her perky rear. "You on the other hand wear no such garments! Could you be any more desperate to attract a mate?" You blush, looking down at your nude body. Just from the short time you've been in this body, it's been pretty obvious that men (and some women) have been quite distracted by your form. "Um, sorry? Didn't mean to offend." "Hmph. I do hope you'll cover up //soon//. Truly, this generation..." she mutters as she walks away, head once again shaking.<</if>><<if $tf is "Primarina">> <</if>> <<if $tf is "Vaporeon">> <</if>> [[Go back|Shoreline]]

<<set $ScepStone to false>> <<set $SapTF to 0>> <<set $swimwin to 0>> <<set $swimfail to 0>> <<set $tf to "Kupy">> <<set $aurorusdaze to 0>> <<set $itemfinderGET to 0>> <<set $hasEgg = false>> <<set $eggTimer = 0>> /* The highest milestone you’ve already shown (0, 20, 40, 60, 80, 100) */ <<set $eggStage = 0>> /* Where to return after a flashback */ <<set $eggReturnTo = null>> /* Skip the next increment once (used for flashback + return) */ <<set $eggSkipIncrementOnce = false>> /* Display helpers (optional) */ <<set $eggHatched = false>>

<<silently>> <<if $hasEgg>> /* 1) Increment per passage, unless we’re skipping once */ <<if $eggSkipIncrementOnce>> <<set $eggSkipIncrementOnce = false>> <<else>> <<set $eggTimer += 1>> <</if>> /* 2) Redirect guard so we don't loop this render */ <<if !_eggRedir>> <<set _eggRedir = true>> /* 3) Figure out the highest new milestone reached (and not yet shown) */ <<set _milestone = 0>> <<if $eggTimer >= 100 and $eggStage < 100>> <<set $eggStage = 100>><<set $eggHatched = true>><<set _milestone = 100>> <<elseif $eggTimer >= 80 and $eggStage < 80>> <<set $eggStage = 80>><<set _milestone = 80>> <<elseif $eggTimer >= 60 and $eggStage < 60>> <<set $eggStage = 60>><<set _milestone = 60>> <<elseif $eggTimer >= 40 and $eggStage < 40>> <<set $eggStage = 40>><<set _milestone = 40>> <<elseif $eggTimer >= 20 and $eggStage < 20>> <<set $eggStage = 20>><<set _milestone = 20>> <</if>> /* 4) If a new milestone is hit, stash return target and jump */ <<if _milestone and $eggReturnTo is null>> <<set $eggMilestone = _milestone>> <<set $eggReturnTo = State.passage>> /* remember where we were */ <<set $eggSkipIncrementOnce = true>> /* don't count the flashback load */ <<goto "Egg Milestone">> <</if>> <</if>> <</if>> <</silently>>

<<switch $eggMilestone>> <<case 20>> <img src="img/togetic.jpg" width="414" height="500" alt="togetic"/> <<case 40>> <img src="img/togetic2.jpg" width="512" height="512" alt="togetic"/> <<case 60>> <img src="img/togetic3.jpg" width="500" height="500" alt="togetic"/> <<case 80>> <img src="img/togetic4.jpg" width="500" height="500" alt="togetic"/> <<case 100>> <img src="img/togetic5.png" width="486" height="500" alt="togetic"/> [[TogeticEND]] <</switch>> <<link "Continue">> <<set $eggSkipIncrementOnce = true>> <<set $eggMilestone = 0>> <<goto $eggReturnTo>> <<set $eggReturnTo = null>> <</link>> NOTE: add below back to StoryCaption passage when ready to keep testing. $eggMilestone $eggTimer $hasEgg

[[Bag]] [[MorphoDex]]

Making your way into the bedroom, you see Mistress smiling at you, sitting along the edge of her pristine bed, complete with hanging curtains. <img src="img/mistress4.jpg" width="500" height="500" /> Your breath halts as you stare at her enchanting body. While your outfit doesn't leave much to the imagination, you are in awe at how Mistress carries herself with poise and beauty, thighs and breasts nearly on full display yet without shame. While you aren't attracted to her //per se//- you've always been straight- you can certainly appreciate her confidence...even to the point of harboring a //tinge// of envy. "I've been wearing this corset all night! Would you mind, dear?" She turns away, her back facing towards you. You wonder what she wants for a moment before your eyes widen. "M-Mistress! Are you sure? To expose yourself to someone like me?" That laugh again. "Why not? This should be familiar to you, since it's part of your duties~" Memories flood your mind as you recall helping Mistress dress and undress nightly. "Ah...you're right, ma'am. Let me help you at once!" For a moment, your faux confidence fumbles as you struggle to untie the back of her corset, but soon you find a rhythm and are able to take the piece off. You stare a bit too long, watching as her breasts drop and briefly bounce in their freed state. "Much better! Just one more to go~" she teases, holding her legs out. You gulp as you grab her thong, feeling every curve of your boss's body as you slide it all the way down to her feet and finally toss the garment aside, revealing her perfect pussy. Though it feels very familiar now, you can't help but deepen your blush as you take in her nude form, as if <<linkappend "seeing it for the first time.">> <img src="img/mistress5.jpg" width="500" height="500" /> "Always so gentle, Lucy! Thank you for performing your duties well, including keeping everything spotless. I simply //love// my quaint little bedroom!" Mistress praises you as she stretches, followed by a quick yawn. "Would you mind humoring me just a bit more?" "Of course! Anything for you, Mistress!" "Please, Lucy, call me Misma! It's rare I allow anyone to address me as such these days, but I feel it's only fair, considering how intimate our relationship is." Her giggle only serves to confuse you further. "Speaking of //intimate//...would you please remove your uniform?" Now you feel your face burning up. "Oh, Mist- er, Misma...I couldn't! I'm not worthy to bare myself in front of you...I mean, you're so much prettier than me, and-" "Oh //hush//, dear Lucy. I will decide your so-called //worthiness//. Now off with the uniform!" "...yes, ma'am." you offer meekly. You unclip the skirt and pull the uniform top over your head, your own boobs now providing a little jiggle that feels familiar and foreign at the same time. You stare at Misma in your topless form, hoping it'll suffice, but she raises an eyebrow. You continue, removing your underwear and even your stockings just to be thorough this time. "Marvelous," Misma claps with joy. "How do you feel?" "Very...exposed." You grasp one arm sheepishly, answering while avoiding Misma's gaze. <img src="img/lucario4.jpeg" width="500" height="500" /> "You should feel comfortable in your own body, Lucy. Even around me!" Misma smiles, taking a moment to close her eyes. "I have a question for you, my dear. What would make you happy in this moment? To know the truth? Or to be given a purpose?" You think for some time before responding. "I'm not sure what you mean, Misma. I know the truth- I was an orphaned Riolu girl, given shelter by you. And I'm so grateful to you, acting like the mother I never had...even when I...//developed//, you helped me come to terms with my femininity. I'll never forget your kindness. And I know my purpose! I want to keep serving you, Mistress! Um, I mean Misma!" "Such pureness of heart, how lovely," your maternal figure grins. "But are you really sure? Even with all the teasing? We don't age here, you know! You could be working as a maid forever!" "Y-yes! You gave me a home and a job, and I'm so happy! I know you'll take good care of me and the rest of the staff, no matter who comes through those doors! So yes! I'll work for you forever!" "My my, Lucy...in that case, I look forward to what's in store for your future~" You look up at her, sparkles in your eyes and true bliss in your heart. You're curious to see what's [[lies ahead...|AltBeginning][$tf to "human"]]<</linkappend>>