Part I

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Research funding being what it is, Louis subjects another unwitting person to his transformation process, though it's a bit... different.

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As the sun began to dip beneath the horizon, a lone Passimian scurried at impressive speed in spite of its bulky size. With roughly human intelligence, it was more than up to the tasks assigned to it… and the ones it intended to do of its own accord. A glance at the clock let Niko know that his human master would be home before long, and so he should… make things more presentable. Some furniture that had recently been shifted around by earlier events was carefully put back in place, the Passimian checking several times to make sure everything was aligned nice and straight; he did not want Louis to be annoyed by the slightest imperfection.

The only thing that would pause the Passimian’s work was a periodic, low groan from down the hallway… from within the master bedroom. Niko would always immediately pause what he was doing, just to make sure there was nothing out of the ordinary going on in there… and he would quickly resume when a periodic groan was all he could make out. That noise was not something to be concerned about; it was, in Louis’ words, perfectly normal.

Once the living room was back to normal, he cleaned the dining room table. Admittedly, that was one area the Passimian had been neglecting recently, but he was quick to clean it of any dirty dishes… tonight was an important occasion, after all. The primate’s furry mug smiled some as the distinctive ding of an oven rang in his ear!

…the smile became a worried expression at the sound of a sedan entering the driveway. Stopping what he was doing immediately, he raced to the door, wanting to be there to greet his master.

Louis let out a tired sigh as he opened the door to his apartment. His eyes heavy, he fell asleep for a split second, his knees giving in as he fell forward… only for strong, rubbery primate hands to catch him by the armpits. The human’s eyes opened anew, staring right into the golden eyes of Niko, his pet Passimian… formerly his fellow human roommate Garrett. Seeing that shiny, muscular Pokémon catch him during his fall made the exhausted scientist smile.

Louis was promptly carried to the couch, being laid on it head to toe, with his head resting in his powerful Passimian’s lap as the primate affectionately stroked his human master’s hair. The kneading sensation threatened to put Louis back into a deep slumber… but as his mind began to wander, he remembered what he was supposed to be doing today, an adrenaline spike providing much-needed energy to keep him awake just a little longer.

“Did the plan work, Niko?” Human eyes met Pokémon as Louis inquired about his latest… experiment.

In response, Niko pointed at a tablet on the nearby table, making all kinds of excited lemur screeches… the only sounds he could make besides repeating the word “Passimian.”

Such a reaction made Louis’ grin turn more mischievous, swiftly leaving his loyal lemur’s lap to head for the table and grab the tablet, eager to see what had been recorded! His hand reached for the tablet, only for a pair of powerful hands to come down on his shoulders, yanking him back! The human was quite irritated to be denied his victory, though his annoyance at Niko’s behavior largely faded when he saw the lemur had prepared a meal for him, sitting piping hot on the dining table. He sighed, leaning his head into Niko’s muscular, rubbery chest, “…fine, you win. Dinner and a movie.”

The Passimian communicated his delight with many more of his joyful screeches.

***

As Louis slowly but surely brought food to his mouth with a fork, Niko carefully set the tablet up, playing the recorded video of Louis’ most recent experiment… something to study while the human had his meal. Louis watched intently, knowing how the results would make or break his career.

Ah, Cliff. Garrett’s old gym buddy. Another jock type, but far dumber and without any redeeming qualities like Garrett had prior to his being transformed into Niko. Which of course, meant Louis had zero qualms doing the process to him as well… albeit with some changes. Never mind the personal cleavage between Louis and Cliff: the jock had always bullied Louis about his Pokémon hobby and slim frame, so when Louis set out to perform this experiment, he already had a perfect test subject in mind.

The trap was even easier than how Louis had reeled in Garrett. A bottle of beer with Cliff’s name on it, which the human was quick to go for, but not before mocking how cheap and fake Niko looked, unaware the “inflatable” Passimian was very much alive, only pretending to be inactive.

Niko did not have to wait long for his revenge. The toxins in the beer worked quickly on Cliff as he stupidly chugged so much of it, the human suddenly becoming wobbly, not even able to mutter words about how he didn’t feel so good before the “inflatable” Passimian pounced on him from behind. Niko did exactly as instructed, subduing the drugged human and easily overpowering those weakened protests, before closing a collar around Cliff’s neck with a devilish grin. Niko then promptly removed himself from atop Cliff’s body.

An inebriated jock, Cliff was all too ready to scrap with the rubber Pokémon as he got back to his feet, the wobbling in his knees aside. Of course… then the collar suddenly got a lot fatter, looking like some gigantic donut. The slightest sound of shifting air heard before being replaced with bubbling liquid, all the condensed, black goop that had made up the collar melting and pouring down Cliff’s body as well as moving up his face. From head to toe, a black suit formed around his whole form, muffling his confused yells and making it look like he had been encased in latex… Then the solidified black goop constricted around him, pulling him into a more fetal position against his will. What sounds could be heard from Cliff were promptly silenced as the goop started to thicken up, his limbs becoming less defined by the second until finally, all that was left of Cliff was a giant black and white egg, completely obscuring the human that had been sealed inside it.

The video concluded with Niko giving a confident smirk, before grabbing ahold of the wobbling, rubbery egg and easily carrying it off to elsewhere in the house for storage. The sight was enough to make Louis laugh both with amusement and with triumph, knowing his funding was likely to continue uninterrupted after such a smashing success! But of course, he still had to check on a few things…

Louis finished his meal, wiping his mouth with a napkin as he swiftly removed himself from the dinner table, “Let’s go see our friend’s progress, Niko.” As he walked towards where the egg had been stored, Niko was all too content to follow behind his human master.

***

The giant egg was right where Louis had instructed Niko to put it, inside a custom Pokémon egg incubator designed to handle such an unconventional egg. Glancing up at the top of the incubator, beneath a solid red “R,” Louis read the data illuminated on a black screen: egg hatch in 8 hours, drone obedience levels at 55 percent. Louis’ lips began to curl into a smile.

Both the Passimian and human were taken by surprise at the sudden sound of somewhat blissful moans… coming from within the egg as it wobbled. The confusion the pair had shown was soon replaced with amusement… seemed the chemical process to make a human host enjoy the process as they were steadily stripped of intelligence and will was working out fairly nicely!

It was at that moment that Louis’ adrenaline rush ebbed, his eyelids seeming to be carrying sandbags as his body demanded he get some rest. His hands were all too happy to oblige, almost acting with a mind of their own to toss off his shirt and unbuckle his belt, letting his pants casually fall down as he kicked them to the side, knowing Niko would take care of the dirty clothes during his daily round of chores.

Clad in only his boxers, Louis pulled down his covers, preparing to hop in… only to be shocked as Niko got into the bed before him. He was about to order the primate to get off, only for those thick, shiny arms of Niko’s to grab him and reel him in, his head resting on the solid yet rubbery pectorals of the Passimian. And suddenly, that feeling of anger was washed away… Niko’s powerful arms gently cradling him and the Passimian’s long tongue affectionately licking at his face felt miles better than standard bedding. Niko’s delighted laughter at his master’s relaxation just eased Louis further into a restful state.

Louis closed his eyes, gradually banishing stray thoughts from his mind as he let blissful unconsciousness take him. Today was a good day. Cliff’s transformation was being handled splendidly. Niko had been the prototype latex Passimian, but he still kept much of his individuality and intelligence from his human life, augmented by an affection for Louis… the scientist was quite grateful Niko had not met the same fate as Cliff in that regard.

When he woke up, Cliff would be fully transformed into a Passimian, strong in body and loyal in mind to the organization’s cause. Louis slipped into the peaceful abyss, barely unable to contain his excitement to show the results to Giovanni. The successful experiments could quite possibly open up new experiment opportunities across Alola…