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One may have considered you greedy, heartless, a villain. But you preferred to look at it as that you were simply ‘business-friendly’, and just ‘doing what was best for the company’. After all, everyone needs money to survive, right? It’s only natural that some have to lose in order for the rest to thrive, right?
Lately though, you’d been receiving some pushback from the greater public. Something about ‘sacred nature being torn down’ and ‘Whyen Corp are a bunch of dirty Lechonks’. You didn’t bother to care, those plebians would never know the riches you had, they’d never know what it was like to have true competition with other companies, they’d all just stew their lives away at their unfulfilling, 9-5 customer service jobs, being yelled at by entitled old people, or they’d just go on to be mediocre Pokemon trainers with a maximum of 3 badges.
Speaking of…you didn’t keep any Pokemon yourself. You saw it as a waste of time and energy. It’s not like those useless things were worth anything anyway, once technology advanced enough, you knew that humans would be able to wipe out the pests without a second thought afterwards! Oh how your heart skipped a beat at the thought of a world without Magnemite causing power outages every three minutes…
You went through all of this in your head as you sat overlooking Lumiose City. In the very, very far distance you could see the beginning of construction for your next set of office buildings/research stations. You couldn’t quite decide what they were going to be quite yet.
But before you could think any more on what to make the new buildings being constructed, you suddenly heard your door be kicked open, followed by a voice shouting; “Lily, hold them in place!” And before you could even turn around, you were snatched off your spinning desk chair by a pair of cold, clammy hands, then made to face the front of the office. You tried to struggle against whatever had accosted you, but your struggles were met with a firm kick to the back of your knees, incapacitating you for the time being.
With heaving breaths, you looked up to see a Pokemon ranger. The Ranger crossed their arms and looked down at you with an expression of disgust.
“Nrrrgh-! Unhand me you-!’ Before you could finish protesting, the Pokemon that had accosted you hit you over the head with its forearm, jolting you right out of your speech. “Ninja! Greninja!” The Pokemon barked.
“You really did your security team dirty.” The Ranger sneered. “One Nidoran apiece? Lily here made short work of all of them.”
“Urrrgh-!” You tried to struggle against the frog’s grip, but it was like an iron vice, and you knew that if you struggled any harder than you already were, it would probably beat you again. “Ragh! You won’t get away with this you filth! The police are already on their-“
The Ranger held up a hand and cut you off. “Oh, the Police? They’re actually the ones who sent us! Did you forget us rangers work very closely with them?”
“Nggh! Impossible!”
The Ranger snickered. “Very possible. See, instead of merely arresting you for illegal construction and giving you the opportunity to buy your way out of prison, the LPD decided to just hand you over to the Pokemon Rangers and let us decide what to do with you.
Your breath began to quicken, and your body temperature began to climb, in stark contrast to the ice that now ran through your veins. Just what was this Ranger going to do?
The Ranger reached to their side for another pokeball, and released the creature inside…
…A Ditto?
“Ditto!” It cheerfully squeaked, looking you dead in the eyes with that idiotic smile on its face.
“Wh-What?” You sputtered.
“Ditto, transform.” The Ranger commanded ominously.
In the next moment, the gooey creature rocketed forward and enveloped your face entirely. Your breathing was immediately cut off, and on instinct, you began to try to open your mouth and scream, but when no sound came out, you began trying to struggle again, in the very next moment, you felt your mouth be completely filled up with the disgusting sludge that was Ditto, and as its goo retracted from your face, you felt the Ditto force its entire being down your throat, taking several of your teeth with it. Your eyes bugged out as you attempted to get any manner of oxygen down your obstructed airway. You felt the Greninja let go, allowing you to double over and reach for the Ranger on survival instinct. You felt your vision beginning to fade, and just as you were about to completely, you felt the rushing, life-giving oxygen flow like a river into your nearly-crushed lungs. With several heaving coughs, you filled them back up with air…and that’s when you noticed an EXTREMELY heavy feeling in your stomach.
The Ditto was in there.
You could feel every movement it was making, every movement of its horrible, disgusting flesh swimming across your stomach lining. It made your skin absolutely crawl, and you could feel yourself becoming nauseous...
Soon though, you felt the Ditto began to dissolve, you assumed your stomach acid was digesting it (which came with a whole ‘nother host of disgusting implications), but in reality, the Ditto was splitting itself up and entering your bloodstream. You nearly gagged as your skin and muscles vibrated with its jovial humming. It hummed as if it were one of the seven dwarves going off to work.
It was at that moment you noticed a change occurring in your skin. It was hardening, and turning a bright yellow, nearly golden color. You let out a cry of fear as your head shed all of its hair, and began to reform into a completely cylindrical shape. Your neck began to shrink as well, becoming the same size as your head.
Your nose melded away into your face entirely, not even leaving behind nostrils, and your eyes widened vertically, along with the color of them turning into the same golden-yellow as your skin. You let out a scream of terror as you felt your new head.
“WH-HA-WHAT TH-THE FUCK IS DENGO-GOING ON?!”
In the next moment, four stalks of what appeared to be stacks of coins began to sprout from your head. One of them flopped over once it reached its maximum height, while the others stood tall.
You then felt your torso starting to shrink, and your hips beginning to widen to a ridiculous amount. And if that wasn’t enough, the rest of your legs were practically swallowed by your hips. You didn’t even have real feet anymore.
You kept screaming in terror. “AAAAAAGH-! Gol-Please! St-GholdengoStop!”
You finally noticed your changing voice at this point. “H-huh?! M-My v-dengo-ce!”
Your thumbs then shrank away into nothing, followed by your pinky fingers. The excess space in your hands that once led your pinky fingers and thumbs eroded away, leaving your hands as three fingers, which grew long and noodly, and just as cylindrical as the rest of your body, which was shrinking rapidly, stopping when you were about three feet tall.
“Dengo! Gholdengo! D-DENGOOOO! GHOLDENGOOOO! (No! Stop! NOOOOO! NOOOO!”) Tears began to stream down your face as your transformation ended. You then retched and vomited up every repugnant bit of that Ditto, which reformed itself in front of you.
“…Ta-daaaah!” It chirped. And you let out a horrified gasp at the realization that you could fully understand it.
Before you could fully process that, however, you felt something smack you in the back of the head, followed by you getting pulled into that something.
Darkness overtook your vision. You found yourself inside some sort of spherical chamber…a Pokeball. You had no idea what you were supposed to do to get out, nor what you were supposed to do in general, so you just plunked yourself down in the center of it and got into a feta position. Once you did so, the inside of the pokeball began to light up with soothing red lights, and you began to slowly float upwards…in all honesty, it was very relaxing.
But you wouldn’t be able to enjoy it, as you were quickly called out by The Ranger. You blinked your eyes rapidly as you re-adjusted to the light of your office.
“Now then…let’s see…Gholdengo, use Make It Rain!” The Ranger called out.
You tried to resist The Ranger’s command, but deep inside you there was a primal…nearly spiritual…overwhelming urge to obey, and before you knew it, you were flinging scores of deadly coins at the wall of your office.
Your whole body shook as you realized what you did. You obeyed your trainer’s commands. There was no going back. You were a pokemon now, and you belonged to that ranger.
“Don’t worry, you’ll get used to it.” Lily the Greninja stated as you were recalled back into your pokeball. You felt an incredible sense of relief wash over you as the lights and floating resumed.
…This was your life now. Everything you did beforehand, everything you accomplished, it all meant nothing now…your dreams of construction and advancement would never be realized. All you were now was just some animal to be used by someone else.
You slowly shut your eyes in defeat and drifted off to sleep…
Category Story / Transformation
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Heh. First Vinomath(not sure I should count him since he slapped the name Xander on the Reader…) Now this.
We’re having quite the streak of Bad Ending 2nd Person TFs lately. But then again, CYOAs and Give Yourself Goosebumps are absolutely rife with those.
So awesome job!
Just wanted to point out that you slipped up and called the Reader a “him.” Should be an easy fix.
We’re having quite the streak of Bad Ending 2nd Person TFs lately. But then again, CYOAs and Give Yourself Goosebumps are absolutely rife with those.
So awesome job!
Just wanted to point out that you slipped up and called the Reader a “him.” Should be an easy fix.
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