Read the first paragraph for a description of how this came to be and what is to come.

This is somewhat of an interactive but instead of several choices, you only get eight which all lead straight to an end.

Please comment after reading just on what you think should be the outcome for a particular sister of your choice.

Below are the links to the story of choice. (links will be added as sides are completed)

Eve, the Eevee: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/6185096/
Vapour, the Vaporeon: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/6255684/
Jolty, the Jolteon: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/6185105
Flare, the Flareon: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/6209975/
Espy, the Espeon: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/6185088
Umber, the Umbreon: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/6283658/
Lea, the Leafeon: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/6430386/
Grace, the Glaceon: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/6500608/

With the exception of the Prologue, Eve and Espy story, the size of the character is roughly 10cm or 4". Disregard this measurement from the noted storys as they weren't the intended size for which it is written.

Before I begin, I just want to give credit to ShadowOfDeath from Writing.com who had created an interactive story that unfortunately had many, many, many poorly written chapters. The interactive was based on being transported to a world of macro, anthropomorphic Pokémon. There was a section of chapters that led into a bit of a potential filled idea of being involved in the lives of Eevee and her sisters. But as mentioned above, they were poorly written and in really bad English too. The thought of me writing this idea down in more or a story rather than an interactive was encouraged in my own mind. Since the interactive story did have much macro related features, I think I could go all out with my own version but with seven other sisters to write about, it might get slightly repetitive. This is the prologue which will lead up to the cross roads where the sister of choice will be taken. I will obviously start off with Eevee and, if this set of stories gets as noticed as I hope, I will continue with other sisters in accordance with popularity and the involved themes will be what people comment on. If people would like to read of a particular sister, doing a particular action like vore, crush, ect, please comment so on the prologue and not on a sister side story. As new sister side stories are added, links to them will be posted to them from the prologue as each story is a continuation of the prologue.

In a flash of blinding white light, you feel yourself lift from the ground. You didn’t see it coming; you were too busy doing what you normally would when your vision was disrupted. At first the feeling of the ground began to shake your entire body, but next thing you knew, there was no ground under your feet. Trying to open your eyes proved ineffective as it just burned your eyes shut again. Completely clueless about your destination, you begin to mould your body into a ball, shaking with fear over the strange light that has taken you from your normal life. You couldn’t tell, but you were sure that you were spinning as you began to feel sick. You would have let yourself go if you knew what exactly would happen to it, so you kept it down, swallowing hard. Your face comes into contact directly with something hard, rough and cold. The pain rushed through your body like an electrical shock. The impact was unexpected and you had not prepared yourself for it. Your head smashed the object hard, knocking you out cold.

Your eyes slowly opened up, light flooding in at the slightest peek. The light seemed like the same light that had taken you in the first place, but it didn’t burn your eyes. As you very slowly opened your eyes, they began to adjust to the light, making it possible to see. As your eyes adjusted to the light, your surrounding became more focused. The ground you had landed on was large, almost like a wasteland, but it was grey. Off to one direction, you could see a jungle, to the next was a vast, never ending grey wasteland. The next direction, you were sure led to a cliff edge and the last was yet again, another continuous, grey wasteland. You couldn’t see very far past a few hundred meters, as a fog seemed to shroud around you. You weren’t sure of where to go. Two directions lead to possibly an endless walk until you dehydrated yourself, one to a dead end or a deadly drop, and the last to a place that could put yourself in danger from the possible hazards that inhabit the area. You didn’t really have much of a choice. You begin walking in the only direction that has a possibility of food, water and shelter.

You make it to the jungle and find it odder than any regular jungle. For one, the trees were tall, wide, but thin and it wasn’t covered in bark like a regular tree but instead, a slick, green surface. You thought nothing of it and continued into the jungle. Only a couple of minutes in, you begin to hear some low rumblings. The low rumblings became larger and louder. They were like earthquakes in only a few short seconds. Afraid of a tree to fall over onto you, you dash back into the open grey. Just seconds from the exit of the jungle, a force of wind pushes you back to the ground. A very huge brown surface blocks your vision. All you can see is this object and the few more trees that stand between you and it. It lifts into the air and disappears. Still afraid of the trees, you continue to run out of the jungle. Exiting the tall trees, you face left and see the same grey wasteland. Another tremor shakes the ground as you feel it coming from the other direction. You turn to catch a glimpse of the tip of a white object, disappear into the fog. Whatever it was, it was huge. It was now blurred and darkened in the fog and disappeared completely from sight very soon after.

Eventually, you decided to head in the direction of the huge object just because you have no better plans that don’t risk your life. The vast grey was a long journey to walk, but eventually, it split into two, separate trails. One way was just a continuation of the path you already stood on, the other a slightly narrower surface, which led off directly to the right. Something inside you, tells you to take the new path, which you give into. This new path was somewhat, smoother, than the wasteland you left. Yet still the same colour and it felt the same. Looking ahead, you notice the form of a very large object take shape within the fog. Getting closer, the object becomes more and more visible. You wouldn’t of believed it if you hadn’t just seen it, and still watching. In front of you stood a two story house, but to you, it seemed more like a 200 story house. It was massive, bigger than humanly possible, but nothing in this place so far has seemed anything but normal. The door over took your entire vision once you had reached it. You defiantly won’t have a chance opening it, but there is a large gap between the door and the floor which allows you to sneak underneath.

This was amazing. It was just like any other house except everything was over 100 times larger than it should have been. Slowly and cautiously, you walked across the hard wood floors towards the centre of the room. In front of you erected a staircase, beside you to the right, a doorway to what seemed like a kitchen, the left, a lounge room. Doubting the possibility to climb these stairs, you only have two choices left, go left or right? The Kitchen was covered with hard, white and black tiles, whereas the lounge room was covered with a soft, flat carpet. Obvious choice, you take the lounge room. Stepping onto the carpet felt so soft. Slowly you lay down on it and feel like falling asleep. It was softer than any bed you’ve ever slept on. Suddenly, you feel a rumble from the carpet. Something big was around and it was close. You got up and looked around; noticing the giant couch was closest to you. You begin running towards it, trying to hide yourself underneath. You were almost there before you felt the force of an unknown object; throw you off your feet onto the ground. Something had fallen just behind you, something huge. Not taking the time to look back, you get back up and dive under the couch.

Afraid of what could be lurking in this giant house. You hide all the way into the middle of the couch which doesn’t let you get a good view of your surroundings. You feel more tremors and look around to find the source. Moving around outside the couch, you see two very large, brown objects, moving one at a time across your vision. If they hadn’t of been brown, you would of sworn they were feet. The objects disappeared but the tremors didn’t stop. Another pair of objects moved past, blue ones this time. More and more just kept on coming, yellow, red, purple, black, a lighter brown and an odd grey.

The paired objects all disappeared out of the room, but you could still hear the thumping of them up the stairs and on the second floor. You walked out from under the couch and looked around. It was quite again and you were as much confused as when you first saw the house. You got two steps forward before you heard the thumping again from upstairs. Not as loud as it was before as it sounded to be from one pair rather than the eight. The sound begun to resinate from the stairs as you realized that it was coming back. You didn’t get the chance to run back to cover this time as the object moved into the room. Not only where you in an unknown world, where everything was bigger than they should be, but you now stood there, looking at two of the biggest, brown paws that you have ever seen. Slowly looking up, you follow the brown legs up to the waist. Nothing covered it yet the fur seemed to hide anything that should be there itself. You continue to look up at the body of the creature, two large mounds hung off the top of the body, completely covered with fur. Further up, was the head of the creature, with it arms stretched above its head, yawning. Its head was tilted from the yawn, making you unable to see its face. The arms came down to its sides and its mouth closed. The face was in vision and it was as hard to believe as pigs flying. Standing in front of you was a giant Eevee. You would have been scared enough to run if it weren’t for the fact that, from the shape of its body, it was a female. You were scared but also a little aroused by the figure of the creature. It turned and sat down on the couch, its tail moved to its side and hung off the edge, just touching the floor.

Completely intrigued by this giant, fictional character, you grab onto its tail and begin to climb it. Problem is that you can’t climb all too well and instead just hang there, just a jumps height from the ground. “How many times do I have to tell you? Take your tail off the couch!” The sudden yell scared the life out of you. The tail you gripped onto so tightly flew straight up into the air. It moved behind the Eevee and hung over her shoulder. “Well I was the only once sitting here!” the Eevee yelled back. Regaining your mind, you try to turn while still holding onto the tail. Another creature stood in the lounge room, this one slightly bigger than the Eevee. It also was a female but this one wasn’t an Eevee. It was in fact a giant, female Flareon. It stood there, staring directly at the Eevee, her hand on her hips with a crossed look on her face. “It doesn’t matter if you’re the only one in the house; we have rules for a reason. Seriously Eve, won’t you ever grow up?” You try to look up but from your current position, you can only see underneath her chin, but you were sure she was a little upset. Also judging from the way the Flareon was talking to the Eevee, you now know is named Eve, you were certain that Eve was the youngest of all the others you assume to still be upstairs. The tail flung back behind Eve as she got up and started to walk towards the stairs. You held on tightly as her tail swung from side to side as she ascended. If you weren’t so sure that she didn’t even know you were on her tail, you would have thought she was trying to fling you off. Eve had reached the top of the stairs when the Flareon yelled at her again. “And don’t swing your tail like that! What if someone else was trying to walk down the stairs? You just gonna flick them with your tail?” Eve immediately dropped her tail to the floor. Luckily you had been on top of the tail when it made contact with the floor, comforting you and saving you from harm.

Eve began to walk down a corridor; you on the other hand were being dragged across the floor. Finding now a better time than any, you let go and roll off the very tip of the tail and onto the floor. You stopped rolling across the floor with you face down into it. You look up and notice Eve turn into a room. In front of you was a long corridor with four doors to the left, four doors to the right, and one door at the very end of the corridor. On each door hung a sign. On the first door which is the one that Eve had entered, the sign read ‘Eve’. Looked to you like they put their names on their rooms. Moving down the corridor, looking left and right at each of the doors you passed, reading the names of the occupants. Eve, Vapour, Jolty, Flare, Espy, Umber, Lea, Grace and Bathroom. You stood there, staring at the Bathroom sign. It took a while before you realized that it was just a bathroom and not someone named bathroom. You could feel thumps again as the Flareon enter the second floor and began to walk down the corridor towards you. You were considering running under the bathroom door to hide when she turned to Eve’s door and knocked on it. “Be more considerate of your older sisters next time.” She then turned back, walked closer to you before turning again and entering the door marked Flare.

From what you could pick up from the little talking that you heard, and from the doors, there are eight of them, all sisters. Reviewing your knowledge on the Eevee evolutionary Pokémon, there are eight different types, including the Eevee itself. You assume that one of each occupies a room off their own in this house, and their names are similar to which one. Standing in the middle of the corridor, you wonder which would be best to enter. You don’t want to be hiding in this house for the rest of your life, not getting any help to get back, but you don’t know whether they would be hostile or friendly. Flare seems a little mean, but also seems to be somewhat of a head of the house. Eve seems like she might be the nicest, but she is the youngest and might not have the best intentions. The other sisters you have no clue to their nature but you’re willing to try anything. You start to crawl under the door with the sign labelled…