This was a com I got from the wonderful  sparkbolt3020 the first of many that I would get! I really liked the thievul design at the end, just feels so good and cocky.

now.... read the story I wrote for this~

---

Ash wandered through what looked to be a dungeon, hoping to look for some way out. He fell through the ground while travelling Kanto with Misty and Brock when the ground suddenly caved in, and fell. Thankfully he wasn't injured, but he fell far enough that any ropes that Brock had were too short to get him, so Ash told them that he would look for an exit elsewhere, and if he did not come up by the end of the day, then find Officer Jenny to get help.

He was quickly regretting it as it felt like he was walking around for hours, and yet still nothing, he was starting to get worried that he would never escape. Soon he came to a room that was a dead end; it was a round room and mostly empty, except for one thing, a dagger on a lone stone table.

"What is that doing down here?" Ash asked, going up to it and picking it up, taking a look. It seemed to still be sharp. It was odd; it looks like it was never used, it was quite confusing. Then it started to glow a pale orange.

"Huh? What now?"

Ash dropped the dagger in shock as he saw his fingers were getting covered in black fur and that his gloves were seeming to melt. Meanwhile, the front of his shoes burst open to reveal that his toes have become three padded ones.

His pants legs were turning black, and like his gloves, also seemed to be melting. Not only that, but the bottom of his jacket was starting to get sewn together as the blue of his jacket was turning red. His ears grew pointed and got covered in fur, and his nose extended out with a black point, red fur, and his teeth got sharper.

But most importantly, fur was growing on his chest and arms as his hair started to shrink, and from his chest, some small breasts were starting to sprout, as well as a tail from behind.

"W-what is going on!?" Ash shouted watching it all happen on him, too shocked to feel that even his groin was changing.

As Ash continued to be freaked out, and as the top part of his mouth fused to his new muzzle, ears fully covered, and gaining black fire that resembled a mask around his eyes. He suddenly became dazed, holding his head with now black furred hands, the melting gloves turning black, stopped on his forearm, hardening as it seemed that straps were going around to hold them in place.

His mind became cluttered as his eyes turned yellow, thoughts of Pokémon and battling were fighting thoughts of going out to steal gold, jewels, and anything else valuable.

That occupied him from the fact he now had to stand on his toes as his heeled raised, his shoes now having been destroyed, pants melting and changing to black leather, getting tighter on him. His undershirt became white and loose, the jacket continued to get sewn together as a brown strap was forming around his waist, his breasts stopped growing, but were still small, and around his neck, a black substance was forming.

Fur continued to grow on him, white in areas like his chest, black on his hands and feet, and orange on the rest, his new tail growing longer as his hair continued to shrink, and turned orange.

"W-What is wrong, I-I need to battle... so I can steal some gold.... no, to stay a Pokémon trainer... k-keep it together Asur-Ash," Ash struggled in his new womanly voice, as what he had in his crotch flattened away, making away for his new life.

Ash, no, Asura began to laugh. Any thoughts of becoming a trainer were gone, only the thoughts of getting priceless jewels and gold remained! The very thought made her grin, and her yellow eyes sparkled with glee and mischief.

The gloves were soon completely metal gauntlets to protect her arm, any green left was quickly vanishing. Her white shirt split down and buttoned up, now a simple tunic, under a red coat that was growing a hood on the back. A brown satchel was almost complete around the waist, but she could already feel the weight of all her tools of trade being in there, just ready to be used.

Her pants were slowly becoming tight black leather, but on her thighs, more metal plates were appearing with straps to keep them in place. She could feel the muscles pulse and flex, her legs were a great asset to her skills, being used to jump and climb walls. Her shoes almost gone entirely, not that she would need them: her very paws were silent enough to sneak around, she needed nothing to improve that.

She adjusted her materializing scarf as her hair was now almost nothing but head fur, as the fur almost consumed her body, and her tail much longer and larger, wagging slowly.

"Silly girl, thinking about such strange thoughts, training Pokémon?" Asura laughed quietly to herself. "Such a ridiculous notion, I am a thief, like all Theivuls, but unlike my kind, I have bigger plans.”

With a simple kick, Asura was holding her dagger once more, as the hood finished forming and went over her head, with some holes to let her ears though. Scarf around her neck to quickly pull up to hide her face was now complete, and her gauntlets no longer had that green on them. Her jacket and tunic fit her body well, reaching in the complete satchel to take out a smoke bomb.

Her shoes now gone and forgotten, leather pants showing off her legs’ muscles well, as well as the thigh plates protecting them from any sword that decided to attack there. She looked like a true thief now, as was the point.

Asura's fully grown tail waved silently, her face in a smirk, twirling the dagger in one hand, and tossing the smoke bomb in the other. She was a Theivul, known for their thievery, and while she did not have the moustache like the rest of her kind did, she was glad to not have it, as it would show how she would be different from the rest.

For too long her kind thought to small, stealing only the bare minimum and never anything more. Asura on the other hand, realized that they could do better, so when she was 10, she went out to train to become a master thief, much to her mother’s dismay.

Now, 11 years later, Asura was back in her village, with new skills and techniques that she had added to her already impressive ones, to go out and make the biggest steal the kingdom had ever seen. She sheathed her blade and placed the bomb back, running down the hall, and climbing the wall to get to the above world.

From above, a rock moved and out stepped Asura, now out of her hideout, and covered it back up. Looking to her left, she saw it, the castle of King Arc the Arcanine. While she would love to just go there first, she knew she was not ready. First, she needed to start at the village around her, go to the bank, and steal the gold and items there, and hopefully, she could meet her childhood friend, Gerald. A Boltund who, from what she’d heard, became captain of the guards. She couldn't help but giggle, they were destined to be enemies, and yet, thinking about him in that armour got her flustered.

"That is too bad, I am sure he and I would have been great together, but I had this calling... but maybe…" she smiled to herself before sprinting towards the village, there could be a chance for them: they just needed to play a couple games of Meowth and Rattata first before they found out.