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First submission here in Inkbunny! How exciting! So, I told you I did TF's, and here we have the lovely little Fiona turning into a bulbasaur~ The story attached below is written by my good friend Jaki-kun. I'm not actually sure if he has an account here, but I know you can find him on fur affinity!\nPokemon (c) Nintendo. I do not own the beasties, but I do own the characters I use.\n\n----------\n\n“Wow! Oh, wow! This is great! So great!”\n\nThe eighteen year old girl walks up the sidewalk to her apartment with a skip in her step, happily brandishing her new handheld. “I can't believe he just let me have it- what a steal!”\n\nShe's talking, of course, about her most recent trip to the pawn shop. The girl had been to this specific store many times- so many times, in fact, she almost considered not going today because of her familiarity with the shop and its inventory. Even though it had been a week since her last visit, she didn't notice anything new in the store's selection after fifteen minutes of searching. And just when she was opening the door to leave, that's when the glean of something new caught her eye.\n\nThe Nintendo DX. It was clearly a knockoff of Nintendo's actual handheld, the DS, but knowing that didn't stop her from opening the sleek black device and turning it on out of curiosity. Despite there being no cartridge slots, the system immediately booted up to a title screen with an interesting creature on it. The title read “Pokemon: LeafGreen Version.”\n\nNow this was the kind of thing she was looking for- something unique, different, and functional she could call her own. Sure, she'd never been into games all that much, but something about the find excited her. She immediately took the electronic to the front counter, wondering how much the untagged item would run for.\n\n“Huh? Sorry, I've never seen it before. Some kid must'a left it here,” the gritty pawn shop owner said, squinting at the unfamiliar device. The girl was disappointed, but not defeated. Before he could ask to hold onto it in case someone came back for it, she pointed out to him the collection of dust on the handheld's surface, along with the stiffness of the device's buttons. Even if someone had left it there, it had been a long time since then. Either the previous owner never noticed they were missing it, or simply never came back to get it.\n\n“Well... S'pose you're right,” the shop keeper shrugs, sighing in his burly voice. “I don't got much use for it, 'nd I ain't gonna sell what ain't mine. So tell ya what- I'll let ya have it for now. But if the poor soul who lost it comes back in looking for it, you be a good girl 'nd give it back next time you're here, understand?”\n\nSo that was that. She agreed to the store owner's terms, and bolted out the door with her new toy. She'd spent the short walk home starting the game, wanting to finish it as soon as possible in case its original owner happened to show up today or something. And so far, the game impressed her. Granted, all that had happened so far was an old guy lecturing her about what Pokemon are, waking up in her bedroom, being led out of the tall grass by the same old guy, and entering the man's lab. But there's something about the experience that excites her- especially with where she is now.\n\nThe girl swings her apartment door open energetically, shutting it behind her with her foot before reaching the next line of dialogue. “Here, FIONA. There are three POKEMON here. You can have one. Go on, choose!” Fiona reads aloud, her attention instantly diverting to the in-game table on the right. On its surface are three red and white round objects, each containing a different Pokemon. She makes it a point to check all of them, looking at each of them multiple times. It should be such a simple decision, but she likes the way all three of them look. If she had the time, she'd ponder her options even more- however, she reminds herself that her time with the handheld may be limited.\n\n“Ooh! I can't wait to start! Hmm... I think I'll choose...” Fiona mumbles on her way to the couch, clicking on the leftmost PokeBall. “I see! BULBASAUR is your choice. It's very easy to raise. So, FIONA, you want to go with the GRASS POKEMON BULBASAUR?” Fiona reads out loud, her thumb hovering over the A button only momentarily before selecting yes. “This Pokemon is really quite energetic!” the in-game professor says, bringing an excited smile to the girl's face.\n\nThat smile doesn't last long though, her expression quickly changing to one of distress. “Ahh!” she cries, being blinded by a dizzying flash of light from her DX. The screen fades to nothing as she loses her grip on the device, the object clattering to floor.\n\n“What was...?” Fiona asks confusedly, gazing down at the dysfunctional electronic while rubbing her sore eyes. “A power surge? Or maybe a glitch?” she pouts, bending forward to press the power button on the console. To her disappointment, the game system stays off. “Oh well. I guess I'll just have to fix it then!” Fiona states enthusiastically, clenching a fist. “I mean, I couldn't return it in this state... after... all...” she trails off, unclenching her fist to look at the palms of both her hands.\n\n“Why are my hands tingly?” Fiona mutters, staring at her throbbing hands. The sensation isn't exactly a tingle, but there isn't any other way to describe it. Perhaps she could say it feels like as though her hands are touching something else, when in reality, they aren't touching anything at all. “D-did the machine shock me?” she asks, flexing her fingers briefly before turning pale- a pale white in her face, and a pale green in her arms and hands.\n\n“WHAT?” Fiona shouts, watching in displeasure as the skin on her hands turns greener with each second, the color quickly spreading up her arms. “I-I must be seeing things... That light must have messed with my eyesight!” she mutters nervously, squeezing her eyes shut for a few moments, hoping the time to relax would return them to normal. She hesitantly opens her eyes again, wishing for the best as she looks back down at her hands- if she can even call them hands any more. She'd been so concentrated on her eyes, she hadn't even noticed the strange feelings coursing through her hands... Or the fact that her fingers and thumbs were shrinking inwards, or her wrists growing outwards.\n\n“Wh-what the heck is happening?!” Fiona yells in disapproval, watching helplessly as each of her used-to-be fingers grow thick white claws on their tips. “C-cut it out! Stop it!” she demands, trying to keep the inanimate force from spreading the new green skin up her arms. Fiona's commands go unanswered, however, and her efforts to hold it back with her hands- now much more like paws- do nothing to prevent the color's spread to her shoulders, where it quickly disperses to the rest of her body.\n\n“Gah... N-no...” Fiona mumbles, her body coursing with strange sensations. She can't see it happening, but she can feel as the soft green skin spreads onto her torso and back, followed by her waist, then her legs and feet, up to her neck, and finally, onto her face. Once her body is completely covered with the green coating, a new set of changes begin, much to Fiona's dismay.\n\n“I-it's not over?!” she winces in disbelief, feeling what happened to her hands begin to happen to her feet. The only difference is that her feet have shoes, which don't go along well with those kinds of changes. Fiona's black sneakers tear open at the tips as her feet meld into paws, and the mouths rip apart as her ankles grow to match the size of her new extremities. Her hopes that they would be the last of the changes are quickly quashed as she feels a pressing sensation against her tailbone, motivating her to twist her waist and bring it into sight. In only a few moments, a short, pointed green tail rests at the the base of her tailbone, flicking inadvertently between her green sweater and her blue jeans. Fiona's face twitches slightly it pushes out into a small muzzle, her ears becoming pointed and moving to the top of her head. And after that- that's when the strangest sensation yet hits her.\n\n“Unf!” Fiona exclaims, bending slightly forward as she notices a swelling sensation in her back. The pressure against it is much stronger than what she'd felt with her tail, and unlike what happened there, the current change is being restricted by her sweater. Whatever it is that's forming on her back doesn't seem to care though, causing her top to become tighter and tighter around her body... Until finally it gives way.\n\n“What's happening to my-!” Fiona starts to ask, cut off by the sound of her sweater tearing apart. “Ah!” She slowly turns her head over her shoulder to look at the cause, and is more than surprised with what she finds. Resting on her back is a green, onion-like bulb, and accompanying it are two slender vines. Despite what it's already done to her shirt, neither the bulb nor the vines are done growing yet, and they continue to do so until the entire back of her sweater is torn in half, causing the remnants of it to flutter from her front to the ground.\n\nWith one look down at her half-naked body, Fiona finally pieces together what's happening. “I-I'm changing into that Pokemon- a-a Bulbasaur!” she remarks, noting the similarities between her own body and the creature from the game. Of course, she still doesn't know how or why it's happening to her, or how to stop it- assuming there is a way. The only thing she recognizes as different between her and the Pokemon is that she's still the same size she was as a human, she still has her long black hair, and she's still standing on two legs.\n\nAs if to remedy that fact, her entire body instantly begins to shrink the moment she makes the realization, the hair on her head receding and falling out. “O-oh...” Fiona groans regretfully, wishing she'd never made the connection. Within about thirty seconds, the former human girl stands at about half her normal size, her now-baggy pants and undergarments finally slipping to the floor. She takes a glance down at her new body, hardly able to believe the bright green skin with dark green blotches could belong to her, and brings her left forepaw to her cheek, unable to even pinch it in hopes that this is just a nightmare. Unfortunately for her, she feels a much more powerful sensation that convinces her she's awake, and it isn't by her own doing.\n\nHer left vine has extended itself around her left breast, rubbing the nipple there teasingly, and her right vine is doing something similar, only to her recently exposed feminine entrance. “Wh-what?! B-but I'm not-!” Fiona shouts, knowing for sure she isn't doing this to herself. She has control of the rest of her body, including her tail and the bulb on her back- but the vines... The vines have a mind of their own.\n\n“Q-quit that! I never told you to do this!” Fiona exclaims, trying to move the grassy tentacles away with her forepaws. While the vines are soft in touch and smooth in texture, they're deceptively strong and firm, and Fiona can't manage to overpower them. The new Bulbasaur girl can only pretend to fight them off as her slender assailants continue to have their way with her, causing her to become even more distressed as she realizes they're forcing her to go through what will surely be her final changes.\n\nA quick, firm squeeze of both her breasts causes them to deflate in size, causing three smaller sets of nipples to form under their place. The odd sensation of the vines caressing her legs and arms brings her to all fours, the shapes of each changing to indicate she now has four legs now, no longer able to stand on two. A brief stroke over her head is enough to remove the small remainder of hair she has left. And with that, Fiona finds herself a complete, feral Bulbasaur.\n\n“Bulbaah...” she moans involuntarily, shaking her head at what just came out of her mouth. “I-I mean... I'm really a Bulbasaur...” Fiona mutters in disbelief, trying to accept how different this new body of hers feels. That isn't made easy due to the continued actions of her vines, the rogue appendages fondling her rear end playfully.\n\n“H-hey, don't do that!” Fiona orders, trying desperately to wriggle free of the vines' grip. Their touch is entirely foreign to her, and not just because of what they are. Nobody had ever touched her like this- not even herself. She'd never had any sort of significant other, and she'd never subjected herself to anything “naughty” that might make her feel this way. Needless to say the resulting sensations from the green tentacles are completely alien, and to be frank, she doesn't appreciate the two causing them. “I said, knock it off!”\n\nTo her surprise, the vines both slow to a stop, pulling off of her hind end. Fiona's lips curl into a victorious smile, turning her head back to look back at them. “Yeah, now you understand- all you are is part of my body, so what I say goe-”\n\nFiona is interrupted by a distinct smacking noise, the accompanying tingle making what just happened all too clear. The Bulbasaur's eyes go wide as she finishes turning her head, her eyes stopping on the right vine placed on her tail end. “Did- did you just- you just slapped me there, didn't you?!” the girl asks, totally appalled. Sure, it only hurt a little bit, but it was the principle of the matter that bothered her more than anything. Feeling the left vine sliding its way towards her forbidden entrance, Fiona turns red in the face, not about to let it go uncontested. “H-hey! Get away from the- Ah!” she cries, watching the right vine crack against her rear end again.\n\nThat's all it takes for her to catch on. If she's nice and submissive, the vines get to do whatever they want to her. But if she acts up and tries to get them to stop, she gets punished. As far as Fiona is concerned, it's a lose-lose situation, and she's helpless to do anything against it. But should she really just let the two have their way with her without saying anything at all?\n\nFiona ponders the question as she feels the left vine stroking up and down her slit, pressing slightly further in with each repetition. An unwanted blush reaches her face as her body reacts to the vine's actions, drawing a muffled groan from the girl's mouth. She manages to hold herself back as the grassy tentacle continues working its way further and further between her folds, but she crumbles once she feels the object reach the actual opening nestled between them- a place not even she'd come to touch.\n\n“Don't you dare think about- Ngh!” Fiona winces, feeling another reprimanding strike to her hind cheeks. Naturally, her unfinished instructions go unheeded, the vine at her entrance raring back slightly before plunging into her, wriggling at the base as if to provoke a response.\n\n“Ooooh-!” Fiona moans, trying to overcome the unfamiliar sensation of being occupied. She's able to keep a steady head for the most part, especially since the vine has yet to venture deeper- but the feel of the writhing object against her feminine walls causes her to break down.\n\n“J-just stop there! There's no need to- Hnnn!” she flinches, the right vine coming down on her a little harder this time. The left vine stops its wiggling momentarily, proceeding to circle around the walls close to her opening. Fiona can't keep herself from panting in arousal (knowing for the first time what it feels like) as the left vine steadily circles deeper and deeper, the right vine fondling her abused cheek sensually. However, neither are enough to keep her quiet as the left vine starts to simulate thrusting motions, the sleek tentacle seeming to make it a point to rub against her walls as it does so.\n\n“Haaaaaah!” Fiona gasps, taking a sharp breath inward. “It's- it's too much! Please, I can't- I can't-! Ahhn~...” she huffs, being met with an oh-so-familiar throb in her tail end. What's weird to her is that, while it still hurts a little, each time the vine hits her there, she feels oddly more aroused. It makes no sense- but she's a little too preoccupied to ponder the intricacies of such a thing. The left vine is going further in with each subsequent buck into her, causing her feminine juices to begin leaking onto the carpet underneath her as she suddenly realizes how wet she is.\n\n“N-no... That's too deep... You shouldn'- Mmmm~...” Fiona moans, her eyes becoming fixated as she finds herself wanting to feel more, especially after the right vine whacks her in the same area yet again. “Th-this is wrong...” the girl mumbles aloud, arguing with herself more than her assailants, instigating another spank from the green tentacle. “I shouldn't feel this way...” she mutters, blushing vividly as the left vine strokes her inner walls, its counterpart only succeeding in arousing her more. “B-but... N-none of that matters!” she confesses, feeling a strange pressure begin to build inside her, the usual culprit tapping against her pink right cheek forcefully. “I-I get it! This feels good!” Fiona admits, not caring how crazy talking to two inanimate objects should seem. “S-so quit teasing me and just- a-and just-!” she cuts off, expecting to be struck by the right vine again. She was trying to give it orders, after all.\n\nOnly a second later, her eyes go wide while she feels the right vine's new position, only having a brief moment to prepare herself. “Ooooooh~!” Fiona gasps, relishing in the sensation as the right vine joins the left, both of them caressing and rubbing the insides of her feminine passage. The girl's heartbeat quickens as she feels the sleek vines counteracting the other's movements, one thrusting in while the other pulls back and vice versa. She can't keep from getting even more excited as she feels one vine retract itself to massage her opening, the other driving itself in and out of her with powerful movements.\n\nFiona now finds herself gasping for air, entirely captured by the wonderful feelings running through her. A welcome blush is plastered across her face, her female juices cover her hind legs and the carpet, and the building sensation inside her is nearing its peak. By this point, the Bulbasaur's green assailants couldn't be more welcome to use her how they'd like- especially if they end up pleasing her like this again, Fiona decides. The two vines thrust into her more energetically than ever before, each taking turns sliding into her womb before the two eventually overlap in speed, making it impossible for the girl to tell how many are pleasing her there at one time. Not that it really matters to her, of course. All that matters to her is that the intensifying feeling inside her is finally just moments from reaching its highest point- and then...\n\n“Aaaaaaaaah~!!” Fiona howls, feminine fluids rushing out of her opening as the vines continue what they're doing, sending extreme waves of pleasure through her entire being. Her front drops to the floor as she experiences climax after climax, one right after the other. Just as she thinks it's about to end, another one seems to begin for what feels like forever. But unlike eternity, Fiona's orgasm finally comes to an end after some time- she isn't sure how long.\n\nThe green tentacles gently retract themselves from her, extending their wet tips in front of Fiona. Despite the grief they'd put her through initially, she finds herself surprisingly grateful for them now, particularly the fact that they can operate on their own. “All right, all right, I'll admit it- that was great. So great,” she chuckles, still trying to recuperate from her tiring ordeal.\n\n“So... Uh... What's next? Any bright ideas?” Fiona asks the two vines a bit later, having taken enough time to get some of her energy back. “How about something exciting? Something you don't see every day?”\n\nThe vines respond by extending towards the DX on the floor, bringing the handheld right to her. “Well, you definitely don't see one of those every day, but I kinda already used it up... Unless...” she trails off, the vines clicking the power button. Fiona's intrigued expression quickly twists into a mischievous smirk, the vines clapping the device shut, already knowing what she plans to do.\n\n“Okay, it's settled then,” Fiona chimes, approaching her front door with a skip in her step. “Let's go see if we can find this a new owner, shall we~?”\n", "description_bbcode_parsed": "Kyuu! First submission here in Inkbunny! How exciting! So, I told you I did TF's, and here we have the lovely little Fiona turning into a bulbasaur~ The story attached below is written by my good friend Jaki-kun. I'm not actually sure if he has an account here, but I know you can find him on fur affinity!
Pokemon (c) Nintendo. I do not own the beasties, but I do own the characters I use.

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“Wow! Oh, wow! This is great! So great!”

The eighteen year old girl walks up the sidewalk to her apartment with a skip in her step, happily brandishing her new handheld. “I can't believe he just let me have it- what a steal!”

She's talking, of course, about her most recent trip to the pawn shop. The girl had been to this specific store many times- so many times, in fact, she almost considered not going today because of her familiarity with the shop and its inventory. Even though it had been a week since her last visit, she didn't notice anything new in the store's selection after fifteen minutes of searching. And just when she was opening the door to leave, that's when the glean of something new caught her eye.

The Nintendo DX. It was clearly a knockoff of Nintendo's actual handheld, the DS, but knowing that didn't stop her from opening the sleek black device and turning it on out of curiosity. Despite there being no cartridge slots, the system immediately booted up to a title screen with an interesting creature on it. The title read “Pokemon: LeafGreen Version.”

Now this was the kind of thing she was looking for- something unique, different, and functional she could call her own. Sure, she'd never been into games all that much, but something about the find excited her. She immediately took the electronic to the front counter, wondering how much the untagged item would run for.

“Huh? Sorry, I've never seen it before. Some kid must'a left it here,” the gritty pawn shop owner said, squinting at the unfamiliar device. The girl was disappointed, but not defeated. Before he could ask to hold onto it in case someone came back for it, she pointed out to him the collection of dust on the handheld's surface, along with the stiffness of the device's buttons. Even if someone had left it there, it had been a long time since then. Either the previous owner never noticed they were missing it, or simply never came back to get it.

“Well... S'pose you're right,” the shop keeper shrugs, sighing in his burly voice. “I don't got much use for it, 'nd I ain't gonna sell what ain't mine. So tell ya what- I'll let ya have it for now. But if the poor soul who lost it comes back in looking for it, you be a good girl 'nd give it back next time you're here, understand?”

So that was that. She agreed to the store owner's terms, and bolted out the door with her new toy. She'd spent the short walk home starting the game, wanting to finish it as soon as possible in case its original owner happened to show up today or something. And so far, the game impressed her. Granted, all that had happened so far was an old guy lecturing her about what Pokemon are, waking up in her bedroom, being led out of the tall grass by the same old guy, and entering the man's lab. But there's something about the experience that excites her- especially with where she is now.

The girl swings her apartment door open energetically, shutting it behind her with her foot before reaching the next line of dialogue. “Here, FIONA. There are three POKEMON here. You can have one. Go on, choose!” Fiona reads aloud, her attention instantly diverting to the in-game table on the right. On its surface are three red and white round objects, each containing a different Pokemon. She makes it a point to check all of them, looking at each of them multiple times. It should be such a simple decision, but she likes the way all three of them look. If she had the time, she'd ponder her options even more- however, she reminds herself that her time with the handheld may be limited.

“Ooh! I can't wait to start! Hmm... I think I'll choose...” Fiona mumbles on her way to the couch, clicking on the leftmost PokeBall. “I see! BULBASAUR is your choice. It's very easy to raise. So, FIONA, you want to go with the GRASS POKEMON BULBASAUR?” Fiona reads out loud, her thumb hovering over the A button only momentarily before selecting yes. “This Pokemon is really quite energetic!” the in-game professor says, bringing an excited smile to the girl's face.

That smile doesn't last long though, her expression quickly changing to one of distress. “Ahh!” she cries, being blinded by a dizzying flash of light from her DX. The screen fades to nothing as she loses her grip on the device, the object clattering to floor.

“What was...?” Fiona asks confusedly, gazing down at the dysfunctional electronic while rubbing her sore eyes. “A power surge? Or maybe a glitch?” she pouts, bending forward to press the power button on the console. To her disappointment, the game system stays off. “Oh well. I guess I'll just have to fix it then!” Fiona states enthusiastically, clenching a fist. “I mean, I couldn't return it in this state... after... all...” she trails off, unclenching her fist to look at the palms of both her hands.

“Why are my hands tingly?” Fiona mutters, staring at her throbbing hands. The sensation isn't exactly a tingle, but there isn't any other way to describe it. Perhaps she could say it feels like as though her hands are touching something else, when in reality, they aren't touching anything at all. “D-did the machine shock me?” she asks, flexing her fingers briefly before turning pale- a pale white in her face, and a pale green in her arms and hands.

“WHAT?” Fiona shouts, watching in displeasure as the skin on her hands turns greener with each second, the color quickly spreading up her arms. “I-I must be seeing things... That light must have messed with my eyesight!” she mutters nervously, squeezing her eyes shut for a few moments, hoping the time to relax would return them to normal. She hesitantly opens her eyes again, wishing for the best as she looks back down at her hands- if she can even call them hands any more. She'd been so concentrated on her eyes, she hadn't even noticed the strange feelings coursing through her hands... Or the fact that her fingers and thumbs were shrinking inwards, or her wrists growing outwards.

“Wh-what the heck is happening?!” Fiona yells in disapproval, watching helplessly as each of her used-to-be fingers grow thick white claws on their tips. “C-cut it out! Stop it!” she demands, trying to keep the inanimate force from spreading the new green skin up her arms. Fiona's commands go unanswered, however, and her efforts to hold it back with her hands- now much more like paws- do nothing to prevent the color's spread to her shoulders, where it quickly disperses to the rest of her body.

“Gah... N-no...” Fiona mumbles, her body coursing with strange sensations. She can't see it happening, but she can feel as the soft green skin spreads onto her torso and back, followed by her waist, then her legs and feet, up to her neck, and finally, onto her face. Once her body is completely covered with the green coating, a new set of changes begin, much to Fiona's dismay.

“I-it's not over?!” she winces in disbelief, feeling what happened to her hands begin to happen to her feet. The only difference is that her feet have shoes, which don't go along well with those kinds of changes. Fiona's black sneakers tear open at the tips as her feet meld into paws, and the mouths rip apart as her ankles grow to match the size of her new extremities. Her hopes that they would be the last of the changes are quickly quashed as she feels a pressing sensation against her tailbone, motivating her to twist her waist and bring it into sight. In only a few moments, a short, pointed green tail rests at the the base of her tailbone, flicking inadvertently between her green sweater and her blue jeans. Fiona's face twitches slightly it pushes out into a small muzzle, her ears becoming pointed and moving to the top of her head. And after that- that's when the strangest sensation yet hits her.

“Unf!” Fiona exclaims, bending slightly forward as she notices a swelling sensation in her back. The pressure against it is much stronger than what she'd felt with her tail, and unlike what happened there, the current change is being restricted by her sweater. Whatever it is that's forming on her back doesn't seem to care though, causing her top to become tighter and tighter around her body... Until finally it gives way.

“What's happening to my-!” Fiona starts to ask, cut off by the sound of her sweater tearing apart. “Ah!” She slowly turns her head over her shoulder to look at the cause, and is more than surprised with what she finds. Resting on her back is a green, onion-like bulb, and accompanying it are two slender vines. Despite what it's already done to her shirt, neither the bulb nor the vines are done growing yet, and they continue to do so until the entire back of her sweater is torn in half, causing the remnants of it to flutter from her front to the ground.

With one look down at her half-naked body, Fiona finally pieces together what's happening. “I-I'm changing into that Pokemon- a-a Bulbasaur!” she remarks, noting the similarities between her own body and the creature from the game. Of course, she still doesn't know how or why it's happening to her, or how to stop it- assuming there is a way. The only thing she recognizes as different between her and the Pokemon is that she's still the same size she was as a human, she still has her long black hair, and she's still standing on two legs.

As if to remedy that fact, her entire body instantly begins to shrink the moment she makes the realization, the hair on her head receding and falling out. “O-oh...” Fiona groans regretfully, wishing she'd never made the connection. Within about thirty seconds, the former human girl stands at about half her normal size, her now-baggy pants and undergarments finally slipping to the floor. She takes a glance down at her new body, hardly able to believe the bright green skin with dark green blotches could belong to her, and brings her left forepaw to her cheek, unable to even pinch it in hopes that this is just a nightmare. Unfortunately for her, she feels a much more powerful sensation that convinces her she's awake, and it isn't by her own doing.

Her left vine has extended itself around her left breast, rubbing the nipple there teasingly, and her right vine is doing something similar, only to her recently exposed feminine entrance. “Wh-what?! B-but I'm not-!” Fiona shouts, knowing for sure she isn't doing this to herself. She has control of the rest of her body, including her tail and the bulb on her back- but the vines... The vines have a mind of their own.

“Q-quit that! I never told you to do this!” Fiona exclaims, trying to move the grassy tentacles away with her forepaws. While the vines are soft in touch and smooth in texture, they're deceptively strong and firm, and Fiona can't manage to overpower them. The new Bulbasaur girl can only pretend to fight them off as her slender assailants continue to have their way with her, causing her to become even more distressed as she realizes they're forcing her to go through what will surely be her final changes.

A quick, firm squeeze of both her breasts causes them to deflate in size, causing three smaller sets of nipples to form under their place. The odd sensation of the vines caressing her legs and arms brings her to all fours, the shapes of each changing to indicate she now has four legs now, no longer able to stand on two. A brief stroke over her head is enough to remove the small remainder of hair she has left. And with that, Fiona finds herself a complete, feral Bulbasaur.

“Bulbaah...” she moans involuntarily, shaking her head at what just came out of her mouth. “I-I mean... I'm really a Bulbasaur...” Fiona mutters in disbelief, trying to accept how different this new body of hers feels. That isn't made easy due to the continued actions of her vines, the rogue appendages fondling her rear end playfully.

“H-hey, don't do that!” Fiona orders, trying desperately to wriggle free of the vines' grip. Their touch is entirely foreign to her, and not just because of what they are. Nobody had ever touched her like this- not even herself. She'd never had any sort of significant other, and she'd never subjected herself to anything “naughty” that might make her feel this way. Needless to say the resulting sensations from the green tentacles are completely alien, and to be frank, she doesn't appreciate the two causing them. “I said, knock it off!”

To her surprise, the vines both slow to a stop, pulling off of her hind end. Fiona's lips curl into a victorious smile, turning her head back to look back at them. “Yeah, now you understand- all you are is part of my body, so what I say goe-”

Fiona is interrupted by a distinct smacking noise, the accompanying tingle making what just happened all too clear. The Bulbasaur's eyes go wide as she finishes turning her head, her eyes stopping on the right vine placed on her tail end. “Did- did you just- you just slapped me there, didn't you?!” the girl asks, totally appalled. Sure, it only hurt a little bit, but it was the principle of the matter that bothered her more than anything. Feeling the left vine sliding its way towards her forbidden entrance, Fiona turns red in the face, not about to let it go uncontested. “H-hey! Get away from the- Ah!” she cries, watching the right vine crack against her rear end again.

That's all it takes for her to catch on. If she's nice and submissive, the vines get to do whatever they want to her. But if she acts up and tries to get them to stop, she gets punished. As far as Fiona is concerned, it's a lose-lose situation, and she's helpless to do anything against it. But should she really just let the two have their way with her without saying anything at all?

Fiona ponders the question as she feels the left vine stroking up and down her slit, pressing slightly further in with each repetition. An unwanted blush reaches her face as her body reacts to the vine's actions, drawing a muffled groan from the girl's mouth. She manages to hold herself back as the grassy tentacle continues working its way further and further between her folds, but she crumbles once she feels the object reach the actual opening nestled between them- a place not even she'd come to touch.

“Don't you dare think about- Ngh!” Fiona winces, feeling another reprimanding strike to her hind cheeks. Naturally, her unfinished instructions go unheeded, the vine at her entrance raring back slightly before plunging into her, wriggling at the base as if to provoke a response.

“Ooooh-!” Fiona moans, trying to overcome the unfamiliar sensation of being occupied. She's able to keep a steady head for the most part, especially since the vine has yet to venture deeper- but the feel of the writhing object against her feminine walls causes her to break down.

“J-just stop there! There's no need to- Hnnn!” she flinches, the right vine coming down on her a little harder this time. The left vine stops its wiggling momentarily, proceeding to circle around the walls close to her opening. Fiona can't keep herself from panting in arousal (knowing for the first time what it feels like) as the left vine steadily circles deeper and deeper, the right vine fondling her abused cheek sensually. However, neither are enough to keep her quiet as the left vine starts to simulate thrusting motions, the sleek tentacle seeming to make it a point to rub against her walls as it does so.

“Haaaaaah!” Fiona gasps, taking a sharp breath inward. “It's- it's too much! Please, I can't- I can't-! Ahhn~...” she huffs, being met with an oh-so-familiar throb in her tail end. What's weird to her is that, while it still hurts a little, each time the vine hits her there, she feels oddly more aroused. It makes no sense- but she's a little too preoccupied to ponder the intricacies of such a thing. The left vine is going further in with each subsequent buck into her, causing her feminine juices to begin leaking onto the carpet underneath her as she suddenly realizes how wet she is.

“N-no... That's too deep... You shouldn'- Mmmm~...” Fiona moans, her eyes becoming fixated as she finds herself wanting to feel more, especially after the right vine whacks her in the same area yet again. “Th-this is wrong...” the girl mumbles aloud, arguing with herself more than her assailants, instigating another spank from the green tentacle. “I shouldn't feel this way...” she mutters, blushing vividly as the left vine strokes her inner walls, its counterpart only succeeding in arousing her more. “B-but... N-none of that matters!” she confesses, feeling a strange pressure begin to build inside her, the usual culprit tapping against her pink right cheek forcefully. “I-I get it! This feels good!” Fiona admits, not caring how crazy talking to two inanimate objects should seem. “S-so quit teasing me and just- a-and just-!” she cuts off, expecting to be struck by the right vine again. She was trying to give it orders, after all.

Only a second later, her eyes go wide while she feels the right vine's new position, only having a brief moment to prepare herself. “Ooooooh~!” Fiona gasps, relishing in the sensation as the right vine joins the left, both of them caressing and rubbing the insides of her feminine passage. The girl's heartbeat quickens as she feels the sleek vines counteracting the other's movements, one thrusting in while the other pulls back and vice versa. She can't keep from getting even more excited as she feels one vine retract itself to massage her opening, the other driving itself in and out of her with powerful movements.

Fiona now finds herself gasping for air, entirely captured by the wonderful feelings running through her. A welcome blush is plastered across her face, her female juices cover her hind legs and the carpet, and the building sensation inside her is nearing its peak. By this point, the Bulbasaur's green assailants couldn't be more welcome to use her how they'd like- especially if they end up pleasing her like this again, Fiona decides. The two vines thrust into her more energetically than ever before, each taking turns sliding into her womb before the two eventually overlap in speed, making it impossible for the girl to tell how many are pleasing her there at one time. Not that it really matters to her, of course. All that matters to her is that the intensifying feeling inside her is finally just moments from reaching its highest point- and then...

“Aaaaaaaaah~!!” Fiona howls, feminine fluids rushing out of her opening as the vines continue what they're doing, sending extreme waves of pleasure through her entire being. Her front drops to the floor as she experiences climax after climax, one right after the other. Just as she thinks it's about to end, another one seems to begin for what feels like forever. But unlike eternity, Fiona's orgasm finally comes to an end after some time- she isn't sure how long.

The green tentacles gently retract themselves from her, extending their wet tips in front of Fiona. Despite the grief they'd put her through initially, she finds herself surprisingly grateful for them now, particularly the fact that they can operate on their own. “All right, all right, I'll admit it- that was great. So great,” she chuckles, still trying to recuperate from her tiring ordeal.

“So... Uh... What's next? Any bright ideas?” Fiona asks the two vines a bit later, having taken enough time to get some of her energy back. “How about something exciting? Something you don't see every day?”

The vines respond by extending towards the DX on the floor, bringing the handheld right to her. “Well, you definitely don't see one of those every day, but I kinda already used it up... Unless...” she trails off, the vines clicking the power button. Fiona's intrigued expression quickly twists into a mischievous smirk, the vines clapping the device shut, already knowing what she plans to do.

“Okay, it's settled then,” Fiona chimes, approaching her front door with a skip in her step. “Let's go see if we can find this a new owner, shall we~?”
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