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Posted using PostyBirb", "writing": "Arceus tilts his head, confusion racking the deity’s mind as he watches the scene playing out in front of him. The Mew was simply there, one moment, and swallowed up in a flash of light the next. Even with his all knowing mind the pokemon had just vanished into nowhere. Not leaving a single trace behind. Perhaps it was something he shouldn’t be digging into too much. It was one pokemon, a Mew of course. One of the strongest out there. But still if it were any other circumstances he might not even have cared this much. But what drew him into this was the strangeness of the situation. The complete vanishing of this Mew. Though he could only find out so much sitting up here in his realm. Perhaps there was something he was missing. Something he could only find by going down to the mortal realm. Not seeing much of a choice the god pokemon sighs and stands back up. Stretching his legs out as he expands the map in front of him. Sending ripples as he opens up a portal directly to the Mew’s home. The last known location of this pokemon as he steps forwards and into the portal.\n\n\nThe world ripples around him, warping and shifting all around as he looks around. Soon the ripples start to settle as he finds himself standing in the Mew’s home, taking a good look around he sees everything is still untouched. Even after all the time had passed, not one other pokemon dared to come to the house. Though he had to admit, even as a god of his level there was something wrong about everything. The house itself, and especially Myr’s room had a strange oppressive aura surrounding it, not to mention a strange stench that hung heavy in the air around him. Tilting his head back he groans softly and gives a small shake of his head. Gagging slightly while trying to get the scent out. Waving a hoof around to try and wave it away. But even as he uses a gust strike to try and clear the air it seems to linger. Heading deeper into the house the scent only grows stronger, and stronger the closer he gets to the bedroom. Tilting his head back he focuses, it was almost surprising how strong it was though. That foul stench was almost too much even for him. But that only seemed to grow his curiosity even more. Knowing that there had to be a reason for this as well.\n\n\nOpening up the door to Myr’ room Arceus steps inside, the stench was at its strongest here. He could practically see it creating waves in the air. Upon a first glance around the room he doesn’t see anything at all. There wasn’t a single thing that he could see that could be producing such a stench. Though upon taking another look he notices that the wavering air seems to grow stronger towards the back of the room, and in specific seems to be coming directly from the computer at the other end of the very room. “Hmm.. What is this?” He mutters quietly to himself. Making his way over to the computer, Arceus’ eyes flash brightly changing his type to psychic. Tapping the keyboard once the computer comes to life. On the screen was a strange, foul looking creature. Something he had never seen before. It didn’t look like any living digimon he had seen before. The creature looked like a sentient, living pile of shit. Somehow the stench of this creature was pouring out through the screen.\n\n\nOn the screen the beast lets out a digitized cackle. It was absurd to think but Arceus almost felt like he was being stared at through the screen. But he didn’t feel the presence of any digital pokemon, or anything that could be possessing the device. “You’re being absurd.. You cannot truly think such a creature could exist. This is unrelated to your investigation.” He thinks to himself, giving his head a small shake as he turns to walk away from the computer. Taking his eyes on the screen he fails to notice the creature’s eyes sour, frowning deeply as he holds a hand out. The screen begins to flicker and glitch out. But by now he was already looking elsewhere. He failed to notice the screen glowing brighter and brighter. Flickering and changing colors before finally landing on a strange, filthy brown. A loud beeping noise emits from the computer, this catches Arceus off guard. Glancing over his shoulder he had no time to react, as he’s blasted by a foul smelling beam of brown energy. The light enveloping him as everything fades from brown to black. \n\n\nHe wasn’t sure what had happened, it didn’t make any sense either. He should have been able to see it coming. There was no way he couldn’t have after all. He was a god, he knew everything that could have happened. By now however it was already too late. He was losing consciousness. The last thing he hears is that digitized cackle echoing through his mind once more. Losing himself to sleep. Though what felt like only a second after Arceus began to feel a warm breeze washing over his body. With it came that familiar stench that washes over his body. Making him gag softly, looking away in disgust as he sits up. Raising a hoof to his head, the pounding headache making it hard to focus. Unsure of what was going on the first thing he thinks to do is retreat. Holding a hoof out he attempts to summon his portal as usual. However he’s unable to do anything. No matter how much he focuses, or how much power he attempts to put out. He just stares at his hoof. “W-what?” He questions, giving his head a small shake. Trying to understand what was happening. Looking around now he starts to really take in his surroundings. The first thing he noticed was that he was nowhere in his universe.\n\n\nHe still had his powers, and could access his abilities. But he couldn’t jump back to his heavenly domain. Wherever he was he appeared to be trapped. He could figure out a way out later. For now he had to find out where he was looking up towards the woods in front of him as a slight growl leaves his maw. Staying on guard he didn’t know what was waiting for him, but for now he had no choice but to push forwards. Because of how careful he was it didn’t take Arceus long to notice the smell in the air once more, that foul but now familiar stink that filled the woods around him. It almost seemed to wrap around the entire area. The air wavered around the deity, the stench almost visible as he walked through. Arceus could swear he could hear sounds echoing around him. Strange splattering sound as something hops through the woods around him. He attempts a few blasts at the surrounding sounds. Doing his best at damaging the land itself. Though either he was going crazy and hearing things, or these things were smarter than the usual wild pokemon he was used to dealing with.\n\n\nHe wasn’t sure how long he had been walking for. Just looking around, taking in the sites. Or rather looking for any kind of civilization that might be in this area. Looking up towards the sky he could see it was starting to get rather late. If he didn’t find a way out soon then he would likely have to sleep out in the woods. Luckily for him though continuing his walk he hears the sound movement from up ahead, though unlike last time he could also hear chatter. A group of pokemon talking right up ahead. Picking up a bit of speed he swaps to ghost type in order to better hide his hoof steps. Parting a bush in front of him Arceus stares through to see a group of strange looking creatures on the other end. A group of those same shit-like monsters who stood guard in front of a city entrance. Behind them lay a vast, beautiful castle town. Everything within the walls sparkled, all of it made out of gold. Even for him this was a truly fascinating sight. One of beauty and luxury. For it to be inhabited by such a filthy group of creatures. It wasn’t something he had expected to see. \n\n\nA part of Arceus still thought to turn and leave, seeing those living piles of filth, even standing guard at such a place disgusted him. But looking up once more, seeing the sun was starting to set, Arceus quickly began to realize he didn’t have a say in the matter. So taking a short breath, trying to breathe in any clean air he could hope to huff up. Arceus puffs out his chest and goes to step forwards. He expected them to bow, to show respect and worship him like the god he was. Many other pokemon did the same thing, as god of the realm no matter who they were they knew to gear the creator deity. However as he approaches the gate entrance the creatures almost seem to laugh at him. Looking up with a loud cackle while looking him up and down, a wide, twitching grin on their faces as they laugh once more. “Ohhh we have new visitor?” One of them questions with a grin, the other laughing once more with a nod. “Yes yes~ Perhaps this is guest his highness had wished to see?” The other addas, causing Arceus to raise a brow.\n\n\n“Your monarch wishes to speak with me?” The way they spoke almost seemed like they knew he was coming. If they were the reason he was here it wouldn’t do much help to just get rid of them here and now. He needed to find out what to do, and how to get back to his realm, and for now that likely meant playing along with these foul creatures. They now, quickly stepping aside and pointing up. Following their filthy, slimy fingers he stares up at the large castle that lay on the opposite side of town. Somehow the capital building was even more extravagant and gaudy than before. So much to the point where even Arceus had to glance away slightly, feeling his head spin with a bit of confusion. “Grff.. What a horrendous kingdom..” He mutters quietly. Hearing the sound of splattering around him once more he looks around, seeing various others of the same group hopping through the streets. Cackling and talking to one another about how much they stunk, or how filthy they were. Every hop left a deep brown streak of filth on the otherwise shining golden streets.\n\n\nEventually Arceus reaches the foot of the castle. Looking up once more towards the castle gates in front of him he narrows his eyes and starts to walk up the steps. Every hoof step echoing around him. Stomping his way to the top as he stands proud. Holding himself with such immense authority. Holding himself as he knew he should as a god. The two shit beasts at the top are not even paying attention to him as he reaches the top. Only giving him a small glance to the side, opening up the gates to let him in, only to go back to whatever they were talking about. However, as he walks past them he hears them cackle a bit in amusement. Whispering a few things under their breath in mockery. A bit of Arceus’ energy sparks. For just a moment he thinks to strike them both down right now. But if he were to try anything it would likely be an all out war. Which of course he would win, but at the same time it would likely mean losing a chance to get back to his own realm.\n\n\nAs he’s let inside Arceus starts towards where the guards led him. Creating a path to lead him through the halls eventually ending up at another set of double doors, and as they open up he steps though. The air seemed to shift, growing incredibly cold, before suddenly heating up once more. Shuttering heavily he groans softly and takes a look around. Though he didn’t feel like anything was wrong or different. Shaking his head he turns his gaze back up towards the room. Eyes soon meet with a creature that lay opposite of him, the same beast as the rest of the creatures. It looked exactly the same as the rest, save for a crown and a stave it seemed to hold with it. Though every creature had a wide maddening grin, this one seemed to have an even larger grin as he looked over Arceus. A high pitched cackle once again leaving his maw, rubbing his claws together. Already Arceus was starting to feel just a bit stranger, making it harder to think clearly as he steps back, he wasn’t sure how he missed it but the door had at one point closed behind them. Spinning around he tilts his head, panting slightly. Before looking back towards the monster.\n\n\n“Kihihi~ It's a pleasure to finally meet you Arceus~” The pile of filth says, not offering a bow or anything. Arceus reaches a hoof up, rubbing at his muzzle, whipping away the slime that was covering his body. Gritting his teeth slightly he glances back up. “King Sukamon wishes to be the first to welcome you to the digital world~” He speaks, in third person speaking with little intelligence, something that Arceus was unsurprised to see. Offering a wave of his claw before laughing once more. “Am sure you must be curious why you’re here, and just what the digital world is?” He holds a claw out, pointing directly towards Arceus. “King Sukamon brought you here so you join our team!~” He cackles once more, Arceus, realizing what was happening, shakes his head, he didn’t need to say anything after all. He was above this kinda thing, no need to show any kind of respect to such a filthy king. Tilting his head up his eyes glow for just a moment figuring that he’d easily put the creature down, though even after a second or two there’s a flicker. Though nothing happens. Looking down towards his hooves once more he can’t help but notice that nothing was happening. No matter how much he tried to focus he just couldn’t access his powers.\n\n\nKing Sukamon laughs once more, giving his head a small tap. “Not very smart~ But smart enough to know to stop you~” He giggles with glee, hugging himself slightly. Before seeming to try and compose himself, clearing his throat slightly before nodding. “Kihihi, not sure why, but King thought you might try something~ Easy enough to alter data walls, block any abilities you might have!” Laughing once more Arceus can feel his body growing hotter, and hotter. Looking down at his body he watches as his form starts to soften, emitting a foul smelling slime that sweats from his form. Arceus could feel his stomach turning as he began to put two and two together. Not only that he was in another world, but that this king somehow knew who he was, and what he was capable of. The only question would be who could that be, it would have to be someone from his world. So that soon started to spread to the only missing pokemon who could have been pulled into this world as well.\n\n\n“S-so it’s you..” He remarks, trying to keep hold on his mind. His nostrils flaring against his will. Taking in long deep breaths of that stink. Breathing it in as he could feel his mind spinning with lust. It wasn’t taking long for that stink to start to linger in his mind. Growing addicted to it. As his body slowly began to shrink and shift the tips of his forehooves almost seem to stretch and grow. Swelling larger and larger as feels his body growing even more slimy. “H-hrrff y-you will let me go now.. I will not stand for this..” He groans out, he could feel his thoughts being altered. Having to fight against the words flowing into his mind to keep his own thoughts straight. With every word he said he could feel his mind being warped, growing more submissive as he looked up at the King Sukamon. The grin on the King’s already madly smiling face widens eyes even going in different directions as he puts out more and more of that stench Even as Arceus tries to fight against everything he found himself breathing in more and more, it was nearly impossible to break free.\n\n\nThe filthy thoughts and desires filling his mind only grew stronger and stronger with each passing moment. Biting his lip softly and squirming around he reaches up, holding his slimy new claws up to his head, hind hooves shrinking down letting out a sickening squelacing, looking back towards his lower body, watching his legs shrink and squish down merging down with his lower half with a yelp of surprise, falling forwards as he crashes down into the ground. Gritting his teeth before looking up towards King Sukamon, the filthy digimon cackling again as he hops down from his throne. Wobbling and hopping closer towards Arceus. With every little movement he could get another deep whiff of that stench. Taking long, deep lungfuls of it, eyes rolling back as the mere smell of the king takes him deeper into that dazed and confused trance. Gritting his teeth and holding his hands up to his head again he could feel them applying pressure to his head. Pushing harder and harder while with each push his head slowly started to reshape. But right before the king gets too close he seems to get a bit of lucidity. Quickly swiping at the king he hops back, managing to get his bearings and gritting his shifting teeth, feeling them grind and change. Growing just a bit sharper he turns and tries to make a run for it.\n\n\n\n\nHopping towards the door he presses his entire body against it, he hadn’t even thought to flee until right now. Believing so much in his own abilities that he hadn’t even stopped to think that he was in a world that he didn’t understand, one where these digimon likely had a better hold and understanding of what they could do, shaking his head he pushes out through the open doors. Hopping down the hall, each jump seems to squish and smush his lower half more and more, molding it with each hop as the remaining stumps of his legs merge in with his lower half. A mix of the anxiety and having to push himself to move as fast as possible he found himself sweating more of those foul smelling juices. Though now he was really starting to enjoy that stench. He weaved his way through the other guards, the beasts oddly doing nothing at all to try and stop him. In fact they almost seemed to move out of the way for him. Letting them pass as they simply stare.\n\n\nThe changing beast could barely remember his own name anymore, in fact he couldn’t even remember why he was running, was there something important he was doing. Looking over himself he realized he did look just like the others in this castle. Was he meant to be doing something here because of that? Scratching at his head he lets out a small hum of confusion, looking around as he quickly becomes disorientated. Which way was he going? Which way was he supposed to be going? Maybe he could ask for a bit of help. Hopping over to one of the other Sukamon he tilts his head. “Kihihi, sorry for asking.. But could help find where am going?” He questions, speech quickly degrading as a bit of filthy drool dribbles down his open maw. Crossing his arms the other Sukamon looks him over, despite the fact that they were identical he eventually cackles out and nods, quickly pointing down another room towards a pair of double doors that lay at the end of the hall. Something about it feels rather familiar to the digimon.\n\n\n“Kihihi~ Always glad to help Sukamon~” Sukamon replies as Sukamon thinks on that, was that his name? It did sound like his name, yeah he was sure that had to be right. Giving a nod to the other Sukamon he starts to hop back through the castle halls. In the back of his mind he still could feel that faint feeling of worry. Something telling him that this was wrong, that he should run and escape. But that voice kept growing smaller and smaller. After all, he wasn't really paying any attention to it. It didn’t sound like his voice after all. It was way too deep. Just shrugging it off he looks up towards the two massive doors that were still laying open. Wasting no time in hopping up to the doors and then peering inside. On the inside another Sukamon sat on the throne. One that looked rather familiar. At least he thought it should be familiar scratching a bit at his head. It finally clicks in his head after a few more moments. His smiling face brightening even further as he finally remembers just who this Sukamon was, he was surprised it was something he could forget!\n\n\nThe last of his colors start to fade as more of that slime covers him, the pristine whites, and shining golds of his body giving way to filthy brows and acrid yellows. Hopping up to the foot of the throne he offers a deep bow to the king, at least as deep as his body would allow. Sorta hard to really bow with a shit body like his. But the King seemed to get the jist of it, clapping his claws together as he pushed himself off his throne, landing right in front of Sukamon with a slick splat. “Mmm kihihi~ Feel better now Sukamon?” The king questions offering a small wink before reaching out with a claw. Grasping Sukamon and pulling him in close. Pressing his face right into the most foul smelling part of his kingly body. Unlike the other Sukamon his stench was much, much stronger than any of the others. The heavy odor that constantly poured from him, made even the most defiant Sukamon bow down to him. It was his role as the king after all. To make all of those in his domain to bow down to him.\n\n\nTough for just a moment he couldn’t help but wonder if he was always like this. But of course he was. He had this kingdom, a kingdom he had ruled for as long as he could remember~ Though when it came to servants like this he had to make sure they couldn’t get out of line~ And what was a better way to do that than through his stink. As Sukamon relaxes fully into his place, huffing up his king’s stink King Sukamon hums slightly. “Tell King who are again?~” He questions both wanting to make sure but also just being too dumb to even remember who the servant was before.\n\n\n“M-mrrf am Sukamon, proud stink servant to King Sukamon!” He exclaims happily with a brainless cackle. Absolutely nothing in that head of his. Just like a proper Sukamon was meant to be~ Even better all of that power from uh.. Whatever the guy’s name was would be transferred to him. Get even stronger to spread his smelly influence throughout the rest of the digital world. It was only a bit longer until he would be smelly enough to spread his influence over the rest of the land. Soon enough all digimon would be a perfect smelly Sukamon~ And from there they probably would go even further~", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Arceus tilts his head, confusion racking the deity’s mind as he watches the scene playing out in front of him. The Mew was simply there, one moment, and swallowed up in a flash of light the next. Even with his all knowing mind the pokemon had just vanished into nowhere. Not leaving a single trace behind. Perhaps it was something  he shouldn’t be digging into too much. It was one pokemon, a Mew of course. One of the strongest out there. But still if it were any other circumstances he might not even have cared this much. But what drew him into this was the strangeness of the situation. The complete vanishing of this Mew. Though he could only find out so much sitting up here in his realm. Perhaps there was something he was missing. Something he could only find by going down to the mortal realm. Not seeing much of a choice the god pokemon sighs and stands back up. Stretching his legs out as he expands the map in front of him. Sending ripples as he opens up a portal directly to the Mew’s home. The last known location of this pokemon as he steps forwards and into the portal.


The world ripples around him, warping and shifting all around as he looks around. Soon the ripples start to settle as he finds himself standing in the Mew’s home, taking a good look around he sees everything is still untouched. Even after all the time had passed, not one other pokemon dared to come to the house. Though he had to admit, even as a god of his level there was something wrong about everything. The house itself, and especially Myr’s room had a strange oppressive aura surrounding it, not to mention a strange stench that hung heavy in the air around him. Tilting his head back he groans softly and gives a small shake of his head. Gagging slightly while trying to get the scent out. Waving a hoof around to try and wave it away. But even as he uses a gust strike to try and clear the air it seems to linger. Heading deeper into the house the scent only grows stronger, and stronger the closer he gets to the bedroom. Tilting his head back he focuses, it was almost surprising how strong it was though. That foul stench was almost too much even for him. But that only seemed to grow his curiosity even more. Knowing that there had to be a reason for this as well.


Opening up the door to Myr’ room Arceus steps inside, the stench was at its strongest here. He could practically see it creating waves in the air. Upon a first glance around the room he doesn’t see anything at all. There wasn’t a single thing that he could see that could be producing such a stench. Though upon taking another look he notices that the wavering air seems to grow stronger towards the back of the room, and in specific seems to be coming directly from the computer at the other end of the very room. “Hmm.. What is this?” He mutters quietly to himself. Making his way over to the computer, Arceus’ eyes flash brightly changing his type to psychic. Tapping the keyboard once the computer comes to life. On the screen was a strange, foul looking creature. Something he had never seen before. It didn’t look like any living digimon he had seen before. The creature looked like a sentient, living pile of shit. Somehow the stench of this creature was pouring out through the screen.


On the screen the beast lets out a digitized cackle. It was absurd to think but Arceus almost felt like he was being stared at through the screen. But he didn’t feel the presence of any digital pokemon, or anything that could be possessing the device. “You’re being absurd.. You cannot truly think such a creature could exist. This is unrelated to your investigation.” He thinks to himself, giving his head a small shake as he turns to walk away from the computer. Taking his eyes on the screen he fails to notice the creature’s eyes sour, frowning deeply as he holds a hand out. The screen begins to flicker and glitch out. But by now he was already looking elsewhere. He failed to notice the screen glowing brighter and brighter. Flickering and changing colors before finally landing on a strange, filthy brown. A loud beeping noise emits from the computer, this catches Arceus off guard. Glancing over his shoulder he had no time to react, as he’s blasted by a foul smelling beam of brown energy. The light enveloping him as everything fades from brown to black.


He wasn’t sure what had happened, it didn’t make any sense either. He should have been able to see it coming. There was no way he couldn’t have after all. He was a god, he knew everything that could have happened. By now however it was already too late. He was losing consciousness. The last thing he hears is that digitized cackle echoing through his mind once more. Losing himself to sleep. Though what felt like only a second after Arceus began to feel a warm breeze washing over his body. With it came that familiar stench that washes over his body. Making him gag softly, looking away in disgust as he sits up. Raising a hoof to his head, the pounding headache making it hard to focus. Unsure of what was going on the first thing he thinks to do is retreat. Holding a hoof out he attempts to summon his portal as usual. However he’s unable to do anything. No matter how much he focuses, or how much power he attempts to put out. He just stares at his hoof. “W-what?” He questions, giving his head a small shake. Trying to understand what was happening. Looking around now he starts to really take in his surroundings. The first thing he noticed was that he was nowhere in his universe.


He still had his powers, and could access his abilities. But he couldn’t jump back to his heavenly domain. Wherever he was he appeared to be trapped. He could figure out a way out later. For now he had to find out where he was looking up towards the woods in front of him as a slight growl leaves his maw. Staying on guard he didn’t know what was waiting for him, but for now he had no choice but to push forwards. Because of how careful he was it didn’t take Arceus long to notice the smell in the air once more, that foul but now familiar stink that filled the woods around him. It almost seemed to wrap around the entire area. The air wavered around the deity, the stench almost visible as he walked through.  Arceus could swear he could hear sounds echoing around him. Strange splattering sound as something hops through the woods around him. He attempts a few blasts at the surrounding sounds. Doing his best at damaging the land itself. Though either he was going crazy and hearing things, or these things were smarter than the usual wild pokemon he was used to dealing with.


He wasn’t sure how long he had been walking for. Just looking around, taking in the sites. Or rather looking for any kind of civilization that might be in this area. Looking up towards the sky he could see it was starting to get rather late. If he didn’t find a way out soon then he would likely have to sleep out in the woods. Luckily for him though continuing his walk he hears the sound movement from up ahead, though unlike last time he could also hear chatter. A group of pokemon talking right up ahead. Picking up a bit of speed he swaps to ghost type in order to better hide his hoof steps. Parting a bush in front of him Arceus stares through to see a group of strange looking creatures on the other end. A group of those same shit-like monsters who stood guard in front of a city entrance. Behind them lay a vast, beautiful castle town. Everything within the walls sparkled, all of it made out of gold. Even for him this was  a truly fascinating sight. One of beauty and luxury. For it to be inhabited by such a filthy group of creatures. It wasn’t something he had expected to see.


A part of Arceus still thought to turn and leave, seeing those living piles of filth, even standing guard at such a place disgusted him. But looking up once more, seeing the sun was starting to set, Arceus quickly began to realize he didn’t have a say in the matter. So taking a short breath, trying to breathe in any clean air he could hope to huff up. Arceus puffs out his chest and goes to step forwards. He expected them to bow, to show respect and worship him like the god he was. Many other pokemon did the same thing, as god of the realm no matter who they were they knew to gear the creator deity. However as he approaches the gate entrance the creatures almost seem to laugh at him. Looking up with a loud cackle while looking him up and down, a wide, twitching grin on their faces as they laugh once more. “Ohhh we have new visitor?” One of them questions with a grin, the other laughing once more with a nod. “Yes yes~ Perhaps this is guest his highness had wished to see?” The other addas, causing Arceus to raise a brow.


“Your monarch wishes to speak with me?” The way they spoke almost seemed like they knew he was coming. If they were the reason he was here it wouldn’t do much help to just get rid of them here and now. He needed to find out what to do, and how to get back to his realm, and for now that likely meant playing along with these foul creatures. They now, quickly stepping aside and pointing up. Following their filthy, slimy fingers he stares up at the large castle that lay on the opposite side of town. Somehow the capital building was even more extravagant and gaudy than before. So much to the point where even Arceus had to glance away slightly, feeling his head spin with a bit of confusion. “Grff.. What a horrendous kingdom..” He mutters quietly. Hearing the sound of splattering around him once more he looks around, seeing various others of the same group hopping through the streets. Cackling and talking to one another about how much they stunk, or how filthy they were. Every hop left a deep brown streak of filth on the otherwise shining golden streets.


Eventually Arceus reaches the foot of the castle. Looking up once more towards the castle gates in front of him he narrows his eyes and starts to walk up the steps. Every hoof step echoing around him. Stomping his way to the top as he stands proud. Holding himself with such immense authority. Holding himself as he knew he should as a god. The two shit beasts at the top are not even paying attention to him as he reaches the top. Only giving him a small glance to the side, opening up the gates to let him in, only to go back to whatever they were talking about. However, as he walks past them he hears them cackle a bit in amusement. Whispering a few things under their breath in mockery. A bit of Arceus’ energy sparks. For just a moment he thinks to strike them both down right now. But if he were to try anything it would likely be an all out war. Which of course he would win, but at the same time it would likely mean losing a chance to get back to his own realm.


As he’s let inside Arceus starts towards where the guards led him. Creating a path to lead him through the halls eventually ending up at another set of double doors, and as they open up he steps though. The air seemed to shift, growing incredibly cold, before suddenly heating up once more. Shuttering heavily he groans softly and takes a look around. Though he didn’t feel like anything was wrong or different. Shaking his head he turns his gaze back up towards the room. Eyes soon meet with a creature that lay opposite of him, the same beast as the rest of the creatures. It looked exactly the same as the rest, save for a crown and a stave it seemed to hold with it. Though every creature had a wide maddening grin, this one seemed to have an even larger grin as he looked over Arceus. A high pitched cackle once again leaving his maw, rubbing his claws together. Already Arceus was starting to feel just a bit stranger, making it harder to think clearly as he steps back, he wasn’t sure how he missed it but the door had at one point closed behind them. Spinning around he tilts his head, panting slightly. Before looking back towards the monster.


“Kihihi~ It's a pleasure to finally meet you Arceus~” The pile of filth says, not offering a bow or anything. Arceus reaches a hoof up, rubbing at his muzzle, whipping away the slime that was covering his body. Gritting his teeth slightly he glances back up. “King Sukamon wishes to be the first to welcome you to the digital world~” He speaks, in third person speaking with little intelligence, something that Arceus was unsurprised to see.  Offering a wave of his claw before laughing once more. “Am sure you must be curious why you’re here, and just what the digital world is?” He holds a claw out, pointing directly towards Arceus. “King Sukamon brought you here so you join our team!~” He cackles once more, Arceus, realizing what was happening, shakes his head, he didn’t need to say anything after all. He was above this kinda thing, no need to show any kind of respect to such a filthy king. Tilting his head up his eyes glow for just a moment figuring that he’d easily put the creature down, though even after a second or two there’s a flicker. Though nothing happens. Looking down towards his hooves once more he can’t help but notice that nothing was happening. No matter how much he tried to focus he just couldn’t access his powers.


King Sukamon laughs once more, giving his head a small tap. “Not very smart~ But smart enough to know to stop you~” He giggles with glee, hugging himself slightly. Before seeming to try and compose himself, clearing his throat slightly before nodding. “Kihihi, not sure why, but King thought you might try something~ Easy enough to alter data walls, block any abilities you might have!” Laughing once more Arceus can feel his body growing hotter, and hotter. Looking down at his body he watches as his form starts to soften, emitting a foul smelling slime that sweats from his form. Arceus could feel his stomach turning as he began to put two and two together. Not only that he was in another world, but that this king somehow knew who he was, and what he was capable of. The only question would be who could that be, it would have to be someone from his world. So that soon started to spread to the only missing pokemon who could have been pulled into this world as well.


“S-so it’s you..” He remarks, trying to keep hold on his mind. His nostrils flaring against his will. Taking in long deep breaths of that stink. Breathing it in as he could feel his mind spinning with lust. It wasn’t taking long for that stink to start to linger in his mind. Growing addicted to it. As his body slowly began to shrink and shift the tips of his forehooves almost seem to stretch and grow. Swelling larger and larger as feels his body growing even more slimy. “H-hrrff y-you will let me go now.. I will not stand for this..” He groans out, he could feel his thoughts being altered. Having to fight against the words flowing into his mind to keep his own thoughts straight. With every word he said he could feel his mind being warped, growing more submissive as he looked up at the King Sukamon. The grin on the King’s already madly smiling face widens eyes even going in different directions as he puts out more and more of that stench  Even as Arceus tries to fight against everything he found himself breathing in more and more, it was nearly impossible to break free.


The filthy thoughts and desires filling his mind only grew stronger and stronger with each passing moment. Biting his lip softly and squirming around he reaches up, holding his slimy new claws up to his head, hind hooves shrinking down letting out a sickening squelacing, looking back towards his lower body, watching his legs shrink and squish down merging down with his lower half with a yelp of surprise, falling forwards as he crashes down into the ground. Gritting his teeth before looking up towards King Sukamon, the filthy digimon cackling again as he hops down from his throne. Wobbling and hopping closer towards Arceus. With every little movement he could get another deep whiff of that stench. Taking long, deep lungfuls of it, eyes rolling back as the mere smell of the king takes him deeper into that dazed and confused trance. Gritting his teeth and holding his hands up to his head again he could feel them applying pressure to his head. Pushing harder and harder while with each push his head slowly started to reshape. But right before the king gets too close he seems to get a bit of lucidity. Quickly swiping at the king he hops back, managing to get his bearings and gritting his shifting teeth, feeling them grind and change. Growing just a bit sharper he turns and tries to make a run for it.




Hopping towards the door he presses his entire body against it, he hadn’t even thought to flee until right now. Believing so much in his own abilities that he hadn’t even stopped to think that he was in a world that he didn’t understand, one where these digimon likely had a better hold and understanding of what they could do, shaking his head he pushes out through the open doors. Hopping down the hall, each jump seems to squish and smush his lower half more and more, molding it with each hop as the remaining stumps of his legs merge in with his lower half. A mix of the anxiety and having to push himself to move as fast as possible he found himself sweating more of those foul smelling juices. Though now he was really starting to enjoy that stench. He weaved his way through the other guards, the beasts oddly doing nothing at all to try and stop him. In fact they almost seemed to move out of the way for him. Letting them pass as they simply stare.


The changing beast could barely remember his own name anymore, in fact he couldn’t even remember why he was running, was there something important he was doing. Looking over himself he realized he did look just like the others in this castle. Was he meant to be doing something here because of that? Scratching at his head he lets out a small hum of confusion, looking around as he quickly becomes disorientated. Which way was he going? Which way was he supposed to be going? Maybe he could ask for a bit of help. Hopping over to one of the other Sukamon he tilts his head. “Kihihi, sorry for asking.. But could help find where am going?” He questions, speech quickly degrading as a bit of filthy drool dribbles down his open maw. Crossing his arms the other Sukamon looks him over, despite the fact that they were identical he eventually cackles out and nods, quickly pointing down another room towards a pair of double doors that lay at the end of the hall. Something about it feels rather familiar to the digimon.


“Kihihi~ Always glad to help Sukamon~” Sukamon replies as Sukamon thinks on that, was that his name? It did sound like his name, yeah he was sure that had to be right. Giving a nod to the other Sukamon he starts to hop back through the castle halls. In the back of his mind he still could feel that faint feeling of worry. Something telling him that this was wrong, that he should run and escape. But that voice kept growing smaller and smaller. After all, he wasn't really paying any attention to it. It didn’t sound like his voice after all. It was way too deep. Just shrugging it off he looks up towards the two massive doors that were still laying open. Wasting no time in hopping up to the doors and then peering inside. On the inside another Sukamon sat on the throne. One that looked rather familiar. At least he thought it should be familiar scratching a bit at his head. It finally clicks in his head after a few more moments. His smiling face brightening even further as he finally remembers just who this Sukamon was, he was surprised it was something he could forget!


The last of his colors start to fade as more of that slime covers him, the pristine whites, and shining golds of his body giving way to filthy brows and acrid yellows. Hopping up to the foot of the throne he offers a deep bow to the king, at least as deep as his body would allow. Sorta hard to really bow with a shit body like his. But the King seemed to get the jist of it, clapping his claws together as he pushed himself off his throne, landing right in front of Sukamon with a slick splat. “Mmm kihihi~ Feel better now Sukamon?” The king questions offering a small wink before reaching out with a claw. Grasping Sukamon and pulling him in close. Pressing his face right into the most foul smelling part of his kingly body. Unlike the other Sukamon his stench was much, much stronger than any of the others. The heavy odor that constantly poured from him, made even the most defiant Sukamon bow down to him. It was his role as the king after all. To make all of those in his domain to bow down to him.


Tough for just a moment he couldn’t help but wonder if he was always like this. But of course he was. He had this kingdom, a kingdom he had ruled for as long as he could remember~ Though when it came to servants like this he had to make sure they couldn’t get out of line~ And what was a better way to do that than through his stink. As Sukamon relaxes fully into his place, huffing up his king’s stink King Sukamon hums slightly. “Tell King who are again?~” He questions both wanting to make sure but also just being too dumb to even remember who the servant was before.


“M-mrrf am Sukamon, proud stink servant to King Sukamon!” He exclaims happily with a brainless cackle. Absolutely nothing in that head of his. Just like a proper Sukamon was meant to be~ Even better all of that power from uh.. Whatever the guy’s name was would be transferred to him. Get even stronger to spread his smelly influence throughout the rest of the digital world. It was only a bit longer until he would be smelly enough to spread his influence over the rest of the land. Soon enough all digimon would be a perfect smelly Sukamon~ And from there they probably would go even further~", "pools_count": 0, "title": "A Shitty Deity", "deleted": "f", "public": "t", "mimetype": "text/plain", "pagecount": "1", "rating_id": "2", "rating_name": "Adult", "ratings": [ { "content_tag_id": "4", "name": "Sexual Themes", "description": "Erotic imagery, sexual activity or arousal", "rating_id": "2" } ], "submission_type_id": "12", "type_name": "Writing - Document", "guest_block": "f", "friends_only": "f", "comments_count": "0", "views": "6" }