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", "writing": "The king kept it no secret when his son was turned into a slimy Croagunk. The naughty and mischievous boy had messed with the wrong Delphox. Turns out the Delphox and her owner were witches and cursed the boy, changing his shape as punishment. The King, tired of his son's antics, actively paraded his son around in order to humiliate the boy. At first, it worked. The frog boy tried hiding his face for a month. But that unfortunately quickly turned when he suddenly found enjoyment in all of the attention. Doing tricks, telling jokes and even pulling more pranks. His favorite \"prank\" to pull off was leading an unsuspecting child into a dark alleyway, wrestling them down and taking a seat on the poor kid's face. The first time he did it, it wasn't all that intentional. The prince frog was just trying to use the kid to steal a pie from the bakery. But the child wouldn't listen and started screaming, so the prince had to promptly shut him up. That led to an obsession. The prince loved having a face underneath his royal butt. He tried with the stuffed animals that crowded his large bed but it just didn't feel the same. So he kept luring kids into alleys and kept them for nearly hours until he got bored when they stopped struggling. So the prince moved onto the castle servants and jesters. Ordering them into his room, sitting on one and commanding another to entertain him. His absolute favorite was a cleaner to sit on and a Raboot to do tricks. Of course he'd alternate from sitting on people's faces and pokemon faces. It didn't matter to the prince. A face was a face. As long as they struggled, he loved it. But the king grew tired of his servants and guards complaining about his son. It was all he heard day in and day out. \"The prince hasn't bathed since he was cursed!\" \"I will never be able to get this slime out of my hair\" \"May I have a day off? I believe your son poisoned me by accident.\" The king needed someone not so important to entertain his child. The very next day, he had his royal speaker make an announcement. \"Hear all! King Phinhand the 2nd has requested a caretaker for his son. The pay shall be 50 gold coins a month!\" At first, everyone wanted to. Easy money and how hard is it to take care of a Pokemon, right? But everyone quit after their first month. The pay rose each time but soon barely anyone wanted the position. Until one day, a boy, the son of the town's baker, decided he would take this job.\nThe baker’s son was only 19. He went by the name of Barton Jr or just Jr for short. His father’s bakery wasn’t doing so well due to the opening of a more luxurious bakery. Slowly losing customers, Jr’s father was afraid he’d have to close down the bakery and sell it. Not wanting that, Jr took a walk around town to think of some ideas on how to help his father. That’s when he stumbled upon the flier, offering 250 gold coins a month for babysitting the King’s son. Easy, right? That’s what Jr thought. He strolled up to the castle and held up the flier to the guards. His smile wavered when both snickers at him. The one on the left, an Incineroar, said, “Good luck kid.” The other on the right, a Rillaboom, chimed in with, “You have no idea what you’re in for.” The two called for a Lucario guard to lead Jr to the king, who looked more than relieved to finally have another subject apply for the job. The king immediately said “You’re hired. Guard, show him to my son’s room!” The Lucario guided Jr down the long twisting hallways, and up the big, winding stairs until they reached a large room, littered with toys and smelling, no, REEKING of musk. Just walking in had the Lucario guard tearing up and retreating. Jr coughed twice, alerting the Croagunk happily giggling, watching a Pansear make a fool of himself while smothering the face of a Pichu. “Oh, my new play thing is here! You, shoo!” he says as he hops off of the Pichu and pushes him away. “You can stay. Keep entertaining!” The small Croagunk stood and hopped up on a stool to stand face to face with Jr. The Prince wore a small crown and a small red cape. He held a wooden sword in his hand. “You shall call me Prince Croaky,” he said with a wide, slightly mischievous smile. The Prince had adopted a new name to go with his new form. He didn’t bother to inform previous babysitters of his parent given name because he deemed it unimportant. “Of course…my Prince,” Jr. said, causing the Croagunk to grin. It was kinda cute. “That’s right. I’m your prince. You belong to me.” The prince points his wooden sword up at Jr. “You are now the property of Prince Croaky! Your first order is toooooo……hm…..bring me my berries! From the dining hall! Get to it, chop chop!” Following orders, Jr. disappeared and returned with the prince’s snack. Shooing away the jester, Croaky snatches the bowl of fresh berries away from the human. In between handfuls, the prince chastises Jr. “Who said you could just stand around? Lay down, idiot!” It’s as if he forgot who he was serving. As soon as Jr laid himself on Croaky’s floor, the Croagunk immediately hopped into the air and came down hard on the boy’s face. Being a Croagunk, the prince’s grime and slime coat Jr’s face near instantly. Jr never felt any sensation like that before in his life. The slime felt like it was entering his nostrils and his mouth, prompting him to tightly seal his lips. Jr had tried to stand but he suddenly felt so weak. The prince’s non lethal poison worked through Jr’s body, numbing his limbs and diminishing his strength. “Have fun under there!” The prince cutely croaked. Thus started Jr’s new life as a seat for the spoiled prince.\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "The king kept it no secret when his son was turned into a slimy Croagunk. The naughty and mischievous boy had messed with the wrong Delphox. Turns out the Delphox and her owner were witches and cursed the boy, changing his shape as punishment. The King, tired of his son's antics, actively paraded his son around in order to humiliate the boy. At first, it worked. The frog boy tried hiding his face for a month. But that unfortunately quickly turned when he suddenly found enjoyment in all of the attention. Doing tricks, telling jokes and even pulling more pranks. His favorite "prank" to pull off was leading an unsuspecting child into a dark alleyway, wrestling them down and taking a seat on the poor kid's face. The first time he did it, it wasn't all that intentional. The prince frog was just trying to use the kid to steal a pie from the bakery. But the child wouldn't listen and started screaming, so the prince had to promptly shut him up. That led to an obsession. The prince loved having a face underneath his royal butt. He tried with the stuffed animals that crowded his large bed but it just didn't feel the same. So he kept luring kids into alleys and kept them for nearly hours until he got bored when they stopped struggling. So the prince moved onto the castle servants and jesters. Ordering them into his room, sitting on one and commanding another to entertain him. His absolute favorite was a cleaner to sit on and a Raboot to do tricks. Of course he'd alternate from sitting on people's faces and pokemon faces. It didn't matter to the prince. A face was a face. As long as they struggled, he loved it. But the king grew tired of his servants and guards complaining about his son. It was all he heard day in and day out. "The prince hasn't bathed since he was cursed!" "I will never be able to get this slime out of my hair" "May I have a day off? I believe your son poisoned me by accident." The king needed someone not so important to entertain his child. The very next day, he had his royal speaker make an announcement. "Hear all! King Phinhand the 2nd has requested a caretaker for his son. The pay shall be 50 gold coins a month!" At first, everyone wanted to. Easy money and how hard is it to take care of a Pokemon, right? But everyone quit after their first month. The pay rose each time but soon barely anyone wanted the position. Until one day, a boy, the son of the town's baker, decided he would take this job.
The baker’s son was only 19. He went by the name of Barton Jr or just Jr for short. His father’s bakery wasn’t doing so well due to the opening of a more luxurious bakery. Slowly losing customers, Jr’s father was afraid he’d have to close down the bakery and sell it. Not wanting that, Jr took a walk around town to think of some ideas on how to help his father. That’s when he stumbled upon the flier, offering 250 gold coins a month for babysitting the King’s son. Easy, right? That’s what Jr thought. He strolled up to the castle and held up the flier to the guards. His smile wavered when both snickers at him. The one on the left, an Incineroar, said, “Good luck kid.” The other on the right, a Rillaboom, chimed in with, “You have no idea what you’re in for.” The two called for a Lucario guard to lead Jr to the king, who looked more than relieved to finally have another subject apply for the job. The king immediately said “You’re hired. Guard, show him to my son’s room!” The Lucario guided Jr down the long twisting hallways, and up the big, winding stairs until they reached a large room, littered with toys and smelling, no, REEKING of musk. Just walking in had the Lucario guard tearing up and retreating. Jr coughed twice, alerting the Croagunk happily giggling, watching a Pansear make a fool of himself while smothering the face of a Pichu. “Oh, my new play thing is here! You, shoo!” he says as he hops off of the Pichu and pushes him away. “You can stay. Keep entertaining!” The small Croagunk stood and hopped up on a stool to stand face to face with Jr. The Prince wore a small crown and a small red cape. He held a wooden sword in his hand. “You shall call me Prince Croaky,” he said with a wide, slightly mischievous smile. The Prince had adopted a new name to go with his new form. He didn’t bother to inform previous babysitters of his parent given name because he deemed it unimportant. “Of course…my Prince,” Jr. said, causing the Croagunk to grin. It was kinda cute. “That’s right. I’m your prince. You belong to me.” The prince points his wooden sword up at Jr. “You are now the property of Prince Croaky! Your first order is toooooo……hm…..bring me my berries! From the dining hall! Get to it, chop chop!” Following orders, Jr. disappeared and returned with the prince’s snack. Shooing away the jester, Croaky snatches the bowl of fresh berries away from the human. In between handfuls, the prince chastises Jr. “Who said you could just stand around? Lay down, idiot!” It’s as if he forgot who he was serving. As soon as Jr laid himself on Croaky’s floor, the Croagunk immediately hopped into the air and came down hard on the boy’s face. Being a Croagunk, the prince’s grime and slime coat Jr’s face near instantly. Jr never felt any sensation like that before in his life. The slime felt like it was entering his nostrils and his mouth, prompting him to tightly seal his lips. Jr had tried to stand but he suddenly felt so weak. The prince’s non lethal poison worked through Jr’s body, numbing his limbs and diminishing his strength. “Have fun under there!” The prince cutely croaked. Thus started Jr’s new life as a seat for the spoiled prince.
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