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Kevin knew that there was something up with this city, but like many, once he heard of a place housing real-life Pokemon he just couldn't stay away. To his surprise, the rent for an apartment was reasonable in some districts of the city, mainly those that seemed a little too rough for his tastes. Why they allowed gangs to run wild here was beyond him.

He chose one of the other cheaper areas with a few buildings under construction, a nice place to get set up before moving on. And all the construction only made him feel confident in his ability to land a job, he had a good amount of muscle on him so if they didn't have too many Arcanine applying that is. Each construction worker, each cashier, each worker he had ever seen in the city? Arcanine. At this point, he thought it might even be a requirement, and had even joked about it at the bar, and that got him a friend in one of those fluffy fire dogs.

Rob was certainly a nice enough guy if a bit of an airhead. The large muscular Arcanine worked at one of the construction sites next to Kevin's apartment. He was really surprised when they spoke to him at the coffee shop, asking if the seat at his table was free while their fluffy tail wagging behind him, he couldn't help but allow them to sit there.

After a week of meetups and talks of how rough it was for a guy to get a job recently, Rob had mentioned that he'd try and get one for him, and with savings being low Kevin felt like he had no choice but to accept the help. Now though, seeing all of the fire-types working alongside each other up close, it was even harder to tell who was who. It took Rob waving him down for the human to find him in the sea of fluff. One other person was standing out between the fluff, another human, but before the two could get past a small wave Kevin was called over to Rob so he could be shown the ropes.

The work was rough, leaving him a sweaty mess alongside Rob, dressed in an old shirt and jeans while Rob wore a vest, jeans and the same earpiece most Arcanine in the city wore, his fur shining with a few drops of sweat as he worked with his full focus. Somehow he never questioned if the hardhats were enough protection for the work. Finally, lunch came and he was able to have a break and it was decided that the other new guy should go grab some drinks for everyone. After giving him some cash and a preferred drink Kevin was left sore, sweaty and surrounded by fluffy fire dogs, all just as sweaty and so much more muscular than him.

After wiping the sweat from his brow Kevin finally noticed the Arcanine had surrounded him, all with big, wide grins on their faces. He turned to Rob who was at his side only to see the same expression reflected on his face. Before he could react there was a strong grip on his shoulder and pulled him face-first into that fluff, smothering him as he struggled to push away. Through all that, his nose was filled with the salty scent of sweat and... cinnamon? That little hint of sweetness grabbed Kevin's attention and before he knew it he was taking in another sniff as his struggles slowed.

Eventually, he was pulled out, leaving a black nose sniffing at the air as his snout was free of that wonderful fluff. Kevin blinked a few times and shook his head, feeling like something important had been lost before he found his snout forced into an Arcanine's pits, and again he was hit by a strong wave of pleasure as more of that scent entered his system. He was so focused on how strong the scent was in his improved nose that he didn't notice how his muscles swelled as a coating of orange fur spread over his body. Each breath fogged up his mind, making it harder and harder to notice the shuffling of the grinning workers around him.

As a hand pulled him out of that pit he whined, the fur on his face matted with sweat as he panted and tried to push his snout back in. That didn't last long as an Arcanine behind him pushed an earpiece into his ear, filling his ear with a soft synth tone that grabbed at his attention. Something else was underneath that tone, but he couldn't think about it as his still-changing body stiffened and stood upright on his new paws at the feeling of something slithering into his mind. Panic overcame him for a second before that was washed away by another wave of pleasure, stronger than the previous one, causing Kev to reach down to his bulging crotch to palm it. He began to pick words out from under the music, whispers of submission, obedience, and mindlessness. Each word became cemented in his musk-addled brain as a warm rush went down from his head and through his body, the body of a buff Arcanine. That was who he was, after all.

It all made sense after that, and 209 stopped his unauthorised actions, standing at ease as he was fed more information, his designation, his purpose, it was all made clear. Once conversion was done he turned to 208, Rob when a human was around, and grinned, before each canine ear flicked and turned to the sound of boots on gravel.

209 turns to see what his Arcanine bros see, a human carrying multiple drinks toward them. 209 turns to see what his Arcanine bros see, a human carrying multiple drinks toward them. He can't help but grin as they ask where that Kevin guy went.

“I know where he went. Want us to show you?"