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“OK, I’ve been wandering around this place for hours… I think it’s time that I admit to myself that I’m totally lost!” Eric sighed to himself as he rested up against a tree, checking the map on his phone - he was a fair distance away from any town, and he had forgotten to bring a Pokémon with him that was able to fly. In fact, he only had one Pokémon with him, his female Zebstrika. The reasoning for that was fairly simple - he wanted to catch a male Zebstrika so he could drop them both off at the Day Care, and hopefully breed them up until the point where a shiny Zebstrika hatched from one of the eggs that they’d produce. In retrospect, he was feeling pretty stupid that he was travelling with only one ‘mon on hand, especially now that he had no clue where he was.

“I swear I’m never doing something like this again unless I have my Staraptor with me, what was I even thinking?” He berated himself. Either way, at this point, he was committed to what he was doing, so finding his way back to the nearest town would be something to do AFTER he finished what he had started, and he was especially committed to this given that it was the middle of the mating season for Zebstrika, and it was the best time for him to try to farm a shiny one… if he could find one, anyway. Eric was in the heart of Unova, the region which the creature hailed from, so he didn’t think it’d be too hard to find one.

“I hope one of them shows up soon… I’ve got the perfect ball set aside for him as well…” He thought, trying to keep his mind on the task at hand. All he had to do was find a male Zebstrika, catch it, and then he’d be free to curse himself for not having anything on hand to help get him home quickly. A task that would be easier said than done if one were to show up at the very least. “Come on, there’s got to be at least one or two around here, surely!” He muttered, taking another moment to recompose himself, resting by another tree. Eric was about to check his phone to double-check that he was in the right area when he noticed the bushes near him rustling, catching his attention.

“Is it…” He paused, watching a large, male Zebstrika leap out from the bush, snorting as it looked at him furiously. “Hoo boy, he looks pissed… guess I must have interrupted his fun?” He gulped. “Still, if I can catch him, he’ll be able to have all the fun he wants with my own one!”

The monster looked at Eric, eyes fixated on him as the human reached into his bag, pulling out the Poké Ball that he had been saving for such a special occasion - a Love Ball. It was said to have an increased chance of catching a Pokémon if it was the opposite gender of whatever one he had with him, hence why he’d travelled out with just his female Zebstrika in tow, as he didn’t want to risk it not working due to the varying genders of all of his Pokémon. He had picked it up in his travels from a mysterious female who was selling off various different types of Poké Balls, specially those with enhanced effects, and considering he had spent a few attempts trying to capture and breed specific Pokémon to try to obtain some shinies, he thought that a Love Ball might just help him in that aspect.

“OK, let’s see if I can get you in this thing…” He grasped it, preparing to throw it, thinking back to when he purchased it from the lady. She told him that this particular Love Ball was special, in the sense that if it ever failed to catch its intended target, it would turn whatever creature was nearby at the time into the perfect mate for the intended partner. He had absolutely no clue what she meant by that, not to mention that it was said in a vaguely ominous tone, as if she was expecting it to fail to do its job. Either way, all he had on hand was his female Zebstrika, and he didn’t want to risk it getting hurt before any breeding attempts were made, so all he could do was hope that this would be a one-and-done deal. The Zebstrika was one of the few Pokémon that he had by his side since he set off on his travels, so he couldn’t bear to think of her getting badly hurt. “Love Ball, go!” He threw the ball at the Zebstrika, striking it in the side, the ball opening up as the creature was converted into glowing energy that was pulled inside of the ball. The device landed on the ground, swaying from side to side, the button flashing as Eric waited to see if his catch was successful.

“Come on, come on…” He watched, the ball still shaking erratically. A few moments later, it popped open, the Zebstrika emerging from it as it ran off back into the woods. “Aw, nuts!” He sighed, looking at the empty Love Ball. “Maybe I should have gotten more than one of these things…” He picked up the discarded device, recoiling as he felt a sharp jolt go right through his body. “ACK!” Eric fell backwards, landing on his butt. “Damn… never had a busted ball do THAT before…” He winced, getting back to his feet. He was tempted to try and pick it up again, but he didn’t want to risk getting a bigger shock, so he left it where it was.

“Sorry, girl, it looks like you’ve got to wait a little while longer before we can find you a partner.” He looked towards the Great Ball on his belt that contained his Zebstrika - he felt bad about coming home empty-handed, but there wasn’t much else he could do without any other balls on hand, and whilst he did have a few Great Balls to spare, the chance to capture it had long since passed. “I’ll give this another try in a day or two, although this time, I’ll have to make sure I’ve got a Pokémon that can fly with me. How far am I from the nearest town again?” He pulled his phone out to check whichever town was closest to him. “Twenty miles?!” He gawked. “It’ll be night by the time I get there… I HAVE to bring a flying Pokémon with me next time, I’ll just have to make sure it’s female if I try with any more Love Balls!” He cursed his luck before trying to make his way out of the forest, wanting to get back on the path to town as soon as he could.

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“Took longer to get out of that forest than I was expecting!” Eric once again cursed himself for his lack of travel options, not expecting to take nearly three quarters of an hour to make his way out of the woods, and that was before counting the fact that the nearest town to him was at least five hours away, depending on how fast he walked and how straightforward the path was. He was sorely tempted to call out his Zebstrika for a ride, but he’d never attempted to do so before, and given she was in season, she’d more than likely not be in the mood to humour him.

“Again, next time I’m travelling with one of my birds… suppose it’d be a good bit of practice in checking all the genders of my Pokémon if I organised them by being male or female, save any slip-ups with using any more Love Balls.” He mused, scratching at his chest. For some odd reason, his shirt felt slightly itchy, as well as being a little bit tighter. “And I suppose it might be a good idea to get some fabric softener, can’t say I’ve had this happen before!”

The odd itching sensation was slowly spreading throughout his body as he slowly progressed towards civilization. His shorts were also growing tighter against him, the muscles in his thighs slightly more pronounced than normal. He assumed that with all the walking he was doing today, he must be gaining some muscle, but he was pretty sure that muscle doesn’t just grow like it was doing right now. Still, on the plus side, if he was gaining like that, it’d probably make the rest of the walk a hell of a lot easier for him.

A short while later, he had to take a break underneath a tree, still quite a way away from his destination. Not because he was out of breath or anything, but because the itching and tightness of his shirt was getting to be just a little bit frustrating at this point. “OK, what’s going on?” Eric asked, tugging at his shirt, trying to pull it up so he could examine what the problem was, and as he did so, his eyes went wide in shock.

“What the…” He gawked, stunned at the sight of what appeared to be purple fur slowly spreading across his front and back, white stripes in a jagged pattern also lining parts of his torso. “Why have I got fur all of a sudden? And why does it look so familiar…?” He thought about what kind of Pokémon had fur like that, and then it suddenly hit him - it was the fur patterns of a Zebstrika, and a shiny one at that!

“H-how?!” He stammered, looking at the fur in disbelief. “How am I growing Zebstrika fur?” He went back to thinking, trying to make sense of just what could be causing this. Out of the blue, he suddenly remembered what the person who sold him that Love Ball said, that if it failed to capture its target, it’d instead turn the nearest creature into a suitable partner for the Pokémon he was trying to capture. “It failed to capture Zebstrika… so now it’s turning ME into one? How is that even possible, I’ve never heard of any kind of Poké Ball that could do that to a person!”

Eric could see that the fur was slowly spreading elsewhere, and his torso appeared to be noticeably a bit wider, as if his chest had expanded. “OK, gotta keep calm here. Maybe if I can get back to town, I can find someone who knows what’s going on, and maybe they’ll know how to reverse it! At least, I HOPE someone knows how to reverse it…” He pulled his shirt back down, pushing onwards.

A short while afterwards, Eric had to take another moment to pause, mainly as his shorts were getting tighter still, due to his leg muscles expanding, namely around his thighs. That wasn’t the only place where his pants were feeling tight, however - his crotch was bulging outwards as well.

“Damn it… I could risk taking the shorts off… but do I really want to walk all the way back to town in my underpants?” He thought about it for a moment. “I better not, I don’t want people thinking I’m a streaker!” He tugged at his shorts, once again moving onwards.

More time had passed until Eric noticed further changes to his body, the fur poking out past the sleeves of his shirt. His bicep muscles appeared to be a little wider as well, and whilst that’d not look like anything out of the ordinary, the growing fur would clue someone in that something wasn’t right if they were to take a closer look. He was thankful that there didn’t seem to be anyone travelling this path right now, so the chances of him bumping into anyone who could get potentially freaked out by his transformation were slim to none.

“Man, I gotta take another rest for a moment…” He slumped up against a tree, looking up at the sky. His muscles were expanding, sure, but he still wasn’t accustomed to walking this long almost non-stop before, so of course he was still gonna get tired after a while. He was making good time at least, so the chances of him getting to a town sooner than later to seek out some help were, for the time being, looking pretty good. “Once I get my breath back, I’ll continue onwards… hrm?” He paused, an odd scent hitting his nose. “What’s that smell?” He took another breath, trying to pick up on where it was coming from, his eyes soon coming across a female Sawsbuck that was idly roaming a field, loudly calling out for others.

“It’s coming from her?” He shuddered, his pants bulging further forwards. “Why… why is it getting me hard…” He gasped, seeing the head of his penis poking up past his beltline. “Wh… have I… have I gotten bigger?” He glanced at himself, noting the difference in size. The colour of it also seemed a little off, dark brown splotches having appeared on it. “This is unreal… I shouldn’t be getting turned oooooooonnnn…” He huffed, getting another whiff of the lone Sawsbuck, causing his dick to throb, his nostrils flaring ever-so-slightly, growing wider, allowing more of the scent to waft in.

His loud groan also got the attention of the creature, who began to advance towards Eric, looking curiously at him. She tilted her head, sniffing as she moved in closer.

“Errr… hiya?” He blushed, trying to hide his arousal. “You’re not getting closer because of this, are you?”

The Sawsbuck grunted, sniffing at him again. She pressed her head against his chest, nuzzling against it for a moment before she lowered it, taking a long lick at the exposed head of his dick.

“FUCK!” He momentarily went weak at the knees at the sudden lick, recoiling from it. “I-I’m not that kind of guy! I’m sure there must be a male Sawsbuck around here you can have fun with, so go find him!” He attempted to put his shirt over the exposed erection, running away from the Pokémon. “Good luck to you!”

The Sawsbuck just cocked her head, wearing a quizzical expression mixed with a slight hint of disappointment. The bellow of a male Sawsbuck from a nearby river soon grabbed her attention, much to her pleasure.

“That was nuts! I’ve really gotta get a move on before another Pokémon tries to hit on me!” He gasped, running down the path.

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“Oooow… I’ve… I’ve got to stop running for a moment…” Eric groaned, perching himself up against the wall of a long-abandoned house, needing to get his breath back. The fur had continued to spread in the time he had been running, and his shoes felt painfully tight, as if they were threatening to burst apart at any given second. “I need to get these things off… I don’t really want to walk the rest of the way barefoot, but I don’t think it’s giving me a lot of choice…” He reached down to remove his shoes… at least, he TRIED to remove them, his feet had grown and swollen so much that they were stuck in place.

“Damn it, get off!” He put pressure onto the heel of his shoes, partially with his hands, and partially with his other foot, attempting to kick them off. With a great deal of effort, he was finally able to do so, his sock appearing to have torn a short while ago. From what he could see, his toes had mostly shrunk away, with the sole exception of the middle digit, which was larger and thicker, the nail having wrapped around the tip of the remaining toe, giving it the appearance of a hoof.

“These changes seem to be speeding up…” He looked at his hoof, repeating what he did to remove his other shoe. “I’ll be lucky if any part of me is still human by the time I get back to a town…”

His shorts were still uncomfortably tight, thanks to both his larger legs and his swollen cock, which by now was pressing close to his stomach. It had briefly softened up after he had gotten away from the scents of the Sawsbuck, but now it seemed that it was demanding attention.

“Damn it…” He looked sheepishly at his shaft, looking from side to side. He didn’t see anyone, human or Pokémon, but for the sake of safety, he took himself around the back of the old structure, away from prying eyes. “I can’t believe I’m doing this… but I need to get you down so I can focus on getting to town before this gets worse!” He pulled his shorts down slightly, finding it harder to do so due to the tightness, but he was able to get his balls and shaft out of them, feeling his rod spring upwards.

He closed his eyes and wrapped a hand around his spear, beginning to slowly pump it up and down. Right away, he noticed that his dick felt a little wider than it did before, his hand still wrapping around it, but not enough to fully grasp it. “Damn… it really has grown…” He huffed, working it up and down, groaning as he did so.

“H… hahh… I… I don’t recall it feeling this sensitive, either…” He trembled, gripping it harder. At least, he was trying to grip it harder, he was having trouble doing so due to his fingers feeling stiffer, and it didn’t take him too much to realise that his hands would soon be matching his feet before too long. Dexterity issues aside, he was able to work with it for now, feeling his dick growing longer and longer. The head was slowly flaring outwards, the median ring forming halfway down his equine spire, and with each rub and stroke, the head flattened further, thick veins showing up along the sides of his increasingly equine-looking schlong.

“Ghh… I… I’m gonna…” It pulsed and throbbed violently in his hand, his balls churning as they too swelled in size, growing to the size of oranges. He couldn’t hold back any longer, and he came with a loud bellow. “GaaaaaaAAHHHHHSTRIIIIIIIKKKAAAAAAA!” He was nearly knocked off of his feet by the force of his orgasm, his human seed being shot out, the remnants of it mixing in with the potent Zebstrika cum his enlarged balls were producing.

“Ghh… ghh…” He slumped backwards, his legs feeling like jelly for a few brief moments. He felt no end of embarrassment for having to tend to his needs out in the open like this, but at least his lusts were sated for now, his penis softening back up, drooping downwards. It didn’t droop all the way down as he had expected it to, since a sheath had been forming around it, slowly retreating into its new housing. Even unerect, it looked like he was going to have an awkward time keeping it within his pants, but he had no other options, that and he didn’t know how much longer they’d be able to hold together anyway, so he stuffed it back inside the best he could. “OK, that’s done with, now I REALLY have to get to town!” He recomposed himself, resuming his travels.

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“Damn it… my pants are so tight now…” Eric groaned, his shorts straining against his thickly muscled thighs. His shirt was riding up over his stomach, which had gained a small amount of excess pudge, his upper chest barrelling forwards every so often, spine slowly but steadily elongating, making him look slightly taller - not that he had noticed, since his mind was on other pressing issues. He was at the most about an hour or so away from the town, so he knew he’d be there sooner than later. If he’d still be human at that point was anyone’s guess, but he had to keep going.

Another thing that definitely wasn’t helping was his dick - despite having taken care of his needs a while ago, his spear was once again standing erect, and it was virtually impossible to hide it at this point with how large it had gotten, standing a good foot and a half long, and from how his changes were going, he knew it was more than likely going to grow bigger still. Eric had tried to keep his dick contained within his shirt, but it only served to make things worse, as it was constantly slapping against his stomach, making him tremble once in a while, and his swelling balls were also putting additional pressure against his shorts, now having grown further. As for the fur, it was virtually everywhere except his head, his body fully covered in it.

“How I haven’t bumped into anyone along this route, I’ll never know!” He said, although he was fully thankful that his travels to that point had been uneventful. There was no way he was going to be able to sensibly explain what was going on to anyone, nor did he really want to bump into anyone whilst sporting a massive erection.

“Ghh..” He stopped, his clothing digging into his body. The discomfort it was bringing him was thankfully short lived, as the fabric ripped apart, his shirt exploding down the middle, fully exposing his barreling torso, whilst his shorts and underwear were also reduced to tatters, shreds of clothing flying everywhere around him. “Oooooh, that’s so much better!” He let out a groan of relief - sure, being buck naked was now a much bigger issue to add on to the changes befalling him, but it beat being stuck wearing painfully tight clothes.

“Now then… I just gotta continue on for a bit more… it shouldn’t take me too much longer to get back to town at this speed, right?”

Of course, he had to say that out loud. A short while later, he was having a hard time keeping his speed up, not to mention he was having a harder time trying to keep himself up on two legs, his hips having grown beyond human proportions. He had slowed down to a crawl, his feet stretching away from his hoofed toes.

“Damn it… you’d think it’d get easier with hooves…” Eric groaned, stumbling about with every step he took. It was hard for him to keep walking, and it was getting harder still for him to keep focused on getting to the city, his dick painfully erect, pulsing a few inches away from his face. In the short time since its last growth spurt, it had now exceeded the four foot mark, the large, meaty rod constantly on show in front of his face. “And why am I so big?” He huffed, looking at his spear. He had seen examples of Zebstrika genitalia when he was researching breeding, and he didn’t recall any of them being this hung - if anything, it was more akin to what would be seen on a Rapidash.

“Fuuuck… it hasn’t gone down once in the last fifteen minutes…” He looked at it, taking a look around him. He shimmied around to the other side of the tree, and attempted to wrap his hands around it, but at this point, there wasn’t much left of them - the middle digit had become swollen, the other fingers and thumbs having receded into the appendage, the nail on the remaining finger encasing the tip. All he could do with his hooves was futilely bat at it, not getting any pleasure from it.

“I can’t do much more with these… although, I suppose if I have to…” He looked at his penis, the length of it reaching up past his mouth. “If this helps calm me down enough to finish getting to town…” He leant forwards, wrapping his mouth around the tip of his cock, slowly taking the dark, flared head into his mouth.

“Mmmphh…” He had to breath through his nose, struggling a little to begin with. He felt his tongue growing longer and broader as he attempted to suck himself off, his lips darkening and thickening, neck steadily extending, carrying his head slowly away from his shoulders.

“Mmmm… hey, this is pretty easy… I wonder if this would be the right fit for her as well~” He huffed, slurping on his dick. “N-no, I shouldn’t think like that! I’ll get this sorted out, then I’ll catch a Zebstrika for her, and they can breed… but mrrhheeiiggh, I bet she’d be fun to ride…” His hormone-addled brain was conflicted at the best choice of action, his ears twitching as they grew to points, moving to sit atop his head. “Urg, come on, Eric, think straight! You want to find a Zebstrika to mate with her, you want to fuck her yourself… no, I mean I…” He pulled his mouth away from his cock, another orgasm assaulting his body and senses. “ZEBSTRIIIIIEEEGGHHHH!!” He whinnied, cumming hard, his shaft shooting off in thick bursts that splattered the tree opposite him, and as quickly as his balls were being drained, they swelled in size once more, shooting up to be the size of grapefruits. When he finally stopped, he fell down onto all fours, landing with a heavy thump, alongside a fairly sickening-sounding CRACK, his hips now locking fully into a quadrupedal stance. The belt that held his Poké Balls, the one piece of clothing that was left on him at this point, wasn’t able to keep around his waist anymore thanks to a combination of his muscles and semi-equine gut, the Balls falling around his hoofed feet.

“Hrhh… hrghh… damn it, I’ve got to finish getting to town… it’s not much further now…” He reached forwards to try to get his Balls, but the sound of sniffing distracted him. “Oh, what now?” He turned his head to the source of the sound, and was surprised to see a large, female Rapidash approaching him, glancing over at the spunk-covered tree.

“Rrhrhrh…”

“Crud, she must be in heat as well!” He gulped, seeing the lustful look the fire-maned mare was giving him. “I’ve got to try to drive her off…” He looked at the Balls on the ground. Of course, only one of them had anything in it. “Zebstrika, I need your help here!” He batted the Ball with his hoof, causing it to release the Pokémon between him and the Rapidash.

“Now then, use…” He stopped dead in his tracks when he saw his Zebstrika facing the Rapidash, getting a full-on look at the creature’s winking vagina. “Crap… I didn’t think this through…” He shuddered, his cock becoming hard once more at the sight of his ‘mon. The female Zebstrika sniffed at the air, turning her head towards her trainer, not questioning how odd it was that Eric’s head was on top of a Zebstrika’s body, and gave him a lustful smile.

“N-now girl, let’s not jump to conclusions! I’ve got to try to get to town so I can-” He was cut off as the female Zebstrika decided upon itself to use Attract, hitting her trainer with it. “Can… can… ooohh FUUUUUCCKKK!!” Any restraint that he was holding on to virtually shattered at that point, a look of pure lust crossing his eyes as he instantly leapt up on top of his now-partner, driving his girthy cock deep into her folds.

The Rapidash seemed to smirk at this - she wasn’t going to be getting any immediate action whilst Eric was screwing away the last of his humanity, but it didn’t stop her from wanting to get in on the fun, walking around to the back of him, pressing her snout close to his rump, running her tongue teasingly along it.

“Hhrh…hreieighhhh!!” He panted, his forehooves resting up on the Zebstrika’s shoulders. His dick slid in and out of his partner with relative ease, his neck finishing its growth, the fur now quickly encapsulating his head. His hair grew into spiky white points that ran down the length of his spine in a lightning bolt-like appearance, a short tail squirming its way out from his hind quarters, the thick tuft of fur at its tip giving it the appearance of a spark of electricity, matched by the two horn-like growths upon his head that looked like bolts.

The female Zebstrika bucked against her trainer, snorting and huffing in pleasure as the Rapidash continued licking at Eric’s puckering tailhole, drawing louder, deeper moans out of him. His jaws pushed forwards, face stretching into a broad muzzle, darker fur covering the front part of his mouth whilst his nose sank into his upper jaw. His teeth grew and shifted, moving towards the front, growing wider in the process. The changes finally ceased with his eyes relocating to the sides of his head, the sclera turning neon yellow, the irises filling with a teal hue.

“Hhhahah… I… I don’t think I can keep up much longer…” He groaned, thrusting harder and harder into the creature he once raised as a battling partner, now his mate. The Rapidash smirked, moving her tongue away from his rump and towards his grapefruit-sized balls, placing her mouth and tongue sensually around them. Eric’s eyes rolled back into his head as the rush of pleasure overwhelmed his system, forcing his most powerful orgasm yet.

“ZEEEEBBBBBSTRRRIIIKKKKKKAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!” He bellowed in a feral manner, forehooves kicking at the air as he emptied himself deep into his beloved partner, claiming her as his own. Her cry rung out with his as she was filled to the brim, the excess seed leaking out of her moist folds.

“Mmrrghh…hrrhaaahhhhh!” Eric grunted and moaned, eyes fluttering as he slowly rode down from his euphoric high, falling backwards onto his hind quarters. His cock was still firing spurts of cum everywhere, showing just how full his balls were. “Oooohh… holy hell…” He huffed as it finally stopped, retreating back into its sheath. “Is… is it over now?” He asked, struggling to get back onto all fours.

‘I’d say it is… shame it couldn’t have lasted a bit longer, but I suppose you’ve spent all afternoon being overstimulated!’ The female Zebstrika responded.

“I suppose… wait, I can understand you now?”

‘Well you’re a Pokémon now, so it makes sense~’ She smirked.

“This is gonna take a lot of getting used to…” He sighed. “At least my thoughts aren’t clouded over by wanting to screw any more, so I’ll take that victory.”

‘I wonder how you’re gonna explain this to your other Pokémon, though?’ She asked.

“The others… crap, I’d nearly forgotten about them!” He groaned. “I’d recall you, but I don’t think I can work the Poké Balls like this, so stick close to me, ok?”

‘Relax, no-one’s gonna be able to capture me, I’m your Pokémon, after all!’ She assured him.

“That’s true, but I dunno if the same applies to me yet! I mean what if some trainer came by and tried to-” He was cut off by a Poké Ball hitting him in the side, kicked at him by the Rapidash. He braced for the worst, but to his surprise, nothing happened. “...wait, what?”

‘It seems that you’re still human enough for a Poké Ball to not affect you. I’d say that’s a lucky break~’ The Rapidash smirked. ‘Still, don’t let me hold you up, hurry on back to town with your partner!’

“That was an odd test…” He looked quizically at the Rapidash, wondering if there was more to her than she was letting on. “But you’re right, let's move on!” Eric gestured to his partner, the pair of Zebstrika dashing off towards the city. The Rapidash watched from afar, still smirking.

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The duo soon reached the outskirts of the city, slowly walking into the heart of it. “Man, I had no idea how quickly I could move on all fours!” Eric chuckled.

‘You’ll adapt to it properly over time, once you get used to it, you’ll be surprised at just how quickly you’ll be able to run!’ The female responded with a giggle. ‘Of course, if you’ll be able to keep up with me is a question in and of itself~’

“Hey, I’m sure with the right amount of practice, I’ll be able to run circles around you!” He laughed.

‘Maybe you’ll be able to last a bit longer in the breeding category too?’ She winked, causing him to blush.

“Eheh, let’s not think about that, we’re in public!”

They continued to walk onwards, getting a few odd looks now and then.

“Hey, are you two lost?” A male voice called out to them, drawing their attention. “I can’t say I’ve ever seen a shiny Zebstrika walking around town with a backpack hanging to their side!”

Eric looked over at his bag - with all that had happened, he was amazed that it remained largely intact throughout his adventure. “Oh believe you me, this isn’t the weirdest thing that I’ve seen happen today!” He responded.

“...” The human stared on blankly for a moment. “Did… you just talk?”

“Wait, you can hear what I said?” Eric’s eyes widened in surprise. “C-can you hear my partner talk?” He gestured to her.

“Zeb! Zebstrika, strika!” She spoke to him. She had intended to say ‘It’d be stranger still if he could!’, but all he heard was standard Pokémon speak.

“Nope, just you!” He moved in closer. “I’m curious how you’re able to speak human, I can’t say I’ve ever seen a Pokémon do so!”

“Buddy, if you can lead me and my partner to the Pokémon Center, I’ll gladly fill you in on everything. You’re gonna want to sit down anyway, because it is a long - and very explicit - story!” Eric said with a broad grin.