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Dave had been going through the mountain on his way to the next gym. The route was safer but he needed to train up his charmeleon a bit more before they were ready for the next gym. The fox's charmeleon was tough but with the next gym leaving them at a type disadvantage, charmeleon would have to either get stronger or find another pokemon to assist.

He wasn't alone in the mountains at least since his rival had set up camp a bit behind him so if something happened to either one of them then at least someone would know. Not that Dave would want help from their rival since he'd likely never hear the end of it if he did need help.

After a couple days up the mountain, Dave had yet to find another pokemon or at least one that charmeleon could get along with. The fire pokemon was getting stronger at least if nothing else. With how many battles they had today, Dave felt like they had to call it quits early. It upset him a bit to do so, especially once his rival passed by and poked fun at him for having to rest while the sun was still up.

Dave sat at the campfire while preparing some food for the night. Smiling at his charmeleon who was already completely out of it and snoring. He'd have to make sure to have some food ready for the charmeleon once they woke up.

The smell of food soon drew in another pokemon however and it nearly startled Dave as their muzzle came in front of his vision. Luckily the midday lycanroc seemed nice enough as it sat down next to him. More curious than anything, tilting its head at the food as he cooked it.

"Are you someone's pokemon by chance?" Dave asked though didn't really expect an answer. The lycanroc seemed very well behaved for a wild pokemon though. "Here, have some miltank meat." The fox would then carefully hand the rock dog a piece of cooked meat, nearly getting his fingers chomped in the process. "Hey, careful now."

Maybe if Dave was lucky this lycanroc would stick around and charmeleon would get along with them. It wouldn't hurt to have more pokemon and they seemed friendly enough plus they were probably strong to be hanging around this area. The hope wouldn't last much longer however as the lycanroc bit down on his wrist making him scream out in pain.

This woke up the charmeleon and made the lycanroc run away, never to be seen again. Dave grasped his arm and felt a little bit of blood come out of the wound. Charmeleon wanted to chase after the lycanroc but quickly came to their senses as they came to Dave's side and got the bandages.

"Thanks buddy but I need this first." The fox then grabbed a water bottle and washed the wound before cleaning it with the other supplies in the first aid kit. It took a few minutes and charmeleon watched both Dave along with their surroundings carefully. "See, all better now. Though we better make it to the next town tomorrow to get it checked out."

Charmeleon sniffed the wound and seemed unsure about it. They gave Dave another concerned look and puffed fire out of their nostrils.

"I promise everything will be fine, we can't make it back down the mountain while the sun is down anyways." Dave gave the charmeleon's snout a few rubs before offering the pokemon some food. "Look I made you something while you were asleep." While charmeleon was still concerned they dropped fighting with Dave about it for now.

Admittedly Dave was a bit concerned about the bite as well but there wasn't anything he could do. He just had to hope it wasn't infected with anything for now and that they'd be able to get it stitched up without any issues. The worst part is, he'll likely have to admit defeat to his rival and get their assistance if it is infected. If charmeleon would have evolved, Dave would just have them fly him back to town.

He was glad to have charmeleon with him though, the fire pokemon had been with him for a long time now and they cared for each other. Even as he laid there, charmeleon had run off to a nearby stream to soak a towel to place on his forehead. They could tell the fox was burning up inside while his body tried to fight the lycanroc's bite.

Charmeleon wasn't entirely sure what to do, they wanted to curl up against the fox but feared their body heat might just make things worse. The pokemon also blamed themself for what happened since if not for them being asleep, Dave wouldn't have been bitten. It was starting to get dark out too and charmeleon had a bad feeling about tonight.

While Dave's body tried to put up a good fight, it was no match for the curse that was rapidly taking over his body. The fox kept his eyes closed while he writhed in pain as his body burned up. He was completely unaware of what was happening but charmeleon had front row seats as to just what the bite had done to their trainer.

The pokemon tried out for help, not even really caring if other wild pokemon heard. More than anything charmeleon was scared for Dave and hoped their rival would hear his cries. The once light orange fur started to change to a scarlet red. Charmeleon was confused as to what was happening but when they went to touch Dave they felt the fur harden at the tips and felt rock-like.

Pained screams escaped Dave's muzzle as his bones started changing with his body warping its shape. His back became more hunched and overall his body got a bit bigger in size. The fox's cries started to deepen and turn into that of a wolf's.

Charmeleon grasped at their trainer's arm and cried out more, confused and scared with what was happening. They were then tossed into the corner of the tent as Dave's arm swung wildly out to the side. Dave was slowly stood up though the body's form was becoming less like the fox he knew and into that of a monster. The fox's tail shriveled away to half its original size while his arms hung low with a deep growl coming from Dave.

The fox lifted his head and sniffed at the air before turning to face charmeleon. He had a crazy look in his right eye now, almost like some primal force had taken him over. Dave's left eye was still his own but his trainer's once sweet eyes were gone and replaced by their creature's. The fur on Dave's back and head grew out, forming a mohawk of sorts.

Whatever this creature was, it was no longer Dave but charmeleon had to believe deep down his trainer was still there. Charmeleon tried calling out to his trainer but it fell on deaf ears with the paw taking a swipe at him. They got an up close look of the paw changing from its once slender shape to a larger, thicker one. It seemed like they were all out of options now, he couldn't fight Dave but his rival wouldn't know it was him either.

With Dave being almost entirely a pokemon now, charmelon's cries were becoming clearer and something he could understand. "Please tell me you're still in there Dave. Come on, it's me, your partner." Charmeleon desperately cried out to their trainer, not wanting to give up on them.

Dave then took a swipe at the charmeleon again, growling as he did so. However before the attack hit the arm stopped moving with less than an inch before his claws would have struck charmeleon. He then grasped his head and collapsed on the ground as he tried to fight whatever was taking him over.

The light from charmeleon's tail flame was the only thing illuminating the dark tent while the pokemon looked over their trainer. The last of the fox's features were gone and replaced with this wolf pokemon's form. "Dave?" Charmeleon inched a little closer, still nervous about how Dave might react. There was nothing but silence for a few seconds while charmeleon reached forward to touch Dave's shoulder.

Suddenly Dave turned towards charmeleon, baring his teeth and lunging at them. Charmeleon was barely able to dodge the attack and slashed at the tent to escape it. They could tell Dave was still struggling internally as he clenched his head once more and howled out. It was too dangerous to remain here any longer though and they'd just have to keep an eye on Dave from a distance.

Dave was losing the fight over the force taking him over however and quickly found himself losing all control as he fell unconscious. Once he did the lycanroc that had taken over his mind and body stood up and sniffed at the air. Growling as he turned his head towards the smell of the charmeleon. Claws tearing up more of the tent, making it easier for him to exit and step outside into the cold night.

Sniffing around, Dave would quickly turn his head toward the charmeleon. A flame could be seen in the distance, swaying side to side and confirmed charmeleon's location. Dave went into a full sprint towards the fire pokemon, watching the size of the flame get bigger the closer he got to his prey.

Once he was within lunging distance, charmeleon turned back towards Dave with a scared and worried look on their face. This was enough to bring back the real Dave temporarily as he missed the grab and hit the ground hard. Desperately trying to fight the force taking over his body. He then noticed charmeleon stopped to look back at him once more and even reached out. Dave forced out a growl to force his pokemon to run away once more before he lost control again. It worked but for how long he could not say as his thoughts were quickly being clouded once more.

Meanwhile charmeleon had noticed a dying flame in the distance and ran to it in hopes of finding the jackal rival. There was rustling in the brush behind them so it likely wouldn't be long until Dave caught up to him again. Coming out into the clearing, charmeleon saw the rival's leafeon looking smug as always with a smirk on her muzzle from the sight of them running. Charmeleon kept running past the camp even as the jackal noticed and called out to them.

Dave had come out into the clearing soon after and while they were busy looking out towards the charmeleon. The distraction however small was enough to seal leafeon's fate with the fox turned lycanroc diving at the grass type, jaws wide open. Leafeon could barely turn to face the noise before they watched the large jaws envelope their head and part of their body. Vines blindly tried to wrap around Dave but it was too little too late as he took his first swallow, pulling the grass type into his throat.

His rival had yet to even realize what had happened, having taken a few steps out of camp to try and get charmeleon to stop. Had the jackal realized what was happening, he may have been able to save the leafeon by recalling her to her pokeball. The opportunity to do so however was quickly vanishing as the lycanroc swiftly swallowed down more of her. Leafeon's vines unable to find something to latch onto and even when they did Dave's claws cut them.

By the time the jackal did turn around, he was mortified by what he saw as the last of his pokemon's paws and leafy tail disappeared into Dave's jaws. He tried fumbling for her pokeball but by the time he hit recall, she was out of sight and it failed. Panic set in for the rival as he watched the lycanroc slurp over their muzzle and saw the squirming bulges of his leafeon.

While the jackal was in a state of shock, Dave lunged at him next while they threw out a pokeball. Their other pokemon released in time to watch as he bit down on the jackal's shoulder and for them to scream in pain. The rival was about to end up like leafeon as Dave opened his jaws wide and went to engulf their head. His other pokemon came in for the save at the last moment however as the growlithe tackled Dave, knocking him aside. This gave the jackal enough time to scurry away and tend to his wound.

Unfortunately for the growlithe they were heavily outmatched both in terms of size and type match up. Dave loomed over the growlithe of which stood their ground even as the large lycanroc took a swipe at them. If nothing else the growlithe was at least much more experienced in combat than the lycanroc. While growlithe was losing, they were at least able to.hold their own until their trainer prepared an escape.

However before long the growlithe would get distracted by the cries of their trainer screaming out. The brief lack of focus allowed Dave to grab growlithe's head and keep a firm grasp on it as he pulled them towards his crotch. Pushing the smaller pokemon's head against his sheath, he could feel them try and squirm away. Before they could even think of biting however, growlithe quickly felt their muzzle get pushed against the tip of the shaft and it spread open to consume their head.

Dave felt nothing but pleasure as the squirming fire type's head was pushed all the way into his shaft. He didn't waste any time in pushing more of growlithe's body into him while his shaft swelled and came free of its sheath. The fore legs were trapped entirely within his shaft along with most of the growlithe's body and their head was quickly approaching the knot. With his shaft completely out, Dave sat down while he pushed the squirming growlithe and his shaft against the wiggling bulges in his belly.

There was no escape for the growlithe now with their hips sinking into his length, leaving only their legs and tail to flail about. Dave was completely able to sit back and enjoy both of his meals especially the growlithe as the last of their body was quickly vanishing. He could feel his balls swelling out with the fire dog's form, which only added to his pleasure.

While Dave watched the last of the growlithe disappear into his length, the lycanroc's attention was drawn back to his rival. Their screaming became noticeable once more though it was more of a growl than anything now. Making his way over to the noise, Dave would see the jackal was more than halfway through their own transformation now. Unlike him however the jackal's fur was turning into a dark blue and was a bit smaller.

The growlithe's squirms in his balls was starting to make Dave have a different kind of craving. Jumping on top of his rival, Dave would tear at what clothes remained on his body before biting down gently on the same shoulder as earlier. Being the one that turned the jackal, it was easy for him to put himself in a position of dominance. Not that his rival was really resisting it at all with the smaller male seemingly more than happy to accept. Their mind had turned far more easily than Dave's had though that might in part be to not having a familiar face around.

With the clothes torn away, Dave was easily able to grind his shaft against the mostly transformed tear of his rival. Pre soaked into the blue lycanroc's fur briefly before the tip pressed up against the tight entrance to that butt. His rival let out an audible whine as his thick shaft forced its way into their ass. Not really giving them much time to.adjust to his size as he trusted all the way in until his knot kissed their hole. The smaller male had to get used to the intrusion rather quickly as Dave pulled out then trusted back in hard and fast.

Dave's thrusting caused his sack to slap up against his rival which in turn only made the growlithe squirm even more. The movement made growlithe rapidly start to melt into Dave's cum, adding to the already large load sloshing around the fire pokemon. Even the leafeon was quickly breaking down, feeling them squirm with each thrust and making his stomach softer while it pressed against the rival's back. Not that Dave really cared, the lycanroc completely lost to their own pleasure and only focused on breeding the smaller male beneath him.

Several minutes of thrusting later and hardly anything would be left of his prey. This left Dave feeling empty again but that would have to wait until he was finished filling his rival with the large load stewing in his balls. Each thrust brought him closer to doing just that with his knot slowly spreading them out a bit more. That was until his knot forced its way completely inside and swelled even further, locking him in place. After a couple tugs, Dave would bite down on his rival's neck and fill them with his seed.

Their rival's belly swelled out with an entire growlithe's weight in cum along with a bit extra. His paws were able to feel the soft squish to that belly while they stayed wrapped around them. Dave would see a pair of eyes and a flame among the trees looking at him before running away. It'd take a while for his knot to go down enough for him to pull free and allow him to go his separate way.

In the morning Dave would have a hard time standing up, finding he was completely unable to stand on two legs. Not only that but he couldn't feel his thumbs and upon looking at his hands, he saw only a quadruped's paws. This freaked him out a bit and started to breath heavily while he tried remembering what happened.

"Dave?" He heard a voice call out before turning to face charmeleon who was hiding behind a tree. "Please tell me you're still in there." The fire type pokemon slowly stepped out from behind the tree and made their way over to him.

"Char? What? How can I understand you?" Dave asked while he tried to stand up, this time on all fours before collapsing.

"You... you turned into a lycanroc and went berserk." Charmeleon then stopped and hesitated to move forward. "Do you not remember anything?"

"Last night I... you were watching over me and that lycanroc bit me." He then collapsed and laid his paws over his head as thinking too much hurt his head. "I didn't hurt you did I?"

"I'm fine, I'm just glad you're back." They then ran up and hugged Dave once he lifted his head.

It wasn't fine though, Dave could feel a small amount of trembling coming from charmeleon. Dave wanted to ask what happened but had a feeling charmeleon wouldn't tell him the truth right now. Whatever he did it must have been bad but part of him didn't want to know either especially if he harmed charmeleon. "I'm sorry for whatever happened." He wanted to hug charmeleon but wasn't sure how he'd even do that now with the way his body was. Instead he'd press the top of his head against the charmeleon's own and just stayed close.

"All that matters is you are still you and we are together again just like we always have been." Charmeleon then helped Dave stand on four legs before slowly walking him to a nearby stream to get a drink. "Maybe we can find a psychic pokemon near town that'll communicate for us and help us find a cure."

"Yeah, that might work but at least I can talk to you now." Looking down in the water, Dave saw his reflection and how he looked just like the midday lycanroc that bit him. Dave's journey as a trainer was over and part of him worried if charmeleon would ever trust him again with how nervous they were around him.