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If there was one thing Lester and Justin could both agree on: living in a factory town sucked.

Lester was a slightly plump young man with dirty blond hair, green eyes and stood on the rather short side. Justin was much taller, sporty black hair, brown eyes and was much thinner than his friend. Looking at the two, it’d be hard to tell that the two were even friends to begin with, and both of them certainly didn’t share the same background; Lester was always clean and composed, while Justin seemed dirty and scruffy; their upbringing worlds apart, but their friendship remained strong regardless.

Lester’s father was the head of management of the biggest factory in town, and such his family was swimming in cash. His father would buy his son the finest school outfits, the most expensive gadgets and the most lavish commodities. However, secretly Lester hated the attention he received for being so wealthy; his peers would spread nasty rumors about him, he was always given “special treatment” that he didn’t feel he’d earned, and the expectations placed on him were overwhelming: he was expected to be the best at everything, even having to give up his dream of being a Pokémon trainer due to his father considering it to be “a poor man’s dream” at best.

Justin’s family was the complete opposite of Lester’s: his father worked for the factory under Lester’s father, the pay barely scraping by. His family was very poor, living in the dirtiest slums of town; they barely brought in enough income to get a proper meal most of the time, and the long hours made his father irritable and borderline abusive. Most of Justin’s clothes were donated from goodwill, and the only reason he could attend school at all was because of a potential soccer scholarship. His dream of being a Pokémon trainer dashed early, Justin had to contend with his lot in life.

It would seem the two had no reason to correlate with one another, but everything changed when Justin managed to scrape enough change to buy lunch at school when he found Lester sitting alone; shunned by his fellow peers.

So Justin sat next to him and offered to share half of his turkey sandwich.

Lester was surprised to find not only someone willing to sit next to him, but to even share his own half of a sandwich—he was the richest kid in school, and Justin couldn’t even afford a sandwich on most days! The two bonded, even moreso when both discovered they had each wanted to become trainers. From there their friendship naturally blossomed—Lester would invite Justin over his house most days, and Justin would teach Lester how to play soccer. Neither of their families paid their kids any mind, and the two shared their broken dreams of leaving this town and going off on an adventure far and wide. It was a pipe dream for sure, but it helped keep them going.

One of the things the two started to notice as they explored the town more, was how polluted it was. Trash lined every corner of the street, the air sat heavy with smog, and you couldn’t walk down the corner without seeing a shuttered store, an abandoned building, or a stinking heap of garbage left out in the sun.

In his heart, Lester knew it was partially due to his father: the factory that eclipsed the town was the epicenter of pollution, disturbing Pokémon habitats and taking down any and all small businesses that tried to compete. A lot of the kids at school naturally correlated him with whatever his father did, and the children of the business owners were unflinching in their hatred towards his family. It was part of the “family business” after all—the factory was the center of their economy after all, smaller businesses be damned. Justin didn’t really care, he knew it wasn’t Lester’s fault, and the two unlikely friends began to confide in their problems even more, eventually growing to be like brothers.

Then, one day the two found themselves in a situation where they would be the closest they’ve ever been…

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It had been a rough Sunday for the two. Lester’s family had been under scrutiny by environmental groups for causing a chemical spill in a nearby riverbed, contaminating the home of dozens of Pokémon species. Under the academic stress and further scrutiny from his peers, Lester’s grades dropped from A+ to A-, causing his father to give him a very stern lecture about keeping his academic level up. Meanwhile Justin wasn’t doing well either; Lester’s father had forced all of his employees to extra hours, and Justin’s father had been taking out his frustration on his family. His soccer coach had also railed him for missing practice several times, even though he had tried to explain it was because of his family issues, but the coach ignored it and threatened to kick Justin off the team.

Both decided it was best to get out of the house for the day. They had met up at their usual spot, and decided to go for a walk around the town. As they walked, Lester began ranting to Justin about his own problems.

“It’s really frustrating, my dad expects me to be top of the class so I can follow in his footsteps, and he goes off on me for getting an A- in Pokémon biology! I mean, it’s not like I’m ever going to be a trainer, why should I need to be perfect in that subject?!”

Justin nodded patiently; he knew his friend’s life meant he would always be under this kind of pressure. And even though Justin’s own family situation was nowhere near relatable, he still understood it was hard enough for Lester to deal with it. He understood him in a way that nobody else really had.

Lester sighed, “I’m sorry man; I know your old man and the soccer coach has been treating you roughly. It’s my own dad’s fault—he’s treating all of the employees like garbage. The environmental groups are really going after him for polluting the river. It’s like he doesn’t care.”

Justin put his hands in his pockets, even the street they were on was filthy, overflowing garbage cans littered the corners, old discarded papers ran through the streets, and the run off from the various factories made the street smell awful, even though they were used to it.

“Yeah I know,” Justin said, “This town is like an industrial cesspit. I mean, you hear about most towns being in harmony with nature and Pokémon, but this place is just like a black hole. Just look at it this way, if you do take control of the company maybe you can implement more policies to stop the pollution?”

Lester rolled his eyes, “I think I’d rather be a Pokémon than become my dad’s protégé. Being stuffed into a Poké Ball doesn’t seem too bad if you could get away from this garbage heap.”

Justin scoffed playfully, “Yeah, like that’ll ever happen. Hey, I’m hungry, wanna grab something here?”

The two stopped in front of a newly opened burger place. It wasn’t a corporate fast-food chain, something that was a banal familiarity at this point--it appeared to be privately owned, a rarity in a town like this.

Lester’s father had sternly warned him about eating “commoner’s food” and how he was above eating such trite. Justin’s family couldn’t afford burgers most of the time and even when they did they would often be cold or from the dollar menu at the local rundown fast-food joint. That led the two to immediately head inside and order two large cheeseburgers.

Unbeknownst to the duo, the hamburger shop was actually a front for the organized crime that littered the town. Earlier that day, an illegal trade of rare Pokémon DNA serum was taking place in the storage area where they kept the buns.

“Yeah, these are some really good samples...Cinderace, Machamp, Greninja, even a little Shaymin…” said the proprietor.

The owner of the establishment nodded, “Hmph, the boys down at the lab will like these. By adding the powers of Pokémon to humans, who knows what we could accomplish…”

Right as they began to trade off, the case containing the vials slipped from the seller’s hands, causing most to come crashing to the ground, spilling their contents everywhere. After the burger shop owner angrily kicked the seller out, he had to take the task of cleaning the goop from the floor.

Unbeknownst to the owner, the DNA of two Pokémon managed to splash onto a rack of buns...

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The two walked along the street, faces dripping with grease as they hungrily consumed their hamburgers, but about halfway through them, the two noticed they had somewhat of an odd taste to them.

“You think these taste a bit funny?” Lester asked with mouth full, pulling the burger up to his face to look at the meat for anything suspicious.

Justin shrugged, “It doesn’t taste as bad as the stuff I usually gotta eat. I mean, what’s the worst that can happen, food poisoning?”

Lester was able to reply but a strange feeling washed over him.

“Uh, Justin, I think I have to…”

Lester took off for a nearby alleyway, with Justin following after him. Lester lifted up the lid of a trash can and dry heaved.

“Dude are you all…” Justin began before feeling the same sensation as his friend. A burning sensation prickled his skin and he swore he felt his temperature rising as he broke out into a fever.

“Goddamn it what kind of nasty slop was in those burgers!” Lester yelled, before notcing his hands clutching the sides of the trash can. They were growing white fur.

“J-Justin!” Lester stammered before turning to his friend leaning against the wall. Justin was growing white fur as well on his arms and hands.

“What’s happening to us?!” Justin cried out in confusion. His ears began to grow taller as the white fur covered them as well. The heat grew more and more until he had no choice but to shed his clothing; there his noticed that instead of white fur, red fur was growing around his groin and lower thighs.

Lester began to shrink, he soon slipped off of the trash can before falling onto all fours. He tried to stand but up, but his stance changed to be more quadrupedal, making him unable to stand again. His clothes became loose and baggy and he shrank out of them, forcing him to shake it off his form. His nose grew small and black as his face pushed out into a muzzle of sorts. The white fur kept spreading, covering his torso, his back and his butt before a poofy little tail emerged.

Justin’s transformation was accelerating, his legs were becoming longer and more slender and growing dark blue fur, his feet growing fur and becoming much more rabbit like. His face morphed into a more lapine kind as his hair turned orange and became a crest. His ears finally reached their desired length as a small tail also burst out, while his butt became covered in the red fur as well.

Lester’s ears were growing as well, and they flopped down the side of his head, one tip green and the other red. He finally shrank to the size of a small dog, and to top it off a red flower blossomed from his back to resemble a scarf.

The two friends huffed and stared at one another in disbelief as their transformations neared completion; Justin was now a Cinderace and Lester was a Sky Forme Shaymin.

“I think we’re done…” panted Lester before a sudden ominous gurgle rang out through the alley, followed by what sounded like a muffled popping sound. The two newly transformed Pokémon stood on all ends, feeling a shiver run through their fur.

“D-Did you just…fart?” Lester asked with a sudden stillness.

Justin rapidly nodded, “Y-Yeah…uh Lester, I have t-to…”

*guuurgle*

The two groaned as their bodies shuddered, and at that moment and overwhelming urge was flooding the two friends. The tensed their bodies, with Lester standing very still and shivering slightly, while Justin whimpered and started hopping in place, desperate to hold it in. The friends had just transformed into a Pokémon, and now before either had a chance to really take in what had happened, both now really needed to shit badly.

“Dude think I’m g-gonna shit myself!” the new Cinderace whined, wrapping his arms around his stomach.

“M-Me too…maybe we can make it to a bathroom…” Lester panted, legs shaking.

Justin clenched his cheeks as he hopped up and down in place, trying to keep the gurgling in his gut in check by wrapping his new arms around his stomach. . He released another long fart, hoping that somehow it would relieve the mounting pressure. Lester was doing a type of four-legged potty dance, sticking his back legs out, hoping that stretching his body would somehow help. This would only be met with more farts, and the two friends looked desperately at one another.

The urge was too strong for both Pokémon to resist…it was going to happen whether they wanted it to or not.

Justin bent over and farted again, his new tail shaking as the rabbit Pokémon forced himself into a squatting stance.

“S-Sorry Lester man…I can’t stop it…” Justin groaned as he began to grunt.

The Shaymin could only stare as his friend started to take a massive dump in front of him, the rabbit’s newly formed cheeks parting as a thick log began to descend before detaching and hitting the ground with an audible splatter. Justin panted, and it seemed he was blushing, despite the fact his face was now covered in fur as he began to squeeze out another log to join his first one. Lester felt his stomach rumbling too, and he yelped as a fart suddenly escaped his own backside.

“It’s okay dude, I’m about to go too…” he said in a comforting tone as he tried to get into a squatting position too; he had never been on all fours before and the Shaymin tried his best to get comfortable.

As Justin continued pooping, he watched as Lester’s new fluffy tail begin to rise up, and suddenly his friend’s new hole opened wide! The Shaymin began releasing a log that seemed even thicker than the ones he was making. It came out in an unbroken snake, curling behind the Grass-type in a long curled up pile. Justin inwardly blushed at his friend’s open shamelessness-he’d always known Lester to be clean and uptight, and seeing him as a Pokémon openly defecating on the ground was a sight to behold. Lester panted and grunted as the log continued to crackle out of his ass, until it finally detached, leaving what looked like a coiled up rope of scat left steaming on the ground.

Justin began slowing down; leaning against a wall after a few more solid logs squeezed out and plopped messily on the ground. The fire rabbit felt the burning sensation in his gut dissipate as he released the poop all over the ground. He let out a few more ripping farts before he let one final log plop out and splat onto the ground. Lester was finishing himself, he was doing the downward dog, his hindquarters raised high as it can go as he slowly released the scat in another long coiled up log that flopped messily onto the previous pile. Both Pokémon let out audible sighs of relief as they finished up, leaving two gigantic piles of steaming scat at the bases of their feet.

“Eh…we ended up making quite a mess didn’t we?” Justin said with an embarrassed cough.

Lester grinned sheepishly, but started wagging his tail, “We did but, we’re Pokémon now so it feels a lot more natural now doesn’t it?”

Justin looked down at his friend before a careless smile plastered his face too, “Yeah, I guess you’re right, we can do it anywhere we want now can’t we?”

The sky Shaymin giggled before he started to experiment with his new body.

“Dude this feels incredible, it’s like I’m walking on air!” he gaily trilled, bouncing around on his new feet and almost being able to float off the ground for a good ten seconds.

“I know; I feel so…energized! I could probably run a half marathon right now if I wanted to!” Justin excitedly exclaimed as he ran around the alley on his new, much more agile feet.

“I can’t believe we’re Pokémon!” Lester started to say, voice overcome with elation, “This is the best thing that’s ever happened to either of us!”

Justin nodded, “I wonder what could’ve caused it though? And we suddenly had to…you know…”

Lester looked down at the two burger wrappers they had dropped when they had started transforming, “You think it had something to do with our food? Maybe there was some kind of contaminate in it…”

Justin thought, “I mean, the town is pretty polluted, and that joint was pretty sketchy…though I’d rather this happen than have gotten food poisoning!”

Lester nodded in agreement, “And, we’re technically vegetarian Pokémon now so maybe the meat screwed up our stomachs and that’s why we…”

The Cinderace’s nose crumpled as he looked down at the two piles of mess that had came out of them both.

“Eh…you think we should at least clean up after ourselves? Maybe I should find a plastic bag…”

The grass Pokémon started to nod before he stopped short, looking back over himself, “Actually, I want to try something that I learned about in Pokémon biology! Since I’m a Shaymin, I think I can…”

Lester closed his eyes and started to concentrate; his ears lifted as an air seemed to rise around him, ruffling his fur. The red flower on his back began to glow brightly, and soon the air seemed to rush towards the flower like a vacuum cleaner. The haze surrounding the area dissipated as it was sucked into the Shaymin’s back, and the two heaping piles of crap that had deposited out of them began to glow bright green before they were absorbed into a green light. Lester took a deep inhale, and the glowing energy that was their waste was pulled towards his butt before vanishing into the Shaymin’s anus.

“Stand back…” Lester moaned, “I think it’s about to come out…”

Justin took a step back as the air seemed to swirl around his friend’s form. His body was now shining, and Lester opened his mouth in a cry and lifted his tail into the air. It was like the biggest fart Lester had ever let out, but instead of gas, dozens of green pellets shot out of his body, creating a blinding light. When the Cinderace opened his eyes, his friend was standing in the center of a freshly made patch of grass in the middle of the alleyway, panting a bit from the effort. Justin also noticed that somehow Lester had gotten a bit bigger; he was now about the size of a dog Pokémon like Houndour.

“Dude…was that…?” Justin asked in awe.

“I think that was Seed Flare…except it came out of my butt...” Lester said, slightly embarrassed. He began sniffing at the circle of grass he had inadvertently created. It was fresh, fragrant, and clean. But the dirty air soon began to take over, and the grass began slowly wilting.

Justin knew from Pokémon biology that Seed Flare was a special move Shaymin could use, allowing them to absorb pollution from the surrounding environment and purify it.

“I just turned our poop into grass…with my butt heh, like some kind of mega fertilizer…”

The Shaymin was still baffled by his new abilities, but was also beginning to become more accepting of it. Justin tentatively approached his friend, an idea blossoming in his mind.

“Do you think...do you think you could do it again?”

Lester turned his head to face his friend. Throughout their friendship, they had gotten to know what the other person was thinking.

“You want me to clean up this mess huh?” The Shaymin said in a more more teasing tone.

The Cinderace nodded before showing off his new legs, “Don’t worry, I think I can block anyone who tries to capture you.”

Lester grinned, “Let’s do it!”

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The two decided to just start with the alleyway and the nearby street. Lester would suck up the garbage and convert it into energy. For some reason, unlike normal Shaymin, Lester absorbed everything into his butt, like a small furry vacuum cleaner. Then after a great big push he would use Seed Flare, and the radius surrounding him would be converted into grass as well.

Justin noticed something odd however; with each Seed Flare Lester let off, he seemed to grow bigger. Soon he was the size of a Mightyena after letting loose his sixth Seed Flare. The entire street had been transformed into a long meadow of grass, with colorful flowers poking out of the soil.

“I think you’re getting bigger every time you do that…” Justin marveled as Lester panted in relief after letting off another Seed Flare.

“Oh it feels soooo goooooood…” the mythical Pokémon moaned, “It’s like, the most satisfying thing in the world...I wanna clean this whole town!”

Lester bounded off, bouncing towards his father’s factory. Justin chased after him, calling for him to slow down. A few passersby manage to spot the two Pokémon headed for the factory. Justin’s new long ears were able to pick up the discourse.

“Is that a Shaymin?”

“A Cinderace too?”

“Wow those are some pretty rare Pokémon!”

“They must be wild! Let’s capture them!”

This was bad; even though the two of them had been formerly humans, now that they were Pokémon they could now be captured like any other wild Pokémon. A young man took out a Poké Ball and tossed it Lester’s way.

The Cinderace’s body twitched and he let his new instincts take over. His human soccer skills and his new Pokémon body joining together in collaboration.

He quickly spotted a chunk of asphalt that had broken off from the street and kicked it high into the air. Utilizing his brand new muscles, he was able to do a back flip, quickly aim, and kick the asphalt directly at the Poké Ball, knocking it off course and saving Lester from being captured by it. Justin then took a deep breath and this time, kicked a bag of garbage; setting it on fire before shooting it at the feet of the two men trying to capture them. The two men were momentarily stunned, giving Justin enough time to escape as he chased after his best friend.

Finally, the Shaymin arrived at his father’s factory. As usual, dark clouds of black smoke piped from the exhaust, run off dripped from the pipes, and loads of waste cluttered the back area where it would most certainly not be deposed of properly. Lester immediately got to work; he lifted his hindquarters up and immediately the waste began to glow green, transforming into energy before being absorbed into Lester’s butt. The more he absorbed, the bigger he became, soon growing to the size of a house as more of the garbage was sucked into his body.

Justin soon caught up to the factory and was almost stunned in amazement, Lester was growing bigger, and soon the workers inside started to notice what was happening and stared out the windows to watch the event.

“LESTER! WHAT ARE YOU DOING!” Justin called out over the roar of the energy absorption.

Shaymin looked down at his best friend and smiled, “I’m doing what I should’ve done a long time ago—I’m going to clean up my father’s mess! And I want you to join me!”

Lester bent down, gently picked up Justin in his mouth and tossed him over so he landed safely on his back. The Cinderace held onto the fur tightly, trying to hang on as well as watch in amazement as his Shaymin friend vacuumed the garbage into his butt. At the height Justin was he was also able to see inside the factory; his father was there, staring right at him. He knew he didn’t recognize him anymore, but he sent him a spine chilling glare that made his father visibly flinch. At that point a very familiar figure exited the building, a figure Lester knew all too well.

“What the hell is that?! Is that a Pokémon?! What’s it doing to my factory?!” Lester’s father called out angrily.

Lester looked down at his now tiny father, “It’s me dad! Remember how you got on my case for getting an A- in Pokémon Biology? Well I’m a Shaymin now and I’m about ot use my “biology” to clean up the mess you’ve made!”

Lester’s father watched in shock and horror as his former son grew, bigger, and his sphere of influence grew more. Now, it wasn’t just garbage that was transforming into energy—bricks and parts of the factory were being affected too. Windows shattered as the roaring wind increased, and parts of the building began to tear off and get sucked into Lester’s black hole of an ass. And even the people inside weren’t spared—they were transformed into energy and were pulled into the vortex. Lester and Justin’s fathers was transformed into glowing orbs of green light and pulled in, and the whole factory was soon gone—disappeared into Lester’s ass. Lester was gigantic now, almost the size of the factory itself.

“Dude! I think you better stop now!” Justin called out into Lester’s ear over the din.

“Not yet! There’s still more to clean!” he replied, tongue lolling out, “It feels too good to stop now!” With the factory gone, Lester was free to suck up more of the surrounding town, and soon the vacuum spread across the land, the Shaymin eager to suck up as much of the filth as he could.

By this point the townsfolk had noticed that something was wrong—the factory had disappeared and seemed to be replaced by a giant Shaymin. And soon what started as a breeze soon turned into a strong sucking wind. First the loose garbage and anything that was scattered into the street went first, all seemingly drawn to the giant Shaymin, then it was heavier stuff like roof shingles and signs, but soon the wind became absolutely overpowering. Cars, parts of buildings, and soon even people were swept up and sent hurtling towards the gigantic ass, transforming mid-way into green energy the closer they got before joining everything else inside Lester. And it wasn’t limited to just the town, the smoke filled air formed a column and slipped inside, and the water from the polluted river was sucked from the bed and spiraled around the air to enter the ass as well.

There was barely any time for anyone to react, Justin watched in amazement as the school he had hated and the surrounding neighbor collapsed, transforming into green energy and headed right for the massive butt. But, something about it, the idea of everything he hated about this town going right into the hole where he had observed him taking a massive dump earlier, was incredibly hot. He reached down to touch his new member and fantasized about what it was like for the people down below, all those sycophants who didn’t care about anything suddenly being yanked off of their feet, pulled into the sky to be trapped in his friend’s anus. The Cinderace moaned quietly so Lester couldn’t hear what he was doing as he slowly stroked his Pokémon cock to the fantasy and what was actually happening.

Soon, the whole town had been leveled, each building, person and everything in between all being swept up and pulled into Lester’s hungry ass. Soon, most of the town and its populace were gone, and Lester had grown to the size of a mountain. With everything gone, Lester groaned in pleasure and lifted his ass up as high as it would go.

“SEED FLARE!”

Justin dove into Lester’s fur to take cover as Lester exploded. It was like releasing the biggest fart on Earth, and all the energy the Shaymin had absorbed came out all at once. As the effects rolled over the leveled town, the once filthy garbage laden streets became rolling green hills of fresh grass and beautiful towers. The brown, polluted, skies became bright and clear, with the sky the bluest Justin had ever seen. Where the factory once stood, now a crystal clear lake of fresh water, the way it had been before the factory was built over it, a clear forest growing neatly around it. The spirits of the humans that Lester absorbed were scattered out into nature; to be reborn as the Pokémon who would inhabit the land, in hoping that by being part of nature they would learn to appreciate it once again. Lester secretly hoped his dad would be reborn as a Wurmple.

The burst had also affected Lester’s size, while he had been a mountain prior to the burst, down to about half the size of a house; still much bigger than Justin but more manageable now.

“Dude…” the Cinderace breathed in awe. They were standing in the middle of the newly created forest.

Lester flopped onto the grass in exhaustion, “That…was the most satisfied I have felt, in my entire life.”

Justin climbed down from Lester’s back and explored the new grass, feeling it between his toes, knowing just five minutes ago it had been cold stone concrete. In fact, one would hardly believe a town existed here in the first place; it looked as if it had always been this way—and indeed it was the way it was before the town had been built at all.

“This is incredible. You cleaned everything, it’s like humans never set foot here at all,” Justin marveled. He knew both he and Lester’s old lives were over; no more school, no more expectations, no more family troubles. Now it was him and his best friend, finally free and able to do whatever they wanted now.

The Shaymin smiled at his friend, “Justin, I wanna go out and explore. There’s nothing left for us here anymore and I wanna help other places suffering from pollution too. Will you come with me?”

The Cinderace hugged his best friend’s snout, “Of course, man, I love you and I would never want us to be separated. But, if we do go and explore other regions, can I ask you a favor?”

Lester tilted his head, “What is it Justin?”

The rabbit blushed heavily, “When you were um, “cleaning up,” just watching everything get sucked into your butt was…well…I wanna know what it’s like so, when we’re not cleaning things up…can I…live in your butt?”

Justin expected Lester to react with disgust so he covered his eyes with his ears, but Lester merely chuckled in bemusement.

“I guess you wanna know what it was like for everyone huh? Sure bud, and I’ll be sure to let you know when I gotta poop so you don’t get dirty~”

The Shaymin stood up over the smaller Cinderace, and gently lowered his butt down until Justin was squished into his anus. Justin moaned as the silken walls of his friend’s anus, humping the soft tissue. It didn’t smell all that bad, kinda musky but more akin to the scent of garden fertilizer. He settled again a wall and snuggled his way against it. Lester purred and moaned at feeling his friend inside him, his own Shaymin member growing a bit hard as well.

With that, Lester spread out his ears and took to the sky, flying away from his old life and the horrible it had been. With a new found purpose, and his best friend within him, the two set off to find more messes to clean up.