Everything felt fuzzy. Is this what it’s like to be dead? The world seemed so distant, all sensation felt like it was someone else’s. She remembered she’d died. But the memory didn’t come. Almost nothing did. Only vague feelings, emotions, and ideas. It was almost like she was flying, or, suspended at least. Floating on nothing, in a world of hazy thoughts and white light. If this is what it’s like, I’ll be fine like this forever. But something was happening. It was slow, so much so that she hadn’t noticed it at first. It was as if reality itself was twisting. Warping around her, picking up speed. Color began to blend with the pristine white glow, dulling its radiance. Feeling was returning, her body felt weight, and flesh, and bone… so stiff…

What’s going on? Am I not dead? Was I not shown the way by Arceus? The world crashed around her, and everything went still. She felt terrible, like a bad night’s sleep had ravaged her being. Her body was heavy, and slow. It didn’t seem to want to move. Her mind was groggy and unfocused. She felt sick. Her eyes peeled open as a dull ringing faded in. She was… what? The walls were a white she’d only seen on the teeth of newborns, so devoid of any other colors it hurt to look at. The place was like a cave, but with edges like she’d never seen, so flat and straight… There was light too, but not like fire or lightning. It was consistent, like the sun, but the color… It felt unnatural.

She managed to turn her head, and a pair of pokemon she’d never seen before came into view. They were bipedal, ordinary types if she had to guess, but they were much different than any ordinary types she’d seen before. They seemed to be talking. Arguing maybe? Why not just battle? She tried to listen, but only heard more of that piercing ring. Her head hurt, and she let it fall back down, tired of the strain. They seemed to notice, and they stopped arguing. Or more, one of them broke away from the other and rushed towards her. Dracozolt would’ve flinched backwards, if her body had been responding like ordinary. Instead she tensed slightly, shifting her head back some. The pokemon reached forwards and held Dracozolt’s head. It had a concerned look, and was saying something, but even the sharp tone she was hearing previously had begun to fade. She felt herself slipping into sleep, like slowly sliding down a hill. Her vision tunneled, and she could feel her heartbeat. So… I am… still… alive…

She woke much easier than before. The strange feeling of numbness and hazy thoughts had disappeared, replaced with the fantastically familiar feeling of just being tired. She pulled open her eyes, finding she was laying on her side. She was in another strange place, impossibly straight and flat surfaces, much like when she’d woken up the first time. But this place felt pleasant, and warm. She was on something soft, even softer than any nest she’d been able to make before. She stretched, feeling comfy and warm. Something flexed. Something she had never felt before. It pressed partially against her, jerking against her upper crotch. The more she noticed, the more she felt it. It was warm, and the flex had been pleasurable, like a ripple of sensation that tickled her brain. She did it again, this time holding taught and capturing the drawn out sensation. Her eyes drifted down as she took in her surroundings.

No, that cannot be right. Something was wrong with her waist. It was discolored, and HUGE. Her hips flared out far larger than they should, and in trying to move, she felt them heave with a weight she’d never experienced. The flexing. Dracozolt froze as it bobbed into view. A monstrous penis, tracing down below towards her own crotch. No… The thing nearly came up to her face, the shaft trying to reach up to press against her chest. How is this real? Didn’t I die? How is this feasible? A thousand questions roared through her mind, all the while one wondered grew louder, echoing off her skull as one shaky arm reached forward. What does it feel like?

She gripped the stiff shaft, the pliable outer skin giving way for her to squeeze the engorged tissue underneath. It felt so good, even to just squeeze a section of the thing was amazing. She failed to stop a yelp of surprise as pleasure shot through her brain. “Draahh!” And she couldn’t even get her claws all the way around. Something on the wall moved, making a clicking sound. She tried to jump to her feet, but her lower half was far slower than she was used to, and ended up in more of a stumble, falling forward to her knees on the soft pad she’d woken up on. Sounds filled the room, something like… speech? But… It was too complex to be a pokemon. They twisted and swirled, drawing into patterns and rhythms Dracozolt couldn’t find out.

A head popped inside. It was the pokemon from earlier! The one who’d held her head and tried to speak to her. Well, even now that Dracozolt could hear, it seemed she wouldn’t have been able to find out the strange pokemon anyway. The pokemon’s eyes widened, falling on the monolith between Dracozolt’s legs. She felt a wash of embarrassment, a sudden hatred of her altered half. This wasn’t HER! She’d been a girl with slit not just a few suns ago and now she was being ogled by this other ‘mon for her cock! She held her composure and hissed at the intruder, steadily getting to her feet. The pokemon garbled some more nonsense at her, but it meant nothing. Not a single discernible word. The creature did look concerned, though. Like it was worried about something.

Dracozolt wanted out. But she was trapped in this weird cave, lit by a miniature sun. But here was a hole. A cutout in the walls let real sunlight spill into the space, and it looked big enough for Drcozolt to leap through. With a sudden burst of speed, Dracozolt leapt towards the window. But her awkward legs tripped over each other, and instead of an opening to the outside, she was met with a facefull of glass pane. She rebounded off the invisible surface, her snout throbbing. What the…? Is it using a move? Dracozolt held her face with one hand, and reached forward with the other. Her claws tapped something, a solid surface like stone, not something like a pokemon move.

“You still wouldn’t fit through there, even if there wasn’t any glass.”

Dracozolt whipped around, surprised by the sudden burst of words she could find out.

“What-?”

A small furry blue pokemon stood below the other, the panel that had opened having swung further into the room. Its arms were crossed, staring at her with a mocking gaze. I could kill you right now… She felt her electric stores create, faster than they usually did. She felt stronger, like this lightning bolt would be the biggest she’d ever fired. She growled as sparks arched from her upper body around the room, feeling her powerful leg muscles charge her beyond capacity. The small pokemon yipped, and ducked behind the larger one’s leg. Dracozolt was shocked. Where was this all coming from? It was amazing! The larger pokemon spoke again, but it was all gibberish. Dracozolt looked back to it, feeling like she could take on the world. No way would some puny ordinary type stand a chance against her.

But something caught her off guard. The look in its eyes. It wasn’t fear, or challenge, or anger. It was worry. A worry that extended beyond themselves, a worrying for her. For Dracozolt herself. She let her static die down, the powerful electricity slowly diffusing back into their surroundings. The small blue pokemon peeked out from behind the larger’s leg, only for the leg to get pulled away from them in a step forward. It approached Dracozolt with its hands presented. To show it trusted Dracozolt not to harm the fragile limbs. Dracozolt was struck with shame. She hadn’t trusted this ‘mon for a second, she’d even been about to bolt it! And now, it cautiously approached her with enough trust to present its hands first.

On the bright side, Dracozolt’s erection had slipped away at some point during the mess and the embarrassing organ was no longer in plain sight. Feeling far less awkward and self-conscious, Dracozolt held still as the creature reached for her, and longer still as it ran its hands over Dracozolt’s head and neck. A sign that she trusted the ‘mon in turn.

“Are… are we cool?”

The small blue fur ball still stood just inside the cutout in the wall they’d come in from, not having dared to approach with the other pokemon. She looked to it with a harsh gaze.

“Who are you?”

“Dewott, my dude.”

His arrogant demeanor sure came back fast.

“What does that mean.”

“Dewott?”

“No. ‘Dude’.”

Dewott’s face turned into a smile.

“Y’know, my man, my guy, bro…”

“Like brother?”

“Yeah, that’s close enough.”

She narrowed her gaze.

“I am not male.”

His emotive face swapped to one of apology.

“Jee, sorry! Just was uhhh… hard to miss what you were sporting… earlier.”

The pokemon in front of Dracozolt turned its head back to Dewott, and spoke at him. Dewott nodded, and did something with his digits Dracozolt didn’t find out.

“Can do.”

“Wait, you know what it’s saying?”

Dewott spun around, and started out the rectangular hole on all fours.

“Not really, but I get the gist!”

Dracozolt could only stare at the spot the strange pokemon had once been standing, and try to wipe the look of utter confusion off her face.

It wasn’t long before a new pokemon walked in, Umbreon he said his name was. He could apparently speak for them both, Dracozolt and ‘Maddie’. Dracozolt didn’t have memories as much as they were feelings. The feelings of calm and terror, awe and sadness. Feelings of love. Some of these made part of her life clear. She’d had children at some point, she knew from the feeling. But others made her past uncertain. Moments of terror and others of acceptance. Had one of those been her death? Or the other? She had learned she had died. Millions of years ago, infact. The thing she had wondered was a strange pokemon was not one at all. It was a different creature called a human. They were weak and could not use moves like pokemon, but instead were so clever they had learned to bend the aspects to their will and make fantastical items.

As much as she was sure humans must be some servant of Arceus to do this, Umbreon had assured her that they’d done this through ‘science’, not Arceus. Making things like houses and pokeballs. But most importantly she learned about the mistake. The blunder of some cruel paleontologist that had ended with her upper half being fused to the lower half of a different pokemon. Maddie had learned quite a lot about Dracozolt too. Through Umbreon, Dracozolt had explained her lack of memory, the strangeness of waking up like this, and that she was most certainly a girl, despite what she may have seen. Maddie had listened intently, both while Dracozolt herself talked, and while Umbreon relayed the message, asking questions afterward, especially curious about what Dracozolt could remember.

It felt weird to drink from a cup. Almost… wrong. The strange liquid inside not making it seem any more ordinary, even if Umbreon had assured her it was just water with leaves soaked in it. It had grown quiet in the room, and as Dracozolt’s new rear had been too big to fit through the door frame, they hadn’t left. Every time she would look down, she would surprise herself with her embarrassing lower half. Before she’d been thin and spritely, fast enough to run down a Rampardos, and nimble enough to escape a Tyrantrum. But now, she was slow and heavy, so clumsy and wide she ran into everything. Not to mention male.

She already missed the shallow, elegant curves into her slit, she could feel the memory. But this bulky crotch held a monster she couldn’t control. It’d just come out, and she couldn’t stop its slow rise. Even at seemingly nothing, it would rear its shameful self and make Dracozolt cower in humiliation. It’d already come back out several times today, and while the organ felt amazing, it embarrassed her. It was too big, too prominent. It screamed to the world of something she’d rather keep private. Her slit had been so hidden, yet displayable when she wanted. She’d be able to play her curves to quart her lover. But now, this thing would just bust itself out whenever it wanted, and flop proudly for everyone to see.

The silent spell made Dracozolt uncomfortable. Her thoughts had become scary since she’d learned about this new world she’d been dropped into. Her primal self still wanted to run, to escape this nightmare, but her mind reminded her it was impossible. Everywhere would be like this, and worse, it would be without Maddie. The wondered that her life was just like this now, that she’d be stuck as this weird mashup of two pokemon forever. That she might never feel truly comfortable with herself again. She squashed the thoughts, refocusing on the scene around her. Maddie looked out the window at the darkening sky, bringing her mug up for a sip, and Umbreon smiled to himself, nose in a book he’d brought in with him.

Maddie had been so nice, listening and asking questions, it made Dracozolt happy. And when she looked at Maddie, she couldn’t help but feel almost hopeful, like that with Maddie’s help, she might be able to make this work. Dracozolt took another sip, getting used to pouring the contents down her muzzle. It did taste good, and the warmth of the drink felt nice as it slid down her throat. She let out a sigh, and let herself sink into the mattress beneath her. Oh no… She’d gotten too complacent. Her cock began to worm its way out of her slit, parting the folds and exposing itself to the world. She shifted uncomfortably, trying in vain to slow its advance. But growing hard was too much stimulation, especially when it was this big. The harder it got, the better it felt. The better it felt, the harder it got. A cycle she didn’t know how to break.

So she struggled, letting out little moans as it pushed its way out, inch after hardening inch. Umbreon shot over a glance, but quickly grew flustered when he saw what was happening and turned his attention back to his book. Maddie watched, much to Dracozolt’s distress, as it stiffened up, threatening to slap against the raptor’s chest, only for it to stop just shy. Maddie said something, her eyes still on Dracozolt. Umbreon gave her a look, and said something in human. Maddie snapped back, pointing and spraying more garbled noise. Umbreon sighed, and turned to Dracozolt. She nervously held her cup, pretending she hadn’t been paying attention to their exchange.

“Dracozolt, Maddie… ah, wants to know if you would like…”

He shifted his eyes away, and then back again.

“Help.”

He seemed to shift as well, flattening himself out on the mattress. As if he was trying to hide something. Is he… erect too? Maddie reached over to Dracozolt, steadying her lightly trembling arm. Dracozolt wanted to. She wanted to have Maddie help, to make this thing go away, but she knew what Maddie’s actual solution was. And to be honest… she sort of wanted it. This thing… if she was to be stuck with it, she might as well enjoy it. Her sudden confidence was lost when she came back to the real world to discover her massive dick pulsing in front of her. Its intensity was dominating, demanding attention. Maddie squeezed her forearm, reminding her she was still there.

“Tell her… yes. Please.”

Umbreon’s cheeks lit up, his ears tucked back, and he pressed forward into the book. His hind legs shifted, as if to lift himself a bit. He spoke in human, and Maddie grew a smile. Maddie began taking off her clothes. It hadn’t really struck Dracozolt, until now, that Maddie was a girl. Sure Umbreon had used feminine pronouns but Dracozolt hadn’t really wondered about it. She’d never really been attracted to, nor ever even been with another girl. Maddie gently reached out to grasp Dracozolt’s oversized member, awing at its size. Though, maybe referring to myself as a girl is stretching the truth a little…

A massive rippling throb shook her cock, the feeling making her shudder and moan. It felt so good, Maddie holding it below the nobs at the tip and feeling up her base with the other. Dracozolt’s hips jerked slightly, attempting to force on that another wonderful bout of friction. Maddie said something, and fell backwards onto the mattress, still holding Dracozolt’s cock. She let out an eep, and leaned forward to allow her length to fall with Maddie, its weight landing on her with a lewd smack. God, this view is unreal… My HUGE dick… laying on this willing girl… how is this… reality?

Dracozolt thrust forward, raking her shaft over Maddie’s body. Maddie giggled, and used her arms to squeeze her breasts around Dracozolt, and placed her hands on top, encasing as much of her prick as Maddie could. Dracozolt nearly lost it, she thrusted into Maddie’s embrace as hard as she could, driven by the alien pleasure of her new tool. Maddie was squeezing her just right, and the sensation of all the different parts of Maddie’s body against her sensitive flesh made her crave more. She was leaking pre onto Maddie’s face, but the girl didn’t seem to mind. In fact, on one thrust forward, she even slipped Dracozolt’s tip into her mouth, running her tongue over the sensitive knobs.

But just as suddenly as she’d taken in her cock, Maddie popped it out and released her full body grip on Dracozolt’s trembling length. She’d been so close! Why had she stopped?! Maddie turned to Umbreon, who was still close by and had been pretending to not be paying attention, and said something. Dracozolt had forgotten he was there, and suddenly felt deeply embarrassed at what they’d been doing just a few meters from him. He shuffled, and responded. Maddie pouted and said something back, but Umbreon just put the book over his head, trying to ignore her. Dracozolt stood there not knowing what was going on, her hard, throbbing cock still laying on Maddie, spewing lubrication over her while Dracozolt tapped her claws.

A devilish look grew on Maddie’s face as she reached out, sliding a bit out from under Dracozolt. She nabbed one of Umbreon’s hind legs. He jolted up, letting out a surprised arf, and was quickly dragged over. As he was dragged over, Umbreon left a wet spot where he’d been laying. This was all as surprising to Dracozolt as it was to Umbreon, so when Umbreon suddenly ended up on top of her cock, she froze. Now feeling the hard proof that Umbreon did in fact have an erection, the sensation of his shaft against her own was almost… exciting. Dracozolt felt like she shouldn’t be feeling this way, just a while ago she wasn’t sure if she’d ever feel right again. But now she wanted to experience everything.

Maddie had the widest grin, and watched the flustered pup come to terms with the fact that he was now frotting the biggest dick he’d ever seen. Umbreon nervously hugged Dracozolt with the inner parts of his legs, his paws pulled up to hang in the air. Maddie threw her arms around Umbreon, squeezing the two around Dracozolt’s cock, and bathing it in more sensation and warmth than she wondered feasible. She thrusted. All the things she rubbed against, Maddie’s belly, Umbreon’s fur, her thighs, the inside of his legs, her breasts, his cock… Everything pressed against her entire dick, overwhelming her mind. She moaned and roared, thrusting into the pocket the two created for her. Maddie even getting in some oral pleasure as her throbbing dick slid between them.