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You choose to stand your ground and protect Mannus. Ernest fires his gun which shoots out a ray of energy, aiming directly for you. However, upon reaching you, a psychic barrier absorbs the energy completely. Whatever the Plasma Grunt was trying to accomplish failed. You breathe a sigh of relief as Mannus is unharmed. Unfortunately, the same can’t be said for your employer.

 

Burke discharges an energy blast which causes Mr. Swanson to go down with a sudden shock and collapse to the floor. Your ears perk up in alarm, immediately running up to your employer to check if he’s all right. He appears fine, but something is happening.

 

His body seems to refine itself, underneath you. It does not seem to lose or grow in size, but merely seems to be adjusting itself. As you lay your hands on him, you can feel his muscles underneath. You can feel the energy coiling inside them, demanding to be sprung out. Something writhes out from underneath his coat, worming its way out and lengthening before curling at the tip. It’s very reminiscent of that of a Meowth’s tail…or perhaps a Persian? It’s hard to say either way, but you soon find yourself distracted by the growing ears, round and twitching.

 

He looks up at you with strange new eyes. They’ve become feral and insidious, despite his gentle disposition to you as you try and help him out. As you hold onto his hand, you gaps as his nails fall out and are quickly replaced with hooked, retractable claws. He asks you what is happening, but you find you are unable to respond to his question as crème fur spreads along his hands and his face. The tip of his nose turns dark and fleshy, resembling something familiar and feline. The fact that Meowth has no nose immediately ruled it out. Mr. Swanson must have been becoming a Persian!

 

Your boss now complains there is something off about his teeth. As he puts a finger inside, he gasps and pulls it out immediately, commenting on how much sharper his teeth now were. He looks at his hands and gasps. Pink padding has begun to swell on both his palms. You’re unable to keep a hold on him as he falls over and freaks out, screaming at the top of his lungs. He then begins howling in discomfort as his shoes swell out, ready to burst at any minute. You take the initiative to remove them, letting his new feet grow out before they destroyed his footwear.

 

“What on earth is happening?” Mr. Swanson gasped, looking in utter horror as the fur spreads to his face. He glares up at the two Plasma Grunts with an angry look, “What did you just do to me?!”

 

“That was a Mutagen Ray, courtesy of dear Colress,” Burke responded, twirling the gun. “Turns people into Pokemorphs. Quite unpredictable, actually. Never know what a person’ll turn into.”

 

“No, you can’t do this to me! You’ve turned me into a freak! I’ll be ruined!” Mr. Swanson crawled up to them, holding his handpaws to beg. “Please, I’ll pay you anything! I’ll do anything!”

 

“It’s a little late for that,” Ernest grumbled.

 

“Exactly what he said,” Burke nodded. “You had your chance, now you get your proper reward.”

 

“No! Noooo!” Mr. Swanson said crumbling to the floor. He was certainly taking this very poorly. Still, part of you feels sorry for him as you kneel down and comfort your boss. His whiskers have grown in much like his new feline muzzle and furcoat. What had once been a somewhat snooty rich man was now a pathetic Persian Morph, lamenting over the loss of what he treasured most—his humanity.

 

It isn’t long before the police barge in. The Plasma Grunts try to escape but are cutoff by Edric and the other servants. After their arrest, Mr. Swanson contemplates his situation.

 

“What am I to do? Where will I go?” Mr. Swanson asked, “I am no longer recognized as a citizen. My wealth is to be repossessed and distributed. I am to be evicted from my own house. How could this happen to me? I have lost everything.”

 

As you contemplate this new situation, you look from behind you and see a familiar sight. That old door has once again appeared, this time built into the wall. Once again, it appears you’re being offered a way out of here. Do you dare leave all this behind and start all over?

 




Written by wrathofautumn on 14 June 2018


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