Psyduck woke up with a raging headache, as usual, causing him to bowl over in pain. However, the headache subsided in less than a minute, thankfully. The yellow duck Pokemon found himself in an familiar room, but at the same time not the room she should be in-it was the Pokemon Gym, his trainer's gym. Panic began to set in as he could not remember how he got there. He should be in his Pokeball right now! But a large yawn made it's way from across the room, somewhere.
Turning his head, Psyduck saw his trainer, Misty, beached to the floor with two school buses for breasts with her sleeping on them.
Psyduck was wide eyed at what just he saw. Then, his memories clicked in.
“Oh yeah. She's part Pokemon now.”
Truthfully, Psyduck did not understand what happened yesterday, or why Arceus was there, or why Misty seemed to like her newfound body so much, but he did know that she forgot to put him back in his Pokeball before falling asleep. In fact, she forgot to put all of them back inn their Pokeballs! Turning bac around, Psyduck saw that all of her Pokemon had fallen asleep in a huge pile on the floor, waiting for Misty to feed them.
Understandably, Psyduck was a little miffed at the situation. So much so, that he was determined to march right up to her trainer, wake her up, and demand that he be fed! Well, maybe not demand, but still. With a huff, Psyduck turned back around to face his sleeping goddess slash trainer, but paused as something...began to happen to her right in front if his eyes.
While Misty's tits were enormous on their own right, it appeared that Misty's behind as well began to undergo a side affect of the new power radiating through her body. Slowly, but most surely, her hips shoved out of her skimpy tight shorts, leaving them to hang out for all the world to see, widening and thickening, broadening by entire feet as the Pokemon/Human fusion's hourglass figure perfects itself, more of her body smothering the tiled floor of her gym. In her sleep, Misty tongue lolls out of her mouth, and her moans fill the building, rattling the windows and threatening to set off car alarms up and down the street outside. her butt begins to grow - both smooth, globular and perky cheeks expanding; inflating; almost flowing outwards, growing in a single smooth surge of size - rounder, even perkier, larger and larger. Handfuls of supple buttflesh become more than handfuls, then more than that; her skin soft and smooth enough to engulf the hands of anyone daring enough to grope her.
It was not until Misty had acquired the perfect bubble butt did the growth finally stop. Her gigantic rear end gently smooshed into the side of the building, making the place creak and groan in protest. They were perfectly the exact same size as Misty's breasts, that is to say, the size of a school bus. Each. To Psyduck, it was rather curious to see his trainer be like this, sandwiched between wobbling masses that just so happened to be apart of her body. Like a toothpick smashed in between two Wailords.
Realizing he was too tired to put up with another round of Misty being expanded, Psyduck went back to the pile of Pokemon to go back to sleep. He could eat tomorrow. Besides, it was never a good idea to wake up Misty.
The Next Morning...
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