"Wendy, Wendy can you hear me!" "Not so loud." Wendy groaned as she rubbed her head, slowly opening her eyes. She heard him give a sigh of relief. "Thank goodness, how do you feel, are you alright?" "Just a little sore, why what's going on?" She asked. "Uh, well ..." He trailed off. "Leon, whatever's wrong you can tell, wait? ... Why am I on the ground?" As her vision cleared and she get a clear look at Leon, she noticed that he was looking down at her concerned. As well as "Wait, what's that on my face?" She went to poke at some weird brown thing that was resting on her face, only to get a good look at her hand. "Is that a glove?" She asked as she saw her hands were covered in brown fur, and cream fluff circled around her wrist. "No, it's not." Leon answered, looking guilty. "Then what is this, and why does my chest feel so heavy?" She asked, trying to sit up. "Wendy wait!" Leon tried to stop her. Wendy ignored him and sat up, feeling the weight shifting as she did. Looking down her eyes widen to the size of dinner plates as she starred down at a massive pair of breasts that were covered in brown fur. "What?" She asked, unable to process what she was seeing. Looking over her hands she noticed that the brown spread further from her wrists as she was covered in it. "What?!" Doing her best to look over her body she found her thighs had thickened, her rear had swelled up with a cotton tail, and she was completely covered in the brown fur. "Wait, am I, did I?" She asked as she started realize what was happening. She grabbed at the brown thing protruding from her and realized it was a part of her, it was a muzzle. Feeling up she couldn't find her hair and a pair of long ears that had been looming in the corner of her vision. "Am I Lopunny!?"
Leon couldn't answer her, looking away in shame that he couldn't protect her. "I'm sorry." Was all he could say.
"Leon." She said, reaching out to put a hand on his shoulder. "Please, what happened?"
Letting out a sigh, he turned back to face her. "Remember the Buneary from before?" She nodded. "It ran straight towards you too fast for me or Sasha to do anything to stop it before it bit you. As soon as it did, it just ran off that way." He pointed towards some brush that Sasha was guarding. "I went over to check on you and as soon as I did, fur started to sprout from the wound. You panicked and started to moan," he blushed, "like you were enjoying it."
Wendy could feel her cheeks warm. "I, I didn't, you know?" She asked.
Leon coughed. "I stopped looking when you, grew." He replied.
"Thank you." She smiled.
He gave her a smile back, before it disappeared. "After you stopped making noises, I looked back and saw that you ended up like this." He said gesturing to her.
"So, what do we do now?" She asked.
"I don't know, none of this was supposed to happen." He admitted.
"What about a Pokecenter, maybe they could—" Stopping herself, she looked at Leon quizzically. "What do you mean, this wasn't supposed to happen?" She asked.
Leon tried to figure out how to answer her in a way that didn't make him sound completely insane. "I saw it in a dream. 'Smooth Leon.'
"A dream?" She asked.
"Yeah." He replied, rubbing the back of his neck nervously. "I had a dream about that Buneary and there was a guy walking past here. It jumped and bit him like it did to you and he transformed into a Lopunny, a female Lopunny." He added that last part hesitantly. "So when I woke up this morning I took Sasha and ran out here to try and stop it."
Wendy sat there for a few minutes as she processed what he had just told her. "Okay, I guess that makes sense." She said, much to his relief. "So, did you know the guy?"
"No, never seen him before in my life." He said. "And it looks like he didn't come this way either."
"So, do you want to wait for him, or go after that Buneary?" Wendy asked.
"I think we can go, maybe get you to a pokecenter to see if they can help you." He suggested.
"But if the Buneary's still around here won't it attack that guy if he comes through here?" She pointed out.
"True." He didn't want to stick around to see if it really was still here, but he couldn't just let it roam free right. Then again, he didn't go after it the last time, when he never saw it attack Sam to begin with. "Sasha." He called out, "do you think it could come back?"
She shook her head, before hissing out, "It's scent faded."
Wendy's eyes lit up. "What did you say?"
"That they're not coming back?" Sasha replied, confused.
"Oh my gosh!" Wendy squealed excitedly. "I can understand you!"
"Well, you are technically a pokemon now." Leon pointed out.
"Oh right." She giggled. "Still, I can't believe that I can understand pokemon now."
"Fair enough." Leon said. "So do you still want to wait here?"
"I guess we could go." Wendy said hesitantly. "If you're sure it's not coming back?" She asked Sasah.
"Certain." Sasha replied.
"Okay, then I guess we can head to the next town then." She said as she started to stand. As she got up, she began to wobble as she tried to find her balance. Leon quickly moved to try and catch her in case she fell. After stumbling for a bit, she was able to find her new center of gravity.
"Are you good?" Leon asked, picking up Sasha.
"Yeah, just figuring out how to balance all of this." She said, gesturing to her curves.
"Alright then, let's go." Leon said, leading the way.
As Wendy followed behind, both nervous and excited about her situation. Sure she was a pokemon now, but she actually had tit*! Real, full, breasts with a bouncing bubble butt to go along with it! She finally had the figure that she had dreamt about for years, she almost wanted to celebrate. But the question now was, would Leon like them? A part of her wanted to say yes, he was a guy after all and guys liked girls with curves, but she wasn't human anymore. If they couldn't fix her at the pokemon center, then what would it mean for them? Would he want her, would he even be attracted to her? He seemed to be bashful when talking about her form, but was that just him trying not to get turned on or feeling awkward about the situation? Either way, she hopped they could be something after all of this.
