Chapter #6Your Littlw Lazy Leafeon by: Kugos   Back when you were young you had a little Eevee, she was always energetic running around, climbing on furniture jumping on and off of things. People always told you when you evolve your eevees their personality changes completely depending on who you choose. After having a wild fluffy little Eevee breaking plenty of your belongings, expensive figurines pretending to be a monster and smashing them or biting off pieces, you were ready for something more calm.
Living in a sunny state, you wanted her to be able to spend plenty of time outside in your yard and enjoy the sunlight, and maybe not destroy your furniture. So when the time came you decided on Leafeon, took your Eevee to the mossy rock and after plenty jumping around on it she sure enough evolved.
When she became Leafeon her fur became much shorter than the extra bushy Eevee, her hips widened giving her a decently sized rear, her chest grew as well, looking plenty weighty and her feet grew out with green leaves on her ankles and toes to halfway down her sole remaining the brown they were before. Strangely after she evolved she seemed to have passed out so you carried her home. Much heavier now, but feeling her chest squeeze on your back and holding her by her larger rear you had a nice walk home.
As time went on you learned how much your pokemon changed, she's become more nocturnal, but there's not much difference in your eyes. She spends her day in the sun now, laying in the grass absorbing its heat. When night comes, she tends to lay on your sofa channel chasing for hours. She also has no sense of personal space, when she comes in on more than one occasion she sees you watching a show and sits in your lap or lays on the couch throwing her feet on your lap.
It took some getting used to, but now it's not really an issue, she's not the most talkative in the day, but she does talk quite a bit during night while watching shows together. Or 'asking' you to bring her stuff so she doesn't have to get up. Plenty of times she's mentioned how you should give your pokemon some pampering while she's already sitting or laying on you. Not really in a flirty way, she just likes to be be rubbed all around, nothing you'd complain about.
After a while you realized you were kind of missing the energetic Eevee she used to be, you don't know what it was that you missed though, it's not like she's too different and you feel like you get along a lot easier not having to yell at her all the time. It took one day for you to realize almost in an instant. She laid on your sofa, kicked her heavy feet up on your lap and you saw on her sole, plastered to it, one of your toys from when you were much younger that she must've stepped on. You stared at it a bit, the little army man weapon broken and face stuck to her foot, and didn't even care. You pull it off and pretend that he's climbing up her wiggling foot, making his whole body slide up her sole to her toes. You hear Leafeon giggle saying "Master, a massage was just what I needed right now." She stretched her foot to your face, seemed so much smaller when put up to your head instead the toy's. The thought of being that toy really started exciting you more and more.
While rubbing her feet you pull the toy out and keep sliding it around her feet, you see her face smile more happily when you use the tiny toy rather than your own hands. Just to experiment, you toss the toy up her body. It bounces up her large thighs and rests on her stomach giving another bounce before settling. Leafeon doesn't even glance at it. And the thought of running all over your mountain of a pokemon as she just lies there starts driving you wild. It wasn't that you missed her as Eevee, so much as that watching her toy around smashing toys was what you wanted.
Now when Leafeon would plop herself in your lap or lay on you, while shes watching TV you'd use your fingers or other little toys and pretend to walk all along her body. The large leaves on her add to make her seem like an island or natural mountain. A couple times she'd ask you what your doing, and your best excuse tended to be that it's part of a massage. She's been pretty easy going so it wasn't too hard.
One time as she was sunbathing you put little toys next to her body, and during her sunbathing she rolled over toppling all of them at once. You felt a little odd doing these sort of traps but whenever she stepped on, rolled on or sat on your toys, you'd see her adjust herself then sigh in relaxation.
She never asked you about your interests so you assumed she never knew or noticed. All until tonight when Leafeon comes up to you oddly talkative. "Hey master, I was going to make a salad, did you want one?" Leafeon not just plopping down on you demanding food was surprising, but offering to make you some was completely unheard of. You say sure and see her skip into the kitchen. After a while she comes back with only one plate.
"Weren't you making one for you too?" You ask her confused
"I already ate it while making yours, it's easier for me to just eat the head of lettuce whole." That sounds more like her laziness, still the fact she made you one you appreciate and thank her for. You look at the plate and notice it has some strange greenish blue dressing all over it. You worry about eating it for a second, her lack of cooking and only eating makes you think she maybe mixed something together she shouldn't have. But with her happy face looking at you ready to feed you you dig in. Luckily it doesnt taste too different from the simple dressing you use, it's safe to say she may've put in food coloring thinking it was an ingredient. Or it would be.
Halfway through waiting you feel strange, you set the plate on the coffee table and her awaiting smile widens as you feel like the cushion you're on is sinking into the sofa. You get up and Leafeons looking at you eye to eye...although you used to be taller than her, and her big brown eyes seem to be rising above you. You know for sure, you're shrinking down more. Neither you nor Leafeon say anything. You're in shock and she just smiles. Once you sink to her cheat level all you see are her bare breasts that she hugs your head to and topples you down onto the sofa under her.
She pins you down and straddles you saying "You ready to play on me like all those toys you've been having climb around?" So she did notice, she's so aloof you never can read her past being hungry "I will admit it took me a bit to realize you weren't just massaging me, but hey it did feel good sometimes sitting on your trucks and feeling them break under my butt." Her eyes go from wide to a more closed smirk and desiring stare "And maybe soon you'll be able to fit in the truck too~" you cower a bit as you keep shrinking in your clothes and her weight keeps you pinned under her increasing thighs. She sits up giggling playfully "Not that I'd crush a truck you're in of course, but my booty is pretty soft as you know, so it might be fun to be under it for a while."
Leafeon hops off of you as you continue to shrink on the sofa, she keeps going from watching you shrink and turning around watching your show. You stop shrinking at about half of your height, its hard to compare yourself to Leafeon when you sit on the sofa and she's standing. But judging by how low your back is compared to the back of the sofa you can take a guess.
"Oh you already stopped? I thought you were going to get way little, like your little toys or maybe even tinier." She looks at your plate on the table "Oh that's right, you always were a slow eater, you took so long the shrinking kicked in before you had the full dose." She grins down at you "Well, we can let you shrink more in a sec, after this show." She turns herself around wiggling her butt in front of you. It was already big, she had plenty times of dropping it on your head when you laid down, so you saw up close it could cover your head, but now, twice that size, it's going to cover a lot more.
She finally stops shaking it then jumps back, the now giant rear, both pushes you into to sofa, and the cheeks are wide enough they overtake your lap. Her crack ends right before your neck, leaving your head behind her back and pushed into the back cushions. Just like all those toys Leafeon sat on, she engages her natural routine, shaking her hips to get comfortable, nearly toppling you over with the amount of force she has grinding her cheeks on your lap. Then she puffs up her chest and gives a relaxed sigh as she lays back harder, pushing you in more. Your arms stick out barely passing past her lengthy hips, tapping around until she covers them with her hands.
"You can massage me after this show master, then we can get make you really really small. I want you to be as happy as possible for letting me be happy and lazy. Of course, me laying around is just what you want you little explorer, isn't it?"
Leafeons going to sit on you for a while, the weight isn't too bad, and she was telling the truth about her nice soft doughy rear, it just sinks just around you. All you can do is wait for the show to end, but then, will you eat the rest of the salad and be smaller, or enjoy your half sized times with Leafeon for a while?  | Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
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