Your eyes widen as you see Bernard's fat boarhood coming out of his sheath. The plump, spiraled shape of that fat foot long pokehood glistened with sweat, and you quivered at the implications. He was a pokemon! A literal monster! The idea of beastiality didn't really sit well with you, not to mention the fact that you were fairly positive you didn't even swing that way! You try to crawl backwards as he looms forwards, the log you were sitting on straining under his weight before getting crushed down.
"B-bernard no, bad-" You start, but he lets out an angered, dominant growl and huffs a massive plume of fire... right down at you. Instinctively you scream of course, but discover instantly that it didn't hurt. When the flames cleared, you were still fine. You recalled that fire types could choose who their flames hurt specifically, but did that make that attack pointless? Or...
The night air felt especially cool suddenly, and you realized why. Your clothes were now flowing away, piles of ash around you beginning to get carried off by the wind. You were naked infront of your starter. In the moment you spent considering the implications of this, you didn't have time to react to Bernards paws coming down to grab you...
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