This is part of a Pokemon fan body horror comic/visual novel/thing illustrated by Spepingooze and scripted and written by me. The current full story, a link to part one and all current pages can be found here. https://www.dropbox.com/scl/fi/499p8fv3iuowtbue7ny6b/P.K.M.N-Infestation-Part-2.paper?rlkey=h5r64j37gncwbe3evrv9ams9f&st=zj5km3ds&dl=0

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Bea smashed into Vivian's back like a charging Rhyhorn, the flying tackle knocking her off her feet. Unable to keep a grip, the impact rocketed the pokéball containing her precious Muk from her hand, unactivated.

"NO!"

Vivian's fingers flailed, trying to recapture the ball, but Bea's plated fists seized around Vivian's wrists, lifting her into the air in an arm lock hold.

"Let go of Me!"

Vivian shrieked, panic-stricken, as tentacles coiled around her chest and legs, pulling her tight to the mutant gym leader's body. The creature's proud breasts squished against Vivian's shoulder blades, pebbly nipples rubbing against the cheap fabric of her dress. Vivian was dwarfed by Bea, who now easily towered over six feet tall. Vivian was like a plush toy in the Amazon's grip; her senses were engulfed in the musky scent of burnt cinnamon.

"He, he!"

Bea chirped delightedly in Vivian's ear as she rested her chin on her shoulder. Her glittering eyes flitted over to glance at Vivian's own.

"Caught yooou, Miss Burglar!~"

Bea spoke with an innocent eagerness, enhanced by her stumbling and stuttering over her words. Her voice occasionally reached a hypersonic pitch, as if she was struggling to remember how to speak. But despite the upbeat voice, a violent and hungry menace underlay every utterance from the chimera.

"You know, b-breaking into other peoplezz homes is pretty damn shady. You mussst be a pretty rotten p-person to go breaking the chain on my door like that. That makess it okay for me to do whatever I w-want with you, Miss Burglar."

The Yanma girl grinned, her predatory teeth too sharp for a human. Vivian couldn't help but shudder as she guessed Bea's intention.

"Wait! D-don't eat me! I'm not a Burglar, I swear."

Vivian shrilly pleaded, trying to squirm out of Bea's hold. But she might as well have been a lone wishiwashi trapped in a Clawitzer's vice grip for all the good it did her.

"Eat you?"

For a moment, Bea seemed nonplused, but her evil smile quickly returned.

"Hmmm, why not? You s-smell soo sweet!"

At that, the creature breathed deeply before letting out her breath in an exaggerated sigh like a gourmand savouring the aroma of a piping hot pie."

'Not good!'

Desperate, Vivian switched tact, hoping a half-truth might get her out of this.

"Listen! I'm with Team Rescue! They sent my squad here to investigate the Yanma outbreak. We can help cure—Argh!"

Vivian screamed as a careless shrug from Bea threatened to pull her arms from their sockets. More blue tentacles slid out from the corners of Vivian's peripheral vision, looping around and binding her limbs. Her skin crawled at the touch of the clammy, boneless limbs. She had expected them to be cold, but they radiated mammalian warmth. Bea finally replied as she readjusted her grip, her voice disinterested and distracted.

"Huh? What are you yan-yammering about? You had your chaaance to run away when you noticed the door was locked. A-Anyway, whatever you're blabbering about, it’s probably too late for me now."

Vivian blinked back her tears; she had to get through to this monster somehow. Any hope she had of promotion had been tossed aside; survival was all that mattered, regardless of the cost.

"In that case, Team Rescue has tons of resources. More than you can imagine. Money, food, tech, pokémon. Just let me go, and we can get you anything you want!"

This caught the monster's interest, her pupils pulsing again as they stared unblinkingly into Vivian's eyes. Her face froze in a strange alien expression before her lips pursed into a mischievous smile, like a Meowth playing with its prey.

"Hey... Hey, Miss Burglar. I was thinking, m-maybe I'll forgive you... But you have to promise me one thing, got it?"

"W-what is it?"

Vivian asked warily. She had resolved to do anything to survive, but that sudden change in Bea's demeanour sent chills up her back.

"You have to promise to become my... Girl~"

The words were spoken in a bright, crisp tone, leaving Vivian to sputter at the sincerity. Of all the things, she hadn't expected that.

"Eh! Y-your g-girl! You don't- you can't mean like a 'girlfriend'?!"

Unconcerned by Vivian's confusion, the monster girl ducked her head down, peeking around Vivian's right flanks. Her eyes eagerly looked over Vivian's front with excited curiosity. At the same time, the club-like head of the gym leader's tail slithered across her left thigh.

"Not a bad d-deal, right?"

Bea chattered cheerfully.

"I d-dont punish you for trespasssing... and in exchange you become MINE~."

"Wait! Look, I-I'm very... um... flattered. But there has to be s-somebody else you would like more than me... I-I-I"

Vivian babbled her protestation, her voice petering out on little more than a strangled whisper. Bea's demand was ridiculous. As if Vivian would allow herself to become this thing's romantic partner. But it wasn't like she could outright refuse her...

"Commooon... stop complaining. I'm not too h-hidous for you, right?"

Bea asked sulkily, puffing her cheeks. Her predatory countenance faltered momentarily as a shy blush crept across her face.

"I never put much thought into my looks. B-but I'll do my best to make myself look good for you. If that's what you want... Darling?"

A dry croaking was the only response that Vivian's hanging mouth could give to that word.

'Darling?! She nuts, already acting like we're already a couple.'

Snapping her jaw shut, Vivian scrambled for an idea to buy time—hopefully, something that wouldn't make her resemble a dimwitted Toxicroak.

'Ho-hold on! We just met, after all. We have to go on a date or- or- something- to give me enough time to consider your offer- Hey! The fuck! Let go of my skirt!'

The claspers at the end of Bea's tail tugged at the hem of Vivian's skit, pulling them up to expose her black panties emblazoned with the Rocket R. At the same time, a pair of blue tentacles explored her chest, the finger-like growths prodded inquisitively. As if excited by the scent of prey, one of the worms bolted, coiling around the circumference of her right breast to constrict hungrily. Vivian recoiled at its touch, her eyes squeezing shut, her mind quavering at Bea's now unmistakably carnal desire for her.

'Nononononononono! This can't be real. This must be a nightmare from inhaling Muks's fumes. I'm not here. I must be back at the safe house detoxing on my bunk.'

Vivian's protestations towards Bea's proposal had been reduced to mewling whimpers as the tentacles continued to roughly toy with her breast. Her underwear had become moistened with wet fear as the bulk of Bea's tail slid under her skit. Seemingly on purpose, its smooth underside ground against Vivian's pubic mound as it worked its prongs past her belt. Hot air entered her ear canal as Bea returned her head to rest over Vivan's shoulder.

"Hey... You wanna know something, darling~?"

The words were spat in a growl pitched in painfully sharp harmonics. It barely sounded human, more like the shrieks of a bug pokémon being crudely hammered into human language.

"I was never planning to give you a choice in the first place!"

Vivian shuddered like a whismer as Bea giggled at her distress. A squelching noise came from the mutant's throat, and another gust of warm, humid air caressed Vivian's neck.

"I know I said I wouldn't eat'cha..."

Bea simpered playfully.

"But I think I'm still owed a taste… Mlam'

Vivian couldn't help but wail in dismay as the twin points of Bea's prehensile tongue hooked around her chin. Her left eyelid spasmed, opening and shutting at the uncannily rough texture of the muscle. The main body glided up and down her cheek, scraping it like a pumice stone and coating her skin with a thick, dripping layer of saliva. As Bea slurped Vivian's face, her throat hummed with appreciation.

"Mmmmmm, jus lik I thot..."

Bea gulped as she retracted her tongue.

"Yep, like a lum berry; I can't wait to gobble the rest of you up~!"

Vivian's nerve snapped.

"Help!."

Vivian tried to scream as loud and hard as possible, no longer caring about how Bea might punish her. There was no way to break the hybrid out of her perverse fantasy. She hoped that either one of her teammates or another apartment tenant might hear and rescue her. But her cries sounded shrill and weak.

"Somebody help! Save me!""Shhh, d-don't bother~."

Bea cooed, giving Vivian a quick peck on the neck as her tail slipped underneath Vivian's bra and settled into her cleavage. The tip of something warm and soft had emerged from it, pressing against Vivian's breastplate and oozing.

"The apartment is soundproofed. No one's coming to save you, darling. You're mine! Mine! I won't let anybody take you from me."

Bea's possessive declaration was all the more unsettling because of the isolated despair that bled into the savagery of her words. As she spoke, Bea's tail trashed under Vivian's clothing, mirroring its owner's intense emotions. Her bra creaked as it stretched.

"Hey..."

Bea husked shyly as if her maelstrom of agitated emotions had just been flicked off.

"... I know it's kinda sudden, but don't you think it's important for me to know what my darling's b-body looks like? A-After all; you've already had an eyeful of mine; I saw you seeking a peek, so it's only fair. You're not allowed to say no."

Before Vivian could respond, Bea's tail pulled away from her in an explosive burst. Vivian felt the elastic in her bra snap, and then-

'Shrippp!'

The muscular tail tore through Vivian's uniform like tissue paper, ripping the front into shreds. The remains hung loosely from her sleeves and collar. The desecrating tail squirted sticky fluid from its throbbing growth as it twisted away.

"You look s-so much better wiiithout that ugly R... right darling?"

Vivian looked down in stunned stupefaction at her exposed breasts and panties, her face glowing hot with fear and embarrassment. From over her shoulder, Bea grinned smugly, proud of her violent display of strength. With the barrier removed, Bea's tentacles swarmed in to molest Vivian's bare body. Their owner's voice tittered with honest happiness as Vivian stuttered uselessly as the rubbery limbs stroked her skin.

“Hmhmhmhmhmhmhm! Cute~!” "Y-Y-You-"