“On the next-”*click*”Jacksonville-”*click*”English, motherfucker! Do you speak it!?” Matt stopped changing channels and decided to watch that. It was a lazy Saturday night, Matt had nothing to do but sit on the couch with his little pet sylveon, Rose of Sharon, who was sitting in his lap, curled up in her blanket. “What’s a motherfucker,” Rose questioned. “I’ll explain at the commercials…” Matt replied absentmindedly, petting her softly. Rose just smiled and watched along. She was glad she had someone as smart as Matt. As the commercials shilled crap that nobody cared about, Matt to the time to look down at his Pokémorph.
Rose of Sharon (or just Rose) was a very small sylveon Pokémorph. She barely stood 4’2” with her ears up. She looked like any other sylveon, white fur with pink portions and large “flesh bows” just beneath her neck and in front of her left ear. She had a short muzzle with a pink button nose. Her baby-blue eyes shined softly like pearls in the light. She was had soft skin and fur, with small breasts and a cute ass. While she couldn't be called sexy, there was something about her cuteness that vaguely turned Matt on. Her most identifying feature was on her head, a small tuft of fur on the front that she liked to pretend was hair.
“Matt, what’s a motherfucker?” asked Rose, genuinely curious. Matt chuckled, “Someone Samuel L. Jackson hates, honey.” Pleased at his answer, Rose giggled and snuggled up deeper into Matt’s embrace, wrapping her head bows around him as best as she could. Rose loved Matt with all her heart, ever since the day they meet when she was very young. After that day, they were basically inseparable. She always wanted to see Matt happy and safe, something she felt she could only do with partial success. She would cheer him up on good days and bad but she always felt she couldn't keep him safe. She was always too little, how she wished she could be bigger. Bigger than Matt, maybe even bigger than the apartment they lived in. As the movie rolled on, Rose looked outside of the window and saw a shooting star. Taking her chance, Rose wished with all her heart that she could be bigger. Opening her eyes, she saw…that nothing happened. At all, nothing. Disappointed, Rose closed her eyes and quickly fell asleep while Matt repeated his favorite profanity ridden lines from the film. Looking down, Matt noticed that Rose had fell asleep, so gently carrying her he placed her in bed and when to finish the movie. After the end, Matt brushed his teeth and went to bed, saying goodnight to Rose before closing his eyes.
Little did they both know that by the power of love and magic (along with the fact that eevee DNA is basically the genetic equivalent silly-putty) Rose started to undergo a strange metamorphosis. Her wish was finally granted. But how will it play out? Will she be big now or will it be slow and subtle?
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