Quilava TF Story

Not an easy Lifelong Dream

„Oh, shit."
His Quilava had landed a critical hit.
„Fuck! Till now I have been doing this shit and now it's dead!"
The words were hardly louder than a whisper, but you could hear Adan's discontent easily. He jumped up of his bed.
„What's the matter?" He had seen this question coming but hadn't wanted to hear it, so he tried to  calm down. It wasn't his sister's fault.
„I've been looking for a damn Shiny Pokémon for about eight hours! And then a golden Geodude appears and dies from a single Tackle! That SUCKS." That was certainly true. He wanted to throw his DS to the ground, but he was no idiot. Maybe other people would do this, but he could control himself. At least he thought so.
„Why, what have you done?" Ilona knew how to make her brother angry. She was 8 years old and her brother was 14, and as time went on she had become very good at estimating him.
„Dammit! It was a CRITICAL HIT! Now leave me alone!"
Some seconds later Adan realized what he had done. His sister would start crying, run to their mom and tell her what a bad brother he was. And then mom would either shout at him or Ilona, subject to whim.

Adan knew who he would give the fault for this. After Ilona had slammed the door behind her, he turned to his DS again. The screen still showed „QUILAVA has gained 31 Exp. Points!" but he didn't want to be remembered. He pressed the A button and the protagonist stood inside of the Dark Cave again.

Adan sat down. For a short time it was quiet and the music from the Dark Cave went through the room. Then he started insulting his DS:
„You fucking Quilava! You don't know how much this Geodude has meant to me! I've waisted so FUCKING much time with hunting it and YOU just destroy it with a Critical hit! You damn... asshole! Can't even fight without-"
His rant stopped immediately. He was too surprised about what was happening with the DS: the screens started glowing. Brighter and brighter, until the only thing you could see on them was a blinding white.
„What the fuck, what is that?" A cold shiver ran down Adan's back. That situation made him remember something:
Once he had read a story on DeviantArt in which someone's DS went white and the person then had turned into a Reshiram. This made Adan curious about the future because he always had dreamed of a life being another species so he let happen what was happening. His anticipation destroyed his anger completely.

The light became glarier and Adan was forced to put his DS away and hold his hands before his closed eyes for not being blinded painfully.
When he thought that the light wasn't so blinding anymore he put his hands from his eyes and opened them. He was quite surprised about what he saw.
Alternatively, what he didn't see, because he didn't sit on his bed anymore but was surrounded by a white nothing. It wasn't blinding, it was absolutely neutral. His clothes had disappeared.

„Where am I?", Adan wondered. It sounded as if the words were played in a stereo system inside his head. *Of course*, he thought. *If here's nothing then there's no sound either. But why the hell can I breathe normally then?* He didn't want to think about that now. Instead, he realized that his clothes were gone.
„What the fuck? Where are my clothes?", it resounded in his head. He looked down at himself, but because of the lack of gravity he couldn't decide if he was standing or floating the wrong way up. Everything looked normal. For a while.

Adan scratched his back. „Dude, that itches like crazy!" Soon this unpleasant feeling began spreading over his whole body. Slowly he realized: „So it really happens. Well, if fate wants that, then it shall happen." He had read too many stories about transformation not to know what was coming after a strong itching all across the body. Willingly he gave himself up to fate.
Adan looked at his right forearm. Beige-brown hair began to grow on it and spread over his arm. He was delighted about that and puzzled over what he was turning into.

Meanwhile the fur spread over his whole torso. And it didn't seem as if it would stop. Suddenly Adan noticed something strange, but foreseen: his fingers started deforming. His little fingers and ring fingers merged together, and so his trigger fingers and thumbs did. That felt very abnormal: suddenly there were only three „fingers" left. *But I can't call them „fingers" any longer*, he assessed. At the ends of his arms there were trinominal paws which were covered in warm fur. He tried to move them like fingers, but only had limited success. The joints had changed completely.

While he was still busy with his paws and arms, the fur growth proceeded. It went between his legs and completely covered his penis and scrotum, so that they weren't visible any longer. That relieved Adan and clarified why the genitals of Pokémon are always hidden, at least of those with fur.

But the process didn't let him have time to think because the fur spread down his legs and a heat started inside of his body. At the same moment Adan's feet changed like his fingers, but additionally  his toes lengthened. He tried to imagine how he looked like right now. This imagination gave him an idea: he had insulted his Quilava very bad and wasn't even finished when his DS had started to glow. *Is that a kind of revenge? How did it do that anyway?*

But he got torn out of his thoughts when he noticed that his face bulged out. His nose disappeared inside of a bulge which soon formed into a mammal-like muzzle. His mouth reshaped and conformed to the new shape of Adan's head.
He could feel it. How his facial bones stretched, making cracking noises. How his skin followed them as his muscles and joints. But that wasn't painful at all. Adan was happy.

By the growth of a muzzle his eyes had become pushed to the sides of his head which almost allowed him a 360 degree view. He looked down at his body. Because of his happiness he hadn't noticed that his legs had almost shrunk away so his hind paws touched his lower body. Where his back began, his fur turned into a dark blue except for some red spots. The colours were very likeable to him. It wouldn't be too hard to get along with his new body, even with the more drastical changes. Adan's no longer had hind legs and his forelegs were shortened. His ears were located higher than before and also more pointed, but he found out that he could manage to move them a bit. Generally this body felt wonderful, kinda agile and dynamic. But before Adan could try it out, something strange happened. And it wasn't a nice surprise.

The environment gained in form. Adan started looking around. On all fours he stood in a cave, near the exit. He said: „Is this... the Dark Cave? Here I've stopped playing..."
„Quil...lava? Quilava lava..." That's what he heard, but he could understand it perfectly. *So it works as in the series+, he thought and felt a bit disappointed.

„So you don't like my fighting style!? It was YOU who told me what to do! But that's ending right here! Let's find out if you won't regret what you've said to me!", somebody shouted behind him. Terrified Adan turned around. A Quilava stood before him. It was taller than him and flames came from its head and back. Slowly he realized who that was.
„Y-you are..."
„I'm the one you called an asshole! And that's making me RAGE!"
As fast as lightning the mad Quilava ran towards Adan and rammed him recklessly into his stomach before he could react. He got hurled backwards at the wall and lost his breath. Gasping and with great pain he lay on the floor until everything went black.

„Hello? Please don't be dead! Please!" Adan heard a voice from far away which was full of worry. It sounded familiar to him.
„Uuuuh... that hurts..." He felt a pain in his midsection. Carefully he opened his eyes. A Quilava was staring at him. It seemed to be relieved.
„Finally, you've woken up! Hey, I'm sorry for what I've done before in the cave. But you have made me so angry and then... I attacked you and you were unconcious and I was afraid for you 'cause I thought you would die! And this is why I brought you to this meadow here. You're kinda small, you know?"
Adan was a bit confused. Just now he had woken up and immediately his „savior" ran off at the mouth.
„Uh, yeah, thanks." He looked at her and remembered what he knew about the creature before him:
He had got a female Cyndaquil from Professor Elm and she had a „Rash" nature. That was absolutely sure after his short experience with her. She was at Level 15. But he didn't know if that was of importance here.
„Can you walk again? Or just stay here. I don't really care. I'm gonna go and bring you some food."
And she ran away.
„Hey, wait a second! Oh man..." His stomach ached again. He tried to sum up his situation: He lay on a meadow near a cave, transformed into a Quialva. In a world he thought that it was fictional and where swarms of Pidgeys and Fearows flew in the sky. *That must have to do with dimension stuff or something*, he thought. *Maybe that all shall happen. But for now I have to manage to move in this body.*
He knew about his limited movement. It came into his mind that he only could pronounce the name of his species. But biologically other syllables should be pronouncable, too. He tested it:
„On..." „Qui..."
„De..." „La..."
His efforts to pronounce other syllables didn't fail only, but also hurt inside of his mouth. The anatomy of Pokémon must be very different from the animal's ones, he decided and gave it up. He closed his eyes. „So I'm a Quilava now... but how did this happen anyway? I'm gonna ask her when she's back..." And with that thought he dropped off again.

„Hey, wake up! I've brought you something along." A very optimistic voice woke Adan up from a dreamless sleep. Suddenly he felt a round thing fall on his body. He wanted to grab it but although he had slept for a long time he still couldn't move the right way. His „support" (as he had named her furtively) seemed to notice that:
„You're really a pansy. I've let you lie here for hours and you're still crippling around. Now stand up and eat your apricorn."
„But I don't even know how to move in this body... I didn't have any time to do so. Anyway, thanks." With great effort and the vigilant watch of a moody conspecific he managed to take the green fruit and bit off a piece with his new, unfamiliar teeth. He failed at chewing it and swallowed it up.
„Arrrk!" Adan regurgigated the piece and spitted it out.
„Fuck! I can't even chew any longer!"
His support looked at him with a disgustingly distorted facial expression.
„You really have to learn everything from the beginning, don't you?"
„Mhm." He tasted some vomit inside his mouth.
Indignantly he put himself into an upright position. Only now he realized where he and his support were: they were on a meadow and the afternoon sun shined into the cloudless sky. About 200 meters away he saw the entrance to the Dark Cave. Now, when he made himself aware of his environment, he noticed how his senses had improved. He could smell where the Pokémon were hiding in the shrubs. That humans had crossed this place a short while ago. And the other Quilava. He could smell it. He liked it...
„No, I'm not a... or am I? I don't know."
„Hey, what are you whispering? You've stood up without problems, didn't you notice? Can you get along with me, now? I want to show you a little hideout. Maybe you can stay there."
„Okay, uh... thanks." Carefully he tried to do some steps on all fours.
„Are you practising walking right now?" She giggled.
„I have no idea how to do so. Just let me find out how I must move my body."
*How he's waddling around*, she thought and denied herself a big laughter. *That looks extremely stupid.*
„Ya know... when you're now a Quilava you should instinctively know how to walk, shouldn't you?"
„Uh... yes."  *But that's not the only thing I know instinctively*, he added in mind.
„I'm gonna follow my instincts, then." Unsurely he turned to his companion.
„Okay, follow me." She began to run, and so did Adan. *Just keep running after her. You must keep up with her.*
She ran, and when she looked behind her, he followed her without trouble. „Hey, there we go!" But he didn't answer. Strange. She stopped, and he did the same. Adan just stared at her with an intense look. *Oh no, please not.* „Hello!? ADAN!" He got frightened and fell over backwards.
„Huh? W-what? Where are we?", he stammered and picked himself up.
„What, 'where are we'? You were totally preoccupied, you stared at me like a wild beast! We're near the hideout. There I'm gonna explain to you everything you need to know."
„Okay, fair enough." Obviously confused he followed his companion who went to a little hole in a mossy crag.
*I'll have to explain everything to him or he's gonna get as idiotic as all other males. Although I had hoped that at least he with a human past would keep his clear mind; but it seems as if I have to tell him everything.*

They entered the hole. „I've eaten the last inhabitant so I think this hole is empty for some time. If there are any questions on your mind, ask them now."
*Suddenly she seems to be so serious and intelligent. Has something happened?*
„Okay... first of all, how have I become a Quilava? Until now I'm quite pleased with it, but I don't have any idea how that happened."
„I knew that this question would come first", she said. „Well, when I was a Cyndaquil, my mother told me the legend of Jirachi. That it sleeps for a thousand years and only is awake for a week. When someone meets it when it's awake, it grants him or her one wish. And now you may guess who appeared when I once had become lost in a cave! Jirachi came to me and told me that it would give me one wish. Just when I wanted to wish myself to mother, she called for me. Jirachi then disappeared. At that moment I knew that I would keep this wish. Until that day... when you had made me so angry that I got posessed by the wish to pay it back to you. I really have exaggerated. I'm so sorry." Suddenly she seemed to be very sad.
„Hey, but it's not bad at all! You've fulfilled my lifelong dream!"
„What?" Disbelief came to Adan's ears.
„Yeah, really! My whole lifetime I've been looking for a possibility to get away from humanity! You don't know how happy I was when the fur started to grow on my arm!" He could feel how sure he was at that. She had really helped him. Even though she had hurt him, transforming him into a Quilava compensated that completely.
„Well, if that's so." She looked at him.
„Say, what's your name actually?"
„Free Pokémon don't have names. That's why no one's going to call you Adan or ask you for it."
„Oh well, I can accept that."
„But there's something I urgently need to tell you."
*So something has happened*, Adan thought. „What is it?"
„Do you remember when you ran after me?"
„Uh, well, not really. I just did it", he said. *Does she already know?*
„But you felt something special, didn't you? A kind of 'longing' for me." The accent on the word 'longing' made him shiver.
„You already know, don't you?" Adan felt caught.
„I do know more than you do." She noticed how surprised he was when she said that.
„Let me explain it to you. Not only your body changed when you transformed; you mave have realized that the natural instincts of a male Quilava come up in you. That also occurred to me when we stopped: you have stared at me intensely, that's why I roared at you so became conscious again. I had hoped that you would stay neutral as a former human – but it seems as if you become a normal male Pokémon if you don't take care."
Adan had listened carefully to her. She was right with everything. Even now he felt the urge to have sex with the person in front of him. It was scaring him but deep inside of him he hardly wanted anything else.
„So how do you wanna help me?" He hoped that she could help him. He didn't want do become a being only steered by his urges and instincts, he wanted to keep his mind which only the females seemed to have.
„The only thing I can do is to give you advice. Take care of yourself. At any time and in any place. Be conscious of who you are. Else your mind withers and you're gonna become like any other male. But at the same time you have to use your instinctive abilities. You have to learn to fight without losing control. You have to bring yourself to kill if necessary. And, as long as you cannot find anything else, eat other Pokémon, even if they cried for mercy some seconds ago. That may sound hard now, but that's how the world works. And with a humanly mind it's even harder."
Adan was speechless. He looked aside.
„Lie down and think about it. I'm gonna get some food." She left the cave and Adan was alone.
*I'm gonna have to adapt myself. To the laws of nature. Eat or be eaten. That's how life works.*
He looked out of the hole. The sun moved towards the horizon. From the grove before the crag came sounds from eating, fighting and fucking Pokémon and reminded Adan of what She had said to him:
„You may have realized that the natural instincts of a male Quilava come up in you."
He wanted to prevent that as well as he could... even if it would get hard.
*I'm gonna make it. Somehow.*

Time went on and Adan had coiled himself up inside of the cave. He didn't know what to do. It felt too risky to search for her because meanwhile she could come back and come upon an empty cave. He had just gotten to know her and she seemed to appreciate that he still had a mentionable mind, so he didn't want to destroy their relationship by being in mischief. But what he WANTED to do, he knew exactly. „I must pee", he said to himself. His own dwelling would be a bad place, so he went outside into a small rock crevice. *Man, that's embarrassing... although, if I'm a wild Pokémon, nobody cares.*
He got it over and done with as quickly as possible and just tried to dash back into the hole when he heard a loud giggling. She had come back. Adan turned around and identified a Quilava behind a bush.
„Ha ha, that's sooo funny, isn't it? Come here now." He didn't want to let Her notice that he was damn bashful. In vain.
„Okay, I'm coming." She stepped out of the bush and went into the hole together with him.

Adan looked at the thing that was hanging out of Her mouth. She put it on the floor.
„I've brought you this. Don't bother, I've already eaten in the forest."
He eyed the sooty something. With a closer look he realized what was lying there: a tiny, burned Caterpie. His eyes widened.
„I knew that you would be frightened, but as I've told you: if there's nothing else, you'll have to kill for surviving. This isn't only your dinner, but also a kind of test." She said that with a rigorous undertone.
„Uh, can't I just... okay, grit your teeth and get to it." Embittered and disgusted he stared a the little being. *Relax. That's just like eating chicken.*
With his teeth he tried to bite off a piece from the abdomen (he didn't want to start with the head).
„You must bite stronger! But don't puke again!"
So did Adan and finally chewed the Caterpie and felt slime flowing into his mouth. *But it really doesn't taste like crap*, he decided. *Only kinda odd.*
„Not so bad, is it?" It was no surprise that she was curious. When he had his last meal he had puked out the whole content of his mouth.
He nodded, and when he had finished he also took the whole rest because of his big hunger.
"I'm gonna stay with you a few days. As long as I'm with you, I can take care of you and prepare you for your new life. The cave in which we're lying I actually intended for me, but I believe that you need it more than I do. For some nights I'm gonna sleep here at your home, but normally that isn't in our nature. We are rogues, and you'll notice that eventually. That's why I can't stay with you forever even if I wanted to."
Adan was finished with his meal.
„So... what are we gonna do tomorrow?"
„I think that we'll train together and I show you the surrounding area. It's getting darker. Let's go sleep soon, I'm really tired." She yawned.
„Me too, somehow... although I've hardly done anything today..."
*The fun's gonna begin tomorrow...life can be pretty flexible sometimes...*
Together with the sun Adan and the other Quilava came to rest. He had been through a lot today, on his first day as a Pokémon. And he was looking forward to the future. He didn't have to be human any longer. Finally he had made it.

*To be continued...*