A sequel to my own story Team Synthetic: Rubber Ball Zangoose (NSFW), and based off of  tonde's new picture Rubber Ball of Black !

Paul is a member in a family of breeders, but when he meets up with a member of Team Synthetic he doesn't realize that he's been chosen to join their ranks...

I hope you all enjoy, and I would love to hear what you all think! ^_^

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“Be careful with that egg, Paul,” Paul’s father said, once again mentoring him for the hundredth time to be careful even though he was well versed by now. Paul was a Pokémon breeder, just like everyone else in his family. Of course he had his own Pokémon, an Eevee just like his parents and his older sisters had. Each member of his family had evolved theirs and now they were just waiting for Paul’s.

Eevee was in the process of trailing his trainer happily as Paul set the egg down delicately in its incubator before turning it on. “There we go,” Paul said, Eevee barked happily as he finished his last chore for the day. “Do you want to play, Eevee?” Paul laughed, the small fox nodded his head in excitement as it hopped up and down in anticipation. “Alright!”

“Paul, are you sure you finished all of your chores?” his mom lectured, it was always this way as it seemed that none of his family had any trust in him.

“Yeah, Mom,” Paul said, rolling his eyes.

“Did you feed the Spearow?” she asked in a knowing tone.

“Dang,” Paul winced, the one thing he had forgotten was the one that was drilled the most. “I’ll do it!” he shouted over to his mom before looking at Eevee. “Come on, Eevee. Let’s finish this up, and then we’ll play!”

The fox barked in affirmation before skipping behind his trainer’s feet as he walked over to the barn to get the bird feed, but upon picking up the bag Paul had the sinking feeling that the bag was empty. “Paul,” his father said from behind him in a menacing tone. “Didn’t we tell you to refill the bag last week?”

Paul ducked his head in embarrassment as he rubbed his head. “Yeah…” he muttered dejectedly.

“You’d better go get some more before your mother finds out,” his father said with a grim face before laughing and rubbing his son’s head. “Don’t worry, it happens to me all the time. Get going and grab some more feed, I’ll cover for you here.”

“Thanks, Dad!” Paul said before motioning to Eevee. “Come on, bud! Let’s go get that feed!” The pair sprinted off down the road towards town, and as he ran he could hear his mom screaming already for him to get his butt back there, but his father was able to sate her.

Eevee and Paul laughed as they ran through the familiar roads. Paul’s family had always lived on the outskirts of town as they thought that baby Pokémon should be raised in the peace and quiet before being released out into the wild, and any trainers that wanted them to raise their Pokémon could relax knowing that their Pokémon were safe away from the hustle and bustle of the city. Knowing this, Paul was usually surprised when he found someone besides the odd Pokémon trainer walking along the path.

The path was relatively empty that day, but as Paul neared the town he stopped as he saw a chubby figure walking towards him breathing heavily. “E… excuse me, are you alright?” Paul asked, drawing near the hunched over figure.

When the chubby kid stood up, Paul noted the giant green S on his suit. Eevee seemed to be scared though as his fur was standing on edge as he drew close to the ground as if he might attack the other kid. “A… are you one of the breeders… fr… from the Tazega family?” the chubby kid asked, though Paul was afraid he might faint.

“Yeah, and you are?” Paul asked, feeling slightly put off by the kid’s nearly unnatural weight.

“To… Tommy,” the kid panted before stretching up and giving a huge sigh of relief. “Much better! Now, breeder kid…”

“It’s Paul,” Paul said, though now he was feeling a bit angry towards the other kid as he spoke in an aggressive tone.

“Alright, Paul,” Tommy said, in a rather snide voice at that. “Let’s have a Pokémon battle!”

“What?!” Paul shouted, he’d never had a Pokémon battle before as he hated fighting, and his Eevee wasn’t exactly a powerhouse, but even so the small Pokémon jumped forward with his teeth bared. “Eevee?” Paul questioned, but from the look on his Pokémon’s face it was obvious that he wasn’t going to be backing down anytime soon. “Okay…” he said, “We’ll accept your battle, Tommy!”

Tommy chuckled as he pulled out what appeared to be an ordinary Pokeball, “Go, Zangoose!” he shouted, throwing out the Pokeball from the ball it shot out the form of a Pokémon, but what appeared shocked Paul. It appeared to be a gooey Zangoose, appearing much fatter than an ordinary Pokémon, and from the way it looked at Paul and his Eevee savagely he felt almost frightened.

“W… what did you do to that Pokémon?!” Paul shouted, feeling enraged that a Pokémon would be treated in such a manner.

Laughing Tommy wiped away a tear, “You seem really angry, Paul. Why don’t you try to beat me, and if you do…” Tommy held out his hands and smiled cruelly, “I’ll tell you what happened.”

Paul grit his teeth together and swung his arm out towards the Zangoose, “Eevee, headbutt!” Eevee barked in acknowledgement before throwing his entire body forward towards the gooey Zangoose, but upon his head colliding with the other Pokémon he could tell something was wrong as he felt the Zangoose grab him between his paws and jumped before slamming him to the ground. “Eevee!” Paul shouted, his eyes widening in panic as the Zangoose laughed cruelly as he threw the Eevee towards Paul just for the small Pokémon to fall at his feet nearly unconscious.

“Wow, that’s a really weak Pokémon,” Tommy laughed.

Looking in shock at his small and battered Pokémon, Paul fell to his knees and patted Eevee’s side gently. “Eevee, are you alright?” Eevee shook its head slightly before standing, shaking away the dizziness from the blow. He was ready for another attack, and Paul couldn’t be any prouder. “Alright, Eevee! Use Return!” Eevee nodded before roaring in anger as he rushed the Zangoose, but it was fruitless.

“Zangoose, use Brick Break!” Tommy said, with a quick motion Eevee was slammed right into the ground in a heartbreaking wail of pain.

“Eevee!” Paul screamed, and as he watched the smoke clear away from the attack he could see that Eevee was unconscious. “Alright, you beat us! Let us go home now!” Paul shouted as he started towards his Pokémon after throwing his wallet towards the cruel trainer.

“Nope, sorry about that,” Tommy laughed with no sympathy in his voice, and no remorse in his eyes as he pulled out an odd looking Pokeball. “I will give you a consolation prize for losing though,” he said, before chucking the odd ball at Paul, and as the trainer watched in an odd calm he shouted as the ball opened to reveal a glob of yellow and black rubber that swallowed him up.

The world vanished as Paul felt the rubber wrap around him once… twice… it kept wrapping around as if he we were a precious gift that should never be opened. Paul moaned as he felt him being compressed into a small ball, and even though it should’ve been physically impossible for him his body seemed to have changed from a regular human form, into the very substance itself. Paul felt his consciousness fade as he formed into an odd black and yellow rubber Pokémon egg, and as Tommy picked it up he grinned to himself as he looked at the unconscious Eevee. “Zangoose, pick that up. We can use it later.” The Zangoose nodded and chuckled to itself as it picked up the unconscious form and carried it alongside its master.

***

The egg lost its form and splashed around as a puddle of black and yellow before reforming, and as Paul blinked his eyes reformed as two red orbs. “W… what happened?” He noticed that his voice sounded weird, almost unhuman…

Glancing around, Paul realized that he wasn’t home or back on the path where he had fought Tommy. “H… hello?” he called out, and as he walked through the room he came across a mirror and regretted it immediately. Rather than his normal human self he had become… “A… an Umbreon?” he whispered, and even as he looked at himself he didn’t look like a regular Umbreon. His body dripped like that of the Zangoose earlier, and indeed his mind already felt muddled as he tried to recall his parents.

From behind him Paul watched as a new tail developed, flicking lazily as it dripped a few drips of the black latex that it now was made of. He found that every step he took had his body making a squeaking sound, and though he felt self-conscious he found it becoming harder and harder to recognize what him human form had been like. “Brother,” a voice shocked the Umbreon.

“What?” Paul asked, his voice sounded so small and odd. Sitting before him was an Espeon which glistened and dripped just as he did. “Di… did you call me brother?”

“Yes, for we are brothers,” the Espeon chuckled, circling around the Umbreon Paul couldn’t help but feel nervous as he watched the Espeon’s red eyes glow mysteriously. “Remember, you trained me once when you were human…”

“Eevee?!” Paul shouted, shocked that his regular Eevee had become such an ominous Espeon. “What happened to you?!”

“Master Tommy taught me along with his masters how to be an evil Pokémon,” Espeon chuckled. “They thought me the right way… now it’s my turn to make you evil brother,” the Pokémon’s voice made the new Umbreon shudder.

“No, I won’t join you in being an evil…” Paul started to speak, but it became so hard to think as he looked into Espeon… his brother’s eyes. His mind had already been blurred by the transformation, but the Espeon’s formidable hypnotic abilities only proved to help.

“Brother, you and I were raised by Master Tommy,” Espeon said, and Umbreon couldn’t help but nod as he remembered the chubby kid Tommy teaching him as a rubber Eevee along with his sibling how to be evil.

“Yes…. Raised by Master Tommy,” Umbreon repeated back, and even though he tried to remember the human name that he had it was lost in the latex that he was now made of.

Back and forth, Espeon had Umbreon repeat his words as he brainwashed the Umbreon, and by the time they were done Umbreon couldn’t remember anything but being a Pokémon for Team Synthetic. Tommy walked in and grinned as he saw Umbreon and Espeon sitting there waiting for his commands. “Good boy, Eevee. Now come you two, now that I’ve got you under my control it’s time to take over the breeding center…” The two followed in close pursuit of their master, after all they were his evil Pokémon, and nothing more.

***

“Where is, Paul?!” Pual’s mom asked desperately of Officer Jenny, who appeared to want to be anywhere but there.

“I promise you, we’ll find him soon,” she pleaded with the desperate mother. “Please, just calm down…” From behind her she jumped as she heard the roar of a Tyranitar, and as she turned around Officer Jenny’s mouth dropped as she saw an army of odd rubber Pokémon who glowered at them. Paul’s dad stepped out and shouted in shock as he saw all of the intense Pokémon.

From the crowd, a group of trainers stepped out each looking oddly pudgy and each with a large S on their suits. “People of the breeding center,” one of the members shouted out. “We are members of Team Synthetic, and we are here to take your Pokémon so we can make more of our powerful rubber Pokémon! If you give up peacefully we’ll leave you alone, otherwise we’ll have to do what we did to your son!”

“What did you do to Paul?!” Paul’s mother screamed, looking ready to rip somebody apart.

“Tommy, if you would,” the leader said, and from within the crowd the pudgy trainer stepped out with a snide grin on his face as from behind him stepped Espeon and Umbreon. “Meet your son, and his Eevee. They’re now our loyal minions, and if you don’t want to change like them then you will give up your Pokémon.”

“Paul!” the mother shouted, but was stopped from rushing towards the crowd by her husband.

“You will never get our Pokémon, we’re here to protect them,” Paul’s father said, his eyes burning with a rage that no water Pokémon could quench. “You’ll have to beat our Pokémon first!” he said before each of them threw out their respective Eevee evolutions.

The leader of the crowd of Team Synthetic members just laughed before nodding towards Tommy. “Have the family beaten by their own family members, I’m sure they’ll love joining our ranks.”

Tommy grinned as he stepped forward with Umbreon and Espeon in tow. “Well, let’s beat these guys fast guys,” he said to the two Pokémon, and it was an effortless battle for the obscenely strong Pokémon.

***

“Yes?” the leader of Team Synthetic asked as the holographic projection of one of his many members appeared.

“Sir, we’ve captured the breeding center, and with your amazing hypnosis equipment we’ve made the owners of the breeding center into our newest members while their kids are currently being turned into more rubber Pokémon! Oh, and we also caught Officer Jenny, and she’s been sent back to the Police force as a new recruited for our team!” the member said in an excited tone.

“Fantastic, now we have the breeding center as the perfect center to take new Pokémon and make them into more rubber Pokémon, you’ve done a great job,” the leader chuckled before hanging up. “It’s all a matter of time…” he chuckled to himself as he watched a legendary Pokémon struggle in its bonds as his machine worked its magic. “It’s all a matter of time before we have the world in our clutches…”