Phil and Stephen go to visit a friend's farm, only to be transformed into Miltanks!

Comic drawn by  rexequinox
Phil ©  hg3300
Stephen ©  mehlahphuse
Story below by mehlahphuse
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Whitney walked towards the barn, hands on her belt, ready to call forth her pokemon should there be some thug hiding inside. She heard some sort of a ruckus as she returned home from her gym duties. Cautiously, she walked up to the open barn doors and peered inside, only to find a pair of Miltanks standing there oddly with clothing on them.

"Huh...why aren't you both outside in the field? And where did you get those clothes from?"

Stephen and Phil felt their hopes rising. It would seem she didn't even know they would be here, so she couldn't have been the culprit. Plus, with her glancing at the empty bottles and then back at them, it would seem she was putting two and two together already. Getting her help was gonna be easy after all. They both moo'd at her, trying to tell her it was them and what had happened, though she couldn't understand them in the slightest.

Whitney scratched her head in confusion. Why were a couple of miltanks wearing clothes? Where did they even get them in the first place? And who left these empty bottles laying around? Well, maybe it didn't matter. Pokémon were known to do strange things sometimes. Maybe this was just some sort of game to them.

Whitney shrugged and decided to ignore such silly details. "Oh, not to worry. While you are both in here we may as well get started with you both."

"Mil mil?" Stephen tilted his head. What did she mean by that?