The people who showed up to my stream earlier today know exactly who they are and they are to blame for the shenanigans that unfold below. :V

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Nanonormous News

By: RaddaRaem



“How’s my hair look?” Bringing a hand up to her fiery red locks of fur that cascaded down past her black furred ears, the fox brushed errant and uncooperative cowlicks back into place.

Her cameraman tossed her the thumbs up in response.

The vulpine leaned forward, knees bent, and peered into the reflection of the camera lens just to be certain. Pretty as a picture! Calmly inhaling and exhaling, straightening both her blouse and skirt on every other breath, the decorated reporter mentally prepared herself for her latest broadcast. She bounced up and down on her heels as her coworker mouthed the countdown.

“Your smallest name in news, this is Reiko Leondae of the Nano News Network! Tonight’s top story: Wooly weather!” She pursed her lips and counted down the seconds it would take for the station’s logo and graphic to whoosh across the television screens at home. “I’m here live at the intersection of Pico and Femto Avenue where locals can be seen taking this peculiar warm front in stride!”

Pedestrians milled about in the background. Clad in t-shirts, polos, jeans, or shorts some of the furs meandering down the sidewalks and across the asphalt streets could be seen panting or wiping their brows.

Reiko dabbled at a bead of sweat dripping down one of her fluffy orange cheeks. “The source of it all?” She waited for the camera to tilt up towards the sky. Brilliant white tufts smothered what should have been a blue backdrop. “At first glance, you’d be forgiven for thinking today was particularly cloudy! However, our eagle-eyed meteorologists have found that is not the case!”

Alleged cloud puffs, tightly packed together, draped down towards the city of Felloria’s skyline. Long thin twisting wisps could be seen physically brushing against the tops of what few skyscrapers loomed high above the horizon.

“It is in fact, wool! Wonderfully warm and soft to the touch it would appear that our fair city has found itself lost on a sheep! Not just any sheep though. An electric one!” The fox stamped a heel against the blue furred ground. Sparks of electricity crackled out along the street, causing her skirt to crackle with static and cling tight to her shapely legs. “Curiously enough, the ambient electricity present in the very air has been able to keep all of our Felloria’s infrastructure humming along without pause. We inquired with the City Council as to why, until our broadcast as of now, no one was informed of this breaking development regarding our populace’s displacement onto a giant ovine. They were not available for comment.”

Ripples coursed through the wooly sky as maelstroms of energy crackled noisily overhead. Deep and baritone bahhs accentuated the dazzling display of light. The thunder to the lightning, so to speak.

“For those of you at home keeping count, this is the seventh time this year Felloria has found itself relocated onto a person of size! We are still below average for the year and have suffered minimal property damage. City planners remain hopeful that the costs to repair infrastructure will fall under budget this year following a string of deficits.”

Reiko huffed loudly as she tugged at the collar of her blouse. “City-wide displacements typically bring with them an abrupt if not unexpected rise in temperature. However, given our current sheepy situation we are experiencing a full-blown heat wave buffeted by a sharp rise in snuggliness! Make sure to dress appropriately!”

A loud eek sounded in the background. Turning to face towards the commotion, the foxy reporter watched as wayward fuzzies, unable to resist the wool’s snuggly calling, found themselves magnetized and firmly trapped in its warm embrace. “We here at the Nano News Network strongly advise against approaching said wool! In addition, remember to remove any piercings or metal accessories prior to leaving your home.”

Reiko shrieked as a deafening crack drowned her out and briefly cast a yellow pallor over her fur. Hand clutched against her chest, she huffed raggedly into her microphone. The camera panned over to her news van. Smoke wafted off its pristine metal frame while the radio antennae glowed red hot courtesy of the latest lightning strike.

Swallowing hard, she regained her composure. “Of course, exercise caution while outdoors! With luck, the skies look to clear up by the end of the week assuming that attempts made to reach out to the omnipresent ovine prove fruitful! ”

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Lips pulled flat, Radda could only blink at the livestreamed broadcast playing on his computer monitor. He reluctantly parted his lips and let out a prolonged bleat. After a couple second delay his speakers played back the same baritone bahh.

“Oh for.” The Mareep rolled his eyes and grunted. He really should have known better when March suggested his prancing would make him newsworthy. Darn dragon. No wonder he suggested they hang about so close to the Nano part of town.

Another bahh slipped forth from his lips when Radda’s pants pocket buzzed. After fishing his phone out from its cloth confines he groaned.

1 New Text Message: March

He tossed it to his side and allowed the couch cushions propping up his wooly butt to devour it. “Now how to fix this…” Once more he bahhed and took to poking a black nubbed keratin finger deep within his wool. Keeping an eye on the livestreamed broadcast, he hrmmed and hummed while the view behind Reiko remained unchanged. Finally, he prodded at one of his puffy pectorals.

A semicircular dome of black, light reflecting off its polished surface, parted the wooly clouds that scraped down at Felloria.

“Hmmm?” Head cocked to her side, Reiko turned to face the heavenly disturbance.

Eyes squinted, Radda held his finger in place as best he could. “Almost… almost…” A low and terrible rumble filtered out from the speakers blaring before him. With his free hand he knocked the volume down a couple notches only to hear the clacking of his keyboard played back at him seconds later.

Trembling in place at the sky gone dark, electricity roiling across the black and formless behemoth looming above, Reiko did all that she could to maintain a professional demeanor. “A-a-and it would appear that we have made contact with our sheepsational host sooner than expected! We may be so lucky to see the skies clear above us as early as tonight! I hope.”

“Alright now… how do I fix this?” Radda huffed and hmmmed. Well he couldn’t just pluck the place up. He might smoosh it betwixt his fingertips the way it was now! There had to be something…

Those yellow and black striped horns found themselves tossed back and forth as the Mareep mulled his options. He thought back to his years at the Pokeversity. He had taken a couple of Move classes way back then… surely he remembered a couple! “Protect? That’ll keep Felloria safe while it’s on me,” he thought. “Won’t exactly do much to get it off me.”

Reiko awkwardly glanced back and forth between the skyline and the teleprompter feeding nothing but ellipses into her camera. The rest of the Nano News Network was as stupefied as she was.

“Cotton Guard?” A mental image of a wall of wool overwhelming the poor fuzzies trapped on his relative hugenormousness flitted through the sheep’s mind. “Mmmmmmmmmaybe not. Come on ReepRoop there’s got to be something.” He gently knocked against the conical horns lining the sides of his head. “SafeGuard? No. Teleport? Ooh!” Electricity arcing along his fingertip Radda concentrated on casting the Psychic-Type move!

PFFFFTTT

Smoke fizzed up harmlessly from his keratin tipped fingertip. Welp. “Nooooope. Not much good if I’ve forgotten it.”

Down below, Reiko swatted at the smoky air as a thick haze covered the wooly land. The fox coughed into her microphone and fumbled around in the ever decreasing visibility. Sparks arced out from her heels with her every step and offered little in the way of illumination.

“…Growth?” Blue furred cheeks blushing beet red, he bahhed at the thought. If he was lucky, he could render the tiny town visible. Easily enough plucked up and plopped back down where it belonged. If he wasn’t... Radda sighed and looked to the couch beneath his butt. Brown leather cushions lovingly and comfily embraced him. It would be a travesty to smoosh this couch under a swollen sheepy.

“How was I looking on that broadcast again?” Radda mumbled aloud. He acked at the sight of smoke obscuring his wooly selfscape. Crap! There goes his visibility. S-surely his finger hadn’t moved that much in between all the shenanigans. “Let’s err on the side of caution while we’re at it.” Concentrating as little energy as he could manage into his blue furred digit the Mareep mouthed through the motions of casting a Growth spell.


CRRRZAKKPT!

A furious bolt of energy leaped forth from his fingertip and disappeared down into his wooly chest. He worriedly patted at himself and felt nothing amiss. No tingles. No warmth. No growth. M-maybe he had managed to pull it off! Even if it had turned out a little overpowered these were nanos who was working with! At worst they’d swell to his size. Surely.

Radda turned his attention back to the laptop. He was forced to blink painfully as a blinding flash of light radiated out from the screen. All was white save for a single blackened silhouette. Feminine in shape, the figure’s limbs locked up as the Growth spell overwhelmed them. The light faded seconds later and in its absence Reiko fumbled along the street trying to balance herself.

Tail puffed out, fur standing on end, and hair frazzled… the foxy reporter was ready to call it a day. Smoke dissipating around her the vulpine huffed and ruffled at her hair. “T-this is Reiko Leondae of the Nano News Network. Signing-” She urfed as a tingling warmth surged through her every follicle of fur. A suffocating static strangled at her limbs and left them feeling as if they had fallen asleep. Reiko tiredly tapped her soles against the ground. With every tap a pulse of energy briefly awakened her nerve endings as if to reassure her that yes indeed her legs were still there.

RRRRRRRRRRIP

Reiko’s eyes bulged out as her designer shoes simply exploded off her feet. Twiddling the thick foxy toes she could barely feel, pavement indenting beneath them, she clutched her microphone close to her chest as she was forced to look down at her loyal cameraman. And news van. And news shoot.

KRRRNCH

The microphone fumbling between her fingertips was crushed into a mixture of metal and plastic shrapnel. It tumbled down from between her fluffy digits and palms to the ground below. “Ummm… T-this is Reiko Leondae of the Micro News Network.” She carefully sidestepped so as not to feetsie the subdivision she had set up in. Even as her limbs became less and less responsive she heroically kept on reporting. “The smallest name in news…” She winced as roads upended beneath her weight and houses lost themselves between her toes. Reiko’s tail flit about nervously as she could feel her viewers getting lost in the warm wrinkles of her broad thick sole.

“Errr…” the fox found herself eye level with the skyscrapers lining the Fellario skyline. “T-the biggest name in news? Augh that just feels wrong,” she huffed. Ears splayed apart, she meeped when her noggin bopped against the underside of the sheep’s smooth fingertip.

“This won’t end well,” two voices said in unison. One rumbly Reep worriedly watching the ever less diminutive fox poking up out of his chesty floof. And one huskily voiced fox who had gone from reporting the story to becoming the story.

Out of the corner of his eye, Radda watched the computer screen go black as Reiko’s feet became the only thing the camera could capture at her not so nano size.

“Might as well make the most of it,” Reiko stuttered as her head poked out of the Mareep’s wool. “Her very first interview of a normal!” Clearing her throat, the fox blushed as she tumbled back onto the sheep’s chest and found herself ensnared in the warmest wool. She shyly locked eyes with the dumbfounded Mareep before coughing into her fist.

“Good evening! I’m Reiko Leondae of the Normal News Network! And you are-” She urfed as the couch beneath them gave way. “-Underfoot,” she finished for herself utterly mortified. Paw resting heavily atop the Mareep, she found herself hunching forward as her surroundings constricted around her. She clamped her teeth down into her lips so as to stifle welling and very unprofessional giggles courtesy of the wriggling Reep tickling at her feet.

“I’ll never work in this business again,” she moaned as she buried her muzzle between her hands. First she outgrows her story and then her once in a lifetime interview?!

Sighing bitterly, Reiko paid little mind to the growth that followed. Nor to the houses, street lights, cars, and subdivisions that vanished underneath her padded behind. Or even her degrading wardrobe that struggled to cover less and less of her expansive form with every passing second.

Arms crossed about her chest and legs clamped together, the foxy reporter angrily eyed the strobe lights lining the top of the eye level skyscrapers, the Normal sized skyscrapers, as competing news helicopters strafed her. Her viewership mooshed comfortably into her feet, legs, and rear, Reiko summoned what little professionalism she had left so as to sign off for the night. “This is Reiko Leondae of the… Macro News Network. Your biggest name in news. Signing off for the evening.”