(( A commissioned series from  Joeyvally featuring my character Fergus showing a bully what's what for trying to hurt an innocent mon))

Character: Fergus the Feraligatr (  winterwind321 )
Phillip the Helioptile (  winterwind321 )
Pokémon copyrighted Nintendo
Artwork :  Joeyvally

A loud thud echoed through the small alleyway that a certain young mon had fled into, trying to avoid a man who had gotten pissed off at him. Philip, the fairly short and athletically built Helioptile, groaned as he tried to sit upright, his body aching like none other, glad for the fact that his yellow and black scales had stopped the building behind him from scraping his skin off when he had been launched into it by the machoke that had been chasing him for a good block. "Ugh.... Owww…" He had almost gotten away with it too, having started this chase after the overly bulky machoke with the shoulder width of a small vehicle had bumped into him, knocking him down onto his rear, his headphones having fallen off as well. One stomping on electronics from the machoke and several threats to 'cough up money for damages later and he had taken off, glad that his semi active lifestyle left him with the muscle and stamina to run like crazy away from him. What he hadn't expected however was a small procession of other older mon trying to gossip in the middle of the street, slowing him down just enough for the overly musclebound machoke to catch up, and throw him into the alley, where he now lay, silver eyes glinting in the light as he watched his assailant approach, cracking his knuckles.

"P-please... please don't" he asked, hoping that somewhere that fighting type had some kind of decency in him, that he would reconsider this whole thing, but as his eyes met the red sneering eyes of the fighter, he realized that he had no way of getting out of this unscathed.

"Should have just stuck around and given me your money. Now I gotta give you something to remember me by for giving my legs such a workout" came the deep voice of the machoke as he approached the downed electric type, readying one punch right to his victims face, intent on a beatdown, hiS rippling grey and purple muscles bunching up, making it clear who was in charge here. "Pucker up sweetheart, you are about to get a brand new kisser." came the outdated taunt by the brainless gymrat, winding up and pulling back, leaving the lizard to close his eyes and cover his head, shielding himself from the inevitable punch... only for said punch to be stopped short, his lengthy python like arms stopped dead in their tracks.

"Whoa there nelly, why don't you simmer down before someone gets hurt~" came the almost sing song voice of the interloper, Philips eyes slowly opening to the fact that he was, in fact, not hallucinating after being knocked sensless by a single punch from the monolithic machoke, looking between his own toned arms to look at the assailant, finding him stopped in his tracks by a Feraligatr, just as muscular as the machoke, if slightly shorter, his sharp fangs slightly bared at the bulky bully. "In fact, why don't you take a hike before I send you flying tiny?" He continued, still easily holding the machokes arm as if it were childsplay, somehow holding his own against a mon who's species was literaly designed around having ridiculous strength.

"Can it gramps and let go of me. YOu aint nothing compared to me SHORTY" the machoke spat, still trying to pull away from the hand that tightly gripped it, the victim of this whole incident now forgotten due to a bruised ego, allowing Philip to try and stand up, unsure what he was going to do in this little spectacle. "Im still holding back, so leave before I show you just how strong I am, and how little YOU are." the muscular mon said, likely preparing to use some kind of stat boosting ability

"OH.. SO I am the shorty huh? Well then, if you are so confident about that, how about we have a bit of a measuring contest." He said, Not even remotely intimidated by the sudden surge in power the machoke was getting. "How about I show you just how small YOU are~" the feraligatr said, his low voice turning into a near purr, somehow threatening in spite of the tone of near joy, a cold air surrounding him as he grinned, the helioptile getting to see the machoke try to break free by swelling his muscles unnaturally, obviously trying to use bulk up... only to be outpaced by the feraligatr, his statement echoing true, suddenly starting to look down on the attempted bulking of muscles

LOud creaking echoed as the gatr's body began swelling, not just outward like the machoke, but upwards as well, his wicked fangy grin on display for Philip as he got the show of his lifetime, watching bulging muscles pulse and flex outwards, the blue scales of the gatr shuddering and shifting to accombadate the new layers of thick, meaty flesh that were forming on his powerful form, creaking outward and upward inch by inch, his frame turning to something that would make the body builders of the world throw a fit, demanding to know what protien he was using, all the while his meaty paw took more and more real estate on that dastardly machokes arm, his deep voice rattling everyone's head as he spoke. "HOw about, you pick on someone your own size huh?"