Verenix was caught in the middle of a rainstorm, the rain pelted down onto his feathers as he fled underneath a stoney bridge.
After catching his breath and making sure he was safe he noticed some strange goop was dripping onto him as he sat under the bridge.
Looking up he got a face full of a strange light purple slime as he lost his balance and fell on his bottom. Slowly the goo made its way over his body altering and changing him. His puffy best bursting at the seems from the changes, as he became bulker and bulker. His size doubling as he became more goo and slimy.
"Gre-oodra" He said, catching his mouth as he felt his finger merge together, each piece of his being changing rapidly before him. He stopped thinking about Verenix, and who he was, and started to embrace the goo. Gooodra... He kept thinking. As the changes quickened, his tail feathers, merging into a thick slime as it coiled up and around him into a large tail. His feel shrank as his thighs thickened. Becoming much more bottom heavy as he kept becoming gooier...
As his changes ended he looked up to see a small Goomy looking down at him
"Gooo?" He looked to it curiously.
The goomy linked closer before nuzzling the now goodra changed bird. Taking care of a large colony of goomy's didn't seem so bad after, especially forever.
The end~

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