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In Delphox Delilah's class, students learn to use magical spells in present day and historical applications. Owen and Karla, a budding Vaporeon and Nidoqueen couple, quickly learn that skipping ahead a few chapters isn't always a good way to get ahead when one such spell is used by accident.
Way back when myself and
Mannoth decided to indulge in some fairly ridiculous ideas we've been batting around lately. Thus, this collaboration of a story came to be! Ages ago I got some silly pictures to go with it by the amazing 
eos9 so... here!
Afterhours Absorption
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Owen’s thickly-scaled blue arms raised to his lips, spoon entrenched firmly in his grasp, and lowered to the ice cream turbo tub wedged between his immense thighs. “So tell me one thing,” he rumbled deeply through mouthfuls of vanilla. “Why did I have to inherit your appetite too?”
“Probably because I can’t eat anymore!” rang Karla’s voice within his skull. The niggling thought of a Nidoqueen let her tongue roll across her lips and sighed contentedly. “That Miltank Menagerie is really somethin’ else isn’t it? Costs a friggin fortune, granted.”
The NidoVap grunted as his broad tongue poked out between his now pointed muzzle and mimicked her mental movements. “Would you stop that?”
“I wanna taste!” the Nidoqueen rumbled from within. Her purrs of pleasure reverberated against his skull as she vicariously tasted the rich, creamy textures of properly whipped ice cream. “So frankly no, I will not stop.” Fingers curled into a fist, she tapped at her bountiful chest and let loose a small brap of air. Karla couldn’t help but eheee when a ruinous belch roared across her imagined island getaway. Ripples coursed throughout the sand and the waves churned violently in the bay before her.
Owen rumbled in discontent as he felt that same ripple fill up his chest. “BRUUUURF!” An immense discharge of belches exploded from his lips. Shockwaves bled into aftershocks that rattled his furniture and surroundings; bits of debris crumbled from the ceiling; the shelves shook and quaked; the windows cracked in spiderwebbing patterns. “Karla!” Mmmffing, the Pokefusion shifted uneasily on the couch as his squishy water laden thighs solidified. Where they were once transparent they were now cerulean and solid in color. The clapping of his thighs had gradually shifted into clacks as his porous skin hardened into scales.
“Yes stop it! These are my thighs all these calories are going straight to, not yours!”
“Hah! Oh, relax, won’t you? I bet they’ll be mine once we split up again.”
“Which at this rate is never going to happen with how much you’re enjoying yourself,” Owen huffed, fat cheeks puffing slightly wider. “That and…” He held a hand up before his increasingly reptilian face and twiddled his bloated fingers. They scraped against one another noisily. The trimmed nails upon his fingers had swollen in size and had come to cover the tips of his digits entirely. “The more you assert yourself the worse, well, this gets!” He arched his brows when he heard a curious and feminine hrmmm echo inside his head.
“You don’t say?” Rising to her feet, scaly toes parting the warm sand into her bloated boyfriend’s mental machinations, Karla peered up towards the clouds. A strained braaaaaap and gale of heated air blew back her hair. The palm trees lining the beach rustled violently as Owen found himself coerced up and onto his feet as her windows into the outside world shifted. She timidly lifted her right leg and set it forward. A surprised grunt settled upon the sand and surf when the NidoVap lurched forward in response.
“Karla what the hell are you doing?!” Owen wailed as he ambled around their apartment against his own volition.
“Assuming direct control!” Karla returned in a fake robotic voice. “Neural functions overtaken!”
“Oh come the hell on… you can do this too?” The Vaporeon’s deepening tones fell into a series of moans and mumbles, unable to resist fully the will of his Nidoqueenly navigator. “Hey hey hey watch it!” Owen urfed as his generous hips bumped a layer of sheetwall off the awfully narrow hallway leading back to their bedroom. He tossed his head back and groaned when his shoulders lifted up into another shrug all while his taut gut scraped against the sides of the corridor. “Where are you even taking me?”
The Nidoqueen’s thick club of a tail churned up clouds of sand as she waded into the ankle deep imagined ocean. “Oh you’ll see…” Karla demurred. Eagerly advancing onward, the reptile kept her gaze tilted upward towards. Her view of the world through Owen’s eyes grew clearer and more defined with every step forward. She paid little heed to the waves lapping at her waist while she ventured into the ever deeper waters of his conscious and subconscious mind. “Just a pivot here and pirouette there, we can probably fix that later, and here we are!” Hands placed proudly upon her hips, Karla was absolutely aglow at guiding her gargantuan guy before their bedroom mirror.
PREVIOUS, NEXT, -
Way back when myself and
Mannoth decided to indulge in some fairly ridiculous ideas we've been batting around lately. Thus, this collaboration of a story came to be! Ages ago I got some silly pictures to go with it by the amazing 
eos9 so... here!Afterhours Absorption
PREVIOUS, NEXT, -
Owen’s thickly-scaled blue arms raised to his lips, spoon entrenched firmly in his grasp, and lowered to the ice cream turbo tub wedged between his immense thighs. “So tell me one thing,” he rumbled deeply through mouthfuls of vanilla. “Why did I have to inherit your appetite too?”
“Probably because I can’t eat anymore!” rang Karla’s voice within his skull. The niggling thought of a Nidoqueen let her tongue roll across her lips and sighed contentedly. “That Miltank Menagerie is really somethin’ else isn’t it? Costs a friggin fortune, granted.”
The NidoVap grunted as his broad tongue poked out between his now pointed muzzle and mimicked her mental movements. “Would you stop that?”
“I wanna taste!” the Nidoqueen rumbled from within. Her purrs of pleasure reverberated against his skull as she vicariously tasted the rich, creamy textures of properly whipped ice cream. “So frankly no, I will not stop.” Fingers curled into a fist, she tapped at her bountiful chest and let loose a small brap of air. Karla couldn’t help but eheee when a ruinous belch roared across her imagined island getaway. Ripples coursed throughout the sand and the waves churned violently in the bay before her.
Owen rumbled in discontent as he felt that same ripple fill up his chest. “BRUUUURF!” An immense discharge of belches exploded from his lips. Shockwaves bled into aftershocks that rattled his furniture and surroundings; bits of debris crumbled from the ceiling; the shelves shook and quaked; the windows cracked in spiderwebbing patterns. “Karla!” Mmmffing, the Pokefusion shifted uneasily on the couch as his squishy water laden thighs solidified. Where they were once transparent they were now cerulean and solid in color. The clapping of his thighs had gradually shifted into clacks as his porous skin hardened into scales.
“Yes stop it! These are my thighs all these calories are going straight to, not yours!”
“Hah! Oh, relax, won’t you? I bet they’ll be mine once we split up again.”
“Which at this rate is never going to happen with how much you’re enjoying yourself,” Owen huffed, fat cheeks puffing slightly wider. “That and…” He held a hand up before his increasingly reptilian face and twiddled his bloated fingers. They scraped against one another noisily. The trimmed nails upon his fingers had swollen in size and had come to cover the tips of his digits entirely. “The more you assert yourself the worse, well, this gets!” He arched his brows when he heard a curious and feminine hrmmm echo inside his head.
“You don’t say?” Rising to her feet, scaly toes parting the warm sand into her bloated boyfriend’s mental machinations, Karla peered up towards the clouds. A strained braaaaaap and gale of heated air blew back her hair. The palm trees lining the beach rustled violently as Owen found himself coerced up and onto his feet as her windows into the outside world shifted. She timidly lifted her right leg and set it forward. A surprised grunt settled upon the sand and surf when the NidoVap lurched forward in response.
“Karla what the hell are you doing?!” Owen wailed as he ambled around their apartment against his own volition.
“Assuming direct control!” Karla returned in a fake robotic voice. “Neural functions overtaken!”
“Oh come the hell on… you can do this too?” The Vaporeon’s deepening tones fell into a series of moans and mumbles, unable to resist fully the will of his Nidoqueenly navigator. “Hey hey hey watch it!” Owen urfed as his generous hips bumped a layer of sheetwall off the awfully narrow hallway leading back to their bedroom. He tossed his head back and groaned when his shoulders lifted up into another shrug all while his taut gut scraped against the sides of the corridor. “Where are you even taking me?”
The Nidoqueen’s thick club of a tail churned up clouds of sand as she waded into the ankle deep imagined ocean. “Oh you’ll see…” Karla demurred. Eagerly advancing onward, the reptile kept her gaze tilted upward towards. Her view of the world through Owen’s eyes grew clearer and more defined with every step forward. She paid little heed to the waves lapping at her waist while she ventured into the ever deeper waters of his conscious and subconscious mind. “Just a pivot here and pirouette there, we can probably fix that later, and here we are!” Hands placed proudly upon her hips, Karla was absolutely aglow at guiding her gargantuan guy before their bedroom mirror.
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