"P... Pikachu?" Misty reached out and stroked his fur.
"Yeah, that's me. Just... don't forget the 'mon at the end." the humanoid mouse winked and grinned.

"So... so what has it been like, I mean, living as a Pokemon... before you could talk?"

"Yeah, Pikachu!" Ash turned from apprehensive to excited. "...er, mon."

"Right! Well, it was... I dunno. Not too much different from now, I guess. You were a Pikachu for awhile, you know what I mean."

A tiny static charge surged from Pika's fur through Misty's body. Startled, she pulled back her hand. If felt numb where she had made contact.
"W-wait a second..."

"What's wrong Misty?" Ash and Pikachumon turned questioning.
"My... my hand! My hand! Ash!!" as white fur spread over her dainty fingers, Misty went into a panic.

"I bet she's gonna turn into a little fishy!" Brock cheered innocently. Misty glared at him.

"F-fish don't have fur, rockhead!"
Holographic 0s and 1s occasionally revealed themselves over her body. Misty's whole arm was covered in white fur up to her elbows, where it faded into a smooth orange.

"N-no!" she clamped her unchanged left arm over her right, causing the transformation to infect it on contact. Her fur was surprisingly soft and silky. Her ribcage shifted inside her chest, followed by the bones in her hips. Ash began to blush.

"Wh-what's wrong with you, Ash Ketchum!?" she narrowed her eyes at him this time. Brock took this opportunity to run away and hide behind Drew. Ash gaped idiotically. Whatever Misty was changing into had very femine curves, unusual to see on the water trainer. He found himself blushing and tried to stare at the ground.

"Ash! Listen to me, I... ugh!!" With a loud pop, the bones at the base of her spine began to grow out, pushing at the back of her shorts.

"D-don't look you perv!" Misty swatted him away as she began to grow taller. The beginnings of a long tail, emerging from the top of her shorts. She realized that thick, black claws had developed from the tip of her fingers.

Paws. She had paws!? And her entire body was now covered in orange fur!

Misty almost fell forward onto all fours as her legs changed their proportions. Her feet enlongated, as did her calves. She noticed how long her tail had become. It was surprisingly graceful, she thought.

Max found himself blushing as well. He clasped his hands behind his back and tried to look away as Misty slipped out of her clothes.

"Your tail is wagging!" May nudged her bigger brother.

Max quickly grabbed hold of his tail to hide his interest and growled at the little feline.

"D-don't look!" Misty snarled. Her suspenders snapped, and her shirt was torn. This would have been very embarassing, were it not for a fluff of white fur that covered her chest surprisingly well.

It took a moment, but the pain finally subsided. She guessed it was over.
"Oh my god, I'm naked...!" she thought to herself and curled into a ball. She wrapped her plush tail around herself to try to hide her modesty.
"Misty?"

Misty turned to Ash, “Y-Yes?”

“I-- Uh...”, Ash stammered, with his eyes to the floor, scratching the back of his head - a bit more than he usually would.

“Gah...”, Ash said as he started to scratch harder.

“What’s wrong, Ash?”, Max asked concerned.

“My entire body itches like crazy!”

“Uh-oh...”

“What do you mean ‘uh-oh’?”

“That’s what happened before I changed,” Drew told him.

“Oh no!”

“Momentai, it doesn’t hurt!”

“That’s not what I’m worried about.”

“Then what?”, Pikachumon asked his best friend.

“What of the other Pokémon? How will they feel about this?”

“Well, at least you won’t have to worry about Bayleef snuggling you,” Pikachumon joked.

“THAT’S NOT FUNNY, PIKACHUMON!”, Ash and Misty chorused.

Ash’s shirt was straining agianst his body by now, for some reason. A few seconds later, it burst open, and a muscular, and furry, chest was seen by all.

“Ash!”

With another rip, Ash’s shoes ripped to shreds. He also started to look older as Orange fur started to cover his face. A long orange furred tail tipped with a tuft of Yellow fur snaked out from behind him

Misty didn’t notice it, but she had started drooling, looking at the transforming Ash.

His face pulled out into a muzzle, and his normally spikey black hair became a flowing blonde mane of what LOOKED spikey, but was actually quite softer compared to his usual hairstyle.

One of his gloves grew to match his new size, while the other snapped off. Suddenly, a small sword floated down to Ash, and strapped onto the back of his outfit. Ash didn’t quite get WHY, but he had a feeling he’d have to use the weapon eventually...

Misty immedately latched onto Ash’s arm, “Ash! Are you okay?”

“Uh... I’m fine, Misty...”, Ash said. Surprised at how deep his voice was now. He was also blushing to himself, but his new fur was too thick to see the blush through. It seemed Misty
had gotten over being naked.

Okay, I lied. There was only one more to go. Heh. Drawn by  GrandStorm.