GAIN - Easing Those Pesky Morals (Charizard TF/WG)

(EDIT: HOW THE HELL DID I FORGET THE TAIL!? IT'S THE CUTEST PART! )

Blaze was a part-time Pokemon trainer and full-time criminal investigator that believed in justice for Pokemon above all else. She had heard rumblings about the alleged criminal activities of Team Rocket. Such tales of recruiting Pokemon for their schemes, even experimenting on them. She had even heard whisperings of some kind of mind control. If these rumors were true, she felt, they MUST be put to a stop.

Blaze's investigation revealed a subsidiary organization with Team Rocket, known only as GAIN. In a puzzling turn of events, it seemed that many of the Pokemon in GAIN were totally willing volunteers, totally content with their position there. The idea conflicted heavily with the suggestions of Pokemon kidnapping and experimentation that Team Rocket were often accused of by some. Could the "other" rumor actually be true? Blaze didn't believe in hypnosis, but she had to at least consider the possibility that the idea had SOME kind of merit. She had heard that there was some kind of doctor tending to the health of every GAIN member. She was lead to believe by her sources that

Blaze felt the direct approach would be the appropriate way to go. Finding the GAIN training and recruitment center, Blaze explained to the receptionist - a lovely, plump little anthro vulpix - what she had heard, and that she wanted to see the doctor. She was prepared for confrontation, yet she chose to go alone. She chose never to capture Pokemon, so the ones she cared for were ones that came to her for training, either out of respect for her ability or even brought in by their own trainers to help improve their technique. This meant that she had no Pokemon to stand by her side and defend her if things got ugly. This may be true, but she didn't begin looking into this group expecting to always be safe.

There was no violence. The receptionist simply asked her to take a seat and wait, and the doctor would come to see her when he was available. So she took a seat. One thing was for sure, they most certainly weren't STARVING any of the Pokemon in the compound. A cursory look through the glass windows into what seemed to be a swimming area proved that much. All of the Pokemon girls - for they WERE all girls, she noted - appeared well-fed at the least and downright BULGING at the most. They also didn't SEEM to be under any hypnosis, nor did they seem like they were drugged in any way. She peered around and saw clusters of Poke girls in incredibly skin-tight latex suits bearing the Rocket insignia, chatting away in casual conversation.

The reception area seemed to be fairly safe, as well. The wooden receptionist table, the padded bench, and a small shelf of books. Mostly Pokemon Biology studies. Blaze didn't rule out that this area might just be a front and there could be something hidden in one of the myriad other areas in the large compound.

Sighing, Blaze took a seat after being reassure that the doctor would come and see her when he could spare a moment. So Blaze waited.

And waited.

...And waited some more...

The receptionist sat contentedly the whole time, reading some magazine of some sort. Blaze didn't see anything like that for her and wasn't much interested in reading biology textbooks to pass the time. It was as if the room was design to just eliminate all distractions.

After an interminable period of time, her stomach growled. She had to have been sitting there for around a couple of hours, now! Blaze was a patient person, but her patience was wearing thin.

More time passed, and her hunger became ravenous. Why hadn't she had lunch before coming here? Finally looking up from her magazine, almost as if she'd forgotten Blaze was there, the vulpix receptionist placed a hand to her mouth in a slightly guilty expression. "Oh dear! I do apologize. The doctor does tend to fall behind on things sometimes. He's a very busy rattata.

A rattata. Interesting.

She continued, "Would you like something to tide you over while you wait?"

Blaze nodded. "Yeah, that would be great, thanks."

The receptionist disappeared into a back hallways, and after what seemed like a couple of minutes, she returned, carrying the oddest thing... a purple-colored apple! And a large one at that!

"What... is THAT?" Blaze asked, alarmed.

"We have a special greenhouse where we grow incredibly nutritious food designed for a proper Pokemon diet. Would you prefer some other kind of fruit?

Blaze was wary, but took the apple. It was quite large in her small, pale hand. "Erm... I don't want to seem untrusting, but this seems like it could be poisonous somehow. Would you take a bite of this first?"

The vulpix beamed in a surprising amount of happiness. "Gladly!" She said, and she took a large bite of the apple, letting out a hum of pleasure as she did so. Blaze eyed her for a long moment. She seemed okay. She didn't seem poisoned or drugged from the apple in any way. And... well... Blaze was STARVING, and didn't want to miss out on the chance to talk to the rattata that was supposedly in charge here.

Sighing out of a kind of puzzled resignation, Blaze took a bite of the apple. It was... absolutely AMAZING. She had never in her entire life tasted anything like it. She wanted to dig in and eat more, but she waited several long seconds just the same. Her vision seemed normal. Same with her respiration and nervous system. She seemed in control of her mental faculties. She supposed that her suspicions were just getting out of hand. After all, no one had ever PROVEN that this organization was up to no good, right? And everything here seemed find and dandy and just DELICIOUS.

...That was an odd thing to think, but Blaze decided she could wait no longer. She took a second bite and a third and was soon STUNNED to see that she had cored the entire fruit. She stared at it, amazed. Whatever they were doing in their gardens, they did it well!

Blaze sat down, preparing to wait awhile longer, but then her stomach growled again. But... that made no sense! She'd just eaten an apple the size of a small basketball! there's no way she could still be hungry. But... she seemed MORE hungry than before!

Sheepishly, she walked to the receptionist desk and asked if she could have some more. The receptionist smiled and nodded, then went back to the garden area again.

After what seemed THIS time to be SEVERAL minutes (but what had to be the same amount of time), she returned, this time carrying two of the huge apples. By now she felt something changing about herself, but didn't care, she snatched one of the delicious purple fruit from her hands and dug into it before taking the second. Now her stomach was definitely bloated, she could tell without looking. But she didn't care. "I really, really want some more!"

The vulpix nodded. "Sure, we have plenty! Why not come back and have a few?" No sooner did she ask than Blaze practically ran through the door with her. She felt decidedly heavier... weighted down, even. But... she also felt... DIFFERENT. In some other ways she didn't quite know. Blaze could have told herself that she was following the receptionist back in order to get a better look at the garden, but in truth the ONLY thing forefront on her mind was having more of those amazing, wonderful apples.

In a lush garden area full of trees and bushed with other oddly-colored fruit, Blaze sat at the base of the tree holding the precious apples. The receptionist offered her one, and she took it.

SSSSSRRRRIIIIIIIPPPP!

Halfway through that fourth apple, the clothing she had been wearing practically DISINTEGRATED around her. And she was forced to tear her gaze away from her food to look. What she saw wasn't her belly at all. Not her modest, pale, human belly. Was she saw was a large. Round. YELLOW. CHARIZARD belly, and orange legs and hands of a charizard to go with it! She looked at herself in total shock. Searching desperately for words, she looked at the receptionist, who seemed completely unflappable. She in turn was looking over at the entrance. Blaze turned to see what she had been looking at. There, in the entrance stood an anthro rattata, rail-thin in a white lab coat. He carried with him something black, folded up in his arms.

The doctor - for that was who this clearly was - walked up to her. "I know that you have had your suspicions that we are some kind of gang causing crimes, my dear. But you can see we are clearly not a violent sort. I know you uphold some form of ideals of being a conquering heroine, saving the day... But perhaps you can set those dreams aside and see that there is nothing to conquer. No one you need to fight. Why not stay as long as you like, as our guest. I will make certain you are given plenty of fruit daily. And of course," he smiled... a smile that made it clear this was JUST a formality, "you are more than welcome to leave anytime you'd like. I am certain we can change you back into a human if you wanted to leave this form behind, and you will be sent on your way with no trouble. So, what do you think? Would you like to stay with us, here in the compound, and be a new member of our team?

Blaze gulped. She could hardly forget her form, and she KNEW that she had been suckered in. But... something happened. Suddenly, in that moment, she didn't CARE anymore. She didn't want to be the hero. She didn't want to investigate crime or take criminals to justice. What she wanted was to sit on her new charizard butt and eat her amazing fruit. Only one question remained, and she asked it, feeling the odd shape of her new, Pokemon mouth: "What... is it you're carrying?"

The doctor neatly unfolded the black outfit to reveal what Blaze had suspected. The latex uniform of a GAIN member.

***

The time passed, and blaze never once regretted her decision to join the team.

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Okay, guys. Wow. I know that this is a MASSIVELY different thing for me to draw. And I know there's a possibility it can be a bit off-putting to some. But I have been working harder and harder to get out of my personal comfort zone and start trying the things that got me interested in this kind of art to begin with.

GAIN is the creation of my friend, mentor, and artistic idol , and is used with his blessing. It is my fervent hope with this picture and story that I am able to get him and everyone else to stand up and just go "WOW." Either way, I hope you guys enjoy this picture, and do NOT rule out more pictures like this in the future.

(YES, Dragon Schooled will still be released, but right now I'm getting some other things done.)