Studies on Eevees - part 4: Jolteon (Patreon)

Subject 4: Jolteon

It was unmistakable at that point, and part of me began to think that we were doing this whole research experiment wrong. My efforts to document the strange energy of corruption and its effects on the eight Eevee evolutions have given me increasing evidence that we’re doing everything backwards. It’s not pokemon that corruption wants, it’s humans.

Corruption devours decency and purity wherever it goes, no matter what animal or thing it infects, but corruption seems almost alive in its efforts to corrupt humans. It would have been a different case if we corrupted an Eevee, introduced a human vector, then the Eevee transformed into a human to have passionate, corrupt sex with them. No. The Eevee stripped the human’s humanity away like a sex-hungry porn star ripping off the clothes of their partner. Maybe, to a corrupt pokemon, “humanity” gets in the way of the sex it wants to have. This is also taking into consideration the fact that every single interviewed transformed human has reported that their libido, and the pleasure they get from climax, had increased a hundred-fold.

Is humanity, in essence, holding us back?

We held a meeting and decided on something moving forwards. For all future eeveelutions, we’ll introduce a human off the bat as soon as the eeveelution is corrupted.

Jolteon took some time to tame enough to be held in a sizable observation room, biting any researcher that would try and move it into the room. Once it was inside, we gave it a chew toy to gnaw at while we set up preparations.

The brave volunteer which was bound to be transformed lewdly into another Jolteon (we presumed) was a college-age male. At first, when I thought about how we would possibly convince people to permanently give up their humanity simply for the sake of research, I couldn’t think of anything. Surprisingly, there are people out there who would pay exorbitant amounts to be transformed into pokemon, like it’s their whole life's purpose. This, plus a bonus couple thousand dollars, managed to pull in more than a hundred applicants. We chose this one at random.

Once the corruption was released into the room, the Jolteon didn’t seem phased at first, but while it was pushing its sharp fangs into the toy it began to purr quite loudly, almost to the point of shaking the thick glass separating the pokemon and the researchers. The Jolteon sat up to a sitting position, its paw on its sheath as the purrs mixed with loud, feral growls. In seconds, the pokemon’s knotted cock grew out, exposed to the air. One researcher quickly picked up how fast the cock was twitching, flinging precum droplets onto the window.

The volunteer got nervous but held steadfast to why they were there. It didn’t matter how, they wanted to be transformed. So, once everything was ready, we let the volunteer into the chamber, wearing nothing but bathing shorts, since we knew those won’t be lasting very long.

Immediately, the researcher stuttered out how it felt like his insides were vibrating, especially his prostate. His toes curled and he dropped to his knees in front of the Jolteon, who gave the human a smug look, still holding the chew toy in his maw, its twitching cock dripping with precum,

“I-It feels like m-my dick has a vibrator on it~ oh sweet Arceus~” the human moaned, his cock hardening fast and poking out of his shorts. I expected the Jolteon to immediately bound onto the human to have sex, but instead, it went around sniffing the human, almost as if getting a “feeling” for them. With a paw, the Jolteon pulled the shorts away revealing the human’s madly twitching cock. It seemed to vibrate on its own, like being pleasured by an unseen vibrator wand,

“Shouldn’t the human be transforming by now?” one of my researchers commented as I was watching intently. It was slightly itching at the back of my mind that in the other three tests, a human walking into the chamber of the corrupt pokemon would take a maximum of three seconds before humanistic traits began to dissolve…but it had been more than two minutes now. The human was still very human.

Before I started to worry that we had committed a cardinal sin of scientific research (that being “assuming”) the Jolteon took the chew toy out of its mouth and circled around the human to their backside. In its paw, the rubber toy was surprisingly phallic. In fact, when I took a closer look, it was a rubber dildo of a thick, knotted canine shaft. I was immediately taken aback, did one of the researchers give the Jolteon a sex toy to chew on? I could have sworn the toy wasn’t such a thick red cock.

Before I could think of it any further, the Jolteon shoved the toy straight up the human's ass. In a beautiful flurry of transformation, the human shed away their form in seconds, yellow fur exploding up the pale skin of the human as they quickly became quadruped. Their cock fattened out and grew long enough to poke out their front legs, and their face muzzled out into a Jolteon. Their surprised cry from the insertion became the horny, lust-filled cry of a Jolteon as the former human climaxed in a brilliant wave of cum that splattered the far wall. Both Jolteon’s huge knots buzzed on their own, shooting copious amounts of seed all over the containment room, purring and nuzzling each other as their fur was coated white. If I didn’t know any better, I assumed the two of them were considered “mates” now.

In conclusion: I barely skimmed the interview portion of the human-turned-Jolteon, mostly because it was all things I’ve read before. Unending and unconditional praise for how they felt, that they never wanted to go back to being human and that they finally feel “free.”

What interested me more was when I held a meeting a day after the test. I hated losing my temper, but the fact that someone could have bought a pokemon-themed sex toy to use as a research prop was irresponsible, and whoever did so would be receiving strict punishment. This wasn’t because I was “appalled” at the sight of a sex toy, in fact, I might have said yes to a suggestion that we give one of our Eeveelutions a sex toy to experiment with. What worried me was the fact corruption spreads through lust. If there was someone in the team that had a sex toy and brought it to work (jokingly or not) without me knowing, there was a very well chance that corruption could seed into using that toy, and suddenly we have another outbreak just because someone got a little too horny at the sight of a knotted pokemon cock.

Later that day, I got an email featuring an attached receipt for business expenses. On it, I found an expense labelled as a pokeball chew toy. The picture was a rubber red and white ball, modelled after a normal-fashion pokeball. Immediately, I recognised the ball to be the same one in the mouth of the Jolteon before we corrupted it.

The toy had changed shape, and not only that, but the Jolteon knew it had changed.

There was a lot more to be done.

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