"Pokemon Mist: Lucario" - Lucario Transformation Story (Patreon)

Man into Male Lucario Transformation Story | Unwilling | NSFW | 3rd PoV

Mike missed the times when he played pokemon games when he was younger. Life was so busy for him that he kept forgetting to someday relive the memories by launching the game on newer devices like he planned to. He had enough of this and decided to reserve one day just to finally bring himself to play some classic pokemon game.

It was a Friday evening and the man had everything ready, which in short meant a lot spare time and the working switch console. It was raining outside and it was said that a storm was about to start, but Mike didn’t care much. That was a mistake because as the first lightning hit, his console flashed white for a second. Mike unplugged it and turned it on, everything seemed to work so he brushed it off.

All of the sudden a shockwave of electricity hit Mike. “Ah! What the hell…?” – He exclaimed in pain and shock that the device was capable of this. He slowly calmed down and was about to go with his plan to play the damn game no matter what, but the pain in his hands wasn’t gone. They tingled and ached and it was hard to tell why at first.

Mike winced and placed the console on the table to examine his hands freely. He brought them closer and then noticed it. His finger kept cramping, because they were shrinking and becoming stubbier and less dextrous. “Huh?! What’s h-happening to me…?!” – He exclaimed in dread as his entire hands began malform and gradually gain the shapes of strange paws.

The changing man started to freak out, nothing about his transformation appeared normal or explainable and worse yet it seemed like the changes were spreading and intensifying. Mike turned his puffing up hands around just to see their flesh swelling in places. Protective, pinkish pillows slowly took shape on Mike’s palms – The man quickly understood what they were, some sort of paw-pads.

Mike got goosebumps when the skin all over his body began to itch. “Uh-oh… Please, it can’t be what I think it might be…” – He stammered defeated and took off his shirt. He immediately gasped when he saw that his chest was covered in short beige fur. It was creeping in every direction as it grew longer and denser. “I’m turning into some goddamn animal! Wait…” – Mike muttered when he saw something strange, the fur that began to grow on his arms wasn’t beige, but instead blue.

“This can’t be…” – He said quietly when he realised that he wasn’t actually turning into just some animal, but a pokemon judging by the glossy blue fur and unique paws. Mike flexed his digits and realised that they were still relatively dextrous. His fingernails were now subtle, yet sharp claws. Mike brought his right hand-paw and rubbed his chest through the fur on it – It felt bizarre, but also soothing. He imagined this was the feeling that dogs must’ve felt when pet.

Still it was hard to ignore the realism of the situation, the man was turning into an actual pokemon. “I like them, but I didn’t want to turn into one! What about my human life…?!” – Mike complained as he felt that most of his body was covered in unique fur pattern already. His torso being mainly beige, his limbs being black and blue.

Mike bit his lip nervously and got up from his sofa. The moment he felt his legs begin to shift. His bones twisted audibly and rather uncomfortably as they altered in shapes and gradually turned his legs digitigrade. “Nononooo! Please stop th- Ga-ah!” – Mike toppled down onto all fours unable to keep balance on his altering legs, especially as his feet began to elongate and force him to stay on his tiptoes.

Mike began to kick his legs in the air separately until his socks came off and revealed cute paws. Mike could’ve sworn his altered paw-like feet had less toes than previously and the ones that lasted were tipped with sharp claws already. The man gulped as he realised that the soles and areas underneath his toes were practically numb, which signalled the growth of many pinkish, protective pads underneath them. They swollen bigger and more prominent on his new feet and lifted them up from the ground a bit.

The remaining clothes on Mike’s body seemed to get bigger on his frame as he was shrinking somewhat, but not much. His trousers were sliding off him, but he tried to keep them on with his right paw-hand. Only to feel an electric throbbing above his rump which made him drop the trousers. His spine was growing outwards and a developing tail-nub started to twitch above the man’s furry butt.

Mike just stared back at his growing appendage. The tail started to wag, somewhat happy that it caught Mike’s attention. The man blushed timidly and remained silent feeling his spine continuing to push out. Soon Mike sported a fully developed lucario tail. It itched slightly as blue fur began to sprout all over.

“Alright, I need to k-keep calm… I started changing somehow, so there must be a way to change back-ario. Lhu?! Ly vu-vuicerio! Luc-“ – Mike kept trying to speak normally, but to his horror it was becoming impossible. He shook his head and realised that something felt wrong. He started touching his scalp with his hand-paws just to realise that his human hair was gone, but in its place was already a patch of soft, black and blue fur.

Two strange shapes on his head caught Mike’s attention. His ears were starting to thin down and grow pointier as they began to move higher on his head. They began to sprout blue fur on the exterior and some black in the interior as they fully turned into tall triangles. His new sensitive ears twitched under the touch of his paws in dog-like fashion.

Mike groaned in his changing voice as his head began to lose its human shape and become more canine. A pressure in the back of his head in four points signalled the growth of his four fleshy aurappendages. Mike felt them elongate and become somewhat plump at the ends. “Luc-Lucario…” – Mike whispered in a voice that wasn’t his in the slightest, but he knew the voice very well nonetheless.

An unpleasant pressure in Mike’s face forced him to shut his eyes from the discomfort. Unbeknown to him their colour changed from green to sharp red. His nose began to blacken and swell in his point of view. With a snap something altered in his skull drastically and his face began to push out into a muzzle to which Mike was only able to react with his pokemon calls of distress.

His visage grew furrier, the iconic fur pattern made it look as if he wore a sort of black mask. Mike opened his eyes and blinked when he realised that his vision changed and improved somewhat. He saw something else too, a protrusion in his field of vision – His growing muzzle. With one more awful push it reached its final size and Mike was able to sigh in relief.

Fur covered the last bare patches of his skin and Mike expected the changes to end at that. He shakily got up onto his changed feet alone and the second after his trousers and underwear slipped off him. Mike grumbled something incoherently, but then he felt pressure rise on his paw-hands. He yelped as bony spikes slowly started to grow out of his exterior hands. They didn’t grow big, but they were very apparently there sticking out of the Mike’s fluffy fur.

Similar pressure appeared on the man’s chest and he knew what it meant by now as the third spike pushed its way through both the man’s flesh and fur. Mike felt another wave of changes, this time lower on his body somewhere underneath his groin fluff. Mike blinked in disbelief as he saw his manhood alter to fit his new form.

His foreskin began to alter and fuse with his lower belly turning into a furry sheathe. Mike blushed underneath his furry visage as his cock began to come out of his newly developed pouch. His shaft was rapidly losing its human shape and sharpening at the tip. The flesh of his shaft was turning red and rather canine. A swelling sensation appeared at the base of his shaft as a knot started to form.

Mike just stared dumbfounded at his throbbing erection, too shocked to do anything about it. The red tip slowly slid back into its sheathe and soon after Mike’s new equipment was snuggly hidden beneath all of his fur which he was thankful for.

Mike’s sensitive ears perked up when he heard noise coming from behind his apartment door. “Mike? Why didn’t you pick up the phone? Are you alright? You better reply or I’m coming in to check on you!” – Said his partner Amelia. Mike’s heart stopped beating for a second. “I’m a damn pokemon! She can’t see me like this! Nobody can, right?! Amelia may realise its me, but the others… They’d freak out in the best scenario and examine my insides in the worst!” – Mike thought to himself as the banging at his door got louder.

Just then something unexpected happened. His switch console turned on by itself and strange mist started to spill out of its screen. If Mike wouldn’t have been changed into pokemon he wouldn’t believe his eyes now. The strange mist seemed to alter everything it touched, turning it into parts of the pokemon world he knew so well. The colours in his apartment shifted, the furniture changed into that existing in pokemon world. Mike gulped and trembled on his paws unsure what to do. Was he able to stop this strange mist? Maybe if he’d turn the device off himself, but wouldn’t that pull him into the pokemon world or something? He was sort of a part of it by now. And if he wouldn’t act, would the mist turn the entire city or worse yet – World into that in which pokemon exist…?

Mike closed his eyes in shame, but opened them right after and ran towards the door of his apartment. He hit them with a thud and began to work on the key with his paws. They weren’t as clumsy as he thought they would, he managed to open the door. “Ahhh! Wait, who- What are you…?” – Amelia asked her pokemon-turned partner. Mike knowing what was coming didn’t answer, but grabbed his girlfriend by the hand and pulled her away from the apartment. Still Amelia took one more peek inside and then saw what was happening, the mist already infected the entire interior of Mike’s apartment and was about to spill out of it.

“I don’t know what you are, but thank you for saving me. We need to find my boyfriend Mike. Have you seen him? You were in his house after all. You aren’t the one behind the mist, are you…?” – Amelia questioned Mike as they ran out of the building. Mike brushed his left foot against the pavement sheepishly – He was the cause of the mist, albeit unwilling after all. Amelia frowned, but before she was able to say anything more there was an explosion heard in the building they ran out of. They turned to face it and saw the entire building shift in details. Mike regretted leaving his apartment, maybe he would have been able to stop this pokemon mist. He gestured at his girlfriend to follow him to safety. Mike hoped he’d be able to show Amelia that it was actually him underneath all the fur…