Mightyena Daycare (TFTG)

Mightyena Daycare

A TFTG story written originally with art by AnthroMage

Edited By Zen~

CW: Unwilling Permanent Change - Mental Changes - Non Consent - Non Anthro Pokemon - Betrayal (Employer) - Brest Feeding (Maternal)

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Robert closed and locked the door to the backroom of the daycare. About him, soft lights grew in brightness, fully illuminating what had till just a moment before been an artificial twilight. He turned and smiled as he saw the happy pokemon running about the daycare. This was surely a less stressful and difficult way of getting his hands on with such adorable critters. It beat becoming a trainer and attempting Hoenn’s infamously water-heavy gym circuit.

Working at the daycare may have come with a slight reputation. Plenty of scandals surrounded those employed to tend to the needs of the more strikingly humanoid pokemon, but it was hardly enough to deter him. Besides, this location was chock full of innocently dog-like creatures, hardly the sort to arouse suspicions of inappropriate conduct.

Ironically, the most annoying aspect of working at the pokemon daycare so far had been the humans. Or, more specifically, one human. Michel, the seemingly perpetually grumpy manager.

“Don’t get too near them!” The stout, gray haired woman snapped as Robert stepped closer to one of the pens containing an excited Espeon. “Not until I say you're ready! And ,that’s only AFTER you have been fully trained! This room stays locked for a reason!”

The newest employee backed away shaking his head as he did so. “Kids raise these things Michel, how dangerous do you think they are? Besides, it's not like they are wild pokemon. Uh, these are ones trainers brought in aren't they?” He glanced at the friendly pups. “They definitely don’t look aggressive.”

“Ones in the rest of the place maybe,” The older woman shook her head. “But not these ones. These fluffballs are all rescues from a pokemon lab which had to be shut down after officials deemed their experiments unethical. Serves them right, the cold hearted bastards!” She gave Robert a warning finger wag. “All of these pokemon are dangerous, possibly even unstable and NOT to be underestimated! Do you understand?”

A nearby Espeon mewed happily and began to wag its tail. Robert shook his head again feeling irritation building towards the old woman’s paranoia, but still took another step back and raised his hands. “Alright, alright! I’ll be careful. Just tell me what I have to do to get hands on with these sweet babies!”

“Damn it, take my warnings seriously!” Michel barked. “These simple rules could save your life one day! Why, the last person I had working here ended-up getting too close to a Mightyena and-” She was cut off when the chime of a bell alerted the pair to the arrival of a trainer, no doubt coming to drop off or pick up one of their pokemon. “Damn it, I’ll finish that story later, just wait here while I go deal with the customer.” Her voice lowered, but Robert could faintly hear her mumbling, “There’s no telling how deadly their drop off could be...”

“Sure.” Robert rolled his eyes as the woman hurried back to the business front of the operation. “I’ll just stay here and NOT pet the pokemon… Definitely.” He waited till she was well out of view before chuckling. “Crazy old Zubat. Now to get my pet on!”

The young man turned and glanced over the pens, wondering which of the friendly pups he should lavish with love first. After all, he had been hired to tend to these critters needs and what pup didn’t want, nay, REQUIRE frequent head scratches? He found his eyes quickly brought to the reinforced fence blocking the entrance to a special containment area. Inside, a sad-looking Mightyena stared up at him with pleading eyes, it’s pink tongue poking from its mouth as it panted softly between whines.

“Oh my Arceus!” Robert gasped walking up to the cage and reaching out a hand to give the pokemon a chin scratch. “What has that grouchy old woman been doing with you? I swear, she’s unfit to run this place if she’s so damn hateful towards you!” The Mightyena grinned and wagged its tail, clearly enjoying the attention. “And to have you here all by yourself? You're a pack pokemon, aren't you? You should have at least a couple of friends here with you!” Robert's fingers curled under the canine's chin, stroking around the Mightyena's jawline and tickling his cheeks. He glanced to the sign, looking for a name and then paused. “Oh, wait, you have a mate? And she’s in the egg laying room? Well I guess that’s something, but still, just one female hardly makes a pack, right?”

The Mightyena yipped as if to agree and then, without warning, bit down hard on Robert’s hand!

Robert shouted in pain and tried to pull away from the pokemon. The mightyena only growled and bit down harder. Strangely while the bite was undoubtedly becoming more intense and the pressure was certainly increasing, the harder the pokemon clenched, the less painful the attack felt. Robert’s cries of pain weakened as he felt an odd calm begin to flow into him, a warm numbness starting from his hand and radiating out across his body.

“What’s going on?” He blearily wondered aloud, looking down at his hand though what felt like a haze of numb unreality. He frowned as black fur began to sprout from his skin, thickening into a pelt like coat. “Did… Did I pass out? Am I dreaming?”

The feeling of being in a dream only grew as the fur spread up his arm and as it traveled, slimmed the limb down and reformed it until his biceps looked more like an animal's leg then anything which should have been attached to a human body. The fur did not stop at the arm either as when the fur reached his shoulder, Robert felt the fur spreading densely under his clothes, crossing his chest and rolling down his back before working from the other direction on his remaining arm. The changes he knew should have alarmed him, but something about the bite, which had not let up in all that time, seemed to have dulled his senses and left him increasingly detached from the world.

“Everything is...fine?” Robert muttered dreamily as something long, gray and fuzzy pushed from his lower back. “My mate wouldn’t let anything bad happen to me, would he?”

Wait...his Mate? Why had he thought that? Who was his mate and why would a human man consider anyone to be his ‘mate’?

This thought did bother Robert for a moment, but then he caught sight of the Mightyena. Instantly he felt a wave of soothing warmth pass through him as on his chest, a pair of breasts grew out, bouncing and jiggling with each tiny spurt of mass gained. Just as he had begun to wrap his mind around the idea of having the first set of boobs, they were joined by four more just below them. Of course the pokemon was his mate, that was obvious! And he, no SHE was so very grateful to have him, even if she did have to share. To be valued by a pokemon as strong and handsome as this was a blessing from Arceus themselves! In fact, the only thing wrong about this whole situation was that she wasn’t in the pen with her MATE right now! How in the hell had she even gotten out?

This last was at least easily rectified as Robert quickly scrambled up the side of the fence. She struggled for a moment when her legs reformed into proper dog-like ones. For a breif moment her swelling doggy toes became tangled within her clothes. However, a few powerful kicks proved enough to rid herself of the ill-fitting garments. Then she was over and landing heavily inside of the pen, face-to-face with her mate who had graciously released her paw, leaving behind only the faintest trace of fang marks on her flesh.



A new heat between her legs made itself known to Robert then and she smiled as she turned away from her mate, tail twitching. He in turn smiled as her tail raised, revealing a tiny and shrinking human manhood, the cock hard as a rock, but already a size smaller than the man’s former littlest finger. His balls had already vanished and in their place a new opening had formed, one which greedily devoured her cock till all that remained of it was a tiny, hyper-sensitive nub. This opening dripped needley as, between the males legs, a far grander and more worthy rod rose, its tip glistening and shaft pulsing as it hover just before its welcoming new home.

Both pokemon knew what was to come next and neither hesitated to give into their throbbing instinctive need.

-

Michel returned to the pen sometime later, a sleeping Eevee nuzzled in her arms. “Alright Robert, sorry about the wait, this little fella ended up being pretty…rambunctious?” The woman trailed off when she noticed the man’s appsense. “Robert?”

A whine from the Mightyena pen caught her attention. Michel sighed as she strode over to look down at the desperate, confused female pokemon who gazed back at her. “Hello Robert.” Michel remarked irritatedly. “Having fun?”

The pokemon blushed and whimpered, trying to free herself from the male, but clearly unable to push herself off his still enlarged knot.

Robert had begun to realize something was wrong almost immediately after the male had begun to spurt her new vagina full of cum. But, by that point, he had already swollen inside of her too much. As her mind cleared she attempted to free herself, but try as she might, she could not pull away from him as her new womb was flooded with his seed and when she had attempted to claw her way back over the fence, he had dragged her back down with a warning bite to the back of the neck.

Michel sighed as the new Mightyena whined at her. “Well I warned you didn’t I? Told you not to go near them and that this one especially was dangerous? You didn’t think I had them locked up in the back for a reason or that those experiments might have done something to them that might make them a threat? Well now you know and you’ve ended up just like my last new hire!”

The pokemon’s eyes widened and Michel nodded soberly.

“That’s right, she’s recovering from her first birth as we speak and given how firmly knotted you are, you’ll get your turn soon enough.”

Robert’s mind raced and she began to bark frantically, unable to make even a single human word despite her best efforts. The Eevee in Michel’s arms woke with a start at the sound and began to cower and quiver in the woman's arms, causing her to scowl dangerously. “Now look what you’ve done! She took all this time just to get to sleep the first time! And yes, I know what your yapping about and NO it’s NOT reversible! They never found a way of turning the victims back, that’s why that lab was shut down and its poor pokemon kept from the public! Besides, you let a pokemon put an egg in you, there’s no coming back from that!”

Michel put a comforting hand on the Eevee’s head as the pokemon quivered at the ongoing barks and howls from the former human.“I’m sorry, but there is nothing I can do to fix this, only make this a little easier for you. I’d normally give you a choice, but if you're just going to carry on barking like that, then I’ll just make the call instead. Espeon! Hypnosis!”

Robert’s wide, panicked eyes met the Eeveelutions' cool, calm ones and one last time, she felt a wave of calm passing over her…

-

Timothy stepped into the daycare’s back room, looking about at all the pokemon with wide eyed wonder. “Wow, this place is amazing! And they are all SO CUTE! I've always wanted to work at a daycare! Cuddling Pokemon and giving all the good boys so many pets!”

“Don’t let appearances fool you.” Michel grumbled, looking meaningfully at the Mightyena pen were the male and his two breeders watched the new arrival with intense interest. "These are still Pokemon and they bite."

Occasionally one of the packs pups would attempt to worm its way out of the cage, but inevitably before it could get far Jack or Robert would catch it and either return it to their fathers side or allow them to suckle upon their milky teats. “You’ll not get near any of them till you have been thoroughly trained! The last time I-”

Her words were cut off as a chime sounded, alerting her to the arrival of a customer. “Oh for the love of…” She shook her head. “Look just stay here, DON’T go near the pens and I promise to be back soon!”

As she ran back towards the storefront Timothy’s eyes fell upon the family and he began to walk towards them, crying out in delight, “Oh my Arceus! Look at the cute puppies!”

THE END?