This is a tiny story that I had on my mind, and is a sequel to the Ask The Crew with Zillina.



Sleim sat up in the coarse sand, the grains almost annoying for anyone who wasn't covered in a layer of slime. The Goodra wasn't like most others however ; unlike in the video games where Goodra was very gooey and exerted almost too much goo, Sleim had thought of a better way to bring the Pokemon to life where the slime was one smooth layer that dripped just a little after her body had produced more slime to take its place.

Lately people have been turning themselves to Pokemon through the use of a one-time suit that could alter their DNA to become as close to Pokemon as humanly possible, and about eight times out of ten, they chose to become a female Pokemon (obviously the internet had something to do with this). Sleim had been a swim instructor in her past life, and had loved what she did for a living. She used to be a girl whom she couldn't look at comfortably in the mirror, unlike the stereotypical "amazing-looking swim instructor" and for some reason she seemed attracted to the Pokemon she was now presently residing inside.

Her water-proof smartwatch rang and buzzed in alarm. It was now noon - the time that she had agreed to do private lessons with her favorite student, Zillina. The cute little red-haired fox had wanted to learn how to swim properly before she learned to surf, and - at first for a hefty sum - Sleim had agreed to teach her privately. The more amusing part was whenever Zillina looked at Sleim when she was wet, blushing and looking down as if the Goodra wouldn't take notice.

Sleim instinctively made sure she had everything on and ready to go. Her very small sports bra was sagging lower now, but was also shriveled up and nearly transparent from being soaked in the rising and falling waves and drying up in the summer sun repeatedly while She had fallen asleep. Her Bikini was also sagging a bit, nearly invisible behind her hand and crossed legs. Why was she so worried about her appearance now? Had it been the thought of the shy little fox? Had Sleim fallen in love at last? She had never really felt this kind of feeling towards anyone, and had not preferred one gender over the other. Perhaps she was never really looking until now, when Zillina reminded her of the feeling she loved of being able to look at the Goodra body and like it through and through?

She suddenly though to herself "Can't wait until that blushing Zoroark comes for her lesson..." and thought that maybe she could persuade the fox to pay her back for the lessons in some other way...