Weird follow-up to this weird sequence. Dialogue/story by hibbyjibby.

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Today had taken a strange turn. One moment, Leon had been his simple blue Latios self (in no small part thanks to a certain red Latias with a penchant for science), and the next he'd been assaulted, 'eaten', and forced into becoming a shiny, and quite curvaceous Serperior with a leash and collar around her neck, along with a few extra pounds after her latest activity of downing two strangers. Leon's body may have changed, but not his mind, not yet atleast, he was sure of it. And yet...

These thoughts were interrupted by the nosy, and crude as ever voice of Sybil, who drew in closely to the Serperior, wrapping her arm across the serpent's back and shoulders as if they were the bestest of friendlies now. Each woman's fairly generous breasts squished against one another as Sybil grinned, taking note of their sizes, and especially the addition to the Serperior's. "Those people definitely did a number on your body, and only the good kinds! You're even bustier than I am, Leon! Did you enjoy yourself there, Serperior~?", asking in the most obviously teasing manner, but still wanting to know her thoughts. The Serperior thought for a moment, motioning as if she were resting a hand upon her chin to appear deep in thought. She spoke after a minute, saying "I very much enjoyed it, Sybil. The female put up a feeble resistance, while the male was clearly much more of a challeng. I believe she padded out my breasts, and he has added plentifully to my rear.". Grinning wider and even greater than before, Sybil thrust her hand into the air as if to salute some sort of fictory. "Hah, great to hear! I usually fancy the guys myself, always seem like brutes when they're accostin' me. Although...", Sybil paused, leaning back a second and giving her collared friend a firm slap on the bum, eliciting an "Ooh!" from the Serperior as Sybil continued, watching those rear-mounds, along with the rest of this Serperior's figure jiggle from the slap. "I think I could give your ass' size a run for its money, hehe~".

With what felt like an invasive, yet coaxing and even pleasurable force though her mind, the Serperior responded to her 'mistress'. "I would not doubt it, my mistress. But, who is this "Leon? I would surely enjoy meeting him, much like I enjoyed meeting all these people." The confusion in her voice was apparent, but Sybil's grin remained plastered onto her face, thinking for a moment before shrugging her arms, responding to her 'pet's' question. "Ohh, nevermind that my glossy friend. You've just given me a really good idea, haha! Let's introduce you to eh, another friend of mine. I think she might have something in store for a girl like you~ It'll be fun, I'm sure of it!". Having no way to resist or decline, not that she'd want to, the Serperior said "As you wish, mistress.".

With another firm tug of the leash and the same stupid grin, one that was a mixture of innocent crudeness and fully-aware deviousness, Sybil began to march her way towards the home of a specific, rather peculiar red Latias, the subservient Serperior slither and moving behind her 'creator' in a calm, composed manner. Thinking to herself, our Serperior began to wonder "Hmm, who is this friend of Sybil's? They sound knowledgabe. And that other name, so strangely familiar." She truly didn't know who this 'Leon' was, and maybe it was for the best. After all, she had an owner that was her friend, and kept her fed and content, even giving her a neat set of wide-rimmed circular glasses.

What more could she want?

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