Being born with near perfect IV's has it's perks; you get fast tracked to stardom as a performer, actress, and model, for starters. Unfortunately for the people around you, that tends to get to your head pretty fast.
And so, little Priscilla was assigned a new trainer, which is more like a glorified babysitter in her case; with the numerous coaches, agents, and other such staff tending to her every whim, someone to put on her papers as her 'owner' is just a legal formality. Poor guy spends half of his days just giving her foot rubs and listening to her yammer on about whatever rich girl problem she has.
Sometimes, though, she can show her hand a little; that prissy, bratty exterior opening up a little to let her real wants shine through—to be folded and dominated like a common wild pokemon.
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Hope you enjoy this installment of 'eeveelutions with whatever fuckass personality I decide'. Next up: Leafeon.
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