Catching Jenny and Joy (Pokegirl Bimbofication)

Hi folks!

Well, I don't want to be too optimistic, but I think I'm finally feeling better! My throat stopped hurting yesterday, along with a bunch of other symptoms... The battle might finally be won! Good lord, that took much, much longer than normal. Kinda concerning, but I'm just going to be happy that I'm finally over it.

And with that end to the illness, my ability to write seems to have returned as well! Honestly, I hate taking time off, but, uh, given how it worked out I guess it really was the right thing to do. Funny how that works, ain't it?

At any rate, I won't be back properly until May (I honor my debts, but I don't work without pay!) so in the meantime, here's another short to tide you by until then.

Oh, and happy Easter, everyone. I hope things are going good for you out there.

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(Contains bimbofication and pokemon transformation!)

The target had been sighted approximately three hours ago, and Jenny wasn’t sure if the spotter had made it out in time, or if they’d been added to his perverse collection. If it was the former, good – it was rare that people took her warnings seriously, and the world needed more sensible folk like that in it. If it was the latter, though, then hopefully they’d be able to find a cure after they’d taken this rogue bastard down. Maybe bringing them in as evidence would finally convince the rest of the family that she wasn’t crazy.

Tara Jenny – she could no longer call herself Officer, and that stung like hell – skidded into Pebblestone Town on her motorcycle at a speed that she would once thrown enough tickets at to crush a snorlax. Not a concern now, though. With her off the beat, this region was now in the hands of her third cousin twice removed – and that woman knew how to do a favour for a family member, even if she didn’t know one end of the law from the other. Any footage of this little speed stunt would be deleted by day’s end. After all, it’d be a terrible look for the force if word got out that there was a less-than-legal Jenny out there, wouldn’t it?

The pokecenter wasn’t any different from how she remembered it, back when these had been her streets. Same white walls, same red roof… Same Joy staring at her over the counter, though the look of shock was new.

“J-Jenny!” The healer rushed around the counter to greet her as she walked in. “What are you doing here? I haven’t seen you in…”

“Since I got suspended,” Tara cut her off, trying not to let her voice sound too bitter. She failed. “Behaviour unbecoming of an Officer. You remember.”

“… I remember thinking that was very unfair,” Joy muttered, giving Tara a reproachful look. “You were trying to help people. That’s what the Jennys have always done.”

Her Joy had always been one of the good ones. Kind, gentle… Just, you know, a nice person, through and through. A rarity, in this pokeworld. She was special like that. And it was probably going to screw her over one of these days. Especially now that Tara wasn’t around to protect her.

“Yeah, well, the Jennys at the hearing disagreed with that,” the green haired woman shrugged, brushing down her tan jacket as she tried to push past this uncomfortable topic. “The word paranoid got thrown around a few times. So did ‘freaking psycho’, come to think about it.”

Joy fumbled with her apron, her tone a mix of supportive and doubtful – she’d always been a woman of contradictions like that. “I, I’m sure you only got so forceful because they wouldn’t listen to you…”

Tara sighed. This was a waste of time. She had no desire to go over all of this again. Jenny business was Jenny business. Joy should know that, given how closely their families worked together. Surely the Joys had something similar? “And they didn’t listen to me after I shook great-grandma around either, so, hey, nothing changed. Anyway…” It was a brutal change of topic, but hopefully it’d get the point across. “I’m here on business. No time for pleasantries. I’m looking for someone. Has a woman named Leaf come through here in the past couple of hours? Brown hair, wears a sunhat?”

The nurse clearly wanted to talk more about what had happened – maybe show support, maybe try to steer her back onto the straight and narrow – but she was a polite thing, and she didn’t have it in her to ignore a direct question like that. “Leaf? Oh, she’s been around a lot lately, but I’m not sure I’ve seen her today… Mm, no, no, she’s not been in…”

Yep. Just what she’d been afraid of. “Shit. He’s probably got her then…”

Tara only realised she was speaking out loud when Joy’s eyes widened. “He… Wait, you mean…!”

“I shouldn’t talk about it.” The Jenny spun on her heel and made for the exit, stepping quickly. “Thanks, Joy, I gotta…”

“Wait!” Too late. Pokehealers could move damn fast when they wanted to. Before she could leave, Joy was blocking the door. “Jen- Tara, you don’t mean he’s here, do you?”

… Damnit. “He might be. Dunno yet. Haven’t gone to check.” She kept it non-committal despite herself. The official story was he didn’t exist, after all.

But it was obvious that Joy thought otherwise, just by the fear written all over her face. She knew he was out there – and that, if he was here, things were going to get bad. Unless someone stopped him, of course. “You’re… Even after all that happened, you’re still trying to hunt him down?”

“Well someone has to!!!” Suddenly, Tara was yelling. It wasn’t intentional, not a plan on her part – just months of anger and frustration bubbling to the surface. “Someone has to take this seriously! The Force may want to deny he exists, but I have proof that Lucario bastard is behind it all. He’s been seen around dozens of disappearances over the past few months! Time after time, someone goes missing, someone mentions there was a Lucario in the area. Wandering in a straight line through all the regions, until-“

“… Until he arrived here.” Joy’s voice was a whisper, the terror in her gaze all too clear. “He’s here, isn’t he?!”

“… He probably arrived yesterday,” Tara finally admitted. “I put the word out with my old network – the ones who’ll still speak to me, anyway – as soon as I realised where the trail was leading. Leaf sent me a message a couple of hours ago saying she’d seen him. Now she’s…” She paused, and then looked away. “Well, I don’t know where she is now. Maybe she’s just at the Pokemart or something.”

“But you think she’s on his belt, don’t you?” The nurse’s words almost sounded like an accusation. “You think that he’s, that he’s captured her, like… like a pokemon, right?”

The former officer bit her lip, and considered her next words carefully. This was normally the part people disagreed with her over. This was the part that’d gotten her thrown off the force. But the evidence was there! She was so sure…

“I think it’s possible,” she hedged, unwilling to have another argument. “Witness reports have said they’ve seen something similar…”

But instead of the argument she expected, Joy just nodded, her face resolute. “Then we have to stop him.”

Tara Jenny blinked, before her eyes widened. “We? Woah, Joy, no way. This guy is dangerous. Leave it to the professionals – ie, me – to sort it out. You can hang back here and heal us up when we’re done.”

Joy was having none of it though. This good girl had a spine of steel. “For one thing, Tara – you’re not a professional anymore.” Oof. “And for two, we don’t know what kind of treatment his victims need – Leaf might need our help right now. There’s no time to waste dragging them back here – I need to be on hand immediately to see what help I can administer.”

The Jenny gaped. “I… Joy, I can’t…”

But she was insistent. “What you can’t do is waste time arguing with me. I’m coming. Now.” She stepped out of the way and grabbed her overnight bag from a hook by the door. “Lead on.”

… “Fine.” She knew when she wasn’t going to win an argument. It was why she’d gotten so heated at the tribunal. “Just don’t make me regret this.”

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The mountains around Pebblestone weren’t anything special. The caves didn’t lead to any secret ruins, no one had wandered around dropping expensive or rare items all over the floor, and the hiking trails weren’t lined with awkward spots where pokemon trainers could ambush travellers and force them into pokemon battles. Unsurprisingly, this meant few people tended to travel through them during the off season. The town tourist board viewed it as a concern, and there was talk next year of bringing in some professional Route planners to spruce up the place, but for the moment it was as quiet as you could ask for.

That suited Tara Jenny just fine, of course. The fewer people out and about, the fewer potential victims of Lucario. And she herself was no stranger to the mountains – even if they weren’t popular, someone had always managed to get themselves stuck out in the wilds at least once a year back when she’d been the Jenny on duty. She shuddered to think how that kind of event would pan out now that her lazy ass second cousin was in charge. Maybe once she’d caught this rogue pokemon and proven to everyone what was happening, then she could return to her old post…

… But there was no point in distracting herself with hypothetical futures. Right now, she had a job to do, and she intended to do it. Somewhere in these mountains was a Lucario she’d been tracking for months, and she wasn’t going to let him escape again.

“You made a mistake coming to Pebblestone,” the green haired former officer muttered, clambering up the steep but walkable cliff side. “I know these mountains like the back of my hand. There’s nowhere for you to hide out here.”

“Are you talking to me?” A curious voice came from behind her. Oh right. She’d been so focused that she kind of forgot Joy’d come out with her. “Because I know them pretty well myself~”

True. The nurse had plenty of experience coming out to treat injuries or haul the occasional fainted trainer back to the pokecenter. If there was anyone who had as much experience as Tara out here, it’d be her. “Then I guess you know where we’re heading?”

“Lookout’s Roof, right?” Joy grunted as she climbed over a large rock, moving carefully to avoid getting her bag caught on an outcrop. “That’s the most likely place for anyone staying in the area.”

Indeed it was. Lookout’s Roof was a cave near the top of Mount Pebble, and provided the best shelter you were likely to get out in the wild. Local legend said that in the old days, lookouts who had been stationed up in the mountains to watch for bandits and pokemon stampedes had used it as their main base, hence the name. Campers who came through the area usually set up camp there, and if anyone was hiding out on this mountain, it was the best place to check.

“Got it in one.” The Jenny nodded, and then looked up. They were getting to the top of the trail – the cave wasn’t far now. “Okay, I’m going to take a look ahead. You stay back here, just in case it isn’t safe.”

“What?” Joy looked at her, incredulous. “You want to go in there alone? Are you crazy?”

Tara just smirked, brushing her jacket back a little so that her companion could see the pokeballs still hanging from her belt. “I wouldn’t say I’m alone. Don’t worry, I’ve been preparing to fight this guy for a long time. He may be cunning, but he’s still a Lucario – my Arcanine can deal with him just fine.”

“Your – Jenny!” The nurse was shocked for a moment, and then could barely hold in her laughter. “You’re supposed to turn your pokemon in when you get suspended, you know.”

“Yeah, well… They left the book keeping to my second cousin. It’s their own fault if she missed something.” Tara grinned, before hoisting herself forwards, towards the cave. “Now stay back, and stay quiet. If we’re lucky, I’ll catch him while he’s asleep…”

The nurse clearly still wanted to argue, but she just nodded instead. “Be careful up there, okay?”

“’Course I will. Careful’s my middle name.”

“… Tara Careful Jenny?”

“That’s the least of my issues with my family, Joy.” The former officer winked at her, before forging on ahead, her smile fading quickly. There was no more time for good humour – she had a mission to do.

The cave was the place – she knew it as soon as she approached. The scent of smoke was faint, but still sharp in the air, the sign of a recently extinguished campfire. If he had left, it hadn’t been long ago, but if he was still here then he wouldn’t be ready for her. She had a pokeball with his name on it, and soon enough he’d be stored away where he couldn’t harm anyone else. Just play it careful, Jenny – this one was too important to do by the book.

She stepped inside silently, moving through the shadows with a few tricks she’d picked up from that summer she’d spent in Fuchsia City a few years back. She didn’t hear any movement from within, which likely meant she’d just missed him, but this was no time to be making assumptions. Tara’d search to make sure, and then if he really was gone, she’d have found some clues as to where he was heading next. She knew these mountains better than him – she’d catch him no matter where he ran, no mistake.

What surprised her was how light it was in here, actually. She’d visited this cave no end of times, and she’d always needed a torch to see into the depths before, but right now it was like someone had opened the curtains and let the sun shine in here. Still a little dark, sure, but she could see everything in here. Had her senses grown super sharp in response to the seriousness of the situation? The idea made her quietly chuckle to herself, a deep, husky sound.

It was also getting pretty warm in here. Like, hot warm. The Jenny could already feel herself starting to sweat, despite it being such a breezy day outside. Already she was starting to breath heavy, taking huge, gulping breaths of chilled cave air to try to cool off, but it did little to help. Still trying to keep quiet, she reached up to rub her brow with a soft furred hand, and-

Wait. Furred?

Blinking, her eyes still strangely sharp in the darkness, she looked down at her hands, and bit back a gasp. Bright orange fur was sprouting up along her fingers, with small white pads developing over her palms and fingertips. And that was just the start. Even as she watched, the changes grew more drastic – her fingers merging together into three thicker digits on both hands, black claws developing on each point. In a matter of moments, her human hands had become thick, padded paws, covered in orange fur.

The process felt weird – hot, but not exactly painful – and it was spreading. Before she could even think to do anything, the coating of fur had spread down her arms and into her chest, flowing down her body and up her neck. The warmth that had been building up inside of her bubbled to boiling point, and she found herself groaning in dazed horror as her body started to expand around her. Muscles grew thicker and stronger. Her legs and back grew longer and taller. Fur bristled under her clothes for a moment, before her growing body started ripping those clothes to shreds, tearing her pants to ribbons around her.

Her shirt wasn’t far behind, buttons popping off and bouncing over the cave floor as her bust expanded with the rest of her, her breasts growing at an astounding rate, already covered in white, fluffy fur. They bounced to a halt only when they were about the size of the stunned Jenny’s head – and that was her head now, after the orange fur had swept over it, turning her ears into big, floppy pointed towers and moving them to the top of her head, and surrounding her mouth with white fur. The only trace of her human self now was her green hair – which had grown out thick and bushy behind her, more like a mane than anything, but it still had the colour of a Jenny.

The final change – after her feet had become paws, and her ass had plumped out to match her now heavy hooters – was the tail that popped out from just over her behind, long, fluffy, and just as green as her hair. It was only then that the bubbling heat inside her finally died down – though it failed to vanish completely. After all, an Arcanine always carried some measure of flame within her…

That was what she was now, she realised as her mind began to settle. She knew these colours, knew this form. Somehow, she’d been transformed into a kind of humanoid Arcanine. How… How was this even possible?

Then she felt it. A strange kind of foreign pressure, wrapping around her mind while she was still stunned from her transformation, and starting to squeeze.

No! She shook her head and focused, forcing back the pressure. She was a Jenny! She wouldn’t be defeated like that! Her body may have been transformed, but nothing was going to do anything to her mind, damnit!

Fortunately for her, it didn’t take much. Perhaps surprised at her resilience, the force only prodded her a few times before retreating, leaving her as she was. Tara breathed a sigh of relief, finally left alone to gather her thoughts. It didn’t take her long to work out what had happened.

The Lucario. Of course! This was how he captured all of those people – he transformed them into pokemon. She’d known it had to be something like that, but she’d thought he would have to be present to actually do it to someone. Being transformed like this when he was nowhere in sight was completely unexpected.

This was worse than she’d thought. She had to retreat – get out of here and get backup, now. Hopefully the other Jennys would take her seriously now that she looked like… Well, this.

She hurried from the cave, clutching her jacket – the only piece of clothing that had survived her transformation – tightly around her shoulders. Despite her situation, she was stunned to see how fast she could cover ground now – she’d known Arcanine were fast, of course, but knowing that and feeling it in your own body was something else. It was good though, this way she could grab Joy and get out of here faster.

“Joy? Joy!” She half hissed, half growled as she sprinted back to where she’d left her friend. “We have to get out of here! He, he knew I was coming somehow, and… Joy?”

The nurse was nowhere to be seen. But there was a ruined nurse’s uniform lying on the ground where she’d been, ripped and shredded into pieces. Tara’s stomach sank. “No…”

“Oh, that’s no good!” Suddenly, a voice from behind her! Damnit, she’d let her guard down! “Let’s turn that frown around!”

Jenny spun around, but before she could react pink arms had already wrapped themselves around her, clamping down tight around her arms, and she felt herself being lifted from her feet. “H-hey, let me go!”

“I can’t do that yet, dear! We’ve got to get you ready for Master!”

Master? Oh no…

“J-Joy? Is that you?”

The creature – no, no, the woman, damnit – in front of her looked a little like Joy, mostly around the head, but the rest of her was… something else. Something familiar to anyone who’d stepped inside enough pokecenters. Pink from head to toe, with a curvy body that was very bottom heavy (though that chest was no slouch, even if it didn’t compare to Jenny’s), a large empty pouch over her bare belly, a smooth pink face with little to no nose at all, and pink tendrils where her hair should be (styled like Joy’s hair had been).

If Jenny had been turned into an Arcanine, then Joy had become a Chansey, without a doubt.

She seemed happy about it, too! Apparently she hadn’t been as successful resisting the Lucario’s mental influence. “Heehee, maybe! I don’t know who I am – Master hasn’t told me yet~ But I know it’s my job to make sure all the members of his harem are happy and healthy, and that includes you!”

“W-wait, what do you mean? Stop, lemme go already!!” Tara struggled, but Joy-Chansey was deceptively strong, and didn’t have any trouble turning the former officer around and pressing herself into the furred woman’s back. “Joy, you’ve gotta fight it, you’ve gotta-Ah!!!”

Gentle hands – with smooth and oh-so-flexible fingers – wrapped around the Jenny’s breasts and drew her up short with a small squeeze, sending a jolt of pleasure bursting through the woman’s brain. “Oh no,” Joy giggled in her ear. “I don’t have to fight~ I’m a healer pokebabe, not a fighter. Fighting’s your job, dear!”

“My… My job…?” If it had only taken a slight squeeze to set the Jenny’s mind sparking, then what was happening to it now, as the former Joy’s hands began to massage her great big furred tits, could only be described as a complete meltdown! Pleasure burned through everything, every thought, every memory, making her head spin, her mouth gasp, and her nethers drip. It – it was too much! And at the edges of her awareness, she could sense that foreign pressure wrapping around her brain again…

“Yes, silly! Your job!” Fingers found her nipples, hard and stiff under her fur, and started to pinch, drawing a startled but happy yelp from the former officer, her tail wagging furiously between her and her friend. “Your job as the guard-dog of Master’s harem, driving away anyone who’d try to free us from him. You’re our guardian, our protector, our fighter. You don’t need to worry or think or investigate anymore. You can leave that to the smart ones like me and Master. All you have to do is obey and serve~”

“O… Obey an’… Serve…?” Tara panted like a dog in heat, her body squirming as her mind boiled. That pressure was getting tighter and tighter, and she knew something bad was happening, but those hands on her tits made it impossible to concentrate and work out what. All she could do was listen as her friend drizzled her mind melting words right into her ears.

“That’s right. Obey and Serve.” There was a lilting giggle in Joy’s voice. “Obey and serve as Master’s loyal. Dumb. Hound.”

Each word was accompanied by a firm, mind-blowing squeeze, each stronger than the last, until finally it was just too much to resist! With the final word echoing in her ears, Tara’s body stiffened, muscles spasming with delight as a rumbling howl forced its way out of her chest and she came and she came and she ca-

Pop!

“HUAAAHHH!!!”

In an instant, it was over. The pressure tightening around her mind seized in the second her guard dropped, squeezing all of her intelligence, all of her wits, everything she wouldn’t need as a simple guard dog, squeezing it all straight out of her head to squirt out of her lower lips onto the hiking trail floor (though judging by the way her tits swelled up another cup size, some of it went to other places as well). And where once had been a smart, sensible detective…

… Now sat a dim-looking pokebabe Arcanine, her tongue lolling out of her mouth as she panted in the aftermath of her climax, drool already starting to drip down onto her chest. In her head, there was no recollection of any woman named Tara, or what a Jenny might be. Instead, her tiny, slow brain was only focused on the simple concepts it could understand – that had been placed into her empty head just before she’d had her Int stat shaved down to single digits.

‘Obey. Serve. Protect. Master~’

“There. Aren’t you so much happier now?” The former Joy smiled at her patient, before looking up to the top of a nearby rock. “How did I do, Master?”

And from above, Lucario smirked down at the pair. “Excellent work, Chansey,” he said as he hopped down, much to the pink pokebabe’s delight. “A fine start to your time in my collection. And as for you…”

He looked towards the Arcanine, who was already focused entirely on him. “I’ve had a ball with your name on it for a long time now, detective. So glad you can finally join us. I knew you’d come running as soon as I entered your territory. Of course, it was foolish of you to think I couldn’t sense your aura from miles away – but then, you were never very smart, were you girl?”

The former Jenny giggled and growled approvingly as he petted her hair. Master was touching her~

“It will be fun to relax, now that I know the only one capable of hunting me has been taken care of,” the blue pokemon continued, “but don’t worry. I have plenty of uses for one like you. I hope you’re looking forward to helping me capture the rest of your strange family, pet.”

“Of course, Master!” The Arcanine didn’t really know what he was talking about – he was saying a lot of smart stuff, and she was just a dumb hound after all. But whatever it was, she’d be happy to do it for him! Yeah! That was her role, after all – his loyal dumb hound~

… And if she was really good, maybe he’d let her catch her second cousin for him herself. For some reason she really, really liked that idea~