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Lapras At The Pool

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The sun shone brightly, as bright as it ever had, in this day in the world of Pokemon. The middle of summer, it was hot, the perfect day for the beach, some would say. Provided they could handle the heat to get there, or even lived within reasonable distance TO a beach.

Unfortunately, where this takes place, there was not much opportunity for such a thing.

It was a hot day in Kanto, one of the hottest days this summer, even, according to the news. In, or rather, near a house on the edge of Viridian City was a young man looking over his latest addition to his backyard.

Leroy took a deep breath with pride as he looked over the shining blue water. The pool... his pool, to be precise. It was the perfect thing for this scorching summer, and he had no regrets over his decision to get it installed no matter what his savings said.

He dipped a finger into the water, giving a pleased shiver. The perfect temperature. He looked up to the sky, covering his eyes with a hand. If there were any day to test this pool out, today would definitely be it.

But there was something else he had to take care of. This pool wasn’t the only thing he spent money on, as he turned to look at what he had laid out in preparation for this joyous pool day.

A box, a rather large one at that, sat nearby. Inside was a little something special he had purchased for his new pool. What was a pool without accessories, after all?

He took a moment to appreciate the colorful box, with a very flattering image of its promised contents. Supposedly this thing would be pretty large, but he wasn’t worried. The body of water next to him wasn’t exactly a kiddy pool, after all. It’d fit.

He pulled out the large, no, massive was more like it, ball of vinyl that was his prize. He had finished laying it out and took a moment to appreciate the sheer size of it. “Man... you really ARE going to be huge when you’re pumped.” He grinned.

“Okay, now, the valve should be... here!” He found the nub that would control the airflow with little trouble. It was placed on the front chest area of the inflatable, just like on the picture. With a satisfied grin he stuck the hose of the air pump into the open valve and quickly turned it on, turning to watch the thing inflate.

...

...

...

He realized, then, that there was one definite downside to having such a large pool toy. This would take a while...




It had been at least half an hour of lazily swimming laps along the pool and taking impatient glances towards the growing object in his backyard before it finally, finally began to look like the picture on its box. He stepped out of the pool and looked the inflatable toy over in glee.

“Wow... it looks even better in person!” he said in satisfaction as his hands pressed down on the squeaky rubber. It was firm, luckily. A sign that it had finished inflating. He turned the air pump off and removed the hose, quickly shutting the valve closed before stepping back to look at the big blue beauty over.

If he didn’t know any better, it’d look like there were a real Lapras sitting in the middle of his backyard! It was times like this that he kinda wished he had neighbors. He’d love to show this kind of thing off!

But alas, he did not, so there was really only one thing he could do with this thing now. He smiled to himself. Yep, only one thing...

The pool toy made a bouncy splash once it landed in the water. It was quick to right itself, its flippers and tail dipping under the water as the rest of it bobbed above the surface, floating steadily by the pool edge.

“Careful, careful...” Leroy muttered, before climbing onto the back of the Lapras. Luckily, the ridges of its shell seemed to be positioned pretty much perfectly for someone to climb on easily. The pool toy’s back was cozy and well padded, the top portion a bit more smooth than what one would probably find on a normal Lapras. Creative liberties and all that, of course.

He lied down atop the Lapras with a pleased grin, a hand brushing through his wet hair as he relaxed upon the Pokemon. “Now THIS is life...” he said to himself.

He was content to lie on the pool toy for a while, the sun more relaxing than overbearing like this, somehow. A wonderfully pleasant feeling as he enjoyed both his proud investments. He should invite some friends or bring his Pokemon out here sometime, probably, but for the maiden voyage of his Lapras he wanted the pool all to himself.



The toy itself was pretty comfortable, although he noted that after a bit of time on it the vinyl seemed to feel a little... odd against his skin. There was a sticky feeling where bare skin met grey and blue plastic material.

At first Leroy wasn’t phased. It was probably just from lying on it for so long, especially in this heat and the fact that he had previously taken a dip in the pool himself. “Man...” he grunted in displeasure. This was probably a hint that he should actually get up before he falls asleep on the thing.

With that he sat up.

Or... he tried to, but for some reason he couldn’t lift himself. There was an odd squishing noise beneath him when he tried, but otherwise it felt like he was... stuck.

The young man attempted to move an arm underneath him to give him a bit more lift, but he found his arms were in a similar state, squishing against the pool toy and refusing to move. “Hey... what the heck!?”

Now was when Leroy realized that something was wrong. Especially when he tried to move his legs and got the same kind of results. He couldn’t even make himself roll off the toy! It was as if he were tied down to it!

Or, rather, stuck to it.

“Urgh... dangit! This was definitely not on the warning label!” His opinion on the pool toy quickly dipped downwards as he struggled to free himself from its metaphorical clutches to no avail. Now Leroy was nervous. He didn’t really have any method of getting help like this...

His concerns, as it turned out, were just a bit misplaced. There was an odd wet splurching noise underneath him, electric tingles running down his back and up his arms and legs. Specifically, where his body met the toy. He shuddered as an odd, unnatural wet feeling brushed his skin where it touched.

And then he realized that the feeling was spreading, and... was he moving!? No, more like... he was being moved.

“Agh! What is this thing doing to me!?” Leroy yelped and struggled as that cold, strange alien feeling consumed his back. He moved his head to look at his arm and saw, to his complete shock and confusion, that not only was the appendage stuck to the Lapras... it was sinking into it, being absorbed by it, like it was sinking in quicksand or water.

“Oh sweet... hey! Anyone out there! Help!” The man yelled, although he sincerely doubted anyone was around to hear it. He did live pretty out of the way on the outskirts of the city. He continued to struggle, trying to pull his arms out from the trap but they wouldn’t budge. If anything they were disappearing into the balloony mass faster! “No no no...!”

He could only watch helplessly as his left arm was fully consumed by the Lapras toy. It was as if he had dipped his arm into paint, except there was on major, very upsetting difference.

The pool toy was slightly translucent, and yet he couldn’t see his arm through it.

His limb had, literally, vanished into the Lapras. He couldn’t move it, or even so much as feel it, no matter he tried to wiggle his phantom fingers. With a wet schlorp he heard to his right his eyes darted in that direction in time to see his other arm fall victim to this awful monstrosity of a toy.

“No! Let me go! Let! Me! Go!” He howled in frustration. His body was quickly disappearing, and he wasn’t even sure how much was left. There was a wet feeling on the back of his head and he gasped as it suddenly became harder to move. His head had touched the Lapras. He was stuck.

No matter how much he struggled all he got out of it was making the pool toy bob and shake a little in the water. He tried to ignore the sucking sounds and sensations, as well as the fact that he couldn’t feel most of his legs. As if to tease him it didn’t seem interested in consuming his head, preferring to finish with the rest of his body before moving on to the ‘main course’, as if it wanted him to feel and see it all before he was taken in.

“What are you...!?” He grunted. His lower body was swallowed, and all that was left was his chest, shoulders, and head, as if he were floating above water and slowly sinking in.

The pool toy, of course, didn’t respond. Instead it only swallowed and absorbed. He felt the cold, goo-like ripple of the vinyl enclosing over his chest before it, too, was no more.

He winced as it invaded his ears. It was cold and uncomfortable as if he had gotten water in his ears, yet worse. As much as he wanted to position his head to prevent the inevitable, it was just that: inevitable.

The Lapras consumed his mouth. Then his nose. He shut his eyes.

It consumed those too.



He was filled with a sense of vertigo as his eyes opened on their own. He saw... his house? He groaned, or tried to, but for some reason his mouth refused to budge. Attempted to move, next, but felt oddly... stiff. No, that wasn’t really the right word. Instead of his limbs feeling particularly heavy or sore, they felt light, loose, unfamiliar. He tried to look, but his head wouldn’t budge. It reminded him of what had happened, but instead of feeling like he were trapped in quicksand he felt...

He felt...

Like he were floating. In fact, he was floating, bobbing gently in the water. He tried moving his arms, legs, anything again but could do only the barest movement with his suddenly uncooperative limbs.

‘What’s going on?’ he thought to himself in worry. His house was in front of him, bobbing slightly. He was in his pool, he knew that much but...

It dawned on him. He was in his pool. The Lapras Pool Toy... it had ‘absorbed’ him. He was technically inside it now, wasn’t he?

No. Rather than inside...

He was the Pool Toy itself.

He was looking through its eyes, feeling what it was feeling. It was no wonder he couldn’t move. He was filled to the brim with air and had no bones in his body!

Leroy would be scared. He should be scared. But he wasn’t. For some reason, the moment it dawned on him just what he had become, he felt this... freeing feeling.

He felt calm.

The water felt soothing underneath him. It was relaxing watching the world around him move slightly as his large bouncy form drifted in the wind and water.

‘Is this... fun?’ He asked himself, and he quickly realized the answer.

This was fun. He enjoyed this. The squeaky feeling that was around his body- no, the squeaky feeling that WAS his body. The way he floated atop the water, the way his big fat flippers dipped down into the water as if he could start swimming on his own at any moment.

Was this how a pool toy felt? How it felt all the time?

He was growing fond of it. Addicted, even.

The permanent smile on the pool toy was fitting, as the person inside was smiling himself, as he drifted lazily in the sunlight.

Hours might have passed, but Leroy cared little or didn’t even notice. Things were kind of a blur as he just drifted, letting the time pass.

He wondered what other kind of feelings a pool toy could have. If this was how a pool toy felt normally... how would it feel to be played with? To be ridden like the Lapras he was? Surely that would feel fantastic, wonderful. It made his vinyl heart pound in excitement and warmth just thinking about being ridden by someone, as he floated in the water.

He could only imagine, only dream of it...

Leroy awoke at peace. Had he fallen asleep? He groaned and shuffled in his bed. That felt oddly refreshing, more so than any other rest he could remember having in, well, ever. He sat up, smacking his lips. Why was it so dark? A quick glance at the window told him why: It was night! Had he ended up falling asleep at some point in the day? What about the pool?

...Wait, what ABOUT the pool? Wasn’t he...

Leroy looked down at his body. His normal, human body, dressed in the simple, completely dry swim trunks and shirt that he had worn down by his new pool. “What the...” he muttered to himself.

He was... a Lapras wasn’t he? No, he was sure that he had been turned into one earlier that day. The very last thing he could remember was dozing off while he was still floating in the water. So why was he safely in his room fully dressed?

Leroy needed answers and he quickly threw on his shoes and rushed down to his backyard to get them.

He pushed through the door with more force than probably necessary and gazed across the backyard and the still full, clean pool, the light from inside making the water sparkle in the moonlight.

The box was gone. So was the air pump and the towels and everything that he had left by the pool that could have been evidence that he had, in fact, come out here today. This only jumbled his thoughts more. Was it a dream? Really? But... it was so vivid, so clear. He remembered everything, all of it. This wasn’t possible, was it?

He paced around the pool but there was without a doubt no sign that it was touched at all the entire day. All evidence, then, pointed to him, for some reason he couldn’t remember, coming home after buying absolutely nothing from the toy store and passing out on his bed without even touching the pool.

In his swim trunks. Right.

“Hmmm... so it really was a dream?” Leroy frowned. There was a mix of emotions. Confusion and disappointment, mostly. He was sure, no, absolutely certain that he purchased that pool toy, even if what happened after was a dream, there was no sign of it anywhere.

The only thing inside his pool was the crystalline-like blue water, peacefully bobbing on its own. The young man sighed as he kneeled by the pool edge, dipping a hand into the watery surface. He scratched his brown head of hair, not too certain of just what happened earlier today. Would he really have come home and slept for most of the day without even realizing? He didn’t remember being sick or anything. All he remembered was the Lapras, and the pool...

No. There was no way. ‘It definitely happened, right?’ That is what he resolved to himself. He remembered it all far too vividly for it to have been a dream or random flight of fancy. He recalled the toy, he recalled himself relaxing on top of it, being absorbed by it, becoming it. The peaceful, pleasant feeling of drifting in the water for hours.

He couldn’t have made it up. “Impossible. It really happened. I became the pool toy, right?” He frowned as he stood up, looking down at his body, looking at a hand. Now that he resolved that it was real, he found himself... empty.

He missed it. He had only gotten to experience it for a few hours at best. He wanted more. It wasn’t fair. He shut his eyes and grunted. It wasn’t fair. He wanted to become a happy Lapras pool toy again. He sincerely wished for it to be, so he could get a chance to really enjoy it.

...

Leroy’s legs suddenly felt week. The brown-haired man wobbled slightly as he held his head. He felt dizzy and lightheaded. Quite literally, he felt light on his unsteady feet. He stumbled away from the pool edge in fear of accidentally slipping in while in this state before looking towards his hands.

His eyes were hazy. He could barely make out the digits before him but... were they getting bigger? Yes, he forced his eyes to refocus so he could get a good look at his hands, and there was no doubt about it as he saw every finger from his thumbs to his pinkie inflate as the palms of his hands fattened, thickened. “Wh-wha... am I seeing things...?”

He fought his dizziness to continue watching his hands transform. His fingers, bloated to uselessness, felt sticky. It was hard to get them to split; in fact it had gotten impossible as he watched the seams between each finger disappear into flat, smooth skin. His thumbs twitched as they moved closer to the singular mass and while he fought to keep them apart it soon became unbearably uncomfortable, like trying to force a limb to bend the wrong way. Soon his thumbs pressed into the sides of his hands and like the other fingers merged into the one solid lump.

There was no way he was seeing things, he resolved, flailing his arms in a real panic now. He stumbled blindly for a moment, considering his options before he caught sight of something. Something on his hands. He looked at them again to make sure that what he saw was real.

It was. On the upperside of his hands, where his knuckles and nails would be, was smooth blue skin. Blue. A very familiar blue. He turned his hands over and saw, as he expected, creamy skin covering the underside. “No way...” he was in disbelief, shock, but there was a hint of something more. Excitement. He realized what was happening and surely couldn’t believe it but there was no doubt that it was real now.

He wobbled on his legs. They felt like butter. He immediately sat down on the floor and kicked off his shoes to stare down at his feet. It was a bit of trouble to remove the articles, particularly his socks, without functioning hands but he didn’t care. As he expected he saw that something similar to his hands were happening to his feet.

The toes and main length of his feet had swollen, becoming rounder and softer as his toes merged together, disappearing into one mass that ended in a round point as his nails receded and disappeared. Then, the feet- no, the flippers began to turn a creamy, and as he carefully moved his legs to look underneath, he saw that the soles of his feet had become a similar blue to his hands.

“This is really happening...!” Leroy couldn’t help but grin. It really WAS happening! He watched in fascination as his arms continued to bloat up before realizing a problem. His clothes! His hands had already finished changing, but if he allowed all of his arms to change before he removed them...!

It was careful, frustrating work to remove his shirt. His pants were the same way as he wiggled out of them. “Alright, good...” Now that he didn’t have to worry about any clothing malfunctions, he could sit back and enjoy the change. Not to mention, this gave him a better view of his body for when the other changes happened!

He couldn’t help but clap his hand-flippers together. They felt thick, yet incredibly soft with a bit of give. It was a little strange, but he looked closely at the large limbs, inspecting them. The color seemed to lighten and fade a little at the tips, he saw, and that lightening shade seemed to be moving downward along his changed parts. He realized why at the same time he realized that he could see, if only slightly and heavily tinted, through his flippers.

He wasn’t just becoming a Lapras, he reminded himself; he was becoming a Lapras pool toy! This didn’t upset him at all, of course, even as he saw the little seems appear on his flippers as he squeaked them together. He looked down at his legs and as he expected saw a similar change happening to them.

By now the changes had passed his elbows and knees, human skin and proportions terminating at squeaky pool toy colors and round toonishly-shaped limbs. His flippers were large yet light, and as much as he’d love to feel them more it was proving a bit more difficult to really maneuver them now that he couldn’t bend his arms fully.

Then Leroy heard an audible ‘pop’. At first he was naturally very concerned that he had poked a hole in himself, his eyes quickly darting down to look for any aforementioned holes before focusing on the source of the noise. A little plastic valve had, quite literally, popped into being on his chest. The skin around it looked soft and squishy and no doubt sensitive yet he could hardly feel any sort of discomfort. As much as he’d love to poke his new nozzle he didn’t really have the means to do so. Probably for the best.

Pale skin on his chest turned a yellow, creamy color as it spread around from the starting point. His chest became smooth and featureless- quite literally as his nipples disappeared into flat artificial hide, muscles and fat disappearing in round balloony proportions.

It was a bit hard to sit up straight, actually, as his chest continued to inflate. That Lapras Pool Toy was life-sized, so it seemed he would be getting quite the growth spurt tonight. The change spread down his belly, washing it in cream and making it join in on expanding.

His flippers, still large but looking smaller in comparison when put aside his expanding torso, felt up his round squishy balloony belly. It squeaked delightfully, reminding Leroy of what he was becoming.

With a bit of effort now that a fairly large portion of his body was pool toy’d, he wiggled closer to the pool. He’d have to make sure to leap in when he felt ready. There was no point in being a pool toy if he couldn’t reach the pool, after all.

There was a stretching, straining feeling in his back. It was slightly uncomfortable as he realized that what was supposed to be his shell had started to take form. He craned his neck to see but it proved too difficult to be done. Still, however, he felt it. The way his back began to stretch and round and squeak. It was if multiple layers were moving and shifting all at once. One thing he did note, however, was that it was proving far too hard to sit up like a normal human. The weight and shift of balance on his back and his still forming legs/hind-flippers, which were most definitely not suited for sitting up, made it too difficult to maintain this position.

Like a mighty oak, Leroy found himself tilting forward. Instinctively he shut his eyes to brace for the impact... but of course, his own squishy balloon body managed to cushion his fall. He opened his eyes to see the ground several inches away from his face. He craned his neck to look over his body. He was now lying on his belly. Quite like a normal Lapras!

He felt his shoulders shift and numb as they disappeared into the balloony mass, and watched as his foreflippers lowered down to rest on the ground. And while he couldn’t see his legs, he imagined they were doing the same thing, readjusting and angling themselves just right as they finished their changes.

There was an odd, squishy feeling on his bottom as his behind and crotch flattened away. There was no need for those kinds of bits on a pool toy, after all, but it was still a... weird, indescribable feeling. He knew without a doubt, however, that there was nothing down there now but the plastic material he was now made of.

Then there was a stretchy feeling on his bottom. He could only assume, then, that that was his tail growing in. He was almost finished. All that was left was his head, wasn’t it? He looked back at his shell with a bit of swelling pride. He came out a very impressive pool toy, he’d like to believe. It was a shame there was no one around to ride him, but perhaps that could be resolved some other time.

“Alright... I think now’s about time...” he gazed longingly towards the pool water. He could, very slightly, move his limbs, but for the most part there wasn’t much he was able to do. Still, however, he used his head. Quite literally, thrusting his head to swing himself closer towards the pool, while it was still unchanged and moveable.

And it was working! He was inching closer to the pool edge. Just a bit more...

He noted, however, that he seemed to be taller. Rather, it was his neck beginning to transform. He could feel it begin to stretch and grow- yet at the same time lose mass. He had to hurry!

It was when his neck had fully extended and began to squeak with strain that his front flippers left the floor. With that the blue waters seemed to get closer as he began to fall forward. He held his breath as he fell face first. For a moment he was concerned- what if he had ended up flipping himself in the water? That certainly would be more than troublesome!

Thankfully it didn’t come to that as he felt his body shift, natural buoyancy and balance causing him to tip and flip right back onto his belly, flippers and belly submerged while his back and head bobbed atop the water.

He took a few deep breaths- although admittedly he wasn’t even sure that was necessary anymore. He looked down at himself, although it was hard to do that with how stiff his neck had gotten. His head was out of place, so small on such a large pool toy body, but he couldn’t help but smile inwardly when he realized that that was about to change.

And indeed it did. His nose began to swell, a dot of blue between his eyes as his face ballooned outwards. If only he could feel it with his own hands/flippers. Alas he’d have to settle for watching it happen, as his triangular pale nose bloated into a round blue snout with fake nostrils, and his square jaw and chin softened until it was just as large and round, his face and head quickly losing near everything that made it human as it thickened until it was much bigger. His ears lost shape and definition becoming as balloony as the rest of him before drastically shifting, moving up his head and growing out, curling around themselves.

Hair receded as blues consumed the top of his head, leaving clear blue that shined in the moonlight. His eyes, finally, shifted. Both eyes went from green and yellow to a clear brown, obviously plastic yet still shining with life as his eyes and eyelids adjusted and shifted, becoming large and a bit more triangular in shape. His maw, completely beastly already, shut and merged together so he could not open it. There was no reason to, of course-- one could see that there was nothing inside the pool toy, especially not the insides of a mouth.

But Leroy was unconcerned. He had been fully transformed. A Lapras Pool Toy floated contently inside the pool, unmoving aside from the gentle bobbing of the water. The man inside- or rather, that was the toy itself, was enjoying every moment of it even though outside appearances looked as if it were just an abandoned toy.

‘Aaaah...’ He sighed mentally. This was the life, surely. This form, it felt divine, so relaxing and soothing to just float without aim or purpose. He was happy that it was real, that it wasn’t a dream. Better yet, apparently he could do this whenever he wanted! This was the gift that kept on giving.

For now, he just floated peacefully, soaking in the water, enjoying the cold, calm waters as if there were no world beyond his pool. There was no doubt about it now, in his mind. This would be a great summer.
Commission for :iconzohaku: involving his OC Leroy and a pool toy.

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Wow. Full of visualization candy! Your writing style is incredible!