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If there was one thing I didn't expect to wake up, it would be an orange box. Though even more unexpected would be the texture of the room. The room felt gooey as it tried to cling to his body with every opportunity. I tried to pull my foot loose when i noticed some movement through the cream and orange goo, then I saw it rise from the floor.
It looked like a flareon but it continued to rise up till my height. The goo making up it's body moved with each motion as some dripped down it's features. The head formed its more natural shape revealing large fluffy ears, its signature cream tuffs surrounding its neck and head, a happy smirk etched into its face and it's yellow eyes staring directly at me. Then as the flareon approached, it's eyes began to change color to orange. Then back to yellow. Then back to orange. Yellow. Orange. Yellow. Orange.

As it drew closer and closer, I could not move. Just staring into those perfect changing eyes caused my moments to slow down. as my feet and body began to lose its will to fight, the goo began to crawl up my body, submerging it within the goo. My wait was covered by the time the flareon approached within reaching distance. Though it didn't stop there. Goopy arms reached around my back like a hug as the flareon came close up to me. My eyes were locked with it as my hands and chest were covered by the goo. I could no longer feel my legs though I knew they were there. They felt like I was kicking to stay afloat in a swimming pool. Soon the head was close, mere inches from my body. I waited in baited breath as I stared into his glowing eyes. It leaned forward as we shared a kiss, goo, pouring into my mouth as our tongues began to explore each others mouths. I couldn't think of my name, I couldn't think of who or what I even was. Some part in the back of my head worried that but it was quickly silenced. I felt pleasure as I could feel the goo around me, the the goo around the room, the goo that was me.

I could feel my larger ears, tuffs of cream fur grow around my neck and head. My glasses fell off into the goo never to be seen again. I stared into the flareon with both our eyes swirling. It softly smiled as we locked lips again as it began to lean forward as we dived down. The feet keeping us floating as we dove down and down into the deep end. We had no names, no knowledge of anything outside, nothing. But we had each other and that was all we needed.