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A High-Flying Prize: Skyla TF/TG (Request)

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"PLEASE TURN OFF ALL WIRELESS FEATURES ON YOUR DEVICES WHILE THE PLANE PREPARES FOR TAKEOFF."

"Here we go, I guess!" Paul said as he turned off the wireless on his 3DS, "Hope that contest meant something!"

Paul Runestone was on a private airplane today, prepared for a trip to what he heard was a nice vacation spot. He was the only person on board, because he'd won tickets there in a contest a few months ago. Apparently, his local GameStop was sponsoring this big tournament this man was holding, where 16 people would be competing with their best teams in Pokémon Black, for the chance to win these tickets and apparently an added bonus. As a huge fan of the game, Paul just had to enter. He was a bit skeptical at the thought of going to an unknown vacation for an unspecified vacation time, but it was still a contest and a prize he couldn't say no to.

When Paul competed, he based his team off of that of Skyla, his favorite trainer from the game. In other words, he based his whole team around Flying types, which may have sounded like a  bad move on paper, but still could've been a pretty effective means. Even so, Paul didn't even expect to win himself. But luck struck when he realized that the only other 15 people in his town who even entered the contest had Pokémon at least twenty levels below his (and also at least six years younger than 24 year old Paul), which Paul put under the assumption that he was the only one who trained for this. He pretty much dominated every round he was in, and at the end of it all, the man holding the contest shook his hand and gave him the ticket he came for. Needless to say, Paul was proud to be a hardcore gamer that day.

Since that day, Paul was sent plenty of emails providing information on what day the plane would pick him up, where to be, what he should pack, etc. but never where he was going or what else was in store for him. This only raised all the questions Paul already had, but he was still excited for the trip because not only would it give him a well-earned break from his job, but also because he had quite the knack for traveling. He didn't just like seeing new places, either, but much like the trainer he'd based his team off of, he just enjoyed flying! He loved the thrill of soaring through the sky, thousands of feet in the air, at speeds faster than anything else on Earth can travel. Basically, during any flight, the plane WAS his happy place.

As the plane began to move, Paul took one last glimpse of the airport, as he wouldn't be seeing his home country for a while. The plane took off, and he got himself comfortable for the ride.

Paul continued on with his game of Pokémon Black. He was really just finishing up some post-game content, and only spent about a twenty minutes on it before turning off his system. He took a quick glimpse out the window, and… well, he saw clouds of course, and he decided it would be better to keep the window closed. Maybe he could get a little bit of rest.

He had a solid ten minutes of peaceful rest, before he woke up startled when he felt the plane rock a little bit. A bit disturbed by it, he looked over to where the cockpit was, only to see the pilot walking out towards him.

"Shouldn't you be flying?" Paul asked the pilot.

"I just came out here to talk to you a bit," the pilot responded, "I set the plane to auto-pilot."

"Okay then," Paul said, calming down, "wait, I recognize that moustache, you're the guy who held the contest!"

"Indeed I am," the man responded, sitting down, "and I must say, I'm impressed by your dedication to that game! Didn't think a team of one type would win my tournament!"

"I didn't either," Paul admitted, "I just had a small feeling that my strategy might work."

"Your strategy?" the man started, "What made you come up with it? You like Flying types?"

"I don't know," Paul said, "the prize was a plane ride, and I guess I was just tempted."

"Ah," the man said, "you enjoy flying?"

"Hell yeah, I do!" Paul said, rather excitedly, "I guess I just enjoy the thrill of soaring through the sky this fast."

"Interesting," the man responded, "most people I know hate flying in planes. Even I do, sometimes!"

"I just feel at home when I'm flying," Paul responded, "I can't exactly explain it."

"I understand," the man responded.

The man quietly and secretly dug through his pocket, looking for that special bonus prize Paul was also set to receive.

"So," Paul said, "is it cool right now to ask where the plane is actually headed?"

"We're still keeping that under wraps," the man responded, "Anyways, I have a little secret to tell you."

"Hmm?"

"One of my personal hobbies is hacking into games and adding my own personal content."

"Huh… is that legal?"

"I'm sure it's legal not to sell it… but what's important is that I've prepared this hack for you."

The man held out his hand in front of Paul. In his hand was a copy of Pokémon Black, with a tiny little sticker across it that read, "TOURNEY PRIZE".

"A Pokémon Black hack?" Paul asked, taking the game.

"It certainly is," the man responded, "and I think you'll be pleased by the content I've added."

Before Paul could further question him, he walked back into the cockpit. Paul waited for another plane rock, and then started up his 3DS again.

Inserting the game and opening it, he waited through a few loading screens to get to the title screen, which looked exactly like the real one. Pressing START, there was no select screen, and he was taken straight to the overworld.

"Okay," Paul said, intrigued, "neat."

Opening up the menu and looking at his six Pokémon, he smiled at the fact that they were the same six that he used in the tourney. That was pretty cool, but also weird that the man knew exactly what he'd used.

Anyway, the appearance of the location of the overworld looked suspiciously like his hometown, at the GameStop the tourney was held. Was this guy a hacker of a freaking programmer?

So, he walked into the GameStop, to see a pretty faithful recreation of the inside as well. Walking to the end of the GameStop, he saw a sprite that looked just like the man did, with the same clothing and the same moustache, which took up a few extra pixels horizontally. Now he knew what was probably going on.

He talked to the man, who said: "Congratulations on your victory! I have a very special bonus planned for you, but to receive it, you've got one final challenge to face!"

A trainer battle animation played between them, and Paul was intrigued to see more pixel art of the man.

"Can you fly as high when you're against yourself?"

The man shook his hand a bit, and when he did, Paul's sprite flashed a few times, as a dark silhouette of it appeared on the man's side.

Paul sent out his Level 70 Archeops, and watched as "Dark Paul" sent out… the same thing. Now Paul understood: he had to fight a duplicate of his team, with his team. He knew this would be intense, so he grasped the system tightly and got ready to battle. It's not like he could go into a corner and spam a move this time…

Paul's Archeops used Dragon Claw, which proved to be very effective. But Dark Paul's did the same, and this one happened to be a critical hit that OHKO'd Paul's. That's how you know how intense it would get.

And it was, with tons of Max Restores used and plenty of wasted Revives, but after plenty of close calls, Paul's Swanna finished the job with an Ice Beam with only a sliver of health left.

"Yes!" Paul shouted as he heard the victory music play and watched Dark Paul's sprite fall through the floor.

The screen faded back to the overworld, where Paul's sprite was back standing with the man's.

"Well done, PAUL, I suppose you truly are worthy enough to receive your bonus! Just stand still for a sec."

With that, the man's sprite held up a glowing green disc, which flashed several times and eventually caused Paul's sprite to flash. That's when a little message popped up:

"A.J. USED TF62 ON PAUL"

Paul didn't realize that the cartridge in the system was actually beginning to generate electricity, which was probably what made the game freeze right then and there.

"Damn it," Paul said in frustration, "guess he's a faulty hacker."

He tried to remove the cartridge from the slot, but he quickly pulled his finger back in literal shock when his finger was practically electrocuted by the cartridge.

"Ah!" he shouted, "What the hell just… happened… to…"

He was quickly drifted unconscious by the shock, which finally allowed him extra rest, but left him completely unaware of the electricity flowing throughout the rest of his body. It was running through every part of him, even his clothing, as it slowly started to alter it all.

First, his hands were changing. They were shrinking down a small amount, as his fingers lengthened a bit and his fingernails also extended a little past them. The body hair being developed on his hands was also disappearing back into them, leaving his hands smoother and much less masculine. As the changes moved downward, his already skinny arms slenderized more by losing much of what was left of his fat and muscle. As the hair on his arms receded, his arms shortened a small amount. On his hands, the electricity concentrated a large amount, eventually coming off of his hands and materializing into dark blue, bulky gloves that made it a little harder to tell his hands apart from his arms.

The changes moved onwards, as his shoulders pressed inwards more to compress his figure more. His entire torso lost whatever body hair was growing on it, as its relatively tall stature was slowly shortening down. Meanwhile, the skinny nature of his torso was slowly becoming less present, as his torso began to pick up a bit more soft fat, specifically in his chest area, where two mounds built up into a decently-sized set of breasts. His stomach, on the other hand, shrunk inwards much more to give him a curvier figure down there. The electricity also began to concentrate on his T-shirt, as its sleeves extended down to the gloves and tucked themselves underneath, where the gloves tightened. His shirt lightened to sky blue, as it tightened in the sleeve areas to fit his new arms. The shirt itself shortened down to his chest, exposing his stomach as the new crop top reshaped to support his new set of breasts.

His hips took on expansion as they extended outwards a to feminine proportions, giving him an even curvier figure as extra soft fat was formed at his rear. His pants were getting pretty tight on him, but some of the tightness was alleviated when the privates pushing hard in front slipped back into him, leaving flatness behind as a female reproductive system was left in their place. Her legs lost their body hair, as they, too, took on decent shortening, finally marking the disappearance of her once exceptionally tall figure. Her muscle mass in her legs also slowly weakened, as much of the fat being stored in her lower legs moved upwards to her thighs. Her feet also took on decent shrinkage, leaning out more as her toes and toenails took on more extension.

After her legs and feet were done, more clothing was changing. Her tight shorts were finally reshaping to fit her new waist, and they became sky blue as they shortened even more into a pair of short-shorts. Her sneakers slowly thickened, as her laces disappeared into the shoes themselves. They darkened into the same dark blue of her gloves as they reshaped to fit her new feet and lengthened halfway up her lower legs. Thick white cuffs formed around the collars of her new boots. White buckles formed on both sides of her shorts, as well as on her stomach and back, and forming from them were dark blue straps that wrapped around her stomach and hips. Another strap wrapped around her right thigh, and forming from it was a dark blue holster, empty at the moment.

The Adam's apple in her neck slowly shrunk into nothing, as her neck slenderized and shortened a great amount. As the body hair there shrunk back in, a white collar formed from her crop top, which covered her neck up tightly. Her face reshaped itself a good amount, gaining a more feminine look as much of its fat burned up to give it more curves. Her mouth and lips shrunk a bit, as her lips became much less visible on her face. Her nose took on massive shrinkage, becoming tiny on her face as it reshaped to get a more petite look. Her eyes took on great growth, becoming bigger and also a bit rounder, as they reshaped anime-style to become taller than wide. As her eyebrows thinned out more, her irises took on a slight burning underneath her eyelids, as they changed color to an elegant blue. Finally, her short jet black hair was thickening and its wavy texture was flattening, as it lightened to a dark red. A few long bangs extended out from the front and on each side of her head, tendrils grew out and extended down to her chest. And lastly, on the right side of the front of her head, her hair was extending outwards much more, as a sky blue propellor-shaped accessory tied it into a bun.

Paul stayed unconscious in her new body for another forty-five minutes, before he finally found herself and opened her eyes. But she began squinting like crazy, finding it very hard to see from her new eyes. She, at first, blamed it on his sudden waking, but when it stayed for longer than she thought was normal, she found the glasses to be the problem. She removed them to clean them, but widened her eyes in surprise that she could see better without them than she ever could before.

"How did…" she started before covering her mouth quickly with her other hand, completely shocked to hear her new voice. But as she did, her startledness only intensified when she felt the material of her gloves on her face. Examining her hand, she noticed her complete change in clothing, and slowly feeling herself, her change in body.

"Wha… what happened?" she asked herself.

"You enjoy it?" she heard from the man again.

Paul jumped back in her seat a little, startled to see the man suddenly here with her.

"What did you do to me?" she asked, a bit scared.

"It's just part of your bonus," the man said as he handed her a hand mirror, "I'm just reflecting your choice of strategy."

Paul picked up the mirror, and looking into it, she gasped to see a familiar gym leaded staring back.

"I'm… Skyla?" she said in surprise.

"Indeed," the man said, chuckling, "and I'm sure you'll enjoy the life I've got planned for ya!"

Paul didn't really know what to think about this, still a bit disturbed by her loss of gender, but considering the fact that she was just given the body of one of her favorite characters as a prize, and a really nice body at that, she actually did enjoy her bonus!

"I… I love it!" she finally decided, "Thanks for… wait, life?"

"Where do you think this plane is headed?" the man asked, "Open your window!"

Paul did as instructed, and noticed that the plane was a bit below the clouds now. She was confused where the man was going with this, but her eyes widened when she saw a very familiar-looking bird fly past.

"Was… was that an Unfezant?!" she asked, surprised.

"Why don't you follow me to the cockpit," the man said as he walked there. Paul followed closely behind.

As they made it there, Paul looked out through the cockpit view. There were still some clouds in the way, but as they cleared up, Paul could see a city ahead, with an airport and a tall tower.

"Mistralton City!" she said, excitedly.

"You'll be flying on a daily basis here!" the man said, "Why don't I teach you how to land this thing?"
I'm finally back! With yet another trainer TG! Now let's finish up Wave I!

This one had an unreasonably long development process. A lot of the time went into just figuring out what to do with it, because I needed a good way to separate this from the other trainer TGs. Eventually, I came to this idea, and while I still needed to figure out things to do with it, I think it came out great. Just a nice little TG, with a classic story concept I just dig.

So enjoy another trainer TF, and I'll get into the last four stories I need to get through before opening requests back up!

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R.I.P. Iwata: 1959-2015. :(