With their eyes locked onto the strange ravine radiating a mystical glow, Dawn and Cynthia wore horrified expressions on their beautiful faces.
"Lina!!"
"Cyan!!"
Both Trainers stood anxiously at the edge of the chasm. Cynthia once again reached for a Poké Ball from her belt and threw it high into the air.
"Go, Salamence!!"
Mid-air, the ball opened with a sharp crack, releasing a violet beam that spread throughout the cave. The air pressure shifted instantly — a draconic aura filled the underground chamber, making the ground tremble subtly beneath the Trainers' feet.
First came the wings: enormous, curved like scythes, with a bright red color that shimmered in the cave's diffuse light. They snapped open with a powerful gust of wind, pushing away the surrounding mist and scattering loose rocks.
Salamence's body followed — muscular and sturdy, covered in deep blue scales that seemed to swallow the surrounding light. Its heavy paws slammed onto the rocky ground with a solid thud, its tail swaying with contained power.
"RAAWWN!!"
The guttural roar echoed across the cavern walls. Dawn looked at Salamence in awe.
'As expected of Cynthia...'
Without hesitation, Cynthia climbed onto the dragon's back with a graceful leap.
"Come on!" — she ordered, as Salamence lowered a wing so Dawn could climb as well.
With both riders secure, Salamence dove into the ravine without a second thought.
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Lower ravine.
Hidden deep within the silent abyss, far beyond ordinary light, lay a spring forgotten by time — a natural sanctuary wrapped in dormant magic.
The space opened like a subterranean cathedral, long stalactites hanging from the ceiling, mirrored in the water below. The ground was paved with smooth stones and crystal moss, glowing faintly in the eternal moisture.
At the center of the spring stood a prismatic crystal — tall, faceted, alive. Its surfaces pulsed with shifting shades of blue, green, and violet, as if breathing with the world's very energy. Each pulse caused the water to emit soft ripples of light, as though time itself slowed down in that place.
The water, crystal-clear and knee-deep, released a warm, luminous mist. The reigning sound was one of reverent silence, broken only by the two who had fallen there: Cyantherion and Garchomp.
Gradually, the water began to recede. Soon, only traces of the ancient spring remained. The crystal, once pulsing with light, was now a dull, lifeless rock.
The same could not be said for the Pokémon duo.
Where Cyantherion had landed, a gentle light surrounded his body. The same phenomenon enveloped Lina.
In place of the imposing Garchomp now stood... a woman.
Her damp skin reflected the last glimmers of mist. Her dark-blue horns still adorned her head, faintly glowing. The triangular yellow mark now shimmered on her feminine forehead, a remnant of her draconic past.
Her long, dark hair flowed over her shoulders, clinging to her skin and accentuating the curves that the mist slowly began to reveal. The tail remained — now perfectly integrated into her new humanoid form.
The mist thinned gradually, revealing the natural sensuality of a mature body, shaped by countless battles. Firm breasts, defined thighs, and elegant hips composed Lina's new silhouette. Ethereal rays of light danced around her in shifting shadows, as if the spring itself — even depleted — refused to expose such beauty entirely.
Her blue eyes, now human yet still fierce, gazed into her reflection in a puddle. Confusion and wonder filled her beautiful face.
"Eh...?"
Across from her, the same miracle unfolded with Cyantherion.
Where his serpentine and majestic body had once rested, now stood a young man of imposing presence — a fusion of the mystical dragon and a human of refined features.
His long silver-blue hair cascaded over his shoulders, wet and glistening in the shimmering vapor. Deep blue horns curved backward like natural crowns. The aura surrounding him was ancient and overwhelming.
Membranous wings hung half-open, dripping glowing droplets. His scaled tail swayed slowly behind him. The mist wrapped around him, shielding his nudity with ethereal rays of light.
He looked like a sacred entity pulled from a forgotten legend.
Above them, Salamence hovered silently. Cynthia and Dawn, still mounted on its back, watched everything unfold.
Dawn's face was flushed. Even her white ears were turning red.
"Too big..." — she muttered, staring at her beloved Pokémon.
'What are you thinking, Dawn?! He's just a baby!!'
She screamed internally, trying to avert her gaze from the sinful body now in human shape.
"P-Pokémon w-we now... take!" — Cynthia stammered beside her, struggling to form coherent words.
Despite being a mature woman, Cynthia had no experience with romance. Garchomp's transformation had shocked her — but Cyantherion's new form captivated her completely. She was so entranced that she barely noticed her own awkward phrasing.
Cyan, who had not yet realized his own transformation, froze when he saw Lina.
His body reacted instinctively to what his eyes beheld.
Lina observed him with a stoic expression, analyzing him from head to toe. Though she didn't understand what humans found attractive, Cyan's draconic features stirred a faint heat in her body.
When she noticed Cyan's lower half beginning to rise, she gave him a puzzled look.
"Do you wish to mate?" — she asked innocently.
A slight blush spread across her face moments later. She didn't understand why she suddenly felt so embarrassed.
Upon hearing the direction the conversation had taken, Cynthia and Dawn both froze.
""NO!!"" — they shouted in unison.
But as they looked again at Cyan... and his very visible erection, the two Trainers simply trembled in shock.
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