Lapras

Ash looked through all of the Suit's before stumbeling across one which he hadn't though of sticking out to him but it did, this was a Lapras Suit, as it made him remember the Lapras he had owned who to him always was like a little sister and this suit could make it come true.

Ash's eyes lingered on the Lapras Suit, his mind flooding with memories of his beloved Pokémon. He remembered the way she would swim alongside him, her gentle voice and the way she would always come to his aid when he needed her. The suit seemed to glow in the dim light of the store, as if calling to him. Ash's hand reached out, hesitating for a moment before gently touching the suit's sleek, blue fabric. It felt surprisingly soft, like the gentle caress of a summer breeze. He ran his fingers over the intricate details, the way the suit's designers had captured the essence of Lapras's majestic appearance.

As Ash's fingers danced across the suit's fabric, he noticed the subtle texture of the scales, meticulously crafted to mimic the gentle ridges on Lapras's skin. The sensation sent a shiver down his spine, and he felt an inexplicable connection to the suit, as if it were beckoning him to try it on. Ash's gaze drifted towards the store's counter, where a bespectacled clerk with a kind smile was watching him with interest. The clerk's eyes sparkled with a knowing glint, as if he could sense Ash's fascination with the Lapras Suit. Without breaking eye contact, the clerk nodded subtly, as if encouraging Ash to take the next step.

without a second thought Ash took the Lapras Suit of the shelve, before going over to the clerk and putting it on the counter, and saying "I would want to buy this suit, and if you are able to could you teleport me to were my Lapras is ones I am transformed into a fully grown Lapras" the Clerk nodded while saying the he would get everything ready, as Ash paid for the suit as he took it back, before going to the changing room, full of exitement ready for his new life as a Lapras with his little sister by his side.

As Ash stepped into the changing room, the soft hum of the fluorescent lights above seemed to grow louder, and the air was filled with the sweet scent of fabric freshener. The room was small, with a single, full-length mirror attached to the wall, and a bench in the corner, adorned with a few neatly folded towels. Ash's eyes locked onto the mirror, and he couldn't help but feel a thrill of excitement as he imagined himself transformed into a majestic Lapras. He carefully hung the Lapras Suit on a hook on the back of the door, and began to undress, his hands moving quickly as he shed his worn jeans and faded t-shirt.

As Ash's fingers released the last button on his shirt, the fabric slid down his arms, pooling on the floor with a soft rustle. He stood before the mirror, his chest rising and falling with anticipation, as he gazed at his reflection. The fluorescent lights above cast a faint glow on his skin, accentuating the contours of his face and the sharp lines of his jaw. Ash's eyes, shining with excitement, seemed to sparkle like the stars on a clear night. He took a deep breath, feeling the air fill his lungs, and reached for the Lapras Suit.

he then put his arms in the front flippersflippers with his elbows touching the fabric at the end of the flippers, before pulling the neck of the suit over his head, before he laid on the stomach, and placing his legs into the back flippers as his knees touched the fabric on the end of the flippers, with them being perfectly positioned to become his flippers.

he then felt the start of the transformation, as his torso Chest and Stomach lost a bit of lenght but for it got a good amount of width, as his Back expanded he suddenly felt the weight of the shell on his back indicating that his middle body was that of a Lapras, as the tail fused with his tailbone, his hands and legs fused together into a flipper like mass as his hands and feet vanished out of existence, with their purpose not needed anymore, when their last bits vanished his flippers expanded filling those of the suit, next he felt his neck expand in width but most importantly in lenght as his vocal cords changed giving him the melodic voice of a male Lapras, his ears migrated to the ends of his head before turning into cute spirals, fitting those of the suit, as his head smouthend out into the shape of a Lapras as his eyes moved to the side, while the Iris grew quite a bit before turning black, as his pupils turned white while turning a more oval shape, as to finish fo his changed a horn grew from between his eyes, as his nose sunk into his new Lapras Muzzle leaving only nosedrills behind with, the last changes done the suit fused with Ash making him a reallife Lapras.

As the transformation reached its final stages, Ash felt a strange, tingling sensation wash over him, as if his cells were still adjusting to their new configuration. His vision blurred for a moment, and when it cleared, he saw his reflection staring back at him from the mirror. The Lapras suit had merged seamlessly with his body, and he was now a majestic, fully-grown Lapras. His flippers flexed involuntarily, and he felt a surge of excitement as he realized he could move them freely. The shell on his back felt heavy, but in a comforting way, like a reassuring presence.

suddenly his brain started to hurt as it was filled with informations of how to move, how to use his attacks and everything you needed to know as a Lapras, along with the new ability to speak telepathically, and lastly in his mind overprotective brotherly instincts appeared, which made him want to kill everybody who hurt his little sister.

As the influx of information threatened to overwhelm him, Ash's vision began to blur once more. His mind reeled, struggling to process the sheer volume of data that now resided within his consciousness. The sensation was akin to trying to drink from a firehose, with knowledge and instincts pouring in from all directions. His thoughts swirled, a maelstrom of confusion and disorientation.

The overprotective brotherly instincts, in particular, seemed to be asserting themselves with increasing urgency. Ash's mind's eye conjured up images of his little sister, Aqua his former lapras, and the mere thought of anyone harming her sent a surge of adrenaline coursing through his veins.

As the visions of Aqua danced in his mind, Ash's flippers twitched involuntarily, as if ready to spring into action at a moment's notice. His eyes, now fully adjusted to their new position on the sides of his head, darted back and forth, scanning the small changing room for any signs of potential threats. The fluorescent lights above seemed to hum with an ominous intensity, casting flickering shadows on the walls as Ash's agitation grew. His shell, still a novelty to his Lapras senses, felt heavy and reassuring, a tangible connection to his newfound identity.

A faint tremor ran through his body, a precursor to the melodic cry that threatened to burst forth from his throat.