I Live to Serve - Chapter 4
Next chapter is a go! Been wondering what Nanani would evolve into? Well, wait no longer! I was going to make this chapter a lot longer, but decided against it as anything else I had planned just fit better in chapter 5 (that one's a doozy, by the way). That being said... enjoy!
July wore through, and August began. She was nearly a year old now, halfway through her adolescent years. Though she still lacked any defining characteristics, she had grown in size plenty, about the size most adult Eevee would ever become. Her behavior had already become a bit less playful, but her learning ability increased somehow even more dramatically. She would help Master with chores with no problem whatsoever, even having her own to do throughout the day, which she accomplished fairly easily. The access door he had installed on her bedroom door had become such a tight squeeze, it was one of her very few - if only - complaints. He hadn't bothered to replace it, as he knew she wouldn't need it much longer as is.
The prospect of evolution had been discussed with her multiple times already, and she was incredibly open to the idea. The only thing that really made her head spin was the many choices. However, that wasn't up to her. Master had one predetermined, which in her eyes, was quite alright. She trusted his judgment, and would rather not be left with that major responsibility and the possibility that she may regret it later. What she cared about more than anything was "the part where I get bigger" as she so eloquently stated each time the topic was brought up.
And it still should be mentioned that Master had his social gatherings. Nearly one a month, in fact. By the latest event, Nanani even helped cooking the dinner, preparing a few dishes to the best of her Eevee paws' ability, and it turned out surprisingly delicious.
She was coming along nicely, indeed, as he said to her once so absent-mindedly.
It was the fifteenth of August, and possibly one of the warmest days of the year at a toasty eighty two degrees fahrenheit. The two were having yet another afternoon walk to their usual destination. Though the object at the end of the path had grown quite familiar, her fascination with it never completely ceased. However this time, Master had an idea.
"Nanani" he piped up.
Her back was turned with paws pressed up against the stone, eyes admiring its glimmer, though she quickly whirled around to listen.
"I need you to do the both of us a huge favor, alright?"
"Of course, Master" she replied with plenty of energy, though her voice emphasized articulation and even a bit of delicacy. "I'm always willing to help."
"I need you to tackle me." He said this so deadpan and so suddenly (practically cutting her off), she couldn't help but be taken aback.
"O-oh but Master, that's such a silly request. Are you sure that--"
Once again she was cut off, this time with. "Nanani. Do it."
She questioned him no further, but didn't move either. She'd never done such a thing in her life. Pouncing on him while she was a pup was one thing, but this was entirely different. He wanted her to injure him. Or, at the very least try to to the best of her ability. Pointing herself toward him, she shut her eyes, not wanting to see for herself what she was about to do. Immediately she sprinted toward him and leapt where she thought was right, hitting her mark right in the chest, surprisingly enough to make him grunt, and knock him onto his back, cushioned thankfully by the grass beneath them. Her eyes opened, and seeing him under her even slightly dazed about horrified her, crawling off of him and rushing to retrieve his loose spectacles just a few feet away.
"I'm so sorry! So so sorry! I shouldn't have done that! It was a test, and I failed, wasn't it?" All this said in the midst of a panic, while he was simply sitting up with a cough, catching his breath fairly quickly.
Upon taking his glasses from the Eevee's paws, he assured "No, I really wanted you to do that. Now watch."
"Watch?--" The very answer cut her off, and her entire body flushed white, as if she was being consumed by light. Her coherency had completely paused, but he witnessed it all. Her white silhouette grew rapidly in size, becoming the exact shape and size he had hoped for. It only took a few seconds before the light began to fade, revealing the product of what had just happened.
My, was she stunning. Where once had stood an Eevee now stood a Glaceon, slender in form but not in shape. What used to be hidden in thick fluff was clearly defined under the now extremely thin coat on her body, every muscle and curve much more accentuated now that she had fully evolved. And though she wasn't yet fully grown, it was easy to see exactly what she would become. Her fur kept so smoothly, and the lines of her face and muzzle etched to perfection, her eyes no longer the big, round and curious eyes of before, but now thinner and much more sightly (both for her and anyone who beheld them). Her figure alone made it apparent exactly what she had been bred for in the first place. Though she maintained those slight differences that allowed her to accomplish feats of mobility most quadrupeds couldn't, she carried "assets" as it were that exemplified the fertility she was originally meant for. Her waist was quite average, but dwarfed by her wide hips and larger posterior, her thighs thankfully plenty bulky enough to support it all. Were any Pokemon breeders to behold her, she would be considered a work of art without a second thought.
And Master was quick to let her know of this. Before she could even gather her senses fully, he actually began applauding, beaming greater than he ever had before.
"Breathtakingly beautiful!" came his exclamation.
She too was enamored by it all, examining herself as best she could from her own point of view. She wasn't completely sure whether to be concerned or fascinated, though she did side with the latter in the end. In the stone, however, resided her reflection. Stepping toward - no, bounding toward it as awkwardly as one could expect, she gazed at her every feature with utmost curiosity, eyes glancing over her every facial feature, as well as her every curve. He was most certainly right about her being beautiful. In fact, she wasn't very much convinced this was all too real.
Even if it wasn't, she would happily take it in a heartbeat. After a few more moments of staring at her own reflection, she padded over to Master, definitely more than thrilled.
"Let me get a good look at you." he said to his approaching Glaceon, lowering himself down to his knees.
From there he used his hands to gently pet, but with more purpose feel all over, carefully analyzing the shape of her body. To rescind earlier statements, she wasn't perfect. Her waist was still a little too thin as compared to the rest of her, and her fores required a bit of bulk. Above all else, though, was her back, so uncomfortably misaligned, her entire front end drooped noticeably. This was a deep concern, unlike the prior two, which would fill out in time with growth and a change in diet. But a brace for her back would be an issue, especially without limiting her to walking on all fours or her hinds exclusively. For now, he only moved a hand underneath her chest, and began to push up, surprising her a little.
"Stand a little straighter, Nanani. You look even better the more you do it, I promise." He explained to the inquisitive Glaceon, though it was something she was pleased to hear.
With that, she picked herself up, even if it wasn't all that comfortable, and took to prancing in a small circle.
"How is this, Master?" She asked him, her voice far silkier and mature-sounding as opposed to just a few minutes ago.
"Perfect." Was all he needed to say, beaming back at her with an obvious sense of pride.
She had never seen him smile like this, but it made her all the more excited, padding over to him as quickly as she could to show him even more affection. To her slight disappointment however, he had turned to walk the direction from whence they came, beckoning her to follow. Though he had a few things to say as they went.
"I suppose I should answer a few questions you probably have."
She peered up at him as inquisitively as ever. The only question she had is what he possibly meant by this.
"I have been and will continue to raise you into the perfect specimen, Nanani."
"Specimen?" She repeated in question.
"I have always thought Glaceon to be the... " He paused a moment, though not in their stroll. "The most beautiful creatures in the world. I always wished to have one, and to train it to own its beauty to the best of its ability. The program you were born from was known for creating amply gifted Pokemon, and when I heard that this included Eevee, I made sure I found the perfect candidate. I waited through so many of their auctions for you, and then I saw you. I knew you would be the one. So I took you home, and I've worked with you every day to become talented and pretty. To be my maid."
His maid? Was that her role in his life? Come to think of it, what is a maid exactly? She certainly had no idea.
"What is that, Master?" Her question came with such a sweet kind of innocence, which again easily forced a smile from him.
"It's a lot like a servant, but with many more perks." Was the response, delivered with an air of hesitation, as he was a little unsure of how she would react.
Like a servant. That alone didn't seem so bad. He fed her well and took care of her, if this was how she was supposed to repay him, she would do so gladly.
"I can be that!" She practically yipped back to him.
"I was hoping you would say that, Nanani." His ever warm smile on his face here. "As soon as we get back home, that will be your job. Of course, a few things need to be done first before you really get started. That posture of yours will be addressed first."
He muttered this last sentence under his breath, though she inquired in no time to which she was flagged down.
The remainder of the walk went relatively smooth, though a good chunk was spent adjusting her stride whenever she returned to her habit of clumsily bounding, much like she had as an Eevee.
And his word was kept, not only that evening, but for the next several days. Nearly every hour she spent under his watchful eye, getting accustomed to her new body in each way, even going as far as to completely re-learn how to stand on her hind legs. This new body, while shapely, was so disproportionate to her Eevee form, and it led to a little frustration here and there. But as always, she was a good learner, and Master was a patient teacher. Though, the more she progressed, the larger her workload became. In time she was on laundry duty as well, not to mention the increase in surface area she was to clean, mostly due to the fact that she could reach said surfaces now.
As for Master? Well, once he was confident she had become accustomed to her body, he suddenly began to disappear. For hours at a time, even. Always to the basement, and he made sure to let her know each time, but it left her perplexed. She never questioned this, however, as whatever it may be, it was "important business" as he made sure to state. In a matter of weeks, she was in charge of most of the chores, save for cooking and anything to do with Master's bedroom. That is, until the twenty-fifth of September rolled around.