(Fort Jefferson National Park, Florida)

Exploration is a unique thing that everyone has gone through at least once. Sometimes, those bits of exploring are relatively harmless, like getting lost in a city with no time constraints. Then there’s looking around the unexplored and possibly dangerous sections of an abandoned Spanish fort. Speaking of which…

“Adam! Look out!” A young man yelled out to his friend as a ceiling portion in an underground tunnel started to collapse. Adam wasn't a very active or lithe person, but his reaction timing was second to none. The instant he heard his name, he dived forward recklessly, much like hunters can do in Monster Hunter. The ceiling barely missed him when it came down. “You okay buddy?” The young man asked his friend, helping him up and dusting his back off.

“Yeah… thanks for the callout, Nathan." Adam said, checking his body for scrapes and bruises. He had a few but nothing worrying. He'd have to disinfect and clean his knee later though.

“You’re welcome.” Nathan responded, looked over the pile of rubble that used to be part of the tunnel. “I don’t want to sound smart or less of an idiot than I already am, but I’m starting to regret suggesting this idea.”

Adam chuckled to hide a groan. "Yeah, I already hated coming out in the sun. Fucking sun is too hot. Now this?" He sighed as he pulled a pebble out of his bloodied knee.

“Calm down, Dracula Jr.” Nathan joked. “Now, despite our way back is blocked, we still have a way out.”

"For your information," he hissed through his teeth as he put weight on his injured leg. "It's Count Dorkula." Seems he still had his self deprecating humor. Even so, he was definitely known as a bitter man in person. "Least we got my laptop still. We can call for help if we need it."

“I doubt we can get a signal down here.” Nathan informed Adam. “I checked my phone a few minutes before the ceiling collapsed and I had no signal. Outside of trying to dig out, we have only one way out, and that’s forward.” He pointed in the opposite direction of the rubble pile. Adam sighed and got on his feet. But he winced when he set his left foot down.

"I think I twisted my foot." He says. He limps onward though, using the wall for support. After a few minutes of walking, they came to a large chamber of sorts. At first, there seemed to be nothing special about it, that is, until a series of torches suddenly lit up, startling the two men. Some of the light was briefly reflected off of something into their eyes, catching their attention. Looking at where the light was coming from, they saw a pair of odd looking amulets. One was gold and had five differently colored stones surrounding a plated sun and moon and a pink diamond. The other looked like the head of some figure wearing what could be mistaken as a glass elven helmet to the casual DnD player.

“Some of my regret is somewhat mitigated.” Nathan said. “Which one do you want?” He asked his friend, smiling as he did so.

"The glass helmet charm looks pretty cool. If magic existed, I'd think it's a one use damage nullifier." Adam said. He stayed leaning against the wall.

“So glass for you, and gold for me?” Nathan asked as he moved towards the two amulets. Adam nodded.

"I always preferred glass over gold in games. I like consistent high risk high reward damage over magically inconsistent gold items." He was mainly thinking of Crypt of the Necrodancer, but said philosophy could also cover other games too.

“Sounds fair.” Nathan grabbed the amulets and handed over the glass one to his friend. They both placed the amulets around their necks. When they did so, the amulets started glowing gently and a door opened in the back of the room. “Hey! There we go! A way out!” Nathan exclaimed as he helped Adam to lean against himself and began moving to the door. When they got through the door, it shut, leaving them in darkness...or it should have.

"Hey… I don't think these things came with LEDs in them." Adam warned about the amulet's glow.

“And the regret is starting to come back a little.” Nathan answered, holding his up to examine it. “Why am I starting to feel tired, and why do they seem to be getting brighter?” He asked, barely containing a yawn.

"Yeah… I feel a "butterflies in my stomach" feeling… and a headache…" Adam said. "Something… something's wrong, we need to-" Adam grunted as he felt a twisting and reaching feeling in his brain. Unbeknownst to him, a pinkish violet mist started seeping out of his ears.

“What I wouldn’t give for a gallon of pudding right now.” Nathan said before taking a seat against one of the hall walls and began to doze off. Shortly after that, a quick burst of a pinkish violet haze exploded and imploded into Adam's head, swiftly knocking him out. The light of their amulets became blinding before vanishing, leaving no one in the hall.

(Everfree Forest, Two years after Luna’s banishment)

Adam softly groaned as he started to wake up. His head was pounding, his entire body felt off, and there was a strange soft whispering in his head. 'Great. Freaking amulet made me crazy.' he thought, not knowing he was speaking into his friend's mind. Though the faint whisper seemed to be about some food or something. However, as he picked his head up, he noticed several things off about his body. The first and foremost, his chest felt heavy as fuck. The second, his legs were completely closed and he didn't feel crushed genitals. Third, he felt new clothes and something on his head.

One look at his body told him why he felt all these things. He was no longer male, he had impressively large tits, and he looked like a Gardevoir wearing a beautiful dress made with diamonds embedded onto the silk. 'WHAT THE FU-"

The mental scream immediately woke up the fluffy pillow she had been laying on. The pillow sat up, revealing it to be a rather fat, yet not ugly Eevee. “Oi, ma'am!” He said in a loud, yet familiar voice. “Mind turning your yell volume down by about twenty decibles? You interrupted a perfect dream about a lake of whiskey...or was it scrumpy?”

"Screw your dream, look at yourself! You're a big, fluffy… and I'm a…" She started to slow down, calm down, and actually take in her situation. "...Nathan, did we seriously just turn into anthro Pokemon?"

Nathan took a look at himself, his eyes briefly going wide before he himself calmed down. “It appears that we have...and if you are Adam, then you got messed up more than me.” He said, briefly patting his belly. Adam stared at her arms for a long minute.

"I… I dunno. I actually think this is great. I never did like being a gay guy. Nobody wanted a lazy shut in like me, but now… I might actually have a chance. And I still have my laptop!" She grinned, looking around the area they had apparently spawned in. The forest around them was dark, foreboding, and reeked an aura of a pervasive chaos. But Adam was looking for something small. Spotting a rock, Adam pointed a hand at it in typical Force user fashion, and focused.

"Willpower, imagination, and focus…" she whispered to herself. Within the next three seconds, the stone was lifted by a pinkish violet aura.

“Wow. Amazing display. I wonder if I could do it.” Nathan pointed his hand at a small sapling and began to grunt in frustration while looking like he was ready to poop himself. The Copper plated sun on his amulet glowed and his fur began to turn a light violet color, a smooth red stone appeared on his forehead, his tail split at the end and ‘lost’ some hair, and his size and height seemed to increase greatly and quickly. When his transformation was done, the sapling was uprooted and Nathan gave a yell in victory...and then he noticed Adam was looking up at him. “How did you shrink?” He asked in confusion.

"No, you turned into an Espeon." She told him. "Little tip. You can't do psychic things without being psychic type. That amulet is what changed you. Maybe you can use it to become other Eeveelutions?" She observed.

Nathan looked at his amulet and thought ‘Fire’. In a brief instant, he was completely fluffy again, but had orange and yellow colors. “Huh, you make a good point. But I think I should be myself for now.” He said. ‘Revert’, and he was shrunk down and given his grey and brown coloration back.

Adam smiled. "So now we've established what we are, what we can do, and what's happened, time for the next step on my checklist of interdimensional travel. Find out where and when we are." Adam said. She then looked at herself. "And maybe establish new identities. I don't think Adam is a girl's name in any world."

“And a chubby guy like me doesn’t seem like a ‘Nathan’.” The Eevee said, scratching his chin. “How does Eddard sound?”

"Eeh, yeah I guess that works. What about me? Any suggestions?" Adam asked. Nathan, now Eddard, scratched his chin while looking her over.

“Elise. You look like an ‘Elise’. Sound good?” Eddard said with a pleased look on his face. The gardevoir grimace.

"Like that princess in Sonic 06 that kissed a Dead animal, promoting both bestiality and necrophilia? Eeeh… maybe I can give the name some justice." She shrugged, accepting the name. "Now let's see… which way do we go?"

Eddards nose twitched and he sniffed...and sniffed again. “I think we should go where that good smell is coming from.” He said, his sniffing getting a little more frequent. Elise paused. Her stomach began to rumble, prompting her to agree. Eddard lead the way, moving through the forest and to the edge of a small settlement. Elise looked it over with an analytical eye.

"Looks medieval." She adjusted the strap on her laptop bag that she kept close. She hugged it over her breasts to hide them. "Knowing medieval times, women weren't treated the best. I hope I won't have to kick ass to avoid rape."

“The smell is coming from further in. Follow me.” Eddard said, having a determined look as he started stomping into the town. Elise followed, keeping her personal device in a tight grip. She began to smell something delightful as they got closer as well, and began salivating as her stride increased.

They shortly then arrived at what looked like a combination bakery and restaurant. Both carefully looked into the store and were salivating at different things. Eddard looked at the various displays of sweets, treats, heck, the bread looked good to him. Elise on the other hand was staring at the flanks of some of the staff. While at first surprised to see ponies working here, their stomachs pushed them past that surprise.

Eddard entered the shop first, and ran headfirst into the display case, starting to chow down on the many cakes and treats on display. This greatly startled the patrons and staff causing them to try to flee the restaurant...that is...they could have if they weren’t suddenly stopped with a pinkish violet aura.

Lost to instinct, Elise used her feverishly hunger afflicted mind to drag those ponies back inside, one by one and stuffing them inside her… one way or another. Several ponies found themselves being swallowed down Elise's throat. Others were stuffed into her rear entrance. The lucky few who were saved for last were given a warm embrace in her womb.

After they had both pigged out, they were stuck in a bit of a food coma. They were still aware of their surroundings, but couldn’t muster any real effort to do anything. The bakery was surrounded by several ponies garbed in bronze armor and a larger, more regal looking pony. The regal pony’s horn lit up as she looked at the two stuffed Pokemon with a sad look. Elise looked up at the large pony in surprised recognition.

"Oh shit… Princess Celestia? S-sorry…" Elise trailed off as she began to recognise the look of someone who doesn't know what you're saying. She couldn't apologize…

“Elise, it looks like we’re either gonna die or have some sort of punishment inflicted upon us.” Eddard said. “But regardless of what happens, I’ll always be with you.” He extended a hand for her to take just as whatever spell Celestia was weaving was cast. Elise reached back to him. While leaning, both bodies started crackling as they turned to stone. They reached each other’s hands just in time for the stone to finish consuming them.

Elise realized something as her fate was sealed. 'Shit. I forgot my laptop by the door.' she mentally cursed at Eddard.

‘Hey, don’t think you’re the only stupid one.’ He shot back mentally. ‘But hey, we now have time to master our urges...if we have a chance at escaping this...eventually...by the way, you look hot.’ If Elise could blush as a rock, she would have. Now she just had to figure out how to master her urges… the memory of those ponies squirming inside her made her feel hot.

Author's Note

Wayward Shadow: I get stupid Ideas and Switchlock wanted to work on it with me. All I hope is that someone enjoys reading this as much as I had thinking it up and starting making it.

Switchlock: Heyo! Sorry if I make this fic a little kinky, but... When you give a vorephile room to work, it sorta happens. Hope some of you enjoy it though!