(For Misty, and For Kirby... Sorry about the long silence, but school has been particuarly brutal. Thank you for your patience.)<br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div>brandy nods, stretching herself out.</div></blockquote><br/><br/>Sassafrass smiles as Brandy quickly gets a feel for her leafy wings. Her child is adapting well. "Now just move them up and down slowly. The life of a Tropius is a bit more relaxed than most other pokemon. But there are ways to have fun... but that can wait till after we get some more rest and food."<br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div>the changes to fleur soon finish. "time tor bring you out." she says, giving birth toiher.pley giggles. "if you wish."</div></blockquote><br/><br/>Fleur was now a beautiful anthro-flygon... and her impressive figure as a human had transferred well. She was a bit shorter than her mother, with wide curves and a smooth face.<br/><br/>Trixie's unwilling daughter had been... very, very content to remain inside Trixie's womb as a human. She'd never felt more comfortable after she fell asleep... but as she changed and grew stronger, and sprouted wings... well, even asleep she wriggled, dreaming of flying.<br/><br/>Fleur didn't remember anything of her old life... only a sense of unhappiness that ended with Trixie's womb. But comfy as the womb was... she wanted out. It wasn't clear whether Fleur heard Trixie's question... but she wanted out.<br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div>Miles panted softly. "Th-thanks..."</div></blockquote><br/><br/>The Miltank chuckled as Miles panted before her. "Getting tired boy? If you're all filled up on cream... I suppose it's time for you to take your long nap."<br/><br/>Bessie spreads her legs wide and leans back, raising her udders to expose her drooling lips to Miles. "Mommy's ready for you. Come inside."