Pump-Fiction

The Facility: Day Two: Convoluted Subject 1 found out about hot tubs. They were roomy, they had a great temperature… Though they were not being fed from above, there was a shower head looking thing the appropriate size to do so. It just wasn’t active. “Yeah, some pokemon like the rain, so they’ve got those strewn around these pool rooms.” Spades told her absol companion as she relaxed, seeing her new associate trying not to relax but struggling. “C’mon… Let some tension out of those muscles.” she prompted her. Absol gave her a peculiar, but obviously skeptical look. Spades sighed. She k

The Facility: Day Two: Honesty A mightyena trotted her way through the corners of the facility, turning left at a sign hanging from the ceiling with many, many arrows that were labeled with different things, but the only arrow pointing left read ‘Pokemon Cafeteria’. Unlike most mightyenas, The thick black streams of fur that ran down her back were uncommonly long, hanging down behind her almost to her paws, and the fur was thicker. Her big bushy tail flowed slowly from side to side as she entered, anticipating food but feeling reserved as usual. Many pokemon filled this room. Most didn’t look happy. Many looked like they f

The Lab: Day One: Tamato He waited an hour, twenty minutes after the absol had recovered somewhat. Her thoughts were in his visor, sorely tempting him to remove his helmet simply because of how tormented and depressing the thoughts were. Mostly along the lines of the pointlessness of life, but even harsher, the thoughts of hers that brought up the topic of how precious a living child was, and how her first pregnancy had been underage somewhat and resulted in many bodies that were for all intents and purposes dead. Enough was enough. “We are going to begin the last test today.” The man announced as calmly as he could, turning to

The Lab: Day One: Pregnancy “Well well well.” the man chuckled. “Well, well… Well.” Absol looked up as the human looked at his computer. Her fur was still slightly damp from the washing, which had essentially entailed the man using his computer to force her to walk alongside him while they moved through the facility to rooms that were like shower rooms, but more like an artificial downpour room with a large circular ‘shower head’ built into it, and room around the edge of the square room to move around. There were some that were private, and others that were decidedly less so. She knew it was one o

The Lab: Day One: Blueberry “...I don’t know whether this will be as painful as the others were, to be honest. It’s experimental. Might not work at all, really.” he commented, turning the innocent looking tomato-sized berry in his armored hand. Walking away towards his prisoner, he knelt within the thirty foot mark and presented the berry to her. “Please help me get this over with, and we both can rest.” he promised. Absol didn’t know what to do now. Make him force her again? She had to gauge whether it was worth it enraging this foe. His head and more importantly neck was exposed. If she timed it r

The Lab: Day One: Water Absol didn’t know what to do now. She couldn’t fight, she couldn’t run away… She even had trouble bringing her anger to a boil, just because the man was so utterly confusing and none of her torments had resulted in permanent damage. Her choices boiled down to simply accepting the horror that was to be her life from now on… Or to uselessly attack everything in sight as she was used over and over. Unless… Her train of thought was interrupted as the human tossed his teleportation-pump device all the way into the range she would be allowed in based on the damned computer’s comma

The Lab: Day One: Sand Absol did not want to consume another pump that would make her burst. Frankly, she had no idea how she felt. Obviously, this was wrong, but the man’s answers to her questions had confused her. It made it hard to judge who he was. Regardless, he was preparing to torture her a second time, with sand no less. She did what she felt she had to do. She charged him with a roar of defiance, pouncing to try and pry that mask off in the hopes of getting to the soft, pathetically weak human flesh within. She slammed into him, but whatever that suit was, it not only prevented her from knocking him down or even shifting him

The Lab: Day One: Air She woke up, immediately feeling that something was wrong. The uncomfortable, solid floor did not match the soft dirt packed between stones in her mountain home. Her eyes shot open, seeing not the peak of her personal outcropping, but a solid white room with few objects within. Already her danger senses were going wild, making her bolt up and search for the incoming threat. Needless to say, she quickly found it. Sealed into the room with her was a bipedal being in some sort of protective gear, and a single computer on some sort of stilts. Quickly backing away, she attempted to summon her signature razor wind to strike