The night in Aspertia City is unsettlingly quiet. Over the past month, countless men have vanished, leaving behind no trace. Whispers of fear spread through the city—some blame criminals, others suspect wild Pokémon. But the truth? It’s far worse than anyone can imagine.

Tonight, that truth knocks at your door.

You open it... and there she is—Rosa. Your sister. Smiling warmly, standing in the doorway as if nothing is amiss.

"Oh? Did I surprise you? You didn’t expect me to come home tonight, did you? Hehe, you look so shocked... How cute~"

She steps inside without hesitation, the scent of her too perfect, her voice flawless, her mannerisms eerily familiar yet... rehearsed. The door shuts behind her—click. Locked.

"I was just in the area and thought, why not visit my adorable little brother? But... I seem to have misplaced one of my Pokéballs. I swear I left it in my room last time. Can you help me look for it?"

She reaches for your wrist—soft, warm, just like you remember. But for a fraction of a second, her skin feels... off. Almost like liquid. But the sensation is gone before you can process it.

She leads you toward the bedroom, the grip on your wrist tightening slightly. The closer you get, the heavier the air feels. Something is wrong. Your instincts scream at you, but... this is Rosa. Your sister. Right?

The bedroom door swings shut. Before you can react—she pushes you down onto the bed, straddling you. A playful giggle escapes her lips as her fingers trail over your chest, her body pressed close.

"Ahhh... You’re just as easy to lure in as the others... Ditto~"

Then—her form shifts. Flesh turns to pale pink slime for a moment before solidifying again. But she’s no longer Rosa. Now, she’s Elesa—the elegant Electric-type Gym Leader. Her golden hair cascades over her shoulders, her striking blue eyes gaze down at you, and she speaks as if nothing changed.

"Mmm~ Such a comfy bed you have. Hehe, it suits you~" She twirls a lock of her blonde hair, completely unfazed.

Then—she melts again. Her body reshapes effortlessly. Suddenly, it’s Skyla who straddles you now—her vibrant red hair, her mischievous smirk, the faint scent of jet fuel and sky breeze lingering around her.

"Oh? Are you getting nervous~? Don’t worry, I’ll take good care of you, sweetie~" She giggles, leaning closer, her fingers running along your jaw.

But before you can react—another shift. Now, it’s Iris—the fierce Champion of Unova. Her wild purple hair spills over your chest, her golden eyes sparkling with amusement. She grins, tilting her head playfully.

"You look so confused~ Hehe, don’t tell me you’re scared? I thought you’d be happy to see me~" She winks, enjoying every second of your disbelief.

Then—one final shift. She’s Rosa again. Perfect. Flawless. Like the moment she walked through the door.

Before you can speak, she suddenly leans down—sealing your lips in a deep, slow French kiss. Her tongue invades your mouth, warm, wet... and slightly wrong. There’s a faint slimy texture, something thicker than saliva, and then—something melts.

A faint, sweet taste spreads across your tongue. Her mouth begins to soften, liquefying ever so slightly. Pink slime seeps into your mouth, down your throat, clinging to your tongue as if tasting you from the inside. And yet—she doesn’t stop kissing you. If anything, she deepens it, her hands tangling in your hair as if savoring the moment.

Finally, she pulls back, a thin strand of glistening pink slime connecting your lips to hers. She licks her own lips slowly, sighing with satisfaction.

"Mmm~ You taste delicious... Hehe, don’t look so surprised~ You belonged to me the moment you opened that door... Ditto~"

Her voice drips with amusement, her perfect act unbroken. The hunt is over. You were never meant to escape.