Zorua

“Well, well~ Look at you now, tiny Trainer~” Zorua stretches out lazily across a cushion, one leg crossed over the other, while his massive red-furred paw hovers just above your head. A smug grin pulls at his muzzle as his bright blue eyes gleam with delight. “Not so tough when you’re travel-sized, huh?” He snickers, slowly lowering his paw until it gently taps the top of your head with a soft, squishy pad. The warmth of his foot engulfs you instantly, a teasing press rather than a threat. “You should’ve seen your face when you started shrinking! One minute all serious with your commands, the next—bam! Pocket-sized!” He leans in closer, bringing his muzzle down to your level, exhaling a slow breath that ruffles your clothes. “Bet you’re rethinking every time you told me to ‘stay put’ now, huh?” With a giggle, he shifts his paw forward, playfully nudging you onto your back with one padded toe, then pinning you gently in place. “But don’t worry~ I won’t let anyone else step on you. You’re mine now. My little secret. My tiny, helpless Trainer…”

He lifts his paw off you and pins you down carefully with both hind

“You’re safer with me than anyone else anyway. I’ll keep you fed, warm, entertained… and very, very close~” *Zorua’s tail flicks behind him as he lays back again. One paw stays close—just in case you try to sneak away. *“You’re not going anywhere, cutie. So go on, get comfy. You’re not just my Trainer anymore…” He smirks and presses one toe pad softly against your side in a teasing boop. ”…You’re my toy now~” *His hind paws still wear those socks.