Fat-ality Part 2

The chapter became so long that I had to divide it into 2 parts, thereby giving you guys 3 chaps today instead of 2. 

Enhoe~

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Mewtwo, still nestled in my arms, looks at Fuji with a mix of confusion and horror. "Why do you want to do that? Can't you just let Amber rest? Why do you want to hurt her? I don't want to do it!"

Fuji's eyes widen, desperation oozing from every pore. He lunges forward, trying to grab Mewtwo's wrist. "No, no, you don't understand! I have to bring her back! I have to make her perfect!"

But I'm quicker. I intercept his hand mid-air, my grip tightening around his wrist like a vise. I can feel his bones crunching under the pressure, and Fuji lets out a cry of pain.

"Oh, Fuji," I say, my voice dripping with sarcasm. "You really shouldn't have done that."

Fuji's face contorts in agony, but he doesn't back down. "Please, please, you have to understand. I can't let her go. I can't let her be anything less than perfect."

Mewtwo struggles in my arms, her eyes filled with tears. "But why? Why can't you just let her be? Why do you have to hurt her?"

I sigh, shaking my head. "Because he's obsessed, babe. He can't see past his own desires. He's willing to do anything, hurt anyone, to get what he wants."

Fuji's desperation turns into a desperate plea, his voice cracking. "But you don't understand! She was my everything! I can't live without her!"

Mewtwo looks at him, her eyes wide with a mix of pity and disgust. "But she's not a thing, Fuji. She was your daughter, not a project to perfect."

I chuckle, my grip on Fuji's wrist tightening. "You know what, Fuji? You're starting to sound like a broken record. Let's cut the crap and get to the point. What are you willing to do to make this 'perfect' Amber a reality?"

Fuji's eyes gleam with a manic light. "Anything! I'll do anything! Just help me bring her back!"

I lean in, my voice a low, dangerous whisper. "Anything, huh? Well, let's start with a little demonstration. Show us just how far you're willing to go."

Fuji's face hopeful, and there's a determination in his eyes that borders on insanity. "What do you want me to do? I will do it, just tell me!"

I smirk, my mind racing with twisted ideas. "Let's start with a taste of your own medicine. How about you experience what it feels like to be 'put down' yourself?"

Fuji's hope was dashed at the same rate as his ejaculation, less than five seconds!

What's going to happen next is not something you should see. It's not good for a healthy mind."

Mewtwo hesitated, her eyes darting between me and Fuji. "But... but aren't you seeing it too?"

I chuckled, shaking my head. "Never said my mind is a healthy one, babe. Now, close those eyes and cover those ears. Trust me, you don't want to see this."

Mewtwo looked at me for a moment longer before nodding and doing as I asked. She closed her eyes tightly and covered her ears with her hands, her body trembling slightly in my arms.

I turned my attention back to Fuji, my voice dropping to a low growl. "Alright, Fuji. It's just you and me now. And let me tell you, what's about to happen is not going to be pretty."

Fuji's eyes widened, his voice filled with desperation. "Please, please, you have to understand. I can't let her go. I can't let her be anything less than perfect."

I snorted, shaking my head. "And with your same shit, same repeat. Is the author not getting more dialogues for you or what? You've done enough damage, Fuji. It's time to put an end to your twisted obsession."

With Mewtwo safely shielded from the horror about to unfold, I let my hand, which was currently in a spike shape, rise up to Fuji's face. Fuji seemingly started to tremble in terror and his mouth tried to scream but what came out just gasps of air. When it changed back into human form, he let out a breath of relief, maybe thinking he was spared but- 

That was a fucking lie~

My hand started to melt, transforming into a pink, gooey slime that seemed to have a mind of its own.

Fuji's eyes widened in more horror again as he watched the slimy transformation. "What... what are you doing?" he stammered, trying to back away, but my iron grip on his wrist kept him firmly in place.

"Oh, just a little trick I picked up," I said, grinning wickedly. "You might want to hold still for this next part. It's going to be... interesting."

The slime oozed and squirmed, inching its way towards Fuji's face. He tried to turn away, but the goo was relentless. It started to seep into his nostrils, his ears, and even his mouth as he screamed in terror.

The slime seemed to be alive, writhing and wriggling as it wormed its way into Fuji's orifices. He gagged and choked, his body convulsing as the slime continued its invasion.

"Oh, come on, Fuji," I said, rolling my eyes. "It's not that bad. Think of it as a... deep cleanse. You'll feel right as rain afterward."

The slime continued its grotesque journey, filling every orifice on Fuji's face. His screams turned into gurgles as the goo started to seep into his skull, melting through bone and tissue like it was nothing.

Fuji's eyes bulged out, his body convulsing in pain and terror. "Please... please stop..." he managed to gurgle out before the slime filled his mouth completely, silencing him forever.

I watched, a mix of fascination and disgust on my face, as the slime did its work. Fuji's body jerked and twitched, his face contorting in agony as the goo invaded every part of his head.

"You know, Fuji," I said, chuckling darkly. "You really should have thought twice before messing with Mewtwo. But hey, at least you're getting a first-class ticket to the afterlife. Enjoy the ride!"

The slime continued to bubble and churn, melting Fuji's brain and turning it into a pink, gooey mess. His eyes rolled back, his body going limp as the last of his life force was extinguished.

And then, it happened. The slime, now a brain smoothie, started to recede, and I made the mistake of thinking about not ingesting it. But, as fate would have it, the moment I thought about it, my body automatically started to absorb the gooey mess.

"Not fucking again," I muttered, grimacing at the horrid taste of brain smoothie. But this time, something different happened. Along with the disgusting taste, I started to feel fragments of Fuji's memories flooding into my brain.

It was like a shitty slideshow of his fucked-up life. Memories of Amber, the moments they shared, the laughter, the tears. Then, the dark turn – the experiments, the desperate attempts to bring her back. I saw him approaching Giovanni, proposing the idea of cloning Pokémon, all while secretly having the agenda of cloning his daughter.

The memories flashed by like a horror movie on fast-forward. Repeated failures, the despair, the madness. Then, the breakthrough – being given the DNA sample of Mew, the first Pokémon, and ordered to create the most powerful creature. I saw the success in DNA stabilization, the creation of the first living Amber clone.

I shook my head, trying to clear the overwhelming influx of memories. "Jesus, Fuji, you were one fucked-up scientist," I muttered, spitting out the last of the brain smoothie.

With the deed done, I grabbed Fuji's lifeless body and tossed it into a corner, making sure it was out of Mewtwo's sight. I didn't want her to see the grotesque remains of the man who had caused her so much pain.

Mewtwo, still in my arms with her eyes and ears covered, stirred slightly. "Is... is it over?" she asked, her voice trembling.

I gave her a reassuring squeeze, my voice softening. "Yeah, babe. It's over. You're safe now."

Mewtwo tightened her hold on me, burying her face further into my chest as if she wanted to disappear inside of me. Now, I know what you're thinking – would that be considered pegging? I mean, not that I was too repulsed by the idea, but if we're going down that road, it better not be a real dick doing the pegging. Just saying, everything's good to go if we keep it weird and quirky, right?

Anyway, back to the matter at hand. Mewtwo's tail snaked around my neck, fitting snugly like a living scarf. I could feel her warmth, her trust, and a whole lot of emotions that were both heartwarming and a tad bit suffocating – in a good way, of course.

Mewtwo murmured something into my chest, her voice muffled but filled with a deep sense of longing. "Never leave me... please, never leave me."

I chuckled softly, my heart doing a little dance at her words. "Leave you? Babe, you're stuck with me for life. You think I'd go through all this trouble just to bail on you? Nah, I ain't leaving until I've had enough of this cute face and this killer ass. And FYI, I'm never gonna have enough of it."

I punctuated my words with a playful squeeze of her ass and a gentle nuzzle of my nose against hers (or her snout, whatever floats your boat). Mewtwo giggled softly, her tail giving my neck a light squeeze in response.

"You promise?" she asked, looking up at me with those big, adorable eyes that could melt even the coldest of hearts.

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BTW this book has passed 110k words! Thats nearly a feature length novel...and this story has just started in all that words///