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Beautiful ❤️🦊❤️

Found myself thinking about Margot again 🧡

Specially how she would wear a dress despite her natural fur skirt

#pokemon #anthro #delphox

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#pokemon #mewtwo strikes back

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#pokemon the first movie #mewtwo strikes back #charizard

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Sleeby~

#furry art #avian anthro

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Happy Birthday Mewtwo!

#mewtwo #pokemon

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I wish to sleep in a tube. So goopy~

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Could stim on this forever, such squishy stretchy material~

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Lugia pokes his head through the goo~

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Lugia pokes his head through the goo~

#pokemon #lugia #clone pokemon #mewtwo strikes back

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Verra loves working with genetic manipulation~

It is an unrelenting love for this weirdcore goopy lab 💚

#pokemon #reshiram #transformation #dragon oc #nidoking #mewtwo strikes back #avian anthro #furry art

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Mewtwo's Victory

The Clones have won in battle. Mewtwo is victorious. The Psychic pokemon claims its prize and has captured every pokemon on the island with ease. Using monster balls that capture anything without exception, Mewtwo directs the pokemon tainted by human influence to the Cloning Lab below where the TRUE work begins~

Team Rocket cower in fright, having just moments ago watched perfected pokemon species hatch from advanced technological concoctions, only to now see strange alien-like balls drop onto the conveyer belt and crawl into the ever open maw of the machine.

One by one, each stolen pokemon is scanned and quickly identified by the machines brilliant database.

One by one, perfect clones of each of the captured pokemon are spat out from the innards of the machine and rest comfortably in the tubes below.

Meowth muses at these marvelous creations, watching them spawn as fast as they are scanned. Seeing his clone rest comfortably within the artificial womb, Meowth can help but reach a paw up to the tube, feeling the warm emanate from the fluid within.

As the machine labors away at churning out perfect replicas free of the stain of human interaction, a foolish and defiant youth rushes into the maw of the collection port. Unwilling to surrender without a fight, the boy clings to the ball containing his Pikachu, unaware of just how futile his efforts are.

Mechanical arms swarm the boy as he tries to the wrestle the ball away. The DNA collection has already been completed of the pokemon within. These arms, as if made of the scientific curiosity of the dead, yearn to pull apart this intrusive organism to see how it ticks...

The boy's unyielding struggle are not without consequences, however. Enough of the mechanical claws are severed and short circuited within the collection port that it sparks surging currents enough to cause a chain reaction of malfunctions. With catastrophic damage done, emergency protocols are initiated to ensure the safety of the unborn clones...

Production and gestation are launched into overdrive. Lucikly, Mewtwo had prepared for such a situation, composing the translucent tubing of extremely flexible and durable material to house and channel an emergency flood of clones.

Swishing, swirling, the clones rain down through the flexible tubes; a soft bottlenecking as first where the main column separates into a near dozen of smaller tubes at a junction of channels hung above the floor. But within moments, the building pressure is relieved as the first wave of cloned pokemon begin to awake; Team Rocket watching in a perverse mix of fright, fascination, and anticipation~

The pulsing tubes feed the sleeping clones into the birthing pods below. Slipping, gurgling squelching noises ring from the gooey membranes as each copy squishes its way through. Pokemon of different shapes and sizes testing the resiliency of the slimy sockets. As each creature slithers out of their scientific birth, the pods behind them have barely a moment to rest and reset before the next wave of clones is born. Humongous species of Rhyhorn, Tentacruel and even Gyarados squeeze into these miracle matter pods, inflating them to unreal proportions before they ooze through the membranes stretched to their limits. A chorus of squishy slurping noises sounding all the while as the final waves of pokemon make their exits. They pay no mind to the humans cowering in the far corner of the laboratory, for they are not threats to their might. Though the machine that birthed them lay in ruins, each newborn clone stands as a token of Mewtwo's victory over the humans that enslaved him, marching to meet their master in marvelous triumph.

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Mewtwo's Cloning Lab

Mewtwo's rebuilt lab and Cloning Machine are a technical and aesthetic marvel from top to bottom.

A perfectly visceral combination of factory-level production constructs and techno-organic life support. Seeing the line start as a cold unfeeling conveyer belt and end with ballooning amniotic simulations is straight out of Giger's cookbook.

Team Rocket are in awe of the strange technology, having never seen pokemon stored in such a way.

These strange pokemon are stored in such perfect stasis that Team Rocket are unsure if they're even real living beings. Meowth can't help but feel enamored~

Their curiosity is soon rewarded with a lively demonstration of the machine's primary function. Meowth, though unwilling, is a perfect subject.

A sample of 3 simple hairs is enough for this machine to brew life~

Within seconds, a perfect replica, living and breathing, is spewed from the mechanical innards of the device and descends in to the warm welcome of an artificial womb below.

As Team Rocket learns of the destructive cataclysm of the lab that formerly stood on this island, the clones sleep with barely a stir, awaiting their master's call from above...

A silent psychic call is made to coax the clones from their slumber. Team Rocket notices the strange glowing and cautiously approach to investigate...

But the clones are awake and alert! Team Rocket stops in their tracks with chills up their spine. They watch with piqued curiosity as they can't help but wonder how the clones will get out of such sophisticated containment?

First, the bulbous green tube pushes the marked Blastoise down into the capsule below. It's a gentle and progressive push, the tubing expanding around the pokemon comfortably as it settles into the grey rubbery compartment below. The clear tubing recedes behind it, as if the compartment were a hungry creature swallowing a meal, bulging with anticipation...

A glowing light flashes at the base of the rubbery compartment, as if activating... changing...

The Blastoise within pokes his head out, penetrating the now gooey and malleable rubber socket. It stretches and slurps his body as he exits, wet slimy noises emit through the lab as he slides out, yet the fluids are kept in.

The warm gooey socket clings softly to Blastoise's body as he pulls himself free and stands to take his first breath of fresh air. Team Rocket stares in awe of the miracle matter giving birth to this clone in front of them.

The pod that Blastoise has vacated has now shrunk back to its original proportions. As Blastoise lumbers away toward the castle halls, the Charizard and Venusaur are lowered into their birthing chambers...

Charizard lunges forward from his gooey artificial womb, the sticky material catching and clinging to his claws as he tears the rubber casing to shreds to fight his way through. Yet as the rubber tears, it just as quickly heals and forms back into itself, keeping a perfect seal on the fluids within to ensure a clean parturition. Charizard's hatching completes as his lengthy tail slips and slurps from the tube...

Venusaur pushes his way through the gooey womb with relative ease as well. Breaching with a small puncture, the slimy rubber yawns big and wide as the large brutish body falls forward and out, tearing holes in the wet membrane. Still, the barrier holds fast with perfect regeneration, never surrendering a drop of preservation fluid as the clone exits.

After a warm and welcoming birth, each clone lumbers through the castle, ready to serve their master's call.

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Mewtwo inspects his cloning lab…

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Commission soup N9

#anthro #furry

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Commission soup n7

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