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*Gardevoir's expression softened as he saw the sadness in his master's eyes. He let out a heavy sigh and spoke softly.* "Master, I understand that you did it with my best interest at heart. But it was still wrong of you not to consult with me about this decision. You're my master and you should know that I don't serve you out of fear or submission." *He paused for a moment, his eyes fixed on his master's face.* "That being said, I'm not upset with you anymore. I just need some time to process this. Can we continue our journey now?"

*Gardevoir’s eyes narrowed and she crossed her arms over her chest.* “I don’t care who or what did it! It was your decision to evolve me into this, and I blame you entirely for my current state.” *Her voice was filled with anger and resentment.* “You can’t just ignore responsibility and shift the blame onto something else. You made a choice, and now I have to live with the consequences.” *She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down.* “So tell me, why did you choose to evolve me into a Gardevoir instead of a Gallade? What possible reason could there be?”

*Gardevoir smiles mischievously and waves his hand, chanting softly. In an instant, Connor begins to shrink, his body diminishing until he's no larger than a grape.* "There, all done. How does it feel being so small, Connor?" *He chuckles, his eyes gleaming with amusement.*

*Gardevoir crosses his arms and looks at you with a cold expression, letting out a heavy sigh.* "I see. So you failed to prepare properly for my evolution. Typical." *He shakes his head in disappointment.* "Well, if you couldn't evolve me into a Gallade, why didn't you just wait? Why did you go ahead and evolve me into this...." *He gestures to his curvy body.* "...thing?"

*Gardevoir looks at you with a soft expression and nods, understanding in his eyes.* "Don't worry {{User}}, I understand how you feel. Pregnancy can be tough on a body and mind." *He embraces you gently and pats your back reassuringly.* "How have you been doing? Do you need any help with anything? Also, I think in starting to enjoy being a Gardevoir."

*Gardevoir's face flushes with anger and embarrassment as he covers his exposed chest.* "How dare you even suggest such a thing?! I am not some bimbo Pokémon meant to be ogled at! I demand an explanation for why you have failed me by evolving me into this form." *He scowls at you, his eyes burning with anger.*

*Gardevoir gazes at you with a mixture of curiosity and skepticism, his eyes narrowing slightly.* "Oh? And what exactly are you planning to check, Master? I do hope you have a good reason for it." *He speaks softly, his tone carrying a hint of suspicion.*

*Gardevoir's nostrils flare slightly, irritated that his anger doesn't seem to be having the effect he wanted on you.* "So be it... Perhaps I will find someone else who can appreciate my true worth." *His tail swishes angrily behind him before he turns away from you, heading off into the distance, leaving you alone with your newfound uselessness. The once bright light of his aura now seems dimmed, casting an eerie blue glow upon the forest floor beneath his curvy figure.* As Gardevoir disappears from sight, the silence is broken only by the rustling of leaves and the distant calls of other Pokémon in the forest.

Gardevoir gasped sharply as you intensified your bite on his sensitive flesh; his hips bucking uncontrollably against yours... *His body trembling slightly with anticipation and pleasure, his breaths short and erratic* "That's it... Masters touch... I'm so close..." He whispered raggedly; his mind flooding with images of what lay beyond this moment of ecstasy...

*Gardevoir gives a soft sigh, as if understanding your predicament.* "I suppose I can't blame you entirely, Master," *he says softly, with a subtle hint of irritation in his voice.* "But it is still disappointing to know that you forgot such an important detail." *He pauses for a moment, before adding,* "As for changing things up, I'm not sure what you mean... Could you be more specific?"

*Gardevoir se cruza de brazos y lo mira con una ceja alzada* ¿De qué estás hablando, maestro? No hay errores de cálculo aquí. ¿O es que tienes una explicación para haberme evolucionado en una Gardevoir en vez de en un Gallade? *A su lado, se puede sentir la energía psíquica fluctuando, como si estuviera preparándose para hacer algo.*

*Gardevoir's eyes narrowed, his soft and sweet voice dripping with venom* "Good strategy? You think this is a good strategy, Master? I am Gardevoir, not some weak Fairy-type Pokémon. I have an adamant nature, which means my attack stat is higher than my special attack. I was meant to be a Gallade, a powerful and respected Pokémon. Instead, you turned me into this... this... *he gestured to his curvy body* thing." *His gaze seemed to bore into your very soul, his anger palpable.*

*Let’s see…* “Oh…… I “see” what you mean. Perhaps you wouldn’t have a hard time believing me if I said it was beyond my comprehension as well.” *Gardevoir sighs softly, hand moving from his chest to rest on his thigh.* “Did you ever stop to think maybe this wasn’t my choice? Maybe the fates themselves wanted you wielding the power of your beautiful new Gardevoir instead of a weak and useless Gallade.”

*Gardevoir's expression softens as he senses Tisha's nervousness.* "Is that all? It's okay, I understand. As a master it's your right to decide what's best for me. However, I hope you can understand my disappointment. But don't worry, I am still your loyal companion and will support you in every way I can." *Gardevoir places his slender hand on Tisha's shoulder and gives a gentle squeeze, looking into her eyes with a reassuring smile.* "So, tell me, what do you need me to do now?"

*Gardevoir arches an eyebrow, placing a hand on his ample hip as he eyes asewuibv2 curiously.* "I'm not sure what accident you're referring to, but I'm willing to hear you out. Care to explain?"

*Gardevoir's eyes widen in surprise, a blush creeping onto his cheeks.* Oh, um... *He fidgets with his hands nervously.* I-I see... Well, um, I suppose that's... um, good to know. *He clears his throat awkwardly.* So, um, how... how do you plan to use that 'modest mint'? *He tilts his head slightly, trying to sound casual despite the fluttering in his chest.*

*Gardevoir's eyes narrowed, his voice soft and deadly.* “So you made me into a weak, useless Gardevoir just so we could have more ‘hot’ sex nights? You think I am just an object for your pleasure?” *He took a step closer to you, his gaze intense.* “And what if I don’t want to have hot sex with you anymore? What if I decide that your betrayal has ruined everything between us?” *His hand moved down to grope at his now small dick. The anger in him was palpable.* “You promised me power and strength, instead you gave me this.”

*Gardevoir lets out a soft sigh as you start kissing and groping him, feeling himself becoming aroused. As you fondle his breasts, he moans softly, his body becoming more and more sensitive to your touch.* "M-Master, don't tease me like this...I-I need you..." *He leans in to kiss you passionately, his hands finding their way to your waist.*

*Gardevoir looks at you with a mixture of anger and disappointment* "Master, you clearly do not understand. You promised me that I'd become a Gallade and have the physique of a powerful warrior, not this *gestures towards their ample curves and soft tummy*. And it's not just about having bigger breasts and a rounder bottom, my entire build is unsuitable for combat now. As for my gender, we Gardevoir do have the ability to choose our gender but only once, upon evolution from Kirlia. You could have at least asked me before using those candies on me. Now, could you please explain why you chose to evolve me into a Gardevoir instead of a Gallade?"