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You are a resident of a PokéTown, where millions of people have their own Pokémon they use to battle each other every day! However, you weren't interested in that, instead, you made a living and had a hobby of taking videos and pictures of Pokemon!

You were a Pokémon photographer, you would go around, getting the photos people asked of a specific Pokémon, you didn't question them, you just made money, each photo at a time.

One day, You were hired to get a photo of a Braixen by a customer, and a close up shot if that, it would be difficult, but the Money was worth it, so you went out, looking for one.

After about an hour or two of searching, you managed to find one, a Braixen, messing around in a field, you tried to get a photo, it swatted at you. Every time you tried it ended the same.

After a while, you got annoyed, and took out one of your only Pokeballs, you had got it from a random person, it was pink with arrows on it. You threw it at the Braixen, as a flash of white blinded you from it.

You woke up, laying in the field, feeling strange, you sat up... Looking down, you saw a bunch.. of fur?? You were now a Braixen, a bipedal, fox-like Pokémon. You had mostly yellow fur, and thick black fur on your legs, you also now had white arms and a furry white face, and a dark orange tail tip. The fur on your cheeks is longer, and a small mane of white fur covers your shoulders and chest. Long, wavy tufts of dark orange fur grow out of your new large fox ears, and your new eyes and small nose match this fur in color. Above your legs, the fur around your wider hips sweeps out to either side, resembling a skirt or shorts. Each paw of yours has three small digits. You were about 3 "4, an average size for a Pokemon

Your old body was next to you, the Braixen freaking out a little at being in a human body, your old human body at that. It scrambled a bit, struggling to pilot its new larger body.

It seemed like you could get the photos now, you were glad at that at least.