A walk in the rain (Goodra TF)

Sunny week they said. Heh, Nope.

All week it rained. And it rained hard. Every once and awhile​ it would stop, at most an hour at a time. Creeks flooded, the near-constant rain eroded divots in the ground.
Edguardo was walking home, enjoying the rain. It had lightened​ up a little, no longer pounding, more of a drizzle. He was about 6 feet tall, brownish skin, and pale gray hair.

Honestly, it’s not that he enjoyed being soaked, but the rain was peaceful and calming. After he entered the shade of the trees, Edguardo could only hear a light pitter-patter of the rain on the leaves and dirt.  

Have you ever stepped into a puddle that turned out to be deeper than expected? Sucks doesn’t it?  
Edguardo studied the ground while he listened to the ambiance. An especially oily puddle caught his eye. Shiny purple swirled with streaks of blue in the water. It seemed a bit… thick. “Oh well.” He thought, as he used his boot to swish the tainted water out of the pool. He lost his footing and stomped into the water, and was surprised when the water came up to his upper thigh. Even more so when he felt his boot disappear and the warm… warm? liquid clung to his leg.

The liquid spread around his skin like how water dampens a paper towel. His body became a paler hue, like lavender. Certain sections became purple, His gut felt like it was blowing up until… goosh!  His insides dissolved and flowed through him like slime, it sounded like filling a balloon with air, then water. He wanted to vomit, but he could only dribble goo, having his stomach gone. All this stress was making Edguardo sweat. Sticky sweat. More and more, covering his clothes, his face, blurring his vision. Then he started growing taller as his arms got thicker, and his legs fattened up.

Suddenly, a long, pale, log with green spots grew out from behind him and made him loose balance, falling face first in the rest of the puddle. Inhaling, he choked on more of the substance, coating the inside of his throat​. It felt as if there were a bubble in his throat, filling it up and more, as it widened and increased the diameter of his gullet. The goo then dissolved his hair and ears, and softened​ his face, making it more moldable. Edguardo's nose pushed out into somewhat of a short snout, and two pairs of antennae sprang up on top of his head, one pair short and the other long. His neck stretched out, but strangely it didn’t hurt as if he had no bones! As he tried to get up, his arms shortened a little, and his knees rounded as his calves and thighs melted into his hips, greatly widening them. His toes thickened and melded into three, and his foot widened to support the new weight.

Edguardo sat up and looked in the puddle. Green eyes stared back from a dinosaur-like creature, two different shades of purple covering it. A goodra. This was not okay. He lived just outside a pokemon-hating town, how could he go there like this? He sulked back to his house, tail dragging, leaving a path of slime behind.

Mary, Edguardo’s wife, adored pokemon. She had convinced him to move outside of the city, where she had a garden haven for small pokemon. Currently, she was sitting on the porch reading while enjoying the Lotads and Mudkips frolic in the garden's pond.

*Squish squish*

Mary glanced at the path in front of their home. What she saw made her jump. A Goodra was slowly making its way towards the house. What was it doing here? Large pokemon don’t usually come around this area. The Goodra halted in front of the garden with tears in its eyes.

Mary recognized the torn shirt that her husband was wearing earlier.

“Ed? Honey is that you?” she asked in disbelief.

The dragon slowly nodded. Mary ran up to him as he began to mutely wail. The smaller pokemon scattered to avoid the globs of slime mixed with tears that were hurtling down. She hugged him, not minding the goo, and he, back. Mary looked up at him and saw the worry in his eyes and guessed what he was afraid of.

“Don’t worry Ed, we'll burn that bridge when we get to it,” she comforted him. “First, let’s get you cleaned up.” Mary found a trash bag for Edguardo to stand in so he could go inside without too much of a mess.