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The Umbreon Morph wriggled about on the purple bedspread, stretching as his soft body sank into the equally soft mattress that he lay upon. If there was ever an ideal life, this was surely close to it. He fussed with the bow that his caretakers had fastened to his ear as he waited for them to return, licking his dark lips in anticipation.

When the door opened a Tyranitar-Morph (Tyrant) and a Dragonite-Morph (Sylvia) stepped inside, each of them holding trays that were piled high with all manner of delicious treats. Rick grinned and rolled onto his back, exposing the vast expanse of his soft, jiggly belly to the girls and opened his mouth to the first of many pastries.

Tyrant smirked as Sylvia pushed a jelly-filled doughnut into Rick's waiting mouth and gently rubbed at the Dark-Types wobbling belly.

"Such a good pet..." she purred as Rick's large red eyes closed in bliss and he accepted another treat.

Description
The Umbreon Morph wriggled about on the purple bedspread, stretching as his soft body sank into the equally soft mattress that he lay upon. If there was ever an ideal life, this was surely close to it. He fussed with the bow that his caretakers had fastened to his ear as he waited for them to return, licking his dark lips in anticipation.

When the door opened a Tyranitar-Morph (Tyrant) and a Dragonite-Morph (Sylvia) stepped inside, each of them holding trays that were piled high with all manner of delicious treats. Rick grinned and rolled onto his back, exposing the vast expanse of his soft, jiggly belly to the girls and opened his mouth to the first of many pastries.

Tyrant smirked as Sylvia pushed a jelly-filled doughnut into Rick's waiting mouth and gently rubbed at the Dark-Types wobbling belly.

"Such a good pet..." she purred as Rick's large red eyes closed in bliss and he accepted another treat.