I had so much fun drawing this, thank you so much Incinermyn for the silly idea and story. ^^

The drive along Northshore Boulevard was long and peaceful. A panoramic view of the seascape spread onward for miles as the three Pokemon rode along the golden beachside in their Jeep Grand Cherokee, rows of palm trees zipping by as they passed. Several moments later, they arrived at the parking lot for Northshore Beach.

Stepping out of the vehicle, a Vulpix woman in a bright magenta cloak with dainty flowers embroidered into it exited the passenger side door. At a meager height of four-foot-six, she bared the semblence of a small teenager due to her youthful visage. Beneath her cape, a matching bikini set was plainly visible along with a book she kept clutched between both her mitts. She took a deep breath as the effervescent seabreeze enticed the whiskers near her nostrils.

A moment later, her husband got out of the driver's seat and took a firm stance as he gazed around. The powerful Zoroark stood upright around six-foot-even. He had a definitively strong build due to the firm musculature coursing his entire frame. On his left upper-arm, the man wore a distinct blue bandana with the silvery Poke-Ball styled badge pinned to it as the symbol of his career as commander of the local Pokemon Rescue Corps he served on alongside his wife.

From the backseat came a spry Eevee of usual orange hue. The young man stood just slightly taller than the Vulpix and had unique brown spots to go with his curious fur-coloration. He carried a messenger bag slung across his torso from right shoulder to left underarm, which contained his normal beach gear, a towel, and a certain toy he'd brought along with in case he got bored.

Kent Zoltaine, the Zoroark, raised his arms skyward and let out a mighty roar. After doing his routine stretches and then walking to the back of the Jeep, he popped open the back door and took out miscellaneous beach supplies. Once he'd taken his fill of what he could carry such as the beach blanket, extra towels, and their umbrella, he shuffled over to his wife and family friend.

"Alright, we finally made it!" he chuckled as he slung the parasol over his shoulder like a polearm and motioned for the beach. "Glad you could join us on such short notice, Joe! I don't think we've ever actually talked much until now, but Pyra speaks pretty highly of you."

Pawing through her book, Pyra scratched her nose and muffledly said, "Oh, yeah! We've had a literal ball on our adventures, haven't we, Joe?" She then shot the poor Eevee a glance, to which he just gave a hard grin and nodded in response.

"Glad to hear it, bud!" Kent replied with an odd bellow. "Say, wanna help me out by grabbing the cooler?"

"Yes, sir!" Joe responded with a chipper squeal and then went around the back of the SUV to grab the cooler with all the sodas in it. Little did the other two know the fun that Joe himself had planned for them today. Hopefully he could get the drop on Pyra before she got away with doing something silly to him like the last couple of times they met up.

Gripping the handles on both sides of the container's lid, Joe hefted the cooler upward and began to carry it over to the spot on the beach Kent already picked out for them. Once Joe arrived with his load, he gently set it down next to the blanket, leaving a slight indent into the sand despite his best efforts not to just drop the cooler haphazardly. Meanwhile, he noticed that Pyra was still across the way flipping through the pages of the spell book she kept on her person at all times.

"Hey, Pyra! You wanna drop that book for a moment and help setup?" he called out to the Vulpix, who idly made her way over.

"What was that, Joe? I don't think I heard you right. Do I want to 'make you an iBook to help with setup,' did you say?" the woman giggled as she caught up with them and closed the tome.

Joe gave her an aggravated look and retorted, "Not funny, Pyra!"

"I think it'd be hilarious!" she scoffed.

"Hey, no spellcasting today! You promised!" Kent interjected before things could escalate.

"Fine, sweetie... Don't forget your swimsuit, dear!"

"Right! It's still in the truck. Be right back!" Kent then headed away.

When her husband was out of earshot, Pyra returned her attention to Joe and gave him a smirk. Likewise, Joe returned the gaze with one of his own as he suddenly reached into his own satchel and pulled out something a little unexpected. In his paw, aimed directly for the Vulpix, was a curious little pistol with a fluted barrel and partially-opened muzzle. Inside the end of the barrel, she could see the tip of an apparent dart.

"HA!" she laughed. "What are you going to do? Shoot me?"

"Kind of. Well, this is a little dart gun I keep stashed away just in case of emergencies. Don't worry, it's harmless...for the most part," he hesitated as he cracked a wide smile. "You're going to enjoy this one, I'm sure!" Suddenly, Joe pulled the trigger and the dart shot Pyra gently in the shoulder.

Almost instantly, a serum injected into her bloodsteam and began circulating throughout her body. It wasn't evident at first, but a few seconds later, latex skin began to spread over the entirety of Pyra's body and her whole form began to bloat outward. In no time at all, the Vulpix transformed into a slightly-overinflated balloon of herself, the changes ending with a knot forming on one of her middle tail's tips.

Looking herself over and quitely sighing, she snorted at him and groaned, "You've got a huge death wish right now, don't you?"

"Uh..." Joe gasped as the Vulpix balloonie approached him bouncingly. He wanted to laugh at first, but a moment of hesitation just cost him any chance of escape. She grabbed him by his shoulders with a surprisingly strong grip and held him in place.

"Ayi-zho vek teyi-na sha!" Pyra yelled as a shadowy geyser enveloped both of them.

Moments later, Kent returned with his trunks slung over his left shoulder. He had a big smile on his face now that he was all but ready for a swim. The only thing left to do was let the others know he had to go to the changing rooms and... Kent suddenly found himself gawking at the sheer awkwardness of what cropped up in his absence. His balloonie Vulpix wife rode atop of an overinflated Eevee ride-on floatie right where their beach blanket had been laid out.

"Hi-ho, Cheese-vee! Away!" the forty-something Vulpix shouted with childlike report, while her mighty steed just laid there on the beach with a disgruntled look on his squeaky face.

Kent sighed as he facepawed the side of his head, "I'm not dealing with this today... I'm getting ready for a swim!" On that note, the Zoroark headed off for the cabana-styled changing rooms across the way.

End Beach Party Joe

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