Dreah looked up to the large mansion, taking a deep breath. She had received a strange message inviting her to the establishment, though was unsure of anyone who would live in such a place. Regardless, she didn't want to appear rude, so arrived.

She knocked on the door, only for the door to open on its own. Dreah thought about turning and going back home, but ultimately decided to press forward. As she walked through the hall, she saw portraits of statues of various Pokemon, all with a variety of looks and poses.

Eventually, she came into the main room, at the base of a large staircase. At the top of the stair case stood an Inteleon man holding a glass of wine in one of his hands, casually sipping on it. He was dressed in nothing more than a simple velvet robe.

"Ah, welcome. Dreah I presume?" he asked, taking one last sip before placing his glass down.

"Yeah, that's me." she nodded. "Who are you, and...what exactly is this place?"

"I'm glad you asked." the Inteleon spoke eloquently as he descended down the stairs. "I go by many names, but I prefer to call myself the Collector. As you've noticed, there is plenty of outstanding and lavish arts in throughout my halls."

"They are really pretty, yeah." she nodded. "I'm Dreah, by the way. Nice to meet you, Collector."

"The pleasure is mine." he answered. "You see, it's become increasingly harder to complete my Collection. My goal in life is to have a complete collection of every other Pokemon out there. And it is something that is becoming increasingly harder to do. You see, there are some exceptionally rare Pokemon out there, and I need some extra assistance in order to obtain those and add them to my collection."

"Is that why you called me here?" Dreah questioned with a frown. "Because I don't know the first thing about that sort of thing."

"Do not fret about that." the Collector smiled, reaching the bottom of the staircase. "You do not need any knowledge about this to assist me. It is why I sent that invitation out to you, so you can help me in my goal."

"Well, I guess I can help in any way I can." Dreah gave a small smile. "What do you need me to do?"

"Just stand still dear, and it'll be all over soon enough." the Collector replied, holding up a finger and shooting a stream of water out of the tip, striking Dreah square in the chest. She stumbled back a bit, but her movement suddenly ceased when her whole body started to change.

Dreah's horns rapidly receded into her head, where they were smoothing out as if there were never horns there to begin with. Similarly, her hair started to leave her as well, leaving nothing but her skin behind. However, the skin would change drastically, turning into a light blue color with a bit of moisture forming onto it. Forming out from the top of her head, a kind of fin formed out with yellow on the inside of it with a blue outline to it. It had the biggest fin on the top with them getting progressively smaller down her neck. Dreah's eyelids turned yellow, with her face pushing outward into a small snout. Her nose became nothing but small nostrils at the end of it, her head now matching that of the Collector's own.

The changes continued down Dreah's body, with her skin continuously becoming blue like her head had. This pattern shifted when a white diamond formed at the center of her waist. Past that, Dreah's legs would turned a dark black color, with a bit of blue down the hips. Her arms were blue, but the hands turned black.

Dreah's limbs became much thinner, almost becoming half of their original mass. Her breasts rapidly shrank, smoothing down to leave a flat chest behind. Her curves followed in suit as her hips became less wide and the arch of her back filled out, any trace of her curvy figure vanished in the transformation.

Her hips became smaller, losing their volume. Dreah's rear became less pronounced as well, concluding the end of her shifting figure. Her tail became thicker at the base but thinner at the tip, the scales giving way for aquatic blue skin instead. Her womanhood shifted into manhood, her sex swapping. With that, Dreah was an Inteleon that looked just like the Collector.

However, it didn't end there. Her body suddenly started becoming flatter, with a blank white canvas suddenly appearing behind her. Dreah's body was continuously sucked into it, started to flattening into it.

As she did, Dreah's body was starting to drip onto the canvas as it was starting to liquefy. It was rapidly turning into paint that was drying onto the canvas, her body being put into an elegant pose, sitting on a large chair with her legs crossed. Some of the paint would form into an outfit, that being a red robe that matched the Collector's own. She had a smug smirk on her face and a glass of wine in the other. Behind her was a large collection of all kinds of Pokemon figurines, the collection of the Collector. After being sucked into the canvas and turned into paint, Dreah was nothing more than painting of the Inteleon who did this to her.

Now a mere object, Dreah fell down onto her back, luckily not the front of else the paint could of smudged. The Collector calmly walked over, picking up the new piece to his collection. "You should be honored, there can only be one portrait of the Collector in the collection, and you're the lucky person who gets to be it." he said, walking the painting over to his study, where he kept the vast collection of all the other people and Pokemon alike he had transformed. He hung the transformed Dreah over the mantle, stepping back to admire it.

"It's an honor I'm sure. A Collector can't be a part of his collection, but lucky for me I can make the next best thing. Welcome to the Collection, dear."