Forewarning: This is based off a roleplay. Some aspects may not make sense.
Chris had been relaxing, watching The Simpsons on his tv (or the pokemon equivalent of the Simpsons) when a news report came up. It was of an anthro Arceus turning people into busty pokemon anthros. "It's probably more of that fake news bullshit." He changed the channel and continued watching his late-night comedy, when he heard a knock at the door. He got up affer drinking the two-liter soda, and looked outside the window. Outside was an extremely curvy Glaceon anthro shaking her hips seductively, and he closed he blinds before opening the door a bit. "Sorry, but we don't accept Cosplayers here. Try again at E3." He then tried to close the door, but she wedged it open using her leg, and giggled. "Our goddess wants you to join us Chris." He sniggered a bit. "So I'm guessing it isnt fake news? And why exactly does she want me to join her? I only do things if theres some kind of incentive - like a higher social status or something." "Like, you can be with millions of sexy and busty girls human, enough to pleasure you for months." He made a mocking gesture of contemplation. "Hmmmm, let me think... No. Now, do you have any actual incentives of some kind before I go back to living my life like a normal person?" "Um, like what?" She didn't know what he meant - she was a bit dim-witted. "If you're going to control the masses, you can't do everything yourself. You're going to need at least a small army of politicians, officials, a police force, so on so on. Not to mention commanders for those respective agencies." "Um, ok, like, tell goddess that." He sighed. "Can't you do it yourself or do I have to handle it manually?" "Like, I'm a dummy." She responded sadly. Christopher got up. "Let me get in something warm." He got up, went upstairs, and put on his leather jacket. He then came back down, and went with her to see the goddess.