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(I think this Gardevoir holowear is beautiful. I’ll make an announcement soon about the future.)

After seeing other Pokémon with cool looking holowear sets, a Duraludon tries on many holowear, but after trying on holowear after holowear, he was still unsatisfied. Just when he was about to give up, he feels a sudden heaviness in his body. Before checking on the weird feeling, he goes to turn off the holowear currently on him. While doing so, he notices strange bumps in his hands. Before he could look into it, he gets grabbed by a strange blue line. He tries to make it let go, but soon realizes he cannot move his body. Because of this, he is forced to watch as the blue strings puncture his arm. His arm starts to then glow as the blue lines wiggle about. To his surprise, it did not hurt in the slightest. His arm and hand felt smaller to him, despite the arm looking the same as it always had. He looks on in a bit of confusion. He hears a scraping noise, and then he sees as the blue lines start pulling out a slender hand through his original hand. His original arm starts to crack the more it gets pulled. After a struggle, the original arm shatters into many small pieces. The metal hand clunks on the floor and falls into the ground, as it turned into snow below. The lines look on in satisfaction with his new arm and hand.

He was about to call for help, but it sounded muffled and a way higher pitch than he thought it would be. His other arm also follows suit. His once metal arms were now a pair of slim green arms with three digits. He also had on gloves that had a frilly pattern to them, a blue gemstone and a dewdrop opening at the end. He was now able to move his arms, but the rest of his body was still frozen. He tests his new fingers by closing them in and out.

The lines wrap around his torso, but all he could do was watch. The creaking noise fills his ears again as a line rises up. In one swift motion, a big hole is slashed through his torso. He was scared what would happen next, seeing the hole in his body. Multiple lines fire into the open metal, shaking about like before and glowing. The weird feeling could now be felt around his stomach. Though weird as it was, it was also really soft. It was like he had a body underneath the metal he had been hiding. The lines start to pull, which made him curious. He didn’t notice, but his eyes had a slight crack on them now. After a few moments, the blue strings pull out some white fabric, with a green inside.

The lines kept pulling on the strands. The fabric kept getting bigger and bigger as it was pulled out of it's shell. Around the same time, he feels his legs had gotten softer as well. Out from under his original feet, two slender white legs stomp themselves out of the metal. With these new changes, the bottom half of his body broke off completely, and also turned into snow on the ground. He was surprised to see that a ballroom gown draped down his new legs until it hit the floor. He felt the dress was very familiar, but he had another layer on that made it hard to tell. He had a blue frilly petticoat over the gown. It rivaled the beauty of that of the night sky with it's star like glitter and white and blue patterns. Over the blue layer there was a white layer with a snowflake chain that went all the way around his back.

The blue lines went under his chestplate and shook again. His chest suddenly feels sensitive as the lines did their work. He now felt the softness of the fabric on his chest. His chest then started to put out on itself. He put his hands on his chest in a struggle to keep whatever was happening at bay. Despite this, the pushing didn't stop. The creaking then followed as his chest cracked slowly. All at once, his chest does one final push. The result was a red fin on his chest now, shining in all of it's glory. He poked it, but felt a sudden intensity from it, so he stopped himself and blushes. The lines don't waste any time on him and grab onto the rest of his chest and his already cracking face.

She was no longer a Duraludon that was for sure. The beautiful ballroom gown and the red chest spike was all the indication she needed, she was changing into a Gardevoir, a female one to be certain. She thought she would've been angry, but it was quite the opposite actually. She would get to wear something nice and fight at the same time. This new outfit felt much more comfortable on her anyway. She felt pretty, and that satisfied her. Resigning to her fate, she lets the lines finish without resistance. The lines rip into the helmet and chestplate, and in one swift motion, they both get torn off, immediately turning into snow and falling to the floor. She opened her new big, scarlet eyes with wonder. She now had green hair, whose bangs went and curled over her arms. On the side of her face there were frills, and she only realized now she had a neck.

A mirror of ice suddenly grows in front of her. Her eyes sparkle as she is amazed by what has become of her. She had not only turned into a Gardevoir, but a Princess. Examining her new form and clothes, she smiled. To finish off the changes, a tiara with white beads rests itself upon her head. She looks at the mirror and does a few poses. Once she is contempt, she goes to seek her friends so they may enjoy the winter together.

Description
(I think this Gardevoir holowear is beautiful. I’ll make an announcement soon about the future.)

After seeing other Pokémon with cool looking holowear sets, a Duraludon tries on many holowear, but after trying on holowear after holowear, he was still unsatisfied. Just when he was about to give up, he feels a sudden heaviness in his body. Before checking on the weird feeling, he goes to turn off the holowear currently on him. While doing so, he notices strange bumps in his hands. Before he could look into it, he gets grabbed by a strange blue line. He tries to make it let go, but soon realizes he cannot move his body. Because of this, he is forced to watch as the blue strings puncture his arm. His arm starts to then glow as the blue lines wiggle about. To his surprise, it did not hurt in the slightest. His arm and hand felt smaller to him, despite the arm looking the same as it always had. He looks on in a bit of confusion. He hears a scraping noise, and then he sees as the blue lines start pulling out a slender hand through his original hand. His original arm starts to crack the more it gets pulled. After a struggle, the original arm shatters into many small pieces. The metal hand clunks on the floor and falls into the ground, as it turned into snow below. The lines look on in satisfaction with his new arm and hand.

He was about to call for help, but it sounded muffled and a way higher pitch than he thought it would be. His other arm also follows suit. His once metal arms were now a pair of slim green arms with three digits. He also had on gloves that had a frilly pattern to them, a blue gemstone and a dewdrop opening at the end. He was now able to move his arms, but the rest of his body was still frozen. He tests his new fingers by closing them in and out.

The lines wrap around his torso, but all he could do was watch. The creaking noise fills his ears again as a line rises up. In one swift motion, a big hole is slashed through his torso. He was scared what would happen next, seeing the hole in his body. Multiple lines fire into the open metal, shaking about like before and glowing. The weird feeling could now be felt around his stomach. Though weird as it was, it was also really soft. It was like he had a body underneath the metal he had been hiding. The lines start to pull, which made him curious. He didn’t notice, but his eyes had a slight crack on them now. After a few moments, the blue strings pull out some white fabric, with a green inside.

The lines kept pulling on the strands. The fabric kept getting bigger and bigger as it was pulled out of it's shell. Around the same time, he feels his legs had gotten softer as well. Out from under his original feet, two slender white legs stomp themselves out of the metal. With these new changes, the bottom half of his body broke off completely, and also turned into snow on the ground. He was surprised to see that a ballroom gown draped down his new legs until it hit the floor. He felt the dress was very familiar, but he had another layer on that made it hard to tell. He had a blue frilly petticoat over the gown. It rivaled the beauty of that of the night sky with it's star like glitter and white and blue patterns. Over the blue layer there was a white layer with a snowflake chain that went all the way around his back.

The blue lines went under his chestplate and shook again. His chest suddenly feels sensitive as the lines did their work. He now felt the softness of the fabric on his chest. His chest then started to put out on itself. He put his hands on his chest in a struggle to keep whatever was happening at bay. Despite this, the pushing didn't stop. The creaking then followed as his chest cracked slowly. All at once, his chest does one final push. The result was a red fin on his chest now, shining in all of it's glory. He poked it, but felt a sudden intensity from it, so he stopped himself and blushes. The lines don't waste any time on him and grab onto the rest of his chest and his already cracking face.

She was no longer a Duraludon that was for sure. The beautiful ballroom gown and the red chest spike was all the indication she needed, she was changing into a Gardevoir, a female one to be certain. She thought she would've been angry, but it was quite the opposite actually. She would get to wear something nice and fight at the same time. This new outfit felt much more comfortable on her anyway. She felt pretty, and that satisfied her. Resigning to her fate, she lets the lines finish without resistance. The lines rip into the helmet and chestplate, and in one swift motion, they both get torn off, immediately turning into snow and falling to the floor. She opened her new big, scarlet eyes with wonder. She now had green hair, whose bangs went and curled over her arms. On the side of her face there were frills, and she only realized now she had a neck.

A mirror of ice suddenly grows in front of her. Her eyes sparkle as she is amazed by what has become of her. She had not only turned into a Gardevoir, but a Princess. Examining her new form and clothes, she smiled. To finish off the changes, a tiara with white beads rests itself upon her head. She looks at the mirror and does a few poses. Once she is contempt, she goes to seek her friends so they may enjoy the winter together.