The shots are met with a brave face and no complaints. He settles in once they've been given, feeling warm, acutely aware of every sensation against his body now. Ilima bites his lower lip at the wet feeling he's getting, which is strange, but only leaves him aroused, helped by what's been put into his system. He breathes out shakily, steadying himself as he listens to He Ming.

Nodding, he keeps his focus, mentally preparing for what's going to happen. He's going to breed with a Pokemon - him. Humans used to marry Pokemon, that much he knew from history, but interspecies breeding... He swallows. There's no backing out now. He gets on his hands and knees once he's lowered enough to do so, feeling the Growlithe's snout pressing up against his ass.

Something he doesn't notice that's changed in him is a very small, but noticeable, change in his hips. There's a noticeable curve to them, unlike how they looked previously. Ilima presses back a tad, wetness only increasing as he's made slick, his cock hardening.