Return to Kanto Chapter One: Oak's Lab
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Return to Kanto
Chapter One
The summer breeze blew softly through Pallet Town as a full moon shined down upon the small grouping of buildings. Ash Ketchum, a twelve-year old Pokemon trainer had come back for a bit of rest after his journeys throughout the Kanto region, the Orange Islands, and most recently, Johto.
Like usual, the trainer had fallen asleep in his clothes, a habit he had picked up while traveling on the long roads away from home, and even a scolding from his mother was not going to dissuade him from changing into his pajamas. He lay half-covered in his bed, snoring softly as the moonlight gave his room an eerie bluish glow. His partner, Pikachu, was curled up into a little yellow ball of fur at the foot of his bed, just as oblivious as his human trainer.
A subtle shift in the wind, barely noticeable had picked up, as a dark shadow floated through the streets, and to the Ketchum house. Levitating himself through his psychic power, a light purple feline-like Pokemon had stared at the young boy through the window. Mewtwo had finally tracked down the miserable little boy, Ash Ketchum, and now he would have his vengance. A wave of his paw had unlocked the window, and Mewtwo had simply flown into Ash's room. He gently touched down on his powerful hindpaws, and reared himself up to his full height of more than six and a half feet.
Pikachu's ears twitched, but quickly the psychic Pokemon's eyes glowed a bright purple, and sent the little mouse into a deep slumber. Ash, however had sensed a strange presence and his eyes fluttered open to see the legendary Pokemon staring at him. <You make any noise louder than need be and I will not hesitate to rip your throat out boy.> Mewtwo said telepathically.
The skin on the back of Ash's neck began to crawl, and he said softly, "What are you doing here? I thought you went off to find a place to live."
<True, but during my journey, I had time to reflect on our encounter. I killed you, Ash Ketchum, and when you came back to life, there was a deep-seated anger inside of me, like something left undone.>
"So, you've come to kill me now?" Ash asked, his hand slowly reaching for the Pokeball that contained his Charizard. When Mewtwo shook his head, Ash grew even more confused. "Then what do you want?" It was incredibly unnerving to speak with a creature whose mouth didn't move, but Ash had little choice.
<I want to confront you again, but this time just you and me. If you have the spirit to truly be a Pokemon Master as I see in your heart, then you must prove it to me. Otherwise, I must destroy you.> Mewtwo said, raising one of his hands and conjuring a dark purple ball of energy.
"Hold on! Hold on! I'll battle you, just fine, let's go outside at least, and let me get my Pokemon..." Ash said, raising his hands up in defense. Ash got out of bed and made sure his belt was tightened against his waist. He looked around his dirty room for his sneakers, as Mewtwo continued speaking.
<I said nothing of a battle. I wish to confront you, for the title of Pokemon Master. If I am to bow to you as the superior, then you must show me that you can best me in my own field, and for that you require no Pokemon as allies. It will be accomplished by you and you alone.> Mewtwo had fired the ball of energy at Ash, but instead of pain or discomfort, Ash instead had experienced a feeling he couldn't quite place. It was similar to the feeling he got when his arm or leg had fallen asleep, but throughout his entire body. He then noticed that Mewtwo was growing larger... no wait, he was growing smaller!
Ash had looked up at Mewtwo and cried out "What have you done?!" However, the process had already started, with the Psychic-type watching silently. Ash had felt his hair recede back into his scalp, and then explode out from the rest of his body. His skin was quickly being covered in a short coat of fur, and it was hard enough to notice in the darkness without even thinking of the clothing that his new form was too small to utilize. A popping sound had cracked out and resonated in Ash's spine as he felt a broad tail spurting its way out of his body, and his head begun to itch where his ears were growing into points. His hands and feet were reshaping into paws, and there was a distinct tingle on his face where a pair of small, rosy sacs had developed.
Ash had then registered his senses had improved some. His night-vision seemingly better, with his hearing and smell sharpening too. Ash was able to catch a view of himself in the mirror, and he recoiled in shock as he saw a Pikachu staring back at him! Everything down to the bright yellow fur, dark brown stripes, and cute little nose had been the reflection Ash had seen. "What am I? What did you do?!?"
<I felt you would be most comfortable in this form for my challenge, and mark my words when I say that it stands. You must do what you aspiring Pokemon Masters do best: gather the eight badges of this land and climb Victory Road, take on the Elite Four and the current Master to earn the title of greatest Trainer. The rules are slightly different though. First, as collateral, your Pikachu will stay in the slumber it is in now, to make sure you will not simply grow content with your form. I also know if it is awake, it would do nothing but assist you in your trials to defeat me.> Ash made a move for his belt, but was tangled in the sleeves of his t-shirt and tripped, as a dark glow encircled the five balls that held the rest of his team. <I shall take these as well, since you are able to communicate with Pokemon just as you can speak with humans in your true form.>
Mewtwo continued as he lifted himself off the ground and made his way to the window, <You must interact with the actual Pokemon of the Gym Leaders you have defeated in the past, and will refer to them as your new Gym Leaders. You will adhere to their rules when satisfying their challenges, no matter what they may be: agility, intelligence, or any type of battle your new Gym Leaders may think of. Consider me the current Champion, and your final goal. You will not be able to engage me in my challenge until you have acquired eight badges and gotten past the Elite Four. Failure to meet this task will result in you never returning to your human form, and your collection of Pokemon to be destroyed.>
Mewtwo was just about to leave as Ash called him back, "Where do I start? I don't know anything about this body! This can't be fair!"
As Mewtwo left, his words echoed through Ash's mind, <Start at the Professor's Laboratory, just like you have, all that time ago. The Pokemon there will assist you in getting used to your new form, and you will need as much assistance as you can get, so I suggest you get going. Pewter City is the first Gym, I do believe, so when you are finished at the lab, head north.>
Ash tried calling out to Mewtwo again, but he was already gone, leaving the young Trainer alone. He got his first taste of a Pokemon's superior senses as he heard through the thin walls his mother's moaning and the constant, rhythmic slapping of a body against her. Ash was confused at first, until he heard the trilling call of "Mime, Mime, Mime, MimeMimeMIMEMIMEMR. MIIIIIME!!!!" answer his mother's pleasure filled cries. This had caused Ash to nearly retch as he could practically picture that damn Mr. Mime pumping into his own mother. He figured that was as good a cue as any to get going, and Ash, or rather Ashchu he thought of himself, had ran down the stairs and out the doggy door in the kitchen.
The night air was filled with all sorts of interesting smells and sounds, but Ashchu's mind was focused moreso on getting his old body back, getting this whole ordeal over with as soon as he could. He quickly realized that he had a rather astute sense of direction as he ran through the darkened town, making it to Oak's lab in a matter of minutes. He had realized s he tested his new body his physical abilities were improved as he hopped up into an open window. The clearance must have been at least three times his own height, and Ashchu could have spent hours simply losing himself to his instincts, and the physical properties of his new form, but there would be plenty of time for that if he had to journey all over the length and breadth of Kanto, again...
The lab at midnight was just as deserted as the streets of Pallet Town. The Professor sleeping somewhere upstairs, and alone while his aides had all gone home hours ago. Ashchu made his way down toward the basement, figuring if he had to learn how to be a Pokemon, it sure enough would have to come from a Pokemon. He realized after thinking over what had happened that no human would believe him even if he tried to explain, even if they COULD understand him.
Just like Ash remembered, there were three Pokeballs set up on a table for new trainers to choose from. Prof. Oak had been carefully selecting and breeding new batches of Bulbasaur, Charmander, and Squirtle for years now, and it was rather impressive he was able to keep up with the demand of those who were interested in programs. These even had the same etching of a leaf, flame, and water droplet that Ash had recalled emblazoned on the balls when he was trying to get his first Pokemon. Ash had tapped the release mechanism to all three balls, and despite the fact he was a Pikachu, could not resist saying, "Okay, come on out, Bulbasaur! Charmander! Squirtle!"
Three flashes of red light had formed into the starter Pokemon on the floor, and all looked up at Ash. "You released us? Who are you?" Bulbasaur had asked, she was the only female of the group, as near as Ash could tell. Funny though, since Ash was never able to tell males from females at a casual glance before with Pokemon, perhaps that was what Mewtwo was talking about with his new form...
"I need your help... I know this may sound weird, but I am actually a human." Ash began.
"We know that much," Charmander said, "you don't smell like a Pikachu at all."
"Okay, sorry. This is still a little new for me. I need to be able to protect myself when I'm traveling, so if you can help me in any way, it would be appreciated."
Squirtle crossed his arms and replied, "Protecting yourself is instinctual. Look within yourself and you will know how to use your attacks. Try it now, use Growl."
That seemed easy enough, Ashchu reasoned. He gathered his voice and let out a low growl, "Piiiii.." He grinned after he had accomplished this first task, "That wasn't so bad.."
"Great. Now try a Thundershock. Aim it towards me, since it will hurt me the least." Bulbasaur said. This one was a little trickier, as Ashchu had to think about how to summon his electrical attacks. Focusing on his instincts, he had begun to feel a slight tingle on his face, and began honing in on that sensation. Soon there was a few spidery jolts of electric dancing on his face, before it was long enough to connect with the Grass-type. She winced in pain a little as the lightning struck her, but it did not seem to bother her that much. In fact, Bulbasaur was grinning at that point, almost as if she enjoyed the shock.
Little did Ashchu know, the three starters had encircled him in his teachings of these attacks. Charmander had said from behind him, "Now I know you can do a Tail Whip, it shouldn't be too hard for you."
Ashchu knew this was the last of the three basic moves a Pikachu could learn early on, and it was even easier to do than Growl. Dropping down to all fours, he raised his broad yellow tail and began shaking it back and forth, "Like this? I never knew how this was an effective move..."
Charmander responded, "Keep going then, you will see." As Ashchu continued waving his tail to the Charmander, the salamander Pokemon had padded closer to Pikachu, murring softly as he felt a stirring in his loins. "Oh yeah, that's it right there. You don't know how fast my defenses are crumbling from this attack. Such a beautiful display of a Tail Whip, you could enter a Coordination Contest and take every last ribbon they have."
Ashchu was still thinking this was plainly a training session until he felt Charmander's claws dig into his hindquarters. Immediately Ash froze and asked in a tense voice, "Wh- what are you doing?"
"You don't think that us Pokemon just live to battle do you? There is more to life than that, and besides, spending the majority of your time in a tiny capsule is not the best treatment for blue balls, so its just natural that you will help us out." Charmander wasted little time in rubbing himself against Ashchu's body, his scaly hips grinding against those furry asscheeks had quite the warming sensation. Squirtle had stepped forward to hold Ashchu down, but he saw that the Water Pokemon was just as interested in his front side as Charmander was in his backside.
"Just remember, there are three of us, and if you try anything we don't like, you won't make it out of this basement, let alone out of this form. So let's see if I can teach you the Lick attack too..." Squirtle said in a rather domineering tone, grabbing onto Ashchu's pointed ears and forcing the mouse into his crotch. While this was going on, Charmander was pushing his now rock hard member into Ash's rear entrance, and he began muttering and begging for it to stop, but when he felt the thick reptile dick shove itself inside of him, he screamed out in pain so loud he prayed for Professor Oak to hear him. He was silenced just as quickly by Squirtle's rapidly hardening cock, and Ash's first sexual experience was not only as a Pikachu, but between two other males as well!
With Charmander's tail flame to light the room, Ashchu had seen Squirtle's cock in great detail as it slid into his muzzle. Both males had bottomed out inside of Ashchu within a matter of seconds, with Bulbasaur patiently watching on the sidelines, maliciously grinning as she saw the little Electric-type get stuffed. While Charmander had given long and powerful thrusts, Squirtle had jabbed his cock down Ash's throat with rapid, shallow movements. The sounds of three pairs of balls slapping against flesh was quickly filling the room, and even the sensation of Charmander's sac banging against Ash's was painful to him. Tears began running down Ashchu's cheeks as he felt the immense amount of pain spearing through him, only to have it worsened by the two male's conversing with one another. "Damn Squirtle, you are missing out big time at this nice ass!" Charmander happily cried.
With the wet sounds of his pre-soaked member sliding in and out of Ash's maw, Squirtle moaned back, "Naw, this tongue is just as fine for me... I wouldn't have thought he would have this much talent!" In all reality, Ashchu was just trying to ask them both to stop, but his mouth being so full of cock only had let muffled moans escape. The rhythmic wet noises of Ash's tailhole and maw being penetrated had filled his sensitive ears, which Squirtle didn't want to let go of for the life of him, and Charmander's claws digging into Ashchu's fur had made him think he would have bald patches on his first day of being a Pokemon from the rough treatment he was getting. Ash's mind had thought of many things like this as time went on, the two starters seeming to just get even harder than before, before he felt the two males spitroasting him begin to tense up.
Charmander was first, as Ashchu's squeezing tail would not stop trying to force out that tapered intrusion, so the reptile's tail flame had suddenly grown in brightness as he begun panting, "Oh... you sexy little slut, are you ready for your first load as one of us?" It was a rhetorical question, as he simply hilted inside of the Pikachu and came with a vengance. Charmander squealed out in joy as he threw his head back, cumming like a fountain. Thick, creamy spurts of slimy seed had poured into Ashchu's ass, just to leak straight back out as the Fire-type pulled himself out.
Squirtle was not far behind, and his cock had been quite busy poking at the entrance to Ashchu's throat with every thrust. Ash had to find it amazing that Pokemon this small had dicks so large, compared to their bodies, yet at the same time, when he was little more than a foot tall, a two inch cock was a monster, and taking two of them was practically unheard of. In reality the Poke-penises may have been quite small to his own human standard, but now he thought he was going to drown in the pre fluids Squirtle had constantly shot down his throat. This was nothing to his orgasm, however, and Ashchu had felt a watery surge of the turtle's semen flood his mouth as he moaned out, "Drink it all, you bitch! I have quite the load for you tonight, and I want you to remember me even when you are halfway across Kanto!" There was not much of a taste to Squirtle's cum, slightly salty if that, but the volume is what made Ash gag. It seemed like it would go on forever as Ashchu swallowed mouthful after mouthful of the hot liquid, but after what seemed like an eternity, Squirtle had pulled out of Ashchu's mouth and splattered the last few slimy tendrils of cum into his yellow fur.
Looking up at the clock, Ash had realized they had been there for a good half an hour, and the time just seemed to fly by after the two of them had started their rhythm of pushing Ash back and forth onto each other's cocks. Charmander was thankfully spent, and laying down, panting heavily as he basked in his afterglow, and Squirtle was busy cleaning his pulsing member with Ash's fur. "So, is that all you had to teach me? If you can call it that... I can't believe I was raped by Pokemon..."
"Please," Squirtle commented, "you were barely handled roughly, first of all. You had to have some way of paying us back how to keep your pitiful ass alive now, did you? And lastly, remember there are quite a lot of Pokemon out there that are sick of doing nothing but battling. We are just giving you a taste of whats to come to you in the future. But who knows, maybe you will get lucky and those other Pokemon are well taken care of, and they will treat you with respect. Oh, and one more thing," Squirtle opened up Ashchu's maw once more and held the tip of his cock against the mouse's tongue, "I'm gonna show you my special 'Water' Gun before you get to leave, its been a while since I had a chance to relieve myself inside of another, so enjoy it." Squirtle's strong hand was able to easily keep the exhausted Ashchu where he was, and he regretted not fighting back in the slightest after he had felt a hot splash of urine on his tongue. More and more firsts were being shown and done to Ash, and he was really starting to lose his mind with how horny these Pokemon were. Knowing full well if he didn't at least try to drink down Squirtle's piss he would get in trouble, he made a show to seal his black lips around the bright red cock in front of him and let his cheeks fill with warm golden fluid before swallowing it down. By the time Squirtle was done, Ash was actually getting used to the taste, and no longer was gagging on the fresh marking he was being forced to drink. This was the last thing Squirtle did before letting Ashchu go.
Seeing he was now free from the males, Ash had gotten to his feet and began walking away, "Well, thanks for the techniques you showed me, and I hope in all honesty I never have to do that again." He felt a sudden tug on his legs, and looked down. Wrapped around either leg was a thick green vine, leading straight back to the Bulbasaur.
She had a lust-driven look on her face that seemed more aroused than the other two were combined, and the only female between them had said, "I know you won't be forgetting me... I know you were waiting just for this opportunity, right?" She easily lifted Ashchu off the ground and held him aloft with her vines. Bulbasaur unwrapped one from Ash's leg, and brought him to hover upside-down by his other leg right behind her.
The view Ashchu was getting was rather interesting, to say the least. The Bulbasaur's slit was poised centimeters away from Ash's sensitive nose, and even with only Charmander's tailflame to light the scene, he could see the glistening beads of dew coming from her pussy entrance. Charmander and Squirtle were just as content to lay back and watch the show as Ashchu's face was pressed into Bulbasaur's entrance after she got impatient. "Come on now, while I'm still a starter! If you do a good job, perhaps I might reward you..." her prehensile vines stroked the lower half of Ashchu's body, sliding against his yellow fur as he felt a wave of pleasure buckle through him when she caressed his aching member. Little did he even notice but the Pika-cock was rock hard after the treatment he had gotten from the two males. "If you upset me though," she continued, "I might just have to whip you into shape!" A light thwack against Ash's ass had stirred him into action. He didn't know where she was going to use those vines, but he knew from experience that his own Bulbasaur could Vine Whip hard enough to split wood and dent steel.
Ashchu's tongue peeked out from his mouth and was immediately assaulted with a frenzy of rich flavor. The thick beads of fluid glistening on Bulbasaur's form had many reminiscent qualities of honey. It was thick and sweet, with an intoxicating scent to go along with it as well. Ashchu's flicking tongue had caused Bulbasaur to moan in pure lust, pushing the little mouse Pokemon closer to her entrance, so that his face was practically buried against her wet folds. Soon Ash could feel his fur getting wet and sticky, but even he didn't care at this point. Whether it was the smell, or the taste, or what else he did not know. All he could make out was that he was enjoying this immensely, and it could be seen through the bright red patch of flesh between his legs.
"Hey look," Squirtle said, with Charmander between his legs, nursing him like it was the only source of water in a desert, "I think he likes what you're giving him, Bulba." Ash was able to sneak a glance away from the rosy petals and see out of the corner of his eye Bulbasaur slowly caressing his fuzzy sheath and ballsack. He enjoyed the pleasant sensation, and was spurred on even further to do his best to make the Grass-type climax as he drilled his tongue inside of her.
"If he likes that," Bulbasaur moaned, "I'm sure he will get a kick out of this!" Her lusts had reached a peak, and her pussy was quivering with pleasure at this point. Bulbasaur couldn't last much longer, but she was still able to give Ashchu one more new experience. With little warning whatsoever, she plunged her tentacle-like vine deep into Ashchu's tailhole, spreading his anus out nice and wide. The little Pikachu's eyes went wide as Ash felt a searing pressure from the vine, thinking it would have been more painful, but the cum deposited in him from earlier had certainly helped things. "I'll make you cum before I do, I can guarantee it... but I better hurry, since I'm so close. Ooooh, little Pikachu you have one of the best tongues I've ever felt! Boy, you have a talent for this..."
The vine continued to slither deep inside of Ashchu, and all of a sudden there was an explosion of pleasure that rocked him to his very core. His moans and cries of pleasure were muffled by Bulbasaur's rippling walls, and yet even the mere sound had caused her to tense up. The two Pokemon were getting closer and closer to their peaks, and Bulbasaur was barely able to speak with the ecstasy she was experiencing. "Vines like mine...come in handy when you want to get to someone's prostate, eh?" she panted.
Ashchu was simply blown away, as the fierce rubbing of his insides had literally milked his cock to orgasm, he felt his body go rigid before a hot spurt of cum had erupted from his cock. Being upside-down and held aloft against his will, the creamy liquid had splattered against Bulba's backside, and within seconds of feeling the hot cream wetly smack against her rear, she too let out an orgasmic cry of bliss. Ash was rewarded for his efforts with a veritable flood of pussy juices as her entrance had begun rapidly contracting around his tongue. The two Pokemon had climaxed together for a few moments, being watched by the other two starters silently as they enjoyed the show.
When it was all said and done not one of the four Pokemon had been clean. Fluids had been launched from everyone's body in some shape or form, and with three dripping cocks, one drooling pussy, and a whole torrent of sticky beads of glistening sexual fluid, everyone seemed in need of a cleaning. A fter wiping his mouth with the back of his paw, Charmander piped up, "Well kid, it looks like you are ready. You can use your attacks just fine, and being a Pokemon should not be too difficult for you. Use your head, and you will be human in no time."
"Oh, and thanks for the show, always fun too seeing and having a new Pokemon join us," Squirtle added.
Ashchu gave his own thanks as he left Oak's lab, looking out the window and seeing that dawn was breaking over Pallet Town. His first sexual experience as a Pikachu did not seem all bad, and there were moments that he honestly enjoyed. He reflected on the session the three starters had with him, and wondered if it was his own personality or the instincts of a Pokemon that had made the sex so appealing.
He simply shrugged it off, knowing there were bigger things to worry about as Ashchu left Pallet Town, heading north for Route 1. "Travel Kanto again, huh?" Ash muttered to himself, "well, look out Mewtwo, because I am going to come get you no matter what. I'll beat you down and prove to you that I can battle better than anyone else, because I AM A POKEMON MASTER!!!"
To be continued.