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So, you want to know how I was, for lack of a better word, created.

Before I get into the proper story I think I need to preface some things. I had always wanted a Pokémon. Always. However, my tenth birthday came and went, but no Pokémon for me. All my friends had ran off to the lab to be granted they're first Pokémon by the professor, but I was left alone. Professor Beech even came to my house worried I had somehow forgotten what my tenth birthday meant, but he was swiftly shown the door.

My father had always hated Pokémon. Some bad childhood experience, I think. He never talked about it. It was him who would 'never let me have a Pokémon whilst I lived under his roof', as he screamed at me during our many arguments on the subject. I can see now that he honestly did fear for my safety, but that didn't help a depressed lonely teenager. Anyway, he prevented me getting my first Pokémon so I hated him for it. I lost most of my friends too during my teenage years. Jealousy quickly turned into anger and hate driving them away from me.

I was your average looking teenager although quite short for my age. "You can blame your bad attitude for that" my mother always said. I had a slender build with a little definition on my stomach. The only hair on my body was my mop of dirty blonde mess on my head and a small mound of light pubes shadowing my modest 6 inch length.

I spent the years after my disastrous tenth birthday alone, angry and depressed. But this all changed when my father finally relented and for my sixteenth birthday I was allowed one Pokémon. This changed my life forever and led to the new me being created.

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"Really", I screamed excitedly.

"Yes", my father said reluctantly, "Your mother and I talked about it and she managed to convince me that you are now old enough for a Pokémon".

"Thanks Dad"

"Well", he continued, "considering you've been a bit lonely and down these past few years your mother thought it might do you good to have one. Also, I now feel you are sensible enough to be trusted out in the world".

Had it really been that obvious, I thought to myself. I had been lonely but I had always thought I had managed to cover it up in front of my parents. Of course none of that mattered anymore. I was finally being allowed a Pokémon of my very own. The excitement bubbled up inside me. I jumped off my bed ran over and hugged my father. He was almost taken aback by the move but he patted me on the back saying "Go on now then. Professor Beech has been informed of my decision and has a Pokémon ready for you at his lab. Go get..." he paused "...it" he said almost disdainfully, not completely ok with the arrangement then, "and come back here. Your mother and I will prepare your birthday lunch".

I didn't need any more encouragement and ran into the kitchen. I stopped briefly to thank my mum, who was trying surreptitiously to cover the oven window, gave her a kiss and bolted out the door.

It was only a short distance to the lab. A couple of streets away. I sprinted the entire distance.

Arriving, short of breath with my face brimming bright red, I knocked. The door opened immediately. "Ahh, you're here at last. Some 6 years too late I would say", he muttered to himself, "but it was your father's right to decide as he did. Anyway, come in. Come in." Professor Beech gestured for me to follow him in.

The lab was as I had always imagined it. Desks and computers lined the walls, filled with aides busy with work. Through the occasional door I could see science labs, all labelled with their respective fields; evolution, nutrition, reproduction. Some very odd sounds were coming out of that last door. The doctor turned back followed my eyes, saw the flush begin across my face and chuckled lightly to himself. I was lead to the back of the building, through a door labelled storage, and stood before a long table facing a robotic claw and a wall covered with pokéballs.

"The Pokémon I have in mind for you is actually the one I'd meant for you all those years ago when I came to your house and was turned away. Well it is timed to right that. He has been quite lonely these years seeing other Pokémon taken by trainers but never chosen himself." Beech typed some numbers into the computer connected to the robotic arm. The back wall started to move bringing out rank after rank of pokéballs on some great conveyor system. Eventually, the correct set was found and the arm moved to select a ball. It placed into a dispenser in the wall. The ball rolled down a chute landing just in front of me. My Pokémon had arrived.

I reached out tentatively. Excitement boiling inside. Finally, I thought to myself. Just as I was about to reach it the professor snatched the ball away. My heart dropped. "Sorry," he said, "I have to go through the spiel. I know you will do well, but humour me." He paused readying his formal tone. "This Pokémon is a responsibility. Not a plaything or an errand boy. He is a living creature just the same as us. You must respect him, care for him, and love him." A smile spread across his face. "Happy Birthday" he said and opened the pokéball.

"Char", my new charmander said in greeting.

"Hi", I said sheepishly.

Charmander was taller than the usual starter chamander's due his older age, about 3 feet tall. His eyes gleamed brightly, he too, excited to finally be paired. I was quite short for my age only 5 feet tall. So when I knelt down in front of Charmander there was not much difference in our heights. I embraced him in a desperate hug. Charmander stiffened briefly, before returning my hug. At long last we had both found a partner. A way to start an adventure. Our excitement boiled over and we both giggled friendly.

Releasing charmander I thanked the professor again and left the lab for home. Not wanting to hide my new Pokémon I let Charmander walk with me. Many old friends I thought lost forever congratulated me on the walk home.

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I arrived back home, charmander in tow, to be greeted by a spectacular lunch featuring all my favorite foods. Even some pokéfood had been bought.

"Oh God!" my dad exclaimed on seeing Charmander, "you had to get a fire type. Are you trying to put yourself in more danger?"

"Char" Charmander said softly. A downtrodden look on his face.

"Shut up!" I replied angrily. "You said I could get a Pokémon and I'm glad I got Charmander. Surly a fire Pokémon will be able to protect me better out there" I gestured out the door to the world awaiting exploration. Charmander seemed to perk up hearing my defense.

Dad started to grumble a response but my mother interrupted. "Both of you stop. You did say he could get a pokémon," pointing at my father, "and it's your birthday," now pointing at me "so let's all sit down and have a nice meal together. Besides I think Charmander's rather cute." Mum walked over and patted Charmander lightly on the head. "I've made a place up for you too Charmander so come and sit down." She led Charmander to a place at the table. He hopped up, making sure his flaming tail didn't hit anything. A wide grin now present on his face and waited for us all to sit.

We all enjoyed our meal together. We chatted about what my plan was to start my adventure, what I would need to pack, and how exciting it would all be. Charmander joined in the conversation, as best he could, showing his own excitement matched my own. The meal finished with the cake my mother was baking earlier. Charmander lit the candles with a short burst of flame. Me and mum giggled, my father gasped.

After the meal Charmander and I set to packing my bag for the journey ahead.

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It had been decided on the night of my birthday that I should head off on my adventure as soon as possible. So once everything was packed and readied it came to the day I was going to leave. Assuming it would be a while before I was staying in a house again there was one last thing I wanted to do: take a bath.

I ran my bath and filled it with bubbles, of course, and relaxed. Charmander was with me in the room and we got to discussing our plans for tomorrow, the start of our adventure together. The bath relaxed me thoroughly. The warmth seeped through my body readying me for everything ahead.

Once finished, I stepped out of the bath. Water dripped from my slim frame. I wasn't a muscular person, but my body had a smooth athletic look. The water ran along my flat stomach dripping off my flaccid cock. I turned to find charmander staring at me and his tail flame seemed larger than usual. He saw me looking at him and glanced away. His flame slowly returned to normal size. I felt sure he was blushing although I couldn't see any reaction on his face.

I had known I was gay for many years by that point, but I had never even thought that Pokémon may also have a sexual preference. The attention charmander gave me, even for such a brief time, excited me and sent a shiver through my body. Never before that day had I thought of a Pokémon in a sexual way, but after the years of loneliness having something, anything, see me that way was exciting.

Deciding to tease charmander a bit, I grabbed a towel and dried myself off deciding to put on a performance.

I started by pushing out my chest and cock towards charmander with the pretence of drying my back. This got Charmander's attention. He was trying not to look at me, but I could feel his eyes examining my body.

Next I turned and ran the towel across my ass. My legs spread wide to guarantee Charmander could see my balls and steadily hardening cock between them. The heat of the room increased. Sweat starting to leak onto my skin, undoing the effect of the bath, but adding a glistening sheen across my body. Putting each leg up on the bath in turn I dried them. My balls visible again, swinging, as I dried.

I looked back at Charmander and grinned to myself. My plan had worked well. Charmander was now lightly panting, his tail a blaze, and a musky smell started to fill the room.

I think the musk must have started to affect my mind as a sudden desperate urge for Charmander overcame me. My thoughts clouded. My cock fully hardened, suddenly. I could hardly contain my desires. Charmander walked over and ran his rough tongue up my balls and shaft. A pleasure filled, shocked shudder ran through my body, followed by a quiet moan. I couldn't believe Charmander had just licked my cock, it felt so good.

"Char", Charmander said cheerfully pleased with the response. He repeated the move. My cock shuddered again. Pre started to leak from my now painfully erect cock, standing my modest 6 inches up against my stomach. Charmander lapped at the pre, smiling at the flavour.

Suddenly coming to my senses I looked down to see charmander reach up and engulf the head of my cock into his warm soft muzzle. He ran his tongue across the slit of my cock causing me to moan out in pleasure almost collapsing to the floor.

My dad shouted "are you not done in there yet". fear coursed through my body, causing me to gather my thoughts. We had to move, I thought. My bedroom was at the furthest end of the house. Far away from the living room. Also, it seemed the obvious place to do these activities.

I pulled charmander reluctantly off the end of my cock. Leaning down in front of him I gave him a light peak on the end of his muzzle and whispered, "bedroom". A wide lewd grin spread across his face.

Not bothering with clothes I poked my head out of the door. The coast was clear. I ran down the hall to my room my cock bouncing in the air. Charmander followed.

Now in my room, I lay down on my bed. Charmander leaped up, stood between my legs, and looked into my eyes. I could see the deep desire in his pale eyes, matching the want I was sure was in mine. Without breaking eye contact he leaned down and took my entire cock into his muzzle, tongue lapping at the head. A long moan escaped my lips. I turned and buried my head into the pillow to quieten my excitement.

Charmander started pulling slowly off my cock sucking harder as he went.This was the best experience of my life. I bucked my hips up desperate for him to take my length again. He kept only the very tip in his mouth. I begged him to continue, moaning loudly into the pillow as he continued to run his tongue over my cock slit. Still he did not move. I gave up waiting and pushed my cock into his muzzle. Arching my back, I pushed right to the back of his throat burying the end of his muzzle in my small pubes. A moan ran through charmander, vibrating my cock, showing this was what he wanted.

I had never had any sort of sexual encounter before so I knew I would not last long. Charmander seemed determined to drag out our sex. I was not complaining. He continued to pull back his mouth till only the tip remained waiting for me to thrust back in. Every time I gave in. He pulled off one last time, now lying flat on his back me straddling him. Sweat was pouring of my body from the increasing heat of the room. I could feel the usual tingling sensation running across my groin. I was close. I thrust my cock down into his mouth, my body flat against the bed. If I was thinking I may have wondered how he was breathing, but I was not. Instead pressure built up in my balls, I grasped the bed sheets with my hands, pushed as deep as I could into Charmander's muzzle and came. Hard.

Charmander happily drank down my cum. A small amount leaked around my cock, still deep in his muzzle.

We lay there for a length of time, I have no idea how long, enjoying our sexual, euphoric highs. My softening cock slipped out of his mouth and I looked down to see a content grin across his face. We lay panting for a while coated in a sheen of sweat trying to recover our strength. A pleasant ache still ran down my legs. After a blissful few minutes I pulled myself off, looking at Charmander. His tail was now burning so bright it lit up the dark room. I knew I needed to return the favour.

Charmander sat up on my bed his tail hanging off into the air. He was still grinning. I leaned forwards kissing him briefly, tasting a salty taste I knew to be myself, and lowered my head down to his crotch.

I was surprised to find a slit in his body instead of a cock and balls. The professor had called Charmander a boy. Could he have gotten it wrong?

None the less, I ran my tongue along the slit not pushing in just yet. It tasted slightly salty and warm against my tongue. I could hear Charmander's breathing pick up. I ran my tongue along the slit again, this time finding a small nib at the top.

I pulled back briefly to see what it was. As I looked a long tapered shaft slowly pushed out of the slit, pulsing in the air. Shockingly, it was about the same length as mine.

I leaned back in and sucked the tip of the cock, I was now certain that's what it was, into my mouth. This got a slow relaxed char from above. Steadily swirling my tongue around the smooth flesh I sucked more into my mouth. Without a muzzle to help I couldn't fit all 6 inches into my mouth. Keeping up my tongues movements, I pulled back withdrawing the cock from my mouth. The heat coming of the rod was immense. Sweat started to run of my face and my tongue was going fuzzy from the heat. Still I wanted more. I dove back onto the cock, Charmander pushing me on, taking more this time his tip rubbed against the back of my throat. It seemed I had no gag reflex. My cock, not wanting to be left out, was hardening again. I could feel Charmander building to a climax and hear him quietly panting and whispering "char" above me.

Although I loved the taste and feel of Charmander's cock in my mouth I knew I wanted more before we were finished.

I pulled back off Charmander and got a woeful look as I sat back on the bed. I was now fully hard again, throbbing between my legs. I lay on down my back showing my smooth pucker to charmander. "I want you" I whispered.

Charmander scrambled to his feet and almost ran across the bed to me. An excited grin on his face. He leaned down and breathed onto my clenched ass. The heat of his breath infused into my muscles relaxing them. How does he know all this?, I thought to myself. My ass unclench opening for a second. It was all Charmander needed. He darted his tongue towards my open ass. It slipped in. A moan escaped my mouth and I had to quickly reclaim my pillow.

Charmander pushed his tongue into my ass as deep as he could. He swirled his tongue around, opening me up. Bolts of bliss shot through my body. With laboured breath I moaned into my pillow. Better was still yet to come.

Satisfied with what he had done Charmander reclaimed his tongue. He stood and positioned himself. His cock was damp with pre-cum, my saliva, and his natural lube. Still, getting the tip in my virgin ass required a hard push. I yelped in pain as he took my ass. The heat of his cock was still intense, but as with his breath the heat relaxed my body.

"Char", he murmured. Pausing, he held still. This gave me a chance to get used to the pain. As it diminished pleasure started to spread through my body.

Charmander started to push again. The pain returned, but was overpowered when Charmander's tip pressed deep inside me. I had to use the pillow again to stifle my moan. We quickly reached a limit to how much cock I could take. He steadily pulled out. Steam now seemed to be rising from his body, sweating I'd guess, and a sheen was once again over me, rivulets of sweat running across my heaving chest.

He thrust back hard into my body. I could feel him, beating, hot inside me. I had definitely taken more this time. He withdrew and thrust again, grunting with the effort. I felt his body press up against my ass. I was shocked, I had managed to take him all. My ass squeezing hard around his base. Pleasure raced through his body, he closed his eyes and leaned over me suddenly weak.

I reached up and pulled him down, contorting my body due to the size difference and kissed him deeply. Our tongues danced around each other's mouths. My cock was pressed between our bodies, rubbing against charmander scaly, yet smooth, stomach. I could taste that salty flavour again, stronger this time, and loved it. He breathed warmly across my face.

I could tell he was getting close. He pulled his cock out to the tip. I had to prop myself up with my arms to maintain our kiss.

With one final thrust he slammed his entire cock into me. I hooked my legs around his back, holding him tight inside me. We both moaned into each other's mouths. I felt his cock pulse in my ass and a burning, soothing heat filled me as he emptied himself into my ass. It seemed to shoot directly onto my prostate, which buzzed with a sexual energetic heat. A euphoric bliss overtook me. Completely removing me from what was about to happen.

My dad came into the room "Hey are you all ...", he started, "what the fuck!" he finished, screaming, staring at me and charmander in our sexual embrace.

He looked around saw charmanders pokeball sitting on my desk and snatched it up. He pointed it at us and shouted "charmander return". The white beam shot out and hit charmander.

There has been lots of debate since that day to what happened next. The consensus is that it was down to charmanders cock being lodged in my ass, filling me with his seed, and our tongues being interlaced depositing more biological matter into my body.

The white aura appear briefly around charmander before encircling me as well. We were both returned to the ball.

My dad, startled beyond reckoning by what had just witnessed, pulled himself together and through the ball into the centre of the room. I appeared. He took one look at me and bolted. I hope he was going to get help rather than just being terrorized by the situation.

What stood in the centre of the room was neither the old me nor the old charmander. My body had remained remarkably consistent. I was still 5 feet tall, nearly. I still held my slim lightly toned figure. Everything else had changed. My face now had a short muzzle, rounded at the end with a built in nose. My eyes retained there startling blue colour but were much flatter to my face and larger too. Closer to Charmander's old eyes. My hair now spikey looked like fire, deep reds changing to oranges or yellow depending on the light. No heat came of it, thankfully. It matched my new tampering tail which did have living fire at its tip. My skin was now a deep orange across most of my body. Light milky yellow ran down my chest, stomach, and between my legs to the end of my tail. All of it made up of tiny scales.

I ran my still humanoid hands down my chest feeling my new smooth scales. My nipples and belly button had vanished. My hands reached down to my still painfully erect cock. It looked exactly how charmander's had before, a wide base tapering down to a thin end, complete with slit and internal balls. I could feel them trying to burst with cum inside me.

I started to rub my new cock with my rough hands. Pleasure shook through my body. Excited by the situation I quickly peaked. Cum splattered across the carpeted floor. Not caring anymore about being quiet I tilted my head back, scrunched up my eyes and let out a thunderous moan. I shot of flame escaped my muzzle lightly scorching the ceiling.

Coming down from my erotic high I saw the situation I was in. I had become the first of what would become to be known as pokémen. I was half human, half charmander. Charboy.

I grabbed my packed bag off the floor and took off through back door. Off to start my pokémon adventure, very differently to how I was expecting to.