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You know how things go in your life? You're born, you live then you die. Sure, there are things that happen in-between all of that, but that is the gist of it right? That was how I was going, I was born in Indigo City. Right mess of a town, it is, sure there are all the shiny stadiums and the trainers streaming in and out, but you got to look a little harder where I'm from.

See every city has its underbelly, that's where I hung out. It wasn't a bad life, just had to work for your coin or food. My trade was thieving, as my mother did and probably her father before her. You could say that she was a fool, teaching her child to steal. The way I see it, she did it to make sure I wasn't going hungry if something happened to her. I'm always grateful to her for that, even the point when the Grumpigs gunned her down for stealing some idiot's prized Pokeballs. His own fault for wearing like they were an Arcues-damned fashion statement. So I grew up a thief, pretty damn good one if I say so myself. Could slip my fingers in a pocket and already be down the street before the git realized what I took was missing. Life for me settled into a routine, I would get up, head to the bright and cheery side of town then just go to work. I'm not my mum, I know what I was capable of and what I could get away with. Never took a mark that I knew I couldn't get away from, even if their valuables were so depressingly easy to snatch.

That was life, I was born, I lived and then well... I nearly died once. Considering my situation now some probably would have preferred it that way. You wanna know what happened? That's a bit of a long story though if you listened to me this long then I guess you're looking for a story anyway right?

Alright, get down and get comfortable, I don't remember everything so don't start whining if I skip over some things. I ain't in the habit of putting more effort into something I don't need to anyway...

Indigo City; Southern Districts-11:49 am

One of the few great cities of human creation, Indigo stood as a testament to the human spirit and perseverance. The surrounding area was covered in wilderness, yet the citizens of Indigo had little fear of the wildlife that the city encroached on. Some of the best known trainers in society made their homes in the city and were often called upon to repel any attacks that came from aggressive wild Pokemon. For most of the civilians life has been dull many often ignorant of life outside the walls of their city. Perhaps for some it was better that way as the reality of the world was often cruel. The League provided for the people, making sure they were happy, fed and satisfied with their lot in life. Entertainment was easy to achieve with the various stadiums dotting the city landscape as well as parks, casinos and other avenues they could pursue. Some could even argue that Indigo was paradise compared to the state of other cities the world over.

Unfortunately, even paradise isn't perfect, as the saying goes, there are those that fall through the cracks. Many of the poorer districts have fallen into lawlessness. Not for lack of trying, just that with new arrivals to the city so far and in-between it was hard to police everywhere all the time. Eventually the slums were left to their own devices and the people there liked that just fine. Many of them survived relying on the skills they had been given in life. For them this was how life was supposed to be lived, rather than cowering from the touch of the world around them. A young man, walking down the streets was no different. His feet were bare, walking over glass shards and dirty water. The hoody around his shoulders a verdant, green shorts, navy blue. His blonde hair fell over one eye, despite his many attempts to keep it positioned so it wouldn't' do so. Even at that moment he was swiping his dirty fingers over it, trying to keep it to stay behind an ear. Within a few steps the strands would come loose and return to their favorite position.

"Damn, maybe I should get my hair cut at some point..."

His one visible eye, colored hazel scanned the street. He was looking for his usual fencer after having a successful run. The boy wasn't in much of a hurry or anything, he just didn't like the thought of standing around with a book bag filled with pilfered loot. The police liked to make unannounced "visits" every other blue moon. It had been a few months since the last one so he didn't want to take chances when he didn't need to.

"Sorry son, ran a little late today,"

The teenager rolled his shoulders. Aaron was from the other side of the city, the place where normal people lived. He is a spindly man, a good few inches taller than the thief. He wore his usual casual attire, slacks, polo-shirt and a hat on his head. He looked as out of place in the slum as a Delcatty in a garbage dump. Despite that he was well liked in the community, he ran a pawn shop and he could make anything hot he received near untraceable. More often than not he sold items that had been stolen right back to their owners. Took a bit for himself for service and gave the money to those that gave it to him.

"You made another run this week? Not like you to make an encore performance Lucas," said Aaron

"I was bored, nothing good on the idiot box today. I decided to take a walk around in the cleaner parts of the city when I ran across some idiot who decided to leave his valuables lying around when he went to take a leak. Nothing too special, but I figured I could always use another payday this week," respond Lucas. He held up the book bag and showed off its contents. Aaron tilted his hat back, scratching at his head a little.

"Damn, you sure all of this came from one guy? I mean a few empty Pokeballs I can understand, but that watch seems way more than any trainer can afford,"

Lucas gives off a toothy grin "So I may have spoken with the guy's parents for a bit before he got back. Anything in there that I can get a good price on?" asked Lucas

"Pokeballs won't be difficult, trainers lose spares all the time. Ultra balls may be a little on the suspicious side, but most don't ask questions. The watches though, those are the Eletrivire models of the DX brand. You don't see one of those every day. I may have to sit on those for a month or two before I even think about displaying them, let alone sell them. Oh, that reminds me..."

Aaron reaches into his pocket, pulling out a wad of bills. Lucas takes it, hefting it in his hand. He frowns a little bit, giving the fencer a pointed look.

"This feels light today, you aren't trying to play me?" said Lucas

"Hell no, you don't piss off your benefactors in business kid. Those kicks you dropped off for me were hot. Then the company decided to drop the new tennis shoes early as some kind of stunt so their value took a hit. Nothing I could fucking do about it. I was lucky to get THAT much for you," explained Aaron

Aaron knew better than to lie, considering where he was and his position in the city proper. Everyone in this part of town knew his dirty secrets and Lucas knew Aaron's. The discovery had been made entirely by accident while Lucas had to go scavenging for work. The trip had taken him to the gaudy parts of the district. That part of town wasn't as "slummy" as some would put it so some of the people from the cleaner parts of Indigo would hang around if they could get away with it. Lucas just happened to be waiting to cross the street when he caught Aaron walking out of a well-known brothel, one of the Pokephilla variety. Asking around, Lucas found out that Aaron had been going there for years. Was sweet on some Granbull that was in there. Making a note of that Lucas decided to sit on the information. If Aaron really did try to get over on him, Lucas could have him by the short and curlies easily enough.

"Alright, don't need to whine. How much am I going to get for the watches if you could sell right now?"

"I would probably have to shave off a little bit of the actual price to keep up appearances it's used. Give it a few weeks to stew, then find a buyer. If they aren't too hard to haggle with I could probably get you a good 2,000 poke for it," said Aaron

2,000 poke wasn't too bad of a payment for a spur of the moment job. Maybe it had been worth the extra exercise then. The only part that sucked was he probably had to wait for a while before he got it. Being a thief also meant you had to be patient and Lucas knew he wasn't great in that aspect all the time. It was something his departed mother often reminded him of.

"You got anything else for me then? If ya don't then I got to move out I got a few more payments to drop off, then I got to go. Ball and chain is dragging me off to the in-laws this weekend and she wants us to start packing tonight,"

"Little cliché to hate your in-laws don't you think?" said Lucas

"Oh no they are charming people, got a wine cellar to die for and they got a real nice condo out on the coast. Their neighbors are the ones I can't fucking stand," said Aaron, laughing as he did so. Lucas gave him a reassuring slap on the shoulder, grinning himself

"You'll live, try to bring back a half-way decent souvenir this time,"

"My wife is going to start wondering where those chocolates are going sooner or later,"

"I'll take that bet,"

Aaron snorted a little, shaking his head while fixing his hat, "You stay out of trouble here? I would hate to lose the one that gives me half my supply,"

"I'm always out of trouble, trouble just looks for me," said Lucas

"Take care kid,"

"You too,"

Lucas watched Aaron walk down the street until he turned the corner. Turning on his heel, he made his way in the opposite direction, the way he came. Keeping his hands stuffed in his pockets, he made his way to the only place he could freely spend his ill-gotten bills. It had been a good day so far, hopefully it would stay that way for the rest of the week.

**

Several hours later, Lucas made his way back to the hole in the wall he called home. It was late, no stars, either, so it was a little difficult to make his way there. He was buzzing, not enough to make it difficult to walk, but he was unsteady.

"Shit, maybe Barkeep was right, mixing coolers and vodka was a bad idea..." he mumbled to himself.

Barkeep was an old friend of Lucas, the old man had looked out for Lucas during the tense few weeks after his mother was killed. They had an agreement, which that if Lucas did a few odd jobs around his speakeasy then Lucas could drink there free of charge. Actually having money when he went to visit Lucas had loaded up on some food and probably drunk a little too freely.

Bracing himself against a lamppost, he took a few deep breaths to gain his bearings. When he was composed he tried to start walking Dizziness struck Lucas confirming that he needed to wait a little longer before he was fit to move again. The night was silent, the darkness seemed more encroaching then it normally was. The light of the lamppost doing little to ward it off. Lucas wasn't superstitious by any means of the word, yet even he could feel that something was unnatural about the darkness. Entertaining the idea for but a moment, the youth smacked himself.

"Get yourself together, too much to eat..."

Looking up, he was greeted by a familiar sight. It was a Froslass that had moved in somewhere close by. Nobody knew if it was abandoned by a trainer nor if it was a wild one that just happened to wander into town. It didn't cause trouble and was popular with the crumb snatchers that ran around so it was left alone for the most part. Tonight was different, it was floating right down the street, staring right down at him. It didn't move, it didn't even blink. In reaction Lucas stiffened, he didn't know why, but his fight or flight triggered. His head told him he shouldn't have anything to worry about, but his gut was screaming he should beat feet now. For a moment they stared each other down, the tension building between them. Lucas gulped, an unsettling fear creeping up his spine.

"The hell is wrong with me, she hasn't done anything yet I feel like she has me by the neck,"

When were that Pokémon's eyes so bright? They were so pink he could see them where he was. Dim lighting and all. The tension continued to build between them. An unsettling chill starting to crawl up Lucas back. For a moment the Froslass seemed to take interest, it began to float over towards him. The breath caught in his throat. He knew now he had to move, to get as far away from this Pokémon as possible. His legs refused to obey, a morbid curiosity about what WOULD happen if it got too close was keeping him from listening to the sense that had helped him dodge trouble for so long.

It approached, barely making a sound while it closed the gap. Within a few moments, its pink colored eyes seeming to give off some kind of unearthly glow. Could Froslass learn Hypnosis? The thought ran through Lucas mind. He didn't feel anything acting on him, yet would he know if it was? The ghost stopped in front of him, floating up to be eye-level with him. An arm reached out and gently touched his cheek. He flinched, the touch was cool, fingers dragging across his skin. Yet at the same time it felt pleasant, like a pleasant breeze after being in the sun for too long. It was bizarre, though one thing did occur to Lucas.

He wasn't getting out of this, not by his own power anyway.

She placed the other paw on his face, gently rubbing with them. She smirked slightly showing off the needle sharp teeth she had. The stories he heard about Froslass started to bubble up from the back of his mind. How they would freeze prey solid, then take them to their lair to display as some kind of macabre trophy. It wasn't unusual for someone to go up and missing around in the Southern districts. Just folks that just didn't have what it took to survive. Some could say that was unfortunate, to others that was just the reality for those that lived down here. She cooed, coming closer their lips a hair away. Like her hands, the breath washing over his lips was cold as the ice she was made from. At the same time the feeling wasn't unwelcome either. Lucas couldn't imagine what was happening to him. The Froslass seemed to realize what he was thinking, a quiet giggle coming from her. She moved one of her paws down to his neck, scratching lightly. Her eyes blinking slowly as though she was enjoying the human's confusion.

"What do you want, if you ain't got business with me...then leave me..hmmph!?"

It had been an effort to get those words out, it was almost like his entire body was freezing. After he opened his mouth to speak, the Froslass pressed their lips together. Instinct made Lucas want to push her off, the act unnatural. Why was a Pokémon of all things kissing him?! He didn't know why he couldn't push her away, either because she was stronger than she looked or his own liqueur weakened body. To Lucas's shock her lips weren't as cold as the rest of her. In fact they were soft, nearly warm to the touch. Her tongue licked gently at his pursed lips, teasing as she wanted entrance. Froslass didn't have long to wait as Lucas feebly opened his mouth. Her tongue rushed in and quickly put his own into submission. Lucas felt a rush of euphoria, his body warming up to banish the chill that had been racking him.

"I'm... I'm enjoying this...."

It wasn't a question, it was the brutal truth. His body relaxed, the feeling of danger had started to slide away. The kissing was awkward, he himself inexperienced with the intimate act. Froslass didn't seem to mind, nor did she seem to care. She pressed him up against the lamppost. Kissing harder, cooing again as she dominated the human. Lucas felt his shorts get tight, his arousal burning between his legs He had never felt so hard, hard enough that it was actually painful. A thick blanket settled in his mind, random thoughts flitted about. He could scarcely grasp them, like wisps of smoke. Her hands had moved down to his shoulders, body pressing up against his chest. Another burst of the sensation washed over him, like as if his hoody wasn't even there. Finally a shuddering moan was dragged out of his throat. His arms wrapped around her body, pulling her in even more. He couldn't stand why he was doing it, but he didn't want it to end. Everything just felt too good to stop at this point.

Eventually the kiss broke, his lips feeling numb from the intense session. The connection had only lasted a few moments, possibly a minute at the most. To Lucas it had seemed to have lasted an eternity, a blissful damning eternity. As he stared into her eyes, something popped into his mind. A warning of some kind something about Pokémon with bright pink eyes...

Trying to gather his thoughts on the matter was soon negated. She chirped to get his attention, causing him to forget his thought process. Her grin started to widen, nuzzling into his chest.

"Did you want to come home with me? I don't have much," said Lucas

She nods making a confirming "lass," to answer. Lucas bit his lip, his mental facilities had shaken somewhat loose from the blanket of fog that had settled there. He felt that taking her along wasn't going to end in his favor. That look in her eyes was playful at the same time hungry. Sense told him he should try to make a break for it. Toss her away and run like his pants were on fire. Feeling a caress against his crotch quickly dispelled any thoughts of rebellion. Lucas's eyes went half-lidded, nearly leaning forward a little bit. Froslass eyes seemed to dance in the weak light, as though knowing she had her prey snared. She gave him a few more teasing passes, even teasing the head through the cloth of his shorts.

"Alright, alright, you made your point. Come on then,"

His home wasn't far away from where they met. A long time ago Lucas had broken into one of the abandoned buildings to get out of the rain one night. To his astonishment he found that the entire building was clear. No signs of habitation from human or Pokémon at all. Not questioning the stroke of luck, he had quickly made it his home. The boarded windows made it an easy place to hide, plus the windows themselves were still mostly intact. Wandering around, he found out that it had been an apartment building that never got the okay to open. He had chosen one of the rooms on the second floor as his own personal "room". By this point it had actually become quite cozy. The walls were lined with various posters, it had never mattered to Lucas what they depicted just that he couldn't stare that the walls were bare for very long. He had managed to acquire a generator and after nearly a year of fussing with Aaron he got an electrician to come down and hook up the wiring so he could have lights and appliances.

Walking through the door, he didn't bother turning on the lights. His bed was a mere few steps from the entrance and after what had happened outside there was little doubt in his mind what was going to happen in the following few minutes. Pokephilla had always been something that had been at the back of Lucas mind. He wasn't ignorant of the fact that there were a few locations all over the city that ran a few brothels for Pokephilliacs. There had been nothing physically preventing him, just that there were a few shady individuals that ran those establishments that would use the information that you got busy with a Pokémon against you. He couldn't imagine how that would be worth anything against him, but you never knew.

The Froslass in the meantime had shifted her body almost in a position like he was the groom carrying a bride home. She cooed and nuzzled into his chest, making him weak in the knees. He still couldn't figure out how her simple touch was making him so needy. Normally he just flopped into his bed, however, considering his passenger he gently bent down and let Froslass slide from his grip. He settled next to her in a moment, hugging her soft body close to his own. The darkness of his own home was comforting. The familiar creaks, the dripping of the leaking faucet in the bathroom. Even with this unfamiliar Pokemon in this rather bizarre situation Lucas found himself relaxing. His sense tried one more time to warn him. Trying to tell him that something about these circumstances just wasn't right. The boy considered the thoughts for a moment. Why did this Froslass come to him? It was late true, but there could have been anyone else that it could have shacked up with. What was so interesting about some dirty thief prowling around?

As though sensing his doubt, Frosless gently pressed a finger to his lips, her eyes staring into his

"Shh..."

It was a quiet sound, if he hadn't been listening Lucas would have missed it. She brought them together again, kissing gently. He was more welcoming of it this time, wanting to feel more of the icy sensation her body radiated. One arm wrapped around the back of his head, the other started to fondle his still raging dick which hasn't seemed to deflate at all. He responded in kind as much as he could, his own arms wrapping around her body. Moaning and growling softly from her touch. Soon their kissing got rougher, more feral. Lucas was melting, he was participating, but the Froslass was the one in control. Sometimes she would pull her tongue away coyly, leaving him to eagerly pursue into her own maw. Even with that small display she would easily dominate him again and he was fine with it. Lucas was starting to crave the feeling of being so thoroughly controlled by this female.

She stopped teasing, her paw gently easing his shorts off. Froslass wouldn't have any trouble, the garment was a size too big, only held up by a ragged excuse of a belt. Bare skin exposed to the air, Lucas realized just how hot he felt. Maybe that was way the reason Froslass's body felt so nice against his own. Cooing in satisfaction, he felt her delicate fingers dragging against the sensitive skin of his pride. The familiar feeling returned, far more intense than what he felt before. Lucas's back arced an almost effeminate moan. To his embarrassment she started to laugh, the sound reminding him of light hail clacking against glass.

"I haven't done this much alright..." growled Lucas.

She responded with her namesake, though to Lucas it sounded close to "I know,"

The light fondling continued, her fingers tapping along the curve of his cock, then gripping it tightly as she started to stroke it. Lucas gritted his teeth, hissing slightly from her touch. His pre pumped out, which she liberally spread over his cock. When she seemed satisfied by the amount she shuffled down and gave the head a small lick. Trying to suppress his moans, he watched her curious at what she would do. Froslass gave the head a few kisses, then wrapped her lips around it. Warmth started to seep into his skin, dispelling the returning chill. She slide down his shaft to the halfway point, tightening her lips as her tongue continued to bath it in the warm, sticky saliva. Lucas was put one paw on her head, the other gripping at the mattress. He cursed at himself, hips jerking involuntarily as the Froslass played him like a violin. Her eyes were watching him, seeming to smile every time he moaned or squirmed. The edges of his climax was starting to crawl up his dick. Lucas relaxed, his panting starting to get heavier feeling that he was right on the edge.

"Almost...gonna..."

Right when he felt he would erupt the Froslass pulled away. She tapped his twitching arousal once, a punishing chill washed over him. Lucas was left physically trembling, even curling up slightly, trying to get warm again.

"The hell..? Why did you stop?!"

Froslass raised a finger, wagging it in a chastising manner. She gave his hip a pat, causing him to jump practically at her command. She did it a few more times while still wagging her finger. It took nearly a minute of the torture before the boy put two and two together.

"You didn't want me to cum yet? Why wouldn't you, you're the one that practically threw herself at me,"

She huffs putting her hands on her hips, she gives a disapproving sound at his statement. Lucas starts to sit up a little bit, putting his back against the wall.

"Wait, oh sorry I got so wrapped up with what you were doing I forgot about you. Just the thing, last I checked aren't Froslass hollow? I mean I don't mind doing it with you, just how the heck is this going to work?"

The ghost nods, as though expecting everything Lucas would ask. She takes his hand and gently guiding it to her waist just below the Obi ribbon. There he felt something quite unexpected, a small gash there, wet and warm. She shivered at his touch, eyes drooping slightly as his fingers gently fondled her.

"Okay, I wasn't expecting this at all, I guess you still wanted me to warm you up to?" Lucas blinks and face palms with his spare hand "Okay, that sounded better in my head, gosh I'm such a dork,"

Froslass put both hands on his cheeks again, shaking her head. She pressed their foreheads together, gently panting. Feeling like it was time to start upholding his end, he started to push his fingers in. He didn't know what he was expecting, after all it was a Pokémon he was pushing his fingers into. A ghost type with a hollow body at that. To Lucas surprise inside her wasn't that cold at all, compared to the feeling of her body. It was slightly warm, her folds sticky like glue. Her fluids spread over his fingers, dripping off his knuckles and plopping on the mattress with soft pats. The scent was strong, enough to make his head spin a little. His fingers started to pump a little faster, watching her reactions as he teased her. Froslass's eyes had closed completely, supporting herself with her arms. Each time he plunged in she would give a soft squeak of pleasure. By the time he managed to wiggle four inside of her Froslass was trembling, mumbling her name or maybe his in her own way. He looked down at his hand, the moonlight was weak through the boarded windows, but he could tell that they were covered with her pre. On closer inspection, it was pink in color, bright pink and incredibly thick. As he stared at it, that nagging feeling returned trying to tell him that this fact was important.

"Please..."

Lucas paused, he looked up sharply at the Froslass. He knew what he had heard, a quiet female voice.

"Did I just understand you?!"

She nodded once, her paw wrapping around his wrist and pushing his fingers deep inside of herself while the other gripped his cock causing him to jump.

"Don't stop..."

As incredulous as this situation was becoming, Lucas couldn't help but feel a toothy grin spread over his face. To the Abyss with hesitating about this, she wanted it, he REALLY wanted it. Why question a good thing while it was happening? Lucas pulled back, leaning on the wall while tugging Froslass into his lap. He ignored the disapproving glare he got when he stopped her pleasure. It didn't last long as he was aiming the head at the gash, which was still dripping the thick pink pre.

"Think that is enough of the foreplay, we both need this now," whispered Lucas

She smiled at him, showing off those needle sharp teeth. She lowered herself, her opening parting easily his dick sliding into her like a glove. Lucas groaned, inside of her felt amazing. The subtle heat he had fallen over his fingers was far more intense. Her folds wrapping around his dick almost perfectly. Froslass seemed to agree as she moaned at the same time. He hugged her again, her head pressed against his chest. He thrusted up into her while she pressed down, causing a lewd sucking sound to echo off the walls. The feeling was amazing, did all Pokémon pussy feel like this? If it did, he may swear off human girls. He knew a cheap brothel not far from his usual watering hole. Maybe he would start paying them a visit.

Froslass started licking at his neck, pawing at his chest. Lucas remembered that he still had his hoodie on after all this time. Reluctant to pause in the middle of their lovemaking, he didn't want to disappoint. He uncoiled himself slightly, then pulled off his hoodie. Lucas was surprised how slick with sweat, it was. His entire body was hot now that he was thinking about it. Satisfied with his now naked body, Froslass started eagerly lapping at one nipple, even sucking on it softly. Gritting his teeth, he felt his cock swell inside her. He put his hands on his hips and started to force her down, wanting to penetrate as deeply as he could. Froslass didn't seem to mind the slightly rougher fucking, in fact she actually started squeezing down even tighter. Lucas hips jerked, and he felt something close to what felt like cum shooting into her. It left him winded for a moment, blinking in confusion. It had felt like he had cum but he could still feel it boiling in his balls. Their hips were a mess of pre, the thick liquid sliding over his body. Where it touched his bare skin tingled and itched. Not enough to break his concentration, but it was curious.

Putting it to the back of his mind, Lucas tired of the position and leaned forward, pushing Froslass on her back while he settled on top. His thrusts picked up, sinking all the way to the hilt and pulling out again. Her pussy hugged his dick the entire way, as though reluctant to let him go but was open when he plunged back in. Froslass was holding him so tightly that her fingers were digging into his back, one paw sliding over his butt a little which felt good as well. Breathing was starting to become difficult, his arms and legs were starting to feel like jelly.

"Think I'm close again, you want it inside of you?" asked Lucas

"Yes, yes, do it, I want to feel you cum,"

Lucas closed his eyes, it was all he needed to hear. He managed to thrust into her a few more times before he went over. Hilting inside of her, his cock swelled, then started to spray his cum inside of her. If he had neighbors Lucas would be sure they would have heard the loud moan he made as he filled the Pokémon below him. He had never cum so hard and it lasted such a long time as well. Halfway through he felt her get tight, tight enough that it felt like she was crushing him. Her pussy warmed up again and she was screaming nearly as loud as he was. Did he get her to cum as well? He hoped he did because as he felt his orgasm taper off Lucas strength seemed to ebb away. He collapsed against her, panting and nuzzling into her. She petted at his back, cooing in his ear.

"That's a good boy, good boy cumming for me so much..."

The words echoed in Lucas mind, hearing them from her felt good. It made him tremble, moaning again as a few more drops of cum managed to escape his softening dick. It was odd, he felt good, amazing yet his body felt like it was on fire. Welling up with something that he couldn't put his finger on. Exhaustion finally claimed its toll, his eyes closing as he passed out.

Can you understand me now? Can you hear my voice?

Who are you? What do you want?

I'm sorry for what I had to do, it was the only way I could make sure you lived

Lived? What is going on? Why would you need to make sure that I lived?

There are a lot of things I wish I could tell you, many things I WANT to tell you but I can't. I'm afraid that you wouldn't understand even if I did. Not as you are now.

Damnit explain! You're not making any sense! What is supposed to happen to me? What did you do to me!?

If you want to live, if you want to know, then you'll need to fall. Fall, struggle and thirst for the knowledge you seek. If you can claim strength for yourself I'll speak to you again...

What is that supposed to mean? Hey wait! Wait I said...!

Lucas woke with a start, his heart hammering in his chest painfully. He clutched at it, trying to regain his bearings. What had been that dream? The voice that spoke had done so in a familiar tone, like it knew him. He didn't know anyone with a voice that sweet or caring at all. He closed his eyes trying to put a face to the voice. Nothing came to fruition and he pounded the bed with his paw in frustration.

"Like I care, I'm worried about what was supposed to have been done to me..." he started to get up then realized that something was dreadfully wrong. The apartment wasn't very large, barely bigger than closet space. Now it looked like he was in the middle of a ballroom. His nose twitched, ears swiveling in alarm at the unfamiliar room. It was his yet, why didn't he know it?

He dragged his paws against his face, looking around again trying to force the information into his mind.

"Wait, ears, paws... what am I...?"

Lucas looked down at himself, his breath caught in his throat. In front of him were two mouse like paws. Flexing experimentally, out of the corner of his eyes, he could see two whiskers extending from his cheeks. Panic was starting to set in, what his gut was telling him was the truth, but his mind just would not accept the possibility. Lucas stumbled awkwardly on tiny legs to the T.V. room where there was a mirror standing up against one wall. When he arrived the damning evidence was in front of him. Staring back at him was a Rattata. No matter how Lucas moved the Pokemon in the reflection obeyed the commands as well. Lucas patted himself down, trying to figure out some way that this was just some trippy dream. Something, anything that would refute what he knew what had happened to him. He looked up again at the reflection, seeing that the Rattata in the mirror had his eyes, even the headfur was coming down over his face in the same manner as his own hair.

After a few more minutes of fruitless effort, Lucas sat on his haunches dumbfounded. What was he supposed to feel? He wracked his mind for some kind emotion to feel in response to his situation, yet none came.

"I'm a Pokemon," Lucas said simply

At the very least he still sounded like himself, that hadn't changed at the very least.

"Now what do I do? I'm a Pokemon somehow. I need to figure out what happened, how it happen...wait!"

That damned Froslass! She had to have some kind of explanation. As he turned to wobble back towards his bed, all the warnings his mind had given him came roaring back in punishing clarity. Letting a girl make him forget his own rules of survival. Lucas didn't care how he was going to get his answers, but he damn well was going to! What he found on his bed wasn't his quarry rather a note in neat handwriting. Snatching it up his eyes scanned for any clue to what had happened to him.

"I'm sorry,"

"An apology? That's it?"

The boy turned Pokemon flipped the scrap of paper from back to front but it yielded no extra answers. Crumpling the paper in frustration, Lucas started to notice something that had bugged him since he awoke, but the recent revelation had stayed his curiosity. It was acrid kind of smell almost like...

"Smoke?"

The panic started to set in again, Lucas started to anxiously climb up the chair he had in the T.V. room the only way he could get to the one unboarded window in his apartment. What he saw shocked him that he had to bite himself to make sure he wasn't trapped in some kind of nightmare.

Humans were fleeing in the streets, some not even bothering to help those that had fallen leaving them to be trampled. Everywhere Pokemon were swooping down on them, every kind of species and type that Lucas could think of were present. All had the familiar pink glow in their eyes, slavering as they hunted down their prey. What happened when they caught any human made Lucas's blood turn to ice. They would tear off the humans close and fuck them. Roughly shoving cocks that were far too large down any orifice they could reach. Thrusting with no regard for their safety and blowing large rivers of sticky pink cum into them. The lucky ones passed out during the act, the unlucky ones usually had to go through several rounds before they were dumped on the ground in an expanding pool of cum. Not long after their bodies would glow with what looked like the light of evolution and in the place of their broken bodies would be Pokemon. They were getting turned into Pokemon themselves!

Lucas slide out of the chair, bumping against the floor.

This had to be hell that was the only reason that Lucas could come up with to explain the sheer impossibility of what was happening outside. Squeezing his eyes shut and covering his ears Lucas tried to block out the screams. He couldn't physically hear them, but his mind made them painfully clear. It was madness utter madness what was happening out there and he wanted no part of it.

It would be close to a week before Lucas found that he had no choice but to leave. During that time he had gotten used to moving around in his new body. His attempts at trying to walk upright were dubious at best. All fours felt humiliating, though Lucas found that it was comfortable after a while. His food had run out by the end of the fourth day he was in hiding and the water followed soon after. His stomach's growls were starting to become painful. He needed food, in order to get food he had to go outside. He hadn't dared take another peep on the outside to see its condition. That first night had been a plague of never-ending nightmares. Being out there, being one of those poor bastards that had been raped within an inch of his life. Survival unfortunately demanded that you take risks if you wanted to live and Lucas wasn't interested in dying because he was too afraid.

Making his way down the stairs, Lucas wrinkled his nose at the combination of smells that assaulted him. He could even pick apart, which scent was which. Sweat, cum and even blood. His heart began racing again at that last one. Instinct was telling him to find a small dark hole and wait there until danger passed. Lucas was sure that was the Rattata side of him talking, he ignored it much like he had done all week. Just because he looked like a rodent didn't mean he had to start acting like one. Wrenching open the front door was a trail in itself. The hinges had become jammed by something, Lucas tried not to think what could have been strong enough to do so. When he finally managed to make an opening big enough to squeeze through he was greeted with a grim sight.

Everywhere he looked, signs of the attack were visible. Overturned cars, clothes of the victims, garbage and debris littered everywhere. As many of the questions in his mind buzzed for their answers, Lucas pushed them aside. Figuring out what had caused all this was beyond him and he didn't care for the time being. Right now finding food, clean water and supplies was his priority.

With his goal in mind, he took his first steps into Indigo City never realizing he would never return to the place he called home.

End Chapter One