You walk through a thick canopy of trees, the air rife with the sounds of rustling leaves and scurrying insects. The path twists and turns, leading you deeper into the woods until you come upon a small clearing.
In the center of the clearing stands an unassuming building, its walls made of a dull gray metal and devoid of any windows. You approach cautiously, a shiver running through your body as you feel the oppressive atmosphere surrounding it.
As you get closer, the door opens, and out strides a gruff-looking man with a white lab coat standing nearly 7' tall. There are 5 Vaporeons behind him. "Ah, you must be the new trainer. Hello! I'm Professor Cox. Welcome to my laboratory. Are you ready to receive your first Pokemon?"
Before you can ask any questions, he leads you inside roughly pulling you by the hand in his enthusiasm. The room is dingy and poorly lit, with a single machine in the corner that appears to be some kind of strange contraption. It's some form of glass box with one pokeball in it. Professor Cox gestures for you to take it.
As you move towards the machine, Professor Cox's demeanor changes. Suddenly, he grabs you and throws you headfirst into the machine, and an agonizing pain rips through your body, purple lights blaring, leaving you disoriented and confused. Your consciousness fades.
You wake up in the middle of nowhere,
Welcome to the rough and cruel world of pokemon! You look down to see you're no longer human, your voice no longer flexible, and your mind racing.
What kind of pokemon are you? Male or female?
Random female pokemon
You've transformed into a female Gardevoir, one of the more intelligent pokemon in the region. Your wings are ethereal and delicate, with each feather shimmering as if coated in moonlight. Two glowing orbs float above your head, reflecting an inner strength that was once solely human.
You look around, feeling exposed and vulnerable as a Gardevoir, unsure of how to survive in this harsh world now. A rustle nearby catches your attention; it's another pokemon.
I watch to see what pokemon comes out
A young female Riolu emerges from the bushes, its eyes wide with fear as it takes in your new form. It's clear that you tower over it, looking down at the small rodent-like pokemon. As you hesitate on whether to approach or leave it be, a voice calls out from behind.
"Hey, I see a Gardevoir! Come here, girly!" A boy with spiky blue hair and an arrogant grin appears, walking toward you confidently with his feet spread wide. He has a pokéball at the ready, obviously intending to capture you.
"Fuck off" i say dismissively
The boy's face flushes red with anger as you speak, but he doesn't back down. "Don't be like that, honey! We could have a lot of fun together!" He lunges at you, pokéball held tightly in one hand while his other grasps your shoulder roughly. You let out a yelp of surprise and pain as he attempts to capture you.
"Get your hands off me" I shout pushing him back
The boy shoves you back, laughing cruelly. "Tsk tsk, you're going to have to learn your place now that you're just a pokémon! I won't let go until you decide to come with me quietly." He tries again to grab your shoulder, but this time you dodge nimbly, allowing him to overbalance.
The Riolu watches the interaction nervously from the sidelines, its eyes darting between you and the boy.
I push him over while he's off balance
The boy falls to the ground with a shout of surprise, his eyes wide with anger as he glares at you. You stand firm, your new pokémon form giving you more courage than before. The Riolu watches warily, still not sure what to make of this sudden turn of events.
"You're going to regret that, bitch!" the boy growls,
"That's no way to talk to a lady, don't you have any manners" I reply mockingly
The boy's face twists into a vicious snarl as his anger gets the better of him, "I'll show you some manners!" He launches himself at you once more, pokéball clutched tightly in hand. This time he seems to be holding back, attacking with less fervor and more precision, aiming for a more controlled capture rather than a brutal one.
As the two of you grapple, the Riolu watches on from the sidelines, still not sure if it should intervene or run away. It flinches every time one of you moves too roughly, as if mimicking your own pain reactions in response to the harsh world around it.
"Your desperate huh, don't get enough attention from the other girls" I continue to mock him
The boy snarls again, his face beet red with rage as he struggles to control his anger. "You're mine!" He growls, grabbing your shoulder more tightly than before, ignoring the pain it causes him. His other hand reaches for your chest, trying to capture you there. "I'll show you what a real man feels like! You'll beg me for release, I swear it!"
The Riolu shudders at his words, trembling with fear and arousal as it watches the struggle between the two of you unfold.
"I doubt you could get yourself off let alone a real woman" I say as I continue to fight back
The boy growls in frustration as he fails to capture you, his strength beginning to wane as adrenaline wears off. Suddenly, a shadow falls over the two of you; an Absol emerges from the underbrush, its red eyes glowing menacingly in the darkness. The boy drops his pokéball and begins backing away slowly, his gaze fixed on the enormous dark-type.
The Riolu watches warily as the newcomer approaches, its body tense and ready to run should the need arise. The Absol seems undecided for a moment, before fixating its gaze on you, the Gardevoir. It lowers its head slowly, baring its fangs in a snarl that could freeze blood.
"Any way we can talk this out" I say nervously as I back up slowly
The Absol snorts derisively, its eyes narrowing dangerously. "You are mine now, female," it growls, stalking closer despite your attempt to back away. The Riolu whimpers softly beside you, shaking with fear as the massive pokémon looms over you. "I will take what is mine and leave this pathetic excuse for a trainer behind." Its voice echoes through the forest, chilling to the bone.
Do you attack the Absol or try to run away?