Pokemon: Reborn As Ditto

Aftermaths

Misty's eyes snapped open, and she jolted upright, her mind racing as she realized what had just happened. She had given a blowjob to a Pokémon, and then...and then she had gotten a cunnilingus from said Pokémon.

What. The. Fuck.

Her gaze shot towards me, her eyes wide with a mix of shock, embarrassment, and horror. "What the hell just happened?" she mouthed, her voice barely audible.

I beamed back at her, completely oblivious to the discomfort I had caused. "The juice was tasty!" I exclaimed; my voice full of excitement. "And I have to say, your hole looks utterly beautiful. Human anatomy is really something else!"

Misty's face turned bright red as she covered her face with her hands, mortification etched on every inch of her skin.

"Oh no, oh no, oh no," she whispered to herself, her mind racing with thoughts of how she should have stopped me before things got serious, how she had let an innocent Pokémon do those things to her, and how guilty she felt for indulging in such forbidden pleasures.

Finally, she looked up, her face still hidden behind her hands. "We...we should head back to the Pokémon Center," she stammered, her voice trembling with embarrassment.

Misty scrambled to her feet, her face still flushed with embarrassment. She yanked up her drenched panties and shorts, her movements awkward and stiff.

As we started to walk, I remained oblivious to my own exposed situation. My half-erect penis was still out of my zipper, flapping freely in the open air.

Misty coughed awkwardly and said, "Uh, can you do something about that?" Her voice was laced with awkwardness and discomfort.

I looked at her, feigning ignorance. "Is there anything wrong?" I asked, trying to sound clueless.

Misty just sighed and rolled her eyes. "Keeping your penis out like that is not a good thing to do in public," she said, exasperated.

I just shrugged, acting as if not quite understanding what the big deal was.

Misty let out a deep breath and took matters into her own hands. She reached out and grasped my half-erect pen*s, still dripping with cum, and gently wiped it clean with her hand. Then, she carefully guided it back into my pants.

There was a moment of silence as we both stood there.

As Misty walked ahead of me, I followed closely behind, my eyes fixed on the back of her head. She had her head down, her eyes cast down at the pavement, as if trying to avoid looking at anything or anyone.

I could sense her embarrassment, her body language screaming "I'm trying to disappear". I felt a pang of guilt for putting her in this situation, but I couldn't help but think that it was a bit comical.

But then again, the role play went far better than expected.

Just as Misty was about to collide with a street light pole, I quickly pulled her into my arms, wrapping them around her torso. "Ahh," she breathed, her eyes fluttering up to mine in a dazed way.

The world around us seemed to melt away, leaving only the two of us standing there, frozen in time. It was as if the universe had decided to play a romantic song in the background, the melody swelling up around us like a sensual fog.

I leaned in closer, my voice dropping to a husky whisper. "Are you okay?" I asked, my breath rustling against her ear.

Misty's eyes locked onto mine, her face inches from mine.

Misty's face was still inches from mine, her eyes locked onto mine with a mixture of embarrassment and unease. But then, without warning, she pulled away, hastily extricating herself from my arms.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine," she said quickly, her voice trembling slightly as she hurried away from me.

I watched her go, a sly smile spreading across my face. I couldn't help it - I was enjoying this little drama that was unfolding between us.

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Misty's POV

As I hurried away from the street light pole, my heart was racing in my chest. I couldn't believe what just happened - being held so close to his face. I felt like I was going to faint.

My mind kept replaying the scene, my thoughts jumbled and disjointed. How did I end up doing that? Was I out of my mind? What was I thinking?

I couldn't shake off the memory of his handsome face, his deep voice whispering in my ear. It sent shivers down my spine, and I felt my face flush with embarrassment.

But then reality set in. He was a Pokémon, for crying out loud! I had given a blowjob to a Pokémon. The taste of his "mean big red thing" still lingered on my tongue, the sweet stuff I had swallowed still lingered in my mind.

And then there was the cunnilingus. Oh god, his thick fingers moving in and out of me, the strange pleasure that brought me to climax. I moaned like a street whore, completely losing myself in the moment.

I couldn't help but wonder if it was all just a ridiculous fantasy, a moment of madness. But deep down, I knew it wasn't. I had done it, and I had enjoyed it, despite the initial shock and embarrassment.

I quickened my pace, my heart still racing with excitement and mortification. I needed to get away from him, away from the situation. But a part of me knew I'd never be able to escape the memory of what we had done.

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I waddled back into the Pokémon Center, my Ditto form a welcome relief after the awkwardness of being in a human body. I made my way to the main desk, where Nurse Joy was sitting with a warm smile on her face.

"Welcome back, little guy," she said, scratching behind my ears. "Where did you run off to?"

I shrugged, not that I could actually shrug, but I made a Ditto-esque equivalent of one. "Ditto," I said, trying to convey innocence.

Nurse Joy chuckled. "I see. Well, that boy Ash came by looking for you and Misty, but when he couldn't find you, he went to challenge the Gym Leader."

I made a noncommittal noise, not really caring about Ash's endeavors at the moment.

Nurse Joy's gaze turned curious. "Do you know what's going on with Misty? She came in a little while ago, looking quite flustered. She ran straight to her dorm room without saying a word."

Dorm room? I didn't know the Pokémon Center had dorm rooms. But I guess it made sense. Pokémon trainers needed somewhere to crash after tromping through the forest all day.

I rubbed my pseudopod over my non-existent chin, making a thoughtful face. Then, I puffed out my chest and pointed at myself.

Nurse Joy's eyes lit up with understanding. "Are you saying you'll take care of her?"

I nodded, trying to look as confident and capable as a shape-shifting Pokémon could.

Nurse Joy smiled. "Room 204. But can you get there on your own?"

I nodded again, making a few enthusiastic "dit" noises.

Nurse Joy laughed. "Alright, it's down the right hallway. You're a clever one, aren't you?"

I beamed with pride, feeling like I was on a mission to seduce... I mean, comfort Misty. I waddled off towards the dorm rooms, my Ditto senses on high alert, ready to face whatever lay ahead.

I waddled down the hallway, my Ditto senses leading me to room 204(I just followed the room numbers).

I reached the door and found it locked, but that wasn't going to stop me. I squeezed through the small gap between the floor and the door, my rubbery body allowing me to slip in unnoticed.

As I entered the room, I was greeted by the sight of Misty sprawled out on the bed, her face buried in a pillow and her legs swinging wildly in the air. It looked like she was trying to process the events of the day, and it was all a bit too much for dear innocent Misty.

I remained hidden in the corner of the room as Misty continued to mutter under her breath. She was visibly flustered, her cheeks a deep shade of red as she tried to process the events that had just transpired.

"I can't believe I did that," she murmured, shaking her head in disbelief. "Where did I even find the nerve?"

She paused, then let out a sigh. "It's all Ditto's fault," she muttered angrily. "Why did you have to shape-shift into such a handsome man? It's so unfair!"

I couldn't help but smirk at the accusation. That was one accusation I would take with open arms.

Misty continued to ramble, her thoughts coming out in a jumbled mess. "And then to have such beautiful eyes and a perfect smile... it's just not right!"

She looked mortified at the thought, her hands flying to her face as she realized what she had just said. "Oh my god, I can't believe I just said that," she mumbled.

I watched in amusement as she continued to berate herself, her thoughts bouncing from one thing to another. One moment she was angry with me, the next she was admiring my looks, and the next she was mortified at the thought. It was like a never-ending cycle of embarrassment.

Misty finally seemed to calm down, her face settling into a deep shade of pink. She lay back on the bed, still visibly flustered. 

Misty buried her face in the pillow, "I'm such a fool," she whined.

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