In a three-story house at the edge of Pallet Town, a good-looking black-haired boy woke up. His eyes opened to soft, light-green fur. Under the fur was a round, full shape, soft and cozy. He wasn't surprised. He snuggled his face into the fur, like cuddling a favorite pillow in the morning.
* This feels so good * he thought.
A soft "Mrow" came from the fur's owner. She shook a bit, woken by the boy's touch. She rolled over, pinning him gently, pressing his face into her big, soft chest. Her warm breasts rubbed his face slowly.
The boy loved it, wrapping his arms tight around her waist. He pressed his face deeper, breathing in. With ease, he moved the fur with his tongue, finding her nipples and sucking them gently. They got hard under his lips, feeling firm and smooth.
* So perfect * he thought.
"Mrow!" she purred, teasing him back by blowing hot air on his ear and licking it with her wet tongue. Her playful touches excited him, his hard erection pushing against her furry belly through his pajamas. Yawning, he mumbled, "Morning, Meowscarada? Good morning."
He opened his mouth, and Meowscarada leaned in fast. Their lips met in a deep, wet kiss, tongues twisting together. When they pulled apart, a shiny line of saliva hung between them. He gave her soft, bouncy butt a light smack. Meowscarada climbed over him, her knees on either side of his legs. With her paws, she pulled down his pajamas.
When the cloth slid off, his hard, 25-centimeter penis sprang up, slapping Meowscarada's belly. The heat made her shiver, her eyes glowing with want. She grabbed his penis, rubbing the tip against her wet vagina. Clear liquid dripped from her, coating his tip and running down slowly.
She shook as she lowered herself, her tight vagina taking his whole penis inside. With a loud *slap*, her round butt hit his hips, her fur rippling from the force. The feeling was so strong her eyes rolled back, her mind lost in pleasure.
* She's so tight * he thought, seeing a small bulge in her belly where his penis was. He smacked her butt again, saying, "Come on, Meowscarada, move. Don't just sit there."
"Mrow!" she answered, snapping out of it. She put her paws on her knees and started moving, her hips going up and down. Her big butt slapped his hips and thighs, making a steady *pap pap pap* sound. The bulge in her belly came and went with each move.
Her D-cup breasts bounced as she moved, her hard nipples swaying. Wetness poured from her vagina, soaking his belly and splashing the sheets. The boy nodded, happy. "Yes, just like that. Your vagina is always so tight, like the first time. It's awesome."
* Feels like the first time every time * he thought. Meowscarada's vagina gripped his penis tight, fitting him perfectly. Her womb kissed his tip with every thrust, like a second mouth pulling him in. Her cool, calm look fell apart, her tongue hanging out, her face showing wild joy.
"Mrowww!" she cried, her voice full of bliss. A big gush of liquid sprayed from her vagina, soaking the sheets under him. At the same time, her vagina squeezed hard, locking his penis as he came inside her. His hot semen filled her womb, making her belly bulge a little as it held it all.
When they finished, Meowscarada lay beside him, her body trembling. With a soft *pop*, his penis slipped out, and thick, white semen poured from her vagina, pooling under her butt. After a short rest, Meowscarada got her strength back. Like always, she got ready to help him start the day.
"Mrow," she purred, licking his cheek with her soft tongue. Still wobbly, she went to the bathroom and came back with a basin of warm water and a towel. "Thanks," the boy said, washing his face. Meowscarada brushed his teeth and helped him dress, acting like a loving partner. She put on a heart-patterned apron and went to make breakfast.
The boy rubbed his sleepy eyes and walked to the window, letting the sunlight wake him up. Stretching, he smiled. "Time flies. I can't believe I've been in this world thirteen years."
* I've made a great life here * he thought. His name was Ryn Dusk, a reborn soul who somehow kept his old name in this new world. From age one to eight, he lived happily with his parents, a Pokémon Coordinator mom and a Pokémon Trainer dad. They stopped traveling to raise him but went back to adventuring when he was eight, thinking he could handle things.
Before they left, they asked what Pokémon he wanted. He quickly said a female Sprigatito. They were confused why he wanted a female, but they got it for him. Sprigatito, from Paldea, cost a lot, but their savings from competitions paid for it. Two weeks later, Sprigatito arrived with its Poké Ball.
His parents gave him their three-story house and a bank card with two million Pokédollars, enough for years. They weren't gone for good, just traveling, not lost. For five years, Ryn Dusk trained his Sprigatito and grew super close to her. He didn't want to adventure young, caring more about staying safe. The anime said ten-year-olds could travel, but in this world, you had to be thirteen to be a Trainer.
At ten, bored with routine, he started writing a novel online. It was bold, about love with female Pokémon, but not ones like Machamp. The spicy story got attention from other Trainers, and his pen name got famous fast. His writing even led some Trainers to bond with their Pokémon as partners.
Over three years, Ryn Dusk earned nearly two hundred million Pokédollars from writing. With only himself and his Pokémon to support, saving money was easy. His vivid descriptions of female Pokémon came from closely studying his Pokémon, who started as a Sprigatito.
At eight, Ryn received his female Sprigatito. By age nine, she evolved into Floragato after dedicated training and bonding. At ten, Floragato evolved into Meowscarada, a Leader Pokémon standing 2.7 meters tall compared to Ryn's 1.77 meters. Ryn's special skill, his "cheat" in this world, was crafting Pokémon food that boosted growth, allowing Meowscarada to reach this impressive size. Strangely, his food also caused her to develop large breasts, initially hidden by her cape-like fur. To keep her comfortable, she wore soft, breathable wraps when outside. Now, her breasts were D-cup size, something Ryn was proud of.
Around the same time, Ryn and Meowscarada's bond grew physical. Their first night together was filled with her soft, purring cries, marking a deeper connection..
Messing up his hair, he grinned. "Today, I'll finish my novel. Tomorrow, I'll go to Professor Oak, get my Trainer license, and start my journey."
* My real adventure's starting * he thought. Being a Pokémon League Trainer wasn't just about strong Pokémon. Trainers needed fast thinking, sharp eyes, and smart plans. Battles were quick, not slow like in games. You had to watch the other Pokémon, guess their moves, and act fast. To make it easier, League rules said each Pokémon could only use four moves, picked secretly before battles to make things strategic and fun.