Gotta catch'em all!
Part 5
Trevor stood silently at the edge of a lake looking down at his clear reflection. Behind him two transparent souls drifted around behind him, one of Murkrow and one of Kecleon. His two victims forever fused to him. Even knowing it was kill or be killed didn't seem to alleviate his guilt for doing what he did. He hated people who were cruel to Pokemon but now he was one of them. He watched their spirits drift around him, twisting and wrapping around his person until al

Gotta catch'em all
Part 4
Nate woke the next morning finding Dart sleeping soundly at the foot of the bed in his Jolteon form while Trevor was in the corner of the room getting dressed. The pair must have separated at some point, which was a shame because Nate wanted to see that process happen first hand. He must've slept straight through it. Realizing he had just spent the night having vigorous intercourse with a Jolteon wearing the body of his friend, Nate quickly understood just how awkward

Catch’em all
Part 3
It had been two weeks since his camping trip in the wilds. Two weeks of sleepless nights remembering how intense the whole thing was. His battles with Nash, with the Murkrow. He couldn’t even bring himself to look at Nash after everything. He hadn’t even trusted himself around any of his Pokémon. Even masturbating had been off the table which after two weeks was making it hard to keep from getting hard. Trevor had been hiding out on the

Catch'em all!
Part 2
Nash laid completely still from his vigorous wanking campaign against his trainer. It was one of the most intense moments of either of their lives. Try as he might, he couldn't convince Trevor to give in. The human had won and left Nash dwindled and spent. Drifting along the edge of unconsciousness he was starting to feel something strange and knew immediately what was happening. Trevor was making his escape. Groaning and holding his scrotum Nash tried desperately to hold o

Catch'em all!
Part 1
The pokeball spun through the air across the field before it slammed into the exhausted Bellsprout. It’s form turning a vibrant red before being pulled inside the ball and snapping shut. A young man stood at the edge of the clearing watching the ball wobble. He had been training Pokemon for a few years now but the excitement of catching a new Pokémon was always as intense as his first. His name was Trevor and he had just celebrated his twentieth birthday. Most