So, this is a predicament that I did not see myself getting into. I’d figured that I’d at least document my current situation somewhat. My name is Ethan and I may have irreparably altered the world by mistake. My family is a long line of physics and mediums. In any other world, this would be considered extremely strange if not for the fact that this fascinating world was populated by these beings called Pokemon. From what I remember of the stories my mother told me about our ancient ancestors who had bedded with physic types to gain their powers. Over the centuries our powers weakened until the oddity that I am was born. I was born with the strongest abilities that our family had seen to date. As a kid being told how strong you were at a very young age, naturally inflates your ego from the get-go. I decided once I was able to I’d go out into the world and see where my powers would take me. 

I didn’t even choose a starter before I left without telling anyone. My mother knew, of course, telling me she left supplies and money on the edge of the property for me. She said she loved me and hoped I found Pokemon that would call friends. Before I finally left I told her I'd be fine without any Pokemon. As arrogant as I was, I didn't think I even needed a Pokemon, thinking that I could do it without one. How funny it was that my perspective would change as I traveled the world. In total, I had caught 4 Pokemon, all of them utilizing physic powers as well. I may as well detail how I met them all.

I met my first partner at the young age of 12, two years after I left my family home. I found myself in a woodlands-like area, leaving some town in Kalos after I made a stop there for supplies. As I trod my way through, I suddenly heard explosions come from the direction I was walking. A group of Phantumps was chasing a Ralts, which looked in rough shape. Without thinking I stepped between the group, asking them what happened with telepathy. The child ghosts were angry that the Ralts I was protecting accidentally destroyed the food they had gathered. To keep them from continuing on their quest for revenge, I pulled a still-warm bag of macaroons and gave it to them. They flew off quickly, thanking me as they left.

 Once I got a better look at the Ralts, I realized that it was different. Its head was a beautiful color of blue and the crest on top was a deep orange. Not to mention that it was larger than any that I read about. It was still weary of me since it had barely escaped a nasty encounter with a type that it was weak against. After I gathered herbs and berries to make a healing salve and shared what macaroons I had left with it, I asked what its story was out of curiosity. She explained that she was one of the last lines of Alpha Pokemon that came from Sinnoh. She was minding her own business when a group of rock and ground types began a territorial fight. She was flung away and landed on the Phantumps food.

I felt bad for her after hearing her story and decided to help her a bit. I gave her some extra food I had and a drink from my canteen. Then I stood up, bade her a fond farewell, and went on my way. It seemed that she wanted to talk to me more, so she began to follow me once I was far away enough. I knew, of course, feeling her presence just outside the range of my detection. Once I found a new town, I stopped just outside its boundaries and let her catch up. She hid behind a tree as I turned to face her. I knelt down, beckoning her to come closer. I asked if she wanted to travel with me to see the world. I told her that I wouldn’t really participate in many battles or contests. I would only search for ways to see how far my powers could grow. She said she was ok with that and wanted to come with me all the same. So I hoisted her onto my backpack and carried her into town. I made my way to a Pokemon center and made a call to my mother asking her for funds for Pokeballs. She happily agreed, saying she was glad that I had finally chosen a partner and hoped my journey would go well. Before I could officially catch her I had to register as a trainer and receive a Pokedex. I bought a dozen luxury balls and presented one to her. One slap and Gabriella was my first Pokemon.

After four years of traveling, I decided to settle in a small apartment in Unova. To make money I opened a counseling business for people and their Pokemon partners. It was surprisingly lucrative so I was able to provide for myself and my partner as well as repay my mother all the money that she had lent me. During that time, Gabby had evolved into a Kirlia, and her power had grown substantially. My powers had grown as well and I was able to do more with them as well. Other than my telepathy, which had grown in range, I was able to move objects thrice my size and could put people under a hypnotic spell. I hadn’t needed to use the latter so I kept it secret. 

One fateful day, my last appointment led me to my second partner. A snotty rich kid came strutting through my door asking for advice about how to get his partner to battle with him. Gabby was eating lunch behind me as my appointment was underway. He released his Pokemon and I could tell that he was probably one of the worst trainers I had seen thus far. It was a Gothorita and it was in terrible condition. She was filthy, hurt, and looking half-starved. I secretly turned on a recorder in case he said anything that I could turn in to the police. He said that he has been having trouble trying to get his partner to listen to his commands. He wanted to challenge the Elite Four of the region. The idiot said that he tried refusing her food, slapping her, and generally not taking care of her at all. He honestly didn’t know what he was doing wrong. Gabby at this point was growling angrily wanting to take action. I calmed her down and told her I would do something through thought.

I used my hypnotism to have him release his partner into my care, saying a psychic type wasn’t easy to train without much experience. He did as he was told and released her to me and left saying he would find an easier Pokemon to use. He didn’t realize that I had put him under a spell that had him go to the nearest police station and give the evidence of the counseling session. After he left, I had Gabby take the Gothorita to the bathroom to clean up and heal any wounds she had. Once they were done, I made an extra plate of food for her. Once she was finished, I gave her a proposal. I could help her find a proper partner and continue with her life or she could stay with me and see where my powers would go. She whole-heartily agreed to come with me and wished to be caught immediately. I fished out another luxury ball and Grace slapped it without hesitation.

Just after my 19th birthday, I traveled back to Kalos to inquire about a mega stone for Gabby. She was still a Kirlia at this point but she wanted to get ahead of the curve. After we landed I let the pair out of their Pokeballs to get some sun. Gabby sat on my shoulders as Grace, who still hadn’t evolved yet either, held my hand as we walked. As fate would have it again, another chance encounter would lead me to my next partner. In the distance within our path, an oddly colored Fennekin was running from someone in a lab coat. As they drew closer I caught the Pokemon in a psychic bubble as the lab-coated person caught up. 

They explained that he was an intern at the local professors' lab and was trying to get this mischievous little fiery fox to stand still for a test about shiny Pokemon variables through bloodlines. It seemed like she wanted to get away from the lab and see what was out there. I offered to take her if she wanted and to let them know if anything happened to her while she was in my care. The Fennekin shook her head in agreement, but the intern wished to check with the professor first. I went along with it carrying her in my spare arm. Gabby and Grace told me that they didn’t trust her to behave but I reassured them that everything would work out. Once I convinced Professor Sycamore that she would be fine in my care, he gave us his blessing. She dug into my backpack and flung out a spare Pokeball. Francesca tapped the center of it with her nose and she was officially mine. I wondered if I was a shiny charm.

After a brief stint in Alola, obtaining a Z-ring and crystals, I found myself in the Galar region to watch the final matches of the world cup. I was camping out with my partners and making curry. I succeeded in obtaining two Dynamax bands for my research on increasing my power. Gabby and Grace had fully evolved at last and Franchesca barely evolved into a Braixen. She calmed out considerably and was helping set up the tent we shared. As the curry finished, I rang the dinner bell so to speak. As I served the bowls, an extra hand came into view wanting a bowl. A Hatterene snuck into our camp, seeking food. The others were shocked as I was that she had somehow snuck in. I gave her a bowl and served myself and asked if she wished to come with us. She agreed, setting her bowl down, and waiting for a Pokeball. I pulled out a slightly dusty luxury ball and she bopped it with the hand that sat on her head. Hannah was caught and joined the party. Sometimes it's surprising how easy it is to catch a Pokemon.

At the age of 22, I bought an island mansion far off the coast of Kalos. By this time, everyone was fully evolved. I’d have returned home but my mother had sold the estate and moved into a smaller house. I brought all the research I had learned over the years there with me. While pouring over my notes I felt as though I had hit a brick wall in trying to increase my powers normally. I read countless books and delved into ancient ruins but it still didn’t satisfy me. My last home was to reach out to a fellow psychic who happened to be a Gym leader. So I talked to Sabrina from the Kanto region and asked for her help. We got along surprisingly well since we had similar powers. She spoke of how when she was younger she would shrink unsuspecting trainers down to the size of dolls and put them in a model town where a psychic personification of her child self would play with them. I was shocked to hear how strong of an ability it was, especially since I had no way to physically alter a living being before. Her reasoning being that she wasn’t in the best mindset at the time. She only really stopped once some trainer with a Pikachu brought a Haunter to her Gym which made her laugh.

I decided to invite her over to my mansion to ask for her help with an idea I had in mind. Once she arrived, I proposed the idea of a ritual to see if I could gain any type of knowledge by seeing beyond the normal veils. A while I didn't notice it at the time, my four partners were apparently fidgeting while I talked to Sabrina. Later that night, we began our ritual. I sat in the center of the circle we drew while Gabby, Grace, Francesca, Hannah, and Sabrina sat around me. Perhaps I set something up wrong, my partners' minds were on something else or Sabrina was still thinking about shrunken people, but something went wrong. As I peered through, an influx of energy began to feedback into the circle. Without thinking I sent the group flying backwards before an explosion cracked through the air. 

This part was recounted by Sabrina and my partners, but the explosion had sent a shockwave of purplish-pink energy that surrounded nearly the entire island. As for what was happening in the center, I had flashes of images burned into my mind. Other worlds where Pokemon didn't exist. Ancient cities and advanced civilizations blurring together. Then I found myself floating behind the creator Pokemon itself, Arceus. I reached out to ask for help but something flew into my hand before I could. It turned, gave me a nod, and disappeared. When I opened my eyes, smoke surrounded where I sat. My body felt sore all over but before I could get a proper look, tremors and loud thumping noises came closer towards me.

Before I knew what was happening a pale had shot out from the smoke and snatched me up. I'm not gonna lie, I screamed, fearing for my life while keeping my eyes shut. That is until I felt a soothing spell wash over my body. I opened my eyes to see Gabby's face towering over me while she used a Heal Pulse. She kept turning me around to check for other injuries, making it difficult to talk to her. I had enough of it and told her to stop through telepathy. She made an "eep" ing noise and apologized, holding me in the palm of her hands. The others gathered around her, each looming over me, but not as tall as Gabby had become. Sabrina asked me what went wrong while we were performing the ritual. I told her my memory was hazy, but I told her what had happened. She frowned, saying she was uneasy about the whole thing but that there was nothing we could do for now.

Sabrina asked if I could talk to her in private, so I asked Gabby to hand me over. She reluctantly did and soon I was pulled away around a corner. She waved her hand behind her and a barrier seemed to form around us. Then she held her hand over my body and a bubble surrounded me and immediately popped. She cursed, saying that she wasn't able to return me to my normal size. I attempted to revert it myself to no avail. She said that since we couldn't fix it we'd try with our partners. Before we headed back, she mentioned that she felt something strange going on with them. I must’ve looked confused because she cut to the point saying she thinks they may be nearing their mating season. I was about to say something but screams came from where my partners were so ran to them.

They were hunching over, seemingly in pain. As we came closer, they began to glow, some sort of aura surrounded them. Each of them transformed before both of our eyes. Their chests and butts expanded into varied sizes as they grew more womanly features. The aura faded and steam seemed to rise from their bodies. I was never much one for paying attention to a womans body, but I had to admit, they looked beautiful. I had Sabrina bring over a few potions, in case they were hurt in any way. She helped give them a once over but there were no injuries to be seen. With more questions than answers showing up by the moment, we decided to head back inside the mansion.

We waited four days to see if the effects of the explosion dissipated, but there was no change. Sabrina couldn’t wait any longer and said she had to return to her gym. As a parting gift, I gave her baked goods that Grace had made as well as the extra Dynamax band I had. It seemed I had a knack for missing the small details because I didn’t notice that the explosion altered that as well. Whatever was going to happen next, I’m just glad I have my partners by me. Even if it seems like their mating heat seems to be growing as time goes on.

I closed my journal and set down my pen. Things may be larger than me, but I still have some control of my surroundings. The explosion seemed to have altered how my powers worked. I seem to be as weak as I was when I met Grace. For the most part, I’m able to get around by myself and luckily no Rattata or smalled insect Pokemon have infested the island yet. Still, Gabby insists that she or Grace should accompany me around just in case. The pair always carry me in their hands open flat. I don’t really mind, plus it gives me a chance to look over their changes. The warmth of their hands was a welcome feeling since I only have a small cloth to cover myself with as well. One of the small things that changed was their hands, which mimicked a human hand now. Other than that, they both developed breasts but Gabby’s are much larger than everyone elses. I try not to but I steal glances at them whenever they are carrying me. I may have been somewhat, distant, from the opposite sex, however, I always thought I was trying to be polite. I would’ve liked Sabrina to stay a bit longer so I could get a better grasp on everyones heat season but I get that she has responsibilities of her own.

Thinking about it, if their heat was coming on soon I should look into it better by contacting professor Sycamore. Not to mention that I may have picked up some books about it whenever I was traveling. “Master, master?”, I heard slightly above me. Another development that the rebound caused was that everyone could talk normally instead of talking through telepathy. I pointed my head upwards to answer Gabby, “Yes Gabby, what is it?”. “You seem quiet today Master, is something the matter?”, she asked. “Ah, that. I’ve just been thinking about what happened the past week or so. I feel bad about what I forced you all to do and I want to find out how to fix it”, I said looking down at her hand. “Oh, please don’t worry yourself about it Master. We all knew the risks that came with performing that ritual. We don’t blame you for what happened”, she said. She stopped bringing me closer to her face as I responded. “I.. thank you for that. If you need anything from me, any of you, I’d like to be let known. I may not be able to do much, but I will help any way I can”, I told her.

After I said that, Gabby did something that surprised me. She brought me up to her lips and kissed me. Until now, the most physical any of them had been with me were just hugs, and maybe a few punches from Hannah since he tends to get punchy whenever one of us was upset. I won’t deny that I blushed when she pulled back. “I am glad to hear you say this Master. If it's alright with you, I’d like to use your help with something that I needed your help with since you offered your help”, Gabby said opening the door to her room. “Sure, what did you have in mind”, I asked as she closed the door. “It’s a little strange but I’d like you to check over my body”, she asked setting me down on her bed. She was timid by nature so this came out of nowhere for me. Everyone seems to keep surprising me lately. I sighed, saying “I did promise, didn’t I? Ok, what would you like me to look at?”.

“Um well, it would be better if I showed you”, she said, reaching to the edge of her where her blue top was on her body. She pulled at a fabric seem that had previously not existed before and pulled upwards. Like a long sleeve shirt, she pulled it over her head, revealing pale moon-white skin. The image before me was a pair of the largest breasts I had ever seen. Gabby was still shy about it so she quickly covered where the nipples would be with her hands. My jaw dropped for the first time in years upon seeing the impossible. “You… your top came off? I thought that was permanently attached to you. Does that mean your… um, dress part comes off as well?” I tentatively asked. “Yes I do believe it’s possible, but I would have to remove my hands… and for some reason, my powers… don’t work without all my clothes on?” she said between pauses. “It’s alright Gabriella. If you want me to take off the dress part you can just tell me”, I reassured her. In a near whisper, she replied, “Ye… yes I would like to take it off”.

I motioned for her to sit down, and she still held her breasts in her hands as she did. “Where is… whatever it is that I’m supposed to undo to get your dress”, I asked. “I think it has to be done from the front, soo you’ll have to climb on my lap”, she said. I shrugged climbing her leg onto her lap while leaving my cloth cover behind. “So how come you couldn’t remove it all in one go? I could’ve turned around if you were embarrassed about it”, I mentioned as I sat on my knees to undo the button. “Well, I tried to undo the bottom half myself but it burned whenever I tried to undo it”, Gabby said, looking down at me. I lightly touched it and only felt a pleasant warmth from it. Naturally, it was more complicated than it initially looked. “It’s gonna take me a minute to get this button off. It feels like there's something on it that is not letting be undone”, I said as I began to work. I poured some of my power onto the button as a bubble around it began to dim. “So what made you want me to help you with this? I’m guessing the others could get it either?”, I asked. “We all seem to have something that we can't take off ourselves. Believe me Master, we tried, even with each other. It was all the same", she said.

A rather loud popping sound came from her dress button and the bubble dispersed. Gabby let out a sigh of relief, easing onto her bed more. I pulled it from its hole and threw part of her dress to one side along with the other. To my surprise, she was wearing a pair of lace black panties. “Where and when did you get that? To my knowledge, I never bought any of you lingerie?”, I questioned. She blushed, replying “Well miss Sabrina had left some undergarments before her journey. I… was curious as to how they felt and I’ve found that they are a tad small”. I should've scolded her but instead, I said, "Well I'm sure she won't mind. At least I hope she won't. How does it feel without the dress on?”.

“Not as strange as I thought it would feel. May I stand up for a second, Master?”, she asked. I hopped off and watched her stand in slight awe. Watching her rise from such a steep position, was like watching a Pokemon Dynamax every time. Gabby’s hips bulging out from the small panties she had decided to try. “Gabby can you bring your head to my level for a minute?”, I asked. She did as she was asked and knelt down to meet me. I walked closer to her face and grasped her nose, staring straight into her fiery orange eyes. “Please tell me do you have anything that you want me to do? You are my Pokemon and while I may be small, it is my responsibility to take care of you in any way I can”, I told her. I could see the gears working behind her eyes as she began to really understand what I actually meant. She knew that I knew she was in her mating cycle and that this whole thing was a ruse to help with it.

“V… very well Master. I… I’ll stop beating around the bush”, she whispered. Gabby then removed her hands from her breasts revealing a beautiful shade of cobalt blue nipples that matched her hair and top. “May I place you somewhere while I take the panties off”, she asked putting her hand on the bed. I was apprehensive about it but I trusted her with my life so I stepped on. As she raised me towards her head, she switched to holding me between her index finger and thumb. My Gardevoir turned me around and slid my legs into her mouth. I thought her hand was warm but her mouth was a whole different type of warmth. A humid slimy warmth enveloped my lower half as her tongue snaked its way between my legs. I have no idea where in the world she picked up these tricks but she was turning me on. I could feel my dick harden as she ran her tongue along it. 

Gabby seemed to know that what she was doing was working. She switched to focusing entirely on my member as she took the panties off. She tossed them aside as she fully lay on the bed. All her licking and sucking was working too well that I was about to climax any second. She opened her mouth and let me slide out onto her collarbone. Her breasts swooped to the side making them look like pale mountains topped with a blue nipple. A hand came and lifted me onto her left nipple, then it snaked down to her crotch. Gabbys right hand grabbed her free breast, pinching her slightly erect nipple. I grabbed the one I was set by and massaged it gently. She seemed to enjoy the feeling as she let out a moan as I continued. Her body quivered and squirmed once I switched to using my mouth to attend to her nipple. Even if no milk would come from the digit, it had a sweet milky taste to it as I sucked on it.

The hand that Gabby was using to finger herself lifted away from her pelvis to come and grabbed me from her breast. It was slick with juices from her sex and smelled strongly of it too. She brought me to her crotch, her vulva engorged and glistening with liquid. “I… I’m sorry Master. Please forgive me, I can’t hold back anymore!”, she yelled as she shoved me against her lips. She aggressively rubbed me against her outer lips as more juices poured out from within her. My head would bump up against her clit as she dragged my body against her. Her fingers slipped back into her, pulling my legs along with them. If I thought her mouth was warm, her pussy was on a whole other level. It pulled and pulsed with every movement I made, causing more liquid to pour out from all around me. 

Gabby used her fingers to press me against the walls of her sex, which let out more juices from her. My hips began to thrust against her, ramming my cock into her folds. She seemed to enjoy this immensely as she sped up, sending me deeper. I kissed, licked, and bit, doing whatever I could to send her over the edge. Her fingers pressed me against what I think was her g-spot because once she did I heard a thunderous scream reverberate from within her. Her tunnel contracted so tightly that I thought I would pass out. My cock couldn't hold out any more as I came hard, shooting my tiny seed against her walls. My first partner grabbed my head gently pulling me back to the cold outside. She must've been tired from the experience because as soon as I was halfway out her hand pulled away. Her hand gave me a pat on the head before leaving, letting one large drop of her cum fall onto my face. Cream spilled out around me as I lay stuck within her pussy. I was tired from the whole ordeal myself so I just let my mind drift until I fell asleep. I don't know how long I was out, but I was awoken by hearing the word "Master". I opened my eyes to see Grace looming over Gabbys still naked body.

Once Grace had evolved, she took it upon herself to become my maid and general caretaker. Gabby, Fran, and I tried to argue that since we were technically a family and team, we should split the work between the five of us before I shrank. We tried for weeks to convince her to let us help, but she would teleport us or teleport what she was working with her. Eventually, we had to relent and let her be the house's maid. Hannah didn’t care as she was happy to have someone making her food. Before she evolved, she was always such a quiet-natured child, so to speak. However, after she did, she developed a calm nature about her, never getting angry or overwhelmed by the work. We were sure to thank her whenever we could. Now my maid loomed over me as I hung out from Gabbys sex.

“Oh dear, it seems that Mistress Gabriella has had her way with you. Are you alright, Master?”, she asked, reaching her hand down. Compared to Gabbys hand, Graces hand felt rough from how much work she insisted on doing. She plucked me from Gabbys sex, which made her squirm in her sleep and flip over. “Yes, I’m alright. Sabrina said that you all might have your mating seasons syncing up, so I offered her any relief I could. Which is what you saw… with me sticking out where I was. The same offer applies to everyone else as well. I’d be a hypocrite if I only let Gabby take up that offer”, I told her as she teleported some wipes to clean me up. “Master, as I have stated before, it is my duty to take care of the residents of this house, not the other way around. I wo-”, she said before I interrupted her.

“Look, I know what we agreed to. However, there is one thing I’d like you to remember. I am your caretaker as well. Everyones health and well-being are my responsibility, and that includes mating cycle needs. Now either you will let me help you however I can, or I can get you set up with something that will help alleviate whatever needs you have”, I sternly told her. I didn’t like talking to any of my partners sternly or angrily, but sometimes they were more stubborn for their own good. Her face never changed from the calm look as I talked.

Grace and I stared each other down for minutes before she sighed. “Very well, I suppose you are right in that vain. I admit that I have a need that… may require your help, but I am unsure as to whether or not you will be able to”, she stated. She set me down on a desk in Gabbys room before bending down, unhooking her bows from the front of her dress. “So your bows keep your dress together after the change; good to know”, I muttered. “Yes, but as you experienced with Mistress Gabriella, I have one that burns to my touch when I try to remove it. Mistress Francesca was the one who theorized that you could remove the obstacle for us”, Grace told me, placing 3 of her bows beside me. She grabbed me once again and set me on her top bow on her chest. The warm feeling spread to my hands again as I poured power into the bow's latch. Instead of a bubble, the latch glowed purple and began to fade.

“May I ask why you wanted to be the house's maid? Please be truthful; I wish to know what's going on”, I asked, making idle talk. She seemed hesitant to answer, which was unusual for her. I looked up to see a slight blush rise from her purple cheeks. “It’s payment”, she said plainly. I looked up in slight confusion. “Payment?”, “Yes, payment. You, Mistress Gabby, and Mistress Francesca have always shown me nothing but kindness, and I wish to repay you for that kindness. Mistress Hannah does not count since she is more like how humans refer to it as a cousin that I must watch. I admit that I may have been overly adamant about being the only one allowed to clean the house. Still, I enjoy doing it", she said, grabbing at her dress. I couldn't help myself and chuckled at her response. "I… it's not funny", she said while making a pouting face.

"I'm sorry, it's just I didn't expect that kind of response. It's ok to want to help, but you don't need to pay me back. The kindness and care I give to everyone here is not something that is in short supply", I said as I finally freed the latch. Grace let out a similar sigh as Gabby once I unbuttoned her as her dress fell to the floor. I was carried along with it, but it wasn’t a hard landing, thanks to Graces dress. It was a surprise to both of us that she still had a form of clothing underneath her dress. The article of clothing in question reached down to her ankles but had no sleeves. “Interesting, I could not feel this underneath my dress. Shall we proceed further, Master?” she asked as she picked me up again. I was about to answer when I noticed the bow on her head was crooked. “In a moment, it seems like your bow is coming loose. Can you see if you’re able to take it off?" I asked. Skeptical, she reached up and pulled the bow from her head. The disks on the side of her head fell, which left her with long straight hair coming down from her head. 

She took one look at herself in Gabbys mirror and looked a little displeased. "I don't think I like this style for myself. It… feels unnatural looking at it,"  she said as she raised the how back up. Her hair repositioned itself back to normal. She surrounded me in a bubble as she removed the last piece of clothing. There was another surprise waiting for us once she entirely stripped. Grace had a penis of her own, the shock of which caused her to drop me again. "What?! But that's impossible! How can…?! Does that mean…?! I was sure I was born female!", she spouted in confusion. She was in a full-bore panic mode, causing objects to float around her. "Grace, listen to me! I need you to calm down!", I called out to her. I read that even the best trainers and Pokemon would have an off day and may be prone to panic or confusion. Before I could try and do anything else, Gabby rushed over to where Grace was standing, grasping her head in her hands. She made Grace stare directly into her eyes, and an aura surrounded them. In the back of my mind, I knew what move she was using, Calm Mind.

I admit that the view I was beholden to above me felt out of a dream. Gabby crouched slightly during her face-to-face with Grace as she calmed down. Her crotch was still exposed, meaning I could see her blue lips as I looked up. She must have sensed this as a bubble appeared around me again, lifting me up to her shoulder. Grace sighed as Gabby let go of her face and stood up. “Thank you, Mistress Gabriela. I lost my composure momentarily, and you helped me regain it. I apologize for disturbing your sleep”, Grace said, bowing. “That’s alright Grace. For now, let's talk about what's hanging between your legs. Come, sit”, Gabby said, patting her bed. Grace hesitated but sat down with us. 

“Ok, so I have to ask. What does it feel like?”, Gabby asked, leaning in. “To be honest, it’s strange. I didn’t even feel it until I took off that final piece. Now that I’m aware of it, it feels weird having something between my legs at all times”, Grace commented. I hopped off Gabby’s shoulder onto Grace and patted it. “Yes, it feels weird if you focus on it too much. Don’t worry; I can say you get used to it", I tried to reassure her. She seemed comforted but unsatisfied with what I said. "Do you want to try it out?" Gabby said out of the blue. We both turned to her, shocked by her question. "What do you mean to try it out?", "You know, try it out. See what it feels like to have it touched by someone else".

"Gabby, were you always this curious about sex? Why haven't you mentioned it before?" I asked this time. "Not until a week or two before Sabrina arrived. Ever since then, I've felt something awakened in me. Did you feel it too, Grace?" Gabby asked, placing a hand on hers. While she didn't respond verbally, her physical response said enough. "Very well, I suppose it would be prevalent to learn how my… member works. Is there anything we should start with,  Master?", Grace asked me. I had to think for a minute since my only experience so far was being shrunk with a Gardevoir. “The first place you could start with is feeling each other. Try just grabbing each others breasts if you don’t feel comfortable touching them lower down”, I suggested.

Grace was still hesitant but put a hand on Gabbys breast. Gabby initially reached lower but stopped herself and grabbed Graces smaller breast. “How does it feel?”, I asked. “Breasts are more malleable than I expected. Mistress Gabriellas, at least feel this way”, Grace commented. “Would you like to move your hand lower? You can only move if you want to”, Gabby said. Grace looked at Gabby’s crotch, saying, “It would not be fair if I am the only person who moves lower”. Grace grabbed the hand Gabby was using to grope her breast and moved it to her crotch. Gabby tentatively stroked Graces shaft, causing the member to enlarge. Her erect cock stood straight up as Gabby stroked it in her hand.

The pairs instincts seemed to take over as Gabby sped up her stroking before downing down on the Graces member with her mouth. For my part, I slid down her chest to where one of her nipples was. I gripped the digit with my hands and massaged it as Gabby continued her blowjob. Grace panted, trying to keep her composure as we went down on her. ”Ah! Master, Gabby! Don’t… stop, please!”, she shouted. For our part, we kept the pace going, only stopping to catch our breaths. During the last instance, Gabby laid over Grace's body while she sucked her cock. Grace fingered Gabby’s pussy as she had her hips above her. I was sucking on Graces' nipple until she grabbed me. I thought she was moving me to her other one, but instead, I was moved higher.

Grace slapped me onto Gabbys dripping swollen lips and held me there with Psychic. My Gardevoir gasped from feeling me pressed against her labia. She looked down at Grace, and their eyes met. She flipped herself, her crotch now hovering just above Graces cock. I looked at the member and then at the two of them. “Now wait!”, I blurted before Gabby descended on the member. I could feel both of their bodies quiver from the action. Then Grace began to thrust her hips into Gabby, my body being dragged back and forth inside her pussy. I could hear muffled panting and the rapid heartbeat echoing above me. There was something hard hitting my head each time Grace thrust. 

Her tunnel filled with juices, making it hard to breathe the longer their sex went on. I could feel the shaft I was being crushed against twitch and spasm. Suddenly whatever I was being bashed against opened, and I could feel myself being pushed in. I was halfway in before I felt Graces cock press against my feet, shoving me inside. I found myself within Gabbys womb! I needed to get out before I was trapped inside. Before I could flip myself to escape, a flood of liquid shot into the small room, filling the space. Her womb filled quickly, semen pouring in, leaving little air for me. Soon I was submerged in cum and could still hear the two Pokemon fuck each other. The longer their sex continued, the less air I was left with. Eventually, I passed out from the lack of air.

Later:

I had no idea how much time had passed, but when I woke up, I was still inside of Gabbys womb. Most of the semen was either absorbed or drained out. I sat in a pool of it, feeling my way around the dark womb. After finding the entrance to the womb, I tried to squeeze my arm through to no avail. I reached out to my partners through telepathy, “Hey, can one of you teleport me out? I’m still inside”. A bubble surrounded me, and I was teleported back out between the two Pokemon. Grace held up her hand and used a move I hadn’t seen her use in a while, Hypnosis. Her only command was “Sleep”, and I flopped on the sheets, still covered in juices and cum.

Some time has passed since I last wrote down my thoughts. I know you four will read this after I'm done, so please try not to go overboard regarding the new activities. I don't know how durable I am at this size, but please tone it down a bit. Also, be aware I will be writing down what happened. I'm sorry if you don’t want this documented, but if you have a problem with it, let me know. I’ll omit what I can.

Where was I? Oh yes, what happened after Gabby and Graces night of… enjoyment. I was the first to wake up, and I was stuck to the sheets. My eyes hurt from what little light snuck through the curtains. I pulled myself off the sheets and had fuzz all over my back. I needed to speak with the pair and required them to wake up. I pressed my hand on Gabbys crest and asked her to wake up. “Mmm, not now. I’m sleepy”, she muttered. “I know you’re sleepy, Gabriella, but I need to talk with both of you; please wake up”, I insisted. She muttered an "Alright" and rose from her bed. Gabby shook Grace awake, and the two dressed themselves.

"Good; now that you two are awake, we need to talk. What happened near the end of last night was not acceptable", I scolded them. “I don’t mind initiating it, being a part of the acts, Acreus; I found that I enjoyed being used as a sex toy in some facets. But I need you two to understand when I need to be set aside, set me aside. I don’t know how durable I am this small, but I was knocked out inside of Gabriella. I can’t imagine how bad things could’ve been if I hadn’t woken up. Do you two understand?” I finished. The two Pokemon sat on their knees, apologizing for their actions the night before. “We’ll try and not do that again, Master’ ‘Yes, that was unbecoming of us, Master, please forgive us”, they said. I sighed and asked for their hands. “Look, I’m not mad. We just need to be careful, is all”, I asked of them. 

After our talk, we showered and told Francesca and Hannah about the arrangement that was made. Fran didn’t seem all that bothered, but Hannah… Hannah seemed to grin more mischievously than usual. For the most part, Grace and Gabby watched over me as time passed. Fran would stay in the mansion's library reading books, and Hannah would wander around, usually with some berries in hand. Every time we sat down for dinner, I kept getting a shiver down my spine whenever my Hatterene would sneak a glance at me. I didn’t know her intentions until one unfortunate afternoon.

I was sitting on one of the counters in our kitchen while Grace cleaned up from lunch. Gabby walked in and discussed returning to the mainland for clothes and other supplies. While they talked, a three-fingered hand grabbed me, covering my mouth, and pulled me away. She pursed her lips and quietly walked to the other side of the mansion. Her room was full of cookbooks and pictures of food, and a small fridge in the corner. A pile of unwashed linens sat in a corner of the room. She set me down on her desk and loomed over me. “Well hiya, Master. I’ve been meaning to get your help with something, if you catch me drift”, Hannah said, licking her lips. "I assume you want some help with whatever is keeping you confined", I guessed. "You guessed right, love! It's just a wee little zipper going down the front of my dress. Should be simple as”, Hannah said.

Hannah used her hats hand to grab and hold me to where the zipper was hidden. “So why have me do this out of the blue? And why not tell Grace and Gabby you were taking me?”, I questioned her. While Hannah had been in my party for some time, she still was somewhat of a mystery. “Well, if it helps, I did leave a note for them, love. Besides, you said we could call on ya any time we wanted. I just happened to need you at the moment”, Hannah said. I sighed, knowing that she wouldn't give me more information than that. Psychic types tend to have some of the more interesting personalities. It didn't aid matters that Hannah had a naughty nature to her. Freeing Hannah from her clothes happened faster than with Grace or Gabby. My weight weighed down the zipper, sending it and me slowly to the floor. Hannah sighed in relief as I rode down.

Most of the time, a Hatterenes main body isn't that large. They disguise themselves with their hair to make it seem like they are taller and more intimidating. However, when Hannah flung her dress open, she had a full-sized naked body. When I meant full-sized, I did mean she had meat on her bones. Like the others, she had a new set of human-looking hands. She excitedly looked over her altered body while opening and closing her dress. Her body assumed its standard form whenever she had her dress closed. Of course, I was still watching from the floor, so I saw every jiggle from a ground view. Once she was satisfied with her check-up, she bent down to pick me up, her breasts swaying before settling back on herself. "Aww, love, I can't tell ya how much better I feel being free from my dress. Don't think I'll ever close it up again!", she exclaimed, shaking her hips. "You know the others won't let you do that. Gabby and Grace have been trying to make some clothes for me, so I doubt they'll let you walk around naked", I pointed out.

"Well, they're gonna have to deal with it; there's no way I'm putting on clothes", she pouted. I pinched the bridge of my nose and sighed. "Look, I hate saying this, but Hannah, I'm not asking you; I'm telling you. You need some form of coverage if you're going to have your dress open", I said sternly. A flash of anger washed over her face, and left just as quickly, "Very well, Master, I have an idea to fix that". Hannah said as she placed me on her bed, then walked to the pile and pulled out a pair of pillowcases. She tore one in half horizontally, then cut it along its sides. She set the dismantled pillow case in her bed next to me and sat down quickly, launching me in the air a few inches. Hannah proceeded to tie each side around her thighs and stood back up.

She then moved into the other case, also tearing that in half. Hannah cut a hole large enough for her head to fit through and split the sides. She pulled her head through, tied the cut sides together, and had a makeshift bra. "There, is that better? This is the most I'm willing to do", she said smugly. I remained unimpressed and said, "You know that wasn't necessary". She growled and snatched me up with her hats hand. "You know, Master, you're being quite cheeky for someone as small as you are. I think it's time for you to have a taste of your own medicine. Actually, I'd rather have a taste of you!", she exclaimed, lifting me far above her head, throwing her head back. I looked down and saw her mouth wide open, her wide tongue extended. She let go of my body, and I plummeted straight down. I felt my body land on her tongue with a splat, her taste buds feeling weird on my skin. It smelled like she had some kind of alcohol, which was impossible. I never bought any to bring to the island. Her tongue curled around me, bringing me into her waiting maw. Once inside, her jaws snapped shut, and she used her tongue to slap me around her mouth.

As I was being slapped around, I felt pressure from the side of her cheek as she pinned me against it. It seemed like she was holding her hands to her cheeks as she assaulted me. Hannah maneuvered me to where only my head was sticking out from her pursed lips. A message rang through my head as she continued her fun. "You know, Master, you taste better than any berry I've ever eaten. I bet if I touched just the right spot, I'd get a taste of your 'filling'", she said telepathically. She sucked on my body and flicked at my member with her tongue. "Han… Hannah, please!", I shouted, struggling to move. Her technique felt incredible as she nimbly worked me over. She wrapped her tongue around my leg and lapped at my cock as the minutes passed. I held out as long as possible, but Hannah won this battle. After a few twitches and a final flink, tiny droplets of cum splashed onto the wet muscle. 

I was panting from the experience, but to my shock, it wasn't over yet. Hannah sucked me in again, tilting her head back. My body slid down her tongue and my legs into her throat. Now, I was five inches tall after shrinking, but that didn't seem to matter to her. Each gulp pulled me deeper and deeper down her throat. I had to resort to grabbing her uvula to keep from sliding deeper. Before I could utter a word, my grip gave way, and she gulped me down. I vaguely heard an exhale above me as I traveled down the constricting throat. Her heartbeat raced as I passed it and slid into her waiting stomach with a plop. The inside reeked of alcohol. I couldn't even get my bearings before being thrown against the stomach walls. Above me, I could hear muffled moans and quakes of her body. I focused my powers to read her mind, and all that was going through it was getting herself off. Hannah was masturbating after eating me! I tried to call out to her or the others, but it was difficult, considering how much energy I used to stay awake. Something about her stomach seemed to drain me.

What felt like hours later, Hannah found relief and fell to sleep. She was the type of Pokémon who was hard to wake up after they went to bed. I couldn't raise my other partners, leaving me stuck inside her body. I could do nothing but call out to anyone who would be listening or nearby. After a few hours, I resorted to making my way through her by normal means. It was… difficult, to say the least, but after another 2 hours I found the exit. I pushed my arms through with little resistance, along with my head. Hannah was sleeping on her stomach, which meant I should've had an easier time escaping. Just as I pulled my waist out, she shifted in her sleep and switched to her side. When she switched, my legs were still inside, and now I was pinned between massive pale cheeks. My hands were sticking out from her cheeks, allowing me something to grab.

With some more effort, I pulled myself out from Hannah's asshole and crawled out from her meaty cheeks. I quickly ran along her bed before she could shift again and land on me. "Grace, Gabriella, Francesca, I need you to come to Hannah's room immediately. I need some help", I asked them through telepathy. I made no effort to hide my disappointment and anger. The trio teleported inside and were about to fawn over me when I raised my hand to stop them. I had Francesca get a chesto berry while the other two held her arms and legs. My Delphox returned quickly, grabbing Hannah's hat hand while holding the berry before her mouth. She reflexively ate it, waking up surprised at being bound. 

"Ugh my head. What ha- why are you guys holding me down?", she asked. I stepped onto her chest, meeting her gaze with arms crossed. "First, a few questions. One, where did you get the booze? I've never bought any", I demanded. "Booze? Oh, you mean the Pecha wine I found in that gym leaders bag", she replied.

"Why did you drink then if it belonged to Sabrina?", I questioned. "It didn't. She meant for it to be a gift. There was a note saying 'Thanks for inviting me' on it. I wanted to know how it tasted". She explained. "Then why didn't you bring it to me? For that matter, why did the fermented Pecha get you drunk? Pecha cures poison, and psychic types are resistant to it", I went on.

"I may have a reason for that, sir", chimed Francesca. We all turned our attention to her as she began to explain. "Like you said, baies are meant to aid in curing illness, sleep, or paralysis. But during the processus de fermentation, they take on the opposite effect. Instead of Pecha curing poison, it makes it poisonous or, in this case, induces ivresse. As for why it affected her, Hannah may be a psychic type, but she is also type de fée. She may not have been slurring her words, but her pensées et actions were impaired as the fairy part of her was afflicted", she concluded. "Do you still have the bottle?", I asked, to which she pointed to her fridge. I signaled for Grace to grab it. She brought it and opened it for me to inspect. One whiff from it made me step back. 

“Alright, I can see how the wine may have impaired your judgment. Now, can you explain to me why you decided to eat me and leave me inside you?”, I demanded. All four of their mouths dropped from the shock. “I- I ate you? But I only wanted to use you for pranks. I… I’m really sorry, Master. I never meant to go that far”, Hannah said. “Wait, does that mean you wanted to… put me in your mouth in the first place? And you drank that wine before you grabbed me?”, I questioned. She could only nod in response. I paced on her chest for a minute, contemplating what to say next. “Ok, here is what is going to happen. I am going to take a shower, get something to eat, and end the day. Hannah, you will get dinner, return to your Pokeball, and stay there for the night. As much as I value letting you all have your freedom, I have my limits. Grace, you will hide the Pecha wine and return to normal routines. Gabriella, can you take me to get cleaned once we’re through? Francesca, you’re free to do whatever you wish”, I finished.

For the first time after shrinking, I could feel some of my power returning. I rose into the air by myself. According to Gabby, she saw my eyes glowing. I know my diminutive stature wouldn’t command much obedience from beings taller than I originally was, but that’s the advantage of having psychic powers. I do hate being stern with them. In fact, I hate commanding them unless it is to defend ourselves from wild Pokemon or people looking to steal them. However, they still need to be guided, even outside of battle, I guess. I’m going to stop this entry for now and get some sleep.

After the wine incident, things around the mansion were tenuous, to say the least. Gabby would not let me out of her sight unless it was to let me bathe or talk to Grace or Fran. Even then, she'll have me nest under her crest in her cleavage or hands. I still had no clothes that fit me at my size either, so I was still naked most of the time. Hannah had stopped her excess snacking, although she did keep her distance. It's clear that even with how her naughty nature makes her act, she feels guilty about her actions. For the most part, Francesca kept to her spot in the library. I'd have Gabby take me to check up on her occasionally. She was always nose-deep in a book or busy practicing her speech. When she had evolved into a Braixen, she became fascinated with language. She may be working on either Paldean or Hoenn next. She even taught the other three how to read Kalosian and Sinnohian.

Like most other Pokemon, when Fran was still a Fennekin, she had a tendency to cause mischief or get into trouble. By most scientific examinations, a Pokemons "nature," as they call it, doesn't play into their personality until their first or final evolution. Some trainers say it plays a significant part in how well a Pokemon does in battle. That, however, is getting into statistics meant for people who are much better at analytics than I am. Anyways, Francesca was walking around the mansion with a stack of books in her arms. I encouraged her to teach what she learned when she felt ready. Her teaching methods were often like her nature: gentle and easy to follow. This time, she planned to teach what most humans learn from their parents or in school, the purpose of money, and how to properly use it.  I mostly slept through her lesson since it only covered some basics.

When I awoke, I was lying on a furry lap in the library. Fran's purple fur smelled of old paper and a campfire. Her body had visible alterations after the event. There was visible change as well, like with Gabby. I honestly don’t know how to define her breast size since I didn’t need to know it before I shrunk. I wouldn't say that she got fat like Hannah did. She's more plump, almost like a mother's body. Her kindness certainly made it feel like she would be a good one, at least. “Hey Fran, how did the lesson go?" I asked her. “Oh, Ethan. It went well, merci d'avoir posé la question. Comment s'est passée ta sieste?" she asked. “It was good. How did you get Gabby to hand me over," I asked as she set her book down. She brought down her paw and allowed me to step onto it.

Fran played with my hair, examining it. "I've always liked your blonde hair. It reminds me of the other Fennekins fur at the professor's lab. Ah, c'était il y a si longtemps. I simply asked if I could borrow you for the day. From what I can sense, she is waiting in a room near the library," she finished. She placed me on top of her head, pulling out her wand from her sleeve. I rode on her head as she walked to a lounge chaise couch in another part of the library. With a flick of her wrist, a set of books flew from various bookshelves, stacking themselves neatly on a side table next to the couch. "That's quite a few books. What's on the reading list?" "Oh, not much, a few language books, a history book or two, and quelques-uns pour votre plaisir personnel," Fran said. She slipped her wand back in her sleeve and grabbed me from my perch. I've noticed Fran speaks more Kalosian the more she gets nervous. 

"Personal enjoyment? Like some fiction books… or is this something more?" I probed. I'm sure she'd be blushing if her face hadn't been covered in silver fur. "Peut-être juste un peu. There's this one book that a Mawile wrote that I've been meaning to read," Fran said, setting me down on the couch. She reached for her neck and untied something. Her hands pulled back, bringing with it a vest made of her fur. Fran placed the vest on the back of the couch, revealing the rest of her dress. It had a wide v-cut in the middle of the dress, showing off most of her stomach. "Huh, so part of your fur turned into a vest then. That means your dress should come off with my help, then?" I asked. "Oui, it does. Therein lies the issue. Can you take it off of me?" she asked. "Sure, is it the back of the dress?" I answered. 

Fran flipped onto her stomach, allowing me to climb to her back. "There should be a zipper between my shoulder blades. I poked it with my wand, but I'm not flexible enough to touch it. I believe it should stop just above the base of my tail." Fran explained as I walked to her tail. Sure enough, there was a stopper with teeth running up her back. "Oh, so that's why you removed your scarf. Then let's get to work," I said. I made my way to the zipper, pouring energy into it as before. "Hey, can I ask you something? What should I do about Hannah? She's hesitant to come near me, and the other two have a tight grip on me," I confided to her. "She still feels guilty about getting ivre and eating you. Perhaps what would be best is a formal punishment rather than that one night in her ball," she suggested. "Do you think that will work? Wouldn't that just have the opposite effect?" I questioned. The zipper's bindings shattered, allowing me to pull it down. 

Francesca sighed contently as I pulled it down before answering. "That's when you comfort her. Some books here explain how mothers and fathers use punishment and comfort to help steer their kids in the bonne direction. In theory, it should work the same with other Pokemon under your care,” she added. Fran picked me up again, setting me on the armrest as she stood up. Her dress slid off her body, revealing short, white, silvery fur underneath. Her body definitely had the curves of a mother once revealed. She kicked her dress to the side and sat back down. "Ahh, that feels good. My dress felt heavier after the change. Now, mon maître, I believe a thanks is in order," she said. Her hand gently picked me up and brought me under her snout, pursing her lips. She pressed me against her lips, her tongue snaking out to my member. 

Francesca's tongue worked on my cock, erecting it within seconds before going to work. I thought the inside of Gabby and Hannah were hot, but it was nothing compared to a fire type. I thrust my hips into her, matching her rhythm. My dick felt like it was in a sauna while the rest of my body was outside. I held onto the underside the best I could, supported mainly by her finger. I could vaguely hear a slicking sound below me. Fran must've been fingering herself as she became more aroused. Her maw opened slightly, allowing me to slide in slightly. I swear on Arceus itself; the warmth that washed over me on Arceus itself was so soothing. My muscles unclenched, and I slumped against her lower jaw. She had her way with my dick once that happened, toying with me however she wanted.

I thought Hannah was good with her tongue, but Fran was on another level. First, she wrapped her tongue around my leg, flicking my member with the tip. I squirmed with each flick, much to Fran's pleasure. My body spasmed, and I grabbed her snout as I shot my seed onto her tongue. Once I recovered from the first technique, the psychic fox switched to a new one. Holding me between her thumb and index, she flipped me over. Keeping hold of me, Fran pulled me back and forth along her tongue. The contour of her tongue and the bumps of her taste buds added to the pleasure. She acted like I was a piece of candy, but she savored each lick. I thrust my hips against her tongue, saliva building up around me. Deciding she wanted more, she gently pushed the rest of me into her mouth.

Francesca pinned me against her inner cheek, battering me with her tongue. The wet, pink muscle slapped against me, slathering my body. The heat began to get more intense the longer she kept me inside. I thrust my hips against her tongue with each passing lick. I pushed myself off her lips, hugging her tongue while I humped it. Her tongue slipped out of her mouth, and she pressed me firmly against her tongue. Her finger pushed me up and down, my cock brushing against her taste buds. I couldn't hold out any longer, and on her tongue once again, my seed spreading itself out onto the muscle. Francesca must've sensed that I was exhausted as she wiped me off the best she could and set me on her tail. “Sleep, mon maître; you can rest here until you are ready,” she said, lulling me to sleep.

Four Hours Later:

Gabby had Hannah on her lap, lying on her stomach. “Ok, there’s been some tension for the past two weeks, and it ends now. Grace has volunteered to properly punish you since I physically can’t”, I said, sitting in Francesca's hand. Grace stood behind Hannah, whose dress was pulled away, exposing her rear. “After you’ve been punished, there’ll be no more moping, you hear? I want things to go back to relative normal. Are you two ready?” I asked. Both gave a thumbs up, but Hannah did look nervous. I nodded to Grace, who I swear her eyes twinkled once she had the go-ahead, and used Double slap on Hannah's ass. Each slap echoes through the room until she lands the fifth slap. Hannah's cheeks were bright red with hand prints spread across them. Gabby used Heal Pulse, undoing the damage.

I slapped Fran's hand, and she brought me to Hannah's face. She had a tear rolling down her cheek, so I wiped it away. “Hey, water under the bridge?” I asked. She nodded, and her hat hand pressed me to her cheek. I hugged her back, then was pulled away by Fran. “Ok, now with that out of the way, how about we start dinner? I’m thinking a nice soup,” Grace said, walking to the kitchen. Gabby helped Hannah to her feet and took me from Fran. “Let's see about helping her out, yeah?” I suggested. The three of them nodded, and we went to the kitchen, which Grace had mysteriously vanished from. She teleported behind us, saying, “Master, you have a message from Professor Sycamore.”

As I write this, I can hardly believe what's been happening. I'm back to my standard size again! Not only that, but my partners look normal again as well. I hardly thought it possible were it not for that reminder Sycamore called about returning to Kalos for Francesca's yearly check-up. 

Before returning to mainland Kalos, we discussed what to do about my partner's appearance. I was sitting on a coffee table as they talked. “It would be prevalent for Miss Gabriela and Franchesca to wear some modesty garments. Hannah and I don't appear any different as long as we are in our dresses,” Grace commented. The other three nodded in agreement, then began discussing what to use from my unused clothes. “I have a thought I'd like to share,” I said. They turned their attention to me, letting me speak. “Since we'll be in Kalos for Francesca's appointment, why don't we get you all some clothes? Downtown Lumiose isn't that far from the professor's lab. Why don't we take your measurements and get you some clothes? I should have more than enough, even if we have to get them custom-made”, I suggested. 

“Oh, that'd be lovely. The pants that I– uh, made are really what you'd call comfortable anymore,” Hannah said. Grace's eyes flashed with anger for a second as she glanced at her. Gabby cleared her throat and said, “If the professor finds out about our “conditions'', what should we tell him?” We went silent as we thought of an excuse. Francesca spoke up this time with a suggestion. “We could blame a Ninetails or a Mismagius. They're known to have la mépris towards humans. As for Monsieur, we need a means to safely transport him,” she said. Even without telepathy, I could tell that they were thinking. “Oh, just bring one over; I know you all were thinking about it,” I said. Grace teleported away from the room and returned with a spare Luxury ball. She set the Pokeball in front of me and stepped back. 

I knelt in front of the ball, it being an inch smaller than me. I tentatively placed my hand on the center button, clicking it in. It flung open, the inside glowing from the components within. The Pokeball still considered me human, at least, since it didn't try to capture me. I stepped inside, sat down, and signaled one of them to close it. The top was gently pushed downward, and I was confined. It wasn't uncomfortable, but I wouldn't say it's the best way to move my shrunken body. I called out, “Ok, you can let me out now!” The Pokeball clicked, and the top flung open once more. “Ok, with that settled, all that's left is who's going to steer the boat,” I said as Gabby picked me up. She set me on her lap and gently stroked my back. Francesca volunteered for it, saying she read several books on sailing and watched me steer it before.

After getting everyone's measurements along with making garments for Gabby, Fran, and myself, we set off for Kalos. The boat we used was large enough for the five of us and boxes of supplies we may need. The dock stretched out from our small island, resting just at the beginning. Gabby held me in her hands as we walked down. Just as our group walked out of the dome, their bodies began to glow, and I doubled over in pain. I felt myself falling but was quickly cushioned by something. When I opened my eyes, I was on top of Gabby but back to normal size. Evidently, the clothes that were made for me when I was small were torn to shreds as I grew, so I was completely naked. I quickly got off of my Gardevoir and helped her to her feet. I looked myself over, making sure everything was as it was.

Gabby stood next to me; her body also returned to normal. The other three were staring in disbelief, mouths agape. I turned to the barrier, walking back in to grab some normal-sized clothes. I doubled over in pain again, feeling my body shrink this time. “Goth! Gothitelle Goth!  (Master! Please warn us before you do something like that)” Grace begged. As it turns out, they could no longer speak like a human without telepathy.  Through labored breaths, I said, “Yeah– yeah, ok. Can one of you grab me a set of normal clothes? I'll come through one last time, then lay down on the boat.” Hannah volunteered to get my clothes while I walked through again. Francesca and Grace helped me onto the boat. They set me on a bed while Gabby used Heal Pulse to ease the pain. Once Hannah brought me clothes, we set off for mainland Kalos.

The trip only took a day and was uneventful for the most part. Because of the residual pain from going in and out of the barrier, I was seasick the whole way there. I stayed in the hotel room for the first day while my partners shopped for necessities. I felt significantly better on the second day, so I accompanied Francesca to Professor Sycamore’s lab. I sent the others to go clothes shopping. The checkup was routine enough; they took a few blood samples and had her fire off some moves. What worried me was when they said a strange reading was coming off her. The professor asked us if he could examine Francesca for longer. “Del, Delphox phox Del,” “She said she's willing to stay longer, and she told me to meet up with the rest,” I translated. 

Francesca hugged me before returning to the assistant's side, disappearing behind the building's door. I turned and began to walk towards the fashion district. I was lost in my thoughts, remembering what it was like to have my full powers back again, so I wasn't paying much attention to what was in front of me. That's when it happened; I bumped into the person who would change my life again. I fell back, rubbing my head, hearing, “Ooww, t-that's never h-happened before.” I looked up and saw a transparent, naked, floating woman rubbing her head like I had. Her long, dark, curly hair partly covered her eyes. She noticed I was looking at her and gasped, covering herself. “Y-you can s-see me?! H-how can y-you s-see me, m-much less touch me?!” she demanded. I averted my eyes and answered, “I-I’m a psychic. I didn't mean to bump into you like that.”

Other people gave me strange looks as they passed by, assuming I was talking to myself on the street. I stood up, looking at the top of her head. “How are you able to project like that? I've never heard of other psychics being able to do that,” I asked her. “Y-you’re a psychic? You m-may be what I-I've been looking for!”, she said, grabbing my hand. She scribbled something in my hand before floating away through a wall. Whoever this was left a glowing address written in my hand. “Gabriella, are you there? Are you with the others?” I asked in my mind. Gabby's voice was distant, but it came through clearly, “Yes Master, we are. What's wrong?”. “I uh- bumped into a person who flew through a wall and wanted me to meet her someplace. Can you meet me near here?” I asked her. “Understood, we'll be there soon,” she replied.

The address led to a cafè that was off the main road. My Pokemon were waiting for me, a building before the address that was given to me. They returned to their Pokeballs quickly after. I stepped in, a bell ringing above my head. There were few employees and even fewer customers. “Hello and welcome to Cafè Fantôme. How can I help you?” the clerk asked from behind the register. “Yeah… I'll take a small coffee with some MooMoo milk and sugar. Hey, by any chance, did anyone say they were meeting a psychic here?” I said, handing her the money. “Oh, you mean Haven? She said you might stop by. She's in the corner over there, next to the taller woman”, the clerk said, pointing at the corner. The shorter woman in purple and black appeared to be sleeping as I sat down at her table. By the time a waitress brought my coffee, Haven's transparent body floated through the cafe, with hardly anyone noticing her as she returned to her body. 

Haven sat up, rubbing her eyes as if she were waking up from a nap. She noticed I had arrived and perked up. “Oh, y-you arrived. W-what is your n-name Mr. Psychic?” Haven asked. “It’s Ethan. Can you answer my question from earlier? How are you able to do what you did back there?” I asked again. She waved at a waitress and sighed. “I-I’m what some trainers call a Hex Maniac. Some of us are able to p-project ourselves on the a-astral plane. Y-you must be a powerful psychic if you were able to see me, much less touch me,” she explained. I sipped my coffee, musing about what she said. “You could say that I am, yeah,” I muttered. The taller hex woman who sat at the table next to us chuckled saying, “You should ask him to show you what happened at his house.” I looked over to her and asked how she knew about my house.

“Let's just say your little experiment caused quite the ripple that those with physical or spiritual connections to certain Pokemon felt,” the older Hex Maniac told me. I was stunned, to say the least. “I– I hadn't realized how damaging my ‘experiment’ was. Would you… by any chance know how to fix it?”, I asked her. She sipped her coffee, her eyes looking off into the distance as if she were altogether on a different plane of reality. “Well young man, I can't say what I'm about to tell you will fix it, it will, at the very least, put you on the path to understand what you did,” she said, standing up. “What you need to do is take young Haven here with you. Traveling together should help you and her discover what you both are lacking,” she explained.

Now it was time for Haven to be confused. “H– huh?!? B-but Annabelle, I’ve barely m-met this man! How am I su-supposed to travel with him out of the b-blue? I o-only needed s-some insight, '' Haven asked her. The Hex Maniac known as Annabelle merely smiled, handing me a small envelope. “Ethan here often uses his powers to sort out problems that other trainers have with their partners. Work with him while he helps his clients. He has a weakness against ghost types,” Annabelle said, walking away. Haven was speechless, unable to process what just occurred. “So… does this sort of thing happen a lot between you two?” I awkwardly asked. Haven looked at me, looking as confused as I felt. She slumped back in her chair, stating, “ Sh-she’s always been like th-that. Annabelle has always been a m-mentor to the rest of us. Her advice and lessons c-can be cryptic sometimes.”

“Yeah, I can see her being cryptic would become frustrating at times. I wonder what she gave me,” I said, opening it up. A small circular charm with the outer circle incomplete at the top and bottom with two lines connecting them laid inside. Haven leaned in, transfixed on the charm. “Ooh, I’ve only heard about this from older hexes. Some say those charms are connected to Arceus,” Haven said, picking it up. “Hmm. If it is connected to Arceus, then I think we should travel together. That is if you're alright with traveling with a stranger,” I said. “R-really? You'd have some w-weirdo like me come along with you?” she asked, turning away.

“Only if you're ok with it. I'll give you whatever insight you want but if this has some significance to you, you’re more than welcome to join me,” I reassured her. Haven thought for a while, mulling over the idea. “Only if you h-help pay for some of the th-things I need for the travels. I’ve n-never traveled o-outside of Lumiose before,” she muttered. “Heh, alright I'll help with some of your travel needs.” I told her, “So what kind of Pokemon do you have on your team? I have a Gardevoir, a Gothitelle, a Delphox, and a Hatterene.” Haven clumsily pulled out four dusk balls, each with a different type symbol. “I h-have Yuki, my Sn-Snowrunt. Wisp, the C-Cyndaquil. M-Mizu my Frillish, he is a little moody. And last w-we have Kiko the Phantump. He’s a bit shy. P-please, take good care of us.”

May 16th XXXX: Before Haven and I went shopping for her traveling gear, I asked for her help getting clothes for my partners. She said she knew about some boutiques that sold hats and ribbons for Pokemon. “No, not like that,” I whispered, “I need actual clothes for them. You know, dresses, skirts, sweaters… underwear. That type of stuff.” Haven tilted her head in confusion at my request. “W-why do your Pokemon need underwear? Does this have something t-to do with your h-house that Annabelle mentioned?”, she asked. I sighed, thinking about how best to describe the situation I was in. Then, I had an idea.

“You said you could astral project yourself right? That means your mind may be more open to receiving memories from another person. Would you be willing to see what I mean?” I asked her to hold out my hands. Haven tentatively grabbed my hands and I concentrated on my memories. Flashes of the ritual rushed through my head and into Haven's. Then images of their physical changes flowed through as well. Before anything… compromising slipped through, I broke the connection. We both slumped back in our chairs, our heads spinning from the exchange. “O-ok, I see what you mean now. I can h-help them find some cute clothes. After all, I'll n-need some adventuring clothes as well,” said Haven.

May 31st XXXX: We finally left Kalos just over two weeks later. Haven took the ladies shopping for clothes while I bought supplies for the upcoming trip. The clothes surprisingly didn't cost as much compared to the additional gear and supplies I needed to buy for Haven her Pokemon. However, we more than recouped the money spent once a wave of trainers flooded Lumiose for the upcoming regional championship. Just as Annabelle predicted, Haven was a miracle when it came to helping with communication. A surprising number of trainers came through with ghost types. As a psychic, at least for me, it's always been hard to determine what a ghost type is thinking. With a Hex Maniac present, it made working out problems with their trainers much easier.

Anyways, our destination is the Sinnoh region. We'll make a quick stop at the house to drop off what was bought before making our way for Sinnoh. Most of what was bought for that anyway. Plus, if I'm going to be camping out, I may as well bring my camping gear too. It also gives the ladies a chance to drop off their clothes so they won't get dirty.

June 5th XXXX: There's another bubble surrounding the house now. It's taken me a few days to process it, but there's no other way to say it. Something changed about the bubble; it has now grown a more transparent outer shell. Grace was the first to discover it. Her form shifted sooner along the dock than before we left for Kalos. The only good thing about it is that I don't shrink when entering through the new one. Haven stood flabbergasted after watching my team take on more feminine features. “I s-saw it in your memories, b-but seeing it in person is… different,” Haven admitted.

“Indeed. As much as it hurts going through I have to check something. Gabby, be ready to help me up,” I said. She nodded, waiting by the inner bubble. I walked up and braced myself as best I could. A similar pain washed over me as I felt my body contract. When I came through this time, oddly enough, it didn't hurt as bad as the first time. I found myself in a cavern made of clothes, annoyed that they didn't shrink with me. I crawled up to the collar and saw a familiar hand waiting for me. Climbing on, the world rushed by me as I was brought up. “Welp, that's still unpleasant. Haven, do you want to come through or wait on the boat?” I asked. Her indigo eyes were transfixed on me for a moment before she said she'd stay on the boat.

June 11th XXXX: After the brief stop at the mansion, we continued on our way until we hit the shores of Sinnoh. Grace and Franchesca stayed home, reasoning it would be safer if someone was there to watch for any changes. Which meant I'd be traveling with half of my team. Canalave's ports were a bustle with ships coming to and fro. It was lucky we could find a dock that could house the boat for as long as we needed. Haven skipped off to the Pokemon center while I stayed behind.

Gabriella and Hannah watched as I packed the last of the gear we would need for our overland trip. “Gar, Gardevoir voir Gar? (Master, what are you hoping to find here?)” she asked, handing me a pair of gloves. “Remember when I told you about what I saw just after the explosion? If I have any chance to find Arceus, this charm is the only way I can think of. So our first stop after we're finished here is Jubilife City”, I told her. I hoisted the bags with our belongings and walked off the boat, my partners trailing behind me.

June 13th XXXX: Jubilife City held an unexpected boon that helped with my search. There was a museum filled with items from when people settled here a long time ago. It held books and paintings depicting the actions of a mysterious person who fell from the sky back when the region was called Hisui. That person traveled around the harsh, mostly untamed lands taming lord Pokemon and battling against the deities of time and space themselves. All the while being guided through a strange handheld tablet. At the end of their journey, they traveled to the then-freshly ruined temple atop Mount Coronet. What they found in the end was undocumented.

I wrote down some of my findings in a notebook and went looking for a staff member. Many of the staff seemed to be on their break because the only person I found was the receptionist. “Hi, how was your trip through time?” she asked cheerfully. “It was educational, to say the least. Can I ask you something about the old Hisui exhibit?” I asked. “Of course!”, she replied, “what did you want to know?” I opened up my notebook to the page about the temple. “A lot of texts over in the exhibit stated some sort of spiritual significance to the old clans. Could you explain why it was so important to them?” I asked. “Ah, many people back then believed that because of where the ruins were built before they were ruins, it was dedicated to all mighty Sinnoh. It’s generally believed that it is there because it’s the highest point in Sinnoh so it’s the closest one can be to Arceus,” she explained. “Thank you,” I said, “that explains a lot.” The receptionist said you’re welcome as I went on my way

June 19th XXXX: Haven has been enjoying herself on our journey around Sinnoh. There was even a painting in the museum that caught her attention. “There was a g-ghost type Zoroark that once walked the lands of Hisui,” she was telling me as we made our way to Snowpoint City. “It does seem fascinating. Was there any information on them in the museum?” I asked her as we walked towards Eterna City. We overheard someone saying that there was a rancher near Snowpoint City that bred Pokemon as mounts so we were heading there after Eterna. “Only the dex e-entry that was made on it. ‘With its disheveled white fur, it looks like an embodiment of death. Heedless of its own safety, Zoroark attacks its nemeses with a bitter energy so intense, it lacerates Zoroark's own body.’” she said, without stuttering.

“That sounds painful. I wonder why it would lash out so violently,” I said, watching a pair of Rattata cross the path. “Humans. It's said h-humans mistreated Zorua and Zoroark, causing th-them to change and lash out,” Haven said. Even if I couldn't read her mind, I could tell that recalling the story put her in a dower mood. “I bet if you ever got the chance to catch one, they'd like you,” I told her. We walked in silence for a while before she said, “Th-thank you.”

June 23rd XXXX: Even in the middle of the summer, Snowpoint City has a healthy covering of snow. For the most part, Haven has been keeping to herself once we arrived. Hannah's been loving the snow, saying it reminds her of the wilds back in Galar. I was leaning on the windowsill in the room we were renting for a few days, holding a spare Luxury ball. Even with it being the middle of summer, storms could come out of nowhere. Ideally, I wanted to trade or catch a Pokemon that can transport a person or two. Maybe even catch a flying and a fighting type, in case I need something to scout ahead or help bash through rock.

I set the Pokeball down and texted Haven to come over to my room. Once she was inside I had her sit on the bed while we discussed what to do next. “I do think w-we should take a rideable Pokemon for the journey up the m-mountain. Sh-should we see if–” Haven's words were interrupted by the sound of a Pokeball opening and closing. We turned to see the Luxury ball shaking, the bar along the middle glowing before settling once more. We walked over and opened the ball. A brief shine of light and a Rufflet popped out the ball.

June 29th XXXX: After accidentally catching the Rufflet, we went to find a Pokemon to ride up the mountain with. A man who was running a ranch near Snowpoint. He offered to give me a Stantler as long as I could tame it, without my powers no-less. That's what I've been doing for the past four days, getting kicked off or sent flying because the Stantler is being stubborn. When the 29th came around, the rancher came over to where I just landed. “Ye’ know lad, maybe ya oughta stop fightin ‘er an’ start fightin ‘er. ‘Ere, use this if ya win” he said handing me an old Pokeball. 

“Ok, I get what you're saying. Hannah, come on out!” I shouted as I threw out her ball. “Hat hat! (Let's go!)”, she shouted as she zipped towards the Stantler. “Play rough!”, I said as she jumped on the other Pokemons back. A cloud of smoke replaced where the two fight mon were before my partner jumped back. Her opponent staggered before firing off its own move. She charged at Hannah with a mega horn. 

The super effective sent Hannah flying back, knocking the wind out of her. Hannah growled and regained her footing. “One more hit, use brutal swing!”, I asked as her hat glowed with a dark energy. Before the Stantler could react, it was hit with the dark-type move and was knocked out. I tossed the old Pokeball at it and it bounced off it, capturing the unconscious Pokemon. The ball bounced and steam hissed from it until a little firework shot out from the top.

July 1st XXXX: After the fight, the Stantler was much more agreeable. She let me climb on and ride her around with no trouble at all. All that was left was to find a fighting type but I'm sure we could find one along the way. My two new partners also needed names as well. Haven was petting Stantler when she suggested one. “H-how about Skathi? She seems to have a majestic air a-about her, doesn't she?”, she mentioned. Stantler bellowed in agreement, startling us both. “Heh, I think she likes it. Skathi it is. Now what about our little flier?” I asked as she fluttered onto Gabby’s lap.

“Gardevoir, voir. Gard?” (She's quite the cuddler, isn't she?), she said, holding her up to her crest. Rufflet chirped happily at the compliment. I held out my arm and she flew onto it. I scratched under her chin and she called out, “Scree ra! (Love chin scratches!)” I chuckled at her response. “Hat, Hatterene hat? (Hey, how about Kara?) Hannah chimed. The little bird flew off my arm and circled over my Hatterene. “Scree ra, scree! (Me Kara, Kara!)” she chirped over and over. “Then Kara is her name,” I said, watching her do figure-eights above us.

July 6th XXXX: With the two new Pokemon, the journey was made much easier. Skathi struggled with me and Haven on her back but she was still quite fast. Haven wanted to go through the caves to get up to the spear pillars but as soon as we got near the caves entrance, it caved in. “Well, it seems we’ll have to take the long way around. Good thing we brought those camping supplies,” I said as I turned Skathi towards an old mountain path. Haven groaned as we started walking the path. “I w-was hoping to find a ghost type in there. Maybe even a d-dark type” she grumbled as she pulled up the hood of her coat.

“I know it sucks we can’t go through the cave. Maybe we’ll find something along the mountainside,” I told her, pulling a candy bar from my coat pocket. I handed it to her and she ate it slowly. “H-how are you able to stay positive with everything th-that's happened to you?” Haven asked. “I have to look on the positive side of things. I did something that physically altered both me and my partners. I have an obligation to fix what I broke. If not for me, then at least for my friends” I told her. She didn’t say anything as we continued, only hugged me a little tighter.

July 8th XXXX: The old path up the mountain was full of switchbacks and steep slopes. A few times we had to get off Skathi and walk along on foot because the path was too narrow. Kara was very helpful in finding safe paths to travel or to avoid certain Pokemon. Things were going well until a summer storm rolled around. We’ve been hunkering down in a small alcove for a day now. “This rain h-has been going on for a day now. Wh-when is it going to end?” Haven asked, looking out at the rain. “At least we don’t have to use any of the water we packed for now,” I said as I held a pot out in the rain with my telekinesis.

I set up a little gas campfire and began cooking a meal. As I cooked, wild Pokemon appeared near the mouth of the alcove, attracted to the smell. I chuckled as I added more food to the pot for our wild guests. A mix of types mingled together to escape the rain or were hoping for food. I had Haven portion out meals for us and our partners along with some for the other Pokemon. We sat down together, eating our food as we watched everyone else eat theirs. A Zorua came up to Haven and climbed onto her lap. It circled around a few times before settling itself against her lap. Haven looked up at me, excited and I urged her to pull out a dusk ball. Once she managed to grab one without disturbing it, she held it to its snout and let it sniff it. Its nose touched the button in the center, entered it quickly, and was captured with no resistance.

July 10th XXXX: Three days of rain later, we were back on the trail up the mountain. Quinn, the Zorua that Haven caught, settled in quite well with her team. Other than that, Kara and Skathi kept up their work by guiding us to the mountain. A Rhyperior gave us trouble as we crossed a more open part of the path. Hannah and Gabby took care of it, saving us from having to take another detour. The only thing in our path now was the snow that piled near the top.

“Wh-what are you planning to do o-once you get to the top?” Haven asked. We set up camp one more time before the final ascent. “I’m gonna meditate and focus my power on the charm. If you’re right about its connection, then I may find something out if I can connect to Arceus. Or at the very least, to a sliver of him,” I said, looking up at the peak. Everyone looked at me with disappointed eyes. “So y-you have no plan then?” Haven said. I couldn’t refute what she said and shook my head. 

July 11th XXXX: The Spear Pillars were eerily quiet as I sat there focusing on the charm. The rest of our group stood far back, cautiously watching as a purple aura surrounded me. The charm absorbed the power I poured into it. The charm itself glowed the more I put my energy inside it. “Please I ask of you, oh great Arceus, I need a way to fix what I have down. If there is anything I can do, send me a sign,” I asked looking up at the sky. Minutes passed and I got no response from above me or through the charm. As I stood up, a wave of exhaustion washed over me and I blacked out.

When I opened my eyes, I was floating in a black void, the same one I was in back when this started. The all-mighty being itself appeared before my eyes, nearly blinding me. “So thou arriveth to me seeking help. I shall only say this; take the charm thou were granted and use it to seek a path to evolutions long forgotten. Then, return to the place where this began and assay this once moe. Be sure the one human whom joined thou on thy first assay attends this as well” is all he said before the light faded away.

July 11th XXXX: After I woke up from talking to Arceus, I told everyone what I learned. Garevoir voir Gar? Voir Gar Gardevoir? (Evolutions long forgotten? What’s that mean?) Gabby asked looking back at where I passed out. I thought for a moment and pulled out my notebook, flipping through the pages. “I thought old evolutions were interesting, so I wrote something about it down. Look here, both Skathi and Kara have evolutions that, in the past were psychic types,” I said showing them the pages.

The group gathered around, peering at the words and pictures in the notebook. There were drawings of both Rufflet and Stantler and their evolutions. Rufflets would still evolve into Braviary, but there was a crown of psychic energy on its head. Stantler on the other hand, evolved into something larger with a snow-white mane and gray fur, its horns much larger than its past form. “I-if those forms are psychic types, then how do you do you evolve th-them?” Haven asked. I pulled out the charm and held it up, the material changed to some form of crystal. I said, “The charm will show the way I suppose. For now, let's get down this mountain.”

July 14th XXXX: We got stuck in a cave. On the way down, we fell into a cave and were forced to run deeper after a mob of angry Pokemon started to overwhelm us. On the plus side, a Riolu has been helping us get through the cave. Having a Pokemon with Rock Smash helped getting through the larger boulders more easily. All it asked was for food and help if any larger Pokemon came across us. “Haaaa, I wanted to explore a cave, b-but not for two days. At least I found a dawn stone for Yuki”,  Haven complained as we reached another dead end.

“I know you're tired, I am too. Once we get out of this cave, I'll treat you to some potato mochi back in Jubilife.” I told her. She lightly punched my arm, threatening, “Y-you better or I’ll c-curse you.” We stared at each other for a second, then burst out laughing. “Lu, Riolu lu Rio Ri! (Hey I see something glowing up ahead!)” she said, turning the corner. We rushed to catch up to her, only to find the faint glow was from some type of ore embedded in the cave wall. Before we could comfort her, she smashed the ore, revealing a bright blue sky and forest.

July 16th XXXX: After getting out of the cave, we went back to Jubilife as soon as we could. As promised, I bought Haven more than her fill of mochi when we arrived. The Riolu decided to come with us since she began to like us the more we traveled through the mountain. Laura became her name and she’s been playing with Gabby ever since. I also discovered the ore we found at the end of the cave. Though faint, the glowing ore resembled that of Origin Ore. I grabbed three decent-sized rocks and examined them closely.

I had a theory that, although it seems the energy within the ore is faint, it could be used as an evolution item. I put the three chunks of ore in a necklace which I dubbed, the Origin Band. I gave Skathi and Kara two of them, Haven took the last one. She said that Wisp might be able to use it after looking at the old exhibit again. I had no other use for it so I let her take it. Now all I need to do is figure out how to get them to evolve. For now though, I think I’ve spent enough time away from home. After a few days of resting, I think I’m going to sail back home.

We left Sinnoh soon after getting back to Canalave City, setting sail early in the morning. Sailing on our small boat disagreed with Skathi, so she stayed in her ball for the ride. Kara loved soaring above the ship with other flying Pokémon. Even at night, flocks were flying across the sea. I sat at the helm, watching various aquatic Pokémon swim by as the island my mansion resided on drew closer. “H-hey, Ethan? Do you have a s-sec?” I heard Haven ask as she stepped closer. “Sure, what's on your mind?” I said. She sat down in an open seat across from Gabby. “I'm… if I cross the th-threshold, will I shrink d-down too?” Haven questioned. I thought about it for a moment before answering. “No, I don't think so. Sabrina, the Kanto psychic gym leader, was there when it happened, and she didn't shrink,” I told her.

“H-how do you know her? I always h-heard that she was quite a rough gym leader,” Haven said, looking a little relieved. I chuckled at her remark and said, “Maybe a few years back. She’s a little less rough nowadays, I guess you could say.” Gabby came up soon after with Quinn in her arms. She handed the Zorua to Haven before addressing me. “Gar, Gardevoir voir. Voir Gardevoir Gar? (Master, our home is almost view. Shall I send up a single?)” Gabby asked. I nodded and watched as she walked towards the bow. Gabriella built energy between her hands and shot a Moon Blast into the sky towards the island. A few moments later, a blue Fire Blast shone above the island.

Grace and Fran waited for us when we pulled up to the dock. Unfortunately, the outer bubble had fully engulfed the dock since we were last here. “Welcome back, Master. How was your trip to Sinnoh?” Grace asked as she moored the boat to the dock. “It had some benefits. I was told to seek a path to some old evolutions with some new Pokémon I caught on our travels. Speaking of which, meet Skathi, Kara, and Laura,” I said, throwing out Skathi’s and Laura’s Pokeballs as Kara landed on my shoulder. The trio greeted both of them, Laura running up to Grace. She jumped into her arms, giving the Gothitelle little time to catch the Riolu. 

“My, it looks like Laura is fond of Grace as well as Gabby,” I joked as we unloaded our supplies. “Entrons à l'intérieur pour pouvoir parler de ce que nous avons observé. How was traveling with our Master, Madame Haven?” Franchesca asked as she levitated the luggage. Haven nearly tripped on the dock, having been asked a question without telepathy. “O-oh, it was quite different from staying in K-Kalos. I had a n-nice time,” Haven replied. Fran chuckled and said, “Bien, très bien.” Everyone crossed the inner bubble before I prepared myself, too. Gabby held onto me as I passed through, the pain of shrinking washing over me again. “I really need to fix that. Even if I keep shrinking, that pain is not something I need,” I remarked. 

Once everything was brought up to the mansion's yard, Grace began teleporting everything inside. I sat in Gabby’s hand when I felt an unusual pang come from my luggage. “Hey Haven, could you grab the charm out of my case?” I asked her. Haven said sure, opening up the luggage. When she grabbed the charm, it jumped from her hand into the yard. The charm began to shine, casting shadows as the light grew. Suddenly, a portal opened above it, with a massive shadowy figure looming on the other side. It was pulled through, revealing it was a Zoroark with white and red fur. Its eyes were glowing red with a wild might, the likes of which I've never seen. Gabby shoved me into Haven’s chest and used Protect just before we were hit with a Shadow Ball. “Get back! It’s an Alpha!” she shouted as she jumped into battle.

Hannah fired off a Psycho Cut, but it was blocked when the Zoroark shot Dark Pulse as well. Then, it closed the distance and hit her with a Slash, sending her flying. Even with my reduced size, I could see she was knocked out. The wild Alpha looked out of steam for a moment, allowing my team to get the upper hand. Grace teleported Gabby to our downed teammate while Fran shot a Fire Blast. The move hit it dead on, but it only seemed to anger it more. The Zoroark fired off an unknown move that surrounded Fran in a tempest of ghostly energy. The attack overwhelmed her, knocking her out as well. “Kara, use Peck! Skathi, Mega Horn! Laura, use Focus Blast to keep it on the back foot!” I shouted from Haven's chest. Kara missed her attack, flying back around for another attempt. Laura fired off bursts of Focus Blasts as Skathi charged in. The Zoroark held it off with Slash while being pecked. As I shouted Good job, I saw its head turn towards me. “Uh, E-Ethan, it's looking at us!” “I can see, yeah. Back up and send someone out!” I said as she backed up.

Haven fumbled with her Pokeball belt, trying to pull anyone out. Meanwhile, the wild Alpha had defeated both Kara and Skathi. It dashed toward us, causing Haven to fall backward. I forgot to hold onto her shirt, so as she fell, I was flung into the air and fell back down. I didn't even reach the ground because I was caught in its mouth. Zoroark's teeth sank into my frame, thankfully not puncturing any skin. The Alpha whipped its head up, releasing me and letting my body fly into the air again before I fell fully into its mouth. I could hear everyone shout for me as I was gulped down. As terrifying as it was, my member responded to the familiar warm, slick feeling surrounding me. I landed in its stomach with a plop, the smell of berries surrounding me.

An odd sensation washed over me like my powers were being tapped into. “Where is Zoroark!? Must fight! Must find kin!” I heard a muffled, angry, feminine voice say. She must've been dodging side-to-side because I was thrown against the wall of her stomach. “P-please stop!” I called out to the Alpha, banging my hands against the pulsing walls. Just as quickly as the movement began, it stopped. My pleading wouldn't have worked that well. It must've been something outside of her. Once more, I heard muffled speech. “Kit… Kit is protecting humans.” Haven must've pulled out Quinn to fight! She seemed to have calmed down, moving more slowly. The Alpha stopped and felt like it knelt down to look at something. “Zoroark, sorry. Kit is protecting humans, Zoroark stop now”, it said. “It's ok n-now. You're safe”, I heard Haven say through the Pokémon.

Since things finally calmed down, Everyone gathered in the yard, debating how to get me out. Using psychic to pull me back up through Zoroarks throat was out of the question. She immediately rejected the idea, giving off a low growl as Francesca tried to convince her. “Then, how about I try Teleport? It worked with the last… incident” Grace said, getting closer. Her familiar psychic bubble surrounded me, but popped almost as soon as it appeared. She kept trying, and each time it would pop. “This doesn’t make any sense,” she said, “I can’t teleport Master out.” “D-do you think it’s because she’s a g-ghost type?” Haven questioned. “I can’t be sure. Either way, Master is still stuck inside her”, Grace replied. Hannah cleared her throat and said, “It could try and throw up Master.” The Zoroark shook her head no, as I was told later.

“Hey Haven, do you think one of your ghosts could reach through her to get me?!” I called out to her. Thankfully, she heard me because I heard her release another one of her Pokémon. I felt a Frillish tentacle wrap around me, trying to pull me out. I passed through a black and purple veil until I was back outside. The group cheered, seeing my berry-mush-covered body free from the stomach. Mizu handed me over to Gabby, who immediately began to turn me over, inspecting where I was bitten. Once she was sure my skin wasn't punctured, she used Heal Pulse on me to heal the bruises left by Zoroarks teeth. The Zoroark in question was sitting across from us, holding Haven's Zorua in her arms. Its body had already been transformed by the bubble, her body growing breasts and looking more feminine. Her eyes still had a reddish glow to them, but it seemed to have dimmed. “Zoroark is sorry. Human was eaten by Zoroark. Hurt humans pack,” it said as an apology. I could sense my teams anger towards her, and they could probably feel my underlying frustration from being eaten. Though I wanted her to be punished at some point, I decided to make peace and said, “Look, we can sort out a punishment later, but for now, I accept your apology.”

Most of my team looked at me like I was crazy for trusting anything that she was saying. I didn't want a still wild Pokémon to start rampaging again. Letting cooler heads prevail was the better choice. With that sorted for now, I asked, “So, Haven, what are you gonna call her? She seems pretty attached to Quinn here; might as well make her yours.” She got a little flustered, pulling out a dusk ball. “U–um, if you're willing, I'd like to a-add you to my team,” Haven said, presenting the Pokeball to Zoroark. Quinn yipped about it being ok to trust her. Zoroark extended a claw and touched the center, allowing herself to be captured. “I'll b-be in your care, Shadow”, she said, releasing her. Thankfully, the wildness in her eyes vanished.

Later That Night:

I lay next to the crest protruding from Gabbys chest, unable to sleep. The faint orange glow illuminated her pale skin. After everything was settled and our luggage was brought in, we decided to call it a night. Haven took one of the spare bedrooms, talking to Shadow and the rest about the house rules. I wasn't nervous about sleeping in the same house as someone who's eaten me; I've already been through that with Hannah. I trusted Haven to make sure her team understood her. It was more that I got worked up from being swallowed and haven’t done anything as an outlet. I didn’t want to ask my partners since asking them to help after the attack felt awkward. 

“Hmm, Master, your thoughts are too loud. Do you need some help calming down?” I heard Gabby mumble from above me. Her blue fingers reached through her cleavage and plucked me from where I rested. She was half-asleep, propping herself up on her pillows. “Sorry I woke you. You don't have to help; it can wait until the morning,” I told her. Gabby pulled off my makeshift pajamas, placing them on her nightstand. “It’s perfectly fine, Master. To be honest, I couldn’t sleep much either,” Gabby said, stroking my thigh with her fingers. Her fingers slid around my pelvis, nudging my member with each pass.

“Have I ever mentioned how relaxing it is to hold you in my hands? It’s quite pleasant,” she said, rubbing my growing erection. “N–no, I don’t th–think you did,” I told her as she lifted me closer to her face. Her tongue darted out and slathered me in her warm, sticky saliva. I thought she would keep licking me, but instead, her other hand returned and pinched my member. Gabriella stroked my cock up and down, causing me to squirm in her palm. I started to thrust my hips, matching her rhythm. I looked up at her, her face showing signs of being pleasured. I didn't have time to process this because Gabby quickened her pace. “Gabby, I'm gonna–” I said as my body stiffened. My seed shot out onto her fingers as Gabby bit her lip, moaning in pleasure.

Gabriella leaned back, tilted her hand, causing me to off onto her stomach. She brought the two digits that had my seed on them up to her mouth, loudly slurping it off. We were both breathing heavily from the experience, but I still didn't know why she was. “Hey… how come you're breathing so hard? Your hands were busy with me?” I asked her. She chuckled, one of her hands returning to rub my back. “I used Synchronize. I didn't think it would work so well,” Gabriella explained. I was amazed that her ability was able to do anything like that. Maybe this dome surrounding the house was more useful than I thought. Seemingly still linked, we yawned at the same time.

“Ready to try and sleep again?” I asked her. Gabriella's finger, which was rubbing my back, stopped and pressed down. She slid me down her stomach, past her belly button, and under her new panties. They were moist from the Synchronized orgasm. I was gently slid and shifted until I was stuck against Gabriella's labia and the white and blue fabric that covered it. Her hand pulled away, patting me from the outside of her panties. “Good night, Master,” she said, as her consciousness slipped away. I made myself a little more comfortable before I tried to sleep. Once I did, I replied, “Goodnight, Gabby,” and began to sleep.