Pokemon: Reborn As Ditto

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I settled myself down on the table beside the bed, trying to look as innocent as possible. I let out a loud "Ditto!" just to announce my presence.

Misty froze for a second, and then slowly raised her head off the pillow, just enough for one of her eyes to peek out. Her gaze locked onto mine, and I could sense the embarrassment and suspicion radiating from her.

Misty's voice was laced with accusation. "You totally saw all that, didn't you?"

I nodded enthusiastically, crossing my arms over my chest. "Ditto di!" I chimed in, trying to look as smug as a Ditto could.

Misty let out a frustrated groan. "Arhggg..." she muttered, burying her face back into the pillow. 

Without raising her head, Misty asked me, "What are you doing here?"

I didn't bother answering, instead opting for a more dramatic entrance. I jumped from the table to the bed, landing with a soft thud that startled Misty and made her body jerk slightly. The mattress bounced gently under my weight, and before she could process what was happening, I wrapped my body around hers, hugging her tightly.

Misty let out a drawn-out "Ohhhhhhhhh", her voice muffled by the pillow. Her body tensed up initially, but as I held her close, I could feel her relaxing, her tension easing out of her muscles.

I snuggled in closer, my Ditto body molding to hers, and let out a contented "Ditto" sigh. It was like we were two puzzle pieces, fitting together perfectly.

After a moment of comfortable silence, Misty asked me again, her voice tinged with a pouty tone, "You didn't answer my question."

I responded with a cheerful "Dit ditto di di", as if that would somehow magically convey my intentions.

Misty's response was laced with exasperation. "You understand that I can't understand what you're saying, right?"

I do, that was the intention, but I took pity on her.

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My Ditto body began to grow, taking up more space on the bed. I was now bigger than before, and as Misty raised her head from the pillow, she was greeted by the sight of her own body double staring back at her. We were so close that it looked like we were cuddling, our faces inches apart.

I beamed at her, a goofy grin plastered on my face. "Now, ok?"

Misty's face fell back into the pillow, and she muttered, "Idiot."

As she lay there, her thoughts drifted to the earlier encounter, and her face reddened at the memory of the chiseled, handsome body I had taken on. "At least he didn't transform into that hunk of a man..." she thought to herself, grateful that her face was hidden in the pillow.

I wrapped my arms tighter around Misty, holding her close as I whispered softly in her ear. "Are you angry? I know I got a bit too eager and curious, and I didn't take your feelings into consideration."

At first, Misty's body tensed up, her muscles stiffening in response to my sudden proximity. But as I continued to speak, my words gentle and soothing, I could feel her relaxing, her tension easing out of her muscles.

She hummed lightly.

"I know I'm a Pokémon, and I don't always understand human emotions or boundaries," I whispered, my breath tickling her ear. "But I care about you, Misty. I want to make it right between us."

Misty's body sagged, her weight settling into mine as she let out a soft sigh. I could feel her heartbeat slowing, her breathing calming, as she processed my words.

"I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable," I continued, my voice barely above a whisper. "I promise to be more considerate in the future. Can you forgive me?"

Misty's response was a soft nod, her head moving fractionally against the pillow. I held her close, feeling a warmth spread through my body.

I held Misty close, feeling her body relax further into mine. "You know, I've heard that humans eat something called ice cream when they're sad, and it makes them happy," I said, trying to sound as innocent and curious as possible.

Misty's body stilled, and I could sense her eyes rolling in her head. "Ice cream?" she repeated, her voice muffled by the pillow.

I nodded enthusiastically, even though she couldn't see me. "Yeah! I've heard it's some kind of magical treat that can lift anyone's spirits. Would you like to go with me and try some?"

There was a pause, and for a moment, I thought I had made a mistake. But then, Misty's body relaxed further, and I could sense a small smile creeping onto her face.

"Fine," she muttered, her voice still muffled by the pillow. "But only if you promise not to turn into that guy again."

I chuckled. "I promise, I promise," I said, hugging her tightly. "I'll stay in my Ditto form the whole time. Let's go get some ice cream and make you forget all about earlier."

Misty nodded, slowly sitting up as I released my hold on her. Her face was still flushed, but there was a hint of something else too in her eyes. "Okay, let's go," she said, swinging her legs over the side of the bed.

Misty and I strolled into the ice cream parlor, me comfortably sitting on her shoulder. As we walked in, my Ditto senses were heightened, taking in the delightful assortment of scents and sights. The ice cream counter was filled with containers of every flavor and color imaginable, neatly stacked and glistening under the soft lights.

Misty's eyes shone brightly as she scanned the selection of ice cream, weighing her flavor options. "Hmmm, I think I'll go for chocolate fudge," she declared, her voice steady.

I let out a cheerful "Ditto di!" in agreement, eagerly awaiting my own scoop of ice cream.

Misty carefully placed me on the counter, and I watched as she requested her flavor at the ice cream counter. The server handed her a bowl of velvety, rich-looking chocolate fudge ice cream, and Misty's eyes gleamed with excitement.

As Misty savored her first spoonful of ice cream, a few stray droplets fell onto her nose. I couldn't help but chuckle at the sight, amused by the dripping ice cream.

Misty chuckled softly, trying to wipe the ice cream off her nose with her hand, but only spreading it around further.

She was suddenly self-conscious of the attention she was drawing from the other patrons.

I quickly reached out one of my pseudopods, gently swiping away the ice cream from her nose with a soft wipe. She looked at me gratefully, and I beamed back at her with a cheerful "Ditto!"

But as I watched Misty enjoy her ice cream, I couldn't help but feel a pang of longing. I let out a wistful "Ditto" sound, and Misty smiled at me, understanding my silent request.

"Alright, alright, I'll order you a scoop too," she said, taking a final spoonful of her ice cream before signaling the server.

The server looked at me inquisitively. "Another scoop?" he asked, looking from Misty to me in confusion.

Misty nodded confidently. "Yes, please, the same flavor," she said with certainty.

The server handed me my own scoop of chocolate fudge ice cream, and I let out a cheerful "Ditto!" as I dived into it, consuming the entire scoop in one swift move.

Misty's eyes widened with surprise as she watched me. "I see what you mean when you say you have a big appetite," she said, laughing gently.

Wait, when did I say that? Is she making it up as she talks?

Bah, who cares, its true anyways.

As Misty resumed her ice cream, a glob of it slipped from her mouth and landed directly in the center of her cleavage.

Wish that glob was me...

Her body jerked suddenly in response to the sudden coldness which only seeped deeper inside.

I couldn't help but laugh at the situation, amused by her reaction. I extended one of my pseudopods, gracefully easing it into her cleavage to wipe away the ice cream.

Misty's face flushed with embarrassment as she watched me without moving away in surprise. I emitted a mischievous chirp, enjoying the moment before she could react.

Misty shook her head, a smile still on her face. "You and your antics," she said affectionately.

Hell yeah, volcano cooled!

We spent the next hour or so relishing our ice cream and savoring some more flavors.

Too much sugar in one day? Ditto doesn't care bitches!

As we finished off our last bowls, Misty looked over at me, her face still beaming, and her stomach a bit bulging

"It was fun..." she said, her voice soft and gentle.

I beamed up at her, my Ditto eyes shining with happiness. "Ditto di!" I chimed in,

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