Pokemon: Reborn As Ditto

Real Battle

A young couple sat in the Poke-Park, basking in the warm sunlight filtering through the trees. The boy, no older than 18, had his head resting on the girl's thighs, his eyes closed in bliss. The girl, a bit younger, gently stroked his hair, her fingers running through his tousled locks. As people strolled by, they couldn't help but sneak a peek at the boy's handsome face, his relaxed expression a stark contrast to the hustle and bustle of the park.

Of course, that boy was me, comfortably sprawled across Misty's soft thighs. I let out a contented sigh, feeling the warmth of her skin seep into my bones.

Misty's voice broke the tranquility, her tone exasperated. "Gosh, how long are you gonna lay like that?"

I opened one eye, peering up at her. "As long as you let me."

Misty raised an eyebrow. "When you said you wanted to try something out, this wasn't what I expected."

I grinned lazily. "I'd seen a lot of human males and females laying like this, so I was just curious why they do it."

Misty's gaze rolled. "So, did you find your answer?"

I turned my body around, burying my face in her thighs. Misty squirmed, her hands instinctively reaching for my head. "Yeah! This is the best thing I've had the pleasure of laying my head on."

Except Delia's boobies, I silently added, a mental chuckle escaping me.

Misty's face flushed, "You're enjoying this, aren't you?"

I didn't respond, too busy savoring the warmth and comfort of my current position.

But hell yeah, I am.

I lifted my head from Misty's thighs, a thoughtful expression on my face. "So, you were telling me earlier about Ash?"

Misty's face lit up, and she nodded. "Ah, yeah! Apparently, Nurse Joy forgot to tell him that he can't challenge the Viridian Gym Leader until he gets seven badges. He went to Pewter City this morning."

Her expression suddenly darkened, her voice rising in anger. "And he didn't even repair my cycle! Just left it like that!"

I reached out, patting her back in a soothing motion. "It was just a cycle, don't get angry." I added with a sly grin, "Well, then again, you look cute when angry."

Misty's eyes narrowed, and she playfully slapped the back of my head. "Keep your flirting to yourself, mister. You're not getting anything out of me with those."

I chuckled, unfazed. "I did get a lap pillow, so that must count."

Misty let out a defeated sigh, shaking her head. "So, what do you want to do now?"

I sat up, a mischievous glint in my eye. "Hmm, first of all, how about you battle me?"

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Misty's brow furrowed. "Battle? As in Pokémon battle?"

I nodded, my grin growing wider. "Correct. Is there any other type of battle also?"

For a fleeting moment, a stray thought crossed Misty's mind - a battle of a different kind, one that was fought on a bed, with tangled sheets and heavy breathing. She shook her head, banishing the inappropriate thought from her mind.

Misty's face flushed slightly, and she stammered, "N-No."

I stood up, stretching my arms overhead and arching my back in a languid stretch. "I want to check my skills a bit, so don't hold back."

Misty's eyes narrowed, her hands on her hips. "You sure? Even if I'm not the best trainer, I've trained my Pokémon for quite some time."

I raised an eyebrow, my expression skeptical. "Oh, really?"

Misty's face hardened, her determination evident. "Yes, really. I've worked hard with my Pokémon, and they're not to be underestimated."

I chuckled, a mischievous glint in my eye. "So, wanna bet?"

Misty's face was still riled up, her competitive spirit piqued. "Sure!"

I grinned, my eyes sparkling with excitement. "If you can't defeat me, you have to do one thing I say."

Misty's expression faltered for a moment, hesitation creeping into her eyes. But her determination quickly recovered. "And if I do?"

I took a step closer to her, my voice taking on a suggestive yet innocent tone. "You can catch me with your Poké Ball... I'm yours to do as you please... whatever you want to do."

Misty's cheeks flushed, her eyes darting away from mine for a brief moment. But she quickly regained her composure, her voice firm. "A-Alright, let's do this."

We walked through the Poke-Park, avoiding the crowds of people and Pokémon. The sun was still high in the sky, casting a warm glow over the surroundings. Misty led the way, her eyes scanning the area as if searching for the perfect spot.

After a few minutes of walking, she stopped at a small clearing surrounded by a cluster of trees. The area was peaceful, with only the sound of birds chirping and leaves rustling in the breeze.

"Here's good," Misty said, turning to face me. "No one will bother us here."

I nodded, surveying the area. It was perfect for a battle. I could sense the electricity in the air, the anticipation building up inside me.

I walked about 10 meters away from Misty, my eyes never leaving hers. Then, I turned back to face her, a grin spreading across my face.

"Let's start then!" I exclaimed; my voice full of excitement.

Misty's hand dipped into her pocket, pulling out a small, ping-pong-sized ball that suddenly enlarged to a normal-sized Poké Ball. She threw it onto the ground, the ball bursting open with a bright light.

"Go, Staryu!" Misty called out, her voice firm and commanding.

The light coalesced into a shimmering, star-shaped Pokémon, its body glowing with a soft, blue light. Staryu's gaze fixed on me, its eyes sparkling with a quiet intensity.

As soon as Staryu emerged from the Poké Ball, the ball suddenly shot back into Misty's hand, as if pulled by an invisible force. It was a smooth, seamless motion, like a reflex.

I raised an eyebrow, intrigued by this phenomenon. Apparently, Poké Balls returned to their owner's hand after the Pokémon was released. How quaint.

It was as if the ball was being pulled back by telekinesis. I couldn't help but feel a sense of wonder at this peculiar aspect of the Pokémon world.

Misty, on the other hand, didn't show any surprise at all. For her, it was just a normal part of life in the Pokémon universe. She simply pocketed the ball.

I watched as Misty pocketed the Poké Ball, her eyes fixed on me with bated breath. I raised an eyebrow, confusion etched on my face. "Uh, aren't you going to start?"

Misty's eyebrow shot up, her gaze flicking to my still-human form. "You going to fight like that?"

I shrugged, nonchalant. "Why not? Let's try it out."

Misty's expression turned skeptical, her voice laced with a hint of amusement - no, wait, excitement. "Alright, Staryu, use Water Gun... and, uh, don't use full force."

I waited for the attack, intending to dodge it with ease. But when Staryu released the water flow, I was caught off guard. It was way too fast, and before I could react, I was drenched from head to toe. I stood there, water dripping from my hair, my clothes clinging to my body.

Misty burst out laughing, her eyes sparkling with mirth.

"Finally got a bath huh?" Misty asked me teasingly. 

I shot her a dry look, but couldn't help the smirk that crept onto my face. 

I took a deep breath, my muscles tensing as I prepared for my turn. "My turn."

My legs puffed up, my muscles bulging as I rushed toward Staryu with incredible speed. I bent my body, ready to tackle the star-shaped Pokémon. But Misty was quick to react, shouting "Dodge!"

Staryu rolled sideways, its circular body moving with an eerie smoothness. I passed by it, my right leg turning back into its slime form and sticking to the ground.

The rest of my body rotated on it like a pivot, my left hand shooting forward with a loud whoosh.

My muscles had puffed up to an unnatural degree, as if someone had injected me with a bucket of steroids. My hand met Staryu's back with a loud thud, the impact sending it stumbling forward. My hand recoiled a bit, the force of the strike still resonating through my arm.

Damn it, that hurts. Note to myself, find a way to deactivate the pain nerves in the body during fight or at least tone down the sensitivity.

I stood up, my chest heaving, my eyes locked on Staryu as it struggled to regain its balance. 

I grinned, a triumphant smirk still plastered on my face as I gazed at Misty's stunned expression. "What, didn't expect that?"

Misty's eyes were wide, her mouth agape as she stared at me like I'd grown a second head. "What... how did you...?"

I chuckled, shrugging my shoulders. "Just a little trick I learned."

But Misty didn't have time to dwell on it, her training instincts kicking in as she quickly assessed the situation. "Staryu, use Confuse Ray and get some distance!"

Staryu sprang into action, jumping away from me with an eerie fluidity. As it landed, its large crystal core began to glow, and a blue ray shot forward, enveloping me in its warm, fuzzy light.

I felt my senses start to blur, my thoughts muddling together like a jumbled mess. My vision began to spin, the world around me becoming a swirling vortex of colors and shapes.

I stumbled forward, my legs wobbly as I tried to take a step. But which direction was I going? Everything seemed to be shifting, like the whole world was tilting on its axis.

I raised my hands, trying to grab onto something, anything, to steady myself. But my fingers closed on empty air, and I stumbled again, my body swaying like a drunkard.

As the Confuse Ray's effects continued to wreak havoc on my senses, I gritted my teeth and forced myself to focus on the brown, star-shaped Pokémon in the distance. My vision was still blurry, but I managed to lock onto Staryu's image, my mind fixating on its distinctive shape.

With a surge of determination, I let out a mental shout, my human body melting back down into its pink slime form. The transformation was rapid, the slime swirling and churning as it reshaped itself into... Staryu.

The unfamiliar body, yet somehow, it felt... right. The born instincts of Staryu took over, making it surprisingly comfortable to use. I marveled at how different the degree of familiarity was in each Pokémon form I took on. It was as if each one had its own unique personality, waiting to be discovered.

The good thing was, the Confuse Ray's effects were gone, and my senses were back to normal. Everything I saw was filtered through the red crystal on the center of my body, giving it a slight red tint. Not too bad, really.

Staryu, or rather, the original Staryu, seemed to be shocked by my transformation. But then again, it could be just my imagination. There wasn't much on our bodies that displayed emotion, after all.

Just as I was getting comfortable, Misty shouted, "Use Water Gun!" As if I would allow that. Sparks started appearing on my body, their intensity rapidly increasing. I recalled that Staryu could learn Thunderbolt, and I tried to replicate the sensation I felt when I used it yesterday in Pikachu's form.

My opponent's Water Gun was just about to be released when the yellow bolt of pure electricity struck it. The impact was massive, raising dust and covering the field. For a moment, I was blinded by the explosion.

Meanwhile, in a split second, the yellow color was changing to blue, and I had an ominous premonition. I stopped channeling the energy, feeling a shiver run down my... spine? Did Staryu have a spine?

The rogue bolts of lightning died out rapidly.

When the dust cleared, and I was left staring at Staryu, which was now lying in a crater, unconscious.

What. The. Actual. Fuck.

Is Thunderbolt supposed to be this destructive?!

It was the same phenomenon that happened yesterday at Pokémon Center. I had attributed it to the bad weather or whatever eye thingy that was leering at me. Was that wrong?

I stared at the crater, my mind reeling from the sheer power of Thunderbolt. If this was going to happen every time, I use thunderbolt or maybe even any electric-based attacks, this was something I needed to research about. 

Misty's eyes were wide with shock as she gazed at the aftermath of the attack. 

"Staryu!" she whispered, rushing towards the crater.

I felt a pang of guilt. I melted down to Ditto form, before again transforming into Human form and moving toward her.

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Author's Note: So I had made a mistake in earlier chapters. The nearest city to Pallet Town was Viridian, not Pewter City. I had honestly forgotten about that as it's been years since I watched the original series.

I am correction the mistakes in past chapters, but I hope you won't mind the stray ones I might miss.