Hours later, the afternoon sun filtered through the thinning treeline as I followed the winding path of Route 1.
At last, Viridian City came into view.
It was smaller than I expected. Nothing like the version I remembered from my old world.
There were no large Pokémon Centers, no imposing Gym marking the city, and no sign of Team Rocket.
Without those forces shaping it, the town had remained quiet and ordinary.
Simple. Unremarkable. Just another stop along the road.
I paused for a brief moment, taking it in.
Then I moved on. There was nothing here for me. My destination lay further ahead. Where the road narrowed, and sunlight struggled to break through the thick canopy…
Viridian Forest.
One of the most dangerous stretches of wilderness in all of Regalia.
The trees grew thicker the moment I stepped off the main route. The air grew heavy with the rich, damp scent of untouched nature.
Wild Pokémon here grew stronger than anywhere else. The dense, nutrient-rich environment turned even common bugs and birds into serious threats.
I could already feel eyes on me from the shadows.
As I moved deeper, I stayed alert, occasionally glancing at my PokéNav while keeping track of my surroundings. This path was nothing like the main route that led safely to the next city.
Nearly thirty minutes passed.
By then, I had gone far enough in.
I looked at my PokéNav.
Just as I expected.
The screen flickered once, then went no signal…
In this world, no one had ever managed to launch satellites into orbit. Maybe it had something to do with Ultra Beasts. Maybe not. Either way, once you went deep enough into places like this, technology simply stopped working.
Logical.
But annoying as hell.
I tucked the device back into my bag. A faint smile formed on my lips.
That just meant no one else would be around.
I lowered my gaze.
Eevee was right beside me, her fluffy tail swaying with every step as she refused to return to her Ball.
She had been like this the entire time, staying close and brushing against my leg every few moments. Those big brown eyes always looked up at me with quiet, unwavering devotion, as if she couldn't bear being apart from me even for a second.
A small smile formed on my lips as I reached down to scratch behind her ears. "You really don't want to rest in your ball, huh?"
"Eevee~♡!" she chirped, pressing her cheek into my hand and nuzzling it softly.
Cute.
And just a little possessive.
But I loved it…
I straightened up and led us a little deeper into the forest until we reached a small clearing where the thick canopy blocked most of the sky.
Perfect.
Far enough from the main path that we wouldn't be interrupted, but not so deep that wild Pokémon would swarm us immediately.
I needed to catch a new teammate soon. And more importantly, I needed to get both Charmander and Eevee properly battle-ready.
In this world the Gym challenge started with 2-on-2 battles right from the first Gym. No easy single battles. No holding back.
The nearest one was Brock's, rock-types. Tough, but beatable if I played it smart. I'd need type coverage. Something that could handle what my girls couldn't.
But first…
I unclipped Charmander's Poké Ball from my belt. The sphere still carried a faint, lingering warmth in my palm, almost like it remembered exactly what we'd done earlier that morning.
The memory of her tight little entrance stretched around me flashed through my mind. Those soft pink folds fluttering and leaking my cum sent a low throb straight to my groin.
I held myself back. We would have the full night to enjoy each other later. No need to rush now.
With a practiced flick, I tossed the ball high into the air.
White light bloomed across the mossy ground. Charmander materialized in a graceful spin.
The moment she fully formed, the thick, musky scent of sex and dried cum washed over the clearing.
It still clung heavily to her warm scales, carrying the unmistakable evidence of what we had done earlier.
She looked up at me with those big blue eyes. Her cheeks warmed the instant our gazes met.
She remembered everything. Every stretch. Every thrust. Every lingering aftershock that had left her ruined and satisfied on the forest floor.
Her legs pressed together as she looked away, embarrassed yet clearly not unhappy about it.
I knelt down so we were eye-level and gently patted her head. My fingers slid over those smooth, warm scales.
"Charmander," I murmured softly. "Let's start training."
In Charmander's mind…
Trainer wants to train me~
The memory of his thick cock stretching her tight entrance still lingered vividly. Her body grew hot just thinking about it.
But what she didn't know was that I really wanted her to get stronger. After all, reaching the Top 64 wasn't going to happen with half-trained starters.
Charmander still gave a small nod.
Then I glanced sideways at Eevee.
The two of them locked eyes for the first time since the ball.
Eevee's ears perked straight up the moment she saw Charmander. Her fluffy tail stopped mid-wag.
A tiny, jealous "Vee…" slipped out before she could stop it.
It was the same flash of possessiveness I had seen when she first caught Charmander's scent earlier.
She stepped closer to my leg, pressing herself tightly against me as if reminding everyone exactly who had been here first.
Charmander's tail flame flickered nervously.
She lowered her head a little, uncertain, but didn't back down.
A soft "Char…" escaped her as she glanced between Eevee and me, like she was waiting to see if she was allowed to stay close.
I chuckled under my breath.
Two cute Pokémon already competing for my attention… So fucking hot.
The thought of training them during the day and breeding them at night sent a fresh throb straight to my cock. They're both mine now. I wonder how long it'll take before they start fighting over who gets to take my cum first.
"Easy, you two," I said calmly. "You're both mine. No fighting over who's favorite, at least not right now."
Eevee let out a soft huff, but eased slightly, brushing her cheek against my thigh once more.
Charmander gave a small, relieved nod nearby.
I stood back up and took a few steps away, giving her space.
"Alright, Charmander. Show me what moves you've got. Let's see what we're working with."
Charmander's eyes widened for a brief second. A rush of embarrassment flooded through her as she realized I really did want to train her right now.
Her cheeks burned hotter.
She had been so sure he was going to do that with her again, and now she felt silly for expecting it.
Still, a small spark of determination replaced the disappointment. She wanted to make him proud.
She stepped into the center of the clearing.
Charmander planted her feet, drawing in a steady breath. Heat gathered in her chest before she opened her mouth.
"Ember."
A stream of small, flickering flames burst forward like scattered meteors. They crackled through the air, lighting up the dim forest for a split second before striking a tree trunk and fading out. The scent of burnt wood lingered.
She didn't pause.
Another breath, deeper this time. Her chest rose, then.
"Smokescreen."
A thick cloud of dark smoke poured from her mouth, spreading rapidly until the clearing was swallowed in a dense gray haze. Visibility dropped to almost nothing.
Through it, her eyes sharpened.
She shifted her stance, power coiling within her core. The air around her seemed to tighten as she drew everything inward.
"Dragon Breath."
A violent stream of greenish-purple energy erupted forward, twisting like a living current. It tore through the smoke and slammed into a tree with a sharp crack, scorching the surface and leaving behind a faintly glowing mark.
For a moment, the air shimmered where it struck.
I watched the last sparks fade, arms crossed as my gaze stayed on her.
Charmander straightened slightly under it, chest lifted, eyes bright. She was waiting.
Waiting for my reaction.
Waiting for praise.
But I said nothing.
Three moves.
That was all.
The realization settled in quietly.
Charmander's expression faltered the longer the silence stretched. The pride in her eyes dimmed as uncertainty crept in. Her tail flame flickered, less steady now.
She had been expecting more from me.
And I had been expecting more from her.
For a brief moment, neither of us spoke.
She looked unsure.
Then I smiled, stepping closer before kneeling down and gently ruffling the top of her head.
"It's good," I said calmly. "Three solid moves is a strong start."
Her eyes lifted slightly.
"But," I continued, my tone sharpening just a little, "it's not enough if you want to win in the long run."
"So we're going to train. A lot."
The doubt in her expression burned away almost instantly, replaced by focus.
Determination.
"Char!"
From beside me, Eevee gave a soft, supportive "Vee~," stepping forward as if ready to join in.
I stood up and cracked my knuckles, a faint, eager grin forming on my face.
"Alright, girls. Training starts now."
The forest around us felt more alive.
And far more dangerous.