This is a discontinued discontined Version - See last chapter for information on the new story.
Two and a half year update: I may be rewriting this entire story as a new story soon. I need a very good beta reader as someone disappeared recently. The new story will have more detail, changed events, better character design, more dialogue for certain characters, a lot more explained on how stuff works, more backstory. The lemons will have more purpose and some will be taken out. There will be new lemons and most existing one will be more detailed.
The earliest chapters will change a lot given the lack of quality and the missed opportunities for details. Michael's experiences in this new world will be explored as well. The new story will make important changes and the new one will be considered canonical with my other stories in this universe. I do want to make the moemon more realistic and work by consistent rules.
It's been over a year since I've started this story. This is kind of embarrassing with how shaky this starts. There are also tons of small writing errors I will work on fixing. I can revise existing chapters, but not add early chapters that expand the plot without removing the story. I should have focused more on other characters such as Lindsey, Ryan, and their pokemon. I will fix this with chapters in the later half of the story.
Update 2: I've started correcting this story. Michael's family not knowing about pokémon is not very well explained. This leaves a few very unlikely possibilities which I'm not satisfied with. In the long run, it doesn't matter much since this will be Michael's only story and his choices are much more important than his back-story.
I do not own Pokémon!
It has been a week since Michael's family moved to the World of Pokémon. Growing up he learned that pokémon was just a game, unaware that it was real elsewhere. The story begins in New Bark Town, on the first day of Michael's pokémon adventure.
"Michael, I see you're excited to get your first pokémon, most trainers are," Elm said.
"Is it the same three choices?"
"Yes. We have Cyndaquil the fire type, Totodile the water type, and Chikorita the grass type. Isn't your sister getting a Pokémon as well today?"
"Mom said I should go first since I'm the younger one."
"Well then, you better hurry up before she shows up."
Each of the pokéballs had a label. Michael already knew which pokémon he was going to get, and its nickname was going to be Bubbles.
"I chose this one," he said picking the pokéball up with a totodile in it.
"Are you sure, you don't even know if it's a boy or a girl," Professor Elm said.
"The name I have for it isn't really gender specific."
"Ummm, there are some things we don't lets the Outside World know about pokémon."
"What do you mean Professor?"
"You should have a look at your pokémon."
Michael looked down at the pokéball and pressed the button to expand it. He never has actually seen a pokémon outside of the anime, who knows exactly what they look like. He then through the pokéball and in a flash of red light, a creature appeared. No, it wasn't a creature.
It was a girl. She was dressed up like Totodile, but she was most certainly closer to a human than a baby crocodile.
"Professor, what is this girl doing here!"
"She's your pokémon. This is what pokémon are like in the real world."
"But, she's a girl, in a pokéball, like what you carry around on your belt, and she has to battle, and be a pokémon, with a bunch of other pokémon in the same party, with one trainer, any trainer, who can catch girls with pokéballs, and do whatever they want with them, and it's a girl in a pokéball, with me all the time. Do you expect me to go catching other girls in pokéballs and just carry them around?"
"Yes," Said the professor.
"Excuse me," the pokémon said, "is this my new trainer?"
"Yes," said Professor Elm.
A female voice came from the front of the lab. "Oh my god, she is so cute!"
Michael's sister Lindsey had arrive at the scene.
Professor Elm, "Yes Lindsey, this is the first secret of the pokémon world. We kept this secret from the rest of the outside world. This here is Michael's totodile."
"Please to meet you," the totodile said.
"Aren't you precious," Lindsay said, "Are all pokémon like you?"
"Totodile, return!" Michael commanded as the girl suddenly turned into red light and disappeared into her pokéball.
"I hope the cyndaquil is going to be just as adorable, cyndaquil I choose you,"
One again, something very unlike a small creature emerged from a pokéball. The cyndaquil seemed happy to be outside of the pokéball. The fiery 'pokémon' turn to Lindsay, "Are you going to name me something cool?""
"You're so cute. I was thinking Faith, actually. It's a beautiful name I think," Lindsay said.
"But that's a girl's name."
"You're a boy?"
"Yes, I'm a boy."
The cyndaquil was more on the feminine side of being androgynous, but it wasn't beyond belief the he was a male. Michael thought back to the totodile, and reminded himself that she clearly had long hair, a skirt, breasts and other feminine features. Why did it matter to him? He knew, but didn't like the answer."
"No, this is just wrong. These are supposed to be animals. This is just slavery!" Michael exclaimed.
"You should think of it as a friendship then, or partnership, or maybe even as lovers," Elm said.
"It'll be a forced relationship, no better than rape!"
"Words like rape and slavery traditionally only applies to humans," Professor Elm said, "but aren't you a bit ahead of yourself?"
"No, this is utter nonsense," Michael yelled as he stormed out of the lab.
Outside Michael was about to return home, but he notice the Pokéball still in his hand. He didn't really want to explain to his Mom that he was actually carrying around a girl in there. pokémon were supposed to be cute animals after all. Who could he turn to? What person can possibly explain what happen.
He looked down at the pokéball, with the helpless girl inside.