Hey guys, this is my first fanfiction I have ever written, come to think of it, this is probably the most I have ever written since I left school. Please take this into account and be supportive, hit me up with some reviews as I would love to get some feedback! Any suggestions as to where to take the story next are most welcome and I will take them into account. Happy reading fellow Pokémon fans!

Tom sat at his desk in his small log cabin he had built outside Geosenge Town to escape the ridicule he used to experience in his old apartment in Lumois City. A strong wind hammered against the cabin, whistling down the chimney and causing the shutters on the windows to bang rhythmically. His head in his hands he wept bitterly for the loss of his Pokémon team. It was a lonely life after the Pokémon league, the parade had been nice, all the fame and glory that came after it was too. But life had just started to become boring and empty for Tom after that, he had long since given up on Professor Sycamores request to fill his Pokédex , it simply lay in his bedside drawer gathering dust as the years went by.

His old Pokémon team was disbanded by this point, he was now 19 years old and the lack of battling had meant that he was forced to give up his Pokémon that had meant so much to him when they had defeated the elite 4 together. His Blaziken and Tyranitar were living with professor Sycamore in his lab, Dragonite had been released back into the wild on route 21 and his Lapras into the sea. He wasn't sure of his Magnezone, which had just disappeared one day, perhaps it was dead, he hoped it was ok...

Only one Pokémon had remained by his side all this time, his ever loyal Gardevoir. Tom's morose, tear-streaked face bent into a shaky smile just thinking about her. She was incredibly beautiful, much more so than any other member of her species. Her green hair would fall delicately onto her soft white cheeks, which blushed deep red whenever she looked at him. Her long slender legs moved seductively beneath her long gown, through which people would try to catch brief glimpses of them. Her breasts were soft, supple D cups, pushed up to the point of almost popping out of her dress by the brassier he had bought her. Tom remembered how she had squealed with delight and clapped her hands the day that he revealed that he was taking her shopping for human clothes. She had hugged him so tight and she always smelled so sweet...

Tom sighed and raised his head up from the desk, wiping the tears from his eyes with the back of his hand he cursed himself for succumbing to his emotions like that. For years he had fought his urges with his Gardevoir, and her sexual advances on him... Belle... Her name fitted her so well. But lately she had been becoming more and more unhinged, her previously lonely nature was becoming bolder, and she was becoming more sexually aggressive... MUCH more sexually aggressive.

Tom put it down to the their stress of the bills that were starting to mount up, electricity, gas, water, it all cost a lot of money and he had used up the last of his earnings as a Pokémon trainer to buy this meagre plot of land to build his cabin on. Pretty soon he was going to have to find another job, but he had never worked a real day in his life. He couldn't ask Serena for money, since he had stepped down as undefeated Pokémon league champion she had eagerly replaced him, easily powerful enough to hold the position.

He wondered sadly if he had made a mistake in that... no. No it was too stressful, it had been taking a toll on him physically and mentally that he could simply no longer endure.

"I'm home master!"

The soft, captivating voice echoed in his head, Tom responded with speech even though he needn't have as Belle, being a psychic Pokémon, could read his thoughts. To anyone watching it would have looked like he was talking to himself,

"Belle, I've told you over and over that I don't like that word, it's not a name,"

"I know but I think its attractive... powerful... don't you think so... Master?"

Tom could feel her smiling at how uncomfortable she was making him as she struggled to open the front gate. He stood up and went to the door to help her. Opening it and seeing her, she was even more beautiful than he remembered. Her green shining hair was being tousled and whirled about by the wind. Several bags of shopping levitated around her, she was sweating with the mental strength to keep all the bags aloft while still opening the heavy latch on the gate. Her dress was being blown up as she struggled with the latch, the wind raised it up and over her head revealing a tight green thong underneath that perfectly highlighted her smooth pale butt which bounced about as she fought with her gown. The cold air stung her buttocks and she clenched up as a particularly strong gust of wind hit her, making her butt even more round and peach-like. A passing bug catcher stared at her lustfully, clinging to his large hat and glasses as he passed.

Tom quickly ran down the path to her, grabbing her dress and pulling it down over her exposed curves, her face was bright red with embarrassment.

"Thank you Master,"

"It's no problem, all these damn stares you get, let me help you get these inside," he said, glaring fiercely at the bug catcher. A look of fury in his eyes.

The bug catcher quickened his pace and ran down the road towards Shalour City. Tom picked up a few bags, still holding Belle's dress down despite the resistance of the wind, and helped her into the house.

Upon entering the house they dumped the groceries on the floor. Belle picked through the mail that was lying on the kitchen table, face was still burning red from shame,

"How has your day been Master?"

Tom sighed sitting down at the table, he would never be able to stop her saying it,

"It was ok, I guess. I still haven't found a job,"

"Oh please Master, no! Let me take care of you, I can get a job! I can work!"

"No Gardy I could never do that to you, I've been looking into a job at the local Pokémon centre, hopefully if I hand in my resume..."

"Oh no! The.. the bank! They... They're going to take it!"

"Take what Belle?"

"The house! Our house! Th.. they can't do that can they? You.. you built this!" She stammered,

Tom stood up and wrapped his arm around her waist to make her feel better and pulled her in close, he could feel the waist band of her thong with his hand through her dress, the slight build of her hips pressed up against his side... Dammit concentrate! he took the letter from her hands and skimmed over it.

"It's true..." he said, dumbfounded.

He slumped back into his seat, dejected and broken.

"They're going to take everything!"

He didn't want to seem weak in front of his Gardevoir but he could feel he was at breaking point. Tears welled in his eyes and his hands began to tremble in fury. Belle knelt down next to him and clasped his hand between hers to stop him shaking, he instantly relaxed, but continued to stare at the letter which now lay on the table in front of him. His Gardevoir began to stroke his hand, looking deep into his eyes.

"I'm so sorry Master, there must be something we can do... There must be something I can do... to make you feel better..."

By this time she had pulled his hand to her chest, rubbing it gently against her cleavage, her breasts were firm and delicate to his touch. He turned to look at her. Her worried face turned into a seductive yet cautious smile,

"Belle.. I..."

"Shh Master, just let me make you feel better. I've wanted you for so long... Please? Just this once?"

... End of chapter 1

Well I thoroughly enjoyed writing that, if I get some good feedback for this I will knock out a couple of chapters this weekend, and, next time... Lots of lemons! Please read this slowly as it will build up to some very graphic lemon scenes. See you real soon folks!