(I guess this will end up being a sequel to God's Punishment since that was my most successful story so far, not sure how this one will end up. Oh yeah, I guess the Rapidash short story can be like chapter 1 or something. Anyway, do you guys like story more or just raw sex more? I tried to balance out the two in the Xenomorph story and that one seemed to go well.
Also, suggest some FF for me. I'm running out of ideas and have resorted to making sequels.)
Bloodlines - RD87 - Chapter 1
What the fuck? was all Darren could think when he saw his purple eyes gaze back at him. He blinked, just to make sure it wasn't an illusion, then threw a rock in the pond to double check. Something about his eyes seemed familiar. He thought long and hard about it, then it suddenly clicked.
His grandfather, the former Pokemon champion, had the same mystic eyes. Darren tried to remember facts about his granddad, but he knew almost nothing about him. There were pictures of him as a child, and his eyes were not purple. What the fuck is going on?
Darren limped back to his bicycle, clutching is swollen belly. Once he reached his bike, he put on his clothes and headed straight for the nearest town.
He stopped at the Pokemon center, and got a surprised look from Nurse Joy. "Oh my, you look like you've eaten a good meal." she remarked, pointing at his belly. "What can I do you for?" Darren limped to the front desk and asked, "Are my eyes purple?" The Nurse simply responded with a side to side nod. Darren let out a sigh of relief, maybe he was just seeing things. Although he was still unsure as to why the cum wouldn't come out of him.
He was about to walk out of the Pokemon Center when he looked at his reflection in the window, and sure enough, the same purple eyes stared back at him. He quickly turned around to the Nurse and yelled, "What the fuck do you mean they're not purple!?" The Nurse was shocked at his sudden rage, "Calm your language. I don't know what you're seeing but they're not purple! Do you need help?"
Darren was so confused, and he hated being confused. "Give me a blood test, I want to know what's going on." The Nurse nodded and said, "Right this way sir. And, do you need anything for that limp?" Darren shaked his head no and followed the nurse into a room.
She took a blood sample and ran an analysis on a computer. She squinted at the results, not sure what she was seeing. "Are you a Ditto, by chance?" she asked Darren. "What? Why would you ask that?" Darren got up from his seat and looked at the computer screen, and for a reason he couldn't comprehend, he was seeing a percentage of his blood as Ditto fluids. He ordered her to take it again, hoping something was messed up. Same results, and the same confused expression on both their faces.
"I can call someone that might know what's going on. There's a Professor studying Ditto's, carrying on his fathers work on Ditto's" the nurse said, trying to find an answer as well. "Call him, ask him about my grandfather, Connor Schiftman." Nurse Joy dialed a number on her cell phone, then a few seconds later she was speaking to someone. "Is this Professor Clove?" Of course, Darren couldn't hear. "I have someone that wants to speak with you." She handed the phone over to Darren.
"Who is this?" The old man on the phone asked. "I'm Darren Schiftman. I'm the grandson of Connor Schiftman; former Pokemon Champion. I think somethings wrong with me. For some reason, part of my blood is the same as a Ditto's, and my eyes are purple." Professor Clove gasped, and said excitedly, "The serum!" Thoughts raced in Darren's head, mostly anger. "Serum? What the fuck did you put in me!?" The Professor told him to calm down, then said "My father created something a while back, a serum that would allow trainers to hear other Pokemon's thoughts and allow Mega evolution without a mega stone or bracelet. Long story short, the serum kind of failed, so my father went to Groudon to gather some of the Legendary Pokemon's blood so that thought hearing could be passed down from generation to generation. My father failed and had the serum taken and his memory of how to make the serum erased. But how do you have the serum in you?"
"I don't know... my grandfather had the same eyes as me." The professor was quiet for a moment, then said, "Eyes? I didn't know the eyes would change color... then again we only had 1 serum and he was hoping to recreate it after it was complete. Stop by our lab, we'll find more about your blood there." Then he hung up on Darren. He stared at the cell's blank screen, then a message appeared. An address, probably where the lab was. He sent the own message to his own cell, then said his goodbyes to nurse Joy and left.
He summoned Rapidash from his Pokeball. Darren needed to find out what was happening, and if he really was part Ditto, then he might be pregnant with a baby Ponyta. From what he knew, Pokemon take around a month and a half to two months until they are born. He looked at the address again. With a bike, the trip to the Professors lab would take 3 months but he could shorten that significantly on Rapidash, but he would use almost all of his money on vitamins, places to sleep, and food. He sighed and hopped on his Rapidash, who had a newfound love for Darren since he carried his child.
"Go, Rapidash!" He whipped the reins and dashed to the nearest Pokemart. He bought a bunch of nutritional pills, food, and a crap ton of Ramen for himself since he needed money to spare. Then, they were gone with the wind.
They rode for hours, and eventually came to a stop near a lake. "This is good, Rapidash. Stop here and we can eat and rest." He got off his horse and cleansed some water from the lake. He took a small pot out from Rapidash's side pouch and stoked a fire. As the water boiled, Darren fed his Pokemon, then proceeded to make his own food. He chuckled to himself, because he takes better care of his Pokemon than he does to himself.
After they were fed, Darren and his companion laid out in the grass again, wrapped in eachothers arms. Darren drifted into a sleep, comforted by the warmth of his Pokemon and the cum in his belly.