There was mysterious weight on Michael as he awake. He recognized the shiny red hair as Sandie, although both of her hands were on his chest. That didn't solve the mystery of whose hand was grabbing his butt. He turned his face and saw Bubbles comfortably grabbing him from the side.

"Shhhh," she whispered, "You don't want to wake up Sandie."

He couldn't remember yesterday night that well. Everyone was so sad and crying last night. The last thing he remembered was all his pokémon holding him as he cried himself to sleep. Even Aerie was holding him tightly. Sandie was more scared than sad and he held her the entire time.

Michael could only wait and cherish the redhead using him as a bed. She was quite warm, as the pokédex said. He just wanted to see her smile. Aerie and Ella must have returned to their pokéball after he fell asleep. Waking up with snuggled up to these girls made him quite happy.

Still, Sandie's words from last night haunted him.

"I don't want to die."

Michael downloaded a map off the internet so he wouldn't take the wrong route again. There were three choices: head south to Goldenrod City, hike a treacherous route east to Mahogany Town, or west to Olivine.

Route 38!

He suddenly remembered about the Moo-Moo farm and the wild miltank that lived around that area. Michael had a miltank when he had the games, and it was quite reliable as well. He also really wanted to see what one looked like. He got a hard-on just thinking about the probable breast size. It's odd the he wasn't into overly large breast before, but something about the concept just appealed to him this morning.

After figuring out which direction west was, he head to Route 38. He mostly found magnemites and touros there. He spotted one through some trees.

She didn't see him yet, as she was munching on some grass like plant while relaxing on a hillside. He breast were a bit larger than he imagined, and her waist seemed a bit too small to support a girl that size. Upon closer inspection, she probably wasn't as skinny as Michael or even any of his pokémon but she wasn't fat. She wore a white shirt with pink spots on the side, and very short shorts. She had hoofs which look like they might be shoes. Her black hair shined a bit of green in the sun and went down a bit past her shoulders. She had cute cow ears and a tail with a ball on the end, conforming she was indeed a catchable pokémon. Michael wanted nothing more than to hold her to him.

Suddenly she hopped up to her feet quite like how a human girl with that build(if they exist) can't.

"Whose there?" she yelled, clearly sure someone was hiding in the trees.

Crap she must have good hearing.

"Go Sandie, use confuse ray!" Michael commanded as he shown himself to the Miltank.

"Yes, sir."

The super busty girl was a lot faster than either Sandie or Michael expected and she kicked her hoof square into Sandie's chest.

"Try getting up from that!" the miltank yelled as Sandie landed .

"Sandie, return!"

"So you're the pervert who wants to capture me. How many pokémon do you have left!" she said raising her hoof in the threatening manner."

"I have four more after Sandie," Michael said.

Michael realized his mistake and cringed at the memory of losing Pinky.

"Three actually more actually," he corrected himself holding up Aerie's pokéball.

"Are you alright? You're not very focused," the girl said sounding suddenly concerned.

"Aerie come out and use hypnosis."

Aerie materialized in front of the Miltank and the girl fell asleep. Michael threw a pokéball and the girl disappeared into it.

Michael looked at the pokéball on the ground think of the tough girl inside it. It should Suddenly it broke open the wild pokémon glare angrily at him.

"Aerie use hypnosis and stay up high out of her range."

Aerie flew up high so the girl could not get her. The miltank then march over to Michael and kneed him in the gut.

"Like hell I'm making eye contact when she's all the way up there," she said.

"Aerie use peck."

Aerie flew down and her attack met miltank with her attack.

"I couldn't help but laugh a bit when she did that," Aerie said.

The miltank caught Aerie by the ankle and pulled her down into downwards hoof kick.

"Fucking shit that hurt!" Aerie said disorientated.

"Aerie return!"

Michael fell over with the next pokéball in his hand. He felt himself nearly throw up, and then he remembered he skipped breakfast. He looked to the ground nearly passing out from the pain in the torso.

"I didn't hit you that hard, did I?" He heard a female voice say.

That's right; I'm trying to capture this girl.

"Please don't push yourself. By the way, did that vulpix you called Sandie know firespin? It would have made more sense to use that move. You don't really seem on your game today."

"I want to capture you fair and square. I won't give up or let you get away," Michael said holding up his pokeball with Ella in it.

"Okay, I won't run away. I shouldn't have hit you while you were down. You're clearly going through a rough patch. You can send out your next pokémon when you are ready."

Michael saw her lift extend her hand. He looked up and she seemed generally concerned for him. She even had a visible bruise on her arm from Aerie's attack. Michael accepted her hand and she pulled him up. Michael squinted in pain a bit but he didn't want to show to make weakness in front of his future Pokemon.

He decided the pain abated enough to focus through the pain. He actually did finally get a grasp on his situation. The smile she gave him made him feel happier than he thought would be possible since the incident at the gym. Micheal threw out Ella's pokéball.

"Use mach punch!"

The punch seemingly came out of the white light itself as the miltank took it with the biggest look of surprise on her face.

"Another hit like that should be enough, go for it"

The miltank curled up into a ball as Ella stuck her hard again. Michael threw another pokéball.

The pokéball shook a few times. It jumped up into the air and broke apart. The escapee was panting a bit heavily, but she had a look of determination; actually more of anger.

The cow girl tackled the small bug girl clearly knocking some sense out of her.

"Ella, you did amazing. Return!"

Bubbles was sent out. He couldn't just give up as that would be an insult to the pokémon that fought miltank already.

"Use bite!"

The blue haired blue jumped and bit miltank on the leg.

"God, that's hurts," miltank said kicking Bubbles off of her.

Michael quietly shuffled through his bag and found a Great Ball he picked up during his journey. He through it at the overly endowed girl, who manage to let off the beginning of a scream before being turned into light.

The Great Ball took quite a beating from the inside, but alas it shook no more.


Pokémon: Chelsea (Miltank)

Type: Normal

Sex: Female

Nature: Quirky

Ability: Thick Bosom

Height: 164 cm (5' 4")

Mass: 82 Kg (179 Lbs)

Breast Size: N

Attacks: Tackle, Defense Curl, Growl, Stomp

Info: Miltank is naturally tough, all female pokémon Species. They are caring pokémon, although they expect others to be as tough as they are. Most can lactate without giving birth. They are renowned for their large breast which average K in cup sizes upon adulthood.


"What the hell am I doing out here?" Michael said, looking down at the Great Ball. He was looking at her ball considering everything about his journey ever since he got to Olivine City Pokémon Center. He was alone with Bubbles in a checked out room.

"I don't know what to say to that. She did seem quite resistant, but almost none of wanted to be with you at first. Now, I really do feel like I'm really fallen in love with you, despite my original feelings," Bubbles said laying face up on the bed, "Give it enough time and I'm sure everyone else will follow."

"I can't just assume that everyone will. She had her guard down because she felt sorry for me. I wouldn't have captured her otherwise."

"Have you considered that you are probably just more sensitive? Losing Pinkie was hard on everyone."

"I really need talk to her and apologize. I can't stop about thinking at her inside the Pokéball and how she's feeling."

Michael threw the Pokéball on the bed and the girl appeared there laughing.

Yes, laughing.

"Um, Chelsea? Are you alright?" Michael ask utterly confused.

Chelsea calm down with her laughing.

"Well, I guess. It's just sort of funny."

"Funny?" both Michael and Bubbles said.

"I wanted you to fight at full strength and when you,do, I get captured."

"Don't you regret helping me?"

"I guess I'm too nice for my own good when it comes down to it. I would probably regret it either way. I just can't imagine how bad I would have felt if I was a jerk to you. It's probably not as bad as being capture though."

Suddenly her smile went away.

"I see you summon me here onto this bed. I'm suppose you want me to start striping. I'm just, um new, to er. I mean, as a trainer, you've had sex with all your pokémon right?" she asked depressingly.

"What? Oh no, I just want to apologize. I actually never had sex… with any of my pokémon, I mean."

Michael's face turned red. The pause in the sentence was all too clear.

"Really, you're a virgin?" Chelsea said, "That's great!"

"Really?"

"Yes, I've never been in a long relationship with a male who wasn't experience so I always got too nervous to do it. I really never expect to live up to their standards."

Their standards were probably big boobs.

Chelsea continued, "Well, I was prepping for for what I thought would be enviable. So know thinking about it, I guess we aren't going to do it?"

"Why do you sound disappointed?" Michael asked.

"I am disappointed, aren't I. You are... I... sort of... want... to... do it... with you," she said pressing her figures together.

Michael stood their in shock.

"Wait!" Bubbles yelled, "I want to be his first time, or well..."

"What! I didn't say anything about doing it now," Chelsea said, "Besides there was one thing I want to ask."

"Chelsea, you want to ask me something?" Michael said.

"Yes, what happen to that pokémon? You forgot the number of your pokémon, and I don't think it was a mistake made by counting."

Pinky...

"She, I umm…"

"I see," she said, "I can't imagine how you feel about it"

He looked up at Chelsea and it looked like she was about cry, reminding him how sad he was. She opened up her arms and hugged him with her large and warm bosom. They got closer, and closer.

"Don't tell me that was your first kiss," she said.

"Of course, not."

"Okay, just making sure," she said holding him tighter.

The sadness in his heart has long since disappeared and the bosom he was held up against become the source of strong warm feeling. Bubbles decided his back needed a womanly embrace as well. They both wanted him, and he wanted them both.