Hey, this is my first story. Since last time I didn't do this I got nagged by some guy on dA, although it's pretty obvious, I must do disclaimers.
I am not a massive company or the owner of a massive company. In no way did I create any pokemon. I am simply a minor in the southern United States. If you think I am a massive company centered in Japan you may need to get your eyes or brain checked more than twice. I only own Evelyn and ask that you do not use her.
TL;DR: I am not a company.
Also this story will contain vore. Don't read on if you don't like that.
Evelyn walked home, baffled. She had just gotten 80 Pokebucks from winning a battle against a traveler. That was more than she made in a day. All in under an hour. Maybe it was a viable side job, though she would have to open the rest of the Pokeballs eventually. She hoped that the others wouldn't be so inclined to eat her every time she let them out. Arbok had started immediately, she recognized the glint in his eyes. The 'get in my stomach now' look. So she had returned him to his Pokeball immediately.
She walked towards the town pokemon center, a place she used to frequent to ask already established trainers how they go so good. Their answers never satisfied her so she kept coming back every day after school. Her mom always had to call them to have them send her home for dinner. The nurse then knew her name, but she had long since passed away. Evelyn had heard she was found in the center, behind the desk. Nurse Vera always worked long hours. She came long before the other nurses and stayed hours after they had gone back home to their families. She was one of the nicest people Evelyn knew. Was.
She opened the door, spotting the pink haired woman behind the counter. She had heard she had sisters all across Kanto who all looked just like her. Unfreakingnatural. She handed her the single Pokeball, and asked,"Can you please heal Arbok?" Nurse Joy nodded and turned. Evelyn didn't make conversation, and left without another word. She started towards her house quickly, wondering what were in the other Pokeballs. She kind of wanted to open one but she was too scared to, what if it was like Arbok and ate her? It might not spit her out like he did. They could just digest her and go on with their lives, just like that. She shivered at the thought of it.
No, she didn't need to have that on her mind.
Featherweight looked over and tilted his little lead. "I won, I got 80 dollars. We might not be homeless after all." He didn't know about what happened last night, he had just gone to sleep. Self centered piece of shit. She put the Pokeball with the others and sat down. "Until we get more money, no more dust baths. You can just take water ones." Featherweight said, annoyed,"Pidg pidgey, pid." He flew off and Evelyn sighed. He was very spoiled on top of vain. She considered trading him for a moment. That would be the easiest route available.
She glanced at the other Pokeballs. If she looked in them she take on stronger rivals, who would give her more money. She shivered at the thought of it and sat down on her chair. She rested her head in her hands, taking a deep breath. Featherweight was just too expensive. She would have to try to get him in a poke ball. She could store him in the Pokemon center PC until she had enough money. Yeah, that could actually work for her. She would have to wait until the bird slept, though. That would be the easiest way for the both of them.
Evelyn smiled. It would just be a nice, long nap for the bird. A cruel, terrible thought crossed her mind. She didn't have to pick him up, even. He was starting to annoy her lately with his increased grooming habits. She had heard of people releasing or abusing their first pokemon, so she wasn't so bad right? She was going to get the bird back. He wouldn't be happy for a bit, but he would perk up when he saw how much better things were. Maybe she could move out of the town after a while and get a better job and house while she was at it.
The blue haired girl started towards her room, that was where Featherweight's pokeball was. She opened her door, resisting the urge to just crawl into bed and sleep. It was so inviting... Surely one minute couldn't hurt. No, she forced herself to stay up. She had something to do. She grabbed the Pokeball and slowly went towards Featherweight's favorite perch. It just felt plain wrong. It was messed up and she didn't like it. She rubbed her arm with her free hand. She just couldn't afford her Pokemon's needs, so she was putting it in storage until she could. That wasn't too bad. At least she wasn't releasing him. He'd never survive the wild.
She stopped when she spotted him on his perch, fast asleep. It was clear he just preened by the three 'too dull' feathers under him. She lifted the Pokeball. It was suddenly a lump of lead in her hand, heavier than her entire body. Featherweight stirred as his owner pressed the button in the center of it. He started to fly away, but he turned into a red light and was sucked in. She walked back to her room and set the pokeball on her desk, dragging her feet a bit. Now she was stuck with possibly four man eating Pokemon and felt like a jackass. Absolutely perfect.
She sat down on her bed, she would have to open the next pokeball sooner or later. Might as well be sooner. She lay dowmn, sighing happily. But for now she planned on just sleeping. Who knew Pokemon battles were so tiring?