It was a another bright and sunny morning here in Pallet Town. Onto our third day here in the Ketchum household, we find ourselves in a rather 'sticky' situation, and Delia is all but ready to learn what Muk spelled backwards really is. Turns out, Ash didn't leave that kuM of his back at Oak's Lab!

The Ketchum household's landlady woke up screaming face-down on her sullied bed.

Lifting her head up was a struggle with how the substance glued her down to a lower priority level, Delia constantly rubbing her hands over her face. She scrambled, trying to get the gunk off her.

Delia had risen up with her head on the nasty stain, and some of the stuff got into her mouth, making her spit constantly to get out the terribly salty taste. She knew she was a person that often tossed and turned in bed, and for that specific reason had washed that part of the bed thoroughly for 30 minutes before actually going to rest. Even if it wasn't thorough, how was there still so much on that spot? She ran to reach the bathroom, trying to twist the knob to no avail. Ash was already inside. "You BASTARD! Open up right now or you're grounded mister!" She got her hands dirty too, with the goop dripping across her face, down her chin, and onto her sleeping gown and the recently cleaned floor. At her order, the door unlocked, and Ash walked out in his usual trainer outfit.

"Oh, hey mom! Was just brushing my teeth and oh my gosh what happened to you?" Ash said, acting as sincerely surprised as he could.

"Doesn't matter! Get away from the door right this instant!"

The usually well-tempered mother pushed her son with an elbow, to which he didn't budge.

"Mom, I'm going to go out for a bit so I can get my Pokémon from Oak's is that fine?"

"Yes,yes,yes! Just go! Gooo !"

He moved away towards the stairwell, and told her bye. Delia ran to reach the sink, turning it up to maximum flow and rinsed her face off. It clearly became caked like frosting upon her skin as it dried overnight, now being so hard to wash off effectively. It was like she was getting a spa facial, but the facial is the type you would find on the adult side of the Rotom-NET. The poor, innocent woman constantly rinsed her face, feeling incredibly humiliated by the abused caused during her two turns of rest.

I should've cleaned it better she thought as she splashed faster and faster.

Better yet, probably should have switched the sheets

It was almost noon, and Delia had begun work on making sandwiches. Chores being a 9 to 5 job, she was incredibly exhausted from using all her energy cards to wipe off the filth splattered across her face, and was just waiting for him to return so they could eat lunch. Sitting at the dining table cooled off and less panicky, the exasperated mother thought of what happened last night. She recounted catching her damn son beating his meat using her panties as a cum receptacle after he was quite clearly yelling her name aloud. He even called her a 'bitch' when she was coming over to help him! What's worse was he thought he could get away with it by saying it was 'glue'.

When did her son learn to lie, especially so badly?

There was a sudden stillness in the air that turned the room quite unnerving.

That was when it hit her.

Was he lying about just wanting her to move over when he grabbed her bum?

It was then that she remembered the first day of Ash's arrival, at which she awoke from what she assumed was a wet dream. It didn't make sense to her that she had soiled herself, as she hasn't had such erotic night discharges since she was a teenager, and it was weird how it only happened when her son was sleeping with her. Delia recounted that she noticed he had one eye partially opened, which she ignored at the time as she guessed he just slept like that.

However a mother knows best. Her son doesn't sleep like that.

She now realized it all. Was, was he touching her? Making her try to moan for him? She shuttered at the idea her little boy was using her. However, it goes along logically with what happened last night. Ash was yelling her name constantly, and using specifically her panties around his dick to jerk himself off.

"Oh my goodness... Ash was masturbating to me..." she said, stunned.

As she went in deeper on the idea, she heard a knock at the front door. Delia paused, her gaze switching towards it. Another pair of knocks were hammered.

Slowly getting up, the aware woman went over to the knocks.

"Oh boy, you're in so much trouble mister," Delia said with a bamboo stick in tow, swinging the door widely. "What do you think you're doing using your mother as some little- Bulb...asaur?"

The armed mother stopped herself, seeing down at her calf-height a familiar looking Bulbasaur smiling towards her. "Bulba!" the leafed frog said, waddling itself into the home. Closing the door behind them, Delia followed the unpocketed monster back into the living room.

"H-hi Bulbasaur. Where's Ash? Did he come with you?" She said as she continued trailing the curious little guy.

"Bulba! Bulbasaur!"

The green dinosaur nodded, and walked towards the dining table. The naive woman smiled, going over to a Pokemon without carrying any of her own. The ever reliable Mimey was currently off doing some errands for a few days, traveling across the land and searching far and wide for some sweet deals to meal prep with.

The loyal chief of the forest got atop of a chair, and motioned his stubby forearms towards a sandwich.

"Oh no, silly. That right there is for Ash. We will be eating once that monster gets back here. I know, I have some pokeblocks hanging around somewhere around! Hold on, Bulbasaur."

As Delia was turning around to look for the proper feed, she saw from the corner of her eye Bulbasaur use his vines to grab a sandwich, and in one bite, ate it.

"Gaaaaah, I said NO!"

Running over to stop him from eating more, she saw him hop off the chair, and aim its onion-like bulb at her. Before she had the time to choose a move, yellowish-white powder came out of the hole, and Delia suddenly found herself unable to move, turning stiff with her arms to her side and legs together. She fell to the floor like a priceless sculpture, trying her hardest to move her lips to yell out "HELP". The suddenly hostile Pokemon dragged his opponent with those vines up the stairs into her room. Despite their size, Bulbasaur are more than capable of carrying around a human, especially one as compact and petite as its owner's sexdoll.

Bulbasaur placed the paralyzed foe flat on the bed, before proceeding to use cut after cut to rip off her favorite clothes. In many ways, it was a blessing that such a move cannot be forgotten.

"No, stop it! I said, stop! A S H !"

Delia screamed into an echo.

As if some kind of summoning flute, she heard the door to the home open loudly and shut, footsteps rushing upstairs. At the room's entrance stood her baby, Ash, looking completely puzzled.

"Oh thank goodness Ash! Please, your Bulbasaur has gone crazy and paralyzed me! Get your pokeball out and return it, quick!"

Panic had made her forget why she was so angry at the door just minutes prior.

"Yeah mom, I'm getting my balls out, one second."

The reassured mother closed her eyes in relief, Bulbasaur tearing away at her clothes while snarling. The sounds of her clothing being torn ceased, but not because Bulbasaur had been asked to stop. Delia could feel that her outfit was all but gone now, a draft flowing across her exposed skin. After what seemed like forever, Delia had enough, and screamed at her boy.

"What's taking you so long, Ash! All you had to do was take out its pokeball and Bulbasaur would have sto-." She was cut short by something inserting itself into her mouth, and she felt hands on the back of her head.

Are... Are you fucking serious?!

opened her eyes, to see infront of her was her son's bare thighs, with a bundle of short fuzz directly in front of her.

She looked up, and saw her son with his head down, eyes fixated on her as he thrusted into her wet mouth.

"Oh, yeah mom. Your mouth feels so warm and homely."

She gagged as her throat was clogged by her son's thick, high attack member, and she winced whenever he pushed her head into his crotch. She made constant attempts to breath through her mouth, causing his dick to twitch from the exhaled air. Ash moaned, and Delia screamed, causing more air to blow on the boy's cock and making Ash moan louder.

"Yeah mom, struggling makes it sooooo-o-o-o much betterrrrrrr."

He thrusted, then thrust some more, before gasping and spasming, releasing semen directly down the pipe. The pipe's owner gagged, with a lot of drainage sputtering out from the sides of her juicy lips. She was given the hidden ability to breath back after he released his cock from her excellently-crafted throat. She was cackling and breathless, finally able to move her arms with the paralysis wearing off.

"Oh, just in time. Can't believe the plan is going smoothly."

She didn't have time to react to the revelation, as Ash ordered Bulbasaur to move her such that her torso was at on the wall of the bed. As told, Bulbasaur positioned itself to the right of the enemy's body, which was fully exposed as all of her clothing was ripped up and now just pieces of cloth scattered across the floor and bed. Free from the paralysis, she tried to push the tackling monster off her, but even if she was tired and out of breath from being forcefully entered, Bulbasaur's higher level and base states made it simply have to use those deadly vines to keep his attacker on the wall. Ash got on the bed, moving his body over to her.

All she could do was whimper and quietly say "no".

Fully erect once more, the boy from Pallet Town spread his mother's wide hips open, which did wish to close themselves back, but were instead trembling with fear. Carefully, Ash mounted his birth place as well as he could, without the saddle needed for a bumpy ride.

"A-Ash...wh-what do you th-think you're d-doing?"

Delia was wide-eyed, and gasped when the entire length went inside her. Her son placed his right index finger on her mouth, and made a 'shh' noise. Ash lowered the finger down from mom's chin, down to her neck, and when it reached her magnificent chest, collided with the thumb to pinch down on her nipple. She let out a slight moan, and Ash used her weakness to enter. Ash locked lips with his mother, and began to thrust his weight inside his procreator. He placed his hands around her waist, and rhythmically went in and out.

"Mmrph mm! mya mmrph!"

She struggled to even struggle. She unconsciously swirled tongues with him, and became lost in an orgasm. Here she was, being fucked by her son, completely out of options. All she could really do was just 'enjoy' the moment, let him have his way with 'mommy', with the only resistance left being her arms trying to beat Bulbasaur's vines off. She was but a standard, pink Fairy-type. Ash's Dark beat up of her insides should have been well resisted, and she would have been free to damage him super effectively.

However, Ash was no normal edgelord. After embarrassment after embarrassment, harassment from Team Rocket at every single route of this shitty region, Ash had evolved into a Poison type.

Every dynamaxed thrust made her moan out of unwanted ecstasy, and every time his tongue reached hers, the assaulted mom all but shivered. She unwillingly thrusted back, following her attacker's rhythm to collide as deep as his cock can go inside her. Sensing a strong style approaching, Ash had the kiss broken, and both were left lapping like dogs for oxygen.

"I'm going to cum, mom." He said, panting.

"N-n-n-no! I'm your mommy!" She panted more.

"I'm going to cum inside of you, mom!" She moaned.

Ash's pound turned from tackles, into takedowns, and now, into Submissions.

"Please! Don't cum in your mother... Sweetie!"

"Oh you're so tight mom I have to cum!"

"ASH! I'm going to CUM!" She shrieked, releasing her fluids out.

After not having had sex since she was around 18, she convulsed on her own child. Her long unexplored walls braced her son's penetration, but were unable to prevent his invasion. She broke from the inside, her sexual urges needing to be fulfilled after so many years, she had to have it.

"Cum in! No wait, don't! Please cum inside me! St-st-stop!"

She moaned every word, trying to battle her sexual urges with her sanity. With a loud groan, Ash bucked his thighs into Delia's hips in a penis headcharge, causing the low hp target to shutter.

"O-o-o-o-h N-o-o-o..."

He blew into Delia's constrictive walls, tearing them down and sending them both waves of pleasure. She was sweaty, weak, and loving it. With his mom's tightness being itself an equippable loaded dice, Ash managed to fire out 5 streams of cum, with each round of gunk shots pumping into her cervix, causing her to shake and jiggle. When the attack finally ended with a guaranteed critical-hit, the motherly foe fainted, and was unable to battle her son any further through a whiteout. Ash returned Bulbasaur to its pokeball, thanking it for its hard work.

Delia awoke the next morning from the feeling of something slurping her tit. Looking under the strangely wet blanket, she noticed she was completely naked, AND her son was casually suckling on her breast. She screamed, turned bright red, and double-slapped him on the head. He got out from under the bed, holding his head in pain.

"The FUCK Ash!" Delia tera'd at the moment into a Dragon type, her anger at being stirred by incestuous naughty time leaving her in an outrage.

"What? I was just retracing my steps, Mom." Delia was incredibly red and forced into confusion.

"I know you jerked off to me you prick, and you're grounded!" As she was saying that, Ash, naked as can be, pumped his cock staring at his mother's perfect breasts. She quickly caught on, and covered herself with the blanket.

"Prick! Stop it! You're grossing jerking off to your own mother!"

He simply smiled.

"You think that's gross, imagine a mom who told her son to cum inside and moaned when he fucked her senseless until she blacked out."

She balled up a fist. "What the fuck do you mean you idi-"

The Meowth caught her tongue. Memories of last night eerily came back, flooding her head as he had flooded her now heavy pelvic area. Delia let go of the blanket, blanking out. He fucked me... he came inside me... I remember it now. He plowed his mommy, he-he fucked me... She was trying to process everything, trying to collect herself. As that was happening, she felt him grab her head, and pushed her into his cock, and as she knew what was about to happen, he burst.

Ash having been satisfied let go of the stunned headgiver's head, causing her to constantly spit out his toxic semen.

"I'm going to take a quick rinse, then leave for this place called Johto Oak told me about. Bye, mom."

He left the room; Delia left to choke on his sperm. Finishing the rinse, he left the bathroom and went towards the stairs.

"Oh, and mom. You don't have to rush fixing up my room, I found it fun sleeping with you, mother-son bonding time, you know."

He took 3 steps down.

"Also, until I win a region's champion league, I'll like to be comforted for my loss, just like this week. Love you, and I'll cum back soon, slut."

He ran down, and Delia heard the door close.

How many regions can there possibly be? She said to herself, getting off the bed trembling, pussy leaking, ass quivering, with legs flailing as she was walking to refresh herself.