It was 6:00 pm, an hour later than Ash said he would be home by. Delia Ketchum, single mother of one, was in the kitchen cooking up a hearty carrot stew for her boy's arrival. Recently placing top 16 at the indigo plateau, a result many would call amazing for a first timer going towards the League Champion title, Ash was left incredibly disappointed, if not depressed. Being the caring mother she is, Delia called her son home to take a rest; a stay as long as he needs until her baby feels ready to continue his journey to becoming the very best that no one ever was. As she brought the pot of stew to the dining table, the door has dinged. After a yearlong journey across Kanto, Ash was home!

"Oh honey, I haven't seen you in so long! Oh, baby, you're so much bigger now!"

Delia said with tears in her eyes as she went in for a hug. The young mother tightly wrapped her arms around the returning star as she closed her eyes.

"Yeah mom, missed you too. Now, may I breath please?" Ash said as if he was losing breath. Opening her eyes, she laughed and unwrapped him from her clutches.

"Oh, I'm sorry Ashy. sniffle Come inside, I made you something already."

As they walked into the house...

There's a time and place for everything, but not now.

Ash bonked his head upon the air with a thud, begruddingly slipping out of his running shoes at the entrance to the house.

"Hey Ash, where did you leave that Pikachu of yours?"

Ash sighed.

"I left most of my Pokemon back at Oak's. Wanted them to have fun and train after I'd lost and all. Misty's taking care of my water types."

Delia just frowned, but shook her self a bit to remind her to act positive for his sake. Motioning him to the table, she had went back to the kitchen. As Ash sat on his seat tired, he drifted his eyes towards his mother who was leaving to get something from the kitchen, he noticed her outfit. She was wearing a pink, flowery apron and a low-cut yellow dress.

Ash muttered under his breath, twirling the twistedspoon in the bowl. His mom was no 'fossil', not even close. She was remarkably young, just 29, shy of 30. She was an attractive women with reasonable b-cups, and a great figure for having been pregnant before. She had a face that made her seem in the late teens, with a body of someone who reached maturity just recently. No one knows the circumstances behind her motherhood status, almost as if she was simply placed in a daycare center with another man until an egg suspiciously appeared that would hatch into her first and only son. All the boys and their guardians back in PokElementary ogled at her when she came by to pick up her babyboy, constantly saying amongst themselves within earshot of Ash as to how much of a MILF his mama was and how sick of a lay she would be if they could use critical drill runs on her and use up all 40 power points of pound.

No growing kid should hear that about their parent, to which Ash just turned bright-red and would try to ignore using protect.

Returning to the table with a ladle, Delia stated, "Sorry for the wait honey, forgot where I put it."

Bending over the pot, she scooped the steamy liquid and began to pour it onto her son's bowl. His weary eyes wandered towards his mother's loose dress, where he could see a good chunk of his mother's plump breasts. Ash eeked , and looked back down. She began to pour into her own bowl, and when finished, sat back down on her seat. Dinner was served. As she drank her portion, Delia looked over to her son, who was looking down at his favorite meal.

"Sweetie, you should drink it soon before it gets cold."

She uttered sweetly, blowing on a spoonful before slurping it down. Her voice was that of a fairy-type, a being that no dark soul could effectively harm. She was no normal mother, but one that could go even further beyond.

Ash just groaned as a response. Slightly agitated, Delia spoke a bit louder, the honey in her voice becoming a little thicker to suggest concern. "Ashy, I spent two hours making this for you, as well as more stuff for our first dinner together in, like, forever!"

He didn't move for nearly 10 seconds, before sighing and lifting his head up a bit, placing the spoon until his mouth and drinking some of the stew.

Delia noticed her son's face was firing up. "Oh my goodness, Ash! Did you get a fever while away?! I told you to buy some medicine along the way with the money I sent to you on the PC!"

"It's nothing mom, I am not sick...I think."

The last part being under his breath. Going through puberty, his hormones were rising up, and he finally recognized why his older neighbors would make those obscene remarks. He noticed that his mom was, in fact, a mother he would LOVE to fuck. She was ridiculously hot, and had looks that he'd never seen in other women during his journey. The thoughts about his mom started to get him uncomfortably nasty, and he began to panic and sweat.

"Have you been doing 'the alcohols'?"

"Wha-what?" Ash stuttered, and was incredibly freaked out. He was getting hard from his sexy mom, and his mom thinks he had been drinking while away. He couldn't exactly blame her, as his face was akin to a bad case of Asian glow, but with breath not as disgusting.

"I knew that Brock guy was not to be trusted, something about the way he looked and stuff... n-not to be racist or anything, of course!"

Ash made quick glances across the room, noticed that rack was at hot as ever, and bolted out of his chair to go to his room.

"The fuck happened to my room?"

Ash looked around the area, taking in the transformation. There was a writer's desk, tons of clothes racks, paper filers, a fax machine, and tons of documents sitting around. Nothing he had was there anymore! He heard his mom quickly running up the steps, and she went behind him.

"Oh, I'm so sorry Ash! I thought you wouldn't be coming home anytime soon." she chirped. "Other young men your age don't typically visit their mommies a year into their journey like you did! I was going to let your room be a desk and closet space for 3 years, before setting your room back up good as new!"

Ash was angry, and felt betrayed by his own mother.

"Don't worry son, I put everything worthwhile into big disposable bags and put them in a storage locker a town away, your stuff is still around, just not cluttering up mommy's work!"

He was ready to ball a fist and hit her, but knew better to hurt a lady, let alone his own mom. What is this about storage lockers? Stuff in disposable work? Mom has a job?!

"I'm going to take a shower, Bitch."

Ash angrily grabbed some clothes from a rack that must've been his before he left, and went towards the bathroom. As he was about to enter, Delia grabbed him by his left shoulder. Turning around, he saw his mom with tears in her eyes, and a half-assed smile. "Ash, um, y-you can use my room for the week, I'll sleep on the sofa and set everything back up for you before you go." He loosened up, and sighed before walking into the bathroom.At least that bitch knows her place the horribly-mannered youth thought.

It was worth cooling off for now.

As he walked out from his shower, Ash felt these clothes were far too tiny for him now, meaning he really must've grown a lot like his mom said. He saw his mom in his room grabbing some clothes, getting ready for her shower.

"Mom, I apologize for calling you that..."

Delia looked up, and smiled at him. Picking up the clothes, she walked over to her sweet, innocent son. The boy who was the spark to her world, and why she puts up being one step below a crazy catlady.

"It's okay sweetie, everyone gets made sometimes. I should be the one saying sorry, not asking you if it was okay to mess with your room when you still live here." He looked down, tired out.

"You don't have to sleep on the couch, I know your bed can fit two people." Delia smiled, and kissed the future league finalist on the cheek before walking into the bathroom herself. He touched the mark on his cheek, and shook his head frantically as to prevent any ideas. Ash went into his mom's room, fell face first on the right side of the queen-sized bed, and loosely tucked himself in.

Ash awoke around 2 in the morning, unexpectedly refreshed.

The boy assumed it must've been from going to bed at basically 7. Looking around the room, he notice that the nightlight was left on. He tossed around, annoyed that he woke up so early and now had a long day ahead of him. He heard light snoring to the right of him, his mom sleeping sideways looking away from him.

Ash didn't know if it was the time, lack of nutrition from skipping his meal, him being a horny teen, or simply all of the above, but he moved himself closer to his mom, and stretched his left arm over to feel what mommy was wearing. Starting from the top, he could feel Delia Ketchum was wearing some thin, silky nightgown. Rubbing a bit up, he got to her round boobs, and squished the right one. The squeeze caused Delia to gasp, leaving a trailing whimper.

Now incredibly horny, he thought up an idea: to get some revenge on Mom.

Ash moved his hand down to under the gown, and went up inside the clothing until he reached what had to be her lingerie. He began to rub the loose fabric, which caused quiet moans from his sleeping mother. He used his right hand to go around her head, and dig in between the opening to her globes.

He fondled both systematically while also rubbing her freshly-shaven clit. The groggy mother began to moan louder, as well as shake. He knew his mom was a very heavy sleeper, so he moved his morning wood over to her rump, and slid up and down through the crack. This caused them both to shiver from pleasure. Through his pants, he could feel the outline of her crack, and was desperate to get in, somehow. After about 5 minutes, he heard his mother screech an 'eek' noise, and from his left hand on her pussy, could tell the fabric got wet.

Uuunh

She squirmed around from the pleasure, and Ash giggled from getting payback from her fucking up his room. Her squirming rammed his dick, causing it to twitch and caused Ash to groan more. The boy pushed his mother into him, slamming her sweet ass onto his boxers as far as he could, and felt her up. She moved her hand over towards his stretched boxers, and rubbed his cock, causing him to slam in between her sweet ass. However, he noticed that she began to awaken from the sudden action, and quickly dashed his hands out from under her nightgown, and moved himself back to his original position and shut his eyes.

His mother jolted up from her aroused slumber and looked back and forth dozily. She was breathing very heavily, and was incredibly confused. Ash opened one eye very slightly, to see his mom get up from the bed and hastily take off her nightgown. He saw, standing on the side of the bed with the light shone at her, his mom's near naked curvature. She was standing cross-legged in front of his view in just her lacy black bra and a very soaked black lingerie, with her hands desperately trying to cover herself in case her son was to wake up. She looked at him, and assuming he was asleep, started to moan wildly.

"Oh sheesh! Oh sheesh! Ohhh sheeeshhh!"

She began to tremble, having not had any form of sexual pleasure for 11 years. The stimulation caused Delia to shake frantically. She staggered out of the room, holding her crotch as she continued to moan. Her gorgeously thick ass was plainly visible, wiggling and jiggling with each step, and Ash took pride knowing he, in a way, got to get a piece of that thick butt.

That sure beat getting only top 16, hehe

Ash chuckled, talking to himself.

Before he could become a Pokemon master, he decided now was the perfect time to beat the Pallet Town "gym".