FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

Ash groaned as he walked up the side of Mount Coronet, the sun beating down on top of his hat-clad head.

"Pika...." Pikachu groaned as he hopped up, resting his head on Ash's leg

"I know pal, I know" Ash muttered, sweat pouring down his head as he looked around "I don't see them either...." the 19-year-old trainer muttered as he pulled out his map again, and took another glance at it "Arceus damn it, where are we?" he muttered.

He and Pikachu had been split apart from the rest of their friends after a freak rainstorm hit their camp in the middle of the night. A huge amount of water poured down out of nowhere and caused the spot where Ash's tent was to crumble and slide downwards. By the time it stopped, Ash and Pikachu were in the middle of a forest, far away from any road that he recognized and his Poke-Dex completely fired by the rain.

Which pretty much left him to find his way around with a faded old map and his awful sense of direction.

"Right so.... If I'm looking at this right" he muttered, squinting as he tried to get a good look at the faded images on the paper "There should be a cave.....right there" he muttered and glanced up, a big smile on his face as he saw the opening in the mountain wall "Perfect!"

"Pika!" the small pokemon chirped, climbing up Ash's arm and grinning

"Yeah, thought it was about time we got some damn good news!" Ash said with a big smile, walking past the cave, still looking at the map "Right so there should be a bridge and from there we can meet back up with Route 216, where we can me-" Ash's words died in his throat as he saw the scene in front of him.

The bridge was torn to shreds, loose planks of wood hanging loosely from a rope so old it looked seconds away from snapping. Even wild flying types avoided the thing, clearly afraid of being hurt when it broke

"DAMN IT!" Ash groaned, crumbling the map in hands "I HAD TO OPEN MY MOUTH DIDN'T I!?" he shouted, throwing the thing down into the ravine that separated him from civilization

"Pika!" his partner shouted from his shoulder "Pikachu pika!"

"Just, everything since that damn rainstorm has been just a mess and I'm just sick and-GAAAH!" Ash cried as he received a light zap to his cheek.

"PIKA!" the yellow electric type said, the tone a lot more serious as he pointed above him. The raven harried young adult groaned and looked up

"Oh come on!" he groaned as he saw pitch-black storm clouds starting to form overhead "Another one!?"

"Chu...." Pikachu muttered with a sad nod

"Perfect...just fricking perfect...." the raven hair boy muttered as he looked around "Guess we're spending the night in that cave...." he mumbled, heading over the small opening he had passed without thought earlier. Ducking his head to not hit it on the low stone ceiling, Ash worked his way inside the small opening. The moment he did so, a loud crack of thunder echoed through the cavern, sending shivers up and his spine.

"Phew.... That was close" Ash muttered as he sat down deep in the back of the cave "The last thing we need is to get caught in another storm, right Pikachu?"

"Pika," the pokemon said with a nod as he hopped off.

"Well, guess we're spending the night in this tiny place" Ash muttered, looking around "At least it's a pretty cavern" he smiled as he looked at the ceiling.

The rocks were shimmering and sparkling as small gems peeked through. Quartz littered all over, and the small amount of light trickled in with the occasional lightning bolt made the cave's roof like a clear night sky. Ash's eyes wandered all over it, a lazy smile on his face until they focused on something. It wasn't a chunk of quartz like the rest, this one was much bigger.

It was a big greenish rock with a yellow lightning bolt in the center of it, its jagged shape making it stand out from the rest of the smooth quartz-coated rock. Ash grinned and got to his feet, running his fingers over the front of the stone.

"Heh, a Thunder Stone" he muttered with a smile "We might be able to get a good amount of money for this one. Guess we're getting some sort of cosmic balance, right?" he said as he grabbed the stone and gave it a tug, but it refused to budge. He frowned and gave it a stronger tug, the thing moving a few inches at that. "Huh, damn. This thing is in tight" he muttered, grabbing it with both hands and pulling it at with all his strength.

It slowly began to give, moving slowly off the wall, but as he pulled it, a small hiss began to ring out. Ash blinked and stopped, looking near the stone where he saw that there was a bit of grey dust flowing out from behind the stone.

"That's weird..." Ash muttered, slowly letting go of the Thunder Stone, but sadly it was too late. With another crash of thunder that shook the cavern, the Thunder Stone fell free, and from behind it a blast of grey mist shot out and hit Ash right in the face.

"GAH!" he cried, his eyes burning as he felt the thing. He stumbled backward, slipping on his legs and falling on his but. He coughed as he felt the gas enter his lungs and his throat felt as if it was closing. He groaned, leaning his head back as he felt a wave of lethargy wash over him. "P-Pikachu!" he called out, his voice raspy as everything began to go dark. He heard the pattering of his partner's paws "G-Go....cough get help! P-Please" and with those words, the darkness overcame him and he passed out.

---

"Guh..." Ash groaned, as he felt light pierce through his eyelids, sense rushing back into his body. He shifted around slightly as he the sensation of touch returned, but it wasn't what he expected.

He didn't feel the tough, rough rock he remembered falling on, instead he felt something soft and rather silky.

"Patient is awakening" he heard a voice say. He also felt someone grab his arm and prick it with something codl

"G-Gah" he groaned in pain, opening his eyes. He winced as he found himself staring up at a light of some sort.

"Easy" he heard that same voice say again, as his vision slowly got adjusted to the light "Don't move too fast."

"W-Where?" Ash gasped, his throat so dry he could barely speak.

"Shh" he heard the voice again, and a cold glass of water was brought to his lips "Go ahead, take a drink". Ash didn't answer, just opening his mouth and greedily chugging the clear liquid. He drank for a solid minute, completely emptying the glass. "There ya go"

"T-Thank you" Ash gasped out, turning to look at the person who was helping him. He was greeted with a kindly-looking face, maybe a few years older than him. He had chocolate brown skin and hair, cut in a crew-cut style. He was clad in a lab coat, a blue dress shirt, and a pair of jeans. Tucked under his arm was a clipboard of some kind. "W-Where...?"

"Your in the Jubilive City General Hospital" the guy, clearly a doctor, said with a smile "You are in the long-term care ward."

"H-Hospital?" Ash muttered, looking around the room. Indeed, it was a hospital room, sterile white walls and floors, bright white lights on the roof above, a TV that Ash was sure was older than the building itself was hanging on the corner of the room, in an angle that would make looking it almost impossible. "H-How?"

"Your Pikachu got our attention" the doctor said with a smile "It was pure luck, but my partner and I were taking a hike out that day. We were looking for some cover from the rain when we saw a Pikachu running around, shouting at the top of its lungs." he grabbed the clipboard and read over it as he spoke "I followed it back to the cavern and found you, passed out with a concussion"

"How long have I been out?" Ash asked, coughing out the last of his dehydration

"About two days" the doctor said, which made Ash frown

"Two days?" he blinked as he repeated "I don't know a lot about medicine, but isn't two days a bit much for a light concussion?"

"It is" the man said with a nod "See, there's another reason you've been out"

"Why?"

"Something happened to you in that cave" the doctor said calmly, going into full medical mode "It's something we have seen before, but it was years ago. It's a retrovirus of a kind we don't really understand that well. It seems to not be infectious from person to person, but it has infected you"

"W-Wait what?" Ash muttered, his eyes going wide "A-Am going to-"

"No, you are not going to die" the doctor interrupted with a soft smile "We don't know that much about this virus I admit. Its unlike anything we've ever seen, but it does not seem to be deadly." Ash let out a breath he hadn't realized he sucked in, laying his head back on the soft pillows "We do not know exactly what it will do to you however. At the moment it just seems to have affected your skin"

"My skin?" Ash asked, touching his face out of reflex.

The doctor nodded and pulled out his phone "Here"

Ash took the phone and turned it on, taking a look at his face through the camera. He looked mostly normal, but there were a couple of splotches on his cheeks and his chin that weren't. Curious, he reached up with his free and and gently ran his finger over them. It didn't feel like skin anymore, at least not human skin. It was a lot rougher, like it could take a good hit with a sharp object and not get cut. "W-What's happening to me?"

"We're not sure. Like I said, we haven't seen a virus like this in years and when we did last time, no one was infected." the doctor said calmly, giving Ash a sympathetic look

"Y-You said that you've seen it before..." Ash muttered, still touching the spots on his face with worry "D-Does that mean you have a cure?"

"Sadly not yet" the man said shaking his head "We are working on it, but we need more time to really understand the disease before we even think of trying cures."

"S-So what do we do?" Ash asked, taking a deep breath

"For now, you'll have to stay here" the doctor explained "While we don't believe the virus to be infectious to other humans, its best to keep you mostly isolated in case the disease mutates and manages to jump to another person. That also means that you'll have to stay away from pokemon"

"Pokemon...Wait, where's Pikachu!?" Ash asked, remembering his best friend, dropping the phone onto the bed and quickly standing up.

"Woah woah, take it easy Ash" the doctor said, putting his hand on Ash's shoulder. The young man shivered as he felt the contact. "He's fine. We took him to the Hospital's daycare"

"Daycare?"

"Of course" the Doctor said with a small smile "You'd be shocked how many times we see trainers who neglect their own health for their pokemon's. So we have a daycare service to take caer of them. All your pokemon will be well cared for while you are in here"

"Alright" Ash muttered, looking down and blushing a bit as realised he was clad in nothing but his boxers "Um..."

"Your clothes are over there" the doctor said with a chuckle, pointing at a neatly folded set of clothes on one of the guest chairs "Now, if there's nothing else, we'll start tests soon. I'll let you get comfy in the meantime"

"Sure, thanks doctor...." Ash blinked and blushed again "Sorry I didn't catch your name..."

"Oh right, I apologise" the dark skinned man said with a friendly smile "I'm Doctor Davidson. I'll be the one in charge of researching the virus, so if you need anything you get the nurses to call me"

"Will do. Thank you doctor Davidson" Ash said with a smile as he grabbed his shirt and started getting dressed, getting ready for quite a long stay at the hospital.

---

Three Days Later

"Afternoon Ash" Davidson said as he opened the door to Ash's door, a friendly smile on his face

"Hey doc" Ash said, returning the smile as he looked at the man wheel in a cart

"Ready for the tests?" the doctor asked as he sat down, cart next to him

"Yeah" Ash said with a nod and a small smile.

"So, how have you been feeling?" Davidsone asked, putting on some latex gloves

"Ok I guess" the raven haired patient said with a shrug. The splotches on his face were growing, the one on his chin having grown to connect with the other two and spreading slowly down to his neck. His cheeks were completely covered in the new grey skin and it was slowly approaching his mouth and nose from both sides. Some splotches were also appearing on his chest and back, something he noticed while showering in the morning. He smiled at the doctor as sweat dripped down his forehead "I've been feeling kinda hot lately thought"

"Hot?" the doctor asked as he cleaned Ash's arm, before jabbing a needle inside

"Agh. Yeah" Ash grunted "Been sweating a lot, and the fan only helped so much"

"Guess that explains the lack of jacket and shoes" Davidson said with a smile as he began drawing blood. Ash giggled and wiggled his toes, ignoring the newly appeared grey splotches on them

"Yeah. It was just too hot to keep them on" Ash said with a shrug

"I see" Davidson said as he took out the needle and grabbed a light, shining it in Ash's eyes "Anything else?"

"Um...yeah" Ash said, nodding slightly "I've been really.... Impatient, I think is the right word?"

"How so?"

"Well, I can't sit still" Ash said "I have to be moving all the time, walking around, or throwing the pillow or something! I-I just can't sit down and watch TV! I-I need to be doing something!"

"I see...." the doctor muttered, putting away his tools and grabbing a clipboard, handing it to Ash

"What's this?" Ash asked, looking at the doctor in confusion, especially after he slid a pair of headphones onto the clipboard.

"New test we're doing" Davidson said with a smile "Just answer the questions. There's a couple of auditory questions so thats what those are for"

"Alright...." Ash muttered, slipping the headphones on. The moment they did, the world around him went quiet, and all he heard was a soft buzzing. He blinked as the buzzing grew louder and louder, but never too loud. It was a constant background thing, but it wasn't enough to distract him as he started answering the questions.

What type is immune to Ground Type attacks?

"Seriously?" Ash muttered as he answered the easy question. The next one was just as easy, as was the next and the next.

As he answered them, Ash felt himself falling into a bit of a trance, the only thing he could focus on the paper and the relaxing hum in his ears.

He was snapped out of it when Davidson tapped on the board. He blinked and looked up, a small smile on his face as he slipped the headphone off "S-Sorry bout that, sir" Ash blinked at that. He didn't mean to call them doctor that, but it just felt right

"Heh, it's no issue" Davidson said with a smile "How do you feel?"

"Huh?"

"Do you feel any different? More energized? Tired?" Davidson clarified

"W-Well now that you mention it, sir," Ash said, again adding sir without realizing it "I do have a bit of a headache..."

"I see" Davidson muttered, looking at the chart "Score of 102 on first test...."

"Score? I didn't realise I was being graded sir" Ash said

"Heh, its not a grade Ash, relax," Davidson said as there was a knock on the door "Ah perfect timing!"

"Huh? What do you mean sir?" the raven-haired patient asked as the doctor got to his feet and opened the door. One of the many nurses smiled at him and rolled inside a big box. She set it down in front of Ash's bed and left without a word. "What's that?"

"This" Davidson said with a smile as he opened the box and reached inside. A second later he pulled out, with clear effort on his part, a small dumbbell.

"Weights?" Ash asked as Davidson put it back in the box, clearly tired

"Yeah," he said with a smile, "You said you had a lot of energy. Thought this would be a good way to burn it"

"Huh" Ash muttered, walking over to the box and peeking inside. There was an entire workout set, with handbells, large dumbbells, and other equipment like that. He grabbed one of them and slowly lifted it, a smile forming on his face as he did so "Thank you sir. I think these will work great!"

"Glad to hear it," Davidson said as he wheeled the cart out "I'll see you in a few days for the next batch of tests"

"Alright," Ash said with a smile, focusing on lifting more and more.

---

One Week Later

"37...38...39...40" Ash grunted as he lifted the huge weight over his head, sweat pouring down his forehead as he did so. This had pretty much become routine for him ever since Doctor Davidson gifted him the set. He'd get up, eat the breakfast the nurses brought him then he'd go right onto working out.

"41" he said with a smile as he felt his muscles ache. There was something about that sensation that sent shivers of pleasure down his spine, and through other parts of him as well. It redoubled his efforts to keep going as much as he could "42...43...44...45" he chanted as he kept going, pumping the giant bit of iron faster and faster.

It had been a few days since the Doctor last visited him with updates on his condition, but Ash found it hard to care about that. All that sciencey crap the doc talked about went over his head, so in the end he just started to tune him out until he was asked something.

"56.....57.....58" he grunted, sweat pouring down his back as he shifted positions slightly. His body had undergone more and more changes in the past week as well. The few grey splotches he had before were now most of his body. Almost every inch of his skin was the grey color, with only a few bits of pale skin remaining. Where a week ago they were twigs, now they were about twice as thick as they used to be. His torso and legs were changing as well, growing at an incredible rate that would have made anyone ask if he was taking steroids.

"88....89....90" he grunted as he kept going, moving his legs slightly to adjust his pants, which were the only bit of clothes he bothered to wear at this point. He felt so damn hot if he wore so much as his hat, so he ditched it, along with his shirt and gloves. Not that he minded, meant it was easier to lift "97....98...99....100!" he cried with a big smile as he let go of the dumbbell, which clattered onto the floor "FUCK YES!" he shouted, flexing his arms and grinning at the muscles he had.

"I see your doing quite well" a familiar voice said behind him. Ash turned around and smiled as he saw Doctor Davidson walking inside, cart in hand once again

"Heh, yes" Ash said with a chuckle as he sat down on the floor in front of the doctor.

"Good boy Ash. Great to see your working out that nervous energy" Davidson praised him, which again sent shivers of pleasure up his body

"T-Thank you, sir!" Ash said, a dumb smile on his face as he looked up at the doctor. Davidson just smiled and began doing his blood test. Ash didn't even feel the needle this time, his body was just aching to get back to work

"Well, I have some news for you Ash," the Doctor said "I'm afraid we haven't made much headway into finding a cure"

"Oh" Ash muttered, clearly not interested "Ok, that sucks sir"

"I see," Davidson said as he removed the needle "Well, I do have an idea for another treatment"

"Yeah? What would that be, sir?" the transforming young man asked, as the Doctor handed him the clipboard and headphones

"Finish your tests then I'll tell you," the Doctor said with a smile

"Fine..." Ash grumbled as he put the headphones on, smiling as he heard the familiar humming fill his ears. He looked down at the test and started reading it.

What is the first pokemon on the Pokedex?

"Why the hell would I care about that?" Ash muttered, writing down some random nonsense before looking at the next one

What is the strongest Fighting Type move?

He grinned at that one "At least some of these are about important stuff" he said as he happily wrote the answer down. That's how it went for most of the questions, most of them either ignored or answered with whatever he wanted to, with a specific few answered right.

Davidson removed the headphones from him a minute after he finished, snapping him out of the trance he always fell into when doing these.

"Thank you," the doctor said as he read over the results "Right..... Score is 75......all correct questions regarding fighting type pokemon or moves....."

"Everything ok sir?" Ash asked, his body twitching as he wanted to get back to it

"Oh yes, everything is alright," Davidson said with his usual friendly smile "Actually this is just what I was hoping to see"

"Huh? What do you mean sir?"

"Simple. These results tell me that you are in perfect shape for that new treatment I mentioned earlier. Its a sort of, physical therapy that will help your body process the virus faster"

"Physical?" Ash asked, his eyes going wide as he suddenly got interested

"Indeed. Though it will take a few days to set up, so you just keep going as usual" he said as he wheeled the cart out of the room.

"Got it!" Ash said with a smile, jumping to his feet and reaching down for his weights, until he noticed something "Huh, since when have I got red streaks on my arms?" he muttered, running his finger over it. Feeling nothing, he shrugged and grabbed his weights "The doc will fix em, so no need to stress over it" he said as he got in position, a smirk on his face "Think I'll for 250 this time...."

---

Four Days Later

Ash paced around his room, shivering in anticipation.

The doctor had told him earlier during a quick check that everything was set up and ready for his physical therapy and that he had very high hopes that it would finish the process of dealing with the virus.

At this point, Ash was starting to get a little worried again. Those weird red marks on his arm had grown down to his wrists and now they were on both of them. His face had also started feeling really weird as if someone had been repeatedly punching him in the face and then pulled on it, plus the heat issue had gotten even worse. While he didn't mind just wearing his pants, running around in only a black speedo he had to ask for since a nurse stole his boxers felt a bit more demeaning than jeans, and on top of that, yesterday he had woken up to his pillow full of hair.

He'd asked to see Doctor Davidson and ask him for the most thorough exam he'd done yet, and the man had been happy to oblige. For two hours, he ran every test he had on Ash, some of them more than once. While he couldn't explain these weird sensations, he did get Ash to calm down and explained that all of these problems could be solved by the therapy. Which was part of the reason he was bouncing on the balls of his feet, waiting for the doctor to come. Another reason was all the pent-up energy. He'd already done 400 reps with his weights and it didn't do anything, and it was driving him bonkers.

Soon, however, his salvation came. Doctor Davidson opened the door to his room with a smile "I see your up bright and early"

"Heh, yeah guess I am sir" Ash muttered as he looked at the man. Unlike every other time he'd seen him, Davidson wasn't wearing a lab coat over jeans. He was wearing a black outfit with grey boots and gloves that seemed kinda familiar, but Ash didn't dwell on it. He just wanted to get out of this room and get this thing started.

"Right, then follow me" the doctor said, leaving the room, Ash happily following behind. The trek through the hospital was surprisngly quiet, as there weren't any others in their way, and the few rooms Ash could see into seemed to be empty.

"Where is everyone?" Ash asked

"Remember this is long-term care, Ash" Davidson said calmly "Your the only patient we've had here. Now, be a good boy and don't think about it"

"Yes sir," Ash said out sheer reflex, shivers running up his body as he was referred to like that. Any thought he had about the strange emptiness evaporated from his head. After another minute of walking in silence, the two reached a large steel door.

"Right Ash, your treatment starts the moment we enter in here" Davidson said "But for it to work you have to be a good boy and do exactly as I say, without question. If you hesitate or question my orders once, then the whole thing fails and we won't get another shot at it. Understand?"

"Y-Yes sir," Ash said, shivering as he was reffered to like that again.

Davidson nodded and opened the doors with a strong push "Head to the center" he ordered as he walked to the left. Ash nodded and walked inside, looking around the room as he did so.

It was a huge place, a big square arena-looking place with a gravel floor that made Ash feel a bit weird as he stepped on it. Large spotlights shone down on him, but there wasn't anyone watching, since there were no stands.

He reached the spot that Davidson told him and he stopped. Glancing back, he saw that the Doctor was standing on a slightly raised podium.

"Eyes front" he ordered "Don't ever look at me"

"Yes sir!" Ash cried, doing as he was told instantly. A big door opposite to him opened and out walked a Kadabra. Ash frowned as he saw the pokemon take the spot opposite to him "Am I fighting a pokemon sir? Isn't that dangerous?"

"Trust me Ash, this is exactly what you need. Now be a good boy and don't talk anymore" Davidson said. Ash shivered at the order and nodded, keeping his mouth closed until told otherwise.

He stared the Kadabra down for a minute before a loud bang rang out and the opponent wasted no time, blasting out a Psy-Beam.

"Dodge it" Davidson called out, and Ash reacted by sheer instinct, jumping to his left and letting the attack hit the dirt "Now hit him with a Double Jab"

Ash frowned at the term the doctor used, but he did as he was told. He ran up to the Kadabara at a speed he didn't think he had and smacked him in the face, twice.

"Now triple kick him!" Davidson ordered and Ash delivered. He swung his feet at the Kadabra's stomach, connecting with two of the three before the opponent jumped back to dodge the last one.

Ash panted as he stood there, muscles aching. It felt strangely good to be in this fight, despite knowing this shouldn't be happening.

"Dodge!" came an order from Davidson. Ash looked up and saw the enemy pokemon charging at him, his fist coated in hard ice. Before he could move out of the way, the attack made contact and knocked the wind out of him, the ice shattering upon impact.

"GAH!" Ash gasped as he fell to his knees, panting. The Kadabra stood over him as the pieces of the Ice Punch fell around him, spoon in hand ready to end this.

"Vital Throw!" Davidson shouted. Ash didn't even think this time, lurching forwards and grabbing the Kadabara and throwing him with all his strength to the other side of the room. A large cloud of gravel shot up where it landed, and it didn't get back up.

"Heh, well done Ash," Davison said from behind. Ash chuckled and flexed his arms, pride swelling over his body. That was broken when he felt something cold touch his toes. Frowning, he looked down, seeing that the shards of the ice punch had melted into a reflective puddle of water.

"Oh great, I'm gonna have to-" Ash's words died in his throat as he finally, after two weeks, got a look at his reflection. Suddenly, the strange pains he felt on his face, the hair loss, the heat in his body, all made sense.

Staring back at him wasn't a young man with a strange skin condition, but a large muscular pokemon with a snout and three ridges on its bald head. A pokemon that was known for being obsessed with working out, like he had been obsessed for days.

He wasn't human anymore, and he'd probably hadn't been for days now.

He was a Machoke.

"Oh dear," Davidson said, as he walked closer "I was hoping to avoid this time"

"W-What did you do-"

"Kadabra, psychic!" Davidson shouted. Ash felt his body seize up and stop moving, as it glowed a soft cyan. "Did you really think you knocked a Kadabra with a measly Vital throw? It threw the fight like it was told to"

"W-What..." Ash managed to stammer out

"What did I do? Heh, well I infected you" Davidson said with a smile "See when you and that annoying rat of yours got lost and headed for that cave? That cave happens to be the underside of this facility"

"F-Facility?" Ash stammered out, only for the grip of the Kadabara to get tighter

"Yes, facility. A Team Rocket Facility to be exact" Davidson said, showing the R on his uniform that Ash had missed earlier "What did you think you were really at a hospital? HA!"

Ash growled, but the doctor wasn't done yet

"See when I saw you enter that cave, I had the perfect idea to get rid of one of Team Rocket's biggest pains and get ourselves a nice new mon to sell at the same time" he smirked "This facility has been studying a strain of Pokerus that infects humans and slowly turns them into pokemon. And something I've discovered is that these pokemon are a lot stronger than regular one" he laughed "Oh I've got orders for a big strong Machoke coming in from all over. And you just proved that you are ready"

"N-Not....Gonna.....obey" Ash grunted out, giving him a glare

"Oh you see, you will. What did you think all those tests were for?" Davidson smirked "See, I've been slowly conditioning you into the mindset of a perfect Machoke. Big dumb brute who cares about his muscles more than anything"

Ash's face went red as he realized he'd been playing into his hands

"And there is one trigger left," Davidson said as he approached the Fighting-type with a golden belt in hand. Without another word, he slipped onto Ash's waist and clicked it.

It was like Ash got electrocuted, waves of pleasure rang over his entire body as the belt got into a snug position. His brain felt like it was being bombarded from all over by the stimuli.

"W-What arecho doike" the young man turned pokemon stammered out, his eyes going wide as he realized his speech was messing up "Stomachoke!"

"Don't bother, this has been going on for a long long time now. You can't fight it" Davidson said

"Y-Yes I cachoke!" he gasped out, shivering as he felt more pleasure

"Oh really? I think at this point you probably can't even remember your name!"

As....As.....A......Machoke gasped as he felt his brain start to fizzle, realizing Davidson was right. He moaned and shivered as more of the pleasure rang up his body, through his shifting brain and down to his large member, making it instantly stiff. He moaned as more and more energy bombarded him, each time a memory going pop and his arousal increasing even more.

"Tell me, how do you feel?" Davidson asked with a smile, as he saw the straining shorts of the pokemon in front of him.

"F-Fee...Fek..Machoke!" he gasped out, as another wave of pleasure surged through his body, human speech being wiped clean from his shrinking brain "Ma! Machoke mac!" he moaned as he felt the grip of the psychic let go at long last as his dick finally exploded, blasting out all the contents that once used to be in his head, into nothing more than a big stain on the front of his shorts. He fell to his knees and moaned again, his brown eyes turning a bright ruby red as any trace of Ash Ketchum was erased, leaving only a dumb, horny fighting type pokemon.

He blinked and looked at the human in front of him. Machoke thought he'd the human's name, but it was fading away..... Who was he looking at? This human felt important for some reason, but the Fighting Type couldn't figure it out.

"Heh, look at you," the human said, waving his hand in front of Machoke's face "There's nothing behind those eyes is there?"

"Ma?" the pokemon asked, not understanding what the human was saying at all

"Hmm, that's a small problem. Don't think many gyms will pay for a pokemon too dumb to obey commands" the human said more of the strange babble that Machoke couldn't wrap his head around. The human looked down at Machoke's shorts and grinned

"Choke?" the pokemon asked, confused why the human cared so much about that

"Heh, I think I know where to send you," he said as he pulled something from his belt "There's a ranch in Alola that's been desperate for some Fighting Type breeding stock" he smirked "Bye-bye Machoke. I think you'll like where you are going"

Before the fighting type could even think what the human was saying, he felt something tap him on the nose. He glanced up to see a black and white ball open up, a flash of red light, and everything went black.

---

Two Months Later

Machoke moaned as he felt his ass being pounded again, this time by Scrafty who had just been brought it.

"Ma! Choke!" he moaned, his tongue hanging out his mouth as he felt the fighting type pull out, leaving him on his stomach in the muddy ground of the Nursery.

"Holy crap" he heard one of the human handlers say as they walked up to him "You're really something else Machoke"

"Ma!" he said with a smirk, despite not understanding what they said, he knew praise when he heard it

"Heh, good boy" the attendant patted his head and gave him a few berries "Here, fuel up. We've got a few more trainers coming by who want to have their fighting types let out some aggression. And who knows, you may get a girl this time" he winked at Machoke as he stood up

"That Machoke might be the single greatest purchase I have ever made while owning this place" another human, this one female said. Machoke shivered as he felt his butt and legs being hosed down with cold water, wiping away the remains of his previous fun. "I have been getting twice as more business out of wannabe breeders alone"

"Yeah, and the other pokemon really like having him around," the first human said "Never seen so many male pokemon having....intimate times together"

"Heh, it happens, trust me," the other human said, Machoke gasping as he felt his speedo being shoved back into place "Pokemon like this are a godsdamn blessing. Too dumb to do anything but fuck"

"Hey don't be mean to him"

"Mean? Look at him! He probably can't understand us" the second human said "Mons like him only care bout three things. Fucking, resting, and showing off. But you know what, as long as he brings in business I don't give a shit!"

"Heh right on!" the first one said, walking off with his partner. Machoke just shrugged and grabbed his berries, shoving them down his gullet as he rested after his time with Scrafty, a dumb smile on his face.

This was a good life.