This is going to contain lemons, plot and at times a good amount of violence so be warned. (Most lemons will be essential to the plot) I hope that you enjoy the story I am gonna try my best to give you guys a story you will enjoy. Any critiques would be helpful and welcome all of it can be used to form a better story.

Ok, so the first part of chapter one is structured so the main character is too young to understand things or describe them accurately. This causes it to lack detail or use a purely biological vocabulary and not one filled with lust. But the more he ages throughout the story and learns slang or a more culture appropriate vocabulary.

"Example" - A character talking aloud

*Example* - A character doing an action

'Example' - A character speaking/being spoken to mentally

… - Time Has passed (If time is large it will be specified)

I do not own Pokemon or any of its characters but I do own my OCs.

Chapter 1-Origin

My hometown of Littleroot started to disappear behind me as I walked deeper and deeper into the forest. While I was walking I pulled out my Pokeball to inspect it further, it contained Mudkip my starter. I had just left on my adventure as soon as I turned ten because I had always dreamed of being a Pokemon trainer. I wanted to go because my dad was a trainer before he died when I was six. I had a Grandfather who used to be a Gym leader before he retired when he got too old.

My mother was glad and pushed me to go on an adventure that would change my life, she was proud that I was following in their footsteps. Even though I could probably never become as good as them, my dad did catch many great legendary Pokemon and defeated team Aqua and Magma. It was quite the expectation to live up to.

As I continued further into the forest, and the lights from the city were almost completely gone, a Lopunny jumped out of the brush and snarled at me angrily. I did not expect the first Pokemon I encountered to be an evolved one. Especially one that looked as though it had battled many times before. It had scars on various parts of its body and it looks like the scars were old and worn away.

"All right my first battle, go Mudkip", I muttered under my breath.

Mudkip materialized in front of me from his Pokeball smiled happily and got into a battle stance, waiting for me to give him a command. The Lopunny stopped snarling and began to walk towards us slightly crouched then got into her battle stance.

"Mudkip use mud shot", I commanded Mudkip.

The ball of mud flew towards the Lopunny and it was easily dodged, she then began sprinting towards us.

"Quick Mudkip, dodge out of the way and try another mud shot"

Mudkip jumped back but before he could react in time the Lopunny move faster than the eye can see and knocked Mudkip unconscious (Quick Attack). She then looked at me then moved just as fast to knock me out with a blow to the back of my head.

…

When I woke up I was it a dimly lit grotto laying on a bed of leaves. I looked around to see Mudkip still unconscious on the ground a few feet away from me. I tried to get up but instead, I found myself strapped to the ground. I tugged at the vines that were stopping me from moving and they were much too strong to break. I looked up to see it was the end of the day, which meant I had been asleep for hours because I left in the morning.

"Hello is anyone there?", I yelled.

I heard some leaves moving around just at the treeline behind Mudkip in was the Lopunny I saw earlier. She stood up and looked at me then began walking towards Mudkip.

"What are you doing? Why are you doing this"

She kicked Mudkip into one of the trees of the grotto out of my line of sight and I heard a sickening crunch and then I heard it slump to the ground. I began crying my eyes out, wailing loudly into the forest.

"No Mudkip, why?"

She walked towards me in the same way that she had been walking toward Mudkip. I looked at her with fear in my eyes not knowing what was to come.

"No please don't kill me I want to live… Mudkip wanted to live… why are you doing this? I don't understand."

-Lemons begin here-

She walked until she was right next to me and then sat on top of me and looked at me dead in my eyes. My body started getting hot in reaction to this, I thought I was getting sick, I don't even know what's going on. She then began rubbing her crotch on mine aggressively making me get even hotter.

"What's going on, what are you doing to me?"I yelled through the tears.

She responded to me talking to her by relieving me of my pants leaving me there in my underwear. I could see that my penis was hard under my underpants and I continued to wonder what was going on with me. Was she using some move that I never learned about in trainer school, what is happening? She then began rubbing it with her hand forcing me to get hotter and start getting dizzy.

*I breathed heavily* "What do you want?"

After saying that she took the liberty of relieving me of my final layer of clothing causing my manhood to stick up directly. She then put her crotch above my penis and some kind of liquid was dripping from her onto it causing waves of pleasure to flow from my crotch to my entire body.

"W-whaa are you doin to me?", my speech a bit slurred, "Why does it feel like..?" *AHHAAH*

As I was finishing my sentence she put my penis inside of her causing waves of pleasure to emanate from my crotch to my entire body. Causing me to grunt with pleasure, wait I shouldn't be feeling good my friend was killed by her. I struggle to escape again and she responds by punching me in my face making me even more dazed.

"Punny", she said in Pokespeech.

I had not noticed but she was also moaning while she was doing this to me, was she feeling the same thing as me? She shouldn't feel good considering the things that she did to me and especially Mudkip.

"Stop this", *Exhales*, "I don't deserve…" *GAHH*

She dropped herself onto me again causing me to instantly relieve everything that had been building up inside me. I felt very weak and very sleepy after that that I could barely move.

"You don't deserve this." *Thump*

She punched me in the stomach causing me to lose consciousness instantly and I closed my eyes hopefully forever.

'Not yet my child'A voice spoke in my head.

-And the normal story starts up again-

(I still recommend reading the lemons though)

…

I woke up in a cold sweat, I breathed lightly and looked around me I was still in the grotto where I got something done to me that I never knew could happen. As well as poor Mudkip my first companion was gone forever. I realize now that when I was struggling earlier I had removed my binds from the ground and I was able to stand. I stood up and quietly limped out of the grotto and started hobbling back to Littleroot. I looked up and it was nighttime and I was still very tired and hungry. How much time has passed? As I was thinking I tripped on a rock and scraped my knees and elbows.

"Dang it", I got up, "Why me?"

I cried as I ran in the forest I saw lights in the forest moving around. I wonder what those are in the distance. I squinted to see if I could see what it was out in the distance I was tired so I had trouble making out what was flashing the lights. But then I tripped again and could not find the strength to get up so I lay there crying.

"Matthias", someone yelled.

Why would someone call my name? I thought before I passed out cold, I hope this is all a dream.

...

Again I woke up in a place I had never been in before again except I kind of knew where I was because it was some kind of hospital. But on the far wall that was a large mirror that looked like a window, and god was my face cut and bruised. Sitting in a chair next to me was the man who meant the world to me. I tried to speak but nothing came out, I got a glass of water on the table and took a sip so I could talk.

"It's good to see you grandpa", I said.

My grandpa sat up and a tear came to his eye, I never saw grandpa cry.

"Matthias I am so glad you're okay'', he took my hand in his, "What happened?"

I told him word for word what happened to me in that grotto that I hate so much. I did not leave out a single detail in the description anything to get this off my chest.

"Oh Arceus," Grandpa paused. "It's not your fault grandpa," I said

A knock on the door came and a nurse walked in then a Happiny after her. When I saw the pokemon my heart began beating and beating fast, my breathing increased and I felt terrified. Grandpa saw this and saw what I was looking at and asked the nurse if she could remove the Happiny from the room. After a few minutes, the doctor walked in and began speaking to us.

"Matthius and Norman I have good and bad news, the good news is none of your physical injuries will be permanent and will heal within the next week. The bad news is that we have surmised that Matthius has Pokephopia, a fear of Pokémon." The doctor finished.

"Are you sure?", Grandpa said. "Yes we are", the doctor said, "we also recommend that he is admitted to the regions mental hospital to cure him of his phobia".

"Is this the only way,'' Grandpa said saddened, "It won't go away with time?"

"Not fully, this is the only path to full recovery", The doctor finished.

Grandpa began, "Okay, we need to cure him of this fear"

They both got up and helped me up out of the bed and grandpa picked me up and said to close my eyes so I closed them and help them closed until I was put into a different seat. I opened my eyes and grandpa was outside of the car waving me goodbye and I waved him goodbye as well. The doctor drove me to the mental hospital and walked me in, filled out all of the information that they needed then he left. I walked into a common area with a bunch of people of different types. I thought to myself that I was lucky that I would only be in there for a little while. But on the contrary, I was very very wrong.

..Three Months Later..

Every day is the same thing wake up, talk about what happened and then try to get me closer to Pokemon without freaking out completely and passing out. Then lunch and time in the commons area, the doctors said to talk about what happened more so I could get over the fact that I was as they called it rape. But when I talked about it to others they always feel bad for me or they teach me better ways to say things. I hope that I get better soon Grandpa.

..Nine months Later..

I turned 11 about a week ago, it has been a long time that I have spent here. I can stand to see Pokemon at a distance now but I cannot get close to them or I will have a panic attack. I pray to Arceus that I can be cured of my phobia soon I miss grandfather. Oh yeah, I forgot they are bringing in teachers so I don't fall behind other kids my age but I feel like all of its too easy. Whenever I want to kill myself I instead get a boost of determination, because dying would only mean that Lopunny won. At least I know someone is looking out for me who or whatever it is.

..A Year Later..

Can't believe it has been two years already that last year I made little progress other than now I can watch videos of Pokemon without panicking. I did have an odd dream though, in the dream I felt as though I was floating in the sky and I wondered, 'Am I Dead' and a voice responded 'No'. Then I wondered 'Will Arceus save me' and the voice responded 'You must save yourself child'. Then I woke up from that dream and it has been burned into my memory ever since. So even Arceus can't help me, but why should I have to rely on him if I can rely on myself.

..Another Year Later..

CONFIDENTIAL DOCUMENT

Doctor:

Patient: Matthius -{REDACTED}-

Matthius has had amazing self-determination that we have never seen in a patient before now. He wakes up every day at six in the morning even though breakfast is at seven. He works out from six to seven eats in less than 10 minutes so he can get back to his room and exercise for another 50 minutes. He is better in his therapy sessions he can be in the same room as a pokemon but cannot make contact with the Pokemon unless it is a small Pokemon that does not have fur. He has no problems with most bug, grass, water, and steel types we are now sure he can make an almost full recovery. After therapy that goes from 8:00 to 10:00 he has asked us to allow him to jog around the complex which he has been allowed to do since his mental condition improved. At 12 sharp he comes in for lunch and eats in less than 15 minutes then goes to the common area and works out from 12:15 to 4:30. He usually takes one break at around 2:00 for 15 minutes and his second and final at 4:30 then eat dinner at 5:00 and takes his time eating dinner. He also requested supervised time in the kitchen to train his culinary skills. He usually practices till 7:00 then he is sent to his room and he does yoga until 8:00 when he goes to bed. He rests for only two days, Wednesday because it is the middle of the week and on Sundays because he prays to Arceus on Sundays. But he still does his morning workout on these days he plays chess with the doctors and wins nearly 100 percent of the time losing only once and that was his first game of chess. You would believe this is a prison with how much fitness Matthius does daily. And he said that his drive came from a dream that he had and that is remarkable. In conclusion, he is a 5'11" 150-pound 13-year-old the most remarkable feat of all. I believe he will leave here by the time he is 15 years old.

..Another year passes..

I was set to be released before I turned 14 but the stupid doctors had to test if I could handle being around a Lopunny. Which I could not as soon as I saw it I tried to kill it with all my might but they pulled it out of the room before I could. I fucking hate Lopunny's they ruined my perfectly normal life. The doctors said they expected this reaction from me and said this is the "Final step" to my recovery. But I guess they are right I can't be violent in public so I have to get used to it. 'As expected' The voice echoed in my head. But any other Pokemon I can hold and spend time with although I have more trouble with female Pokemon than male ones, because for some reason when I was raped it forced my body to adopt Pokemon pheromones so I smell like a male Pokemon which confuses female Pokemon. That's probably going to get me into trouble one day but anyways I have to get used to Lopunny's so I can go home and see my Grandfather and Mother. I hope my new appearance doesn't surprise them I went from 5' 4" 100-pound 10-year-old boy to a 6' 167-pound 14-year-old young man.

..11 Months Later..

They wanted to release me from the hospital before my 15th birthday so they did the final test and sat in the room with a female one and did nothing. They decided that I was ready to be sent home one week from my birthday so I could spend time with my family. I wanted to surprise my grandpa and my mom so instead of calling a doctor to pick me up, I ran to Littleroot from the hospital. It was 10 miles and it took me an hour to arrive home I saw my house the nameplate on the mailbox said -NORMAN-. I walked up to the door and knocked on the door, I heard someone get off the couch and then open the door. Grandpa looked at me and squinted at me like he didn't know who I was.

"Hey gramps I just got let out today," I said.

He began crying, "I can't believe you," he wiped his eyes, "You look great for someone who just exited a hospital." I cried a bit too, "Thanks", and I hugged my Grandfather. "Well come inside Matthius."

I walked inside my house and it looked the same as it always had nothing had changed since I was last there. Same furniture the same television same old grandpa but no mom.

"Grandpa where is mom?" At this question, his expression changed from happy to sullen in a second. "Well sorry, Matthius I have multiple bad things to tell you that the hospital did not." He paused, "First and most terrible, one month after you were admitted to the mental hospital your mother ended her own life over the guilt of telling you to go on your adventure." I looked down with sadness but I had cried all that I could have when I was 10 and I was stronger now. I sniffled, "and the other b-bad news" "Ever since team rocket has come to our region I have been asked to oversee operations on taking them down.", he said. "How is that bad?",I asked. He sighed, "I won't be able to live here with you, I have to live in the league."

I looked down and said, "Oh". "Are you okay Matthius?" "I am fine gramps, just tired, lemme go get some rest." I hugged him and started walking upstairs then he spoke up, "I leave tomorrow by the way." I looked at him and coldly said, "Okay"

…

I woke up, another nightmare, I sat up in my bed and stretched and checked my clock 5:57 AM and got up to exercise. I finished my routine and headed downstairs to the kitchen to make breakfast. When I was almost done grandpa came downstairs and looked at me in awe.

"Getting up early and cooking, this is not the boy I remember." I served two portions one for me and one for gramps. "Well I am not a boy anymore I am a man." I put our plates on the table and grandpa said, "Yes you are." As they were eating grandpa told me about how much money I was going to have to spend while I was living in the house every month. "Is there a reason why you are awake this early in the morning?", Grandpa asked plainly. "I wake up at around 6:00 every morning and workout for an hour." He had a look of surprise on his face and he smiled. "I didn't expect that but ok, also I'm leaving right after dinner can you tell me how your phobia is doing?" I sighed "I can be around any pokemon for as long as I want except Lopunny.", I finished.

"That's great, wow you recovered quite a bit Matthius", Gramps said exuberantly. "Well, five years in a mental hospital tends to be effective.", I stated bluntly. "Well, in that case, I will give you what I had been meaning to give you five years ago.", as he held out a love ball and a cherish ball. "I know you may never want to have Pokemon again after what happened to Mudkip but keep these if the occasion arises." I looked at them and frowned then looked at my grandfather's happy smile and I couldn't help but smile as well. "Sure gramps I will keep it in mind." He smiled at being reassured of my well-being.

"Do you still like watching league battles?", gramps asked curiously. "Sure, they are still good to watch if I ever want to be a trainer.", I said with a bit of enjoyment. He walked over to the couch and sat down and patted next to him signaling me to sit down next to him. We watched league battles for hours, the fact that they were so interesting mixed with getting to spend time with grandpa made me forget to go on my afternoon jog. We also did not notice the hours passing by as we watched fully engaged, enjoying each others company. I checked my watch and it was 4:15 PM and I got up to start making dinner. I finished cooking at 4:35 and served us both dishes. "I'm really going to miss you, grandpa.", I uttered in a downtrodden manner. "I will miss you and your cooking Matthius, and if you get bored there is also a lot of books on Pokemon on the bookshelf" "Ok I will", I said as we finished eating our dinner.

He went upstairs and got his bags from his room waved goodbye then left the house. And once again I was alone 'Never Alone' fuck you to voice in my head 'You will see'. *Sigh* I guess I will, the voice tends to be right, it has been since that dream.

Hope you enjoyed the next chapter will be better.