A Naughty Spearow

A Naughty Spearow

I exited the house, taking in the brisk morning air. It was invigorating, a perfect way to start the day.

I decided against taking a Pokémon form directly, opting instead to take my human form on a light exercise on the way. I needed to get the blood pumping, loosen up my muscles after last night's... activities.

I started jogging lightly, my feet pounding the pavement in a steady rhythm. The cool air rushed past me, refreshing my skin as I made my way through the quiet streets of Viridian City.

I felt alive, my senses heightened as I took in the sights and sounds of the morning. The sun was rising, casting a warm glow over the city, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement for the day ahead.

Five minutes into my jog, and I wasn't feeling even a bit of tiredness. Damn, this body really is something.

As I ran, I noticed a pair of people in the distance - one big and one small, moving in my direction. I squinted, curiosity getting the better of me.

Ah, wait a minute... wasn't that the mother-daughter pair I had met yesterday while I was in Rattata form? The small girl was walking jovially with her left hand grasped by her big booty mom, who had a small smile on her face.

I jogged closer, intending to greet them.

But before I could say anything, the small girl's eyes widened, and she exclaimed, "Wow, Uncle, you're so beautiful!"

I looked up to the mother, expecting her to scold her daughter for being too forward. Instead, I was surprised to see her watching my face with a blush on her own face.

I raised an eyebrow, feeling a little taken aback.

Isn't the effect of my handsomeness too much?

I chuckled, trying to play it off. "No, no, you're much cuter than I am handsome."

But the girl shook her head. "Nope! You must be a movie star or something, right!?"

"Uh-huh, if you say so."

She puffed her chest in proudness after knowing she had guessed right.

I looked toward her mom, expecting her to chide her daughter or something.

Instead, I saw her watching me with a shy blush on her face, looking away quickly when she caught me staring.

"I'm sorry," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "She says anything that comes to mind."

I smiled, trying to put her at ease. "No worries."

She cleared her throat, calling out to her daughter. "Let's go, Daisy, you'll be late for kindergarten."

The girl waved at me, her eyes full of admiration. "Bye, Uncle!"

Misty's expression turned from relief to confusion as she looked at the Spearow in her hands. "That's strange," she murmured, her brows furrowing. "Spearow aren't usually this affectionate. They're more... angsty, right?"

She remembered a Pokémon trainer she had met who had a Spearow that was always ready to pick a fight with anything that came near it.

As she pondered the unusual behavior, the Spearow in her hands suddenly began to shimmer and melt, its form shifting and changing. Misty's eyes widened in surprise as the bird transformed into a familiar-looking Ditto, complete with a cheeky grin on its face.

"Ditto!" it exclaimed, its voice mimicking the Spearow's chirp from earlier.

Misty blinked, her mouth agape. "Ditto? What are you doing here?" she asked, her voice a mix of surprise and amusement. "And why were you pretending to be a Spearow?"

The Ditto chuckled, its body jiggling slightly. "Ditto Ditto," it replied, its grin widening.

Misty laughed, shaking her head. "You little trickster," she said, gently poking the Ditto's squishy body, while keeping it pinned down with her other hand.

I shot upwards, slipping in between the gaps in her fingers, my tongue darting out to lick its lips before it latched onto her chest, squeezing her flesh. Misty gasped, her face heating up as she scanned the area. She knew Ditto, all too well.

“What are you doing?!” she hissed, her voice tight with a mix of shock and embarrassment. She yanked the pink blob off her chest.

Before she could put the sneaky thing down, the weight in her hands suddenly increased. Misty's eyes widened as she watched the small pink globe change into her replica, which was now sitting on her lap, leaning its head on her shoulder.

I looked up at Misty, my eyes wide with innocence. "Just checking if your chest has any lumps or injuries," I spoke in a totally innocent tone, trying to keep a straight face.

Misty's face turned bright red, her eyes flashing with amusement and embarrassment. "You... hentai!" she whispered, trying to push me away, but I held on tight, enjoying the warmth of her skin.

I tilted my head, my expression genuinely curious. "Perv? What is that? Is it edible?" I asked, my voice full of innocence while hugging her more tightly, burying my face in her nape.

Misty chuckled, her face flushing with amusement. "Ditto, you're such a...," she started, but couldn't finish her sentence, instead shaking her head and laughing.

“Ditto, get your butt off my legs before they snap off!” Misty demanded, trying to pry the giggling copy off.

I grinned mischievously.

"Blame yourself for having such a big butt," I teased, wiggling my beautiful girly eyebrows.

The color drained from Misty's face, replaced with a flash of pure fury. “You little--!”

I scrambled off her lap and bolted, Misty hot on my non-existent tail.

Don’t look back, don’t look back, or my butt will be red before I can even turn back!

I didn't dare look back, fearing Misty's wrath.

The Goldeen and Staryu watched the drama unfold, the Goldeen looking toward the Staryu, who simply shrugged and went back to floating peacefully in the water fountain.