A Pumpkin?

As you turn your gaze to focus on the movement out of the corner of your eye, you do not immediately spot the source of movement. Trying to avoid the chill running up your spine you continue scanning the area, but the movement always seems to be out of the corner of your eye. But after a few passes you start to notice that the movement is always from the same direction. Figuring out where the movement should be coming from you focus on where you think the ghost is hiding. At first you don’t notice anything out of the ordinary, just more plants, rotten pieces of wood, a pumpkin, some discarded trash.

Wait, a pumpkin?

Figuring that you have nothing to lose you toss a Pokémon ball at the pumpkin and to your surprise it reacts, capturing something. Something which immediately escapes. No longer trying to hide, the Ghost floats up into the air and stares at you with large glowing eyes.

“Holy SHIT!? ” Jumping backwards you cry out, you are unashamed to admit that you are now officially scared. As you stare at the, floating specter you cry out. “Elly! Quick Attack!”

Following your command Elly charges at the ghost, only to fly straight through it. As surprised as you are, you and your Pokémon give out cries of surprise as she collides into your chest, sending you falling onto your ass.

Sitting up and wrapping your arms around Elly, who is now shivering in your arms, you notice the Ghost floating closer to you. Terror traveling up your back you crawl backwards on the ground, trying to keep your distance from the thing. You then see it open its mouth and roll to the side, just as the creature spat something out in your direction.

Fueled by terror induced adrenaline, you roll to the side and manage to stand onto your feet, Elly still clutched in your arms. The Ghost doesn’t stop attacking and you start running to dodge the bullets flying out of its mouth. You jump behind a fallen log, just as you hear the sound of multiple thuds smack into the wood.

Wait, those weren’t just bullets. That attack was bullet seed. IT WAS A GRASS POKEMON!

Still hiding behind the fallen log you peak over the edge and toss one of your Pokémon Balls and release your Nidoran. Slightly confused, Arthur looks around and quickly lays eyes on the floating ghost. You see him start to take a fearful step back, but you cry out. “Use Poison Sting!”

Thankfully, Arthur is well trained and you see him charge at the Ghost and are pleased to see that he does not pass through it. In fact your guess on the Ghost and ALSO being a Grass type seems to have been very correct as you watch the expression of the ghost change. Flashing between surprise, confusion, and then anger.

Locking eyes with you, the Ghost floats down to the ground and then disappears. You only have a second to wonder where it had gone before you spot it sneaking up behind your Nidoran. Arthur is soon sent flying, but manages to land on his feat. You shout out “Use Poison Sting again!” and watch as Arthur charges and slams into the flying piece of fruit. The spirit still looks angry, but it also looks tired. Grabbing an empty Pokémon Ball you toss it and watch with frozen anticipation as the ball shakes.

Once

Twice

Thrice

Seeing the ball stop shaking and give a familiar ping you fall to your knees and let out a breath you hadn't realized you were holding in. “Oh, you caught it.”

“THE FUCK!?!?” Almost jumping out of your skin, you leap back a few feet and turn around. Only to see Lilly standing behind you.

Her expression currently unreadable and seemingly completely unbothered by the fact that she is still completely naked.

For your part, you quickly managed to calm yourself down. “Well, of course I did. It wasn’t even that hard.” Calmed down now, you start to look over Lilly’s naked body, noticing that she has not yet bothered to wipe the sweat from her skin or the dried girl cum from her pussy lips.

She either doesn’t seem to notice or simply doesn’t care.

She gives an enthusiastic nod and starts talking excitedly, her previously blank expression being replaced with a large excited grin. “You just caught a Pumpkaboo which is a grass type, although I guess you already figured that out already. Seeing as you switched to a poison type. Anyway, a Pumpkaboo’s body is inhabited by a spirit trapped in this world. You can tell the type of spirit, or the number of spirits, based on its size. Bigger ones tend to prefer the souls of adults while smaller ones prefer the spirits of children. Did you happen to see if you caught a big one or a small one!?”

As Lilly spoke she got closer and closer to you, until her breasts were pressed up against your chest. When she finishes speaking she stares intensely into your eyes, seemingly unbothered by the fact that she is literally shoving her chest against you.

“It didn’t look that big...” You honestly hadn’t gotten that close of a look at it. Even if you did, you now didn’t want to think about the size of it, and what that implied. Instead you changed the subject. “How about you, do you need help catching one for yourself?”

She blinks and for a moment and you think she isn’t going to say anything. “Oh, I already caught one.” Stepping back she holds up a Pokémon Ball and releases the creature inside.

You were honestly expecting another Pumpkaboo, or at least another ghost grass. But that was not what Lilly sent out.

Because instead of looking at a possessed piece of fruit, you were looking at a possessed candle. “Is that a candle?”

Her expression is once more full of giddy excitement as she starts talking a mile a minute. “Oh, this is a Litwick! Its flame is powered by the life energy it absorbs around it. They pretend to guide lost travelers around by illuminating dark areas. But in fact they are sucking away their life energy and leading them away to the ghost world.” She turns her face back towards you and looks at you with wide excited eyes. “Isn’t it amazing!”

Amazing wasn’t the word you would use. “It certainly is, interesting…” But if nothing else, Lilly had proved once again that she knew a lot more about Ghost Pokémon than you did. Granted you knew next to nothing, but that just made her knowledge that more important to you. Still, talking about both of these ghosts was making you feel nervous. Not scared, you were Blue Motherfucking Oak after all. But being careful was a healthy habit for everyone.

“Should we look around for some more?” Not that you actually wanted to stay here, you were actually hoping she would say that it was time to go. Personally, you were all for getting out of this forest and heading towards Pewter City.

But if the large chested naked crazy ghost expert wanted to stay you were not going to say no.

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Author's Notes: Well, I finally just picked Pumpkaboo! Other contenders were, Phantump (Ghost/Grass), Litwick, or Honedge(Steel/Ghost). Really most of the decision was between Pumpkaboo or Phantump since I want Blue to have a Grass Type for Brock & Misty.

Oh who am I kidding, like I'll ever stick to this long enough to reach the Water Gym! LOL!