Pokemon Live in the Tall Grass

Jenna scurried out of the lab, through her neighborhood, and past the house where she grew up in with nothing but her underwear and a single poke ball. It wouldn't have been so bad if everyone around her were strangers, but these people knew her, they recognized her, and they would remember her.

She made it to Route One and left Pallet Town behind. Despite the name, there was no road between Pallet Town and Viridian City, and only occasionally a path. Most of the route was tall grass.

Jenna walked in a crouch, careful not to step on a splinter with her bare feet and hoping the grass would give her at least a little cover. She saw some people further up the route, but she avoided them. If she was lucky, they would only be trainers hoping to give their Pokemon battle experience or catch another one. If she wasn't, they were photographers, and their cameras would capture the image of a girl in her underwear as well as a Pidgey.

While she was focused on avoiding the other people, hugging the cliffs and ducking behind bushes, a wild Rattata appeared, and bit her on the butt.

"Ow!"

"Rattata!" it said. Like the name implied, the Pokemon looked like a large, purple rat, and its two front teeth had hooked the waistband of her panties. Jenna tried to pull away, but that only made her panties fall down her butt as a reverse wedgie.

Mooning the wild Pokemon her pale, round butt cheeks, she grab the front of her panties to keep her front covered and threw down her poke ball. "Bulbasaur, I choose you!"

"Bulbasaur!"

"Bulbasaur, use tackle!

"Bulbasaur!" Bulbasaur threw himself at the Rattata, scoring a critical hit, and Rattata fainted. Still, the Pokemon had had a **** grip on her panties, and when Bulbasaur knocked it over, Jenna fell over too. She stood back up, glad that no one had been around to witness her matchless display of grace and elegance, and pulled her panties back up over her bubble butt, hoping that they weren't damaged.