Friends, New and Old

“Ooof,” you huff, from the ground. You look up at the figure you ran into, rubbing your ass trying to ease the pain from your fall.

“Sorry about that,” he holds out a hand. His arms are covered in sheer fabric, coming down to past his thumb just a hole for it to stick out. He wears a blue Roxie t-shirt, the musician’s name in a hard to read font, that is cut along a jagged line just below where his nipples would be. The sheer fabric comes from below the shirt down over his flat stomach before dipping into his black pants. If his pants hung any lower, you’d surely see his cock. His hips bare where neither his pants or the sheer body suit covered.

You take his hand and he pulls you up, he’s not much taller than you. “No, I’m sorry. I should’ve been more careful.”

He runs his hand through his hair, the black locks that hang around his face, shift showing off undertones of blue and green, with a flash of pink near his scalp. “Let’s both be sorry then,” he smirks. There’s something so familiar about his face, but you can’t quite place it.

“Sounds good,” you say, “I’m Amber by the way.”

He laughs, “I’m well aware. You’re final 4 in the tournament.” You blush, still forgetting that you’re currently a minor celebrity. “I’m JJ,” he offers his hand again, and you shake it.

You look around, “Where’s my phone?”

JJ joins the search looking around, “There,” he points to the landing down the stairs. He follows you down to it.

“Shit, it’s busted.” You look over the cracked screen, that won’t turn on.

“Need to borrow mine?” he offers his own device.

You start to navigate before realizing that you don’t actually remember John’s number. “I don’t know anyone’s number. Except my mom’s and she’s on a cruise, so…”

“Well, we are in a department store. Maybe they can salvage something off your phone? Or get you a new one?”

“Yea, I think my friends should just be a couple floors down.”

“Well, let’s go find them,” he says, offering you an arm. You know you should be skeptical of trusting a stranger, especially with everything that’s happened lately. But something about him feels calming and familiar. So you take his arm and walk down the stairs with him.

You keep a watchful eye on him and any upcoming corners, as you walk together through the department store. “Do you see them? What do they look like?” JJ asks, as you look around the crowded store that John and Opal were supposed to be shopping in.

“John is tall, black, muscular, and bald. Opal is short, petite, cute, with blue hair that sparkles in the light.”

“Got it, so how tall, cause I don’t see anyone towering over the crowd,” JJ says looking around the crowded store full of bug enthusiasts.

“Me neither.”

“Maybe we should go get your phone fixed so you can just call them?” he suggests.

You and JJ cut through a clothing store as a short cut to the elevator. The electronics department is several floors down. You walk past a changing room when you feel something grab you. Your heart jumps from your chest, you push JJ away, your fear response confident that his trap has finally been sprung. How could you be so stupid to trust a stranger? Then you smack the hand, that’s poking out of the changing room.

“Ouch,” a voice whines as the hand retreats.

JJ grumbles, a crash of hangers and racks clattering as he stands up from where he ‘fell.’ “What was that?”

“Something grabbed me, and I just freaked.”

A face peeks out from behind the door. “Bill?” you question as you recognize him.

“Amber?” he sounds a little unsure of your name, but he did get it right so he knew to some degree, right? “This is brilliant! I need your help. You remember the teleport technology I was working on?”

“The one that turned you into a Clefairy?”

He blushes, “Yes, that one. Except we fixed that issue remember? Well, I was running a test, trying to figure out longer distances. So I was going to teleport to the Celadon branch of my company. But I guess there are rounding errors when we increase the range, and I wound up here instead.”

“Okay, but why do you need our help?” JJ asks a little skeptical.

Bill blushes even more, “Well the teleporter still doesn’t like taking clothes with the target. Which seemed like a minor problem cause we could just have clothes waiting on both sides until we figured it out.”

JJ and you both realize, and snicker, “So you’re naked in there?”

“Yes, I’m naked. Now could you maybe fetch me some clothes?”

JJ and you laugh to each other as you search the store for an outfit. You quickly come to realize that this store is mostly lingerie. “How about this?” JJ holds up a corset.

“It is more concealing than this,” you say holding up a lacy bra.

“Ah, here we go,” you beam holding up a loose black slip, with a nearly see through bust.

“Perfect,” JJ giggles, “But it’s a little short, he might need some panties just in case of a strong gust.”

You grab a lacy black set that matches the slip. You knock on Bill’s changing room, and he cracks the door and accepts the clothes. “What is this?” he asks.

“Well you kind of teleported into a lingerie store,” you tell him.

“Fuck.” He grumbles a bit and then steps out into the open store front. “Thanks, now let’s get out of here.”

JJ puts up a hand stopping him, “We’ve got to pay first,” he points towards the young woman behind the counter.

“Find everything all right?” Kali, according to her nametag, asks, giving Bill a twice over.

“No problems,” JJ says and pulls the tag towards Kali’s scanner.

“Is that all for you?” she asks.

“Depends did you take the panties?” you ask.

Bill nervously nods, and JJ lifts the side of Bill’s slip, revealing the black lace beneath. He flips the card, so Kali can scan it. Bill is burning a bright red, by the time the lingerie is lowered to conceal his lace covered bulge. You try not to laugh, you go to pay but realize your phone is broken. Luckily JJ is willing to pick up the bill.

After that you, JJ, and Bill go down the elevator to the electronics department. Bill tries to keep going down, but JJ says, “You owe us for the clothes, so you’ll just have to run this little errand so we don’t lose you before you pay me back.”

Bill resists at first but the meek nerd gives in fairly quickly. You get a worker to help you set up your phone and transfer all everything over. Once your new phone is working again, the texts come through. “Opal and I are joining the guys for camping tonight, just going a little city crazy. We’ll see you at the stadium tomorrow, good luck.” So that explains why you couldn’t find John, and he thought you were with Jack so he had no reason to worry.

Bill’s face is red the entire walk through town. You stop outside the pokecenter, “I should probably go in here,” you say, part of you wanting to keep walking with JJ. “You could come back after, if you wanted,” you suggest, hoping that JJ wants the same.

He glances at the pokecenter, “I have some things to do tonight.” He says and your heart, and maybe your loins, are disappointed. “But maybe another day?” he smiles, and his blue eyes are filled with compassion and warmth.

“I’d like that,” you say, and before you turn to leave, JJ leans in kissing you. You’re still a little dazed when he breaks away.

He walks away, slinging his arm over Bill’s bare shoulders. He glances back, catching you staring, “We hope to see you again,” he waves as him and Bill round the corner.

You quickly hurry inside the pokecenter, not wanting to be caught out by Team Rocket at the last moment. Once in your room, you see a series of panicked messages from Jack. She was checking up on you, and freaking out when you weren’t responding. You quickly message back, explaining everything. The broken phone, JJ, Bill, and most importantly that you’re safe.