Many revelations, truths revealed, plenty of fun, and more mystery.

You stand in front of them and look at them expectantly. "Are you going to tell me what's going on? You have a face," you ask curiously, though you frown, your voice sounding higher-pitched.

They look at each other, and you see Dawn struggling to find the right words, and Brock blushing and avoiding your gaze. Dawn finally speaks. "Ash! What's the last thing you remember?" she asks, her voice shaky, looking at you worriedly.

You frown and give her an annoyed look, remembering the night before. "What's that about, Dawn? What's it about? I remember a certain conversation with you last night, your annoyance, and going to bed, it's not like it was anything weird! Besides, because you're so serious, I just fell asleep, a little later than usual." You end up saying, when you see, with some surprise, that the sun was very high in the sky, and it looked like it was noon.

Hearing you, Brock looks at you and sighs. "Ash, something else happened after that," he says in a hesitant voice, and you see him searching for words. "Dawn woke me up and told me that it seemed like something was happening to you," he explains, giving you an appraising look. "You had a fever for hours, and then..." he finishes, his voice lower.

You look at him, surprised, and you're about to say something, as you put your hands on your hips, and you notice something you hadn't noticed before: where you used to have a masculine waist, now you notice how narrow and feminine it is. You also notice that your pajamas seemed to be a little bulging around your chest. "What the hell? What happened?" you say in horror. It couldn't be. Nessa and Candice had told you that you had weeks before things would become evident.

Dawn doesn't say anything, but hands you a mirror, which you take with some trepidation, and you look into it. Seeing your reflection, you let out a gasp of surprise.

You see how your face is now more feminine than before, and that your eyelashes are more feminine. Your youthful, masculine features are now scarce. You can also see how your eyes are now a turquoise blue, and as you had noticed before, your hair is longer, and you can see that it has also darkened a bit, although you see how it had some blue tones, and now it almost reaches your shoulders.

You stare at yourself for a few minutes, not knowing what to say, and cursing inwardly. Your fears are coming true. But then something comes to mind, and you look at Dawn. "What the hell did you do yesterday, Dawn? Because it's your doing, right?" you say in an annoyed tone, giving her a furious look.

She backs away in fear and surprise, but then regains her composure. "I don't know what you're talking about, Ash! Do you think this is my fault? You've been acting weird since the other day, you've had some changes, and now you're blaming me?" she says defensively, giving you a determined look.

You give her a very serious look. "I can imagine it, your innocence, Dawn? You took advantage of me sleeping and feeling bad to milk my cock and be satisfied, right? Or maybe you mounted me and enjoyed it, really, huh?" you say, while glaring at her furiously.

Hearing your words, Brock blushes and steps back, while Piplup and Pikachu, who were a few feet away, approach worriedly, but the one who shuddered, under your words, and looked at you with a mixture of regret and bewilderment, was Dawn. "W-what does it have to do with anything, huh? I don't know what all the outrage is about! Up until two days ago, you weren't complaining, and now you're acting like this? I just wanted to help you, nothing more, not even if I were infected with that damn virus," she says defensively.

You look at her firmly and snort, though you soften your gaze. "That doesn't give you the right to take advantage of me! I had my reasons for not wanting anything, okay? Now, you've made things even more complicated," you say in a serious voice, but now calmer, letting out a sigh while trying to hold back your tears.

Hearing you, both Brock and Dawn look at you in surprise. "What do you mean, Ash? What's wrong, explain yourself," Brock says seriously, staring at you.

You look at them and shake your head. "I can't explain, I'm sorry. I just ask that you don't **** me into anything serious, please, and that we ignore all this for now," you say pleadingly, then walk toward the store. "I'd better get dressed; we have to get back on the road," you say firmly, and go back inside.

Dawn and Brock stood there, still surprised, but eventually refocused on getting ready to leave. Pikachu, for his part, returned to the store.

——————-

A few minutes later, Dawn entered the store to grab her things. She froze when she saw Ash. Her eyes widened and she gasped in surprise. "Ash? What the hell? Have you gone crazy?" she said in utter shock as she watched you.

You finished adjusting your hat and clothes and frowned, walking past her with Pikachu trailing behind you. "It's my fault! Don't ask." You said in a firm voice as you left the store. You were now wearing loose black pants and a black shirt. Over it, you wore a very loose, blue sweatshirt, although it was very feminine. You had tied your hair back in a ponytail. The idea was clear: you wanted to go as unnoticed as possible.

Brock didn't say anything when he saw you, but he seemed uncomfortable. You didn't say anything and helped him clean up while Dawn gathered her things.

After half an hour, you were ready and had cleaned up. "Come on! Let's go! We have to get to Pastoria City as soon as possible," you said with your usual enthusiasm, watching Brock and Dawn smile and shake their heads in amusement as you started walking.

——————-

The following days were tense with Dawn, because with Brock, you carried on as usual. It wasn't the same with Dawn, and although it hurt, you knew you had to do it. The first thing was when, shortly before nightfall on the same day you had the conversation, and you arrived at a Pokémon center, you asked to share a room with Brock and not Dawn.

They had been perplexed, and although Nurse Joy seemed somewhat surprised, since, you supposedly, she thought you were a girl, she didn't say anything. After that, that night, you had gone to Brock's room without hesitation and had acted as normal as possible, and although, you noticed the way Brock looked at you, you didn't say or do anything.

After that night, it was normal. You shared a tent with Brock again, and although you continued to support Dawn in training her Pokémon, you didn't try anything with her again. During that time, you saw how she looked at you with sadness and a needy expression, and how she became increasingly sexually frustrated, making her advances more and more blatant. You had to muster all your determination not to fuck Dawn when you found her masturbating with her dildo and moaning your name one night.

But day after day, your determination grew, because what at first were small changes, little by little, it was undeniable that they were progressing. First, your hips became completely feminine, then your ass, your hair, it grew little by little.

With these changes, it was becoming increasingly difficult for you to hide your figure from others. Plus, your need for sexual release was almost unbearable. You'd tried every means, any relief, from ice-cold showers to even small electric shocks from Pikachu, but while they had helped, they only made you more anxious.

Finally, the night before your fight with Manati, you decided to talk to Brock and tell him the truth. You needed his advice and also help to maintain your stamina. You sigh wearily, recalling your conversation.

---Flashback---

When you entered Brock's room that night, you had left Pikachu with Dawn. You couldn't put off that conversation any longer. Sighing, you closed the door and looked around, nervously playing with a pendant you were holding. You saw that Brock wasn't in his bed, but you could hear the sound of water running from the bathroom.

Determined, you walked over to his bed and sat down to wait. You knew it was going to be an awkward conversation, but you also knew it was necessary. You couldn't hold back the secret any longer without telling someone, and Brock was your best option! Or so you hoped.

You ponder for a few minutes, until finally, the bathroom door opens, and a naked Brock emerges, wearing only a small towel over his shoulder. You see, with some amusement, how hard his cock is. You smile to yourself. He must have been masturbating with pleasure, since he must have thought you'd be back for a while.

He moves forward, a little distracted, until he sees you in his bed, looking at him with a serious face. He tries to cover his erection, somewhat embarrassed.

"Ash! You're back! I thought you'd be a while back," he says in a hurried tone, while trying to cover himself.

You smile at him and get out of bed. You walk forward with determination, standing in front of him, looking at him seriously. "I thought it best to go back and have a conversation with you, Brock," you say very seriously, then take his arm and look at him intently. "I can't hide it anymore." You say with a sigh.

He looks at you confused, but nods and lets you guide him to the bed, giving you an uneasy look. "Ash! Look, if you need help with your *problems*, I think it's best if you talk to Dawn! I don't think it's the most appropriate..." he begins.

You don't let him finish and raise a hand. "It's not about that, Brock! I need your help, or I'll go crazy," you say firmly. "And no, don't worry, it's not some kind of sexual aid! I need some advice from a friend and your help," you say, letting out a deep sigh.

Hearing you, he puts on a face somewhere between serious and worried and nods. "Does this have something to do with what happened the other day?" he asks seriously. Seeing you nod, he sighs. "I should have guessed! I was wondering when we'd have this conversation," he says firmly, then looks at you. "I guess that whole not-wanting-to-get-infected thing has changed, right?" he says with a half-smile.

You look at him embarrassed, but nod. "Sort of, Brock, but that's not all," you say, blushing and shifting uncomfortably. "The other day, something happened that I wasn't expecting, and that's why I need your advice," you say with a trembling voice.

He gives you an intense look, and as he sits on his bed, he speaks to you. "If it's because of Dawn, you don't have to worry. She's not infected, and she used a condom with you, too," he finally says, his voice trying to sound comforting.

You look at him and shake your head. "That's not the problem, Brock! The problem is that I had an orgasm, and that sped up the process." You tell him with a fearful voice. Seeing his confused face, you let out a sigh. "I'll have to start from the beginning," you say with resignation. "I know you've been investigating the infection for days on your own," you finally say seriously. You can see him open his eyes and blush. "I'm not judging you! I also know that my mother has been asking you to take care of me, but that's not why I'm telling you this," you tell him in a firm voice. "What do you know, other than what's officially said, about the virus?" you ask urgently.

He frowns and hesitates. "Not much, except that there are rumors that there are variants, and that there are rumors that the contagion rate may vary, not much," he says in a doubtful voice, then his eyes widen. "Ash! You're not saying you got infected, are you?" he asks in surprise, sizing you up.

You sigh, but shake your head. "Not exactly. What's happening is that a certain idea they had didn't go as planned." You say uncomfortably, then turn around and go to where your backpack was, take out the butt plug and the bottle of liquid, which you hadn't touched again, and go back to where you were before. "This is the one responsible," you say with determination and hand it to a confused Brock.

He takes them and looks at them, confused, and looks at you. "Uh... Ash! What does this have to do with the rest? I don't see what's different about a normal butt plug," he says, looking at the two objects.

You look at him and sigh. "Well, that damn toy was responsible for starting this mess, or rather, that liquid," you explain calmly. Seeing his confused face, you continue talking. "Supposedly, when Nessa gave it to me, she told me it was a method for gradually infecting oneself, that if used correctly, the process could take a considerable amount of time, but..." you explain in a tired voice. "The problem came when we found out it was only half true," you say, lowering your gaze.

Brock looks at you, perplexed, and swallows. "I'd heard rumors that the police knew about an illegal market for things like this, but I didn't think it was true," he says disdainfully. "And what do you mean, it was only half true?" he asks, increasingly bewildered.

You look at him and give him a sad look. "Well, the next day, they found out it was a trial substance, and that besides being more expensive than the original, it had more effects," you explain, shifting uncomfortably. "They were able to determine that this version not only feminized the user, but also caused the subject to somehow, if smeared with a girl's fluids, gradually acquire that girl's features. In my case, as you can see, it was with traces of Nessa, and Zoey, with Candice's," you tell him with a shudder.

Hearing that, Brock looks at you, completely stunned. "Nessa? The same Nessa from the Galar region? The same one Misty idolized so much? How long have you known her? You've never told me, why? Do you know how many times I've fantasized about that body... ayyyyy," he says, rubbing his head after you hit him hard on the back of his neck and grabbed his ear. "That hurts, you know? What's the point... ouch," he tries to break free.

You look at him, very annoyed, and twist his ear. "You better not talk about Nessa like that! Do you hear me, Brock?!" you say in an annoyed voice, remembering why you'd never told him about your friendship with Nessa. You had once seen Brock with fashion magazines where Nessa appeared. "And just so you know, I've known her since I was little. Where do you think that photo of her with her Milotic, dedicated to Misty, came from?" You say sarcastically, revealing a secret only Misty knew. You still smile, remembering how excited Misty had become, even though you had made her swear she wouldn't tell Brock, who had given it to her.

Brock, hearing that, opens his eyes in surprise. "Wait, you met her in Kanto? I knew she'd lived in Kanto for a long time, but I never imagined you would know her," he says with a look of immense surprise.

You look at him and nod. "Well, yes, I've known her for a long time, but now's not the point," you say, turning serious again. "As I was saying, the mixture of the liquid and the remnants of Nessa's juices caused her to gradually acquire her physical features," you tell him, blushing. "She didn't know, and she wanted to warn me, but it was too late. She'd already used it, and although it starts slowly, it gradually speeds up, depending on the number of orgasms one has." you explain with a sigh. "We learned that with one dose, the process, without interference, lasted between two and three months, as long as the subject didn't have orgasms. With two doses, the process could last between eight and twelve weeks. I had used one dose, but with the orgasms that night, it was as if I'd had two doses," you tell a perplexed Brock.

He looked at you, stunned, not knowing what to say. "You mean, every time you cum, the transformation accelerates? Is that why you were so distant with Dawn, and why you were so upset about that night?" he asks, putting things together and shifting to a sad look.

You nod and give him a sad look. "That's why, yes. I didn't want to risk infecting Dawn, since we don't know if there are any other side effects or if I can infect anyone. Besides, I didn't expect this to happen, although I'm on the verge of insanity, not being able to cum. It's either this, or suddenly turning into a girl, in a short amount of time, and unfortunately, the only way to slow down the process, I didn't even want to think about it." You just explained to Brock in a sad voice, lowering your gaze.

He nods understandingly and gets out of bed, catching you by surprise, giving you a hug. "You should have told me, Ash! You're my friend, I would have supported you from the start," he says softly, hugging you for a few seconds, then frowns. "Wait! Is there a way to slow down the process? I don't understand! What is it? It must be bad enough for you not to want to try it," he asks curiously.

You look at him and blush more, and you start to babble, trying to calm down. "Brock! The method is to consume fluids from another person, but of the opposite sex," you say softly, as you see Brock's face blush and he gives you a look of understanding. "Yes! The alternative is to start sucking cocks, anyone's, and extracting their semen," you confirm with a sigh.

He looks away and nods, embarrassed, but a thoughtful look appears on his face. "I understand! So that's why? You can only prevent its progression with semen," he says thoughtfully, giving you an appraising look. "I don't understand. If it's like you say, what were you originally planning to do? Because from what you're saying, even if it had been done differently, the same thing would have happened, right?" he asks curiously.

You look at him and sigh, reaching into a pocket of your sweatshirt and taking out the blue pendant you had there. It was the same one Nessa wore. "That's why Nessa gave me this. She had to help me hide my secret temporarily," you tell him solemnly, then he places it around his neck. "It's the only thing that works properly! You'll see now! I just have to concentrate and..." you say, closing your eyes and concentrating.

At first, Brock seems confused, but he quickly looks at you in surprise when your image changes to your usual figure, without feminine features, and with only a slight tan. The clothes remain the same. "By Arceus! Is this some kind of illusion device, or something?" he asks, glumly.

You nod and shift uncomfortably. "It's a soul stone. From what I'm told, the wearer can make themselves appear any way they want to other people. It's a variation of the Water Lily Stone, which Nessa wears," you explain, smiling sadly. "That's why I wanted to talk to you! What should I do? Would you use the stone, or what would you do?" you ask uncertainly.

Brock looks at you thoughtfully and finally approaches you and gently removes the pendant, returning your real image. "I think I can help you! And I think it's best if you use the stone," he tells you with a smile. "Although, first of all, it'd be best to do one thing," he says with a smiling look.

You nod, somewhat confused, even more so when he turns back to the bed and leaves the towel on the bed, turning around, while grabbing his cock. "Brock! What are you doing? I don't want to..." you try to say, but he smiles, and as he takes your hand, he makes you kneel.

He smiles and grabs your head, bringing his cock to your mouth. "Now, Ash! Let a good friend help you! You need milk, and I'll give you milk," he says, his voice husky. Taking advantage of the fact that you opened your mouth in surprise, he shoves his cock into your mouth, letting out a moan. "Come on, Ash! Get to work and feed yourself," he says in a husky voice, full of excitement.

You're surprised and don't know how to react. Brock's cock is quite large, about eight and a half inches. You're about to pull away, but finally, upon noticing its salty taste, your brain goes on autopilot, and you dive in to suck his cock with determination.

For over an hour in the room, only Brock's moans and slurping sounds could be heard. By the time you finished, Brock had cum in your mouth several times and given you a large amount of semen, easing your arousal for the moment and reassuring you.

When you pull away from him and sit up, he looks at you and smiles. "Are you sure you want to finish this like this? You can still... Uh, why are you looking at me like that?" he says suddenly, fearfully. While adjusting your clothes, you look at him with a dangerous look.

You smile at him, and as you walk away with a wicked look, you point at something to your right. "I think he'd better answer that, don't you, Brock?" you say maliciously and smile, when a Croagunk, with his usual impassive face, approaches Brock and gives him a harmful jab in the groin, making Brock cry out in pain and you let out a laugh of amusement. "Next time, let me know, Brock! You're a pervert!" you say, approaching him as he trembles on the floor. "Although, thank you very much for your help, and I hope you keep your word," you say, and after smiling at Croagunk, you walk over to your bed.

---End of Flashback---

You smile. Brock's action had been unexpected, but you didn't regret it. That dose of semen had relieved you a lot, and above all, had helped your cock relax. With that in mind, you enter Manati's gym to earn your fourth medal.

As you enter the gym, you mentally thank him for putting on the pendant, since the look Manati was giving you made you cringe inside. Although you were grateful that Brock had kept his word, even despite your ****, and that Dawn was still very upset. You knew you should focus on this fight.

——————-

A couple of hours later, you left the gym, exultant and with a big smile, holding your Cienaga medal. Dawn smiled happily at your side, and Brock patted you on the back, congratulating you. You were about to leave when a voice called out to you. "Ketchum! Wait a moment," Manati's voice is heard.

You turn and look at him curiously as he approaches. "Uh, did you want something?" you ask, hesitantly, but also nervously, noticing his intense gaze, looking you up and down.

He gives you a sharp look and shakes his head. "It's nothing serious, kid! I just wanted to have a few words with you, if possible?" he says politely, but still has that appraising look.

You look at him confused, but nod. "Sure! See you guys in a bit," you say, while signaling for Pikachu to go with Brock and Dawn, and you follow Manati.

——————-

Fifteen minutes later, you were on all fours on a bedroom bed, completely naked, screaming like a madwoman with pleasure, while a cock mercilessly rammed your ass, fucking you like never before. "Please stop! I don't want this! I can't..." you try to say between moans, but a hand slaps your ass and makes you moan.

You hear an amused laugh and Manati's voice. "But how am I going to stop, huh? It would be inconsiderate not to reward you for your victory," he says in an amused voice, while he keeps pumping his cock into your ass. "Besides, you come dressed like this, and you moan like that, and you're telling me you don't want this! Come on, stop denying it and admit it, you want to be fucked good." Saying this, he increases the speed of the fuck.

You shudder, trying to justify yourself, but it's useless. Besides, it was true. The pleasure was immense, and Manati knew how to use his cock properly. You curse, moaning nonstop. This looked really bad. Either you did something, or by nightfall, you'd have lost all your masculinity.

While you're trying to gather your strength, two naked, very beautiful girls appear before you, each with two enormous cocks between their legs. "Come on! Be good and let us help you. You'll see that the Great Destroyer will make you enjoy yourself like never before," says one of them, a blonde with long hair and medium-sized breasts.

You're about to speak when the other girl, a green-haired woman with short hair and size D breasts, brings her cock closer to you. "Come on! Relax and enjoy! Here are the vitamins you need to finish this," she says in a honeyed voice.

Still moaning, you look at those two cocks in front of you, and with a small sigh of resignation, you take one to your mouth and grab the other. You'd figure out what to do later.

For the next three hours, the three of them fucked you mercilessly, making you cum multiple times and filling you with semen. They fucked you in every position they could think of, and they squeezed all the cum out of you. When they finally finished, you fell exhausted on the bed, drooling and trying to regain your voice. "You're all bastards, you know! You've fucked me good," you say, sounding tired, while playing with your pendant, which you hadn't taken off.

The two girls giggle in amusement and say goodbye with a couple of kisses and leave the room, while Manati looked at you with amusement. "That was the idea, right? Besides, you really enjoyed it, didn't you? Although..." he says suddenly serious and looks at your pendant. "Wait a second, I know that pendant! It can't be..." she says in surprise, now looking at you in horror. "Don't tell me, that's why you didn't transform!? You're wearing the Soul Stone!" she says now in fear.

You look at him with annoyance and get out of bed. "How perceptive! You realize it now, asshole!" you say with annoyance, while you look for your clothes. Although you're surprised, you didn't expect him to know the pendant. "And to your question, that's right! And it's your fault I should use it more," you say with annoyance, although you smile maliciously afterwards. "Do you want to see why I wore it, and why I didn't want this to happen?" you say, smiling mockingly at him, and you prepare to take off the pendant, although you don't know what consequences your activity would have had.

He looks at you in surprise and watches you as you take off the pendant. Moments later, a gasp of surprise can be heard throughout the gym.

——————-

A while later, you were smiling proudly and walking confidently into the Pokémon Center, where an impatient Brock and Dawn were waiting for you in the lobby. They frowned when they saw you calmly enter.

You walk forward confidently and stand in front of them, looking at them with a confident smile. "So, what? Are we going, or what? It's getting late?" you say firmly, watching them both huff and puff. "Come on, don't complain so much, I just dawdled a little." You say as Pikachu climbs onto your shoulder.

Dawn looks at you indignantly and crosses her arms. "A little? We've been waiting for you to show up for over three hours, Ash! Because of you, it'll be night before we know it." She complains, giving you an annoyed look, then looks back at you and frowns. "It doesn't matter! Here are the Poké Balls. Both Buizel and, as you can see, Pikachu, are already recovered," she says seriously, handing you Buizel's Poké Ball.

You nod and smile as you pocket the Poké Ball, and you see Dawn looking at you out of the corner of her eye. You knew she was puzzled. Ever since this morning, when she saw you, you had regained a masculine appearance. And even though you were still wearing the same baggy clothes, your attitude hadn't changed. You smile, if only she knew, but for now, you'd still say nothing.

A few minutes later, you left Prairie City, headed for Dawn's next contest. You smiled as you walked away, reflecting on how rewarding your time in Prairie City had been, in many ways. You thought this, playing with your pendant around your neck and smiling.

——————-

When you set up camp that night, both Brock and Dawn looked perplexed, as if without saying anything. You left your backpack in Dawn's tent. They both looked at each other intrigued, but didn't say anything. You even saw Dawn's eyes light up with hope.

While you're having dinner, you talk happily and joke naturally, and you go back to acting like you did before with Dawn. You even tease her, discreetly slipping a hand under her skirt and making her shudder slightly. You play with her pussy without Brock noticing. You smile proudly as you bring her to the brink of orgasm multiple times, but without giving her the relief she wanted. You smile to yourself as you talk to Brock. That was your ****.

You continue torturing her throughout dinner, and you watch with amusement as she bites her lip and stifles her moans. Whenever she can, she throws you frustrated glances. On one occasion, Brock even gets up, leans over your ear, and whispers, "Finish this, or take your hand away! But don't do this anymore," he says in an annoyed whisper, while he tries to move his hand to your crotch.

You smile wickedly and push her hand away, continuing to masterfully **** her, making sure that by the time you're done, she's bright red and can barely contain her moans of need. She's the first to get up from the table. "I think I'll go to bed early. I'm exhausted. See you tomorrow, Brock!" she says, smoothing her skirt and standing up. But first, she whispers to you, "Don't take too long! I'll wait for you at the store, so don't let Brock find out!" she says in an impatient whisper.

You smile amusedly as you watch her enter the store, then look at Brock. "You know, you'll be right in the end, and I should have talked to Dawn a long time ago," you say, smiling amusedly at Brock's face, which at first is one of confusion, then astonishment, before you laugh. "Don't ask! I'll explain later." you finish telling him, with a mocking smile.

He nods in understanding and doesn't ask anything else. While you help him clean up the remains of dinner, you take your time returning to the store. You wanted to enjoy knowing that Dawn would be beyond frustrated.

Finally, you say goodbye to Brock, saying goodnight to him and Pikachu, and head to the store you shared with Dawn, entering and looking inside.

You smile at Dawn, who's looking at you very seriously and waiting for you standing there, already dressed in her pajamas.

As you zip up the tent and walk forward, with a smile, you know it's going to be a long night.