Throw-Up Aside, WTF Is Going On!?

"Uuuugh..."

After you finished spewing up your breakfast, you just sort of collapsed against the wall of the cave. A good six feet away from the Puke Rock of course. Now you just sort of hold a hand against your head, eyes screwed shut as you do your best to nurse the throbbing headache pounding on the inside of your skull.

That only lasts about ten seconds as you hear an ear-piercing screech.

"BIG SIS!!!"

You open your eyes to find yourself glomped by a very happy and excited Zubat.

"Oh thank fuck you're ok Sis! I was shitting bricks when I saw you vanish!"

...Wait. Is... Is he...?

"Ace?"

You wince as you feel him jolt and gasp loudly.

"OH SHIT! Did you hit your head? Are you ok? You didn't lose your memories did you!? Quick, how many wings am I holding up!? Oh sweet Arceus, I can't lose you too!!"

You gently, but firmly pick up the excitable bat and pull him away from your face, letting you take a deep breath as you just kind of. Think on things.

"I-I'm. Fine, Ace. I think. I need a minute, or three."

"Oh.. Okay Big Sis!"

Your eye twitches softly at that, before you let out a small sigh as you let him go. Without a word, he flaps his way back into his hair nest and snuggles up. Which is good as you are about a hairs breadth from absolutely freaking the FUCK out. If just one more thing happens, you are going to fucking SCREAM. There is only so much you can handle and right now you are very much well past the point of healthy stresses.

Sighing, you close your eyes and start to retrace everything that has happened to you in the past few hours.

So far, you met up with Steve, found out that he swapped with his brother. You sent him to go get Pokéballs while you trained Ace up a bit. Steve came back and tried to catch Ace, only to have somehow caught you instead... Hoo boy that's not pleasant to think about... Also, now your eyes are a bright blue and you have this weird, but kinda sexy crest along your collarbone. And you can understand Ace.

...Wait. Steve, caught you. Are, are you now his Pokémon? ...No, no that'd be crazy! Well, is it? You guess you'll see. Speaking of Steve actually...

"Hey, Ace?"

"Hmm? What is it Big Sis? You feeling better?"

That, sent a weird shudder down your spine. Just, roll with it Luna, one thing at a time.

"Umm. Kind of. I was wondering, where's Steve?"

You can feel him sigh against your hair. It was actually adorable.

"Just around the corner. I think that rat bastard pussy is still smelling your shedding for some reason. I don't like him, he's a meaner..."

Wait... Shedding?

"Uh, what do you mean by..."

You look down and are promptly reminded that you are very much indeed naked as can be. You can feel your face heating up as the thoughts of him sniffing your panties worm into your head and you start seeing red.

Without another word, you stand up with your teeth grinding, fists clenched. You slowly walk around the corner, only to find Steve sitting down against a stone wall, using your panties to jack off his surprisingly large package. Out of sheer habit, you guesstimate his cock to be about nine to nine and a half inches long, and a hunky two inches thick. You feel your eye twitch as your barely suppressed rage, frustration and stress reaches a breaking point inside you.

You feel something snap in the back of your mind before you rush forward, grabbing Steve by the collar and getting right up in his face.

"WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING ASSHOLE!?!?"

You don't even wait for a response as you slap him HARD across the cheek. Gripping his chin, you point his face back to yours as you seethe in raw fury.

"I'VE HAD TO SAY GOODBYE TO MY ONLY FRIENDS, GOT SWINDLED OUT OF HALF OF MY MONEY, HAD TO MAKE A DEAL TO COVER YOUR STUPID ASS SO THEY DON'T THROW ME BACK IN JAIL, GOT CAUGHT IN A GOD-DAMN POKÉBALL!! ALL WITHIN THE SPAN OF A FEW HOURS! AND IT TOOK YOU MAYBE TWO FUCKING MINUTES OF ME BEING OUT OF YOUR LINE OF SIGHT FOR YOU TO TAKE MY PANTIES AND JACK YOURSELF OFF WITH THEM!!!"

You hate this. You're fucking done with this guy. You want to punch him, strangle him, just do SOMETHING to make this asshole pay, but it's like there's a block in your mind preventing you from acting on these urges.

"AAAAAAAAAARGH!!!"

You just scream in frustration and drop him, picking up your clothes and stomping off, not caring for where you're going so long as you just get out of this fucking cave. You can't hear anything, can't see anything other than what's directly in front of you. You've completely tunnel-visioned and you simply just do not care.

The moment you're outside you sprint for the closest treeline, not caring for the warning cries you tune out from Ace. It all blurs together as the anger and frustration slowly fizzle away, leaving you feeling empty, cold and helpless. When your legs are just too tired to keep going, you collapse against the trunk of a tree and you can't stop the tears from flowing freely.

You cry until you've run out of tears, shaking and shivering. You don't know how long you were sitting there, nor do you even know what was happening around you. The last thing you remember before you passed out was feeling something warm draped over your shoulders and the world faded to black.

You wake up gasping in a cold sweat, sitting up straight and having a blanket slide off of you. Looking around, you see that you were inside some sort of tent. There appears to be the flickering lights of a fire outside and at the door of the tent, you saw a pile of neatly folded clothes with a note on it. On the roof of the tent, you saw Ace snoring ever so softly. Poor guy must have been watching over you and got all tuckered out.

Reaching over and cautiously picking up the note, you blink at what it says.

Hey, I'm sorry I apologize for me being a dumbass. I got you some new clothes to try to help you feel better. When you feel up for it, can we talk? If nothing else, then just about the whole Pokéball thing.

That did happen, right? This isn't all just a dream? I hope you feel better Luna.

Steve

You sigh and crumple up the note before looking over the new clothes. This was nice and the tent was actually nice for him to do, but you are still mad at him. For now. It's all grays and blacks, but right now you're ok with that. There's a full set of black sweatpants, a thick gray hoodie and a plain black shirt. He even got you new bra and panties, no doubt he got your sizes from his wank off session. You decide to not look a gift-ponyta in the mouth and put on the new clothes, feeling a little better now that you wear in comfort clothes.

But, you were still very tired and exhausted from the sheer nightmare of today, so talking can wait. You pull the blanket back over you as you close your eyes and let the dreams take you once again.