Why not his mother?

Ash walked down to the living room, His mother on call with Nurse Joy from Viridian City. "It was good to catch up with you. Glad things have calmed down at the center. Have a good day!" She says as she hangs up the phone. Turning around, She spots Ash coming from downstairs. "Good morning Ash. You slept in pretty late today."

"Yeah, yeah." Ash's flight back from the Galar region had been surprisingly tiring. looking at the clock, it was actually 10am. He really had slept in late.

Dalia put her arms on her hips, looking at her son. "I know you've won the Alola league and Champions tournament, but that's no reason to be idle. I'm going to make lunch soon, so you'll have to wait for that." She headed for the kitchen. "Oh, and Misty said she'd be stopping by later, please clean yourself up. You haven't seen her in a while so you should be looking forward to that."

Ash was feeling surprisingly irked by his mother's excessive... mothering. He was a grown man and Pokemon master now! He thought it would get him a little more respect in that department. In a fit of frustration, he threw one of the pokeballs at his mother's back. To his surprise, it worked as advertised, a wave of light came out at his shocked mother looked at him before being engulfed, disappearing into the pokeball.

Holy Arceus! The fact that the balls worked had surprised him, and even more so was that he just caught his own mother. He ran over and picked up the ball. He saw a word glowing on the red part of the ball. 'Role?' blinked at him. Right, the directions said he could choose a role for her or not. After pondering - and not quite ready to see his mother naked (yet) he settled on something close to what she was before. 'How about MILF?" The 'Role?' disappeared, replaced with 'MILF'. All right, so it was based on what he said. He tossed the ball out, releasing his mother from the confines. One thing's for shure she'd be a lot sexier...