Your alarm goes off.

Finally feeling relaxed after a long day of training you feel excited at the prospect of sleep. Preparing for the night you start to change into your pajamas, when suddenly the tent erupts in a loud beeping. You sit straight upright at the sound. Runt reacts quickly grabbing your phone. And the game is on, Runt is thoroughly loving the chance to play keep away. You leap at her repeatedly trying to grab your beeping phone from her mouth, but her speed keeps her one step ahead of you at all times. As the alarm continues you feel as if the sound is drilling into your head. “Runt, drop it,” you command once again trying to reach for your phone. “Joltik use string shot,” the yellow spider starts spinning a sticky string at Runt. Once she is slowed by the sticky webbing, you are finally able to grab your phone back and turn off the unnecessary alarm.

“HELLO? IS SOMEONE OVER THERE?” You can hear a loud and undoubtedly masculine voice coming from nearby outside your tent. You stay quiet not wanting to attract his attention. You also recall your pokemon not trusting Runt not to bark and give you away. “Ah here you are. You going to come out?” The voice is obviously right outside your tent. You reach for the zipper knowing you can’t hide any longer.

“Hey, sorry I was just getting ready for bed.” You say emerging from your tent. You stand shocked in front of the man standing in your campsite. You swear he must be nearly 7 feet tall. You were expecting another bug nerd but instead find yourself in front of a very muscular dark skinned giant. Surprisingly you see a similar shocked expression on his face.

“You’re uhm a, you’re uh . . .” It’s a little funny seeing the big man so nervously stumbling over his words.

“Hey,” you say again trying to break him out of his stuttering. “Are you honestly that surprised to see a girl out here?”

“No, it’s not that, it’s just that well uhm,” he pauses again just gesturing downwards. You quickly look down to see that you are completely topless. You forgot that you were changing when the alarm went off and you never got a chance to finish. Your hands quickly move to cover yourself before turning back to the tent. You manage to grab your button up shirt from today and swing it back on. You usually take the time to tie it up like you did during the day but **** to get dressed you just start fumbling with the buttons. The shirt is oversized to help with the shaping while tied but in the buttoned form it looks more like a dress. When you turn back to the man he seems a bit more composed with you being covered.

“Sorry I was getting ready for bed when that alarm went off. I’m Amber by the way. Did you need something?” You ask hoping he isn’t looking for a battle since your pokemon are still weak and Joltik is inexperienced. Even if your womanhood disagrees with the prospect while you can’t help but admire his muscles.

“My name’s John and Amber, I was thinking about hanging out and chatting over dinner. But after that entrance, I’m thinking maybe a battle is in order. But it is getting a little dark so why don’t we settle for a 1v1?” Slightly disappointed but not really surprised you reach for your pokeballs ready to battle.

The idea of a 1v1 battle does sound nice since it evens the odd since you only really have one battle ready pokemon. “Sounds good by me, Johnny boy,” you say mocking the giant, your eyes never leaving his pecs threatening to burst from his shirt. Part of you feels bad about staring at his chest like so many boys have done to you, but the other part is growing too aroused to care. If you could manage to look up from his chest you would notice John being amused by your cocky attitude.

“Well, let’s do this then.” You both throw out a pokeball and suddenly Joltik is facing off against a Butterfree. “Oh, wow a Joltik!” The genuine sound of excitement in his voice makes you realize that John is actually another bug nerd after all. “Afterwards you have to let me see him.”

“Deal as long as I get to see your . . .” you bite your lip before you say pecs, “um Butterfree.” Nice save you think to yourself. John reaches out his hand to shake on it, as you grab his hand you finally lose focus on his chest only to find yourself staring at his massive arms.

“Joltik let’s try a fury cutter.” He leaps at John’s flying pokemon landing a slash across its body.

“Gust.” The Butterfree’s wings flap sending a gust of air towards Joltik causing him to be launched off the ground.

“Hit him with another fury cutter.” You know that landing multiple fury cutters in a row could lead to a quick and easy victory. The slashing move hits once again.

“Poison powder, now.” John’s movements cause him to inadvertently flex and by the time your focus returns to the battle it’s too late for a dodge command. You feel ashamed that your inability to control your urges led to your new pokemon partner to be poisoned.

“Sorry buddy. I’ve got an antidote for you as soon as this is over. But let’s finish this with one final fury cutter.” you command trying your hardest to no longer even look at John for the rest of the battle.

“Butterfree dodge!” your focus once again broken by John’s booming voice echoing through the trees and bringing your gaze to his muscular body once again. Butterfree floats out of Joltik’s reach breaking the streak of fury cutters.

Joltik looks rough from the poisoning but Butterfree seems to be almost as bad off from the fury cutter barrage. You can barely stay focused on the battle itself. The battle nearing an end, it could easily go either way.