You decide to have a good time, a very intense night, discoveries of all kinds, and surprises.

With determination, you stand in front of the boy who was alone and gently grab his cock. "So what exactly is it, do you think you can offer me?!" you whisper maliciously, testing something that came to mind, as Pikachu climbed off your shoulder and headed toward Brock's bed.

He moans contentedly as you skillfully masturbate him and smile at him. "Fuck, don't stop, boy, you have fabulous hands, and I can assure you, tonight I'll milk you of all your cum and you'll enjoy it like never before," he says in an excited voice, throwing his head back.

He doesn't see you frown and your expression turns to one of annoyance. Once again, you'd been mistaken for a boy. You didn't know how you knew, but it had been a constant since the beginning of your journey: the vast majority of the times you hooked up, it was with girls or gay boys. When girls saw you in those baggy clothes, they thought you were a really cute guy, and gay men liked the idea of a boy with long hair and feminine features.

You sigh in resignation. Now you know, because you'd never had intimacy until you met Zoey, everyone freaked out when you told them you were a girl, or they'd run away when you took off your clothes. Brock had been a great support on all your trips. He had supported you, along with Misty, and had comforted you countless times when you had returned home dejected and sad after a particularly embarrassing experience involving Misty and a boy in Jhoto. You had decided to use the test, to see if they hadn't identified you from the magazines, but they did know you were a girl.

Hearing the boy's words confirms what you imagined, another boy, who didn't want anything to do with girls. Resigned, you return your attention to what you were doing, but this time you give his balls a very hard and painful squeeze.

He reacts quickly, opening his eyes and letting out a cry of pain as he glares at you angrily. "Hey! What's this about, kid? Have you gone crazy or something?" he asks, annoyed. You see, on the bed, the two boys had stopped their attacks on May and Dawn and turned around in surprise.

But far from being intimidated, you give him an annoyed look. "You're an asshole, is that what you are? I'm a girl, just so you know, and you and your friends have two options: go somewhere else with them, or get lost," you tell them seriously, then look at May and Dawn, who were now looking at you with annoyed expressions. "Is that clear?" you say in a tone that brooks no doubt, then you turn around and head back to your bed.

You can hear the three boys' gasps of surprise, and then they blurt out. "A girl! It's impossible," you heard someone say, but you ignored them and headed to the bathroom and put on your pajamas, which were the same ones you had on before.

You turned your back on them while searching through your bag when someone approached you from behind and hugged you from behind. "Because, didn't you say so, huh? You didn't have to get so mad," the guy from before said, as you noticed his cock pressing against your ass. "Take off those clothes, we're going to have a lot of fun," he said excitedly.

You were surprised, but you nodded. It wouldn't be the first time this had happened, and it always happened afterward. Without hesitation, you turned around and lightly pushed the guy. You began to take off your clothes, under his watchful gaze, which went from amusement to surprise to horror, when you were finally naked before his eyes. "Well, satisfied?" You ask him with amusement, and you see him blushing brightly and starting to babble. You snort. "Come on, if you're going to act like this, you better go," you say sadly, and turn around again, purposely bending over a little, giving him a perfect view of your ass and pussy, as you search through your bag.

You search for a few seconds, until finally, it catches you by surprise when you notice hands on your hips, as they make you lean further over the bed, and a cock is positioned near your pussy. "Fuck! If I don't see it, I don't believe it, I'm going to fuck the Great Nessa," he says happily, as he places his cock at the entrance of your pussy. "Let's see if the rumors are true, and you're so fierce in bed," he says in an excited voice, as he begins to thrust his big, thick cock inside you.

You're surprised, and you stir restlessly, you hadn't expected that. "Wait! That's not what I meant..., ahhhhhh!" you try to say, but you can't finish, when you notice how he, with a jerk, thrust his cock all the way into your pussy, making you let out a loud moan of pleasure, while the guy, began to pump your pussy. "Fuck! I've got it all inside, don't stop!" you say as best you can, while you stick out your tongue and enjoy your first fuck.

He smiles and complies, grabbing you tightly and starting a very hard and intense fuck, making you moan like crazy, and enjoying a good fuck. Soon your moans are accompanied by those of May and Dawn, as the three of you are masterfully fucked.

Due to your inexperience, you quickly cum, letting out a loud squeal. The guy fucking you also came inside you shortly after, but, surprisingly, he seemed to still have the strength, because, after that, he pulled away from you and took you by the hand, leading you to where May, Dawn, and the other guys were. "Come on, come here, with your friends! You'll see how much fun you'll have," he says affectionately.

You're still nervous, but when May, Dawn, and the guys look at you and smile, making space for you between May and Dawn, you forget about the rest and enjoy the experience. Within moments, while you were alternately kissing May and Dawn, you notice one of the other guys change positions, and now it was him who, without saying anything, thrust his cock into your pussy, making you moan again.

Dawn and May caressed your face and kissed you while moaning and laughing, while they were also being fucked. "See, Nessa, this is the best thing in the world! Let these men fill us up," Dawn says between moans.

You just nod and enjoy the fuck. In no time, the three of you are screaming like crazy, while they fill your pussies with their cum, making you cum multiple times.

For the next few hours, you lose yourself in a sea of pleasure and orgasms, enjoying being fucked in every position. You even enjoy riding one of those cocks while another fucks your ass. The third gives you his cock to milk. At that moment, while you bounce happily and enjoy being fucked in all your holes, you no longer care about anything, and you enjoy being a girl.

The night ends when they give you a facial, covering your faces and bodies with cum. While you're both eager, on your knees, opening your mouths, they cum profusely. When they're done, they say goodbye to you with smiles and exchange phone numbers. To your embarrassment, the three guys ask you for an autograph, blushing and admitting they're big fans of yours, to which you agree, listening to May and Dawn's amused laughter.

When they left, you were exhausted, covered in cum, but feeling satisfied and, above all, well-fucked. May and Dawn were looking at you smiling, and you saw they were about to say something, but you gave them a warning look. "Not a word, understand? You say this to Brock, Zoey, or anyone else, and I assure you, you'll pay for it." You told them very seriously, and went to your bed, while they gulped in fear.

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The next morning, you were the first to wake up, and you saw that May and Dawn were still sleeping and that Brock hadn't returned. You smiled, remembering the night before and seeing how you were still covered in the remains of his cum. Sighing, you grabbed a towel and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

When you leave the bathroom half an hour later, you're completely clean and relaxed. You look over to where May and Dawn were sleeping and decide to get ****. You free Buizel. You smile at him when he looks at you, somewhat strangely. "Buizel, throw a water gun at Dawn, Pikachu, throw a small beam at May." You order them maliciously, as you go to your bed and start getting dressed.

Seconds later, you hear two little screams of surprise and anger. "Damn Nessa, what's that for?" a soaked Dawn had said as she got up furiously. May, who was trembling from the beam, glared at you furiously. "It's not funny, you know, what time is it, Ash? Let us sleep. I don't know how you still have energy after last night?" May says angrily, and throws her pillow at you.

You dodge the pillow and laugh amusedly, seeing Dawn's hair, which was always disheveled after sleeping, and May's, with her hair disheveled and with traces, just like Dawn's, of dried semen all over her face and body. Both of them were giving you angry looks. "That's what you get, for being lazy, not to mention whores! If you don't hurry, you'll be late," you say mockingly, while getting dressed.

They look at you annoyed, and you see them look at each other and nod. You ignore them, and focus on getting dressed. You turn around, as always, and put Buizel in his Pokéball. You're still on your back when you notice Dawn wrapping her arms around your waist and leaning her body against yours. "Hey, Dawn! Stay still, will you?" You say, trying to pull away, but you let out a moan when she brings her hands to your breasts and begins to caress them. You close your eyes, enjoying her touch. "Please stop, Dawn! I don't want this," you sigh, though you let out a squeal when Dawn pinches your nipple.

She smiles and spins you around while she leads you to her bed. "So, we're sluts, huh?! That's what the one who let me fuck her in all her holes last night and screamed like a bitch in heat tells us." She said, kissing you and bringing her hands back to your breasts. "Now you see what a couple of sluts can do!" she said in an amused voice, and you noticed May position herself beside her and smile at you.

You swallow nervously, but they don't stop, and before you know it, May was between your legs, her head buried in your pussy, giving you a fabulous pussy licking, while Dawn positioned herself behind you, caressing your breasts and lovingly kissing your neck. "We knew, deep down, you wanted it! Shhh, now relax and enjoy," Dawn whispered, continuing to stimulate your breasts.

You tried to resist, but finally gave in, while May's skillful mouth made it impossible for you to stop moaning, and you closed your eyes. You threw your head back and drooled, unable to contain yourself, as you had the greatest orgasm of your life, followed by several more, while May and Dawn enjoyed torturing you with their hands and mouths.

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When you leave the room a while later, you're smiling happily, Pikachu on your shoulder and your backpack on your back. You close the door, leaving May and Dawn with frustrated and bewildered faces as you head off to join Brock and Zoey, moving forward with determination.

As you walk forward, you think about last night, and how good you felt while they fucked you, real men. You blush at the memory, how much you enjoyed it immensely, and for once, you felt desired. You also think fondly about how much you enjoyed May and Dawn before. You never imagined what you were missing when, first as a boy and now as a girl, you avoided intimacy with them, first out of fear, and then because you thought they weren't interested in you, due to your insecurity, due to your previous experiences.

Now, as you walk forward with confidence and pride, you think about what you should do from now on. The option of continuing to dress in your baggy boy clothes had become unviable. You had seen the look of disdain and suppressed anger when she had previously seen you put back on your usual clothes. And although she had nodded approvingly when she saw you put on a lace bra and thong set, it hadn't stopped her and May from trying to convince you again to wear something more feminine. You refused again. And although you put on some earrings, a gift from your mother, and a pair of bracelets and a waist chain, a gift from Misty, your hairstyle and clothes were the same.

You're also mulling over some memories that keep coming back to you. They were still your same Pokémon, but you also know that with some, you had experienced surprising reactions, upon learning that you were a girl, and not a boy. Poor Chimchar seemed very scared. When, a couple of nights after he joined your team, he saw you for the first time in your underwear in the tent you shared with Dawn. The poor guy had started to cry, thinking that you would also free him. When he realized that you weren't a boy, it took you a long time to calm him down.

Others like Chikorita or Lapras, had become very happy, and also, you discovered a fact that shocked you, and that you confirmed, when looking in your backpack, inside there was a Masterball, which you know, that inside was a Milotic, when you discovered that, you had been very happy, since when you were a child, you had met a Feebas, years ago, on a trip with Professor Oak and your mother to the Galar region, there, you had helped a Feebas, who was harassed by several Pokémon in a lake where you had gone sailing, with a friend of the professor, you had helped him, and after healing him, you had made friends with him, but because you were very young yet, you had not taken him with you, and you had promised to return when you were a trainer, unfortunately, before, you had not been able to travel to Galar and you did not know what had become of him. But in this reality, after a request from Scott and the photography team that was managing your modeling career, they had asked you to go to Galar for a joint shoot, alongside models from various regions, to which you had agreed. There, in one of the sessions, you met Feebas again, whom you discovered had evolved into Milotic. After an emotional reunion, she had insisted on traveling with you. However, because you could only carry six Pokémon at a time, you had to ask for a special Poké Ball so you could take Milotic with you. Since then, she had traveled with you in Sinnoh.

Although you sigh, remembering that there was a person who never found out you were a girl, since you never told him, and you had always made him believe you were a boy, that was Paul, who was the same one who in the other reality, you had had with Zoey at first, the same idea as with Paul, of keeping your true sex a secret with the addition, that you thought Zoey, since you thought she apparently hated you, the experience in those showers had been the same, with the difference, that she had found you bouncing on a huge dildo that you were inserting into your pussy, while you were dressed in a very feminine and sexy lingerie set, everything had happened the same as the other time and also your adventures with Zoey.

You also knew that Misty had found out right away. You don't know how, but on the first night, she had asked you with an annoyed look if you were always going to wear those boy clothes. You had looked at her in surprise when you heard her, but she hadn't said anything else, and it wasn't until a few days later that she told you she'd known just by looking at you.

With May, it was somewhat disconcerting. It was Max who, to your embarrassment, had identified you from a magazine just by looking at you and had confronted you in front of May and her parents. That day, you had received a lecture from May, indignant, demanding to know why you hadn't told her. The bathroom scene and the subsequent encounter with Caroline had been the same, but this time she had given you a very large dildo.

With Dawn, though, it had been an awkward experience, and you still blush. The first night you camped, she had walked into the tent you and Brock shared. While you were changing, you thought she was in her tent, and that's why you had let your guard down. When she came in to ask you something, she found you alone, in a blue nightgown with a sports bra underneath and boxers. Her eyes had widened, and she had screamed, and ran out of the tent, apologizing.

You had been speechless with surprise, since you hadn't expected her to run away. When you came out wearing a shirt and pajama shorts, you had only seen Brock, curiously looking at Dawn's tent. He had looked at you strangely and said, "Looks like Dawn caught you, huh?!" You'd said, raising an eyebrow. "I think you should talk to her, Ash," he'd told you seriously.

You'd nodded and approached his tent. "Dawn! Can I come in? We need to talk!" you'd said aloud, while waiting for Dawn's reaction.

A few seconds passed, until finally, Dawn's voice was heard. "Get out, Ash! Don't even think about coming in! I don't want to talk to you!" she'd said, sounding annoyed.

You were about to say something, but Brock approached you, placed a hand on your shoulder, and shook his head. "Just leave her alone for a while, she'll get over it, you'll see," Brock had tried to comfort you.

You nodded, and with a knot in your stomach, you returned to your tent, on the verge of tears, and with your head down, you thought that Dawn, just like that Jhoto boy, wouldn't forgive you, and that your friendship with Dawn was over. Pikachu had tried to cheer you up, but that night, you had ended up crying on Brock's shoulder, heartbroken, and fearing the worst the next day. He, as always, had tried to cheer you up, and had said that you'd see, that Dawn wouldn't run away, but even so, you barely slept that night.

The next morning, when you wake up, you remember the night before, and you can't help but sigh in fear, and look at Brock's now empty sleeping bag. As usual, he was already up. You wake Pikachu up, get dressed for the day, and leave the tent.

Outside the tent, Brock was preparing breakfast. You could see there was no sign of Dawn or her tent. Your head was downcast. You approached Brock, completely depressed, your eyes beginning to fill with tears. Upon seeing you, Brock looked at you sadly and gave you a shy smile. "I'm so sorry, Ash! When I woke up, she was already gone," he said sadly, gesturing for you to sit with him.

You looked at him sadly and nodded, tears running down your face. You were about to say something when, out of the blue, you heard footsteps approaching through the vegetation. Finally, Dawn appeared, with a determined look, Piplup at her side. She approached you and stared at you. "I think you owe me an explanation, Ash!" She'd said very seriously, her hands on her hips, and then she'd taken a magazine out of her backpack. "Or should I call you Nessa?" she'd said, as she showed you a picture of you from your last photoshoot, where you were wearing a blue summer dress.

You'd stared at the magazine in amazement and hadn't known what to say. Brock, for his part, had remained silent, his expression serious. Finally, you looked at Dawn. "I can explain it to you, Dawn! It's not what you think," you'd said with a trembling voice.

But she'd taken your hand, and without giving you any choice, she'd dragged you toward your tent, where, after closing the entrance, she'd looked at you very seriously. "You'd better have a good explanation, Nessa! Because the last thing I expected was that the dumb, effeminate boy I'd met was the *Beauty of Kanto*." she'd said disdainfully, giving you a mocking smile.

At first, you'd looked at her in surprise, but finally, you reacted and looked at her with annoyance. "What do you mean, dumb, Dawn! I, at least, don't dress like a shameless person, nor am I clumsy." You'd said what you'd been thinking about for several days, especially about Dawn's clothing, especially that tiny skirt she wore, which barely covered her ass, and at least two or three times a day, you could see her panties.

She had looked at you with annoyance and hit you on the head. "I'm not clumsy, Nessa Ketchum! And how dare you call me hussy? These clothes are very comfortable and cute." She had said with determination, then softened her gaze and smiled at you. "Now explain to me, as my biggest female idol, she dresses like a boy," she had said curiously.

You'd proceeded to explain to her how, ever since you were little, you'd feared not being respected as a trainer for being a woman, and how you'd decided to travel, pretending to be a boy. You also told her a little about why you hadn't said anything to her, and your fear that she, like other people, would make fun of you and despise you.

She'd looked at you with surprise and compassion and hugged you, telling you that she'd gotten angry, thinking that you didn't trust her. Then she'd promised you that she'd respect your actions and support you, although she'd also insisted that sleeping with Brock was over and that you were going to sleep with her, and above all, she'd insisted that you dress like a girl.

You were grateful for her words, and you had agreed to the store, but you had flatly refused to wear girls' clothes. And although she had insisted a lot, as you left the store, and had tried to get Brock to convince you, Brock had shrugged and said he wouldn't get involved in that matter. You knew that he wanted you to be happy, and that it was you who decided to wear girls' clothes, whenever you wanted.

After that, your journey continued normally, and you had lived the same experiences as as a boy, adding only Dawn's hints, to wear feminine clothing. Also during that time you had had to endure the embarrassment of both Gardenia and Maylene flirting with you, and that just like Anabel, who in this reality, upon seeing you in the bathroom had winked at you, and had invited you to join her, Gardenia and Maylene knew you were a girl, and above all Maylene, along with Dawn, had invited you to her room, which, embarrassed, you had rejected, and you had heard their moans that night.

You also knew, because Brock and Tracey hadn't had anything to do with you. Brock had had enough when, the first time he'd seen you in your underwear, he'd done the same thing he does with so many girls: he'd confessed to you, but you, horrified and surprised, had kicked him in the groin. After that, and also because of Misty's scolding, he stopped seeing you as anything more than a friend or sister.

Tracey, for his part, caught you by surprise when he learned that not only had he known you were a girl from the moment he saw you, but when he'd seen you in a tiny black bikini for the first time, he'd only raised an eyebrow and laughed. Then he explained that even though he was gay, he thought you were very beautiful, to which you and Misty had gasped. Tracey was gay, which was why he'd never been interested in any girl.

Still with that in mind, you arrive at the cafeteria and find Brock and Zoey, who were talking animatedly at a nearby table. You walk over to them decisively and sit next to Brock. "I see, at least you didn't get over the sheets, huh?" you say, smiling at them, while grabbing some food from the table.

Brock and Zoey greet you with smiles. Zoey looks at you and sees your slight dark circles. "Good morning, Ash! Brock already told me, you haven't slept a wink, have you?" Zoey says, giving you a look of pity while smiling at you. "You should have come to my room, you know, you didn't have to put up with those two," she says, frowning and sighing.

Brock also looks at you and gives you an apologetic look. "I'm sorry I left you hanging, but you saw the situation. I didn't want to see that spectacle. I'm sorry." He apologizes, then looks at you with a serious look. "I hope they let you sleep, because Zoey told me she heard your moans from the hallway," he said in an annoyed tone.

You smile and give them a grateful smile while you eat something. "Relax, I got a little rest, but I managed it. Those two, besides being sluts, are also lazy." You say sarcastically, trying not to blush, remembering how, in the end, you were the one who screamed the loudest with pleasure while three cocks were thrust inside her.

Brock nodded, but then smiled mischievously. "So, what? Are you going to tell anyone or not? How was yesterday?" he asks you expectantly, and you see Zoey nodding vigorously and nodding, seeing you looking at them confused, she bursts out laughing. "Don't give us the runaround, Nessa! How was your time at the spa? Because Nurse Joy looked exhausted before?" Brock asks you mischievously.

Hearing that, you blush and look away, while you hear them laughing, so it was Brock's doing too! After a few moments, you look at them shyly. "You guys are assholes, you know! I almost had a heart attack when I saw the three of you! You could have warned me, right?" you say, trying to sound annoyed, but failing due to the poorly concealed smile you were trying to contain.

Hearing you, they smiled happily, and Zoey looked at you with a huge smile. "Finally! See, you didn't have to be afraid. We knew you'd enjoy it," he says excitedly, then looks at you mischievously. "Come on, don't be shy, tell us! How was the experience?" he asks impatiently, and you notice Brock blushing.

You look at them embarrassed, but finally you laugh, and you happily tell them about your experience, in great detail, and very excited. Seeing how embarrassed Brock seemed, and how happy Zoey smiled. When you finished explaining, they looked at you proudly.

You were still talking for a few more minutes when, finally, May and Dawn appeared. They were both smiling and talking animatedly to each other. When they arrived at your table, they greeted you normally and joined the conversation. You occasionally glanced at them cautiously, fearing they might say something about last night, but they didn't say anything, and even called you a prude as usual, which, as usual, made you angry. This time, they proved to be more so, although you didn't say so.

It was during that conversation that Brock brought up the subject of the strange events that continued to be reported. With all the fuss about the new situation and the Wallace Cup, you had forgotten about it. You listened with curiosity. It seemed that the cases were increasing in number, and that there was already talk of a virus that mostly affected men and caused them to adopt feminine features.

You listened to all of this in surprise. The rumors had been almost constant for weeks, but you never thought it would be true. You talked for a while longer, until finally, you got up, intending to leave. May was leaving in a couple of hours, and you were going to accompany her to the dock.

But first, you wanted to call your mother, so you told everyone and headed toward the phone area.

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Half an hour later, you met up with Brock, Dawn, May, and Zoey. While you were still blushing, you cursed your luck. Your mother was still the same, still obsessing over your underwear. On top of that, she was now insisting that it was time to dress more appropriately, and asking you, naturally, if you'd already had sex with Dawn.

You'd had to listen as she gave you recommendations, and informed you, to your embarrassment, that little by little you were almost as famous as Professor Oak. She'd also shown you a magazine where you were posing in Milotic, and where it was said that you were the model of the year. It had been awkward.

After that, your mother had told you that you had to call Marcus, who had called her, that they had to schedule a photoshoot as soon as possible. You had called, and you discovered that he was a middle-aged man with a kind smile, who was your manager in your modeling career. He had smiled at you and congratulated you on your performance. He had asked you how your trip was going, and he had informed you that you had a photoshoot in Heart City. You had nodded and said that you would be there on that date. He smiled, and you talked a little more. Finally, he said goodbye.

Now that you've arrived with your friends, you realize that the idea of being a model made you feel great, and above all, free. Although it was still uncomfortable to think that so many people knew you, and that you were also the erotic fantasy of many.

When you arrived with them, you talked calmly as you left the Pokémon Center, heading to the dock, to accompany May and say goodbye to her.

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The farewell was emotional, during which May hugged you affectionately and whispered, "Let's see if next time you stop dressing like that, and we can have just as much fun as yesterday," she had whispered affectionately, and then she did something that surprised you: she gave you a very deep kiss on the lips, which she followed with her goodbye to Dawn, Zoey, and Brock, thanking them for everything, and smiling at Dawn knowingly.

For her part, Zoey, before leaving on her own, had taken you aside and kissed you tenderly, before separating and smiling. "You better enjoy all this, okay? Also, I hope, next time you'll tell me about your *fun* with May and Dawn, and those three, huh?!" she told you with a mischievous smile.

Hearing her words, you looked at her, horrified. "Wait... how the hell do you know? Don't tell me, you..." you said, blushing and lowering your head.

You heard her laugh, and she hugged you and made you look at her. "Come on, Ash! You wouldn't believe me, that I wouldn't recognize those moans, right? And don't worry, Brock, he doesn't know, that's for sure..." she said affectionately, but then looked at you seriously. "Next time, you'll have to make it up to me, okay!" She says mockingly, winking at you.

You nod and apologize, though you smile at her. After that, the two of you return to Brock and Dawn's, and Zoey says goodbye, telling them they'll see each other soon, teasing Dawn, telling her not to tease you so much and to enjoy herself. Dawn snorted and nodded.

When she left, the three of you set off again, toward your next town, and your next Gym battle and Pokémon contest.

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That night, when you were camped, you were able to see several things. When you took Milotic out, you found out that she was as energetic and affectionate as Bayleef, and that she had a rivalry with Buizel. The second thing was that Dawn could be a bitch when she wanted to be. While you were having dinner, she kept playing with her foot on your leg, and whenever she could, she would caress your leg. You had tried to ignore her, but without much success. Although you stayed with Brock outside for a while longer, after Dawn went to your tent, you stayed for a while talking to Brock, until you finally said goodnight to her and entered your tent.

When you walked in, you expected her to be asleep already, but she was sitting in the sleeping bag, with Pikachu and Piplup by her side. She seemed very happy, and she was pointing at something in what looked like an album. You approached with a mixture of curiosity and caution. "Are you still awake, Dawn? What is that, what...? What the hell?" you began, as you arrived in front of them and looked at the album she was looking at, and your eyes widened in surprise and horror. "Where did you get that, Dawn?" you asked her, your voice trembling and filled with a mixture of panic and embarrassment.

It was an album containing photos of you since you were a baby, while you were growing up, and also from your first trips with Brock, Misty, and Tracey. But what embarrassed you the most were the photos where you appeared smiling shyly, as a little girl in little girls' dresses, or dressed up as a Pokémon. Many of them were accompanied by Gary. You also appeared in several hugging a girl with brown hair and a straw hat. She was an old friend of yours named Serena. However, the one that embarrassed you the most was the one in which you and Misty appeared in a bikini, smiling very happily, with you wearing a crown, and behind a sign that said Miss Valencia Island Pageant. That was where you had met Marcus.

Dawn looked at you very amused and tried not to laugh, while avoiding your hands, which tried to take the album from her. "Come on, Nessa, don't be nervous, haha, Delia sent this to me. No need to be, Miss Valencia Island." she says with amusement, smiling even more as you blush even more and jump on her to take that album from her. "Come on, why are you so nervous, huh? You look so cute, especially dressed as Psyduck," she says, laughing.

Very embarrassed, you struggle with her, under the amused gaze of Piplup and Pikachu. "Bring this here, Dawn! It's not funny at all," you say, increasingly frantic, trying to keep her from seeing certain photos you could imagine were there, which you'd rather she didn't see.

But Dawn laughed and wouldn't let you, and she gave you a playful look. "You're overreacting, you shouldn't get so nervous, though..." she says, laughing, but finally, she looks at you very seriously. "What does this represent?" she says, pointing at a photo and looking at you, very annoyed.

You swallow and sigh. Seeing that photo, you'd been dreading it ever since you met Dawn, that she would find out. In the photo, you were wearing a very feminine dress, very dressed up, with a proud smile, with Pikachu and Chikorita, in the middle of a woman named Lila and Paris, both renowned pokestylists, and a proud Delia. Next to you was Johana, holding a contest ribbon.

You look at Dawn and lower your gaze sadly, as Pikachu approached you and seemed to be trying to cheer you up. After a few seconds, you look up and look sadly at Dawn. "Please, Dawn! There's an explanation for this," you say in a weak voice, trying not to cry.

But Dawn looked at you, very annoyed. "What did you expect to tell me this, huh? Since when are you a coordinator? And above all, why didn't you and Mom tell me anything?" she asks firmly, and waits for your answer.

You sigh and look at her regretfully. "I never wanted to hide this, only Misty and Brock know about it, I wanted to forget it," you tell her, your voice trembling. Seeing Dawn looking at you strangely, you sigh again. "It was while I was traveling around Johto, I had already started as a model, and by chance, we ran into Paris and your mother. I suppose you know about the time she was a judge in a special edition of the pageantry in Trigal City, right?" you ask sadly.

She nods and looks at you curiously. "Of course! It was that pageant, which brought together the best fifty coordinators and pokestylists in the world, and Mom attended, invited by Lila." He says with recognition, then gasps, and looks back at the photo, and then at you, and opens his eyes in realization. "It was you! The girl who won by surprise. I remember, no one knew where you came from, but I remember, her name was Nasha Clark," he says with bewilderment.

You nod regretfully, and go to your backpack, and take out something you haven't taken out in a while, a small blue box. You go back to Dawn, and hand it to her. "Open it, and you'll see that what I'm telling you is true," you say wearily.

She takes the box and opens it, letting out an exclamation of surprise, seeing the Trigal City contest ribbon inside. She looks at you in amazement. "If you really won that contest, how come you haven't competed in contests again, except on a couple of occasions? And because Mom didn't tell me anything?" she says, increasingly frustrated.

You look at her sadly and speak. "To forget, the worst experience of my life, and..." you say sadly. You look at Pikachu and see him nodding solemnly. "And to forget, how they broke my heart," you finally say in a weak voice.

Dawn, hearing you, widens her eyes and looks at you sadly. "What happened? What do you mean by that, that they broke your heart?" she asks in a soft, concerned voice.

You stare at her, and with a deep sigh, you begin to tell her the reason for your aversion to being intimate with boys and girls, and your fear of dressing in feminine clothing. The reason for all of this had only one name, and it was Jimmy. You told him how you had met him shortly after arriving in Johto, how he was a Pokémon trainer your age, and how you had fallen in love with him. At the time, you were very insecure, and you were embarrassed to let people know that you were the girl in the fashion magazines, that there was already so much talk about it. That's why, for weeks, you didn't tell him you were a girl, hoping he would accept you anyway.

It was a monumental mistake when you participated in that contest and won. You were so happy and proud that you decided to reveal the truth and confess your feelings to the boy, with Misty's help. You'll never forget Jimmy's face when you told him. You thought he'd be surprised, that he'd be sad. What you didn't expect was what happened.

---Flashback---

You were in your room, the one you shared with Misty, looking at Jimmy. You had just told him your secret, untying your hair and taking out your bag. Jimmy hadn't said anything, and he was looking at you in a way you didn't like at all. You looked at Misty and saw how she looked at Jimmy very seriously.

After a few moments, Jimmy finally spoke. "So, your name isn't Ash? Your name is Nessa, right? And you're that girl in the magazines, right?" he said coldly, looking at you with a look of disgust. "So, that's why you were acting so weird? You're a whore and a fake!?" he'd said, while glaring at you with hatred and spitting angrily.

Hearing that, your eyes had filled with tears, and you'd heard Misty's gasp of surprise. "Jimmy, please, it's not like this. I didn't mean to trick you, I just wanted to..." you tried to say, as you approached and tried to take his hand.

He broke away from you and glared at you furiously, then roughly pushed you away. "Oh no? So, the fact that you're a girl, that you dress like a whore, and that you've been lying to me, that's nothing, right? Or that I trusted you and told you so many private things, that's not either, right? You should have laughed your head off, right?" he said, screaming and giving you a look of pure hatred.

By that moment, your tears were already streaming down your cheeks and you were trembling. "I swear, it's not like that. I never laughed at you. I just wanted you to see me as something more than just a pretty body. I..." you tried to tell him, searching for the right words.

But he wasn't listening and started yelling at you even louder. "I don't give a shit what you say! You're a fake and a vermin. I don't want to know anything about you or your pathetic life. Don't ever speak to me again. You're dead to me!" With that, he headed for the door and walked out without looking back. You collapsed and began to cry uncontrollably, while Misty ran to your side, along with Pikachu, and they tried to comfort you.

---End of Flashback---

That night, you had cried inconsolably. Misty and Brock had tried to comfort you, without success. You felt like your heart had been broken. The boy you had secretly fallen in love with, and believed was a faithful friend and would support you, had humiliated you and hadn't even let you explain yourself. That night you hadn't been able to sleep a wink.

The worst was the next day, upon leaving the Pokémon center, and seeing with horror how someone had posted posters with a picture of you dressed as a girl and you dressed in the pageant dress, with the words, Fake, Liar, and Unbalanced. Seeing this, you had turned pale. Only the intervention of Officer Jenny and Johanna, who had seen the posters and, seeing it was you, had helped you. They had promised you that they would find the culprit and that you would be at peace.

Even so, you couldn't prove it was Jimmy. After that, it took you weeks to regain your self-esteem, and during this time, with the memory of that experience still fresh, you decided several things. First, you sent home all the girl's clothes you owned, which were mostly underwear. You only wore a one-piece swimsuit and simple pajamas. Then you decided to cut your hair for a while, stopped wearing the little makeup you did, and above all, you abandoned the idea of being a coordinator. Only at the insistence of Misty, Brock, and your mother, did you continue as a model.

You told Dawn how her mother, upon learning you were traveling with her, had promised to keep your secret, and that was why Johanna hadn't told her anything.

Dawn had listened to your story attentively. When you finished, she gave you a huge hug. "I didn't know! I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to make you feel bad," he said, looking at you with a regretful expression. "You can trust me, I'll never let that happen again!" he said firmly, caressing your cheek and then smiling. "Yes, you better get ready. I won't accept it. Don't participate in the next contest," she says in an authoritarian tone.

You look at her and nod, with a weak smile. You imagined she was going to say that. After that, you take off your clothes and put on your pajamas and get into your sleeping bag.

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When you woke up the next morning, you were more relaxed. While you and Dawn were getting dressed, Dawn was talking excitedly and asking you for advice on contests. Now you couldn't play dumb, and she knew it. You answered her cheerfully and told her a few things. By the time you left the tent, your hair was neatly combed again, and you were wearing light makeup and the earrings from the day before. You had put on some rather feminine white pants along with your usual black jacket and shirt, while you and Dawn laughed happily and You whispered.

When Brock saw you, you could see him looking at you with a happy smile and nodding. He didn't say anything to you, but you could see he suspected what you had talked about last night. You looked at him and gave him a grateful smile.

After that, you had breakfast and set off again, heading for your next destination.