a Stripper

He decided to look for it on the internet and found adds for a stripclub, one had human strippers, one had animal strippers, then there were strip Clubs who centered around different types of pokemon like a fire type strip clubs, who is full of strippers that are anthropomorthic fire types, but there were also strip clubs with all kinds of pokemon as stripper and those that only had legendaries as there stippers.

he kept the site up while going to sleep strangely having dreams of him being a stripper himself.

As he drifted off to sleep, the glow of the screen still illuminating his face, Ash's eyes would occasionally flicker open, his gaze drawn back to the webpage. The images of the various strip clubs seemed to be seared into his brain, and he found himself wondering what it would be like to visit one of them. His dreams, as a result, were a jumbled mix of Pokémon battles and stripper poles, with him taking center stage in a sparkly costume, surrounded by cheering crowds.

His laptop, still open on his bed, creaked softly as the battery began to run low, the screen dimming slightly as it switched to power-saving mode.

when he woke up the next day he found wanting to become a striper himself, looking back at the page he found 5 strip clubs the most appealing one was the typical trip club were humans were the strip club, thich was Veridian City's favous nightclub, next was one that had feral pokemon as strippers which was one of the 3 that was actually in Pallet town called, then there was a Dragon type strip club which housed all kinds of anthropomorthic and feral pokemon as their strippers, second to last was a night club that was full of anthropomorthic pokemon of all types and sizes and Lastly was the strip club who hired anthropomorthic legendaries as their strippers.

As he sat on his bed, scrolling through the webpage on his laptop, Ash's eyes widened with excitement as he read through the descriptions of each strip club. He leaned in closer, his face inches from the screen, as he gazed at the images of the various clubs. The dim glow of the laptop illuminated his face, casting a faint blue light on his features. His eyes darted back and forth, comparing the different options, his mind racing with the possibilities.