Chapters tagged ash

by Katnaace

Chapter 6

Taking a moment to look over his options one more time, Ash eventually pulled a hanger off. In one of those dry cleaning bags, was a massive cyan ballgown. Clearly struggling to fit inside of here, the appropriate undergarments and of course, a set of heels that served to grant e...

by Katnaace

Chapter 6

Taking a moment to look over his options one more time, Ash eventually pulled a hanger off. Staring at the garment hanging from it, Ash was met with a long-sleeved orange dress. Reminiscent of the Ashley dress, it looked to go all the way down to the floor. A bag with orange glo...

by Katnaace

Chapter 7

Bringing the hijab up to his head, Ash got to work fitting it onto his head. "I hope that I'm doing this right." he thought, shifting the head scarf about until it felt like it was covering the appropriate area. Once he had done so, his attention shifted to the doorway. Making...

by Katnaace

Chapter 8

Reaching into the drawers, Ash pulled out a makeup kit. "This is going to take all of my skills." the trainer told himself as he got to work on his face. Or rather, her face in this case. "Weird as this feels, I think that I can get used to this." Starting with the lipstick, As...

by Katnaace

Chapter 9

'Aisha' raised an eyebrow. By no means the way she was expected to be greeted, it couldn't be helped. "Coming, mother!" Aisha answered and stared into the mirror. Taking a moment to compose herself, this was as good as the hijabi was going to get here. Walking over to the door...

by Katnaace

Chapter 10

Outside, Aisha did a double take. While this was clearly Pallet Town, everything about it felt off. Gone was the normally generic town in the middle of nowhere, replaced with a bustling hub of activity. Done up in a more Arabic style here, it threw Aisha off. "Is something the...

by Katnaace

Chapter 6

Taking a moment to look over his options one more time, Ash eventually pulled a hanger off. Of all the things to find in his wardrobe, a female rocket grunt uniform was not one of them. Not that the trainer really seemed to mind. Taking the form of a dark undershirt, white shor...