Pokemon: Reborn As Ditto

As I'm chillin' like a rat-idal, enjoying all the attention from the little girl, I suddenly feel rejuvenated. It's like those people always say - pets are good for you. Or maybe it's just that I've got low standards and getting petted by anyone is good enough for me.

I hit the pavement again, my purple-rat form lumbering along as I take in the sights of Pallet Town. People pass by, some of 'em giving me a glance or two, but most are too busy being human to really care about this pink blob-turned-rodent wandering around.

I'm just another Ratatatata, right? I mean, they're equivalent of rats, pretty much common on my earth.

But hey, at least these Pallet Town folk are used to seeing 'em.

Suddenly my sensitive ears perk up. Why?

Cuz I catch a name that makes me pause mid-stride.

I start running toward that direction with my stubby feet and there I see it. A boy, around 13-14 years old, sporting a red cap and blue jacket - none other than Ash Fucking Ketchum, running away from a hot woman who's screaming at him. "Ash! You skipped breakfast again!" she yells after him, shaking her head in exasperation.

"I will eat later Mom! I'm going to Professor Oak's lab to meet Gary now!" he yells back as he sprints away from Delia's disappointed gaze.

His mom throws up her hands in a gesture of pure exasperation, shaking her head like she's trying to rattle some sense into his skull.

"What am I going to do with this boy...?" she mutters to herself.

Oh myy, this is the the anime world! Thanks Go-i mean, Arceus!

I didn't remember that much about the games. Like give me a fucking break.

It's been more than three fucking decades since Pokemon Red was launched. How the fuck am I supposed to remember that?

But if we are talking about anime, huhuhu, I am quite confident.

After all I had to sit with little annoying critters called cousins while they watched Pokemon on TV. That pretty much had refreshed quite a bit of my memory.

Coming back to the scene. Ash was gone, leaving his pretty and helpless mom alone...

Hehehe

Don't you worry boy, I'll take care of your mom while you're off chasing Pokémon dreams.

An evil smile creeps onto my cute rat face as I strut towards Delia, her back to me like she's an unsuspecting snack or something.

Damn, that ass is a killer.

If I could whistle, I'd be whistling right about now.

I morph into Ditto form again and slither my slimy body around until I'm standing behind Delia.

"Diiiitoo?" I say, my voice low and smooth like a rat whispering sweet nothings in someone's ear.

My words catch her off guard, and she turns to face me, a look of surprise flitting across her features.

Delia's eyes widen slightly as she takes in my Ditto form. For a moment, I worry that my plan might be foiled by her getting scared and running away. But then her expression softens, and she seems to relax, a small smile playing on her lips.

Yeah boy, that's called ditto's cuteness charm.

"Ah, a Pokémon! How...unexpected," she says, her voice warm and friendly. She takes a step closer to me, her hand outstretched in a gesture of affection. "You're a lovely Ditto, aren't you?"

I nod eagerly.

"What are you doing here little guy?"

I behave myself, not trying to lick her face or anything, not yet, just standing there, being my adorable Ditto self as I accept her gentle petting.

"Dittoo Ditto", I speak what even I dont understand, and basically by her looks, neither did she.

But she didn't stop the petting atleast.

Yeah, I'm basically a Pokémon right now, all about the cuddles and the attention.

I extend both of my stubby appendages in the air like I'm conducting an imaginary orchestra or something, and let out a high-pitched "Ditttttoo Ditttoo" with a matching cute voice. I'm basically begging her to pick me up now, making puppy dog eyes at her with my Ditto face.

Delia can't resist this level of adorableness, and she scoops me up gently, bringing our faces to the same level. "Oh, you want to be picked up? Such a cutie," she coos, her voice dripping with affection as she gazes into my eyes. I'm basically basking in the warmth of her attention now, feeling like the most lovable Ditto in the world.

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Some moments later

Delia walks into her cozy little house with me still clutched in her hands, and I'm taking in the sights of this new environment. I'm not just a Ditto, I'm a horny Ditto, so I'm already thinking about all the possibilities that could unfold now that we're alone.

As she heads towards the living room, I glance around, taking in the familiar Pokémon decorations, the photos on the walls, and the comfy-looking couches. Delia sets me down on the soft cushion

I smell something delicious in the air, making my stomach growl.

Wait, does Ditto even have a stomach? I don't feel so...

Still I give in to my Ditto urges and look up at Delia with big, hopeful eyes.

She's still got that warm, loving smile on her face as she asks, "Are you hungry? Want some cookies?" and brings out a plate of freshly baked treats from the kitched, plopping down beside me on the couch.

"Dii Dii," I coo, trying to sound as cute and pitiful as possible - my default setting, basically. Delia laughs and leans in with a cookie, holding it near my mouth like she's feeding a baby or something.

"Here you go," she says, and I open my mouth wide, expecting her to pop the treat inside.

Not disappointing, she pops it inside and I chew it. Hell yeah, I can still chew even though I'm just a ball of slime! And I can taste that sweet, chocolatey goodness - thank Arceus!

Ahh, the sweetness of those cookies is something else. I nearly melt with delight as I chew and swallow.

"Want another?" she asks, bringing another cookie near me. I nod eagerly, because what's not to love about free cookies?

And there goes another cookie inside me. "DUP!" I burp, feeling pleasantly full.

Delia's eyes light up with amusement, and she scoops me up, rubbing her cheek on mine. "So adorable," she coos, and I can feel my Ditto heart melting under her affectionate touch. Who knew being a ball of slime could be so... lovable

Wait, no I'm not here for cookies! I'm here for the booty, baby! Taking advantage of our close proximity, I wiggle my Ditto body and trail along her face. She watches in surprise, clearly not expecting this level of...enthusiasm.