This is my first story and I have no writing experience. The story will be published irregularly as I am also a student. I hope you guys will support me and suggest me how to improve my stories.
Please overlook poor vocabulary and grammatical errors.
Stepping out of the lab, Ayo scanned the front of the ranch, expecting to see Ash's hot mom waiting with that warm smile she always has. And she indeed was standing outside with a large crowd of supporters. Ayo made sure not to get hard by looking at Ash's mom as he was still in pyjamas.
A knot of concern tightened in his chest. How was he going to deal with her? Moms notice everything, especially when something's off. What would she think if she picked up on the changes in him?
The possibilities played out in his mind like an endless reel of disasters. Would she think he was possessed by some ghost Pokémon? Maybe she'd think he was finally taking things seriously for once, or worse, that Pikachu's shock had connected Ash's last two brain cells.
The thought made him chuckle, but the humour quickly faded. If she got too suspicious, it could lead to a medical evaluation. What would that even look like here? Would I end up strapped to some machine in professor's lab all while I desperately tried to explain why her son wasn't acting like himself?
He shuddered at the thought, his mind spinning with worst-case scenarios.
"Pika."
Pikachu's voice snapped him out of his spiralling thoughts. Ayo looked down to see the little yellow mouse staring up at him with an expression that clearly said, Get me out of here.
He hummed quietly to himself. Right, Ash only won Pikachu over because of the whole Spearow fiasco, he thought, considering for a split second whether he should try to recreate that scene. But that idea died the moment it formed.
No way am I doing that. What kind of butterfly effect would that bring? He sighed again, realizing just how fragile this world felt. How much could he change? Would the universe try to stick to the plot no matter what he did? Or could he make things better—or worse?
Being a Naruto fan, he remembered wise words of one of his favourite characters,
"In the Ninja World, those who break the rules are scum, that's true...but those who abandon their friends are worse than scum!"
In Pokémon world, the Pokémon's are similar to teammates, Ayo thought. They are more than just machines or tools to win fights. As much he had seen the Pokémon anime, he had seen that it was coordination and connection, feelings between the Pokémon and the trainer that led them to win battles. So, Pokémon's were his teammates. And if he risks the life of his own teammates, he will be worse than scum. He would never risk life of his own Pokémon even if it meant risking his own life.
Of course he could be a harsh trainer, beat his Pokémon's , use them like tools and machines and throw them away after getting better ones but that would make him as heartless as Anbu ninja or as evil as Danzo. The Pokémon will hate him. They will show rage and if given the opportunity even attack him.
"Come on, Pikachu," he said, trying to break the tension. "Don't I get the benefit of the doubt for not shoving you in the Pokéball?"
Pikachu just stared at him blankly, his eyes narrowing slightly.
"Pika Pi," he muttered, and although Ayo didn't know exactly what he said, the tone made it sound like an insult.
He couldn't help but smirk. Even in this world, Pikachu wasn't taking him seriously—especially while he was still in his pyjamas.
Taking a deep breath, Ayo placed Pikachu's Pokéball on the ground between them, a gesture of trust. "Look, I know you don't like the situation you were put into," he started, his voice betraying the nerves he was barely keeping in check. He clasped his hands behind his back, trying to hide their trembling. Why was this so hard? It's just a Pokémon, right? But… it was more than that.
Pikachu's eyes shifted to him; his attention fully captured now.
"But I have a simple proposal." Ayo tried to sound casual. "You scratch my back, and I'll scratch yours."
Pikachu tilted his head, confused. He glanced at his paws, as if checking if something was on them. Ayo almost laughed at the sight but managed to hold it in.
"What I mean is… help me catch another Pokémon, and when we reach Viridian City, I'll release you." Ayo trailed off, gauging Pikachu's reaction. Pikachu looked genuinely surprised, his eyes widening as he squeaked, "Pika?" as if to ask why.
Pikachu didn't get it, did he? No one had ever bothered to ask him what he wanted. "I imagined myself in your position," Ayo said softly. "Being told you have to travel with a stupid ten-year-old… I'd probably jump off the nearest cliff."
It was a stupid joke, but it seemed to work. Pikachu snorted, a small smile breaking through his initial reluctance. Ayo's shoulders relaxed a fraction.
"So, deal?" Ayo asked, holding out his hand, praying Pikachu wouldn't reject it. His heart was pounding so hard he was sure Pikachu could hear it. Everything felt surreal—here he was, negotiating with a Pokémon, and yet it felt more intense than any conversation he'd ever had.
Pikachu eyed him for a moment, as if weighing his options. Then, with a small, deliberate movement, he stretched out his paw and met Ayo's hand.
"Pika."
A simple sound, but it felt like a promise. Relief washed over Ayo, and he let out a breath he didn't know he was holding.
Delia called out "Ash is everything all right". As Ash went to Delia, her expression softened as her gaze shifted to Pikachu, who was standing at Ayo's side. Her whole face lit up like she was seeing the cutest thing in the world. "Well, aren't you a handsome boy?" she cooed, reaching out to pet him.
Ayo opened his mouth to warn her, but it was too late. Pikachu was already bracing himself, his cheeks sparking lightly. But before he could let loose, Delia found the magic spot between his ears. Pikachu's eyes went wide, then half-lidded as he melted into her touch.
"Chaa…" he murmured, looking like he was in heaven.
Ayo blinked, completely dumbfounded. What the— How did she manage that? Pikachu practically roasted him earlier, but now he was a puddle of contentment in her hands.
That's not fair.
By seeing Ash jealous of Pikachu getting all the attention, Delia pulled ash closer to hug him. Due to height difference Ash's face was pressed against Delias right boob. It was so warm and soft and the smell.... It was like blossoms of a rose.(something similar to what happened between Konohamaru and tsunade except for the fact it was an accident and, in this story, it is a hug) Delia did not realise anything. As she ended the hug, she saw Ash was all red. She realised Ash was blushing. And she also observed that he just got a boner. She thought that did Ash hit puberty so he is hard or has he has developed feelings for his mom. But then she shifted her attention to Pikachu.
Ayo got a boner, a big one. He put the bag he got from professor oak forward so that no one notices it. He was very uncomfortable. He needed some excuse to get to home...
He said "Mom, I am hungry. Let's go home."
As Delia carried Pikachu and was playing with him on the way, when they reached home, Ash decided to go for a bath. As he started taking a bath, he realised Ash's dick when erect was 8 inches long. Ayo felt jealous. In his previous life his dick was only 6.5 inches when 16. And this boy, Ash had 8 inches only at 10. Ayo took a long time to lose the erection but he was confused, whether he should fantasise about his crush from previous life or Ash's mom. He thought that in this world, Delia is his mom, so he should treat her like one and should not think anything sexually about her. But as he started stroking, his imagination betrayed him and hem only imagined Delia
While Delia was packing clothes for ash, she heard Ash moaning her name out even though it was not loud enough due to the shower.