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“Tony, who would you rather bang, Sonia or Gardevior?” The static voice asked from Tony’s phone. Tony scratched his cheek in thought, mind drifting to sexy images of said pokemon and pokemon trainer.
“I don’t know man, they’re both pretty damn hot. Although I’d have to say Sonia for sure.” Tony responded.
“Of course, you would, you got a damn poster of her. It’s the one that Shadman drew right? I still don’t get how they let a sophomore print that out,” Jerry laughed, the hypocrite. He made fun of Tony’s Sonia poster but got defensive over his Hilda poster.
“Laugh it up, Jerry. You know as well as I do she’s pretty damn hot,” Tony retorted.
“Is she as hot as Hilda though?” Jerry asked, mischief clear in his voice.
“Bro, not this shit again. We’ve been over this, we’re not gonna argue about who’s hotter or we’d be here all night,” The statement wasn’t an exaggeration by any means. They both did such a thing, although over a different subject. Come on, who thinks mustard is even remotely close to being as good as barbecue sauce?
“Whatever man. I’m gonna go to bed, it’s like 11 pm. Don’t stay up all night jacking it to hentai, yeah?” Tony’s best and oldest friend asked.
“I think I’m the one who should be telling you that,” Tony said with a chuckle. “Good night man.”
After ending his call, his gaze was drawn to the shelf with a multitude of figurines. They varied from pokemon to pokemon trainers (all female of course) to even different anime characters (again, all female of course).
Getting up from the edge of his bed, Tony walked over to the shelf. He reached out and grabbed a certain figurine, his favorite one to be exact. In his hands was a purple Ditto,
“Man, I wish I had a real Ditto. We could have had so much fun, you and me,” He said with a sad expression. Outside one of two windows that were in his room was the starry night sky, strangely not as affected by light pollution as some would think. If anyone was looking, they might have noticed one star blazing a trail across the sky, clearly it being a shooting star.
This was lost on Tony as he put the figurine in the pockets of his shorts as he turned off the lamp on his desk. Taking a moment to stretch before crawling onto his bed, he covered himself and allowed sleep to sweep him away. In his last moments of awareness, the shifting in his pocket that contained the figurine went unnoticed.
Tony, still half asleep, could feel the unfamiliar yet very comfortable warmth of a body pressed against him. It was when the cogs in his sleep-addled mind began to turn, realization dawned on him and his eyes shot open.
“No one fucking sleeps in the same bed as me,” Tony growled. He pulled back the blanket that covered him and the intruder, eager to catch them red-handed. He was surprised however when his eyes landed on a large pair of round, perfectly shaped, perfectly perky boobs.
“What the fu…” He trailed off when he noticed the head of orange hair that rested on his pillow, along with the strangely familiar ponytail that hung in the air. In front of him, as strange as it was to think much less believe, was a living, breathing Sonia. Or rather, a carbon copy of Shadmans depiction of her given human form.
The intruder with an impossible resemblance suddenly yawned, clearly awake. What Tony hadn’t noticed before was that her eyes, if that’s what they were, were two black lines. They slowly changed into black circles before reverting to black lines to circles again repeatedly, as if they were blinking. Taking notice of Tony, the intruder stared at the confused teenager.
Tony however was at a loss for words. He had no clue what was going on, not to mention her appearance had thrown him off greatly. “Uh, who the fuck are you, and why are you in my room? And why the hell do you look like my poster came to life?” Though it hadn’t thrown him off too much.
Sonia, since he had no name for the intruder yet, didn’t respond. Instead, she opted to continue staring at him, her eyes unblinking, although he still had no idea if those were actual eyes or not. When he tilted his head in confusion, she followed suit, like a child mimicking the action of a cartoon.
“Stop that,” Tony said with a frown. This command though seemed to prompt a response from the intruder. She suddenly began to, much to his present confusion and growing fear, melt right in front of him. The process was a quick one, the result leaving a purple mess on his bed. Before he could even blink though, it took shape again as a familiar slime.
“A Ditto?” He blurted, not believing the word before it left his mouth or after. After all, you don’t suddenly wake up to a pokemon in your bed. Not exactly a common occurrence.
At the mention of its name, the Ditto shook in recognition but made no other movements. If someone looked at this situation from a calm point of view, they might have noticed the slime creature left no stains at all. Though Tony wasn’t exactly being calm right now.
“Alright, chill Tony, chill. Nothing to panic about, nothing at all. Just a pokemon in your bed, a pokemon that isn’t even supposed to exist. Nothing serious, nothing to worry about, nothing to panic over. Panicking gets you nowhere. Just breathe in, breathe out,” Tony said to himself, finally entering a less frantic state of mind.
“Alright, let’s start with what I know. I woke up, there’s a Ditto in my bed, it looked like my poster-” His head swiveled in the direction of said poster, plastered to the door so his dad wouldn’t notice it. Although he probably wouldn’t have cared.
As he stared at what was a porn poster, thoughts ran around in his head as he began to form an idea. A crackpot, probably questionable, probably not-the-time kind of idea but an idea.
“Change back?” He said in a questioning tone.
The Ditto did nothing as it sat there. Tony was still unsure of what was going on but his curious and flexible nature prompted him to try another approach.
“Transform back,” He said, a bit more commanding.
This time he got a response, the Ditto turned back into Sonia, lacking clothes like before. As he stared at the sight before, the still perfect breasts, the succulent looking skin, thick thighs that hinted at her large-sized ass, his shorts began to tighten. It probably wasn’t the appropriate response for a scenario as strange as this but his hormones didn’t seem to care.
His hormones were telling him one thing and one thing only. To take this chance, lose his virginity, and fuck the absolute shit out of this girl before he collapsed.
Which conveniently lined up with his goals. Go figure.
“Lie down,” Tony ordered, a grin on his face. Following the command, the Ditto turned Sonia laid back onto the bed, her breasts somehow not sagging. Giving her body a once over, he was taken back by how realistic she looked. Even her pussy was there, though it appeared a little moist.
Since he never felt the breasts of a girl, he wasted no time reaching for Sonia’s nipples. When he did touch them, he marveled at how hard it was. He might have mistaken it for a solid object had he not been looking right at it. He then grabbed her left breast, gently squeezing it as he relished the soft and silk-like feeling. He then switched it up, grabbing her right breast while pinching the left.
He was surprised when he heard her moan. He looked at her face to see her mouth open, tongue hanging and cheeks red as she panted. This mainly surprised him as the Ditto hadn’t shown any emotion before now. He chalked it up to instinct as he continued to play with her rather large chest, eliciting out more reactions from her.
Noticing her tongue was still out, he bent forward and suddenly began to make out with her. Although he lacked experience when it came to kissing, he more than made up for it in effort. Ditto seemed just as inexperienced as he was, not even putting in any effort.
Tony frowned as he felt no resistance from the girl’s mouth. “Kiss back,” He ordered. She did just that, craning her neck to prod at his lips. When he let her in, he felt her tongue searching the inside of his mouth. He was beginning to wonder how she knew exactly what to do from simple orders but then she began to shake.
He broke off from the kiss as she let out a loud moan, so loud he was thankful his father was at work and not at home. His eyes roamed the girl's body until they rested at the juncture between her legs, which was indescribably wet.
“Did you seriously just cum?” The question answered itself though as he could see her body quivering. The sight made him swell with pride at being the one to bring her to such a state, even if she was inexperienced. And a pokemon, not that it mattered to him right now.
“Come on, I haven’t even gotten my turn yet. Spread your legs,” She spread them without hesitation, though the movement seemed sluggish.
He positioned himself so that he was between her legs and staring at her glistening pussy. He leaned forward and tentatively stuck out his tongue. When he entered her folds he took in the candy like taste and began to lap it with gusto.
He smiled when he felt her legs squeeze his head. Not wanting to leave her hanging, he continued his assault, hanging on to her thighs as pulled himself in closer.
It didn’t take long for her second orgasm to roll through her as the legs already squeezing him squeezed harder, her hands gripping his hair. He licked up what he could, not letting up at all as he was already addicted to her taste.
When he sat back up he noticed he was achingly hard. Not enjoying the discomfort, he quickly pulled his shorts and boxers off in one go, flinging them to the side. His dick stood to attention rather proudly, boasting a nice size for someone his age at 8 inches.
He was growing impatient though and decided to have his fun. Lining himself up, he thrusted forward and marveled at how tight she was. She held him like a vice, barely giving poor Tony jr. a chance to breathe. Although it did surprise him when felt no barrier to signify a virgin.
He didn’t let this deter him though as he started to move, bathing in the blissful feeling that was lust filled sex. He didn’t even pace himself, simply slamming his entire length into her as fast he could. He could feel himself poking at the entrance of her womb, almost dragging it out with how tightly she held onto him.
Ditto was writhing and mewling in obvious pleasure, having orgasmed twice already but unable to get a moment of rest. She shook so much her tits were shaking with her, causing Tony to growl as a primal urge to tend to the mounds came over him.
He leaned forward while continuing to piston his hips, attacking her breasts with everything he had. He licked every area could read, covering the entire surface on spit. He’d bite her nipples before sucking on them, like a baby being breastfed.
When he reached his orgasm he had no warning. HIs dick simply twitched and suddenly let loose. Days of potent cum, he didn’t masturbate often since he didn’t want to wring himself dry, poured into her and painted her insides white.
He didn’t pull out when his last spurt shot out, wanting to savor the feeling. He used her breasts as pillows, adjusting himself so he could sleep comfortably in this position. Not many got a chance to sleep like this, which made it all the more appealing.
As he struggled to catch his breath, he might have to start exercising, he thought of his current situation. There were many things that couldn’t be explained going on, none of it natural and none of it logical. He thought it some more before coming to what would be a life changing conclusion.
He honestly didn’t care. He probably should, for logical and moral reasons, but he couldn’t find it in himself to really care. He had a fucking, real life, sometimes breathing, damn Ditto!
“Man, life is fucking awesome,” He sighed in content.