HOKéMON: Fire Red Version

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This is smut, so I don't have to tell you that some of the behavior here is problematic when imitated in real life, neither do I have to tell you that all the 'facts' mentioned in the story are a load of baloney, but I will anyways coz some of y'all stupid. There are some things in this story that a lot of people may not like, so reader discretion is advised. All characters are above the age of 18 and if you have a problem with some of the fetishes in the categories, please avoid reading this.

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CHAPTER 2 : THE SMILE HE SWORE TO PROTECT

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-opening music plays-

-title card flashes-

-press start-

{GERRI'S HOUSE}

{In the living room, a green carpet lies at the center of the room, with a table placed on it, covered by a blue-and-white checkered tablecloth and surrounded by four blue chairs. The floor pattern is the same as in Ray's house. Two potted plants sit in the corners of the wall where the door is located. On the opposite side of one of these plants are a bookshelf and a display case. Opposite the other plant is a table fitted with a kitchen sink, a gas stove, and a microwave, with a kitchen cabinet positioned directly to its right. A window is located directly opposite the door. To the left of the window are a television set and a couch, while to the right, several photographs are hung on the wall.}

The exhaustion from yesterday's packing didn't seem to bother her last night, but the moment she felt the warm embrace of her soft bed, her body melted into the mattress. It was perhaps the best sleep she'd had in a while.

People don't realize how exhausting it can be to pack your entire life in a suitcase and set out on a journey to strange lands. Especially when you also need to roleplay a tradwife everyday so that your oaf of a grandpa can function like a normal human being. How does a 50 something year old man grow up without developing the habit of keeping his surroundings clean!

It's not just the physical exertion that got to Gerri, but also the mental stress of deciding what to take with her and what to leave behind; making peace with the fact that she couldn't take it all with her. That some things will always be left behind, no matter how much you don't want them to be.

Gerri turned in her sleep and squished the pillow between her legs with her thicc thighs, while rubbing her moderately sized breasts against it. What bliss! If only she could stay that way forever! The only reason she woke up was because she had to pee. As she got out of the bed, she noticed the time.

[GERRI]: Whaaaat!!!! Noooo!!!! How am I this late?

She rushed into the bathroom and frantically searched for her toothbrush and toothpaste even though they were right in front of her. She spilled some toothpaste on the sink as she tried to get it on the brush and began to brush her teeth aggressively.

How did this happen? Did her alarm not go off? Was she too deep in sleep to even hear it? Even if she had overslept, Coke usually woke her up on time before he headed to the lab. That was usually the one thing he was good at: waking up on time and going to the lab as early as possible. Unless ...

[GERRI]: Grandpa Coke!

After she was done, she stomped downstairs with an exaggerated frown, one that she was only comfortable showing her family.

[GERRI]: What's wrong with you??? Why didn't ypu wake me up grandpa! Don't you know it's-

She stopped mid sentence. Her eyes went wide and her skin turned pale. Coke lay sprawled on the couch, his one leg resting on the top part of the couch and his other was down on the floor. His hair was disheveled and there were red lipstick marks all over his white labcoat and hairy chest. He had nothing on other than his labcoat and was completely naked waist down. His thick cut cock hung from above his heavy balls, a few veins slightly visible still.

[GERRI]: Aaaaaaaaaaaeeeeeeeeeeee (covers her face with her hands)

That woke the professor up. He sprang up, startled, and looked around in shock.

[COKE]: Wha-? Gerri? Why are you-

[GERRI]: You're fucking naked in the living room grandpa!!

That sobered him up. He frantically searched for something to cover himself up with and only found a fluffy pillow.

[COKE]: I'm decent now, at least as much as i can be in this situation

[GERRI]: Mr. fluffums!!!! (screams with greater shock than when she saw him naked)

Turns out, the pillow coke found was not even a pillow. It was Gerri's favorite toy as a child. The toy she was heartbroken to leave behind, the thought of which made her cried for an hour yesterday.

[GERRI]: Oh? sorry octopus (puts it aside)

[GERRI]: Aaaaa!!! (covers her face with her hands again, turning away!)

[COKE]: (quickly presses it against his crotch again. A confused expression on his face) Oh sorry! I-

[GERRI]: Disgusting! Today's the most important day of my life and you were fooling around with a skank?

[COKE]: There's no need for that kind of language Gerri

[GERRI]: Wow! and now you're defending her? you're on her side? not your own fucking granddaughter's? (her eyes start to tear up, so she runs back upstairs)

She held back a sob and wiped a single tear. She couldn't deal with this right now. It was her big day and she was already late!

She grabbed a change of clothes from her wardrobe, the one she had neatly laid out yesterday, and ran into the upstairs bathroom before slamming the door. As the hot water hit her naked body and filled the bathroom with steam, she remembered that misty autumn day. The day she decided that she could no longer live with her abusive parents and ran away.

-flashback-

Her mom always brought strange new men to the house when daddy wasn't home.

There were so many of them that her little brain couldn't even remember most of them.

At first, she didn't care, after all, wasn't it a good thing that mommy had so many friends?

Eventually, some of these men were starting to bother her.

They were being creepy with her in ways she did not like.

There was this one man in particular who kept coming back.

One day, he almost did something to her.

That was when Gerri couldn't stand it anymore and told her dad.

This led to a huge fight; mom and dad argued a lot.

There was throwing of stuff too.

Ever since that day, daddy always came home smelling like beer and mommy hated her.

Both parents blamed Gerri to a degree for their failing marriage and took it out on her at even the slightest inconvenience to them.

On that misty autumn day, she couldn't take it anymore and ran away to grandpa.

She was sad that the parents didn't even come look for her.

Visibly sad.

Grandpa took her to the bakery that day because he remembered that she has a sweet tooth simply from hearing about it one time.

He remembered! He cared!

She hugged him and cried. She was so happy.

For a while, she lived this happy existence with just her Grandpa.

He was the only one in the world she trusted and could be open with.

One day, they built a tree house together.

They went fishing and she ended up catching a water type pokemon.

Grandpa never went on dates coz Gerri was too possessive and would lock herself up in the treehouse everytime she saw him with another woman.

It was all perfect until Ray came into her life.

At that point, Ray was all professor coke could talk about.

At first, it was only mildly annoying, but then, he talked about Ray everytime!

He started spending more time at Ray's place than he was with her! He often snuck out late at night and came back in the morning! Because of Ray, grandpa didn't have the energy to do anything with her! He didn't have time for her!

No witty banter, so charades.

He always looked so exhausted and out if breath.

That greedy bastard Ray had all the friends he needed in class, and now he was trying to take away the one person in her life who cares for her?

Just who the hell did that kid think he was.

A prideless parasite who preyed on people's emotions using his optimism!

One day, she got in trouble at school because a creepy old man was hitting on her on the way to school.

It was when he attempted to touch her in places she didn't want to he that she fought back.

She ended up hurting him so bad he ended up in the hospital.

He managed to hit her with his cane which left her with a bleeding nose due to which she was rushed to the infirmary.

Naturally she was a little shook by the ordeal despite how badass she presented herself as; she was still a kid after all.

The school asked Coke to pick her up, but he showed up really late and all he could talk about was Ray!

She couldn't take it anymore!

That's when she went and did what she did to Ray.

At the moment it felt good, but...

On that day, Coke wasn't late. He was on time.

He seemed very angry and disappointed with her.

A part of her was as well. Deep down she knew that maybe Ray didn't deserve it.

At first she was angry and yelled at Coke.

For the first time ever that evening, he reprimanded her with a strict tone.

She had never been yelled at by Coke before.

She grabbed Mr. fluffums, ran to the tree house and began sobbing uncontrollably.

-present day-

With that bitter memory, she got out of the shower, got dressed and headed downstairs. Coke was gone by then. Hopefully he didn't go out half naked. She rolled her eyes and set off to the lab.

{BULLET TOWN HOKéMON LAB}

{A rectangular building with a flat roof and a red chimney on top. It is painted yellow and features a green door. On either side of the door are two large windows with brown awnings, and directly above them, on the floor above, are two circular windows.}

Ray ran as fast as he could, leaving a cloud of of dust behind him. He came to a stop in front of the lab and tried to catch his breath. A lab assistant who was outside the lab looked at him, puzzled. She was pointing a thin red rectangular device with a dish antenna at the sky.

[RAY]: Hey, I'm here to see Professor Coke

[LAB ASSISTANT LAQUISHA]: He's not here yet

[RAY]: What do you mean he's not here? He invited me! Today's supposed to be my big day and I'm an hour late!

[LAB ASSISTANT LAQUISHA]: He's either at Mrs. Fizzle's bakery getting some Anpan, or he gone to the woods to observe some Pokemon for his research, these are the places he usually goes to on Mondays.

[RAY]: Oh okay, thanks La-queef-a!

[LAB ASSISTANT LAQUISHA]: It's LaQuisha!

The woman shook her head in disappointment and went back to work; this happens every single time. It then hit her! the woods were a dangerous place! She turned to warn Red.

[LAB ASSISTANT LAQUISHA]: Wait kid! The woods is a dangerous place!

But alas, Ray was already gone by then. The lab assistant let out a sigh and continued her work.

{BULLET TOWN BAKERY}

{The building is shaped like the houses in Bullet Town and has a red gabled roof, but it is only one storey tall. It is pink in color and features a transparent glass storefront with elegantly styled display windows advertising new items, classic offerings, and branded merchandise. The pink walls, doors, and even the front panel of the cashier counter are gilded with decorative trim.

To the right of the entrance is a wall covered in Post-it notes. On the opposite wall stands the cashier counter, with bakery items displayed beside it in the glass display case, found at the center of that wall. The pink cash register has a white flower vase placed next to it, holding fresh local flowers. On top of the display counter, where the baked goods are displayed, are several glass jars filled with cookies, along with an elevated cake stand showcasing decorated cupcakes. Behind the counter is the menu board.

To the right of the counter is a door adorned with a large wall hanging of Jigglybutt, the singing HOKéMON. To the left, a recessed niche carved into the gilded wall displays cute toys and packaged snacks. The rest of the bakery is furnished with circular white tables covered with pink tablecloths, each topped with a white flower vase holding fresh flowers. The chairs are also pink.}

[RAY]: Hey Mrs. Fizzle, do you know where Professor Coke could be?

[MRS. FIZZLE]: No, but Mr. Fizzle might be with him, he said he was summoned by Professor Coke last night for some very important research. If you see him, can you tell him to come home? I haven't seen him much these days. (sad look in her eyes)

[RAY]: Ok, I will!

He went to the town square to look for Mr. Fizzle. At one of the outside tables of the Cafe, he heard a familiar voice order a coffee. Ray looked to see who it was.

[RAY]: Mr. Fizzle? what's he doing there with that high school girl? I'll have to deal with that later, I guess that means there's only one place left to look!

He headed towards the woods.

Just as Ash was about to enter the woods, he heard some heavy footsteps.

[COKE]: Hey! wait! Don't go there!

Ray turned around to see whom the voice belonged to and found Professor Coke. He was a 5'9 man with tan skin, wearing a red formal shirt and light brown pants under his labcoat. He had a handsome face, with a few wrinkles around his eyes and mouth, and a full head of silver hair. His physique was rather fit for a man who's 46.

[RAY]: Oh hey Professor! I was just gonna go take a look.

[COKE]: It's unsafe! Wild HOKéMON live in the tall grass! Don't go there until you have your own HOKéMON!

[RAY]: Oops! Sorry Professor! (scratches the back of his head and smiles awkwardly)

[COKE]: You need your own HOKéMON for your protection. Come with me.

{BULLET TOWN HOKéMON LABORATORY}

{The room looks white all over; white tiles, people with white labcoats, plants on either corners if the room. The front had a few wooden tables and chairs and tall bookshelves, almost as tall as walls, of the same colour filled with fat books. The center of the bookshelf opened as an entrance and in the other room, huge white coloured machines of various sizes lined the walls. One of the walls had bookshelves, cluttered tables with lots of designs in progress. In the center of the room was a table with a green top that had a three pokeballs on them and behind it, a hologram of what the hokemon looked like}

[COKE]: (Gestures towards the first three balls kept on the table) There are three HOKéMON here. They're held inside these HOKé BALLs. When I was younger, I was a serious HOKéMON breeder, but now, I only have these three left. You can have one, go on, choose.

The one on the left is a water type, the one in the middle is a grass type and the one in the right is a watertype.

[RAY]: Hell yeah! (does a fistpump)

Red looks carefully at the HOKé BALLs. He rested his hand on his chin and thought about which one to pick.

{Boobasaur} - (Light green skin, 4'10, three fingers on foot with claws. Five fingers on hands with claws, slightly darker green covering half of forearms and calves. Cat like ears. green hair with a bobcut. Pear shaped body with toned arms, bubble butt. Has little triangular patches on skin, mostly concentrated around joints and cheekbones. Has a bobcut with dark green hair. Has D cups. Has strong thicc legs to support the weight of the bulb on the back, but still prefer crawling or resting on knees.

The males have same skin and hair structures, but with dicks.)

{Whormander} - (Has orange fur that looks like a skintight dress covering everything except for a circular area around the center of the front which exposes the middle of her breasts, her toned belly and her tight pink pussy. This patch of skin is of a lighter yellowish color. Slender upper body with the butt being almost the same size as Boobasaur's making it look like she's slender with a big butt. Red hair with a pixie cut. Tail is like a thicc thigh with flames at the tip.

The males are the same, except they have dicks and only the chokers)

{Squirtle} - (Blue hair, blue eyes, turtleneck leotard showing off curves in the pattern of a belly of a turtle. Shell at the back, but all her curves as visible. The shell is oval shaped, or rather, shaped very similar to her curves. Forearms and Knees under have blue skin. Circular Tail. Hair tied in Chun Li buns. There is a slit for the pussy and ass opening.

The men are the same, with different hairstyles and a cock.)

He ended up picking a Whorizard. A female, for obvious reasons.

[???]: Waiiiit!

It was a feminine voice. From the entrance, a girl came barging in like a wild thunderstorm. Her hands on her knees as she tried to catch her breath. She flashed her pointing finger at the group, intending to say something, but couldn't as she still wasn't done panting. The scientists, who looked at her with bewilderment, went back to their tasks after a few seconds.

[RAY]: Ugh! Why does she have to be here? (rolls his eyes)

[GERRI]: Same reason you shouldn't have been here little-dick!

She wore purple cargo pants, purple wrist bands, black boots, a silver fanny pack dangling to her left and a black crop top with collared V neck. She had an average build with a flat tummy and toned arms. Her hair was spiky orange and styled in a razor cut shag.

[RAY]: Grr! What was that!

[GERRI]: Looks like your little dick hasn't grown since middle school" (smirks)

[RAY]: Grr! Yeah? Well why were you looking at it you perv!"

[GERRI]: (blushes slightly) W-What! how dare you! I'm no perv!

[COKE]: Now Now kids! There's no need to-

[RAY]: You think just coz you're Professor Coke's granddaughter, you can say and do whatever you want don't you?

[GERRI]: (offended by that remark) Say that again! I dare you! (eyes turning red from fury)

[RAY]: (smirks) Didn't realize you were hard of hearing too! (repeats what he said)

[GERRI]: Alright then!

She makes her way to the HOKéMON table, shoving Coke aside, and picks a male squirturtle, seeing as the Whorizard was missing.

[GERRI]: Ray! I challenge you to a HOKéMON battle! Unless... you're too pussy to face me like a real man would (smirks)

[RAY]: Challenge accepted Slut!

[COKE]: (sighs) So pushy, as always...

Ray, Coke and Gerri headed to the back of the lab where there was a vast open space for performance testing.

[RAY]: Go Whormander! use scratch!

Whormander charged at Squirtle and attempted to scratch him.

[GERRI]: Squirtle! use tackle!

When Whormander approached scratching distance, she attempted to scratch Squirtle's face off, but he ducked at the right moment and charged forward, hitting her right under her shapely breasts with his hard shell as he grabbed her waist, then trapped her in a tight bearhug. She let out moaning sounds, finding it difficult to breathe while being crushed between his rock hard biceps and forearms that were surprisingly big for a frame so lanky. He hoisted her up, spun her around and let go of her, knocking her back as she landed on her ass.

[RAY]: Whormander! No! fight back!

[GERRI]: Good job squirtle!

Squirtle looked back at her and gave her a thumbs up.

Whormander got back up, angrier than before. With a menacing glare directed at squirtle, she growled. Squirtle gulped.

[RAY]: Go Whormander! watch out for those tackles!

Whormander charged at Squirtle again. Once again she scratched at his neck, missed and as squirtle was about to hit her again with his crouched tackle, she pushed against his shell, jumped up, split her legs open while up in the air, revealing her tight pink pussy momentarily, and then snapped them shut around squirtles neck. She then leaned forward and grabbed his tail while her tail was used to lock his legs firmly. using all her strength, she hoisted him up from that position, grabbed his tail with her snout, and scratched his belly hard.