Gardevoir

He wasn't sure why he felt the way that he did, but he knew that he did. It all began when she was a little Kirlia, so small and cute, curling up in his lap on so many lazy day. She squirmed and writhed about on him as he stroked her little red horns; it seemed almost sexual in a way, his playing with one of her most sensitive of areas.But it wasn't!

Well maybe it was, for her atleast. She squirmed so very much, a little too much for it to be perfectly innocent; she wanted him to do it to her so many times over. He indulged her, of course... how could he not give his beloved little Kirlia that which she desired? Looking back at it, this was when he first realized that she could be sexual, or rather sexually excited by anything he could do to her.

But regardless, all of this horn rubbing was never actually sexual for him, it wasn't something that really had an effect on him... on its own, anyway. No, what was sexual for him was all of her squirming and writhing against his lap and thus his crotch. Several times when he would play with her horns, he would grow really very hard, and try as he might, he could never hide it, much less supress the raging monster in his pants.

At first, he thought it so incredibly wrong and disgusting, but with time he came to enjoy her squirming, and paid her back several fold by manhandling her little horns with ever increasing effort. Or rather, that's what he wanted to believe, but in reality he simply pleasured her just so she would rub herself against him with equal vigor. He felt bad every single time after the fact, but he couldn't stop... and she never showed any signs of not liking it.

Sometimes he could have sworn that she was, in actuality squirming and writhing against his crotch with more force than what she have been, given what he was giving her. It was as if she was trying to please him, just as he was trying to please her. But it all changed when she evolved into a Gardevoir; she was so much bigger, so much more... womanly, in Human terms. She was shy around him, she would back away when he tried to touch her.

Perhaps, in a more evolved and mature state, she was disgusted by what he had done to her in the past. He quickly became so very lonely, missing his little Kirlia that seemed to love him so much... she'd been replaced by a Gardevoir that, while more powerful, refused to be near him at all.

She could feel it, she could feel just how lonely he had become since she evolved; his emotions struck deep in her heart, they felt like they would tear it in half. He was her first and only trainer, but more than that he was the only creature that she had known for nearly the whole of her existence; he caught her when she was only a few days out of her egg as a Ralts.

She cared so very much for him, to the point of which any Human would call love if she were one of them. She would give her life for the sake of his, she would do whatever it took to protect him, and if any harm were to befall him, she would do all that was in her power to see to it that any who caused it would suffer.

She wanted him to be so very happy, but she just couldn't bring herself to be near him. She was confused over what he had done to her when she was younger, smaller. It's not that she didn't love it; she felt so very good whenever he played with her in such a way, and in her innocence, she enjoyed getting a reaction out of him. His suspicions were correct, she had squirmed and writhed about on his lap simply to get him horny.



But now that she was capable of complex thought, she had to wonder... was thought wrong? Despite being a Pokemon, she's so close to being Human mentally and emotionally that she could understand and feel the major differences between herself and him. They're two different species, and while she'd built like a Human female... she isn't one. It was wrong, socially and morally to want to be with him, for him to have done those things. But more importantly, what he could do with her in the future, if she gave herself over to him could be far worse than what he did with her then.

She, a Pokemon, was having a crisis of morality. But it wasn't for herself, not at all... she wanted to give herself to him, body, mind, heart and soul. She wanted to be with him so badly, she wanted him to love her, hold her, caress her... and do so much more, things she could barely wrap her mind around but felt in the depths of the carnal instincts that Humans possess.

He was her master, her trainer, her friend, her family; he was, in essence, her entire world, and she wanted him to be everything to her, to do everything with her. But she couldn't, it just wasn't right! He'd be a nearly total outcast of society if anybody found out, he would be the subject of mockery, ridicule and the depths of Human cruelty.

She didn't want him to hurt emotionally, or worse, to actually be hurt physically. As much as it pains her to feel his deep loneliness now, things in the future would be even worse; he could blame her for whatever happens. He'd hate her, so very much, then he'd abandon her all together in the wild somewhere...

She doesn't want to lose him that way