Bio : Melody Gender : Male | Species : Kirlia - Shiny | Age : 20 | Nature : Naughty | Level : 29 Orientation : Pan | Role : Dom/Top | Dream Job : Idol A wild urban pokemon who grew up learning from and imitating humans, Melody spends most of his time lounging in his appartment, playing at a local gaming center and making money at pokecontests, pachinko and battles. While not generally one to abuse his psychic powers too much, he finds a well placed Hypnosis is useful for getting around humans who keep trying to find a trainer to deal with rather than him. His landlord for example. Melody is able to use several moves not typically attributed to the Ralts line of pokemon, and some quite unconventionally. Trainers who try to capture him never have any luck, though the cute ones may find that turnabout is fair play. He tends to view humans in much the same way the average human regards pokemon, and is more prone to making pokemon friends than human ones. He has however been meaning to give this whole 'training' thing a shot, but has been waiting for the right human to come along. Sweet and friendly by nature, he has a mischief streak a mile wide and can be a little sadistic when it comes to punishing 'bad humans'. Many humans are in for quite a surprise when they catch Melody's eye in fact, the little kirlia having learned a rather unique way to use minimize. Fetishes : Hobbies : Sizeplay Humans Video Games Watching TV/Movies Objectification Feminization Dolls Masturbating Bukkake Transformation Karaoke Manga Bio : Toi Roberts Gender : Male | Occupation : Unemployed | Age : 21 | Nature : Bashful | Orientation : Straight (?) Role : Sub/Bottom | Dream Job : Rich NEET A feminine guy in his early 20's who does his best to pass for the male he is, but at best tends to come across as androgynous. From bullying and abuse in his school days to falling behind and dropping out of college, and finally getting fired from his 3rd job, Toi has always cursed his life. From his name to his looks, his love life and even his luck, he always feels like the loser wherever he goes. He has never even managed to get his own pokemon, a source of embarassment and shame, but something he's practically given up on. A man on the brink of just giving up on everything, fate is about to turn his entire life around, as well as give him a rare pokemon experience few can match. Fetishes : Hobbies : Butts Feet Video Games Cloudgazing Tall Girls Anal Browsing Porn Daydreaming Facials Humiliation Napping Reading Self-Help Books ============================================================================== Toi hasn't had the best run of luck during his life. Teased and picked on in school for his embarrassing name and effeminate body, flunking out of college and fired time and time again. This last termination after months of job hunting feels like about all Toi can handle. Even walking down the street, seeing everyone from children to the elderly with their pokemon is like a stab to the heart. The poor man was never given a pokemon like so many youths, never managed to catch one on his own, and never had the money to buy one. Life, it seems, just can't resist kicking him when he's down. It's with a heavy heart he walks into the game center, sighing as he exchanges the remains of his last paycheck for tokens, Toi wanders along the lines of gaming cabinets, looking forward to one last chance at contentment before throwing himself into job hunting one again, hopeless as it may have felt. Maybe his favorite shooter would help take his mind off things, for a while at least. The game he looked for was occupied however, and he can't help but do a double take. Sitting at the game cabinet was a pokemon. Dressed in shorts and a hoodie, a blue kirlia was focused intently on the screen in front of it and snacking from a bag of chips like a kid off from school. Toi looked around for someone nearby that could be its trainer, but nobody seemed to be keeping an eye on it. Who would let a pokemon that rare just wander about freely? Was it wild? There was only one way to find out. Reaching into his pocket, Toi takes out a lone pokeball. One last cursory glance around, and still nobody seems all that concerned about the kirlia, nobody keeping an eye on it. Taking a deep breath, he grits his teeth and throws. Finally the blue kirlia looks up from its game, looking surprised for a moment as the pokeball slows to a stop inches from its face, still spinning and wrapped in an aquamarine aura. "Damnit! Are you kidding me!" Toi couldn't help it. This was his chance to get a pokemon! Not just any pokemon, but a pretty rare looking one too! The game cabinet chimes out, and the shocked Kirlia turns back. The words 'GAME OVER' flash on the screen. "Kiiiirrrrr....." says the pokemon in obvious frustration, rounding on Toi in a flurry of aggravated pokespeak. Was... was it telling him off? "I... but.... you..." Toi was momentarily speechless. This was a definite first for him. "C-come on. I'm not such a bad guy... I promise I'd take good care of you.". He really wasn't above pleading at this point, but that just seemed to irritate it more. Sensing more berating pokespeak coming, Toi thinks fast. "Okay... how about this. Lets try a game contest. If I beat your score, you have to agree to be my pokemon". The kirlia pauses. Toi felt a little awkward as the pouting kirlia glanced him up and down, then gave him a smug smirk. He should be annoyed but... something about that smile made him kind of nervous. He had an odd feeling he was in trouble. "Kirrrrrl." the smug purred out. "Li... Kirlia. Liiiiii." Toi just stared blankly. He wanted to ask if that was a yes... but the kirlia leans over and pats the cabinet next to it. Seems like a yes to Toi. Suffice to say, it wasn't much of a contest. Toi didn't stand a chance. Unbelievable. He couldn't even beat a pokemon at video games. Frustrated beyond belief, Toi gets up and just starts to walk off. He couldn't see how this day could possibly get any worse... when he feels a tug on his sleeve. Glancing down, it was the kirlia. "What do you want... here to gloat?" Toi asks bitterly, when he sees the kirlia's eyes start to glow. Surprise turns to discomfort as the most intense sense of vertigo suddenly overwhelms him. He falls back, everything spinning violently. By the time it's passed, he has the strangest feeling something is very, very wrong. And why was the light so dim all of a sudden? Looking up, Toi's stomach drops all over again. Looming over him, looking more smug than before and incredibly pleased with itself, the kirlia was leaning over, hands on its knees. It was HUGE. Impossibly huge! Wait... no. He was tiny! He could see the towering game cabinets, the ceiling looked so far away, the thin carpet was like grass beneath him, and there was still the matter of the massive kirlia who was looking down at him. He didn't like that look. Scrambling in a panic, the pokemon is too quick for him! A pair of hands close around his arms and torso, and with a squeeze he is lifted up like a doll. Staring up at that grinning, pleased looking face, a sense of pending doom washes over him. "H-hold on!" Toi stammers nervously. "C-can't we talk about this?". "Kir." the kirlia says assertively. Toi heard it clearly, but at the same time one word echoed in his mind in a high, selfish voice. 'Mine.'. Brought up to the kirlia's face, he stares in horror as its lips part, it leans in close, and a firm, wet tongue presses to his face and chest. A long, warm lick slides up his chest and face, making his skin tingle. To his continuing terror, he realises as the kirlia finally looks away that he can't move a muscle. Pressed up against the pokemon's chest, facing out with a massive arm across his own body, the whole world shakes with each thunderous step as the kirlia heads back to the game cabinet and climbs up onto the seat. Just blinking takes all the effort he can muster as the kirlia sits down and lowers Toi into its lap. No. His lap. Through those shorts, the paralysed human can feel a distinct bulge. If he was his normal size, that bulge would probably be too small to even notice but now it was like straddling a wine barrel. Slumped back against the kirlia's stomach, humiliation washed over him. Apparently content with its work, it wasn't even giving him a glance now, simply getting right back into gaming. He's forced to just sit there, limp, as cute girls wander past commenting on 'that cute kirlia with the adorable little doll'. His face reddens, but worse yet... he could feel one part of his body stirring. He was actually getting turned on by the situation. But... but this was a pokemon! And a guy! AND it was practically holding him hostage! He's never been so embarrassed in his whole life! This was just payback for trying to catch it right? It wouldn't leave him like this.... Would it?