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Pokemon: Jordinio Version

A Pokemon Self Insert story. So there I was enjoying myself at a bar about to try my luck at picking up a pretty girl and then bam! I'm on Route 1, short as shit and somehow twelve again. Oh well, at the very least I can get that Charizard I always dreamed of. https://www.patreon.com/0Jordinio0 -Feel free to support me on Patreon.

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Chapter 81

I admired the way she had to move around bowlegged and slowly made her way into the bathroom, proudly, but at the same time, that nagging sensation wouldn't leave me.

Perhaps I should get a bit of insurance for her, just in case? My next destination now that Pidgeotto had become Pidgeot, was the perfect place to get some after all.

I let my mind wander to my plans, picking which route I'd go through before moving on to the next. I'll be hitting up the one nearest here at Vermillion, then I think I'll head to island not far off from Cinnabar Island, and finally, Grandpa Canyon as my last stop in Kanto.

I'll dip back to Viridian for a bit from there, spend some time with all of my pokemon together, visit Nurse Joy a bit and then I'll be heading for Kalos.

There's a sure fire way to get rid of any hesitant and dread-like feelings after all. It's called nuke the fuck out of everything.

And in Kalos', there's a certain generous old man who has tons of different types of Mega Stones and even a Key Stone in his staff. I'm gonna mug him, kick his ass and steal his shit.

Cuz' that's just how I roll.

Granted, too bad he doesn't have a Charizardite from what I remember. He does have Pidgeotite though, which in my case, may be even better. Maybe I'll pay Surge a visit again with a Mega Pidgeot, I'd love to see his reaction to that.

Man, he'd probably shit himself. My fingers twitched with excitement at the thought. He thinks I'll let him off with just that tiny bit of humiliation from yesterday? No fucking way, I'll crush him into the dirt and make him cry big fat bitch tears.

Before I could plan out my humiliation of that giant roided fuck head any further, the bathroom door opened up and Hilda stepped out, cleaned up and dressed for the day, tying her hair up into its usual fluffy ponytail.

Still walking bowlegged though. That wasn't going to disappear anytime soon.

"…I'm gonna have a really hard time getting anywhere like this," she groused, before glaring at me, "Couldn't you have been a little bit gentler?"

"That was gentle." I stated back, smugly crossing my arms behind my head. I mean, it wasn't really, but I could have definitely gone even rougher on her. There's a lot I can do with my new absurd strength.

"Zat' so?" she gave him a dry look, before sighing, "Can you at least have Chansey heal me so I can walk properly?"

"Hell no." I flatly denied, instantly.

"What, why!?" Hilda demanded.

"You were loud as fuck last night, if you walk out of here all fine, people will assume you were just faking it, making me look like a loser," I pointed out, "Plus, do you know how many guys had their eyes on you? Having you walk around bowlegged after the racket you made last night and letting them see that, will be me dabbing all over them, twice in a row."

"…Seriously?" Hilda gave me a dead, fish-eyed stare, "You're seriously gonna make me go out like this just so you can brag through me to other guys watching me?"

"Pretty much," I shrugged, "I've made no secret about how vain I am remember? And you walking around like that that is visual evidence of my superiority."

Hilda palmed her forehead, "…I think this goes beyond simple arrogance at this point," she groaned, shaking head. She pulled her hand away and huffed, "If I promise to make sure to walk like that intentionally, will you let Chansey heal me please?"

I gave it a moments thought before shrugging, "That works too." I nodded, and got up off the bed and made my way over to the dresser where my pokeballs are laying, cock swinging freely and proudly.

"And put some clothes on will you?" Hilda rolled her eyes.

"Blow me and I'll think about it." I snorted, picking up Chansey's pokeball.

"I already did." she sniped back, making me pause, then smirk again.

….Yes she damn well did.

"Fair enough." I nodded, pulling out a pair of shorts from my backpack while I was at it and slipping them on, then I turned to Hilda and released Chansey, "Hey girl, can you heal her with your Heal Pulse nice and quick please?"

"Chansey chans!" Chansey smiled brilliantly and nodded, before bouncing over to Hilda, little pink paws glowing with healing power.

Hilda sighed in released as the healing power washed over her, and those lovely legs of hers visibly relaxed.

"Good girl." I praised Chansey as she finished and returned her to her pokeball.

"…Oh that is so much better." Hilda groaned in relief, before looking at me and blinking, "What's wrong with you?"

There was an obvious frown on my face. A by-product of looking the newly healed Hilda over.

"The hicky's are gone." I sighed as I sat back down on the bed, what a waste.

"They are?" Hilda mused, surprised, before chuckling at me, "The bowlegged thing isn't enough already?" she teasingly asked.

"I like to cover all my bases." I joked.

Hilda rolled her eyes, before looking up at the clock over the bed and nodding. She then surprised me by walking over to me and sitting down in my lap, wrapping her arms around my neck, "I have a half an hour or so to kill before I need to leave," she grinned, "How about you just make some new ones?" then she leaned forward and pecked me on the lips.

And I am not at all complaining. My hands slipped down to grasp her by those lovely full round arse cheeks and I reciprocated happily.

When she did leave, I made sure the love bites on her neck that I applied over that half hour, blatantly stood out.

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