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Pokemon: Reborn As Ditto

Waking up in the Pokémon world as a Ditto is like a wet dream come true... or a nightmare, depending on how you look at it. I'm not sure which is worse - being a slimy, shape-shifting blob or knowing that all raunchy-ass hentai Mangas were actually going to find some use. But here's the bright side, when life throws you some motherfucking lemons, you make some goddamn lemonade. When life gives you a slimy, shape-shifting body, you become the coolest motherfucker there ever was. This is going to be one hell of a ride and I ain't got any pennies in my pocket. ------- This is a wish-fulfillment fanfic, so I would implore you to not take things too deeply. Contains Sexual Content ------- Disclaimer: This Pokémon fanfic is a work of fan-made fiction, and I don't own jack shit. The Pokémon franchise belongs to Game Freak, Nintendo, and all those other clever folks who created this amazing universe. I'm just a rowdy degenerate messing around with their toys. Don't sue me, I'm broke. Also, expect some naughty language, dark themes, and general tomfoolery. You've been warned, so don't come crying to me when your precious Pikachu gets roflstomped. Now, sit back, relax, and let's get this wild ride started! Picture Scrapped From Web, Original Artist may inform me(via comment or review) if they wish it to be taken down

NightSpectre_ToT · Anime e quadrinhos
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48. Secrets of Rocket II (Edited)

Sorry for the late update guys. I got busy in things... I will update twice as compensation.

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Giovanni leaned back in his chair, a cold look in his eyes. "That's a risk we'll have to take. We need to maintain control. Now, get out of here and make sure it's done."

The grunt saluted and hurried out of the room, leaving Giovanni alone.

I smirked to myself. This is the time where smart main characters make smart plans, and me being one, I feel confident in my subtlety. Subtlety is an art, and I'm a fucking master at it.

Suddenly, the vent creaked. Before I could let out a complete cuss in my mind for the contractor who did such a shit-ass job, the vent fell down with a loud clatter.

Giovanni let out a short girly cry, which he quickly masked with a cough. I popped out from the vent, and we stared at each other for a moment.

Fuck subtlety. That's for weak MCs, which I definitely am not.

Giovanni's eyes narrowed down on me, confusion and internal thought written all over his face. "What the hell are you doing here?" he growled, his hand reaching for something under his desk.

Not giving him a moment to think, I compressed my slimy body and shot toward him, expanding rapidly.

Giovanni was alarmed but still reacted to the fast projectile that I was, dodging by moving sideways. But did you forget who I am? I'm the motherfucking Ditto.

The improvements from the "level-up" by fighting that psychotic Pidgeot weren't just in other forms, ya know? This form has also been enhanced in ways even I hadn't realized.

As my body narrowly passed by him, he didn't notice until it was too late how one of my appendages shot out and struck the back of his head.

Superior reaction speed, bitch!

He let out a cry of pain as his head was jerked forward. My appendage stuck to his head and pulled me toward him in a grand experiment that demonstrated the elastic property of a slime body.

Giovanni stumbled, trying to regain his balance. "What the fuck?" he snarled, his eyes wide with shock and fear. He tried to swat at me, but I was already wrapping around his head, covering his nose and mouth, effectively blocking his airflow.

"Mmph! Mmph!" he mumbled desperately, his eyes bulging as he realized he couldn't scream. His hands clawed at my slime form, but it was like trying to grasp water.

I chuckled internally. Just a Ditto? Oh, buddy, you have no idea.

I tightened my grip around his head, feeling his desperate struggles. His face turned red, then purple, as he fought for air. But I wasn't done yet. Oh no, this was just the beginning.

I extended my tentacles, slithering them into his ear canals. Giovanni's eyes widened in horror as he felt the intrusion. He thrashed wildly, but I held firm, my slime body unyielding.

I felt an obstruction in the canals, the ear drum most likely. Prodding it felt like touching a hymen.

Hymen? Did I say hymen!? Lets fucking penetrate it~

And not being a girl, Givonni doesn't get any foreplay from me jajaja.

His body jerked in pain, falling down on the ground, his hand reaching out for anything to grasp but I didn't allow him that luxury, holding them both down with another 2 appendages.

Oh, look at this. I could feel the whole darn smooth but not smooth brain of this dumbass using my tentacles.

squish squish

Who knew brains could be so squishy?

I transformed my tentacles into spiky forms for some extra fun,

Giovanni's body convulsed, his eyes rolling back in his head as the pain became unbearable.

I moved my tentacles around, mushing his brain to a pulp. The sound was disgusting, a wet squelching that made even me want to gag. But I didn't stop. I couldn't stop. This was my moment.

I wondered how a brain milkshake would taste, but obviously, I wouldn't drink it. Ughhhh, why the fuck did I have to think about that? My body reacted by itself, and my tentacles absorbed the brain mush.

Giovanni's body went limp, his struggles ceasing as his brain turned into a milkshake. I pulled my tentacles out, leaving a bloody mess behind. His lifeless body slumped to the floor, a grotesque sight that would haunt anyone's nightmares.

Giovanni's body went limp, his struggles ceasing as his brain turned into a milkshake. I pulled my tentacles out, leaving a bloody mess behind. His lifeless body slumped to the floor, a grotesque sight that would haunt anyone's nightmares.

I left his head out and slithered away from it. If slimes could stagger, this was it.

It took me a moment to get the disgusting taste of the brain matter smoothie out of my mind. It tasted so bad, there was no salt and it felt like undercooked...oh wait, it wasn't cooked at all.

Fuck it, next time, no eating brain without salt and cooking it up!

What the fuck do I do now? I mean, I didn't even get to ask if he was Ash's father or not? Darn it.

After a few moments of thinking, a moment of eureka hit me. My body transformed into that of a Giovanni, just one with a brain intact. I looked at the dead Giovanni.

Damn, who could have guessed that the MC killed the final boss of the game at the start?

I searched his body and found a phone, a wallet with a bit of cash and many credit cards, and a photo of an evil-looking milf.

Hohoho, who could this beauty be?

There was no mention of such a character in the anime as far as I could remember. Was she his lover, or maybe a secret mistress, judging by how young she looked? Totally breedable.

I took the photo and kept it absorbed in my body just in case. I did the same for the cash, phone, and cards. I unlocked the phone using the dead bastard's fingerprint and changed the password.

Absorbing them and keeping them in a spot inside my body was a pretty good way to keep them with me. Even when I changed formed, they should remain inside me, theoretically at least.

Then I pulled Giovanni's body and hid it in a closet. I looked around the room for something valuable. Giovanni was a gym leader and the fucking boss of Team Rocket, he ought to have a lot of Pokémon, right?

Well, what use are they to me? I can just copy them and then release them into the wild anyway. Free real estate!

But unfortunately, I was unable to find the supposed stash of Poké Balls except for the three that were kept on his desk. Even those, I didn't know if they were empty or not, and I was totally not going to check it right now.

I absorbed them too inside my body.

Then I heard the sound of footsteps approaching. So, I just went and sat back in his chair, acting like the dead bastard.

When the grunt came in, I couldn't help but notice her assets. Fucking hell, Team Rocket does know how to hire. She had a bust that could make any man drool and a butt that could stop traffic. She stood at attention, her uniform hugging her curves in all the right places.

"Sir, the head researcher of Project Mew is asking for you. He says it's urgent," she reported, her voice firm but with a hint of nervousness.

I nodded, trying to mimic Giovanni's resting bitch face. "Very well. Lead me to the research chamber."

Internally, I praised my luck. This was going to be fun.

"Right this way, sir," she said, turning on her heels and leading me out of the room.

I followed her, my eyes lingering on her swaying hips as we walked through the corridor. The place was a maze of hallways and doors, but she navigated it with ease.

As we waited for the elevator to come, I decided to test the waters. "Tell me, are you loyal to Team Rocket?" I asked, my voice casual but with an underlying edge.

She turned to face me, her eyes wide with surprise. "Of course, sir. I'm completely loyal to Team Rocket and to you."

I smirked internally. 

This is gonna be fun.

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