We are teleported into the ocean in some new place again. I start to sink immediately, and Ayaka keeps me afloat with her tentacles still wrapped around me and inside me, “Are you ok, Sekai?” I nod, and before we could get out of the ocean, we are wrapped up in some tentacles of a big blue squid??!!!It looks like a weird and terrifying squid. Ayaka removes her tentacle that was inside me and puts it in her mouth which activates her quirk and sends us both to 2D. She holds me with her tentacles as she swims slowly in the water until we get to shore. Ayaka says as we try to calm down from what just happened, “That was fucking terrifying. Let’s take off our clothes and hang them up so they can dry.” I nod, and we do just that which is a great distraction from thinking of the murder squid. While we wait for our clothes to dry, we continue to train. Ayaka looks like she has the hang of it and is laughing, standing under a branch. While I am sitting on the ground wiping sweat, “That is great, Ayaka! Hopefully, I will be right behind you.”
She says in a worried tone, "Oh no, that cute baby is being attacked!" and points out an adorable, fluffy brown creature who is being targeted by a terrifyingly large purple snake in the distance. I pull myself up on a tree branch, and I use my new ability to stretch as far as I can, wrap around the cute guy, and pull him quickly to safety, where I am. That seemed like the end of my range, so I was barely able to save him from there. I bring him to me, and I use my skin to repel down carefully. I pet him gently to soothe him and Ayaka gets stars in her eyes and squeals, “Oh my god! That thing is SO CUTE!!” I smirk while petting him, and Ayaka comes to pet him, too. We are still naked at the moment, since our clothes were not quite dry. By the time our clothes dried, I was doing alright with the tree walking, “I think I have it, but it takes some concentration.” She nods, and I put my clothes back on, and she says, “I am sure with enough practice, it will feel like second nature for us.”
The fluffy guy prances around us adorably like he wants to play. I tell him, “I would love to play with you, but we are lost at the moment. Let me see if I can find some people who can help us.” I was about to walk up a tree and search that way, but the cute, fluffy creature looked like he was going to help us, so we followed him to a small town. I reach down and pet the fluff ball and say, “Thanks.” Ayaka joins in and pets him, too, saying, “Thank you so much! You saved us.” She says with that hero smile of hers. The fluff ball spins adorably in circles. There is something about this little guy that pulls my heartstrings, and I can’t be irritated with it at all like I am with most things and people back home. This little guy jumps on my shoulder which startles me at first, and I pet him with the hand on that side while we look for people.
We come across an old man who is outside a building wearing a lab coat and giving some food or something to a weird creature that is blue, small, with big ears, and standing on its back legs. It looks harmless and happy for the food. Ayaka says, “Excuse me, sir, could you help us? We are lost.” The old man says, “Sure. You are currently in Pallet Town. Oh, I see you have an Eevee with you.” We are confused, and Ayaka asks, “Is that the name of this cute one here?” The old man says, “That is the name of the type of Pokémon it is. Eevees can evolve into many different things with enough experience or with the right stone.” Ayaka says, “Sekai rescued him from a large purple snake, and now it is just following us.” The old man smiles, “This little one must want to be your friend since you saved him from being that Arbok's lunch. OH, I am Professor Oak by the way. I am a Pokémon researcher. Follow me, and I will help you since you don’t seem to know about Pokémon.” Ayaka introduces us both as we follow him.
We follow him inside, and he hands me a red and white ball and says, “This here is what we call a Pokéball. You use this to catch Pokémon who want to be your friend. Alternatively, you can battle them and catch them when they are weakened.” I grimace and smack my teeth, “Tsk. Why would you do something that fucked up? You are basically enslaving them if you are doing that.” Professor Oak seems taken aback by my words. He says, “You know, I never thought about the ethics behind it. It has been ingrained in our culture. I think I might actually write a paper on that.” He says, looking like he is thinking introspectively. He snaps out of it and says, “Oh, right. You guys don’t know about the combat abilities that Pokémon have. Here, take this…” He writes down a bunch of things on a piece of paper, and he hands it over while I read its contents, and he says, “These are the abilities of your Eevee there and about approximately when to expect him to learn new abilities. I would give you a Pokédex, but it seems like you aren’t local and it would be difficult for me to get the data from it regularly.” I take the paper and nod. It appears these abilities this fluff ball has are like quirks by these descriptions.
I ask, “What do they eat?” Professor Oak says, “Regular Pokéfood is available at any Pokémart.” Ayaka asks, “What if where we are from, those things don’t exist?” Professor Oak then says, “Then, in that case, a balanced diet so they are getting nutrients. Here is what it looks like.” He pulls some out and pours it into some bowls for the Pokémon, even the ones Ayaka didn’t select. Ayaka says, “Oh, that looks like dog food.” Hopefully, dog food back home will be fine. These little Pokémon creatures are adorable as they eat. I can see this world’s fascination with them. I would rather play with these guys than talk to any person, hero, or villain. These guys seem like true innocents in this world.
I ask the fluff ball when it is done eating, “Do you want to come with us? We are from a very faraway place, and we may not be able to return here.” He spins and then sits and wags his tail as if to say yes. I smile and tap it with this Pokéball thing, and it disappears inside it with a quick red light. We gasp, worried for the little guy, and Professor Oak reassures us, “Don’t worry, that is normal, and it is very cozy inside those PokéBalls.” We sigh in relief. He says, “To release him, you can press this button here. However, they can also come out on their own at any time.” I nod. He turns to Ayaka and asks, “Do you have a Pokémon yet? It is recommended for anyone who explores to have one to protect themselves against wild Pokémon.” Ayaka shakes her head, and Professor Oak guides her to a table and releases three different Pokémon. One is an orange lizard standing up with a flame on his tail, one is a blue turtle, and one is a blue green spotted thing with some sort of plant on its back.
Professor Oak then explains each one to Ayaka, “These three are good starter Pokémon to have. This one here is a Charmander and is a fire type. The one next to him is a Squirtle and is a water type. The last one there is a Bulbasaur and is a grass type. Feel free to pick any one of these.” Ayaka looks at each one closely, and the green one on the end looks at her with pitiful eyes and she pets it, and by the look in her eyes, that is the one. She asks, “Do you want to be my friend?” The green guy seems to like her back, and Professor Oak then says, “Why don’t you name your new friends? Though they would respond to Bulbasaur or Eevee as well.”
I look at mine, and it is cute, and I want it to have a cute name. While I am thinking, Ayaka says, “Garlic. How do you feel about the name Garlic?” I snicker, “Wasn’t that the name of that one villain the other day?” Ayaka laughs, “It was, wasn’t it. Ha. I forgot, it is just the bulb on its back looks just like a bulb of garlic.” She asks, “Have you come up with a name for yours?” I sigh, “I was wanting something cute and am having a hard time.” Ayaka then says, “How about Sir Floof?” That seems more silly than cute, but after seeing its reaction to the name, I suddenly changed my mind. Sir Floof it is. I can’t say no to that adorable sparkle in Sir Floof’s eyes and that spin of excitement. I then say, “Then you will be Sir Floof.”
Professor Oak then asks, “Would you guys like to take them into battle and see their abilities?” Ayaka asks worriedly, “You want us to make them fight? That seems rather cruel. I would rather fight in their stead.” I nod in agreement while wearing my usual scowl. Professor Oak then says, while writing on another piece of paper, “Then here, take this. Just like I gave your friend, this is a list that has the moves for this pokemon and the evolutions it will have in the future. Not everyone’s Pokémon journey involves battling, and I wish you two good luck out there. If you ever need them to use their abilities, you just have to ask them to.” My stomach growls pretty loudly since it has been a while since we last ate, and I blush a tad in embarrassment.
Professor Oak smiles and rubs the back of his head and says, “Guessing you guys might need some food. There is a lady friend I have who cooks some delicious food in the house just over there. I will escort you two over there and introduce you.” We nod and follow him to this house, and we see a weird clown-looking creature answer the door, which startles Ayaka and I. Professor Oak chuckles, “No need to fear. This is Mr. Mime, and he is very nice.” I hear a woman’s distant voice, “Mr. Mime, do we have guests?!” Mr. Mime says, “Mimey!” She yells, “I’ll be right there!” A woman wearing an apron comes out of where I assume the kitchen is and says while approaching us, “Hey Professor Oak, I was in the process of making some dinner. Would you like some?” Professor Oak smiles, “That is actually why I am here, Delia. These two kids are foreigners who are lost and hungry.”
Ms. Delia says, “Oh no, let’s get you two fed. Where are you two from?” She says as she guides us to the delicious smell. Ayaka responds, “Japan.” Ms. Delia raises her eyebrow in confusion and says, “I have never heard of Japan. That must be very far away.” Ayaka says, “You probably wouldn’t believe us if we told you.” Professor Oak, who is now arriving at the table, sits down and says with intrigue, “Now, I am curious.” Ayaka sighs and says, “We are from another world where people have abilities similar to what these Pokémon have. My friend Sekai here has a world-jumping ability. The thing is that it is very hard to control, and we keep getting lost.” Professor Oak is completely intrigued, “Can you show me one of these abilities?” Ayaka and I both stand up, and she nods like she is going first again, and I kiss her, and she goes 2D momentarily before popping us out.
Ms. Delia dropped her spoon on the floor that she was stirring dinner with, in awe, looking at us and Professor Oak was also watching in awe. Ayaka says while raising my hand a bit, “She has an ability for short-range teleport, too.” She kisses me and we teleport around the room as a show, then we sit back down. Ms. Delia shook her head to return to her senses and washed the spoon in the sink before returning to stirring. Professor Oak is a little pale and chuckles nervously and says, “I can totally see why you said what you said earlier now. It almost seems like you are like Pokémon as well. Don’t worry, I won’t try to catch you or anything.” We sigh in relief because he was sounding suspicious there for a minute.
Ms. Delia feeds us, and we thank her. She asks us, “Do you two have anywhere to stay tonight?” We shake our heads, and she says, “My son is out exploring on a journey, and it is rather empty here. You can stay in his old room upstairs. There is a bathroom right there if you need a shower, and there are fresh towels in there for you two.” We nod, and we go upstairs and shower quickly since we are tired. Once we are clean, we go to the room she provided and remove our clothes and hop into bed. Sir Floof and Garlic come out to cuddle with us, and we are giggling while petting them. As we lie here, I think I realize what my problem is. I tell Ayaka, “I think I know what the problem is with my quirk. I have just been enjoying our moments, and I think the keywords from the pleasure that crossed my mind sent us to these different worlds. I think I might have to have a clear picture in mind, like think of Japan specifically.” Ayaka nods and says, “We will try that tomorrow morning, then. Good night, Sekai, I love you so much.” I echo it back, “I love you, too, Ayaka.” She turns to Garlic and says, “I love you, too.” Garlic says, “Bulba!” and blushes, and I turn to my floofy boy, “I love you, too, Sir Floof.” He makes the cutest little noise, and we both squeal, hugging them as we go to sleep.
In the morning, Ms. Delia feeds us, and we hug her one last time. Ayaka says, “We are going to leave today. Thank you for taking care of us while we were here.” Ms. Delia says, “Any time. I just wish you could have met my son. He probably would have liked to become friends with you two.” Ayaka says, “Then maybe next time. We got here once, so I am sure we could come here again.” Ms. Delia says, “Have safe travels, and I hope to maybe see you two again.” Mr. Mime nonverbally asked for a hug as well, and we hugged him, too. If he were human, I would not be hugging him like this. Ayaka says while blushing furiously, “We may make some noise, but it is necessary to activate the world jump.” Ms. Delia looks confused and then looks like she had an ‘AHA’ moment and says, “I normally wouldn’t let kids like you do something like that under my roof, but if it is how you need to get home, I would rather you have a safe environment first and foremost.” We sigh in relief, and Ayaka says, “Thanks, Ms. Delia.”
We get to the room, and we put the PokéBalls in our vest pockets, and we get in bed. Ayaka says, “I think I will skip today because I don’t know how I feel about Ms. Delia hearing my moans.” I pout a bit, and she smirks and says while approaching to kiss me, “I know you will take care of me next time.” She said that in such a sexy manner, and my face blushed furiously, and I nodded. After our kiss, she goes 2D and gets under my clothes. I feel her activate her tentacles, and I feel her enter inside of me. I feel her tickling deep inside of me with her tentacles, and she is reaching so deep. I moan, “Yes, Ayaka! Oh!” I continue to moan as she continues to move each tentacle with independent precision, and as the pleasure is building, I make a conscious effort to think of Japan and wanting to go to Japan, and my climax comes.