Hidden in the forest, beyond some thorny bushes and brambled vines was a reclusive
cave that was less than a myth to most Pokemon. The few that did know of its existence swore
an oath to never reveal it or what laid within it. For residing in that most out-of-the-way locale
lived a Mythical Pokemon, the wish-granting Pokemon, Jirachi.
This one was Ginny and like all Jirachi she possessed a small, white-skinned body that
she wore seemingly like a light flowing dress. To go along with that she had two flat, blond tails
that fluttered behind her like a pair of silk scarfs. She had small eyes that were black, but
glistened with a little blue against the light and directly below them she had some light blue
upside triangle markings on her noseless face. The yellow top of half of her head was a little
oddly shaped, as it formed two points to the side and up directly up resembling half of a star.
Blue talismans hung against the points of head while she also had two yellow lumps dangling
softly against the sides of her face like locks of hair that reached down to her shoulders.
Lastly, there was a black mark over her tummy that seemingly appeared like a simple,
downward curved line, however, it was there that her true eye rested, the source of her
wish-granting power. When opened, it would allow her the ability to make any wish asked of her
be realized, though to exactly what extent, that was something even she wasn’t fully aware of.
The Jirachi, Ginny, despite having such a secluded home, lived a cozy life in her secret
base. Despite being far out of the way, she made certain to equip it with plenty of comforts like
a big comfy bed for her bedroom and a stove and fully stocked fridge in a decent-sized grotto
she had made into her kitchen. There was even a crystal clear lake within the largest cavern
that she was free to swim in at her leisure, as well as those who knew about her and came to
visit. This included a certain shiny Riolu named Grant that was currently relaxing and floating in
the water right now.
Staring at the pre-evolved Lucario from a diving ledge over the deep water, the Mythical
Pokemon couldn’t help smiling at the Fighting type she loved to be around the most. Like all
Riolu, he had a tiny, but tough body with large, black-furred, three-toed feet and slender legs
that were covered over at the waist with thick, bushy fur that also covered over most of his body.
While this fur was normally a cyan hue, for a shiny variant like himself, his fur was a bright
yellow instead.
Over Grant’s chest was more black fur in the shape of a filled-in W and there was more
over the bridge of his nose and over his red eyes that resembled a mask. Similar to Ginny, he
had some black head danglers where sideburns would have gone that went down to his
shoulders. Atop his head he had two nubby points for ears. Lastly, he had some slender, but
still strong arms that ended in three-fingered paws. Against the backside of his paws and over
his wrists he had hard, bone-like guards that would transform into spikes on the day when he
would finally become a Lucario.
Beyond being shiny, Grant did have one other unique quality that separated him from
other Riolu, though this difference he found far less flattering and far more secret than even

Ginny had in regards to her existence. Though it was often out of sight while his fur was fluffed
up, during his time in the water it was much easier to spot. Between his legs, resided his
package and what an unimpressive size of one it was. His cock appeared barely more than a
pathetic, little bee sting-sized bump that didn’t even extend out more than an inch long while soft
and an erection did little to improve its girth to come even semi close to the average Riolu size
three inches.
His balls weren’t any better, barely viewable even with the water helping uncover them.
They were barely bigger than peanuts and appeared almost like a couple of dimples on his
crotch rather than that of an actual scrotum. As for the volume they contained, Grant found
himself barely able to shoot out a single, decent strand of spunk every other week and on some
occasions he barely even managed a tiny spurt if nothing at all.
For any who didn’t know Grant, such a thing would have simply been seen as him being
just on the cusp of puberty and such shortcomings would be fixed once his hormones hit the
fan, however, this Riolu, despite being a baby Pokemon already had enough years under his
belt to be considered an adult and still he had yet to evolve. His crotch hadn’t matured even a
little since he was born, leaving him with the same-sized, unchanged prick.
Only a select few knew of this dark, humiliating secret of his. This included his mother,
siblings, a few of his mother’s close friends she loved to gossip with, and, of course, Ginny who
found that tiny undergrowth a constant point of amusement for her as much as it was to Grant’s
chagrin.
Watching small doggy mon float in her lake and breathe a sigh of relief while he enjoyed
the cool water against his body and the mellowing sounds of gentle water dripping, a devious
smirk spread across the Jirachi’s face as she decided to go tease him. Silently floating herself
down to the water, she submerged herself, avoiding making even a tiny splash to alert her friend
that she was on the move.
Holding her breath, she swam her way over to her friend, getting beneath him where his
short, bent tail dangled under the surface. Slowly reaching out for it, she was quick to give it a
gentle yank, enough for him to feel it, but not enough to be painful. Hearing some murrs of bliss
escape from his maw, she gave his tail a few more light tugs and then surfaced, checking to
make sure he was still half-asleep and unaware of her sneaky antics. Seeing him not even
move a muscle, she then proceeded to swim between his legs and gawk at his slowly rising up
stiffy.
“Heheh. Such a cute lil pinkie dinkie he’s got,” she giggled, reaching to give his tail a few
more tugs, a bit firmer than before and observed his dick stand fully upright at a not-so-towering
inch and a pinch more. Bringing her mouth down below the water to muffle her laughter, she
blew bubbles in her pool as she worked to calm herself down before going back to tease him
further. Reaching for his baby-sized penis, she was able to cup the whole thing in her hand and

started to rub and tease it a little, doing so sparingly to keep from alerting him to what she was
up to. All he did was murr and sigh while it cock twitched and leaked droplets of pre.
“Like all that,” she smirked, raising her hand up over his package again as she flexed her
fingers a bit. “How about some real fun now~” Restraining her giggles again beforehand, she
then dropped her palm down hard and fast onto his crotch and gave it a squeeze, all while
lowering the pitch of her voice and calling out, “Karp! Karp! Magikarp!”
“Wha! Hey! No!” Grant screamed as he flailed about in the water, sinking into it up to
his neck. He kicked and swung his arms around, but couldn’t seem to beat off Ginny as she
continued to squeeze and tease his cock.
“No Magikarp! Get off! My dick is not a worm for you to eat!” he cried for a bit, before he
suddenly remembered where he was and that the lake he was floating on was vacant Pokemon
save for himself and Ginny. Panting and breathing, he looked down into the water and saw that
it was indeed the sneaky mythical Pokemon who was messing with him.
“Ginny!” he snapped, using his legs to wrap around her body. “I should have known!”
“Took you long enough to realize it was me,” she didn’t say with words, but the
unapologetic grin on her face as she activated her psychic powers and focused them onto her
friend.
“Whoa! Hey!” Grant cried, feeling the invisible force of telekinesis at work, grabbing his
body and lifting him up out of the water and into the air above it. His leg lock on Ginny was
forced open, freeing her to float about on her own as she gave his crotch some more playful
pokes and tickles.
“You think any Magikarp would wanna go after a worm that pathetic?” she teased him.
“They’d just end up hungrier than before eating something so adorably miniscule.”
“Ugh! Come on!” he growled and glared at her. “Let me go!”
“Come on, tough guy,” she taunted, not letting up in the least. “You always brag about
how you’re gonna be a world champion battler someday. Surely you don’t need any mercy to
break free. Come on. Let’s see you give me a good punch. Do that and I’ll never play with
your teeny tiny pee pee again.”
Feeling the sting against his pride on top of the pleasure to his penis, Grant didn’t want
to play her rigged games, but the offer was far too tempting for him to pass up. Drawing all the
vigor in his body, he tried even harder to overpower Ginny’s mental hold on him. In doing so,
his movements did move smoother and quicker against the resistance of her telekinesis,
however, it was a minor improvement at best as he was hardly moving faster than a Slowpoke
now.

The punch he threw at her appeared like it was coming at her in slow motion. Smiling at
it as it inched ever closer, she merely pushed it off the side before she undid her powers and let
his swing go at full force, making him whiff the air before he plummeted downward. Flailing
about in a panic, Grant was about to splash down into the water, but only got the tips of his ears
wet, as Ginny used her mental powers to hold him back up again, bringing the helpless Riolu up
to her once more, this time upside down.
“Boop,” she giggled, poking at his dick again, the futility of defying the mythical Pokemon
emboldening her to keep on teasing his package further.
“No fair,” he grumbled, trying to move his body, but against her mental powers he found
himself struggling to move all over again. He barely even tried to resist, knowing how futile and
a waste of energy it was. “Why do you always gotta do this to me?”
“Because I can and you can’t stop me,” she answered, reaching down to tug on his tail
again and force out a moan of bliss that the Riolu struggled to resist, though Ginny was already
well aware of that pleasure point on him and a few others as she started to rub and massage his
feet over a few spots that gave him tingles of pleasure. “Anyway, if you don’t like me doing this,
then why do you always come over to hang out?”
“Well, I came here in the first place because I wanted to make a wish,” he answered,
toes curling as she poked around his sensitive feet, getting his button of a stiffy to throb even
more.
“Heheh, you wanted me to make your cock bigger,” she snickered gazing at the
underendowed rod. “And that was the first time I’ve even seen such a wonderfully pathetic cock
and balls. I mean there are probably Joltik out there more hung than you are.”
“And we can all see what a big mistake that was,” he continued. “Since then you’re
always busting my balls over how tiny I am. I never even got my wish granted.”
“Cause I’d hate to be the cause behind the loss of such a national treasure,” she
remarked, using a couple fingers now to jerk him the rest of the way off. Squirming and
twitching against the zenith of his pleasure, Grant craned his neck back, closed his eyes and
howled up (or rather down due to his upside down position) as he finally came, shooting a string
of cum that Ginny caught with her powers to keep it from dirtying her lake.
“Did I mention how much I love it that you howl when you cum,” she added, righting her
friend up and giving him a kiss on his cheek. “It’s so cute~”
“Just a weird reflex of mine,” he reminded her, looking away after her friendly little
smooch. “Not like I do it intentionally.”

“It’s still cute,” she told him, floating them both onto dry land. “Anyway, even after not
getting your wish granted from me, that hasn’t stopped you from coming back here as often as
you do, especially knowing how much I enjoy teasing you.”
“Not like I have anything better to do,” he replied, trying to act cool and aloof to her.
“Sure you do,” she answered, not being fooled that he did enjoy her teasing a lot more
than he was yet willing to admit.
“It’s a quiet place for me to train too,” he added. “Cause one day I’m going to evolve into
a Lucario and go on to be a world class battler.”
“And yet your dick will still be the smallest, most wonderful nub I’ve ever laid eyes on,”
she giggled, looking down at his dick, once more in its softer, more miniscule state.
“It’ll get bigger!” he argued. “It’ll be a normal size for a Lucario. Just wait and see!”
“I have been waiting and you still haven’t evolved,” she pointed out. “You said all your
siblings have, including the ones younger than you and even before they did they were packing
fat sausage links compared to your carrot stick, weren’t they?”
“It- It was never a contest!” he argued with a snort.
“The goto response to the one who placed dead last,” she countered. Hearing that, he
just crossed his arms and snorted again. “Why do you even care about how big your willie is?
It’s what I like about you most of all, especially with how awkward and blushy it causes you to be
when you get teased about it. It’s probably my favorite thing about you, aside from your dinkie
itself.”
“Well, you might enjoy em small, but if you wanna impress you have to go big,” he
explained. “How else am I ever going to get Anise to notice me?”
“Anise?” replied Ginny, her tone now getting dull and annoyed upon hearing that name.
“That Torchic girl in town?”
“She’s a Combusken now,” he informed her, rubbing his nose as he smiled from just
thinking about her. “She’s the prettiest girl in town and when she sees how strong I am, she’ll
definitely wanna go steady with me. Then, when she sees that I’m more hung than an alpha
Bouffalant I’ll win her heart forever.”
“Got a long way to that goal in many regards,” remarked Ginny, the Jirachi reaching
down to give her friend a much firmer squeeze on his junk, the pain of feeling his raisins being
crushed made his eyes bug out and he looked on the verge of being KOed. “Oopsies. Guess I
groped a little too hard.”

“You think?” he wheezed, trying to get up. “You just watch. One day I’ll become a
Lucario and I’ll finally get everything I deserve, including the girl and dick of my dreams.”
“Is that a fact?” she thought, pondering for a bit before a very devilish idea popped into
her head. “Maybe I should show you exactly what you deserve, in both dick size and love
interests, my micro-dicked friend. Spoiler alert; it certainly won’t be your dream, but a most
wonderful nightmare.”
Grant shivered. “Did it suddenly get colder all of a sudden?” he asked, not aware of the
sadistic gears turning in Ginny’s head.
“Oh, that’s just my AC guy,” replied Ginny, turning to a small, white, ice cream-shaped
Pokemon that was blowing cold air into the cavern. “That’s enough Icy Wind.”
“Alrighty,” the Vanillite called back to her, taking a breath to relax and wait till the cave
needed cooling again.
“So, what were we talking about again?” Ginny asked, turning back to Grant.
“Um,” he mumbled at first as he tried to put his train of thought back on track. “Oh, just
that the day will come when I get what’s coming to me, a big, strong Lucario body that’s buffer
than a Machamp and an enormous package that will make a Wailord seem like a Diglet by
comparison.”
“In that case, I feel sorry for Anise,” remarked Ginny, just imagining Grant with the body
he described. “She’ll be torn apart from the initial thrust alone.”
“You know I am not serious about getting that freaking big,” snickered the Riolu, unable
to deny how ridiculous he would look if he actually did become as he described. “But I’ll
definitely have the perfect body one day. One that will definitely make up for being stuck in this
late blooming baby Pokemon stage for much too long.”
“Well, if you are so insistent on evolving, why not just ask me to do it for you?” she
suggested. “After all, just helping a Pokemon evolve into their next stage should be a simple
wish to grant. If you are already close to evolving then it should be even easier.”
“Uh, but don’t wishes, at least yours,” replied Grant as he got more defensive in tone and
body language. “Don’t they typically come with some sort of ironic twist or drawback? I
remember that time a Pikachu wanted to gain Flying Typing so that it could be immune to
Ground Type attacks.”
“And I did just as he asked,” she replied.

“You tied balloons around his body and he floated away,” added Grant. “He probably
ended up in the stratosphere and bumped into Rayquaza and you know how that guy feels
about getting visitors who don’t call first.”
“Well, it isn’t my fault that wishes turn out like that,” she huffed. “It was decided a few
Geniecon’s ago to lift the ban on wishing for more wishes and to instead go with the ironic twist
to discourage reckless wishers.”
“Well, if that’s the case, then I really don’t want to risk evolving through a wish if it means
something bad will happen as a result,” he replied, crossing his arms and turning away to close
the subject.
“There is one loophole we could use to ensure there won’t be any drawbacks to your
wish,” she pointed out. Hearing that, Grant turned halfway back to Ginny and opened an eye to
peek back at her, showing she had his attention once more.
“I’m listening,” he said, at least willing to hear her out.
“In some scenarios a wish can be granted after a great task is performed,” she
explained. “Like finding a lamp hidden in a magical cavern in an endless desert or collecting a
bunch of dragon balls.”
“I don’t care how badly I want to evolve,” snapped the Riolu. “I am not going anywhere
near Salamance’s-”
“No, completely different from what you’re thinking,” she stopped him right there. “And
that was nothing like I had in mind. For me, you’ll just have to perform a simple task under the
conditions I set for you. Do that and you will get your consequence free wish.”
“Okay, and what is this task that I have to complete?” he inquired, remaining cautious to
just what he was agreeing to.
“You have to agree to it first,” she told him, floating around and rubbing his chin
tauntingly. “Fortune favors the bold and I think that applies to big dick sizes too.”
“You know I really hate you,” he sighed and shook his head.
“That’s okay,” she giggled. “Cause I know you love me lots too.”
“So… what is this… task that I have to perform to get my wish?” he asked her.
“First, go into town to the nearest PokeMart,” she started to say.
“Okay. Simple,” he replied, listening, just waiting for her to drop the bomb on him.

“In there, you will have to find and buy a pack of condoms that will fit your tiny, little baby
Poke peepee,” she giggled. “Provided they make any XXXXXXXS, but in the event nothing is
big or, rather, small enough, I’ll be nice and still let you pass. The shame of being so
pathetically subatomic is price enough and with how much of a drip drop cummer you are it’s not
like you even need to practice safe sex.”
“Of course,” he rolled his eyes, not the least bit surprised that she was dragging his
miniscule dick into this challenge. A vein was throbbing in his forehead, showing how irritated
she was getting him with her insults to his size and virility. “Very well, I’ll do it.” Turning around,
he walked over to his clothes to get dressed and then make his way to the PokeMart to
complete all this as swiftly as possible.
“Oh, you didn’t let me finish,” she continued, using her telekinesis to float his clothing out
of his reach. “You have to do all this while remaining in the complete buff.”
“E-Excuse me,” stuttered the tiny puppy Pokemon, looking rather pale as he looked
down at his small, skinny self and then at his pitiful package that was going to be fully exposed
throughout this whole ordeal.
“And just so you know, until you complete this challenge, you can’t wear anything,” she
added, reaching down to rub at his raisins and peanut. “Meaning, till you do this, your shame
will be on full display for all to see.” Grant was still so stunned by that last part she added in,
that she got a full ten seconds of playing with his crotch before he stumbled back a little.
“And you aren’t just screwing around with me?” he asked her, wanting to be absolutely
certain she wasn’t simply pulling his leg to mess with him.
“When it comes to granting wishes,” Ginny assured him. “I don’t kid and you already
agreed to it. Now, are you going to do it or are you going to become a cave dweller to avoid
having your privates made public? Cause, you know I wouldn’t mind getting to see your bare
body exposed all the time.”
“...I’ll do it,” the pissed off Riolu grumbled, turning towards the cave entrance and hurried
towards it, stopping by the mouth to ensure there was nobody out there to see him.
“Okay,” he breathed. “I can do this. The forest is pretty thick with coverage and not too
many Pokemon come around here so if I’m lucky I should be able to avoid running into anyone
and if I do I should be able to easily avoid being seen. The PokeMart will be a lot harder. No
way I can get in and out without being seen, so I’ll have to be quick to get the condoms and get
out. It’ll be embarrassing, but a little shame will be worth it if I can finally become a big-dicked
Lucario.”
“Good luck,” called Ginny while he was still close enough to hear her.

“I can’t believe I didn’t think to do this sooner,” she thought to herself with a quiet snicker.
Sitting down and closing her eyes, she focused on her mental powers to activate her
clairvoyance so that she could watch over Grant as he was about to embark on the most
embarrassing quest of his life.

Navigating through the thick, thorny bushes that acted as a natural defense to Ginny’s
cave was the first obstacle that Grant had to overcome on his way to the PokeMart. Fortunately,
without his clothes on, it was only slightly more problematic for him. Thanks to his thick, furry
hide and his small body, the Riolu was able to make his way through without getting cut and
poked by the thorns and sticks. As he maneuvered, he kept his paws over his crotch wanting to
keep it protected just as much as he wanted it hidden from sight. Fortunately, with it being as
compact as it was, that made it all the easier to keep it from being harmed.
“And they say that generations ago Pokemon normally went about their days in the buff,”
thought Grant as he reached the halfway point out of the sea of greenery. “Back before we
wiped out those weird-speaking monsters that enslaved us in their balls.” He shivered at the
thought. “Ugh. I’m glad that’s just a bedtime story now. I can’t imagine having to live a weird
life like that.” He emerged from the bush, glad he managed to make it through without more
than a few minor scratches, but he was quick to start missing the coverage it provided him.
“Well, maybe not as weird as what I’m going through now.”
“Are you sure this is the right way back home?” asked a Pokemon making their way
towards where Grant was standing. Turning to where they were, he spotted a male and female
Nidoran heading his way. They were conversing and didn’t seem to notice him yet.
“Crud,” the Riolu sweated as he hurried to climb a nearby tree, managing to do so in
record time thanks to his desperation to not let his bare bottom be seen or his bare crotch either.
“I laid out a trail of breadcrumbs, but it looks like some Pidove might have eaten them all
up,” the female told her younger brother. “But I think this is the way out of the forest.” They
walked right by the tree that Grant was hiding in and he held his breath the entire time, praying
they didn’t notice his presence.
“Good,” the male one replied, rubbing his grumbling belly. “I hope we get home soon
cause I’m so hungry I’m starting to hallucinate food. I even think I smell some fresh-baked
gingerbread.”
“That’s actually the completely wrong way to go,” thought Grant as he watched them
leave. “They’ll only get more lost if they keep wandering around aimlessly like that.” Grant was
about to hop out of the tree and tell them that, but recalling his naked situation, he opted to
prioritize his shame over their peril. “I’m sure they’ll be just fine. Right now I gotta get to the
Poke…Mart…”

Grant’s words trailed off as his blood turned cold as he felt an awkward tug on his puny
prick. Eyes slowly lowering, his discovered that, in his haste to hide, he had accidentally taken
refuge from the Nidoran in a Pidgey nest that was currently occupied by a trio of the hungry tiny
bird Pokemon with one of them pecking at his pathetic, little crotch worm while the others were
waiting to get their chance at it.
“H-Hey now,” stuttered a very embarrassed Grant as he tried to gently push the hungry
bird away from him and his dick. “That is not food.”
Grant’s attempts to keep the bird at bay did little more than to push her back a bit and
encouraged all her siblings to rush in for a chance to pinch his cock and balls with their little
beaks. Gritting and making awkward faces, the preLucario attempted to nonviolently keep them
back as well, but with only two arms one always seemed to wiggle around them and give his
nearly null crotch another peck.
Desperately, Grant wanted to get out of the tree and be on his way, but keeping the
Pidgey off of him while also trying not to lose his balance and fall out of the tree kept him from
being able to make his escape. All the while he was getting one stingy pinch from their beaks
after another, causing him to quickly run out of patience for them to lay off of his baby penis.
“My dick is not a worm!” he finally shouted when he couldn’t restrain his temper any
longer, even going so far as to shove them to the other end of the nest a bit too roughly. Doing
that stopped them from trying to chomp at his willie, but now they were chirping tearfully and
loudly.
“I’m sorry,” he told them. “But my dick is not food or something for you to play with.
Now, if you’ll excuse me, I better vamoose before your mother gets back.”
Grant turned to start his climb down the tree, but he didn’t even get to exit the next
before he discovered a very angry Pidgeot flapping her mighty wingspan as she glared down at
who she saw as the tormentor of her offspring. He had no idea how recently she had arrived
and how much she had seen, but, at the very least she did know her children were upset and he
was to blame. Seeing him naked only added fuel to the fire of her fury that was on the verge of
erupting like a volcano.
“Oh, fu-” Grant managed to utter before the mother Pidgeot lunged at the Riolu, knocking
him out of the tree and assaulting him with her talons and beak, showing off a mother’s wrath
while not allowing his body a chance to be grabbed by gravity and dropped to the ground. In all
his life, the Riolu had never taken a beating as bad as the one the mama bird was dishing out,
all while she effortlessly juggled him in the air to ensure he couldn’t escape her wrath till she
allowed it.

Poor Grant didn’t even have the chance to defend himself or fight back against such a
merciless assault. Trapped in her endless combo, the nude Pokemon’s only option was to
continue to endure through it all, no matter how long she desired to brutalize her babys’
tormentor. It took close to ten exhausting minutes before the large, feathery mama determined
she had accosted him enough and felt her rage had been quelled with the sight of his beaten
and bruised body. The mommy bird then grabbed the bothersome Pokemon in her talons and
swooped down with him at first, making him believe she was going to smash into the ground
with all her might. To his momentary relief, she didn’t do that and instead pulled back up and
soared high over the trees of the forest to a very uncomfortably high height to her flightless
passenger.
“Um, you aren’t thinking of doing what I think you are,” the Riolu sweated while he did all
he could to keep from glancing at the far drop below. “Could an apology and an explanation
that this is all a huge misunderstanding enough for us to end this peacefully?” The fierce,
unforgiving look the Pidgeot gave him was telling enough that she was thinking what he was
and that she was far from forgiving him, misunderstanding or not.
Still flying upwards, higher and faster, she did all she could to reach her maximum
velocity before, finally letting Grant go while he still had all that momentum sending him skyward
even further. The helpless Riolu suddenly found himself reaching the top of his upward arc.
After that, his heart sank into the pit of his stomach just before gravity finally caught up to him
and dragged him back down to the planet. In his free fall, the frantic and desperate Pokemon
kicked and screamed and flailed about in a pointless effort to survive his latest misfortune.
“This won’t end well,” Grant sweated, wishing he had just been smashed into the ground,
certain that falling from a height like this was going to be much worse. However, his trouble with
the fully evolved bird Pokemon still wasn’t over as she flapped her wings with all her might,
creating a powerful Whirlwind attack that pulled him into the air vortex and spun him around in a
dizzying and disorientating manner. When it finally spit him back out, he was tumbling over the
forest and through the air. His head was spinning like crazy and, to Grant, he felt like the sky
was somehow below him and he was being pulled upward to the ground as he traveled across
the forest. The only good fortune this scenario had was that he was actually sent towards the
PokeMart that was his destination from the start.
Watching the Riolu vanish from sight, the mother Pidgeot let out a snort of disgust and
then flew back down to tend to her children. Upon reaching their nest she was relieved that
they were all okay and no longer crying. On the contrary, they were elated and chirping
cheerfully, all of them clearly very entertained by the sight of their mother’s assault on Grant.
“Whoa ho!” cried Grant as he started to regain his bearings and found himself on a crash
course with the ground. Desperate to do something to reduce his meeting with the forest
surface and his maker, the flightless Pokemon flapped his arms and flailed around, all while
praying to Arceus. He even called out to Ginny for aid, but while she was able to witness his
misadventure, she was too far away for her powers to do anything to actually help him.

Plummeting back down to the Earth, Grant used his arms and legs to protect the rest of
his body, curling up into a ball just before he crashed into some trees in his path. He collided
with leaves and branches, making his descent all the rougher, but it also did help slow his body
down a bit without bringing him to a complete and far more painful stop.
“Just a bit more he told himself, peering as best he could through the leaves and
branches in front of him as he flew through them. As the last few leaves got out of his line of
sight, however, something new appeared between him and the ground. It was an Ursaring that
just happened to be walking by and had the terrible misfortune to be standing right in his path.
“Oh, crud,” sweated Grant through gritted teeth, unable to do anything to get out of the way.
“What in the-” the big bear Pokemon started to say upon seeing the Riolu fly right at
them, but couldn’t react beyond shock and awe before receiving a Pokemon in the face that
sent him flying backward, into a tree with a rather painful-sounding crash.
“Ugh…” groaned Grant, on the ground, battered and bruised after his crash landing, yet,
miraculously, beyond that, he was perfectly fine. “Not the best landing ever, but considering I
can’t fly, I’d say I didn’t do half bad.”
Growling with raw fury, the Ursaring got back to his feet even faster than Grant managed
to. His eyes were burning red as his anger was overflowing as he directed it at his attacker.
Quickly recognizing the yellow and black object that fell from the sky and struck him as the shiny
Riolu sitting before him, the large, brown bear Pokemon fixed his gaze upon the cause of his
agony and bared his fangs at the fearful mon.
“Uh, h-hey big g-guy,” stuttered the Riolu, feeling the ground shake as he stomped closer
to him, his fists clenched and his biceps bulging as he prepared to unload all his rage on the
small Pokemon. “S-Sorry about that, but all that was completely out of my control. I didn’t
mean for that to happen, I swear.”
The big bear didn’t respond beyond an aggressive snarl that only assured Grant that
there was not going to be any talk to help him get out of this messy situation he now found
himself in. The Ursaring’s anger was so intense that the Riolu could see he had a fiery red aura
surrounding him and reflecting just how overwhelming his blind rage currently was.
“I’ve heard that Ursarings can become incredibly fierce when angered, but I never
imagined it could be this bad,” sweated Grant, wanting to flee, but found fear had frozen him in
place. There was nothing he could do but wrap his arms around his face and brace for the
worst to come yet again.
Not daring to look, he expected a pummeling of pain to start at any moment, yet things
just went eerily quiet for several long seconds. Then, Grant heard a noise. It was very faint at

first, but it continued, getting more audible very quickly. “Heh… Heheheheh…
Hehehahahahahah!”
“What?” questioned Grant, forgetting his fear to take a look and the Ursaring that had
been so enraged that he was seeing red was now laughing up a storm as he pointed down at
the Riolu, most specifically, at the space between his legs. Not needing to look to see what was
tickling his funny bone, now it was Grant who was upset. “Oh, come on!” he snapped angrily at
the bear Pokemon. “You were ready to tear me limb from limb a moment ago! Now you’re
busting a gut laughing because of my crotch?!?”
“I- heheheh,” he tried to answer, but was struggling to speak while laughter kept bursting
free from him. “I was g-go- hahahah going to, but then I saw that diminutive dinkling of yours
and I just lost it. I mean, heheh, look how pathetically small you are down there! Even if I beat
the crap outta you, it’s nothing that can compare to living with that bee sting of a dick. Ohohoh!
If anything, there can’t be a thing I can do that’d be as destructive to you than being caught with
your pint-sized pecker out on full display.”
“I know I should be grateful that my smallness saved me,” sighed Grant, not looking as
happy as one would expect anyone to be after avoiding getting mauled by a bear. “But the
damage inflicted to my ego might be just as painful.” Stewing in his humiliation, Grant could
already feel the turmoil of being out in the world with nothing to cover up his shame and he
hadn’t even reached the PokeMart where his trial would really begin.
Click!
The Riolu’s ears perked up as he heard the unmistakable sound of a picture being taken
on a phone. Looking back up at the only other Pokemon around, he spotted the Ursaring with
his phone in paw and the camera aimed down at him. Snickering, his thumb tapped the screen
and he took another picture. With his other paw, he used his thumb and pointed finger on the
screen, keeping them close and then spreading them apart, the gesture used to zoom in at that
spot. He then tapped his screen and took even more photos. Not needing to ask what the bear
was snapping pics of, Grant quickly put his paws over his shame, even if he had already taken a
few before he finally took action against it.
“Hey, guys, you’re never gonna believe this,” the Ursaring said as he texted on his
phone. Mumbling a bit after that, he then raised up a claw and tapped his phone’s screen one
final time. “And… send!”
“What did you do?!?” freaked out Grant, somehow going from a frozen, standing position
to flying right at the Ursaring, latching onto his arm as he hurried to check out what was on his
phone’s screen. As expected, but still to his horror, he had gotten a bunch of very clean pictures
of his package that he had sent out in a text with the message he had dictated to himself. When
Grant looked to see who he had sent it to, his jaw dropped to see at least a dozen different
contacts were a part of this group chat.

“Oh, I just sent a lil pic to some of my buds,” snickered the Ursaring.
“Why?!?” cried Grant, getting up in his face so his pointy nose bent a little as it pressed
against the bear’s.
“Cause it’s so hilariously small that it’d be a crime to not let the rest of the gang get a
kick out of it,” he answered. “Also, I’m still pissed at you from earlier, so you’d best be grateful
that this is all I’m going to do. Now, get outta here before I reconsider if this has been
punishment enough for you or not.”
“I’ll leave, as soon as you delete that photo of my junk!” snapped Grant, bearing his teeth
and flexing his muscles as he prepared to fight.
In response to this, the Ursaring glared back at Grant and bared his much larger fangs
that reduced Grant’s fury into a whimper as his short temper started to return in all its terrifying,
unmitigated rage. Letting out a single, powerful roar, the sheer force of his voice was enough to
knock the Riolu off of him and send him tumbling backwards. Taking a few slow and heavy
steps forward, that was all the warning he was giving Grant.
Enough was enough for the traumatized Pokemon. Grant got up and turned tail to flee
from the encroaching Pokemon hurrying off and making his way out of the forest and towards
the PokeMart with all the haste he could muster. He didn’t dare look back, too fearful that he’d
just see the big bear giving chase, however, had he turned to check, he’d have seen the
Ursaring silently snickering as he had his phone pointed at him again, this time recording him
running off.
“That Riolul fellow might have a dick that would be considered unendowed on a Pichu,
but he more than makes up for it with that chonky ass of his.” Tapping more on his phone, he
attached the video to his group chat, snickering as he did. “And… send!”

Still running even after the Ursaring was long out of sight, Grant didn’t dare stop till the
PokeMart came into view at the edge of the forest. He didn’t attempt to hide or even bother to
check if any other Pokemon were around to ensure they didn’t see his shame. Instead, he
opted to move too fast for them to even realize he was naked. Thanks to that tactic, he avoided
any more embarrassing incidents, but the true struggle was still ahead of him.
“Now I’ve just gotta walk in there, buy condoms small enough to fit me and then get back
to Ginny as quickly as possible,” he told himself as he spied down at the area around the
PokeMart and saw that there were a number of Pokemon around the building and undoubtedly
many more inside. Taking a deep breath, he tried to steady his nerves before moving on. “No
way will I be able to get in and out without being seen. It’ll definitely be embarrassing, but, so
long as I don’t have to deal with more mons like that photo-taking Ursaring, I should be able to

accomplish this task with minimal issues. That’s all that I can hope for, but I do know better. If
she’s in there and should she see me, I don’t think I’d be able to live through the
embarrassment.” Taking a deep breath, Grant gathered his courage and started down a grassy
slope towards the Pokemart. “Well, I’ve got to get this over with no matter what. Might as well
not dillydally another moment.”
Making his way over, Grant crossed a barren street before reaching the mart’s parking
lot. There were several cars parked in the lot and several Pokemon loitering outside. He barely
gave them a glance before simply walking up to the store’s entrance. He tried to move calmly
yet swiftly to try and not draw any attention to himself, however, it took barely a glance from just
one of the Pokemon looking his way to notice he was completely naked to start snickering and
spread the word to the others who also went to take a look and start laughing and whispering to
one another too.
“Hey, isn’t that Grant?”
“Yeah, I think so, but why’s he naked? Did he lose a bet or something?”
“Probably. I can’t think of any other reason he’d be doing that.”
“Can’t say he doesn’t have guts if he’s willing to do that in broad daylight like this.”
“Is it really even that big of a deal? I mean, most Pokemon are covered in fur anyway so
it’s not like we’re naked even without clothes on.”
“If you really feel that way why don’t you get undressed and join him?”
Uh, still, it all comes down to a personal choice and, whether or not this is his, mine says
I’m fine while dressed. Also, what about Pokemon that are technically dressed in clothes even
when they’re naked?”
“Well, guess there’s one good thing about being this pathetically small,” noted Grant as
he neared the sliding doors and the black mat to stand on to activate them. “If they can’t even
see it then they don’t think to make fun of it. At least, they haven’t thought to tease me about it
yet, but that can change fast. I’d best hurry and get those condoms and leave before they get
done discussing whether or not it’s fine for Pokemon to wear clothes.”
“And what about Machoke and Machamp? They get those undies somehow after being
naked as Machop.”
“That’s a part of their evolution, so it doesn’t count. Also, I don’t consider underwear the
same as being fully dressed.”

“Well, there’s also Throh and Sawk. They wear those martial arts gis or is all that just
considered fur on their flesh too?”
“That is a very valid point,” pondered Grant, rubbing his chin as he stepped upon the
black pad and saw the doors slide open. A cool breeze from the AC hit him, making his dink
shrivel a bit from the chill. “Didn’t realize how cold this place could be without any clothes on.
Best not get distracted on that whole naked Pokemon debacle and just get what I came in here
for. At least this place is on the outskirts of town so I shouldn’t have to worry about too many
more mons around.”
That’s what Grant said, however, upon entering the store, to his horror, it was crowded
with tons of Pokemon from Jigglypuff to Clefairy and Mime Jr., Snubbull, Sylveon, Miltank, and
many others. Seeing so many other Pokemon inside the store, Grant’s right eye started to
twitch. He was barely able to believe that now of all times the place was crazy busy. He started
to sweat and felt ready to scream and retreat, however, curiosity beat out over fear in this
instance as he pondered, “Why are all the Pokemon here pink?” He barely had to ponder that
question, however, when he spotted a banner overhead that read, “It’s National Pink Day! All
Pink Pokemon get 50% off their purchases.” Seeing that, Grant could only exhale slowly to
quickly vent his emotions to calm himself. “Figures something like this would happen. Ginny
probably knew about this when she gave me this challenge.”
“Actually,” giggled Ginny to herself as she continued to use her clairvoyance to observe
her friend’s progress. “I had no idea about this either. But what luck that something like this
was happening today. It’ll definitely make all this a lot more interesting, especially once she
spots Grant.”
“Can’t retreat after coming this far,” Grant told himself as he started to cautiously make
his way straight through the PokeMart. Just from walking in, he already had a few stares while
whispered conversations started, all wondering just what a naked Riolu was doing there. The
fact that he was a tiny, yellow dot in that sea of pink made him even more conspicuous despite
his continued efforts to try and appear invisible.
“Did a Lucario lose their child?”
“I saw him walk in here on his own, so he must at least be a teenager.”
“He can’t be any older than that. Just look at his crotch. I can’t imagine anyone with a
more stunted weewee than the one he has. I’m mean, it’s too nubby to even be considered
dangling between his legs.”
“Heheh. Yeah. Reminds me of my own lil Iggy when he was growing up. He had the
most adorable pecker ever, though he eventually evolved and, well, let’s just say nature was
more than a lil generous with him.” Pausing from speaking, they stole another look at Grant’s

crotch as he tried to act like he was oblivious to it all. “Though it looks like his package is even
smaller in size than my Iggy ever was.”
“Just keep going,” Grant thought to himself as he tried to remain calm, though with all the
gossip and snickers he couldn’t help feeling embarrassed to the point his cheeks were turning
pink from blushing. “Find those condoms and get outta here quickly. A few random mon’s
gabbing about you is bad enough, but, if you run into her…” He stopped walking as his whole
body shuddered. “Ugh… Don’t think about what ifs and get this over with already!”
Navigating around a few aisles in the medical section of the store, Grant scanned every
shelf for the condoms. It only took him a few minutes, but under the stress he found himself
under, each felt more like an hour till he finally laid eyes upon that wall of rubbers. Seeing them
all, his eyes lit up and he smiled, a reaction that caused more snickers and whispers by the
many pink Pokemon roaming the store (or unable to mind their own business and had been
tailing behind him while pretending to peruse).
“Almost done,” Grant breathed a sigh of relief. “Just need to find ones that fit me.” Upon
saying that, he took a peek down at his crotch, but couldn’t see his dink against his practically
flat stomach. He had to suck his gut in a little to even see the tip, forcing him to lean forward to
view it at a better angle and see that it was just as nearly nonexistent as ever. He then
muttered, “Guess I can ignore the really large sizes… and the large sizes… and the regular
sizes… and probably most, if not all, of the small sizes.”
Groaning and then letting out a snort, Grant checked out the tiniest condom sizes of
every available brand, reading the boxes to see what cock length and thickness would properly
fit in them. “Too big… Too big… Too big…” he kept grumbling to himself with increasing
annoyance as every smallest size was going to feel like a circus tent against his lil willie. What
aggravated him more was the other Pokemon that had started to follow and watch him and were
now snickering as they observed him try and find rubbers he could actually use.
“Isn’t he a little small to be using condoms?” one whispered to another.
“Well, he’s a Riolu, but I think he’s a late evolver,” they answered their friend back.
“Maybe a hormone deficiency or something, especially around his groin region.”
“Yeah, I know that,” they replied before rephrasing. “I mean, isn't his dink too small for a
condom? It’s probably not even big enough to go more than half a centimeter into a hole. Even
then, I can’t even tell if he’s got balls so it’s very unlikely he can even cum more than a drop or
two on a good day.”
“Heheh, yeah, no doubt!” laughed another Pokemon upon hearing that. “Dude’s got the
babiest bits I’ve ever seen.”

“Don’t you mean haven’t seen cause I sure can’t tell if he’s got anything between his
legs. Maybe if I squint and stick my head between his legs and use a magnifying glass I might
just barely make out that speck of a bump he’s got.”
Hearing that, the laughter got even louder and more obnoxious to the Riolu who was
trying to remain calm as he looked through the last couple of boxes of condoms, with zero
expectations, at this point, that he’d find ones that’d fit him. He was ready to snap at them, run
off and go back to Ginny to demand his wish or, at the very least, have her return his pants.
That was what he was on the verge of doing, however, the laughter was quick to die down and
an even more worrying silence filled the PokeMart.
“W-Why did they stop laughing?” wondered Grant, getting worried before he heard a
thud and then felt the ground shake a bit right before he felt an icy chill run up his spine. “Oh,
no…” More heavy thuds sounded as the shaking became more intense. Grant was shaking
too, with fear, as his body sweated. He didn’t look, but he felt certain that his cock was terrified
too and shriveled up from how unaroused he was feeling to the point he was certain it’d retreat
completely into his body if it could. “Not her. Not now. Oh, please, oh please, dear Arceus,
have-”
BOOM!!!
BOOM!!!
Two more steps and the massive pink and white Pokemon covered in girly frills was now
standing right behind him. Not needing to turn around to know who it was, but unable to do
anything while she had him cornered, Grant slowly turned to face her, his eyes bugging out so
much they looked ready to pop out of his head.
“M-M-Mercy…” he managed to utter to the Blissy who was smiling big and friendly to
him.
“That’s my name, don’t wear it out now, my lil, Rilo~” she cooed as she spoke, picking up
the little yellow doggy Pokemon with her flipper-like arms.
“Wouldn’t dream of doing that,” he wheezed, feeling his body getting crushed by the
monstrous strength she possessed. Her grip was so tight that Grant couldn’t even muster the
energy to try and break free. He was too afraid, certain that she might just start to squeeze him
harder and end up snapping his spine like a toothpick. The only real means of survival he had
at this point was to merely endure her love and affection till she willingly released him from her
clutches.
“It’s been so long since I’ve last seen you, Rilo,” she spoke, coddling him, much to the
renewed snickering of the other Pokemon around them. “Now, you know I run this PokeMart.
Why don’t you stop by more often?”

“I’ve just been really busy with things,” he managed to answer when her grip finally
lessened and his lungs were finally able to get reinflated with much needed oxygen. “But I was
finally given an opportunity to come in.”
“Oh, my, how lucky,” giggled Mercy, planting a big, wet smooch on Grant’s cheek.
“Yeah… real lucky,” he groaned dully.
“Can it really be considered luck,” snickered Ginny, loving every minute of this part of
Grant’s trial. “When you know something is gonna happen, one hundred percent guaranteed?”
“It’s been so long, yet you look every bit as adorable as I remember you to be,” Mercy
went on, holding Grant up to look the shiny Pokemon’s body over. “Still so smol and adorable,
just the way I like you. Tell me, do you still have the more adorable chubby cheekie weekies
there ever were?”
“D-Do you really have to say all that stuff when we’re surrounded by a bunch of Pokes
who don’t have anything better to watch us?”
“Oh, still so shy of public affection, I see,” Mercy replied, not realizing that was hardly the
issue. “But how could they resist seeing the world’s most adorably smol Riolu getting cuddled
all over by his Nana Mercy?” She reached behind Grant to give his hiney a grope. “Especially
ones with such chubby cheeks like you.”
Mercy lifted up Grant, allowing his tush to be out in perfect view for all those eyes and
camera phone lenses to get a clear view of. Grant was actually aching from how utterly
humiliating this whole thing was. It was bad enough to make the Riolu want to burst into tears
and cry, but he knew that would only prompt Mercy to embarrass him in other ways to try and
cheer him up.
“Got such a small cock and balls, but he makes it up nicely with that ass of his.”
“Imagine what that ass of his will be like when he evolves. He’ll be the thickest-assed
Lucario ever.”
“Can you please not make my rear into a sideshow,” begged Grant to no avail, as Mercy
just laughed such a silly notion off. The desperate Riolu then opted to try a different approach.
“And I still haven’t gotten what I came here for.”
“Oh, right,” she realized when he said that. “Oh, how rude of me to keep you from your
shopping. Please, forgive me.”
“You’re forgiven,” Grant panted with relief. “Just, put me down, nice and slow.”

“Of course,” she nodded, turning Grant around, which gave everyone an opportunity to
peek at his crotch now. He did his best to ignore that, happy that he was going to be back on
the ground. At least, that’s what he thought the Blissey intended to do, however, then next thing
he knew, she removed the egg from her pouch and dropped him into it, his small body fitting into
the belly pocket a little too snuggly while only his shoulders and head poked out. He tried to
climb out, but he couldn’t move his body enough to do so. More laughter immediately erupted
at the sight of the helpless Riolu trapped in a Blissey’s egg pouch.
“Awe, the baby still fits perfectly into his nana’s egg pouch.”
“Even with that chonky behind of his. Must be because his dick is smaller than a baby
Pichu’s.”
“Did I piss off a Darkrai?” wondered Grant, all that laughter now hitting him like he was
getting hit with one Blast Burn after another at point black range. “Did he trap me in my worst
nightmare and make it a never-ending one?”
“So, what did my little bundle of joy come in there to buy, if I might be so bold to ask?”
wondered Mercy.
Grant was silent for several seconds, not wanting to tell her anything that would cause
him tons more grief to endure, but with all the condoms he checked being much too big for him,
he couldn’t deny that if he wanted to make his suffering have meaning, then he needed to
complete this challenge no matter what.
“I… came in here to find… condoms,” he managed to mutter one chunk at a time.
“Condoms… that would fit… on my… cock.”
“Oh, my,” she gasped, looking truly surprised despite finding him standing right in front
of the shelf full of condoms and other adult pleasure items. “I had no idea that my lil Rilo is
already so mature that he needs to use rubbies on his pee pee weewee. I’m so proud of my
big, strong mon.”
“If you think I’m so big and strong do you think you could try to lay off the baby talk a
little,” he thought as he saw how elated Mercy had become. “Not that it even matters. The
whole store has already heard every last embarrassing thing you’ve said to me. Nothing you say
could possibly make things worse for me.”
“Now let me see,” she mumbled as she looked through all the different condoms on the
shelf while one of her flippery arms reached into her egg pouch, and slipped down to Grant’s
crotch. As she rubbed and fondled over his package, she tried to feel it up to give her an idea of
just how big it was or, rather, its severe lack of girth.

“Hmm… well, there’s certainly not a lot of dink to fit into a rubber,” she noted as she
looked over the different sizes on the boxes. “Honestly, I don’t think any of these could properly
hug your cock even at full hardness.” She paused to feel him up again. Definitely not even
close. Luckily, we have more than just what’s on display here.”
“Oh, that’s good,” replied Grant as he was carried across through the store and everyone
followed right behind, enjoying the show and not wanting to miss even a minute of it. “Where
are they?”
“Behind the counter in the front,” she answered, walking over there and around to the
back side where employees could work the register and check customers out. “Just give me a
minute and I’ll find you some that’ll be a perfect fit to your willie, Rilu.” Picking Grant up out of
her egg pouch, she placed him on the table and rested him flat on his back. “Just relax here
while I go take a look at what we’ve got available.”
“Uh, do I have to lay here on the counter?” he questioned the Blissey as he looked at
everyone still staring and snickering at his dink of a cock.
“Afraid you’ll fall off?” she asked him back as she placed a baby’s changing pad onto the
table and picked Grant up to place him on it. After that, she brought the strap that was on one
side of the pad and wrapped it over the Riolu’s waist to the buckle on the other side to lock it
into place. Following that, she did the same with more straps for Grant’s arms and legs to
ensure he couldn’t even squirm effectively. “There you go. Now you’re nice and secure, dear.”
“I am, but I can’t even move now,” he told her, pulling with all his might against the straps
that were pinning him against the table. “Why do I even need these? I mean, the one around
my waist I can understand, but I can’t even move with the other ones as well. Just what kind of
changing table did you put me on?”
“One for extra fussy and squirmy babies,” she explained, getting more snickers from her
audience as she started to place boxes of condoms onto the counter that were each marked
with a series of X’s and then an S at the end. “Now, to see just if there’s a condom in existence
that can fit that nub of a peepee you have, Rilo.”
“Is she making it this extra humiliating on purpose or is this just Mercy being Mercy?”
wondered Grant as he saw so many pink Pokemon looming over him and gazing down at his
crotch and his micro jewels. With large smirks and endless chortles, this was countless times
worse than the most terror-inducing nightmare that a Darkrai could cook up. “It’s hard to tell.”
“Time for the first one,” Mercy announced as she opened the box with XXXXS condoms
and pulled out one that was wrapped in a tiny square of black plastic. Carefully getting it out of
its wrapper, the Blissy held up the smallest concom anyone in the store had seen (thus far).
“Let’s see if this’ll fit on your pinky, lil dinky, dear. If not… we’ll keep going down to smaller sizes
till one does fit your micro prick.”

“Why do I get the feeling that she gets off on this sort of thing,” considered Grant as he
watched her bring the first rubber down onto his dick. The normal look in her loving and caring
face did look a lot more perverse and naughty as she proceeded to fit the tiny balloon-like object
onto his cock. He blinked a few times to make certain his eyes weren’t playing tricks on him, but
that same devious look remained on her visage. “Yeah, she’s definitely enjoying this a bunch.”
“Hmm…” she pondered, leaning in close between Grant’s legs to get a better view of his
crotch. To see her face looming over him like that was one more terrifying sight that the Riolu
didn’t doubt would haunt his nightmares from now on. “Nope!”
“N-Nope?!?” questioned the micro-dicked Pokemon, his eyes looking ready to pop out of
his head at hearing that single word.
“Still too small,” she told him as if he wasn’t aware of what her previous response meant.
The audience around them just snickered more, finding this as entertaining to them as it was
humiliating for Grant. “Gonna have to go add on at least a couple more X’s… or perhaps we
should just skip right down to the smallest size and work our way up instead.”
“Whatever. Just hurry and find me a size that fits,” begged Grant, only managing to keep
somewhat cool-headed about this due to the fact that he had come this far and lost any and all
dignity and pride he had. At the very least, he had to come out of this with something, even if it
all felt more and more not worth it with every size of condom he kept going down to find one that
actually would be a proper fit for his speck of a penis.
“Alright, time to try this one,” announced Mercy as she held an even more puny condom
that just looked like a tiny bit of black rubber that could have been dropped on the ground and
easily lost.
“Did she take out an even smaller condom?” one of the gawking Pokemon asked,
peering as best as they could, but couldn’t see it.
“Yeah, but that thing is the freaking smallest condom ever made,” another answered, his
words only adding fuel to the fire on Grant’s most embarrassing fitting.
“I still don’t know why he’s even bothering when his dick is so small that one wouldn’t
even be needed.”
“Yeah, with tools that dinky he’d never be able to get anyone pregnant unless he built his
balls up for a year and came directly into a female Pokemon willing to give him a pity fucking.”
“It’ll be fine,” Grant told himself. “They won’t think to mock me when I’m a Lucario with a
normal-sized shlong. Oh, and when that happens they’ll be the ones begging me for a pity

fucking. I just have to endure a little bit more till she finally finds a condom that actually fits me.
It’s just a huge relief that I can’t get any more humiliated than I’ve already been.”
“Oh, my!” gasped Mercy as she fitted the condom onto Grant’s cock and found that there
was still slack in it despite how miniscule it was. “Even the smallest condoms we have here
aren’t small enough to properly fit on you, my lil Rilo.”
“W-What?!?” he cried, his muscles bulging as he looked ready to break the bindings on
him and go berserk, but, even actually trying, he lacked the physical strength to snap the straps
pinning him to the table. Even as he struggled himself exhausted he didn’t stop, especially after
Mercy’s latest, vocal announcement was heard by everyone around them.
“Even that was too small?” the crowd snickered. “Does he even have a dick between his
legs?”
“Might be mistaking it for a Joltik bite,” someone suggested.
“The lil guy’s as anatomically correct as we are in that cartoon show about us.”
“Heheh. Yeah. Did you hear the main character finally became a Pokemon Master?
Only took him like twenty five years to actually do it.”
“More believable than this micro penis mon ever being able to jerk himself off.”
“It’d be easier to find a Mythical Pokemon than finding his dink.”
“Well, that’s not untrue,” thought Ginny, still watching and enjoying every minute of her
friend’s endless humiliation over his baby peepee. With a smirk, she rubbed her chin. “So,
Grant. You’ve run out of condom sizes. What are you going to do now?”
“Th-This can’t be it?” Grant whimpered in silence once his struggles tired him out too
much to do more than pant for air. “Was this trial for that wish all for naught after all? Is my dick
too small for any condom to fit it?”
“Poor lil Rilo,” awed Mercy, seeing the defeated look on his face. “I had hoped to find a
condom that’d fit your willie, but even the ones for the most under-endowed Pichus were too
large.”
“Maybe I could be of help?” offered a Clefairy from the audience still snickering, but
doing her best to keep it to a minimum now that she had stepped over to the counter. “I mean, if
you’d allow me to try something.”
Grant stared at the Clefairy who was offering him assistance and looked at her very
skeptically. For several seconds, he remained silent, unable to believe that she could somehow

provide him an answer to his condom dilemma. “There’s no way she could have a solution for
me,” he figured, seeing her restrained giggles. “She probably just wants to mock and tease me
some more. No doubt about that.” However, instead of saying what was on his mind, he
answered in response to his own desperation. “If I did accept your help… what could you do?”
“I could use one of my moves to help you out,” she answered. “It’s called ‘Minimize’ and
normally it allows me to shrink so I can be harder to hit in a fight, but if I were to use it on your
condom instead I could make it smaller so that it would fit on your cock. How’s that sound?”
“That sounds like a great idea!” cheered Mercy. “Then you could have a properly fitting
condom. Isn’t that great, Rilo?”
“Yeah… great,” he answered, not nearly as happy as she was by this revelation. Just
the sheer length he had to go through to make that little rubber fit him was as irksome as it was
embarrassing. Fortunately, he continued to keep his eye on the prize and opted to sacrifice the
little dignity he had as a Riolu in favor of what he’d obtain once he became a Lucario. “If it’ll
actually work, let’s give it a try.”
“Then here I go!” announced the Clefairy as she stood in front of Grant, specifically his
crotch and waist and held her arms up. Swaying them from side to side as she hummed, her
body started to glow with a pink aura as she drew upon her powers. “I just need to channel the
energy from the attack… and then, rather than use it on myself…” She eyed Grant’s crotch and
brought her arms down with her fingers pointed in the direction of his condomed dick. “And use
it on your condom instead.”
“Um, shouldn’t you use that on the condom when it isn’t on my cock?” worried Grant,
already expecting his situation to go from bad to worse.
“Relax,” she assured him. “I’m almost positive that this will work. Sixty- no seventy
percent certain.”
“Why doesn’t that make me feel any more confident in your abilities?” sweated Grant as
he watched in silence, not wanting to do anything drastic while the move was already being
used on him. He watched with great focus as he felt the power of her move activate and to his
amazement, he actually could feel the condom tightening around his dick, going from a very
loose fit to one that was actually snug like he imagined it must have been when wearing a
rubber.
“I-It’s working,” Grant breathed, looking more thrilled than he had in a long time. “You did
it. The condom fits me perfectly.”
“I’m so happy to hear that,” smiled the Clefairy, her hands still over his crotch and using
the move, causing the tiny rubber to only get tighter on his micro prick.

“Um, might wanna stop now,” Grant added more nervously. “You might be making it too
small now.”
“Oopsies,” she apologized, taking her hands away to let her power fade, but it still
lingered over his crotch, making the condom tighter still as he squeezed the bump between his
legs the more it shrank. Grant watched, expecting the condom to inevitably tear once it got too
tight, however, that didn’t seem to be the case as it dwindled in size and compressed Grant’s
dick down too, making it’s already abysmal size become even more pathetic till it appeared like
he just had a small, black mole on his crotch.
“Oh, my,” blushed the Blissey upon seeing what had become of his nub of a willie.
“Looks like your dinkie got even more adorable, Rilo~”
“He’s even smaller now? Is that even possible?” the Pokemon gossiped, laughing
harder than ever.
“I’m surprised it didn’t disappear altogether after that.”
“I’d be more worried that it’d underflow and suddenly fill up the entire Universe as a
result.”
“Can I please go now?” asked Grant, opting to take the fitting condom as a win and just
hurry back to Ginny for his wish.
“Of course,” smiled Ms. Mercy as she removed the bindings and allowed him to once
more sit upright. “And don’t worry about the cost. I’ll take care of it, since you’re my favorite lil
guy, after all.”
“Thanks for that,” he answered, hopping off the table and hurrying out of the PokeMart
with such haste that none of his observers could have blamed him.
“But I won’t be this lil guy for much longer,” he thought, hurrying out and back up into the
forest. He no longer cared about being seen or discrete as he made a mad dash with his
chubby, bare-bottomed butt bouncing and wobbling behind him. Grant didn’t stop or slow down
to catch his breath. He just kept charging forward to make it back to the Jiraichi’s hidden grotto
in record time, nearly running right into the large pool of water housed within it in his haste, but
he managed to put on the brakes just in time to avoid taking a cool dip in it.
“Oh, you’re back?” asked Ginny, feigning surprise. “Did it go well for you?”
“You don’t have to pretend,” commented Grant, as he looked up at the floating Psychic
and Steel Type. “I don’t doubt you’ve been watching me from the moment I left here. No way
you’d put me through all this and not enjoy the show.”

“Guilty as charged,” she confessed to him and floated down closer to her friend. “Now,
let’s have a looksie. Getting a gander at your lil dink is always much better in person.”
“Yeah, yeah,” mumbled Grant, splaying his legs out to allow the Jiraichi more than
enough viewing space to admire his crotch and all its lacking girthiness. “Just get your fill so
that I can finally get my wish granted.” She swooped in close, almost to the point her noseless
face would have booped against his condom-covered cock, but stopped just short of it.
“Awe,” she giggled with so much glee in her tone. “It’s so smol. Even dinkier than I
remember, but that’s because of that lil incident with that Clefairy. Heheh. Things worked out
even better than I could have hoped for.” Bringing her tiny digits towards Grant’s crotch now,
she poked and rubbed his genitals and even gave it some pinches. Grant blushed and looked
away for the most part as he let her have her fun with his micro penis, however, he did
occasionally peek down at her and watch as she blissfully enjoyed his lack of a package with
enthusiasm he’d expect of someone oogling a mon with a monster cock and grapefruit-sized
nuts.
“No matter what,” she cooed, leaning in to plant a kiss on his cock. “I’ll always like your
baby bits the most~”
“Well, they are pretty great,” Grant boasted, wth a proud, smug look on his face. “But
they’ll look even better once they’ve been properly sized up when I evolve into a Lucario.
Speaking of which, I believe it is finally wish time.”
With a small sigh, Ginny floated back up over Grant and looked down at him. “Yes,” she
nodded. “You passed your trial payment for your wish and, now, I shall grant it… even if I love
you just the way you are.” Taking a breath, she let out a sigh. “Oh, well, at least I’ll have the
memories.”
“Yeah, of course you will,” agreed Grant, not wanting her to be upset for the loss of his
miniscule dink, mostly out of fear for her reneging on their deal.
“And I’m sure the security camera footage from the PokeMart will find its way online to
show off your naked exploits there,” she added in.
“I’m not sure if that’d happen,” he replied with more worry in his tone. “But, sure. That’s
always an option for you too.”
“Plus there were probably plenty of Pokemon there recording your condom fitting with
their phones,” she chimed in once more. “No doubt a few of them will share your greatest
humiliation with the entire world.”
“Okay, now I really need to evolve to protect my dignity,” he told her, wanting to distance
himself from his puny-pricked Riolu self as quickly as possible.

“Yes. Of course. Right away!” she cheered, loving how easily it was to press his
buttons. Giggling, she flew up and circled around the Fighting type Pokemon, being
unnecessarily overdramatic just because she could. After fluttering around him several times,
she slowly descended down in front of her friend with her eyes closed and with her hands upon
her belly. “Now, watch! As my third eye awakens, your wish shall come to be.”
“Finally,” breathed Grant, biting his lip as he tried to contain his excitement. Staring at
Ginny’s belly, where the marking for the lids of her third eye, he watched as it slowly opened and
a bright light shined from it. It was blindingly bright, consuming the whole room in its powerful
illumination. Grant found himself swallowed up by it and became unable to move while engulfed
within its unfathomable power. Even to breathe was a challenge as an intense burst of energy
filled his body. Soon Grant began to glow too, shining so bright that he merged into the light and
for that instance he became one with it. The next thing he knew, everything went dark.

“Wakey wakey,” Ginny spoke softly, her voice calling to Grant in the darkness. Feeling
his consciousness return, light started to leak into the darkness, at least that’s what he thought
at first, but as he came to his senses he realized he merely had his eyes closed. Opening them
more, his vision focused, showing him that he was still in Ginny’s cave with the Mythical
Pokemon sitting beside him.
“My wish-granting magic sure does pack a punch,” she told him. “Knocked you for a
loop. You were asleep for almost an hour.”
“Well, evolving probably does take a lot out of you,” he told her before realizing that his
wish had come true and quickly stood up, wanting to see just what had become of him. Right
away, he knew that something was different just from how much taller he felt. Standing upright,
he now towered over Ginny’s sitting body by more than double her height.
“Oh, my Arceus,” he panted, hurrying to the water’s edge to get a look at himself. There
he stared at his reflection and saw the spike on his chest, the longer muzzle on his face and his
taller, pointed ears. Squeeing like a kid being given candy, he looked his body over more and
saw that every bit of him had become that of a yellow and black furred, shiny Lucario. Unable to
contain his excitement, he started to jump for joy all around the place. “Yee! I did it! I finally
evolved! I’m a Lucario now!”
The newly evolved Pokemon continued to prance around, making Ginny smile as she
watched him celebrate his new form. Occasionally, he paused from all his giddiness to rub his
paws all over his body and feel himself all over as he recalled how his body felt back when it
was that of a Riolu and compared to how it felt now.
“This is so… so surreal,” he said as lifted up his foot to rub at the pads on his soles to
check them out. “I endured that nightmare and made it into such a wonderful dream.”

“Glad you’re enjoying yourself,” Ginny chimed in after letting him have his fun. “But don’t
you wanna check out your goods too? After all, wasn’t that what you wanted to change most of
all?”
“Yeah, of course,” Grant nodded at her. “I was saving the best for last. Now, let’s go
take a look at my much more impressive endowment.” Taking a seat and spreading his legs,
the new Lucario gazed at his crotch along with Ginny. Right away, they could see he possessed
a pair of fat acorns in his nut sack along with an impressively plump sheath to match. “Liking
what I see so far,” he commented. “It’s easy to see that I’m much bigger than I was before, but
now comes the moment of truth.”
“May I do the honors?” asked the Jiraichi with the cutest pleading eyes she could muster.
With a light sigh and a small smile, Grant easily conceded to her. “If you really want to
that badly,” he told her and sat back a little to relax while Ginny took a seat between Grant’s
thick Lucario thighs and leaned in to start rubbing and fondling his package.
Some moans and murrs escaped Grant’s mouth as he reveled in the fondling, but the
pleasure he was receiving was only an afterthought compared to simply seeing how much his
cock had grown from his evolution. Holding his breath, he watched as his member started to
slip out of its sheath and, in an instant, he had already surpassed the overly pathetic length he
possessed in his previous form. “Personal best so far,” he commented and watched the first full
inch of his willie emerge and still show no signs that it was done yet.
“Oh,” sighed Ginny, sounding disappointed as his cock continued to reach its full
erection, nearing one and a half inches now. “It would have been hilarious if even after all that
you weren’t any more endowed.”
“Hilarious,” Grant remarked dryly as he watched his cock make it to a full two inches and
continue to pulse and grow longer still before it finally stopped at around three full inches long
and almost half an inch thick. Seeing his evolved cock, Grant looked ready to ball his eyes out
with tears of joy. “Oh, it’s so much bigger and better now. It’s like night and day compared to
the package I had before.”
“But it’s still small,” pointed out Ginny. “At least by Lucario standards. Your siblings all
have cocks that are at least six inches long and balls fatter than Oran berries. If you did a
side-by-side comparison you’d still be a shrimp-dick to them.”
“Well, I did only just evolve,” Grant replied confidently as he rubbed and caressed his
cock with the greatest love and care he had ever shown anyone or anything before. “I’m sure
that now that I have, whatever hormonal blockage I was dealing with will finally be unclogged
and my body will mature further. Yes! That’s definitely what’ll happen.”

“If you think that’ll happen,” remarked Ginny, her tone showing she wasn’t convinced by
such a claim. “I still personally think you were better as a Riolu, especially with your petit cock
and balls.”
“Well, no going back now,” Grant replied, proud and full of confidence. “I can’t wait to go
and show myself off to everyone.”
“Pretty sure you’d get arrested for indecent exposure if you did that,” commented Ginny.
“I mean me being a Lucario,” he specified. “I’m not gonna go around and show off my
family jewels… not to complete strangers anyway. Speaking of which, I have to go show my
mama that her lil Granty is all grown up now.”
“Leaving already?” inquired Ginny as she watched Grant hurry to finally put his clothes
back on and hide his nudeness. “Does that mean you’re completely satisfied with things now?”
“Uh, yeah,” he nodded, not completely certain what Ginny meant by that. “I mean, I got
my wish granted and I look great. What more could I even ask for?”
“How should I know?” she pointed out. “That’s for you to decide if you wanna wish for
anything else. Just remember, that little trial you went through was a one time thing. If you
want any more wishes then there’s gonna be a price you’ve gotta pay.”
“Guess it’s a good thing that I don’t need anything else,” he replied in a chipper tone as
he took his leave. “I’ve got the body I want and my cock and balls are better than they’ve ever
been. I don’t need anything else. Now, my life is perfect.”
“Well, see ya later then, Mr. Perfect Life,” she waved goodbye to him as he called back
with arm raised up as he made his departure. When he was out of sight, Ginny smirked and
cackled quietly. “What more could you want? I’m sure you’ll think of a few things and I certainly
can’t wait to see you pay up for it all, my not-so-small-dicked cutie pie.” Floating up and resting
in the air, she relaxed while continuing to smile big. “I probably shouldn’t embrace my evil side
as much as I do, but damn if it isn’t just so much fun.”