RavingRaichu Bio.
Well here goes, I guess. Writing a Bio for RavingRaichu, wasn’t something which ever seemed would be easy. At least, when I first considered it. The release of Pichu made for more writing material.
Of course, I hadn’t thought of that till recently. Victor? Brian?
I wanna give Raving a better name, and then maybe make him middle name Raving, instead of his first name.
I believe I’ll name myself Victor. When Raichu was first my name, it was in the 90s. (1990s) that is. Raichu33 Raichu32. I went by Raichu often, and wrote part of my bio in my head. My writing skills when I first did write were not even as high as a training level. I wrote 2, 3, and 4 paragraph stories, and hardly stopped to explain any of the surroundings in anything.
I wrote at times, a few sentences into an odd sequential file on an old 1541 disc drive. And then had a short and stupid program to read them back. I explained not the shaft parts of anyone’s privates. Nor did I explain the insertation, (lol, not a real word.), of the privates into the characters genitals.
Anyways… that’s not really important, at least not extremely.
This is something I probably would have had problems writing just 6 or so years ago, to nearly impossible.
Special Notice, This Bio/Story is mostly appropriate for all ages.
The closest this has come to sex much is in two places.
The first place is the closest it comes to explaining much of anything. And that is merely to say, that Pichu, my character, had a masturbation session. There’s NO explicit explanations of gentile.
I am trying hard to be appropriate for most places I am a member of. FA Fur Affinity; IB Inkbunny; DA Deviant Art.
Will become inappropriate for DA in a way, after my character becomes old enough to include him in his first sexual experience.
Pretty much, after he evolves to a Pikachu, it’s assumed he’s now older then 18, in terms of humans.
If anyone has a problem with (So nearly immediately after being back inside my Pokèball, I had myself a masturbation session. )
Since that it is only a single sentence, I don’t really mind taking it down, if that is too far for places like FurAffinity.

Exclusively for Fur Affinity.
No, I do not believe the AUP should be changed, for people like me, and the other 14 - 20 percent either. That’s a guess, but it’s probably close to accurate.
There are many other places for certain such things, which are not being directly mentioned here. It was and is in FA’s best interest, to have them certain rules as part of the AUP. If people are truly that interested in certain type art and stories, there’s always Inkbunny.
Thank You.

Laying looking over my brothers and sisters, I didn’t realize this would be just about the last time I would be obsessed with breasts. Ahm, if you could call my only food source an obsession that is.
I was a different Pichu though, how I knew, I do not know. The roaming around more then the other Pichu? For me it was difficult to figure out. I so often went to the sides of the barn, at least till mom came and grabbed me by my loose skin on my neck.
Pro. Oak came by from time to time to check on us… him and his annoying grandson. Nearly every-time he was with, he gave me funny looks… and, “That’s the one, just as soon as he evolves, if not before!” and then his Grandfather would tell him, “Not until you are actually really 10.” why me was always going through my mind. Why!? I could never figure that out, or at least… not back then. Time moved a bit too fast for me though, as it seemed like only a day, and Pro Oak just sorta came in, and then forced me into 
  a Pokèball. 
I spent 6 weeks inside that thing, before my trainer finally let me out. And it was, you guessed it, Pro Oak’s grandson. Gary was a pain, as soon as he let me out, he began petting me.
“Come on little one, tame up and evolve for me.”
I don’t know if I felt that he was petting me too hard, or that I just plain didn’t like him, I pulled a thunder shock on him.
Blackness came across my eyes, and I was out. When I woke, I was in my Pokèball again, with only so much space to roam. At least when in here, I shrink, so I have a lot more space then you would think… but I still do not like being confined. I sat down, looking around… as what I done when I first found myself in this thing. Only problem is, that little trip outside of my Pokèball, allowed me to learn what the Pokèball suppresses when you are inside it. It slows down your entire body, and keeps you from having to rid yourself from waste as quickly. But now… now I really had to release, and both too. Maybe just maybe… I thought, maybe Gary will ease up, if I poop everything in there, in that section over there.
The Pokèball actually has sections, as this one was some sort of maintenance section. It wouldn’t interfere from my sleeping space, even if it got itself upside down.
I let everything out, including my bladder, as it actually even smelled a bit.
“Pichu Come Out!!!”
Ohh no! I and my poop came out, my waste hitting the ground.
“So, you don’t like it in there… well that is tough. I am your trainer, and you will learn to listen to me!”
I just stood there.
“Attack stupid little Pichu.”
“Pi-pi, Pichu!!”
I said, as I shook my head.
“NOW! Or you’ll stay in with your poop, until it sickens you!
I am Gary, and I am your master… pathetic Pokèmon.”
That was enough, I attacked stupid Gary again. Again everything went black. This time though, I was still outside my ball… when I came to.
“I DON’T CARE WHAT IT TAKES ME YOU PATETIC LITTLE MOUSE, YOU WILL LISTEN!”
I looked at him, and then nodded. Listen to him? I wouldn’t tame for this loser if my little life depended on it.
“NOW ATTACK THAT CATERPIE!”
I shrugged, and then pulled a thunder-shock on the Caterpie. It’s not like I really cared to listen to Gary, and it’s not like I figured he 
  would be nicer if I did what he wanted me to.

So, so I guess you could say, I disliked my trainer straight away.
He made me shock several Pokèmon afterward, as he just kept reviving me. The more he made me to do things, the less I felt as though I really cared to do them. I grew a few levels, as one of the levels felt as though it was trying to evolve me from a growth level… but I fought it off. I knew, but how? If I let my body change, it was known as an evolution. Of course, I didn’t know that part, but I did somehow know, that I would turn into a Pikachu. What got interesting is, every time I gave another shock, I went out less as long. Somehow… I was starting to be able to take larger and larger amounts of my own electricity. Not that I didn’t still put myself out, but it was less and less amounts of time.
6, 7, 8, 9... Times, then ten.
Gary kept making me help.
“Eh?”
I suddenly heard, as I was laying disoriented on my back.
I could hear more then one person groaning and grunting.
“GARY!!!”
“ASH!!!”
They were making me very nerves, as I held onto my crouch with my right paw.
“You idiot, you can’t even train a mouse.”
“Well your mouse is still a Pichu!”
“Yeah, but at least my mouse listens when I tell it to go into it’s Pokèball.”
They argued back and forth, as I began to walk away.
“Just where the hell do you think you are going!?!”
“Pi-pi-pi, Pichu!”
“BACK IN NOW!”
Failed! I sat, allowing my bottom to hit the floor of my Pokèball a little too hard. It didn’t feel very good, as I let out the strongest thunder-shock I had in me. There was only one reason I did it this time, I wanted to feel my own electricity put me out.
I woke to the sound of light chimes, which Gary slept to because it helped him to sleep. I was still in my Pokèball, as I heard the volume fading. There was a button, which I could reach on the inside, which I kept not approaching too closely. But now I was getting curious, as I knew it could mean my freedom. I pressed it, and then the Pokèball popped opened. I was inside of a tent, as I had-a look around. There was a scrape down my right arm, and some on my paw, which was knocked opened, as I transformed and came out. I ruffled through some of Gary’s things, as I looked for something useful for sneaking out on my own. Grabbing what appeared like an oversized doll’s purse, I placed it onto my back, as a makeshift back pack. It fit actually fairly well, as I took it off… and then filled it with some supplies. As I was about to leave, my eye caught something. I grabbed it without looking at it well, as the thing almost like flashed at me. I ran as fast as I could, away from Gary Oak’s tent, wanting to be as free as I could be.
As far away from Gary too, as well as free. I ran till my chest hurt, and Gary’s campsite was out of sight. Standing leaning against a tree, I collapsed on the ground. Unwillingly my eyes closed, and then I drifted off. When I woke, I was in the confines of my Pokèball. I sat up realizing, that I needed to be a little more clever.
Gary called me out not too long after I woke. “Attack that Beedrill.” I did, but I didn’t like it. At least I went out less as much time this time, as he made me attack 6 other wild Pokèmon as well. The only reason of course, is so as to use the other function of his Pokèdex… a cell phone, to call Ash, and then rub it in.
I vowed to myself, “Next time I see a chance, I will escape.”
I placed the contents of my makeshift backpack in a part of my Pokèball, where Gary couldn’t get to them, when I first realized I was in here. My body became tingly at about the 8th Pokèmon he made me attack, and then I realized, that I could use Thunder Bolt against the Pokèmon now too. The sky was getting dark, as Gary had me attacking a 16 17, and 18th Pokèmon, I wished so much he would stop. He did finally too, as I was finally back into my Pokèball. If I were human, I would probably have the appearance of an 8-year-old-boy, but my body was able to do certain things.
So nearly immediately after being back inside my Pokèball, I had myself a masturbation session. Afterward, I finally decided to take a closer look at what ever the stone was, which I never unwrapped from the cloth… which Gary had wrapped around it.
Inside I found a Thunderstone. Sitting on my rump, I stared at it for awhile. It might be useful someday, when ever I decide to tame for someone. It was a sure thing that that someone, was not going to be Gary. I was feeling bad somehow… sad? Yes, that’s the feeling which suddenly came over me. I felt I couldn’t grow with this trainer. This trainer cared only about one thing when he called me out… winning. I desperately needed someone who would actually care about me, and not how well I could use my skills as a Pokèmon… my special powers as well,, of course.
I let myself fall asleep, as I reassembled my backpack. Gary did one good thing for me, and that was reassembled it better.
But this would prove to be a fatal flaw, as it would give me a better chance. I knew how to get revive to spill on me, after going down… I had something up my sleeve, which only one other knew about. His Squirtle knew I wanted to leave… and all I really needed to do, is call on him, in my Pokèmon language.
Squirtle and I had had a conversation, as I told him, I wanted to leave. The only reason I had been out of my Pokèball was so that Gary could act like a smartass. I confined it in Squirtle to hold onto some of Gary’s Revive, so that I could have him use some on me. I gave Squirtle no exact time I would try it, just to try to be ready daily, just in case.
Waking in my Pokèball, Gary for some reason decided to let me out, to show me him writing on the town’s sign, we would soon be entering.
“Gary was here, Ash is a loser.”
While out, I called on Squirtle, and before Gary could ask why either Squirtle came out, or listened to me to come out, I pulled the Thunderbolt of a lifetime. I was conscious almost without remembering being unconscious.
“Go for it mah-little buddy, I’ll miss you.”
Said Squirtle in a series of Squir, squir, Squirtles. with a tear in my eye, knowing this was goodbye, without a proper goodbye, I headed in the opposite direction from the sign, which Gary had written on. About the only thing I did before I left, is took a screw driver to my Pokèball… and destroyed it… or at least made it unusable without repairing it first.
I run using as much agility as I could muster, and when that ran off, I jogged for a while. I soon tired, and then slowed to a fast walk. Not wanting Gary to catch up, I suddenly used more agility, even though I was already extremely tired. I slowed to running, and then walked fast again. This time I was only able to go as fast as jogging, but Gary Oak wasn’t about to catch up with me this time. I tried once, and I wasn’t about to wait long until I tried again. I pressed my body hard to keep going, sweating like crazy. I managed to keep up a constant jog for a awhile, but my body hurt like crazy. But no matter what, I wasn’t giving up, he was *Not* going to find me this time. I covered probably nearly half of the distance we’d come so far, as I was able to smell Gary’s scent. I was going to stop soon however, whether I wanted to or not. Mah-body wouldn’t listen no longer, as I fell to my knees.
I was so tired, that when I watched my food coming out of my body, out of my mouth, it hardly bothered me.
I woke to the pleasant voice of an Officer Jenny.
“There you go little electric mouse, have some water.”
She was smiling, offering me some cool water. I drank, and it seemed to taste like heaven, though water has little taste to it.
“Why in the world did you run yourself down like this?
That is very irresponsible.”
Ash Brock and Misty weren’t far behind, as I wasn’t really paying attention to that. Officer Jenny was though, as she would soon stop them, and ask nicely to carry me with, till they might be able to treat me at a Pokèmon Center.
“I. you see Officer, I ran away from my trainer Gary.”
She shook her head.
“It’s such a shame. He is so hard on his Pokèmon, but he doesn’t abuse them over the Pokèmon guidelines, so there isn’t a thing we can do about it.”

“You are going to make me go back to him, aren’t you?”
I began crying.
“You there! Could I get a favor?”
She wasn’t talking to me. I glanced over, and by the time my eyes caught the one known as Brock, he was already trying to kiss up to Officer Jenny. “Of course, we’ll do anything for you… what are you doing tonight, lets have dinner together.”
I felt my nerve, sort of, even though I didn’t even know the guy.
The one known as Misty grabbed one of his ears, and then the one known as Ash grabbed the other one. It was clear straight away, they were kind of use to this. They knew how to deal with it too.
“Ahm Officer Jenny, I already have Pikachu.”
“Yeah but I have a job to do, could you at least take him to the next town’s Pokèmon Center?”

“Pi, pipipi, Pichu,, Pichu-Pichu.” “Please, I promise I won’t be a bother.”
I begged, hoping they would hang onto me just a little while.
“Yeah alright, walk aside of Pikachu.”
“Now wait a minute, he can’t do this, without medical attention.”
“OFFICER JENNY. “I yelled in a series of Pi, Pichus. “Don’t presume to act like you know what I needed. A rest is all I truly needed, I just wore myself out! If I take it easy, I am well capable of walking aside of Ash’s Pikachu.”

“Ahhhh. Yeah, okay… sorry.”
Officer Jenny gently placed me on the ground, and then I walked to Pikachu’s side. And then whispered. “I am gonna place my right arm on you at first, just in case.”
Pikachu agreed.
“That’s okay, and then I’ll help you as long as you need it.”
“Probably not real long, and thanks.” I said.
“Well Then, I’ll Get Back To My Job. Don’t Let That Little Pokèmon Outa Your Sight Until It’s Better!”
Officer Jenny got back to her job, as I walked somewhat feeling okay now. My belly still felt funny, but I didn’t feel as though I needed to vomit any longer. (Tame)?
No, not yet anyway. I liked Pikachu from the start though, but that wouldn’t make me evolve, as Pikachu was a Pokèmon. Only humans count in my tameness, and I was really hoping, I could try to venture there later. For now, I walked with the aid of Pikachu, as I took it easy on myself.
“Are you sure you don’t need to go to the Pokèmon Center there little Pichu?”

“Yes I am sure.”
I answered ash, as we walked. Walked back the way I had come from, but with the speed I went, I was miles from Gary. I knew the way Gary was too… too much work, not worth the trouble. There was that, and his determination to beat Ash. I wasn’t thinking of that too much though, as it would take any normal person into days to come as far as I went using my agility as hard as I had.
Pikachu and I chatted for a while, nonsense mostly. We didn’t talk constantly, as there was too much I wasn’t ready to share as of yet.
At about 1-o-clock, I suggested a break.
“There, now you see little one?”
Asked Brock.
“No it’s not that, “I placed my left paw at my stomach, and then it growled loud enough for him to hear it. “Hear that?”
Brock smiled.
“Well it is after 1-o-clock in the afternoon.”
Brock winked at Ash, and then they found a place just off the path to eat.
“Hear, you may like these.”
Brock handed me some pellets, which had an odd brown color… they reminded me of something I passed out from the other side of my system. I grabbed one, seeming a little cautious, though I hadn’t meant to. “Sorry for that, it’s just the attitude I ended up with.”
Brock just shrugged, as I sniffed at the food he gave me. It hadda smell of a mix of berries, but it smelled like a kind and nutritious mix. On the other hand, it also smelled very sweet and tasty. I took a little nibble of it, and the taste made my taste buds come alive. What Gary gave me was also very nutritious, but taste?, taste wasn’t what you could describe as being all that great. Brock’s on the other hand, had a chocolate flavor to it.
I said nothing about the way it tasted though, as I was too shy to show it. I grabbed out some water, which I was good enough to pack for myself, and then kept as straight of a face as I could.
I drank some more, as I now felt that I could walk on my own.
When we got moving again, I still walked aside of Pikachu, but didn’t need to lean on him any longer. Darkness seemed to fall fast, as we walked… and before I knew it, Ash had a nice fire going, and Brock was cooking. Ash was sitting on a log, near the fire. Pikachu seemed more anxious, as I kept avoiding his primary questions. Brock gave me some slightly better food then last time, as I blurted out more then I meant to. “This tastes so much better then my last trainer gave me.” at least I didn’t state his name.
“So exactly who was your last trainer?”
Said Pikachu.
“Gary, ahh, Jo, John, ahh Oak.”
“Gary Oak Ah?”
Said Ash.
“Yeah. Yeah he wasn’t very nice to me, so… so I ran away.”
“For some reason, I don’t doubt it. Gary isn’t usually very nice.”
“Yeah Ash? Is that it, or are you letting Gary beating you at things get the best of you?”
Asked Misty.
“Don’t listen to her Ash, I agree with some of what you are saying… besides, Gary seemed to pushy with his Pokèmon last time we ran into him.”
Said Brock. I inched my way nervously toward Ash, wanting more then anything to tame for him. Misty out of the clear blue, and seemed kind of out of context, “Besides, you are clumsy… what about my bike!?”

“My Bike! My Bike, you never quit do you Misty!?”

“Of course not, not until you get me a new one!”

“PICHU!!! Pi-pi, Pichu!” I began… loudly telling them to stop, or I would Thunder-shock them both. I clawed my way up the log Ash was sitting on, and then sat closely aside of him. Pikachu wanted a piece of that action, as I was on Ash’s left side, Pikachu was suddenly on his right. Ash pet me on the top of the head, and I joyfully let him, wanting to feel the evolution more then anything in the world.
Bash-Bang-Boom,, Nothing! Nothing happened, as I thought acting this way would make me evolve. I soon ate, and drank some of their water, as we all headed for bed. Pikachu actually had a private section of Ash and Brock’s tent, as they let me stay with him. My mind was somewhat thinking perverted thoughts in a way, but even stronger thoughts seemed to prevail. Pikachu easily sensed my unease, as I walked to the large tent’s opening, and then peered outside.
“What is it Pichu, miss Gary?”
I shook my head.
“You can call me Victor.”
I said, as I continued peering outside.
“Just pressing yourself to be tame for someone, is still incomplete. You have to mean it, in the heart.”
Said Pikachu.
“Yeah, like I seem to already mean it with you.”

“Yeah, but that doesn’t help you, it must be a human you tame for.”
I cried slightly, as I still continued peering outside.
“Why don’t you just go then Victor?”
“I… I don’t, don’t want to. Oh Pikachu, cuddle me, help me sleep tonight.”
I finally looked away from outside, and then turned my attention to Pikachu.
“Well then lets go to bed.”
Suggested Pikachu. Without words, I followed Pikachu, as I let him lay down first. And then I cuddled up with him, pressing myself as close to him as possible. This wasn’t what I really had in mind, on the other hand, I don’t know if I would have been able to handle that just now anyway. Around 5:30 in the morning, for some reason, I couldn’t sleep any longer. I got up, and then went to my backpack. For some reason, I couldn’t help it, I just liked staring at the thunderstone. Waking Pikachu on my way, he wasn’t far behind. “Pi?”
“Eh… I just like staring at it from time to time.”
“You planning on using it someday?”
“I don’t know Pikachu, I don’t know.”

“So, what… did you steal that from Gary?”
Said Ash, as I hadn’t even realized he’d gotten up.
“Yeah I did. I know someday I could use it to evolve myself into a Raichu, but when… I truly really do not know.”
Ash rubbed the top of my head.
“Patients, as Pikachu here didn’t even want to evolve.”
Ash’s pet felt warmer this time, somehow. I also suddenly felt as though I could even trust him, as he didn’t even tell me about the fact… that I had indeed stole the stone from Gary. I was probably still eventually going to hear it… but he seemed uninterested in that fact for  the time being.
“Now lets get a move on, we gotta hit the road soon. And ahh. Pichu? You really shouldn’t steal things.”
“Yeah, I know. I promise, I’ll not do it again. It… it just seemed in a way fair, after the way Gary always pushed me.”
Ash pet and rubbed my head some more, and then the three of them… Brock Ash, and Misty wrapped up, and packed the tents.
Standing at the fire stones from last night’s fire, Ash picked me up, and held me. Pikachu was at Ash’s feet, not seeming to really mind all that much, as we got started for the day. Before we did though, I suddenly realized I was more comfortable now, then I had ever been. That tingly feeling went through my body, the one which I had been hoping for, for a long time. I was evolving into a Pikachu.
“Ash, it’s evolving.”
Said Misty.
“That’s cool, I never saw this before.”
Said Brock.
“Me either.”
Said Ash, as I finished evolving.
“Yeah, got Pikachu evolved Professor Oak.”
I said in a broken sentence, but in understandable speech, and not in a series of Pika-Pika-Pikachus.
“You just spoke, regular speech.”
Said Ash.
“Yeah did I. ahm, not good with right now. Gift for accomplishments as Pikachu.”
I said as best I could. My memories of the human I use to be at one time, were coming back some… but only in small bits and pieces.
Now there was something completely new to me, as Ash was still carrying me. My memories of a life before a life. It was interesting, because I could remember something, but couldn’t seem to grasp it well. My previous life was even clearer, as I even remembered naming myself FievelJ once. There was also something having to do with naming myself after a Pokèmon, Raichu to be more precise. It was like I had a cloud over a lot of previous life memories. Would the thunderstone help recover some of those memories, or wipe them away?
“Pi-pi, pipi, Pikachu.” could I walk on mah-own for a while?
“Yeah okay, Victor.”
Said Ash, and then gently placed me about the ground. My memories were torn, mixed, and scary. I wanted to remember more, but I couldn’t seem to remember any more, then what seemed there. But sometimes, as we walked, some little tiny things were popping in there. Pikachu was giving me concerned looks, as I walked. He could tell, as well as many other Pokèmon, if near enough to me, that something bothered me. Being as pleasant, kind, affectionate and loving as he is, he didn’t dare ask me.
It seemed, the less I paid attention to these tiny clippings of memory, the more they flowed in. the more I paid attention, the less they flowed in… but I was scared, to let them flow in too fast.
Before I could wonder much longer, I heard Misty say, “Did you guys hear that?”
“Did we hear what Misty?”
Asked Ash. I heard branches snapping, as we stood there, rather then keep moving.
“Oh no move, it’s a traaaaaap.”
I suddenly remembered the way James and Jessie was in the TV show… but it was kinda a bit late, when I realized the possibility we might’ve hit one of Team Rocket’s holes. I found myself deep in it. Suddenly a claw like thing, grabbed me and Pikachu.
“Prepare for trouble-”

“And you can make that double-”

“To protect the world from devastation.”
They went through the whole thing. They dropped Pikachu and I into an odd looking cage net.
“This cage is electric safe.”
Said Jessie in a smart kind of voice.
“So then… “I somehow managed in perfect speech, “this cage can take on 100,000 + volts of electricity?”
I said, hoping they would dumbly admit how much the cage-net could handle.
“Ha-ha-ha, it can handle 150,000 volts.”
Said James, laughing in his queer like voice.
“Well now Pikachu… I think we can do 300,000, if we both maxed a thunderbolt… ready?” “CHU!” “NOW!”

“Ohhhh No!?” said James.
“You dummy, why did you have to go and tell them?!”
Said Jessie.
“Looks like, “Meowth started saying it, before Pikachu and I started, and then we both maxed as far as we could. “Blasting off again!!!”
We watched them disappear from sight, as Ash caught us both.
“That was fun.”
I said.
“Yeah sure Victor… is you say so. I do have a question, and now that I know we won’t have to deal with them for a while… and before I forget, what happened to your ear?”

“Oh, ahh-”

“If it’s a real long story, you could wait till later.”

“No… no not at all. A Ratacate bit a piece off of my right ear in one of the many battles Gary made me to fight. All I wanted to do is back down. Don’t ask why it’s triangular, I don’t understand.”

“Oh.”
Ash was quiet for awhile, as we walked. He let both Pikachu and I down, as him and I chose to walk paw in paw. I was holding Pikachu’s right paw, as he held my left.
“Wow wouldn’t that be cool, seeing a litter of little Pichu hanging around!?”
Said Misty dumbly.
“I don’t think so Misty, they’re both males.”
Said Brock.
“They sure seem affectionate though, don’t they?”
Said Misty.
“We Like Each Other Ash, That Does Not Mean We Wanna Have Sex!”
I said, overstepping probably, and making it too obvious, probably.
Besides that, Ash wasn’t talking anyway.
“Don’t tell me, it’s Misty and Brock talking about that… I don’t care.”
Said Ash.
“You don’t care if your Pokèmon is gay?”
Asked Misty.
“Oh come on, Pikachu and Victor aren’t gay, are you guys?”
“Ahm wha… what if I were?”
I asked Ash.
“Well… I guess I could get use to that.”
Said Ash with a wink, as we slowly approached the town, which Gary had written his message on it‘s sign. Other things were suddenly coming to mind, including this dream I once had about being a Pokèmon… Pokèmon trainer at one time. Meaning something like Mew Two. My speech ability was getting better, as I was being further and further able to formulate sentences, and even not sloppily slur them. I was a bit worried as we walked however, because that… that Meowth with Team Rocket might just start going nutty, if he heard me speak.
As we walked, other previous life memories flooded in.  
Somewhere or another, (Summer Memory) popped in there… but that wasn’t from my life. But then it hit me… that that was from something they use to call Digimon. Now this wasn’t from the English dub of any of it, but from Wallace’s part, who’s name was changed to Willis for the English dub. They cut like nearly the entire amount of time the original Japanese releases were, for Movie 1 and Movie 2, and then made it into one much shorter movie, from what I remembered.
Why am I adding all of this? Well, when you walk and pace yourself for into miles, it gets boring if you don’t preoccupy yourself with something. And that something as I thought, was originally closer to two hours long, if not almost a whole nother 6 minutes. The shorter movies were like, 20, 40 and over 60 minutes long. That might actually have worked though as a better advertising gimmick. Advertise the making of a movie, which is 2 hours worth of animation. In essence, it truly is though 3 short movies. Longer as they went at first. That probably was do to their popularity at one time in Japan. So they got longer and longer for the first three movies, for seasons 1 & 2.
We cleared a decent amount of distance, as what Brock was telling us, as we kept moving. We ate lunch as we walked, as Ash seemed more determined then usual. Probably it was by now, everyone more or less realized, that I was the Pichu which Gary had been acting so smart about. Ash was probably feeling pretty smart just now, or just really good that… that I was now hanging with his group. This wasn’t going to last, as I wanted to leave. I was starting to really wanna be a Pokèmon trainer, just like any normal human. Certain parts of it wouldn’t be fair though, as I would probably by allowed the same privileges as any other trainer. Wouldn’t seem fair of course, because technically, it would be like I had 7 Pokèmon… counting myself of course.
Night fell, as they placed up their tents. Pikachu and I hung near what would soon be their fire. Unintentionally, tears began falling from my eyes… I needed to leave soon, if not tonight, soon. There was one sure thing before I left besides, and that is, the Thunderstone. I also wanted one other thing… and was hoping that Ash would do it for me. Even as a Raichu however, I knew I was setting myself up for some pain. Still, I felt I needed to at least try.
“What is it Victor?”
Asked Pikachu, in his type of speech.
“I have to go… Pikachu. I have to peruse the trainers life, like… like humans do.”
I said in a perfect speaking voice.
“Wha-what is it you want?”
“Sex Pikachu, sex.”
Pikachu had a funny look on his face, Ash heard it too, as they were nearly done with the tents.
“With me, or with my master?”
“Both Pikachu, both.”

“I couldn’t… besides, you are too small for that Victor.”
Said Ash.
“I might be able to take it as a Raichu.”
I said.
“Are… are you sure you should use that?”

“I… I wouldn’t worry about that Ash, Gary seems determined enough to get a new one anyways.”

“You can’t turn it back, you’ll be a Raichu permanently.”

“Yeah I know… I know that Ash.”
I winked with a tear in my left eye. I took off the backpack. And then I went through it some, to dig out the Thunderstone. I picked it up, and then handed it toward Ash.
“What is it, why are you handing it to me?”

“I am too scared to do it Ash, please-”
“Ahh-”
“Pretty please Ash.”

“Yeah.” Ash stared at me a moment.
“What are you doing Ash?”
Asked Misty from behind.
“He asked me to.”
“Well then do it Ash.”
Said Brock.
Ash finally brought the Thunderstone closer to my head.
“I hope you know what you’re doing Victor.”
Said Ash. I just nodded. I was hoping I knew what I was doing though. I wasn’t nerves, I was scared, but I was doing this, and that’s final. I felt the stone against my head… instantly, the stone started doing it’s thing. Ash no longer had to hold onto it, as it was sticking to my head. The tingly feeling was stronger then the last time, as my body changed shape… it in a very real way felt good though. My voltage was now closer to 1,000,000 volts at max… how I knew this, I did not know.
We spent the night the way we usually do… campfire, food, and then bed. We song two songs. Brock was the one who knew songs to sing.

Something weird happened, as we entered a section of the tent, which Ash made special, I found myself entering some sort of dimensional portal.
“On the other side, you will find a fully adult me as an Arcanine.”
“Wait, I am kind of confused.”
I said, as I walked back through.
“It’s just more appropriate, so please go… go and have some fun.”
Pikachu was pulling at my paw, wanting me in there ASAP. I crossed over, to find an Arcanine laying in wait.
“So, did you really wanna have some sex there Raichu?”
Hm, if he’s some sort of adult Ash, why wouldn’t he call me Victor?
“So ahm, I want to fuck you, correct?”
I asked.
“No not really Victor, I believe for some reason, you might have wanted me to fuck you.”
Said this Pokèmon, which had some of Ash’s features, but was adult, and a Pokèmon.
“I… I wanna sit on you… your pi, penis.”
I nervously said.
“I know, but it wouldn’t have been appropriate over there.”
I smiled.
“You ready Pikachu?”
Pikachu’s face got pinkish, as he walked over. I was still standing at Arcanine’s feet. I placed my feet out a bit, and then walked bowlegged up until I could sit on the Arcanine’s upper legs facing him. I sat down, as the Arcanine, whom is an adult Ash. I began fiddling with the Arcanine’s fur, at where his crouch is. It showed up for me pretty fast.
“Hmm, nice there Arcanine.”
He smiled at me.
“So what’s Pikachu doing with, you gonna take care of his anus, as you make me take care of yours?”
Asked Arcanine. I smiled, as I was handling the Arcanine’s hard member with both of my paws.
“I am at least going to give your cock a try.”
I said, as it appeared to go up as high as my belly button.
“And you think Pikachu can handle yours?”
“Ahm, well I hope so.”
“Guys guys guys, I want to do this.”
Said Pikachu.
“Well-then, I should get started, shouldn’t I?”
I said. I masturbated the Arcanine’s crouch some more, before I began giving this a-try. I picked myself up, and then gave my cheeks a squeeze. I placed my paws further up, and then pulled at my ass some more. The Arcanine grabbed some sort of lubricant he had nearby, and then placed some onto his hard member. He held onto it, as I slowly let myself relax, causing it to enter my body. At first, I had to pull it back out, but then I tried again. This time, I let more of it in… when I pulled some back out, I didn’t allow it to exit my anus completely, when I relaxed again, allowing more to enter then last time. All of this action on my prostate, was causing my own crouch to come up. I groaned and grunted, as I pulled myself up, and then let myself rest back down a few more times, soon giving room for Arcanine to do it. I found there was still plenty of room from this position, for Pikachu to hang onto me front side first. At first, I just held onto Pikachu some, as he toyed with my crouch. He toyed with his own some too. And then he turned around, and got into somewhat of a pushup position on Arcanine. He was able to kiss him from the position, as I also found, I could fuck Pikachu from this position, all the while keeping Arcanine’s penis in my anus.
“Here I ca-come… Pikachu.”
I said, as I grabbed Pikachu’s chest, and then pulled him toward me some. I managed to press my crouch into his anus. Now as I moved, if I did my positions just right, and my movement, Arcanine would have to do nothing, besides lay and enjoy. I was liking the thrusting in and out of Pikachu’s little ass so much, never mind the pain of the Arcanine’s member being in me.
“Ohh Arcanine, this is gonna make me cum.”
I said, liking the sensation of both having my crouch in Pikachu, and having Arcanine’s crouch in me. Things from my previous life suddenly made me want to see, or to pee myself… huh?
As in, piss into Pikachu, or watch Pikachu piss.
“Ohhh Pikachu, I wish I could watch you pee…-oh no, I said it aloud.”
I got a little worried.
“I don’t mind Pikachu, I’ll even drink what you get into my mouth.” said the Arcanine.
I was mostly holding Pikachu, as there was enough room for Arcanine to do the pumping in and outa my anus. I actually managed to move a paw to Pikachu’s penis, my right one, while still holding most of his weight. Pikachu let some out, as his penis was hard, caused by me toying with it, while he peed. My anus hurt me less, as mah-body felt funny, having so much crouch inside me. I wanted to piss into Pikachu, but found that I didn’t have to go. My lighting bolt tail was twitching, as it was tingly. I was lightly shocking Arcanine, but didn’t really mean to. I was doing the same to Pikachu, as he was actually returning the favor, feeding in it as he did, and then peeing some at the same time. My orgasm grew, but I didn’t cum yet. I switched around a bit, as I was now leaning the other-way, still with Arcanine’s penis in me. This way, as Arcanine fucked me, and I fucked Pikachu, Pikachu could somewhat use me to lean on… making it much easier for me to venture my paws to other parts of Pikachu… all while fucking him, and getting fucked. I fondled Pikachu’s member even more, as I leaned back even slightly more, awkward as hell, I didn’t seem to care. I was masturbating Pikachu, as he let sprinkling streams go from time to time. This was wetting down his fur, and then going on me too. A new wave of orgasm came over me, as my penis felt though it spit, but it merely was precum, spitting from me like a full orgasm, but I still hadn’t peaked… as of yet. I somehow managed to stretch myself a lot more, as I held Pikachu slightly different, I managed to get my head down over Pikachu’s front, and got my mouth onto Pikachu’s penis.
“Oh… no… Victor… I… I have to pee.”
I stopped for just a moment.
“Piss… and I’ll drink it.”
I said, as Pikachu let himself pee. It was warm and salty, and had strong flavors besides… which… I rather enjoyed.
I had my feet somewhat under Arcanine, keeping me from slipping, and having his penis falling out.
“Ohhh Guys… I am soon gonna cu-cum.”
Suddenly said Arcanine, the first thing he said in awhile.
I had moved slightly too, so as to try and continue allowing Arcanine fuck me, and to give Pikachu a bj at once.
“Eh, me too, and I have-a feeling, he will too.”
Said Pikachu, as of course, I couldn’t say anything, not with Pikachu’s crouch in mah-mouth. I felt another wave of orgasm coming on, but this one would be my peak… I was sure of it.
I suddenly felt something odd in my gut, as Arcanine Came so hard, I could feel it in my intestines. Almost like someone had switched on a light switch or something, I could feel mine, spitting hard into Pikachu. I was beginning to lose breath, as I hoped Pikachu would spit soon. My hopes were answered, as his sweeter then his precum load went into mah-mouth. His mild sweet load seemed almost to taste better then any other I had tasted… either that, or because of how much I wanted to do this, it tasted better just because of how badly I had wanted to do it. Pikachu half rolled onto the floor, of the tent we were in. I stood up, and then nearly fell onto Arcanine. That seems to happen to my knees sometimes, when I lose a big load.
“So guys, did you enjoy this?”
Asked the Arcanine, whom is Ash in adult animal form. But not only that, but from a future dimension. This means he actually is adult, but how did Ash know? How did Ash know how to send me through dimension? Before I could ask this question, I was already back. The Ash-Arcanine had already sent us back.
“So well?”
Asked past Ash.
“Ahm well… so what was the point again?”
“It’s mostly my age, just go to sleep.”
I just shrugged, as I laid down. Before I knew it, Pikachu was shoving himself at me, back first.
“Hold me.”
This seemed pretty damn cool… how often do you get to cuddle in this way, and then repay the favor? Life was grand, as I didn’t really wanna leave, but I truly wanted to go onto my own Pokèmon adventure.
Morning came fast, as I got-up, trying not to wake Pikachu… I failed though.
“Da-don’t you wanna stay?”
Pikachu had-a sad look on his face. I touched his chin, and then leaned into him in an affectionate way. I pressed my lips to his, and he followed. Soon after, I looked at him for a moment. With a tear in my right eye, as one soon follow in my left.
“Yes, but I want to train like a human trainer.”
I began to leave.
“Just you wait one second!”
Ash was awake. And then came through the curtain which separated our side of the tent.
“If you truly want to do this Victor, I already have 6 Pokèmon.”
Ash brought out a Pokèball. “Get inside, and it’ll transport you directly to Professor Oak’s lab.”
I gave Pikachu another kiss, and then let Ash catch me.
His Pokèball was better inside then Gary’s were. It appeared he’d done some extra maintenance, which Gary never bothered to do.
This included even placing in some extra’s, to make it easier for his Pokèmon to rid themselves of waste, when needs be. It also turned that waste into a type of energy, which helped control the matrix of the Pokèball itself. I soon was standing on a familiar pad, as I stood there once, when Oak gave me to his Grandson.
“It’s me… the Pichu you once gave to your grandson.”
I said as fast as I could.
“Yeah but you were just with Ash.”

“Yeah. I, I didn’t like Gary, so, so I ran away.”

“And you are here now, so what are you doing here?”

“I, I want to train Pokèmon, like humans do.”

“Ahm. The-that would be inappropriate.”

“Is it against the rules?”
I asked.
“Well… coming to think of it, there actually isn’t a rule against it either.”
Said Professor Oak.
Professor Oak grabbed me, and then placed me on a nearby table. He grabbed a tape measure, and then got my measurements.
“Ahm, and this is for what?”
Professor Oak smiled.
“You need to have more then one place, to keep your things. Pokèdex, badges, Pokèballs and other things. Some things which you do not want to keep in your backpack.”
It wasn’t long, until he had things ready for me. Now all I needed to do, is get to all the gyms Ash had already been to.
Oak sent me on my way, as I used agility, to do nearly everything.
I used thunderbolt to catch as I went.
Perhaps though, some of these stories, are better for later. (FIN)