This choice: Color me interested with the unique choice • Go Back... You are Aiden Kamren, you and your pokemon all huddled around the table of your family house. Your young team consisted of Lime, an anxious Petil who shuffled nervously shuffles about. Peach, a happy Frillish looked like she was two seconds from jumping in pure joy. A rather serious Sewaddle named Pear who looked uncharacteristic. tearful. And your ace and first pokemon, a kind Braxien who you named Apcot, comforting you by rubbing your shivering shoulder with one of her front hand-like paws.
And how could you not be anxious, on the table lays the Pokeball containing the fourth pokemon of your team that was stolen from you by a Team Plasma grunt almost five months ago, a sweet and soft-hearted Kirlia named Kiwi. She just evolved from her Ralts stage when the taking occurred. The memory of you running away from her as fear override your young heart. A horrible memory you will never forget sadly. But even more, shocked you was what the nurse joy of your hometown said.
"Aiden, I know this might sound wrong. Perhaps it would be best if we put Kiwi down...she isn't the same pokemon you know." Of course, you vehemently turn down her suggestion. Reluctantly, she gives you the Pokeball but give the ball. Not before giving you a warning.
"I understand the pain and joy you must feel to receive your pokemon that was taken from, while Kiwi's case is extremely rare. She and other pokemon who evolved through abuse and negative feelings have a high tendency to be severely maladjusted and extremely dangerous to others and themselves. So please be careful with her because Kiwi...is a Corroshap now."
The name Corroshap was foreign to you, and the research on the subject you did was scarce. Apparently, Corroshap is a final form of Ralts like Gardevior and Gallade that was merely regarded as an urban legend and folktale. There was not an image of this form, only a proverb detailing that the Corroshap embodies the worst of both fairies and dragons.
"Please, I have seen Tyrantrum gentle as Skitties, and Hydreigons who watched over babies." You scoffed away such thoughts with a laugh tossed the Pokeball, releasing Kiwi from it. But instead of a cute Kirila or signature, Gardevoir there stood a creature much bigger and taller than you expect to be. You barely reached to her bone-white legs, like Gardevoir it had a "skirt" attached to its body, But was more shaped for combat and was paper-thin as well littered with holes. Its blackish green-colored hands were more developed and its four fingers were curved like wicked scythes and had red tips. Its chest horns were colored a deadly scarlet as opposed to the typical soft pink. It pressed flatly up against her body like a tattoo until juts out from its back and shaped into very large growths that were quite similar to that of a Zubat or Charizard's wings. The only constantly visible things on her face were pair of thin Tauros like white horns from the top of the mop of chaotically messy and long dark green hair and the lower half of her face. But her red eyes burned through the bush with intense emotional pain and contempt the very moment she saw you. It honestly broke your heart as the sight of such anguish and rag-knowing that you did abandon her in a moment of weakness
"Kiw-uchk!" You found your back on the ground as Kiwi unleashed a powerful burst of psychic energy directed at you! Your other pokemon instantly leaped into your aid but found themselves pinned to the walls. Kiwi growled most viciously and revealing fangs worthy of any sharkpedo, There she lifts her leg up, revealing a long and slender human-like foot with four toes,It was very large and very marred what was grime and dust, The air was soon rushed out his lungs as Kiwi slammed it against his torso. His chest burned as pain wrecked his body-Kiwi left a big black filthy footprint; With another slam, her large foot was on your torso. The fetid fishy and earthy stench wafting from the long toes scrunched up on your lower chest stung your eyes-while your cock instantly starts to harden from it's flaccid state. Hormones rushed downward as an unwanted part of you surfaced in the worst time ever
The Corroshap sneered as she pressed down on his squirming body with her. The sheer audacity of this boy to think what he did was will be all forgotten and everything will be sunshine and rainbows made her angry beyond belief. All she wants right now is to make her "trainer" pay for leaving her to those team plasma bastards. And pay he will!
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