"Finally, they're here!"
Alex turned just in time to see five Pidgey swooping in. The moment they spotted Pikachu guarding the food pile, four of them panicked and flapped away. The boldest one, however, dove straight down like a feathered missile, trying to snatch the bait right out from under Pikachu's nose.
*This* was the one. Bold, reckless, and exactly the forest boss he'd been hunting.
Pikachu's cheek sacs crackled with golden sparks, a clear warning. The Pidgey didn't care — it charged anyway. One meter away, Thunder Shock exploded outward in a bright arc. Electricity swallowed the bird whole. Its body seized, wings locking mid-flap, and it dropped like a stone, twitching helplessly on the grass.
Just one hit. Clean knockout.
"Clatter!"
Alex's Poké Ball expanded mid-throw and snapped open on impact. Red light pulled the Pidgey inside. The ball hit the ground, wobbled once… twice… three times — then clicked with that sweet, satisfying *ding*.
Captured!
"Pi~ Pikachu!" Pikachu cheered, tail wagging proudly.
Alex released the Pidgey right away. Seeing the faint scorch marks on its feathers, Pikachu scratched its head sheepishly, looking almost guilty for going so hard.
He sprayed a Potion over the little bird, then pushed the food plate closer. While Pidgey ate, Alex checked the stats.
Pokémon: Pidgey
Level: 13 (Novice)
Ability: Keen Eye
Moves: Sand Attack, Gust, Quick Attack…
Potential: Elite
Perfect. Exactly what he wanted from the Viridian Forest boss. The system chimed immediately.
[Mission complete: Capture the boss of the later Viridian Forest!]
[Mission Reward: Beginner Rare Candy ×5 + Quick Claw (20% chance to move first when held)]
He clipped the Quick Claw onto Pidgey's leg right away. The little bird puffed up, looking fiercer already.
Misty, still sitting nearby, suddenly stiffened. From the corner of her eye she caught a flash of green. Her worst nightmare — a Caterpie — was crawling straight toward the food plate like it owned the forest.
She sprayed the Bug Repellent like her life depended on it. The Caterpie paused… then kept coming, completely unfazed.
"Alex… behind you…" Misty whispered, voice trembling as she grabbed his arm and pressed her soft, warm body tight against his side, full breasts squishing firmly into his bicep.
"Hide behind me," Alex said calmly, patting her hand while his other arm slid around her slim waist to steady her.
The Caterpie didn't even glance at Misty's panic. It just wiggled forward, big shiny eyes locked on the food.
Pidgey bristled and started to charge, but Alex held it back. "No need. I'll handle this one myself."
He knelt, placed the plate right in front of the Caterpie, and spoke in that smooth, coaxing voice. "Hey there… want to come with me? I've got tons of this delicious stuff. I'll feed you every single day."
The Caterpie looked up, curious. Alex gently tapped a Poké Ball to its head. The ball barely shook once before clicking shut.
Captured. Just like that.
"Stinky brat, why are you catching every Pokémon you see?"
The familiar, dramatic voices cut through the trees. Jessie, James, and Meowth stepped out, still slightly singed from last night, eyes narrowed at the new Poké Balls on Alex's belt. The second their gaze landed on Pikachu, though, their expressions flipped to pure, hungry excitement.
"Pipi~ Pikachu!" Pikachu sparked aggressively, cheeks flaring bright.
Jessie licked her lips slowly, eyes gleaming. "Your Pikachu isn't common at all. After that *delicious* shock you gave us last night… we realized it's the rarest, most powerful little beast we've ever seen."
James nodded. "We want it. Badly."
Misty's eyes widened. "Weren't you three arrested?!"
James smirked. "Did we interrupt your little date in the woods?"
Alex grinned. "Didn't get enough voltage last night? Back for round two already?"
Jessie flushed angrily. "Don't you dare bring up last night! If you hadn't ambushed us—"
Alex cut her off with a laugh. "You know why you really lost? Because you're all talk and no skill. Kind of like… why there used to be ten lotus flowers in the pond, but now there's only one."
The trio blinked.
"Nine were picked!" Alex finished with a wink.
James's face turned purple. "Nine were picked… if you're bad, practice more?! You little—"
"Ekans, go!"
"Koffing, Smog!"
The two Pokémon burst out. Alex didn't even flinch.
"Pidgey — Gust!"
Pidgey flapped hard. A powerful whirlwind slammed the Smog right back into the Rockets' faces and sent Ekans tumbling into Meowth with a painful thud.
"Ugh, we're poisoned, meow!"
"Caterpie — String Shot!"
Caterpie's mouth opened wide. Thick, white, sticky strands exploded outward in long, messy ropes — spraying everywhere, wrapping around Jessie's long legs, coiling tight around her waist and chest, squeezing her full breasts until the fabric of her cropped top stretched tight and became almost see-through from the warm, glossy silk. More ropes lashed across her hips and thighs, binding her in place and making her curves look even more pronounced.
"Whoa~~~!! It's spraying so much!" Jessie gasped, voice turning breathy as the sticky strands kept coming, soaking her clothes and clinging wetly to every inch of her body.
"Don't spray anymore, I can't take it!" she moaned, hips shifting helplessly as another heavy rope slid across her chest.
"Such a large amount… I'm full here!" Meowth whined, completely mummified in the glossy white threads.
The crude words hung in the air. Alex's mouth twitched. *You'd better be talking about the String Shot…*
"Since you love Pikachu so much," Alex said with a wicked grin, "let him give you another taste."
"Pika… CHUUUU!"
Thunderbolt ripped through the air. The electricity arced across the wet, sticky strands still wrapped around Jessie, turning them into perfect conductors. Her body convulsed hard — back arching sharply, breasts bouncing with every jolt, thighs trembling as high-pitched, involuntary cries spilled from her lips.
"AAAAAHHHHH!"
With one final, extra-strong jolt, the Rocket trio was launched skyward in their classic spiral.
"Looks like Team Rocket's blasting off again!"
The white streak vanished over the treetops, leaving only a faint echo of Jessie's lingering moans and the scent of ozone in the air.
Misty was still pressed tight against Alex's side, breathing fast, cheeks flushed darker than any Caterpie could cause. Her soft chest rose and fell quickly against him.
Alex glanced down at her, voice low and teasing. "You okay? Or do you need me to… calm you down the same way I calmed Caterpie?"
Misty swallowed hard, thighs pressing together, and didn't quite answer.