This choice: May likes Mudkip, it's so cute and aquatic! • Go Back... May leaned in, her cute cherubic face adorned an even cuter interested look.
"Okay..." she pointed her chubby finger to the pokeball on the far left, "which one is this?"
"That's Mudkip, the Mudfish Pokemon, is that your choice?" the assistant asked.
May pulled her finger away, she just wasn't sure!
"Er... this one?" she pointed to the one on the right
"That's Torchic, the chick pokemon, is THAT your choice?" he asked, a little more forcefully
May pulled her finger away with a little squeak, no no no!! How could she choose?!
"Okay... so..."
"MISS MAPLE!!" the assitant shrieked.
"Okay okay!!" the pudgy girl cried, "Can I... can I see them all outside their pokeballs?"
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The three pokemon were now outside their respective containers, still remaining in their elemental trinity. She looked at the little mud fish pokemon, it was so cute. But then again, Torchic was cute too! And Treecko, it was so cutely distant...
"Miss Maple, are you ready to decide?" Professor Birch asked politely
"Mmmmm..." May squeaked, she just couldn't decide!
Suddenly, the Mudkip of the group waddled up to her and sat down on it's hind legs, staring up at her with it's big cute eyes, May cracked. She picked it up and huggled it in her breasts, "Oooooh!!" she cooed, "He's a little cutie!! I pick Mudkip!!" May squealed
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"Alright, Now just take the pokedex and you can be on your way" Birch smiled again as he handed May a device identical to Rude Boy's. She nodded vigorously, holding Mudkip like a cat inbetween her chubby arms, "Alright, alright!" she was sooooo exicted!!
As soon as she got the pokedex, May was out the door. "Oh, right! Maybe you should meet my kid!! His name's Bren-"
That was all May heard, she was gone! She jogged home with her newfound cute pokemon. "I'll call you... Kip!" she grinned at the little mud fish creature, it smiled back at her "Mudd!!" it squealed happily
Soon enough, she slowed down, and arrived home. Her mother was waiting for her, a big batch of cookies in hand. "Congradulations May!" she chirped, "Here, come on in for a bit before you leave!"
May took a cookie from the tray and plopped it in her mouth. "Thanks mom, -munch- but I can't stay long, I've got a big trip to take!"
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'Not for long' soon turned into several hours. Soon enough, it was nighttime!
"Mph! More Lasagnia!!" May cried from the table, her belly swollen with her mother's food. May was currently gorging on her mother's pasta, Kip was silently watching from a cushion on the windowseat.
"Here you go, sweetie!" her mother cooed, placing another large plate of food in front of her already stuffed daughter. May what was left on her plate into the tray and starting eating again. May's usually docile nature was overrun by her voracious appetite whenever she was presented with a big meal, and she tended to get a little demanding.
Her mother left for a little bit, and returned with a batch of cookies, "Alright May, whenever ou get ready to leave, you can grab a cookie on your way ou-"
May began grabbed a cookie with her free hand and put it in the tray, not stopping her grand feast.
Kip just obediantly watched his new owner, not taking his beady eyes off of her
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By the time May was full, it was midnight, and May was tired. She gave a big stretch and yawn, scratching her full belly. "Alright Kip, Mom said we could crash here tonight until we're ready to leave in the morning..." she said as she struggled to get on her nightie, "So don't get too comfy, the next time we sleep, we'll be in a tent!"
The heavy brunette girl plopped down on the bed, which groaned slightly in response. Kip climbed up onto her taut stomach and curled up.
"Ooooh!!" she cooed, "You're so cuuuute!" she stroked the Mudkip's back as he slept...   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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