Ash Ketchum had a secret. He was unique in all the world in that he could consume anything whole and alive, and digest it down into his body, leaving only a layer of fat. He had been doing this ever since birth. His favorite food, however, was females. Any species, it didn't matter. Babysitters, nurses, teachers, grocers, cops, Pokemon, all have disappeared into his belly, never to be seen again except for increasing chubbyness on his part. His mother was always confused as to why babysitters never hung around, never catching on, remaining blissfully unaware.
But Ash knew.
Even as women disappeared throughout Pallet Town, he kept it a secret, no one suspecting the increasingly chubby boy who liked to wear too small shirts to show off his gut. Ash's stomach was also very thorough. He only digested the flesh and bones, regurgitating any clothing or jewelery later, the unnaturally intelligent boy hiding it and collecting it. As he grew older and learned how to wash clothes himself, he began to keep his collection laundered, including the ones from his first victims.
Finally, he was of the appropriate age to start his Pokemon journey. Although he had no intention of becoming a master. He just wanted to have a Pokemon to make it easier to catch women. He got there late, so the only one left was a temperamental Pikachu that Ash took a shine to. He took him out in the woods for a bit, earning the Pikachu's trust, and prepared to head out on his eating journey.
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