ACT I

Pokemon: Zentyne
TYPE: PSYCHIC
This psychic type is rarely seen and not much is known about it. The pokemon has never been seen evolving, but is rumored to have a shape reminiscent of beautiful women in its third, final form.

Zoey looked at the odd pokemon before her. It was interesting, it looked like a starfish, but with four long and thin legs. The legs met in the middle in an unremarkable way. It had a slight sheen to it, almost like a rubbery shine.

She quickly made up her mind and threw a pokeball at it. With a bright flash, the pokemon disappeared into the pokeball, and Zoey went on her way. It wasn't until she made it back to her inn that night that she thought of it again.

She pressed the button on the pokeball and released the strange pokemon. It appeared and splayed itself out on the ground, apparantly dormant.

"Well, you seem boring." Zoey thought out loud as she leaned forward, reaching for the pokemon.

"What?!" Zoey reeled back as the pokemon's legs suddenly reached out to grab her, two limbs on either shoulder, and two limbs around her waist. She fell back in her seat as the pokemon wrapped its legs around her back, pulling its body tight against Zoey's bosom.

Zoey sat there stunned for a moment;

"Zentyne!" The thing exclaimed, and snuggled up against her chest. Tentatively, Zoey reached a hand out and stroked it, feeling the pokemon shudder contentedly.

"Aww, you just want a hug don't you?"

Zoey awkwardly tried to hug the thin pokemon pressed tightly over her bosom, and the pokemon responded by squeezing her in a hug of its own.

"Okay, you have to let me go now. We'll see what you can do tomorrow!"

Zoey said as she pulled the reluctant pokemon off of her body. As she pulled Zentyne away from her chest, the pokemon hung limp once again. Zoey shrugged and returned the pokemon to its pokeball.

"well that was weird," she thought to herself. For a brief moment there she'd thought she wouldn't be able to get the thing off. And somehow... Zoey felt herself blush, and felt a bit of a dampness between her legs as she considered the possibility...

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"Psybeam!" Zoey commanded. Zentyne lay uselessly on the forest floor, a harmless tree ahead of it.

"C'mon, you're a psychic type right? What can you do?"

"Confusion!" Nothing happened.

Zoey picked up the pokemon and sighed as it draped over her hands like a simple piece of clothing.

And then she had an idea.

She held the pokemon close to her chest yet again and sure enough, the pokemon's limbs wrapped around her, pulling the pokemon close to her body.

"Okay, now lets try... uh.. Psybeam!" Suddenly Zoey felt the pokemon pull itself tight around her torso, squeezing her breasts under its body. And then she felt a strange calm come over her. Almost simultaneously, she felt a strange power spread from the pokemon wrapped around her chest to the tips of her fingers. Zoey instinctively pointed her palms forward and released a powerful Psybeam, blowing a large chunk off of the tree.

"Zentyne!" the pokemon exclaimed, loosening its grip around Zoey. Zoey was stunned. Did she just... Did she just release a psychic power? She pointed her palms at the tree again. Just as she thought of calling for another PSybeam, she felt the pokemon tighten its grip on her yet again, the familiar power coursing through her body and then BAM!

As the pokemon loosened its grip yet again, Zoey's heart was racing. She'd never felt such power in her life. She understood now. The pokemon was useless on its own, but through her...

'Calm Mind', Zoey thought to herself. She felt a sense of relaxation course through her body as the pokemon executed the move.

'I think I've found my new favorite pokemon...'

She brought her palms to face the tree yet again, stepping closer this time. She focused and sent another powerful Psybeam towards the tree. As it connected however, a large branch broke off from the canopy and began falling towards her. "Zentyne!" The pokemon's body suddenly expanded around Zoey's chest, shifting its weight, causing Zoey to fall on her back. Zoey screamed as the branch approached her quickly, before anti-climatically trailing off, as the branch bounced harmlessly off the pokemon that was now tightly covering her upper torso.

"Zentyne!" Content with saving its mistress', the pokemon returned to its normal size and hugged Zoey tightly once more. Still lying on the forest floor, she smiled and returned the gesture.

As the sun began to set, Zoey gently pressed a pokeball against her chest, expecting the pokemon to retreat into the ball, but the ball simply beeped twice disappointingly and did nothing.

"Two beeps..." Zoey fished into her bag for the manual that came with these things.

"There." Two beeps indicated that the pokeball was prevented from activating for safety reasons. The thing was designed to store pokemon, and it would definitely be bad for publicity if a human managed to trap herself inside. Zoey pulled the pokemon off her chest again and returned it to its ball.