Pokemon Y Insert - Part 1 (Patreon)

Have I gone insane? Had the sheer frustration of my search for that elusive shiny Froakie turned me into a complete crack pot? I pursed my lips and looked down at the light blue colored frog thing standing at my feet, staring up at me with set, golden eyes.

Froakie - Level 5 - Owner J

Male - Water Type

Nature - Serious

Ability - Protean

Base Stats-  HP: 20 -  Attack: 12 - Defence: 10 - Sp. Atk: 12 - Sp. Def: 10 - Speed: 13

Attacks Known: Pound, Growl, Bubble

Current Exp - 125

Exp Till Level Up - 91

“The hell?” I hissed to myself lowly, just to make sure none of the other four near me would hear me. Serena, Shauna, Trevor and Tierno. All sitting around a cafe table outside in a quaint looking little town. I’d excused myself from them just a minute ago when I suddenly awoke to find myself amidst the chatter of the four gushing about their first pokemon.

I’ve either gone mad, or this is some seriously intense and realistic dream. But this is still seriously odd - I can actually see some sort of menu floating just outside the peripheral of my vision, as if to show me it’s there but not to annoy me.

Pokedex

Pokemon Party

Bag

Trainer Card

The pokedex only had one entry, this Froakie under my ownership. This Froakie was the only one in my party. In my bag, all I had was five pokeballs and a town map. Then there’s my trainer card that looks more like a drivers license, inside what looks to be a badge case and a literal live view of my currency total amount of currency - 3000 Pokedollars as was custom for a beginning trainer in the games.

“Freaky..” I shivered slightly, it’s all so real like. It reminds me of some of those odd ass gamer stories I’ve read online, except where they all got super awesome powers, all I got was the apparent ability to scan a pokemon. Although, I’m surprised I’m not freaking the hell out, maybe I do have some form of the gamers mind or something?

That, or it’s just my natural personality of giving zero fucks. Who knows?

“Froakie fro?” the puzzled tone from my light blue frog guy grabbed my attention and I looked down to see Froakie staring up at my with what looked to be a damn raised eyebrow, if the thing had an eyebrow to raise that was. One golden eye was raised higher than the other though, that’s all that damn matters.

Well, whatever. So I’ve somehow ended up in what looks to be a very realistic Aquacorde town. From the cafe you recieve your pokemon in game at, to the immaculate brown brick staircase and pavement leading down to a beautiful town surrounded by lush and pristine grass.

Spending over a week straight soft resetting my DS to get a shiny Froakie, resetting over twenty thousand times obviously wasn’t good for my mental health. Even if I did get it in the end. This Froakie here was not the one I got in game, it couldn’t be. It had freaking Protean, the fuck is that about?

Again I say, whatever. All I can do is roll with the punches right now. If I’ve gone mad, well shit. And if it’s a dream? Well I’ll just let it play out, no biggie.

“So look at you,” I smirked bending down to Froakie’s level and placing a hand on the back of his neck, just below those frubbles and giving him a little friendly pat. Didn’t want to get my hand stuck after all. “You’re just the cream of the starter crop ain’t you? There’s no better starter than you out there I bet.”

I swear a smirk appeared on the little frog’s face as he nodded at me. And pumped one little fist in agreement. The thing was though, I’m being entirely truthful. It looks like he’s got pretty much perfect IV’s, on top of being shiny, on top of having Protean one of the most hax abilities in the games.

I let my eyes drift up to the top of the buildings around us for a moment. Looking after what I see there, scanning the birds I’d saw roosting there when I first woke up mid talk with those other four before excusing myself to get myself under control and figure out what the fuck was going on.

There were only about six of them, spread out over the buildings around us and just chilling out. Unsuspecting. There, the one on the building to my right, about thirty feet up, it’s the best of the lot. If my ability to see a pokemon’s stats and such are anything to go by.

“How’s your aim with those frubbles of yours?” I asked my starter pokemon, looking him in the eye and giving a subtle nod in the direction of the target I’d picked.

Froakie was a smart little guy, catching on immediately, his golden eyes flickering to the roosting bird before coming back to me in a split second, before grinning and flashing me a little thumbs up.

Perfect. Because if this is anything like the games, I’m gonna take advantage right away.

Pidgey - Level 6 - Wild

Male - Normal/Flying Type

Nature - Mild

Ability - Keen Eye

Base Stats-  HP: 22 - Attack: 12 - Defence: 9 - Sp. Atk: 11 - Sp. Def: 10 - Speed: 13

Attacks Known - Tackle, Sand Attack

Current Exp - 242

Exp Till Level Up - 101

Selecting the bag mentally, I had to hold back an urge to crow about how awesome this shit was when the pokeball I wanted phased into my hand.

“Go!” I told Froakie, shooting to my feet.

“Fro!” The little frog shouted, springing off of his feet and soaring a good twenty to the air in an instant, rocketing up towards where the wild Pidgey was roosting in the blink of an eye. If this wasn’t some hallucination I’m sure I’d be astounded at the absurd physical ability.

Fisting his small hands into the frubbles around his neck, as soon as Froakie got in range the little guy let loose.  Flinging a barrage of his frothy white frubbles through the air.

Pidgey let out a squawk, jumping out of the way of the first one, swerving around a second with a thrust of its wings, but Froakie’s attack was too sudden, it had no time to prepare itself previously for the confrontation and because it was so taken off guard, it was in no position to avoid the third shot that caught it right in the left wing, sticking it to its side and sending it plummeting to the ground.

Even as it fell and struggled, Froakie didn’t let up, peppering it with more frubbles, sticking its body taught. And now it was my turn. I was already moving the second I saw the little bird fall. There was a series of shouts behind me, from the four others, I distinctly recognized Shauna’s voice because it sounded the same as her dub one in the anime and I’d always like it, but I ignored them. 

I sprinted over just as Pidgey fell and tossed the pokeball in my hand. Watching in glee as just as Pidgey smacked into the ground, my pokeball belted it across the face, popped open and sucked it inside.

For a split moment, the button on the middle glowed red, before letting out a pinging noise as the capture completed. I couldn’t help the gleeful laugh that erupted from my throat, even as some form of message appeared in front of my vision for a few seconds.

                                                                   Pidgey Captured! 

                                                      Froakie Gained 47 Experience Points!

Just as I lifted the pokeball up to bask in my accomplishment, A small weight settled on my shoulders from above and I looked back to find Froakie grinning at me with crossed arms. I could see the pride in the little guys eyes.

“Great job buddy!” I couldn’t help but praise the little guy, “It never even saw you coming and had no chance against us at all!” I laughed.

“Froakie fro!” Froakie nodded his head and pumped his arm again, this time in victory. He sure does seem to like pumping his arm.

“J!” Another female voice shouted, this one having to be Serena. I turned around just in time to see the four of them hurrying their way over. I had to avoid grimacing when I took in the dopey looks of Trevor and Tierno. I could so do without them. At least though, they have a pair of pokemon that will be good to beat on for some quick and early experience.

The other two on the other hand. Mmm, they were tasty little bints. Shauna was short as hell for a girl in her late teens, lucky if she was even five foot. But with her perky little hair style, mocha skin and tight clothes she was a sight to see. Perky little loli tits strained against her tight pink top, and those shorts! Short luscious dark skinned legs that led up to a fat pair of hips and a real bodacious ass that I wouldn’t mind plundering.

Serena on the other hand. Mmm god look at those tits. That gorgeous face and crystaline blue eyes. She was amazing looking but her body killed it - her skirt meant to be decently long just came down over her thighs with how juicy and lusciously plump they were. Long sensual legs clad in black knee high socks, her skirt flaring at the hips because of her own wide pair and fat ass. And again, those tits. That sleeveless, vest like black top did nothing to hide their shape at all, they big, fat, round and heavy. I’d love to bury my head in those fucking things to sleep in after plowing her silly.

“J-meister!” I cringed as Tierno literally spun towards me, “That was so cool, you just got your first pokemon and you’ve already caught another!”

Fuck off fatty seriously. I’ll kill you if you wobble near me like that again.

I pretty much ignored Trevor gushing just like him to look towards the girls. Shauna excitedly ran up to my side and grasped my arm - I had to fight off a grin at feeling those perky little tits right up against me, “That was so awesome J!” she gushed, “I can’t believe you’re so good at being a trainer already!” The way her pretty green eyes sparkled up at me just made my pride swell all the more.

Though if I remember right, Shauna is pretty much in awe of the playable character all throughout the game for all the shit he achieves. Should be an easy lay.

Serena on the other hand…

“Heh, nice job rookie!” Serena praised, kind of. She had a cocky smirk on her face. Unlike the cinnamon roll anime Serena, game Serena was a serious contender who loved to compete as your rival in game. “You might actually be a decent challenge for my Fennekin!”

Wait, what!? Fennekin? I Have Froakie though! So she should have picked the pokemon that had an advantage to me as my rival, right? What the hell?

Still, I couldn’t let that challenge go un-answered now could I? Now when I have such a beastly Froakie and even a level 6 Pidgey now. I could take on all four of these twits right here and now I bet. The only threats would be Trevor with that Pikachu he started off with in the games and Shauna I guess who got Chespin.

“Hah!” I laughed at her, “You wish Serena. Me and my buddy Froakie here could mop you up alongside you other three’s at the same time without a problem!” I fired right back.

“Oh yeah!?” Serena growled, lifting up a pokeball in hand, “Then why don’t you prove it?”

“Froakie fro!” Froakie lifted his hand up from his position on my finger and curled his finger in a mocking, ‘Bring it on’ motion. Hah, this little guy was a riot!

Either way, I’ve got this! A Fennekin will lack the sheer mobility Froakie has. Same with a Corpish and this early on it will only know Vicegrip so I’ll get Froakie to bind it up with his frubbles. Then the only two problems are Chespin and Froakie. From the anime, I know Chespin uses Vine Whip from those things on its shoulders, so I’ll get Froakie to frubble them up so they can’t be used as well and then just pound the shit out of Pikachu with pound until it goes down.

Yeah, I’ve fucking got this. Now I just need to figure out how I’m gonna fuck these two tasty little cunts as well.