Welcome To The World Of Pokémon! (CYOA, Almost Every Kink Hopefully, Loli? Maybe?)

Pokémon!

You love Pokémon!

Plastered over the walls are tons of posters, starring all of your favourites. From the sleek, strong Nidorina, crouched over with her delicate fingernails digging light grooves in the sand, her tits firm, compact handfuls of meat poking from her chest, to Gengar, curvy, strong, with great udders the size of basketballs, and a translucent dick hanging down to her knees.

DVDs are stacked up to the ceiling - and not just of official League matches, either! You've managed to horde up quite the collection of sought-after, 'after-hours' battling.

And yet, despite all this, there you still are! A lump under the covers, thick duvet wrapped around your quivering form, the heaped mass shifting from side to side in time with your frantic movements. Sure, the alarm went off a good half hour ago, but they'll wait! Probably!

Besides, you positively needed to knock one more out. Today's your special day, after all. The rest of the town's kids'll be showing up to collect their very own Pokémon, and you'll have to look your best - and that means you can't get all hot and bothered when you're finally given the cute little thing!

Your feminine moans rattle the house as you scream your orgasm to the world, belting out curses and obscenities to make a sailor blush.

Your own mother's not a sailor, but she's still managed to get used to this. She was probably the same way when she was your age! Fuck, you'd best not start thinking about that! Time to take a shower and-

It's 10:45 am.

You're nearly an hour late!

Reeking of sex and sweat, you dash as fast as those thick thighs'll carry you, clad only in your silky lingerie! The tail end of your thin, purple nightie manages to just barely cover your fat, juicy bubble-butt - but what did you expect? You've had it since you were nine years old! If you had the time to think right now, you might be dismayed at your rather short stature, standing only at five and a half feet tall! But then, you're kinda distracted by all the yes on your wicked titties, the fleshy orbs bouncing, jiggling as your run. That translucent gown does little to hide the fact that your stiff nipples are digging straight into the thin material, and only getting more aroused as they rub against that smooth garment.

Charging into the lab an hour late, you just manage to catch the proud parents and excited champions-to-be as they mill out of the cramped building. You gotta love the little twists of fate that have you standing naked (for all intents and purposes at least!) in front of all the people who'll effect your life in the coming months (and their mothers).

As the last of the blushing - or sometimes grinning - villagers exit, you're... Well, accosted would be a little harsh. No, you're groped by the Professor. Grope sounds cuter.

Standing before you is a tall, slender MILF with flawlessly dark skin and shining white locks of hair. Well maybe she's a GILF, but she doesn't look a day over forty. Sti