(This story takes place before the latest seasons of the Pokémon anime)
Finally ! They finally did it ! Thanks to a brilliant plan, incommensurable strategic skills, and an (enormous) ounce of luck, Team Rocket's "elite" trio Jessie, James and Meowth finally managed to kidnap Pikachu from the little brat, his trainer Ash Ketchum. They escaped from Ash and his gang, and got out of their reach. The boss will be so proud of them, they're sure of that ! As soon as they could, they contacted Team Rocket's shady network, and had their catch shipped to Kanto, to the headquarters of the organization. It took them countless attemps, years even, to eventually achieve their goal and get over with the obsession they had built for the thunder mouse, and now they were ready to blast off at the speed of light towards new horizons.
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In his own office, Giovanni, big boss of the Team Rocket, received Pikachu inside a small electric-proof cage, along with a letter from those incompetents he already had sent as far from him as he could. So this was it, the infamous pokémon they had been struggling to get for so long ? It really was nothing more than a Pikachu after all. What the hell could he do with it ? He could just have him being sold to anyone willing to pay good money. Or give him to one of the Team's admins, after all maybe the yellow rodent was indeed stronger than he looked. At least he seemed to have a fighting spirit, with how relentlessly he was sending bolts of lightning against his cage, in vain. An idea came to Giovanni's mind. Since he had this tough yet useless pokémon available, why not use it for research ? Team Rocket's projects were always in need of new guinea pigs. Besides... there was this very interesting partnership they had with a new mysterious company that has been dwelling into shady business lately. The Boss was quite curious about it, particularly after this official from the company, a guy named Enrico Black, had shown him what they were doing in their little club hidden in the suburb district. Pikachu was getting exhausted, out of breath, the electric arcs surrounding him lowering to harmless sparks, barely able to stand on his paws anymore. Giovanni huffed. A very stubborn little pokémon, sure, but not much stronger than any other Pikachu in the end. A smirk bent the Boss' lips. He was gonna swallow his pride soon enough. When they'll be over with him, this brat's pokémon will be unrecognizable. Pikachu saw the dark glimmer in the man's eyes, and without knowing exactly why, started feeling very anxious...
About a week later, the mysterious company recontacted Giovanni to tell him that the experiments he requested to be conducted concluded very successfully, and their result was waiting for him in Rocket's headquarters. Eager to discover said result by his own eyes, the big Boss went to the waiting room of his own quarters, and entered. Pikachu was, as he predicted, completely unrecognizable. The small male mouse has been transformed into an incredibly gorgeous woman, a curvy bimbo anthro pokémon, just like those that were filling that stripclub he's been taken to last month, and at least as sexy as them. Giovanni's smirk grew wider than ever. He approached her, placed his hands on her tiny waist and buxom butt, and despite Pikachu's noises of reluctance and faint struggles, pulled her against him to cooingly whisper in her ear "Looks like I'll be keeping you for myself in the end."
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Months have passed, and no matter how hard Pikachu was trying to resist, he, now she, was getting accustomed to her new lifestyle as Giovanni's personal trophy babe. She was living with him, either in his villa or in his penthouse, treated like the Boss' girlfriend by his subordinates, and of course warming his bed every night. She was accompanying him in social gathering where she acted as his bimbo armcandy, and the eyecandy of the other guests. She was made to wear very classy and sexy outfits, to put on her make up everyday. She had to keep an alluring gait all the time, walking in stiletto heels everyday, she had to talk and act only in a sultry, feminine way, in a sensual voice and warm tone... to the point where this ethos actually became her natural behavior.
Pokémon fighting, travelling across the world with a trainer, that all sounded so far from what her life was now. But while in her mind nostalgy was shrouding the memory of her past life, while deep inside of her she was still the same Pikachu that has been given to Ash by Professor Oak... she had to admit that she was enjoying that lifestyle of luxury, sensuality and vanity more and more with each passing day.
Besides, the Boss was kinda hot. And really good in bed~
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First cursed sexy pic of mine that isn't related to Toothless ! You might see more Pokémon related stuff in the future if you like that :3 I hope you liked the art and the story coming with it ^^
