Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon. This is a fan work written for (perverse) entertainment.

AN: Ok, everyone aboard the pokephilia train. Choo, choo! (Cover image by Threeworlds.)

Master's Favorite

Chapter 1: Favorite Pokemon

She was Master's favorite.

Gardevoir knew Master's name, but always thought of him as Master. Master became flustered whenever she psychically referred to him as Master. He told her not to call him that. He wanted her to call him by his name. He told her that he was her trainer and her friend, but not her master. Master could be very silly. Master was Gardevoir's Master. She would do anything for Master, so if Master wished Gardevoir to call him by his name, she would call Master that. She liked his name. After all, it was Master's name.

She was not Master's first pokemon. That was a treecko, who had since evolved into a sceptile. Gardevoir hated Sceptile. It was not better than her. Being Master's first did not matter. Gardevoir knew she was Master's favorite. That was what was really important.

She was one of Master's earliest pokemon. It was so long ago when he caught her. She was only a little ralts back then. Gardevoir remembered living with others like her. Not exactly like her; none of them became Master's favorite like her. More than that she was different. Where the other ralts were green, she was blue. Gardevoir had since learned that was because she was a "shiny" Gardevoir, and it was something she should be proud of. Back then she just thought she looked weird. That was until Master came.

Master fought her with the dumb treecko. It was amazing, and proof of Master's skill, that he defeated her with such a dumb pokemon. It hurt, and the pokeball was strange. Master took her to a pokemon center where another human made Ralts healthy again. Then Master took her and showed her to all of his friends and family. They were all impressed that Master caught such a rare and amazing pokemon. A pokemon worthy of Master.

Since then the two of them had many adventures. Master trained Gardevoir well. Under his care she became graceful and powerful. They proved it.

Under Master's direction there was nothing that she could not do. No contest where she did not shine. No tournament where she did not dominate. Under Master she simply won.

One day Master asked Gardevoir to do something new. Master asked to breed her. Gardevoir was strangely disappointed to learn that she was to breed with a ditto. Gardevoir was amazing, and her children could be just as special as she was. Of course Gardevoir consented. She would do anything for Master.

When the day of their appointment came, Master sat down with Gardevoir to go over the plan. First, they would meet with the ditto and its trainer. When Gardevoir felt comfortable she and the ditto would be left alone for as long as they needed. Master emphasized that if at any point she wanted to stop, she just needed to tell him. They could walk away at any time.

Gardevoir was nervous. She should not be nervous, Master said it would be fine. It was irritating that her body was not as loyal to Master as she was.

Master held open the door for Gardevoir to step through. In the room were two couches facing each other with a small table between them. Sitting on one of the couches was a woman and a ditto. Beyond the couches was a bed.

A large bed.

Gardevoir froze at the sight of it. Master's hand squeezed her shoulder. Gardevoir looked up to Master. Silently his eyes asked her if she was okay. They could turn around and walk away. Master would not be angry, or disappointed in her. It would be fine. Placing her hand on Master's, Gardevoir smiled.

The ditto twisted its body and changed. It took the form of a big hand that waved to Gardevoir. Gardevoir giggled.

Together, Gardevoir and Master walked to the empty couch. Master sat across the table from the other trainer, and Gardevoir sat beside him.

The trainers began talking about inconsequential things. The ditto shifted into different funny shapes.

Tentatively, Gardevoir created a psychic link between herself and the ditto. The two got to know each other. Ditto was nice. It was cute how it was content and even happy to serve its inferior trainer.

After some time Gardevoir gathered up her courage. She placed a hand on Master's knee to get his attention. She could have mentally told him that she was ready to- That she was ready, but that felt so embarrassing. Master turned to Gardevoir. Gardevoir nodded. Master gave her a smile, and squeezed her shoulder. Together, Master and the other trainer left the room.

Left Gardevoir alone with Ditto.

Gardevoir began to have second thoughts, but Master was still near. Gardevoir always knew when Master was near. Master's mind felt nice. Better than any other. He was waiting in the next room. That fact calmed Gardevoir. She would do anything for Master.

Standing, she nodded to Ditto.

Ditto twisted and changed. A male gardevoir stood before her. Gardevoir moved closer, and stopped. This was not right.

There was nothing wrong with Ditto. Ditto had transformed into a highly attractive gardevoir. It was just Gardevoir was not aroused. Gardevoir shook her head.

Again Ditto's body twisted and changed. It took the form of a gallade. Still Gardevoir felt nothing. Ditto changed into a reuniclus. Nothing. A chandelure. Nothing.

Gardevoir shook her head. Relying on Ditto was getting her nowhere. Closing her eyes, she reached out with her mind. Her power took hold of Ditto, and began to mold its body. She let her desire guide her, not thinking of what she wanted, but willing it. It was done. Gardevoir opened her eyes.

Master.

Of course it was Master. Gardevoir felt silly not knowing it from the beginning. Master was perfect.

Gardevoir reached out to take Ditto's hand. It felt like Master. She leaned in and smelled his body. It smelled like Master. Still, it was not Master. The mind was not Master's. It was Ditto, but Gardevoir was ready to pretend.

Gardevoir kissed master.

She felt master's arms wrap around her. He pulled her closer, deepening the kiss. Gardevoir felt master's tongue push into her mouth. She moaned into him as his tongue explored her. Pulses of heat radiating from her core passed through Gardevoir's body. The kiss went on and on. Her thighs moistened from her dripping womanhood.

Telekinetically, Gardevoir pushed master onto the bed. She was ready.

Smiling sensually, Gardevoir crawled over master's body. She stopped as her face came even with master's manhood. It was beautiful. Gardevoir's mouth watered. She leaned down. No, Master wished her to breed. Gardevoir continued to crawl up master.

Carefully, Gardevoir came to rest her core on master's manhood. It was hard, and long, and master's. She was so excited she could burst.

Slowly she lowered herself onto master's shaft. She wanted to savor every millimeter as he entered her. His manhood pushing her apart. Her body being shaped to master's needs. Only the crown had entered her, and it was incredible. There was still so much Gardevoir could do for master. There was still so much Gardevoir would do for master.

The idea weakened her. Gardevoir could suddenly not hold up the weight of her own body. She slid down master's dick, sheathing it completely inside of her.

For a moment Gardevoir could not make a sound. She could not move. The pleasure was too much. She could do nothing but experience. A high pitch squeal of delight slowly escaped Gardevoir's lips.

She felt master's hands grasp her hips. She remembered herself. With master's help, Gardevoir raised herself so that master almost left her. Down again, she welcomed master's manhood within her completely. Again and again.

One of master's hands left her hips. Carefully, master took hold of Gardevoir's clit. Gently, he played with the little nub. It felt wonderful.

Something was happening to Gardevoir. Something was building within her. A strange pressure in her body and mind. More and more it grew. Filled her until she could barely stand it. It exploded and Gardevoir was in bliss.

The pleasure overwhelmed Gardevoir. Made her forget where she was. Pleasure given to her by Master.

No, not by Master. This thing was not Master. This thing had defiled her. Defiled what belonged to Master. Gardevoir would make it pay for what it did. Her will readied to rip its mind and body to shreds- No, she had to remember where she was. She was pretending Ditto was Master to breed with it. Master wished her bred. Gardevoir calmed.

Gardevoir pushed Ditto's-master's arms down by his sides. She resumed her motion. Up and down, caressing master's shaft with her womanhood. Slowly at first, but faster, and faster. Gardevoir bounced on master's dick as fast as she was able.

She needed it. Impatiently, she wanted it now. Psychically she demanded that master cum. Demanded that he paint her womb white.

Then master came. Gardevoir felt master's seed push deep inside her. Fill her. Breed her.

Gardevoir knew it was done. Master would be pleased with her. Master would praise her. Master would touch her, pet her. Master would- Master would- Master. Master!

MasterMasterMasterMasterMasterMasterMasterMasterMasterMasterMasterMasterMaster!

Gardevoir came for her Master.

It was not the last time Gardevoir visited Ditto. Master took her there several more times.

Gardevoir had four eggs in total. The first three ralts to hatch were exceptional specimens. If properly trained they each had the potential to become exceptionally powerful gardevoirs. The young trainers they were given to were very fortunate to have them, but they were normal.

Each time an egg was hatched Gardevoir was asked to hold the child. Every time she looked down into the eyes of the little pokemon she felt nothing. Gardevoir was aware that she should have some motherly attachment to these babies, but all that she could think was that they were not Master's.

Then the fourth egg hatched.

Blue. It was a "shiny" ralts. It was like her. Like its siblings before it, Gardevoir took it into her arms. Holding her fourth child for the first time was unlike the others. This time Gardevoir felt an emotion well up within her.

Hatred. Uncompromising, complete hate. Gardevoir despised her child more than anything else in the world. Gardevoir wanted to see her hands drenched in its blood. Her mind ached with the need to tear off its limbs. Only the thought of Master's disappointment kept her from smashing the ralts' head open on the floor.

It was like her. Special like her. Gardevoir would not let this worm steal Master's affection. She was Master's favorite. Master would not love the worm more than he loved her. Gardevoir wanted to make certain of it.

Carefully, Gardevoir maintained her neutral expression. This was the point of the whole exercise. This is what Master wanted. It would not take Master from her, Master would barely get a chance to know this creature. She could control herself. For some time at least.

Gardevoir and Master stood together in a field by a mansion. The worm stood between them. There were some other people there as well. Several skilled pokemon trainers that Master and Gardevoir had fought before. A lady in an elegant dress approached them with a small child trailing behind her.

Master and the lady talked a little. The child approached them. Gardevoir felt relieved when Master handed the worm's pokeball to the child.

The worm looked to Gardevoir for some kind of guidance or approval. Not letting the disgust she felt from looking at the worm change her serene expression, Gardevoir gestured for it to go. The worm left to stand before its new little trainer.

The lady presented Master with a small box. Master opened the box and showed Gardevoir the contents. It was the most beautiful necklace she had ever seen. A simple chain with a stone. The stone was unlike anything she had heard of. Colors swirled and shifted within it.

Gardevoir raised her chin to allow Master to clasp the jewelry around her neck. As the stone touched Gardevoir's skin she felt the power within. Power and emotions. Care, and joy, and loyalty. Love. It was Master.

With confidence Gardevoir walked forward into the arena set aside for this test. Four other trainers sent their pokemon onto the field. An absol, dusclops, a walrein, and a salamancer. These were four of the most powerful pokemon in the region, backed by some of the most experienced trainers. Gardevoir had fought all of them before. Of course she won, but they were all hard fights. She hated herself for it, but she doubted that Master and herself could ever win against all four of them at once.

Gardevoir looked back to meet Master's eyes. She nodded. Master pressed down on a bracelet with a stone matching Gardevoir's. The energy and love within Gardevoir's necklace exploded. expanding to fill every inch of her. Her body glowed and changed. It was like she was evolving again, except better.

Evolving had brought with it a sense of power, and advancement. Like she was becoming what she was meant to be. This had that, but it had more. All of that was intermingled with Master's kindness, and his caring, and his will. His love. She was not merely becoming what biology meant her to be, but what Master willed her to be.

Gardevoir looked down at her new form. The black gown and the other little changes. Gardevoir felt like she had become an embodiment of elegance. She did a little twirl to show it to Master. The smile Master gave her showing his approval made her heart skip. More than ever before she knew she was a pokemon worthy of Master.

Wrapped in Master's love Gardevoir had power, and she knew-

She loved Master. Master was love.

The referee shouted to begin.

The dusclops did not have a chance to move before it was slammed into the ground. Psychic force beyond anything it could withstand driving it into the dirt, and out of the match.

She loved Master. Master was light.

Master was giving commands, but Gardevoir was not truly listening. She could feel his will. Act with his thoughts. She was closer to Master than ever before.

The salamancer took to the sky. As it dove fay sparkles formed in front of its eyes. Blinded by the sudden light it could not stop itself from smashing into the ground. The salamancer could not even see when the sparkles expanded, engulfing the pokemon in a dazzling explosion.

She loved Master. Master was joy.

The walrein shot a blast of water at Gardevoir. With an effort of power she formed a barrier of will between them. Water flew in all directions, soaking Gardevoir in a harmless shower. Pushing her will forward through the walrein's attack she slammed the pokemon into and through a wall.

She loved Master. Master was purpose.

The absol used the distraction to charge Gardevoir from behind, leaping to sink its teeth into her throat. Gardevoir's arm moved up placing one finger to gently tap the absol's nose mid-flight. A pink blast knocked the absol up and away.

She loved Master. Master was life.

There were no more challengers. Around her were the bodies of those tasked to test her might. Four of the most powerful pokemon the region had to boast. She did not even have to take a single step. They could not hold a candle to her shielded in Master's love.

She loved Master. Master was everything.

Gardevoir cried out as the power, and the love, did not leave her. It would never leave her, but it faded. It was still there, just as potent and wonderful as before, but in the background. Gardevoir's body changed, back to the form she was accustomed to.

She fell to her knees, her legs unable to support her. Gardevoir's whole body tingled with pleasure. Liquid, warmer than the water covering her ran down her legs. She had came. Vaguely, she felt grateful to the walrein for soaking her, concealing her arousal.

Master was there. He gathered Gardevoir in his arms and asked if she was okay. Gardevoir smiled. Curling up she let him pick her up in his strong arms. She told him she was fine.

Gardevoir was better than fine. Gardevoir had experienced Master's love.

She wanted Master to experience hers.

AN: I hope you enjoyed. This chapter was rather light on the sexy times (or at least the sex) and it focussed more on the set up. By the end this story should have 3 chapters in total.

For those of you who didn't notice (which I think is everyone) this takes place in the Hoenn region. I put a few clues in the chapter to hint at this, but I never outright stated it. I chose Hoenn for honestly no good reason. I only bring this up because one (human) girl is also going to be involved in the sexy parts of this story, and I haven't decided who it is. If you have a favorite Hoenn girl (or any pokemon girl that can have an excuse for being in Hoenn really) you want featured in this then speak up. Her name won't be mentioned because that's just how I'm writing this, but I will describe her. If no one cares I'll probably default to Roxanne or a Hex Maniac.

I would appreciate it if you dropped a review. Also, you may want to check out my other adult story "Navi's Depravity" if you're a fan of The Legend of Zelda, or look at my profile where I post potential story ideas.