When Lorze woke up, it was already the next day. He found himself completely naked, covered only by a thin blanket.
The young man groggily leaned against the wall and sat up, feeling as if he had just had a very strange dream, like transmigrating to the Pokémon world...
Just then, a gentle and ethereal female voice rang in his ears. This was the kind of voice he, a virgin since birth, had always dreamed of—
"You're awake. Are you feeling alright?"
Looking towards the source of the sound, Lorze froze, instantly realizing that he was not dreaming.
He gulped.
A figure with a slender, fair, and clean physique sat with her legs together about three or four meters away from him, looking like a gentle and quiet woman. Under the dim and hazy light, she appeared increasingly graceful and beautiful.
However, in stark contrast, the oppressive aura in the surrounding air was unmistakably real. Such formidable strength... this was absolutely Mewtwo herself without a doubt!
Wait! He was currently completely naked. Could it be!? The young man's cheeks flushed crimson. He hurriedly wrapped the blanket tighter around himself, shrinking into the corner and shivering!
Mewtwo was not surprised by this reaction at all: whether human or Pokémon, the first reaction upon seeing her was invariably fear.
In fact, she had completely misunderstood... but her words serendipitously hit the mark.
"When I found you, you were unconscious and drenched... I helped you out a little bit. Other than that, I didn't do anything else, so don't overthink it."
So she didn't do anything else? For some reason, Lorze actually felt a little bit disappointed.
After saying this, Mewtwo's cheeks turned slightly red, feeling a bit guilty.
With a flick of her finger, she deftly used her psychic powers to pull a set of clothes out from the shadows.
"Your previous outfit was too torn. If you don't mind, wear this. I'll go find some Berries for you to eat."
Since he was afraid of her, she decided to give the young man some space to be alone and planned to leave.
"Um! Big Sister—"
Hearing how he addressed her, Mewtwo, who had her back to the young man, paused. She turned her head and pierced the young man with a chilling gaze, making the already curled-up Lorze shrink back even more.
"Do not call me that!"
Mewtwo felt a bit regretful. Actually, she had no ill intentions; it was just instinctual that she...
But right then, the young man added another sentence as if he refused to give up—
"Anyway... thank you very much!"
It hit Mewtwo's heart like a critical strike. Unable to suppress the joy bubbling within her, she hastily fled the scene.
While picking Berries, Mewtwo's mind raced. This human was actually not afraid of her? He also looked like he was recovering decently...
But the most important thing was, he called her Big Sister? Big Sister...
It was the first time she had been called that. It felt... kind of nice?
After Mewtwo left, Lorze thought about getting up to move around, only to realize that his whole body was aching. In the end, he had to force himself to change into the sportswear Mewtwo had found: it was well-fitting, breathable, and actually quite comfortable?
The young man had no choice but to close his eyes and rest, his mind filled with all the fantasies he had about coming to the Pokémon world...
Even though he didn't reincarnate into a wealthy family, receiving help from the Alpaca and Mewtwo right at the start wasn't too bad.
—Until Mewtwo's voice rang out again.
Returning to the cave, she carried a huge pile of Berries and placed them in front of the young man. Lorze instantly recognized the Pecha Berries from the games. He picked one up and started munching on it—plump, juicy, and very sweet.
Seeing Mewtwo sitting far away to the side, Lorze took out a Berry and held it out to her: "Aren't you going to eat, Big Sister?"
Crap! He said it subconsciously! The young man nervously covered his mouth—
Unexpectedly, Mewtwo didn't get angry. Instead, she asked tentatively.
"You aren't afraid of me?"
"After all, you saved me, Big Sister, so why would I be afraid? Come and eat together with me."
Mewtwo lowered her eyelids. After a mental struggle, she sat down next to the young man.
Her thick, fair, and tender thighs inadvertently brushed against Lorze, and a refreshing, faint fragrance tickled his nose.
The innocent virgin young man's heart began to race like a deer—
The body heat of the opposite sex... In his entire life, he had never even held a girl's hand!
Seemingly sensing his strange behavior, Mewtwo brought her face closer.
"What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
Because she had always been a bit far away before, he couldn't see clearly until this very moment, finally able to see Mewtwo's delicate face up close.
Her eyelashes perfectly showcased a woman's liveliness, her small mouth was as lovely as a cherry, and that warm breath made Lorze unable to stop himself—
"N-Nothing! I just think... you're very beautiful, Big Sister."
"S-Saying such weird things!"
Mewtwo's entire body trembled. She hastily turned her blushing face away and silently started munching on a Berry...
After a long while, she suddenly spoke up: "What is your name?"
"Lorze."
"It's a nice name. Mmm... My name is Mewtwo, that's all."
When it was time to rest at night, Lorze and Mewtwo lay on their sides back-to-back, each drifting off to sleep with their own thoughts.
Sunrise and sunset couldn't be perceived inside the cave. Lorze hadn't kept track of the days, and he didn't know how long had passed.
In the process of slowly getting familiar with Mewtwo, he also figured out her temperament.
Although she said one thing but meant another, she really knew how to take care of people—a gentle, tsundere Big Sister!?
An 18-year-old virgin like him had absolutely zero resistance to such a character archetype...
On this day, Mewtwo was leaving the cave again to find Berries, but Lorze volunteered, standing up and stating that he wanted to go with her.
He had recovered quite nicely and was capable of moving around!
"Suit yourself. If you die out there, don't blame me."
"It's fine, because you're very strong, Big Sister!"
Mewtwo raised an eyebrow. The slight upward curl of her lips was clearly harder to suppress than the recoil of an AK-47~
...
Lorze stood comfortably outside the cave and stretched lazily.
Green trees, sunshine, and a gentle breeze—long time no see!
"Stay close to me."
Mewtwo's pace was not fast, and she silently used her psychic powers to clear away the obstructive branches and leaves for the young man.
After arriving at the forest laden with plump Berries, she suddenly released a powerful wave of psychic energy, plucking a few of each type of fruit and bringing them directly to Lorze.
The young man sat cross-legged under the dappled tree shadows, munching on a Pecha Berry while looking around.
Oddish, Pidgey, Caterpie... all those weak Pokémon were hiding in the dense bushes or up in the tree canopies without exception.
The 'Pressure' Ability might not be that useful in game battles, but in reality, the oppressive aura was no joke...
This must be the reason why the weak Pokémon didn't dare to approach, right? Lorze couldn't help but recall how scared he was when he first woke up.
Although Big Sister Mewtwo was very kind-hearted, her personality was just too reserved and awkward... It was inevitable that everyone misunderstood her.
"Is everyone hiding from you, Big Sister?"
"Whatever, I don't care." Mewtwo said while turning her head away.
Lorze raised an eyebrow—he clearly saw a flash of loneliness in her clear eyes just now. That aggrieved, pitiful look was entirely visible to him...
She must still be holding a grudge about this, right?
Because she was a cloned Pokémon created by Team Rocket, Mewtwo's strength was unquestionable.
But correspondingly, her psychology was actually quite immature. She was especially clueless when it came to interpersonal relationships, which he could easily feel during their time together.
Since she had saved him, he should do something for her in return.
"Ahem!"
Lorze put on a show of clearing his throat and held up the half-eaten Pecha Berry in his hand.
"To everyone hiding! The Big Sister next to me wants to eat Berries and play with you all! But she's just too shy and embarrassed to say it out loud~"
Mewtwo, who was carefully chewing a Pecha Berry, instantly spat out everything in her mouth with a "Pfft"—
"Cough, cough, cough! W-What are you doing!?"
But... a few brave Pokémon slipped out from between the bushes and leaves, carrying a hint of hesitation as they inched their bodies towards them in small steps.
Lorze smiled and immediately grabbed the Berries Mewtwo had picked, tossing them towards them. Using food to win them over!
"Munch, munch—"
Two Oddish and a Pidgey happily accepted the young man's Berries and began to feast joyfully.
"Big Sister Mewtwo isn't scary at all, right? I was actually saved by her, so she is a very kind-hearted Pokémon!"
Lorze projected his voice loudly—after all, he wanted all the hidden Pokémon in the vicinity to hear him clearly.
"N-No, I'm not that kind-hearted..."
Mewtwo weakly retorted in a low voice, but Lorze gave a wicked grin—because her large tail, swaying unconsciously, had already completely exposed her true thoughts!
Seemingly moved by Lorze's enthusiasm, the hiding Pokémon revealed themselves one after another—every single one of them received a plump Berry from the young man.
In fact, many of them were quite curious about Mewtwo; it was just that they never dared to approach due to that powerful oppressive aura.
Faced with the sudden cacophony of sounds, Mewtwo felt dizzy.
Lorze gently nudged her with his elbow, gave a thumbs-up, and flashed a bright, sunny smile.
Mewtwo snorted dismissively. Tch... she was the synonym for power; how could she not handle such a minor scene!?
She waved her hand stiffly like a robot, her expression and tone exceptionally unnatural.
"Uh, hello... everyone?"
Hearty laughter rang out through the forest. Mewtwo's awkward appearance amused everyone—including Lorze.
The young man sat to the side, resting his chin on his hand, witnessing the entire process of how the shy but understanding Big Sister mingled and became one with everyone.
The place had transformed into a relaxed and cozy tea party, which lasted until they waved goodbye to each other.
Lorze stood up, feeling very satisfied, but suddenly he was hugged from behind by a pair of slender arms. Smooth and delicate skin pressed tightly against his back, and the temperature of Mewtwo's body penetrated his clothes, transmitting straight to his heart.
"Big Sister Mewtwo!? W-What's wrong!?"
She closed her eyes and pressed her cheek tightly against Lorze's cheek.
"...Thank you."
From the moment she was "born," she was the strongest, wandering the world aimlessly.
Precisely because she was so powerful, she found everything dull and boring. Therefore, day after day, she holed up in Cerulean Cave—her comfort zone.
But behind that, being alienated because of her intimidating aura, no matter how you put it, actually... made her feel a little wronged.
Saving Lorze was just a whim. She had planned to send him to the nearby Cerulean City once he fully recovered.
But the proud Mewtwo had never thought that she would instead be healed by the very human race she looked down upon...
Besides this, there was also a distinct emotion she couldn't quite name, that feeling of her heart racing like a deer...
It sprouted from the first "Big Sister", grew continuously during their time together over these past days, and had now become intensely strong.
She couldn't let it continue like this. She decided to endure the pain and cut ties with this beautiful time.
She closed her eyes and pressed her cheek tightly against Lorze's cheek.
"...Thank you."
Mewtwo's warm breath hit Lorze's neck. That indescribable and distinct emotion instantly transformed into primal lust, like a prairie fire. She did not release her arms; instead, her eyes darkened slightly. Powerful telekinesis was abruptly activated, and with a riiiip, the already flimsy sportswear on Lorze's body was instantly shredded into rags.
"Big Sister? You..." Lorze turned pale with fright. Before he could finish his sentence, he was gently but irresistibly pinned down onto the grass covered with dappled tree shadows by Mewtwo.
Mewtwo straddled his waist, her thick, powerful, and sensitive tail wrapping around Lorze's thigh unbearably. Her fair and delicate skin had already flushed with the pink hue of lust. Her virginal body couldn't stop trembling as it pressed against Lorze's hard and thick cock, which had long since stood proudly erect due to his virgin instincts, with absolutely no distance or barrier between them.
"I... I don't know what this feeling is, but I want you, Lorze." Mewtwo's voice echoed directly in Lorze's mind. Stripped of her usual arrogance, all that remained was a seductive charm mixed with heavy panting.
She clumsily thrust her slender waist. Relying on instinct, she aligned that scalding hot meat rod with the never-before-explored, already muddy and messy secret flower hole between her legs. Then, clenching her teeth, she abruptly sat down on it.
Squelch—
"Ah ha..." Mewtwo violently threw back her slender neck, letting out a sweet, high-pitched moan. The tight, warm, and frantically writhing meat walls instantly bit down hard on the massive intruder. The tearing sensation of being forcibly stretched open intertwined with the numbing, overwhelming pleasure crashing into her like a tsunami, causing her mind to go completely blank.
Looking at this usually aloof and even terrifying Mewtwo now riding him up and down like a girl in heat, Lorze's rationality was also devoured by lust. He reached out with both hands, forcefully kneading the two mounds of soft, sensitive snowy flesh on her chest, while his waist naturally began to thrust and pound upwards violently.
"Mmh! It's too deep... ah, ah... I'm going to be broken... Lorze's big cock... it's so hot..."
Tears mixed with extreme pleasure overflowed from the corners of Mewtwo's eyes. The roots of her fair, plump thighs tightly clamped down on the man's narrow waist. Obscene wet sounds and the slap, slap of bodies colliding echoed through the quiet forest. Viscous, transparent love nectar continuously dripped down from their tightly joined private parts, turning the dry fallen leaves beneath them into a muddy mess. This sudden, violent copulation completely crushed her proud self-esteem beneath the erupting, overwhelming pleasure.