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Hey everyone so this is a fun little things I started for a server contest and an experiment with serialization. So thank of each "Episode" as it's own little self contained thing featuring these characters. If you read this any future ones should hopefully generally make sense. CN: for mild combat hypnosis/forced accidents. Episode 1 The Wreckit Pokemon Three Months. God had it really been three months since her whole life had briefly ended before being reset? The fact that she was living a video game after dying still seemed surreal as fuck to her but apparently death is actually quite kind and the gods are… Extra to say the least. Things have certainly gotten better for her though. I suppose it's possible to get used to anything. Hell she even has a job now as a telcom tech paying more than she's had ever before in her life and a company truck she's currently driving. She looks out at the rolling countryside and farms along route 222 heading towards Sunny Shore. Everything is quiet except the faint whine of the little four door town-trucks electric motor. A warm nose brushing her thigh and a soft chirp brings her back to reality "Evee?" "Hey pip. Yeah I'm here thanks for keeping my head in the game." The tiny fox-cat like fury brown critter has been May's constant companion since she woke up here. It was so tiny and cute what else could she call it but something gently teasing like "pip-squeak". Hence pip. "Evee!" It chirps happily before leaning into the scritches she's giving it. Her other hand flicks the turn signal to a chorus of ticking clicks as she turns on to an access road. Tires crunching on the gravel track. Before long she's at her destination. A roughly 20m cellular repeater tower that's been causing all kinds of problems. At first it was just random signal strength drop offs but then people started getting spam messages; random letters and numbers first without a phone sending it. Then increasingly rude memes. Like it was being sent like by a particularly obnoxious middle school boy. Rumors were circulating that it was the spirit of a child who had died during a test of courage at the bridge a couple clicks back. May didn't personally believe them. Nope not one bit but…She shudders and shakes her head. Ghosts or not she's got a job to do though as she flings the truck door open and hops out. The weather is unusually warm for Sinnoh even in late summer. Almost 40°C and she can already feel sweat beading on her forehead and under her arms. Cicadas or some bug type can be heard in the background, 50/50 coin toss on which it is. Even in athletic shorts and a tank top this is going to suck and she just wants to get this over with especially given her embarrassing medical issue. Reaching between her legs she squeezes. Yep still dry but in this heat the "protective underwear" she's wearing is going to turn into an absolute swamp. Cloth-backed or not. Walking around the truck as Pip hops out and sniffs around as she goes to one of the side boxes and pulls out her tool belt/harness, diagnostic comp, and other safety kit. Stepping through the leg holes she pulls the belt up to her waist before pulling the straps up over her shoulder and snapping the chest clip. Blushing slightly as adjusting the straps pulls them tight against her bust and presses her padding up against some sensitive areas. Providing a bit of perhaps not so unwanted stimulation. Shaking her head to clear it and smirking at her own reaction, she finally grabs the white hard plastic helmet with the utility company's logo on it. Seating it above her lavender dyed ponytail and clicking the chin strap. With all the prep done it’s time to actually get to work on this tower. Taking a remote in hand she taps a few buttons. With a rush of air forced from its ducted fans a large disk rises off the truck bed and hovers over next to her as she steps on it. There’s a faint ‘ctchunk’ as her shoes mag-grip the disk. “Let’s go Pip we got a tower to fix!” The Evee bounds over excitedly and with an energetic leap and kicking back legs scrambles into a pouch on her belt, head poking out. “Evee!” May nods as if in understanding before tapping the control buttons, disk rising towards the tower as she circles. AR glasses zooming and looking for obvious signs of damage. Of which she can’t see any. Thermals and EM do show weird powerflow irregularities though…. She then pings each of the 9 antennae checking the packet flow and looking for signs of intrusion. There’s nothing irregular inbound and all the firewalls have been updated. That makes her think that some might’ve jacked in locally. “Who the hell drives out to the middle of nowhere just to mess with a random cell tower though? It definitely can’t be the ghost of some pubescent troll though… Right? I mean there are ghost types but those are just weird energy based pokemon, not actual dead people right? The stories have got to be bullshit, right?” As May ponders these questions she feels a warm dampness in her crotch and squeaks in embarrassment despite the lack of anyone nearby aside from Pip. “Come on girl get together… I ain’t afraid of no ghost…” She just chuckles at her own cliche joke. Pip chuffing in apparent bemused annoyance. “Oh? Well, do you have better material?” She twists around and looks over her shoulder to stick her tongue out at the little fluff ball which lets out a seemingly amused “Evee!” Hovering over to the top platform she carefully hooks her harness to the tether and de-mags her shoes stepping off onto it. Walking over to the diagnostic terminal she plugs her tablet in and starts the long tedious job of hunting for error codes and analyzing the patterns of traffic. Sending Pip down on the mobile-platform to dig out a sports drink from the cooler for her as she digs in and gets to work…. It’s about 2 hours later: her diaper is soaked after she gave up and went, she is down two waters, 2 sports drinks, a cola and a yogurt one. She has stripped to her sports bra which looks like she just went swimming. She currently has a hot and panting Pip in her lap and is staring at the sky with bored heavily lidded eyes. “Screw it… I can’t find the problem. I’m half tempted to clock out now and drive home. I’m so tired from this heat though I might just find a hotel or camp out in the truck bed… That creek we passed looked amazing…. Or could just clock out and fall asleep here… What do you think, Pip?” The little Pokemon lets out a tired and listless “Evee”. “Yep, me too…” It’s at this moment that every error alarm on her tablet lights up at once and the screen starts to tear and flicker. Random text and images scroll across the screen and the emergency broadcast signal plays. May lets loose a short burst into her already saturated padding as she startles alert trying to scramble to her feet. Sections of cable and loose containers start to levitate and rise into the air… “What the fuuu…” There is the loud bang of a fuse panel exploding in a spray of sparks and everything goes white as May is knocked on her ass. Rolling to her knees ears ringing what looks like an AR overlay appears in the corner of her vision, pip is standing in front of her fur up and growling and there is a swirling will o'wisp looking ball of lightning in the melted wreckage of one the antennas the overlay shows a line of text. “A wild Rotom appears! Prepare for battle! The wild rotom uses ‘EW Guerilla’ . It's super effective!” May let’s a low exhale of shock and fear. “Double fuck! And hey what the hell!? That move’s not in any of the games!!” Before she can even react the rotom is moving towards them and fires off a blast of electricity. May’s eyes go wide as Pip leaps in front of her, taking the hit and is blasted against the railing with a low crunch, fur smoking. “Piiiiipppp NOOOOO!!!! That was my friend you little bastard!!!” There’s no time to help them however as more lightning blasts force her to dive and roll behind a control node cabinet. The metal paneling absorbing the blasts for now. A message appearing on the overlay that only she could see. “Your Evee has fainted.” “Yeah no shit God!! Why don’t you get off your almighty ass and come down here and do something about it!!? Huh!? Yeah, didn’t think so!!” Seeing her partner go down filled May with an anger just as white hot as the Rotom’s plasma and all she could think about was getting to her partner and getting the hell out. That and maybe teaching that weirdly aggressive rotom a lesson. Remembering her wilderness and pokemon safety training she reaches into one of the side pockets on her utility belt grabbing a texturized plastic coated cylinder and pulling it out. These specialized mini-emp grenades are designed specifically to interfere with and overload electric and certain steel type pokemon, stunning them temporarily. Every field technician gets three for self defense against these kinds of pokemon since they can be a recurring hazard. And just like in training she twists the activation ring unlocking the fire button. Pressing it she waits and counts down to the warning beeps. “ Six seconds to reach Pip and get out, ten second timer on the device. Throw on 4 and move your ass.. Okay you can do this! Just like you trained for…. One one thousand, Two one thousand, Three one thousand, Four one thousand…” She lobs the stun grenade and bolts. Moving in a diagonal to pip, chased by more electrical blasts and reaching them just as another loud k’wump pop sounds followed by a screech that can only be described as breaking glass, thunder, and a washboard distorted through a scrambled synthesizer. The rotom clearing did not like the little present she gave it. Which is May’s last coherent thought for the next minute as she scoops Pip up under her left arm and dives from the tower. Her stomach climbs into her throat tasting acid and bile as she falls through the air just managing to yell out! “Emergency! Recover operator!” The voice command brings the platform drone whirring over at the last possible second as May catches it with her right. The impact forces the opposite end up and the drone over compensates; flinging May and Pip around and dipping into a dive as it hits the deck. Plastic crunching and scattering as May and her partner are thrown clear. Pip coughs and staggers to their feet and runs over to a still stunned May. “Holy shit! Buddy, are you okay after that!?” “Evee!” followed by a weak cough and an affirmative head nod. “God I forget just how tough you are!” May growns, rolls to her knees again, trying to stand but not being entirely successful. “I feel like I just went ten rounds in an MMA match but somehow nothing broken. I guess Arcecus might have actually been listening when I yelled for him to get off his ass….. Or maybe not….” May looks up to see arcing flashes of lightning climbing down the side of the tower. Spider like as they hop from segment to segment. Apparently deciding the lightning blasts weren’t cutting it the mass of electrical plasma fire starts to flash in a tessellating pattern of multicolored squares. Flickering in and out like a broken screen or graphical glitch causing it to tessellate. It is overwhelming and out right seizure inducing in its intensity. May has zero chance as she tries to reach for another stun grenade. Her limbs lock up and she stands there drooling, brain overloaded by the optical assault. It’s at this point that her poor overtaxed bladder gives out completely and her padding, currently just as overwhelmed as her optic nerves, starts to fail. A warm stream running out the opening of her synthetic shorts and down her legs. Puddling in the dirt and her socks/shoes. On the overlay “Rotom uses ‘Confusion Ray’; it’s super effective. May lost bladder control in her confusion…” The flashing pattern ends as the Rotom is apparently taking a second to recharge and assess. May blinks awake. “What even was that and why am I… Oh no..” Her cheeks heat crimson in humiliation and she lets out a little whimper. It is very clear May has lost this fight, the coup de grace however occurs when the Rotom makes another confusion attack. Her last coherent thought for the next several minutes is. “Oh God I hope it’s not….” The overlay registers the attack a second before “The Rotom used ‘Confusion’, it was super effective! May has lost bowel control in her confusion!” …… “May has fainted!” When May comes to she’s on a stretcher, being loaded into an ambulance with Pip in her lap. “What’sat!?l I uhhh.. Huh…” One of the medic’s looks over to her and starts shining a light in her eyes. “Hey she’s awake! Ma’am can you hear me!?” She manages a low pained groan before looking up at the woman in a white uniform and helmet loading her into a VTOL shuttle. “Yeah… What happened?” “This little Gremlin…” she turns to the rotom who looks decidedly less threatening in its non attack form. Just a little ball of light and sparks. “Absolutely rocked you and your Evee. No other way to put it.” May glares at, then flushes in embarrassment. Not even wanting to think about the side effect of it’s confusion attack or the state of her diaper. “We already called your girlfriend from your emergency contacts. She’s going to meet us at the hospital. “Thank you so much, I know she has to be both worried and furious… Again more so at this little hellion.” She glares at the rotom which seems to shrink in on itself. “But after talking with her and the prefecture police captain we think we’ve come up with a solution that will allow it to make things up to you and not get it taken to a hazardous pokemon containment center…” “Oh? I’m listening?” “Evee?” Pip head tilts inquisitively “So the rotom is pretty intelligent and when it was messing with the tower it was still learning and figuring things out, it got scared and didn’t want to leave its home.” “It was scared of being evicted basically!?” May’s expression immediately softens and a look of recognition appears in her eyes. The medic nods as they lift off into the air with a low roar of turbines. “So with your permission we, that is the prefecture and the local pokemon league would like to have this rotom help you at your job as a sort of community service over knocking you around and destroying the cell tower.” She looks at the little critter again. Still massively angry but with a new feeling of sympathy. She can probably forgive it considering it was scared and reacting instinctively. “Okay…. But if you ever mindfrag me hard enough that I shit my pants again I swear to Arceus I will throw you into the ocean! Got it!” She glares at it and points sternly but all the heat has gone out of her voice. “The rotom makes a happy sounding musical tone and zips inside her work tablet. “Whelp now that weirdness is over I’m going to pass back out… I feel really tired…” “Get some rest hon, we’ll be at the hospital in ten..” May nods and both her and Pip are out instantly for the rest of the ride…

First off I'm new on here but i'm comfortable with my little self. I have tried looking for a mommy or daddy other places but