Mark was an increasingly successful trainer, and he owed it to his unique method of Pokémon motivation. At first, it had been a weird night he was sure he would never repeat, but after experiencing the results, he'd sworn off human women entirely.

Mark hadn't believed his luck when he'd met such a powerful, rare Pokémon as a Kommo-o, but after catching her and finding out she was female, he was sure it was meant to be. The fight had been hard enough, but he'd been impressed by her first battle under his command. They were not entirely in synch yet, and he had a feeling a Pokémon that proud would take some training.

"You did really well today," he told her as she was released from her ball. He'd made camp for the night, deep in the wilderness- people tended to be judgemental when he showed affection to his team the way he liked to. "C'mere."

He held out his arms, asking her to come close. He was a pretty big, well-built guy. You had to be, when your lovers were super-powered creatures. And yet, few of them could even compare to the beautiful beast before him.

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