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>You wouldn't fuck a pokémon.
>You're sure there's some sort of trainer code that looks down - way down - on that sort of thing. Being an upstanding trainer is your life. You win because you do things by the book, and the book doesn't say anything about intimate relations with one's pokémon being okay. In fact it implies the opposite. How could you live with yourself? How could you do battle again and look your opponent in the eye, knowing what you know, having been where you've been.
>They would be able to see it; to smell it on you like a sweet, sickly perfume. A sinful miasma. They wouldn't say anything of course, but you'd catch them looking at you sideways only to quickly glance away when they notice you've noticed. And you're certain you'd soon find your reputation no longer carrying the clout it once had as the rumours circulated like a venereal disease among the tight-knit trainer community. You'd be an outcast, eventually a pariah. Maybe they'd even take your pokémon away and give them to more responsible owners. Trainers who are just a little less sick, less perverted. You could lose everything.
