This happend when I was like 7-12 so theres no sexual implication here. I always used to think that If I was actually a trainer, I would let my team sleep outside of their balls at night when I could.
So I would sleep ALL the way at the very edge of my bed, less than an inch from the edge. So that my the smaller mon in my team could sleep on the rest of the bed, in my mind they would curl up and sleep like a dog would. I did this for several years. So long that even after I stop thinking "what if my team was real", i still slept at the edge.
So one night I'm in bed with this gril, and we go to like 2.5th base (what ever oral is), and then she fucking falls asleep (booze was previously involved). The next morning she wakes up and sees that I'm all the way at the far edge of her bed. She gets pissed and asks why I'm so far away, was she so bad to be with that I had to be all the way over there? I say I'm just a side sleeper and must have rolled over there.
She can tell im lying and tells me to get the fuck out of her appt.
So I start to drive home, knowing that pokemon ruined that relationship. So I stop at a cafe on the way home, and as I drink my tea i come to a realization that its to to focus on whats important. I'm a young man and I must accept that. So I pull out my 3DS and see who's battling on XY that morning.
No regrets /vp/.
