This story was a request for Shayna who wanted to be captured by a pokemon.
The aspiring new pokemon trainer Shayna was taking a walk in the forest. It was the day before she would receive her pokemon to start his journey. She wore a blue t-shirt, blue pants, white socks and black shoes. Her skin was white and she had brown hair. The ten year old stopped as she spotted a rather strange sight. What she saw in front of her was a Pikachu, but not just any Pikachu this one had red fur on his body. Stranger still he had a belly button. She grinned as she figured that this must be a new type of Pikachu. The creature had a rather cute smile, he seemed to be hiding something behind his back. As soon as she got close to the red Pikachu. She felt sleep powder being blown on her face. It had come from the Pikachu's hand. That was the last she saw before everything went black.
She awoke next to discover she was laying a boulder which made his body arch. Her wrists were above him and he couldn't move his ankles, they had been secured to the boulder by a rope wrapped around them. She noticed her shirt was remove revealing her pink bra. Her belly still contained a small amount of baby fat still being ten, but it just made her belly cutely round. She looked to her right and saw the red Pikachu standing next to her. The Pikachu still had that friendly smile on his face.
"Um why did you tie me up?" Shayna asked.
"Hehe simple you seem really cute so I want to tickle you for awhile." The Pikachu spoke.
Shanya's eyes widen as the Pikachu spoke to her. Knowing the little guy understood her would make things much easier. She saw the Pikachu's fingers hovering over her defensless belly ready to begin the torture. She decided to press how this guy could talk later.
"Do you have a name?" Shanya asked.
"Yeah it's Jet." The Pikachu smiled.
He dug his fingers into the helpless trainers belly. He skittered them all over it, he watched the girl squirm around laughing up a strom from the assault. He wiggled his pinkie finger into Shanya's belly button. A cute squeal busted out of his captive as a result. He moved his fingers into Shanya's pits making her laughter shoot up high. After a good thirty minutes of this he stopped to allow his captive to breathe.
"My name is Shanya by the way." Shanya panted.
She got in as much air as she could. She was so busy panting she failed to see Jet holding a feather in his hand. She watched as the feather hovered just inches from her heaving belly. She knew this was going to be awhile.