Right now, I'm in the bathroom, completely naked, as my mom is giving me a bath.
This is really embarrassing, because even though I may be only five years old physically, my mind is that of a mature boy. And here I am, fully naked while my mom runs her hands all over me.
If you're wondering why I'm going through all this humiliation, then let me tell you what she once said to me:
"You know, Sid, what I like to do the most?"
"What, Mom?"
"Giving you a bath. It feels like quality time with my son when I don't have to think about any problems I might face tomorrow."
Her words made me realize just how important this time is for her. So I don't complain, no matter how embarrassed I feel, because in the future, I might not get to see her face for who knows how long.
I still wonder when the system will start. All the skills and knowledge I asked from Aphrodite are already in my head, but the system hasn't activated yet.
Anyway, after giving me a bath, she wiped my body with a towel before drying my hair and combing it.
After all that, she dressed me in purple panties, a pink girly night T-shirt, and matching night shorts.
I felt really embarrassed standing in front of the mirror as she pulled the purple panties up my legs.
She didn't make a ponytail since I'm going to sleep soon—I usually sleep with my hair open—but she always styles my hair in the morning after our bath.
Yeah, in the mornings, she bathes with me in a rush, just so she can have a little extra time for her "hobby": crossdressing me, tying my hair into a ponytail, and doing my makeup to make me look like a beautiful girl.
Honestly, if we weren't this rich and I lived an ordinary life like other kids my age, I bet some guys would've already started hitting on me, thinking I'm actually a girl.
Sometimes, I get scared by the thought that I might actually get into the habit of crossdressing in the future.
After Mom finished my transformation into a princess, I was finally free.
I took Chesnaught with me, he's out of his Pokéball most of the time when we're at home and we headed to the garden where all my Pokémon were.
I took care of them, brushing and playing with them. And I made sure not to get dirty, or Mom would give me another bath.
I checked on the eggs too, cleaning them and doing my best to make sure they were in good condition. After finishing all that, I went back inside for dinner.
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Currently, we're having dinner, and as usual, Mom is feeding me.
"Hey, he's over five now. He can eat by himself," Dad said.
"Oh? Do you have a problem if I feed him?"
"N...no..."
Wow. Mom scared him with just those simple words. That's why the threat I gave him earlier made him sweat so much.
"By the way, Dad, you said you had something to tell me and Mom?"
"Yeah. I almost forgot."
"Do you even remember anything at all?" Mom asked, clearly annoyed.
"Sorry, sorry. But when you hear this, you're going to be really shocked."
"Don't build suspense, just tell us," Mom snapped.
"Okay. Sid, do you know the genders of your Pokémon?"
"I'm not a Pokémon expert, Dad."
"They're all female."
"Really?!" Mom almost yelled in surprise and excitement.
"Yeah."
"That's amazing! Sid, do you know how lucky you are?"
"Yeah, I know, Mom."
If you don't know, let me explain. As rare as royal starter Pokémon are, female ones are even rarer.
If someone tried to sell one, it could make them a millionaire. The price of a female royal starter Pokémon is often five to ten times higher than a male.
Why? Because only about 12.5% to 13% of royal starters are female. Not to mention, they can lay eggs, making them even more valuable.
Some people might even kill for a female royal starter Pokémon. That thought alone reminded me to be more careful.
Female Pokémon need more attention than males, regardless of the species, except for a few, like Beedrill.
A female Beedrill, for instance, can attack her trainer if she senses danger. They're far more independent than most.
Of course, it still depends on the Pokémon's personality, but gender plays a big part.
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After dinner, I checked on my Pokémon again. They were all sound asleep.
If you're wondering where they live and sleep, well, it's not less than a five-star hotel. We have professional maids trained in Pokémon care and health working in our house.
Some of them are human doctors for us, others are certified Pokémon doctors from authorized nursing colleges.
And if you're wondering why someone with that kind of qualification would work as a maid? Simple, money.
We offer a much higher salary than they'd get elsewhere, along with living accommodations and bonuses. Only an idiot would refuse that.
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After I made sure everything was fine, I returned to my room to get some well-earned rest.
After all, I did go through a lot today.
Honestly, besides the part where I had to hide my real gender, I think I had more fun at Pokémon camp than I do at home.
At least I got a ten-day break.
As I lay in bed, I thought back over everything I'd experienced.
At first, I didn't even want to go to camp. I was afraid that if my secret got out, the boys would make fun of me, and the girls would label me a pervert.
And honestly, that fear wasn't entirely wrong.
But I ended up having a lot of fun. I made real friends and Serena became my first and best friend.
Now that I think about it, I may have completely derailed the Ash-Serena shipping plot.
As I reviewed everything that happened, I didn't even realize when I fell asleep.