My Pokemon Turned into Girls?!

In a bedroom spacious enough to be mistaken for a living room, Kazuki leaned comfortably against a feathered cushion on a soft chair. 

On his lap sat a little girl wearing a top hat, her tiny feet happily swinging in midair.

In his field of vision, Sabrina crouched on the carpet, her hands extended as warm ripples emanated from her palms. 

The waves passed through Aron's body, and the cracks and marks on her armor began to slowly mend. 

Moments later, Aron looked like she had been reborn. 

Her brand-new, silver-white exterior reflected a bright sheen. 

She raised her head and gave a complex glance toward the girl who had healed her wounds.

"How are you feeling, Aron?" Kazuki asked with concern as he stood up, carrying the little girl from the chair.

Aron shook her head, signaling she was fine, then let out a soft chirp: "Aro?"

Where are those two?

"Ah, Eevee and Hei are with Sabrina's Pokémon; they're in another room."

Without saying much else, Aron just asked for the location of the room and then walked out on her own. 

The defeat she had faced earlier was undoubtedly a huge blow. That deeply ingrained defiance in her bones made it impossible for her to accept being so humiliatingly overwhelmed. But defiance wasn't the same as being unable to take a loss. Even if Aron endured the most crushing and suffocating defeats, she wouldn't stoop to finding excuses for herself.

Kazuki understood this well. He wasn't worried about Aron being crushed by this setback. Even if she was knocked down by opponents far stronger than her, she would quietly lick her wounds, using the shame as fuel to double her efforts in training before seeking revenge next time.

As her trainer, Kazuki's role was to create a more efficient training plan for her. But before that, he had to fulfill the promise he had made earlier.

Sabrina stood up on her toes, silently floating in front of him. Her delicate face remained expressionless as she held out her arms. 

Understanding her meaning, Kazuki gently lifted the little girl by her armpits. Amid her cheerful giggles, he handed her over into Sabrina's arms.

Come to think of it, he still hadn't figured out who this little girl was. At first, he thought she might be Sabrina's younger sister, but their dynamic felt strangely different—something far from what you'd expect of sisters.

One of them was cold to the point of being almost unemotional, while the other was exuberant to an extreme. These two polar opposites stood together without requiring any interaction, as if they didn't even see each other as "someone else."

"Big brother, big brother~ Come play with me!"

The little girl waved her rosy hands in front of Kazuki, and Sabrina's eyes began to glow green. Suddenly, a massive city model emerged in the open space between them, rising slowly into view.

The model was exquisitely crafted and incredibly realistic. Kazuki could peer through the windows of any of the tiny houses and see neatly arranged furniture, beds, and even decorations on the walls—so detailed that it felt like someone had shrunk a real town.

The little girl reached out with both hands, giggling as she lifted the roof off the largest and most luxurious villa in the center. 

The room's furnishings were laid bare, and there, within what appeared to be a bedroom, lay a human-like doll resembling an adult woman. For a moment, Kazuki thought he saw the doll glance at him.

"That's... Mom." Sabrina spoke, her eyes showing rare flickers of emotion.

Mom… A doll representing a mother in a game of playing house? Despite her aloof demeanor, this cold girl was still, at her core, just a child.

"In that case, I'll play the part of Dad, then!"

The words had barely left his mouth before Kazuki realized he might have been too impulsive. Because, upon hearing his suggestion, Sabrina lowered her head. Her eyes were hidden beneath her bangs, making it hard to tell what she was thinking.

"Ahaha, it's not like I have to play that role! Of course, it's up to you to decide—"

"The papa doll… doesn't exist."

A soft murmur broke the silence. So, there wasn't a doll to represent the father. For a moment, he'd almost thought she was upset or offended.

In light of this… Kazuki clasped his hands into fists, creating a small figure with the base of his palms as the body and his outstretched fingers as the head and limbs. He wiggled the makeshift "puppet" in front of Sabrina, its "head" nodding under his direction.

Kazuki wasn't entirely sure if this improvised attempt would work, but judging by the sudden sparkle in Sabrina's otherwise impassive eyes, it seemed like he had struck gold.

---

Time flew by during their play, and before they knew it, the afternoon was gone. The little girl's laughter echoed nonstop, a sound so heartwarming that it put Kazuki in a great mood as well.

Sabrina didn't actively participate in the game. She just watched the interaction between Kazuki and the girl. Despite hours of childish games, she didn't seem bored at all.

"Time's up."

Suddenly aware of something, Sabrina glanced at the clock on the wall. It was already almost half an hour past six.

"What's wrong?" Kazuki asked, noticing her change in demeanor.

"Mm~ I need to go teach my students… Big brother Kazuki, let's play again next time, alright?" The little girl reluctantly placed the doll she'd been holding back where it belonged. Waving cheerfully to Kazuki, she was scooped up by Sabrina before both vanished in a flash of white light.

Teleport… It always felt magical seeing it in person. Humans being able to use Psychic-type abilities—how was that even possible? 

Was it because there was latent Psychic potential hidden within human DNA? Or perhaps, some distant fusion with humanoid Psychic Pokémon?

The long-dormant scholar in Kazuki stirred, and for a moment, he even wanted to ask Sabrina to teach him about Psychic abilities—and study its underlying principles in the process.

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"Sabrina had a lot of fun today."

Lost in thought, Kazuki suddenly heard a woman's voice echo within the otherwise empty room. A chill ran down his spine as his hair stood on end.

He looked around warily, but the soft voice came again: "Don't bother looking. I'm speaking from the bedroom of the villa."

The villa's bedroom… Kazuki instinctively looked down at the model beneath him. The first thing that came to mind was the central villa with its missing roof. There, in the uncovered bedroom, the adult woman-like doll still lay motionless.

"You didn't see wrong; it's my voice you're hearing. I hope I didn't frighten you."

That only makes it scarier! Forcing himself to accept that the doll—which didn't even have a moving mouth—was talking to him, Kazuki crouched down and brought his head closer to the open roof. 

"What… what do you mean by that?" he asked.

"Exactly what I said. It's been a long time since I've seen that child so excited… Ah, I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Sabrina's mother. You can just call me 'Auntie.'"

M-Mother?! Sabrina had referred to this as her mother's doll earlier, but wasn't that just part of the pretend game? Did it actually mean her mother was turned into this "doll?!"

"Was… was this Sabrina's doing?" Kazuki asked cautiously. Only Psychic powers that defied reason could turn a living person into something like this.

The doll let out a heavy sigh. "This was our fault…"

She began to recount Sabrina's past to Kazuki.

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The Saffron Gym had been a Psychic-type gym passed down for generations. To ensure trainers bonded deeply with Psychic Pokémon, each successor underwent systematic training to develop their own psychic abilities. Sabrina, however, was the most gifted in the gym's history.

Even as a newborn, she could move small objects with her mind. Her parents were overjoyed and dedicated themselves to nurturing her potential. Her childhood was confined to her bedroom, day after day spent honing her powers.

Their efforts paid off, and Sabrina quickly mastered her abilities. But at this point, her parents realized a severe oversight—they had concentrated so much on her talent that they had neglected to care for her as a person. With immense psychic powers and no friends to speak of, Sabrina was feared by her peers.

The loneliness stretched on endlessly, leading Sabrina to shut off her heart. Her personality grew increasingly strange and inhuman. Though her parents tried to make up for lost time, it was too late. Sabrina's powers had far surpassed theirs. Her mother was transformed into a doll left behind, while her father fled the gym in despair.

"That's why she's like this now. Both her father and I bear responsibility."

"I think I understand…" Kazuki said, scratching his head as he pieced together the family's story. "But that little girl Sabrina's always holding—who exactly is she? You haven't mentioned her."

"That… is also Sabrina. Or rather, she's the part of Sabrina that represents her humanity and childlike innocence. Even after sealing her heart, she still longed for companionship. That longing gave birth to Little Sabrina."

"I see… But now that I think about it, was I brought here because I failed the gym challenge? I mean, I haven't been turned into a doll, so—wait, don't tell me that's what she tried to do earlier!"

"Indeed," the mother confirmed with a gentle yet chilling tone. "Ordinarily, those who fail are turned into dolls until Little Sabrina tires of them, after which they are released—usually too terrified to ever challenge the gym again."

Kazuki shuddered at the thought. At the end of their battle, Sabrina had indeed tried something. Could that have been the doll transformation technique?!

"Um, you keep calling me Kazuki… Do you want me to help you with something?"

The doll's voice trembled slightly with emotion. "Yes… I want to ask if you'd do something for me. As a mother who regrets everything that happened… will you help heal Sabrina?"

Her wavering tone reflected her desperation. Kazuki's presence had brought her hope for Sabrina's recovery, and she would hold on to that hope no matter the cost.

"Well, I mean… You say that, but I'm just a Pokémon Trainer, not a psychologist or therapist. I wouldn't even know where to start."

"That's easy!" Her voice brightened, eager to seize his tentative agreement. "Sabrina's father and I once discussed ways to save her. There are currently two viable options—"

"The first is to defeat Sabrina in a Pokémon battle. She's never lost to anyone in either her psychic abilities or battles. Experiencing her first loss would stir strong emotions, potentially waking her humanity. However, considering her unparalleled talent as a trainer, this option is almost impossible."

"And the second option?" Kazuki asked, sensing an ominous undercurrent.

"The second option… is to make Sabrina fall for you!"