Tuesday, October 21, 2025

Ditto, Transform Into Sydney Sweeney

After seeing this meme I had to. Everything past here is NSFL, proceed at your own risk.

My name's Gray, and I'm a washed up Pokémon trainer. When I was little, I had big dreams. Make it out of the Kanto region, get all the gym badges and maybe even become a leader. 

Instead, I got a few badges in before I had to quit. I kept losing money to the leaders every time all my Pokémon fainted. Eventually, my mom made me get a real job stocking boxes at the department store with the Machoke.

Now I'm 44 and have nothing to show for my life. Same shitty job, a few dates but never a girlfriend. Most nights I go home, surf the web and masturbate. 

After a particularly rough day of work, I sat down and scrolled through TikTok. Watched videos of celebrities, girls online who showed off to get attention. I switched to Reddit, then saw something that caught my eye.

Holy shit. I never knew this was possible. 

If this was true, all the girls I lusted over on social media could me mine. Instantly.

So, I loaded up GlobalTradeStation.com and listed my best machoke. I'd trained it to move boxes for over a decade now, and it had gotten all the way up to level 60. After writing it up a profile reminding people that it would evolve once it was traded, I listed it, wanting a level 75 or higher ditto in return. I figured worst case, I have ditto transform into the machoke and do the same work.

In only 20 minutes, my trade was accepted. My poké ball vanished into redness. Before long, another took its place.

I was getting excited now. My plan was working even better than expected.

I sent it out. "Go, Ditto!"

"Ditto!" The pink blob of a Pokémon said, sitting there in my living room in front of my bookshelf.

It sat there, idle, seemingly awaiting my orders. This ditto was well trained, as evidenced by its advanced level reading on my Pokédex. 

Now, what to do. I opened up TikTok. Who should I start with? Just the feeling of anticipation was making my palms tingle.

The first video was my favorite actress Sydney Sweeney sitting for an interview. Her massive tits were out for everyone to see. Like she was begging me to reach out and touch them. 

Well, now I could. I turned my phone around to Ditto.

"Ditto, transform into Sydney Sweeney."


It worked. It fucking worked. 

Ditto had turned into Sydney Sweeney. And it was able to imitate her in the video to perfection.

I approached it. After imitating the video, it had stopped and was still. I reached out and grabbed ditto's tits.

Heavenly would not begin to describe it. I reached up, hooking my fingers over the chest part of the dress ditto had copied. It looked at me, staring with a still expression.

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I reached over and moved the straps off ditto's shoulders. How it was able to generate clothes, I didn't know. At this point, with Sydney sitting in front of me, I didn't care to ask.

"Ditto. Take out your tits."

Ditto's Sydney boobs bounced out, settling over its mid stomach and bouncing on its chest. My eyes narrowed as I let out a gasp of air. They were spectacular.

I reached forward, gripping one. All ditto did was look at me as I rubbed my hands over the soft flesh. Teasing the nipple with my finger, I saw its mouth open. So, it did feel pleasure from being stimulated. Then I hoped it would enjoy this as much as me.

It felt incredible, grabbing these breasts. What I'd seen online was now in front of my, my personal fantasy. Even though I was a loser of a trainer, I had one of the sexiest women in the universe here in front of me, warming to my every touch. It made all the years I'd spent as a backroom worker feel like a distant memory as I was swept up in the here and now, the pants and moans of this Pokémon turned celebrity in my apartment.

I reached down, slipping my hand between its legs. Parting the lips, I easily landed on the clit. Ditto's mouth dropped open at the slightest touch, Sydney's sexual appetite that made her very essence copied by this seasoned shapeshifter.

Reaching my fingers inside, the moans continued. I was hoping I would get some reciprocation, but the sexy model in front of me just sat there, writhing with pleasure. 

"Stroke my dick." I ordered. Instantly, her hands were rubbing up and down the length of my shaft.

The pleasure became too much. I picked it up lifting and turning before tumbling into my bed.

Before long, we were going at it. Trying different moves, positions as I felt nothing but ecstasy from years of sexual repression meeting the ultimate fantasy release.

Feeling those tits press against me, that deep, sultry voice moan aloud in my room was too much to take. Before long, I emptied my load. Shooting deep into the pussy where my dick was now buried.

I laid back, sighing. Ditto was still in bed, panting and on all fours where I'd left it.

No wonder all the Pokémon at the breeding center were always laying eggs. I knew what I'd done was absolutely depraved, yet, I couldn't hold myself back from doing more. I started searching around for pictures on my phone.

"Ditto, transform into Ana de Armas."

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