A full month had passed since Akru had come to Lomi-Lomi. The pool had been built by then and the gymnasium project was starting. Akru was having a lot of fun in the pool, and with no kids on the island to takeover he could swim in peace. His friends often annoyed him but it was out of fun rather than to be genuinely annoying. On one such occasion, Passimian came up behind him and dunked his head in the water. After resurfacing he splashed Passimian hard. Passimian then decided to make it up to him. He had Akru go up to the side of the pool while he put his hands on his shoulders. He then put his feet on the side; inserted his cock and began thrusting.

Like all non drinkable bodies of water on the island, the pool was flushed by Politoed everyday just in case residents decided to have some fun in the water. Politoed didn’t mind this as he liked having fun too. Today was no exception as he was using his long tongue to stimulate his cock. He wrapped his tongue around the cock and moved it up and down. He then moaned as he splattered cum onto the pool deck.

In the water, Akru braced himself to the side as Passimian continued thrusting. Passimian then screamed out as Akru felt his cum go into him. The cum stuck to his inside and slipped down his hole. Akru moaned as he did so and puts arms on pool deck as he rubbed his cock against the side. Passimian then took his cock out of Akru as cum from his cock and Akru’s ass came out and floated in the water. Akru then turned around and sighed heavily. Passimian then wrapped his arms around Akru who did the same. The two then locked lips and began kissing. Akru felt quite content in the arms of the big guy.

He could’ve stayed there all day, but after entertaining him for a bit he left the pool to go check on Pyroar. Yesterday the guy took a tumble and sprained his ankle so Akru took it upon himself to go check on him. Upon getting to Pyroar’s house he heard straining and upon opening the door he found Pyroar trying to stimulate his cock using the side of the bed. The ankle he had sprained yesterday was receiving a lot of pressure.

“Hey Akru, sorry for worrying you. Just trying to cum here. Want to help?” Pyroar said rubbing his cock against the bed.

“What about your ankle?” Akru asked concerningly.

“It’s all healed. Injuries here go away the next day, didn’t anyone tell you?” Pyroar asked.

Akru shook his head then realized that that was the reason he didn’t have pain when he washed up on Lomi-Lomi. Regardless, he brushed it off as odd and went on to help Pyroar cum. He had Pyroar lay on his back while he licked his cock. As he licked he couldn’t help but wonder how the island could magically make injuries go away.

The next oddity occurred when Diggersby and Sceptile, who were landscapers and arborists, were doing a tree check up near the gym. Sceptile realized a tree had to be taken down due to failing health. Sceptile cut the tree and Diggersby removed the stump and used rototiller to make the ground good for growing. Sceptile then planted a tree seed in the ground he harvested from the tree. The next day, the tree had already grown into a seedling. Akru asked about it to Granbull and Croconaw.

“Trees grow quickly here, so do flowers. It takes about three days for them to fully grow,” Croconaw said.

“Maybe the island is magical,” Granbull mused.

At the gym Akru was helping Passimian do the weight bench. While he was concentrating, he still couldn’t get over the trees and tried to link it to the pain. Passimian asked what was wrong, but Akru told him nothing.

Two days later Akru had picked a watermelon from the patch to use in a recipe he was trying. When he went back the next day to plant a seed he saved, a watermelon had already taken the spot. He asked everyone on the island and no one claimed to have planted a seed. After having witnessed three oddities in a row, Akru was adamant that he was going to find out what was going on.

The next day after work he went straight to his house to muse over his findings. Pain healing, trees going quickly, fruit within days, what did all three have in common? They certainly weren’t natural, that much was true. His thoughts then shifted to what Granbull had said about the island being magical. Akru had heard about cursed islands before, especially being a fisherman and whatnot, however all cursed islands made life miserable for all who had the misfortune of going on them. He’d never heard of cursed islands make life perfect and not giving pain but healing pain. With that in mind, he did believe magic had something to do with it. He then realized Meowstic dabbled in a similar thing, creating physical objects and psychically replacing them and such. He then left his house to find Meowstic and ask him about it. He hoped he wouldn’t mind divulging info as Akru’s goal was to find an explanation to this, not to stop it as it was quite useful.

Meowstic was at home taking a break after working three days straight. Akru knocked on the door and Meowstic used his psychic powers to open it. He was reading War and Peace while levitating orange slices. He brought one over to mouth and ate it as he flipped the page.

“Could I bother you for a moment?” Akru asked politely.

Meowstic smiled and he used his powers to materialize a bowl and bookmark. He put the orange slices in the bowl and the bookmark in the book. He laid the book down and floated over to Akru.

“You know, I actually needed a break from reading. Reading seventy-five pages straight is a bit of a strain. So, what’s up?” he asked as he looked at Akru.

“Question, how powerful are your psychic abilities?” Akru asked. He already knew the answer, but he wanted to build up to his question as to not come off as too direct or presumptuous.

“Well, powerful enough to create objects out of thin air,” Meowstic answered.

“Indeed, would you say it’s like magic?” Akru purposed.

“Yes, you could say that,” Meowstic responded with a hint of suspicion.

“Have you been using your psychic powers to heal the residents and make things grow faster. That, or have you enchanted the island in anyway to make that happen?” Akru asked.

“Um, sorry, but I haven’t done anything like that. This island does it all on its own,” Meowstic told him.

Akru couldn’t believe it. Meowstic, for all the things he could do, wasn’t the cause of the island’s oddities. Akru felt embarrassed, but was glad he wasn’t upfront in his asking.

“You know Akru, you shouldn’t really question why the island is like this and just accept it for what it is,” Meowstic said.

“Why’s that?” Akru asked.

“Some things in life defy explanation,” Meowstic told him. “If you try to find an explanation, you’ll just run yourself ragged. This is one of those things.”

Akru wasn’t satisfied with giving up, but since Meowstic was not the culprit he found no sense in trying to argue with him. He thanked him for his time and left. As he walked he realized that the culprit wasn’t a Pokémon as he had met everyone on the island and Meowstic was the only one who had magical powers as far as he knew. He then figured it must be an item on the island.

As he was looking for an unusual object he heard some moaning coming from a clearing. As he approached he saw Weavile, Machoke, Treecko, and Raichu engaging in homosexual activities. Weavile was on top of Machoke licking her pussy as Machoke licked hers. Treecko was on top of Raichu sucking his cock as Raichu sucked his. Clearly the four had orgasimed as the girls had pussy juices on their mouths and the guys had cum on their mouths. Weavile then noticed Akru standing to the side.

“Come join us,” she motioned.

“Can’t, I’m a bit busy,” Akru replied.

Raichu took his mouth off Treecko’s cock. “Is it about work? I’m sure Floatzel won’t mind if you took a sex break, you know how he is. Heck, I’m the island’s electrician and nobody cares that I take breaks as long as they get their power back,” he called out.

“It has nothing to do with work. I’m just doing some personal business. See you later,” he said as he ran off. After what Meowstic had said he didn’t want to say what he was doing as he didn’t want any more impediments.

He went to Floatzel and asked him if he knew of any strange objects on the island. Floatzel told him there was a rock on the top of the plateau that was oblong shaped that had a strange craving in it. He thanked Floatzel for the info and ran off before he could ask him what he was doing.

Akru reached the top of the plateau and started searching for the rock. The plateau had lots of trees and grass which made searching difficult. As he searched he reached a clear spot and realized he was up quite high and stopped the search to gaze at the land below. He looked in every direction available, scanning his eyes from his feet to the edge of the island. The island was indeed bigger than he had seen at first. From a near birds-eye view he could see just how developed the island was. Akru was so absorbed in its beauty that he didn’t realize a piece of the plateau started to give way. When he felt it start to give out he attempted to recoil, but wasn’t fast enough and fell down with the piece. He fell at a fast pace as the ground approached inching closer and closer. However, just when he was about to smash into the ground everything went white.

As he came to he noticed he was back on the top of the plateau sitting down. He looked over from where he fell and realized the piece was back. Akru couldn’t believe it, he was right about to die when he was saved and put right back to the moment before the incident. Akru just couldn’t understand what had happened. Then he remembered something.

Back in high school he had a philosophical teacher named Mr. Harringbow who taught him Sociology. He had told him that in dreams it is impossible to continue the dream once you die as you wake up due to the adrenaline rush your body gives off as such you will never experience the afterlife in a dream where you die because of this. Remembering that lesson, he applied it to his situation. When he fell he had a rush of adrenaline and was just about to reach a full on rush when the whiteness came. When it came it dropped his adrenaline to zero and he resumed from where he was prior to the incident.

Akru then put two and two together and came to a startling realization.

“This, this is all a dream,” Akru said in awe.

As soon as the words escaped his mouth everything around him turned into pink mist, even the very ground he was sitting on. He was now floating with pink mist all around him. It soon starting closing in on him. Akru tried to flee from it, but it cut off all exits. Akru shut his eyes and braced himself as the mist slowly engulfed him.

As he opened his eyes he saw that he was in a dimension comprised of pink clouds and a bunch of portals. He then noticed he was wearing his clothes again. As he stood up a munna materialized before him.

“Congrats, you found out about the world around you,” she said in a cheery tone.

“Who are you?” Akru asked.

“Munna, I come to people who are the most fed up with life and give them everything they ever wanted,” she remarked smugly.

“How do you know about what they want?” Akru questioned.

“Simple, I create an incident to kill them. While they’re in a dead like state I quickly go through their mind to access their desires and even their hidden desires. Once I got everything I craft an idyllic, desirable world and put them in it,” she giggled.

“What happens to the person in the real world,” Akru asked nervously.

“They merely die and everyone acts like they’re dead. Usually we get a few people who don’t need to be here, so in that case I just send them back,” Munna explained.

Akru couldn’t believe what Munna was telling him. He had actually died and had been sent to the dreamworld purgatory. He then worried about what would happen next.

“You sure had an interesting list of desires. Usually I just recreate reality with a few perks like living relatives, being rich, and getting the love of your life. You on the other hand had me making a complete world. I even had to create ways to make things logical, else you would have noticed the world wasn’t real right away. Unfortunately, I couldn’t think of a reasonable explanation for the food never running out, the pain, and the trees so I’d hope the Pokémon would give a reasonable explanation. They didn’t and by the time I did myself you caused the white out to happen and ruined everything! That was my greatest creation you know,” Munna huffed.

“Wait, the Pokémon had a conscious?!” Akru asked mortified.

“Technically, they weren’t fourth wall breaking, but they weren’t creepy zombies who are extremely saccharine. I do need to keep the illusion going,” she said.

“Why do you do this?” Akru questioned.

“I want people to be happy. I want them to get everything they desire,” Munna smiled.

“You don’t have to kill them and give them a false paradise to do that,” Akru protested.

“It’s easier and provides me with entertainment. It’s rather boring being trapped in the dreamworld,” Munna retorted. “Besides, what’s good about real life?”

“It’s real!” Akru said.

“And?” Munna asked.

Akru didn’t know what to say next. He tried to think about why real life was great when juxtaposed with the dreamworld, but only came to the real conclusion. Akru wanted to prove Munna wrong, though he had no argument. Munna saw him struggling and pushed her philosophy.

“Why have your life end in the real world when you be immortal here? Why live in a world where food is expensive and can be in shortage when you can have respawning food and a person who can make food out of thin air? Why be homeless when you can have permanent residence here?” she interrogated.

Akru said nothing, he was getting hurled questions and couldn’t answer them back. He then conceded and stayed silent.

“Akru, you can go back. All you need to do is never say that the island isn’t real or a dream,” Munna consoled.

“No, I want to go back to the real world as it’s not fake,” Akru said softly.

“That’s all that you need to go back huh,” she said half-heartedly. “Fine, you’ll go back. Life will resume from the moment you woke up before the storm happened,” she said as she opened a portal to the real world.

Akru went through the portal and was zapped back to Cordole City. Munna watched as the portal closed. She then gave a slight smirk as she went to check on the other portals.

Akru woke up on his friend’s couch. He was back in the real world. He then realized he was going to be late for work. As he got up and got ready he was still upset over not being able to answer Munna’s questions. Even back in reality he still couldn’t find answers as to why it was great. He was completely blank. He also started to be unsatisfied with his decision.

As he walked to work he was still conflicted, but made an effort to concentrate. At work he did what he did every day. His boss was still overbearing making Akru start to miss Floatzel’s laxness. When the shift was done he went home only to find that his account still frozen, limiting his funds. Despite doing the same things he always did, he did make an effort to find a place to live. It ended with him only finding places out of his price range, or if they were within range they were filled up with other people wanting affordable housing. Akru laid back on the couch defeated. He yearned for his world back, sure it wasn’t reality but it wasn’t as crummy as it. He then started wondering how he could get back to it.

Munna said she created incidents to kill people who were fed up with life. Akru figured she wouldn’t pull it again with him and since he didn’t want to commit suicide he was at a loss. Yet, even if he got back would it be the same? Would everyone remember him? Would Munna mess with it to teach him a lesson? Akru didn’t know, but assumed it would be different since it all turned to pink mist. This idea upset Akru, everyone he made friends with in the dream wouldn’t be back. Akru didn’t feel like going back anymore.

Not wanting to send the whole day pouting Akru decided to go shopping to cheer himself up. It didn’t, as almost all the Pokémon he came across were the ones in his dream. Lopunny, granbull, politoed, they were the same gender as them too making Akru worse. He couldn’t even go past a croconaw without shedding a tear.

It eventually got to him and he went down to the docks to burst into tears. Just then, he heard someone come up behind him. Akru turned around a guy in a mask held a gun to his heart. Not wanting to get shot Akru reached for his wallet, but before he could grab it the guy pulled the trigger and everything went white.

When Akru opened his eyes he was back in the dreamworld. However, this time a portal to Lomi-Lomi Island when in front of him.

“Welcome back,” a familiar voice called. “Your paradise is waiting for you.”

Munna materialized in front of Akru again. She had that same cheerful expression she wore before.

“Why did I come here?” Akru said hoping Munna understood what he meant by that.

Munna did and explained, “Second time guests come here as I have to give them a new world as I usually delete the original from existence. I saved yours though seeing as it was my greatest creation.” She said the last part while trying to keep a straight face.

“Will everything be the same?” Akru asked.

“Indeed,” Munna responded. “You’ll resume the dream from the moment you woke up before everything disappeared and everyone will still know you.”

“Thanks,” Akru replied.

“Mind you, if you do that again you can never go back,” Munna cautioned.

“Right,” Akru said. “Um, could I alter the dream now that I’m aware it is a dream?”

“Absolutely, but before you go back as we don’t want too much corruption now. So, how would you like me to alter it? I can do anything,” Munna said.

“Ok, could you make the island a bit bigger, and add two more Pokémon to the island, a male and a female,” Akru asked.

“Sure,” Munna responded.

Munna then shot a psywave at the portal. The portal absorbed it and rippled before settling down.

“All done, everyone will act as if the island was always this way, and the newbies will arrive as castaways over the next few days,” Munna told him.

“Also, could you make it so that I can’t think the island is fake or a dream?” Akru asked.

“Of course,” Munna said.

She then told Akru to close his eyes and when he opened them up he would be back on Lomi-Lomi and would never know the island is fake. Akru did as instructed as Munna got on the top of his head.

“This will be the last time we meet so goodbye,” she whispered softly.

Akru opened his eyes again and he was in his bed on Lomi-Lomi. He pulled off the covers and saw that he was naked again. He then got up and went outside. This time, he went straight for breakfast. After eating a whole watermelon he went for a walk and came across the four making out again. Once again, Weavile asked him to join and this time he said yes. Why wouldn’t he? After all, he had plenty of time.

-The End-