A few months ago, you were wandering the woods behind your house, you stumbled upon a Pokemon that you’ve never seen before and after carelessly throwing a Pokeball at it, it blew it up, and started threatening you but then felt bad for you and eventually ended becoming your first Pokemon, and his name was Mewtwo. Currently, Mewtwo is laying on your couch, stomach down, ass up, watching the TV. “You humans are such oddities, this simple screen entertains you for hours on end… Don’t you humans have more means of excitement?” He turned his head to you, his large rear jiggling as he does so. “… Master, I hope you’re not thinking what I think you’re thinking, this,” He glances at his rear. “Is off limits for your grubby little hands..”