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In the middle of a clearing sat a lone Purrloin, tongue bathing herself. Oh has she hated getting dirty.

*rustle*

Purrloin froze, in the middle of cleaning her leg. ...Maybe she imagined it.

*rustle*

Or maybe not.

Deciding it was not her imagination, she began to ready a thunder wave.

"Snivy." Whirling around, Purrloin was blinded by a flash of light. Covering her eyes with her paws, the now screaming cat fired off a thunder wave, missing her target entirely.

"Got you now bitch!" Michael yelled, coming out of the bushes and throwing a Pokeball. The ball hit Purrloin in the head, and sucked her in. It shook once, twice, three times, and then clicked, signifying captures. "Fuck yes!" Michael cheered. He just knew it was a good idea to teach Snivy flash.

"Sni~" Said pokemon purred, jumping into her trainer's arms and pecking him on the lips. Michael rubbed her head, picking up the ball and attaching it to his belt.

"Let's see what other moves this cat knows." Michael said, pulling out his pokedex. He pulled the profile on his new Purrloin, checking her moves.

Thunder wave.

Shadow claw.

Iron tail.

Dark pulse.

"Holy shit, we hit the jackpot Snivy!"

"Snivy~" She rubbed her head on him, giving him a seductive glance.

"Not now girl, we've almost reached Striaton City." Snivy gave him annoyed pout. "It's just another mile. We'll get there, get a room, then we can have as much fun as you want, I promise." He rubbed his hand against her head, and she responded in kind.

"Vy~"

XXX An hour and a half later XXX

Michael fell back onto the bed, exhausted.

"Finally." He sighed. He hadn't really expected it to take that long just to walk a mile, get a room, and then just get to it. Having a horny Snivy on his shoulder didn't help much either.

"Snivy~" Speaking of which, said pokemon had leapt onto his lap, and was undoing his zipper.

"Alright girl, you earned it." Michael smiled at her.

"Vy~" The small green pokemon smiled lustfully, managing to get his zipper down and fishing his hardening cock out. She dragged her long, thin tongue across the head, before sticking it into her mouth and sucking greedily.

"Good girl." Michael moaned, stroking the Pokemon's small head as she sucked, eager to get his seed into her mouth. How was he so lucky as to get suck a horny little pokemon as his starter.

Speaking of pokemon...

Michael had set his backpack right next to the bed, and laid his belt, holding both Snivy and Purrloin's pokeballs on it.

Speaking of Purrloin, said dark type burst out of her Pokeball at that moment, ready to claw Michael and Snivy's eyes out.

"Purr...loin!?" The cat's eyes widened and her jaw dropped as she took in the scene in front of her. Both Snivy and Michael froze, staring at the dark type.

"Uhhh... Hey kitty." Michael said nervously. Purrloin stood there in silent shock, still trying to process what she was seeing. Snivy pulled her lips off of Michael's cock head, and waved one of her stubby hands in Purrloin's face. When the cat did not respond, a mischievous smile grew on Snivy's face. Taking advantage of Purrloin's open mouth, Snivy placed a hand on the back of Purrloin's head...

...And slammed the feline's mouth down on Michael's cock, forcing her to take the hole thing in her mouth, down to the hilt. There was the sound of chocking, and Purrloin reeled back, coughing and spitting up, covering Michael's cock in her saliva. Her eyes watering, the dark type rounded on Snivy, pissed. The green snake was laughing and pointing at Purrloin.

"Vy,Snivy Sni!" Whatever Snivy had just said, it really seemed to piss Purrloin off even more.

"Purr, Purrloin Purr Loin Purr!" The dark type hissed.

"Vy Sni Sni." Snivy responded, making a "Bitch please." motion. Michael gathered that the grass type was taunting Purrloin.

"Loin Purr Purr!" Michael wanted to break this fight up, but after seeing Purrloin's moveset earlier, that probably wasn't a good idea.

"Sni Sni." Purrloin seemed enraged at this point, as Michael could see a vein popping out of her forehead.

"Loin Purrloin!!"

"Vyyyyy~" Snivy purred. At this point Michael could see smoke fuming from Purrloin's head.

"PURR!!!" With that Purrloin did something completely unexpected: The cat turned around and wrapped her mouth around Michael's cock once more, this time just taking him about halfway. Michael gasped in shock as he felt the sucking cat's tongue on his dick. He was more used to Snivy's long, thin tongue. Purrloin's was short, thick and sandpaper-like in comparison.

But that didn't stop it from being pleasurable.

Michael groaned as he cat blew him, her furry head bobbing up and down on his shaft.

*Shlick**Shlick*

Michael turned his head towards the sound. Snivy was next to them, fingering her small hole as she watched the scene unfold.

Apparently Snivy was a voyeur too. The scene of his starter masturbating turned him on even more, and he felt his release approaching rapidly.

"Snivy Sni, Vy Snivy Sni~"Purrloin's eyes snapped open, bloodshot with rage. The cat ripped her head off of Michael's cock.

"PURR PURRLOIN PURR!!!" Before anyone could react, Snivy slipped out a vine and wrapped it around Michael's cock, pumping it up and down a few times, pushing Michael over the edge. With a gasp, Michael erupted, catching Purrloin completely off guard and covering the purple cat's face in sticky white seed. Purrloin fell back in shock, and Michael continued to erupt on the feline. About thirty seconds later, the flow finally died down. Michael let out the breath he was holding in.

"Purrrr." The ticked off sound reached his ears. Hesitantly, the trainer opened his eyes. Standing on her hind legs was Purrloin, her face, chest, stomach, and legs were covered in streaks of white, and the cat looked like she was about to murder someone.

"Sni~" Snivy wrapped her vines around Purrloin, surprising the cat. Snivy pulled the feline in close, and let her thin tongue run across the purple cat's fur, licking up her trainer's semen. Purrloin struggled, Snivy's vines restricting her front legs. Eventually, Snivy had managed to get Purrloin all cleaned off. Moving the cat to face her. Snivy opened her mouth, revealing it full of her trainer's cum. Before Purrloin could say anything, Snivy brought her forward, planting her own mouth on Purrloin's. The dark type's tail shot straight up, her fur sticking out in shock. The dark type struggled, but with her arms restrained, she eventually gave in and played along. Purrloin opened her mouth, both her and the green snake swapping their trainer's cum between each other. Having Purrloin right where she wanted, Snivy released her vines and pushed Purrloin on her back, giving their trainer a clear view of their actions. Michael's cock sprung back to life as he took in the arousing sight. He was given a view poke the two girl's crotches, Snivy's small slit

leaking her juices, and the fur on Purrloin's crotch was dark and matted, evident of their arousal. Snivy moved her body, positioning her slit, right above Purrloin's, and planted her dripping hole right against the pussy's pussy. Purrloin moaned into Snivy's mouth as said snake ground their slits together. Michael's cock jumped, this being one of the hottest things her had ever witnessed...

Well, as of this moment.

Both female's hands roamed the other's bodies as they continued the heated session. Juices were flowing out of either girl's pussy, making hot, wet, squishing sounds. Snivy began to speed up her grinding, evident of her oncoming orgasm. She pulled her mouth away from Purrloin's, leaving them connected by a thin trail of saliva. Purrloin panted, her breath coming out hot and quick, signaling she was approaching release as well.

"P-Purr~Loin~" The cat's eyes rolled back as her pleasure reached its peak. Both pokemon seized up, Snivy twitching a bit as both let out a silent scream, their combined juices spraying out and soaking the bedsheets. After a few moments, both pokemon collapsed in exhaustion, panting. Michael watched, hoping at least one of them had enough energy to get him off once more.

Fortunately, Snivy had a lot of ideas in her head.

The snake managed to push herself up. She jumped off the bed and, her legs wobbling, she made her way to the bathroom, coming out a moment later with a wash rag in her hands. Snivy pulled herself back onto the bed and walked over to Purrloin, wadding the rag up.

"Purr?" The feline asked through half closed eyes. Snivy pulled Purrloin's mouth open and stuffed the balled up rag into the cat's mouth, before wrapping her vines around Purrloin's waist and lifted her up, moving the purple cat over so that her sopping pussy was directly above Michael's rock hard cock. Suddenly, Purrloin was alert, and began struggling to try and escape Snivy's vines, giving out muffled yells in the proccess. Snivy was silent for a moment...

Then slammed the dark type down, forcing her to take Michael's all the way to the hilt in just one stroke. Purrloin let out a muffled shriek that Michael was possitive would ruin her throat. Tears poured from Purrloin's eyes as the pain took hold, the girl giving out muffled sobs. Snivy moved closer, wrapping her small arms around Purrloin.

"Sni, Vy Vy Sni~" The grass type purred, her tone soothing and calm when compared to the argument she was having with Purrloin earlier. Snivy unwrapped her vines, using one to stroke the dark type's small clit. After a few moments, Purrloin began to squirm, her pain being replaced with pleasure. Snivy slipped her other vine between her own legs, slipping it in to her sopping slit. The grass type looked at Michael, giving him a nod. Michael understood and gently grabbed Purrloin by the hips, pumping her up and down gently. Snivy took her vine away from Purrloin's clot, causing the cat to give off a small whine. Snivy brought the vine to her face, slipping it into her mouth. At this point, Purrloin was starting to pump herself on Michael's cock on her own. Snivy removed the vine from her mouth, it being sloppy with her saliva. She positioned the soaked vine at Purrloin's butt, pressing against her other, even tighter hole. Purrloin jerked, her back arching as Snivy pushed the vine into her anus, pumping it in and out furiously. At this point, the cat was in so much pleasure, she was drooling, the makeshift gag in her mouth absolutely soaked through, her pussy convulsing and squirting out juices. All this and Purrloin wasn't even cumming, though her contractions told Michael she was close, his own orgasm approaching, and judging by how fast Snivy was pumping her vine into her own slit, the little grass type was close too. Michael shut his eyes tight as the pleasure began to peak...

All at once, the three of them exploded, Michael arching his back, trying to get as much of his cock into Purrloin as possible as he painted her tunnel white, Purrloin's pussy tightening hard around him, squirting her juices all over Michael's clothes(He really needed to stop wearing those during sex), and Snivy shoving her vine in so far it pressed against her cervix, spraying thrashing around and spraying her own juices all over the bedsheets, soaking them even more. It was at least a full minute before the three finally calmed down, Michael's head falling back onto the pillow, Purrloin falling forward, the balled up rag slipping out of her limp mouth and her pussy slipping off of Michael's cock with a wet *pop*, her trainer's seed oozing from her used slit, and Snivy retracting her vines, tiredly crawling up and snuggling into Michael's neck. Purrloin at this point had passed out, Michael and Snivy feeling up for some sleep as well after this ordeal. As for Purrloin...

Maybe having this kid as her trainer wouldn't be so bad.