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Chapter 2 is up ^^ The third and final chapter will probably be a thing soon.

Markus had not seen his buddy, Philip for sometime, and he was becoming rather concerned. Eventually, Markus decided to head over to Sunyshore City and check if his friend was alright.

He arrived at around noon to find all the lights off and the curtains drawn. He knocked a few times on the door and stepped back, no response. He knocked again, more frantically really starting to worry. Only then, Philip answered the door.

Philip looked tired, standing in a stained T-shirt and very baggy jeans, but he had an absurd grin on his face.

"Phil! Where the hell have you been man? I aint seen you for weeks!" Markus exclaimed, feeling relieved.

"Oh ho Marky, it's been a great few weeks. I think I might of bought the greatest thing in my life"

"What'cha get?" Markus asked, now generally confused.

"I guess I can show you, but you can't stay long, I gotta get back at it." He grinned.

Cautiously, Mark stepped into the building and followed his friend up the stairs. The house was a mess, and Markus found himself carefully stepping around junk skewed all over the floor. They walked into Philip's room which was the worst room of all; Philip had to shove the door just to get it past all of the rubbish in his room. As soon as the door was opened a stench attacked Mark's sense of smell; the unmistakable musky scent of human sperm. Philip grabbed a blue pokéball, a dive ball, off his bedside table and briefly cradled it in one hand. In a blast of light, he sent out a Pokémon. Markus did not know what species it was at first, he had never seen one. It was small, and blue, and looked like a congealed blob of water. It had a red gem encysted in it's torso and blue markings around its eyes. Markus's mind raced back to when he was in Poké School. He realised what Pokémon it was and everything suddenly made sense. It was a Phione.

Philip laughed as Mark's eyes widened. "Ya know what these beauts are for right?" Philip asked grinning.

"That's just some dumb rumour, it's not true." Markus replied, assuring himself it had to be true.

"It's true Mark, I heard from a friend where ya could get one of these and thought I'd try it out myself. It worked, and I've been doing it all day everyday for weeks."

Everyone knew the old rumour that circulated around school. Capturing wild Phione, and buying and selling of them is illegal, supposedly because there were dangerous few Phiones in the world. Teenage boys had always found an alternative reason which they had all found much more appealing. Supposedly, there was a tight hole at the bottom of a Phione, and if you were to slip it over your erect cock, it would feel great. An unconditional reflex drives the Phione to pulsate strangely and massage your dick, and it would not stop until you take your dick out, regardless of if the Phione likes it or not. At least that was the tale often shared amongst horny boys, and Phiones had quickly been dubbed as 'trouser slugs'; as you could keep them in your trousers and they kinda looked like slugs. Markus could not believe that Philip had went as far as to buy one and try it out.

"Where'd you get her?" Markus asked, just assuming she was a female.

"There's a guy who hangs 'round the back of the Poké Mart, if ya slip him 20,000 Poké Dollars he'll give ya one."

"You really risked 20k on something that probably didn't even work?" Honestly Markus was not that surprised, Phil had never been exactly fiscally responsible.

"I took the risk and it payed off dawg! But I guess you'd want proof." With that Philip picked up the squirming Pokémon with one hand and stretched out the front of his trousers with the other. From the look on the panicking Pokémon's face, it did not like Philip. Regardless, Phil descended the creature into the depths of his jeans. It took him a second to slot his boner into the Pokémon, and once he did he let go of his jeans completely. He now had an absurd bulge in the front trousers which made it look like he was packing some massive junk. But unlike a huge member, the bulge was spasming and convulsing strangely, producing strange sucking sounds.

Philip moaned loudly, "Uhh... it feels so good man... you don't even know... so much better than my ex." Markus did not really know how to feel about all this. A part of him was stunned and disgusted, like this had to be straight up PokéPhillia, and probably also rape. But the other half was insanely jealous, but he knew he was too proud to ask for a turn. What both sides did agree on is that he had overstayed his welcome. "Uh yeah, I'm just going to go, have fun I guess" Mark said as he backed away. "Byeee Maaarrk" his friend moaned in response.

With that, Markus left, and went on with his day. As expected, his thoughts went back to his friends convulsing crotch no matter how hard he tried to dispel it from his mind. He knew what he was going to do that night, and did not even humour the idea of maintaining his integrity.

The moon was high in the sky by the time he left the Sunyshore Hotel. He snuck through the streets feeling like a criminal, carrying nothing but his clothes and 20,000 Poké Dollars; knowing that it was likely he's just going to get himself straight up mugged. He walked through the dodgy alleyway down the side of the Poké Mart, seeing faces in every shadow. It's there he spotted an actual face, the face of a man with his back against the wall. He also noticed subtle vibrations coming from the man's crotch and the familiar suckling noise produced by a Phione. He passed the man the cash and he quickly counted it out, then tossed a Pokéball right at Markus without looking up. Markus clumsily caught it, and clutching his treasure he retreated. He considered briefly checking to see if it actually contained a Phione, but he had no idea what he would do if it didn't. Instead, he left, and returned to his hotel room.

He sat down on his bed and just waited a moment holding the expensive Pokéball in both hands. Like his friend's, it was too a dive ball, which he guessed was a good sign. Taking a deep breath, he pressed in the button, releasing the Pokémon contained inside. With a glad smile, he saw the familiar blobby shape of a Phione, but the more he stared at it the more it just did not like right. The Pokémon looked up at him with eyes surrounded in gold. It's body was somewhat wider, and it had two tasseley bits protruding from it's head in place of one. He stared into it's eyes, almost as confused as the Pokémon he was looking at. After a moment, he remembered the Pokédex that Professor Rowan had given him, and went and found it in his rucksack.

Blowing the dust off the old pocket encyclopedia, he pointed it at the Pokémon. That's how he found it out was a Manaphy, the rarer of the two guardians of the sea. He wondered if it was a mistake that he was given this briefly, but that question was soon overpowered by a more important question; would it still meet his needs?

"Ermm, hi little ermm, Manaphy" he staggered out. The Pokémon looked sad and scared, and he could not help but feel sorry for it. If she was a Phione, he would've assumed it had been churned out from a sick and twisted Pokémon breeding center from the likes of Team Galactic, who would happily exploit Pokémon for their own gain. Since it was a Manaphy, it was more likely it's entire squad had been caught in a fishing nets by some Pokémon poachers. He was conflicted between leaving the poor creature alone, or ramming it onto his dick as quickly as possible. He chose to an attempt the middle ground, and held out his hand to the Pokémon. "I won't hurt you, I don't know what them men did to you, but I'm not cruel like them." he said, then he paused, before adding "But erm, I did buy you for a purpose."

He let that sit for a moment wondering if the Pokémon even understood him. It seemed to settle down a bit. That's how he ended up sitting on his bed, talking to a Pokémon. He told it a bit about himself, and what he had saw at his friend's house today. The Pokémon seemed to of calmed down, and had now curled up and seemed to be listening to his every word. It's then that Markus remember that his new Pokémon need a name.

He considered for a moment, then decided to go with "Princess", which the Manaphy seemed to like it. Yeah it was lame, but he had always wanted to have a princess wrapped around his dick. He had not forgotten his reasons for buying her, and then decided to just kinda awkwardly whip out his dick. Much to his surprise, the Pokémon rose and approached his exposed penis. He realised that the Pokémon must be pretty smart, not only had it understood what he told her but she had also figured out that if she did not do what he wanted she might end up back with them other people. He leaned back on his bed as he felt the Manaphy's squishy body brush up against his dick. He had been hard for quite a while, but he was glad that he had resisted the urge just to rut her senselessly into the ground; he felt somewhat better knowing the Pokémon at least had partial choice in all this.

Suddenly, and surprisingly, the trouser slug mounted him all at once, plunging his dick into her depths. Princess was pleasantly cool, in stark contrast to his warm manhood ploughing through her. As soon as he was all the way in, the most amazing thing started happening. She started to shrink as her entire body tightened inwards, squeezing around his cock and pressing in as hard as possible. She then started to ripple up and down, both inside and out. The same wet suckling noise he had heard back at Philip's made it sound like he was receiving a blowjob. But this felt so much better than a blowjob. He considered how he could never go back to masturbating, he was not sure if he would even feel anything after experiencing this. But, if everything went to plan, he would never have to find out.

To his surprise, the trouser slug was moaning along with him. She was enjoying this? That made Markus feel somewhat better. Princess kept massaging his dick up and down, at every moment there were several ripple constricting around his dick. After only a few minutes, Markus came hard into Princess, and both moaned out in unison. Mark watched his cum drift up and around her petite body, before dissipating completely. He was part of her now.

Markus has neither the willpower or the energy to take her off his dick. There was also no way he was going to go soft, as she kept pulsating as long as he was in her. And so the night continued, he shot load after load into his new trouser slug and she seemed to be moaning along with him, contented.

A dusty beam of sunlight shone through the hotel's windows as Markus woke up. Yet to open his eyes, he still felt the amazingly pleasurable feeling on his shaft. As it turns out, both him and Princess fell asleep while he was still inside her. Presumably she had been pleasuring him all night long, and he had no clue how many loads he had shot up into her. With a wet plop, he pulled her off his dick, and Princess whimpered, feeling strangely empty.

Markus left the hotel room and headed out into the world, resuming his Pokémon journey. Princess became an integrated member of his Pokémon party. The two became inseparable; metaphorically by day, literally by night. The two traveled, trained, played, and fucked as often as they could. It turns out Manaphy really hated pokéballs, which Markus could understand; so she preferred to ride his shoulder when she could not ride on his cock. She also turned out to be pretty playful and mischievous. One morning Markus woke up in the hotel room he was staying at. Whilst getting dressed, he opened his pants draw, and Princess leaped out and attacked then mounted his exposed cock. It always felt as good as it did the first night, if anything it only got better as his trouser slug explored new techniques.

Markus's determination had been awoken too. Him and his Princess were going to fight and then fuck through all the Pokémon gyms, and then take on the Sinnoh league themselves! But for now, he was willing to take each long night as it came.