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Many people weren't aware of how things were changing in the Pokémon world ever since that mischievous Mew started changing things.

Tony was one of those people.

The poor rat had no idea what was in store for him as he started up his day. The Pokémon champion was just one badge away from completing his entire collection, and tomorrow was the big day. He had hardly slept with how excited he was, even though it was still a day out. He walked out of his nice hotel bedroom and into the adjoining kitchen.

Being good at Pokémon battles had its definite benefits. He lived a life of lavish luxury from the prize money he accrued along his path to be a Master, and each new money match only added on top of that. It was definitely hard work training his team, but it was absolutely worth it for the rodent.

Tony grabbed a small scone and spread some Razz Berry jam on top. A small breakfast before his training session was all he could eat with how knotted up his stomach was. He needed to train hard today so that him and his team were at the top of their game come tomorrow! There was no room for error in either his team's performance nor his own decision-making skills!

The light brown rat threw on his favorite workout outfit and headed towards the door. Near the entrance of the hotel room was his belt filled with his Poké Balls. He smiled and felt his heart skip a beat as he saw all six balls and thought about his team, each one being the perfect Poké Ball for the given Pokémon to make them as happy as possible. They had been through thick and thin together, every single one of them having been with him since nearly the beginning. He couldn't help but grin as he thought about how well they all had done! He grabbed the belt and strapped it on tightly, rubbing over the Poké Balls before heading out the door!

Since this was a nicer hotel, they had more than a dozen different battling arenas. Each one was built for different types of fights, but for now Tony simply wanted the most basic one. He was going to be doing a Gym battle against Emit, whose gym was a full Colosseum with a regular arena. The best one in the entire hotel was the roof of the tall building, so he had reserved it for the day so he could get some heavy practice in.

He headed to the elevator, trying his best not to sprint with how excited he was. He knew this was just a practice run, but his mind was still filled with nervousness and elation at the thought of finally getting that last badge. He pressed the button and looked out the window of the hotel while he waited. He had already booked a room pretty high up in the skyscraper, so he could get a great view of the city he was in. It was breathtaking to say the least, but soon something else would be taking his breath away.

As he watched the city bustling below, a sudden wave of light pink energy would rush towards the tower he was in. He thought he was seeing something at first as it neared the window, but as it flew through the glass like it wasn't there he could 'feel' the shock wave. It made him stagger slightly, looking around in confusion for the cause of it. He looked out the opposite window to see it disappear into the distance. It seemed like it was pretty high in the air, only catching the tallest buildings like the one he was in, so the people in the streets below didn't seem to notice.

The ding of the elevator arriving would break him out of his sudden confusion. He didn't feel anything at the moment, and it was hard to tug his thoughts away from the necessary practice he wanted to get to. Maybe it was just a fluke, or maybe his nerves were so tight that he was just imagining things. He took a deep, calming breath like he had learned to do when in stressful battles and took a step into the elevator. He would keep an eye on things, but for now he needed to work!

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Another ding would signal his arrival at the top of the hotel. He took another deep breath, putting the weird occurrence out of his mind for now. He knew he had to focus on his team. He needed them as much as they needed him. They worked as a unit, each piece working in tandem towards a similar goal. Even just thinking about them was enough to calm his nerves. What was he worried about? He was going to wreck Emit tomorrow and easily get his final badge!

He kept repeating that thought as he walked out of the elevator and into the open air of the rooftop stadium. It was pretty big, but it was nowhere near as massive as the Colosseum he'd be taking on tomorrow. It was a big ring with defined areas for both combatants. It even had seating on either side of it for high-stakes money matches that the hotel would put on every once in a while. It had certainly cost a pretty penny to reserve the space for an entire day, but Tony was sure it would be worth it.

He took a deep breath in of the open air. It was thinner up here, but it didn't stop it from having the crispness that this city was known for. He noted that there were no Flying Pokémon around, which was slightly strange, but he chalked it up to just being so high above the ground. Even the Pidgeottos and Corvisquires that the town was known for couldn't be seen.

He took his place on one side of the arena, ready for the day's training, when suddenly he felt a vibration around his waist. He looked down and saw that one of the Poké Balls he had was shaking violently. From its place on his belt, he could tell that it was his Greninja. This hadn't happened before... Ever. Even when his Pokémon were restless, they never had the power to shake their entire Poké Ball. Tony was instantly worried.

He grabbed the shaking ball and pressed the button on the front to let his Greninja out. Immediately the Pokémon popped out and stood up to his full height in front of the rodent.

For some reason he couldn't pin down, Tony's thoughts went from those of worry to meek nervousness. He had been so worried that something was wrong, but now that his most prized Pokémon was out, he could only feel... shame?

It wasn't like Greninja to stand at full height. Usually the sneaky water type would be crouched, ready to strike at a moment's notice. It was only now that Tony realized he was actually shorter than the frog.

"Uh... H-hey buddy, what's wrong?" Tony said, surprised at how much his own voice shook as he spoke.

Greninja simply stared him down, seeming to have something specific on his mind. Usually Tony was so good at figuring out what it was his Pokémon wanted or needed, but right now his brain was so frazzled with this feeling of inadequacy that he couldn't even begin to imagine what it was that was wrong.

He wouldn't have to wait long to find out though. The slick Pokémon slid forward with unreal speed and gripped both of his trainer's arms, squeezing them firmly as he shoved him down to his knees.

"H-hey! What gives??" The rat yelped, his voice squeaking as he was easily overpowered by what he considered one of his longest-term Pokémon.

Greninja once again didn't answer in any meaningful way. His eyes were piercing through Tony's own, intensely watching him as he was pressed to his knees. The rat would note that even with the force, he wasn't actually being very 'rough' with him. He let him adjust to kneeling on the hard concrete of the arena and his squeezing wasn't painful, just firm. He was about to try to ask again when he noticed it.

The look in the Pokémon 's eyes wasn't anger or rage... It was intense lust.

Soon after that discovery, Tony would watch as Greninja's amphibious slit would spread open to reveal a fat, slick cock. He had only seen this happen once in his entire life before this, and that was when he had taken his precious Poké-pal to the local breeding grounds back home. Of course, the gay rat had always been curious about how it would feel, but he would never have gone that far before. However, here it was... growing bigger and bigger only inches from his nose.

It had grown in size since the last time he saw it too, which he didn't know happened with Pokémon! He thought once they evolved that was all the growing they did, but here this was in all its nearly 2-foot glory.

The thick, pointed frog-cock dangled above his head. He could smell the heavy, heady musk emanating from it. This was absolutely new to him. He had no idea that Pokémon could even make smells like this! He could feel his own body giving in already, his much smaller cock starting to grow from the sight and smell alone.

"I... I don't unders..." He said, trailing off into an involuntary moan as his tongue hit the 'taste' in the air.

That musk was so strong that he could 'taste' it, and it was doing things to his already addled head. He wanted so badly to just give in and take that cock in his mouth and begin sucking, feeling that slippery goo slide over his tongue and lips and...

"No!" He shouted.

He had to fight this! This was his Pokémon! He needed to stop him and reprimand him so they could get back to training! They had to train for tomorrow!

They had to...

Had to train so...

Train so his ass could...

Train so his ass could take a cock that huge...

He lost himself to the lust again, unable to keep his rational thoughts above water as that musk warped his priorities. He didn't even notice that Greninja was no longer keeping him held down, nor that his body was leaning forward on its own. It was only when his dazed lips met that slimy cock that he realized that he was even moving.

And by then it was much too late.

An explosion of pleasure went off in his head as he tasted that cock for the very first time. He could do nothing to control himself as his tongue escaped his mouth and slid all over the front of that thick dick. The taste was divine, the slime dripping from it acting as almost a concentrated version of that intense musk that he was still huffing between eager lashes of his tongue.

Greninja made the first noise since he had been let out of his Poké Ball. A loud, long croak of pleasure pushed from his throat. The sound of it only seemed to urge Tony's tongue to continue on its urgent journey to map out the entire length of that Poké-prick. The rat felt another wave of pleasure just from knowing that he was pleasing his Pokémon, which was almost as strong as the one's brought about by the musk. It was all so overwhelming to that overloaded mind that the poor trainer creamed his tight workout shorts without even a single touch.

That wasn't the end of it though. The instant that Greninja caught a whiff of the pathetic amounts of spunk slowly making its way down the rodent's leg, he was instantly back to his forceful ways.

The Pokémon stepped back for only a moment, crouching as he always did before he used a move. He quickly blinked out of sight, and when he returned to view, he was holding his signature water kunai. Tony would feel his entire outfit shredded to pieces in a fraction of a second, with his belt of Poké Balls falling to the side. He was instantaneously left completely naked in front of the frog, who was quick to pick him up off the ground and begin positioning his bare ass over that throbbing, immense dick. He had the rat chest to chest, letting him feel his cool and slick skin while his penis positioned between his cheeks.

Tony would suddenly feel his conscience peek it's head out from the relentless waves of pleasure buffeting his body. There was no way he could take a cock that huge. He had toys he used every once in a while, but nothing even coming 'close' to the size of the pointed beast that prodded at his ass.

"W-wait, I c-can't t-URK!" He said, being cut off as Greninja suddenly shoved his thick tongue down his throat.

His mind went right back under, eyes rolling back in his head as the Dark type forcefully tongue-fucked his throat. There was so much of it, and the feeling was more intense than he ever could have imagined. He could taste that saliva, feeling 'elated' that his Pokémon was going to mark him inside and out. With no more fight left in him, he began to grind his pert ass against that cock, needing it inside him NOW.

Greninja was more than happy to oblige, shoving the thick fuck-meat deep inside of him with a single lightning-quick thrust. Another round of fireworks went off in Tony's head, nearly making him white out from the pleasure overload. That tongue pulled out only just far enough to let him breathe and squeak out moans before plunging back into that throat, never leaving his muzzle for a single moment.

That rat dick was already rock hard again, aching with need as it bobbed against the amphibian's chest. He was lucky that the slick slime coating the ninja Pokémon 's cock was acting as an excellent lube, but at this moment in time he probably would have happily taken it either way.

Greninja pulled out quickly only to thrust hard again, getting deeper this time. He shut his eyes tight as he began to work more and more of that immense cock into his trainer's tailhole. Each inch was thicker than the last, thanks to his frog-cock, but any pain the rodent might have felt was heavily overshadowed by the pleasure it caused.

It only took a dozen or so quick thrusts to get him all the way down to the slit. Tony could feel his prostate being squeezed against his insides as the point of that cock bulged his stomach. If he had been at all coherent, he might have been surprised (perhaps even proud) that he had managed to take it to the base, but the only thing flooding his mind right now was the intense need he felt. It was no longer about his own pleasure. He 'needed' to make his new Master cum inside him.

The frog would be suddenly caught off guard as his new 'pet' began to squeeze his hole around the base of that cock, milking it the best he could. It didn't take long after he started doing so that Greninja gave him exactly what he wanted.

"Ninjaaaaa!!" The Pokémon shouted loudly into the sky as he tugged the slut down to the base and came literal buckets into his trainer.

No, not his trainer. His toy.

Greninja's orgasm lasted a full minute, each five-second long surge pumping a good liter or so of spunk into the rat's awaiting ass. His belly bloated with the load, only leaking minimal amounts out since the base of that cock was so thick. His muzzle was still being stopped up by that tongue too, so his stomach would catch the entirety of that orgasm. It would swell to easily the size of a beach ball before the frog finally relented.

He would feel that cock and tongue pull out at the same time, Greninja lowering him to the ground on his back. Instantly his ass would begin to empty its contents, and while none leaked from his mouth, he still could definitely taste that salty sperm. The entire half of the arena was coated in that secondhand spunk as it emptied out of him.

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The Pokémon seemed placated for now, walking over to the stadium seating and sitting with his legs crossed while Tony pumped out another orgasm of his own.

"That... was... too much..." He panted, starting to regain some of his senses.

He couldn't sit up yet, and would have to lay down until he emptied further. As he did so, he would start to realize what had just happened. He wouldn't get much time to dwell on it, however, as he caught a glimpse of an empty Poké Ball belt out of the corner of his eye. He gasped and worried where his team had gone, but once again his question would be swiftly answered as he tilted his head up to look 'behind' him.

Upside down, he could see his entire team standing and floating over him. The had escaped their Poké Balls all by themselves, which again had never happened before today. Each one had the same intense lust in their eyes as he had seen in Greninja's eyes at the beginning of all of this, and each one was sporting a hard-on even bigger than the one he had just taken.

He chuckled nervously, a reflex response to seeing all of this all at once.

"S-so much for the last badge..." He said with a gulp, but he knew in his heart that this was a much better use of his time.

Who needed gym badges when you could be the perfect Pokémon team for the perfect team?~