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PART: ONE HUNDRED & THIRTY EIGHT.

E rillia stumbled forwards from a guiding shove of an ethereal hand between the backs of her shoulders, giving her the much-needed push needed to begin her new start.

"Go on, join them, you are now part of this chaotic; magnificently _ dysfunctional _ mess"

The gardevoir found herself amongst the dysfunctional group now, a group that despite its chaotic disharmony was very much a family. She felt nervous yet at the same time desperate to be part of, soon her mind began to drift back to another time; another place one that she dearly wished not to remember but those memories cared little for her wishes as she found herself back so many years ago. Back when she had learned how many months; she had been buried beneath the ground in her pokéball by her original trainer, the painful betrayal sinking into her how she had materialised in the back garden of to her trainer’s home.

She could recall the rain falling heavily the raindrops stinging her face as the blowing wind caressed her with its chilled caress, for almost an hour she stood there in the darkness just looking at the slight spots of light peek through the gaps in her human’s bedroom curtains. Erillia wanted so dearly to rise up using her power to levitate herself to that bedroom window and peek inside but she was too afraid to do so, eventually she approached the kitchens back door. A pull of the lever like handle showed it was locked as she knew it would be yet still tried it anyway, sinking into her own shadow as though it was some viscous ichor of pure darkness only to rise up from those in the kitchen itself. She looked around the narrow room barely enough room for one or two humanoid bodies to move about in, the only light source was from the electric clock on the cooker come hob. While this had only provided the dimmest of illumination, it had been enough to see her way to the door leading into hallway, using shadow sneak again she bypassed the noisy hassle of using the door handle. Alongside where she emerged was a flight of stairs leading to next floor where her trainer’s bedroom would be found, biting her bottom lip Erillia would levitate off the ground as she floated quietly over top of the creaky old stairs. As she did so, she could hear the banging of wood against something solid like a wall, the accompanying muffled cries of pleasure was only just drowned out by her trainer’s favourite music. Once at the top she could see her human’s door ajar, light spilling out as the sounds were now clearer shocked the gardevoir. Peering in she could see her beloved trainer laid over her bed and upon the bed with limbs wrapped around a gallade, his thick green length slamming fully into the female humans breeding orifice as it rapidly fed itself hilt deep before dragging back out again. The sheer ferocity of the gallade’s thrusts caused the beds head board to constantly slap against the bedroom wall, Erillia listened to her trainer let out howls of utter ecstasy the male pokémon bearing his own weight laid over the human female breeding her with all the strength he could muster.

Erillia could not understand it, if that was what her trainer had desired from her, she could have so easily have given her that, mayhap not with flesh but with a psionic construct her trainer did not need this usurper. Could her human not see this, perhaps if she showed her trainer what she could do for her then they would comprehend their folly; allowing things to revert back to how they should had been. Though this unneeded gallade needed to be removed from the equation, physically he was indeed quite the specimen but his mental prowess even without testing them were pitiful at best, it was mostly likely why her human enjoyed the pleasure of mating with him so much.

With both human and pokémon in the throes of wild passionate pleasure, neither were aware of her presence, with a cruel jagged smile spreading across the Erillia’s lipless mouth as reached out with her with hand raised out flat. With a sudden jerk the gallade cries out as he was dragged off of his trainer forcing his manhood to slip free with an audible slurping sound. He hung their unable to move as he dangled in mid-air as psychedelic light flowed slowly around him like some incorporeal viscus gel. The female human tried to stand on her bed to reach out to the gallade only to be dragged down against the blankets her body held down by tendrils of the same psychic energy coiling around her wrists and ankles to keep her restrained Erillia watched her trainers back arch as she struggled to break free her eyes staring up at her pokémon lover, called to him as he desperately tried to reach out to her.

It was perplexing for Erillia that she could not understand why her trainer had discarded her like so much trash to perish inside the confines of a pokéball, but Erillia still loved her trainer. She would forgive the foolish human but first the gallade needed to be disposed of, reaching out with her will she raised a hand closing it slowly as while turning her wrist, in turn the psychic fighting type howled in agony as his chest began to gradually compress. His arms made a truly disturbing cracking sounds as they snaped into multiple impossible angles, swiftly followed by his legs until with a sickening crunch the gallade’s chest cavity collapsed completely the ropes of his intestinal tract evacuating the lower regions of his body by the only viable means possible, piling up horrifically upon the rapidly growing pool of blood forming beneath the now deceased male. The gardevoir was confused as to why her trainer was screaming maybe it was because she still needed to breed, yes maybe that was it, lopunny’s tended to get frantic and a little crazy when they are denied the chance to mate when left in heat for too long so why not humans? At least Erilliia assumed this was the case, if this was so perhaps, she may have acted to soon; maybe she should have allowed the gallade the opportunity to satisfy the needs of her trainers’ body first then she could have disposed of him. Well, it was too late now to rectify that slight issue, though she could at least ease her humans needs. If she recalled sex was one-way humans tended to bond with one another so this was an ideal way to return things to how they should have been.

With a slight gesture of her hand the forced the woman’s brought the woman’s knees up above her hips before pressing the sides of them down against the bed, Erillia was sure that was the correct position if it wasn’t she could just simply find a way to make it work.

_ ‘Shhhhhh it’s okay, everything is going to be okay’ _

Erillia hushed as she transmitted her words into her trainers’ mind, yet still the human screamed. The sound was starting to annoy the gardevoir now, it was pointless since they were together again. Levitating over top of her human, Erillia gave for to a psionic construct that resembled a rudimentary human phallus if a bit exaggerated. Lowering herself a little the gardevoir willed the construct to move like some prehensile limb, the head resembled some fist sized bulbous cherry as it nudged against the human’s breeding orifice. Erillia frowned as it for some reason refused to enter, she rectified this as she used her psychic will to make opening stretch wider until she was able push up inside of her. With a victorious grin she began forcing the straight rod-shaped construct into the human, its malleableness allowed it to writher through the hot inside of the trainers’ vaginal tract sinking as it adjusts perfectly to any curve that got in the way, forcing the womans inner walls struggle in its desperate attempts to accept the invading length. Still Erillia so wished her trainer would stop screaming, this was after all a necessary to return things to how they once were, could the human not understand this…maybe she just need to increase the length and girth since you can never get enough of a good thing right? A few seconds more was all it took for the ungrateful human’s screams to became even louder than before as Erillia made the construct grow in size until the screaming abruptly stopped, the gardevoir smiled happily believing she had reached the appropriate depth to give her human the desired pleasure required to as she believed would reform their bond. Beneath the psychic fairy type the woman jerked limply like some rag doll as the gardevoir thrust into her over and over again.

Snapping from the memories of the past Erillia could hear her new team mates welcoming her, part of her felt a sense of anxiety rise up from the very pit of her stomach to the point she tried to flee, her mind stretching out to some place beyond where she was so she might make an anchor that would allow her to teleport away, though this failed utterly and she knew why as the gaze from the alpha mismagius fell upon the gardevoir. A knowing smile formed across the ancient pokémon’s inhuman mouth as she gifted Erillia the gift of tough love, as the gardevoir was made to face her fear.

A few hours later, Jack; his team and Erillia would be well on their way back from the pokémon club. Jack as he was lost in thought, so much was happening at a quick pace almost, maybe even too quickly. All he had wanted was to earn the right to challenge the Moor Bridge City Gym Leader. Though so much had happened in such a short amount of time, it had been well over a week so far if not longer, everything seemed to be moving forwards under the manipulation of others and it did not sit right with him.

“Contemplating the interference of others in your plans? I do not need to excel in telepathy to know what your current expression might mean, master!”

Erillia mused preferring the use of her verbalised words over her the voice of her mind as many psychic types preferred, this caused Jack to look up with a slight blush forming across his cheeks as her hypothesis was correct.

“In a way yes, and please call me Jack, Lucy calls me master because that is her wont and I have not the heart to make her stop.”

Jack sighed softly with a soft smile gracing his lips, the gardevoir coked her head slightly as she looked at him for a brief moment as she contemplated this request from her new trainer as he continued to speak.

_ “While I do appreciate the thought that others have put into aiding me, what with trying to gain an opportunity to face this cities gym leader, it would hold more value if we were able to achieve this through our own merit.” _

Erillia analysed his words, breaking them down not by what he had said but the way he had said them, she could find no fault in such a desire to earn something over it being just handed to him without any effort on his part. Yes, she really was glad he was her property now. She would of course allow him breed with both human and pokémon females since his bloodline should be permitted to flourish, she would of course provide any assistance should it be required.

“Mast…Jack, please tell me more of this initiation your pokémon spoke off earlier as I would know of its requirements for completion?”

The gardevoir asked with a curious tone to her voice, Jack Looked at her for a moment as he considered how to best explain it without the rest of the team twisting his words into something sexual.

“It’s something that started with the first member of our little band, basically after you’ve had chance to acclimatise to things in our happy if somewhat dysfunctional group, we go through a little ceremony?”

Jack begins only for Erillia to talk over him as she interjects with.

“This is when sexual intercourse will take place correct?”

He sighs at this wondering why the other had put this idea in her head.

“No, not at all, basically you will be asked to break your pokéball in half, after this a new pokéball will be presented to you, after which you can choose to remain with us by accepting the pokéball or choose not to by refusing said pokéball.”

Jack noted softly giving her a slow smile, she looked at him for a while as she pulled his words apart in her mind, she had to admit it was a curious little ritual.

“Hmnnn, a most curious little custom, it allows the pokémon to experience having a trainer, after an allotted amount of time determine if their a good fit and that they are satisfied with that human, they are then freed of any effects that a pokéball might have upon them; inorder to have free volition to decide if they wish to remain or leave.”

Erillia mused with a sense of approval, though part of her for some reason felt slightly let down it did not include some form of sexual activity, not that she had any intention of putting such thoughts into words.

“Yes, pretty much as you say, I wouldn’t want to be enslaved against my will, so why should I do the same to someone else?”

He noted, this was more hypothetical statement than an actual question her eyes narrowed trying to see if this was just some cruel attempt at humour, perhaps a lie though she had observed him long to dismiss this. Closing her eyes Erillia let out a sigh before opening them to see that warm unassuming expression of his, that infuriatingly optimism and desire to trust someone like her, it was the hight of folly yet at the same time endearing to the point she wanted to just use her psionic might to pin him to the ground so she could shout at him not to be such a fool. Instead, she slowly shook her head as gave a slow lipless smile as Blaze, Bunny, Oni and Lucy began gathering around her.

“Yeah, I know that expression, and I quite agree my Jack is a soft idiot but he’s our soft idiot!”

Bunny chuckled only to be shoved by the blaziken’s talon like hand.

“What do you mean YOUR JACK, he’s mine!”

Blaze sneered only to staggered back as the Lopunny delivered a standing drop kick in response.

“SAYS WHO?...SOME OVERSIZED FLIGHTLESS BUZZARD?”

The pokérabbit bellowed while dodging the blaziken’s counter.

“Why are you both fighting, you know Jack’s mine!”

Oni announced rolling her eyes as she launches herself at her two teammates a twisted smile spreading across her fang filled muzzle, in moments what had been a quiet walk back to the hotel had become a three-way street brawl. Meanwhile Lucy watched them as she observed them as some fighter might when researching a future opponent.

The gardevoir began to raise a hand to immobilise the three pokémon mid conflict only to stop as she saw the grins on their faces, they were having fun besides which she doubted her power could have any meaningful impact upon Oni what with her being part dark type.

“How is it, that a group so dysfunctional, can operate so well in a fight?”

Erillia asked Jacked her voice conveying her genuine confusion over this, the human just gave a tender smirk as he took her hands in his gently squeezing them as Jack replies.

“Because were more than a trainer and their pokémon, more than a team, we’re family”

Upon these words leaving his lips, Oni; Bunny and Blaze momentarily paused mid fight to look adoringly at Jack.

“Yeah, an incestuous family”

Bunny intergenic with massive grin spreading across her muzzle only to suddenly frown as she receives a cuff from Blaze’s tallon.

“Way to ruin the moment, stupid slut bunny!”

The blaziken clucked in annoyance only to cry out as Bunny retaliated with violent foot to the fire/fighting types midriff, this in turn led to Oni sinking her fangs into the lopunny’s haunches as the fighting started back up again.