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"No Pokémon on the Couch! Part 1 – Free Market Poképhilia"

"Hi! My name is Adele, I'm 23, and I'm in my final year of college at Rustboro Community College!" The young woman waves at the camera as she speaks.

The camera immediately zooms in on her. Adele has a real girl-next-door quality to her, the kind of girl that might not be the most conventionally attractive woman out there, but the kind that you can imagine marrying, raising a family with. Brown hair, done up in a ponytail. Some light make-up on her face, barely covering up freckles. Eyeliner. A cute button-nose.

She's in a short, red skirt, and the way she's sitting, the camera can peek up, seeing her tasteful, red panties. She's also in a white tank-top, which shows off her arms, and some very nice cleavage - and judging by the way her nipples are poking through the fabric of her top, no bra underneath.

A tantalising image, one that could easily fit in a little collage on the back of the future DVD, should the bosses approve of the final product.

"Great, Adele! And just so the people know at home... Do you know what you're going to be doing for us today?" A voice asks from behind the camera.

With a beaming smile on her face, Adele pulls out a Pokéball, and clicks the button. In a beam of red light, a Zangoose materialises next to her, with a smug expression on his face.

"I'm gonna be fucking a Pokémon!"

**********

Rose had wanted to do this for a long time. And here she was, finally shooting with the boss's approval.

Rose O'Connor works for Secrets of Hoenn - one of Hoenn's premier networks, dedicated to pornography. She's been with the company for four years, starred in a few flicks in her late-twenties, but it's clear to her that her talents laid behind the camera, rather than in front of it.

Secrets of Hoenn had picked her as an actress after she decided to audition. She was flat broke at the time, but had nice tits and a pretty face. Plus, she looked like that actress... you know the one... with the red hair, and freckles... what's-her-name. It doesn't matter.

Most folk don't usually stay for long in the industry, Rose included. But unlike other actresses who made their first couple videos, collected their cheque and departed, Rose had no moral quandaries with the work. She just felt awkward as hell in front of the camera. She actually enjoyed the industry a lot - and with a background studying film and photography, she convinced the higher-ups to let her sit behind the camera.

She had a natural knack for directing. Her clear, authoritative voice and direct way of speaking made it easy for the actors and actresses to do their thing.

She became the go-to gal for these videos in particular - the casting couch. A classic set-up: get a girl on a couch, have them introduce themselves to the camera and the audience. It was kind of "her thing" by now: Treat the whole thing like an audition, see how kinky they're happy to get in what is often their first time on camera. The videos were cheap, easy-to-make, and had a high return on profits. And fans seemed to enjoy hearing a female voice behind the camera, giving the instructions.

The girls come in, sign the contract for the first video, then sit down on that black, leather couch for their "interview". At the end of it, they get their five hundred bucks, Secrets of Hoenn get their video, everyone's happy - and if the video does well, and if the actress (or actor!) wants to, they sign a contract and do more videos.

It's led to Secrets of Hoenn finding some of their most popular actresses so far. "Charlize Carter", "Bunnie G", "Sakura Sakamoto" all did their first Secrets of Hoenn video with Rose behind the camera. And each time, Rose knew that these girls would be some of the most popular.

And she was right! "Introducing Bunnie G" had cracked 10 million views alone! And those three girls have had huge success in their new profession... But out of those three - none of them were still with the company.

Through no fault of Rose's, of course. Simply put, their contracts had all been bought out by other companies.

Secrets of Hoenn were rather behind-the-times in the Porn market, financially struggling, with videos that weren't hitting these days. And Rare Candies, the behemoth from Unova swallowing studios in its path, was looming over them, ready to strike as soon as they knew they could snap them up for cheap. Hell, Secrets of Hoenn were so far behind, they were still printing MAGAZINES.

And then a year ago, their CEO, Cliff "Sudowoodo" Rockwood, died. His heart "exploded" (not an official medical term, but one that the coroner mentioned in the autopsy) during a drug-fuelled sex-binge in Kanto. He started the original Secrets of Hoenn magazine back in the '70s, he'd literally been there from Day 1, and is a big reason that the company is so... old-fashioned.

While Rare Candies was making millions of dollars on "Step-Sibling Fantasy" porn, Rockwood thought it was tasteless, and the company stuck to its guns with these "traditional" plots. But you can only make so many "Seduced by the Babysitter" or "I'll Do Anything for a Promotion" kinds of videos before the viewers lose interest. But it was what Rockwood liked, so that's what they made.

And as morbid as it is to say, Rockwood's death came at a perfect time.

Because it meant that Amanda Vanderstone could take his place as CEO instead.

Amanda Vanderstone (perhaps you know her by her old name, "Miss Vixxxen") is a former porn star herself, having started off as a "Cheerleader", and who retired as a "Milf". And despite her extensive filmography, playing characters who lived up to the Ditzy Blonde stereotype, she actually had a very good business acumen.

The first thing she did was hang around a while. Attending different video shoots, talking to all the employees, talking to the actresses and actors, and especially talking to the ones who had quit, to find out why.

The second thing she did was have the IT team actually upgrade the website, so that it could be compatible with mobile devices, like the Pokédex, or Rotom Phones.

The third thing she did was fire the ancient directors who were putting off a lot of the younger talent. Times had changed, and you just can't treat women the way they do, even in this industry. And it was making them haemorrage talent.

And when some of the stalwart upper management folk got up-in-arms about that, the fourth thing she did was fire them, too. Paying out their contracts, getting them out of the business.

It scared Rose at the time, seeing some of the guys who gave her a chance unceremoniously kicked to the curb like that. Sure, they were creeps who flirted non-stop with her, because they had her fucked on-camera a handful of times a few years ago, but if Vanderstone could get rid of them, she could ger rid of her, too.

At first, the whole thing just stunk of "last minute liquidation to sell the company for as much as possible." But Rose, and everyone else had nothing to worry about. Because Amanda Vanderstone had no intentions of letting that happen. Whether or not it's due to a fondness for Secrets of Hoenn, or a hatred of Rare Candies, it became apparent that Vanderstone is turning the ship around, trying to restore the studio to its former glory.

Perhaps Rose didn't pick up on it when Vanderstone was working with her on those couple shoots, or when she interviewed her about the company, and what SHE thinks they should be doing; but Vanderstone actually liked her quite a lot. Not in a romantic way, obviously, but in a business-oriented way. Perhaps she thought it was important for more women to take on behind-the-scenes roles in porn, instead of it being populated by seedy guys who are too gross to actually be on-camera?

Rose had pretty much told her what she was already thinking - that they needed to make more modern videos, to ditch these old, tired cliches. Sure, maybe they'd just be trend-riding, but at least people would watch their stuff!

Of course, she had one idea in the back of her mind - about getting into the taboo Poképhilia market. She "jokingly" suggested it a few months before Rockwood passed away, and was nearly shouted out of the room. But the guys who hated the idea were gone now, so perhaps it would be safe for her to bring it up to Vanderstone?

She didn't bring it up right away, of course. She wanted to work up to it, because it could be a BIG risk. Poképhilia was legal in Hoenn, but still taboo. It could still get her in a lot of trouble to even mention it, so she wanted to make sure she was in a position where they couldn't just fire her on a whim.

It was Rose's idea to find actresses who did cosplay-porn. And "Nurse Joy Inspects Your Pokéballs", and "Elesa Catwalk Striptease" were hits almost immediately, their best-performing videos in a year.

And it was also her idea to start looking for some "Femboys" and "Twinks", to bolster the Gay section of their website. Rockwood was famously a homophobe, and only had gay content on the website very begrudgingly, meaning Secrets of Hoenn had missed out on the "femboy explosion" a few years ago; jumping aboard that train, even if late, immediately boosted their numbers.

And then Rose suggested that the company get in touch with "Pleasure-Type", one of the larger sex toy companies in Hoenn, and do some sponsored content with some of their products - the videos didn't do that well, but the sponsorship proved VERY fruitful for both parties.

And it made Rose look fantastic at the quarterly meeting, when Vanderstone proudly revealed that these three major wins were "All Rose's doing."

And it was a month ago that she approached Vanderstone with her next presentation...

**********

She was nervous, but she had done enough research to have the confidence in herself to bring the idea to the boss.

"Come in, Rose!" Vanderstone calls out.

She enters with a flustered look on her face, laptop in hand, and closes the door of the office, before sitting across from the intimidating woman. Vanderstone's chair was elevated and she had a large, ornate, Leppa-wood desk. She was in a tight, black blazer that accentuates her breasts, and a short, black pencil-skirt. It's a look that is professional on-paper, but still too sexual for any other workplace. It's almost like hinting she could still jump into a scene at any moment

"Thanks for seeing me, Miss Vanderstone-"

"Please! Call me Amanda." She says, correcting her. "How can I help you, you said you had another idea for me?" She says, looking down at her. She notices her unusually shy look, and stifles a smirk. She almost wants to tease her, but opts not to.

"Ah... yes. Yeah, I do. But look, uhh-"

"Rose. We've been working together nearly a year now. I've been around the block, unless what you're about to suggest is illegal, you don't need to worry." Her voice is kind, yet firm. Like a mother trying to tell her daughter that it's okay if she humps her pillow.

It actually helps put Rose at ease. She nods and takes a breath, hesitating once more before finally blurting out "Pokémon."

Vanderstone is not quite expecting her to say that.

There's a pregnant pause in the air, and instead of answering, the boss sighs, and pulls out a decanter of bourbon and two glasses. "Want a drink, Rose?" She asks, her voice... strange. She doesn't wait for her to answer, before pouring a couple shots' worth in each glass.

"N-Now look... hear me out okay..." She says, a little flustered already. She swallows nervously, then takes a deep breath, straightening herself out, sitting up straight. "I know it's unorthodox, and is much more... much wilder than the other ideas I've had-"

"You've got that right." Vanderstone says, pushing one of the glasses towards her. "It's a pretty fucking big jump, Rose."

"I know, I know." She makes some slight 'calm down' gestures with her hands. She pauses, takes the glass and swallows half of it in one gulp, barely even flinching. "But I've looked into it, a lot and I think there's really a HUGE untapped market here."

Vanderstone raises her eyebrow at that, taking a sip of her drink. "I'm listening."

"Okay so... I assume you know about Poképhilia porn?" Rose asks. The boss nods her head, as if to humour her, but also as if to tell her that she wasn't born yesterday. She knows that some trainers fuck their Pokémon. "I'm sure then, that you know that nearly all of it is amateur stuff, right?"

She nods again. "Yeah, though... To be honest, I'm not that well-versed in it. The last time I trained a Pokémon was before I got into this line of work."

"I'm going to show you something, alright?" Rose places her laptop on the desk, opens it up, and turns it to face her boss. "This is a video that a Galarian woman made with her Ninetales. Go in with an open mind, and tell me what you think."

Vanderstone is clearly a little dubious, but decides to humour her again. She presses play on the video.

It's clearly a very amateur production. Static camera, likely just recorded with a Rotom Phone, in the wilderness somewhere. It shows the woman on all fours, with her skirt pulled up and her panties down, as the Galarian Ninetales mounts her from behind.

She pats her butt, "Come on... I really need it Sorb- AAH!"

The Ninetales deftly mounts her from behind, as if he's done it hundreds of times, and starts to go to town on the squirming, youthful trainer underneath it.

"Ni... Ni.... Niiii...." The Pokémon grunts, panting loudly, dripping cool saliva onto his trainer's back.

"AAH!! AAH!! AAAHH!! HARDER! DO IT HARDER, SORB-"

Vanderstone pauses the video. "What am I looking at here?"

"What do you think of the video?" Rose asks, again. "Not the content - how it's made."

"I think it's piss-poor." Vanderstone's tone of voice is almost... annoyed. Like she's offended by how un-artful the display is. "The lighting is shit because it's clearly done outside, and on an overcast day. The sound quality is awful because it's filmed with a Rotom Phone, the video is terrible because there's only one angle, and her head is nearly immediately out of frame..." She takes a sip of her drink and looks at Rose. "THIS is your idea?"

Rose tries to supress a smirk of her own, "Okay... Now that you have that reaction, why don't you scroll down and look at how many views this amateurish, haphazard video has."

The boss gives her a bemused look, before looking back at the screen. "I don't see the view count, where is-" Her voice is caught in her throat as she sees it. "W-What the fuck?"

"8 million Views." Rose says. And the video was only uploaded three months ago, too. "Our best stuff, even now, as we're starting to climb out of the hole that Rockwood put us in, tapers off at about one million, at the very most."

"Rose... This is-"

"Imagine what WE could do. We're a professional studio, we have lights, microphones, cameras... Connections to professional actresses and actors..."

"Rose, I don't think-"

"NONE of the big studios are doing this." Rose adds, her voice sounding more urgent and passionate She's really letting Vanderstone know how much she believes in it. "There are smaller ones, indie studios in Alola and Kalos, but none on our level... And it won't take long for those ones to be snapped up by Rare Candies." Rose is playing dirty now, putting Rare Candies in the mix to add a little emotion on her Boss's end.

She sees Vanderstone's hand tighten around her glass of bourbon for a moment, before relaxing. "Surely... Surely Rare Candies have... Surely they're getting in on this, if it's as big as you say, right?"

Rose shakes her head. "Burton is steadfast against it." She replies, referring to the man in charge of Rare Candies, their CEO Kris Burton. "He even donates to the Pokémon Purity Association!"

Vanderstone can't help but chuckle at that. "All the ways he makes women degrade themselves, and he draws the line there..." She mutters. Vanderstone's distaste of Burton is well known by this point - they were cordial any time they met, but Vanderstone made no bones about how much she hates him. And she also knows that Burton is two-faced... if he ever sees the potential cash in Poképhilia, the potential that Rose seems to think is there, then it's a guarantee that Rare Candies will do it.

Before her boss goes on a hate-spiral, she interrupts with another question. "Do you know the percentage of trainers who've had sex with their Pokémon?" She asks, cutting her off before she comes up with an argument that she can use to shut the idea down. She's going all in, she knows this will work, if she can just convince her. She turns the laptop around and quickly switches tabs to a report she made, with demographics and bar graphs, and all that business stuff.

"I don't, no..." Vanderstone mumbles.

"Twenty-eight percent of trainers in a recent survey admitted to having sex with their Pokémon at least once." Rose says, showing her the screen again.

"T-Twenty-Eight?!"

"Other organisations estimate that the actual number is more than Forty."

Vanderstone shakes her head, throws back the rest of her drink, and sits back in her chair.

"Fuck... That's a LOT more than I thought it would be." She says with a sigh, before looking back down at Rose. "But look... we can't just start doing Poképhilia videos on a whim. The legal ramifications could ruin us."

"I've already looked through all of that." Rose replies, in a calmer voice. She reaches over and scrolls down her report. "I thought of everything. Poképhilia is only illegal in a few places, like Kanto and the Orange Islands - and hell, they still don't even allow gay marriage, so they're not a great yard-stick for morality. It has never been illegal in Hoenn... Taboo, maybe - but no-one's ever been persecuted for it here. As long as we take precautions - precautions that we already take, by the way - then there's no reason this would ruin us, legally."

The woman ponders it for a moment, before leaning forward... Rose does her best not to rudely stare down her top - something that is very easily to accidentally do with a chest like Vanderstone's. "So... theoretically, if we decided to do this... what's our plan? We find some cute, female Pokémon and find some guys to dick them down, on video?"

Rose shakes her head. "No, not at first, anyway. That would be jumping in too quick." She thinks about it for a moment - or, more accurately, she pretends to think about it. "We find a trainer - an actress - who already has a relationship with her Pokémon. And we put them on the couch."

"So, kind of like what we're already doing?"

"Yeah, but instead of bringing Leon or Stefan in to film with her," Leon and Stefan, of course, being some of their male stars, who usually help with the casting couch videos, "...she brings her own Pokémon, and they do it on-camera. We don't change up what's already our process, we keep it simple and easy, and see if the results speak for themselves."

Vanderstone pauses, mulling it over in her head, as if trying to rack through her knowledge of the industry to think of a way to let Rose down gently. But she doesn't think of one.

After an agonizing few moments of silence from the woman, she finally speaks. "You really believe in this, don't you?"

"Yes. Whole-heartedly." She replies, without missing a beat.

"And you know it will be your ass if it fails, right?" She adds, warning her. Rose knows that if it tanks, Vanderstone's hand will be forced, especially if she's volunteering to be a scapegoat for it.

"Of course." She responds. "I haven't let you down before, have I? And I believe in this, more than I believe in anything else I've suggested."

Vanderstone reclines in her chair, with a slight smile on her face. "Okay... Stipulations..." She begins. Rose relaxes, knowing she's agreed to it. "First thing... This plan doesn't leave the room until you have three videos ready to go. Don't mention this to anyone - you can run the Casting Couch shoots yourself, right?" She asks.

Rose nods. "Yeah, I'll keep it super basic; static cameras, microphones on stands, minimal editing."

The boss seems to appreciate that. "Okay... Second, before you upload them... I want to see them."

"Oh? A bit curious about it, huh?" Rose gives her a sly, teasing smirk for a moment. "Ah... Sorry."

"I won't lie... I have gotten a little interested in the idea..." She says. "I was a trainer before I did porn, you know - and I won't lie, there were some Pokémon I thought of in a... less-than-wholesome way..."

"Y-Yeah?" Rose shuffles a little in her seat. She's seen her earlier videos - she's a bombshell now, of course, but she had a godly body back in the day too... The idea of her being pinned under a Machamp, or an Arcanine is a lot to take in, even for Rose!

"But I think it would still be a good idea to look over the videos, make sure that we're not about to fuck ourselves by posting these. I'll have our legal head come in for that part."

Rose frowned - she hated Mark, their lawyer. Too stuffy, too professional, and a chore to talk to. It was honestly a surprise he survived the round of firings, but it's worth keeping a talented lawyer around in a business like this. "Cool, no problem there."

"Three." She says, with some finality - her final condition? "Keep it all above-board... Bring in girls with their own Pokémon. Have them sign the contracts, fuck, make them sign two, have them sign on behalf of their Pokémon, just in case. And proof that they ARE the pokemon's trainer, too."

"Got it, it will all be totally legit. You know me, I don't cut corners with this shit." Rose says, confidently.

"Clearly not as well as I thought I did..." She says, giving her an intrigued stare.

"Ah, well... you know..." Rose's composure is starting to fracture a little bit.

"Have you fucked a Pokémon, Rose?" Vanderstone asks, point blank.

The words hit her like a truck. She saw it coming, but she was like a Deerling in the headlights, unable to duck out of the way.

**********

"Yena... Yena... Yena..."

"Yes! Fuck, yes, oh fuck! Shadow!"

Rose is on all fours, on the floor of her kitchen, while a large Mightyena named Shadow rutted her possessively.

"Might... Might... Might..."

"YES!! FUCK YES, BABY! PUT YOUR FUCKING EGG IN ME!!"

Rose is naked underneath the Pokémon... Well, naked save for five items. A pair of paw-styled gloves on her hands, paw-styled socks on her feet, a Mightyena-ear headband on her head, a bright red collar around her neck, and a fluffy Mightyena-style tail-buttplug in her butt.

Her tits are swaying under her chest while Shadow's balls are slapping against her thighs. His knot is ramming against her cunt over and over again. It's always a tight fit, but he always does his best to try and knock up his bitch like this.

She's had Shadow for a few years now, having received him on the advice from one of her co-stars. Not as a sexual thing, of course - being a porn actress has risks, and sometimes, a Pokémon can be a cheaper alternative to an expensive home alarm system. Plus, she always thought Poochyena were super cute too, so it seemed like a no brainer.

And when he evolved, he got mean. Standoffish, a bit antsy. He never hurt her, but he was grumpy. And a few online searches took her to dodgy websites, which suggested that, as a naturally aggressive species of Pokémon, he needed an outlet for his aggression. She can't remember how, but she eventually found that video, of a young woman giving her Houndoom "a daily handjob to calm him down."

A nervous handjob for Shadow seemed to work, and it stirred something inside her.

A week later, the handjob became a blowjob.

Then it became sex.

She had him only four months, and she had already ordered that expensive, furry buttplug tail, to treat him. Then the headband, then the gloves and socks. And then a matching set of collars for them both. Of course, she didn't wear the collar out in public, it was a treat, just for Shadow.

It was around this time that she gave up the porn acting, and switched to the behind-the-scenes work. And truthfully, she loved working behind the camera... But there was also another reason that she made the switch - that reason was Shadow. Maybe she preferred the shape of his canine cock... Maybe she liked that the Pokémon wasn't afraid to be rough with her... Or maybe she didn't want her Pokémon to get jealous if she came home smelling of porn star semen?

In any case, she made the switch from actress to director around the same time she made the switch from human dick to Mightyena cock.

"Knot me, baby... Please... F-Fuck, I need you to knot me, Shadow!"

"Might... Might... Y-YENAAAAA!!!"

"AAAAHH! YES!" The fat, bulbous knot slips into the woman's sex and swells up, locking the pair in place. "FUCK!! CUM FOR ME BABY, PLEASE!! GIVE ME YOUR EGG!"

In a deftly practiced motion, the Mightyena swings his leg up and over, dismounting his bitch, and locked ass-to-ass with her, cum begins to spray into her, rope after rope of watery, virile Mightyena cum flooding her, splashing against her cervix.

"H-HYAAAAAHH!! AAAHHHHHH!! YESSSSS!!" And once again, the sensation of Pokémon-cum spraying into her had set her off in another powerful orgasm. Her insides clenched, clamped, and convulsed around the Mightyena's cock and his knot, as if trying to milk every last drop. She tightened, arching her back with her face against the floor, desperately howling in pleasure as if she were a Mightyena too...

**********

"Rose? You there?" Vanderstone clicks her fingers in front of her face a couple times, bringing her back down to earth.

Rose snaps back to attention, before looking back at her boss. "Y-Yeah."

"Uh-huh... 'Yeah', as in, you're with us? Or 'Yeah' as in you've fucked a Pokémon?"

She looks at her with a cocked head, up and down, wondering what's going through Rose's head.

She decides to be bold. "Yeah. I have." She says, nodding. Vanderstone nods back, leaning back into the chair again. "Is that a problem?"

Vanderstone shakes her head. "If anything, I think it's important that the one in charge of this project knows what it's like." She says... and is that a faint flush spreading across the woman's face? Though, the professional she is, she doesn't pry. "If anything goes awry, you'll be more equipped to deal with it."

"Nothing will go awry. Trust me." Rose could not sound more confident right now.

Vanderstone relaxes into her chair, a smug look on her face. "Well, well, well... I didn't know you had it in you, Rose." She says. "If you're this sure it will work, shit, I'd be stupid NOT to trust you with it."

"Thank you, Miss V-... Amanda." Rose replies, relaxing into her chair as well, almost unable to believe that she had managed to do it. With a shaky hand, she reaches over and grabs the speaks drink that Vanderstone poured for her, and drinks it all in one go. Fuck, she needed that, to calm her nerves...

"So... Well, knowing how you approached this, Rose... I suppose the only thing left to ask is... Have you got any actresses in mind?"

Rose turns the laptop back towards her, taps a few buttons, and pulls up a few different profiles. "I've looked into that too. There are a few potential candidates I've found, but I've found a few that are local. They do Poképhilia cam-shows, or participate in forums, or-"

"Cam-Shows? Shit, I didn't realise it went that deep!" Vanderstone interjects. How much was the industry missing out on here?

"Oh yeah! I'm telling you; it's a whole thing!" Rose replies, turning the laptop back around. "Trust me... When we get into this, you're gonna feel like the guy who first thought to put a Rotom in a Pokédex. Such a stupidly obvious idea, people will be wondering for years how no-one thought to capitalise on it first."

Vanderstone chuckles at that. She liked thinking of herself as a game-changer, and if it goes well, then hell, the game WILL change... "Let's take a look..." She says, looking at a few of the profiles that Rose had picked out. "Hmm... Not her... Her, for sure... Maybe her, if it takes off... And, wow." Vanderstone pauses, suddenly very, very impressed.

"A-Amanda?" Rose asks. "Everything okay?"

With a smirk on her face, Vanderstone turns the screen back to Rose.

"Start with her. I don't care how, but this one. Get her on film, and this thing WILL work." She says.

The profile at the centre of the screen shows a young woman, early-twenties, with an adorable girl-next-door kind of vibe... And she's crouching down next to her Zangoose.

Rose nods her head. "I thought you'd like her." She closes her laptop, and packs it away. "I'll get started right away."

"You already talked to her, didn't you?" Vanderstone asks, giving Rose a sly smile.

"Well... Maybe~" Rose flashes a sly smile back.

"Get out of here~" Vanderstone says, playfully. And with a quick wave to each other, Rose leaves Vanderstone's office, and back to her desk, where she immediately gets started in reaching out to the woman.

And in the meantime, Vanderstone turns her own computer back on... And with a curious tingling between her legs - a curious tingling she hadn't felt in well over twenty years, she begins to type.

It's been a long time since she had been a trainer. She had enjoyed it, of course, but her life went a very different path. She still missed her Pokémon, though. His goofy smile, his long, slender neck, the sweet scent that surrounded her whenever he was around her.

And being exposed to the Poképhilia porn took her right back, right back to those lonely, quiet nights under the stars... Her hand rubbing his belly until that pink appendage slipped from its slit, dripping with what smelled like sweet, flowery nectar...

Perhaps that's why Vanderstone found one of those Poképhilia websites, and with a slight hesitation and a hand between her legs, typed in the name of the Pokémon she had been so attached to, back in the day.

"Bayleef."

She clicks search. And memories come flooding back.

TO BE CONTINUED...