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[b][u][center]Thundering Growth

For Etherious01

By Draconicon[/center][/u][/b]

“Well…I didn’t think it’d get this bad, Pikachu…”

Ash shook his head as the wind picked up, making his shirt flap around him as he dragged himself up the mountain path. Pikachu rested on his shoulder like usual, but he could feel his constant companion barely holding on as the wind picked up. Every time that the wind blasted past, he had to reach back and help hold the little guy close, keeping him from being blown away, and he knew that they weren’t anywhere near the top yet.

[i]Starting to really miss my jacket about now,[/i] he thought. The thunderstorm was worse than he’d expected, and the whole area around Mt. Moon felt a lot colder than he remembered it. Definitely colder than the Kalos region had been, by a long shot, and not somewhere that suited a short sleeve shirt.

Shivering as he forced himself through the storm’s winds, he looked up towards the sky. The dark clouds hadn’t started pouring yet, so he hoped that he could find a cave somewhere that would give him shelter before it got worse, but he could hear the rumbles of lightning getting ready to fall. That’d be as bad, if not worse.

[i]Here’s hoping that Pikachu doesn’t end up a lightning rod again,[/i] he thought, remembering more than a few storms when the electricity seemed to follow the little mouse Pokémon wherever he went. It had been funny, then. Now…not so much.

The wind kept getting higher and harder, almost blowing him off of the path a few times. Finally, after almost an hour of walking up the side of the mountain and reaching no more than a quarter of its height, he saw a cave in the distance.

“Pikachu? Can you make it?”

Even shouting at the top of his voice, he wasn’t entirely sure that the little guy heard him until the Pokémon lifted its head. Pikachu nodded, and leaped forward, darting along the ground at top speed.

As the little yellow mouse settled in the opening, Ash heard the signature crackle of lightning, and threw himself to the ground. Thunder echoed above him as the surging energy of a lightning bolt slammed down not far from him, and he groaned as he realized just how close that had come.

Raising his head, he looked to his left, and saw that the ground had been broken open by the lightning strike, sending boulders and gravel further down the mountain. The lightning bolt must have hit only a few feet away, too, because he could feel the heat right next to him.

[i]That was too close,[/i] he thought.

About to turn away, he saw a sparkle in the ground. He paused, leaned forward, and immediately went wide-eyed.

“Thunder Stones?”

Despite his own wish not to evolve his companion, he knew that there were a great many other Pokémon that would get stronger with the use of a Thunder Stone, and he knew that they sold well, too. Professor Oak would probably like to have a sample, too, particularly those that were charged with a full lightning strike. He reached down to pick one up –

“AGH!”

And immediately pulled his gloved hand back, feeling it cramping up from the shock that came off of them.

“Okay, on second thought…maybe not.”

Maybe by morning he’d have an idea of how to take them safely, but for now, better to get to cover. He rushed over to the cave, and just as he got inside, he heard the pitter patter of rain starting to fall. He’d gotten to cover just in time to avoid getting completely soaked.

Shaking his head, he sat down, taking off his pack and letting it rest behind him as a cushion. Pikachu sat down by him, and he scratched between his friend’s ears.

“Heh, looks like we’re stuck here tonight, little buddy.”

“Pika…”

“Hey, don’t worry about it. We’ll get to Pewter City in the morning, and after that, we’ll be back to Pallet the day after. Isn’t that gonna be good?”

“Chu…”

[i]Heh, the little guy’s more tired than I am,[/i] he thought with a smile, continuing to slowly pet the little guy as Pikachu wound himself towards sleep. It was rather cute how the little electric menace managed to look so silly when he got tired.

Eventually, Pikachu rolled onto his side and slipped into slumberland, and Ash took his hand back, holding it by the wrist as he made a fist a few times.

[i]Still doesn’t feel right,[/i] he thought as little electric tingles seemed to come loose every time that he clutched his fist. It was like there was something left over from the electric shock, something that hadn’t been pushed out yet.

Whatever it was, it was annoying, but at least he hadn’t taken any serious harm.

He got up, walking to the other side of the cave. Much as his hand was bothering him, there were other things that needed tending as well, and with Pikachu finally asleep, now was as good a time as any.

It was a little easier traveling without Misty and Brock, or any of the other companions that he’d had over his time trying to become a Pokémon master, but even with Pikachu as his only real companion, it was hard to get the privacy to get off. Ash couldn’t remember the last time that he’d done anything besides a quick jerk in the shower, and most of the time, that was all he got after weeks on the road. Even now, with his hand spasming a little bit, he couldn’t help but take the opportunity.

Going around the corner in the cave so that he had a little more privacy in case Pikachu woke up, he unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock. It was already starting to throb, getting hard in his grip as he started squeezing it, and he bit off a soft moan at the feeling of his own hand.

[i]Heh…I really need this,[/i] he thought with a smile, sitting down with his back to the wall as he started stroking himself.

Fantasies barely had a chance to come up before they were pushed away by other ones, some involving ladies that he’d seen on his trips, others involving – to his slight shame – some of the more unique Pokémon out there. He shivered as he clutched at the base of his cock, feeling it shoot up to full hardness, and he shook his head.

“Mmmph…too long…need to do this…more often.”

He wiggled a bit, letting his balls fall out through the zipper of his pants as well, and he started groping them. They were so full, so heavy, so…

So big.

In fact, his stroking felt like it was going further than usual as well, and Ash opened his eyes.

“Whoa, hey, what the…”

That…that wasn’t his usual size at all. As his hand spasmed from the tingles in it, he felt some sort of answering shock in his cock, making it twitch. Seeing his cock twitch and bounce wasn’t so unusual – he was usually more than a little pent-up and eager for relief, after all – but seeing it bigger than eight inches…that was unusual.

Ash stared at his dick as it kept growing. He wasn’t even touching it, and he could tell that he was as hard as he could get, but his dick kept on growing. Almost like it was being pulled out from his crotch, it stretched forward inch by inch. Ten inches, twelve, fourteen, and he shivered as he felt the air from out of the cave blow in, sending a chill down his cock. No shrinkage, though, as it kept on expanding, rising up and out like some sort of trick pole in a magic act.

But it was all real. He could feel every little bit of it, and he groaned as he reached down, squeezing the base. He held tight, and watched as his hand kept rising higher, and higher.

“Oh geez, oh geez…”

It was more than a foot long, then more than a foot and a half, almost like it was speeding up as it got bigger and bigger. His hand had been at the base of his cock, but now it was more than a foot away from his crotch, leaving him staring as his dick looked like something that should have been hanging been a Rapidash rather than from a human.

And it was so, so, [i]so[/i] sensitive! He gasped as he reached up to the head, arching his back as he almost came just from brushing his fingers against the tip. The electric tingles in his hand and his cock were spreading, heading up his arm and through his center, filling him with a strange sense of excitement and worry.

“Pi…”

“Pikachu?”

Ash hurriedly stood up, stuffing his dick – which had to be more than thirty inches long at that point – back into his pants. It ached, feeling like it was trying to stuff a third leg into his pants, but he managed it before the little electric Pokémon waddled around the corner. Pikachu looked up at him, and cocked its head to the side.

“Pi? Pika?”

“I’m fine, Pikachu, don’t worry about it.”

“Pi, pi-pi.”

“Yes, of course I’m sure!”

He didn’t mean to yell, but he was nervous. Something was happening, and it was making it harder and harder to think. Particularly with something that hard and that stiff shoved down his pants. But it wasn’t like Pikachu could help, nor did he really have to know that his master and friend was having so many problems.

He turned away, and grunted, falling back against the rocky wall again. His chest hurt, aching with the strange pressure and tingles that had been spreading all around, but…

As he pressed his hand to his chest, he felt something. Something hard, rather than something soft. Ash slowly unbuttoned his shirt, and his eyes went wide as he saw yellow and brown popping in, spreading like blotches over his chest. He pressed his hand to it, wondering if he’d bruised himself, but no. It wasn’t a bruise, but…but fur.

Fur over muscle, for that matter, and both were spreading rapidly over his chest, to his shoulders and then down his arms. Ash shook his head rapidly, trying to think of how this could have happened, but no matter what he did, he kept coming up blank. This was impossible, though, it had to be.

Rrrrrrip.

The shoulders of his shirt started breaking down as the muscle started pouring in, and Ash grabbed at the buttons. He had to –

“Nnngh!”

He groaned, feeling like he was sliding up the wall. Had he fallen back? No, he was still standing, but his body…he looked down at Pikachu, and the little guy looked even smaller than usual. And there was no way that Pikachu would be shrinking, which meant –

[i]I’m growing?[/i]

He looked at the wall, and then at the ceiling. The latter was definitely closer than it was before, and as he looked at himself again, more and more of his belly was showing. His shirt was rising up and his pants felt like they were tightening, not fitting anywhere near as well as they used to, and he could feel it constricting his breathing as the changes continued.

Ash stumbled through the cave, feeling the growth getting worse and worse with every step. Within three, he was scraping his head on the top of the cave, and in five, he had to hunch forward or be forced not to move. He had to get out, before he was trapped completely.

Pikachu followed at his ankles as he crawled out of the cave, his shirt stretched to its limits and his cap popping off. His pants had become nothing more than shorts, pulled tight and leaving him gasping for breath, and his dick…

His dick pushed down through the leg of one of the pants, hanging down past his knees, almost halfway down his calf from how big it had gotten. Ash leaned against the side of the mountain, his eyes half closed from the tingles and the…the pleasure that was rushing through him from the experience.

Because it was pleasurable, even as it freaked him out. The brown and yellow fur kept spreading, running up his cheeks towards his face. His nose and lips pressed forward in a flat muzzle, his nose becoming almost mouse-like as his ears started rounding. He brought one hand up to feel them, astounded at the way that they were growing outwards and bigger, swelling until they were beyond anything humanoid.

“Impossible…impossible…”

He could barely speak, barely breathe. His arms were bulging outwards as they grew longer, his biceps getting thicker, like someone was stuffing pokeballs of muscle beneath the furred skin. Just a simple movement seemed to carry more power and weight than it used to, and he shuddered as he realized just how strong he felt, like he could punch through the side of the mountain if he wanted to.

Pikachu chattered at him from below, and Ash tried to smile.

“I…I’m fine, Pikachu. This is…this is all – nnngh!”

He broke off as his cheeks started burning, getting hotter and hotter as he felt them changing. He pulled his hands up, rubbing against the strange heat, only to find that they were shocking him just like the stone had.

[i]Electric…And there’s no brown Pikachus out there, so I have to be –[/i]

A deep groan slipped from his lips as he bent forward, feeling a tremendous pressure at the base of his spine. He looked over his shoulder, watching the waistband of his pants push outwards bit by bit, until a lightning bolt pushed itself free. Attached to a long, thin tail, it pushed out further and further until it was almost as long as he was tall, which was saying a lot.

[i]Raichu,[/i] Ash thought, recognizing the shape from the Vermillion city gym a long time ago. He shook his head in shock, hardly believing what he was seeing, but it wasn’t stopping there.

His clothes finally gave up the ghost, his shirt shredding first. It came apart in patches of blue and white, falling to the ground all around him until there was nothing left. His chest and his belly had tightened up massively, becoming hard and almost armored with muscle, and he could even count the six little bumps along his belly.

His pants went next, his dick swinging up as soon as it was no longer restrained. It was even bigger than he was, stretching towards the sky, yellow and brown like the rest of him, and he had to lean back against the mountain slope to balance himself as it grew even faster than the rest of him.

[i]Getting…crazy…[/i]

He could hear Pikachu darting around beneath him – so far beneath him now – as his feet burst out of his shoes, turning into large paws rather than real feet anymore. He bit his lip, trying not to shout, but it was nearly impossible. The changes had become so heavy and so extreme that it was impossible to ignore them.

Even keeping his eyes closed, trying not to look at them, was impossible. Ash looked down at himself, seeing that he was soaring higher and higher. He had to be more than thirty feet tall, now, and even as he thought that, he felt the electric shocks spreading through him, forcing him to arch higher, taller, further off of the ground. His fingers raked through the sides of the mountain, leaving deep furrows behind, and his cock soared up higher than ever. If he was more than thirty feet tall, that thing had to be a minimum of twenty-five feet long, and getting bigger…

And sensitive. So sensitive.

Barely able to breathe as the transformation continued, Ash collapsed onto the mountain path. He could see Pikachu jump out of the way, but the mountain wasn’t nearly so safe. He left a crater in the side of it, and slipped back into the cave as its mouth opened up again. His upper body was stuck, leaving his dick to grow up against the side of the mountain…

And he wasn’t done growing, either. His chest and arms were trapped inside of the cave with his head, and they were still getting bigger. Foot upon foot piled onto his frame, and the stone started squeezing down around him, pulling at him like some sort of straitjacket, but he just didn’t stop. Even as the pressure grew stronger, he could feel the rocks cracking around him, stretching and breaking just like his clothes had.

Ash groaned, completely overwhelmed by the sensations, unable to do anything but ride it out as it got stronger and stronger, more and more powerful around him. He gasped for breath when the stone cut into him, only to get everything he needed as more of the rock cracked, broke, and turned to gravel around him.

Crack, as he grew bigger.

Crack, as he grew thicker.

Crack, as his cock pounded against the side of the mountain like an army of Onix beating their tails against the sides.

Again, and again, it cracked, until the stone above him split apart. Ash gasped, straining upwards as he pulled himself free again, and slowly stood up.

He had grown utterly massive, and had left a hole the size of a full town in the side of the mountain. Caverns and craters were left behind at the slightest move that he made, and he shuddered as he forced himself to stand up. He was nearly the size of the mountain, now, in height, and his cock…

He stared at it, watching as it soared upwards. If he could have laid his cock against the ground, it would have stretched all the way to Pewter City from here, or so it felt. It was massive, pointing towards the sky like some sort of –

[i]Booooooom…[/i]

Rolling thunder reminded him of the storm, and suddenly, a lightning bolt came down. It struck the head of his cock, and the sudden shock to his system sent Ash’s body into overdrive.

He shouted at the top of his lungs, electricity arcing from his cheeks towards the sky, and then back down to him. His balls swelled to the size of boulders, getting bigger and bigger as the constant shocks pushed them into hyper-production, and he almost fell backwards. No, he did fall backwards, his spine against the mountain’s peak as he came, and came, and came, a near-literal eruption of cum splattering over him, over the forest, over the entire area from how big he’d become.

He thrashed around, his cheeks unable to stop pumping electricity into the sky, and the lightning bolts falling faster and harder around his cock. Some struck the tip, others struck his balls, and some just struck around him, but the shocks kept forcing him to cum again and again, milking him of seed all over the place. Ash screamed, his cock feeling like it was growing, and he felt like his body was desperately trying to catch up.

It felt like it went on for hours, until there was nothing left in him. The electricity from his cheeks slowly ran out, and so did the storm. The clouds began to break, but Ash simply couldn’t get up. He was too exhausted to pull himself off of the mountain…but not too tired to look around and see what he’d done.

The forest green around the mountain had been replaced by cum-white. The peak, the slopes, everything that was still standing looked like it had been sloshed in white paint, and the area reeked of cum and sex.

Somewhere near where the cave had been, he saw a little splatter. That would be Pikachu, he would guess, trying to swim to safety. He slowly moved his tail, giving the little mouse Pokémon a place to land and be out of the flood.

[i]How…what am I going to do?[/i] he thought, seeing what he’d done. [i]I’m a monster, here…how long until someone finds me and…what would they even do?[/i]

Too many questions for too tired a mind. Ash groaned, trying to pull himself awake, but all he could do was just…fall asleep, too exhausted for anything else.

[b][u][center]The End[/center][/u][/b]