FSE

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You let a grunt as you finish typing out the last paragraph. The deadline was met with barely anytime to give. Lack of sleep was hitting you hard as you rub your eyes for what seemed like the hundredth time. But at long last, you finally finished. Hitting the save button, you send the file to your boss and log out.

“I need sleep now,” you yawn out, stretching your arms.

Getting up, your turn off everything before heading out your office. There are only a a few people working as you head to the lobby. The front desk clerk looks at you with a smile.

“Finally done Oscar?” the lady said giving you a smile. Vibrant yellow eyes looked at you with a playful manner as she puts her book down.

“Yeah. I'm all done Rachael,” you said tiredly letting out another yawn.

“Boss has been running you ragged. But that comes with being the best reporter in town.”

You let out a chuckle at that. It was a childhood dream to be in the papers. Thanks to your grandmother who always read it to you in the morning before school. You thought it would be great if everyone read what you wrote. So you took lots of English courses, passing them with flying colors. College was a bit harder with all the essays and reports that you had to do. But it didn't phase you any as you graduated in the top ten for grades. Job hunting turned out good as you got a part time job for a tabloid to start out. It was fun, but not what you wanted.

Then you got your big break came when the manager of Diglett Daily came to you with one of your stories and was very impressed with how will you worded everything and the background info you provided. She asked if you wanted a job and of course you said yes almost automatically. So you gave your two weeks notice and joined the Diglett as a field reporter, getting stories and writing them. It was a great job as you got to travel all over getting exclusive or uncovering something good.

“I may be the best, but even the best get tired,” you chuckle. “Have a good night.”

“You too,” she smiles at you.

You head outside, taking in a breath of the chilly fall air before walking to your car. Hopping in, you let out a sigh, sitting there for a bit before starting her up and heading home. It wasn't a long drive thanks to the lights being on your side. Pulling into the parking lot, you find a space before hopping out and heading inside the apartment complex. Unlocking the door, you walk in, turning on the living room light before hanging your keys on the wall hook.

“Man am I beat. Gonna take a shower before hitting the bed.”

Your bedroom is amass with all the awards you received in your three years there, ranging from simple ribbons to plaques. Sitting on the bed, you groan softly at the comfort as you sink into the softness.

“Better take that shower before I get to comfy.”

Underwear in hand, you walk into the bathroom and turn on the water, letting the steam rise before washing down. Feeling clean, you dry off before heading to the kitchen in only your underwear, opening the fridge and grabbing a bottle of water before gulping it down.

“Much better,” you say before tossing the empty bottle into the recycle bin and heading back to the bedroom.

Sliding into the bed, you sigh happily as the soft mattress contorts to your body. You pull the covers over your body as you drift off to sleep almost immediately.

////////

A grunt escapes you as you jog on the thread-mill. Sweat comes down the side of your face as you wipe it off.

“Come on Oscar. Just another mile and you're done,” the lady said cheering you on.

You let out a wheeze as your legs feel like they are gonna fall off. But you grit your teeth and keep jogging, your steps heavy on the metal machine. The machine slowed down before coming to a stop as you put hands on your knees breathing heavily. The Machamp hands you a bottle of water as you gulp it down.

“Great work Oscar. You are really coming along great,” the lady said writing on her clipboard.

“I...would like to....have my....lungs back,” you pant out.

She laughs at that before patting your back.

“You've almost hit your goal though. Maybe another week of this and you'll reach your goal.”

“Sounds great,” you say, drinking more water before wiping your face with the towel the Machamp gave you.

“Indeed. All right, hit the showers and I'll see you next week.”

“Thanks May.”

May smiled before leaving along with the pokemon as you watch her. With a sigh, you head into the locker room with a small limp in your step. The shower squeaks on as you stand under it, washing off a good day of exercise. Feeling clean, you head your locker just as your phone rings. You grab your wireless headset and adjust it on your ear before speaking.

“This is Oscar.”

“Oscar! It's Victoria,” a sweet voice replied.

Victoria Finley was the one that hired you because of your skills and the ability to go where needed. She also might have little bit of a crush on you.

“Speak to me boss lady,” you say drying off.

“The annual Pokemon tournament is tomorrow and I need you to get an interview with the winner.”

“Should I ask them twenty questions?”

That was your code word for getting all the questions that dig into the past.

“Make it ten. We don't want to upset or overwhelm the poor the kid. You are a beast when it comes to asking questions.”

“Force of habit,” you chuckle, slipping on your shirt and pants as you close the locker, grabbing your bag and heading to the door.

“That's what makes you the best.”

A smile crosses your lips as you wave bye to the gym attendants and head for your car, tossing the bag in the back and sitting in the front.

“Where am I going?”

“Jefferson City. Plane ticket is already purchased for a three o'clock departure.”

Looking at your watch, you had five hours. Plenty of time to get what you need done.

“Sounds like a plan. I'll be there.”

“Great. It'll go well with the sports section. See you when you get back,” she said before hanging up.

You toss you ear piece off after the call ends on the passenger seat. She always took care of you in terms of traveling. Starting the car, you head out towards home. Parking the car, you walk inside and toss your bag into the closet before heading to your room and gather the stuff you would need for the trip. Your recorder, notebook, pen, laptop, and other things that would be required.

“Now what to wear?”

Normal reporters would look business like, slacks and a pressed shirt. But you keep it casual, shorts, tank top, pants, shirts, anything that would help the interview go smooth and carefree instead of being in an interrogation. Tossing everything into your carry on bag, you plop down on the sofa, cup of coffee milk in your hand before watching TV for a bit. Once the time comes, you call for a taxi and travel to the airport. Of course the security lines is long as you press forward at a Muk's pace. Finally passing through, you arrive at gate two ten and take a seat, leg crossed as you read your favorite sci-fi book.

“Say, aren't you Oscar Williams?”

You look up to see a young lady standing in front of you.

“That would be me.”

“I loved your interview with the gardener and his Sudowodo. It made me want to try and make my own garden. Thank you for that.”

“You are quite welcomed,” you say with a smile before hearing the gate attendant announce it will start boarding passengers.

Standing up, you wait in line before presenting your ticket to the attendant and walking down the tunnel into the plane and find a seat, the same lady sitting next to you. Everyone took their seats as the stewardess went through all the safety precautions before the plane wheeled out onto the runway and took off. You slept through the whole fours hour trip as the bump from the landing wakes you up. Once the plane docks, you wait until everyone leaves before leaving yourself, carry on in hand as it rolls behind you. A beep catches your attention as you dig into your pocket and take out your phone, looking at the blinking light. It was a message from Victoria mentioning she forget to tell you about your hotel reservations.

“Forgetful at times, but still a great boss.”

You walk out the airport and grab a cab to the Pilot hotel. Walking in, you grab your key-card before heading up to floor nine and room three. It was a simple hotel room. Two beds, probably hard as a rock. Paper thin sheets along with the covers.

“Oh well,” you shrug before sitting down, surprised that the mattress was soft.

You give a stretch before undressing and getting into the bed. Turning off the light, you pass out almost immediately.

/////

Morning came quickly as your phone's alarm blares you awake. You moan before shutting it off, curling back under the surprisingly warm covers.

“I don't want to get up,” you groan.

Getting back to sleep doesn't seem to work as you grunt before siting up on the edge of the bed, rolling your neck around. Standing up, you reach into your bag pulling out some underwear and walking into the bathroom. Inside, you see the complimentary soap and shampoo.

“Doesn't matter which hotel, they all give you the same thing.”

Turning on the water, you hop in when its the right temp and wash down. Feeling clean, you dry off with the small ass towel they provide before slipping on a pair of black and red wind breaker pants along with a white jersey. Grabbing your wallet, notebook, and pen, you put them in a small backpack before heading out and down to the lobby where the smell of breakfast hits your nose.

“Maybe a quick bite before heading out.”

Walking to the dining room, you see a breakfast buffet laid out as you grab a plate and add some eggs, sausage, and pancakes along with some tea. Munching down, you check your phone as a few message were there. One from your boss and the other from a friend. Your boss tells you where the tournament is gonna be held where as your friend tell you about a group event coming up with everyone.

“Sounds like a fun time. Haven't been with everyone in a while.”

Finishing your breakfast, you stand up and head out. The stadium isn't a far walk as you check on your phone. Only about a twenty minute walk away. You hoist the bag over your shoulder before heading off. The sky was a clear and blue, sun shining bright as a few wisps of clouds floated around. Everyone was going about their business, laughing and talking away.

After about twenty five minutes, the stadium comes into view. It was a beautiful building which held many events. But this is where it should be cause it brought in people from all over to see the up and coming Pokemon trainers. Reaching the ticket booth, you show your press badge and go to the designated section. Taking a seat, you take the bag off your shoulder and place it on the ground before looking around. The stadium was packed with mostly young adults and kids who forced their parents here.

“I feel bad for the parents,” you chuckle, grabbing your notebook to start taking notes.

A young announcer walked into the middle of the stage causing people to cheer as she held the mic up and started to speak.

“Welcome young and old to the Nexus Pokemon Championship. You are about to see the best of the best compete for the grand prize of ten thousand credits and the Nexus trophy!!”

The crowd cheered at that as you cross your legs and get comfy.

“If everyone is read, then without further ado, lets the tournament begin!!”

The large screen on the wall came to life showing all the people that would be trying for the grand prize. There were thirty six people all together. So this should make for some great entertainment. The first two contestants took the stage as the tournament got underway. Your eyes took in everything, hand a blur on the notebook. You could see the stress on each of the trainer's face as they struggled through the tournament. A display of sportsmanship was shown at the beginning and end of each match which made you smile. After an hour passed of some great pokemon battles, it was finally down to the last two trainers. Your phone was down to thirty percent from all the pictures you took as you snapped two more. On one side of the ring was Pryce Maxwell with his pokemon consisting of Slyveon, Articuno, and Dragonite. His opponent, Victor Talonshard had a team of Charizard, Mismagus, and Salamence.

Once the battle started, it was a great display of fireworks. You thought your hand would fall off with how much you were writing and trying to keep up. Soon, it came down to Articuno and Salamence as each did their best along with their trainers that were shouting orders and trying to come up with some strategy. But at the end, and all the dust cleared, Articuno stood proud as the crowd cheered with the great display of moves. Both trainers meet in the middle and gave each other a friendly handshake and hug before Victor walked off the stage. The announcer came up and presented the trophy to Pryce as the crowd cheered. You packed up everything, rubbing your wrist with how much you written.

“Guess that's my cue,” you said getting up, weaving your way through the crowd to the exit.

///////

After the crowd dispersed, you managed to have a sit down with Pryce as he was relaxing in the park with his pokemon out as he treated them to a great victory meal.

“That was a great match you had in the finals. I thought Victor had it there for a moment,” you say, bringing out your recorder.

“Yes it was. It was a great tournament all together and I was happy to be a part of it. But the real thanks goes to my team for helping me out.”

His pokemon cuddled him happily making him laugh as you chuckle.

“Well, I won't keep you long. Just a few questions. What made you become a trainer?”

“I guess watching my brother train his pokemon for so long and giving me pointers on what and what not to do sorta got me on the path to where I am now. And I don't really regret it one bit.”

“Yeah. Having a sibling to help you out and get you started is always a good thing. I thought about trying my hand but I found journalist to be more my style. When did you go for your first contest and what pokemon did you have?”

“My first contest was just a solo match with a local trainer. And I had this beauty with me,” he said, scratching the Sylveon's chin making its ribbon tails wag happily. “We may have lost, but it was a fun experience for us both. Right Violet?”

“Syl,” Violet said with a smile.

“How did you end up with your other two pokemon. Especially an Articuno? That's a rare one to get.”

“Angel here I met by luck. She was injured and I helped her back to full health. Been together ever since,” he smiled before laughing as the Dragonite pulled him into her lap from behind and hugging happily. “As for Frost, well, that's something special.”

You look at him curiously, your reporter instinct starting to kick in.

“Special? How so?”

“Never mind. Forget I said anything,” he said, blushing softly along with Frost.

Normally, you would dig deeper, but your boss said not to grill him since he's just a teenager. But you do notice that his pokemon are a little over affectionate. Cuddling is okay, but you notice small things, like the Sylveon using its ribbons to go inside his shirt. The Dragonite paws were rubbing his shoulders a little to sensual. Something only a lady or loved one would do.

“Do you plan on trying out for any other tournaments after this one?”

“At the moment, no. I just want to bask in this victory at the moment.”

“I don't blame you. That was a tough tournament and final battle. You and your team earned a well deserved rest. I think I got what I needed for a great article. Hopefully you'll read it and enjoy what I write.”

“I'm sure I will. Thanks for interviewing me. Its my first interview ever and I was kinda nervous.”

“Haha, I was gonna give you my regular interview, but my boss said not to since I ask personal questions,” you chuckle, hitting the stop on the recording and pocketing it before standing up. “Pleasure meeting you Pryce,” you say holding your hand out.

“Likewise Mr Oscar. I can't wait to read it,” he says shaking your hand.

“I'll be sure to mail you your own personal copy,” you say turning to head back.

You stop and look back to see him laughing as the Dragonite was licking his neck. Your instincts were screaming at you that something was up. You were never the one to stop your instincts cause they lead you to be who you are now. But, you abide by your boss's wishes not to give him the third degree as you shrug your shoulders and head back to the hotel room. She said not to grill him, but she didn't say anything about not following him as you smile.

“Guess I'll do a little snooping.”

////////

Night time came as you sat on the hotel bed, laptop on your knees and the news playing on the TV. You followed Pryce pretty much all day from a distance. Something was going on and you intended to find out what is was. But so far, you couldn't find anything out of the ordinary as he went about his daily activity like a normal trainer with his pokemon. But there was just something off about him. You can't place your finger on it though. Your thoughts were interrupted as your phone rang on the dresser. Grabbing your ear piece, you slip it on before answering.

“This is Oscar.”

“Hey Oscar. Its Victoria. How did it go?”

“Pretty good. The tournament was a real pleasure to witness. Maybe I should've gotten into training instead of being a reporter.”

“And me lose the best journalist I ever had? Never.”

You chuckle at that as you look at the screen of your laptop at all the stuff you've typed in so far. It was pretty detailed and almost ten pages.

“Anything else good happen that might've caught your eye? You do have a knack for catching stuff.”

Should you tell her what you did all day? And to a teenager at that.

“Well there was something, but it turned out to be a dead end.”

“A shame. Think you can fill me in as to what it was?”

“Nothing that would interest you boss lady. Trust me on that.”

“Okay. I trust your judgment. I expect to see your article soonish then. Have a good night.”

You hang up before sighing. You know she would berate you for your idea of stalking a kid. But there was something in the way he said special between him and Frost. What could it be? A grunt escapes you as you lay back in the bed, looking at the ceiling. Your stomach grumbles as you sit back up.

“Can't think on an empty stomach.”

Getting up, you head down to the dining room as the dinner buffet was laid out. Grabbing a plate, you add some lasagna with veggies, also grabbing a soda before sitting down and munching away. Your mind still trying to figure out what the deal with Pryce was.

“Well well, if it isn't the famous Mr. Williams.”

You look up from your food and do a double take at who was in front of you.

“Patty Sinclair!? Well this is a surprise.”

She smiled before taking a seat in front of you,, smoothing out the black dress she was wearing which showed off her curves very well as your eyes couldn't help but roam. A man dressed in an all black with sunglasses was standing behind her, arms crossed in front of him. Patty was a sought after model after you helped her popularity with the story you did and your connections to certain people.

“I can't thank you enough for all that you did for me. I'm more famous now thanks to you.”

“No thanks needed. All I did was write the truth and speak to a few people.”

She giggled at that before reaching out and touching your hand which sent a little shiver up it.

“Well, maybe one day I could repay you. Maybe, a night on the town. Just the two of us?”

You give a smile at that.

“That sounds wonderful to me. Just as long as I'm not putting a dent in your schedule.”

She waves a hand dismissively.

“Trivial matters. I would clear everything off for you.”

“Then you have a date.”

Her yellow eyes lit up before writing on a napkin and giving it to you.

“My personal number. Call me and lets make this happen.”

She got up slowly, leaning over to kiss your cheek before walking away. You smile watching her hips move back and forth. The smell of her perfume lingered in your nose that smelt like strawberries. You shake your head before finishing your food. With a full stomach, you head back up to your room and blaze through the rest of your article, double checking for errors like you were taught to before saving it. A yawn escapes you as you turn off everything before laying down under the covers and passing out.

////////

“Great stuff Oscar,” Victoria said, reading over the article. “But you need work on the pictures.”

“I'm a writer, not a photographer,” you chuckle sitting at your desk.

“True. I should've had Felix go with you. Oh well, these will work regardless. Did you happen to find anything else while you were out there?”

“Not really,” you say, keeping your thoughts to yourself.

Victoria nods before folding the paper and smiling.

“There's a fashion show going on in two days showing the newest pokemon clothes and accessories.”

“And you want me there to get the exclusive?”

“You were asked for believe it or not. I guess your writing abilities are stretching far and wide. But just remember, you belong to me,” Victoria grinned.

You laugh at that before bowing your head.

“Yes my queen.”

“Wise ass,” she chuckled, hitting your head playfully with the paper before walking back to her office.

You watch her leave before your phone beeps. Reaching for it, you look and let out a curse.

“Crap. I totally forgot about my parents anniversary.”

Taking a seat, you grab the phone on the desk and dial up the restaurant making the reservations. It may have cost a pretty penny, but they were worth it. Having done that, you ring up your mom as she picks up with a laugh.

“Well hello there mister reporter,” she chuckles.

“Hey mom,” you smile. “You and dad get dressed. I made dinner reservations for the two of you at the Restor.”

“Aw son. You didn't have to.”

“But I did. I'm gonna call my friend at the car service for a ride also.”

She chuckles at that.

“We appreciate it son. We'll get ready and wait.”

“Excellent. I'll call him. Just listen for the beep. Have fun and enjoy,” you say before hanging up and calling your friend at the limo service. He said it would be no problem and would hook your parents up. Having done that, you let out a yawn and look at the time which read three in the afternoon. Victoria wouldn't mind you leaving early as you turn your computer off and head for the lobby.

“Guess I'll stop for something quick to eat.”

Hopping in your car, you pull out into the street and head to the small plaza which head a small grocery store, drug store, and other shops. Finding a spot, you get out and head for Blastoise Burgers cause their double cheeseburgers are fries are to die for. Standing in line after walking in, you give them your order as your nose picks up the small of cooked meat, seasoning, and fries. After five minutes went by, your order comes out in a brown bag, grease shown at the bottom meaning they cooked it right there nice and fresh. Grabbing the bag, you turn around and bump into someone dropping your food.

“Sorry about that,” the person said,” the person said.

You look and see it's none other then Pryce.

“Well, fancy meeting you here Mr. Pryce.”

“Oh...um....hey,” he says with a smile.

You bend down to pick up your food, thankful it was still in the bag. When you do pick it up, you see a car underneath. Curious, you pick it up also as it shows a hologram pokeball on a silver card. Turning it over, you read the back which says Forbidden Pleasures Platinum Member

“What is Forbidden Pleasure?” you ask still looking at the interesting car.

Pryce lets out a gasp, his face red before snatching the card away.

“Its nothing. Don''t worry about it. I need to go.”

You watch him leave in a hurry to an awaiting car which drove off as soon as he hopped in. You couldn't help the grin that comes across your face as you dash out the door yourself and get into your car. Starting her up, you speed off after the car, thankful you were able to catch some of the lights. You knew there was something amiss with him and now you had something to go on.

“Looks like I got me another story.”

//////

You lost the car behind a light, but managed to track it down to a small neighborhood. Parking a few houses down , you watch as he gets out and his pokemon greet him with hugs and nuzzles before he heads inside. You shut the car off and settle down, leaning the car seat back and munching on your food as you play the wasting game. You always did like a good stake out. Almost like being in a movie. Finishing your food, you open the glove department and pull out a crossword puzzle book and get lost in it.

Nighttime hit you jolt awake from the sound of a taxi passing you by. It stops at the house Pryce went into as he comes out and hops in. You smile as you start your car, waiting for it to go down the road before following it. After a forty minute drive from the highway and down into the suburbs, you turn down a dirt road towards a large building. This is something you were not expecting. Maybe he was coming here for some kind of secret training. But there was no kind of a ring or anything.

“What are you doing way out here Pryce?”

You watch the taxi pull up to the front as Pryce got out. A screech hits your ears as you look up to see Frost land next to him. He gave her a hug before they head inside. Looking around, you try to find a parking spot but it seems nothing was open. Some cars were even parked on the grass. Maybe this was illegal fighting. You lick your lips at another juicy story that's right in front of you. After barely finding a spot, you get out, seeing a police car do a patrol.

“What kind of facility needs police presence?”

You make your way to the front entrance, seeing Pryce talk to the front desk attendant before walking inside. Now how are you gonna get in without being blunt? Maybe the old bathroom trick would work? Worth a shot right? Shrugging your shoulders, you take a breath before walking in.

The first thing that catches your eyes is the sparkling clean floor. Your reflection is shown in the shiny marble floor with the same image of the pokeball in the middle. A beautiful chandler was suspended from the ceiling right next to a waterfall that started from the top and fell down to what appeared to be the basement, but you don't know for sure. The subtle smell of vanilla bits your nose along with the cool breeze from the A/c.

“What the hell kind of place is this? Is it some kind of hotel?” you say to yourself looking around.

To your left was a long hallway with a royal blue carpet going down the hall. Various smell briefly could be detected as maintenance people walked the carpet. You also see various patrons walking into the a door, some holding plates with food. To the right was the lobby where some people were chatting and joking away on couches or talking on the phone. The couches had plastic coverings over the legs to prevent scratches when being moved. Straight ahead in the left corner was a set of stairs leading up along with the elevators. Various people were going up and down along with pokemon.

“Yep. Has to be a hotel.”

You spot the front the front desk manned by a young lady. By her side was an Arcanine, tail wagging happily as she gave it playfully scratches under the chin. Thinking fast, you check your pocket and breath a sigh of relief as you feel your recorder.

“Alright, show time,” you say, hitting the record button and walking to the desk where the lady greeted you.

“Good evening and welcome to Forbidden Pleasures! What can I help you with today?”

“Is this a hotel?” you ask.

“Yes it is. The best hotel around.”

“Great. I've been traveling for a bit and would like to rest.”

“Wonderful. Do you know how long you wish to stay?”

“Um....is there a price sheet around here?”

“Sure thing,” the lady said reaching under the desk.

You look around again and do a double take at what you see. Up on the floor above you, you could see a lady and a Hypno looked in a passionate kiss before disappearing into the room they were in front of. That can't be right. What the hell was going on here?

“Sir!?” the lady said snapping you back to attention. “Is there something wrong?”

“Well I um....what um....what kind of hotel allows human and pokemon interactions?”

The lady looks at you, lowering the papers in her hand and raising an eyebrow.

“This is what the hotel promotes. A deeper connection with trainers or people to their pokemon.”

Red flags with overboard in you head. You stumbled upon maybe the best story of your life.

“What is this hotel called?”

“Forbidden Pleasures sir. Is there something wrong?”

“How is something like this allowed?”

The Arcanine next to the lady lets out a growl making you jump before the lady gave its head a few calming strokes.

“Easy Volcano,” she said before looking at you again. “What are you here for sir?”

Crap. This was getting out of hand and fast. You weren't expecting anything like this and it threw you off big time.

“Um...” you stutter out.

“I'm gonna have to ask you to leave sir. Have a good night.”

“Is there something wrong?” a silky voice says in your head.

You look to your left to see a Gardevoir walk down the stairs towards you.

“Another one with a one sided view ma'am,” the lady said with a bored voice.

“I see. Please, follow me to my office and we can talk there.”

You nod your head before following the pokemon up the stairs to the office marked manager. An establishment run by a pokemon? This is something new. Walking in, you see it sit behind a desk and look at you with those soft, red eyes. The office furniture sat upon a plush beige rug as a couch was on one side. On the wall over the couch were several pictures as you take a seat on the comfy chair in front of its desk. You eyes scan the pictures before one catches your eye which makes the Gardevoir smile.

“Ah yes, the famous actor and his brother came here one day and really enjoyed themselves.”

“I still don't believe a place like this exist. Its....unnatural for....”

“A pokemon and human to have sex?” she finishes for you. “Why is that? Because someone says it is?”

“No, because they are animals so to speak.”

The Gardevoir chuckles, keeping her eyes on you.

“I assure you mister Williams, we are more then mere animals as you say. We have needs just like humans do.”

“I can believe that. It is a primal need after all. Wait.....how did you know my name?”

It giggles at that before leaning back.

“I am a psychic type pokemon remember. I can read minds to an extent. You are looking for Pryce to try and find a story for your paper. Well, it seems you found one no?”

You blush at that before chuckling.

“Guilty as charged.”

“I can't stop you from writing what you want. That would be a violation to alter someones memory. But maybe I can help you see things from a different perspective.”

“What do you mean?”

The Gardevoir smiled before standing up and walking over to you. You tense feeling its hands on your shoulder but relax as it rubs gently.

“Head up to room ten twenty and wait. All your questions will be answered.”

“Um.....sure,” you say standing up and walking to the door.

“Oh yes, you won't be needed that.”

You jump feeling your recorder leave your pocket and float over to pokemon as it smiles. Shrugging your shoulders, you head out the office and to the elevator, hitting the call button. As it opens up, a Nidoqueen walks out giving you a smile. You smile back and get in before looking at it. As the door closes, you spot a trail of white substance going down its legs.

“What have I gotten myself into?”

The tenth floor hit as the car door opened up to an egg shell white carpet as a Mr. Mime was vacuuming along with a janitor. They give you a nod as you walk down the hall to the room. Behind closed doors, you could hears the moans and growls of couples engaged in passion.

“Boy, Victoria would love to have this article.”

Reaching the room, you walk in and close it behind you. Inside was a simple studio apartment with a large bed with blue covers and pillows on a nice plush, brown rug. A fridge was in the corner which held a small kitchen. An open door in the back lead to the bathroom as you see a nice sized shower and tub.

“Impressive setup. Kinda like my room in college.”

You take a seat on the bed, surprised at the softness as you kick off your shoes and look out the window seeing the view. The stars were out and made the night sky look like it had chicken pox. The butterflies in your stomach wouldn't stop slapping its wings as you sit there waiting for something. You don't have to wait long as a knock was heard as the visitor entered. It was a Sandslash as it sharp claws were covered in what appeared to be a soft, gel like covering. It looked pretty funny as it closed the door and walked up to the bed and gave you a soft smile.

“Slash,” it says softly, giving a courtesy.

“Um....hello there,” you stutter out.

It places it claws on your knees making you jump softly as it smiles again. It doesn't waste any time as it leans over and nuzzles your crotch softly making you shiver. Is this really going to happen? Those soft brown eyes look up at you with an almost lustful need as it licks your covered crotch. With a swallow, you undo your pants and slide them down with shaky hands along with your boxers as your semi erect cock dangles there as you sit back down. It gives a soft coo seeing you disrobe as it nuzzles your shaft gently before giving it soft kisses from the bottom to the top. Once at the top, it licks all around the tip before slipping it gently into his muzzle.

“Ohh,” you moan, eyes closing slightly from the pleasure.

It seemed to smile hearing that as it nursed your head, sucking softly before taking in into its muzzle slowly. Your toes curl and your fists ball the covers as you watch your pride and joy get serviced by this ground type pokemon. Sure you had your share of oral pleasure before, but this is on a whole different level. Its tongue was smooth and silky feeling as it tickled the nerves on your tip.

“How do they teach them to do this? This is unreal.” you think to yourself as the research needed to go into would probably be intense.

The hot air it breathes out its nose makes you shiver as your hips start to move, pushing your cock slowly deeper into its muzzle. Instead of gagging, it moans with your thrusts, head moving in tempo. Its been awhile since you had this kind of treatment as pre starts to drool out softly. Once it got a taste, it eases up, letting go of your cock with a pop before smiling up at you.

“Well, that was.......interesting,” you pant softly.

It nods its head before nimbly hopping into your lap earning an oof out you. Its there you feel the warmth of its body on yours as a bit of moisture could be felt against your groin. A female huh? Guess that's a good thing. You feel its claws go around your neck before tensing up as its smooth muzzle lips connect with yours. A shiver goes up your spine as you wrap your arms around it as best as you could bringing it closer. The coverings around it spikes were smooth and gel like, cool to the touch. Her tongue wormed its way into your moth as you twist it with yours, both of you moaning softly and grinding into each other. No matter how wrong you think this is, your body is loving every moment. The kiss breaks as you both pant softly. With a giggle, its places a claw on your chest, pushing you down gently as you look up at her.

“Sandslash sand,” it says softly, trailing a claw down your chest slowly as her lower regions keep grinding. You can feel how wet she's getting as an urge starts to build inside you.

“Ready when you are,” you say, chest heaving lightly.

She smiles down at you before raising her lower body. You spot a line of her pre stick to your cock before the tip kisses her folds. This is really happening! A groan escapes both your throats as inch by inch invades her tunnel. Sure the flew flings you had were good, but nothing came close to the heat and tightness around your phallus as your groins meet.

“Ohh....Arceus that's....hot and tight,” you groan.

She keeps smiling down at you, claws on your chest before raising up slowly, squeezing all the way before lowering back down. All you could do is moan as the ground type was riding you like a doll. But you're not complaining one bit as sensations you never felt before run up and down your spine You hold her hips as she rides you lovingly. And here you thought pokemon were just animals. Boy, were you wrong.

She let out small coos and little huffs of pleasure as her eyes looked into your with love and affection. Her gel covered claws caress your chest slowly, leaving goosebumps in their wake. The scales on her body were smooth and cool to the touch as they smashed against your hips slowly. Here you are, Oscar Williams, getting ridden hard by a ground type pokemon. You could read the headlines now: Reporter caught going to deep, literally. You can feel the tell tale signs of your climax approaching as your cock throbs hard inside her tunnel. She could tell your close as she picks up the pace, the bed springs squeaking in unison. Her eyes close, head tilted back as it moans and squirms.

“I'm.....getting close,” you moan out, gripping her waist harder.

All she did was nod, riding and squeezing you harder. You could feel its claws try to dig into your skin and you thank Arceus it couldn't. That would be hell to explain. Hey, how'd you get those claws marks across your chest? Oh, I let a Sandslash ride me hard. You should try it sometime. Your breathing picks up as you move your hips faster. Closing your eyes, you try to hold back. But the tight, clenching walls was unforgiving around your penis as you start to shake.

“Cum.....ming,” you sputter out before pulling her down and arching your back.

That first spray of seed blasts out the flared tip and into the ground type making it coo in satisfaction before moaning out as it joins you in climax. Her hot honey leaks out and covers your groin, matting your pubic hair before you both relax. It lays down on you, licking your chest softly.

“Un....real,” was all you say as it chuckles lightly.

A slight breeze washes over you as the A/c turns on. The Sandslash sits up on your chest before lifting off your limp cock with a pop as a small trail of your combined juices drip down. It leans over to you and gives you another kiss before sliding off the bed. Walking to the door, it opens it before walking out, closing it behind her. You sit up, head still spinning as there was a knock on the door and the Gardevoir walked in.

“Enjoy your experience?”

You look at it before sheepishly nodding your head.

“Yeah. It was.....something else.”

“I'm glad to hear that. But your experience is far from over. Feel free to wash off in the shower provided,” she said with a smile before leaving.

What did she mean by that? You let it wonder around in your brain before standing up on shaky knees and heading into the shower for a brief wash off. Coming out, you sit on the bed and rest your head in your hands trying to wrap your head around what just happened. You don't get a chance to think long as there is a knock on the door. It opens as you jump seeing what comes in.

“Skunk,” the Skuntank says looking at you.

Hey, you would jump to seeing a skunk walk in the a room the size of a dog. You sit back down and chuckle.

“Sorry about that.”

It gives a smile and a flick of its bushy tail before hopping on the bed and nuzzling you. You chuckle and tickle its chin making it purr before its eyes lock on your semi hard cock.

“Tank,” it says softly, leaning its head down to drag its tongue across your flesh making you gasp.

Its tongue was a bit rough then the Sandslash, but it still gives the same pleasure as you spring to life quickly. A murr escapes its snout as it wiggles out your lap and lays on top of the bed, legs spread showing its needy vulva. Now, normally you would dive right in and lap away. But this is a skunk we're talking about. Biting the bullet, you slide between its spread legs as the slight smell of musk catches your nose. Closing your eye, you lean closer before dragging your tongue slowly over her spade making it gasp and tense up. The taste wasn't as bad as you thought it would it be. Almost like a normal female. With a grin, you dive in, pushing your tongue into her body as lap everything you can.

“Skunk,” it moans out, panting heavily as it claws the air, moving it hips to match the tempo of your tongue.

The only thing you could think of now is the door being smashed in and the flashes of cameras going on nonstop catching you in the act. But nothing happens as you continue to make this pokemon squirm in pleasure. Your hands reach up and start to scratch its stomach making it whine and whimper.

“T....tank...Skuntank...”

You stop your ministrations and look up at it as the lust filled eyes make you smile. You crawl up and kiss it deeply, claws wrapping around your neck as it pushes it tongue to taste its own body. You break off, a trail of saliva linking your tongues before smiling.

“Shall we begin?”

It nods it heads rapidly, grinding into you making you chuckle. Sitting up, you inch closer as you can feel the heat kiss your tip. With a moan, you push into her as your eyes close along with hers. You can feel her tail underneath you wag rapidly and tickle your balls as you hilt it fully. Opening your eyes, you look down to see it tongue lolling out, head back as it paws bat at the air. With a huff, you pull out slowly, the clenching walls refusing to let you go as you get to the tip before pushing back in.

Again, you find yourself in the thrones of passion with a pokemon. This time, you don't care as your hips push back and forth. It whines were coming fast and rapidly as you plunged your cock over and over into her body. You sit up, hands gripping it rear legs as you pump into it. The squelching sound catches your ears as you grunt, and start to go deeper. A snarl escapes it snout as it tenses up with the deeper thrusts. Her body trying to thrust in tandem with yours, wanting everything you had to offer. Its mouth open in a silent scream as it cums hard. The squelching sound gets louder as you could feel the liquid cover your length and gush out with each push as your orbs slap its taint.

“Al....ready?” you pant out with a chuckle. “Lets see if I can get one more out of you.”

You pull out making it whimper before yelping feeling its body get turned around to all fours. Seeing what you were planning, its tail hiked up high and over its back as you see her drip onto the covers beneath. She looks behind her shoulder, wiggling her hips a little.

“Tank tank,” it said with a lustful growl.

“As you wish,” you grin, grabbing her hips before aiming your rod and driving into her body

Feeling you plunge back into her body earns you a whimper of pleasure and a tensing of her body squeezing down on you. In this position, you have a bit more leverage as you completely cover her body when you lean over. She was at your mercy and it looks like she loved every bit of it as she arched her back, thrusting back into you. Your sensitive phallus goes in and out with vigor making the bed rock. It almost looks like you are turning into a pokemon with how hard you are pounding her.

“You......want this.....badly don't you?” you whisper to her

“Sk....skuntank...tank....tank,” she replies, nodding her head before leaning up to lick your chin.

You shiver at that, cock throbbing as your balls start to slowly pull into your body. This is definitely the story of the year. Not including the best night of your life. A ripping sound echoes in the air as the Skuntank tears into the fabric from the pleasure coursing through its body. Its tongue lolls out as she pants heavily, body shaking with each powerful thrust you deliver. You thought you could last longer then this, but apparently, the pleasure is a bit more then you can handle.

You let out a groan as you double your speed more then you thought you would be able to do making the Skuntank's eyes open in shock. Gritting your teeth, you feel the tip flare, ready to deliver another payload into a different Pokemon. A loud yelp startles you as that clenching tunnel convulses around your member, spilling her essences around it. A few more deep, hard thrusts later and you join in on the sweet bliss of release. A soft coo is heard underneath as you fill the tight, wet tunnel with your seed. Once it was all over, you collapse on your side, hugging her to your body as it wiggles closely, loving the soft rubs you give it around its stomach.

“Better then the first,” you sigh softly.

A giggle comes from it as it squeezes you playfully, making sure to get everything causing your hips to jerk into her. The A/c kicks on again before there is another knock on the door as the Gardevoir walks in and smiles.

“I hope you enjoyed yourself with Roxy and Allison?”

“I did. It was a.....great experience.”

“I'm glad you think so. Allison there wants to stay with you apparently.”

You look down to see the Skuntank looking back at you with happy eyes making you chuckle.

“Wish it could happen. But I don't think you want to be with me. I'm hardly home half the time cause of the traveling I do.”

She lets out a soft whine at that before giggling as you tickle her stomach.

“Don't worry. Maybe I'll come back and see you again when the time is good.”

That seems to make her happy as she licks your chin before easing out of your grasp, gasping lightly as she feels your rod come out with a pop. Turning around, she gives you another kiss before hopping down to the floor and sort of limping away as you watch.

“What do you plan on doing now Mr. Williams?”

You sit up and get to the edge, looking out the window.

“Don't know yet. This is a lot to take in right now.”

“Understandable. Regardless, it is your decision to make. Joyce will hand you your belongings when you leave. We hope to see you again at Forbidden Pleasures,” she said, giving a courtesy before leaving.

You sit on the edge of the bed, head swirling from the previous climax and thoughts of what to do. You already have a good idea on the story in your head and its forming fast. But the question is, do you want to write it out? You let out a grunt before getting up and showering off. Getting dressed, you walk out the door and down to the lobby where Joyce was with non other then Pryce. His eyes go wide seeing you as he looks flustered.

“What.....are you doing....here?” he asks with a stutter.

You think about your answer. You could say following you to find a story. But you decide to say something else.

“Having my eyes opened to new things.”

He looks at you curiously as you look at Joyce who holds up your recorder.

“I believe this is yours mister Williams.”

You reach for it and put it in your pocket as Volcano walks over and nuzzles your chest making you stumble backwards cause of his weight and size.

“Ooof. Arcanines are always so big,” you chuckle, petting his head and body making his fluffy tail wag.

“Arc,” he barks happily, loving the rubs.

“What do you plan on doing now?” Joyce asks.

You keep petting Volcano and smiling.

“I'm gonna do what I do best. And that is write the best story I ever gave up with it. I'll be sure to bring you a copy fresh of the press.”

You give Volcano a few more pets making him whine when you stop as he head for the exit. You stop and look back at Pryce and give a thumbs up.

“Keep up the good work Pryce. I look forward to interviewing you again in the future.”

Pryce gives a little wave at that but smiles. With that done, you exit the building into the night sky. Hoping in the car, you feel full of energy for some reason. Putting the car in gear, you head home.

//////

“Oscar, get in here!”

You look up from your computer in confusion as you pause your writing. Getting up from your seat, you head over to Victoria's office to see her reading. Once you enter, she just points at the seat. This is a first for her as you take a seat.

“Um....you called?”

“What the hell is this?” she asks, holding up the article you did.

“Um....an article.”

“I know that. But what the hell is it?”

You scratch your head before shrugging your shoulders.

“Something straight from the heart.”

“Do you realize,” she starts, standing up from her seat and walking over to you, waving the article in your face. “How god damn popular this article is?” she screams out.

“It is?”

“Damn straight it is. Look at how many papers sold in just the first hour,” she says, turning her TV monitor around to show you a graph. “We sold out in almost every grocery store and news stand in the city.”

You smile at that. Guess that story you did was pretty damn good.

“What the hell got into you to write such an article?”

“I guess you could say, I had a great night and it just came to me.”

“Well you need to have more nights like that. For this beauty, I'm giving you an extra in your check.”

“Wow, thanks Victoria.”

“No thanks needed. Just keep doing what you're doing,” she smiles before going back to her desk and sitting down. “Oh yeah, there's another tournament happening soon. Would you care to go down and write another one?”

You think about it. Maybe you might meet Pryce again.

“Sure. I'll do it.”

“Great. I'll have the details ready for you when I can. As of now, you can head home early. Get another great night in you and come back strong like you did,” she says, holding up the article.

You laugh at that before getting up and heading to the door. Turning off your PC, you head on out and into the afternoon sky. Hopping in your car, you sit there and drum your fingers on the wheel for a bit. With a smile, you head off towards your destination. Reaching it, you get out and walk into the cool building where you are greeted with a tackle by Volcano.

“Good to see you again fuzzy,” you chuckle.

“Welcome back mister Williams. What brings you to our establishment again?” the Gardevoir asks.

You hold up the article with a grin.

“What else? I need a story.”