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Rook snapped awake suddenly. His heart was racing in his chest. The lights in the room were dimmed, as was normal during night hours. The girls and boy that surrounded him were all sound asleep. Carefully so as to not wake them, he moved out of the entanglement of limbs and made his way to the bathroom. While he relieved himself, Rook thought about the... thing, that disturbed him.

Because he was asleep at the time, Rook couldn't figure out if it was just a nightmare or if it was real. It couldn't be a nightmare; he hadn't had one since he was eight. What he saw was difficult to put into words. A malicious and powerful mind touched his, he knew that much. He immediately worried that Ran and Fuu found the courage to stage a counterattack against him, but he quickly dismissed it. They didn't have that kind of malice. The entity that touched his mind revealed him to an enormous black void, a void so dark and suffocating it was utterly terrifying. It was the first time in recent memory that Rook could remember being scared.

"Rook, are you okay?" Rook turned around to see his Chocolate Mistress Felicia standing in the doorway.

"Huh? Oh yeah. Just had to take a late night piss is all." he responded. "Ugh, what time is it?"

"Almost five, sir. I should clean up and get ready for my shift."

"Not so fast!" Rook said, following her into the shower stall in the corner of the room. "I've yet to tap this ass tonight. You're not leaving for your shift without a nice sticky wad in your womb!"

"Oohh, I like the sound of that!" Felicia cooed. She turned the water on and began lathering herself up. Rook stroked his dick with a soapy washcloth, cleaning it up after his round with Ran. His attention to it made it erect again. He caught Felicia making frequent glances to it, and he grinned proudly. She was quite addicted to it; when she started working for him, she was rather nonplussed about his prowess, but it began to grow on her. Now she looked forward to taking a ride on his disco stick.

Felicia pressed herself up against the glass wall of the stall and stuck her ass out at him.

"Don't make me wait for it!" she exclaimed. "Come on and stick it in me! Clean out my dirty pussy!"

Rook lathered his cock up with some more soap and guided himself between Felicia's butt cheeks to her hot pink slit. The soap was soft and soothing enough that it wouldn't irritate her insides. Rook slipped the head past Felicia's plump outer labia before shoving in his full length into her. Felicia gasped joyfully and pressed her weight into Rook. His hands explored the front of her body. He pressed her erecting clit with one hand while gripping and squeezing her breasts with the other. Unlike the delicate flower Serena, Felicia loved Rook's aggressiveness and display of power.

"Mnn! Yeah! I feel it pushing against my cervix!" Felicia moaned. Every thrust forward had the bottom of his dick sliding up and down against her G-spot. The pleasure it brought her was so intense, it felt like she was carrying a torch in her womb. Her heart was racing in her chest and she felt like she was going to pass out from the heat.

"OOohh! I feel like I'm gonna explode!" Felicia cried out. She pressed her weight against the glass, squishing her boobs up against it. "Keep going, Rook!"

"Can I go next?" A voice asked from the doorway. The two looked up to see Fuu standing there, rubbing her eyes innocently. She was a complete mess from all the abuse she received last night, her hair matted down and in a huge tangle from the sweat and cum she was still stained with. Her free hand was between her legs, tugging at her young clit.

"Huu huu, that sounds like an invitation." Felicia giggled. "You should be a gentleman and oblige her."

"Certainly. Give her your best ahegao face when you cum. Hey, Fuu! Watch carefully!" Rook slammed his dick into Felicia several more times before he came. Felicia made a semi-exaggerated ahegao face as the feeling of hot sperm splashing into her baby oven sent her over the edge. Fuu watched them with curious yet hungry eyes. Her hand between her legs prodded furiously at her clit, desperately trying to reach the same height of bliss.

"Mnnn, today's gonna be a good day." Felicia said as Rook pulled out of her.

"You gonna walk around like that all day?" he asked.

"Hell yeah. I love the feel of your hot cum in my pussy! It makes me feel all hot and sticky!" His fertile goo oozed out of her, and she wiped up the excess with her hand. It wouldn't do to stain her uniform while she went about her duties. She then moved on to clean the rest of her body off, shampooing and conditioning her hair last. Rook, meanwhile, pulled Fuu into the shower with them and began washing the dried cum off her body. It felt slick and oily coming off of her, but it left her skin even softer than it was before.

Felicia hopped out of the shower stall when she was done, drying off her body before wrapping the towel around her head.

"Will that be all?" she asked. She tried to adopt a professional demeanor, but there was still a flirty tone in her voice.

"Yeah, tell the pilot to set a course for the Hoenn region."

"The Hoenn Region, sir?"

"Yeah. Giovanni told us to get to work on this harem idea immediately. He said he expected results within the week."

"Okay, but why Hoenn?"

"What, you've never been there?" Rook asked. He took the shower head, which was notably phallic-shaped, and shoved it between Fuu's legs. The young girl's eyes rolled in the back of her head as she came, her body spasming violently like she was having a seizure. Rook cupped a hand over her mouth to muffle her screams. "They've got the most sex positive culture and set of laws there. Over half the country's women have been in porn. It's the best!"

"Heh, sounds like your kinda place, alright." Felicia chuckled. "Alright, I'll set the course." She turned to leave the bathroom, but she paused halfway out the door. Something weighed heavily on her mind, and she wanted to get it off her chest.

"Umm... Rook?" she said, turning around.

"Hmm? What's up?" Felicia opened her mouth to respond, but she felt like she was center stage in front of a massive crowd. Immediately, she lost the ambition to say what she wanted, especially in front of Fuu, regardless of how conscious or aware she was of her surroundings at the moment.

"G... good morning." she managed to force out of her mouth. She gave a quick bow and left in a hurry. She felt like a fool trying to pour her heart out to one of the most emotionless men she ever knew! As much as she liked working for him, he was very emotionally distant, and she knew he would never be able to return the feeling. She sighed. Such was the way of life; the best guys were always impossible to get.

* * *

Jessie stretched out against the beach chair, thrusting her enormous chest forward and attracting the attention of the men and even a few women passing by. She wore a skintight purple bikini that barely concealed her modesty, her nipples poking out against the flimsy cloth. Her choice of swimwear wouldn't have been acceptable anywhere else, but Hoenn had very liberal nudity laws compared to Kanto or Johto, especially in recent years. Around the beach, she spotted a few women walking around topless with no one batting an eye. So why did they pay so much attention to her? The answer was obvious. She had the perfect porcelain figure, and even if there was a city ordinance against it, people couldn't help but stare.

Her earrings buzzed a low volume ring in her ear; a direct call from the big man himself: Giovanni. She first thought to ignore it, but you don't just ignore a call from the big man. It continued to ring, so she finally answered the call.

"Dammit, Jessie, where are you?!" his distorted voice growled. It was at such a volcanic volume, Jessie winced and clutched at her ear in pain.

"I'm on vacation, sir." she answered bitterly. "Call some other time."

"I told you to find that pest and deal with him! Can't you or your buffoon lackeys do anything right?!"

"We've been trying to do the same thing for the past... what is it, two years now? What is that saying about repeating the same thing and expecting a different outcome?"

"Are you disobeying a direct order?" His voice grew low and simmered with restrained rage.

"No, I'm not. As of now I'm quitting the organization. I'll find a different company that better appreciates my skillset."

"Not for you! YOU, of all people, don't get to just walk away! Not after all that your mother has done for us! Not with what you carry in that head of yours!"

"Like I'm going to tell anyone where you buy your scotch? Anything I'd say would just incriminate me as well."

"It doesn't matter. You are still a liability to us. Quit now and you will blast off for the last time. Blast off into oblivion!"

Jessie didn't respond. Instead, she unclipped her earrings and buried them under the sand. She was tired of the endless pursuit that led nowhere. The only life she knew promised her great wealth at the expense of her morality, but she never got to see any of that wealth. Now was a good a time as any to start deciding for herself, and not trying to live up to some overhyped legacy.

* * *

James and Meowth were staying at a hotel in Slateport. Jessie was staying there as well, but they were in a separate room from her, and they completely lost track of her once they checked in. Usually she'd give them some order if not just grant them permission to screw off for the day. Today she didn't even utter a word to them, and James and Meowth felt very uncomfortable, so they lounged about their hotel room.

"Dis just doesn't feel right." Meowth commented as he laid upside down on the bed and flipped through the channels on the TV. "We could be doin' somet'in productive, like gettin' at da twerps." his manner of speech butchered every other word, and he placed a strange emphasis on different syllables, but then it was an extremely rare occurrence to have a Pokemon that could speak human. It might have been a general shortcoming.

"But we can't." James replied, setting down the book he was reading. "Jessie is, unfortunately, the one who comes up with all the plans. Besides that, Ash is across the ocean at Kalos."

"Da boss is gonna come down hard on us foa slackin' off. I'm never gonna be da top cat at dis rate."

At that very moment, James' watch began to beep. Meowth looked over, and his ears lay flat against his head.

"Wow, speak o' da Devil!" he exclaimed. "Better answer it quickly!"

"Right!" James gulped and pressed a button on the side of the watch. "G-good evening, Giovanni, sir! How can we-"

"Spare me the flattery, James." Giovanni's distorted voice growled. His voice was loud and clear enough that it almost sounded like he was in the room with them. "Are you waiting for Jessie?"

"Jessie? What are you talking about?" James asked. "What did she do this time?"

"That doesn't concern you. I'm calling you and Meowth back to Viridian. Leave Jessie there, and if you know what's good for you, you will not talk to her about this call. There's a ship, the S.S. Winter, that's coming to port in a few days. It will set sail for Vermillion. Two one-way tickets will be delivered to you before it arrives. If you are not on that ship, I will assume you have sided with Jessie, and your lives will be forfeit."

"Hold on! Jessie's our friend!" Meowth snapped, grabbing James' watch hand and pulling it up to his face.

"Yeah! We demand to know what's going on!" James added. There was a brief pause on the other end.

"You both play a dangerous game. You see fit to demand information from ME?" He fell back on that signature tone of tranquil fury. Normally James and Meowth would be demoralized, but this talk about abandoning Jessie to an unknown fate steeled their nerves.

"We're not going to abandon our friend! Not without a damn good reason!" James reasserted.

"I have tolerated your blundering failures for long enough." Giovanni explained. "Time after time I let your shortcomings, your embarrassment to the organization slide because of the statuses you and Jessie held. But even I have my limits. Jessie has become a liability, and she has forced my hand. Side with her, and there will be no island too far, no ocean too deep, no mountain too tall where I won't find you. The Black IX is close by. They find you on that island, you will beg for death before the end."

The watch went dead afterwards, all the power from the battery mysteriously drained so that even the normal timekeeping function ceased.

"Jessie's really done it this time, hasn't she?" James asked as he removed the watch. "Whatever it is she did, pissed off the boss more than usual."

"And what is dis Black IX business about?" Meowth asked. "What is he, some kinda hitman?"

"I'll explain it to you on the way. Come on, we gotta go find Jessie!"

* * *

The next few days on the zeppelin during its trip to Hoenn were uneventful, but rigorous. Rook and Felicia worked on training the slaves while Misty cross-trained Serena on how to be a proper servant for Rook. He decided that she had the ability to be more than just a meager slave, and more than that, she wouldn't do anything to compromise Shauna's safety. Shauna, meanwhile, along with Ran and Fuu, were getting their holes filled up by dildos of various sizes to stretch them out and acclimate them to the feeling. Occasionally, Rook or one of the girls would come along and make them suck or lick them off, or plunge into one of their holes.

The night before they would arrive at Hoenn, Felicia left the showers after cleaning up and returned to her room to find Serena waiting there on her bed. She was dressed in the same skin tight black leotard as Misty wore. She didn't have a clit piercing (yet), so her crotch didn't have an oddly shaped bulge in the fabric.

"Oh, right. You're bedding with me tonight." Felicia mumbled. "Completely forgot about that. Well, go ahead and get undressed. Number one rule in my room is no one is allowed to be in here clothed."

"I don't see why anyone on the ship ever bothers with clothes if it barely covers up anything to begin with and you like to throw it off at any given opportunity." Serena said bitterly as she undressed. Her boobs couldn't begin to compare with Felicia's, but they were pretty modest for her age.

"This high up in the air, it gets cold very easily, and using heaters in a zeppelin is a huge waste of power. Fortunately, the bed sheets are thick, and besides that I know a few really good ways to keep you warm." Felicia sauntered over to Serena and pulled her into a warm embrace. Serena was startled at the warm, soft touch. Her only experience the past few days with human contact was mostly through Rook's cold painful grip. Misty's emotions were hidden behind a wall of ice and her actions just seemed to go through the motions with little heart behind it. It all made sex, what should be a romantic and intimate experience for her an unpleasant one.

This was not the case with Felicia. Serena could feel the primal lust in her movements, but it was focused on the heat of the moment, and not obsessed with the climax. She also seemed to take care to ensure that Serena felt good as well. Maybe it was just the color of her skin, but much of Felicia reminded her of Shauna, a much more mature Shauna with breasts the size of honeydew melons.

Felicia guided Serena onto the bed, kissing her the whole while. Her hand moved up between Serena's legs and massaged her pussy lips. She drew circles around her clit without actually touching the pink bean. Her touch was gentle and exploratory, as if she genuinely cared about making Serena feel good.

"Feeling warm yet?" Felicia asked between kisses. She laid down on top of Serena so their breasts pressed together.

"I never said I was cold in the first place." Serena replied. She couldn't help but sound very flirty. Felicia smiled and moved down so she was kneeling on the floor. Serena's legs dangled off the edge of the bed. Felicia held her down by her thighs and spread them open. Serena's pussy lips and asshole returned to their normal size since her time with Mightyeena and Houndoom; the Bitch Breakers, as Rook wanted to call them. That aside, she had a pretty lovely foxhole. She kept it nice and trim, which was now upkept by their groomers. It looked like a ripe juicy peach, and probably tasted just as sweet.

Serena gasped as Felicia closed her lips down around her womanhood. She was still very sensitive down there after Houndoom and Mightyeena had their way with her, but she didn't resist. She felt that she could trust this woman with making her feel very good with none of the forcefulness that she began to associate and was expected with sex on the zeppelin. She was much different than the rest.

She was just as sweet as Felicia imagined. It wasn't exactly as sweet as a peach, but pretty damn close. She could feel, based on how Serena's vaginal muscles closed around her tongue, when she hit a sweet spot. Serena's thighs closed around her head, her legs locking down behind her back and holding her in place. She moaned loudly and pinched her own nipples to heighten the experience. They were still sore and slightly swollen from the other day when Misty clamped them with clothespins. Somehow, this actually added to the pleasure.

Felicia started humming into Serena's pussy. The vibrations were intense and felt like she was riding a sybian! Her eyes widened and she screamed with delight. She never experienced a vibrator before, much less a sybian, but if it was anywhere as good as this, she would love to spend every waking moment seated on one!

Her breathing staggered and she spasmed violently, bucking her hips up into Felicia's face. Her muscles clamped down tighter than ever around Felicia's tongue. Gradually, her muscles relaxed, and she let out a sigh of relief and contentment.

"Mmmnn, you're so good with your mouth." she moaned. "Just like Shauna!"

"Oh trust me, I'm good with a lot more than that." Felicia said, wiping her mouth as she stood up. "Now just stay right there, and I'll get the main course ready for you." Felicia sauntered over to her dresser, where she procured an oddly-shaped double dildo. Unlike the standard fare that was used on Serena and Shauna the other day, this one was knotted on both ends. It was bent in a V shape, and one end was curved inward. That was the end that would go inside her.

Felicia spread her legs apart and pushed the "pitcher" end of the dildo into her dark folds. It was a pretty tight fit, given the size of the shaft. Even though she had herself stretched out by Rook's monstrous cock many times, she was always tight as a drum. It helped that she exercised regularly to keep herself in prime shape. That being said, the dildo, while it wasn't as big or thick as Rook, took a considerable amount of effort to get it inside her, and that was before she even got to the knot. She didn't lube up her end since it had to stick inside her the whole time, since she would do the thrusting. When she got to the knot, Felicia spread her pussy lips further apart with one hand and pushed it further in, gradually using more and more of her strength. Her labia slowly wrapped around the thick ball and closed back down to a relatively normal size, and Felicia shivered with delight.

Felicia turned around to face Serena, revealing the knotted dildo. The way it curved upwards and the coloration made looked like it was an actual dick connected to her body. As much as Serena wanted to deny any implications of Pokephilia, she had to admit that the knotted cocks of Houndoom and Mightyeena felt very good. Needless to say, the dildo excited her, especially when the wearer was affectionate and loving.

Serena lay submissively on the bed, her legs spread apart. Felicia approached her and put the other end of the dildo between her legs, against her wet, plump pussy lips. She could see the anticipation and hunger in Serena's eyes. She wanted this, there was no hiding it.

The first few inches of the fake canine cock slid in smoothly since Serena was still very wet and lubed up from Felicia's oral treatment. When she got halfway down the shaft, however, the entry became a laborious struggle. Serena's vaginal muscles clamped down around the shaft, and the other end of it pressed against Felicia's sensitive insides, causing spikes of bliss to shoot through her body and break her concentration. This must be what guys felt all the time, their dicks lighting up with pleasure at the slightest touch. It was a miracle Rook could even walk straight!

"Mnnn, that does feel very nice." Serena moaned. Felicia pressed her body into her, their boobs mashing up against each other. She leaned in and shared a deep, intimate kiss with her.

"I can feel you gripping my doggy cock." Felicia whispered in her ear. "You really want it inside you, don't you? Don't worry, you can tell me. Tell me all your deepest desires."

"Yeah! I want it inside my pussy! I want to take the knot in and feel your pussy lips kissing mine!"

"That's what I like to hear!" Felicia rocked her hips back and forth slowly, acclimating Serena's pussy to the feel of the dick and slowly stretching her to accomodate the bottom half of the shaft. The way it made Felicia's G-spot tingle was almost empowering. She may not be like the futas on the crew, but the dildo felt like a legitimate extension of her body, and it was awesome!

Serena wrapped her arms around Felicia's neck and pulled her into another kiss. This was exactly what she was looking for in a girlfriend. Adventurous and creative fun while being very intimate and loving to each other. She couldn't understand how a perfect woman like Felicia could work for a heartless bastard like Rook. Maybe in another universe, another reality, the two of them plus Shauna could have lived together in harmony somewhere far away from this place.

Felicia buried the dildo into Serena until the knot pressed against her labia. This is where it would get difficult. Serena was still as tight as a drum, and just getting to this point was a feat in and of itself. Pushing the knot in would be a laborious struggle for both of them.

Felicia pushed Serena further back onto the bed and spread her legs apart so she straddled her left leg and had her right hoisted onto her shoulder. Using her free hand, Felicia pressed the knot into Serena while pushing in with her hips. It was an awkward, cumbersome effort to get the knot in, and the attempt made Felicia's hand hot, sweaty and tired from the combined heat radiating from both their pussies. After several long frustrating minutes, she could feel Serena's labia finally giving way and spreading far apart to take in the knot. Her effort was rewarded with feeling Serena's plump lips kiss her own.

"AHHH!" Serena cried out, thrusting her hips up. "Your pussy is so hot and soft!" They both gave out soft moans as they rolled their hips around. Their movements were highly restricted due to the dildo that connected them together. Felicia moved her hips and legs in a way so she stimulated their clits against each others' thighs.

"This is so amazing!" Felicia exclaimed. "We're filled up, stretched out, and tribbing all at the same time!"

"I know! I'm getting so close! Please don't stop!" Serena's face flushed a deep red as her orgasm built up to critical mass. The feeling between her legs was indescribable. All the various sensations combined together to create a unique form of pleasure altogether. The knots pressed against their urethras, so when they came, even though both girls were squirters, not even a single drop could be squeezed out.

Serena thrashed around violently underneath Felicia. The euphoric burn spread from her swollen petals to throughout her entire body. Her nipples tingled as well, and she wished that Felicia could have paid attention to her boobs, too. A boob orgasm was a wonderful experience that could last for minutes at a time, and she wanted to share that with her new lover.

"NHHH! HUUHH!" Felicia gasped as she came. She massaged her clit vigorously to prolong the experience. Her vaginal muscles clenched tightly around the knot. The heat from the friction the two generated from their vigorous grinding felt like a fire that lit up her love canal, like she was making love to a Charizard.

As their orgasms died down, Felicia moved herself into a prone position laying opposite and symmetrical to Serena. Their red, swollen and abused labia pressed into one another, still connected by the knotted dildo. They continued to wriggle around somewhat to continue stimulating their sensitive lips to prolong the afterglow, but not outright feral grinding to achieve another orgasm. This is what Felicia liked about sex with another girl. Once guys blew their load - that is to say unmodified guys who weren't Rook - they were done for, and most guys had some weird puritanical hangup about spending time "below deck", as it were. Girls didn't have refractory periods, and could last as long as their physical endurance would allow them. They weren't afraid about Frenching each others' pussies, either.

A day's worth of almost non-stop sex, however, did prove taxing on Serena's stamina, and soon enough she drifted off to sleep. Felicia didn't realize this until she started snoring. That was a shame. She had a lot more in store for the sex slave, but it wasn't going to be much fun if she wasn't writhing from it. Not that she wouldn't take advantage of her while she was asleep.

* * *

For a hobby Rook treasured above all else, training a slave took a lot of work! At the end of the day, he was very tired and wanted to go out and unwind, maybe scouting out some potential targets in the process. Rook cleaned up and dressed in a black suit and tie. He went to the bridge afterwards and found the executive officer for the night: a young girl with dirty blonde hair who was maybe a few years older than he was.

"Emelia, I'm heading down to the surface." he explained. "If anything is going on, Felicia is the acting captain for the night; I'm NOT to be disturbed. Understand?"

"Yes, sir!" she replied, giving him a military-style salute. According to her dossier, before she joined Team Rocket, she was part of some underground resistance group in Unova. A very perky and competent if somewhat ditzy girl. Rook took a step back.

"Alakazam, energize!" he announced, and vanished in a flash of purple light. He appeared down on the surface, right in front of a few bystanders who jumped back in surprise, but quickly composed themselves and went on their way. Psychic Pokemon were a rare sight, but people were accustomed to travellers spontaneously teleporting into town. That being said, it was considered rather rude, however, to teleport or land anywhere that wasn't the established landing pads at the Pokemon Center.

Rook wandered around, his eyes darting back and forth, examining various people. Everyone looked so young here, including the older folk. As much as he would aim for the very young women, it was good to know that the people here could age gracefully. That meant they'd last longer as a sex slave before losing their appeal. That should be something for Team Rocket to research; extending peoples' youth so they look in their prime even if they live to be a hundred.

A familiar face in the crowd made Rook do a double take. Somewhere several meters in front of him, he saw a sharp-eyed young redhead wearing a crimson evening dress. If it wasn't for her very unique hairstyle, Rook would have not recognized her, since she was out of uniform. He weaved through the crowd and approached her from the side, looking as suave as possible.

"Didn't think I'd find you here, of all places." he said smoothly.

"Hmm? I don't believe we've ever met before." she responded, examining him up and down. "I think you've mistaken me for someone else."

"Jessie, of... TR." Rook said after casting a glance at the crowd around them. Team Rocket was not exactly a friendly name, even all the way out here where their influence as negligible. "Your mother was one of the founding members. I must say, you're much more beautiful in person."

"Oooohhhh! You certainly know how to make a girl feel special!" she swooned. Rook knew from her profile and word of mouth that it was very easy to appeal to her vanity.

"You've only begun to see how special I can make you feel. How about I buy you a drink?"

"I think I'd like that." The two walked together across the city to an upper-end bar. The whole time they walked, Rook snuck a good long look at Jessie, undressing her with his eyes and imagining her in so many devious positions. She had quite an impressive rack for a woman in her early twenties. She also had a pair of very red, plump lips - which was amazing considering that it looked like she didn't wear much lipstick - that looked like they could suck a golf ball through a garden hose. That wasn't even counting the revealing evening dress that displayed a generous amount of side boob and cleavage... well, just boobs in general; it covered up just enough that she could get away with it, but not by much.

The bar they went to wasn't ultra high class, but it was classy enough that everyone inside was wearing a suit or dress. This was about as high class as Rook wanted to get before it was just uncomfortable. They took a seat near the back. As they did, Rook pulled out several bills from his wallet and handed them to Jessie.

"You'll have to order the drinks. Underage and all." he said under his breath.

"Sure thing." she said, giving him a flirty wink before walking up to the bar. Rook studied her ass as she moved. It swayed back and forth slightly under the dress, but overall she carried herself with the posture of authority. Rook knew she was commander of her own small unit, but he didn't know the exact details. Being the daughter of the founder, though, she had to be held in highest regard by Giovanni, right?

Jessie returned soon with a bottle of red wine and two glasses.

"I'm not exactly sure what you drink, but the bartender tells me this is a good brand." she said, filling up both their glasses. Rook sipped it, wincing as the alcohol burned the back of his throat. Jessie drank it with no problem; she must have had more experience with alcohol than he did.

"So what brings you all the way out here?" she asked.

"Oh, just testing out a project, and I figured Hoenn was the best place to do so. Giovanni wants me to deliver the results to him in a week, or rather within five days, since he told me this a few days ago." The reaction from the wine made Rook feel a little hot under the collar, and being a summer night on a tropical island didn't help. "What about you? TR doesn't have a branch out here in Hoenn."

"Actually, I declared my resignation a few days ago." she replied.

"Wait, what?!" Rook exclaimed. "Why?"

"You could call it a conflict of interest. Been working on the same project for two years now with no progress to show for it. Giovanni insisted I continue trying to stop some kid from interfering with our plans, but I'm calling it quits now. It's just not worth wasting the best years of my life on."

"But that doesn't mean you should quit. Think of all the awesome benefits for working with us."

"Like I said, Giovanni won't give me any other assignment."

"Then work for me. I'm not officially part of TR, but I still get the full range of benefits and access to resources as any full-fledged commander."

"Who... are you, exactly?"

"The name's Rook, and I'm Giovanni's nephew." he answered proudly.

"His nephew?" Jessie reexamined him, and her eyes widened slightly in revelation. "Aha, I see the resemblance now."

"Again, not officially a member, but he still has me doing things."

"Wait, so how are you not a member of TR if he's having you doing things?"

"Because I fly my own flag."

* * *

"So what is dis Black IX guy all about?" Meowth asked. He and James spent the last few days trying to locate Jessie, but to no avail. The first day they ended up trying to search the entirety of Hoenn all at once, but common sense kicked in by the end of the day and they figured she was probably still in Slateport. Most of today they were scouring the bars and combing the beaches searching for her. A few people saw her, but the two were always one step behind.

"I don't know the exact details, but the big boss once talked about some kind of master assassin he wanted to make."

"Make? Like outta dough?"

"Yeah. Not train or recruit, which just sounds impractical to me, but then I can't pretend to know the motivation behind all of Giovanni's actions."

"Is it even possible?"

"I don't see why not. There's that whole augmentation project he funded. Maybe it branched off into assassin training?"

"Wait, I nevah heard o' dis augmentation thing!"

"That's because it's illegal."

"Whazzat all about?"

"Modifying Pokemon at the genetic level to make them much stronger than they are in the wild. League regulations made it illegal, though, since it gives a privileged few an unfair advantage. From what I understand, this came up following some research into a cloned Pokemon called Mewtwo."

"Mewtwo? Now why does that sound familiar?" Meowth asked, staring off into space in contemplation.

The two returned to their hotel room, exhausted from wandering around the entire city and previously the entire island. James stripped off his uniform and made a loud sigh in relief. Walking around on the hot tropical island in the middle of summer in a uniform that didn't breathe was not the wisest idea, and he felt like he was sitting in a volcano. Once he removed the uniform, he could practically see the steam emanating off his body.

"Ahhh, much better!" he exclaimed, falling back spread eagle on the bed.

"Oh geez, cover dat up, will ya?!?" Meowth said in disgust, tossing a towel over his bare crotch. "Don't need to see dat!"

"Hey, Jessie never complained about it!"

"Well, she's not wit' ya anymore!" Meowth hopped up on the couch and flipped on the TV. "So why did jya break up wit' her, anyways?"

"Ugh, it's a stupid reason. A really, really stupid reason."

"Come on, you can tell me. We're friends, right? I won't make fun o' ya... that much." James sat up and took a heavy sigh of exasperation.

"As it turns out, I'm not big enough for her." he answered.

"Aww, can't it up, eh?"

"I can get an erection any time I want! Watch!" James went to remove the towel from over his lap, but Meowth hastily pressed his paws down on it to prevent him from moving it.

"No, don't! Leave da monster in ya pocket! I believe ya!" he exclaimed. "So dat's really what it's all about?"

"She likes them big. Like really big."

"How big'r we talkin' about?"

"Big enough that no normal human can potentially live up to her preferences."

There was a moment of silence between the two of them while they watched TV. Meowth currently had it on an old movie starring a tall and short comedic duo. It was the only thing worth watching right now compared to the rest of the shovelware Pokemania shows.

"So what do we do if we can't find 'er by tomorrow?" Meowth asked. "Do we just... leave 'er?"

"Absolutely not! We're a team, and a team sticks together no matter what!"

"And once Black IX does show up? What den?"

"We'll fight him. As a team."

"Too bad da twerps aren't here ta help." Meowth said. "Bet dey could take on da Black IX."

James thought about it for a moment, then shook his head.

"No, I don't think they could. It would take a League Champion, at least."

"He's really dat bad?"

"If the rumors are true, yes."

"But where else could Jessie be?! We've soiched everywhere!"

"I don't know!"

As they considered the possibilities, the only noise in the room came from the TV.

"Why didn't you say that door was open?"

"You said you wanted to go through the window!"

"Hold that glove. *SLAP!*"

"Wait a minute..." James muttered, leaning forward. "Oh... god, we're complete morons."

"Huh? What is it?" Meowth asked.

"We've been looking in the wrong places this whole time. Jessie has a room in the hotel here! She's probably returning here to sleep, at least! Right?"

"Right! So she's gotta be usin' it!"

"Right! So the best plan is we wait in her room for her to return!"

"Right! Then let's get goin'!"

"Right!" James hopped off the bed, the towel flying off his lap. Very quickly, he threw on a fresh pair of cargo shorts and an open-button t-shirt from his suitcase. Meowth turned off the TV and they left the room together. Jessie's room was on the opposite end of the hall. James hacked the electronic lock on the door with a multitool and let themselves inside. Her room was clearly being used. Jessie's clothes were scattered across the table and chair on the other end of the room, and the bed was unmade.

"So I guess we just wait here for her to return?" Meowth asked, hopping up on the bed. "Say, where's da remote control?"

"Found it- uugh." James sifted aside a pair of Jessie's underwear to grab the remote control, tossing it to Meowth behind him. He looked back at the panties. They were one of the skintight purple thongs she wore. He pocketed it.

As he did so, they could hear voices just outside the door. The lock on the door beeped slowly as Jessie, they presumed, tried unsuccessfully to scan her keycard through the reader.

"Oh crap! We gotta hide!" James exclaimed, looking around frantically for a good hiding spot.

"Where? There's nowhere to hide in here!" Meowth threw the remote across the room.

"The bathroom? No. Dresser? Not enough space. Under the bed! Yeah, that's it!" James hit the deck and crawled underneath the bed like they were getting shelled. "Come on, Meowth! Get down here!"

Meowth scrambled in after him, and under the bed they lay in wait.

* * *

Jessie and Rook continued to drink the wine. Rook was halfway finished with his second glass when he started to feel a little loose. It felt like the floor was tilting slightly, and though he knew it wasn't, he was having a hard time sitting up straight. To help him balance himself, Rook placed his hand flat on the table and used it as a level reference.

"I didn't think I'd find you here." a voice said behind him. Rook turned around - almost falling out of his chair in the process - to see Felicia walking up to them. She wore a simple black dress and her hair was tied back in a bow; a simple, yet elegant design.

"Felicia? What are you doing down here?" he asked, genuinely surprised for once, though that was probably the wine affecting his senses.

"I thought I'd come down for a drink and socialize with people not on the ship for a little bit." she replied. "Might as well take the chance while we're here, right?"

"I guess. What a coincidence. Umm, come, sit down with us. We're just having a drink. Uhm, Felicia, this is-"

"Jessie, yes." she interrupted as she pulled up a seat between the two of them. "Her mother was one of the founding members."

"Je- yeah. How do you know that?"

"I'm your first officer, Rook. It's my job to know these things." Felicia turned her attention to Jessie and gave her a small bow. "It's an honor to meet you, miss."

"Likewise." Jessie replied.

"Mind if I join you in a drink?"

"Not at all."

"You can use my glass, Felicia." Rook said. "That's enough wine for me."

"It's just as well. Please don't mind my saying so, but you shouldn't drink, sir." Felicia filled up her glass and took a sip from it.

"So Rook and I have family in the organization." Jessie said. "What about you, Felicia? What's your story?"

"Actually, your mother is what inspired me to join up. She possessed incredible valor and was the poster child of what we could become. Before that, I was a Pokemon Trainer, halfway through the Johto League before I figured out there were better ways to make money. I was never really interested in the fame, anyways, so the decision was an easy one."

"Hm. Well, I decided to quit the organization for my own reasons, but Rook and I talked it over. From now on, I'll be working for him."

"Really, now? That's awesome! We're always looking for new members, and the crew would be delighted to learn the daughter of the Founder has joined us!"

"Though there is one thing you need to do before you are officially a member of our crew." Rook said.

"Oh, and what is that?" Jessie asked.

"It's an established rule that any hot girl that joins my crew must first take a ride on my disco stick."

Jessie's eyes opened wide for a brief moment, then she laughed, the tone in her voice almost condescending.

"I'm sorry, but you'll find it impossible to please me." she said.

"What do you mean?"

"How old are you, sixteen, seventeen? You're nowhere big enough to suit my preferences and desires."

Rook looked behind him at the rest of the bar. No one was paying them any attention. He then stood up and unzipped his pants, pulling out his dick and stroked it. Jessie watched, her eyes widening slowly and a huge grin spreading across her face as his dick swelled to an enormous size, much larger than a normal boy his age. But then, he was anything but normal.

"Genetic engineering. It's a thing o' beauty, isn't it?" He asked, sitting down and stuffing the monstrosity back into his pants.

"It's... it's marvelous!" she exclaimed. "Okay, you've made your argument."

"Excellent. Then I'll just order Alakazam to beam us up to the Zeppelin..."

"Wait, wait! Let's go to my hotel." Jessie interjected. "I'll need to check out in the morning and gather my things, anyways."

"Oh, even better! It wouldn't do to leave them clean sheets, now would it?"

"No, it wouldn't." the three of them laughed as they left the bar and made their way back to the hotel. Jessie looked much more perky and bubbly at the prospect of getting her pussy impaled on Rook's freakishly huge pocket rocket. The idea almost made her dizzy. It wasn't until they were in the elevator at the hotel that she realized that Felicia was still with them.

"What are you still doing here?" she asked.

"I'm Rook's first officer, consigliere, mentor, and assistant in every sense of the words." she explained.

"I see. Well tonight, he and everything in his pants are mine, so you can wait!"

When they arrived on the right floor, the three of them moved down the hall to Jessie's room, where they stepped aside so she could unlock the door.

BEEP.

"Oh come on! It's the right key, just read the damn thing!" she sighed exasperatedly.

"Wait... did you just... hear a remote get thrown against the wall?" Felicia asked.

"It's probably the dumb kids in one of the neighboring rooms." Jessie replied. "I already filed a noise complaint with the receptionist."

"We'll make plenty noise of our own in just a bit." Rook said. "That'll teach them!"

Finally the scanner identified her keycard and the door unlocked. The door was barely even closed when they started tossing off their clothes. Felicia, it turned out, wasn't even wearing panties. Her heels and the dress were the only articles of clothing she wore. Rook found that very hot, and it still impressed him that she was his first officer. What were the chances that the most capable and competent girl in his crew was also a massive slut?

Rook took a seat at the edge of the bed, and Jessie knelt down between his legs. She gripped the dick in her hands and stroked it vigorously, eager to get it erect and buried up to the hilt in her womb. Ah, but she couldn't just rush it. Such a splendid specimen like this needed to be taken slowly, intimately. She needed to prolong the pleasure for as long as possible to send herself and the cock to Heaven.

Jessie wrapped her boobs around the shaft and continued stroking it. The exposed head poked out from her bountiful cleavage, and she closed her mouth around the very tip and flicked her tongue across his meatus. Rook gripped the bedsheets in his hands. Moans seeped past his gritted teeth. He was no stranger to titjobs, but Jessie's rack was something else! It hugged his cock like it had an addiction to it and refused to let go. Her tongue was also very intrusive and pervasive, flicking against the soft slit and even plunging a little bit into it!

"FFF-huuaaack!" he growled. "That is so fucking INTENSE!"

"Too bad you don't have a friend here as big as you are." Jessie purred between licks. "I'd kill to take a cock your size in my ass at the same time!"

"Have you ever thought taking in a Pokemon?" he asked. "I have a group of Pokemon perfectly endowed for girls like you. Cocks like torpedos."

Jessie didn't respond, but Rook could see the lust glowing in her eyes. She was thinking about taking Pokecock both her holes, possibly the others if she was that audacious. The possibilities alone made her a bit dizzy.

Felicia sat on the bed next to Rook and watched Jessie go to town on his cock, gently fondling her own womanhood. It was a bit cathartic to see a girl consenting to his advances for once. She wanted to think that he didn't need to rape a girl in order to have sex with one. Excluding herself, of course.

Jessie smacked her lips and pulled her head away when a fountain of pre-cum erupted from the tip. It coated her breasts in a thick glaze and made them glossy like polished marble. She slowly got to her feet, letting him coat her stomach as well.

"Mnn, it's so bitter and sticky!" she moaned. "And there's so much of it! Bet you'd shoot off like a rocket when you cum!"

"You know it." Rook scooted back onto the bed and rested his head on the pillow. He held his dick stable with one hand so it stood straight up. "Now come and take a seat on the launch pad and prepare to blast off!"

Jessie climbed on top of him and pressed her hips against the drooling tip of his dick. Rook saw a brief glimpse of her pussy lips before she devoured his cock. She looked to be pretty tight, and he thought it would take a considerable amount of effort to get his dick into her folds. A few seconds later, those doubts were dashed away in an instant.

Jessie's pussy lips opened wide to take in his cock. She swallowed half of the length so quickly, Rook almost couldn't believe his eyes. Not even Felicia was experienced or loose enough to do that! It was a wonder she was as tight as she was normally and not constantly gaping open like the mouth of a tunnel. She must do a lot of exercise to keep her womanhood looking young and unspoiled.

"HUUUH! It's actually touching bottom!" she cried out. "It's touching bottom INSIDE ME!" she bounced on his lap like he was a space hopper, moaning like a Stantler in heat the whole while. She wasn't even attempting to be quiet about it, and Rook actually started to wonder if she was being intentionally loud.

Felicia continued to jack herself off to the sight of Jessie riding Rook like a Rapidash. She started to regret coming down without a dildo or vibrator to tide herself over, but then she didn't expect the night to end like this. She expected to still be back up in her room on the zeppelin, connected to Serena on the knotted double dildo.

"Hey, Rook. Mind giving me a good tongue lashing?" she asked, tossing a leg over Rook's head and presenting her pussy and ass to him.

"Heh heh, don't mind if I do!" Rook grabbed Felicia by her butt cheeks and pulled her down onto his face. She was facing Jessie to get a good look at her ahegao face as she neared her orgasm. Her eyes were wide open and she gazed at the ceiling. Between the moans, she seemed to be mouthing something, but it was incomprehensible.

Felicia gasped as she felt Rook's tongue lash against her pussy lips. They were still very sensitive than normal due to the merciless stretching from her time with Serena barely an hour ago. They burned pleasantly, and Rook's tongue was soothing like a tube of Bengay.

"You have the hottest bod." Felicia said to Jessie, grasping at her boobs. "Looks like my rack is in competition, too." she leaned in and closed her lips down on one of her nipples. Jessie gasped and looked down at Felicia with a look of surprise on her face.

"AHH! I-I've never been with another girl before!" she moaned.

"You better get used to it." Felicia said. "On the ship, it's a sexual free for all."

"Mmn-nmm." Rook mumbled in agreement as he continued eating out Felicia. As always, she tasted very sweet, like milk chocolate; a fitting taste for his Chocolate Mistress. Jessie's pussy embraced his cock tighter and tighter as she drew closer to her orgasm. She touched bottom but she didn't consume entire length. There was still at least another inch to go before he was all the way inside her, but there was nowhere else to go. Not unless...

Rook began thrusting up into Jessie in timing with her bounces. He understood what she was trying to do the entire time, and he agreed with it a lot. He flexed his Kegel muscles to prevent himself from blowing his load before he accomplished his objective.

Felicia shivered as she came, and Rook's efforts were rewarded with a sweet shower of her pussy juices. It was an excessive volume since she didn't squirt anything out when she had sex with Serena. Her hand darted between her legs and she massaged her clit to prolong the experience.

Jessie's aggressive bouncing was finally rewarded with Rook's cock managing to pierce her cervix. The head of his cock poked through into her womb, and both of them cried out in shock and delight. Jessie's squeal increased in pitch and she came. Her muscles contracted in a strange manner, pulsing inward towards her womb, actually milking his cock!

"UUHAHH! FFFFUCK!" Rook growled as Jessie's contractions dragged him in like a riptide, and he fired his load directly into her sweltering hot baby oven.

"HAYAAAAHHH! I feel your cum in my womb!" Jessie squealed. "It's so much, and so sticky! HUAHH!" The feeling of having her womb filled up with his baby batter proved too much for her, and she was brought to a second orgasm before the first could pass. Felicia took the opportunity to gaze upon and admire her beautiful ahegao face. She then leaned in and kissed her deeply, stabbing her tongue into her mouth and wrestling hers into submission. Their boobs mashed together into flattened spheres, and Felicia could feel Rook's dick throbbing somewhere underneath Jessie's stomach.

"JAMES, YOU SICK POIV!" a voice shouted from underneath the bed. Felicia hopped off the bed and crouched into a judo stance. Jessie and Rook didn't budge from their position since they were still firmly connected. The instant Felicia saw a paw reach out from under the bed, she grabbed it and pulled the intruder out from their hiding spot. Her movements were fast as lightning, tossing the transient across the room and against the wall. She then reached underneath the bed and blindly grabbed at a foot. She pulled the second intruder out and pinned him to the ground.

"Who the hell are you?" She demanded.

"I-I'm friends with Jessie!" the man exclaimed.

"James?" Jessie leaned over the edge of the bed to see her partner laying on the ground. "What are you doing in my roo- WHAT ARE YOU DOING WITH MY UNDERWEAR!?" James's hand was gripping his dick, and wrapped around the shaft was a pair of purple underwear, stained with globs of jizz.

"I-I can explain!" James exclaimed.

"You know him?" Felicia asked.

"He's my partner." Jessie explained. "At least, until I lynch him for messing up my panties!"

"Oohhh, my head." Meowth groaned as he stumbled to his feet. He looked around the room from James to Felicia, and then to Jessie and Rook. On seeing Rook, his ears folded back flat against his head and he crouched into a ball.

"Ooooh man! It's da boss! He's come to see us dead!" he squealed.

"The boss- what?!" James struggled underneath Felicia's weight and finally she let him go. He stood up, cock still in hand, and he hastily hid the soiled panties and stuffed his manhood back into his pants. Turning around, he took a look at Rook.

"That's not Giovanni, you spaz!" he replied. "Though... there is an uncanny resemblance."

"Alright, now that that's done, can you tell us what the fuck you're doing in here?" Rook demanded. Meowth jumped on the bed and examined him closely, backing away when Jessie took a swing at him.

"Ooohh, I know who dat is! It's da boss's son, Rook!" he exclaimed.

"Son? No, you're mistaking me for Silver. I'm his nephew. Giovanni, that is, not Silver."

"Right! Right! I heard about ya! Doin' pretty well for da boss! But wait... doesn't that mean..." his ears flattened against his head again. "You're da Black IX?!"

"No, you fool!" James interjected. "Black IX is not the boss's nephew!"

"Wait, who is this Black IX you're talking about?" Jessie and Rook simultaneously.

"There's an assassin coming here to kill you!" James explained to Jessie.

"There's an assassin coming here to kill me?" she asked.

"Alright, that's it! Get the FUCK out!" Rook demanded. "Felicia, throw them out while I try and get unstuck here!"

"Yes, sir!" Felicia grabbed James and Meowth and forced them out of the room with her while Rook focused on trying to remove his dick from Jessie's cervix. The two stared at Felicia in awe as she stood there patiently in the hallway, making no attempt to cover up her nude figure. She glanced over at them, and they looked away.

"Don't be shy." she said. "It's only natural for you to stare."

"How can you be so brazen about it?" James asked.

"'The human body is nothing to be ashamed of.' It's what I was taught by my mentor." she explained. "That aside, if Rook sees you in his plans in a favorable manner, then expect to see a lot more of this in the near future."

"And what if we're not seen in a favorable manner?"

"Then I hope you've got your affairs in order."

A few minutes passed as they waited for Jessie and Rook to decouple. During that time, a stranger passed by them, giving Felicia a double take. It was uncertain whether he was startled by her nudity, her beauty, or some strange combination of the two. Public nudity wasn't uncommon in Hoenn, but it was something else to see a woman standing next to two relatively shiftless characters, looking important and wearing nothing but purpose.

"Alright, come back inside." Rook said, opening the door to them again. The bathroom door was closed, and they could hear the shower running on the other side. Rook was wearing the pants to his suit, but his chest was still bare. "So Jessie tells me you two are her partners?"

"Yeah!" James replied.

"Dat's right!" Meowth added.

"And that the past two years, you've been trying to put this kid Ash Ketchum out of commission to no effect, is that right?"

"Ye-well, he's always had help." James defended.

"And he's a crafty one." Meowth added.

"Enough. I don't want to hear excuses." Rook said, waving his hand dismissively. "Jessie has decided she's had enough of Team Rocket, so she's leaving and working for me. That means, by extension, YOU work for me now, and I will not suffer incompetents on my crew."

James and Meowth listened silently, disturbingly reminded of how Giovanni chastised them in a similar manner. There was a subtle difference in the way they spoke, however. Rook spoke in a firm, absolute manner, almost devoid of emotion, where Giovanni tended to speak with restrained rage when he was angry.

"Do not think for a moment that my intolerance for failure means you will be left naked and unprepared for what lays before you. I will see to it personally that you both are made into elite agents come Hell or high water. Understood?"

"Yes, sir!" they both replied simultaneously.

"Good."

"But before we sign on da dotted line, we first gotta tell you about da Black IX." Meowth quickly added in.

"What's that?"

"Some kinda assassin or somet'in dat da boss sent ta kill Jessie and probably us as well!"

Rook stared off into space for a moment as he tried to remember. The name stood out in his mind. Black IX... assassin...

"It sounds very familiar." he muttered. "I think Giovanni told me once about some sort of Black Project, making the ultimate assassin through genetic engineering and manipulation. He said he planned on using it to wipe out the League Champions, destroying their organization and allow him to take over in their stead. I thought he was just blowing smoke out of his ass."

"That's more or less what it is." James explained. "My... my family helped fund the genetic augmentation experiment, and by extension the Black Project. We have a history with Team Rocket, and they believed that eventually they could exploit the results of genetic engineering to gain eternal youth."

"Alright, then. Since you know so much about it, that's your first assignment. Figure out who this Black IX character is. I will not stand for an assassin trying to kill my crew, even if my uncle was the one who hired him."

"Yes, sir!"

* * *

After Ash left for Sinnoh, Max went back home and May decided to take on the Hoenn League herself. She wasn't as good a Trainer as him, though, and between the various Gyms and being unsure about what specifically she wanted to do, May got sidetracked very easily.

Last year, she hit puberty, and her objectives became scrambled and corrupt. Her breasts swelled to an impressive size, and she began to see Pokemon differently, becoming attracted to them sexually. She also discovered interesting things about her first Pokemon Blaziken. Back when it was just a Torchic, she thought it was a boy, but when it evolved into a Blaziken, it developed an enormous rack, which made her re-evaluate and figure that it was actually a girl, even though it also packed a pretty thick cock. It wasn't really relevant information to her until recently, when she began to crave sex and companionship. Needless to say, out on the road alone and with no Ash Ketchum or even her younger brother around this time, she gave into her hormones.

Sex with Blaziken was an intense experience. She had sex before; back when she was travelling with Ash the two ended up getting carried away one night, but that was nowhere as incredible as this. Blaziken's dick was barbed and ridged in a very strange alien design that massaged and scratched against her sensitive insides. She was also very hot and helped to keep May warm on cold nights, especially during winter.

Tonight was like any other night. May lay in her sleeping bag in Blaziken's arms, the two still connected by Blaziken's red hot cock. Her head rested on her Pokemon's ample bosom. She could still feel the burning hot load in her womb, which helped to keep her doubly warm. At some point, she wanted to take a dive into the ocean with her womb full of cum and see if it would keep her insulated even in the frigid temperatures.

Blaziken was asleep, but May wasn't, and for the past several hours she simply lay there gently bouncing her hips on Blaziken's cock, which remained erect and could stay that way for at least an entire day, thanks to the Pokemon's robust circulatory system and stamina. She came several times and Blaziken at least twice. She should probably go to bed soon so she's not completely tired in the morning, but it felt so good, it was very difficult to stop.

* * *

May snapped awake and found herself on her side and the now-familiar, wonderful pressure against her cervix. Blaziken held her legs apart and thrust her dick into her. She gasped in shock and delight. She dreamed for a while now that Blaziken would take the initiative for once, and she did so in the most spectacular fashion. May really liked the idea of getting fucked in her sleep and waking up to it. Based on the warm feeling in her womb, Blaziken cum in her at least once. Her vaginal muscles burned independently from the spooge that warmed her up. She was on the verge of her own orgasm; the perfect way to start the day.

"UUAAH! HYAAAA!" she squealed, squirting her pussy juices all over Blaziken's abdomen. The Pokemon rolled May over onto her back and lifted her hind legs into the air so she was halfway off the ground as she finished her off.

Blaziken moaned and slammed her hips into May several more times before arching her back and blowing her molten load into her. She sheer volume made her stomach slightly distended and gave her a slight amount of pudge. It was a good thing Pokemon sperm wasn't compatible with human ovaries, or she'd easily be pregnant at this point.

May kissed Blaziken on her beak and slid away from her, kicking her feet as the barbs tickled her outer labia. She bit her lower lip and tensed up her vaginal muscles to keep the Pokespooge from spilling out of her. To keep it in, she procured a small sex toy from her bag that looked roughly like a anal plug. With Blaziken's help, she guided it inside her pussy and pushed it into the tiny hole. May giggled as she felt the deepest part of her womanhood tingle with the oddest sensation. It almost felt like there was a second clitoris inside her.

"Mnn, it feels all warm and gooey inside me." she cooed. "It looks like I'm carrying your baby!"

Blaziken smiled at her and proceeded to get dressed in her outfit. Since they became lovers, May started walking around with Blaziken outside of her Pokeball in a similar manner to how Ash walked around with Pikachu. It was a growing trend in recent years as Pokemon developed a tighter bond with their Trainer. Because of this trend, there were city-state laws that had size, weight, and type restrictions that were region specific, some even outright banning certain Pokemon for the sake of safety. With Blaziken, however, May didn't have to worry about that on an island country whose architecture was designed to endure volcano eruptions.

May cleaned up the excess cum off her body and got dressed in her red shirt and blue bike shorts. They then gathered up their gear and continued onward up the island's volcano. The volcanic activity was very low right now, so the higher parts of the mountain range was open to Trainers. This was a good thing, since that's where most of the rarer Pokemon on the island lived exclusively, and it was the best place to harvest soot to make glass. Both interested her.

Rook watched her from a distance with Meowth by his side. Only a few minutes on the volcano's side and he was already regretting beaming down in his standard black suit attire. Standing on a hot tropical island in the middle of summer next to a volcano was hardly comfortable under normal circumstances.

"So this is who again?" he asked Meowth.

"Her name's May, and she wuz travelin' with da twerps while on dis island." he explained. "Also a massive pest, da way I remember her."

"Did she also fuck Blazikens back then?"

"No, dat's... dat's a new one."

"Hm. Interesting."

"Wanna still carry out dat plan wit' makin' 'er onna ya sex slaves an' all?"

"Now that I see her? No... no, I think I have a better plan in mind."

* * *

May scooped up a large clump of ash into the soot bag. Gathering this stuff was arduous, very messy work, but it was for a good cause. The bag was about halfway full at this point, and weighed several pounds. The ash was so fine and soft it was almost impossible to feel. Even more was falling from the sky like snow, staining her clothes and turning them beige.

"Look at that! I think we're about halfway there!" she proclaimed proudly, showing Blaziken the sack. "Then we can have dildos for all our holes and then some!"

Blaziken smiled at her and knelt down to help scoop the ashes into a pile. The process got her feathers covered in ashes and turned them pink, even parts of her body she wasn't using to gather the ashes. They were that pervasive.

"Hee hee, once we get enough ashes, we should totally visit the hot springs in Lavaridge!" she said.

Blaziken nodded, but halfway through her acknowledgement she quickly turned her head to the left, staring off into the distance.

"Huh? What's wrong, Blaziken?" the Pokemon didn't respond, so May followed her gaze down the path from where they came. Approaching them in the distance was a young man who looked to be a few years older than her, wearing a black suit. He was starting to get covered head to foot in the ash, which made him look much older if one didn't pay attention to the finer details.

"That uhhh... that suit is gonna be ruined!" she called out to him.

"Don't worry, it's taken a lot more punishment than this before!" he called back.

"What are you doing all the way out here dressed so sharp?" she asked once he got within talking distance.

"I was at a meeting with some stuffed shirts up at a lodge just beyond that ridge over there." he pointed behind him, but it wasn't at anything in particular, May noticed, especially since he pointed with his right hand over his left shoulder so he pointed away from the mountain. "Bunch of stiff-lipped, pretentious bastards who think a good time involves counting their wads of money. I escaped while I was still sane."

"That sucks. Guess being rich and important is not all it's cracked up to be, huh?"

"It's not. Sure, having money pretty much means you don't need to worry about trying to survive from day to day, but some people end up turning that into their life purpose, saving up and keeping that money, and that's what I'm surrounded by! I was fortunate enough to land in a position of money and power thanks to nepotism, but I prefer the simpler things."

"Like Pokemon?"

"Like Pokemon." Rook agreed. "And girls as well. Speaking of which... you're quite the hottie, yourself."

May giggled and pretended to be coy.

"Aww! Thank you! You wouldn't be trying to hit on me, would you?"

"Heh, guilty as charged, but can you blame me? You're very beautiful and developed, especially for a girl as young as you. Very... fuckable, is a word I'd use."

May blushed heavily. The man was very direct and to the point. She kind of admired that sort of audacity. It definitely beat beating around the bush.

"If you're gonna hit on me, I'd like to at least know your name first." she said.

"Rook. And yours?"

"It's May, like Mayflower."

"So tell me, May, when did you start fucking your Blaziken there?" he asked.

"Wh-what?! How did you know?!" she exclaimed. Blaziken ruffled her feathers and looked both shocked and rather embarrassed.

"The way you and her interact and stand together. I've been around people in bed with one another my whole life. Needless to say I've gained a sort of sixth sense about it." he explained. While that wasn't far from the truth, in actuality he knew about their relationship by his spying on them since last night, but mentioning that would have been extremely creepy.

"Well, that's not really any of your business, is it?!" she replied defiantly.

"You know, I got you down as the kind of girl who is really into Pokemon, right?" he asked. May nodded her head back and forth, contemplating an appropriate answer.

"Yeah, you could say that." she replied.

"Well, it just so happens that I'm in need of a Pokemon handler. I'm running a harem, and the Pokemon aspect of it needs a handler. It pays well, and you could have free access to the Pokemon."

"Hmm... I like the sound of it, but you're gonna have to show me what you got first."

"Alright. Then let's head back to my-"

"No no. What you got. Down there. Strip." she ordered, pointing at him.

"Oh! Well... okay!" Rook hesitated for a second before he pulled off his suit, reminded about the ashes that covered the ground. It was probably not a good idea to let the suit get covered in the stuff...

"Ah screw it!" he exclaimed, tossing one article of clothing off after another. Each one that landed on the ground sent up a giant plume of ash that obscured their vision, but they were still close enough that the three could see one another. In no time, he was completely naked before her, already stroking his dick to get it up so she can get a full appreciation for his size. He wasn't much for taking orders from anyone, save Giovanni, but if this is what it took to recruit her...

May smiled smugly as she watched, confident, at first, that he wouldn't live up to her expectations. After all, Blaziken was bigger than most guys, and he was probably not going to be so average. She had him down as the kind of guy who covered up his impotence with constant references to sex and good, hard penises. So it surprised her when she found out that he was actually packing some impressive heat between his legs. She looked over at Blaziken for her opinion. She nodded approvingly at the sight.

"Okay, okay, you impressed me, but now you gotta show that you're actually good with that thing! Let's see if you can handle Blaziken!" Blaziken looked over at her inquisitively, to which she replied, "Don't worry, you can take him!" The Pokemon shrugged her shoulders and proceeded to remove her clothes. Now it was Rook's turn to admire her body. Her boobs were enormous, larger than even Felicia's, and she was built like an MMA fighter, but that was to be expected of a Blaziken. The one thing that was a bit jarring compared to her feminine figure and bust, however, was the large crimson dick that dangled between her legs. He knew from his reconnaissance that Blaziken was a futa, but to see it here, up close... it was a very strange thing. The shaft was barbed all over the head, and going halfway down there were several distinctive ridges across the top. In the missionary position, they would rub against her G-spot and surely make her cum in record time.

"NNhh, I'll tell you right now, I don't care much for getting a cock in my ass." he said.

"Don't be a baby! Blaziken has a pussy, anyways." To prove this, Blaziken lifted up her cock and balls to reveal her tight slit. It was difficult to tell, but it looked like the muscles were tight from exercise, rather than disuse. Since Blaziken was a Fighting subtype, it was likely she exercised even that, which was both hot and slightly disturbing.

"Hot stuff." he said, looking down with his head cocked to the side. "So... how are we gonna do th-uaah!" he flailed about to get ahold of Blaziken's right leg as she tossed it over his left shoulder. She met his gaze and stared him down as she somehow managed to guide his dick underneath her soft, down-covered balls and into her pussy. Almost immediately he knew there was something different about her. Her vaginal muscles clamped down around him like a vice, not like she was a virgin, though he imagined that she didn't get a lot of use out of her girl parts with just May around, but rather she had THAT much control over them. It was like a large hand repeatedly squeezed his member. Blaziken seemed to be doing it simply as a demonstration. Whatever her intentions were, it had a profound effect on Rook. Between having his cock squeezed like he imagined a Miltank got milked and Blaziken shifting most of her weight onto his body, he lost his footing and they went crashing to the ground. The impact sent up a cloud of ashes, covering the two of them in soot. Blaziken was on top of him. She pulled her leg off his shoulder and straddled his waist. Her avian cock stood straight up and erect. Being on the bottom and staring at that grotesquely attractive member unsettled Rook.

Blaziken began to rock herself back and forth on his shaft. Her dick slowly erected to its full length, tapping repeatedly against his chest with each bounce she made. The entire time Blaziken clenched him rhythmically with her muscles, which felt incredibly good, but even that was not enough to distract him from the cock staring him right in the face. He grabbed it and aimed it away from his face. There was no way in Hell he was going to get a face full of cum, even if it was by a herm! He just wasn't into that shit!

"You're quite the homophobe, aren't you?" May said, crawling up next to the two. She stripped down while Rook was busy with Blaziken.

"No, I just don't want cock juice in my face." he said.

"Shame. She has a delicious flavor!" May closed her mouth down around the head of the shaft and sucked Blaziken off as she rode Rook's cock. For the first time in a long while, May actually heard Blaziken gasp and moan from the pleasure! Ever since they began having sex, May only heard her moan once, and that was the first time. She liked to put on a stern face and act like it was no big deal; it was the Fighting-type inside her. The double action of getting plowed in her pussy and sucked off must have taken her off her guard. May couldn't blame her. If she was getting fucked and her clit sucked off at the same time, she'd be lucky if she could stay conscious!

Blaziken's vaginal muscles clamped down tightly around Rook's cock as she came. She thrust her hips up spastically into May's mouth. Rook could see from his position, her dick throbbing with each spurt of cum she shot. May drank it all up like a pro, humming with delight as she swallowed the hot load without missing a drop.

The tight, throbbing, vice-like grip on his dick was too much for Rook to bear, and he shot his spunk all over Blaziken's insides. There was something about her muscular contractions that seemed to be milking him of a lot more than just his cum. It also seemed to drain him physically, more so than the refractory period that usually came after he shot his load.

"Looks like both of you enjoyed that." May chirped happily. "I don't think I've ever seen Blaziken's ahegao face before!"

"That was... something different." Rook said. "Can't say I've ever had buff sex before."

"Oooh, it's awesome! Nothing like your lover holding you up effortlessly while they fuck you! Blaziken can bench press us both like it's nothing!" Blaziken slowly got to her feet, staggering a bit from her double-tiered orgasm. "Now... since you've gotten to fuck MY Pokemon, I think it's only fair that I get to fuck your Pokemon in return!"

"You sure? I've yet to meet the woman who can stand by that demand after seeing my Pokemon." Rook grabbed Blaziken's outstretched hand and pulled himself up off the ground

"I'm a strong girl! I can take whatever you can dish out!"

"Heh, your funeral, then. Alakazam, three to beam up." Right as he said those words, Meowth came charging out from the woods.

"Hay, don't leave witho-" he began to shout, but before he could finish his sentence, Rook, May and Blaziken vanished in a flash of purple light and immediately found themselves in the recreation area.

"Wait, was that the Meowth from Team Rocket?" May asked.

"Yes it was." Rook sighed. "Alakazam, beam Meowth up to the ship as well." There was no acknowledgement, but he trusted in his Pokemon's ability. "He works for me, May. It's a long story."

"You shouldn't trust him, man. That's all I'm saying."

"Let me worry about that." Rook said as he grabbed the three Pokeballs from the shelf. "You just worry about seeing the next sunrise after the Bitch Breakers are through with you." He tossed all three Pokeballs out, and from them emerged the three Bitch Breakers Mightyeena, Houndoom, and Ninetails. May was intrigued at the size of them. They were clearly alphas of their respective species. Each of them was half a size larger than normal. May got down on her knees to look at their cocks. They were simply monstrous! Even Blaziken couldn't compare to their sizes! They were fully erect as they stared at her. Since they were all canines, they had enormous knots the size of her fist at the base of their cocks.

"I wouldn't kneel near them, if I were you." Rook warned. "They're trained to mercilessly fuck whatever girl they see."

As he said that, the Bitch Breakers surrounded May on all sides. The Ninetails walked forward and pushed May onto her back with her snout. He then ducked his head between her legs and assaulted her pussy with his hot tongue. She squealed with shock and delight, but she let them have their way with her. Ninetails' breath was warm against her young womanhood, and his tongue was incredibly invasive, swirling around inside her like a turbine and tasting every last sweet inch of her love canal. She arched her back in the throes of a proto-orgasmic state. She barely opened her mouth for one second to moan when Mightyeena shoved his dick in.

"Glmph!" she exclaimed through the cock. She was surprised at the Pokemons' initiative. The Pokeporn videos she found had the Pokemon generally very shiftless, especially the ones with Rapidash, who just stood there while the slut went to town on their dick. The Bitch Breakers were wild and feral, violating and exploring her holes, and they weren't gentle about it! She took in the rest of Mightyeena's length until her lips were pressed against the knot. The way her head was positioned, she could take his length directly into her throat. It was something she just couldn't do with Blaziken's dick because of the way it was shaped. The taste was thick and bold in her mouth, and it emanated a scent that was intoxicating. Her thoughts started to stumble and blur, but she let herself fall into that chasm.

Ninetails' hot tongue left her body, but before she could start to be disappointed in its absence, May felt his hot cock press against her folds. Her eyes lit up and she reached down to spread her labia apart to help him push it in. Since they had a wider girth than Blaziken, it was a much tighter fit than she was used to, but she wanted to feel it spread her apart. Half of the shaft slid easily into her, but halfway down it widened and spread her labia to the point that it burned. It was a good burn, though; exactly what she was hoping for. Ninetails pressed himself into her body and pressed his forepaws into her shoulders to pull himself deeper into her. May could feel his knot press into her labia, and she knew he unfortunately wouldn't be able to go any deeper.

Suddenly, Mightyeena pulled out of her mouth, and before she could wonder what was going on, Ninetails wrapped his forepaws around her and rolled over so she was on top. Houndoom's heavy weight pressed down on her back, the tip of his tapered dick already probing her back door. She never had anal before, and planned to do so once she got ahold of some glass dildos made from the volcanic ash she was gathering. She immediately decided that this was a much better alternative.

May grit her teeth as Houndoom thrust his full length into her. The bulbous tip was difficult to squeeze past her virgin asshole, but once it popped in, most of the length went in relatively easily. Once the cock began to widen out again, May's lower half was filled with a unique sensation she never felt before. The pressure in her asshole seemed to intensify the bliss in her pussy, and vice versa. She felt like she was having an orgasm, even though she knew she wasn't.

Mightyeena's cock bounced between the other two dogs' heads in front of May's face. Their coordination was insane. They moved as one without awkwardly bumping into each other, almost like they shared a hive mind. May opened her mouth again to take in the the third cock.

The Bitch Breakers all slammed their cocks aggressively and rhythmically into all three of her holes. She could not put into words just how good it felt. Just like before, she felt like she was cumming from her pussy and asshole along with her mouth now, and the different sensations somehow combined and twisted themselves up with one another on the way up to her brain, creating a different beast altogether.

Rook watched on from the sidelines with Blaziken. He was genuinely surprised by her moxie. Maybe it was because he was surrounded by delicate flowers like Serena, that girls in their right mind couldn't stand up to the Bitch Breakers. Even Felicia was wary about taking on even one Bitch Breaker, let alone all three at once! The fact that they could go on for hours would deter anyone with a weaker constitution, so the only girls they would ever use them on were slaves that needed to be put in their place.

"While your Trainer is busy with that," Rook said, turning to Blaziken. "Show me what you can do with those gorgeous tits of yours!" He pulled her down onto her knees and shoved his cock into her cleavage. Blaziken pressed her breasts together and bounced them up and down along the entire length. Rook had plenty of boobjobs before from many different women, but her down feathers made this one a whole new experience. They were very soft, warm, and ticklish, almost to a fault. When she reached the peak of her thrusts and his pink head disappeared between the mounds, the shock from the feathers rubbing against the sensitive tip made him gasp loudly and thrust his hips up spastically. His meatus went numb, and he felt like he'd either cum or lose control of his bladder.

May could feel her orgasm building up. It felt much more intense than any orgasm she ever felt before, and she realized with anticipation thst it was going to be her first multiple orgasm. She heard women having multiple orgasms before, and how they could be writhing in that hellish bliss for minutes at a time. She longed to have one herself, but despite her best efforts with just Blaziken, it just didn't happen. She hoped that the glass dildos would help her achieve that goal, but it looked like the Bitch Breakers would see her to that euphoria first.

Ninetails and Houndoom pushed their dicks even harder into her holes until the knots pressed into her. In her excitement, May didn't realize this until Houndoom's knot was starting to slip past her sphincter muscle. After a few minutes of pushing, it finally popped inside. The pain was intense, but the pleasure it brought was incredible. Something about having a hard, bizarrely-shaped foreign object in her asshole felt undeniably good, especially when paired up with the cock digging deeper into her love canal. She could feel it shifting around inside her, trying to squeeze the knot past her labia. Progress was measured in millimeters, but once her muscles swallowed the widest portion of the knot, it suddenly disappeared completely inside her.

May practically lost consciousness at that point from her first ever multiple orgasm. She was only vaguely aware of the universe around her, and the only thoughts and impulses she had were what ways to move to prolong the experience. She wasn't aware of herself swallowing Mightyeena's spooge when he came, but she did feel Ninetails' hot cum splashing directly into her womb and Houndoom's corrupted jizz filling up her bowels. Mightyeena pulled away and her head plopped down on Ninetails' chest. Any stamina she thought she had at the beginning of this ordeal was nowhere to be found, and there was no way she'd be able to pull herself off the Pokemon on her own.

She was startled back to consciousness when the three Pokemon started thrusting into her mouth, pussy and ass again. Since their knots were popped in her latter two holes, it was really more of a grind, but nonetheless felt incredible. Her body felt stiff and sore so soon after her mind-shattering orgasm, but she was determined to outlast the Pokemon.

Rook fell back on the bench. He shot his load all over Blaziken's face like a geyser from between her feathery mounds. He humped into her boobs wildly, feeling like every last drop of fluid in his body was being extracted through his cock.

"Oh god dammit!" he exclaimed. "Best fuckin' tit job ever! I'm gonna have to get more of you. It'd make a killing in the harem!"

Blaziken hummed approvingly, licking the sperm off her face. Rook looked over at the Bitch Breakers still having their way with May. She was a complete mess right now, covered in sweat, her hair all matted down, and cum squeezing out of her various holes past the monstrous cocks. That she wasn't squirming around meant she was either dead, or more likely, that she was still going strong with them. Now THAT was impressive, but he'd rescue her from her situation after they shot another load into her holes. He still wanted to have his way with her tonight, as was the standard ritual with new recruits, and it would do him no good if she was used up and gaping like the mouth of a tunnel. He readied their Pokeballs.

May was fully conscious and aware for her second multiple orgasm, but that didn't make it any less intense. She screamed into Mightyeena's cock and her eyes rolled in the back of her head. Both her pussy and asshole contracted around the cocks, holding them inside her and milking them of their hot spooge. Combined with Blaziken's cum from earlier that morning, her stomach swelled out even further, making it appear like she was further on in her fake pregnancy.

Before the Bitch Breakers could bounce back again, they vanished in a flash of red light and returned to their respective Pokeballs. May flopped down on the ground, an amazing, very messy ahegao expression on her face. Slowly, she rolled onto her back and eventually found the energy to pull herself up.

"Well, shit. I didn't think you'd actually do it." Rook said, putting the Pokeballs back on their stands. "First time I ever saw anyone take on the three Bitch Breakers willingly and remain sane by the end of it."

"Why'd you take them away?" May asked disappointedly. "I could have gone another round with them!"

"I don't doubt it, but I also don't want you to wear yourself out too early. As is the custom on this ship, I get to fuck the newcomers."

"Hmph, that's a stupid rule, but I like it!"

"Then there are no objections? Good. Go get yourself cleaned up and meet me in my quarters. It's the last room down the hall to the right. The showers are right next door."

"Okay, come on, Blaziken!" May said, grabbing her Pokemon by her hand and leaving the room with her. Rook returned to his room to wait for them. While he waited, he decided to spice things up a bit for himself and May. He went to his dresser and pulled out a bottle of lube. It was a special type of lube that Felicia gave him as a gift when she went to Celadon a few months ago. Apparently it was a lube for temperature play, giving the sensation like it was very hot for both parties. Up to now, he wasn't too fond of the idea, since it sounded like it could seriously burn, but after seeing May take on the Bitch Breakers so cavalierly, he knew he had to step things up.

Rook applied the lube to his dick. It was cool and slimy and overall felt very strange, but not hot at all. Maybe the stuff expired? Maybe it was labelled incorrectly... or it was defective. He'd have to make a call later to-

Rook suddenly grunted and winced as he felt his dick flare up. It felt like he put his dick over an open flame. It wasn't to the point that it was unbearable, but it was very close.

"Holy shit, that's hardcore." he gasped. Hardcore for him, yes, but it would be more than adequate for May. A few minutes later, she showed up alone. Both of them had towels wrapped around their bodies. May's hair was neatly brushed back behind her head, and as she approached, she smelled like lavender.

"I returned Blaziken to her ball." she explained. "Figured she saw enough action today and needed a rest."

"Don't bother sucking me off." Rook said. "I'm already hard as a rock."

"Jumping right to the good part? I like that." May said. She stripped off the towel and tossed it onto the corner of the bed. She then climbed up onto the bed and hovered over Rook's lap. Guiding his dick to her folds, she moved her body down at an angle so it would slide all the way up to her cervix. After getting both her holes plowed by the Bitch Breakers, it was a wonder she was even able to clamp her vaginal muscles around him, let alone grip him so tightly. One notable thing was her insides by comparison were ice cold.

"It's all slimy." she commented. "Did you put lube on? That was kind of unnecessary. I still feel all loose from your Pokemon."

"It's no ordinary lube." Rook latched onto her thighs and held her down. May's eyes widened as the lube's effect began on her, and she let out a cry of shock.

"What the- HUAAHH! It's so hot!"

"Figured between Ninetails, Blaziken, and Houndoom, you'd like a bit of heat." Rook growled. It felt to May like a hot iron rod was shoved up her pussy; it wasn't a good comparison, but that was the closest she could describe it. Truth be told, she really enjoyed the intense alien sensation it brought.

"Now go on!" Rook demanded. "Fuck my cock like I know you want to!" May set a good pace, bouncing up and down on Rook's lap. Even though her movements were smooth and frictionless, the heat of the lube made it feel like she was generating a lot of friction burn between them. Other than that, she found the entire experience to be rather bland compared to what she was used to, even if Rook was hung like a Rapidash. There was no way she could actually admit that to him, though, without risking him getting offended. After the Bitch Breakers, it was like trying to substitute a tennis racket with a spoon.

Rook applied a dollop of the lube to May's clit. She gasped when she felt his thumb assault her love button. She never really had it stimulated unless she was grinding against Blaziken's pubic feathers. Having it directly stimulated was an alien experience for her, and her vaginal muscles clenched even tighter around him. When the lube's effect kicked in, she felt like she was going to go mad from the sensation. It felt like her clit burned with the intensity of the sun, amplified by the many nerves packed inside the tiny nub.

May's clit and womanhood went numb when she came. She launched her hips off of his shaft and sprayed her pussy juices all over his face. Rook covered his face just in time to avoid getting a face full of girl cum. He would have to discipline her later about that. He didn't go for getting sprayed in the face, be they girl or boy.

Rook grabbed May by her thighs and pulled her back down on his shaft. He bucked her around like a wild Tauros, driving himself over the edge in less than a minute. When he came, it was a very weird sensation, and he couldn't decide on whether or not he liked it. The heat went deeper than the skin somehow, so when he came, the temperature difference inside his peehole made the cum feel ice cold by comparison. It made his cock feel like a hollow tube, and he was pretty certain that he was shooting a much larger volume than normal.

Rook felt dizzy after his orgasm. His dick continued to pulse and throb even after he stopped shooting his load into her. May climbed off of him and rolled to the side, her breathing labored and unstable.

"Do you go for cuddling or anything afterwards?" she asked.

"No, and don't even think about trying it." Rook replied. "I don't do that."

"You're no fun. Well, it doesn't apply to me, right? Because that'd be very boring if it did."

"You go cuddle whoever you want. Just leave me out of it."

"Alright. I think I'll go get Blaziken... after I rest up a bit." Of course, "resting up" for May ended up being much longer than she planned it to be. Her encounter with Rook and the Bitch Breakers took a lot more out of her than she originally thought, and now that she settled down, it all hit her at once, and within a few minutes, she drifted off to sleep. Rook simply lay there on the bed, staring up at the ceiling, deep in contemplation about nothing in particular as he waited for the energy to return to his limbs. That never came, however, and the last thing he remembered that night was just staring up at the ceiling patterns.

* * *

"Rook."

The word echoed in Rook's mind, startling him awake. May was next to him, sound asleep. Did she not hear that?

"ROOK."

There it was again, this time accompanied by that similar feeling he had several nights ago. That feeling of blackness, of total, madness-inducing emptiness. It was a psychic attack, he knew that much, but it didn't help to calm him down. Psychic attacks were dangerous, because a person or Pokemon could attack you from long-range with invisible force, without forewarning or even any visual cues. Being on the receiving end for once, it was actually very terrifying.

Rook headed to the bathroom to splash cold water across his face and shock himself fully awake. As he did, a white, three fingered hand reached through a purple portal of energy that opened in midair in front of him and grabbed at his throat.

"GH! WHA-" he managed to croak out before the grip tightened around his neck. The portal opened wider, and from its depths stepped a Pokemon, the owner of the hand. It was a lithe creature, with pure white fur and a purple abdomen. It had wiry, defined muscles, but they were clearly not meant for heavy lifting. Despite that, the Pokemon was able to hold him up by his neck until he was dangling several inches off the ground.

"YOU." it said, though it didn't speak the words. "You're the one."

"I'm the one what? What are you talking about?" Rook gasped.

"You handed over information to your leader recently." it explained. "Dangerous information, the likes of which were hidden away for a reason."

"What information? You mean the Master Project?"

"What do you think he plans to do with that information?"

"Make an assembly line of Master Balls? What's so wrong with th-GHH!" The grip around his throat tightened.

"Upset the balance of the entire Pokemon world, you fool! If everyone and anyone can dominate the Pokemon without fail, any moron with a throwing arm can become a Trainer! Not everyone is meant to be one, otherwise the natural world of Pokemon would be rendered extinct within a few generations!"

"Shame I don't have a Master Ball of my own right now." Rook growled. "I'd capture you and throw you into the deepest part of the ocean where no one would ever find you. Who do you think you are, coming in here like you own the place?"

"Someone who wished to keep secrets hidden. Someone who wished they finished the job two years ago when they had the chance. Giovanni told you about me; I can see it in your mind. A clone of a Pokemon once thought to be long dead."

Rook's brow furrowed.

"Mewtwo." he said.

"Exactly. I thought Giovanni was a worthless scumbag when he found me two years ago, even before I realized he would only use me for his own personal gain. In a moment of mercy, I spared him from my wrath, and I secluded myself to isolation, realizing the danger I presented to the balance of the world.

"I am not a natural clone; the creature who provided the blueprint is vastly different from the completed design you see before you. My creators thought to edit the blueprint, bringing certain attributes to the forefront until I bore only a fleeting resemblance to the original Pokemon."

"Uh huh, and why tell me this?"

"Where do you think Giovanni got the data on genetic augmentation?" he asked. "He got it from the experiments conducted on me. I can read your mind like an open book. I know about the enhancements you've had done on your Pokemon, including yourself. It upsets the balance of the world, and I plan to make things right again."

"Wait, you don't mean to kill me, do you!?"

"That is my intention. Although..." His grip on Rook loosened, and he lowered him to the ground, where Rook collapsed to his knees, coughing heavily and gasping for air. "You could be of use to me, and redeem yourself in the process. A mutual gain."

"Fine, what do you have in mind?" Rook asked.

"Destroy the information about the Master Project, and then put a stop to Giovanni himself, permanently."

"What, you mean kill him? Screw that! I mean, he's my uncle and all that!"

"You don't need to kill him. Just remove him from his position of power in any way you see fit."

The intercom above them beeped.

"Mr. Rook, sir. Giovanni's on the line. He wants to talk to you about your harem idea." Emelia said over the PA system.

"It's the middle of the night!" he protested. "What is he- I'll be right there!" he then turned his attention to Mewtwo. "Look, we'll continue this discussion when I get back."

"Very well, then... but remember, he will only see you as a means to an end, as he did me." With that, Mewtwo vanished in an aura of dark energy.

* * *

The meeting with Giovanni was short, but it was enough to put Rook into a foul mood. More than that, he was more enraged than he ever remembered himself being. When he turned around to leave, the crew turned away from him, afraid to make eye contact. He stormed past them out of the bridge, heading down the hallway, past his room. Further down, Felicia stopped in the middle of the corridor, feeling a little lightheaded all of a sudden. Rook practically shoved her out of the way as he passed by, which snapped her back to reality.

"Rook? What's going on?" she asked.

"It's none of your damn business!" he snapped. He didn't break his gait for another few steps when he suddenly stopped, hesitating for a moment. "I just got done talking to Giovanni. He axed the harem project!"

"That's it? That's nothing to get angry about."

"That's not it! He also wants me to hand over ALL the Pokemon we have, including the Bitch Breakers, and terminate all our slaves! Dammit, they're MY Pokemon, and MY slaves!"

"He can't be serious."

"Giovanni is always serious when he sends a demand. He also wants Jessie handed over because this Black IX guy is apparently too incompetent to bump her off! I don't even know how he knew about that!"

Rook turned around and continued walking down the corridor to the entertainment room. He found Fuu tied down to a sybian, blindfolded and gagged. The device's loud humming echoed throughout the room, along with the girl's distressed and joyful moans. He unstrapped her from the device and carried her over to the table in the center of the room, setting her down flat on her back. He then grabbed a dildo from the display on the wall and began assaulting her pussy with it. He was being extremely aggressive, but Fuu didn't seem to be in pain; just confused and in extraordinary bliss.

"Do you think we have a spy among us?" Felicia asked.

"How the fuck should I know?! I'd say yes, but I can't think of anyone on the ship who would be stupid enough to go behind my back!"

"Alright, so he told you to hand over all the Pokemon and Jessie and dispose of the slaves. Obviously you're not going to follow through with it."

"Fuck no!"

"Then what? Mutiny of this magnitude will not go unchallenged. He could try and have us all killed, possibly by whoever this Black IX character is."

"Then I guess we're setting off on our own from here on out. And to make sure he doesn't fuck with me, I'm going to send him a message." Fuu writhed in his grip as she came, her legs thrashing about violently and squirting her pussy juices all over his hand.

"Alright, what do you have in mind?" she asked.

"We're gonna head back to the nearest Team Rocket center and add another file to the Master Project. Emelia, from what I understand, was in a resistance group before she joined us, fighting some paramilitary corporate entity, and she has experience with programming. My plan is to have her make a virus. Once the virus is uploaded to Giovanni's PC system, it will spread like a wildfire and destroy the drives of whoever downloads a copy of the project."

* * *

"That's a bit presumptuous to plan out a virus like that, especially as a non-programmer." Emelia said when he repeated his plan to her. "But at least you outlined what exactly you wanted."

"Can you do it?" Rook asked.

"Sure, but I'm going to add a time delay to it so it can circulate first before it activates. We activate it too early, and we'll only infect a limited number of PCs before they're onto us and they isolate the problem, ultimately undoing our effort."

"You're the programmer, so I'll defer all judgement to you in this matter." Rook slumped back in his seat once Emelia left the meeting room. He didn't spend much time in here since it reminded him too much of actual work, and the thought of actual work alone was exhausting. He was already enduring a lack of sleep; ever since his visit from Mewtwo, he couldn't get back to sleep. Not after his meeting with Giovanni. He took his frustration out on Fuu until the sun came up, forcing her to cum again and again until she passed out, and then fucked her until he swelled her womb up with his spooge. Felicia, despite looking more chipper and fresh than he did, was clutching her temples, her eyes closed.

"Everything okay, Felicia?" he asked.

"Yeah, yeah. I've just been having headaches lately." she said.

"Headaches? Even during your time of the month, you don't get headaches. What's going on?"

"Allergies? Gluten sensitivity? Who knows? I won't let it affect my work, though. You can count on that."

"Good." Rook took a heavy sigh and looked over at the opposite wall. There was nothing particularly interesting over there. In terms of decoration, this room was the most spartan, with only the table and chairs crammed into the claustrophobic space. At least the air circulated well in here or it would go unused by everyone, but they needed a place where they could talk vital, classified information without risk of eavesdroppers.

"Alright, fuck this! I'm gonna go down to the surface again and... unwind."

"It's almost the afternoon." she said. "You didn't sleep much last night. You sure you'll be alright?"

"I'll be fine." he assured her.

* * *

This time, Rook dressed in more casual clothes. He nearly overheated last time, walking around in a black suit. He also stuck out like a sore thumb, and he definitely didn't want that. Today, he was wearing an open-buttoned t-shirt and shorts. Down here near the beach, it was pretty cool, which was nice. He didn't want to feel all sweaty just from standing out in the sun.

He headed to the public water park that was installed north of the beach. Lots of plastic piping arcing many feet overhead and twisting off into nauseating directions. Through the pipe, he could see the silhouettes of people, mostly children, sliding down to parts unknown, though one distinctive destination was into the open mouth of a Wailord model. Even though he was still a teen, he kind of envied the kids and wished places like this were around when he was a tyke.

Still, there were many other sights besides that piqued his interest. The women, most notably. Unfortunately, it seemed they were dressed more conservatively than over at the beach. That is to say conservative by comparison. On his way there, he did catch a glimpse of a woman wearing only a C-string bikini, which caught him off guard. It was very hot, but in his opinion ultimately redundant; might as well wear nothing at all. The women here were all wearing full swimsuits and bikinis, mostly the latter. Between being nude and clothed, he would have preferred them all to be nude, but if they had to be clothed in skimpy swimsuits, he decided there had to be a line in the sand somewhere. Teasing nudity was stupid, especially with said nudity laws as lenient as they were in Hoenn.

Rook looked to his right and saw a contingent of school children being shepherded by several adults. Apart from the vast adult/child ratio, he could tell they were part of some school trip or something based on the fact they all wore sukumizu. It looked like they were heading over to the food court on the other side of the park. However, Rook did see two girls break away from the pack, and sneak off to a different part of the park.

* * *

"Jenny~ we're gonna get in trouble~!" Nicole whined as her sister dragged her away from the group. "The keepers are not gonna let us come back here ever again!"

"I just wanna go on the water slide one more time! We'll be back with them before they even know we're missing!" They climbed up the staircase to the top of the water slide, where they waited in line for a few minutes before the lifeguard gave them the go ahead.

"HAYAAAAAA!" Jenny screamed with delight as she shot down the slide. It was both scary and fun at the same time, rushing down the pipe at breakneck speed on a cascade of water. Halfway down, the pipe opened up to a half pipe just in time for her to see herself sliding into the mouth of the Wailord. In the semi-darkness, she could feel the slide slanting down gently before the tunnel opened up at the end and the slide dispensed her in the pool below. A few seconds after she breached the surface, Nicole came shooting down right next to her.

"Haa ha ha! That was awesome!" she exclaimed.

"Okay okay, I did kinda wanna go on the slide again, but we really need to get back to our keepers before they find out we're missing."

"Alright alright!" The two climbed out of the pool and squeezed the excess water out of their hair and their swimsuit wraps. They left the pool area and retraced their steps back to where they broke away from the pack originally, but the group was nowhere to be found. They hurried on forward to where they were heading, but there was still no sign of them.

"Ooooh! Where did they go?!" Nicole exclaimed. "We're definitely gonna get in trouble for this for sure!"

"They said we were going to the food court for lunch, right?" Jenny asked. "So we should go there!"

"Then where's the food court?"

"Nnnnnhhh! I don't know!"

"We're lost, aren't we?"

"We're not lost! We just... don't know where they are!"

"We should go to the security people. They'll help us find our keepers."

"If we do that, we'll get caught for sure!"

"It sounds like you two are lost." a voice said behind them. They turned around to find a teen standing over him, dressed in an open-button shirt and shorts.

"We're not lost!" Jenny insisted adamantly.

"Yes we are, sir. Do you know where a bunch of other kids are?" Nicole asked.

"Nicole, we're not supposed to talk to strangers!"

"But we need help, Jenny!"

"Actually, I know exactly where they went. Come with me." he said. He grabbed them by their hands and led them across the water park. He walked at a brisk pace, and because he made larger strides the two girls struggled to keep up with him. They walked through an open gate and down a side winding path leading up a hill obscured by thick bamboo on either side of them. Unlit tiki torches flanked the path, and there was no one else around.

"Are you sure this is the way, sir?" Nicole asked.

"Of course. I saw them come this way but a few minutes ago." he assured her. The path opened up into a clearing, and the only structure in this area was a cabana in a recessed platform eight feet into the ground. The only way in was through a staircase directly in front of them. The teen escorted them down the stairs into the cabana. It was very dark inside, but the girls could see that the place would normally be lit up by a row of lights shaped like torches on each of the beams holding up the roof. At the far end of the cabana there was a dias where they could see a lone microphone; it was probably where they had music and plays and stuff. Other than that...

"Hey, there's no one else here!" Jenny pointed out.

"I know." Rook said soberly behind them. "You should have stayed with your group in the first place."

"Huh? Then why did you bring us he-YAAAAHH!" Both girls screamed in shock as Rook reached around from behind and grabbed the stomachs of their swimsuits. He pulled them up sharply, and the fabric was stretched taut against their labia.

"Let us go!" Nicole cried out. "This is a bad touch!" Both girls fought against his grip, and Rook pinned them to the ground on their backs where they couldn't grab at his arms. They kicked their legs out at him, but because he was so much bigger, their efforts were in vain.

"You two will behave, or I will have to hurt you." Rook growled into their ears. He pulled the swimsuit wraps from each of their bodies and used them to tie their hands behind their backs. He then returned to tugging at the crotch of their swimsuits to better display their young pussy lips. Nicole's pussy lips were noticeably fatter than Jenny's. It almost looked like a ripe peach. Normally they'd have to get quite a bit older before their mound swelled out like that, but that wasn't the case here. The sight of it made Rook's mouth drool.

"Your pussy is quite something." he whispered into her ear. "I think I'm gonna have a taste before I start on you."

"Please, mister! Let us go! We won't tell anyone!" Rook tore off their swimsuits by their shoulder straps and pulled it off them, revealing their beautiful, flawless bodies. Little girls really were the best. Rook pulled off his shirt and shorts. He wasn't wearing anything underneath. The girls' eyes immediately locked on his dick, which was half erect. With their looks of confusion, it was obvious that they had never seen such a thing before.

"You, in the meantime, are gonna suck on this." he said to Jenny, wagging his erection at her.

"Wait, isn't that where you pe-GLUMPH!" Jenny's voice was muffled by the cock when Rook shoved it into her open mouth. Like with Fuu before, she could only take the head in. She squirmed around, trying to pull away, but Rook kept her in place.

"Suck on it, taste it with your tongue, or I'm gonna get angry." he growled at her. She whimpered and reluctantly licked at the sensitive head like a popsicle. As she sucked him off, he turned his attention to Nicole. He probed her plump pussy lips with his fingers. They were amazingly soft to the touch, almost like a gelatin. Her hot pink clit was hidden underneath its hood.

"Wh-what are you doing?!" Nicole asked. His touch made her muscles all contract like she was zapped, especially when he pressed that strange nub above her girl place. From her position, she couldn't see what exactly he was doing, but she could feel her nerves lighting up with a very peculiar sensation.

"Your clit is really big." he said. "It's almost like a berry. I bet it's sensitive as fuck." He pulled back her clitoral hood and rubbed his finger against the button. Nicole gasped and kicked her legs out involuntarily. Her crotch lit up with this strange feeling. It wasn't painful, but it was intense, and it made it difficult for her to maintain control of her body. Rook continued to rub and assault her nub, and she thrashed around violently, trying to kick him away.

"HAAHH! I feel so strange!" she cried out. "Stop it!" Her pleas went unanswered, however. Rook pressed his index finger flat against her fat pussy lips and watched with awe as it sank down between the folds. He wasn't even at the angle to push into her and her labia swallowed his finger whole! He repeated the process, adding in his middle finger as well, to the same effect. Both fingers vanished into her love hole, even though he was just pressing into the surface. To imagine how easily her pussy could take in his cock... Rook's erection reinforced itself in Jenny's mouth, who got startled by the sudden second wind.

"You're already getting wet, and I barely touched you!" Rook observed, licking her moisture off his fingers. "I bet you'd cum like a fountain once I stick my dick in you, but before that happens..." he picked Nicole up and settled her down on his shoulders. His mouth opened wide and closed down around her plump pussy lips.

"Hyaa! That's dirty! I pee from the-hwyahaa!" Nicole let out a strange moan as his tongue assaulted her pussy lips. It sent a very unique, very good feeling up her spine. His warm breath tingled her girlhood, and his tongue was wet and extremely invasive. It teased at her slit but didn't actually dip into her folds. With her hands tied behind her back, she felt like she was in constant danger of falling, but Rook's hand on the small of her back kept her in place. Her legs tensed up on either side of his head with each jolt of bliss that surged through her body.

Jenny could taste something bitter and sticky splash against her tongue. She couldn't help but think that it was pee, which immediately grossed her out. However, it didn't taste like what she imagined it would taste like, and definitely didn't smell like it. The smell was... difficult to describe, but it seemed to claw at the inside of her head. It lingered like an obsessive thought, and she couldn't take her mind off it.

Nicole was gasping and moaning with increasing volume. Her pussy lips felt the same way her leg did if she sat on it the wrong way. That same feeling was quickly spreading throughout her body. It was a very good feeling, and she didn't know how it began, but she didn't want it to stop. Rook's tongue pierced past her swollen lips and into her girlhood. She tasted sweeter than honey, sweeter than Fuu, even. He could only imagine the kind of bliss she was experiencing with such plump, sensitive pussy lips.

Nicole's eyes rolled in the back of her head when she came. She babbled incoherently and thrashed violently on Rook's shoulder. Her pussy juices leaked down his face and chest. Once he had his fill of her taste, he lifted her off of his shoulders and took a good look at her ahegao face. It was an adorable thing to see. Her expression was a mixture of fear, confusion and sheer bliss, along with a bit of uncertainty about how she should feel about it all.

Rook set Nicole down next to Jenny and picked her up. She sputtered and tried to spit the bitter taste out of her mouth. He brought her down to his crotch, and at first, she thought he was going to make her suck him off again. Surprise didn't even begin to describe her when she felt his dick pressing against her pussy lips. When it pushed past her labia and deep into her fleshy insides, she felt an intense pressure pushing upwards against the pit of her stomach. She grit her teeth as it reached almost intolerable levels. Suddenly, something deep inside her broke. Rook covered her mouth just in time to muffle her scream. The feeling of pressure was replaced with a sharp stabbing pain, like when she got her flu shot. The pain lingered in the pit of her stomach, but at the same time, something on the surface of her body, between her belly button and girlhood, there was a strange tingling sensation.

Rook gently lifted her up and down on his cock, getting her accustomed to the motions and the feel of his dick inside her. Tears streamed down her face and she whimpered, but whether it was out of fear or pain he wasn't quite sure. Her vaginal muscles contracted around the head of his cock every pass he made on a specific point inside her.

Little did any of them know they were being watched. It wasn't until the group got to the food court did they realize that Jenny and Nicole were nowhere to be found. Jay, being one of the older kids in the group, volunteered to go help find them. Unlike the girls, he was dressed in a pair of shorts over his swimsuit. He figured there would be nothing up this path that led to a dead end, but to his surprise, the girls were here all along. On top of that, this stranger was raping them! His immediate instinct was to run and get one of the keepers, but his feet wouldn't move. He was fixated on the action going down right in front of him. He watched them from the shadows, his little boy peen sprouting up and forming a tent in his shorts. So this is what it looked like looking in from the outside...

"I feel funny!" Jenny moaned. "This feeling is very weird!" she felt very light headed as she neared her first ever orgasm. The pain was rapidly dissipating, replaced with a weird burning sensation building up between her legs. When it hit critical mass, any thought she had going on in her head came to a dead stop. She spasmed violently in his grip, thrusting her hips back and forth wildly. Her gasps were filled with distress as she tried to come to terms with what exactly she was feeling. She looked up at Rook as if expecting him to know the answer and help her. Unfortunately for her, his only response was to blow his gooey load into her broken in pussy.

Rook yanked her off his shaft while he was still cumming and sprayed the last few spurts across her face. She stared blankly up at him, her mouth hanging open slightly and her eyes unfocused. His jizz oozed out of her abused girlhood. Without giving her a moment to breathe, he flipped her around and poked the tip of his dick against her asshole. Normally, he would have been too big for her back door, but his dick softened and shrank slightly from his refractory period, and the tip was glazed with his spooge. That provided a better situation for him to push into her back door.

"NYAHAHH!" Jenny cried out in a combination of shock, pain and disgust as Rook buried his cock into her asshole. His size stretched her out until it burned, and when his length was embedded all the way inside her, Jenny felt the pressure against her stomach again, but it felt different this time. The act of him thrusting his dick in and out of her pooper made her sphincter muscle ache in a strange way. It almost felt like what her girlhood felt like when Rook shoved his dick in it. Speaking of which, it also made her labia tingle, and that weird feeling from earlier that made all her thoughts come to a stop was coming back.

Jay nearly jumped out of his skin when a hand wrapped around his mouth from behind and muffled his scream. A large pair of breasts pressed him from behind.

"Did you know it's wrong to spy on others?" the woman whispered into his ear. "I'm gonna have to punish you for that. Oh, and look, you're all nice and ready for punishment." Her hand reached down his front and pulled down his shorts, revealing the odd swimwear he wore underneath. In fact, it looked like it was supposed to be worn by girls. There was no butt to the swimsuit, and there was barely a crotch that would expose the lowermost part of the girl's labia. Pretty much all of the cloth was in the front, holding back his little boy peen.

"Oh? What's this? Mhmm, I think someone's got a dirty little secret." she cooed. "You're gonna tell me all about it!" Jay's eyes widened as he felt her hand tug his swimsuit down, revealing his erect, uncut cock. She gripped it and began stroking him off, which made his legs buckle underneath him.

"Mmmph..." he moaned into her other hand.

"Do try and keep it quiet." she said. "I don't want to give ourselves away just yet."

"Waaaahhh!" Jenny cried as Rook bounced her ever higher off his cock before slamming her back down to the hilt. The entirety of her nether regions felt like it was on fire, like an itch that desperately needed scratching. Eventually that tension spilled over and she had her first anal orgasm. She thrust her hips up, squirting her sweet cream all over the ground. Her whimpers echoed throughout the cabana, but they were far enough away from the rest of the park that Rook knew no one would be able to hear her.

"Mnnn, yeah! That feels so fucking good, doesn't it?" he growled into her ear as he shot his load into her bowels. "You can expect to feel this a lot more often, so you better get used to it!" He pulled her off his cock and dispensed her on the ground unceremoniously. Jenny seemed to stare off into space, her pupils dilated and her mouth hanging slightly open. Both her holes glowed a faint red and leaked his masculine scent. Now that she was done, Rook moved onto Nicole, who was watching the whole time. Her swollen pussy lips were dripping wet from arousal, but her eyes were filled with fear and confusion. She didn't know what was going on or what the tingling between her legs meant, but she took her first plunge into sex and she wanted to explore it further.

Rook held Nicole's legs apart and pressed the tip of his dick against her fat slit. He thrust his hips back and forth, grinding against her labia, but like with his fingers, he wasn't looking to penetrate her, at least not yet. The bottom of his dick was very sensitive, and after a few thrusts, he was already drooling precum all over her petals.

"Uh! Huuuhh!" Nicole moaned. Her cheeks flushed a deep red; she was confused and mortified to be doing this, but at the same time, she recognized just how good it felt.

"You like how it feels, don't you?" Rook asked. She silently nodded her head. "Do you want to continue?" There was a brief moment of hesitation, but she nodded again. Rook scooted back and laid down on the ground, holding his cock straight up. "Then come over here and continue."

Nicole awkwardly got to her feet, since her hands were still tied behind her back, and she moved between Rook's legs. Bending backwards, she moved her hips forward to meet the underside of his cock. Her chubby pussy lips morphed around the shaft when Rook pressed into it with his hand. He still couldn't get over that! Her fat mound could almost wrap around his enormous length! How did she have such a fat pussy at her age?! The girl was a gem, for sure!

Nicole slid her hips up and down the entire length of his shaft. The action made her legs tremble and her face flush even redder. Her girlhood tingled again, spurring her on to continue rubbing her slit against his member, which in turn made it tingle even more. It was almost uncomfortable, but she couldn't stop. Primal instinct took over, and pushed her forward towards her orgasm.

"HYAAAH! NAAHHH!" Nicole pulled away when she came. She thrust her hips up wildly into the air and squirted her sweet cream all over Rook's shaft. Some of the warm juices overshot his mast and splashed across his stomach and chest. Nicole's limbs gave out underneath her, and she rolled over, feeling a little drained from the ordeal.

"That's a good girl." Rook said, kneeling over her. "Did it feel good?" Nicole nodded her head vigorously.

"Why does it feel so good?" she moaned.

"It's complicated, but there is a way to feel a lot better."

"Can we do that, then? I really wanna do that!" Nicole exclaimed eagerly, but her face was still a bright tomato red.

"Only if you're a good girl. Will you be a good girl?" Nicole nodded her head again. "Then first, let me untie you." Rook reached around behind her back and undid the knot that tied her hands behind her back. He then picked her up and settled her into his lap. Her hands clutched onto his forearms arms like he was her comfort teddy bear. Her pussy radiated heat all over the head of his dick. The tip pressed against her folds, eager to bury itself deep inside her.

Without warning or preparation, Rook shoved his entire length into her fat pussy. He expected to tear through her hymen on the way down, but before he knew it, his meatus was kissing her cervix; she had no cherry to pop!

Nicole's voice shook as she sunk all the way to the hilt. That tingling feeling intensified like never before, and nerves that never experienced sensation before were fired up. Whatever feelings she had before were nothing compared to this! She wrapped her arms around Rook and trembled violently.

"It feels so good!" she cried out, tears streaming down her cheeks. "It's too much for me!"

"No it's not." Rook insisted. "You're a strong girl and you're gonna bear through this." He laid back down on the ground and folded his arms behind his head. "Now if you wanna feel good, you're gonna have to move on it yourself."

Through the tears and the mind-numbing pleasure, Nicole began bouncing her hips up and down on his cock. She could feel every ridge and vein rubbing against her insides. A whole heap of emotions made her want to continue, even though it was so difficult for her to bear it. Her girlhood was quickly going numb and felt like she desperately needed to pee. Even that wasn't enough to deter her. Besides, she was a big girl, and she could hold it in until later.

Jay thrust his hips into the woman's hand when he came. The volume looked to be a lot more than what his balls could hold, and definitely more than what a boy his age should be able to put out. His eyes glazed over and he fell back on the ground, still humping like a puppy in heat.

"That was quite an amount." she said. "So what's your secret, boy? Does someone at your little foster care take advantage of your little ass?" Jay hesitated for a moment, then slowly nodded his head. "Oh, how adorable! It's a shame he's going to lose that ass, though! We got something much better in store for you!"

"HUABABHABAH!" Nicole babbled incoherently as she continued to ride on Rook's huge cock. It took every ounce of willpower to not blow his load too early. He wanted to experience this girl's cunt for as long as possible. She was all soft and squishy inside like a marshmallow, and her muscles squeezed him in an erratic manner, as her body was not developed enough to have that finer control yet, even though it desperately wanted to.

Nicole's eyes widened and she trembled like she was having a seizure when she came. Her love button went numb from the pleasure and she sprayed her sweet cream all over Rook's abdomen. So lost was she in the bliss she didn't even register that she was getting filled up with his jizz. Her pussy was something else. It was extremely inexperienced, but it knew on some level that it craved cock and wanted to be stuffed up with a lot of them and filled to capacity with hot sperm. At least, that's what Rook wanted to believe.

He pulled her off his cock, flipped her around so she was facing away from him, and prodded the tip of his shaft against her asshole. He expected, since she was a virgin, that she would be tight just like anybody else, but he was very, very wrong. It didn't take much pressure for her tight pucker to open up to him and his dick to slip inside all the way up to the hilt! Her insides were warm and soft as pudding! Rook could not imagine how she could be so developed at such a young age! Either someone was already taking advantage of her and building her up to be a sex doll, or she was just naturally built for it. Again, he wanted to believe the latter.

His hands reached around to her front and dipped into Nicole's plump pussy lips again. His touch was light at first as he stirred his cum around inside her, but he quickly got aggressive about it. He started stabbing his index and middle fingers into her, which shocked her back to consciousness. It was bad enough that both her butt and girlhood were extremely sensitive, but now he was violating both of them at the same time! She cried loudly and thrust her hips up involuntarily to meet his hand. She was going to have another orgasm so soon after her first, she was afraid she wasn't going to be able to handle it, and the tears streamed down her cheeks.

"Glumph!" Rook suddenly brought up his cum stained fingers to her mouth and shoved them past her lips. She fought against him, but between their comparative sizes and her lack of energy from her orgasm, her struggles were futile.

"Get a good taste of it." Rook growled into her ear. "You will grow to appreciate the taste!"

"So this is your idea of unwinding?" Rook looked up to see Felicia approaching. Next to her was some young boy - a few years older than the girls, by the looks of it - who was wearing a very inappropriate swimsuit for his age, especially considering that it looked like it was for a girl.

"Yeah, what of it? Our harem needs girls, and this one," he held Nicole closely, copping a feel of her flat chest. "Is solid fucking gold!"

Nicole kicked her feet wildly when she came. Her asshole clenched tightly around his cock and her labia contracted every second or two. She held onto Rook's hands and tried to use them as leverage to pull herself off, but to no avail. She could feel his gooey cum fill up her bowels. It felt very uncomfortable as it felt like she was losing control of her bowels, but it also felt good, though not nearly as good as when he came into her girlhood.

"Alright. I'll call down some girls to take them back to the ship."

"Don't bother." Rook interjected. "I'm good now. I'm coming back up. Alakazam, five to beam up." In a flash of purple light, they appeared in the entertainment room again. Rook pulled Nicole off his cock with a loud, disgusting squelching noise and disposed of her on the ground.

"Have them cleaned up." he demanded, gesturing to the girls. "Meanwhile, I'm gonna try out this succulent boy ass."

"Yes, sir." Felicia said. She pushed Jay forward into his arms and picked up the two girls, one under each arm, and carried them out. Jay looked up into Rook's eyes. He looked apprehensive, but didn't appear to be frightened at all. In fact, he was pressing his weight into Rook's body!

Before he could say anything, Jay climbed off his lap and got down on his hands and knees. He gripped Rook's cock and took it into his mouth, first sucking on the head before taking in more of the length. Rook blinked in surprise. He was going to force the boy onto his dick and skullfuck him, but apparently that wasn't necessary. Intrigue gripped him, and he stayed his hand, waiting to see just how far this boy would go.

Jay drew his head back and licked the underside of the shaft. He used the very tip of his tongue for this, teasing the frenulum and making Rook twitch as a result. He slowly made his way back up to the tip again, where he probed the meatus with his tongue before sucking it up again. Even inside his mouth, his tongue was still a very wild and active muscle, undulating underneath the shaft. He was very talented with his mouth. More than what should have been possible for a boy his age!

Rook grunted and shuddered as his orgasm rippled throughout his body. Jay didn't bat an eye when he came, and he drank up his wads of sperm without protest or any hint of disgust. He moaned into his dick as he did so, which sent even more ripples of pleasure throughout his body.

Rook laid out flat on the ground, feeling a little lightheaded from his fifth orgasm in the past hour. The boy was good. Very good. He knew exactly where to stimulate him and how, which implied he either had training of some kind, or he was enough of a bitch that he liked to suck cock. It would explain the swimsuit.

Rook felt the boy's warm lips close around his balls, the tongue rolling back and forth between the orbs. His eyes shot open and he thrust up spastically and violently. No one ever sucked on his balls before outside of that one time with Absol! The strange stimulation caused his dick to bounce back almost immediately. Jay then released his balls from his mouth and continued to lick at the shaft. Despite just cumming, the boy was quickly building him up for another orgasm. His tongue assaulted every last sensitive part of his dick, even parts he never considered to be sensitive.

"Shit! Stop stop stop!" he gasped, trying to pull away from him. "God... dammit. How are you so good at this?"

"I just am." the boy replied flatly. Rook raised an eyebrow at him.

"Don't withhold information from me." he said in a low voice. "That would be most unwise."

"Nnh, one of the... keepers, at the orphanage." he explained reluctantly. A heavy blush formed across his face. "He taught me how to do this. He'd make me do it almost every day."

"Hot damn! Shame he'll never see this ass again. From here on out, you're mine." He grabbed Jay's swimsuit and carefully peeled it off of him. He was actually fond of its design, and he didn't want to ruin it until he could either replicate it or find out where exactly his keeper bought it. The boy's figure was very slender and feminine, more so now that his entire body was on display to Rook. His little boy peen was actually rather little. The act of sucking Rook off made his own cock stand at attention, and even though he was about the same age as Ran, his dick was nearly twice as small. There was a slight curve to his belly, but not so much that it was blatantly noticeable.

Rook flipped the boy around and pushed him to the ground. He then scooted on top of him and prodded his cock against his asshole. It was a bit of a tight fit, but like Nicole, it didn't take much effort to slip past his pucker and bury his dick deep in his asshole. Jay grunted and moaned, but he didn't resist. Instead, he folded his arms under his chin and flexed his anal muscles. As if he wasn't already a diamond in the rough, he had fine enough control over his anal muscles that it felt like he was milking Rook's cock! He could already see this boy earning him a bundle in the harem!

Rook grabbed Jay's soft ass cheeks and rolled them up and down along his shaft. They were almost as soft as breasts! They provided the perfect degree of cushion when he thrust his entire length deep into the boy's back door. Jay's muscles tightened around his cock when he tried to pull out, and provided almost no resistance when he thrust back in. Rook was able to set a good, decent pace, and even though he was teetering on the verge of his next orgasm, the half dozen orgasms he recovered from made it a bit difficult to go over the edge this time around.

Rook laid back and pulled Jay into his lap, where his hand wrapped around his peen and jerked it off while he bounced him around.

"I'm gonna make sure you feel this in the morning!" he growled into his ear. Jay moaned lustfully, clutching onto Rook's forearms as he rode the cock. Rook was very aggressive, more so than his keeper was, or maybe it just felt like that because of the size of his cock. Whatever the case may be, he could feel the head slamming against his stomach and the head grinding into his prostate. It sent jolts of pleasure to his cock and felt like Rook was going to burst out through his dick.

Jay kicked his feet out wildly as he came, pleasure shooting up and down his spine so intense his eyes rolled in the back of his head and he felt like he would pass out. His dick sprayed his young cum out all over the carpet in front of them. Rook guided it back to blow all over his chest and face. He then took his fingers, smeared the cum all over them, and guided it up to Jay's lips. The boy licked it up without hesitation; whether he liked the taste, or he was just used to being forced to do so, was unclear.

Rook grunted and slammed the rest of his length into Jay's ass when he came. The boy's muscles seemed to milk him for all he was worth. He felt like he was shooting twice the volume into him as he did into the girls. Jay was definitely talented with his asshole, and it had absolutely nothing to do with Rook being intimately attracted to him.

He slowly removed the boy from his dick. As his entire length flopped out, he wondered how he could even take all that in in the first place. He then wondered if he'd even be serviceable in the harem after that, but figured if he wasn't, he could be fixed easily by the ship's medic.

Rook was suddenly aware of Jay closing in on him for a kiss. He grabbed the kid by the forehead and held him back.

"Hey hey! None of that stuff!" he exclaimed. "I don't kiss!"

"Oh, okay." Jay said, backing away.

"Go get yourself cleaned up." he ordered. "Showers are just next door." Without another word, Jay got up and left the room. Rook sighed and laid back, pinching the bridge of his nose. He felt a lot better, but now he had a headache. Didn't Felicia also mention having a headache earlier? Maybe it was something in the food? He tried to shake it off and left the room to go clean up as well.

* * *

Delia Ketchum looked out at the ocean from the Slateport Hotel room window. She was dressed only in a green bikini, which she got especially for this vacation. It was a bit thinner cut than what she was used to, and it felt like she was completely naked. That was, however, the style here at Hoenn, and she didn't want to look like a prude or an outsider, even if it was evident based on her skin tone.

She had the best son in the world. He won a vacation trip for two to Hoenn in a Pokemon Contest while in Kalos, and of all the people he could have gone with, he chose his own mother. They didn't spend that much time together since he began the Indigo League over two years ago, aside from a few moments they'd meet when either she was on vacation or Ash was visiting Pallet Town. Ash decided to put time aside where they could spend time together alone, without his friends tagging along. Shame; from what she understood, he had a wide selection of girls that would go out with him given the chance, and she knew he had a sex drive based on the small stack of porn Delia found underneath his bed. Unfortunately, the League was more important to him right now, and he was innocent about the kinds of fun you could have on a vacation like this.

Ash went out to buy a new swimsuit, since he long since outgrew his last pair. Delia, meanwhile, took a shower and got dressed in the revealing swimsuit she bought. As she finished her preparations to go to the beach once Ash returned, there was a knock at her door. Curious, she answered the door, and the person there was the last person she wanted to see in the world.

"Oh god, why are you here?" she sighed upon seeing Rook.

"Now now, you make it seem like I'm not welcome." he replied.

"You aren't. Get out." Delia tried to close the door on him, but he forced his way into the room. "If you don't leave, I'm going to call the police."

"Uh huh." Rook sounded very unconvinced or nonchalant about it. "So how is your bitch boy, Ash?" he asked as he sat down on the bed.

"What'd you do to him? What do you plan to do with him?"

"I don't plan on doing anything to him. You see, unlike my uncle, he's not a threat to me, and I don't kill people who are not a threat to me."

"You changed. I remember when you would kill an innocent man just to prove a point."

"I realized that killing a person is easy. Wounding them is easy. Getting into their head, manipulating the way they think... that's real power."

"Shut up and get to the point." Venom dripped from every one of Delia's words. He wasn't welcome in her life and she wasn't afraid to let him know that.

"Did Ash ever find out about his dad?" Rook asked, even though he already knew the answer. Delia would never tell him, and Ash was too much of a twat to find out on his own. Delia simply glared at him. "You know, I'm curious as to what his reaction would be if he found out. Bet his head would explode like a self-destructing Electrode."

"You wouldn't dare."

"Oh, I would dare. Of course, if you want to keep that secret from him, you're gonna have to work for it." Rook reached into his pocket and pulled out what looked like a yellow rag and tossed it to her. "Put this on, or he gets a phone number."

Delia caught the rag and unfolded it. The rag was actually a one piece swimsuit, but it was one that was even more revealing than the one she was currently wearing. The only thing it seemed to actually cover up was the breasts, but only barely. The bottom half was a butterfly cut that wouldn't actually cover up her womanhood unless she forced the fabric into her slit, which would defeat the purpose anyways. She had no other choice. Rook was a very powerful and resourceful man, and even if she could escape back to Kanto, he knew where they lived, and could easily haunt them with the kind of power he wielded. He was much worse than his uncle in that regard, who saw most people, even his own crew, as worthless worms.

Delia stripped off her bikini and, with some difficulty, put on the swimsuit. Immediately she knew it was off and wrong. She felt like she was wearing nothing from the chest down. Her pussy was on display for Rook to see, and the straps dug into her ass so deeply it felt like it couldn't be extracted with anything short of an excavation crew.

"Heh heh. I approve." Rook grinned. Delia stared daggers into him as she covered herself up with her hands.

"There, you got what you wanted. Now can I take this off and you get the hell out of my life?!"

"Nope! I got other plans in mind for you!"

* * *

"Keep moving!" Rook ordered, pushing Delia forward down the walkway leading to the beach. She was still wearing the swimsuit that Rook provided. Turns out it didn't even cover up her breasts completely; her nipples peeked out through the top of the bra. Fortunately, she did think to shave her pussy this morning, so she was completely bald, smooth and pure down there.

Without a doubt, her presence drew the attention of virtually everyone they passed by. Even with the very loose nudity laws, this was an extra layer of raciness that the people were just not used to. On top of all that, Delia's pussy lips were glistening wet with her love juices flowing down her legs like a river. She found it difficult to walk in a straight line, and Rook was making it even more difficult for her the closer they got to the beach.

Rook was holding a small dial that controlled the vibrator he embedded in her love canal. He spun it around between low and medium, but even at that setting, the vibrations from the device were powerful enough to jostle her hips around like a hula dancer. Delia's legs and pussy felt disconnected from her body, and her brain was flooded with so many endorphins, she was in a dreamlike state the entire time.

Rook led Delia to an area where someone had already set up camp. There was a large towel rolled out underneath an oversized umbrella, next to a cooler shaped like a Pelipper. Rook pushed her down on her knees on the towel. Whether this was his camp or not was up for debate. He was the kind of person to plan ahead like this, but he also didn't hesitate to swoop in on someone else's territory, if it benefited him.

"Here. Rub this all over my cock up with your epic tits." he ordered, grabbing a bottle of suntan lotion from the cooler and squeezing a large volume of it into her cleavage. He grabbed Delia by her nipples and rolled them over one another to spread the lotion around.

"There, now you're all ready." he said. He stood up and pulled down his swimsuit. His cock bounced out, half erect, but quickly standing on end. If Rook was any other guy, Delia would have practically married him by now purely based on the epic size of his mast, but unfortunately, the only guy she knew with a horse cock had to be the one person she hated most in the world.

Reluctantly, Delia grabbed her breasts and closed them around Rook's cock. She pulled them down onto the shaft so he was hooked in underneath her swimsuit and poked up just underneath her chin.

"Uh uh. No hands." Rook insisted. "Behind your back." Delia glared up at him as she complied, all in the name of protecting Ash from his father. She rocked her tits up and down the entire length. Sitting down in this position made the vibrator press up against the pit of her stomach. The vibrations were even stronger now. She was on the verge of a powerful orgasm, and trying to resist it was like trying to hold back the tide.

Delia's eyes flickered as mind numbing endorphins surged throughout her body. She was actually having an orgasm outside where anyone could see her! Her pussy juices soaked the sand beneath her in such a massive volume it felt like she was peeing. Her mouth hung open, which Rook took as an opportunity to shove the tip of his dick inside. It was at that moment that Delia realized that the lotion wasn't exactly lotion. It tasted strongly of bananas, which implied that it was something other than lotion; lube, possibly, knowing Rook. Her tongue swirled around the tip of its own accord, lapping up the delicious lube. She wanted to hate it, but she couldn't. The vibrator was messing with her sense of judgement.

Their activities began to draw a crowd. People of both genders and various ages began to stop and watch. They could hear murmurings of shock and curiosity amongst the crowd.

"What the fuck?"

"Are they filming a porno?"

"Where's the camera crew?"

"What are they doing, mommy?"

"Close your eyes, Christine!"

Delia was aware of all the eyes on her and the various thoughts that accompanied them. She could also feel the lenses of camera phones and cameras alike aimed at her, recording everything. She wanted so much to run away and hide in a dark corner until everyone forgot what happened here today, but her body refused to respond. To make matters worse, being watched like this might actually be turning her on!

Rook pulled his cock out of her mouth and stepped away from her. He took the dial and spun it all the way to the highest setting. Delia screamed and rolled over onto her back, thrusting her hips up into the air and fingering her clit as she was accelerated at light speed to a second orgasm. She moaned like a Miltank in heat as she came. She kicked her legs out wildly in a futile attempt to escape from the blissful torment.

Rook got down and reached into her pussy. He felt around for the loop of string connected to the vibrator, and when he found it, he tugged on it hard. Her folds spread very far apart like she was giving birth, and from within her tunnel of love emerged what looked like a Pokeball. It was about the same size as one, perhaps a bit bigger, and when it broke free of her insides, it jostled around on the edge of the string like a Pokemon was inside trying to resist capture.

The crowd watched in fascination as Rook turned off the vibrator and tossed it to the side. He then got down between Delia's legs and probed the tip of his dick into her gaping, abused pussy. He was big enough, though, that she was still tight for him even after being stretched out. Delia cried out in frustration and began to thrash around violently underneath him, trying to get away."

"Don't resist." he whispered into her ear. "Remember who you're doing this for." He rolled both of them over so Delia was sitting on his lap, impaled on his cock all the way down to the hilt. "Now ride it like the slut you are!"

Delia reluctantly complied, bringing herself up and down on his shaft. Mortified didn't even begin to describe how she felt, being forced to fuck a man she despised in front of a growing crowd. She was facing the group of people watching them, their expressions full of either disgust or jealousy. Some of the men in the crowd had their cocks, actively jerking off to the scene unfolding before them. Did they have no shame!? She wanted to be disgusted, but at the same time, she began to feel different about herself and everything else going on around her. Maybe it was the stress kicking in of being publicly humiliated like this, or it unlocked something dark and depraved within her. She actually started to like the attention! She looked at the many cocks staring back at her from the crowd, and she found herself fantasizing about them! She wanted to suck on them, stroke them, rub her face against them, and take them into all her love holes.

Delia cupped her breasts in her hands and massaged and pinched the nipples. Her bounces on Rook's dick were more enthusiastic now. Her motions caused her breasts to jiggle in her hands, trying to roll along with the momentum. She wanted them to continue watching her, to see her reach her first ever public orgasm.

Rook latched onto her thighs and held her down on his cock as he came. Delia could feel the white gooey torrent splashing into her, but she didn't care who it was doing it at this point. Her lust was reaching critical mass, and she wasn't willing or able to stop.

Rook slammed his cock up into Delia several more times before pulling her off and tossing her to the side. Delia spasmed on the ground, pushed over the edge by his final assault. Her vaginal muscles contracted tight enough to turn coals into diamonds, but she didn't feel complete without his cock to wrap herself around. Her orgasm was ultimately unsatisfying.

Rook turned his attention to the crowd. The men were still jerking their meat, some of the women were jilling themselves, and a few were filming the scene on their cell phones or video cameras. Rook felt no shame about it. His ego was too big for that.

"Go ahead, if you want." He announced to the crowd. "She's quite the whore, and she'll take any cock you put before her!" The men approached without hesitation, but when they knelt down to have their way with her, it quickly broke into a scuffle.

"Hey! Knock it off!" Rook commanded. He reached down into the cooler and pulled out a Pokeball. "I will bring out the Enforcer, if I have to, and he will not show you any mercy like I do!" He thought they weren't going to listen to his warning, but thankfully, they did. That was good; he didn't want to have to start killing people to get them to behave. That would have been a huge turnoff for everyone, including himself.

Delia found herself on her back, a cock buried all the way to the hilt in her mouth. The man's hips slammed into her face repeatedly, throat fucking her. Meanwhile, another man stabbed into her used pussy with his dick. Each thrust into her was accompanied by a sloppy sloshing noise.

"Oh yeah! Sloppy seconds are the best!" he exclaimed. Delia's hands were guided to other dicks she could see in the corners of her vision. The men on either side of her scooted in until their cocks were less than a foot away from her face.

The experience was a surreal one. She was actually servicing four dicks at once, which was four times more than she was used to. Her throat felt numb and tingly, and she realized with a combination of surprise and joy that it might be her first throat orgasm. Similar pleasure signals were being sent to her brain as if she had a normal orgasm. It was an amazing experience.

The man pounding her cum-drenched pussy grunted and gasped as he deposited his seed into her body. Almost as soon as he pulled out was his cock replaced with another. He managed to thrust a few times into her before blowing his load.

"Ahhh FUCK!" he hissed. He pulled out of her and tried to stop himself, but when he realized he already came, he jerked his meat vigorously to try and prolong the experience.

"What, you came already?" the man in Delia's mouth asked. "Man, that's why your wife left you!"

"Sh-shut up!" Delia felt another cock enter her pussy, this one a bit bigger than the others, but nowhere near Rook's size. Her hips trembled and bucked around as it pounded into her. She couldn't see since her neck was strained back, but she could feel that the man's dick was uncut, and the ridge of the head was enormous. Every pass it made tingled her G-spot. Her crotch and clit felt like they were on fire, and she felt another orgasm building up within her.

A chorus of moans from the men in her mouth and hands signaled that they were cumming. The men in her hands broke away and moved in to paint her face with their seed. The guy in her mouth jerked around like he was having a seizure, and Delia could feel his cum splashing against the back of her throat and sliding down into her stomach.

Rook watched the scene unfold from the sidelines. He was impressed that Delia made a full reversal of her modesty and morals. She must have been dying to do this for such a long time; all she needed was a little push. Something caught his attention in the corner of his eye, and a familiar face approached the scene with curiosity.

"Oh? This is going to be interesting." he grinned sadistically.

"M-mom?!" Ash exclaimed, quickly closing the gap. He was dressed in the new swimsuit he bought. She wasn't in her room like she said she would be, so he assumed that she came down here to the beach. As it turns out, she did, but he didn't expect her to be doing this, of all things.

"This is your mom, kid?" one of the guys asked on the sidelines. He was completely naked, and his crotch was all wet, caked with cum. "She's quite the whore! You're lucky, boy!"

"But I don't... she doesn't..." Ash stuttered. He didn't know what to make of the scene. He saw this sort of thing before in the porn collection he had, but the sight of this in real life, with his mom as the focal point, no less, was nothing compared to that.

"What's the matter?" a woman asked from behind. She knelt down behind Ash and wrapped her slender hands around his front. "Do you want to have a go with her, too?!"

"Woah! What the fuck?! He's just a kid!"

"So? Every son should spend some quality time with their mom." The woman pulled down Ash's swimsuit and gripped at his cock. "Oh, look at that! He's already getting stiff!" Sure enough, Ash's little boy peen was standing straight up. He wasn't hard enough yet to do any real fucking, but that would change quickly with some proper stimulation.

"He's pretty big." the man commented. "Maybe I just don't remember what it was like when I was his age, but damn, he could actually please her with that thing... maybe."

"Ahhh! Haaahh!" Ash trembled in the woman's grip as she stroked his dick. He wanted to move, but her hand was smooth as silk and felt like pure bliss. Her free hand cupped his balls and squeezed them gently.

"That is fucking insane! You're gonna get so arrested if Officer Jenny comes around!" the man exclaimed.

"Then you'll just have to be on the lookout, won't you?" the woman said. "Besides, I think we'll all get busted at this point. Think of all the laws we're breaking.

"Hmm, I think he's ready now." the woman led Ash over to his mom. The sixth guy just finished cumming into her pussy, which was swimming with so much sperm it poured out of her in thick globules. Her face and breasts were also stained with cum, and her hair was so disheveled she was almost unrecognizable.

"Mom..." Ash whispered. He was conflicted about being horny, seeing his mom getting fucked, and now getting the chance to fuck her. Was it right? Sex was an act of love, and he loved his mom, but he also heard that incest was wrong. Why was it wrong? His head buzzed with those paradoxes as he fell on his knees before his mom, trying to answer them, but his boner seemed to be a roadblock in his mind.

"It's time to fuck mommy, boy!" the woman announced, shoving him into Delia's motherhood. Ash braced himself against the ground and thrust his hips wildly into her. Her insides were very warm, wet and gooey from all the other mens' cum. Whether it was right or wrong, he didn't care at this point. Instinct all but took over and he felt an overwhelming need to cum.

"Mom..." he whispered again. Everything felt as surreal as a dream. He sometimes had wild, primal instincts like this, but he always imagined his first time would be with Misty, May, even Dawn or Shauna. He never even considered his mom as an option, not until now.

"Moooom!" Ash cried out as he thrust into her with increased vigor. He really did love her, and he wanted to do whatever he could to please her!

"Ash?" Delia mumbled as she came to her senses. To her shock and horror, she realized Ash was now on top of her, pounding his meat into her well-used pussy. Her initial thought would have been to get him to stop and run off and hide somewhere, but her mind was too clouded by hormones to think clearly. Instead, she wrapped her legs around his body and pulled him in closer.

"Ash!" she cried out. "Please don't stop! You're making mommy feel good!"

"Holy shit." one of the men whispered in awe. "She's actually going for it!"

"She must be quite the whore to be willing to take it even from her own son!"

"I love you, mom!" Ash gasped, doubling over her as his orgasm built up. He jerked himself off many times before, but that was nothing compared to this! Having a partner that he loved to do it with, especially his mom, made it a thousand times better!

"Please cum inside me, Ash!" Delia moaned as she went over the edge. "Show me how much you love me!"

Ash slammed his hips into her one last time before shooting his young seed into his mom. He fired a much larger volume than both what he was used to and what a boy his age should be able to. Because of the volume already inside her, Delia couldn't really feel his contribution to the mess, but she knew by his quivering body and the sweet sounds he made that he hit his climax. Her own was not a violent storm of endorphins this time, but a warm, loving wave that made her feel at peace. She forgot what that feeling was like, ever since her innocence about her husband was torn away from her. Ash was now her lover, where they could be happy together without fear of a similar dark secret life popping up and ruining what they have.

Rook, content with what he had just seen, grabbed his swimsuit and left the area. He thought about what to do next. There were so many things he had planned, from leisure to furthering his power in this region to sabotaging Giovanni's plans, he almost didn't know where to start. The priority, he decided, should be to establish himself in Hoenn, and then start his war with Giovanni.

Rook paused in mid step as he left the beach. His body felt numb and frozen, almost like it wasn't his own. Then, in an instant, it felt like an iron spike was shoved through his brain, severing almost all thought. He fell to the ground, limp as a ragdoll. It felt alien, like it wasn't his own, and his true form pressed outwards against its unnatural prison, desperately trying to break free. As the darkness closed around his eyes, Rook managed to whisper out a single phrase.

"Felicia... help! Me..."