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Pokemon 02

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Chapter two: Take to the Woods, Threeway Battle

Blue sat there looking at her two best friends, while holding her new partner Blossom close to her chest. Blossom was so warm, but she was clearly a shy one. Probably a timid or bashful nature if she had to guess. Still she'd felt the bond between her and Blossom was strong as could be. She didn't figure anything could break her bond now.

It had been a few minutes since they'd bonded, and now she could tell something was up. Green had that look in her eyes. That same look which was the one she gave them when they decided to take each others virginity as 'practice' and then the same look she had each and every time they all practiced after that.

Green stood up. “Okay. I think that's enough relaxing, losers. I challenge you two to a breeder battle! First to cum loses."

Tank sat upright and beamed like he just heard the most fun idea of his life. Blue looked down at her partner, and then at Red. “Okay, well I guess you can't decline a challenge after one's issued right?"

“Not unless you're a sissy." Green folded her arms over her chest.

Red sat up, but had a hand on Flair's side, giving her gentle pets. “Um, okay so there's three of us. Aren't battles usually done as one versus one, or two versus two?"

Green nodded. “Sure are, but threes can work too. Basically, Tank battles Blue, Blossom Battles, Red, and Flair battles me. I mean, unless you want squritle dick red?"

Red shook his head. “Sorry, I don't think that's my thing. But you're idea is good."

Blue looked down at Blossom who'd gotten stiffer since hearing the challenge. She stroked the top of Blossom's smooth green head. “Shh, it'll be a lot of fun. Red's really nice and he'll be gentle with you."

Blossom looked up. There was some fear in her eyes, but she nodded slowly and with that, Blue knew that Blossom trusted her. The bond was indeed formed between them and so thus their first battle could commence. Blue was excited, despite how much she enjoyed getting eaten out by that big ol' tongue, it was clear Blossom wasn't so good at this, and she still wanted dick.

The three of them stood up, their various Pokémon by their sides. This was actually awkward because most matches were supposed to be one on one, but this was going to be fun.

Blue pointed at Red. “Blossom, I choose you!"

Blossom charged out, in a series of bunny hops.

Red pointed at Green. “Flair, I choose you!"

Flair ran on all fours and jumped onto the bed before whipping her tail at Green's rear smacking her. Green glared back at Flair. “Imma get you for that, bitch. Anyway, Tank I choose you, go fuck her ass."

Blue raised a finger. “Um, what?"

Blue may not have been against anal, but when Tank came rushing at her, she was pretty sure this was not what she expected. Well she knew what to do anyway. She knelt down and then as Tank slowed to a stop in front of her, she looked down at that enraged penis. It was… smaller than Red's. Not pitifully small mind you, but not what she was expecting. Tank tried to go around her and while on all fours she turned to face him. Tank was clearly looking for a way to access her butt. Well she wasn't giving it to him that easy.

She pushed him down onto his turtle back. For a moment tank wiggled only to realize he was stuck on his back. She quickly reached out and grabbed his shaft. I smelled of his musk and Green's vagina, but it was nice and hard. She began stroking it up and down.

Meanwhile Green was on straddling Flair, and scissoring her. Flair was moaning and gripping the sheets as she weakly tried to grind back. Green looked at Tank. “Tank, don't you dare cum in her hand. Make the bitch work for it."

With that one command, Blue watched as Tank's penis seemed to throb harder. Soon Tank was thrusting into her hand. His precum making her grasp slippery. She didn't want to hold too tight as the purpose of a pokemon battle wasn't to hurt the other, it was to make them cum first, or to make them run out of energy from too much sex.

In this case, cum last and you win.

She held on, trying to stroke him harder and faster but it was getting too slippery to hold on. She dared a quick glance back at Blossom. Red was mostly trying to pet Blossom on the head while she was hiding her face into the floor and wiggling her rump as he massaged her labia.

Blue shouted out. “Blossom, don't just let him finger you. Go suck his dick or something."

Blossom peaked up at his cock and then hid her face again. Oh this was going to be a nightmare to train her.

Tank thrust hard into her hand once more and then she felt her hand slip off his member. She gasped. She'd gotten careless. She reached back out, but Tank rolled over and onto his back before she could grab him again. This time she tried to grab him by the shell with both hands, but he scampered away and toward the wall. She chased after him. He spun around and then shoved his head forward, his lips met with hers with a kiss.

She froze. She was kissing him. And he was good at this. She felt her mind fogging over as the lust was starting to fill her mind. The number one threat for a breeder in battle, giving in to one's own lust. She tried to pull away, and as she did she noticed the floor was a little wet and slippery. Tank took the opportunity to tackle her and she fell onto her back. Tank climbed down to her hips and she growled. “No you don't little guy."

She tried to push him, or grab him, but he was too slippery. Just as he reached her hips she felt it as he thrust forward. His member slid into her and she gasped. Oh Mew, he felt so good. She tried to grab the carpet as he began working in and out of her. His member spreading open her walls and filling her up with heat.

Blue moaned as she felt Tank thrusting in and out of her. Oh Mew, he felt so good. She wanted to push him away and make him cum by himself, but she couldn't. She needed him, she needed him to fill her up so badly. She grabbed his turtle shell and looked him dead in the eyes. “Fuck me harder little guy!"

He gasped as if surprised.

Before he could respond she was thrusting him in and out of herself at a faster rate than he could move by himself. Each thrust growing harder, hotter than before. She moaned loudly as the passion filled her up. Her mind was blinded by the fog of lust and she had to have more. She just had too.

She hardly noticed it as Green successfully made Flair cum before continuing to rut the poor thing silly. Nor as Blossom, being fingered by Red, came all over his fingers. No she was focused on the thing inside of her. The hot, yet surprisingly cool and slick rod moving in and out of her.

Her body was burning. She was on fire. She didn't care about the battle. Nor about the turtle which was moaning as loud as she was. She just wanted to cum. The fires built up inside of her and she felt it as that rod began throbbing hard. Hot sticky cum spilled forth inside of her, filling her up and making her insides sticky. The more she thrust into him, the more that cum spilled out and over into the floor. She moaned. She was so close. Just a little more.

She looked at him. “Use that tail, slap my ass!"

Tank had already unleashed his load. Yet he did as commanded. His soft fluffy tail whapped her ass cheek. It wasn't hard, but it was enough. She let out a final cry and her entrance clamped down hard over Tank's member and she jerked hard against him. Her breathing was rough and ragged through clenched teeth as electricity shot up her spine. Her body spasmed as the heat spread out through limbs.

After a moment she went limp and let out a exhale. She pet the top of Tank's head. “G-g-good b-boy."

Green was finished already and looking down at Blue. “Hmm… okay, I think I figured out the problem with three-way battles."

Blue was exhausted, her nerves frayed and her mind mush. “W-whaza?"

“I don't know who actually won. I mean, you were the last to cum, but Flair was the first one to cum so… ugh, it's like doing math."

Looking around Blue thought about it. Her bulbasaur lost. Red's Charmander lost. Green's Squirtle lost. Blue thought about it. “A draw?"

Green grumbled. “Like hell, I won't accept a draw against you nerds. But… we'll settle this with a rematch. Later. I think our Pokémon need a break."

Looking down at Tank she noticed he had fainted. So had Flair. Her own Blossom was still awake, but looking too exhausted to keep up. She pulled Squirtle out of herself letting his sticky fluid spill out onto the floor. It was more liquidy than she was used too. “Well okay then. That sounds fair. Um… you want this back?"

Green reached over to her desk, grabbed Tank's pokeball and then recalled him into it. It felt so weird how one moment he was in her hands, and the next she was holding thin air. Still they were all going to need a good cleaning after this.

Red looked down at his half-erect cock. “This… was fun?"

Green groaned. “Get over here you big baby, and I'll finish you off with my hand."

Red let go of Blossom and that was when Blossom fell limp to the floor and closed her eyes, fainting as well. While Red went to go get a hand job from Green, Blue grabbed her own pokeball and recalled Blossom. She kissed the pokeball. “We'll train you nice and strong. Promise."

As far as a first battle went, a draw wasn't the worst outcome. It also showed her, where as a breeder she'd need to train Blossom. Blossom's nature was going to be a hindrance for battles to come, but she was confident that with some training, they'd overcome it. After all, this was her partner she was talking about.

***

The trio had cleaned up and now stood at the edge of town. The tall grass was out there covering a good portion of the road, other than that there were trees with grass even taller. Green stared at her two friends. She knew this day would come eventually, but even she couldn't deny there was a pit in the bottom of her heart looking at them like this.

Red spoke. “You sure you don't want to wait? It'll just take me like, an hour tops, to get ready."

Green shook her head. “No way, nerd. From this day forward the three of us are rivals. Imma be the master breeder, and I can't let the two of you get in my way."

Blue offered a weak smile. “You sure we'd get in your way?"

Green folded her arms over her chest. “Uh, duh. All the best pokémon, the strong ones, will be hiding if there's more than one breeder present. If I want the best, the brightest, and the brainiest, I need to be by myself hunting them down. But, don't worry, you won't miss me for long. Because the next time we meet, I'm gonna challenge you two to another battle. Next Time I'll win For sure."

Red smiled. “Awww, so you will meet us again."

Green rolled her eyes. “Ugh, don't make it sound like I want to meet you. I just know that us here in Pallet Town are gonna be the best there is. So the only competition I'll have is from you two."

What she didn't say was that she was going to miss them. She knew it, and they knew it. They were friends first, perhaps more than that, but rivals second. Still she had a reputation to uphold. With a pokédex and a map, she was going to lose anytime soon. Of course… she had another concern. She pulled out a piece of paper with her phone number on it. “You two have my pokégear number right?"

Red nodded. “Course we do."

She gave the number to Blue. “Yo, if anything, and I mean anything happens. And you need someone actually competent to come and save your asses. Just call me. That goes for both of you."

Blue reached out and wrapped her arms around Green. “Awwww, I don't want you to leave. Who's cute ass will I stare at all the time?"

Green groaned. “Don't go getting sentimental on- wait you do what?"

Red joined in hugging her too. “Don't forget us! I'll call you every day to make sure you're okay!"

She growled. Yet she hugged them back. “Stay safe… if you don't I'll kick your asses."

With that gone. She looked at her friends once more. Blue was dressed up and adorable, but Red was still in his pajamas. Despite what he said, he was going to take at least two hours of help to get ready. Still… it hurt. Her chest ached to know she might not see them again for awhile. She turned around and began marching off into the tall grass. “Smell ya later, losers!"

The grass came up to her chest. Why the grass grew like this here was kind of a nightmare. Still she was prepared to be on her own. She had to be. How could she get stronger if she was letting those two tag around the entire time right? Besides, looking at her pokéball, she wasn't really alone now was she?

The trip into the woods went on for a good hour or so before she really started to feel the loneliness creep in. She had done her homework. It was true, that the stronger the wild pokémon, the less they wanted to be around groups of people. Finding strong pokémon was hard enough with just one person, but in a group it was almost impossible.

It took only about thirty minutes to an hour to walk from Pallet town to Viridian City on foot, assuming one was using the main road. She was going the scenic route. Mostly so she could search for pokémon. She had five extra pokéballs and was more than willing to use all of them if she had too.

One thing she hadn't told the others was that Professor Oak had given her an extra task. She wasn't just out here to find strong pokémon for no reason. She was here to collect data on pokémon. The more she could catch and breed, the more data she could transfer back to gramps. Sure almost all the species of pokémon in the Kanto region were catalogued, over a hundred and thirty the last time she checked, but that didn't mean she could slack. The more data she had the more they could study. Not to mention that just being the strongest breeder wasn't the only way to achieve total victory. There was one thing that no one had done yet, which was to have a complete collection of every, single, pokémon in Kanto. Some folk had gotten close. The great Mister Fuji had just over one hundred pokémon before he retired, or died, or whatever old people did.

Well she was going to surpass his record and then some. She was Green Oak, and she was going to not only become a master breeder but the Pokémon Master. No one was going to stop her, not even her friends… She should stop thinking about those two idiots. Loveable, sweet idiots.

Her pokégear began ringing. She pulled it out of her backpack and answered it. It was Red.

She answered, “Yo, you okay?"

He laughed. “I was just about to ask you that."

“I'm fine… but you're okay right?"

“Yeah, I'm good. I lost my underwear and Blue and Mom are yelling at me."

Green tried to stifle a laugh. She failed. “You idiot. Well you better find them soon or I'm going to surpass you."

Red replied. “You already have."

That made her stop in her steps. She looked up at a giant oak tree in front of her. An ancient and old thing that was taller than most of the trees around them. “Red, you can't just give up like that."

“Oh, I won't. I'm going to catch up soon. I promise, and then we'll have a real pokémon battle like you wanted."

She smiled. “Don't take too long, or I might just forget you."

Red laughed. “I won't."

“Oh and tell Blue I said she smells like a cum dumpster."

“I'll tell her you said hi."

“Smell ya later, dweeb."

“See ya soon, Green!"

There was a click and then she hung up the phone. She wasn't as lonely now. Maybe… maybe she could do this by herself. If Red and Blue were just a phone call away, she could always rely on calling them again. After all, what were friends for? Or rivals, or lovers, or whatever they were.

It was at that moment she heard something in the woods nearby. She paused. Listening in. A flutter of wings. A chirp. Then silence.

Slowly she reached down to her pocket. She gripped her hand around the pokéball, slowly withdrawing it from her pocket. She thumbed the button, pressing it and with a click it expanded from the size of a golf ball to that of a baseball. Looking down at the sticker with a water mark on it, she knew she was going to have to be careful here.

She recalled a memory of her gramps giving her and her friends a lecture as they studied for their breeder license. “The first rule of catching wild pokémon. One must weaken them with sexual activity first. Wild pokémon may be friendly toward humans, and even breed with them from time to time, but will almost always remain distant until that bond is formed or their in heat. In a rural or city setting that bond can be formed over time, but as a breeder you usually don't have such time to spend. The rule of thumb is to first identify the pokémon's gender. This is key, because if you face a female pokémon and send out a female to battle them, sometimes this may work, but usually the wild female will flee seeing competition. If you have a male pokémon and send it after another male pokémon the same thing will happen. So you want to match the wild pokémon with one of the opposite gender. Let your pokémon fuck the other into a state of weakness, and just as the climax happens use the pokéball to capture them."

She didn't want to risk chasing away a male pokémon just in case. So she waited. Listening, and watching. It wasn't long before she saw it. On one of the nearby branches was a bird pokémon. It was a pidgey, a simple pokémon she was very familiar with, after all who wasn't? The pidgey looked down at her, with one brown eye, and one golden eye.

She stayed perfectly still. Watching carefully. She needed to identify the gender. If it was male, her pokémon would scare it. She would have to use her own body to try and entice it if needed. It moved its tail a little, preening it with its beak. This let her see the pidgey's vagina.

“Yes," she whispered.

Thumbing the button on her pokéball once more she called out Tank. Tank was summoned, and took a pose with his hands on his hips and looking like a hero. Also his dick was erect so uh… this looked more awkward than it should have. Yet it caught the Pidgey's attention.

Blue spoke quietly, but with pure confidence. Confidence she didn't feel she had even an ounce of. “Tank, go forward, and use tail whip."

Tank walked forward a good ten paces closer to the pidgey. The Pidgey's eyes were stuck on him the entire time. Tank gave the pidgey a wink and then wagged his tail in a playful, seductive manner. The Pidgey let go of its own tail and the hopped back and forth on the branch a little. Like a mating dance.

She already knew this was not the best match up, but it was also not a bad one. She just had to be a little lucky. “Go on, Tank. You're the man, show that pidgey how manly you are."

Tank continued to wag his tail back and forth. Even doing a little spin in the process. The pidgey leaned back as if surprised by this. Then leaned forward. Once finished the Pidgey flapped its wings. She feared it was going to fly away, ready to scold Tank for the extra flourish.

Then the pidgey flew down to the ground. It turned around and lifted its tail. Inviting Tank in. She let out a breath she didn't realize she was holding. As Tank walked up to it and grabbed pidgey by the hips, she watched as Tank slid himself into pidgey's vagina. The Pidgey let out a deep coo and closed her eyes in pleasure.

It always struck Green as a little strange how human the anatomy of most pokémon were. If not for the light cover of feathers she would have thought it was a human vagina.

Tank was quickly making work of the Pidgey with slow, gentle thrusts. Making sure the Pidgey felt every ounce of his cock. Green couldn't help it, but watching these two fucking was making her hot and horny herself. She slid her left hand into her sweat pants, finding her own vagina she began slowly rubbing at it as she grabbed an empty pokéball with her right hand.

Tank leaned forward as he gently slid himself out. His mouth met with Pidgey's and they kissed. Their tongues reaching out and dancing with each other before he slid back inside. The pidgey let out another long, low chirp and Tank took the cue to move a little faster.

She followed his steps. Moving her fingers faster still across her wet lips. She was hot and horny, and knew she could make herself cum at any time, but she wanted to savor this moment. Watching this was just too good.

Tank was thrusting himself in to Pidgey's entrance faster now. Soon Pidgey's knees gave way and she fell to her stomach, her wings reaching out and bracing herself as Tank took the moment to climb on top of her. His hips slammed own good and hard, his cock filling up the pidgey and making it chirp with every successful thrust.

The fire was building up in her nethers as she watched this filthy display. Her fingers sliding in and out of her entrance. She started with one but moved to two fingers now that things were increasing. Her fingers tightened around the pokéball in her right hand.

Tank let out a groan as he thrust harder and deeper still. The pidgey threw her head back and let out a loud, ear piercing chirp. A moment later Tank thrust all the way to his base and then held himself there, pumping his hot spunk into Pidgey's womb. Green let out a moan, her nethers exploded with pleasure and she threw the pokéball at the Pidgey at the same time.

Just as she finished her climax the pokéball hit the pidgey and then bounced into the air. A red light shot out and captured the pidgey. Tank fell onto the ground, his member still pumping cum into the open air.

The pokéball landed a foot away from him. It rocked once. Twice. Then it made a ding noise and went silent.

She fell to her knees and stayed there panting for a moment. She slid her fingers out of her pants. Great, they were sticky now.

Still, she looked at her target and beamed. She just got her first pokémon, further more she may just have come up with the best name, Skye.

Red's Team:

--Charmander level 6

Blue's Team:

--Bulbasuar level 6

Green's Team

--squirtle level 7 Level Up

--Pidgey level 4 Level up