Send in the Problems
#15 of Pokè-Treat
I had to do something different this time, enjoy a slight insight from behind the eyes of a few party members. Along with a surprise at the end that I tend to toy with later on. Enjoy
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The last thing I remember was me and my daughter practicing battle techniques. I woke in a haze on a very hard bench with that annoying Chansey hovering over me. I cringed as I tried to move my tail; my ear was pulled in response. I tried to roll over, my other ear was pull. I growled, but submitted, the pain my body shouted with was enough to tell me someone had done a number on me. The only one that could have been was my month old Mona, and I really doubt that tiny Riolu could have caused all of this pain. I felt like I had several bones broken and almost every joint sprained. I didn't even bother trying to talk yet, mostly because I didn't want to risk having my ears pulled again.
"Adrian, how are you feeling?" That voice... ah, how it soothed the pain to a dull ache. My Lisa.
"Eh." I grunted feeling my tail shift in the mitts of the aid."
"You fell for Mona's Fake Tears and received an Upper Cut followed by a Sucker Punch. You went down after that combination move. She has yet to stop saying 'I win" to everyone that comes near her. It's rather cute. Oh, Morning Glory, check his goods for me, I don't want that package broke. I'll see you in a bit, dear, mind her and you won't have to worry about being beaten up again."
Oh Arceus you do have a cruel sense of humor. "Sure," I croaked out. My voice not really sounding right.
I blanked out as the Chansey continued to play with my body. I bet she enjoyed fondling my sheath. Wretched female, I bet the only time she got to see a male was on a gurney. Hmm, I wonder... well her Aura does show pleasure but not arousal. She's mated with her work, nothing more. Where's Jason when I need him? I would rather put up with the sprays than have her prod me in uncomfortable ways.
I hope she gets done soon; I really would like to take a dip in the hot spring bath. That would do me more good than her-
"OW! Watch it!" My tail! I can't believe she twisted my tail. I wish I could read minds. I'd start moving against her. Sweet Mother of Arceus! Why do I have to put up with this? Oh... right, because my mate demanded it of me and I know she could beat me into a bloody pulp.
"Sorry, sir, but it is broken and it must be set before the use of a healing spray. Bite down on this and keep your tongue away from the teeth." She shoved a solid, blue stick into my muzzle and forced my jaws closed.
I looked at her briefly until a wave of pain struck me as she pulled my tail. I heard a muted scream; it took a full two heartbeats before I realized it was me. I heard a loud pop over my pain-filled cry, the pain slowly vanished then I heard the welcoming hiss of a spray bottle applying the so-called Potion onto my flesh. The cooling sensation was enough to make me melt until I was rolled onto my side facing the wall and the annoying aid. I hadn't noticed before, but she was wearing blue gloves. They clashed badly with her pink fur.
And her paws were as ice when she shoved them between my legs to fondle my maleness. I whimpered. Humiliated and yet slightly aroused by the action, how could I not make a sound? She felt both of my danglers before moving up to my mating rod. I moaned as she squeezed gently on my sheath feeling the fragile bone within. He movement caused me to swell within myself. Usually I only swelled when I was mating, but this... this was a new form of bliss. She stopped far too soon. I bit my lip as I hoped she would release me.
"Still in one piece. Avoid landing on it while you have it stiff."
"Sure. Am I free to go?"
"Yes."
I scrabbled off the table as fast as I could and ran for the bathing area that had been secured for the few males here. I rushed in to find the place empty. I quickly found a shallow pool and slipped in. I groomed myself everyday, but what she did to me... I have never felt that before. I had to make that feeling come back. I started as she did, with a gentle squeeze. I pulled the flesh down to reveal the sensitive inner rod. I squeezed the raw flesh; the sudden pain was shocking but also nice. I dipped my paw in the water then rubbed the wet fur over myself.
I shivered with pleasure, and felt myself flare up under my pad. My knot began to show. I rubbed it; a moan escaped my muzzle from doing so. I gripped it fully within my fist and lost myself in the feeling. I was aware that I hunched over my paw and I humped my fist as I would Lisa. My chest spike was the only thing keeping my nose above the lap deep water. I howled as I lost my seed to my paw. It was nothing compared to mating, but the pleasure was grand. I got to ask Lisa to perform that task on me; then again, I need to perform the task on her.
But first...
After I had cleaned up after myself. I went upstairs to my room and eagerly looked for my mate. I found her reading one of the books she had picked up in town. I never picked the thing up myself. Mona was laying on her bed sound asleep. I licked my lips as I crept forward. I kept my claws pulled up, it hurt, but it kept my steps silent. I knew Lisa knew I was there, I saw her ears shift to my direction. I leaned over the bed and licked at her legs; she gasped and quickly looked down at me.
I just continued to lap her legs and slowly worked upward. I forced my head between her knees all she could do was to stare at me. That is when I made a bee-line drive to her mating passage that had caught my eye. I licked the thin line of bare flesh that was visible. I heard her gasp then I heard the book close. Her motion of setting the book aside shadowed over what I could see of the light. I felt her stretch back and spread her legs further for me. I pressed my nose against the flesh and drew in her feminine musk. I was flying amongst the clouds. I shoved my tongue as far in as I could without shoving my muzzle into her. I felt her passage close up on my tongue and a milky white fluid rushed out down my tongue, bitter yet sweet. I drank it down eagerly then I lapped at her to get more. She pulled me away from her then placed her muzzle onto mine. I never experienced this before either.
She forced her tongue into my maw, though I did little to fight her. I licked at her tongue as she lapped at her own fluids that remained in my mouth. We broke away panting. I had not noticed until now that my rod now stood at the ready and fully swollen, including my knot. I did not care. We still could not mate until Jason said we could. To my surprise though, she turned over and gave my flesh a lick.
My knees wanted to give out, it was even better than my paw. She grabbed under my knot then she stuck the entire rod into her mouth. Here I thought her tongue was bliss, now I was beyond that. I couldn't explain it, I loved the way she bobbed her head on me as I would when I mated her but slowly. Slower than I could force myself. I caught myself throwing my hips forward, I moaned and gasped as she took my knot into her maw and teased me with her tongue.
I lost myself as she picked up the pace. I felt my tail lift and straighten. Then she swallowed, the act threw me over. I lost my seed to her throat. I gasped louder than I meant too, luckily, Mona did not stir. Lisa released me once my rod stopped doing its thing; I just stood there with my body unwilling to move. She then crept up and stuck her muzzle over mine. I tasted myself on her lips and I liked it. When she broke away, I saw a drop white on her chin; I leaned forward and licked it up. I received a giggle from her.
"So, I did good?" I asked weakly.
"I take it that was your first blowjob and tonguing, right?"
"Tonguing? Is that what we just did?"
"Oh my, my sweet little lover, you never have experienced a kiss before. I should have realized that. No, you ate me out, that was the tonguing. And you did it like an expert. I have not had that done in a few years. Just promise me that you won't forget to add this little thing to our 'play time' once the doctor releases me to my normal life."
"Isn't that day tomorrow?"
"I hope so, love." Lisa smiled and drew a deep breath. It was intoxicating, I had to smile back. "We need to get cleaned up before she wakes and asks about the scent. I rather not explain things to her just yet."
"Wait until after her first cycle?"
"Yes, then we will talk with her."
I can't believe this, I actually talked to her! And I learned her name to boot. Ah, Marge, my sweet Marge. I got to prove I would be a worthy mate... but how? Jason would never agree to allow me to hunt for her. Unless I could convince him to buy one of those Miltanks the humans use as food. I doubt I could do that though. But what other option do I have?
"How about taking her out for a flight?"
I could not help but growl as the all-too-familiar voice came from nowhere beside me. "Hello, Ditch. She can't leave. She knows that she can't, she's tried and nearly died. She is the reason the others fear leaving this place. Bac'tairul! Why didn't I think of that before, hell, why didn't Jason. Excuse me; I need to find my Trainer."
"Suit yourself." With a wave of his claw, Ditch sent me to Jason's room.
I growled a curse under my breath then peeked into the room.
Jason was lying on the bed with his son on his chest and his mate at his side. They looked happy. Then I spotted the balls on the small table beside them, he actually did it. To keep them close, he captured them. I knew he would the boy, but the Water Spitter? I figured she would have run at the sight of it. I knocked on the door and cleared my throat lightly. Jason turned to look at me; I entered and asked him for a moment of his time. I stepped out into the hall and waited.
"What is it?" Jason smelled fresh with the scent of mating.
I smiled. "I got to thinking, that Salamence. He should know about that machine he had to use it after all."
"I doubt it. I still think it was that woman Moon wiped clean."
"Then we need to talk to the two of them. I... I want to take Marge outside and perhaps even a hunt."
"Then go talk to Moon. See if she dug anything useful out of the witch. I really don't think that she kept anything in that woman's head."
Why me? "Fine, I'll go find her."
I had a mission to complete anyway. Though my Trainer could have done the muzzle work. I have no clue what to say to that tiny thought reader anyway. I must press on anyway, but where would she be? Hell, I don't even know if she stays in a room anywhere. The nightwalker stays with that one female; I have got to try to sneak a peek at their activities sometime. How did he call her? I must guess that he just calls for her.
"Moon?" I said quietly, feeling a bit foolish. "Can I speak with you?"
"What is it?" Moon suddenly appeared within my sight just a little down the hall.
"I wish to know if that female knew how to stop that machine and if you could stop it should you have the willing claws to hit whatever you need to hit."
Moon stood silent, it worried me that I might have splashed the life fire on her. "Yes, she did know something, but it was to keep us here. I can try, but I would like to have a Porygon to help out. Their kind can get into any system. I think I have to pull a few strings from my first bout of life wait here, I shouldn't be more than ten minutes."
She left. I sat. I waited. The claw traffic picked up briefly as cleaning shifts were changing. It seemed like an eternity as I sat there watching the females go about their business. Not once did I see one of the kitchen staff go by, Marge never spoke of the work nor would she tell me where her room was. I always would have to meet her outside the kitchen.
I closed my eyes and leaned back against the wall so that I looked at the natural weaves of the tree that made the hall. The Plant Talkers knew their stuff. I could not help but wonder if this place could bare a fire dwelling. Worth talking to the elder residents about. I felt a light kick to my walking claws, I looked down at the one willing to disturb me and found that a Porygon and Moon stared at me.
"SilphCo. is letting me borrow the help of this one. We will still need your claws, ready?"
"Certainly."
"LET US MOVE ON." The Porygon said in a rather loud mechanical monotone.
I did not like it, but I would put up with this thing to get Marge free.
Arceus, I am getting too old for this. I said as I stretched my steel carapace and opened my wing covering. I was trying to stretch before working out for the day. My work out partner was a virile, young Primeape mistress. She knew I had been through a lot in my life, she had been taking it easy on me up until yesterday when I begged her to up the fight, she reluctantly did so but still held back until I made her mad and forced her into the stereotypical rage her kind has. I was nearly beaten into a pulp until I found her 'sweet spot' and made her body lock up. Apparently, most Primeapes have a certain muscle pinpoint of which can be hit to shut them down. But it is a race secret that is not even told to Mankeys, she had to tell me about it once she came to.
It did not surprise me that they would have a way to stop their own kind's rage bursts. I became this one's lifeline, I believe, now that someone knows the epic secret she kept from everyone. I think that she may even look at me with a bit of a fancy, but unfortunately; I am not made to mate with her kind though trying it would be fun. I should toss a couple willing hints her way and see if I should get lucky tonight.
"Miguel, are you feeling up to this today? We can forget this session."
"I could go for a good wrestle today, Luce."
"You wouldn't last, that carapace can only hold so much weight." Either Lucile did not pick up on my hint or she ignored it.
"I am sure if done right, we could end up with a good laugh."
"What are you...? Oh! Oh... um, as much as I appreciate the subtle hints, you could have just said that you wanted a more physical exercise. I am willing and there is no need to leave here if you wish to 'wrestle' with me."
That did not take long. "Rawr." I said with lust as I clicked my pinchers and forced my member out of my carapace.
Luce eyed my maleness with curiosity, if I could grin with my mandibles I would have as I stalked forward. She was frozen; I took advantage of the paralysis and jumped on top of her to force her down to the floor. Though her round body just hit me above my wing joints, I easily found her mammalian gender and shoved myself into her. Almost immediately, I felt my shaft swell and the barbs grow erect, though useless in her they would hold me within my mate for hours. I followed what I thought the mammals did and started to pull myself out slightly only to shove back in. She squealed and rolled her eyes back as I did so. Her arms were tossed above my wings as I began a slow pace.
I had to admit, it really felt good to do this, mammals have all the luck when it comes to mating. Luce being tight, yet moist, was almost enough to give her my essence at that first squeeze. I could not help but moan loudly as I felt a brand new sensation about my copulative organ, never have I ever been able to do such an action and I was starting to fall into a blissful state until I felt Luce bite at my carapace. I actually felt her teeth bend the surface as she moaned into me.
I don't know what I did but she slammed her head back against the floor and screamed then squeezed as hard as she could. I could not hold off, I blasted her now gushing innards with my own fluids. I slammed myself down upon her and forced my organ deep within her as I coated her canal. I felt some resistance near the end of my thrust but instinct ignored it as my body flowed through the copious motions. Once her body calmed, I tried to pull out of her only to find that I was stuck. My eyes went wide as I stared at her, she just smiled at me.
"Yep, you passed into my womb. Guess we should just get comfy for a while, buggy, I don't mind being held a bit."
I didn't think I was that big, or is she just that small inside? Does it matter? "I can live with that." I snapped my wings against my thorax and closed the covering. I rolled over and forced her to lie on top of me. "I think I like this view a little better. Maybe add a slight drizzle of rain, and this would be perfect."
"Do you now? I think I would rather like seeing that hunk of meat up close and personal like."
"Oh? And what would you do with it?"
"Well... first I would rub it. Then I would lick it before sucking it down and making the owner squeal like a Grumpig."
"Well, that sounds like fun, but I would say we have about three hours before you can try that."
"That long? Well, I was hoping to have it sooner than that, but that is just fine. Cuddling sounds good too."
"Sure does, and I wouldn't mind a short nap either."
Supper time already, and another day gone by without us leaving. That's it, at the gathering I will state that it will be time tomorrow. I cannot sit here any longer, things must be done if I'm supposed to follows Mew's wishes. I wonder if Moon got the machine working like Rex wanted. No, stay on track. We have to move. I need out of here, I am starting to get Cabin Fever here. Better get Queeny and Mitch together. Fun, fun.
"I better get up, Hun. I need talk to Queen and Mitch."
"Probably not a good thing to take her away from cooking." Azu told me in a concerned voice.
"Noted. But this is urgent, and she is the one everyone voted for. So take Mickey and scoot for a bit."
"Excuse me?!"
"Me Trainer, you Trainee. Scoot." I smiled and kissed her. "So you listen to me and listen to me good, then afterwards, you just may be rewarded before supper. Especially if a certain little one is not present at the time."
"Sure, bribe me."
"Every chance I can get."
I waited for her to leave before I quietly beckoned Moon. She appeared and brought Mitch and Queeny with her, both were in positions that showed what they were doing. Queeny was stirring a pot, Mitch was in the middle of shaving. I took them a moment to realize that they where not in their respective places. I cleared my throat and made them start.
"Evening, I had Moon bring you here so keep the whining to yourselves. At supper I am going to gather my team and announce that tomorrow we will be leaving. Mitch, you will be in charge of human relations, but Miss Queen will be the overall boss." I drew a breath with a grin seeing Mitch's face in a priceless jaw drop with cream over half of his jaw, I fought myself not to laugh aloud.
"If he cannot understand me, how is this to work?" Queeny always was thinking ahead.
"Very true. Mitch, has Ditch opened your mind to the Pokèmon language?"
"No, he's always been my psychic ears."
"Moon, would you please?"
"It would be best if Ditch did it, he is bonded to the male and would know his mind better."
"Very well, instruct him on what he needs to know and get it done before the meal." Moon phased out of the room, now I could get down and dirty with these two. "I may be gone for more than a couple weeks. I will do my best to report in every few days. But do know that I expect that the training continues, and those who are able to learn any party healing techniques are to get with Morning Glory so they may get better trained at healing. This means, Queeny, you will have to leave the kitchen, no more hiding in the hole in the wall. Mitch, you might even have to call upon the few Fighting types here to assist in training.
And should there be any newcomers, greet them as best as you can. On my travel, I will be looking for recruits to send back here besides Raikou. I hope to be lucky enough to pass by a pack of Lucario and recruit them, not only for the benefit of Lisa and her family, but for the entire Family we have become. If you have concerns, please speak here and now."
"I think that is the most I have ever heard you speak. I do have one concern, what about the residents who wish to train outside under the sun for the first time in years if not the first time at all?"
"Moon was supposed to be working on that..."
"It has been dealt with thanks to a favor for SilphCo. Oh, by the way, you will have to play spokesman for them while out here for a while until they can send in a member themselves." Moon came back into the room with Ditch beside her. To my surprise, Ditch looked a little sad. "The Porygon I pilfered should have the system shut down-" The tree shuddered and the natural lighting flashed blue then slowly regained its natural yellow glow. "Now."
"When you return it, tell the director that I will do what I can to spread the good word about them, but telling Wild Pokèmon about SilphCo. may end up being useless. Though I will share it with the humans I come across."
"Thank you for understanding my end of the bargain for this task. I shall see it off now and return with new products for us."
"No stealing."
"One can't steal what one already owns. I shall be back."
"What?" I was too late, Moon had phased out. "Darn. Anyway, when I return, I expect this place to be as I am leaving it. Ditch, I leave your man in your power, open his mind as gently as you can. Queen, you may return to the kitchen, but do remember what I said."
"As you wish, General." Queeny actually hissed at me, I will have to commend her for the toughness later and remind her to focus that dominance towards our combined goals. She left without looking at the males.
"Uh, Jason, will the process hurt?" Mitch spoke quietly as I watched the door shut again.
"I was not expecting it when she did it to me. But you have been around Psychics longer, so I am sure you know what to expect out of the mental surgery, so-to-say. Place your mind in a meadow and just let Ditch do what he needs to. You'll be fine."
"I'm going to hate this, I know it."
"Think of it this way, you and your Ponyta will be able to talk about Ditch behind his back after this and then be able to get him good."
"Unlikely, sir." Ditch crossed his arms and toyed with the rose in his fur. "Let's go to our room and begin." With that, Ditch phased himself and Mitch out.
I leaned back on my bed and let out a sigh. I had that feeling that things were going to become difficult. Not once did I feel nervous, just anxious to get things moving. I know Champ has not been released to fly yet but he is getting worse than I am, especially since Sam did not like to modify the Tree. Oh well, guess the only way to get us both feeling normal is to be on the road were we belong.
Thrown from my thoughts, the door flew open to reveal a lone, blue ball water tight fur seemingly bouncing on a nonexistent water source. I recognized it though, and with a smile, I gave the all-clear.
"I need you to get rid of that brat!" A dark form hissed at a man in his mid forties.
"Sire, I do not believe I would be able to on my own, that wretched Johnson made it as far as a greeting. You saw that, I do not wish to throw my life away at some feeble attempt to battle him into compliance." The man all but begged.
"Then take the illusionist with you."
"Sire, I hate to disagree with you, but she has not been broken in yet. She may escape and-"
"Silence! You will take it and use it to track that brat down then kill it and the brat when they are cornered."
"Yes, Sire, it shall be done."
"Do not fail me... you know what I do with failures."
The man bowed and walked away. He hated that the Pokèmon in question was a master of illusions, not to mention that it would kill anyone that would attempt to take her pup. Now he had to take her, at least he would rather die here at the HQ rather than at the hands of the supposed prophetic warrior. The Dark One he was forced into slavery for was more much nicer task until he was 'Promoted' to the task of Grunt. Still it was far better than having a Machamp ramming things into you at its pleasure just to her you squeal until you break down.
With a sigh, he went to the brig where the legendary was kept. He still did not know how she was captured for a second time, at least this time she was not being used for commercial gain. Now just how was he going...
"Yes, a tracker. I need a Tranq and a GPS tag. But does the lab have those in stock?" The man spoke to himself quietly. "Bah, I'll just keep an eye on her. There's not many reports in that region about a Zoroark roaming around anyway."
"Talking to yourself again, I see." A woman in all black, including the glossed over helmet and gun spoke to him.
"Yeah, I know. The Sire has me doing a double suicide mission." He chuckled and looked around blankly. "Care to let me in so I can have my head detached early?"
"You're going in there? Unarmored? Good luck, Paul, you'll need it." The woman turned and keyed a number sequence in on a pad then aimed the gun at the slowly opening door. "Get in there. You're good."
"Thanks. No windows or recorders. My plan has to have no trace just incase someone else tries this."
"Brave or stupid, dunno which you are."
"Both." He said going into the large chamber. Inside there, a cage sat in the center of the floor.
He approached cautiously and kept his eyes on the Pokèmon cradling a smaller one. He stopped at the red line on the floor then cleared his throat. The Pokèmon looked up and hissed. He hissed back.
"Enough. Do you wish to breathe fresh air again?"
The Pokèmon nodded knowing the male could not hear her voice properly.
"Good. You have a use in you. You are to convince that wretched brat of a boy you are a champion of your land and wish to join his cause. You do this and leave a trail for me to follow, you will be given an audience with the Dark One and perhaps you may bargain the freedom of your pup."
The Pokèmon hissed, the man looked away briefly.
"The Dark One will never let you go, you have too much power to allow him to let you go. Your pup, no matter how much of an annoyance, will be useless in his second form unless taught by an elder. Since he cannot be taught here, his skills are of no use to the Sire and might be set free if you give yourself willingly to His cause."
My Mimaw will never give me up! A tiny voice rang out from within the man's head.
"I wouldn't be too sure of that, you little brat. Either way, she's going out there to do His bidding and your life is on the line this time. That device they stuck in you, you disobey and you will go up in a ball of flames and flesh."
That got the little one, known as a Zorua, to clamp his muzzle closed.
"I will make the arrangements, don't expect a soft landing." The man turned and left.
After she was sure that they were alone. "What they don't know won't hurt them. You don't have that thing in you. Not for a long while. I will leave you out there so you will be safe. I will make sure of it."
"Mimaw?"
"No, my dear, you will become strong and free me."
She hissed as the cage jerked and light covered the floor. A mechanical roar came from above then the cage started to sway as it was lifted into the air. This time, she would be sure that a loving human would take her son and keep him safe. Even if she used the devices herself. The rush of air was painful but reassuring. She looked beyond the bars to find herself far above the trees. She hissed as a Spearow landed between the bars and looked at her cautiously.
The machine above them took above a forest that had one giant tree in the epicenter of its forest. It reminded her of the Eternal Tree that Mew called home. She felt the cage stop and heard a panel behind her head lower. She turned and saw the man from moments before.
"Remember our deal and all will be well. Prepare for drop."
There was not preparing for after the screen went black a loud pop sounded and then gravity introduced her to the ceiling of the cage. Zorua screamed up to the point where the ground was a blur but they were jerked about as the cable on the cage stopped them from crashing into the hard ground.
"Head for the large tree and get their attention, show that you are a friend to them and you wish you want to join their cause."
Zoroark nodded then the cage opened, no guards, no weapons pointed at her she was able to move about freely up to a point, she knew that.