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"Young man! Wait! Stop!" A booming voice shouted from down the path as a huge, bearded man wearing a backpacking kit ran up to Gavin, huffing and puffing as he did so.

"Son.. D...D'you know where yer' headed? That there's Dark Cave! You can't just waltz on in there without any pokémon! It's dangerous!"

The young man turned around and faced the much larger man, his curly black hair bouncing energetically where it stuck out of the emerald flat cap that adorned his head.

"Don't worry about me! I brought a flashlight and repels! Plus, I know how to swim," He said proudly, puffing out his chest as if that were a great accomplishment. This young man was entirely inappropriately dressed for his journey, wearing: a moderately sized backpack, a suit vest with accompanying white button down shirt, and dark gray cargo shorts with sneakers that matched. He was quite a sight to see.

"Well.. if you're sure, I can't really stop you. But try to get a more practical vest; you'll ruin that one." He said, giving a hearty chuckle as he walked off, shaking his head at the boy.

Gavin approached the entrance to the cave, fumbling in the pocket of his shorts for his flashlight. He eventually found it, switching it on and aiming it into the cavern. The cave certainly lived up to its name; just a few feet in, the light from the entrance seemed to be completely swallowed, and the beam from his flashlight--nowhere near able to live up to the power of a pokémon using flash--barely exposed anything beyond a ledge just a few feet past the entrance.

Gavin shook his flashlight to make sure it was working properly, and shrugged it off when it didn't seem to get any brighter. He began to make his way into the cave, his footsteps echoing loudly throughout. Searching around the room, he promptly found what seemed to be the only path, which led around a wall of large rocks to a still pond near the back. Underneath the sounds of his shoes on the stony floor, there was the faint whisper of water dripping and the sort of eerie little noises that only seem to be present in dark and scary places. But he ignored them, far too excited to finally get a pokémonof his very own. He stuck his hand into his pocket and touched the shrunken pokéballs contained within.

"I wonder what I'll find... Perhaps a zubat, goldeen or geodude? If I'm really lucky I might even find a wobuffet!" He smiled to himself as more pleasant thoughts of his first pokémon ran through his head, nearly tripping over himself in the darkness.

There was vague shift from somewhere above, accompanied by a high pitched squeak and an odd clicking. He pointed his flashlight to the ceiling in haste, hoping to see what he thought sounded like a zubat. But unfortunately, the maker of the sound was nowhere in sight, and the echoing squeak seemed to be coming from somewhere different now. There was a change in the tempo that sounded almost like a giggle, perplexingly enough. He raised an eyebrow in surprise, pausing in front of a pair of rocks overlooking the pond to think.

"What kind of pokémon giggles?"

"Well, look at you. Heh heh... Awful dressed up for spelunking, aren't you?" An unmistakably human voice spoke, jarring him from his thought. The echoes were misleading, but it almost seemed to be coming from... Above?

Gavin pointed his flashlight straight up, fumbling with it in his surprise. He wasn't expecting anyone else to be in the cave. Though the beam of light was weak in the overwhelming darkness of Dark Cave, it managed to faintly show who had spoken. A strange woman clung to the side of a stalactite, wearing the skin of an ursaring wrapped around herself like a cloak. Or at least, she seemed like a woman at first glance. Her hair almost completely covered her face, save for a rather wide mouth outlined with garish purple lipstick. Two tiny stud piercings gleamed at him beneath her lower lip, along with two pronounced fangs that most definitely didn't belong to any normal woman. It was then that he noticed a powerful set of wings sticking out from her back, and that her skin seemed to be entirely blue, with a matching set of blue and purple ears were perched on top of her head. Gavin stared in awe, taking in her features and realizing she looked just like a golbat. He'd heard of these women who resembled pokémon before, but he never thought he'd ever see one. If he hadn't seen some on TV or online, particularly in certain 'videos,' he'd have never even believed they existed.

As she smiled at his shock, her pointed teeth became much more visible and made him rather uncomfortable. Tentatively touching his neck, he shuddered to imagine what might happen to him if she was hungry: golbats did drink blood, after all. The woman's wings opened and stretched wide, a single pump of the massive things sending a breeze across the cavern that made him shiver like a snorunt in a snowstorm. With another echo-locative squeak, she leapt down from her roost and landed a mere foot away from him: close enough to touch.

He let out a loud yelp and fell over in shock, losing his grip on the flashlight; it struck the ground hard and the light went out, plunging the pair into deep darkness. Gavin's eyes were wide with shock and fear as he stared frantically around the dark, groping around the pack on his back for the repel he'd sworn he'd purchased earlier that same day.

"Oh, here we go... You're looking for your pokéballs, aren't you? You're going to try to fight me." From the tone in her voice alone, he could tell she was rolling her eyes.

"What sort of pathetic pokémon have you got with you? A hoothoot? Pidgey? Sentret? Maybe a kakuna, or a metapod? Oh, PLEASE don't tell me you have a rattata... Let me guess: 'it's in the top percentage of rattatas.'" Judging by the scoff, that was a joke she'd heard one time too many.

"I..I don't have a pokémon! Goddamnit, where did I put it?! I know I had a can in here somewhere!" He started shouting in panic, ripping his bag off of his back and rummaging fruitlessly through it for the can of repel.

"You don't have any pokémon? Not one?" She seemed confused; ironic, for one of her kind. "So... You're... NOT going to try to battle me?" She sounded strangely relieved, but it was far from a relief for him. He had practically turned his bag inside out looking for his missing repel, and felt a sick turn in his stomach as he realized there wasn't much he could do besides run away.

As if in response to his thoughts, he felt a clawed, clammy hand on his ankle, which successfully ground his hopes of escape to a halt. Gavin could vaguely see the shape of her peeking up above his knees, and he could feel her drawing even nearer. With the image of those fangs still fresh in his mind, he panicked and attempted to push her away, but found that his hand touched something soft and round, covered with something furry. He gave the thing an experimental squeeze, before turning red as a tamato berry when he realized what it was.

"Oh!" she gasped to feel his hand on her, pressing so firmly against such a tender area.

"So, you're gonna play like THAT, huh?" At first, he expected her to be upset with him, considering the way she grabbed hold of his wrist and pulled it away from her chest. But instead of being angry, the golbat woman surprised him. She shrugged the ursaring skin off of her shoulders and forced him to softly cup her naked breast, turning his wrist and bending his fingers accordingly. He found it to be surprisingly heavy, and that her skin was surprisingly clammy and smooth. He had a vague clue of what was going on, and blushed.

As much as some would look down on him for it, Gavin was finding this particular scenario pretty attractive. Most people believed that making love to a pokéwoman was barely better than having sex with any other pokémon, although he couldn't fathom why that would be. On top of that, the only experience he had was an awkward handjob from a close friend in high school; not much to go on as far as sex was concerned. The situation was highly tempting, but he wasn't sure if he should be trying to escape or not. More importantly... Would he even be able to?

Casting his thoughts on the matter aside, he gave the breast in his hand a squeeze.

"W..what do you want?" he asked feebly.

"Hee hee... You catch on quick, trainer. I can think of many things I'd want from someone like you, but I'd rather give you something you want. Unless of course... You want to leave?" She sounded as amused as ever, but there was a kinder edge in her voice than before. Nonetheless, her hand crept up his leg and came to rest on his knee, causing him to smile faintly. It seemed this woman wasn't going to force herself onto him, but rather, offer him something pleasurable. Happy at the sudden politeness, he made the decision to stay and see how things would play out.

"Well, if you offer so kindly..." He said, gently twisting one of her nipples. To his surprise, he felt cool metal rub against the side of his index finger; she had piercings! He was briefly befuddled by the fact that a wild woman had nipple rings, but he quickly shrugged it off; there were more important matters at hand. He continued to toy with them, growing more eager as he got comfortable. She made little noises of approval, as he roughly fondled her enormous breasts and moved closer, allowing him further access. Meanwhile, she slid her hand further down his leg, tickling at his inner thigh with clear intent to go even lower.

"Ohhh... You REALLY catch on quick." She sighed happily, pressing herself further into his touch.

"Just be careful now; don't give me an excuse to get rough with you." As if to emphasize her point, she began to fondle him through his pants, the friction just a little more than was comfortable. It wasn't an entirely unpleasant sensation: he threw his head back and let out a breathy moan, before readjusting himself against his discarded pack for more comfort.

"Rough, huh?" he asked, smirking. As he fiddled with the rings through her nipples, he gave her tits a firm squeeze. She arched her back ever so slightly, leaning forward just enough so that he could sit up and reach her very plump bottom. It made her gasp in surprise, but it wasn't long before she recovered. She returned his toothy grin with an even toothier one, full of mischief.

"Alright, trainer. You're askin' for it!" With that, she gave him an extra hard squeeze before yanking his shorts completely down, boxers and all. She was quite rough about it: true to her word. She giggled with more of those strange squeaks, and pushed him onto his back. As she straddled him, the head of his exposed manhood pressed into her thigh, where the flesh was soft and much more humid. He gasped, feeling a surge of pleasure as his bare cock was caressed by a woman for the first time in nearly four years. He squirmed slightly under the powerful woman astride him, his face flushed as he reached for her to resume fondling her breasts.

"No," She scolded, laughing. Suddenly, he found his wrists pinned to the floor, trapped by her larger and stronger hands.

"You wanted rough, remember?" The golbat woman leaned down and kissed him on the lips, her tongue poking excitedly into his mouth. The power of her kiss got him completely hard, his rather long member throbbing hotly against her thigh as he kissed back, his own tongue playing with hers eagerly.

She turned her hips slightly, hinting at something smooth and wet between her legs. With one last lick at the underside of his tongue, she broke the kiss and began nibbling his neck with clear enthusiasm. Her fangs pinched and poked at him, but didn't seem to be in danger of drawing blood. He seriously hoped it would stay that way, considering what he knew about golbats.Even though he was safe from exsanguination for now, he might be in danger of suffocation from the tits pressing against his face.

Hidden beneath the massive mounds of flesh, Gavin grinned belligerently. He thrust his hips, trying to push himself up inside of her. As Gavin had no experience with actual sex, it was a great deal of luck that led to the head of his member entering her, although that was as far as he was allowed to get.

She moaned into his neck and gave him a playful nibble, hard enough to make him flinch as punishment for the intrusion. But still, she let the head of him remain inside, and used her hips to rub it against the tiny bead of her clitoris. It was very clear to him that she didn't want him to actually penetrate her yet, and so he obediently didn't go any further. Instead, he allowed her to continue to rock back and forth on top of him. The pleasure was overwhelming regardless, and he enjoyed her tits all the same; kissing and sucking on them eagerly. The golbat woman shivered and crooned in enjoyment as she continued her grind, panting heavily.

"Aren't... You glad... You couldn't... Find that repel now?" She grinned, kissing him deeply.

"Ooh, I'm so glad...", he gasped, holding onto her waist as she started to grind a little more firmly. He squirmed happily under the overwhelming pleasure of her attentions, letting out tiny gasps and murmurs.

"Heh heh... Good. But... I have something else in mind for you, trainer..." She delicately withdrew him after one last slide through the wetness, pulling her breasts away from his tender kisses. He might have protested more, if it weren't for the fact that she now rested them right up against his rigid cock. Gavin throbbed eagerly in anticipation, his member hot under the cool flesh of her soft breasts. His breathing quickened in excitement as a bead of pre slid down the shaft, his dick as eager to get the attraction started as he was.

With a teasing lick she pressed both breasts firmly against his cock, wings flared out. She whipped her hair around and sent her bangs out of her eyes just long enough to give him a rebellious wink.

"Rough, just as you wanted." The golbat began rubbing her tits up and down the shaft of him, faster and harder than he would have thought possible. Instead of a small whimper or a pleased sigh, he let out a deep moan, throwing his head back in satisfaction. His hips bucked slightly against her stroking, his body craving more, even though his head was already spinning with the idea that she could stroke it so fast.

"Mmm, that's right... Moan for me, trainer." Her tongue snuck around the tip of his member, dripping saliva all down the sides: making things go much smoother, admittedly. She didn't seem to mind at all that she was tasting her own fluids on him, and let her tongue go wild around the tip of his throbbing member; if it were possible, his cock got even harder. He obeyed the golbat woman to the letter, moaning freely as he writhed in pleasure, a pressure building up inside of him as he grew nearer to his release. She started bouncing heavily against his cock, her whole back put into it. With each bounce she grunted in satisfaction, the rings in her nipples pressing against his skin like cold droplets of water.

"I didn't expect you to be this much trouble, trainer... Hee hee hee... Going to cum any time soon?"

"Y..yeah...r..right now, in fact!" He grunted, his dick twitching in preparation as hetossed his head back and rested it on the cavern floor, his moans nearly shouts. He blew an enormous load right as she leaned down to suck at the head; it would seem she had chosen just the right time to open her mouth. Cum splattered the inside of her cheeks, coating her tongue in salty stickiness and going so far as to pelt the back of her throat. Wrapping both hands around the base, she jerked the last few spurts out of him with relish. Gavin twitched and writhed in pleasure as the last vestiges of his orgasm left him, eyes shut tight. When he opened his eyes, he saw her looming over him once again. The dark was a bit easier to see in now that he had gotten used to it, and he could see her smirking like someone with a particularly juicy secret. He swallowed hard in anticipation, his breathing heavy and shaky.

"W..wow... Thank you." He said, smiling nervously at her.

"Hmmhmmhm..." She chuckled, not opening her very full mouth. Gavin's eyes opened wide, realization obvious upon his face. With that, she leaned down and forced her lips around his, pushing his surprised mouth open with her very dexterous--and very cummy--tongue. He struggled in shock a bit before finally just allowing her to do what she wanted, swallowing the mixture of cum and spit she pushed into his mouth. His cum was only slightly salty and bitter; not exactly pleasant, but certainly not a chore to get down. Once she was sure he had swallowed it all, she sat back up with a very darkly pleased sort of grin.

"You're welcome, 'squirt'." She said, laughing at her joke. Without a second thought, she stood and wrapped the oversize pelt back around herself: the arms tied securely around her bosom, and the paws dangling just in front of her crotch. He stood too, dusting small rocks from his behind as he did. He slipped his shorts back on, happy to note that they seemed to be in perfectly good condition. Once they were on, he looked back up at the golbat woman, scraping his foot across the ground nervously.

"H-hey... Would you like to... erm.... be my partner?" He asked.

"Partner? Like what, a lover? A traveling companion?" She brushed the hair from her eyes, non-existent eyebrows raised. Somehow, the words made it clear that things between them wouldn't be as simple and easy as the sex had been.

"Or... Do you mean you want me to be your 'pokémon'?" There was a touch of hostility in her voice, as though she were just daring him to pull the pokéballs out of his pocket. He flinched.

"I...I meant sort of like my pokémon or a traveling companion or something like that, since, I mean, I don't have one already..." he trailed off there, realizing just how stupid a question it was to ask.

"Hm." She considered him carefully: the slightly askew cap, the messy dark-colored curls, the overly-formal vest, the cargo shorts with surprisingly empty looking pockets, and the clean white socks and thoroughly untraveled gray shoes.

"No, I don't think so." Her tone was flat, and her legs planted obstinately apart. Gavin looked at the ground dejectedly, eyes downcast."But..."

"But?" He asked, looking hopeful for the briefest of moments.

"But, maybe if you come back one of these days... I might change my mind." Flippant as always, she turned on her heel with a giggle and disappeared into the depths of the cave.

"Come back when you have a bit more experience under your belt, trainer. Then we'll see if I'll be your 'partner.'" A squeaky laugh, and she was out of sight.

He shouted into the darkness, even though she was well beyond his sight. He hoped she was still within earshot. "Wait! I never got your name, if you have one!"

"Fifi." the cave echoed to him along with one last laugh.

"Gavin!" He called back, hoping he could see her again. However, he was rather disconcerted by the idea of what might happen if anyone found out about this.

He felt an unusual breeze, and pulled his vest from his back. There was a huge gash torn right in the back from where he skidded across the ground when he fell. With a sigh, he shoved it in his pack and groped around the floor for his flashlight. When he found it, he smacked it against his hand until it turned back on, and looked around for the cargo vest he'd thrown from his pack; one of his friends in Violet practically forced him to pack it. Rolling his eyes, he muttered a few choice curses and slipped on the khaki vest, determined to change into a black shirt at the earliest opportunity: he thought khaki and white looked absolutely dreadful together. He spent a moment picking up all of the stuff he'd thrown around earlier, then slung the repacked bag over his shoulders and made his way out of the cave. The same hiker that had stopped him when he first entered the cave was waiting at the entrance.

"Wow, ya look a mess there, boy. I warned you about the cave, didn't I?", the hiker asked, looking Gavin up and down. The boy was quite a different sight, his hair tousled and messy, his face practically dripping with sweat, and dirt coating him all down the back.

"Y-yeah!" He stuttered, jumping at the voice. "I didn't even get a single pokémon," he sighed dejectedly. "And I couldn't get any further, apparently there was a boulder in the way that I couldn't move. But I suppose that's just how things go sometimes." The boy gave the hiker his best attempt at an earnest grin, and walked back towards Violet; He planned on getting a nice, hot bath the moment he reached his house. Perhaps tomorrow, his journey could start for real.