Pokemon: Moral Shadows- Chapter 1
#2 of Moral Shadows
Our story truly begins as Junpei takes his first steps on the road of adventure! This is my first attempt at writing erotica, so any suggestions are appreciated.
Chapter 1:
And so our journey begins.
Inside a nearly pitch black room, a man sits at a desk. The soft glow of his computer screen cascades streaks of light and shadow across the sharp features of his face. A soft ringing signals from the console as a document opens itself on the screen.
Progress Report #11047
A number of small but vocal groups continue to fight against our cause. Many members of government continue to deny our proposals on grounds of inhibiting freedoms. It is my professional opinion that we will need to gain support of the populace before our agenda can be pushed forward. Furthermore, I have enclosed a list of Problematic Government Officials. It is suggested that they be dealt with quickly. We await further orders Mr.VanHass, Sir.
Prof. Graves.
The darkness veiled man slumps forward in his chair, resting his head upon is interlocked fingers. "It appears we will have to take our war to the people."
- - Junpei - -
Backpack? Check. Badge Case? Check. A Month's worth of PokeFood? Check. Wallet? Crap where is it!
I had everything prepared to FINALLY go in my Journey after years of waiting. It just figures I'd choose this time to lose my wallet. My desk, shelves, and even the hard wood floor of my room were littered with scattered papers, research books, and the odd article of clothing. This was not going to make the search easy. As I hunted through my dump of a room, I caught a glimpse of myself in the full body mirror mounted on my cream colored wall. My hair was still advertising bed head, since the first thing I'd done since waking up was finish packing and taking inventory. My spindly pale arms and legs snaked easily through a pair of brown dress pants and my white T-Shirt. The shirt itself was a little tight around the slight padding on my stomach. Finally I noticed a sizable bulge in my front... shirt pocket.
Wallet? Check. I'm an idiot.
The air was crisp as I stepped out of my house, closing the door behind me. The grass was glistening with a thin layer of morning dew which sparkled in the sunlight, and I could feel a gentle summer breeze on my face. I smiled from ear to ear; today was going to be a good day. Truth be told, there could have been a thunderstorm and a hurricane outside of my door, and I'd still think this was the best day ever. The nice weather was a bonus though.
I reached the end of my street after a few minutes of walking, and when I did I turned back towards my house. I figured I should just take a few minutes to just look at it, since I didn't I'd be seeing it again for a long time. A had already dealt with the whole tearful goodbye thing last night so I wouldn't feel crumby today. Actually, I was feeling a little nostalgic already, but I wasn't going to let that stop me from doing this. Still smiling wide as can be, I turned away and started off towards Prof. Dogwood's lab.
- - Anna - -
Sweat pooled from my brow as I trudged up the forest hill which overlooked the fabled Dogwood lab. Propping myself up against a tree, I brushed a few strands of my long frizzy hair out of my face. I couldn't decide what was more annoying about this stupid hike, these sweaty hiking boots or my skirt. On one hand, the brown boots were really uncomfortable; I mean they really pinched my toes. On the other hand, even though I loved my sexy knee length skirt, my calves were covered in scratch marks from plants. "Why couldn't be given a job to do in the city?" I mumbled under my breath.
"Hey, did you guys hear that?" A hushed wormy voice asked from up ahead. I had a pretty good idea who it was. Sighing, I walked the last few feet to our meeting spot. "Relax Twitch, it's only Anna." Our 'boss' Tony answered him as I stepped into view, "I'd recognize that fiery-red hair anywhere." Tony flashed a goofy smile, showing off his disgusting gold tooth.
My 'Friends' were all wearing a denim jackets and burgundy shirts, just like me; the matching uniform was Tony's stupid idea. Each of them was holding a baseball bat, and it looked like they had one for me too. "Are you idiots still planning to just kick down the door and shouting demands?" I scolded them, crossing my arms in a huff. "Anna, it's simple." Tony responded while rolling his eyes, "We bust in, steal the pokemon, and leave. We pass our test and we're in." "Attacking a pokemon lab in broad daylight is far from simple, you dolt." I snapped, furrowing my brow, "If we're going to do this, we need to sneak in at night." "C'mon Anna, don't be such a bummer." The eternally gap-toothed Twitch, called out. "Look guys, all I'm saying is that Team Shadow is a more secretive organization. Running in gung-ho might look bad on us." As I responded, Tony hauled his dumb ass of the log he was sitting on. Walking up to me, he shoved the bat into my hand; "Anna, just shut up and do your job."
- - Junpei - -
It only took me about 40 minutes to get to the Professor's lab. The town I live in is pretty small, but it's not like is some minuscule shanty town. Some people from the city actually think a small town means that there's like three houses and a store. Seriously, who would believe that? I stepped up to the Professor's lab. People say that it used to be his childhood home, and boy does it show. The massive collection of high-tech trailers, tubes, and gadgets converging on a quaint little house gave the place this really patchy look. Knowing that the Professor was expecting me, I opened the door and walked inside.
"So you finally passed you P.L.E.E. eh?" the professor asked. He was an ornery old man that walked with a stylish oak cane. His face was covered in wrinkles and was adorned with a puffy white beard; which he was currently stroking, other than that he was completely bald. "Well it's about damn time! What is this, your 8thattempt!?" "My 6th, actually." I said under my breath, the lecture was actually starting to put a damper on my day. "I can't just wait around forever to fulfill a promise I made to some dumb brat! What if I decided I wasn't going to give you a Pokémon anymore?" My jaw hit the floor, "Wh-What!?" He stared angrily at me for a moment before a little smirk broke his scowl. Then he started laughing at me. "Relax Junpei; I'm just busting your chops." He said, whipping a tear from his eye, "I know you're not completely useless." "I wouldn't know about that Grandpa." My eyes shot to the source of the nasally voice. I'd recognize those stupid glasses, that stupid purple Lab coat, and that stupid FACE anywhere. Church descended the stairs wrapped in a thick mist of smug. "I mean it took you how many tries to pass? 6 I believe. I'm curious what kind of score you got." "Shut up, I don't have to prove anything to you." And I wasn't just saying that because I got 76% on the test... you need a 75% to pass. "Professor, what's church doing here?" "Well, aside from the fact that he lives here, last week he decided he was ready to begin his journey. Since you were waiting for your results to come in the mail, I figured I'd wait to see if you'd passed. If you did, you could start your journeys at the same time." I briefly wondered if the Professor could feel my anger burning through his face, then he smiled at me and said, "I thought it would be a fun experiment." Great, I go from league failure to test subject in less than a day. No Junpei, your about to start your journey, think happy thoughts. "Now if you'll both follow me," the Professor began, "it is time for you to meet you first Pokémon."
"As you can see before you, I have been supplied with three Pokémon by a nearby hatchery. They are all young and ready to learn." He turned to face us, gesturing his hand towards the three pokeballs on the table. "Due to my prior arrangement with Junpei, he will be choosing first." "I don't mind," Church responded, "He'll need every advantage he can get." The Professor rolled his eyes and hit a button, bringing three monitors to life. Each one had a 3D model of a Pokémon on it. The screen in front of the first pokeball was a tiny orange Pokémon covered in Orange plumage. Its head was adorned with two sparkling black eyes and a cute yellow beak, and on top of its head were three yellow feathers sticking straight up. The screen labeled it as Torchic, but I recognized it from my studies. The second screen showed a stout blue Pokémon with a sturdy spiked tail and powerful looking jaws. I tried to remember what it was called but for the life of me I couldn't remember. Uhh... Sandile? I glanced at the name display. Totodile. Damn it. The last monitor displayed a blue quadruped with a cute twitchy nose flanked by thin whiskers. There were a small number of bluish-purple spots on its body, and there were a fair number of quills on it, with one horn on his head. I'd never actually seen this Pokémon before, not even in my books. The name display read Nidoran. "These three Pokémon are not native to the Glory region. So take a moment to consider your choice and choose wise-" "I want that one!" I cut the professor off. "-ly... Nidoran huh? Very well, I hope you have a lot of fun together."
I had though church was going to spend hours checking text books and going over spreadsheets before deciding. Not a second after Prof. Dogwood handed me my pokeball, Church dashed across the room and grabbed the Torchic. Then he went on and on about how Blaziken was the superior Pokémon choice out of the three. What an asshole, I wish something would shut him up.
-Crash- The door burst open and four guys burst into the room wearing denim jackets and wielding baseball bats. "Alright you old fart, this is a robbery. Hand over any and all valuable Pokémon!" The professor stared silently at them for a moment, whipping dust from his snowy beard. "Church, Junpei, please excuse me for a moment." The Professor said without turning towards us, "I have some pests to deal with." The thugs charged Prof. Dogwood as he flung his pokeball, their leader swung his weapon when, in a flash of red light, a massive orange form appeared. Church and I instantly recognized Cleo, the Professors Arcanine, as she brought her powerful jaws down on the bat. The wooden implement splintered from the force, the punk stared wide eyed at what was left of the shrapnel he was holding. One of the punks cursed fearfully under his breath as Cleo turned her attention to the rest of them, their leader already backing away. "Cleo my dear," the Professor began, "would you mind showing these hooligans the door." Cleo leapt forward with her powerful legs, the group of attackers jumping back in fear. She opened her mouth just enough for them to see the flames building inside. The thugs ran through the door as she unleashed the gout of fire; flames licked the seats of their pants, making them wince in pain. We could hear their screams as they ran out of the lab and into the forest.
"Now that that has been dealt with, I have one last thing for you." Prof. Dogwood turned to us nonchalantly, as though he hadn't sent four punks running home. "These are a couple of prototype pokedexes I've developed. Aside from the standard functions, they also feature a video communication function so that I can stay in contact with you." Neither of us said anything as we took the devices, still blown away by the spectacle we'd witnessed. "Now get out of my house. I've got a lot of work to do." Sometimes I hate the Professor.
- - Anna - -
"I can't decide who the bigger idiots are," I said to myself as she walked through the woods, pokeball in hand, "The idiots that left a rare Pokémon just sitting on a table, or the idiots that provided that little distraction." I was practically laughing as I pulled out my tiny folded map, "Now to become an official part of Team Shadow."
- - Junpei - -
I had taken my first steps out of town when I realized something. I still hadn't introduced myself to Nidoran. Now what did that stupid care guide say? Oh yeah,_When introducing yourself to a bought or gifted Pokémon, it is encouraged to offer them a berry or a poffin as a treat. This will encourage them to warm up to you._Thus began my search for a berry. The path I'm on should lead me to Eucaleaf Town. The road isn't exactly teaming with berries but I should be able to find one before I get to town. I have to wonder how she'll fell about having me as a trainer. Thanks to the unlocked pokedex entry, I'm not completely in the dark about how to care for a Nidoran, but I still don't know a lot about her species.
After about 40 minutes of walking, I spotted one. A Bluck Berry was hanging from a tree branch about 12 feet in the air. It was pretty high up, but if I could get it, I'd be able to introduce myself to Nidoran. It took a few tries, but I did manage to get onto one of the lower branches and pull myself up. Then it was a matter of slowly inching higher and higher, pausing every few minutes to catch my breath and NOT look down. I'm not so great with physical exertion, or heights... or really anything involving potential for injury. Once I finally got to the branch directly beneath the Bluck Berry, I had to stand straight up on the tree's limb. Grabbing on to the tree to steady myself, I reached out as far as I could towards the berry. My fingertips just barely brushed against the fruit. Straining with the effort, I leaned out a little more and finagled with the fruit until I finally had it in my grasp. After a little effort, I finally held my prize and was preparing to climb down. That's when I heard it; soft noises coming from below me. Was it a Pokémon? And more importantly, was it a dangerous Pokémon? I frantically scanned the ground below my vantage point until I eventually spotted it. It was a Lombre... and a guy. Based on how comfortable she was around him, I guessed he was her trainer. I had to wonder what they were doing out in the forest. Setting up camp? No, it's not even noon yet. Maybe they're training? No, they seem too relaxed. What could they be- WOAH!! Did they just start kissing? And by kissing, I mean full on making out. No way am I really seeing this. Wait, what's he doing now?
- - H - -
The Lombre sat on an old tree stump with her trainer kneeling in front of her. Her eyes were half closed as his tongue explored her beak, and his thick fingers carefully teased her moistening slit. Her cheeks tinted slightly red as her masters tongue began to work overtime, her juices spilling down her legs and dampening the stump as her began to tweak her swelling clit. Softly pinching and prodding the fleshy nub as the Lombre moaned softly into his mouth. They stayed like this for a few minutes before the man grew adventurous and slow inserted a finger into her. She didn't appear to mind. In fact, she rather appeared to enjoy him stirring up her insides with his finger; he also used his thumb to continue teasing her clitoris. He gently caressed her velvety walls, coaxing forth more honey from her glistening nether region. Her breathing became visibly more intense; this signaled the man to move on to the next step. Breaking of the kiss, his Lombre gasped softly for air as he slid another digit between her moist folds. Her face lit up in anticipation, as if she knew what would come next. Her trainer began to move his fingers in and out of her. Starting of slow and teasing, increasing in intensity and speed with each thrust. Soon he was intensely fingering pussy, the sound of her vaginal juices sloshing about, partially drowned out by the Pokémon's passionate moans was bringing the man untold amounts of pleasure. He could feel the blood pumping through his member, his hard-on throbbing each time he penetrated her privates. He began to wildly drive his fingers inside her; as though intent to bring her to orgasm, the sound of his unoccupied fingers gently slapping her soft taint added to the erotic noises which now filled the clearing. The Lombre's eyes shot open as she began rocking her crotch into her trainer's hand. She was on the edge; her moans so load that Junpei could hear a soft "Lom... L-Lom... Lombre!" each time the man re-entered her. However, before she could finish, her trainer stopped. He removed his fingers from her, a thin strand of pre-cum connecting them and her slick womanhood.
Junpei continued to watch the couple enjoy one another from the safety of the tree. His shorts, while normally comfy and easy to wear, were growing noticeably tighter as observed them. Junpei briefly entertained the idea of properly enjoying the scene, but decided against it for two reasons. First was a matter of shame. He felt pervy enough watching such a private moment that enjoying himself seemed like a line that shouldn't be crossed. The second was a matter of common sense. He wasn't sure how safe it would be, getting himself situated for such an activity. He decided it wasn't worth the risk. Turning his attention back the show, he noted that the two had changed positions.
The trainer sat on the stump; his Lombre stood over his waist, grinding her slit against the tip of his cock. She moaned softly as he grabbed hold of her green waist and began to guide her down onto his manhood. Half way down his dick she began to rise back to his swollen glands before lowering back down. This repeated a few times before the man thrust his spear deep inside her. Lombre shouted in surprise and ecstasy as her trainer bottomed out inside her. They lingered in that position for a second before her trainer began to raise her by the waist back to the tip, then slamming her back down on his poll, coaxing forth a second pleased yelp. They repeated this action over and over again; each cry of passion was so loud that Junpei could clearly hear them from his vantage point. "Lom-BRE. Lom-BRE." She cried. Their pace quickened, bringing forth the sounds of flesh against flesh. "Lom-BRE! *SMACK* Lom-BRE! *SMACK*" The rhythmic sound of their skin urged them to speed up once again, Lombre grabbed the sides of her rain dish with each hand as her eyes rolled back into her head. "Lom *SMACK* BRE!! Lom *SMACK* BRE!!" Their pace was unholy, the trainer pounded her pussy as though their lives depended on it. Finally, he raised her up and off his meat spire before slamming her back down. Her moist slit was forced open as his hips came up to meet hers, she screamed once more with intense pleasure. "L-LomBRE!!" They reached climax together, a wave of hot love juice poured over his throbbing erection as he erupted into her. His thick white magma oozed out of her and down his shaft as she collapsed into his arms.
- - Junpei - -
I climbed down the tree clutching my new berry, and then I hurried down the path. I would rather not chance running into those two, it'd be awkward. After about 20 minutes I came across a chunk of the path that ballooned out, giving more space between the trees and the road. "This must have been a manmade clearing." In the center was a small wooden bridge the stretched over a tiny stream that had snaked its way across the path. "I guess they need room to put up the bridge." Just over the bridge, I saw what looked like an old weather worn pick nick table. "This place seems peaceful enough, doesn't seem likely to get attacked out here." I quickly crossed the bridge and sat down at the table, pulling out my pokeball. "Time to say hello." I sent my new companion out onto the wooden table; she looked surprised by the sudden change of background from... whatever it had been before she was put in her pokeball. When she finally noticed me, she went into a defensive stance and took a step back. "Whoa. Relax there little... Girl." I think the pokedex entry said that the blue ones were female. I pulled the Bluck Berry out of my bag, moving slowly as not to spook her. Her eyes lit up when she saw it. "See, I'm not such a bad guy." I gave the berry a gentle toss, it landed next to her and then rolled behind her. When she turned around to get it, I got my answer. De-Definitely Female. I -uh- admired the view while she ate, her entrance seemed more accommodating then I had expected. Then again, most egg groups do have larger and smaller members. I guess they have to be able to handle whoever ends up as their mate. While she ate, I brought up the pokedex to double check some things. She's in the Field and Monster egg groups, huh? Wait, filed egg group? Isn't that the same group as Wailo- My train of thought was derailed as she turned back to me, squeaking happily. "Ni!!" I tickled her softly under her chin, and she smiled up at me. "I guess were going to be working together now; so let's both work really hard." I can't believe that just came out of my mouth. That has to be the cheesiest thing I've ever said. Still, it seemed to make her happy. After a few minutes, she started nuzzling her cheek against my hand. "Oh yeah, I should probably give you a name." She looked up at me, a little confused. "It's not like I can just keep calling you Nidoran. Let's see, the pokedex said you're supposed to evolve into something called Nidoqueen. So how about..." Did I mention I suck at naming things? "...Duchess. Do you like that?" She squeaked a Ni of approval. "Alright Duchess, let's get going." "Ni!"
I kept Duchess out of her pokeball as we walked. I figured she could use the fresh air, and I enjoyed the company. I also made use of the battle scan feature on my pokedex. It's a handy little program that can scan your owned Pokémon and tell you what attacks they know. She didn't know any special moves. I guess that's to be expected since she came from a hatchery. At least she has claws, maybe she can scratch them? Regardless, we had been walking for about an hour, and I could see the edge of town off in the distance. "There's our destination Duchess, Eucaleaf town." I was about to break off into a run, when I heard the sound of grass rustling coming from behind the trees. The noise circled around us as I tried to see what it was. It jumped from the bushes, landing in our path. The purple creature snarled and hissed at us. It caught me off guard and I jumped back in shock... No one can ever know that I was startled by a Rattata. The little things attempts to scare us were adorable. However, I do need some battle experience. "Think you can take him Duchess?" "Ni!" she declared aggressively, lowering into a battle stance. "Sorry about this little guy, but you challenged us."
The battle didn't last too long, though I wouldn't really call it a battle. The ones I had seen on T.V. were always incredible, or hell; the way the Professor trounced those goons earlier was pretty cool too. This was growling and hissing, interspersed with the occasional tackle, or swipe of the claw. Don't get me wrong, the growling was definitely intimidating the Rattata; that's why I told her to keep doing it. Still, I've got to teach her some new moves. I turned to her as we approached the town. "Alright Duchess, time to go back into your pokeball." She answered be scowling and chirping a defiant "DO!" "Don't be like that; I just don't want you to get lost." She turned away from me, repeating again "DO!" "Sorry Duchess, but I'm the trainer." I red beam of light shot from her pokeball and she was sucked inside. She's going to be mad at me when she gets out.
Eucaleaf Town was bustling with activity. All around me people walked with Pokémon, browsed at shopping stalls, talked, and laughed. This was nothing like my quiet home town. There was a whole bunch of Pokémon out and about: a couple of kids were playing with a Lillipup; A Ponyta was pulling a cart of produce; and a Machoke was helping to unload some crates from a trolley. There was also a couple of Pokémon I didn't recognize. There was this hunched, purple Pokémon with long pointy ears and a big head. Its eyes looked like gemstones. It was sitting with its trainer; an elderly woman with grey hair tied back in a bun, on the back of a large blue Pokémon with four powerful legs, and a massive red wingspan. I really wish I had an older model of pokedex right now. Back when pokedex were first being made, they were designed to scan a Pokémon for information about its species. These newer models are all about dick waving points. They just unlock an entry when you scan the corresponding species, and they can't scan captured Pokémon. The massive Pokémon and its passengers had just turned a corner when I realized something important. *gurgle* I haven't eaten all day. I checked the watch on my pokedex, 10:48 am. It's been almost 6 hours since I got up, and I forgot to eat breakfast. I started looking around for the nearest restaurant, and I eventually found one. The sign advertised that they specialized in soup. They didn't seem too busy though. It's p_robably because of that other sign._ Just below the window on the door was a sign declaring; we do not serve food safe for Pokémon consumption, sorry for the inconvenience. Oh well, this IS the closest place. I quickly walked in, trying to ignore my now very vocal stomach.
I was sitting at the polished mahogany countertop; half way through a bowl of creamy mushroom soup, when these two kids sat down next to me. "So you gonna enter the tournament." "Nah, I'm better in double battles; besides Louis is gonna enter it." I zoned out after tournament, and I asked them what they were talking about. 10 minutes later I paid my bill and stepped out of the soup shop. "I've got a tournament to enter."
The rules sounded simple enough. Each trainer enters 1 Pokémon and face off in a 1 vs. 1 elimination match. First prize was 3000 $ poke. Oddly enough, there were only eight competitors, myself included; meaning there would only be three rounds. My cue came from one of the referees and I walked out into the stadium.
Calling this place a stadium was being pretty generous. It was more like an empty public pool with a couple of yard chairs set up around it. My first opponent; a shaggy looking 16-year-old with loose blue shorts, took his place in the arena and we tossed out our Pokémon. For the second time that day, I found myself staring at a Rattata. However, this fight was proving to be livelier. This guy was way more aggressive, and he'd trained his partner to reflect that. They opened up with a series of lunging tackles. The first missed, giving Duchess the opportunity to counter with a quick scratch attack, but the second and third found their way home. Duchess managed to avoid the fourth tackle, but the moment the Rattata was behind her, the trainer called out for a "Quick attack, NOW!" Before she could turn around, the Rattata slammed into her at full force, knocking her forward onto her face. After that, the match seemed to go very differently. The Rattata seemed a little more sluggish, and his eyes were always half shut. He was only able to hit 1 in every 2 attacks, and was completely incapable of dodging ours. It wasn't long until he fainted and we were declared victorious.
My next opponent was a 15 year old girl with dark green hair done back in a ponytail. She started out the match with a bunch of smack talk about how she would become the world's greatest trainer, and that I was but a stepping stone on her journey to greatness. Please, give me a break. Anyways, the Pokémon she sent out was one I recognized from my books; Tangela. I assumed based on the type match-up that this match would be simple. Duchess couldn't get near the thing; the reach of its vine whip was huge. Duchess had to focus all of her energy on avoiding the tendrils, even with me acting as a second pair of eyes; she could only avoid 1 in 3 attacks. Eventually the mass of vines let its eyes half close, and its movements; like the Rattata, became more sluggish. Moments later, it just collapsed. I wasn't sure how exactly I felt about winning all our matches by tiring out our opponents, but a win is a win. Now it was time for the main event.
My next opponent was supposed to be this Louis guy. From what I could gather, this kid was the reason there were so few entries; no one wanted to fight him. I was kind of scarred about what Pokémon this kid might have: a Gyarados, a Machamp, a giant Garchomp. My imagination was running wild. So, I was a little underwhelmed when this 10-year-old with a brown bowl cut walked out and released a little floating disc with a pair of silly looking eyes. I think he called it a Bronzor. I tossed out Duchess and they began to square off. I wasn't tossing out orders because I had no idea what I was fighting; even I know it's a bad idea to rush into an unknown threat. "Ya know, I gotta admit, that was a pretty cleaver strategy you used. I doubt any of the other competitors would have figured it out." Did he just talk to me? I didn't know you could talk during a match. "Letting your opponents attack you to trigger your Nidoran's Poison Point and then stalling them till the toxins took their full effect. Not bad at all. But, that strategy isn't gonna fly here; so I hope you have a backup plan." "Don't get cocky kid. You may have seen through my cunning ruse, but you'll still have to attack me if you want to win." Please don't let him see through my bluff. He looked at me with a quizzical look on his face. "You're not as smart as I thought, are you?" He saw through my bluff. "First of all, Zane here is part Steel type. That means he doesn't take damage from poison-type attacks." "I know that." Why didn't anyone tell me Steel types were immune to poison. "And second of all, Zane is also part Psychic type." Oh crap. "RUN DUCHESS!" But it was too late. Before she could react Louis called out "Confusion!" and the shimmering pink rings took her down. I had been beaten in one shot... by a 10-year-old.
I decided that I would drown my shame in an ice-cream cone, and then take Duchess down to a park to run around for a bit. Well, after a quick stop by the Pokémon center obviously. It was actually pretty empty today, unless of course only having three people in the waiting room is normal for a Pokémon center. I was just guessing. Still though, it seemed like they'd be busier. I sat in the waiting room flipping through magazines; they were surprisingly current. I paid particular interest to a political magazine about some holier-than-thou organization trying to make pokephilia illegal. Apparently they had already convinced a few towns to make it illegal within their limits, but are shooting for a harsher penalty by having it banned in the entire region. Assholes! Anyways, I sat there for little under an hour before the resident nurse Joy let me know that Duchess was all better. The burley old man handed me my pokeball and told me to have a nice day, smiling through his thick beard. I'll never understand why they call the head nurses 'Nurse Joy's, it sounds like a girl's name.
After a little playing in the park, and picking up a couple of pokeballs, I decided it was time to head out. The sun would be setting in a couple of hours, and it would be a long walk to TwinMaple City. I'd like to cover as much ground as possible before making camp for the night. We got jumped by a bunch more Rattata's on the way down the road; nothing we couldn't handle, and it looked like Duchess was really starting to get the hang of battling. I did have to use one of the potions I had bought though. We walked for a couple hours; talking to each other as we did (well, me talking, and her squeaking) before it started to get dark. I figured I should set up camp while I could still see. Once that was done we had some food; some PokeChow for her and a bag of trail mix for me. After that, I let her run around for a bit until she tired herself out and fell asleep. I put her back in her pokeball since I'd been told it's better for them to sleep inside it; then I went inside my tent to catch forty winks.
- - H - -
Junpei tossed and turned in his sleeping bag, like he had been doing for the past 20 minutes. For some reason or another, he just couldn't sleep. Eventually he gave into his restlessness, and stared up at the ceiling of his tent; thinking through the events of the day. He enjoyed remembering the image of the punks getting lightly toasted, but his mind lingered on his experience in the tree. That was when Junpei figured out his problem. He was horny. Once he took care of the problem, he'd be able to sleep.
Now comfortable, Junpei lay on his bedding; he explored his mind for some suitable imagery. At first he enjoyed his memory of the Lombre and her trainer, somehow not being there while they went at it made it less uncomfortable. Then his mind drifted to the memory of a particularly arousing video.
The simple but high quality video featured a trainer filming a private moment between himself and his Pikachu and Ivysaur. The audio was a little fuzzy, but clear enough to hear the trainer address his Pokémon. "C'mon girls," he said in a sly tone, "let's see you beg for a treat." The Pokémon looked up at the camera; closing their eyes they opened their mouths and stuck out their tongues. When Junpei had initially stumbled across the video; he was a little put off by the way the trainer commanded his Pokémon to perform for him, though the quality of the video did eventually win him over. A soft zip came from off camera, before the director's half-erect member entered the frame. Grabbing it in his free hand, he tapped the half-flaccid rod against the Pikachu's nose. She smirked gently before beginning to plant kisses up and down his growing shaft. Next the Ivysaur moved in and began roughly licking his head and glans; drawing a sharp breath from the cameraman.
Within minutes the double-team effort bore fruit as the 10 inch cock stood fully erect; aimed at the blushing beauties. The camera shifted slightly as he pressed the tip of his erection against the Pikachu's lips. Her tongue slipped out, flicking slowly across the tip of his penis and lapping up the pre-cum that she coaxed forth. The trainer's breathing was more pronounced and she savored the taste of his pre. "Pika-" she began, opening her mouth wide; the following "-chu" was muffled as she took the head of his meat-stick into her mouth and began to suckle. "Good Girl, Ami." The man grunted as the Pikachu bobbed her head on his shaft, the pleasure he felt clearly present in his voice. Junpei had never been sure if the next part had merely been planned out, or just a case of two Pokémon competing for their trainers attention. The man moaned softly as the Ivysaur jumped into the fray, wrapping her vines around his meaty length. The vines stroked his throbbing cock in time with Ami's head movements; his breathing became more intense as he began bucking his hips into her mouth. "Oh fuck, Anzu that's amaz- AH!" his voice cut off by another sharp breath as Anzu the Ivysaur dragged her rough wet tongue across his tight balls and up the base of his fleshy totem. Wet succulent sounds filled the recording as the man continued to gently thrust into the blowjob, occasionally the electric mouse gagged softly on the phallus. His rough breathing turned to soft but passionate moans as his veiny erection throbbed visibly. Seeing this, his partners doubled their efforts; stroking and sucking roughly. The man struggled to speak between grunts, "Ami! *URGH!* Anzu! I'm *HAH* I'm GONNA-" he was silenced as he unleashed a torrent of sperm into Ami's mouth. He grunted and bucked as he felt each creamy shot fire into her mouth; small dribbles oozing down his dick and being lapped up by Anzu. Ami struggled to swallow her trainers load, but eventually succeeded; both girls savoring the taste of their master's ejaculant. "Alright," the trainer panted as the Ivysaur finished cleaning his manhood, "Your turn Anzu."
After a quick cut, the video resumed; it displayed an image of Anzu the Ivysaur presenting her sex to the camera. Her light green folds were moist with sexual juices and her clitoris was swollen with anticipation. "SAUR!" she exclaimed as Ami used her hand to part her lower lips, using her free hand to guide their masters member towards the slick entrance. He playfully rubbed his rod against the Ivysaur's slit, savoring each meek moan that bellowed forth when he teased the sensitive flesh; he could feel the heat emanating from her cunt. "Ivy... Ivy... Saur... Ivy..." she moaned as he teased her, smearing beads of pre-cum against her vagina. Anzu loved being teased by him, she savored the feeling of his manhood throbbing against her sensitive privates; her moans were becoming louder and more pronounced. "Ivy... Ivy... SAUR!" her last moan transformed into a cry of pleasure as her master finally pushed his head into her tight entrance, her eyes rolled skyward and her body shook with pure bliss. The trainer slowly pushed his way deeper into her tight tunnel, occasionally backing out ever so slightly as he teased his way deeper into her. Anzu happily squirmed and writhed on her master's rod, her tongue lolled out of her mouth as he finally pushed the last inch of his length into her welcoming box, his hands firmly gripping her ass. Once he was buried deep within his Grass-Type lover, he leaned down next to her ear and whispered "You know what to do next." Anzu turned to see Ami lying in front of her. The Pikachu's legs were spread open, and the occasional mild spark could be seen jumping between either of her slightly spread lips and her erect clit. The Ivysaur began to eat out her Electric partner, slurping lustfully at her delicious pink slit. Immediately following this display, their trainer began to slowly pull himself out of Anzu; halfway out of her tight green gash he began to thrust back in. Anzu moaned between slurps as she savored the flavor of her partner's juices, the Pikachu was also beginning to moan softly as Anzu began to extend her vines. The first grassy tentacle snaked its way to Ami's throbbing clit, beginning to tease the soft tiny nub. Its twin continued to Ami's mouth, where she began to lick and nibble it seductively. The vine limited Ami's moans to little more than sexy whimpers. By now the trainer was pounding much harder into Anzu, bringing his cock back to the tip before roughly thrusting it back to the base; each thrust earned a wet 'squelch' from the Ivysaur's juicy pussy. Over time, the trainer would thrust gradually faster, until her was fucking her love tunnel at top speed. Simultaneously, Ami's cries of carnal pleasure returned with a vengeance; the vine that once occupied her mouth now passionately stirring up her tingling outlet. The Pikachu's flowing honey was greedily guzzled by Anzu, whose face was twisted in ecstasy; their orgasm's were fast approaching. Their trainer was not far behind them; his thrusts became more primal and erratic as his need for release continued to build. He pistoned in and of Anzu violently, his pelvis smacking loudly against her rump over and over again; the lewd slapping mixed with Ami's moans as her sex twitched around the Ivysaur's tongue. Each member off the group hovered at the edge of climax, fighting desperately to hold off the inevitable. The trainer came first; plunging balls deep into Anzu and spraying his payload into her with one final grunt. The sudden ejaculation forced Anzu past her breaking point. Waves of the Ivysaur's juices shot through her; mixing with her trainer's seed and spilling out onto the grass below. The intensity of her orgasm had Anzu scream with pleasure into Ami's box as she thrust her tongue deep inside. The final tongue lashing coaxed Ami into climax, flooding Anzu's mouth with her own torrent of pussy cum. They rode out their orgasms for a moment before the man removed his meat plug from Anzu's passage, allowing rivulets of creamy jism to spill out of her cunt in thick globules. The Ivysaur gave one final moan, shuddering in pleasure as the mental playback came to a sudden end.
Junpei was still pleasuring himself when then final scene played in his memory. He wasn't quite ready to pop yet. He needed something else, some other memory to help him finish. His mind raced to find one, but by now his thoughts had been clouded by pleasure. The first memory his brain arrived at was the scene from earlier today, the image of Duchess when they first met; her privates on full display. He tried to push the thought aside as he continued to stroke his member, but each time he tried to find more material the thought would resurface all the more vivid. This felt wrong somehow. Being aroused by Pokémon is one thing, but thinking of his first partner like this no less than a day after they first met. It was like using a close friend as wank fodder. Eventually however, his need for release overtook his inhibitions as he finally gave in.
In his mind, he sat there; staring with desire at her exposed privates. Here his memory turned to fantasy as his dream avatar stood up; he turned to the Nidoran as he unzipped his pants. His erection sprung from its polyester prison, leaving Duchess wide-eyed in surprise. She took a curious but hesitant step forward; the picnic table top held her at the perfect height to examine his phallus. A soft blush showed on her cute little cheeks as she stared at his hard dick. "Go ahead," Junpei's dream self said with a grin, "it's alright." She closed what was left of the gap between them, coming head to head with Junpei's member. Taking in the smell of his crotch, she began to cover the first quarter of his erection with tiny licks and gentle kisses. Junpei could feel himself nearing orgasm as the images flashed through his mind. He had to admit, there was something particularly alluring about the Pokémon in his fantasies being his own. His physical speed increased as he visualized Duchess taking his cock into her mouth; suddenly his balls tightened, sending wads of sperm shooting into the air. His fantasy vanished as his mess sprayed against the walls of his tent.
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A tall pudgy figure stood silhouetted in the moonlight; his jacket billowed softly behind him in the breeze. He was holding a small phone to his ear, and watching Junpei's camp through a pair of binoculars. "I've located the target, sir... No sir, so far he's shown no signs... Very well sir, I will prepare to engage the target... Yes sir, I'll find out what you need."
So these are my first attempts at writing Pokephilia, as I'm sure you can tell. If you have any suggestions on how I can improve my writing (perverted or otherwise) then please let me know.
I would also like to give a shout out to Shinji_Hiroku, who's series "The Club" is what inspired me to start writing. I would assume that most people that read Pokephilia stories know who Shinji_Hiroku is, but if for some reason you don't, then go read "The Club" (and any of their other work).
I am a horrible procrastinator. That being said, I'm going to try to post 1 chapter at least every 2 weeks. This could be from this story, or something else I think up (I even have a little word document with a few half-ideas written down). To give myself some hope of accomplishing this, I will have finished writing chapter 3 (and possibly a single chapter story) before I begin posting. Which is now... so it doesn't really affect you... HI FUTURE ME!! All kidding aside, this means I might not be able to implement any suggestions I might possibly get for a few weeks.
Anyways, thank you for reading, and I hope you enjoyed it.