Hit the ground running
Start of Alis' journey for pokemon and pussies.
Alis leaned back in her chair and considered the question- 'What do you hope to accomplish on your journey?' she ran a hand through her black hair and between her ridges. Normally, she would wear her hair up to hide them, but she just didn't care on this day of all days. It was the last day of class, with the starters being picked up the next morning. She could see some of the other kids' answers from her higher vantage point- mostly collecting rare pokemon, or to be the strongest trainer. As a pokemorph, Alis felt that it would be wildly inappropriate to answer such, but she probably couldn't get away with putting down what she really wanted to do. As she saw kids starting to turn their papers in, she hastily scribbled down 'To meet great people and make new friends.' and after a moment, joking added, off to the side and in very faint writing 'and get laid in every city'. She turned in her paper with a swagger, and walked out, never looking back. The sun felt great on her shoulders, and with barely a second thought, she peeled off her shirt. Her chest was completely flat, with a pale blue tone thanks to her pokemon half, leaving her completely decent as she walked around half naked. Some of the parents shot her disapproving looks, sure, but they did that anyway. She bared her teeth at them in a smirk, and watched as they scuttled away. She didn't waste any time, bee lining back home. It was empty, of course, and scrupulously clean. It wouldn't have sold in any other condition. The empty house was a symbol, a testament to why people were so disapproving of her- she tore apart a 'perfectly happy' family when she was born. Father owned a moving company, manned by Machokes, of course, and never quite believed her mother when she said nothing had happened. He had headed off in disgust not long after. Her mother had set out too, after trying to get rid of her several times, each more pathetic than before. Humans take 18 years to become adults- 26 if you consider brain growth. Pokemon, be contrast, were meant to become adults in much less time- a month for certain bug types. This left Alis prepared to take care of herself, and the Professor helped as well. It hadn't been entirely pleasant, but she lived, and was stronger for it. After packing her few possessions into a backpack, she headed on over to the lab.
Oak had absolutely nothing for her to do, so she commandeered one of the swivel chairs, and made herself sick spinning "Professor, could I be used in battle?" she asked, laying her head on the counter as she waited for the world to stop spinning. Oak looked up from his research with a thoughtful look on his face "You are able to use all the proper moves, albeit they're weaker. I suppose you could avoid a sticky situation if your pokemon get knocked out. I don't want to hear about you flaunting your advantages." he warned, but with a good natured sparkle. Alis shook her head slowly "I won't professor." She sent herself shooting across the lab, watching the interns scramble to get out of the way "Alis! Train these up for tomorrow, will you?" She smiled victoriously as several pokeballs were thrown at her, clipping them onto her belt. The belt normally reserved for Machokes was overkill, rendering her weaker than a human, but Alis allowed it after she almost broke a friend's arm. Besides, it had room for pokeballs and everything! "Yes sir!" She saluted as she ran out, dodging around the interns. Training the starters from level 1 to level 5 wasn't that interesting, as they couldn't even speak at that age, but she was able to see the land, and really, she just enjoyed the excuse to get out town. Alas, it couldn't last forever, and then she was home, 600 pokeyen richer but bored. Not even beating the crap out of the bag made her feel better, and it was with a heavy heart she finished her 500 reps per limb. Suddenly, even the familiar and normally comforting basement was too confining. She pulled on a shirt before bursting out of the house. For lack of anything better to do, she plopped down on a tightly fitting swing and watched the smaller kids, and some of her classmates frolic. "Hey Al." The harsh voice of the boy made the name sound even more masculine "It's Alis to you, Josh. Claire." She nodded to her friend. Even though they didn't hang out, it was a struggle to call her anything else. Sandbox love never dies, or so they say. Claire sneered at her "Al. So, is it true? That you have both defining traits of the Machoke?" Alis blushed, cheeks turning a light lavender as she self-conciously tried to cover the bulge. With her legs forced together by the swing, it stuck out even more prominently. She let them laugh for a moment before she managed to come up with a retort "Why so interested in my body? I am single you know.." she wiggled her eyebrows at them, but they recoiled "Who would want to be with you?" Josh spat, and Alis smirked "I don't know, why don't you ask Claire?" Claire sputtered before retorting "I would never!" Alis shrugged "You're right. You probably couldn't handle me. I'm more than a handful." She gave her a saucy wink, and flapped her hand dismissively "Now run off with your boy-toy. I'm sure he's a more -ah- manageable size." They stuck around, not wanting to comply, but it was awkward for them, having no comeback, so they slunk off. Alis pushed off, and began swinging lazily. It wasn't worth getting upset over- Josh at least was jealous, she had felt him watching her during gym. Claire...She was more difficult. She had been the one she had jokingly punched before getting the belt. Claire had ran off crying, and when Alis had glimpsed it later, she had known why. It was larger than her fist, but not by much. Claire had abject fear of her for weeks that devolved into apathy, and not even pleading, constant gifts and the belt had garnered her a second glance. Compared to that, this attention was quite nice. Maybe they'd even journey together. That'd be handy; she wouldn't have to find new people in each city. She smirked, feeling a twitch from down south, but it turned genuine as her thoughts went milder. Arceus, she hoped that happened.
Oak gave her first pick of pokemon, as a thank-you for her service. It wasn't necessary- she told him that time after time, but it was a good sentiment. As she stood there in front of the pokeballs, she asked herself: tentacles or dragon? She shifted uncomfortably, shooting a glance to Oak. Even though he'd seen her naked before, popping a stiffie in front of him was still awkward. She decided, and grabbed the fire. Not only would he be a good lay miles down the road, he'd learn fly for fast travel. She sent the Charmander out and checked it's gender just to be sure. Satisfied, she left with her pokemon, and waited for Claire. Once Claire had chosen her pokemon, Alis perked up. "Hey Claire, I was wondering if you maybe wanted to travel together?" she had a light blush on her cheeks as she finished quickly. Claire scoffed and walked off "In your dreams mutt." Alis deflated, and gave her a head start. she was probably traveling with Josh, the jerk. Whatever. She had 10 pokeballs in her poket and a level 5 Charmander- she'd be fine on her own. But first... "Hey, Anna. I have something for you." She knocked before walking into the house. The kitchen was empty, and she went deeper, tilting her head. She heard vague noises from upstairs. "Anna." She called again, walking up the steps slowly. Her ears picked up a slight squishing noise, and Alis flushed, backtracking "I'll just, uh, lay it on the table." She fumbled slightly with the necklace before setting it down "No! No, wait." Anna's voice was breathy, and Alis cleared her throat nervously even as she complied. The scent that hung around her left no secrets as she was glomped. "Anna." Alis murmured, determined not to let this goodbye be awkward, even though her body was reacting to the scent "You were going to leave without saying goodbye." She accused, and Alis considered what to say "You- ah- were busy." Anna pulled her face away from the morph's strong chest to nuzzle her cheek "Silly Alis. I'm never too busy for you." she whispered, and before Alis could respond, kissed her. Alis stiffened, not knowing how to respond "I saw your paper yesterday." she continued after the kiss, tracing Alis' bicep. "Yeah?" Alis played along- she'd be gone in an hour anyway. And let this silly crush die. "I could help you know." Anna offered, letting her hand slip lower. Alis could see in her eyes that she knew her offer wouldn't accepted "Maybe in a few years." They're ages weren't that far apart, but it was an important difference. Anna's fingers curled around the bulge and Alis gritted her teeth. "I'm 12. that's old enough." She was moving her hand, and Alis felt her will leave her "Not for what you want to do." Still, it was obvious that Anna wasn't going to give up, so Alis picked her up, carrying her back to the relative safety of the bedroom. The smell was just that much stronger here, and Alis knew she wasn't going to be able to leave wanting. "I got you this." She pulled the necklace back out- two silver wings with a sapphire joining them. She leaned forward and fastened it around Anna's neck, offering a hesitant kiss over the pulse before sitting back. "You're not old enough to do that." she repeated as Anna rubbed her with a foot, but a slow smile spread over Anna's face "What if we compromised?" She hooked her toes onto the waistband of the pants, and began to tug. Alis hesitated and pulled away, but it was only to free her belt from the pants- it had to stay on. "I can't handle anything less." It hurt to admit it, but was sadly true. The belt was cold against her skin, but it stood tall anyway- a full 8 inches, with a good bit of girth. Anna laid back, spreading her legs, but much to her disappointment, Alis crawled beside her "You're not going to trick me." Anna smiled coyly, suddenly brave now that she knew Alis wasn't going to leave "Who's trying to trick you?" she reached up as if to caress her, but Alis nipped her playfully, only to taste something unusual. Anna wiggled her thumb, smearing the liquid under her nose. Alis' eyes glazed over as she got an even deeper noseful of the heady scent, but made a point of completely cleaning her hand. Anna groaned slightly, and whispered "Stop teasing." Alis leaned forward, giving her a slow, passionate kiss before whispering back "I haven't even started yet." She stayed true to her word, straddling Anna as she rubbed her hands over stiff nipples through the nightgown. Anna gasped as Alis thouroughly massaged and squeezed them. "Alis" she whined, and Alis relented slightly, slipping her hands under the nightgown, slipping past her moist cleft with featherlike touches, up to the mounds. They were warm in her hands, unbearably smooth. She pushed up the nightgown to bring her muzzle to the party, and closed her maw over one. Anna inhaled sharply before moaning, grabbing Alis' head. A shiver went through her body as the base of her ridges were squeezed. Nipple still firmly clasped, she groaned wordlessly. "Stop teasing." Anna repeated, pushing Alis down. Alis let herself be pushed, dragging her fingers lightly over the expanse of skin. Anna looked quite old enough from this angle, but Alis resisted, sliding her hands under Anna. A firm squeeze made Anna tense, but Alis just pulled her closer to the edge. Alis' muzzle was now inches from Anna's slit. She stopped for a moment, memorizing the heady smell and lightly blowing. She could see the movement as Anna clenched and whined. Anna wondered if she needed a kick in the rear, literally, when the first lick came. Slow and shallow, it pulled much of the liquid away. Anna moaned loudly, trying to push herself onto the tounge Alis pulled away, giving several short, quick licks to clear the flooding liquid. "Think you can get any wetter Anna?" Alis teased, blowing over the slit again. "Come a little closer; I've been practicing my hydro pump." Was Anna's retort, and Alis bit, literally. She nipped both thighs, watching the liquid run out onto the sheets. A strong squeeze to the ridges mad Alis weak at the knees, and reminded her that she couldn't wait forever. Alis licked her lips before diving in. Anna's walls clenched upon the intruder as it flicked itself against the walls, rubbing both sides and dove as deep as it could. Anna's moans were frequent, and Alis licked harder, isolating the sweet spots and going as deep as she could. Her arms slid up, lifting Anna enough for her to see the expression. Alis figured enough was enough, and locked her lips over the clit, sucking hard. Anna's mouth opened in a silent scream as the best orgasm she had ever had rocked through her body. Alis helped her ride the waves down, the suck devolving into harsh licks and eventually just lapping. Alis stood up, looking down and cementing the image of Anna like that into her brain.
Anna felt a warm fuzzy feeling stretch down to her toes, and she grinned goofily up at the liquid covered morph. Not even the knowledge that it would be weeks or months before they met again could dim it. It was only when she noticed that Alis was still hard that it dimmed. She beckoned Alis up, and the morph laid down, face to face. Anna rolled her eyes and went to slide down when Alis grabbed her "Not yet. Just..." Her grip slid to her wrist, and she guided the human hand down. Anna caught the message, sliding her hand from the girthy base to the tip. She was uncut, though she wasn't expecting anything less- no doctors wanted to touch the morph after her birth. She traced the veins, enjoying the look of frustration on Alis' face "Anna, don't tease." She whined, and Anna arched an eyebrow, ready to retort, but Alis tilted her head "Please Anna? Let me cum?" and Anna almost moaned to see that needy face on Alis. She had been dreaming of this for so long, it felt so wrong to rush it. She understood why, of course. Her mother would be back from seeing her brother off any minute now. "Of course Alis. Anything for you." she wrapped her fingers around the base, and gave it a few firm strokes. Alis hissed a bit, dipping some fingers gently between Anna's spent folds before smearing the liquid onto her own cock. Anna noted this before continuing to stroke, using her other hand to rub the balls. Alis' body spasmed as she tried to make this last, even as Anna scooted down. Her eyes snapped open when she felt a tounge timidly lap at the tip. Anna looked up, making sure it was okay as she continued her ministrations. Alis' nostrils flared as she tried to resist before succumbing. Anna could take a hint as she watched the balls pull up, and positioned herself to catch at least one wad. She probably should have thought that through, as once her mouth was filled, her face was splattered. She looked up at Alis, and the look in her eyes made her warm all over again. It was tender, but with a rough edge. The cum-splattered face might have been Alis' favorite look on Anna, or at least a very close second. Alis pulled her up, griding her limp cock against her stomach in order to kiss her. It was a fiercer kiss than before- a concession that maybe Anna could handle it. It left them both breathless and thoughtless until they heard the door open. Alis was back in her pants in a flash, but Anna was a bit messier. She was able to make it to the bathroom on wobbly legs, washing the cum off her face regretfully. She didn't have time to neaten her room before her mom was back up the steps "Can you believe it Anna? Josh grew up so fast..." she walked to her room, thankfully bypassing the messy, cum-scented room. Anna let out a sigh of relief before slipping back into her room. Her bed looked clean and unslept in, and the scent was fast disappearing through the two opened windows. She felt a pang of disappointment that Alis wasn't there anymore, but it wasn't like she'd never visit, and it would only be a year before Anna could set out for herself.