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Indigo Plateau, the final stop for a Kanto Pokemon trainer. Beautiful in construction and isolation, yet among the most daunting of places. Knelle knew he had come far. As he reflected now on the journey, he slumped against a tree and huffed wearily. In spite of all of his rest and a full breakfast, the young cat was very tired. The final challenge ahead overwhelmed him and made him panic. Were his Pokemon adequately strong? Was he cunning enough? He opened the breast of his jacket and looked at the eight shiny badges pinned inside. He felt a pang of doubt looking at them.

Knelle heard familiar footsteps in the grass and did not turn to see what made them. He soon felt a well-known and strong mitt on his shoulder and he smiled. "I know, I know," he said contritely, "I promised you I wasn't gonna panic about this."

The creature was Knelle's first and most beloved Pokemon: a bipedal reptilian beast with a squat, hunched stature and a chitinous purple hide. It was known as a Nidoking. He draped himself across Knelle's lap belly-down, making his slim trainer slightly uncomfortable. This behavior was a throwback to his days as a Nidoran and Nidorino, when he often cuddled up in Knelle's lap for warmth and comfort. Knelle thought back fondly on those days as he stroked the Nidoking's hide slowly and gently.

"Thanks," Knelle whispered. The Nidoking grumbled affectionately and swayed his hard, tapering tail. Knelle ran a paw down its length, then said with a sigh, "I dunno what I'm gonna do. I don't think we're strong enough for this."

Knelle's Nidoking snorted in annoyance. "I'm sorry!" Knelle grunted. "This is just a really big deal, I don't wanna blow it here," he moaned. "It's nothing against you, I just think the Elite Four probably have stronger Pokemon."

Not once had Knelle's Nidoking let him down without at least putting up a good fight. He pushed off of the cat's lap to kneel, then growled and glared into his trainer's eyes. Knelle deferred to his gaze and looked away. He absently pushed up his glasses when he said, "I-I'm sorry. I guess I'm not a very good trainer, doubting my Pokemon like this."

Being exclusively male creatures with masculine emphasis on strength and virility, Nidokings could be terribly vulgar if they felt challenged. Their desire to breed flared like a defense mechanism to shelter the ego and Knelle's Nidoking was by no means special. He lunged on Knelle and pinned him sideways in the grass. The cat landed with a squeal unheard in the vast prairie leading to the palatial hall of the Elite Four. "What are you doing!?"

The Nidoking pawed brusquely at his trainer's pants. They would not come off so easily and his mitts were too inarticulate to work a button and zipper. Knelle began to blush brightly when he realized what was happening. "Oh, oh man," he mumbled. He fought with this moral crisis briefly, then opened his fly and let the Nidoking remove his pants. They ended up around his ankles with his briefs, both hooked on his shoes.

Now the Pokemon rolled bottomless Knelle onto his belly. The cat's modest, flaccid penis rubbed against the plush grass and his tail instinctively flagged high above his taut rear. The Nidoking made a lurid sound as he pried apart Knelle's cheeks. Immediately he slopped his tongue up through the boy's ass crack. The subtle taste and smell of feline musk occurred to the Pokemon only in the flimsiest sense; he was most interested in simply dominating his trainer, but good lubrication came first. He dug his thick tongue into Knelle's anus and wallowed out the pucker, spreading saliva deep inside at the same time. Knelle mrowled and whined, curling his toes inside his sneakers. His member stiffened at once.

Knelle breathed sharply through the blades of grass and shoved his rear back against the reptilian Pokemon. A mixture of sensations from the Pokemon's hot, thick tongue to his cool, hard hide left Knelle feeling conflicted but aroused all the same. He curled his tail awkwardly around whatever he could on the Nidoking and kicked up small divots with his shoes. "Aah, oh, fffu-u-uck," he quaked. "Oh, this is wrong..."

Fortunately for the sex, the Nidoking had no such reservations, and as he lapped deeply within Knelle's anal walls and spread about a thick coating of drool, it was plainly he who was in control. The Pokemon was marginally aroused by Knelle's scent and form, but the basic concept of just fucking something was what made him hard. His endowment was of incredible size, roughly nine inches long on a creature barely four-and-a-half feet tall, and the girth of his dark purple cock was no small matter either. Its tip was tapered for easy entry, its shaft was largely smooth save for pulsing veins, and its base ended in a bulbous knot to ensure a tight seal. In spite of his testes being internal, his package was intimidating.

A beastly snort blasted from the Nidoking's nostrils and shunted hot air across Knelle's behind. He pulled back his snout, leaving the young tom's slightly loosened anus. He quickly crawled up over Knelle and in doing so defeated the boy's attempt to get up on his paws and knees. He pinned the cat firmly in the grass and bucked against his ass with a grunt. Knelle crooned but the Nidoking was unmoved. He braced his inarticulate hands on the cat's shoulder blades and pushed the pointed tip of his penis against his target. This was quickly followed with gratifying penetration.

The cat grimaced sharply. Tears welled in the corners of his eyes. His Nidoking entered him with ruthless speed and the bulge of the knot kissed up to his entrance within mere seconds. Knelle inarticulately grumbled into the earth. "Oh, my...!"

A more considerate lover would have taken his time. The Nidoking was anything but. He bucked rapidly and with remorseless efficiency Knelle had never known from any prior partner. The cat ripped up clumps of grass and brayed into the dirt. Words evaded him and he was rendered just as inarticulate as his Pokemon. His dexterous tail curled around the Nidoking's arm but to no noticeable effect; the brutish Pokemon notice only of Knelle's snug fuckhole.

Inelegant noises bleated out of Knelle. His penis ached in the grass. He humped into the dirt then reached down and jerked himself off in the confined space. It mattered little that he could achieve only a small stroke; the trauma of the Nidoking's cock battering his anal walls gave him most of the pleasure he needed for a messy release. His toes curled sharply and his balls drew up into his loins. The cat acknowledged that he was already nearly there with a cute mewl and splayed ears.

Nothing his trainer did or said could have changed the Nidoking's disposition. He growled and snarled as the urge to release began to affect him as well, but this in turn spurred him along and made him work harder still at his trainer. The bulge of his knot smashed against Knelle's asshole threateningly, but Knelle wanted it. He craved the pain and finality of the tie and he pushed his ass ineffectually back to showcase his needs.

Suddenly, however, Knelle came. He grit his teeth and yowled, then ejaculated into the grass. His rectal muscles clenched down sharply and the Nidoking brayed in pleasure. He too was about to cum because of Knelle's release. He all but dropped against the cat and pinned him beneath his muscular weight. Knelle gasped but still it in himself to buck back. His voice had returned and he he whimpered, "Oh, get the knot inside of me, quick!"

The Nidoking's hips smashed Knelle's taut butt over and over. The knot pressed into his wallowed-out asshole every time, spreading the pink orifice just a bit further with each grind. Viscous pre drooled and squirted from the tip constantly, keeping Knelle lubricated where the saliva had run thin. But by then, Knelle was used to the pain and he savored it just like the pleasure. "Come o-o-on, knot me," he said urgently.

At long last, Knelle's slutty wish came true. The Nidoking crushed his hips into Knelle's rear and the bulb of the knot popped inside, locking into place behind his anus. As Knelle was spread so wide, he shrieked into the grass. The tears welled up again and his small body quaked. By then his climax was well over and the afterglow had long since settled in; being knotted felt like his duty to his beloved Pokemon rather than a natural end to the sex, but at the same time, he loved nothing quite like a violent stretching.

Then the Nidoking came, shooting a thick wad into his trainer. His syrupy cum clung to the feline's walls and treated him to a loving, well-used feeling. Knelle slowly relaxed beneath his heaving Pokemon. He said with a croon, "Uhn, jeez, that hurts... I love it, though."

After an hour to decouple from his Nidoking and wash himself up, Knelle went on to become the new champion of the Kanto region. He celebrated with his Nidoking privately.