A Union Of Slaves Part I
Six years ago, Team Plasma tried to conquer the Unova Region by forcing people to release their pokemon from their Poke balls. And even though it was just a gimmick, people actually wondered about taking poke balls out of existence. "What's the worst that could happen?" They asked. Two years later, they got their answer...war. The world was split down the middle as humans become slaves to the pokemon. Now it's a struggle for survival. Pokemon ravaged the human cities and towns. It even got to the point where pokemon were keeping pokemon as slaves. Chaos gripped the Region. This is the story of a Pokemon orphan's escape from slavery and run in with a human who is trying to avoid the slave trade. I don't own Pokemon.
"This is so stupid. I just wanted to be free." A lone Skiddo was walking down a forest path and talking to himself. He had escaped from his slavery a few days ago. The young pokemon looked around and noticed a human sleeping under a tree not too far away. The Skiddo looked at him and noticed that he didn't have a slave collar around his neck. *Could...could he be a free human?* He thought to himself. The Skiddo cautiously got close to him and noticed that he was actually wearing a coat. He was cold. He looked at the human's belongings and noticed another coat. The Skiddo slowly crept towards the human and tried to grab his coat. Suddenly, a slave catcher appeared. "Heh. Well what do we have here? A free human and a slave. Looks like a payday." He said. Ernest yawned as he began to wake up. He looked around and noticed the Skiddo trying to steal his coat and a slave trader in front of him. Ernest stretched his limbs and picked up his bag. Ernest then pulled out a sword and prepared to defend himself. The Skiddo slowly crept away but the trader fired a blast of energy at him. Ernest looked back and sighed. He then struck the trader with end of his sword effectively knocking him out. The Skiddo gasped and looked between him and the trader. The Skiddo then began to walk away. "Hey." Said Ernest. The Skiddo froze instantly. "You coming or not? I don't know about you, but I don't want to be caught." He said. The Skiddo gasped and looked at him. Ernest looked back at him and smiled. The Skiddo smiled and nodded. He then began to follow him. Ernest saw the Skiddo's leg and noticed that it was injured. Ernest smiled and grabbed a bottle of oran cream from his bag. "Hey. Come here and let me treat your wounds." He said.
The Skiddo slowly walked over to him. "Come on. Lay down." Ernest said trying to get him to relax. The Skiddo laid down and waited. "It's cream that was combined with the juices from an oran berry. It's going to sting for awhile, but try to stay still." Said Ernest. Skiddo braced himself as the cream touched his leg. Skiddo groaned in pain as Ernest rubbed the cream all over his wounds. Ernest finished applying the cream and let the pokemon go. Skiddo slowly stood up and walked around. "Wow! It feels so much better. Thanks a lot...ummm." Ernest chuckled as he put the jar back in his bag. "Ernest. Ernest Boughton. And you're welcome." Skiddo nodded and began to cry. Ernest sighed and gave him a hug. Suddenly, Ernest heard a rustling behind him. "Who's there?!" He yelled pushing Skiddo behind him. To Ernest and Skiddo's suprise, Celebi flew out of the bushes. "You. Are you the human known as Ranger?" She asked. Ernest groaned. "I am. Why do you want to know?" He asked. Celebi smiled at Skiddo. "If you are telling me the truth, then I need your help." She said. Ernest raised his eyebrow. "I need you to become a slave to a young pokemon...and restore this world to its former glory." She said. Ernest sighed. "Funny. You seem to care about your world. About damn time." He said. Celebi sighed. "If I had a nickel for every time I heard that one." She said. Ernest chuckled. "Look. If you really want my help...then you got it. I'm getting annoyed living in a world like this." He said. Celebi smiled. "I really appreciate it." She said beginning to fly away. "Oh and, enjoy your new slave my little grass type." She said. And with that, she was off. Ernest got confused. "Wait. She already had someone in mind?" He asked. "Um yeah...me." Ernest turned around and noticed a slave license around his neck.
"Yep. I should've known." He said picking up his bag. "So...what now?" Ernest asked looking at Skiddo. "Why are you asking me?" He asked. "You're the master remember? I'm supposed to do whatever you want. At least that's how it works anyways." Said Ernest. Skiddo sighed and pushed the button on his license causing a collar to appear on Ernest's neck. "I don't know. Let's just find somewhere to rest." He said. Ernest sighed and shook his head. "This is going to be a long mission." He said. Skiddo looked at him. "Are you going to be this way the way the whole time?" He asked. Ernest smiled. "At first. But as more tasks are thrown my way I'll be too busy to care." He said. Skiddo smiled. "You're a weird one." He said. Ernest looked at him and laughed. "Whatever. You wanna get going...Master Skiddo." He asked. Skiddo groaned and began to walk. Ernest followed him. "Hey. I know I'm your master but...can I ask you something?" Skiddo asked after awhile. "Sure." Said Ernest. "Back when I was a slave, we had to do grueling work. They gave us ten minute breaks for every six hours we worked. Everyday they would give us an amazing breakfast...but then we had to eat and drink our own waste the rest of the day. The mothers and fathers would give the children their food in exchange for feeding them their waste. It wasn't easy." Ernest waited for Skiddo to continue but he never did. "That's...not a question." He said. "Huh? Oh yeah...right. Anyways...I've had to feed my parents for three years...and I'm still used to doing it. So...my question is..." Ernest looked at him. "You want to know if I mind eating your waste...is that it?" He asked. Skiddo nodded and waited for his answer. "No. I don't mind at all." Said Ernest. Skiddo gasped and looked at him. "Then...can I start right now?" He asked. Ernest smiled and nodded.
Skiddo waited for Ernest to lay down and looked at him. "You ready?" He asked Ernest nodded and watched as his butt came into view. Skiddo looked back at him as he slowly lowered his butt down on his face. Skiddo moaned as he felt his butt engulf Ernest's face. Ernest sniffed around and tried to get a feeling for the smell of his butt. FSSSSSST! Ernest sniffed his fart without a problem. FRRRRRRRRRT! BRRRRRRRRRRNT! Ernest groaned and wrapped his arms around Skiddo's back. Skiddo groaned as the pressure in his stomach was slowly disappearing. BRRRRRRRRRRNT! BRRRRRAAAAAAAAP! Ernest sniffed his fart and waited for Skiddo to continue. Skiddo looked back at him and smiled. "Are you okay? I can get up if you want." He said. *Don't worry about it. I'll be fine." Said Ernest. Skiddo gasped. *Yes, I'm a telepath. I have been for the past eight years.* Said Ernest. Skiddo farted in Ernest's nose again. Ernest sniffed his fart and began to give his butt a few licks. Skiddo gasped and moaned as Ernest's tongue washed over his tailhole. Skiddo groaned and pushed another fart into Ernest's face. Skiddo's farts were beginning to get to him. Skiddo looked back at him again. "They're getting to you. I can tell." He said. *You're right. They're getting to me. Just keep going.* Said Ernest. "If I keep going I'm not going to stop. I'm only going to ask one more time...do you want to stop for now?" Ernest looked in the eye. *I'll be fine. Keep going.* He said. Skiddo looked away and farted in his mouth. FRRRRRRRRRRNNNNT! Ernest licked his tailhole and waited for him to continue. BRRRRAAAAP! FRRRRRRRT! Ernest groaned and licked his tailhole again. Skiddo groaned as even more pressure disappeared. Ten minutes later and Skiddo still wasn't done farting.
Ernest was in hell...not that he would ever admit it. Skiddo occasionally looked back at him to see if he was still concious. Suddenly, Ernest felt a log of shit touch his tongue. Skiddo grunted and began to push it down Ernest's throat. Ernest gave his tailhole another lick. Skiddo groaned and pushed another log down Ernest's throat. Ernest swallowed each log as they were pushed into his mouth. Five minutes later, Skiddo pushed the last bit of poop into Ernest's mouth. Ernest ate it and began to clean his butt. Once he was done, Skiddo slowly got up. Ernest sat up instantly and began to gasp for air. "I tried to warn you. But still, I'm surprised you haven't already passed out." Said Skiddo. Ernest looked at him and smiled. "I'm a tough bastard to knock out." He said. Skiddo smiled and laid down next to him. They sat there for awhile when Skiddo spoke up. "You do realize that you're going to be under my ass whenever we aren't walking...right?" He asked. Ernest laughed and stroked his butt. "Yeah I know. That's fine with me." He said. Skiddo chuckled and looked at him. Ernest looked up at the sky and saw that it was getting dark. "Come on. There's a group of trees that contain a hole in them. We can sleep in one of them." Skiddo said getting up. Ernest got up and followed him. They entered one of the holes and Ernest put his bag down. "Hey. If you're going to be under my ass most of the time, you've got to build a resistance to my farts." Said Skiddo. Ernest looked at him. "Okay how?" He asked. Skiddo smiled and turned around. "Easy. I'm gonna leave you in my ass for the night. And maybe even the next morning, I haven't really decided on that yet." He said. Ernest looked at him and nodded. He then walked over to him and put his head underneath his tailhole.
Skiddo moaned as he felt Ernest's head enter his tailhole. Skiddo flexed his tailhole in order to try and push Ernest in deeper. Meanwhile, Ernest was trying not to gag from the smell. Ernest felt his shoulders getting sucked into Skiddo's ass. "Oh yeah! You feel really amazing in there." Skiddo said trying to suck him deeper into his butt. Ernest couldn't help but smile as he licked the inside of his ass. Skiddo gasped in pleasure as he felt Ernest's tongue clean the inside of his ass. It wasn't long before Ernest's torso and hands were sucked into Skiddo's ass. "A little bit deeper." He said. Ernest felt him back up and tried to figure out what he was doing. Ernest got his answer when he felt his feet touching the wall. Skiddo kept backing up until Ernest's legs were in his butt. Once Skiddo was done, only Ernest's feet were showing. "That settles it. You're definitely staying in there until the next morning." He said. Ernest laughed and licked his butt again. "Now then...ngh! Hang on. A little bit more." BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRNNNNNNNNNT! "Ahhhhhh! There we go. Sniff it all up." Skiddo said beginning to fall asleep. Ernest couldn't hear him. That fart messed up his hearing. And his sense of smell and taste. Not even a minute in his ass and Ernest had fallen asleep...or passed out. It all depends on which one he is willing to admit.
To be continued...