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[b][u][center]Experiments with Pokémon 1[/center][/u][/b]

[b][u][center]For Catsithx[/center][/u][/b]

[b][u][center]By Draconicon[/center][/u][/b]

Dale grunted as he dragged himself under the latest piece of rubble. It dragged across the small of his back despite his best efforts to stay flat to the ground, and he hissed as it scraped him through his jacket.

“Zan…”

His Zangoose muttered under her breath, somewhat sympathetic, but he knew she was trying to get him to hurry up and get to the other side as much as anything else. There was only so long that she could help prop it up, and she needed to get through, too.

He wiggled through a little faster, getting to his feet on the other side and grabbing the top corner of the large chunk of concrete. He couldn’t lift it, but he could keep it braced.

“Alright…alright, come on.”

The weight increased after a moment, and he huffed as he threw himself against the concrete to keep it from falling down. A wriggling red and white Pokémon popped through the gap underfoot, and as soon as she was through to the other side, he dropped the rubble. It hit the ground, cracked the floor and itself, and he stumbled backwards, huffing for breath.

Saber looked up at him, shaking her head, and he rolled his eyes.

“Come on. You’re a Pokémon. I’m a human. There’s a strength difference there.”

“Zaaaaaan.”

She rolled her eyes back at him, and he stuck his tongue out at her. After that, they both smiled, shaking their heads as they looked down the long hallway ahead.

“So, what do you think? Room by room, or straight for the lab?” he asked.

The Zangoose pointed straight ahead, only to jump as the whole place started rumbling. Dale nodded.

“Yeah, I’m with you on that one. Let’s go.”

It was a bit stupid to be raiding a lab like this just after an earthquake, but considering the earthquake was the only reason that the lab had come to light in the first place, Dale knew better than to wait. One of the aftershocks could sink it down to the underground again, and it’d be a hell of a lot easier to dig his way out of it than it would be to dig his way down to it. Besides, there might be other scavengers coming around if they waited for much longer.

[i]And besides, it’s not like there’s anyone here to really stop me…[/i]

They jogged down the barely-lit hallway, most of the lights out but here and there one still had electricity running to it. The whole facility seemed to be on its last legs, and no surprise. It was like the whole thing had been thrown upwards by the earthquake, forced to surface like a breaching whale from the sea. When the ceiling had ripped through the earth, he had been sure that he was seeing things, but as the earthquake went on, ripping it open as much as it ripped the earth open, he’d been forced to admit that it was real, alright.

Hopefully, it’d be a real payday, as well.

[i]No way that anyone other than Team Rocket has a buried facility like this,[/i] he thought, glancing at the rooms they passed whenever they were open. Wrecked, the lot of them. [i]Nobody else needs to hide what they’re doing like this.[/i]

And that meant that he had every right to salvage anything that he could get his hands on down here. He’d found a couple of illegal-looking pokéballs in one of the labs, but since then, most of the place had been wrecked. The earthquake had hit the whole thing hard, the labs jostled, most of them spilling rather dangerous-looking chemicals, and some of them were wrecked beyond repair. No money from parts, these days.

But there might be something in the main lab. Every Rocket lab had a similar layout, meaning that they had a lot of structural reinforcements in the core to make sure whatever they were working on didn’t have a way to escape. The ruins of the Mewtwo Lab on Cinnabar had been proof enough of that, and every other lab he’d been in had taken inspiration from that one.

[i]Curling hallway, cameras – busted, thankfully – and a few traps that always require the same key…[/i]

Which he had a copy of, as a good explorer. Saber carried it, the Zangoose climbing on his shoulders to slide it into the hidden slot near the ceiling, and they were making good progress as they kept moving forward.

Eventually, they found the core. The walls were cracked, and it was definitely damaged, but for once, the doors seemed to be properly slotted together. There was none of the half-on-track stuff that they had been dealing with on the security doors further back. That, plus the fact that the cameras were actually turning to look at them, meant that this part of the facility had been spared the worst of the earthquake’s destructive power.

He walked up to the door, tapping it with his knuckles.

“Feels like they’ve got it locked down tight.”

“Goose.”

“Yeah. Whatever’s in there, they really didn’t want getting out.”

Which meant that it was either very valuable or very dangerous. Knowing Team Rocket, it could easily be both. He rubbed the back of his head, only to jump a bit as the ground shook beneath them. Not a full-fledged quake, but definitely enough to qualify as an aftershock. The facility rumbled around them, and one of the cameras further down the hall fell off the wall.

Whatever they were going to do, they’d need to do it quickly.

He slid his fingers into the slit at the middle of the doors, dragging his fingernails into the gap until he was able to find a slightly looser segment. It took some time, considering just how tight it was, but eventually, he found one spot where it wasn’t quite clicking together. Nodding to himself, he kept his hand there to mark the place, then held his hand down for Saber.

The Zangoose climbed up his arm, and then slid her claw into place. As soon as she got it open a bit further, he was able to get both hands in place, and they were able to pull it open, bit by bit, inch by inch.

Finally, it was done.

Grunting, they stepped into the lab, almost falling forward. The core lab might have been spared the worst of the shaking and rattling and rolling, but it still had been rattled about to some degree. There was debris all over the floor, and half of the computer consoles had been shattered, sending glass everywhere.

“Stay up here,” Dale muttered, stepping around the immediate wreckage of the handrailing around the room. “I don’t want to be picking glass out of your paws all night long.”

The Zangoose nodded, pulling back to keep the door open so that they had a proper escape. That was good enough for him, and he made his way over to the center of the room.

It still had one big tube in a standing position, one that loomed over the rest of the room. It was filled with a bright green fluid, something that glowed and obscured the silhouette that rested in the middle. Dale cocked his head to the side, surprised that it looked so close to human size and shape; he’d been expecting something a bit more bestial, he guessed, more like other Pokémon.

That said, it did have a tail, so perhaps there was something more to it.

[i]Here’s hoping that there’s – oh thank heavens, there’s a drain button…[/i]

Leaning over the console and tapping it, the room filled with a burbling noise, one that only got louder and louder the longer that it went on. He leaned back, looking up at the green goo as it started dropping, nodding to himself.

[i]Might not be something we can sell, but it’ll be something useful, I bet.[/i]

If nothing else, it’d be more evidence that the Rockets were still out there, still operating, and still causing no end of trouble. He imagined that the police would like to have that. Sometimes, they were even able to use it.

The green goo dropped further, further, further, until the tip of a tail could be seen. He blinked as he recognized both the pink color and the way that it swooped out just like one of the more normal Pokémon that he’d seen in the wild.

[i]That’s…weird…[/i]

And yet, it got weirder as the goo slipped away from the head of whatever it was in the tube. It looked like a pointed-faced Pokémon, one of the Eevee-lutions, but it was bigger than any of them could be. It was the pink-furred face of an Espeon, and he blushed a bit as he saw its ears twitching.

No, [i]her[/i] ears twitching, he realized as the goo dropped to chest level. There were definite breasts, there, ones that could easily fill one’s hands, and he blushed as he imagined what it would be like to –

[i]No, no, she’s a Pokémon, not a person. That’s just wrong.[/i]

He put it out of his head for the moment, even as his eyes traced along the body in front of him. She was definitely bipedal, considering that she had actual hands rather than paws, and she had definite, um, human-ish parts between her legs. No cookie-shaped pussy down there, but rather a humanoid slit.

Her legs ended in paws, and looking at her, he imagined that she’d be nearly as tall as him, if one didn’t count the ears. Taller with them. God, the idea of her walking naked beside him –

No, no, no, it was not time to think of stuff like that. It was time to figure out what the hell she was.

[i]Is there some sort of record on these computers?[/i]

After some rummaging around, Dale managed to find something in the computers around the tube. There was a series of notes that were kept through different experiments, and he pressed his pokedex up against the machine, allowing the information to transfer. If nothing else, it’d give him something to read while they waited for the cops to come.

Just as he was getting ready to open the tube, however, another aftershock hit. He screamed in shock, falling backwards half a step before bracing himself, but the shaking kept going.

“Zan! Zangoose!”

“Yes, yes, the whole thing is collapsing, I know!”

Dale shook his head. The smart thing would be to get out while the getting was good. The thing in the tube was probably some sort of dangerous experiment, something that they would be better off leaving behind. That was the way that it always went with these sorts of things. They were made to cause trouble, and he had enough of that right then.

But at the same time…

He looked up at the half-human Pokémon again, looking at the way that it had been turned from animal into semi-person. It had the ears and tail, it had the form and shape, but it walked on two legs, and it might even have a brain to it that allowed it to think and speak like a person.

Not that leaving a Pokémon behind was a good idea, either, but…

“Fuck it…”

Dale hit the button, the machine shakily opening the tube. The bipedal Espeon inside fell out, landing in his arms, and he threw her over his shoulder. Saber waved for him to run, and he did.

As soon as they hit the hallway, the facility shook worse than ever, and Dale realized that the whole thing was starting to sink beneath the earth again. He and Saber shared a look, and he nodded towards the ceiling.

“Get digging.”

#

The earth burst overhead, and the Zangoose gasped for air. She dragged herself out of the hole, and then reached down, pulling the pink-furred form of the Espeon creature out, and then pulling her master out afterward. Dale was half-limp as he hit the ground, groaning under his breath as he rolled onto his back.

“Fuck…fuck…”

He panted for air, sucking it down like it was blessed water in a desert. That had been way, way too close, and he doubted that they’d ever have something that close again without getting killed by it. Glancing at the hole out of the corner of his eye, he stared down the dark chasm, knowing that the end of it was now a much sharper drop than it had been. The facility had suddenly fallen out from behind them, and he had been forced to grip onto the dirt, making handholds for himself while waiting for his Zangoose to dig up to the surface.

But they were safe now. They were safe.

Dale slowly sat up, pulling his pokedex back out of his pocket. He flicked it open, tapping a few buttons to bring up the files that he had drawn out of the computer.

[i]Let’s see what this thing is…[/i]

Saber leaned up against him, looking over his shoulder as he scrolled through the text on his screen. It was small-print and some of it was definitely scientist gobbledy-gook, but he could make out enough to whistle at what they’d managed to liberate from the underground lab.

It was a half-human, half-Pokémon organism, something that had been made with several possible intentions. From what he read, it had initially been meant as a weapon, and then shifted over to be more of a thief when it was discovered that the body was too fragile to really stand up to any accidental hits. The psychic powers that the creature had been suggested to be useful in stealing Pokémon and worse from people, but even that had been scrapped in the long run.

The eventual use of the creature seemed to be personal gratification, and as he looked at the unconscious Espeon, he wasn’t entirely surprised. There were a number of trainers that hid the guilty secret that they had sex with their Pokémon, and there were those out there that paid other trainers to have sex with their Pokémon. It wasn’t a good thing, but everyone knew someone that was stupid enough to do it.

That said, he was surprised that they were willing to sink that much money and effort into making a Pokémon that was part human to do that with. He imagined that it would be difficult to control them, to say the least, and if they had even a fragment of Pokémon power, that would lead to them causing problems, unless –

He flicked the screen down a few pages, then sighed.

“Yep…command prompts…”

Trigger words, more accurately. They were meant to keep the Pokémon in question under control, to make sure that they didn’t cause problems for those that were keeping an eye on them, or using them. And this one had a [i]lot[/i] of commands…some of them rather explicit, as well, considering what the definitions were. Even Saber blushed at some of them.

Shaking his head, he leaned back against one of the still-standing trees around him, reading more of the information on the dossier.

It was like he was finding a whole new criminal underworld with this thing, and he wasn’t sure that he felt comfortable with that. The Espeon woman had been made as a custom order for someone, perhaps one of the richer scientists in the lab, or perhaps for one of the execs that ran Team Rocket. Either way, she had been commissioned for a great deal of money, and for all that he could see, it had been wasted. They had lost her.

And he had gained her.

[i]…It’s a really good thing I’m not an asshole, isn’t it?[/i]

Dale shook his head as he closed his pokedex, looking down at the experimental subject once more. She was still sleeping, still showing no signs of being awake. She barely looked alive, save for her chest rising and falling from time to time, and even that was slower than the average heartbeat.

He looked at Saber.

“Do you think we should wake her up?”

There was no answer. Not that he could really understand the Zangoose, admittedly, but she was so expressive that it was hard not to guess at some of her statements. This time, she just gave him a level stare.

“Come on. You know that she’s going to need help.”

And that was probably a reason to leave her knocked out, take her somewhere safe, instead. Sure, he wouldn’t get paid money for her, but…

He looked down at her again, and he thought about it again. There were plenty of people out there that slept with Pokémon, and there were people out there that would sleep with this girl, too. That meant that he would have to be very careful who he handed her in to, and that might not be possible with their limited contacts.

[i]She could end up getting raped, or worse.[/i]

And since he was the one that had rescued her, it would be entirely down to him that it had happened in the first place. He’d be the one to blame, she’d be the one to suffer. Dale sighed, rubbing his forehead.

“Great…we’re going to have to take care of her until she gets back on her feet, aren’t we?”

“Goose.”

“Alright…let’s see what we can do here. What’s the activation word again?”

He flicked the screen back on, going down to the trigger words. He found the trigger word, but made sure that he knew the other ones, too. Just because he [i]could[/i] make her do things didn’t mean that he should. Shaking his head, he sat back from the Espeon, and muttered the trigger phrase.

“Hot and ready.”

As soon as the last word left his mouth, the Pokémon sat up. She looked at him, she smiled, and she reached out to touch his face. He leaned back, only to feel a strange grip on the back of his head, something keeping him pinned in place.

“Master. I am yours.”

“…What?” he whispered.

“Master. I am yours.”

And then she leaned in, and kissed him. It was the most awkward, hottest kiss that he had ever had, but it was nothing compared to what happened next.

It was like he was in a daze, pulled forward so that he was looming over her. Her pink fur was glistening in the sunlight, and it was impossible for him to look away from her. It was like looking at what he had most wanted in all his life, and his thoughts fled from him as she dragged him over her body. His cock throbbed in his pants as she pressed her hips up against him, and he shivered as she didn’t even use her hands to unzip him. She used her mind.

The telekinesis was rubbing him from head to toe, gently pulling him closer and closer, stimulating him with little grips to his ass, to his nipples, to his balls, to his cock. Soon, his shaft was out and free, the tanned flesh dripping from the tip already as she pulled him closer and closer.

He found out how wet she was, and he groaned under his breath as she started to roll her hips against him, encouraging him to come yet closer, to allow himself to slide into her slit. The feeling of warmth waiting for him was so tempting –

BAM!

And just like that, he was sent rolling to the side. He groaned as he hit the ground, barely able to catch Saber before she could roll over the other side, and Dale sat up, panting for breath as his mind came back to him.

That had been…scary. His thoughts had been drained right out of his head, his cock in control while he’d been staring at her. The Espeon’s mental powers were a great deal stronger than the files had suggested; he’d thought that they’d moved her from being a thief/agent because she was weak, not because she was lusty.

Squeezing his Zangoose in thanks, he turned back to the strange hybrid, only to see her staring at him with a bit of surprise. She opened her mouth, then closed it, then opened it again, obviously having changed her mind about what she wanted to say.

“Master? Did I do something wrong?”

“Um…kind of?”

He looked at Saber, who glared at him and poked his cock. He blushed and zipped up again, putting it away, only to feel something gripping him as soon as he did. Dale turned back to the Espeon hybrid, shaking his head.

“Stop that.”

“I thought Master was interested in…pleasure.”

The way that her eyes glinted when she said it, he knew that she was as interested in it as she wanted him to be. Suddenly, he was quite sure that turning her in somewhere wouldn’t be rape. At least, not for her. She was as interested in it as any teenage boy he had ever seen would have been.

The problem is, she had the power to make it happen, as she’d just proved. Something in her had given her the power to overwhelm his mind for a moment, and he knew that she’d do it again if she decided she didn’t want to wait for what she craved. He pulled up his pokedex again, flicking through the info files.

There was a trigger that would make her ‘safe’ around him, more obedient. He was loathe to use it, but better some temporary obedience rather than worrying about her causing a scene at the wrong time, right?

“Under-heel.”

And the Espeon immediately stopped looking at him so flirtatiously. Instead, she cocked her head to the side, looking more curious than anything. She started to gesture at him, only to stop before her arm was fully extended. As she looked at herself, almost like she was surprised, he looked at her, studying her in a way that he couldn’t have done down in the lab.

He realized that she had more than just the split tail tip of an Espeon. She also had a great deal of fluffy secondary tails, shorter, but wider, fluffing out her hips and making her look curvier than she was. Not that she was flat or boxy, but they added to it in a way that expanded that drastically. Her face was more dog-like than an Espeon would normally be, and she had purple hair among the fur on the top of her head, giving her a vaguely human shape to that part of her.

The discontinuity was as strange for him as the sudden loss of her power over him was to her, he imagined. They had both been left at a loss, and it took Saber giving him a shove again to get him to actually do something.

“Sorry. I’m still…figuring this out.” Dale cleared his throat, stepping forward to offer his hand. “My name is Dale.”

“…No. You’re Master.” She smiled. “But I can call you Master Dale, if you like.”

“…If you have to, I guess.”

“I do.” She shook his hand, sitting cross-legged and showing off her sex more than ever. “My name is Delta.”

“Um, hi, Delta. Do you, um, do you want some clothes?”

“I don’t think I need them.”

“You are showing off a lot.”

“Is that a problem?”

“Well, um…”

“Goose!”

Delta turned her attention to the Zangoose, and she shook her head with a smile.

“Don’t worry. I’m not going to hurt him.”

“…Goose-Zan?”

“Yes, I can understand you. I am psychic, after all.”

Dale and the Zangoose looked at each other, exchanging a raised eyebrow. The fact that there was someone that could understand other Pokémon like that wasn’t unknown; in fact, most Psychic types had the chance to talk to their trainer, given a little time. However, someone that was still so human being able to do it was rather…different.

Dale knelt down by her again, looking her in the eye. That was rather hard with her breasts on display, particularly the way that she smiled and seemed to flaunt them, but he managed it. Mostly.

“Why did you want to have sex?”

“You’re the master. That means that you get plenty of pleasure from me…and I want to give it.”

“Is it going to hurt you?”

“Why would it? I doubt you’re that well-endowed.”

“I meant…it’s not going to get you pregnant, is it?”

“Not unless you say the right phrase.”

“I’m going to need to study this list.”

“Or…you can study me, instead.”

“Uh…not today, thanks.”

He started to stand up, but she pulled him down, instead, making him kneel beside her. She leaned in, her breasts almost right in his face, and she smiled at him as she slowly pushed him further and further down. He didn’t have much of a choice except to drop under her, to fall on his back and stare at her as she rolled her hips over his.

“Come on…what’s the matter…it’s just a little fun…”

Her telekinesis came back into play, pulling his zipper back down, and this time, she rolled her ass back to meet his cock, trapping it between her thighs, the head right against her slit.

“It’s only one time tonight…you know that you could have anything you like…My mouth…my ass…my pussy…”

And as she slid it along his cock, he couldn’t help but groan in need, his body heating up and his cock throbbing hard as he felt just how eager she was for him. Whoever had programmed this part of her had done a damn good job of making her one hell of a seductress. She was hitting every button that he had, and it was doing a good job of making him forget about all the consequences.

“Just let me give you some pleasure, Master…it’s what I’m good for…”

And just like that, she slipped his cock inside of her, and he gasped at the sudden heat that surrounded him. It was so much more than just using his hand, and a hell of a lot different to a mouth…particularly a human one. God, she was hot, wet, and ever so willing as she started riding him, swaying her hips from side to side as she went up and down.

Up and down.

Up and down.

His eyes were drawn to her sex, to where they met. He kept watching his cock sliding into her, watched as she sucked him in. The way that her fur ground against his crotch was just different enough to hold his attention, too, but that pleasure…

It didn’t take long for her juices to have him soaked from tip to base, and he could feel some of it dripping down on his balls. It was pure pleasure, and he groaned as he sunk his fingers into the earth, not daring to grab her because he didn’t know what he’d do. He didn’t know if he could trust himself.

Bounce, bounce, bounce. Each time she slammed down, he could feel some of her juices splashing out against him, soaking his crotch, soaking him. Every time that she pulled upwards, his cock scraped against her inner walls, the ridges inside tickling and teasing his shaft, milking him of pre-cum. He moaned, leaning his head back, gasping for breath as she kept riding him, starting to pick up the pace as she leaned forward and pressed her hands against his shoulders.

She was panting too, he realized, and she was moaning with him. Her breasts bounced every time that she slammed down on him, and she was picking up the pace even further. Her hips jackhammered against him, and even if he wanted to take control, he doubted that he could have given himself any more pleasure than she already was.

[i]God…she’s…perfect…inside…[/i]

It was hard not to feel bonded to her already, hard not to feel a need for that pussy. He was right on the edge, feeling her twitching around him, feeling her tails stroking his legs, feeling her pressing herself harder and harder against his cock. Everything that would have told him that a human woman was interested in him was flashing before his eyes, and she was doing it, and it was impossible to hold back.

“NNnngh!”

Dale arched his back, and Delta went still as he came, flooding her from below. She squeezed on him, doing impossible motions with her pussy as if she wanted to milk him for everything that he had. Perhaps she did, but it meant that the orgasm went on for far longer than usual, to the point where he felt like he had been completely used up, his balls feeling dry and empty.

He slumped down as the Espeon hybrid slid off of him, and she smiled at him, sticking her tongue playfully.

“I didn’t think it would be that quick.”

“Mmmph…”

“Does Master Dale need a break before going a second time?”

“I need a [i]night[/i] before going a second time.”

“You need training.”

“Nnngh…”

He rolled over, pulling his pants up as much as he could, and Saber growled at Delta until the hybrid left him alone. His Zangoose helped him upright, so he could sit at all, and he rested his face in his hands.

[i]Well, this is going to be fucking hard…[/i]

Looking at Delta, it was clear to him that she was going to need some help in this world. She was too innocent outside of sex, too focused on what she could do to get other people off, and that meant that she’d be willing to do whatever she was told, as long as it meant that she might get sex.

And if there was someone that ever found out what the list of commands were, it could lead to horrible abuse.

He groaned as his cock throbbed again at the idea of having her service him, but just thinking of her being reduced to that when he didn’t know her…no. He had to treat her as a person. If he could educate her, show her how to be a person rather than a sex toy, then maybe he could make it work. It would let her show how she was more than just her purpose at creation, and then –

“It doesn’t bother me, being a sex toy.”

Whipping his head around, Dale stared at the Espeon woman. She chuckled at him, sitting down with her knees pulled against her breasts.

“What? I’m psychic, remember?”

“I didn’t think that you could read my mind, though.”

“Oh, I can see everything, Master Dale.”

“…Everything?”

She smiled.

“Everything.”

[i]…This just got really awkward…[/i]

[b][u][center]The End[/center][/u][/b]