A Trainer in Kanto - Maternal Instincts
Jake comes across a disheartened Nidoqueen who desires something her kind just can’t obtain. Jake decides to remedy that... via some interesting roleplay of sorts.
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Jake walked through the grasslands, continuing his quest to gather himself a Pokémon harem. Even after the couple hours that had passed since his meeting with Hestia and Ember, he felt amazing. Obviously, the sex was one part, but the other was the fact that he actually came out on top for the first time. Bella and Cass both dominated him in their own rough ways, and while he did in fact like it, he did find himself wanting some more gentle company. He figured he’d probably ask them to go more easier on him the next time he brought them out. Lucky for him, he was about to find the gentle company he’d been desiring…
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Not long after, Jake heard something he didn’t expect to hear all the way out in the wilderness: crying. It was the soft kind of crying one might hear if someone was truly hurt. It sounded like it was coming from underneath a lone tall tree a few dozen meters away. Jake made his way towards it, wondering just who or what could be crying… and why, for that matter? As he rounded the tree, he finally saw the source of the crying, which Jake now realized was in a meek feminine voice. It was a four foot tall reptilian Pokémon with blue and cream scales, a rather plump build, and spikes running down her back. Spined ears lay back against her blunt head. Claws were clasped over the top of it. A rather stumpy tail slowly swayed in the grass underneath her. Jake recognized her as a Nidoqueen, an all-female species of Poison type Pokémon.
“Excuse me?” asked Jake, hoping to calm her down. The Nidoqueen practically jumped in surprise at his voice, whipping her head to face him.
“A human?” she asked in confusion. Her voice sounded rather sweet in Jake’s ears.
“Yeah, a human with a Pokémon translator, the name’s Jake,” said Jake quickly. He was going to have to explain that every time, wasn’t he? “Sorry to surprise you and all, but… why are you crying? What’s wrong?”
“It’s… something really stupid. I don’t think you’d be able to help.” said the Nidoqueen as she blushed and turned away. Jake may have been corrupted into being horny for Pokémon, but that didn’t mean he had to be a douche. An unexplainable urge to help this girl in need, even if she wasn’t human, washed over Jake.
“Even if I can’t help you, I at least want to try. So can you please tell me what’s wrong?” he said as he put a hand on her shoulder. The Nidoqueen sighed and turned to face him, revealing an absolutely massive pair of what looked suspiciously like human breasts: cream-colored and bountiful scaly tracts of land sans nipples, looking so very soft to the touch. They had to be D-cups, at least.
“I’m a Nidoqueen,” said the Pokémon, snapping Jake back to the task at hand. “Which means all of us are female. But for some reason, our biology doesn’t allow us to breed and produce offspring. I’ve given up on trying to breed. All I want are children of my own.”
Jake felt sorry for the Nidoqueen’s plight, and he very quickly came up with a solution to both their problems…
“What if… I be your metaphorical child?” asked Jake. It sounded stupid as soon as he said it. Why that!?
“Really? What do you mean?” asked the Nidoqueen in confusion, tilting her head in a cute manner.
“I mean, if you join my team, you can coddle and dote on me as if I was your child.” said Jake with a mental wince.
“You’d do that for me?” asked the Nidoqueen, her ears perking up and tail wagging like an excited dog.
“Sure,” said Jake. “But I also have something else that I want you to do, if you’re up for it.”
“What do you have in mind?” asked the Nidoqueen.
“I want you to… givemeaboobjob!” said Jake quickly, like the verbal equivalent of ripping off a band-aid. The Nidoqueen stared at the human in confusion again.
“A what?” she asked.
“A boobjob,” said Jake. He couldn’t believe it, he was having to explain a sex act to a Pokémon… which admittedly wasn’t all that surprising given his current goal. “Is when a male sticks his penis between the breasts of a female and proceeds to be stroked with them until orgasm. Sometimes the mouth comes into play, too. Of course, you’re reptilian, so this probably shouldn’t even be possible, but you’re also a Nidoqueen, so here we are. I don’t know, might be some biological evolution shenanigans.”
“Oh,” said the Nidoqueen before stopping to think for a moment. “Sure, why not? How should we do it?”
“I think I should lay down, and you should do the same with your boobs or plates or sacs or whatever they are (I’ll just call them boobs) level with my penis. Sound good?”
“Sure.” said the Nidoqueen as Jake laid down on his back and stroked himself to hardness, the Nidoqueen staring as he did so. Arousal soon took hold of her as she remembered past times she tried breeding. She never got tired of feeling a male’s stiff, hot, musky meat inside her cloaca.
“How does Regina sound for a name?” asked Jake as the Nidoqueen began to lay down herself.
“Sounds nice, but please,” said the newly named Nidoqueen, her eyes narrowing with alluring intent and voice dropping to a seductive purr. “Call me Mommy.” And with that, Regina enveloped Jake’s cock in her breasts. Jake moaned as their soft flesh began to rub up and down his rigid penis.
“Fuck,” moaned Jake as he added his hands to Regina’s, groping and increasing the pressure on him. “Whatever you say… Mommy.” The words did admittedly sound a bit strange the more Jake thought about it… so he figured to just not to. Let Regina have this moment of maternity. Regina, meanwhile, smiled and giggled at Jake’s words as she continued to titfuck him slowly. She loved the way her “child” moaned and how his cock twitched when rubbed the right way. Truth be told, she’d actually been teased by other Nidoqueens about her abnormally large breasts, but now, Regina was feeling quite proud of them. It did her good knowing they were able to bring a male such pleasure. Jake squeezed at them, loving how soft they were and how some excess practically oozed between his fingers.
“You think you could add your mouth?” asked Jake.
“What do you say?” asked Regina before flicking her tongue over the tip of his cock, if only to tease him and egg him on to answer correctly.
“Please?” asked Jake, Regina smiling in response.
“There’s a good boy.” crooned Regina before taking his tip into her mouth, drawing a sharp grunt from the human. Regina, taking note of his reaction, then began to slowly swirl her tongue over the tip, gently bobbing her head and squishing her snout into her cleavage as she did so.
“Fuck,” moaned Jake as he squirmed and bucked his hips, driving his cock deeper into Regina’s amazing mouth. The Nidoqueen withdrew with a small gasp at the unexpected sensation. “Mommy, I’m getting close! I want to cum on your tits!”
“Very well, my child,” crooned Regina as she resumed her gentle titfucking, watching how Jake moaned and bucked with rising intensity until finally, his penis throbbed as spurts of thick semen jetted from it, arcing slightly before landing in great ropes on Regina’s breasts. “Yes, that’s it. Good boy, just let it all out for Mommy…”
Jake panted heavily as Regina removed her breasts from around his spent cock and moved up his body to nestle his head between her cum-covered tits. Jake felt a sudden drowsiness wash over him as he savored the soft feel of her breasts around his face and the combined smells of her sweet scent and his own cum.
“Thank you, Jake.” crooned Regina as she stroked his hair affectionately.
“Thank you, Mommy.” said Jake a little dreamily.
“You don’t have to call me that anymore,” chuckled Regina. “But if you want to, that’s fine by me. Thank you for giving me some semblance of motherhood.” But her words weren’t being registered. She noticed a moment later that Jake had fallen asleep, both from being soothed from her treatment and the intensity of his orgasm. Regina smiled and joined him in his midday nap, happy and content that her life finally had meaning.