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The typhlosion was big for his kind, to say the least. A foot taller than his species average height, and 70 pounds heavier made him out to be a staggering 6'7'' and 245 lbs. A beast bred to fight in the arena for his master's glory. Truly an incredible specimen, a testament to the strength of fire type pokemon all over the world… that was currently curled up near the campfire. The orange burners on his shoulders slightly glowing and dimming with each relaxed breath he took.

Josh sighed wearily. “I wouldn't want to battle that thing," he thought to himself while he played with his marshmallow stick. He was never big into Pokémon battles. He remembered seeing a particularly violent match on TV when he was younger. He was awed and terrified of Pokémon after seeing it. The awesome power they had, like abilities that could change the climate, speed faster than the naked eye could follow, tackles that could shatter boulders. They really frightened and mystified him. After overcoming a fear of pokemon, he was a little proud that he could now even sit near this behemoth.

“Josh, your gonna burn the marshmallow to a crisp, man! You alright?"

He blinked a little, taken out of his train of thought by the light voice of his friend, Trish. He had known her from a business class he took a year ago. The two had reconnected in Goldenrod City, and she had offered to travel with him back to Azalea Town. Having no Pokémon of his own, Josh had accepted, excited to rough it for once.

“Shit," Josh said nonchalantly as he watched his marshmallow slide slowly into the fire with a sizzle.

Trish laughed and tossed him another. “Whatcha thinkin about?"

“I just… is he gonna stay out of his ball all night? I thought he'd go back in once he lit the campfire."

“Oh, Ol' Tin? Nah, he loves relaxing on calm nights like this. I'm sorry Josh, was he making you uncomfortable?"

“No no no, I was just curious, don't worry"

“Have a beer man, relax," Trish threw a can of Slowpoke Light over the fire at him. “Cheers bud, to more fun on the road!" She cracked her own can.

“Cheers Trish, thanks again." Josh cracked his can. He wasn't much of a drinker, but it couldn't hurt to have one or two. He took a sip of the chilled beer and tried not to grimace at its harsh taste. Slowpoke Light was famous for its relatively high alcohol content, gained at the cost of sacrificing its flavor.

“I know, it's not great, but hey, it's cheap!"

“Haha, yeah. Thanks again for taking me with you."

“Don't mention it! I haven't had this much fun in a while! After my team beat Clair, no one wanted to travel with me anymore!"

“Huh," Josh took another swill. “Why's that?"

“Beats me. Maybe I was cheering a little too hard when I took down some of her Pokémon. I don't know, it was a while ago."

“Well you can get intense sometimes."

“Is it wrong to be passionate??"

“Well, no, of course not!"

Trish laughed, cracking open another can. “What's new with you bud? Why are you going to Azalea Town anyway?"

“I'm taking a little break from my office job to meet up with a friend there. You could come hangout too, I'm sure he won't mind." Josh was a little surprised at how quickly Trish sucked down the beer. They should be safe though, both being of age, and being a little ways away from the footpath so as to not bother anyone.

“Hehe, and here I was thinkin that maybe you finally found a girlfriend," She teased him. “Yeah, why not, I'll hang out for a while. I got some cash and nothin to really do." She leaned back against the log she was resting on and took another gulp.

“Come on Trish, this has been my first real vacation in months! I just haven't had a lot of time until recently." Josh blushed a little and started fiddling with the tab on his beer. It wasn't like he hadn't thought about it, but right now for him, work and bills came first.

“You know," Trish said quietly, “the wind might pick up a bit more later on in the night." She glanced at him from across the campfire. “I wouldn't be opposed if you wanted to sleep in my tent a little later."

Josh stopped to look up and met her gaze. Trish's hazel eyes seemed to flicker in the light of the fire, highlighting the gold flecks in them. She took another sip and looked away, a light blush on her cheeks.

“Yeah…" he said, “that would be nice."

The typhlosion yawned between them, making Josh jump a bit. He had honestly forgotten the big lug was there, being too wrapped up in the conversation. Trish laughed at his reaction and stood up.

“I'm gonna grab some more to drink," she stretched, and walked over to her bag by her tent. “You want some?"

“Haha, sure." Josh replied, still a little embarrassed from his reaction.

“You want some too, Tin?" Trish asked, holding out a can to the Pokémon. The typhlosion rubbed his eyes with one of his paws.

“Wait, he drinks?"

“No, I'm just messing with him! He probably could if he wanted to, but he's super strict with his training. I think he thinks it will make him go soft or something." Trish shrugged and brought her bag over by her spot near the campfire.

“How do you know all that?"

She sighed and looked into the fire. “Even if they can't talk, if you've been around someone long enough, you get to know them."

“Pokémon are weird."

They both smiled and laughed together. The typhlosion looked back and forth between the pair, and laid his head back down with a sigh.

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“How many beers did you even bring?" Josh hiccuped. He was well into his 4th can of Slowpoke Light, and was really starting to feel bloated.

Trish laughed, “it was a bit of a bitch lugging them this way, but I don't always have a friend to talk to when I traveled, so I splurged a bit!" She was well into her 6th can. “It will sure be easier to hike tomorrow though, not having to bring em around with us."

Josh hiccuped again, “I just can't believe you had a 24 rack with you this whole time."

“I don't always have the extra company when I travel," Trish blinked slowly, plainly feeling the effects of the alcohol. “Blehhhhh, I'm going to go use the bathroom," she got up, staggering over to a nearby tree for support. “Titan!" She suddenly exclaimed, turning around.

The typhlosion's ears perked up as he lifted his head. He relaxed when he saw it was just his clearly inebriated trainer calling out to him, but stayed at attention.

“You keep Josh company until I come back, ya hear?" With that, Trish wandered away from the little campsite, intent on finding some privacy.

Josh was now feeling a little self conscious to be left alone with the large Pokémon. “Huh, so your name is Titan? Why does she call you Tin then?"

Titan sat up and looked over Josh. He blinked once, and shrugged his wide shoulders at the question. His trainer did what she wanted to, it didn't matter too much to him what she called him.

Josh stared stupidly at Titan. Now that he was sitting up, he could really see how much bigger the typhlosion was compared to him. The top of Josh's head only came up to Titan's shoulder, and Titan was slouching. He gazed at Titan's cream colored fur that ran along his front. It looked soft and plush, where the navy fur on his back seemed more coarse.

Titan huffed.

“Sorry…" Josh said quietly, “your fur just looks kind of soft." He turned back to the fire and had another sip. It was starting to get kind of awkward, just him and Titan alone. Josh wasn't accustomed to being around pokemon. It was a little intimidating. “I hope Trish comes back soon," he thought out loud.

He thought back to how Trish asked him to sleep with her later tonight. He signed audibly and closed his eyes. “Did she mean just lay down next to each other and sleep, or did she mean like, sex sleep?" He thought to himself. He was hoping for the latter, but he also didn't want to make assumptions. They were still traveling together after all, and it would suck if it was awkward for the rest of the trip.

Josh took another sip of his beer, lost in thought. He's had sex before, but it's been a little while. Trish was so cute too. She's short, but maintains her figure through her advanced training with her Pokémon. “Does she sleep with pajamas on? Or maybe she just sleeps in the nude?" Josh was starting to fantasize about Trish's naked body. He could see it in his mind, her toned stomach and muscular thighs straddling him. Begging him with her eyes to caress her breasts, leaning over him…

He opened his eyes, face to face with Titan. Looking into the typhlosion's ruby red eyes, he could hear his heartbeat in his ears. “Phlo," the pokemon huffed, lightly blowing back Josh's hair.

“How did you move so quietly," Josh scooted back on the ground, trying to get some breathing room between them. Titan crawled closer, sniffing the air.

“Ah, excuse me," Josh said, shying away as Titan loomed over him. He was blocking the light of the fire entirely as he crouched in front of Josh. The huge Pokémon sniffed the air louder and brought his nose closer to Josh's face.

Titan's breath felt warm washing over Josh. He brought his nose down and sniffed the top of his head. Josh involuntarily shuttered. Having the Pokémon this close was really making him uncomfortable. Titan's large paw was right next to Josh's side, the Pokémon was almost completely looming over him. Titan brought his nose fully into Josh's hair, sniffing loudly making Josh recoil.

“You- err…" Josh shied away from Titans sniffing. His nose traveled downward, smelling around Josh's ears, and reaching his neck. Josh kept trying to move away, but Titan was relentless. He was intrigued by the scent that Josh was giving off. He smelled different than he had a few moments ago.

Hoping Titan would just leave him alone once he got what he was looking for, Josh quit squirming about and let the Pokémon smell him. He shivered as the warm nose pressed against his neck. Waves of heat washed over him with the fire type in such close proximity. Titan stayed still over Josh, huffing in his scent. His nose could pick up the light, musky arousal Josh was emitting. There was a stronger source elsewhere along his scrawny body. Titan pulled back to look down at the human.

“O-okay, we good now buddy?" Josh asked hopefully. He just wanted this to be over with. Heart thumping in his chest, Titan was ruining the good feeling of the alcohol he had. His hopes of being left alone were dashed when Titan's nose returned, trailing down his chest and stomach, stopping briefly at where his belly button was located, and then zoning in on his crotch.

Josh blinked, trying to make sense of the situation. Here he was, sitting on the dirt by the campfire, with his friend's huge typhlosion sniffing the front of his jeans. He nervously looked to where Trish had exited. “Where did she go? Did it really take this long to go to the bathroom?" Josh thought to himself.

Titan was starting to get frustrated. Josh's jeans were covering the scent of arousal. Titan was no stranger to this smell, he had bred a ditto or two in his career, but this was different. The nervousness, a little fear, light musk, and lingering arousal. He huffed and made up his mind. He knew that Trish would be fine, she was more than capable of handling herself, and after all, she told him to keep Josh company. He huffed again, he was going to do a little more than just keep him company.

“W-w-w-wait!" He shouted in surprise as the typhlosion brought his claws to Josh's jeans. His leather belt snapped on Josh's waist, and the claws tore through the denim and underwear like a warm knife through butter, slicing the jeans down the outside of Josh's thighs. Looking satisfied with his work, Titan flexed his claws and went to reach for the square of denim left covering Josh's dick.

Frantically, Josh cupped his hands around his genitals, trying to preserve what was left of his pants. Titan looked into his face. “These were my only pair of pants!" Josh was flabbergasted.

Titan snorted in response, batting both Josh's hands and the remainder of his pants aside. The denim covering flopped down and Josh's hands were now out of the way, revealing his half erect cock. His nuts were starting to sag because of the heat the fire type was emitting. Josh didn't even feel the cool air on his genitals.

Titan shoved his nose right next to Josh's cock. Closing his eyes, he inhaled deeply. Bewildered, Josh's hands went up to Titans head, trying to push it away. Titan ran his tongue at the base of Josh's cock and at the top of his scrotum.

Josh held his breath, his hands gripping Titan's ears. Titan ran his warm tongue across Josh's nutsack slowly, looking up into his face without a hint of expression. Josh looked down, meeting Titan's eyes while the typhlosion bathed his nuts with his tongue, slowly soaking them with his saliva.

Before Josh knew it, his cock was standing at attention, barely 7 inches waving in front of Titan's nose. The typhlosion regarded it, and slowly brought his tongue up from the base to its head.

“Guh- umm…" Josh was really starting to get into this. He had never thought of Pokémon that way before, but this was kind of hot. Titan ran his tongue back and forth against Josh's cock again. It was hot both figuratively and literally, even making him sweat a little.

Titan pulled back and stood up to his full height, almost dwarfing Josh. He looked up at the huge Pokémon, and then back down. Directly in Josh's line of sight was Titan's throbbing red, tapered cock, thinner at the top, but almost as thick as a soda can by the base. His cream colored sheath was pulled taught around its base. Underneath, Titan's meaty, furred nuts swelled in his scrotum.

“Maybe this was going too far…" Josh thought, staring at nearly 11 inches of meat. Titan bent down and grabbed Josh with his paws right under his armpits. “Wait wait wait!" he yelped as he was manhandled and hoisted up to eye level with the typhlosion. Suspended only by Titan's strength now, Josh's tattered jeans fell around his knees. Titan plopped down in the dirt, sitting upright and jolting Josh around a bit as he did so.

Realizing that Josh's legs were not yet free from their denim prison, Titan brought Josh against his wide, soft chest, keeping one arm secure across Josh's back. With Josh supported and one paw free, he clawed through the last remains of the jeans with a single swipe. Josh, his face pressed against Titan's fur, had no choice in the matter and was forced to breathe in the thick musk of the typhlosion. It vaguely reminded him of a charcoal barbecue.

Once again, Titan manhandled Josh and started to lower him down to his cock. Josh looked down at the big cock under his dangling legs, and felt it stiffly prod into his rear. Titan rumbled deep in his chest, lifting and lowering Josh repeatedly, trying to find his asshole.

“Ah oh... ah ah…" the tip of Titan's cock danced around Josh's hole. It was not nearly lubricated enough to make an entrance. Starting to get frustrated, Titan got up and placed Josh back down on his feet. Josh's legs were too wobbly to balance on, and he stumbled back and fell ass first onto the dirt.

He turned around, facing away from Titan and got on his hands and knees to try to get back up. “Phlo," Titan grumbled. Josh stopped and looked behind him. Titan thumped down on all fours, his bulk really dwarfing Josh now. Directly behind him, Titan lowered his head to the exposed ass and gave his anus a slow, long lick.

Josh closed his eyes, relishing in the sensation of the warm muscle against his asshole. It felt a lot better than he had thought it would, having never even put a finger up there. Titan licked the rim a few more times, circling around the muscle before slowly pushing in. “C-careful," Josh shuttered quietly, feeling the foreign sensation of his asshole stretching.

He felt Titan wrap a big paw around his thigh as more of the fire type's tongue entered him. The breath on his ass felt like the steam off of freshly poured tea on his skin. Titan buried his tongue further and further into Josh's rectum, slowly stretching him.

Quickly, Titan pulled back, and Josh felt a heavy weight on his back. Warm, soft fur covered his lower back and ass, Titan's cock poked around Josh's thighs and balls. He felt Titan's arm and paw wrap around his chest, holding him snug against the fur. He planted his other paw in front of Josh's hand. He looked up to Titan's head, the typhlosion was covering him like a huge, heavy blanket. Titan's dick jerked on the edge of Josh's now stretched and lubricated asshole. He pushed forward.

“Ahhhh…" Josh hissed as Titan made himself known, pushing his haunches forward slowly. His dick jackknifed into Josh, stretching him out little by little. Josh spread his legs more, trying his best to alleviate the pain and ease Titan's entry.

Titan huffed in pleasure, about a quarter of his dick wedged inside the young man. Josh felt the hot rod seesaw back and forth, stretching and opening his anus. The furry ceiling above him rumbled. Josh was sweating profusely, lubricating his ass more. The precum squirting out of Titan's cock also helped wedge in more and more with every light thrust.

“Ah ah ah," Josh was actively panting, being claimed by half of Titan's dick, slipping back and forth in his asshole. Everything was so warm, his fur above and around him was plush and soft. Josh's own dick throbbed from the penetration. The air around them was permeated by the musk of mating. Titan's other arm reached back and Josh groaned, fully supporting the heavy Pokémon. He felt Titan's big paw close around his cock. The burners on Titan's shoulders were actively ablaze, amplifying the heat around the mating pair.

Titan gave a hard push, his nuts colliding with Josh's own. Josh yelped and clenched up. He felt the typhlosion's soft sheath against his anus, Titan's furred balls smothering his own. Titan murmured, his cock fully embedded within Josh, legs flush against his thighs.

He gave another deep thrust. The Titan's bulky hips collided with Josh's ass, pushing his body forward. He felt the paw that was holding him like a seatbelt to Titan's chest reposition to his shoulder. Still thrusting, Titan didn't push down, but rather let his weight slowly force Josh's chest to the down, causing him to raise his hips. Each thrust of Titan's meaty cock caused Josh's cock to rub into the paw gripping him. He was being dominated by the huge typhlosion.

Titan's nuts tapped against Josh's, the Pokémon thrusting in full, drawing his hips back and smacking into Josh's ass. Titan was panting now, the fire on his shoulders burning brightly, proof of their passion. The hot, thick cock in Josh was dripping precum in his ass, making the penetration as easy as possible. Between the smooth pounding and the rubbing paw, Josh was in heaven. He leaned down on his elbows, raising his ass higher for the rutting typhlosion.

Titan was feeling pretty close to heaven himself. The smaller human felt helpless in his paws. He looked down, seeing Josh sweat under him, his eyes were half open and his head was on the ground. He was looking off into the side, only feeling the pounding cock in his rear and the paw gripping his shaft. Titan wrapped his paw a little tighter around Josh's dick, feeling him shutter as he was stroked.

Josh groaned, starting to push his ass back into Titan's thrusts. No matter where he tried to move under Titan's weight, he was either pushing back at the cock, or forward into the paw that was rubbing him. He let out a weak moan.

“Wew! You wouldn't believe what happe- hey, what's that smell?"

A voice cut through the air and brought Josh snapping back to reality. “Titan, hey," he whispered and squirmed, frantically trying to get the Pokémon's attention. Titan was in a world of his own, thinking Josh squirming was only from the pleasure of their fucking.

“T-TITAN! JOSH! WHAT THE FUCK?" Trish shouted.

The original campfire died out now, only some smouldering embers remained. Littered across the campsite were empty cans of Slowpoke Light. Across from and in clear view was her Pokémon, his haunches resting on her friend's hips. Josh's lower body was obscured by the bulk of Titan. His chest and head were on the ground, face flushed deep as he looked over at where she was standing. His back was arched, and even though the typhlosion hid what was happening with his body and fur, it was clear to see he was hilted in Josh and giving him a reach around. His burners still aflame, Titan was also staring at Trish wide eyed.

“I- I- I," for the first time all trip, she was absolutely speechless. “Fuckin… cucked by my Pokémon?" She brought a hand to her head, her face turning white. Titan and Josh stayed stock still, continuing to look at her. She was swaying, unbalanced on her own two feet.

“I-it's not what you think!" Josh said, still underneath the typhlosion. Titan looked down and smirked a little at him, giving one solid thrust of his hips. Josh's mouth was open, and he let out a surprisingly high pitched squeak.

Trish's mouth fell open, absolutely shocked. Still swaying, the woman pointed at Titan, then at Josh, then back at Titan. “I- I'm gonna… gonna…" Trish clutched her mouth with both hands, burping, and ran back the way she came.

Titan and Josh were silent. They looked at each other. What were they even doing?

“P-phlo…"

For a Pokémon that couldn't speak, Titan sounded extremely awkward. His burners smoking lightly, Titan went to pull out of Josh. Pulling his hips back, the typhlosion sucked in his breath and stopped. He looked back down at Josh, cock still half way in his ass, and paw holding his still hard dick. Josh looked back up at him.

“What are you waiting for?" He asked, sounding strangely confident for the first time all night.

While Josh meant “what are you waiting for, let's stop and go to bed," Titan took it as “she'll be fine, let's keep going, what are you waiting for?" His burners relit.

“Ahah!!" Josh's body was pushed forward once again by the tapered shaft plunging back into his ass. Titan massaged Josh's cock as he mashed his hips forward harder than he had before. Josh clenched up, thinking everything was done, and surprised by the sudden thrust.

Titan leaned his weight down further, his other paw resting on Josh's hip, and continued to pound Josh's asshole. He was practically laying on Josh now. He wriggled his huge furred hips side to side, Josh groaning as he was pushed with him, cock rooted in his ass. One side of Josh's face was pressed against the cool ground, the other side was mashed in the soft, hot fur around Titan's upper chest. Titan rumbled, and Josh felt his whole world shake. Their passion picked up right where it left off.

Pulling his hips back and pushing his cock in deeper, Titan was back in heaven. He couldn't get enough of the grip Josh's ass had on his cock. Pounding the human, his human, beneath him, Titan knew that this wouldn't be the last time they copulated.

Josh felt Titan grip his cock tighter as the thrusting increased in tempo. He started to pump Josh's cock out of pace, but faster than the cock in his ass. Josh tried to wiggle his hips, attempting to get them away from the paws and fur. It was starting to get too much, his pleasure rising rapidly. The fur around Titan's crotch was matted with Josh's sweat, smacking repeatedly into his ass.

Josh huffed and groaned, pushing back against the typhlosion's cock. His balls pressed back into Titan's, trying to free his dick from the typhlosion's grasp. It was starting to get too good, he was in danger. He felt his balls start to rise, pressure building in them. “Ah ah ah ah…"

Titan moved his paw with Josh, keeping him locked in his embrace. Josh was panting now, his climax building. Titan could feel him clench a little more around his cock. Without warning, Titan stopped his pumping paw, maintaining his grip. He threw his hips back and forth, fucking Josh with his full length, holding him steady.

He couldn't take much more of this, Josh was at his limit. He cried out, clenching and cumming on Titan's paw. His dick throbbed hard, squirting his seed on the pads on Titan's palms. Titan gave one final thrust, burying his dick, balls and sheath flush against Josh's own balls and anus.

He unloaded his pent up cum deep in Josh's bowels with a deep growl, his burners exploding in fire and heat. The fire from Titan's shoulders reached high, around the tops of the trees around them. Josh felt the heat of the warm cum spread through his whole body. He counted one, two, then a third, final jet into him.

Spent now, cock still hilted, Titan slumped on top of Josh. The huge lug smothered Josh into the ground. Everything was warm and soft, Josh's eyes closed, exhaustion taking hold of him. Titan turned a little, just enough to wrap his arms around Josh. The warm, furred, soft arms of the typhlosion made Josh feel secure, as if he were in his own bed. The young man and Pokémon lay together peacefully, and blissfully fell asleep in the aftermath of their mess.

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Josh blinked awake, looking up at the blue ceiling of Trish's tent. He looked to his left and saw Trish on her side, fully clothed, an emotionless expression on her face, drooling out of the corner of her mouth. She blinked too, wincing at the sunlight flowing through the tent.

“Oh my fuckin head," she grumbled, covering her eyes with her hands. “What happened… last thing I remember was wandering in the woods and teaching a machamp how to drink tequila..."

Josh couldn't believe what he was hearing. Trish blacked out and didn't remember a thing! “Typ," Titan poked his big head in the tent flap. He got up early that morning and found Trish passed out in a nearby bush. He must have been eavesdropping. His navy ears perked up, looking down at this trainer.

“Ah, Tin, good… erk… morning. It feels like my fuckin head is about to split open," she muttered as she curled up on her side and clutched her temples. Trish's world was reeling, but only from a horrible, horrible hangover.

Titan looked down at Josh, who looked back up in disbelief. They both smiled quietly, trying not to disturb Trish. Titan winked at him and went back outside. Trish was going to be okay.

“Wait, what the hell happened to your pants," Trish grumbled, holding her head. She leaned over, her bloodshot eyes looked over Josh's bare legs. The tattered remains of his jeans were cuffed around his ankles. Josh realized he was laying on top of a heap of denim, his soft cock and balls exposed to the elements.

He looked up at Titan. The typhlosion closed his eyes and nodded his head, ducking his head out of the tent, leaving the two alone. Trish was still glaring at him.

“Do you have any spare pants?"