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Over the course of a few weeks, a reputation had begun to spread throughout the Kanto Pokemon league of an undefeated duo – a Wartortle and his trainer – who were claiming victories nonstop along their way to defeat all eight gyms. Though Zeke and Blue didn't spend much time following the news themselves, along their journey they'd found that word of their victories would occasionally precede them. Anyone who followed the competitive nature of the Pokemon league might have seen some stories either online or even passed by word of mouth about this young trainer winning nonstop with only a single, surprisingly powerful water-type Pokemon at his side. One recent interview with a trainer from Cerulean City had aired on television after authorities responded to a cave in at Rock Tunnel. The young man claimed that the tremor that caused the cave-in was triggered by another trainer. He insisted that he and his friends were attacked by this other trainer and his Wartortle in the caverns, and that the pokemon used Dig to cause the cave to collapse. However, eyewitnesses gave conflicted accounts and no official investigation turned up any evidence of the attack. Still, not a day later, word spread among league enthusiasts that a trainer with a single Wartortle by his side had defeated Sabrina in Saffron City. And still, the pair pressed onward on their journey.

The travel from Saffron to Celedon city on foot was generally about a day – an easy afternoon if one didn't stop to see the sights. Route 7's paved, well-maintained and frequently-traveled pathway and roadway overlooked a lush forest rolling down a rocky slope for what looked like a half mile to the bay below. Further south, one could see the mountainous plateau that was home to Fuchsia city, and far to the east of that, the faint silhouette of a massive bridge that connected the two landmasses from the other side of Celedon. The scenic vista was a delightful view at all hours of the day, especially on a morning such as this one, when Zeke and Blue set out from Saffron City. Throughout the first half of their long journey, the pair had grown used to the long stretches of alone time that filled the void between towns and gym challenges. This was the time the two would reflect on their growth, both energetically with each other as well as quietly to themselves; This was the reminder of what their journey really was, of how much closer they got to their goal with each Gym Leader they would defeat. Besides that, this was usually the only alone time the two of them got together, and alone time had become increasingly more valuable to the young duo.

From the side of the main road leaving Saffron City, Zeke and Blue looked down along the concrete pathway rolling down the brightly-lit hills toward the towering buildings of Celedon City, the urban sprawl spreading out along the sides of the road in the forms of convenience stores, Pokemon trainer boutiques, the occasional farmers' and breeders' markets and a plethora of souvenir shops. The streets were filled with bike riders, cars, trucks, and a few Pokemon-riding trainers, and the pathways along the sides were just as filled with trainers and tourists traveling to and from the major metropolis. The broad rolling green hills across the horizon were dotted with other trainers battling the odd wild Pokemon as well as each other. From the dense edge of the pine forest over to the North, trainers were filing in through a couple of what looked like broad, well-traveled hiking paths through the natural wilderness. Sloping down the rolling hills to the south was an equally dense assortment of still more people. The pair sighed in unison. They would not get the alone time they craved.

Instead, the pair decided to make the trip to Celadon City quickly, check out the gym, and maybe even see if they could challenge the leader there that same day. They were both feeling good after their victory. There was no denying they were on a roll, and as they strode down the pathway with their next checkpoint so close, the two were unstoppable.

When the two arrived in Celadon city only a few hours later, it was everything the two could do to keep their hands off each other. It hadn't helped Zeke that Blue kept swiping his soft, feathery white tail against the trainer's legs, teasing his thighs from under his shorts, and pressing subtly against his very hard erection. The pair had already gone one night without indulging in each other, and they had figured one more wouldn't make a difference.

Jittery and anxious, the sexually-frustrated Zeke and Blue made a b-line straight to the Pokemon Center as soon as they entered the city. From the outside, it looked uniformly similar to the other Pokemon Centers they'd seen, except several times larger and stretched about ten stories tall, towering above the smattering of surrounding trees, yet still dwarfed by many of the other skyscraping buildings of the Celadon City skyline. As they stepped inside, they were greeted with an almost futuristic aesthetic of glass and polished white marble with red accents. A few well placed potted plants added color to the interior, and the ambient sound of people was more pronounced in the larger, slightly more crowded lobby. As always, however, there at the central reception desk with an attentive Chansey by her side was the bright and smiling face of Nurse Joy. She greeted Zeke and Blue warmly as they approached, the same face and voice that they had seen at every Pokemon Center before, but with her own subtle nuanced differences. This one seemed to keep her long pink hair back in a high bun and, oh; This was the first time Zeke had seen Joy wear glasses. She looked somehow more mature.

“Welcome to Celadon City! Did you two just arrive?”

“We need a room,” came Zeke's all-too-quick reply. Nurse Joy blinked in response, to which Zeke chuckled and rubbed at his neck somewhat sheepishly. “I-I'm sorry! It's just been... a long day. We just came in from Saffron City and wanna rest up so we can be ready to challenge the Celadon Gym in the morning.”

Nurse Joy looked between Zeke and Blue for a moment before suddenly brightening up, smiling “Oh! I heard about you! Your that boy and his Wartortle who have been going through the league of gyms and taking them all out!” She grins down at Blue, a look of excitement as if she'd spotted a local celebrity. “You're incredible! I can't believe you two took out Lt. Surge and Sabrina – on your own!” Blue closed his eyes and nodded with a somewhat smug grin, for the moment enjoying the praise and attention. She looked back at Zeke and giggled, moving one hand to her brow as if to fix a strand of hair that wasn't there. “Sorry, I don't mean to take up your time, you two must be tired. What are your names?”

Zeke smiled, still trying to keep his building impatience behind his crumbling social walls. “My name is Zeke! And this is Blue,” he added, placing a hand on the back of Blue's shell. A second later, he quickly pulled his hand back, thinking that looked too much like a couple's thing and corrected by somewhat awkwardly patting Blue's head with his palm, eliciting confused stares from both Blue and Nurse Joy alike.

“Umm, okay. Zeke, and uh, do you have a Pokeball for us to take Blue in, or...”

“No!” Zeke responded once again a bit too quickly before over-correcting, “I mean, yes but it's uh,” he quickly stopped that train of thought with a reflexive clench around the smooth round ball of metal still lodged in his rectum. “I mean, no, I don't keep Blue in a ball. He'll be staying with me.” He nodded more resolutely than was necessary.

Nurse Joy paused before looking back down at the monitor display built into the desk and clearing her throat. “Well, I can get you a two-bed?”

“One's fine.”

Nurse Joy looked back and forth once more between the pair. Zeke smiled again, “I like to save money. Besides, we usually camp out; We're used to keeping it simple.”

Nurse Joy nodded, “I getcha, don't get distracted by getting too comfy, right? Stay focused on the goal and then you can relax after the victory. No wonder you two are such champions!” She smiled and took a moment to type an entry into the terminal before hitting a small blue button. Next to that a plastic card instantly slid out from a slot. Nurse Joy took it and handed it to Zeke, beaming at the two of them. “I'm so excited for you to challenge the gym tomorrow; I wish you two the best of luck!”

Zeke and Blue waved as they took their card key, reading the room number from it and passing back into the hallway back behind the lobby desk, taking the elevator to the top floor. There weren't many rooms on the tenth floor, so the pair found theirs quickly. With a hand only slightly trembling from anticipation, Zeke slid the key through the slot, then hit the green OPEN button, causing the door in front of them to slide open automatically. It was an efficient little room, but with all the important amenities provided. The bed was just big enough for the pair of them to cuddle up closely with a television mounted on the opposite wall, just above a simple dresser. Just to one side of the entry door was a sliding door that led into a small restroom with a standing shower. The far back wall was the only source of light in the room, dim sunlight filtering through a thick white curtain, teasing just a hint of a sizeable balcony through the sliding glass door.

As soon as they stepped inside and the door closed, Zeke threw his luggage on the floor and fell onto the bed, with Blue jumping up alongside him. They were in each other's arms in seconds, Blue's tongue pushing past Zeke's lips while his trainer struggled to unfasten his shorts. Zeke stroked one hand down along his partner's belly, tracing the ridges down to find that softening slit. His palm flattened against the growing warmth there, gently rubbing until he felt that growing pressure beneath.

He pulled his lips away from Blue's, a lewd slurping sound filling the room as he allowed his lips to suck at the tip of the tortoise Pokemon's tongue. “Have you wanted this as much as I have, Blue?” Zeke moaned with an intoxicated grin, his breath already growing heavier with his excitement. He could feel that smooth, slick member beginning to snake out of his partner's slit, slipping between two of his fingers as he continued to massage Blue's groin.

“W-War...” Blue was relaxing, enjoying the luxury experience of his trainer tending to him like this. It wasn't long before he was already soaking the boy's hand with the warm trickle of his clear, watery pre. Zeke continued massaging him, teasing the Pokemon by gently tracing his fingertips just along the underside of that growing shaft. The trainer chuckled at the way he made his partner tremble with the slightest touch. It turned him on even more seeing the pokemon writhing in pleasure atop the clean white sheets of a freshly made bed. They pair had usually done this sort of thing in the outdoors, and never in the comfort of an actual bedroom. While it didn't seem to make much of a difference for Blue, for Zeke the human, this was a pleasant change of pace.

Just as he felt like Blue's shaft had grown to its full length, Zeke climbed back off of the bed, pulling his partner closer into a sitting position on the edge. He sat crouched on the floor between the Wartortle's spread knees, grinning up at his partner in excitement before lining up Blue's slick, leaking, tapered shaft with his lips and slowly sliding that pink tip into his mouth. Zeke hummed softly, pressing upward with his tongue against the underside of his partner's shaft, squeezing it between his tongue and the roof of his mouth while his upper lip protected the squishy flesh from his teeth. He quickly had to begin swallowing as his mouth was rapidly filled with the salty taste of his partner's constantly flowing pre. It tasted a bit thicker than it looked, but not as bitter as his own. The taste had an almost Pavlovian response in the boy at this point as his own erection began leaking with unrestrainable arousal in his own shorts. As he began gently bobbing his head a bit lower onto Blue's leaking shaft, Zeke unzipped his shorts, pushing them down to his knees and thankfully freeing his own modest member. He held off from just beginning to rub at his own shaft, but instead traced his own fingers behind his smooth, round ballsack to tease at the area of flesh between his testicles and his puckering hole.

Blue muttered incoherently in his own language as his partner's lips began sliding over more and more of his slick pink shaft. The tapered length faintly writhed in pleasure, showing a little bit of maneuverability as it's leaking tip slithered into Zeke's waiting throat. As he felt more of his partner envelope him, Blue's restraint began to melt away as he pressed a hand to the back of Zeke's head, clenching his claws in the mess of his partner's longish red hair as he pulled the human's head still further.

The boy was ready for this, or at least thought he was. He choked back his gag reflex as he felt more of that cock push into his throat. He breathed in through his nostrils, but with more force that he expected, Blue had suddenly pushed him all the way down until his lips rested against the warm, smooth shell that made up his groin slit. The thickness at his partner's base always surprised Zeke, his lips sore and his jaw straining from stretching around it with no sign of his partner letting him up. With his throat so plugged up, Zeke could no longer breath, feeling the decaying breath in lungs begin to burn until Blue relented, letting him pull himself back up. He pulled back and panted for breath, a warm mix of drool and pokemon pre dripping down his chin as he looked back up at his partner. Blue looked almost apologetically back at his partner, but Zeke understood – they were both desperate for this, and right now the human trainer didn't care how rough they got. With a gung-ho grin, the boy licked his lips and once more returned to swallowing the long, pink Pokemon cock.

Blue's broad mouth curled into a devilish grin, internally releasing any restraint he still held onto. He placed both his little claws at the back of his partner's head once more and, throwing all caution to the wind, plunged Zeke's lips all the way down to his base once more in one full motion. He would hold his partner there, feeling the boy's lips and throat squeeze more and more desperately around his length before he would let Zeke up for air, then he would repeat the process again. Each time, Zeke attempted to pull more air into his lungs so he could last longer without a breath, but each time he felt like he was pushing his limits. Still, he didn't mind the feeling of forceful domination he felt at his partner's whim – in fact it drove him to push himself further. Before long, however, Zeke could feel Blue's unique flare slowly blossoming within his already-straining esophagus. The boy knew what that meant, but in his submissive haze, he hesitated, allowing the feeling of fullness and tightness in his throat grow.

Suddenly, however, Blue's thrusting came to a stop. The Wartortle paused, breathing heavily as he felt his flare growing within the tight, warm confines of his partner's throat. He relished it for all but a moment before his brow furrowed in concentration. The Pokemon did his best to will down his approaching orgasm, for the sake of the human's safety. He knew his partner would suffer trying to swallow his engorged flare, so he began to slowly pull backward. By this point, Zeke's smooth belly had already begun to swell around the still-flowing pre that cascaded down his throat, pushing out against his relatively formfitting blue tanktop.

As Blue carefully extricated his long shaft from the boy's mouth, Zeke slowly, almost lethargically let the long, slick member simply slide out of his mouth, slowing as that soft, thick rubbery almost-flare filled his mouth, still spurting and leaking that salty warm pokemon seed before the human let that drooling tip pop out past his lips with an audible sucking sound. Zeke swallowed one last gulp of Blue's seafoam pre and panted, calmly resting his cheek against Blue's thigh while that long cock rested, still gushing pre against his other cheek. Blue stroked the boy's face, tracing a bit of dribbling seasalt precum from his lips to make swirling shapes on his cheek. Zeke giggled, coughing slightly as a bit of the watery fluid sputtered from his mouth.

“Well... you don't gotta rest on my account, Blue.” Zeke stood up, his own cock still hard and twitching, leaking a modest dribble of pre down its length and along his coinpurse. The sight of his beautiful trainer was enough to swell Blue's cock rigid as ever, and with an enticing grin across his wide mouth, the tortoise pokemon slid backwards toward the head of the bed, laying to one side near the pillows, gesturing with one small pudgy arm for his trainer to make himself comfortable.

“Oh, I get to pick the position this time?” Zeke hummed playfully as he climbed back into the bed proper and crawled toward his partner. The bed wasn't large, meant to comfortably hold one person, or maybe two smaller people if they cuddled, but for Zeke and his smaller partner, it was the perfect size as he laid down alongside his partner and the pair began to affectionately work together to strip the human of his shoes, socks and his shirt, finally leaving him bare for the Wartortle's eyes and hands to explore. In this tender moment of afterglow and growing anticipation, the pair held eachother, kissing and licking with overflowing affection at each other's faces, necks and chests. As Blue's long, pulsating cock pressed and leaked against Zeke's chest, a faint flare still seeming to form at it's tip, his silky, feather tail teased almost unbearably at the human's twitching prick.

Finally, Zeke rolled away onto his back, head and shoulders propped up on the small mound of pillows against the headboard as he pulled his legs apart with his hands lifting behind his knees. Beneath the sight of that softly rounded, smooth belly and leaking cocktip, Zeke's rear was perfectly presented to Blue, those smooth cheeks parted to reveal the now shallow valley that usually hid that little pink pucker. The Wartortle licked his lips hungrily before clamoring for his prize, tongue first. Zeke's lips parted into a long moan as that slick tongue wormed into his entrance with much more ease than their first time. He yelped in surprise as that long, dexterous tongue delved deeply and suddenly pressed inward against the pokeball still lodged inside him, inadvertently pushing the symbolic little buttplug deeper. Blue huffed into his warm treat, pausing for a moment before teasingly prodding at the makeshift sex toy a bit more, delighting in the way it made his trainer's back arch and fingers clench.

After a minute of Blue eating out his plugged up trainer, he finished his appetizer with a dainty lick upward along Zeke's smooth ballsack and drooling cocktip. The feeling of his partner's lithe body writhing and flexing around his tongue was enough to drive the audacious Wartortle's mind nearly over the edge, his long, constantly-leaking cock already beginning to flare as if he were still buried to the hilt in his beautiful young trainer. As he tended to the human's tender entrance and sensitive ballsack, he delighted in the grunting sounds of Zeke flexing his internal muscles to push that little pokeball out from where it had been pushed deep into his bowels. It took nearly a full minute and Zeke was sweating and panting loudly by the end, but finally, with a slick gushing sound, the smooth, bright red surface of the pokeball peaked out through the soft, pink rim of his fresh pucker. With one final whimpering grunt, the slick ball popped free, settling next to his thigh, leaving his little ring of flesh gaping hungrily wide for just a brief moment before the sudden cool air filling his tunnel caused him to clench tight shut once again.

The sight of his trainer panting, looking down at him with half-lidded eyes above his heaving, freckled chest and shuddering, cumfilled belly, was everything to Blue. He'd absolutely do anything for him, and today he intended to do a lot.

The Wartortle stood up on his hind legs and pressed his softclawed hands under Zeke's thighs to spread those legs even further as he looked down to where his still-drooling cock was lining up. Though his cocktip was now about half-flared, once his flexible pink shaft found its target, Blue wasted no time in driving his hips forward. His feather tail floofed out reflexively, twitching faintly as the pokemon relished his trainer.

Zeke wasn't as used to his partner entering him while already flared, and as soon as that thick cylinder of turtle flesh plowed its way past his sensitive ring of nerves, he let out a loud moan, before immediately covering up his mouth with both hands. Both of them paused in that moment with Blue half buried into his trainer's ass. Zeke looked up at his little partner and hoped he'd get the picture. Blue certainly did get the picture, and he decided to have some fun with it. He pulled out from his trainer, slowing down a bit to enjoy the satisfyingly audible -pop!- of Zeke's ring slapping shut after it. He then lined himself up again and punched that thick, firm cockhead forward, eliciting a louder, but muffled groan from the young trainer. Blue's smile grew wider as he heard it, and he began to work faster and faster, pulling his cock out all the way before slamming that broad-flared tip inwards.

This new cycle brought with it a rhythmic and intense series of moans and whimpers from the human as Zeke attempted to muffle his cries with a pillow hugged around his face. With each pistoning thrust, Zeke could feel the muscles around his sphincter burning and growing numb at the same time. He couldn't realize how much looser his entrance was becoming for his partner, who watched with dominant lust as his thickening flare forced that hungry pink ring wider and wider. Before long, it stopped slapping closed, either by sheer obedient lust on Zeke's part, or simply because those muscles had been so beaten into submission as to be useless.

Blue was satisfied with this result. Once more, he pulled himself out of the hole he'd just excavated and filled with to spilling with his preseed, and took a moment to relish the sight. He loved everything about his trainer's body, from his fit form and lightly tanned smooth skin, to the subtle and responsive ways it reacted to his touches. And he loved exploring new boundaries with Zeke. He couldn't help but tease his partner's freshly-loosened hole a bit, leaning forward and slipping the thumb-claw of each small hand into that loosened ring. He lapped at the leaking, gaping hole as he stretched it wide with his smooth claws, testing his partner's new limits while also triggering a whimpering hiss from the human.

“Bluuuue...!” Zeke finally cried from behind the pillow, his toes curling as his partner continued to stretch and tease at his gaping ring. “P-put it back in,” he whimpered a little softer, just before Blue gave one final affectionate lick along Zeke's otherwise untouched, leaking prick. He looked up at his trainer with that broad, cocky grin of his and his hazel eyes caught the human's gaze, and as the wartortle pushed forward they watched eachother's expressions of desperate pleasure. As Blue pushed inward, an impatience grew in him to feel his partner around him more and more, and he sank himself all the way to the base of his long, pulsing shaft. He held there just for a moment, his pumping pre escalating to a constant, warm flow of the salty fluid, seeping deep into Zeke's bowels.

“War... Wartortle...” Blue muttered, looking hungrily up at his trainer, the human who trusted him more than anything. Zeke reache out and stroked his partner's soft, smooth blue cheek before moaning, “I'm ready, Blue.” With that, Blue pulled back until his thick flare was just tugging at Zeke's abused little ring before plunging back in and repeating that into a pounding rhythm.

This was what Zeke had grown to love, what he lived for – the feeling of Blue rutting him, using more strength than the human himself was capable of to pound that long cock and thick flare time after time from tip to base. Each churning thrust was a journey of sensations for the young trainer's body. Zeke marveled at the pressure of such a thick flare plunging his depths, and though it was always just as intense and powerful, it was a sensation that his body had adapted to. His will body encouraged his partner to rut him as roughly and deeply as he could in a desperate attempt to feel even more than they had the last time. Inside Zeke's bowels, Blue's cock gushed so much precum that anyone else might think the wartortle was already climaxing, yet even as the trainer massaged his own gently-swelling belly, he knew how much more his potent little partner had still stored up for him.

Their combined panting and moans filled the room. Blue panted in time with his thrusts, his eyes roaming his trainer's body, lightly-tanned arms and face contrasting against his lighter, smooth chest and shoulders dusted with freckles matching his face. The sunlight beamed faintly through the thin window curtain, causing a brilliant glow against Zeke's long red hair. The boy'd meant to get it cut, but the first time he felt Blue clench his claws in his wavy locks, he abandoned that thought and let it continue growing. Now his wavy crimson locks spilled down over his freckled shoulders and fell over his face in a wild mess as his whole body rocked wildly with Blue's aggressive thrusts. Zeke's whole face was flushed as he once against tried to cover his mouth when his moans grew too loud, but that only drove the pokemon to plunge into him even harder.

With a simple gesture, Blue commanded Zeke to roll onto his side, which the trainer did obediently, one arm cradling the pillow under his head while the other held one leg up for his partner to continue fucking his ass. Hugging the upheld leg tight to his shell, Blue plunged into Zeke's hole with more speed than he'd attempted before, and any thought of keeping things quiet flew out the window as the headboard of the bed began to thump rapidly against the wall separating them from the next room. Zeke could only hope that it was empty as he through all caution to the wind and stopped holding back his cries.

“Ha-harder, Blue! I can ~ahn!~ I-I can take it!” It was clear the Wartortle was already pulling out all the stops, but his trainer's eagerness drove him onward. He pushed forward more, lifting his trainer's leg even moreto give himself a better angle to drill downward into Zeke's trembling pelvis.

“M-more... deeper!” The young trainer called out to his partner, his voice growing less reserved, more desperate as he moaned out between short, panting breaths. Blue pushed harder and harder with each thrust, trying as hard as he might to plumb even deeper depths than his shaft could reach, which was already more than Zeke could have ever imagined before. The boy grinded his hips in response, his whole body moving with the grace and coordination of a snake in heat, pushing and swaying at all the right angles to help his partner penetrate as deeply and as powerfully as possible. Still, even as he felt his partner's full power pound and pour into him, his heart yearned for more, and his trembling voice cried out for it.

The hungry, desperate, lustful voice of his young trainer drove Blue's mind into a frenzy, clenching onto whatever bit of Zeke's body gave him the most leverage to pound into him rougher and harder, but there was only so much his smaller form was capable of. Still he rutted like he had nothing else to live for.

Just as Zeke turned his head to look back at Blue, once again their gaze met and they saw the determination and devotion in eachother's eyes. Then with a flash, the room was filled with a bright golden light. Glowing specs spiraled around the suddenly ethereally-bright form of Blue as a familiar sight took place. The warmth in Zeke's abdomen increased as he watched his pokemon evolve and simultaneously felt the transformation inside himself. As he watched the bright silhouette of the Wartortle before him grow, he also felt his insides stretching wider and deeper than he'd felt before.

“B-Blue, you...” he watched as the form of his partner once more solidified, and there looming over him was a much stockier tank of a tortoise. Other than a familiar tan-shelled underbelly and blue reptilian skin, this was a very different pokemon. He looked down at Zeke from his higher vantage, bright blue eyes carrying a much more powerful, dominant presence.

The transformation didn't click for Blue right away, instead feeling like an intense burst of energy and power. For a few seconds, he found himself pushing deeper and harder into the mysteriously tightening innards of his writhing trainer, and suddenly he opened his eyes and found himself needing to look down to see Zeke's flushed face. The boy looked back up at him in wonder and maybe a hint of fear. Blue was confused for a moment, but as he pulled his hips back just a bit, he saw the broad, thick bulge of something moving under Zeke's somewhat cum-filled belly. As he moved gently inward and outward, he realized it was the massive flare of his own cock, now easily more than twice the size as it was before. He looked at his own massive clawed hands that grasped at his trainer's now comparatively tiny body. As Blue slowly took in the reality of his sudden evolution, Zeke was drowning in a sea of overwhelming new sensations.

As he had watched his partner grow, the human suddenly endured the force of that already huge cock expanding relentlessly to more than double its girth, and pushing yet deeper into depths that were never meant to be plumbed. As he felt his partner plunge this monstrous shaft deep into him, it felt as if his intestines uncoiled and stretched to envelop the entirety of the impossibly huge Blastoise cock. On top of that, the flare felt like it was almost as broad as his own hips, yet squeezed only a bit more compact to fit inside his critically taut innards, bulging out his belly in the clear, obscene shape of the fully-evolved pokemon's bestial, alpha-male breeding shaft. The intensity and gravity of this surprise situation wasn't lost on Zeke, and in that moment as he was still careening off the height of his arousal, his own cock twitched, occasionally spurting a thin burst of precum along his swollen belly as he moaned out his partner's name.

The overwhelming feeling of lust and dominant need that had filled Blue's thoughts was now amplified tenfold in his new, powerful Blastoise body. When he heard the moaning cries of his lover still wanting more beneath him, he let out a deep huffing groan and began attempting to once more bury himself to the root in the now much smaller human's straining hole. As he pushed forward, he found himself meeting much more resistance than before, feeling that now much more massive flare struggling to snake through Zeke's coiling, untraveled inner passageway. Rather than increasing the force this time, however, Blue slowed down a bit. He took a moment to let both of them breath before slowly pulling outward. Zeke's eyes clenched shut at the feeling of that thick, slick, rubbery cock squeezing out of him. As he got a better look, Blue could see just how much wider the boy's ring was stretching, and even still it was squeezing the tortoise-pokemon's shaft as compressed as possible to just barely fit. The solid pink tube of Blastoise meat that squeezed out was nearly as thick as Zeke's thigh, and coated with a thin, slick sheen of so much salty slick precum.

Just as Blue was nearly fully unsheathed from his panting, sweating partner, he felt a firm tug against his swollen flare. Looking down, he realized that there was no way he was going to be able to pull out of Zeke's ass like this, no matter how much prepping they did to stretch the boy's already overabused entrance. Even the visual of that bulging lump swelling out his lower belly made it comically evident how impossible that would be. Instead, the big, bulky Blastoise slowly pushed forward again, making sure to pay attention to his trainer's body. He knew that no normal person should be able to endure this – and part of that lingered in the back of the pokemon's mind as a constant yet faint fear – but a stronger part of his knew Zeke well, and he could feel the hunger and resolve of the human to take as much as him as he could give. Still, he paid close attention to every twitch, every whimper and moan, every heart beat that he could sense through the human's body.

For himself, Zeke was in some depraved form of heaven he'd never imagined before. Every sensation that his body could physically experience was roaring, and his mind – so enraptured by the power and love he felt from his partner – turned every second of that into blistering pleasure. His body – as much as Blue's grip and spine-straightening shaft would allow – writhed and bucked against his partner while he clenched at the white sheets with a desperate grip, his lips curled into a mindless grin and drooling down his chin. For a long stretch of time, Zeke wasn't aware of where he was, or what had brought him there, but the experience washed over his mind and body like a waterfall and at the peak he saw the magnificent face of his fully-evolved partner, Blue, gazing back down at him with rapturous desire and pleasure.

On sheer instinct and lust, Zeke's body pushed and stretched willfully around this newly-grown cock, and his internal passage contorted and flexed, pushed and squeezing down around more and more of his partner's flared shaft and allowing the determined Blastoise to push in deeper, bit by bit. This slow, steady push turned into rapid, shallow thrusts that rocked Zeke's whole body and gradually pushed another few inches of the pulsing shaft deeper and deeper.

Throughout all this, Blue's increased size yielded increased production, and through his lustfilled eyes, the Blastoise could actually watch the boy's abdomen swell outward at a noticeable pace, gurgling and sloshing with the already copious amount of warm, foamy precum flooding his intestines, swelling deeper and deeper by the second.

Still, Blue drove onward, beginning to pull out slightly more with each thrust and really churning and tugging at the straining tunnel that clenched his aching shaft so pleasurably. It was incredible, the feeling of so much tight warmth so willingly deforming to embrace his cock, even as those muscles and clenched and strained in the boy's much smaller abdomen should be broken and useless by now. The look on Zeke's face spoke to the pokemon a world of excruciating tension and need, his mouth opened wide in a breathless moan that his lungs could no longer strain to produce. And still, those quaking hips pushed and pumped in time with Blue's thrusts.

The two of them continued like this for an impressive length of time. Each time Zeke's fatigued eyes met his partner's, it was as if to wordlessly tell him not to stop no matter what, even as Blue's monstrous shaft was buried nearly to the boy's chest, that thick flare just barely visible beneath the still-swelling globe of Zeke's round belly. Try as he might, he'd reached the furthest depths of his human partner that could be reached, even as nearly half a foot of thick pokemon cock bulged outward from Zeke's tight, abused entrance. Blue himself had begun breathing more heavy and ragged, desperate to cum, to finally feel his first release in this new powerful form of his, yet that same tiny fear holding him back from release. He could see the already-flooded belly of his partner beneath him, gurgling with the contents of what before could have been nearly three full orgasms. Above that, the wet, sweating, irregularly heaving chest of his human partner, drawing Blue's eyes still upward to look at Zeke's face, exhausted, tears gently streaming down his delicately freckled, flush-red face.

Zeke saw the look of uncertainty pass across his partner's face, interrupting the rapturous dominance that had kept the boy so hypnotized in the moment. “G-give it to me, Blue,” Zeke moaned weakly, trying to pierce through the haze of doubt that lingered in his pokemon's eyes, “I can... take it! Tr-ust me!” he gasped between breaths. With a single stroke of the trainer's own hand up along his belly to where he felt the Blastoise's pulsing, leaking cockhead swelling out beneath his chest, Blue's euphoria spilled over and he suddenly grasped his trainer behind the hips and pulled him upward until their faces met. Two pairs of lips not shaped for eachother parted and Blue's long, thick tongue invaded Zeke's much smaller mouth just as his cock erupted in a tremendous surge of what felt like warm water. It was much like Blue's cum from either of his previous forms, but this time feeling as if released by a firehose within Zeke's still-flooded bowels.

The duo moaned out in unison against eachother's tongues as they each road the same explosive orgasm. Blue's climax showed no sign of abating, almost like a constant, torrential Hydro Pump gushing forth inside his trainer. It wasn't long before Zeke's swelling gut was pressing firmly against Blue's own warm undershell, though Blue was unable to hold back after the dam had burst.

Suddenly, it became harder for the Blastoise to keep a grip on his partner's hips as the force of the torrent began to slowly cause the boy's impaled body to rise upward along the shaft, catching both of them by surprise and sending Blue rolling backward onto his back and nearly losing balance. Zeke flailed his arms and legs, trying to hold onto any part of Blue's large shell or thick arms that he could grasp as the pressure of that erupting cock within him threatened to launch him clean off. He gasped as the entirety of the shaft was pulled free from him all at once, save for that thick flare which held every ounce of that churning load within Zeke's straining abdomen. With a bit of effort, Blue was able to right himself, still hazy through the enormity of his orgasm. He pulled his trainer down as best he could, struggling to fight against the force of his own orgasm as he simultaneously lifted up his trainer and carried him, still half-impaled, into the adjoined restroom, his own broad size barely fitting through the conveniently wide doorway. There he simply pressed the boy's back against the tile wall of the open shower and continued to shallowly thrust into his partner through the rest of his orgasm.

As Zeke felt his internals flooded and filled to his limit and well beyond, the surging feeling began to quickly spill over into deeper parts of his body. He winced as he could feel that terrible, wonderful gushing of seed bursting into and filling his rapidly-stretching stomach, then gushing still further into his esophagus before suddenly filling his mouth with that potent, familiarly salty taste. He panicked, sealing his lips shut and trying to swallow it back down, but the pressure was unrelenting and it was quickly gushing out past his lips, causing the trainer to cough and gag through the outpouring of warm, watery cum, spilling down his chin and chest, coating his still gurgling, obscenely swollen belly with the white-tinged cascade. As Zeke was unintentionally made into a cumfountain, Blue couldn't resist leaning forward and tasting his seed, essentially filtered through Zeke's entire body.

The impossibly intense and erotic scene trailed on for a time, both of them panting for breath, and Zeke in particular struggling to maintain consciousness after such a surge of intense passion and sensations. He was mentally and especially physically exhausted, his chest burning as he struggled to breath around the slowly-abating flow of pokemon cum still gushing up his throat. Finally, he found the pressure abated enough that he could keep the rest down and breath freely. He gasped softly as Blue sank down into a sitting position in the shower, Zeke unable to stop himself from once more sliding down that still rock-hard shaft until he was once more fully impaled. With a trembling hand, Zeke reached up past Blue's head to turn the shower knob, suddenly sending a cascade of warm water from the spout above to shower their bodies. Even the warm water spraying against his body however couldn't wash away the strangely slick residue of Blue's cum from his chest and lips, but he was far too out of it to try washing any harder than that.

The pair remained like that in the shower for some time, each silently taking in everything that had just happened, both holding off for the moment on sharing their thoughts with eachother. After nearly half an hour of panting, gentle cuddling and soft kisses, Zeke was the first to speak.

“Blue, I can't believe how much stronger you've gotten. I love you so much...” Blue looked back down at him with a faint glance of disbelief. He seemed flustered, looking away for a moment and muttering, “Bl-blast... oise...” Zeke just blinked for a beat, then smiled, “What, do you think I can't keep up with you?” Blue looked back down at him with wide but serious eyes. Zeke pressed on, “I always knew you'd become more than anyone else to handle, but I can't let myself be anything less than... your equal. I... see you pushing yourself all the time and getting stronger than anybody imagined of you, and I'm going to push myself too.” He roamed a hand over his belly, his still-pounding heart fluttering softly for a moment at the feeling of his partner's still-warm, potent pokemon cum churning inside him. Blue also saw this and couldn't resist placing a single oversized, clawed paw against that smooth, cumslick globe of flesh.

“This was the most incredible thing that I've ever felt, Blue, and you're crazy if you think I'm not still turned on.” Indeed, though only the dribbling tip was barely visible from beneath his obscenely swollen belly, Zeke's cock was still rock hard. In fact, he felt more pent up than ever before, feeling like there was something holding back his orgasm that'd been building since earlier, when Blue had hilted in him as a Wartortle.

Blue couldn't suppress a warm grin across his broad face at the sight of his now considerably smaller partner so affectionately declaring his love and lust for him. He felt his freshly-sated arousal already beginning to build and he forced himself to try and ignore it. Looking down at his sweating, panting, swollen and exhausted partner, even as hard as the human might be, Blue couldn't bring himself to ravage his small frame again so soon.

Instead, he simply sat there with his partner for a while, gently cradling him and occasionally teasing the boy's own still-twitching erection, while the massive breeding pole that held them together ever-so-slowly softened within Zeke's well-used bowels. Several minutes later, the pair had almost forgotten what they were waiting for, simply cuddling in eachother's warmth and the constant spray of the shower above. Zeke was lost in the lazy pleasure of his still somehow passively-building orgasm to which he just couldn't seem to find the peak.

Then suddenly, there was a loud, wet popping sound that could have snapped a Snorlax awake. Blue's thick, but now much softer flared cockhead was all at once pushed out by the pressure contained inside Zeke's body, releasing more than just one type of pressure. As soon as the smothering force that was that massive Blastoise cock released it's crushing force against Zeke's struggling prostate, all the mounting pleasure and anticipation that had been building up in the young trainer's loins was released at once.

With the force to rival a Squirtle's, Zeke's orgasm exploded in one long rope of jizz at a time, splattering against his chest and face before being washed away by the water of the shower. He moaned out Blue's name as he rode the longest, most satisfying orgasm he'd experienced to that point, clenching his fingers tight in the crevices of his Blastoise's shell. He couldn't track the time, but when his vision finally cleared and he looked back up at Blue, he simply smiled in faint rapture, eyes barely open. He looked as if he was about to pass out, but the large tortoise pokemon gently smacked his face and helped him to his feet. The two finished cleaning up, at least as best as they could with the limited room to move around a giant bipedal tortoise with what looked liked a pair of tank cannons protruding from his shell. Blue sat his trainer down and helped him to towl off, being careful not to apply too much pressure to that still full, but less-swollen belly. When he parted Zeke's legs, he found that well-used passage still gaping wide and spilling the watery contents of the trainer's bowels in a growing puddle on the tile floor.

Blue huffed for a moment, Zeke simply grinning like an exhausted buffoon, enjoying the sight of his partner attempting to rectify the mess. Zeke watched in surprise for a moment as the Blastoise stood up and left the bathroom, returning only a few seconds later fiddling with something. As he drew closer, Zeke recognized the pokeball that his pokemon held in his large, clawed hands. At first he thought he was trying to open it for some reason, but then after a few moments it clicked. He unconsciously brought one of his hands down to his loose, gaping, drooling mess of a rear. His mind briefly reeled from all the things he let his partner do, and in the next moment he realized he was excited to do more.

Zeke held out his hand to Blue, motioning his partner and friend to hand him the pokeball. When he grabbed it, he turned it in his hands and with just a quick pattern of twists, the size lock was flipped off. He pressed the center button and in half a second the smooth, red and white sphere grew from roughly two inches in diameter to roughly the size of a softball. With a flutter in his chest, the trainer twisted the size lock back on and handed it back to Blue. The Blastoise took the ball and grinned back at his trainer, happy that they were both on the same wavelength.

As Blue looked down at his work, Zeke watched his partner's face. His eyes winced shut as the cool metal surface pressed against his still-tender, ruined ass hole. Het let out a soft moan as Blue gently pushed the large, smooth sphere into him, those longer claws able to push it a little past the trainer's gaping ring. Blue bent down onto all fours to get a better look. The boy's hole was so ruined it didn't look like that ring of flesh was even trying to close back up. Something about the sight of what he did to his willing partner sent a warm stirring in the Blastoise's heart. He brought his face closer to the human's gaping ass and pushed his tongue inward. Just like before, his tongue filled the trainer's aching, wide-stretched passage, almost soothing those tender walls with it's slick warmth as he lightly pressed that somewhat oversized little plug deeper into his partner, to ensure it wouldn't try to slip back out.

After just a bit of this, Blue pulled back, wiping his mouth before smiling back down at his partner and friend. Zeke was already almost passed out, even as his cock twitched half-hard in his lap. The boy looked up at his partner and, with a faint smile muttered, “You're so sexy like that...” before his eyelids fell and his head lolled to one side in an exhausted slumber.

Blue huffed with a tired chuckle before he gently reached down and cradled his trainer in both of his broad, powerful arms. He paused to marvel at his own strength, admiring the sight in the bathroom mirror. It was a powerful image to the Blastoise, looking at himself in this large, powerful body, holding his freshly-ravaged, cum-filled trainer's body in his arms while his thick cock trailed half hard between his stocky legs.

The fully-evolved Pokemon playfully winked at his reflection before turning to carry his trainer back out into the hotel bedroom. He gently laid Zeke down on the bed, still soaked with Wartortle cum. There wasn't really any room for him to join the boy due to his new size, so he instead sat alongside the bed, leaning against it. Before long, his eyelids fell to cover his tired eyes and he joined his partner in completely spent slumber.

That night, Zeke's dreams were mostly passive, simple, unremarkable. He dreamed of happy things like victories they'd had and might have, strange new places to explore, and incredible, passionate experiences with his partner Blue in every one of his evolutions. But after a string of pleasant, comforting shades of dreams, there suddenly rose a mountain before him.

In front of Zeke, down a long, crooked stone path, a colossal black silhouette of a mountain towered upward in the distance. From the top suddenly rained fire, rocks, and an echoing roar that caused the boy to shiver. He looked around and saw nothing but darkness, the mountain, and the crooked and twisting stone road ahead. The road seemed to extend endlessly forward, and yet somehow rising from its end was this massive, sky-encompassing mountain.

He dared to look behind and his stomach fell as he saw beneath the firey red sky, the black ground was beginning to fall apart. The growing chasms and fissures fell open and reached out toward him. Zeke turned and ran as fast as he could, but the only thing before him was the looming mountain. It seemed so distant that he'd never reach it. And if he could, it looked so massive that he could never overcome it. As he ran, he felt the ground beneath him crumble and fall away. He fell, one hand outstretched toward the unreachable mountain.

But unlike other falling dreams, Zeke felt himself caught by something. As the fire in the sky began to fade, he rose upward. The ground continued to fall away, the mountain remaining before him, but still he rose upward. He looked down and saw nothing but brilliant blue beneath him. He looked around and saw beside him the enormous form of Blue, fully realized in his freshly-evolved Blastoise body. The large, bold eyes of the Pokemon gazed down at his small partner and gave his classic, recognizable grin, before stomping forward, carrying Zeke along with him. As they approached, the mountain didn't seem as big, and the sky never looked so blue.

When Zeke awoke the next morning, the first thing he felt was that he'd never had such a nice night's sleep in his life. Then he shifted a bit and every muscle in his abdomen screamed in aching pain. He looked down and took in the sight of a belly that was more swollen than he'd ever seen it before. A few seconds later, he saw his still-snoring partner sitting next to him on the floor, his head leaning against the headboard alongside him, drooling in decadent senselessness on the same pillow the boy's head had been resting on. Zeke reached out to touch one hand affectionately to the adorable sleepy face of his Blastoise, when a loud knock at the door caused him to jolt.

“Chanseeey!” came the familiar cry of the egg-carrying nurse Pokemon that aided Nurse Joy in running the Pokemon Center.

Zeke winced at the feeling of his abdominal muscles tightening in surprise around the fullsized pokeball that was still plugged deep inside him. After a moment, he coughed and replied, “C-come back later! We're, uh... busy?”

After an uncertain moment, there came back a friendly reply of “Chansey!” before soft, padding footsteps receded away. Zeke sighed heavily, plopping his head back down onto the cum and drool soaked pillow. Staring up at the ceiling, he trailed his hands over the watery, cum-slicked sheets and smelled the intense, warm, musky, salty smell of their sex thick in the air. He looked over to his sleeping partner and forced a tired grin. “We're gonna have to tip real good, huh Blue?”