Pokemon COME
Story by KitFox on SoFurry
Short and Silly and Not in any way at all related to a double play on words with the title of a popular game
Pokemon COME
Not even the slightest bit sorry...
“It’s not illegal unless you get caught,” Hector muttered as he sideloaded the app onto his smartphone. “This was only in their backup archives anyway. They obviously dropped development on it or there’d be a live copy.”
He unplugged his phone from the computer and tapped the app launcher, then found the proper icon. “‘Pokemon Come’ eh? Seriously? Play on Pokemon Go? Well, I do like Pokemon. Whatever.”
A tap on the icon brought up a flash of a grey screen with two piercingly-yellow slitted eyes that faded out slowly above the letters SKS, then the title screen. “Pokemon Come!” it read, showing a sketch person relaxing in a chair with their feet up. Concept art. Definitely unfinished. “Beta 0.7.71 - Internal Testing Only”. Well, maybe it would have something interesting.
The standard permissions request came up. The app wanted to access his location, files on the device, and “The Magic”? Maybe it wasn’t really a standard permissions screen after all. That was definitely not a normal permission. Must be faked up for beta purposes.
Hector tapped Allow for the permissions and the screen made a scrolling progress bar: “Getting the magic”. When that was done, it displayed some text.
“I know how much you love Pokemon, and I understand that exploring the world and catching them all is not for everyone. People like you have important things to do at home. So we have developed the Pokemon lure enabling attached side unit RE module for your Pokedex. Connect it to your Pokedex and the module can be set to emit a wide variety of scents that research has shown to bring wild Pokemon into the area and make them easier to capture or to simply observe their behavior.”
He chuckled. Well, that made sense now. Pokemon Go was all about going to the Pokemon. This made them come to you.
The screen changed to display a Pokedex with a contraption stuck to the side of it and a set of buttons on the additional module along with a display screen. “Go ahead, turn it on!” it read. So he poked the button that was blinking. “Great! Now pick a setting and set the strength selector when you’re ready to start.”
Tapping the buttons showed a handful of settings. “Fishy Fun”, “Berry Happy Birds”, “Mental Marshmallows”, and others. The screen explained that each one was best for attracting different kinds of Pokemon. He poked through the options three times, then hmmed and swiped the screen to the side. The option changed to “Setting X”. Ha! Secret!
“That is a special setting for people who really love Pokemon a lot and want them to be as happy as possible. Even more happy than the happy other happy scents,” the screen told him.
The strength selector went up from zero to ten, so after seeing that it went up to ten, he set it to five.
“Now just sit back, relax, and wait for the Pokemon to show up! You can set this down. We’ll let you know when we detect any.”
He stared at the screen for a moment to see if anything would happen, but it stayed unchanging. A few more minutes and he shrugged, then set the phone down. Pretty boring for a game. Well, he had a computer and internet, and as everybody knew, the internet is for porn. So his clothing made a pile to the side of his desk and he was soon perusing a purview of promiscuous porn as the last of the light outside dimmed to night.
Then his phone bleeped.
He paused in his sausage stroking and glanced at the screen. “A wild Ninetails is on the porch just outside your open window!” Um, what? He glanced over at the darkness through the window that sat open to let a breeze in during the summer. That was creepy. It almost made it seem like the app knew his window was open. Though the fact that the open window did lead to a screened-in porch made it even creepier. Some bugs did occasionally get past the screens though, so he really should close the window. He walked over to the window and reached out to push it closed, then stopped dead in his tracks and stared.
A cream-colored, fuzzy face with a swept-back poof of long fur atop its head was staring back at him curiously. “Rawaarf?” it asked, sniffing at the air and putting paws up onto the window sill.
Hector stumbled back and the thing took this as an invitation to climb in the open window. In the dim light of his room, the situation was made fully apparent. Fluffy, cream-colored fur and a good number of orange-tipped brush tails. He was pretty sure there were nine, since this appeared to be an actual, real life Pokemon.
The honest to god Pokemon here in his bedroom made a questioning sound again and padded around, sniffing at things before approaching him. He sat down on his chair. Hard. Then his phone bleeped again. “A wild Luxray has appeared!”
Hector yelped and dropped the phone as the Ninetails licked him in a very sensitive spot. He’d just been rubbing that a moment ago and with him on the chair it was right at the fox’s nose level. “Hey! What are you…?” he started to demand when he paused as the black and light blue feline climbed in through the window. Then the Ninetails made a happy sound and distracted him even more by suddenly engulfing his shaft in her maw.
The Luxray sniffed around at the air and began to purr, then stuck his nose beneath the tails of the fox and graced the area with licks. This elicited another happy sound from the Ninetails and it let go of Hector’s cock and turned to look coyly at the feline. In a quick move, the vulpine spun enough to present its rear and lift all the tails to reveal that she was female. Not that the human got to see this for long before the electric lion got a grip around her waist and proved that he was very definitely male as he drive himself into her.
Hector watched in awe as the bigger Luxray happily humped the Ninetails and only as the feline threw his head back and let out a delighted roar as he unloaded did the human finally get his wits about him.
“This is not real! There is no fucking way that there can be two real Pokemon fucking in my bedroom!” he exclaimed.
Both of the Pokemon looked at him curiously and the Ninetails made a questioning sound while the Luxray gave him a withering look. Wait.. Pokemon were supposed to be smart too. That’s why they understood people and took commands for fighting. This definitely wasn’t fighting though.
The Ninetails mrawrawed at the Luxray and he mrrfed and got out of and off her. Then she went to nuzzle Hector’s thigh and started licking him again.
“Aaah…! Hey!” he exclaimed, trying to slide back in his chair, though only halfheartedly. Seeing the two Pokemon going at it like that had kept him rock hard.
The fox snoofed and paused, looking up at him with a full display of understanding and curiosity as his phone bleeped again from the ground beneath his desk. He didn’t even have to glance at it as a Liepard slunk in through the open window and meowrled.
The Ninetails rawfed at the newcomer as he nosed around the room, then she looked back up at the human who was watching the new, smaller cat. She snoofed again and decided to ignore his protests as she glomphed her maw around his flesh and began to suckle.
“Eee! What are you…? Why? I don’t even like animals this way! This is…” he started to say, but the Liepard - the cruel pokemon - jumped up onto his desk and batted the keyboard, turning off the screensaver and revealing a picture of a Pokemon and human orgy on his browser. The dark feline chuffled as the wind was taken out of Hector’s sails and the fox gave an extra-strong lick.
“But it’s not real!” he protested. “It’s not supposed to be real!” His phone bleeped again and he yelped and reached down for it, dropping to the ground and crawling under his desk.
“Drowzee is letting itself in your front door.”
“What?!” He noticed the little question mark icon beside the scent setting and jabbed his thumb at it.
“This scent is a powerful pheromone that attracts Pokemon in the area. It is excellent for hands-on (and other-things-on) trainers and people who want to collect eggs,” the text read, but there was a note. “Current mixture attracts a higher ratio of males. Develop alternatives for even attraction and more females before 0.8.”
The man heard his bedroom door open as the new Pokemon announced its presence with a deep sniff of the room. “No… no no no…” he glanced over as the Luxray mounted the Ninetails for a second time and was left staring for a moment as the Drowzee took in the whole scene and got a slooooooooow smile across his face.
He backed out from beneath his desk with the phone and looked it over, then started tapping the strength down button. Four… three… The Liepard was having a quiet, meowing conversation with the Drowzee and seemed frustrated that the Ninetails was taken.
Two… one… He felt the Drowzee pat his bare bottom and make an odd noise. Then a slightly-rough cat tongue licked from his balls to his ass and made an approving mrowf.
“Ack!! HEY!” he exclaimed, turning in surprise as the Liepard finished the lick and put a warm paw on his lower back. But he found himself nose to nose with the Drowzee’s short trunk and staring into sleepy-looking eyes.
The Drowzee put a hand on his shoulder and hmmmmmed and he felt his resistance slipping. It wasn’t mind control. It was just relaxing. Letting the fact of the Pokeporn site that he’d been wanking to come to the front of his mind. Pushing away the negative fear and worries.
Hector’s eyes got heavy-lidded and a smile crossed his face. The Liepard licked his back and got forepaws around his waist and then was teasingly cruel, rubbing a precum-slickened cock repeated up the crack of his ass, making him whimper. Then the feline tightened his grip and found his mark, driving in swiftly and eliciting a yelp of surprise from the man that quickly turned into a moan of delight as the Drowzee sat down hard and started rubbing himself at the sight.
The Liepard’s shaft was rough in texture from the spines, but it was slick enough that they didn’t hurt as the feline Pokemon hunched over him and enjoyed his ass to the deepest, happy mrowls coming more quickly as he progressed. Then, almost too soon, it was over, the Liepard gripping his waist as he unloaded spurts of cum from a throbbing cock deep inside the comfortable human.
Not that that was the end of things though. Oh no. Hector was less in a hypnotic haze and more in a happy place as the larger Luxray took the Liepard’s place and delved even more deeply than the first cat had. The Ninetails ducked under the man from the side and promptly engulfed his cock in her maw again as the Liepard found her rear end to his liking now and gave the human a show there inches from the side of his face.
His phone bleeped again but he was too distracted for the moment to pay attention to it, clenching around the cock of the Luxray as his own was suckled by the vulpine. The floor in the hallway creaked as a larger Pokemon padded through the house toward the source of the scent. The Drowzee waved a greeting to the newcomer as the Luxray snarled in delight and let loose with a second hot, feline load to add to the first inside the man.
Hector heard the creaks behind him and glanced down at his phone. “A wild Arcanine is eyeing your ass,” the app told him. His eyes widened and he looked over his shoulder just in time to see the massive canine lower an impressively-sized, knotted cock toward his exposed rear, the sight quickly obstructed by the massive paws as the fire dog got a grip on his hips.
“You can handle that,” his mind said conversationally. “You have Bad Dragon toys that big.” He started to tell it to shut up but the Ninetails gave him an extra-nice lick just as the hot canine cock tip touched his twice-used pucker.
The setting was still at one. He wasn’t sure it was the best idea to continue to attract more horny Pokemon, so he jabbed at the down button a few times rapidly just as the Arcanine began to sink a toasty cock into his ass. The Drowzee made a very satisfied sound at the sight and pushed on the man’s shoulder, holding him stable as the Arcanine pushed in slowly until massive, fuzzy balls met much-smaller human ones.
The man’s eyes rolled back in delight as the Liepard shot his seed deep in the Ninetails and the resulting suckling drove him to distraction while the Arcanine started to rock in ways that quickly stopped being slow. He felt a splatter of warm goo on his arm as the Drowzee painted him with a gooey mess. The Leipard mrowled happily and stepped back, his hind foot landing on the phone heavily.
Hector was far too distracted to care as the Liepard’s foot kicked the phone under the bed. Nor was he even aware of the value casting bug that had the Scent Strength now displaying “255”.
This was going to be a long night.
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