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Chapter 8: Bliss & Blissey

Fishstick Street was past the warehouses, out in the ghetto part of Cannab. Sneaky pokemon slunk around in the dark doing shady deeds while what few businesses that were open were gambling dens and adult stores. Mac looked around at the bright neon lights and cooed, everything so weird and new to the bug pokemon. A Machamp in a black tee-shirt stared at the two of them as they walked past the entrance to an underground nightclub, heavy music thumping up from the stairs. Mac stayed close.

Thomas could only make out the occasional number on the buildings. 43… 37… 29. They were getting closer. Then something caught his eye. One of the adult shops had a sign out front with a pokemon dominating a human. The man was bound while the leather clad Delphox swatted his arse with her flaming stick. The image burned itself into his mind. The other shops seemed to be focused on human on human or pokemon on pokemon. Mac stood in the street chirping nervously as Thomas entered. A Rhyperior stomped past giving the bug a fright and sending him scurrying into the shop after his trainer.

The store was relatively small, with a heavy focus on BDSM. Whips and cuffs hung from the walls while various harnesses built for various body types hung from the roof. The shelves were arranged in a kind of circular pattern and were lined with all sorts of various toys and gadgets that couldn't be hung on the walls. And in the center of the room, a large Venusaur sat on a massive, comfy-looking cushion.

“Venus." She growled, a long vine uncoiling from her back to point at the Venipede, then at a sign on the wall. 'No Under-Experienced Pokemon'.

Thomas looked from the sign to Mac. “Sorry buddy," He retrieved the pokemon's ball from it's holder “I'll let you out when I'm back outside." With a flash, the Venipede was gone, Thomas stowing the ball away for now. “Sorry about that." He said to the Venusaur, who nodded back. “First time in a place like this."

“Venusaur?" She groaned again, this time the tendril pointing to a sign with 'Dom / Sub' in large letters. She looked at him with narrow red eyes, a sly grin across her wide mouth.

“Me?" Thomas blushed. He definitely felt more submissive with Jeremy, but he liked the feeling of power he had with the Sliggoo. “I… I dunno." The Venusaur flipped the sign to reveal the word 'Switch'. “I guess?"

The large pokemon looked unimpressed with the man's answer. She flipped the sign back over. Pointing at 'Dom' she thrust another tentacle at Thomas' chest. Then pointing at the word 'Sub' she ran a vine down the set of pokeballs strapped to the pack. Thomas looked nervously around. “Venus?" She questioned, sending one of her vines out to lock the door and flip the sign to 'Closed, for now'.

Thomas nervously withdrew the Sliggoo's ball and pressed the button. The sleepy pokemon yawned into consciousness on the floor of the sex shop, and was immediately confused. The Venusaur snorted, holding back laughter. Reaching around the shelves she found a small glove-like device that advertised itself as 'Waterproof and 100% Safe for all pokemon and humans'. He looked at the label, reading it aloud. “Stati-glove. Sensual shocks for stimulating lovemaking." The Sliggoo realised what was going on and blushed deeply, eyes fixated on the box. Thomas chuckled, seeing the enthusiasm in her stare. “Well, count that as a buy."

The Venusaur laughed, tapping the Sliggoo's pokeball herself, summoning the purple pokemon back inside. Thomas was a bit taken aback by the move, but he was snapped out of it by the tendril that grabbed his chin, forcing him to look back at the big sign above. Venusaur did the same as before, except pointing at 'Sub' then Thomas' chest. Before she could point to 'Dom', Thomas was already protecting Jeremy's ball.

“I-, I'm not sure if I should-" He hesitated, but was interrupted by a green tentacle that turned his chin to another sign: 'Customer Confidentiality Guaranteed'. He looked down at the pokeball and back up at the Venusaur. 'Surely they wouldn't come in here looking for me?' he asked himself, trying to come up with a reason for doing what he was about to. Taking in a deep breath, Thomas aimed Jeremy's pokeball at the ground and pressed the button.

The Venusaur gasped as the shiny dragon-type materialised in her shop. Jeremy wasn't the most imposing of figures, but he was rare. The grass pokemon looked from Thomas to Jeremy and back. With a grin her vines swept through the aisles, picking up items here and there before holding them in front of Jeremy. Thomas was about to object but a vine whipped out from behind him, striking his arse with enough force to shock him into silence.

Jeremy saw the act and realised what the Venusaur was trying to do. “Mo." He said sternly to Thomas, who had taken a small step back, allowing the two pokemon to discuss things uninterrupted. Being put in his place like that while not exactly a new experience held so many sexual overtones now that the man couldn't help but get aroused. His cock storring within it's fabric confines as Jeremy turned a small buttplug over and over.

The Hakamo-o looked from the rubber sex aid to Thomas, sizing up his rear. “Hakaaaa… Mo?" A vine whipped around the shop, quickly retrieving a slightly larger plug. Jeremy nodded, smiling. “Hak." Thomas gulped as the Venusaur added it to the glove on the counter. The next item was a pair of sturdy leather cuffs. The straps were several inches wide and reinforced, each one with a brass ring secured by more leather strips in an 'X' design. Opposite the rings were large brass buckles designed to keep the massive cuffs on it's wearer's wrists.

A vine pushed Jeremy towards Thomas, both pokemon and human understanding what the Venusaur wanted. Thomas held his hands out as Jeremy gently attached the cuffs, smiling mischievously. He pulled the straps firmly, making sure they weren't too tight, but wouldn't slip off. The whole act further aroused the man, his cock straining against his pants as he spotted his pokemon's member begin to peek as well. Jeremy's grin grew wider when he noticed Thomas's bulge, giving it a quick grope before heading back over to the Venusaur's pile of suggestions.

Much to Thomas' relief Jeremy said no to the whips and paddles, though he did agree to several lengths of chain for the cuffs. The two started talking about a couple of small bottles, their pokemon language hiding purpose from Thomas. But while the two pokemon spoke, the man had a new concern. A vine had crept up behind him, looping itself around his waist before slipping down into his pants. Thomas grunted as it pushed down to wrap around his cock. Jeremy on the other hand was too caught up in conversation to realise what was going on.

The vine, having circled the thick member several times then popped back out from behind his belt. With a grace and dexterity Thomas was honestly not expecting, the tendril manipulated the buckle until it was undone, another vine helping his pants and underwear fall quickly to the floor. While the first vine began pumping the now released member, the other wrapped its way around the mans chest before working its way up to his face. Thomas wasn't sure what the Venusaur had in mind, but he didn't have long to wait before finding out.

The vine pushed forward to his lips. At first Thomas tried moving his mouth to either side but the tight squeeze around his cock caused him to gasp in surprise. The tentacle moved with speed, thrusting into his mouth and halfway down his throat before pulling back. Thomas' moan was muffled by the long green vine as it began pumping his throat in time with his cock. He was so preoccupied with those two vines he didn't notice the four others prepared to wrap his wrists and ankles.

The vines pulled Thomas to the ground, holding him in place while he was deepthroated and jacked off. His mind swam with thoughts of how amazing it felt to be treated like that, coupled with the worry that it could get out of hand. Not to mention the complete lack of control, though that was something that drove his cock to throb harder. On all fours, staring over to Jeremy who was still chatting to the Venusaur, Thomas couldn't see the seventh vine creep up from behind. But he could certainly feel it when it shot out, impaling his arse with the long thin tentacle.

Stars swam through Thomas' vision as the vine coated his insides with something cool and slightly numbing. He couldn't tell what it was, but it felt amazing, even more so when the vine began thrusting into and out of him. It was both cold and very hot, tingly and numb but incredibly sensitive. His insides couldn't make up their mind, but it didn't matter as the vine's pace on his cock began to synch with the one in his arse. His body was being rhythmically fucked from three places at once, and he just had to take it.

By the time Jeremy turned around to check on his trainer, Thomas had been lifted from the floor, his body held up by the vines around his body and limbs. Two vines rhythmically pumping his mouth and arse while a third was coiled around his cock, squeezing in time with the other two. The Hakamo-o looked to his trainer's captor, but she just gave him a wink. Turning the man to face the ceiling, the Venusaur spread Thomas' legs, presenting his arse to the now fully erect pokemon.

Jeremy smiled as he strode over. “Hak. Haka mo." The vine pistoning Thomas' rear slowly pulled out, revealing a well lubricated passage ready for the Hakamo-o. He lined his cock up with the puckered hole and pushed. Both Jeremy and Thomas moaned in lust, the human's body shuddering with pure pleasure as the pokemon bottomed out. The Venusaur's time playing with Thomas had brought him to the verge of a climax, and as Jeremy started thrusting, the strange, conflicting sensations inside pushed him over the edge.

But as Thomas's body spasmed in orgasmic bliss, the tentacle around his cock squeezed the base of his shaft hard, preventing him from cumming. Thomas bucked his hips, desperate to cum but all he got was Jeremy slapping his arse as a reminder to keep still and not mess up the pokemon's rhythm.

A muffled whine filled the shop as Thomas' vine filled mouth begged for release. But The Venusaur had other plans. Deep down, Thomas understood. He was the sub, Jeremy was the Dom. Thomas wasn't finished until Jeremy was. And for now that meant riding straight through one orgasm into another, even if his cock ached with desire.

Jeremy's thrusts grew harder and deeper, his hips smashing against his trainers with wet slaps as he fucked the man senseless. Thomas' climax had caused his arse to clench, squeezing the draconic meat extra hard. Jeremy could also feel a strange tingling from the Venusaurs application of the desert pea nectar. She had shown him the bottle and mentioned it's effects, but Jeremy wasn't expecting a full demonstration. It felt amazing.

Jeremy pulled Thomas hard against him, burying his length deep inside as Thomas moaned again, his eyes glazed. “Haka. Hakamo-o, Hak." Thomas knew what that meant from the tone alone. The Vines tightened, pulling his legs further apart as Jeremy launched into his final stretch. Withdrawing to the tip gave both of them the rush of coolness before slamming back in to extreme heat.

Thomas rolled into his third orgasm just as Jeremy exploded inside him. The Venusaur, observing the Hakamo-o's climax finally freed Thomas' cock, sending ropes of jizz splattering against the man's chest. Jeremy roared, his bestial lust satisfied as he filled the trainer with hot draconic cum. Thomas' vision went blurry as he became overstimulated and overstuffed, moaning continuously into the vine still thrusting down his throat.

After Jeremy felt he had emptied himself into Thomas, he began to pull out. But the Venusaur stopped him. She used one of her vines to retrieve the buttplug and held it in front of Jeremy. He grinned, very amused by her idea. Placing the plug just above his member, Jeremy withdrew his cock, quickly replacing it with the black rubber toy, it's girth just wide enough to be caught inside the gaping hole as it slowly closed, trapping the fluids within.

The vines slowly lowered Thomas to the ground, freeing his limbs and body. Jeremy was there to help keep the man from slumping to the floor, hugging him as he was nudged into a kneeling pose. The last tendril slid its way out of Thomas' mouth, leaving him gasping. But instead of catching his breath, Thomas wrapped his arms around Jeremy and kissed him passionately. The two remained in their embrace for several minutes until they had both recovered from the erotic session.

A vine tapping the two on their shoulders was what brought their minds back to reality. It pointed at the sign on the door, 'Open, Cum Inside' facing them. “I think she wants to re-open." Thomas sighed, stating the obvious. The tendril then pointed towards a back room. The two got up, Thomas weaker in his knees than Jeremy, so the pokemon grabbed the backpack and hauled it along. The Venusaur put the items the two had decided on behind the counter for now as they ducked into the dark space, closing the curtain behind them.

“I can't believe that just happened." Thomas said, slumping onto a chair, quickly adjusting himself as the butt plug landed at a weird angle. “That's gonna take some getting used to." He chuckled awkwardly.

Jeremy laughed. “Hakamo. Mo-oh?"

“No, I- I kinda like it." Thomas answered. “Though we do have to talk about some things." a concerned look crept across Jeremy's face. “Nothing too serious, it's just… I don't know why, but lately pokemon seem to be very… interested. In me. I think." Thomas turned to face Jeremy directly, moaning a little as the plug repositioned itself. “Are pokemon usually this horny? I've fucked an average of…" he counted on his fingers “Four pokemon a day for the last two days."

Jeremy counted as well, somewhat confused at the number “Ha. Ka. Mo?"

“Well, You in the shed then You in a box, then the Sliggoo on the bus- OH! And the Lopunny on the bus, forgot about her." Jeremy went wide eyed. “Then You and the Sliggoo in the hotel, and the Machamp with you. And that was just yesterday." Thomas went beet red. “Wow. When I say it out loud…"

“Ha… Kamo?" Jeremy pointed down.

“Today? Well, you in the morning, then there was a Camelrupt-"

“Mohaka?" He coughed in surprise.

“Yeah, some grifter tricked me into losing a battle, my punishment was to clean a Camelrupt. She was a handful." Jeremy looked at him cynically. “She instigated. And I wasn't prepared to be on the wrong end of an eruption." Jeremy crossed his arms. Thomas decided to continue so he could get to his point. “Look, after that I got Mac and the Deino-"

“M- Ak?" Jeremy stammered, his name harshly sectioned to form the word.

“The Venipede. Likes Macarons." Jeremy looked lost. “Point is, for years nobody looked my way any more than to make sure their coin didn't miss my bowl. And now pokemon seem to be lining up the block for me."

“Haka, mo-o Hakamo?" Jeremy placed his hand on his own chest, unsure whether to feel hurt.

“No, no I don't want anything to change between us. Look." Thomas grabbed the pokemon's hand and held it tight. “Darius wants me to take the four of you back to the lab. Though technically I think he just wants me to bring that little green guy. I don't know what he wants to do with you and the other two. I want to stay with you. And I want all of you to stay with me." He squeezed the large clawed hand.

“And when we get there and have dropped the new pokemon off, then Rocket Bloody Rising won't be after us anymore. We'll be free to have you out more in public, and you can…" Thomas realised what he wanted to say, but was almost too embarrassed to say it aloud. “You can decide who you want to… y'know… share me with." Jeremy smiled. It wasn't the same mischievous smile that he'd had several minutes ago, it was warm and understanding.

Thomas shifted in the seat, trying to find the best way to explain what he wanted. “But for now, it's hard to have you out all the time. And I really kinda want to-"

“Hak?" The emphasis Jeremy put on the word caused Thomas to blush even more.

“That would be one way to put it." The man said, clearing his throat. “I've gone from the most ignored man in town to someone every pokemon seems to want to sleep with. I want to experience this. I want to enjoy it. Before it wears off." Jeremy cocked an eyebrow. “Hey, I know my luck. This is gonna end and it's gonna do so at a really stupid time and screw me over. You watch."

“Mo, Hakamo." Jeremy put a hand on Thomas' shoulder. “Mo," He inhaled deeply “Hak." And exhaled. Thomas took the pokemon's advice and took a moment to calm down.

He chuckled, feeling the pressure in his guts from all that cum. “That really is strange." He said, shifting about. Jeremy chuckled with him. “So, you probably realised we didn't make it out of Cannab today." Thomas figured while they had a minute, he should explain the plan. “Well, tomorrow we'll head off bright and early. Hopefully get within sight of the mountains before nightfall. Then we have a few days hike to get to and through them. There are a few nature parks and pokestops along the way, so rations won't be much of an issue, but I did pack carefully."

“Hakamo-ohhh…" Jeremy nodded in wonder at the new pack.

“Not sure if I'm gonna have you to myself tonight, so might as well give you the rundown." Thomas pointed out where he'd packed their supplies pocket by pocket. “So, poketreats in this one, my food in here. Then we have a few spare balls - I hope to catch a Mudbray on the way - and this tube is attached to a water skein in the main bag. But this tube goes to a smaller one, behind which…" He unzipped the hard case to reveal a pair of large wobbly eyes staring out from behind the clear plastic skein “lies the little guy in the old backpack. Tried to think of everything we'd need. Bedroll, tent and shovel are obvious. Food and water we got, as well as some other bits that might come in handy."

Thomas looked to Jeremy for his approval and was overjoyed when the pokemon nodded, smiling. “Hak. Hakamo." He slapped Thomas on the back. The man beamed.

“Right. Should probably get you away and find this 'Miss Blissey' place." The Hakamo-o cleared his throat, eyes open in mock surprise. “It's a pokemon lodging place. Nurse Joy recommended it." Jeremy's surprise turned to concern. “Got challenged and the guy cheated. Promised he'd go easy and not use any 'evolved' pokemon, but sent out very experienced Bouffalant and Tauros instead. Deino held his own for a bit but in the end both he and Mac got annihilated. Took them to the pokecenter a few hours ago. Then those two Rocket guys showed up."

Jeremy went pale, then red with anger. “Calm down." Thomas put both hands on Jeremy's shoulders. “They showed up looking for me but I've had a bit of a makeover and-" Jeremy slapped Thomas. It wasn't hard but it had purpose behind it. “Okay, fair enough. Can't let my guard down. This is more important." He stared at the bag, shaking his head. “Nurse Joy got Officer Jenny involved, and made a distraction so I could get out. Then I followed this card here." He showed Jeremy the business card, the pokemon nodding as his face slowly turned back to its normal pink and yellow.

“Hak." He pointed to the address.

“This street. Should only be a few doors down."

“Hak, amo?" He gestured to the building they were in.

“I, uh…" Thomas gulped, blushing again. “I wanted to get you something. To show how much you mean... to me." Without pause, Jeremy wrapped his arms around Thomas. Hugging tight. He took a few deep breaths, both of them sighing into the niceness of the embrace before Jeremy pulled away.

He pressed the business card into Thomas' hand. “Hakamo. Hak." He jabbed a finger at the card.

“Gonna pay for our purchases, then head straight there, don't worry." Thomas stood up. “Oagh!" He adjusted his pants. “Gonna have to see how this goes. Might have to leave it just for play time." Jeremy laughed as he pressed the button on his own ball, zapping back inside.

Thomas zipped the bag up and fixed his clothes before stepping back out into the shop. At the counter a Blaziken was buying several polished Blazikenite marbles. She looked at Thomas and smiled wickedly, snapping her beak seductively at him before leaving. Thomas went straight to the counter in front of the Venusaur and pulled out his wallet.

“I'll take everything Jeremy wanted and the glove as well." He said, pulling out his pay card. “Might take them out of their boxes here though…" He decided, reasoning 'Miss Blisseys' might have pokemon that don't want to know what lewd things he'd just bought. Fortunately once the payment went through, the Venusaur was quite adept at removing the items from their packaging. She even threw in a couple spare batteries for the glove.

It didn't take long for Thomas to reorganise the bag and have everything stowed away neatly. Once he was done he hefted the bag over his shoulder and waved goodbye to the Venusaur. “Thanks for tonight, it was a real- uh… eye opener." She winked back at him as one of her vines slapped a sign; 'Cum again soon.' Thomas smiled as he stepped out into the cool night air.

He checked up and down the street, just in case but didn't spot any thugs milling about. Still, he decided not to risk it and stuck to the shadows as he made his way down the street. “21… 19… 17…" He muttered to himself, counting street numbers as he went. “Here, 13." Thomas looked up at the building. It was in pretty good nick compared to the rest of the street. He pushed the door open and walked into the entryway. A dozen or so pokemon milling around in the lobby bar all turned to look at him.

Thomas felt like he was in a western and the saloon pianist just stopped playing. Every step was painfully loud as he made his way over to the reception. Right then his pack was almost impossibly heavy, his knees close to buckling from nervousness. He got to the counter, resting his elbows on the wood as he looked around behind for a receptionist. Several larger pokemon started making their way towards him.

A Rhyperior and Scyther flanked the man as he turned. “Look I'm not here to make trouble. Nurse Joy sent me." The majority of pokemon got back to what they were doing after that name drop, though the Scyther still eyed him closely.

“Blissey?" a voice wafted out from a small office down one of the hallways. A Blissey's head popped out, going bug eyed when she spotted Thomas. “Blissey! Blliiiisss…" The man could hear papers being shuffled and a stapler slamming down “-sssey!" Finished what she was doing, the Pokemon quickly returned to the reception. “Bliss, Blissey?"

Thomas slipped the business card across the counter and whispered. “I need a place to lay low for the night. Nurse Joy recommended 'Miss Blisseys'. I take it that's you?"

“Bliiiisss." She nodded in understanding “Blissey Bliss." She pointed to a sign on the wall; 'No Vacancy'.

“Dammit." Thomas grumbled, causing the Scyther to stand again, ready to walk back over.

“Bliss." She rested a hand on his, calming him. “Blissey…" She hopped over to what looked like a switchboard from the turn of last century and pressed several buttons. Reaching over to a mic she spoke into it. “Blissey bliss. Bliss, Blissey Blissey Bliss?" Several short growls came through from the other end.

“I'm happy to reimburse anyone." Blissey held up her hand for him to be quiet.

Several more higher pitched growls could be heard before Blissey smiled at Thomas. “Blissey Bliss." Hanging up the receiver she pointed to one of the many hooks without a key around it; number 8.

“Thank you so much. I don't know how to repay you."

Blissey looked around the room of various pokemon, then waved Thomas to her office. He followed, and when inside she shut the door. Her expression had changed from happiness to concern. Miss Blissey held the card up, showing him Nurse Joy's handwriting; 'Trust Only Blissey'. “Blissey?"

Thomas set his pack down on her desk and unzipped the hard case, pulling out the backpack nest to show her the pokemon inside. Blissey gasped. She didn't have time to follow it up with a question before her office door was smashed in by an irate Scyther. He readied himself to attack the trainer when Blissey Shouted at him. “BLISS!" The bug pokemon stopped dead in his tracks, eyes wide at the verbal smackdown. Then he saw the small green pokemon.

“Scy?" He asked, pointing to the little guy as though it were the strangest thing he'd ever seen.

“What's going on?" Miss Blissey turned back to Thomas with only seriousness in her eyes. She wanted an explanation. Thomas tried to condense everything he knew. “Rocket Rising killed the scientist that found it. His pokemon," Thomas tapped Jeremy's ball “a Hakamo-o found me, and we're on a trek to get them all to the Dragon Research Institute in Unova. Started in Milra yesterday, and they tracked me here. They've been to the other hotels by now. I didn't know where to go so Nurse Joy sent me here."

The Scyther tapped Jeremy's ball. “Scy. Ther."

“Close the door." Thomas said. When The bug pokemon initially didn't Miss Blissey just stared at him until he did so with a laboured sigh, resting the now broken door handle on a nearby chair. Once private again, he summoned Jeremy in a flash. Jeremy's smile turned to a quizzical frown as he stood in front of a non-smiley Blissey and a very confused Scyther. Then he saw the green pokemon on the desk and spun around to face Thomas. “Desperate times! Besides, he barged in."

A growl grew in the Scyther's throat before Blissey gave him another death stare. The three pokemon then gathered around the small green one and spoke. Hakamo-o's eyes going wide several times as he adjusted the collar of Parker's vest. Thomas was completely in the dark, but when the conversation was over and the Scyther had left, Jeremy looked almost sickly.

“You alright?" Thomas asked, attempting to pat his friend on the shoulder. But Jeremy waved his hand away, instead just pressing his pokeball's button. With Jeremy back in his ball with a flash, Thomas turned to Blissey. “What the hell is going on?"

She sighed. “Blissey." waving her hand as a 'you wouldn't understand' gesture annoyed the man, but this was her place, and he wasn't going to try his luck. He moved to put the little green guy back in his back but checked to see what Miss Blissy's reaction was first. She looked to him then nodded. Thomas stowed the little green guy and thew the pack back on. “Blissey, Bliss."

Those words felt almost like a prayer, which only served to make Thomas all the more concerned for the importance of his cargo. But he had to leave that for another time. Miss Blissey waved him out of her office. “Room 8 right?" He asked. She nodded before closing the door.

“What is going on?" Thomas repeated, making his way down the hallway to room 8.

The 'lodge' was built around the notion of having a central bathroom and toilet area and separate dining area out front, leaving the rooms to essentially just be for beds. The ceiling height was the same as a normal building, making the man think it was perhaps not built as a pokemon lodge, but refurbished as one somehwere down the line. Though with the age of the decor and state of the place in general, that date was probably closer to the building's construction than right then.

Upon reaching the right room, he took a deep breath and knocked. Heavy thuds led to a click and creak as a Nidoking opened the door. He smiled, offering for Thomas to enter. “Thank you for doing this." Thomas said apologetically as he stepped inside “I don't want to be a burden." The Nidoking offered to take his pack and place it in the small, empty closet near the door. The man hesitated but agreed when he saw what little space there was in the room.

The space couldn't have been more than ten feet deep and six feet wide. Part of that depth was taken up by a closet on one side near the door and sink opposite. The rest of the room had huge foot-thick padded mats on the floor - acting as a sort of whole-room mattress - with an assortment of pillows and blankets stacked to one side. Laying down on the padding was a Nidoqueen, who was patting a spot next to her.

Thomas smiled, making his way over. The thick padding was a little hard to walk on, which found him falling to his knees next to the blue pokemon. The door closed behind him and Nidoking made his way across the padding as well. Once Thomas was laying down, the Nidoqueen moved alongside him, with the Nidoking on the other side. Their warm bellies pressed against his skin as he tried to get comfortable.

Then a purple arm stretched over his, the Nidoking stroking his Nidoqueen comfortingly with the human sandwiched between them. But neither pokemon were looking at each other, they were looking at him. The gentle stroking between the two pokemon slowly turned into a game of 'pet the human' as Thomas' body became the focus of the pokemon's interest. The whole thing felt good and it wasn't hurting anyone, so why stop them?

That's about when Nidoqueen found the man's bulge. He was being stroked and played with by two pokemon in bed, so of course his body had reacted appropriately. And so it was that his arousal was being grabbed and manipulated by the female pokemon. Her large blue hand eventually freed his still slightly reddened member. But instead of going all out on his cock like his last two encounters, the Nidoqueen was just content to play with it.

The Nidoking was also active, his hands stroking down Thomas' back and sides, groping his arse and stroking his thighs. Thomas felt the weight he'd been carrying melt away, the stress of the last few days finally pulled out of him with each careful stroke and push of the hand. “You don't happen to be a masseuse by trade?" Thomas asked jokingly. The two chuckled in response. “Because what you're doing is amazing."

The Nidoqueen's grip on his cock became a little tighter with that, her hand moving more like she was giving him a massage than just playing with him. He hadn't intended for her to change her method, but he wasn't going to complain at the result. Her strokes were long and firm, pulling from base to tip in one long motion before reaching down to the base again. Without thumbs, she couldn't take his member into a single hand, but the combined pressure and dexterity of both proved a surreal experience for Thomas.

Meanwhile against his back, Thomas could feel the balled fists of the Nidoking work their way up and down his muscles. They kneaded their way along either side of his spine then out to his shoulders and neck. It was such a wonderful feeling, the Nidoking finding problem spots and massaging the knots away as his partner did the same to Thomas's member.

After a while, he could feel the peeking tip of Nidoking's own arousal against one of his legs, and without a second thought, he pulled his pants off. There was seemingly no escape from horny pokemon as Thomas felt the Nidoking stroke a hand between the man's cheeks. Until it came to rest against the buttplug. The pokemon growled in confusion.

“My Hakamo-o." He said nervously, holding up his wrist cuffs. The two lizard pokemon looked at each other silently then laughed, shuffling in closer so the man was sandwiched between their two warm bodies. The Nidoking started to pull the plug out when Thomas placed a hand on his arm. “Wait…" he said, gulping “There's a lot of, uh… Hakamo-o… in there. You should be ready to, uh… plug it… back… up?" Thomas went bright red. Having to explain to another pokemon that his arse was full of cum and to be careful in case it leaked out prematurely was not something he ever thought he'd have to do.

But the Nidoking just smiled and growled seductively, moving Thomas' hand down to the growing reptilian erection. Thomas gladly co-operated, taking the thickening prick in hand and pumping it to life. He matched the motions of the Nidoqueen, synching their movements as best as possible. It was a much calmer pace, and it felt nice to take it that slow after the last few days.

Feeling as though he was leaving Nidoqueen out of the action - especially while giving him such a wonderful handjob - Thomas reached down between her thighs as well, fingertips searching for the sensitive slit between plates. With a gentle push his fingers slid down into her tight wet folds, eliciting a small gasp and growl from the blue pokemon. Her stroking paused momentarily as she got used to the mans fingers, but continued soon after with renewed vigour.

The three of them sat on the bed, stroking and playing with each other for what felt like an eternity. Thomas was happy, calm and content. These two were completely different to the various Nido's he'd seen around Milra. Most of them were trainers pokemon from out of town, and they were almost always in a bad - or at the very least apathetic - mood. But these two were loving and friendly.

Thomas felt the Nidoking slowly bucking his hips into each stroke, the man having apparently brought the pokemon to full mast. So given he was able to push three fingers all the way into the Nidoqueen's slick passage without too much effort and the Nidoking seemed ready to amp up the pace, Thomas guided them to him. The Nidoqueen placed her hand on Thomas' shoulder and positioned her moist entrance at the tip of his cock. Then in one long, slow movement, she sank down on his throbbing tool. For the first time Thomas felt his cock bottom out; the Nidoqueen's passage not long enough for his member. The two shuddered at the sensation, Thomas unaware that was a first for her too.

The Nidoking needed no further instructions either, And after watching the human enter his partner, he placed his cock against the hard edge of the butt plug. He growled, letting Thomas know he was about to do a quick swap and the man nodded, still somewhat occupied by the shallow passage squeezing his cock. But with a twist of the Nidoking's wrist, the man's attention was brought to his rear. The twist loosened the rubber from his skin, but the slow pull was what tore at his mind.

It was exquisite agony. His hole was being stretched open from the inside. And it felt amazing. His cock twitched inside the Nidoqueen, causing her to gasp again and wriggle down upon it, trying to force more inside. “Close…" He moaned though gritted teeth. “Close…" The thickest part of the plug slipped past his ring and the Nidoking was quick to replace it with his own cock. “AAHHHNnnnmmmmmmm…" Thomas cried, his shock turning to a pleasureful hum as the short, thick Nidoking cock was hilted within him, the cum-coated walls providing no resistance to the ridged member.

The sensation was incredible. The Nidoking was girthier than Jeremy, but much shorter. He could feel the shape as it entered, heavily ridged along the top of the shaft but bulbous and veiny beneath. The thickness smashed against Thomas's prostate and sent wave after wave of sensation though him with each pulse of the Nidoking's heartbeat. At the same time the Nidoqueen was just enjoying Thomas' length, her pussy never having been filled so far. The three of them lay still, enjoying each other's warmth and company.

But laying between the two gave Thomas an idea. He slid his hips backwards, pressing against the Nidoking's hips as his cock withdrew from the Nidoqueen. Then slowly he pushed forward back into her, feeling the cock in his arse pull out. The two picked up on his rhythm and began thrusting their hips in synch, to best make use of the least movement. All three of them hugged each other close, the heat of the pokemon's breath heavy on the man's back and chest as they cuddle-fucked.

Thomas leaned in, not thinking and kissed the Nidoqueen on the muzzle. When she opened her mouth to lick his cheek, he realised he could probably fit his whole head in there. The sheer cavernous size of her maw aside, the sensation of such a large and powerful tongue sensually licking his cheek and neck just made the whole thing that much more intense. He ran a hand down the Nidoqueen's neck, stroking it gently as she practically purred in response.

The Nidoking was thrusting harder now, his hips slapping against Thomas' arse, prompting a lust-fuelled moan from both the human and Nidoqueen. It was such an amazing feeling, backing up into a thick cock before pounding away into a loose pussy, and nothing was too big or too tight. To Thomas at least.

The Nidoking was used to fucking a wider passage, so the combination of how strange and taboo it was to fuck a trainer combined with the feeling of another pokemon's cum sliding against his member and the tightness of Thomas' rear led to the pokemon's climax arriving early. Fortunately his partner was sharing similar feelings, the Nidoqueen suffering from sensual shock as Thomas' cock rammed her inner walls with each thrust.

There was no Cervix to speak of with pokemon, as they all seem to lay eggs. However the 'end' that Thomas had been pushing against was in fact just a sharp turn, a turn a cock wouldn't be able to make. Unless of course the Nidoqueen were to arch her back as her orgasm approached. Which she did. With an uncomfortable pop and the sensation of sliding the last few inches to take Thomas' cock to the hilt, the Nidoqueen came. And Came hard. Her body convulsed as her orgasm smashed through, washing over her like a flood.

Hearing his partner moan in orgasmic bliss was all the Nidoking could take. He thrust home, burying his cock in Thomas' already full arse and let loose a veritable torrent of hot seed. Pulse after pulse of the hot fluid erupted into Thomas, his rear almost instantly full and leaking. Large, purple hands grasped the man's waist as the Nidoking ground his hips against Thomas', twitching with each release of more sperm.

Thomas was able to celebrate not being the first to cum for only a few seconds before his own climax hit with full force. The Nidoqueen's furthest reaches were being painted white as Thomas came where no pokemon or human had ever cum before. He left her in the position she was in and instead of hugging, Thomas groped her creamy protrusions that felt and looked to him like breasts. The Nidoqueen's moans certainly indicated they may be just as sensitive as their mammalian counterpart, so Thomas continued to grope them as he fired yet more cum into her hungry pussy.

The three stayed locked together for several minutes. Thomas warm and content between the two. He looked to either of them to see if they were going to get up, but instead - with the Nidoking still buried in the man's cum-filled arse and Thomas still semi-hard inside the Nidoqueen's throbbing pussy - the pokemon just pulled the blankets over the three of them and clapped, turning off the light.

Thomas sighed. 'Five per day.' He thought, doing the math in his head. 'I don't know how much of this I can take.' A grin crept across his lips as he thought about what the future had in store for him. And with a Nidoking inside him, and himself inside a Nidoqueen, Thomas fell asleep.

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