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Vanessa had been out on a Pokémon journey for a while now—mostly as an act of self-reflection rather than to be the very best. Traveling around the Kanto region with her partner Pokémon, Swampert, she’d met lots of new people and learnt lots of things. Now, though, after a long time, she’d be back in Pallet Town, with her family. She couldn’t wait to see them again!

The world felt a lot more like home as she left Viridian city. It felt nostalgic, talking to shopkeepers she’d known all her life, people who’d helped her when she just started out, even some of the trainers she’d battled at the time. A few of them had gone on their own journey, others were happy to stay. Most of them had remembered her, too. She couldn’t help but-

“Hey!”

Her reveries were interrupted by a chipper voice. Turning to her right, she saw another woman running up to her, grinning excitedly. She had darker olive skin and curly, white hair with a red streak through it. Vanessa managed to pick up on her white lipstick and eyes, but…

Well, she had trouble looking the woman over completely, as her eyes kept sticking to some… large features. She was wearing a tight crop-top that was having trouble containing her bust, and a miniskirt that was being lifted up by a titanic, twitching bulge. It was basically public indecency, she could almost smell its musk from here. She would have opened her mouth to say something, had the stranger not done so first.

“You’re a Pokémon trainer, right?”

“Y-yes, but-”

“Oh great, me too! I’m actually starting my journey today!”

The woman radiated a sense of joy and friendliness, almost innocent compared to her skimpy outfit. Feeling that it would be impolite to break that up, she replied: “Oh, nice. I-i’m actually finishing up my own. Me and Swampert are taking a break.”

The other woman smiled, licking her lips a bit before replying: “Aw, that’s great to hear! What a coincidence, though,” she reached down to her skirt, taking a Pokéball off a belt–a luxury ball, “I’ve been looking for another trainer to warm up with. Would you be up to have a battle with me before you take your break?”

Vanessa glanced down, seeing six Pokéballs on the girl’s belt. This stranger must have prepared this journey for a while, if she wasn’t lying. She tried to focus on those Pokéballs rather than 

“I-I’m up for that, yeah! I’ve only got Swampert though, so let’s keep it 1-versus-1, alright?”

“Of course! Besides, it’d be unfair to play the numbers game, you know?” she agreed, “The name’s Enamora. I officially challenge you to a battle!”

“I’m Vanessa, and I accept! Go, Swampert!”

The two threw out their Pokémon at the same time. Vanessa’s Swampert let out an eager roar as it stepped onto the battlefield. She was broad and muscular, but more humanoid than most of her species with a rounded chest and more feminine curves. The ground shook as she landed, throwing her weight around without even trying.

“Go,  Petal!

Enamora released a Gallade, gracefully landing and flashing a confident smile as it regarded its opponent. It had more human proportions than usual, with a broader waist and thicker, more muscular arms, and though it remained quiet, it projected an aura of strength. It was eager to fight.

“Are you sure you’re a beginner, Enamora? That’s quite a strong Pokémon you have there.”

“Oh, I assure you. I’ve simply prepared quite well~”

She struck her hand out, commanding her Gallade. Its blade-like arms lit up as it twisted and turned, empowering its body through a Swords Dance. It deftly weaved through Swampert's water attacks, until it came into striking distance.

“Sacred Sword!”

And they got into hand-to-hand. Against a large opponent, Gallade’s strikes weren’t the most effective, but its increased strength left Swampert reeling. Using speed to its advantage, it launched a barrage of strikes at her. Many were glancing blows, hitting her armored shells or being blocked, but her guard was starting to break.

“Swampert, use Waterfall!”

Then, with a swift movement, Swampert grabbed the gallade by the throat. A torrent of water shot it upwards a few meters before she slammed her opponent into the ground. The dirt around them loosened from the force. Swampert would lift her fist up, hammering down strike after strike. She didn’t hit as often as she wanted—even trapped under her weight Gallade was agile, biding its time for another Gap.

“Psychic!”

The call was made, and Swampert found herself grasped by a powerful kinetic force. She was grabbed and thrown a few feet away. The shove had been a lot stronger than expected, and in the time she needed to recover, Gallade was upon her again. Vanessa quickly shouted another command, but it was shouted over by Enamora’s call:

“Petal, use Mating Press!”

Mating what.

Gallade’s arms suddenly tackled Swampert to the ground, pinning her arms in place while her legs were pushed up to her head. Vanessa’s eyes went wide as she saw her opponent’s Pokémon start grinding against hers, a gigantic cock suddenly showing itself between his thighs. It was at least twelve inches long, and a second later, it was inside Swampert.

She could only watch as her partner Pokémon was suddenly being pounded. Gallade moaned loudly as he aggressively pistoned inside her, body jiggling with every powerful movement. Swampert’s stomach bulged with every thrust inside her. Her surprised and confused yelps quickly turned to moans of desperate pleasure, like a switch had been flicked in her brain.

As it kept pounding, Gallade looked up at her and flashed a smug grin. It sped up even, watching her scandalized expression as he ravished his prey. Her best friend.

“That’s it, Gallade! Cum inside, now!”

And with that command, Gallade hilted inside Swampert, its balls pulsing as it dumped a thick, warm load inside her. Vanessa saw her stomach bulge out rapidly, saging with the weight of its cum. By the time it had gotten too full for her to stand up, Swampert had already fainted.

“Well, looks like I won!”

Enamora laughed, walking up to her. She’d taken her cock out now—as big if not bigger than Gallade’s, sticking in the air far above her skirt, drooling precum and filling the air with its powerful scent.

“What… why did you do that?”

Enamora wrapped an arm around Vanessa, holding her close while her other hand slowly stroked her cock. They both watched as Gallade refused to stop fucking, using Swampert’s unconscious body as its personal cumdump. It moaned, letting out another load and swelling its womb even further.

“Everyone needs to fuck sometimes, you know? Gallade was so pent-up, and I knew that if you didn’t have any cute mons, he could knock you up. But, since you had that lovely Swampert…”

Vanessa gulped, feeling another twitch against her. The scent of Enamora’s precum was powerful, intoxicating. Her cock was rubbing against her now, with the other girl pumping her hips back and forth to coat her pants in precum.

“I think I’ll be using your body instead.”

When Vanessa woke up, she was lying on top of her Swampert’s pregnant belly. Her own stomach was bloated with cum after many rounds of breeding, and all of her clothes were gone, torn to shreds or too filthy to wear. She could hardly remember what had happened, after her fifth orgasm things started blurring together.

“Damn, I’m spent,” Enamora laughed, pulling her cock out of her opponent with a satisfied smile and a loud pop! , “that was good! Thanks for that, I’m sure you’ll make a perfect mom, dear.”

“...m-mom?”

“Yeah, of course! I’m not gonna use protection for someone I don’t know,” she confirmed, returning Gallade to his Pokéball, “I mean, being a single mom should be fun, right? I’ll be sure to visit you in a few years, maybe, if I can remember. Don’t count on it~”

A shrug as she threw an envelope of money onto Vanessa’s cum-bloated body. Responsibility was a no-go for her, especially so early.

“Here, this should help. I’ve got to go now, see you!”

And she was alone, watching the sun above her as Swampert woke up, exhausted. As she got up, shivering and sore, all she could wonder was what sort of Pokémon trainer would treat a journey this way.

“Hmm, this is difficult…”

A few days earlier, Enamora—or Ena, as her employees often called her—had been dotting the i’s on her preparations for a long, beautiful journey. It had been an impulsive idea at first, something she joked about to others, but after a while, the desire became genuine. Had she not been busy running her Pokémon Daycare, she’d have gone out immediately.

“Georgie? Could you come in? I’m having some trouble picking clothes.”

“Of course!”

Georgie, a long-time friend and her first employee, ducked under the doorframe and into the room. At 8 feet tall with a beyond-generous amount of muscle, she didn’t move around as easily as most. Still, that didn’t mean much when her boss-slash-best friend needed help

“That’s quick!”

“Of course I’m quick. If I’m not, you’re gonna think about what socks to wear for another hour, aren’t you?”

That prompted a laugh from Ena, who had indeed been sorting through a large stack of socks.

“You got me there. I know I’m going to some cold environments, so…”

She quickly pulled down her panties, digging her cock out and pulling one of the large socks over it, covering her member in a striped red-and-white pattern.

“It matches my hair, but it also kinda looks like a candy cane, doesn’t it?”

“Unfortunately, yes,” Georgie agreed, smiling fondly, “Might need a different pattern. Or sweatpants, at that point.”

“...fair cop.”

“I know, I know, you love indecent exposure,” she continued with a coy smile on her face, “but some loose, warm pants will look cute on you, trust me. Maybe add a scarf and a beanie, and it’ll be perfect.”

Ena sighed, pulling the sock off and sitting down on the bed. After pulling her panties back up, she was back to the same combination, and the same inappropriately-large bulge.

“This looks kinda immodest, I think.”

“Yes, but it’ll be noticeable even with a long skirt, anyways.”

“Not if I don’t wear panties!”

“You’ll be rock-hard the whole time from the thrill. You don’t want to wear a cage, do you?”

Ena groaned, shaking her head as she decided to pack another miniskirt.

“Well, that should be most of the clothes, at least. I might take some cock-socks with me for the extra warmth, though. They’ll be cute,” she decided, lifting her cock and petting it gently, “but it’ll be a while before I get anywhere cold, Sinnoh’s a way out.”

“Really? I thought you’d go there first.”

Her friend’s plan had been fairly clear-cut: Impregnate every female Pokémon champion, and maybe fuck a few of the male ones on the way there. And when it came to female champions, everyone knew Cynthia was the strongest one.

“Hey, gotta give the World Champ her due respect! Gotta make sure I’m up to snuff first, beat a few gym leaders, maybe get Diantha first? She’s strong, but she’s soooo cute~” Her cock twitched at that declaration, Ena’s mind no doubt full of lewd thoughts.

Georgie sighed and sat down next to her friend, giving her dick a gentle smack to the head to wake her back up.

“Well, let’s settle on the basics first. Is there anything else you’ll need before heading out?”

“Not really. I’ve rounded up my team, I’ve got my clothes and food, a pokédex, et cetera. Anything else on your end?”

“No, I’ve briefed everyone else and put a schedule together for the next few months. You should be fine!”

“Great, I knew I could rely on you!” Ena laughed, kissing Georgie’s cheek before hopping to her feet. In that case, it was time to go! “I’ll see you in a while, then. Good luck!”

Georgie could barely get out a ‘good luck’ of her own before Ena was out the room, and out the door. With her hand briefly grazing her kissed cheek, Georgie sighed, stretched, and decided it was time to get back to work.

There were quite a few days of travel between Pallet Town and her first gym of choice. Kanto’s champion didn’t quite interest her, but some of its gym leaders were interesting folks. Her roadmap was leading her to Celadon city, but she was taking the scenic route this time.  She was pretty new to this whole ‘adventuring’ business, rushing straight for the gym leader wouldn’t be wise—especially with her inexperienced team. Still, the prize at the end…

Petal glanced at her as they sat by the campfire, watching her cock twitch and grow hard. A Pokémon of few words, he titled his head in curiosity.

“Nothing, just thinking about our first big broodmother~” she admitted, scooting up against the Pokémon, pushing her cock against his, “Sabrina  seems like a good mom. I don’t know how breedable her Pokémon are, but I’m sure you’ll find someone good in there - for you or the rest of the team!”

Petal grunted in agreement. Ena felt his cock grow hard against her own. Being the exact same size had its benefits in that way. His arms were around her and soon she was on his lap, belly-to-belly, cock-to-cock.

“Oh, in a frotting mood, are you?” She asked rhetorically, gently gliding her penis over his and watching it twitch, “you’ve not had enough yet, huh? C’mon, let it out~”

Petal looked away, a bit embarrassed. At the same time, he put his hands around her waist, helping his trainer grind, making them twitch against each other.

“You’re cute, you know that? Breeding that swampert without shame, but you can’t stop blushing when I’m trying to make you moan,” Ena laughed, rubbing faster. Rivulets of precum started dripping down their shafts and onto Petal’s body. He had trouble containing himself, especially as his master hugged him and started humping fast, hard. She was moaning cutely, closing her eyes and simply relieving her urges on top of him.

“Arceus, your cock feels so nice, fuck, fuck…”

He had to start grinding back, the urge to breed rising inside him. Master wouldn’t let him breed her, but just cumming while against her cock was amazing. They’d done it for years now, and it never got old.

He moaned once, quietly, and came—his balls tensing as a thick rope of cum blasted over his body, coating both of their skins as Ena rubbed it in with her breasts. She continued rubbing as he kept spurting out his load. Usually he’d cum at least a few liters per load, if not more. Ena was happy to keep grinding until her partner was empty.

As its arms held her close, he began grinding faster, moaning more and louder, its balls smacking against Ena’s. He could feel her churning, and a few seconds later she came too.

Thick, virile cum sprayed all over him as she came without a word, grinding harder and harder as his skin was covered in the slimy, delicious substance. That had covered most of his body, and she wasn’t done yet. Panting, gasping, she looked even hungrier.

“Mouth or ass?”

He smirked, gesturing to its mouth. Master stood up and slammed her throbbing, swollen cock down its throat, dumping another liter down. She kept thrusting like a maniac, moaning and grunting like she was a Pokémon herself.

“Fuck, glad you’re still so tight bud,” she moaned, releasing her grip on him after a bit. She pulled out most of the way, leaving the head in his mouth for him to suck on. Meanwhile, she jerked herself off, milking into her dear gallade’s mouth, “Enjoying the taste?”

He nodded and hummed, psychic energy briefly flowing through her cock. She gasped, jerking a bit faster and feeling another small spurt of cum. Petal’s tummy was swollen with cum already, nice and bouncy.

“Not gonna lie, I’m kinda nervous about this journey, but I’m glad we’ve still got each other. Even if things are tough, I can always trust in you. Loving, knowledgeable, and with some delightfully tight holes~”

She cupped his cheek, pinching him a bit, before adding: “if you’re thirsty tomorrow morning, feel free to take another drink, okay?”

He winked back, patting his stomach and cupping her balls. A few more seconds and she pulled out, her cock now covered in glowing saliva.

“Atta, boy. Wanna sleep with me or in the Pokéball?”

Stumbling to his feet, he gestures towards her and the sleeping bag. She nodded, helping it walk over there and getting ready for sleep.

They usually shared a sleeping bag. Just as usually that sleeping bag would need a thorough cleaning the morning after, no matter how deeply they slept. Getting in position, they were already flush against each other. A bit of stumbling later and Petal’s cock was already hard again, trapped between his master’s warm thighs, while her cock was smacking against his stomach.

“Let’s try and sleep a whole night, okay?”

Petal nodded affirmatively, a coy smile on his face even as he tried to fall asleep.

Both of them knew that wasn’t going to happen, but it was always worth a try. Feeling themselves twitch and drip, they relished in each other’s warmth as they started to drift off.

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By the morning, the two of them were cleaning out a cum-filled sleeping bag. They were more than happy to have a cold stream nearby—with both of them covered in semen from the neck down, they could use that bath. Once the bag itself was clean, both of them soaked in the water.

Ena shivered as the cold water surrounded her. Even in the summer sun, it took her a minute or two to get used to it, to get her breath under control. Her arms rested on the shore while she watched the dried semen break off from her body. It was so refreshing!

Petal hummed, a psychic connection accompanying its voice. A question.

“If there’s any… hot fish?”

A nod.

Ena laughed and shook her head, “Well, not by my standards. I’m not that interested in magikarps or goldeens. Golduck would be fun, maybe a tentacruel, but you know how I go about it.”

Another hum while it polished the spike on top of its head.

“Yeah, golduck would be terrible at giving head, I know, but at least it looks vaguely humanoid,” she said, immediately holding up a finger. “The fish shape just doesn’t do it for me most of the time, you know?”

He narrowed his eyes, a slight smile on his face as he mimed a magikarp in his hands, fake-thrusting into it.

“I don’t need a magikarp for that, though. I’ve got you~”

A quiet laugh hidden behind his hand as he got out of the water, soft cock still hanging out. Ena licked her lips at the sight, getting up after him.

“Mind if I have a quick drink before we set out?”

Petal nodded, turning around as his mistress kneeled between his legs. Talk about a good start to the day.

Viridian City was a beautiful place. Closest to the Indigo Plateau, a regular influx of powerful trainers kept the economy flowing, supporting shops, craftspeople, or joining up with the various schools and universities when their journey was over. When it came to success stories, Viridian might be of the highest order.

Ena knew this place fairly well, having studied here to become a Pokémon breeder. Nostalgia aside though, she didn’t have any plans to stay here for long. Beginners didn’t have much to gain here besides supplies and advice, after all, and the former was enough for her.

“Here you go, ma’am!” The shopkeep said, politely looking up instead of what the rest of the shoppers were looking at. She’d gotten herself a few potions, antidotes and other healing items, just in case. Some escape ropes weren’t too bad either.

“Thank you, have a nice day,” she smiled, paying her fees and stuffing her items into her bag. She was about ready to head out—Checking the map she’d bought, she would have to go through Viridian forest, then Pewter city. The road to Saffron proper would be quite long, actually—if she set out now, she’d have to spend the night in a forest. Inexperienced as she was, that didn’t seem wise. So… that would mean a night spent in some hotel here, which seemed boring. Still, she best go find one before all the rooms are booked. The Pokémon center was an option, but she didn’t want to cause a ruckus there.

She checked her phone while strolling through the main road, looking for any hotel that might be to her taste. Unfortunately, as her focus drifted towards a place to stay, she didn’t watch the road.

“Oof-”

She tripped, then fell, though her fall was cushioned by the person she’d collided with. Looking away from her phone, she found herself face-to-face with another girl. Messy blue hair, a pair of glasses, wearing a cute bomber jacket. She looked a tad dazed from the collision. Looks, though, weren’t what Ena was focusing on now.

First, there was the girl’s smell. She was sweaty . An acrid, musky scent covered her whole body, strong enough to make Ena’s nostrils flare up and her cock twitch. It was a delicious, unclean scent that made the girl seem nervous, hard-working, but mostly sent her own thoughts into overdrive. She couldn’t stop sniffing.

The second thing was the sensation. It was easy to feel through the girl’s sweatpants, but she had a large, bulging cock hidden under there. It was pressing against her own, twitching, throbbing, much like her. Instinctively she started rubbing against it, even as she talked:

“O-oh, I’m so sorry! I wasn’t looking, my bad!” Ena said, slowly rising to her feet and helping the stranger up. She could see the girl’s massive bulge forming, perhaps just as aroused as her.

“I-it’s okay, I wasn’t looking, too…” she said, looking away. Her nostrils flared once, then twice, before glancing down. “Oh, we should…probably get out of the way, don’t want to annoy others…”

Ena nodded, taking the young woman’s hand a little forcefully and pulling her along, out of the way and into a side street. Both of them were slightly red in the face, and if Ena had to guess, for the same reason. Maybe that was wishful thinking, though.

She sniffed the air again, noting the other’s scent getting stronger. More aroused, more nervous?

“Did you get hurt at all, miss…” Ena started, more curious than concerned.

“Gina. And no, I’m okay,” she said, smiling nervously. “B-but, uhm, I was curious… were you just humping against me, ma’am?”

“You can call me Ena, and… yeah, I was. Sorry about that, just… instinct, I guess, you smell really good!”

Gina blushed at that, looking away for a second.

“I mean it-” Gina yelped as Ena leaned forward. “-can I get closer? I wanna smell more~”

The blue-haired girl was red as a tomato by now, but did nod, “Y-yes, I wouldn’t mind… people don’t usually say I smell good.”

And with that, Ena was against her, bending down to press her face into Gina’s armpit. Ena froze up, feeling her cock harden rapidly. She was touching directly against a warm, happy person who was huffing her hairy armpit like it was a bouquet of flowers. She lifted her arm a little, giving the stranger more space.

Even through a jacket and a t-shirt, Gina had a strong smell. The shirt was damp with sweat, staleness mixing in with the musk, and it was setting Gina on edge. She kept breathing it in, cock nearly breaking through her panties as kept huffing this shy woman’s pits. So good…

It took all her willpower to pull back, her face red and eyes glazed over a bit. Both of them were obviously hard as a Gigalith by now, blushing but staying close.

“Fuck, you smell so good,” she breathed, reaching both hands down to adjust her panties and stroke her cock. “I think I want more of that delicious body of yours, Gina~”

Gina laughed, overwhelmed and flattered by the older woman’s compliments and arousal, and replied: “Could I smell you, too? You’re getting all sweaty now~”

“Of course,” Ena nodded, lifting her arm and giving Gina a good look at her own unshaven pits, “dig in~”

Gina moved with some hesitation, standing on her tip-toes before pressing the tip of her nose into Ena’s armpit.  Within the space of a breath, she felt her mind go cloudy and her cock spurt out precum. It wasn’t as strong as her own scent, but still weirdly virile, intoxicating. She took another sniff, then another, digging her nose in deep.

“Look at you, you little musk slut~” Ena’s voice whispered in her ear, making her shudder. “Get in there, go crazy~”

She didn’t have to be told twice. As Ena’s hands groped her and pulled her up a bit, she kept breathing her in, before pressing her lips against the woman’s pit. She began kissing, then licking, then sucking. The scent and the taste mixed into a potent combination, overwhelming her thoughts with a hunger for more. She held Ena’s waist as she licked and sucked faster, making the woman gasp and moan a little. Their cocks were against each other again, twitching and letting out little spurts of precum.

“I-I wanna fuck you, ma’am,” Gina blurted out without a thought, pulling back to take a breather. She was having a hard time keeping her own composure, but she knew what she wanted to do, “I want you to smell my dick, you’ll love it~”

Ena leaned in, kissing Gina’s ear before whispering back: “I think I wanna fuck you instead, Gina~ I wanna pound your hairy, wet pussy until you’re cumming buckets over yourself. How’s that sound?”

They were grinding against each other now, both deeply eager to jump the other, but holding back for the others’ sake.

“N-no can do… unless… you wanna battle about it?” Gina slid her pants down a bit, showing Ena just the base of her cock, an invitation. In her right hand, she now held two Pokéballs. Only two. “I know you’ve got six… pick two. Let’s see who’s better~”

Gina bit her lips, watching as Ena grabbed a luxury ball and a net ball. Deciding to take the initiative, Gina brought out her first Pokémon, her Braixen. She left her ball with utmost grace, twirling her wand around in her hands and showing off her slender form. 

Ena started to drool. “Oh, that’s a cutie…” she remarked, adding, “winner’s Pokémon gets to fuck the loser’s, okay?”

Braixen looked confused at that, but Gina nodded immediately. Looking back at her mistress, Braixen quickly saw the growing bulge and sighed.

And when her mistress’ opponent brought out a Gallade, she was fairly sure she’d been wrapped up in some bullshit. Either way, it ignited its wand, ready for a fight.

“Petal, use Mating Press!”

Ena commanded for the second time, moaning and bucking her hips as she watched that gallade cum inside Braixen. The fox’s belly was nice and round already, and they were both having a great time breeding—once Braixen realized the battle wasn’t going anywhere, she’d spread her pussy and eagerly received him, moaning and cumming her brains out.

“Petal, use Mating Press!”

More pressure, more fucking. Gina watched, deeply aroused, as her opponent took out her cock and started stroking it in front of her. The alleyway was quiet, leaving only the sounds of desperate lust as Petal kept going.

“Petal, one more mating press!”

And it obeyed, breeding her Pokémon with reckless abandon, moaning happily as it would dump another load inside. Not a single drop of cum had been spilled, which left the fox Pokémon’s womb full. It was humiliating, but hot.

“Now, give her a little kiss, and we’ve won~”

Gina wouldn’t bother bringing out her second Pokémon after that—Petal pecked his partner on the lips, and Braixen fainted with hearts in her eyes. She recalled her partner Pokémon to her Pokéball and sighed, undoing her sweatpants again.

Still fully hard, the scent of precum now wafted through the air as her thick, veiny cock was released from its jockstrap. It was a full 15 inches, foreskin pulling back a bit every time it twitched. She could at least sigh in relief that it got to breathe now, even as Ena's hands bent her over a dumpster.

“Fuck, that pussy looks amazing! I’ll have a taste first, don’t mind me~” 

A pair of lips pressed against her hairy pussy. It was unbearably warm and sweaty, but as Ena started eating her out, she could tell that the older woman didn’t care in the slightest, she loved it even. Her tongue pressed deep inside immediately, wriggling around and tasting her sour juices as they mixed in with her sweat. Gina spread her legs further, moaning loudly without a care for who would hear. One of Ena’s hands was around her cock, gently stroking up and down, while the other was teasing her clit, gently pulling on it and making sure it got lots of attention.

“Oh, Arceus, ma’am, c-calm down~” She moaned, receiving a light spank in response. She felt Ena’s hand squeeze her balls gently before continuing to milk her—her warm, skillful mouth moving to suck on her clit. It was so much all at once, and the tension had left her pent-up, and-

Ena didn’t stop milking her as she came. Both her hands started stroking her cock, while her mouth was drinking straight from her hairy pussy as she squirted all over her. Gina was seeing stars at this point, feeling liter after liter of thick, virile cum shoot out and splatter onto the ground. Her balls tensed, her legs shook, and Ena just kept going, like she was trying to make her pass out!

“God, so tasty,” the older woman laughed, kissing Gina’s nuts with two loud smooches before standing back up. Gina was still panting and drooling onto the dumpster when she felt a loud smack! as Ena dropped her cock onto her back. The woman leaned over her, locking her arms around her and tickling the trail of hair going down from her belly button.

“I hope you’re not too tired, Gina, I’m feeling pent up!” she said cheerfully. “Turn your head a little bit? Mommy wants a kiss.”

She turned her head, receiving a surprisingly deep kiss. She could taste her own cum and sweat in Ena’s mouth, as strongly as Ena herself, and she felt herself grow hard again. She kept it going, moaning quietly as Ena slowly stroked her stomach, her breasts, feeling her up again.

“Now, just so you know,” Ena murmured once the kiss was broken, “I’m going to slide my cock deep inside your pussy. I’m going to pound you until I’m satisfied, and I’m going to knock you up. If you understand, say ‘Yes, mommy’.”

Gina paused, trying to process the meaning of those words, their audacity. Her cock spoke for her faster than her mind did, though, and she quickly blurted out a “Y-yes, mommy~”

The clanging of metal echoed through the alleyway as Enamora rammed her cock deep inside her, pushing past her cervix with such ease that Gina didn’t even feel it. Her stomach stretched with every thrust, occasionally pushing against the dumpster as the older woman’s animalistic pounding pushed her flush against its cold exterior. Her tits were being groped, her cock was throbbing painfully hard, it was so much…

Ena’s bicep was around her throat, pulling her in and arching her back. Hot, hungering breaths caressed the back of her neck, interrupted only by quick, sloppy kisses that left saliva dripping down her skin.

“So fucking cute. You hairy, sweaty little cumslut, walking around like your musk isn’t leaving everyone a horny mess. I could breed you forever~”

A deep breath, taking in that scent, before pounding even faster. Gina felt her womb stretching further, Ena throbbing and swelling, and their nuts slapping against each other, sending waves of stinging pleasure further into her. Ena couldn’t help herself, didn’t want to, and was soon cumming all over the ground, over the dumpster, moaning her lungs out.

It was hard to perceive anything but pleasure as Ena kept pistoning deep into her, flexing her bicep to choke her for a few seconds. It caused her to squirm and gasp, a feeling that Ena clearly enjoyed as she started moaning and fucking faster. Gina’s body felt numb from the orgasm, and she was glad Ena was keeping her up now.

“Fuck, I’m gonna cum in your tight little cunt, Gina. I’m gonna fill you up so good~” she smiled, kissing Gina’s cheek. “Thanks for that delicious body, girl.”

And with one thrust, then another, she was being filled . Her stomach bulged with the outline of Ena’s cock, then started to bloat from the liters of cum being poured into her, fertilizing her. She could feel her body surrendering to the woman’s cock, ovulating on command to make sure her gift was received. Eyes rolling back into her skull, drooling over both of them, it took all of Gina’s power to not pass out.

Minutes later, panting, Ena would pull out with a happy sigh. She didn’t let go though, making sure Gina wouldn’t fall over.

“Damn good, holy fuck,” she murmured, sighing. “Got a hotel room? I’ll get you to a safe place. Least I can do in return for that breeding session.”

Gina stammered something about the Pokémon center, leaning onto the dumpster as the older woman pulled her pants back up, trying to give her some decency with her belly this round. Her cock stirred, just a little bit—she didn’t want this to be the last time meeting the stranger, she knew that for sure.

It was night by the time the two were done, walking their way to Viridian’s main Pokémon center. It wasn’t a luxury hotel, but staying there was basically free for Pokémon trainers, and the healthcare was completely free, so it was a perfect place to stay. Ena had wanted a smaller place to stay, but with the time she’d spent having fun there was no easier option.

Gina had regained enough leg-strength to walk unsupported, but was still stumbling here and there. Keeping her upright was easy enough though, so Ena’s attention was on the rest of the city.

Any city would change drastically with night and day, and Viridian was no different. A lot of it was cozy—night displays, food stalls, the occasional partygoers, it brought up an air of cheer that wasn’t as common in the smaller town she hailed from.

At the same time, glancing into the many alleyways, she’d see the darker side. Walking around at night, especially in a Pokémon-heavy environment, was dangerous. Pokémon that regularly interacted with humans were likelier to get…feisty, when they had the chance. Case in point, she spotted an inexperienced trainer on the ground of the alleyway, his lower torso entirely engulfed by a grimer. He was squirming and moaning, likely having his balls drained completely. The girl getting gangbanged in that same alleyway wasn’t much better off, each of her holes filled by the slimy Pokémon.

Ena felt a touch of sympathy at the sight, even when she felt her arousal spike at the sight of a Nidorino pinning down another overconfident trainer, ready to enjoy his prey. Deciding to interrupt nature for once, she told Petal to take care of that problem.

It was beautiful, it was cruel, it was all deeply arousing. At the same time, it made her watch her back. She hadn’t been cautious in the slightest so far, and as powerful as her Pokémon were, not paying attention could be enough to put her in that same position. Perhaps she’d keep Petal next to her, just in case.

Sticking to the public side of the city, though, she found herself reaching the Pokémon center without too much trouble. She checked herself and Gina into separate rooms, more than glad Nurse Joy didn’t ask any questions, and let the younger woman figure it out herself. She’d slipped the support cash into her bag already, so that was all wrapped up.

Plus, though she would never admit it out loud, she’d been kind of scared of the girl. That thick, musky cock, bigger than her own, was so intoxicating, that she was pretty sure she’d have been the one bending over had she been huffing the girl’s scent for any longer. She’d be the one pregnant and dripping. That would’ve been humiliating!

She shuddered at the thought, letting Petal into her room and making extra sure her door was locked in case Gina found her. That girl wasn’t normal, she was sure. That wouldn’t be the last time they met.

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Ena would move on into Viridian forest the next day. It was a fairly well-threaded path, one she remembered walking even before she was a trainer, but that was with accompaniment. Now, with Pokémon by her side and a good dose of caution from what she’d seen last night, she felt a little worried. Her Pokémon were strong enough to fend off most things, but a horde would be tough. Especially given…

Well, to put it simply: she didn’t know her Pokémon very well yet. That was a folly of hers as a Pokémon breeder: with access to so many Pokémon, she didn’t have the time to bond as well as others. That would be a trial by fire. Though, there might be no better place for that than Viridian Forest.

She eyed the Pokéballs on her belt. Petal, of course, was her partner Pokémon. She’d been through thick and thin with him, so he wouldn’t need too much practice. Some of the others felt… unsafe, to bring out, given her criteria. So… she reached for a net ball, preparing to summon one of her newer Pokémon.

Putting together a team of Pokémon for a journey like this had been… difficult. Ena had wanted a variety of types from different regions, and some had been tough to find a lead on. Luckily, she had contacts.

Having spent a long time in academics before becoming a breeder, Ena had done some networking throughout her life. Getting the contact information of a Pokémon professor or three hadn’t been too difficult, and neither was convincing them, surprisingly.

“So you’re planning to research possible interbreeding between Pokémon of different species?”

“Something of the sort, yes. General patterns show that the child stays a member of one species, but as we gather more data on Pokémon-human hybrids, I’m thinking me and my colleagues might be able to figure something out on the Pokémon proper!”

Professor Juniper, lead scientist on immediate evolutionary studies and the most decorated Pokémon professor in the Unova region, didn’t have the same amount of stock in Pokémon breeding as others. At the same time, she was the youngest one and the most eager to help others succeed.

“I see! That sounds quite promising. And Galvantula would provide you with a reasonable sample size per ‘batch’, too. I wouldn’t mind giving you one.”

“I’m happy to hear that! Would you like anything in return?”

She was trying very hard not to think about how attractive the professor looked, to focus on the job, but she’d lost such restraint a while ago. She took a quick breath, and received the ‘no’ she was expecting. A few moments later, the Net Ball was transferred to her.

“He’s got a mind of his own, but this Galvantula should be what you’re looking for! I imagine you’ll be able to control him though.”

“Of course!” Ena nodded, picking up the Pokéball and feeling it shake in her hand. She could tell this one would be a tough one, but she was about as confident as could be. “Thank you very much, prof!”

“I’m more than happy to help, Enamora. Also… if you would like to continue your studies, I’m always available, okay?”

It was an offer she’d gotten a lot. Most other Pokémon scientists had been surprised she’d dropped out to specialize in something else—something she could’ve also done with a doctorate. She had her reason, of course, even when the thought of going back seemed appealing.

“I’ll keep it in mind, ma’am! I’m happy where I am for now, but I wouldn’t mind coming back in the future.”

The two said their goodbyes after that, and Ena would let out the Pokémon. It was only a little bigger than a normal galvantula, and chittered aggressively as it was released.

“Woah, woah, big boy, calm down,” she immediately grabbed it from the top and bottom, lifting it and leaving it to flail its limbs.

“I’ve got a plan that’ll benefit both of us, okay?”

Her own breeding plans had resonated with the Galvantula, who she’d since nicknamed ‘Ovi’. It was… rather single-minded, even compared to her, but it was willing to help her out.

“Ovi, I’ve got an amazing idea.” She grabbed it before it could run after a nearby Weedle. “and it’s gonna be a lot more interesting than a simple bug. But… we’re gonna breed.”

The word was enough to make it pay attention. Ena pulled out a pokédex and pulled up an image of a Pokémon that was sometimes spotted here: Pikachu.

“See this one? Same type, bit smaller… how’s it look to you?”

Ovi chittered, clearly excited. When Ena changed the image to an orange-looking Pikachu, it paused.

“This one is extra special,” she said with a smile, “you don’t just want a normal pikachu, don’t you? How about some rare pikachu pussy? With some snacks along the way~”

Both of them bounced in excitement, especially as Ena put her Pokémon back on the ground. She patted his head, then started walking.

“So, electric types have this slight ozone smell, right? Pikachu has it too, and it’s the only electric type around. Should be easy to find, right? I know you can smell through those big, sparky legs of yours. Even if it’s a lot like your scent, it shouldn’t be too hard.”

A nod, and it sped up. The two of them ran on through dense, webbed woods, fending off the occasional spearow or fearow that saw them as easy pickings. It wouldn’t take long before they found a Pikachu, cautiously picking through the undergrowth for berries. The duo paused, watching their quarry: A bright yellow mouse Pokémon with a heart-shaped tail, well-fed and athletic. One that would easily run if given the chance.

“Ready?” Ena whispered, grinning. A quiet chitter, and Ovi jumped like a wound-up spring, firing a Sticky Web at the Pikachu. She didn’t know what was happening, struggling against its bonds before it found itself further pinned down under a Pokémon twice her size.

“There we go, good boy! First breeding of your journey~”

Small sparks of electricity shot off of their bodies as Ovi’s… ovipositor grew on its rear. It was thick, shuddering—Ena knew it was about as erogenous and sensitive as most cocks. Given Galvantula’s eagerness, it had no plans to last long.

From one moment into another, Ovi was deep inside the pikachu’s pussy, sliding down with little effort. Its movements were jolted, fast and rough, each thrust like a stab deep inside as it let out warbled chitters. Pikachu was trying to wriggle its way out, but every movement was halted by another thrust that sent something sparking through its body.

Ena had been quite excited to see this, and it didn’t disappoint. She was already stroking her cock to the sight of her Pokémon’s eager breeding, as happy to do it as herself. She caught Ovi’s eyes glancing towards her, almost… approving, in a way?

She winked at it, and it sped up. It moved like a hydraulic piston, rapidly and without restraint, until finally hilting inside it. Its ovipositor swelled up, bulging with dozens upon dozens of Joltik eggs. Its whole body vibrated rapidly as it started pumping, the pikachu under it beginning to swell with the many eggs inside it. It pulled back, then slammed back inside, pouring another helping of eggs into the Pokémon. It took several minutes before Ovi was done, and Pikachu’s stomach was round and bumpy with its offspring.

“Incredible~!”

Ena ran up and hugged it, kissing the top of its head. Her cock swung with every step, clearly eager to enjoy something of her own, but restraining herself for now.

“You did amazing! And that’s just the warm-up, isn’t it? You’re gonna breed so many Pokémon today, huh? Breed, breed, breed~”

It chittered loudly, emanating excited buzzes as it nuzzled her face. Ena reached back, gently stroking its ovipositor and making it shudder. Back and forth, rubbing her finger over the entrance.

“You could facefuck someone so well with this thing, we’ll have to try that soon. In the meantime… wanna see me do it?”

She placed Ovi on her head, grinning as she dropped into a crouch and moved through the bushes, ready to find another prey.

It didn’t take long for Ena to find her own pikachu. She acted as fast as Ovi, scooping hers off the ground, turning it to face her and pushing it down on her cock. It reacted, of course, sparking electricity onto her body, but it only seemed to make her moan harder.

“O-oh, fuck, talk about a good fleshlight~” she moaned. Every thrust bulged its stomach out several inches, to the point Ena could see her cock throb when the pikachu was fully stretched out. It only motivated her to go faster, harder, feeling her balls slap against pikachu’s tummy, churning out a good load for her new toy.

Suddenly, she would feel Ovi skittering down her body, between her legs. She didn’t stop thrusting, waiting to see what it was planning, until she felt a small, precise electrical current pass through her balls.

A loud, ear-piercing moan shot out of her mouth as she suddenly came, starting to thrust faster than ever before. Pikachu fainted as she shot thick, fertile ropes inside of it, swelling its belly even bigger than Ovi had before. She planted the limp Pikachu on her shaft and held it tight, grunting as she kept filling its tight pussy up.

Once she was done, she lifted the Pikachu from her cock and let Ovi close its pussy up with webs, to make sure none of her juices were wasted. The two hugged again, with the spider’s legs gently teasing her nipples this time.

“Oh, you like having a breeding partner, don’t you~?” she teased, kissing it again, “well, we’ve got their scent now. Wanna find their nest?”

Its mandibles clicked, almost making a cheering motion. Ena grinned, cogs already turning in her brain.

Finding the nest itself hadn’t been too difficult. Making sure they’d get what they wanted… Well, that had taken some time. Luckily, Ena had a plan.

Ovi had surrounded the area around the nest with sticky webs, covering almost every exit except for two. One of them was laced with traps, the other was going to be the ‘entry point’, as it were. She’d been considering sending Galvantula in to pick up the shiny, but then the numbers game would be a problem. So…

“This will work, don’t worry. It’s similar to a technique they use to flush out Durant nests!” She claimed, sliding her cock into the entrance of the nest. “Just do that zappy thing you did earlier, but make sure I cum even harder!”

The spider looked at her skeptically, but nodded all the same. It crawled between her legs again, placing its forehead against her balls, and started a longer electrical current.

Ena bucked her hips, feeling a flood fo cum roaring from her balls. Hands gripping the dirt, she started fucking the nest’s entrance harder than she could fuck most pussies, sending a great flood of semen down. Ovi stayed there, stimulating her for a little while longer before heading for the marked exit. As expected, Pikachu started coming out in droves. Any that got caught in the net were immediately wrapped up in an extra layer, but Ovi was keeping an eye out for the main prize.

There it was!

It jumped onto the shiny pikachu, wrapping it up in its thickest threads. Some of the others would get away as it deftly worked at trapping this rare quarry.

By the time they were done, they’d gotten hold of seven Pikachus, one of which was their desired one. The rest, well…

The two looked upon their work, exchanging intent wordlessly. Ena’s cock stayed hard as it could be, while Ovi’s grew right up. They each grabbed a pikachu and got to work. This wouldn’t take too long, after all. As Ovi hammered away at one and Ena bounced the other, they couldn’t help but giggle at themselves. What a strange bonding activity this had become.

Less than half an hour later, each of the pikachu looked highly pregnant, filled and sealed up with dozens of eggs and liters of cum. After some thinking, they had decided to share each of their pussies, making sure they had mixed for extra results. It didn’t change much, but it gave them more pussy to use before the big one.

Ena was cuddling Ovi, massaging its ovipositor as it rubbed against her clit, working each other up for the finale. As they did so, Ena decided she wanted a try at little Ovi herself.

“Say, Ovi, would you mind if I put my mouth around that cock of yours?”

Ovi paused, tilting its head in confusion, then nodded. It crawled up her body until it was basically wrapped around her face, being a bit more gentle than it had been with the others as it put its ovipositor at its trainer’s lips. It shuddered as it felt her tongue drag over the entrance, dipping inside before opening her mouth.

Her lips parted further, slowly letting the large ovipositor into her mouth. It was soft, malleable, tasting like static and fuzziness in a way that made her rock-hard again. Her hands reached up to rub Ovi’s backside, encouraging it to start thrusting. It went a lot deeper than she’d expected, sliding all the way down to the end of her throat with one movement. It pulled back, then repeated, eager but not as vicious as before.

Ena moaned loudly, rubbing her cock with one hand, feeling Ovi’s starting to swell. Soon, she was swallowing not cum but thick, sparky eggs, feeling them bulge down her throat and slide down into her stomach. She relaxed, feeling her stomach rise a bit from the volume, before letting Galvantula pull out. It looked blissed-out, but neither of them were done yet.

“Okay, time for the main course!”

The two stood back up, grabbing their final pikachu. Its bright orange fur was beautiful and alluring, its body malleable… this would be perfect.

“You take the pussy, I take the mouth. And three, and two, and one…”

About as casually as possible, before the pikachu could protest, they were inside of it. Ena’s cock slid almost all the way through, making the trainer bite her lip hard as she tried to resist. Sliding deeper and deeper, while Galvantula waited for her to hilt. They could feel each other’s heat through their toy’s skin, and once they’d settled, they started thrusting.

It looked… violent. Both trainer and Pokémon relieving their urges inside the small thing, Ena pounding its mouth with reckless abandon while Ovi had already started opening up its wombs, sliding up against its ovaries with some bending. The sound of flesh against flesh, of lusty moaning and buzzing, filled the forest and spooked off any of the Pokémon that got too curious. Whatever they saw, it was not worth the trouble it presented.

“Yess, good breeder, Ovi. Knock this fleshlight up, give it all your cute little eggs so you can have a shiny swarm~” Ena encouraged, using pikachu’s ears as handlebars to fuck it even harder. She could feel her cock swelling, could see the bulge throughout Pikachu’s entire body. It was glorious, but nothing compared to what would come next.

They came at the same time. One instant, pikachu was simply being pounded. The next, it was almost entirely round, being filled with an amount of eggs and cum that would make any other Pokémon faint. The scent of ozone and virility filled the air around it was slimy, buzzing eggs would fill its womb, making it writhe with a pleasure it had never felt before. The small bulges out of its abdomen seemed to be moving, near-living eggs waiting to hatch. At the same time, Ena would cum down its throat and into its stomach, immediately filling it and bulging it out further with little restraint. It tried desperately to swallow, but a lot would spill out its mouth or its ass, while the two remained hilted inside, panting and starting to relax.

“Damn… that was amazing,” Ena sighed. She reached to grab her bag, pulling out a belt of Pokéballs, and explained: “can’t risk ruining the ecosystem, though. Let’s send these back, okay?”

And, one by one, she would capture the impregnated Pikachu, sending them over to her daycare. In a way, she was doing what she’d promised. If there was a possibility of a hybrid, it’d probably be one of these! She smiled, stretching and looking at Ovi, which was now… on her cock.

It didn’t seem particularly aroused right now, so she didn’t have to worry about having eggs pumped inside her cock. Rather, with its arms wrapped around the shaft, it seemed to be… resting.

“Aww, how cute…” she remarked, petting its head as she stood up. The passive electricity seemed to be keeping her horny, but not erect. Thus, she began putting on some of her clothes, only pulling her panties up to her balls.

“Here, have a blanket,” she commented while putting her skirt back on, draping it over Ovi as she got back to walking. It was still fairly early in the afternoon, and they’d already had so much fun! She had figured Galvantula would be more trouble, but great minds really did think alike. Hopefully it would stay on her side like this. If Galvantula was so agreeable, she couldn’t wait for the rest of her team to join it!

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Ena would arrive at Pewter city later in the afternoon. It had taken some convincing to get Ovi back into his pokéball, and she missed its weight on her cock afterwards, but some appearances had to be kept up. Putting her panties and her skirt back on, she felt her cock tense a bit against its restraints before entering the city.

The sun was falling against the sight of Pewter’s rocky grounds. Statues of many kinds of Pokémon were presented throughout the place, carved by different people throughout the ages. Pewter was known as an artisan’s city, even though it mainly dealt in export of processed minerals. Things like customized pokéballs, designer jewelry and clothing, art, much of it could be found in old, blunt pewter city.

Ena wasn’t a particularly art-minded person, though she’d once come here to get Petal into a luxury ball instead of a normal pokéball. Her biggest interest here was the museum: showcasing fossils of all kinds of Pokémon that had once roamed the world. Pokémon that, at some point, she had studied extensively.

Passing into the city, the familiar hustle and bustle of the place once more entered her senses. It wasn’t quite like Viridian, which felt distant even at the best of times. It was friendlier, more personal. A radio played on someone’s balcony, and no one would complain—they’d listen and chat about it.

“...this broadcast was brought to you by the good folks over at Sonicbloom…”

Some murmurings about hearing that name again, others focusing more on the broadcast itself. Ena rarely followed the news, letting Georgie tell her the important details instead, but remembered her complaining about that broadcasting group. Not that she knew why, but she decided to keep it in mind. Probably some boring economical or monopoly thing. She wasn’t much of a radio person, besides occasionally putting on music for work, but she did want other people to enjoy that sort of thing in peace.

Really, that was just a diversion from her actual destination here. Passing into the city center, Ena would find the Pewter Museum of Science. A childhood favorite of hers, one she’d visited many times during her studies. It’d never cease to fascinate her, really.

She quickly headed on inside, handing the cashier the entrance fee without even checking too closely. Immediately she was eye-to-eye with various fossils and pieces of technology that fascinated her to no end. The academic part of her brain was buzzing again-

“Oh, hi Ena!” Mr. Miazga, one of the Museum’s curators, greeted her. The tan, older man smiled as brightly as always, shaking her hand and giving her a pat on the back.

“Been a while since I’ve seen your face around here. Been busy with the daycare, haven’t you?”

“I’ve decided to take some time off! I thought it was about time for me to head on a journey of my own. Seeing the world, making friends…” She trailed off, looking to the side. 

Mr. Miazga raised an eyebrow. He remained silent, simply maintaining that inquisitive expression that made clear he wasn’t fully believing her. After a few seconds of silence, she relented and blurted out: “Okay, I’m trying to knock up some powerful trainers…”

The older man laughed at that and ruffled her curly hair. “Of course, there’s the girl I know. Can’t keep your hands to yourself, can you?”

“Nope, not at all,” Ena laughed back, “I’ve already knocked up two other trainers, I don’t think I’d ever say ‘no’ to opportunities like that!”

“Boy, am I glad that I’m not a pokémon trainer, then. That’d be quite the scene.”

“Don’t tempt me, sir~”

Their laughter trailed off, turning to walk further into the museum—past skeletons of ancient pokémon and remnants of long-gone civilizations.

“Regardless, I’m sure you’re here for more than teasing an old man. What brings you to the museum?”

Ena hummed, looking up at the skeleton of an Aerodactyl. She appeared distracted for a few long seconds, before suddenly shuddering and answering: “Right. One of the pokémon I picked for this journey might need some special care, and since you guys specialize in ancient pokémon, I figured I could check in with you!”

Another eyebrow was raised, this time in genuine curiosity.

“Now that sounds like something I can help with. I remember some orders coming in under that label, guessing they were yours?”

“Yep, they’re a bit over my current clearance, so I had to ask you guys.”

The two quickly skipped through a few more rooms, into the employees’ section and archive. Old exhibits and unsorted information littered the place in various boxes and cases, though Ena’s eyes quickly honed in on the stack of recent deliveries.

“What kinda stuff were you ordering that you couldn’t get on your own? Nothing dangerous, I hope.”

Ena shook her head, opening the box to find several small bags and plastic bottles, each of which she quickly scanned and shook. As she did so, she answered: “Nothing like that. Specialized food, immune boosters, shell polish, and a sperm potency limiter. Most of these things are fine, but usually a normal pokémon breeder isn’t allowed to deal with ancient pokémon. Maybe a Relicanth or a Cradily, and I had to get a license for the other fossils, but this one’s a notch up.”

Mr. Miazga hummed, stroking his small beard as he mentally striked the Pokémon he had assumed from the list. Then…

“Did you get your hands on one of those Hisuian pokémon?”

A snap of the fingers. “Got it in one! A Hisuian Goodra!”

His green eyes widened with surprise. Approaching the table, he started helping her figure out all the things she’d been sent.

“That’s impressive. Even we’ve only had a few chances to interact with those, given their recent revival. How did they allow you to train one?”

“They didn’t, not fully at least. Introducing a directly-revived ancient pokémon wasn’t going to be safe for anyone involved, but I got access to the documentation on the evolutionary split. Sinnoh, back in the day, had different mineral contents in their water that allowed Goomy and its evolutions to develop their shells and typing. Once we figured out the minerals, it was my task to balance them until I got the right one!” She explained proudly, puffing out her chest, “it’s still a species that’s been out of the game for a long time though, so I was told to be extra careful with it, but it should be safer than the revived ones!”

“That explains the potency-limiting supplement. I wouldn’t see you use anything like that unless absolutely required,” the man said with a laugh.

“Oh, it gets a bit more complex there, actually,” Ena said with a knowing, excited smile on her face—clearly a topic she’d been thinking about a lot, something she wanted to be asked about.

“Really now?”

“Hisuian Goodra is one of a few pokémon where the effects of its semen are… out-there, I guess,” she started, trying to talk slower than she thought, “Do you know the general info on steel-type semen?”

“I assume it’s rather heavy, and potentially sharp?”

“With some, maybe, but generally… a lot of Steel-types are constructs, even if they have a biological sex. They’re made of a processed material, so the idea of ‘construction’ is kinda built into them. So, the cum does the same thing. It tries to make whatever it touches into steel, into something metallic at least. At its worst, it seems to try reconstructing the body entirely.”

“That sounds like it could pose a genuine threat to living beings.”

“It would! Luckily, the volume and potency of most steel-types is such that it doesn’t deal lasting damage. There’s only one problem there, though…” She tapped on the table as if it was a whiteboard. “Add the Dragon type to that. The Dragon type is a force multiplier for whatever other type of Semen the pokémon has. The only modern case we have for this is Duraludon, so it’s not been studied extensively, but…”

“If that happens to someone under your supervision, you might have a bigger problem than usual.”

“Eh, nothing the pokémon center can’t fix, I hope, but something I want to at least keep under control until I better understand it. If normal fossil pokémon can mess with the ecosystem, then this Goodra would wreak havoc . If it’s on people, in a controlled environment, I can at least keep hold of the leash.”

An understanding nod, leaving Ena to put her stuff in her bag until he raised the rather obvious question:

“Shouldn’t you have tested it before going out, then?”

“...no.”

“Why not?”

“This is way hotter, I think. Experimentation should be sexy and fun, and doing it out here makes it so!” She stated as if it was obvious, grinning and feeling her body tense at the thought. Whoever would be on the receiving end of this experiment, Ena didn’t know, but she was more than excited to watch it happen.

“Well, as long as it doesn’t put a gym leader outta business, I’m sure you’ll be fine. How many days’ worth of supplements are in there?”

“Enough to cover me until I get to another lab, I'm sure,” Ena assured as she slipped the backpack back on, “I’m not expecting to be held back too much. Mount Moon might be tough, but the rest of the routes and tunnels should be more than simple enough for a beginner.”

Mr. Miazga looked at her with a skeptical expression, asking: “Are you sure about Mount Moon? It’s not the worst cave route, but it’s still quite expansive.”

“Oh, I know! I’ve procured a map, so I’m hoping it’ll go well, but I’ve packed some escape ropes and navigation markers just in case. Plus, with how many people pass through, I’m sure someone will find me if I get lost.”

“Well, if you’re sure.” He shrugged, not fully believing her, “I’ll be rooting for you. If you need anything else, feel free to call me, okay?”

 “Of course! I’ll make sure you know when I’m out of there, okay?”

And with that, the two would say their goodbyes and Ena would head out the door. After Pewter city, she wouldn’t see much civilization until she reached Cerulean, though there was a small Pokémon center as a rest stop before Mount Moon. She could take some time there to stop and review the maps and other information before continuing.

Mount Moon’s cave trail was fairly well-documented, and with the amount of trainers passing through the Indigo League had put in some effort to create a marked route through the place, but even then an inexperienced trainer was easily caught off-guard or lost. Wild Pokémon were clever after all, and would often mess with the markers to confuse trainers. Besides, there were plenty of valuable things to find for those willing to go off the trail. Coming back unscathed was another matter.

Route 3 would pass pretty uneventfully, letting Ena check into the pokémon center as nightfall came. Booking a decent room for herself with some nice food for her and Petal. She planned to treat the rest of her Pokémon with one of the nurses later, to make sure they wouldn’t get too rowdy, but for now it was just her, her Gallade and the maps.

There was a… particular strategy Ena had developed when it came to studying things like these. Pokémon semen had supernatural properties depending on the type of Pokémon it came from—and the psychic type in particular increased someone’s mental faculties when imbibed. Thus, with her partner Pokémon being psychic, she had done the only rational thing: fill a large thermos can with his semen and drink it throughout her work time.

“There is something I’d like to see, if I can find the way,” she remarked as Petal looked over her shoulder, “Clefairy is a pretty rare pokémon. It’s one of those I’ve not really been able to handle a lot, and seeing it in the wild should be interesting. They’re not often seen outside of the caves, but when they are… apparently it’s for some kind of lunar ritual. I want to see that for myself!”

Petal tilted his head inquisitively, eyes scanning over the map and tapping one or two locations for Ena to mark. He hummed a little bit, curious.

“We don’t have any at our daycare, no. I’ve been considering getting one, especially if we can figure out its genealogy, so maybe I can catch one! I think one of our interns was considering raising one to track its development for a project, so that should be of help to him. You wanna lead the charge on that part?”

A grunt and a shoulder-pat. Seemed like he was more than ready.

“Great! Then I think these plans are finished,” she said with a smile, rolling up the map and putting it back into her bag, “I have to do a little more work downstairs. You can go ahead and sleep, if you want?”

Petal nodded, seemingly telling her to take it slow before heading off to bed, throwing the covers over himself as Ena grabbed a Heavy Ball from her bag and headed down.

Nurse Joys usually worked around the clock, and as soon as she saw one that wasn’t busy, she flagged her down. All of them were cute, of course, but this one had a tomboyish look that the nurses didn’t often have.

“Excuse me, ma’am? I have to give a pokémon of mine some medication, and I’m not sure if she’ll take it too well. Do you think you could help me out?”

“Oh, of course!” The nurse agreed, clapping her hands and bringing out a Chansey, “Please follow me, we have a room outfitted for this.”

Ena was then led to another room, sterile-looking and open to leave room for any violent pokémon. As the nurse told Chansey what was going on, Ena weighed the Heavy Ball in her hand. She was pretty sure things would go as hoped, and Goodra seemed to trust her well enough, but…

Well, only one way to find out. She opened the pokéball, hearing nurse Joy gasp as she saw the pokémon materialize.

Goo, as Ena called her, was massive . More than eight feet tall even while hunched, she was a giant, purple dragonoid with something like a snail’s shell on her back. Silme was already dripping from her chin and arms in large volumes, though despite her size she didn’t seem too threatening. Rather, she seemed happy—immediately running up to Ena and picking her up in a big hug!

“Easy there, Goo! Easy there~” Ena laughed, hugging Goo right back as the Shell Bunker Pokémon slowly eased up on her. It left her positively covered in goop already, but she didn’t mind much—her clothes had been sullied by worse—well, in her opinion better but often just as sticky things.

“Good girl. We’re going out into the world soon, so I have to give you some medicine, okay?”

Goo, of course, started whining immediately, frowning at Ena but not relenting too much—especially as the nurse started dosing the various pills.

“After you’ve had them, we’ll polish your shell, okay? Plus, I might have a special reward~” she said, leaning in to whisper something. Goo perked up at the words, clapping her paws together and leaning down.

Ena and the nurse would work together, providing water and letting Goodra swallow the necessary pills. Once they were done, she immediately lied down and gestured to her shell.

“She sure is a handful, isn’t she?” Nurse Joy remarked as they got to work with the polish, “especially when she’s this big.”

“Oh, you wouldn’t believe it,” Ena laughed, “but she’s worth the effort. You don’t meet a Pokémon this loyal every day.”

“I’m glad to hear that! You’ve clearly done a lot of research to make sure you’re doing it right, I can tell you’re a rather dedicated trainer.”

The two continued to talk as they cleaned the large shell, until, a few minutes after, Goo would rise to her feet with a proud smile, showing off her glimmering shell. She put her paws on her hips and puffed out her chest, clearly happy to show off. Nurse Joy and Ena cooed over her for a bit, Ena putting a hand on the nurse’s shoulder.

“She’s looking amazing, don’t you think?”

“...Absolutely.”

The nurse spoke a bit slower, looking down at the Goodra’s crotch. Two large, stiff penises had grown erect in the time they were grooming her, and now she was looking straight at her!

“Oh, I think she likes you!” Ena laughed, winking at the nurse, “ever fucked a pokémon before, ma’am?”

The nurse blushed brightly at that. Looking at Ena, and how eagerly she was already taking out her own cock, it seemed like this wasn’t accusatory, at least.

“A-a Houndoom, once?” She admitted, “but this one is… much bigger. I-i don’t know if I can take her…”

“Oh, don’t worry, she’s well-lubed, I’m sure you can,” Ena said, pulling up the nurse’s uniform to expose the rest of her lithe body to Goodra. The nurse didn’t resist, hearing Goodra stomp over and start licking her body, using its teeth to tear at the rest of her clothes. Once the dress was off, she found herself on the ground, held down by a very happy, very clingy Goodra. Ena kissed the top of her head, smiling brightly, and said: “Now, let’s see how well those sperm limiters actually worked~”

Joy shivered at those words, feeling the massive weight of the gooey dragon pressing down on her and covering her in its slime as its cocks began rubbing against her. 

“I–” What was she even supposed to say? Especially with the way her pussy was getting embarrassingly wet looking at Ena as the other woman began to masturbate.

But she got little chance to focus on that before the huge twin pointed cocks were pressing against her entrances, worry shooting through her as they forced their way in–

Joy moaned in ecstasy as her holes were stretched beyond belief by a pokemon. She’d had some fantasies of course, most Nurse Joys saw too much of the results of trainers getting fucked by pokemon to not have gained a few. Not to mention that that one Houndoom in heat had definitely left her feeling so stunningly good… but at the same time this was on another level. It was so massive it took one thrust to ram against her womb and make her whimper in pleasure, tinged with pain. All while the combined cocks inside her left her feeling stuffed beyond belief.

She laid there panting as her face felt hot, trying to process the sensations. Then Goodra pulled out a bit before it thrusted in again, with enough force to make her howl as her cervix was completely disregarded and the Goodra used her very womb for its pleasure as it managed to hilt itself entirely inside her. The gooey balls against her ass made her pant as she could almost feel them churning up a load that would fill her to the brim.

Then Goodra really got going, each massive, ramming push forcing her to tense as her body tried to reject the massive dicks, but only sending pure dopamine through her. The pokémon didn’t even bother to go fast as it thoroughly claimed her as its own. Which left her to wonder if she would even be able to feel any other dicks after it was done with her.

She didn’t think she wanted to, not with how each thrust made her unable to think about anything but the wonderful building pressure and how much she wanted to cum–Something she didn’t have to wait long for. She desperately tried to grab onto some part of the Goodra as she came hard. She closed her eyes as she twitched and tensed, trying to ride out the feelings surging through her even as Goodra kept going, irregardless of her sensitive state. 

It was incredibly overwhelming, but she loved every moment even as she wound down. Her body was hot and sweaty already as she gave herself entirely to the wonderful pokemon, trying to clamp down and milk the Goodra’s dicks further.

Then she blinked as something was above her face: a pair of wonderful and large balls. She took one into her mouth, sucking on it as she heard a woman she couldn’t even remember the name of coo in delight. 

She paid attention to the sounds and made sure to repeat anything that got particularly good noises, that's what she should do as a Joy after all. She should be a good girl who helps others relax, particularly pokemon, with their big throbbing and almost magical dicks…

So she sucked and licked as she felt the dicks inside of her throb, unable to brace herself as suddenly she felt cum pouring into her like a torrent. Moaning around the ball in her mouth as she was filled up to the point of clenching down once more. The pleasure reached an almost painful crescendo, her stomach swelled and her womb tingled like the cum was trying to mold it into a more breedable form.

After a moment, the balls pulled away. She made an almost disappointed whine, then took a gulp of air as she felt her swollen stomach almost crushed under the Goodra. Her body felt almost pressurized with all the weight.

The weight was emphasized with another thrust from Goodra, and the dick connected to the lovely balls she sucked was against her lips. She eagerly opened her mouth and bent her head back, then felt as it slammed deep into her throat with one amazing thrust. All of her holes stretched and filled to such an amazing extent that she could only want more as her eyes rolled up.

Joy didn’t care if she got pregnant or what this cum might do to her, she just needed more.

Nurse Joy was in heaven, she was pretty sure.

Arm over her eyes, panting and heaving now that her whole body had been covered in cum inside and out. Her other arm was on her round, heavy belly, rubbing it back and forth after so many loads from that lovely Goodra. It was hard to think about anything else, even as that cum seemed to crawl over her skin like it was alive.

“Well, it looks like it’s working~” Ena said with a smile, “still able to get her pregnant, but not with the potential issues. Exactly how I wanted it!”

The nurse blabbered something, unable to say much with a mouthful of cum. She received a pat on the head in return - the only part of her body that came out from under the Goodra.

“Don’t worry about it, you’ll be perfectly fine! Me and Goo are only leaving tomorrow, so if anything does go wrong we can document it, okay?”

Goo cheered, finally pulling out of the nurse and hugging Ena, before being returned to her pokéball. The pokémon trainer smiled, winking at the Chansey that had been watching them before turning around and leaving the room.

“See you in the morning, nurse! My pokémon won’t be the only ones needing care~”

Chapter Text

The morning before heading out was spent calmly. Ena was sipping on a cup of black tea, digging into a simple breakfast of bread and eggs with Petal. Given how early she woke up, there were very few people to bother her. Especially with her… current wake-up exercise.

“Holding up down there, nurse?”

Nurse Joy wasn’t having a particularly normal morning. Believe it or not, she didn’t spend a lot of time between people’s legs. Especially not at breakfast, or in public. The fact that it was quiet was at least a saving grace, even if she had to hear her own gagging.

“Good girl,” Ena complimented with a pat on the head, “I don’t know if I feel like cumming right now, but you’re making an excellent cockwarmer. I hope the other nurses feel as good as you!”

The Nurse shrugged, continuing to suck on Ena’s massive cock, taking it casual and slow. Ena seemed to like it, occasionally giving a soft thrust deeper and moaning mid-bite of food. Only a few minutes later, she would finish her meal and pull out of the nurse’s throat, her spit-covered cock now dripping onto the woman’s face.

“Thanks for that! I think I’ve gotta go, but Goo left you a nice souvenir, aye?” she commented with a pat of the nurse’s belly, “have fun with that~”

“Oh? Yes, yes. Have a nice day, ma’am…”

The nurse waved them goodbye, slowly coming back to her senses after enjoying the stranger’s cock for so long. That had been… unique.

Ena, meanwhile, was skipping out of the pokémon center, dick still flopping around until she was reminded to cover it back up. She’d considered cumming inside that nurse, sure, but she wanted to save some of her cum for whoever else she might fancy today! It wasn’t like she actually needed to do that, her balls would often churn out liters of cum in minutes, but the principle mattered to her. Whoever she’d breed today, she’d fill them to the brim , and again, and again-

Her train of thought would halt when she actually reached the entrance to Mt. Moon’s caving route. A large opening in the wall of the mountain, reddish-brown rock having eroded into an opening that humans then carved into something greater. A plaque next to the entrance reminded folks of the name, while a signpost made sure everyone who passed was aware of the many dangers a cave could present: sharp rocks, rockfalls, wild pokémon attacks, et cetera. Almost out of habit, Ena would scan the sign and memorize it as best she could. Safety precautions were no joke, after all!

Walking into the cave proper, Ena would reach for a high-power flashlight. The beaten trail itself was illuminated with softly-glowing lamps, enough to  show the path but not enough to disturb the wild pokémon. It was rocky and rough, but far from hard to walk over. Shining her flashlight a dozen or so meters past the bounds of the path, she’d see the space grow rougher. Still a lot more hospitable than some caving locations, you could comfortably walk here due to the high ceiling, but she did catch sight of some stalactites up there. Heck, that upwards swish of her lamp was enough to wake up a few roosting Zubat.

Deciding to be mindful of them, she turned the lamp’s intensity down. Following the path directly would bring her to Cerulean pretty quick, but that wasn’t quite what Ena was here for, anyways.

“Okay, here’s the plan, buddy. The place we’re looking for is a bit higher-up than most of the trail, and will probably have some more vicious pokémon. You’ll keep an eye out for those, I’ll send out the best pokémon to deal with it. Goo and Ovi should be more than capable enough to deal with most of it—hell, you’re probably more than enough by yourself. Still, I don't want to get cocky, do I?”

Petal nodded, looking up at the ceiling inquisitively. While he had some amount of telepathy, like a lot of psychics, it was at its best in close combat, when he could see the Pokémon he was dealing with. Here, where he would at most hear an echoing cry from far away, he felt at a disadvantage. Still, he’d try his best.

Things would stay quiet for a little while, though. Even with the flashlight, they couldn’t catch sight of anything but a passing geodude or sandshrew, many of which were camouflaged amongst the rocks. They hadn’t even caught sight of any other trainers yet, though she could occasionally hear human-sounding footsteps.

“Man, echoes are a pain,” she’d remark, “you can’t even guess where the sound is coming from. At least it means we won’t have to deal with people for a little while.”

At that thought, she briefly handed the flashlight over to Petal, pulling down her skirt, panties, and getting rid of her top. She kept her jacket, just for the temperature, but felt her body breathe a sigh of relief as she exposed it again.

“There we go~. Was starting to feel pent-up again. Let’s keep going.”

Walking around in just a jacket and some hiking shoes was quite nice, Ena found. Even as the trail faded and became less human, she had quite a bit of fun trying to traverse the path upwards, eventually even finding a ladder of all things. It seemed rather convenient, but obviously someone else had gotten adventurous before her. Shining upwards, just in case, she could hear the cry of Zubat being awoken. Nothing too bad!

Carefully, she placed one hand on the ladder, steading the other with the flashlight still in hand, before beginning to climb. She could hear Gallade following below her, steady, but uncertain. It was only about halfway through the climb, though, that she’d realized a small oversight of hers.

She’d only thought of it now that she heard multiple Zubat flapping their wings close to her, chirping quietly to hear her form, examine her. This was about as good an ambush spot as they were going to get for someone without a single flying pokémon to her name.

“Petal, get do-”

She couldn’t quite get the words out in time before a Zubat had driven his cock into her mouth. A surprising seven inches were suddenly pushed down her throat, being pumped in and out with urgency and hunger. Hearing the muffled yelp below, she was sure that Gallade was experiencing quite the same thing - her body now being pressed against from multiple angles, Zubat hornily rubbing against anything they could find purchase in. It didn’t take long before she felt one slip into her ass, then another inside her pussy, clinging on and rapidly pounding as fast as they could, while others were content with her armpits or her thighs.

It took a lot of effort to cling on to the ladder, especially as the bat Pokémon got more forceful, but Ena’d dealt with a lot of stuff like this. It’d get worse, though, when she felt one of the Zubat start grinding against her cock, looking for anything to pleasure itself. Ena groaned, having already grown hard from this gangbang, but fully froze up when she felt it near the tip.

Her balls pulsed, her whole body tensed as the Zubat slid its cock inside of hers, not bothering to be gentle as it started fucking her. It stung a little, but that sudden sense of bliss made Ena see stars, holding back a powerful orgasm as she was being ravished from every angle. One hand eventually reached down to milk her cock, unable to hold back her arousal as she moaned against the Zubat pounding down her throat.

One by one, they started cumming inside of her. Her mouth was rapidly filled with Zubat semen, light in taste, almost fizzy. She quickly swallowed it, knowing Poison types often had aphrodisiac-like semen. As Zubat kept thrusting, she kept swallowing, soon finding her womb and her ass getting filled as much. Their loads were smaller than most pokémon, but their incessant movement and stamina meant that she felt her tummy get a little rounder all the same.

The Zubat that had their fill would then fly away, leaving only the one fucking her cock - which shot a dose of aphrodisiac directly into her shaft, down to her balls. She felt them churn and tense rapidly, unable to cum, while the Zubat nearly seemed to taunt her with its chirps. Only after what felt like a straight minute of stretching out her urethra did it stop, pulling out with a soft pop and flying away.

Ena rapidly started climbing the ladder, holding her painfully-hard cock in one hand until she reached the top. She almost wanted to just grab Petal and throatfuck him before he could get off the ladder, but she needed to be patient. Just a bit more…

“Petal, bend over, I need to cum.”

Once he had climbed on, his own cock about as hard and pent-up, he nodded and bent over a larger rock, using one hand to spread its ass open for his master. She’d thrust inside him without a second thought, clinging on and pounding.

“Fuck, fuck, they pumped me so full, I can’t fucking think~” she moaned, drooling all over Gallade while jerking him off at the same time. The quiet pokémon was now moaning loudly, unable to contain himself as his cock poured precum all over the cave floor. He was basically begging to be filled up, and Ena would oblige.

It was a waste of a load, but Ena didn’t care. She hilted herself inside of Petal, their balls rubbing together, and immediately pumped a glut of cum into his stomach. With loud groans and grunts at each spurt, Gallade’s stomach was massively round in a few second’s time, something that made the Pokémon cum as hard in kind.

In less than a minute, the two were standing in a puddle of semen, one several kilos heavier, the other still feeling overwhelmingly horny after being filled with Poison-type semen. Ena pulled out, panting, but continued to jerk off into Gallade’s gaping asshole, milking the last half-liter into it.

“Fuck, I hope we find some trainers soon, I’m not done,” she gasped, pulling Gallade up for a quick kiss, “still good to go, slut~?”

He nodded, face bright red, before stretching and trying to keep walking. He was stumbling a bit now, but surprisingly stable otherwise.

“Look at you, you good boy, so obedient,” Ena teased as she kept walking, still stroking herself. Her ears were very much on her surroundings now, trying to find a suitable prey. Most of the pokémon here weren’t particularly exciting to her, sex-wise, but she knew there’d be trainers she could beat. Someone she could trick, or bet with, or otherwise use before breeding them senseless.

Veijo was lost again. The Kantonian had hoped Mount Moon wouldn’t be too hard for him and his pokémon, but he’d gotten distracted by what looked like a wild clefairy. Running off the path and into the depths, he’d eventually lost track of the rare Pokémon and ended up…somewhere. If only he’d bought himself an escape rope or something, then it’d be so much easier!

“Anyone there?! Help!” He called out, hearing his voice echo down the cave. He still had reception, enough to flag the rescue team at least, but perhaps if he was lucky…

A set of footsteps suddenly started, sounding like a person. Slow, then speeding up. Phew, talk about lucky! Shining his near-dying flashlight in the rough direction of the sound, he’d finally see another human for the first time in a bit- wait, was she naked? Why was she running?

Another few loads later, Ena finally felt something near relief as she left an Escape Rope on the guy’s belly and kept going. So many tight cocksleeves just walking around, it couldn’t be easier than this. Now that she felt like the aphrodisiac was out of her system, she stretched her body a bit and kept going deeper. If her examination of the map was right, she’d be there soon.

With the darkness of the caves settling in, almost seeming to swallow her flashlight, some of her worries would return. At least there weren’t any Zubat deciding to get frisky this time, but it still felt like she was getting more and more isolated from the rest of the cave system. Then again, the place she was looking for was fairly separate, but if she did end up going the wrong direction she’d have wasted a lot of time.

After what felt like a long time, she would catch a glimpse of something other than artificial light: A hole in the ceiling, with a ladder stuck out of it. Finally, an exit to this cave!

Ena would quickly climb up, doing one more check for pesky pokémon before heading up. It was a minute-long climb, but after hours of walking in near pitch-black, the prospect of seeing sunlight again made her too happy to care.

She had to squint for a while to get used to the bright sunlight, but as soon as she was out of there, she would find her eyes adjusting fast enough, giving her the sight she was hoping for: A small, surprisingly green clearing surrounded by the rest of the mountains, gentle inclines surrounding a small lake in the middle, and even a little house on the side. Flowers of many pale colors surrounded the lake, making it look like an untouched part of nature that few would ever find on their own.

“Wow…” Ena remarked softly as she walked further, down to the lake. She would take off her shoes, sitting down at the water’s edge and sinking her legs into the freshwater. There was no feeder, but just the way the cold liquid caressed her skin let Ena feel how fresh it was. For a second, she felt entirely calm.

Gallade would sit down next to her, mimicking the movements and letting out a sigh of relief. That had taken a toll on the both of them, even if it was mostly inconvenient.

“Man, caves are tough,” she would sigh, stretching and splashing her feet in the water, “but I’m glad we finally made it. Come the night, we’re gonna see something beautiful!”

“Oh, here for the Clefairy, are you?”

Ena eeped as she suddenly heard a voice behind her—a quiet, elderly woman had approached her, arms folded. Even though she wasn’t in the mood, Ena couldn’t help but stare at the lady’s wide hips and large, heavy breasts. The dark-skinned woman would sit down next to her, some of her blue dress robe dipping into the water.

“O-oh, yes, I am. Sorry about the indecency, I-” Ena started, not feeling sorry at all but wanting to cover her surprise. The woman was quick to shush her, however.

“No need to apologize, dear, I’ve seen my fair share of naked folks. Not many quite as well-hung as you, but it’s all the same,” she said about as casually as could be, winking at Ena. “Besides, you’re here for more than plain nudism.”

Seeing the woman’s casual attitude, Ena loosened up a bit and answered: “Hmh, I’ve not had the chance to see many Clefairy with my own eyes, let alone a wild one. With all the rumors around these parts, I figured there’d be no better place than here.”

The woman nodded in agreement, looking up to see the sun on its way down. “It’ll be a while before they come out, unfortunately. Would you like to rest at my shop until then? It’s been a while since I’ve had company.”

“Oh, of course, I’d appreciate it.”

The woman smiled at her and stood back up, leading her to the cozy little cabin, which Ena entered after returning Gallade to its pokéball. It was partially outfitted to be a shop, but given how few people likely came up here, most of it was outfitted for daily life—something that surprised Ena. She’d sit down on the couch, watching -staring- at the woman as she made two cups of tea.

“Wow, I didn’t expect someone to actually live in a place like this. It seems pretty tough!”

“Not as tough as you might expect. It’s nice and quiet out here, and my pokémon can fly me out if I ever need new supplies.”

“That makes it a little easier,” Ena agreed, “but I’d get pretty lonely if I’d stay here most of the day. Couldn’t stand it!”

The woman laughed mirthfully, replying, “You probably enjoy other people a lot more than I do, young lady. The occasional ace trainer or scientist every few days is more than enough for me. By your pokémon, I assume you’re the former?”

“A little bit of both, actually, but it’s a long story,” Ena would wave off, “do a lot of scientists visit here? I imagine the actual data would be pretty concrete after the first few times.”

“Maybe, but a lot of them enjoy taking the data themselves. It’s quite an interesting phenomenon, and it’s a safer spot of field research for the young’uns. Clefairy are quite shy after all, and with all the ruffians out recently it’s an easy pick.”

“Ruffians?” Ena asked, taking a sip of tea an- Ouch! That was hot!

“It’s probably nothing like the Teams roaming back in my day, but apparently some folks have been picking on pokémon trainers and researchers again, recently. Stealing data, extorting them… it might be an organized group, at the very least.”

“Oh, that sounds rather troublesome indeed!” Ena agreed, thinking, “Though, if this is an ‘easy pick’ for researchers, don’t you think those folks will figure that out, too?”

“I doubt it, this place is far too much effort for any usual wrongdoer to go after. Besides, I can protect myself quite well. I’d worry more about the city folks than about me, dear.”

The younger woman nodded in agreement, though her mind would soon wander into… arguably the wrong territories. If it was like the teams, and they were interfering with trainers and researchers like her, well…

“Is something the matter, dear? It looks like you’re getting aroused.”

Ena snapped from her reveries, looking down to see her cock getting hard.

“Oh, my bad. I was just thinking about those ruffians, and, well… fucking them, I guess. If they’re going to mess with me, I can take some easy revenge, I guess~” She explained, reaching down and starting to stroke her cock, not pretending to have a sense of shame, “bending a bad boy over and teaching him a lesson, you know?”

The older woman laughed, not seeming pressed by her.

“Well, I suppose you’d have your work cut out for you if you’re thinking like that,” she claimed, standing up and… reaching down to lift her dress. “Though if those thoughts are enough to get you aroused, I think I’d prefer to take care of it another way.”

Ena felt her cock throb from the sight of the woman alone. She was amazingly voluptuous with wide, child-bearing hips and tits she desperately wanted to squeeze. The lady wasn’t even wearing underwear.

“Well, looks like I’m not the only pervert here, then~” The intersex girl remarked as she tried to approach, but quickly found herself pushed back down on the couch by the older woman.

“Sit down, dear,” she ordered, grabbing… a bottle of lube from under the table and oiling up those fat tits, “you came all the way here for me, I’ll put in some work too.”

Ena gasped as those warm tits slid around her cock, enveloping it while bouncing against each other. She bucked her hips on instinct as the old woman rubbed her breasts up and down, licking her way up the shaft at the same time. Despite herself, Ena was blushing and moaning.

“Look at you dear, you are adorable ,” she said in between licks, “suddenly you’re all shy! I didn’t know you had it in you~”

Ena’s hands dug into the couch, trying to contain herself as the woman’s tits slammed wave after wave of pleasure over her. Her resistances eroded fast, legs shaking while she kept bucking her hips up. It was so smooth, so inviting…

“I-I’m so pent up, ma’am, I haven’t fucked in an hour,” she admitted, reaching down to grope the woman’s pillowy tits. She ran her fingers over her nipples, before taking as much into her hand as she could, letting the woman keep servicing her while she got a good feel, “I’ve got a few liters stored up for you already~”

“Talk about a productive little lady~” The woman teased, leaning up to kiss and lick her glans, tongue poking into the tip for just a second, “you must be eager to cum all over such an old lady for once, right? Wasting all your cum…”

“I-I won’t waste it, I’ll-” She moaned, unable to finish a sentence, “I’ll cum down your throat first, b-but I-”

“But what?” She was asked in a firm voice, one that set her face on fire, “speak up, young lady.”

“I wanna impregnate you, ma’am~! I’ll cum inside you over and over- oh fuck~”

The woman dove onto the tip of her cock, licking and slurping until her saliva was basically flowing down Ena’s shaft, making the young woman pause, hesitating, before deciding to follow her desires. She grabbed the old lady’s head and drove it down her shaft, hearing her gag once, then twice, then more as she started to facefuck the woman as hard as she could.

“I-i’m sorry, ma’am, but you feel so good! I need your whorish fucking throat~!” She cried out as she bottomed out into the woman’s stomach, feeling the heat and only wanting more. The woman simply let her do as she wanted, tits still resting on Ena’s pelvis and jiggling every time her face was smacked into it.

Ena was stuttering and moaning with embarrassment as she kept up, eventually standing up and driving the woman’s face into the couch so she could put in more force. Her hips slammed back and forth, letting her nuts smack the woman’s throat until, finally, she felt her nuts tense.

“T-take it, ma’am, please have my seed!” She moaned, driving her cock deeper in before finally releasing a sinful glut of cum into the woman’s stomach. It bulged out rapidly, letting Ena pour more and more into the curvaceous old woman. Once she felt satisfied for the moment, she would pull out and smack her cock in the woman’s face, rapidly jerking herself off to keep milking the cum out.

“Phew, aren’t you an impolite young lady~” The woman teased, grabbing Ena’s balls and giving them a light squeeze, “you should ask before you ravish my throat, next time. Maybe practice a little now~”

“O-oh?”

“You wanted to knock me up, didn’t you, you needy little girl?” She would remind Ena, climbing onto the couch and spreading her legs, “I’ll let you do it, if you ask for permission.”

Ena, unfortunately, wasn’t listening anymore. The lady’s pussy was already there, open for her to use. In one swift movement, she had pinned the woman against the couch, her cock teasing against the entrance.

“Ma’am, it’s better to ask for forgiveness than for permission. I’m going to breed you now.”

And with that, she hugged the woman tight and once more rammed her cock inside, heedless of the woman’s moans and gasps as she pushed past the cervix and kissed the back of her womb.

“O-oh, you unruly young lady, I should-”

Ena kissed her deeply, pushing her tongue down the woman’s throats as she desperately pounded that old pussy as hard as she could muster.

“You should get pregnant, you domineering slut,” she countered, spitting into the woman’s mouth, “you’ll be caring for my kids for the rest of your life~”

Ena took one of the woman’s nipples into her mouth, sucking and biting on it to make the slut moan for her, overwhelming her with enough pleasure that soon, she felt a pair of legs curl around her waist.

“Oh? Submitting already? I didn’t think you’d be so easy, ma’am~ ”

As a ‘reward’, she slowly pulled back, until only the tip of her cock was still inside, and slammed right back in, enough to make the woman’s entire body bounce and stretch her womb several inches out. Hilting her cock deep inside, she started pumping in her first breeding load.

“Oh, by the way, mind if I knock you up? I’m already cumming inside you, so…” she asked sarcastically, tapping her index fingers together as she waited for the woman to respond.

The older woman, whose name she’d never caught and wouldn’t bother learning, had already cum several times if the amount of pussy juice on the couch was any sign. She was drooling onto herself, trying to form words, before grabbing Ena and kissing her sloppily.

“Bad girl, bad girl…” she moaned quietly, causing Ena to giggle.

“Never too old to be a breeding whore. I’ll show you a bad girl… if you can beg for more.”

Ena laughed, putting her head between the woman’s breasts and gently grinding inside her, feeling the thick mass of her cum every time her cock moved about. So warm, so inviting, but she was going to wait a bit longer.

It took less than a minute for the woman to regain coherency, if only enough to do what was asked of her and beg: “P-please, my lady… give this old woman all your children, pump me full! I n-need your seed more than anything else!”

“That’s the spirit~” Ena giggled, leaning in and licking the woman’s ear. A shudder passed through her body as she continued: “Now, I’m going to breed you like a fucking pokémon. Then I’m going to leave you, and you can deal with the consequences after I’ve pumped five kids into your slutty body. Do you understand?”

“Yes, please! I don’t care what you do to me, just give me more of your cum~”

And that was enough for Ena, hugging the woman tight and continuing to pound. Two orgasms became three, then four, bloating the woman’s stomach until it was almost larger than the rest of her body, filled to the brim with thick and fertile semen.

Ena had lost count of how much the woman had cum by now, how full she’d gotten her. It didn’t matter, she was fairly sure she was unconscious now anyways, but she felt pretty proud of her work. If she had to guess, this was going to be at least quintuplets.

“Phew, talk about a job well done~” she said to herself, “I need to do some cooling down! Let’s just…”

She stretched from left to right, reaching for her bag to grab what was essentially a cork. Pulling out of the woman with a loud, slimy noise, she quickly shoved the cork in to make sure none of her semen would be wasted outside of her broodbitch.

After putting a blanket over the woman, and doing some stretches to relax her muscles, Ena would head back outside. It was nighttime now. Far away from the light pollution of the cities, the night sky looked vivid and colorful, littered with bright stars and far-away nebulae. Central to it all, though, was the moon, full in the sky and illuminating the square in a pale white light. The perfect conditions. She would stay back for a few minutes, hiding behind the cabin and watching.

Luckily, it didn’t take long. Ena couldn’t tell exactly when they turned up, almost entirely out of nowhere. Small, pink figures would come forth from the mountain ridge, out of the bushes, cautious but happy-looking. They would start to gather around the pond, each taking up different layers as they all stared up at the moon. Then, one by one, they would lift their little hands up to the sky, alighting with a pink glow, and start swaying.

It was a dance-like movement, almost religious in its intent, each of the Clefairy taking a slow step to the right, beginning to move in alternating circles. It was almost entirely silent, a slice of calm that Ena had never seen before.

After a few minutes of watching, Ena would feel a compulsion she didn’t quite recognize. Getting out from behind the cabin, she would gingerly walk in their direction—not trying to hide, but not trying to startle them. Indeed, some of them would turn to look at her, and she would wave at them.

“I want to join,” she whispered quietly. In response, the outer circle seemed to stop, parting to leave just enough room for her to stand in there. She took a few more steps, joining in the circle, before raising her hand up to the sky as well. Swaying it from side to side, though she couldn’t make it glow like the others, she felt like she was a part of it all the same as she began moving, swaying and dancing alongside the pokémon in one collective motion.

Time was quick to lose her at that point, not noticing the moon’s movement as she and the clefairy would move with it. Each rotation, she was being guided deeper into the concentric circles, until finally she stood in the middle, guided into the pond. The water wasn’t shallow, and she was standing chest-deep, but still she danced.

By the time she was aware of herself again, slowly fading out of that zone, the clefairy were gone. The moon was gone, though the night hadn’t passed. Ena shuddered, feeling just how cold the water was, but her attention was instead on something else. 

The Clefairy hadn’t left without a trace, it seemed: in her hand, she was holding a Moon Stone, dark rock in a peculiarly detailed shape, carved with constellations by clumsy hands.

The young woman smiled, slowly stepping out of the water. She didn’t quite understand what she had experienced, but she couldn’t deny that it had been beautiful.

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Ena would wake up early in the morning again. At her job, waking up at six was pretty normal in order to make sure every pokémon was properly cared for. Thus, even with some sleep deprivation, her internal clock had always ticked the same.

She stretched out, feeling the occasional pop of a joint as she got out of bed, doing a few more stretches to wake herself up. Despite those lost hours, she felt unusually refreshed and ready for the day. Perhaps she could get some exercise in before heading out!

It was fairly chilly out here still, as the sun would need a while to fully come over the mountaintops, but it didn’t bother her much. Instead, as she headed out the cabin to do some quick running around, it felt like a perfect contrast with her body heat. Feeling the blood rush through her, warming her up while her skin felt just cold enough to keep her from getting used to it, it was a strange but great feeling.

Once that was done, she’d sit down at the lake and eat breakfast. A boxed meal she got at a pokémon center, nothing too special. The cabin had a kitchen, but she didn’t want to risk waking the old woman up. Partially to let her recover, and partially because Ena just didn’t enjoy morning-after conversations.

It was an idiosyncratic thing, but Ena simply didn’t like spending her mornings with other people, not unless she knew them very well. The early morning was this intimate little moment in time where nearly everyone else was asleep, and she could simply be with herself, do things and think things without drifting to whoever would distract her next. She liked the company of others, sure, but that usually started and ended at having sex with them—nothing deep enough to let them into this corner of her day.

A lot of people had issues with that shallowness, but Ena hadn’t really minded it. Friends are friends, a one-night stand is just for the night, and there was no need for anything in between. The only person she liked spending a morning with was Georgie, back at the Daycare, and they’d spend those mornings working rather than talking. That was the sort of quiet company Ena appreciated. She’d miss those while she was out.

Another stretch as she rose to her feet, packing the breakfast box back into her bag. The plan was to leave before the woman woke up, both to avoid awkward questions and to avoid bothering her for much longer. So, things were pretty simple: Put her clothes back on, let Petal back out, and then it was time to keep going. Back down the ladder, finishing up with Mt. Moon.

“What?”

Ena looked up from the map as Petal hummed a question. The two had been silent the entire way down, but Petal had been wondering about the obvious.

“Well, yeah, it’s rude, but there wasn’t much to talk about anyways. What, gonna sit at the dinner table with some GILF you impregnated on a whim and talk about… what, exactly?”

“...”

“Well, maybe, I wouldn’t have minded a delicious breakfast from her, but I don’t think it makes a difference. Day’s young, didn’t want to risk wasting travel time by pounding her fat ass for a few hours. We’ll be in Cerulean soon, there’s a lot to do over there.”

“...?”

“Yeah, trust me. It’s a beautiful place, and the home of one of the great pokémon innovators, Bill! Simple name for a complicated life. Absolutely fascinated by rare pokémon, and the creator of the PC storage system. Man’s a genius.”

Petal tilted his head, a curious glint in his eyes as he considered what his master was thinking of.

“Oh, nothing weird this time… for now. I’ve just never had the chance to meet him before, and I can’t just let that go by! Some of his documentation of the Eeveelutions was the groundwork of Evolutionary Stone Studies, as well as conditional evolution in general. It’s brilliant! Heck, it’s why we have an understanding of you !”

He raised a hypothetical eyebrow at that, wondering about the relevance of that claim but curious nonetheless.

“Well, not a complete understanding. There’s very little data on the Dawn Stone and how it works, but we’re figuring out some of its relations to sex characteristics. We just don’t have a very big sample size, so we’re not figuring it all out, but that means you can stay all mysterious and brooding~”

The Pokémon smirked at that, crossing his arms all cool-like and winking at Ena. In return, she gave him a quick spank and ran ahead.

“To others, of course! You’ll always be my big buttslut~” She giggled, picking up the pace as Petal ran after her. He caught up quickly, lifting her up by the waist and swinging her around, right into a hug. Both of them laughed at that, breaking it off after Petal gave her a kiss on the cheek, and would keep on. A few minutes later they were out of the cave, and back under the blue sky.

“Thank Arceus, it’s finally over!” Ena declared with an air of relief to her voice. In the distance, she could see her destination: Cerulean city, the last place between her and her first gym! And what a place it was.

Where Pewter City expressed itself through shades of stone, with its whites, grays and reds expertly articulated, Cerulean was more like a rainbow. Beautiful flower beds lined its streets and canals, expressing all sorts of colors through all sorts of species. And when one would pass from the streets to the squares, they would see the gentle, near-translucent rainbows from the light hitting a fountain’s water. Made with rock from their neighbor cities, these would illustrate many different aquatic pokémon.

Ena was looking around with wide eyes. This place felt so much less urban than Viridian—despite its size, it felt small and homely. Heck, walking through these lively streets, a girl even passed her a flower crown to wear! She’d put it on her head with pride of course. She picked up the pace once more, walking along the edge of the canals, swinging around its trees and waving at people on the other side. Occasionally some youths would zip by on a speedboat, jeering and egging each other on while most definitely breaking some speed limit, and she even saw some people fierljeppen on the narrower waterways. She was tempted to have a go herself. The wet clothes would probably be worth it, she figured, so she headed on in.

The fierljeppers, some college-aged folks, were happy to let her have a go. The sport was said to have originated from a further-off region, but was now a proud Cerulean tradition as well—one they were happy to share. So, she was given a long wooden staff, and given fairly easy instructions: run up to the canal, plant the staff in the water and jump over. There was someone on the other side to make sure she wouldn’t crack her knees against the edge, too, so with little hesitation, she ran up, planted the stick straight into the canal, and—

Well, the stick hadn’t found that much solid ground this time. Not planted too firmly, Ena would find herself slowing down in the middle of her arc, causing her to hesitate. A few seconds later, she’d found herself in the cold waters of the canal, much to the amusement of everyone involved. She couldn’t help but laugh along, though she made sure to point at Petal and tell him he couldn’t manage either.

He did, unfortunately, even as she tried to sabotage him by shaking the stick. At least he was merciful enough to lift her out of the water afterwards. The people around her clapped at the Pokémon’s effort, and after a bit more talking they would move on.

Cerulean did have plenty of interesting places to visit. though Ena passed most of them by. Flower shops, water parks, the whole shebang, even the so-called ‘Slowpoke Cafe’, where your food was served by slowpokes, and you could even pet them or play with them. She’d considered making a stop there, but if she did she’d get slowed down for the whole day! Well, that wouldn’t be a problem given her lack of schedule, but she did prefer keeping pace. Thus, she would head towards the Cerulean River.

Unlike Alto Mare, the most famous of the canal cities, Cerulean wasn’t particularly close to the sea. Its canals and water all came from a massive river, the home to even more leisure crafts than the canals, and even some river surfers! As she crossed over Nugget Bridge, Ena would stare at the many attractively-dressed swimmers while they surfed over the water, its fast flow letting them create waves for the other surfers to catch! It was quite the thing.

“Hm, it’s a shame we don’t have a surfing Pokémon ourselves. That looks like a great time,” Ena remarked, receiving a small pat on the back of her head to remind her what she was doing. She perked up, then continued walking over the bridge.

The other side of the bridge was a lot less urban. Not quite a park, what with its hedges and crafted greenery, but from here she only saw picnickers, tourists and the occasional battling pokémon trainer. On the other end of the park, she found a humble-looking house with a simple nameplate: Bill, the Poké-maniac.

“ The Poké-maniac,” Ena repeated, huffing, “I think I’m more of a poké-maniac at this point. Then again, I’ve not revolutionized any fields yet.”

“...”

“Shush, don’t call me that. Let’s just go in- oh, look at that.”

As she moved to knock on the front door, she noticed it was already open, slightly ajar. Voices were chattering on inside, some sounding a lot more confrontational than others. Sensing potential danger, she would open up and let her Gallade run inside first, before following after.

“C’mon, Maniac! Just hand over the machine, and you’ll be fine!”

“I-I’m sure there’s something else I could give you instead, my friends…”

Two… gaudily-dressed folks were standing in front of the brown-haired man she presumed to be Bill. They both looked fairly feminine, with lithe figures and long, ponytailed hair colored bright platinum white. They were wearing blue, glittery crop-tops and miniskirts, knee-high boots and a denim jacket with the acronym ‘S.B.’ emblazoned on it in pink. As they heard the door swung behind them, they would swing around in turn - grabbing a pair of Pokéballs from their jackets.

“Who’s there?!” They said in unison. They looked nearly identical, though one appeared to have small breasts as opposed to the other’s flat chest. Ena licked her lips, wondering how long either of them would last on her cock, before grabbing the Heavy Ball from her belt.

“Enamora, trainer extraordinaire,” she introduced herself, casually throwing her pokéball out and releasing her Goodra. Had she not been hunched, the massive pokémon would’ve tapped the ceiling! “And I suggest that if you want any trouble, we’ll deal with it outside. How does that sound?”

The girl had hoped that this would be enough to intimidate the lackeys into running away, but instead, both of them grinned.

“You’re on! If you win, we’ll leave him alone. If we win, we’re taking his stuff and all your valuables.”

Oh, and they made it personal, too. Ena nodded, moving outside but keeping the two grunts firmly in her eyes to make sure she wouldn’t get attacked. Once they were in front of Bill’s house, the two would release their pokémon: A Wigglytuff and a Noctowl. Looked like they had some bite to their bark, at least.

Petal and Goo stepped forward, both of them determined to fight, and Ena’s mind started racing. She had the type advantage over Wigglytuff, but Noctowl had the same case against Petal, and would be much harder to hit. Still, Noctowls were rather slow as far as flying types were concerned, so Wigglytuff was the bigger threat here. But, unless Noctowl got in between… she should be fine. 

That would be wise. Focus down the Wigglytuff, then deal with the Noctowl. She struck out her hand, deciding her course of action at the same time as her opponents.

“Noctowl, use Stealth Rock!”

“Wigglytuff, use Focus Blast!”

“Petal, use Swords Dance, Goo, use Heavy Slam!”

Petal would move first, sharpening its powerful blades while Noctowl’s wings would cast sharp rocks about the area. They lingered in the air, inhibiting Goodra’s movements as it charged forward. The rocks stung into the dragon, damaging it a bit while Wigglytuff made its own attack.

An orb of focused energy would launch from the rabbit pokémons paw, slamming into Goo and setting her back a few feet. Still, she would keep on running, before being pushed back by another Focus Blast. This wasn’t good…

“Goo, change of plans! Use Hyper Beam! Petal, use the rocks as platforms to hit Noctowl!”

She couldn’t hear the orders her opponents had given as the Goodra roared, energy gathering in her maw before releasing a powerful beam of pure light at the Wigglytuff. It was knocked over from the force, enough to keep it off-balance while Goodra had to recover. Noctowl wasn’t as stunned though—its wings would start flapping with great force, whipping up a Hurricane that turned the hovering stones into a whirlpool of debris. Petal was quickly knocked off of his rocker, buffeted by sharp rocks that left it reeling. Goodra was better off, but couldn’t do much to dodge the onslaught. This was becoming a problem, if it kept up for too long.

“Screw it. Petal, throw one of them rocks, then jump off of Goo to hit the bitch!”

Petal nodded, closing his eyes. Psychic energy radiated from his body as he started dodging the rocks, occasionally grabbing one and throwing it at Noctowl. Its increased strength from Swords Dance allowed them to pass through the Hurricane and force Noctowl to let up. In those seconds, the hurricane would lay still and Goo had properly recovered.

As Goo started running again, Petal would jump once, then twice, from Goodra’s slippery shell into the air. It had reached Noctowl before it could start another hurricane. It glanced down, already knowing the move his master would recommend, before grabbing Noctowl and plummeting down.

“Petal, use Mating Press! Goo, finish off Wigglytuff with a Heavy Slam!

Another Focus Blast hit its body, but Goo didn’t care. As Petal rammed its cock into the Noctowl, stunning it, she would charge forward with determined strides. Wigglytuff was strong, but it was already wounded and slower than Goodra. It couldn’t do much as the gigantic dragon leapt up and crushed its body, knocking it out and ending the battle.

“Good job, you two!” Ena shouted out, wiping some sweat from her brow as she ran up to them, hugging Gallade and kissing Goodra’s cheek. “Now, you two go and breed your prey, I’ll make sure the other two won’t bother us~”

Her Pokémon took that order immediately, with Petal beginning to fuck faster and rougher while Goodra took out its hemipenis and slid it inside the Wigglytuff, keeping it pinned under her massive body. She let out another roar while Ena walked up to the two grunts.

“Well, looks like you two lost. You probably know what that means, don’t you?”

The grunts looked at each other, then at the smiling Ena. Breaking out into cold sweat, they’d already decided what was going to happen.

They started running. Returning their pokémon to their pokéball, the two would make a mad dash for the other side of the river, jumping into it and swimming as fast as they could. Ena was almost tempted to launch another Hyper Beam to blast them off for good measure, but this would do for now.

“Are you two alright, guys?”

Petal nodded, looking exhausted more than wounded, while Goo shook her head. She was bruised all over, and definitely in need of care. Ena reached up, patting her head and giving her another kiss.

“You did amazing, sweetie! I’ll make sure you’re all prim and proper as soon as possible.”

Goodra smiled at her, nuzzling her master’s face in response. Back at the house, Ena would suddenly hear the sound of clapping—Bill had been watching, and he was clearly impressed.

“That was amazing, well done!” He complimented, “thank you so much for helping me out! Please, let me make sure your Pokémon are all healed up, it’s the least I can do.”

Bill would quickly help her bring her pokémon back to full health, applying some potions and berries to make sure they were in tip-top condition.

“Thank you for letting me take such a close look at these Pokémon, miss Enamora,” Bill would say afterwards, “These are quite the rare duo, it’s always a treat to see such creatures on a journey.”

“I’m sure you’ve got plenty of rarer Pokémon in here yourself,” Ena would downplay, “I’m definitely proud of them, but that’s more their work than my own. I’m just a beginner trainer, after all.”

Bill smiled, sitting down on the floor and looking up at Goo. There was a glint in his eyes, one Ena recognized as curiosity.

“I have some very rare Pokémon, of course. I’d be happy to introduce you to some of them,” he started, “but a Pokémon in the hands of a trainer is much different than one in the hands of a collector.”

“That’s true, trainers and their Pokémon experience way more varied environments than they would in an enclosure, or at our daycare,” Ena agreed, “Petal has been with me from the start, but he’s not been through a lot of stuff beyond sportsy training. He’ll probably be getting a lot of experience too.”

“Really now? Did that ‘sportsy training’ include what he was doing to the Noctowl?”

Ena flinched, not having expected that direct comment, but did nod. Bill laughed at that, shaking his head.

“No need to worry, I’m no prude. Plenty of Pokémon are… interesting sexual experiences, after all, even if most of the world doesn’t like to hear about it. I just hadn’t seen it applied in battle before, he did it quite well.”

Petal would smile at that, having watched the two talk ever since they’d clean him up. He’d been a bit apprehensive about the Pokémaniac before, but it seemed like he was quite alright if he was open about these things.

“Oh? Have you been fucking Pokémon on the down-low, Bill?” Ena would question, raising an eyebrow, “You can’t just imply things like these and not tell me more!”

“Quite a few,” Bill laughed, “The Eeveelutions first and foremost. Vaporeon, Flareon and Sylveon are a lot more fun than most would admit—Vaporeon almost feels like it’s perfect for a human body! I don’t go for all of them of course, but… well, I might as well show you!”

He stood up, gesturing for Ena to follow as he opened up his PC. A few combinations later and he would retrieve a Pokéball.

“Since you said you were a Pokémon breeder, you might be familiar with it. All the same, they’re a fairly rare sort!” He’d say, opening up the ball and letting out a purple, amorphous Pokémon, slimy in appearance.

“A Ditto?” Ena sounded surprised as she knelt down, petting the transforming Pokémon, “talk about rare, indeed! I know a few daycares that have them, we’ve used them for endangered species, but not much else. They’re still being researched, yeah?”

“Yeah, we’re still not sure where exactly they’re from. This one was found in Cerulean Cave, not far from here, but reports from other regions and even Kanto proper are scant. What I’ve found so far is pretty interesting, but not enough to build a concrete theory on yet. Practically, though, there’s some very obvious things we can learn from it.”

“Like how it feels to fuck yourself?”

“The most important thing, of course. Due to Ditto’s… fertile nature, I still need to be careful, but it’s still the absolute best. Making yourself moan is weird, but it’s amazing.”

“Yeah! I don’t do condoms, so I’ve only done anal and oral with a Ditto just in case, but it’s amazing!”

“You’ll have to keep an eye on that one. There’s no reports of Dittos giving birth to humans, but the specifics there are… complex. If a Ditto wants to get pregnant, though, it will.”

“That’s curious! I’m pretty sure I dodged some sort of bullet there, though that might’ve been helped by me fucking it so hard it got too exhausted to stay in a human form. Kept using it as a fleshlight after, but it probably couldn’t do its little trick at the time.”

Bill hummed at that, nodding thoughtfully while the Ditto slid a few feet away from Ena. The Pokémaniac would return it to its Pokéball, putting it back into the PC before retrieving another one.

“I think you’re more capable of that than I am. I usually don’t go for longer than a round or two myself, despite my best efforts. Ditto matches that more closely than some of the more ravenous Pokémon in my collection, at least.”

“That makes sense,” Ena nodded, “what about the next one?”

“Oh, I haven’t tried anything with this one. It’s a tad too noble for such things right now, but it’s still quite a special lady.”

Throwing the ball into the air, a beautiful Pokémon would leap out. Quadrupedal with white fur and black claws, its beautiful black horn glinting in the light, an Absol would land in front of her. Its striking red eyes stared at her own, lingering for longer than she had expected.

“Beautiful, isn’t she?

“Absolutely,” Ena nodded, reaching out and petting the Pokémon’s head, “Amazing, I don’t think I’ve ever seen one in person.”

Absol was one of the few Pokémon that knew how to exude the ability Pressure—and Ena could feel it. There was a sense of tension in the air around it, somewhere between danger and dominance, closer to tangible than an emotion could be. She’d seen it in a few other species, but only when they felt threatened. This…

Wait.

“Does Absol always have its Pressure active?”

Bill looked surprised at that, but shook his head. “No, it doesn’t. It’s only known to do that in battle, or if it’s sensing some sort of disaster. Are you…”

“Yes, but it’s not attacking.”

Ena would look closer, trying to read the Absol’s expression. It was almost uncertain, though it certainly wasn’t fighting. The curved horn on its head was humming softly, moreso as her hand passed by it.

“Why am I showing up on your radar, Absol?”

For a moment, her eyes would glaze over. Something in the back of her head had already answered. Surely that wasn’t it, right? That wouldn’t make sense, those things weren’t decided ahead of time.

“Must be a false positive, right?” She said, standing up and stepping back a few feet, “Maybe she’s just a little scared of me. I don’t know why, but…”

Bill nodded, even if he didn’t seem to fully believe her.

“Maybe she’s trying to warn you. I think you should keep an eye out, Ena—just in case something dangerous is on the horizon!”

His tone was different—more positive after the sudden chill in the air, trying to lift the mood back up. Ena responded in kind, getting back up and laughing.

“Ha, who knows! Maybe those grunts from earlier will try to get their revenge at some point. This life is full of dangerous things, after all,” she decided, “I’ve been hearing rumors about those folks dipping into organized crime. I should probably stay on my toes.”

As she said that, she’d turn around and return Goo to her Pokéball, while gesturing for Gallade to follow her.

“I should probably get going, then. I don’t want to cause any problems by staying here too long, and I’ve got quite the journey ahead of me.”

“Right, I understand,” Bill nodded, grabbing a business card from next to his computer and handing it to her, “but if things do go awry, feel free to call me. I’m not the most well-connected, but I can probably help out if need be.”

“Thanks! I’ll keep it in mind—besides, I’d be happy to talk to you more, I’ve wanted to meet you for a while now,” she said as she pocketed the card, “I’ll see you later, Bill! It was great to meet you!”

“The pleasure’s mine as well, Enamora. Good luck on your journey!”

The two would wave each other goodbye as Ena passed through the door, back into the wide open world. Next stop: Saffron City.

Bill watched quietly as Ena headed back out, noticing a clearly nervous jitter in her step. The woman had definitely been hiding something, even if he couldn’t tell what.

Absol didn’t get things wrong. There were no historical documents of Absol ever being wrong, even. Whatever his own had seen, it must’ve meant something.

He sighed. Hopefully Ena had been right, and it was about avoiding something happening to her. A single person was hardly a disaster’s worth, after all. All the same, he decided to keep track of her journey, if he could. This line of inquiry definitely asked for more investigation.

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Cerulean and Saffron city weren’t far apart, luckily. Route 5 was widely considered to be the safest route, both with the underground tunnel and the generally fenced-off road. It made sense—Saffron city was the biggest city in Kanto, it had to be widely accessible. One could see its skyscrapers from Cerulean, and the planes in the sky were all headed for Saffron’s airport. Metros, magnet trains, Pidgeot Taxi, getting into Saffron was so easy it’d be impressive not to get in.

“Man, I’m thirsty…” The security guard at the gate complained, “Oh, yeah. Gate’s closed, you can’t come in.”

Ena groaned, pinching the bridge of her nose. She’d heard about this before from friends—some of the guards liked to mess around and make people run errands for them. It was annoying, even if she respected the bit. Unfortunately, she… hadn’t packed a bottle of water. And while her cum-thermos was there, she wasn’t going to hand over her precious cum just like that!

“Are you sure, sir? I’ll be happy to get you something to drink from one of the vending machines in Saffron, but-”

“No can do, ma’am. You can’t enter the city.”

Ena would look to her left, then to her right. No one else here for the moment, seemed that people had caught on to the scam and were looking for another entrance. No one to team up with, but…

Ena would stand on her tip-toes, pull down her panties and aggressively slam her dick onto his desk.

“Drink up.”

The guard paused, looking at Ena’s dick, then up at Ena. Back and forth, trying not to pull a face.

“What? Thirst gone? I told you to drink, didn’t I?”

“Y-you did, but…”

“No buts! It’s good for you! Can’t let yourself get dehydrated, can you?” She would say with a smile, letting the man sweat for a little bit, before starting to stroke her cock, “I recommend starting while it's flaccid, it might not fit in your mouth otherwise.”

A quiet gulp, before the man did as told, wrapping his lips around the head and starting to suck. Ena sighed with relief, feeling her cock twitch and grow. Climbing onto the desk, she’d push it further into the man’s mouth without much restraint.

“There we go. Should be pretty healthy for you, too. Keep sucking and licking, sir—I’ve not cum in a day or so, so I’m pretty sensitive~”

Gloating was pretty fun in situations like these, as her hand rubbed the back of his head and pushed him closer. She could throatfuck him if she really wanted to, make a quick fleshlight out of him, but watching him struggle to take her length was just as fun.

“Excuse me, is this-” Another voice popped up as someone stepped into the guardpost. Ena turned and saw a man around her own age walk in, clearly a Pokémon trainer. He looked rather surprised at the sight.

“Oh, am I interrupting something?”

“Not at all, don’t worry! Just giving a thirsty guy a drink-don’t stop sucking, asshole- and having some fun!” Ena laughed, gently thrusting into the guard’s mouth and making him gag.

“I… I see…” the man looked confused as he walked up to the desk, watching half of Ena’s cock pushed into the man’s mouth, “Is this normal? I’ve heard of Pokémon trainers getting feisty, but this seems like a lot.”

“Eh, who cares about normal? I’m horny, he was a dick, so I’m gonna cum down his throat,” she said, gently starting to thrust. Her words were interrupted with the occasional moan, clearly getting close fast, “Passage is free now, though. Unless you wanna eat my ass for me, you can just keep going.”

“A-ah, okay,” the man nodded, looking down at Ena’s ass. For a moment, he seemed genuinely tempted by it, but then shook his head, “I’ll pass. Have fun, though!”

“I understand, ta-ta!” She waved him off, watching him leave. “Man, I wish he’d said yes. That would’ve been great- ungh, fuck… hold on…”

She grabbed the man’s head and thrusted deeper, making him gag hard. There wasn’t much he could do, though - her cock swelled up and soon she was shooting ropes of thick cum down his gullet.

“There we go, drink it up. Drink it all…” she moaned, holding his head in place. She watched his throat swell with each gulp of cum, slowly bulging out his stomach as she kept pumping. After about a minute she would pull out, still milking her cock into his open mouth.

“Now, what do we say after such a delicious treat, sir~?”

“...thank you, ma’am…”

“That’s the spirit! Now swallow the last of it and get back to work, you dolt. Don’t even pretend to be thirsty with such a full belly.”

The guard blushed, closing his mouth and swallowing the last of her cum. He’d wipe his mouth and his face, trying to get the sweat off, before nodding. Ena grinned, smacking her cock in his face one more time before getting off the desk, pulling her panties up and walking into Saffron City. Easy as pie!

Stepping into Saffron, Ena found herself surrounded by the very definition of a metropolis. Every building in the city loomed high, apartment complexes interrupted by city streets, train rails, and trams everywhere. Out at the city center, the massive Silph Co. Skyscrapers rose above the rest, a beacon of progress and technology. Occasionally, a Magnemite or Magneton would flit through the air. They must be rather peaceful—usually they would’ve been captured by the police, given their tendency to interrupt electrical supplies. Perhaps they simply worked together with law enforcement in some way. Hopefully that wouldn’t be an issue. Her style was a legal gray area, if Georgie had read the books right in her stead.

Her plan of action was pretty simple: the Gym would be easy to find, but it wouldn’t be as easy as walking into there and fighting. She’d be assessed by gym trainers to see at what level she operated, which would decide Sabrina’s team. It’d be deeply embarrassing to walk in there and lose to a subordinate, but making it through would put her face-to-face with a team on her own level. With her current remit, losing wouldn’t be an option if she wanted to have any dignity.

Thus, she headed towards the best place to study for this fight: the Fighting Dojo. She’d read up on it before, and it was just a tram ride away. Finding a tram stop wasn’t difficult—though it was very crowded. Paying the fee and having to stand up, Ena was glad she wasn’t claustrophobic, but-

“Miss? Your… crotch is in my face.”

An adorable lady complained as her bulge squished against the woman’s cheek. Ena blushed and started to grind against the woman, whose deadpan face looked even better this way.

“Ah, sorry about that! It’s just so crowded here, there’s no room to move~” she joked, smirking at the woman.

“I’m going to bite you if you keep this up, ma’am.”

“Oh, I see…” Ena said, picking up the pace—rubbing faster, groaning, but still quiet under the noise of the tram and its passengers, “If you’re sure about it-”

Ena would step out of the tram with an expression of pain. It had been a few minutes, but she was deeply regretting calling that bluff. Her poor, poor balls! She couldn’t even walk straight this way. How could someone do this to her crown jewels?

The woman had returned her shit-eating grin after biting down, and was still laughing at her as the tram passed by. Ena didn’t know quite what lesson to take, but she’d keep it in mind for further tram rides. For now, she had to suck it up and keep going.

“Welcome to the Fighting Dojo, ma’am!”

As she stepped through the door of the small building, she was greeted by a woman in a karate gi—well-tanned, hair in a long ponytail, a passionate smile on her face. Around her, the sounds of effort and strength echoed as people and Pokémon trained alongside each other.

“Thanks! I’m about to take on Sabrina, so I figured I’d come here to do some training. You guys have a history with her, don’t you?”

“Ah, we do, yes…” the woman sounded embarrassed as she admitted that, “we used to compete with her for the status of ‘Gym’. We’ve been beaten by her pretty definitively at this point, but we put up a good fight despite the type advantage.”

“Exactly! So I’m hoping to gather my thoughts here, do some strategizing and training, see where it ends up. Do you think you could help out?”

“Of course! I’ve not got an opponent for a while anyways. Wanna take one of the rooms?”

“Gladly!” Ena nodded. Her mind was immediately drifting towards some lewd ideas, which her still-sore private parts dissuaded. She was kind of glad about that, really, it meant she wouldn’t be distracted for the time being.

The battle girl, who introduced herself as Charlène, would lead her to a smaller room. Quickly rolling out a mat for the two to sit on and putting down a table, she would gesture for Ena to sit down. Ena would do so, sitting cross-legged and bringing Petal out, who’d move to do the same.

“Okay, before I start lecturing you on anything specific, I need to know: What’s your current plan? I’m guessing you’re an experienced trainer with a Pokémon like that.”

Ena looked sheepish at that. She shook her head, saying: “Nowhere near, I’m afraid. I’ve got the theory, I’ve got the Pokémon, but I lack the practice. Only been an active trainer for a week by now.”

“Then… how do you expect to win at all?”

“Well, if this was a normal battle, I wouldn’t! I’ve seen Sabrina on TV, I’ve read about her, if she’s battling outside of Indigo League rules, there’s only a handful of trainers that can keep up. But,” she held up a finger, “I am fighting her under those rules, and I don’t have a single gym badge.”

“...Oh, wait,” Charlène realized something, “since you don’t have a gym badge, you’re thinking she’ll underestimate you and use a weak team?”

“Kinda-sorta!” Ena confirmed, “or at least an appropriate team. I read that most gyms have trainers employed to gauge challengers beyond just pure numbers, so I might not get a free pass, but if I can get her to match a level even a bit below where I am…”

The martial artist looked a bit disappointed by that idea. “That sounds a bit dishonorable. Is it really worth the effort instead of just, I don’t know, taking a while to train alongside your team?”

“I know it sounds bad, I know!” Ena started, “but she’s free to pivot to a stronger Pokémon once she figures it out, there’s nothing stopping her there. Plus, she’s a better strategist than me. Her skills as a psychic should be more than enough to help her Pokémon even the odds.”

“...fine, then,” Charlène sighed, “Let’s assume a best-case scenario then. You get the ‘minimum’, which would mean both of you can only use… two Pokémon, I believe? What’s the plan there?”

“Should be fairly simple—I bring out Galvantula, let it throw around its web everywhere while throwing down with our enemy Pokémon. When it’s defeated, her next Pokémon will definitely be in trouble. The main worry there is if Galvantula gets disobedient, or if she happens to have the right Pokémon to beat it.”

“Is it likely to get disobedient?”

“Not sure. I’ve gotten along with it recently, but we’ve still not had a lot of time together.”

“Then it’ll definitely disobey you in this battle. Pokémon have a great sense of their trainer’s experience, and if they can tell how big the gap in competence between you and Sabrina is, they’ll probably not think you’re gonna do good. A psychic like her is only more likely to project that idea.”

Ena raised an eyebrow at that. She’d encountered a slightly similar concept as a breeder, but her Pokémon then never had another comparison point. Someone with as evocative an aura as Sabrina would pose a problem then. That didn’t mean there wasn’t a way out, though.

“I’ll have to involve it in some of the planning. I’m confident it can take out the first Pokémon most of the time, so with that confidence I should be able to get further,” she’d think out loud, pulling a notepad from her bag, “I’ve taken some notes on Pokémon she could use for a new trainer, but I’m guessing she’ll adjust a bit. All reliant on an assumption, though.”

“That being?”

“That she’s giving priority to Kanto-native Pokémon, mainly. She’s basically always gonna use an Abra, Kadabra, or Alakazam, but as a Kanto gym leader there’s an expectation for a Kantonian team, I imagine?”

“That doesn’t sound unlikely, no, but plenty of gym leaders use international teams these days. You can’t just bank on it.”

“Maybe not, but she only has to use two Pokémon if I do it right. So then…” Ena hummed, jotting down a few of the potential pokémon, “what Pokémon would it be? Slowpoke might deal with some of the type’s weaknesses, but-”

“Drowzee, more likely. Those can take a hit, and know how to mess with new trainers.”

“Makes sense, makes sense. Galvantula can take that in a fight, I think, but a bulky one definitely poses an issue. It’d probably go for Hypnosis to put it to sleep and make me panic, which would bring in mistakes.”

“Exactly—and with its connection to its trainer, it’s going to be much more accurate than normal. Getting past Drowzee will be tough, but it shouldn’t be impossible either. As long as you can keep Galvantula in line, that is.”

Ena was feeling… a bit more in over her head now. This was sounding harder than she thought! Intellectually she’d known that it would be tough, but her emotions were starting to catch up. At the same time, she did know what was waiting at the end. She couldn’t just let herself get overwhelmed by things like chances!

“That’ll be tough, but if we can lock it into the right position, we should be able to dodge most of the moves,” Ena considered, “Galvantula has… only two weaknesses, and I don’t think Drowzee learns any Rock moves. If we can close up its snout and bind up its wrists, it’d be possible to stop it before it can do too much damage!”

“Seems like you’re asking a lot from your Pokémon there, given the risk.”

“Playing on its animal instincts, though, so it might work!”

“Hm, if you say so. What if it goes out?”

“Then Petal over here,” Ena gestured to Gallade, “will finish everything off. He’s my best friend, I’m sure he’ll keep it going.”

“He’s a psychic type at least, so he might keep his head in the game, but enough pressure might make him hesitate to listen.”

“No need to be a pessimist! I trust him,” Ena leaned against her friend, “I’ve even brought a Muscle Band to make sure he can break through defenses. He’ll be fine .”

“I’m not a pessimist! I’ve fought Sabrina multiple times, I know exactly how it can go wrong,” Charlène countered, smacking her fist on the table, “you’re just going to walk in with nearly no experience and think you’ll have a chance! Your strategies don’t matter if you’ve never applied them before.”

“Then I’ll just need to prove them, don’t I?” Ena glared at the woman, taking out Galvantula’s Net Ball. “I’ll show you just how good I am at this, Charlène. Two pokémon, let’s fight.”

Charlène didn’t hesitate - pulling the table to the side and grabbing two Pokéballs. This room was more than large enough to host a battle after all.

“You’re on - but don’t think I’ll hold back. I’ll show you just how far you have to go!” She called out, her right foot stomping onto the floor. Ena could sense the pressure rising in the room—this was much different from the grunts she’d fought earlier, this was a fighter through and through.

She couldn’t help but wonder if other people would feel something similar from her in the future. All the same, she opened her Net Ball and put Ovi onto the field.

“Okay, Ovi, it’s time to prove ourselves!” She called out, while Charlène threw her own Pokémon onto the field: a Hitmonlee. Its long, spring-like legs hit the ground with force, while its lithe brown body tensed with superhuman musculature. This wouldn’t be easy… but her strategy would work.

“Hitmonlee! Roaring Dragon Style, use Blaze Kick!”

“Ovi, use Sticky Webs to slow it down, then get the heck out of there!”

As Hitmonlee’s foot lit up with flame, Ovi shot out webs all around it - enough to slow its rush towards the Galvantula and let it dodge. With flames that strong, Ovi definitely wouldn’t  be able to keep its legs trapped. And if that move would hit even once…

“Ovi, use Electroweb, quick!”

as Hitmonlee shook off the webs and rushed back in, Ovi launched three more webs at it - striking it and letting the electricity run through its body. It was slowed down - enough for an opening as Ovi shot off web after web. Unfortunately, it wasn’t enough to hold the opponent down - it would dodge the third shot, appearing hurt but not as much as Ena had wished. Soon it was in Ovi’s face, launching a barrage of punches and kicks that occasionally lit up in flame, forcing the Galvantula on the defensive. While it was faster by a wide margin with the help of the webs, Hitmonlee would hit eventually. What did she need… oh!

“Ovi! Web its face, then climb on its back!”

“Crashing wave style, deflect it!”

Another web was shot out, and though Hitmonlee would raise its arm fast enough to protect its face, it would give up its balance: its hand had stuck to its body, too high to burn it free. This was their chance!

“Ovi, it’s time! Use Bug Buzz and get in his face!”

Ena struck out her hand with an excited flourish, even as Ovi didn’t entirely obey her. It jumped directly into Hitmonlee’s face before using the move, rattling its opponent’s entire body and nearly toppling it. Not enough, but even with it ignoring her, this would-

“Hitmonlee, front body drop. Blaze Kick it, immediately!”

“Ovi, quick-”

Unfortunately, Ovi had been too focused on its own method of attack, and couldn’t respond in time as Hitmonlee dropped itself onto the ground, smashing the Galvantula down, and used its knee to deliver a powerful strike. Then, it reared back for another.

Hitmonlee’s strength was in direct kicks, rather than joint-based strikes - given its spring-like legs, attacks with anything other than its feet would be weakened. A move that would likely have obliterated Galvantula now needed another hit. Maybe…

“Ovi, please! Let go and use its momentum to free yourself! You’ll make it through!”

Ena couldn’t get a good eye on the fight - Hitmonlee had positioned itself to block her sightline. All she could do as Hitmonlee prepared its second strike was hope—that Ovi wouldn’t faint, and that it would listen. Charlène had assumed the opposite, or she might’ve switched strategies, but…

Another surge of fire, a bang! as it impacted, and Ena could see Galvantula moving with the momentum, releasing its claw-like grip as it flew out of Hitmonlee’s one available hand. Its whole body looked singed, its movements were sluggish… but it was still awake.

“Yes! There we go, Ovi! You can take it!” She cheered loudly, causing her Pokémon to look at her. Its expression was hard to read, but it appeared… proud, almost. Ready.

“Don’t get cocky, will you?” Charlene grinned, clearly not finished, “Hitmonlee’s taken much less hurt than your Galvantula. If it gets even one hit, you’re down one Pokémon. Stay on your toes—Hitmonlee, use Stone Edge!”

“Ovi, jump away, then web towards Hitmonlee!”

Ovi did as told, more than fast enough to dodge the spiky rocks that erupted from the floor, shooting some web onto the ceiling, and using it to swing towards its opponent. Hitmonlee had been slowed down significantly after all, it was much harder to land a hit as risky as Stone Edge, which left it open.

“Electroweb both its legs, then topple it!”

“Hitmonlee, get up and kick it out of the air!”

The Galvantula acted first - Hitmonlee, who had stomped the ground for its previous move, needed to rear back its foot to strike. Before the flames could spark from its legs, it had been covered in sparking webs - enough to make the powerful muscles spasm. Forcibly releasing all the strength it had gathered, its legs would straighten and force it to fall over, unable to control its muscles.

“That’s it! Finish it off with a bug buzz!”

And with that, Galvantula would drop on top of the Hitmonlee and let out its chittering cry, rattling the fighter one more time before it would faint. Ena could feel the adrenaline surging through her body, the rush of excitement at a victory, at proving someone wrong… this was it.

Galvantula chittered happily and ran towards her, where it got wrapped up in a tight hug.

“I knew you could do it, buddy! We’re figuring it out!” Ena said, before putting it back down, “Now, you’re pretty banged up… so wanna let Petal figure out the last one?”

It paused, hesitating, then nodded. It didn’t go back to its Pokéball, instead sitting at the sideline and watching as the Gallade took the stage.

“You’re starting to figure it out, huh?” Charlène crossed her arms, not sounding affected at all, “but I’m not down yet! I don’t care about that type advantage, let’s see if you can fight this!”

She would throw out a Hitmonchan, the tips of its feet only briefly touching the ground as it would show off its footwork—a threat, for sure. But… Ena didn’t care.

“Oh, I’m starting to figure it out!” She called out, stretching a bit and laughing, “battling sure is fun! But I think you’ve gotten a bit ahead of yourself already!”

Hitmonchan froze up for a second. Not because of the type disadvantage, it had dealt with such things before… but because the trainer opposite of her seemed different. There was a Pressure there—not a strong Pressure, only a flickering light, but… something dangerous. The air smelled like-

“Gallade, use Psycho Cut!”

That moment of hesitation had felt like an age, but it had passed in a second—enough for Gallade to attack, not enough for it to dodge. Seeing him dash towards her, the Hitmonchan knew Charlène wouldn’t react in time, so it moved on its own - a Sucker Punch, enough to-

Charlène felt her brain short circuit for a second as Hitmonchan disobeyed her, and was promptly launched past her. 

“Hey, did your Pokémon just… act on its own?”

Ena’s tone sounded mocking as she walked up to her, Galvantula on her shoulder. The woman’s expression was dangerous, a grin that felt just a bit too ill-intentioned.

“Wasn’t that what you said happened if they could tell they were fucked?”

“Yes, but-”

“My! Sounds like you’re not much of a fighter, then!” Ena laughed. A loud snap of fabric breaking, and Charlène could feel something smack against her leg - a massive, half-erect cock. Oh no…

“Gallade, hold her in place, please?”

Before she could strike at Ena, a psychic energy would confine her limbs and spread them, leaving her entirely defenseless to Ena as she started pulling off her gi.

“Man, look at those abs,” the woman remarked, stroking them with her fingertips, “they’re kinda wasted on you this way! If you knew how to fight, I’d have let you keep them, but…”

Charlène shivered as Ena’s warm tongue ran over her stomach, tasting her, before remarking: “You’ll be using that tummy for something more important when we’re done~”

The first thing she felt was a long, thin ovipositor pushing into her pussy. She gasped, but didn’t have the time to process it as Ena’s cock slid in alongside it. Both of them were agonizingly slow, Galvantula hooking onto her back while Ena smugly crossed her arms, simply pushing inside of her. Only ten seconds later, she could feel Ena kiss her cervix, while Galvantula was pushing its way in. The woman sighed, wrapped her arms around her and said:

“Well, looks like my balls no longer hurt. Petal, you go ahead and fuck that Hitmonchan, we’ve got her from here~”

Then, the two started pounding her. Both of them moved with desperation and hunger, slamming as deep into her as they could get. It only took a few thrusts for Ena to break into her womb as well, pushing into her core with so much ease it had become humiliating.

As she was pushed to the ground, with Ena biting one of her small breasts, Charlène was quickly overwhelmed. Her body had been honed through years of combat and endurance training, and it took all those years to keep herself composed right now. Each time Ena’s warmth slid inside her she had to suppress another moan, had to ignore the sensations crowding her mind, wanting her to give in. Ena, meanwhile, was frightfully casual, seemingly having fun just using her body like a breeding mount—biting and sucking on her tits, while Galvantula’s legs dug further into her.

“Fuck, you’re such a good cocksleeve already!” Ena laughed at her, “but you’re holding out better than your Pokémon! Look at her~”

She was made to turn her head, looking as Gallade had picked the fainted Hitmonchan up, pulled her into a full nelson and simply started fucking. Hitmonchan’s rude awakening was one of pure pleasure - and it was already moaning its brains out, cumming all over her aggressor after less than a minute. Gallade looked at the trainer and winked, before picking up the pace even further.

Was she… such a bad trainer? That her Pokémon could be conquered so easily? Maybe… maybe she didn’t deserve it…

The martial artist started relaxing, slowly feeling her dominators’ cocks push deeper with more ease, until they were fully kissing the back of her womb. Ignoring her training, she didn’t care to steady her breath, to focus her mind—she got lost in the pleasure, feeling its waves crash against her rock, eroding her resistance until she came. Only a minute after her own Pokémon, her pussy would squirt its juices all over Ena, who cooed at her.

“Oh, cutie patootie, giving in so fast?” She said, petting Charlène’s head, “good girl! You deserve a treat! Ovi, why don’t you place an electroweb on her clit?”

The Galvantula chittered, and suddenly Charlène felt a strange sensation on her clit—already sensitive from the orgasm, she was suddenly confronted with sparks of pain and pleasure that were rapidly ticking against her, flowing through her body and making her convulse just a bit. It was painful, but as her orgasm kept on, even that would force pleasure into her. The pulses of electricity reached into her muscles, making her part her thighs further and- no, she was doing that of her own free will.

“You want it now, don’t you?” Ena whispered, kissing her lips. It was so fleeting that Charlène immediately stretched her neck in an attempt to enjoy more of the woman’s touch, but a hand at her chin held her back. She was made to look Ena in her eyes. White irises, though without a hint of purity. A malevolent grin, sweat dripping down her brow. She was beautiful…

“Tut-tut, you can’t kiss me. You’ve been too mean to deserve that. Unless…”

Ena grabbed her waist and pushed in deeper - stretching her womb further and further, making sure she could feel the intent.

“You become our little baby making bitch~”

“Yes,” Charlène didn’t even hesitate, her voice lowering to a husky, desperate tone, “please make me your bitch! I don- I can’t be anything else! Fill me up, let me kiss you!”

“...good girl~”

She was dearly rewarded for her efforts with Ena’s soft, loving lips pressing against her own. Charlène closed her eyes and hugged her, letting lust consume the mind. As their tongues passed through parted lips, tasting each other, she would feel Ena and Ovi cum inside - glut after glut of warm, hyper-virile semen invading her womb, followed by large, electrified eggs sparking at her insides. Each pump would make her body spasm in one way or the other, making her stomach swell up. The muscles she had trained for so long were being bloated out and ruined by their orgasms, so strong that she came a second time—so hard that none of it mattered to her. They could ruin her body, fill it with babies over and over, she’d deserved it for losing. When she’d had their babies, she could train it back up again.

And they could ruin it a second time.

“Ah, now that’s a good kiss~”

Charlène’s tummy was big and round now, looking like she was late into a pregnancy if it weren’t for the bumps caused by all the eggs floating around inside her. Feeling like she’d done enough, Ena had let the girl rest her nether regions, and was now just sitting on her face while she and her Pokémon discussed their plans. The ex-martial artist was still blissed-out and horny, licking her asshole and pushing her tongue deep inside.

“I hope this is a good premonition for the actual gym battle. Then again, you guys lost against her for the title of gym, huh?” Ena said with a laugh, “I guess I should’ve seen it coming. If you can’t handle a type advantage, you’ll get stuck. But you’ve taught me some valuable lessons, so this is the least I can do to thank you.”

The younger woman would hum happily and keep eating her ass, sloppy and unskilled but eager. For Ena, that was enough at the moment as she, Ovi and Petal went over the plan one final time.

“Now boys, we might need some contingencies just in case, but I think we’ve finally got everything we need. All we need now is to see how Sabrina will estimate us. Ready?”

The two of them nodded, eager and positive.

“Then let’s go get her~!”

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Green eyes deeper than the most well-cut emerald opened, pupils focussing on a point in space no one else could see.

“Another vision, ma’am?”

“Correct. An unusual one, this time.”

After a quick stop at the Pokémon Center, Ena felt confident that she could take on the gym. She’d bought the right items, healed up her Pokémon and gave herself one last pep-talk. Some part of her was tempted to consult the Trainer’s Guide she purchased and see what it would recommend, but her confidence was high enough that really, she just wanted to walk straight into the gym. Wiping that serious expression off of Sabrina’s face and making it twist into pure pleasure would be-

Oh, calm down. She could be horny when she’d won. For now, it was game time.

Saffron City’s gym was located close to the fighting Dojo, but they couldn’t look more different. The Dojo harkened back to traditional architecture, while the Gym was much more modernist. The stark white building featured bright purple and pink mosaics, each showing different symbols associated with the psychic type. In front of the door, abstract sculptures were placed in pairs, much too confusing for Ena’s standards but equipped with such detail she couldn't help but feel impressed.

“Must be some kinda telepathic dream…” she guessed, distracted for a moment or two before stepping through the doors - glass panes parting to let her into the lobby. The bright sun and white exterior gave way to black, reflective tile and uncomfortable-looking benches. She saw a few communication terminals, but her attention was focused on the clerk at the desk.

“Good afternoon, ma’am,” she walked up to the desk with a big, polite smile, “I’m here to challenge Sabrina!”

The clerk, a red-haired woman with a freckled face, nodded and turned to her computer, “of course, Ma’am. Can I see your Trainer card?”

Moment of truth. Ena took out her card, knowing how it would make her look upon scanning, and handed it over. The clerk would scan it, raising her eyebrows as she saw the data presented.

“I see here that you don’t have any league-approved gym badges,” the clerk started politely, “while, officially speaking, you are allowed to challenge Sabrina, I think it might be best to visit another gym first.”

“Why would that be?”

“Sabrina is… not particularly passionate about battling,” she was told, “and has little interest in coddling new trainers. If someone doesn’t conform to her standards, she’s more likely to sweep them for wasting their time and throw them out. No offense, but you might want to accrue proper experience first.”

“I’m more than willing to take this risk, ma’am,” Ena leaned in, planting her elbows on the table, “I don’t know if you lose anything by letting me through, but if you just say you tried to stop me, we should be more than fine.”

She wiggled her eyebrows a bit, trying to conjure up a conspiratorial tone. The clerk chuckled and shook her head.

“Nothing lost on my end, but I’d rather not break your optimism this early by letting you through. If you’re this sure about it I can let you through, but don’t blame me if you get swept, okay?”

“You got it! Don’t worry, I can take her~”

Ena took her trainer card back and watched the door next to the desk open. Trainers without badges usually didn’t have to do the gym’s challenge, at most having to face their trainers to make sure they weren’t complete pushovers. Really, that felt like it would’ve been a good part of Sabrina’s gym to introduce, but… passing through the room that looked meant for it, she didn’t see any of those trainers. How weird…

Less than a minute later, she would find herself in the gym leader’s room. Colored lights hung from the ceiling, illuminating the dark floors and walls in soft colors, highlighting the white lines of the battlefield. Ena’s eyes, though, were focused on Sabrina.

The gym leader was tall with a slender figure, emphasized by the skin-tight jumpsuit hugging her body. She had nice, wide hips, surrounded by a parted mauve miniskirt that matched her crop-top. Finally looking up to check her face, Ena caught a disapproving expression, long, dark green hair and elegant, sharp features.

Ena could swear there was a slight widening of the woman’s eyes, like she recognized her, but… it was hard to say from this distance.

“Hi there,” she thus greeted with a friendly wave, “the name’s Enamora, nice to-”

“Why are you challenging me?”

Ena paused, surprised by the curt, quick remark. She wasn’t quick enough on the uptake—the woman spoke again.

“I saw your conversation with my clerk. Your confidence is foolish, and you obviously have little experience. Out of all the gyms, why waste my time?”

“Well, you’re a psychic, right? Can you read my mind?”

Sabrina nodded, looking at Ena with more intent. Suddenly, her face would light up a bright red, eyes widening and her posture getting a little shakier before she straightened herself back out.

“Wait, I hadn’t started thinking ye-”

“Disgusting. What is the meaning of this?”

“Pretty clear, I think,” Ena winked, “I’m here to defeat you, fuck you and breed you~. I’m happy to pound you all night, make you beg for my seed, and-”

“Enough.”

A ripple of psychic energy shot through the room, making Ena stumble. A pair of pokéballs would levitate from behind Sabrina’s seat and into her hands.

“I’ve known that you would enter this gym for a long time now. But that was the only thing I knew,” the gym leader started, “my visions of the future are reserved for powerful trainers. I see those who become champions, those who defeat me - and how they do it. You, however… I only saw a face.

“I’d hoped that this was a sign of something good. Someone with potential for greatness, or with something to teach. What I get instead is a disrespectful pervert in desperate need of an ego check.”

She sighed, throwing out a pokéball and revealing a large Drowzee.

“And even under the Pokémon League rules, I’m glad to provide it. Pick your two Pokémon. I hope they’ll forgive you for throwing them into the lion’s den.”

“Let’s see if you can keep that tone up, Sabrina. Go, Ovi!”

Sabrina did a double-take as the Galvantula took the stage, chittering with fierce determination. It had clearly caught her off-guard, but as her body started glowing with psychic energy, it became clear she wasn’t intimidated.

As Ena opened her mouth to command her Pokémon, she felt her words catch in her throat. She knew what she had to do, and how to win, but… it was like a hand was wrapped around her throat, like the sight of her opponent was-

“Drowzee, use Fire Punch.”

The Drowzee’s fist lit up, neon magenta flames wrapping around its hand as it sprang towards Ovi. Seeing her Pokémon stand still, waiting for her command, made Ena tense up. Ovi either trusted her enough to wait, or was just as shocked as her.

“O-ovi, weave! Use Bug buzz!”

Her voice sounded uncertain as she shouted at it, but it was enough to spur it into action, deftly dodging past the fairly show Drowzee and clacking its mandibles together, releasing a painful cry that caused the Drowzee to stop its attacks for a moment.

“You’re resisting,” Sabrina stated plainly, “unusually determined, but not enough. Drowzee, use Trick Room.”

The ground around the Pokémon seemed to shift as Drowzee channeled its energy around them, energy flowing like water around them.

“Ovi, use Sticky Web to hold it back!”

“Fire punch, again.”

Ovi would fire off its webs, but it wasn’t enough. Drowzee moved at a ludicrous speed now, sliding past the webs and delivering a painful strike to Ovi. The Galvantula was launched several feet back, its face charred, but not yet down for the count. Both Pokémon were already panting, however. If she was fast enough…

“Use Electroweb, cast it wide!”

Drowzee repeated its previous move, confidently rushing forward to finish Ovi off. Fortunately for Ena, it wasn’t fast enough to dodge the oncoming web and soon found itself wrapped up, sparking threads surrounding its body. The flames on its hand were already burning through, but this would hopefully be enough.

“Another Bug Buzz, finish it off!”

It wouldn’t be that easy, though. As the webs bound the Drowzee, Trick Room would once more pay dividends: its feet moved faster, and before Ovi could act, it found a pair of hands on its mandibles, tearing through the webs like it was nothing. Still, this wouldn’t be the end…

As Drowzee lifted up its opponent, preparing to deal a finishing blow of its own, Ena shouted another command, one that set the Galvantula into immediate action:

“Ovi… use Oviposition, now!”

Ena could see Sabrina’s eyes widen from the other side of the battlefield - right at the height of its arc, Ovi would slam its ovipositor into the Drowzee’s mouth and go back on the offensive, pushing egg after sparking egg into its mouth. Its opponent would convulse from the electricity coursing through its insides, only mustering enough strength to push Ovi off before yet more eggs would be loaded into its stomach. Before it could fight back, though, another shock stiffened its body, and it collapsed.

“One down!” Ena cheered, jumping into the air, “Well done, Ovi! Return, I’ll let Petal finish it up.”

She let Ovi return to its net ball, taking out the luxury ball as Sabrina took out another pokéball.

“You had intended to game the system, hadn’t you?” She wondered as she threw out another Pokémon: a Kadabra. It landed into the sticky webs, glaring at the predicament, before being brought back into focus.

“A bit! And it looks like it worked,” Ena replied earnestly, letting Petal out. He deftly landed on the floor, a confident smile on his face even in the face of the angered Sabrina. As he looked around, surveying the situation, his eyes would widen.

An immediate step to the left and he wove past a Shadow Ball—much faster than expected. It took Ena a moment to realize that her plan had backfired. Kadabra would have been slower normally… but Trick Room was still ongoing. She had to be fast, Petal couldn’t take many of those shadow balls.

“Let’s finish this! Night Slash!”

Petal had one benefit over the Kadabra: a glimpse into the future. Their speeds were comparable enough that the knightly pokémon could weave past the projectiles, even as Sabrina’s commands got more and more precise. As he got closer, right arm wrapped in dark energies, he wouldn’t get the first strike.

Kadabra lifted its spoon and parried, knocking Petal’s fist out of the way and leaving him right open. Pushing his palm nearly against the Gallade, it would once more charge dark energy up for a point-blank attack.

“Knock the spoon out of its hand, Petal!”

As the Shadow Ball impacted Gallade, creating a cloud of smoke around the two Pokémon, Ena could hear the clink of metal hitting the ground. She shouted for another Night Slash, hoping that she’d heard it right. A moment later, she heard the Kadabra’s cry, and the smoke cleared up.

Gallade was still standing, limbs shaking and body covered in shadows. Despite taking the Shadow Ball to the face, he had managed to hit the Kadabra, knocking it out in a single blow. It had crumpled to the floor, darkness seeping into its chest much the same, before Sabrina would return it to its Pokéball.

“Incredible work, Petal!” Ena yelled out as she ran up to her partner, tackling him into a hug and holding him close. She’d worked up a sweat from all of that, despite simply giving the commands, but she knew who’d really done the work. “You and Ovi did amazing! I’ll make sure you two get the best care you can for this, okay?”

Petal nodded, kissing the top of her head and hugging her back. His knees buckled for a moment, but it stayed up long enough for Ena to get his pokéball out and return him. Finally, it was just her and Sabrina in this room.

Sabrina would never have expected things to turn out like this. 

Returning her fainted Pokémon to their terminals for healing, she was now alone with… Enamora, that was her name. A person she had promised sex to in a fit of emotion. It was immature of her, to have lost control of herself like this and fail against someone who ostensibly cheated to win. All the same, a loss was a loss.

That wouldn’t mean she had to take it graciously. Ena was skipping towards her, each little jump seemingly working to free her cock from her panties, until they were face-to-face. Sabrina wasn’t used to people as tall as her, even if she felt lanky next to the fuller frame of her opponent.

“Looks like I’m getting what I want, eh?” The young woman smirked, shamelessly reaching around Sabrina to grab her ass, “say, have you ever fucked anyone before?”

As she asked, Ena’s fingers squeezed her ass, then pulled on it, clearly having fun messing with her body. The gym leader kept her glare up and shook her head.

“I’ve never had a need for such useless desires. I’ve had no need for love or reproduction, so-”

“If you think this stuff is useless, you don’t get it! Here, lemme just~”

Suddenly, their bodies were flush against each other, chest-to-chest as Ena pressed her white-painted lips against Sabrina’s plain ones. Sabrina’s eyes widened with surprise as Ena held her tight, one arm caressing her back while the other continued kneading her ass. She could feel the woman’s tongue poking against her mouth, and she’d let her in before even realizing it.

Sabrina had nothing to compare the sensation to. Being kissed this deeply was new to her, but she couldn’t ignore the warmth spreading through her body. The way Ena tasted her, groaning happily and bucking her hips against her crotch, so absorbed in Sabrina’s body it was almost flattering.

Intellectually, Sabrina hated this. It was humiliating to be treated this way. Yet her emotional side seemed… interested. Like there was a spark in her soul that wanted this kindling, to be lit aflame and live. She couldn’t afford to do that, tho-

Her train of thought was interrupted by a spank, causing her to yelp as Ena broke the kiss.

“Having trouble getting into it?” She asked rhetorically.

“Of course. I have no interest in any of this.”

“Really now? I think you’re just not used to it yet,” Ena suggested, “Why don’t I treat you to some more pleasure, and then you can make a choice?”

The young woman leaned in, planting a kiss on her ear that made Sabrina shiver, and whispered: “not that I’ll listen to a ‘no’, but I want to make you beg~”

Suddenly a hand had slipped under her crop top, groping at her breast while another slipped under her skirt.  She could feel dexterous fingers teasing her pussy through her jumpsuit, rubbing against her panties with a hungry sort of eagerness.

“You care so much about your mind that you’re neglecting your body,” Ena whispered, continuing to send shivers down her spine, “such a beautiful body, too. Tall, slender, such a nice ass… but I can tell you’re not eating enough. You’re wasting yourself. Maybe you should turn your brain off for a little, and enjoy being a body for a while~”

“N-no, I could never…” Sabrina panted- panted? Why was her breath labored? She sighed, feeling the pleasure sparking through her body as Ena toyed with her, not quite sensitive enough through her layers of clothing, but still making her feel hot.

“Then put it to good use for once and read my mind again, dear.”

Despite herself, Sabrina did as she was told - reaching into Ena’s mind and-

When her mind recovered, she was sitting on Ena’s lap, entangled in a deep, passionate kiss. She could feel their tongues dancing around each other, her own moans mixing in with Ena’s, and the way her pussy was grinding on Ena’s bulge. She felt nude, knew she was, but she didn’t dare open her eyes yet. What happened?

She closed her hands for a moment - one was on Ena’s breast, so heavy and soft, and the other was around the woman’s waist, gently holding her. The warmth of another person was spreading through her in a way she couldn’t understand, even as she pulled back to look at her partner.

“Look at you! Seems like you learned quite a lot in one go~” Ena remarked, kissing her neck. Looking down, Sabrina saw that her clothes had mostly disappeared. She wasn’t wearing anything under her jumpsuit.

“What… Did you do?”

“I didn’t do anything! You read my mind, saw what I was thinking, and just got really horny all of a sudden,” Ena described, leaning in for another kiss, which Sabrina instinctively reciprocated, “looks like my lanky little psychic might have a weak mind for me~”

“I-I do not,” Sabrina glared, even as she continued to grind against Ena’s bulge, “I will prove it right now!”

She tried to focus, having a hard time concentrating while Ena started humping against her. Some amount of empathy was needed to read someone’s mind, to feel how they feel in a way, like forging a key for a lock. With most trainers, that wasn’t too difficult, but unique mindsets like these…

Breeding. The thought of having her pussy filled over and over, her womb loaded with cum until she was a proper broodmother. Milking machines were emptying her breasts, while her belly got rounder and heavier by the day. Ena’s desire to impregnate her was so strong, and Sabrina couldn’t tell why.

She was roused from her thoughts again by a brief, stinging pain. She gasped, feeling her eyes open again to see Ena was on top of her now. The woman’s lips were wrapped around one of her nipples, sucking on it with the occasional nibble to tease her. When she realized Sabrina had come back, she winked and gently bit down again, pulling on it to make Sabrina wince, before giving it a kiss.

“Welcome back, lovely~” she said, kissing her way up Sabrina’s chest, to her neck, “having good thoughts?”

Sabrina felt hyper-aware of the way Ena was touching her. The massive, straining bulge that was pressed flush against her pussy, pulsing and throbbing with a desire for her . The arms wrapped around her, one holding her in place by her back and the other squeezing her shoulder. The almost animalistic panting from Ena, who clearly seemed to be holding back.

“Why do you want to impregnate me?” Sabrina asked, dodging the question, “surely my body must be enough pleasure for you?”

“What kinda question is that?” Ena sounded confused, before answering: “Because it feels good! I get to cum deep inside you, watch your body change because of me, and claim you as mine~”

She leaned in for another kiss, gently pressing their lips together. It was flighty, but enough for Ena to grind faster, rougher, making Sabrina squirm under her weight.

“I get to leave this place knowing that you’ll be nurturing my seed, thinking about this day, while I’m busy breeding anyone I feel like. Doesn’t that sound delicious~? 

Sabrina glared, trying to disagree immediately, but her mind flashed back to the thoughts she saw. Her pregnant belly, rubbing it with a smile, imagining every spurt of semen that made her this way…

She shook her head, blurting out a ‘no’, but Ena had already caught on.

“You keep trying to act like you’re above emotions, Sabrina. That’s not good for you~” she said, pressing their cheeks together. With their bodies fully pressed against each other, she started rubbing back and forth, making sure every inch of their skin would meet.

“I’m trying to make you feel stuff, you know? I’m not holding back for my own sake here. I just want you to move with me and have some fun!”

Ena grinned, a strangely genuine-seeming expression, as she leaned back. She was still wearing her skirt, panties and crop top, despite some of her body clearly fighting to get out of it.

“I don’t need you to be some kinda sex goddess. I just want to see you explore my body, find out what you enjoy. That’s not a lot to ask, is it?”

Sabrina rolled her eyes. All that grinding and kissing had admittedly aroused her, and she doubted that Ena would take no for an answer. She disdained the very idea of giving in to her lust, but she could approach this rationally.

Ena still straddled her, but lying down like this she had plenty of room to examine the woman. Her eyes would wander over the woman’s shoulders, down to her chest - the hard nipples poking out the fabric of her top - before moving to her stomach, a slightly heavy, soft gut that hung down, covering the hem of her skirt. Her eyes didn’t wander further down, not wanting to get more distracted, as she leaned up and felt the bulge press against her. The fabric of her panties felt sticky and wet, too.

“What do you think?”

She didn’t reply at first. Her mind was still swimming with the previous attempts to read Ena’s mind, fantasizing about the body on top of her. Sabrina was used to feeling things out with her abilities rather than with her body, so as she reached under Ena’s shirt to feel up her breasts again, she was surprised by the feeling of weight, the warmth, the vague notion of a heartbeat as she felt around.

“Oh, I see~” Ena laughed, winking at the gym leader. Something about it made Sabrina blush, even as she shamelessly started squeezing and pulling on Ena’s breasts. Her movements were clumsy and uncontrolled, something she could tell from the way Ena occasionally winced, but she wasn’t interrupted. She was free to pull on the woman’s nipples, feel the skin fold around her fingers when she gripped them, and… even lean in and suck on them through the fabric of her top.

“I didn’t take you for a titty lover,” Ena smiled, hugging Sabrina and pulling her face-first against her chest, “you know, yours will be even bigger and heavier when I’m done with you! How’s that sound?”

“...” Sabrina didn’t reply. Instead, she pulled Ena’s top over her head, trapping herself between the woman’s tits. Kissing the skin between them, hearing the pounding of her heartbeat, all while gently starting to rub back against her.

“Good girl~”

Her face heated up as her hands wandered further over this beautiful body. Gently squishing the tummy, rubbing her back, the temptation to reach further down was growing. It wasn’t something she could articulate in words, but Sabrina felt this growing need for physical touch, for the warmth and passion that Ena had implied. It felt like she’d discovered something she never knew she needed, and never wanted to admit she did. Even as she kept kissing Ena’s skin, rubbing her face between her tits and feeling her up, while Ena’s cock throbbed against her.

“Let me just…” Ena remarked quietly, pulling her top off and exposing Sabrina’s face again. Sabrina felt another kiss on the top of her head, causing her to look up at those beautiful, plump lips. So inviting…

She leaned in, planting another kiss on them, gingerly. Chills passed through her body even as they brushed against each other for less than a second, causing her body to tense and her mind to go haywire. That mind she had trained so thoroughly, disciplined through decades, was indulging so easily.

Was something wrong with her?

“Hey, you’re zoning out again.”

“Oh.”

Ena tilted her head, a brief flash of concern in her eyes. “Having second thoughts?” She asked, pulling Sabrina in a little closer.

“This is wrong… I can’t do this, I’m…”

“What? Emotionless? ‘too disciplined’?”

“Yes! I have to-”

Her words were interrupted with another kiss - deep, a tongue pushing into her mouth, her throat, nearly making her gag as Ena broke her train of thoughts. This was rougher, fingers digging into her back as, just for a moment, Ena stopped holding back. She wasn’t just grinding, she was thrusting against her, grunting with need as her cock nearly broke free from her panties.

“I’ve already broken your discipline, you dummy,” she claimed, “you’re not as disciplined as you think. I wouldn’t have been this nice to you if you were.”

“W-what?”

“You can give in on your own now. You can lean into me, all cozy, and love,” Ena whispered, her pupils almost like pinpricks, “if you were harder to break… well, take another look~”

A day’s worth of fantasies in a single thought. Abusing her body until she could only comprehend pleasure, stretching her cunt for hours on end until she couldn’t stand up on her own. Fucking her face like it was a sex toy, treating her body much the same. Feeling something within her break forever as Ena shoved her cock deep inside her ass, not caring for anyone’s pleasure but her own. Repeated, until she finally gave up.

Opening her eyes again, she saw Ena grinning at her. A much darker expression now, emphasized by a throbbing warmth resting on her stomach. She knew what it was.

“I…”

“Open your mouth.”

Sabrina did as told without hesitating, looking up to see Ena pucker her lips and spit into her mouth. Of course she swallowed.

“Look at you~ so obedient already, so… weak of mind~. You know what you want, don’t you?”

Of course she looked down. She shouldn’t have. Seeing that cock reach up past her navel, drooling precum all over her skin, was intoxicating. It was terrifying, imagining it deep inside her, knowing what Ena wanted to do to her.

“Go ahead and touch it. Run those elegant fingers all over it.”

Again, she did what she was ordered. Reaching down, her slender fingers would graze over the thick, painfully hard shaft. It throbbed hard in response, sensitive after being trapped for so long. Sabrina could feel the warmth radiate as her touch trailed up and down the shaft, over the thick veins, one hand down to the base and the other up to the glans. As she gently curled her fingers around it, she heard Ena groan. More warm precum spurted out, pouring over her and making the woman buck her hips.

“Are you… usually this sensitive?” Sabrina asked cautiously. Her curiosity had overtaken now, and she was gently stroking up and down the shaft.

“...I’m better at holding out most of the time, but most of the time I’m not rubbing up against a woman as beautiful as you~”

Sabrina blushed again. How was she meant to respond to something like that?

“You’re doing pretty good. Go ahead and play with my sack, and put your thumb on the tip. Tell me what you feel.”

The hand wrapped around the base would loosen, trailing down to cup the sack. It didn’t even fit in her hand, easily spilling over, but she felt so much. Its churning, its weight, so full of semen and still making more. It was…

“So big and full… I can feel the semen churning around inside, begging for release,” she murmured as her other hand slid up, a thumb rubbing against the tip, “and you’re constantly pouring it all over me. You must think of it as a waste.”

Ena laughed, “no, not at all! Every drop of cum that touches you just shows me who you are. Whether I pour it on your tummy, shoot it down your womb or your throat, all of it makes you more mine,” she said, gently rubbing her cock back and forth, “hold up your hand?”

She did, holding it right below Ena’s cock, watching as she poured some precum into her palm.

“Now have a taste.”

Bringing her hand up to her lips, gently pouring the precum down her throat. It was thick, almost sticking to her tongue, salty and warm on top of that. She couldn’t call it a good taste, yet as it spread through her mouth, she couldn’t stop wanting it. It was addicting, fertile, as if her womb could taste it too.

“Fuck, I want to breed you so badly,” Ena moaned, gripping her tighter, rutting against her like an animal in heat, “you want it too, don’t you? You need it. Your body needs it.”

“I…”

“Just say the words. Tell me how much you want me, and you’ll finally get to cum.”

She slid back, teasing her tip against Sabrina’s entrance, briefly sliding up to rub over her clit, leaving a trail of gooey precum along the way. Its throbbing had grown more needy, together with Ena’s labored breathing. Sabrina could feel her womb burn, her heart hammer, and she knew what she needed.

Yet, as she opened her mouth to say it, the words didn’t come. As if her mind still stopped her from doing what she truly wanted. As if some part of her discipline still wanted to reject this.

Closing her eyes, she took a deep breath and tried to focus. She could read Ena’s mind again, but the answer wasn’t there. She had to look inside herself this time, to find out what she wanted.

When she opened her eyes again, she was somewhere else. A ‘mind palace’, as people called it, something she had constructed many years ago in a literal sense. Her safest retreat, where she was alone with her thoughts.

“Oh, there you are!”

At least, she would have been, if Ena wasn’t standing there. Stark naked, stroking her cock at the sight of Sabrina.

“You’re not…”

“No, of course not. I’m just what’s on your mind,” she said, “not something that’s happened before, right? Usually this is a private place.”

“Yes, but…” Sabrina hesitated, walking closer to Ena, “I think I’m glad to find you here. It’s harder to lie to myself that way.”

“Guess so,” Ena shrugged, grabbing Sabrina by the waist. With a simple movement, she would push the woman to the ground, onto her stomach, and mount her. Once more, inches away from penetrating her.

“What are you-”

“You’re not in control anymore, you know? You’re thinking about me so much that it’s overwhelming you,” the living thought said, grinding against her more aggressively than even the real Ena, “you want her to fuck you like an animal. No thoughts, no stopping, just pure sex. That’s what you want, right?”

She didn’t get a chance to speak this time—Ena rammed her cock up Sabrina’s cunt, the sound of flesh on flesh immediate as she started pistoning deep into her womb. Even in her imagination, Sabrina could feel every inch of that massive cock enter her, overwhelming her.

“To get fucked like a whore, no damn given about who you are. To be made into a moaning, pregnant mess of a woman, passed out in a pool of cum,” Ena continued, her voice echoing in her head, “is that it?”

“...Yes, please!” Sabrina replied finally, folding under the pressure, “I need it!”

“Then tell me.”

“...Ena.”

“Hm?”

A bit more hesitation, before Sabrina finally spoke:

“Please hold me down and breed me like an animal! I need your cum inside me, please!”

There was a deep hunger to her words, a growl of someone who had never experienced these pleasures before. Never experimented, never felt , and finally able to express what she’d been lacking.

“There we go, you slut~”

And finally, Ena was inside her. Sabrina’s legs would curl around the woman as she started violently pounding away at her pussy, making her flesh ripple while her heavy, churning balls smacked against her ass. Sabrina screamed, feeling her insides part as they were claimed in one long stroke, passing through her cervix and kissing the back of her womb. Squeezing Ena tight, she already felt herself cum - squirting pussy juice all over the both of them.

“I’m going to breed you until I’m tired. You’re going to take every single one of my loads. I hope your body can take it~”

Sabrina gasped as Ena bit her neck, teeth gently pulling at her skin as each of the woman’s thrusts shoved her body further. So much physicality, so much desire, her body could hardly comprehend it.

“I-I don’t care, just fuck me, please!”

Her body felt like it was being electrocuted, tingles passing through her body as the pleasure from her orgasm would only build up further, making her tense and squirm under Ena’s grip. Her stomach would bulge with every thrust, while the rest of her was already feeling sore. Still, she didn’t care. She grabbed Ena’s head and pulled her in for a kiss, drooling all over herself as their tongues rubbed against each other. Every semblance of the calm, collected attitude she had was gone, and all that remained was lust.

“Who do you belong to?” Ena asked, rearing back and thrusting deep, hilting herself inside for a moment.

“T-to you, Ena, I belong to you!”

“Good girl.”

A whisper, right against her ear as Ena once more got in close. She could feel Ena’s cock swell up, warmth spreading further through her body. Her balls were pulsing, tensing, like she was on the edge.

“I’m going to tell you what happens now,” she said, in between kisses to her ear, “I’m going to cum deep inside your womb. I’m going to fertilize every egg I can get to inside your tight little body, okay? I’m going to breed you, again and again…” she throbbed, grunting as she tried to control herself, “and then you get to take care of the kids, while I go on my merry way. Do you understand?”

Sabrina knew what Ena meant. She had fallen head-over-heels for the stranger, she wanted that cum inside her. Even if it meant being left behind, she needed this.

“Y-yes, I understand. Please, cum inside me!”

Ena didn’t reply anymore, planting her face in Sabrina’s neck and starting to fuck her even harder. She was grunting and growling like an animal in heat, hammering the pleasure into Sabrina’s body without even trying. Soon, her desperation was rewarded.

The gym leader could feel Ena’s cock swell up, stretching her cunt even further, before a powerful heat filled her womb. Warm, fertile cum suddenly filled her to the brim in a second’s time, enough to completely overwhelm her, and Ena just kept pumping. Her stomach was swelling up, heavy with a sinful glut of pure lust, emphasized by Ena’s animalistic growls as she emptied her balls inside the woman.

“Take my fucking load, you slut. Take it all, get bred~!” She called out, feeling Sabrina’s cunt clench her tightly as she came a second time, enough to make her mind go blank and grip Ena tighter. This felt better than any achievement from her training, any battle she’d won… this was what she truly needed.

It took a minute before Ena stopped thrusting, leaving Sabrina looking pregnant and exhausted as she sat back up, cock still plugging the hole. Wiping the sweat from her brow, the woman smiled at Sabrina.

“Phew, that felt amazing! That’s the first one off the list~” she said proudly, “Didn’t think crossing you off could be this fun, but here we are. Ready for round two?”

“R-round two?” Sabrina paled slightly, realizing that this was just the beginning.

“Oh, I shouldn’t have asked, of course you are!” Ena laughed, smacking Sabrina’s big belly before rearing back, “I’ve got a lot more in me, don’t worry~”

“...”

“What?”

Petal pinched what would be the bridge of his nose as he looked down at his master, then gestured to Sabrina’s face. He hadn’t planned to leave his Pokéball after this, but…

“Oh, yeah, she passed out 15 minutes ago. Don’t worry, it still feels good~” Ena laughed, pumping another load into her. She’d switched from her pussy to her ass after the first five, just to cover her bases, “I’m sure you can use her throat if you feel like it!”

A sigh, before the Gallade got to his knees and, with a deadpan expression, shoved his cock down the unconscious woman’s throat. He couldn’t help but moan, roughly fucking the woman’s mouth without thinking.

“Fuck, that looks good. Don’t worry, she’ll feel every second of this in her brain, what with how strong it is,” Ena claimed, “probably more, with dreams working like that. I didn’t think she’d have a paradigm shift like this, but it really does make breeding her feel amazing!”

“...~?”

Yeah, yeah, we’re hitting the road after this, don’t worry. Just… one more load~”

Petal smiled, leaning in to kiss his master as both of them fucked their first catch of the journey. What a perfect start it was.

By the time Sabrina woke up, Ena had long left. The only traces left were a pool of cum and a note thanking her for her delicious pussy.

Sabrina wondered if she should feel cheated by this. Stumbling to her feet, feeling the cum sloshing back and forth inside of her, she managed to stagger to another room. Her meditation room, usually reserved only for her, where she could retreat to the back of her mind without worry.

She wasn’t sure if she wanted to right now. If she went there, she’d probably find herself face-to-face with Ena once more, distracted by lust. It wasn’t bad, but…

“...Miss MacMurry?” She called out to her clerk using telepathy, “would you join me in my mediation chamber for a moment?”

Soon, she would hear footsteps closing in. It wouldn’t be the same as Enamora, but… well, she was going to enjoy it to her heart’s content.