I couldn’t believe it. It’s been an entire day of me trying to hunt down a pokemon, any pokemon, and I couldn’t even capture a single caterpie. Why hadn’t I just gone to the lab and gotten a starter pokemon like everyone else? It would’ve been so much easier, with someone to train up instead of me trying to jump them like some sort of idiot. I could hear the pokeballs in my pocket as I continued into Viridian Forest, just trying to hear any semblance of rustling nearby.
A rattata ran right in front of me across the forest, and I braced myself to jump it, or at least throw a stone or something to stop it. I was about to leap when I saw an even better prize chasing him. I wasn’t sure if they were playing or fighting, but I didn’t care either way. I ground my foot against the ground and leaped, bouncing on top of the pikachu like my life depended on it. I heard the rattata run off on my left, and felt the pikachu struggling beneath me, trying to get out of my capture.
Finally! I thought, I finally have my own pokemon! I fished the side of my belt for one of the pokeballs I had purchased just the previous day, and was about to use it when I felt it - an electric shock, starting from where I was touching it all the way through my body. Having never felt anything of the sorts before, I yelled, and tried to brace as hard as I could against the soft forest floor.
It lasted only a few seconds, but was still more pain than I’d ever felt in my life, surpassing even the time I fell off the tree while trying to play with a pidgey.
“Hey, why’d you do that?!” I yelled at the pikachu, my body now completely collapsed on the ground in front of it. I was no longer holding onto it, which is probably precisely what it wanted.
It swished its tail in front of me and began licking a paw like it hadn’t just destroyed me from the inside, and said, “what did you think a pikachu was going to do when you attacked it like that? Ever heard of the move thunder shock? You’re such a beginner at this it’s almost embarrassing.”
I gaped at it - or should I say, her - barely able to sound out a single word. She continued to glare at me until I finally said, “you can talk?!”
She rolled her eyes and began stalking towards me with all four paws on the ground. The way she approached me was almost sultry, and to say I was confused was an understatement. Did pokemon always look so… feminine? The way she stared at me and the way she spoke… it was like I was the prey rather than the predator.
“You know, I think you need to be punished for being so foolish,” she was almost purring as she began circling around me.
“Punished? I’m doing what I’m supposed to do as a trainer, catch pokemon!” I couldn’t believe this was actually happening… I must’ve hit my head on something when I tackled her.
The more I watched her, the more I was convinced she didn’t look like the pikachu I knew from the textbooks. She had the classic pikachu colors, jet black highlights on her ears and tails, fuzzy yellow fur, red cheeks and a lightning shaped tail… but it was all accented by her body, which had curves and muscles toning all the right spots. Did pokemon always look this sexual, or was there something seriously wrong with me?
Before I could question her more, though, she moved so quickly I could barely tell where she was going before I felt myself pinned down on the ground, with both of her paws on top of my arms. She looked down at me with a huge smirk on her face and said, “you’re not a real trainer, because if you were, you would know that my level is far, far beyond your capabilities.” She bent downwards and flicked her nose against mine, clearly teasing me for her own amusement.
“Get off of me!” I yelled, still not understanding the weight of the situation. I was still a trainer that thought I was better than the pokemon I was training, and it seemed the pikachu in front of me could sense it.
“Yes, punishment is in order,” she said to herself before she moved slightly lower to press her mouth against mine. I hadn’t expected it to happen, and it took moments of her sliding her tongue inside of me and forcing my mouth open for my body to even comprehend what was happening. I struggled against her, trying to push her paws off of me so I could try to run away or tackle her again. Despite what I thought about my own abilities, though, she was far superior, and barely seemed to use any strength to hold me down. In fact, she was barely paying attention to my struggling at all.
Instead, she shoved her tongue deeper inside of me against my will, and tried to open my mouth as much as possible with no response from my end. She began drooling into my mouth, pushing as much saliva as possible inside of me, like she was claiming me as her own. It was absolutely disgusting, and I could feel the soft fur of her face tickling against mine. The more I gave up on struggling and actually focused on what she was doing, the more I could smell her. No, it wasn’t even close to being a pleasant smell. It was akin to a boy’s locker room after a huge match, like she hadn’t bothered washing herself, ever. Her breath smelt like she just had a huge feast of rattatas, and I was willing to bet she didn’t brush her teeth, either.
She finally pulled away from me, letting me breathe after the onslaught of her mouth, and I glared at her in rage, not able to comprehend how she could be doing this to me. “You’re kind of a little pervy, aren’t you?” She winked, “I could hear you sniffing me as much as possible. Can’t get enough of my stink, can you?”
I gaped at her, she must’ve gone completely insane if she thought anyone would like that smell, “are you kidding me? Do you ever shower?”
She laughed, “I’m a wild pikachu, of course I never shower!” She let go of one of my arms and lifted her armpit up, shoving it against my face. I gagged and choked from it, realizing I’d never smelt anything so rancid in my entire life. Feeling like it was my chance to escape with one arm now loose, I rolled into her with as much strength I could muster, trying to pin her on the ground instead.
She was raised ever so slightly, but the second I finally believed I had the upper hand I felt another jolt of lightning flash through my body, and I immediately went still again, my body feeling crisped from the inside.
She pinned me back down with both of her paws again, and gave me a sinister look before saying, “it seems my little trainer toy doesn’t want to play with me,” she gave me a fake frown, “now, what can we do to fix something like that?” I was about to shove the snark right back to her face when she swirled some spit in her mouth and splattered it on my face. I gasped, completely horrified, my eyes now shut from the dirtiness of it all.
“What kind of fucking pokemon does this?!” I yelled, “someone, anyone, come help me!”
I could hear her chuckle as she said, “what pathetic loser you are, begging for help when you know no one can hear you.”
She gave me another little shock and released me. I tried my hardest to get my body to start moving again, but she proceeded to sit on my face before the shock finished running through me.
I’d never had a woman do this to me before, to shove her ass and crotch against my face so hard that I was unable to breathe anything except for her. I could feel the warmth of her pussy against my face as she rocked back and forth, the fluids drenching my nose and lips as the grotesque sounds of her sex squishing against me echoed through the forest. I tried to push her away, to let a single word out, to beg her for mercy, but there was nothing I could do other than take the abuse from her.
She pushed herself forwards and aligned her asshole against my nose instead, rubbing it into me and forcing the tip of my nose into her hole. I tried to breath with my mouth and not my nose to not give her the satisfaction of breathing the stench of her dirtiest spot, but she seemed to understand exactly what I was trying to do, because she reached downwards and shut my mouth with her paw, forcing me to hold my breath as she continued to rub her asshole against my nose.
I couldn’t take it any longer. I had to breathe it in, and the smell was fucking disgusting. Her asshole was enormous, and she pushed it into me as hard as she could as she continued to rock back and forth. I felt as if I would never be able to consume food again, never be able to look at pokemon the same way again. She had absolutely broken my ability to enjoy things, and because of what? Because I tried to capture her like the pokemon she was?
I lifted my hands upwards and grabbed her waist, hoping it would help me gather the momentum I needed to pull her off. Her fur was plush, soft and warm, and I felt as if my fingers were sinking into her forever. She ignored me completely and began playing with her clit as she slid her pussy into my nose again. I could smell the mix of her muskiness and the fishy smell of her pussy as I felt it clench and unclench around me over and over, “gods, I’d never seen someone enjoy themselves quite this much. You can’t help yourself, can you? What a naughty little boy,” she cooed.
She knew I wouldn’t be able to reply, and used this opportunity to tease me as much as she possibly could, “you never thought of yourself as a nasty little pokemon fucker, did you? And now you can never take it back…” she paused for a second, and I opened his eyes to see her looking back at my crotch. No… please… “speaking of which, you’re little peen has been ignored, hasn’t it? I’m sure it’s desperate to slide right up inside of this tight little hole.”
She sparked me again as she moved downwards, focusing on my clothes for the first time as she began pulling my pants down, revealing my semi-hard erection underneath. “Oooo, what’s this little man doing?” She pulled my boxers down as well, exposing my cock to the evening spring breeze.
She crawled upwards up my body, nuzzling her red cheeks against my legs as I felt little sparks of electricity zap me over and over from where her cheeks touched me. I later learned she was using the move ‘nuzzle’ - gods, what an inexperienced trainer I was, so foolish to think I would be able to to overpower her.
She sensually sat on top of me again, this time with her swollen pussy lips surrounding my cock. She stared directly into my eyes as she began grinding back and forth along my length, transferring her juices to my cock instead of my face. I grasped the dirt underneath me as I braced for the sensations, and could still smell the stink of her all over my face after she’d left all of her fluids behind for me.
She could occasionally slip her pussy hole slightly into the head of my cock, and would trick me into thinking she was going to fully fuck herself with it. Instead, she would giggle and go back to what she was doing instead, making me question what I now wanted from her. I was still desperate to push her off, but her body was becoming more and more tempting by the second, and my cock was desperate for me to be enwrapped by something warm and gooey, which I knew she would be able to supply for me.
When I finally let out a moan, unable to help myself, she wiggled her ass and ground into me even harder. I grasped onto her waist again subconsciously, my eyes closing from me trying to control myself. “Ooo… what does my little trainer want… hmm??? Does he want to fuck my tight hole?”
She flipped around suddenly, with her tail now flicking on top of my face as she wiggled her butt teasingly in front of me. She grabbed my hands and pushed them against her ass as she finally lifted my cock and sunk her way inside of me to the hilt. I groaned loudly, though the pleasure was interrupted by the feel of her tail slapping against one of my cheeks.
She fucking knew exactly what she was doing. Her soft fluffy butt wiggling against my hands, her pussy milking me for all I was worth, and her tail slapping me over and over as she used my cock for all it was worth was driving me fucking insane. I didn’t even know who I was anymore, what I was even there to do in the first place.
I barely even noticed when she shifted herself and pushed my cock inside her asshole instead. All I could feel was a harder squeeze and a more rigid tunnel as she began to play with her clit while using me as her own personal dildo. I was so fucking close… so close as she rode me like her life depended on it.
“If you cum inside of me now, you agree to be my slave for life!” She announced as she giggled. I didn’t fucking care at that point. If she wanted me to be her slave and keep doing this to me, so be it. I’m hers.
I broke all at once, my balls tensing as I cried out from the pure pleasure of it all. My cock pulsed over and over into her sweet ass as our loud noises echoed through the entire Viridian Forest. “Pikachu…” I said over and over, feeling feverish and crazy.
She pulled herself out of me and faced me once more, pushing her the entire length of her body against mine as she grinned at me, “you’re mine,” she winked, and swirled some saliva in her mouth before proceeding to spit on me again.