For the Love of Pokemon!
A First time for Everything...
__Please Ignore the underscores. They are my way of dealing
with my inability to indent text on these Fanfic ... things.
________Howdy, kids! It sure is a beautiful day here in the Ho-Eng region! The sun is
shining brightly against the pale blue sky, the birds are singing cheerful tunes as small
unattended children hurl little metal balls at them, and eveyone is learning kid-friendly
moral life-lessons! Hooray! Let's take a look at what our young protagonist, Ass
Ketchup, is doing today!
________"La laa la!" hummed Ass as he skipped merrily through generic anime
forest #11586. The wild Pokemon hiding amidst the thick leaves stared down at
our cheery hero in confusion, wondering 'Why is he so cheerful?' "I finally got
my first badge, Chu! Isn't that great!?" exclaimed Ass cheerfully.
________"Chu." said the indignant yellow mouse perched on his shoulder, an irritated
gaze piercing the thick gauze covering his recent battle wounds.
________"Haahaahaa, you said it Chu!" continued Ass with a goofy grin. As the
young trainer and his slave - er, I mean Pokemon, conversed, a young teenager
stumbled out of the bushes. His hair was fairly short and black - at least, what
you could see out of it beneath his old black slightly oversized fisherman's hat.
He wore a ragged black trench coat over a dirty white tee and holey blue jeans.
Around his lips grew a moustache, a little downwards arrow beneath his lower lip
pointing to the round goatee hiding his chin. The rest of his face bore stubble.
Eyes of a deep purple hue peered curiously from beneath the rim of his hat,
surprised at the presence of another human lost in this forest. Ass met his
gaze with a determined smirk. "I CHALLENGE YOU TO A POKEMON
BATTLE!" Ass yelled.
________"Er... I can't really do that." the young man said with a sheepish grin. No
sooner had the words left his lips had Ass closed the distance between the
pair, staring narrowly into the newcomer's eyes, much to his discomfort.
________"What kind of a Pokemon Trainer refuses a challenge? When our
eyes meet, we do battle!" Ass demanded. "That's the rules!"
________"But I'm not a Pokemon Trainer!" the ragged trainer attempted to explain.
________"How can you not be a Pokemon Trainer!?" Ass asked, mouth agape.
He couldn't comprehend how anyone could live without being a Trainer!
"All you need is your PokeFriends.." Ass continued, pointing to the Pikachu
on his shoulder (who turned his head in disgust, still annoyed at Ass for
sending him against the obligatory Rock-type gym like an Ass), "... a buncha
Pokeballs, and a big heart!"
________The raven-haired trainer stared at the young Ass in disbelief. "... You
need a Pokemon Trainer ID to even purchase Pokeballs..."
________"Really? Wow, that must suck." Ass commented in pity. He reached into
his backpack and pulled out a sack full of Pokeballs. "I bought these with my
allowance before leaving home. You can..." Ass began to say, but the moment
the hobo laid eyes upon Ass' balls, bad thoughts filled his mind, tuning out
everything else the hyper young trainer had to say. 'If I grab his balls, I won't
need a license! I'll be able to catch... Pokemon...!'
________"Thanks a lot, kiddo!" said the teen in the fisher's hat, bringing an old
brown boot straight up to kick Ass' Pokeballs. By which I mean testicles.
________Chu laughed at his trainer feeling pain for a change, but as Ass began
to fall over, writhing in pain, Chu lost his balance and fell right under the trainer,
getting smushed under Ass. "Wh.. Why did you do that? I said I was gonna
share my Balls with you.." Ass said, his eyes brimming with tears.
________"Ah.. oh, really?" the young hobo said, pausing his theft to glance at
Ass' pain-twisted face. The guilty tone in his voice was shrugged away as
he grabbed Ass' sack. "Oh well, you kids shouldn't talk to strangers anyway.
Consider this one of those warm fuzzy life lessons!" he said with a grin as
he fled the scene of the crime, balls in hand. "Later!"
________Thus began the adventue of Demitri, the world's weirdest
Pokemon Trainer...
________Demitri continued walking through the forests. He found himself
hopelessly lost in these woods that morning, however now instead of aimless
wandering, young Demitri was alert, his violet eyes diligently scanning the
thick greenery in search of wild Pokemon to scout. With a bag of balls in
his hands, his dream of owning his own Pokemon would finally be realized!
________His eyes passed over countless insects. Weedles, Caterpie,
Silcoons, Venonats... The young unofficial trainer visibly cringed as he looked
at the bugs of various shapes and colors. He'd never been much of an insect
lover, and there seemed to be nothing but creepy crawlers in this labrynth of
wood and dirt. As he passed what had to be the thirtieth tree bearing a
load of hard yellow and green fruit - cuccoons that would soon become large
toxic bees and butterflies - Demitri gazed on a small clearing. Sunlight
descended upon soft moss in angelic beams, giving a heavenly glow to the
small brown and tan creature in its center. It had long ears, a cute cottonball
tail, a thick fuzzy coat and an apparent need to clean itself, Demitri noticed,
as it vigorously licked its arms. 'There's my Pokemon!' he thought to himself,
reaching into his pilfered pouch to pull out one of the small two-toned balls
within.
________Now, as an orphaned vagabond who had never even been granted
a Trainer's ID, Demitri had never even been able to buy Pokeballs. He
certainly had no idea how to use his balls now that he had them. Without
deactivating the safety lock, Demitri held the tiny compessed ball in his hand,
staring at the unaware Buneary intently, and with a cliche cry of "POKEBALL,
GO!," he gave the small hunk of hollow metal a hurl. The brown bunny raised
its head from its newly clean crotch, its eyes widened in shock from the
triumphant cry, and as quickly as Demitri had thrown the sphere, the little ball
nailed a startled young Buneary square between its eyes with a loud
ping. The ball bounced off the poor little Pokemon's skull ineffectively, rolling
onto the soft ground beside it, the force of the impact knocking the bunny onto
its back.
________"Stupid defective Pokeball..." Demitri griped, blaming the failure
of his masterful Pokeball throw on faulty equipment. He watched as the
Buneary slowly sat up to stare into his eyes. The little Pokemon's eyes
brimmed with tears, sending a painful shot of guilt through Demitri's heart.
He moved out of the bushes, kneeling down beside the little bunny in
moments. "I'm sorry.." He said softly to the Buneary, who looked up at
him, tears dripping from its eyes. He reached down to hug the poor
little rabbit. The poor little rabbit leaped up with a cry of "BUNEARY!!,"
kicking Demitri in the jaw with a nimble backflip. The force of the
jump kick forced the young wanderer to his back, the bright sunlight
blinding at first, before everything slipped into darkness...
________His eyes slowly opened a while later as he regained consciousness.
The warm sunlight that had once bathed a bed of soft moss was gone, replaced
by a setting sun, a burning red sky, and a chilling wind. His ass was something sore
now; Demitri sat up, reaching under his bum to retrieve the poorly thrown Pokeball
that lie beneath. He held the small two-toned sphere up to stare blankly at it.
"Damn it..." he muttered bitterly. a teardrop falling upon the ball to dance along
its cracked surface. His eyes clenched tightly shut in unison with his fists. "CAN'T
I DO ANYTHING RIGHT!?"
________Elsewhere, hopping merrily through the same woods, a Buneary slowed
its pace with a twitching ear as it heard the familiar cry of its previous attacker/victim.
It let out a soft sigh, having feelings of regret as the cold wind nipped at its nose.
That Trainer had tried to show a little kindness, unlike most of the obnoxious Bug
Catchers and Youngsters that used it as a punching bag to train their Pokemon
from time to time. Being owned by a caring Trainer may be better than life in
the unforgiving Wild... though it's hard to imagine what it would feel like to be
confined in one of those strange little balls...
________"Bunph!" sounded the little brown fuzzball as it bumped into a hard shell.
The large, deep azure shell turned around, a pair of red eyes glaring down at the
little creature that disturbed its nap. "Crosss...." growled the gigantic insect, as the
Buneary stared in horror at the large horn protruding from the beetle's forehead,
which menacingly resembled an axe. Buneary let out a loud scream, turning to
flee as fast as its little legs could hop. "HERA!!" bellowed the beast as it leapt
after the bunny. Heracross' shell split open, the deafening hum of giant
insect wings hastening its pursuit.
________Buneary darted nimbly between trees, its little heart pounding against
its chest. Its pursuer was considerably less graceful, dodging some trees and
ripping down others with a powerful blow from its massive horn. Despite its
best efforts to evade the angered Pokemon, Heracross rammed the young
fuzzy rabbit with the flat of its horn, slamming it sideways into a tree with a small
cry of pain. Heracross dug its claws into the earth, dragging itself to a stop as
its wings retracted. Buneary stared at its attacker, letting out a weak cry for
help as the large bug stomped towards it.
________"POKEBALL, GO!!!"
________The two wild Pokemon turned their heads towards the direction of the
shout just in time for a cracked, compressed Pokeball to position itself as
a Heracross' new eye. The beast bellowed in agony and stumbled backwards,
a two-toned sphere where its left eye should have been as it shed a stream
of red tears. Buneary's eyes met with the same mischievious purple gaze it
had met earlier - after knocking him out, that same Trainer was now rushing
towards Buneary, come to the rescue. Demitri scooped the young rabbit
up into his arms. "You alright?"
________"Eary." nodded the Buneary timidly.
________"Best not knock me out this time." he said with a wink. Unfortunately,
the Heracross had regained its composure by now, and was glaring at
Demitri with murderous intent. Demitri returned the glare from beneath the
rim of his ragged old fisher hat, tilting his neck to the side with a series of
popping noises. "Try pickin' on someone your own size." Brave words for
someone two feet shorter than the gigantuan insect.
________"CROSS!!" buzzed the beetle as it lowered its head and charged the
pair. Buneary whimpered and covered its eyes with its long fuzzy ears.
Demitri watched the rampaging Pokemon calmly, his face showing no fear.
Moments away from a painful impalement, Demitri sidestepped, allowing the
beast's horn to stick itself into the tree behind him.
________"Hah! Let's see you get us now!" Demitri said with a laugh. The
bunny in his arms lifted one of its ears to take a peek, and giggled at the
sight of the beast stuck to a tree by its horn.
________"HERA!!!" roared the beast, their laughter only exacerbating its rage.
It pulled backwards with all of its might and tore its horn out of the thick bark,
the towering timber falling before its might.
________"Eh.. Let's not see you get us now and say we did?" suggested Demitri
nervously. Heracross decided it best to grant Demitri's first wish, and he
continued his pursuit immediately, with the young black-haired trainer fleeing
for his - and what he hoped would be his first Pokemon's - lives. Unfortunately,
human feet can't match the behemoth bug and the boost its wings gave it,
and before long Demitri felt the hard, blunted horn of a Heracross ramming him
from behind. He held onto the Buneary tightly, shielding it from impact as he
hit a large rock nearby and falling to the ground. Heracross dug its claws into
the ground and grinded to a halt several meters away from the pair, its eye
still boring into Demitri's as it stomped towards the pair. Demitri looked down
at the trembling bunny in his lap as he lie against the rock, incredibly sore.
________"You.. You should get the hell out of here while you still can..." he advised
the bunny. Buneary's gaze darted between Demitri, the Heracross, and a
very tempting escape route, before it looked up at Demitri with wide, damp
eyes and slowly shook its head.
________"Don't.. argue with me.." Demitri said, pushing the rabbit out of his
lap to slowly force himself to his feet, leaning against the boulder behind
him, dark red stains splotched along the rock from several rough scrapes.
"I can take'im... You get out of here..."
________"Buneary!" the rabbit said firmly, shaking its head with more vigor.
The Heracross stopped its march to lower its head, preparing for another
brutal attack.
________"Get out of here, now!!!"
________"BUNEARY!!" screamed the brown bunny defiantly.. It jumped
between Demitri and Heracross, its body shining white, blinding Demitri so that
he had to look away for a few moments. He heard the thundering footsteps
of the Heracross, his body tensing as he prepared for the worst. At least
he got to have a taste of what being a Pokemon Trainer was like before
he died. It was certainly better than nothing. He cringed as he heard a
loud, bone-shattering impact... until he noticed nothing hit him. Demitri's
eyes blined open once more, and he looked forward, confused.
________He gazed upon the small clearing he now stood in. There were two
long, thin trenches of dirt where Heracross had stopped itself, however
outside of the torn earth grew wildflowers. On the ground a ways off, a
massive blue insect with an axe-like horn lie unconscious. The exoskeleton
surrounding its face was deeply cracked around its eye, the Pokeball
Demitri threw lodged deeper within its skull. Between the trees, the last
warm rays of sunlight bathed the forest in an ethereal red glow, the sun
itself ecliped by the glowing silhouette of what must be his guardian angel.
It looked to have long, flowing hair, a voluptuous shape, and a cute, round
cottonball tail... A tail?
________"Lopunny?" questioned a soft creature's voice as the silhouette
moved closer. The sun set behind the hills, revealing the true form of his
savior. It was a foot shorter than he, with light brown fuzz covering its
body. Long floppy ears fell behind the being's back, and warm chocolate
eyes stared into his own with concern.
________"... Buneary?" Demitri asked weakly as he slid down to sit against
the rock, too exhausted both physically and emotionally to stand at the moment.
The evolved rabbit squealed with glee as it hopped onto Demitri to trap him
in a tight embrace, Demitri's head being pressed into two warm, soft,
fuzzy giveaways as to what his new Pokemon's gender was.
________"Guess we're even now, huh.." Demitri said with a weak smile.
"Well, considering you haven't fled in terror or knocked me out yet this time,
will you allow me to be your Trainer?" asked the young hobo hopefully.
________Lopunny gave a decided nod, making it Demiti's turn to throw his
arms around his new Pokemon, returning the embrace. "ALRIGHT!!!"
he exclaimed triumphantly. It wasn't the most orthodox way of catching
a Pokemon, but it worked for him. Lopunny withdrew her embrace and
sat in front of Demitri with a content smile.
________Demitri reached into his sack of Pokeballs, pulled out a shiny,
unscathed one, and with a command of "Pokeball, Go!," he lobbed it
gently at his new Pokemon. The small ball bounced off her belly and into
her lap. Lopunny giggled a bit, picked up the Pokeball, and pressed the
little button in the center of it, disabling the safety mechanism and expanding
the Pokeball to normal size. She then tossed it back at her Trainer-to-Be.
________"Eheh.. I knew that." said Demitri sheepishly. "Pokeball, go!" he repeated,
giving the ball a toss. It hovered above Lopunny for a few moments, then opened
up and shot a red light at her; the light enveloped her form, and pulled it into
the ball as if she were made of liquid energy. Then, the ball snapped shut and
landed on the ground, locking. Demitri leaned forward to grab the Pokeball
and took a long, hard look at it. "My first Pokemon...!" he said with glee. He then
began pulling at the line where the ball opened up, gently at first, then with increasing
force and frustration. "Now if I can figure out how to let her out again..."
________As darkness covered the Ho-Eng Region, Demitri set about making camp.
Being a homeless vagabond, Demitri was used to roughing it. He found his way
back to the soft, mossy clearing he met his first Pokemon, and made a fire to dimly
light the clearing. He sat down near the campfire, reaching into his innumerous
pockets to withdraw the Pokeball containing his precious Lopunny in one hand.
With the other, he pulled out a black magic marker, and drew a crude, yet cute
little bunny face around the safety. Satisfied with his artistic masterpiece (on
par with a first grader as it may have been), he stared at the image of fire
reflecting on the surface of the shiny ball, wondering how to release a Pokemon
from within. Maybe if he did the same thing he did to catch a Pokemon...
After all, randomly throwing things seemed to work well for him so far.
________"Pokeball, go!" he commanded, throwing the Bunny-decalled ball
onto the moss beside him. It split open at the middle, red light pouring out of
it and taking the form of his Lopunny. The ball returned to his hand as Lopunny
stretched her limbs. "Hey, it worked!" Demitri stated with a grin. "So, what
should I call you?"
________The Lopunny looked over at Demitri and shrugged her shoulders
with a yawn.
________".. I could call you Sleepy." teased Demitri. Lopunny stuck her tongue
out at him. "Only kidding! .. How about Bunny?"
________Lopunny shook her head vigorously.
________"Hmm... How about Lola?" he asked. It seemed a rather silly name for
a female rabbit, but it did have the first syllable of that word she kept saying,
and it sounds better than Lopunny...
________The rabbit girl laid down beside the campfire with a yawn and a gentle
nod, stretching out on her back.
________"Lola it is." Demitri said with a smile. He reached for Lola's Pokeball
to put her away for the night, but as he stared at her sleeping form, something
kept him from returning her to her ball. His heart fluttered in his chest as his
eyes passed over her bare, furry figure... Then he quickly shut his eyes and
looked away. "What am I thinking? She's not even human.." he thought,
frustrated with himself. His eyes wandered back to the rabbit nearby, his
heart racing as he felt his pants tighten. Bad thoughts were entering his
mind. Very, very bad thoughts. She was asleep. She was vulnerable.
She was naked. It was tearing his adolescent psyche apart with the many
moral conflicts that raced through his mind.
________"She is sentient.." he thought to himself as he began crawling towards
his Pokemon, who was sleeping peacefully, unaware of her devious, perverted
Trainer drawing ever closer. "And she's asleep.. She'll never know if I just.."
________He crawled next to Lola, swallowing deeply as he stared at her soft,
furry busom, her chest gently rising and falling with each breath. His trembling
hand reached out to tenderly stroke her breasts. The silky fur covering her
ample breasts felt nice between his fingertips.. He delicately massaged her
breasts with both hands; his first time touching a woman in such a way. He
loved the way her soft mounds felt beneath his touch. He watched Lola's
face nervously, every slight twitch of her bunny nose sending a wave of panic
through his body.
________It felt good.
________He dropped his trenchcoat behind him, his blood pumping rapidly, his
body feeling too hot to wear such heavy clothing. He pulled off his white tee,
and reached down to unzip and remove his old pants and the boxers that lie
beneath. His Mini-Me flopped out joyously, the stiff rod having nearly suffocated
in its cloth prison. The cold air felt good against his hot flesh. Then he very
slowly, very cautiously stradled his Pokemon's chest.
________"This is so wrong.. This is so wrong... This is so wrong.." His mind
repeated over and over as he lowered his hips, resting his hard member
carefully between the Lopunny's breasts. It may have been wrong. But it
felt too right for him to care at this point. His hands cupped Lola's breasts,
massaging them together around his dick as he began very gently moving his
hips, sliding his manhood forward and back, the silky fuzz covering his
Pokemon's body tickling his shaft and scrotum. "I'll stop right before I
cum... Yeah..." he planned, though for now he was consumed with the moment.
As a virgin, he had never felt the warm flesh of another against his. And
while he never imagined it would be a Pokemon's boobs he would be fucking,
he found it very hard to care now. His hips moved faster as his lust rose; he
massaged Lola's breasts together harder, pressing them against his cock,
squeezing them for every ounce of pleasure he could derrive from them.
________Then his heart stopped.
________He noticed her heavy breathing had been replaced by a lot of short,
shallow sniffs, and glanced up at her. Lola had caught the scent of something
in her sleep. She sniffed at the air, lifting her head a bit, and much to his
horror, she opened her eyes to stare at the fleshy pole resting on her busom.
Her eyes darted up to meet Demitri's, and he could have sworn he saw
her fur turning a few shades closer to red. He knew he had to be flushed all
over at this point, his body burning from mixed feelings of lust, guilt and
embarassment.
________"Er... I'm.. I'm.." Demitri stumbled over his words, desperately seeking
an explanation, an apology, anything... He could feel his Pokemon's chest
heaving under his hips rapidly, her heart pounding against her chest.
________"That is, I...-ACK!" Demitri yelped as the Lopunny violently shoved him onto
his back. Little did he know, the scent of his arousal had triggered a newly acquired
animalistic impulse inside of her recently evolved form, and as he stared at his
Pokemon in confusion, Lola pinned him to the soft moss and stradled his hips. She
lined up the head of his penis carefully between her fuzzy labia, slowly lowering her
hips, and the moment she felt the fleshy tip enter her vagina, instinct took over.
________Demitri and his Lopunny let out simultaneous groans of pleasure as she
thrust her hips down onto him, shoving his cock deep inside of her vagina. While
his penis was an average six inches, this Pokemon was smaller than him, and it
was well above average for what her species is naturally used to. She slowly
moved her hips, sliding her wet, furry lower lips up and down his shaft, lubricating
it well in her juices. Then she used every muscle in her legs to begin rapidly shoving
the hard, fleshy pole into her body. Her hips rose and fell upon his cock roughly
ten times to a second, crying out in pleasure. Demitri groaned loudly, overwhelmed
by the feeling of Lola's tight lips pumping his penis so fast; it felt incredibly warm
inside of her. Between his previous naughty activities with her breasts and the
insanely fast mating ritual he was trapped in, his entire body convulsed as he
experienced the first orgasm of his entire life, spraying his hot semen deep into
the Pokemon's womb.
________Demitri yelled out in unbearable ecstacy as his fuzzy lover continued
pounding his dick, showing no signs of slowing down anytime soon; if anything,
it felt like she was moving even faster as she went along. The young Lopunny
let out pleasured moans with each draw of breath, as Demitri reached up to
firmly squeeze Lola's boobs, clinging to them for dear life as he hoped and
prayed he could help bring her to a quicker climax. There is such a thing as
too much of a good thing, and this was a prime example; he wasn't sure how
long he could stand his Pokemon's potent sex drive. Then, finally, Lola let out
an ear-piercing shriek, her body shuddering for a few moments. Her legs
fell limp as her thrusting finally ceased, her juices cascading from her pussy,
soaking both of their hips. They gasped for air, their lungs bursting from
desperately trying to keep up with their body's demands. Demitri deeply inhaled the
scent of her sex with each gulp of air.
________"Th.. That.. was amazing.. Y-You're finally done..?" Demitri said with a deep
sigh of relief.
________Lola shook her head with a cute smile.
________"... W-Will you at least.. go easy on me this time..?" he pleaded.
________Lola stuck her tongue out at Demitri defiantly, and he let out a loud
groan of pain and pleasure as she began rapidly pumping her hips into his
once again.
________Lola collapsed on top of Demitri, contently purring as she nuzzled his
neck. Her fur was damp from sweat, matching her trainer's own sweat-soaked
flesh. Demitri lie on the moss, unable to move. He lost the ability to feel anything
around his hips over an hour ago. His body was aching all over; the bruises and
scrapes on his body agitated during their wild mating now catching up to him.
Demitri reached to lightly stroke his Lopunny's long, soft ears as they lie
together in the moonlight, the campfire having died around the same time as
the feelings in his legs.
________"That was amazing..." Lola whispered softly, having experienced the
pleasures of mating for the first time as well.
________"You said it..." agreed Demitri. ".. You.. said it...? Wait a second,
you can TALK!?"
/Intermission