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The white walls of the ICU in the pokemon center of Goldenrod city clashed strongly with the scene of carnage around him. His kirlia, Walt, was nursing two broken arms that had just been reset from the savage breaking that he endured from the miltank of Whitney while the nurses continued to care for him. His starter, a croconaw named Gnaw was unconscious on a large bed with a shattered jaw.
Jim was confident when he went into the battle, a normal type gym should have been a cakewalk with a powerful psychic type and a powerful water type but he wasn't nearly as prepared as he thought for Goldenrod City Gym. Jim rubbed his hands over the red spikes on the top of his starters head, he felt like that he failed them and the guilt was eating him up on the inside. Jim reached into his bag to removed two of his pokeblocks, he placed one on the tray near Gnaw.
Walt gazed at him slowly before gazing back down at his arms. He could tell that Walt was feeling just as disappointed as he was about the loss. Jim sighed before placing another pokeblock against Walt's mouth, allowing the kirlia to eat the food without having to use his arms. Walt tried to smile but blood red eyes glimmered with self-loathing that didn't fit the graceful features of the white and green pokemon.
"I... messed up. I should have listened to you and prepared better. I heard that she only used two pokemon but I didn't think they would be so formidable. I'll build up the roster and I won't let you down. Right now I just want you rest while I do my job as a trainer." Jim said with a long, slow sigh. He turned around as he started toward the PC with a frown. He rarely caught pokemon because he didn't like the idea of them just waiting in the PC, but he had a pokemon still in there. The rest of the pokemon he had were traded to his sisters when they became trainers.
"I hope you are happy with my pokemon, Rosanna." Jim grumbled to himself as he thought about his younger sister. He tapped a few keys on the computer as he listed his current pokemon as infirm while withdrawing the only pokemon in his PC, the computer glowed brightly before dropping out a small ball through a slot on the side of the device. The name Dust was etched on the pokeball as he opened it in a bright flash of light.
The light coalesced into a canine shape, the soft clack of her nails on as she approached Jim with a soft bark. Long curved horns jutted from the houndoom's head, most of her body was black fur with brown fur highlights on her belly and muzzle. She approached Jim with a curious sniff to his clothing, her spade tipped tail lashed through the air as she gave a happy bark to greet him.
"It's been a while Dust. I've gotten something I collected on the travels to share with you since you've been really patient with me." He said as he pulled out a collar with a small charcoal chime at the end of the collar. Dust stood still as he put the collar around her neck, every movement of her neck caused a small click as it hit the metal of the collar with each step. Dust danced excitedly before placed a large lick on her trainers face.
"So Walt and Gnaw are out of commission and we lost at the gym so hard that they will need at least a week before they can safely be healed with the computer. Can I depend on you to take up the slack while your buddies heal up?" Jim asked as his hands brushed through her soft black fur as she nuzzled her head into his hand. Her fur was very warm to the touch while each of her happy pants felt like an open stove.
Dust's gaze settled on to Jim's crotch as she spread her legs while panting even harder. She gave a soft bark before bowing happily and prancing around her trainer like a small puppy; her eyes held a mischievous spark in them as her nails softly clicked on the tile of the pokemon center. She followed her trainer as he turned to around to leave the center, and her eyes flicked adjusted to the bright slowly evening sun. Dust wasn't a fan of the bright day but time with her trainer made her heart flutter.
"We are going to try to catch an abra or a drowzee." Jim announced as they set out, "With you around this should be pretty easy." Jim grinned to himself. While he didn't want another psychic pokemon, any pokemon that could disable the milktank would help. Dust simply gave an amused puff of flame from her mouth as she followed while in her trainer's scent trail.
Hours passed as they tried to catch an abra, every one of them managed to evade Jim without fail. As night fell on Route 35 Dust managed to catch several psyducks while hunting on her own and Jim slowly set up camp. It was more dangerous to try to navigate the route in the dark with so many dark types and nocturnal pokemon. "I should be more careful about Miltanks. I didn't think a normal type could be so frightening. Dust, I'm glad to have you with me tonight."
Dust gave a happy bark before turning away from him, she started to wiggle her rump while her tail slid over his face in meaningful strokes. Jim didn't mind his affectionate pokemon, he scratched at the base of her tail with a smile on his face as her spade tail gently caressed his face. Jim enjoyed the tender affectionately as her eyes drifted to a downed psyduck propped against a tree.
"No you can't eat him. You already ate something, several somethings I'm guessing from that breath of yours." Jim chuckled before giving dust a minty poffin. She chewed with a look of distaste on her face.
"Don't give me that look, I didn't tell you to go off eating things. I got enough food to keep you feed so don't go around eating pokemon or any animals you find." Jim admonish while Dust just gave an annoyed snarl. "Hey don't give me that, you never growl at me." Jim noticed that her gaze wasn't on him but on something beyond him, he slowly stood up and turned around while flicking open the blade to a small pocket knife he kept.
A soft snap gave Jim something to focus on in the darkness; a large orange and black pokemon stepped into the light of the campfire, small puffs of flame spread from it's maw. An arcanine appeared with its eyes focused on Dust. The strong musky scent that emanated from the creature was almost overpowering, and between it's legs was a massive pink length of flesh that throbbed with need. Jim gulped as the pokemon's gaze finally settled on him while it's fur bristled as a threat gesture.
"Dust use Crun-" Jim couldn't finish the words as the arcanine's extreme speed allowed it to dash past his houndoom and swat him down with a single paw. Jim could smell the salty scent fresh blood on this arcanine and see the scars from so many battle in the wild. The Pokemon was looking him dead in the eye and growling low while it's heavy paw was pressed on his chest, the arcanine's eyes darted between him and the houndoom. Jim knew a threat when he saw it and the arcanine was using him as bait.
Jim grunted and started to make a few hand gesture to alert Dust to to the commands that he wanted her to use. He could barely breath from the combination of powerful male musk and crushing weight on his chest. He made the gesture for the move nasty plot. Dust's eyes glimmered in understanding, even though she kept the lion's share of her focus on the enemy.
Dust focused in the darkness within her own heart; the pleasurable feeling of lust, the sweet nectar of power, the burning hatred of anger... her gaze drifted down to her trainer as she thought of the tempting promise of greed. She watched as his second command was for another round of nasty plot, her face broke out into snarl as she mentally let go of anything that wasn't her desires. She wanted it all... She would have it all, and yet this dog-- this disgusting fire type would dare challenge her?!
Dust pulled herself back slightly from the worst part of her ability but the effect was already in place: she thought she was powerful so she felt power coursing through her. She didn't bother looking at Jim for the next command as she already knew it: Attract. She focused on her lust as she allowed herself to center her lust on the small human sprawled out on the ground.
The arcanine inhaled her scent deeply, his eyes widened as she turned away from him and raised her tail which gave him a full view of her swollen canine vulva. He wanted her as he stepped closer while his mind was in a fog of lust. The arcanine slowly sat down near her as his eyes focused on her, between his legs was a large knotted cock with a small barbs near the exposed sheath.
Jim made the gesture for crunch as he waiting in his prone position, he was still too close to the arcanine to risk too much movement. He slowly pulled his Kanto style pokedex from his pocket before switching the device to silent. He scanned the pokemon with the pokedex to see how much of a threat he was dealing with... His eyes widened as the pokedex revealed that the arcanine was level forty-five and his own pokemon was only thirty-seven.
Dust approached the stronger fire type with a slow rocking of her hips as gently rubbed the side of her muzzle against his thick forelegs. She had to admit that close proximity to the male was comforting as she inhaled his strong musk. Dust leaned her head between his legs as the bright pink tip of his cock was just outside of the orange furred sheath, she licked her tongue out tasting the salty tip.
With a mighty sigh of relief the male relaxed as he got what he wanted, an attentive female to cool the fire in his loins. Her tongue slide over his member like a cool breeze on a summer day, the sensually slow lapping caused him to shiver in response. To the arcanine there was nothing else but the two of them in all of Johto, his length slowly pushed it way out of his sheath revealing it's baseball sized knot. He could feel himself getting close to coming.
Dust open her maw before her fangs gave a wicked gleam as she used crunch on the arcanine's sensitive balls. The male let out a scream loud enough to shake the tree and Jim to his core; the earlier attention caused the arcanine to orgasm, which splashed dust on her face while getting a few loose strands on his belly. She delivered two more vicious bites as the male struggled back and while trying to escape, he manage to avoid her fourth bite before using his extreme speed to attempt to escape.
The arcanine slammed into a tree with bone crunching force as he sent bark flying everywhere as he crumpled to the ground like an accordion. Jim finally got to his feet and tossed his pokeball at the prone pokemon, his heart thumped as the ball snapped shut. He waited for it to wiggle as the eye of the ball glowed bright red in the night but soon turned to gray as it started to dim.
Jim's attention turned to Dust after retrieving the ball, "Whew!" He said as Dust approached him, "Good job Dust, I didn't think I was going to survive." Jim watched as Dust's eyes flicked to the pokeball with a snort of fire. She had needs and was still feeling quiet unsatisfied after dealing with the arcanine, she quickly leaped on her trainer and knocking him down on the ground. She quickly used her paws to rip off his shirt before leaning down to lick at his stomach with slow and sensual strokes of her tongue.
"What do you think you are doing, Dust?!" Jim shouted before pushing at her horns to stop her licking. She responded by giving a low growl and smacking his hands with her tail. Jim grit his teeth and stared at her, "I said stop!" Jim nearly shouted as Dust stopped with a low whine, she turned around before giving a low whine. He could see her frustration in the way her tail drooped and her low growls of annoyance, his eyes flicked up to take in the swollen vulva that glistened in the light of the campfire. Dust's tail curled over the puffy vagina, as she quivered in need.
Dust heard her trainer let a long sigh as she closed her eyes and kept her head low in a submissive gesture. "Dust." She heard her trainer say in a soft voice, she was prepared to go back in the ball for being so aggressive. "You tore my shirt into ribbons and knocked me down." She whined in apology but he continued to speak over her canine apology. "I'm annoyed about the shirt but I'm still in your debt... So what got you so frisky?"
Dust backed up against him before rubbing her swollen need against his thigh, the strong scent of her needy body wafted around them like a haze. She was still reeling from the mental fog that nasty plot caused but she was more loyal than anything else, and Jim was her leader so she would reign in her desires. "Stay." Dust heard her trainer grunt as she felt his hand gently scratch her rump in an affectionate gesture.
"Ok. I want to make this clear now..." Jim sighed even louder as he crouched behind her to get a clear view of her anatomy. The puffy vulva wasn't unfamiliar to him since he had dust for a while but it was never this swollen looking before, he steeled himself for what he was about to do.
"I want to make this crystal clear that this is a reward for saving my life. I don't want you talking to the others and I don't want you expecting this." He said softly before glancing around the forest as if a trainer was going to catch him in a compromising position at any moment. Jim pressed his lips against the black skin of her vulva before pressing his tongue inside, he could taste the salty-sweet moisture against his tongue as he licked slowly. This wasn't Jim's first time with a female. He lost his virginity after his first gym from one of girls who witnessed his match.
Dust shivered as she felt his tongue probing her depths with pressure and precision that a canine's thin tongue couldn't compete with. She pressed herself back against him in an effort to get him deeper inside of her, her eyes widened slightly as he started to lick her with an even more fervent effort. Her muscles clenched around the tongue inside of her warmth as her tongue rolled out as she lost herself in the pleasure, her forepaws clenched the soft dirt under them.
Pressing his hands on her hips he pulled her against his lips as he buried his tongue deep inside of her with the occasional flicks to her clit. The heat was nearly overpowering as her female musk was strong and pleasing to his nose. It reminded him of a campfire and the shampoo that he used on all of his pokemon. Once the heat started to get to be overwhelming he pulled back while releasing his grip on her hips. He gasped trying to catch his breath, his face was coated in her hot fluids.
Jim noticed that Dust turned her head to look at her trainer and he returned her curious expression with a smile. "No, No. I'm not done so you don't have to pout at me." He remarked as he started to unbuckle his pants while letting them drop to the floor, the cool night air felt wonderful after being so close to the heat of his pokemon. Jim never minded being nude around his pokemon, he bathed with them many times in Lavaridge City's famous spas. He reached down to stroke his shaft as Dust turned to face him, her eyes locked on to his crotch as she approached him.
Dust gave a curious sniff to his crotch to better take in her trainer's scent, it had been so long since she had been around him that the scent felt comforting. She gazed up at her trainer while licking his rapidly hardening shaft, it created a sense of pride in her as he licked her juices from his face. Once she started to taste the salty emission from his tip she knew he was ready. She gave another slowly lick from his balls to the tip of his shaft before turning back around and leaning her tail to the side.
She turned to her trainer as her eyes flashed pink as she directed her nasty plot charged attract at Jim. She flashed a canine smile before turning her head to the front and closing her eyes while waiting to see what Jim did with her incentive.
Jim's mind felt like it was in a fog; he wasn't dealing with just a pokemon but rather he was dealing with a female that needed him. His animal mind was pushing out anything rational he could come up with as he approached the inviting canine pokemon with a smile on his face. Something tugged at him to be more hesitant but his throbbing cock was far more important to him than whatever the back of his mind had to say.
His hands found a nice comfortable spot to rest between the two large bone plates on her back as he held her tightly, he wasn't concerned with pacing or sensuality. Jim just wanted to fuck and this female was everything he wanted at the moment. He quickly lined his hips up to her as pressed against the black skinned mound as it took his length without any resistance. He noticed that his cock sunk inside of her at an odd angle as if her canal was pointed slightly upward but those thoughts quickly faded as the sheer warmth of her body was much warmer than any human he had experienced.
Jim felt her warmth as he started to buck his hips inside with only the sounds of the crackling campfire coupled with the soft smacking of their rutting. Jim felt the strong muscles of the houndoom squeezing him as he pulled out, just to embrace him once again as he pressed his hips tightly to her. This was his bitch and he was going to make sure she knew it as his attract addled mind spurred him on; he was panting from the labor of rutting with the dark furred pokemon.
Each wet smack sent waves of pleasures over the pairs' bodies like furious tidal waves. The warmth of their lovemaking caused the cool night air to steam around them. Jim leaned down over Dust's back and wrapped his arms over her strong chest as he started to buck his hips against her lithe body. He could feel himself getting close as his cock was slick with her juices, he pulled out with huff as he looked down at her moist pussy with a grin on his face, he didn't want to finish inside of her pussy because that just wouldn't be enough to him.
Dust wiggled her hips waiting. She had already came twice but she could feel herself building to another orgasm. She gave an impatient whine as she wiggled her hips more at her trainer, Dust sighed in contentment as she prepared herself for the next round.
Jim smiled as he gazed at her drooling entrance as his eyes flicked up to the smaller, tighter entrance of her puckered pink anus. He was still reeling from the attract and wanted to leave his mark to show her how much he 'appreciated' the gesture. His cock was already slick with her juices so he pressed it against her anus before slamming it without a single care in his mind but getting off. The wet squish combined with a sudden jerk of the female as he entered almost sent him over the edge immediately as he started to pump his hips.
Dust let out an eerie howl while pushing her hips back; the pain was just as thrilling as the pleasure to her. She pressed her forelegs against the grass while pressing back to meet each of his savage thrusts, and her leg quivered as another wave of pleasure rocked her body. She could feel his cool seed flowing inside of her as he let out a feral bellow that would have been more at home in a vigorath than a human. She relaxed as her own need dribbled juices into the small puddle forming beneath them. She could feel his shaft exit her body with a wet pop that just sounded right to her, she was smugly satisfied even while her asshole screamed in protest from the treatment it received.
The trainer flopped backward while panted softly, his cock still had a small bead of semen on it as he rested on the cool grass. His eyes were closed as the power of attract started to fade from his body and his mind, and he could feel the warm tongue of Dust cleaning his body which sent an electric shiver through his body. After she finished with him and her own slit she curled up against him affectionately. While houndooms were known for their toxic smelling breath she was happy that her trainer didn't seem to mind as she rested her warm nose under his chin.
Jim rolled over and pulled the pokemon close to him, she was much warmer than any sleeping bag and he was exhausted after all of the day's activities. He quickly drifted into a restful slump as his soft cock rested against Dust's warm fur. His thoughts were jumbled but his mind was too exhausted to take in what he did.
The next morning he awoke to Dust standing over him with her canine smile.
"Don't look so smug. I'll admit, I'm no pokephile but.... But that was some of the best sex I've had. Remember this is our secret, ok?" Dust simply walked away with an exaggerated gait to her walk. They arrived back at the poke-center after making a detour to get another shirt from the poke-mart. Dust greeted her fellow pokemon with an excited bark, she didn't need to say a word as the scent of both of them was strong. Each of the females and a few of the male pokemon focused their gaze on Jim, a female meowth with a cast turned around to raise her tail at Jim.
Jim felt like he had a spotlight on him as the meowth let out of a sultry purr while he closed the curtains around his injured pokemon, his pokemon immediately focused on him. Gnaw gave a tired hiss before he reached onto a table to eat some of the fresh meat the center provided for him. He gave a soft shrug and didn't seem to have much of a thought on his trainers activities. In Gnaw's mind it wasn't his asshole at stake so he didn't care.
'Jim...' Walt said with his telepathy, Jim could hear him sigh even in the mental speak, 'While I don't have much in the way of say with how you train us, I do have to bring to your attention that each of us can smell your scent all over Dust. Those who can't smell it can see the satisfaction on her face.' The kirlia gave a smirk that was laced with ill intent.
'We aren't upset but there is a strong interest. I wouldn't mind having a chance at what Dust experienced, since I can't just read her mind and enjoy them from her perspective.' Walt snickered in the elegant voice that was common of the ralts line.
Jim placed a hand on his face feeling flush with both embarrassment and shame, "Shit..." He turned to Dust and rubbed her head with a defeated sigh. "You see what you got me into?" Dust simply gave a small huffing noise that resembled laughter as she turned to give him a slight wink.