Gallade was so nervous, he’d never been so far away from Wally. Ever since he was a little ralts, Gallade was always close by Wally’s side. Gallade loved his trainer Wally so much. The pair were inseparable, battling, training and even sleeping together some nights (it gets cold on the road), but now he was being sent off to Wally’s friend overseas for a two-week-long cultural exchange. Come to think of it Gallade had never left the Hoenn region, but he was sure Wally knew best and it seemed that Gallade’s fears were unsubstantiated.


“Welcome to Kanto.” Were the first words Gallade heard as he exited his ball. Red and his pokemon were rather friendly with Gallade, asking him a myriad of questions about the Hoenn region. Though Gallade couldn’t speak like many of Red’s pokemon they still managed to psychically communicate, most of the chatting with his fellow psychic pokemon was uneventful; until one kirlia named Mio started asking him questions. He expressed an interest in Gallade's form and said, “I hope I become a gallade with such hefty assets too!”


The cheer in the little kirlia’s voice made Gallade blush, but he agreed with him. Gallade’s body was trained to perfection by Wally, his arm’s dense slender muscles that could retract or extend his arm blades in milliseconds. His slim physique leads to a slender and muscled chest and puffy pecs. The perfect mix for displaying both grace and power on the battlefield, but Gallade always felt he had one flaw. His legs while muscled and toned had a problem, they were a bit too plump. His hips curved out more than a normal gallade and they led down into muscled; yet plump thighs, which needed to be strong to prop up his butt. Two bulging orbs of slender flesh that Gallade could feel jiggle from time to time if he stopped clenching for too long. Gallade always wondered why he evolved to have basketball-sized cheeks? He would have to make sure his lewder features didn’t make him look bad in front of his hosts and luckily they didn’t.


Gallade managed to impress his temporary trainer during some mock battles against a variety of Red’s his team members. Which were all rather stunning pokemon even by Gallade’s standards (Red’s garchomp leaving the largest impact on Gallade, but Red’s rapidash was rather fast as well). Though he managed to put up a rather impressive fight against Red’s Mew and Mewtwo; however, they were legends and eventually struck him down. 


Though the day quickly came to an end and Gallade was escorted to his room. A rather spacious living arrangement with a king-sized bed. Red told him that he’d see more of his facility in the morning and Gallade was left to sleep alone for the night. Normally Gallade had to sleep in a pokeball and felt he should be happy to have so much space, but something was missing. A nagging feeling in the back of Gallades mind that he was missing something or someone; however, exhaustion from the day’s battles took its toll and he fell asleep quickly.


Gallade awoke, feeling a bit groggy and stiff, but the feelings of residual exhaustion were overshadowed by the fact he couldn’t move his arms. He moved up off the ground to his knees and looked back to see his arms currently bound by black leather and that wasn’t the worst part. He was dressed up in some kind of tight clothing, but the room was too dark for him to see. However, he could feel something between his butt cheeks, creating a sense of urgency which led Gallade to feel immediate danger and like a caged animal he fought against his binds.


Yet they were tough and Gallade couldn’t deploy his arm-blades. There was some kind of mental block preventing him from making performing any moves. Nevertheless, Gallade kept struggling until he was distracted by a familiar voice, “Those straps aren’t coming out and don’t bother deploying your arm blades.” Gallade looked behind him to see Red; dimly lit by his litwick and sitting on a stool. 


“Escape is impossible so you might as well behave and listen to me.” Red stood up leaving his little pokemon on the stool as he made his way to Gallade. The ghostly light was dim, but Gallade could see the naughty look on his temporary trainer’s face.


And Gallade returned Red’s look with a scowl and continued struggling which only seemed to annoy Red. “Alright I tried to play nice but misbehaviour will not be tolerated.” 


Gallade’s eyes went wide as he felt a jolt of pleasure travel up his spine. Something was vibrating his cock and, “Ahhggggg!” Cried Gallade as he felt something grip tightly around his anal entrance. He looked back to see a large pump attachment currently secured around his virgin hole. Pumping it up while a metal cock ring vibrated, forcibly hardening Gallade’s rather impressive cock.


“Oh wow,” Red stepped forward and looked down at the kneeling pokemon, “You’re a big boy and from what I’ve been told you might be as long as your trainer, hahaha!” Red chuckled as he looked down at Gallade’s hard-foot-long cock. Milky white with a lime green tip (like his current colouration). Gallade’s struggling stopped as his strength faded; this new pleasure was sapping his strength. Gallade couldn’t help letting a few weak moans slip, but he still remained defiant. Looking up at Red with a scowl on his face, his eyes showing the same intensity as a cornered beast.


“Why do you look so mad Gallade?” Red walked over to the door frame and flicked a switch, “I just want to give you some special training.” Gallade’s face shifted from defiant to uneasy. All around him, the walls were covered in all sorts of sex toys, from dildos of various shapes to pocket pussies of varying moulds; Red’s sex dungeon had it all and it made Gallade nervous.


“Now to start a punishment for your misbehaviour.” Red pulled out a bright pink pokeball with a dark red heart right above the release mechanism. “Like it?” He sarcastically asked, “It’s your new pokeball and it’s got a few features I’m sure you’ll love.” Red pressed down on the red heart and in a second Gallade felt his cock go limp.


He felt a twinge of fear that Red had “broken” his cock; until, “Ohhhaaaaa!” Cried Gallade as a rush of pleasure shot through his body. He couldn’t stop trembling, it was like each pump against his puckered asshole was edging him closer and closer to orgasm, but Gallade still tried to keep defiant eye contact with Red.


“Still trying to fight it, but your nature is naughty. Isn’t this what you want?” Gallade shook his head denying Red’s accusations, but Red just continued, “Oh really? If you truly wanted to be a battler then why did you evolve such feminine features?”


Gallade looked away some of his nerves shaken, “You’ve got a dumptruck ass, that bellongs on a pokemon twice your size and such pillowy thighs.” Red scratch his chin, smirking, “Plus a super feminine face. Those lips look more appropriate on a gardevoir.” Gallade tried to scream that he wasn’t just some slut, but all that came out was, “Ahhhhgggg!” The sex toys were stimulating him to levels he’d never reached before. 


Gallade’s body spasmed, slumping forward as his soft cock oozed pre-cum. This torturous pleasure was new to him and Red could tell he was waning, “See sissy, you love it! You just have to accept that as a member of the ralts evolution line your body evolved to fit your wants as well as your trainer’s needs.” Red chuckled, “I bet Wally has stared at those fat clapping cheeks before?”


“Ahhhhhggg?” Cried Gallade, his cock leaking as he remembered a time where he saw Wally ogling him. He was bathing together with his trainer but noticed his trainer’s face was bright red as Gallade soaped up his fat ass cheeks. He had never been more embarrassed and prayed Wally didn’t think less of him. 


And Red took notice of Gallade’s embarrassment, “What a beautiful blush.” Teased Red, “Thinking of all the naughty times you played the noble warrior, but secretly wished Wally would pound you?” Gallade grit his teeth looking away from Red’s smug glare, but he was right. Gallade had thought before about his trainer using him. They would sleep together often and Gallade would wake early just to grope Wally’s morning wood, but he’d never do more than touch. It would be wrong for him to take advantage of his trainer for his own sinful needs.


Red reached over to Gallade and pulled the pump right off his asshole, “Well I don’t expect you to be honest right away sissy. That kind of self-acceptance takes lots of training and we’re just getting started.” Gallade’s asshole twitched as it was exposed to the air for the first time in what felt like hours. His poor virgin asshole was transformed into a puffed-up twitching fuckhole; that Gallade couldn’t deny, felt super good, but it did make it difficult to get back to a kneeling position.


It took nearly all of Gallade’s strength to get back on to his knees and when Gallade finally steadied himself, he looked up to see Red’s cock slap Right on top of his face. The musk alone made Gallade’s mind melt. The ultra-sensitive state, Red had induced had turned cock sniffing into a mind-frying experience. Gallade felt like he would cum any second and feared orgasming while Red sodomized his face, but he had other plans. Red swept Gallade off his feet and carrying him in a reverse standing cowgirl position.


“We’re skipping the usual warm-up slut. I’ve been preparing your ass all night and it should be a ready and willing fuckhole for me.” Gallade covered his face in total embarrassment, he’d never been manhandled like this, but he couldn’t fight back because of Red’s stupid pokeball. The thing was sending his sensitivity to new heights. Gallade could only drool and drip as Red carried him in front of a full-body mirror.


“But first get a good look at yourself Gallade.” Red tightened his grip, “I want you to see how slutty you are before we begin.”


Gallade looked up at the mirror as Red’s cock pressed against his pumped asshole. He could feel the waves of pleasure washing over him as he looked at his slutted up form. He was dressed like a trashy poke-hooker. Fishnets went up his legs ending at his upper thighs squeezing the plumper parts of his legs ever so slightly. A pink thong clamped down on his package, but let his limp shaft dangle free. His cock was forcibly kept limp by the metal cock ring currently vibrating around his dick. Gallade wished it would stop him from leaking, but it only made him extra sensitive. Gallade’s cock was throbbing like crazy as Red pushed his cock tip against his sensitive hole. 


“Ahhhnnnggg!” Cried Gallade, as Red’s tip started to stretch his tight boy-hole.


“You’re hole easily accepted my cock head Gallade.” Red smiled, inserting another inch into Gallades hole causing his cock to start dripping pre-cum. Red chuckled, “Wally thought so highly of you, but you’re just a little sissy bitch aren’t you?’


Gallade's face clammed up as he shook his head, trying to deny Red’s accusations, but…


“Oh if you don’t like it then…” Red shoved his cock completely inside Gallade’s asshole, his massive cock tip scrapping the deepest parts of Gallade’s asshole. The poor pokemon’s insides were stretched out in an instant and Gallade’s nerves finally broke. “You won’t cum if I start thrusting… Oh already?” Questioned Red with a hint of sarcastic disappointment in his voice. Gallade trembled, nodding in agreement as a stream of watery cum shot out of his limp clit. 


It only too on full thrust into his anal interior for Red to milk out Gallades fresh morning load. His cum splattered uselessly onto the ground as Gallade’s cock twitched, but stayed limp; thanks to Red’s special sissy cock-ring. Gallade had to stay limp as he leaked all over the smooth metallic floor of Red’s sex dungeon. He could see his nipples harden in the mirror, his cock drip and worst of all Gallade saw his face.


Gallade’s face showed not a single sliver of his past noble demeanour. His steely glare and grit were replaced with a slutty O-face accompanied by drool dribbling down his chin. His eyes were crossed before he re-focused them and moans wouldn’t stop escaping his mouth. More proof that Gallade’s body was loving, being Red’s cock sleeve!


“Wow Gallade, imagine if Wally saw you right now what would he say?” Teased Red as he pulled out of Gallade’s ass. “I bet he’d think you’re a total poke-slut. Born to service his trainer’s cock.” Gallade attempted to shake his head again, but Red slammed back inside him milking another spurt of his watery cum out while his face contorted back to a disgusting ahegao.


“Stop lying to yourself bitch, huuuaa!” Red taunted, thrusting hard inside Gallade, “Look at your slutty face, you can lie to me, but can you really lie to your own face?”


Gallade couldn’t keep focused on his quickly degrading expression. Red’s cock was quickly burying itself into his freshly stretched boi-pussy and Gallade was barely staying conscious. His mind was on fire, nothing compared to the feeling of being a filthy little cock sock for his new trainer. Thoughts of nobility, pride and strength melted away as Red’s dick pounded his prostate; coaxing out even more ropes of cum from Gallades worthless limp clit dick.


“Not going to try to fight back Gallade?” Red tightened his grip on Gallades thighs and started pounding harder, “You gave into cock so quickly, do you even care about being a noble pokemon anymore?”


Red’s sarcasm reached Gallade’s ears but all he did was nod his head up and down. It was almost like the fuck drunk sissy was agreeing with Red; that or his body was going limp and he couldn’t keep his head still. “What a pathetic little poke-bitch, you barely deserve to be kept as a sex sleeve. I can’t believe Wally let you battle.”


Gallade’s eyes rolled up into his head as Red bulged his muscled midsection, creating a large bump in his abs. It felt like Red was about to rearrange his organs and Gallade felt like he’d die if his mind didn’t pop first. 


The waves of pleasure combined with having to constantly look at his pathetically slutty form. Gallade felt like another piece of his former self was destroyed with each of Red’s prostate destroying thrusts, but he also felt like nothing important was lost. Red had shown Gallade what slutty little poke-bitches should be used for and he felt grateful to Red for using him. Each time he saw his belly bulge in the mirror was a pleasurable reminder of his trainer’s love. Gallade cursed his old silly thought process, nothing felt more right than fucking your trainer.


Gallade’s mind was on fire, but not just with pleasure, but with ideas. So many new thoughts of different scenarios flowed through Gallades’s mind; like what if Red let his other pokemon use him? That garchomp looked rather large, the rapidash could fill his mouth and maybe even that sissy kirlia could use him. Gallade’s pleasure was peaking he felt like he was about to explode and so did Red.


“Fuck sissy you just got super tight!” Red rutted his cock deep inside Gallade’s new boi-pussy as he teased, “You must be thinking about something exceptionally naughty; with a look like that on your face.” Gallade’s jaw was completely slack and only the whites of his eyes were showing. “I’ll ask about your thoughts later, but first I’m going to fill you with your first load.”


Red’s cock erupted into Gallade’s asshole. His lower intestine flooded with Red’s thick tar-like spunk. It stuck to every nook and cranny of Gallade’s insides and it even flowed out slowly as Red pulled out of him. “It looks like Wally was wrong bitch. You are definitely a born cock slut.”


Red dropped Gallade right on top of his own cum pool. His face smacked down in his own cum as he panted, but Gallade’s eyes lit up as he heard Wally’s name. And Red took notice, “Oh still thinking about your trainer, how sweet.” Teased Red as he knelt beside Gallade. “He didn’t think you saw him in a sexual way, but I said you’re probably begging to be bitchified.”




Gallade’s face turned a deep Red as he huffed and puffed; exhausted, but excited by the idea that his trainer might want to use him. “I felt so bad for Wally.” Red shook his head, sighing, “Always so backed up and none of his loyal pokemon stepped up to satisfy him; however, he is too indecisive to give his slutty partner’s his dick.” Red put his hand on Gallade’s shoulder, “So instead he asked me to find out if you “liked him” in a sexual way, but it seems like you’re a total poke-bitch.”


Red knelt beside Gallade, continuing as the lust drunk pokemon looked up to him, listening intently, “I can train you to be a proper poke-slut and I’m sure Wally would love your new slutty self, but you could always go back to your old noble self? Keep your current relationship with Wally and we can pretend this never ha....”


Gallade shook his head furiously back and forth, as he knelt at Red’s feet. His face was nervous, but the response was clear without words. “Oh, so just to be sure. You want your bitch holes to be trained to perfection?”


Gallade couldn’t nod “yes” fast enough. His expression lit up as he did it, Red could swear Gallade would have begged if he could speak. “Hehe, “Good boy,” Red slumped his cock over Gallade’s face giving the sissy-mon a good whiff of his musk, “But you’ve still got a lot to learn before your full potential is reached; so start sucking.” 


--Epilogue--


“Thanks for chatting with me these past few weeks Lily. I had no idea that humans and pokemon were compatible in that way.” Wally looked back-down to the umbreon trailing him swaying her behind as she looked up to him sitting on all fours, “Of course Wally, while it’s not common knowledge, screwing pokemon has tonnes of benefits as Red will tell you.”


Wally entered the trading booth and got ready to swap“I just hope my Gallade feels the same way.” Wally’s face got all squirmy, “What if he thinks I’m weird?”


Lilly jumped up, putting her head against Wally’s belly nuzzling him, “Don’t worry sweety, I’m sure your Gallade feels the same way” Lilly pushed against wally’s crotch pressing his bulge through his tight slacks, “Plus you’re got a wonderful cock.”


Lily gave Wally a wink before disappearing back into her pokeball, her teasing made Wally blush even after he sent her pokeball back to Red and received his in return. Wally was excited to hear from his Gallade again but nervous that his confession would be rejected. His gallade was always so noble and upstanding, maybe he didn’t even see Wally in a sexual light; yet, Wally had to try. He couldn’t keep his feelings bottled up any longer.


Wally quickly made his way back to his private room in the pokemon center, locking the door before releasing his Gallade from the pokeball. Wally looked down face beat red as he stammered, “Ga-Gallade, I was wondering…” Wally balled up his fists, he couldn’t get timid not now. So he puffed up his chest and shouted, “Do you wanna fuc...oh!”


Gallade was standing in front of the bed all dolled up like a one-poke-dollar whore. Hair had a pink streak running down the middle from front to back, eyes were done up with liner and pink blush that complemented his rosy red lips that gave a cute pouty smile as Wally looked his pokemon over.


Gallade’s nipples were covered by a tight pink bra wrap that showed off his hard nipples; pierced with two little barbells. His stomach still tight and muscled, but had a small ring piercing in the navel. His hips looked even thicker and had an extra short latex skirt; that didn’t cover a thing. His massive ass and long limp dick wouldn’t be contained by the thin latex pencil skirt. 


Wally could feel his embarrassment rise and his Gallade took notice, lifting up his skirt to show off his long leaky green-tipped cock; the word useless tattooed along the shaft. The cock itself was decorated by a bright pink cock ring with the words; “limp & leaky” written around the circumference. Wally could feel his cock swell in his pants faster than it ever had before and again Gallade noticed Wally balge. He looked at his trainer intently before licking his lips and bending over.


“Gallade, oh my…how did you...” Stuttered Wally, stunned to see his partner’s fat bubble butt, his pillowy cheeks had seen some improvements since he last saw him and marking right above those jiggling orbs sat tramp stamp, that read “Pokeslut”. Gallade fully bent over the bed his limp cock squishing between his thighs as he swayed them side to side. Wally was mesmerized and only broke out from his trance when he heard his Galade speak.


“What are you waiting for master?” Gallade turned back moaning softly as he grabbed hold of his cheeks and spread, revealing a puffy pumped asshole; gaping slightly. Wally drooled as Gallade continued, “Didn’t you want to fuck my dirty poke-pussy?”


Without a second word, Wally dropped his pants to the floor revealing his long hairless twink dick, just shy of a foot long. He grabbed his Gallades cheeks and plunged his cock into that fat bubbly ass with a force Wally didn’t think he was capable of; it was hard enough to rock the bed.


“Nnhhhyyyeeess!” Moaned Gallade, through gritted teeth. His eyes rolling up into his head as Wally pressed against his swelled-up prostate.


Wally didn’t pay any mind to his Gallade’s screams. He was too consumed with lust to stop thrusting for a second; each one of his clumsy thrusts milking a bit of pre-cum from his pokemon’s clitty. Wally’s arms wrapped around Gallade’s chest as he bottomed out breathing heavily, his sack slapping against his partner’s with each thrust. “Aagghhh, wu-what kind of training did Red put you through?” Wally’s balls slapped against Gallade again causing cum to erupt from his pokemon’s limp cock spraying onto his legs and the floor below.


“Nyhh, no answer, only more moans?” Asked Wally’s, his assumption reinforced by Gallade’s slack maw. His tongue rolling out with another stream of drool, “Well fine,” Teased Wally, pulling back and slapping Gallade’s cheeks causing him to, “Ahhhggg!” While leaking more cum.


“I guess Red just helped you become what you were meant to be…” Wally pulled Galade’s head back revealing his partner’s sloppy face, “A total poke-slut, but don’t worry. I’m going to use you like one, sound good.” 


Gallade squealed, “Yeeeesshhh maashterrrr!”  


His panting getting heavier as Wally thrusts got faster and faster; until finally he erupted. A week’s worth of cum flowed into his Gallade’s lower intestine and judging from the puddle on the floor, his partner felt the same way. Wally pulled out slowly scraping against Gallade’s anal interior and with a pop his cock left Gallade’s asshole a gaping cream-filled mess. Wally stroked his still hard cock, spraying a final few ropes onto Gallade’s ass. Coating those milky white cheeks as his deposited cumload leaked down his partner’s taint and over his cock.


Wally panted, leaning over while squeezing Gallades cheeks, “Huff*, Huff* I don’t know why I was so worried about you. It seems like deep down you were just a total slut.”


Gallade looked back nodding excitedly, a large slutty grin on his face as Wally continued, “I should thank Red for helping us get past our mutual reservations, but first…” Wally pressed his cock head against Gallades asshole, “Let’s make up for lost time!”