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Everyone became a trainer for their own reasons. Most often, it was simply an adventure for the bright-eyed kids and teens looking to see what their homes had to offer them, which was always more than most ever anticipated. Other's wanted an escape to their dull lifestyle, to seek out their fortune or destiny in the pokémon-brimming forests, mountains, and oceans.
 
With the wilds so untamed and timid with wild pokémon, it wasn’t uncommon for people to simply disappear into the wilds.  Whether of their own will or not, these people are nearly impossible to find, given the sheer scope of unmaintained and vast land needed to search
 
For Julius, it had become a mix of both. A dull life and being rather crap as a trainer had battered his spirits day and day again. His team hadn’t been on good terms with him, even when he tried his best to get them to cooperate with his commands. When that failed, he had little other choice than to set them free in the wild and give up on being a trainer.
 
All his life he had been told how amazing and fun it was to explore the pokémon world, to delve into the vast unknown and crack it all open, like one big puzzle with fame and glory awaiting whoever discovered it. No one had told him it was possible to be late to the party. Sinnoh was large, but the abundance of trainers made doing just that all the more difficult, creating a friendly, but cutthroat competition that had left Julius in the dust.
 
None of that mattered anymore though. Hefting his hiker’s bag, which he had spent his last night in Jubilife packing full of supplies and tools he’d need out in the woods, Julius wanted nothing more than to escape his old life and start anew.
 
Taking one final glance at the sprawling city behind him, Julius set out on the route back towards his hometown. The forests soon took over, the sounds of chirping and squeaking of the forests residence soothing. Julius didn’t know what he was going to do out here, hell he hardly ever had a clue as to what he wanted to do with himself, but the pieces always found their way into place when he needed them to.
 
Without any pokémon to defend himself, Julius stepped off the trail into the vast woods. In a way, he felt liberated from all the worries and doubts he had as a trainer, walking beneath the canopy of leaves. Several small pokémon scurried away from his sight as they noticed him, their squeaks echoing behind them as they ran.
 
He still had his Pokedex with him, which he kept open in his hand to read the small descriptions it spewed out at the sight of any pokémon. He remembered when he had first gotten his Pokedex, the thrill of going on what he thought would be a great adventure full of friends to make. He shook the memory from his head, no reason to get mopey over the past now.
 
Julius spent the waning afternoon exploring the forest, forging a map inside his head of the various landmarks in case he got lost. As the moon began slinking into the sky, Julius unpacked his bag and made camp, his tent neatly arranged beside a tree close to the small campfire he was fueling with bark that had been torn from another tree. Before he could even begin cooking up a meal for himself, the relative calm silence of the area around Julius was filled with the frantic squeaking of pokémon who dashed through his encampment, crushing his tent beneath their hurried feet.
 
What in the world was going on? Julius turned towards where the rodent pokémon had been running from. His campfire had been scattered in the stampede of pokémon, leaving him almost blind in the dark. His Pokedex lit up, and began talking once again:
 
“Golbat, the Bat Pokémon. Attacking with its sharp fangs, this pokémon can drain three hundred cubic centimeters of blood per bite.” The Pokedex chirped, as if that description was somehow ok to just say. Wait… Where were the Golbats? Julius’s ears finally tuned in to the high-pitched screeches that resounded faintly in the darkness.
 
The noises were getting closer.
 
Julius ran towards his tent, trying to erect the bent metal poles that had been trampled. He had to get to shelter, fast! The Golbats were already far too close, given the now ear-splitting screeches that were still getting closer. Failing for the third time to straighten the pole long enough for him to climb in, Julius scrambled back to his feet and dashed into the woods.
 
The Golbats had to be close, but the pitch-black forest gave no warning as to where. He was blind in the darkness, and running for his life. Julius kept his arms outstretched in front of him, the only way he could even try and not run face-first into a tree in his mad dash. Something swooped over his head, a few locks of hair fluttering off him as he ducked in fear.
 
There was no other choice than to sprint with all he had, pumping his legs faster and faster, branches and vines whipping at his body as he dashed through the woods. How had he been so stupid? Julius could hardly breath, his legs burned with exertion, and he could already feel several cuts along his arms and face welling with blood.
 
The forest seemed to stop all at once, ending in a sheer cliff. Where the hell had he ran to, and how long had he been going!?
 
Julius was backed into a corner, the screeching still all around him. Something swooped close to him, and Julius swung at it with his balled fist. Nothing. He couldn’t fight a pokémon, a creature dedicated to fighting, let alone a swarm of them.
 
A Golbat latched onto his arm, its fangs burrowing into his flesh with a iron grip. Julius yelled in pain, his free fist instinctively smashing into the bat’s face with all the might he could muster. The punch loosened the pokémon’s grip on his arm long enough for Julius to grab it by the wing and pull, ripping it from his arm.
 
The Golbat fluttered off into the darkness, leaving Julius for the time being. Julius could hardly savor his minor victory, his arm bleeding badly. Two more Golbats came at him, narrowly missing his head in their dive towards him.
 
This was it, huh? Killed by a bunch of bats, alone and terrified? Julius wasn’t going to simply give up, but truly, there wasn’t much he could even do on his own. The moon hung above him, perfectly illuminating what few choices he had. Golbats, or the cliff. A chuckle escaped Julius as he examined his options. To think he got to pick. What luck.
 
 With one step, Julius felt the world tumble in a blur of black and blue. Wind whipped past him, and the cliff he had been standing on began to shrink out of sight as he fell. The Golbats were close behind, their screeches echoing down the cliff as they dove for their prey.
 
Something else was not far behind them either. A black blur tore through the swarm of bats, scattering them as it continued to dive downwards. Towards Julius. His sigh was lost with the swirling wind around him, he sure had some shit luck today. First the Golbats, now this? He shut his eyes, not wanting to see his end as it closed in on him.
 
The blur dove straight past him, its wings unfurling to slow its descent as the human landed on its back. The impact gave a resounding crack as Julius’s fall came to an abrupt halt, his head smacking against the hard spine of the pokémon that had caught him, knocking him senseless from the impact.
 
Prize in hand, the pokémon flapped her massive wings with all her might. The Golbats had regrouped, and were close behind her. Beating her wings against the wind, the pokémon cut through the air as fast as she could. The anguished screeches called out toward her fell on deaf ears, the pokémon almost wanting to taunt the savage Golbats behind her.
 
Didn’t they know whose territory they were in? She reminded them with a gout of flames from her maw, sending a couple hurtling to the ground in a smoldering heap. The others were either too stupid to know who they were messing with, or simply didn’t care.
 
Still, she could hardly fight with the human on her back, having already taken the chance with the first flamethrower. Julius was coming too as well, a headache like a hammer pounding into the back of his skull. His tried to sit up, but the wind at his face kept him planted on whatever he was laying on.
 
Although he couldn’t sit up, he could lift his head enough to see who had just saved his life. Angled forwards, a lanky, orange scaled neck extended off the main body that Julius was lying on, two horns jutted off its head. His Pokedex had somehow survived the fall in his pocket, and most of what it was saying was pretty much unintelligible, although he did make out the pokémon’s name: Charizard.
 
He had been saved by a pokémon. Julius slouched onto Charizard’s back, breathing a sigh of relief. Actually… He could still hear the Golbats.
 
Charizard felt her boon shuffle about on her back, hoping he would be smart enough to keep his head down until they landed, which wasn’t going to be for a while. Glancing down, Charizard noticed one of the lakes that dotted the forests. Had she been alone, Charizard might have wanted to swoop down and get a drink, but the glow of a campfire beside the lake was enough warning for her to steer clear.
 
She had done her best to avoid trainers when she wasn’t at her best, knowing the fate of those who didn’t or couldn’t. She swooped down, picking up speed to try and lose the Golbats behind her. It took far longer than she had expected, but eventually the bats were nothing more than a horde of dots in the distance. Turning, Charizard set out for her den, craning her neck back to make sure Julius was still on. He was, although judging by his slouched demeanor, the human was fast asleep.
 
The flight home took another hour before Charizard swooped into the depths of her hidden cave, her clawed feet outstretched to slow herself to a halt. Home sweet home. Tilting herself forwards, Julius awoke to the feeling of rolling off the Charizard’s back onto the rocky ground.
 
“Ow” he muttered, climbing to his feet shakily. His legs felt weak, and his right arm was splattered with dried blood. But he was alive, which was more than he had been expecting. Charizard kept close to him, her cream belly knocking him back to the ground unexpectedly.
 
“H-hey, what’s the big... idea?” Julius blurted out, rolling to face the fire-type. The Charizard was panting heavily, waves of heat pouring from her agape maw as she stared at the human before her. She hadn’t saved him out of the goodness of her heart, that much was certain. Julius found that out as she stepped over top him, something damp splashing onto his torn pants, his eyes drifting down to see just what was on him.
 
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Nestled between the Charizard’s two massive legs, the fire-types wide slit oozed her juices onto Julius’s legs and waist. Just being near her was like standing beside a fire, even more so around her pinkish-red slit.
 
“W-w-whoa there, girl… Let’s t-talk about this” He stammered as she ducked her head down to his crotch. He could feel her breath washing through his pants, nostrils flaring as she sniffed the cloth. In a flash she had the cloth in her jaw and, with a yank, tore the fabric from Julius’s waist.
 
Julius’s hands came over his crotch as the remnants of his pants fell free from his legs, covering the bulge in his underwear that the pokémon clearly was after. Charizard growled at his resistance, especially after having saved his life from certain death. Defeated and more than a little terrified, Julius pulled down his underwear for the pokémon. No reason for him to lose another article of clothing.
 
Smirking, Charizard eyed the soft member that sat between the human’s thighs. He was nowhere near the length of a male of her kind, but beggars couldn’t be choosers in her scenario. Ducking her head a bit lower, Charizard sniffed his uncovered crotch, at least he knew his place.
 
She rewarded her prize with a lick over his cock, which jumped to life at the warmth of her tongue. Coiling around his shaft, Charizard licked over Julius’s dick, watching him squirm and moan. Once his rod was nice and hard, Charizard unsheathed his cock from around her tongue, the flame on her tail shining on spit that she had coated on him. Julius was at the pokémon’s mercy, unable to lift a finger out of fear.
 
A part of him couldn’t deny how amazing her tongue had felt over him, even if he didn’t want to admit it. The dragon stepped further over him until her dripping slit hovered just over his member. The heat washing over his body and crotch was almost unbearable, sweat dripping down his body. After a moment’s hesitation, Charizard lowered herself onto his pillar, her slit opening wide to accept him into her warm depths.
 
The human gasped aloud, his breath caught for the moment as she engulfed his shaft to his balls in one motion. Charizard lifted herself up, his shaft rubbing against her walls as it retreated from her depths only to come crashing back inside. A guttural growl thrummed through the pokémon’s throat, throwing her head back as she savored his offering.
 
Although he wasn’t as grand as she had hoped for, Charizard relished having something to quench her lust. Julius’s head was abuzz with stimulation, the heat that had been agonizing earlier felt soothing, a warmth that kept the chill from his exposed legs and crotch, which were both splattered with the pokémon’s fluids.
 
Her innards were pleasantly warm, encapsulating him even more in the pokémon’s fiery lust. He couldn’t hold up for long, hands and toes already balled tight to try and endure the Charizard’s vent. The Charizard squatting on his cock lurched forward, her clawed hands planting themselves on either side of Julius’s chest, her snout rubbing against his nose as she picked up the pace, her breathing heavy.
 
Julius gave a gasp as he lost all restraint, his chest heaving as his orgasm wracked his body. Charizard planted her slit to Julius’s base as his cock spurted the first shot of cum into her pussy. Seeking to milk him for all he was worth, Charizard flexed her vaginal muscles as tight as she could, her inner walls constricting around the cum-spewing cock, massaging the sensitive skin masterfully.


The human beneath Charizard cried out in ecstasy as she squeezed every drop from his member, licking his face affectionately. He would do. Now awash in his own afterglow, Julius barely struggled as the pokémon lifted herself off of him, his cum stained cock sagging free with a rush of fluids. Every bit of him tingled with pleasure that seeped into his muscles, . Charizard dipped her snout to his chest and picked him up by the shirt.
 
Their fun had only begun, but Charizard was beginning to feel mighty tired, having flown for so long. Walking further into their cave, Charizard set her new mate down on a pile of dried grass and twigs, her makeshift bed she intended to share with him. Setting the tiny human in the center of the nest, Charizard curled herself around Julius, her snout resting beside him. Pulling him close to her chest, Charizard drifted to a peaceful slumber, one Julius soon followed…
 
To Be Continued...