LUGIA HARDCORE TRAINING
Over the past few weeks, team training has become harder for all teams. Each fierce battle between the Pokemon trainers turned into a battlefield, where every second that delayed or brought victory closer depended only on the resilience of their Pokeball companions. There were a dozen different trainers on the team, but it was hard for them among experienced rivals, and each trainer tried to achieve the maximum and even more from their Pokemon. 
The last few weeks had become even harder, and a young trainer sat looking at the logs of his last battles. It was Assi, a young girl with hair as red as fire, twisted into a long braid behind her. But something was bothering her, every time she looked at the tablet, she huffed from time to time, her last few battles were losing, which did not add to her joy. Next to her was her faithful Pokemon, Lugia. They had known each other for a long time. It barely reached the middle of his torso in full growth. Lugia was a huge, draconian, legendary and mythical Pokemon. It had silver and white feathers on most of its body, except for its blue underbelly. His body was covered by a T-shirt and short shorts, but they showed his stocky build, his arms and legs were decorated with great muscles, he could break rocks with his hands, and he had no equal in physical combat, skills and special abilities. But he lost his last battles.
- Oh, the last fights... A few more of these fights and we can forget about the tournament for a long time.
- I don't think it will hurt us much.
- Yes, it would...
Her face twisted even further into a grimace of dissatisfaction, and he tried to cheer his trainer up somehow, but he realized that it was only making her more angry. Putting the tablet down, she looked into her bag for the other pokeballs, taking out two of them and spinning them in her hand, she looked at Lugia.
- So we need to get better, increase our training… and teach you to hold your temper better, you idiot!!
Lujia just laughed awkwardly and blushed, he lost his last fights not because of a lack of strength, but more psychologically. The last battle was spinning in both of their heads, they met an opponent with a number of strong Pokemon, the battle was hard, but Lugia and Lopani won one by one. 
But the last Pokemon left was Primarina. Lugia didn't care much anymore, he still had enough strength to send her back into the Pokeball with his fists, he aimed to hit her, but fidgeted on the spot, Assi realized too late what had confused him. The Primarina suddenly lifted her fin from her chest with her hands, exposing her breasts, which was completely unexpected for the opponents. While Lugia was recovering, she charged a stream of water around her and torpedoed herself with a terrifying force right into his face, knocking him out.  This defeat severely damaged the morale of both.
- It was not my fault! It was a sneaky trick from her!
- You know this is a battle where every chance counts. So her tits defeated you.
- How rude!
- The legendary Pokemon lost to some titty fish, huh?
She was laughing right in his face, and indeed the same thing happened, because he just stared at her breasts. But she had to evaluate her mistakes and prepare for the next time. Gathering up her things, she pulled out the last Pokeball and pointed it at Lugia, who dissolved in the light into a red and white ball. 
Today they decided to train his endurance. From the very beginning of their acquaintance, each demanded the maximum from the other, she stretched his strength to the highest limit his body was capable of. Arriving at the local training ground did not take long, the whole area was a territory with various buildings and long fields where each trainer could train with their Pokemon. Somewhere there were specialized training grounds depending on the specifics of the training of the ward. Lugia felt great in the water, even if its appearance said otherwise. The third building was a gym with a large swimming pool where water Pokemon were trained. Going inside, she reached into one of the bags, there were pokeballs, rummaging through them, she took it out and pulled out Lugia with a flash of light.
- Okay, today will be harder.
- When was it ever easier?
- Don't expect any mercy today! 
He just laughed at that, she looked like a delicate girl, but every training session was like being in the army. It didn't bother him, he was used to her hardest workouts, on the contrary, there was always a height he could surpass and she was perfectly capable of pushing him even further beyond that. For the first half of the time, she would make him swim from the edge of the pool to the edge of the pool, then carry a heavy ballast in his hands... All this was aimed at improving his endurance.
When she was done, she was rummaging through another bag, which was obviously training equipment. The bag looked heavy and she could barely lift it. He looked around the room, for several years now this room had become their home, every training session before the fights took place here, here he prepared, improved his skills in combat, there were enough targets, and no one was around, which allowed him to not hold back. But his thoughts ran away from the slap on his back, it was the only place where she could reach him.
- So get ready, this is going to be a more extreme task than usual.
- Really, what do you have in mind?
- You'll see, take off your clothes.
"Well, you rarely make me take everything off," he thought. Lugia stretched on the spot and began to take off his clothes, clothes were not unusual for Pokemon, but nothing should get in the way of training and to avoid damaging or getting dirty they were removed. Now he stood naked in front of her, arms crossed over his chest. But he was not ashamed of it, he had long been used to this situation, standing naked in front of her and shining every inch of him. Only a scrutinizing glance ran over him from her eyes. In her hands she held various ropes and belts, all of which were weights she was putting on him. Usually the training consisted of swimming for a considerable time with all the weight on him, each time she added more and more ballast to him. She circled around it, securing the ballast around it. But now she had a different set, a couple of ropes, some locks, belts with ballast, and some rings. 
- Did you bring something new? You used to take only ballast, but now...
- I told you that the next training session would be more extreme, so here it is. I'll tie you up, and you'll have to overcome your previous breath-holding limit. It's about 10 minutes.
- And the breath-hold limit? Why tie me up? Will the ballast not be enough?
She smiled, but did not answer, her fingers beckoning him to her. With a sigh, he obediently walked over and knelt down to her, letting her move around him at lightning speed, ropes tied around his arms and legs, secured with iron latch locks. She tied his hands behind his back, his legs were more difficult, he had to spread his legs while the red comet ran around tying them. The last were the rings that she placed around his neck, in the joints of his legs and arms, and all over his body. He had never been in such an uncomfortable position before, having to stand on the tips of his feet with his entire weight. But he was used to his coach's unconventional methods. Gathering his strength, he stood at the edge of the pool, only his reflection in the water betraying the awkwardness with which he stood, before taking a step and plunging into the water like a stone.
Lugia takes on a tough challenge for the water Pokemon tied to the heaviest weight with chains and left in the deepest parts of the pool. A flash of water bubbles stretched to the very bottom, a few seconds later it collapsed to reveal the bound Pokemon. Accustomed to water, its eyesight calmly examined the blue tiles that covered the walls and floor of the pool. There was only water around him. Then he looked up to the top, where he could see the water-distorted haze that was his trainer. She was standing on the edge, holding a stopwatch. For a few minutes, Lugia dangled calmly at the bottom of the pool, he was a natural with water, but he also needed air. Calmly contemplating as if it were a roof over him, the thin edge of water that separated him from the surface and his coach. He was even bored, because usually she would just pull all the strength out of him with grueling runs, but now he was just sitting in an uncomfortable position.
* BRRR-RR-RR-RR-RR-RR-RR*
- Hmm? Blblblblblipbl...?" he mumbled suddenly underwater. 
Lugia was startled by the unexpected sound and sensation in his body, a tickling vibration ran through his hands, before these rings had just been in his way, but now they were vibrating. "You decided to tickle me too? Come on, girl, do something better, you know how to do it! Hee-hee-hee," he laughed mockingly. She just watched his reaction, pressing a few buttons on the remote control, evaluating him. Even through the water, she could see his cheeky smile, which made her want to continue. But she didn't turn on one of the two buttons, she just smiled a little before pressing them.
 Below him, his body vibrated with the vibration of another trap she'd left behind as an obstacle. 
OHmmblbl...Mbbrl...Bllbrlbl..!!!"
"That's it! What are they for, oh you... cunning... uhh... As a punishment, huh." - He mentally calmed himself down. 
While the woman was dressing him, she fastened these strange three rings down between his legs: one ring was tightly wrapped around the root of his penis, and two smaller ones were along the body of his penis.  The intense sensation of the water splashing over the curves of his body, completely surrounding him as he moved, and the adrenaline of the situation mixed together. He was showing a large and embarrassing erection, which he was currently showing in the way he handled his tied-up pose. In fact, the feeling of its large, hardened length swaying back and forth and bouncing against his body only helped to maintain his arousal, not diminish it, despite the situation. 
The unexpected vibration was building, stimulating his cock, which had previously just bobbed against the water, but now stood boner - hard and long. Enjoying this, he closed his eyes and accelerated his movements, trying to keep his mouth closed so as not to moan. 
When you're going hard, sometimes it just feels so good not to go any further. Everything was fine for a minute until the pressure started pushing more and more air out. Now it seems he can't take it anymore. After all, this stimulation made him use more air, but there was less and less. He couldn't stop his instincts forever, even though he was a native to water, his body began to demand air. He continued to kick his legs back and forth, getting a little closer to the surface of the water from above. This may have lifted him up a little, but the mass of ballast brought him back down.
Blbbllr-mnbgbl... Ghrbblblr...!" 
"Mmn! Mmn-mmng!
It lasted a surprisingly long time. The burning lungs and the sensation of a large erection hitting the sides of his legs and stomach, pushing through the water, only intensified. The idea of what he looked like, the legendary Pokemon, who was meters below the entire pool completely naked. 
He was restrained, but it seemed that his body didn't really care. Pushed over the edge with all the teasing and gurgling, it finally explodes! Along with the explosions of bubbles from his mouth that he left to the top, he began to release a long, steady stream of cum, barely avoiding vocalizing the action during his orgasm. And now, here he is, the fat male remains beneath the surface of the pool, releasing a charge of bubbles and cum as a trail of his own shame. A splash of water from above, followed him like a comet. She shot into the water like an arrow, approaching the fixed locks to open them. Lugia could hardly hold back anymore and only flailed his body hopelessly from side to side, but the heavy fetters around his arms and legs released him from his trap. Together, they were already rising to the surface, with only a small trail of white cloud from his dick following Lugia. Both of them were on the surface, he was breathing heavily after the dive, catching her satisfied look. He wasn't angry at what he had done, he was actually enjoying it.
- Oh, so this is my punishment?
- Now think twice about staring at someone's tits.
- Oh, come on.
- You want more, and you're a pretty vulgar guy. But know that there will be no mercy!
- Then how about we break that record too, huh?

[The end]