The Luxuryball
“Ok, Feraligatr,” called out his trainer as he wiped the sweat from his forehead.  The battle they were in was as intense as one would expect of battling a wild Charizard atop a volcano.  “We’re tired, but we’re wearing him down too, so let’s keep at it!”
    “Gatr!” bellowed the water type, bearing his claws, eager and ready to keep fighting.
    The Charizard roared, looking just as up for the battle to continue as those attempting to capture him.  He loved to battle and test his strength and endurance against tough opponents.  But, even more than that, he loved the satisfaction that came with bursting out of Pokeballs and retaining his freedom.  From the basic red and white variety to the powerful Ultraballs and nearly every other kind made, he had broken free every time and forced the trainers attempting to capture him to give up once they no longer had any more to use.
    “Hit him hard with a Hydro Pump!” ordered the trainer, and Feraligatr responded by opening it’s toothy maw to fire a powerful blast of water out.  Quickly, the Charizard attempted to dodge, but the battle had taken its toll on him greater than he had anticipated and slowed his movements enough for the attack to hit his leg and make him drop to his knees.
    “Ugh, not bad,” thought the Charizard bracing himself for what he was certain to come next.  “He’ll probably try to capture me again.  He’s already gone through a lot of his capture balls, so what’ll he throw next?  Does he have another Ultraball to try or is he out and he’ll have to use a Greatball instead, or even just a regular Pokemon.  Heh, maybe he’ll try one of those gimmicky balls this time to mix it up.”
    “Ugh, come on,” groaned the trainer, searching his bag.  “I have to have one left.  I know I didn’t use them all.”
    “Oh, is he out?” smirked Charizard as he dusted himself off and got up.  “Guess our little battle is over then if he can’t capture me.”
    “Hey!” snapped the Feraligatr.  “Where do you think you’re going?”
    “If he doesn’t have any means to capture me, then we’re done here,” answered the Charizard smuggly.
    “Ah ha!” exclaimed the trainer, his head and arms buried in his bag as he searched it.  “One ball left.  Oh, Arceus, please, let this one do the trick.”
    “Oh hoh.  He had one left,” observed the curious Charizard.  “Wonder what this one is.  Could it be a Masterball?  Supposedly no Pokemon can escape it.  Heh, I’d make quite a name for myself if I were the first to succeed.”
    “Okay, Luxuryball, you are my last hope,” spoke the trainer as he held up the shiny, black ball with gold and red rings on it.  Hitting the button on the front, it grew in size like any other Pokemon, taking up all the space in his hand as he gripped it like a softball.  “Let’s catch him!”
    “Nobody’s ever tried to capture me in a ball like that,” commented Charizard as he watched the trainer prepare to throw it.
    “Is that a fact?” grinned the Feraligatr.  “I’ve never been in one myself, but I hear Pokemon that do end up really liking it.”
    “Is that a fact?” replied the Charizard as he saw the ball come at him.  “Well, let’s just see what is so luxurious about it.”  Without moving, the Fire and Flying Type Pokemon let the ball hit his chest and open up.  It fired a red beam at him that turned him into the same red energy before pulling him inside it.  The ball then closed and dropped to the floor, shaking as it tried to restrain and capture the Pokemon inside.
    “Come on,” hoped the trainer as he watched the ball continue to wobble back and forth.  “Get caught.”

    Inside the Luxuryball, Charizard found himself upon what appeared to be an endless cloud in the sky.  Such an illusionary world was hardly new to him as he had seen them many times before when escaping capture.  Each type of Pokeball was designed to help better capture Pokemon in their own unique ways, some more effective than others.  However, to this Charizard, none were good enough to pacify him and make him submit himself to the trainer who threw it.  To him, it was just a game, one he always won.
    “Okay,” he yawned and stretched out on the cloud.  “So, this is called a ‘Luxuryball,’ right?  I guess that means it’ll try to trap me in comfort or something.”  Resting his head against the clouds, he smiled a bit.  “Well, I do feel comfy so at least I can enjoy myself, for a little while.  I’ll just break out at the last second.  Then I can watch them leave in defeat.  I can’t think of anything more pleasurable than that.”
    Smirking, with absolute confidence, the Charizard continued to relax, keeping in mind not to forget himself and the situation he was in, not while his perfect escape record was on the line.  But as he rested, the clouds all around him began to creep over his body, wrapping around his arms, legs, tail, neck and even wings, attempting to restrain him.  Cracking an eye open to see this, he pulled an arm free from it almost effortlessly.  Right away, the clouds clung to him once more, but they proved no more restrictive than they were before.  Seeing such a feeble attempt to capture him, the Charizard couldn’t help but snicker.
    “Pathetic,” he yawned deeply.  “It is trying to ensnare me, but it’s far too weak against a Pokemon of my calibre.  I could probably take a nap in here and still break free at my own convenience.”
    The smug Pokemon continued to grin as he felt the clouds continued to bind him with no overall effectiveness.  Stretching and moving his body with absolutely no hindrance, the Fire Types confidence  remained unwavering.  Actually, he found the clouds rather nice.  In spire of being so weak, their efforts to hold him down were enough to rub and massage his body rather nicely.  To him, it felt a lot more like they were pampering.  They even gave his feet a nice massage, making him curl his toes and smile blissfully.
“Mmm~ very nice.  Guess this really is a Luxuryball.  I wouldn’t mind getting put in these more often if this is the kind of treatment I get.  Still, it’ll have to do a lot better than that if it wants to even have half a chance of capturing me.”
    As if accepting his challenge, the clouds continued to swarm onto the Charizard, covering over his legs, arms, and most of his body as they kept on rubbing and hugging against him.  This only served to further relax the large Pokemon and make him wonder if it was purposefully attempting to make him feel so at ease or if it really was no more effective on him than a standard Pokeball.
It was then that something happened that made Charizard’s eyes widen.  It was something that caused a stirring in his loins.  “Wh-what the?”  Lifting his head up, he peeked and saw the clouds had reached his crotch and were now rubbing around his balls and sheath, arousing him as they did.  “This is certainly different,” he blushed and watched out of curiosity and enjoyment of such a rare and unusual spectacle.
    Murrs of bliss slipped from his scaly lips as he enjoyed the pleasuring he was receiving.  Laying his head back down, he let the cloud do as it pleased, managing to coax his cock from its hole.  Soon, standing tall and erect at 6” was the Charizard’s mighty member, his pride, that, until now, had only ever been pleasured by his own claws.  Under normal circumstances, he would never have allowed it out, especially while he was still in the midst of a battle, but, given this was such a rare opportunity, he didn’t mind.  It truly was a better pleasuring than he could give himself, mostly because it was not him doing it.  The softness of the clouds also proved wonderful on his dick, not to mention quite diligent as they wrapped around the length while they rubbed it, so the whole thing could be pleasures at once.  The euphoria it filled the Charizard with proved quickly addictive and encouraged him to relax and enjoy the pleasure for as long as he was able to.
    “Oh, yes~” he murred louder, flames crackling out of his maw while smoke snorted out of his nostrils.  There was no doubt in his mind that this wasn’t merely some coincidental pleasure he was getting at its futile attempts to trap him inside the ball, not with how it so intently stroked his dragonhood and clutched his dragonballs in a pleasure-inducing manner.  It was deliberately trying to arouse him and doing quite a spectacular job at it.  The Charizard couldn’t help but love this the more he embraced it.  The happiness he felt from all this was even enough to make his tail slide from side to side in response too.
    Bit by bit, the pleasure the Charizard felt grew ever more blissful to him, his climax inching ever closer.  Cock twitches soon turned to throbs as pre leaked out of his cocktip.  His heartbeat sped up, adding fuel to his inner fire and making embers spew from his maw as he moaned with delight.
    “Al-Almost,” he swooned.  “Just a lil more.  After that, I’ll make my big escape.”
    The clouds continued to work his shaft, continuing to edge him closer and closer to his long awaited orgasm.  All the while, those same clouds that had been massaging and rubbing over the rest of his body too had been continuing to wrap around and bind his body in more and more layers.  With how thick the clouds were on him now, it was like he was snug as a bug in a cocoon, a fact that the Fire and Flying Type remained unaware of while in his current state of mind.  He was far too preoccupied with the pleasure pulsing from his crotch to every fibre of his being.  His claws squeezed at some clouds within reach and his toes curled even tighter.
It was truly the best pleasure the Charizard ever felt, but soon he began to understand it wasn’t truly pampering him, but trapping him in a most devious manner.  True, it was pushing him closer and closer to his climax, but it soon became apparent that it did so in a manner as to never actually allow him to ever reach his peak and instead keep him from ever receiving the relief to follow.  The pleasure was so wonderful, but it was getting to be too much of a good thing for him to stand and going on for far too long for him body to tolerate as well.  All this pleasure was dulling his senses and sapping the strength out of his already relaxed body.  Resisting it wasn’t an option either, not when his cock had already been pleasured as much as it had, becoming so sensitive to touch and the clouds quite good at exploiting such a vulnerability of his.
With each lenght long stroke, more of the huge lizard’s strength was shaved away, leaving him more helpless placing him in further jeopardy.  Something had to be done to stop this immediately, before he was weakened too much, or else he really would get trapped within the Luxuryball.  Already, he was certain he had been too careless and let more time go by than he normally would have allowd before he breaking free any time before.  What time he had left wasn’t much, certainly not enough to waste indulging in the pleasures of the flesh.
“Enough is enough,” groaned the Charizard as he tried to get up and jerk himself off to finish so that he could rid himself of this overwhelming pleasure.  That’s what he attempted to do, but the clouds that had been an effortless task to break free of prior were suddenly too strong for him.  This confirmed what the Charizard had feared, he couldn’t muster up his full strength, let alone enough to break free of merely clouds.  Any efforts to gather his strength were thwarted as pleasure kept sending a spasm of nirvana so strong it numbed his muscles and made him no more a threat than a Magikarp.
“G-Gotta get free,” cried the Charizard, squirming like a bug to escape the bindings, but every attempt only used up what little energy he left and the clouds were only ensnaring him more tightly, restraining his movements while giving him terribly wonderful relaxation that was so good, he couldn’t hate it despite the predicament it had put him in.
“But it feels so good,” he whimpered, his smug attitude gone as his defeat seemed unavoidable now.  He couldn’t move under his own volition, save his neck to lean his head up enough and watch his cock still being pleasured, but never given a release.  As the clouds gently slid up and down his length and squeezed his balls, the dragon let out wails of pleasure from his maw.  Each stroke was even worse than the last, chipping away at his mental fortitude, while his body and soul had already submitted to the dominating bliss.
“Gotta resist… mmm~”
“If I don’t… murr~ I’ll… be caught…”
“It feels so good… but I have to… be strong…”
“Mmmurrr~”
“Gotta… re… murrr~ s-sist…”
“But… too good~  Murr!”
“This euphoria… so… so wonderful!”
“Have to… f-fight it… but don’t wanna…”
“Fight…”
“Surrender…”
“Freedom…”
“Pleasure…”
“Defeat…”
“Pleasure…  Lust…”
“MMMMMMMMUUUURRRRRR~  OH YEEESSS!!!”
“SOOOOOOOOOO WONDERFUL!!!” murred the Charizard, the pleasure super effective on the helpless dragon.  With his body and spirit already exhausted and, now, even his mind was broken by the sheer bliss, all restraint against it was dropped and all he could do was revel in it.
“MOAR!!!” he moaned, urging for even greater pleasure than he was currently experiencing and the clouds seemed to react to this desire of his.
First, the clouds that had been binding him loosened up, no longer needing to restrain the now willing Pokemon.  Instead, the clouds just tugged at his legs, spreading them apart and lifting them up to expose his tailhole.  They then start to push inside of him like a dildo, filling his ass till they hit his prostate and exposing him to a new euphoria to accompany the one emanating from his dick and brought his even more to the edge of cumming.
“No… not yet,” begged the Charizard, his desire no longer for an orgasm but to be edged for as long as possible, indefinitely even.  “More pleasure!  Can’t cum yet!”  To comply with that wish, the clouds formed a tight ring around the base of his cockhead, sealing away his ability to climax while it was in place.  With that there, the clouds began rubbing his cock with even less restraint that before while his ass continued to get pounded on his sweet spot.  Howls of nirvana burst out of the dragon’s maw as he embraced such an overwhelming sensation.  His body felt paralyzed by so much pleasure being forced upon it without pause.  Even if the Charizard desired it to end he was completely helpless.  He was a slave to the lustful feeling, addicted to it and resigned to let it consume him.  He couldn’t imagine anything he could ever wish for me.
With his current predicament completely forgotten, the Charizard didn’t even realize that the Luxuryball had already closed shut, sealing him in a short while ago.  In his current state, he had no means to have re

Outside the ball, only mere moments had passed as the trainer and his Feraligatr watched the ball wobble as they waited to see if the Charizard would get caught.  As it became still, the button on the front of it pulsed red one last time and made the sound of the capture being complete.  Heart racing, the trainer picked up his newly caught Pokamon and announced to the world, “Alright!  I caught a Charizard!”
“Gatr!” cheered his Pokemon just as happy to have been the Pokemon to come out on top.
“Now to greet our new teammate,” he suggested.  “He’s a tough one, but Luxuryballs do help make Pokemon a lot more friendly right away.”  Tossing the ball, he released the Charizard, an almost drunkly happy smile on his face as he emerged and hugged at his trainer.  “Heh, I’m not sure how it works, but he does seem happy.”
“Very happy,” commented the Feraligatr, his words only the usual Pokemon sounds that humans could hear.  Looking at the Charizard’s crotch it was wet with lust and smelled of it too.  “Do I even wanna know what it’s like in that kind of ball?”
“Wonderful,” murred the Charizard happily.  “And I can’t wait to go back.”
“Told ya,” chuckled Feraligatr.