Poke Story




“I've HAD it with you!”
Riley looked up from his bowl of ramen, and looked at Eric’s enraged visage with mild bemusement. The blonde trainer was fuming, and Riley knew exactly why. He once again had been just a little bit quicker, and had managed to catch the Machop he knew Eric had wanted - and which he now wouldn’t get, not for quite some time.
“What seems to be the problem, my friend?” Riley asked and leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms behind his head.
“You know exactly what the problem is! You always get in my way! First in Fuchsiana, then in Oriana, then in Saffronia and now… here! Why can’t you just leave me alone for once?”


Riley smiled. 
“Why, Eric…. I somehow get the feeling you’re a sore loser. You know how it is - the early bird catches the worm… or rather, the better trainer catches the pokemon. The good ones that is. But why are you so angry? There’s plenty of others out there. I’m pretty sure I saw some nice Rattatas, just out the city gates. They’re easy to catch too, even for someone like you…”


Eric was steaming at this point. Riley’s mockery was having its effect on the boy, and two seconds later, he lost it. Slamming both of his fists on the table hard enough to make the dishes jump. He leaned forward far enough to bring his face very close to the black-haired boy who was still smiling his slight, mocking smile.
“This ends now. I challenge you to a duel under the arpango rules. Three pokemon, the last one standing is the winner. Winner takes it all. No healing, no mercy.”


Riley’s eyebrows shot up. “Arpango rules…? You’re crazy, Eric. That’s a duel to the death, if the winner so decides.”
Eric leaned back a bit. “What? Are you yellow? Afraid you’re going to lose to me? You’d better be - I’m going to crush you…..”


Riley drummed his fingers on the table’s surface, thinking for a moment. It would be risky, yes, but he doubted that Eric would actually have the balls to kill him if he lost, which of course he wouldn’t. He, on the other side….
Riley’s smirk returned to his lips. “Well, if you’re sure… Half past ten, between the route and the old powerstation. I’ll be there, waiting for you. So if you want to chicken out…. “


Again, Eric slammed his fists onto the table. “I will be there!” And with that, he stormed out.


There he was now waiting near route 10. Riley wasn't far away from the power station, and he could hear the occasional crack and zap of the nocturnal pokemon that were cavorting at the old place. It still had enough electricity to make it interesting for those types, and it was also the reason he had chosen the place. Any noise they would make here wouldn’t be taken as suspicious.
 He checked his watch. It was close to half past ten, and finally Eric appeared from between the trees.


“There you are! I thought you would chicken out!” Riley called, and with a sneer the blonde trainer answered.
“As if I would lose against you and chicken out on the opportunity to beat your ass, once and for all!”


Both trainers assumed the position, and chose their first Pokemon.
Riley chose his relatively new Eevee; he only had a dozen fights with the little guy, but Riley reckoned that he should be strong enough to win against a Pokemon from his rival.
Then, Eric threw his first ball onto the ground, and to his surprise he had chosen a Rhyhorn. Soon the battle began, and Riley decided to attack first.


“Eevee, attack Rhyhorn with tackle”


“Rhyhorn, you're strong enough.  Brace against the tackle and then use Stomp!”


Eevee ran towards the Rhyhorn while Rhyhorn just glared at him. The little pokemon used his full power to tackle the larger, gray pokemon, but his small mass and strength had little effect. He bounced right off the bigger monster, and before he could get up, Rhyhorn stomped squarely on his hind legs. There was a crack and a scream, and a second later, Eevee was defeated.


“Looks like i will win this fight,” Eric sneered, the early victory making him giddy.


“Don't get too cocky, that was only round one,” Riley replied, and reached into his bag for the next ball.


He knew that a ground type pokemon was weak against water so he chose Poliwhirl.


The blue water type pokemon stood in the ring next, he was ready and willing to fight, looking sternly at the grayish, still larger Rhyhorn.
 
“Poliwhirl, attack Rhyhorn with Hydro Pump make sure you hit him and he can't escape,” Riley shouted, pointing at the other Pokemon.


Eric swallowed. He, too, knew that his current monster was weak against those water-type attacks.
“Rhyhorn, run away! Try to evade all his attacks!”


The heavyset Rhyhorn with his small stubby legs didn't really have a chance, and got hit full on with the heavy jet of water. It was very effective, and the attack proved to be too much. The Rhyhorn fell, and laying on its side, he was an easy target for Poliwhirl, getting hit again and again. The gray monster was shoved along the ground for several feet, which finally became too much for him, rendering him unconscious.


“That round goes to me,” Riley stated, clearly content with himself


“Wow. Am I supposed to be impressed?  That was only my first pokemon, after all…” Eric replied, and reached into his bag.


With a grin, Eric chose his next pokemon. He threw his ball and out came a Nuzleaf, a plant type pokemon that did have a type advantage against Poliwhirl, but type advantage alone wasn't a guarantee for a win.


“Poliwhirl use mudshot!  Try to hit him and knock him out!” came Rileys command, and Eric immediately countered.
“Quick, Nuzleaf! Run away and use Razor leaf!”


Poliwhirl tried to hit his opponent before he could move, but the first volley of his shots missed, and Nuzleaf had enough time to fire an attack back. Poliwhirl got hit full on by the sharp leaves and received a number of cuts, but he got back up and shot another volley of mud at the plant Pokemon.  This time, he connected, throwing the small pokemon to the ground but he too quickly got back up again and shot another round of leaves towards Poliwhirl, hitting him again and now knocking him out.


“Hah, looks like I will win and I already know exactly how to punish you,” Eric taunted with a fat grin on his face, already celebrating his victory.


“Pfft. As if you already had won. I got one Pokemon left and.. I  will enjoy the show.”


Picking up his last Pokeball, Riley threw it in the air, releasing a gigantic Arcanine.  The beast was larger and looked stronger than an average Arcanine, and Eric had to swallow in shock.  He didn't know that Growlithe evolved into Arcanine, and before he could react, Riley shouted.


“Arca, use flamethrower!”


A huge flame shot out the fire dog's muzzle, and while Nuzleaf tried to escape, he was still caught in the blast, immediately fainting.


“Tsk, cheater…” Was all Eric said, but he had a surprise on its own. Pulling out his last ball and releasing the pokemon inside it, a midnight form Lycanroc appreard, his red eyes seemed to glow with anger for having to wait so long to fight. Arcanine, on the other hand, just had a slight smile on his muzzle.


“Last Pokemon. I know you will lose Eric, and then I will have my fun,” Riley said softly, smiling in Eric’s direction.


“As if I will lose. My Lycanroc has never failed me, and we will beat you and your Arcanine as well.” Eric seemed determined, his voice a low, but confident growl.


“Lycanroc use Rock Throw”


“Arcanine run away”


Everyone knows Arcanine are very fast, and Rileys wasn’t any different. With tremendous speed, he evaded all the rocks coming at him, then shot a flamethrower blast at the Lycanroc. But the other monster evaded as well, and it became clear that both pokemon were strong and fast.


“Lycanroc use tackle and then bite”


Lycanroc used a tree to catapult himself towards Arcanine, and successfully tackled the larger dog. Then, his jaws flashed open, and he used his bite attack, sinking his fangs into Arcanines front leg.


“Use Firefang”


Arca heard his trainer and his fangs began to catch fire. He lowered his head and drilled the two glowing teeth into the  Lycanrocs flank, making the other wince in pain.


Eric winced as well, seeing his pokemon in pain wasn’t something he was used to. “Lycanroc use crunch and try to free yourself!” he shouted, grinding his teeth.


“Don't let him get away, keep using fire fang until he gives up,” Riley commanded cooly. He knew that Lycanroc had made a grave mistake to get into melee distance with his Arca, and now was a lost cause.


Lycanroc now used crunch, a stronger bite attack, and eventually Arca had to let him go, the pain becoming too much. Lycanroc jumped to his feet and ran away, distancing himself from the big Arcanine.


“Arca, quick! Use Flame Wheel, hit him with all your strength!” Riley’s command snapped through the air like a whip, and the Arcanine reacted immediately


Lycanroc couldn't escape the large flames that shot after him and got hit right in his back, howling in pain. Seeing his Lycanroc being set aflame finally was too much for Eric, and he closed his eyes, holding up his hands.


“OKAY ENOUGH!”


“You give up?” Riley grinned.


“Yes, I give,” Eric replied, his eyes unable to meet Rileys.


With a big smile Riley accepted, both trainers tended to their pokemons, giving them Potions and making sure that they were all alright then it was time to collect the winning.




Ten minutes later, Eric and Riley stood opposite each other, their equipment sorted and packed away again. Only Riley’s Arcanine and Eric’s Lycanroc were still out, each of the canine-like monsters sitting behind their masters, regarding their opposites with wary attention.
“Alright, Eric…” Riley began, smiling slightly. “Since you lost our fight… I now own you completely.”
Eric couldn’t do anything but nod. He himself had suggested the arpango rules, and he knew what losing under these rules meant.
“We’ll start by you stripping then. Take off all your clothes, your bag, your shoes… everything. And put it in a neat pile over there, to the side.”
Again, Eric nodded wordlessly, and began to comply with the order. He didn’t suffer from a nudity taboo, and he expected a fair amount of humiliation, so sending him running with his ass bare quite fitted the idea. 
When he was done, he dared to steal a glance at Riley, and found the other trainer regarding him with much less of a smirk than he had expected. Instead, Riley looked… expectant.


“So… is that it? You’re going to take all my stuff and send me home naked?” Eric asked eventually, when the other trainer remained silent.


“Yes and no. I’m going to take all your stuff, that’s right… but you’re not going to go home.”
Riley actually gave a small chuckle. “I have no intention of running the risk of getting annoyed by you ever again. And since your life is forfeit anyway…” Riley shrugged. “You see, my Arca here is used to getting a reward after a big fight like this. Usually, I give him a Pidgeon or a Rattata to have fun with, but today, he can have you instead.”


Eric’s gaze darted to the massive pokemon sitting behind Riley, and he blinked.
“A Pokemon…. fighting a human? That… that’s……”


“Not fighting,” Riley interjected. “Taking. Arca here…” Riley reached out and ran his fingers through the Pokemon’s chestfur, “Really likes to fuck, you know? And today,you’re the fuckee.”


The blood fell from Eric’s face, leaving him white as a ghost as he realized what Riley was talking about. Without even wanting to, Eric looked down, between the Arcanine’s hind legs, and caught a glimpse of the beast's fat sheath and even fatter balls. As he stared, the sheath began to peel open, revealing the bright red tip of the Arcanine’s cock. Like through a thick fog, he heard Riley's voice, the words percolating through his brain without making real sense. “I doubt you’re going to survive…. but if you do… you’re free to go…..”
He still stood there, motionless and staring when the Arcanine stood up and took a slow, measured step towards him, and it was only when he saw more of that sheath slipping back, exposing more of the wrist-thick shaft that he broke free from his trance and turned around to run.
“Arcanine! Take him!”
It wasn’t a standard command that Riley shouted, it was something different… something personal. Nonetheless, the Arcanine answered with a short gruff, and…


Eric felt the heat just before the impact as the Arcanine leapt, and batted him with one of the forepaws, knocking Eric over. The trainer, however, managed to roll back onto his feet, and immediately started running again.


It was a cruel game that the Arca was playing. He allowed Eric to get away for a second or two, then ran after him, pawing him to the ground - only to let him get up again, and start the pursuit anew. Four, five times this repeated before the big firedog finally had enough. The next time he caught Eric, he hit him a lot harder, and smacked him into one of the low walls that ran along the overgrown path to the old power plant, momentarily stunning him.


A second later, Eric felt the monster’s fangs close around his neck, lifting him up with surprising gentleness, and draping him across the wall. Still, Eric was too shaken to fight it, and another moment later, it was too late. 


With an elegant, well-practiced move, the Arca mounted the human. Hot, orange fur engulfed Eric, but beneath, the trainer could feel the steely muscles of the pokemon, and when the massive forepaws came down and closed around his chest, he couldn’t help but whimper. Something else, also hot, but also wet, was also touching him, but further back, prodding at his buttocks, searching…searching for…


With another whimper, Eric closed his legs, trying to deny the beast access to his hole, but a deep, warning growl from above stopped him in his tracks. Like an obedient child, he spread his legs again, and was rewarded with another stab of that hard, hot cock, this time finding the cleft between his buttocks, and settling against his ring.


“Ah, he’s got you now,” Riley said, smiling softly as he walked closer. “I would try to relax if I were you,” the smug trainer continued, “Fighting him only makes it worse. It’s not going to help you much though, but maybe a bit….”


“You can’t……”
Eric's reply was cut short as the Arcanine began to press forward. Pain exploded from Eric’s rear as the firedog’s rock-hard shaft began to enter him slowly, the pointed tip stretching his tight hole with merciless efficiency. Eric’s eyes went wide, first in surprise, and then in terror as the burning in his rear became more intense, and then changed into something different as the monster kept the pressure up, opening him more and more, driving him to his limits… and beyond. Eric screamed as he felt his skin rip, two tears forming at the top and the bottom of his ring, the oversized breeding tool literally splitting him apart. 


The sound didn’t seem to faze the Aranine at all. On the contrary, Eric’s pitiful wail was answered with a lusty growl, and a short, but powerful thrust of the dog’s hips, driving the tip into its new home fully, and completing the process of making the human fit the Arca’s size. 


“Oh, did you break already?”, Riley asked, shaking his head at the sight of the first drops of blood trickling down the insides of Eric’s legs.  “Most pokemon he fucks are stretchier… but they all perish eventually. My Arca here is a big boy, you know?”
Riley had stepped up to the unequal pair, and had placed a hand onto the Arca’s shoulder. 
“Fourteen inches, and I’ve never seen him stop before he has hilted himself. And then, there’s the knot, of course….”


Eric was gasping for air at this point. The pain of the initial entry had faded somewhat, but he could feel the Arca’s shaft gliding into him, now that the only defense he still had was broken and destroyed. Riley’s words reached him through a fog of sensations, and only started to make sense when the pressure inside his belly also became first obvious, and then uncomfortable. Fourteen inches of cock would… pierce him. Impale him. And yet, as it seemed, this was exactly what fate had in store for him. Once more, he tried to protest, but once again, he was unable to form words when the Arca’s tip bottomed out inside him, filling him to the limit of what his body could take. 


The monster sensed it too, and finally, finally stopped pushing forward. For a moment, nothing seemed to move, but then, the Arcanine pulled back. And began to fuck. 


Eric gasped for air as the massive shaft was pulled out and left a void inside him, but it didn’t last long. Once only the tip remained inside Eric, the Arca tensed his muscles, and rammed his cock back into his plaything. 
Quickly, a fast and brutal rhythm was established, and with each thrust, a new wave of pain ran through the doomed trainer when the pokemon’s cocktip smashed into the human’s internal barrier. Yet, despite the powerful and enthusiastic rutting, the Arcanine never managed to bust that last, final seal, and seemed to be content to get his pleasure the way it was. 


It was through that rosy haze of pain that Eric saw Riley’s high top sneakers pad through the short grass and come to a rest right in front of him… and next to them, he recognized the paws of a Lycanroc. His Lycanroc. 


Eric looked up, and the Lycanroc was staring right back at him, the pokemon’s face frozen in an expression of horror and worry as he watched his former trainer almost vanishing under the muscular, rutting mass of the Arcanine. Eric could see how much his favorite wanted to break loose, to come to his aid, as futile that attempt might be, and this view hurt him almost as much as the oversized cock that was plowing through his insides.


“It’s funny, isn’t it?” Riley asked rhetorically. “If my Arca would pull out now, you’d be fine. Sure, you’d walk funny for a couple of weeks, but I would assume you’d heal fully… But… “
Riley chuckled. “He’s not done with you yet. I know that he likes to play with his prey… and I’ve never seen him not knot a playmate once he has started fucking them. I don’t think he’s going to take much longer with you, so it’s time to say goodbye now, Eric.”
Another chuckle. “Oh, and if you were worrying about that Lycanroc here? He quite easily agreed to follow me now. Once I told him that it’d be either that, or becoming Arca’s next toy…”


Eric opened his mouth to say something, but then he felt the Arca’s posture change. There was a short break in the relentless fucking, a shuffling of the hind paws, and then, the great head came down once more, the jaws opening wide to fit around his neck.


“Ah. There it is. His finishing move. Goodbye, Eric, enjoy your breeding….”


With a growl, the Arcanine thrust his hips forward once more, but this time, he didn’t hold back. Like a hot knife through butter, the tip of the shaft sliced through Eric’s intestines, piercing them, and forged a tunnel through his insides, all the way up into his chest. Only an eyeblink later, the Arca’s knot quickly and efficiently tore apart Eric’s already ripped sphincter, cruelly opening it to twice its already obscene diameter, and was seated deep inside with a barrage of short, rough thrusts.


And then…. time froze. The Arcanine became motionless except his panting and drooling, just holding Eric’s body fixed in place, impaled upon that massive, beastial breeding tool. Eric had his mouth open in a silent scream, the pain from his shredded intestines causing every muscle in his body to cramp up, curling his fingers and toes. But along that pain, there was another sensation, a deep, pulsating pressure that was coming more from the lower half of his abdomen. Eric, finally, realized with horror that it was not only the monster’s length that was going to kill him - it was the knot. Expanding with each heartbeat of the giant Arcanine, it already had swolled to a size larger than the opening in Eric’s hips, and was now pressing against the bones from the inside, growing with unstoppable, slow force. 


In a last, animalistic reflex, Eric clawed at the ground and kicked with his legs, his primitive mind forcing him to at least try to get away from that merciless tool that was threatening to split him in two, but it was already too late. He was weakening by the second, the Arca had him secured well, and besides that, that knot was already anchored inside him - even with all his strength, Eric could not have ripped it out of himself.
And so, Eric fell still, his eyes fixed on the Lycanroc, who looked at him with even more horror and pity than before. 


Seconds later, two harsh, dry snaps, like breaking branches, announced the final victory of the Arca over Eric’s body. Eric’s legs spread, much wider than they ever could naturally, as the now fully expanded knot pressed the human’s split hips apart, a sight that caused Riley to clap his hands twice in delight, and the Lycanroc to whimper pathetically. 


However, the last thing that Eric experienced before the darkness overcame him was the deep and lustful growl of his executioner, Riley’s Arcanine, and the burning, hot sensation of the Arca cumming, discharging a stream of hot seed into his body.


Riley watched as the light in Eric’s eyes went out, only a moment before the first few drops of cum began to drip from his mouth and nostrils. He knew from experience that his favorite Pokemon had an astonishing amount of that milky liquid stored in his balls, and Eric’s body was clearly unable to contain it all. Watching one of his Arcas playthings being flushed through by the lustful discharge was always his favorite part of the show, only that most of the small pokemon he let his Arca have didn’t get to experience it alive, they all perished much quicker once they were forced to accept the massive fucktool. With Eric, though, Riley was pretty confident that his rival had the chance to feel the first shots before the pressure finished the job that the shaft had begun, and the thought alone put a wide smile on Riley’s lips. 


He went over and patted the panting Arca’s shoulder. “Good boy….” he murmured, “Well done. Good boy…”
He knew that it would take at least half an hour before his boy was done, and took a comfortable seat on the wall, a couple of meters away. Focussing his attention on the Lycanroc, he chuckled. “Come here, boy,” he called, and when the Lycanroc turned his head to look at him, he patted the place next to him. “Come here…. there you are. You’re a good boy too… and a clever one. You and I, we’re going to have a lot of fun together…”


About 30 minutes later and with a wet, audible pop the Arcanine was able to pull himself free of the dead teen under him. Devoid of any muscle tonus the destroyed hole just stayed open, gaping wide and leaking blood and cum in a steady stream onto the floor.


“Phew Arca, you did a real number on him. You’re such a good boy, but we have to clean you up -  all that cum and blood in your fur would make people ask questions..”
With a slight whimper Arca let Riley lead him to the river near the powerplant. Being a fire type meant he didn't really want to touch water, but his trainer demanded it and he didn't want to disappoint. So, being the good boy that he was. He slowly stepped into the cold water, his trainer right behind him. Once they were deep enough, Riley began to wash his best friend,starting with the still half hard dick of his pokemon. Even in this state it was as thick as his fist, and once he began to wash the long dick, his Arca relaxed. It wasn't too bad to get washed after all, and the blood and cum leaked into the river and where the stuff  quickly dissipated. Using a little bit of shampoo, Riley began to wash the fur of his pokemon, the soap making quick work of any speck of cum or blood still marrying his best friend, and of course, more water was needed to get all the shampoo out of his monster’s fur, but again, Arcanine let it happen. After they were done, he sprinted out the water and shook his body like any ordinary dog to make sure all the water flew off.


Now that his pokemon was clean Riley had to make sure no one would find the body of his rival which was still hanging over the wall like a wet towel. He had a small shovel in his backpack, not the best tool for the job, but enough to dig a shallow grave. 
It took a bit of time, but in the end he had dug deep enough to bury the body. Dragging his dead rival to the spot and dropping him in turned out to be pretty easy, but burying him took quite a while, so by the time that was done the sun was about to go down. The best thing to do, Riley decided, was make camp, and so he pitched his tent and, with Arcas help, lit a small fire.
Lycanroc, however, was still insecure and nervous having just seen his previous trainer being killed right in front of him.
“Lycanroc, come here,” Riley called out, and the pokemon carefully shuffled over and then stood in front of the teen.
 “You don't have to be scared. I'm not going to hurt you, you know? I know what Arca did today frightened you, but im not going to let him fuck you. So don't worry so much, okay? Also, if your a good boy from now on, I will make sure you get something small, warm, and tight to fuck as well. If its small enough, you can even fuck it  to death, too…”
This made the Lycanroc´s ears perk up. He never thought about fucking something small, like Arca had today. It did sound kind of nice, but also a bit scary.
 “If we win a big fight as a team we make sure to run a train on a smaller pokemon. First I will fuck it, then you have a go,  and at last Arca can finish it off.  Believe me, it will feel great!”
With a genuine smile, Riley made sure to win the trust of his new pokemon, and after a while, Lycanroc clearly relaxed, understanding that he would be treated better with his new trainer than with his old one.


After spending the night at this camp, Riley packed everything up, doused the fire and made sure to wave goodbye to the grave he left behind. Then, with a big smile on his face and a new friend in tow, he began to travel to Azuria City from where he planned to continue to travel the world.