[center]Chapter 1: Adrift at Sea[/center] Muffled groans rumble lowly with repeated huffs drowned out by the audible slurp and suckle of indecent activity. The Kecleon Brothers were truly careless in their attempts at hiding the obvious–one would say there wasn't an attempt to begin with. The green brother leaned back against the booth, head turned skyward with his mouth agape, letting moans fly freely albeit somewhat quiet. The purple male had been bent over the counter, head turned downward with eyes screwed shut, a strained look of pleasure on his face, a smile rather goofy in its enjoyment. Below and out of sight of the two clearly pleasured males, tongue danced the rigid pink flesh of the green Kecleon while the pulsing girth of purple throbbed in silky soft paws gliding from thick green base to tapered, leaking dark green tip. The green gradient of breeding flesh throbbed with life, its incessant pulsations and continuous spill of precum signs of the male’s fast approach to climax were his heated moans and occasional sharp gasp or loud moan already indicators of the inevitable. Green fared no better than his brother, though his moans remained much quieter than his more shameless brother, persisting of huffs and groans while a quaking paw reached down to pat the brown head of the ‘mon below–the source of their intense pleasure. Tongue swirled Green’s dick repeatedly while bobbing up and down his length, slurping up every dribble of his essence. The strong taste of musk and saltiness remained potent within every drop of precum; runny yet cloudy, full of flavor and fast approaching release signaled by the male’s more reserved nature slowly cracking. Paws continued swiftly jerking off the other male before they’d let go and give a three tap signal to the thigh of both brothers, a sign they’d both become too familiar with from this frequent flier. The two positioned themselves side by side, cocks at the ready, practically pressed together for their [I]client[/I] to consume them both, cocks engulfed into the ‘mon’s hungry maw with strong suction milking away at both. Their moans became cries and neither no longer cared who heard their rut–not like they cared already who [I]saw[/I] to begin with. And not like many complaints would come their way; the recent uprising in sexual openness and exploration among civilized Pokemon had made sex drives run rampant to a point that it had become quite common to see Pokemon indulge in one another shamelessly in public spaces. Though there was somewhat of a decree put on being mindful of your surroundings–children were still around at times after all. Though not a child was in sight this late evening, perhaps all taken to their rooms, readied for bed, allowing these two their loud moans of release sounding free across half of Treasure Town. “FfffffFUCK!!” “GRRRRRHH!!” Both males shook and their hips gave light bucks with every pump of white that spilled from their dicks. A heavy torrent of nut coated their partner’s tongue as they sucked both men off strong, powerful suction with paws fondling heavy, churning balls milking both males dry while not a drop of their twin excessive climaxes went wasted, a truly impressive feat to admire from the untrained eye but two these two, this dirty bitch was merely indulging in another Friday evening. “You boys never cease to fill my dinner plate~” The Pokemon rose from beneath the booth with a lick of the lips and a smirk, patting their backs and letting the two collapse against each other as they fell to their rumps, huffing and basking in the afterglow of a professional blowjob. Large brown ears twitched with yellow cheek pouches crackling lightly, a hearty chuckle escaping the ‘mon’s mouth as her large lime eyes looked down at the two exhausted males. Stepping out of her own puddle of cunt nectar–an orgasm she’d sprayed paws free sucking these musky studs’ dicks–she hopped over the booth, not before nabbing an orb, two seeds, and a scarf, tucking them into her traveling bag with one last snicker at the flustered males waving sheepishly at her. “On again next Friday, yeah~? Hope ya boys don’t mind I do a touch o’ shoppin’ here. Consider it a bit o’ tax for gettin’ ya off so good this time. Toodles~” With a wave of her own and a wag of her tail, the shiny Emolga set off, giggling and licking away the leftover bits of nut on her lip and tongue. Where she headed was anyone’s guess, even her own–she hadn’t any particular place to be, merely going wherever the roads and winds took her. She was a bit of a free spirit though not quite a nomad in nature; she loved exploration and seeing the continent–the whole world if she could. But she was well settled in with a base camp of sorts, a place to call home and return to every once in a while to regroup after days of travel and adventure. “The beach sounds nice about now. The Krabby like to come out on the weekends since it’s often quieter.” The Emolga began her way to the outskirts of Treasure Town, southbound towards the beach area. “Good for me, I can take a dip and wash myself off before heading home.” - A paw reached out weakly before falling into the sand, a quiet groan sounding from its owner. The Pokemon shuddered, feeling the light wash of water occasionally against their feet. Where were they… [I]Where is this..?[/I] Warm to the touch… but gravely in texture. Wetness against the lower half… [I]A beach..? How… When..? What is this…[/I] Though they opened their mouth, words didn’t come out despite their attempts. Their vision, too hazy to see anything more than a mesh of colors, didn’t help in trying to recollect themselves. Their head throbbed with a furious headache. Everything just hurt and nothing made sense. [I]Can’t… remember…[/I] They groaned again, feeling weaker by the second. What bit of vision they had slowly slipped away until their feeble attempts crumbled into the sand, unconscious again. [I]Can’t… slipping…[/I] “Hmm…” Not far down the beach had the Emolga arrived, her attention turned outward to the sea and the cliffsides where groups of Krabby stood, shooting glistening bubbles into the orange sky overlooking the wide open ocean. “Man… I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of this view.” She looked on in awe, her tail raised and wagging slowly. “Tributes to the Saviors of Time and Darkness, we’ve them to thank for this beautiful view.” She began to ponder about herself with a quiet sigh. It was almost as routine as her weekly hookups with the Kecleon brothers; every Friday, after pumping their loads, she’d be down here to watch the sunsets and cleanse away the messes while asking herself the same questions. “I travel the continent aimlessly with nothin’ to look back on for it. No darin’ adventures, no dangerous experiences, no nothing. I could see the entire world, but what good is it without memories to make of it? The Saviors of Time and Darkness… their journey began small ’n humble, seeking the Hero’s lost memories and their place in this world as a former human.” She looked to the sky, the first few stars beginning to shimmer in the pinks and purples slowly creeping over the sunset. “Could I find someone like that? A partner by my side or a Rescue Team to help Pokemon in need or a Bounty Hunter to apprehend petty criminals and thieves, making the world a safer place… “Nah. That’s goodie two shoes shit. But… at least it’d give me some purpose, yeah? But where’s the [B]fun..~[/B]” She purred, that sultry, slutty side of hers showing itself with a smirk. “Crooks just need a bit of proper [B]apprehension[/B] after all… Why lock ‘em up when perfectly good pussy can work its own therapeutic wonders? If I were a Bounty Hunter, the best reward would be the biggest loads from those rowdy brutes. Or being a Rescue Team and getting pumped silly by some [B]overly thankful[/B] clients~ Maybe not sex as rough as some criminal with an abstinence streak but a lot less risk in a good heart fucking hard than trying to seduce a bad guy into plugging a few holes.” She shook her head, stepping out of the water, her body cleaned of any leftover filth from her escapade. “I’m getting ahead of myself. You can’t form a team without at least one partner. And I don’t exactly have any immediate friends willing to make that kind of commitment with me. I could probably flirt my way into a Rescue Team with some guy between my legs but… eh, I’ve got my own standards still.” She was about to turn tail and leave the beach when she noticed something in the distance further down. “Ehh? What the hell is that?” She squinted, trying to get a better look at it. “Looks like a buncha Wingull… What’s that in the middle of ‘em?” The Emolga stepped closer, approaching the circle of wild birds, a few of them pecking and poking at an unconscious Pokemon. “Wha–who the heck–what’s going on here!? Hey, cut that out!” She ran at the Wingull, shooing them all away and standing over the ‘mon. “I don’t think this guy’s having a nap. Hey! HEY! You OK?? Hellooooo??” She shook the Pokemon, a paw pressing against their neck to check for a pulse. “Steady and fine, they don’t seem to be hurt or in bad condition at least. HEY! Wake up already! This isn’t the best place to sleep, y’know!” The Pokemon groaned, slowly coming to again. Their gaze met with the Emolga’s who softened up with a smile. “There you go, rise ‘n shine, sleepyhead~” “Mmhh…what..? Who are… what are…” They coughed a bit, shaking their head and finally coming to much better than before. They were even able to make out the shiny Emolga that was talking to them… “TALKING!? Uwaa!?” They stumbled backwards away from her, falling on their back in the shallow water. “Wh-wh-what are…h-how are you doing that!? What… how is a Pokemon talking to me… and I can [B]understand[/B] what you’re saying??” “...Huh?” She raised a brow, immediately confused by the Pokemon’s strange behavior. “That’s. Not new? I’d sure hope you can understand me.” “Well I shouldn’t! You’re an Emolga–a [B]Pokemon![/B] Why can I understand what a Pokemon is saying??” The astonished ‘mon pointed at her and that’s when they finally saw it. That wasn’t a hand, or regular fingers or a regular arm… it was yellow, and all fuzzy and furry and his fingers were stubby and small… “WHY AM I A SIMPSON!?” “A-A what??” The Emolga was truly perplexed now. What the hell was up with this guy… “You’re kinda freaking me out now. And also you’re freaking out. You should, like… Iunno take deep breaths or something? Slow ‘n deep breaths. Calm yourself down, Pikachu.” Their eyes widened when she said that. Pikachu? Pikachu?? [I]Pikachu!?[/I] “I…” They stopped and looked over themselves. Arms? Yellow. Feet? Yellow. Belly? Still fat… err, yellow. And then they closed their eyes and tried to wiggle their ears. They felt… definitely way longer than human ears. And a lot easier to control and wiggle around too. It was actually kinda cool–[I]no! This ain’t cool! I’m a goddamn Pikachu! How the hell did this happen!?[/I] Their thoughts practically shouted in their panicked state. “How the hell did this happen!?” And then they shouted in their actual panicked state. “How did what happen? Can you maybe elaborate on your whole deal? Cus you’re reeeeally freakin’ me out now.” The shiny female tilted her head, brow raised and slowly stepping towards the chu. “I’m… I’m not a Pokemon! I mean I am [B]now[/B] obviously but I’m not a Pokemon! What I mean is, I’m a human! [B]Was[/B] a human! Is-was-am-be a human, that’s me!” They threw their hands up and all around in distressed exaggeration while explaining themselves. “I… used to be a human, I don’t remember what happened. I just… remember hearing a voice in my dreams, like it was calling to me…it told me my greatest dreams were only one wish away. So I wished and wished–I don’t even know what for or why! I just did then the whole dream kinda went blank and I guess I blacked out or something and now I’m here! In front of you… you, uhh…” Finally, slowly coming down from distress, the Pikachu took a proper look over his fellow rodent. Her voluptuous figure was an immediate catch, her hip strutted to the side with her arms crossed. Those wide hips looked like they’d struggle with doorways… a smooth chest but he saw that as an honest plus to her pear shaped, bottom heavy form. Thighs thick and soft looking yet he had the feeling they could still crush melons and skulls–something about her just seemed to carry this aura of strength, like she was definitely no damsel in distress type and that just made her all the more attractive to him. “You… holy shit…” The Emolga smirked; she’d noticed them eyeballing her and knew they were checking her out and by the looks of it, they definitely liked what they saw. “You some kinda interesting, I’ll tell ya that. First time I had someone’s first impression be ‘I’m a human, I’m a human, I swear!’ and the second be fuckin’ me with their eyes~” The Pikachu blushed being caught in the act although they wasn’t exactly being subtle about checking her out either. “Oh don’t be ashamed, I know I’m hot and if ya want some, you can just ask~” The Pikachu’s blush only darkened and their lack of shame showed with the hint of red between their legs. “Anyway, we should at least exchange names before we exchange fluids, yeah? Name’s Pecan, I’m a veteran explorer and adventurer, traveling the continent and going wherever I can get. You got a name, cutie~?” “Umm…” The Pikachu scratched the back of their head, looking in there for a name. Their head felt really messed up, their brain all staticy with thoughts and memories missing all over the place. “I… mmmhh, I’m trying… I can’t remember… my brain feels like it’s completely detached… ah! A name… Jack… that sounds right. I’m… Jack. And I…” He looked the Emolga over again, taking in the eye candy before him with more red rousing out of its hiding place, “I think I’m beginning to understand what that voice meant~” “You gettin’ turned on just looking at me, huh? What are ya, some kinda freaky human guy that likes Pokemon?” She snickered and nudged the Pikachu playfully. “I think that’s exactly what I am. Pokemon didn’t really exist in my world–I mean they do but… it’s kinda complicated and… trying to remember it exactly is hurting my brain…” Jack groaned, holding his head through the strain. Pecan nodded and wrapped an arm around his shoulder reassuringly. “Don’t worry ‘bout it! You’re here now and you seem to be warming up to it so that’s all that matters right now. Actually, that’s a lie. There is another major matter to deal with.” “Yeah..? Uhh… what might that be?” “...You’re an Arceus-saken [B]human[/B] from a [B]completely different world[/B] turned into a [B]Pikachu[/B]. You’re basically an entire life just manifested into existence here, you’ve got literally nothing to your name but a name!” The Pikachu looked at her, trying to process the new information being given to him on top of the old. “...Soooo what you’re saying iiiissss…” “You’re an amnesiac in a literally unfamiliar world with nowhere to go, nowhere to live, and no idea where to begin finding your way or finding a way back home–” “We don’t need to worry about that last part.” He interrupted, blushing a little. “I don’t think someone like me would take too kindly to leaving a place like this. A Pokemon lover like me… Pokemon being real was one thing but [B]becoming[/B] one too? I’m plenty fine where I am~” “Okay cool–great awesome that’s cool but there’s still the whole amnesia and living part. Where are you gonna stay? What are you gonna do? Do you know how your body even works? You said Pokemon existed in a weird way in your world, right? Think you remember it just a little? That might help us train you to learn how to use a Pikachu’s body.” “Mmmhh… umm…” Jack closed his eyes, trying to mull it over a bit. It took a little while of thinking and some more headache pains but eventually managed to find something in there. “Ah! A franchise! Pokemon… in my world, you’re just a… fictional franchise… video games, merchandise, TV shows and the like… Pokemon weren’t real, they were just a creation…” “Huh. What are the odds. Well regardless, I’m very real, you’re very real, and this is very real. So it’s time to find as much of that franchise knowledge you can get in there and put it to good use! And I think I know just how to help ya.” Giving the Pikachu a spank, Pecan took his paw in hers and led him over to a large cave opening at the far end of the beach. “Whoa! H-hey, where are we going, Pecan??” Jack was practically dragged through the sand by the Emolga’s impressive strength, trying to keep up with her sudden enthusiasm. “What is that, some sorta cave? How’s this gonna help me learn how to Pikachu, trademark?” “This ain’t just a cave, Jack. This is a–did you just trademark yourself?” “Go on, continue, please keep talking, I’m not elaborating.” “…I’m gonna like you. Anyway! This here ain’t no regular cave. This opening leads into a very special and mysterious place… fittingly called a Mystery Dungeon. There’s a lot to learn about ‘em but just know that, dangerous as they can be, Mystery Dungeons are also some of the safest places in our world. It’s… also a bit weird to explain but once you get it, you get it. Point is, once we step foot inside, we’ll be put into what’s almost like a sorta pocket dimension of its own, a large maze-like area of rooms and corridors inhabited by the Tameless.” “Tameless..?” Jack repeated curiously. “A term for wild Pokemon made by the Civil. Before you ask, that’s a term for civilized Pokemon such as myself. We live in ways you might find familiar, inspired by the olden days of humans and Pokemon once living together before–look I’m not here to give you a history lesson, you’re already trying to find your own history! We go in cave. Cave dungeon. Dungeon with Pokemon. We fight Pokemon. You learn fight. Got it?” “Sir, yes sir!” Jack gave a salute before following up with Pecan into the mouth of the cave. A short walk into pure darkness soon led to a large, open cave room of coral pink rocky flooring and cobalt blue rock walls with small ponds and lakes of water in the distance. The surrounding area appeared to be illuminated by an unseen light source and considering this strange place is called a Mystery Dungeon, as Pecan said moments ago, Jack figured it best [I]not[/I] to ask questions. They probably didn’t have answers. “So, this is… that Mystery Dungeon thing, you said?” “Yep!” Pecan responded, staying close to the Pikachu. “This one is called Beach Cave. It’s a very easy and fairly short dungeon. Most of the Tameless here aren’t too aggressive and are actually kinda friendly. This place is essentially the go-to for younger Pokemon and green thumbs to exploration. It’s a good place to do a bit of training to learn how to… uhh. How to Pikachu, I guess I can say.” “So we’re not in any kind of danger here then?” Jack reiterated, gaining a nod from the Emolga. “For the most part we aren’t. Not [B]all[/B] of the Tameless here are so kind, though. Every Pokemon, wild or not, has their own personalities and preferences so it’s best you stay close to me regardless. What we’re mainly here for is to make it to the end of this dungeon. That’s where we’ll really get you some nice bit of initial training.” “End? Is there something there for me then?” “Not something but someone. C’mon, just keep close to me, it’s better I show you than tell~” Jack nodded, a bit nervous but trusting the shiny Emolga. Besides, at the very least, he got to follow behind her which meant he got front row seats to all the bounce and wobble in her fat ass with every step. To say he was enamored with her would be an understatement. [I]Goddamn, she’s sexy as hell… If I’m in a coma then let me die and call this heaven~[/I] The couple made quick work of the dungeon’s initial four floors with the help of Pecan’s familiarity and experience as well as many of the Pokemon remaining docile, or choosing not to go up against an obvious type disadvantage. In a matter of minutes, they were at the Beach Cave Pit five floors in. “I know you said these Tameless guys were friendly and all but I figured at least one of them would try and fight us or something.” “All the commoners here are water-types and being a lot weaker, I guess they didn’t want to try and challenge a couple of electric-type adventurers with a lot more experience.” She explained, the two walking up into the small, sandy space surrounded by craggy rocks and shallow water. At the other end of the small pit was an opening in the mountain that appeared to lead out into the ocean and back towards the beach south of Treasure Town. But before that was a strange yet beautiful serpentine-like creature, their long, cream colored upper half turned into a large scaly pattern of blue and black with a fan shaped tail at the end. Their elegant ruby red eyes stared the two of them down, slitted and staring intensely at the couple of electric rodents. “Umm… Pecan, I don’t have any experience…” Jack whispered while nervously staring back at the large water snake. “They don’t know that.” She retorted, stepping back a few paces. “He’s all yours~” “Wh–hey wait a minute, what the hell is going on!?” Jack looked back at the Emolga who had left him alone in front of the other Pokemon. In that one moment of taking his eyes off of them, he’d been slithered and coiled up by the larger ‘mon, a low hiss sounding into his ear as he was wrapped up snug in their warm, coiling embrace. “Never take your eye off the enemy, little mouse~” Their voice was like a siren’s sound, as beautiful in tone as they were in appearance. It seemed to have an effect on Jack as his body seemed to relax and his struggles ceased, soon panting a bit and looking up at his assailant who licked their lips with a thick, forced tongue. “Were I a true adversary, this battle could’ve been over before it started.” “Who…what’s going on..?” Jack panted, feeling weak in the serpent’s embrace. It was as if their very voice was draining all of his will and leaving him wanting… needy. “Oh my lovely little chu~ This is your training! I needn’t be told why you are here for I can read minds. A special trait I’ve adapted through intensive training, something us Milotic aren’t normally capable of. You are here to learn how to be a Pikachu, yes? I won’t ask the details of this… peculiar training–it is none of my business. Simply know that your most important trait as Pikachu is your electrical capabilities.” Milotic’s frilly tail pressed against Jack’s left cheek then the right. With each touch, something in him felt different, felt.. charged even. He didn’t know what it was but, knowing his species, it must be something to do with those red cheek pouches of his. “Concentrate, close your eyes and focus. Find the energy inside of you and channel it. Channel that energy into a powerful surge, feel the charge of electricity circulate in your system then exert it into physical form.” Jack closed his eyes, trying to do as instructed by the large snake. His breathing slowed, deep and steady, trying to feel for this so-called energy inside of him. But no matter how much he tried, he just didn’t feel anything. “I’m not… I don’t feel anything there.” He answered though kept trying. “Keep your focus, find your inner instinct, you mustn’t just learn how to use your body, you must [B]become[/B] the Pikachu that you are.” She responded, her coils tightening a little. “If you want to be freed of my constriction, you must use your electric power to attack me.” “I’m trying! But I can’t… it’s not working!” Jack stressed, the binds on his body slowly becoming uncomfortable. He began struggling again, groaning and losing his focus the more Milotic encased him. “I can’t concentrate… with you crushing me like this..!” “My bondage will only cease when you stop me. Focus!” “I can’t! I–there’s nothing inside of me! I don’t feel any electricity!” Jack cried, now beginning to feel crushed by her large body closing up on him. “There’s gotta be some other way! Something else I can do! Some other way to–fffuck!” Milotic’s eyes widened. It wasn’t meant to be interpreted as such but she couldn’t help it, scarlet crossing her cheeks at the suggestive nature of Jack’s outburst. “Hmm… perhaps that may just work.” She began loosening up her hold on him but only enough that he would be comfortable again. “If you will not give me an electric surge then perhaps we can make some [B]other[/B] sparks fly, hm?” “Wait, are you gonna–” “Why yes I am, Pecan.” Milotic lowered head to eye level with Jack, meeting his gaze. Red eyes met ocean blues, Milotic’s eyes beginning to glow and cycle in a hypnotic flow of reds and yellows. A psychic pulse consumed Jack and he suddenly found himself unable to look away, ensnared by the serpentine’s power. “If you cannot fight your way out, then you will [B]fuck[/B] your way out. Give me your seed and weaken my will with pleasure~” Hypnotism wasn’t even a requirement; she need only make the demand and Jack would be all too happy to oblige. Spurred by his own arousal and her hypnotic power, the Pikachu was at full mast in a heartbeat. Though it went unseen within her coils, it was certainly [I]felt[/I] by the water-type, his impressive size pressed perfectly in position to graze her slit, sending shivers through both ‘mon. “Mmhh… yes, a very fine specimen for a Pikachu~ Just my luck, I will certainly [B]feel[/B] this experience despite our size difference~” A hungry coo rumbled in Milotic’s throat, her own arousal warm and moist against Jack’s malehood. Despite her regal appearance and her soothing, sweet voice carrying an air of pride and power to it, she indulged shamelessly in her acts of lust with the Pikachu, helping position him to prod her slick entrance and using her binding coils to push him against her, burying him into her wanton fire. “Aah! Fuck~!” Jack moaned sharply, the Pikachu’s pride captured by the surprisingly tight grip of the considerably larger female’s vagina. Her heat wrapped snug around the male’s size, convulsing squeezes hugging at Jack’s dick while he throbbed within her. “Mmnnhh, divine~! So long it has been since I’ve indulge in a visitor like this. Oohh, how I’ve nearly forgotten this sensation~” Her sultry moans sung like a harmony, a song of sex and pleasure from the Milotic whose body began shifting and stirring. Her coils practically spin and vibrated around Jack’s body in an effort to make him fuck her, pulling him backward then lunging him forward, in and out of her dripping tunnels with his lengthy cock. “Mnnh… yes, Arceus, this feeling… so dirty, so uncouth of regality like myself… it is sinful… but it is [B]delectable~[/B]” She moaned and shook, her upper half writhing along the wriggles of her coils. She fucked herself on the Pikachu, every moment like bliss for the wanton female, sharing in moans with the electric-type she used to satisfy herself. “Keep at it… use me for those needs… fffuuck, satisfy yourself on me~” Jack encouraged the serpent’s lust, loving every passing second of fucking the royal-like Pokemon. Her sex continued to convulse and hug tight at the Pikachu’s big dick, moans only getting louder and her composure becoming less and less formal. “Aah… b-by the Gods… this feeling, I’ve longed to taste the throes of ecstasy again… mmmhaah, forgive me Arceus… I must succumb… [B]fffuuck~![/B]” She cried, her front lowering, essentially bent over the Pikachu and biting her lip. Drool raced down her chin, eyes rolling upward and her entire body quivering violently, coils loosening a little before tightening on the Pikachu, strangling both him and his dick as her pussy clung like a vice around the mouse’s dick through an orgasm that shattered her. The Pikachu suddenly felt [I]especially wet[/I] all over as he realized she wasn’t just cumming hard but was full on [B]squirting[/B] on him, splashing his body with her release while she wrung out his dick with her sex rippling violently around him. “Hoohh f-ffuuck, she’s gonna milk me fuckin’ dry!” Jack moaned loudly, eyes rolling up, swirling blues and yellows in his still hypnotized state. His inexperienced body wasn’t going to last at this rate; the pleasure itself was driving him mad but the kinkiness of the situation, being bound up and hypnotized really upped his sensitivity. It really didn’t help that this big beautiful bitch was busting a fat fucking orgasm all over his [B]body[/B] on top of it all, slimy, sloshing pussy slurping on his dick with all the intent of getting her womb blown out. “Release..! Give me your [B]fucking load[/B], Pikachu!” She nearly roared her demand to the male, coils shifting Jack’s body into a rut. He howled with bliss as she screamed in ecstasy, her pussy hypersensitive to the intense stimulation after such a hard climax. She could feel herself nearing another release as Jack closed in on his own, the pair’s moans growing louder and louder. “Fuck! FUCK! Can’t… I’m gonna..!” Jack tried to warn, eyes shut tight and letting it all go. “[B]FEED YOUR MISTRESS~![/B]” Milotic howled with a second orgasm violating her form, losing herself to pleasure and singing a screeching cry that made her voice crack. Jack followed with a howl of his own, head turned upward to the ceiling as the pair met in a harmonic crescendo. Potent throbs pulsed through the Pikachu’s girth with every pump of virile cum into Milotic’s rippling pussy, his body quaking with the intense pleasure that erupted through him and out into the female’s sopping wet canal. Thrust persisted through their mutual orgasm, Milotic writhing and Jack plowing, fucking as much cum out of each other as possible until the two slowly came down off of their shared pleasure high. The serpent’s coils unraveled with her collapsing into the sand with a loud thud, Jack falling from her binds onto the ground, heaving and panting out in afterglow. His cock twitched, spent yet still erect despite his satisfaction. “Damn.” Pecan walked up to the exhausted Pikachu, helping him up onto his feet. “Yeah, I’m really gonna like you~” Jack looked over with a drained smile and a weak thumbs up, cheeks flushed with embarrassment from having had his first fuck as a Pokemon watched by the Emolga that captivated him at first sight. “Heh… can’t wait to make you my second..~” He snickered, still flirting even after having his balls drained into a giant, beautiful serpentine queen. “You rut well, my chubby little stud~” Said serpent commented, retaking her regal appearance despite the runny seed spilling from her sex and beads of sweat coating her form, once elegant hair now disheveled from their previous intensity. She appeared not to care of her physical looks towards the two, rightfully so considering the rough fucking she just gave the rodent. “Though you appear unable to channel your inner charge, a Pikachu without electric power is not useless. May you find new ways to calm and pacify your opponents. Perhaps the charm and sexual prowess you possess as a Breeder may see you through the strife and hardships of an explorer.” “Err… wait, a breeder? What do you mean by that? And why’d you say it like it was some sorta title?” Jack questioned, a brow raised curiously with an idle twitch in his malehood. “Because it is! For us Pokemon, there’s a distinct difference between breeding and being a Breeder. The primary purpose is quite similar of course–sex to procreate and reproduce blah blah–but as a Breeder, your sexual capabilities are much higher than that of someone just having sex to impregnate. Your body was made to fuck, to rut, to breed, to satisfy~ Breeders have unnaturally high and active libidos, very frequently active and easy to arousal. Though unnatural for regular Pokemon, for a Breeder, that kind of libido is… well, natural~ And [B]major[/B] turn on to me~” Pecan purred sultrily at her partner, nudging him with a smirk. “Sex drives in many Pokemon have suddenly peaked well beyond what was once normal as of late.” Milotic began, clearing her voice a bit. “It is a very peculiar phenomenon that has affected thousands–hundreds of thousands all around the continent. No one knows where this sudden intense sex drive has come from but none have heard complaints of its arrival. We Pokemon are already quite sex positive and sexually expressive naturally so a sudden libido spike is of little alarm to us, though many of the Civil are still adapting to seeing sex so publicly expressed because of it.” “It wasn’t always normal to walk down Treasure Town and spot some of the vendors buckin’ hips with each other so shamelessly.” Pecan included, patting Jack’s back. “Normally, they’d do that stuff a li’l more secretly like behind their booths or during breaks in private. Everyone havin’ sex with each other is all normal, but it’s still new to see someone bent over a rock and fucked silly in the middle o’ town and most people not even batting an eye at ‘em; it’s almost scary how quickly being [B]that[/B] much more sexually open has become normalized in everyday life around town. You’d think crowds would form or orgies would start the second someone starts fuckin’ like Lopunny but nope! Though some do still stop and watch at times. Don’t blame ‘em, sex is fuckin’ hot~” “Err… so you’re sayin’, like… I could just, like, go up to someone and. Like. Flirt…” Jack started, blushing a little and looking between the two women who nodded. “Honestly, you could probably go up to someone and start eating them out and they’d submit on the spot and fuck you.” Pecan finished for him with a smirk. “I’d say don’t go getting any ideas but… nah, think I wanna play this out~ Treasure Town could use a second town slut~ Cover both grounds, male and female sexes for the masses to enjoy. Not everyone is into sopping wet pussy but there are far too many who’d love a hung dick in their holes~” She grabbed the male’s girth for emphasis, giving his sensitive dick a squeeze and watching the chu shudder and growl with instinctive hunger. “Fuck… then we should go to this Treasure Town place, huh? Maybe I can find somewhere to stay for the time being while I… ahem… [I]discover myself.[/I]” Jack proposed, his cock twitching in the Emolga’s hold idly pumping along his length. Forget going back to whatever life he had before this, a world of horny Pokemon that would have sex with him? What could be better than that for someone like him? “Hop on my back, you two. I can get you back to the beach in a matter of minutes through the cave opening here.” Milotic stretched her form outwards toward the two electric-types. The couple hopped onto her silky body, neither minding the leftover sweat from her recent activities–they could take a quick dip in the water if they wanted anyway. “Hold on now, we’ll be there in no time!” The two clung to her body as best they could before the large serpent practically cut through the water at breakneck speeds. She lunged through the small opening in the cave wall and out into the open ocean, Treasure Town visible in the distance. “Whoa…” From afar, Jack was able to see the cliffside town in its entirety, the small huts and booths where vendors set up their homes and shops, the peculiar pink building further back that looked designed based on a Wigglytuff catching his eye. Though what really stole the show was the shape of the very cliff’s edge, stalagmites and stalactites alike forming razor sharp teeth at the front of a shark’s open mouth–the stone cliff carved to resemble a Sharpedo. It was a marvelous sight–no way it was made naturally but beautiful in its craftsmanship regardless. He hadn’t much time to enjoy the sights from the ocean however as, true to Milotic’s word, they were at the beach in no time, even quicker than she’d initially predicted. “Here we are, dears. You two be safe now. And feel free to visit my cavern any time~ Royalty deserves to unwind occasionally as well.” She smiled at the pair, giving Jack a sultry wink before waving them goodbye with her fanned tail and returning to her home in the depths of Beach Cave. The couple were once again standing at the beach together, Pecan turning towards the Pikachu, eyes immediately locked on the still glistening erection between his legs. Were it not getting so late, she’d probably jump him and fuck him right now but there were other pressing matters to attend to. “So, Jack. You mentioned wanting to stay in Treasure Town?” Pecan started, getting the chu’s attention from the ocean. “Hmm? Oh, yeah. Like you said before we went in that cave, I just kinda manifested into existence outta nothing or whatevs. I don’t have a place to call my own, don’t got any friends or family or even know where to go. Well, most of that’s true at least.” He looked over at Pecan, blushing a little and placing a paw on her shoulder. “I got a friend now~” “You corny bastard.” She chuckled and grabbed him, tugging the chu in to give him a playful bite on the cheek. “Ow! What the heck, you dork!” Jack couldn’t help but chuckle with her though, the two sharing a momentary embrace, ignoring the brushing of his fat dick against her soft belly. “So, you wouldn’t happen to have any ideas of accommodations for me, would ya?” “Well, I do have a little place I stay in just outside of the main part of town. You coooould live with me there. Oooor…” She began, lips curling upward in an excited smirk. “Oooorrrr?” “You saw that Wigglytuff building on the way back to the beach, right?” “Uhh… yeah, I did. It was kinda odd but it really caught my eye. It was the only building that looked like a Pokemon, what’s up with that? Some rich egotistical type in town?” “Nope nope, nothing like that. That building is designed based on the owner of that place. It happens to be a guild where Pokemon can form teams and work as apprentices under the Guildmaster’s training regimen. I’ve never joined a guild myself–I’ve always explored solo, but I’ve seen the inside of guilds in some other towns I’ve frequented. They’re super cozy and usually have a really nice and tightly knit community that’s almost like a second family!” The shiny Emolga then stopped for a moment, looking down at the sand. “Truth be told… I’ve not really been [I]exploring[/I] so much as I’ve just been [I]traveling[/I] so to speak… Lately, I’ve been thinking of what I wanna do with my life. I’ve been all over the continent many times now, I sorta know this place like the back of my paw. Yet despite practically seein’ the world, I’ve got nothin’ really memorable about it all.” “Wow, that sounds… miserable.” “Kinda! I mean, imagine seeing the [B]world[/B] and you’ve got nothing to say about it! Like, could it be any worse than that?? But that’s where you come along. See, I’m kinda in the same boat as you in a way; I’ve had plenty sex in my very horny life sure, but of all the loads I’ve drank and milked into my holes, I’ve never really [I]connected[/I] with any of them in a way I’ve kinda felt with you already. Those guys are just means to an end in a way, a horny Emolga satisfying herself on the horny male of the day. Sure, we’re [I]friendly[/I] to each other but we’re not exactly at a true [I]friend[/I] status. It’s more positive acquaintances with greetings passin’ each other and the occasional push me against a tree or rock and bury a load or two in my ass before continuing our days. But you… even lookin’ me over and clearly wantin’ at me like a wild Lycanroc, you haven’t once tried just having at me then going on your way.” Jack blushed a bit at that. It was true, he was eyeing her up a [B]lot[/B] and to say he wanted to fuck her just as much was an understatement. “Well… I mean, you’re [B]incredibly[/B] fucking attractive to me. But you know, you’re the first Pokemon I’ve met and I kinda don’t want that to just be some pump and dump kinda ordeal, especially since I have no idea where I am and where I’d go. Making a real friend first would be very ideal not just to benefit my needs but because a good partner by your side just makes life so much better.” Now it was Pecan’s turn to blush. She smiled at the chu, surprised at how well thought out he was for someone with amnesia and thrown into a whole new world. “Wow… uh yeah, no yeah that’s like, actually kinda how I’ve felt lately. I love all the sex but man, someone to really call a [B]friend[/B] would be great. But I don’t want that to just be anybody. I’d kinda been reserved about reaching out more to others because… I kinda want that first real friend of mine to come with me in joining a guild together. We’d explore all sorts of Mystery Dungeons all around the continent, not to mention being in a guild means we’d have free housing accommodations, something you could definitely use since you don’t have a job or anything to make money to [B]afford[/B] your own housing. Plus, exploration and adventure are the highlights of this world; Pokemon all over of all shapes and sizes are always exploring the world! It’s a very fun life but it’s dangerous if you haven’t the experience. We’d kill two Pidgey with one Geo Pebble that way; you get free housing and training, I get to finally join a guild with a good and trusted partner!...” Pecan stopped for a moment, looking back up at Jack. “...Err, but I’m getting ahead of myself. I should probably, y’know… properly [B]ask[/B] you if you’d like to do that. With me and all. Is that something that would interest you, Jack? Joining a guild together?” “You definitely advertise it as something very ideal for me. A tightly knit community, family togetherness, free housing, world experience–” “Oh! I almost forgot that the work we’d do also comes with pay. So you’d be living mostly free [B]and[/B] that training doubles as a job! Guild sponsored teams and apprenticeship [I]is[/I] paid work.” “Then I’m sold.” Jack nodded in agreement, “I mean, I was already sold just getting to be with you but making money off of becoming a better Pokemon? Didn’t think a perfect life could get better~” “Shit, then let’s go get ourselves signed up! It’s not too late, if we hurry, maybe we could even start tonight if they accept us!” Excited and full of glee, Pecan took the Pikachu’s paw in her own and the two hurried into town with Wigglytuff’s Guild in the near horizon, awaiting its newest recruits.