This is a non-profit fanfiction created for entertainment purposes only. I do not own any of the characters presented within this story nor did I profit from this work. Pokemon is owned by Nintendo and Gamefreak. Please support the official release. ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Pocket Monster Encounters 4 - Ghastly Night Everyone always said the path to becoming a Pokemon Master was a difficult one. A path that was wrought with battles and travel to far reaches so that you may prove your skill and the skills of your chosen Pokemon. The path of glory. What most didn't mention was how odd it could be. Traveling on the road to the various towns that hosted gyms you were likely to encounter a few strange events. After all when you spend enough time out in the world and you'll have to interact with it. However it was the gyms and the leaders themselves that caught Lyra off guard. Lyra had come to obtain three badges, having battled and defeated three gym leaders previous on her journey. In each instance she noted that the gyms were often kept in the most odd and eccentric of ways. Towers with glass floors, sliding carts made to look like Pokemon and mazes you had to navigate for the final battle. If you pressed her for a comment she'd admit that all of these were really cool and made her excited to see the next gym. However there was no denying how weird it all was. Ecruteak Gym was no exception as the entire place was like a cave that was difficult to traverse through the darkness. While it was a bit unnerving to be in such a place Lyra managed to both navigate the peculiar gym and locate the Gym Leader, Morty, at the back of the cavern. More than just locate him, Lyra was smiling brightly as she had just defeated Morty and his unusual collection of Ghost-Type Pokemon. They were kind of scary but really cool. Actually she could have described their trainer the same way. The tall, blond man wore a slimming set of white pants along with a black sweater, complimented by his unusual purple scarf with the red accents on both ends. When Lyra had approached him he'd spoken of some glimpse of a future with a strong trainer, using powers he'd harnessed in this cave. At the beginning of the battle he'd made it clear that he believed this was himself, however now that it was over... "How is this possible..." Morty said to himself, looking at the Pokeball that held his now defeated Gengar. It had been a tough match but Lyra had pulled through at the end with her own varied assortment of Pokemon. She recalled her Marill into its own ball, the little Pokemon worn out from the great exertion. "That was a really amazing battle." Lyra complimented him, holding back her excitement as she didn't want to appear childish before the Gym Leader. "Thank you for the chance to put ourselves to the test, I learned a lot." She extended her hand to him, hoping it didn't seem awkward or weird after she'd just won. Morty was still reeling from the loss but at the sight of her offering he couldn't help but take her hand and shake it firmly. "I don't think our potentials are so different. But you seem to have something more than that... So be it. The Badge is yours." Reaching into his pocket Morty produced the fog badge and handed it over to Lyra. Even in the dark cave it seemed to shine with a beautiful quality and the interesting design reminded Lyra of a purple ghost similar to a Haunter. "Here is another thing... I want you to have this, too. It's Shadow Ball. Use it if it appeals to you." The gym leader handed Lyra a small case with the information on how to teach her Pokemon the new move. "Is it really okay for me to have this too?" "Of course, you've proven yourself worthy of the Fog Badge. I wish to see how far you can climb with that strength. I'm certain you'll be able to make it to the next gym with your Pokemon." "Wow, thank you so much! I really appreciate it." Lyra said sounding giddy and looking at the new Pokemon Technique. She wondered if any of her current team could learn the ability. It was something she could look into later after she had a chance to rest for the night. "I'm happy you arrived when you did, it being Sunday night the gym would have been closed tomorrow and the next day. But now that you've come I can see I'll need to try other forms of training to reach your level." Lyra felt her cheeks flush at the compliment, wanting to hide under her hat. She wasn't used to this kind of praise, even when she won. Coming from the handsome gym leader it made it all the more difficult to accept. "Th-thank you! I'm happy I got to meet you too." She said and put her hands behind her back, smiling up at him and leaning forward. Morty glanced away for a moment and she wondered if maybe he thought she was flirting with him. Not that she wasn't, but if he did did that mean he thought she was cute? Maybe he did!? Wouldn't that be something? Sure he was a little older but if they were just admiring each other that was fine right? She wouldn't mind an older boyfriend anyway. Morty cleared his throat "Well, I suppose I should heal my Pokemon. I believe you'll need to take yours to the Pokemon Center for treatment?" Lyra realized there had been a moment for a while that no one had said a word while she was staring at him and felt a little embarrassed. "Oh, that's right! I should get going and take care of that." "I'll see you to the door." She felt her stomach jump a little when he offered to walk her out and happily accepted, letting him lead her through the dark path in the underground gym. She could have found her own way out easily enough but there was no reason not to let him spend more time with her. Once they were at the front doors Morty held it for her and reluctantly she stepped outside, turning to face him before departing. "I'll be looking forward to hearing how far you make it from here. I'll also train to one day meet you at your level." "So you'd like to meet up again some time?" Lyra asked trying to look as cute as she possibly could. "I think it could only yield positive results for me." That was just the kind of thing she liked to hear from a man. "Farewell trainer... oh, I realized just now I never got your name." "You can call me Lyra! I'll be sure to see you again after I've made it to the Pokemon League. Have a great weekend." "Have a safe trip, Lyra." The two waved and Lyra proceeded down the road to the Pokemon Center while Morty locked the door to the gym after her. She took several steps away from the building before being sure that she'd be out of both eyesight and earshot. Once she was confident she'd travel far enough Lyra leaped into the air and laughed in joy. "I did it!" She shouted to herself. "I did it, I did it! I got my fourth badge! Yeah!" She skipped in a circle, clutching the badge tightly until two women passing by took notice of her. Ceasing her celebration and waving sheepishly to them the women congratulated her and then proceeded about their business. Despite the embarrassing display she still felt fantastic. "I really did it. I'm well on my way to the Pokemon League." The rush was like nothing she could have prepared for. A feeling of pure excitement after such a hard fought victory. But while her battle had been fun she was now left with the task of healing her Pokemon and finding a place to rest. "Guess I'm sleeping at the Pokemon Center again." It wasn't so bad. The center had cots for people like her that were on their Pokemon Journey so they wouldn't have to sleep in the streets or on public benches. Along with water and usually some food to eat, some of the nicer ones even had showers. Still if she ever got her hands on enough money she'd gladly trade up to her own motel room from the public accommodations and having to share a space with other people. Well that wasn't entirely true, there was one person she'd like to share a room with. "He asked me my name." Lyra said happily to herself, thinking about the Gym Leader she'd just defeated. Maybe he was only interested in her ability to battle but she could imagine a few scenarios where they could do other things together. Not that she was ready to do something like that with a guy she just met, but seeing him in person filled her with the kind of confidence that she might want to try. Letting out a breath of hot air she tried to focus herself on what she actually had to do; get cleaned up and rest for the night. Fantasize about sexy Pokemon trainers later. Lyra saw the reddish glow on the street ahead of her and recognized the light of the Pokemon Center. It wouldn't be long now till she'd be asleep and on her way to the next town. Checking her bag for anything she might need before she'd retire for the night, Lyra walked only half paying attention to what was in front of her. Which might have explained how the Pokemon managed to sneak up without her noticing. "Geh geh geh geh geh!" "Wha-what!?" She jumped back and held her arms in front of her in defense, a black sphere-like Pokemon with a purple haze around it floating before her. "What the... a Ghastly?" "Geh!" The Pokemon said confidently. "Oh wow, are you a wild Ghastly?" Lyra asked, amazed she'd run into a Ghost-Type Pokemon out in the open without a trainer in the middle of a city. "I met a Pokemon just like you back at the Ecruteak Gym." "Geh geh geh." The Pokemon "laughed" in response, seeming pleased she recognized it. "Are you lost little guy? I can try to help you if you need it." Lyra asked, wondering if maybe he belonged to a student of Morty's or something like that. If so getting him back to his trainer would both help the Pokemon out and put in a good word with her with the hot Gym Leader. As she was asking the Pokemon what it wanted with her though the ghostly creature's eyes glowed a strange color. Staring back into his gaze she felt like she knew what it was doing but couldn't place her finger on it. "Hey... is that..." Oh yeah, that was what happened when a Pokemon used Hypnosis. A fact confirmed for her as her own eyes began to close and the strength started to leave her legs. Before she could speak Lyra had succumbed to the Pokemon's technique, and lost consciousness. When she slowly came to again Lyra noticed several things were wrong compared to how she remembered them. For one she wasn't on the street anymore in Ecruteak City, instead now on her knees on a carpet in a room where the lights had all been turned off. Her eyesight had adjusted to the dark and she was able to tell that around her was a bed, night stands, two doors (one likely a closet and the other the door to the room) and most alarmingly someone sleeping on the bed before her. Furthermore as she moved to get to her feet she could feel the carpet touching her bare skin all along her legs and feet, her shoes and socks no longer on her body. A quick scan of her form revealed that in fact all of her clothing was missing, including her underwear and even her hat! Taking in a deep breath and fighting off an urge to panic, Lyra slowly reached around and pinched her arm to test if she was awake. There was however a very unfortunate feeling of pain to confirm for her that this was not some kind of dream but instead very real. Her hands went from her sides to over her breasts as she looked around to see if she could spot her clothing somewhere as well as a weapon to defend herself with when she found the person that did this to her. She needed her possessions and her Pokemon as fast as possible. Turning around Lyra ignored the person on the bed and instead tried the door to the bedroom. Her hand grasped around the handle and before she could turn it a face popped through the door. "Geh!" "Gah!" Lyra shouted in return, completely startled now and covering herself when the Pokemon appeared. "You!" "Geh geh geh!" The Ghastly laughed at her, but Lyra didn't find it as cute this time. She was angry but also scared and held back the tears that threatened to fall. "This isn't funny! What did you do with my clothes? Where are my Pokemon!?" The Ghastly's grin never left, instead just floating over to a corner of the room. Lyra looked at the bed to see whoever was there was under the covers and still not awake. Just as well, she didn't want to be caught naked in some stranger's room because of a dirty prank their Pokemon did. Following the Ghastly she found her clothes, bag and hat had all been laid in a neat pile on the ground, as if Lyra had removed them herself. "Did you make me do this?" "Geh." The Pokemon responded, seeming to affirm her question. "Why!? Whatever, it doesn't matter. I'm getting out of here now." Lyra moved forward to put her clothes on but the Ghastly intercepted her, floating quickly into her path and suddenly slathering her across her chest and up over her face with its long tongue. She wanted to yell with fury now over the disgusting feeling against her bare skin but when she tried to shout she found her body couldn't move. She couldn't speak, in fact she could even turn to look away from the position she was in. That was when she'd realized that the Pokemon had paralyzed her with his Lick attack, her muscles locking up on her. Lyra didn't understand why it was doing this, but after the Pokemon had frozen her it floated up close to her face and looked her in the eye. She was certain it would use Hypnosis again and she feared what that was going to mean, but instead something completely unexpected to her occurred. It kissed her. As much of a kiss as you could call it from something that didn't have lips in the first place. But the Pokemon pressed its closed mouth right against her own. Lyra wasn't sure what that meant until she felt something press itself into her mouth. She wondered if it was actually trying to having a passionate kiss with her!? But instead she felt the object in her mouth get larger, and in fact it traveled deeper and down into her throat. As if she was trying to swallow something large but fluid, like a thermos of soup in one large gulp. Before she could process what was going into her body her eyelids closed and she passed out again. This time when Lyra awoke she'd been laying down on the same carpet she'd found herself on previously, slowly picking herself up off the ground. Even though she got to her feet faster this time around there was something different, a sort of weightlessness to her form that was unfamiliar. It was similar to being in a dream state but somehow a lot more vivid. Before long she realized that once she was standing she was moving around in all sorts of ways, extending her legs and her arms, feeling her skin and her form, taking in deep breaths. It was as if she was feeling her body for the first time. Then her head turned to the person laying in the bed and spoke. "Geh." "'Geh'? I didn't want to say 'Geh'. Wait, why am I not saying this now?" The words were happening in her head but nothing was coming out of her mouth. That was when the truth occurred to her. "That Ghastly possessed my body!" Even though she was shouting angrily on the inside her body on the outside didn't seem to react, instead focused on its new goal. "What's it doing with me? Stop this, get out of my body right now!" The Ghastly either didn't listen to her or didn't hear her, instead the now possessed Lyra sat on the side of the bed and pulled the sheets up, revealing a naked man sleeping on his back underneath. But not just any man. "Why is Morty here!?" Lyra thought in a panic, seeing the blond man before her in a way she had never expected to. "Oh no, he's going to wake up and see me like this! Hey, Ghastly, get out of me right now!" "Geh geh." The possessed Lyra said out loud, looking over the figure and rubbing her neck and collar bone in excitement. When she looked down both noticed that Morty's erection was full exposed to them. "Whoa... No! Don't look at that! I'm not allowed to see that right now. Are you listening to me!?" The possessed Lyra certainly wasn't, instead she leaned in with a smile on her face not unlike the Ghastly that possessed her. Reached out with one soft hand, Lyra felt her fingers wrap around Morty's erection and stroke it softly. "STOP! Don't touch it!" She thought as hard as she could, unable to get the message across. Even though she wasn't in control she could still feel everything her body was doing, seeing through her own eyes as someone else controlled her. "He's going to wake up for sure, this is the worst moment of my life!" Surprisingly though Morty didn't wake up, in fact he didn't move much at all despite the enthusiasm Lyra's hand was beginning to move with. Her other hand reached beneath Morty and held onto his testicles, rubbing and stroking him as if she were inspecting him in utter fascination. While this was in fact Lyra's first encounter with the male anatomy in this fashion, she couldn't have imagined herself being this cavalier about it. "Oh gosh oh gosh I can feel every bit of him." While it was continuing to scare her that she couldn't stop her body from acting like this she felt an equal amount of fascination. So this was what a man looked like exposed. She didn't expect it to feel quite so... solid. And soft at the same time. "He's in my hands. I can't believe I'm touching a guy like this." Her body was breathing harder in excitement now and Lyra could feel the warmth in her form. "I shouldn't be getting excited, this is wrong! Stop it while we can still get away." "Geh geh geh." The possessed Lyra said as she licked her lips, much to the horror of the real Lyra watching just beneath her own gaze. Soon after her mouth opened and she took Morty's erection into her lips, slowly moving her head down to let it fill her mouth. Morty's body moved slightly under her and she could hear him let out a breath, but he still didn't wake up. As she pulled her mouth back up her lips dragged across his erection and slipped off with a wet sucking noise. "I tasted him." Lyra thought to herself in shock. "I could taste him on my tongue! It was in my mouth!" Sex wasn't something Lyra was ignorant of but she never thought she'd do something like this to a man. At least not so soon after meeting him, or that her first time would involve her doing things with her mouth. "That was a blow job right? I can't believe this perverted Pokemon is using me to give a man a blowjob! Get out of my body already!" It didn't listen, instead the possessed Lyra began to enjoy herself further. Licking her tongue up the length of his erection and back down to the base again. Taking time to suck at the tip of his cock and at his balls as well when her mouth moved back down again. No matter how much she protested internally she could feel her body becoming more excited with the act. Her physical form soon taking his cock into her lips and bobbing her head up and down against him. Taking him far enough that Lyra would have gagged if she'd attempted herself but finding the ghost possessing her knew exactly how to perform the act. "This is so messed up, I'm getting turned on by this." As the possessed version of her sucked Morty's cock her hips wiggled back and forth, something Lyra recognized she did when she felt herself getting an urge when she met an attractive guy. "I don't want to become some kind of sex hungry pervert, aren't you done yet?" Lyra complained, losing the energy to stay angry as the feelings of her body were effecting her thoughts. Suddenly Morty began to groan, a sign the ghost in Lyra's body recognized and caused it to double her efforts. Her fingers gripped around his cock as her head moved up and down along with her hand, trying to coax him further. Her dedication was rewarded as Lyra felt something hot fill her mouth and her lips close around the tip of his cock, letting the substance let loose inside. When it seemed to end she pulled her head from his body and carefully swallowed, drinking the substance in careful swallows. "Ew! What was that!? Did he just cum in my mouth!? Ick, I can still taste it. This is what cum tastes like?" She didn't know what to make of it but knew that it was something she wasn't eager to repeat right away. Once her possessed form had drank its fill her focus was renewed. "Get out of my body!" "Geh geh geh." Possessed Lyra laughed to herself, wiping her lips clean and admiring her work. Satisfied with her fun she stood up from the bed carefully, her body warm and shaky. Closing her eyes she opened her mouth and let a purple, gaseous form seep out. The cloud grew above her until it reformed into that of the Pokemon Ghastly, leaving Lyra standing dazed and shaken nearby. She was furious at the Pokemon for using her to get its kicks and angrier still that her body was aroused from having been forced into those acts. Turning around Lyra took a few uncertain steps towards her clothes. "Stupid... awful... monster." She complained, reaching down to grab at her bag. But before she could a hand fell onto her shoulder suddenly. A frightening thing as the only other thing besides herself that should be awake in the room didn't have hands. Lyra looked over her shoulder to see a Haunter floating nearby. "Who... what are you..." "Hau hau hau." The Haunter replied with a wicked grin. She realized suddenly what happened the last time a Ghost-Type Pokemon snuck up on her and reached down for her bag quickly, looking for a repel that might force the Pokemon off of her. She was too late however as she felt a long, wet tongue glide along her back and send a shock wave through her body. It had frozen her with the Lick attack, like the Ghastly before it. She wanted to argue but knew what was likely to come next, unable to speak in protest. Even with that knowledge it surprised her when she felt the Pokemon's clawed hands reach between her legs and spread her pussy open. "W-wait..." She managed to mutter in horror, but was unable to stop the ghost as it slid its way inside of her. It was similar to the Ghastly slipping down her throat but somehow more shocking, her body shuddering as the Ghost-Type Pokemon's form became the liquid like substance that filled her up and slipped deep inside of her body. Before long Lyra's world went dark again. She awoke on the soft carpet, unaware of how much time had passed. Rising to her knees Lyra's body was moving without her own input once more. This time the Haunter was taking her body for a ride. Much like the Ghastly before it the Haunter took its time feeling herself, testing the way her body moved and all the sensations she was capable of. Though it found one place of particular interest. Sitting down on the carpet the possessed Lyra spread her legs apart and rubbed her pussy with her hand, something her body had been desiring since that Ghastly had used her to have oral sex with the man on the bed. "Stop touching there! You're going to make me not want to do it anymore." Masturbation was something Lyra enjoyed from time to time when she got the chance, usually in the shower when she was able to get one on her journeys. But this thing using her body was going to make weird associations so she wouldn't be able to have fun with it again. "Cut it out, I don't want to enjoy this." "Hau!" Possessed Lyra said, very much enjoying the sensation she was giving to herself. As if she'd learned how to pleasure her body for the first time. Her other hand began to rub her breast, adding to the pleasurable sensation. It wasn't until she felt she might actually climax that the ghost finally let her stop. Though it had other plans in mind. Getting to her feet Lyra approached Morty's bed. "No! No no no! Don't you dare!" Lyra shouted but it didn't matter, her body was focused on Morty and his cock, which inexplicably was still erect despite the thorough work she'd done on him before. "Hau." Possessed Lyra said eagerly, climbing over Morty with little regards for being subtle or quiet. Amazingly he still didn't wake up and Lyra wondered if maybe they'd used Hypnosis to put him to sleep as well. She didn't have much time to ponder it as she felt her hips lower down onto his cock and her body penetrated. "This wasn't how my first time was supposed to go! I swear I'll get revenge on you Pokemon!" Lyra shouted furiously from inside, though she couldn't deny the sensation she was feeling right now. She wanted this and didn't all at once. It didn't go as easily as she expected though, the possessed Lyra slowly lowering herself against Morty's lap and wincing as her body adjusted to taking him inside of her. Despite being as eager as she'd ever felt in her life for sex it was still difficult to move forward. Her hips lowered a little bit at at time, trying to endure having his cock inside her. While she learned to adjust her body to its new limits she stared at Morty's face with a bright smile. "It's enjoy it. It really likes doing this to him, using me! They're using me to use him!" She didn't know if they'd chosen her for a reason or if she'd just been the luck of their draw. Either way her heart was pounding and she felt as though maybe it was worth it to be this close to him too. "Are they brain washing me? I'm starting to want this a lot more." "H-hau." Lyra's possessed form said in a hot breath, finally able to lower herself down all the way onto Morty's cock. It felt good and hot and invasive and was something her body was screaming for. Leaning forward onto his chest Lyra began to move her hips up and down slowly, dragging herself along his length in what was the most erotic sensation of her life. She began to pant with her tongue hanging from her lips, losing herself to the emotion. "Oh my gosh, is this what sex feels like? This is so good! Is it always this good or is it because of them?" Her hips were moving with more intent now and Lyra found herself not wanting to oppose the spirit that took over her body any more. "I can't believe I'm having sex with the Gym Leader from earlier, I've always wanted try something like this! My body feels hot..." "Hau! Hau!" Lyra's body sat upright on the bed now, bouncing on Morty's cock and using his stomach to keep her balance. Closing her eyes tightly Lyra's toes curled against her feet as her pussy squeezed hard around him, shaking from the orgasm that passed through her body. Both Lyra and the spirit within her were left speechless after the feeling of their climax. Leaning forward Lyra's head rested on Morty's chest, her cheek finding comfort against his skin. Lifting her hips upward she slid his cock out of her pussy with a moan and rested on him again, her arms hugging around his body. "Oh... wow. I've never felt like that before." It was probably wrong. She knew it was wrong. She'd been violated herself and they'd done the same together to Morty. But right now she felt so good and it felt so great laying in bed with him. "I don't want to leave this spot." Sadly though, Lyra wasn't the one in charge of her actions. Slowly the possessed Lyra picked herself up off of Morty and shakily stood on the carpet. Her thighs were wet from sex and her muscles were weak from her orgasm. Yet somehow she felt very good about herself. Leaning forward and resting her hands on the bed, Lyra groaned as she felt a thick substance pass through her sensitive body and out of her. The substance forming a purple cloud of spiritual energy that took the form of the Haunter that had controlled her moments earlier. With the spirit outside her body Lyra dropped to her knees and laid her head on the bed, feeling considerably weaker now. "Oh wow... oh wow. Oh wow." She repeated, still reeling from the session of sex. "I... I'm so spent... tired." Lyra groaned, unsure if she could even make it out of this room tonight. Pondering what she might be able to say to Morty that would allow her to wake up in his bed the next morning, she suddenly felt a hand touching her shoulder again. Turning her head lazily, Lyra saw another Haunter floating before the one that had just used her body for their sexual encounter. "Hut hut hut." The Pokemon said in an odd laughing tone, but Lyra just shook her head. "I can't do more." She explained, panting. "There's nothing more... left in me." Despite her protest the new Haunter floated behind her body, Lyra feeling it's clawed hands gripping her ass. "Hey! I said I'm tired! That's enough, what are you even..." Then she felt the clawed finger pressing against her other hole. "Wait... Wait! Not that!" It was too late though, the Ghost-Type Pokemon was already in the process of possessing her. Lyra felt her ass fill slowly, the Pokemon seeping its way inside of her. Her fingers gripped onto the bed sheets and she grit her teeth, growling as her ass was invaded by the Haunter. It seemed to take the longest of any of them and Lyra felt all of it pressing slowly inside of her. Until mercifully everything went black and she passed out. When Lyra came to again she was still in position leaning over the edge of the bed, her body sore from all the activity earlier but refilled with energy now that she had a new passenger inside her. Her possessed form stood on her feet and ran her hands over her body, seeming to enjoy the feel of her own skin. "Hut hut hut." Lyra laughed to herself, giving her ass a spank and taking in a breath from the feeling of the sting on her skin. "I don't think I can take much more." Lyra thought as the new spirit played with herself. She worried that there might be a whole line of Ghost-Type Pokemon waiting to use her body for sex. While the last time around had felt good she didn't think she could handle having that many spirits continue to use her. "Hurry up, I'm gonna pass out." Her possessed body crawled onto the bed, gripping Morty's still erect cock in her hands and slowly stroking it. She could feel a dampness on his skin and realized with some embarrassment that was from her when she'd last climaxed over him. She felt a mixture of pride and guilt over having claimed this part of his body with her own. But those emotions suddenly left as Morty began to sit up in bed. "Oh no! He's awake! Someone put him to sleep or paralyze him or something! Abort! Run! At least let go!" Despite her panic Lyra's possessed body didn't release her grip on Morty's cock. Instead when he sat up she leaned in and confidently kissed him on the lips. "What are you doing!?" Instead of pulling away Morty embraced Lyra in his arms, the girl opening her mouth and deepening the kiss with him. Lyra was confused now, wondering if he'd been awake all of this time and had the Pokemon use her body for him or if he was under some kind of spell. Either way she noted that kissing him was really nice. Even if it had been almost the last thing she'd done with a boy so far it was intoxicating in a way and as the kiss lingered she found herself wanting it to go on and on. "He's really good at this. Am I doing good? I can't even fix myself if I'm not. Does kissing always feel this good?" Suddenly her body broke the kiss with him and Lyra was wishing she had some sort of say in all of this to keep it going. But the one calling the shots had other ideas. Lyra's body turned to face the other way, getting on all fours now and leaning her head down. Rubbing her ass she gave it a little spank and looked over her shoulder at him. "Hut!" "Wait... you're not going to... my body can't take that!" After remembering what the Haunter had done to enter her Lyra began to panic. Morty had barely fit inside her pussy and while it had felt amazing she didn't think the rest of her was going to be able to deal as easily. Gripping onto the bed sheets possessed Lyra watched as Morty slid behind her and felt his cock press against her ass. She felt him tease her by rubbing the length of it along her behind and her body become more eager in return. Her hips moving up and down, looking to encourage him to take advantage of her. Before long a wet lubricant was poured over her ass and rubbed against her entrance carefully. "What is that? It's so wet and slippery." Lyra thought to herself, her body being prepared and Lyra finding herself eager to know how this was going to feel. "He had that already? Was he planning this?" She wondered how far in advance these ghosts had set things in motion. Her mind didn't linger long though as the first sensation hit. "Hut!" Lyra cried out as a finger pushed inside her ass, slowly stroking against the entrance and working its way into her. Even with it being smaller than what she'd expected the feeling was still a shock and her body was working to relax and allow it to happen. Her legs spread apart more to allow him easier access, his finger carefully working further inside. Lyra's right hand moved between her legs to rub her pussy. "It feels good! It actually feels good! I didn't think it could but... I don't want it to stop." Maybe it was the ghost warping her mind or maybe she was more perverted than she'd ever thought, but she didn't want to fight these urges anymore. Lyra was happy to let the spirit do as it wanted with her. Morty's hand spanked against her ass and her body clenched a little. It stung, but it felt good at the same time. "I think I'm going to want to do this again..." Morty's finger finally removed itself from her and Lyra's possessed form used both hands now to hold onto the bed, bracing itself. Slowly she felt his cock press inside of her, moving carefully to slip into her ass. While it felt even bigger this time than before Lyra also took it better than she'd expected. The combination of the lube, the preparation and her possessor making her relax allowing things to go without too much discomfort. Soon after Morty began to move in and out with only some of his cock plunging into Lyra's body, enough to make her pant hard. "Hut! Hut! Hut!" "I'm going crazy. I don't care what happens anymore, I love this so much." Another spank crossed across Lyra's ass, making her body clench and feel that sting of pain again she was growing fond of. With careful aim and movement she felt Morty press into her and give a stinging spank, then slowly pulling back, only to move forward and repeat again. Lyra's eyes rolled back in her head as she felt the shaking sensation between her legs. "I'm cumming again, this is the best I've ever felt." She couldn't tell if the ghost was manipulating her thoughts through these sensations but it didn't matter, she enjoyed them. Behind her Morty let out a deep moan and carefully pulled himself out of her ass. Even with the slow separation she let out a hard gasp feeling him leave her, not ready for the change in events. Though the spirit inside her seemed to understand better than herself, turning around on all fours and gripping Morty's cock with her hand. Lyra watched from behind her own eyes as the spirit guided her fingers over him and looked up at Morty. She felt her face smile cutely at him, effortlessly like she'd tried so hard to do earlier when she'd left his gym. That smile was enough to make him climax onto her face, her possessed form stroking softly and staying before him to let him finish and cover her in his cum. He was looking at her with lust and love in his eyes. Lyra desperately wanted to make him give her that look herself. Dropping onto her side on the bed Lyra groaned and felt the spirit leave her body the same way it had entered. Though after her last adventure in bed she found releasing the Pokemon was easier than the other two. Panting hard from everything she'd been through, Lyra felt as though she might pass out right away. Her body was exhausted and her mind had been through too much to process for one night. She'd gone from being a virgin to doing more sexual acts than she was aware of in a single night and the weight of that hadn't hit her yet. Thought really... only she and these Pokemon knew it. No one else had to. Lifting her head up Lyra looked to see how Morty was faring, but he was already on his back and asleep again. The Ghost-Type Pokemon must have done something to him as well. Groaning Lyra tried to lift herself off the bed but failed completely, rolling onto her back instead. As she laid there looking up at the ceiling the Pokemon gathered around her; the Ghastly looking straight down upon her and the two Haunters on either side of her. And another set of eyes... one belonging to a different Pokemon altogether. "Wait... Gengar?" The largest of the four Pokemon smiled down at her as wickedly as the other three, leaving Lyra confused. She tried to move to reach her bag but it was useless. Instead the Gengar's eyes began to glow, and Lyra's world went black again. ********** The next morning Morty had gotten up out of bed feeling tired yet refreshed at the same time. He couldn't explain it but something about last night's sleep had left his muscles feeling sore despite waking up with an acute sense of happiness. While it made him embarrassed to admit it, even to himself, it probably had a lot to do with the dream he'd had. It was only brief glimpses of what the full dream had been but he knew it involved that girl from the Pokemon battle the other day and some rather... inappropriate things being done to her. It wasn't as though she wasn't a pretty girl. In fact she was rather cute and he was certain she was trying to flirt with him when he'd closed the gym the night before. But something like a girlfriend wasn't on Morty's list of priorities. On top of that she was a trainer who was on her journey to be a Pokemon Master. As a Gym Leader it would have been irresponsible for him to do anything that would interfere with that goal. Pursuing romantic interests with a young girl while she was still chasing her dreams was the very definition of irresponsible to him. Even if some other Gym Leaders liked to use their status to have a few "flings". After cleaning up for the day and getting dressed Morty decided he would go out and buy his breakfast instead of making it at home. Maybe getting out into the fresh air would let him clear his head and remove those impure thoughts. She was probably on her way to the next town by now anyway and Morty could focus on training himself to be able to match her for the next time they'd meet. Collecting his Pokeballs Morty let his Gengar out to tag along with him on foot. He liked to let at least one of his Pokemon roam freely while walking to give them some fresh air as well. Though letting them all go was too much even for himself, Ghost-Type Pokemon had a habit of causing mischief after all. "Ready Gengar?" The Pokemon nodded happily, seeming to be in a good mood too. "Alright, let's head out." Exiting the gym Morty turned around to lock the door behind him. He had two days off now going into his weekend and he had to figure out a new training method for him and his Pokemon to get stronger. As he was going over ideas in his head there was a tug at his pant leg and Morty looked down to see his Gengar trying to get his attention. When he saw where it was pointing Morty was approached by a familiar figure. "Lyra?" The girl from the day before was back. She was wearing the same outfit as before; a red shirt with overall shorts and a white hat with a red bow. Though oddly her clothes seemed brighter, as though she'd managed to wash them last night. Odd, considering he didn't know of any all night laundromats in Ecruteak City. Her stride was confident and she had a beaming smile on her face. "Morning Morty, how are you doing?" "I'm... fine. I thought you'd have head to the next gym by now." It was a surprise to see her, though not entirely unpleasant. This would make it difficult to get rid of his dreams from the previous night however. "Oh that can wait, I have all the time in the world really. Hey, it's your Gengar." Lyra said, leaning forward to look down at the Ghost-Type Pokemon. Funny enough Morty's Gengar seemed hesitant to approach her, looking between his trainer and Lyra with a nervous expression. "Hi Gengar, do you remember me?" The Pokemon clutched onto Morty's leg, something he was not used to seeing it do. "Gengar! Don't be so rude to her. I know you battled her Pokemon but she's trying to be friendly with you right now." Morty forced the Pokemon off of his leg and Lyra put her hand out to the Pokemon. It hesitantly stepped forward, seeming uncertain. "That's it buddy. Take my hand." Lyra said with a smile, the Pokemon eventually doing as she asked. "That wasn't so bad, was it? You're not scared of me, are you?" The Gengar slowly shook its whole body in place of not having a head to shake. "Good boy, come in closer?" Lyra put her arms out and the Pokemon moved into her embrace, cuddling up against her at the invitation. Morty was shocked. "I've... never seen him behave like this before. You have an amazing way with Pokemon." "Well something told me that he might be a little more affectionate with me than most girls." It was true, Gengar seemed to be very attached to Lyra for reasons Morty couldn't place. Normally the Pokemon behaved like most Ghost-Type; mischievous and distant. Here however she'd somehow tamed him completely. "Are you looking to get breakfast? I'm starving myself." "Yes actually. Would you like to join us? I think Gengar would enjoy your company." "I'd love to!" Lyra said brightly, petting the Pokemon and releasing her from his grasp. Though she suddenly moved up next to Morty himself and slipped an arm around his, smiling up at him in a way that caused a rush of the emotions from last night's dream to hit all at once. "Though I hope he's not the only one that will enjoy my company." "Well... I suppose if you insist." It was out of the ordinary for him, but nice at the same time. Which was how Morty found himself walking arm and arm with the girl that he was fairly certain had something to her greater than any other trainer he'd met before. "Though I'm not one that's used to small talk." "Oh I'm sure you have lots of interesting stories as a Gym Leader." "Well... now that you mention it, have you heard of the Legendary Pokemon Ho-Oh?" "A little. But I'll be happy to learn a lot more over the next few days if you have the time to tell me?" "You're spending the next two days in town?" Morty felt a blush creep over his cheeks when she squeezed his arm against her chest. "Where will you stay?" "Oh, well, I'm sure I can work something out." Lyra said glancing down at Gengar with a wink. While the gesture had left Morty confused, something more akin to intuition and less to do with clairvoyance told him she wouldn't have trouble finding a place to sleep for the next two nights in his city.