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This time involving Mewtwo and his Blaziken. Feet, stink, and some other stuff await.", "description_bbcode_parsed": "Part two of Pete's sexual - blackmailed - escapades with his party. This time involving Mewtwo and his Blaziken. Feet, stink, and some other stuff await.", "writing": "A Trainer is Trained: Chapter 2\n\nBy Draconicon\n\nPete squirmed in the grip of the vines and roots holding him against the tree trunk. Even with the Mewtwo no longer actually focusing on keeping the restraints in place, he couldn’t break free from them. He was completely stuck, and his Pokémon were still lined up before him, ready to take their turns taking advantage of his fetish for their kind.\n\nAs pleasurable as it had been enjoying a blowjob from his Alakazam and being ridden by his Golduck, he didn’t want this to keep going. As a Pokémon trainer, he should have been the ones giving them the orders, and if there was to be any sex, then he should have been the one telling them to do it with him. Instead, he was stuck with his newest Pokémon, a Mewtwo with a great deal more free will than he was used to, blackmailing him into obedience. Only when she was done making sure that he was thoroughly humiliated and capable of obeying her would she start obeying him. He swore that if she had been anything other than a legendary Pokémon, he would have just let her go and forgotten about it.\n\nInstead, he had gone along with it, and for his troubles, he was stuck against a tree in the Viridian Forest, naked, and his Mewtwo was looming over him, one foot on his leg and spreading her pussy lips apart right in front of his face, and despite the sounds of other trainers somewhere else in the forest, quite possibly close enough to see them or for that to be a worry, Pete wasn’t sure he could bring himself to worry. Not enough to beg them to stop, at any rate.\n\nMewtwo pressed herself closer, her open pussy just a few inches away from his nose. The potent musk of her arousal rushed into his nose, and he gasped at the pungent strength. It actually made his slackening cock stiffen up again, and he grunted in arousal. “What…how…” he muttered in confusion.\n\n“Did you think that Pokémon were the only ones that could be aroused by pheromones?” she asked with a little chuckle in her telepathic tone. She pressed closer still, rubbing her pussy against his face and leaving traces of her juices against his nose and his lips. Almost against his will, he stuck out his tongue and licked up the juices, the taste almost as powerful as the smell, making his cock throb in need. “Yes, that’s it…get good and randy for me…I want you to be so needy that you ‘ll do anything I tell you…not because of blackmail…but because you want to.”\n\nIn spite of himself, Pete felt his cock getting harder and harder with every breath that he took of the psychic Pokémon’s powerful scent. It was sinking into his head, much like the smell of a female’s heat must get into the head of an animal or something. It was getting harder and harder for him to think, and more important than ever that he get his dick into something. He humped ineffectually against his bonds: he struggled to get his hands free so that he could jerk off. Everything was useless. As long as he was trapped in the vines, there was nothing that he would be able to do, and Mewtwo knew it.\n\nAnd still she kept teasing. Grinding her groin against his face, giving him more and more samples of her juices and her pheromones, she also kept talking in his head. “That’s it…that’s it, human…lose your control…you’re going to do what I want…just what I want…because you want me to give you some relief for your dick…you want me to play with your cock…or let you do it. You want me to give you your release. Well, first you’re going to give me mine, or you’re going to be locked up in your bonds for the rest of the way, with the rest of the Pokémon in your team teasing you even more than I am. Do you understand?”\n\nAs much as he was still in the thrall of her pheromones, he nodded. It was a short, almost non-existant nod, but it was enough for the Pokémon to recognize. “Good boy,” she said with a titter of laughter. “Now, for now, I’m going to leave you in there. You do a good job, and I’ll let you out for a little bit of relief for that dick of yours. Understand?” He nodded again. “Good.”\n\nPete watched blankly as she slowly turned around. She lifted her tail and laid one of her hand against her ass, the thick fingers patting the rounded cheek. After a moment, she reached back with her other hand and pulled the butt cheeks apart, revealing the little twitching pucker between them. It was tighter looking, and definitely smaller, than a human’s hole, and Pete couldn’t help but stare at it.\n\n“Lick it,” Mewtwo commanded telepathically, and without even thinking about it, he lunged forward. He planted his lips right on her ass, kissing it a few times before dragging his tongue over the rim. He pressed against it desperately, like a parched man would stick himself to a water faucet. \n\nMewtwo’s psychic moans told him that he was doing a good job, so he continued. He slathered his tongue along the twitching hole, licking up and down the ass hole. It puckered back at him, and almost invited him to shove his tongue inside of the Pokémon. He didn’t accept the invitation, though he wanted to. His Mewtwo – he still hoped that was how the relationship was defined – had only asked him to lick around the hole, and lick it, and that was what he was going to do.\n\nThe scent of her ass wasn’t filthy, he noticed, and that was a blessing. It was musky, though, as was natural. Her butt probably hadn’t been washed with soap, after all, since she was living wild and in a cave. Still, she must have washed it with the water in the cave regularly because it was cleaner than it had a right to be.\n\nBut those thoughts were for later, if ever, and he threw himself into his rimming again. Her butt cheeks clenched at the side of his face, holding him still, while the psychic’s weight and leverage pressed him back against the tree trunk. Even if he wanted to pull away, there was no way for him to do it. \n\nShe pressed back again, moaning in his head desperately, and he moaned in return. The smell of her pussy still rose to his nose, and her pheromones, getting stronger as she got more aroused, had his cock twitching and throbbing, almost squirting pre on its own without any help for him. He humped against the vines holding him down again before finally thrusting his tongue into that hole.\n\nThat seemed to surprise her, because she stiffened up completely. Her back arched and her pussy seemed to explode with juices, soaking against his chin and dripping down onto his chest. But he didn’t seem to be off the hook, because she squeezed down on his tongue. “Keep going…don’t you dare stop now,” she whispered in his mind, her voice less commanding and needier than it had been. “Keep licking me…make me cum again, and you’ll get off really hard…”\n\nGiven incentive, Pete did everything he could think of. His tongue flailed around inside the tight ass of his Pokémon, thrashing back and forth before stopping to caress and lick at her insides. She moaned louder and louder with each move his tongue made, actually humping back and forth against his face.\n\nIn a surprise move, she freed his hands from the grip of the vines. “Don’t you jerk off, now,” she warned him before he could reach for his cock. He grumbled, but he complied, instead reaching his hands up and grabbing hold of her chips. Holding her still just like the rest of his body was kept from moving, he started tongue fucking her ass hole, bobbing his head back and forth in time with his tongue shoving its way past her rim.\n\nThe combination of his tongue thrusts and his new control over her hips seemed to be the winning combination for Mewtwo, because she actually screamed in his head as she reached another climax. Her pussy erupted in a geyser of juices that actually made his chest feel soaked, and his cock twitched so hard and felt so aroused that he was amazed that he didn’t cum from that alone. Panting, he pulled his tongue back from her ass, and looked up at her. “Is…is that enough?” he whispered, hoping that he wasn’t breaking any unspoken rules that she was enforcing.\n\nShe just shook her head, slowly pulling back from his reclined form. “Yes…yes that’s…enough,” she said around a few pants. Apparently her physical breathing had a link to her psychic speaking, since it matched her attempts to catch her breath. “You’ve earned…some relief.”\n\nHer hands gestured in a few quick motions, and with a pink glow, the vines and roots that held him pressed against the tree were removed. However, before Pete could stand up, the psychic type also wrapped him up in her powers, and lifted him up in the air. She halted him when he was about five feet off of the ground, and then lifted herself off of the ground about that much as well. Rather than get on top of him, like he expected, she turned around and lifted her tail. \n\nHe wasn’t sure what she expected him to do, really. Not only was he clueless from the lust that her pheromones had wrapped him in, but he just couldn’t move. Wrapped up in this pink stuff, it was as impossible to move as it was to think. \n\nSo when she started backing herself up and using her powers to shove him forward so that his cock slammed into her ass hole, he was understandably surprised. Surprised, and excited. His hardness wanted to explode right there and then, but there was something that stopped him. Maybe Mewtwo was using her powers to hold his orgasm off for a little bit, or maybe he wasn’t as ready to cum as he thought. He didn’t know, and he didn’t care in the least.\n\nHe still couldn’t move on his own, but with the way Mewtwo was controlling his body, he didn’t think that mattered. She had him hammering away at her ass just as hard as he’d be going if he were free, and what an ass it was. So tight, and even hotter than Golduck’s pussy had been. He groaned, his balls pulsing, groaning with the need to cum. He could feel his cock twitching, pulsing in an orgasm, but he couldn’t shoot.\n\n“No, no climax yet…You’re staying hard…until I’m done with you,” Mewtwo whispered in his head. She forced him to look down, and he saw that his cock was surrounded by a darker layer of pink around the base. His balls too. “Yes…psychic cock ring…Now…FUCK MY ASS!”\n\nWith that, she released her control of his body, except for whatever she was doing to keep him off of the ground and whatever she used to keep that cockring around his groin. Pete didn’t care. He just wanted to stuff her hole, which he did.\n\nHis cock throbbed with every thrust he made, feeling so close to orgasm, and teased constantly with the tight, hot ass that he filled. The Mewtwo moaned every time he pulled out, almost like she was begging him to put it back in. For such a high and mighty Pokémon, she loved being taken hard. And this was almost a little bit of revenge for him, so he loved it for that, as well. \n\nHis balls bounced off of her pussy, getting wet with her juices as he sped up. Grunting from how hard he was pounding her hole, he knew that he couldn’t last much longer. How long was she going to make him take her up the ass? How much pleasure did she want from this?\n\nAs much as he wanted to cum and stop, it seemed it wasn’t an option. Every time that he got a little tired and tried to slow down, the pink glow surrounded him and took over, forcing his speed to stay constant, and perhaps even speed up. He must be moving at a blur at this point, because he could barely tell up from down any more. \n\nAt some point, Mewtwo rotated them around, so that he was laying on his back in midair as she bounced up and down on his cock. Her pussy faced him, and he could see just how wet she was. He wouldn’t be surprised if she squirted at the end of this orgasm, considering how hot and bothered she looked. Too exhausted to thrust any more, Pete surrendered himself to Mewtwo’s total control. \n\nFinally, after another few minutes, the psychic type reached her orgasm. It was just as explosive as he had thought it would be, her pussy juices spraying out from her and splatting against his face. The pheromones, combined with the fact that she finally released his groin from the cock ring, led him to an equally strong orgasm. His cock throbbed so hard that he almost felt like it was exploding with cum, shooting deep into that ever so willing ass.\n\nAlmost a minute later, Pete managed to open his eyes again. Sometime between when he orgasmed and now, he had been lowered back down to the ground, and the Mewtwo had dismounted from his member. Just the thought of that powerful climax was enough to make his cock twitch.\n\nTwitch painfully, for that matter. Three orgasms so quickly, from oral, vaginal, and anal all in a row had his cock more than a little sensitive now, and thinking of more sex, with three more partners, was something that actually made him cringe a little bit. He never thought that tons of sex all day would be something bad, but he was fast re-thinking that opinion.\n\nPete lifted himself to a reclining position, looking at his Pokémon. They were smiling at him, though in different ways. Alakazam, Golduck, and Mewtwo gazed him with contented smiles, and they seemed more understanding now. Even Mewtwo seemed to be less belligerent. Blaziken, Mr. Mime and Medicham, on the other hand…Well, they looked ready to fuck him into the ground, and with a vengeance for keeping his little lusts a secret from them, too, for that matter.\n\nBefore he could so much as say anything on that matter, however, Mewtwo pressed her feet against his face, covering his nose and his mouth with the soft but large appendages. They were fear cleaner than the pairs that had been thrust into his face before, since she seemed to float around everywhere. He looked up at her, and she looked back with a cocky little grin that didn’t need a translation. \n\nSighing softly, Pete reached up and grasped one of them, pulling it to his face. Pressing his nose between the toes, he sniffed at the little crevice between them, getting a taste of how strong the musk and sweat on this foot would be. It couldn’t be too bad, he thought.\n\nHe was wrong.\n\nRather than being weak, the smell of musk and sweat from her foot nearly set his head to spinning. He looked up at her in amazement, asking with his eyes how the hell she had feet this smelly.\n\n“Just because I float doesn’t mean I don’t sweat,” she answered in telepathy, chuckling. “And since I float over the water, that means that they haven’t been washed. At all. Ever. Now, get to licking them. You’re getting the honor of being the first human that has ever cleaned a Mewtwo’s feet. You should be happy.” \n\nIn a way, he was, but he was also more than a little nervous. He hadn’t thought that he would need to clean feet that smelled like they had been marinating in sweat inside of a completely air tight sneaker for days. Well, okay, it wasn’t quite that bad, but it was pretty bad, bad enough that his nose actually burned a little bit from the musk’s strength. \n\nDespite his distaste for it, though, he knew he had to do it, so Pete slowly leaned against the foot’s underside again before pressing his tongue against the sweaty flesh.\n\nGroaning at the strong salty taste that assaulted his tongue, Pete slowly dragged his tongue along the underside of Mewtwo’s foot. He started at the heel and made his way up to the top of the foot, just under the toes. He knew that Mewtwo would probably press down on him, and he was right. Her toes pressed down on his tongue, holding it in place so that he couldn’t get it away. Not only was his tongue held in place, but so was his nose, pressed right between the toes in the crevice where the smell was strongest.\n\nHis eyes watered as he was held there, and he tried holding his breath. Of course, he couldn’t hold it for very long, and as soon as he breathed out, he was forced to breathe in through his nose, just sucking in even more of the musk with every single breath.\n\nAnd he could tell that Mewtwo was loving this at least as much as she had enjoyed his rimming earlier. Apart from the little giggles that slipped into his head through her telepathy, he could smell her arousal, even over the smell of her foot. Now that he had a chance to think about that, it told him that her sex must have had an even stronger smell to it than he had thought.\n\nHe shook his head. That was getting off task, and if he wanted to get out from under these feet before he fainted, he needed to get back to his licking and cleaning.\n\nThe human was having a hard time focusing on that, though. However he thought about it, the smell kept pushing him back, sinking into his mind, the stink of the Pokémon’s feet making it hard to think. It was almost…almost like-\n\nAlmost like her pussy, he realized. Maybe her feet were putting out pheromones too, and since he was licking them up as well as smelling them, it was probably having a greater effect.\n\nIt certainly had his dick twitching, painfully, from the way that they were affecting him. Groaning, the human lifted both of his hands and grabbed hold of Mewtwo’s ankle. He held it tightly as he licked faster, moving the foot rather than his head so that he didn’t have to move around as much. Already, this was making it a lot easier, though his tongue was still saturated with the flavor coming off of the foot. \n\nCock twitching hard from the taste, Pete slowly lowered the foot enough so that he could pull the toes into his mouth. Taking both of them at once was almost painful, the way it stretched out his mouth, but he wanted to get this over and done with quickly before he lost his mind. Besides, as soon as he managed to fit both toes into his mouth, Mewtwo moaned loudly, almost like a male might have when he had worked his cock into a particularly tight hole. \n\nThe sound made Pete grin, and he bobbed up and down on the toes, suckling on them. The musky taste made his head swim, and he panted softly around them, trying both to catch his breath and catch more of the stink in his nose. It took him almost five minutes to realize that he had finished cleaning the foot, and that was only because he realized that the stink was gone, and missed it.\n\nBlushing at how much he had sunken into a trance of pleasure, Pete moved over to the other foot. This time, it was much easier, and he was lapping at the underside like a dog at a bowl of water. The eagerness he showed seemed to excite his Pokémon a little more, because he could hear at least one of them in the background rubbing her fingers against her pussy. He dared not look around to see which one, but he knew that at least one of them was rubbing – no, fingering herself now.\n\nBefore he knew it, he had finished cleaning off that foot, and Mewtwo pushed him away with a wry chuckle. She smiled, though, and that was a good sign. She didn’t look nearly as upset as she had been when he had first let her out of the poke'ball, either. He tried to stand up, but swiftly fell back on his butt, his world spinning from the powerful fumes still in his nose. His dick twitched again, but this time he really felt the pain from it, needing a little break. And worst of all, he could see Blaziken coming at him from the corner of his eye.\n\nShaking his head and trying to get the world to stop spinning around him, Pete held up his hand before Blaziken could approach him. “I know…I know this is a bit of a punishment for me, but do you think we could take a little break? I think my dick is going to fall off if we don’t stop for a little bit.”\n\nHis Pokémon seemed to be a little annoyed, but they were just as aware of the facts of biology as he was. Frankly, he was surprised that his cock still responded to thoughts of sex, let alone actually twitched as if trying to get hard again. “Please?” he begged. \n\nThey nodded, and sat down against some of the other trees close by. \n\nFor a moment, Pete considered reaching for his pokeballs and putting them back into them, and maybe getting out of this while he could. One look from Mewtwo, however, and he put that idea to rest. He might be exhausted, and she might be a little more accepting of him now, but the challenge was still on. If he broke now, then not only was she going to make him lose his Pokémon trainer license, but he’d lose any chance of being able to use her in battle.\n\nAfter going this far, he wasn’t going to let that happen. Letting his thoughts stray away from the pokeballs and everything else, Pete slowly crawled back to one tree, and closed his eyes. Rest…he needed rest…\n\nAs loud as the forest was, however, that was going to be impossible. No sooner had he closed his eyes than they were filled with the sounds that he had ignored during all the sex. The sounds of the insect Pokémon moving around, that of the wind through the trees, and a few other environmental sounds rushed past his ears until he was wide awake, and unable to even think about sleeping.\n\nWorse than that, though, the footsteps and sounds of other Pokémon trainers were louder than they had been before, which meant that they were closer than they had been before. If he and the rest of his Pokémon weren’t careful, they were going to be caught in the middle of something very embarrassing, at least for him. He didn’t know what would happen if he was caught having sex with his Pokémon. Nobody ever talked about that kind of stuff, not even of fantasies of it, so he didn’t know if there was an actual law against it or whatever. Regardless if there was or not, he would still have trouble explaining why he was doing it. Yeah, he enjoyed it, but he wouldn’t be doing this if he wasn’t being blackmailed.\n\nThen again, who would believe that he was being blackmailed by a freshly caught Pokémon? Despite being friends with their Pokémon, most trainers didn’t think of them as anything more than animals that could be trained to do their bidding and fight for them. Anyone with half a brain might put together that a psychic Pokémon, and a legendary one at that, would probably have more resources for blackmail than the typical Pokémon, or even a typical human, but he doubted he’d be lucky enough to find someone like that. These days, every trainer he met was dumber than the last, and that was saying something.\n\nWell, regardless of whether there was a law or not, the best thing to do would be to keep from being noticed. That was somewhat possible here, considering that the trees were so thick and he’d be able to see or hear signs of people coming before they could get near enough to see him, but there was only one path into the clearing and there was no way that he would be able to hide here. The same trees that kept them from seeing in kept him from finding a hiding place.\n\nPete looked at Mewtwo, still shocked at the happy smile that covered her face in place of the smirk or look of annoyance she’d been carrying around before. Was that from the sex, or from the control she’d had over him? Or did she have something else planned for him? The thought of her perking up from sex wasn’t that bad, but if she had another plan for him after this, more humiliation before she actually went through with her half of the deal, he was going to be miserable. \n\nThe other Pokémon of his team paced back and forth in the clearing, almost as antsy for him to be available again as he was nervous about being found out. Despite their respect for him, he was pretty sure that they weren’t going to wait for long for their turn. Blaziken in particular looked like she was ready to leap on top of him and get her fun.\n\nWell, maybe not leap on him the way that Golduck did. Whenever he looked at her, she gave him this grin that made him blush, and then looked down at her feet, wiggling her toes a few times before looking up again, always making sure that he was paying attention to what she was doing. He found himself wondering if she had a foot fetish too, for a second. The human put that thought away, or tried to. That was too ridiculous, wasn’t it?\n\nShaking his head a few times, Pete jerked upright as he heard the sound of a footstep on a branch. “Quiet!” he hissed, slipping back into the role of a trainer rather than a sex slave. His Pokémon, even the Mewtwo, actually obeyed him, which did wonders for his mood, but he couldn’t think about that right now.\n\nCrouching down, he crept over to the treeline of the clearing. Peering through the branches and squinting his eyes, Pete looked for any sign of any other humans, anything that might be a sign of a Pokémon trainer coming this way. A Pokémon generally didn’t make a branch crack that loudly, unless it was a really big one.\n\nEventually, he spotted the shapes of other trainers further in the forest, two of them, and following a path. Mentally mapping out the forest as he remembered it, Pete realized that those two would eventually make their way to this clearing. Not immediately, but they would get here before he’d have the chance to completely finish up with all of his party.\n\nFeeling fear and nerves threatening to erupt in him, he turned to his Mewtwo. He knew that she was probably reading his thoughts, and had realized the same thing as him, so he didn’t bother telling her what he wanted. Instead, he just looked at her, pleading with his eyes, begging for them to stop, or failing that, to get the hell out of here before they were caught. He didn’t want this all to be for nothing, and he definitely didn’t want his Pokémon to pay the price for the actions, as they doubtlessly would.\n\nThe psychic type shook her head at him, and he hung his head. This was going to have to be sped up, but he doubted that Blaziken, Mr. Mime, or Medicham would be amenable to that at all. While their sex so far had been frantic, it hadn’t been rushed, and they wouldn’t be stiffed on their experience. If only he actually still had the authority to tell them what to do, or his pokeballs to put them in. Hell, even some items that could put them to sleep would have been helpful here. \n\nBut none of that was possible, and he would just have to deal with it.\n\nShaking his head, he walked back to the tree, slumping against it and trying to get himself to calm down. If he was nervous, then this was going to take a lot longer. “Blaziken?” He cleared his throat, trying to get himself to not sound so nervous. “Blaziken?” Not much better, but it would have to do. “I think it’s your turn now, isn’t it? What do you want to do to me, or have me do to you, or whatever it was?” \n\nThe fire/fighting type smiled at him, and looked at the Mewtwo. The legendary didn’t need to be told, and started translating the powerful Pokémon’s thoughts. “She wants to give you a footjob, and then she wants you to lick her feet, and then she’ll have a little surprise for you at the end,” Mewtwo said in his head, and every single one of the Pokémon smiled at him as his cock twitched and he blushed.\n\nPete couldn’t help it, honestly he couldn’t. He looked away from the Mewtwo back at his Blaziken, or tried to. Instead of looking at her, his gaze went down to her feet. They were hidden away by some of the same fur that covered her elsewhere, but he could see little stubs of her toes. He actually wondered quite a bit what her feet looked like, since the only ones that might know were the ones that were kicked by her. Thankfully, he hadn’t been one to suffer that kind of pain. Her feet were the kind that, when hidden, just inspired all sorts of fantasies, if only so that he could find out what they really looked like.\n\nNow, finally, he’d find out what they were like, and he would have them on his cock, besides. He blushed as she walked over to him, actually stomping on the ground with every step. Her eyes glowed with an internal blaze, a sort of lust that he hadn’t expected in the least. Maybe this…this wasn’t a good idea, but there wasn’t any way to get out of it now. Not without a kick that would send him flying into the stratosphere.\n\nShe didn’t bother sitting down, nor did she ask for anything to lean against. The cocky fighting Pokémon just leaned one hand against the trunk of the tree he was reclining against before lifting her foot. Without letting him have the slightest look at it, she pushed it against his crotch and started nudging and rubbing him with it.\n\nThe sheer sensation of it had Pete erect again almost immediately. Aside from the fact that he had a very strong foot fetish, he was also experiencing a sweaty, very dexterous foot against his member. If there was anyone in the world with a foot fetish, or even a liking for feet that could have withstood the feeling, he would have liked to meet them and let them try.\n\nWithin seconds, Pete had his fists clenched, pulling at the grass on the ground to keep hold of reality in face of this footjob. Blaziken’s foot was slick with sweat and with a little bit of mud from the ground, enough so that it slid up and down his hard cock without any trouble. The bottom of the foot was surprisingly soft for walking around barefoot all the time, and he blushed as he was already leaking pre against the bottom of it.\n\nAll the while, Mewtwo continued to translate the Blaziken’s thoughts for him. “You are such a slut for a foot, aren’t you? I bet if we were to all lay down and show off our feet, you’d do anything we wanted. And you’ve been hiding this from us all this time? When we could have been having such fun? Tsk, tsk, tsk,” Mewtwo said for Blaziken, more than a hint of mirth in the telepathic voice. “I love that feeling of your hard cock under my foot…so hard, hot, throbbing with need…”\n\nPete squirmed under the foot’s pressure, almost humping his cock up against the underside of Blaziken’s foot, but she pressed down hard whenever he dared move more than a little bit. He was stuck against the tree and at her mercy until she was ready to be done with him.\n\nUnfortunately, or fortunately, depending on how he looked at it, that wasn’t going to be happening anytime soon. She pulled her foot back just long enough for her to get a grip with her toes, clenching them around his shaft before moving up and down. She was going all out, jerking him off with her toes working as fingers, squeezing and releasing, squeezing and releasing.\n\nShe pushed him right up to his limit before backing off, pulling her foot off of him and stepping over to his other side. While she had been jerking him off with one foot, now she started using the other, the fresher and more available sweat on that one making his cock slicker than ever, his pre adding to the lubrication and making it possible for her to jerk him off faster.\n\nBut she didn’t do that, this time. Instead, she lifted her foot to the tip of his cock, rubbing against it, drumming her toes around the sensitive head. Every time that his cock shot a little bit of pre, it ended up between her toes, where he was probably going to have to clean it out later. In the throes of his pleasure, he wasn’t sure that he would really care at this point. \n\n“That’s it…that’s it…just let go, ya foot loving horn-dog. Just let yourself go…let yourself cum…cum all over my feet.”\n\nGrunting in his pleasure, Pete managed to last for a few seconds longer before he finally lost control, throwing his head back against the tree again. The bit of pain in the back of his skull was minor, and definitely not enough for him to be distracted from his orgasm. Panting hard, he finally was allowed to thrust upwards against the foot pressed against his cock, finally allowed cum against it. He felt his cock pulsing hard, his balls pulling up as cum shot after cum shot splattered against the underside of the fire fighting type’s foot. She looked down at him with a grin, too, so he thought that maybe she was enjoying the feeling of his cum landing on her foot.\n\nWhen he was finally empty, Pete leaned back against the tree, taking a few deep breaths to calm himself down and let himself think. That was his orgasm, and now he was going to have to lick Blaziken’s feet clean before moving on to the next Pokémon. He was pretty sure that was the deal, anyway.\n\nHe looked at her for confirmation, and she nodded back at him. Well, it wouldn’t be that hard. After all, he’d cleaned off both Golduck’s feet and Alakazam’s earlier, and they had been out of their pokeballs and walking around a lot more than his Blaziken had been. Probably the worst of it would be the cum that he would have to get out from between her toes and off of the bottom of her foot.\n\nAfter he pulled himself to his feet, he looked around for a place that Blaziken could sit down on. It wasn’t like she could just stand up so well if he was licking her feet, not if she wanted to be comfortable, and he wanted her to be comfortable. To want otherwise would have been quite rude, to say the least.\n\nFinally, he spotted a boulder that could work. It wasn’t a big one, nor was it flat or raised high off of the ground, but it was enough to give the Blaziken a place to sit that would put her above him. When it came to licking feet, that was always important, he was figuring out. He led her over to the stone and helped her sit down like a gentleman, and she smiled at him as he did that. Almost gratefully, he imagined.\n\nPete slowly lowered himself to the forested ground, groaning softly as he sat down on the grass again. Before he could reach for the feet, Blaziken thrust her left foot out towards his face. The underside consisted mostly of a single pad palm of sorts, surrounded by some toes that stuck forward. The toes wiggled at him teasingly, invitingly, and little strands of pre and cum connected them, adding to the musky, potent scent coming off of them.\n\nTaking a deep breath through his mouth and swallowing in sudden nervousness at eating his own cum, Pete moved forward and pressed his lips against the center part of her foot. A tremble worked its way up her leg as he did that, and he smiled to himself at the reaction it sparked. There was no doubt, this Pokémon definitely had a foot fetish. Maybe he could get her excited enough to want to do this more often, or maybe do a little licking and play with his feet next time.\n\n“That’s for later, for later. Just do this now,” Pete muttered to himself, leaning in and pressing his nose against his Pokémon’s foot. The skin twitched under the touch before relaxing, the dirty flesh filling his nose with the smell of sweat, old and fresh, as well as dirt, mud, and the potent smell of freshly shot cum. She definitely needed this foot bath.\n\nStarting to grin, Pete slowly pushed his tongue out of his mouth, and started licking his way up and down the center part of her foot. It was the biggest part, and it needed the most cleaning. Mud and sweat slipped off of the flesh and onto his tongue, forming a semi-solid mass on his tongue. The taste was filthy, and he gagged for a second before getting control of his gag reflex again. He pulled the first chunk of it into his mouth and swallowed it, needing to swallow a few times to get it to go down.\n\nHe repeated that again and again, licking four or five times until there was enough of the mess stuck to his tongue to swallow, and then going back to licking. Every time he dragged his tongue along the underside of his Blaziken’s foot, she trembled, and he wondered if the smell that was starting to fill his nose was corrupted just a little bit by the smell of her hot, wet, aroused pussy. He could tell that it was hot and wet, because she was fingering herself hard and fast while he was doing the licking. The thought that she was enjoying herself that much gave him extra reason to do well.\n\nPete’s fingers rubbed against her legs, massaging them as he licked across her feet, moaning a little bit at the taste, but more at the smell. Now that most of the dirt was out of the way, the only smell left was the smell of feet and sweat and his cum, and surprisingly, the combination was something that he really liked. He wanted more of it, a lot more, so he finally moved away from the center part of her foot to her toes.\n\nDick beginning to twitch with need, he slowly opened his mouth and slid one of her thick toes into his mouth. Some little bit of dirt covered it, but it was mostly covered in his cum. The appendage wasn’t made to press against the ground so firmly as the pad center, so it didn’t collect as much mud and mess as that part did. Instead, it was the purest taste of poke-feet that he had gotten from her so far.\n\nGrinning to himself, he bobbed his head up and down her toe, each time he did so pulling more of the messy stuff off of her feet and into his mouth. Swallowing with her toe still in his mouth was difficult, but he continued to do it, if only because he loved seeing the way her face twisted up in pleasure every time he did.\n\nSurprisingly, he didn’t mind the taste of his cum, though that was mostly because he couldn’t really taste it. Instead, he just tasted the stronger flavor of the natural taste of her feet or the taste of her sweat. Both of them were quite good, so good that he started bobbing faster, harder, trying to get more.\n\nHe made his way across her toes, taking each one into his mouth for as long as he needed to get all the flavor off of it. He moaned, his cock throbbing hard every time that he had to switch over to another toe, and he started thrusting his fingers between her toes, trying to gather more of the stuff that was stuck between them than his tongue could get loose. When he finished with the toes, he took his messy fingers, covered with toe cheese and semi-dry cum, and shoved them right into his mouth. Licking them like a kid with sweet treat stuck to his fingers, Pete actually had to be shoved to get his attention back to Blaziken’s other foot.\n\nPete had fallen into a trance of sorts, actually not even thinking about what he was doing, but just doing it. His tongue worshipped the underside of Blaziken’s right foot, licking tenderly and lovingly. If he had been able to snap out of his trance for long enough to look up at his Pokémon’s face, he’d see that she was in a state of rapture pretty darn close to what he was in. Her face was screwed up in pleasure, more than he had thought she might feel just from licking her feet. Once again, there was no question in his mind that she was a foot fetishist, just like him.\n\nIf he had seen that, he would have been rather ecstatic, knowing that one of his Pokémon shared this fetish with him so deeply.\n\nBut he didn’t, so that was a lost opportunity. His tongue slipped up from the center of her foot to the toes as he decided to try and lick away as much of the cheese and gunk that was between her toes as he could before resorting to his fingers to get the rest. After all, this way, he didn’t have to taste his own skin, and that could only be a plus.\n\nSlowly, he dragged his tongue along the sides of her toes and along the crevices between them. They were wide, so it was easy to fit his tongue in there, but they were also rather slimy from his pre. The saltiness of her sweat and his pre mixed together so well in his mouth, and he had to pause for a moment, moaning at the pleasurable assault to his senses. Only a short moment, though, because Blaziken gave him a glare when he stopped for more than a second.\n\nThe solid chunks mixed with the pre and the sweat from between the toes easily, forming almost a pudding sort of consistency that rolled across and stuck to his tongue every time he took a lick. The flavor of musky feet, strong cum, and dried sweat stuck to his tongue, failing to go back easily. He had to force himself to swallow a few times just tog et it to move towards the back of his mouth, that was how difficult it was.\n\nGrinning to himself as he finished one gap, he moved onto the next, repeating his work, and then to the next, and the next. Each time, he was a little slower, a little more able to appreciate what he was getting, before he was done. His tongue was starting to get tired, though, and he knew that he needed to finish this quickly before he ran out of energy for Mr. Mime and Medicham.\n\n“Good idea,” Mewtwo said in his head with a chuckle. “You’re going to be doing a lot of licking with those two, and you’ll need all the energy that you got left.”\n\nThat didn’t sound like a good thing to Pete, but it got him motivated. With a grunt, he pulled the foot he was working on closer, using the same technique as he had used with Mewtwo earlier, dragging the foot up and down with his arms and holding his tongue in place. In effect, he realized, he was using his tongue as a doormat for the Blaziken’s foot, letting her wipe off anything on there. Technically he was still licking it off, but it was more humiliating this way when he realized just how it looked.\n\nBut he didn’t stop. He couldn’t stop now, not when he was so close to being done. The flavor of sweat and musk was slowly starting to fade from her foot, and he was able to look up at her now without being so entranced by the way her foot scent fogged his mind.\n\nHer head was tilted back and her chest heaved with every lick that crossed the bottom of her foot. One of her hands covered her groin, and he could hear the wet squelching of her finger diving in and out of her hot pussy. Some of her juices were actually squirting out at him, and it made him blush just a little bit. It also made his cock throb rather hard.\n\nMoaning around the toes as he slowly suckled on them, he watched her, bobbing up and down on her toes in time with the motions of her fingering. She was getting close, from the pace she was keeping, and from the way that she panted harder and faster. He wanted to finish her off, so he tried something different. Pulling his head back from her toes, he waited for a second, then started thrusting his tongue between her toes. Not licking between them, but thrusting his tongue between them the way that his cock could have, if he was standing up and thrusting between the toes.\n\nThat set his Blaziken off. She yanked her fingers free of her pussy just in time for her juices to squirt free, shooting a little past the stump before falling to the forest floor. She kept her legs spread for a little bit longer, enjoying the afterglow of her orgasm, before she finally managed to stand up. \n\nRather than walk back to the other Pokémon, however, she grabbed his head and pulled him close to her pussy. Before he could enjoy the smell of her arousal that still came off of her wet nether lips, she pulled his mouth open, and started pissing.\n\nThe acrid yellow fluid splattered all over the inside of his mouth, at least half of it falling out and washing down his chin before hitting the ground. He struggled against her grip, but it was for nothing, considering how much stronger than him she was. He groaned and gagged on the nasty taste, but it wouldn’t stop. She just kept pissing, and pissing.\n\nHe looked up at her, begging for her to stop. He’d done what she had asked, hadn’t he? He had licked her feet, and let her give him a footjob. He’d gotten her completely clean again afterwards, and now she was doing this to him? It just wasn’t fair. Whimpering, he pulled against the hands that held him to her pussy, but he still couldn’t break free.\n\nThankfully, she didn’t have a ton to let loose, just enough to make him gag and make his stomach feel a little sick by the time that she pulled back. The last burst sprayed over his lips and over his forehead, just about marking him with her scent. He spluttered and rubbed at his face, trying and failing to get it off. \n\nShe smiled down at him, and patted his head before walking over to the other Pokémon again, standing with the group that had already used him. \n\nPete fell back on his butt, panting softly from how hard and aroused he was. It almost hurt, having cum already so many times, but at least he hadn’t had a climax from this one. Better to be hard and super horny by this point than to suffer – yes, suffer – another orgasm. \n\nConsidering how Medicham and Mr. Mime were looking at him, however, he doubted that he was going to get out of this without having one more orgasm.\n\nThe worst part was that he could still hear the approaching trainers, mostly because they were talking so loud about what they were planning to do in their adventures. Judging by that alone, they were probably new to the league, but that didn’t mean anything if they found him like this. \n\nHe’d just have to hope that Medicham and Mr. Mime were in more of a mood for a quicky than something long and protracted.\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "A Trainer is Trained: Chapter 2

By Draconicon

Pete squirmed in the grip of the vines and roots holding him against the tree trunk. Even with the Mewtwo no longer actually focusing on keeping the restraints in place, he couldn’t break free from them. He was completely stuck, and his Pokémon were still lined up before him, ready to take their turns taking advantage of his fetish for their kind.

As pleasurable as it had been enjoying a blowjob from his Alakazam and being ridden by his Golduck, he didn’t want this to keep going. As a Pokémon trainer, he should have been the ones giving them the orders, and if there was to be any sex, then he should have been the one telling them to do it with him. Instead, he was stuck with his newest Pokémon, a Mewtwo with a great deal more free will than he was used to, blackmailing him into obedience. Only when she was done making sure that he was thoroughly humiliated and capable of obeying her would she start obeying him. He swore that if she had been anything other than a legendary Pokémon, he would have just let her go and forgotten about it.

Instead, he had gone along with it, and for his troubles, he was stuck against a tree in the Viridian Forest, naked, and his Mewtwo was looming over him, one foot on his leg and spreading her pussy lips apart right in front of his face, and despite the sounds of other trainers somewhere else in the forest, quite possibly close enough to see them or for that to be a worry, Pete wasn’t sure he could bring himself to worry. Not enough to beg them to stop, at any rate.

Mewtwo pressed herself closer, her open pussy just a few inches away from his nose. The potent musk of her arousal rushed into his nose, and he gasped at the pungent strength. It actually made his slackening cock stiffen up again, and he grunted in arousal. “What…how…” he muttered in confusion.

“Did you think that Pokémon were the only ones that could be aroused by pheromones?” she asked with a little chuckle in her telepathic tone. She pressed closer still, rubbing her pussy against his face and leaving traces of her juices against his nose and his lips. Almost against his will, he stuck out his tongue and licked up the juices, the taste almost as powerful as the smell, making his cock throb in need. “Yes, that’s it…get good and randy for me…I want you to be so needy that you ‘ll do anything I tell you…not because of blackmail…but because you want to.”

In spite of himself, Pete felt his cock getting harder and harder with every breath that he took of the psychic Pokémon’s powerful scent. It was sinking into his head, much like the smell of a female’s heat must get into the head of an animal or something. It was getting harder and harder for him to think, and more important than ever that he get his dick into something. He humped ineffectually against his bonds: he struggled to get his hands free so that he could jerk off. Everything was useless. As long as he was trapped in the vines, there was nothing that he would be able to do, and Mewtwo knew it.

And still she kept teasing. Grinding her groin against his face, giving him more and more samples of her juices and her pheromones, she also kept talking in his head. “That’s it…that’s it, human…lose your control…you’re going to do what I want…just what I want…because you want me to give you some relief for your dick…you want me to play with your cock…or let you do it. You want me to give you your release. Well, first you’re going to give me mine, or you’re going to be locked up in your bonds for the rest of the way, with the rest of the Pokémon in your team teasing you even more than I am. Do you understand?”

As much as he was still in the thrall of her pheromones, he nodded. It was a short, almost non-existant nod, but it was enough for the Pokémon to recognize. “Good boy,” she said with a titter of laughter. “Now, for now, I’m going to leave you in there. You do a good job, and I’ll let you out for a little bit of relief for that dick of yours. Understand?” He nodded again. “Good.”

Pete watched blankly as she slowly turned around. She lifted her tail and laid one of her hand against her ass, the thick fingers patting the rounded cheek. After a moment, she reached back with her other hand and pulled the butt cheeks apart, revealing the little twitching pucker between them. It was tighter looking, and definitely smaller, than a human’s hole, and Pete couldn’t help but stare at it.

“Lick it,” Mewtwo commanded telepathically, and without even thinking about it, he lunged forward. He planted his lips right on her ass, kissing it a few times before dragging his tongue over the rim. He pressed against it desperately, like a parched man would stick himself to a water faucet.

Mewtwo’s psychic moans told him that he was doing a good job, so he continued. He slathered his tongue along the twitching hole, licking up and down the ass hole. It puckered back at him, and almost invited him to shove his tongue inside of the Pokémon. He didn’t accept the invitation, though he wanted to. His Mewtwo – he still hoped that was how the relationship was defined – had only asked him to lick around the hole, and lick it, and that was what he was going to do.

The scent of her ass wasn’t filthy, he noticed, and that was a blessing. It was musky, though, as was natural. Her butt probably hadn’t been washed with soap, after all, since she was living wild and in a cave. Still, she must have washed it with the water in the cave regularly because it was cleaner than it had a right to be.

But those thoughts were for later, if ever, and he threw himself into his rimming again. Her butt cheeks clenched at the side of his face, holding him still, while the psychic’s weight and leverage pressed him back against the tree trunk. Even if he wanted to pull away, there was no way for him to do it.

She pressed back again, moaning in his head desperately, and he moaned in return. The smell of her pussy still rose to his nose, and her pheromones, getting stronger as she got more aroused, had his cock twitching and throbbing, almost squirting pre on its own without any help for him. He humped against the vines holding him down again before finally thrusting his tongue into that hole.

That seemed to surprise her, because she stiffened up completely. Her back arched and her pussy seemed to explode with juices, soaking against his chin and dripping down onto his chest. But he didn’t seem to be off the hook, because she squeezed down on his tongue. “Keep going…don’t you dare stop now,” she whispered in his mind, her voice less commanding and needier than it had been. “Keep licking me…make me cum again, and you’ll get off really hard…”

Given incentive, Pete did everything he could think of. His tongue flailed around inside the tight ass of his Pokémon, thrashing back and forth before stopping to caress and lick at her insides. She moaned louder and louder with each move his tongue made, actually humping back and forth against his face.

In a surprise move, she freed his hands from the grip of the vines. “Don’t you jerk off, now,” she warned him before he could reach for his cock. He grumbled, but he complied, instead reaching his hands up and grabbing hold of her chips. Holding her still just like the rest of his body was kept from moving, he started tongue fucking her ass hole, bobbing his head back and forth in time with his tongue shoving its way past her rim.

The combination of his tongue thrusts and his new control over her hips seemed to be the winning combination for Mewtwo, because she actually screamed in his head as she reached another climax. Her pussy erupted in a geyser of juices that actually made his chest feel soaked, and his cock twitched so hard and felt so aroused that he was amazed that he didn’t cum from that alone.  Panting, he pulled his tongue back from her ass, and looked up at her. “Is…is that enough?” he whispered, hoping that he wasn’t breaking any unspoken rules that she was enforcing.

She just shook her head, slowly pulling back from his reclined form. “Yes…yes that’s…enough,” she said around a few pants. Apparently her physical breathing had a link to her psychic speaking, since it matched her attempts to catch her breath. “You’ve earned…some relief.”

Her hands gestured in a few quick motions, and with a pink glow, the vines and roots that held him pressed against the tree were removed. However, before Pete could stand up, the psychic type also wrapped him up in her powers, and lifted him up in the air. She halted him when he was about five feet off of the ground, and then lifted herself off of the ground about that much as well. Rather than get on top of him, like he expected, she turned around and lifted her tail.

He wasn’t sure what she expected him to do, really. Not only was he clueless from the lust that her pheromones had wrapped him in, but he just couldn’t move. Wrapped up in this pink stuff, it was as impossible to move as it was to think.

So when she started backing herself up and using her powers to shove him forward so that his cock slammed into her ass hole, he was understandably surprised. Surprised, and excited. His hardness wanted to explode right there and then, but there was something that stopped him. Maybe Mewtwo was using her powers to hold his orgasm off for a little bit, or maybe he wasn’t as ready to cum as he thought. He didn’t know, and he didn’t care in the least.

He still couldn’t move on his own, but with the way Mewtwo was controlling his body, he didn’t think that mattered. She had him hammering away at her ass just as hard as he’d be going if he were free, and what an ass it was. So tight, and even hotter than Golduck’s pussy had been. He groaned, his balls pulsing, groaning with the need to cum. He could feel his cock twitching, pulsing in an orgasm, but he couldn’t shoot.

“No, no climax yet…You’re staying hard…until I’m done with you,” Mewtwo whispered in his head. She forced him to look down, and he saw that his cock was surrounded by a darker layer of pink around the base. His balls too. “Yes…psychic cock ring…Now…FUCK MY ASS!”

With that, she released her control of his body, except for whatever she was doing to keep him off of the ground and whatever she used to keep that cockring around his groin. Pete didn’t care. He just wanted to stuff her hole, which he did.

His cock throbbed with every thrust he made, feeling so close to orgasm, and teased constantly with the tight, hot ass that he filled. The Mewtwo moaned every time he pulled out, almost like she was begging him to put it back in. For such a high and mighty Pokémon, she loved being taken hard. And this was almost a little bit of revenge for him, so he loved it for that, as well.

His balls bounced off of her pussy, getting wet with her juices as he sped up. Grunting from how hard he was pounding her hole, he knew that he couldn’t last much longer. How long was she going to make him take her up the ass? How much pleasure did she want from this?

As much as he wanted to cum and stop, it seemed it wasn’t an option. Every time that he got a little tired and tried to slow down, the pink glow surrounded him and took over, forcing his speed to stay constant, and perhaps even speed up. He must be moving at a blur at this point, because he could barely tell up from down any more.

At some point, Mewtwo rotated them around, so that he was laying on his back in midair as she bounced up and down on his cock. Her pussy faced him, and he could see just how wet she was. He wouldn’t be surprised if she squirted at the end of this orgasm, considering how hot and bothered she looked. Too exhausted to thrust any more, Pete surrendered himself to Mewtwo’s total control.

Finally, after another few minutes, the psychic type reached her orgasm. It was just as explosive as he had thought it would be, her pussy juices spraying out from her and splatting against his face. The pheromones, combined with the fact that she finally released his groin from the cock ring, led him to an equally strong orgasm. His cock throbbed so hard that he almost felt like it was exploding with cum, shooting deep into that ever so willing ass.

Almost a minute later, Pete managed to open his eyes again. Sometime between when he orgasmed and now, he had been lowered back down to the ground, and the Mewtwo had dismounted from his member. Just the thought of that powerful climax was enough to make his cock twitch.

Twitch painfully, for that matter. Three orgasms so quickly, from oral, vaginal, and anal all in a row had his cock more than a little sensitive now, and thinking of more sex, with three more partners, was something that actually made him cringe a little bit. He never thought that tons of sex all day would be something bad, but he was fast re-thinking that opinion.

Pete lifted himself to a reclining position, looking at his Pokémon. They were smiling at him, though in different ways. Alakazam, Golduck, and Mewtwo gazed him with contented smiles, and they seemed more understanding now. Even Mewtwo seemed to be less belligerent. Blaziken, Mr. Mime and Medicham, on the other hand…Well, they looked ready to fuck him into the ground, and with a vengeance for keeping his little lusts a secret from them, too, for that matter.

Before he could so much as say anything on that matter, however, Mewtwo pressed her feet against his face, covering his nose and his mouth with the soft but large appendages. They were fear cleaner than the pairs that had been thrust into his face before, since she seemed to float around everywhere. He looked up at her, and she looked back with a cocky little grin that didn’t need a translation.

Sighing softly, Pete reached up and grasped one of them, pulling it to his face. Pressing his nose between the toes, he sniffed at the little crevice between them, getting a taste of how strong the musk and sweat on this foot would be. It couldn’t be too bad, he thought.

He was wrong.

Rather than being weak, the smell of musk and sweat from her foot nearly set his head to spinning. He looked up at her in amazement, asking with his eyes how the hell she had feet this smelly.

“Just because I float doesn’t mean I don’t sweat,” she answered in telepathy, chuckling. “And since I float over the water, that means that they haven’t been washed. At all. Ever. Now, get to licking them. You’re getting the honor of being the first human that has ever cleaned a Mewtwo’s feet. You should be happy.”

In a way, he was, but he was also more than a little nervous. He hadn’t thought that he would need to clean feet that smelled like they had been marinating in sweat inside of a completely air tight sneaker for days. Well, okay, it wasn’t quite that bad, but it was pretty bad, bad enough that his nose actually burned a little bit from the musk’s strength.

Despite his distaste for it, though, he knew he had to do it, so Pete slowly leaned against the foot’s underside again before pressing his tongue against the sweaty flesh.

Groaning at the strong salty taste that assaulted his tongue, Pete slowly dragged his tongue along the underside of Mewtwo’s foot. He started at the heel and made his way up to the top of the foot, just under the toes. He knew that Mewtwo would probably press down on him, and he was right. Her toes pressed down on his tongue, holding it in place so that he couldn’t get it away. Not only was his tongue held in place, but so was his nose, pressed right between the toes in the crevice where the smell was strongest.

His eyes watered as he was held there, and he tried holding his breath. Of course, he couldn’t hold it for very long, and as soon as he breathed out, he was forced to breathe in through his nose, just sucking in even more of the musk with every single breath.

And he could tell that Mewtwo was loving this at least as much as she had enjoyed his rimming earlier. Apart from the little giggles that slipped into his head through her telepathy, he could smell her arousal, even over the smell of her foot. Now that he had a chance to think about that, it told him that her sex must have had an even stronger smell to it than he had thought.

He shook his head. That was getting off task, and if he wanted to get out from under these feet before he fainted, he needed to get back to his licking and cleaning.

The human was having a hard time focusing on that, though. However he thought about it, the smell kept pushing him back, sinking into his mind, the stink of the Pokémon’s feet making it hard to think. It was almost…almost like-

Almost like her pussy, he realized. Maybe her feet were putting out pheromones too, and since he was licking them up as well as smelling them, it was probably having a greater effect.

It certainly had his dick twitching, painfully, from the way that they were affecting him. Groaning, the human lifted both of his hands and grabbed hold of Mewtwo’s ankle. He held it tightly as he licked faster, moving the foot rather than his head so that he didn’t have to move around as much. Already, this was making it a lot easier, though his tongue was still saturated with the flavor coming off of the foot.

Cock twitching hard from the taste, Pete slowly lowered the foot enough so that he could pull the toes into his mouth. Taking both of them at once was almost painful, the way it stretched out his mouth, but he wanted to get this over and done with quickly before he lost his mind. Besides, as soon as he managed to fit both toes into his mouth, Mewtwo moaned loudly, almost like a male might have when he had worked his cock into a particularly tight hole.

The sound made Pete grin, and he bobbed up and down on the toes, suckling on them. The musky taste made his head swim, and he panted softly around them, trying both to catch his breath and catch more of the stink in his nose. It took him almost five minutes to realize that he had finished cleaning the foot, and that was only because he realized that the stink was gone, and missed it.

Blushing at how much he had sunken into a trance of pleasure, Pete moved over to the other foot. This time, it was much easier, and he was lapping at the underside like a dog at a bowl of water. The eagerness he showed seemed to excite his Pokémon a little more, because he could hear at least one of them in the background rubbing her fingers against her pussy. He dared not look around to see which one, but he knew that at least one of them was rubbing – no, fingering herself now.

Before he knew it, he had finished cleaning off that foot, and Mewtwo pushed him away with a wry chuckle. She smiled, though, and that was a good sign. She didn’t look nearly as upset as she had been when he had first let her out of the poke'ball, either. He tried to stand up, but swiftly fell back on his butt, his world spinning from the powerful fumes still in his nose. His dick twitched again, but this time he really felt the pain from it, needing a little break. And worst of all, he could see Blaziken coming at him from the corner of his eye.

Shaking his head and trying to get the world to stop spinning around him, Pete held up his hand before Blaziken could approach him. “I know…I know this is a bit of a punishment for me, but do you think we could take a little break? I think my dick is going to fall off if we don’t stop for a little bit.”

His Pokémon seemed to be a little annoyed, but they were just as aware of the facts of biology as he was. Frankly, he was surprised that his cock still responded to thoughts of sex, let alone actually twitched as if trying to get hard again. “Please?” he begged.

They nodded, and sat down against some of the other trees close by.

For a moment, Pete considered reaching for his pokeballs and putting them back into them, and maybe getting out of this while he could. One look from Mewtwo, however, and he put that idea to rest. He might be exhausted, and she might be a little more accepting of him now, but the challenge was still on. If he broke now, then not only was she going to make him lose his Pokémon trainer license, but he’d lose any chance of being able to use her in battle.

After going this far, he wasn’t going to let that happen. Letting his thoughts stray away from the pokeballs and everything else, Pete slowly crawled back to one tree, and closed his eyes. Rest…he needed rest…

As loud as the forest was, however, that was going to be impossible. No sooner had he closed his eyes than they were filled with the sounds that he had ignored during all the sex. The sounds of the insect Pokémon moving around, that of the wind through the trees, and a few other environmental sounds rushed past his ears until he was wide awake, and unable to even think about sleeping.

Worse than that, though, the footsteps and sounds of other Pokémon trainers were louder than they had been before, which meant that they were closer than they had been before. If he and the rest of his Pokémon weren’t careful, they were going to be caught in the middle of something very embarrassing, at least for him. He didn’t know what would happen if he was caught having sex with his Pokémon. Nobody ever talked about that kind of stuff, not even of fantasies of it, so he didn’t know if there was an actual law against it or whatever. Regardless if there was or not, he would still have trouble explaining why he was doing it. Yeah, he enjoyed it, but he wouldn’t be doing this if he wasn’t being blackmailed.

Then again, who would believe that he was being blackmailed by a freshly caught Pokémon? Despite being friends with their Pokémon, most trainers didn’t think of them as anything more than animals that could be trained to do their bidding and fight for them. Anyone with half a brain might put together that a psychic Pokémon, and a legendary one at that, would probably have more resources for blackmail than the typical Pokémon, or even a typical human, but he doubted he’d be lucky enough to find someone like that. These days, every trainer he met was dumber than the last, and that was saying something.

Well, regardless of whether there was a law or not, the best thing to do would be to keep from being noticed. That was somewhat possible here, considering that the trees were so thick and he’d be able to see or hear signs of people coming before they could get near enough to see him, but there was only one path into the clearing and there was no way that he would be able to hide here. The same trees that kept them from seeing in kept him from finding a hiding place.

Pete looked at Mewtwo, still shocked at the happy smile that covered her face in place of the smirk or look of annoyance she’d been carrying around before. Was that from the sex, or from the control she’d had over him? Or did she have something else  planned for him? The thought of her perking up from sex wasn’t that bad, but if she had another plan for him after this, more humiliation before she actually went through with her half of the deal, he was going to be miserable.

The other Pokémon of his team paced back and forth in the clearing, almost as antsy for him to be available again as he was nervous about being found out. Despite their respect for him, he was pretty sure that they weren’t going to wait for long for their turn. Blaziken in particular looked like she was ready to leap on top of him and get her fun.

Well, maybe not leap on him the way that Golduck did. Whenever he looked at her, she gave him this grin that made him blush, and then looked down at her feet, wiggling her toes a few times before looking up again, always making sure that he was paying attention to what she was doing. He found himself wondering if she had a foot fetish too, for a second. The human put that thought away, or tried to. That was too ridiculous, wasn’t it?

Shaking his head a few times, Pete jerked upright as he heard the sound of a footstep on a branch. “Quiet!” he hissed, slipping back into the role of a trainer rather than a sex slave. His Pokémon, even the Mewtwo, actually obeyed him, which did wonders for his mood, but he couldn’t think about that right now.

Crouching down, he crept over to the treeline of the clearing. Peering through the branches and squinting his eyes, Pete looked for any sign of any other humans, anything that might be a sign of a Pokémon trainer coming this way. A Pokémon generally didn’t make a branch crack that loudly, unless it was a really big one.

Eventually, he spotted the shapes of other trainers further in the forest, two of them, and following a path. Mentally mapping out the forest as he remembered it, Pete realized that those two would eventually make their way to this clearing. Not immediately, but they would get here before he’d have the chance to completely finish up with all of his party.

Feeling fear and nerves threatening to erupt in him, he turned to his Mewtwo. He knew that she was probably reading his thoughts, and had realized the same thing as him, so he didn’t bother telling her what he wanted. Instead, he just looked at her, pleading with his eyes, begging for them to stop, or failing that, to get the hell out of here before they were caught. He didn’t want this all to be for nothing, and he definitely didn’t want his Pokémon to pay the price for the actions, as they doubtlessly would.

The psychic type shook her head at him, and he hung his head. This was going to have to be sped up, but he doubted that Blaziken, Mr. Mime, or Medicham would be amenable to that at all. While their sex so far had been frantic, it hadn’t been rushed, and they wouldn’t be stiffed on their experience. If only he actually still had the authority to tell them what to do, or his pokeballs to put them in. Hell, even some items that could put them to sleep would have been helpful here.

But none of that was possible, and he would just have to deal with it.

Shaking his head, he walked back to the tree, slumping against it and trying to get himself to calm down. If he was nervous, then this was going to take a lot longer. “Blaziken?” He cleared his throat, trying to get himself to not sound so nervous. “Blaziken?” Not much better, but it would have to do. “I think it’s your turn now, isn’t it? What do you want to do to me, or have me do to you, or whatever it was?”

The fire/fighting type smiled at him, and looked at the Mewtwo. The legendary didn’t need to be told, and started translating the powerful Pokémon’s thoughts. “She wants to give you a footjob, and then she wants  you to lick her feet, and then she’ll have a little surprise for you at the end,” Mewtwo said in his head, and every single one of the Pokémon smiled at him as his cock twitched and he blushed.

Pete couldn’t help it, honestly he couldn’t. He looked away from the Mewtwo back at his Blaziken, or tried to. Instead of looking at her, his gaze went down to her feet. They were hidden away by some of the same fur that covered her elsewhere, but he could see little stubs of her toes. He actually wondered quite a bit what her feet looked like, since the only ones that might know were the ones that were kicked by her. Thankfully, he hadn’t been one to suffer that kind of pain. Her feet were the kind that, when hidden, just inspired all sorts of fantasies, if only so that he could find out what they really looked like.

Now, finally, he’d find out what they were like, and he would have them on his cock, besides. He blushed as she walked over to him, actually stomping on the ground with every step. Her eyes glowed with an internal blaze, a sort of lust that he hadn’t expected in the least. Maybe this…this wasn’t a good idea, but there wasn’t any way to get out of it now. Not without a kick that would send him flying into the stratosphere.

She didn’t bother sitting down, nor did she ask for anything to lean against. The cocky fighting Pokémon just leaned one hand against the trunk of the tree he was reclining against before lifting her foot. Without letting him have the slightest look at it, she pushed it against his crotch and started nudging and rubbing him with it.

The sheer sensation of it had Pete erect again almost immediately. Aside from the fact that he had a very strong foot fetish, he was also experiencing a sweaty, very dexterous foot against his member. If there was anyone in the world with a foot fetish, or even a liking for feet that could have withstood the feeling, he would have liked to meet them and let them try.

Within seconds, Pete had his fists clenched, pulling at the grass on the ground to keep hold of reality in face of this footjob. Blaziken’s foot was slick with sweat and with a little bit of mud from the ground, enough so that it slid up and down his hard cock without any trouble. The bottom of the foot was surprisingly soft for walking around barefoot all the time, and he blushed as he was already leaking pre against the bottom of it.

All the while, Mewtwo continued to translate the Blaziken’s thoughts for him. “You are such a slut for a foot, aren’t you? I bet if we were to all lay down and show off our feet, you’d do anything we wanted. And you’ve been hiding this from us all this time? When we could have been having such fun? Tsk, tsk, tsk,” Mewtwo said for Blaziken, more than a hint of mirth in the telepathic voice. “I love that feeling of your hard cock under my foot…so hard, hot, throbbing with need…”

Pete squirmed under the foot’s pressure, almost humping his cock up against the underside of Blaziken’s foot, but she pressed down hard whenever he dared move more than a little bit. He was stuck against the tree and at her mercy until she was ready to be done with him.

Unfortunately, or fortunately, depending on how he looked at it, that wasn’t going to be happening anytime soon. She pulled her foot back just long enough for her to get a grip with her toes, clenching them around his shaft before moving up and down. She was going all out, jerking him off with her toes working as fingers, squeezing and releasing, squeezing and releasing.

She pushed him right up to his limit before backing off, pulling her foot off of him and stepping over to his other side. While she had been jerking him off with one foot, now she started using the other, the fresher and more available sweat on that one making his cock slicker than ever, his pre adding to the lubrication and making it possible for her to jerk him off faster.

But she didn’t do that, this time. Instead, she lifted her foot to the tip of his cock, rubbing against it, drumming her toes around the sensitive head. Every time that his cock shot a little bit of pre, it ended up between her toes, where he was probably going to have to clean it out later. In the throes of his pleasure, he wasn’t sure that he would really care at this point.

“That’s it…that’s it…just let go, ya foot loving horn-dog. Just let yourself go…let yourself cum…cum all over my feet.”

Grunting in his pleasure, Pete managed to last for a few seconds longer before he finally lost control, throwing his head back against the tree again. The bit of pain in the back of his skull was minor, and definitely not enough for him to be distracted from his orgasm. Panting hard, he finally was allowed to thrust upwards against the foot pressed against his cock, finally allowed cum against it. He felt his cock pulsing hard, his balls pulling up as cum shot after cum shot splattered against the underside of the fire fighting type’s foot. She looked down at him with a grin, too, so he thought that maybe she was enjoying the feeling of his cum landing on her foot.

When he was finally empty, Pete leaned back against the tree, taking a few deep breaths to calm himself down and let himself think. That was his orgasm, and now he was going to have to lick Blaziken’s feet clean before moving on to the next Pokémon. He was pretty sure that was the deal, anyway.

He looked at her for confirmation, and she nodded back at him. Well, it wouldn’t be that hard. After all, he’d cleaned off both Golduck’s feet and Alakazam’s earlier, and they had been out of their pokeballs and walking around a lot more than his Blaziken had been. Probably the worst of it would be the cum that he would have to get out from between her toes and off of the bottom of her foot.

After he pulled himself to his feet, he looked around for a place that Blaziken could sit down on. It wasn’t like she could just stand up so well if he was licking her feet, not if she wanted to be comfortable, and he wanted her to be comfortable. To want otherwise would have been quite rude, to say the least.

Finally, he spotted a boulder that could work. It wasn’t a big one, nor was it flat or raised high off of the ground, but it was enough to give the Blaziken a place to sit that would put her above him. When it came to licking feet, that was always important, he was figuring out. He led her over to the stone and helped her sit down like a gentleman, and she smiled at him as he did that. Almost gratefully, he imagined.

Pete slowly lowered himself to the forested ground, groaning softly as he sat down on the grass again. Before he could reach for the feet, Blaziken thrust her left foot out towards his face. The underside consisted mostly of a single pad palm of sorts, surrounded by some toes that stuck forward. The toes wiggled at him teasingly, invitingly, and little strands of pre and cum connected them, adding to the musky, potent scent coming off of them.

Taking a deep breath through his mouth and swallowing in sudden nervousness at eating his own cum, Pete moved forward and pressed his lips against the center part of her foot. A tremble worked its way up her leg as he did that, and he smiled to himself at the reaction it sparked. There was no doubt, this Pokémon definitely had a foot fetish. Maybe he could get her excited enough to want to do this more often, or maybe do a little licking and play with his feet next time.

“That’s for later, for later. Just do this now,” Pete muttered to himself, leaning in and pressing his nose against his Pokémon’s foot. The skin twitched under the touch before relaxing, the dirty flesh filling his nose with the smell of sweat, old and fresh, as well as dirt, mud, and the potent smell of freshly shot cum. She definitely needed this foot bath.

Starting to grin, Pete slowly pushed his tongue out of his mouth, and started licking his way up and down the center part of her foot. It was the biggest part, and it needed the most cleaning. Mud and sweat slipped off of the flesh and onto his tongue, forming a semi-solid mass on his tongue. The taste was filthy, and he gagged for a second before getting control of his gag reflex again. He pulled the first chunk of it into his mouth and swallowed it, needing to swallow a few times to get it to go down.

He repeated that again and again, licking four or five times until there was enough of the mess stuck to his tongue to swallow, and then going back to licking. Every time he dragged his tongue along the underside of his Blaziken’s foot, she trembled, and he wondered if the smell that was starting to fill his nose was corrupted just a little bit by the smell of her hot, wet, aroused pussy. He could tell that it was hot and wet, because she was fingering herself hard and fast while he was doing the licking. The thought that she was enjoying herself that much gave him extra reason to do well.

Pete’s fingers rubbed against her legs, massaging them as he licked across her feet, moaning a little bit at the taste, but more at the smell. Now that most of the dirt was out of the way, the only smell left was the smell of feet and sweat and his cum, and surprisingly, the combination was something that he really liked. He wanted more of it, a lot more, so he finally moved away from the center part of her foot to her toes.

Dick beginning to twitch with need, he slowly opened his mouth and slid one of her thick toes into his mouth. Some little bit of dirt covered it, but it was mostly covered in his cum. The appendage wasn’t made to press against the ground so firmly as the pad center, so it didn’t collect as much mud and mess as that part did. Instead, it was the purest taste of poke-feet that he had gotten from her so far.

Grinning to himself, he bobbed his head up and down her toe, each time he did so pulling more of the messy stuff off of her feet and into his mouth. Swallowing with her toe still in his mouth was difficult, but he continued to do it, if only because he loved seeing the way her face twisted up in pleasure every time he did.

Surprisingly, he didn’t mind the taste of his cum, though that was mostly because he couldn’t really taste it. Instead, he just tasted the stronger flavor of the natural taste of her feet or the taste of her sweat. Both of them were quite good, so good that he started bobbing faster, harder, trying to get more.

He made his way across her toes, taking each one into his mouth for as long as he needed to get all the flavor off of it. He moaned, his cock throbbing hard every time that he had to switch over to another toe, and he started thrusting his fingers between her toes, trying to gather more of the stuff that was stuck between them than his tongue could get loose. When he finished with the toes, he took his messy fingers, covered with toe cheese and semi-dry cum, and shoved them right into his mouth. Licking them like a kid with sweet treat stuck to his fingers, Pete actually had to be shoved to get his attention back to Blaziken’s other foot.

Pete had fallen into a trance of sorts, actually not even thinking about what he was doing, but just doing it. His tongue worshipped the underside of Blaziken’s right foot, licking tenderly and lovingly. If he had been able to snap out of his trance for long enough to look up at his Pokémon’s face, he’d see that she was in a state of rapture pretty darn close to what he was in. Her face was screwed up in pleasure, more than he had thought she might feel just from licking her feet. Once again, there was no question in his mind that she was a foot fetishist, just like him.

If he had seen that, he would have been rather ecstatic, knowing that one of his Pokémon shared this fetish with him so deeply.

But he didn’t, so that was a lost opportunity. His tongue slipped up from the center of her foot to the toes as he decided to try and lick away as much of the cheese and gunk that was between her toes as he could before resorting to his fingers to get the rest. After all, this way, he didn’t have to taste his own skin, and that could only be a plus.

Slowly, he dragged his tongue along the sides of her toes and along the crevices between them. They were wide, so it was easy to fit his tongue in there, but they were also rather slimy from his pre. The saltiness of her sweat and his pre mixed together so well in his mouth, and he had to pause for a moment, moaning at the pleasurable assault to his senses. Only a short moment, though, because Blaziken gave him a glare when he stopped for more than a second.

The solid chunks mixed with the pre and the sweat from between the toes easily, forming almost a pudding sort of consistency that rolled across and stuck to his tongue every time he took a lick. The flavor of musky feet, strong cum, and dried sweat stuck to his tongue, failing to go back easily. He had to force himself to swallow a few times just tog et it to move towards the back of his mouth, that was how difficult it was.

Grinning to himself as he finished one gap, he moved onto the next, repeating his work, and then to the next, and the next. Each time, he was a little slower, a little more able to appreciate what he was getting, before he was done. His tongue was starting to get tired, though, and he knew that he needed to finish this quickly before he ran out of energy for Mr. Mime and Medicham.

“Good idea,” Mewtwo said in his head with a chuckle. “You’re going to be doing a lot of licking with those two, and you’ll need all the energy that you got left.”

That didn’t sound like a good thing to Pete, but it got him motivated. With a grunt, he pulled the foot he was working on closer, using the same technique as he had used with Mewtwo earlier, dragging the foot up and down with his arms and holding his tongue in place. In effect, he realized, he was using his tongue as a doormat for the Blaziken’s foot, letting her wipe off anything on there. Technically he was still licking it off, but it was more humiliating this way when he realized just how it looked.

But he didn’t stop. He couldn’t stop now, not when he was so close to being done. The flavor of sweat and musk was slowly starting to fade from her foot, and he was able to look up at her now without being so entranced by the way her foot scent fogged his mind.

Her head was tilted back and her chest heaved with every lick that crossed the bottom of her foot. One of her hands covered her groin, and he could hear the wet squelching of her finger diving in and out of her hot pussy. Some of her juices were actually squirting out at him, and it made him blush just a little bit. It also made his cock throb rather hard.

Moaning around the toes as he slowly suckled on them, he watched her, bobbing up and down on her toes in time with the motions of her fingering. She was getting close, from the pace she was keeping, and from the way that she panted harder and faster. He wanted to finish her off, so he tried something different. Pulling his head back from her toes, he waited for a second, then started thrusting his tongue between her toes. Not licking between them, but thrusting his tongue between them the way that his cock could have, if he was standing up and thrusting between the toes.

That set his Blaziken off. She yanked her fingers free of her pussy just in time for her juices to squirt free, shooting a little past the stump before falling to the forest floor. She kept her legs spread for a little bit longer, enjoying the afterglow of her orgasm, before she finally managed to stand up.

Rather than walk back to the other Pokémon, however, she grabbed his head and pulled him close to her pussy. Before he could enjoy the smell of her arousal that still came off of her wet nether lips, she pulled his mouth open, and started pissing.

The acrid yellow fluid splattered all over the inside of his mouth, at least half of it falling out and washing down his chin before hitting the ground. He struggled against her grip, but it was for nothing, considering how much stronger than him she was. He groaned and gagged on the nasty taste, but it wouldn’t stop. She just kept pissing, and pissing.

He looked up at her, begging for her to stop. He’d done what she had asked, hadn’t he? He had licked her feet, and let her give him a footjob. He’d gotten her completely clean again afterwards, and now she was doing this to him? It just wasn’t fair. Whimpering, he pulled against the hands that held him to her pussy, but he still couldn’t break free.

Thankfully, she didn’t have a ton to let loose, just enough to make him gag and make his stomach feel a little sick by the time that she pulled back. The last burst sprayed over his lips and over his forehead, just about marking him with her scent. He spluttered and rubbed at his face, trying and failing to get it off.

She smiled down at him, and patted his head before walking over to the other Pokémon again, standing with the group that had already used him.

Pete fell back on his butt, panting softly from how hard and aroused he was. It almost hurt, having cum already so many times, but at least he hadn’t had a climax from this one. Better to be hard and super horny by this point than to suffer – yes, suffer – another orgasm.

Considering how Medicham and Mr. Mime were looking at him, however, he doubted that he was going to get out of this without having one more orgasm.

The worst part was that he could still hear the approaching trainers, mostly because they were talking so loud about what they were planning to do in their adventures. Judging by that alone, they were probably new to the league, but that didn’t mean anything if they found him like this.

He’d just have to hope that Medicham and Mr. Mime were in more of a mood for a quicky than something long and protracted.

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