“Welcome to our Pokemon Center!”
 
The center’s resident Nurse Joy looked cheerful as ever when greeting trainers. Whether they were stopping to rest or to have their Pokemon checked in, seeing people both new and familiar always put a smile on Joy’s face.
 
“You’d like me to heal your Pokemon? It would be my pleasure!”
 
Joy couldn’t count how many times she said those words a day—it felt like hundreds, but she always meant it. Taking care of Pokemon felt like something she was born to do, unlike her sisters who had retired from the nursing field in favor of police work or something else.
 
Just as Joy finished speaking to an older trainer, one who looked to be in his early adult years, she noticed a small hand reaching around on the counter for the service bell. Joy leaned over, seeing one of the local boys looking up at her. This particular boy had just been given the ‘Youngster’ trainer class title from the town’s Pokemon school, and was more than happy to remind everyone he met.
 
“Hi, Nurse Joy!” The boy greeted her with a wave.
 
“Hello there.” Joy replied with a smile. “What can I do for you?”
 
At her question, the boy’s happy demeanor changed to a nervous look, the boy kicking at the floor and looking away from her.
 
“Well … ya know, that … that thing you always do for us when we’re all here …” The boy mumbled something, but Joy couldn’t make it out. When the boy was usually at center, a group of his very eager friends were usually behind him. He was alone today.
 
“What would that be?” Joy asked, still sounding as cheerful as ever.
 
“Y-You know … you … show us all …” The boy mumbled once again, but Joy knew exactly what he meant.
 
“Oh, of course; you’re growing boys, after all.” Joy replied. She reached around behind her back, untying her apron. Unlike most Pokemon Center nurses, this particular Joy dressed a bit differently: her apron ended just under her chest, not covering it, and the pink shirt underneath was always at least 3 buttons undone to show off her rather well-endowed cleavage. The lack of a bra meant anyone walking by could easily have a glance.
 
Would some consider her way of dress slutty? Nurse Joy didn’t think so. In such a small town, the few single men or the occasional passerby trainer visit to unload after a stressful day. Nurse Joy didn't mind; she loves to help and she gets something in return.
 
Joy walked around the counter and moved to her knees, now at eye-level with the boy. His entire face was red as he watched Joy unfasten her shirt further down, pulling it open to reveal a pair of large breasts to him that bounced whenever she moved. The boy’s eyes widened; he reached out, but paused. Joy simply nodded, and the boy’s face turned redder as he squeezed Joy’s left breast, playing with the fleshy orb in his grasp.
 
“I’m proud of you for getting a trainer class.” Joy praised. She moved her arms around the boy and pulled him into a hug, smothering his face in her bust. “You’ve been working very hard at it.” The boy didn’t respond; Joy knew he was enjoying himself too much. After a moment, Joy’s eyes opened a bit and she gasped in surprise. “That’s not the only thing you’re working very hard at!” Joy said with a giggle.
 
“S-Sorry, Nurse Joy!” The boy apologized, stepping away. “Your boobs are just so big …”
 
“It’s okay; you know I’m fine with it.” Joy assured him. “You can keep touching them if you’d like, but I have to get back to work in a minute, okay?”
 
The boy looked as if he could smack himself for what he was about to do – he shook his head.
 
“N-No, mom wants me home, I can’t. I’ll see you tomorrow!” The boy ran out of the center, his entire face red and legs trembling as he moved. Joy giggled at the sight of him; she’d always found the local boys very sweet and cute. She buttoned up her shirt only slightly, taking care to keep a good view out for any passersby, and walked back behind the counter.
 
What seemed like hours later, Joy looked over at a wall clock hanging near her. She then looked at the laptop she was standing in front of; she had spent over 4 hours entering Pokemon patient data. The time flies when one’s doing something with Pokemon, or so Joy always thought.
 
“Well, I suppose it’s about time we feed everyone.” Joy said, closing the laptop. She looked around, a frown soon forming on her face when she couldn’t find any of her Chansey aids. “Chansey? Where are you?”
 
“O-One’s over here!”
 
Joy looked over in the direction of a male trainer’s voice; he looked to be in his 20’s, sitting back on a sofa attached to the wall as one of Joy’s Chansey stood in front of him, giving him quite a vigorous blowjob.
 
“Oh my!” Joy blushed. “I’ve been so caught up in my work that I didn’t even hear anyone come in! I would’ve gladly helped, if you’d asked.” Joy said, walking towards the two. Chansey looked in her direction, giving the woman a small smile before going back to eagerly sucking off the human in front of her.
 
“Nah, Chansey was … a-ah, fuck yeah, that’s it … a-anyway, Chansey was just fine helping out. You looked busy.” The trainer explained. “Trust me, she’s doing fine—oh shit, I’m gonna cum!”
 
“Then I’m here just in time!” Joy exclaimed. She quickly stripped of her apron and pulled on her shirt’s buttons, her large breasts pouring out in full view. “I hope these help. Feel free to do anything you’d like.”
 
Without hesitation, the trainer firmly squeezed both of Joy’s breasts, sending a shiver down her spine. A loud moan came from him as Chansey moved forward to take every inch of his erection into her mouth. Joy could see Chansey gulp down every rope of seed the trainer released into her mouth.
 
“Chansey!” Chansey pulled away with a smile, licking her lips clean of any remaining semen.
 
“You were amazing, Chansey.” The trainer praised. Chansey smiled and walked away from the two, pushing through double doors.
 
“Oh, that’s right! I have to feed the Pokemon!” Joy remembered. “I’m sorry; we’ll have to finish up in just a moment!”
 
“Wait, take mine too!” The trainer yelled after her, tossing a Poke Ball. Joy caught it without a second thought, nodding and heading through the same double doors as Chansey.
 
“Okay everyone! It’s time for lunch!” Joy announced to a wide room filled with Pokemon lying on hospital beds. The Pokemon cheered, some standing up, some hopping to the floor to greet Joy. Chansey, along with a 2nd who wore a nurse’s cap, quickly carried differently-colored bowls of food and placed them on the beds and on the floor.
 
“Chansey!” One of the Chansey happily exclaimed to a very grateful Caterpie as she motioned for it to enjoy the food. Chansey turned to Joy, completely un-phased by the woman on her knees, happily jerking off a Growlithe and a Machop as the Pokemon around her ate from the bowls.
 
“Oh, I’ll be with you in a moment, Chansey.” Joy said, noticing her assistant. “Growlithe and Machop have been pent-up for a while now, and I promised to help them today.”
 
Ding!
 
“Oh, that’s the bell!” Joy perked up, her hands moving faster on the two Pokemon erections in her hands. “Chansey, would you mind getting that?”
 
Chansey placed a nurse’s cap on her head, nodding eagerly and waddling her way out of the room. The 2nd Chansey stayed behind, now lying on her stomach on the floor while a very happy Rattata somehow managed to mount her from behind and furiously thrust inside of her.
 
“Cha-aa-aansey!” Chansey moaned. Rattata’s small balls slapped against Chansey’s rear as he sped up his thrusts.  Joy smiled at the sight.
 
“Machop …!”
 
“Growl …!”
 
Joy blinked, turning back to the Pokemon she was servicing. Both erections were throbbing in her grasp, and the Pokemon looked ready to burst at any second.
 
“Go on now, you two—wow!” Joy was surprised at exactly how pent-up the Pokemon were; her face was soon coated in semen. The warm seed ran down her face and lips, the latter of which Joy was quick to lick clean. She smiled at the Pokemon, who exchanged a look of satisfaction. “Are you feeling better? Your trainers should be here today to pick you up, too! Isn’t that great?”
 
Both Pokemon cheered as Joy stood up, reaching for a towel placed on a table attached to the wall; with Joy’s way of servicing Pokemon and trainers, she found it nice to have a towel or two ready in every room, just in case a trainer or Pokemon needed her at any given moment.