The Chapter
Mewtwo woke up in the middle of a huge, open field he'd never seen before. His head was throbbing, and there was a discolored spot in the grass a few feet away that smelled strongly of cheap whiskey and somewhat less strongly of the oddish he'd had for dinner the night before. As he stood up, the horrible pain from his hangover caused him to involuntarily launch a huge psychic blast at a random spot on the ground, leaving a crater around three feet deep where it hit. Flashes of the night before came to him as he flew sluggishly toward his cave. They made him chuckle.
Well, we won't go into the details of that night, as there definitely wasn't enough sex involved. The aftermath, however, turns out to be quite entertaining. So now we turn to the wild pichu that woke up about as mewtwo reached his cave.
The first thing the pichu noticed was that she was in a bed, which confused her because usually slept in a little nest of leaves. The next thing she noticed was that she was in a particularly raging heat, which confused her because that wasn't due to happen for at least another week. The sleep cleared out of her mind a bit more, and she realized that she was snuggled up to a 10-year-old boy that she'd never seen before. Understandably, she freaked out completely.
At that point Tim woke up to a squealing ball of confused, yellow fury clawing frantically at his door. He stared at the pichu sleepily for a bit, and then decided wisely to let her calm down a bit before trying to figure out how she'd gotten into his room, which was on the fifth floor of an apartment building in Cerulean City. He was out of school and his parents were at work, so he'd have to deal with this little situation alone. Abruptly, the pichu sat down and appeared deep in thought.
She remembered. She was out looking for her favorite mushrooms, when she was suddenly uncontrollably horny. After blindly grinding her vulva against a tree for a few seconds, she felt a bizarre, wrenching pull from a direction she didn't know existed, fell about an inch onto something soft, and passed out. The memory was enough to calm her fears a bit, and arousal took hold again.
The only other living thing she could see was the boy she'd woken up next to, and, well, he seemed nice enough. He'd been staring at her for a few minutes now, and hadn't tried to catch her or throw things at her, so she walked cautiously back towards the bed, jumped onto it, and sat down by his feet. He sat up.
"Hi," said Tim.
"Chu," said the pichu.
They sat in awkward silence for a few seconds while the pichu looked Tim over. He was kind of thin, with green eyes and unruly, white hair. He'd gone to sleep naked, so she could see his chest and stomach while his lower half was still underneath his sheets. His skin looked very soft and pleasant. He slowly reached out his hand and scratched her on the head.
Well, that was plenty enough smalltalk for her. She flung herself at his chest, causing him to collapse back onto his bed, and started rubbing her face against his. He seemed surprised, but happy to have made a new friend. He was more surprised when she sat down
on his stomach and started licking his left nipple.
He'd never felt anything like it before. It felt so strange, but so, so nice! She felt the little lump of flesh swell under her tongue, and licked harder. He gasped, and put his hand on her back, began stroking her lightly. Her tail rose involuntarily, and she felt the fur around her vagina moisten. She was glad human boys liked to have their nipples licked as much as their pichu counterparts.
Tim didn't really know much about sex, so at this point he was completely lost. However, he did know that he really liked what the pichu was doing, and that she seemed to like being stroked, so he was pretty comfortable with the situation. After a while, the pichu picked up on his confusion. Lacking any way to communicate with him, she decided that masturbation was the best form of teaching.
She looked up from his chest, nuzzled his face a bit more, and lied down on her back next to him. He smiled and started rubbing her tummy. It felt nice, but she gently pushed his hand away. Her paw moved down between her hind legs, and she closed her eyes.
As she touched her vulva, she stiffened. She'd never been so aroused in her life. Teaching this boy was the sexiest thing she'd ever done. She dipped lightly into her vagina, and the fur on her paw was instantly soaked. Her breathing quickened slightly. She rubbed the lower bit of her vulva for a bit, then pushed her paw gently inside. Her legs spread a bit wider, and she opened her eyes to see Tim watching her in awe. He'd gotten too hot under the sheets, so now she had a full-on view of the most pronounced erection he'd ever had.
The sight of it was almost too much. She moved her paw to her clitoris, started rubbing frantically. Within half a minute, she was writhing in orgasm, squeaking thinly with her mouth wide open, her hips bucking, thick, white fluid pooling by the base of her tail. Tim was gaping, breathing raggedly for reasons he didn't understand. After a short rest, she climbed back onto his stomach and presented her dripping vagina to him. He took the hint and gently slid in a finger.
He felt her tighten around his finger, and an electric feeling of longing shot through him, centering around his penis. He didn't know what he wanted, but he wanted it really badly. The pichu began pressing at his finger, moving it in and out of her, making unbelievably cute, soft "chuuuu" noises. He started moving his finger on his own, and looked up from her genitals just in time to see her start licking his.
Her tongue touching him felt like nothing he'd ever imagined. The moment of the touch seemed to last forever, his mind swimming in unexpected, delirious pleasure. She licked up and down the shaft of his penis, stopping sometimes to tongue a bit harder in certain places, especially that spot right beneath the head. He squirmed, his muscles began to tense a bit. He suddenly knew what the pichu had been feeling when she was touching herself, and what he must be making her feel now. Knowing that he was sharing the pleasure with her made it even more satisfying. He pumped his finger a bit harder, and her vagina clenched for a second. She took the head of his penis into her mouth and started tonguing and sucking. Time blurred.
Suddenly, his entire body was out of his control. His stomach tensed up, his head forced itself back into his pillow, and his penis began convulsing wildly. He was engulfed in pleasure, making short, high noises with each spasm. It was too much for the pichu - he felt her clenching, too, felt warm wetness seeping out of her onto his hand. She stopped sucking, as she knew she had to, but he kept on masturbating her, and she loved him for it. She rolled onto her back on his stomach, keeping his finger inside of her the entire time, then bent over herself and started licking her own clitoris. It only took about a minute of this before she began shaking, thrusting herself onto his finger, pushing it deep inside of her, licking herself frantically, ejaculating onto his chest, coming all over his stomach. He pulled his finger out, and she collapsed onto him.
She lay there, contented, loving him for being so kind and learning so quickly. The contentment lasted about thirty seconds, and then her sex drive came back with a vengeance. She crawled back up to his nipples, still hard from arousal.
Her tongue felt even better on them this time, now that he knew what was going on. He stroked her, brushed his hand against her vulva, played with it, loved her. His erection came back quickly. When the pichu noticed it, she backed herself onto it and began rubbing her soaked vagina along the side of it. He seemed to get the idea pretty quickly, so she climbed off, faced away from him, raised her tail, and waited.
The fit was tight and perfect. He thrust slowly and
awkwardly at first, but figured out how to hold his body and which muscles to use fairly quickly. The pichu's first orgasm came quickly, and he felt her pressing against him, bucking and keening in pleasure. He began thrusting faster, and she came again within seconds. A slick, wet spot was rapidly forming on the bed underneath them. She felt another orgasm begin to take hold, but the feeling didn't subside. The pleasure was sharp and intense and wonderful - she felt herself ejaculating again. She lost track of time. The spasms began to blend together, leaving her in a constant state of helpless, writhing bliss.
Tim watched her and felt his own pleasure mounting. He recognized the feeling of the orgasm approaching this time, prepared himself mentally. He grabbed her lightly with both hands, pushing himself into him harder, faster. And the moment came. He threw back his head, gave a ragged gasp. The pichu felt him coming inside of her, and it drove her to a height of ecstasy she never thought possible. The moment of orgasm seemed to last for minutes, both of them grinding against each other wildly, eyes shut tight, mouths open and gasping, moaning. They lowered themselves to the bed, his arms around her, both of them wet with sweat and sex.
A couple miles away, mewtwo drank a glass of cold water and took a couple Tylenol.
Well, we won't go into the details of that night, as there definitely wasn't enough sex involved. The aftermath, however, turns out to be quite entertaining. So now we turn to the wild pichu that woke up about as mewtwo reached his cave.
The first thing the pichu noticed was that she was in a bed, which confused her because usually slept in a little nest of leaves. The next thing she noticed was that she was in a particularly raging heat, which confused her because that wasn't due to happen for at least another week. The sleep cleared out of her mind a bit more, and she realized that she was snuggled up to a 10-year-old boy that she'd never seen before. Understandably, she freaked out completely.
At that point Tim woke up to a squealing ball of confused, yellow fury clawing frantically at his door. He stared at the pichu sleepily for a bit, and then decided wisely to let her calm down a bit before trying to figure out how she'd gotten into his room, which was on the fifth floor of an apartment building in Cerulean City. He was out of school and his parents were at work, so he'd have to deal with this little situation alone. Abruptly, the pichu sat down and appeared deep in thought.
She remembered. She was out looking for her favorite mushrooms, when she was suddenly uncontrollably horny. After blindly grinding her vulva against a tree for a few seconds, she felt a bizarre, wrenching pull from a direction she didn't know existed, fell about an inch onto something soft, and passed out. The memory was enough to calm her fears a bit, and arousal took hold again.
The only other living thing she could see was the boy she'd woken up next to, and, well, he seemed nice enough. He'd been staring at her for a few minutes now, and hadn't tried to catch her or throw things at her, so she walked cautiously back towards the bed, jumped onto it, and sat down by his feet. He sat up.
"Hi," said Tim.
"Chu," said the pichu.
They sat in awkward silence for a few seconds while the pichu looked Tim over. He was kind of thin, with green eyes and unruly, white hair. He'd gone to sleep naked, so she could see his chest and stomach while his lower half was still underneath his sheets. His skin looked very soft and pleasant. He slowly reached out his hand and scratched her on the head.
Well, that was plenty enough smalltalk for her. She flung herself at his chest, causing him to collapse back onto his bed, and started rubbing her face against his. He seemed surprised, but happy to have made a new friend. He was more surprised when she sat down
on his stomach and started licking his left nipple.
He'd never felt anything like it before. It felt so strange, but so, so nice! She felt the little lump of flesh swell under her tongue, and licked harder. He gasped, and put his hand on her back, began stroking her lightly. Her tail rose involuntarily, and she felt the fur around her vagina moisten. She was glad human boys liked to have their nipples licked as much as their pichu counterparts.
Tim didn't really know much about sex, so at this point he was completely lost. However, he did know that he really liked what the pichu was doing, and that she seemed to like being stroked, so he was pretty comfortable with the situation. After a while, the pichu picked up on his confusion. Lacking any way to communicate with him, she decided that masturbation was the best form of teaching.
She looked up from his chest, nuzzled his face a bit more, and lied down on her back next to him. He smiled and started rubbing her tummy. It felt nice, but she gently pushed his hand away. Her paw moved down between her hind legs, and she closed her eyes.
As she touched her vulva, she stiffened. She'd never been so aroused in her life. Teaching this boy was the sexiest thing she'd ever done. She dipped lightly into her vagina, and the fur on her paw was instantly soaked. Her breathing quickened slightly. She rubbed the lower bit of her vulva for a bit, then pushed her paw gently inside. Her legs spread a bit wider, and she opened her eyes to see Tim watching her in awe. He'd gotten too hot under the sheets, so now she had a full-on view of the most pronounced erection he'd ever had.
The sight of it was almost too much. She moved her paw to her clitoris, started rubbing frantically. Within half a minute, she was writhing in orgasm, squeaking thinly with her mouth wide open, her hips bucking, thick, white fluid pooling by the base of her tail. Tim was gaping, breathing raggedly for reasons he didn't understand. After a short rest, she climbed back onto his stomach and presented her dripping vagina to him. He took the hint and gently slid in a finger.
He felt her tighten around his finger, and an electric feeling of longing shot through him, centering around his penis. He didn't know what he wanted, but he wanted it really badly. The pichu began pressing at his finger, moving it in and out of her, making unbelievably cute, soft "chuuuu" noises. He started moving his finger on his own, and looked up from her genitals just in time to see her start licking his.
Her tongue touching him felt like nothing he'd ever imagined. The moment of the touch seemed to last forever, his mind swimming in unexpected, delirious pleasure. She licked up and down the shaft of his penis, stopping sometimes to tongue a bit harder in certain places, especially that spot right beneath the head. He squirmed, his muscles began to tense a bit. He suddenly knew what the pichu had been feeling when she was touching herself, and what he must be making her feel now. Knowing that he was sharing the pleasure with her made it even more satisfying. He pumped his finger a bit harder, and her vagina clenched for a second. She took the head of his penis into her mouth and started tonguing and sucking. Time blurred.
Suddenly, his entire body was out of his control. His stomach tensed up, his head forced itself back into his pillow, and his penis began convulsing wildly. He was engulfed in pleasure, making short, high noises with each spasm. It was too much for the pichu - he felt her clenching, too, felt warm wetness seeping out of her onto his hand. She stopped sucking, as she knew she had to, but he kept on masturbating her, and she loved him for it. She rolled onto her back on his stomach, keeping his finger inside of her the entire time, then bent over herself and started licking her own clitoris. It only took about a minute of this before she began shaking, thrusting herself onto his finger, pushing it deep inside of her, licking herself frantically, ejaculating onto his chest, coming all over his stomach. He pulled his finger out, and she collapsed onto him.
She lay there, contented, loving him for being so kind and learning so quickly. The contentment lasted about thirty seconds, and then her sex drive came back with a vengeance. She crawled back up to his nipples, still hard from arousal.
Her tongue felt even better on them this time, now that he knew what was going on. He stroked her, brushed his hand against her vulva, played with it, loved her. His erection came back quickly. When the pichu noticed it, she backed herself onto it and began rubbing her soaked vagina along the side of it. He seemed to get the idea pretty quickly, so she climbed off, faced away from him, raised her tail, and waited.
The fit was tight and perfect. He thrust slowly and
awkwardly at first, but figured out how to hold his body and which muscles to use fairly quickly. The pichu's first orgasm came quickly, and he felt her pressing against him, bucking and keening in pleasure. He began thrusting faster, and she came again within seconds. A slick, wet spot was rapidly forming on the bed underneath them. She felt another orgasm begin to take hold, but the feeling didn't subside. The pleasure was sharp and intense and wonderful - she felt herself ejaculating again. She lost track of time. The spasms began to blend together, leaving her in a constant state of helpless, writhing bliss.
Tim watched her and felt his own pleasure mounting. He recognized the feeling of the orgasm approaching this time, prepared himself mentally. He grabbed her lightly with both hands, pushing himself into him harder, faster. And the moment came. He threw back his head, gave a ragged gasp. The pichu felt him coming inside of her, and it drove her to a height of ecstasy she never thought possible. The moment of orgasm seemed to last for minutes, both of them grinding against each other wildly, eyes shut tight, mouths open and gasping, moaning. They lowered themselves to the bed, his arms around her, both of them wet with sweat and sex.
A couple miles away, mewtwo drank a glass of cold water and took a couple Tylenol.