Story Notes:
You know, whenever I make a sexual story, it doesn't tend to go well. Then again, I haven't made a story involving explicit sex in ages. Might as well give it another try.Also, I like to improvise with my stories. I don't tend to plan things out in advance unless I feel I need to. That said, if this story gets good feedback, I'll consider it.
Fool's Errand
Elijah Gravina was a normal human male teenager. He was shy and unassuming, he didn't have many friends, but what friends he did have cared for him, and for that, he was happy. Among his favourite hobbies were video games, anime, art, and programming, and he wanted to make video games for a living, a goal his friends supported. He lived in Sydney, Australia. He had brown hair which he dyed blue, brown eyes, a grey jacket with fake white 'fur' on the collar and the ends of the sleeves over a black shirt, blue pants, and leather shoes. He had a thin build for his age.
For as long as he could remember, whenever he slept, the only thing he ever dreamt about was living as a Pokemon.
He never could figure out why. It's like it was another side of him. Whenever he slept, he would 'wake up' as that Pokemon, ready for another day. When that Pokemon slept... He woke up. But Pokemon were fiction... Or, at least, they were supposed to be. He knew everything about that Pokemon, its thoughts, its hopes and dreams...
"Hey, Elijah, what happened in your dream last night?"
Elijah blinked, as his thoughts were interrupted by a friend sitting across from him at the table. It was lunch, and he was eating with his friends at the local shopping centre, as usual. It was the summer holidays, which helped. The friend who had addressed him was Darrin Hews, red-head with equally red eyes, wearing a dark orange jacket and pants, a bike helmet next to him on the table. He smiled. "Eli, did you hear what I just said, or are ya spacing off again?"
"Oh, leave him alone, Darrin!" Aubrey Brougham poked Darrin lightly. A brunette with long hair and blue eyes, Aubrey didn't exactly have an hourglass body, but as far as looks go, she considered herself 'adequate'. She wore a black shirt, and blue jeans, and a pair of white sandals.
"Is she still with that Rocket jerk?" Melaine Revere asked. She was a blonde, with short hair and green eyes, and while she wasn't the hottest thing on the block either, she was curvier than Aubrey. She wore a red tank top bearing her midriff, and a pair of white shorts, and high heeled shoes.
Elijah blinked, and sighed. "Yeah. Well, Pokemon can't exactly choose their trainers... I really wish I could change that. It's a shame, really..."
Alaya was a normal female Lucario. She was well-trained, but to her misfortune, her trainer was a member of Team Rocket, stationed in the Johto region. She had been captured as a Riolu and raised to be a loyal tool of Team Rocket, but... She was a rare case, in that her conditioning never worked. She hated working for them, especially for her selfish trainer, and she was a wild sort, extremely reluctant to obey orders. In order to try and nail it into her skull who her loyalty was supposed to lie with, her insubordination was punished every so often by being subjected to experiments. These rarely had any permanent effect on her, of course, they were still highly unpleasant, but one exception was changing her body shape to be more 'curvy', as well as a pair of human-like breasts, which were kept on request by her perverted trainer. And she hated it, especially because of how he looked at her, she couldn't help but feel that he liked her as something to oogle at in alternative to a human woman. Her only real friends were the other Pokemon in her trainer's party.
For as long as she could remember, whenever she slept, the only thing she ever dreamt about was living as a human.
She could never figure out why. He was like another side of her. Whenever she slept, she would wake up as him, ready for another day. When he slept... Alaya woke up. His name was Elijah, and she knew everything about him, and he knew everything about her. He was the main thing that kept her going, the main reason Team Rocket hadn't broken her will. Though they couldn't 'talk' to each other directly, she knew his thoughts, and he sympathised with her, wanted better for her. He encouraged her, and she in return tried to encourage him.
As Elijah had recalled to his friends, Alaya was travelling south to Goldenrod City via Route 35. Her trainer, Mars, opted to keep off the road, instead travelling through the forest alongside the road. Even with normal clothes, he reckoned it was best that he'd avoid being seen. He was smart, or, at least, he thought he was. He aspired to be an Admin, and an Admin had to be smart. He was getting there. Alaya's job was to scout ahead for any wandering Pokemon or trainers. Though she wasn't loyal, Alaya was forced to follow orders thanks to a specialised shock collar around her neck.
"Lu..." She muttered, as she hopped to the top of a tree. She could see Goldenrod not far away, roughly an hour's walk. However, it was dark. Too late in the night to continue. She hopped down to the ground, spotting her blue-haired trainer, a thin man wearing a green-trimmed jacket and jeans. Mars smirked, as the Lucario girl nodded to confirm their distance from Goldenrod. "Excellent. I want you to be on your best behaviour as we pass through the city, if I must take you out of your Pokeball, understand? You know what will happen if you don't."
"Lucario." Alaya sighed, with another nod. She hated having to follow orders like this, but...
"We'll camp here for the night. At daybreak, we move." Mars smirked. He had her gather some branches to light a small fire. When that was done, he took off his backpack, and procured a jar of liquid and a syringe. The very sight of these two objects made Alaya cringe. She hated it when he was in the mood to do this. He filled the syringe to the recommended dose, and walked over to Alaya, grabbing her arm. "Time for your favourite activity~"
What a load of bull! I only look like I enjoy it because it makes me! If I could, I'd tear his head off and beat him to- Alaya's thoughts were interrupted by the needle being inserted into her neck, which made her cringe in pain, before Mars injected the liquid into her body, removed the needle, and quickly placed some cotton tightly on the area of insertion to curb blood loss, holding it there using a bit of tape. He wanted to be both hands-on when the effect of the drug he gave her kicked in.
Alaya closed her eyes. Struggling at this point would be pointless. But she wanted to, so much... Mars moved behind her. She felt his hands move in, across her hips, up her belly, and onto her breasts, cupping them in his hands, his index fingers moving aside the fur that covered her nipples, and circling said nipples. Through his touch, she noticed that her nipples had quickly hardened. Mars squeezed her breasts softly, which caused the Lucario to moan slightly. The effect was already beginning to kick in. Another squeeze. Milk began to slowly emerge from her nipples, the lactation another result of the experiments she was forced to endure. "L-Lu..."
Mars came around to the front, putting pressure on Alaya's shoulders, and the Lucario quickly sat down, as he intended her to do. Mars kneeled, licking the right nipple to taste the milk. He savoured the taste for a moment. "Mmm. As lovely as ever." He used his hand to scoop up the milk from Alaya's left breast, holding it to her mouth. Alaya couldn't help but taste it. She liked the taste of her own milk, that in itself wasn't shameful, but... Her blush and her panting, along with her trainer groping her, the whole forced, sexual nature of it embarrassed and disgusted her. And with a human, no less. It was a taboo, but among Rockets, pokephillia was a common activity, ranging from actual lust to treating the Pokemon as no better than sex toys.
Her trainer reached down, forcing her legs apart. Her groin area was wet, and he moved the fur away to reveal Alaya's vagina, which was wet. Alaya herself was feeling a heat from deep within, and it was getting worse. Though having her pussy stared at by her perverted trainer was shameful and embarrasing, it wasn't why she was getting so aroused. It's happening... It won't be long before I won't be able to... Once again, her thoughts were interrupted by a finger on her aroused pussy, sliding across the outside up to her clitoris, which made her moan. He was teasing her. And a part of her wanted him to keep doing it. An even more shameless part of her wanted him to stop teasing her and do her, already.
Mars smirked, as he moved away. "So, what's it gonna be? I ain't gonna do it if you ain't interested."
Crap. This was one of the worst parts for her. Alaya panted, her heart beating faster, her heat pulsing in her groin area. Oh, she would've wanted to stop this, but she couldn't. The whole point of the drug was to put her in heat, turn her on to the point where she couldn't handle holding it in. It could turn even the most prude of humans and Pokemon into total sluts, if only temporarily, no doubt she figured that Mars wished it was permanent. She brought her left hand to her pussy, and spread it with her fingers, presenting herself shamefully. "L-Lu...!" She replied, longingly. I shouldn't be wanting this, and yet, I do... I can't help it!
Mars grinned, satisfied by the answer, and he leaned in slowly. Once his mouth was in range, he slowly licked upwards along her pussy, the apex of the lick practically flicking the clit. Alaya moaned louder. "Lu...!" His licks became faster and more varied, causing Alaya to tip her head back, further moans escaping her mouth. More...! Please, lick me more! She thought. She knew he'd do it, anyway. She hated actually thinking those thoughts. His licks moved up, until he was properly licking the clit, which caused even more arousal on Alaya's part. His tongue practically dived into her folds, exploring her insides. Alaya couldn't help but grasp her left breast with her left hand, bringing her nipple up to her mouth to suck on it, and hold onto her trainer's head with her right.
She barely noticed her own climax approaching. Her hips shuddered, as her cum sprayed out, into Mars' mouth, and he caught the rest with his hand. Alaya rolled her eyes in ecstasy. It didn't take her long to notice that Mars held his hand up to let her taste her own cum. She didn't hesitate to lap up the salty substance with her mouth, such a shameful act, she had no doubt was turning him on further.
"Alright, I've pleasured you enough for now. Time for you to return the favor, wouldn't you say?" Mars stood up, undoing his belt, and let his pants slide down, and pulled down his underwear. His penis was clearly hard as a rock. This sight made Alaya, in her drug-induced heat, get on her knees quickly, her mouth gaping. She didn't notice that she was starting to drool. Oh, Arceus...! I shouldn't, and yet... I want it so much...
"Oh, you want this?" Mars pointed at his cock, with a taunting tone. "Come and get it, you horny slut."
"Lu!" Alaya almost dived forward to grasp the cock, licking it longingly, lust at the forefront of her mind as it was. Mars groaned, loving the way her rough tongue rubbed his cock, and sat down. He had fucked all of his Pokemon, but he loved fucking Alaya the most. She was the best sex partner of the lot, but he also loved how he could turn that disobedient Lucario into a horny slut so easily, longing for his cock. The main reason Team Rocket allowed him to keep her despite her nature was because she was a strong Pokemon. But he also mainly kept her for the sex.
Alaya began sucking on the tip of the cock, her eyes half-open. If she wasn't drugged, she'd be hating the taste, but in her current state, it was the best taste in the world to her. She grasped her breasts, moving forward to get the cock between them, her chest spike retracting to allow her to do so, and began to move them up and down, tit-fucking him while simultaneously sucking the tip. Hell, he had even arranged to perform the experiment that gave her the ability to retract her chest spike. Retracting her hand spikes would be impractical, and not nearly as useful. Alaya's mind was extremely clouded by her heat, the little voice inside her head that was screaming at her for letting herself do this was rapidly being drowned out.
The stimulation of her breasts, mouth and tongue on the cock was certainly enough for Mars, who was enjoying it immensely, placing a hand on her head. "Ah... That's right, it's amazing how well you suck cock..." This was both a compliment and a taunt. After all, he got off on sexually embarrassing the part of Alaya that still wanted nothing to do with this. All good things had to come to an end, however, as cum burst out of the tip of the cock, allowing Alaya to drink up every last drop, and savour it. Mmm... It tastes so good...
"Now, for the main course!" Alaya wasn't ready for her trainer forcing her onto her back. Her legs were already spread, and she was once again wet from sucking him off. Mars was rubbing his cock to get it hard again, looking down on her. "So, you ready? Once again, I ain't gonna do it, unless you want to, girl."
Alaya once again spread her pussy lips with her fingers. She couldn't stop herself, she wanted it so badly. "Lucar...!"
The trainer moved forward, on all fours above her, and smirked. "Oh, I don't think I heard your answer properly. Don't give me your Poke-speak as an answer. Use your aura telepathy. Tell me clearly what you want."
Alaya wanted to tell him to go fuck himself. But, shamefully, she couldn't bring herself to do it. She closed her eyes, focusing her aura. "Master... Please, fuck me! Fuck my pussy like the horny slut I am!"
She couldn't believe she said that to him. But all the same... She had told him that many times before.
She didn't see him grin. She couldn't only feel his response in the form of him sliding his dick into her waiting folds, moving back, and then slamming down. Alaya gasped out a moan, gripping the ground, as he thrust into her repeatedly, grabbing her hips. She wasn't the tightest of Mars' Pokemon, but to him, she was just right. Further moans escaped her mouth, as he pounded her, increasing the force and speed of his thrusts with every passing second. She loved every second of it. Inside, she only wished it was someone else who was fucking her. Another part of her didn't give a damn who was fucking her, as long as she was being fucked. That part of her just wished she could spend the rest of her days sucking cock and fucking. That was, of course, her lust-fueled side thinking.
She could feel his balls slapping against her, and the root of his cock, which meant he couldn't thrust in any further even if he wanted to. But that was fine for the both of them. A feeling swelled in Alaya's pussy, which mean was she close to climax. Her hips involuntarily shook, until, all of her sudden, the pent-up arousal was released like an open dam, her fluids escaping her pussy and washing over his cock. Alaya's eyes opened, rolling, her tongue hanging out as she panted. He was still fucking her, though. Not for long. In short order, he made his final thrust, which caused his cock to burst out cum inside her. If Alaya could think properly right now, she'd be glad that humans and Pokemon were sexually incompatible.
Mars removed the cock from her insides, and began to clean off Alaya's pussy with his tongue. Might as well not leave a mess. Once he was done, he leaned back. "Clean me off." Alaya blinked, and sat up, noticing that his cock was still covered in cum. She immediately obliged, leaning forward and letting her tongue do its work, and then sucked him off a bit for good measure. She took the cock out of her mouth, and stood up, her head slowly clearing... And her mind returned to its regular state. She realised what she just did, and looked away shamefully. Mars was bemused by this, as he put his pants back on, and stepped over. "Come on... After admitting you're a slut, you still find this shameful?"
"It's the drug, not me. If it wasn't for that, I wouldn't fuck you in a million years." Alaya glanced at him.
Mars smirked, as he placed a hand between her legs, rubbing her pussy with his fingers. Alaya gasped in surprise, but the blush on her face was evident. The trainer chuckled, and sat down. "You'll lose that high-and-mighty attitude, girl. Eventually, I won't need that drug to get you to want me."
Alaya pouted. "We'll see."
If there was one thing Elijah didn't like about Mars' 'sessions' with Alaya, it was the fact that he'd wake up with the aftermath of a wet dream. It was incredibly weird to him, really. Yes, he found it totally hot, but at the same time, he was effectively experiencing sex from a girl's point of view. He hadn't gotten laid, himself, so he had no idea what it was like to have sex as a guy. This was... Rather awkward, to say the least. Being mentally connected to a girl also meant it was incredibly awkward to even consider looking at porn. Well, it used to be. Alaya convinced him to not let her thoughts dissuade him from doing it if he wanted to, but she would appreciate it if he looked at some male Poke-porn as well, just to be fair to her. Elijah didn't really have a problem with this. He figured he was probably bisexual anyway.
Elijah knew why they were passing through Goldenrod. Their destination was Ilex Forest. Mars' mission was to investigate the Forest Shrine. The main reason was to find another method of opening it, using an artificial 'GS Ball' in order to capture Celebi. They were close to their objective... And if it worked, Elijah wouldn't even have any means of stopping it. He felt completely and utterly useless.
That night, in his bedroom, he fell face-first onto his bed pillow, with a sigh. He couldn't do anything... So he might as well at least hope for the best.
Alaya... I hope to God your jackass of a trainer doesn't succeed.
I know, Elijah... I'm hoping the same thing.
Being stuck in a Pokeball, being carried around by Mars... It was just boring for poor Alaya. It was like a painfully slow car trip. People passing by provided some interest for her, as did the sights, but not enough for her. Her thoughts turned to Elijah. He was worried about her. Of course he'd be worried. She was the only human she knew who genuinely cared for her... Even if he didn't exist. Maybe he did, maybe he didn't. She just didn't know, and it frustrated her.
However, things were about to pick up, when a red-haired male suddenly appeared from around the corner of the pavement, spinning a Poke-ball in his hand. He glanced at Mars, perpetually frowning. "Hello, Mars."
Mars was surprised, and almost freaked out, stopping in his tracks and taking a step backward. "S-Silver?! Where the hell did you come from?!"
This caught Alaya's attention. She looked at Silver from inside her Poke-ball. Mars and Silver have had a few skirmishes before, the former had always managed to get away. However, Silver looked quite determined this time. The red-haired male turned his head fully towards Mars, thrusting his arm out towards him. "I've been tailing you since Ecruteak City. I've got you this time, there's no escape."
Mars smirked. People were noticing, and spacing away from the imminent battle. "Oh, Silver, I'm honoured, really, but I've got no time for a punk like you."
"I figured you'd say that." Silver suddenly smirked as well. Mars was confused for a moment... Until next thing he knew, police cars and officers were coming out from almost every direction, their Pokemon already out and ready to strike. "FREEZE!"
Mars lost his composure for a moment. To think Silver had prepared an ambush... He smirked, taking out a Pokeball, and calling out... "Lita, Sandstorm!"
In a flash of light, a Flygon appeared, obeying her trainer's orders, flapping her wings, which kicked up a sandstorm, blinding the police officers and their Pokemon. Mars hopped onto Lita's back, and she took flight, in an attempt to-
"Gyarados, Dragon Breath."
A sudden burst of purple flame slammed into Lita, sending her and her trainer crashing to the ground. Lita was out cold. Alaya's eyes widened, as Silver emerged through the rapidly-dissipating sandstorm... Riding on the head of his Red Gyarados, looking down on Mars with an expression of contempt. "That's it? You know such a trick won't work on me. I'm not playing around, Mars. I suggest you fight seriously. Bring out your strongest Pokemon."
Mars growled, getting up, recalled Flygon, and taking out a Pokeball. "How dare you... I'll-"
"Not that one. The Lucario."
Mars' eyes widened... As did Alaya's. "Her?! Why her?!"
Silver's eyes narrowed. "I've seen all of your Pokemon fight, and she's the strongest, I can tell. I'm surprised someone like you actually has a Pokemon that strong, and yet you can barely control her. If you want to prove yourself as something other than simply weak like the other Rockets, then bring her out!"
"FINE! Alaya, get out here and fight!" Mars grabbed Alaya's Pokeball, and let the Lucario out. Alaya was still surprised that Silver had requested Mars to bring her out, but she reluctantly took a fighting stance. She could throw the fight, just to screw over her trainer, but...
"Alaya. I can tell you don't want to fight for him. I want to gauge your strength." Silver suddenly spoke, looking at her. "I can see clearly what Team Rocket has done to you, and it sickens me. If you want to be free from him... Don't hold back."
"Peh... You always seem to fight best without my orders, so why should I bother?" Mars threw his hands up into the air.
"Lu!" Alaya's stance became more focused, as she stared into the eyes of the huge dragon in front of her. Could she actually beat that thing...? She closed her eyes, and used Calm Mind to focus.
"Gyarados, Fire Blast."
Alaya's eyes opened immediately, and she jumped seconds after hearing the command. Flames washed underneath her. She had barely managed to avoid being blasted by a powerful wave of fire from Gyarados, and it was a close call for sure. However, now she had an opening. She opened her mouth, unleashing a powerful Dragon Pulse, which slammed into Gyarados. The water dragon reeled from the blow, Silver was still holding on. "Hydro Pump!"
Alaya was in the air. She couldn't exactly dodge this one. The burst of water slammed her into the ground, but she immediately got back up, leaping forward and getting close and personal, using Close Combat. The barrage of punches had an obvious effect on Gyarados, but Silver kept his composure, as he held on. "Fire Blast, again!"
Alaya's eyes widened. She was too close. The burst of flame slammed into her, sending her several feet back across the concrete.
Silver crossed his arms. "Not bad. Not bad at all. Shame, I was expecting-" His eyes immediately widened, as he saw a shocking sight.
Alaya was still standing. Bruised and burnt, but still standing, despite having taken a super-effective attack head-on, and she was charging an Aura Sphere. "Luuuuu... CARIO!" She tossed the Sphere with fury.
WHAM.
Silver was knocked straight off. His Gyarados simply went down, crashing to the ground, defeated. Silver recalled it, noting, "Withstanding a Hydro Pump and a Fire Blast in succession... I wasn't expecting that." He looked at Mars. "Such power... You don't deserve."
Alaya panted, falling onto one knee. However, internally, she was celebrating. HAH! I did it! I actually beat Silver's Gyarados! Elijah's gonna be so jealous when he-
"It's time to put an end to this. I've seen what I've wanted to see. You've proven your strength, so I've give you the privilege of seeing mine. Feraligatr, Hydro Cannon."
Alaya's eyes widened, as Silver called out his Feraligatr, who grinned at her, and opened his mouth. The burst of water that came out of his mouth made the Hydro Pump look pathetic by comparison.
Elijah fell out of bed in his sudden freak-out, panting on the carpet, his eyes wide open. He felt like he'd just been hit by a freight train. All he could remember of that attack was the mere instant that Alaya was struck. She must have been knocked out instantly due to the sheer force. He sat up, checking the time. It was 3:23 AM. Three in the morning? Good grief.
He slowly pulled himself back onto the bed. Though he hadn't suffered any actual injury, his body still felt incredibly sore. Hydro Cannon, powerful enough to make someone in another world feel it at three in the morning. He didn't want to think how painful it would've been for Alaya... Then again, she probably wasn't feeling any pain, due to the fact that she was out cold. Still... That was one hell of a battle. And he had, quite frankly, the best possible 'seat'.
He climbed back into bed, and simply concentrated on getting to sleep. He had a message for Silver, and he hoped Alaya was willing to pass it on...
Alaya's eyes slowly opened. Her body felt sore. She knew Elijah had felt the same way, so at least there was someone who sympathised with her situation.
"Good. You're awake."
Silver was sitting on a chair next to her bed, in a room in the Pokemon Centre. Alaya noticed that the rest of Mars' party were next to the bed as well, having been waiting anxiously for her recovery. As well as Flygon, there was a Zangoose, Tropius, Floatzel, and a Froslass. The Floatzel, Tashia, smiled, hugging her. "{You were AWESOME out there, Alaya!}"
"{Thanks, Tashia... Could you let go? My body still hurts...}" Alaya groaned. Tashia let go out of embarrassment, and the Lucario slowly sat up.
Silver noted, "So you do share companionship with your fellow Pokemon. I should tell you that Mars has been arrested, and you've been confiscated from him. For now, until we find suitable trainers for you, I'll keeping you in my care."
Alaya was grateful. No, more than grateful. She was finally out of Team Rocket's grasp. She had a personal message to pass on, not just from Elijah, but herself as well. She shot forward, embracing Silver in a tight hug. "Thank you..."
This made Silver blush a little, but he was more surprised by the fact that she could talk. He pushed her off. "I appreciate it, but... You can talk like a human?! I thought only that Meowth could do that."
Oh, yeah. Him. Alaya knew about Jessie and James and their talking Meowth, she and Mars had crossed paths with them several times. Elijah had been utterly perplexed by their very existence, it was kinda amusing to watch him toil over which Pokemon universe Alaya was in. Until he gave up, of course. The only ones who actually knew that Alaya could talk like a human were Elijah, who was pretty much the reason she learned how, and the other party members. She sighed, giving an honest answer. "Yes, I can. I've been able to talk like a human for a long time now. You'll never believe why, though."
"Try me." Silver's eyes narrowed.
Alaya began to describe the nature of her dreams, and Elijah, and how he helped her get through life the way she did. Silver's expression failed to show if he was intrigued or confused. As soon as her explanation finished, Silver nodded. "I see. Well, we're going to stay here for tonight, then-"
"Hate to say it, Silver, but... I can't come with you." Alaya shook her head. "I... I don't think I belong with a trainer."
"{You out of your mind, girl?!}" The Zangoose, Shery, placed her hands on her hips.
"{You can't just leave us... If you're going out on your own, we're coming with you.}" The Tropius, Tameika, spoke up.
"{That might be fun...}" The Froslass, Reiko, mused.
Silver stood up. "I'll let you think about it until morning. Just get some rest."
Alaya nodded, lying back down. "That thank you... It wasn't just from me. It was from Elijah, as well."
Silver nodded, as he stepped out of the room. He passed by the reception counter, and walked outside, taking out his Poke-Gear, and dialling a familiar number. He held it up to his ear. "Gold. Listen carefully, I think you might be interested in what just happened today..."
Universe-wise, I guess you could call this a weird hodge-podge of the Pokemon Special manga and the best bits of the Pokemon Anime. Anything else would probably be spoiler-material. Possibly. I told you I don't plan ahead much with these things