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Mistake... or is it?
Valentines Day... a day for lovers and friends to say I love you, a day where the color red and white seems to be predominant, a day where we gorge and feast on sugar and cocoa and the next day we fear that we've gained ten pounds over 24 hours (and about this time 95% of all "I will stay on a diet" New Year Resolutions fail).
But our stories doesn't start on Valentine's Day... rather it starts the day before....
"I'm out for work now, see ya later Hitmonchan" Said Nakiri as he sped out of his house. The Hitmonchan just sighed and picked up a vacuum cleaner. While he vacuumed the Hitmonchan felt something looming over him, he just sighed as he looked at the black gas ball that was Ghastly. This particular ghost Pokemon actually haunted the house that lived Nakiri and Hitmonchan. The ghost was more of a nuisance than a threat, he always was invading the occupants privacy... but thanks to the ghost's Pokemon presence Nakiri actually was able to get the house for dirt-cheap.
"Hello again Ghastly" Said Hitmonchan, not looking back as he went on with his work.
"So, what cha doing?" Said Ghastly, looking at the device
"What does it look like... I'm cleaning this place up"
"Awww, but that's no fun"
"Unfortunately, it has to be done..." Said the fighting Pokemon in a sharp tone, after a long pause over the roaring of the vacuum cleaner he finally turned it offend resumed for another house task: dusting some random furniture.
"What cha doing?" Said the ghost Pokemon again, this sudden question startled the Hitmonchan; a glass statue tipped off its shelf but the Chan was able to snatch it in midair.
"Would you stop it?!" Snapped the boxer as he put the statue back in its place.
"What, I was just curious?" Said the Ghastly matter-of-factly
"You ask the same thing everyday... how is it different?!" Screamed Hitmonchan at the ghost Pokemon
"Hmm... you should relax sometime, all this hard work isn't good for your health"
"If you don't leave I won't be good for your health" Said Hitmonchan raising a fist sparkling with electric energy, Ghastly cowered and disappeared.
"Finally, now I can clean in peace" and the fighting Pokemon resumed dusting all the furniture, moping the floor, cleaning the dishes... in short he tidied up all the house. Looking outside he calculated that his trainer won't be home until a few more hours. The Hitmonchan went to the backyard and thought he could definitely use some exercise. On the modestly sized lawn there was a well-used training doll and some other training equipment. The Hitmonchan took a few whacks at the doll; the inanimate object recoiled from the powerful hits but it still stood up wanting more punishment. The fighting type was then relentless in his attacks, not giving the doll one moment to stand back up. After a while of speedy punching he gave the doll one kick, the inanimate object just bounced around and stood there. Hitmonchan went inside afterwards as some clouds started to form overhead.
"Sigh... what to do now?" Hitmonchan said as he looked outside; rain started to pour from the heavens and onto the house. The fighting Pokemon threw himself on top of the couch and just laid there for the entire afternoon.
Hitmonchan woke up when he heard his trainer enter the house, he quickly got up went to greet Nakiri.
"Hey Hitmonchan... had a busy day?" Said the human as he took off his coat and put it away in a closet. The fighting Pokemon shrugged and kept staring at his trainer. They barely talked throughout their routine of eating, cleaning the dishes and random relaxation. Finally the human broke the silence.
"Ooh, could you do me a favor... I need to make some candies for Valentine's Day... I'm going to melt some chocolate so could you please check on the pot so it doesn't burn up." Hitmonchan just nodded "Okay, I'll be running some errands so I'll be gone... don't burn down the house ya hear" And with that he left again. Hitmonchan had nothing better to do than to just watch the chocolate melt and eventually boil. After a few long minutes the fighting Pokemon began to lower the heat and put the pot out of the burner. Hitmonchan kept looking at a clock hanging on the kitchen wall, he thought where could Nakiri have gone to that made him take so long.
"Hmm.. I'll try the chocolate before it solidifies again" and the Chan brought a finger full of chocolate to his face. He licked the digit clean of the luscious chocolate
"Ooh, can I have some chocolate?" Said a voice all of a sudden. Suddenly the house Ghastly reappeared in front of Hitmonchan.
"No, you can not" Said the boxer as he swiped the pot and put it away from the ghost's grasp
"Please... just a lick" Said the gaseous ball as he advanced
"Get away..." Said Hitmonchan in a sharp tone
"C'mon..."
"No". Suddenly the Ghastly vanished and reappeared just behind Hitmonchan and his concealed pot of sweets. The Chan sensed the ghost and he pulled the pot away but he accidentally drenched himself with the melted chocolate. Not caring for what he was feeling, Ghastly began to lick the upper part of the Chan's body clean with his tongue. The fighting Pokemon was too pissed too react to the situation at first, then he noticed that Ghastly was licking him. The Chan was about to smack him with one of his elemental punches when he suddenly felt a wave of relaxation he never felt before, he almost fell from the sudden feeling of calmness.
"Err... are you ok?" Said the Ghastly, concerned
"Ooh... keep... licking..." Said the Hitmonchan in a soft tone. The Ghastly obliged and began slowly licking the chocolate off the fighting type. While the ghost was busy with the cleaning the Chan began to feel new waves of calmness and euphoria from just having this Pokemon embrace him in such a way, even if it was accidental.
After Ghastly cleaned the upper body and most of the abdomen he could definitely see something peeking out of the Chan's skirt, a brown member was emerging from the fighting-type's crotch. Being a ghost of a Pokemon dead long ago he wasn't new to the sex scene but it really would be his first time to try his ethereal form in a sexual way. He gave the tip of the growing member a small lick, suddenly Hitmonchan squirmed around as a wave of pleasure washed over him.
"Ooh, please... keep going Ghastly..." Said the fighting type in a gasping tone, the ghost Pokemon obliged and kept giving the inflating maleness small licks. After a while of constant teasing from Ghastly the Hitmonchan was able to reach full flag. The ghost Pokemon suddenly took the fighting type's member in its entirety inside his huge mouth, Hitmonchan felt a huge wave of very dense air concentrate around his crotch in addition to the stimulating tongue on his genitals already. A huge wave of relief washed over the fighting type as a wad of pre shot out of his cock and into the awaiting mouth off his ghost partner. The Ghastly found the taste to be quite creamy to his liking, also the pre was a bit addictive and the Ghastly craved for more of the luscious fluids. Hitmonchan tried to grasp the incorporeal creature but his hands went through Ghastly's body so he just clenched them tightly into fists and rode the waves of pleasure and relaxation.
The ghost Pokemon kept moving his gaseous body up and down the slicked rod of the fighting type; his body in its entirety literally rubbing all over the maleness of the Hitmonchan, especially his solid tongue. Hitmonchan felt the Ghastly's advances like if a huge wind was blowing over his crotch, not to mention the skillful tongue lavishing all over his throbbing rod. Hitmonchan felt a huge turmoil in his loins as some of his seed started to acumulate in the base of his shaft.
"Ooh... ohhh.... yes.... Mmm..." Was all that Hitmonchan could say when feelings of pleasure wracked every nerve of his body and all the acumulated seed inside him gushed out of his hardened member. Ghastly was surprised a bit when he felt waves of seed go literally through his gaseous body but he regained composure and solidified so he can absorb all of the creamy seed shot from the Hitmonchan. The ghost Pokemon drank the creamy nectar gleefully down, making sure not one more drop was spilled. After the Chan finished up he just laid there, trying to catch his breath.
"Who, I really needed that Ghastly.. thank you" Said the Chan in a soft tone
"Heh, don't thank me just yet" Said the Ghastly as he floated above the Chan. All of a sudden there was a black flash and everything was dark. When the blackness faded Hitmonchan saw a black figure next to him
"Tada, what do you think" Said the figure in Ghastly's voice, suddenly Hitmonchan realized that it was Ghastly himself. About the same size he was just a black body covered in well defined muscles, he was also hairless and his body is still covered in the same purple mist from his original self. Ghastly looked at Hitmonchan's eyes with his own, the fighting type reached out and rubbed the ghost's chest feeling that it was quite solid... and smooth and hard.
"Heh, you sure are filled with surprises..." Said the fighting type, looking back into Ghastly's brilliant eyes. The ghost Pokemon put an arm over the Hitmonchan's chest and started to rub his entire upper body with long soft strokes. Ghastly turned around so that he was on top of Hitmonchan, his bulky body pining down the fighting type.
"Now to get ready for part 2" Said the ghost with a huge grin in his face. The ghost gripped both of Hitmonchan's legs and raised them high in the air, revealing the fighting type's small tailhole, though that wasn't in the interest of the Chan's partner at the moment; he lowered his hips so that both the Chan's cock and his sheath touched each other. The Chan was still recovering from his earlier orgasm but he could definitely feel the Ghastly's maleness on top of his. The ghost thrust his hips slowly, grinding both rods against their muscular bodies. Due to the constant grinding action of both bodies Ghastly could feel his cock emerge from his sheath. Hitmonchan could feel some of the Ghastly's male flesh rush past his own though he was still recovering from his earlier orgasm to react to his friend. After a while of cock grinding and feeling that he was grinding stone into Hitmonchan than flesh, Ghastly took his elongated member, moved it down and pressed against the Hitmon's small tailhole. The fighting type meeped as the ghost Pokemon advanced in his intentions, he reflexively contracted his hole but right then and there the Chan's cock was revived; a bit of it started to grow out of his sheath. With small thrusts Ghastly gingerly pushed his stiff maleness inside the Chan's tight tailhole, he kept pushing slowly against the huge resistance that the Chan was providing. The fighting type kicked his legs wildly in the air as he was invaded by the ghost type, liking very much the feeling off being spread wide by another male. Hitmonchan suddenly felt renewed energy surge through his body and it was evident when his cock regrew at a faster clip. Once Ghastly buried his thick member in its entirety into Hitmonchan he kept trying to push into the fighting type a bit more. The ghost pulled his rod out of the Chan and pushed back in a steady mating rhythm; Ghastly placed a paw on the Chan's crotch, liking the feeling of the growing flesh under his fingertips. As soon as he could feel that the Chan reached full flag under his care he grabbed the fighting type's maleness and began to stroke it harshly.
The Chan just stood there throughout the whole ordeal, making small whimpering sounds as the Ghastly mated with him. Ghastly increased the tempo of his pumping, his prefluids slickening up the inside of the Chan while he jerked the Chan's member off using the fighting type's own pre to lubricate the rod. They were both unaware of how much time they were mating, the Pokemon were completely oblivious to their surroundings. Ghastly could feel his rod starting to quiver wildly inside his partner, evident that he was about to reach his climax, the fighting type could also feel that his friend was very close to his release as well. While the ghost was pumping relentlessly into the Chan the fighting type had plans of his own, suddenly he squeezed all of his lower body muscles together causing the walls to collapse around the ghost cock. Ghastly said a little eeep as the passage became much smaller all of a sudden, the resistance against the passage much harder and the stimulation increased significantly. In one final thrust Ghastly spilled his load of seed into his fighting-type friend, wave after shot of the cool seed sticking to the Hitmon's inner walls. The fighting type meeped as his core temperature suddenly dropped a few degrees and a chill ran down his entire body, the sudden spasm caused him to tip over the edge and spill his cum. The ghost bent down and traced his tongue around the spasming Hitmonchan cock, licking some of the cum around it and letting the majority of it splash around his face. Hitmonchan sighed as his orgasm came to an end, still feeling the ghost unloading in him. With a few more thrusts Ghastly was able to get his cum out of him and into his newfound friend.
"That was a great experience" Said Ghastly, taking out his softening mass of male flesh out of the fighting type, giving out an audible pop and spilling a bit of the ghost's purple-tinted cum.
"Yep, I agree.." Said Hitmonchan, breathless as he tried to got up but Ghastly put a paw on his chest and told him to stay on the floor.
"Shhh.. stay here..." Said the ghost as he curled up to the fighting type. Both of them sighed as they cuddled in the afterglow of their mating.
"I guess... I really needed this little treatment, huh?" Said Hitmonchan, looking into the ghost's huge eyes
"Yeah... you really need to relax.... make sure nothing gets to you... you get me" Said the ghost as he petted the Chan's head. They both enjoyed the feeling of the other's company until sleep and exhaustion overtook them.
THE END
Well... not quite... seeing that you wasted valuable minutes, electricity and (hopefully) cum I'll make it up by writing another side-story... enjoy >;)
Suddenly the car that Nakiri was driving in broke down, steam poured out of the hood and everything else shut down. The human pulled out of the road and got out to inspect the problems. When he got to the front of the car he was knocked away by a huge explosion, fourtunatley the explosion knocked him far enough so that he was safe from the ensuing carnage. The flames spread to the gas tank and that's when there was a truly magnificent explosion; ember and smoke poured from the charred wreck that was once a car. And if that wasn't enough a meteor fell on top of the car, utterly annihilating...
"Uhhh... isn't the meteor a bit overkill?" Nakiri said
But... it's kewl ;_;
"... it's unnecesary and not to mention.... overused :/"
Fine... there was no meteor, but no car for you NYAH! >;p
Anyway, Nakiri walked away from the flaming wrekage hoping to find a bus stop or a gas station or even a house where to all for a cab. He didn't know for how long he was going through before he realized that he was lost. While he was wandering aimlessly and taking sharp turns around the forest he saw something that made him sigh in relief, some kind of light flickering from far away. Instinctively, he ran towards the light ignoring any minor obstacles in its way. He suddenly leapt into an open clearing, the only thing visible was a campfire which was the source of the light. Nakiri tried to look around for anyone there but the low light failed to illuminate anyone in the immediate vicinity. Nakiri suddenly heard some rustling nearby, he braced himself for the worst. What Nakiri didn't expect was 50 or so dark figures leaping out of the forest to pile up on the poor human. Nakiri was almost crushed by the ton of bodies on top of him. They all got off of Nakiri except for two which grabbed him by the arms to restrain him though Nakiri didn't try to struggle. In the fire light he could see they were all Machokes. They communicated amongst themselves with their trademark Machoke cries and some grunts thrown in the mix. Nakiri wondered in fear what they were saying, hopefully they would release him instead of killing him. The Machokes nodded amongst themselves and the two Machokes grappling him suddenly released and instead was replaced by one; this one tore off his clothes in quick motion leaving Nakiri naked. Suddenly about 10 of them tore off their briefs, revealing that they were of the female kind. Suddenly one drove towards Nakiri in frantic desperation and began licking his face relentlessly with broad strokes of her powerful tongue.
"Oh no... they don't have their belts on.... now they'll be out of control" Thought the human for a moment before the harsh licking interrupted his thoughts. The Machoke that was on top of him suddenly grabbed Nakiri's cock and squeezed the limp member rather hard. The trainer gasped and screamed out loud as his cock was literally crushed by the muscle-bound Pokemon, also for some strange reason he derived some pleasure from his cock being squeezed so hard. Machoke suddenly let go of the human's maleness and dipped back further so that her head rested on his crotch, and in one quick move she engulfed the hardening rod in her mouth. The suction provided by the Pokemon was enough to inflict pain into Nakiri, the human thinking that she'll tear off the cock off him. While one Machoke sucked and batted the cock around forcefully with her tongue another one came up and presented herself unceremoniously to his face. The Machoke in front of him sat on his chest and nudged forward so that her clit was in front of the helpless human. The smell of the strong female scent alone was enough to choke him and lose all of his senses for a while as the scent was like a blow to his face.
The Machoke on his cock released his fully erect member from her maw, she raised and changed position so that now her swollen femaleness was over his battered rod; the Machoke lowered herself slowly, her internal muscles squeezing the intruder roughly and not giving it a moment's rest. The other Machoke pushed her sex into Nakiri's face, choking the human from the interrupted air flow and the strong musk. Both Machokes went with their own tempos, forcing Nakiri to adjust to an irregular pattern of movement. While the Machoke on the bottom impaled herself on the human's spear the one on top kept spreading her clit on the human's face. Nakiri was able to snap out of his little coma to help the Machokes, he growled and used his tongue to penetrate the feminine folds in front of him. The Machoke on top growled back and pushed harder on Nakiri's face; the trainer tried to keep his nose unclogged so he could breathe while pleasuring the muscle-bound Pokemon in front of him. The other Machoke just kept hammering over the human, crushing his cock with her vaginal muscles. Both Machokes were in a state of primal bliss brought on by their frenzied state while Nakiri was being beat on by a pair of muscular females.
The Machoke on the bottom howled as her climax surged throughout her body, wave of her nectar splashed on the human's cock like a fire hose and the muscles gripping the cock like a vise. Nakiri clenched his hands around the other Machoke's thigh as he felt the orgasm of the first Machoke like a twist of pain and pressure on his loins. The other Machoke pushed harder and harder into Nakiri's face, almost deforming the nose and breaking some of the human's teeth. Nakiri was able to climax admist in intense pain, his cock shooting out comparably small amounts of cum; the seed mixing with the copious ammount of the feminine nectar already provided. While he was busy with his own orgasm he was totally caught by surprise when the other Machoke started to climax on his face, the walls squeezing the countenance forcefully and hitting it throughouly with the gushing ejaculate provided by the horny fighting type. Both Pokemon withdraw from the exhausted and battered human and two more took their place and the vicious cycle repeated again...
And he lived happily ever after, becoming sex slaves to a group of horny Machokes
The End.. for real now
And I leave you with the words of Zapp Branigan "Can I take a break...the mind is willing but the flesh is spongy"
Valentines Day... a day for lovers and friends to say I love you, a day where the color red and white seems to be predominant, a day where we gorge and feast on sugar and cocoa and the next day we fear that we've gained ten pounds over 24 hours (and about this time 95% of all "I will stay on a diet" New Year Resolutions fail).
But our stories doesn't start on Valentine's Day... rather it starts the day before....
"I'm out for work now, see ya later Hitmonchan" Said Nakiri as he sped out of his house. The Hitmonchan just sighed and picked up a vacuum cleaner. While he vacuumed the Hitmonchan felt something looming over him, he just sighed as he looked at the black gas ball that was Ghastly. This particular ghost Pokemon actually haunted the house that lived Nakiri and Hitmonchan. The ghost was more of a nuisance than a threat, he always was invading the occupants privacy... but thanks to the ghost's Pokemon presence Nakiri actually was able to get the house for dirt-cheap.
"Hello again Ghastly" Said Hitmonchan, not looking back as he went on with his work.
"So, what cha doing?" Said Ghastly, looking at the device
"What does it look like... I'm cleaning this place up"
"Awww, but that's no fun"
"Unfortunately, it has to be done..." Said the fighting Pokemon in a sharp tone, after a long pause over the roaring of the vacuum cleaner he finally turned it offend resumed for another house task: dusting some random furniture.
"What cha doing?" Said the ghost Pokemon again, this sudden question startled the Hitmonchan; a glass statue tipped off its shelf but the Chan was able to snatch it in midair.
"Would you stop it?!" Snapped the boxer as he put the statue back in its place.
"What, I was just curious?" Said the Ghastly matter-of-factly
"You ask the same thing everyday... how is it different?!" Screamed Hitmonchan at the ghost Pokemon
"Hmm... you should relax sometime, all this hard work isn't good for your health"
"If you don't leave I won't be good for your health" Said Hitmonchan raising a fist sparkling with electric energy, Ghastly cowered and disappeared.
"Finally, now I can clean in peace" and the fighting Pokemon resumed dusting all the furniture, moping the floor, cleaning the dishes... in short he tidied up all the house. Looking outside he calculated that his trainer won't be home until a few more hours. The Hitmonchan went to the backyard and thought he could definitely use some exercise. On the modestly sized lawn there was a well-used training doll and some other training equipment. The Hitmonchan took a few whacks at the doll; the inanimate object recoiled from the powerful hits but it still stood up wanting more punishment. The fighting type was then relentless in his attacks, not giving the doll one moment to stand back up. After a while of speedy punching he gave the doll one kick, the inanimate object just bounced around and stood there. Hitmonchan went inside afterwards as some clouds started to form overhead.
"Sigh... what to do now?" Hitmonchan said as he looked outside; rain started to pour from the heavens and onto the house. The fighting Pokemon threw himself on top of the couch and just laid there for the entire afternoon.
Hitmonchan woke up when he heard his trainer enter the house, he quickly got up went to greet Nakiri.
"Hey Hitmonchan... had a busy day?" Said the human as he took off his coat and put it away in a closet. The fighting Pokemon shrugged and kept staring at his trainer. They barely talked throughout their routine of eating, cleaning the dishes and random relaxation. Finally the human broke the silence.
"Ooh, could you do me a favor... I need to make some candies for Valentine's Day... I'm going to melt some chocolate so could you please check on the pot so it doesn't burn up." Hitmonchan just nodded "Okay, I'll be running some errands so I'll be gone... don't burn down the house ya hear" And with that he left again. Hitmonchan had nothing better to do than to just watch the chocolate melt and eventually boil. After a few long minutes the fighting Pokemon began to lower the heat and put the pot out of the burner. Hitmonchan kept looking at a clock hanging on the kitchen wall, he thought where could Nakiri have gone to that made him take so long.
"Hmm.. I'll try the chocolate before it solidifies again" and the Chan brought a finger full of chocolate to his face. He licked the digit clean of the luscious chocolate
"Ooh, can I have some chocolate?" Said a voice all of a sudden. Suddenly the house Ghastly reappeared in front of Hitmonchan.
"No, you can not" Said the boxer as he swiped the pot and put it away from the ghost's grasp
"Please... just a lick" Said the gaseous ball as he advanced
"Get away..." Said Hitmonchan in a sharp tone
"C'mon..."
"No". Suddenly the Ghastly vanished and reappeared just behind Hitmonchan and his concealed pot of sweets. The Chan sensed the ghost and he pulled the pot away but he accidentally drenched himself with the melted chocolate. Not caring for what he was feeling, Ghastly began to lick the upper part of the Chan's body clean with his tongue. The fighting Pokemon was too pissed too react to the situation at first, then he noticed that Ghastly was licking him. The Chan was about to smack him with one of his elemental punches when he suddenly felt a wave of relaxation he never felt before, he almost fell from the sudden feeling of calmness.
"Err... are you ok?" Said the Ghastly, concerned
"Ooh... keep... licking..." Said the Hitmonchan in a soft tone. The Ghastly obliged and began slowly licking the chocolate off the fighting type. While the ghost was busy with the cleaning the Chan began to feel new waves of calmness and euphoria from just having this Pokemon embrace him in such a way, even if it was accidental.
After Ghastly cleaned the upper body and most of the abdomen he could definitely see something peeking out of the Chan's skirt, a brown member was emerging from the fighting-type's crotch. Being a ghost of a Pokemon dead long ago he wasn't new to the sex scene but it really would be his first time to try his ethereal form in a sexual way. He gave the tip of the growing member a small lick, suddenly Hitmonchan squirmed around as a wave of pleasure washed over him.
"Ooh, please... keep going Ghastly..." Said the fighting type in a gasping tone, the ghost Pokemon obliged and kept giving the inflating maleness small licks. After a while of constant teasing from Ghastly the Hitmonchan was able to reach full flag. The ghost Pokemon suddenly took the fighting type's member in its entirety inside his huge mouth, Hitmonchan felt a huge wave of very dense air concentrate around his crotch in addition to the stimulating tongue on his genitals already. A huge wave of relief washed over the fighting type as a wad of pre shot out of his cock and into the awaiting mouth off his ghost partner. The Ghastly found the taste to be quite creamy to his liking, also the pre was a bit addictive and the Ghastly craved for more of the luscious fluids. Hitmonchan tried to grasp the incorporeal creature but his hands went through Ghastly's body so he just clenched them tightly into fists and rode the waves of pleasure and relaxation.
The ghost Pokemon kept moving his gaseous body up and down the slicked rod of the fighting type; his body in its entirety literally rubbing all over the maleness of the Hitmonchan, especially his solid tongue. Hitmonchan felt the Ghastly's advances like if a huge wind was blowing over his crotch, not to mention the skillful tongue lavishing all over his throbbing rod. Hitmonchan felt a huge turmoil in his loins as some of his seed started to acumulate in the base of his shaft.
"Ooh... ohhh.... yes.... Mmm..." Was all that Hitmonchan could say when feelings of pleasure wracked every nerve of his body and all the acumulated seed inside him gushed out of his hardened member. Ghastly was surprised a bit when he felt waves of seed go literally through his gaseous body but he regained composure and solidified so he can absorb all of the creamy seed shot from the Hitmonchan. The ghost Pokemon drank the creamy nectar gleefully down, making sure not one more drop was spilled. After the Chan finished up he just laid there, trying to catch his breath.
"Who, I really needed that Ghastly.. thank you" Said the Chan in a soft tone
"Heh, don't thank me just yet" Said the Ghastly as he floated above the Chan. All of a sudden there was a black flash and everything was dark. When the blackness faded Hitmonchan saw a black figure next to him
"Tada, what do you think" Said the figure in Ghastly's voice, suddenly Hitmonchan realized that it was Ghastly himself. About the same size he was just a black body covered in well defined muscles, he was also hairless and his body is still covered in the same purple mist from his original self. Ghastly looked at Hitmonchan's eyes with his own, the fighting type reached out and rubbed the ghost's chest feeling that it was quite solid... and smooth and hard.
"Heh, you sure are filled with surprises..." Said the fighting type, looking back into Ghastly's brilliant eyes. The ghost Pokemon put an arm over the Hitmonchan's chest and started to rub his entire upper body with long soft strokes. Ghastly turned around so that he was on top of Hitmonchan, his bulky body pining down the fighting type.
"Now to get ready for part 2" Said the ghost with a huge grin in his face. The ghost gripped both of Hitmonchan's legs and raised them high in the air, revealing the fighting type's small tailhole, though that wasn't in the interest of the Chan's partner at the moment; he lowered his hips so that both the Chan's cock and his sheath touched each other. The Chan was still recovering from his earlier orgasm but he could definitely feel the Ghastly's maleness on top of his. The ghost thrust his hips slowly, grinding both rods against their muscular bodies. Due to the constant grinding action of both bodies Ghastly could feel his cock emerge from his sheath. Hitmonchan could feel some of the Ghastly's male flesh rush past his own though he was still recovering from his earlier orgasm to react to his friend. After a while of cock grinding and feeling that he was grinding stone into Hitmonchan than flesh, Ghastly took his elongated member, moved it down and pressed against the Hitmon's small tailhole. The fighting type meeped as the ghost Pokemon advanced in his intentions, he reflexively contracted his hole but right then and there the Chan's cock was revived; a bit of it started to grow out of his sheath. With small thrusts Ghastly gingerly pushed his stiff maleness inside the Chan's tight tailhole, he kept pushing slowly against the huge resistance that the Chan was providing. The fighting type kicked his legs wildly in the air as he was invaded by the ghost type, liking very much the feeling off being spread wide by another male. Hitmonchan suddenly felt renewed energy surge through his body and it was evident when his cock regrew at a faster clip. Once Ghastly buried his thick member in its entirety into Hitmonchan he kept trying to push into the fighting type a bit more. The ghost pulled his rod out of the Chan and pushed back in a steady mating rhythm; Ghastly placed a paw on the Chan's crotch, liking the feeling of the growing flesh under his fingertips. As soon as he could feel that the Chan reached full flag under his care he grabbed the fighting type's maleness and began to stroke it harshly.
The Chan just stood there throughout the whole ordeal, making small whimpering sounds as the Ghastly mated with him. Ghastly increased the tempo of his pumping, his prefluids slickening up the inside of the Chan while he jerked the Chan's member off using the fighting type's own pre to lubricate the rod. They were both unaware of how much time they were mating, the Pokemon were completely oblivious to their surroundings. Ghastly could feel his rod starting to quiver wildly inside his partner, evident that he was about to reach his climax, the fighting type could also feel that his friend was very close to his release as well. While the ghost was pumping relentlessly into the Chan the fighting type had plans of his own, suddenly he squeezed all of his lower body muscles together causing the walls to collapse around the ghost cock. Ghastly said a little eeep as the passage became much smaller all of a sudden, the resistance against the passage much harder and the stimulation increased significantly. In one final thrust Ghastly spilled his load of seed into his fighting-type friend, wave after shot of the cool seed sticking to the Hitmon's inner walls. The fighting type meeped as his core temperature suddenly dropped a few degrees and a chill ran down his entire body, the sudden spasm caused him to tip over the edge and spill his cum. The ghost bent down and traced his tongue around the spasming Hitmonchan cock, licking some of the cum around it and letting the majority of it splash around his face. Hitmonchan sighed as his orgasm came to an end, still feeling the ghost unloading in him. With a few more thrusts Ghastly was able to get his cum out of him and into his newfound friend.
"That was a great experience" Said Ghastly, taking out his softening mass of male flesh out of the fighting type, giving out an audible pop and spilling a bit of the ghost's purple-tinted cum.
"Yep, I agree.." Said Hitmonchan, breathless as he tried to got up but Ghastly put a paw on his chest and told him to stay on the floor.
"Shhh.. stay here..." Said the ghost as he curled up to the fighting type. Both of them sighed as they cuddled in the afterglow of their mating.
"I guess... I really needed this little treatment, huh?" Said Hitmonchan, looking into the ghost's huge eyes
"Yeah... you really need to relax.... make sure nothing gets to you... you get me" Said the ghost as he petted the Chan's head. They both enjoyed the feeling of the other's company until sleep and exhaustion overtook them.
THE END
Well... not quite... seeing that you wasted valuable minutes, electricity and (hopefully) cum I'll make it up by writing another side-story... enjoy >;)
Suddenly the car that Nakiri was driving in broke down, steam poured out of the hood and everything else shut down. The human pulled out of the road and got out to inspect the problems. When he got to the front of the car he was knocked away by a huge explosion, fourtunatley the explosion knocked him far enough so that he was safe from the ensuing carnage. The flames spread to the gas tank and that's when there was a truly magnificent explosion; ember and smoke poured from the charred wreck that was once a car. And if that wasn't enough a meteor fell on top of the car, utterly annihilating...
"Uhhh... isn't the meteor a bit overkill?" Nakiri said
But... it's kewl ;_;
"... it's unnecesary and not to mention.... overused :/"
Fine... there was no meteor, but no car for you NYAH! >;p
Anyway, Nakiri walked away from the flaming wrekage hoping to find a bus stop or a gas station or even a house where to all for a cab. He didn't know for how long he was going through before he realized that he was lost. While he was wandering aimlessly and taking sharp turns around the forest he saw something that made him sigh in relief, some kind of light flickering from far away. Instinctively, he ran towards the light ignoring any minor obstacles in its way. He suddenly leapt into an open clearing, the only thing visible was a campfire which was the source of the light. Nakiri tried to look around for anyone there but the low light failed to illuminate anyone in the immediate vicinity. Nakiri suddenly heard some rustling nearby, he braced himself for the worst. What Nakiri didn't expect was 50 or so dark figures leaping out of the forest to pile up on the poor human. Nakiri was almost crushed by the ton of bodies on top of him. They all got off of Nakiri except for two which grabbed him by the arms to restrain him though Nakiri didn't try to struggle. In the fire light he could see they were all Machokes. They communicated amongst themselves with their trademark Machoke cries and some grunts thrown in the mix. Nakiri wondered in fear what they were saying, hopefully they would release him instead of killing him. The Machokes nodded amongst themselves and the two Machokes grappling him suddenly released and instead was replaced by one; this one tore off his clothes in quick motion leaving Nakiri naked. Suddenly about 10 of them tore off their briefs, revealing that they were of the female kind. Suddenly one drove towards Nakiri in frantic desperation and began licking his face relentlessly with broad strokes of her powerful tongue.
"Oh no... they don't have their belts on.... now they'll be out of control" Thought the human for a moment before the harsh licking interrupted his thoughts. The Machoke that was on top of him suddenly grabbed Nakiri's cock and squeezed the limp member rather hard. The trainer gasped and screamed out loud as his cock was literally crushed by the muscle-bound Pokemon, also for some strange reason he derived some pleasure from his cock being squeezed so hard. Machoke suddenly let go of the human's maleness and dipped back further so that her head rested on his crotch, and in one quick move she engulfed the hardening rod in her mouth. The suction provided by the Pokemon was enough to inflict pain into Nakiri, the human thinking that she'll tear off the cock off him. While one Machoke sucked and batted the cock around forcefully with her tongue another one came up and presented herself unceremoniously to his face. The Machoke in front of him sat on his chest and nudged forward so that her clit was in front of the helpless human. The smell of the strong female scent alone was enough to choke him and lose all of his senses for a while as the scent was like a blow to his face.
The Machoke on his cock released his fully erect member from her maw, she raised and changed position so that now her swollen femaleness was over his battered rod; the Machoke lowered herself slowly, her internal muscles squeezing the intruder roughly and not giving it a moment's rest. The other Machoke pushed her sex into Nakiri's face, choking the human from the interrupted air flow and the strong musk. Both Machokes went with their own tempos, forcing Nakiri to adjust to an irregular pattern of movement. While the Machoke on the bottom impaled herself on the human's spear the one on top kept spreading her clit on the human's face. Nakiri was able to snap out of his little coma to help the Machokes, he growled and used his tongue to penetrate the feminine folds in front of him. The Machoke on top growled back and pushed harder on Nakiri's face; the trainer tried to keep his nose unclogged so he could breathe while pleasuring the muscle-bound Pokemon in front of him. The other Machoke just kept hammering over the human, crushing his cock with her vaginal muscles. Both Machokes were in a state of primal bliss brought on by their frenzied state while Nakiri was being beat on by a pair of muscular females.
The Machoke on the bottom howled as her climax surged throughout her body, wave of her nectar splashed on the human's cock like a fire hose and the muscles gripping the cock like a vise. Nakiri clenched his hands around the other Machoke's thigh as he felt the orgasm of the first Machoke like a twist of pain and pressure on his loins. The other Machoke pushed harder and harder into Nakiri's face, almost deforming the nose and breaking some of the human's teeth. Nakiri was able to climax admist in intense pain, his cock shooting out comparably small amounts of cum; the seed mixing with the copious ammount of the feminine nectar already provided. While he was busy with his own orgasm he was totally caught by surprise when the other Machoke started to climax on his face, the walls squeezing the countenance forcefully and hitting it throughouly with the gushing ejaculate provided by the horny fighting type. Both Pokemon withdraw from the exhausted and battered human and two more took their place and the vicious cycle repeated again...
And he lived happily ever after, becoming sex slaves to a group of horny Machokes
The End.. for real now
And I leave you with the words of Zapp Branigan "Can I take a break...the mind is willing but the flesh is spongy"