"Anonymous Trainer Busts Local PokeBrothel"

The words on the news header jumped out at Alex from the Pokecenter TV. A reporter was on the scene, giving the details of the story. As she talked, footage from the incident rolled, showing the narrow alleyway... the inconspicuous, unmarked entrance leading into a thought-to-be-abandoned hotel complex... and the police escorting several owners of the brothel away. Photos of various pokemon were shown, each one a victim of the horrible practices that went on inside.

"Last night, an unknown trainer discovered an underground brothel offering pokemon as sex slaves, which had been secretly running in the condemned Mason Hotel complex of our own Goldenrod City. Eye witness reports describe the trainer as initiating a confrontation with two men standing outside of the brothel. The trainer apparently then entered the apartment complex and, in a courageous act of justice, challenged and defeated the runners of the brothel with his pokemon, corralling the criminals hostage inside one of the abandoned rooms. The Good Samaritan then called the police, slipping out just before the first officers arrived on the scene. The trainer's act of vigilantism have saved reportedly over 14 abused and mal-nourished Pokemon. No details yet on the possible identity of this valiant trainer, but on behalf of pokemon owners everywhere, we thank you. Back to you, Barb..."

Alex huffed and turned away, returning his attention to the coffee he had been sipping. He had seen enough. More than enough, actually.

The courageous, anonymous trainer that had busted the illegal pokebrothel...

That was him.

Alex disliked being the center of attention, and wished to remain anonymous. The thought of dealing with the police, news reporters, and cameramen did not appeal to him: it seemed like it would just be a huge hassle. He would rather spend time with his pokemon, whether it be working or training. A quiet day like this one was much more preferable than one spent at the local police station answering questions.

Alex had just been in the right place at the right time. Having overheard the men talking about what went on inside the door they had been guarding, Alex had decided to confront them, and the thugs immediately threatened to jump him. Alex released his Scyther and decided to let his pokemon do the talking. The unfortunate bouncers clearly did not expect him to be a trainer... and both they and their own pokemon paid for it.

Several pokemon battles later, Alex forced 5 men into a room under threat of his pokemon's sharp blades and called the police. Waiting for the officers to arrive, he took time to explore the rooms, searching for the pokemon that the brothel was using.

And what he found horrified him.

Sad and depraved-looking pokemon everywhere were chained or tied to old beds. Many were bound further to prevent them from striking back at potential customers: An exhausted Lopunny with arms duct taped behind her back.... A forlorn-looking Umbreon, with fur matted by a sticky mess and a thick rope around her neck.... A skinny and sickly Nidorina, with only one functional eye huddled in the corner.... A dazed and weak Mighteyna, scratching at the zip ties around her snout....

But what shocked Alex the most was the Charmeleon. Many of the pokemon were overjoyed and excited to see Alex, knowing that his actions had brought their freedom. But when Alex found the Charmeleon, she gave no reaction at all... and instead just sat and stared at him with an empty expression: She seemed to be completely resigned to her fate. Her tail flame was weak, and her body was skinny from malnourishment. Alex nearly broke down when he saw her.... she looked pathetic and defeated. As he approached, she slowly got up and presented her rear to him with robotic movements, having done the same routine before no doubt hundreds of times before. Alex bent down to her level and tried to console her, indicating that he was not interested, and the fire lizard only looked confused. He took out a Rage Candy Bar out of his bag and opened it for her and watched as she ate it voraciously.

Though Alex had no way of knowing, the pokemon been in the service of one brothel or another for most of her life: She didn't know much of anything beyond what happens inside a bedroom. Even as a younger charmander she had been used as a tool for carnal pleasures. Though she was certain things were always not the way they were now, she could not remember much of her earlier life... just bits and pieces.... A faded memory of a young human, the sound of her mother's breathing, the skyline of a faraway city, the smell of the forest... not enough to piece together a past.

He wasn't sure what urged him to do it, but as he watched her lick her the chocolate on her claws hungrily, Alex took out a pokeball and captured the lizard. She gave no resistance. Part of him felt an overwhelming desire to take her away from this place. He knew the rest of the pokemon here were going to day cares or adoption agencies, but he felt like this Charmeleon needed special help. Alex just felt pity for the creature.... He wanted to show her what compassion and friendship is like... from a real trainer.

That was all last night. Now here he was inside of the Goldenrod Pokemon Center, waiting for an update on his newest pokemon. She had been placed in the ICU for malnourishment, as her tail flame was dangerously weak. A nutrient-rich IV was hooked up to her, and she was given a mild tranquilizer and allowed to sleep the day away. That was 10 hours ago. Alex had slept most of that time as well. But now he was waiting, trying to think of a name for the Charmeleon while he waited for a nurse to check up on her.

A few minutes later, Alex looked up and watched as a Nurse Joy walk into the lobby from the back room, followed by a Chansey carrying a clipboard. She came up to him with a concerned look on her face. Alex stood up.

"I'm sorry, sir... but I have some bad news that you may or may not know about already."

Alex held his breath.

" During her checkup, we found evidence of long-term abuse, and pokemon abuse is a serious matter in the Pokemon League." She gave him a stern stare. "When we spoke earlier you claimed that she was recently caught, so if we could just check your Poke Gear's capture information so we could verify your alibi." Nurse Joy looked flustered. Alex bet she knew exactly just what kind of abuse it was, and that she didn't want to say it out loud in the lobby.

"If you may, could I see her capture information?... this is standard procedure, please don't be upset." She added, despite the fact that Alex was not upset in the slightest bit.

"Of course" Alex replied with a smile. He had nothing to hide. He flipped open the screen and pulled up the Charmeleon's data:

Quiet Nature.
Feb 25th, 2011
Goldenrod City
Met at lvl 18.
Highly persistent.

"Ah, thank you, sir. That is indeed yesterday's date" She smiled sweetly and curtsied. "Your Charmeleon is doing fine, by the way. She is awake and alert and her tail flame has been growing bigger by the hour. Now, she is still quite weak and skinny for her size, so please be sure to get her plenty of food and rest so she can recuperate fully. If you can just wait here for a moment we will bring her out to you."

"Chansey!" The pokemon behind Nurse Joy added.

"That's great news." Alex replied with relief. He looked forward to meeting the Charmeleon under better circumstances.

A minute later the Nurse reappeared from the back with a small tray holding a single pokeball, which Alex graciously took and went on his way. He exited the PokeCenter and made his way to his apartment. He lived in a Trainer House: a pokemon-friendly housing complex that gave special, reduced rates for aspiring trainers far away from home. It was cheap and convenient, and Alex liked it. The complex had a "selective pokemon ban", a list of pokemon not allowed to be let outside their pokeballs while on the property. It was common practice in many public buildings, and was far better than a full pokemon ban. It made sense to him... no landlord would want some idiot running around with, for example... an Onyx in the hallway. Due to the tail flame, Charmander's line was on the list as well, but Alex was willing to break the rules just this once when he got to his room.

Unlocking the door to his tiny apartment, he slipped inside and quickly locked it again. He then pulled down his shades, took out his pokeball and opened it.

In a burst of red light, the Charmeleon appeared in front of him. She looked around to gather in her new surroundings, unsure of where she was. The carpet was different... the furniture was different.... the place didn't smell horrible.... She let out an exuberant "Char!" when she realized she was no longer in the old apartments. Turning, she saw a human sitting on the sofa, recogizing him as the one who fed and captured her: her new master. Last night, she was grateful that she fed him, but now that she realized he owned her, she felt a bit unsure of her situation. Alex tried talking to her reassuringly.

"Hey, Charmeleon.... My name is Alex." He smiled at her.

The pokemon gave him a distrustful look.

Alex sighed. "Well, I don't blame her..." he thought. "Looks like this is gonna be difficult... might as well start with the basics"

"Charmeleon, I brought you away from that place, and now you're gonna be with me now, okay? You're no longer going to be doing the things you did at your previous home. No one will tie you to a bed. No one will make you bend over and raise your tail anymore."

The pokemon's face brightened, and she let out a questioning "Charmeleon?", cocking her head.

"I took you away from your old life, Charmeleon. From now on, you're staying with me. Come here... its alright." He smiled warmly and offered his hand, expecting her to sniff it.

The pokemon pondered Alex's words, smiling, and she gingerly reached out to sniff his hand. This was all a lot to take in... a new home, new master... Though she was certainly happy to be gone from her old home. She did not like her old home... it was dark and dusty and she was rarely let outside. The Charmeleon suddenly wondered about her pokemon companions, hoping they had found new homes as well.

"Come here... I'll show you around my place." He smiled and got up, motioning for her to follow. He gave her a quick tour of the family room, the tiny little bathroom, the bedroom, and the kitchen (which she was very interested in). He also let her peek out his windows, but was careful to not let anyone see her. The pokemon seemed happy to explore his place, and even rumaged through the mess in his bedroom a little, inspecting his dirty clothes that were on the floor, picking up an empty soda can on his desk and exploring it's sweet smell, and even sniffing the inside of his trashcan. Everywhere she went, she got more and more excited, smelling and inspecting everything. This really was a new place to live!

Alex was getting a kick out of seeing her walk around and explore his place. "See, you'll live here now." Alex said. "Well, actually... I think I may have to keep you in a pokeball when people come over... but if you're good and keep your tail flame from burning the place down, you can stay out as long as you like."

The Charmeleon went back into the kitchen, inspecting the fridge. He opened it for her.

She nearly died of happiness.

Food. Food! Food was inside! Berries and Poke-kibble and MooMoo Milk and all sorts of human food like hotdogs and leftover pizza and cheese! Her eyes opened wide and her jaw fell open in total disbelief at all the food she saw. In actuality, there wasn't that much in Alex's fridge, but the Charmeleon had never been around this much food before. Alex laughed and grabbed an Oran berry out of the fruit drawer and gave it to her. She gobbled it instantly, stem and all. Alex had forgotten about her hunger. He gave her another, which she readily ate, and hoped that the berries would tide her over for now.

Alex moved back into the family room and held out his hand. Excited, she jumped straight into his arms. Alex laughed as he fell backwards onto his couch, completely unexpecting it, and she fell down on top of him, straddling his lap. He pulled her close and hugged her, wondering if she had ever cuddled with a human before. The pokemon relished the hug and returned it. He smiled... It was great to see her happy now, and although her body was still skinny and a bit sickly, her demeanor was a far cry to the depressed fire lizard that he had found only yesterday.

"Heh... I'm glad you like the place!" he spoke to her, scratching her neck.

Something made Alex stop his thoughts in their track. He looked down at their embrace, and realized she was gently grinding against his hips, and had placed a claw just above his crotch. The Charmeleon wanted to show him her thanks.

Alex was a bit mortified at her behavior. "Woah, woah.... Hold on a minute." He immediately blushed and pushed her off, setting the lizard on the sofa next to him. He sat her down and placed a hand on her shoulder.

He looked at her squarely. "No, Charmeleon... listen. You don't have to do that anymore."

She looked at him imploringly, and gave an inquisitive "Charm?" The Charmeleon had never met a human that refused her like this. She wondered what was wrong.

Alex sighed. The road to her recuperation will likely be long. He tried speaking to her with patience, as if to a child. He knew this was going to be a difficult conversation.

"Listen." He paused... unsure of how to begin. " You lived in a place where humans come to mate with pokemon. But... the rest of the world isn't like that. Most humans do not prefer pokemon... You see, they... we.. prefer to mate inside our own species...." Alex self-conciously scrachted the back of his head. "See, outside, in the rest of the world, that's what most humans are like, Including me. And, uh..."

Alex was having difficulty trying to find the right way to discuss the taboos of pokephilia.... especially to a pokemon that thought it was normal. He paused, unable to find words that would sound right enough to him. He was trying to tread carefully, but it didn't seem like the pokemon was catching on. She only stared at him inquisitively.

Alex bit his lip. "Okay, let me put it this way: I don't want to mate with you... I just want to be your friend. Do you understand? You don't have to try and mate with me, or anyone else from now on, and never again. Now, you'll just be a regular pokemon, and I'll raise you... and train you. See? From now on you won't be handed over to be mated by humans you don't know anymore.... "

The Charmeleon frowned, taking his words with consideration, trying to diessect what he meant in her mind. She was hurt that he didn't want to mate with her, and didn't quite understand all that he meant. The Charmeleon didn't know how to react... she gave a weak smile and stared at him, trying to read his expression.

Alex wasn't sure what to say next. The talk had him a bit frazzled. He thought that was about as much as he could get through to her right now. "Ok... well... Let's just focus on the fact that you have a new home for now. How about that?" He scratched her neck and hoped he could get through to her. She seemed bright enough for her species. Alex knew that the process would likely take time.

The pokemon's attention snapped back to this realization... that she would be living here. A new home made her feel good about her self. She felt excited, confident. The Charmeleon was unsure of this human, her new master.... but more than anything, she was happy to be away from that dark place she had been taken from.

Alex stood up, feeling a bit awkward about the talk. He was eager to switch subjects. "Hey... how about I cook some food for you?"

The pokemon's eyes lit up. "Charmeleon!" she cried excitedly. Her happiness was infectious and a smile spread across Alex's own face as well. She had already ran into the kitchen before he got up.

Alex spent the next 20 minutes cooking up some macaroni and cheese out of a box. It wasn't what one would call a delicacy, but Alex knew the hungry pokemon wouldn't mind. The charmeleon was immensely curious about the entire process, and watched his every move. Alex could cook moderately well when he wanted to, but most of the time he favored convenience over finer dining. That was way Pasta became a staple of Alex's diet, being quick to make and tasty enough. He separated the cheesy noodles into equal portions and took half and mixed it in with a generous bowl of Poke-kibble, saving the rest for later. He gave the bowl to the Charmeleon, who started greedily shoveling the food into her mouth. Alex had to try and slow her down a bit... she was not even chewing the food, but just swallowing everything whole.

The charmeleon was estatic over the food. Food! There was so much of it! Everything was delicious to her. She ate until her stomach hurt, waited for things to settle, and ate some more.

When the pokemon had licked her bowl clean, she let out a satisfied "Meleon..." and sat down on the stool in Alex's kitchen, her eyes half-open. She was very full... and that had made her very sleepy. Alex then patted her head for a bit before returning her to her pokeball. Alex then picked up his cellphone.... He had an important call to make. He hit the number 4 on his speed dial and waited to hear someone pick up. He heard a cough and a mellow voice answer over the line.

"Hello? Can I speak to Dr. Elm, please?"

"Yea, It's me, Alex... Oh, I'm fine.... Yea, the Chinchou is doing great. Actually, he recently evolved! ... Yes..... Uh-huh.... Yea."

"Yea, I really like having him around: he's a spunky little fish... Haha.. Yea, I know. I'll keep you posted. "

"Listen... Is it okay if I take the next few days off? .... Well, I picked up a new pokemon today... a Charmeleon. She's been recently abandoned and she's, well... frankly she's not in good mental or physical shape so I just want to have a few days to help her acclimate, that's all.... Yea.... Yes, thank you. I knew you'd understand, Professor. .... Haha, yea. I'll see you at the lab in a few days."

"Uh huh. Bye!"

Alex hung up the phone and plopped down on the couch. He turned on the TV but after a few minutes he lost interest, his mind going back to the Charmeleon and what he was going to do with her....

...

Over the next week, Alex had been bonding with the Charmeleon the best way he knew how: by training her for battle. She steadily and quickly gained weight over the past few days, her cheeks filling in and her belly regaining a slight, healthy bulge. she honed her claws on Magnemites, sharpened her teeth on Hoothoots, tempered her fire against Flaffys, and generally kicked a lot of wild, angry pokemon butt. Her muscles and stamina grew quickly, and Alex even gave her quite a few of his precious vitamins, which he usually hoarded due to their ridiculous price. The trust the Charmeleon had in her new trainer grew fast, and she was quickly making friends with his Scyther and his newly-evolved Lanturn.

For the time being, she replaced Ty, Alex's Scyther, as his default traveling companion and hiking partner. He saw that Ty was a little upset over this, but Alex knew he could find a way to manage. Hunley, the Lanturn Alex was raising, had really taken a liking to his Charmeleon, and it amused him to see the two pokemon play and talk to each other, despite being polar opposite in type and body shape.

Alex still had not found a name for the pokemon, as he was struggling to come up with something that would fit her personality. She was a complicated creature... being quite timid at times, and persistent at others... and she was definitely quieter than his other two companions, often appearing to be lost in thought or brooding. She liked to stay close to him in public, generally appearing to distrust other people that she met, although Alex found this could be remedied if the stranger offered food. Speaking of food, her voracious appetite did not seem to ever be sated. She absolutely loved to eat.

The charmeleon found her new home no less exciting than her newfound battling skills. She loved to explore the tiny appartment. Alex had even caught her in his closet once. He appreciated that she was self-concious with her tail around the house but still, he pokemon had managed to singe more than a few of his shirts in the name of exploration.

She liked to sleep in his bed when he wasn't around and liked to watch TV with him, much like Ty and Hunley would. But the charmeleon liked to sit close to Alex, even jumping into his lap more than a few times unannounced.

Alex had suspicions over the motives of these actions, but tried not to dwell on it. He was already constantly trying to teach the pokemon the right and wrongs of personal behavior. Seeing her try and come on to him always filled the trainer with odd and uncomfortable thoughts, and he tried hard to brush her off and show her correct behavior.

He didn't understand why she was still very open about her desires for mating. Time and time again she would come to Alex, offering herself, or coming on to him, and he would be forced to have another awkward encounter with her. Alex figured that perhaps the pokemon did not understand that her actions were publically unacceptable. Once he had an awkward moment of the Charmeleon presenting herself to him in front of another trainer, a Youngster.... Alex wished he could forget the look he got from the poor kid.

He had the need to restore the charmeleon and correct her deviant behavior, but it was always hard to see the pokemon so downcast after doing so. He didn't understand why she would get so upset after being told no. He would have assumed the pokemon would have been happy to never be used for sex again. Her behavior was confusing.

......

After five long, hard days of training against wild pokemon and building up her strength, Alex thought she was ready. Abrupty, he walked into the living room and let out all three of his pokemon from their balls.

Alex wore an excited grin as he spoke. "Okay everyone... we're going to the dark cave on a camping trip."

Ty, the Scyther looked grumpy over the matter. He mumbled a few grumbling "Scy"s under his breath. Hunley clapped his fins in excitement. He was glad to see the pokmeon so outgoing.

And his still-unnamed Charmeleon only looked at him with curiosity. She didn't appear to know what camping was, so Alex explained.

"We're going on a long hike, charmeleon.... only we're not coming back at night. We're going to sleep outside."

She appared to take the knowledge in stride, slowly nodding her head.

Alex smiled.... she didn't know it, but he was going to introduce the Charmeleon to her first trainer battles.

.....

The Dark Cave was a blast. Alex loved exploring, and the Charmeleon's bright tail flame allowed him to get to deeper parts of the cave for the first time. Zubats and Geodudes fell by the hundreds, it seemed, at his pokemon's onslaught. Trainers too, fell at the claws and flame of his charmeleon. Alex had his fair share of defeats as well, as he was no extraordinay trainer, but he managed to keep a winning record for the day, which was enough. His Charmeleon seemed to have difficulty following orders in the heat of battle sometimes, relying on her instincts rather than his directions... but that was expected for a new trainee. He was always quick to pull his pokemon aside after a loss and explain what had happeend, hoping to make every battle a learning experience. He trusted his companions to fight hard, and his confidence in them rubbed off on the Charmeleon quickly.

And after a long, hard-fought day, all three of his companions were dirty, tired, aching, and satisfied from a good days training.

It was only at night that he was able to find a clearing in the nearby woods and pitch his tent. He did so in the light of the Charmeleon's tail flame, reflecting on how useful it was having her around. Alex then had her help him gather rocks for a fire pit, being the only pokemon with hands. Calling out his Scyther to chop wood, he constructed a teepee of logs around the circle of stones he had placed. He then got out his fire starting kit, before he stopped and laughed at what he was doing.

He just realized he didn't need a fire starting kit anymore.

"Hey, Charmeleon.... come here."

The lizard drew close to Alex, giving an inquisitive "Char?", and he playfully grabbed her tail and thrust it into the kindling. She looked pleased to be of use, and Alex laughed at her goofy expression. After the fire had been stoked, he let go of her tail, and the Charmeleon immediately hugged Alex. The suddenness surprised him, but he quickly hugged back. She continued the embrace for several minutes. He kept waiting for her to let go, but she never quite did. After a while, Alex started to feel a bit embarrased..

"Uh... hey, Charmeleon?"

"Char?"

"Uhm... ok, the hug is starting to get awkward. You can let go, now."

"..."

"Hey! Charmeleon? Hello?"

"Char.... Meleon."

The lizard had been lost in thought, Alex realized. He patted her on the head. "You're gonna sleep out here and add more wood when the fire needs it, okay? You and the fire will ward off any wild pokemon trying to come and rumage through our supplies and food." He gave her a pat on the head. "Now, I'm going to get to sleep"

"Meleon!" She exclaimed. The pokemon was happy to have an important role. Alex wished her a good night as he climbed into his tent and quickly fell asleep.

...

The Charmeleon curled up next to the fire and stared at the dancing flames and the shadows they would cast in the surrounding woods. Her mind was deep in reflection.Alex had been wrong: She was not lost in thought during the hug, but rather, lost in fantasy. She had been thinking about the next step to take after the embrace.... the kiss, the feel of Alex's hands on her body, her claws caressing his warm skin. It had aroused her.

The Charmeleon inhaled deeply as her thoughts wandered: She was thinking about her new life, her new beggining and especially, her new master....

She was constantly amazed at his kindness and generosity. She was not used to it. The humans she was used to did not show her either kindness or generosity. They just showed interest in mating with her, and made her do all sorts of things to them. That alone did not bother her too much... in fact, it did not bother most pokemon she had lived with in her previous life. It felt good and she did not mind. She and her old friends only feared the humans who were mean while they mated. The ones who would hit and mate with her even if she did not want to. Those humans she hated. And if she refused, they would have her and her friends tied up or bound so they couldn't strike back. She didn't understand why. None of her friends would have needed to be tied up if they weren't treated badlt in the first place. She feared being tied up like her friends were.... which is why she never struck back at any human, regardless of how much she hated them.

The Charmeleon sighed, feelings of frustration flooding back to her, triggered from the memories of her past.

But being hit or forced to mate was not the worst part. The worst part was the hunger and the loneliness. She and her old friends were repeatedly forgotten about. And no one cared. Not her owners, and not the people that came into her room to mate with her. She wanted food, and no one would feed her. She wanted to play, and no one would play with her. She wanted affection, and no one would give her any. She was very lonly in her old life. Every single time.... the human would come in, mate her, and then would exit the room, leaving her hungry and cold and alone....

And she was so very tired of being hungry and cold and alone.

But her new master did not leave her. He protected her and he loved her. And it made her happy. And she wanted to show her appreciation to him, and give him the same pleasure she had been giving other humans in her old life. But he would never let her do it.... and that frustrated her. He said it was wrong. She could not understand. He said the rest of the world was different from what she had known in her old life. She thought it wasn't fair.

As long as she could not mate with him, she was frustrated... She liked to hug him, which gave her at least some physical touch... and she liked that he allowed it. But her mind would always wander when she hugged. She would think about Alex moving his fingers down her body, caressing her smooth scales.... the thoughts would make her feel good... She would often touch herself later from these thoughts....

...

And even now, a single claw was creeping down between her legs. The pokemon didn't quie understand it, but her body was having a hard time adjusting to a sudden lack of sex. She had been used to constant physical attention, and now that she had none, her sex drive was running on high all the time. The Charmeleon ran her claw further down between her legs, finally coming across a slit below her smooth belly. She began to slowly part this slit, rubbing at the entrance and the sensitive nub above. And all the while she thought of Alex, her new master, pretending it was his finger there instead. The Charmeleon let out a quiet yowl, swinging her leg open so she had better access. She focused on remembering the way Alex smelled... his clothes and hair especially, and she pretended breathing in his scent as his body loomed over hers. She felt his claws run across her body, sending shivers down her spine. His finger gently prodded at her entrance, teasing her. She put her claws on Alex's arms, feeling his warm skin and firm biceps. He bent down for a kiss, and she passionately grabbed his head and brought their lips together. Although she couldn't really kiss like a person, she knew from experience how much humans liked this action, and she imagined how much it would turn Alex on. Her claws ran down Alex's body, her hands caressing his firm muscles, before traveling lower and feeling the arousal in his pants. She squealed with glee as she felt it's large shape. It was so big... so sensual in her claws. She squeezed it firmly and felt Alex jump.

She imagined Alex stripping down to nothing, taking off his silly clothes, and she excitedly got on all fours and raised her tail high. Her moist entrance was dripping with excitement, and she squirmed as he brought his shaft forward and pressed it against her vent. She begged him to take her, and he happily agreed, pushing in all the way. She squealed as she felt her vent stretch open from Alex's firm shaft, and she gripped the ground and shivered as she bent over him.

The human just somehow knew how to drive her wild.

She felt Alex grabbing her lithe shoulders and pressing into her forcefully, and she felt the weight of his body on her as he thrust into her vent repeatedly. She couldn't stand it... he was just so hot, so good at this... She pushed back at him, lost in the feeling of having her hole filled with Alex's firm member. Every time he would pull out until only his tip remained inside, and immediately he would thrust back in with a wild, intense passion. She felt the force of his thrusts press against the walls of her passage, and he would push into her every time he hilted, his balls slapping against her skin. She would clamp down every time he would exit her, not wanting the intense pressure to leave. His hands wandered her body, grabbing her hips and squeezing.

She was so thrilled to have Alex as her mate that she cried out loudly in bliss.

Alex then bent over her further, putting most of his weight against his body. His thrusts became so powerful that she began to rock back and forth from his movements. He then wrapped a hand around her leg and started to rub her slit. Carefully, methodically, he located her clit and rubbed it, drawing his finger over the nub repeatedly. She cried out his name in bliss, the extra pleasure making her crazy with lust. He was taking her to the heights of passion, and she could barely control herself. She bit down on her tongue, trying to stifle a scream as he simultaneously pounded her and thumbed at her clit.

She humped into his thrusts, letting her mating instincts take over. Alex's motions were giving her total bliss. She grunted as he pressed into her body, taking in the pressure and firmness of his cock as it repeatedly entered her passage. Suddenly, Alex's movements began to speed up, and she felt him coming close to his orgasm. She couldn't wait any longer. She cried out, demanding his seed. Alex happily obliged, and in one powerful thrust, came deep inside her. She could feel his powerful cock filling her up with spurt after spurt of cum, and it drew her over the edge. She clamped down on his massive shaft, her vent getting that familar filling sensation, and she moaned as wave after wave of pleasure coursed through her body like eletricity. She rode out her orgasm with glee, taking in every sensation of the moment. She felt him slowly withdraw, and she turned to watch him clean up and leave.

Only he didn't leave! Unlike all the humans before him, he stayed with her, bending down to cuddle with her, whispering sweetnothings into her ear, making her feel loved and wanted. It was the first time anyone had stayed with her... Oh, she was so happy! He kissed her forehead and cradled her in a loving embrace, and she licked his cheek in return, feeling his strong arms around her and letting out a sigh of complete and total satisfaction. Alex was here to stay... here to stay and lie by her side for the rest of the night.

Suddenly the Charmeleon snapped out of her fantasy, her very real orgasm dying down.

She looked around at herself and at the tent. It was dark. The fire had died down to mere embers. She was on her chest, her rear thrust high into the air. 2 claws were pressed deep into her folds and a third was still rubbing her clit softly. She had bit down onto her other arm to try and keep her from moaning too loudly, but she didn't know if it had worked.

Alex was not with her. He was not wrapping her in a loving embrace. He was not kissing her on the forehead. He was asleep in the tent, his other pokemon sleeping in their pokeballs. She sighed in sadness, realizing that she was alone tonight.

She hoped that she hadn't woken up her master. She listened carefully for his breathing pattern, and after a while, determined that he had been sleeping the entire time. She breathed a sigh of relief. Rolling onto her back, she bent forward to clean herself up a bit. She took her time, enjoying running her tongue across her own folds. Getting back up, she added a few logs to the fire like Alex had wanted her to. While her little pleasure session turned into an adrenaline-filled rush of ecstasy, she now felt the exhaustion of today's hike and battles rush back to her body. Yawning, she curled back up on the ground next to the warm, and now roaring fire. She closed her eyes and exhaled loudly, the thoughts of her last fantasy comforting her as she slowly drifted off to a deep sleep.

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I totally rushed half of the story, and I can tell where the bad writing is, probably... just paragraphs of exposition and boring shit. Oh well. THE NEXT ONE IS BETTER WRITTEN, I PROMISE