Jim smiled as looked at his shiny Fog Badge. Standing next to him was Walt a male Kirlia smiled and looked up to his trainer. 'Did I do well my trainer?' The Kirlia still shimmered a bit from the use of dazzling gleam. Jim nodded as they both walked to the shop, he noticed that his Kirlia blushed at the simple nod. “They didn't even touch you. You've come a long way since you were a little ralts and tripping over you own legs. I'm proud of you, Walt.” Jim chuckled and gave Walt a pat on the back.

'Jim...... Can I ask you something personal?' Jim paused and looked at his Pokemon with a smile, “You know you can ask me anything. You've been with me almost as long as my starter.” Jim said with concern in his voice, he was not used to the psychic Pokemon mincing words with him. The Pokemon place his hands together and blushed. The rest of the walk continued in silence as they reached a small cafe in the back of the Poke-mart, The pair sat down to a little table over looking a beautiful spring with young magikarps and freebas swimming around playfully as a milotic doted on them patiently.

Walt sat in his chair kicking his legs idly, his eyes were focused on the milotic as he chewed on his bit of pudding. 'Jim. Do you think she is pretty?' Walt spoke to his trainer in a soft push of his thoughts, Jim glanced at the milotic and shrugged, The beauty of the creature wasn't lost on him but his mind calculated how another water type would hurt his teams diversity as it currently stood since his starter was a croconaw.

“Its not always about beauty, I'm a trainer and you know I'm not a fan of those contests that they have in some of the towns.” Jim pointed to a charizard at a table, “I find that charizard impressive and yet I know with all his looks and power. An uglier Pokemon such as moderately strong chinchou could destroy him.” Jim made a gesture of slicing his own neck to put emphasis on his statement.

Walt sighed and looked at his trainer fiercely, 'I don't accept that! I know what you want me to do, You plan to evolve me into a Gallade and I don't want to evolve into that stumpy looking, arm-bladed, fat hipped, stupid horned looking, wanna be fighter!' Walt gave a slightly annoyed growl using his mouth. He looked at the fountain and looked deeply into eyes of the milotic. 'My trainer, You've been my friend for a few years, I've followed all your decisions to the letter and I've fought in your matches to the best of my abilities. My evolution is something I cannot take back....'

Jim looked at his Pokemon and reached into his travel pack, “This dawn stone cost me 10,000 poke, I been saving it for a while because I wanted to make sure that you were ready for it.” Jim looked at the stone as his Pokemon pushed away from the light distorted around her in a semblance of a psychic shield. “Calm yourself, Walt. I'm not so shitty a trainer that I would make you into something that would cause you this much stress. Have a little more faith in me. What did I tell you the first time you evolved.”

Walt chuckled and looked at his trainer, 'That long as I didn't use my powers against you, you would trust me.' He sighed and lowered the shield his trainer. 'I guess I've should tell you what I've been holding in for a while.' Jim waited patently as the Kirlia open his mouth and gave a soft sigh emptying his emotion and calming his mind. 'I'm pissed. I'm so upset that I want to use my power to give you a wedgie and toss Dust poke-ball into space. I've wanted you in the way Dust had you, I didn't think it was right to ask you as I expected a strain on our already shaky relationship since you expect my type to be able to control you.' The Pokemon finished and gave blank look at Jim. 'I understand that my gender might be an issue but I've learned that I don't like female Pokemon I like humans, I've been thinking over it since I was a ralts.'

Jim raised a hand and tilted his head a little in thought, “Wait wait. I remember you breed that misdreavus. Walt you have daughter that currently running around the world with my little sister. So you have to have to have some attraction to the fe-” Jim paused as the image of Walt looking at the misdreavus who looked at him with contempt. Jim felt flashes of the Misdreavus holding down the then ralts as she viciously rape. The memory ended and Jim walked over to his friend and gave him a tight hug, “I'm sorry. I didn't know.”

'Nor did I want you to know but..... It was a little heart breaking to know that my dream was taken from me by a..... Dark type bitch in heat.' The Kirlia smiled at Jim and his eyes remained blank and calm. 'I want to train. Let me face, she is type strong and she would help me become a Gardevoir.' Jim thought about it for a second and looked at his pokedex. Walt was estimated at level twenty 29 while Dust was a level Thirty-seven houndoom.

“OK. Fine, I know you both have something to work out and I'm not against having both of you get stronger. Lets go back to the Pokemon center and we can have a few matches.” The Kirlia gave a smug grin and reached into the belt pulling out a poke-ball, the name on the top was Dust. “Release her please. I wish to talk to her.” Jim nodded and let his Pokemon free, the houndoom smiled and looked at the pair. Walt began speaking in growls and coos, Dust lower her tail and looked at the Kirlia with an apologetic look.

They took the quickest path to the back of the center. There was a small pavilion with the standard poke-ball design, designating it as a legal spot to conduct battle in the city. Jim noticed how dejected his houndoom looked as they squared off with the Emotion Pokemon. The houndoom whined and looked at Jim, “Don't worry, Dust. Just practice. You aren't in trouble. Walt just wants to get stronger and evolve.” The houndoom nodded and used attract on Walt. Walt eyes took on a blank look and started to walk closer, The houndoom narrowed her eyes and attempt to use crunch on him.

Walt leaned back and with grace better suited to a Luxray and his arm sparked with a bright yellow glow as Walt unleashed a powerful and concentrated blow of electricity with the skill charge beam. The power of the smaller Pokemon sent the houndoom into the ceiling of the pavilion, Dust gave a cry and landed on the floor with strain. Walt slowly walked up to Dust and raised on of his blunt fists and started glowing with the yellow energy from before. 'You stole my chance! Its not right! Its not right! Its NOT RIGHT!' Walt's psychic yell was unfocused and every person and Pokemon close by turned their attention on the Kirlia. The houndoom eyes narrowed as she started to stand, she barked furiously her mouth foaming slightly, Jim looked to Dust and Walt before pausing.

“Stop. Walt translate what she is saying.” The Emotion Pokemon nodded. 'She said : I don't want to fight my own pack. I'm sorry! I don't want to fight but if you keep coming I will hurt you.' Dust padded around the pair unable to join the telepathic conversation. Jim looked at Dust and shook his head. “Dust return.” He shot her with the poke-ball and watched as it closed shut. “Walt, What the hell?! you aren't supposed to pick on your own teammates.” Walt's growled and looked at his trainer with anger in his eyes, his mouth open and a beautiful cry when out that didn't match the facial expression of sheer anger.

“I don't know what your saying but it your going to act like a little jerk, I should put your bone butt in the computer for a few weeks.” Jim shouted as a small girl walked up to the pair. She placed her hand on Walt's shoulder and another hand on Jim. I know you are out here training your Pokemon and what not but this is Poke-center and your causing a scene. So....” A feral grin crossed her face. “SIT!” A wave of psychic force that would make an Alakazam blush with envy pushed both of them into a separate chair. “Trainer. You Pokemon is a Kirlia, you being angry will only hurt him and make him less powerful in the long run.” Her head turn to the Pokemon and she stared at the Pokemon her eyes glowing with purple light. “I see.. Walt. You are being petty as well.” Walt focused his vision on her and he gave a bright blush. “I'm Jacki, from Hoenn. Remember that name because if I see you both fighting like you aren't on the same side my Kadabra will break your legs.”

Jacki shrugged and walked off as a Kadabra in an arm brace followed after her. Walt walked up to Jim and sighed, 'I'm sorry.' Jim shrugged and cast a casual glance to his pokedex that showed that his Kirlia was 99.99% to increasing in its level ranking. The human smiled and spoke softly, “Don't worry. we will have to speak about it in private I think we've caused enough of a scene.” Jim noted as an Officer was looking at them from a window in the poke-center, Walt nodded and gave his trainer a hug while looking at the Officer with a grin. Jim carried to Pokemon to their hotel in Ecruteak City.

As they entered the room, Walt sat on the bed and frowned while mentally juggling pillows. The bed was warm and soft and Jim sat next to his Pokemon and put and arm around him. “So um... you're gay?” Walt blushed and nodded. “So I want to know something. Why me?” The Pokemon looked back at his trainer and blushed even more. “I mean if you don't want to tell me, I understand but I don't understand, you have many options among our party. I mean I just captured a pretty large Arcanine that had a pretty big di-” The Kirlia raised his hands.

'I was a young ralts and you took me out of the woods I lived in. You brought me to a lake and gave me a bath. I was annoyed and hurt by your Pokemon but I knew the rules. You were gentle, you touched my horn and I felt your emotions.' The Kirlia blushed and looked at his master. 'I respect you. I enjoy your leadership and I want you..... to want me. I know I can't give you kids, I can't engage in most of the human romantic rituals but I can love. I can give you all of me but you don't want it.'

Jim sighed and placed a hand on his Pokemon's horns. “I can understand why you were so angry at Dust but remember she is a friend. She was horny and not romantically involved with me the way you want to be.” Jim moved his hand to the Kirlia's chin and turned the Pokemon to face him. “I cannot love a man like I would a woman but you are my Pokemon and I want to train my Pokemon” Jim leaned in and placed a kiss on Walt's lips. Walt closed his eyes and blushed heavily.

'J-Jim... I don't want you to do anything you don't want to do!' Jim chuckled, “Don't look so shocked, I'm a Pokemon trainer. I have to do things I don't like to do but I will do anything for the good of my Pokemon More than that, You've been my friend for years. You've fought by my side for things I never want to face alone. You've bleed, cried, been knocked out and had to eat some unsavory things at my request. This is the least I can do.” Walt could feel Jim's awkwardness through his horns but he felt his dedication even stronger.

Walt nodded to his trainer and gently pushed him on his back. The much smaller Pokemon crawled over him and leaned down drawing him into a kiss, his tongue danced with his trainer's in a loving embrace. Walt's bright red eyes gazed into Jim's as he started to lower his kisses to his trainers neck, 'May I?' The Kirlia looked up at his trainer who nodded with a blush of his own. Walt stripped off Jim with the care of a tailor.


Walt was a little intimidated by the size of the dick in from of him, the size difference didn't mean much to Walt but he was only a two foot tall Pokemon Walt slowly rubbed his soft hands along the shaft of the half-hard cock taking note of its every shape and contour, he felts impressed as the cock slowly harden in his hand. 'Wow...' Walt smiled and placed his mouth on the tip of the cock in front of him, his tongue licking along the thick crown.

Jim moaned softly and as the Pokemon sucked on his shaft he reached out and brushed his hand through the soft green colored hair of his best friend. “Damn, Walt....” Jim moaned out as his cock was released from the emotion Pokemon mouth with a loud pop. Walt blushed and stood up on the bed, he raised his tutu-like over coat exposing a small slit which held a small and pearly white penis with an almost human shape except for the bright pink tip that shimmered softly in the light from the lamp.

Walt look at his trainer, white static noises softly echoed in Jim's head as he looked at the hard and throbbing cock. Jim noticed that his friends penis was barely larger than his middle finger but he smiled all the same. “Well Walt, this is your night. How do I better train my Pokemon?” Jim smiled and placed his hand under Walt's tutu and gently rubbed the bright green ass, his hands danced over the smaller males tight little asshole.

'If your asking me.... I would like to um... well... hmmm....' The Pokemon blushed so hard, Jim was reminded of a voltorb. He barely got the thought out of his head before he was hit with a freight train of thought. 'WELLILOVEYOUANDKNOWTHATYOURTOTALLYNOTGAYBUTTHISMIGHTBEMYONLYOPPORTUNITYTOMAKELOVETOYOUSOIWASWONDERINGIFYOUWOULDLETMEMOUNTYOU.' Jim's jaw dropped as his mind fumbling to translate the mass of words coursing through his head.

“Wait wait. You want to go up my butt?” The Kirlia blushed and nodded. “I kinda had you pegged for you know.... one that likes it in the butt.” The Kirlia nodded again. “Hmmmmm. How about we do both just go a little gentle, I haven't had anything in there that wasn't coming out in the first place so I'm a little iffy on it.” Walt looked a little crestfallen but nodded. “Don't give me that looked. If my butt going to get mileage so is yours agreed?”

Walt said nothing before pushing his trainer back down on the bed and standing over him. 'I'm going to do something that bends the rules of our promise but its the way some psychics like to mate.' Jim was about to speak out but all of a sudden he could feel both his own body heat and that of his Kirlia, he could taste his own cock in Walt's mouth and he realized that they were sharing both sense of each other. Walt smiled as his horns were glowing brightly and he looked more beautiful and feminine in that moment that he had ever looked in his life. 'I'm going in.'

Jim reached for his bag on the nightstand pulled out a small bottle of lubricant, even a trainer has needs on those lonely nights out in the woods. He slathered a liberal amount on his cock causing both of them to shiver from the coolness. He grabbed Walt by his narrow hips and slowly lowered him against his cock. Walt gave a soft nod of readiness before he felt the pressure of his trainers cock against his asshole, they moaned in perfect tandem as they felt the pain and pleasure of Jim's cock forcing its tips between Walt's cheeks.

Walt pushed himself further and further on Jim's cock, he felt his body reach a stopping point only half way on the cock and panted with effort. 'I don't know if I can't take any more.' Jim nodded feeling the fullness first hand, the bond that Walt was creating removed any shyness that the human would have had, he used his hand to gently move Walt's hips up and down his cock. Both of their bodies tingled with arousal as they felt experience from both of their view points.

'Faster. Please, Jim. I need this more than you know.' Jim felt his need and started to pump faster and faster, Walt gave a pained moan as he felt his tiny hole open up to Jim's assault, “Fuck, Walt. You so damn tight.” Walt gave a whimper as a thick line of pre-cum dribbled from his pearly cock and on to Jim's stomach. Jim reached around and gave Walt a hard spank on the rear causing the Pokemon to cry out even more.

It was then that they both shiver. Walt's body glowed with a brilliant light, illuminating the entire room. Walt's hand reach out and touched Jim's face where they couldn't reach him before, his legs grew and bent so that he was on the bed in on his needs and horns vanished to be replaced by a blunt horn on his chest. Jim's suddenly felt a headache from their bond as his mind felt the sheer strength of Walt's new power. Walt looked down, his face far more feminine and elegant. “Thank you.” Walt spoke to Jim using his mouth and smiled leaning in to kiss his best from, The bond was reestablished as Walt lowered himself fully on to the dick currently inside of him.

Jim's slowly started to pump and noticed something long and warm on his stomach, his eyes open to see Walt's much larger penis dribbling pre-cum on his belly. 'Don't slow down, please!' Jim nodded and began to pump deeper and harder into the Pokemon An elegant yet feral cry escaped his mouth as he continued to kiss on his trainer, his arms wrapped tightly around Jim and matched each of his thrust with the movement of his now white colored hips. The Gardevoir moans and screams caused a few people in the room next door to knock on the wall.

Jim reached his peak quickly, “Walt I'm gonna...” Walt floated off of the cock with a smile before descending back down off the bed and placing the cock in his mouth. He sucked hard as he could muster, hungry for his best friends seed. Jim moaned as his hips bucked and he felt load after load enter Walt's mouth, Walt almost chocked from the first few load feeling his mouth with unexpected volume. Jim felt himself spent and gave a powerful sigh of relief just before he felt another powerful wave of orgasm as the Gardevoir was pushed over the edge into his own climax, Both trainer and Pokemon moaned from the power of the bond as it was quickly ended by Walt.

Jim could barely keep his eyes open as he leaned back on the bed and gave a sigh. Walt stood up on equally shaky legs, his cock already vanished into the silt between his legs. Without a word, the embrace Pokemon wrapped his hands around his trainer and dozed off. Jim placed a hand on the back of Walt's head and fell asleep as well.

The next morning Jim awoke to find Walt sitting down and talking with Dust. In front of him was a bit of bacon, toast, and some eggs. Walt was scratching the houndoom behind the ears and smiling, 'Morning Jim. So um while you were sleeping, I made up with Dust. In the dark type way.' Jim noticed the houndoom walking a with a wide gait and placed a hand on his face. “When did my party turn into a bunch of perverts.” He shrugged as the houndoom sat at the edge of his beg and begged for for food. Another day in the life of a trainer.