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Meadow's Passion by dmitri

 
 

Meadow's Passion

The little jolteon purred softly, her needles thrumming with vibrant electricity as she relaxed in her little meadow. Her trainer, Ravager, had gone off for a little while to wash up, leaving her with her breakfast. She always loved late morning, it was her favourite time of day. All the pokemon were scurrying about foraging food, the flowers were out attracting beedrill, the grass was green and the sky was a deep vibrant blue. It was such a lovely, lazy day she simply stretched out and sighed deeply. Rolling onto her back, she smoothed out her needles and simply looked up at the clouds, making shapes out of the white, fluffy air.

The bushes rustled suddenly and the jolteon jumped up like lightning, sparks flaring across her needles as she warned off her attacker. "Hey hey Meadow! It's me!" She heard a familiar voice as her trainer came out of the bushes, smiling. Meadow relaxed her spines slowly and trotted happily over to her trainer, leaping up into his arms. Ravager caught her as the big needly jolteon leapt at him and cradled her softly. People are often put off training jolteons due to the sharp, cactus like needles that cover their body, but what people don't realise is that jolteons flatten their needles into a sort of fur when they interact with familiar faces. Ravager ran his fingers through her soft furred body and sighed happily, carrying her back to his pack and setting her down.

Hefting up his bag he looked down at Meadow and smiled, "Should we get to training Meadow?"
Meadow smiled and nodded enthusiastically in response, "Jolt jolt!" Meadow grinned as they began. They trained by using and harnessing her electricity, firing at targets up to two hundred meters away. The training went on for hours as her trainer pushed her to her very limits, she was using an array of attacks which she'd mastered after long, hard sessions just like this. They trained her agility, her power and her speed. Meadow loved her trainer, he was obviously more skilled than her previous trainers, and he cared a lot about pokemon.

They trained until late afternoon, Meadow was absolutely spent. She laid on the grass, panting softly and trying desperately to regain her breath. "Okay Meadow that's enough for today..." She heard Ravager say behind her. She smiled meekly and moved her body weakly back to her trainer, almost collapsing at his feet. Ravager smiled down at her, and knelt down beside his little powerpack pokemon, lifting her up and cradling her in his arms. She could get lost in her trainer's arms sometimes, he was so comforting when he held her. She trusted her trainer so completely that she felt her eyes grow heavy, her body wanting to relax, sleep and recover from her training ordeal. Soon she felt the familiar surroundings of her pokeball all around her, her trainer had recalled her to train another one of his pokemon.

Meadow was getting very powerful; Ravager really had to work her to tucker her out. He was really amazed that he was able to get such a powerful pokemon in a trade. He barely had time to train another pokemon before dark, it wasn't worth the effort. Instead he decided to have an afternoon to himself, and quickly set up a little camp so that he could relax. "I'll have to start training Meadow on a separate day, devote an entire day just to her. I should try and think up more exercises too, current ones are getting too easy..."

The day was coming to a close, the sun setting in the background. Ravager decided to go down to the stream, the water was cold and refreshing. Taking off his clothes slowly, he walked into the stream. He was completely naked but he wasn't concerned, nobody was around for miles. Dipping into the cold water slowly, he sighed happily as it rushed past his legs, and then his thighs as he waded deeper and deeper. Soon he was immersed, although the current was light so he wasn't concerned with being swept away.

Meadow yawned tiredly; every muscle in her miniaturized body was aching from that training session. The jolteon looked out wearily, hearing the running water. She knew deep down that she shouldn't, that it was wrong, but she was addicted to her trainer's body. She liked it when he thought he was alone, he was so natural and calm. Not many people know that pokemon can see and hear out of the little white dot in their pokeballs; the pokeball was quite a comfortable place actually.

She watched him, and licked at her lips hungrily. Somewhere, deep down she wished she could be the water, brushing every inch of his body, rubbing him sensually. She wished to her very core her paws could roam his body and bathe him. When she watched him it was like nothing else mattered, all she longed for was to stroke his body. She watched him run his hands over himself, soaping off the sweat and dirt, the soap tracing little contours over his muscles as the little ley lines fell from his body. Why did she get like this? So worked up from watching a human, why did it make her feel so empty when he wasn't around? Why... why was she in love?

Ravager hummed softly as he rose from the stream. Meadow's mouth went dry in anticipation as he stood up; his neck came out, then his chest, his abdomen, and... and?! She gasped in delight, her fingers dancing around her moistened cunny as she saw it: his cock. Meadow closed her eyes as images flashed through her mind, images of it's size when he's aroused, images of her ramming it down her greedy muzzle until it's reduced to a quivering, cumming, flaccid little shaft, images of a dozen different positions and a dozen different ways that his body and hers could engage in sweaty, animalistic sex.

She murred and panted gently, bringing herself to orgasm and sighing happily. She closed her eyes gently; he's a human, it'll never happen. Despite herself she went into a contented sleep, after having her nightly show she was happy just to dream. On the outside Ravager picked up his sack after putting on his clothes, oblivious to Meadow's little session. Moving back to camp, it was still a couple hours before dinner, so he decided he deserved a little nap time himself.

Meadow was jolted awake a few hours later in the evening. The stars were out shining bright, the Milky Way streaked across the sky as a big blue streamer of twinkling lights. The night air was filled with sounds and smells of a scrumptious dinner. Around her were Ravager's other pokemon, none of them knew about her secret desire and she planned on keeping it that way. Behaving normally she talked with the others in the pokemon language, talking mostly about her day and her training.

Once dinner was finished it was play time, and the pokemon elected a game of hide and go seek around the camp. Meadow loved this game, and scattered with all the hiders. The seeker, Ravager's charmeleon Pyro, never thinks to look for her in the tree overlooking the campsite. Going to her favourite spot she sits and waits, watching her trainer read idly while his pokemon play. In her mind she kept telling herself she was dirty, dirty, dirty! But it didn't matter, she knew she'd keep doing it. She'd been wrestling with this infatuation ever since she looked at her handsome trainer. In fact she'd even trained in secret; she knew the stronger she was the more time Ravager would need to train her.

Pyro gave up in about an hour. "How come I can never find you?!" He complained
She gave him a coy smirk, "Guess I'm just good at not being found."
"He finds me pretty easy!" Ravager's Chikorita Kristy interjected. Pyro laughed and nuzzled Kristy gently in response; it was no secret they were mated together, in fact Ravager was hoping to train the baby nestled in her womb. Meadow's stomach knotted, it always did when she thought of Ravager and babies; she once mused it was her womb wanting his semen. Meadow smiled softly, pretending she was smiling at Chikorita and Pyro being cute.

Soon it was time to go to bed; Ravager recalled everyone except for her. "Meadow we need to talk about your schedule..." He said with a small smile, "Now I know it's kinda dull to talk about these things but we have to talk about it."
Meadow smiled and sat down, if it meant she got to talk one on one with her trainer she was all for it, "Jolt!"
Ravager smiled in his very disarming way, making her melt, "You've gotten very strong over the last few days, you must be putting in a little extra where I don't see." He said softly.
"Jolteon! Jolt" She said, grinning wildly, 'I must look like a twit.'
Ravager chuckled softly at her enthusiasm, "Well whatever it is I'm going to have to start training you on a separate day from the others, I think I'll use you in my next gym fight." He mused.

Meadow's heart was racing as she heard him in disbelief, 'Use me in a gym battle?!' She hopped up happily and giggled, leaping at her trainer and licking at his cheeks, 'Oh thank you! Thank you! I've been waiting forever for this!!' She also didn't miss him say he'd be training her on a separate day from now on; a whole day with the hunk of her dreams at least once or twice a week was titillating to say the least. She purred and rubbed against him in a soft, catlike way. She felt his fingers press into her fur and scratch her favourite spot behind her ear and purred wildly. Ravager smiled and gave his little power pack a hug, "I thought you'd be happy, now you'll get to see your training pay off. Anyway get some rest; you've had a long day."

Ravager had meant for the little creature to go back into her ball, but Meadow clearly had another idea. He smiled softly, seeing that she'd already fallen asleep on his chest. 'Excitement must've been too much for her,' he mused. Slowly and carefully he brought the sleeping figure into his tent and laid her down, his arms still neatly around her. He cuddled up to her like a big furry plush toy, drifting off to sleep himself as their noses rubbed together.

Meadow sighed as she woke up from a wonderful dream, she'd just won her trainer a shiny new badge and he professed his undying love for her. She was a bit shocked as her eyes slowly opened as she realized she was in the arms of her trainer! Her eyes darting around she saw that they were in his tent, it was early morning. 'It was a dream wasn't it?!' She felt her heart beat wildly at the thought. Giggling to herself she decided to pretend it wasn't, if just for an hour or so. "Wake up my love." She whispered softly into his ear, knowing he'd never be able to understand her string of 'jolts' and 'eons'. Ravager stirred slowly, pressing his face closer to hers as he held her slightly tighter, his body rousing.
Meadow blushed gently and licked at his cheek, "My sweet, I'll make you breakfast while you shower... then we can cuddle till noon and train till sunset." She whispered, even softer; half of her was afraid he'd make out her words.
Ravager stirred again, it felt like someone was cooing and singing in his ear, feeling a remote lick on his mouth he kissed her gently. Meadow's eyes widened as she found herself in a kiss, and slowly pulled away, biting her lower lip and letting it play to her fantasy, "Alright, we can make love." She said, her heart thrumming, "But only for two hours this time, I'm still sore after last night."

Ravager woke up slowly, only to find that the pretty blonde he was stroking and cuddling was his Jolteon. It must've been her he felt licking his face, "Good morning Meadow... did you say something?" He asked softly, petting her.
"I love you." She responded, knowing he couldn't understand.
"Oh," He chuckled softly, "Yes I suppose you did, that's all you can say."
"Let me make breakfast sweety." She asked with a soft purr.
"I suppose that means 'I'm hungry, make me some food'," He grinned, scratching her special spot behind her ear and making her purr louder, "I'll just go get it..."
Meadow bites her paw softly, 'better stop dreaming love... oh one more couldn't hurt'
"If you insist; hurry back love," She said with a dreamy smile on her maw, closing her eyes again.

Ravager smiled softly and left the bed, petting the cute little pokemon as he went to get the chow. He was puzzling why Meadow was so talkative this morning, normally she just gave a 'jolt' here and an 'eon' there, but he could've sworn he heard her string long phrases together. He was sure the cooing he heard in the morning was her talking, and she was far from asleep when he woke up. Sighing, he could only chalk it up to another unsolved pokemon mystery; he could almost swear she used the Jolteon word 'love' in there.

Ravager came back, holding two bowls of stew, and set one down near Meadow. She seemed a little strange this morning, he couldn't put his finger on it. Sipping the stew slowly he noticed her watching him, a soft glaze was over her eyes. He smiled gently and pretended not to notice, he had to admit he quite liked being admired. While they ate there was a comfortable silence in the tent, Meadow's glancing soon turned into a shy stare as her eyes wandered over her trainer.

Ravager was so preoccupied in thought he accidentally spilled a little soup on his shirt. Meadow's heart almost leapt as she pounced over, eagerly licking the stew off her master's chest. Ravager was stunned, looking down at her as her tongue rolled across the fabric of his shirt. It tickled, and he thought it was just playful, but something about the little femme's tongue rolling across his body was very sensual at the same time. Meadow stayed after the stew had all been licked up, and nuzzled at his neck softly. "I get it... you just want cuddles." Ravager grinned, wrapping his arms around the little yellow pokemon.

Meadow was a bit disappointed at that remark, she'd come this far, her scent was everywhere, she'd been staring at him for god knows how long, even leapt in his arms and he thinks she just wants a cuddle?! How thick can human males get anyway! Meadow couldn't stand it anymore, "Jolt jolt..." She replied softly, cooing in his ear.
"Jolt jolt?" Ravager looked a little puzzled, "No? You don't want..." He blushed softly as he felt her paw firmly pressed between his legs, rubbing firmly at his boxers, "Y-you want... more than cuddles..." he blushed heavier.
Meadow responded by smiling and licking his face, 'Got it in one!' She panted softly, licking at his neck again.
His basic instinct wanted her to continue, but his mind pushed her away, "Uh... M-meadow... Th-this is wrong!" He pressed a hand against her chest and tried to detach her. She responded by passing a slight shock through his body, "Love is love master... take me if you love me." She blushed heavily from saying that; she was like a spectator, watching her own body do what she'd wanted to for so long.

Ravager was lost for words; soon instead of pushing the jolteon away he was holding her close, engaging her in a loving kiss. He did want her, perhaps it was her natural perfume, perhaps it was her paw gliding across his manhood, perhaps it was the sensation of a girl pressed so close to him, but he wanted her. He smiled softly, his eyes happy as they stared into hers. He accepted her love, with his eyes, his smile and later, his body.

End.
 
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