Chapter Three
The next day, after both Michael and Lucy'd had a chance to sleep in a good, long time, they gathered in Datan's room to speak with the researcher some more about what he'd found in their stolen files.
"It's interesting," said Datan. "If only we'd found out about this sooner. Evidently, Cipher research reveals that the purification process of a Shadow Pokemon doesn't have to involve battling or even journeying with the trainer at all! Anything that can bring the Pokemon joy or pleasure could be used to purify it. Taking it to an ice cream parlor for a nice treat or playing games with it or even just lazing about the house with it, doing nothing in particular. Anything you can think of that would build fond memories could be used to help purify a Shadow Pokemon. But the trouble is that anything you can think of, a Cipher scientist can, too...They've placed safeguards against everything of the sort that I can imagine doing with a Pokemon."
"Did they include a list?" asked Michael, getting a sudden idea. "If they did, then maybe the three of us together can think of something they didn't."
Datan sighed. He'd been afraid of this. "There is a list," he replied, "but Michael...I'm not the only one who's been working on this. The whole lab staff, minus the two of you and your sister, of course, was up all night last night going over the list and brainstorming to try and find something, ANYTHING, that could still work. We've all completely drawn blanks..."
Michael grunted and replied simply "Just let me see the list. Maybe there's something that a young mind won't miss that all of yours' and Ciphers' did..."
Datan groaned, but gave up. He handed Michael the printed version of the list that the lab staff had been poring over the night before and left the room. Michael watched him go, but made no comment.
Lucy and Michael turned to the list and both their hearts sank as they saw it was a long one. It would take them nearly an hour just to read it...
Some time later, they'd done so and were both thinking it over in silence. After a long time, Lucy sighed, shook her head, and said "I can't think of anything. Can you?"
"No," Michael replied, though his response was overly blunt. The truth was, he HAD thought of something. But he didn't want anybody to know what he was thinking about doing, not until he could be sure whether or not it would work. There weren't any actual written laws against it, but it made most humans squirm to think of the very concept and it was generally considered an unspoken taboo...
Michael was very nervous about this. Even more nervous than the first time he'd done it with a human, because if he got caught and it didn't actually work, it would all be for nothing. But if it DID work...Well, then it would be a whole different matter and there just might be some pleasure in it, as well.
He'd given himself an excuse by saying he wanted to be alone to think about things for a while. The Lab staff would think he needed time to let out his frustration regarding his inability to help the new breed of XD Pokemon, so they wouldn't contest him. Then, he'd headed for the abandoned luxury cruiser, the SS Libra, out in the desert.
A homeless man had been using it as shelter for a while after it first went down, but shortly afterward, it was discovered and news crews began to swarm all over it, chasing the poor old man out. But when nothing of particular interest was discovered inside, the news people, too, abandoned the ship and the homeless man had not been back, since, because he'd found somewhere else to stay. Now, the large wreck of a ship just sat out in the desert, left utterly alone by human hands. It was the perfect place for some isolation. There would be nobody for miles around, so he'd be able to do what he planned to do in peace.
Back in the present, Michael stood in the very deepest depths of the ruined boat's cargo hold, the place where, on a previous adventure in here, he'd discovered the baby Pokemon, Bonsly. He had only one Pokemon with him and he let it out, now. As the Shadow Zangoose emerged from her Pokeball, she looked around at her surroundings, blinking in confusion.
Michael gave her a warm, gentle smile and said "Hey, there! I'm Michael, I'm your new trainer."
She looked at him for a moment, inspecting him as though sizing him up, then grunted and shrugged.
"What would you like your name to be?" he asked her encouragingly, still in a gentle voice.
She blinked. "Name?" she asked, and to Michael's huge shock, he could understand her. "What's a name?"
Michael cast his gaze about, in search of some explanation for this phenomenon. When he could see none, he figured that either she just knew how to speak the human language, or there was something going on that he'd have to seek an explanation for later. Looking back to the Zangoose, he smiled and replied "A name is what you are called. Like my name, Michael Horner."
She seemed unphased by the fact that he could understand her, which made him lean a little more toward the concept of her knowing the human tongue, as she replied "Oh. Then my name must be 'Hey, you!' or 'XD013,' or something of the like."
He frowned and shook his head, replying "Those aren't real names. I mean like Michael or James or Charles. Or, for a name more fitting for you, as you're female, Lucy or Julie or Tipper or something."
She blinked a few times, then offered a soft purr, the first sign of any form of emotion he'd seen from her so far, before replying "I like that last one."
"Tipper, you mean?" he asked. She nodded. "Allright, then!" he concluded. "In that case, your name is Tipper!"
She purred delightedly again to show her appreciation. Then, she looked around again and asked "So...Where are we? And why are we here?"
"Well..." said Michael slowly, trying to decide how best to explain what he had planned. Stalling for time, he started by explaining where they were. "Well, we're out in the desert. Currently, we're on a ship that was once called the SS Libra, until a Shadow Lugia carried it out here from the ocean so that Cipher could use the numerous Pokemon on board to make Shadow Pokemon." At last thinking of the best place to start, he concluded "And we're out here because I want to do something with you that I don't want anybody else to know we've done."
She stiffened at this. Usually, when a human didn't want other humans to know about something they'd done to her, it ended up being something unpleasant.
Seeming to sense her distrust, he hastily explained "Oh, don't worry, it's nothing bad. Actually, it's usually a lot of fun and feels extremely good. But most people wouldn't feel comfortable with the idea of something like this being done between a human and a Pokemon."
She considered him and his words for a time, then finally nodded and replied "Allright, then. What is it you plan to do?"
"Actually," was his response, "it's better if I show you rather than telling you. Now, this will probably feel wrong or make you uncomfortable at first, but please, keep an open mind. Hopefully, after a while, it will start to feel good if you let it."
She considered him warily for a few moments, then finally said "Allright. I'll give it a try." Then, she gave him a warning glare that quite clearly told him that if she didn't start to like it rather quickly, her claws would be certain to let him know without hesitation or mercy.
He gulped softly at this glare, even more nervous, now, but after a few moments of hesitation, he slid his hand down without warning to between her legs and trailed a pair of fingers across her furry sex, which instantly brought a surprised gasp from the unsuspecting Pokemon.
She let out a soft moan of apparent pleasure and spread her legs, giving his hand room to work, which surprised Michael at first. Until she asked "Wh-what is that?" Apparently, she'd never learned anything about sex before. Which would mean she knew nothing of the taboo placed upon sex between humans and Pokemon.
He grinned, much of his nervousness gone now that he was actually doing it, and replied "It's called sexual intercourse, or sex for short. Under normal circumstances, it's meant to be done between a male and a female of similar species for the purpose of producing offspring to ensure the continuation of the species. But reproducing isn't the only purpose for it. It can also be done just for the pleasure it brings. Which is what we're doing."
She nodded in understanding. She certainly knew enough about the pleasure it brought from the small touch he'd given her to know she wanted more. "Okay," she said. "Well, continue. I like it."
"I know you do," he said with a grin as he raised his fingers to show her that they were now wet. "That only happens when a female is sexually aroused."
But there would be time enough to teach her all about the mechanics of sexuality later, if she was curious. For now, he was enjoying the idea of continuing too much to start in on a lecture. Hastily sliding his hand back down, he started to caress her slit tenderly, grinning from the delighted moans this invoked. Slipping around behind her, he wrapped both arms around his body with both hands resting between her legs, now stroking her pussy with both of his index fingers.
As she began to squirm in pleasure, eyes drifting closed as a deep, throaty purr started to vibrate her chest, he slid his fingers in a little ways so that they lay parallel with the line defined by her slit and began to wriggle around right there just under the surface of her womanhood. The squeals and moans this brought from her were music to his ears.
Soon, he gave a grunt of discomfort as his pants suddenly seemed to no longer fit properly and he brought his left hand away from her femininity. As his right continued to work her sex, his now-free hand came back around her body and worked his pants and boxers down to let his erect penis slide free of its bindings, eliminating his discomfort.
Looking over her shoulder to see what he was doing to lower her pleasure, she blinked at what she saw. "What is that?" she asked, staring curiously at his erection.
He chuckled softly and replied "It's my penis. It's what I use during normal sexual intercourse. Once both male and female are good and ready, the male inserts his penis into here..." on "here," he slid one finger inside her sex to demonstrate, "...and moves it around inside until he releases his semen into her."
She nodded. Although she didn't know what semen was, this was a sufficient explanation, for now, to be getting on with. Her enjoyment of having that finger inside her was quite obvious and Michael figured she was ready for something more substantial.
He slid another finger in and gave them both a few pumps, then slid both out and turned her around to face him. "I'm going to put it in you, now," he told her, his tone sounding warning. "But since your body was designed to take the males of your own kind, it will probably be a very tight fit and might be somewhat uncomfortable at first. Also, since this is your first time, you'll probably have a barrier in there that will have to be broken. That process will be very painful, but it should only hurt for a short time."
She took in a deep breath as she heard this. Nobody ever wanted to be hurt. But if the pleasure was going to be as good as what his fingers had given her, it would be worth it, she supposed. So she nodded and replied "Go ahead..."
He nodded back and gently guided her down to lie on her back, explaining as he did "It's more comfortable lying down..." Then, he positioned himself over her with the head of his cock resting against her sex. After taking a moment to make sure she was absolutely certain she was ready, he started to push his way into her. He drew in a breath between his teeth, making a faint hissing sound, as he felt how tight she was.
Tipper, meanwhile, was closing her eyes in sheer bliss. Sure enough, it was enough larger than she was meant for that there was a mild degree of discomfort. But the pleasure was so incredible that it more than made up for this. Her netherlips were spread wide around his large member and her legs were spread wide around that.
He closed his own eyes and groaned deeply in lust as he continued to work his way into her. It was all so incredibly intense! And, then, he felt it...Sure enough, the head of his shaft met with her hymen. "Brace yourself..." he whispered into her ear. Then, once he'd ensured she was prepared, he pushed forward fast and hard, breaking through without mercy. Once the deed was done, he fell still and wrapped his arms around her, holding her close, and cooing softly "Shhh...It's okay, I've got you."
She'd tensed up when he first broke through and started breathing sharply through clenched teeth. Gradually, she relaxed again and her breathing returned to normal as the pain faded. Once it was all gone, she gave him a soft purr to let him know she was ready for more.
With a nod, he continued working his way in. Eventually, his entire shaft was buried within her sex and he waited there to give her a chance to get used to his size, as well as to enjoy the way it all felt. After a good five or six seconds, he finally started to really get this thing going, sliding his hips back and forth to thrust his shaft in and out of her inner depths.
As a combination of instinct and reasoning that it would intensify the feeling kicked in, Tipper began to do the same, returning his thrusts in kind. Her moans grew louder as, just as she'd suspected, this caused the pleasure to increase further, still.
Michael's hands began to explore her body as he continued to thrust. Thanks to how insanely tight she was throughout the entire thing, he could already feel himself staring to ready for orgasm.
Apparently, she was feeling the same, because even as she continued to return his thrusts, she looked down between her legs and groaned "Wh...What is this? It...It feels like something's happening inside me."
"That's your orgasm," explained Michael. "Let it go, it will feel amazing."
She nodded and continued to thrust on wordlessly, her only sounds, now, being her continued moans and other general sounds of pleasure. For nearly two full minutes, they continued this way, the pressure building faster and faster the entire time. Then, at last, Tipper hissed in pleasure as the first orgasm of her relatively-young life hit her, her sex going wild around his cock. The intense feeling of her inner walls squirming around him as her fem cum rushed out around him was too much and soon he, too, was going off, giving one final, deep thrust into her as his seed rushed out deep inside of her.
Once it was all over, they both fell still with deep sighs of absolute contentment. It barely even registered on Michael when the Aura Reader slid over his eye to point out that her Shadowy aura had changed into that of an ordinary Shadow Pokemon.
He rolled them over so that she was atop him, instead of vice-versa, to avoid harming her with his higher weight and wrapped his arms around her, holding her close to him in a warm snuggle. After a short time, the both of them fell asleep there in each others arms, not even bothered by the fact that his shaft was still buried within her.
Some hours later, they woke up and silently returned to the lab after he dressed himself.
When Tipper's vocalizations came out as the normal, feral sounds of her kind back at the Lab, Michael understood that whatever had allowed him to understand her words only worked in the SS Libra.
The Lab staff couldn't help noticing his incredibly cheerful mood, but none of them said a thing about it until Lucy got him alone in his room and confronted him.
"What's with you?" she asked. "You seem like this is the best day you've ever experienced in your life!" But just as he was about to reply, she gasped and said "You've done it, haven't you! You've found a way to purify them!"
He hesitated for a long time, but eventually realized he'd have to come out with it sooner or later and finally said "Yes...But it's something that most people won't like very much. If I tell you how I did it, will you be able to keep it a secret until I can be sure who will accept it and who won't?"
Lucy chewed her lower lip for several long moments, then answered "Yes. Tell me what it is."
And, so, he told her. She was shocked at first, but in time, she thought about what this could mean for her and she blushed as she admitted "I'd...I'd like to help with purifying the rest of them..."
He stared at her, stunned. After a moment, she hastily added "But I don't want any of them to be my first time! I wouldn't want to give my virginity to a Pokemon...Can..." Her blush deepened about fifteen shades and she quietly finished "Can you take it, instead?"
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Wahaha! Yes, I'm cutting it off there! Let me know in the five reviews for this chapter what you all think of some human-on-human sex and if the response is positive enough, I'll include their scene in chapter four.
"It's interesting," said Datan. "If only we'd found out about this sooner. Evidently, Cipher research reveals that the purification process of a Shadow Pokemon doesn't have to involve battling or even journeying with the trainer at all! Anything that can bring the Pokemon joy or pleasure could be used to purify it. Taking it to an ice cream parlor for a nice treat or playing games with it or even just lazing about the house with it, doing nothing in particular. Anything you can think of that would build fond memories could be used to help purify a Shadow Pokemon. But the trouble is that anything you can think of, a Cipher scientist can, too...They've placed safeguards against everything of the sort that I can imagine doing with a Pokemon."
"Did they include a list?" asked Michael, getting a sudden idea. "If they did, then maybe the three of us together can think of something they didn't."
Datan sighed. He'd been afraid of this. "There is a list," he replied, "but Michael...I'm not the only one who's been working on this. The whole lab staff, minus the two of you and your sister, of course, was up all night last night going over the list and brainstorming to try and find something, ANYTHING, that could still work. We've all completely drawn blanks..."
Michael grunted and replied simply "Just let me see the list. Maybe there's something that a young mind won't miss that all of yours' and Ciphers' did..."
Datan groaned, but gave up. He handed Michael the printed version of the list that the lab staff had been poring over the night before and left the room. Michael watched him go, but made no comment.
Lucy and Michael turned to the list and both their hearts sank as they saw it was a long one. It would take them nearly an hour just to read it...
Some time later, they'd done so and were both thinking it over in silence. After a long time, Lucy sighed, shook her head, and said "I can't think of anything. Can you?"
"No," Michael replied, though his response was overly blunt. The truth was, he HAD thought of something. But he didn't want anybody to know what he was thinking about doing, not until he could be sure whether or not it would work. There weren't any actual written laws against it, but it made most humans squirm to think of the very concept and it was generally considered an unspoken taboo...
Michael was very nervous about this. Even more nervous than the first time he'd done it with a human, because if he got caught and it didn't actually work, it would all be for nothing. But if it DID work...Well, then it would be a whole different matter and there just might be some pleasure in it, as well.
He'd given himself an excuse by saying he wanted to be alone to think about things for a while. The Lab staff would think he needed time to let out his frustration regarding his inability to help the new breed of XD Pokemon, so they wouldn't contest him. Then, he'd headed for the abandoned luxury cruiser, the SS Libra, out in the desert.
A homeless man had been using it as shelter for a while after it first went down, but shortly afterward, it was discovered and news crews began to swarm all over it, chasing the poor old man out. But when nothing of particular interest was discovered inside, the news people, too, abandoned the ship and the homeless man had not been back, since, because he'd found somewhere else to stay. Now, the large wreck of a ship just sat out in the desert, left utterly alone by human hands. It was the perfect place for some isolation. There would be nobody for miles around, so he'd be able to do what he planned to do in peace.
Back in the present, Michael stood in the very deepest depths of the ruined boat's cargo hold, the place where, on a previous adventure in here, he'd discovered the baby Pokemon, Bonsly. He had only one Pokemon with him and he let it out, now. As the Shadow Zangoose emerged from her Pokeball, she looked around at her surroundings, blinking in confusion.
Michael gave her a warm, gentle smile and said "Hey, there! I'm Michael, I'm your new trainer."
She looked at him for a moment, inspecting him as though sizing him up, then grunted and shrugged.
"What would you like your name to be?" he asked her encouragingly, still in a gentle voice.
She blinked. "Name?" she asked, and to Michael's huge shock, he could understand her. "What's a name?"
Michael cast his gaze about, in search of some explanation for this phenomenon. When he could see none, he figured that either she just knew how to speak the human language, or there was something going on that he'd have to seek an explanation for later. Looking back to the Zangoose, he smiled and replied "A name is what you are called. Like my name, Michael Horner."
She seemed unphased by the fact that he could understand her, which made him lean a little more toward the concept of her knowing the human tongue, as she replied "Oh. Then my name must be 'Hey, you!' or 'XD013,' or something of the like."
He frowned and shook his head, replying "Those aren't real names. I mean like Michael or James or Charles. Or, for a name more fitting for you, as you're female, Lucy or Julie or Tipper or something."
She blinked a few times, then offered a soft purr, the first sign of any form of emotion he'd seen from her so far, before replying "I like that last one."
"Tipper, you mean?" he asked. She nodded. "Allright, then!" he concluded. "In that case, your name is Tipper!"
She purred delightedly again to show her appreciation. Then, she looked around again and asked "So...Where are we? And why are we here?"
"Well..." said Michael slowly, trying to decide how best to explain what he had planned. Stalling for time, he started by explaining where they were. "Well, we're out in the desert. Currently, we're on a ship that was once called the SS Libra, until a Shadow Lugia carried it out here from the ocean so that Cipher could use the numerous Pokemon on board to make Shadow Pokemon." At last thinking of the best place to start, he concluded "And we're out here because I want to do something with you that I don't want anybody else to know we've done."
She stiffened at this. Usually, when a human didn't want other humans to know about something they'd done to her, it ended up being something unpleasant.
Seeming to sense her distrust, he hastily explained "Oh, don't worry, it's nothing bad. Actually, it's usually a lot of fun and feels extremely good. But most people wouldn't feel comfortable with the idea of something like this being done between a human and a Pokemon."
She considered him and his words for a time, then finally nodded and replied "Allright, then. What is it you plan to do?"
"Actually," was his response, "it's better if I show you rather than telling you. Now, this will probably feel wrong or make you uncomfortable at first, but please, keep an open mind. Hopefully, after a while, it will start to feel good if you let it."
She considered him warily for a few moments, then finally said "Allright. I'll give it a try." Then, she gave him a warning glare that quite clearly told him that if she didn't start to like it rather quickly, her claws would be certain to let him know without hesitation or mercy.
He gulped softly at this glare, even more nervous, now, but after a few moments of hesitation, he slid his hand down without warning to between her legs and trailed a pair of fingers across her furry sex, which instantly brought a surprised gasp from the unsuspecting Pokemon.
She let out a soft moan of apparent pleasure and spread her legs, giving his hand room to work, which surprised Michael at first. Until she asked "Wh-what is that?" Apparently, she'd never learned anything about sex before. Which would mean she knew nothing of the taboo placed upon sex between humans and Pokemon.
He grinned, much of his nervousness gone now that he was actually doing it, and replied "It's called sexual intercourse, or sex for short. Under normal circumstances, it's meant to be done between a male and a female of similar species for the purpose of producing offspring to ensure the continuation of the species. But reproducing isn't the only purpose for it. It can also be done just for the pleasure it brings. Which is what we're doing."
She nodded in understanding. She certainly knew enough about the pleasure it brought from the small touch he'd given her to know she wanted more. "Okay," she said. "Well, continue. I like it."
"I know you do," he said with a grin as he raised his fingers to show her that they were now wet. "That only happens when a female is sexually aroused."
But there would be time enough to teach her all about the mechanics of sexuality later, if she was curious. For now, he was enjoying the idea of continuing too much to start in on a lecture. Hastily sliding his hand back down, he started to caress her slit tenderly, grinning from the delighted moans this invoked. Slipping around behind her, he wrapped both arms around his body with both hands resting between her legs, now stroking her pussy with both of his index fingers.
As she began to squirm in pleasure, eyes drifting closed as a deep, throaty purr started to vibrate her chest, he slid his fingers in a little ways so that they lay parallel with the line defined by her slit and began to wriggle around right there just under the surface of her womanhood. The squeals and moans this brought from her were music to his ears.
Soon, he gave a grunt of discomfort as his pants suddenly seemed to no longer fit properly and he brought his left hand away from her femininity. As his right continued to work her sex, his now-free hand came back around her body and worked his pants and boxers down to let his erect penis slide free of its bindings, eliminating his discomfort.
Looking over her shoulder to see what he was doing to lower her pleasure, she blinked at what she saw. "What is that?" she asked, staring curiously at his erection.
He chuckled softly and replied "It's my penis. It's what I use during normal sexual intercourse. Once both male and female are good and ready, the male inserts his penis into here..." on "here," he slid one finger inside her sex to demonstrate, "...and moves it around inside until he releases his semen into her."
She nodded. Although she didn't know what semen was, this was a sufficient explanation, for now, to be getting on with. Her enjoyment of having that finger inside her was quite obvious and Michael figured she was ready for something more substantial.
He slid another finger in and gave them both a few pumps, then slid both out and turned her around to face him. "I'm going to put it in you, now," he told her, his tone sounding warning. "But since your body was designed to take the males of your own kind, it will probably be a very tight fit and might be somewhat uncomfortable at first. Also, since this is your first time, you'll probably have a barrier in there that will have to be broken. That process will be very painful, but it should only hurt for a short time."
She took in a deep breath as she heard this. Nobody ever wanted to be hurt. But if the pleasure was going to be as good as what his fingers had given her, it would be worth it, she supposed. So she nodded and replied "Go ahead..."
He nodded back and gently guided her down to lie on her back, explaining as he did "It's more comfortable lying down..." Then, he positioned himself over her with the head of his cock resting against her sex. After taking a moment to make sure she was absolutely certain she was ready, he started to push his way into her. He drew in a breath between his teeth, making a faint hissing sound, as he felt how tight she was.
Tipper, meanwhile, was closing her eyes in sheer bliss. Sure enough, it was enough larger than she was meant for that there was a mild degree of discomfort. But the pleasure was so incredible that it more than made up for this. Her netherlips were spread wide around his large member and her legs were spread wide around that.
He closed his own eyes and groaned deeply in lust as he continued to work his way into her. It was all so incredibly intense! And, then, he felt it...Sure enough, the head of his shaft met with her hymen. "Brace yourself..." he whispered into her ear. Then, once he'd ensured she was prepared, he pushed forward fast and hard, breaking through without mercy. Once the deed was done, he fell still and wrapped his arms around her, holding her close, and cooing softly "Shhh...It's okay, I've got you."
She'd tensed up when he first broke through and started breathing sharply through clenched teeth. Gradually, she relaxed again and her breathing returned to normal as the pain faded. Once it was all gone, she gave him a soft purr to let him know she was ready for more.
With a nod, he continued working his way in. Eventually, his entire shaft was buried within her sex and he waited there to give her a chance to get used to his size, as well as to enjoy the way it all felt. After a good five or six seconds, he finally started to really get this thing going, sliding his hips back and forth to thrust his shaft in and out of her inner depths.
As a combination of instinct and reasoning that it would intensify the feeling kicked in, Tipper began to do the same, returning his thrusts in kind. Her moans grew louder as, just as she'd suspected, this caused the pleasure to increase further, still.
Michael's hands began to explore her body as he continued to thrust. Thanks to how insanely tight she was throughout the entire thing, he could already feel himself staring to ready for orgasm.
Apparently, she was feeling the same, because even as she continued to return his thrusts, she looked down between her legs and groaned "Wh...What is this? It...It feels like something's happening inside me."
"That's your orgasm," explained Michael. "Let it go, it will feel amazing."
She nodded and continued to thrust on wordlessly, her only sounds, now, being her continued moans and other general sounds of pleasure. For nearly two full minutes, they continued this way, the pressure building faster and faster the entire time. Then, at last, Tipper hissed in pleasure as the first orgasm of her relatively-young life hit her, her sex going wild around his cock. The intense feeling of her inner walls squirming around him as her fem cum rushed out around him was too much and soon he, too, was going off, giving one final, deep thrust into her as his seed rushed out deep inside of her.
Once it was all over, they both fell still with deep sighs of absolute contentment. It barely even registered on Michael when the Aura Reader slid over his eye to point out that her Shadowy aura had changed into that of an ordinary Shadow Pokemon.
He rolled them over so that she was atop him, instead of vice-versa, to avoid harming her with his higher weight and wrapped his arms around her, holding her close to him in a warm snuggle. After a short time, the both of them fell asleep there in each others arms, not even bothered by the fact that his shaft was still buried within her.
Some hours later, they woke up and silently returned to the lab after he dressed himself.
When Tipper's vocalizations came out as the normal, feral sounds of her kind back at the Lab, Michael understood that whatever had allowed him to understand her words only worked in the SS Libra.
The Lab staff couldn't help noticing his incredibly cheerful mood, but none of them said a thing about it until Lucy got him alone in his room and confronted him.
"What's with you?" she asked. "You seem like this is the best day you've ever experienced in your life!" But just as he was about to reply, she gasped and said "You've done it, haven't you! You've found a way to purify them!"
He hesitated for a long time, but eventually realized he'd have to come out with it sooner or later and finally said "Yes...But it's something that most people won't like very much. If I tell you how I did it, will you be able to keep it a secret until I can be sure who will accept it and who won't?"
Lucy chewed her lower lip for several long moments, then answered "Yes. Tell me what it is."
And, so, he told her. She was shocked at first, but in time, she thought about what this could mean for her and she blushed as she admitted "I'd...I'd like to help with purifying the rest of them..."
He stared at her, stunned. After a moment, she hastily added "But I don't want any of them to be my first time! I wouldn't want to give my virginity to a Pokemon...Can..." Her blush deepened about fifteen shades and she quietly finished "Can you take it, instead?"
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Wahaha! Yes, I'm cutting it off there! Let me know in the five reviews for this chapter what you all think of some human-on-human sex and if the response is positive enough, I'll include their scene in chapter four.