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The Boss
"This, sir, is Project T29." The scientist introduced the tall, stocky, Italian man to a double-sided mirror and a room on the other side of it - he was able to look in, but the occupant was not able to look out.
"A boy?" The man asked, his arms placed in the pockets of his expensive suit, surveying the boy in front of him. The 'boy' looked to be about 15 years old, had strange grey hair, and striking purple eyes. They had dressed him in the standard 'Team Rocket' uniform, a long-sleeved black shirt with a red 'R' on the front and black pants.
"Not just any boy - Project T29." The scientist corrected. "Also known as the perfect trainer. Genetically enhanced with various drugs and hormones, along with his DNA being infused with that of a Pokemon giving him certain Psychic abilities. He has also been taught to an almost genius-level intellect, along with his fitness level proving to be that of an athlete."
"The perfect trainer..." The man muttered to himself. "Perfection bears its downsides - tell me the side-effects scientist."
"Due to the Pokemon DNA inside him, it gets out of control if his emotions aren't in check, and due to this he has a rather anti-social and mundane personality. If he gets too emotional he begins to release a large amount of power, with enough potential to kill himself and destroy all that is around him. Lucky for us, he is aware of this and only shows his emotions on very few occasions." The scientist replied.
"Is that all?" The man asked, as the scientist looked slightly anxious.
"The other side-effect was brought on by the drugs, something that we predicted would've happened, but never on such a large scale." The scientist adjusted his glasses nervously, choosing his words carefully around his boss.
"And what is that side-effect?" The man asked, beginning to get more annoyed.
"He has an insatiable sex-drive. One that must be fulfilled at least three times a day." The scientist replied. "And if it isn't, he becomes annoyed and angry, and the other side-effect occurs."
"Very well then. And what else were you going to show me?" The man said, ready to move on.
"Project M142." The scientist said, bringing him to another room, with a large tube in the middle.
"Another Pokemorph?" The man asked, pacing his way around the tube. It was a female Pikachu, morphed into a human form with various wires attached to her naked, unconcious body. She was tall and thin and had yellow skin and a jagged tail coming out of her back, along with pointed yellow eras with black tips coming from the top of her head and a small tuft of blonde hair on both her head and her pubic region. Besides all of the normal traits of a Pikachu, it looked like a normal, attractive, female human - long slender legs, a tight rear, and firm, perky breasts. "What does this one do that makes it so different from the rest?"
"She can alternate between both its Pokemon form and her Pokemorph form." The scientist said. "This is the perfect Pokemon to team up with the perfect Trainer. She should be able to fill his 'needs'."
"Good. What is the guarantee that the two projects will work well together?" The man asked.
"They already have been." The scientist said. "We just keep them apart when their not training together so that T29's 'needs' don't go overboard."
"Let me talk to the boy." The man said. "Their mission will start soon. What is his name?"
"Victor." The scientist replied.
"Very well then. He shall be enough to complete the mission." The man said, "let me in the room. I know what to do." The door opened to the room the boy was in, and the boy immediately turned to face the man. The room was scarce, being a plain white room having only a bed in one corner and a toilet in the other.
"Hello." The boy said politely, standing up and walking towards the man, shaking his hand.
"Hello Victor." The man said back, standing so close he could make out that Victor was obviously taller than he was. "Victor, my name is Giovanni. Would you kindly do a favour for me?"
"What is it?" Victor asked, his reply sounding more forced than polite.
"Tomorrow, you and that Pikachu will be leaving for a trip to Hoenn." Giovanni said. "I want you to listen very carefully for me. Go to Hoenn, and do everything you can to take down Team Magma and Team Aqua. Along the way you will be given help by other Team Rockets."
"Is that all?" Victor asked.
"I also need you to conquer the Hoenn Pokemon League. Once the two Teams are done with and you have proven yourself to be the most powerful in Hoenn, my plan will be able to begin."
- -
Team Rocket had given Victor an apartment in each of the major cities of Hoenn, along with a large bank account, and all the neccessities of a Pokemon Trainer. No normal Rocket member would ever be given this treatment - there were high expectations of the two of them. Victor was currently in his apartment in Slateport City, where he and Pikachu had been left to begin their mission .
And yet, as he was left in his own room, typing away on his computer to find out as much as he could about Team Magma and Team Aqua, he realised that he had to stop.
It was that time of the day again.
He moved to the balcony of the apartment, quickly closing the curtains and pacing his way towards his bag, moving silently, a skill he had developed while being trained at the Team Rocket facility. Reaching for his bag, he pulled out the one Pokeball that actually had a Pokemon in it.
"Pikachu, go." Victor muttered, as out jumped the small, yellow, electric Pokemon. "No, this isn't a battle."
"I was hoping it was." Pikachu grumbled, as she transformed to her Pokemorph form. She sat on his bed, crossing her legs as she did so and leaning back. "When do we actually get to do stuff?"
"I'm tracking down Team Magma now, it'd be best to start with them and then move on to Team Aqua. Along the way we'll get those badges." Victor explained. "I need you for your services."
"Ah, so it is that time of the day again." Pikachu said, a devilish smile on her face. "Well, what would you like me to do for you this time - master?" She said, spreading her legs wide and pushing forward her breasts, displaying her naked body for Victor.
"The usual." Victor smiled at his polar opposite, she bore the personality that he lacked. The two had formed a tight bond, both being born and trained at the same time, and both having succumbed to each others needs, many, many times.
"Let's remove these human clothing off you... You should have nothing to be ashamed of around me." She whispered into his ear, as he climbed ontop of her onto the bed. He took off his own shirt and tossed it to the side, as she pulled down his pants and underwear in one quick move, tossing them, along with his shoes and socks away. Pikachu got up and stood at the edge of the bed, admiring his large manhood. Victor sat at the edge of the bed, and beckoned for her to kneel down in front of him, which she did obediently. Her hands skillfully massaged his balls, as his cock grew to its full form and precum began to immerge from the top of it. She bent her head forward a little, as her tongue lashed forward, licking the head of his cock, paying extra attention to it. Victor moaned in response, as he gripped the back of Pikachu's head and slowly brought her towards his cock. After performing it many times, Pikachu had become a master of it, as she let her mouth get used to the feeling of having Victor's cock in it once again, before taking the full length of it down her throat.
"Pikachu!" Victor groaned out loud, as he began to pump his cock into Pikachu's face, feeling a familiar sensation in his balls, as he found himself ready to cum. Pikachu seemed to have noticed this as she sucked harder, using her tongue as an aid to arouse Victor even more, as he could feel himself reaching his climax. With one last pump into Pikachu's mouth, Victor moaned loudly, as his cum filled Pikachu's mouth.
"All done." Pikachu smiled, taking her head off Victor's cock, licking the remainding cum off her lips and his cock.
"Not yet." Victor said, his cock still half-erect. He motioned for Pikachu to come closer and to turn around. He admired the back of her body, her smooth yellow skin and her tight firm ass, before gripping her hips and pulling her closer to him, sitting her down on his cock. She bit her lip as she felt him entering her, and allowed a moan to escape her mouth. Victor enjoyed the feeling of her tight, moist pussy, as he used one hand to hold her hip, while his other hand kneaded her breasts. His hand expertly pinched and rubbed her breasts, as she moaned, beginning to move up and down his cock. Victor kissed her back, resuming his fucking, and pumping deep inside her.
"Fuck me, Victor!" She cried, as Victor pumped hard inside her. Her moist, tight pussy pleased him, while his long, hard cock sent her over the edge.
"I want you to scream for me, Pikachu." Victor commanded, fucking her harder, pumping in and out with an increasing rhythm.
"Fuck me!" Pikachu cried out once again, her moans getting louder as Victor pumped in and out of her, as they both felt themselves ready to climax.
"Louder..." Victor said, grunting as he pushed his cock ina nd out of her.
"FUCK ME!" Pikachu let out one loud moan, as Victor rammed into her, as his juices began to mix with hers, and they both collapsed on each other. They fell onto his bed, as his penis easily slipped out of her body. "Can I sleep here with you, instead of my Pokeball tonight?"
"You deserve it." Victor said, leaning over her and kissing her hard, their tongues intertwined. He let go, as the both began to feel exhaustion overcome them. "This mission might not be so bad as it sounds."
"A boy?" The man asked, his arms placed in the pockets of his expensive suit, surveying the boy in front of him. The 'boy' looked to be about 15 years old, had strange grey hair, and striking purple eyes. They had dressed him in the standard 'Team Rocket' uniform, a long-sleeved black shirt with a red 'R' on the front and black pants.
"Not just any boy - Project T29." The scientist corrected. "Also known as the perfect trainer. Genetically enhanced with various drugs and hormones, along with his DNA being infused with that of a Pokemon giving him certain Psychic abilities. He has also been taught to an almost genius-level intellect, along with his fitness level proving to be that of an athlete."
"The perfect trainer..." The man muttered to himself. "Perfection bears its downsides - tell me the side-effects scientist."
"Due to the Pokemon DNA inside him, it gets out of control if his emotions aren't in check, and due to this he has a rather anti-social and mundane personality. If he gets too emotional he begins to release a large amount of power, with enough potential to kill himself and destroy all that is around him. Lucky for us, he is aware of this and only shows his emotions on very few occasions." The scientist replied.
"Is that all?" The man asked, as the scientist looked slightly anxious.
"The other side-effect was brought on by the drugs, something that we predicted would've happened, but never on such a large scale." The scientist adjusted his glasses nervously, choosing his words carefully around his boss.
"And what is that side-effect?" The man asked, beginning to get more annoyed.
"He has an insatiable sex-drive. One that must be fulfilled at least three times a day." The scientist replied. "And if it isn't, he becomes annoyed and angry, and the other side-effect occurs."
"Very well then. And what else were you going to show me?" The man said, ready to move on.
"Project M142." The scientist said, bringing him to another room, with a large tube in the middle.
"Another Pokemorph?" The man asked, pacing his way around the tube. It was a female Pikachu, morphed into a human form with various wires attached to her naked, unconcious body. She was tall and thin and had yellow skin and a jagged tail coming out of her back, along with pointed yellow eras with black tips coming from the top of her head and a small tuft of blonde hair on both her head and her pubic region. Besides all of the normal traits of a Pikachu, it looked like a normal, attractive, female human - long slender legs, a tight rear, and firm, perky breasts. "What does this one do that makes it so different from the rest?"
"She can alternate between both its Pokemon form and her Pokemorph form." The scientist said. "This is the perfect Pokemon to team up with the perfect Trainer. She should be able to fill his 'needs'."
"Good. What is the guarantee that the two projects will work well together?" The man asked.
"They already have been." The scientist said. "We just keep them apart when their not training together so that T29's 'needs' don't go overboard."
"Let me talk to the boy." The man said. "Their mission will start soon. What is his name?"
"Victor." The scientist replied.
"Very well then. He shall be enough to complete the mission." The man said, "let me in the room. I know what to do." The door opened to the room the boy was in, and the boy immediately turned to face the man. The room was scarce, being a plain white room having only a bed in one corner and a toilet in the other.
"Hello." The boy said politely, standing up and walking towards the man, shaking his hand.
"Hello Victor." The man said back, standing so close he could make out that Victor was obviously taller than he was. "Victor, my name is Giovanni. Would you kindly do a favour for me?"
"What is it?" Victor asked, his reply sounding more forced than polite.
"Tomorrow, you and that Pikachu will be leaving for a trip to Hoenn." Giovanni said. "I want you to listen very carefully for me. Go to Hoenn, and do everything you can to take down Team Magma and Team Aqua. Along the way you will be given help by other Team Rockets."
"Is that all?" Victor asked.
"I also need you to conquer the Hoenn Pokemon League. Once the two Teams are done with and you have proven yourself to be the most powerful in Hoenn, my plan will be able to begin."
- -
Team Rocket had given Victor an apartment in each of the major cities of Hoenn, along with a large bank account, and all the neccessities of a Pokemon Trainer. No normal Rocket member would ever be given this treatment - there were high expectations of the two of them. Victor was currently in his apartment in Slateport City, where he and Pikachu had been left to begin their mission .
And yet, as he was left in his own room, typing away on his computer to find out as much as he could about Team Magma and Team Aqua, he realised that he had to stop.
It was that time of the day again.
He moved to the balcony of the apartment, quickly closing the curtains and pacing his way towards his bag, moving silently, a skill he had developed while being trained at the Team Rocket facility. Reaching for his bag, he pulled out the one Pokeball that actually had a Pokemon in it.
"Pikachu, go." Victor muttered, as out jumped the small, yellow, electric Pokemon. "No, this isn't a battle."
"I was hoping it was." Pikachu grumbled, as she transformed to her Pokemorph form. She sat on his bed, crossing her legs as she did so and leaning back. "When do we actually get to do stuff?"
"I'm tracking down Team Magma now, it'd be best to start with them and then move on to Team Aqua. Along the way we'll get those badges." Victor explained. "I need you for your services."
"Ah, so it is that time of the day again." Pikachu said, a devilish smile on her face. "Well, what would you like me to do for you this time - master?" She said, spreading her legs wide and pushing forward her breasts, displaying her naked body for Victor.
"The usual." Victor smiled at his polar opposite, she bore the personality that he lacked. The two had formed a tight bond, both being born and trained at the same time, and both having succumbed to each others needs, many, many times.
"Let's remove these human clothing off you... You should have nothing to be ashamed of around me." She whispered into his ear, as he climbed ontop of her onto the bed. He took off his own shirt and tossed it to the side, as she pulled down his pants and underwear in one quick move, tossing them, along with his shoes and socks away. Pikachu got up and stood at the edge of the bed, admiring his large manhood. Victor sat at the edge of the bed, and beckoned for her to kneel down in front of him, which she did obediently. Her hands skillfully massaged his balls, as his cock grew to its full form and precum began to immerge from the top of it. She bent her head forward a little, as her tongue lashed forward, licking the head of his cock, paying extra attention to it. Victor moaned in response, as he gripped the back of Pikachu's head and slowly brought her towards his cock. After performing it many times, Pikachu had become a master of it, as she let her mouth get used to the feeling of having Victor's cock in it once again, before taking the full length of it down her throat.
"Pikachu!" Victor groaned out loud, as he began to pump his cock into Pikachu's face, feeling a familiar sensation in his balls, as he found himself ready to cum. Pikachu seemed to have noticed this as she sucked harder, using her tongue as an aid to arouse Victor even more, as he could feel himself reaching his climax. With one last pump into Pikachu's mouth, Victor moaned loudly, as his cum filled Pikachu's mouth.
"All done." Pikachu smiled, taking her head off Victor's cock, licking the remainding cum off her lips and his cock.
"Not yet." Victor said, his cock still half-erect. He motioned for Pikachu to come closer and to turn around. He admired the back of her body, her smooth yellow skin and her tight firm ass, before gripping her hips and pulling her closer to him, sitting her down on his cock. She bit her lip as she felt him entering her, and allowed a moan to escape her mouth. Victor enjoyed the feeling of her tight, moist pussy, as he used one hand to hold her hip, while his other hand kneaded her breasts. His hand expertly pinched and rubbed her breasts, as she moaned, beginning to move up and down his cock. Victor kissed her back, resuming his fucking, and pumping deep inside her.
"Fuck me, Victor!" She cried, as Victor pumped hard inside her. Her moist, tight pussy pleased him, while his long, hard cock sent her over the edge.
"I want you to scream for me, Pikachu." Victor commanded, fucking her harder, pumping in and out with an increasing rhythm.
"Fuck me!" Pikachu cried out once again, her moans getting louder as Victor pumped in and out of her, as they both felt themselves ready to climax.
"Louder..." Victor said, grunting as he pushed his cock ina nd out of her.
"FUCK ME!" Pikachu let out one loud moan, as Victor rammed into her, as his juices began to mix with hers, and they both collapsed on each other. They fell onto his bed, as his penis easily slipped out of her body. "Can I sleep here with you, instead of my Pokeball tonight?"
"You deserve it." Victor said, leaning over her and kissing her hard, their tongues intertwined. He let go, as the both began to feel exhaustion overcome them. "This mission might not be so bad as it sounds."