Story Notes:
This story series is about an unusual form of Pokemon breeding. It focuses mostly on humanoid Pokemon (such as Lucario), so keep that in mind if your tastes are different. In any case, most of the series is about NC sex between Pokemon (but not rape - you'll understand if you read it), so now you know what to expect.
Chapter 3 - Lusting and learning
Demi shifted his feet to widen his stance and give his opponent less chance to overwhelm him with sudden force. Allora was watching him carefully, waiting for him to make the first move, and he was tinging with anticipation for the upcoming match. Was he really going to get to touch her there? Would he really get the chance to listen to hear moan, and watch her body arch with- He shook himself out of his reverie. These thoughts were counterproductive, he could already feel his cock bulging against his sheath once more... threatening to expose itself and put him at a huge disadvantage. He focused once more, slowing his breathing and closing his eyes. Finally, Roland seemed to make a decision, and the match began for real.
"All right, Demi, use attract!" Roland was aware that his choice was extremely basic, given that it was almost guaranteed they would both use it anyway, but he wanted to give his Pokemon as much of a chance at this as he could. It was important, he recalled, to get the girl in the right mindset before you started shoving things inside her, and so this was his best idea for the moment. Even as Demi began to comply, he was already wracking his brain for the next step, trying to convert moves he knew Demi had into something that could be done sexually. Meanwhile, Demi focused his mind and released a wave similar to a large cloud of pheromones - the sexual scents that many creatures produce - only in terms of psychic energy. He could tell it worked, as Allora's breathing became a little less steady and a slow blush rose on her cheeks. He waited for her retaliation.
Sara laughed, not feeling rushed in the slightest. "A decent choice, for a beginner. Indeed, if my Pokemon was as new to this whole thing as yours is, I would be in a fair bit of trouble." Sara commented casually. "However, Allora and I have trained excessively while she was under that effect, and as such, it barely even bothers her anymore. Allora, show him a REAL attract!" The female Lucario crouched low, releasing a cloud of real pheromones instead of just the mental kind. Once more, Demi found himself inundated by the sweetest of feminine scents, only this time there was a definite undertone of sex in it too. She was wet, she was in heat, and she wanted him bad. He stumbled back a little bit, trying to clear his head. Roland could see his Lucario was in trouble, judging by the sudden staggering and also by the fact that Sara looked so damn smug. In fact, she almost appeared to be taunting him, waiting for his next move.
Sara cleared her throat. "I've seen many male Pokemon fail to make a single successful move after my Allora used her attract attack. I wouldn't be surprised if your little runt just came all over himself right now." she laughed harshly, gesturing to where Demi's member was beginning to slide free of its sheath, despite his obvious attempts to control it. Roland ignored her, instead observing the female Lucario, who appeared quite relaxed and calm. Whatever Demi may be thinking, she most definitely was not in the mood and was probably only barely interested in him. Demi had a long way to go before he would be able to win this fight. "Alright Demi, listen to me." Roland called out, trying to get through to his pal, "I know it's hard to ignore this when you are horny, but we've dealt with far more difficult situations in the past. Focus, and use calm mind!" To Sara's surprise, Demi responded, closing his eyes and clearing his mind of all but the tiniest hint of arousal. His erection slowly returned to his body, and he could see now that the scent she had released was in fact an artificial scent. If he wanted to get Allora aroused, he would indeed have to try a lot harder. He turned back to face her, and resumed his stance.
Sara was not amused, though she was somewhat impressed. "Not bad, newbie," she said, fixing Roland with what he would have termed an approving glare - if there was such a thing. "I can see that your runt at least has enough focus not to spurt before the party has even begun. Still, I haven't even BEGUN to try at this battle, and just to prove it, I'll step things up a notch. Allora, use force palm!" Allora spun in a quick circle, then stepped towards Demi and fired off a psychic blast from her palm, sending him flying into the chain fence. He grunted, the wind being knocked out of him by the surprise attack. Roland was confused. Wasn't this NOT about making the opponent faint? He decided to speak. "Hey, what gives? I thought you said you'd be disqualified if my Pokemon fainted!" he demanded, watching Demi pick himself up off the ground with some difficulty. Sara sneered. "He doesn't LOOK unconscious to me! So long as I don't knock him out, I can have him beaten black and blue with absolutely no consequence to me. Furthermore, I find that the weaker a Pokemon is, the less resistance they put up to Allora's... ministrations. Don't you agree, Allora?" The Lucario turned and winked at her trainer, before returning to face the now unsteadily-standing Demi.
Roland bristled. Feminine charms were working against poor Demi, and he needed to get this match back under control. "Alright Demi, I know that didn't hurt too much, but we can't let it go unanswered. Get in there and use bone rush!" Roland commanded. Demi focused, causing a long thin bone made of psychic power to appear in his paws. Indeed, he couldn't let himself be show up by this uppity trainer. It hurt him to have to hurt Allora, but if that's what it took to get her acceptance... He raced in, anticipating her dodge to the side and closing the gap, forcing her to dodge back against the chain link. She had nowhere to run. Roland noted that the arena was actually quite small. In terms of proper Pokemon battles, it didn't provide nearly enough space for running and dodging. He imagined that this was to encourage the Pokemon to get hot and heavy with each other, as opposed to dodging and hiding. He watched expectantly as Demi closed in.
Demi brought the bone above his head, and prepared to unleash a savage flurry of blows on his opponent. THIS at least, was his element, and he was prepared for it. He could imagine it now, beaten and exhausted, she would submit to him and then they would mate. His focus slipped a little and his arousal increased, but it didn't matter since there was no way she could dodge-
By chance, his eyes caught hers. Instead of the fearsome determination he was expecting, he saw two large watery green eyes pleading - PLEADING with him not to hit her. He faltered... how could he hit a potential mate like this? Sara saw that her Pokemon's feint had worked, and she called out her attack. "Allora, low kick!" Allora swept her feet in a vicious circle, knocking Demi's legs out from under him. His bone vanished as his concentration broke, and though the fall he took was pretty hard, the thing that was hurting most at the moment was his pride.
Roland sighed, knowing that this battle was quickly getting out of hand. "Demi..." he started to speak, but Demi had begun to act on his own now, his anger causing him to momentarily forget what he was supposed to be doing. As Allora stepped in to pin him down, he lashed out viciously with metal claw, just barely missing her leg as she leapt back and stumbled to avoid being sliced open. Her eyes flashed with fear - real fear this time - as she realized that her opponent was now getting serious. Sara however, sighed. "It's bad practice for a Pokemon to start disobeying their trainer you know," she chided Roland and Demi as Demi scrambled to get to his feet. "It's nice that he's serious, but he's already lost his one and only chance to win this fight. Allora, pin that runt with force palm!" Demi was only JUST rising to his feet as he was slammed back to the ground with psychic force. Not content with just this, Allora leaped across the arena and landed with a knee on Demi's chest, once more knocking the wind out of his lungs. Immediately, she reached back - and much to Demi's surprise - began stroking his sheath, coaxing his erect member free.
Demi whined a little, her touch sending wild tingles of pleasure spiraling up his body. His mind was still well aware that this was a battle he was losing, even though his body did not agree. He huffed, trying to squeeze enough air back into his lungs to make some kind of retaliation, even as Allora wrapped her paw around his shaft. "Demi!" Roland cried desperately, seeing his Pokemon in a very bad position, "Hurry and use force palm back before it's too late!" Despite the growing urge to just give in, Demi once more focused, and smashed Allora dead in the stomach with the most powerful force palm he could muster in those circumstances. She flew back, and it was her turn to drop to the ground, winded. "Now pin HER, while she's dazed!" Roland commanded, as Sara called out to Allora in dismay. Demi staggered to his feet, taking the few shaky steps over to her and shoved the wheezing Lucario to the ground, pinning her face-up with his knees on her arms, and his face on eye-level with her crotch. He knew a few tricks when it came to mating, mostly from spying on Roland and his mates, and Demi intended to use every single one he had to win, if possible.
"Way to go, Demi!" Roland crowed, seeing Allora unable to fight back. "Now, hold her legs open and start licking, but be careful not to let your abdomen drop - she can reach your crotch as well!" Demi swallowed hard, imagining her soft tongue reaching out to caress his erect and fully-exposed shaft... Again, he snapped himself back to reality, using his elbows to force Allora's legs apart, and sliding one paw up between her thighs, parting the fur there to expose her slit to the cool air. A thrill of excitement ran through him as he gazed upon the object of his desire, sleek and pink and emanating the soft heat that all in-season females produced. Wasting no time, he pressed his muzzle to her opening and opened his mouth, his tongue reaching out to lightly touch her exposed folds...
"No!" shrieked Sara, banging on the chain link barrier, "Don't give him the privilege of seeing you turned on! Fight it Allora!" Allora groaned weakly, the tickle of Demi's tongue causing a growing heat to spread in her loins. She knew that if she allowed him to continue much longer, she would get wet, and then she would be in danger of losing herself. She twisted, trying to break free of Demi's grip, but he was too strong, much to her chagrin. Despite his size, she found that he was indeed powerful, and hanging just above her head was an impressively-sized erection too. She could see he was no runt 'downstairs', at the very least. Allora stifled a whine as she felt his tongue penetrate inside her now, teasing her sensitive inner flesh with its warm, rough surface. It was no use - she could feel herself getting wet even as his tongue explored deeper, and it was only a matter of time before he noticed. Out of nowhere, anger surged through her then. She'd been in worse positions and come out on top, and damned if she would let an inexperienced runt mate with her so easily!
Allora gave a sudden jerk, and Demi's muzzle was thrown free of her pussy, his right leg slipping off of her arm. She used this advantage to hit him with a force palm, but due to her aroused state and the position she was in it barely affected him, and he quickly shoved his leg back down, pining her arm once more. Demi's grin of defeat was cut short as all of his muscles suddenly tightened, leaving him unable to move. "What-" Roland began before realizing the predicatment, "Oh no, he's paralyzed!" Sara let out a whoop of relief, and Allora gave one last huge shove, tossing Demi to the side like a sack of potatoes. Demi growled in frustration. He had been so close! Sara cackled with glee. "Alright, way to go Allora! Let's finish this pup off and show him who's boss!" With that, Allora nodded and got to her knees by his side. Still unable to move, all Demi could do was watch in horror as her paw closed once more over his exposed member, and slowly, very slowly, began to stroke it up and down.
Roland knew by this point that the battle was lost. Even if Demi somehow could break free, his inexperience with sexual matters and the fact that he was already injured put him at a huge disadvantage now. Sighing softly, Roland waited quietly for the end, content at least that his Pokemon was getting some attention from a possible mate. Perhaps this orgasm would teach Demi a lesson that he could use in the future. Demi, however, was not content to just sit back and watch. Allora's paw was warm and soft, and he was already highly aroused, the warm scent of Allora's vagina still lingering on his muzzle. Even so, he had come too far now to just give in. "Move!" he willed his muscles, straining to get up. Unfortunately, the most he could do was move his limbs very very slowly, and this was not nearly enough to stop Allora from bringing him closer to orgasm.
Allora smiled to herself. She refused to admit it outwardly, but this pup had actually given her a run for her money. Even as she stroked Demi's hardened member, she could feel her juices trickling through the fur between her legs. She was aroused now, very wet and very horny, and only her strict training and pride kept her from mounting him then and there, and riding him all the way to the finish, regardless of who came first. But no, she wanted to humiliate him, and so that's what she would do. Moving her paw faster now, she listened to his small whimpers of pleasure as she leaned in, ignoring his attempts to get his limbs working. She knew he was far too exhausted now to overcome the paralysis and beat her, and he was also getting close to orgasm. But before he did, she had one final surprise...
Demi let out a soft cry as a warm wetness suddenly enveloped the tip of his penis. Opening his eyes, he found that Allora had placed her mouth on his member, and was gently sucking the tip of it as her paw continued to beat a fast rhythm up and down his cock. He was breathing hard now, pleasure welling deeply inside him as he fought to control his orgasm. "Just a little further..."he thought, his arm stretching slowly out between her legs. He knew he would cum first, but he had to try anyway, his paw reaching agonizingly slowly for her vagina. "If I can at least get her wet..." he thought, finally coming into contact with her fur and feeling around for her pussy. Allora nearly stopped what she was doing out of surprise when she felt Demi's finger slide inside her. Though her paw continued to pump his cock, she leaned back, shooting him a look of unguarded surprise and shame as she realized he now knew how aroused she was. "Why is he- Oh crap he'll know- Wh-why?" and many other thoughts swirled inside her head as he began to rub her clitoris, but these were all pushed to the side as Demi's body finally gave in, and she felt the telltale tensing of muscles under her grip that she new was about to herald an orgasm.
Demi could take no more. The constant euphoric pleasure of her paw on his cock, the sweet, REAL scent of sex that was in the air, and his hyper-arousal were already almost as much as he could bear. But when his finger found its way inside of her to discover that he had already succeeded in turning her on, his last barrier crumbled away as his body shook and arched, finally climaxing in her grip. He cried out, limbs twitching and his paw falling out of her to the floor as pleasure flooded his senses. Even then, she did not stop her remorseless working on his cock, covering his abdomen and her paw with his seed. A buzzer sounded, and Allora finally released her grip and stood, the Gardevoir gesturing to Allora and Sara as the winners of the battle. Roland noticed that the Judge looked quite flushed herself, and realized that she must have experienced Demi's orgasm along with him, suddenly finding a whole new level of respect for the Pokemon that could endure that sort of thing many times a day and still keep going.
Sara smirked at Roland. "As I told you, your runt didn't stand a chance." Roland was about to make an angry reply, but Sara interjected. "Although, I will admit, you gave me a run for my money. You're the best newbie I've ever battled, and that's saying something. Don't feel too bad though, it looks like both our Pokemon enjoyed it. Now the real question is if Allora sees fit to take Demi as a mate, or if she's not impressed." Roland paused at this, glancing down at the spent Lucario, still paralyzed and sore from his battle. Demi looked weakly to Allora, his senses still tingling from the effort of orgasm. Allora glanced down at him, gave him her best look of contempt that she could muster, and turned to Sara. Sara shrugged and returned Allora to her pokeball, looking apologetically at Roland. "Sorry hun, looks like Allora didn't find your runt to be all that impressive."
Roland sighed and returned Demi also, following Sara over to the rejuvenator and waving goodbye to the Judge who returned to her pokeball and left the same way she had come. They placed the pokeballs in the tray and turned the machine on. A clear plastic casing slid in to surround the tray, essentially sealing the pokeballs inside for the rejuvenation process. Sara turned to Roland. "The rejuvenation take very little time, but you should always give your Pokemon some alone time after a fight. It can be hard on a Pokemon to lose, and even Pokemon that win don't always show all of their feelings." She sat down on the bed and gestured to Roland to sit beside her. "Besides, you and I can have a chance to be alone for a little bit now." She giggled, which was the most girlish thing Roland had ever seen her do, and he wondered just what she had meant by that as he took a seat beside her.
Meanwhile, Demi lay, sodden and miserable, in the terrarium contained within the pokeball. He'd lost, and Allora had rejected him utterly, even though he'd fought his hardest. It hurt to lose, but it hurt far worse to be scorned by such a beautiful Pokemon. He sighed and curled up in the bathing pond, letting the last threads of semen drift lazily away from his body. So what if he hadn't won? He'd still put up a great fight... why didn't she like him? Taunted by questions like this he gradually drifted off to sleep, the warm glow of the rejuvenator soothing his wounded ego.
- Chapter Epilogue -
Allora fixed Demi with her most contemptuous look, and then turned to Sara to be returned to the pokeball. She felt the warm red glow of the transporter shine and fade, and then she was standing once again in the terrarium. Immediately, she collapsed to the floor, her cum-covered paw flying to her muzzle even as her other paw found her dripping vagina. She was so horny she could barely contain it, desperately lapping up his seed from her paw as she stroked her slit furiously. One.. two.. three! She counted the strokes it took for her to reach orgasm, back arching and letting out a loud howl as her body tingled and shuddered with explosive joy. Just three strokes! Allora lay panting, cum dripping slightly from her muzzle and her juices dripping freely onto the grass. Imagine... if he'd managed to keep fingering her like he was, she would have probably beaten him to orgasm!
Still panting heavily, she closed her eyes and pictured his face, his body, felt the throbbing of his cock as he came all over her. Just the thought of it made her horny once more, and she couldn't resist furiously rubbing her wet vagina and cumming all over again, crying his name out silently in her mind as she twitched and jerked in the throes of passion. Yes indeed she wanted to mate with him, but not until he could beat her. Until then, she would wait and fulfill her fantasies in the privacy of her own terrarium. Exhausted now, she closed her eyes and soon fell into a deep sleep.Chapter End Notes:There you have it, the sexual stuff FINALLY begins. I hope you like it, this chapter took me a bit longer than the other ones to put together, but I think it was well worth it.
Edit - Once again fixed formatting issue
"All right, Demi, use attract!" Roland was aware that his choice was extremely basic, given that it was almost guaranteed they would both use it anyway, but he wanted to give his Pokemon as much of a chance at this as he could. It was important, he recalled, to get the girl in the right mindset before you started shoving things inside her, and so this was his best idea for the moment. Even as Demi began to comply, he was already wracking his brain for the next step, trying to convert moves he knew Demi had into something that could be done sexually. Meanwhile, Demi focused his mind and released a wave similar to a large cloud of pheromones - the sexual scents that many creatures produce - only in terms of psychic energy. He could tell it worked, as Allora's breathing became a little less steady and a slow blush rose on her cheeks. He waited for her retaliation.
Sara laughed, not feeling rushed in the slightest. "A decent choice, for a beginner. Indeed, if my Pokemon was as new to this whole thing as yours is, I would be in a fair bit of trouble." Sara commented casually. "However, Allora and I have trained excessively while she was under that effect, and as such, it barely even bothers her anymore. Allora, show him a REAL attract!" The female Lucario crouched low, releasing a cloud of real pheromones instead of just the mental kind. Once more, Demi found himself inundated by the sweetest of feminine scents, only this time there was a definite undertone of sex in it too. She was wet, she was in heat, and she wanted him bad. He stumbled back a little bit, trying to clear his head. Roland could see his Lucario was in trouble, judging by the sudden staggering and also by the fact that Sara looked so damn smug. In fact, she almost appeared to be taunting him, waiting for his next move.
Sara cleared her throat. "I've seen many male Pokemon fail to make a single successful move after my Allora used her attract attack. I wouldn't be surprised if your little runt just came all over himself right now." she laughed harshly, gesturing to where Demi's member was beginning to slide free of its sheath, despite his obvious attempts to control it. Roland ignored her, instead observing the female Lucario, who appeared quite relaxed and calm. Whatever Demi may be thinking, she most definitely was not in the mood and was probably only barely interested in him. Demi had a long way to go before he would be able to win this fight. "Alright Demi, listen to me." Roland called out, trying to get through to his pal, "I know it's hard to ignore this when you are horny, but we've dealt with far more difficult situations in the past. Focus, and use calm mind!" To Sara's surprise, Demi responded, closing his eyes and clearing his mind of all but the tiniest hint of arousal. His erection slowly returned to his body, and he could see now that the scent she had released was in fact an artificial scent. If he wanted to get Allora aroused, he would indeed have to try a lot harder. He turned back to face her, and resumed his stance.
Sara was not amused, though she was somewhat impressed. "Not bad, newbie," she said, fixing Roland with what he would have termed an approving glare - if there was such a thing. "I can see that your runt at least has enough focus not to spurt before the party has even begun. Still, I haven't even BEGUN to try at this battle, and just to prove it, I'll step things up a notch. Allora, use force palm!" Allora spun in a quick circle, then stepped towards Demi and fired off a psychic blast from her palm, sending him flying into the chain fence. He grunted, the wind being knocked out of him by the surprise attack. Roland was confused. Wasn't this NOT about making the opponent faint? He decided to speak. "Hey, what gives? I thought you said you'd be disqualified if my Pokemon fainted!" he demanded, watching Demi pick himself up off the ground with some difficulty. Sara sneered. "He doesn't LOOK unconscious to me! So long as I don't knock him out, I can have him beaten black and blue with absolutely no consequence to me. Furthermore, I find that the weaker a Pokemon is, the less resistance they put up to Allora's... ministrations. Don't you agree, Allora?" The Lucario turned and winked at her trainer, before returning to face the now unsteadily-standing Demi.
Roland bristled. Feminine charms were working against poor Demi, and he needed to get this match back under control. "Alright Demi, I know that didn't hurt too much, but we can't let it go unanswered. Get in there and use bone rush!" Roland commanded. Demi focused, causing a long thin bone made of psychic power to appear in his paws. Indeed, he couldn't let himself be show up by this uppity trainer. It hurt him to have to hurt Allora, but if that's what it took to get her acceptance... He raced in, anticipating her dodge to the side and closing the gap, forcing her to dodge back against the chain link. She had nowhere to run. Roland noted that the arena was actually quite small. In terms of proper Pokemon battles, it didn't provide nearly enough space for running and dodging. He imagined that this was to encourage the Pokemon to get hot and heavy with each other, as opposed to dodging and hiding. He watched expectantly as Demi closed in.
Demi brought the bone above his head, and prepared to unleash a savage flurry of blows on his opponent. THIS at least, was his element, and he was prepared for it. He could imagine it now, beaten and exhausted, she would submit to him and then they would mate. His focus slipped a little and his arousal increased, but it didn't matter since there was no way she could dodge-
By chance, his eyes caught hers. Instead of the fearsome determination he was expecting, he saw two large watery green eyes pleading - PLEADING with him not to hit her. He faltered... how could he hit a potential mate like this? Sara saw that her Pokemon's feint had worked, and she called out her attack. "Allora, low kick!" Allora swept her feet in a vicious circle, knocking Demi's legs out from under him. His bone vanished as his concentration broke, and though the fall he took was pretty hard, the thing that was hurting most at the moment was his pride.
Roland sighed, knowing that this battle was quickly getting out of hand. "Demi..." he started to speak, but Demi had begun to act on his own now, his anger causing him to momentarily forget what he was supposed to be doing. As Allora stepped in to pin him down, he lashed out viciously with metal claw, just barely missing her leg as she leapt back and stumbled to avoid being sliced open. Her eyes flashed with fear - real fear this time - as she realized that her opponent was now getting serious. Sara however, sighed. "It's bad practice for a Pokemon to start disobeying their trainer you know," she chided Roland and Demi as Demi scrambled to get to his feet. "It's nice that he's serious, but he's already lost his one and only chance to win this fight. Allora, pin that runt with force palm!" Demi was only JUST rising to his feet as he was slammed back to the ground with psychic force. Not content with just this, Allora leaped across the arena and landed with a knee on Demi's chest, once more knocking the wind out of his lungs. Immediately, she reached back - and much to Demi's surprise - began stroking his sheath, coaxing his erect member free.
Demi whined a little, her touch sending wild tingles of pleasure spiraling up his body. His mind was still well aware that this was a battle he was losing, even though his body did not agree. He huffed, trying to squeeze enough air back into his lungs to make some kind of retaliation, even as Allora wrapped her paw around his shaft. "Demi!" Roland cried desperately, seeing his Pokemon in a very bad position, "Hurry and use force palm back before it's too late!" Despite the growing urge to just give in, Demi once more focused, and smashed Allora dead in the stomach with the most powerful force palm he could muster in those circumstances. She flew back, and it was her turn to drop to the ground, winded. "Now pin HER, while she's dazed!" Roland commanded, as Sara called out to Allora in dismay. Demi staggered to his feet, taking the few shaky steps over to her and shoved the wheezing Lucario to the ground, pinning her face-up with his knees on her arms, and his face on eye-level with her crotch. He knew a few tricks when it came to mating, mostly from spying on Roland and his mates, and Demi intended to use every single one he had to win, if possible.
"Way to go, Demi!" Roland crowed, seeing Allora unable to fight back. "Now, hold her legs open and start licking, but be careful not to let your abdomen drop - she can reach your crotch as well!" Demi swallowed hard, imagining her soft tongue reaching out to caress his erect and fully-exposed shaft... Again, he snapped himself back to reality, using his elbows to force Allora's legs apart, and sliding one paw up between her thighs, parting the fur there to expose her slit to the cool air. A thrill of excitement ran through him as he gazed upon the object of his desire, sleek and pink and emanating the soft heat that all in-season females produced. Wasting no time, he pressed his muzzle to her opening and opened his mouth, his tongue reaching out to lightly touch her exposed folds...
"No!" shrieked Sara, banging on the chain link barrier, "Don't give him the privilege of seeing you turned on! Fight it Allora!" Allora groaned weakly, the tickle of Demi's tongue causing a growing heat to spread in her loins. She knew that if she allowed him to continue much longer, she would get wet, and then she would be in danger of losing herself. She twisted, trying to break free of Demi's grip, but he was too strong, much to her chagrin. Despite his size, she found that he was indeed powerful, and hanging just above her head was an impressively-sized erection too. She could see he was no runt 'downstairs', at the very least. Allora stifled a whine as she felt his tongue penetrate inside her now, teasing her sensitive inner flesh with its warm, rough surface. It was no use - she could feel herself getting wet even as his tongue explored deeper, and it was only a matter of time before he noticed. Out of nowhere, anger surged through her then. She'd been in worse positions and come out on top, and damned if she would let an inexperienced runt mate with her so easily!
Allora gave a sudden jerk, and Demi's muzzle was thrown free of her pussy, his right leg slipping off of her arm. She used this advantage to hit him with a force palm, but due to her aroused state and the position she was in it barely affected him, and he quickly shoved his leg back down, pining her arm once more. Demi's grin of defeat was cut short as all of his muscles suddenly tightened, leaving him unable to move. "What-" Roland began before realizing the predicatment, "Oh no, he's paralyzed!" Sara let out a whoop of relief, and Allora gave one last huge shove, tossing Demi to the side like a sack of potatoes. Demi growled in frustration. He had been so close! Sara cackled with glee. "Alright, way to go Allora! Let's finish this pup off and show him who's boss!" With that, Allora nodded and got to her knees by his side. Still unable to move, all Demi could do was watch in horror as her paw closed once more over his exposed member, and slowly, very slowly, began to stroke it up and down.
Roland knew by this point that the battle was lost. Even if Demi somehow could break free, his inexperience with sexual matters and the fact that he was already injured put him at a huge disadvantage now. Sighing softly, Roland waited quietly for the end, content at least that his Pokemon was getting some attention from a possible mate. Perhaps this orgasm would teach Demi a lesson that he could use in the future. Demi, however, was not content to just sit back and watch. Allora's paw was warm and soft, and he was already highly aroused, the warm scent of Allora's vagina still lingering on his muzzle. Even so, he had come too far now to just give in. "Move!" he willed his muscles, straining to get up. Unfortunately, the most he could do was move his limbs very very slowly, and this was not nearly enough to stop Allora from bringing him closer to orgasm.
Allora smiled to herself. She refused to admit it outwardly, but this pup had actually given her a run for her money. Even as she stroked Demi's hardened member, she could feel her juices trickling through the fur between her legs. She was aroused now, very wet and very horny, and only her strict training and pride kept her from mounting him then and there, and riding him all the way to the finish, regardless of who came first. But no, she wanted to humiliate him, and so that's what she would do. Moving her paw faster now, she listened to his small whimpers of pleasure as she leaned in, ignoring his attempts to get his limbs working. She knew he was far too exhausted now to overcome the paralysis and beat her, and he was also getting close to orgasm. But before he did, she had one final surprise...
Demi let out a soft cry as a warm wetness suddenly enveloped the tip of his penis. Opening his eyes, he found that Allora had placed her mouth on his member, and was gently sucking the tip of it as her paw continued to beat a fast rhythm up and down his cock. He was breathing hard now, pleasure welling deeply inside him as he fought to control his orgasm. "Just a little further..."he thought, his arm stretching slowly out between her legs. He knew he would cum first, but he had to try anyway, his paw reaching agonizingly slowly for her vagina. "If I can at least get her wet..." he thought, finally coming into contact with her fur and feeling around for her pussy. Allora nearly stopped what she was doing out of surprise when she felt Demi's finger slide inside her. Though her paw continued to pump his cock, she leaned back, shooting him a look of unguarded surprise and shame as she realized he now knew how aroused she was. "Why is he- Oh crap he'll know- Wh-why?" and many other thoughts swirled inside her head as he began to rub her clitoris, but these were all pushed to the side as Demi's body finally gave in, and she felt the telltale tensing of muscles under her grip that she new was about to herald an orgasm.
Demi could take no more. The constant euphoric pleasure of her paw on his cock, the sweet, REAL scent of sex that was in the air, and his hyper-arousal were already almost as much as he could bear. But when his finger found its way inside of her to discover that he had already succeeded in turning her on, his last barrier crumbled away as his body shook and arched, finally climaxing in her grip. He cried out, limbs twitching and his paw falling out of her to the floor as pleasure flooded his senses. Even then, she did not stop her remorseless working on his cock, covering his abdomen and her paw with his seed. A buzzer sounded, and Allora finally released her grip and stood, the Gardevoir gesturing to Allora and Sara as the winners of the battle. Roland noticed that the Judge looked quite flushed herself, and realized that she must have experienced Demi's orgasm along with him, suddenly finding a whole new level of respect for the Pokemon that could endure that sort of thing many times a day and still keep going.
Sara smirked at Roland. "As I told you, your runt didn't stand a chance." Roland was about to make an angry reply, but Sara interjected. "Although, I will admit, you gave me a run for my money. You're the best newbie I've ever battled, and that's saying something. Don't feel too bad though, it looks like both our Pokemon enjoyed it. Now the real question is if Allora sees fit to take Demi as a mate, or if she's not impressed." Roland paused at this, glancing down at the spent Lucario, still paralyzed and sore from his battle. Demi looked weakly to Allora, his senses still tingling from the effort of orgasm. Allora glanced down at him, gave him her best look of contempt that she could muster, and turned to Sara. Sara shrugged and returned Allora to her pokeball, looking apologetically at Roland. "Sorry hun, looks like Allora didn't find your runt to be all that impressive."
Roland sighed and returned Demi also, following Sara over to the rejuvenator and waving goodbye to the Judge who returned to her pokeball and left the same way she had come. They placed the pokeballs in the tray and turned the machine on. A clear plastic casing slid in to surround the tray, essentially sealing the pokeballs inside for the rejuvenation process. Sara turned to Roland. "The rejuvenation take very little time, but you should always give your Pokemon some alone time after a fight. It can be hard on a Pokemon to lose, and even Pokemon that win don't always show all of their feelings." She sat down on the bed and gestured to Roland to sit beside her. "Besides, you and I can have a chance to be alone for a little bit now." She giggled, which was the most girlish thing Roland had ever seen her do, and he wondered just what she had meant by that as he took a seat beside her.
Meanwhile, Demi lay, sodden and miserable, in the terrarium contained within the pokeball. He'd lost, and Allora had rejected him utterly, even though he'd fought his hardest. It hurt to lose, but it hurt far worse to be scorned by such a beautiful Pokemon. He sighed and curled up in the bathing pond, letting the last threads of semen drift lazily away from his body. So what if he hadn't won? He'd still put up a great fight... why didn't she like him? Taunted by questions like this he gradually drifted off to sleep, the warm glow of the rejuvenator soothing his wounded ego.
- Chapter Epilogue -
Allora fixed Demi with her most contemptuous look, and then turned to Sara to be returned to the pokeball. She felt the warm red glow of the transporter shine and fade, and then she was standing once again in the terrarium. Immediately, she collapsed to the floor, her cum-covered paw flying to her muzzle even as her other paw found her dripping vagina. She was so horny she could barely contain it, desperately lapping up his seed from her paw as she stroked her slit furiously. One.. two.. three! She counted the strokes it took for her to reach orgasm, back arching and letting out a loud howl as her body tingled and shuddered with explosive joy. Just three strokes! Allora lay panting, cum dripping slightly from her muzzle and her juices dripping freely onto the grass. Imagine... if he'd managed to keep fingering her like he was, she would have probably beaten him to orgasm!
Still panting heavily, she closed her eyes and pictured his face, his body, felt the throbbing of his cock as he came all over her. Just the thought of it made her horny once more, and she couldn't resist furiously rubbing her wet vagina and cumming all over again, crying his name out silently in her mind as she twitched and jerked in the throes of passion. Yes indeed she wanted to mate with him, but not until he could beat her. Until then, she would wait and fulfill her fantasies in the privacy of her own terrarium. Exhausted now, she closed her eyes and soon fell into a deep sleep.Chapter End Notes:There you have it, the sexual stuff FINALLY begins. I hope you like it, this chapter took me a bit longer than the other ones to put together, but I think it was well worth it.
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