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 6 - Too much, too soon
Roland eyed the three girls, weighing up his chances of escape. He could probably overpower all three and run away if he tried, though that would have been assuming he was fully clothed and
Roland had no doubt that the girls had no intention of playing fair - the Scyther's blade at his neck and the fact that he was naked and rapidly losing body heat attested to that. The question to him was whether they'd fight dirty too, and he was pretty sure they would. His mind raced, even as the cold bit deeper into him. Suddenly an idea struck him, just as the girl who had first spoken began responding to his earlier question. "Let me explain how ante works first, then I'll explain how we're going to humiliate you."
"Oh joy." thought Roland sarcastically to himself as he shivered, hands protecting his manhood from prying eyes. The girl puffed herself up, and then began to speak once more, still standing in the center of the stream as though the rock she was on were a podium.
"The rules of an ante match are simple. Each participant may offer full use of their body in any way for up to 24 hours at a time, or they may offer specific tasks. For example," she continued, putting her hands on her hips, "A person may offer a hand job if they lose, and if they then lose they must perform the action to the best of their ability. Whatever one person offers, the other must match or they must accept a handicap for the match. The handicap rules you don't need to worry about, since we're not giving you any options." she sneered, taking in Roland's body with a sadistic leer. She began to remove her cloak as she continued. "We'll both be anteing our bodies for 24 hours, and since you can only offer 24 hours of yours at the max, we get to go against you 2 vs 1." Roland's eyes narrowed as she said that. Something just didn't seem right to him about that -what she was saying seemed extremely unfair. Although he didn't know the ante rules himself, it seemed weird and unprofessional to allow such an unbalanced rule. He kept the thought to himself though - now was the time for a plan, not bickering over rules that probably wouldn't be followed anyway.
He glanced over to Demi who caught his eye. They exchanged knowing glances, and without a word passing between them Roland felt Demi's mind slip back into connection with his. He concentrated, firing off a stream of visual information to Demi's mind, and felt the understanding response in return. Good. Then, he waited. The first tossed her cloak to the girl who hadn't spoken yet, revealing that she was wearing the same Black League outfit as Sara had been. It gave Roland a chance to take in her features properly, long golden hair framing a dainty face, with pencil-thin eyebrows. She was tall and thin too, it was almost as though she were a model of some kind, and she certainly had the attitude to match. Her outfit looked almost identical to Sara's except for the fact that she wore calf-high, high-heeled boots, which cemented the model look, in Roland's opinion. Her breasts were also slightly smaller than Sara's, he couldn't help but note.
She continued. "Amy there will not be taking part in this battle," she said, gesturing to the girl holding her cloak. "Instead, she will be using her Kadabra to judge the battle. The Kadabra is on loan from the Black League, so there's no chance that it will be unfair. Her other job, of course, is to make sure you don't try anything funny." The "model" grinned sadistically, reminding Roland again of Sara, only meaner. "What's WITH these girls?" he thought to himself, before raising his head and speaking up, his body beginning to shiver with cold. "A-and your n-name is?" he asked, trying not to shiver too violently lest he lose his head. She noticed the shivering, and turned to Amy. "Amy, give him my cloak. We want him cold, but not dead." then she turned to face him. "AND IF YOU DO ANYTHING DISGUSTING ON MY CLOAK I WILL MAKE YOU CLEAN IT OFF WITH YOUR TONGUE!" she added rather loudly. Roland opened his mouth to make a curt reply, but was interrupted by a cloak hitting him in the face. He quickly grabbed it with one hand and draped it over himself as best he could without letting the girls see his lower regions, whilst glaring at Amy. It kept the cold out, but not much.
Model-girl continued. "My name is Reika, and that's Elena over there." she added, pointing to the second girl, who was also beginning to remove her cloak to reveal a shock of mid-length blue hair. "We're going to be the ones to thrash you and your Lucario." Roland shrugged and nodded towards the waterfall. "Whatever. Do I at least get to equip my Lucario with an item?" The girls glanced at each other and then Reika gave him a suspicious look. "What item?" Roland did his best to look nonchalant.
"Oh, just a focus band. It's fine if you're too weak to beat me otherwise, I'll just make do as is." He smiled inwardly as Reika drew herself up angrily. "Don't get smart with me! Your Pokemon can go get his item then, but if he doesn't return within 30 seconds, Scyther is going to cut your head off!" To emphasize the point, Roland felt the blade at his neck tense a little before relaxing again. "Ok then." he said, glancing at Demi.
The stream of thoughts that Roland sent to Demi were pretty clear. He ducked into the alcove behind the waterfall, cracked open an old box, and pulled out the item Roland had sent him for. Knowing he was on a time limit, he quickly knotted it in the loop Roland had showed him in his mind, and it looped it around his forehead, tightening it so it wouldn't fall off. The headband was long, it's strands reaching almost to Demi's feet. He hoped it wouldn't get in the way of his battle, because Demi needed all the help he could get. Knowing he had a time limit, Demi raced back out. Reika nodded. "Looks like you have a smart Pokemon there... or is it dumb? Personally, I'd have bolted rather than face the humiliation you're going to face." Roland ignored her, waiting for the battle to start.
The Lucario hopped back to the center of the stream, balancing carefully on a large stone. He crouched into a fighting stance, waiting for the battle to commence. Elena grinned, seeing this. "Oh look, Reika, he's ready to lose!" They both cackled gleefully, removing a pokeball each from their belts. "Ok here we go!" cried Reika, hurling her pokeball to the other side of the river, as Elena tossed hers to the near bank. There was a flash, and two Lopunny stood now, stretching and preparing for battle. Reika turned to Roland, who was hugging his body tightly and trying to keep out the cold. "Any last words?" she crowed, taking obvious pleasure in his distress. Roland looked her in the eye.
"Yeah," he replied, face set, "Get on with it." She shrugged and turned back to face the match.
Demi faced down the two Lopunny. They waited on either side of the river, staring him down with calculating looks. He crouched low on his stone, waiting for a command from Roland. But it was Reika who spoke first. "Berry, use double-team!" she cried, and Elena joined in,
"You too, Waffle!" Roland rolled his eyes.
"Berry and Waffle?" he thought, "Who names a Pokemon Berry or Waffle?"
Out loud he shouted, "Demi, use foresight!"
Demi concentrated, and focussed his mind on seeing their auras. Within a moment, he could clearly see the auras of the two Lopunny, and their clones appeared only as hazy black outlines - none of his concern. Reika growled, not pleased that her strategy wasn't going to work. "Alright, fine. Berry, high jump kick!" Elena nodded, firing off a command to her Lopunny as well. "Waffle, use low kick! Block off his exit!"
The two Lopunny leapt towards Demi, one high in the air and the other low to the ground, essentially meaning that Demi would definitely get hit either way, though not enough to knock him out. "Unless!" Roland thought, even as he transmitted his plan silently to Demi. Demi nodded, and grimaced, knowing that this was going to hurt a lot. He didn't move, and the Lopunny both crashed into him simultaneously, sending him spinning into the lake. Roland winced as the psychic link he shared with Demi transmitted a huge burst of pain, and he hoped desperately that his plan had worked. If Demi had fainted, technically they would win by default, but he didn't trust these two girls and fully expected that without Demi he would be in a lot of trouble. The two girls shouted in frustration and dismay as they realized they might have already lost up the match, their Pokemon landing nimbly on the rock Demi had been on. Everyone glanced to the water expectantly.
Beneath the water, Demi struggled to concentrate. The kicks had hit hard, and he knew it was more than enough to knock him out under normal conditions. However, Roland had asked him to use Endure, and he had, concentrating all of his energy on staying conscious. He'd purposefully set himself up to take the most damage possible, and he felt it now, but his mind was still sharp, and adrenaline kept him moving. After a moment, he felt his back touch the soft sandy floor of the water bed, and his body began to rise up once more, floating upwards thanks to the breath still in his lungs. Struggling, he forced himself to stay under water, waiting for the next part of the plan, even as he reconnected his mental link with Roland. It had been unconsciously disconnected when he was hit so hard, but now he needed to hear the rest of the plan. Roland began to fill him in.
Reika glanced up at the Kadabra, which was floating serenley above the waterfall. It made no move to show any sign of judgment, and she smirked at Roland. "Looks like your plan backfired! I obviously overestimated your Pokemon, since it couldn't even dodge our first attack, but your focus band has given us the chance to undo our mistake!" She laughed maliciously, and Roland smiled inwardly, knowing that she'd taken the bait. She continued. "Now your Lucario is nice and weak - Waffle and Berry will make short work of him. Enjoy your last minutes of freedom!" Roland feigned worry, all the while transmitting the last of his plan to Demi. The Lopunny stared curiously into the water, waiting for Demi to float to the surface. Demi, however, had other plans. Gathering his strength, he pushed his feet to the sandy bottom of the stream, curled his legs under himself, and jumped upwards with all his remaining might. The weight of the water reduced his jump to something that only just broke the surface, but it was enough to land him right between the two Lopunny. Before either could react, he grabbed Berry about the waist, pulled her close, and planted a huge kiss on her lips! Both the female trainers were stunned, as the move was very distinctly human - all part of Roland's plan. Because it was so unusual, it had the desired effect - infatuating the female Lopunny in a way that an ordinary attract move could not.
Continuing with his momentum, Demi leaped onto a nearby tree branch, taking Berry with him. Quickly, he whipped off his headband with one paw as he did so. Elena stepped forward, shouting a command. "Waffle, stop him with quick atta-"
"No!" Reika's shout interrupted Elena, and Elena shot her a shocked look. "Remember, Elena, we were lucky that those kicks didn't finish him off! If we hit him even once more he'll faint and we'll lose the battle!" Roland's grin was visible on his face now, as Demi kicked Berry's legs out from under her, forcing her to fall spread-eagle towards the branch beneath her. The headband itself was not a special item at all, but rather a very tough old rope they had, which had been turned into a "headband" a long time ago for one of Roland's pirate parties. The knot was loose - just as Demi had intended - and it slipped free now, becoming a rope once more. Berry stared at the rope in confusion, still under the effects of the kiss as Demi caught her just before her crotch would have smashed painfully into the branch. Demi grabbed both of her paws then, lifting them above her head as he dropped her gently onto his foot, the folds of her sex pressing against his toes.
Berry struggled a little, but Demi was like a machine, adrenaline pushing his body far beyond its normal capacity. The kiss was working well, as Berry was still unable to process what was going on enough to fight back properly, her hands quickly being bound together by the rope, and the rope to a branch overhead. Demi pulled back his foot, letting Berry's crotch fall downwards and press against a knot in the branch - carefully chosen for this purpose. She struggled then, feeling it press partially inside of her. Unfortunately, since her legs were on either side of the branch, she had to lift herself up with her arms - which were tiring fast. As she slid down, the knot again pressed against her vagina, eliciting a small moan from her. The kiss was beginning to wear off, but now she was trapped. In order to struggle free, she would have to rub her sensitive flesh against the branch knot, causing pleasurable sensations. It was improvised bondage, and it was working pretty well.
The desperate plan that Roland had concocted was, in his opinion, a stroke of genius. He'd taken the time to scout out the right tree for the job while Demi was hiding underwater, and Demi had played his part perfectly, right down to the tough knot holding the rope in place. It would take Berry plenty of time to break free, and she would be pretty horny by the end of it, Roland reasoned. Now they had a real chance! Demi leaped down from the branch, leaving Berry to struggle helplessly against her bonds. Reika fumed. "How dare you! Of all the rotten tricks... Elena, help get her free before it's too late!" Elena nodded nervously, waving at Waffle.
"Waffle, get up there and cut that rope!" she cried, momentarily forgetting that they were in a battle. Waffle gathered her strength and leaped for the tree, but Demi was ready for her! He leaped upwards also, spinning in a graceful 360 that generated additional force for what was coming next. Waffle found herself suddenly face to face with Demi, who wasted no time in slamming her back with a force palm to the stomach. The Lopunny doubled over in pain as she was sent skimming across the water and into the mud on the other side of the river. Hissing in frustration, Reika glared at Elena who shot her an apologetic look. "Hurry and get up, Waffle!" she cried, a slight edge of anxiety creeping into her voice.
"Way to go, Demi!" Roland crowed, the chances of their victory growing by the minute. Reika made a gesture with her hand as he continued. "Ok Demi, time to- gak!" his speech was cut off as Scyther's blade pressed tightly against his throat, drawing a small trickle of blood. Reika grinned spitefully as she played her trump card. "What's that, Roland? Can't talk? Oh too bad. Guess you miss your turn then." Roland glared at her, his fears about foul play being justified. Unfortunately for Reika, he didn't need to speak to give Demi commands. He finished his commands mentally, and Demi leaped nimbly across the rocks on the river to intercept Waffle as she staggered to her feet. He tackled the Lopunny, sending her sprawling back into the mud. She struggled to get him off, but her actions were hampered by Elena shouting repeatedly not to hit Demi, knowing that it could be the end of their match. The Lucario was stronger, and after a minute he had the Lopunny pinned, arms held over her head as he straddled her.
Waffle felt ashamed to admit that Demi was turning her on a little. His sheer power, the way he'd handled the unfair battle and come out on top, the muscles rippling beneath that sleek, matted fur... even his proximity to her was intoxicating. Her nipples grew hard, peeking out from beneath her chest fur as he bore down on her, wet muzzle pressing against hers, delivering the same kiss she'd seen Berry get. It was deep and rich and a first for her. She could understand why Berry had been so dazed by it, almost losing herself in the velvety embrace. Too soon, their mouths parted, hers staying open, unable to repress the longing for the kiss to continue. Hazily, part of her mind was frantically trying to get her body to respond and fight his, but her movements were sluggish and weak. All she really succeeded in doing was digging rivets in the mud with her large ears as she tossed her head, trying to break free.
Elena sputtered useless commands at Waffle, as Reika grew more and more angry at the situation that was rapidly growing beyond her control. "Rrrgh! Do I have to do EVERYTHING myself?!" Reika demanded, marching over to the tree where her Pokemon hung, bound and writhing. Berry was moaning softly now, the sensation of the bark against her body feeling rough, yet pleasurable. She had almost freed one paw, but the toll on her body was showing. The knot on the branch was slick with her juices and her nipples were slowly becoming erect and freeing themselves fro, her fur as the wind caressed them with its chilly embrace. She shivered, partially from pleasure and partially from the cold evening air. While the knot would never fully satisfy her, she knew she was no longer in total control of her body, and that meant danger. Reika meanwhile, was searching the tree for hand-holds, looking to climb up and rescue her Pokemon. The move was illegal in a battle, but Reika had begun to give up on the pretense of being fair. She had to win - she would NOT let herself be embarrassed by a naked boy and a runt Lucario!
Over on the other bank, Demi leaned in, combining Roland's experience with his own instincts as he carefully pressed his mouth to Waffle's left nipple. "L-lo!" she moaned as his tongue ran in hot circles against the flesh, feeling her arch against him as he worked. Demi's cock was fully erect by now, the situation getting to him finally as he teased and caressed her body. Roland felt this through the link, and another plan sprang to mind. "Let's end this fast, buddy!" Roland said through the link, explaining a new idea that had occurred to him. Demi nodded, and used a knee to force apart Waffle's legs, though by now she spread them almost willingly. Lowering his hips, Demi positioned his shaft at the Lopunny's entrance - and then slid it deeply inside of her.
At that, the last of the Lopunny's defenses wore away and she gave in to her lust. "P-please, take me!" she moaned in Pokemon speech to Demi, the general idea of which was transmitted to Roland. Roland knew that Demi didn't have as much stamina as these experienced Lopunny, but that didn't matter in this case, as unbeknown to Waffle, Demi had coated his penis in a fine layer of mental energy. Demi could barely feel anything, but the sensation to the Lopunny was, if anything, increased. Demi felt just a little disappointed that his first time inside a female came with no feeling, but he knew this was not the appropriate time or place for that. Slowly he began to thrust, feeling her respond to his movements by wrapping her powerful legs around his waist. He began to pick up speed, the sensation just enough to keep him aroused while the Lopunny moaned and arched under him. Meanwhile at the tree, Berry had freed one hand and was frantically trying to free the other one, even as Reika managed to reach the branch and pass up a box-cutter. Roland faintly wondered why she even had a box cutter, though most of his attention was on Demi and how close Waffle was to orgasm.
As it turned out, she was very close. Moaning loudly, she spasmed and shivered, orgasm rocking her body as Demi continued to thrust deeply into her, showing no mercy. In response, the Kadabra raised one of its flags, indicating that Waffle had been eliminated from the competition. Demi slowed down, as her moans and shivering began to subside. Spent, the Lopunny relaxed her grip on him, legs flopping wearily to the mud. She was beaten, and she, unlike her trainer, was willing to play fair. Waffle smiled to herself a little at the strong Lucario who was still straddling her. She hoped that after all this nonsense was over, they'd get time alone where she could thank him properly for the wonderful orgasm, even though her stomach still ached from his prior attack.
Demi's mental coating wavered and broke as he pulled out, and fatigue was finally beginning to get to him. But as tired as he was, he knew that the battle was only half over. If he gave in now, all of this effort would be worth nothing. He willed his body forward, limbs feeling as though they were made of lead. He looked up to the tree just in time to see Berry cut herself free of the last loop of the headband, whimpering a little as it caused her to drop back onto the knot, pressing it inside her one final time before she flipped her leg over the branch and dropped down. As she handed the box-cutter back to Reika, Demi could see the lust burning hotly in her eyes, and he knew that she wanted him. Having masturbated earlier had given him a little more temporary stamina, but he doubted he'd last long against her. He stumbled onwards, wondering if Roland had a plan for this too.
Roland was having his own troubles, however. The Scyther's blade was pressed so tightly against his neck that he could barely breathe without causing danger to himself. He could feel blood trickling out of the shallow cut on his neck, and he was shivering, which made things all the more dangerous. It was desperately important that they win, but at this rate he was more likely to die before the battle was even over. Weakly, he sent one last thought to Demi, and then closed off the link, needing all of his remaining strength to fight the cold and the urge to gasp for air, which would almost certainly mean death. Demi felt a stab of panic at the feeling his trainer had given him before the link had been cut off. It helped reduce his arousal, but he was mostly furious that they had done this to him. This wasn't a game anymore, and even though Demi's limbs burned with exhaustion, he struggled on - for Roland and for himself.
Berry looked into the eyes of the Lucario and saw only steely determination. She knew he'd gone above and beyond where most could ever hope to go, and she couldn't help but feel admiration at the way he and his trainer worked together. Glancing back at the tree, she was reminded with a stab of guilt that she'd cheated to get free, and also of the semi-pleasurable sensation that the knot had produced inside of her. She closed her eyes, trying to fight the arousal that she felt. She'd never questioned her trainer's orders before, but now she could hear Reika urging her on, urging her to "take over this runt's body and to make him cum already" so that they could win. Oh she wanted him to cum alright, but not like this. It just... wasn't right somehow.
She took another few steps, now standing before Demi. He was still standing, though only barely. It was pure force of will keeping him on his feet, and again she felt admiration for him. She was sure it wasn't just the kiss she'd received either. She glanced behind him, at the prone form of Waffle. The Lopunny lay spread-eagle, panting softly in the mud. Her juices soaked her inner thighs and her nipples were still faintly visible over the line of her fur. Berry felt a pang of jealousy at the fact that Waffle had experienced the orgasm she had wanted to experience, but she knew that now was not the time nor place for fighting over a mate. Glancing to her own loins, she saw that her juices were also trickling down her legs a little. What to do?
Demi wondered what was causing the Lopunny to hesitate. The last thing Roland had told him was not a plan at all. It had in fact been the words "Thank you", and that somehow seemed a whole lot more final than Demi wanted. He reached out tentatively, paw brushing against the soft fur on Berry's stomach. She looked up in shock, but made no move to stop him. On the far side of the bank, Reika was shouting commands that were going ignored. Elena was sitting down on the ground, as beaten and submissive as her Pokemon. Losing must have been new to her, thought Demi, because she certainly wasn't taking it well. Returning to the present, he eyed the Lopunny warily. For a moment his gaze met with Berry's, and he saw in her eyes deep compassion. Unlike Allora, this Pokemon actually cared about him, and wanted him. To her, this wasn't about winning a battle. What he saw in her eyes was far closer to love, and the feeling it gave him made him shiver. He was experiencing real affection. Wrong time and place maybe, but it felt so warm and wonderful anyway.
He swallowed hard, and then lost his balance, falling back into a seated position in the mud. Berry knelt down over him, taking his paw into her hands and placing it back onto her stomach. Then, slowly, she began to move it down, sliding it between her thighs until his paw pressed against her pussy. He could feel her wetness, and the heat emanating from her nether regions - the warmth of lust. He could feel his own erection in response. Demi wanted to regain control of the match, but he was already too tired to fight this Lopunny anymore. Closing his eyes, he began to slide a finger against her slit slowly, rubbing back and forth. He waited for the moment when she would force him to reach climax first, to humiliate him and take everything away from Roland and himself, but no moment like that came. He opened one eye.
Berry had her own eyes closed, concentrating on the feeling of Demi on her own loins. She had made up her mind to throw the fight, but she wanted to cum by his paw, not her own. Slowly, he reached up with his other paw to cup and massage her breast, causing s small squeak of pleasure to escape her mouth. He began rubbing faster now, his finger coated in her juices as she moaned and arched against him. Reika was screaming now, profanities being hurled at both of them, but they ignored her, even as she started to make her way across the river. Berry felt the pressure begin build up in her loins, warm and exciting. Soon, soon she would cum and this would all be over, and then maybe Demi would forgive her and they could-
Just moments away from achieving orgasm, Berry was wrenched away from Demi and onto her back by the iron grip of Reika. Furious and red faced, Reika placed her boot on Demi's chest and shoved him back into the mud. Berry leaped to his defense, but Reika forced her back into the pokeball. Elena watched from the opposite shore, her hands over her mouth. "Looks like I WILL have to do everything myself!" Reika shouted, hysterical by now. "You're going to cum and we're going to win and that's that!" she practically screamed at Demi, reaching down and grabbing his cock roughly. Demi tried to fight back, but his strength was too far gone now. Between the enormous beating he had taken right off the bat, and the sexual attention he'd given and received, Demi could barely move, let alone fight this human. He lay helplessly in the mud, as she began to stroke his length.
Even though she was a human, Reika's touch still felt pleasant to Demi. He had already been fully erect from his encounters with Berry and Waffle, so it was easy for Reika to work her hand up and down his shaft, in a way reminding him of Allora. Defiantly, he glared at her, and she grabbed his face, turning it to face Waffle, who was beginning to sit up now with alarm. "You!" she snarled at the Lopunny, "Spread yourself for him, now!" Shocked and confused, the Lopunny obeyed without question, spreading her legs and then using her paw to spread her pussy wide for Demi. The sight aroused him, as Reika had expected, and she began furiously pumping his cock, forcing him closer and closer to the edge. Beyond tiredness now, all Demi could do was close his eyes as he felt his own climax approach.
As he passed the point of no return, an idea sprang to Demi's mind, and as he began to ejaculate, he gathered the last of his strength and reached up, pulling Reika's face downwards violently and coating it in his seed. She spluttered and tried to escape, but he held her there with everything he had left as he shook and shivered with pleasure. "Pah! Oh my god, you filthy, disgusting creature!" she screeched, spitting out cum as she finally managed to jerk back from him, thick white liquid coating most of her face like some kind of albino mud-pack. She reached up to wipe it off and froze, as all around her people wearing the Black League emblem burst through the brush, carrying guns. "We've seen enough! You two are under arrest for breaching Black League regulations!" shouted a man wearing special insignia. Between two of the "soldiers" rested Roland, bleeding lightly but fine, having been quietly rescued from the Scyther while Reika was busy fondling Demi.
Teams moved in to place handcuffs on Reika, Elena and Amy, not even giving Reika a chance to clean her cum-soaked face. Their Pokemon were returned to their pokeballs and confiscated, and a medic arrived to take care of Demi and Roland's injuries. Both Demi and Roland were exhausted and spent, and though both had many questions on their mind, neither of them could stay awake long enough to ask. Whatever was going on, it was clear that they were going to be fine, and that was enough for them for now. The last thing Demi remembered was seeing Waffle's watery brown eyes lock with his before she was returned, concern flashing in her eyes briefly before his own closed and he gave in to the soft embrace of sleep.
EDIT: Just a few minor grammatical changes that I must have somehow missed earlier.Chapter End Notes:So sorry this took so long! As you can see, it's a huge chapter, and I really wanted to make it good, so I held back on releasing it for about 3 days while I reworked a few parts of it. No I'm not dead or anything, just really busy, but I'll keep posting chapters whenever I can! Hope you enjoyed this, and please leave a comment
Roland had no doubt that the girls had no intention of playing fair - the Scyther's blade at his neck and the fact that he was naked and rapidly losing body heat attested to that. The question to him was whether they'd fight dirty too, and he was pretty sure they would. His mind raced, even as the cold bit deeper into him. Suddenly an idea struck him, just as the girl who had first spoken began responding to his earlier question. "Let me explain how ante works first, then I'll explain how we're going to humiliate you."
"Oh joy." thought Roland sarcastically to himself as he shivered, hands protecting his manhood from prying eyes. The girl puffed herself up, and then began to speak once more, still standing in the center of the stream as though the rock she was on were a podium.
"The rules of an ante match are simple. Each participant may offer full use of their body in any way for up to 24 hours at a time, or they may offer specific tasks. For example," she continued, putting her hands on her hips, "A person may offer a hand job if they lose, and if they then lose they must perform the action to the best of their ability. Whatever one person offers, the other must match or they must accept a handicap for the match. The handicap rules you don't need to worry about, since we're not giving you any options." she sneered, taking in Roland's body with a sadistic leer. She began to remove her cloak as she continued. "We'll both be anteing our bodies for 24 hours, and since you can only offer 24 hours of yours at the max, we get to go against you 2 vs 1." Roland's eyes narrowed as she said that. Something just didn't seem right to him about that -what she was saying seemed extremely unfair. Although he didn't know the ante rules himself, it seemed weird and unprofessional to allow such an unbalanced rule. He kept the thought to himself though - now was the time for a plan, not bickering over rules that probably wouldn't be followed anyway.
He glanced over to Demi who caught his eye. They exchanged knowing glances, and without a word passing between them Roland felt Demi's mind slip back into connection with his. He concentrated, firing off a stream of visual information to Demi's mind, and felt the understanding response in return. Good. Then, he waited. The first tossed her cloak to the girl who hadn't spoken yet, revealing that she was wearing the same Black League outfit as Sara had been. It gave Roland a chance to take in her features properly, long golden hair framing a dainty face, with pencil-thin eyebrows. She was tall and thin too, it was almost as though she were a model of some kind, and she certainly had the attitude to match. Her outfit looked almost identical to Sara's except for the fact that she wore calf-high, high-heeled boots, which cemented the model look, in Roland's opinion. Her breasts were also slightly smaller than Sara's, he couldn't help but note.
She continued. "Amy there will not be taking part in this battle," she said, gesturing to the girl holding her cloak. "Instead, she will be using her Kadabra to judge the battle. The Kadabra is on loan from the Black League, so there's no chance that it will be unfair. Her other job, of course, is to make sure you don't try anything funny." The "model" grinned sadistically, reminding Roland again of Sara, only meaner. "What's WITH these girls?" he thought to himself, before raising his head and speaking up, his body beginning to shiver with cold. "A-and your n-name is?" he asked, trying not to shiver too violently lest he lose his head. She noticed the shivering, and turned to Amy. "Amy, give him my cloak. We want him cold, but not dead." then she turned to face him. "AND IF YOU DO ANYTHING DISGUSTING ON MY CLOAK I WILL MAKE YOU CLEAN IT OFF WITH YOUR TONGUE!" she added rather loudly. Roland opened his mouth to make a curt reply, but was interrupted by a cloak hitting him in the face. He quickly grabbed it with one hand and draped it over himself as best he could without letting the girls see his lower regions, whilst glaring at Amy. It kept the cold out, but not much.
Model-girl continued. "My name is Reika, and that's Elena over there." she added, pointing to the second girl, who was also beginning to remove her cloak to reveal a shock of mid-length blue hair. "We're going to be the ones to thrash you and your Lucario." Roland shrugged and nodded towards the waterfall. "Whatever. Do I at least get to equip my Lucario with an item?" The girls glanced at each other and then Reika gave him a suspicious look. "What item?" Roland did his best to look nonchalant.
"Oh, just a focus band. It's fine if you're too weak to beat me otherwise, I'll just make do as is." He smiled inwardly as Reika drew herself up angrily. "Don't get smart with me! Your Pokemon can go get his item then, but if he doesn't return within 30 seconds, Scyther is going to cut your head off!" To emphasize the point, Roland felt the blade at his neck tense a little before relaxing again. "Ok then." he said, glancing at Demi.
The stream of thoughts that Roland sent to Demi were pretty clear. He ducked into the alcove behind the waterfall, cracked open an old box, and pulled out the item Roland had sent him for. Knowing he was on a time limit, he quickly knotted it in the loop Roland had showed him in his mind, and it looped it around his forehead, tightening it so it wouldn't fall off. The headband was long, it's strands reaching almost to Demi's feet. He hoped it wouldn't get in the way of his battle, because Demi needed all the help he could get. Knowing he had a time limit, Demi raced back out. Reika nodded. "Looks like you have a smart Pokemon there... or is it dumb? Personally, I'd have bolted rather than face the humiliation you're going to face." Roland ignored her, waiting for the battle to start.
The Lucario hopped back to the center of the stream, balancing carefully on a large stone. He crouched into a fighting stance, waiting for the battle to commence. Elena grinned, seeing this. "Oh look, Reika, he's ready to lose!" They both cackled gleefully, removing a pokeball each from their belts. "Ok here we go!" cried Reika, hurling her pokeball to the other side of the river, as Elena tossed hers to the near bank. There was a flash, and two Lopunny stood now, stretching and preparing for battle. Reika turned to Roland, who was hugging his body tightly and trying to keep out the cold. "Any last words?" she crowed, taking obvious pleasure in his distress. Roland looked her in the eye.
"Yeah," he replied, face set, "Get on with it." She shrugged and turned back to face the match.
Demi faced down the two Lopunny. They waited on either side of the river, staring him down with calculating looks. He crouched low on his stone, waiting for a command from Roland. But it was Reika who spoke first. "Berry, use double-team!" she cried, and Elena joined in,
"You too, Waffle!" Roland rolled his eyes.
"Berry and Waffle?" he thought, "Who names a Pokemon Berry or Waffle?"
Out loud he shouted, "Demi, use foresight!"
Demi concentrated, and focussed his mind on seeing their auras. Within a moment, he could clearly see the auras of the two Lopunny, and their clones appeared only as hazy black outlines - none of his concern. Reika growled, not pleased that her strategy wasn't going to work. "Alright, fine. Berry, high jump kick!" Elena nodded, firing off a command to her Lopunny as well. "Waffle, use low kick! Block off his exit!"
The two Lopunny leapt towards Demi, one high in the air and the other low to the ground, essentially meaning that Demi would definitely get hit either way, though not enough to knock him out. "Unless!" Roland thought, even as he transmitted his plan silently to Demi. Demi nodded, and grimaced, knowing that this was going to hurt a lot. He didn't move, and the Lopunny both crashed into him simultaneously, sending him spinning into the lake. Roland winced as the psychic link he shared with Demi transmitted a huge burst of pain, and he hoped desperately that his plan had worked. If Demi had fainted, technically they would win by default, but he didn't trust these two girls and fully expected that without Demi he would be in a lot of trouble. The two girls shouted in frustration and dismay as they realized they might have already lost up the match, their Pokemon landing nimbly on the rock Demi had been on. Everyone glanced to the water expectantly.
Beneath the water, Demi struggled to concentrate. The kicks had hit hard, and he knew it was more than enough to knock him out under normal conditions. However, Roland had asked him to use Endure, and he had, concentrating all of his energy on staying conscious. He'd purposefully set himself up to take the most damage possible, and he felt it now, but his mind was still sharp, and adrenaline kept him moving. After a moment, he felt his back touch the soft sandy floor of the water bed, and his body began to rise up once more, floating upwards thanks to the breath still in his lungs. Struggling, he forced himself to stay under water, waiting for the next part of the plan, even as he reconnected his mental link with Roland. It had been unconsciously disconnected when he was hit so hard, but now he needed to hear the rest of the plan. Roland began to fill him in.
Reika glanced up at the Kadabra, which was floating serenley above the waterfall. It made no move to show any sign of judgment, and she smirked at Roland. "Looks like your plan backfired! I obviously overestimated your Pokemon, since it couldn't even dodge our first attack, but your focus band has given us the chance to undo our mistake!" She laughed maliciously, and Roland smiled inwardly, knowing that she'd taken the bait. She continued. "Now your Lucario is nice and weak - Waffle and Berry will make short work of him. Enjoy your last minutes of freedom!" Roland feigned worry, all the while transmitting the last of his plan to Demi. The Lopunny stared curiously into the water, waiting for Demi to float to the surface. Demi, however, had other plans. Gathering his strength, he pushed his feet to the sandy bottom of the stream, curled his legs under himself, and jumped upwards with all his remaining might. The weight of the water reduced his jump to something that only just broke the surface, but it was enough to land him right between the two Lopunny. Before either could react, he grabbed Berry about the waist, pulled her close, and planted a huge kiss on her lips! Both the female trainers were stunned, as the move was very distinctly human - all part of Roland's plan. Because it was so unusual, it had the desired effect - infatuating the female Lopunny in a way that an ordinary attract move could not.
Continuing with his momentum, Demi leaped onto a nearby tree branch, taking Berry with him. Quickly, he whipped off his headband with one paw as he did so. Elena stepped forward, shouting a command. "Waffle, stop him with quick atta-"
"No!" Reika's shout interrupted Elena, and Elena shot her a shocked look. "Remember, Elena, we were lucky that those kicks didn't finish him off! If we hit him even once more he'll faint and we'll lose the battle!" Roland's grin was visible on his face now, as Demi kicked Berry's legs out from under her, forcing her to fall spread-eagle towards the branch beneath her. The headband itself was not a special item at all, but rather a very tough old rope they had, which had been turned into a "headband" a long time ago for one of Roland's pirate parties. The knot was loose - just as Demi had intended - and it slipped free now, becoming a rope once more. Berry stared at the rope in confusion, still under the effects of the kiss as Demi caught her just before her crotch would have smashed painfully into the branch. Demi grabbed both of her paws then, lifting them above her head as he dropped her gently onto his foot, the folds of her sex pressing against his toes.
Berry struggled a little, but Demi was like a machine, adrenaline pushing his body far beyond its normal capacity. The kiss was working well, as Berry was still unable to process what was going on enough to fight back properly, her hands quickly being bound together by the rope, and the rope to a branch overhead. Demi pulled back his foot, letting Berry's crotch fall downwards and press against a knot in the branch - carefully chosen for this purpose. She struggled then, feeling it press partially inside of her. Unfortunately, since her legs were on either side of the branch, she had to lift herself up with her arms - which were tiring fast. As she slid down, the knot again pressed against her vagina, eliciting a small moan from her. The kiss was beginning to wear off, but now she was trapped. In order to struggle free, she would have to rub her sensitive flesh against the branch knot, causing pleasurable sensations. It was improvised bondage, and it was working pretty well.
The desperate plan that Roland had concocted was, in his opinion, a stroke of genius. He'd taken the time to scout out the right tree for the job while Demi was hiding underwater, and Demi had played his part perfectly, right down to the tough knot holding the rope in place. It would take Berry plenty of time to break free, and she would be pretty horny by the end of it, Roland reasoned. Now they had a real chance! Demi leaped down from the branch, leaving Berry to struggle helplessly against her bonds. Reika fumed. "How dare you! Of all the rotten tricks... Elena, help get her free before it's too late!" Elena nodded nervously, waving at Waffle.
"Waffle, get up there and cut that rope!" she cried, momentarily forgetting that they were in a battle. Waffle gathered her strength and leaped for the tree, but Demi was ready for her! He leaped upwards also, spinning in a graceful 360 that generated additional force for what was coming next. Waffle found herself suddenly face to face with Demi, who wasted no time in slamming her back with a force palm to the stomach. The Lopunny doubled over in pain as she was sent skimming across the water and into the mud on the other side of the river. Hissing in frustration, Reika glared at Elena who shot her an apologetic look. "Hurry and get up, Waffle!" she cried, a slight edge of anxiety creeping into her voice.
"Way to go, Demi!" Roland crowed, the chances of their victory growing by the minute. Reika made a gesture with her hand as he continued. "Ok Demi, time to- gak!" his speech was cut off as Scyther's blade pressed tightly against his throat, drawing a small trickle of blood. Reika grinned spitefully as she played her trump card. "What's that, Roland? Can't talk? Oh too bad. Guess you miss your turn then." Roland glared at her, his fears about foul play being justified. Unfortunately for Reika, he didn't need to speak to give Demi commands. He finished his commands mentally, and Demi leaped nimbly across the rocks on the river to intercept Waffle as she staggered to her feet. He tackled the Lopunny, sending her sprawling back into the mud. She struggled to get him off, but her actions were hampered by Elena shouting repeatedly not to hit Demi, knowing that it could be the end of their match. The Lucario was stronger, and after a minute he had the Lopunny pinned, arms held over her head as he straddled her.
Waffle felt ashamed to admit that Demi was turning her on a little. His sheer power, the way he'd handled the unfair battle and come out on top, the muscles rippling beneath that sleek, matted fur... even his proximity to her was intoxicating. Her nipples grew hard, peeking out from beneath her chest fur as he bore down on her, wet muzzle pressing against hers, delivering the same kiss she'd seen Berry get. It was deep and rich and a first for her. She could understand why Berry had been so dazed by it, almost losing herself in the velvety embrace. Too soon, their mouths parted, hers staying open, unable to repress the longing for the kiss to continue. Hazily, part of her mind was frantically trying to get her body to respond and fight his, but her movements were sluggish and weak. All she really succeeded in doing was digging rivets in the mud with her large ears as she tossed her head, trying to break free.
Elena sputtered useless commands at Waffle, as Reika grew more and more angry at the situation that was rapidly growing beyond her control. "Rrrgh! Do I have to do EVERYTHING myself?!" Reika demanded, marching over to the tree where her Pokemon hung, bound and writhing. Berry was moaning softly now, the sensation of the bark against her body feeling rough, yet pleasurable. She had almost freed one paw, but the toll on her body was showing. The knot on the branch was slick with her juices and her nipples were slowly becoming erect and freeing themselves fro, her fur as the wind caressed them with its chilly embrace. She shivered, partially from pleasure and partially from the cold evening air. While the knot would never fully satisfy her, she knew she was no longer in total control of her body, and that meant danger. Reika meanwhile, was searching the tree for hand-holds, looking to climb up and rescue her Pokemon. The move was illegal in a battle, but Reika had begun to give up on the pretense of being fair. She had to win - she would NOT let herself be embarrassed by a naked boy and a runt Lucario!
Over on the other bank, Demi leaned in, combining Roland's experience with his own instincts as he carefully pressed his mouth to Waffle's left nipple. "L-lo!" she moaned as his tongue ran in hot circles against the flesh, feeling her arch against him as he worked. Demi's cock was fully erect by now, the situation getting to him finally as he teased and caressed her body. Roland felt this through the link, and another plan sprang to mind. "Let's end this fast, buddy!" Roland said through the link, explaining a new idea that had occurred to him. Demi nodded, and used a knee to force apart Waffle's legs, though by now she spread them almost willingly. Lowering his hips, Demi positioned his shaft at the Lopunny's entrance - and then slid it deeply inside of her.
At that, the last of the Lopunny's defenses wore away and she gave in to her lust. "P-please, take me!" she moaned in Pokemon speech to Demi, the general idea of which was transmitted to Roland. Roland knew that Demi didn't have as much stamina as these experienced Lopunny, but that didn't matter in this case, as unbeknown to Waffle, Demi had coated his penis in a fine layer of mental energy. Demi could barely feel anything, but the sensation to the Lopunny was, if anything, increased. Demi felt just a little disappointed that his first time inside a female came with no feeling, but he knew this was not the appropriate time or place for that. Slowly he began to thrust, feeling her respond to his movements by wrapping her powerful legs around his waist. He began to pick up speed, the sensation just enough to keep him aroused while the Lopunny moaned and arched under him. Meanwhile at the tree, Berry had freed one hand and was frantically trying to free the other one, even as Reika managed to reach the branch and pass up a box-cutter. Roland faintly wondered why she even had a box cutter, though most of his attention was on Demi and how close Waffle was to orgasm.
As it turned out, she was very close. Moaning loudly, she spasmed and shivered, orgasm rocking her body as Demi continued to thrust deeply into her, showing no mercy. In response, the Kadabra raised one of its flags, indicating that Waffle had been eliminated from the competition. Demi slowed down, as her moans and shivering began to subside. Spent, the Lopunny relaxed her grip on him, legs flopping wearily to the mud. She was beaten, and she, unlike her trainer, was willing to play fair. Waffle smiled to herself a little at the strong Lucario who was still straddling her. She hoped that after all this nonsense was over, they'd get time alone where she could thank him properly for the wonderful orgasm, even though her stomach still ached from his prior attack.
Demi's mental coating wavered and broke as he pulled out, and fatigue was finally beginning to get to him. But as tired as he was, he knew that the battle was only half over. If he gave in now, all of this effort would be worth nothing. He willed his body forward, limbs feeling as though they were made of lead. He looked up to the tree just in time to see Berry cut herself free of the last loop of the headband, whimpering a little as it caused her to drop back onto the knot, pressing it inside her one final time before she flipped her leg over the branch and dropped down. As she handed the box-cutter back to Reika, Demi could see the lust burning hotly in her eyes, and he knew that she wanted him. Having masturbated earlier had given him a little more temporary stamina, but he doubted he'd last long against her. He stumbled onwards, wondering if Roland had a plan for this too.
Roland was having his own troubles, however. The Scyther's blade was pressed so tightly against his neck that he could barely breathe without causing danger to himself. He could feel blood trickling out of the shallow cut on his neck, and he was shivering, which made things all the more dangerous. It was desperately important that they win, but at this rate he was more likely to die before the battle was even over. Weakly, he sent one last thought to Demi, and then closed off the link, needing all of his remaining strength to fight the cold and the urge to gasp for air, which would almost certainly mean death. Demi felt a stab of panic at the feeling his trainer had given him before the link had been cut off. It helped reduce his arousal, but he was mostly furious that they had done this to him. This wasn't a game anymore, and even though Demi's limbs burned with exhaustion, he struggled on - for Roland and for himself.
Berry looked into the eyes of the Lucario and saw only steely determination. She knew he'd gone above and beyond where most could ever hope to go, and she couldn't help but feel admiration at the way he and his trainer worked together. Glancing back at the tree, she was reminded with a stab of guilt that she'd cheated to get free, and also of the semi-pleasurable sensation that the knot had produced inside of her. She closed her eyes, trying to fight the arousal that she felt. She'd never questioned her trainer's orders before, but now she could hear Reika urging her on, urging her to "take over this runt's body and to make him cum already" so that they could win. Oh she wanted him to cum alright, but not like this. It just... wasn't right somehow.
She took another few steps, now standing before Demi. He was still standing, though only barely. It was pure force of will keeping him on his feet, and again she felt admiration for him. She was sure it wasn't just the kiss she'd received either. She glanced behind him, at the prone form of Waffle. The Lopunny lay spread-eagle, panting softly in the mud. Her juices soaked her inner thighs and her nipples were still faintly visible over the line of her fur. Berry felt a pang of jealousy at the fact that Waffle had experienced the orgasm she had wanted to experience, but she knew that now was not the time nor place for fighting over a mate. Glancing to her own loins, she saw that her juices were also trickling down her legs a little. What to do?
Demi wondered what was causing the Lopunny to hesitate. The last thing Roland had told him was not a plan at all. It had in fact been the words "Thank you", and that somehow seemed a whole lot more final than Demi wanted. He reached out tentatively, paw brushing against the soft fur on Berry's stomach. She looked up in shock, but made no move to stop him. On the far side of the bank, Reika was shouting commands that were going ignored. Elena was sitting down on the ground, as beaten and submissive as her Pokemon. Losing must have been new to her, thought Demi, because she certainly wasn't taking it well. Returning to the present, he eyed the Lopunny warily. For a moment his gaze met with Berry's, and he saw in her eyes deep compassion. Unlike Allora, this Pokemon actually cared about him, and wanted him. To her, this wasn't about winning a battle. What he saw in her eyes was far closer to love, and the feeling it gave him made him shiver. He was experiencing real affection. Wrong time and place maybe, but it felt so warm and wonderful anyway.
He swallowed hard, and then lost his balance, falling back into a seated position in the mud. Berry knelt down over him, taking his paw into her hands and placing it back onto her stomach. Then, slowly, she began to move it down, sliding it between her thighs until his paw pressed against her pussy. He could feel her wetness, and the heat emanating from her nether regions - the warmth of lust. He could feel his own erection in response. Demi wanted to regain control of the match, but he was already too tired to fight this Lopunny anymore. Closing his eyes, he began to slide a finger against her slit slowly, rubbing back and forth. He waited for the moment when she would force him to reach climax first, to humiliate him and take everything away from Roland and himself, but no moment like that came. He opened one eye.
Berry had her own eyes closed, concentrating on the feeling of Demi on her own loins. She had made up her mind to throw the fight, but she wanted to cum by his paw, not her own. Slowly, he reached up with his other paw to cup and massage her breast, causing s small squeak of pleasure to escape her mouth. He began rubbing faster now, his finger coated in her juices as she moaned and arched against him. Reika was screaming now, profanities being hurled at both of them, but they ignored her, even as she started to make her way across the river. Berry felt the pressure begin build up in her loins, warm and exciting. Soon, soon she would cum and this would all be over, and then maybe Demi would forgive her and they could-
Just moments away from achieving orgasm, Berry was wrenched away from Demi and onto her back by the iron grip of Reika. Furious and red faced, Reika placed her boot on Demi's chest and shoved him back into the mud. Berry leaped to his defense, but Reika forced her back into the pokeball. Elena watched from the opposite shore, her hands over her mouth. "Looks like I WILL have to do everything myself!" Reika shouted, hysterical by now. "You're going to cum and we're going to win and that's that!" she practically screamed at Demi, reaching down and grabbing his cock roughly. Demi tried to fight back, but his strength was too far gone now. Between the enormous beating he had taken right off the bat, and the sexual attention he'd given and received, Demi could barely move, let alone fight this human. He lay helplessly in the mud, as she began to stroke his length.
Even though she was a human, Reika's touch still felt pleasant to Demi. He had already been fully erect from his encounters with Berry and Waffle, so it was easy for Reika to work her hand up and down his shaft, in a way reminding him of Allora. Defiantly, he glared at her, and she grabbed his face, turning it to face Waffle, who was beginning to sit up now with alarm. "You!" she snarled at the Lopunny, "Spread yourself for him, now!" Shocked and confused, the Lopunny obeyed without question, spreading her legs and then using her paw to spread her pussy wide for Demi. The sight aroused him, as Reika had expected, and she began furiously pumping his cock, forcing him closer and closer to the edge. Beyond tiredness now, all Demi could do was close his eyes as he felt his own climax approach.
As he passed the point of no return, an idea sprang to Demi's mind, and as he began to ejaculate, he gathered the last of his strength and reached up, pulling Reika's face downwards violently and coating it in his seed. She spluttered and tried to escape, but he held her there with everything he had left as he shook and shivered with pleasure. "Pah! Oh my god, you filthy, disgusting creature!" she screeched, spitting out cum as she finally managed to jerk back from him, thick white liquid coating most of her face like some kind of albino mud-pack. She reached up to wipe it off and froze, as all around her people wearing the Black League emblem burst through the brush, carrying guns. "We've seen enough! You two are under arrest for breaching Black League regulations!" shouted a man wearing special insignia. Between two of the "soldiers" rested Roland, bleeding lightly but fine, having been quietly rescued from the Scyther while Reika was busy fondling Demi.
Teams moved in to place handcuffs on Reika, Elena and Amy, not even giving Reika a chance to clean her cum-soaked face. Their Pokemon were returned to their pokeballs and confiscated, and a medic arrived to take care of Demi and Roland's injuries. Both Demi and Roland were exhausted and spent, and though both had many questions on their mind, neither of them could stay awake long enough to ask. Whatever was going on, it was clear that they were going to be fine, and that was enough for them for now. The last thing Demi remembered was seeing Waffle's watery brown eyes lock with his before she was returned, concern flashing in her eyes briefly before his own closed and he gave in to the soft embrace of sleep.
EDIT: Just a few minor grammatical changes that I must have somehow missed earlier.Chapter End Notes:So sorry this took so long! As you can see, it's a huge chapter, and I really wanted to make it good, so I held back on releasing it for about 3 days while I reworked a few parts of it. No I'm not dead or anything, just really busy, but I'll keep posting chapters whenever I can! Hope you enjoyed this, and please leave a comment