Story Notes:
Yay, My second story. This one will have more than one chapter (I sincerely hope). Please leave a review and rate accordingly.
Chapter 2
After about 3 days of walking, Matt finally emerged from the forest, covered in cuts and bruises from his recent problem with a Nidoran. The Nidoran, of course, had not been taken out of his Poke Ball once after his capture, and Matt had good reasons why. First of all, it was important that he was kept in his current state. If Matt had given him a concussion that needed treatment, the Poke Ball would act as a cryogenic freezer, keeping him preserved until proper treatment could be performed. Secondly, Matt didn't want a repeat of what happened before. The last thing he needed was to be attacked and hurt again.
It didn't take much walking after that to get to his hometown in Vermillion City. His first stop was at the Pokemon Center. Nurse Joy was there at the table, waiting.
"Could you please heal my Pokemon?", Matt asked while reaching down to retrieve the lone Poke Ball.
"Sure thing, Dear", Nurse Joy replied with a smile.
Matt handed over the Ball, and Nurse Joy set it in a diagnostic computer to examine it. After about 10 seconds of her fingers dancing across the keyboard, she looked up to meet Matt's eyes, a grave expression on her face.
"It appears as though your Nidoran has experienced some major head trauma."
"Is he going to be OK?" Matt asked anxiously.
"Yes, of course. However, he will require about 4 days of rehabilitation. You did the right thing, keeping him in his Poke Ball. If you had let him out, the hours taken to recover him would have increased by the minute."
Matt was told that he should have a seat, to give the computer some time to assign a recovery room to his new Pokemon. Matt complied, and sat down in a soft-looking arm chair. He took a look around, noticing there were several people in the large room. There was a young girl with a rather cute Mudkip, an older-looking man with an equally older-looking Sandslash, and a boy that didn't look too much older than Matt himself. His Pokemon of choice was a muscular looking Flygon. Matt watched the boy pet him, run around a little with him, and hug him lovingly. Matt decided to walk over and talk while he waited.
"That's a nice looking Flygon you have there!", Matt said, trying to make a good first impression.
"He's great! I raised him since he was Trapinch!", The boy looked over and replied with great enthusiasm.
"That's awesome! It must have taken a lot of work!"
"Yes it did. While he was a Vibrava, he was very stubborn and wouldn't listen to me. However, when he evolved into a Flygon, all that changed. He now listens to me all the time, and is very lovable. It's funny how not only the body changes, but also the way of thinking as well.".
"Wow, you must know quite a lot about Pokemon! My name's Matt."
"My name's Jeremy. Do you have any Pokemon?"
"Yes, I do. I have a Nidoran that I just caught. Turns out, he got hit on the head pretty badly. Nurse Joy said he should be fine though."
Matt and Jeremy's talking went on long through most of the night. They simply talked about where they came from, where they were planning to go next. They talked about different spots to find rare Pokemon, and how they wished they would be more plentiful, instead of being so dang hard to catch.
Then the conversation moved onto serious topics, like the health and well-being of their Pokemon. Jeremy explained that constant daily vitamins are key to a Pokemon's good health.
"Occasional sexual release is also healthy for them." Jeremy said quietly, keeping his voice low.
"Sexual release? What do you mean by that?" Matt asked curiously.
The room was now empty, except for the few people going in and out quickly, not bothering to sit down. Matt had never heard of such a term used like that. He knew what sex was, and in fact, had touched himself down there several times.
"You know, sexual stimulation?"
Matt shook his head.
"Ok, do you know what masturbation is?", Jeremy asked, blushing a little.
Matt nodded, while blushing a little as well.
"Well basically, it's like the Pokemon is masturbating, except you do it for them."
"Oh... Wait, what?" Matt exclaimed with a look of slight disbelief planted on his face.
"Yes, I know it may sound gross, but it is actually quite natural. Think about it - Lets pretend that I never caught that Trapinch in the desert. That Trapinch might have a mate that it could constantly release any pent up sexual stress into. It is a natural occurrence, so it makes sense to try and recreate those conditions. It also builds quite a strong Pokemon-Trainer bond..." Jeremy explained, patting the now snoozing Flygon at his feet.
"Do you do it?" Matt asked, now curious with the concept of it.
"Of course. Like this."
Jeremy took a quick look around to make sure no one was watching them, then reached under his Flygon, feeling around his lower body region. He must have found what he was looking for under there, because the Flygon's eye immediately shot open. It sat up, and turned over onto his back, looking at his trainer. Matt could see that there was a sort of pouch underneath him, between his legs. Jeremy started rubbing the sac, making the Flygon's head tilt back. Before continuing on with his treatment, Jeremy reached into his backpack and pulled out a small vial of clear liquid. He popped the cap, spread a few drops on his finger, and reached up towards his Pokemon's nose. He let the Flygon catch a whiff of the mystery liquid, before his eyes looked much more laid back, and he started to relax. After that, Jeremy went back to his rubbing, at a little bit of a faster pace.
Before Matt could ask what the fluid was, a small pink tip started to emerge from the pouch, growing with every rub. The Flygon, who seemed to enjoy it a lot, started to randomly kick his hind leg, and swing at the air a little. Whatever Jeremy was doing, the Pokemon was loving it. Before long, the little pink tip had become a lot more than just a tip. It had grown into a large phallus, about 7 inches long, and about 2 inches wide at the base, but slowly shrinking into a pointed tip at the end. Jeremy grabbed the whole thing with 2 hands, and began to pump up and down the length at a steady pace. Flygon was gasping a little after every pump, and drooling a little onto the floor. His long, almost comical tongue was hanging on the side of his cheek.
Matt could see some white liquid sitting on the top of it, until Jeremy reached up, spread it on his hands and slathered it all over the cock as a lubricant. This brought pleasure to the next level for Flygon, who then made small feral grunts and squeals. His eyes started drooping and eventually, just closed. Matt couldn't believe how much differently this was making Flygon act, and it frankly looked like a lot of fun to try on a Pokemon. Flygon began humping into Jeremy's hand, wanting to quicken the progress. He couldn't have stopped this natural impulse if he wanted to. His instincts indicated that if this was happening, start to pump harder and faster, for guaranteed female insemination
"He's getting close." Jeremy simply said.
"What do you --" Matt couldn't finish his sentence, as numerous globs of steamy semen begun shooting out of the penis, splattering Flygon's scaly chest.
Matt watched, awestruck, as this was happening. Breathing hard, Flygon let out a low screech, signaling his climax, and gave a few more pumps into the hand. Jeremy let go of the member, and Flygon immediately went around his business cleaning, licking himself and his phallus clean of any of the sticky, white fluid. Looking thoroughly satisfied, Flygon once again laid down and fell asleep, no doubt exhausted. Matt continued to watch the member twitch, and finally soften and return to it's home, hidden away from view.
"That's amazing!" Matt said, obviously amazed at the Flygon. "How often do you do that to him?"
"About 3 times every week, depending on how horny he is. And trust me, you can tell!" Jeremy chuckled.
"Do you think my Nidoran would enjoy something like that?"
"Definitely! Any male Pokemon would literally kill for an orgasm now and then."
At that moment, Nurse Joy emerged from the back office room.
"Excuse me, Matt? Your Nidoran is ready for transferral."
Matt turned back to Jeremy and said...
"Well, it's been great talking to you. Thank you for everything you've shown me!"
Matt was about to walk away, when he remembered to ask something.
"Wait, Jeremy... What was that liquid you held under his nose? You didn't drug him, did you?"
"Sort of. You see, that was the juices from a female Flygon in heat. It drives him crazy! If you can get a hold of some for your Nidoran, he won't be able to stand it."
"Thank you once again!" Matt said with a smile.
Armed with the knowledge given to him by Jeremy, he walked into the back rooms, where his new Nidoran was waiting for him.Chapter End Notes:There we go. Please review and rate accordingly..
It didn't take much walking after that to get to his hometown in Vermillion City. His first stop was at the Pokemon Center. Nurse Joy was there at the table, waiting.
"Could you please heal my Pokemon?", Matt asked while reaching down to retrieve the lone Poke Ball.
"Sure thing, Dear", Nurse Joy replied with a smile.
Matt handed over the Ball, and Nurse Joy set it in a diagnostic computer to examine it. After about 10 seconds of her fingers dancing across the keyboard, she looked up to meet Matt's eyes, a grave expression on her face.
"It appears as though your Nidoran has experienced some major head trauma."
"Is he going to be OK?" Matt asked anxiously.
"Yes, of course. However, he will require about 4 days of rehabilitation. You did the right thing, keeping him in his Poke Ball. If you had let him out, the hours taken to recover him would have increased by the minute."
Matt was told that he should have a seat, to give the computer some time to assign a recovery room to his new Pokemon. Matt complied, and sat down in a soft-looking arm chair. He took a look around, noticing there were several people in the large room. There was a young girl with a rather cute Mudkip, an older-looking man with an equally older-looking Sandslash, and a boy that didn't look too much older than Matt himself. His Pokemon of choice was a muscular looking Flygon. Matt watched the boy pet him, run around a little with him, and hug him lovingly. Matt decided to walk over and talk while he waited.
"That's a nice looking Flygon you have there!", Matt said, trying to make a good first impression.
"He's great! I raised him since he was Trapinch!", The boy looked over and replied with great enthusiasm.
"That's awesome! It must have taken a lot of work!"
"Yes it did. While he was a Vibrava, he was very stubborn and wouldn't listen to me. However, when he evolved into a Flygon, all that changed. He now listens to me all the time, and is very lovable. It's funny how not only the body changes, but also the way of thinking as well.".
"Wow, you must know quite a lot about Pokemon! My name's Matt."
"My name's Jeremy. Do you have any Pokemon?"
"Yes, I do. I have a Nidoran that I just caught. Turns out, he got hit on the head pretty badly. Nurse Joy said he should be fine though."
Matt and Jeremy's talking went on long through most of the night. They simply talked about where they came from, where they were planning to go next. They talked about different spots to find rare Pokemon, and how they wished they would be more plentiful, instead of being so dang hard to catch.
Then the conversation moved onto serious topics, like the health and well-being of their Pokemon. Jeremy explained that constant daily vitamins are key to a Pokemon's good health.
"Occasional sexual release is also healthy for them." Jeremy said quietly, keeping his voice low.
"Sexual release? What do you mean by that?" Matt asked curiously.
The room was now empty, except for the few people going in and out quickly, not bothering to sit down. Matt had never heard of such a term used like that. He knew what sex was, and in fact, had touched himself down there several times.
"You know, sexual stimulation?"
Matt shook his head.
"Ok, do you know what masturbation is?", Jeremy asked, blushing a little.
Matt nodded, while blushing a little as well.
"Well basically, it's like the Pokemon is masturbating, except you do it for them."
"Oh... Wait, what?" Matt exclaimed with a look of slight disbelief planted on his face.
"Yes, I know it may sound gross, but it is actually quite natural. Think about it - Lets pretend that I never caught that Trapinch in the desert. That Trapinch might have a mate that it could constantly release any pent up sexual stress into. It is a natural occurrence, so it makes sense to try and recreate those conditions. It also builds quite a strong Pokemon-Trainer bond..." Jeremy explained, patting the now snoozing Flygon at his feet.
"Do you do it?" Matt asked, now curious with the concept of it.
"Of course. Like this."
Jeremy took a quick look around to make sure no one was watching them, then reached under his Flygon, feeling around his lower body region. He must have found what he was looking for under there, because the Flygon's eye immediately shot open. It sat up, and turned over onto his back, looking at his trainer. Matt could see that there was a sort of pouch underneath him, between his legs. Jeremy started rubbing the sac, making the Flygon's head tilt back. Before continuing on with his treatment, Jeremy reached into his backpack and pulled out a small vial of clear liquid. He popped the cap, spread a few drops on his finger, and reached up towards his Pokemon's nose. He let the Flygon catch a whiff of the mystery liquid, before his eyes looked much more laid back, and he started to relax. After that, Jeremy went back to his rubbing, at a little bit of a faster pace.
Before Matt could ask what the fluid was, a small pink tip started to emerge from the pouch, growing with every rub. The Flygon, who seemed to enjoy it a lot, started to randomly kick his hind leg, and swing at the air a little. Whatever Jeremy was doing, the Pokemon was loving it. Before long, the little pink tip had become a lot more than just a tip. It had grown into a large phallus, about 7 inches long, and about 2 inches wide at the base, but slowly shrinking into a pointed tip at the end. Jeremy grabbed the whole thing with 2 hands, and began to pump up and down the length at a steady pace. Flygon was gasping a little after every pump, and drooling a little onto the floor. His long, almost comical tongue was hanging on the side of his cheek.
Matt could see some white liquid sitting on the top of it, until Jeremy reached up, spread it on his hands and slathered it all over the cock as a lubricant. This brought pleasure to the next level for Flygon, who then made small feral grunts and squeals. His eyes started drooping and eventually, just closed. Matt couldn't believe how much differently this was making Flygon act, and it frankly looked like a lot of fun to try on a Pokemon. Flygon began humping into Jeremy's hand, wanting to quicken the progress. He couldn't have stopped this natural impulse if he wanted to. His instincts indicated that if this was happening, start to pump harder and faster, for guaranteed female insemination
"He's getting close." Jeremy simply said.
"What do you --" Matt couldn't finish his sentence, as numerous globs of steamy semen begun shooting out of the penis, splattering Flygon's scaly chest.
Matt watched, awestruck, as this was happening. Breathing hard, Flygon let out a low screech, signaling his climax, and gave a few more pumps into the hand. Jeremy let go of the member, and Flygon immediately went around his business cleaning, licking himself and his phallus clean of any of the sticky, white fluid. Looking thoroughly satisfied, Flygon once again laid down and fell asleep, no doubt exhausted. Matt continued to watch the member twitch, and finally soften and return to it's home, hidden away from view.
"That's amazing!" Matt said, obviously amazed at the Flygon. "How often do you do that to him?"
"About 3 times every week, depending on how horny he is. And trust me, you can tell!" Jeremy chuckled.
"Do you think my Nidoran would enjoy something like that?"
"Definitely! Any male Pokemon would literally kill for an orgasm now and then."
At that moment, Nurse Joy emerged from the back office room.
"Excuse me, Matt? Your Nidoran is ready for transferral."
Matt turned back to Jeremy and said...
"Well, it's been great talking to you. Thank you for everything you've shown me!"
Matt was about to walk away, when he remembered to ask something.
"Wait, Jeremy... What was that liquid you held under his nose? You didn't drug him, did you?"
"Sort of. You see, that was the juices from a female Flygon in heat. It drives him crazy! If you can get a hold of some for your Nidoran, he won't be able to stand it."
"Thank you once again!" Matt said with a smile.
Armed with the knowledge given to him by Jeremy, he walked into the back rooms, where his new Nidoran was waiting for him.Chapter End Notes:There we go. Please review and rate accordingly..