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 3
"Right this way, Matt.", Nurse Joy said with a smile.
After following the pink-haired nurse for what seemed like ages, they finally came to stop at one of the many doors in this maze-like hospital. How Matt would escape if there was ever a fire or emergency was beyond his understanding. Nurse Joy swung the door open, letting Matt see the sight inside.
Inside, Matt saw his Nidoran, quite comfortably situated. He has his head wrapped, and his horn corked, just incase. He was laying on his side, turned away from the door, with fluffy, downy pillows placed around him for total comfort. Matt saw dripping IV lines emerging from bags containing nutrients, for the time he was kept under care. The small hoses emerged like snakes, into his flesh. It all looked quite painful to Matt.
Matt thanked the kind Nurse, and walked in quietly, closing the door behind him. Tip-toeing as silently as possible, he crept around the hospital bed, and sat down in a chair on the side the Nido was facing. Nidoran let out a squeak of surprise when he saw who had come to join him. Eyes partially closed, the little forest Pokemon tried to stand, but a mild sedation after-effect made him much to weak to do so. He settled for sitting up on his rump.
"Ummm.... Hi?" Matt said, unsure of whether or not he was friendly.
"Nido-Nidoran!"
(Author's note - I truly don't know what sounds a Nidoran makes. Lets say it repeats it's name, like a Pikachu, or a Charmander.)
"Nido-Nidoran", the small creature proclaimed with glee.
"It's too bad you can't speak english... Oh well..." Matt had read that it was very hard to teach a Pokemon to speak a second language. Matt had also read, however, that if a successful bond if made, and the Pokemon - Trainer connection was stronger than ever, Trainers were known to pick up on what their friend was trying to say.
"Better give it some time..." Matt thought to himself.
Matt reached out, and began to slowly pet Nidoran, unsure of whether or not it was smart to do. It wouldn't be fun to get new bite wounds. Nidoran bared his beaver-like teeth, but after realizing Matt's intentions, he laid his head back down, and enjoyed the ride. Matt started petting with a little more force, trying to make it enjoyable for him. Nidoran stretched his legs out far, emitting a large yawn, and opening his mouth wide. Matt got a decent view of the inside of his mouth, which show-cased some of the sharpest teeth he's ever seen. They were monstrous in size, curving from the top, down to the bottom. Matt thought back to when he was bit by him. He had the mysterious feeling that if he really wanted to, he could have torn his arm clean off.
"Niiidddoo...." Nidoran growled sleepily, and after 2 minutes of back rubbing, he drifted off to sleep, with Matt implanted in his memory as a positive person he could trust.
Matt smiled, knowing in his heart that they would become the best of friends. He gave one last back stroke, then stood, and found Nurse Joy again to ask if he was OK to come home.
"Well, yes. Just one rule. No battling! He still needs some time to recover." Nurse Joy said with a note of warning in her voice. She called over some Chansey to help unhook Nidoran from the machines. They complied, and skipped in cheerfully, carefully taking the IV lines out of his skin. They injected one last wake-up stimulator to take away the effect of sedation completely, and they gathered the equipment and walked out of the room, Leaving Matt and Nidoran alone. Matt drew his Poke Ball, said the simple command "Return", which the Poke Ball's built in artificial intelligence voice recognizer picked up on. In a red beam of light, a pleased Nidoran was morphed into his home.
"Now time to go home... " Matt thought to himself when he was in the hospital hallway, with a slight tone of irritation after realizing he didn't even know which way they came from.
After wandering for about 5 minutes, Nurse Joy took notice and showed him the exit.
"Thank you again!" Matt yelled back, with embarrassment.
After exiting the Pokecenter, he finally got a chance to turn his Trainer's Navigator back on, and found to his surprise he had received a message from Jeremy. He made a few taps with a stylus on the touch screen and read the message.
"Hi Matt! How is Nidoran? My best wishes go out to his health! Anyway, I want to invite you over to my house for a little bit. Maybe Flygon and Nidoran can play while we talk? R.V.S.P. Back to me to let me know if you can."
Matt smiled, knowing that he would be more than happy to come over to his house. He sent a confirmation message back to Jeremy, then snapped the PokeNav closed, and dropped it into his pocket, keeping it handy. Matt walked back home to get his clothes changed, and to have a well deserved shower. He was about to walk in through the door to his home, when the alarm went off in his PokeNav. He flipped it open, and archived the message for later reading - They were directions on how to get to his house.
He let himself into his home, set down his backpack, and let his Nidoran out in a swift flash of blinding white light. The sudden change in environment and setting startled Nidoran, making him jump a little, but after some reassuring words from Matt, he soon settled down. Matt called out that he was home, but when no one else yelled back, he realized he was home alone, which was good. He wanted to get properly acquainted with his new friend. Matt reached into the cupboard, and took out some Pokemon food, pouring it into a bowl with some water alongside it. He set it down, and Nidoran began eating.
Knowing that that will keep him busy for a while, he started up the stairs into the hallway, making his way to the bathroom. He started up the shower, warming it up, and in the meantime, relieving himself. Once it was adequately warm, he stepped inside. His fingers were practically caked in dirt, along with his toes. He washed himself up, along with his hair, and made sure his skin was squeaky clean.
Satisfied, he then turned the shower off, grabbed a towel, and started back downstairs. After 5 minutes of activity, getting dressed, brushing his teeth, and the like, he took notice that Nidoran was nowhere to be found. His food dish was spotless, so he had obviously been done with that for a while.
Wondering where he could have wandered off to, he walked into the living room, checking underneath tables, couches, and even behind the pillows. Nothing. Once again, he pulled off a Houdini, and disappeared. Matt snickered, thinking about how he was all too handy at that. As a last resort, laughing, he looked above him on the ceiling, expecting to see his beautiful amber eyes looking back, chuckling when he found he was indeed not there either. He walked out of the living room, and swung open a door, that he noticed, was open a crack. He peered down into the dark, creepy abyss of darkness that he called a basement. He was about to turn around to look elsewhere, but was met with a surprise.
Out of the darkness of the underground basement came Nidoran, leaping up and out, landing on Matt's chest. Matt, who was startled by this sudden predicament, fell back onto his back, Nidoran landing safely on his chest. This knocked the wind right out Matt, and he lay there, dazed for a while. Nidoran immediately got off, scurried down to his leg, and hopped onto it. At first, Matt thought that he was back to the same Nidoran he found out in the forest, the wild, violent, instinct impulsive side of him. But as Matt shielded his face for the attack, that attack never came. After 5 seconds, Matt tilted his head up to look down on his body.
Nidoran, who was probably having the time of his life, was pumping away at the soft fabric of Matt's pant leg. He had his small paws wrapped all the way around his calf, and and his head laying on his knee. Matt looked underneath of him, hoping to catch a glimpse of what he was doing, and was startled to realize he was mating his leg. His little member poking at his shin, he was humping wildly, receiving a lot of pleasure from the female Nidoran shaped object. Matt, who was a little freaked out about him actually humping his leg, tried to shake him off. However, Nidoran held tight, a little infuriated that his "mate" was trying to get away. He took his teeth, and tightly encased Matt's knee in a grip, light enough that it wouldn't hurt him, but tight enough that there was no chance of escape, at least, not with knee's intact. Nidoran looked up at him, lightly squeezing his knee with his powerful jaw muscles. He got the point successfully across to Matt that he had better hold still for his own good. Nidoran focused on keeping his strokes controlled, and pleasurable, to make this as quick and relieving as possible.
Matt was holding still, watching the Pokemon, thinking back to Jeremy's words.
"Any male Pokemon would literally kill for an orgasm now and then"
This Nidoran meant business...
However threatening Nidoran was, he couldn't help but look cute. His eyes were tightly closed, and he was panting hard. His hind legs were just helping his hips push into the cloth, slipping and skittering now and than, and he struggled to keep their grip. His expression was scrunched up, as he looked like he was in a world of pleasure. Matt felt a wet feeling on his ankle, and found that he was spreading a lot of precum on his pant leg. Matt could feel his little heart beating against his leg, quite rapidly at that. He was probably "Getting close", as Jeremy had called it.
Matt was right, because at that moment, Nidoran let out a high-pitched squeal, and climaxed, soaking Matt's leg in cum. He pumped faster and faster, like a piston, until he was sure that every drop of his life giving seed had been expelled into his "mate". He held on, until is erratic breathing slowed down. Matt, who was watching him the entire time, was a little freaked out when Nidoran slowly turned his head to face him. He looked right at him, with a laid-back gaze full of love in his eyes.
He dismounted after some time had passed, his little member dangling beneath him, dripping with cum. He sat on his rump, and licked his member, and his belly clean. Matt could swear that he was wearing a little grin on his snout the entire time. His penis slowly retracted into his sheath, making it look like it had never been there in the first place. After that was done with, he trotted up towards Matt's face. Matt, who started having thoughts of Nidoran just using him for sexual gratification, was surprised when he gave him a sloppy lick on the cheek, obviously thanking him for his services. Then he laid down and went to sleep, snoring softly. Matt slowly reached for his belt, grabbed his Poke Ball, and whispered "Return" . In a beam of red light, Nidoran once again disappeared into his safe haven.
Matt sat up, and looked at his leg. It was drenched in juices, and was starting to dry in a very light shade of white. Slightly disgusted, Matt undid his jeans, took them off, then examined his knee. It bore red marks, probably from his sharp teeth. He was happy he was smart enough not to panic, and to just hold still, and let him have his way with his leg.
He was a little irritated because his shower now counted as nothing. He walked back upstairs to have a shower, and re-ready himself.Chapter End Notes:Hope you like it. Please review and rate accordingly
After following the pink-haired nurse for what seemed like ages, they finally came to stop at one of the many doors in this maze-like hospital. How Matt would escape if there was ever a fire or emergency was beyond his understanding. Nurse Joy swung the door open, letting Matt see the sight inside.
Inside, Matt saw his Nidoran, quite comfortably situated. He has his head wrapped, and his horn corked, just incase. He was laying on his side, turned away from the door, with fluffy, downy pillows placed around him for total comfort. Matt saw dripping IV lines emerging from bags containing nutrients, for the time he was kept under care. The small hoses emerged like snakes, into his flesh. It all looked quite painful to Matt.
Matt thanked the kind Nurse, and walked in quietly, closing the door behind him. Tip-toeing as silently as possible, he crept around the hospital bed, and sat down in a chair on the side the Nido was facing. Nidoran let out a squeak of surprise when he saw who had come to join him. Eyes partially closed, the little forest Pokemon tried to stand, but a mild sedation after-effect made him much to weak to do so. He settled for sitting up on his rump.
"Ummm.... Hi?" Matt said, unsure of whether or not he was friendly.
"Nido-Nidoran!"
(Author's note - I truly don't know what sounds a Nidoran makes. Lets say it repeats it's name, like a Pikachu, or a Charmander.)
"Nido-Nidoran", the small creature proclaimed with glee.
"It's too bad you can't speak english... Oh well..." Matt had read that it was very hard to teach a Pokemon to speak a second language. Matt had also read, however, that if a successful bond if made, and the Pokemon - Trainer connection was stronger than ever, Trainers were known to pick up on what their friend was trying to say.
"Better give it some time..." Matt thought to himself.
Matt reached out, and began to slowly pet Nidoran, unsure of whether or not it was smart to do. It wouldn't be fun to get new bite wounds. Nidoran bared his beaver-like teeth, but after realizing Matt's intentions, he laid his head back down, and enjoyed the ride. Matt started petting with a little more force, trying to make it enjoyable for him. Nidoran stretched his legs out far, emitting a large yawn, and opening his mouth wide. Matt got a decent view of the inside of his mouth, which show-cased some of the sharpest teeth he's ever seen. They were monstrous in size, curving from the top, down to the bottom. Matt thought back to when he was bit by him. He had the mysterious feeling that if he really wanted to, he could have torn his arm clean off.
"Niiidddoo...." Nidoran growled sleepily, and after 2 minutes of back rubbing, he drifted off to sleep, with Matt implanted in his memory as a positive person he could trust.
Matt smiled, knowing in his heart that they would become the best of friends. He gave one last back stroke, then stood, and found Nurse Joy again to ask if he was OK to come home.
"Well, yes. Just one rule. No battling! He still needs some time to recover." Nurse Joy said with a note of warning in her voice. She called over some Chansey to help unhook Nidoran from the machines. They complied, and skipped in cheerfully, carefully taking the IV lines out of his skin. They injected one last wake-up stimulator to take away the effect of sedation completely, and they gathered the equipment and walked out of the room, Leaving Matt and Nidoran alone. Matt drew his Poke Ball, said the simple command "Return", which the Poke Ball's built in artificial intelligence voice recognizer picked up on. In a red beam of light, a pleased Nidoran was morphed into his home.
"Now time to go home... " Matt thought to himself when he was in the hospital hallway, with a slight tone of irritation after realizing he didn't even know which way they came from.
After wandering for about 5 minutes, Nurse Joy took notice and showed him the exit.
"Thank you again!" Matt yelled back, with embarrassment.
After exiting the Pokecenter, he finally got a chance to turn his Trainer's Navigator back on, and found to his surprise he had received a message from Jeremy. He made a few taps with a stylus on the touch screen and read the message.
"Hi Matt! How is Nidoran? My best wishes go out to his health! Anyway, I want to invite you over to my house for a little bit. Maybe Flygon and Nidoran can play while we talk? R.V.S.P. Back to me to let me know if you can."
Matt smiled, knowing that he would be more than happy to come over to his house. He sent a confirmation message back to Jeremy, then snapped the PokeNav closed, and dropped it into his pocket, keeping it handy. Matt walked back home to get his clothes changed, and to have a well deserved shower. He was about to walk in through the door to his home, when the alarm went off in his PokeNav. He flipped it open, and archived the message for later reading - They were directions on how to get to his house.
He let himself into his home, set down his backpack, and let his Nidoran out in a swift flash of blinding white light. The sudden change in environment and setting startled Nidoran, making him jump a little, but after some reassuring words from Matt, he soon settled down. Matt called out that he was home, but when no one else yelled back, he realized he was home alone, which was good. He wanted to get properly acquainted with his new friend. Matt reached into the cupboard, and took out some Pokemon food, pouring it into a bowl with some water alongside it. He set it down, and Nidoran began eating.
Knowing that that will keep him busy for a while, he started up the stairs into the hallway, making his way to the bathroom. He started up the shower, warming it up, and in the meantime, relieving himself. Once it was adequately warm, he stepped inside. His fingers were practically caked in dirt, along with his toes. He washed himself up, along with his hair, and made sure his skin was squeaky clean.
Satisfied, he then turned the shower off, grabbed a towel, and started back downstairs. After 5 minutes of activity, getting dressed, brushing his teeth, and the like, he took notice that Nidoran was nowhere to be found. His food dish was spotless, so he had obviously been done with that for a while.
Wondering where he could have wandered off to, he walked into the living room, checking underneath tables, couches, and even behind the pillows. Nothing. Once again, he pulled off a Houdini, and disappeared. Matt snickered, thinking about how he was all too handy at that. As a last resort, laughing, he looked above him on the ceiling, expecting to see his beautiful amber eyes looking back, chuckling when he found he was indeed not there either. He walked out of the living room, and swung open a door, that he noticed, was open a crack. He peered down into the dark, creepy abyss of darkness that he called a basement. He was about to turn around to look elsewhere, but was met with a surprise.
Out of the darkness of the underground basement came Nidoran, leaping up and out, landing on Matt's chest. Matt, who was startled by this sudden predicament, fell back onto his back, Nidoran landing safely on his chest. This knocked the wind right out Matt, and he lay there, dazed for a while. Nidoran immediately got off, scurried down to his leg, and hopped onto it. At first, Matt thought that he was back to the same Nidoran he found out in the forest, the wild, violent, instinct impulsive side of him. But as Matt shielded his face for the attack, that attack never came. After 5 seconds, Matt tilted his head up to look down on his body.
Nidoran, who was probably having the time of his life, was pumping away at the soft fabric of Matt's pant leg. He had his small paws wrapped all the way around his calf, and and his head laying on his knee. Matt looked underneath of him, hoping to catch a glimpse of what he was doing, and was startled to realize he was mating his leg. His little member poking at his shin, he was humping wildly, receiving a lot of pleasure from the female Nidoran shaped object. Matt, who was a little freaked out about him actually humping his leg, tried to shake him off. However, Nidoran held tight, a little infuriated that his "mate" was trying to get away. He took his teeth, and tightly encased Matt's knee in a grip, light enough that it wouldn't hurt him, but tight enough that there was no chance of escape, at least, not with knee's intact. Nidoran looked up at him, lightly squeezing his knee with his powerful jaw muscles. He got the point successfully across to Matt that he had better hold still for his own good. Nidoran focused on keeping his strokes controlled, and pleasurable, to make this as quick and relieving as possible.
Matt was holding still, watching the Pokemon, thinking back to Jeremy's words.
"Any male Pokemon would literally kill for an orgasm now and then"
This Nidoran meant business...
However threatening Nidoran was, he couldn't help but look cute. His eyes were tightly closed, and he was panting hard. His hind legs were just helping his hips push into the cloth, slipping and skittering now and than, and he struggled to keep their grip. His expression was scrunched up, as he looked like he was in a world of pleasure. Matt felt a wet feeling on his ankle, and found that he was spreading a lot of precum on his pant leg. Matt could feel his little heart beating against his leg, quite rapidly at that. He was probably "Getting close", as Jeremy had called it.
Matt was right, because at that moment, Nidoran let out a high-pitched squeal, and climaxed, soaking Matt's leg in cum. He pumped faster and faster, like a piston, until he was sure that every drop of his life giving seed had been expelled into his "mate". He held on, until is erratic breathing slowed down. Matt, who was watching him the entire time, was a little freaked out when Nidoran slowly turned his head to face him. He looked right at him, with a laid-back gaze full of love in his eyes.
He dismounted after some time had passed, his little member dangling beneath him, dripping with cum. He sat on his rump, and licked his member, and his belly clean. Matt could swear that he was wearing a little grin on his snout the entire time. His penis slowly retracted into his sheath, making it look like it had never been there in the first place. After that was done with, he trotted up towards Matt's face. Matt, who started having thoughts of Nidoran just using him for sexual gratification, was surprised when he gave him a sloppy lick on the cheek, obviously thanking him for his services. Then he laid down and went to sleep, snoring softly. Matt slowly reached for his belt, grabbed his Poke Ball, and whispered "Return" . In a beam of red light, Nidoran once again disappeared into his safe haven.
Matt sat up, and looked at his leg. It was drenched in juices, and was starting to dry in a very light shade of white. Slightly disgusted, Matt undid his jeans, took them off, then examined his knee. It bore red marks, probably from his sharp teeth. He was happy he was smart enough not to panic, and to just hold still, and let him have his way with his leg.
He was a little irritated because his shower now counted as nothing. He walked back upstairs to have a shower, and re-ready himself.Chapter End Notes:Hope you like it. Please review and rate accordingly