Story Notes:
A quickee story I wrote. The idea came to me while I was taking a shower. I don't know why, it just popped into my head. So, I wrote it the best I could.Hope you like it.
Chapter 1
Kristina sighed as she poured herself another cup of coffee. She glanced around the white, sterile laboratory around her, wishing her house was this clean. She looked at the cupboards lining the walls, while taking notice of the many biohazard stickers slapped across them. It was the perfect example of a research laboratory, and she was proud to don the iconic white lab coats, that are mandatory to wear.
Smiling, she took a sip of her coffee, feeling very happy. There was nothing quite like a piping hot cup of coffee in the morning. Of course, once she entered the examination room, she would have to leave it behind, much to her dismay.
"Rules are rules though..." she thought to herself.
Brushing her short, amber hair out of her eyes, she looked at the clock mounted on the wall, and decided that she should start walking now. Grabbing her personal computer, palm pilot, and her folder of papers, she walked out of the staff room, and started down the hall. It was bustling with activity, with many other research scientists just like her. They all needed to get where they needed to be, all at once. The resulting effect was nothing short of a complete pandemonium.
Being careful not to bump into anyone, she weaved in between them all. She watched as a few people collided, spilling their papers. Hasty apologies were uttered, as they continued on. When Kristina found the door she wanted, Room 442, she swiped the door lock with her card key. A resounding beep was heard, and the door clicked open.
Sliding inside the door, she closed it quickly, and was greeted by her fellow lab researchers.
"Kristina! You're just in time! Hurry!" A young man named Drake said.
Setting her supplies down on a nearby table, she joined the rest of her team. The room was dimly lit, most of the light being from a few computers placed in the corner.They all had their noses practically pressed up against a viewing window, which was about the size of the wall. On the other side of the glass, there was truly a sight to behold.
On the other side of the glass, there was a plastic mould, about a meter and a half long, and half a meter in width. It was contoured into a smooth shape, with soft, foam padding layered on top of it. An orange skin had been slid over the mould for today, to keep things as "real" as possible. A few personnel were placed along the walls of the room, just to make sure things wouldn't go bad.
Drake pushed a button placed on a pedestal, and began to talk, his voice amplified over the speakers.
"Ok. Everything seems to be in order. Commencing final stage of preparation. Apply the pheromones now."
An assistant stepped forward, and spread a clear fluid onto some plastic gloves. He took a deep breath, and began to spread it all over the mould. After he was done with the front, he moved to the back, and continued to distribute it. Smiling, Kristina knew that this would have a huge effect on the procedure. She watched him stop, hesitate for a moment, then spread it all across a small slit in the back of it. He spread one last, generous amount onto his hands, and slipped his hand inside of the slit, rubbing it all around inside. Afterwards, he stepped aside, removed his gloves, and gave a thumbs up.
"Ok, everyone ready?" Drake asked.
Everyone nodded their heads, and stepped further back from the mould, moving towards the walls of the room. They all slid on their protective goggles, and had their clipboards at the ready.
"Alright. Bring him in!" Drake commanded.
A pair of blast doors at the far end of the chamber slowly opened, revealing a fully mature, male Charizard. He casually took 5 steps inside, looking around with confusion. This sometimes happened, and could be easily fixed.
"Look's like he's going to need some help..." Drake said.
Three scientists stepped forward, and began to slowly walk towards the Pokemon. One of them had the same pheromones they had before, and applied it to his hand. As they approached the beast, he let out a low growl, making the scientists jump back in fear.
"Come on guys! Just do it!" Kristina yelled.
One of them decided he would bite the bullet. With a shaking arm, he held his hand close to the Charizard's snout. Out of curiosity, he took a sniff of his hand, and was met with a wonderful surprise.
Kristina watched with excitement as his member began to slide out of his hidden sheath. A noticeable expression was plastered over the male's face, as he licked the hand covered in the heavenly liquid. The assistant walked over to the mould, as the Charizard followed, not wanting the temporary high to end. Once he found the source of the smell, he practically sprinted the rest of the way to his "mate", his cock bouncing the whole way. It had now grown to it's full size, about 9 inches in length.
He ran up behind the dummy, stuck his snout into the slit, and licked around, basking in the glorious scent. Everyone was amused at his attempts to pleasure his partner, and after a while the Charizard finally stopped. With great anticipation, he hastily positioned his waist at the slit, and embraced the dummy in a sort of hug. His glazed eyes showed that he really didn't care if it was real or not, just as long as the artificial feeling of impregnating a female took place, if only for a while.
He placed his belly on the padding, and began to thrust wildly, trying to find the magic spot. After mounting and dismounting a few times, with no succession, Drake decided to intervene. He called for some more assistance to help him out, and a few more colleagues stepped up.
They cautiously approached him again, and when they got close enough they reached below him and grabbed his phallus. It was already slick with pre-cum, so they simply gave it a few pumps to get him even more aroused. The Charizard let out a low groan of pleasure, and began whimpering, begging for release. He placed his clawed stubs on the dummy again, and tried to slip inside. This time, the assisters grabbed his cock, and placed about an inch and a half inside, his thrusting hips doing the rest.
Once he discovered he found his mark, he gave a huge push inside, hilting it. He let out an enormous roar as his instincts took over, and he rested his chin on the soft padding. Trying to get a good foot old, he made long, powerful strokes into the slit, getting as much pleasure as possible.
Kristina thought back to the preparation involved in designing the fake female. It was took months to carve out the styrofoam model, using real pictures of female Pokemon as reference. After the perfect shape was found, more of a contoured spine shape, copies made out of hard plastic were formed in the same design. But inside the dummy is where the real magic happens...
It was fully loaded with a thick gel, that was further enhanced with heating pads placed at strategic spots. This included several placed under the member, a few on the sides, three on the top and, most importantly, at the front there was four placed in a bowl shape, enveloping the cock head in warmth. There were state of the art electro-massagers placed all around the passage, that emitted a rolling sensation, simulating the powerful muscles found in a females vaginal walls. The goal was to make it feel as real as possible for the Charizard, and many scientists insisted they had exceeded the real thing. Kristina could only imagine how nice that kind of treatment would feel for the male.
A loud roar snapped Kristina out of her day-dreaming session, and as she continued to study the Charizard, she could see his face was contorted in pure bliss, his long, reptilian tongue hanging lazily out of his jaw. His eyes were wide open, staring off into space. Tiny trails of smoke were escaping his nostrils, and he was starting to thrust a little faster. The glooping and glopping sounds escaping the slit meant the gel was doing it's job, fully simulating the silky, wet insides of a female.
Kristina noticed several male scientists had slight bulges in their trousers, obviously aroused watching the mating ritual. But they kept taking notes, adding things to their clipboards, like improvements for the design of the dummy. All of this was interrupted, however. The Charizard's hips were a blur as he pumped in and out of the gel, some of his pre-cum dripping out onto the floor. The dummy was now rocking back and forth in rhythm to his non-stop hilting, a nice design feature.
The Charizard's raspy breathing could be heard over the constant slick of the well lubricated cock penetrating the slit, and Kristina could tell he was about to cum any second now. He kept humping the "female", and with one last, ear shattering call, he emptied himself into the gel. Kristina watched with interest as thick strings of cum dripped out of the hole. It landed on the floor with an audible *Splat*, and glinted in the light's reflection. Meanwhile, the satisfied male remained inside, and licked and licked his "mate", probably saying thank you.
He finally pulled his tapered penis out of the slit, followed by a flood of blue gel, and white sperm. The Charizard stuck his snout back into the hole, and gave a final lick. Then, he finally collapsed from exhaustion, and went to sleep, while his shrinking member retreated back into he sheath. One of the scientists called Charizard back into his Pokeball, and took him back to the holding pen, where he would be treated to a well deserved dinner of hot Pokemeal, and a warm bed.
As Kristina watched the researchers clean up the rather sticky mess he left behind, she remembered it was her job to clean the mould, and return it to storage. She grabbed a trolley from a wall rack, and rolled it out through a pair of doors leading into the chamber. Once she reached the dummy, she unclipped it from it's anchors, and gently set it onto the pump cart. She wasn't exactly a fan of this job, but it had to be done. She rolled it down a couple of hallways to the cleaning room, which consisted of several tubs of water.
It was actually pretty simple. All she had to do was hook up the crane hoist to it, and lower it down into the water, where it would clean itself. And that's exactly what she did. Kristina activated the wash cycle, and watched as blue gel surfaced at the water line.
She left it to clean, and headed back to her office, where she would record her notes of the day.
Just another day at the office.Chapter End Notes:Hope you like it. Please rate accordingly
Smiling, she took a sip of her coffee, feeling very happy. There was nothing quite like a piping hot cup of coffee in the morning. Of course, once she entered the examination room, she would have to leave it behind, much to her dismay.
"Rules are rules though..." she thought to herself.
Brushing her short, amber hair out of her eyes, she looked at the clock mounted on the wall, and decided that she should start walking now. Grabbing her personal computer, palm pilot, and her folder of papers, she walked out of the staff room, and started down the hall. It was bustling with activity, with many other research scientists just like her. They all needed to get where they needed to be, all at once. The resulting effect was nothing short of a complete pandemonium.
Being careful not to bump into anyone, she weaved in between them all. She watched as a few people collided, spilling their papers. Hasty apologies were uttered, as they continued on. When Kristina found the door she wanted, Room 442, she swiped the door lock with her card key. A resounding beep was heard, and the door clicked open.
Sliding inside the door, she closed it quickly, and was greeted by her fellow lab researchers.
"Kristina! You're just in time! Hurry!" A young man named Drake said.
Setting her supplies down on a nearby table, she joined the rest of her team. The room was dimly lit, most of the light being from a few computers placed in the corner.They all had their noses practically pressed up against a viewing window, which was about the size of the wall. On the other side of the glass, there was truly a sight to behold.
On the other side of the glass, there was a plastic mould, about a meter and a half long, and half a meter in width. It was contoured into a smooth shape, with soft, foam padding layered on top of it. An orange skin had been slid over the mould for today, to keep things as "real" as possible. A few personnel were placed along the walls of the room, just to make sure things wouldn't go bad.
Drake pushed a button placed on a pedestal, and began to talk, his voice amplified over the speakers.
"Ok. Everything seems to be in order. Commencing final stage of preparation. Apply the pheromones now."
An assistant stepped forward, and spread a clear fluid onto some plastic gloves. He took a deep breath, and began to spread it all over the mould. After he was done with the front, he moved to the back, and continued to distribute it. Smiling, Kristina knew that this would have a huge effect on the procedure. She watched him stop, hesitate for a moment, then spread it all across a small slit in the back of it. He spread one last, generous amount onto his hands, and slipped his hand inside of the slit, rubbing it all around inside. Afterwards, he stepped aside, removed his gloves, and gave a thumbs up.
"Ok, everyone ready?" Drake asked.
Everyone nodded their heads, and stepped further back from the mould, moving towards the walls of the room. They all slid on their protective goggles, and had their clipboards at the ready.
"Alright. Bring him in!" Drake commanded.
A pair of blast doors at the far end of the chamber slowly opened, revealing a fully mature, male Charizard. He casually took 5 steps inside, looking around with confusion. This sometimes happened, and could be easily fixed.
"Look's like he's going to need some help..." Drake said.
Three scientists stepped forward, and began to slowly walk towards the Pokemon. One of them had the same pheromones they had before, and applied it to his hand. As they approached the beast, he let out a low growl, making the scientists jump back in fear.
"Come on guys! Just do it!" Kristina yelled.
One of them decided he would bite the bullet. With a shaking arm, he held his hand close to the Charizard's snout. Out of curiosity, he took a sniff of his hand, and was met with a wonderful surprise.
Kristina watched with excitement as his member began to slide out of his hidden sheath. A noticeable expression was plastered over the male's face, as he licked the hand covered in the heavenly liquid. The assistant walked over to the mould, as the Charizard followed, not wanting the temporary high to end. Once he found the source of the smell, he practically sprinted the rest of the way to his "mate", his cock bouncing the whole way. It had now grown to it's full size, about 9 inches in length.
He ran up behind the dummy, stuck his snout into the slit, and licked around, basking in the glorious scent. Everyone was amused at his attempts to pleasure his partner, and after a while the Charizard finally stopped. With great anticipation, he hastily positioned his waist at the slit, and embraced the dummy in a sort of hug. His glazed eyes showed that he really didn't care if it was real or not, just as long as the artificial feeling of impregnating a female took place, if only for a while.
He placed his belly on the padding, and began to thrust wildly, trying to find the magic spot. After mounting and dismounting a few times, with no succession, Drake decided to intervene. He called for some more assistance to help him out, and a few more colleagues stepped up.
They cautiously approached him again, and when they got close enough they reached below him and grabbed his phallus. It was already slick with pre-cum, so they simply gave it a few pumps to get him even more aroused. The Charizard let out a low groan of pleasure, and began whimpering, begging for release. He placed his clawed stubs on the dummy again, and tried to slip inside. This time, the assisters grabbed his cock, and placed about an inch and a half inside, his thrusting hips doing the rest.
Once he discovered he found his mark, he gave a huge push inside, hilting it. He let out an enormous roar as his instincts took over, and he rested his chin on the soft padding. Trying to get a good foot old, he made long, powerful strokes into the slit, getting as much pleasure as possible.
Kristina thought back to the preparation involved in designing the fake female. It was took months to carve out the styrofoam model, using real pictures of female Pokemon as reference. After the perfect shape was found, more of a contoured spine shape, copies made out of hard plastic were formed in the same design. But inside the dummy is where the real magic happens...
It was fully loaded with a thick gel, that was further enhanced with heating pads placed at strategic spots. This included several placed under the member, a few on the sides, three on the top and, most importantly, at the front there was four placed in a bowl shape, enveloping the cock head in warmth. There were state of the art electro-massagers placed all around the passage, that emitted a rolling sensation, simulating the powerful muscles found in a females vaginal walls. The goal was to make it feel as real as possible for the Charizard, and many scientists insisted they had exceeded the real thing. Kristina could only imagine how nice that kind of treatment would feel for the male.
A loud roar snapped Kristina out of her day-dreaming session, and as she continued to study the Charizard, she could see his face was contorted in pure bliss, his long, reptilian tongue hanging lazily out of his jaw. His eyes were wide open, staring off into space. Tiny trails of smoke were escaping his nostrils, and he was starting to thrust a little faster. The glooping and glopping sounds escaping the slit meant the gel was doing it's job, fully simulating the silky, wet insides of a female.
Kristina noticed several male scientists had slight bulges in their trousers, obviously aroused watching the mating ritual. But they kept taking notes, adding things to their clipboards, like improvements for the design of the dummy. All of this was interrupted, however. The Charizard's hips were a blur as he pumped in and out of the gel, some of his pre-cum dripping out onto the floor. The dummy was now rocking back and forth in rhythm to his non-stop hilting, a nice design feature.
The Charizard's raspy breathing could be heard over the constant slick of the well lubricated cock penetrating the slit, and Kristina could tell he was about to cum any second now. He kept humping the "female", and with one last, ear shattering call, he emptied himself into the gel. Kristina watched with interest as thick strings of cum dripped out of the hole. It landed on the floor with an audible *Splat*, and glinted in the light's reflection. Meanwhile, the satisfied male remained inside, and licked and licked his "mate", probably saying thank you.
He finally pulled his tapered penis out of the slit, followed by a flood of blue gel, and white sperm. The Charizard stuck his snout back into the hole, and gave a final lick. Then, he finally collapsed from exhaustion, and went to sleep, while his shrinking member retreated back into he sheath. One of the scientists called Charizard back into his Pokeball, and took him back to the holding pen, where he would be treated to a well deserved dinner of hot Pokemeal, and a warm bed.
As Kristina watched the researchers clean up the rather sticky mess he left behind, she remembered it was her job to clean the mould, and return it to storage. She grabbed a trolley from a wall rack, and rolled it out through a pair of doors leading into the chamber. Once she reached the dummy, she unclipped it from it's anchors, and gently set it onto the pump cart. She wasn't exactly a fan of this job, but it had to be done. She rolled it down a couple of hallways to the cleaning room, which consisted of several tubs of water.
It was actually pretty simple. All she had to do was hook up the crane hoist to it, and lower it down into the water, where it would clean itself. And that's exactly what she did. Kristina activated the wash cycle, and watched as blue gel surfaced at the water line.
She left it to clean, and headed back to her office, where she would record her notes of the day.
Just another day at the office.Chapter End Notes:Hope you like it. Please rate accordingly
Date:Sep 15 2013 Chapter:Chapter 1
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