>Be you
>Expeditioner
>Pretty new to it
>One would even say you're a budding one
>Kind of insecure about it
>So making a big discovery will make them change their tune
>Even though your clothes stick to your skin
>And your backpack feels like a block of lead
>You just keep trucking on
>Because you thought you heard the excavators closer to the coast murmur something about a Legendary Pokémon in carvings on the ruins
>Heck yes
>If you can grab even a photo of it
>Or find where it nests
>The fame and prestige will be all yours
>That's what you kept thinking to yourself before you conked out from the heat
>You awaken groggy and miserable, still drenched in sweat, but your head feels cold
>Everything is pretty dark
>Did you pass out and wake up at nightfall?
>Oh fuck all your rations probably got stolen
>You can't feel your backpack on your back
>You flail around grabbing around for it
>You stand up to get a better look around but you bonk your head on something
>The ceiling
>You yelp like the little wimp you are and rub your head till you realize
>You're in a cave
>Nearby is a pool of water, with light coming from within the spring
>Looking down at yourself, you're just in your tank top and briefs
>Something dragged you here and partially stripped you
>Oh Arceus this is so wrong
>You look around for the perverted Pokémon that must have done this to you in the darkness
>You take one step and you feel something crumple under your foot
>Looking down, it's a very wet leaf
>Maybe your kidnapper saved you by watering you with this leaf
>You cast your voice out into the dark, it bounces off the walls back to you
>Just then, a voice mews in response from above
>Coming down a sloped passage is a pink Pokémon with huge blue eyes
>Carrying a bunch of berries
>You've never been more happy to see a Pokémon you've never seen before
>You happily greet it, sitting down once it flies up to you
>It dumps the berries into your arms
>I guess it doesn't recognize the dried stuff in your bag as edible food
>That or it ate at all and this is its generous apology
>You try not to worry too much and dig in, peeling and eating the juicy, sweet berries
>The Pokémon hovers nearby, watching you intently
>You guess the little critter is really worried for you
>You reach out and pet its head, complimenting it for its kindness
>You swallow the rest of your meal, sitting back against a large boulder
>It continues staring at you
>Wondering if it wants you to stay hydrated, you lean over into the spring and make a big show of taking a drink
>It tastes incredible, wonderfully pure water
>You sit back up, wiping your mouth and fixing your hair
>It's still staring at you
>You're not creeped out, just confused as to what it wants you to do next
>Maybe get some proper bed rest?
>You look around for something to lie on, rubbing your head
>You rub your head harder as you start to feel hot
>Hot and woozy
>Worse than outside
>Worse than in the sun
>Your breathing hitches and you start to have to manually breathe in order to catch it
>You lay back against the boulder, a weird honey-like warmth spreading through your veins
>Your groin feels strange
>Your prick gets excited, beginning to strain against your underpants
>The Pokémon is still staring at you.
>You flush beet red, moving your hands to cover up the indecent sight
>But you just grab onto it instead
>Deliriously you palm and stroke yourself through the sweaty garment
>As the pink creature drifts closer and closer to you
>It sits its round bottom on top of your crotch, tickling your thighs with its tail to make you spread your legs apart
>It begins to waggle to and fro, rubbing your throbbing dick
>This is so weird
>You can't think straight
>You grab at the ground, weakly protesting
>The Pokémon looks into your eyes, suddenly those baby blues flash a hot pink
>Effortlessly you're struck with the move Attract
>Your hips buck up involuntarily, sliding your still clothed prick up the surface of its butt
>It purrs with excitement as you continue to mindlessly hump upwards, no longer even forming words of protest
>It grabs onto your tummy, leaning down and licking the sweat off your body
>Your hands slither around your waistband, fruitlessly trying to make any precision movements not involving your lower body
>The Pokémon mews in excitement, using its tail to tug at your underpants for you, and its feet to push them further
>Your cock springs free from your briefs
>And lands flat on the mewing creature's squishy butt
>You leak some kind of clear fluid and moan involuntarily upon contact
>It looks into your eyes again, its own gaze flashing once more
>You love this thing
>Your eyes are glued to its curvy little haunches as it jerks its waist up and down, rubbing its rear end on your bare dick
>You allow it to do as it pleases, panting and mewling as you're toyed with
>Suddenly it stops, floating into the air with its blank expression
>You really liked what it was doing, you groan with need
>It says nothing, simply turning around and floating away from you
>Like a beast possessed you lunge for it
>Your hands grab its little legs and spread them
>You're not too sure what happened after that, but now your dick is somewhere warm and snug
>The Pokémon mews beneath you, on all fours and shuddering with pleasure as you slam your hips into its rear over and over
>You loom over it, palms on the ground, shaking your hips like an animal
>You've never done anything that felt this good before
>You scoop it up, continuing to fuck it silly, crouching in the center of the den over your fucktoy
>It squeals and giggles as you vigorously screw it
>You don't even understand how all of your member keeps disappearing into its smaller body without much effort
>It just takes you in
>All the way
>Without protest
>Your own climax sneaks up on you
>One moment you're in bliss, the next you're in an even deeper bliss
>Your hips don't slow down, the pace just becomes more erratic
>You almost drop her at first but you quickly regain a hold of her
>Ropes of sticky fluid just uncoiling into her, spurting out of her with the force of your thrusts
>And then you just keep going
>You lie down on your side and hug around her tummy, screwing her sideways
>At some point your fingers wander into her mouth and she's sucking on them
>It feels strange but it seems to amuse her so you let her taste you
>Whatever your dinner did to you you don't recall feeling this next load coming either
>You just refill her pussy again with an animalistic grunt
>Even in this lust addled stupor you feel a bit overheated
>You stagger over to the spring, still balls deep in the Pokémon
>You dip into the water, sinking down to about the bottom of your ribs
>Feels so much nicer
>You bounce her on your cock, a joint movement of your arms and hips, her head staying over the water by good fortune
>You're insensate with lust, and she's drooling on your chest
>Blue eyes staring up adoringly
>You stand up in the water to learn forward and smooch that cute face
>Without having to pause in pounding her of course
>She sticks her tongue in your mouth, tasting yours
>You reciprocate on instinct, wet impacts and muffled moans filling the cavern
>Before you know it you've given her another refill, this time you have to slow down for it
>You press her down hard onto you, making sure every drop gets pumped up into her
>You sit down at the ledge of the spring, legs still dangling in the water
>It stares at you, tilting its head
>Maybe it's wondering if you're done
>Its paws reach out for your hands
>And it decides to use Helping Hand
>Its tight insides clench tight as it begins to bounce on your dick of its own accord
>You groan and shudder as your sensitive mast is relentlessly tugged on by her convulsing walls
>Without being all that conscious of time passing, you feel your balls tense and squeeze in a familiar way a couple more times
>Your eyes open and shut
>You spend what feels like hours hearing and seeing nothing but this creature of lust's determined, ceaseless ministrations
>Sometimes you open your eyes and you're in a completely different part of the cave, humping its backside
>Sometimes it's crouched on your stomach, bobbing its head on your cock and licking it clean
>Sometimes you wake up and it's pouring water into your mouth for you to drink
>But eventually the darkness lasts for much longer
>You wake up
>You sit up quickly, you smell a little rank from all the sweat and you shake your head
>The Pokémon is nowhere to be seen
>You stand up and wash yourself in the spring, though you don't feel all that clean considering what you did in here just a while ago
>You return to your belongings, it's hard to walk straight, your legs and waist feel sore and tired
>Laying neatly next to your clothes and bag is an Egg.
>H-Huh
>You're not seeing things
>It's an Egg.
>You scoop up what you surmise is your offspring with trembling, careful hands
>You clothe yourself again, and run, fearing that you may only know these four dark walls and bright blue spring for the rest of your days if you stayed
>That fear brings you through the dark jungle
>Down the steep dunes
>Sprinting
>Panting
>The outpost town's lamps in sight
>You sprint past the gate
>Pasted to the pillar is a picture of you
>You double-take and look back at it
>MISSING: ANON
>THREE WEEKS
>CALL EXPEDITION RESCUE TEAM LEAD
>[NUMBER]
>Oh
>You continue on, Egg in tow
>The next day the Professors and the Police question you
>On where you've been these past few weeks
>And if anyone had taken you prisoner
>Or if your Pokémon were lost in the jungle
>You say no to all these questions (that last one made you frantically count the Pokéballs in your bag though)
>They try to take the Egg from you for testing
>You react very poorly, hugging onto it and protesting your separation from it
>They take this to mean you're a little traumatized from being lost for so long
>And don't want anyone taking what you worked so hard for away
>They agree to let you into the lab to watch the tests
>It never leaves your sight
>The researchers marvel in some small awe as they scan the Egg with their machines
>Apparently it matches a sample they already have in their database
>They remark that this Egg must surely be the offspring of a mythical Pokémon dwelling on the island
>It's called Mew apparently
>You're asked where you found its Egg
>You insist you couldn't recall
>You really couldn't
>But
>You don't think you'll be going home for a little while
>After all, everyone thinks you're a hotshot expeditioner now.