Random /spt/ stuff

>there's a couple metal bands playing tonight
>you go
>you take your obstagoon, genny, with you
>you've had her since she was a zigagoon
>the two of you are a badass team
>you tried the trainer life
>didn't agree with you
>just wanted to shred on your guitar
>not world famous but you got your own garage band that pulls in a few bucks when they play
>you forget all that as you and genny move into the packed crowd
>there's a couple bouncers with high level pokemon to keep the mob in line
>but nobody is here to cause trouble outside of the mosh pit
>both mons and humans are here to rock out
>you and your mon get into the swing of things as the bands begin to play
>the guitar wails and pounding drums temporarily deafen you
>the two of you throw yourself into the mosh pit
>plenty of humans and mons already there
>an elbow to the gut finally lays you low
>genny drags you clear
>you catch your breath and laugh
>you give genny a quick peck on the cheek to show your appreciation
>the show goes on
>a few hours later both of you are stumbling back to your place
>you lean heavily on genny but she takes your weight happily
>finally you lurch back into your apartment
>you flop onto your couch
>"what a night, huh genny?"
>in reply your obstagoon straddles you
>"obstaaaa"
>she pants out
>even in the dark you can see the red of her half-lidded eyes
>she grabs one of your hands and guides it to her crotch
>shes way damp
>genny leans down and plants a long, salacious lick on your face
>her tongue dragging over your lips
>she begins fumbling with your belt with her free hand
>you help her
>your cock springs free
>she stops humping your hand to line herself up with it
>"goooooon" she moans out
>you place your hands on her hips
>"lets make some music, babe"
>you thrust up into her waiting cave

>You're the village protector
>The only thing standing between its people and a horde of wild Pokemon
>One of them somehow snuck into the village, and you've had to chase it away
>Now you're standing over the culprit with your sword in your hand as they cower on the ground beneath you
>A lanky, vulpine creature, with black fur and a long, blood-red mane tied near the end with a blue jewel of some sort
>The right side of its face is covered in a deep, bleeding gash caused by your blade
>It just stares up at you, terrified
>You don't feel good about this, but Pokemon are too dangerous
>Your good nature gets the better of you, however
>You tell the creature to leave and never return, and it flees into the forest
>Hopefully you've given it enough of a scare that you won't see it again
>You return home to rest, but find the house silent
>You call for your wife, but she doesn't answer
>Searching around the house turns up nothing
>Was she in town when the Pokemon...
>As you run for the door, it opens
>Your wife is clutching the side of her face, her hand and clothes covered in blood
>"I went into town to pick some things, and there was some kind of commotion, and I fell..."
>Why didn't she see the healer? Why did she come straight here?
>"I'll be fine... just need to bandage it."
>You pull her hand away to assess the damage
>The right side of her face is covered in a deep, bleeding gash
>You sigh as you lead her into the bathroom to tend to her wound yourself
>You've had a lot of practice, both on your own injuries from fighting Pokemon, as well as on her
>The woman just refuses to go to the doctor for some reason

>I get on the bus with Gardevoir close behind
>Thankfully there's a pair of empty seats so that we can sit together
>Gardevoir is anxious
>As always
>She tries not to look around at all the other people and Pokemon around us
>She's always been scared of crowds, but her even greater fear of being alone means she always accompanies me out of the house, even for the smallest errands
>She's practically staring a hole through the floor as she tries to avoid eye contact with others
>I look out the window as I think about holding hands with Gardevoir
>... no, as I think about the things I need to do today
>I have to hold Gardevoir's hand at the-
>I have to STOP at the post office, I need to swing by work to pick up Gardevoir's hand
>Quit it
>I've got to pick up my jacket that I left, I need to hold Garde-
>Get out of my head
>I need to stop by the ATM to get some cash, Gardevoir's hand is lonely, I need to hold it, I need to intertwine my fingers with hers and do that thing she likes where I rub the back of her hand with my thumb, I need to hold hands with her while we walk, I need to hold her hand please hold Gardevoir's hand-
>I sigh and slide my hand into hers
>She squeezes it and makes a happy little noise
>Her therapist says I need to stop giving in, that I'm just rewarding her negative emotions, but it just seems like such an easy thing to do to make her feel so much better...
>We're waiting in line at the bank
>The ATM wouldn't work because my card has been locked
>Apparently spending 500 bucks to roll for gacha is "suspicious activity"
>The line ahead is long, and the line behind is even longer
>Gardevoir is glued to my side
>This is practically a nightmare scenario for her, and her hand is going tragically unheld
>We've been holding hands for over an hour, so I've had to take a short break just to let my hot, sweaty palm cool off
>As I stare blankly ahead, wondering if I should just cut my losses and call from home instead, my hand reaches over to grab Gardevoir's
>I didn't do that
>I reflexively react to one of my limbs moving on it's own by yanking it away, tearing my hand from Garde's grip
>She looks heartbroken and betrayed for a split second, but she quickly realizes what just happened and what she's done
>"K-kirrr..."
>She starts shaking and breathing heavily
>Oh shit, I think she's about to have a panic attack
>I gently reassure her as I lead her out of line and towards somewhere more private
>I try to avoid saying "sorry" or apologizing though, because she really shouldn't be taking control of my limbs
>We're soon sitting together on the floor of a unisex bathroom, holding each other as she calms down
>I can feel the chaotic mix of emotions swirling through her
>A lot of guilt, anxiety, and sadness, but also a slight glimmer of joy
>I haven't held her like this since she was a Kirlia
>Which was only, like, a couple of weeks ago, but I still feel guilty
>I hug her tightly, and tell her that we've done enough for today and can go home
>I'm not exactly looking forward to dealing with the customer service phone line, but at least I can cuddle with Gardevoir while on hold

>An archeologist is doing a private excavation of a small cave and the surrounding area
>It seems to be where an ancient human once lived alone with a Pokemon
>In a small alcove in the back of the cave, he finds the nook where they used to sleep
>There are carvings and paintings everywhere all around it
>A lot of the usual stuff, herds of Pokemon, depictions of hunting, stuff like that
>One painting in particular confirms what the archeologist expected
>It's a primitive depiction of a human man having penetrative intercourse with a Pokemon
>The distinctive shape of the head indicates it's most likely an Espeon
>The archeologist's own Espeon is particularly taken by the image
>As he prepares to pack up for the day, the Espeon tugs at his pants
>Thanks to her psychic abilities, he already understands what it is she wants
>She wants to have sex in the bed where the ancient human and Espeon did tens of thousands of years ago

>A man has an unnatural relation with a Pokemon, and prays at the temple of Aus for forgiveness
>"You will take responsibility for your selfishness by marrying this Pokemon."
>Another man killed more Pokemon than necessary to feed and protect his family
>"You will replenish the Pokemon you've slaughtered. Go to the forest for one hundred days and nights, and breed with the Pokemon there."
>Yet another man came to the temple seeking forgiveness for cheating on his wife
>"You have hurt this irrevocably hurt this woman. Your marriage is ended, and your new wife will be a Pokemon, and human women will no longer excite you. If you are unfaithful again with another Pokemon, that Pokemon must become your wife as well."
>A lost man enters the temple seeking shelter from a storm
>"You do not confess your sin, but I can smell it on you. You masturbate excessively. From this moment on, you will only feel pleasure with Pokemon."
>A man arrives at the temple to make a routine delivery of supplies
>"You may lay freely with the Pokemon living on these a sacred grounds"
>Said Aus, offering no reason or justification
>Soon after, the Priests and Priestess of the Temple decided that it would probably be best to no longer allow men to commune directly with Aus

>On a pilgrimage to offer prayer to all of the legendary Pokemon of Hisui connected to the true creator, Arceus
>Make your way to Lake Verity where Mesprit lives
>It gives you a trial of Emotion, which you are able to pass
>On the road to the next village, you happen across a wild Pokemon
>Normally you would fear or respect such a creature, but this one seems oddly...
>Attractive
>After doing something you'll likely need to ask forgiveness from the Gods for, you resume your journey
>The villagers offer their hospitality, and you stay with them for a few days
>A young woman living there is quite friendly, and even a little flirtatious
>But you're not interested
>You join her to help finish some chores, and she introduces you to her Pokemon companion
>It's... beautiful
>After sneaking off with it to do something regrettable, you decide it would be best to move on
>You're conflicted as you follow the road away from the village
>Why are you suddenly lusting after Pokemon? Why did you not feel attracted to the woman?
>You stop in your tracks
>Mesprit
>During your Trial, Mesprit changed your heart
>She made you a Pokephile
>You return to Lake Verity
>Conflicted
>Being attracted to Pokemon may very well be
>... inconvenient... but is Mesprit not a divine being?
>Is it wrong to question her actions?
>Would asking her to undo what she has done not be some kind of heresy?
>Mesprit seems to be waiting for you when you return to the cave at the center of the lake
>"I felt something within you when I touched your heart. I have awoken what was already there, nothing more."
>You can't help but feel upset, as if you are being accused, but you hold your tongue
>Not that it helps against a creature that can peer into your heart
>"You refuse to accept this. You think that I have cursed you with some unwanted perversion."
>You try to apologize, but she interrupts
>"I will give you an opportunity to prove to me that you are not a Pokemon-lover. For a time, I will strip away your conscious mind, your upper levels of thought, the rules and limits etched into you by human society, leaving nothing but your most base, truest feelings. And I will make love to you. If you are not a Pokemon-lover, then holding your seed will be trivial. If you cannot hold your seed, then you must stay here and become my husband."

>You stare out at the sky through your bedroom window
>No clouds, no sun or moon, no stars, just an expanse of blackness with strange colored shapes radiating out from Mount Coronet
>You can feel it in the air
>The end is near
>Gardevoir is by your side, watching the sky with you
>She hugs your arm close to her body, and her psychic connection with you means that you can feel that she's as afraid as you
>You want to say something to comfort her, but there's nothing to say
>Gardevoir reaches up to tenderly stroke your cheek
>Then, she pushes you to lay back on the bed and slides on top of you
"Gardevoir? What are you-"
>She silences you with a kiss
>You reach up to push away, but your hands just settle on her hips
>You've cherished every moment you've had with her up until now
>The world is coming to an end
>It doesn't matter what anyone thinks anymore
>You're going to spend your last moments together expressing your love for one another
>"-and they say it was just some kid who done 'em in. Crazy, right?"
"Y-yeah, crazy..."
>You and Gardevoir are standing in the mart, trying to act natural
>Like you didn't just fuck like wild animals last night
>Turns out the world didn't end
>You glance around at the other people
>Some animatedly talking among themselves about what happened yesterday
>But there are others here with their Pokemon who also look a bit awkward
>You and a woman standing with a Houndoom make eye contact briefly, and she quickly glances away
>You feel like you and Gardevoir aren't the only ones who had the same idea

[WIP?]
>time to set out on your own pokemon adventure
>no professor in your small town
>local pokecenter doesn't have any mons available for adoption
>pops give you the pokemon that was his own starter
>she's been adventuring and battling since before you were born
>fully evolved with good battle stats
>basically acted as your nanny for the first couple years of your life
>even speaks a few words
>set out on the road with her
>she's a wealth of information
>providing lots of tips and advice
>you quickly fill find the perfect selection of pokemon to fit your battle style
>she takes an advisory back seat
>still travels with you outside her pokeball
>haven't used it since you started
>things are going smoothly
>but she is getting a bit...weird
>always insists on sharing your sleeping bag
>always joining you to bath
>helping you wash down
>her paws linger on certain spots of your body
>getting clingy
>catch her huffing your underwear when she does the laundry
>"love master's scent" she says with a laugh
>one night she gets really close
>her mouth by your ear
>"love master"
>she breaths
>"want master's love"
>you feel her paw traveling down your body

>Scrolling through PokeTok
>Lots of videos of people playing or battling with their Pokemon
>A new video starts, the camera is pointing at a wall
>"So I woke up from my nap and my pants were unbuttoned and my weiner was sticky and wet."
>He pans the camera down to a woman sitting at the end of a couch
>"Was it you?"
>She looks into the camera and shakes her head
>He pans over to a Houndoom
>"What about you, did you do it?"
>It tilts its head curiously
>The camera pans over to an Aipom eating a pomeg berry
>"What about you, did you do it?"
>It tries to grab the camera, but the cameraman pulls out of reach
>"W-what about-"
>The cameraman stifles a laugh as he pans down to an Eevee sitting on the floor
>"What about you? Did you do it?"
>The fur on the Eevee's face is matted and dirty, with streaks of dried semen smeared everywhere from a failed attempt to clean itself
>It looks embarrassed and guilty, refusing to look up into the camera
>The woman giggles off screen
>The man pans the camera over to a Slowpoke laying in a little pet bed
>"How about you?"
>Slowpoke just stares blankly into the distance as the woman keeps giggling
>"... you can see the infernal lust for human men burning in her eyes."
>He slowly zooms into the Slowpoke's vacant state as the off screen woman bursts out into laughter
>You swipe to the next video to watch some guy shill EV-boosting supplements he makes himself

>You run through the trees in the dead of night with Sylveon in your arms
>She's hurt bad, and you're a long way away from a Pokemon center
>Her ball is somewhere on the ground a few hundred yards away, so you've got to carry her
>The sounds of the pursuing wild Pokemon have died down, so you find a small grotto hidden by trees and bushes to hide in and gingerly set her on the ground
>You give her paw a reassuring squeeze and open up your pack to check your items
>...
>One full heal, two Paralysis Heals, and an Ether
>No health-restoring items
>You're such a bad trainer
>Taking her face into your hands, you pet her as she weakly smiles
"Sylveon, I want you to use Draining Kiss on me."
>Her eyes widen, and she stutters
"If you don't heal soon, you might end up seriously hurt."
>She leans in, pressing her lips to yours
>You don't think that kissing on the mouth is strictly necessary for this move...
>Or the tongue, for that matter
>So much tongue
>You begin to sink to the ground as she drains your strength to recover her own
>She breaks the kiss, and you fall into the grass
>She looks much better than she did a second ago, but she still clearly needs rest
>As do you, now
>She lays beside you, nuzzling you affectionately and appreciatively, and you wrap your arms around her as you prepare to cuddle until the morning

>Be trainer, hiking through the woods towards the next town
>You're vigilant, eyes always peeled for your next team member
>You've almost always got a PokeBall at the ready, for when-
>D-
>GU-
>SH-
>SHINY EEVEE
>A white eevee jumps out of the bushes into the path in front of you, and you immediately fumble your PokeBall, dropping it into the mud
>Eevee wags its tail and cries playfully, running in a small circle in front of you before leaping back through the underbrush
>Scrambling to pick up ball, you dash through the bushes to find Eevee sitting and waiting
>It runs further into the woods, and you chase it
>Whenever you fall behind, it always stops to watch you catch up before it continues running deeper into the woods
>After running through the trees for a while, it arrives in a small clearing full of dozens of other Eevees
>You don't think you've ever seen this many in one place
>The shiny approaches an Espeon and Leafeon, who both nuzzle it affectionately
>You think they are its parents, but you quickly notice that they're both female
>... lesbeons?
>Espeon's pupils glow as she locks eyes with you, and you freeze up
>She steps away from the clearing, and your body moves to follow on its own
>Your heart is pounding
>What is happening?
>You're lead to a small nest, which you crawl into and lay on your back
>Espeon lays down next to you as Leafeon lays on your chest
>Your clothes are pulled away from your body, and the pink Pokemon drags her tongue along the side of your neck while Leafeon gently rubs her crotch up and down the length of your penis
>It only takes a few moments to become hard, and your dick is engulfed in plantdog pussy
>Espeon maintains her psychic hold on you, peppering you with licks and kisses while Leafeon rides your cock
>You cum inside of her quickly, and Leafeon lifts herself off of you
>Your semen tries to drip out of her, but it's immediately stuffed back inside by Espeon's power
>The two Pokemon switch places
>Espeon mounts your torso while Leafeon lovingly encourages you
>There's a flash from Espeon's eyes and your wilting cock immediately becomes painfully turgid
>She skewers herself on you, riding you energetically without giving you a chance to rest
>The loud plapping of flesh against flesh fills the forest as she milks you with her vagina
>She bottoms out the exact moment you cum
>Your tip is kissing her cervix as you pump semen into her body
>She stands up, pulling your cock out of her in a single movement
>You're redressed and stumble out into the clearing full of Eevees
>Espeon's mind connects to yours, and you start walking
>Walking back through the woods, to where you came from
>As soon as you're back on the trail, the mind control ends
>The path back to the clearing disappears from your memories
>You have no idea how to get back
>You collapse onto your knees in the dirt as the weight of what has just happened to you hits you all at once
>You...
>You just....
>... failed a shiny Eevee...

>In the past, when the boundary between humans and Pokemon was blurred, a man worked in his field alone
>He found that his yield was poor, and hid and waited to see who was taking his crops
>As the sun fell low in the sky, a small group of Sentret emerged from the nearby forest and entered the man's field
>He rushed towards them, shouting and waving his arms until they all fled
>Satisfied that he had chased them off, he went to bed only to find in the morning that they had returned while he slept and ate from his field
>He waited again, they returned again, and he chased them again, but waited in the field for them to return
>But he eventually succumbed to exhaustion, and when he awoke in his field he found that they returned while he slept again
>After waiting to chase them again, he decided to follow them back to their home
>He followed the Sentret deep into the forest, where he found a Furret's nest
>"The Sentret are my children. I send them to your field to eat every day."
>The man asked her to keep them away from his field, and the Furret considered this
>"It can be lonely here with only my children. If you spend the night with me, I will send them somewhere else to eat."
>And so the man did, and he would return to the Furret every evening until he had harvested all of his crops, and true to its word, the Sentret were not sent to his field again
>After the winter came and went, and the seasons passed, on the first day of the harvest season, many Sentrets swarmed his field and his home
>They would not be chased off, despite the man's shouting and threatening
>The Furret came as well, and the man demanded to know why it had sent its children to his field again
>"These Sentret are your children as well. Is it not your responsibility as a father to feed them?"
>And so it is that one will always come to regret a bargain made with a Pokemon

>You're showing your friend around the cabin that you've rented for your vacation
>As you enter, you hear the familiar sound of rummaging through your cupboards
>You rush into the kitchen
>A pack of Sneasels and Weaviles have wrecked the place, again
>You shout and chase them away
>They rush out into the back yard, hopping the fence to flee into the forest
>One of the female Sneasels stops on top of the fence and turns to look you straight in the eye
>She winks and sticks her tongue out before disappearing into the night
>You groan and turn to your friend
"They keep showing up here and-"
>"That Sneasel fucks human men."
>The surprise practically strangles whatever words were about to come right out of you
"I-I... what? Excuse me!?"
>"I've seen my fair share of Pokemon that fuck human men in my time as a nurse, but that Sneasel fucks human men more than any Pokemon that fucks human men that I've ever seen."
"... what?"
>"Have you fucked that Sneasel?"
"No!"
>They click their tongue and sigh
>"That's got to take a lot of self-control to leave a solitary defenseless human man unfucked for a Sneasel like her. How long have you been here?"
"Three days."
>"Word of advice, buddy. I don't know if you've ever had sex with a Pokemon before, but Pokemon that fuck human men fuck human men totally different than Pokemon that don't. If you haven't, you might want to ease into things a bit. Consider having sex with, like, a Furret, or an Eeveelution or something. Although, be warned, statistically, Eeveelutions fuck human men."
"... what?"

>Be Me, Paldian trainer
>Have the brain damage to be into cutemons
>Fine Tandemaus
>Train Tandemaus
>Get along well with Tandemaus
>Get along "too well" with Tandemaus
>One day open up their Pokeball for lunchtime
>Theres two little ones now
>Dafuq. Okay...
>Try to continue campaign as normal while the big Mice parent and take care of the little ones
>One day stop at Los Platos for a sandwich break
>As I'm making food for everyone feel something tug at my pants
>It's the Maushold, one big Maus at a leg
>Before they "evolved" this was our little callsign that they were horny and needed some fingering
>Mistake this as them just being hungry since I thought they were a family unit and would've grown out of that by now
>Politely tell them to wait...
>Finished a meal I lay back against the table
>Feel tug again
>It's the Maus, the little ones are behind them
>Still confused and wondering if I'm misreading signals again. Just end up saying, "Yes?.."
>Immediately the big ones jump up to and sit on my thighs
>Barraged with low squeaks and clawing at my fly, and little lick-kisses
>Panic a bit because they've never been this fucking needy
>Their sheer Pokemon strength pops open my fly with a simple tug from both. One pulls my pants down while the other goes for the cheese underneath
>As this is all happening I can see the little ones sitting on the table, intensely watching it all unfold...
>Feel weird, not in a good way
>Try to follow the script
>Grab the big ones by the asses and tickle their little clits
>See the little ones lean in in the corner of my eye
>Feel weird
>Try to focus on the big ones licking and sucking me off
>Still see the little ones in my peripheral
>Feel weird
>Get soft
>Main Tandes get visibly annoyied
>Realize this is salvageable and call em' off
>Take out Pokeball
>As the main two are squeaking mad I prepare to put them back into their ball
>Turn to see the little ones out of curiosity
>They're just staring at me, frozen
>Internally freak out, not even horny anymore
>Put them all back in the ball
>Pull up pants
>Contemplate
Did I fuck up? I know this is Pokefucker central and having two Mons on your dick is probably enviably scenario but having those kids/clones watching just made things feel off. Like I'm in some weird incest family. I feel like I didn't want them to get the wrong idea. I dunno...

>Be streamer
>You're no Iono or whatever, but you've got a pretty good audience
>Before you go live you're clicking through settings in your broadcasting software, when Furret pushes her way through your cracked door and jumps up into your lap
"Hey girl~"
>You scratch behind her ears as she nuzzles you affectionately
>She presses her lips to yours and slips her tongue into your mouth, and you return the kiss
>After breaking it, you gently chastise her
"Babe, I'm going live in like five minutes, we don't have time for fun."
>Her naughty expression betrays her intent to have fun anyway
>Her flexible snake-like body lets her easily escape your attempts to remove her from your lap while peppering you with little licks and kisses
"Okay, fine, we've just gotta be quick."
>She chirps happily as you reach over to check your desk drawer
>No condoms
>You roll your eyes
"Where did you hide them?"
>She grins mischievously as she grinds against your hardening dick through your pants
"We can't keep having eggs, babe, the nursery is starting to think that you're a slut."
>The grinding continues
>She's going to leave a noticeable wet spot on your pants if this keeps up
"Alright, fine, but this is the last time we do it raw, okay?"
>She doesn't respond, because she fully intends to keep doing it raw
>The chances of a human/Pokemon pregnancy are low anyway, she can have an occasional creampie as a treat
>You pop the button on the front of your pants, unzip, and pull down the front of your underwear, giving her pussy full access to your dick
>She continues to grind for a few moments until you're hard and she's wet, and then she arcs her back to lift her pelvis, kissing the tip of your penis and engulfing it all the way to the base in one fluid motion
>She thrusts her hips energetically, vigorously plapping against you as your dick is rapidly driven back and forth within her
>The chair squeaks and creaks against her intense humping
>You start out petting, scratching, and kissing her, but you're quickly reduced to holding her as you groan, whimper, and whine every time her flesh slaps against yours
>She cries out, her pussy tightening and loosening in a rhythmic pattern as she cums, but the jackhammering doesn't stop
>Even as you're forced past your own limit and cum inside her, she keeps going, dragging your orgasm out to an almost agonizing length
>She practically collapses into you, as both of you gasp for air
>She takes advantage of your open mouth for another kiss
>You simply hold each other for a time, lips locked and tongues dancing
>After your post-coital cuddle session, you glance at the clock and see that you're a minute late for your stream
"I've gotta go online now~"
>She climbs up onto your shoulders and wraps around the back of your head, like a living neck pillow
"Babe, you're going to leak on me. Go get cleaned up, and I'll get the stream started, then you can come back. Chat always loses their shit when you show up, it'll be fun."
>She hops down and calmly walks out of the room
>You pretend to focus on the computer as you wait for it
>The rapid pitter-patter of her paws as she runs back into the room, jumps up on you, and gives you another kiss
>She chitters to herself as she runs a tight circle around your chair, before running back out
>You shake your head and chuckle to yourself
>Clicking open your web browser to the stream, you're surprised to see the prestream chat moving so quickly
>And how many viewers you have
>Your stomach drops as you catch the words scrolling by and realize what's going on
>You just streamed yourself fucking a Pokemon to over twenty-five hundred people

>I groan in annoyance as I realize that my keys aren't in my pocket
>Gardevoir quietly coos as her pupils briefly flash with psychic energy
>She's offering to let me into her mind so that I can see her memory of where the keys are
>I take her up on the offer, her eyes glow, and her mind connects with mine
>Our thoughts are now one
>Hugging Gardevoir
>Kissing Gardevoir
>Holding hands with Gardevoir
>Kissing Gardevoir with tongue
>Making love to Gardevoir face-to-face
>Making love to Gardevoir from behind
>Making love to Gardevoir in the shower
>Impregnating Gardevoir
>Marrying Gardevoir
>Having careful pregnant sex with Gardevoir
>Holding Gardevoir's hand while she lays our egg
>Impregnating Gardevoir again as soon as she's recovered
>Hatching the egg and starting a family with Gardevoir
>Helping Gardevoir take care of Ralts as her belly gets bigger
>Having lots of careful pregnant sex with Gardevoir
>Holding Gardevoir's hand as she lays our second egg
>Impregnating Gardevoir again as soon as she's recovered
>Keeping Gardevoir pregnant at all times
>Being happy with Gardevoir
>Living the rest of my life with Gardevoir
>Raising dozens of Ralts with Gardevoir
>The kitchen counter
>Of course, I remember now
>I left the keys sitting on the kitchen counter
>I thank Gardevoir for her help, and she bows graciously

>You're a junior researcher, and you've joined a field research expedition to study Mew
>Nobody is actually expecting to see it directly, though, and the senior researcher explains why
>"Mew is a powerful psychic Pokemon, and it can sense the intentions of everyone that enters its territory. It knows where we are at all times, and it knows that we're looking for it. It probably hid somewhere where we're never going to find it hours ago."
>As everyone packs up their gear, you nudge your colleague/friend
>"I know what MY intentions for Mew are. I'm going to FUCK that cat. I'm going to wrap it around my dick and pump it so full of cum its not going to be able to fly."
>She rolls her eyes
>"Mew's probably on the other side of the planet now thanks to you."
>You chuckle as you throw your bag over your shoulder and step through the brush to start looking for its trail
>...
>It hasn't even been half an hour
>You're holding Mew in your hands, and it's looking up at you with those big, adorable eyes
>Its head tilts curiously
>"Mew?"

>Be Lucas, Pokemon trainer from the future, sent back in time to Hisui by Arceus to complete the Pokedex
>You and your friend and fellow Galaxy Team Survey Corps member Akari are hiding in some tall grass together while waiting for a Time-Space Distortion to open up above you
>She stares up at the vortex of light and dark in the sky as the rift is beginning to open
>"Have you ever tried going back through one of the distortions?"
>You shake your head
"I don't think they work that way. Everything that comes through these distortions disappears when they close, and nothing else does. Even if they did, I'd have no way of know when or where I'd end up."
>Akari smiles, reaching over to put her hand over yours
>"Well, even if you can't find a way back, you've always got a home here with us!"
>She squeezes your hand, and you smile
>The air around you roars as space and time twists
>Pokemon and objects begin to pop into existence around you
>You toss an ultra ball at a nearby Porygon as Akari catches an Eevee
>You take aim at a Lucario
>...
>You lower the ball as you stand up from the grass, startling Akari
>"H-hey! Get down before it sees-"
"Lucario?"
>The Lucario whips its head towards your voice
>And tears well up in its eyes
>She runs into your arms, holding you tight as she whimpers and whines in joy
>You hug her tight as your own eyes begin to water
>Akari is confused
>"What's going on?"
>You swallow the lumps in your throat so that you can speak
"This is my Lucario! From before I came to-"
>You're silenced by a kiss
>Lucario locks lips with you, filling your mouth with her large, flat tongue
>You grab her arms, but she holds crushingly tight as she probes every last millimeter of the inside of your mouth
>Akari's jaw drops, and she recoils in surprise
>"L-lucas!?"
>You finally manage to break the kiss
"S-she's just really happy to see me! H-haha..."
>Lucario stays glued to you as you pet her
"How the hell did you find me!? You weren't just jumping into random tears in spacetime, were you?"
>She just cuddles against you, holding back her tears of joy as her tail wags so hard and fast that you're afraid it's going to snap off
"Lucario, when this distortion closes, you're going to go back to your own time..."
>She looks terrified
>Bending down she quickly picks up the Ultra Ball you'd dropped at some point and holds it out to you
"There are people and Pokemon back there who are going to miss you..."
>She doesn't budge
>A tear rolls down her cheek as she keeps holding the ball out to you
"... okay."
>You take the ball from her paws and open it, and she immediately disappears into it
>It closes without shaking once, and the little firework goes off to let you know that you've caught a new Pokemon
>Akari stares at the ball, confused and conflicted
>She forces an awkward smile
>"So, um... you and her look like pretty good friends...?"
>Before you can say anything, an Alpha Steelix materializes right next to you and lets out a deafening roar
"We should probably talk about this later!"
>"Y-yeah!"

>You die, and you find yourself standing before Arceus
>It shows you a numerical, statistical breakdown of your entire life up until your death
>The items on the list start getting weird
>"Number of orgasms achieved with a Pokemon: 0"
>"Number of orgasms given to a Pokemon: 0"
>"Number of lovers (Pokemon): 0"
>"Number of offspring fathered with a Pokemon: 0"
>And so on
>All of the Pokemon sex related items linger in the air as Arceus stares
>"... is that bad?"
>"It is less than ideal. If I return thee from whence thou came, wilt these numbers improve?"
>"... improve? Uh... sure?"
>And you suddenly wake up in the back of an ambulance

>Your Emboar collapses to the ground, finally exhausting himself.
>You stare at him for a few seconds in shock before letting out a defeated sigh and returning him to his pokeball.
>”So, was that your best?”
>Looking up at the large white draconian shebeast of a legendary, you can only nod in response.
>”A shame. I was hoping for more from Unova’s champion.”
>Reshiram idly scratches her chin, staring down at you, before an almost playful smile forms on her face.
>”How about this, champion? While you may have lost this battle, I am by no means dissatisfied with your attempt. So, I will permit you to try again. Go, get stronger, and then return to me when you believe yourself worthy to be called my trainer.”
>The pit in your stomach lightens.
>Hell yeah!
>Pointing to Reshiram, you declare that you’ll make her yours soon enough.
>The legendary lets out a light chuckle in response.
>”I look forward to your next attempt.”
>...
>...
>You blankly stare down at your Emboar.
>He’s collapsed from exhaustion again.
>This now marks your eighth failed attempt at defeating Reshiram.
>Just like your best bud’s body, your patience has reached its limit.
>You return your pokemon back to his pokeball before looking up at a slightly disappointed Reshiram and telling her that you give up.
>”Huh?”
>You repeat that you’re giving up.
>This constant back and forth has been nothing but a drain on your cash, mental and physical health, and even your pokemons’ attitudes.
>You had no idea a Scolipede could get so angry.
>”Oh…I…”
>Reshiram seems at a loss for words.
>You quickly thank her for the experience of fighting a legendary before turning around to leave, but are quickly stopped by said legendary.
>”Wait!”
>You turn back to face Reshiram, who looks a little panicked before reaching a claw up to her head and swooning slightly.
>”Ohhhh… I’m so tired…”
>She makes a few more dramatic movements before closing her eyes and “collapsing” to the ground.
>”To think…I’d be defeated like this…”
>Reshiram opens one eye and can immediately tell by your confused expression that you’re not buying this.
>She slowly rises to her feet, face flushed in embarrassment.
>Quickly, she composes herself and looks down at you with that air of regality from before.
>”Congratulations, champion. You’ve succeeded in seeing through my ruse. With a wit as sharp as yours, it is clear that you’ve earned the right to be my trainer.”
>Reshiram, with a content and somewhat smug smile, motions for you to catch her.
>”Let us get along well, trainer.”
>What.

>”Geez, Anon! Where do you get off on making me wait!”
>The plucky Braixen made her irritation with you very clear.
>You had got held up at work and forgot to text her that you would be running late.
>She stops pointing at you and rests her furred hand on her hip, letting out an annoyed huff as she does so.
>”You’re lucky I’m willing to put up with this. Any other pokemon would have given up on you by now.”
>You apologize and tell her you’ll try to do better next time.
>”Good! Now come on!”
>She reaches out and grasps your hand in hers, quickly interlocking her fingers with yours.
>”There’s this food truck at the park that sells these really tasty frozen yogurts and I want to eat one.”
>You jokingly tell her that she doesn’t need to have a reason to go on a date with you.
>Immediately, she whirls around, her fur barely hiding the redness of her face.
>”THIS IS NOT A DATE!”
>Her embarrassment is palpable.
>Honestly, she should really be more honest with herself.
>Wordlessly, you nuzzle up beside her and begin pulling her along.
>”Hey! Didn’t you hear…”
>The words die in her throat as you tell her that you were looking forward to this all day.
>Her gaze jumps to you, then to the ground, and then back to you.
>”Arceus, you’re so… Dummy…”
>...
>Your Braixen companion hums happily as she takes another bite of her frozen yogurt.
>As mean as it sounds, she really is her most beautiful when she isn’t speaking.
>Not because you don’t like her voice.
>Arceus no.
>It’s just that she has a tendency to be abrasive when trying to speak her feelings.
>Braixen takes another bite, but a bit of the flavored treat stains the edge of her lips as she does so.
>Unconsciously, you stick out your thumb and wipe the yogurt off of her, and like some greater force compelling you to, you stick your dirtied thumb in to your mouth and lick off the residue left by the frozen yogurt.
>Mmm. Tasty.
>Looking back over at the fiery shortstack, you catch her staring at you in bewilderment.
>Her fur is yet again doing a terrible job to cover her blush.
>”W-Wha…”
>You tell her that she picked a good flavor before taking a bit of your own treat.
>Braixen just stares at you for a good two minutes before something seems to grab her attention.
>Without warning, your cheeks are grabbed by your friend and you feel her tongue quickly lick the corner of your lips.
>She lets go and points at you.
>”There! I’ve cleaned your lips! Now we’re even!”
>You sit stunned for a few seconds before absentmindedly asking if what she did qualifies as a kiss by pokemon standards.
>”IT WASN’T A KISS!”
>Your ears hurt.
>...
>Another date, another comical amount of Braixen going red in the face.
>You continue walking her back to where you both had initially met up.
>Of course, hand in furred hand…?
>Paw?
>You don’t really get nor care about pokemon semantics.
>As you both come to a stop, you turn towards Braixen and tell her you had a lot of fun today.
>She turns her head away from you, slightly blushing, as per usual.
>”I-It wasn’t the worst experience, I suppose.”
>You chuckle in response before leaning in for a hug.
>As you do so however, Braixen seems to immediately go ramrod stiff.
>Her eyes shift from side to side, seemingly dealing with an internal struggle before she closes her eyes and leans forward.
>You reach your arms out and close your eyes too, not really thinking much of it.
>It soon comes to your attention that there is a wet and long tongue gliding over your lips.
>You recoil out of shock.
>Braixen opens her eyes, a mix of emotions crossing over her face.
>Surprise, anger, fear, and eventually sadness.
>”O-Oh… You weren’t…”
>As you watch your friend metaphorically crumble before you, your mind races to complete the puzzle laid out before you.
>Braixen got antsy, leaned in, and licked your lips.
>She tried to kiss you.
>As the realization dawns on you, your face soon matches hers in color and temperature.
>”Oh Arceus, I thought…”
>She covers her face.
>”I’m sorry.”
>Immediately, you pull her in to an embrace and tell her that you should’ve been the one to apologize for being so dense.
>”But I…”
>You tell her it’s fine and you didn’t mind the kiss.
>It just took you by surprise is all.
>Slowly, you release her from the hug, but keep holding her hands in yours.
>It is strange to see the usually fiery and venom tongued pokemon reduced to a blushing and awkward mess.
>More so than usual, at least.
>Not a hint of deflection to be found.
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>”Can we try again?”
>Huh?
>”I said can we try again, moron?!”
>Looking down at Braixen, you can see the sheen of tears in her eyes.
>She’s putting on a brave face, but there’s no hiding those feelings.
>You feel a but out on the spot, but slowly nod as your own blush returns.
>She leans forward once more, turning her head up slightly so you can properly kiss her this time.
>Swallowing the nervous lump in your throat, you lean in and kiss Braixen.
>It feels strange.
>Nothing like a human.
>Her fur tickles your lips.
>Her own feels a little rough.
>But it isn’t unpleasant.
>In fact, it feels quite nice.
>That is, until you feel Braixen’s tongue part your lips and lick your gums.
>You nearly jump from the sudden foreign sensation.
>Pulling away, you cover your mouth and look at the pokemon who just gave you an unannounced dental exam.
>Her face is as red as you’ve ever seen it become, but her smirk defies the blushing maiden’s attitude.
>”That’s for being late.”
>Her smirk soon softens in to a much more gentle smile.
>”Dummy.”
>She laughs.

>”Anon!”
>You hear Reshiram call your name from the bedroom.
>Walking in, you spot her doing a few poses in the mirror.
>”Hmm! Not bad!”
>She giggles to herself before noticing you in the doorway.
>”Ah, Anon. How do I look?”
>You look Reshiram over from top to bottom.
>Nothing has changed since the last time you looked at her, but you feel like answering with that will result in some not-so-good things.
>You tell her she’s look good.
>The large legendary smiles and strikes another pose.
>”I’ve still got it then!”
>It then clicks why Reshiram bothered asking you such a question.
>While you can’t tell a damn difference, your pokemon is technically really, really old compared to other pokemon.
>You guess she was beginning to doubt herself for a minute there.
>Reshiram stretches and does one last pose in the mirror.
>Seemingly satisfied with her self-examination, she turns back towards you.
>”Now, what time is it?”
>Last you checked, around noon.
>”I’ll go ahead and whip us up some lunch then.”
>As she makes her way past you, her large tail brushes up against your body and lightly flicks your chin.
>”Oh, and Anon?”
>Reshiram turns her head back towards you.
>”You’re a handsome fellow.”
>She smiles and gently pushes you with her tail before exiting the bedroom.
>Putting your hand to your chest, you feel how hard your heart is pounding.
>Arceus, give you strength.

>You attempt to get some work done on your computer.
>And, yet again, your Floragato dives in to your lap and does her best to distract and annoy you.
>This has long since gone past the point of cute and in to the territory of downright irritating.
>She swats at your hands as you try to type on the keyboard.
>She randomly scratches at your legs.
>If it causes you problems, she’ll gladly do it.
>You don’t understand why she’s like this way as you attend to every basic need and give her plenty of attention when not working.
>But, for some reason, that still isn’t enough.
>You’re about to grab her and move her off of you when she reaches out and hits the power button for your computer.
>You didn’t save your progress.
>Something must have snapped inside, as you don’t even remember bending your Floragato over your desk.
>She shivers under your hands, mewing like she’s enjoying it.
>The feeling of her pressing her ass against your crotch confirms your suspicions.
>Finally having had enough of this pokemon’s nonsense and seeing an easy outlet for you to get back at her, you quickly drop your pants and underwear and press your member up against the very warm and slick entrance between her legs.
>They give very little resistance as you slip past them and in to Floragato’s depths.
>Possibly due to her small stature, she feels tighter than you could’ve imagined.
>She’s full blown moaning as you begin thrusting in to her.
>It doesn’t take long for your slightly slow rhythm to speed up.
>From the way her pussy squeezes to the way its heat both soothes and excites your cock.
>She kicks her legs sporadically as waves of pleasure rack her body.
>Leaning down, you fully get on top of Floragato and wrap your arms around her.
>Closer, closer, closer.
>You feel yourself boiling over the edge until finally you cum inside your pokemon.
>She lets out a cry that sounds far more human than you thought she was capable of.
>As you wait for the climax to subside and your dick to stop being so sensitive, you take note of Floragato’s drooling face.
>You’d never seen her so…happy?
>It looks like she’s grinning at least.
>You slowly pull out, and once you are, you fall back in to your chair.
>Your pokemon’s legs twitch slightly as cum slowly begins to dribble from her between her lower lips.
>As you watch, you can’t help but think.
>Maybe you should do this more often.