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Hot & Wild (Pokemon)
Hot & Wild (Pokemon)
Commission
Themes: Pokemon Sex, Threesome, Femdom
Summary: In which a trainer comes across two Pokemon battling and decides he can definitely take advantage of their fight to capture them both.
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He hears them before he sees them. Having left the city behind half an hour ago, Brad has been on the lookout for his first Pokemon to capture all that time, but so far he hasn't found anything or anyone. It's been kind of discouraging, even though he'd been warned about it. Ultimately, starting one's Pokemon Journey from a city instead of a small town was usually considered better only because you could often get your hands on a Pokemon IN the city for your 'starter'.
Only Brad didn't want a simple Pidgey or a Rattata for his first Pokemon, and those were basically the only Pokemon available for capture within the city itself. Instead, he'd decided he would go out and look for something way cooler, like a Pikachu or something.
Of course, as he'd been warned, the fields surrounding the city weren't actually liable to have much in the way of Pokemon in them because of the human civilization that was just next door. The Pokemon that did populate the fields were usually already owned by someone else and were farm-type Pokemon by and large.
Brad wasn't going to let that stop him though, and finally... he was being rewarded for his patience and determination! At least... he thought he was. Because he was fairly confident that the Pokemon he'd just stumbled across were NOT owned by anyone else... no, they were definitely wild. Better yet, there were two of them and they were already fighting each other!
Swallowing thickly, Brad points his Pokedex at the two Pokemon and quickly looks at their information... only for his mouth to go even dryer than it already was. Ceruledge and Armarouge. Not just wild Pokemon but evolved wild Pokemon at that. Both came from the same base form, that of Charcadet. Both wore armor, though one was definitely lither than the other one. Though it didn't seem to matter that Ceruledge was built for speed while Armarouge was built for punishment. Each was giving as good as they got to the other, exchanging blows with lightning fast movements that have Brad's head spinning.
Slowly, he reaches down and fingers two of the five Pokeballs he'd been given. He can hear everyone's voices in his head telling him this is a bad idea, but he hadn't gotten to where he was today by listening to anyone but his own internal compass. And that compass was saying he couldn't pass up on this opportunity. A chance to capture two weakened Evolved Pokemon as his Starters? How could he possibly let this slip through his fingers?
Licking his lips and creeping ever closer, Brad walks the thin line between getting close enough to throw his Pokeballs in the first place, while staying far enough away not to get caught up in their battle. The two Warrior Pokemon are really going at it, but fortunately for him, they seem to be really focused on each other.
The more damage they do to one another, the likelier he is to actually pull this off. But at the same time, he can't let them kill each other either. That's why... Brad decides not to wait much longer. Cautiously watching them both, he sees the way their armor is starting to crack and decides it's not worth risking them getting any closer to death.
With a shout, he rises from his hiding place and whips one and then two Pokeballs out from each hand. Luckily he's ambidextrous... and luckily he'd spent thousands of hours practicing with tossing Pokeballs too. But balls fly straight and true, the red and white of the capture devices almost blurring together to his eyesight.
The Ceruledge and Armarouge both slightly turn in his direction, just as his Pokeballs bounce off of their respective heads with a satisfying thunk before popping open and sucking them inside. He'd done it! He'd actually managed to capture his first-!
Nope. Brad might not have said anything or even gotten the chance to cheer, but he'd still started celebrating too soon. Neither Pokeball even gets the chance to shake once before the two Evolved Pokemon escape from the balls, shattering the capture devices in the process.
And yet, it doesn't seem like Armarouge or Ceruledge really mind all that much. In the end, Brad isn't sure how long it is, only that he lasts longer the second time than the first time, but not by much. Ultimately, he winds up unloading inside of Ceruledge's broiling womb as well, his seed filling up the humanoid Pokemon's pussy just like he did with Armarouge.
Finally, the titty heaven he's been experiencing comes to a regretful end. On the one hand, Brad is kind of happy to be able to properly breathe again. On the other hand, if that was how he was going to go out, he doesn't think he would have minded all that much. Especially since now that they were done with him, he might just wind up dying in a far more painful, far more violent matter.
Swallowing thickly, Brad waits for the inevitable end... but it never comes. After a moment of standing there with his eyes tightly shut, he finally opens them to take in the sight of Armarouge and Ceruledge staring at him silently. Neither of the two armored Pokemon actually have mouths or anything like that... and yet, Brad gets the impression that they're... amused with him?
Blinking slowly, Brad looks between the two Wild, definitely untamed Pokemon.
"Uh... you ladies aren't going to kill me then? Because I'd get it, ya know."
Silence is his only response. Technically, Brad still has three Pokeballs left, but not only is he NOT stupid enough to try to catch them again, he doesn't even know where the Pokeballs rolled to when Ceruledge cut his clothes off of his body in one smooth motion. Speaking of which, Brad blushes a little bit as he looks down at himself.
He's not unattractive or anything. Nor would he call himself pudgy. But he IS sort of... flapping in the wind at this point. His clothes are nonexistent and that means he's standing there in the nude. That was fine back when he was sandwiched between the two humanoid Pokemon and enveloped in their massive warm tits and ensconced within their extremely hot pussies. But now... well, he's starting to shiver just a little bit.
"Right... w-well, I guess this is goodbye then... thanks for the fun times?"
He would have to sneak back into town naked, Brad figured. But frankly, it was hard to bring himself to care. Rather, it was kind of worth it wasn't it? Especially after the experience he'd just gotten. He would have to find a way to scrounge up some money for another Pokeball if he wanted to restart his Pokemon Journey, but-
Just as Brad is turning to begin the walk of shame back to town, however, he's stopped by the two armored Pokemon suddenly appearing on either side of him. Except this time Ceruledge and Armarouge are literally on his sides rather than his front and back. Brad blinks, even as he finds his head once again shoved between their tits, while his hands are brought down to their respective pussies to stroke away at them.
At the same time, Armarouge brings her own large hand down to stroke him back to full mast... and together, the two humanoid Pokemon begin frog marching him in the direction of the city. Brad can hardly believe what's happening, and yet... he gets the impression that they're not trying to humiliate him. Rather, it's almost like they're eager to show off THEIR catch to strangers or something.
This winds up arousing him even further, and ultimately the young human male allows himself to be dragged along, fingering the flaming hot cunts to either side of him as they go. Not quite how he thought his Pokemon Journey would turn out... but he wasn't really complaining in the end...
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