Super Training

BY : HatofulHatefucker
Category: +M through R > Pokemon
Dragon prints: 4435
Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon or its characters. I make no profit on this story.

A brisk breeze rustles the thick forest leaves, the wind carrying the loose greens through the quaint nature path. It was calming, and relaxing…
All save for one exceptionally loud girl.

“Damn it!” Allison stomps her boots, crunching dried mud under her heels. The Ace Trainer hadn’t won a single battle all day. Her bouncy, blue pigtails whip around as she throws her tantrum, dragging her feet as she moves on to the next trainer. Her skirt was disheveled, luckily wearing tights underneath. She wouldn’t quit until she had at least one win under her belt for the day.

As she slinks down the path, sulking, she spots the perfect prey… A boy is walking her way, with a big stupid grin on his face… He definitely looked younger than her, he hardly came up to her hips.

Allison shoots up, straightening her slouched back and throwing her hair back, keeping her nose up as she saunters cockily to the boy, giving him a cool glance as they pass each other.

“Humph. Do you really think you stand a chance against me?” Her words drip with condescending smugness. The boy has his finger on his belt as soon as their eyes met, eager to battle.

“O-okay, I’ll take you on…!” He stutters, looking up at the older girl. Allison was so, so ready to crush this little twat… He obviously had no clue who he was dealing with. He probably had a Rattata or something. This would be an easy win. She eyes her Pokeballs, trying to decide which of her incredibly powerful and expertly trained Pokemon she should send out first…

“Ugh. Are you sure you really wanna fight me? This is a waste of my time. I’ll let you run on home now if you want, kid.” She sneers, eating up every second of this standoff. The boy doesn’t budge, as she expected. This would be a piece of cake…

“Go, Raticate, let’s teach this kid a lesson!” She throws out her first Pokemon, the boy following suit.

“G-go, Charizard…!” The boy cries out, Allison’s eyes widening as the name leaves his lips. She tries to maintain her cool, stuttering her commands in a panic. Though the orders weakly leave her lips, it’s already too late. Her Pokemon are annihilated before her eyes, watching helplessly as she sends each of her remaining allies to their cruel fate.

Each wouldn’t even get a chance to attack, not that they ever stood a chance to begin with if they did get a shot in… Allison’s legs wobble, giving out from underneath her as her stomach sinks inside her, absolutely devastated as she collapses to her knees… She could hardly believe…

Her insides churn as she watches the massacre, each Pokemon falling victim to the brutal, savage onslaught of the ferocious dragon. It was horrifying… And yet… It was almost a thing of beauty… The boy was hardly up to the monster’s knee, which towered over everything. She would hardly come up to his chest, probably… If she were to go up to him and bury her face in his… Large, muscular, scaly chest…

Allison could hardly look away, filled with an odd… Sick, twisted delight… Her Pokemon were so weak and pathetic compared to him. His gleaming scales, his rippling muscle… She can’t help but lose herself in thought, negligently allowing her last Pokemon to get kicked and thrashed around to the point of overkill, daydreaming as she ogles the monster like a boy on a high school football team.

Something inside her was screaming and clawing, sweat pouring profusely down her bright red face, her thighs rubbing together as her partner is utterly dominated by the dragon. When she finally snaps out of it, she returns her bloody and battered Pokemon to its ball and stands gleefully, her legs still weak.

“Yeah! We did it, Charizard! Great job!” The boy is ecstatic, so innocent as he thanks and praises his Pokemon. Allison stumbles shakily to the boy, her eyes glued to the dragon at his side. She mumbles nonsense as she digs in her bag, shoveling prize money into the kid’s hands. The boy eagerly stuffs the money in his backpack, watching curiously as the girl trembles before his loyal partner.

“H-he’s a good boy, you can pet him… I-I trained him…” He mumbles shyly. Allison was still in shock, though… It was just hard to believe. The kid wasn’t even up to her chest, just some little snot-nosed twerp… But his Pokemon towers over her. He trained… this…?!

His Charizard stands alert at his side, the size difference incredibly evident… He was only more perfect up close… Bulging muscles, brilliant scales… Her feelings were so confusing… She felt… attracted to him… In such a primal way…

“… Y-yeah, your Pokemon are pretty good… I guess… I… I’ve seen stronger, though…” She lies through her teeth, struggling to keep cool, her fingers trembling as she runs her hand over the monster’s hard body… She was trying to keep her superiority complex going, even after being undeniably wrecked by this child.

“W-wow… Really? You must see all kinds of strong Pokemon…” The boy looks up with an innocent sparkle in his eye. He really was just some stupid little kid…

“U-uh, yeah… I… I have way stronger Pokemon, back home… I’m just… Out training my weaker ones…” Her voice trails off, groping the dragon’s rippling body… He was hard and firm all over, Allison’s mind drifting off into fantasies… She would love to get the same treatment her Pokemon got…

The boy stares at her in amazement, genuinely impressed… Allison bites her lip, struggling to pry herself from the monster’s body… She couldn’t just walk away from this…

“…H-hey…” She murmurs, not taking her eyes off the Pokemon… “I… U-uh… I could help… t-train your Charizard to be stronger….”

“R-really?!” The boy jumps in excitement, Allison’s face going beet red, hoping to draw as little attention as possible. “Y-yeah… I know some… secret… training techniques…”

“That’s so cool! Yeah, let’s go!” Allison squirms at the boy’s words, not having considered that the boy might tag along… She had absolutely no clue what she was doing… Her nails dig into her arms as she leads the way off the trail and into the woods, lost in her own thoughts… What the hell was she thinking…?! There was no way she was really gonna go through with this...



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