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Futamon Brothel	By : FutaFanatic Category: +M through R > Pokemon Views: 14064 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 4
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Any relation to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. I do not own anything belonging to Pokemon, and this is not an attempt to profit off of it.

Chapter List
- 1-How it Started, and Harriet’s Introduction
- 1
To anyone who has found this, hello! And welcome to my first adult fanfic. Some things to explain first just prepare you all. First, the first chapter will be a bit on the long side. This chapter covers not only how the brothel came to be and all it entails, but also has to do with the first customer who’s new to all this. Second, this story contains futa, incest, minors, and orgies for the most part. There will be some other things here and there that I’ll warn you about. But just in case either of the ones mentioned above don’t appeal to you, you’re better off somewhere else. But not every chapter will feature all of those together. Now that that’s out of the way, enjoy!

The “Futamon Brothel” is an exclusive club. In order to get in, you practically need to know someone who knows someone who knows someone. This is all for the sake of protection. The brothel is by no means legal. It enforces and encourages all forms of sexual contact, such as incest and underage. So if law enforcement or the government ever find out, it’s over. But what really makes it unique is in the name. “Futamon.” A portmanteau of futanari, or a woman born with both sets of genitalia, also know as hermaphrodite, and pokemon.
Pokemon are capable of being born as hermaphrodites like humans, and are just as rare. But about twenty-five years ago, a sudden boom of futanari pokemonhad happened. Not only that, but they’ve even began to show human traits such as breasts, hands and feet, and even their genitals now resembled a human’s. Some, mostly the quadrupeds and birds, have even taken on an anthropomorphic appearance. No one could figure out how this had happened. But someone saw this boom as a business opportunity.
A wealthy man, rich enough to completely conceal his identity, and as such only be known as Mister Smith, ran in a few underground sex circles that specialized in all forms of sexual debauchery. Underage, incest, pokephilia, all of it. Some of the guys would take in little homeless girls off the streets, and they would all masturbate to them dancing. They even got them to perform sexual acts with their hands, feet, and all three prominent holes. But he decided to expand and make this lifestyle available for more people. He knew that after the boom, there had been an increasingly higher and higher demand for futamon as he and his colleagues called them. So he got to work on a figurative and literal underground club he calls the Futamon Brothel.
Being the wealthy man that he is, he has managed to keep the place up and running while off the grid. And now, twenty years later, it’s one of the biggest well-kept secrets in the world. A playground for the extremely perverse of all ages, and it’s satisfaction guaranteed.

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Harriet quietly rode down the elevator. She was approached by her best friend who told her of a great all ages club that she knew Harriet would love. She didn’t say much else, only that she’ll most likely come back for more. She gave Harriet a note of instructions on how to get there and left. This all happened in the morning on a school day, so she couldn’t go right away. Her freshman year of high school comes first.
The day seemed to drag on and on with no end in sight. Normally this didn’t happen, but Harriet’s mind kept wandering back to what her friend said. Nearly drove her mad during final period when the clock decided it wanted to go slow. The bell finally rang, and Harriet was off like a shot.
She had decided to wait for when it’s nighttime. She went with a story that she was going to a sleepover at her friend’s house. To her amazement and excitement, her parents agreed to it. It was Friday. No school the next day.
She packed her things for a pretend sleepover and got a ride from her dad. He kissed her goodbye and dropped her off. But instead of going inside, she stashed her belongings to the side in a bush so no one would see them, and she set off.
The instructions told her to go downtown, and she was in suburbia. Fortunately, there was a bus stop close by that was set to make its last run of its shift. She got in, paid for her seat, and then just waited anxiously for her stop. After about twenty minutes, she arrived. Once she stepped off the bus, she saw she could actually skip the next step as she was already at where that next step would take her. The sooner the better. She power-walked to her next few locations. A fourteen-year-old girl was not safe walking around downtown at nighttime. The Murkrows were out surveying the streets. Rattatas were scurrying around in the back alleys. And a couple of drunkards were out reeling from hangovers.
After ducking behind a few alleyways and rounding some corners, she finally reached her designation. “An... elevator?” Placed in front of her was an open, seemingly out of order elevator. She checked her notes again and saw that the elevator does work, it just needs the right code to work. This piqued Harriet’s curiosity and decided to give it a shot. She entered the compartment, and instead of seeing the usual floor buttons, there was a number pad. After checking her notes once more, she put in the code.
38826662768435#
The elevator jolted, and Harriet did too. The doors shut on her and she began her descent downwards.
Finally, she reached the end. The doors opened to reveal a surprisingly well-lit hallway. And at the end of it, stood two large ornate doors. Figuring there’s no going back now, she marched up to the doors and opened them.
Soft, ambient music filled the room that looked like a lobby. On the opposite end of the room was a counter with a young woman behind it. “Hello, dear guest.” She greeted Harriet. But it wasn’t the lowness and huskiness of the tone of her voice that startled Harriet, but rather the uniform. If it could even be called that. The only things she wore were a black thin-strapped bra and panties, and black three-inch heels. “I see you have become one of the chosen few to... indulge in our services.”
Harriet was too stunned to move or speak. She didn’t even notice the concierge walking up to her until she was right in front of her and knelt down to get eye level with her.
“S-services? W-what does that mean?” Harriet was shaking, but not out of fear as she initially thought, but of arousal.
“Oh, my. Were you not told what this is? This is the worlds one and only futanari pokemon brothel. The Futamon Brothel.” She said in a soothing, sensual voice as she placed her hands on Harriet’s shoulders to try and calm her down.
“Futamon Brothel?” Her eyes lit up. Two years ago, Harriet discovered porn. She tried out all different kinds, but the ones she was attracted to the most were ones with pokemon and futas. She couldn’t find any futa pokemon stuff. Or if she did, the animation quality of it was so bad she couldn’t watch it. The only one who knows about her sexual preferences was the friend who told her about this place. Starting just a few months ago in fact, they would get together at either of their places and watch futa and pokemon porn, which always led into a masturbation session which involved them trying to get themselves and each other off. Now that Harriet understands what this place is, she silently thanked her friend for telling her about this.
“That’s right, dear. And we welcome and embrace our underage clients, so you’re free to use our services to your desire.” She was saying this while leaned in close and was whispering in Harriet’s ear, causing her to shudder. She gasped out loud in pleasure when she felt the woman lightly nibble at her ear. It was only then did Harriet realize she’s extremely wet. The talking, the figure, the realization that she can actually live out her greatest desires was almost enough to push her over the edge and climax.
Which she did shortly after the woman moved one of her hands down Harriet’s shorts and starting rubbing her vagina.
“Hmm, so naughty.” The woman removed her hands and began sucking on Harriet’s juices that made it past her panties. “You’ve now made a deal with us. The only people you’re allowed to tell about this are those whom you trust with your whole heart and soul that won’t tattle on us.” As she was telling Harriet, she was embracing her, putting her cleavage in her face, and rubbing her hands all up and down Harriet’s back and ass.
“O-okay. I-I swear I won’t tell anyone except anyone I know who’ll love this. Just please, let me get to the futamon.” Harriet was begging the woman to continue, which she complied to with a smile.
“Of course, dear. Just follow me.” She was pulling Harriet by the hand over to the counter where a computer sat.
“Now, what would you like?”
“What do you have?”
“Pokemon from Kanto, Johto, Hoenn, Sinnoh, Unova, and Kalos. We’re still working on getting anyone from Alola and Galar.”
That’s six regions of futamon that she could choose from. Her head was swimming with ideas until something else came to mind. “Is it possible to do more than one at once?” Gone was the shy, nervous wreck. Here is a girl who wanted some action, and she wanted to know all of it.
The woman smiled again. “It is absolutely possible to do more than one. Now this is a popular choice with threesomes, or more, but you don’t have to choose this if it crosses a line, is either mother/daughter or sister/sister pairings.”
The prospect seemed interesting, but for her first time, she wanted a solo partner. “Oh, no thanks. I was just wondering for a later time. Right now I just want one.”
“I understand. First timers usually want just one to start off with. Test the waters and all that. So, do you have any idea what you’d like?”
It took Harriet five seconds of thinking before she settled on one. “Blaziken, please.” Blaziken had always been her favorite, and she really wanted to see and experience one as a futa.
“Good choice.” The woman said as she fiddled with the computer, inputting Harriet’s choice. “All right. Got one all set up. Just enter the door on your right and then enter the fifth door on your left.”
But one more thing came to Harriet she wanted to clear up. “Oh, uh, how much will this cost?”
“Nothing.” What?
“What?”
“Yep. You don’t have to pay anything. The owner is probably rich enough to buy the whole city. He has multiple revenue streams supporting him, and he wanted a place where people of all ages could come and be happy. And he knows that a lot of young people who are either straight up kids or around college age most likely wouldn’t have enough for standard brothel payments. So, he made the decision for our services to be free. The only thing you have to do is keep this place a secret and only tell those who you know will love this place.”
Harriet was so happy to hear that. She brought a little over a hundred dollars from saved earnings and allowances, but she was worried that it wouldn’t be enough. Turns out she can enjoy herself all night if she wants and keep her money. “Wow. That’s so cool. And thanks, for telling me about all this and for setting up a room.”
“No problem, hun. You just make sure you go in there and enjoy yourself for as long as you can. And one more thing, you’re in control. All the futamon here will do exactly as you say. Have fun.” She gave a flirtatious wink which caused Harriet to blush.
“Thanks, I will. Oh, by the way. What’s your name? I don’t see a name tag or plate or anything. Uh, I’m Harriet.”
“I’m Julia. So lovely to meet you, pretty Harriet.”
Harriet didn’t think she could blush anymore than she could. “Y-yeah. Y-you too.” And she was off.
This hallway she entered was also well lit with a calming light, and not just fluorescent white. This helped make her feel at ease. Not only was she about to have sex for the first time, it was with a futa pokemon, and they were who knows how deep underground. She paused in her tracks, right outside the fifth on her left. I just agreed to sex. My first time. Holy shit. She was now nervous, scared even. She had only gone as far as masturbating, and even then, had only been doing it for about a year now. She was too nervous and felt awkward about it until she was thirteen. She hadn’t even taken things further with her friend.
But her she was. Steeling her nerves, or so she thought as her hand was shaking, she opened the door.
The room was a lot more spacious than she thought. It looked to about the same size as the master bedroom at her house. There were soft, shifting colored lights illuminating the room. There was an end table on either side of the queen-sized bed that had, not to her knowledge, sex toys and other accoutrements in them. And on the bed itself was Blaziken. But there were some noticeable differences from her and other Blazikens. Her beak looked less pronounced, most likely to help with any oral activities, her talons on her hands and feet looked smaller too. Probably to reduce the risk of doing any serious damage with them. But then there were the big differences. Breasts the size of melons sat on her chest, and her legs were spread to reveal a foot long and four-inch wide cock with softball sized testicles underneath it. It was almost as if this Blaziken was literally born for sex.
“Wow.” She didn’t realize she was staring until a couple seconds later when she felt herself get wet again. She remembered that the Blaziken won’t do anything until she tells her to. “Um, h-hold on for a moment, please.” With shaky hands, she reached for the hem of her shirt to start undressing. But then she thought of something. “Actually, could you please come over and h-help me get un...dressed?” Her not-so-steeled nerves were on overload at this point. Especially when Blaziken crawled off the bed and swayed her hips as she walked towards her with half-lidded eyes filled with lust and excitement, knowing she’s going to fill up a kid.
Blaziken made it to her and began slowly stripping Harriet of her clothes, starting with her shirt. Blaziken’s hands felt so good, even with the talons, that every touch sent electric jolts through her body. Little gasps left her mouth as Blaziken continued working. Harriet had to help Blaziken remove her shorts, panties, socks, and shoes by lifting her legs. By the time Blaziken was done, Harriet’s body felt on fire from the soft affection she felt from Blaziken’s caressing hands. But she also felt much more relaxed now. She would be lying if she said she didn’t enjoy watching Blaziken look at her hairless crotch while working on her lower half.
“Thank you.” Blaziken gave a smile and a nod as a response. Harriet decided to get bold now. If she was going to get it on with the sexy specimen before her, she wanted to do something first that would be another first for her. “Kiss me.”
Blaziken’s beak didn’t feel nearly as bothersome as she was afraid it would. She most likely had plenty of experience kissing and knew how to angle herself to not hurt or disturb whomever she was kissing. Instead, Harriet felt elated. Her first kiss, and it’s with her favorite pokemon, who she noticed was being soft and tender. Blaziken didn’t want to drive her customer away with anything too forceful as it looked like Harriet was new to all of this. Harriet melted into the kiss and pulled Blaziken in to an embrace which Blaziken reciprocated.
But like all good things, it couldn’t last. They had to separate for air. “Wow.” Harriet said in a dreamy voice. It was the best feeling in the world, and she wanted more. She leaned in for another kiss, but this time with a more sensual intention. Blaziken noticed this right away and opened her beak slightly. Harriet opened her mouth slightly, and then both their tongues got to work caressing the other. Moans started to escape their lips. And their hands were getting a bold as they started to explore each other’s bodies.
What made Harriet back away this time was not a need for air, but rather she was surprised by feeling Blaziken’s warm, hardening cock press up against her. Her mind was fogged up. Her thoughts rattled. The only thing that made sense now was the fiery beauty in front of her. “Let’s go to the bed.” She whispered. Blaziken smiled and lifted Harriet up by her sides to continue looking at her and kissing her. Harriet immediately wrapped her arms and legs around Blaziken as she carried her to the bed.
Harriet was laid down on the bed with Blaziken right on top of her. They continued their tongue wrestling match with even more vigor and intensity. And after a while, Harriet knew it was time. “I want you to do a bit of foreplay first. And then,” she leaned in, “fuck me.”
Blaziken responded with a short kiss, and then began moving downwards kissing along the way. On her jaw, her neck, her collarbone. And all the while moving her hands down Harriet’s sides in time with the kisses. When she reached Harriet’s B cup breasts, she paused for a bit to nibble and suck and lick them both. This drew several gasps and moans from Harriet. This was also the first time anyone had given them attention like that.
Harriet was experiencing a lot of firsts in such a short time. A lot of them requiring time and patience in between each of them for quite a few people. Especially at the young age of fourteen. But when Blaziken was kissing her for the first time, it seemed to have awoken something in Harriet. Something fierce, something daring, something wanting. She couldn’t stop, and she wasn’t about to anytime soon.
Once Blaziken had finished, she continued her journey downward. At long last, she reached her destination. Pink and tight and incredibly soaked. But Harriet wanted some foreplay first, so that’s what she’ll get. Blaziken looked up at her and she looked down at her. Their eyes meeting with Blaziken’s conveying a sense of mischief. This was made apparent when Blaziken lifted Harriet’s legs slightly and kissed the insides of them. Harriet was enjoying this, but she was starting to get impatient. But she wanted to see how much longer Blaziken will take. Fortunately for her, not much longer. She got dangerously close to her pussy, but never made any contact with it.
It’s time. Finally. The moment Harriet has been waiting for. The moment that, unbeknownst to her, would determine her course in life forever.
Blaziken loomed over her, breasts hanging that Harriet decided looked absolutely delicious, and a huge pole ready at the entrance. “Please start slow. It’s my first time.” Blaziken responded with a nod. She lined up her monster cock, one that Harriet, at first, was afraid wouldn’t fit, now she just longed for it and wanted to worship it, to her dripping sex.
She pushed. The head had penetrated the outer wall. Harriet cried out in a mix of pain and pleasure, but wanted to keep going. “Don’t stop. Don’t stop unless I say so.” She begged. Blaziken agreed to it and kept pushing. Centimeter after centimeter of Blaziken was being forced inside this virgin pussy. Harriet was doing her best not to scream, even with her stomach extending outwards from the sheer size of it. Eventually, Blaziken couldn’t go any farther, and she had only half-an-inch inside. The hymen. She needed to break it. Not only was it per Harriet’s decision to not stop unless she said so, but also some primal, animalistic need awoke inside her telling her to fuck and breed. Fortunately for Harriet though, pokemon, even futamon, can’t breed humans.
Blaziken readied herself, and so Harriet, and she pushed with all her might, breaking the hymen and even getting a few inches in as well. Harriet covered her mouth, but her scream was still loud enough to her from outside in the hall.
She was so fucking tight, Blaziken nearly came right there and then. But simply breaking the hymen wasn’t her goal. She needed to go deeper. She pulled out until the head remained inside. Blood coated her cock and was dripping on the bed. She looked at Harriet whose crying eyes were shut tight and was letting out short breathes and gasps and moans. Harriet hadn’t told her to stop, so she was going to keep on going.
Blaziken slammed as much of her meat back inside as she could, getting about another two inches, causing her to get half her length in. Harriet cried out in pain as she was being split open some more, but also in extreme pleasure. She twitched and convulsed as she came. Blaziken saw this and was happy she got her customer to orgasm just by one thrust.
Blaziken wasn’t settled by just one thrust. She needed to do more. So she did. She pounded Harriet over and over, trying to get more in. Harriet kept cumming and cumming as her cries of pain transformed into cries of pure pleasure. She wrapped her legs around Blaziken as best she could to keep her from exiting. She needed to know what it’s like to have her insides flooded with futamon cum.
Eventually, Blaziken hit another wall. This time, it was the cervix. The womb was right there. She needed to be balls deep, and this would do it. She pulled out once more, and she slammed in. She made it, she entered the womb, and was now balls deep. This elicited another scream from Harriet, but she didn’t care. She reached her goal. And now all that’s left is pound away until she cums.
Blaziken leaned over and grabbed Harriet’s shoulders to get a better vantage point, and began plowing her like her life depended on it. Harriet was in total ecstasy. Her eyes had rolled back, her tongue was lolling out, her open mouth was smiling. She realized something. She loves sex. She loves sex so much she probably won’t be able to live without it ever again. She noticed Blaziken’s hanging melons and reached up to fondle and suck on them. This made Blaziken moan and didn’t want Harriet to stop.
Blaziken moved faster and faster. Her cock was beginning to swell. Harriet wrapped her arms around Blaziken, holding on for dear life. The floodgate opened, and rivers of cum flowed straight into Harriet’s womb, rushing through her pussy as best it could with a huge cock in it, and pooled on the bed. Both Harriet and Blaziken cried out.
When they stopped, they looked at each other. Blaziken’s feathers were ruffled, and Harriet was covered in sweat. But both thought the other was so beautiful. They leaned in and began furiously making out with Blaziken still inside.
Blaziken eventually pulled out, letting a good amount of pent up cum gush out. Harriet sat up right, with some help from Blaziken, and saw how much was there. She needed a taste. Being careful not get any of the blood that was mixed in, she got some on her finger and tasted it. It was the most delicious thing ever. She wanted more. And she knew how to get more. “Sit on the edge of the bed.” Blaziken knew where this was going and without hesitation agreed to it. Harriet crawled off the bed and got on her knees on the shag carpet floor.
The now softened cock was covered in cum. And in blood too, but Harriet knew that and would just have to take it. She lifted the cock up, feeling the warm stickiness of the cum on her hands, and moved in to lick the sides. Blaziken threw her head back and moaned at the attention her raw cock was getting. Harriet got a lot of cum on her tongue in one lick. It was so tasty, and so was the cock. Now she definitely knew she couldn’t live without sex. It was here where she decided she was a slut and a nymphomaniac.
She cleaned off the rest of the blood and cum leaving Blaziken with a clean member. But said member had hardened under Harriet’s inexperienced yet pleasurable tongue. Harriet didn’t even say anything she was so transfixed with what was in front of her and dripping pre-cum. She silently moved in and put the head inside her mouth. Blaziken enjoyed this greatly and put a gentle hand on Harriet’s head as her way of saying she wants this. Harriet got the message and started sucking and licking the head all over. But she needed more. She began to bob her head up and down as far as she could with each advancing thrust. Blaziken let out a happy cry as Harriet was doing this.
Harriet pulled off, looked Blaziken in the eye, and said, “Help me take all of you in.” She needed to know and experiences some of the extremes of sex. She placed a few inches of the dick in her mouth and waited for Blaziken to help.
Blaziken moved her hands to either side of Harriet’s head, and began pushing her down on her cock. Harriet gagged a bit, but she said she wanted all the way in, so that’s what she’ll get. Blaziken pulled out a bit and then pushed back in, this time getting more of her cock in. Then she did it harder. Faster. Deeper. She needed this badly, just as much as Harriet did. Harriet was gagging hard and was having trouble breathing. But she didn’t care. She was in absolute bliss. The futamon of her unknown desires was face fucking her with her monster cock, right after she got plowed by it in her once virgin pussy.
Eventually, Blaziken made it. She got all twelve inches of her cock down Harriet’s throat. But she wasn’t there quite yet. She pulled out and then slammed in. Her hips right in front of Harriet, her heavy balls slapping her chin. It was the best. She kept deepthroating Harriet for about ten seconds until her cock swelled and she blasted rope after rope of sticky cum straight into Harriet’s stomach. Harriet had been fingering herself all the while and managed to cum at the same time. Blaziken started pulling out and allowed some leftover cum to fall on Harriet’s tongue, which she adored. Cum right from the source.
Harriet looked up at Blaziken with red eyes and tears streaming down her face. Blaziken saw this and was worried. Had she been too rough? Did she take things too far? She knelt down next to her and began wiping the tears away. “Thank you.” Harriet croaked out. Her throat was sore after that.
Blaziken knew that the client decided when to leave. She didn’t have to pay so there’s no set time limit on her stay. But she had thought perhaps Harriet had enough for now. She lifted Harriet up bridal style and carried her to the bed. But once she laid her down, Harriet said something that shocked, and also excited her. “More. I need more. Ev-everywhere.” Blaziken had to oblige after all, who was she to deny a client?
It was seven a.m. when a still naked Harriet returned to the lobby with Blaziken right behind her handling her clothes. Her legs were shaking like crazy, her hair was a mess, and she was covered head to toe in cum. And she loved it all.
Julia was still there as she had the night shift and was just about to leave when she noticed Harriet. “Oh, my. Did Blaziken really do all this to you? And for that long?” Harriet could only give a slow nod with her mouth in a big smile. “Well, here. There’s a shower over to the left that you can use to clean up. Thank you, Blaziken for getting her clothes.” Blaziken nodded as she was just about to give Julia the clothes to hold on to when Harriet grabbed Julia’s face and brought her in for a make-out session. Now Julia loved a good make-out, especially with minors, but she knew that Harriet was in need of a cleaning and needed to get her head back on straight.
“Now, now. Not right now. You need a shower. Although I might have to help you. Blaziken, could you be a dear and just leaves the clothes on the counter?” She did just that. “Thank you. You may go back now, I can take it from here.” Blaziken did, but not before Harriet tried to get her for another kiss and sex session. “Come on now. We need to get you clean, both in body and conscious.”
Julia led Harriet to the showers and got to work. Although, it would take longer than she thought since Harriet attempted a bit of shower sex.
At eight a.m., Harriet was finally cleaned, dressed, thinking properly, and on her way back to her friend’s house. It was about eight-thirty when she got there. Just in time too, her dad had pulled up about a minute after she pulled her things out from the bush. And on the ride home, she contemplated what her new life as a willing whore will bring. And also when she’ll be able to go back.

And that’s the end of chapter one. If you’ve made it, regardless of whether you liked it or not, kudos. Now Harriet isn’t going to be the only one in this story. This is supposed to be a collection of different tales in the brothel. But now I do have a few ideas for Harriet so she will be coming back. Now I don’t know when the next chapter is coming out. But it’ll come. Indeed, when it comes, it’ll come at you at great speeds, faster than anything else that’ll come. Okay, I done. Bye!
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