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Pokemon Sword and Sheath	By : Scrying Category: +M through R > Pokemon Views: 2042 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Rattata, Zubat, and even some Grimer. All of the Pokémon that occupied the Castellia City sewers fled in the presence of the fire/fighting type. Emboar grunted as it and its trainer, the pear-shaped PAWG and former champion of the region, Hilda Blackburn, marched through the maze of walkways that made up the city's underbelly.

Hilda paid the spawn of rejected foreign pets little mind as she strolled through the tunnels. It was clear she was on a mission of some kind.

What I need isn’t around here Hilda thought. She had a near-encyclopedic knowledge of where different Pokémon in the Unova region could be found. Currently, poison and normal types were not what she was seeking, though she did think a poison type would help Rosa at the next gym.

She pushed that aside, trying to be less of a Tauros-headed coach and more of a sympathetic cousin who knew her family was going through something. Magby and Flaaffy had been sent to Professor Juniper’s ranch for a better recovery. The Professor promised to have one of her assistants provide full-time care to the duo. Rosa, however, remained withdrawn. She hadn’t left her room at the Pokémon Centre since the day before yesterday, and that was only to attend her Pokémon’s transfer. After that, she returned straight to her room.

Hilda felt unsettled by Rosa’s actions, recalling the last few months of her own life.

It’s the hard reality of being a professional trainer Hilda thought Even if you never step foot onto that battlefield, their pain is still your pain. I think I might just be the only person in Rosa’s life who understands how she feels right now …

Hilda and Emboar reached the end of the tunnel. There was no walkway to their left, and to their right, the concrete panelling of the walls gave way to old-school brick. There was a large hole in the wall. Hilda looked around, knowing from Rosa’s descriptions that this was where she had nearly lost her Magby and Flaaffy.

She said that weird scientist guy came out of there … the Relic Passage Hilda thought. She and Emboar walked towards the opening in the wall, passing into a natural set of caves. The tufts of flames around Emboar’s neck were glowing, providing a faint light for Hilda as they walked, descending the cave’s natural slopes.

I remember hearing about this place during my rookie season. I cheat code for anyone who didn’t want to travel through Nimbasa Hilda thought.

She reached the bottom of the slope, finding that the cave expanded out into a massive, natural atrium. Hilda whilst at its might, the sound echoed off the far walls. She could even see the other side of the place.

The subtle sound of dirt shifting brought Hilda’s attention to the right. There was a dust cloud making its way across the ground. It wasn’t necessarily moving directly towards Hilda, but it wasn’t avoiding her either.

Let’s hope this is what I was looking for Hilda thought. She turned to face the oncoming dust cloud head-on, placing her head on her curvaceous, triple-extra wide, sloping hips. Her thunderous thighs jiggle and shake, jutting out from her thong-like denim micro-shorts. The dust cloud continued to burrow in her general direction.

“Emboar,” She called her starter’s name. A hand went forward, pointing a thin finger at the dust cloud, “Make that Pokémon surface.”

The Mega Fire Pig Pokémon let out a grunt, acknowledging the order. It marched forward, swinging its barrel-like arm around and flexing its claws. It reached across itself, putting one set of claws on its shoulders whilst winding the arm that the shoulder was attached to back. The burrowing dust cloud was zig-zagging all around, impossible to predict its movements. Emboar grunted, sending steam out of its piggly nostrils. The dust cloud changed directions, making for Emboar’s feet. The fire/fighting type lunged forward with an Arm Thrust, burying its claws into the ground. The dust cloud erupted upwards, spraying debris.

Hilda covered her face as some dirt and pebbles flew passed her. When the smoke settled, there remained her prize that Emboar had dug up. And unconscious Drilbur.

Perfect Hilda grinned. The pear-shaped trainer sauntered over to her Emboar, who was standing over the knocked-out ground type with a grin on its face.

“Good work, Emboar,” Hilda stated. She lifted her hand, Pokéball grasped in her fingers. The starter turned into a block of red energy and then disappeared, brought back inside. She crouched down to examine the Drilbur. A Max Revive was pulled from her backpack. A rather expensive item, but at this point in her career, Hilda didn’t carry anything lesser. She gave the item to Drilbur, putting it on the beast’s chest.

The Mole Pokéon stirred as the item melted, coating its skin with a clear liquid. The ground type’s eyes fluttered open, and it muttered its own name in confusion.

“Heeyyyyy,” Hilda whispered in a soft, slightly seductive tone, “It’s okay. I’m sorry about what my friend just did. I just didn’t want you to run away.”

The Drilbur blinked, still trying to recover from what had just occurred.

“So, listen,” Hilda said, reaching back into her bag and fishing through her many items for a moment. I’ve got this friend, and she needs strong Pokémon like you on her team. What do you say?” She presented the ground type with an empty Pokéball.

“Drilbur,” The Drilbur grunted, turning its nose up at the ball.

Hilda sighed, “Listen, I just knocked you out in one hit. I could have captured you without reviving you. But I don’t like the idea of giving Rosa a Pokémon that I know nothing about. So … what do you want? Another battle? A fair fight?”

Drilbur grunted, getting back up onto its feet, and using its long claws to dust itself off.

Hilda shook her head, “Defiant, aren’t you? How ‘bout a blowjob? Or something else?”

The ground type paused, giving her a look of inquiry. A seductive grin crossed Hilda’s face, knowing that she had found the beast’s weak spot.

Oh, I’m definitely not the first human this Drilbur’s had sex with Hilda thought No wild Pokémon turns heel on being captured that fast without having tasted human holes before

Hilda bit her lip as her hands went to her white T-shirt. She pushed the material upwards as her hands went to her unimpressive chest, revealing a hint of her flat, tiny tummy.

“Is that what it’ll take?” Hilda cooed in a seductive tone, “You want my body?”

The pear-shaped whore spread her legs, letting Drilbur get a good look at the outline of the former champion’s sopping wet pussy that lay between her thunderous thighs. The ground type was now completely enraptured, stepping back towards her.

“Lay down, let me see that gorgeous cock,” Hilda purred, leaning forward, “If you cum first, you’ll join my cousin’s team. Got it?”

The Drilbur responded by lying on its back. Its fur began to part as a massive cock emerged. It was a thick thing, Hilda noted, nearly as thick as her wrist. Her hands scrambled down to her shorts, frantically undoing the button and half an inch of the zipper needed to travel to get them off. Hilda rose, pulling them down and then off, leaving her naked from the waist down.

Fucking a wild Pokémon! I haven’t done this in years! I forgot the exhilaration of it all! The rush! It made me feel so slutty back then, I loved it! Hilda thought with elation as she mounted the impressive cock, nearly a foot long, easily the same length as the Drilbur’s own body. Her hand wrapped around the impressive, thick shaft, finding the entire length warm to the touch. She could feel the throbbing of the veins that covered the raw, sensitive skin that made up the member. She guided the bulbous head to her plump pussy, her lips soaked with desire.

If I hadn’t promised this thing to Rosa, I’d be considering taking it for myself. This cock is massive! I can only imagine how much bigger it’ll get when it evolves!

With that, Hilda dropped, letting gravity take it. She let out a moan that echoed throughout the Relic Passage as the massive, thick cock penetrated her, spreading her lips wide and surging into her pussy. Hilda’s toes curled in her shoes. Her legs were instantly weakened, begging the bottom-heavy slut to simply drop and let the full length and girth consume her. A bulge pressed against Hilda’s stomach, taking on the vague shape of the dick inside of her. Her face was flushed with arousal.

“Ooooooh~” She cooed as black hearts began to form in her eyes. She began to pump her body up and down the massive cock, jutting up from the Drilbur’s body like the main mast of a ship. With every pass her pussy swallowed more and more of the dick, feeling the throbbing veins up against her most sensitive spots. Her cunt clenched tighter and tighter around the cock, drooling all over it, her arousal mixing with the pre-cum the Pokéon was leaking. Haggard moans escaped Hilda’s lips as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her. The pear-shaped whore’s skin had turned to gooseflesh as she continued to ride the massive cock, with over half of it now disappearing up into her cunt.

“Ahhh~” She moaned, throwing her head backwards. Saliva was spider-webbing in her mouth. Her eyes were glazed over with arousal as she tried to keep herself from losing her mind too much on the cock.

I can’t cum first. No matter how good this Drilbur’s cock feels! And Arceus Alive it feels good~! She thought as whimpers and moans escaped her lips. The Drilbur grunted, cooing its name as Hilda’s twat tightened around him. She could feel his veins throbbing hard against her, the beat of the Pokémon’s heart clear in her pussy, and it was growing quicker.

It’s still a first stage Hilda thought That might be my only advantage here. I’m such a fucking slut that if this thing was an Excadrill I’d probably have cum already! Thank Arceus that first stagers have lower stamina!

Hilda’s hands pressed into the ground of the Passage floor, bracketing the Mole Pokémon. She picked up the pace of her pounding, gyrating her massive hips up and down the pole of a cock the Pokémon sported. Her crotch slammed into the ground type’s as she took the full length of the beast inside of her.

CLAP! CLAP! CLAP! CLAP! CLAP! CLAP! CLAP! CLAP! CLAP! CLAP! CLAP! CLAP! CLAP! CLAP! CLAP!

The gargantuan cheeks that made up Hilda’s ass began to slam together with every hilting of the cock into her cunt. Hilda moaned, her eyes rolling back in her head. She felt the cock of the Drilbur engorge itself, sending a shot of pre-seed firing deep into her pussy, splattering off her cervix.

It’s close! Just keep going! Hilda thought, biting her lower lip But so am I!

Her body was a blur, pounding herself down hard onto the Pokémon that was now effectively pinned beneath her. The Drilbur shut its eyes, moaning its own name as its cock bucked inside of Hilda, battering her soft innards with its hard form. Hilda cooed, feeling the bulge in her stomach pulling her skin taut. Her twat tightened around the cock, crushing itself against the throbbing veins.

“Ahhhh~!” Hilda moaned, curling her toes in her shoes again.

Don’t cum! Don’t cum! Don’t cum! She reminded herself. Her eyes snapped shut, teeth gnashed together as she did her best to stave off her finish. The Drilbur’s cock engorged again, sending another shot of pre-seed into Hilda’s needy pussy.

Oh, it feels so good! This cock feels so good! I’m gonna cum! I can’t stop myself! I’m gonna cum! I’m gonna cum! I’m gonn-

Hilda’s eyes opened wide as she felt her stomach expanding. Rope after rope of thick, semi-solid nut sludge pumped into her pussy. Drilbur released a coo of its name as the ground type came hard. Hilda leaned back, letting out a loud moan. Her white shirt rode up on her torso as her stomach inflated with cum. Her pussy contracted around the erupting cock inside of her, gushing out a massive spray of squirt that soaked the ground beneath the rutting trainer and Pokémon, turning it into mud. Black hearts were swallowed up in the darkness of the cave as saliva spiderwebbed inside Hilda’s mouth. Her entire body shuddered as a feminine moan escaped her lips, echoing through the area.

Drilbut pulled its shrinking cock from Hilda’s body. It was quickly followed by a thick, slow flow of the molasses-like ground-type seed out of Hilda’s overstuffed pussy, painting her thighs white. The bottom-heavy whore let out a sigh of relief as she rolled over, effectively nude from the waist down and sporting a swollen belly.

“Alright, a deal is a deal. You came first,” Hilda stated, pointing at the ground type. The Mole Pokémon paused, giving Hilda a confused look before depressing slightly. The ground type had forgotten the bargain in the enjoyment of Hilda’s hole. The former champion paid this annoyed face on the Pokémon little mind, producing a Pokéall for it to capture itself with. The Drilbur reached forward, clicking one of its very sharp metal claws against the Pokéball, which sprang open and turned the ground type into red energy.

Perfect Hilda grinned to herself This rebuild is going well

Just a few days ago, the city had seemed so exciting and alive to the top-heavy whore. She’d been eager to rush off down every alleyway and find all the secrets the concrete, glass, and tar had to offer. Stick her nose into the business of anyone and anything that was happening in the capital of Unova. Now stiff breezes racked her body as she walked down uninviting streets. The thinness of her baseball tee left Rosa feeling exposed as she wrapped her arms up around herself, trying to stay warm. The frilly yellow shorts she wore proved to be damn near useless as well, giving her thighs little protection. The uninviting streets spit these harsh winds at her from all directions. The monoliths that stretched to the heavens created tunnels for the air to rush down as if it were attempting to blow Rosa back to Aspertia.

She had left Servine and Herdier at the Pokémon Centre, both of them still recovering from their injuries at the hands of Team Plasma. Hilda had run off early in the morning, and Rosa didn’t know where to. And Hugh had been gone since the fight. Running off and leaving the top-heavy slut alone and in crisis. In the city, Rosa was now just one in a million, wandering through the streets. The difference was that she had nowhere she was meant to be going. No job, no home, nothing.

She shook her head every time the image of Flaaffy and Magby danced in her mind. The way their bodies crumpled before her. She could still feel the heat of her fire type on her fingertips, clutching its hurt body.

She paused in the middle of the road, looking up at the sky, finding it was bright, but she could not see the sun. It was hidden behind all the massive buildings. A sigh escaped her lips and Rosa walked on.

I’m not going to be one of those trainers who spends their lives on the road forever, chasing after some prize I’ll never get The top-heavy slut thought as she continued to meander through the streets But … what am I going to be? Championships … tournaments … that’s not for me. That’s for the Hildas and the Cherens of the world. Born to it, training for it their whole lives.

Rosa paused on her journey, spotting something strange. There was a narrow alleyway to her right. Unlike every other alleyway she had passed so far, no one was going up or down it. She turned her head to the right, wanting to know what made the passageway so foreboding. Instead. She saw a tree on a patch of grass. She raised a curious eyebrow, not entirely sure she was seeing what was right in front of her. She hadn’t seen anything green since they arrived, let alone a full tree.

She twisted on her heels and made her way down the alley, slipping passed the crowded sidewalk. The sound and noise of the city died behind her as if she had stepped through a portal to another world. The sunlight in the small, open space was bright, the sun shining down from directly overhead. Rosa’s head was directed towards the top of the three, looking at the leaves.

“Whoa,” She whispered, in awe of the sight before her.

“You from out of town?” A gruff voice called.

Rosa’s head whipped around to see a city worker. He was across the way, looking at a metre on the side of one of the tall slabs of concrete that surrounded the patch of nature.

“H-how could you tell?” She asked.

“‘Cus only people from out of town care enough to visit this place,” he explained, continuing his work, “That tree is where Castellia started. People would gather there as a sort of town hall to discuss the issues and figure out solutions. ‘Course, eventually, they built the actual town hall. But someone was kind enough to make sure that the importance of that tree was never forgotten.”

Rosa looked back at the tree, taking in the sheer size of it. The trunk was massive, with huge twisting branches covered in dark green leaves. Massive patches of wild grass surrounded it.

“Sadly, most people who are from here don’t care. They’ve seen it once and think ‘big deal’. But … most of them don’t realise that unless they leave the city, it's the only tree they’ll ever see in their lives,” the worker began to close up the metre he was working on.

“That’s … that’s really sad,” Rosa said.

“I know,” He said with a click of the lock, “So … thanks for giving this tree the respect it deserves.”

He tipped his cap to her as he stood, his toolbox in his other hand. With that, the maintenance worker left and Rosa was alone again. Unfortunately, there was nowhere to sit, Rosa quickly noticed. Something inconvenient about most of this city she was starting to realise. So, instead, Rosa simply sat in the grass. She pulled her knees up as close to her body as they would go, pushing into her gargantuan backbreakers. Her arms wrapped around her legs, further cementing herself into this compressed form. Hands clasped forearms as she stared up at the massive tree. Magby and Flaaffy were still on her mind.

A project … and a failed one at that Rosa thought I keep telling Hilda to let me fight on my own but look where that’s getting me. I barely beat Roxie; I got fucking destroyed by those grunts. I’m no trainer. My journey was over before it started

Rosa’s head dropped, disappearing into her chest. Her body shuddered slightly as she wept. Her hands left each other, curling up to try and cover the shame she was feeling, grabbing at her head. Tears streamed from her eyes. All she could think of was her Pokémon.

Magby and Flaaffy. I let them down. Herdier, Riolu, Servine, I’m gonna let them down too. Every fight where I don’t just do everything Hilda says I nearly lose. I’m no trainer. I’m just some Pokéslut.

There was a pulling at Rosa’s shorts. The distinct plucking that came from a pair of teeth was trying to get her attention. Rosa lifted her head, looking down at the source. An Eevee was gnawing on her yellow bottoms. Rosa sniffled, trying to clean herself up for the wild Pokémon.

“Hello there,” She said, “Aren’t you a curious sight? There are so many foreign Pokémon on the mainland.” Rosa reached down, picking up the tiny normal type. The Eevee offered no resistance.

I’ve heard about Eevee. So many different evolutionary options Rosa thought.

“Eevee!” The Pokémon cheered, smiling at Rosa with its soft expression. Rosa couldn’t help but grin as well.

“Eevee,” Rosa repeated the name, “What are you doing out here? Do you live in this park?”

“Eevee!”

“Well, it’s nice to meet you,” Rosa said. She leaned forward, placing the normal type back on the ground in front of her, parting her legs as she did so. Eevee leapt forward, wagging its tail, smelling at the area between Rosa’s legs.

The top-heavy slut giggled, “Ooh, you like humans, huh? You really like humans.”

“Eevee!”

The Evolution Pokémon continued its inquiry into Rosa’s legs, sniffing and wagging its tail. It stepped down, pushing its head up against Rosa’s slightly plump thighs. Out of instinct, she opened her legs a little bit wider for the normal type.

“So … Eevee,” Rosa said, reaching down and patting the normal type’s head. The Eevee looked up, a curious expression in its eyes.

“Eevee?” It inquired.

“Are you a boy or a girl?” Rosa asked.

“Eevee!” The normal type rolled over on its back.

“Oh, Arceus Alive!” Rosa exclaimed, bringing her hands up to cover her mouth. The massive, thicc, red rocket that lay between Eevee’s legs was longer than the normal type’s torso, with a knot the size of Rosa’s fist. A damp spot began to form on Rosa’s frilly shorts. Her nipples stiffened under her T-shirt.

BA-BUMP!

Arousal was coursing through Rosa’s veins like blood. She sat up straight, pushing her massive chest out. Slowly, her head twisted around, looking back down the alley she had come from. No one was batting an eye at it. Her head looked around the area. To her delight and pure surprise, there were no visible security cameras. Her eyes then returned to Eevee, its massive cock still laying across the normal type’s body.

“So … Eevee,” Rosa purred, seduction in her voice, “You ever been with a human?”

“Eevee.”

Rosa’s pathetic whimpers and moans were muffled by both of her hands lying across her mouth. Her face was bright red, flushed with arousal. Bright white hearts shone in her brown pupils as she did her best to contain her frantic shrieks of pleasure. The massive cock of the normal type was now buried into her sopping wet pussy, stretching the top-heavy slut to her limits. The turgid red rocket was pressing up against all of Rosa’s most sensitive spots, sending jolt after jolt of pleasure rushing up her spine. Rosa’s massive, backbreaking tits were jiggling and bouncing wildly on her chest, shifting in tandem with the normal types of frantic thrusts. Her thick nipples were stiff and exposed to the air. The busty brunette was lying completely naked in Founder’s Field with a normal-type Pokémon buried up to the knot inside of her.

If Eevee puts that knot inside me I’m done for! Rosa thought There’s no way it won’t make me scream and cum!

The Eevee let out a moan of its name as its massive cock bucked inside of Rosa’s tight twat, engorging itself. The already thick dick grew bigger still, making the bulge in Rosa’s stomach that much more prominent as she felt the tip erupt with a spray of pre-seed into her womb. Rosa’s toes curled as pleasure washed over her body. The throbbing veins of the normal type’s cock pressed up against her most sensitive spots. Rosa’s eyes rolled up into her head. She felt the grasp of her hands on her mouth falter for a moment, but she quickly renewed her grip. Eevee paid Rosa’s plight little mind, continuing to rut into the busty slut like she was nothing but a toy to be played with. Rosa’s face was flushed with arousal, eyes rolling back in her head as her cunt was reshaped by the massive cock inside of her. She could repeatedly feel the knot pressing against her puffy, plump, soaked lips. She wanted it, desperately, but knew if she had it, she’d be discovered.

Fuck! I don’t want this Eevee to stop! I need that knot! I need that knot. But if I’m knotted half the city will hear me scream!

Eevee’s thrusts grew more and more forceful, making Rosa’s entire body lurch back and forth. The busty whore’s swollen chest only made her shaking more prominent, the weight of her chest moving the rest of her. Rosa’s fingers curled tighter around her mouth, desperate to hold in the moans. Her cunt clenched around the cock, gripping against the Eevee’s puffy veins. The thick, turgid cock was throbbing against all of her most sensitive spots, as the tip beat against her innermost wall over and over again. No matter how much her pussy squeezed around the dick, attempting to milk its load out, Eevee persisted.

Soooooo thick~! Soooooooo good~! Rosa’s brain was melting; she could feel herself losing the war of control over her own body. Her back arched, and her entire form was gooseflesh, sensitive to every subtle thing around her. She could feel every individual blade of grass on her back and ass as Eevee pounded her into the dirt. Her fingers were desperately clinging to her jaw, but she could feel the power of them fading.

Gonna cum~! Gonna cum~! Gonna cum~! Rosa’s eyes rolled back in her head, one of her eyelids fluttering shut. Her twat tightened like a vise around Eevee’s cock, her love tunnel completely collapsing as a gushing spray of squirt watered the spot where she was being fucked by the normal type. The Evolution Pokémon winced, grunting its name as a shot of pre-seed erupted from its tip straight against Rosa’s innermost wall, giving her uterus a fresh clear coating of pre-seed. Rosa screamed against her mouth, her tongue attempting to break through her digits to crest into the air. Her entire body was shaking as if Eevee’s cock was a live wire. Her toes curled in her shoes so hard they cracked.

“Eevee~!” The Pokémon moaned, thrusting forward into Rosa’s pussy. The busty whore’s mind shattered into a thousand tiny pieces as she felt the thick knot of the normal type push through her lips and fill her spasming pussy. Before her current orgasm ended, Rosa’s next finish began. A renewed jet of squirt erupted from the busty whore’s twat, soaking the Pokémon inside of her like it had just been dunked in a bathtub. Rosa threw her head back, leaving her hands behind.

“FUCK YES~!” She screamed, the sound echoing off the concrete and glass slabs that surrounded Founder’s Field. A long moan of pure ecstatic pleasure followed as Rosa threw her arms up, thrashing wildly. Her big, jiggly tits were bouncing wildly on her chest as if they were moving completely independently of the rest of her body.

Eevee proved vulnerable as well. It's already massive red rocket engorged itself even thicker, making the bulge in Rosa’s stomach that much more prominent. That bulge disappeared a moment later, however, as Rosa began to swell with the normal type’s excessive cumshot.

“Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuck~!” Rosa bit her lip, purring as the afterglow of her first orgasm set in, her second still spraying her squirt into the grass. Her belly grew bigger and bigger, matching her tits for size in no time at all. One of Rosa’s weakened arms came up, caressing her huge belly.

A gut full of Pokémon cum. This is what I was made for She thought as a cock drunk smile spread across her face. The afterglow of her second orgasm hit, the dopamine completely taking Rosa’s cognition. Her arms were slack, falling to her side as the nude, busty, cum-stuffed whore lay splayed out like a Staryu in Founder’s Field. Eevee pulled its shrinking cock from Rosa’s cunt, with a retch of cum flowing out after, leaking in a thick river flow of white from her beat-up, reddened pussy.

“Haaaaah~” Rosa purred, her eyes fluttering shut, “I love Pokémon. I really do.”

“Eevee.”

Her eyes opened to find the normal type had made its way up to Rosa’s head, sitting on its hind legs and wagging its impressively fluffy tail.

“Your cock is amazing,” Rosa moaned, “I’m definitely not the first human you’ve fucked. Someone in the city is a kinky little freak like me. But if they’re not going to claim you, I will. How’d you like to cum and travel with me? I can be your trainer and your on-call pocket pussy. That sound good? We can battle and fuck every day.”

“Eevee!” The normal type beamed, smiling at Rosa with shut eyes.

Rosa licked her lips, already hungry for more. Her weak hand reached into her tote bag, flopping it open. She haphazardly searched around inside, finding an empty Pokéball. She lacked the strength in that moment to pull it from the bag, so instead she pulled the bag down onto its side, letting the ball roll out. Eevee leapt forward, pressing the button with its nose.

By some miracle, Rosa wasn’t discovered nude in Founder’s Field with a stomach full of Eevee cum. She managed to redress herself (with some difficulty due in part to her sensitive and weakened body from the orgasms, and in part due to the seemingly unending flow of cum leaking from her well-fucked pussy). With plenty of ginger steps so as to not turn herself on again to the point of orgasm, Rosa made her way back to the Pokémon Centre. She was caressing her big belly of nut sludge as she moved through the sliding doors. To her surprise, Hilda was in the lobby, also sporting a big, swollen stomach.

“Oh, Rosa!” Hilda exclaimed as she saw the busty slut entering. Each of the cousins clocked each other’s belly.

“Cum?” Rosa asked.

“You know it!” Hilda replied with a grin.

“Finally found a ‘thug’ you didn’t mind then?” Rosa asked with a chuckle.

“Uhhh … yeah … what about you?” Hilda replied bashfully, putting a hand behind her head and scratching at her huge ponytail, “Did you run into Hugh or something? You seem a lot more chipper.”

“Well … dick is the best medicine,” Rosa replied with a giggle, turning slightly red.

I know she’s open-minded… but will she judge me if I tell her I’m a Poképhile? Both Hilda and Rosa thought at the same time, giving each other another once over. She’ll probably think I’m a freak.

“Listen,” Hilda said quickly, trying to change the subject both out loud and in her mind, “I … I have a gift for you. I know this won’t fix the pain of what happened, but … it’s a start.”

Hilda reached into her bag and pulled out a Pokéball, presenting it to her cousin.

“I … I went and caught you a Drilbur. Ground type, it’ll evolve into Ground-Steel. That’s a bit of overlap with your Riolu, but it puts some diversity back onto your team for now. Fighting, Grass, and Normal don’t get you a lot.”

“Oh… wow,” Was all Rosa managed to say, plucking the Pokéball from Hilda’s hands, “T-thank you. I truly don’t know what to say.”

Hilda grinned, “I’ve been thinking about Burgh’s gym. With uhm … Magby, in recovery, it’s gonna be a real uphill battle for you. Bug is good against Grass and Fighting. I don’t think Herdier can do it alone. But … I had an idea. I think you can win a war of attrition.”

Rosa looked up, “I think I might have something for that. I just caught a new Pokémon myself!”

“Really?!” Hilda exclaimed, “What did you pick up?!”

After a few days of training and getting used to her new team, Rosa Whitley, accompanied by her cousin and mentor, Hilda Blackburn, arrived at Burgh’s gym. They had the first appointment that day, entering the massive skyscraper. Inside was a stark white art studio, covered in spider webs and cocoons.

“Burgh’s art is all about transformations,” Hilda explained, “He’s a very … colourful artist.”

“It almost seems like a stereotype, doesn’t it?” Rosa asked, “The gay artist who paints with rainbows?”

Hilda shrugged, “Hey, he’s his own person. But … his bug types are no joke. They hit hard. Nothing you have will deal Super Effective damage, and your Servine is especially vulnerable.

Rosa nodded, “Focus on status changes. Lowering his defence and accuracy, raising my attack.”

“Exactly. You’ve got this,” Hilda gave her cousin a confident smile.

The duo entered the main cocoon. A massive dome in the middle of the room. Inside, the floor was covered in a puddle of paint, all different colours, creating a bright rainbow in contrast with the stark white around them.”

Burgh stood confidently in the middle of the cocoon, easels on either side of him. He put a hand over his chest, bowing slightly.

“Before we start, Ms Whitley, I want you to know it truly warms my heart to see you are doing okay,” Burh gave her a nod, “I weep for what happened in those sewers. Please know that my thoughts are with your Magby and Flaaffy.”

Rosa nodded, “Thank you. And know today my win is dedicated to them.”

Burgh grinned, standing up straight “Right, then let us begin!”

He tossed a Net Ball forward. In a flash of white light, his Pokémon emerged.

“Go! Swadloon!” He called.

The grass/bug type landed in the puddle of paint, staring ahead with a stern look. It looked like a tiny green wall.

“Herdier! Let’s win this!” Rosa called, tossing her Pokéball forward (an action that made her titanic tits jiggle wildly).

Burgh grinned, “Let’s see your skill! Swadloon! String Shot!”

“Work up, Herdier!” Rosa ordered. The normal type let out an aggressive growl, standing firm as the sticky strings enraptured it. The normal type bearing its fang instead, as the coarse blue hair on its back began to stand up on end.

“Now, Swadloon! Razor Leaf!”

“Work up again, Herdier!” Rosa ordered.

Burgh’s face was one of shock at the order. His eyes quickly looked to Hilda, then back to Rosa. The normal type roared in pain as it took several slashes to its body, but obeyed, tanking the hit as it continued to work itself up, steam starting to rise off the Loyal Dog Pokémon. It was standing tall but clearly damaged.

“Clever,” Burgh nodded, stroking his chin, “But ultimately pointless! Your boosted attack won’t matter when your Pokéon faints! Razor Leaf again! Finish this dog off!”

“Use Tackle, Herdier!” Rosa ordered with confidence in her voice.

The lethargic normal type, slowed by the String Shot, charged forward. Its attack was laboured, clear and easy to predict. Each step took a few seconds to complete. Another flurry of Razor Leafs rushed towards the Loyal Dog Pokémon. Herdier howled in pain as it charged through, taking more wounds, dipping its head to avoid taking a hit straight to the face. But it powered through. The green/bug type let out a cry of shock as the normal type burst through the green mirage. Herdier threw its paws forward, connecting with the Swadloon with a hard Tackle. The grass/bug type was thrown backwards across the field.

A critical hit! Amazing! Rosa’s face lit up as she clenched her fist in determination I can do this!

Herdier was breathing hard; the Razor Leafs had taken their toll. The Swadloon slowly lumbered back upright, also haggard from the hit. Both trainers took a moment, assessing the battlefield.

One more hit Rosa thought Just take one more hit and we win!

“Swadloon!” Burgh called dramatically, “End this! Razor Leaf!”

“Tackle again, Herdier!” Rosa ordered, “Take that Swadloon down!”

The sight was all too familiar as Herdier charged headlong into a barrage of leaves, howling in pain as it was slashed all over. The normal type had been slowed just enough by the String Shot to leave it unable to dodge. But, like before, the normal type burst through, connecting with a hard tackle. Swadloon hit the ground with spirals in its eyes.

“Yes!” Rosa cried.

“Good work, Swadloon,” Burgh said, recalling the Pokémon, “Rest now.”

“Herdier, return,” Rosa called as well, bringing her Pokémon off the field. She twisted the ball around, planting a soft kiss on her Pokéball. “Great job, now rest.”

“Excellent work,” Burgh commented, bringing Rosa’s attention back to the battle, “But … that was but one of my Pokémon. My Dwebble will be trouble for you.”

The bug/rock type appeared from the Net Ball in a bright flash of white.

“I think I have an answer for that,” Rosa replied as she threw her own Pokéball (once again making her gargantuan backbreakers shake and bounce as if they were moving independently of her).

“Drilbur!” The ground type roared, clacking its razor-sharp claws together.

Burgh grinned, placing his hands on his loose hips, “Ahhh, I think I’m starting to understand your strategy. But, be warned, Gym Leaders can be quite versatile. Dweblle, use Rock Polish!”

Rosa’s eyes opened wide with panic Shit, he has status moves too! String Shot was one thing but … Rock Polish … doesn’t that raise attack?!

The Rock Inn Pokémon began to clean its home, making the large stone on its back begin to glimmer.

Stay focused, Rosa She barked at herself in her mind If it's using a status move then it can’t attack you. This means you can use status moves too.

“Mud-Slap, Drilbur!” Rosa shouted. The ground type took a determined stance. It leapt forward, closing the distance between itself and Dwebble. The Mole Pokémon swung its long metal claws down, splashing the paint up and towards the Dweblle. The bug/rock type let out a sudden shout as the liquid landed upon it.

“Now, Drilbur! Dig!” Rosa commanded before Burgh could get a word in. The ground type shouted its name with joy, throwing its head back and sticking its claws up in the air. The Mole Pokémon leapt up and shifted into a diving form before disappearing into a cloud of smoke as it burrowed into the cocoon.

“Stay sharp, Dwebble,” Burgh called, “Use Rock Polish again.”

The Dwebble repeated its move from before, as the arena beneath them rumbled with Drilbur’s burrowing. Burgh’s eyes were scanning the ground in a panic, looking for where the opponent might surface. Rosa stood across from him with a grin on her face.

DAWOOM!!

The cocoon strands erupted in an explosive blow from below. Dwebble let out a roar of shock as it was tossed into the air. Drilbur flew upwards out of the hole it had put under Dwebble, landing on its feet.

“There you are!” Burgh called, “Smack Down!”

Dwebble twisted around, still up in the air. Its orange claw reached back, digging into the large piece of rock on its back, breaking off a chunk. The bug/rock type winced, blinking several times as it tried to see through the compromised eyes.

With a heave, the piece of rock rushed through the air, straight at Drilbur. The ground type was thrown backwards as the stone shattered against Drilbur’s stomach. The Mole Pokémon let out a groan as it was tossed backwards, sliding through a puddle of paint.

Damn it, Dwebble’s accuracy is still too high Rosa thought.

The Dwebble finally landed, on its claws, ready for more.

“Another Smack Down!” Burgh commanded, “Before it gets back underground!”

“Quick, Drilbur, Dig again!”

In a flash, the Rock Inn Pokémon had ripped another rock off its inn. With a quick flick, the stone rocketed across the battlefield, connecting with Drilbur’s snout as the Mole Pokémon struggled back to its feet. Drilbur stumbled backwards, clearly thrown for a loop by the impact.

Drilbur’s Mud-Slap did nothing … Rosa realised, her eyes opening wide. All the same, her Drilbur managed to get underground, though lacking the flare that its first venture into the webs had had.

Burgh grinned, “Stay calm, Dwebble. Use Rock Polish. We’ll finish off this Drilbur when it resurfaces.”

I don’t think Drilbur can take another Rock Polish boosted Smack Down Rosa thought, gritting her teeth. Her eyes were wide as she scanned the battlefield, waiting for her Pokémon to resurface. And he still has one more Pokémon after this. But so do I!

DA-WOOM!

Another eruption of cocoon strands flew upwards in a puff of white. The bug/rock Pokémon was thrown high and backwards into the air. Drilbur crawled out of the hole, unable to propel itself up into the air in the same manner as before. The ground type looked a bit worse for wear, clearly starting to feel the pain of the two Smack Downs it had endured.

Brugh grinned, throwing his arm out to his side, “Now, Dwebble. Finish this off, Sma-”

The Gym Leader’s arm dropped to his side as Dwebble crashed down into a puddle of paint, sending every colour in the rainbow splashing upwards. The Rock Inn Pokémon rolled over a few times, then lay completely still. As the smoke of the impact cleared, Brugh could see spirals in Dwebble’s eyes.

Rosa let out a gasping chuckle of disbelief, relief washing over her body, “Arceus Alive …” She muttered, suddenly feeling weak in the knees.

A beam of red energy surrounded the Dwebble, returning it to its Net Ball. Burgh took a moment, smiling at the speciality ball in his hand.

“You did brilliantly, rest easy,” He said, returning the ball to his belt.

Rosa returned Drilbur to its Pokéball as well, kissing it the same way she had kissed Herdier. You’re both getting all of my holes tonight

A hand clasped her shoulder, reminding Rosa she was still in the real world. She turned her head to her left to see Hilda standing beside her.

“Good work, but you’re not out of the woods yet,” Hilda stated, “Burgh still has his ace.”

“I’m two-nil,” Rosa replied with a hint of confusion in her voice, “I-I know I shouldn’t celebrate early but I think I’ve got this.”

“I’m not saying you don’t. Just remember that Herdier and Drilbur didn’t make it through their matches cleanly,” Hilda explained, “Don’t take risks thinking they’re fallback options. Odds are Leavanny will drop them both in a single hit.”

Rosa nodded to her cousin, “Right.”

She grabbed her last Pokéball for the battle. With another throw (that made her tits bounce and jiggle wildly), Rosa’s Eevee entered the battlefield. Burgh grinned at the sight before him.

“Well, well, down to my ace. But let me warn you,” Burgh called, bringing his last Net Ball up in dramatic fashion, “This one is the Queen of my hive!”

He tossed it forward, summoning his Leavanny.

The bug/grass type let out a rather soothing call of its name, spreading its razor-like appendages wide.

“We got this, Eevee,” Rosa called to her normal type.

“Eevee!” It replied, taking a confident, battle-ready stance.

“Now, Leavanny, use String Shot,” Burgh ordered.

“Sand Attack!” Rosa called. Both Pokémon growled out their names at the command, leaping into action. Like Drilbur before it, Eevee slammed its paws into the puddles of paint, sending a colourful spray up towards the ace of the gym. Leavanny opened its mouth, sending a spray of white strings out at Eevee. The normal type, like Herdier before it, found itself covered in the sticky webs. Leavanny, like Dwebble before it, took a spray of colour to the face, recoiling back slightly.

One wasn’t enough for Dwebble. But I know this thing will hit like a tank Rosa reasoned. Her eyes flicked down to her Eevee, looking at the String Shot now covering it. Too slow to dodge anyways. And all our training was focused on tanking hits!

“Sand Attack again!” Rosa ordered.

“Razor Leaf, Leavanny! Let’s finish this quickly!” Burgh ordered.

Leavanny blinked several times, bringing its razor-like appendages up to its face in a futile attempt to remove the paint. Eevee kicked into the paint again, sending another splash into the grass/bug type’s face. The ace of the gym whipped its head back and forth, trying to brush off the disturbance. A haphazard swing of its blade arm sent a whirlwind of leaves flying towards the normal type.

“Eevee!” The Evolution Pokémon shouted, pushing off the ground with all its might. The attack flew past the normal type, slamming into the ground, hitting nothing.

A gasp of relief escaped Rosa’s lips as she felt her entire body lurch. A hand came up to her massive chest, pressing into her soft breasts with relief. Eevee landed on its feet, facing down the Leavanny.

“Bite!” Rosa ordered.

“Don’t let it get close, Razor Leaf!” Burgh ordered.

The Leavanny was struggling to keep its eyes open for more than a few seconds. Another swing saw its Razor Leaf flying wide, Eevee not even needing to dodge. The normal type bore its fangs, digging into the Nurturing Pokémon’s ankles.

“LEAVANNY!” It roared as Eevee let go, retreating quickly.

“Don’t let it slip away! Razor Leaf!” Burgh ordered.

Leavanny swung, completely unsure of where Eevee was. The attack missed again, slamming into the wall of the cocoon.

“Don’t let up, Eevee! Take another Bite!” Rosa ordered.

Eevee turned on its heel, charging back in and putting another vicious Bite into Leavanny’s other ankle. The bug/grass type let out a holler of pain as Eevee ran away again, putting some distance between the two. The ace of the gym opened its eye, letting the sting of the paint in to get a bead on where Eevee was.

Burgh grinned, “Cut!”

The Leavanny swung, sending a sharp cut through the air.

“Eevee!” The normal type hollered in pain as it took its first hit of the match.

That’s okay. I’ve already hit Leavanny twice Rosa thought. Eevee stumbled but managed to stand strong, turning to face Leavanny again.

Rosa took a moment to examine the Leavanny. The bug/grass type looked tired, its eyes closed yet again.

Eevee can take at least one more hit before I should worry. That Leavanny doesn’t look like it could Rosa thought it missed three of its four attacks. And I still have Herdier and Drilbur. I … I think I’ve won! But … Hilda said don’t believe that until it's true!

She clenched her fist, “Quick Attack, Eevee!”

Burgh sucked in air in a panic, “Shit, Leavanny! Quick! Use Cut!”

The Leavanny’s head twisted around, the antenna on its head trying to find Eevee as its eyes faltered. The normal type charged forward. Leavanny swung its head towards Eevee. Its razor-like appendage swung out, throwing the Cut towards Eevee. Rosa didn’t flinch, watching as the glowing slash flew wide passed Eevee and slammed into the wall behind it. Eevee leapt up, slamming into Leavanny and sending the bug/grass type to the ground. The Nurturing Pokémon hit the ground, spirals in its eyes.

“You did it!” Hilda shouted, throwing both of her arms up into the air. Rosa inhaled, letting out a calming breath.

Magby … Flaaffy … that was for you She thought.

Burgh returned his Leavanny to his Net Ball, offering it words of encouragement that Rosa couldn’t hear. Eevee sprinted back over to her feet, nuzzling against her. Rosa looked down at the normal type past her titanic tits, giving the Evolution Pokémon a warm smile.

“Great work, Eevee,” She praised it, reaching down and collecting the normal type off the ground. Eevee grinned, nuzzling against Rosa’s massive breasts, pressing its face into her tits.

“Good work, Rosa Whitley,” Burgh declared as he stepped over to her, a smile on his face, “It is my honour to present to you the Insect Badge.”

He held up the metal piece. Rosa studied the green and gold object for a moment before collecting it from him.

“You are an excellent trainer,” Burgh nodded, “And one with a lot of determination, able to overcome any obstacle or setback.”

Rosa grinned and gestured to Hilda, “I … have help.”

Burgh nodded, “You two make an excellent team.”

“Thanks,” Hilda smiled, though it felt a bit hollow, as she remembered all the fighting that seemed to always cause friction the moment they were starting to synergise.

“Where are you off to next?” Burgh asked.

“We head for Nimbasa tomorrow,” Rosa explained.

“It’ll be tough passing through the desert, but we can make it,” Hilda added.

Burgh nodded, “Nimbasa, Elesa. Your Drilbur will serve you well there.”

Rosa nodded, “We’ll be training the whole way.”

“Not that you need much of it,” Hilda chuckled, “You just won your first Gym Badge in a sweep, you know that, right?”

“Hmm?” Rosa turned her head, a confused look on her face, “What are you talking about?”

“Herdier and Drilbur. They didn’t faint. You won in a sweep,” Hilda replied, “You’re getting stronger.”

Rosa’s face contorted for a moment, processing her cousin’s words. Then a wide smile of excitement settled in.
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