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Layla’s Slutty Pokemon Adventure	By : PenToPaper Category: +M through R > Pokemon Views: 23682 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Pokémon or any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from writing this story.

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**Authors note: This ended up being waaaay longer than I was expecting. Sorry for the long wait. Hope you enjoy**

Layla stepped through the front door of her childhood home, closing it behind her. She straightened and smoothed out her tube top and skirt, happy to have the warm morning sun beat down on her body. Reaching down with one hand she gently touched her clit through her panties. She inhaled sharply at the touch, still very sensitive and wet with arousal from the earlier fun and goodbye kisses with her mother and sister.
“If only I had time,” she thought to herself, biting her lip and moving her hand away. “But I really need to get going, I’m already late as it is.” She pushed her horniness to the back of her mind and ran down the steps of the porch. Layla hurriedly followed the gravel paths and signs through the small town towards Professor Melvin’s research lab, her hair and tiny skirt blowing in the wind, revealing even more of her ass and cheeky yellow panties than normal.

After a short while and many surprised but lust-filled stares from onlookers, Layla came upon the Research Lab. She didn’t react to the stares but smiled inwardly, happily accepting their wordless compliments toward her little outfit and tight, exposed body. She had mostly forgotten about her arousal on the way over, but being openly gawked at by the public turned her on...even more so than she anticipated.
The lab wasn’t a huge building, but it was the biggest in their quiet little town. Made from tan brick, the wooden windows were open to welcome in the pleasant weather. Layla approached the building but stopped for a moment to catch her breath. A plaque mounted on the outside wall next to the front doors read “Melvin, Professor of Pokemon Research”. She took a deep breath, collected herself, and pushed through the front doors.
A short entryway led to a spacious, well-lit, and spotlessly clean room. Both sides of the room were lined with large desks that housed computers and other sophisticated looking machines. Each station was occupied by brainy-looking junior scientists under the tutelage of Professor Melvin. Their white lab coats matched the spotless walls and floor of the building they worked in. Directly between Layla and the researchers was a small reception area with a young woman speaking to someone on the phone while focused on typing information into the computer in front of her. Layla approached her to check in for her appointment.
“...yes we look forward to their arrival. Thank you very much. Good day.” the receptionist said into the phone, and hung it up with a quiet click. “Oh hello, I didn’t see you come in. How can I help you dear?” she asked, looking up at Layla.
Layla folded her arms on top of the reception counter, leaning in as she blushed slightly. The receptionist was an attractive woman, most likely in her early 20’s. She had red hair tied into a tight pony tail, soft features with a warm expression on her face and a modest black blouse containing her large boobs that was decorated with a blue Pokeball pin above her right breast.
“Hi, my name’s Layla. Today is my 18th birthday and I’m here to collect my first pokemon,” she said, unable to conceal her excitement. She focused on holding the woman’s gaze, trying very hard to resist the urge to stare down at her tits.
“Oh yes of course,” the woman said cheerfully, “there was a young man here earlier. He left about a half hour ago but he was also collecting his first Pokemon. Professor Melvin has been expecting you.”
Layla blushed a little harder. “Yeah sorry I’m a little late, I was...delayed this morning,” she apologized.
“That’s okay, you still made it here with plenty of time,” the receptionist said with a smile. “This way please. The Professor is ready for you so I’ll take you to him immediately,” she said, getting up from her chair. She stepped around the reception counter and looked over to Layla. Her eyes widened in surprise as she was finally able to see Layla completely, her body no longer hidden behind the desk and counter of her work station.
“Uhh, oh wow. I, uhh, like your outfit.” she muttered, pausing for a brief second. Recovering from the initial surprise, she continued, “I wish I didn’t have to wear these boring clothes but we have a strict dress code here. Your skirt and heels are so cute!”
“Thanks I really like them” Layla replied, blushing somewhat again as she twisted and turned a little bit to give her a better view.
The receptionist looked Layla up and down and nodded. “Yes very nice. You have an excellent body. Those skimpy clothes suit you well.” Her mind snapped back to the task at hand. “Right,” she said, “follow me please.” She turned on her heel and headed towards the junior scientists.
The room was fully alive with activity. Scientists busy typing away on computers, moving equipment, testing different objects while furiously writing down research notes. One station in the corner had a small Pokemon on its table, little cables hanging from it as data flashed across the computer screen. All the scientists wore the same long white lab coat as they worked, and they all paused their work to look up as the receptionist led Layla through the room.
Layla followed a few steps behind the receptionist as she led her to the Professor. From behind her Layla had a nice view of her round ass, her hips moving back and forth as she walked in tight work pants. She couldn’t help but wish the receptionist’s clothing showed more skin. “It must suck having such strict dress policies,” she thought to herself.
The two girls continued on their way, and Layla quickly felt the scientists’ attention shift from their work to the two of them. Layla noted the staff was mostly men, containing only a handful of women employees. As she was led through the room the stares continued as she felt the familiar feeling of eyes checking out her body. Many of the male scientists pulled the lab coats around them tighter, some even buttoned them closed. Layla giggled as she realized they were hiding their erections, and her panties started to get a little wet as she was instantly turned on by their lusty stares. “It’s probably not every day they have a slut walking through here,” she thought.
A mental image suddenly flashed through her mind. She envisioned all the scientists lined up with unzipped pants as she was laying naked on one of their tables, happily taking all the man meat she could fit into her holes. She smiled dirtily at the thought, her panties now very wet. She hoped no one would notice, knowing fully well her micro skirt was so short it didn’t come down far enough to cover her crotch. On second thought, she kinda hoped someone would notice.
The two girls reached the far end of the large research room and entered a smaller room. A man sat next to a table with two Pokeballs sitting on it.
“Professor Melvin, this is Layla. She’s here for her first Pokémon,” the receptionist announced, putting an arm around Layla’s shoulders as she presented her forward.
“Splendid!” the man exclaimed, rising from his seat.
The receptionist turned back to Layla. “This is where I leave you. I’m Sammy by the way, it was nice to meet you. Good luck...cutie.” She moved her head in close and whispered the last word, at the same time moving her hand from Layla’s shoulder down under her skirt, easily cupping her entire left ass cheek, giving it a firm squeeze. Her job now done, she exited the room.
Layla closed her eyes, quickly letting out a moan as her body was suddenly groped. And then the hand was gone from under her skirt and Sammy disappeared from the room. Layla opened her eyes, disappointed. Her eyes shifted to the man standing in front of her.
“Hello young lady, and happy birthday. You must be very excited. I’m Professor Melvin,” the professor said, extending his hand in greeting. He was younger than Layla had expected, most likely in his 30’s. Quite young for a professor running a Pokémon research lab. Standing just over 6 foot, he had a slim but sturdy looking frame sporting a similar white lab coat to the rest of his employees, which was open to reveal a plain grey tshirt and jeans. His dusty light brown hair was cut short, matching a trimmed beard.
“Hi Professor, it’s nice to meet you,” Layla said as she shook his hand. “Sorry I wasn’t here earlier,” she apologized, releasing his hand. Trying to act somewhat professional, she let both her arms hang down in front of her, grabbing her right wrist with her left hand, hoping her hands would keep the wet crotch of her panties from view. After being gawked at by the townsfolk on her way here, her booty abruptly squeezed by the receptionist and seeing all the junior scientists get hard as they checked her out as she walked by, her pussy was completely wet and burning with need.
“Don’t worry about it! It’s not a big deal,” Professor Melvin assured her. “Having multiple starting trainers on the same day is exhausting. And they always argue about who gets which starter, etc. One-on-one’s are better anyway. That being said, the boy here earlier already claimed his starter, so there’s only two left. Are you ready to meet them?” he asked excitedly.
“Yes please,” Layla confirmed, nodding in anticipation. Melvin walked over to the small table and picked up both Pokeballs, tossing them and releasing the Pokemon within. A Caterpie and Weedle appeared on the ground at Layla’s feet. The two Pokemon looked at each other and then around the room, finally looking up at Layla and the professor.
Layla looked at the bug Pokémon in confusion. “These...are the choices of starter Pokémon?” she asked.
“Um, yes. We’ve had some trouble getting the normal starters lately. Sammy informed me earlier that Professor Darwin is sending us some but they will not arrive for a few days unfortunately. But tradition is tradition and today you have become of age so I have these two Pokemon, available to you to start your journey,” Professor Melvin explained, an apologetic look on his face. “I know they aren’t the normal starters but train them well and they’ll do just fine, right guys?”
Weedle and Caterpie seemingly nodded, happily exclaiming their names in confirmation. Layla frowned, pouting with puckered lips in clear disapproval. “Are you sure you don’t have ANY other Pokémon you could offer me,” she asked, folding her hands together with her arms outstretched in front of her, teasingly turning her body back and forth, allowing her arms to push her tits out seductively.
“Uhh, well I might have one more low-level Pokemon that I recently caught. But it’s part of my personal collection so I don’t know if I want to give it up,” Professor Melvin confessed. He caught himself staring at her breasts in her tight tube top while she “pouted” and quickly looked away. He retrieved the two Pokeballs and recalled the bug Pokémon, returning the balls to the table.
Layla could see the front of his jeans starting to push out a little further than before. She smiled, removed her backpack and placed it on the floor, then starting to walk towards him. “I’m sure we could come to an...agreement,” she said sultrily, pulling the bottom of her shirt up over her boobs and her head, tossing it aside. She then unzipped her skirt, letting it slide down her legs and hit the floor next to her tube top.
“Lucky for you I’m a slut. And my dripping wet pussy is aching for a cock right now,” she purred, reaching down and setting to work undoing his pants.
“Uhhh wait...what? This is very inappropriate, you can’t be serious,” the Professor started to protest, placing his hands on her shoulders and gently trying to push her away. Layla’s iron grip on his pants didn’t budge, refusing to back down as she unzipped his pants and dropped them to his ankles.
“Come on Professor, help me out with a better starter Pokemon and I’ll help you out. I’ve always heard how dedicated to your research you are, I doubt you’ve gotten laid lately.” She reached a hand down his boxers, grasping and immediately stroking his hardening cock. “Why do you think I dress like such a slut?” she continued seductively, noting how his breathing was getting heavier as his resistance was quickly fading. “I’m the easiest whore you’ll ever meet. Please stuff my pussy with your big dick, I need it so bad right now.”
Professor Melvin looked at Layla, his lust filled gaze finally matching her own. Without saying a word he moved his hands from her shoulders down to her waist, hooking two fingers into her panties and pulling them down to her thighs. In the same motion he pushed her up against the wall and dropped his boxers. Layla grinned triumphantly as his dick sprang free, fully erect. Her grin was quickly replaced by a gasp as he stepped forward, pushing his body up against hers as he pushed his cock deep inside her, immediately slamming into her wet cunt at a quick pace.
“Yes! Oh my god you’re so big. Yes fuck me! Just keep fucking me!!” Layla screamed, losing her mind at the waves of pleasure flowing through her. Melvin continued assaulting her insides, causing her panties to slide the rest of the way down her legs to the floor. She stepped out of them and spread her legs wider as her slut instincts took over. She was a slutty little whore and simply wanted the Professor’s cock as deep inside her as possible.
“You like my tight teen pussy?” she teased, hanging her head back in pleasure as Melvin continued rutting inside her. “Tight little bitch. Gonna cum,” he grunted in response. “Yes baby, yes. Cum inside me! I’m your whore! Your cum dumpster! Use my pussy!” Layla exclaimed, feeling his dick starting to throb inside her.
Seconds later, Melvin grunted again as he emptied his load into Layla’s waiting cunt, continuing to slowly pound up into her womb. Layla gasped as she felt his warm sticky seed fill up her insides.
Melvin reached behind her, unclipped her bra and ripped it from her body, allowing her large tits to bounce free. He then pulled out from inside her and picked her up, walking over to the table in the middle of the room. Slapping the Pokeballs off the table he put the naked slut back down on her feet facing away and pushed her face-down. Forcing her to bend over, her boobs squished against the table as he pushed his still hard cock back inside her pussy, immediately resuming his fast pace as she wrapped tightly around his prick.
“Oh shit yes, you’re gonna make me cum! Fuck me like the slut that I am!” Layla screamed again, her body overcome with pleasure at the rough treatment.
The room once again filled with the sounds of skin slapping against skin, heavy breathing, and pleasured screams. Layla was sure the other employees could hear her yelling obscenities at the top of her lungs while her cunt was plundered by the glorious cock inside her. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head as another countless wave of pleasure washed over her. She was in heaven.
“I’m...gonna...cumming,” she barely managed to mutter as her pussy clenched tight around his shaft.
“Oh shit,” Melvin exclaimed, “I’m gonna lose it!”
He pulled out of Layla and she quickly got up from the table and onto her knees, closing her eyes and opening her mouth wide in welcome. His second orgasm struck hard, spraying his large load onto Layla’s face, chest and stomach. When he was finally done raining on her she had a nice layer of seed coating her skin.
Layla rested on her knees for a few minutes, completely spent and covered in warm sticky cum. She used two fingers to push nearby cum into her mouth and swirl it around her big tits and pierced nipples, quietly giggling as she did so.
“Well I guess this is yours now,” the Professor said. He walked over to her and held out a Pokeball in front of her face. “It’s a Pikachu. I’m sure the whole building heard us so you should probably get going. You were right though, it had been a long time since I got laid. So, uhh thanks I guess. Sorry about the mess.” he apologized.
Layla stood up and accepted the Pokeball, standing on shaky legs. “It’s no problem, I love when I get covered inside and out. Thanks for the good fuck,” she winked. She gathered her scattered clothes, redressing in only her bra and panties as to not get her top and skirt covered in cum, putting those safely away in her backpack. She was a dirty girl, but she liked her clothes clean. With backpack in hand she left the Professor to his duties, walking through the main research room with her head held high.
If it was a rare occasion when a slut walked through the Research Lab, it was like a unicorn sighting to have a cum covered, half naked slut pass through. Layla walked through the rows of computers and scientists with a smile on her face, her bra and panties barely covering her as her face and body still dripped with a layer of cum. She was sure the look of total shock some of the employees gave at her appearance as she passed by was an act, given how loud she had been with the Professor. Still, she appreciated the effort. However, most of the reactions were the opposite.
Many of the men eyed her with grins and even muted claps as they nodded their approval. A few of the women employees joined in in agreement, wishing they could be as free-spirited as she was.
Layla reached the reception area after soaking in all the attention she could, and her eyes met Sammy’s. Sammy smiled and winked as Layla approached the front doors, giving her a wave goodbye. Today had been a success. Before turning to leave, and because she couldn’t resist, Layla pulled down the cups of her bra, flashing everyone her boobs as she stuck out her tongue playfully. Then she turned around, spanked her ass for good measure and walked back into the daylight.
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