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Make A Wish: Hilda's Erotic Pokemon Journey	By : Faceless0 Category: +M through R > Pokemon Views: 27753 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own pokemon nor do I make any money from writing this

Chapter List
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Chapter Pairing: Hilda/Rattata Pack (3 Rattata Futas)
All three Rattatas have small dicks in this one. Letting it be known in case that turns anyone on/off.
The sex kind of takes a backseat in this chapter and the scene is shorter than all my others, clocking in at less than 1,500 words. Also this is my first time writing group sex and it was a little difficult, especially given the nature of the encounter wasn't exactly what I would call "intimate". Would love feedback on how you think I did. What worked and what I could improve on regarding sex, plot, characters, anything.

The feeling of someone running their fingers through her hair stirred Hilda out of her slumber.
“Hey sleepyhead, rise and shine,” said Rosa.
Hilda fluttered her eyes open. It was still mostly dark outside with only the first rays of light sneaking out, over the horizon. It had to have been close to seven in the morning.
“Rosa? Why are you up so early?” said Hilda.
“I’m going now. My parents want to walk with me to Viridian and I’ll be leaving with them in about an hour. They said they want to see that I make it there safe but I think they’re just having a hard time with the fact I’m going away,” said Rosa.
Hilda grabbed Rosa’s hand that was stroking her head and hugged it into her chest.
“No. You’re not allowed to go. You have to stay with me, at least for another fifteen minutes. Now get naked again and cuddle up next to me,” said Hilda.
“Trust me, I would love to, and for much longer than fifteen minutes. But I already promised them I would go and I have to meet them soon,” said Rosa. “You’ll be lodging at the pokecenter in Viridian tonight though, right? I’m staying there too, so I’ll see you when you get there.”
“Looking forward to it,” said Hilda.
Rosa kissed Hilda’s lips before quietly tiptoeing down the stairs and out of the house as Hilda drifted back to sleep.
It was eleven o’clock when Hilda fully wakened, a couple hours later than she’d prefer. She quickly dressed herself and made her way downstairs where her mother was already up and reading a book on the living room sofa.
“Morning, sweet thing! Did you have fun last night?” said Miss White.
“Uh, yeah. Rosa and I talked for a bit and then we went to sleep,” said Hilda.
“Oh, really? Nothing else?”
“Nope, we were pretty tired.”
“I see. So all the moans and screaming coming from your room last night - that was just my imagination?”
A profound embarrassment seized Hilda when she realized her mother knew what had occurred.
“You heard, didn’t you,” said Hilda.
“Me and everyone in a mile radius,” said Miss White.
Hilda’s reddened face stared at her feet in shame.
“Honey, I’m only teasing you. Don’t feel embarrassed. I was cheering you on the whole time! And Rosa’s such a lovely girl! I didn’t realize she was so kinky either, making you scream to me like that.”
“Mom, if you keep talking, I think I’m going to die.”
Miss White gave a hearty belly laugh.
“I’m sorry honey, it’s just too much fun poking fun at you. Come on, let me make you a nice breakfast before you go off.”
Once Hilda shook off the embarrassment her mother put her through, she was able to fully enjoy spending the last few moments before her journey in her mother’s company. They ate breakfast together and Miss White made sure to stuff Hilda’s knapsack with all sorts of snacks and knickknacks that would certainly be useful but were bordering on overkill. When they were finished, Miss White walked her daughter outside where Hilda released Pyra from her pokeball.
“Oh, this is your pokemon?” said Miss White, “Nice to meet you, I’m Hilda’s mother. Charmander’s have a reputation for being passionate, independent, and fierce pokemon. Is that true for you as well?”
“Yes ma’am, I would say so,” said Pyra.
Miss White chuckled.
“Please, call me Ciara, or Miss White if you insist on being so polite. Now that’s good to hear. My daughter is a dynamic young woman and she needs a pokemon that can keep up with her. Just make sure you keep a handle on it. I’m counting on you to protect my daughter and make sure she gets back here in one piece.”
“Don’t worry about a thing. I’ll take good care of Hilda, Miss White. You have my word,” said Pyra.
“Good,” said Miss White. “Now Hilda, I know I already said my goodbyes yesterday, so just give me a hug and then I’ll let you go. Otherwise I’ll start balling my eyes out again before I make it back inside.”
Hilda embraced her mother in a deep hug.
“I love you mom,” said Hilda.
“I love you too, Hilda,” said Miss White.
Eventually mother and daughter eased away from each other and Hilda – with Pyra by her side – took the first step on her journey as Miss White watched while her baby walked further away with tears in her eyes.

“Wow! What a gorgeous day,” said Hilda.
Hilda and Pyra were about a mile away from Pallet Town and travelling along Route 1’s main trail. The path was bordered by large patches of tall grass and lush trees, and beyond them were green hills, valleys, and plains as far as one could see. Though it wasn’t visible, the trickling of a nearby stream could be heard and the air was fresh and crisp with nary a cloud in the sky. Hilda had scarcely traveled along this road and each time she did she was reminded of how charming she thought the slice of nature that lay just outside her hometown was.
“Yep! Sure is. It feels good to finally be leaving Pallet Town,” said Pyra.
“Me too. I’m going to miss my mom but I’m really stoked that were actually doing this,” said Hilda. “By the way, what was up with you calling my mom ‘ma’am’?”
“What do you mean? I was just being polite.”
“Exactly! I’ve only known you a day but you don’t exactly seem like the type to be overly concerned with courtesy. You were so well-mannered and rigid, it was weird. I was trying hard not to laugh.”
Pyra shot Hilda an annoyed look and punched her arm.
“Hey! What was that for? Am I getting on your nerves?” said Hilda.
“You are. Look, just because I tend to be a little brazen doesn’t mean I don’t have respect. That’s your mom and you’re my master. As far as I’m concerned, Miss White deserves the utmost courtesy,” said Pyra.
“And what am I? Chopped liver? If you really cared about respect you wouldn’t be punching your master in the arm like that.”
"For you, all I’m responsible for is protecting you from wild pokemon and kicking the ass of any trainer who stands in our way. Beyond that, the way I treat you is none of your business,” said Pyra, “Plus, your mother is way hotter than you.”
“Ah, so you’re smitten with her,” said Hilda. “That’s the real reason. You just wanted to impress her.”
“Hey, at least I’m honest. So here’s a question for you, why are you going on this journey in the first place?”
Hilda didn’t respond.
“Hello?” said Pyra.
“Hold on I’m thinking,” said Hilda.
“What? You’re telling me you haven’t thought about it before?”
“I mean - other than the fact that it sounded fun and that’s what people usually do at around my age – not really.”
“You’ve got to be kidding me. You’re setting out on the biggest journey of your life and you don’t even have goal or a purpose?”
“Hmmm…” Hilda paused for a long moment. “My purpose is to become a nationally ranked pokemon trainer so I can be sponsored and go on adventures all around the world with the money I make!”
“You just came up with that, didn’t you?” said Pyra.
“Yep!”
Pyra rolled her eyes.
“Well this should be fun. Anyway, as long as there’s going to be fighting and fucking, I’m a happy charmander.”
The two girls continued to walk along the dirt trail when Hilda spoke again.
“So, this might seem like a weird question but Professor Maple mentioned that the way trainers raise their pokemon now has become sexualized and also she said something about competitive sex, right? I know that pokemon can fight to grow stronger but I’m not too familiar with everything else she said. Can you explain how all that works?” said Hilda.
“I’m surprised you don’t already know. Usually only the more sheltered beginner trainers are ignorant to this stuff. I guess that’s what you get for growing up in a backwoods place like Pallet Town,” said Pyra. “It’s like Maple said, something happened in the last one hundred years or so that sent the libido of the entire world’s population into hyper drive - especially the pokemon. Since then, the culture of pokemon training has undergone a lot of changes.”
“Do you have any idea what happened a century ago to cause all this?”
“No clue. My guess is that some super-powerful pokemon is behind it,” said Pyra. “Anyway, as far as how training pokemon works now, battling is still utilized by pretty much everyone. It’s in our blood, after all. What’s becoming more popular now though is competitive sex, which is basically when pokemon fuck to see who can make the other come first. Along with weakening them or knocking them out, wild pokemon can be captured by sexually exhausting them too, but you have to be careful with that. If you lose, some wild pokemon will try and capture you and turn you into their personal sex slave. Which I guess is actually a preferable alternative to the way things were when pokemon would sometimes kill people but it’s still not exactly a desirable outcome.”
“Yeah,” said Hilda. “I guess it’s only fair though. Trainers usually capture pokemon against their will; pokemon should have the same opportunity to fight back and do the same to them.”
“Well, yeah. I see your point. There are a lot of advantages to being a pokemon that belongs to a trainer though. We grow a lot faster when we’re with a trainer and we’re also safer than being in the wild. We learn a lot from you humans too and I think that if wild pokemon realized what it was like to live life in a more civilized way, they would be much more eager to be captured. And although we call you masters, most trainers tend to treat their pokemon like family. We are loved, cared for, we get to fight and have sex in a safer environment, and if a pokemon ever decided they wanted to leave their trainer, good trainers are understanding enough to let them do so. Maybe I’m just biased from being brought up to be a starter my entire life but I think you can’t even compare being captured by a trainer to being captured by a wild pokemon.”
Hilda’s mouth opened as she was about to respond before she stopped and froze in her place.
“What’s wrong?” said Pyra, stopping as well.
“I hear something,” said Hilda.
In the chest high tall grass to their left, a light rustling was audible from within and growing louder, as if something was moving towards the pair. The tops of the grass blades were being pushed around and whatever was hiding in it was gradually nearing. At the edge of where the grass met the path, a head poked out above the growth, revealing a purple and white face with mouse-like ears and lavender hair done up in a high ponytail similar to Hilda’s but with straighter locks that curled at their tips. It was a rattata and she hesitantly breached the grass and stepped onto to the path, revealing her naked four foot ten form.
“S-s-stop right there!” she meekly squeaked.
Hilda and Pyra remained still, their attention focused on the trembling rattata.
“I-I’m going t-to kick your b-b-b-butts! Get ready for a f-f-fight!”
The two girls stared at the rattata for a moment longer before Pyra burst out laughing.
“Oh Arceus! You are so pathetic it’s adorable!” said Pyra.
“Hey! Don’t laugh I’m s-s-s-s-serious!”
But Pyra continued to laugh while the wild rattata fidgeted uncomfortably in her stance until finally she caught her breath.
“Wow, are you actually for real?” said Pyra.
“Y-yes!” said the rattata.
“Well if you say so. This is going to be a piece of cake.”
“Hey Pyra, don’t let your guard down just because she looks weak. She’s acting pretty strange,” said Hilda. “I’ve got a weird feeling about her.”
“She’s probably just a young pokemon. This might be her first battle,” said Pyra.
“You should still take this a little more seriously. Isn’t this your first battle too?” said Hilda.
“No, I’ve sparred a lot with Delilah and Amy. Plus, Professor Oak raised us well. I can handle myself. Now stop your worrying and give me an attack!”
“Whatever you say,” said Hilda. “Pyra use scratch!”
Pyra lunged at the rattata and drew back her right hand, readying a powerful swipe.
“Eek!” squealed the rattata, ducking just in time to dodge the attack and scurrying away.
Pyra spun around and lunged at the rattata again, attempting another blow only to catch a fistful of air as the rattata dodged it again and frantically distanced herself.
“C’mon. Don’t be a baby. Fight me!” said Pyra.
“Pyra! She’s too nimble. You’ve got to slow her down somehow. Use smokescreen!” commanded Hilda.
Pyra whipped her tail in a circular motion and snapped it in the direction of the rattata. A cloud of thick, dark smoke seemed to magically shoot fourth from it and overcome the rattata, who covered her nose and mouth with her hands as she began to cough and hack. Seeing her opponent hindered, Pyra darted for her once again for another attack. Thinking for sure she had her this time, she delivered another scratch. Once again, it harmlessly cut through the air.
“Damn it! Now you’re making me mad! Stop being such a little wimp and fight me!” yelled Pyra.
Fire looked like it was burning in Pyra’s eyes as she haphazardly rushed at the little rattata whose face was stricken with fear over how angry she had made the charmander. She turned her curly purple tail and ran back into the grass as Pyra chased after her.
“Wait Pyra! Calm dow-” said Hilda as a rope gagged her mouth and silenced her.
Before she knew what was happening, six furry white hands had ripped her knapsack off and incapacitated Hilda’s hands and legs by tying them up with rope.
“It worked! We got her!” Hilda heard someone say.
“Good. Now let’s bring her back to the hideout before that charmander of hers realizes she’s gone,” said another voice.
While struggling in an attempt to unbind herself, Hilda’s three capturers lifted her in the air over their shoulders and began to march off somewhere in the opposite direction of the patch of grass where Pyra was still chasing after the fleeing rattata.

Only a little more than five minutes passed between Hilda’s capture and the time she arrived at her capturers’ destination. It was a dusty old cabin with a dirt floor and random junk messily strewn about all over. It smelt rancid, like rotting fruit. As soon as she heard the door shut behind her, Hilda was tossed carelessly onto the floor. When she was able to shimmy her body so that she was able to sit upright, Hilda was finally able to take a look at who had kidnapped her.
Standing before her were three rattatas with lecherous grins. They each were naked except for their black leather unzipped jackets that partially exposed their perky C-cup tits, and one wore a black leather cap. The one that wore a black leather cap had short chin length cropped hair that was deep purple, while the other two had a styled white Mohawk and long curly black hair respectively. They had mostly purple fur with a long white patch that extended from the top of their cheeks all the way down their chest and abdomen until it ended at their groin, and hanging from each of their crotches was a small limp dick.
The look on their faces made Hilda uncomfortable and she attempted to yell out for help but the rope gagged around her mouth dampened it so all that escaped was a muffled groan.
“Yelling won’t do you any good, you’re property of the Rattata Pack now,” said the rattata wearing the cap.
“That’s right there’s no escape. Frankie, you tied a proper knot this time, right? She’s not gonna bolt like the last one because you screwed up, is she?” said the rattata with the Mohawk.
“Let it go already Joey! Arceus! You helped tied those knots too! And yes she’s tied up good. Ain’t no way she’s gettin’ loose,” said Frankie.
“She better be, or else I’m gonna make you our whipping girl along with feeble little Mari.”
Hearing the two rattatas bicker inspired Hilda to push hard and test the knot around her wrist. Sure enough, it was pretty loose.
“With a little work, I might be able to break free,” Hilda thought.
“That’s enough with you two knuckleheads!” said the rattata in the cap. “We’ve got a great catch here and you two are squabbling like spearows over a worm! Let’s get our priorities straight.”
“Yeah, yeah. I hear you Sammy. I just wanted to make sure Frankie isn’t going to fuck things up again,” said Joey.
“I swear Joey, you say one more word-” said Frankie.
“Enough! Either of you say another word about this and I’m going to pummel you each myself. Now cut it out!” said Sammy.
Joey and Frankie nodded reluctantly and all three rattata focused their attention back on Hilda, causing her to squirm and pull harder against her binds. They began to step closer towards her.
“What am I gonna do to you first?” said Sammy, who kneeled down in front of Hilda and started groping her breast. “You’ve got a nice rack. Maybe I’ll start off by tittie fucking you. Or maybe I’ll bend you over and pound your ass.”
Beads of sweat started to form on Hilda’s forehead. Admittedly, Hilda was pretty perverted and she did enjoy the occasional rape fantasy, but having it happen to her in real life was a scary prospect. While the knot that bound her wrists was almost loose enough for her to break free, even if she did so she wouldn’t be able to take on all three rattata, especially since she would still have to unbind the rope around her legs. She would have to think of something soon though because Sammy’s little prick was stiffening fast.
As Hilda began to desperately think of possibilities to escape her predicament, Joey strode over and pushed Sammy over, knocking her to the ground.
“Hey, I got first dibs. You fucked the last girl we had first. It’s my turn now,” said Joey.
Storming over, Frankie pushed Joey out of the way, forcing her to fall on top of Sammy.
“You two always get to go first. This one’s a real hottie and I’m so horny, it’s painful. I’m going first,” said Frankie.
“Over my dead body you are! Get over here!” said Joey, lunging at Frankie and tackling her to the ground.
Soon all three rattata were scuffling on the ground in front of Hilda, punching and clawing at each other so furiously that the chaos caused a cloud of dirt to transpire from the earthy floor. They had completely forgotten about Hilda and were now solely focused on beating each other to a pulp. This was exactly the opportunity Hilda needed. She pushed her hands hard against her binds until her wrists started to burn. The pain was great but Hilda persevered and managed to create enough space for her to wriggle her hands through, letting the rope fall to the ground. She began to tend to the rope wrapped around her legs and she was soon able free them as well, before quickly ungagging her mouth. She glanced at the rattatas again who were still brawling, oblivious that their captive had unrestricted herself.
Now Hilda could breathe a little easier but she wasn’t out of the danger yet. The fighting rattatas blocked the doorway and Hilda was afraid that if she got up they would notice her and assault her all at once. There had to be a clever way out of this situation. She could wait while the rattata beat on each other and pray that they would exhaust themselves enough so that she could make a safe dash through the door. But rattatas were pretty fast and she wasn’t sure she could outrun even a weakened one. As Hilda rapidly went through the possibilities in her mind, one came up that intrigued her. It was counter-intuitive but it put Hilda in control and she liked her chances of it succeeding.
Rising from the floor, Hilda stood on her feet and addressed her captors.
“Aw, you girls are making all this fuss over me? I’m flattered,” said Hilda.
The rattatas quarrelling ceased at once upon hearing Hilda as they each turned their gaze towards her. Joey cursed under her breath upon realizing Hilda had undone her binds and delivered a hard smack to the back of Frankie’s head.
“You idiot! Great job tying our prisoner up, you sure knotted her up tight,” said Joey.
“Hey, hey! There’s no need argue. I’m not going anywhere. I was - um - really turned on watching three sexy rattatas fight over me like. I want to stay with you girls and be your willing cum slut,” said Hilda, doing her best to put on a convincing smile.
The three rattatas silently stared at Hilda before Sammy got up from the ground and stood squarely in front of her.
“I don’t buy it. I wasn’t born yesterday, y’know? You’re up to something, aren’t you?” said Sammy.
At once, the other two rattatas got up.
“I don’t know, maybe she’s telling the truth Sammy. Why didn’t she just try to run away or fight us or something? I mean, it does seem a little weird, but come on, we’re the Rattata Pack! It was bound to happen that one of the girls we try to steal would realize how awesome we are and want to stay,” said Frankie.
“Yeah, c’mon Sammy, just look at her smiling like that. She’s totally diggin’ on us! She could of tried to run away if she wanted to, like Frankie said,” said Joey.
“Right, what they said. I mean the reason I went on this journey in the first place was to have my brains fucked out of my mind by lusty pokemon like yourselves. I just never thought about letting myself be captured in order to have it happen. I heard a lot about wild pokemon, like how insatiable you are and how all you want to do is fuck all the time. Now that I’ve seen how sexy you girls are, and how – er – nice and big your delicious cocks are, it doesn’t make sense for me to try and run away from three hot rattatas, ready to fuck me until I drain every last drop of your seed.”
Hilda couldn’t believe how ridiculous she sounded but to her surprise Sammy seemed to buy it.
“Well, I guess that makes sense. I mean, we are pretty good looking and our dicks are a really nice size,” said Sammy.
“Never underestimate the power of flattery,” thought Hilda.
“You’re all so enormous! I can’t take my eyes off them, it’s like they’re hypnotizing me. I just need to touch them,” said Hilda, kneeling down in front of Sammy and taking her little prick in her hand.
“You don’t mind if I stroke it, do you?” said Hilda.
“Uh, no, of course not,” answered Sammy.
“I was hoping you’d say that. Thanks master,” said Hilda, who began to tenderly pump the four inch prick.
“Hey! No fair! Sammy always winds up getting to go first,” said Frankie.
“There’s no need to fight over me girls. Haven’t any of you heard of sharing? You two come over here and let me show you how to do it,” said Hilda.
Frankie and Joey moved closer to Hilda until they were near enough for her to grab Frankie’s cock with her free hand and purse her lips over Joey’s. It was a little awkward at first, trying to pleasure three futas at once made Hilda feel like a clumsy Octillery. She got the hang of things pretty quickly though and soon she was fluidly pumping a cock in each of her hands while rhythmically sucking another. Hilda gazed upwards for a moment to check the faces of the three gullible rattatas. Their eyes were glued to her and they were practically drooling at the mouth. Hilda silently cheered in her head. Step one was complete; she had lowered their guards down. Now she just had to fuck them so silly they would lose consciousness.
Letting Joey’s shaft slip out from between her lips, Hilda turned to Sammy’s and easily swallowed her entire length, sucking on it for a few seconds before greedily moving her mouth over to Frankie’s, all the while her hands groped and stroked any of the free cocks her mouth abandoned. With Frankie’s cock still in her mouth, Hilda took Joey’s and pressed it against the edge of her lips before sliding her mouth up Frankie’s length and opening her mouth wide in an attempt to take both of them at once. Even though they were small, it was still a little difficult to stretch her mouth over both of them but with a little work both Frankie and Joey’s shafts were about halfway into her mouth and rubbing up against each other. Hilda used her tongue to tickle the underside of the two cocks at once before she felt both of them twitch inside her mouth.
Both Joey and Frankie let out a little squeak before coming inside Hilda. Two spurts of jizz sputtered into Hilda’s mouth simultaneously and although the loads weren’t huge by any means, both loads combined with the two four-inch cocks in her mouth caused Hilda to nearly gag and forced her to release them from her mouth. The two cocks continued to shoot little streams of spunk into Hilda’s face as Sammy, who was still being stroked by Hilda, shot her load against Hilda’s cheek. When they finally finished, Hilda’s face was painted with little warm, sticky globs of rattata cum.
“Wow, you girls don’t waste any time,” said Hilda, licking her lips clean of any residue. “Don’t tell me that’s all you got? I’m still ready for more!”
The three rattata were blushing in embarrassment from having lasted less than a minute. Sammy managed a nervous chuckle.
“Well, rattatas might be fast but we recover quickly! So don’t worry, we’re not tuckered out yet. We can keep going!” said Sammy. “It’ll take a minute to build our stamina back up so in the meantime we’ll take care of you!”
Before Hilda could respond, Sammy pinned Hilda to the floor and began forcefully pulling off her pants. Frankie and Joey pounced on her as well and began tugging at her white tank-top until they literally ripped it off her chest, exposing her buxom breasts. The two rattatas lurched their mouths onto her nipples and aggressively started sucking on them, while Sammy pulled Hilda’s panties down around her knees and eagerly lapped away at her pussy. The sudden sexual attack had caught Hilda completely off guard and the heat between her legs began to build. The rattatas were far from skilled lovers but their primal enthusiasm made up for their incompetence. If Hilda wasn’t careful, her plan could backfire and she would be the one fucked unconscious instead.
The two rattatas attacking her breast managed to tear off their black leather jackets without breaking away from Hilda’s tits. Their tongues slathered sloppily over the entire area surrounding her erect pink nipples and soon her chest was drenched and glimmering with their saliva. Hilda’s muff was dripping wet as well due to Sammy’s hungry tongue and the juices it savagely coaxed from her folds. All three rattata were licking her so rabidly that Hilda thought it was as if they were starving and they could feed themselves off her lust. As her desire rose to greater heights, all Hilda could do to release some of her passion was pant and moan.
The three rattatas continued to tongue and pleasure Hilda’s erotic flesh until their erections finally returned.
“Back and ready for action! You ready for my big juicy cock to fill up your pussy, sweetheart?” said Sammy.
Despite Hilda’s tingling pussy, Sammy’s comment made Hilda internally shudder in repulsion. ’At least that managed to quell my desire a few notches,’ thought Hilda, before adorning the best false smile she could muster.
“Oh my! I don’t know if I can take it all at once. Please be gentle with me master. Don’t fuck me too hard!” said Hilda.
Sammy smirked.
“You’re my bitch and I’ll do what I please. Now brace yourself!” said Sammy, plunging her rod into Hilda and thrusting her hips as vigorously as possible.
Though admittedly it still felt good to Hilda, Sammy paled in comparison to the fucking Rosa unleased on her the prior night. While Rosa overwhelmed Hilda with a deluge of unbridled ecstasy, this felt like her pussy was being pleasantly massaged. Hilda had to stop herself from laughing out loud as she watched Sammy’s comically intense face. She was sure Sammy would quickly tucker out if she kept on like this, now Hilda had to inspire the other two.
Hilda released a fake moan.
“Oh, master! Don’t stop! Please don’t stop! You’re filling me all up! But I still need more! What about my other masters? Can you fuck me as hard as Sammy can?” said Hilda.
Frankie and Joey both broke away from Hilda’s tits and Joey shot her a determined look.
“Of course I can! Sammy’s nothing, let me show you what a real rattata can do,” said Joey, scuffling over closer to Hilda’s face. “Now open wide.”
Sammy plunged her cock into Hilda’s mouth and began to wildly face fuck her while she felt Frankie mount her chest and start pumping her prick between her large cushiony tits, which Frankie’s grubby little hands squeezed together.
The three rattatas were all ruthlessly fucking Hilda’s pussy, mouth, and tits in unison, and judging by their rapid, heavy panting they were expending a lot of energy. Before long the rattatas would be pumping out the last of remnants of their seed and passing out in exhaustion. The best part was Hilda was actually enjoying the spastic fucking the three little cocks were putting her through. Now that she was confident she would be leaving here safely, Hilda allowed herself to revel in the pleasure the three hopeless little rattatas were desperately trying to bestow her. Her pussy started to burn again and Hilda’s hands climbed up Frankie’s abdomen, eventually latching onto her soft furry breasts and firmly squeezing them.
Apparently that was all it took to send Frankie over the edge as Hilda felt a stream of warm, sticky cum splatter against her chest. When she emptied her tank, Frankie tilted over and her body plopped against the ground with a thud. Then Hilda felt a familiar twitch in her mouth as Joey’s cock began shooting darts of cum against the back of her throat before she too popped her boner out of Hilda’s mouth and melted to the floor. Now only Sammy remained. Her thrusting had progressively lessened and now she had become so exhausted that she was reduced to sporadically smacking her hips into Hilda. She looked like she was going to pass out at any second; and sure enough, Sammy made one final push before fainting on top of Hilda as she felt a slight surge of warmth inside her pussy.
Hilda pushed Sammy off of her and began to slowly lift herself off the ground when the sound of the cabin door crashing open startled her to her feet. The rattata from early had been flung through the door and charging through the entry way was Pyra, who made a point to step on the bruised rattata as she strode in, causing her to meekly squeak.
Pyra froze as she took in the scene before her. Three rattatas passed out in a puddle on the floor with Hilda standing betwixt them, decorated with cum.
“What the hell happened here?” said Pyra.
“Hey Pyra, nice to see you too,” said Hilda.
“Sorry, that probably wasn’t the first question I should have asked. Are you okay? You’re not hurt are you?”
“I’m fine now. While you were off chasing that rattata around, three of her friends decided to tie me up and bring me to their hideout. They wanted to make me their sex slave but…well let’s just say I was too much for them to handle.”
“Apparently. While I was chasing her I knew something was wrong after I realized I hadn’t heard your voice in a while. She’s a slippery one, but eventually I nabbed her and interrogated her. She broke real easily and afterwards I made her take me here. I want you to fill me in on the details later but for now let’s get the hell out of here. It looks like you need a change of clothes too. Here, I picked up your knapsack,” said Pyra, tossing it to Hilda who caught it.
“Hold on, I want to check something first,” said Hilda, bringing her Xtranseiver to her face.
A splotch of cum had found its way on the screen which Hilda wiped off before dialing Professor Oak. The device rang a few times before Oak’s head appeared on the screen.
“Ah, Hilda! I didn’t expect to be hearing from you so soon. How are -,” Professor Oak paused as something caught her attention. “Hilda, are you aware your face is, erm, a bit of a mess.”
Hilda sighed.
“Right. My face is covered in cum. I probably should have taken care of that before calling the professor,” thought Hilda.
“Sorry Professor Oak, I forgot I still had cum on my face. Anyway, I just defeated three rattata and I’m about to capture them. They’re not the smartest things but they’re devious and I want them out of the wild so they won’t pose any more danger to trainers. If I caught them, could I send them over you’re way? Would you mind taking care of them?” said Hilda.
“Oh, excellent job! Most trainers don’t catch their first wild pokemon so quickly. Yes, feel free to send them my way once you reach the next pokecenter. With Delilah and the rest of the starters gone it’s been quite quiet over here. I’d love to have a few rowdy rattata I can help instill some manners in.”
“Awesome, thanks professor! I’ll talk to you later!”
“Goodbye Hilda,” said the professor before signing out.
Reaching into a pouch in her knapsack, Hilda pulled out three pokeballs and threw them at the rattata who were all successfully caught.
“They’re in for a nasty surprise when they reach the professor’s. They’ll be whipped into shape in no time, I can assure you that,” said Pyra.
“I’m counting on it. From what you’ve told me, the professor has a knack for disciplining,” said Hilda.
“She sure does,” said Pyra, as a dreamy smile crept on her face.
Hilda gathered the pokeballs and quickly redressed herself. She was just about to leave the cabin with Pyra when the remaining rattata dragged herself off the floor.
“Wait! Don’t leave me! Take me with you,” said the rattata.
Pyra and Hilda stopped and turned towards her
“Pssh! Yeah right! Why would my master want a wimpy little pokemon like you who almost got her enslaved?” said Pyra.
“I’m sorry! I had no choice. Those rattata you caught forced me to do it. They captured me too and treated me like a slave. Whenever I would try to run away they would always find me and they would punish me by forcing me to have sex with them. And when they didn’t do that they made me distract the pokemon of trainers like you so they could kidnap them and use them in the same way they used me. I really hate fighting and if I’m left alone out here some other pokemon is just going to do the same thing to me, I just know it! My name’s Mari and all I want is to be safe for once. Please take me with you!” pleaded Mari.
“Hmm, what do you think Pyra?” said Hilda.
“She’s the one who started this mess. I say leave her,” said Pyra.
Tears started to form in Mari’s eyes before she leapt at Hilda’s feet and wrapped her arms around her ankles.
“Please don’t leave me! I promise I’ll be good and listen to whatever you say. I’m not the one who wanted to capture you. I swear! So many wild pokemon are scary and all they want to do is fight and rape everyone. I’m not like that. Don’t leave me out here with them!”
Mari was wailing now and she gripped her arms around Hilda’s ankles so tightly Hilda couldn’t move.
“I can’t just leave her here like this, Pyra. Look at her. She’s right, they’ll eat her alive,” said Hilda.
“And you’re going to take a pokemon like that on your team? You’re asking for trouble. C’mon, leave her. You’ve only got two pokeballs left right now. Don’t waste one on her, she’s pathetic,” said Pyra.
Hilda looked at the rattata sobbing at her feet.
“No, I’m not leaving her here. I can train her and teach her how to fend for herself. That’s what good trainers do after all, right?” said Hilda, who then knelt down and began caressing her fingers through Mari’s lavender hair. “Shh, don’t cry. I’m going to take you with me. You’ll be safe now and I’m going to teach how to take care of yourself.”
Mari’s wails halted and her red eyes shot up to meet Hilda’s gaze.
“For real?” said Mari.
“For real,” said Hilda.
Mari stared at Hilda in disbelief for a moment before lunging off the ground and tackling Hilda in a big hug.
“Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!” squealed Mari. “You’re my hero!”
“She’s a big mistake if you ask me, but it’s your choice. I hope you prove me wrong,” said Pyra.
“Don’t be so cynical Pyra,” said Hilda, still pressed to the floor by Mari’s embrace. “Besides, she’s part of our team now. You’re going to have to get along if we want to be successful.”
Mari turned her head so that she faced Pyra, her cheek smothered up against Hilda’s as she spoke.
“Yeah, we’re a team now! Let’s work together! This is so amazing, I can’t wait to get to know you both more!”
“Sure, just let me vomit first,” said Pyra, dragging Mari off Hilda. “Now c’mon, let’s get out of here. This place stinks.”
The trio left the Rattata Pack hideout and began making their way back to the main path, with Pyra to Hilda’s right and Mari snuggling up against Hilda’s left shoulder as they walked.

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