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Taboo Fantasies Abound!	By : Seje_For_Days Category: +M through R > Pokemon Views: 49670 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The smut must...
You get the idea.

To The Moon Our Love Can Go- An unpopular teen wows a singing competition with his singing and woos the heart of his only friend. Will he win the contest? Will she accept his love?

To StylishDescent-Here's your rare candy; this pairing is next to never done anyway.
To ChaosFox60- No doubt you're reading this. Since all the good straight pairings are coming and going, it's almost time for your special lemon. And might I add that you've been trying to see this with not just me as a smut writer? I saw those reviews. 0_0
To The Constitutionalist-This is if you're reading. Hope you like.
Roll The Film!

Request by StylishDescent-"To The Moon Our Love Can Go"-M Human X F Servine(Oral, Vaginal Sex Involved!)
Vermillion City-Vermillion City School Of The Performing Arts-Auditorium-16:59 P.M...
I can do this...
As the audience cheered "Rigel!" over and over again, said person grew more nervous by the second. Rigel looked through the curtains again, seeing the audience riled up and waiting for his arrival on stage. He had been doing good the whole competition, making it to the finals, but he couldn't have done it without-
"Servine." He snapped his head back to the backstage, seeing his partner and only friend Servine walk up to him. He smiled as she spoke words of encouragement to him; of course he couldn't understand her, but he could understand her body language.
"Thanks Servine." Rigel replied when he was sure she finished. He didn't want to make her angry; she's had enough on her plate being abandoned by her previous trainer.
"Ser ser vine. Servine vine.(Now go out there. You got fans waiting.)" She nudged him on his thigh, trying to get him to stand up. He was nervous still and remained on the spot. He may find her encouragement caring, but his gut was filled to the brim with butterflies.
"Ser...Ser-VINE!(Dude...Get UP!) She brandished a vine at him, threatening him with a spanking. Not very fond of her "discipline lessons", he stood up in a hurry and went on stage. But before he went-
"Don't forget to listen to the dedication I put into this song." He left back on stage, getting cheers.
Servine retracted her whip solemnly, wishing she didn't have to resort to such tactics. If she ever wanted to confess her undying love for him, she didn't want to scar him with threats.
Yes, Servine is in love with Rigel; a little TOO in love if scales were invented for the subject. Ever since he found her in that dark alley in Castelia City, she had believed she found a new hole to die in. But with how he cared for her and treated her kindly, she began to trust him more and more.
And lately that trust evolved into something more...More like love...
"Ladies and Gentlemen, hailing from the far Unova region, Rigel Mavis with the song "Fly Me To The Moon!" Servine perked up; the MC of this contest was a little too loud for someone not to here. She hurriedly ran to the audience, taking her seat in the middle of the front row. The lights dimmed, making sight nearly impossible in any direction and making some audience members gasp in surprise.
The stage lit up, showing Rigel in a snazzy black suit and tie. It sorta dwarfed him considering he was thinner than average. Placing a hand through his gray hair, he readied his voice an got up to the microphone. The band behind him started playing, the sounds of jazz ringing through everyone's ears. Servine swore she's heard music like this before...he left her...
But her thoughts were cut off as he started singing.
Fly Me To The Moon-Bart Howard
Fly me to the moon~...
Let me swing...among the stars~...
Servine was entranced. Rigel had such an amazing voice when he sung songs at night.
Let me see what Spring...is like...
On Jupiter and Mars~...
In other words...
Hold..my hand~...
In other words...
Baby, kiss me~...
The audience was listening intently, making a murmur here and there about his singing. But for Servine, she felt...alive...Her and Rigel made eye contact and for some reason...
Fill my heart with song,
And let me sing forevermore~...
The lyrics, to Servine at least, felt...directed to her...
You are all I hope for;
All I worship and adore~...
In other words...
Please be true~...
In other words...
Rigel gestured his hand to Servine, making her pay attention a bit more...
I...love you~...
'What...?' Servine was slowly starting to get it, but the song kept going.
Fly, fly, fly~!
The music played out, making some of the audience bob their head along the beat. To add more hype to the tease, a woman in the audience began dancing to the song, earning some laughs from her fellow audience. Servine chuckled, but her eyes were on Rigel, as his were to her.
I'll let you fill my heart.. with song~!
Let me sing forevermore...
Because...You are all I long for...
All I worship and adore~...
Servine could feel all the heart and soul Rigel was putting into his singing, leaning forward in her seat as close as she could without falling.
In other words...
Please be TRUUUUUUE~!..
A spotlight sprung up, shining overheard on Servine's seat. She looked surprised at this and looked at Rigel, who smiled at her again.
In other words~!..
In other wooooooooords~!...
I...
He pointed at Servine.
Love...
Servine's heart raced as the song was coming to a close...
You~!
With the song finished, the audience cheered loudly for him, some even giving him a standing ovation. Servine was among them, tears of joy racing down her face. He LOVED her! He really DOES!...

Later...
Rigel was back on stage, Servine on his shoulder. The other three finalists were there with him, two girls and another guy.
Girl one had a silver dress on, a matching headdress and silver shoes to complete the ensemble. She stood next to her Gardevoir, matching hair shuffling with her movement.
Guy one had a red suit on with no tie. He had no partner, and this was on his mind as he moved his amber hair out of the way of his eyes.
Girl two had on a baby-blue blouse with a dark blue skirt on. Her black high heels clanked with her nervous stature. Her Delcatty stood proudly, however.
Lastly, Guy two had on a white button-down with black dress pants and black and white dress shoes. His Leavanny was making sure he looked presentable still, even going as far as making sure his shirt was tucked. They were all in a line before the judges' panel, waiting for the final decision with their various Pokemon partners. When the three old men and two old women stood, the teens stood at attention.
This is it...
One of the old men pulled out a card, no doubt having the names in order.
"In 5th place, winning 25,000 Poke... Adelo Anderson!" The audience gave the blouse girl who was called some applause. She sighed before walking up to the judges, accepting her payment via Gift Card Swipe and leaving with her Delcatty.
"In 4th place, winning 85,000 Poke and an unknown Evolutionary Stone... Kevin Morwitz!" Mr. Black-And-White guy got out of line wordlessly, accepting his prize and leaving with his Leavanny. The audience still clapped for him as support.
"In 3rd for the bronze medal, 250,000 Poke and a mystery Pokemon Egg...Walter Cummings!" The other guy groaned out of disappointment. The crowd was very enthusiastic with him, considering he did a dance routine with his song. But nevertheless went for his prizes and medal. With a handshake to each of the judges, he went back on stage; the last three had to for a picture.
Rigel could feel his heart pump as he and the last girl were the only ones left at this point. The audience was visibly on the edges of their seats; both of them had did great songs. The judge cleared his throat, making the atmosphere tense.
"In 2nd place... winning 500,000 Poke, the silver medal and a Miracle Seed..."
Here it comes...
"..." He stayed quiet for dramatic effect. It worked; some of the audience members got impatient and were calling the judge to say the name already. He ignored them, staring at the card thoroughly even if he read it multiple times.
"Ahem..." He started, shutting them all up, "...Rigel Mavis!"
Oh well...I tried at least...
Rigel was happy and disappointed and happy at the same time. He did so well and came this far into the competition, beating out the odds against him. There was originally 50 competitors.
He walked to the judges, earning his money, the seed and shaking their individual hands before walking back up on stage with his medal pinned to his chest. The audience gave him an even louder applause than when he finished performing until the judge called for silence.
"So in 1st place for the gold medal, winning 1 million Poke, a state-of-the-art Poke-Speech Translator and the full Evolutionary Stone set...Nisha Evans!" The whole audience, despite secretly hoping Rigel would win, gave her some VERY loud support, hurting Rigel and Servine's ears from the octaves. Nisha bowed in respect, adjusting her headdress before walking modestly to the judges for her rewards.
When she got her money and stones, she stopped the judge who was handing her the Poke-Speech Translator. She whispered in his ears, him looking confused before he nodded his understanding. He went to the MC, who also nodded.
"Well it seems even winners can be generous! Ms. Evans has decided to give her Poke-Speech Translator prize to Mr. Mavis!" Rigel looked confused for a second. She won, didn't she? most would spend their whole life savings and empty their bank accounts for such a thing. This was still on Rigel's mind as Nisha came up to him, handing him the Translator.
"Take it." she said, putting the earpiece in his hand.
"But...why..?" He was still confused, hopelessly so. Nisha chuckled.
"Silly boy...I don't need it. All of my Pokemon are Psychic-types, so I can understand them already. Besides, you need it more than me."
'It's true, young Mr. Mavis', A voice sounded in his head before Nisha's Gardevoir walked up to them-or well, floated, 'we Psychic-types are very much able to speak with our Masters with our minds than with modern technology.'
"So will you take it?" Nisha continued, hands clamped together in front of her. Rigel thought for a moment, but he was given no more time as Servine grabbed it and put it in his ear.
"Can you hear me?" Servine asked in perfect English, sounding slightly sassy yet mature for her age and size.
"Yeah..." he replied, not really sure what to say at the moment.
"Good. Thank you Ms. Nisha. This opens so many doors for us now!" Servine cheered, giving the human girl a hug. She chuckled in response and picked the Grass Snake Pokemon up.
"No need for thanks. Just doing the right thing." Nisha placed Servine back on Rigel's shoulder. "Now I must go. I have to fly back to Johto for some private business." Gardevoir mysteriously smiled at that before she and Nisha bowed at them and the judges and left. Rigel will remember her...

"So...What did you think of my song Servine?" Rigel asked as they walked to his apartment. His arm was safely around Servine in a chest-to-chest hug; since he never caught her with a Pokeball, he had to make sure to keep her safe from thieves and overeager Preschoolers.
"It was...enlightening...So...you weren't lying?"
"Lying? About what?"
"You know...The "last part"..." She looked down in shame. Maybe it was all a ruse, a figment of her imagination...Just like the last time she confessed...
"You mean when I said "I love you"?" Rigel asked, having a teasing smile on his face.
"Mhm..."
"...Yes. I meant every word too."
Servine looked up from this, eyes glassy from almost shedding tears in her meaningless sorrow. "Huh?"
"All those lyrics...I didn't pick that song because it was my best...I picked it so I could...tell you how I feel in the right way..." He looked away, blushing red.
"Really...?"
"Yeah...Ever since we met, you stuck with me through thick and thin...From school, to my unfortunate exes, to helping me get through my depression of being an orphan...You've been there for me..." His words struck some chords in Servine's heart. This is how he felt? "You've been my partner for years, and you never left me...like my mom and dad...So you're just as important to me as if we were mates..."
"So...you love me...?" Servine asked, wanting some confirmation.
"Yes. I love you Servine, with all my heart and soul..." With that, she smiled, letting down tears of her own again. Rigel took this the wrong way.
"Oh no...Did I hurt you...?" He looked concerned, but this made her laugh.
"No silly. I'm crying tears of joy..."
"Why?" Servine groaned; even with all this confession, he can still be dense at times.
"Because I love you too!" She hugged his face, rubbing her cheek against him in affection. Rigel didn't pull her off; it felt special to just let her do this. They came up to the apartment room, Rigel opening the door blindly and closing it behind him. The whole time she was on his face, he could smell this sweet scent. It smelled of Pecha Berries-which were his favorite-with a slight twinge of tartness.
He couldn't place a finger on it the whole time they settled in on the couch, watching some TV. Servine got off his face and sat on his lap, inadvertently sitting on his crotch. This had caused a stir in his loins and he felt his cock jump a little. Luckily, she was too into the show to notice his embarrassingly growing hardness.
The show they were watching was steadily losing importance as Rigel couldn't stop being hard. He shifted his thighs so Servine couldn't get poke by it, but she musta found the spot comfortable because she kept moving back. This made things complicated for him because now he started to tent his pants.
"You know Rigel..." Servine started, shifting on his lap again, no doubt feeling the tent behind her, "it's not polite to hide things from me..." Rigel sighed in disappointment with himself. But then...
"You should know I'm okay with you being like this~..." Servine began grinding against his clothed hard-on, making him groan in newfound feeling. A smirk adopted itself onto her face as she saw Rigel's expression.
Good thing he confessed or this would count as non-consensual...
The reason why she wasn't being shy or why Rigel was smelling that sweet scent was because Servine's mating season had started while they were in the school. She had been praying that Rigel won the Translator for her so she could confess for him, but it seems even when you lose, you win.
Rigel could feel something dripping on his pants and when he looked, he saw that his crotch area was nearly soaked through. The culprit was Servine, the flustered Grass Snake's nether lips puffy and swollen in arousal.
"R-rigel~..." she moaned, having been stimulated far too much by her actions. She needed that cock, and she wanted it now. She reached for his zipper, having trouble due to her leafy hands. But she was stopped. Servine whined and looked up at Rigel, face showing desperate need.
His face, was one of someone far too embarrassed yet greatly hot and bothered. "Let me..." He let her go and unzipped his pants effortlessly, moving her a bit so he could pull them down. His 6" member sprang up into the air, Servine drooling a little at the sight. Her puffy labia clenched up and flaring, making her groan helplessly before she grabbed him.
Rigel couldn't help but moan at the contact; this was his first time doing something like this at all; he doesn't know what masturbating is and porn is a foreign language to him. His member throbbed in her grasp, letting loose some of his pre. Servine licked it up, earning a gasp from Rigel. "Oh y-yeah~..."
Servine liked making him do those noises and set to doing so, licking from the base to the tip slowly. It helped with the build-up as he leaked more pre for her to taste. But she wanted more of him, so she stopped licking.
Rigel glanced down at her with one eye open, watching her move closer to his cock. Before he could say anything...
"Ser-AHHHHH~!" Servine took the mushroom-like tip in her mouth, stretching her cheeks in the process. Rigel throbbed in her mouth, it turning her on some more. A heat flared within her vagina, spurring her on further so they could get to the main event of this show. With the best her small body could allow, Servine leaned forward and took in after inch into her mouth, enclosing what she could in the warmth of her dental cavern.
Rigel couldn't hold it at this point and promptly jizzed in her mouth, sending her back to the tip from the force of his pent-up lust. The amount of cum he spewed into her almost made her choke on the cum in her mouth. She swallowed as fast as she could, trying to take it all, but alas he was one of build-up and some trickled out of the corners of her mouth.
When Rigel finally stopped cumming his load, he looked to see Servine coughing to clear her throat. He felt bad, even in his afterglow.
"Sorry about...that Servine...Wanna stop...?" She held up one of her hands to stop him there, doubled over to help catch her breath. When her breathing slowed, she looked back at him.
"Let's keep going...I really like how your seed flooded my mouth~..." Her look got slutty again and before he knew it, she was closer to his face, tail hiked up and her entire lower body hovering over his member. Before she could lower herself, Rigel stopped her.
"Don't hurt yourself Ser." he said, concern etched into his voice. She shook her head at him.
"I'll be fine..."
"But this is your first time, right?"
"...No..." She didn't want to explain what happened after she confessed to 'him'. She hated thinking about that dark and stormy day...
I hope that bastard rots in jail for what he did to me...
"Uh Servine...? You're scowling..." Rigel always felt the need to warn her of when she makes certain facial expressions. His voice alerted her and she looked down, face neutral.
In a quiet voice, she asked, "Let's not talk about it, okay?" He nodded, letting the atmosphere relax. But then her pussy flared again, making her groan louder. It seems it wouldn't stop until she got something to fill her and the right tool was under her. She actively fought his grip, trying to get down on it.
Rigel didn't want his wrists broken, so he let her down himself, watching her lips spread just to take the tip in. Servine moaned in bliss, finally feeling what she'd been craving for a few months fill her needy pussy. It stretched her almost painfully, but it felt so good. Out of pleasure, she slipped further down, intent on getting more inside her. Rigel helped her down, getting lost in her tightness.
Servine felt a little disappointed when she found her limit was halfway. Curse her small body. As she came to rest, she ground around his cock, getting its under-skin to scratch her when she wanted it. It worked as she had started moaning in pleasure, but it wasn't enough. She rose up, having to use her hands that were on his chest to help.
Rigel beat her to the punch and brought her back down, actually getting another inch inside. Drunk off lust, he brought her back up to the tip and slammed her back down, repeating this process and steadily growing speed. Servine felt so full, and her heat was going away with each slam down. Her arousal helped thrusting be easy and made everything all the more enjoyable.
Maybe when I evolve, I'll take it a-
"AHHH~!" Servine was cut off from her thoughts as Rigel had angled a thrust right into a certain nub of flesh in her. This had caused her to go rigid before a gush of her fluids came out. Her unexpected climax made her very sensitive, and her clit was nice and engorged like her pussy.
The whole time Rigel had been unable to move his cock an inch with how tight she got. Now he was getting close. As payback for the near choke-hold, he reached to her, teasingly rubbing the area above her labia with a finger. This sent little spikes of pleasure throughout Servine's body, making her grind against his cock just to lean into his finger.
"Ah ah ah. Wouldn't want you to cum so fast again~..." Servine groaned; great, he knows the right way to tease her. She couldn't do it herself since she had short arms, but she did have whips. When she brought those out, Rigel inwardly gulped.
One grabbed his wrist, bringing his hand back to her nether regions, while the other went to his cock, wrapping around the base. It wasn't tight to prevent climax, but it was tight enough for Rigel as his member throbbed in her again.
Satisfied with her work, Servine restarted, using the vine on his cock to help her bounce faster and harder. Rigel grabbed her hips and started thrusting up into her, jarring her body. No sooner he started doing this, she had another climax, soaking his cock with her juices again. The vine on his cock began to slip off as Rigel sped up, so close to being pushed over the edge.
After some time, he slammed her down as far as she could anatomically go, firing more of his load deep into her womb. Since she was small in stature, it all easily overflowed and spewed out onto the couch cushions and floor. Just from the feeling, Servine had yet another climax, weaker than the last ones but still strong on her body.
Rigel came down from his high slowly, panting hard from all the effort he put into fucking her so rough. Servine panted, albeit a little harder, before falling off to the side and landing to his left. Her belly felt full of his seed and her heat was gone.
"T-t-thanks for this Rigel...I feel...so h-happy...I can't wait to evolve..." she mumbled, well in her afterglow. Rigel barely heard as his eyes felt like concrete, slowly being pulled down by gravity before they shut...

The Next Morning...
Rigel was having a dream about him and Servine going at it again, but this time in the traditional way feral Pokemon do it-in other words Doggy-Style. Rigel loomed over her, his cock disappearing into her pussy as fast as a piston. As she did was squirm and moan in helpless abandon.
It felt so good to Rigel, so much that he thrust into her one more time before cumming into her vagina. Unlike last time, however, she took it all in and none of it trickled out nor escaped when he felt back.
"W-wow...You took it a-all...?" The dreamscape began blurring out, letting him know he was waking up. When he did, he met the harsh glare of sun rays and the sight of a big, green snake sucking his cock-
Wait, big, green snake!?
Rigel looked down, seeing the light green muzzle envelop his member eagerly. His leg raised a bit, catching its attention. Slowly, it pulled off with a lewd pop.
"Morning Rigel." The sound of Servine's voice came through its mouth.
"S-servine!?" he asked, hoping she didn't get abducted by someone and was dealing with a Ditto.
"Yep! It seems I evolved before I went to sleep last night. Like what you see~?" She showed off her body, coiling around for him to see every feature, her lower region especially.
"Y-yep...Very much..." Rigel was flustered again as the sight of her pussy made his cock throb at attention. It looked tighter than before, and with her longer body no doubt she'd take it all no problem.
"Good~...Now, how's to another round before you start your day?" The tip of her tail snaked its way up his member, circling the tip. He moaned at the contact.
"O-okay...But we can't take...long...I still have school, remember...~?"
"Ah yes, that. You'll have to decide on where you'd spend more time now..." she mysteriously said, making Rigel look up at her as she looked down on him with her amber eyes.
"What do you mean...?" Serperior didn't answer verbally; she brought his hand to her belly. Making him rub it, Rigel could just feel the slightest bugles of the edges of...
"Eggs? But...how...? We're different species..."
"I prayed for a miracle.. And Arceus granted it..." she said, feeling the warmth the two eggs brought her.
"Looks like that family reunion is gonna be an uproar..." Rigel said before getting up, ready to start the day anew with a new routine in his head...

Well ain't that sweet?
A nice little pregnancy ending to make readers question why I'd do it.
Well, it's all apart of a plot I'm brewing. All the clues relating to such a thing are, just like this one, at the end.
What is this family reunion? Where is it going down? Who's gonna be there?
You'll just have to find out once everyone's been sated. :P
And do please tune in for more; if we're lucky, we might be seeing some...return pairings...
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