Warm and Cuddly
Once upon a time in the region of Johto, a teenage black-haired boy was walking along the dirt road.
Well, what was meant by walking was really shuffling and dragging of the feet, as our intrepid hero (named Jahalan Orst Xanatos by his dumb mother and equally dumb father) was in a VERY bad mood and did not at all want to talk to or see anyone else. He had a black mop of hair, was 6'12'', and had golden eyes rimmed by ochre on the outside of the iris. He had a blue jumper on with black jeans with ripped holes around the knee area. He had two pokeballs (one banana yellow on the top and the other a funny green-blue, like the sea) on his belt one of which was empty. The boy's Drifloon was bouncing along the air behind the boy's wake, gurgling happily, oblivious of its trainer's black mood.
The other pokeball had a magikarp which was a present from his supposed best friend Harley Farley, although Jahalan Orst Xanatos suspected he had done it for a laugh at his expense. Well, whatever it wasn't like they were friends anymore.
Presently he found himself coming out of the forest which bordered his home town and his eyes found swaths of open green space with clusters of wildflowers dotted about behind a short wooden fence.
"This is more like it …" Jahalan growled.
"This is more like it …" Jahalan growled.
He vaulted the fence and proceeded on his way, ignorant of his pet Drifloon floating on above him.
On and on he trod in the empty fields, one after the next while the sun marched its way across the overcast sky. Each field was the same: grass, grass, and more grass – and nothing else.
When he came on to the last field, however, he saw a wondrous vision of total perfection.
All aloe in that one, last field, was a single, beautiful, breathtaking Mareep. Its wool shone like bright spun gold,its intensity rivalling that of the mythical Golden Fleece, its tail ball gleamed like a top-quality, highly polished, expensive gem. Its blue face was of the deepest, purest azure color. And the eyes! What amazing eyes. Jahalan Orst Xanatos could not tear himself away from them, and the longer he stared into those eyes, the faster his heart beat.
His mouth became increasingly dry the closer he got to the gorgeous, breath-taking picture of beauty.
As he got closer, the Mareep turned at the noise and saw him. It did not try to run away, but actually got closer!
"Mareep!" she cried joyfully.
Jahalan was amazed. The Mareep seemed just as attracted to him as he was to her. Things could not be more astounding than this!
Jahaln was in a daze as his body became overcome with desire. He pulled down his pants. The mareep turned around and backed into him, lifting her tail invitingly, batting her eyelashes demurely.
"Ungh …" Jahalan's stiffy grew harder and he could not take it anymore. He grabbed hold of the Mareep and pushed into her pussy …
Jahalan looked down in frustration. His cock would not go in properly, and when he tried to push in it did not feel smooth. The sickening reek of the Mareep's smelly fur started to annoy his nose …
No matter … slowly he and the mareep began to …
Author's note, actually I think I should leave it there so that you can imagine for yourselves! Please rate and review! What u think?
