Jenna sat alone in her bed, typing away on her phone. She was in a relatively good mood today as it was the first day of December. Christmas was coming, and coming quickly.

Though she was disappointed she couldn't go home for Christmas day, her financial situation simply wasn't allowing it. But she was content with going down a week previously and she had no problem sleeping in Christmas morning. It was half-past 10 A.M. and she had the day off work. Wednesdays in Driftviel city weren't the most active, it was the run-of-the mill weekday morning.

She stretched, wiping her long, blonde hair from her eyes. She stared up at the ceiling, wishing that she didn't have to walk. The air mattress she slept on was comfy enough to say otherwise, and she hated moving. Eventually she tossed back the blankets and stood up, making it her goal to go get food. She didn't bother putting on pants. She lived alone with her Pokémon, who has no shame staring at her shapely ass. All she was wearing was a red baggy sweater that she took from her brother.

With another stretch, Jenna opened the door. She began to walk out into her living room when she felt a Sharp jab into her neck. She flinched, before she could look over to see just what had happened, a hand was over her mouth and her body was slammed against the wall. "This is Unit Three. We found the girl who has it." She heard a man's voice speak, presumably into a walky-talky. She immediately began to panic. But her struggle was null.

She heard a another man's voice. "Struggling won't get you anywhere, honey." He chuckled in a low, gravelly tone. She glanced around to find the voice of her assaulters. Neo Team Plasma. Her eyes Widened, her flailing and kicking continued but to no avail. She could see the devious smirks through their masks, they eyed her up and down, she knew full well what their intentions were. "Put the car in park and secure the apartment, we're gonna be here for a while" Said the Plasma Grunt to his Walky.

She hated herself for not going to bed clothed. She knew that Neo Team Plasma made a resurgence in Unova over the past few months. She should have listened to her brother and left Driftviel. But she had always been too stubborn for her own good. The grunts hands began to move down her body, she almost gave up before she heard a soothing voice.

Don't move, I have them. She heard him communicating through her mind. And with that, She smirked under the cover of her captors hand. She watched the cheek of her assailant be splattered with red, and his eyes widen with fear. They both turned their attention to the Team Plasma member with a large bone stuck right through his jawline. He coughed, nothing but blood escaping his mouth before he stumbled and fell against the wall.

Jenna delivered a swift kick to the Team Plasma's groin. He released the grasp he had on her and cupped himself. Quickly reaching for his Walky. "Fuck. Fuck! Unit Three requesting back-up! M-man down! Man dow-" He couldn't finish his plight before he was sent soaring down the hallway. In his place stood the source of the previous Grunt's death. A shiny lucario.

Jenna stood there, trembling, yet relieved Lucario was in the house. There's more on the way. Get clothes on, please. Lucario stated calmly. He walked over to the Grunt's body, yanking out the bone from his windpipe. He made his way over to the Grunt who was currently in the process of standing back up. To her luck, Jenna shut the door before she could see why the Grunt was now screaming in agony.

She rushed over to her drawer, scrambling through her wardrobe. "This is the second time in two months" She muttered to herself through shakey words. "You fucking idiots". She knew what this was about, they wanted her Lucario. It wasn't surprising seeing as she has seemingly the only shiny Lucario in all of Unova. Not to mention a strong, prize winning one. The first time this happened they saw them coming, Lucario beat them to the punch before they could even draw out their own Pokémon.

But this, this was planned, this was deliberate and thought out. And not to mention they even broke into their house undetected. They were getting smarter. She had to commend them on that. She wasn't shaken up about them breaking in, she was shaken up about almost being raped. That was dirty. And she was ready to help her pokèmon rip apart every last one of them.

As she slid her socks on, she noticed something. Something felt, off. Her vision began to blur. Not to the extent to where she couldn't see, but to the point where motion was elapsed. Drawn out, blurry. She looked around her room, struggling to hold a thought in place. Her mind quickly snapped back to the Sharp jab she felt at her neck when she was first assaulted by the Grunts.

She stood up, the force of the gravity weighed on her. She tried to walk a straight line to the door but walking in her current state was easier said than done. Her hand fumbled with the doorknob before the door creaked open. "Holy shit" she whispered to herself "What. The fuck is going on?". She glanced around. Stepping out of her room and into her hallway. Noticing the dead Grunts lying dormant on the floor. Their blood was forming a small but growing pool on the Oakwood floor.

She slowly walked towards the Grunt whom Lucario tossed down the hallway. As if she was amused, a grin began to stretch across her face. She was bewilderingly confused, the logic of the events made no sense under the context of the situation. That was until she noticed the syringe in the Grunt's hand.

Jenna was now giggling. Maybe it was the reality of the situation weighing in on her. Or maybe it was whatever those men injected into her. She turned herself around and began walking. This was the weirdest trip she had ever been on and she hated every minute of it. But whatever was in that needle made her brain tingle with glee.

Maybe this is what they wanted me to be like. She thought. Drugged up and too happy to refuse.

Her giggle fits turned into laughter. She stumbled into a wall, trying to keep herself upright. From the kitchen, Lucario heard her thoughts. Jenna. What do you mean 'drugged up?' .

The yellow-hued fighting type set down the knife he was holding onto the small pile of weaponry he had accumulated, and scurried out into the hallway. The grunts! He heard Jenna think. They did a thing to me I don't even… Her thoughts trailed away as Lucario approached her. He stood her up against the wall, afraid that she would fall over. Her sputters of giggles and ramblings were nonsensical to him.

"Loooook!" She laughed out, pointing to the syringe in the dead Grunt's hand. Lucario stared at the boy's hand, his eyes slowly widening.

FUCK! He cursed. All Jenna did was laugh some more and fall into her Pokémon. "I love you so much…" She mumbled. Lucario shook his head. Trying to make sense of this, thinking of a plan. He then heard the front door downstairs slam open.

He was alerted. His eyes darkened as his Aura flared up around him.

Get to your room now. He thought to her, easing her down against the wall. You may also want to call a repairman. He walked away from her, not breaking eye contact until he turned the corner.

Jenna fell on her side with a soft smile on her face. If she wasn't having a drug induced adventure she would be terrified. Her blurry vision sent her eyes affixed on her bedroom door. But her body wasn't currently moving towards it. She lied flat on her stomach in front of the Grunts body. Giggling as she did. Her sense of color was tightened and it amazed her. The feeling of imminent danger was all but gone in an instant. She was just glad she was now wearing pants.

Lucario had his back against the wall beside the stairwell. "This is Unit Five. Unit Three do you read me? We're in the building! We're here for backup!" Unit Three's backup squadron had arrived. Lucario's maw curled up into a smile. A butcher knife was currently levitating and aimed straight ahead. He closed his eyes, trying to collect a body count based on the rampaging footsteps coming up the stairs.

At least six. He thought. They're making it too easy.

The moment the first Grunt reared his head around the corner, the knife was sent, and the wall was painted red.

One down.

"What the fuck!?" Screamed a female grunt. Clearly shocked to see her comrade pinned against a wall with a knife in his head.

Lucario ducked around the corner into the kitchen. He grabbed yet another knife. The remaining five burst into the living room outside of the kitchen. "Where the fuck are You?" The grunt screamed. Making no effort to try and cease her fearful shaking.

The gilded Pokémon peaked his head out from around the corner. Indeed there was five left. Two girls, three boys. They were searching around the living room. Moving the couch, looking behind shelves. Seeking their target. He gave out a whistle to beckon them into the kitchen as he pulled his head back around the corner. They all stopped moving, he knew they were terrified.

"Well? Get in there!" Yelled one of the female grunts to the rest of her squadron. "Are you kidding me? We're gonna be killed. you saw what happened to Dylan!" A male grunt said, gesturing to his associate currently in the wall.

"Well where are your Pokémon?" The other female said, getting in his face.

"We're all low level grunts! We haven't been given any yet. You know that!" All the Grunts looked at each other, unsatisfied.

"Fine!" Said the first girl, withdrawing her combat knife and walking into the kitchen "If you want something done you have to do it your-" She was cut off by Lucario grabbing her by the torso, slamming her head into the corner of the stove, and swiftly jutting the knife into her back. All before she could make a sound.

As she drew her last gasp of air, Lucario chuckled.

Two.

"Shit" Lucario heard them from the other room. His head snapped in his targets direction. He smirked, materializing a bone into his hand.

He dashed out of the kitchen. Quickly striking one of the Grunts in the stomach. Sending him in to the bookshelf behind him. The Grunts were now alert of their target,and began withdrawing their knives and batons. With a roar, Lucario swiftly tossed his bone at the last female Grunt. Her ribcage quickly shattered and her body fell forward over the couch.

That's three.

The two standing male Grunts charged at the yellow beast standing before him. He dodged out of the way quickly, giving him a window to grab both of them by the ear and toss them against the wall.

Jenna was still on the floor having herself a time. She heard the commotion in the living room, all her present common sense failed her as she found herself sat up against the wall and interested in whatever Lucario was doing to those people she heard screaming.

The Shiny Pokémon continued to humor the Grunts. Finding enjoyment in their fear. And how desperate they were to keep themselves alive. Every swing they made with a baton was missed and followed up with a hook to their head or a blow to their stomach. He thought they would give up by now but they were certainly the persistent couple. Bored of this, Lucario materialized another bone.

With a swift movement, he jabbed it through the advancing grunts skull before he could swing his weapon. Lucario watched as the Grunt fell face first onto the floor in front of the television. The only grunt still standing yelled as he ran towards his target.

Lucario stepped out of the way as he watched the Grunt run towards his deceased friend, he didn't have time to think before his torso was pushed down and through the same bone that was in his allies head. His screams of pain were quickly ceased as Lucario's paws twisted his neck far past the breaking point.

Four, and five. He thought. Proudly grinning. He looked around the room, at the busted TV. The bloodstained and battered walls. The crimson blood on his golden fur. He was quickly worried about how they were going to pay for all of this. But his attention turned to the Sixth grunt who was still smashed against a bookshelf. Currently struggling to stand up. "Please! Just be quick about it please!". He begged.

Lucario just stood there, silent.

"Fuck him up!" Lucario was shocked to see Jenna leaning against the archway to the living room. She was still drugged up and as giggly as before. Jenna would've felt bad about not helping her Pokémon fight if she could feel any negative emotions at this time. Lucario sighed, setting his palm to his face.

I told you to stay in your room, Jenna. Lucario stated, calmly. "I was gonna but then I decided to not. Not, do that!" She sputtered out through chuckles. The Pokémon couldn't help but smile as he walked over to the Grunt, materializing one final bone. The boy quivered, mumbling his last pleas.

Lucario held the bone out towards his drugged up roommate. Think you're able to do the honors? He smiled through dead eyes. Jenna raised he chin up, daintily yanking the bone out of her Pokémon's hand. "Myyy pleasure!" She locked her blurry sights on the Grunt. With a giggle, she forcefully shoved the bone through his skull, into the bookshelf. Ending his life.

That's six. Thought Lucario. Putting his arm around Jenna's waste. The blonde girl continued to giggle as she stumbled into her pokemon's arms. She was worn out, but she was aware that her Pokèmon most likely just saved her life. "I'm sorry I got drugged up this early on a wednesday". She said into his chest.

Lucario rolled his eyes with a smile. Oh how will I ever forgive You? He joked. His masculine voice was now invading Jenna's mind. It was most definitely the radicals running through her system that was making her sex drive suddenly flare.

Her hands moved down Lucario's front. But were quickly cut off by her Pokémon holding her away. Really? Right now? Is this, really the best time? Of course he wasn't going to say no, they have had sex in stranger situations. But everything about this case would be considered 'improperly timed'.

"But why not?" said Jenna, her eyes more or less focused on Lucario's. She was already set on sex, so she was going to get it. "C'Mon Lukeyyy.."

Lucario blushed, he loved and hated when she called him that. The moment felt wrong, but everything about Jenna's current condition felt right. He knew this would feel amazing for her. Before he knew it. He was deadlocked in a kiss.

Jenna pushed her entire body weight into Lucario's front. Her kisses were sloppy bit passionate. More than enough to push Lucario into the mood. His paws found her long blonde hair And he began to gently tug as she continued to kiss and nip at her soft neck. Jenna mewled with glee. Happy that he complied and happy to be given attention. Lucario stumbled and fell backwards onto the couch. Jenna was fine with this outcome as she was now on top of him and in control. She continued her kissing, now running her hands up and down the Pokémon's firm gruff body.

Lucario's mind was running rampant. His sense of decency was thrown out the window. As he danced his paws down the backside of his partner, working every groove and curve. He couldn't null the thought that anyone could walk in right now. The police, more members of Team Plasma, imagine the image. A girl and her Pokèmon, becoming increasingly intimate while there is eight lifeless bodies lying in their apartment. He snapped back into reality to see that Jenna was currently having trouble removing her sweater. He huffed with a smirk as he helped the girl undress herself.

As her perky breasts danced in his eyes. He felt as stir in his groin. His eyes shot down to see his sizeable canine-cock emerging from its sheath.

He had now wished Jenna didn't put on pants. His prick rubbed against her stomach, making her quiver at the sight. She giggled as she bit her lip. She slid her body down over it, her breasts generously grazing the tip as she moved passed. Lucario growled, anticipating her actions.

"Have you always been this huge?" She asked, dazed. Yes, you're high. Just suck my dick. He thought through a gritted smile. She laughed with a shrug, happily taking the tip into her mouth. Through her eyes, Lucario had been sexier than he's ever been. Something about staring up at him as she bobbed her head up and down drove her harder than she's ever driven seconds, all 9 inches of her Pokémon's thick meat was down her throat. She moaned, loving the enhanced sensation.

...pants off. Now. He ordered her. He was already approaching his breaking point and he didn't want this to end so quickly. At least not without showing her what sex could feel like while she was in her current state. She daintily nodded. She rose to her knees over him. Fumbling with her zipper. Lucario sighed, smirking at her. Stand up and turn around.

She nodded at him with a smile and arose to her feet. She stood with her back before him. He sat up with a grunt as his canine eyes were fixated on his partners glorious ass. He reached between her legs, slowly encroaching on the zipper in the front. Jenna quivered. His sudden teasing was enough to make her slap him, she hated how he took his dear sweet time to rub at her aching flower. She was biting her lip so hard she swore she could taste blood, but she could barely feel pain. Eventually his paws found the zipper. He had it pulled down in a matter of seconds as well as her pants.

Jenna didn't bother to put on underwear, as usual. But Lucario didn't mind at all. He delivered a swift smack to her hind. Causing her to yelp. As he continued his treatment on her ass, his free hand had found her now exposed pussy. As he slid his soft, agile hands around her area. Moans fell out of the drugged up woman's mouth. He inserted a finger and began to pulse it in and out. His eyes were fixated on his targets twitching pearl as her giggle-filled exclamations continued to riverboat throughout the room.

His warm breathes felt like magma on her aching mound. Jenna was already close to her breaking point even before any penetration had occurred. She hated it, but every other part of her vulnerable body was forcing her to love it. The toucher, the touch, the rush. She wanted to scream but her body was too focused on Lucario's work to make any sudden movements.

I know this is driving you insane. Lucario thought. I know you hate this. With every word his fingerwork grew faster. "Ssstopppp!" She yelled, breathy laughs clogging her words.

As if he was obeying her, he quickly hoisted her into the air. She yelped, the quck motion of being lifted startling her. But she knew what was coming.

Beg. He thought, bearing his teeth with a deliciously sinful smile.

"Wh- whaa?" Jenna was so horny she couldn't form coherent thoughts anymore.

Beg for my cock. Now. Another slap reared her ass. Snapping her into her submissive nature.

"Ah! P-please! I hate when you make me beg". She did in fact love when she had to beg.

More. He pushed her. "Please! Holy fuck just put it in me already!" She buried her head into his shoulder. She was almost embarrassed of the situation. If she wasn't so loopy she'd be a lot more defensive. But both of them knew of how vulnerable she was for the taking.

Good girl. And with that, he quickly trusted himself into her.

The initial insertion caused a howl to resonate through the apartment. Jenna's eyes rolled back as her Pokémon began to forcefully move her up and down upon his cock. His growls of satisfaction were flowing through Jenna's ears. Adding to her excitement.

Her hands clung into his soft, gilded fur as she struggled to breath. The feeling of his girth intruding violently into her cunt was better than it had ever been. Tears of joy filled her eyes as the ride continued.

He shifted his weight towards her, slamming her baked and twitching body into the adjacent wall. She laughed, the aggressiveness only pushing her further. She pleaded him to go harder, causing him to strike her hind once more. Her noises of ecstasy grew louder as Lucario's rough paws found her velvet blonde hair. Her head arched as her hair was tugged back, her head gently banging against the drywall as Lucario's assault in her pussy continued.

He gritted his teeth. He was reaching his breaking point and and didn't want this occasion to be over. He estimated that they kept this up. Jenna wrapped her legs around the rear of her Pokemon, she was done screaming, she could only be bothered to give jagged moans as her teeth sunk into Lucario's neck. He chuckled as he felt the beautiful sting of her love bite, not knowing that would be the thing to drive him over the edge. He growled, he could barely think, the only thing he was focused on was the sweet release of climax. His hips moved as if they had a mind of their own. As if he forgot she was there, Jenna's violent convulsing and tightness of her pussy told her one thing, she had just came. She had a euphoric expression on her face, the only noises emanating from her were loud, drawn out sighs of relief as lucario continued his treatment.

One arm gripped her ass as the other held her head against the wall as Lucario's thrusting came to a sudden halt. Strand after strand of his semen shot into her. His hips shook as growls leapt from his mouth with every shot of hot cum. His grip tightened on her and his shaking ripped through him as his orgasm shook his mind. His breath slowed, and his mind slowly came down from the high. Jenna could barely speak, as Lucario's cum dripped out of her, all she could do was mewl at the feeling. She wouldn't be calming down from this for a long while.

As lucario pulled out, taking with it the excess semen that dripped out of Jenna's satisfied slit, he gently fell backwards onto the floor. Right from of one the deceased grunts.

Jenna embraced her Pokemon as her exhaustion was soon going to drift her off to sleep. Lucario was still panting, gently stroking his trainer's hair, luling her to sleep. As he looked around, head spinning, he sighed through clenched teeth. Eight bodies, killed at hands of him. And her, but mostly him. He had to clean this up before anyone was to arrive. But for now, he just wanted to let Jenna sleep.

Time to move out, again. He thought.