(Author's Note: I am writing, well, adult-themed parts and pieces of Nanoman94's story, To See the World. I will write these chapters as "3.5" or "15.5", you get the idea. If you haven't read his story up to that point, you will not understand mine. So, I guess I've kept you from the story long enough. Here we go! ~Truth)

Chapter .5
Kiara's Perspective

I was walking through the forest, looking for a berry bush to help with my appetite. My blue hair swayed gently as I walked, the orange horns keeping it mostly in place. I soon spotted what I wanted, an Oran bush just behind a few trees. The berries were small, round and blue, and smelled like honey when I put one to my nose. I opened my mouth, and enjoyed the flavor and dry texture of the berries.

I felt full after my third berry. I haven't eaten much, not since I was thrown out of the den. My parents and siblings shunned me for my differently colored hair, and my orange horns and eyes. "It's just not normal for a young Ralts," I heard my mother say.

I've made a nice living for myself, taking shelter in a cave behind a small waterfall. It's not much, but a small grass nest, a decent spot away from predators or evil Pokémon, and it was good enough. On such a full stomach, however, and so late in the day, I felt sleepy thinking of my den. I passed out under the bush, too tired to move. It would be the biggest mistake I've made in my life.

I woke up an hour later, judging by the position of the sun. I was being poked with a paw. It belonged to a poocheyna, who reeled back when he saw me move. "Hey, guys, it is alive!" he said, and I saw five more of them appear from the shrubbery. They all looked at me with hungry eyes, and I knew I couldn't fight them- my only attack move was confusion, which would be useless on the dark-types.

"Uhh, hello…" I cautiously said.

"Hello, little Ralts," one of them said. He walked forward, a slightly bigger male than the rest. A scar lay over his right eye, probably from a pidgey claw. He must be the pack leader. "Do you know just how far in our territory you are?" his voice was deep, and powerful. I knew I didn't want to get on his bad side.

"Umm… no, I don't; I'm sorry. I didn't know this was your territory…" one of the other pack members cut me off, however.

"Boss, there are oran cores over here. The Ralts was eating our food!" he exclaimed. Several jeers of anger followed. The leader silenced them.

"Did you eat these berries?" he asked me.

"Well, yes… I was really hungry…" I responded.

"Well, that's okay." The rest of his pack was confused as much as I was from his statement.

"R-Really?"

"Yeah. We'll just have to take them back by ripping you open!" he howled, as did his pack, and I took the opportunity to run. I couldn't hope to get away, I had to outsmart them. I ducked behind a tree while I ran, but I climbed up the gnarled bark instead of running more or hiding behind it. I hid myself in the branches, looking down as they circled the base of the tree, sniffing for my scent.

One of them looked up, and instantly screamed, "There it is!" curse my damn blue hair. If I was a normal-colored Ralts, I could blend in with the leaves easier. Hell, my parents wouldn't have thrown me out if I was normal! A shadow ball flew up, missing me by inches. A second one hit the branch I sat on, knocking both it and me to the ground. I started to get up and run, but a poocheyna placed his paw on my dress, preventing me from running.

"Let me go! I'm sorry!" I screamed in terror. They didn't have to use Mean Look- I was already petrified with fear. I looked into the poochyna's eyes as he stared me down, finding malice, but a small hint of curiosity.

"Boss, something doesn't seem right…" He called over to the scar-faced leader. He pawed over, sniffing the air.

"What don't you see right, Fang? You caught it. You've earned the right to kill it." The leader said. I squealed in fear, scared for my life.

"Boss, our rules… I think killing this Ralts would go against them." I lapsed in my fear-induced squealing, hopeful.

"Oh, just rip the damn dress off. If you can't tell the gender when it's on, then rip the fabric off the stupid human-pretender." The leader said, holding my head. It was true- certain species of Pokémon, including mine, were so much like humans that we wear clothes. There are others, but the Ralts evolution chain is the best-known for the feature.

"Alright boss." The poocheyna named Fang said. He dug his claws in the fabric of my dress, and ripped across it enough to look in. I blushed a mad red when I knew he looked at my crotch. "Boss, the Ralts is a girl. Killing her is against our code."

I sighed a deep relief as both poocheyna got off me. I was still frozen to the spot, but I managed to pull up the torn part of my clothes, covering myself as best I could. "So, you're not going to kill me…?"

"No, little girl. But there will need to be a consequence; you did steal our food." The pack leader said.

"Wh-What would that be…?" I asked.

"We are a pack, and we are males. We have certain… needs."

I thought for a second, then immediately got what they were suggesting. "No! I mean, is there another way?"

"Well, you have two options. The first is, you take that little dress off and service us," I didn't like the sound of that one. "Or you run, we catch you, rip off your clothes, and do it ourselves. Which one, little girl?"

"Umm…" I bolted without a moment's notice. I ran faster than I ever did before, sure that I could get away. What I didn't account for, however, was my dress's rip falling far enough for my leg to slide through it. I tripped, ripping the fabric more, causing it to simply rip off me as I tumbled over. A large, furry paw pinned itself on my back, rendering me unable to move.

"You've got some spice, girl," the leader said in my ear, his hot breath spilling out onto my neck. "That's good. I like them fiery." He licked my neck, sending shivers up my spine. I knew what was about to happen. And I knew I couldn't stop it.

I felt another mouth lick my back, another poocheyna. Both tongues licked me all over, coating me in their sloppy wetness. The other poocheyna licked my tender folds, and I reflexively moaned out loud. His tongue prodded my labia, pushing through them and reaching my clitoris, sending bolts of pleasure towards my brain. I ignored it as best I could- I needed to get them to stop, no matter how much the reasoning part of my mind said it was no use.

Both mouths eventually left me alone, however. I cautiously stood up, to see myself surrounded by six lustful wolves. All of them looked at me, examining my body. All of them had their manhoods unsheathed, and in plain view. "Fang," the leader said. "You caught her first. You may have first rights to her."

"Thank you, leader," the poocheyna in front of me said. He walked up to me, towering his head above me. "Lay down on your back." He commanded. When I refused, he used slash on me, knocking me into his intended position. He placed his large paws on my shoulders, pinning me down helplessly. He licked my cheek, dragging my flesh along with his tongue.

"Please, don't do this," I said. "I'll do anything, just not this."

"Too late, my flower," he said, pressing his manhood against my folds. It was an intense pressure, and he slid in the head of his cock, stretching my walls a bit. "Oh? Not a virgin, are we? Someone's dirtier than they look." In reality, I am a virgin; it's just that I broke my hymen moons ago when I fell wrong off a hill. I wasn't about to let him know that, though.

He pushed in more, and I screamed out in pain. I've never had anything that big in there before- no, I've never had anything in there before! He licked my neck while he slid in, until he had half his manhood in me. He then clamped his jaws around my neck, not hard, but hard enough that I would cut myself on his fangs if I moved.

I moaned loudly as he pulled out a little, then plunged back in. He repeated this movement- in, out, in, out. He picked up speed, not caring how much pain I was in. he stopped again, at the same length he was at before, and pushed more in. more and more, until I felt him deeper in me.

"Stop! You're in my womb!" I screamed. I could feel his cock inside my womb, past my cervix. He started his motion again, but I had to admit that the pain was wearing off. I moaned in pure pleasure, but I was a novice at this. I felt a pressure build up inside me. It got bigger, and bigger, until it happened.

My first climax.

I involuntarily clenched my muscles, gripping the manhood inside of me. Juices flowed out of my flower, spilling out onto the ground. He didn't stop, however. He kept going until he lifted his head up to howl at the sky, and I felt his manhood throb. Instantly, I felt thick streams of semen enter me, filling my womb. Three thick streams entered me, spilling out from filling me up. He pulled out of me and flopped onto the ground, exhausted. The juices in me flowed out slowly, and I felt all of them as they exited.

"I'm next." The leader said.

I managed to scream. A cry for help. "Someone, Anyone, Help!" I screamed. The leader walked over and clamped his hand on my mouth. However, before he could say something back, a figure emerged from the bushes. It was a human, with green hair and black clothing, trimmed with red.

"What the hell is going on here?" he said. The poocheyna, frightened, scattered in an attempt to get away. I laid on the ground, unable to move. He walked over, and crouched above me. "Are you okay?"

"Yes… but how… can you understand me..?"

"I was born with the gift, but never mind that now. Let's get you cleaned up." He picked me up, and brought me back to the human settlement he was from. He cleaned me up, got me a new dress from the Pokémon research lab (They apparently had an elderly Gardevoir there who helped in cases like mine.) He offered for me to join him, to travel the world.

I said yes.

(Weeeeeeeeel, how'd 'yall like it? Anyhow, leave a comment, pm me, whatever you do, or ignore me. I'm planning on doing more, so don't worry, all of you who get off to this stuff. Nanoman94, if you're reading this, which I bet you aren't, I hope I did well with your characters. Sorry for the rushed ending, pressed for time at school and home. Clean your keyboards regularly! ~Truth)