Darren finished explaining most of what he knew to Karen Buckthorne, but it wasn't much. She knew he needed to get to Hoenn, so she bought a few tickets for a ferry that in a nearby city. It was set to depart in just a week, and by Karen's estimations, Darren was due just the day before they would have to leave. They stocked up in Pokeballs and healing items, along with some food and water. Darren would need plenty of nutrients if he was going to carry Pokemon for Karen in his belly.

Generally, Karen sold a Pokemon once every week on slow seasons. If demand was going to stay the same, then Darren would only need to breed once a week, or a few times in a single day then wait to birth, a week to recover, and then breed again. He chose the latter, mostly because there was a recovery period and spitting out a baby once a week would mean he wouldn't get to enjoy most of the penises that would enter him.

Although this situation was somewhat similar to what the professor had him do, Darren at least had the freedom to complete his quest to find the mysterious island left behind by his grandparents. He wanted to contact his parents, but the thought of explaining to them that he had fucked numerous Pokemon dissuaded him.

"Let's get going." Darren said while releasing his Rapidash. Karen nodded and returned her Machamp to it's Pokeball. They both climbed aboard and both of them held tight as the horse Pokemon trotted, then sprinted forwards at incredible speeds. The next city was many miles away, but they could get there in just a day. Unfortunately, Rapidash's stamina wasn't all that great and would need a break after just an hour of riding. It didn't matter really because Darren would start to feel hungry pretty often and would need to have a snack once in a while since he was now carrying 6 inside of him.

Halfway through, while they were on one of their breaks, Arcanine suddenly burst out of his Pokeball. Karen, who was sitting under a tree next to Darren, recognized a problem. "You know about Arcanine breeding right?" Darren nodded no and asked, "Is there a problem?" Buckthorne shook her head yes and replied, "Most likely. Arcanines demand sex with their mates once a day just after the first time. That's why Arcanine has one of the highest rates of being disowned, because not only are they very willing to have sex with their masters, but once they do, it's hard to make them stop." Arcanine started nudging Darren, he was patient at first. "Is there any way to stop him? Like asking nicely?" Karen thought about it, then said, "You could try exerting dominance, but I don't think that works for most people. Trading him away could work, but these loyal dogs grow very depressed if they are traded. The only other option would be to just to run away every time he wants sex, come back when it's not in his mind, and repeat. Eventually, he'll forget about it or give up." Arcanine had nipped at Darren's shorts and was pulling it down to his thighs. "Do I run now?" Karen laughed and said, "You won't be able to outrun anything here. If you run, he'll just knock you straight on your back and take you there. Wait until you're in a town or city where you can lock doors or climb somewhere high quickly. Try not to make it a habit before then, or it'll take much longer for him to forget."

Darren guessed there was no other choice for now. It's not like he could carry two growlithes in him anyway, so the only harm would be money spent on healing items for himself. Karen got up and ate somewhere else, it would be weird to eat rice balls next to someone having sex. "You know you don't have to take it in the ass all the time though, right?" She said with her mouth full. "As long as his cocks in any one of your holes and if it feels like hes knotted something, then he'll be content." He stared at the Growlithe's growing cock and asked, "So a blowjob?" Karen nodded and said, "Just grip the flesh between the knot and his sheath. It's common practice for us breeders, except we use breeding mounts and not our mouths."

Darren thought he could give it a try, he'd already given a blowjob to his Rapidash before so he knew what to expect. Karen reached into her backpack and pulled a small foil out and tossed it to Darren. "Use that. Wouldn't want to walk into the next town covered in semen, right?" It was a collection condom for Pokemon. Darren unwrapped it and knelt down next to Arcanine. The smell of his wet cock filled his nostrils. He grabbed the base of his slimy and hot cock with one hand and proceeded to put the condom on with the other.

Once it was all the way on, Darren grabbed the flesh behind his knot and squeezed lightly to stimulate a knot, but it didn't inflate at all. He supposed the Arcanine wasn't satisfied with just that. The condom was already starting to fill and expand with the spurts of pre that came bountifully. Darren moved closer and moved his head under the Pokemon, then opened his mouth. He almost broke his jaw trying to fit it in, but once he did, he managed to push it until it poked the back of his throat.

That sated the Arcanine, because not long after, the bulbous cock started to grow. A powerful jet of semen blasted his throat and dumped into the condom. He could feel the latex dipping lower and lower into his throat as it grew heavier and larger for the next 15 or so minutes. Darren could also feel his neck expand just slightly, too slow to notice and too slight. Once his knot had grown to its maximum, Darren could feel the condom dip all the way into his upper chest. It was much hotter than his body temperature, so he could feel exactly where it was from its immense warmth. He started pulling it out and could feel it sliding out his throat and ball up in his mouth before pulling it out all the way.

"Holy fuck." Darren exclaimed when he saw just how much semen was in the condom. It was almost the size of a full grown watermelon in his hands, and the Arcanine would still spurt more semen once in a while until his knot had fully shrunk. He looked at it closer, admiring his semen suspended in a balloon. It was kind of yellow and very watery. It didn't have much viscosity at all and was near the same weight as his precum, which he could see small groups of inside.

Darren held the knot for the next few minutes until his Arcanine wanted out. Once his cock was starting to shrink, Darren took the condom off and held it by its ends while Arcanine returned to his Pokeball. "What do I do with it now?" He asked Karen. She shrugged and said, "Don't ask me. You can dump it out, doesn't really matter, just don't get any on me." He thought about letting it out on the grass floor, but had a better idea.

The semen was full of nutrients, and he was pregnant with 6 Pokemon, so he needed as much food as he can get. Why waste perfectly good semen, especially if it won't resort in a mess? He told Karen about what he was going to do, she looked disgusted and left a piece of mint gum next to her, then left.

The heavy condom full of cum was still warm to the touch. Darren put the opening in his mouth and lifted the bulbous latex up slowly. A waterfall of semen poured into his mouth, he gulped it all down as it filled his mouth. It tasted like metal and burned his throat, as he expected. Darren had to take multiple breaks in between, but once he was done, it felt like he had eaten 3 whole meals. His stomach was already pretty big, but then it looked like it had grown twice it's size.

There was a nasty aftertaste in his mouth, so he was thankful that Karen had left some gum for him. He unwrapped it and put it in his mouth and chewed. He put the empty condom in his pocket, since there was no trashcan nearby and he didn't want to litter, then returned to Karen and continued traveling to the next city.

The next 8 hours were fairly peaceful. By the time they reached the city with the harbor, it was already nighttime. Karen booked a hotel for the week and gave Darren her credit card to buy plentiful amounts of food and water.

During his supermarket shopping spree, Darren ran into a rank boy. The poverty was quite high in the city, but that's not what concerned him. The boys clothes were relatively clean and not ragged. His skin was not dirty either, but he just smelled. He recognized the smell as well, and it was clearly dry and old semen. No human could have him smell such a way, so he knew he was a fellow Pokephile as well. They went to the cash register together, and as he pulled out the credit card to pay for the food, the condom that he had forgotten was still in his pocket stuck to the card. He was embarrassed when the cashier saw it, and quickly peeled it off, but as he was doing so, he caught a whiff of the condom and noticed the similarities to the boys smell and the condom. Darren quickly paid for his stuff and tried to catch up to the boy, who was wandering the streets back home. He caught a quick peek inside of his shopping bag and saw Arcanine kibble.

Darren started to wonder how he should approach him, stopping him in the middle of the busy street asking if he fucked Pokemon would be pretty rude and intrusive. He decided to continue following him home, then see inside their windows to make sure there was no doubt.

He followed the boy around the corner and saw him enter a door. He waited until the coast was clear, then subtly walked besides the door. He heard two voices in there, a middle aged woman's and the boys. Darren peered inside the window, saw the boy kneel down while putting Arcanine food into his bowl, but the Pokemon was interested in something else. He mounted the boy and started humping the air, in response, the boy pulled his pants down and waited for the Pokemon to breed him.

Darren could hear the two people somewhat clearly then, "Again?" She asked him in disappointment. "Can't help it… You know his condition, it's the only way." The boy responded. "Just neuter him, who cares if he's going to be sad about missing his balls." The woman nagged. With the definite proof he needed, he knocked on the door. "Shit! Shit! Do it somewhere else, and be quiet!" He heard the woman hiss quietly. A few seconds later, the door opened and the woman smiled as she asked, "Anything you need?" He said his greetings and said, "I'm Darren, I'm into Pokemon sex too." She shrugged and said, "Cool, I guess." She called back and said, "Neverm-" She was interrupted by the boys scream, most likely from being knotted by the Arcanine's large knot. "Is there anything else?" She asked. "I'm having the same problem, and I was given a solution to it." She nodded and said, "Go on." Darren continued, "If you keep yourself from his reach while still being close to the Arcanine and wait until he's not horny, then-" The woman interrupted her and said, "We've heard that before, but there's a problem. Our Arcanine has a condition where he regenerates his semen crazy fast, and if he doesn't cum around six times a day, then it starts being unhealthy for him." Darren bit his lip and responded with, "Damn."

The middle aged woman opened the door further and said, "Come in." Darren walked inside and noticed the intense smell of sex fill his lungs. He got horny instantly, but tried to take his mind away from the thought of being knotted. "Are there any solutions?" He asked the woman. She responded with, "Not any good or agreeable ones. Neutering or throwing out the Arcanine leads to depression, and his condition could lead to an extremely early death if he was thrown away. What you said also won't work. The only other option would be to find him another mate, but I'm not willing and neither is anyone else if they knew it meant having sex with it six times a day, and finding a female Arcanine with the amount of money we have is impossible, and paying to tie its tubes so it wouldn't get impregnated with a pack of Arcanine's every few months is also very expensive."

"So how did it start?" Darren asked the woman he had not yet named. She thought about what he was going to say for a second, then began telling the boy's story. "His name's Jerry. Every dog Pokemon has that phase in their life where they just start humping everything they see, well Jerry figured out what his Arcanine wanted and gave it to him. What he didn't know is that it only takes one time before you're it's bitch. To make matters worse, his Arcanine had that condition I told you about. His parent's were gone for the week, and I only found him a day before his parents came. Smelled the cum from a mile away. I brought him here, cleaned up the house so his parent's wouldn't notice, and forged a letter saying he had a personal problem he needed to take care of and would return once it's done with. For like the first month, Jerry couldn't even speak for like the first month, I just left him alone in the room with the Arcanine and gave him food until he could move." Darren frowned and asked, "How long has this been going on?" The woman answered, "A year and a half now, I think. He's only been able to walk normally for a month now."

Darren thought he should take the Arcanine off of the boys hands. He was young and had a full life to live, Darren however was destined to be a breeding bitch, "Is the condition hereditary?" The woman nodded no and asked, "Why?" He shrugged and said, "Doesn't matter." He saw no point in trying to explain it. "I'll take the Arcanine, let him live his life. I have a friend who might know something." The woman raised her brow and asked, "Really?" He nodded and said, "She's a professional breeder, so she already has lots of experience and resources to make it work." The woman almost leaped in joy, and embraced Darren for a brief moment. "Thank you! Such good news, I'll tell him when Arcanine is finished." Darren nodded and said, "So I think to trade them, we should first let each other's Arcanines breed us, then seal the deal by trading Pokeballs. We can start anytime." She thanked him again and said, "Let's start as soon as he is finished. I know he can handle two in a row, I've seen him go 6 in a row lately." Darren bit his lip and asked, "Does he enjoy it?" She shrugged and responded, "Sometimes, depends on whether he wants to or not. He still loves his Arcanine, Jerry knows his Pokemon can't help it." With that, there was a loud pop and a small yelp in the other room.