Training Isn't Just for Moemon: Golden Days Ch. 7
As we emerged from the other side of Union Cave, tired and well trained, Medea looked to me, grasping my hand and pulling it gently. "Daddy, what's the matter?" she pouted. "You haven't told me once how cute I am, and I keep trying to show you my panties, but you won't even look!"
Oh, I was more than aware that she was trying to flash me. But with everything that happened with Winona, I wasn't in the mood. Shocking, I know. "Sorry, Medea. I've just got a lot on my mind. You heard that phone call. My wife is cheating on me. Who knows for how long."
"But Master, you also..."
My eyes glared daggers at her. "I know I cheated on her, too!" I snapped. "You think I don't have any idea how bad this is? The worst part of it all, is why I've been cheating on her! I've been trying to hurt her! I want to show her how much I don't care that she left me, and what do I find out? She doesn't care either! That means all of this, every bit of it, was just a waste of my time."
For a moment, Medea didn't say anything. Her eyes were wide and glistening with tears. "You...think I'm a waste of time?" she murmured.
I sighed, starting to calm down. "No, I don't think you're a waste of time, Medea. I'm sorry, that came out wrong, it's just…"
"No! I get it. You don't care about me, you just wanted to use me to get back at your wife."
"That's not…"
"Prove it then," she challenged me. "Prove to me you care!"
"Of course I care," I told her, staring straight into her eyes. "I care about all of my moemon. You're like my family."
She crossed her arms, turning away with a huff. "Yeah, right! You don't even want to be my Daddy."
With a grin, I scooped her up into my arms, nuzzling her cheek. "Hey, you know that's not true. If I didn't want that, do you really think I'd have rescued you from the tower?" When she continued to pout, I began to tickle her, causing her to squirm.
"N-no! Stop, Daddy, stop!"
"Oh-ho. So I'm back to being your Daddy again, am I?"
"Yes! Okay, I surrender, just stoooop," she laughed. When I finally relented on my tickling, she threw her arms around me, clinging to me like a child. "I'm sorry that happened to you. If it helps, she's stupid for leaving you. You're the best Daddy anyone could ask for."
I wish I could tell her that it did help, instead, I just whispered, "Thank you," before putting her back on the ground. "Azalea Town isn't far from here. Do you know anything about it?"
Medea shook her head.
"Well, then I guess we better do a little exploring, huh?"
Just as we were about to go, a small girl ran up to me and pounced on me from behind, causing me to stumble in surprise. She began to tug at my hair, and bite at my shoulder, but with such small teeth, it really didn't do much. "Grr, get out of my land intruder!" she growled.
"Don't worry, Master, I'll take care of her," Medea told me, charging up an attack.
I quickly held up my hand to stop her. "No, no. Stop. I've got this."
"No, I've got you!" my attacker snarled. I easily reached behind me, grabbing her by the scruff of her hood, and holding her flailing in front of me. "Hey, no fair! Let go of me!" She swung at me, but with her short arms, she couldn't reach me from where she dangled.
Holding the flailing thing at arm's length, I was shocked by just how small she was. Apparently, Medea was thinking the same thing. "Master, she's so tiny!" she exclaimed. "If you tried to have your way with her, you'd probably split her in half!"
"Wh-wha?! Have his way with me?!" the girl squealed, struggling even harder now.
I shot Medea a glare, causing her to blush apologetically. "Alright, you," I demanded of the little one. "What's your problem? Do you make it a habit to attack people minding their own business?"
"You're trespassing, you big bully! Let me go!"
"So you can attack me again? Not likely."
After a few more minutes of squirming, she'd tired herself out and now just dangled from my grip by her onesie. "What are you going to do to me?" she whimpered.
"For starters…", I reached forward with my other hand and unzipped her, all the way from her throat down to her crotch.
She gave a shriek, moving to cover herself. Medea, however, was on it. Grasping the girl's head, she turned her to look in her eyes. "You're not scared of him," she purred. "From now on, he is your Daddy, and you'd do anything to make Daddy happy. You're a naughty girl for Daddy. Just thinking about him makes you start dripping like a horny slut. You know it's wrong to love your Daddy's cock so much, but you don't care. You're just so naughty, you can't help but be his slut." A dark spot was growing in the girl's crotch as she began panting with desire. Medea grinned, kissing my cheek. "She's ready for you, Daddy. Please, can I stay and watch?"
" I suppose so," I sighed, ruffling the ghost girl's hair before looking back to the other one. "All right, you. Tell your Daddy what you want."
"F-fuck me, Daddy! Please! I'll be good, I swear, just please give me your cock!" Well with begging like that…
As her clothes fell free, I took a moment to fish out my cock. God, it was nearly a fourth of her size. I lowered her slowly, her chest heaving and panting with desire as her legs spread as wide as she could. Sure enough, her snatch was crazy tight. It was like trying to squeeze a sausage through a hole the size of a nickel.
As her body struggled to accept mine, her eyes widened and her jaw dropped open. She was loving it! I could feel her pussy tearing around my cock, but this slut wanted more! I watched as the large bulge of my cock could be seen through her skin, pushing its way roughly through her cervix and into her womb.
She was impaled so far on my dick, that when I let her go, her body just stayed there, like a puppet on a stick. I still wasn't even all the way inside of her! She however, demanded that to be rectified.
Grabbing the base of my cock in her tiny hands, she worked it like a rope, pulling herself further down onto it and stretching more. I groaned as she forced me in when there was no more room. "C-cum in me D-daddy! Fill me please!" she begged. "Fuck me full of your seed! I need it, Daddy!"
Well, who would I be to turn down an offer like that. Cradling her head so as not to snap her spine from the way she arched her back, I came hard. My hot semen gushed forth into her womb as her tongue lulled out.
Her eyes were bulging so much, I was almost scared they'd pop out of their sockets. As I continued stuffing her full, her belly expanded like a water balloon. When I finally pulled from her with a pop, she continued stroking herself, partially to continue her pleasure high, and also to hold in the massive amount of spunk in her pussy.
"Holy hell, I thought she was actually going to pop," Medea commented.
"Tell me about it. I think for posterity sake, we should get her to the pokemon center." Grabbing a pokeball, I tossed it towards her. It bounced off her swollen abdomen before pulling her into the command matrix.
Gina has been thoroughly fucked.
Species: Rattata Gender: Female Found: Route 33
Normal Type Starting Level: 7 Brave Nature
Ability: Run Away - Makes escaping easier.
Moves: Tackle, Tail Whip, Quick Attack
Upon entering Azalea town, a man with a dark trench coat stepped in front of me. "Can I help you?" I asked, just before he opened his coat. At first, I cringed away, thinking he was some sort of crazy flasher, but instead, I found myself looking at weird, thin pink discs with holes in the middle. They looked almost like bologna after someone at the a small piece of the center.
"Hey kid, you interested in buying some hickory-smoked slowpoke buttholes? They're all the rage. They're super healthy for you, and I've even heard they can make your downstairs bigger, guaranteed."
"I'm sorry, hickory what?"
"Slowpoke buttholes."
"That's what I thought you said. Umm, one, that's disgusting. Two, where are you possibly getting slowpoke buttholes?"
"Look kid, I'm not playing a game of twenty questions. If you want a butthole, it'll cost you a mil flat. Otherwise, scram!"
"A mil? Like a million? You're out of your damned mind." I shoved past him, moving forward into the city.
"Well fuck you too then, buddy!" he shouted after me.
Almost immediately, the town had a palpable stillness in the air that set me on edge. Something was wrong, and it wasn't the fact a guy was selling smoked pokemon orifices. As I ventured further in, I found there were quite a few people wearing black jumpsuits with a big red 'R' slapped on it.
In my past experience, matching outfits could only mean one thing: bad guys. Still, I brushed past them, paying them no mind and entering the pokemon center to get my team healed up.
"So, what's with the guys outside?" I asked the nurse as she leaned across the counter for my pokeballs. I tried very hard not to look down her shirt as she did.
"Oh, they're Team Rocket. They blew into town a day or two ago. They've been causing all sorts of trouble, and lately the city's slowpoke have started going missing. Who knows what could have happened to them."
Fire burned in my eyes at the realization. "Oh, I've got a pretty good idea," I growled. When my pokeballs were returned to me, I went outside, ready to kick some criminal ass, but before I could, an older man ran past me, screaming at one of the Rockets.
"Get back here you son of a bitch!" he roared. "Give me back my slowpoke!"
As both rushed by me, I took chase too. This was my best bet to find what happened to the slowpoke, and honestly, I was scared that old guy would have a heart attack. They began running towards an incline that led to an old style well with a broken wall.
The Rocket the old man was chasing slid down the rope there, but before the old man could go after him, another one came from the shadows. "Watch out!" I shouted, but it was too late.
As the old guy turned to look towards me, his attacker slammed his boot into his chest, sending him hurtling down into the darkness. FUCK! "Fluffernutter, go!" I instructed, throwing out my pokeball.
The Geodude smashed her fists together, ready to fight. "Yes, Master!"
"Hmmph, another one? Fine then! Go, Rattata! Tackle!"
"Fluffernutter, rock throw!"
With a surprising nimbleness, my geodude front flipped over one of the large bricks from the well. As her feet landed, she used the momentum to slingshot the massive stone straight at the Rattata.
The enemy moemon's eyes widened, before he was struck straight in the chest. He went flying back into his trainer, hitting with enough force that both of them fell into the well.
Rushing to the side, I peered over to see by the dim light that the older man was still moving. The Rocket however, had not been so lucky. He'd landed on a large boulder, breaking his neck and killing him. Good riddance, I'd say.
Grabbing onto the rope, I slid down, followed by Fluffernutter. Landing smartly on the ground, I rushed to the old man's side. "Hey, are you all right? I followed you here."
"Y-you were the one who tried to warn me," he noted, a look of gratitude in his eyes. "Listen kid."
"Vulpus," I interjected.
"Vulpus. Team Rocket has been kidnapping our slowpoke. They're…"
"Cutting off their buttholes and selling them for profit, I know. Don't worry, I'll get your slowpoke back."
"Thank you. I'd help you if I could, but when I fell I landed on my back. I doubt I'll be of much use for a while. Good work on that bastard though." He pointed to the lifeless husk. "Go. There's no time to waste."
I nodded, rushing deeper into the well. Everything was completely silent. That could only mean one thing: ambush. I cautiously kept my eyes peeled, and sure enough, just as I passed a rock outcropping, a feminine figure appeared from behind it and swung at me with a large metal bat.
I was barely able to dodge it in time before kicking her wrists, and forcing her to drop it. "Ah! You asshole, that hurt!" she snapped at me, reaching for a pokeball. She was a young girl, probably nineteen or so. She had pretty red hair, and a full figure.
"Damn it, where do criminal organizations keep finding all these hot girls?" I wondered out loud causing her to stop and blush.
"Aww, you think I'm hot?"
Well, a distraction was a distraction. I pounced at her, catching her wrist in one hand and using my other arm to pin her shoulders to the ground.
"That was a dirty trick," she lectured, squirming in my grip. "I thought you were actually being nice!"
"Then you're twice as dumb as you are attractive," I scoffed before headbutting her. My own head stung badly, but I'd managed to stun her enough that she dropped her pokeball. I straddled her waist, pinning her arms above her head. "Now, you're going to tell me where you took those slowpoke. If you do, I may consider letting you leave here with your life."
She stared into my eyes, her own watering. "W-would you really kill someone as cute as me?" she whined, trying her best to give me an adorable pout. "We could make a trade? You let me up, and I'll give you a kiss. If you join Team Rocket, maybe I'll even be your girlfriend."
I pressed my forearm against her throat, causing her to cough and wheeze as she tried to breathe. "Slowpoke. Now!"
"Ov...er...there…" she gasped, nodding with her head towards a set of stairs.
When I released her, she gripped her neck, panting heavily. "Good girl. Stay."
"W-wait, what about joining Team…"
"Look bitch, if I wanted you, I'd have you. So now, you're going to sit there like an obedient little slut. If you come after me, I'll kill you, and you'll not have been the first." Clambering off of her, I left the girl there completely stunned.
"Heehee, you tell her, Master," Fluffernutter laughed.
"I'm switching you out, Fluff. Save your energy for the gym leader."
"Yes, sir!"
"Go, Medea!"
The ghost appeared beside me, eager to fight. Sure enough, once we got to the end, there was the Rocket that the old man had chased here. The other was obviously one of their leaders.
"Idiot, you led them here?!" the tougher one demanded. "Damn it, we'll have to silence this kid."
"Stop calling me a kid! I'm in my mid twenties!"
"Go, Koffing!"
Go, Ekans!"
"All right. Game on then. Medea, think you can handle them both yourself?"
"Easily."
"Good. Nighshade!"
The entire room turned to darkness, just as it had with fluffernutter. I could see the faint glow of Medea as she manifested in front of the two pokemon, sending them screaming back towards their masters.
"Don't let them get away. Finish them off with…"
I wasn't able to finish my words when the Koffing erupted a stream of highly toxic gas straight at her. All I could do was watch helplessly as Medea's incorporeal body was torn apart by the rushing of the air.
"Medea!"
"Nng! I'm...okay...Daddy…"
"Come on, you need to rest!"
"No, I can do this." Her eyes began to glow a sinister red. "I've lost one Daddy, already. I'm not going to lose another one who actually cares about me." Her dark body expanded, and two adorable horn-like spines erupted from her head.
As her body formed into a more concrete shape, her arms solidified into fists. She'd evolved into a Haunter! "Medea, Shadow Punch!" Casting her arm forward, a dark nexus appeared around her wrist. Behind the Koffing, her fist manifested, slamming straight through the shadows and striking him with enough force to send him sprawling.
Soon, she was releasing a flurry of strikes, hitting him from all directions. Every time he'd brace himself for a blow, one would come out of seemingly nowhere to strike him in the opposite side.
When he was a bloody pulp, she then set her sights on the Ekans. "Don't let up, Medea. Send him to oblivion!"
Grabbing the boy by his hair, she yanked him hard to the ground, and with one punch, the Ekans wisely decided to stay down. Now that she had finished off their pokemon, the two Rockets took a step back. I could hear the sobs of the Slowpoke further in the cave.
As I advanced, the two criminals ran around me. I let them go. I was more concerned with the Slowpoke anyway.
Sure enough, there were nearly a dozen of them, locked in stock-like devices, asses in the air and skirts hiked up over their bottoms. Bloody razors were nearby having been used to shave the flesh from their cheeks. Damned monsters. The worst part was, Slowpokes felt pain in slow motion. It could have been a swift cut, but to them it still would have felt like torture.
Moving to the closest one, she gave a cry of fear as I approached, but I assured her with a pat on the head. "You'll be okay," I swore. "I'm going to get you out of here and back to your Master, okay?"
Picking up a rock, I slammed it down hard on the lock to bust it. As it fell to the ground in pieces, I tore open the stock...but the girl didn't move.
"But how are you going to get the lock off?" she asked.
"You're already free. I just broke it, didn't you see that?"
"Oh, you freed me! Thank you! Thank you!"
"You're welcome. Head back to the entrance. It should be safe now."
"But what if there are more of Team Rocket?" she whined.
I covered my face in my hands. Ugh, Slowpoke were so annoying. A few seconds later she said, "Okay. Thanks again." and left me to continue breaking the other ones free.
It took me almost an hour, but soon I had them out and marching back towards the exit. Just as I had finished with the last one though, I heard footsteps behind me. I wheeled around, ready for a fight, but instead found myself face to face with the old man.
He hobbled towards me, supporting his weight on a makeshift crutch. "Well, I'll be damned. You did it kid!"
"Vulpus," I corrected sternly.
"Right, right. Vulpus. Thank you very much. My name is Kurt. My granddaughter is going to be so thrilled to have her moemon back. I don't know how to repay you."
"It was nothing," I assured him.
"Tell you what. Come by my place before you leave town. I'm a crafstman, you see. I'll make you some special pokeballs."
"Seriously? Thank you."
"Hey, as far as I'm concerned, it'll be at least ten before we're square. See you topside. I had someone throw down a ladder, so don't worry about me getting out."
With that, he left, leaving me and Medea behind. Suddenly, a high pitch voice cried out. "That was amazing!" I blinked in surprise looking around for the source. "Up here!"
Tilting my head back, I found myself looking at a zubat, dangling upside down. "Oh. Hi." She released the stalactite in the cavern, flapping her wings to slowly descend to the ground.
"Seriously, that was so cool! I've never seen a pokemon evolve before! What was that move called you used? Shadow punch, right? It was so awesome! You were like 'pshaw' and 'hyah', and then they were like 'ungh' and 'ach', and then you saved all of those slowpoke!"
"Whoa, whoa. Chill out. Do you want to come with us?"
"Wait, seriously?! You want me to come with you?"
"Sure."
She jumped in my arms with a big grin. "Yes! This is going to be so cool!"
Squeakers gonna squeak!
Species: Zubat Gender: Female Found: Slowpoke Well
Poison/Flying Type Starting Level: 5 Docile Nature
Ability: Inner focus: Prevents Flinching
Moves: Leech Life
Soon, I'd climbed out of the well. My team took a breather at the pokemon center to prepare for the upcoming gym battle. As they all talked excitedly amongst themselves, I curiously examined the egg I'd been carrying around with me. "What do you think it is, Master?" Rose asked, having stepped away from the group.
"No clue," I admitted. "It's never been discovered before. It's an entirely new moemon."
"That's incredible! Does that mean you get to name it, since you discovered it?"
I shook my head. "Oh, I didn't discover it. Mr. Pokemon is the one who gets to name it, not me."
"Don't see why, you're carrying it around, you're hatching it, it should be yours to name."
"We'll talk to Professor Elm about it when…" My words trailed off as I suddenly saw it twitch. "Wait, I think it's hatching."
Immediately, the entire room fell silent as we all watched the egg anxiously. Small cracks formed in the shell, causing small yellow arms to break through the sides. The top part of the shell cracked off, before it shook it from its head and looked around. Two tiny nub-like feet burst from the shell as well, leaving it able to walk and wiggle its arms.
It wobbled for a moment, trying to keep its balance, but just as it began to fall, I quickly reached out to catch it, putting it back on its feet. Its eyes met mine and began to sparkle. "Master!" it cried excitedly reaching out with its tiny arms for a hug.
Unable to help myself, I picked it up and gave it a gentle hug. All of my other moemon gave a simultaneous 'dawwww'. "Can I see him, Master? Can I, can I, can I?" Rose pleaded.
"Sure," I agreed, handing the infant pokemon to her. "Be very gentle though. Don't drop him, okay? I'm going to call Professor Elm so he knows the good news."
Punching in the numbers, the phone rang twice before there was a click signaling it had been picked up. "Hello?" the man yawned over the phone.
"Just waking up, Professor?"
"Yes...well...I had a bit of a busy night last night," he explained. "Lots of erm...research."
Before I could press further, I heard the sound of a riding crop being slapped across flesh, and the professor gave a hiss. "Let me guess. Tania?"
"I have...nngh...no idea what you...mm...mean."
"Right. Irrelevant. I've got news that's going to make your day. The egg hatched!"
"What?! Show me!"
I clicked a photo of him smiling in Rose's arms and sent it to him.
"This is astounding, Vulpus! I've never seen anything like it. You have to run a scan! I took the liberty of installing a scanner in your pokegear. It'll pick up the finer details about it, just like your pokedex does when you've caught other pokemon."
"Awesome!" Before I could scan it though, Rose elbowed me and whispered in my ear about the name. "Oh! Right, professor? Rose wants to know if we get to name it for the pokedex."
"Actually, it already has a name," he replied.
"What? How?"
"Moemon have their names written in their genetic code. It's an odd sequence of proteins that is used by researchers like myself to name and catalog them. You can still always nickname him as you usually do though. Sorry to disappoint."
Once the scan finished, his image came up. "Looks like we're looking at the world's first discovered Togepi," I told him.
"Hmm, that is interesting."
"What is?"
"That shell that he's in. At first, I simply thought it remnants of the egg he hatched from, and it is...but it's become ingrained in his body, like a turtle. It can't be removed without killing him."
"Woah. That's pretty harsh."
"This requires more scientific study. Vulpus, I have a very important task for you. You need to keep him in your party at all times, understand? You can put him through training if you like, but he's not to fight, under any circumstances. It wouldn't do us any good if he died, would it?"
"Not to worry, Professor. I'll take great care of him."
"Good to hear." There was another whip crack, followed by a small cry of pain. "I've g-got to go, Vulpus. T-t-talk to you more...some other time."
As the phone went dead, I reached over and scratched Togepi behind one of his yellow spines. "What are you going to call him, Master?" Rose quizzed.
"Well, his blonde hair make him look kind of like the sun. What if we called him Sol?"
"Heehee, I think it's cute." Suddenly, Sol turned back towards Rose and jumped down her shirt to nestle between her breasts with a happy purr. She just giggled and ruffled his hair. "Looks like you two have a lot in common already, Master," she teased before placing a kiss on my cheek. "Congratulations."
Sol's now a member of the family!
Species: Togepi Gender: Male Found: Hatched
Normal Type Starting Level: 5 Naughty Nature
Ability: Hustle - Trades accuracy for power.
Moves: Charm, Yawn, Metronome
"All right everyone, back in your pokeballs. It's time for us to get that gym badge. Rose, I'm leaving you out to hold Sol, if you don't mind. I want him to be able to experience the battle from the sidelines, but if something happens, I need you to protect him, understand?"
She gave me a playful salute and winked flirtatiously. "You can count on me, Master."
"Great. Now let's go show this bug guy who's boss."
Game Saved…
To be continued...