Training Isn't Just for Moemon: Golden Days Ch. 11
"Rose, what do we do?" Medea whispered behind me.
"I don't know...I've never seen him like this before."
"I could trying singing to him," Lyra suggested. "He's always liked my singing."
"True, but…"
"Maybe we should smack some sense into him," Fluffernutter suggested.
"Fluffernutter!" the other one's snapped, causing her to fall silent.
Rose crossed her arms over her chest in thought, giving a huff. "Kumi, Sol...you're both being pretty quiet on the matter."
My Abra shook her head. "I tried to talk to him telepathically, but he isn't responding. Do you think he's dead?"
"Our Master's dead?!" Sol squeaked, about to burst into tears.
Immediately Rose scooped him up in her arms, gently cradling him and shooting Kumi a glare. "Our Master is very clearly not dead. He's still moving."
Without a word, I reached up and pulled the handle on the slot machine again. As the wheels began to spin, I stared at them intently, striking all of them so that once again the jackpot buzzer sounded loudly.
"Seriously? That's like the fiftieth time," Lyra commented.
"Here, hold Sol. I think I have an idea."
"Are you going to blow him?" Medea asked. "If so I want to help."
The other moemon murmured agreements, but Rose held up one hand. "Guys, we're in public. Don't talk about that sort of stuff. Just wait a second, okay?"
I heard the sound of a chair scraping against tile as Rose sat beside me, peering into my view with a smile. "Hey, Master. Can I sit with you? I'll be good, I promise. I just want to watch."
Still, I didn't say anything. Just reached around her, pulled the lever, and started up the machine again.
"I'm taking that as a 'yes'," she giggled, scooting closer to me and nuzzling her head against my shoulder.
Slamming my hand on each of the reel stop buttons, the machine blared out another jackpot siren. I reached for the glass in front of me, downing the rest of the complimentary whiskey. It tasted like shit and burned like fire, but with any luck, it'd kill me before the day was done.
The moment the glass hit the machine, I lifted up my hand to signal for another one, but Rose quickly took my wrist and pulled my arm down. "Master, I think ten is more than enough, don't you?"
I glared at her, rage in my eyes. I lifted up my other arm, and the moment one of the workers brought me another whiskey, I downed it all in one gulp. Never breaking eye contact with Rose, until the glass hit the table.
She frowned at me, but let go of my arm. Again, I started up the slot machine. Another jackpot. Rose tried to put the cheery tone back in her voice. "Wow, Master! You're really good at this! How do you keep getting Jackpot? You've probably set a whole world record by now."
"It'sh eashy," I finally slurred out.
"Maybe for you, Master, but I doubt that I could…"
"Becaush everyone elshe in the fucking world ish an idiot!" I suddenly shouted.
"Master, calm down…'
"No! Everyone'sh a fuckin' idiot! Sherioushly! You want to know why I'm undefeated? Becaushe again, everyone ish a fuckin' moron! It'sh a wonder that every one one of theshe fuckersh can even fuckin' feed themshelvesh. I'm fuckin' drunk and I'm shtill able to time theshe reelsh becuashe they move sho fuckin' shlow!"
I was starting to draw attention from the rest of the game corner, but I didn't care. "Master, please," Rose pleaded. "I'm sure they're all very nice people," she urged.
I pointed at a guy at the end of the row of slots. "Shee that fucker? That shon of a bitch told me that theshe shlotsh were more challenging than the onesh in Celadon! How doesh thish place even make money?!"
"O-kay. Master, I think it's time for us to get you to the pokemon center. You are way too drunk to…" I scooped up my card that held my winnings and stood on my stool.
"HEY! ALL YOU FUCKERSH! I'VE GOT TWENTY THOUSHAND CREDITSH ON THISH FUCKIN' CARD! IF YOU WANT IT ALL YOU HAVE TO DO ISH TELL ME ONE THING! WHAT TYPE OF MOEMON ISH GOOD AGAINSHT FIRE MOEMON? YOU JUSHT HAVE TO TELL ME ONE TYPE THAT'SH GOOD AGAINSHT IT! JUSHT ONE!"
The people in the game corner began to murmur amongst themselves before one raised her hand.
"Yesh! The shlut with the nice titsh!"
"Dark...type?"
"NO!" I boomed. "SHEE ROSE? FUCKIN' IDIOTSH!"
"Well if you're so smart, why don't you tell us?!" one of the other players demanded. There were cheers of agreement.
"Master, please," Rose pleaded. "Just come down from there. We can just go to the pokemon center. It'll be better tomorrow once you've had some rest, you'll see and…"
"You want the fucking ansher?" I growled to the guy who snapped at me. "Itsh fucking simple. What do you use to put out a fire?"
"Umm...water?" the man asked.
"DING DING DING! We have someone semi-competent here! Sho, maybe a FIRE type moemon will be weak againsht…" I waved my hand for him to finish.
"Ice…?"
"WATER, YOU DIPSHIT!" I shouted at him. Lifting up my whiskey glass, I prepared to hurl it at him, but immediately, Rose grabbed me and pulled me off the stool, catching me before I hit the ground. "WATER, GROUND, AND ROCK! THREE THINGSH THAT CAN SUFFOCATE FIRE!"
"All right Master, that's enough," Rose told me, dragging me across the room towards the cash out counter. "You've made your point. Let's just collect your earnings so you can sleep this off and…"
"FUCKING IDIOTSH, ALL OF YOU!" I screamed before Rose pressed me up to the counter. Without her to hold me up, I fell to my knees, trying to stand. I propped myself up on my forearm, looking up at the woman behind the counter. "You are sho pretty," I slurred.
"Wh-which prize would you like?" she asked, trying to keep a professional face on.
"Are you a prizshe? I'd like to take you home with me." I looked around before leaning closer to her. "I'd fuck you shilly."
Her cheeks turned bright pink as she slid a sheet towards me with pictures. "Here are the pokemon you can get as prizes, and we also have TM's available if you'd like to hear them."
My blurred vision examined the images, struggling to identify them. They were all cute, and dressed like various animals. Most moemon were, but some were based off of objects too. "I want the dinoshaur," I answered.
"Which one, sir? We have two of them. We have char…"
"Both of 'em. Give me all your dinoshaurs."
She sighed. "All right. You know, I probably shouldn't. These moemon deserve a good home and…"
"I promise, he's not usually like this," Rose swore, helping me to stay upright, so I wouldn't fall again. "He's kind of going through a rough time right now."
Leaning closer to the woman again, I pointed to my moemon. "Did you know that she hash a penish?" I asked, giving a laugh. "How crazy ish that, right? A girl with a dick! Shesh shtill a good lay though. Maybe thatsh why! She hash a penish sho she knowsh what penishesh like!" I smiled, completely proud of myself for the epiphany.
"Umm...right. Well, here's your pokemon," she offered, placing the four pokeballs on the counter.
I reached for one, only to find that I now had two right hands. "When did I get another arm?" I asked Rose.
My Bayleef sighed, scooping up the pokeballs into my backpack. "Anything else?" the woman behind the counter asked. "Maybe a TM?"
"Whatsh the mosht lethal one you got?" I slurred.
"Umm...Earthquake?"
"Thatsh the one I want!"
As the woman offered me the disk, I took it from her before pulling her close to me and placing a rough kiss against her lips. "Master!" Rose protested, pulling me away. "Get ahold of yourself! I'm so sorry, miss. I'm taking him back to his room now. Please don't press charges."
"Don'tsh worry Roshe, I'll jusht make her blow me and then everything will be a-okay!"
"Master," she hissed, clamping her hand over my mouth. "S-sorry again," she apologized, blushing profusely as she dragged me out of the corner.
I pulled her hand from my mouth to shout back at the woman. "I'll think of you when I touch myshelf tonight! Think about me too, okay?"
When Rose finally managed to get me into the pokemon center, she threw me onto the bed with a sigh, recalling the other moemon so it was just us. "Master, you can't keep behaving like this. They're going to arrest you for disturbing the peace!"
"They should arresht me. I'm a rapisht."
"You're not a rapist, Master. Stop saying that!" Sitting on the bed beside me, she took off my shoes for me and worked to get me changed. Soon, I was only in my boxers, laying on the covers.
"You know, Roshe...I think I may be a little drunk."
"Oh, really Master? I hardly noticed," she retorted sarcastically.
"Sho drunk, I bet you could do anything to me right now." I hiccuped. "Probably even get me to shuck your dick. You'd like that wouldn't you Roshe? To shee me shucking your dick. I've never shucked a cock before, but I bet yoursh would be delicioush."
She sighed, taking off her hat and running a hand through her hair. "Master, while I would absolutely love that, I know that you're way too drunk to make those kind of decisions right now. Just try to get some sleep, okay? We can talk in the morning."
"Wait, wait…"
"Yes?"
"I can't shleep."
"Why not?"
"You haven't shucked me off, yet. It'sh like a bed time shtory. I can't shleep until you shwallow my cock."
Another sigh. "Okay, Master. Just close your eyes, okay? I'll suck your cock, but you have to be good and sleep."
I nodded in agreement as she unzipped my pants. Pulling out my dick, she began to suck on it softly, her eyes staying locked on me. I gently stroked her hair. 'You're shuch a good moemon, Roshe. You're even better at shucking dick than Belladonna, and she wash reeeally good at it."
She blushed, but I could tell Rose liked getting the praise. She nuzzled against my hand, bobbing up and down. I gave a content sigh, placing my head on the pillow to savor the feeling. I was fast asleep before Rose managed to get down a second load.
The next morning, my head was pounding. Ugh! It was like someone had taken a crowbar to me and then blasted rock music as loud as possible in my ears all at the same time. Looking down, I again for Rose, mouth around my cock, eyes closed and snoozing lightly. Poor thing, she must have fallen asleep sucking me off again.
I caressed her affectionately, causing her to give a happy purr into my meat. She shifted slightly, allowing me to see that she'd slipped out of her panties and probably had been fingering herself as she gave me the blow job.
Yesterday's events began to slowly trickle back into my mind, and I realized just how wonderful Rose was when it came to taking care of me. I pulled my cock from her lips and slipped out of the bed. Crushing pain trickled on me as I began to get dressed.
"Nnh...Master?" she murmured, waking up to see me. "Where are you going?"
"To turn myself in."
"Turn yourself in? What are you talking about?"
"I'm done trying to be something I'm not, Rose. I'm no hero. I'm a criminal. It's time for me to face punishment for my actions." Just as I opened the door, she rushed towards it and slammed it shut in front of me. "Rose…"
"No!" she snapped. "Don't even think about it!"
"Get out of the way, Rose. I'm not going to ask again."
"I won't let you do this Master! I won't let you do this to your moemon. I won't let you do this to me. If you turn yourself in, you may as well be abandoning us in the wild."
"You're being over dramatic."
I went to open it again, but once more she slammed it shut. "Am I?" she challenged. "If they lock you up, what do you think they're going to do with us? Think they're just going to pass us out to new trainers? And what about your moemon in Hoenn? Do you think they'll let a criminal stay as their champion?"
"So what, Rose? I should be able to get away with anything I want to, just because I'm champion? I don't want to live like that."
"I can prove you're a good person!"
"How?"
She stumbled for a moment over the question, but recovered. "Look, there's a legendary pokemon in Ekruteak City. That's only a short walk from here. It lives at the top of the tower and it's capable of seeing into your heart. If you aren't pure of heart, it'll burn you. If you are, it's said to grant you a wish."
"Sounds like bullshit to me."
"At least give it a chance. Please?" she begged. "For me?"
I gave a deep sigh, staring into her glistening eyes before finally caving. "FIne," I agreed.
"Yes! Thank you!"
"Don't thank me. Once this pokemon incinerates me into ash, then you'll realize that I'm not the good person you think I am. Either way, it's a much swifter death than waiting for the death penalty."
She nodded gloomily, before remembering something. "Oh! That reminds me, we have two new teammates!"
"We do? When did that happen?"
Rose just giggled. "Apparently, drunk Master is really good at slot machines. You won them from the Game Corner. I don't think they're going to let you back in anytime soon though."
"Huh. Let's see what we ha...holy shit."
"What?"
"These two pokemon are extremely rare. Charmanders are only native to Kanto! And even then they're a one in a million pokemon. And a Larvitar is practically impossible to find in the wild. Some people don't even believe they exist!" My eyes shimmered in awe. They were incredible.
"Well, they've been waiting for you to name them," Rose whispered, glad to see me in higher spirits. "What are you going to call them?"
"I've got the perfect names."
Ignia is burning to go!
Species: Charmander Found: Goldenrod Game Corner
Fire Type Starting Level: 1 Naive Nature
Ability: Blaze - Ups Fire moves in a pinch.
Moves: Scratch, Leer
Falcor is ready to hit the ground running.
Species: Larvitar Found: Goldenrod Game Corner
Rock/Ground Type Starting Level: 5 Serious Nature
Starting moves: Tackle, Growl, Earthquake
"Ignia? Falcor? Did you get on a fantasy kick all of the sudden master?"
"Ignia is latin for fire. Falcor is the name of a luck dragon. I felt it fit. At any rate, they're pretty weak right now. We're going to have to train them both."
And so we set out for Ekruteak City. As excited as I was to get training again, I had to remind myself that once this whole thing was over, I intended to turn myself in. I'd give my life to redeem myself, one way or another.
On either side of me, Ignia and Falcor seemed nervous. Whatever I'd done in that Game Corner seemed to have shaken them both up. I knelt down and beckoned the two girls to me. "Hey, are you two okay? Are you nervous?"
Both heads bobbed up and down.
"About me?"
Again they nodded.
"Whatever I did or said, just know I'd never hurt you, okay? Just the opposite. I want you to be the best you can be. You're both going to do great." That seemed to brighten them up. Digging for two more pokeballs, I called forth Kumi and Medea. "All right. Kumi, Medea, you two are going to show them how it's done, understand? Falcor, Ignia, you be good and do whatever it is they tell you to do, got it?"
"Yes, Master," they replied sweetly in Unison. Sol, pulled on Rose's shirt, getting her attention and whispering something in her ear.
She grimaced and quickly set him down. "Something wrong?" I asked her.
"He has to go to the bathroom," she explained. "I figured it'd be best if I gave him a little privacy."
Just as I was about to scold her about how bad of an idea it was to let Sol run off alone, a voice shattered the ambience. "EW! WHAT ARE YOU DOING YOU DISGUSTING LITTLE CREEP?!"
Uh oh. Rose and I exchanged a look before rushing in the direction Sol had gone. Standing in the middle of the road was a tree...or at least it was a moemon that was dressed as a tree. I'd never seen such a bizarre thing in my life.
It shook its limbs up and down furiously. In one of the limbs, Sol was caught between a fork by his foot, and was being jostled about. "WHO'S LITTLE BASTARD IS THIS?! HOW DARE HE PEE ON MY LEG! I SWEAR WHEN I FIND YOU I'LL PICK HIM UP AND USE HIM TO BASH YOUR SKULL IN!"
"Hey! Let him go," I demanded.
"Master!" he cried out, extending his stubby arms towards me to plead for help.
"So this little runt belongs to you, huh?!" the tree girl snapped. "I hope you intend on making it up to me."
"It was an accident! I thought you were a tree," Sol squeaked before she hurled him at me. I quickly dove, catching him before he hit the ground. Setting him down, I was pissed now.
"What is your problem? You could have seriously hurt him!"
"Oh, boohoo. Cry me a river, build a bridge, and get over it. God, you are such a dickless fuck. I bet you can't even pay a hooker to have sex with you. Newsflash buddy: Woman already have a pussy, they don't need another."
Fury flooded my eyes. This bitch was going to get it. "Rose…" I murmured, attempting to keep my voice level.
"Yes, Master?"
"Pokedex labels this bitch as a rock pokemon. Use Razor Leaf. But keep her alive. I'm not done with her yet."
I could see Rose swallow nervously, but still she did as I commanded. Hurling her hat over and over again, it began to trim away parts of the Sudowoodo, causing her to shriek in pain. "Okay, okay!" she screamed. "I'm sorry, all right? I'm sorry! Stop!"
Raising my hand, Rose stopped her assault, leaving the tree-girl panting heavily on her back. Thick sap-like blood was dripping from her cuts as I approached her, eyes full of fire. Make her suffer! A voice in my head demanded.
I unzipped my pants, pulled out my cock, and angled it downward. The sudowoodo's eyes met mine, hers full of confusion, then shock, and finally horror. A golden stream arched from the tip of my cock as I began to piss on her.
"Master, no!"
There was a flash of light as Kumi teleported, shielding the downed moemon, only to take the urine straight onto her face. She scrunched up her eyes, turning her head away so it wouldn't get in her mouth.
Almost immediately, guilt assailed me as I quickly turned away from her to finish urinating on the ground. "Oh God, Kumi, I am so sorry!" I blabbered out. "I really didn't mean to…"
She held up her hand to silence me as I quickly tucked myself back into my pants. "We'll talk about it at the Ekruteak pokemon center," she murmured coldly. "Now catch her or kill her, I don't give a fuck which."
As she returned herself to her pokeball, I stared down at the still horrified Sudowoodo. Recalling her earlier words still angered me greatly, but now, there was less will to make her suffer. Taking out a pokeball, I threw it at her, bouncing it off her body and capturing her.
Woody dodged a bullet!
Species: Sudowoodo Found: Route 36 crossroad
Rock Type Starting Level: 20 Relaxed Nature
Ability: Rock Head - Prevents Recoil Damage
Moves: Rock Throw, Mimic, Flail, Low Kick
Recalling my moemon one by one, I at last came to Rose who just looked at me in utter disappointment. I lowered my eyes and sighed. "Told you so," I whispered, before returning her.
Thus, I began the walk to Ekruteak, silent and alone. It was only a half-day's journey on foot, but still it felt like I'd walked for an eternity with the guilt that weighed on me. What the hell was I thinking? She'd made some comments about my sex life, so I was going to literally piss in her wounds?
There was a crackle of thunder up above as the clouds split and rain began to drizzle over head. Great. Even the weather was upset with me. Looking for a place to take shelter, I came across a pretty moemon, sitting beneath a tree with her legs curled beneath her.
She wore a cute brown dress, and had small horns on either side of her head that seemed to glow slightly when I stared at them. Actually...they were really, really beautiful. Without a thought, I trudged her way, and when she saw me, she looked as if she were about to bolt.
"No! Wait, I won't hurt you," I swore. "I just wanted a place to get out of the rain. Mind if I join you?"
She considered it for a moment before nodding. "I suppose that's okay," she agreed.
As I sank into the grass next to her, again my eyes fell onto her beautiful horns. The lights were so wonderful, it was hard to think of anything I'd seen as beautiful as they were. Her attention had returned to her book, but I began to get the oddest craving.
I had to touch those horns. Just once. I wanted to feel those lights for myselves. Reaching towards her head, she didn't notice until my fingers brushed against the hard protrusions.
She gasped, whipping her head to regard me. "D-don't," she pleaded. "They're really sensitive."
I didn't say a word. The velvet that I'd felt them covered with was heavenly. I began crawling towards her, as she stared at me in confusion.
"Wh-what are you doing?" she asked as I tossed her book aside, climbing over her body so she was lying beneath me in the damp grass.
I hovered over her, caressing the ribbed surface of her antlers, taking in all the bumps and divots to catalog every wonderful molecule in my head. Again she shuddered, but made no move to stop me.
I ran my hand through her silky blonde hair, cupping her horns at their base. Her chest was rising and falling, her cheeks burning red. There was a nervous fear in her eyes, but slowly she leaned upward and pressed her lips against mine, drawing my attention from her horns and to her face.
"O-oh. I'm uh...sorry, I guess I got a little carried away," I tried to excuse myself.
"Don't stop," she begged. "Please? It feels good."
Now she was blushing even more as she she smiled sheepishly at me. I nuzzled her nose with my own, causing her to giggle as I once again put hands on either side of her head.
The instant my thumbs ran over the grooved velvet texture, her entire body shivered in delight. A soft groan of pleasure escaped her throat as she tried to rub her horns more actively against my hands.
A heavenly scent wafted up from between her legs as she began to pant in need. "Unngh...that feels so good," she gasped. Her thighs began to rub against one another in desire, trying her best to control herself, but fading quickly.
Well...no need to make this so one sided. With reluctance, I released her horns, making her whine. My hand went to my fly, undoing it and pulling out my member. When she laid eyes on it, she squeaked, closing her legs together tightly, but I just caressed her cheek.
"It's okay," I whispered. "I'm not going to take you there."
"P-promise?"
I nodded.
"O-okay then. I trust you…"
I sat up, leaning my back against the tree. With a smile, she crawled over my lap to steal another soft kiss. I returned her affection, but as sweet as it was, my cock was craving something, and if not her lower half, I'd take her upper.
I took a firm, grip of her antlers, rubbing my thumbs up and down them. Again, her tongue lolled out, her eyes getting a wonderful vacant gaze from the pleasure. Perfect. I pulled them down slowly, guiding her head until my cock had slipped into her mouth. The moment her tongue tasted my precum, it snapped her back to her senses.
She went to pull away, but with one tug, she moaned into my flesh and instead elected to remain. Like a pair of curled handle bars, I used her horns to control how far she went down my cock.
Nice and slow. Up and down. Every moan she made came with a suck and a slurp as her eyes looked up at me lovingly. It wasn't until my one of my hands covered the lights that she let out a muffled squeal, expelling her hot cum on the floor. So the lights were extra sensitive!
I began to bob her up and down faster now. One antler to guide her, and the other to drive her crazy as I rubbed and fondled the small glowing appendages. Her arms were growing weak as orgasms crashed on her in waves, until the grass under her was a marshy mess of femcum.
I was getting close myself. I had to finish her off with a big finale. I pulled her all the way down my shaft, invading her tight gullet with my cock. She gagged and retched, trying to pull away, but I readjusted my grip and pushed down on the lights. If not that my dick was in her throat, I'm pretty sure the entire forest would have heard her scream as she unleashed a massive orgasm, completely ruining her book.
Not that it mattered anymore. All that pleasure had taken its toll. The poor girl was completely devoid of her senses. That was no fun. I frowned, going back to her slow bobbing. When the light of sentience began to return to her eyes, I stopped resisting. I stuffed her pretty little mouth with all the cum I could muster.
She gave a grunt of surprise, and coughed, sending a small explosion of white onto my crotch. When I'd heard that heavenly sound of her swallowing what remained in her mouth, I leaned my head back against the tree and released her horns completely.
Moving beside me, she curled up next to my lap, obediently licking up what she'd spilt. "Good girl," I purred, stroking her hair. Once she'd finished she gave a cute yawn and rested her head on my lap, my cock just beside her mouth. Giving it one last kiss, she smiled, closed her eyes, and decided to take a nap.
One hour of rest from fatigue later and I activated a pokeball to capture her.
Faline makes an incredibly obscure reference!
Species: Stantler Found: Route 37
Normal Type Starting Level: 15 Gentle Nature
Ability: Intimidate - Lowers the foe's attack
Moves: Tackle, Leer, Astonish
Game saved…
To be continued...