And suddenly, that moment you had been looking forward to all year, was here. The impressively large, yet somehow terrifying entrance to the Elite Four's residence, the Indigo Plateau. There was a large carved staircase that led to two huge blue doors, elegantly carved brownstone pillars meeting in the middle of either side of the door. On either corner of the building were traditional Kantonese brick pillars, each topped with more carved brownstone. Above the door was a large pediment with carvings of the all the legendary Pokemon native to Kanto, which was right above a platform. Glass lined the edge of the platform and you could see all sorts of people there.
Most, you guessed, were the higher ups of the Pokemon League, but there might be a previous Champion or Elite Four member there as well. Just because you were knocked out of the Pokemon League didn't mean that you had to find a nine to fiver at some office in Castelia City.
With a beating heart and a stout resolution, you took the steps one at a time. Each time you walked up a step, a memory of your journey flashed in your mind. Meeting Growlithe. Challenging your rival, who had since departed this world, for your first Pokemon battle. Your first gym. Evolving Growlithe.
The more you walked, the more memories you had and not before long, you were at those two wide, blue doors. A Pokeball was carved into the glass, being separated each time someone opened the door, the large lines on either side of it giving the door an extremely regal look.
Here it was.
Your palms were a bit too sweaty as you pushed on the door to your right and you hoped beyond hope that you wouldn't smudge them. Last thing you wanted was to make a joke of yourself. You had worked too long and too hard to be considered the sweaty palm boy.
Inside of the Indigo Plateau was breathtakingly beautiful. The room itself was square and had a rich maroon carpet trimmed with gold that led to two wonderfully carved light blue doors. Along the carpet were large marble pillars, each depicting a scene from the very first Pokemon League Championship match. The more you walked, the more the goosebumps on your arms and legs rose. You were in a special place and, for the first time in your life, believed you were underdressed for the occasion.
Before you got to the doors, the carpet split off in either direction and led to either a Nurse station, or a PokeMart. The nurse there seemed to be the apex nurse; her outfit was immaculately white and unlike her subordinates, her hair wasn't dyed. It seemed as if the Pokemon League expected a bit more out of their nurse. The PokeMart attendant was just as well dressed; the blackest suit you had ever seen, a sharply contrasting white dress shirt and a black tie held in place by a golden Pokeball tie clip.
You gulped.
"Hey there, trainer! Can I help you?" A voice called out.
You looked over to where it came from and saw yet another beautifully dressed - and equally beautiful - woman. She had a tight fitting black dress that slowly progressed into a beautiful burgundy red as it spread out on the floor. It cut off right above her chest, her wonderful ebony breasts pressed tightly against it. You finally met her eyes and gulped.
Even from a distance, you could tell that this was, bar none, the most beautiful woman you had ever seen. Her eyes were the richest brown you had ever seen, her eyebrows were perfect, her lips and cheeks were…
"Can I help you?" She calls again, her voice richer than honey.
"..." How could you, a ragged, travel worn Pokemon Trainer wannabe even speak to someone like this? She was on a completely different level than you were, truly, she was the apotheosis of a human being.
"Why don't you come a bit closer, so we can talk? You're a Pokemon Trainer, right?" She nearly shouted from across the room.
You nodded, hesitantly taking a step forward. Her beauty was nearly suffocating as you got closer to her and that feeling of you being underdressed for this only came back harder than it ever had before. Once you were within a couple of feet from here, you froze in place. She looked at you, a wonderfully cute smile on her face. Even her teeth were beautiful; each were small, white pearls.
"Did you come to challenge the Elite Four?" She asked.
"Uh...Um…" You stammered out, unable to find words.
"Are… are you okay?" She asked, her face contorting into a worried look that was so adorable you thought that she genuinely wanted to know how you were doing.
'Snap out of it, c'mon!' You shouted in your mind.
"Y-em…" You looked down at your shoes, balling your hands into fists. She was captivatingly beautiful, but you were finally able to challenge the Elite Four. You'd have plenty of time to hit on her once you won.
"Yes. I think so." You stammered, looking back up.
"Alright…" She said, a bit confused. "So… Pokemon Trainer?"
"Yes, I am. Miss." You said, standing up a bit straighter.
She took a form out of nowhere and handed it to you. You began to read through it, but quickly frowned. It was a non-disclosure agreement, essentially stating that, any mention, talk of, or explanation of the Champion and who he was would be met with a felony charge.
This was real shit.
"Non… non-disclosure? For what?" You asked, looking up.
"It's for the safety of our current Champion." She said, handing you a pen. "If you talk about who or what he is, you'll be subject to quite a lot of prison time, as well as an enormous fine."
Who… or what?
"Is this a joke?" You said, looking over the contract. This was something you'd never heard about before, but the more you thought about it, the more you realized that you didn't even know that much about the current Champion. You knew it was a 'he,' and that he obliterated the Elite Four in record time. You knew that nobody talked about his team, in fact, it wasn't even on the Pokemon League's website, which was against their own rules. Any time one would click on the link to see the Champion, it would bring them to an Error 404 message.
"No joke. He takes his confidentiality very seriously." She explained. "It isn't that big of a deal, just… Don't talk about what you see if you fight him."
"Um… Yeah… Okay." You stammered out, signing and initialing everywhere that needed to be signed and initialled. The lady took the contract back, carefully storing it in her dress again before looking back at you.
"Really, don't worry." She said, walking with you towards the nurse station. "Everyone signs one of those."
"Alright, if you say so." You said.
"Nurse, could you run a checkup on this young Challenger's Pokemon? Make sure they're ready to go?" The lady asked.
"Will do!" The nurse said, smiling at the both of you.
"Talk to me when you're ready to fight the first of the Elite Four. And… Congratulations on making it here. Not many do." She said, smiling.
"T-thanks." You said, handing the nurse your Pokeballs.
With that, that jewel of a lady left and you in turn were left watching her go.
"Isn't she beautiful?" The nurse said, placing your Pokeballs in a tray.
"Hm? O-oh…" You said, blushing.
"It's okay, I can't tell you the amount of times she's caught me looking at her." The nurse said, waving to her once she, yet again, was caught staring.
"She's… so beautiful though."
"Yes she is…" The nurse said, smiling.
"What… what's her name? I need to know."
"Oyana." She said, tapping away at the state of the art Pokemon health station.
It wasn't long after that that the nurse handed your Pokemon back to you. All six of your Pokeballs seemed to gleam under the lights and you thanked her before walking back to Oyana. Her eyes lit up as you met her.
"All set?"
"I'm ready to fight them." You said, grinning.
Oyana smiled at you before walking you to the two light blue doors. There were four different carvings on each side of the door, each a scene from the battle that took place in order for this member of the Elite Four to be here. It made you wonder if they did this every time someone else became a member of the Elite Four.
"Lorelei is right through these doors. Good luck!" She said, leaning down and kissing you on the cheek.
You couldn't believe how hard you blushed once she walked away.
. . .
Here you were…
Lorelei hadn't been much of a challenge. Magneton had delivered shock after shock to her surprisingly underleveled Pokemon. Bruno, although physically imposing, had only two Pokemon that could have given your Aegislash trouble. They were, for some reason, two large Onix, but neither had the Sturdy ability, and thus were one shot by him. Arcanine was easily able to abolish the old woman, Agatha, her ghost and poison type Pokemon not standing a single chance.
And finally, you were on the last Pokemon of the hardest Pokemon trainer you had ever fought. Lance wasn't as ignorant as the rest of his team; he knocked out your Magneton and your Gyrados as fast as he could. You had to applaud his effort; most of the Elite Four had been complete pushovers, unable to knock out a single Pokemon that had a type advantage.
Unfortunately for Lance, when he threw out his last Pokemon, a Dragonite, you still had your Ditto, Arcanine, Mawile, and Aegislash at full health. Four against one was no problem at all and you wished you could have said that he mopped the floor with you, that these four trainers that were supposedly the best of the best, the cream of the crop, had won against a single seventeen year old boy, but as soon as you threw out Mawile, it was all over.
With Dragonite finally recalled, Lance huffed, a large grin on his face. For all his pomp, he didn't have much to back it up.
"A surprising victory, Challenger. Well done, well done…" He said, walking over to you and grasping your wrist with his hand. "But this Champion is no pushover, like you must think we are."
"Ah! No talking about him." You said, grinning.
Lance chuckled, handing you a wad of PokeBucks and motioned towards the final door with his head.
"Go right through there. He's been watching you fight, so I'd expect him to be a bit riled up." Lance said, stepping aside. You walked past him, but were suddenly stopped by his hand wrapping around your upper arm. You look over and see that he's grinning. "I expect nothing but the stars from this fight. Take a deep breath and give it your all, Challenger!"
"Will do." You said, grinning back at him, suddenly filled with determination.
He let go of you and you continued along to the doors. Neither of them were carved like the rest of the doors that led to each member of the Elite Four. They were just regular, plain yellow and black doors. Maybe he specialized in electric types?
With a grunt, the two doors swung open to complete, inky blackness. Even the light from Lance's well lit arena didn't shine more than a couple of feet into this room. Before stepping in, you made sure your team was all revived and healed.
Once in, the doors slammed shut behind you.
Eerie.
"H-hello?" You timidly called out, looking around for anything.
There was a loud, deep purring noise that came from the center of the room. It sounded angry, yet ecstatic. You watched in horror, nearly pissing your pants as two bright, blue irises shone through the inky dark.
Soon, a large tuft of blue fur lit up as well, followed by two whiskers on either side of this Pokemon's face. The Pokemon rose to its full height, growling fiercely, menacingly. An odd looking 'M' tuft of fur on its chest lit up, the same odd, crackling bright blue as its whiskers and eyes were.
Lights suddenly lit the room up, but not by much. You were able to get a better look at this Pokemon, still frozen in fear. He was about as tall as a human might be, with two large, furry yellow arms, odd black, jagged markings along his forearms. He had black, viciously clawed feet that cut off with what looked like large, furry yellow shorts. Each thigh had those same jagged black markings that his forearms had. His chest was narrow, slender, yet powerful, and there was a large almost ponytail looking bunch of fur that wagged back and forth in vicious excitement.
This was an impressive Pokemon for sure.
"Um… Where's… Where's your t-trainer?" You asked, a bit nervous at his gazes.
"I am my own trainer." The Pokemon barks out.
"What the fuck…" You whispered out. Had… this Pokemon just spoke?
"Your language was easy to learn," He said, standing upright, as if proud of himself. "Are we fighting, or do you give up?"
"You… can speak…" You said, a bit dumbstruck.
"I fought my way up to this position. I refuse to fight some kid who can't even comprehend common knowledge." He said, turning to leave. He was just about to walk out the door when you released Arcanine.
He froze in place, the door in his paw. An eerie few seconds passed by before he began to laugh. You commanded Arcanine to use Extreme Speed, but before he could take off, this Pokemon slammed the door shut, jumping off of it and smashing Arcanine across his face with his fists. His speed was unreal, he was a blur as he continued this assault. The few times Arcanine could dodge him, he howled in pain as electricity raked his body.
With a roar of his name, "Zeraora," the Pokemon delivered a crunching blow to Arcanine, his fists alight in a eerie blue, crackling aura. With that, Arcanine was down for the count.
You let Mawile out, commanding her to use Iron Head, but even as she began to use the move, Zeraora's fist lit up into a fierce blaze as he delivered a one shot knockout to her. You recalled her, unable to look away from the triumphant, cocky gaze of Zeraora. This… wasn't good.
Aegislash, Gyrados, and Magneton were quickly taken out, Zeraora not having a single problem handling them. You were down to one last Pokemon…
You sent Ditto out, instantly commanding it to transform into Zeraora. Right before Zeraora brought his fists down on Ditto's head, Ditto was able to raise its new large, yellow arms. The hit still hurt them, but Ditto knew all of Zeraora's moves. Their fists quickly crackled with that blue aura and they punched Zeraora in the stomach, causing the Pokemon to suck in air.
Ditto continued the assault, punching his face, stomach, shoulders, and neck as they beat the Pokemon back. You began to feel like you had a shot at winning this until Ditto beat him into the middle of the arena.
They were about to deliver one more powerful blow when their fist was grabbed. Ditto quickly went in with the other, but it was also grabbed. Zeraora panted for a few seconds, slowly looking up at Ditto. There was a small stream of blood that had dried on his nose, and his eye was a bit swollen as he looked at Ditto.
Then, it all went to shit.
Zeraora's eyes began to glow a bright blue as he shouted his name, quickly twisting Ditto around and bringing their arm crashing down on his knee. It gave off a sickening crack, bone roughly piercing Ditto's arm as Zeraora quickly broke the other one. Ditto's screams were rough to get through and before you could recall them, Ditto was quickly kicked towards you.
As they crashed a ways ahead of you, you watched as they reverted back to their purple, globby form. Zeraora wasted no time, quickly smashing his fists into Ditto. Right as he brought his fist down, however, Ditto moved out of the way, its body opening up around Zeraora's fist. Ditto quickly slid around Zeraora's feet, working up his body in an instant and soon, the only spot of Zeraora's body that wasn't covered by Ditto was his head.
You watched, a bit excited, as Ditto quickly began to crush Zeraora's body. The Pokemon, for once, let out a scream.
Once he fell to the ground, you hoped that it was over.
Ditto continued to squeeze him, grunting from the effort. Something that made you physically sick to your stomach happened not long after.
Zeraora began to laugh.
He laughed and laughed and laughed, looking up at you on the ground. His eyes shone bright blue, his face contorted in a fierce grin. With a scream, Zeraora released an absolutely massive blast of sustained electricity. The two were soon consumed in a bright, flashing, crackling blue sphere. Ditto screamed in pain, and it wasn't long after the electrical storm that they fell off of Zeraora.
The Pokemon laughed as he rose, his bright blue fur taking on a more dull blue, but in your opinion, that only made him more menacing.
"Recall this slime." He said, flicking pieces of Ditto off of his fur.
You obeyed, fumbling his Pokeball's recall device as Zeraora walked over to you. After recalling Ditto, Zeraora looked at you, a fierce grin on his face.
"You were the first trainer that offered a legitimate challenge so late in the battle." He said, looking up at you. Whether he liked it or not, you were more than a foot taller than he was. "A fine defeat, Challenger."
"T-thanks…" You said, trying to hold back tears. How had he managed to defeat your team so quickly.
"In fact, one might say that you've impressed me." He said, examining his claws.
"Really?" You asked, unsure of where this was going.
"Indeed." He looked up, grinning. "If I were to offer you a spot as one of the Elite Four, would you take it?"
"..." But… how would… how is this even possible?
"What if I told you that there was still a way to win?" He asked.
"I… I'd jump at the chance." You said, a bit shocked.
"Good, good…" He said, turning around and beginning to walk towards the doors. "Follow me, young trainer."
You obeyed this Pokemon Champion, following close behind him. Zeraora was a little… cute, you had to admit. His fur gave off an ozony, musky smell and the way he strode seemed to tell tales of his power and victory. He led you into the Champion's Room, an odd, long looking area with a large computer at the end of this hallway.
The sight of it filled you with sadness.
This could have been your room, if you had known what this Champion was. Zeraora walked over to the computer, pressing buttons on the screen. His claws clicked away at it, pulling up a picture of Lorelei. He pressed a button, then,
"Lorelei, please come to my chambers."
"You got it, boss." Lorelei responded.
"Please, take a seat." Zeraora said, motioning towards a comfortable looking swivel chair. It was mostly stainless steel, and had a red cushion on the seat, as well as one on the back. "We have a few minutes, do you have any questions?"
"Y-yeah, why are you hiring me?" You began.
"You impressed me, I already told you this." He said, leaning on the computer and crossing his large arms.
"O-oh, right. Um… How… are you the Champion?"
"The Pokemon League never specified that a Pokemon couldn't become a Champion in their rulebook. I figured, why not? All the fights I could ever want, as well as comfortable accommodations."
"How… how can you speak my language, then? Can all Pokemon learn to speak?"
"Only those who put their heart and soul into it." Zeraora explained. "Many Legendary and Mythical Pokemon such as myself find it easier to do than your Arcanine might."
"You're…"
"I am. Don't take your loss too hard." Zeraora said, grinning.
"Wow…" You murmured, completely dumbstruck. "A real life Mythical… Where did you come from, then? Kanto? Hoenn? Johto?"
"Fula City, I lived there for at for a little while."
You had so much more to ask him, but the doors suddenly opened, a proud, yet nervous Lorelei walking towards the two of you. She gave you one look, quickly turning to Zeraora.
"You asked to see me?" She said, arms crossed behind her back.
"I did. Your service has been extraordinary here, but I'm afraid your time here is up." Zeraora said, getting up and placing a paw on her shoulder.
Lorelei breathed in a deep, shuddering breath, nodding afterwards. She looked down at Zeraora, smiling warmly.
"So… so be it." She said, running her hand along his shoulder. Odd…
"Once I am finished with this Challenger here, please come find me, we'll work out your future employment as a Gym Leader." Zeraora said.
"You got it." Then, Lorelei did something that genuinely shocked you.
She reached down, taking a hold of his chin with two gentle fingers. She then leaned down, kissing him gently. Wait…
Lorelei worked her tongue into his mouth, gently sparring with his tongue, pulling away once she was satisfied. Zeraora smiled, rubbing her cheek for a second before she walked away. He watched her go, sighing as soon as she walked through those doors. Afterwards, he looked back at you, chuckling at your shocked look.
"She… she… she…" You said, looking dumbly at him.
Before you could do anything else, Zeraora walked over to you, picking your chin up, pulling you into a deep kiss. You wanted to fight, at first, and nearly did, but the more his soft, black lips pressed against yours, the more you stopped. Metaphorical lightning bolts raced through your body as you felt his soft, warm tongue prod into your mouth and you offered no fight as he explored you. Every few seconds, his tongue would run along yours, and somehow, you could already feel your erection press tight against your shorts.
With a grunt, he pulled away.
"She kissed me. Satisfying me is part of your contract." He said, smiling warmly. "If you want to leave, you're free to, if not…" He looked down at your bulge, licking his lips. "I'd love to get into those pants."
What… what the fuck?
You looked down, seeing his own pink, completely erect length poking out from his fur. It was slightly twitching as it was observed. Was this… was this worth it? You didn't consider someone who liked the idea of two men fucking, you didn't like it whatsoever, but… Something about Zeraora was just…
Too good to pass up.
You nodded, looking up at him, a nervous smile on your face.
"Follow me." He said, pulling you up by both of your hands.
You held onto his hand as he walked towards a door that was nearly hidden. He pressed a few buttons and the door swung open, revealing a large, dark room. There was a well made bed in the center of the wall furthest away from the door, as well as a few contraptions plugged into the wall. There were a bunch of monitors on the wall, each showing a room of the Elite Four. You watched as Bruno trained with his Pokemon, as Gengar played around with Agatha, and as Lance snuggled with his Dragonite. Lorelei was packing her things up in a backpack and you couldn't help but notice the sad expression on her face.
"Please, sit on the bed. Get ready." He said, taking a seat near one of the contraptions.
"Get… ready?" You asked.
"Nude." Was all he said.
You gulped, suddenly nervous at all of this. Zeraora grabbed two handles of one contraption, the power suddenly beginning to flicker. You threw your backpack down, every second questioning yourself. One look back at Zeraora seemed to set yourself at ease, however.
You unbuckled your belt and undid your shorts, sliding them, as well as your briefs, down to your ankles. Your shoes and socks, as well as your shirt soon quickly joined them on the ground, and you gulped yet again. With a heart racing faster than you had ever felt, you sat down on his bed. It was warm, soft, and had thick blankets and pillows.
Placing your head in your hands, you began to wonder if this was something you should be doing. After all, wasn't this trading sex for work? That was illegal and yet, every time you looked over at Zeraora, at his gently pulsing length, you couldn't help but know that this was exactly what you should be doing.
Finally, he got up, what was once his dark blue fur now bright and energetic again. Even his cock looked a bit harder. Zeraora strode over to you, sitting down besides you and placing a paw on your shoulder.
"Hey," He said, looking down at you.
You looked up at him and were quickly pulled into another kiss, another wonderful, mind bendingly powerful kiss. His tongue seemed to take all of your worries away as it confidently poked around in your mouth, and you gave all of them up for him to take away. A trail of saliva fell on your chest once he finally pulled away and you couldn't help but smile at him.
You didn't resist when a large, powerful paw pushed your head down to his twitching length. Very soon, a cock was poking at your lips, but he didn't push in just yet. You looked up at him once his paw left your head.
"Last chance to back out." He said, smiling.
Hell no.
You look back down, gently tasting his throbbing cock with your tongue. It was as hard as iron, as soon as you licked up his pointed, tapered length, it went back and flicked you on the chin. Zeraora let out a soft moan as you took it in your mouth, slowly getting a taste for him. This was the first cock you had ever had in you, and you wanted to get used to it. Zeraora wasn't incredibly well endowed, maybe measuring in at six and a half, seven inches or so, but he was still a lot to take in.
As soon as you started to suck, his paw went back on your head and he slowly began to thrust in and out of your mouth. You explored his pushing and pulling length with your tongue, loving how, as he pushed in, his cock got wider and wider, gently moving your mouth apart to take him in.
You reached down, finding his furry ball sack, and softly groped him. Zeraora let out a small moan, pushing into your mouth a bit faster now. You let him use your mouth for whatever he wanted to do, taking pleasure in the feeling of his furry balls gently quivering as you rubbed them.
His length was warm, leaving your mouth feeling kind of hot as he fucked it. Every few seconds or so, Zeraora would stop, panting his name a couple of times, but always drove his cock deeper into your mouth afterwards. He continued to thrust into your mouth, being careful not to gag you with each push into you.
You wrapped a hand around what remained of his cock, beginning to jerk him off as he fucked your face. Zeraora groaned his name loudly, pushing your head faster and faster down his member. You desperately licked all around his length, never wanting this to end. Zeraora began to pant loudly, and, already feeling that he was close, you doubled your efforts. He was on the precipice of an orgasm when you felt him pull out of your mouth and swat your hands away.
You looked up, a bit confused.
"Turn over, ass up." He commanded.
You obeyed your new master, getting on the bed and exposing your asshole to him. You grabbed a pillow to rest your head on as he pawed your ass cheeks apart. He gave your asshole a generous lick, causing you to moan loudly and begin to quiver as his tongue traced all along your hole. After a few licks, he got up and there was a sudden pressure against your asshole. You took a few deep breaths, loosening yourself up only to cry out as an unknown pain forced you open. Zeraora drove his cock completely into you, crying out in pleasure. He grabbed onto your waist, gently beginning to rock you back and forth onto his length. It felt like something was poking deep inside of you, but every now and again, Zeraora would thrust into you and hit something that made your cock throb hard. You began to moan like the bitch you were as his balls smacked your own, his length constantly pushing deep into you.
You cried out in pain as his claws came out, digging into your waist. It gave him more leverage than you thought possible, each thrust becoming something that you feared, yet deeply enjoyed.
Your knees suddenly collapsed, Zeraora following you down as you crashed onto the bed. It didn't stop him from fucking you, however, in fact, he seemed to enjoy this position even more. His thrusts were quicker, harder, and, in this position…
Every single time he slammed his length into you, you saw stars. Your cock throbbed with each thrust, demanding your attention, but as it was, it had to be happy with rubbing against Zeraora's bed.
Each thrust into you was accompanied with a heavy grunt from the Pokemon; clearly, your legs being pushed together had made your asshole a lot tighter than he could handle. You thought he was going to make you lean back again, but that order never came as he fucked you.
Zeraora began to moan louder and louder, fucking you quicker than he ever had been before. You gasped in surprise when he quickly pulled out of your asshole, turning you around and quickly ramming his cock deep into your mouth. You grimaced in pain and shock, as well as slight disgust; your ass didn't taste too good, but for his sake, you sucked.
Zeraora quickly shouted his name and you could feel him begin to cum down your throat. His cock would tense up for a second before a long, quick rope of semen shot out of it, his balls rising and falling as he pumped cum into his prey. You let him do this, even though everything about it grossed you out, quickly gulping down his cum before it pooled in your mouth.
With one final tense, one final rope, Zeraora was done. He collapsed down next to you, panting heavily, but you weren't finished with him. If he wanted sex, that's what he'd get.
You roll over in between his legs, smirking at that nervous look in his eyes as you grab his cock in your hand. Zeraora tried weakly to push you away from his shaft, but you resisted.
You stuck his wet, throbbing, tender member back into your mouth. It was a lot softer than it was when he first made you suck him off and it was somehow better. Whenever you sucked him, Zeraora groaned, his cock moving further into your mouth until you let it go. He placed his hands on your head, his legs digging at the bed as you sucked, was he trying to get you off of his cock?
You didn't care, quickly working his entire length into your mouth. You gagged, quickly getting off of him and resorted to sucking half of him off while the other half you beat off. Zeraora began to cry out in pleasure, saying his name slowly over and over again. His cock soon grew in your mouth, which pleased you. Clearly, he was getting off on this, which put small, ecstatic feelings into your chest.
He began to buck his hips into your hand, trying to work his cock further and further into your mouth, but you had a firm grip on him; he wasn't going anywhere you didn't want. You look up and see his eyes completely glazed over as he looked down at you, a fierce blush covering his face. Before sucking him back into your mouth, you gave a sly wink.
Zeraora took your head in his hands, harshly pushing you down his length. You gave no repreve, not until he shocked you. It was gentle, but harsh enough to get his point across. You cried out in pain, but your screams were quickly gagged by his cock deep inside of your mouth. You instantly started to gag as he fucked the back of your throat, but it wasn't long until you could feel his warm, sticky load being shot down you.
You pull off of his cock, coughing up cum and saliva as he shoots cum onto his fur, and try not to vomit. You were dangerously close, having to massage your throat to make that feeling go away.
What a terrible feeling it was.
"Bit of a quick shot cat, huh?" You said, grinning.
"I am not a cat." Zeraora says, a little indignantly.
You run your finger up his twitching cock, causing him to mew. Zeraora quickly covers his mouth, blushing heavily. You smile, your point made, but grab his cock again. So wet, so thick…
You begin to jerk him off, Zeraora giving no complaints as you worked on his length. It looked like how you imagined a typical Pokemon cock looked; a bit narrow at the beginning before it got thicker at the middle, then tapered off to a small tip and a cummy, leaking slit. His hand was extraordinarily wet from your mouth and his cum, so your hand had no problem sliding up and down it.
Zeraora began to thrust into your hand ever so gently, giving off soft moans as you soon brought him to yet another erection. You would be happy just jerking him off, but something caught your eye.
While he was being jerked off, Zeraora would occasionally flex his legs and his asshole would clench hard. Tasting ass wasn't something you had ever done before, in fact, you hated the idea of it. An asshole was riddled with germs, shit, all sorts of nasty garbage, yet it called out to you so sweetly.
You gulped, moving your head down to his hole and gave him a soft sniff. Yup.
There was an asshole.
You gave a lick, your mind and body not even knowing what you were doing until it was too late. It caused you to nearly gag, but you went back for seconds and thirds, eventually licking his asshole clean. You spat out all the saliva that came back, looking up at Zeraora. He looked like he was in absolute bliss, nodding for you to continue.
As you jerk him off, you begin to lick his asshole again and again, small licks at first, but it didn't take long for you to push your tongue into his asshole, causing him to moan slightly. It was so warm and it pushed against your tongue so harshly. Forget the taste, forget the smell, this was amazing.
Zeraora began to buck his hips harder into your hands, his ass falling on your tongue as he came back down. He began to squirm under your grip and you left his ass alone for a bit, scooping his balls in your mouth and sucking on them. He cried out, claws tearing into the blanket as you sucked.
You could feel his cock pulsing hard in your hand, quickly running up and down the base of his cock with your tongue. You reach out, poking a couple of fingers into his wet asshole, gently prodding into him. Zeraora whines, his hips thrusting hard into your hand before coming down on your fingers just as hard.
You go back to his balls as he cries his name, licking and sucking them. You were about to go back to his length when you heard him cry his name a lot louder. As you looked up, you felt his hot cum dribble down your fingers, which only made you jerk him off faster. More and more semen leaked out of him, covering your fingers as it ran down to his groin.
With one final, powerful thrust, Zeraora was done. He was spent, and the look he gave you spelt death if you tried anything else with him. You grin, sitting up and flicking his cum off of your fingers.
"You have a sink anywhere?" You ask the panting Pokemon.
He pointed over to the corner, which led to a small room. There was a sink inside, as well as a shower that didn't seem as if it had been used in a long time. You wash your hands and face, making sure that neither smelled of his ass or his cock. It wasn't a bad smell, but it wasn't something that you wanted to smell like. Once you were dried off, you walk back to Zeraora, who still was panting and looking at the ceiling. You sit down on the bed, leaning against the furry Pokemon.
"Thank you…" He said, looking over at you. He had recovered his breath quite fast.
"No, thank you." You replied, running your hand along that patch of blue fur on his chest. "I'm part of the Elite Four now. I assume this relationship can go both ways?"
"Eventually."
"Then I'm a part of the Elite Four and I get to fuck the Champion. Don't see how life can get much better than this." You said, sighing.
"I expect you to give a hundred and ten percent with each battle." Zeraora said, grinning. "Whether it be on the battlefield, or in the bedroom."
"Yes sir." You said, chuckling. You gave him a soft kiss on his cheek before getting up and getting dressed. "Well, I might as well check out my new accommodations. Plus, didn't you tell Lorelei to come see you once you were done with me?"
Zeraora's eyes grew wide, and a large smile came about on his face as he realized just what he had gotten himself into.
"Luckily, a Mythical Pokemon such as yourself shouldn't have any problem with a simple human girl, huh?" You said, laughing as you walked out of the room.
When you got to the twin doors and opened them, Lorelei was standing right outside of them, her hand raised, poised to knock. The two of you locked eyes and she couldn't help but break out in laughter.
"So, you're the newest member of the Elite Four, huh?" She said, grinning.
"I think he'll be able to answer that."
"Squeeze your fist." She said, walking ahead of you.
"Huh?"
"You're waddling like a Piplup. Squeeze your fist and walk normally. We have an image to maintain." She said, laughing.
Come to think of it, your ass was on fire. You did as she recommended, which helped you enough to stop waddling. You walked through all of the Elite Four's rooms, shaking hands with each of them and introducing yourself as the newest member. Every time you left the room, you couldn't help but snicker at the shocked looks on the faces of your new comrades.
There would be a lot to do, for sure.
The day had been long, hard, yet so, so wonderful. Now… well, now you would settle down here until either someone beats Zeraora, or until you are replaced, but whatever the case, you were happy. You hadn't won the title of Champion, but you had become a member of the Elite Four. Your boss was a talking, Mythical Pokemon nobody could know about and for the first time in your life, you were excited to finally do some work.
Congratulations!
You have won this game! Whether or not it was the ending you might have expected, this is the true ending to the game. That being said, if this is the first ending you got to, there are still many more to go through. Why not take that walk into the field? Why not climb that mountain trail? I sincerely hope you enjoy exploring this story, and I thank you for reading.
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