The Pokephilia Club Master Edition

by Hentasma-chan

Hiding in plain sight, there is a secret organization dedicated to furthering the loving bond between humans and Pokemon known as the PPC or The Pokephilia Club. This story follows the incidents of several individuals that stumbled upon the club's true purpose, only to be engulfed by the darkness in which it dwells.

5. Chapter 5

Chapter 2: The Case of Mathas Crawley

Part 1: Taking the Bait

"Is it just me, or did EeveelutionLeader die? Ever since she got all uppity about the PPC its like she just vanished into thin air. –PwnEdge

"Yeah I know…she was like our little sister on here…" –Snorwrath

"Good riddance, she was a jerk anyway," –ProBro

"She just had a lot of passion, that's all. She was never really mean to us just to be mean," –Pikaclue

"Passion would be underselling it, but yeah…this place has gotten pretty stale on subject matter since she left," –MewDude

"It just means that you all are pretty lame keke," -EeveelutionLeader

"Holy smokes! Look who it is!" –Snorwrath

"Remember me guys? I remember how all of you were squabbling about the PPC. If it was real or if it was a hoax…I tried to take the matter seriously, but everyone simply pushed me aside, as if I was an idiot. Well guess what everyone…the PPC is VERY real, and it will consume those who don't believe…" –EeveelutionLeader

"Oh it's our wacked out sister again. Haven't seen you around in awhile" –PwnEdge

"Yeah a lot of us were actually kind of getting worried about you," –MewDude

"Yo MewDude, I never got those pics of your girlfriend," –ProBro

"…" – MewDude

"Heh, ProBro…are still being a jerk on here with your attitude and that obnoxious mouth of yours?" –Eeveelution Leader

"Hey, that's not a very nice thing to say. How would you know if I still have that kind of an attitude huh?" –ProBro

"It was just a question; I wasn't taking a shot at you. But just now you made yourself out to be the same jerk as you've always been hehehe," –EeveelutionLeader

"AW SNAP! Somebody just got burned!" –PwnEdge

"STFU PwnEdge, no one asked you for your retarded reply!" –ProBro

"Hey! Watch the language! You do realize that some of the people in this forum are kind of young right? –Snorwrath

"Yeah ProBro, don't sound like one of those kids," –PwnEdge

"Shut up! I don't have to take crap from any of you! You all are stupid, especially you MewDude, where the hell are those pics?!" –ProBro

"Are you honestly still on about that?" –GrimerGirl

"Apparently since he can't get his own girlfriend, he needs mine to get his rocks off,"

–MewDude

"What? I just wanna see if she's hawt or not bruh, that's all. Don't be a little punk and pony up. I wanna see what you're dick is working with," –ProBro

"…go to hell ProBro…" –MewDude

"My…what immaturity in here…" –Qualter

"Sorry dude, sometimes its hard to control some of our members on here," –PwnEdge

"Especially when they have as big a mouth as ProBro here," –Snorwrath

"Besides ProBro everyone is actually pretty nice. They're kind of like my dysfunctional family," –EeveelutionLeader

"I see. That is very…quaint." –Qualter

"What's with everyone singling me out now? We really need to be focusing on this chick who talking down on all of us!" –ProBro

"Wow…really ProBro?" –MewDude

"Well someone is having fun playing the blame game…" –PwnEdge

"Srsly, what kind of cluster bomb did I just walk in on?" –GrimerGirl

"Oh, we're all talking about how ProBro is being a little punk," –EeveelutionLeader

"LOL can I join in? Plz plz plz?!" –GrimerGirl

"GRR! THIS IS BULLSHIT!" Mathas yelled at his computer screen. Using the handle ProBro, Mathas seemed to take a lot of joy in going on to various different forums to stir up trouble. As great a troll as he thought himself out to be however, he couldn't take the heat when it would be sent back at him. In short, he's a bit of an idiot with an inferiority complex. Mathas took a hefty sigh before running his hands through his hair in a fit.

"So…about the PPC…you were saying Eeveelution?" –Qualter

"Yeah, we thought they like, ate you up," –GrimerGirl

"Well…I suppose in a sense," –EeveelutionLeader

"How so? This is actually getting pretty interesting," –PwnEdge

"As I was saying, I have actually experienced the PPC for myself…I found them…or rather…they found me." –EeveelutionLeader

"Well that's not spooky at all" –PwnEdge

"Is there any more information you can give us by chance?" –Qualter

"Well…I suppose…I can't say anything else here, but I would be more than happy to drag someone to a PR…" –EeveelutionLeader

"PR? What's that?" –MewDude

"Public restroom, duh," –ProBro

"Dude seriously, shut up," –MewDude

"Whatever…" –ProBro

"Let's just say it's a special kind of chat room online," –EeveelutionLeder

"Like, what's the chat like?" -Pikaclue

"You'll know once you've been invited…" –EeveelutionLeader

"Tch…what kind of a bullshit response is that?" –ProBro

"ProBro, what did I just say about language?" -Snorwrath

"I hate these people sometimes…I really, REALLY do…" Mathas growled as he watched the continual verbal assault against him continue on. He knew that he was prone to getting hate, but he'd never been overrun like this before, which left him with complete aggravation.

"…sorry…" –ProBro

"What do you mean by that ProBro?" –EeveelutionLeader

"I mean, aren't you being a bit overly secretive? It's like your way of pretending to know something," –ProBro

"A mature reply for once, bravo ProBro," –PwnEdge

"Shut it…Eeveelution, since you are talking like you're hot shit about this stupid PPC shit, how about you invite me to a public restroom to prove it," –ProBro

"I don't think that's what the PR stands for…" –MewDude

"I was being sarcastic…" –ProBro

"I'm not sure someone of your…caliber could handle it…" –Qualter

"I wasn't talking to you dumbass," –ProBro

"My…such a feisty one here…" –Qualter

"Fiesty indeed," –PwnEdge

"So how about it huh? Are you going to pony up or are you all talk?" –ProBro

"See you soon~" –EeveelutionLeader

… -EeveelutionLeader has signed off; -Qualter has signed off…

"Burn," –PwnEdge

"What the shit was that all about…? Tch, I bet that girl doesn't know a damn thing about what she's talking about…" Mathas scowled at his computer screen as he lit up a cigarette. Mathas was actually quite a bit older than most of the other members of the forum. At the ripe age of 27, Mathas was a bit of an outcast who hated just about everything in the world. His parents spoiled him when he was young, which clearly reflects his attitude as of now. After failing the Pokemon trainer's exam about 15 times, which turned out to be the most attempts failed in the history of the exam, he figured he'd just live out his life with his folks, bumming off of them. Since they are fairly wealthy, they can support a deadbeat son with only minimal Mathas took a long drag of his cigarette, a mysterious chat window opened up on the middle of his screen. Cocking an eyebrow at the strange window, he placed his cig between his teeth and took a closer look.

"Input user name…" Mathas read aloud as he looked at the flashing window. Apparently a chat initiation style window had just shown up out of nowhere, brandishing itself before him like a challenge. Mathas tried to find a box to close it, but there wasn't such a box in sight. Taking another drag on his cig, he sighed and cracked his fingers.

"Screw it, let's do this," Mathas replied. He honestly had no idea what it was about, but he was never one to back down from any challenge presented to him. Just as he had done on any website, he quickly typed in "ProBro" in the username spot. Hitting enter, his screen went completely black, as if his computer had just died. He narrowed his eyes at the screen, ready to let his anger rise again. It then suddenly flashed, revealing quite an interesting sight. It was a crude black curtain blocking whatever was in the back. It was strung up along a bar like a shower curtain. Suddenly, a chat box popped up on the corner of his screen.

"User ProBro, please state an ID number," the message read in bold, black type. Staring at it causally as if it were just some ridiculous prank, he shrugged his shoulders and quickly typed in his favorite number.

"Welcome ProBro 1337. It seems you are an invited guest to this special PR event, congratulations on receiving the invitation. We'll be starting in 5 minutes, so get acquainted with the window until then," the message read. From the looks of the room, it was like this was going to be some silly play story thing that sites like to show off as being phenomenal when in fact it was very cruddy and stupid. Regardless, Mathas had already put in the effort to get into whatever this was, and he was ready to ride it out. Being online for so long had made him quite jaded, so anything that would normally scare a typical person kind of hit him like rain then slid off. Another chat box randomly appeared in the middle of his screen. On the top of the bar it read "Chat from Gardeva 28174" he shrugged as he clicked the input bar.

"Hehe…well it looks like you came after all…you may be an idiot, but you are quite brave," the message read. He scowled at it for a moment before putting two and two together. The way that the person messaged seemed incredibly familiar, not to mention its eerily coincidental occurrence.

"Since I'm sure you're a bit slow to figure it out, this EeveelutionLeader. Welcome…to the PR Special Event…I hope you enjoy it…hehe…" –Gardeva 28174

"Holy shit…" Mathas said to himself. This was the first time anyone confronted him with some really juicy information or a promise of something cool to happen and it actually coming true. He took another drag of his cigarette, crushing it in his ashtray that sat next to him on his desk.

"Glad to see you aren't all talk. This better be interesting or I'm roasting your ass on the forum later," –ProBro 1337

"This will be the death of your morality," –Gardeva 28174

The chat box immediately shut down as sounds from the video began to play. A strange man who looked like he had just gotten off from a pencil pusher job stood in the dead center of the camera.

"Welcome everyone! Welcome to the PR 12-37 special event! For those of you who are regulars, this is not a bidding PR. Tonight is special! We have a few of our very lovely and talented members performing center stage for your entertainment! For those of you who have received an invitation for the first time, please, do enjoy the show!" the man shouted out. After leaving center stage, the camera zoomed in on the curtain. Tension built as a long pause plagued everyone's vision; it was like a great tease before the stripping at a gentleman's club. Mathas impatiently tapped his finger on his desk, cupping his chin with his other hand as he let loose a boring sigh.

The curtain was then quickly ripped open, revealing and interesting start to the event; a very attractive woman was sitting before him; her body was sporting a very suggestive teacher's uniform; she had a button up white shirt that was clearly only buttoned up to the beginning of her cleavage, revealing a black, lacey bra at the brim of the shirt. She wore a black mini skirt with silk stockings that led up her legs into a garter belt that hid beneath her taunting skirt. Show slowly slid a pair of glasses up onto her nose as she turned a wicked smile to the camera as it zoomed out. The camera revealed a box resting beneath her finally shaped rear, wooden and heavily used. She uncrossed her legs and stood up, giving the top of the box two gentle knocks.

Mathas moved his face closer to his screen as he watched curiously; the woman then slowly opened the top of the box and reached inside, pulling out a chain that was clearly attached to something. Mathas watched speechlessly as a Gallade crawled out with a strong yank on the chain leash; its eyes were covered with a leather blindfold with the rest of its body tied up in a black leather straight jacket. To no surprise the only part of Gallade that wasn't covered was its pelvic area, which was clearly aroused judging by the Gallade's odd shaped phallus that protruded clearly. The woman grinned at the poor Gallade and pets its head lovingly before throwing it face first into the floor. The Gallade cried out softly as it collided with the floor, causing Mathas to lightly blush. This was the first time he'd even consider that something like this even existed.

"What…the hell…is this…?" Mathas said to himself as he watched the teacher walk around to the front. She sat back down on top of the box as Gallade panted and cried as it crawled along the ground. Mathas couldn't tell if its cries were from genuine pain or just really messed up sounds of being horny. His intrigue continued to grow as the scene played out.

"Up on your knees my sweet," the teacher ordered, pulling the chain up to help raise up Gallade's upper body. She gave it another pet on its head as she moved to the side. She raised her leg at the camera, clearly revealing something that looked like her panties as she slowly detached and slid off each one of her stockings, discarding them to the floor. She then curled her toes, as if stretching them as she moved it down to Gallade's phallus, gently cupping it between her big toe and index toe. Mathas's face grew red as the woman began playing with Gallade's little throbbing dick, causing it to whine and moan in its oddly pitched voice. As it began to shake and whine out louder, she removed her foot away from its poor member, immediately raising it up and using the back of her heel to push Gallade's head and body to the ground.

"No, no, not yet my sweet, you have to earn it first," the teacher said seductively, grinding the bottom of her foot against the back of the Gallade's head. He ground his member along the ground desperately until she removed her foot from his head. At this point Mathas was speechless as his body began to heat up; it was if his body reacted on its own as he shamefully rubbed against his own erection through his pants. Never before had he'd seen such a wild display of eroticism or at least not a live stream of one anyway. The woman then used her toes to lift up the Gallade's face, which was now completely red and panting like the critter he was.

"If you want a little treat my sweet, your going to have to pleasure your master's toes," the teacher said lovingly, pressing her big toe against its lips. Gallade immediately began licking and sucking against each of her toes, causing her to moan softly. The camera quickly zoomed in on Gallade; Gallade's tongue was fully extended from its mouth as it swirled around each toe. Its whines and moans came out as pants as it enjoyed every taste of its beloved master's appendage of power. She shot her helpless Gallade a grin before caressing the side of its face with her foot. She then crossed her legs and raised her other foot to his mouth, immediately attacking it with his lips and tongue. It was such a crude and lewd display that the chat window on the side lit up with wonder. With a gentle moan she moved her foot away, replacing it with a sweet kiss from her lips.

"Good boy. Wait right there," the teacher whispered, giving her Gallade another soft pet. She then reach around her and undid her skirt, tossing it off to the side with her stocking. Mathas's jaw dropped when it revealed not just a garter belt, but crotch less panties as well. Mathas's eyes hazed over as he undid his bottoms and gently grasped his aroused member.

"T-This is…i-incredible…" Mathas whimpered as he began stroking himself. The teacher grabbed a hold of her Gallade's head, immediately smooshing its lips into her moist crotch. The teacher began moaning and groaning, gripping her sweet Pokemon's head tighter with each moist wave of slippery warmth that grazed her crevice. She gazed seductively into the camera and rapped her legs around Gallade's head as she began to grind her moist vagina into Gallade's mouth, desperately trying to reach climax. She moaned loudly as her body shook, clenching her beloved Gallade's head into her. As she finished, she released his head. His tongue was panting heavily to release as much heat from his face as he could. The teacher bit its tongue gently before kicking it onto its back. She then proceeded to use her moist toes to pleasure Gallade's little cock with joy.

Mathas found he was quickly getting closer and closer as his body began to shake and tremble. He began to lose it from the incredible display, whimpering and panting to himself about what he was seeing. Just as he was about to hit his pleasure point, the screen quickly cut to black. Mathas's pathetic, helpless face began to grow tears as he slowly started to lose momentum. He shut his eyes tightly and visualized everything that he just saw to try and get to the end. A chat window popped up in the middle of the black screen with a perverse smile filling the window.

"Like a pathetic little puppy…you do realize I've been watching you the whole time," Gardeva's giggles came through his speakers, taunting him as he tried desperately to finish. He began panting and whining loudly as he grew close. His hand suddenly went into a sprint on his cock; his crying was soon followed by a gush of cum that shot all over his computer screen and keyboard.

"My, my…you are a sick person after all. Just as I thought hehe," Gardeva continued to shame him as he came to his senses. His hands were shaking and his legs twitching as he looked on in horror at his aftermath that was watched for someone else's amusement.

"W-Wha…what the hell…was all that…?" Mathas said with a loss of breath. Finally getting grasp on his sanity once again, he found that his arm was incredibly sore and the amount of fluids he ejaculated was quite more than his usual load. Gardeva licked her lips and sported her teeth with another grin.

"Welcome the PPC…" her sadist voice laughed until the window suddenly crashed. His face stayed red as he gazed on at the horrid mess he had just made over the incredibly awkward sight. Thinking back on it, he came to the disturbing realization that he didn't actually pay any attention to the female at all. He was getting hard and aroused…by watching her Pokemon pleasure her. His eyes grew wide horror as he covered his mouth, realizing now what power the PPC had. Not only did they invite him with windows that only a hacker could produce, but they had his camera on to see everything that he did.

"N-No…way…th-that didn't just happen…THAT DIDN'T JUST HAPPEN!" Mathas began to yell as grabbed a pillow from behind him and smothered his face and ears into it. He tried to blind and deafen himself to it all but could still see it all behind his eyelids.

The faces that the Gallade made, imaging of himself shooting shameful loud of cum all over his computer, and the girl's smile…that smile…it made his stomach churn. Never before had the internet turned on him like this before. He always thought he was impervious to anything that he saw; he thought that he had seen it all, which bored him to the point of being a troll. And then…like a bullet to his head, his whole world was quickly thrown upside down.

"That…was…i-incredible though…b-but I jacked off to a Pokemon…fuck! I don't know what to feel now…!" shame had overtaken Mathas's mind, tormenting his whole nervous system to the point where he was screaming into his pillow, thinking that it was the only way to purge everything from his system. Put her money where her mouth was…he had no idea how hard he was setting himself up for punishment.

"Damn it! I have to clean my computer now!" he shouted, throwing the pillow off of his head and making a dash out of his door. On the other side of the camera, Zoe found herself cackling at poor Mathas's misfortune of having such a big mouth. She almost sounded like a crazy person from the rush it made her feel. The adrenaline of watching someone mentally break in two…it was going to become her new favorite past time. Taking a deep breath to steady her, she moved Gardevoir into her lap and leaned her head back to look at Qualter, who was on his own personal laptop in the same room.

"Qualter! This is such a rush! Ah! This vengeance tastes almost as sweet as my lover's juices right now!" Zoe shivered with excitement, as she shifted her head to the right, gently pressing her lips up against Gardevoir's neck. It made a sudden gasp and moan; Zoe then instinctively slid her hands down to Gardevoir's groin, proceeding to slide her fingers deep inside of Gardevoir's crotch. Gardevoir began moaning and whining lovingly as Qualter laughed.

"You've definitely earned your stripes for that performance. Good job. If I didn't know any better I would think you were a senior member the way you pulled that off," Qualter praised and playfully clapped his hands in a vague applause as he swiveled his chair to face Zoe as she pleasured her lovely Gardevoir.

"So, what do you plan to do from here?" Qualter asked curiously as Gardevoir's whines and whimpers grew in volume. Zoe grin grew wider with every loud moan from Gardevoir, laughing as Gardevoir hit her point of pleasure, squealing as her cum covered all over Zoe's fingers.

"I plan to break him." Zoe said bluntly as she raised her hands up to her lips. She then playfully licked off her juices, moaning softly as the taste made her face red. Qualter shook his head and placed his hand to his forehead. He then took to his feet and stretched up his arms, slowly heading to the door to exit the room.

"Give us a good show, Gardeva," Qualter said with a smile as he left the two lovers alone together. Gardevoir turned in Zoe's lap to straddle her and looked into her eyes sweetly. Zoe then leaned up and kissed her Gardevoir passionately on the lips, squirming beneath her as her face grew warm. She rolled her chair back and turned to the side as the screen on her computer lit up. On the top bar of the window it read "PR 12-38 Special Event" with a small window in the lower right hand corner of the screen displaying them.

"Are you ready for the show master?" Gardevoir said into Zoe's mind. Zoe turned to her camera and licked her lips as she lowered Gardevoir's face to hers.

"I've been ready, my love," Zoe whispered as she wrapped her arms around Gardevoir, licking against her lips playfully. The chat box began going wild, everyone inputting what they wanted the two of them to do next. Meanwhile, groaning from disgust, Mathas was hard at work meticulously cleaning off his poor jizz covered computer with shame instilled within him.

As horrible as he felt about himself, he still couldn't help but keep picturing that masochistic Gallade, doing anything to please his master. Mathas never thought that anything male would ever get his attention, in fact he was quite the homophobe, and however…Gallade broke down his walls of denial, and forced him to accept what his body desires.

"Maybe if I ask Gardeva…she'll…she'll let me meet that Gallade for real…" Mathas thought to himself with a red face as he finished making a cum rag as a result of his computer incident. Thinking about meeting the Gallade he saw in person made him grow hard once more, a shameful hard on that he felt that he couldn't escape from no matter how hard he tried. He knew quite well that he was a little bit of a pervert, but this was on a whole new level.

To Be Continued…