A crack of thunder pealed out over the incessant rain and surging waves of the Alolan ocean. A singular fishing boat was all that could be seen for miles, the small vessel rising and falling as it was battered on all sides by the rushing water. Two men sat in the cabin, looking out with grim faces at the ferocious sea. They held onto whatever they could, trying to stay put as the ship bucked and pitched, creaking ominously . The younger man, a slim but fit fellow by the name of Jared, caught himself in the nick of time from slipping out of his seat as the boat tipped perilously high on a crest and glanced over at his companion. He was a much more stout Alolan native, the kind of man from a long line of fisherman, built and bred for that kind of hardship. Jared felt his stomach sink to his feet as he saw the worried look on his face.

"Is it that bad, Pili?"

The middle-aged man looked over at him for but a second before gluing his eyes back outside.

"It's definitely not good, brother," he replied frowning, gripping the table between them hard. "I've never seen these waters like this. Tapu Fini preserve us."

With that said, they sat once more in silence, both watching for the wave that would do them in. In a twist of fate, they never did. All at once, a terrible clap of thunder sounded out just behind them, and they each turned to look back right as a truly monstrous wave came bearing down on the bow of the ship. They had only a brief moment to turn around before the wave brought the ship almost completely upright, forcing them to grab on for dear life even as the vessel seemed bound to overturn. Jared yelled out as his grip on the table gave way, and he came falling down. He could barely make out Pili screaming his name over the roar of the storm as his back crashed into the cabin door, busting it open and plunging him out over the vertical deck and into the seething water with a sickening clap. The pain from hitting the water barely registered to him even as the shock forced the breath out of him as he sunk down amid the turbulent waves. He had only a few seconds of lucidity before the water quickly filled his lungs, and he desperately tried to swim to the surface with all his might. With a final weak gurgle, he ceased his vain struggle, arms and legs motionless as he began to sink further down, darkness overtaking all of his senses.

This is it, he thought, a strange sense of ease having fallen upon him in the face of the futility of his situation. It's over.

Time seemed to stretch out. The fading sounds of the world raging above him reverberated in his head as if for forever. He could only manage a dull sense of surprise as no dramatic flashback came to him, no fitting slideshow of his glory days.

Guess I had a pretty sucky life, huh . . .

The last he saw was an endless expense of deep green; only on barest edge of his consciousness could he make out a small blue and white speck against the backdrop of the emerald abyss.

Pain.

Jared let out a wavering groan as he awoke to a deep soreness he never could've imagined. It felt as if he had been pummeled over every inch of his body, blackened and bruised all the way through. He didn't even attempt to move for many minutes, save for cracking his eyes to catch a glimpse of the sun beating down on him.

"Oh, man."

It didn't take long for him to heat up under the cloudless sky; his mouth felt like a desert, the dirt and grit he could feel in there not helping whatsoever.

I need some water. Bad.

He breathed in and out as much as he could for a moment, steeling himself. Clenching his teeth, he shot up, suddenly screaming as a bolt of pain surged up his spine, sending him crashing back down. It was only when his head smacked into the wet sand underneath that he realized he was on some shore somewhere, the tide lapping at his shoes.

I don't think I'm gonna be able to get up, he thought drearily. Probably isn't any water around anyway . . . or people.

Once again, Jared found himself in the face of certain death, and, just like last time, his mind was a blank in spite of it all. He worked up a weak smile and chuckled softly.

Nothing to cry about at least, heh. His smile disappeared after a moment. I hope Pili made it out in one piece.

Beyond that, nothing more came to mind, and he stopped trying. He kept his eyes closed and waited for the darkness to take him again, if nothing else for a respite from the sun and his terrible thirst. His wishes were soon granted, and he fell asleep.

To his surprise, Jared woke again to the find himself somehow alive, somehow lying on his side. At the very least, the sun and its dreadful heat had seemingly gone. Even the coarse sand underneath had disappeared, replaced with something soft and cool. He blinked hard for a while, trying to get used to the seemingly pitch black dark. Suddenly, he could se what he thought was the night sky above was in fact a ceiling of rock. A sliver of silvery moonlight peered in from somewhere, leading him to think himself in a cave.

Did I move in my sleep? he wondered, confused.

His eyes wandered for but a second before he made eye contact with a smiling Pokémon not a foot from his face. He'd have recoiled if it weren't for the persistent soreness that siphoned his energy away. Forced to stay put, he quickly recognized it to be a Primarina, making him relax a great deal. He had seen a numerous amount of the creatures even in his relatively short time as a fisherman, even more so considering they were a very popular choice for young trainers. They always struck him as very beautiful, elegant Pokémon, gliding effortlessly through the water as they leapt ahead of Pili's vessel or singing their soft, pleasant songs as they basked on the rocks. He always took the opportunity to watch them whenever he could; their was something about them he found very calming, that moment included.

The Primarina looked down at him with a wide smile on its face, its deep cerulean eyes sparkling. Jared felt another shock as he noticed her long golden hair, wrapped in pearls as a ponytail and draped down around her neck. He had only heard of the shiny variation of Primarina before, and he could hardly believe how stunning it was, even compared to the already gorgeous typical Primarina he had long since admired. To see one up close like that was almost surreal, especially given his current predicament.

It was only then that he noticed his thirst had miraculously disappeared. He moved his tongue around slightly, instantly aware then of a new taste in his mouth, something sweet and infinitely refreshing in that moment. Without any thought, he swallowed some of the delectable liquid, savoring the flavor and the simple moisture that had returned to his palette. His tongue flicked across something foreign as he did so, something small, warm, and fleshy near his lips. Jared blinked a few times and brought his eyes down from the Primarina's friendly face, focusing his vision as he got a clear look at the large, alabaster breast right at his nose, his tongue unintentionally passing over her nipple as it rested in his mouth.

His attempt to push himself away from the Water-type was thwarted by the larger female Pokémon's fins wrapped around him, though his body was barely up for such a task even without the little resistance he encountered. Instead, the Soloist Pokémon placed a fin on the back his head and pulled him closer, hugging him tight and burying his face into her bosom.

Jared was completely flabbergasted as his face pressed deep into her soft, expansive mammary, practically suffocating him in the process. His mind was running a thousand miles a minute, trying to come to terms with his situation.

I can't believe this is happening! he screamed in his head. How in the wor— wait, that thing I saw right before I blacked out after I fell off the boat . . . this Primarina must have saved me!

While he was lost in thought, the Primarina let out a soft sound in her sing-song voice and pushed the back of his head gently once more; he figured she wanted him to drink up. With no other choice, Jared gave in. Without any real idea of what to do, he started by simply lapping at her teat. Beads of milk seeped out onto his tongue, and, as much as it felt weird for him to admit, the warm liquid was quite delicious. He had never been that much of a fan of sweets, but what he tasted was not cloying to him at all despite the saccharine flavor. He swallowed the first few drops and stopped.

Am I really going to do this?

The Primarina noticed his hesitation and began to rub the back of his head with her fin softly, starting up a low, calming song as she did so. Jared was instantly reminded of the entrancing music from the other Primarina he had encountered, but never had he heard such song up close nor one so soothing. All of the apprehension he had inside melted away as he listened, and he started again, licking her nipple and savoring each drop of milk.

I guess I should be thankful, he remarked to himself as he continued to lap at her. She did save me from drowning after all . . . and I probably would've died of thirst without this.

With that in mind, Jared redoubled his efforts and tried wrapping his lips around her taut nipple, making a tight seal as he started to suckle. Milk began to flow freely into his mouth to his surprise, the stream of sweet goodness coming with astonishingly little effort. He swallowed it down easily at first, marveling at the rich taste as it filled his mouth rapidly. It didn't take him very long to suck down more and more, pulling powerfully as he swallowed mouthful after mouthful of the warm life-giving nectar. Even with his face buried up to his ears in her breast, he could hear her song interrupted momentarily with a pleasured moan. In response, the Water-type Pokémon swiftly turned onto her back, pulling him on top of her. Lying on her warm, soft body felt like heaven to the pained man, his face resting on her pillowy breast as he drank his fill.

Ah, this is just wonderful! he thought as he nuzzled into her suppleness, slurping away all the while. I never would've imagined a Primarina could be as stacked as this. I'd seen some pretty busty ones before but this is unreal.

Jared continued to suckle away while the Primarina caressed him and sang her lovely aria as the night went on. Sleep overcame him soon enough, sneaking up on him even as he drank and drank.

The following days blurred together for Jared. His sleep schedule was erratic, likely due to the exhausting events he had gone through he had thought. Sometimes he would find himself awake in the middle of the day, sometimes he'd find himself once more adjusting to the near darkness of night. Regardless, he always awoke to find the Primarina right by his side, always suckling mindlessly. Before he knew it, nearly all of the fatigue and pain that had racked his body had disappeared. He had no doubts her milk not only kept him fed and hydrated but had also outright rejuvenated him; he had tried Moomoo Milk before and noticed a similar energizing effect, but it was nothing compared to the his present recovery. He was sure he would be walking again in no time.

Jared yawned as he awoke once again, rubbing his eyes at the bright light beaming in at the cave entrance. Feeling confident, he held his breath and raised himself into a sitting position without any trouble.

"There we go!" he said with a grin.

In his self-congratulation, he hadn't initially noticed the Primarina was nowhere to be seen. He glanced around, scratching his head. It was the first time since he had encountered her that he hadn't awoken to find himself with his face mashed against her breast. He couldn't say he didn't miss it.

The cave entrance suddenly dimmed as the Primarina appeared, smiling wide and singing a joyful note as she saw him awake. Jared smiled back; there was something about the Pokémon that just exuded happiness in such a contagious way. He watched as she headed over to him, sort of hopping a bit awkwardly over the moss-covered ground. His gaze immediately fell upon her breasts as she came to him, her massive jugs bouncing and swaying hypnotically.

Jeez . . . I still can't believe how huge those things are.

A sudden stiffness in his pants came to his attention as he stared, forcing him to shuffle himself a bit awkwardly to try to hide his problem.

The Primarina stopped at his feet and sang another short, cheerful tune. Without ever really noticing, Jared had found himself understanding the general idea of her style of communication.

"It's nice to see you too!"

Figuring she was about to start up another feeding, Jared reclined with a grunt and got comfortable on the bed of moss, ready to get things started. The Primarina scooted up some more, but, instead of coming alongside him as usual, she stopped at his feet. Jared craned his head up in confusion, his eyes widening as he saw her fiddling with his pants. She then unbuckled and unzipped them before he could intervene, not that he tried. The Water-type Pokémon pulled down his pants and boxers in one swift motion, freeing his erect dick to the warm ocean air. Jared's heart raced as he watch the Primarina stare at his member, her eyes gleaming. His shaft throbbed just from that sight alone, and it throbbed again as she shuffled onto his legs and plopped her gargantuan titties around it.

Oh, man. This is really about to happen!

Jared shook all over, more excited than ever before at the thought of what was about occur. At that point, the question of whether doing so with a Pokémon was wrong didn't even cross his addled mind; after drinking gallons of her milk and burying his face in her breasts for days on end, he had no moral quandaries to worry about.

The Primarina sensed his eagerness and gazed into his eyes as she positioned her breasts close to his already leaking penis. She started a low, building melody right as she first squeezed it between her mammaries, eliciting a pleasured moan from him. Jared had a difficult time keeping his eyes locked with her own as she engulfed him with her pillowy boobs, the marble mounds warm and supple as they squished against his cock. The Primarina took her time, simply mashing her breasts in any which way, pressing them into him from every angle and quickly working out a steady pool of pre-cum onto her silky smooth skin. The sensation was enrapturing to him, repeatedly forcing moans and groans from him. He glanced down at the spectacle, amazed that her fat tits dwarfed his rock hard dick. Even considering that he was fairly well-endowed, just the very tip of his cock managed to peak out between her boobs, a purple spewing speck hiding among her stark white melons. Something as simple as a glimpse of such a thing made him groan between his teeth and made his rod pulse a little harder.

Seemingly ready to move on to the next phase, the Primarina increased the volume of her song as she began to slide her breasts along his cock. Jared didn't stand a chance; his head fell back, eyes closed as he moaned loudly.

"Ahh, that's so good," he sighed, going limp as she worked his dick.

Her tits fell up and down on him, making a perfect seal around him and squeezing tight as she went. Her skin was unbelievably smooth, gliding along seamlessly, not without the help of his slippery pre-cum that began to cake her tits. The Primarina went at a slow pace, letting him feel in perfect detail as she beared down on each inch of his veiny shaft, from base to head and back again. The immense pressure despite the all-encompassing softness bewildered Jared, a truly exquisite paradox he couldn't get enough of.

"Ohh . . ." was all he could sigh out as it went on, his eyes slammed shut. He didn't even notice as he thrust up into her breasts, ever-so-lightly at first but already starting to increase in strength.

The song sped up again, the tender notes growing louder and reverberating in the small cave as she sped up in response. Drool slipped out of Jared's mouth, but he couldn't care less as her tits flew up and down on his cock. It jerked and pulsed as her squishy mammaries smooshed him all over and slid back and forth quickly. Both his member and her cleavage had become thoroughly slickened by that point, letting her go much faster all the while gripping him tighter than ever. Jared made himself crack open his eyes and watch the spectacle, gazing into her innocent, cheerful eyes as she stroked his bulging cock with her plump tits. Watching her boobs bounce up and down, flopping all around made his dick even harder. As he watched her bright pink nipples shoot up and down, he noticed droplets of her milk flying through the air and multiple streams of the liquid pouring down her breasts, undoubtedly teased from her tits as they were pressed and prodded. Just then, he felt the warm milk pour down into her cleavage and spill all over his rod, the warmth itself making him gasp between gritted teeth. The milk somehow slickened them both further, letting her slide along his member even faster than before, all the while an enrapturing heat surrounded his shaft. He breathed hard and fast, feeling his manhood twitch and stiffen as the end came nearer; he knew what his next move had to be.

Jared leaned his head up as best as he could and suddenly grasped her big fat tits in his hands, disrupting her musical performance for but a moment before he started to move her breasts himself and began to thrust into them. The Primarina started back up with her performance, singing loud and proud as he flung her tits along his cock and fucked them. She placed her fins on her breasts as well, lifting and dropping them in tandem with his efforts. Jared flung his hips into the underside of her jiggly boobs, making them quake with each clap as his cock shot between her squeezing valley. His member throbbed like mad as it flew in and out, assaulted on all sides by the squishing, teasing flesh of her enveloping mammaries, warmed by her motherly fluid that let him move with ease. Their efforts were in sync, his hands and her fins moving at the exact same pace, letting his cock nearly free of her tits as they pulled up and he brought his hips down only to let him go as deep as possible as they dropped her tits back down as rocketed up. Between her unbelievable efforts, the milk drenching his cock with amazing warmth, her entrancing song, and her beautiful face beaming down on him, Jared found himself about to blow, his cock stiffening to an incredible degree and throbbing continuously.

"Ah! Ah! P—Primarina!"

Unable to give out any more warning, Jared pressed her tits together as hard as he could and thrust with all his might as his cock erupted, the swollen head peeking out as it shot his seed into the air. The Primarina held a high note and grinned as she watched him finally achieve release, numerous ropes of thick human cum flying up as high as high as her face before falling down to coat her ample breasts. Jared breathed harshly as he fucked her smooshed tits, watching with arousal and pride as he shot out such a voluminous load, caking her tits all over. The Primarina continued to squish and stroke his spewing shaft with her breasts, eager to work out as much of his jizz onto her rack as she could. Her huge tits squeezed over all of his throbbing manhood, wrapping around it like a vice grip, pressing against each pumping vein and sensitive inch, doing anything to take him higher, force more of his seed out. Together, they worked his cock perfectly, making him fire out glob after glob of cum to both of their enjoyment.

With a final drawn-out sigh, Jared let his head drop and released the last of his spunk onto her breasts. The Primarina ended her song and sighed as well, looking down at her tits with a proud smile. Using what energy he had left, he looked up and similarly beamed at the sight of his handiwork. Her tits were absolutely flooded with a thick, viscous layer of his cum. The tops of her breasts and her cleavage was blanketed with the white fluid, with enough of the stuff there that even as it nearly matched the color of her skin, it was still readily visible. He felt a weak pulse pass through his member as he watched her lift her hefty titties up to her face so she could lick herself clean, the same innocent expression there the whole while making it all the more erotic to him. Jared took it as testament to her sexiness that he could feel his cock responding to such a display even after he nutted an absolute torrent.

After she cleaned herself up meticulously, not missing even a single spot, she lay down beside him and grabbed him up so she could pull him onto her belly, their favorite resting position. Jared smiled one last time at her before he laid his head onto her cushy breast and drifted off to the sleep in a flash.

The next time he came to, it was night. The moon must've been full as the light that streamed in was brighter than usual. As he shifted where he lay, he noticed the soreness was completely gone, and he felt as energized as he had ever been before. Without a thought, he shot up and quickly rose to stand. A little laugh escaped him as he stood on his feet in the first time in what he could only guess to be weeks. He found his pants and boxers and put them on, resolving to take a look outside to get at least some bearing of where he was. Past the cave entrance, he found himself right at the shore, apparently where he had first been brought. He glanced around for a moment and took it all in, enjoying the cool night breeze off the ocean. With a start, his eye caught the sign of light, something notably bright and below the horizon.

That can't be star, he realized. Quickly spotting a cluster of rocks to his left, he ran up them with a speed he never once had and strained his eyes. There he saw a small ship, not much bigger than the old fishing boat he and Pili used.

In a flash, he jumped back down to the shore and threw himself into the water, wading out as fast as he could manage until he could swim proper. Fortune had smiled upon him it seemed as the sea was remarkably calm, letting him power on towards his target. All that healing had done Jared a world of good, giving him the strength he needed to push onward. He had no idea how far out it really was, but he had to try to get there, he just had to. Even as he finally began to tire, he turned over and backstroked towards the boat. His lungs burned, his breathing growing pained.

"Hey! Over here!" he called out as loud as could, hoping they could hear him.

His desperate attempts continued, and just as his voice began to give out and his strokes began to slow, he heard the roar of the boat's horn, the most wonderful sound he had ever heard. He tilted his head back and saw the ship turning to come alongside him, figures visible on deck with a life preserver in one of their hands. Jared closed his eyes and laughed, knowing he was finally saved.

In a matter of moments, he was hauled onto the deck and taken to the cabin for a towel and some warm clothes. They questioned him, of course, but Jared barely took notice, simply glad to be found. After a little while, they led him to a bed below deck and let him sleep, which he gratefully accepted. All was well.

As Jared nodded off peacefully, a much different scene took place on the shore where he departed from. The Primarina awkwardly leapt up the very same rocks he had climbed and watched the light sail away, growing dimmer and dimmer by the second until only darkness remained in its place. She had seen the empty cave, the footprints in the sand, heard the horn bellow out across the water. She knew he was gone. Tears filled her sapphire eyes and fell down her cheeks, and she let out lonesome wail, as beautiful as it was heartrending though no one else might hear it.