Make a loop with the rope, bring said rope through the loop and over the top, as well as the rope before the loop, then bring the rope back again through the loop, then pull tight. Tied around a sturdy-looking palm tree, the bowline knot would prove to be sturdy enough to hold his boat in place for the time being. A dock would, eventually, have to be built, but that was a problem for future John. Right now, all he wanted to do was explore this island.

The island was unnamed, as most in this area are. It was maybe a few miles from the nearest inhabited area, a small fishing village off the coast of Poni Island in the Akala region. It was where he'd bought most of the supplies he'd need for this initial expedition, vacation, camping trip thing he was on. Quite frankly, John was excited to be on this trip.

Life had been a non-stop slew of Pokemon battles for the past few years. He wasn't happy with beating just one Pokemon League, not at all. As far as he was aware, John was one of the only people to have ever won not one or two, but three Leagues, and he was damn proud of that too. He'd spent the past five or so years on the road, battling gym after gym and countless trainers with his team.

But now it was time for a break. After all that time on the road, all those championships, and the duties that came with defending his title, the sand had never felt warmer once he'd taken his shoes off and spread his feet in its crystal white warmth. The clear ocean water gently lapped his legs as John pulled the small dingy closer to shore.

The very first thing he did was get the Pokeball from his backpack. Then, after giving it a small kiss, he let Riolu, his starter, out. If it weren't for the fact that Riolu got seasick incredibly quickly, he wouldn't have dreamed of keeping him in the Pokeball for the voyage over, but as it was…

"Riolu!" He cried out, dashing toward John.

They embraced each other after Riolu nearly tackled John over, he was small, sure, but that Pokemon sure could pack a punch when he wanted to. After a small embrace, John sat on the sand with Riolu, gently petting the Pokemon as he sat on his lap.

"Well, buddy, we're finally here." John motioned to the island with an outstretched hand. "It was a pretty penny, but I think it was worth it."

"Rio!" He nodded viciously, then wiggled from John's grip and dashed away.

John watched for a few seconds as the wild Pokemon dashed all around, running up and down the coast with utter delight. The island had been expensive, sure, the cost was around two championship's worth of reward money, but he knew that Riolu loved the beach. Since Riolu was the only reason they were here, John didn't think twice about splurging for his starter.

After a few minutes of watching his Pokemon get the jitters out, John got up and began to unpack the boat. He didn't plan to set up camp on the beach, and some work was needed to arrange some living area. However, there was an area a few minutes inland that he could use to set up camp if the real estate agency was to be believed. So John grabbed a machete and the map he had from the boat, called Riolu over, and then began hacking his way through the foliage.

The climate was… well, tropical. Humid and hot, John quickly worked up a sweat as the two of them hiked through the wilderness, but if Riolu had a problem with it, he certainly didn't show it. Each step he took seemed preplanned and graceful as if he knew the layout of the island perfectly. John was somewhat jealous.

After the short hike, John cut a few small bushes out of the way and stepped into a wide grassy clearing. No wonder he'd been sweating so much, the island, as it turned out, was more of a small mountain than it was a lovely flat beach… the two of them had climbed to the top of it. Chuckling, he looked around once at the peak of the island… it was nice.

The place he came from was a rather long coast, stretching out for maybe half a mile in either direction before looping around. To the right of the boat, from where John was looking, there was a sharp V shape; the coast continued until it bulged out and eventually whipped around to join the other shore. A ways inland from the V-shaped coast, there seemed to be a decently sized pond. John figured that would be an excellent place to set up shop. Even though he'd only be staying here for a week, he bought enough water to last a month… it was good to have a bit extra, just in case.

"Well, we might as well get set up. What do you say?" John glanced over at Riolu and couldn't help but chuckle at the wide-eyed Pokemon. "Impressive, right?"

"Rio…" He nodded, looking over the island.

The two of them had the entire island, as well as the whole week, all to themselves. John knew that the weather was going to be nice for the duration of their vacation, nice and sunny. Hot, but there was always a decent breeze to cool any sweat. He took his shirt off and tossed it next to the camping equipment, smirking at Riolu's wide eyes. The Pokemon liked seeing his trainer naked; this was a decent bit of eye candy, John guessed.

"How about we go and set up the tent before we enjoy ourselves? Maybe a little fire pit, too… that way, we can get some smores or something later on?" John rubbed his Pokemon's head as he withdrew the four-person tent from the gear.

He only needed a single tent; Riolu was small enough to where the two of them could cuddle together, and, indeed, that was what they'd done on the road to becoming Pokemon champions. This, however, was a vacation, not the route to victory, so why not indulge with a bigger tent? The two of them worked hard for around half an hour setting it up, and once it was fully erected, they got in… man, it was big.

Riolu waddled around as John set an air mattress up, marveling at how much more room this tent had compared to the one they'd used most of the time. It wasn't the biggest tent he could have gotten, but even after he'd set the air mattress up and brought all his stuff in, there was a lot of empty space. Finally, he sat down and took his shoes off. Riolu had decided to lay on all the camping gear in an uncomfortable-looking position.

"Well, what do you wanna do?"

"Riolu?" He grabbed some goggles, holding them out to John.

"Swimming is always a possibility. Did you see the lake?"

Riolu nodded.

"It's probably where we're gonna be getting our drinking water from, so don't pee in it or anything." Riolu chuckled; John loved hearing that, "How about we take a walk around the island? See what there is to see. Maybe grab a coconut or two?"

At this, Riolu's eyes lit up, and he eagerly nodded. John smiled and motioned to the entrance of the tent with his head. The two of them got up and out of the tent, slowly making their way down the hill as they went towards the beach. A nice breeze was going on their backs, and the sun was shining, and, even though it was somewhat hot, walking in the shade did help. Soon, the two of them were at the beach again, right next to their boat.

"Alright, which way, buddy?"

Riolu looked both ways for a few moments, eyes wide with excitement. Then, once he'd made up his mind, Riolu reached up and took John's hand, walking to the right. From the viewpoint they'd had at their camp, he knew they were heading towards the pointed area of the beach.

The sand was hot, real hot, but even the uncomfortable temperature wouldn't stop the eager delight the two of them felt while they made their way down the beach. There was a plethora of shells and all sorts of washed-up sea… stuff… John wasn't quite too sure what it was and left it alone. As the sandy bank began to sharply curve to the right, John stooped down and picked a shell up, grinning when he realized it was a sand dollar. He handed it off to Riolu, who admired it with those gorgeous crimson eyes of his.

It had taken the two of them around ten minutes to get to the curve; John was a bit surprised to see that it became rockier as it went on; he hadn't seen any rocks from the vantage point. The two of them continued on, determined to circumnavigate the island. There were a few Pokemon that lived on the shore, some John knew, some he didn't, but thankfully, none caused any problems for him or Riolu, although some came close. The Krabby quickly fled when he saw Riolu's rather hostile gaze. It was funny to see a Pokemon move so fast.

A few minutes into the hike across the stony beach, John realized that there was a nice flowing stream feeding into the ocean. He looked up and realized it was the lake in the lower part of the island. It didn't seem like it was too far out of the way, so he nudged Riolu - he'd been looking at a crystal clear pool of water teeming with small creatures - and pointed to the stream.

"Wanna go check the lake out? It might be nice to see what it looks like." Riolu nodded, and the two of them took off.

It was a bit slow going since he'd left his shoes in the tent, but John didn't mind. Between the calls of the Wingulls, the lovely sound of the waves crashing in the distance, and the company he was with made for a wonderful adventure. And, the best part of all, the island was small enough that he could get anywhere on it within minutes. The lake was no exception, and soon enough, Riolu and John pushed their way past some shrubbery and saw the… Well, it wasn't a lake, more of a large pond.

The shore around the pond was more pebble than sand, but it was incredibly warm. John dipped his foot into the water and shivered at just how oddly warm it felt, but Riolu threw caution to the wind and jumped into it with a delighted cry. He watched as the Pokemon sunk to the bottom, pushed up with his paws, and rocketed to the surface. The water was, just like the surrounding seawater, shockingly clear.

"Riolu!" He cried out as he surfaced, a delighted look on his face.

"How's the water?"

"Lu!" Riolu clenched two fingers and pointed upwards with a smile. But, unfortunately, he didn't have thumbs and, thusly, couldn't give a thumbs up, so this had been their workaround.

John looked around for a few moments. Oddly enough, there was this feeling that he was being watched… despite being the only one on the island and the only one in the area for a good thirty-minute boat ride. Nobody was there…

He took his shorts and underwear off, tossing them further inland, and joined Riolu in the pond. It was slightly colder further in but still incredibly warm, and the feeling of swimming naked was liberating, to say the least. John joined Riolu; the two of them splashed around and laughed, enjoying the water. Diving under was something special… being able to see clearly under the water wasn't something that John was used to, and it was nice not having his eyes stung by chlorine or salt.

Just as he made his way down to the bottom of the pond, he felt Riolu come behind him and smack his ass a few times. He turned just in time to see the Pokemon launch off his rear with his hind paws and rocket up to the surface… This called for revenge.

John made his way out of the water and onto the shore, waiting for Riolu to come. Once he was joined, John picked up Riolu and gave him a tight hug, then a kiss. Riolu looked at him, blushing as he always did whenever he was kissed. John smirked and moved him up a bit until his sheath pressed against his nose. Riolu's tip poked out; he expected a blowjob, but John just tossed him into the water with a devious grin.

Riolu surfaced with a frown as John laughed and made his way to shore. He crossed his arms, still frowning, and pointed at his tip. It was still poking from his sheath, needy and expectant. John wanted to suck his little Riolu dick right now, but that eerie feeling of being watched still bothered him.

"Maybe, once we've circled the island." He rubbed Riolu's head and smiled. "It has been a few days, after all."

"Riolu!"

"C'mon, bud. Let's get goin'."

John grabbed his shorts and underwear, following the stream back down to the rocky beach. He didn't mind being naked; quite the opposite. The only reason he hadn't at the start of the journey was his lack of sunscreen. The last thing he wanted was to sunburn his balls, not that he sunburned easily.

Once he'd dripped dry, John stopped and put his clothes back on; they were nearly back at their boat. The rest of the island had been more similar, just more beautiful beaches. He'd hoped for some kind of cove, especially one under a cave, but nothing like that was on this island.

John grabbed a few more things from the boat, a cooler full of food and drinks. He probably should have taken that up earlier, but… well, whatever. Then, they made their way back up the hill, and by the time they got there, John just wanted to nap. Walking around the island maybe took an hour or two, and by the time they got back, the sun was maybe a few hours from setting.

He took his shorts and underwear off once they got to the tent, tossing them into the pile of stuff he had. It was just… sweltering and a bit too hot for clothing. But, since they were all alone, why not be naked and alone? So they got some sandwiches and sodas out and sat, eating their meal in relative silence. Occasionally, John would wonder aloud what kind of stuff they'd do over the week.

One of the main things he wanted to do was relax. Lay on the beach, get a tan, and maybe swim. Riolu nodded eagerly at the swimming idea, taking a big bite of the sandwich. He kept nodding and eating until he was finished and then interrupted John's rambling.

"Rio?" Once he had John's attention, Riolu pointed towards his sheath, and then John.

"Oh, yeah, I did say I'd help you out with that, didn't I?"

Riolu nodded.

"I'll get to that soon, don't worry, buddy. How about we go swimming first?" John motioned to the pond. "The water was really nice down there."

Riolu seemingly forgot all about the blowjob and shot up, instantly running in the direction of the pond. John laughed at his delight, getting up himself and following. It didn't take long for them to reach the water since they were going downhill in a beeline straight for its warm depths. Finally, after maybe a minute, the two of them reached it.

Even though John was fine with being naked, he wasn't fine with this feeling of being watched. Riolu tore off and again dove into the water, but this time around, John waited, looking around with a bit more scrutiny. Of course, Pokemon had to drink too, but he never paid them any mind whenever he was naked and out and about in the countryside. This felt a lot more like someone, some person, was watching him.

He sat down and watched, waiting. Maybe it was nothing, perhaps it was his paranoia, but John couldn't shake this feeling. As Riolu splashed around, beckoning for him to join, he looked at the surrounding area. He was so focused that he couldn't see or hear Riolu shouting and pointing behind him.

John jumped out of his skin when he felt a tapping on his shoulder. Rocketing up, he fell forward into the water and choked a bit as he turned and looked at whatever had touched him. There, hovering in the air right where he'd been sitting, was a Mew…. a Mew?

"H-Hi." He said, quite shocked. Mew was… well, Mew.

'Hello, naked lad.' The voice came from within his head. John shuddered at it; most if not all psychic types could communicate with humans via telepathy, but it always made John feel cold. 'Enjoying the pond?'

"Uhhhh… y-yeah?"

Riolu jumped out of the pond and made his way in front of John, assuming his typical battle pose. Mew just giggled as if Riolu was some dumb puppy.

'Call your pet off; I don't want to fight.'

"He's not my pet." John frowned but put a hand on Riolu's shoulder as he knelt next to him. "He's my companion and, no offense, but he could totally kick your ass."

'Mmm… Doubt it!' Mew laughed, spinning around in the air.

"Hmph. Why did you come here anyway? This is my island, I bought it."

'I've been living in the area since before you were born.' Mew shrugged. 'You and your pet don't really mean much to me.'

"He's not my pet," John repeated. "Keep it up, and I might show you just how outmatched you are."

'Oh? And how will you go about doing that, naked boy?'

"I'll let him kick your little pink ass."

'As if he could.'

"Yeah? Well, let's make it interesting, then."

'A naked trainer and his pet on my island? This is plenty interesting already.' Mew rolled her eyes.

"Riolu here, he's a bit horny." John pointed his groin out, then, "So, if we win, you'll take care of that horny. Whether it's a blowjob or something else, you'll have to do whatever Riolu wants."

'And if I win?'

"I'll leave that up to you. As long as it's within reason."

'I think… hmmm….' She spun around in the air a few times, scratching what passed for a chin. 'I think, if I win, I'll ask that you leave.'

"Fair enough. What do you say, Riolu?" John looked down at his companion, who eagerly nodded.

'I guess that settles it. C'mon, pet!'

Unlike the more turn-based combat enforced in the Pokemon tournaments, wild Pokemon battles were fought with each opponent going all out. Riolu and Mew dashed towards each other in a wild frenzy, Mew spinning around at the last second to catch Riolu off guard with a smack with her tail. After the loud, painful-sounding slap sent Riolu flying back, Mew went after him again. He spun around while on the ground, however, and launched himself forward, latching onto Mew's arm with Crunch. After a good few seconds, Riolu tore away from Mew and dashed back to John's side.

As she recovered, John couldn't help but grin at the look of realization on her face. Maybe she was expecting an easy fight or something, but Riolu wasn't the Pokemon to have an easy battle with. He'd been with John since day one. John hadn't wanted to evolve him, nor had Riolu, but according to the Pokemon League's computers, Riolu was a level one-hundred Pokemon. His mom had been a Lucario, his dad a Mightyena, so thus, he knew Crunch. Combined with the other moves John had paid good money to teach him and the near-perfect EVs and IVs he had, as well as his helpful nature, it turned Riolu into an absolute fighting machine, even if he had a type disadvantage.

Mew's eyes soon began to glow a dark shade of red; Riolu hardly had time to jump out of the way before a powerful Psybeam. Instead, he dodged again, right as he landed, and then again, slowly making his way to Mew. Finally, after one last dodge, Riolu jumped into the air and brought his foot down on her; as his foot came down, it ignited the air around it. The resulting explosion sent Mew down and to the ground, and Riolu followed her down with a fist.

A deafening crack rang out, sending some nearby Pokemon guests running away. Riolu hopped away from Mew, panting hard, readying himself for more combat. It never came, however; Mew was down for the count. John grinned and walked next to Riolu, who smiled up at him.

"Good job, Riolu." John slowly walked over to Mew, Riolu in tow

She was lying there, obviously hurt but too proud to show any pain. With a stifled moan, she picked herself up and sat, rubbing her paws as she looked at John.

"Looks like we win."

'That was hardly a win.' Mew said with a frown.

"A deal's a deal."

'Sorry, but there's no way I'm doing anything with that cheater.'

"Riolu!" Riolu angrily marched towards Mew, but John held out a hand.

"Well, either you do something with him, or…." He gave his dick a few strokes, breathing some life into it. "Or you do something with me. Either way, you lost, and a bet's a bet."

'I'm not doing anything with either of you.' Mew pouted, looking away.

John frowned and sat next to Mew. He splayed out his legs and grabbed the Pokemon, placing her directly on his growing cock. She looked at him nervously and tried to stammer something out, but John couldn't hear it. Her fur was incredibly soft, and her small, tiny slit between her long paws felt really… really good.

'Hey there… let me go.' Mew looked up at him.

"A deal's a deal, as I said." Arceus, she felt good, rubbing against him like that. Riolu looked on in jealousy, already rubbing his sheath.

'Oh, c'mon… there's no way I'm big enough to take you.' John was utterly erect by this point, and his grip on Mew was tight as a vice.

"Should have thought about that before you reneged." He grabbed either side of her waist, lined his tip up with her slit, and gently tried pulling her down. John didn't want to hurt Mew, but the warmth he felt from even just his tip entering her turned him on more than anything else ever had before.

'Stop that this instant!' Mew demanded, smacking his hands. However, John could really only work his tip in; without a copious amount of lube, he wouldn't be able to get in anymore. 'C'mon, that hurts!'

"Hmph. Fine."

Thinking quick, John kept a firm grip on Mew and scooched back a bit. He pushed her head down, leading it right to his erection. At first, Mew wouldn't open her mouth; she just frowned at him and moved her head as much as possible. He got a bit tired of it, though, and forced a thumb into her. After opening her jaw, he led his tip in and moved his thumb away, pushing an inch or two into her wet mouth before she could pull out. Mew's eyes grew wide as he stretched her mouth out with her size and protested as much as she could.

If she said anything else, John didn't pay attention. Just like her pussy, her mouth was incredibly small and tight, but he found himself able to work in more than just the tip. Plus, it shut her up; all Mew did was whimper as he slowly used her head to relieve this pent-up feeling he had in his groin. Her tongue didn't move, which was fine; he didn't expect a full-fledged blowjob from her. Using her mouth was more than enough.

After pushing another inch in, she gagged, but John held her tight. He had maybe an inch to go, John was rather average for someone his height, six inches in total, and she'd taken five. He shuddered as he saw his cock bulging out of her throat. Never before had he done this, and man, it was hot.

"Luuuu…." Riolu whined.

John, pulled from his horny stupor, looked over at his Pokemon companion. Riolu was right in front of him and behind Mew, his little canine cock entirely out, knot and everything. It was beet red, maybe four inches in total, dripping with eager delight. He grinned and nodded, pushing Mew down the rest of the way. She gagged again, but he held her tight in place with his thighs and reached down, forcing her legs open.

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Riolu's eyes lit up, and he quickly took his place, grabbing the base of her tail and lining his leaky tip up with her quivering pussy. He looked at John for approval, but by now, John was already using Mew's mouth as a toy again. Without hesitation, Riolu plunged his cock down her until his knot bumped against her groin. He howled with delight and began to fuck her as fast as he could.

Mew's tail wrapped around John's arm, weakly; it felt oddly snug. John let Mew come up for a breath of air for a few moments before plunging her head back down. He throat fucked her as hard as he could, enjoying the incredible warmth that she brought him. Something about plunging his cock all the way into something made his balls tingle with delight. With Riolu, he was okay with just getting his tip licked, but this Mew needed to be taught a lesson.

Every few moments, John would let Mew back up for air. Sure, he wanted to use her throat, and she was gagging quite hard all over him, but he didn't want to kill her. After a few more pushes, John pet her soft head and ears and began to thrust into her. He felt really close, which was a bit unfortunate; he loved fucking her throat.

Riolu gave a whimpering cry; John looked up to see his eyes tightly clenched shut. He looked over and saw that he'd pushed his knot completely into Mew, tying them together, but as soon as he looked away, Riolu howled again and tore it out. It caused Mew to shudder, and the tail around his arm gripped tighter. And then, another howl, Riolu pushed his knot back in; the little bastard was knot-fucking her.

John shivered at his partner's enthusiasm and, in the spirit of his little Pokemon's first time with another Pokemon, began humping Mew's mouth even faster. Mew groaned, eyes clenching tightly shut, tears streaming down her face as John thrust as hard as he could. He effortlessly worked his entire length into her throat; he wouldn't have been surprised if he fucked right into her stomach.

Riolu's lips curled in pleasure as his little knot popped in for one last time. He held it in and began to tremble, being deathly silent; he never made much noise when he came, which often surprised John. However, the sudden orgasm, feeling his Pokemon trembling as he enjoyed the feelings rushing through his body, made John almost lightheaded.

He moaned softly, pushing Mew's head completely down, and held it there. His orgasm was close, but he didn't want to over-sensitize himself and ruin it. One, two, three seconds in her warm, tight throat passed before an overwhelming sense of delight overtook and rattled his entire body. John gasped as he came directly into Mew's stomach; he held her tight and pumped as much as possible into her.

There was just something about shooting a load into a Pokemon this small, using her so much, that really got to John. He pulled out a bit early and smiled as Mew choked and gasped for breath. A soft, oozing dribble of white cum leaked out of his tip; he pushed it against Mew's mouth. She coughed and batted it away.

"Clean it up, or it's going right back in." He said with a shrug.

'Seriously?' John grabbed his dick and gently smacked it on her lips a few times to get the point across that, yes, he would indeed stick it back inside if she didn't obey his every word.

Mew, with hate in her eyes, grabbed his tip and licked. A quick lick, fast and frantic, but just one. John looked at his cock. He still saw more cum. He pointed it out, and Mew licked… and licked, and licked. Eventually, he demanded that she lick as he stroked off, and she obeyed.

Once he finally felt satisfied, John scooted back a bit more and watched as Riolu finished his lengthy orgasm. He knew from experience that Riolu's orgasms were a hell of a lot longer than his own, the tradeoff being that he never had big, gushy cum-shots, instead having smaller, almost crystal clear spurts. Generally, it soaked whatever he was sitting or lying on, but this time around, each and every ounce of his potent cum was being locked in Mew's shaking pussy, most likely pushing itself right into her womb.

When he finally finished, Riolu jerked his knot out, cum gushing to the ground. Then, he slowly walked over to John, legs trembling as Mew laid there, panting, hurt, and used. She pushed herself up, but before she could go, John stopped her.

"I think you've forgotten to clean Riolu here off." He smirked at the annoyed gaze she gave him. "C'mon, a deal's a deal."

Riolu stepped in front of her and led his throbbing, soaked length to her lips. Mew hesitantly licked him clean, taking him completely into her mouth for good measure. Riolu shivered as she sucked him off and eventually stepped away from her, satisfied with the cleaning. John patted him on the head, and the two of them began to walk away, leaving Mew to clean herself up.

"That was quite something." He said aloud once they were near their tent.

"Luu…"

"You tired?" John looked down to see his Pokemon nodding in agreement. He usually got drowsy after something as small as a handjob, so it was no wonder he was this tired. "Me too. Let's take a nap."

John collapsed, naked, onto the air mattress, and pulled Riolu close to him. It was pretty late in the evening; maybe he could wake up an hour later and see about making dinner. Soon enough, however, he was lulled to sleep by Riolu's soft snoring and the distant sound of waves lapping at the island, at his island.

. . .

It was Riolu shifting that woke him up.

John opened his eyes and looked around, surprised at the amount of light. He checked his phone and saw that it was around eight in the morning… the two of them had fallen asleep and slept right through the night. After stretching, John sat up and went outside.

Even though it was pretty early in the morning, the sun was up, and the island was rather warm. It was so unlike the mainland, especially where he grew up. If he were caught naked, outside, at eight in the morning, he'd be freezing. Now, however, it was warm enough that his balls hung low.

After he'd finished relieving himself, John frowned. Usually, his morning wood would go down after, but it was still nice and perky, almost hard as a rock. He touched it, stroking his length a few times, and shivered. Even though it had been a while, he could still feel the aftermath of Mew's throat sliding along it. Just thinking about last night, what he and Riolu did to that Pokemon… sent shivers down his spine.

And made his cock throb.

First thing's first, he needed to take care of this nuisance one way or another. He initially thought about Riolu; maybe his Pokemon could show him some love. Even licking right under his tip, something RIolu always did for him, would be enough, but what he really wanted was to put it in the Pokemon's tight rear.

He knew Riolu didn't enjoy that, though. John thought about just jerking off by himself; maybe there would be something liberating about doing it outside, on the beach, maybe? It was only a few minutes' walk…

Nah. Too much work.

John walked back to the tent and knelt to shuffle inside of it when he looked up and saw Riolu. The Pokemon froze when their eyes met; his little puppy dick was out, knot and all. He'd been stroking it hard while pressing John's pillow against his nose. When he saw it, John's cock throbbed.

Riolu tossed his pillow back and leaned on it as John joined him on the air mattress. He went down and pulled Riolu against him and into a nice, long kiss. Tongue found its way against tongue as he grabbed the small, throbbing cock Riolu had twitching between his legs. Riolu moaned his name, pulling away from John for a second as he rubbed… clearly, he was enjoying this.

For the next few minutes, that was all John did. He slowly jerked Riolu off, making the Pokemon more and more flustered as time went on. John squeezed his knot each time he stroked Riolu's small, throbbing shaft. It made Riolu go crazy; he began to hump his trainer's hand as needily as he could.

But John also wanted some relief.

He slowly worked his hand down to Riolu's knot, then his sheath, his balls. He gave those lots of attention. Riolu opened his eyes as he panted, looking up at John and down at his fondling hand. As John worked further and further down, Riolu's eyes grew wide. Once John touched the Pokemon's tight, pink asshole, he jumped.

"Riolu!" He nearly shouted, pushing John's hand away.

"C'mon, please?" John pleaded.

Riolu shook his head, "Lu."

"Mmmph… fine." Riolu wasn't Mew; he wasn't some Pokemon he could force himself on.

His hand was grabbed; Riolu led it back to his throbbing cock and sighed when John took it, leaning his head back into John's arm. Dammit, why was this Pokemon so cute…?

"Fine, but I want you to suck on mine when you finish, got it?" Riolu nodded, smiling with a hazy look on his face. "How close are you?"

"Riooo…" Riolu brought his paws close together. He was very close...

"Oooh… well, little puppy, why don't you cum for me, huh?" John whispered in his ear.

Riolu blushed hard and covered his face with his paws as he began to whimper. Then, he grabbed the little cock again and started stroking, this time a lot faster than he had been before. Whenever Riolu began to hump, John let him take control, squeezing his hand tight, so he had something to rut. His little knot slipped in and out of his hand. One thing was for sure; Riolu loved a good knot-fucking.

With his orgasm fast approaching, John knew that he better get a towel ready. Riolu typically shot a lot, and it was really easy to get everything soaking wet with his cum after a few minutes. He reached over and grabbed a towel as Riolu continued to moan his name in his high-pitched, squeaky voice… Arceus, he was so close.

And then, right at that moment, exactly as he was about to start, something entered their tent.

John immediately dropped both towel and dick and looked over at… Mew. She was frowning something fierce, small arms crossed. It seemed as if she was expecting trouble.

"What do you want?" John demanded. "We're kind of in the middle of something her-"

'You two have some gall, y'know that?!' Yeah, she was pissed. 'I mean, don't you know who I am? What I am?'

"A nuisance?"

'I am Mew! I'm one of the most rarest, sought-after Pokemon in this world!'

"And?"

'And?' Mew's eyes grew wide with rage. 'And?! And you can't just fuck me like I'm some kind of starter Pokemon!'

"Sure I can. In fact, the two of us did. Yesterday."

'I know that, and I demand an apology!'

"An apology?"

"Luuu…" Riolu whined, pulling on John's arm. He was dripping with excitement, still on that wonderful razor's edge between an orgasm and nothing at all.

'Yes. You two raped me for no good reason!'

"I wouldn't say raped. You lost a bet, and the bet was sex."

'Hmph! I still want an apology!'

"Or what… exactly?" John raised his brow.

'Or… or I'll go and get Arceus!'

"Mhmm. I'm sure you will." John shook his head.

'I will! He and I are good friends, close friends! In fact, I had dinner with him not a week ago, and if I tell him what you did, oh man, oh, you'd be in such big trouble!'

Mew continued on for some time, telling John all sorts of things that Arceus would do to him. Hellfire and brimstone, that sort of stuff. After a minute of listening to this little pink Pokemon rattle on and on about Arceus this and Arceus that, John looked down at Riolu. His small companion looked a bit sad he hadn't been able to cum, since Mew's incessant prattling had left him all but flaccid.

Poor little guy…

Frowning, John looked up at Mew. She was saying something about Arceus rending their flesh from their bones, counting on her tiny hands the number of ways he'd fuck them up. In one quick movement, John grabbed her tail and dragged her down, putting a hand around the nape of her neck, and pushed her close to Riolu's shrinking cock.

"How 'bout you shut the fuck up and clean him off?"

'W-what!?' Mew indignantly cried out.

"Clean him off, and I won't use the Master Ball I got to capture you."

'You… you have one of those?' Mew's eyes grew wide with fear.

"Clean. Him. Off." John said slowly.

He didn't really have a Master Ball; he'd sold each of the four he'd found for around five hundred-thousand bucks each. But, honestly, the demand for a Poke Ball with a one hundred percent capture rate was astonishingly high… all sorts of perverts wishing they could instantly have whatever Pokemon they wanted under their control. But as far as Mew knew, the threat was completely valid. John almost wished it was…

After a few hesitant seconds, Mew looked over at Riolu. He frowned at her and put a paw on her head, pushing his shaft against her face. Mew tried to stammer something out, some kind of argument, but a stern look from John persuaded her otherwise. She hesitantly turned back and stuck her tongue out, giving Riolu a little lick. Then again, and again, and again, until Riolu was hard as a rock.

Watching his Pokemon get licked at this almost lethargic pace made John a bit jealous. Riolu was moaning softly each time Mew dragged her tongue up the length of his shaft, starting from his bulging knot and ending at his leaking tip. Finally, John decided that he wanted in on some of the action and got up, getting close to Riolu and Mew.

He stuck his own cock out, close to Riolu, and Mew didn't hesitate in leaning over and licking his length. It felt just as good as it had last night, each time her small tongue ran up his shaft, John felt more and more blood rush into his groin.

"Rio…" Riolu complained, dragging Mew's head back to his cock.

"Jerk me off as you lick him… and switch every now and again," John demanded, leading his cock into her tiny hands. Mew obeyed immediately, beginning to lick Riolu's tip, but John soon pushed her again. "I want you to suck him."

'W-what?'

"Put his cock in your mouth. Now." John said as he grabbed her head, pushing her down Riolu's throbbing shaft. Riolu howled with delight; his paws quickly flew up to Mew's head and pushed down with John. They didn't stop until she was gagging with a mouthful of knot. "Good pet…" John murmured, getting behind Mew.

She was still floating; he grabbed her paws and opened her legs. John needed to fuck something, and he needed it bad. However, he wasn't a complete monster; he was going to fuck Mew; that was a given. But he didn't want to hurt her too much.

Mew clenched around his tongue as he pushed it completely into her pussy. He didn't bother with any foreplay; Mew didn't deserve any. He'd have licked around and sucked on her clit for a bit to get her own juices flowing before if she'd come willingly, but now, all he was doing was tongue-fucking her. She'd clench each time he pushed any amount of his tongue into her; why was she still trying to fight him? It mattered not, he was able to move it in as far as he could each time.

When he got her as wet as he wanted to, John withdrew from her pussy and gave it one long, nice lick. Mew's entire body shivered as he dragged his tongue in small circles around her clit. Maybe he wasn't a complete monster. Once more down her tiny slit, and then he was ready.

John shuffled to his knees, his almost cherry red cock slowly being stroked, he rubbed his tip against Mew's pussy. It felt incredible just rubbing it against her small, tight entrance. The fleshy feeling, the drag, and the heat were just out of this world, so unlike anything else he'd ever been able to do with Riolu. Something in his chest began to beat a bit faster, making him feel nearly lightheaded.

Getting his tip in had been a struggle in and of itself. Between Mew struggling this way and that and the sheer size difference, even with a copious amount of lube from both him eating her out and some stuff he'd brought, it took a minute to slip it in. John had never fucked anything as tight as Mew before. The heat and her vice-like grip on him nearly made him cum right then and there.

But he didn't, much to Mew's dismay.

Slowly he began, pushing inch after inch in. Finally, he was able to work three, maybe three inches into her insanely small pussy before he felt something hard pushing back against him. Her cervix, how incredibly interesting…

He knew there was no way he'd be able to get more than three inches in; that was his limit. Unless he wanted to fuck into Mew's stomach, he'd have to be satisfied with the length he could get in, and he certainly was. She was tight. Tighter than Riolu's mouth, tighter than his fist gripping his dick as hard as he could, tighter than anything else.

He slid a thumb into her asshole and grabbed her tail with the same hand he held himself inside her. Then, lightheaded and almost dizzy, John began to fuck her. He slid his dick further and further in, shuddering at each inch he could fuck into her.

Mew whimpered in protest as he fucked her. Even though it was only three inches, the girth was more than enough for her. Riolu had knotted her yesterday, sure, but his shaft wasn't the same girth all around as his knot was. Moreover, she'd only been knot-fucked with a tiny portion of his girth, whereas she was now getting one hundred percent of John's girth.

He slid in and out of her; it became considerably easier after the first few thrusts. Since he was able to spread the lube more evenly around inside of her, poking his cock in and out of her pussy started to feel even more astonishing. She was still as tight as a vice but so much easier to fuck, even if she was clenching hard enough to force his dick out. Whenever she tried, however, John pushed even further in.

It surprised him how much holding Mew down like this turned him on. How every thrust brought him satisfaction he'd never known before. Every time he pushed in, John's entire body was washed in absolute delight. Even something as simple as stretching felt astonishing.

And when he pushed more of his thumb into her asshole and felt her shudder and clench around it, what could be better than that? The sheer power he felt over this tiny Pokemon was mesmerizing, fucking her, and being able to assert that power was just the cherry on top. If only he could push his groin to hers, shove his entire cock inside her…

Just for laughs, he tried again.

John held the squirming Mew, taking his thumb from her ass and grabbing onto both sides of her waist. His dick, even though it was hard as a rock, bowed slightly as he pulled her further down. Even with the amount of lube and the time he'd spent fucking her, John realized there was no way he'd be able to push more than four inches into her at any time.

He tisked and went back to rutting her, a finger up her ass and a tail in his hand. She still clenched whenever he'd push into her; she still had some fight. John looked at Riolu, wondering how he was faring; he seemed to be enjoying the blowjob, but Mew wasn't sucking him as well as John would have liked.

Grinning, he reached over and grabbed her head, forcing her up and down Riolu's cock. It made her gag, but he didn't pay that any mind. John saw that it made RIolu throw his head nearly all the way back and howl with delight. It planted the seed in his head, and once John let go, Riolu took the hint and grabbed Mew's head, using it however he wanted, for his needs.

John watched his Pokemon for a minute, enjoying the look on his partner's face. Come to think of it, the look was one he recognized, and it suddenly clicked with John. Why Riolu wasn't face-fucking her when he'd looked up. Why he'd been so deathly still. After a few more humps, Riolu tied with Mew's mouth and threw his head back.

He called his name repeatedly as he began his lengthy orgasm, beginning to shake as he held his knot inside of Mew. John couldn't help but grin when he saw the mouthful that Mew was getting; he knew just how much Riolu could cum. It wouldn't surprise him if most of it leaked out. But, Arceus, it was just so… arousing.

John couldn't take it anymore. He was going to finish inside of Mew; he looked down at watched as he pulled and pushed the tiny Pokemon on and off his glistening, throbbing cock. Each time his dick left her shuddering pussy, he made sure to push ever so much more inside. Finally, between watching his length slide in and out and the awkward yet pleasurable angle it was at in order to penetrate her, John got to where he needed to be soon.

Warmth enveloped him as the feeling of an orgasm drew closer and closer. Each pump brought it closer, biding the mounting pressure to just release. He needed it too.

One particular thrust pushed his tip against, and then into, something harder than its surroundings. As Mew whined and squirmed, John realized that he'd fucked right into her cervix. It was holding onto his tip so fucking tight that he didn't want to do anything else but cum.

It felt like an explosion when it finally happened. A mounting headache soon faded as he throbbed cum right into her womb, shooting all he could into her. When the pleasure got to be too much, John pulled out and stroked, shooting one or two more fat ropes right onto her pussy. It only added to the volume of sticky white stuff that was already leaking, no, gushing from her gaping pussy.

John sat back on his calves, letting go of Mew; he supported his upper torso by placing his hands on his thighs, panting as he watched his glistening shaft throb. He leaked a tiny volume of cum as he grew softer; a shame it went to waste. As he sat there, John watched Riolu finish his orgasm. It was a bit unfair that he went on for much longer, yet he couldn't deny it was a fantastic sight to see.

Riolu biting his lip, his eyes clenched tightly shut. He held onto Mew like she was a life jacket, and he'd just gone overboard. His arms trembled and his paws clenched with every spurt of cum, which was signaled with his balls rising ever so slightly, only to fall back a moment later. He held himself deathly still, until he realized he wasn't breathing. Then he'd take a few deep, trembling breaths and go silent again. What an adorable little Pokemon.

Reaching over, he massaged Riolu's balls as he emptied them into Mew. Riolu opened his eyes and looked down at his master, smiling warmly as he came. John couldn't help but smile back and give his head a rub.

"You're doin' good, buddy."

"Rioooo…" He moaned softly.

"Once he's finished, you can go. Unless…"

'I'll go.' Mew looked over at him, eyes wide with fear.

"Always welcome to come back."

'Uh-huh.'

Riolu came for at least another few minutes, moaning his name softly with each throb. John had to admit that he was a little jealous of Mew; he'd been in her position more times than he could count. But, on the other hand, he'd loved the feeling of being there for Riolu in his time of need. Especially when he gave soft, little puppy moans… those were the best.

Once he was finally done, Riolu pushed Mew's head off, and his cock - still cherry red and hard as a rock - flopped backward onto his belly. Mew looked over at John, only for a second, then turned and left, cum dripping out of both ends of her as she flew off. John laid back on the mattress and held Riolu tight, the two utterly satisfied with the morning so far.

He hoped that Mew would return, as she had the first time. Maybe she needed to be taught more lessons, or perhaps she'd just want to have more fun. Either way, John hoped it wouldn't be the last time he or Riolu ever saw Mew, but even if it was… Well, they'd had their fun.