Chapter 68: Nursery And Beyond

Blade flew through the air before quickly falling back to the ground from Celesteela's attack. Finally after a few moments Blade fell all the way down, hitting a tree and sliding down, landing on his butt. Or more accurately, on Hunter.

"CRAP," Blade groaned. "…Arceus that hurt. Fuck, I'd have stayed with Team Rocket if I wanted to blast off like that. How in the distortion world do you put up with this every day!" Blade shook his head a bit to try and stop the dizzy feeling he had.

"Please get off me," Hunter groaned from beneath Blade.

Blade stretched in an almost exaggerated fashion, feeling each of his muscles stretching out. "Ahh that's better. Now to find Hunter and fruity!"

"Down here you idiot!"

Glancing over his shoulder, Blade noticed Hunter on the ground beneath him. "Oh, there you Hunter," he exclaimed, but did not get off him. "Have you seen Fruity."

"Ahhhh…Make way for Tropius." On cue, the Tropius came plummeting down toward them.

"Ah crap," Hunter mumbled as it landed on top of them.

"I said make way for Tropius, you puke!"

*Five Minutes Later*

"Hey Hunter, slow down," Blade called out as the Hunter strode away, arms folded with a scowl on his face. He didn't stop or respond, so the Sneasel groaned, "Oh come on, don't be like that."

Hunter ignored him and continued to march away.

As Blade followed he took note of the area, no longer the odd jungle they were in before. And none of the usual palm trees of the area. Just a green field surrounded by grass and bushes. And the sound of flowing water.

But more than that, there was a familiar scent in the air. Not from someone the Sneasel knew, but a musk like one he'd become very familiar with.

"Hunter, wait!" Blade took a run catching up with Hunter. But not before turning to Tropius and saying, "Fruity, you wait here," and making a gesture with his claw.

"Eat shit Sneasel scum!"

He put a claw on the Riolu's shoulder, only to have Hunter brush it off.

"Don't touch me," he growled.

Blade sighed heavily. "Look Hunter, I'm sorry. I didn't know that was going to happen. I…"

"I don't want to hear it Blade," Hunter growled without looking at him, but raising his paw dismissively. "You've caused me more than enough problems this evening. First you provoked that Eggexcutor!"

"Oh, come on," Blade protested. "I didn't know that tree was a…."

"Then you lied to me," Hunter continued, interrupting. "You told me you were following Lucario's scent, but really you had no idea where my parents were and you led me to that ranch,"

Blade bit his lip. "Okay, yeah. I admit that was…"

"You attacked Tropius and then set her on me!" Hunter barked.

"True, but…"

"And after that we were attacked by Celesteela and nearly killed. Eggexcutor all over again!"

"Really," said Blade with a loud sigh. "You're going to blame me for that too? How was I expected to see that coming. I'm not a Xatu."

"None of this would have happened if you hadn't lied to me and led me out here," Hunter barked in response. "And now I'm even more lost than I was before."

"Where are you going," Tropius called out from behind. The sound of stomping echoed through the night air as she gave chase. "You said it yourself, you don't even know where you are."

"Away from him," Hunter replied through gritted teeth, gesturing to Blade with his head.

"Aww don't be like that," pouted Blade. He ran a circle around Hunter, standing in front of him and then reaching out and grabbing him by the shoulders. "Look, I am sorry Hunter. I mean it. I didn't mean for us to get lost out here, and I didn't mean for us to get nearly killed. And you're right, I shouldn't have lied to you." Blade felt bad for lying to him now, it wasn't a serious lie, just a means to an end. He certainly hadn't intended to upset Hunter.

Although the tone in his voice was sincere, it didn't quell the Riolu's anger. Hunter folded his arms, and snapped, "then why did you!"

Blade let out a long heavy sigh and bowed his head. "I don't know, I just got swept up in the moment. And…I guess I was trying to impress you!" Blade felt his cheeks beginning to turn red under his dark fur.

He simply replied, "Really!" Which could have been interpreted as either sarcastic or sincere.

"I've been lonely since…well since…Since it happened!" Blade's heart thumped in his chest and he felt a wrenching pain inside at the very memory of what happened. The poor sneasel had nobody left, not since Shadow died.

Hunter gave a confused and curious look to Blade. "Rio?"

"After the fight in the Hoenn Region. After that incident with Team Rocket, I was taken back to the Aether Paradise. None of the other Pokémon there wanted me there. Neither did the humans. Probably why I ended up where I did…" The Sneasel bit his lip. "I don't want to be alone, Hunter. I-I-I think I'll go crazy. I don't feel like myself when I'm alone. I need…A friend. Being with Ashachu was the happiest I've felt in a long while. I…I loved that little guy." Even just voicing his fear scared him. Like that nightmarish version of himself was lurking around every corner waiting to take over. "And went and pushed him away…I wish…I could have him back." Blade thought for a moment 'I just…need anyone to help me, to be with me, to not leave me… to not…'

'Abandon you?' that tormenting voice was back 'like your beloved did. Face it, whether you like it or not, he abandoned you when he chose to fight Zacian to the death!'

Blade was quivering as he looked at Hunter.

Hunter smiled weakly at the Sneasel. "Yeah, I miss him too… But that still doesn't explain…"

"Well, I kind of wanted to get to know you a bit better," explained Blade. "You…You're so much like Ashachu. You remind me of him a lot. I wasn't sure about you when we first met, but then we had that battle, and I learned a lot about you. And I started to understand what it was Ashachu saw in you. Because I could see it too. So, I told you I could find your parents as a way of impressing you. Plus, you seemed so alone and afraid in the forest all by yourself, so I hoped it would cheer you up." Blade felt nervous, not as he normally did. It was a nervousness that came with honesty, and Blade usually kept his feelings from others so as to not appear weak.

Hunter folded his arms again but, gave Blade another weak smile. "So, what, you were trying to seduce me…"

"Ha… Well, I'm not sure I'd put it that way." Blade laughed and waved his paw as though to wave away the suggestion but blushed quite noticeably all the same as the weak smile became an almost smug grin.

"Yeah, you were. Don't pretend!" Hunter wasn't sure what made him do it. Maybe it was being exposed to Blade's vulnerable side. But he found himself opening his arms wide and embracing Blade. Giving the Sneasel a big hug, holding him close and squeezing him real tight.

Blade felt his heart skip a few beats and a warmth filled him. Hunter was holding him just right. Without intending to, Blade closed his eyes and pressed his muzzle into Hunter's shoulder. "Yeah, I was," he murmured, without really thinking. "You know something, you're a really cool guy Hunt…"

The moment was quickly ruined by Tropius shouting, "Oh get a room you two… Seriously, I'd like to go back to my ranch. You need me to fly you somewhere else. Or are you two busy packing the fudge?"

Hunter and Blade broke apart. Blade whipped around glaring intensely at Tropius. He opened his maw and fired a beam of electric blue energy at the fruit Pokémon. In a flash she was frozen solid.

"That's better," Blade muttered under his breath.

It was then that they were approached by another Pokémon, a Nidoking. His footsteps fell almost as heavily on the ground as Tropius'. Hunter took an almost battle ready stance. And though Blade didn't show it, he was ready to fight as well.

But when he spoke, it sounded friendly. "Well, hey there short stacks. Not seen you two here before… Trainer just dropped you off." Although Nidoking was definitely a male, his voice sounded almost feminine.

The first thing Blade noticed about this particular Nidoking however was his scent, he seemed to radiate the musk Blade smelled upon arrival. And it clicked into place where they were.

"Err…W-what do you mean," asked Hunter, coxing his head.

Blade groaned and threw his head back rolling his eyes. "Of course. We had to end up here!"

"Aww that's cute," Nidoking giggled, "This your first time here? Don't worry, I'm sure your boyfriend here'll take care of you!" He winked.

"He's not my boyfriend," Hunter complained, a little faster than he had meant too. "What do you mean first time, where are we."

Blade put a claw on his shoulder, "Ummu Hunter…" Blade was interrupted before he could explain their current location and it's function.

"Hot stuff, coming through!" Unlike Nidoking, this Pokémon did have a deep male voice, his tone dripping with confidence and swagger. He strode up to Nidoking and licked him on the cheek, making him blush.

"Hehehe. Incineroar!"

The cat like Pokémon caught sight of Hunter and Blade. "OOOH how adorable." His eyes focused on Hunter, and Hunter seemed to become uncomfortable uncomfortably aware of the way they kept flicking up and down, looking him over. "Not had a Riolu before. Don't see many baby Pokémon here. The hatchlings maybe… So, looking for a good time Riolu…"

"I don't know," said Blade with a smirk. "Your boyfriend looks like the jealous type!" He hadn't meant to taunt the cat, it was only out of habit.

For Nidoking at that moment let out a sigh and buried his face and horn in his right claw. "Incineroar, they're half your size," he groaned. "Plus, he's a Riolu. He's too young for you."

"Au contraire, Nee-dee," Incineroar replied, raising a paw, and waggling his middle finger. "Small Pokémon can be pretty good in bed. I had some pretty wild times with Rowlet, and he…"

"Yes, and you were still a Litten at the time," Nidoking interrupted, sounding exasperated.

Incineroar looked thoughtful for a moment. "Torracat, maybe."

"You broke up with him when you evolved." Nidoking was starting to sound irritable.

He was not the only one. Hunter groaned, gripping his aura sensors with his paws, and pulling on them and crying out, "Look, can one of you please tell me where we are?"

"Wow, you really are young," said Incineroar, raising his eyebrows.

"This is the Pokémon Nursery, Our trainer…" Nidoking started to explain but was interrupted by Incineroar.

"Left us here to FUCK…Oh yeah!" Incineroar snapped his fingers together and moves his claw in a Z like shape across his chest.

"Oh, you have got to be kidding me," Hunter mumbled, his jaw dropping open. Beside him, Blade had shoved his claws in his maw in a vain effort to stifle his giggles. Hunter glared at him. "What are you laughing about, buddy!"

Blade removed a claw from his maw and slapped Hunter on the back. "Sorry Hunty. You're just too innocent and naïve. Hehehe…Baby Pokémon. Nah, baby trained Pokémon. Talk about lack of instinct."

"If you're just going to…"

"It's a breeding centre," Blade said quickly. "Trainers leave their Pokémon here to breed. Or to train or when they need looking after for a while….But mostly to breed!" Blade was more familiar with nurseries than he likely should have been, and memories of his times sneaking into them brought a smirk to his face.

"Your trainer didn't tell you that when he left you here," asked Nidoking.

"My trainer didn't leave me here," Hunter replied through gritted teeth. "We got lost in the jungle and ended up here. I'm trying to find my…"

Hunter's voice was drowned out by the loud roar of Celesteela's boosters passing overhead, leaving a red trail in its wake.

"Oh Crap!" Beside him Blade jumped. "Fuck, it's looking for us!"

"What are you looking at? What was that noise," said Nidoking, looking up?

"There!" Incineroar pointed at it with his paw. "What is that. Is it a bird…A plane?"

"It's called cele-something," said Blade rather quickly. "And it's bad news. We need somewhere to shelter. Is there a cave or den or something around here we could crash in?" Blade had momentarily forgotten their lives were in danger, but now he was focused again.

Nidoking and Incineroar glanced at each other, a cheeky grin spreading across Incineroar's muzzle. "Oh…We know somewhere!"

*Later*

Nidoking and Incineroar led them across the nursery grounds and over to a rocky wall on the side of a steep hill at the edge of the property – the start foothills of Wela Volcano. They showed them a small opening in the wall, too precisely rectangular to be natural and was obviously cut.

Hunter recognised what it was as soon as he saw it… "Wait, a secret base?"

"Just somewhere we can get away from the humans when we need to," said Incineroar with a wink. "If you know what I mean!"

Blade knew exactly what they meant, and followed Hunter inside. Blade felt rather uncomfortable upon entering, it was far too warm for his liking inside, but given where they were, he would just deal with it. Then he noticed the musk in the air, this seemed to be the epicenter of it. And Blade was, unopposed to its presence.

"What the…" Hunter started as he looked around, not prepared for what he saw.

Blade followed his gaze.

"What in the distortion world is going on here. What this place…"

"I think the words you're looking for," Blade smirked and leaned in to speak to Hunter. "Are sex dungeon!"

And it was an appropriate description. All around there were pokemon mating. But not only mating, they did so much more.

Just beside the entrance, a Charmeleon was bound to a large wooden X shaped object, with a Hakamo-o toying with his body. In one of the corners, a Flareon, Umbreon, Espeon, Sylveon and Leafeon were piled on top of each other, in a sort of fuck stack, each inside the one beneath them.

A short distance from there, a Grovyle was hanging from the ceiling by his hands, trapped in string shot. A marowak lay hogtied with his paws fastened to his tail, all while another marowak stood over him. And on two lycanroc, midday and midnight form, were together the former sucking the latter off.

In another area, a Tyrogue had his hands bound behind his back and held above his head. A noivern was tied to a wall as a Meowth tickled him.

Blade noticed more, but to list and remember them all would be a task in and of itself.

"Oh my." Hunter suddenly went extremely red in the face and put a paw over his mouth. It was overwhelming the riolu. "What are they doing? They're not."

Blade put a claw on his shoulder and whispered into his ear. He had a seductive and almost taunting tone in his voice. "Talk about lack of instinct. Did you and Ashachu ever…Become physical. I mean you do know."

"I know what mating is, if that's what you mean," Hunter snapped. "This is…"

"Okay, I'm sorry I take that back," replied Blade quickly. "Let me rephrase. When you and Ashachu…mated…" For some reason he hesitated, and the word mated was hard to get out. After a moment he continued. "It was pretty vanilla, correct? I mean, just paws, frotting… maybe he took your cock."

Hunter glared at him. "And that's your business because?"

"What I'm trying to explain is that some Pokémon are kinky and are into things like Bondage. Being tied up, restrained, spanked, or tickled or edged. And some are into things like wrestling. Some even like sadomasochism." Blade pointed to some of the Pokémon as he spoke, while Hunter looked around opened mouthed. Blade grinned. "Hehe, I've just blown your innocent mind haven't I…" Blade was happy with himself, he was teaching this riolu how to indulge in his desires.

Hunter seemed lost in thought.

"And something tells me, you like it," Blade added, mischievously, looking the riolu up and down.

"Whaa…Oh crap." Hunter at that moment noticed the fleshy red tip of his member poking out of its sheath.

"Hehehe…Don't worry there's no shame here little one," Incineroar growled slapping Hunter hard on the back. "It's what we're all here for. Pokémon bodies are a thing of beauty, don't hide yourself."

Hunter stumbled forward, nearly falling over at the impact from Incineroar's paw. "Oulu." He looked over his shoulder and scowled at Incineroar. "What was that for…"

Blade chuckled, before grabbing hold of his paw. "Come on you, I dare say you need a drink. Hey, you lot got a bar round here…" Blade knew just how to open this guy up. After all, it was how Meowth got him to be more comfortable in the car Pokemon's presence.

*A Few Minutes Later*

"Fight, fight, fight!..."

Blade was walking toward Hunter, who was currently seated on a large oval shaped black stone. The riolu was watching a battle, Incineroar versus Nidoking.

The chamber was divided into two sections, joined by a short corridor at the very back of the cavern. The other room was as spacious as the first, with a small bar had been set up at the back.

A small table frame made of bamboo, surrounded by these strange oval shaped black rocks that seemed to serve as benches or chairs, on which a few Pokémon had perched themselves. A couple more were positioned around the battlefield, intend to watch the fight.

Their chanting echoed off the chamber walls. "Fight, Fight, Fight…"

"Come on Nidoking, kick his ass."

"Give him hell, Incineroar!"

"Here you go." Blade slid onto the rock beside Hunter and thrust a coconut into his chest. The top had been cut off and there was a bright pink liquid inside.

"What's this?"

"I don't know, but it's good," Blade replied, winking at him, quickly showing he too had one of the coconuts. He raised it to his maw and slurped down the contents in one go…although at least a third spilled on his chin and chest. "Ahhhh…try it." Blade was already feeling that warm buzz he'd discovered when he was with Meowth.

Hunter lowered his head to the bowl and lapped up a bit of its contents. "Whoa!"

"Hehehe…Like it," said Blade patting him on the back before putting his arm around him.

Hunter however was too busy slurping down the rest of his drink to notice.

"Fight, fight, fight…"

In the middle of the room, Nidoking and Incineroar took a run at each other, slamming into each other with enough force to make the room shudder. The Pokémon watching cheered, paws and claws punching the air, and hooting filling the cavern.

"Whoo…Nock him dead."

"C'mon Nido, beat that pussy down."

The two Pokémon fell to the ground and started grappling with each other, pushing, and pulling against each other. Their bodies glistened with sweat and their enormous cocks…Blade thought Nidoking's might be as thick as his neck…grinded against each other as they wrestled.

'That can't fill what he left behind.' Blade thought.

His nightmarish reflection spoke within him again. 'It could fill something.' The voice continued. 'you know you want it Blade, maybe once they finish up you should have one of them use you.'

'It wouldn't work. It wouldn't feel the same.' Blade frowned internally.

Hunter finished the coconut and dropped the it on the ground. "Huh…I feel strange!"

Beside him Blade chuckled. The poor guy couldn't handle the drink. "Hee-hee….Lightweight. Ah I should have known."

Hunter looked at him confused. "What?"

The Sneasel patted him on the back once again, this time trailing his claw through his fur to the base of his tail. "Don't worry, Hunty. Lightweights have the most fun!" He flashed that cocky grin at him.

"YEAH…PIN HIM YOU BEAST…" Blade made Hunter jump at that point, as he jumped up, so he was standing on the rock beside him, shaking a claw like a fist. "PIN HIM!"

Hunter snapped his head back up to see Nidoking, pinning Incineroar to the ground with his claws, while the two snarled at each other.

"C'mon pussy, yield already so I can spank the crap out of you."

"In your dreams Needles. It's your hide getting whipped tonight!"

The cheering from the surrounding Pokémon had become louder and more incessant.

Hunter quickly found himself getting swept away in the excitement of it all and decided to shout back, "Come on Incineroar, fight back. Get that dirty Pokémon off you." He had no idea why he was cheering on Incineroar.

"How about a countdown," Shouted a nearby Hakamo-o. "Ten…"

The rest of the crowd joined in, including Blade.

"Nine…eight…seven…six…."

Hunter watched Incineroar grit his teeth and push back desperately against Nidoking but didn't seem to be able to push the Pokémon off him. His writhing became more desperate as the countdown continued.

"Five…four…three…two…one!"

"Time up," cried Hakamo-o. "Looks like Nidoking is the winner."

"Oh yeah!" Nidoking released Incineroar's claws, getting to his feet and flexing triumphantly, while Incineroar sighed and lay flat on his back, looking defeated. "Get up and bend over pussy cat, you have a deal to honour."

"Nrrgn…I'll show you a deal." Incineroar grumbled incoherently as he sat back up and gingerly climbed to his paws.

All around the Pokémon started chanting, "Spank him, spank him, spank him," over and over again. Even Blade was doing it. Hunter however, decided to remain silent not entirely sure what was going on. And besides, he'd been cheering for Incineroar.

Nidoking sat down and Incineroar laid down across his lap, still mumbling under his breath. At once the Pokémon all gathered around them, forming a little circle. Curious now, Hunter got up from his seat and went over to join them.

As Hunter watched, Nidoking used one claw to take hold of Incineroar's tail and yank it out of the way… A little hard than was necessary, Hunter thought. With his other, he rubbed Incineroar's backside, giving his cheeks a squeeze.

The chanting continued, "Spank him, spank him, spank him…"

Nidoking raised his claw high in the air above his head. "Ya ready pussy!"

"Oh, come on. This can't be necessary," Incineroar groaned, squirming incessantly. Although his throbbing hardon was clearly visible against Nidoking's knee.

"We had a bet," growled Nidoking. "I expect you to hold up your end! And don't pretend you don't like it."

"Yeah, you tell him Nidoking." Blade sidled up behind Hunter, sticking his head over his shoulder and gripping his shoulder with his claw, nearly making Hunter jump.

"Wha…Blade!"

"Time for the price to be paid for his loss!"

Nidoking brought his claw down hard on Incineroar's ass. A loud SMACK echoed through the chamber, and Incineroar winced and gritted his teeth.

"Ahh…Son of a…"

Smack…

Nidoking hard smack on his backside…then another, and another. The smacks rang through the chamber, as did Incineroar's moans. Incineroar's cheeks had gone the same shade crimson as the fur on his chest, and his ears twitched. All around the Pokémon spectators let out a loud "Whoop."

"Check it out, Incineroar's got strength," chuckled Blade, and when Hunter shot him a questioning look, he explained, "I'd like to see any other Pokémon take those swats from Nidoking and only go a little red in the face. Making my eyes water just watching."

Blade was enjoying the show a lot. Seeing it bringing up memories of his own experience. Strong, dark claws gently kneading his own cheeks before they struck hard, punishing the little Sneasel for his lewd behavior. The memory made Blade blush and almost moan.

Smack…

Smack…

Smack…

Hunter stared at the scene transfixed, his heart racing in his chest and his breathing coming short and sharp. He had never experienced anything like it. He was sporting a hard one of his own at this point but didn't care who saw it. "Wow…It's so…"

Blade giggled. "Hehehe… Like I said, you trained Pokémon are far too innocent for your own good. Never seen a mon get his rear end spanked before?" Hunter shot him a confused look. So Blade let out a chuckle before explaining further"Some mons like being spanked and others get off on being publicly humiliated. These two made a bet. Loser gets spanked by the winner in front of the other Pokémon. Hawt isn't it."

Hunter nodded but didn't say anything, his eyes sliding back to the spectacle in front of him. But Blade's next words were enough to make him forget the whole thing entirely…

"Ha…You know Meowth, and I did something similar with Ashachu!" Blade gave a teasing tone to his words.

"What about Ashachu!" Hunter whipped around, looking at Blade with wide eyes.

Blade smirked, enjoying the sudden surprise and curiosity on Hunter's face as well as those of jealousy. "Oh…it was nothing."

"Tell me," Hunter yipped, eagerly bouncing on the balls of his feet. "Tell…Wait. Am I about to find out what Ashachu was doing tied spreadeagled on the beach back in Dewford Town?"

"That's the one," said Blade nodding. "Ashachu and Meowth decided to have a little contest, with stakes for the loser. Well, it was my idea…" He pulled a face and added, "No let me rephrase, it was half my idea. They were already keen to test their strengths against one another. I just suggested there be stakes for the loser. Funny what competition will do!"

Hunter coxed his head. "So, what happened? Meowth kicked his tail and as the price for losing, you tied him up and…What price did he say exactly?"

A wide grin spread across Blade's face. "Oh, the price was simple," he said. "Meowth and I restrained Ashachu, like you said. Meowth was then granted the opportunity to have at the Pikachu, which he did. Gently massaging the Pikachu's body." Blade snickered and spoke in an even more seductive tone. "Not much of a problem as Ashachu saw it, until it was less massaging and more a relentless ticklish hell for him."

Hunter, already stimulated by the goings on behind him, felt his dick jump. And Blade noticed."Y-you tickled him?"

Blade nodded, a beaming smile on his face as he told the story. "Hehehe…There was no mercy for him, and the over stimulation of his body had an undesired effect of causing a great deal of arousal… Of course, that was the plan all along, to tease and control the poor chu, for however long we could."

Hunter shivered, as Blade's tale of tickling and teasing filled his mind. There was something about, not just what the Sneasel was telling him, but the way he was telling it. His voice seemed to ooze confidence and dominance with every syllable. Like he relished taking charge and putting Ashachu in his place.

Smack…smack…smack…

"Whoaaaa!"

There was suddenly a great cheer from the crowd. Hunter looked back over his shoulder at Nidoking and Incineroar, just in time to see Incineroar cum all over his stomach and Nidoking's knee. Nidoking gave him one final swat before breathing and deep sigh and grunted, "You did good pussy cat. You did good."

"Of course," said Blade. "I could only watch for so long before I finally gave the relief the Pikachu needed. Rather like this lot."

"Hmmp." Hunter made a clicking noise and folded his arms, trying to return Blade's confident look to him. "Interesting story. Don't know whether to feel sorry for poor Ashachu or jealous of him. Or still mad with him."

"Why don't you find out. We could always give the same thing a try…If you dare."

Hunter definitely did not like the evil grin that Blade was giving him…