With the help of Machamp and Machoke, Misty was able to escape the underground cavern. Which was not surprising, as they seemed to know their way around quite well. The two refused to leave her side as her eyes gradually adjusted to the sunlight, doing their best to stand in the way of the harsh direct rays.

Squinting, Misty looked at them, "Did you… well, did you want to come with me? Stay with me?"

They both nodded without hesitation.

"Good, I'm glad! I don't think I could have survived that cave without your help," Misty said with a smile. Reaching into her bag, she pulled out two pokeballs, popping them open and tapping one against the arm of each pokemon. With no resistance, they were sucked into the red and white orbs which gave a satisfying ding.

Misty popped the balls open once more and the two came back out. "Walk with me for a while?" she asked.

They nodded in unison and Machoke reached out to carry her bag.

"Thank you!" Misty said gratefully.

Getting to town didn't take too long, once there, Misty returned her companions to their pokeballs and began her shopping. She needed quite a bit of food, health potions, stamina potions, and some extra pokeballs as well since she had been using them much more often than she usually did.

She stopped in a cafe for a quick bite to eat and pulled out her phone and charger. While she sipped at her coffee and nibbled a cranberry scone, the phone dinged and powered on.

Thankfully she had service once more and several texts popped up on the screen. Several from her sisters, just checking in and two from Brock. One from Monday saying that he was just leaving and was heading towards the beaches outside of Lavender Town where they had discussed meeting. Then a second from yesterday saying that he was leaving Cerulean City and heading south to Saffron City. He expected to be at the beach by Sunday.

She checked the date. Wednesday. So he would be meeting her in another four days. That gave her plenty of time to get to the beach, set up and hopefully talk to her pokemon about how they should behave with Brock around. She just couldn't bear him seeing her like that.

Quickly she drafted a text response back, "Just got out of the Rock Tunnel, got a little lost and my phone died, but I'm in Lavender Town now, restocking before I head to the beach. Excited to see you! It will be so nice to catch up. :) I'll head to the coast and go north a ways past the Rocky area. Not many people go that way, so it should be quiet and relaxing, plus there are some natural hot springs that will definitely help relieve some stress! See you soon!"

After that she sent some updates to her sisters and relaxed while she waited for her phone and backup battery pack to fully charge.

With her supplies replenished and her tummy full, Misty packed up to head towards the coast. Though the walk to the shore didn't take long, Clambering over the rocks and gravel as she headed North did take a bit. She was grateful and exhausted when she finally reached the sandy beach far from civilization.

Near the treeline, she found a flat shaded spot and slung her bag off her shoulders then dropped it to the sand.

Digging into her pocket, she pulled out all of her occupied pokeballs. With a toss, she released Tentacruel into the water so that he could swim and hunt for food. She then released Machoke and Machamp so they could assist with setting up camp.

Once the tent was assembled and a fire built to boil water, Misty took a stroll to the shoreline to dip her toes in the cool water and watch the creatures swimming around. As she meandered back, her eyes roamed the sand in search of sea glass or other treasures.

But what really surprised her was when she stepped on a patch of sand that was far warmer than where she had been walking. Knowing she had come across an underground hot spring, she got down on her hands and knees to start digging.

Machoke rushed over to help once he dropped the wood he had gathered in the forest. Machamp soon followed after placing down several buckets of fresh water. Together they dug down deep into the sand, creating a pool that the three could easily soak in once the tide rose up a bit and it filled in.

Feeling accomplished, and noticing that Tentacruel had returned with some fresh caught fish and lobster, they returned to the campfire to start dinner. Misty boiled the lobsters and Machoke cleaned the fish for cooking.

Satisfied from their meal, everyone returned to their pokeballs aside from Tentacruel who was busy swimming back and forth along the coastline. Enjoying the push and pull of the rising tide. Happy to stretch his tentacles.

Misty watched in amusement as she stripped before lowering herself into the steaming hot spring to relax.

She must have been far more tired than she realized, because while she sat, looking at the sunset, her eyes drifted shut and she dozed off.

With a start, Misty awoke to the feeling of being lifted from the water though she felt nothing touching her. She let out a squeek of surprise as her body was lifted and turned so that her torso was resting on the sandy edge of the pool. She braced her hands on the ground as if to push herself up, but her hands just shifted and sunk into the sand as her hips were lifted and her legs spread, baring her to the cool night air. Turning her head, she saw nothing but a faint glimmer refracting the light of the campfire, causing it to distort. She knew something was there though because she felt her lower lips being swept over once, twice, until they parte. That's when she realized a very large, very wet tongue was lapping at her.

If this had been even a week earlier, she would have been terrified, but now… now… her body was reacting and she could even admit to herself that the mystery of being attended to by an invisible entity was kind of… hot.

As the tongue ran along her folds, focusing every other stroke on rubbing her clit, her body began to warm in excitement. Her pussy began clenching, unbidden. Her slick channel desperate for something to grab onto. Aching to be filled.

The tongue teased her, building her pleasure leisurely, obviously just enjoying her taste and the feel of her squirming against it.

"Please!" she gasped, desperate for more as she used her elbows to push herself backwards and grind against the thing bringing her such pleasure.

Two more unhurried strokes. Then she felt it. The pressure. Finally. It began pressing into her as she pressed backwards greedily. Slowly, the thick tongue worked its way into her with small thrusts. Pulling out occasionally to flick her clit and make her squeal. ONce it had finally gone as deep as it could, it began thrusting into her with long strokes, pulling almost all the way out before slowly filling her again.

Her back arched, desperate, opening herself up to allow the creature to give her whatever it could. To do to her whatever it wanted. "Please," she begged again, moaning and nearly sobbing with need. Balancing on the edge for so long making her whole body tremble, as it tried to finally be able to fall from the precipice. "Please, I need more. Please. Please make me cum!"

With that, the tongue picked up it's pace and began thrusting into her hard and deep, barely giving her time to catch her breath as it fucked her over the edge.

"Ohhhh fuuuu!" she wailed as her body gave in, cum squirting out past the invisible tongue continued thrusting inside her as her muscles tensed and squeezed around the intrusion.

Her body slumped over exhausted, the tension released from all of her muscles as her orgasm ebbed. Slowly, the tongue pulled out of her and began licking her clean, sensually stroking her flesh and making her squirm hapheartedly. That's when the invisible hands that had been holding her thighs up finally became visible and she could feel fingers digging into her flesh.

Turning her head as best she could with her limp body, she was able to make out a rounded, purplish shaped shadow with large eyes and teeth.

The Gengar gripped her ass firmly, angling her upwards so her back bent almost into a 'U' shape as he bared her pussy and spread her open. Swiping his tongue along her slit, he left behind a trail of spit mixed with her cum, making sure she was nice and wet before he started pushing - what she assumed was - the head of his cock into her, plump, already engorged pussy.

The head was firm as it pushed in and large, but as the rest slid in with his one thrust, she felt the shape changing. The smooth member shifted on its retreat and she felt the incredible massaging of deep ridges, grooves, and bumps as he slid along her tight channel.

The sensation made her moan loudly into the crook of her arm.

Gengar held firmly to her ass, pushing her forward as he slid in and out of her, angling and adjusting to be sure he was hitting several sensitive spots within her, but none that would push her over the edge. Methodically, he fucked her for several minutes, maintaining a steady pace which she moaning and wriggled in pleasure.

Finally, she couldn't stand it any longer, "Please.. please make me cum," she implored.

Gengar stopped his movements. Released his grip on her ass and grabbed her wrists, pulling them behind her back to grip like a set of reins.

When he thrust into her once more, his stroke hit her g-spot dead center. Pounding into it a second time and following through with the movement to fill her fully left her gasping for air. As he retreated, ribbing became more pronounced on his cock and as it stuck her sensitive patch of flesh on his third stroke and then grazed across it as he stuffed her full, pressing in as deep as he could fit.

"Oh gawd, ahh, gahd, just... just like that," Misty begged incoherently as her body trembled against the onslaught.

Two more rough thrusts, pounding into her, sent her crashing once more. Her clenching muscles grasped onto Gengars cock, holding him deep in her as her muscles massaged and milked him. Unable to pull out, he pulled her to slap against him with little thrusts, working as deep inside as he could get before he let go, filling her with spurts of hot tingley cum as his cock expanded at the base, turning bulbous inside her channel to keep her plugged so his cum stayed deep in her.

Levitating them slightly, he spun them in the air and rotated them so he sat in the water with an exhausted Misty now facing him, draped across his stomach, stuck on his cock.

While she panted and tried to steady her breathing, he worked his hand between them to rub her clit, making her gasp and sit upright. With one hand, he stroked her while the other guided her hips to grind against him.

She could feel body starting to clench once more around the intrusion whose length was hardening though the bulbous knot stayed firmly stuck in place. Grinding against the handed that was playing with her while feeling so full was such a luxurious feeling and she felt a slow build beginning.

The knot began to ease and Gengar began urging her, lifting her up and down upon his shaft in between grinding against him. Once he felt her muscles begin to flutter around him once more, he started meeting her on the down stroke, the impact vibrating her clit as he squeezed her hips, pressing in, adding to the friction that they both felt. WIth a final deep, hard thrust, Gengar came, filling her with more cum that surely would have been pushed out by the intrusion if his knot had not reformed to keep her plugged and full of all of his seed.

That was how she fell asleep, resting on his stomach under the stars, stuffed with cock and cum.

Twice she awoke during the night when the cock filling her stirred back to life and began gently thrusting into her again. She would have thought it a dream if she hadn't woken up to the sun rising and another knot softening within her. FInally allowing some of the built up cum to escape her.

Quietly, she eased off of the still sleeping Gengar and walked down to the water to rinse off.

Feeling refreshed, she went over to her camp spot and guzzled down water. She was feeling a little lightheaded, from dehydration, she assumed. After all, she had made a bit of a mess.

Grabbing a pokeball, she released Alakazam. She had some questions and well… he was the only one she could really communicate with. He helped her build a fire and prepare breakfast before she finally broached the topic she had been dying to learn more about.

'Mistress' he said in her mind.

"Alakazam… I have some questions. I'm hoping you can help me to understand more of what is happening to me."

'Anything for you Mistress,' he replied immediately.

"Well, first… I've noticed that I've been healing much faster than I used to. Just last night… my body was put through quite a lot and already, I'm feeling almost all better. I should be achy and tender, but I feel great. Do you know why that might be?"

'That is simple. You now have several bonded partners. The stronger the bonds that you create, the stronger you and your mates become. This helps you to heal faster, be stronger, you may have better stamina as well and get tired less quickly.'

"That make's sense…I guess…is that all there is to it?" Misty asked uncertainly.

'It is not just the creation of bonds that strengthens you, but the maintenance. In your case, repeated intercourse and the climax of that intercourse feeds into you."

"The climax…?"

'Precisely, cum from you and your bondmate which you can then both absorb. The combined fluids revitalize you. This is very rare for of human-Pokemon bond, but the strongest humans have often been the ones that are… able to bond.. In this way."

"Huh…" murmured Misty, her brows drawn together in confusion, "So sex is literally making me stronger?"

'Indeed.'

"But there must be side effects. Negatives. I can't just keep doing this and getting endlessly stronger."

'You are correct, there is a limit."

"What happens when that limit is reached? How will I know?"

'You will know.'

"Okay… and… just to be sure. I cannot get pregnant or anything from… this?"

'Oh… well.'

"What? I can?" Misty shrieked.

'It is very very rare that that could happen,' Alkazam replied, raising a hand to stroke her back soothingly. 'Very few Pokemon can successfully breed with humans. It is exceedingly uncommon for the seed to sow successfully, only exceptionally compatible partners and teams can successfully breed and it is an …extraordinary situation.'

"Okay… well that's a relief, I guess…" Misty said, although she didn't sound very sure.

Alakazam stared off at the waves as he debated telling her more. Surely she would not appreciate the knowledge that the only reason successful matings were rare was because matings only happened between certain types of humans. But the only Pokemon that are inclined to breed with humans are the ones that are capable of it. Therefore the only ones that have been mating Misty have been ones that are capable of breeding her. She also would not want to hear that she was almost guaranteed to already be carrying offspring of several of her bondmates.

"Call it morbid curiosity… but how would that work? A human-Pokemon pregnancy?"

'Pokemon come from eggs, as you surely know. In the case of a human being impregnated by a Pokemon, the human would lay eggs that would be guarded and reared by her mate or mates. The gestation period is quite short and the eggs are laid after about 3 weeks. They are small, about the size of a duck egg, so a human female may be unaware that she is even gestating.'

"So I could be pregnant… with eggs… and not know it? From any one of the bond mates that I have made?"

'Any or all.' Alakazam replied simply.

"Excuse me?!" Misty demanded.

'It is possible to be impregnated by more than one partner at once.'

Misty's eyes went wide as her skin paled and she fell backwards, knocking over her backpack before landing on the soft sand.

Misty awoke groggily to the feeling of complete weightlessness and to the feeling of pressure building within her.

Her eyes popped open to the sight of something between sucking at the bundle of nerves between her legs while her back rested firmly against something warm and fleshy.

Hypno alternated between sucking at her clit and bumping it with his nose while he licked her slit. Meanwhile, she realized that whatever was holding her up had blue, strong hands that were beginning to tease at her nipples.

She was too tired to think, all she could do was feel and enjoy.

Hypno eased her into a slow, rolling orgasm as he tended to her with his tongue and lips. As soon as she began to shake, Machoke adjusted the angle he was holding her at and lowered her needy pussy down onto his twitching cock. He moved fast within her, drawing out her orgasm and letting her muscles work him to the brink.

'He wants to breed you, Mistress. We all do. Please, will you let us?' Alakazam asked in her mind.

Still not able to think, only able to feel the needs of her body, Misty shouted, begging, "Yes! Oh fuck, yes, please. F-fuck me. Breed-d me. Fu-fill me up. Please. I neeeed it."

Machoke immediately pressed all the way into her and came, emptying his seed deep inside her. He quickly pulled out but held her firmly, Hypno, stepped in front of her and held up her thighs as he lined his eager, weeping cock up with her pussy before thrusting into her hard and deep, stroking her to another orgasm before he too spilled his seed within her with a grunt.

Machamp picked her up next, gently holding her with his extra set of arms as his lower set lined her up, flexing his member to graze along her lips and gather her moisture.

"Please," she begged, catching his gaze as he pressed into her tight and swollen sleeve.

AS he stroked in and out of her, she heard a buzzing sound and then felt cold metal against her overstimulated clit. Opening her eyes, she saw Alakazam's spoons, melted together into an elongated vibrator right between her legs. The sensation made her cry out and she couldn't help but wriggle, wrapping her legs around Machamps waist so she could encourage his movements to match the pace that she needed.

Hard.

Fast.

Rough.

She thrust herself on and off of Machamps cock, pushing herself as far onto it as she could go, making him grunt and groan as his knees started to shake. Together they came, with him buried to the hilt inside her. The vibrator let up but only for a moment. Just long enough to catch her breath on the lap of the now collapsed Machamp.

In the dimming light, she didn't even see the tentacles wrapping around her, but she did notice when she was lifted up and off of Machamps softening member and carried through the air. The tide was high and Tentacruel was only a few feet from the camp, easily able to reach her.

He quickly began wrapping around her, circling her waist, suctioning to her breasts and clit, spreading her open. Then he was in her, pressing the head of his long rubbery cock into her entrance, making a popping noise once it got past her tight barrier.

As he manipulated her body to a boiling point, suctioning and pinching and squeezing, Misty began trembling again as she rocked against the overwhelming number of tentacles, trying to get friction while the cock continued reaming into her. Roughly thrusting in and out, probably bruising her cervix with how deeply it was trying to go. SHe was quickly dragged into another climax, bearing down on the think cock that was deeping inside, encouraging Tentacruel to fill her. And he did. Spurt after spurt of cum squirted from him and began dripping out of her in thick, sticky globs.

As she was lowered back towards the ground, she was surprised to find that she wasn't exhausted anymore. She felt… rejuvenated. Like she could do anything. Like she could do this for days without needing sleep.

Rather than releasing her completely, Tentacruel kept her wrapped in his tentacles, continuing to stimulate her breasts and clit as he spread her legs wide for Alakazam who had stepped up for his turn.

Almost reverently, he held her gaze as he maneuvered his tip between her slick, swollen lips. As he slid in to the hilt, the only resistance was how tight she was. He had to move slowly to get himself deep into her tight, thoroughly used tunnel.

'You feel good, Mistress," he said in her mind.

"Yeah?" she moaned, mentally too exhausted and horny to come up with a good response.

'You are so tight. So warm and wet.' He replied as he bottomed out before retreating to thrust in deeper.

"Oh please, more," she moaned.

'You like when I talk to you?'

"Fuck. Yessss, please," she urged, panting

'You like when I talk dirty to you? Tell you how much I love your tight little cunt? How much I love feeling you wrapped around my cock? You want me to fuck this tight little pussy nice and rough?" He knew she did. Felt her clenching and fluttering around him every time he said something dirty.

"Yessss, yessss, please," Misty begged.

'For you, Mistress, I'll give you all the cock you want,' he replied as he picked up the pace, thrusting hard and deep into her. 'I could spend hours worshipping your perfect little pussy, making you come around my cock again and again while I fuck you nice and rough. You like it rough don't you? You like being sore after a good fucking? Being filled with cum until it's dripping down your thighs?'

"Oh god yes yesyesss!" she cried out as she came hard around him. But he didn't relent, he continued pounding into her, starting up the vibrator once more and putting it right on her clit, making her cum, squirting around him and go boneless as he emptied himself inside her. Pulling out, he used his finger to push back in the cum that had begun to drip out before stepping to the side so Gengar could take the last turn.

Misty could hardly move a muscle and had barely registered that Alakazam had left, when she saw that Gengar had taken his place and was already halfway inside her.

He had added a curve to his cock and was making sure the ribbed head hit against her spongey, sensitive spot with each stroke. She didn't bother holding back her moan of pleasure as he repeatedly massaged her g-spot, building her up once more with each filling thrust.

The orgasm that he massaged out of her was gentle, like a rolling wave. But her swollen muscles gripped hard around the thick ribbed cock. Squeezing him and milking him, sucking his orgasm out of him.

With one last thrust, he came deep within her, inflating his knot to keep all of the cum lodged deep inside so her body could absorb the seed of her mates. Gengar took her from Tentacruels grip and carried her up towards the tent, where they both fell asleep as they had the previous night, locked together. Once more filled with his cock, but with far more cum.

Not that it stopped him from fucking and filling her three more times during the night. Gengar was determined to get the most offspring from this round of breeding. Knowing that his descendants would be insurmountably strong.