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Chapter 4: First Steps

The next morning, Elle woke up feeling unusually guilty. Not for her behavior, she knew full well it was the spores of that strange, bug-like mushroom that had caused not just her own masturbation, but Alex' abuse of her Bellsprout, and the mating of her companion's Pokémon, too.

No, what she felt guilty for were her last words before going back into the tent and fingering herself to two more orgasms before drifting off.

The slight headache didn't help, either.

After using the last of the water in her canteen to perform a quick sponge-bath of her armpits and between her legs, Elle dressed in clean, simple white cotton underwear, then pulled on khaki hiking shorts and a black tank top that matched her mostly black running shoes, capped by a red jacket-vest that mirrored the crimson highlights of her footwear, and tied her hair up in a loose twist-tail at the back of her head.

As she stood up outside her guilt grew. Alex, who sipped at a tin cup that smelled of strong coffee was wearing jeans and a t-shirt of his own, without a jacket, though she saw it folded up nearby, his dark brown eyes carefully fixed on the still flickering fire.

A quick glance around the clearing proved that he'd already broken down and cleaned up most of their camp. Only her own tent and the collapsible coffee pot, which sat on its stand over the low flame, remained.

"Your breakfast was getting cold, so I packed it up. Should still be good. It's in the top of your pack."

"Thanks," she said quietly, moving to it and lifting the small cooler out. "Smells good."

Alex shrugged, still not looking up, "It's not much, some kind of egg and meat that looks like bacon but tastes like ham that the grocer had on sale."

Neither spoke again while she ate and he took down her tent, too, rolling it and strapping the entire thing, her sleeping bag still inside, to his own pack below his. Elle couldn't fight the rush of gratitude. She hadn't complained the day before, had insisted on carrying her own things, pulling her weight.

Now, though, she was achy and sore, and very much regretting it. I should say something. But what? 'Sorry I said all that'? Kind of meaningless now, especially since it was true.

After pulling out the glasses-like user interface for his Pokégear and setting it on his head, Alex sighed, scanning the forest in a slow circle. "Should've left the camp up. There are tracks all over the place."

Elle shrugged, pulling her own from her pack and setting it on her head as well while she finished the last few bites, eagerly devouring the simple but surprisingly tasty breakfast.

She blinked as the augmented-reality overlay turned on, showing several thin lines with labels such as Weedle, Caterpie, Oddish, Bellsprout, and Rattata, each pointing to various sets of faint tracks in the area.

The girl hadn't wanted to use her 'gear the previous day, but now she wished she had. The glasses were stylish enough, and the information wasn't intrusive enough to really interfere in the amazingly detailed, almost-real optics of their virtual world.

"Meh, we can still follow some tracks today, and come back if we need or want to. You... weren't in a hurry to get back to town, right?"

"No. Why... were- were you?"

Elle, her own reasoning the same, was more than capable of catching the subtext of her companion's question. She looked up at him after slipping her own pack onto her shoulders, and huffed, "Look, I'm a bit mad about last night, but we both know- at least, I hope we do- that neither of us were quite... ourselves. So, providing my Bellsprout doesn't get sick and die, can we just forget about it?"

Alex nodded, adding, "Sure, and if my dick doesn't melt off from the acid. It... never mind."

She grinned as he blushed again. "You're cute when you blush, you know that?"

"Sure, whatever," he muttered, "So... what kind of Pokémon do you want to track first? Should we split up? I... I take it you don't... want to go back, and, uh..."

"Are you asking if I think you're a sick pervert, and that I want to go back to town and report you to the authorities, or issue a complaint with Game Freak?"

Alex coughed, looking away, with one hand on his mouth, and replied quietly, "W- Well, not in so many words..."

The girl rolled her eyes and stepped up behind the older man, giving him a nudge on the arm with her elbow as she passed, "Hadn't crossed my mind. So you have a Poison that will gain Ground later, and a Normal type. I have two that have the Poison type, and one of those is a Grass... in fact, hey, where is my little Bellsprout? Did you fucking try and hide its body?"

Alex snorted, "No... it's right there, where... where I left it."

She looked toward the edge of the clearing, and spotted it right away. Only, it couldn't be the same one, could it...?

"Holy shit."

"Y- Yeah," Alex muttered, still visibly embarrassed, "It... got bigger."

It was still a Bellsprout, but instead of being about eighteen inches tall, the sprout was now about twenty-four, grown overnight, while the pitcher-like head that had given him such unbelievable pleasure last night was now able, he guessed, to take him fully and then some. As Elle walked toward it woodenly, reaching out a tentative hand, the bell-shaped pitcher spun downward into its normal walking position, and the two basic, spheroid eyes opened. The mouth twisted, "Bell?"

"Uh, y- yeah," Elle murmured, "It's me... do you want to go back in your ball?"

"Bell?"

"I'll... take that as a yes," she murmured, reaching for the second registered ball.

In picking up their Pokégear, each had been given another ball, on the house, to keep their starter Pokémon in, though he knew the little, mostly invisible shape still flitted around Elle, and his own Nidoran was happy to scamper along quietly.

Again, this time without question or shaking, the Bellsprout disappeared into the red and white sphere in a flash of green light. "Uh... so yeah, what are you thinking? I'm pretty sure the Weedle and Caterpie are Bug-types, right?"

"I think so," Alex said, eyes scanning the area over her shoulder, "I can get a bead on your Starter, but I can't tell enough to see what type it is."

"I said, it's Poison," Elle demurred. She wasn't sure why, exactly, she was keeping the Ghost-type a secret, but Alex' disgruntled grimace as she hid the rest of the information again made her smile, "So- you keep hiding your Nidoran's name."

He blushed again, muttering, "I gotta change it... Rattata is Normal-type. You need one, right?"

Elle shrugged, "Not my favorite, but sure, maybe. Rats don't bother me. Kind of ubiquitous, though."

"Ubiquitous?" Alex chuckled as he started moving again, "Not a word a kid uses often. Come on, Nidoran, little buddy, let's get going."

"Ni!"

"I have a very good vocabulary, thank you," Elle grumbled, "I'm not some bubbly bimbo."

"I know," Alex laughed harder, "If you were, we'd a- never mind."

This time, she was the one that blushed once she'd figured out what he hadn't said. Huh... so he does want me, then, I guess... maybe. Can't be sure, yet.

They had walked for maybe an hour when Alex, in front, put out a hand to block the path, and stopped cold. Slowly, he lifted a hand to his shoulder and pulled something away, something she couldn't really see, and even he squinted at from a few inches away. "Silk."

She came a little closer, closing her eyes as well, "Silk? Spiders?"

"Nah," he murmured, looking around, then up into the tall pines, high above the minimal undergrowth in the deep forest, "Don't think there were any spider Pokémon this early, not in Gen One. But there were... others. Look, up there. Don't scream."

"Like I would," Elle muttered, nudging him with an elbow again, but following his finger.

There, maybe thirty feet off the ground and higher, were more than six dozen little shapes, some wiggling, some not. "What... what are those?"

She, being raised in the heart of Pacific Mega-City, had never seen such a thing.

He, near the edge, had, but only rarely. "Cocoons," Alex murmured, "Pretty sure they're cocoons. Which means these are Pokémon, Bug-types. Turn on your Type detector."

She blinked, then looked down and opened her menu, going into the settings for the Pokégear once more, flipping the toggle.

"Bugs, yeah," Elle whispered, "What kind?"

"No idea- we'll have to catch them. I'm guessing Caterpie and Weedle, though- different shapes, see?"

She could, indeed. The larger ones had a horn-like Y-shape on their heads, some sort of sensory organ she guessed, and were thicker of body but a little shorter than the others, which had a pointed, sharp horn on both the round head and the rear of their tails. Both had segmented feet, mostly folded along their bodies, but a few climbed up or down long threads of silk.

"Let's just catch one of each? May as well just to expand our parties for now, right?"

Alex nodded, reaching for a ball from his side-pouch, "Not sure how I can weaken one. I don't think C- Nidoran's gonna be able to reach."

"What about your Lickitung?"

He frowned, "Maybe, the lower-hanging ones. The description in the Pokédex said their tongues can be as long as... thirty feet? That's a record, but still. It should be able to maybe reach them... if I hold it up."

He let the creature out of its ball onto the soft, moldering pine needles of the forest floor. "Alright, Lickitung, use Li- wait, no, not on her!"

His Lickitung had not even looked where he had pointed. Instead, it had taken four galloping steps on its stumpy little legs, fat body sliding across the ground while its thick tail stretched behind it for balance, and wrapped the thick, slimy tongue around Elle's waist.

"Hey, get off me you damned thing! Gross, it's drooling all over me!"

The Lickitung, though, only left the tongue there, undulating, as it sat down on its haunches and looked up at her with beady eyes. "Let her go," Alex commanded again, stepping closer, "Lick those Pokémon!"

The moment he said Lick, the pink-bodied monster's tongue tightened on Elle, and she gasped, "O- ow... okay, so that's not tight, but it's getting hard to breath... and it sort of tickles. Get it off me!"

"How?" Alex asked, reaching down to grab at its tail and tug. The small creature, just under four feet high, was surprisingly heavy though, and he barely made it budge, wide hind feet sliding in the detritus about an inch.

Elle scowled, bringing a fist down on its dome-like head, "Let go!"

She hadn't hit it hard, she didn't really want to hurt the creature, but the Lickitung didn't seem to do more than blink.
"Hey, it... it's starting to tingle! What the hell?"

The tongue, then, almost rolled over along the length of her body, the last two feet of it twisting and bunching up beneath her tank-top, coming against bare skin. She froze, "It... it's gross!"

Alex watched in growing horror and amazement as her black tank-top and jacket both began to fizzle, little spots appearing wherever the tongue was, and slowly grow wider. "Uh... I think- I think it's melting your clothes."
"What? Get it off me! Hey! Hey..."

He was confused, then, by the sudden shift in Elle's tone, and looked up at her. Instead of anger, the young blonde now sported a look of... placid confusion. Slowly, and almost dim-witted smile grew on her pouty lips. "That's... it feels funny. I kinda like it... it's numb, but it feels good..."

After a few more seconds, though, the Lickitung let go, unwrapping its tongue from around Elle to fly back, smacking into Alex's arm hard enough to make him stagger to the right, letting go of its tail, then wrapped once around it, too.

Again, it held him for a few seconds as the same sort of numb, tingling warmth spread through his skin, too, then let go.

"Heh, yeah, that's not too bad," Alex muttered, "But... Elle? Are you okay?"

She was flushed, breathing shallowly and a bit rapidly, but at his question, she blinked, "I... y- yeah, I think I'm okay. It... I don't know, it felt sort of like a sauna around my belly, I guess? But look, it fucking melted my jacket and shirt!"

Alex gave the fat little Pokémon a careful look as he skirted around it, "Hold on, let's see if it did any surface damage."

Elle put her hands on her hips and glared at the Pokémon as he leaned down, frowning, and tentatively reached out a fingertip to touch her gooey flesh, "It doesn't hurt?"

"No," Elle reported, "Just sticky, now. That weird good feeling only lasted a minute."

"That's what my arm feels like, too," he said quietly, and wiped some of it off her.

Elle jumped, looking down at him, "That tickles."

"Sorry," Alex said quietly, then brought the clear, saliva-like substance to his nose, then stuck a bit on his tongue. "Doesn't taste like anything, or... do anything to my tongue. Like it really is just saliva."

"It's disgusting," she muttered, daring now to reach her own hands up and gather the stuff off her skin in globs, flinging two wads of it at the Lickitung, who sat there placidly too as one splattered across its chest, the other hitting the ground nearby. The long tongue was now back mostly inside its body, only a foot or so hanging out, as it always seemed to, while it watched them.

"Here, use my canteen," Alex said, handing her his handkerchief and second water bottle, "I'll... sorry. I don't know why it did that."

"It's fine," she muttered, "But you're replacing my outfit."

Alex, though, looked back at her, "I don't know, the crop-top look is good for you, you've got nice abs for a kid."

She frowned back at him, but as he turned away, it morphed to a quiet little smile as she started wiping herself off in earnest.

"Alright, Lickitung," she heard her companion order, physically putting a hand beneath his Pokémon's round chin to guide its face upward where he was pointing, "Lick!"

This time, to both of their surprise, it did. The long, prehensile muscle lashed out, reaching more than five feet upward, but it wasn't close to hitting even the lowest-hanging bug. None of them, for reasons she couldn't guess, had even been bothered by the shouted exchange below. In fact, more were descending slowly on threads than were rising up, now.

"Alright," he muttered darkly, and bent down with his knees to wrap two arms around its fat legs and stand with a loud grunt, "Damn, you're heavier than you look. Lick!"

This time, the literal tongue-lashing had the reach to score a direct hit, and it sent the little creature it had struck swinging wildly along its long silken tether. Almost at once, the cocooned creature began to writhe and wriggle, but Alex and Elle had other things to worry about.

The swinging had knocked four others down, and then another four behind that, and set off even more swinging creatures.

"Okay, uh, that's not good," Elle muttered as Alex dropped his Lickitung, "Not good- too many!"

"We're fine," Alex reminded her, "It's just a game. Not a real threat- no matter how gross it is. You aren't afraid of bugs, are you?"

"No," she growled, "But there's twenty of them!"

"Not for long- Lickitung, Lick! Focus on one of them!"

Again, his pink roly-poly monster turned toward the nearest, green creature and lashed out with its tongue, then again a few seconds later without a command.

"Cock, use Peck with your horn!"

Elle joined a moment later, "Loki, um, use- use Hypnosis to put as many of them to sleep as you can! Bellsprout, use your Vine Whip!"

Within seconds, they were back-to-back, surrounded by three visible and one mostly invisible Pokémon, as more and more of the Caterpie and Weedle came toward them. They stopped about six feet away, for which Elle was incredible grateful- until she saw the mixed Bug-types, almost as one, begin to gather white goop in their little mandibles. "Alex... What's that?"

"If I had to guess," he growled between repeatedly directing his Pokémon from one target to the next as they slowly got worn down, more by his little Nidoran than the much larger Lickitung, "It's String Shot!"

She felt the first thread fly across her face and flinched, wiping it away quickly.

Thirty more followed, and behind that, another hundred.

Soon, it was visibly coating both their bodies, mostly around their legs as the creatures began to spin in circles around them, crawling all over each other, moving back and forth in undulating waves. "Alex!"

"It's fine," he shouted back, "Look, your mystery Pokémon's got a whole bunch of them asleep! Just keep that up, we're wearing them down!"

"Alex!" she screeched again as a green Caterpie dropped down from the canopy a few inches from her face.

"Duck!"

She did, just in time, but didn't get quite far enough, her body wrapped tightly in more threads than she could count, for his arm to clear her head, and his elbow clipped her crown before his fist backhanded the Pokémon.

It swung wildly, then on the back-swing, as she shrieked and ducked again, lost the hold on its own tether and fell, spinning, into the forest several yards away.

Another one came close, followed by the narrower, more segmented, yellow Weedle, and they started climbing up her body, unhampered by the silk that held her in place almost completely.

"Lickitung, keep them off Elle! Cock, keep using Peck- I know you're tired, buddy, but they're almost down!"

She couldn't turn, couldn't see, but she felt Alex rip out of the threads holding him down, and saw his muscular arm sweep down her front, pushing two Weedle and one of the Caterpies off her in one go. Then he stepped more fully into view as he kicked another with his hiking boot, sending it to splat with a wet squish against a nearby tree trunk.

He trailed thread, too, giving the man a somewhat ghostly quality as he fought bodily against the still-moving Pokémon.

Only then, as he bought her a bit of time with his Lickitung's help, which hadn't disobeyed him again, did she realize they were winning. More than half of the creatures were down, slain, unconscious, or asleep because of her own Gastly's Hypnosis, and those that were still moving were quickly being dispatched by the heavy Lickitung tackling them bodily, though their carapaces seemed to absorb most of the attacks, or whipping at them with its tongue, or being speared with the sharper, larger horn the Nidoran sported compared to the Weedle, though they were about as long as it was.

She didn't start relaxing, or even hyperventilating, until Alex's boot squished one of the last moving ones, and he pulled out a pocket-knife as the rest finally started to retreat, and leaned toward her before bending down, "Okay, tell me if I'm getting too close. Are you okay? They didn't bite you?"

"No," she whispered, waiting patiently and unmoving as he cut slowly upward, sawing gently past her shoes, bare legs, and shorts. The moment she was free, though, Elle threw her arms around the larger man and leaned up to kiss him, hard.

He stumbled back, one arm reflexively moving around her waist. He'd just started kissing her back when she pulled away, breathless, "Fuck... thanks... I don't hate bugs, but... I don't want them on me!"

"No- no problem," Alex murmured, touching his lips with a dazed sort of expression. "Er... there's more. Your mystery Starter put about twelve to sleep. Plenty for both of us...?"

"I may as well," Elle said with a shudder, "If only for my 'Dex. Alright... the green ones are Caterpie, and the yellow Weedle, right?"

"Looks like it- yeah. Okay, so... most of these are also weakened, so if it's still showing up with a target reticle on your Pokégear, it should be catchable with just a Ball."

It took less than two minutes for them to catch an example of each, and beat a hasty retreat from the remaining Bug-type's nest, hastening back to their camp for lunch.

Half-way there, feeling strangely giddy at doubling the size of their party, even if she'd never be using one of them in combat, Elle giggled, "You named your Starter Cock? What are you, twelve?"

Alex stumbled, blushing, "I... I was testing the name limits, and it... had the horn..."

He must've realized how lame that excuse sounded, because he shut up quickly, which only made Elle laugh harder.

Later that night, after both also hunting down and catching a rather plain-looking pair of Rattata, he the male and she the female of what might have been a small family, the pair sat around their re-built campsite, tents much closer together, in a fairly awkward silence.

Alex couldn't keep himself from staring at his companion. He'd gotten a bit of a feel of her firm chest as he swept the attacking Pokémon off her, and the rest of the afternoon and morning, he'd been tantalized by her long runner's legs and the firm waist revealed by the haphazardly cut-off tank top and jacket, which Elle hadn't bothered to change, not to mention her rather luscious ass, which more than once he'd caught himself staring at as they walked.

He was just about getting up the nerve to go to bed and try to quietly jack off when she asked, leaning back and staring up through the canopy at the circle of stars high above, "So, are we gonna talk about it?"

"Uh... what?"

The girl gave a vague sort of wave, "Us. This. Last night. Everything."

He sighed, mimicking her position and kicking a bit of sand over the fire to bank it further, though he fully intended to take advantage of the clear weather and sleep outside after getting himself some relief- even know his dick ached in his pants, making him thankful for the jeans and his position that mostly hid the evidence. "I don't know that we have to. It's behind us, isn't it?"

The girl's incredulous look would've made many women twice her age jealous. "Really? Are you gonna really go with that?"

"Fine," Alex gave another, heavier sigh, "What exactly do you want to talk about? Where do you want to start?"

"I just think," Elle said quietly, "If we're gonna keep together- and I do want us to stay together- we need to set up a few more ground rules."

"Fair enough," Alex said, glancing her way to find the girl leaning back even further, almost laying down, only propped up by her elbows as she stared at the stars and the circle of black created by the trees. "Should we take turns, then, to keep things fair? Talk them out?"

"Sounds good," Elle nodded without looking at him, "Can I go first?"

'Sure."

"I... I know we're in an adult game, and that... that you are an adult."

"The implication being that you are not," he said after she had fallen quiet for a few seconds.

Elle nodded, "I'm... old enough, but no. I- can you keep a secret from any Game Freak people? Literally, anyone?"

He snorted, "If you think they aren't spying on every little thing we do..."

Elle shook her head, sending him a glare, "No, not- not like that. I know they probably are. And it's kind of too late, but I don't want them to hold it over me later, so it's better to just pretend it isn't the case. I- I hacked their system, and several others, to get my place, and to make myself older. All my documents, everything, even my birth certificate now, say I'm twenty-one. Legally, I may as well be. I was pretty damned thorough."

"And how old are you really?"

It was a question he dreaded the answer to, because he didn't want to have to walk away from his dreams of having her, but...

"Almost sixteen. Two- well, one and a half- months."

"Shit," he muttered, shaking his head.

"Yeah, well... not saying I'm not interested, if that's what you're worried about," Elle said quietly, "I meant what I said last night. I would have. Might've regretted it today, might not. I signed up for this on purpose, remember? I knew what I was getting into, maybe more than any other player, because I did my research before doing the work to get my place. I'm fine with having sex, the idea has an appeal. But I haven't done it before, in the game or in real life. So... I'm not sure if I'm ready. I want to be. But give me some time, and if we stick together, I'm fine letting you be the first. But my rule is this: You have to let me make the first move. When I'm ready. You can look, you might even get away with a touch or something, but nothing beyond that, unless I initiate it, okay?"

"I wouldn't force myself on anyone," Alex said quietly, "My sister... was attacked once. Swore I could never do that. Beat the fuck out of the guy that did it. You're... safe with me. I don't honestly know if I can get past the age thing."

"I want you to," she reminded him quietly, "Just- not now. Maybe soon, maybe not. But you're cute, and nice, and I like you. I'm not declaring my undying devotion. I just like you, and I want you to be the one, unless I meet someone better. At least, in the game."

Alex nodded, and for a moment, wondered just how exact the reproduction was. If Elle was truthfully a virgin of fifteen, was her avatar...?

Of course it is. Everything else about the game is super realistic, why wouldn't that be?

"Your turn."

He coughed, then muttered, "Give me a minute. I haven't been thinking about it as long."

"Okay."

At first, he thought he wouldn't be able to think of any rules at all, but then one occurred to him quickly, "Uh... this might sound a little weird, but I think we both need, some... alone time, every once in a while. Not to stop traveling together or anything, really, but..."

"You mean to go jack off or something?"

He spluttered, but nodded, "Er... or something."
Elle glanced his way, then nodded, "Okay. So... we should have a code-word or something, just in case we're in mixed company, like if we decide we do at a Pokémon Center or something- to say, signal to get a private room, or if we meet another player and want to get some alone time with them, or something."

"Sure," Alex agreed, "Uh... what code-word though? It can't be something we would use a lot."

"We can always go with the nickname of your Starter..."

"Fuck no," Alex snorted, "I need to change that thing."

"No, I like it," Elle giggled, "Really. Hm... how about 'bathroom break'? It's innocuous enough."

"That could work," he acknowledged, "Let's go with it for now. Uh... but don't assume that just 'cause I say that doesn't mean, you know, I'm not going to use the bathroom."

Elle grinned, "Ditto. My turn. I can't speak from experience, but I happen to think sex is gonna be pretty fun. So... you know, if we do, when we do, I want a signal for that, too. But we can set that up later."

"Again, sounds fair. That's your rule? You just want a code-word to tell me, or me you, that we want to have sex?"

Elle nodded, "Yeah. Simple enough, but I think it's important."

"Okay, so mine... We should, if we're gonna keep traveling together, agree to have each other's backs in a fight, like we did today, even if it's against other players."

Elle snorted, "Of course, I think this is a team game. You can go solo, but the reason they have a Party system is so people can do it as a team. Teams stick together."

"That also means we get an equal say in how we do things, including whether or whom to invite into the group."

"Alright. Hm... no, I think I'm pretty good, actually. That was the important things. Oh, no, one more thing. Sharing loot? Like, all money we win we divide up, same with other loot- like Balls- as evenly as we can, but anything we solo we keep?"

"I don't see why not," Alex nodded.

"Okay," Elle said, "Anything else you can think of?"

"Maybe sharing costs, too. Like... divide things three ways, for the two of us, and have the third share pay for our rooms and food and stuff?"

She smiled, "That's a good idea. Anything else?"

He shook his head.

"Okay, I'm going to bed, then. I need to take a real bathroom break first, though."

As she wandered off downhill toward their designated, hastily-dug latrine pit, Alex had the urge to follow, but decided against it. Instead, a little bit calmer now thanks to clearing the air a bit, he pulled out his bedroll and lay it out across the front of his tent before climbing in and staring up at the stars himself.

A few minutes later, Elle whispered, "Goodnight," and slipped into her own tent.

For a few seconds more, he debated working up and taking care of an erection as she fell asleep, but he was unconscious before he could decide one way or the other.

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