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Chapter 16: Hot Little Dream (girl)

Alex snorted as he came awake suddenly, something grinding at his erection. It was still too dark to see, though far off he thought he saw the lights of Viridian city. Over him, a slight shadow moved, barely visible against the starlight filtering through his tent. "What... what's going on?"

"Ssh," he heard Elle whisper, "the others might hear. I figured..."

"What... time is it?" he groaned, unable to stop himself from raising both hands to her hips as she ground against him. He felt something slick slide over his dick, but also moisture and heat, softness with rigid bone behind it.

"Early. Before three. I was horny, and it's a new day, so... I thought I'd give you your hand-job early. I didn't think you'd mind."

He snorted again, softer, "I don't. But this isn't a hand."

"It's also your reward for figuring out what Loki is," she whispered, leaning down to lay over his chest, pressing herself against him but continuing her slow grind. "Why... aren't you enjoying it?"

"You know I am, damn it," he hissed, "but this... ugh... it's going to be hard to... keep from... more..."

"Well, it's a special reward for something I was waiting for you to do. Not what I planned, but... to be honest, part of me thought we'd be fucking like rabbits daily by now. I'm glad you haven't pushed, but... I... Arceus, I love your dick against me... I wanted to do something special for... well, you, and... and if it was the real world, it'd... it'd be my birthday."

He blinked, his hands moving with her hips as she kept twisting and thrusting her pussy against him, the thin barrier of her panties the only thing between them, since it was obvious he'd come out of the hole of his boxers. "But... but this..."

"Ssh, just enjoy it. There'll be time for more later. I knew you'd be horny with Megumi flirting with you all night. She wants you, she even told me once I said we weren't fucking."

He groaned, "Kinta's feeling better about things, I think. Told him it was fine, but maybe be more discrete."

"Good... are Bellsprouts really that good?"

"As good as a human? Yeah. Not better or worse, in my limited... gods... experience."

"How's this compare?"

"... Same? Different, but same l- level... won't take long, if... if that's what you're a-asking."

"Sort of," she whispered, "grab my ass, Alex... touch my pussy, feel how wet it is for you."

He did, eagerly, happily, pulling on the muscular flesh as he started humping upward too, making her hiss and moan as the friction increased in pace.

"Kinta wanted to fuck you, too... maybe his sister. That's not so clear."

"I won't, he's too... young. But Megu... I'd finger her if she fingered me... and her tits..."

"For an Asian girl, they're pretty big," Alex acknowledged, "Kinta says she's been with a couple guys in the month so far, but nothing too bad."

"Diseases shouldn't be a thing in this world," Elle reminded him, "so go for it if you wanna... but I wanna watch if I can."

"Y- Yeah... you're a kinky bitch, but I love it."

"Damn straight," she chuckled, panting now, "I'm getting... closer... you?"

"Just let it happen," he told her, "more fun, and- and I can keep going... but... fuck, you're dripping on me..."

"Because I'm horny, like I said," she whispered, "It's kinda fun trying to be quiet, knowing they could hear... would you mind if they did?"

"Not one bit," he laughed quietly.

"Me neither. Still stay q- quiet... f-f-fuuuuuuck..."

She kept grinding, faster and more erratic, through another climax, and took Alex with her a few seconds after she started, leaving them to finish at roughly the same time. She collapsed over him, both breathing heavily, then peppered a few kisses down his jaw and neck, before sliding up his body to land another on his mouth while her hips spread the goo he had left between their bellies. "We're going to fuck a lot when we get there, stud... that was great."

"I... don't think I'll mind. That was... really fun. I didn't ever... do that in school."

"Really?"

"Not... ever?"

He shook his head, "That...was the first time. I can see why people do it, now..."

She giggled, kissed him again, then squirmed, "We're sticky. I'm going to go wash off real quick. See you in the morning."

He heard her whisper a few times for their cluster of Pokémon, eventually singling out Loki and Gobbler by name, then pad together out of the small campsite back toward the stream. For a moment, he considered following, the smell of sex heavy in his small tent, but knew it would be very suspicious if the others woke up to find both their tents empty. He used the chance of solitude to strip off his shirt, changing it for another and shoving the soiled one into his pack quickly before climbing back into his sleeping bag. After a few minutes, he heard Elle return, then allowed himself to drift back into sleep.

While cooking breakfast, this time for the other family as well, he and Elle, the first to wake despite their late-night rendezvous, watched their newest Fire Pokémon integrate with their other allies. His Ponyta was a bit more skittish than he might have wished, but it danced and ran literal circles around the others without fleeing, which was a good sign, the thought. Whatever it was about Pokéballs that tamed the monsters, they seemed to work a bit better if it was allowed to work for a few hours before they were brought out, at least at first. Elle's Growlithe was a little more antagonistic, but after a bit of rough play with both Cock and Lingus, the pair established their dominance once more as the 'pack leaders', and it settled into something like a 'second in line' behind them. If Loki objected to what he would've said was a position 'over' it in the pack, Alex got no sign.

"What are you going to call them?"

He looked up to see a tired-looking Kensuke walking slowly up the hill with the aid of a walking cane they hadn't seen the night before, and a visible limp. "Uh, the Growlithe is Elle's, and he's... what was it again?"
"Kole," she replied, tossing a few of their collected Pokémon's food-bits to each of them in turn, then spelled the variant to make sure they understood it. "Best I've got."

"I like it," the older man decided, eventually sitting down and accepting the mug of tea Alex poured him, "I trust you slept well?"

"Well enough," Alex nodded, "You?"

"Young children are not as discrete as they might think. I did not sleep well, but such is the peril of old age, I'm afraid. Ears that some assume are old and timid still work just fine."

"A- Ah..."

"You two were relatively quiet," Kensuke murmured, glancing at Elle, then hooking a thumb over his shoulder, "But my children both decided to... entertain themselves last night, and were less discrete. At least they tried."

"Sir," Alex said quietly as Elle moved a bit further away, now feeding the family's Pokémon as well, happy to help out with their limited supply of food, "You should know I talked to your son a bit. About... well, what you scolded him for."

The man sighed, the nodded, "I suspected you might after I left. How did you advise him?"

"I told him that it didn't really matter, that it was fine, but that he should be more careful about who could see."

The small, aged man sighed, leaning into his cane a bit, then straightened to take another sip of his steaming tea. "It is not what I would have hoped, but... I suppose that I did know what I was signing him up for when Megumi suggested it. It is... different than what I wanted. But I do not know what that is, aside from something. A change."

"He did open up to me a lot, and not about that sort of thing, you know. We talked about games, movies. He's quite animated when... you get his interest."

Kensuke sighed again, looking over the hills to the east, where the sun was passing the broad, dry lowland forest a millimeter at a time, lighting his forehead and then down past the bushy brows to wrinkled eyes. "I started too old, perhaps, but they are still the best thing in my life. I want what is best for them. Even if I do not agree with it."

"That makes you a good father," Alex declared quietly.

This time, Kensuke snorted, "If I am to take the opinion of a man young enough to date my daughter, perhaps. Thank you for speaking with him. He does not like to listen to me any longer, and has not for some time."

"I understand," Alex replied softly, "But maybe try listening to him, too?"

"That... that I have not done as well as I perhaps should. Thank you once again, Alex."

"A-Anytime."

"Ooh, they're adorable," Megumi's higher voice rang out in the otherwise still morning air, her hair done up already and looking almost too good for being out in the wilderness. She pressed her breasts together with both arms as she leaned in to look at the Pokémon she wasn't yet familiar with.

Elle grinned over at her, and forewarned by hints she'd dropped or outright stated the last couple of days, Alex saw her eyes linger on the cleavage Megumi was no doubt showing for his benefit. He couldn't exactly blame her, but tore his eyes away from the same girl's ass in deference to her father, who rolled his eyes as Alex blushed.

"My daughter is at least old enough to decide for herself. She stopped listening to me years ago."

It didn't help Alex' blush.

Fifteen feet away, Elle was explaining her own new Pokémon's name again, then quickly continued, "And that cutie over there, the skittish one, is Surtr. Norse fire-god I think. Greek mythology's more my thing, but Alex said it sounded right."

"Cool," Megumi breathed, "Well, hot, you know what I mean, heh. So what are you two going to do today? We're probably going to try and catch some ourselves."

"I don't know," she shrugged, "Stick around here probably, but try a different direction. That's what we usually do, set up a camp and search around it. It's worked so far."

"Cool, us too. We haven't caught as many as you guys, even all together I think we have as much as either of you, but they're all tough by themselves. Daddy's Butterfree is our lowest-level Pokémon, and it's a third-stage already."

"Sweet," Elle agreed.

A few minutes later, a red-faced Kinta stepped out of their tent, followed by a Bellsprout a little smaller than Gobbler, which quickly rooted just outside the tent. Alex pretended not to notice as he joined them. Once breakfast was done, between himself and Elle, Alex gave specific directions on how to reach the hot-springs cave, while Elle used a pair of binoculars the old man produced to scan the area around them in greater detail.

By the time he was finished, she had decided on south being their direction for the first half of the day, and again left a Bellsprout, this time Kinta's since it would be next to useless against the Fire Pokémon they were after and it was rooted anyway, and their Hoothoot and Bugs to watch the camp.

Hopefully they wouldn't eat each other, but they hadn't yet.

With both Kole and Surtr added to the pair's main teams, they waved a temporary goodbye to the traveling family, then headed off into the hills. Once they were separated a good ways, Alex asked, "So what did you spot that made you want to come this way?"

"Psychics."

It was all he needed to understand why she was now walking with purpose, almost making him hurry to keep up. "You want to mind control people, don't you?"

"Some," she admitted, grinning over a shoulder at him, "but it's a good, complimentary type to my Ghost Starter, and is good against other Poisons. Like your Starter."

"Oh, I see... you want to fight me?"

"Of course I do," she laughed, "We're rivals too, aren't we?"

"I guess," he conceded, "if only one of us can be Champion."

She snorted, "I don't care so much about that, I just want to see everything I can in the game. You can have that, I'll be your right hand girl or whatever. Best fuckmates, I think people are calling it these days."

He snorted. "Sure."

"Anyway, yeah, Psychics. Yellow, not sure what. Humanoid, but it was too hard to see, I couldn't get the focus right."

"Early days... Hm. A few options."

"Yeah. Any are good, though."
"True."

It took a few hours for them to spot one, but it almost made Alex groan once he pointed it out to Elle, realizing what it was too late. Drowzee. Not the strongest Psychic, but a decent tank for the type, and its evolution, Hypno... well, it was a bit on the nose for what he suspected Elle wanted a Psychic for in the first place.

"Sweet," she whispered, and sent out not Loki as he might've expected, but her Pidgey, Nike. "Start with Gust, Nike- as many times as you can! If he uses Yawn or Hypnosis, retreat, I'll be ready!"

Indeed, even as the swift little bird darted forward through the air, low to the ground, she was pulling another ball from her belt.

True to form, the Drowzee had been asleep when it was attacked, and took several seconds before it responded, sending waves of psychic energy toward the bird, scattershot throughout the air. It took more than two volleys before one wave connected, sending Nike spiraling to the ground. He worried it might've broken a wing or even its neck with the speed it was moving at, but it never connected. Elle had it recalled before falling more than half the distance.

Taking its place was her Horsea. "Squirt, same thing, use Water Gun until it puts you to sleep- I'll get you out, promise!"

Clearly, she'd been thinking about her strategy for a Pokémon like this all morning, because it was executed quickly and without hesitation. Again, the angry Drowzee sent multiple waves of either Confusion or Hypnosis toward the little floating dragon-fish, but somehow it dodged four more before being sent into slumber, pelting the fat, yellow creature it faced over and over again with high-pressure water streams. Elle wasn't done yet. "Hera, this time hit it with Supersonic, then back off!"

The red and black-spotted Bug-type's wings blurred into motion as it took to the air too, and the Drowzee shrieked, bruised and battered, before stumbling sideways twice, ramming into a tree and staggering away.

"Yes! Alright, back off, Hera. Time for the Pokéballs! Shot one!"

It skimmed off a tree, whirling into a copse in which the Drowzee had been sleeping to vanish beneath a bush.

"Damn it- Shot two!"

This time, the ball opened at the stumbling creature's feet. It stepped on it, sending the ball away but falling to its face, where it whimpered. Somehow, even from several feet away, the ball opened, sending a beam of brilliant pink toward her target, which vanished into the ball. Which shook. And shook. And twisted. Shook again.

Then, finally, after far too long, beep.

The light flashed, and Elle spun, cheering with her hands in the air, "Got him!"

"What have I done," he laughed quietly as she engulfed him in a hug, then rushed forward to claim her ball.

She was holding it in both hands up to her chest as she ran back toward him, beaming, "Did you see that?"

"You did great," he laughed, pulling her into a hug again, "That was honestly a great battle, and so fast! Your strategy was good, too. We'll need to do something to wake up your Pokémon though if you're gonna keep fighting again."

"Yeah, but that's fine," she giggled, bouncing against him with the ball between them, "You can protect me for a while, right?"

"Always. Come on, Psychic's not really my thing. Let's head back, it's almost time anyway."

"Okay! Hmm... what'm I gonna call it..."

She scanned the ball with her 'Dex, "Looks like it's a male. Hm... Hypno is the evolution... Psyche? No, too pointed. Uh... ideas?"

"There's not really a mythology thing I'm aware of that fits," he told her, "but maybe if we stretch a bit... I know this line's mostly famous for putting people to sleep or hypnotizing them, but what other good moves can they learn?"

"The Punches, I think. Some Fairy moves, maybe."

"That's not much... Tock? Like tick-tock?"

"Sounds like Cock... but okay. Hm... subtle. I like it. Tock it is. Wait... wait... what's the Greek dream-god? Or was it a goddess?"

"Uh... Orpheo? Morphe... hm..."
"Ah," she exclaimed, giving a little jump, "Morpheus! He's gonna be Morpheus!"

"I feel like in you getting this Psychic of all of them, I've unleashed something terrible on the world."

"Maybe you have," Elle giggled, but then she turned and pressed herself into him, grinding her pelvis against his, then looked up and said quietly, not quite whispering, "I'm gonna get you so much pussy, though... you'd better not complain. Once I figure out how to get him to hypnotize people, anyway."

"Fuck... we're screwed," he laughed again, then let his hands drift to her sides, and pull her tighter. "Ready for that hand-job?"

"I dry-humped you today, remember? You can have Gobbler... Or..."

His eyes narrowed as she peered up at him with her tricksy little blue orbs. "Or you can let me try something else. Up for it?"

"I... think so?"

"Take your dick out, stud."

He rolled his eyes at her brazenness, then reached for his zipper after stepping back. She let him, watching intently, then pulled out both Gobbler and Squirt. The smaller Pokémon was still asleep, but Elle pushed her own shorts and panties down, then asked, "Hey, Gobbler... want to try and get me off?"

The green-yellow bulb looked at her, confused, then up at the slowly-swelling penis it usually enjoyed, then back at its owner. Then it stalked forward, pressing lips tentatively to Elle's lower ones. She sighed, grinning, "Okay... not bad, not bad..."

She let it work on her, but reached over for the Horsea, cradling it in one hand, and stuck a finger into its long, tube-like mouth.

Farther than he would've thought possible. After a few seconds, the little creature, all fifteen inches of it at best, squirmed, then coughed. Elle withdrew her finger with a grin, then passed it to him as it squirmed again, opening sleepy eyes. "Woke it up. Enjoy."

He took it carefully, and skeptically. "You... you want me to use this things'... mouth? Like Gobbler?"

She grinned, not saying anything. Instead, Elle leaned forward to pat Gobbler's bulb. "You're doing great, Gobbler. Eat my pussy."

Alex looked down at the thing in his hands, which blinked up at him again. "Fine... I'll try it."

Truth be told, it wasn't really something he'd ever have thought of, but... it might fit.

Slowly, he lowered the thing to his groin, feeling awkward, more than he could describe, and Elle watched every tiny motion.

"Er... you know what to do?"

He felt stupid for talking to a Pokémon once more, and someone else's at that, but as if on instinct , the Horsea's tube-like mouth began to flex and move, twisting, and toward his cock-head. Still half-hard at most, he brought it a little closer, and like a vacuum hose, it latched onto him and pulled, sucking his entire length inside. He watched as its eyes closed in apparent happiness, but he was also distracted by how good it felt.

Gobbler's blow-jobs felt almost like a human, a good one, but this was very different. In a way almost artificial, as it literally created suction. Then the rippling rings of vibration began, starting with his base, where the Horsea's mouth touched him, and all along the length upward, then back. Fast, faint, up and down.

"Shit... it's different," he groaned, "Nice though. Kind of like I've heard sex-bots do. Vibrates and moves up and down without, you know, moving."

"I think this is different from a human mouth too," Elle replied, clearly distracted, "but I like it. It's like, pumping and sucking I guess? I feel... puffy."

Alex could not help but imagine the area covered by Gobbler discoloring and distended in equal measure, like someone had used a vaginal pump to make the petite girl's pussy rounded and full and then some, while the tendrils inside that it used in place of a tongue laved and licked at her with the tiny little threads, or perhaps the twisted bundle it used with him.

He watched her writhing on the grass for sixty seconds, seventy, before Gobbler then shifted its balance slightly, leaning into Elle's cunt more and rising to stand on one root-leg, while the other slowly worked its way up the tiny crevice between her bum cheeks. As soon as the tips of the Bellsprout's toes touched her, she jerked and squealed, but did not protest. Instead, she watched, wide-eyed and apparently as fascinated as he was though he doubted she could see anything like his own view, as the root continued worming in. It must have found something, for after a few seconds, Elle's eyes rolled back in her head, "Oh, it's... it's in my bum! Alex, it's in my bum!"

"I see that," he murmured through gritted teeth, falling to his knees without meaning to. He did not mind, for it brought him closer to the object of his desire and affection's body, gave him a better angle as the Bellsprout mouthed her cunt and continued to probe the girl's rectum with what would have been an entire foot on a human. "Does it hurt?"

Her body still shaking and vibrating like a spring under too much pressure, Elle's head whipped back and forth, "No, it's- it was weird at- at first, but it's so good!"

Filing away that information for later even in the midst of his own pleasure, Alex looked down at the Horsea as it started to move too, wiggling, curling its body and then pulling away. The tension on his dick receded a little as it pushed in, and a high-pitched whistle mixed with two spikes of cool temperatures as air moved at high velocity from inside the snout of the Pokémon past his shaft and the near-perfect seal, which tightened again as it straightened and withdrew. Suction greater, he thought, than even Gobbler could produce, in a tighter space. The Water-type was well lubricated too, not by whatever viscous substance the Grass-type used, but actual water, which slicked and rubbed at his flesh differently. "Shit... think Squirt will start growing with my cum, too?"

"Not- not Grass," she murmured, getting more into her own pleasure and forgetting what was around them a little more. "Maybe. Gods above, Alex... I'm gonna- gonna cum soon!"

"Me too," he moaned, "where- where do you want it?"

"Let Squirt have it this time," she gasped, her hips starting to buck up against the huge mouth on her, "I- I'm- cu-cumming! I'm cumming Alex! Cumming with Gobbler eating me out!"

He didn't climax right away, but watching the fifteen year old girl lose herself to pleasure pushed him past tolerance, and soon he was grabbing Squirt by the body, shoving his cock even further against its mouth as he jetted. It was more forceful, required more effort, than any other climax he could recall because of just how tight the sheath was, but as he finally lurched away after his final push, almost throwing the Horsea away, not a drop was spilled.

Instead, he watched it lazily drift away a few feet, spinning, before it belched. A pearly white bubble formed briefly, but popped into a dribble that was quickly inhaled once more by the tube-mouth. "Squirt..."

Gobbler, in turn, released Elle a little more slowly, wiggling its foot out of her anus gradually. Only once it was standing on two feet again it suddenly opened its mouth, letting go of its trainer's genitals with a very loud, almost gun-like pop that made her wince and gasp.

Alex groaned again. His imagination hadn't been entirely accurate, but Gobbler had made her pussy lips and clit swell, and for a few moments he imagined it even bigger, large enough for the Bellsprout to actually suck on like a dick, before he pushed the thought aside.

I'm not into that. Am... Am I? Eh... it'd be sexy on Elle, maybe... but not in general. And I know she started female, I think.

While he pondered, the Pokémon rooted much as it did after blowing him, and Elle reached down with both hands to gently prod and then pull apart her intimate petals, looking down at herself between the valley of her small breasts. "It... it's weird... it should hurt, but it feels so good just to touch."

"Yeah," he mentioned, watching avidly and wondering if he could go another round. It seemed likely. Would Elle be willing in the heat of the moment...? "I'm usually more sensitive than normal for about an hour after, too. The saliva stuff I think."

Elle grinned lazily, letting herself flop back onto the grass, then diddled her tiny but engorged clit a few times, hissing as she did. "To- too much!"

"For now," he teased, then reached for his pants, rolling onto his ass to pull them back up as he fell back beside her. The day was cloudy now, he realized, but there didn't seem to be much chance of rain. "Want to head back?"

"Want to lay here," she replied quietly, "At least for a bit. If Megumi comes onto you tonight, are you gonna fuck her brains out?"

"M- Maybe..."

"Remember I wanna watch if it's feasible."

"Are you sure you aren't a slut? You seem kind of obsessed with sex." He hadn't meant it to be teasing or mean, but an honest question, and Elle, fortunately, seemed to take it that way.

She thought for a moment, still rubbing her mons lightly with her fingertips, legs open to the sky. "Maybe I am... or maybe I will be. I'm still a virgin, remember? But I'm not now."

"I think it's up to you to define yourself," he said quietly, rolling onto one elbow, moving the other hand onto her half-bared belly. "If you want to think of yourself as a slut, go for it. If it doesn't fit your self-image, don't."

Elle was quiet for several minutes, then nodded. A moment later, she glanced down her body again, "You can rub it if you want, just be careful."

"You got your handjob," he reminded her, patting the smooth skin just below the hem of her tank top and then pushing to his feet, "remember this morning?"

With a pout, she levered onto her elbows and then a sitting position while he stood, "You suck."

"I lick. Or I'm willing, anyway."

"And I will suck," she agreed with a grin, "but I don't now. I guess we can head back. Remember what I said about Megu though."

But it was not to be.

When they returned, the other, larger tent was gone, and a hastily-written note was pinned beneath their hot water pitcher, some distance from the cold fire. All their belongings looked safe, and their Bug Pokémon and Elle's Hoothoot, Athena, were still there, the owl only just beginning to rouse as they arrived.

The note was short, simple, and unsatisfying, though the number he found on the back made Alex smile.

Hey, Kinta got out of the way of an Ember too slow, and got burned pretty bad. Daddy says he'll be alright, and that we should've brought Burn Heals, but the whole cave was a bit of a surprise. We got two Growlithes though, and all three of us have Fire-types now! My Trainer Number is on the back. Give me a ring if you want to meet up without the kids- yours and mine- around.

Loves and Huggy-Huggies,

Megumi (I Squirtle 4 U)

Over his shoulder, Elle snorted, "Obvious much? She's hot as hell, though. Gotta love Asians with good tits."

"Not arguing there," Alex agreed, "One more night here, then head back? Bit late to reach Viridian."

"Sure. Uh... we should look for some books in the city. Training manuals for like, Training. I think you can treat Pokémon more like they did in the old cartoon, but I'm not sure. That idea was pretty poorly implemented in Gen43, but I'm betting they brought it back for this game."

"That would make sense," she agreed, "Sure. I'm gonna sleep outside though, should be a nice night."

"Mm... I will, too, but I'm leaving my tent up in case it rains."

"Okay. What's for dinner?"

The girl had slipped her pack off while he read the note, and was already rummaging through it. "I've got... some beef stew, and a package of vegetable soup. Wanna mix 'em?"

"Sure."

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