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Chap. 56: Cerulean Surprise
"So do you two need any sunscreen?"
It was the latest in a long string of questions Robin had asked Elle and Alex, most of which they hadn't bothered to answer. The Nipponese girl with pink hair had kept up a seemingly random chatter for most of the last hour. It was innocuous enough, but Alex knew full well what she was trying to do: disarm them verbally and mentally.
He knew, because every dozen or so questions or harmless observations about the weather, Cerulean City, the game world, Pokémon in general, or their own individual likes or dislikes, there was something that should have seemed equally harmless, but that made his hackles rise.
Like most, the question about sunscreen had been responded to with a noncommittal grunt. But two minutes ago, the question had been one of those. "What do you think about GameFreak's mission here?"
He knew Elle had caught it too, given the strange look the girl had given him the moment Robin had turned back around to walk forward instead of backward down the path. His mind was racing about it too. What mission? This was a game. What mission would they build a game like this, so involved, so huge, to accomplish?
Were they testing drugs on the Beta Testers? Or testing the technology, which had largely been proven already?
There were a hundred questions that one simple one had raised, but Alex had no answers. He couldn't discuss it with Elle there, either. Not with Robin, who claimed to be working directly for GameFreak and Maline Greengrass, within earshot. And she definitely was. The girl's senses were as sharp as anyone he'd ever met, and her body language displayed her on alert for any sign or signal or whisper the two people walking behind her might share.
"Why're you hard?" Elle hissed quietly as Robin turned a corner in the now-paved trail ahead of them. "Watching her cute little ass?"
Alex coughed, "I, uh..."
His girlfriend, his lover, whatever she was, gave him a significant look and stopped, though one hand fell to his shorts to squeeze his erection through them. "Arceus, you're stiff. Heh... don't worry, you've got my permission to pump that slut full of jizz all you want, if I get mine, too. But Alex, you know you can't trust her, right? Not for anything. No pillow-talk. Don't let her seduce you into giving up... well, anything. Not to Greengrass."
Alex returned the favor by groping Elle's small chest for a moment, then rumbled quietly, "You do remember you were the one that she got someone else to seduce, right? I've got self-control."
"Some... sure. I do, too. No reason not to have your fun, just keep tight-lipped. I really don't trust her. She's fuckable, though, damned sure."
"To you, what isn't?" Alex asked with a chuckle as the girl in question's pink hair became visible through the leaves again.
"Not much," Elle admitted with a laugh. But she didn't let go.
"You guys coming...? I can give you a minute if you want to bone or talk or whatever."
Alex blushed. Elle turned a little pink, but she looked down the path with an expression of supreme confidence in herself, "Nah, we can do that later. We're coming, just had to have a word. No offense, of course."
Robin only shrugged good-naturedly, "Don't worry about it. I swear, I'm not a spy. I wouldn't have told you I worked for GameFreak or that Maline was my boss if I was, right? I mean, I guess technically I'm supposed to report on you, but they already know everything you two do anyway, so... if you guys want a minute without me around, just say so. I promise, I won't be offended. I might be jealous if you guys are fucking, but I've got my Pokémon if I get needy. Hell, I spent most of yesterday fucking one of them."
Alex swallowed.
Elle grinned down at her, "Really? I haven't done that yet, but I've been thinking about it for a while. How is it?"
"Amazing," Robin giggled, "I was so wet, all day. Feel a bit dehydrated now, to be honest."
Alex's cock throbbed. He felt it, and knew Elle did too because she gave him another squeeze before letting go. "Well, alright... how far until Cerulean? Know any good hotels, or should we just stay at the PMC?"
"The good hotels in Cerulean are the PMCs," Robin replied with a shrug, "Also, nice cock. I'd love to take it for a spin sometime."
"Er, t- Thanks," Alex muttered, more than a little embarrassed.
Elle didn't help. As was often the case, of course. "You can fuck him if you want, I don't mind sharing my boy-toy, but I get to watch at my discretion. And if you go both ways..."
Robin licked her lips as she looked pointedly at Elle, "You have no idea, Elle. Trust me, I do. I think we're gonna be great friends! But no, seriously. The 'hotels' in Cerulean are mostly run by Team Rocket, and are basically just brothels. I mean, by all means, if that's your thing, hit one up. But if you just want a place to eat and sleep and fuck or whatever, the PMCs are your best bet, because they're League-owned, not Rocket-owned."
"I... What? Prostitution's legal?"
"Why wouldn't it be?" Robin shrugged, "But the way Rocket does it isn't strictly on the up-and-up. They're criminals in this world, after all. The brothels are fronts for all sorts of things. Drug trafficking, human trafficking, Pokémon trafficking... you get the idea. At least, that's what Dr. Phillips and Greengrass always told me. 'Fuck people at Rocket's brothels all you want, Robin, but don't buy into their other shit. No good'll come of it.' Over, and over again they drilled that into me. Into all of us, really."
"Us? Who's Dr. Phillips?"
Robin grimaced, then rolled her eyes, "We've got a lot to talk about. Maybe you'll trust me after I answer all that. But it's not safe to talk too much out here."
"What do you mean?" Elle asked, gesturing around at the thick forest, "We're out in the middle of the woods. Who's going to be listening in?"
The rosette grinned, "Pokémon. People. Listening posts. There's a trail about three hundred feet that way up the hill, too. Anyone with an electronic ear could hear everything we say, and we'd never notice. So... not safe. Look, I know you guys don't trust me. Greengrass has been giving you plenty of reasons not to trust her. But she's got your best interests at heart, alright? All of ours. GameFreak is... well, they aren't perfect, and I won't say they are, but they aren't the bad guys here. Rocket is, if anyone. GF's just trying to save our species in the best way- ways, really- it knows how."
"Prove it," Alex told her. "Prove we can trust anything you say. Hell, why would Pokémon of all things, be listening?"
Robin blinked as if she were surprised, "Because they're as smart as we are? Some of them, anyway. You guys ran into a couple of Rocket goons, it's been on the news. They're spinning it entirely differently than the truth, I'm sure, but those two crazy people had a talking Meowth, right?"
"Y- Yeah," Elle agreed hesitantly.
"Proof Pokémon are smart. It's not all of them, of course. Some are simple-minded... but none of them are dumb. Even a Paras or a Rock-type has a brain in there. Some are smarter than others, just like with people. Very few can learn to talk to humans... but they can all talk to each other. One Pokémon gets bribed- usually with food or mating- to report to another, and that Pokémon either reports to someone who can talk, or to someone who reports to someone who can. Simple enough. Even with the whole 'telephone' scrambling information, I'm sure they get a lot of useful intel that way. It's how they stay ahead of the Indigo League's efforts, I think."
"I... Huh." Alex didn't know what to say. It sounded surreal, far-fetched, but at the same time... they'd both been taken off-guard by the talking Meowth. And Elle could certainly communicate with Loki in some way he didn't understand. Morpheus too, probably... at least one-way. The Psychic could have been reading her mind, after all, and the Ghost too. At the same time, his own Pokémon seemed to understand everything he said, including complex topics.
Well, Sappy didn't seem to understand that Evolving was a good thing, but... aside from that, they were pretty smart.
Hadn't he actually reasoned with Spike, to get him to cooperate with training? To calm him down after his crushing defeat that crazy day outside of Viridian?
No, in light of that... Alex had to concede she had a point. "Well, okay, say you're right about them listening in, then. How would a city be any safer?"
"Because by League mandate, all PMCs are listening-device free aside from the security footage, which doesn't record audio except in public areas? And there's nothing video-based in the rooms? Because I have backup?"
The device the girl pulled out of her pack was unfamiliar to Alex, though he suspected what it was immediately, having seen similar things in holo-films. Elle gasped, though. "That's- that's a Sky-tech jammer! Those things are supposed to be top of the line! How'd you get one in-game?"
"In- oh," Robin grinned, almost devilishly as she waved the sleek, black plastic device in the air, "You'll see. We have a lot to talk about, like I said. Come on, we should get moving. Time's wasting, and I'm thirsty as fuck. We should get into town, get dinner, get a room. Or rooms, if you still don't trust me. We can talk there."
She turned and started walking down the path again, leaving Alex little choice but to share another confused, questioning look with Elle, then follow after her once more.
"Yes, that's it," Executive Ariana sighed softly as Morley eased his erection into her pussy.
He grunted in pleasure too, "You're pretty tight for a whore."
The older woman smiled sweetly, a moment before her razor-sharp nails left a trail of blood down his bare chest. "Watch your language, young man. I don't care if you're a good Operative or not, I can still erase you. I'm not a whore. I fuck for fun. I employ whores."
Fighting to ignore the pain, Morley snorted, "My bad, then, I suppose. Still... Never dreamed I'd get this chance. You're pretty famous for being picky, you know that?"
The red-haired woman, who had started to dye it (just a little) judging by the faint mismatch between her slowly-graying roots and the rest of her hair, but he had seen enough images of her over his years with Team Rocket to know that it was pretty close to her natural color. And he had to admit... "You're still fucking hot," he chuckled, reaching down to grab one of the massive tits on display.
Her body started to rock in time with his thrusts, moving back and forth on the couch of her office, though he was a little disgruntled to see his temporary boss' distraction as she reached out for one of her seemingly perpetually-horny Pokémon's cocks. The Alakazam made a strange little chirp as she started to stroke it, seeming to relax in its owner's skilled hands far more than it had been at any point thus far in their meeting.
At least it had been productive, and there was a bonus at the end. "Hah... damn, this is a dream come true for the boy I used to be," Morley chuckled, "fucking you in your office."
"What can I say," Ariana admitted, "I reward good work, and I've heard you have a nice dick. Good to know the rumors were true. I haven't been hit this deep by a human in years."
"Then I'm glad to satisfy," he shot back.
The Executive grinned snarkily, "I didn't say it was satisfying... but we'll see. You've got potential, at least. Anyway, Proton's assets are secure enough, at least from me. Unlike certain Executives, I do actually believe in working together for the benefit of all. I wouldn't be the financier of most of our operations if I didn't. You can tell him our meeting was productive... and if you actually make me cum on this pretty, fat dick of yours, then I'll even let you tell him you had to bargain me down, but were successful."
"I see," Morley replied with a predatory grin, "Well... I think I can accept that challenge, Ma'am. Make you cum, you say..." Then he reached down for the woman's neck and took hold with his other hand, pressing his thumb into the soft spot over her neck where the richest blood flowed. "You'll be doing that, then, because I know your type, Executive. Top bitch, queen of the sheets... you're still a whore, who loves to be taken. Don't you?"
For a moment, as her hazel-green eyes hardened, Morley was worried the Alakazam or one of the other extremely powerful Pokémon Executives surrounded themselves with would end his life... but Ariana, breath wheezing as it passed by his too-tight hand, waved them off. "Mmm... yes," she all-but choked, "Yes, you hit it right on the- the head! Use me! Use my slutty body!"
He did, relentlessly. By the time Morley Vaan was done with her, Ariana was a mascara- and tear-streaked, sobbing mess from the nose up, but his cum dribbled from her mouth, her cunt, and her ass. All three had been given a load by him over a session that took two and a half hours, and culminated in the Alakazam itself taking part of her rear door while he had his second round up front at the same time.
"Next time," Vaan promised with an almost sadistic grin, "I'll use my Pokémon, too, and you'll feel even better."
Ariana only gave him a shaky thumbs-up from her position on the fluid-stained carpet. Morley left, satisfied, happy with the day's work. That was why he loved Rocket so much. Not only did the smarter higher-ups, like his actual boss, reward good behavior and performance, the rewards were good. He hadn't had an orgasm like that in days. Not since Adisa, really. Not even his 'mons had been that good.
... Maybe it was time to avail himself of his Operative Discount at one of Ariana's establishments. If he could find someone suitable enough, anyway... his tastes had grown increasingly picky of late. Not that there was anything wrong with that. But maybe...
Robin set her backpack down with a sigh of relief first, then placed the take-out bag with her dinner on the counter of the room she could only assume (with good reason) that Elle and Alex would be using at the Pokémon Center in South Cerulean. Then she turned to them and reached for the hem of her shirt.
She paused with the bottom of her tits exposed, when she noticed the other two were watching her with wide eyes. "Oh, uh, yeah. I'm not at all body-shy, by the way, and I prefer not being clothed. So... you don't mind, do you?"
"... Not at all," Elle shrugged after a moment.
Robin noticed her watching intently as she lifted the shirt over her head and removed the rest of her clothes, just as efficiently as she had done on the trail a couple of hours earlier. She sighed in relief when she was naked down to her shoes, then sat on the king-sized bed with a soft bounce that made her breasts jiggle delightfully. It caught Alex the hunk's attention, too, and she smiled as she lifted a leg to start pulling off her pink tennis-shoes and socks. "Seriously, I hate clothes. I guess... hate is a strong word, but I dislike them pretty intensely. Comes from growing up naked in a tank, I guess."
"G- what?" Alex asked, a burger half-way to his mouth and frozen in the air.
"In a tank. Specifically, a medical suspension tank. Like I said, lots to talk about," she replied as she finished with her shoes and reached for her own crispy fish sandwich. "Mm... tasthy! Good thauthe."
She might have deliberately ignored the tartar sauce dripping from her sandwich onto her left boob a few bites later. Robin also might have waited until both had very clearly noticed before she lifted it off with one finger and stuck the saucy delight into her mouth, then sucked the digit clean. "Seriously, that's good."
Robin giggled as leaned forward to grab her half-consumed soda, knowing both of them were watching every move she made. She took a long pull, nearly finishing it, then leaned back onto her elbows, instead, her nakedness proudly on display. "You know, I'm not sure if I should be horny 'cause you're checking me out, or annoyed that you're suspicious. Either way, you're both watching me like hawks."
"What's a hawk?" Elle asked.
"Predatory bird, went extinct a century and a half ago," Alex muttered, clearly embarrassed to have been called out as he finished his own burger and fries.
"So, both, then," Robin announced with a grin. "Alright, well, I don't mind laying your fears to rest, and I really don't mind if you look. People have been looking at me all my life, after all. Where to start... I suppose with myself. I already know a fair bit about you, since I've had access to your files. Sound good? I'm an open book, so let me know if you have any questions."
"My parents were, I've been told, essentially nobodies. Decent genetics, but aside from that, no one of consequence. Some of the innumerable people held down by the wealthy in our world. I was sold- rather than being euthanized or put into an orphanage- to GameFreak when I was four, the process finished when I was five. I don't remember... well, anything from before that. I grew up after that in a virtual world."
"Like this one?" Elle asked quietly.
Robin shook her head, "Completely unlike it. I knew it was virtual. But it was all I had known for so long, and I couldn't remember... so I went along with it. I knew it wasn't real, but it was all I knew, so I acted as if it was. It may as well have been, anyway. I can say that, by the way, because GF already knows. They know everything about me. If you think you were being watched... I have an entire lab in their building, a whole floor almost, dedicated to watching everything I do. I had a different lab watching, teaching, testing me and the other people like me... but I'm the last one left. I'm the only one that really survived the process of making me what I am."
Alex frowned thoughtfully, "And what's that?"
Robin smiled, a little sadly, "A perfect spy, in a way... but also the next step in Evolution. And I mean that with a Capital-E, bu also a small-E. I am human... and I'm a Pokémon. I'm half and half, what they call a Combinant."
That wasn't enough of a bombshell, of course, at least not for Robin. She also figured it would be easier to simply lay the truth on them, all at once, and let them absorb it together than think she was holding back. Even if the truth would be hard to process. "Of course, you're Combinants, too. At least, your bodies in this world. Everyone here- the players- are Combinants. Your bodies, like mine, were grown in a tube. That's what Lab 30 is for, I think. That one's a whole two floors of the GF building. Your real bodies are on Earth, sleeping."
"Wh- What?" Elle and Alex asked together, sounding shocked.
"Exactly, just like it's a game, right? The most believable lies... your real bodies use the SoNinTen system, yes... to drive your Combinant bodies. Which are real... because this whole world is real. It's an alternate universe version of Earth. This isn't a game at all... and the stakes are far more than life or death."
The young woman of seventeen or so that Robin was truly hadn't wanted to shatter their world-view so spectacularly. She wanted to be their friend, and for more than just the mission, no matter how important that was. Still, she did enjoy the profound look of what the actual fuck on both of their faces.
She enjoyed it quite a lot.