A/N: If you want to know what the 'more realistic' Pokémon in Truth and Lies look like, a good place to start would be Joshua Dunlop's art. You can find it at "joshuadunlop (d0t) art stat ion (d0t) c0m." ... Ffnet is getting more annoying with their filters. He's done most of the first 151, and a couple extras (Espeon and Umbreon come to mind), plus his art is amazing in general. Worth a look.
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Chapter 8: Mouthing Off
Elle woke up with a stiff feeling in her knees and lower back, but also feeling far warmer than she'd expected. Only as she blinked her eyes and started to move did she realize the stiffness at her back wasn't hers, but something long and hard rubbing there, almost like a smooth rock with a gentle curve. Consciousness returned quickly once she remembered she'd fallen asleep with Alex rubbing her tits.
Okay, so he's still there... clearly asleep, as relaxed as he is. Shit, I gotta pee, but I don't want to move.
His right arm was still around her waist, the other had fallen to the side underneath their combined sleeping bags.
She shifted a bit more, hoping to relieve the pressure in her bladder, but froze when Alex' morning wood rubbed up and down her back. Okay, so that's getting me excited... didn't realize my back was a turn-on, but... shit. Now I really gotta go. Damn it...
The girl hurried to unzip half of their bags again and climb out, but was careful this time to not land on, or punch, her companion in the chest as she slipped out, then gently pulled the fabric back around his neck to preserve the warmth for him, and her if she decided to rejoin him. Their Pokémon, all except Loki, were huddled together, the Grass, Bug, and Poison-types seeming not to care that they were normally predators towards each other, each sleeping around or nestling up against the much larger Lickitung.
She felt a bit bad about it, but after a few seconds' prodding had her own Weedle and the one she thought was Alex's Caterpie awake, and with a bit of explaining, the two were working to make a double-thick rope of silk. One that she fastened to the still-existing but more fragile webbing just beyond the tent curtains, double-attached again with another few String Shots from each, and then climbed down carefully, rappelling down the same way she'd sort of seen Alex do on his way up.
It was terrifying, taking that first step off the ledge, but she was confident that, with the ground a bit dryer, she'd at least survive the ten-foot fall. The worst that could happen to her, she expected, was a sprained ankle.
But her feet held firm on the mostly-dry rock, and the sticky rope held her hands quite well, too, so she was able to gently step her way down, using ledges if she could but otherwise side-walking, until she let her feet fall and catch the soft grass at the edge of the ravine floor.
Then she let go, having to roll the rope against the stone a bit to wear off the adhesive on her hands, and hurried down the slope to where a large bush would provide some cover while she relieved herself.
Climbing up was a bit harder, the rope was a bit more stiff and less sticky, but by stretching her hands up, Elle realized it wasn't nearly as far as she'd felt like last night, or even this morning- she could reach more than half-way with ease.
So she climbed upward, this time using the rope mostly as a safety, leaving her a bit sweaty and a little out of breath but otherwise just feeling like she'd finished a morning warm-up before a jog.
The Caterpie and Weedle had returned to the pile, but now, Elle had other plans. She knew she'd fallen asleep a long time before Alex had, so he might sleep in for an hour or more if she didn't make too much noise. Maybe I can make it up to him. That hot chocolate was pretty good, and we have a few eggs left.
She wasn't the best cook by any means, but she could put salt and pepper on eggs, and knew a fire was plenty hot enough to cook them quickly. She'd even learned how to use the coals to re-light a burned down fire from Alex himself a few days earlier. It wasn't exactly a skill the exceptionally urbanized children of Pacific Mega-City learned often.
But she had it going after a few attempts, her long, hard breaths had woken Lickitung, too, but the creature had only yawned, rolled its tongue out for a good-morning lick on her arm, then let it fall onto the ground where it was and closed its eyes again.
A few minutes later, she'd finished her own rather bland but still tasty Pidgey Eggs and some sort of hash browns, and pulled Alex' off so they wouldn't burn, then sat down to wait.
And by wait, she giggled to herself, I mean, give him a present as thank-you.
First, she went back out into the early morning, where the sun was just starting to reach Pallet Town but it wouldn't hit their more eastern ravine for at least another hour, and gave Gobbler a prod. Once it started to stir, she whispered a few words with a smile, and it immediately started uprooting itself. Is it still getting bigger? It's growing fast. Huh.
The stalk, once about two feet, was now almost three, and the bell-shaped head was about ten inches long now, three or even four wide depending on where it was measured, the mouth in between the extremes.
She, though, had other plans.
First, she had to wake up the Lickitung.
That wasn't hard, she found. A few whispers at its own rather basic, drum-like ears had it stirring again, and letting it scent between her legs had the pink Normal-type wide awake and even grinning in a rudimentary fashion as the tongue withdrew, the lower lip scraping off much if not all of the pebbles and dirt it picked up from the cave floor.
Then she lowered one of the tents carefully from where it hung and used it as a blanket opposite Alex, then lifted the bags open once more to help Gobbler with its task. Only, she found the little creature already more than up to the challenge. Its leafy hands had had little difficulty in maneuvering his shorts down around his scrotum, which hung loose and low. I wonder what they feel like...? It's darker than the rest of his skin. Not too much hair... fuck, girl, you're a randy one, you know that?
She left the blankets uncovered and watched as Gobbler assumed her probably favorite position and lowered her bell over Alex's erection. I can't believe how sexy that is. Who knew?
His groan was even more so, and she felt his hips shift to give easier access at once, though he didn't wake.
Her last step was crossing over to the other side of the cave, facing him, and pushing her own shorts down to her ankles, leaving only her panties and tank-top, then stepping out with one side and sitting down with her legs spread. "Alright, Lickitung... I think you know what to do. God... I can't believe I'm gonna do this."
The fat creature, six inches taller than her waist on four legs and just as wide and thick, stepped carefully over the group of sleeping Grass- and Bug-Types, somehow not disturbing any of them, though as it waddled toward her, she saw the group, even still sleeping, shift towards each other to close the gap left by their heater as it left in search of its own heat.
Lickitung looked toward her master for a moment half-way there, and just the tip of its long tongue came out to lick its lips as she watched the female human's Bellsprout fulfilling her duty for her. Master is pleased, though. Does he like Bellsprout more than me? Maybe I should please the female human. That would make her like me, right?
Truthfully, Lickitung didn't care who her master was. She'd have been fine with that little Nidoran. Even at a quarter of her mass, if that, his genitals matched hers well, and he'd pleased her, too, when the Parasect had covered them in its powder. Now, though, the human girl was giving her another opportunity though, wasn't she? If her Bellsprout could please Lickitung's master, why couldn't she please Bellsprout's?
No reason at all, the creature decided, and stepped away from Alex to take a position on all fours between Elle's feet, then it stopped to look up at her.
Humans look weird, but I suppose I look more like them than I do Bellsprout, or even Nidoran, and Gastly is right out. It doesn't even have limbs besides its tongue. Still, she has the same important parts, right? I've smelled and tasted her enough to know that.
Slowly, her tongue drifted out and to the right, landing against the inside of Elle's left knee. The girl jumped slightly, and glanced at Alex again before whispering, "Go on... you know you want to."
Lickitung had been upset at Elle's anger that her clothes had melted on their first meeting. It wasn't her fault that the fake material couldn't stand up to her sticky, corrosive saliva, she'd just been examining her new companion in the best way she had.
Little known fact outside of Lickitung themselves: they had as many tactile nerve endings in the last two feet of their long tongues than in the entire rest of their body, and fifty percent of that number was in the rest of the tongue, which in some normal-sized specimens could reach as far as ten feet long, and even short-tongued members of the species were usually at least gifted with four-feet muscular, sensitive tongues. The longest, a more commonly known fact, could stretch as far as thirty feet.
A genetic compensation, probably, for their rather poor eyesight that gave hints of shape and color, but little else.
Like a snake, Lickitung could feel, taste, and smell with her tongue all at once, and even get a sense of the locations of other creatures far beyond her meager eyes based on the pheromones and other smells they emitted.
Right now, she caught something from the human girl she had rarely smelled this intensely since they'd met, but that she exuded almost constantly in lesser degrees. In fact, the last time it had been this intense was... That night with the Parasect. But there isn't one around this time, and their other Pokémon couldn't know Lust Powder, could they? Not yet. No, this is something else. Still... it smells good. I wonder how it will taste...?
Slowly, she ran her tongue up the stronger, thicker flesh of Elle's thigh. The girl shivered beneath her, but didn't protest or move away. In fact, her legs spread just a little more, as if inviting her tongue in. Though Elle herself only heard, "Licki?", what Lickitung actually said was, "Are you asking me to do this? Because I will, I don't mind at all, but I know you humans are weird about mating rituals sometimes."
"Do it," Elle urged.
Lickitung, though, understood her master's companion perfectly well, even if the intent confused her a bit. The tongue's tip, two feet wide if she flattened it, but just about six inches and shaped like a shovel head, glided upward, covering more than the entire gap between the girl's legs. As she pressed in, too, just the tip covered all of her genitals, from the top of her trimmed hair to where her rump met with her legs.
Elle gasped, her hips jerking at the contact of the rough, slick flesh, but she didn't pull away.
Lickitung suddenly found a great deal more appeal in the activity, and she'd been quite curious before based on the smell. The girl's genitals tasted divine, like the best honey she'd ever delved from a Combee nest, combined with the taste of ecstasy that came with mating.
Her little round, black eyes blinked shut, then opened slowly, and she found her tongue moving almost on its own, the tip just flicking up and back, brushing across the skin of the girl, who she could already tell was very sensitive to the activity.
"Oh, god that feels good," Elle gasped, one of her hands lifting to squeeze her little teats, the other reaching out for Lickitung's dome-like head, nudging her closer, "More... lick me more, Lickitung. I..."
She did as she was told, now excited to do it, and felt herself growing a bit aroused and ready for mating, too, while she tasted the girl. She knew, of course, that she and the human girl could never truly mate, not in the way she was accustomed, but there was a chance one day that her master would want to mate with her, and if not...
If not, I'm happy with this, she decided, This and Nidoran... he'll be more fun as he gets bigger, too.
As her tongue continued to slide up and down between Elle's legs, the little bristles, knobs, and ridges, almost invisible to the eye, continued to pull and tug even as her saliva lubricated the passage and soon Elle was gasping, moaning, hips writhing and twitching at the tip of her tongue in a counter-motion.
Then she heard her master moan, and caught the scent of his own mating fluids as the Bellsprout woke him for the third time in climactic bliss. Well done, sister, she decided, glad that the little plant Pokémon was able to serve her master like that, even if she couldn't.
Now, I just have to prove that I can serve, too...
Once more, Alex woke up from a spectacular dream blow-job only to empty himself, body roaring with exquisite bliss, deep into the mouth of a certain Grass-Poison Pokémon. This time though, he caught on a bit quicker, and was able to grab it with both hands, intending to pull the Bellsprout off.
Only, what his hands did instead was to push it down, harder onto him, so that its lips hit the very base of his shaft and even pressed into the soft flesh there as he continued to pump semen out, grunting with every pulse.
The Bellsprout stayed on him for a few seconds, too, and only withdrew very slowly this time, the seal of its rough, half-moist lips tugging at all of him as it withdrew with a pop, then sealing around his tip, almost biting at it with the pressure. He could see just one, tiny drop of his own seed escape, but the Bellsprout quickly whipped its head upward and opened it again as the smell of his cum hit his nose, combined with the sappy lubricant it produced.
Shit... Elle had to have heard that!
But as his panicked eyes lifted, he saw at once that she was in no place to judge or scold him.
His own pink Lickitung's long member- the oral one- was between Elle's thighs, clearly licking wildly, as the girl's body began to shake and tremble. "Oh... oh God... Oh God... Oh... f- fuck... Sh- shiiiit!"
Alex' eyes widened in shock and arousal. It was one thing for him, a guy who was a closet pervert (and something of an admitted one, to Elle at least), to ejaculate into a Pokémon's mouth, but Elle to be licked to orgasm by one? That...
It just didn't make sense.
But it was clearly happening, and he already felt his dick swell even as the Bellsprout waddled, mouth heavy and full, out to the entrance of the cave and begin to take root.
He was hard again, one hand brazenly stroking himself in full view while Elle came down from her own climax. His Lickitung, though, didn't show any signs of stopping, and no sooner had Elle's hips stopped thrashing than it started wriggling its tongue again, one soft part at the very tip delving into her folds just slightly.
Then he saw her blue eyes land on him, and she, through breathless pants, called, "Thanks for taking care of me last night. Oh... oh God, another one's coming..."
For a moment, Alex took his hand off his dick as he remembered this was a child he was watching get off.
But when he did, Elle's look of joy faded at once to discontent, "No, p- please... do it... I want to watch you."
His resolve, barely there to begin with, shattered and fell away into shards, just like the dried String Shot silk, scattering on the light wind outside. His hand fell back on the gummy substance, but somehow he staggered upright and made his way, hand still stroking, to look down at Elle, taking in the upright hood of her clit and the tiny pearl there that Lickitung seemed to now be focusing on, almost blurry at the speed her tongue was moving, and how the slender girl's body moved, almost serpentine, as another climax approached.
She's so beautiful. Fuck... I don't know how much longer I can keep saying no to her teasing! This must be how people go to jail for having sex with minors... I didn't even think it was a fetish of mine, but it's got to be now if it wasn't before! I want to watch her cum so bad... I want to make her cum!
His own climax was nearing once more, though it was still a ways off even as excited as he was, when Elle's eyes rolled back in her head, which fell back too. Her left hand flew from atop the Lickitung's head over to his chest and fisted in his shirt, yanking him closer with surprising force, enough that his own head looked down her body, almost seeing what she saw as she was struck by another massive orgasm, twice as strong at the first, that doubled the moisture on Lickitung's tongue in a moment, sending splashes of clear fluid flying through the air.
Just a few seconds later, though, Elle weakly shoved Lickitung away, who looked confused. "No- no more, st- stop! Fuck... too much..."
Alex hadn't had enough though, not of seeing the girl's mostly-untouched cunt, or the view down her tank-top, or... "Come here, Lickitung."
At once, the confusion faded, and his little Pokémon sidled over three steps, then stepped in, her tongue, wet with both her saliva and Elle's juices, slicked up his scrotum and entire shaft. Then, like a sleeve or wet washcloth, almost, it wrapped around his length and molded itself to him before plunging down, and lifting up.
"Oh, fuck," he groaned, the sensitivity of his last orgasm hadn't yet faded, and the eroticism of the last two minutes was already bringing him close to another.
But this... it felt almost as good as the real thing, easily the equal of Bellsprout's technique.
"Cum," Elle urged, the hand on his chest shifting, rolling around his body to reach up and touch his left shoulder, the right sliding down hers to work her pussy gently in slow circles with her whole hand, "Cum, Alex... I want to watch you coat her mouth like I did!"
The dirty talk was too much. Not to make him climax, not quite, but enough to remind him that as fucking amazing as Lickitung's tongue was, he still had a warm, willing human right there.
He spun half-way down, lips crashing into her mouth, his free hand, the one not supporting him, grabbed roughly at her breast, far harder than he had last night.
Elle's body responded at once, arching into him even as her tongue matched his furiously between their mouths, but after just a few seconds as he started to feel tingly all over his body again, her left hand fisted in his hair and pulled his hair back to break the kiss. "Fucking yes, I want to do that more," she whispered from millimeters away, "but first I want to watch you cum. Cum for me!"
That did it.
His hand closed on her tit bruisingly hard, but Alex, looked down at the center of his pleasure as Lickitung's wide tongue, curved into a C, displayed just the thinnest channel as his dick and the white that shot from it, just as much as had filled Bellsprout's little mouth, raised up along the channel, only to drip slowly down before being pushed up again, and again, but two, five, ten more pulses.
Body shaking, feeling utterly spent despite just waking up, Alex sank back to the tent as Lickitung's member withdrew slowly, the tip of her tongue grazing along his head with one playful 'kiss' before it settled back on its haunches and took its tongue into its mouth with a loud slurp and apparent relish.
Beside him, Elle too had collapsed limply onto the ground, one hand still twitching between her legs but not actively seeking pleasure, the other behind his head as she stared wide-eyed up at the ceiling.
Shit, he muttered, My first time like... that intimate with Elle, and I fuck it up by jizzing all over my Pokémon, not her? Shit... I bet she's pissed.
Wait... no. That's not how I should be thinking- fuck, I just let two 'animals' blow me in front of a kid. That's what I should be fucking terrified of right now- if she reports me...
"You... okay?" he asked quietly, hoping she wouldn't panic, or scream.
Slowly, sky-blue eyes moved over to where he still leaned, propped on one elbow, over her, dick hanging out and slowly leaking fluids out the tip, three inches past his shorts even half-erect.
Only then did she look up his body with a faint smile, "Fucking yes, I am... never came so hard in my life the first time. The second was amazing. And watching you do it... I wish I'd seen the first one. I like the face you make, and... well, you know."
Not really... but if it's anything like watching you climax...
He coughed, looking down her body for one more quick glance to sear into his memory forever, "We... we should probably get cleaned up."
"Mm... or we could lay here for a bit."
"... Or that."
She pulled her hand from beneath him and, as he settled back, legs now flat on the ground, she threw one leg over him, the one that carried her panties and shorts, and pressed the wetness between her legs against his still-bare waist. "So... that was thanks for taking care of me, like I said."
He grunted, trying not to pay attention when she humped herself along his side twice, then threw a slender arm over his chest to let it rest there, hand beneath his chin, and cuddled into him.
"And I think, if we beat the Viridian Gym, we can reward each other with... I don't know. Oral sex? I can't believe how good your Lickitung felt- never had anyone go down on me before."
He frowned, looking over at the round creature that was now wandering the cave, licking several different stones and their camping equipment curiously, covering everything in saliva. "I don't know... I think she might've given you... unrealistic expectations. I like to think I'm pretty good at it, but..."
"Performance anxiety?"
He nodded slowly.
The hand on his chest gave him a pat and she leaned in to kiss his shoulder softly, then said, "It felt really good, but the whole time I was wishing it was a person. Wishing it was you."
He swallowed. That's kind of what I was afraid of... "Wh- why me, though?"
She shrugged. "Chance? Serendipity? Destiny? I don't believe in that crap, for the record. Our destiny is what we make for ourselves. But because you were nice from the beginning, and I think you're cute? You've helped me out a lot. Didn't make fun of me for being afraid of thunder, or... anything. And I really like watching you cum. I'm not sure why, really."
It felt terrible, and he experienced a wash of guilt for thinking it, but Alex knew he should, in fairness, return the honesty. "I... like watching you cum, too. It's... hot."
"Okay," Elle murmured sleepily, "you can watch when you want. That's a new rule I propose. Alone time is fine, the whole 'bathroom break' thing. But... we should, I don't know, add another rule for... mutual fun. Like this. You getting Gobbler or whatever, and me getting Lickitung, or... I don't know. Something. It was sexy, wasn't it? Even if they aren't... human."
"I guess," he conceded, "and it does feel good, but it's definitely different than a human doing it."
Elle nodded against him, then rolled onto her back and sat up, reaching down for her underwear and shorts, sliding them up before hitching her waist and finishing the job. "Come on, stud, time to get moving."
As she bustled about the cave for the next few minutes while he cleaned off the leaking remnants of his jizz and returned his own shorts to where they should've stayed, he saw her bend down to pat and then kiss his Lickitung on the top of the head, then coo, "You're a smart girl, aren't you? Yes, you are!"
She sure is... and cunning, too. Wait... heh... no, that's too good... "Alright," he said, rolling to his feet and gathering the tent slowly, one eye on that job, the rest on his proud Pokémon, "I've got your nickname: "Lingus. As in, Cunning Linguist."
Elle groaned, "No, that's bad... I mean, it's good, but... come on. At least add a bit about how she sucks you too. Like Felinguist or something."
"Too long," he pronounced, "Lingus it is. Felingus just sounds weird."
"Fine, whatevs," she muttered, "Hey, um... so, standing rule? You get a hard on on the road, you can borrow Gobbler if you want. At least, once she starts, uh... not rooting down every time. If she ever will."
He glanced out through the now half-open cave at the cloudy, blustery but dry day, where the sun just skated across the bright yellow and green bulb, which was still open wide to the sky with his seed inside it, the aroma occasionally wafting to the back of the cave. "Er, yeah. How long will she stay like that, do you think? I know the first time she did it overnight."
Elle shrugged, then put his pot away in his pack before turning to her expanded screen and looking up Bellsprout's Pokédex entry.
"Huh... she was a bit smaller than average before, but now she's bigger. Weird. Prowess went up to twenty-seven. Currently, Lickitung- er, Lingus, is next in our party at twenty-three, but you have thirty-two. Let me change tabs..."
He watched as the girl's eyes widened, looking to him, then back at the Bellsprout, and down at the screen again. "Huh. So... yeah. Apparently, human fluids- either semen or squirt, really- is beneficial to Pokémon in this game. Like, really beneficial."
"How so?" His own things were half-packed, and he was starting to get more of hers, too, and reached up for the tent that still hung while she read out loud.
"Well... you remember those medicines they had for the first twenty generations or so? They're back... only it's not medicine. They give a permanent stat boost of some sort, like between one and five percent each time, up to a maximum of fifty percent of the Pokémon's base stat. It can be anything, but is usually geared toward the kind of activity that gave it the fluids. Strenuous sex or whatever will give them a size increase, and improve their strength and stamina, while gentle 'love-making', I guess, increases special attack and defense strength. And they can increase or decrease size, but that's more random. So... yeah, she really is bigger, and it's 'cause Gobbler's been sucking your dick."
Alex coughed again at the bold statement, "Uh... okay. That's... weird. Does that mean Lingus will get stronger because of... well, this morning?"
Elle grinned, shooting him an amused glance, "You're still gonna be shy about it, huh? But yeah, to answer your question, she will. Not sure how... I haven't taken a close look at her stats before. Gobbler definitely got bigger, and stronger too, physically. Maybe it wasn't work for you, but each time she's gone down on you was a lot of work for her."
For a moment, Alex was confused, but then he remembered how far she would have to move to engulf him as the Bellsprout liked to do- it was literally moving most of her body about half its length, the equivalent of him doing a sit-up on each thrust. No wonder she was bulking up. "Huh."
"Also, her move- a Prowess move- is called 'Gobble'. I wonder if they named it after her nickname, or...? Eh, whatever. Apparently, she likes deep-throating."
Alex coughed again, and forced himself to focus on tying the tents tightly.
"Okay, so Lingus... Prowess twenty-three, like I said... her tech is 'Cunning Linguist'. I could've guessed, but man... bit on-the-nose, yeah? I can't deny it's true, though, she's... well, I don't have a basis for comparison, but that was some talent if you ask me."
Alex looked up, blushing, but nodded before returning back to his task at hand.
"Cock... he's not gone up. Surprised he slept through the whole thing, really. He has a move, too, but most of our Weedle, Caterpie, Hoppip, Sunkern and Oddish don't. My Ledyba does- Alluring Pattern, which gives it a bonus to attract male Bug-Types. Seems useless, but then again, I'm not into bugs."
"Me, neither," he murmured, shuddering. He didn't have anything against them, they didn't bother him, but mating with one? That was just creepy.
It took another hour for them to finish breaking the camp after eating a quick breakfast of nutrient bars and feeding their Pokémon before stowing most back in their balls and climbing back down the cliff, with their two starters, as always it seemed, walking or floating beside them up the narrow ravine.
"We should find some Rock or Ground types up here," Alex murmured, 'Gear on his head and active, looking carefully as the spotty grass gave way completely to just wisps of green surrounded by sun-baked rock and dirt as they climbed up the high mountain.
"Eh, they're okay," Elle shrugged, "but I guess a Pokédex entry is a Pokédex entry."
"Not your style?"
She shook her head, "I like Electric, Water, Flying, and... well, my starter's main type."
"Which you still won't tell me. Let me guess: Fairy?"
Elle laughed, "No, I don't like girly things at all aside from some fashion. I like comfort and flexibility more. No, but since you don't want me to blow you for winning in Vidiridan's Gym, let's-"
"I didn't say that, for the record," Alex corrected, then flushed scarlet as he realized what he'd just admitted to.
"Okay, so then we can include this with the blow-job," Elle grinned widely, turning to walk backward up the slope for a bit, "I'll tell you not just what Type it is, but the specific Pokémon... But then you also have to tell me something about you I want to know, too."
"What?" he asked suspiciously.
She shrugged, turning back to walk forward, "I don't know yet. I'll have to thin- waaah!"
Elle hit the ground with her hands first as the slope suddenly steepened, but Alex couldn't get to the girl to help her up right away.
She'd tripped over something.
More specifically, a Pokémon. And it was pissed.
At first, he suspected a Geodude, one of the ubiquitous Pokémon that had been in nearly every generation of the game from the very beginning.
But this creature was far too small, and shaped completely wrong. It didn't have two long arms and no legs, it had four limbs, and stood on the hind two almost like a miniature dinosaur, with a ridged, ribbed horn, almost unicorn-like but elongated like a narrow fin, rising straight up from the top of its little, reptilian head. There were black markings, little diamond-shaped patterns, across its green body, a wider, red-scaled patch across its stomach and lower chest also in a broad, rounded diamond shape, and a ring of spines, flexible and rigid, surrounded a stubby tail, while short, sharp white claws tipped each foot and finger.
"Elle... don't move," he said, voice low but none too quiet, "Hey, you! Over here!"
She had frozen immediately after turning over, both knees and hands bleeding a bit, but as she stared at the little red eyes on either side of the Pokémon's head, her blue ones went wide. "A- Alex...? Please tell me you have a plan..."
"Okay, Cock," he said softly, pointing at the angry, two-foot tall monster, "if it attacks her- use Poison Sting. No, wait- start with Leer, but do it now!"
He was sure the other monster out-weighed his Poison Pin Pokémon by two or three times, but they were nearly the same size, and as the purple quadruped leaped forward past him, hissing and spitting, its hard eyes caught the other Pokémon's.
For a moment, it seemed to feel just a little fear, before it opened its own mouth and gave Cock a side-eyed glare of its own, both seeming impressed by the intimidating looks- but not enough to make the angry creature back down. "Again, try to intimidate him more!"
The two Pokémon started to circle, Elle apparently forgotten, and she slowly gathered her legs under her and stood up, then walked carefully, hand on the higher slope behind her, to the side, and back around to where Alex stood as they continued to glare at each other.
He waited until Cock was on the high ground thirty seconds later, then yelled, "Okay, Poison Sting!"
He caught just a glimmer of purple liquid at the tip of its horn, pushed out through the microscopic fissures there, before Cock slammed into the other creature as hard as it could.
It recoiled with a cry, shaking its head and staggering back.
The other Pokémon gave a shrill cry, then leaned in, throwing both stumpy arms behind itself to counter-balance as its powerful jaws closed around his Nidoran's right ear and even caught a bit of its throat.
"Shit, that's Bite," Elle cried, her screen open now, "it's a powerful Dark move- look at his HP dropping! Counter attack, Alex, quick!"
"U- Use Poison Sting again!"
Cock's head thrashed, but it couldn't get free enough to use its main horn. Instead, somehow, it pushed poison from the smaller spines on its left forepaw, and drove that up in a roundhouse-style punch, which caught the heavier Pokémon on the side of the head. This time, it did a little, and he saw a tiny crack appear in the new Pokémon's shell.
"Fuck- it's Rock type," Alex groaned, "And probably Ground! I gotta- Cock, get out of there!"
His Nidoran continued to struggle, but it was useless. Blood began to coat the stones on the ground and the Pokémon's mouth as it continued to tug, then whimper.
Then, in a flash of light, it disappeared.
At once, still furious, the monster spun toward them, and began charging down the slope.
Alex panicked- he didn't know what to do. He had no Fighting types, no Water, and barely any Grass types. Bugs would be worse than useless.
"E- Elle! Help!"
"Fuck no," she cried, dashing to the side opposite him, so the Pokémon skidded to a halt after passing between the humans, "If I help, it's mine! You want it, you get it!"
"Damn bitch," he growled, reaching for a ball out of desperation.
It wasn't the one he wanted.
But the little, black-purple ball of the Oddish twitched as it looked up at the much larger Pokémon... and it cried out in fear. Then, without even a command, green balls of light began to appear, barely visible, around it. They flew toward the Rock-type, attaching, and then sinking into its hard shell.
Elle ran over to him, grabbing his arm, "Look! It's fucking working! That was more than both of your Nidoran's attacks, and it's half of Cock's level!"
Alex frowned as he took a brief moment to glance down.
Yes, it was indeed working. Absorb was Grass-type, which meant, if the weak move was that effective... "Okay, so yeah, it's Ground-type too. This is gonna be great! I-"
His confidence was shaken when his opponent picked up the little, mandrake-like Pokémon with one paw and threw it, hard, straight into the ground.
The green balls of light kept coming, though they paused briefly as it bounced and rolled back to the monster's feet, where it kicked the Oddish back up the hill. "Shit... P- Potion?"
"No, look," Elle whispered, "It's being healed by the Absorb. It's not as much as it's taking, but even that much weaker... it might just make it. If not, by the time your Oddish passes out, the Larvitar... It might just be down."
Alex grinned, "All right, then- keep using Absorb, Oddish! You got this! Don't let up, no matter how much he hits you!"
It didn't last too much longer, actually. While the green-skinned Rock-type was definitely weakening, slowed down by the draining of nutrients from its body, it finished off his Oddish by picking it up with both hands and leaping into the air, throwing it down, and then driving both feet and its entire body against the bulb, which cracked to display bright green sap and innards as the Oddish lost consciousness, possibly mortally wounded.
But the Larvitar hit the ground hard, too, and was shaky, woozy, and even dizzy as it turned toward Alex once more. "Okay... uh... Lingus, get out there and block him. Pokéball time!"
His first toss, somehow, was batted aside by a swing of the Larvitar's head, sending the ball sparking as it rolled down the steep slope.
Then it was on him, mouth open wide, somehow dashing completely around the slower-moving Lickitung.
But its Bite never landed. Lingus' tongue lashed out faster still, wrapping around the creature's waist to slam it into the ground.
It didn't seem to do much, but the next attack made it yelp in pain. "Okay, Lingus, let me try again!"
On command, the Lickitung released the Larvitar.
His ball flew through the air, opening directly at the Larvitar's unsteady feet.
It rolled.
Then it stopped against a protruding stone.
There was no more shaking, and the red light went out.
Beep.
"Good job," Elle cried, lifting her hand for a high-five. He slapped it reflexively, and she cried out, wincing as she yanked it back, "Ouch..."
"Okay, good job, Lingus," Alex said distractedly, stepping around Elle, "Which pocket is your Potion in?"
"The- the bottom right, I think, on the outside."
He found it there, and withdrew the spray-can. "We should probably wash it."
Elle rolled her eyes, then held her hands out. "It's a game, Alex."
Somehow, the reminder that it was true didn't make the rocks embedded in her hand or the bright crimson blood seem less real.
The Potion's effect though, did. Almost at once, the granules and miniscule pebbles began to fall away, the blood disappearing, and the scrapes began to close. Once they were mostly okay, her hands dripping with the spray's medicinal liquid, he crouched down and got first her right knee, then the next, watching as the process repeated itself.
The can, empty, was stowed in his own trash compartment a minute later, and Elle sighed as she sank onto her rear, "That was pretty amazing. The tech here to make the game seem realistic is mind-boggling."
"I guess," he murmured, feeling embarrassed that, for a moment, he had forgotten it was a game. Something about Elle being hurt, bleeding...
That whole sequence seemed way too real for me.
He shook his head, then bent to pick up the newly filled Ball, and opened it up to begin a detailed scan.
The creature, when it reappeared, still hissed and spat at both he and Elle, but it didn't immediately attack. Maybe it was the larger, if lighter, Lickitung standing over it, or maybe it was the effect of the ball, but either way, he felt safe enough after a few seconds to open his screen.
Larvitar, the Rock Skin Pokémon. This specimen is larger than average, at 2' 3", and weighs 174.4 lbs. It knows the moves: Bite, Leer, Sandstorm. Its affection ratings are as follows: Alex: 14. Prowess: 3. Preference: Female (any). Prowess Technique: Comfortable Seat.
He snorted as he read the data, quickly swiping it away before Elle could see it, or think too hard about the implications thereof. "Okay, so he's pretty strong. I'm gonna name him Spike, for obvious reasons."
"Men and their phallic names," Elle laughed, eyes shining with mirth.
"It's not phallic, it's a head-spike," he said haughtily.
"Head spike- yeah... again, thinking with your dick. If I didn't know better, I'd say you were trying to make yourself look better in comparison. It's not working."
"Screw you."
They kept up the banter as they turned north and started moving downhill, not because either was eager to get back to town, but because without Potions left, neither wanted to be caught by another strong Pokémon.
They'd only been walking for a couple of hours, and were back down in the grass-covered hills below Mount Hidaw-something, when Elle stopped him and pointed up, "Look, Flying Types."
"Yeah, but they're way up there," he said a moment later, "And- oh, there's one diving."
In a flash, she was running to the right, further north and off into the hills. Alex, more burdened with weight, hurried to keep up with the sprinting girl with a sigh.
He found her five minutes later, the Bellsprout with its little vine arms firmly wrapped around a bird that, by all rights of Type advantage, should have flattened it, holding it firmly to the ground. "Turns out putting a Pokémon to sleep makes it a lot easier to win with a disadvantage. Go, Pokéball!"
He watched as, without effort, the easy toss just a couple feet away had the wounded, trapped, and sleeping Pokémon disappearing into the ball, which didn't shake, either.
Elle grinned, holding the ball up proudly, "And that's my first pure Flier. Even if it's still a Normal. Pidgey are famous, you know?"
He grinned. Even a century and a half after their first appearance in Gen1, the birds were considered some of the most beautiful and useful Pokémon. "Right on, Elle. Good job. Now, you just have to evolve it twice."
Her smile faltered only for a moment, "Ah, but that's easy. And Gobbler got stronger, too. Look how big her arms are!"
The tendrils, as they retracted, were easily as large as her mouth. He gaped.
"See, I used Hypnosis from Loki to put it to sleep, and keep it that way. Added Confuse Ray, too, but I'm not sure if that even worked 'cause it spent the whole time asleep! So Gobbler used Growth like, five times, and this is what happened. Then the Vine Whip actually hurt it, quite a lot. Just a few lashes, and it was slow enough to trap."
"Good job," he repeated, pulling the girl into a side-hug, "Now, let's get back to town. Of course we'll stop if we can catch any more, but..."