FA/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 NOTE, IT'S SUPER IMPORTANT: Apparently I posted things out of order, a month+ ago. What you thought was Ch. 21 (Underfoot, Not Undergrond) is 22. THIS is 21. Not sure how I made that particular mistake, but it was indeed me that did it. If this is the first time you're reading this fic, ignore this message. But if not, this SHOULD have been posted before what will now be 22, as it should have been (which will be posted ASAP).

Chapter 21

Hard-Rock Times

Robin scowled at the Rattata that had dared Scratch her precious Starter. It had not been the first of course, a great number of the foul little beasts had fallen victim to her Happiny's own attacks over the last three days. Dozens? Five dozen? It was hard to keep track, even for her. But it seemed almost like the Rattata that lived on Route Nine were the only Pokémon left there. She couldn't yet Surf, had no fishing rod, or Headbutt, or any other way to get the harder to catch Pokémon to show themselves, which meant she was left to hunt through the tall grass, just like her ancient predecessors had. Since the now-legendary GenWun, Trainers had used that method to find Pokémon, and now she was doing the same.

In a way, Robin considered it a rite of passage: she was doing what untold thousands of Trainers had done before, in both worlds, in games, in reality. Not just the hunting in tall grass, though that was definitely a part of it. More important was... grinding low-level Normal-Types.

From Rattata in GenWun, Sentret in Two, to Bidoof, Patrat, Lillipup, Gumshoos, Zigzagoon, and Bunnelby, and all the myriad ones that had come after, there was almost always something, some Normal-Type that was found in droves and served as little more than fodder to make a Starter powerful enough to take on an early Gym single-handedly, at least without a Typing Disadvantage.

But this particular Rattata seemed fiercer than all the others that had fallen prey to her Happiny's weak attacks. It had worn itself ragged taking down so many, plus the occasional Spearow and the more rare (thankfully) Mankey. Those ones beat her poor little Starter senseless, but she hadn't yet lost to one. It had a definite Disadvantage in damage output by the numbers, but Happiny had already learned a fair few defensive moves and could self-heal if needed.

It took forever to wear one down, but she could do it, and with every few battles her baby got stronger.

He had already risen from level five- where all Starters defaulted to- to 14, where Pound actually did a fairly respectable amount of damage to the local weak Pokémon. But while his game statistics kept improving according to her 'Dex, she also knew that her Starter would not be learning anything else. She had to find an Oval Stone, or use manuals from now on.
Which meant her offensive library was about as good as the pink ball's offensive stats: Basically non-existent.

She had a plan, but implementing it was... difficult. She couldn't earn money to buy a Stone without being able to beat Trainers or do some other kind of work. She couldn't beat Trainers while she had such difficulty with the trash around here. Not that any Pokémon was 'trash', because they were all valuable in their own way, but the term 'trash mob' had stuck around for a century or two, so why get rid of it now? She couldn't get stronger fast enough.

At least until this hurdle was over. Unless, by some miracle, she did find an Oval Stone just... laying around. It was a cycle of annoyance, at the very least, but Robin knew she wasn't quite stuck. Not yet, no matter how much it seemed like it.

After all... she was a starting Trainer, and they all got given a certain kit. Five Pokéballs hung from her belt besides Happiny's.

This particular Rattata, while a jerk, rude, mean, undesirable, was stronger than any other she had faced, and its blood-shot, shining eyes proved that strength and ferocity even if the larger size didn't.

Five 'balls. Six Pokémon on a full roster. If she was efficient, if she excelled in the real world as she had in training at tossing a 'ball accurately, she could build a winning team with just those five.

A vain goal, she knew, but one that might be fun to try. Still, there were no real consequences if she failed- as long as her first real capture, the first one she would even try, was successful in one or two tosses. She could work with two, or better, three.

Best case, yes, she would have a full battle-roster with just the 'balls on her belt, but really aside from that vanity it would only save her some money. Pocket change later on, really.

"Alright, you," she growled at the purple-furred pest, "you're pissing me off... but I think I can work with you. Here we go- Happiny, hold off. I'm going to catch this little shit!"

The ball flew with a little less precision than she would have hoped, but it still opened on the ground just a few inches behind the snarling, spitting rat, which disappeared into mauve light a moment later.

The ball clicked shut.

It twisted, spun... hopped in the air, shivered, and fell. Rolled a few inches in a circle, and then stopped, shook again... then beeped. One soft, quiet beep, before it fell still.

Robin wiped a bit of sweat she had not known she was releasing from her brow. "Whew... we did it, Happiny! Good job! Now we just have to get to Cerulean City and heal up, then we can train this little bastard into someone with some offense power to make up for yours."

The Happiny's usually cheerful face fell into one of disconsolate despair, and the baby started to cry huge tears that almost looked like a Water-Type attack.

"Oh, baby, I'm sorry," Robin cried as she reached down and picked up her battered, bruised Starter, "I didn't mean it like that! I just meant you're so good at defense, but your attacks are a bit weak- he can help you because his attacks are strong but everything else is weak! That's all! You're still my precious starter!"

It took nearly three hours, the entire time she spent avoiding further fights, before she reached the outskirts of Cerulean City, before the baby had eventually cried itself to sleep.

The thirteenth Kakuna Alex had fought in the last several days cracked apart, its insides bleeding out in a disturbing, and noxious-smelling mess of white and green goo as Spike gave it another stab with his namesake horn. Southern Viridian Forest, which covered a great swath of territory on the western side of Kanto between the central plains and the Indigo Mountains, was a cake-walk compared to what he and Elle had been dealing with ever since their impromptu almost-orgy three days earlier.

The Pokémon in the northern reaches of the forest, between Viridian and Pewter City were only a little stronger individually. According to their Pokédexes, the average level was three to seven, with a rare few capping at ten. Still well below their own team's- at least the combat teams- levels.

But there were so many. Caterpie, Weedle, and Pidgey appeared by the swarm sometimes, five or ten at a time, occasionally even more. Their evolved forms, Kakuna and Metapod, were usually harmless: they did little more than Harden, but they were also useful target- and training-dummies, so Elle and Alex both had sent even their less combat-ready Pokémon against them time and again in an effort to get a little growth in.

They were not all, though. The Caterpie line's final form, Butterfree, and the Weedle line's Beedrill, showed up every so often, too. The first at least was generally not all that hostile, and they could sometimes be avoided. But Beedrill were fiercely territorial, and whenever one of them spotted the group or their Pokémon, often four or five would attack at once.

Alex was not one to have a fear of bugs, and even Elle seemed alright with them in general. That did not mean either wanted to spend much time fighting off swarms of three-foot tall, highly aggressive, toxin-spewing insects with daggers in their abdomen and lances for arms- each of which could inject the same virulent venom.

But they had persevered, and the results of the combat had begun to make itself known. Their combat teams had grown across the the board, each gaining at least two levels. The weaker non-combatants had all grown some too, but since all they had fought were harmless cocoons, level-wise the increase was small.

They were almost out of the forest, though. A grassy field at least a mile across was just a few hundred yards away, visible through the thinning, old-growth trees. The weather was sunny beyond the thick canopy, which left them in a sun-dappled, almost idyllic area.

Were it not for the horde of Pokémon, of course, that seemed hell-bent on stopping them from taking another step.

They were thinning out too, but his and Elle's teams were tired. The first night in Viridian, they had tried camping. It had lasted thirty minutes once the fire had gone down to coals. The first attack had shredded one of their tents, thankfully Elle's smaller one, which was occupied by Pokémon, not herself. They had fought that one off, but another, the first Beedrill, had been on them the moment the six Weedle had been defeated. From then on, it was almost relentless.

They had gathered the camp in haste, abandoning only Elle's tent since it was nearly useless anyway, bent and shredded as it was, and hurried into the night.

Bellsprout joined the fun then, the nightshade-like Grass-Type trying to Absorb from Pokémon and human alike as they passed.

During the day, they had started having to contend with the occasionally Pidgeotto, the evolved Pidgey, which seemed to be hunting mostly the cocoon-type Bugs, or the more evolved ones. Then Ledyba and the rare Ledian, its evolved form, started attacking, too. At least those only showed up in ones and twos, and since Elle already had one, they knew a good strategy to use.

The second night, in the deepest parts of the forest, they had only just found a clearing before deciding that no, they wouldn't be using it. Far overhead were thousands and thousands of strands of silk. Not of the same type strung by Weedle or Caterpie as they prepared to evolve, but ones created by Spinarak and Ariados.

More Poison-Bug types were not something any of them wanted to deal with, so Alex had caught one just for their Pokédexes, and the pair had hurried on.

Only to be dogged by Hoothoots, too.

Needless to say, tired and wounded was an understatement. Elle's hair was tangled and full of twigs and leaves, one ponytail had come completely undone, the tie lost somewhere in the forest. Alex's clothing had numerous rips and tears, and both of them were scratched and bleeding from the rapid pace they had set through the forest, sometimes at a dead run.

Their Pokémon were little better. With their Potion supplies exhausted in the first night, they were run ragged, sometimes on their very last legs. The abstract HP Bar their Pokédexes showed for their battle teams had Lingus with the most Hit Points left, but she was below half. Many were in the red, and Loki, thanks to a very damaging attack by a suicidal Beedrill, was only conscious thanks to the strength it had gained in the battle before it. It was so hazy and indistinct that Elle had returned it to its ball for safety.

Alex couldn't complain. Yggdrassil's frequent, "Your Pokémon, Loki, is dangerously low on health. Head to a Pokémon Center or use Potions soon," was getting obnoxious. Every minute on the dot was a bit much, especially since it only seemed to aggravate the local monsters.

They were almost out now, though.

Just two Pokémon left to fight through, as far as they could tell. One Noctowl, and one rather famous little yellow mouse: A Pikachu.

"Yours if you can catch it," Alex murmured quietly to his companion.

Elle nodded, her voice hoarse as she whispered back, "Not sure I care anymore. So tired... Morpheus, Hypnosis the Pikachu. Kole, use Flame Wheel- don't let it escape if you can help it."

As her Pokémon dashed or waddled forward, both just as wounded as the rest of the party but with sturdier bodies in turn, Alex gave orders to his own team, even less fair: "No mercy. Take it out."

Fire, poison, water, sand, and leaves blasted through the air as they sped toward the Noctowl, and a second volley was loosed as his Pokémon charged forward. Only Shooter, his Remoraid, remained with Alex himself, held in his arms if only to keep it mobile. As a Pokémon it could breathe water or air easily, but it was not exactly maneuverable on dry land after all.

The Noctowl got a good hit in on Surtr as his Ponyta hit it with a powerful Flame Charge, knocking his lone Fire-Type into the red as well, but it could not stand up to the onslaught, and fell to their combined might in seconds.

He was distracted from the soft ping noise his 'dex made as one of his Pokémon gained a battle rank again by Elle's own side of the battle. It was a little slower in the doing since her Pokémon were less offensively powerful than his own, and she'd only sent in two, but the Pikachu was wobbling, teetering on its legs and about to turn tail when she threw the ball.

It bounced off the Electric Mouse's tail, and for a moment, Alex thought it would succeed as a bit of the tail transformed into energy...

But no. Somehow, it was just out of range as the ball landed, and the mouse vanished into the forest, tearing away at full speed.

"Whatever," Elle muttered, shaking her head. "I know I wanted one, but it's seriously not worth it right now. Let's just go. The sooner we make it out of here, the better."

He nodded, "We need to have that talk, too."

"Ugh... so tired."

"You said before Pewter," he reminded her. But Alex honestly didn't care that much, either. Yes, he was still a little mad that she had essentially date-raped him (and what a reverse of the norm that was!) with her Pokémon, but it wasn't like he was unwilling. He just... would have preferred open communication first. They really did need to clarify some of the boundaries between them. And with their Pokémon.

Especially since Elle hadn't said a word about her plans post-Pewter changing.

If they got their first badge here, it would mean actual sex was on the table. Before things got that far, Alex really wanted to make sure they were on the same page as far as that went. The last thing he wanted to do was alienate the girl he was falling for much too quickly, and drive her away.

"If we can rest, sure," the girl replied, "but only if we can rest. Please? Otherwise, let's just... talk while in the city. Before the Gym, yes."

Alex frowned as they started walking, the teams now falling into step behind, ahead, and around them by habit alone without a word. "Alright... but I'm holding you to that. And we should try to rest before then. We don't know how far Pewter is, after all."

Elle just grunted.

That was alright, he wasn't in suspense about the matter much longer. Once they cleared the trees, Pewter's distance was obvious: About five more miles.

Uphill.

It wasn't exactly switchbacks up a sheer cliff, nothing quite so ridiculous as that, but the mining city, one of Kanto's oldest and the heart of its heavy industry sat several hundred feet above them on the opposite end of a wide valley that only got wider where the city itself was before tapering off in a steep-walled mountainside that flanked the rest of the valley. Distant mine entrances and the yellow and orange of heavy machinery that were nothing more than specks of color on the gray and brown quarries and mines in the distance. Even then, Alex suspected that to even be visible as far off as ten or eleven miles they had to be gigantic, easily equal to the largest earth-movers in the real world.

Between them and the city was a huge, open field, similar to the one that had circled Viridian City as they left the southern side of the forest. Like Viridian, it was packed full of Trainers. Many, he knew without more than a glance, were NPCs. There was not a single repeat in hair color, style, or outfit that he could make out. At least, not where one NPC mirrored another identically. Then again, computational power and AI-driven software design had come a long way, and repeated sprite-based graphics were a thing of the past decades before SoNinten had created this newest system. That wasn't all, though. Other players, people just like he and Elle, battled almost all of the NPCs, or caught wild Pokémon in the grassy field. "Looks like it's people training to take down the Pewter Gym," he observed.

"Probably," Elle agreed, sounding even more tired than he was. "Can we just avoid them? That hike's gonna be terrible."

"I think we should try, at least. Who knows how many people we'd have to fight if we just walked straight through. Let's try and find a way to go by people who're already fighting. If you get offered to battle, just say you'll be back tomorrow after healing up."

"Yeah, yeah, old man. I'm not stupid."

Alex rolled his eyes. He knew the girl was smaller, but he was still carrying most of their weight and was just as tired as she was. Elle was probably actually less tired, since she hadn't been lugging around her tent for the last thirty-six hours. But he could be mature. He really could.
It was still a struggle to keep his mouth shut.

Fortunately, no one did more than glance in their direction, and since both were basically trudging along with their eyes on the ground in front of them, no one could say their eyes met, either. The pair, and their Pokémon, were still very grateful that the city's designers had put a PMC very near the south entrance, less than another half-mile past (and upward, of course) the gated entrance to the city itself. Spike, normally reluctant to enter his ball at the best of times, didn't even argue as their teams, backup teams, and other captures were handed off to the local Nurse Joy and her Chansey helpers. With a room secured as well, this time on Elle's dime and 'the suite with the biggest, hottest bath tub you have available', the two staggered down the top floor hallway, which was entirely too long for Elle's taste, and into their rented room.

It turned out 'the biggest bathtub' also meant 'the biggest room', and Alex privately wondered what was left of Elle's in-game account if she had sprung for what would be considered a penthouse suite in the real world. The open space alone was larger than three of the previous rooms they had stayed in, with a kitchen area, a dining counter, and a recessed kiva for watching television or, judging by the consoles set up, gaming. Two other doors led to a bathroom and bedroom with a single extra-large bed, while a sliding glass door opened to a private balcony with a hot tub on one end. "Nice view," he noted as the pair set down their backpacks and stood back up with a groan.

It was, in fact, a very nice view. They were facing south, Viridian City distant against the horizon but visible because of the sheer size of the buildings in its downtown area, with the vast expanse of the northern forest and miles of field stretching down and away beneath them. The Indigo Mountains rose high on the right, while the hills and plains were hidden behind the smaller range that surrounded Mount Moon.

"Shower, then hot tub?"

He nodded, "Yeah, you can go first. I'll order dinner."

"'Kay. Something hearty but easy to eat? Thick soup?"

"Ooh, that sounds good," he agreed, and looked for the room service phone while keeping only half an eye on Elle's body as she started dropping clothes on the way to the shower.

The housekeeping service was going to hate them, but... he couldn't care. It took a good five minutes to decide on what he wanted and put in an order from the available menu, but Elle was still in the shower when he started taking off his own clothes.

It might be pushing the boundaries in some ways given the conversation they needed to have, but they had also showered together before. Even if their injuries weren't as severe as when they had failed at The Underground Gym, he knew Elle was just as worn out.
This time, though, things were less likely to escalate beyond simple showering, if only because he was going to insist.

Adisa read the email from her watch-mounted holo-screen with some confusion, but nodded and pressed the Confirm button at the bottom. The instructions were from Morley Vaan, and seemed to be part of a group email he had forwarded, then added some for her specifically himself.

Team Vega-Alpha-Alpha-Neon 3;

Rally Point: Cerulean North PMC.

Rally Date: 09-01-2218; 14:25.

Bring your Public Team, make sure they are healed and that you have adequate supplies for one day of combat versus Trainers. Resupply will occur during Mission, but limited to one per day, beginning the second day of Mission.
More details will be given during the briefing at the Rally.

Do Not Be Tardy. VAAN has no time to waste for those who waste his.

Team Rocket United, Team Rocket Forever.

Below that message had been the Confirm button, then below that, Morley's more personal message.

Adisa, I'm sorry I have to send the information this way, but you deserve to know a little more about what is going on. The League- Indigo League- is sending a small army of Trainers into a death-trap. We can't stop them, but we can keep some of the chaff from falling victim to it. In short, we're going to run a little pre-trap trial. VAAN3- the group who got that email, which now includes you- will be meeting at Cerulean's northern PMC in nine days. I need you to be there, and it's important enough I'm going to come pick you up personally. Well... that, and I want to see you again.

But personal matters and feelings aside, your skill will be integral to the mission. I need you to run herd on the weaker Trainers working for us, so you'll be second in command of this mission, right under me. What we want you to do is, in short, thin the herd. Make sure that only the Trainers tough enough to get past you can make it to the trap itself, which will be even more dangerous.

We will be providing some 'prizes' for those Trainers that can beat you, and of course taking care of your healing costs, too. For those that can't... well, it's just more training for your own team, right?

Arceus willing, we'll be able to keep any Trainers unable to handle what's ahead from getting themselves killed. The area beyond just a bit north or northwest of the city is deadly, and we should keep all of them out if we can. If they can handle you, they should be okay.

Good luck. I'll see you in a day or two.

-Morley

For some reason, there wasn't a 'reply' button that she could see, but the email closed and deleted itself once she hit Confirm. It made some sense, if Indigo was, for whatever reason, doing what Morley said that Rocket should hide their actions. Still, the cloak-and-dagger wasn't really her strong suit. She could do it if she had to, but preferred to operate openly.

Oh well, needs must. She looked toward her Machop as she finished her breakfast in the Pewter City East PMC. "Well, Machop? You ready to smash this Gym Leader and get our first Badge? Looks like we need to get a move on."

"Chop!"

"Good. Let's go."

Alex gaped from the central area of the penthouse as he watched Elle climb into the hot tub, completely naked. It wasn't that he wasn't used to seeing it, though he wasn't. It was more that she was brazenly showing anyone who happened to be looking in her direction. They were only on the third floor!

But Elle didn't seem bothered by it, so Alex forced himself to leave just his boxers on as he followed after her.

The blonde's raised, curious eyebrow as he stepped out through the open glass door made him hesitate. Her breasts were small, but it was still enough to show her hard, pink nipples bobbing on the surface of the churning, steaming water.

"Fine, you win on this," he chuckled, then pushed them down and walked out with his cock swinging, as nude as she was. Of course the girl got an eye-full of his already swelling dick as Alex climbed in and sank down opposite her with a groan and a sigh of bliss.

The hot water in the shower was nice, but they had been efficient and just washed the grime, sweat, and blood from their battered bodies.

This one was going to be a long, deep soak if he had anything to say about it.

Both were quiet for several minutes as the water burbled and heated, easing much of the lingering tension in their muscles. Alex cracked an eye to find Elle leaning with her head back, her feet floating just over his thighs, between his lower arms as they bobbed along, but mostly submerged. "You don't get to hypnotize me, or whatever that was, ever again."

Elle groaned, "Now?"

"When better?"

She sighed, then raised a hand, twirling it in the air once before it splashed back into the near-boiling liquid, "Fine. I'm sorry. I just didn't know how else to just... make you lose control."

"Lose control? I almost fucked you, Elle. I was this close." He held up a finger and his thumb about a hair apart. "You said you wanted to wait. I kept control only because of you. Why would you want to make me lose it?"

He wasn't angry, wasn't yelling, but the girl still flinched, almost as if struck. "I... have a kink, okay?"

Alex's eyes narrowed, "What kink is that?"

"A- A rape kink," Elle admitted, "I mean... well, that's the one I'm talking about. Obviously I have a lot of kinks, but that's the one I... I meant. Not that I want to be, not really, but like... the fantasy of it, I kind of get off on that. On being taken."

Alex let out a long, slow breath. He could see that had taken a lot for the girl to admit, especially as tired as she was. Or maybe that made it easier? Maybe she didn't have the emotional strength to keep her walls up. In that case, it might be the absolute best time to have this conversation, even if doing so would make him feel like a cad or a heel. Still, he could at least help her feel a bit better about that. "It's... not that uncommon, from what I know. Which isn't a lot, I'm no sexpert, but I know that's actually kind of common as kinks go. For men and women, not just men."

"I know," Elle told him, cracking one of her own eyes for a moment to stare at him before she let it drift closed again, "I just... we're lovers. At least... I think we are, even if we haven't gone all the way yet. You're... the closest thing I'll probably ever have to a boyfriend, or a- a mate for life, or whatever."

She didn't say husband, and for a moment Alex questioned why before he remembered her mentioning her home life as not being all that great. Maybe her views on marriage were skewed?

"So... so admitting something like that to you is... harder. I feel more... I don't know, open. I could say it to someone I just met without batting an eye, but with you? It means more, or something. I don't know."

"I can see that," he replied after a few seconds, "Admitting our faults- not that I consider a kink a fault- to someone whose opinion we care about it always harder than to a stranger, so that makes perfect sense to me. It takes guts. But I want you to promise me you'll never do that again. Not the Psychic... whatever that was."

"But I want you to fuck me- or at least, that day, I wanted you to just bend me over and stuff me full of that thick cock."

"And how have you felt since?" he asked pointedly, "What about now?"

He gave her a while to respond, and Elle took advantage. It was more than five, by his impromptu count, before she did, in fact. "I felt... guilty. I knew it wasn't what I should have done, Alex. I just... I wanted to try. And now? I still want you to, but I want you to do it."

"Okay, we can table that for now, but today I'm just going to say I'm too tired. Now, I have one other question for you: How do you think I would have felt, if I had claimed you right then?"

Her answer was a bit in coming, but less than a minute this time. "Guilty," Elle answered softly.

"Exactly. I would... I don't know what I would have done, Elle, but if I ever actually, really, forced myself on someone I... fuck, I think I might just kill myself."

"Don't," Elle told him seriously, even glaring at him with her head up before it lowered again. "If you did, I wouldn't know what to do. Just... don't. Look, Alex, I know it was stupid. I'm still young. I might be an adult in the eyes of the law and GameFreak, and this silly, amazing game, but I'm still young. I'm going to screw up. I know I did, and I'm sorry. I can't say it won't happen again, but I can promise I won't do this one again. At least, not to you."

His eyes narrowed, "Who would you do it on, then?"

Elle grinned cheekily and shrugged out of the water, "Oh, a Pokémon or two, maybe. Once I'm used to taking a dick, anyway."

He stared.

She laughed and sat up, bringing her arms up near his and lowering her feet into the water as she did. "What? Don't think I didn't notice you contemplating sticking your rod into Lingus. Just watching you finger her... Then you did it to me, and... fuck, that whole evening was so hot."

"You... do know you got basically bukkaked by two Pokémon, right? And you literally sucked off a Growlithe and a Ponyta."

"I know, like I said, it was hot," Elle chuckled. "I didn't have Morpheus blast me, Alex. I was very aware of what was going on. I might've gotten a bit lost in the moment, but I wanted that to happen. I told you before I'd be fucking Pokémon. I meant it. If that's a problem for you, tell me now."

"I can't," he groaned, letting his own head fall back now to stare up at the blue sky above them. "I... don't know if it is, or not."

"Well... it's getting to be about time. Look, I haven't lied about what I want. I want to have fun, I want to explore, fight, catch Pokémon, get stronger. I wouldn't mind a stint at Champion, but if you want it, go for it. I want to see what this game has to offer in every way possible. I want... I want to take Surtr up my ass, eventually, while you fill my throat. That's a milder one for me, Alex. I'm a kinky, slutty girl. But I want to be your kinky, slutty girl. As long as you want me around."

"I do. I want you around for- for the whole game. Maybe longer. I don't know, Elle, it's just... this is still a lot to take in. I won't know if you fucking Pokémon bothers me or not until you do it. I just... not other guys? For now?"

Elle shrugged, "Sure, that's easy. I want the option left on the table, but I'm not like, really a slut. I don't cheat, if that's... well, I guess some people would call it cheating to fuck Pokémon too, but they're ours. I don't want to just fuck anything with a dick, though. Especially not any random Tom, Dick, or Dingus. Megu... well, I'd fuck her."

"She was pretty fuckable," Alex admitted with a chuckle.

"Then do it. Call her, see if she's in town tomorrow."

"Wh- what?"

"Fuck her. She's hot, and just because... well... Confession time? Total honesty?"

He nodded. "Y- Yeah."

"I want to watch. I want to see you pound that little Asian pussy into the mattress while I diddle myself. Turn her into a moaning cumdump. Then... I want you to do it to me. I want to suck her juices off your cock."

"You are a fucking tease."

"I'm not," Elle told him seriously, "Because I mean every damned word. I want you to have every girl you want. Every Nurse Joy, every Trainer who's sexy, every fucking slutty Pokémon hole you want to fill, I want you to fill it. And then I want you to come back to me, and tell me about it- or let me watch- and fill me up, too."

He was at a loss. It wasn't an unheard of kink, either. Not quite a Cuckqueen, but something like it? No, that wasn't quite right, either. But something close to it. He could only ask, "Why?"

"Because thinking about you driving other girls to the heights of ecstasy, making them crave you like I do, and then coming back to me gives me power over them? Makes me feel good about myself? Because I like porn as much as anyone else, and it's fun to imagine or watch? Who knows. Not me. I'm not a psychologist, Alex, and no matter how smart I might be I'm still a little young to know myself all that well. I just know I like it. It doesn't have to be any deeper than that. At least, not for me."

"You're still a tease."

"I'm only a tease if I leave you hanging forever. And I fully intend to take care of that erection you've got, just not right now. You wanted to talk, so we're talking first. Not that I blame you, we really did need to get this over with. I hated the last two days- and not just 'cause we were constantly fighting."

He had to concede she was right, at least about those latest pertinent points... and about having a raging erection. Their conversation and her nude body in the hot tub would have ensured it anyway. "Alright, fine. So no more mind-fuckery, and... and after we've had that gentle first time, after you've healed, so after Pewter, I'll think about... being a little more aggressive. Alright?"

"You need to do more than think about it, but that's fair. I meant what I said before, too, about just... telling me, Alex. Even if it's just like, a random stray thought about sex. Tell me, and I'll jerk or suck you off. Later, after the Gym, we can fuck. Whenever, wherever. I don't care. You just need to know that... well, I'm going to take my kid gloves off, too. I'm a horny girl, and I don't want to hold back anymore."

"This... this is you holding back?"

Elle just grinned.

He let out a long, slow sigh. "Fine. I... it might take some time to get used to, but... I'll try. I haven't appreciated the awkwardness on top of everything else the last few days, either. I'd much rather we were just honest, not... being weird, around each other."

"Deal, then. Should I start sucking, or will a hand-job do for now?"

Alex groaned. "No- well, maybe in a bit. There's something else. The Pokémon."

"What about them?"

He drew in a long breath and let it out slowly. "You... you're really okay with just... sucking them off, or fucking you? Or me fucking them? I mean, Gobbler is one thing, but..."

"Gobbler is a slut," Elle chuckled, "I was reading her stats the other night before we got attacked. You know she has two Prowess Techniques, now?"

"Wh- What?"

Elle nodded, "Yeah, I'll show you in a second. But look, the way I see it? GameFreak built this game for people like me, people who wanna fuck all they want with no consequences. Fuck each other, fuck Pokémon, fuck whatever they want, whenever they want. That's the whole point of the secret, closed Beta, right? And sure, maybe their AI is tracking and watching everything we do. So what? They already basically own us, body and soul, for being in the test. If it wasn't them, it'd be slave-work for some other MegaCorp. This way, at least I get to have fun, and as much as I want."

"Well, when you put it like that it does make more sense," Alex muttered, "but still, it's... weird, isn't it?"

"What, fucking Pokémon?"

He nodded.

Elle shrugged, "Maybe, but I ain't holding back on it. And you haven't been, either. Look, Gobbler likes going down on you. She gets mopey if she doesn't get a chance in the morning, haven't you noticed? It's like your morning wood makes her peppier, or something. Even if she wants to root afterward and she can't, she's still happier if she does. Lingus going down on me? It's great. You? It's great- you are different, but I couldn't really say which is better. I liked yours more, but that's probably 'cause I am more... well, emotionally connected to you. Gobbler going down on me got me off, but it was sort of weird. Sucking off Kole and Surtr? That was hot as fuck, and only kind of literally. They were really hot though, like temperature-wise. Steamy cum, too. Squirt likes it when you fuck her mouth, too. They're made for it, Alex. Literally programmed to get a dick, or to fuck a cunt, or whatever. So why should you feel guilty for enjoying it?"

"Well, I... I don't know," Alex eventually replied, "I just... I don't know. I kind of feel like it's taking advantage of them, maybe? Or abusing them? I wouldn't like, fuck a cat or a dog."

"But they aren't cats or dogs, they're Pokémon. For one thing, they aren't even real. If they were, they are almost as smart as humans. Some are smarter, we just can't communicate with them effectively. I'd bet Morpheus is as smart as both of us put together, most Psychics are really, really intelligent. And he can choose. He fucking told me that, in my head, through Loki. He chooses to follow me. Told me the ball's command-line rewrite failed, but he wants to do what I tell him because it makes him feel pleasure. He gets off on being a submissive to me. Fucking weirdo, but whatever. It works. At least, if Loki was translating right."

"That... that does sound weird..."

"Anyway, my point is, I want you to fuck me. Take my virginity, after the Badge. Yes, after we win, because we're fucking going to. I'm not leaving Pewter- at least not leaving the area- until we have it, both of us. Then we can fuck. And whenever you get horny after that, whip it out and either take me, or take one of our Pokémon. I won't be jealous, because probably it'll make me horny and I'll start fucking one, too. No reason to be jealous if we're doing it together, right?"

"I... guess...?"

"Or after I've gotten going, you can take me yourself. Don't stick it in if I'm not wet- that would hurt- but beyond that, use me whenever you want. I'm always horny, after all. Probably more often than you. I just show it less."

"R- Really?"

The blonde grinned again, nodding rapidly, "Yep. Now, about the stats I was reading up- we should go over them together. Just in case, I think it'll help you get over any hesitation you have about fucking anything you want to."

Elle scooted around until she was next to him, then lifted her 'Dex out of the water enough to open and expand her screen, then manipulated it with the other hand in the air while she started stroking his erection idly. "See? Four days ago, when we left Viridian, we were all a few Battle Rank levels lower. No shock there, we did a fair bit of training and then fighting. But our Prowess levels went up a bunch too. Surtr and most of our teams gained a single rank, but a few gained two from the training, and basically everyone gained two from the fighting afterward. That's a level or two from a day of training- or half a day- and two levels in two days, swapping out our teams."

"So... would it be more effective if we just used one Pokémon all day? Or at least, a way to, what's the term... power-level?"

"Probably," Elle told him, scrolling through several screens faster than Alex could track, "But you'd get diminishing returns. After you get to about five or ten levels higher than the local Pokémon, you aren't getting much benefit from any one battle. It would add up, of course, but if a 'mon is only giving your own one or two 'experience' each, it takes forever. As the difference in power grows, a Pokémon learns less and less from beating up on the little guys."

"Which also makes sense, if, like humans, they learn through adversity."

"Exactly. That's even mentioned in the tutorial pages."

"There's... of course there are."

"Even on sex, if you need it," Elle chuckled, pointing out the tab among hundreds, "if you just search for it you'd know things. I haven't learned anything I didn't get from porn, but it's pretty well laid-out. Anyway... You get more levels overall in a shorter period of time by rotating your team, it's the most efficient way I guess. But if you just want one absolute beast of a Pokémon, it's best to focus on just that one. In theory, a Pokémon raised that way- say someone's Starter- would be able to solo the Elite Four, maybe even the Champion, because it's simply gathered so much combat ability over a long period of time, against all sorts of opponents."

"That might make it cheap, but it could be a challenge in itself, I guess."

"I guess. So, levels across the board, like I said. Your team gained a little less than mine, but they were higher levels to start with. Right now, Cock is Rank Nineteen, Lingus, Sappy, and Spike are all seventeen, Shooter is sixteen, and Surtr is still your highest, but just one level above Cock at twenty, which he just reached with that last Noctowl."

"Wow, that was quite a bit, then. That's since Viridian?"

"Yeah, the training session, and the trip through the forest afterward. It was brutal, but they got a lot stronger pretty fast. Right now, we could probably go back and challenge The Underground again. We might even win. At least, we wouldn't lose as badly."

"I'm not eager to face her again just yet."

"Me neither, I'm just saying we probably could. Each Badge we get lets the other Gym Leaders use stronger teams, but... I'm in no hurry with that bitch."

"Heh, me neither."

"My team, like I said, gained a bit more, so we're basically caught up to you. Well, we're a bit lower, but it's closer. Loki's nineteen, Gobbler and Kole are eighteen, Nike and Squirt are sixteen- my little Pidgey gained seven levels, but she was the weakest on either of our teams. Held her own against the Bugs, though. Oh, and Morpheus is eighteen, too."

Alex let out a low whistle, "That is a big jump. But you said something about Gobbler's Prowess?"

Elle nodded, her hand giving his dick a squeeze before it let go for a bit while she repositioned the Holo-screen and expanded it, too. "I wrote these down, in the interests of science, before the, uh, incident. You had forty-nine Prowess, and one Tech: Pack Alpha. It's a passive one, and I'm not getting into it. Honestly, I'd rather you didn't look it up, either. It makes... well, let's just say it works better if you don't know what it does, and I want it to work well."

"That sounds pretty suspicious, but I'll allow it... for now."

"Good. Now, you gained thirteen points of Prowess that day. First oral on me, and this isn't counting the first oral I gave you the night before. Remember, each act's first time is different. If you go down on a player, you won't get the first time, but since it's the first time you really went down on a Trainer, you did it, and it's the first time someone's gone down on 'em, so I got it. If you go down on Megu, it won't happen. It might on an NPC, but I'm not sure. Anyway...

"So first oral on me, first on you. In-game, of course- oh, wait, the one on you isn't being counted here, it was added in when I made the note. But I did suck you off again. You got one point for that, but only one because we repeated it once in the last twenty-four hours, so it deducted a point from the normal two. You also got a point because you did Oral with a new partner- me in this case, and one for repeated incidents with the same partner, which cancels the negative from earlier. You got three for digital stimulation- that's what it calls fingering or a hand-job- on Lingus, three for your first threesome with any combination of humans or Pokémon. Two for Oral on me in general, of course... so two, plus one, plus one, plus three, plus three, plus three. A total of thirteen points, it all adds up."

"Okay, I'm following," Alex said, "Even if it's weird they both discourage doing the same thing with the same partner, and encourage doing it with multiple partners."

"Well, it is GF, and we all know they're a bunch of perverts," Elle chuckled, "who else would greenlight this game? Anyway, your Pokémon went up a bunch, too, but since you passed Prowess Fifty- you're sixty-two now- you also got another Prowess Tech slot. It's another passive ability, called Mastery."
"And you aren't going to let me find out what it is?"

"No, this one I'm telling you," Elle denied, "It turns you into a natural Dom in bed. As in Dom/sub. Girls and Pokémon want to submit to you, and they like it when you take charge. Just, so you know, uh, for reasons. So when you want to take me... take me. I won't complain."

It was all he could do not to slap a hand over his face. "GameFreak wants to corrupt me, don't they?"

"You like it."

"... Probably too much."

"Anyway, Cock went up eight points to thirty-five, Lingus shot from twenty-seven to forty-two, so don't think you hurt her in any way. She's this close to getting another Tech because of you. Sappy doubled hers from nine to eighteen, Spike more than doubled his old nine to twenty-one, Shooter doubled to eighteen too, and Surtr almost doubled. He just went from twelve to twenty-three. Must've really liked my hand- and blow-job. Mostly they went up so much because, according to the logs, it was their first orgy-type situation, that's a threesome or more, and for many they got a new partner. That's six points right there, each."

"Wait, wait. I can see the ones with low numbers doubling it, or nearly so, because of those bonuses. It's a lot of threes, right? But... How did Lingus go up so much? She's been fucking Cock almost every day, and was among the highest."

"Because you finger-banged her a couple times, and she got me off, and it was an orgy, and all that. It adds up, Alex."

"I... I guess..."

"Mine went up even more, if you can believe it. Loki even got some of his own, for the first time. He had zero that morning, now he has three. Apparently it was his first time committing 'voyeurism' according to the AI. I know it wasn't, 'cause he spied on you and Joy in Pallet Town for me, but this time it counted. I guess because he did it on his own, and not with me commanding him? Something, anyway. He still doesn't have a Technique, but none of them had one until they hit twenty Prowess. Or maybe it's a little lower, because all of ours except Loki have one now. Hard to say, the logs don't mention it, and I didn't see anything in the help section. Anyway, anyway, where was I...

"Oh, yeah, Loki got his first three. Gobbler is up to fifty-eight. Still the highest, but she's only sixteen points ahead of Lingus now. Told you she was a slut. Her second technique? Deep Throat. So the "Gobbler" technique just makes her expert at eating dick, basically. But Deep Throat means she's really, really stretchy in a length-wise way, I guess? The rules don't really say how it works, but she could throat Surtr, I think, without any side-effects. And his cock is as long as my lower arm. If- when- she evolves, she can do even more."

"R- Right. I guess she is a slut, then. Maybe this isn't so bad, then. I mean..."

"You like her morning wake-up calls."

"W- Well, yeah, I... do. Cumming is always nice, and with morning wood it's a huge relief, too."

"Good. I'm going to take over for it some days, but not every day, like that morning in Viridian. So... back to it. I want to get this done, stop interrupting me."
"Alright, alright. Geez."

"Nike went from eight to eighteen, and got FertilityEgg. I guess eating one makes you more fertile, regardless of gender, for a day. Huh. Squirt went from thirteen to twenty-two, and got Prehensile Tail. That's gonna be fun, for me at least. Kole doubled too, because of my blowjob. He's up to twenty-two as well, and got Knot There!, which... well, I'm guessing it involves Knotting. Morpheus almost doubled, like Surtr. He went from twelve to twenty-three. He already had a Tech when I caught him, though. DreamSlut, whatever that is. Tooltip won't tell me, it's blurred out."

"Weird."

"Anyway, I gained a bunch, too. More than you, which I guess makes sense given the system. I was less experienced, after all. I got five all told for my first-ever BJ, that was on you in the hotel the night before. Three for the first BJ, two for the BJ itself. Nothing extra for repeated partners, or whatever. So I had twenty-four that night before, and twenty nine the morning of our training. I'm up to fifty-one now, and I have a second Tech I just got, too. A bonus for the repeated partner- you- when you went down on me. Five for the first time someone went down on me, and the oral itself. First time I blew a Pokémon for three, first three- or more-some. Another Pokémon BJ for two- that was Surtr- plus two each for the two extra partners past you in the twenty-four hours, minus one for the BJ on Surtr being repeated from Kole. Oh, and my first-time Bukkake. So, lemme math... five, three, three, two, one for the two BJ's, two for partners, bukkake... no, that doesn't add up. Oh, and Lingus going down on me. That's two, as well. Twenty-two total points, bringing me up to fifty-one. My techniques are Temptation- it's easier for me to seduce people and Pokémon, so don't blame yourself, that was my first- and Experimenter. That one gives bonus Prowess to people that try new things around me. Too bad I just got it. We could've gotten even more."

"I'm starting to think you're a bigger slut than Gobbler," Alex murmured, though he sounded more impressed than anything.

"Maybe I am. That's about it, for our stats. Oh, and our Battle Ranks both went up- yours and mine. We're now nine. No real benefit that I've seen, though."

"Huh. Okay. So... you know how you said you aren't a tease?"

"Yeah...?"

"My cock is aching."

Elle looked over at him, then swiped a hand through her Holo-screen without looking, sending a spray of scalding water away from her. "Really...? Are you saying little old me should take care of it? But I'm just a young girl, Alex..."

He stood up suddenly, sloshing her enough to make Elle wince, then sat back down on the edge of the hot tub instead, his rod waving briefly back and forth with the speed of his shift. "Suck it now," he growled, "Or I'm going to be mad."

"Yes, Daddy," she teased, then leaned in. Then stopped. "Wait, one more thing. Evolution. It's not how it used to be."
"What? That doesn't... are you just stalling?"

"No," Elle giggled, then started stroking him with both hands. "Nidoran have always evolved at or around level sixteen, but Cock is nineteen. He hasn't evolved. There's something else we have to do first, I just don't know what. There's others, too. Lickitung can evolve any time after they learn Rollout."

"Which Lingus knows."

"Exactly, she's known it for a long time, in fact. Oddish don't evolve until twenty-one. Grass-Types typically evolve slowly, opposite Bugs, after all. She's normal. Spike shouldn't evolve until rank thirty, but he's already really strong. Uh... Remoraid, like Shooter, will go up pretty quick. Twenty three, four? Five, maybe? But he's got a bit, either way. Surtr's going to be your slowest, he won't evolve into Rapidash until after level forty. He's pretty tough already, too, though.

"My team will- or should- evolve faster overall. Loki will at twenty-five or so too, but Gobbler might be my first at twenty-one. At least, I think that's what the database said. I haven't looked in a few weeks, and we've been busy, and I'm kind of tired, so... I might not be remembering all the details right. Wait, no, that's wrong. Well, no, that's right, but Nike should evolve next. Two more levels- eighteen. I remember that one, 'cause I realized she'd be fast compared to some of the others. Squirt will be a slow one for me, at the lower thirties, and Morpheus in the mid-high twenties. But poor Kole can't evolve without a Fire Stone. As soon as we find one I can evolve him, though."

"That's cool... know what else is cool?"

"Me sucking your dick?"

Alex nodded. As the girl started her duty once more, he leaned back against the edge of the hot tub, uncaring that she was bobbing in his lap in broad daylight. No, he didn't care at all. In fact, it added a bit of a thrill. He could get used to this whole 'Master' thing...

A/N: A final note before you click away.

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