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Chap. 69: Reverse Engineering

"Okay, I'll admit, I was skeptical when I saw the Seel Burger… but that was pretty tasty," Alex announced. The group was filling one of the largest, circular corner booths The Icy Grave Bar and Grill had to offer, and most of them were now just picking at a few stray fries, or sipping at the last bits of extremely good MooMoo Milkshakes.

"I wonder if it's real Seel," Megumi asked, her own Magikarp Sandwich just as quickly devoured as his had been. "Or Magikarp, for that matter."

"It makes sense if it is," Elle shrugged, patting her belly, "This world's got plenty of regular animals, but there's so many Pokémon… it would make sense for some of them to be food too. Probably treat them a bit more humanely, but I'm pretty sure at least the Miltanks and Tauros get eaten."

"They do," Robin nodded, before popping the last bite of her own Seel Burger into her mouth. She finished chewing before finishing, "and it's all real. They aren't like, raised in stock farms like animals on our world would be, but there's always more demand for Pokémon Breeders to help produce more of them, and raise them to food quality. But the last info GF has on the matter is that more than half of a given city's meat consumption is from Pokémon that die of old age or near to it. But if you've noticed a fairly high concentration of probably-edible Pokémon, especially around population centers, that's why. They're all-but mass-bred, so they're cheaper and easier to keep, raise, and maintain. Then, when they get old or die, it's off to the slaughterhouse, usually after living a happy and fulfilling life."

Elle suddenly looked green. She wasn't the only one, Alex noticed Megumi and Kinta both looking down at their empty plates with a dubious expression.

Robin shrugged, finished off her own shake, too, "I don't see the big deal. The Pokémon know. Remember they're all, even the dumber ones, at least a little sentient. There are some many times smarter than your average human, your Drowzee among them, Elle. You think they don't know? Don't talk to each other about it? It's part of the circle of life, and they're fine with that."

Megumi shuddered and pushed her plate away, still looking a bit sick. "It's… they're still sentient, like you said…"

"And they're delicious, and most of them would rather be put down peacefully than struggle to survive another few days, weeks, or months," Robin said quietly, "and they would definitely prefer to be eaten than simply rot away in a casket. You'll find none in any of the Pokémon graveyards or memorials around. It's just not something this world's cultures ever really did. Humans are usually cremated, Pokémon are either eaten or cremated. Not all are edible, of course. You will see urns, but often they only contain the non-edible bits.

"Anyway, we're way off-topic. We're supposed to be discussing Snøgrav and his weaknesses."

"Right, right," Alex muttered. Truthfully, the matter hadn't left his mind, though he'd mostly let what they had learned stew quietly while they ate. All around them, too, other diners had been filled with small tidbits of information he had missed. How this Gym Trainer had a momentary delay in calling out a defensive move, or how that Trainer had a powerful move that needed to be warned against, or how another was quite strong but indecisive about what moves they should use.

"He doesn't have any weaknesses," Kinta griped quietly. "The man's… insane. He's so strong! That Hydro Pump, and then Blizzard right after? That'd kill almost anything! Even the strongest Pokémon!"

"Not true," Robin said, shaking her head, "That Lapras is really strong, but I've been listening to what everyone here is saying. He only brings her out once a day, at most. He runs two Challenges in the morning, and two in the afternoon, and then one more after dinner. So you've only got about a one in five chance of fighting her."

"If," Elle pointed out, "that's not his only Pokémon like that. You heard what that Lambert guy said. 'What powerhouse has he selected to carry him to victory?' If the other finishers are like that Lapras…"

"Then we need to be a lot stronger," Alex said firmly, "Just like it was at Pewter, and The Underground. Both of us kind of won our first badges by the skin of our teeth, but that's more because we didn't know what to expect, I think. Kinta and Megumi both said they won alright, and I believe them. Now we- well, everyone but Robin- knows what a Gym Challenge is really like. He's tough… but we beat Chris pretty handily before. He's definitely better and stronger, but so are we. If he got that close, then we can win. If Snøgrav hadn't called it, I was about to jump down there and see if he would take me on right then."

"Which would've probably gotten you killed," Megumi said quietly, "that guy doesn't seem like the type to mess around, and he set up his Gym this way for a reason."

"Sure, but he also seems like the kind that would respect a direct challenge," Alex replied, looking around the table to see looks of worry. "He's intimidating, sure, and he probably is a Rocket, according to Robin's intel, but he likes to prove himself the biggest fish in the sea directly. Survival of the fittest, the 'alpha', whatever. A direct, public challenge? I don't think he could've passed up the chance. But I'll wait. I want to see what you guys think about a strategy, because I really don't have one, yet."

Robin sighed and leaned back in her chair, "Honestly, I'm kind of surprised… I didn't see much of a weakness, either. He's pretty solid. That's normal for a Gym Leader, but usually there's something. Like, I noticed that Rowe tends to get hyper-focused as a battle nears completion. That's one of the reasons you beat him, Elle. You kept adapting, and caught him by surprise with being a Ghost… which he should have remembered."

"He forfeited at the end, though," Elle muttered. "I mean, I know he's right, he would have lost eventually, but Loki was at the end of his rope, too. If it came down to who had more endurance…"

"Loki would win," Robin told her seriously, "Because Gym Leaders tend to build move sets that are tiring for their Pokémon. You know, flashy ones, high damage ones. That Skarmory wasn't really of that build, he was more a Technician with a lot of low-end ones, but Loki was basically fresh as far as Moves go, too. And don't lie about not having any Ethers, and you still had all your Items available in the Challenge, too. I know you better than that. You might convince Alex or Megu and Kinta that you didn't have something else up your sleeve, but not me. I watched that battle a half-dozen times, and I know you had something."

Elle grinned, then sniffed as she lifted her nose into the air, "Lies and slander. I'm not that devious, and I don't have to listen to this… this insult against my innocent person!"

Megumi and Kinta shared a look, then glanced worriedly at Robin and Elle. Alex, in turn, snorted, "We all know you are, Elle, no use to keep pretending. There's a reason I've been saying you deserved that win, too. Mine, at least, was close. Yours only looked close on the surface."

Robin gave him a side-eye, but didn't bother contradicting him, at least openly. Instead, she reminded them, "Well, type matchups will of course help. Steel, Fire, Fighting. Anything except Grass, Ground, Flying or Dragon. Oh, or Rock."

"Which is unfortunate for me and Elle, as we both have a Grass as among our strongest, and she has a Flying and two Ground, while I've got one doubly weak against him, since Spike is both Rock and Ground."

Elle nodded, "I don't think the same tactics would work against him, either. He's… he's too brutal, I don't think Loki would stand a chance against that kind of hard-hitting, wide-area attack."

"He also probably studies his opponents that do well, at least a little," Megumi added softly, "So if you're up past, say, the third or fourth tier, he might watch a few videos of your earlier fights, or something."

"That's likely," Robin agreed. "One of the upsides of this tournament format he has going is that he wouldn't have a lot of time. A puzzle- or more physical challenge-based Gym would give him more time to do that. He at least seems the type to light a straight-up fight, which could be an advantage."

"Still, I think of all of us, I've got the best chance," Alex said after the table had been silent for a bit. "I'll just have to not use Spike, or Sappy. She's not up for a Battle right now anyway. Maybe if I took her to the Water Gym."

"Actually," Elle said, looking up at him, "Could I borrow her for that? Two Grass would be really nice, and of course I'd let you use Kole against Snøgrav."

He frowned, "Is that legal…?"

Robin grinned, leaning in, "Good thinking, Elle. Technically, no, Alex, but also very much yes. As far as we understand the League Rules, and GF has had their legal team look them over, it's only allowed to use your own Pokémon in a Gym Challenge… but there's literally nothing preventing you from trading them 'permanently', and then trading them back after. As long as they're registered in the League system as under different owners… it's perfectly fine."

"Then yeah, absolutely," he agreed at once, "That is a good idea. We can maybe think of other swaps, too. Would be nice to have a Fighting type to switch out with Spike, but… I don't know if I dare take Fistina. She's… hard to control."

"Give her a dick," Robin said innocently, "that'll help. And don't look at me like that, it doesn't have to be yours. Just have her mate with something, it'll chill her out a bit. Hm… so you'd be taking Cock- heh- Lingus, Shooter, Surtr, Kole, and Fistina in that case? That's six."

"I… I think so, yeah," Alex nodded. "I don't know if I'd be alright borrowing, say, Megumi's dad's Pokémon. Even if he's really strong."

"Same," she added. "Not that I don't trust you, it's just… you know. Dad's."

"I get it," he nodded reassuringly. "Hm… it's not a lot of defense, which I normally like, but…"

"Trust me, against Snøgrav, going heavy D won't help you," Robin informed him. "The man's almost absurdly focused on offense, and unless you have a straight-stall/tank team, it won't be enough, and he hates those teams. A balanced or even Sweeper/Blaster team will work better. Knock him out before he can hit you whenever possible. Especially if he starts laying down Freeze."

"I'm sure if it starts happening, Alex is smart enough for forfeit," Megumi said.

"Damn straight," he muttered, "much as I hate the idea. Not against a guy like that. There, uh… there was one other thing I noticed. Not sure it'll be useful."

"Oh? Do tell," Elle prompted.

"It's… not so much his tactics, I think we all agree he prefers a straight fight, and shows no mercy in general," Alex started, leaning in a bit and dropping his voice. He wasn't sure why, exactly, the chatter in the under-lake restaurant was at a fairly high volume, but it felt like the thing to do anyway. "It's his overall strategy. Every Pokémon that Snøgrav pulled out was stronger, at least in theory, than the one before. Like… I don't know, almost like he's challenging the other Trainer to step up their game with every defeat on his end."

Robin blinked. The others stared. Then the rosette remarked, "That's… honestly, pretty insightful, Alex. I'm impressed. That does warrant thinking about… I propose a change in plans. Let's scout out the Water Gym tomorrow. Head back to the PMC for now, take some more time in private to talk about it. Even just think about it. 'Cause honestly, I've got a headache coming on and want to warm up before I get all wet from splashing water."

There was some hemming and hawing, but within a minute, all five of them had agreed, though Megumi and Kinta had planned to go with Elle and train for a bit after warming up.

Alex didn't mind, exactly, though he wasn't really in the mood for a fight himself. He did actually want to strategize, and was mostly quiet as he thought through what his plan would be, and how he would adapt to interruptions in that plan. Maybe, just maybe, he could challenge the Water Gym here as well. It would definitely take some chicanery with swapping Pokémon, but… would it be worth it for a third Badge?

(O)(O)(O)

Of course his plans to, well, plan, were thrown out the window less than a minute after a laughing Elle had left their shared room in the hotel-like upper floors of the Pokémon Center to join a wistful Megumi and a sullen but eager Kinta. Because, of course, Robin had clearly been waiting in her own room next door just for the chance.

The door slid open, and she grinned, holding up Elle's keycard triumphantly as she stepped into the main room, "Proof Elle's on board. Take your clothes off, Alex. I'm tired of waiting."

Then she dropped the small red and white card on the desk, and pulled up her own shirt, then dropped it carelessly next to the card.

"Wh- What? I- Robin, seriously, how many times do I have to say it," he protested, "I'm not even sure I want to, with you, and-"

"Bullshit," Robin snorted, "I've seen the way you've been looking at me the last couple of days. You might be kidding yourself, but you aren't kidding me, or Elle. Even Megumi thinks you should just accept it, let us get it over with. She's willing to be a side-girl. I want to be a main girl, along with Elle. That's the way it's gonna be, sooner or later. So just let it happen. Take them off."

"Or what?" he challenged, "You gonna fuck me when I'm actively resisting? Good luck. I don't care what super powers Game Freak gave you, I'm still a hundred pounds heavier than you, and probably stronger."

"Stronger is debatable," Robin told him seriously, "But no. I wasn't planning on fucking you today… unless you want to. Look, it's my birthday, alright? My actual, real birthday, if you can believe GF. And I want something special. I want to lose my V-card, so I can have more fun. I want you to be the one. If it isn't you, I'll probably find some random guy. That what you want, Alex? Want me to just fuck some dude on the street? Or would you rather have me in your own personal, permanent three-way relationship, with sexy little Megu on the side? Can't believe she's not down for a permanent thing either, but… to each their own."

She took a deep breath, and visibly calmer, quieter, continued, "I'm willing to wait a little longer for that, though. I really do genuinely like you, Alex, and I do understand your hesitance. But Elle gave me the key. I didn't steal it, or bribe her, or anything. She slapped it into my hand and said, 'go get him, gorgeous.' She wants us to do this. She wants me to be part of your group, your party, your… well, mini-harem, I guess. And I do, too. You can't tell me you haven't been thinking about it, especially today. I saw that blush after I kissed you."

"Wh- I didn't-"

Her raised eyebrow made him fall silent. Then Alex sighed and ran a hand through his short hair, "I'm not sure what you want from me, Robin. I still don't fully trust you. Yes, I trust you more. But this… I'm not ready to trust you all the way."

"That's fine, like I said, I can wait," she shrugged, "but seriously, take off your clothes. There's other things we can do, you know?"

He frowned. Was she offering…? No, it couldn't be. "I don't…"

Robin took three steps closer, "Clothes. Now. It's June ninth, and for my birthday, I want my birthdate. If we aren't fucking, anyway."

He blinked, now completely confused. "Uh… what? That doesn't make any sense."

Violet eyes rolled as she came even closer, now standing next to the large bed, "Sure it does. June ninth. Six-Nine. Sixty-nine? Come on, you aren't that dense."

"Sixty- oh. Oh. But… fuck… Robin, are you…"

"Sure? Yes. Take your clothes off, before I get mad. Come on, seriously. Don't make a girl wait. I want your dick in my mouth in less than a minute, and I'd really like it if you were going down on me at the same time. Call it a birthday present if you want, a one-off. I don't care. Just give it to me."

His eyes narrowed, but he did lift his own tight t-shirt over his head. Robin stared at his chest as if it was the first time she'd seen it, which, maybe it was. He couldn't recall being nude in front of her, though she seemed to have no problems with her own bare skin, as always. "A one-off, then? You'll stop asking, if I- if we do this?"

"Fuck no," she laughed, then pushed her workout shorts and panties, if she was even wearing any, down too. "We're totally boning within the week if I have my way. I was serious about it being some random dude if you don't put out. But I want it to be you, Alex, I'm not sure how much more direct I can be. I'm in. Into you, into Elle, into your team, into your party, into your harem. Hell, I'll even step aside and let it be your harem, as long as we can fuck regularly. Keep me satisfied, at least with my Pokémon to help, and I'll do whatever you want as far as that goes."

"So this is just a step on the way to your master plan, then? What's the end-game? That's what I don't get," he muttered as he stood up, a bit more nervously than he wanted to admit, but still with some deep-seated wariness, and pushed down his shorts.

Robin grinned and reached for the bit of him peeking out through his boxers, then gave him a squeeze when he jumped, but didn't pull away. "That's the end-game, Alex, I swear. I just want to be yours. Well, yours and Elle's, and whoever else you wanna bring in. Let's face it, Elle herself, smart as she is, doesn't have the willpower or focus to run her own little harem. Megu… well, she's talented, and hot as fuck of course, but she's a side-girl through and through. Not 'waifu material', just fuck-and-fight material. A sidekick, almost. And unless you wanna bone Kinta…"

"No, thank you," he snorted.

"Then it's just you and me with the balls- figuratively, unless you want it to be literal, in my case- to do something like this. I know you and Elle have talked about sharing, being open, and that she mostly just wants your cock. Well, and your 'mons. That's fine… I think I'll enjoy tribbing as much as giving her my dick, too."

He swallowed.

Robin kept going though, as she started stroking him now that he was hardening in her hand, and stepped closer, so she was right next to him, the tip of his dick sliding slowly up her creamy stomach, "And of course, sooner or later I'll be fucking my 'mons, and maybe yours, and hers, too. That turns you on… I feel you throbbing, and you're suddenly all the way up. Bit disappointed it wasn't just me and you that got you, but I understand your reluctance. Really, I do. I know you really well, Alex. And I know you don't trust me, and it's with reason. But I'm on your side. Whatever you want to do, I'm with you, and Elle. So please, just… relax. Lay down on the bed, and let's have some innocent fun for my birthday."

"Not sure what's 'innocent' about all of this," he murmured, "but…"

Alex was tired of resisting. He knew she was right. So he did as she said, and lay down on his side on the bed. A moment later, grinning, Robin pointed down, "Boxers? I mean, I can suck you with them on, but as I'm starkers… only fair, right?"

"R- Right."

It was still embarrassing, if only a little, to be naked in front of her. He felt more vulnerable than he did even with Elle early on, yet Robin did nothing more than lick her lips and look him up and down, while he used the chance to do the same. He'd seen her many times, of course, as she preferred being nude over clothed, but this was the first time he'd let himself truly look.

"Like what you see?" she giggled after a moment, "I know I do. You're damned sexy, you know that?"

"I, uh… yeah, I do. And no… but I'll take your word for it."

"Good enough. No more stalling." Then Robin hopped up onto the bed, took two knee-walking steps, then threw her leg over his head. "No point in wasting time, stud. Put that talented tongue to use, while I gobble you u aaahhhp!"

Alex had to admit, he… he'd been looking forward to something like this all day, maybe for the last few days. Even, maybe, ever since they'd met the shape-shifting Trainer now a week ago. And her bare pussy being thrown over his face, swollen, dripping, was a clear sign that she wasn't, at least, lying about being aroused, or wanting him. So when Robin had made the movement, he had allowed himself to stare up close for just a few moments while she put two fingers around the base of his dick to prepare him, and then leaned up to give her a long, forceful lick from clit to taint.

"Oh, shit," she moaned, then giggled, "I didn't expect you to just… jump right in, I figured I'd have to at least start sucking y- youuuooohh! Shit, Alex… you really are pretty good!"

She moaned, and he felt her slap her cheek with his cock, then warm moisture as she licked his other side from base to tip, then repeated it on the side she'd slapped. "Mm… your cock's tasty, too," she murmured, "I knew you were a good catch."

"I gotta-lmrp- admit, your pussy's good, too," he told her, "tastes like strawberries. Or maybe raspberries, a bit tart."

"I'm more than a bit of a tart," she laughed, "but I agree, it does taste good. Definitely a tart berry, but I've never tried either in real life."

"Yeah, well… I've had both, but not since I was a kid. I think raspberries is closer, though. It's… mmn… good, though."

"I know," she giggled again, "I've tasted myself plenty. Now shut up, and lick me more. Make me cum, Alex… make me cum for the first time, without me just imagining it! Or at least, stop making me talk. Can't do it with this monster in my m ouufh."

That emphasis had been her own doing, and Alex moaned as her first few tentative, or at least teasing licks, because she'd been anything but shy or unsure of herself, turned into his whole, thick, swollen head in her mouth. Her tongue swirled around him rapidly, and then flicked back and forth over his hole a few times to gather what he was sure was already salty pre-cum, before it circled him once more.

Then he groaned again as she started to bob. He felt her mouth change slowly, subtly, as she did, adjusting to his shape and size in the reverse angle, and wondered at her control. How hard was it, to shift? Small changes like a few inches in height seemed to be pretty quick, but big ones were hard and took longer… and hurt, according to her own admission. But this? She was definitely changing the shape of her throat, her tonsils at least, as she started taking him deeper and deeper.

Elle could only get about half of him before she started to gag, though she was getting better. Robin, less than a minute in, was already past that point and slowly getting further. And it felt great! Yes, she was clearly no more experienced, or minimally more experienced, than Elle had been the first few times she'd blown him, but Robin made up for it with enthusiasm and technical expertise the blonde girl just couldn't match.

"Better," she moaned after popping off him, "better than the VR sims, for sure." Then she was on him again, deeper still, all but two or three inches of him in her mouth, as she twisted her head this way and that, then started bobbing again, up and down, faster than before.

All he could do was hope his own tongue got her off as quickly as she was doing to him, because he wasn't going to last long. So he added fingers to the mix, spreading her pink labia, letting his tongue slide deeper up and down her folds, then used it like a finger to press deeply into her virginal vagina repeatedly. Robin moaned over him, and he felt her thighs begin to quiver, but then he pulled back to blow a long, warm breath against her core.

It wasn't intentional, and of course he couldn't be sure she hadn't just grown one for him, but there was definitely a hymen there, he saw.

So he was careful as he inserted a finger, slowly twisting it, up to just the first knuckle, then started licking again, his head twisted to the side to reach her engorged clit.

"Arceus," she sighed, "I've always cum pretty easy, Alex, but… but fuck! I'm so close already! It's only been five minutes!"

He doubted it had even been that long, but he wasn't going to last long, either. Not like this, not as her chin started brushing against his own now-trimmed pubes, and her tongue actually touched his pelvis as she got just that much lower, her tongue out past her lips. "I'm… fuck, Robin, I'm close too. You don't- you don't have to hold back. I'll do it. I'll eat you out again, when- whenever you want."

"Awesome," she squealed, then was on him again, deeper and faster than before. He couldn't be sure, her breasts blocked any view of it as she pressed them into his stomach, but Alex was pretty sure she was taking him all.

It certainly felt like it, anyway, and his balls tightened, even as her throat did too. She was somehow taking every inch, from the cap to the base, with each stroke, and it felt far too much like a pussy not to climax quickly. That Robin was stunningly gorgeous, too, only helped. If anything, this time, in this moment, her mystique and the sheer risk of making himself so vulnerable to her was a turn-on more than anything, and he knew it wasn't going to be long.

Then it wasn't 'long' at all, but right then, as Robin reached down with a hand to cup his balls and give them a soft squeeze, rolling them back and forth while she continued her oral stroking. Fortunately, when he grunted, "C- Cumming," to warn her, she didn't stop.

In fact, she only went faster still.

He wouldn't have known Robin climaxed at all from her sounds or motions, and she didn't let up on his dick at all, if his finger hadn't been inside her. She didn't squirt, though she was suddenly much more wet even than before, but the tip of his finger was just sensitive enough to feel her walls clench and tighten a bit more around him, fluttering as her thighs trembled a bit harder.

Somehow, he'd held on, but the moment he realized she was climaxing, he let go, and several thick, hot ropes of semen flooded the girl's mouth. She kept bobbing, letting some go straight down her throat, and some gather in her cheeks, until he was well and truly spent. Only then, after both their orgasms had passed fully, did she tighten her lips and slide up him once more, gathering every bit of semen she could.

Robin sat up, her torso and head twisted look down at him with a grin. Then she wiped a bit off the corner of her lip with a pinky, pushed that into her mouth, and then swallowed the lot with a loud gulp. "Mm… you taste so good. Salty, creamy… Better than I imagined, even! Arceus, Alex, we gotta do that again. Now that the bridge has been crossed, please, please tell me we can do it again! Regularly!"

He sighed, glancing down at his slowly-softening member, then at her luscious figure. "I'll… I've got to talk to Elle. But… maybe. I'm… I had fun, too. I liked it, yes, you don't have to ask."

"I wasn't gonna, and don't lie, that's my job, remember?" Robin grinned down at him as she threw her leg over him again, this time to press his cock between her stomach and his, then kissed his forehead. "At least, sometimes. Not to you or Elle. I meant what I said, Alex. That's my endgame, at least as far as you're concerned. Or 'us', anyway. There's also the matter of seeing you or Elle as Champion, but that's another thing entirely."

"Wh… wait, what?"

She only grinned, and said, "Oh, and by 'again', I mean in like five minutes when you're hard again. We've got a couple hours, you can get a few rounds in during that time, right?"

He could only stare, until Robin started grinding against him to prove she was in fact quite serious.