Chapter 67 – Secret of the nursery

Hunter's journey through the air came to an abrupt name when his nose made contact with a trunk of a palm tree. He felt as though he'd been hit with an Iron Tail attack used by a giant Pikachu, as the rest of his body slammed into the bark, and he slid down it, finally coming to a rest at the base.

He flopped onto his back and lay limp, staring up at the stars feeling dazed. "Could this night get any worse," he grumbled.

The answer was unfortunately yes, as at that moment he saw a dark object land in the top of the tree like a furry meteor. A second later it came sliding down the branch and his vision filled with navy blue fur and….something rather objectional…made contact with his nose.

"CRAP," groaned Blade. "…Arceus that hurt. Fuck, I'd have stayed with Team Rocket if I wanted to blast off like that. How in the distortion world do you put up with this every day!"

"Please get off me," Hunter groaned, his voice muffled under Blade's butt.

He got up and stretched. "Ahh that's better. Now to find Hunter and fruity!"

"Down here you idiot!"

Blade glanced over his shoulder and noticed Hunter on the ground beneath him. "Oh, there you Hunter," he exclaimed, but did not get off him. "Have you seen Fruity."

"Ahhhh…Make way for Tropius." As if on cue, there was a scream from above and Hunter noticed a dark shape in the sky above.

"Ah crap," Hunter mumbled as it grew larger and larger. He shut his eyes and braced himself for the impact. There was a dull THUD as Tropius crashed on top of them, and everything went dark again…

"I said make way for Tropius, you puke!"

[Pokémon]

Five minutes later…

"Hey Hunter, slow down," Blade called out as the dismayed Riolu strode away, his arms folded and a scowl on his face. When he didn't stop or respond, the Sneasel groaned, "Oh come on, don't be like that."

Hunter ignored him and continued to march away. After spending what had felt like an hour to him (though had only been about a minute or so) under Tropius' butt, had put him in a bad mood, to say the least, and he was no longer feeling positive towards the Sneasel.

He had no idea where he was going, he just wanted this mess…And Blade, behind him. Wherever he was, it was no longer the jungle. Instead of thick palm trees, he was in the middle of a green field, surrounded by grass and bushes. The sound of splashing told him there was a pond or stream nearby.

And there was something else too…The air was thick with a heavy pungent musk that seemed to overwhelm his sense. A strange feeling crept up on him with every breath he took, but he tried to ignore it.

"Hunter, wait!" Blade took a run catching up with Hunter. But not before turning to Tropius and saying, "Fruity, you wait here," and made a gesture with his claw.

"Eat shit Sneasel scum!"

He put a claw on the Riolu's shoulder, only to have Hunter brush it off.

"Don't touch me," he growled.

Blade let out a long sigh. "Look Hunter, I'm sorry. I didn't know that was going to happen. I…"

"I don't want to hear it Blade," Hunter growled without looking at him, but raising his paw dismissively. "You've caused me more than enough problems this evening. First you provoked that Eggexcutor!"

"Oh, come on," Blade protested. "I didn't know that tree was a…."

"Then you lied to me," Hunter continued, interrupting. "You told me you were following Lucario's scent, but really you had no idea where my parents were and you led me to that ranch,"

Blade bit his lip. "Okay, yeah. I admit that was…"

"You attacked Tropius and then set her on me!" Hunter barked.

"True, but…"

"And after that we were attacked by Celesteela and nearly killed. Eggexcutor all over again!"

"Really," said Blade with a loud sigh. "You're going to blame me for that too? How was expected to see that coming. I'm not a Xatu."

"None of this would have happened if you hadn't lied to me and led me out here," Hunter barked in response. "And now I'm even more lost than I was before."

"Where are you going," Tropius called out from behind. The sound of stomping echoed through the night air as she gave chase. "You said it yourself, you don't even know where you are."

"Away from him," Hunter replied through gritted teeth, gesturing to Blade with his head.

"Aww don't be like that," pouted Blade. He ran a circle around Hunter, standing in front of him and then reaching out and grabbing him by the shoulders. "Look, I am sorry Hunter. I mean it. I didn't mean for us to get lost out here, and I didn't mean for us to get nearly killed. And you're right, I shouldn't have lied to you."

Although the tone in his voice was sincere, it didn't quell the Riolu's anger. Hunter glowered at Blade, folded his arms, and snapped, "then why did you!"

Blade let out a long heavy sigh and bowed his head. "I don't know, I just got swept up in the moment. And…I guess I was trying to impress you!"

Hunter raised his eyebrows. Of everything he could have said, that was the last thing Hunter expected Blade to say. Again, he found himself unsure of how to feel, a conflict of emotions running through his head. He was still angry and wanted to hit Blade. To strike him with a focus punch. But something in his mind told him to listen to what Blade had to say.

And so, he simply replied, "Really!" Which could have been interpreted as either sarcastic or sincere.

"I've been lonely since…well since…Since it happened!" Blade swallowed, unable to voice what it was that had happened.

Hunter of course, had no idea what he was talking about, so he frowned and coxed his head. "Rio?"

"After the fight in the Hoenn Region. After that incident with Team Rocket, I was taken back to the Aether Paradise. None of the other Pokémon there wanted me there. Neither did the humans. Probably why I ended up where I did…" The Sneasel bit his lip. "I don't want to be alone Hunter. I-I-I think I'll go crazy. I don't feel like myself when I'm alone. I need…A friend. Being with Ashachu was the happiest I've felt in a long while. I…I loved that little guy."

Hunter felt his heart soften as he heard Blade's voice break and watched him blink away a tear. The Sneasel sniffled just a little. It was the most vulnerability Blade had shown in the, admittedly short, time Hunter had known him. And it made the Riolu see the Sneasel in yet another light. As someone with internal pain and conflicting emotion – who had been loved and touched by Ashachu, as he had.

"And went and pushed him away…I wish…I could have him back."

Hunter couldn't help but smile weakly. "Yeah, I miss him too… But that still doesn't explain…"

"Well, I kind of wanted to get to know you a bit better," explained Blade. "You…You're so much like Ashachu. You remind me of him a lot. I wasn't sure about you when we first met, but then we had that battle, and I learned a lot about you. And I started to understand what it was Ashachu saw in you. Because I could see it too. So, I told you I could find your parents as a way of impressing you. Plus, you seemed so alone and afraid in the forest all by yourself, so I hoped it would cheer you up."

Hunter folded his arms again but, all the same gave Blade another a weak smile. "So, what, you were trying to seduce me…"

"Ha… Well, I'm not sure I'd put it that way." Blade laughed and waved his paw as though to wave away the suggestion but blushed quite noticeably all the same.

The weak smile on Blade face grew to a wide, almost smug, grin. "Yeah, you were. Don't pretend!" Hunter wasn't sure what made him do it. Maybe it was being exposed to Blade's vulnerable side. But he found himself opening his arms wide and embracing Blade. Giving the Sneasel a big hug, holding him close and squeezing him real tight.

Blade felt his heart skip a beat, and a warm feeling come over him. Hunter was holding him just right, and his fur was soft and warm. Also, without intending to, he closed his eyes and pressed his muzzle into Hunter's shoulder. "Yeah, I was," he murmured, without really thinking about. "You know something, you're a really cool guy Hunt…"

The moment was quickly ruined by Tropius shouting, "Oh get a room you two… Seriously, I'd like to go back to my ranch. You need me to fly you somewhere else. Or are you two busy packing the fudge?"

Hunter and Blade broke apart, and Blade whipped around glaring at Tropius. He opened his maw and, to Hunter's surprise, fired a beam of electric blue energy at the fruit Pokémon. In a flash she became encased in a large block of ice. Frozen solid.

"That's better," the Sneasel muttered under his breath.

It was then that they were approached by another Pokémon, a Nidoking. His footsteps fell almost as heavily on the ground as Tropius'. Hunter raised his paws and spread his legs apart, anticipating a fight. This Pokémon was much larger than him or Blade and very mean looking.

But when he spoke, it sounded friendly. "Well, hey there short stacks. Not seen you two here before… Trainer just dropped you off." Although Nidoking was definitely a male, his voice was quite high pitched to the point of sounding almost feminine.

Hunter was surprised. A big stocky Pokémon like this, Hunter had expected a deep voice, like Charizard. Nidoking was large, bipedal, and reptilian, covered in purple scales, save for those the grey plates that covered his chest and stomach which were white.

He had narrow eyes, large, spiny ears, fur-like tufts on its cheeks, and a short snout filled with pointed teeth. There is a long, venomous horn on its forehead and a ridge of spines down his back.

Each of his paws had three claws, while each foot has only a single hoof-like nail. He had a long, powerful tail. He was also giving off a strong odour of sweat and musk that assaulted Hunter's nose, burning his nostrils.

"Err…W-what do you mean," asked Hunter, coxing his head.

At the same time Blade groaned, throwing his head back and rolling his eyes. "Of course. We had to end up here!"

"Aww that's cute," Nidoking giggled, "This your first time here? Don't worry, I'm sure your boyfriend here'll take care of you!" He winked.

"He's not my boyfriend," Hunter complained, a little faster than he had meant too. "What do you mean first time, where are we."

Blade put a claw on his shoulder, "Ummu Hunter…"

Before however, he could another Pokémon arrived on the scene, this one a tall bipedal feline like Pokémon, of a similar build to Nidoking. A big barrelling muscular torso, except covered in red and black fur, as opposed to scales.

"Hot stuff, coming through!" Also, unlike Nidoking, this Pokémon did have a deep male voice, his tone dripping with confidence and swagger. He strode up to Nidoking and licked him on the cheek, making him blush.

"Hehehe. Incineroar!"

The cat like Pokémon raised his head from Nidoking's cheek and caught sight of Hunter and Blade. "OOOH how adorable." His eyes focused on Hunter, and Hunter became uncomfortably aware of the way they kept flicking up and down, looking him over. "Not had a Riolu before. Don't see many baby Pokémon here. The hatchlings maybe… So, looking for a good time Riolu…"

"I don't know," said Blade with a smirk. "Your boyfriend looks like the jealous type!"

For Nidoking at that moment let out and sigh and buried his face and horn in his right claw. "Incineroar, they're half your size," he groaned. "Plus, he's a Riolu. He's too young for you."

"Au contraire, Nee-dee," Incineroar replied, raising a paw, and waggling his middle finger. "Small Pokémon can be pretty good in bed. I had some pretty wild times with Rowlet, and he…"

"Yes, and you were still a Litten at the time," Nidoking interrupted, sounding exasperated.

Incineroar looked thoughtful for a moment. "Torracat, maybe."

"You broke up with him when you evolved." Nidoking was starting to sound irritable.

He was not the only one getting exasperated. Hunter groaned, gripping his aura sensors with his paws, and pulling on them (kind of like the way Ashachu gripped his ears) and crying out, "Look, can one of you please tell me where we are?"

"Wow, you really are young," said Incineroar, raising his eyebrows. He sounded genuinely surprised.

"This is the Pokémon Nursery, Our trainer…" Nidoking started to explain but was interrupted by Incineroar.

"Let us here to FUCK…Oh yeah!" The cat like Pokémon snapped his fingers together and moves his claw in a Z like shape across his chest.

"Oh, you have got to be kidding me," Hunter mumbled, his jaw dropping open. Beside him, Blade had shoved his claws in his maw in a vain effort to stifle his giggles. Hunter glared at him. "What are you laughing about, buddy!"

Blade removed a claw from his maw and slapped Hunter on the back. "Sorry Hunty. You're just too innocent and naïve. Hehehe…Baby Pokémon. Nah, baby trained Pokémon. Talk about lack of instinct."

"I you're just going to…"

"It's a breeding centre," Hunter said quickly. "Trainers leave their Pokémon here to breed. Or to train or when they need looking after for a while….But mostly to breed!"

"Your trainer didn't tell you that when he left you here," asked Nidoking.

"My trainer didn't leave me here," Hunter replied through gritted teeth. "We got lost in the jungle and ended up here. I'm trying to find my…"

The sound of his voice at that moment was drowned out by a noise from overhead… A disturbingly familiar WHOOSING sound, that made Hunter's fur bristle. He craned his neck skywards to see a triangular shaped…thing, moving across the sky. A red trail in its wake.

"Oh Crap!" Beside him Blade jumped. "Fuck, it's looking for us!"

"What are you looking at? What was that noise," said Nidoking, looking up?

"There!" Incineroar pointed at it with his paw. "What is that. Is it a bird…A plane?"

"It's called cele-something," said Blade rather quickly. "And it's bad news. We need somewhere to shelter. Is there a cave or den or something around here we could crash in?"

Nidoking and Incineroar glanced at each other, a cheeky grin spreading across Incineroar's muzzle. "Oh…We know somewhere!"

[Pokémon]

Nidoking and Incineroar led them across the nursery grounds and over to a rocky wall on the side of a steep hill at the edge of the property – the start foothills of Wela Volcano. They showed them a small opening in the wall, too precisely rectangular to be natural and has obviously cut.

Hunter recognised what it was as soon as he saw it… "Wait, a secret base?"

"Just somewhere we can get away from the humans when we need to," said Incineroar with a wink. "If you know what I mean!"

Hunter didn't, but climbed through the opening all the same, Blade close behind him. Two things hit him the moment he stepped across the threshold. First was the heat – it was swelteringly warm inside. Like stepping in the way of a Charizard's flamethrower. The type of sticky heat that made you sweat like a Tepig.

The second thing was the smell. Hunter had thought he's smelt something odd outside. In here it was overwhelming; a pungent combination of musk, sweat and…something else. Something floury and sweet that made Hunter feel hot and heavy.

"What the…" he started as he looked around, not prepared for what he saw.

The secret base was rather larger. Larger than the ones Nova or Hikari had been able to produce with their Secret Power attacks, in any case. A large atrium with a high ceiling. There was enough room for at least four, maybe five Charizard's to stand side by side with their tails outstretched. And it was full of other Pokémon… Pokémon who were…

"What in the distortion world is going on here. What this place…"

"I think the words you're looking for," said Blade smirking. "Are sex dungeon!"

Hunter wouldn't have used those words, but it was certainly an apt description. All around him there were Pokémon mating. Not just mating, but doing all manner of naughty things to each other…

Immediately beside the entrance was a Charmeleon tied to a large wooden X shaped structure, his cock out, while a Hakamo-o was running their claws all over his body. In one corner, a group of eveelutions, a Flareon, Umbreon, Espeon, Sylveon and Leafeon were piled on top of each other, each simultaneously giving and receiving a dick.

A Grovyle was suspended from the ceiling by string shot. A Marowak was hog tied on the floor with his paws fastened to the end of his tail, while another Marowak stood over him. On a bed of hey, a Lycanroc, midday form was sucking off another Lycanroc, midnight form.

A Tyrogue was being taunted by s Smeargle. Hunter wasn't sure how, but it involved his hands being tied behind his back and above his head. There was a Noivern tied to the wall, while a Meowth tickled him. Two Hawlucha were rolling on the ground wrestling, and the less said for the others present, Hunter spotted a Ninetails, Mienfoo and Corphish, the better!

"Oh my." Hunter suddenly went extremely red in the face and put a paw over his mouth. It was all so overwhelming, the sights, the smell. The Secret Base was incredibly noisy as well, as the Pokémon's moans, cries, laughter, and shouting echoed off the walls. "What are they doing. They're not."

Blade put a claw on his shoulder and whispered into his ear. "Talk about lack of instinct. Did you and Ashachu ever…Become physical. I mean you do know."

"I know what mating is, if that's what you mean," Hunter snapped. "This is…"

"Okay, I'm sorry I take that back," said Blade quickly. "Let me rephrase. When you and Ashachu…mated…" For some reason he felt a lump in the back of his throat form, and the word mated was hard to get out. He swallowed and continued. "It was pretty vanilla, correct? I mean, just paws, frotting… maybe he took your cock."

Hunter glared at him. "And that's your business because?"

"What I'm trying to explain is that some Pokémon are kinky and are into things like Bondage. Being tied up, restrained, spanked, or tickled or edged. And some are into things like wrestling. Some even like sadomasochism." Blade pointed to some of the Pokémon in turn as he spoke, while Hunter looked around opened mouthed. Blade grinned. "Hehe, I've just blown your innocent mind haven't I…"

Hunter wasn't entirely sure what he thought. It was all so overwhelming; the sight and smells of the different sexy Pokémon all enjoying each other and their various fetishes. Part of him felt uncomfortable being here, while the other part of him was rooted to the spot. Intrigued. He wanted to learn and watch more of what was going on…More than that, he wanted…

"And something tells me, you like it," Blade added, mischievously.

"Whaa…Oh crap." Hunter at that moment noticed the fleshy red tip of his member poking out of its sheath.

"Hehehe…Don't worry there's no shame here little one," Incineroar growled slapping Hunter hard on the back. "It's what we're all here for. Pokémon bodies are a thing of beauty, don't hide yourself."

Hunter stumbled forward, nearly falling over at the impact from Incineroar's paw. "Oulu." He looked over his shoulder and scowled at Incineroar. "What was that for…"

Blade chuckled, before grabbing hold of his paw. "Come on you, I dare say you need a drink. Hey, you lot got a bar round here…"

[Pokémon]

"Fight, fight, fight!..."

A few minutes later and Hunter found himself perched on the back of an oval shaped black rock, watching as Nidoking and Incineroar circled each other in the middle of the chamber. The secret base was actually much larger than it appeared upon entering.

The chamber was divided into two sections, joined by a short corridor at the very back of the cavern. The other room was as spacious as the first, with a small bar had been set up at the back.

A small table frame made of bamboo, surrounded by these strange oval shaped black rocks that seemed to serve as benches or chairs, on which a few Pokémon had perched themselves. A couple more were positioned around the battlefield, intend to watch the fight.

Their chanting echoed off the chamber walls. "Fight, Fight, Fight…"

"Come on Nidoking, kick his ass."

"Give him hell, Incineroar!"

"Here you go." Hunter felt Blade slid onto the rock beside him and thrust something into his chest. Hunter instinctively lifted his paws to take it off him and glanced down to see that was a stout round coconut. The top had been cut off and there was a bright pink liquid inside.

"What's this."

"I don't know, but it's good," Blade replied, winking at him. Hunter noticed the Sneasel was holding the same coconut in his claws. He raised it to his maw and slurped down the contents in one…although at least a third spilled on his chin and chest. "Ahhhh…try it."

Hunter lowered his head to the bowl and lapped up a bit of its contents. The Riolu couldn't remember ever tasting anything like it before. It was sweet…very sweet, to the point of almost being sickly. But it also burned his throat on its way down. His eye widened. "Whoa!"

"Hehehe…Like it," said Blade patting him on the back before putting his arm around him.

Hunter however was too busy slurping down the rest of his drink to notice.

"Fight, fight, fight…"

SLAM

In the middle of the room, Nidoking and Incineroar took a run at each other, slamming into each other with enough force to make the room shudder. The Pokémon watching cheered, paws and claws punching their air, and hooting filling the cavern.

"Whoo…Nock him dead."

"C'mon Nido, beat that pussy down."

The two Pokémon fell to the ground and started grappling with each other, pushing, and pulling against each other. Their bodies glistened with sweat and their enormous cocks…Blade thought Nidoking's might be as thick as his neck…grinded against each other as they wrestled.

Hunter finished the coconut and dropped the coconut on the ground. There was something else about the drink too… It was making him feel strange, Lightheaded and a little bit dizzy. His head started to spin and the tips of his paws and toes felt numb. "Huh…I feel strange!"

Beside him Blade chuckled. "Hee-hee….Lightweight. Ah I should have known."

Hunter looked at him confused. "What?"

Again, the Sneasel patted him on the back, his claw trailing through his fur to the base of his tail. It sent a pleasant shiver through Hunter's spine. "Don't worry, Hunty. Lightweights have the most fun!"

He flashed that cocky grin at him, and a horrible thought went through Hunter's mind. 'Oh crap, did he get me drunk?'

"YEAH…PIN HIM YOU BEAST…" Blade made Hunter jump at that point, as he jumped up, so he was standing on the rock beside him, shaking a claw like a fist. "PIN HIM!"

Hunter snapped his head back up to see Nidoking, pinning Incineroar to the ground with his claws, while the two snarled at each other.

"C'mon pussy, yield already so I can spank the crap out of you."

"In your dreams Needles. It's your hide getting whipped tonight!"

The cheering from the surrounding Pokémon had become louder and more incessant.

Hunter quickly found himself getting swept away in the excitement of it all and decided to shout back, "Come on Incineroar, fight back. Get that dirty Pokémon off you." He had no idea why he was cheering on Incineroar. Perhaps it was because he was the under-Arcanine, or simply because Blade was cheering for the other mon.

"How about a countdown," Shouted a nearby Hakamo-o. "Ten…"

The rest of the crowd joined in; Blade included.

"Nine…eight…seven…six…."

Hunter watched Incineroar grit his teeth and push back desperately against Nidoking but didn't seem to be able to push the Pokémon off him. His writhing became more desperate as the countdown continued.

"Five…four…three…two…one!"

"Time up," cried Hakamo-o. "Looks like Nidoking is the winner."

"Oh yeah!" Nidoking released Incineroar's claws, getting to his feet and flexing triumphantly, while Incineroar sighed and lay flat on his back, looking defeated. "Get up and bend over pussy cat, you have a deal to honour."

"Nrrgn…I'll show you a deal." Incineroar grumbled incoherently as he sat back up and gingerly climbed to his paws.

All around the Pokémon started chanting, "Spank him, spank him, spank him," over and over again. Even Blade was doing it. Hunter however, decided to remain silent not entirely sure what was going on. And besides, he'd been cheering for Incineroar.

Nidoking sat down and Incineroar laid down across his lap, still mumbling under his breath. At once the Pokémon all gathered around them, forming a little circle. Curious now, Hunter got up from his seat and went over to join them.

As Hunter watched, Nidoking used one claw to take hold of Incineroar's tail and yank it out of the way… A little hard than was necessary, Hunter thought. With his other, he rubbed Incineroar's backside, giving his cheeks a squeeze.

The chanting continued, "Spank him, spank him, spank him…"

Nidoking raised his claw high in the air above his head. "Ya ready pussy!"

"Oh, come on. This can't be necessary," Incineroar groaned, squirming incessantly. Although his throbbing hardon was clearly visible against Nidoking's knee.

"We had a bet," growled Nidoking. "I expect you to hold up your end! And don't pretend you don't like it."

Incineroar didn't reply, just muttered indigently under his breath.

"Yeah, you tell him Nidoking." Blade sidled up behind Hunter, sicking his head over his shoulder and gripping his shoulder with his claw, nearly making Hunter jump.

"Wha…Blade!"

"Time for the price to be paid for his loss!"

Nidoking brough his claw down on hard on Incineroar's ass. A loud SMACK echoed through the chamber, and Incineroar winced and gritted his teeth.

"Ahh…Son of a…"

SMACK…

Nidoking hard smack on his backside…then another, and another. The swats rang through the chamber, along with Incineroar's moans. Incineroar's cheeks has gone the same shade crimson as the fur on his chest, and his ears twitched. All around the Pokémon spectators let out a loud "Whoop."

"Check it out, Incineroar's got strength," chuckled Blade, and when Hunter shot him a questioning look, he explained, "I'd like to see any other Pokémon take those swats from Nidoking and only go a little red in the face. Making my eyes water just watching."

SMACK…

SMACK…

SMACK…

Hunter started at the scene transfixed, his heart racing in his chest and his breathing coming short and sharp. He had never experienced anything like it. He was sporting a hard one of his own at this point but didn't care who saw it. "Wow…It's so…"

Blade giggled. "Hehehe… Like I said, you trained Pokémon are far too innocent for your own good. Never seen a mon get his rear end spanked before?" When Hunter shot him a confused look, he chuckled again and explained, "Some mons like being spanked and others get off on being publicly humiliated. These two made a bet. Looser gets spanked by the winner in front of the other Pokémon. Hawt isn't it."

Hunter nodded but didn't say anything, his eyes sliding back to the spectacle in front of him. But Blade's next words were enough to make him forget the whole thing entirely…

"Ha…You know Meowth, and I did something similar with Ashachu!"

"What about Ashachu!" Hunter whipped around, looking at Blade with wide eyes.

Blade smirked, enjoying the sudden surprise and curiosity on Hunter's face…mixed with traces of annoyance and jealousy. "Oh…it was nothing."

"Tell me," Hunter yipped, eagerly bouncing on the balls of his feet. "Tell…Wait. Am I about to find out what Ashachu was doing tied spreadeagled on the beach back in Dewford Town?"

"That's the one," said Blade with a nod. "Ashachu and Meowth decided to have a little contest, with stakes for the looser. Well, it was my idea…" He pulled a face and added, "No let me rephrase, it was half my idea. They were already keen to test their strengths against one another. I just suggested there be stakes for the looser. Funny what competition will do!"

Hunter coxed his head. "So, what happened? Meowth kicked his tail and as the price for loosing, you tied him up and…What price did he say exactly?"

A wide grin spread across Blade's face that somehow unnerved Hunter. "Oh, the price was simple," he said. "Meowth and I restrained Ashachu, like you said. Meowth was then granted the opportunity to have at the Pikachu, which he did. Gently massaging the Pikachu's body." Blade sniggered. "Not much of a problem as Ashachu saw it, until be less massaging and more a relentless ticklish hell for him."

Hunter, already stimulated by the goings on behind him, felt his dick jump and his tail twitch. "Y-you tickled him?"

Blade nodded, a beaming smile on his face as he told the story. "Hehehe…There was no mercy for him, and the over situation of his body had an undesired effect of causing a great deal of arousal… Of course, that was the plan all along, to tease and control the poor chu, for however long we could."

Hunters shivered, as Blade's tale of tickling and teasing filled his mind. There was something about, not just what the Sneasel was telling him, but the way he was telling it. His voice seemed to ooze confidence and dominance with every syllable. Like he relished taking charge and putting Ashachu in his place.

SMACK…SMACK…SMACK…

"Whoaaaa!"

There was suddenly a great cheer from the crowd. Hunter looked back over his shoulder at Nidoking and Incineroar, just in time to see Incineroar cum all over his stomach and Nidoking's knee. Nidoking gave him one final swat before breathing and deep sigh and grunted, "You did good pussy cat. You did good."

"Of course," said Blade. "I could only watch for so long before I finally gave the relief the Pikachu needed. Rather like this lot."

"Hmmp." Hunter made a clicking noise and folded his arms, trying to return Blade's confident look to him. "Interesting story. Don't know whether to feel sorry for poor Ashachu or jealous of him. Or still mad with him."

"Why don't you find out. We could always give the same thing a try…If you dare."

Hunter definitely did not like the evil grin that Blade was giving him…