Chapter 1: A Storm at Sea

"Aight… I don't know where I am. I'm not my regular self. I'm horny as hell. My dick is big as fuck… I am totally okay with this." Left and right, his gaze shifted as he examined his whereabouts. A beach, he laid strewn out on his back in the sand, feeling the occasional brush of water against his fur from the tide. What perplexed him most was the entire situation and his state of being. Why did he have fur? He was a human, was he not? But what he felt was not fitting of being passed off as merely being hair. Not to mention, a quick glance over himself and he was welcomed to nothing but yellow from his chest to his little feet. He even had a tail, its shape reminiscent of a lightning bolt. "Pikachu..." He whispered with a low groan following. "Ugh, my head… ffffuck, passing out..." Head plopping into the sand, his vision began to blur into a mesh of colors and all the sounds around him fuzzed out until nothing but black…

Elsewhere, not far from the beach, a pair of Kecleon brothers stood at their shop idling as was their usual work days. They were grateful for the extensive free time during work as their expressions of pleasure said all. Low grunts and moans sounded between the pair as what seemed like just another day of standing and lazing for hours was a moment of ecstasy for both. Beneath the counter, suckles and slurps sounded along with muffled, lustful moans. A pair of lips sealed around the green colored girth pulsing with life and excitement, bobbing up and down its size, 6 potent inches of chameleon cock throbbing in the mouth of a hungry shiny Emolga. Eyelashes batted as she gazed up to the pair of normal-types above her, her jungle-lime colored eyes meeting the lustful stares of their beady black eyes. Their moans were her encouragement to put in her all to see to their climaxes. As she went down on the green Kecleon's cock, she'd raise her ass high, pulling off the purple male's size—a similar six inches in length but slightly thicker in girth—only to drop her luscious rear down, swallowing every vein-kissed inch of dick into her moist cunt with a grunt from her and a sharp gasp out of the purple brother. She'd rest her hips upon his, grinding roughly on the male and stirring him about in her heat, her muscle control proving to be something very desirable the way her vaginal tunnel gripped and massaged the shaft within her, squeezing upon each sensitive nerve then loosening to to a light hug only to repeat her grip and grind. She could feel each and every throb of his length, the trembles of his body above her, his heavy panting and muffled grunts to keep himself from becoming too loud. Despite the lack of business, they were still in a public setting and while public sex was a common occurrence, they still had a level of professionalism to withhold. Getting a suck 'n fuck treatment… not so professional.

A growl emitted from behind her and she felt a pair of paws grab onto her waist, her backside taking a sudden pummeling from the purple Kecleon claiming her pussy. His back arched as he groaned a bit louder than he wanted, his legs trembling while he shot into her, his tip kissing right upon the female's cervix and firing a torrent of potent chameleon cream deep into her cunt. She moaned onto the male in her mouth, bobbing along his size while letting the other do as he pleased to her pussy, feeling his tightening grip at her waist and his hips pushing firmly upon hers, desperately riding out his orgasm. She decided it was about time to wrap this up, having other things to do this evening, her lips sealed around the green dick in her mouth and she began a powerful suction, sucking hard upon his every inch, her throat hugging down onto him while her tongue danced around the upper half, swirling its girth. His gasp said all, the Kecleon's body locking up, eyes widening before shutting tight, mouth agape in silent euphoria letting the pleasure crash through his form, racing down into his loins and out through his length. Ribbons of rich dick milk splattered the Emolga's mouth while her pussy continued to receive the same treatment from the Kecleon behind, both ends of her body receiving a filling of liquid love that she happily accepted and milked from both for all they had to offer.

Both Kecleon smirked to each other and pulled out of the gal between them, grasping their still bouncing lengths and jerking off through the ends of their orgasms, painting several strings of hot semen across the Emolga's plush ass and adoring, smiling face, her ass swaying and bumping the purple meat while she gives light laps at the base of the green rod in front. Soon, the two's releases tapered off and they collapsed against each other in a heap of sweating bliss, basking in the afterglow consuming them. A soft giggle sounded from the girl, her cunt drooling with semen and licking bits of cum leftover on her face her tongue could reach. "Mmmh, salty, musky… potent… oh yeah, that's the stuff I love~" She smirked and gave the boys a pat on the head. "Thanks again, boys. Always happy to cum and give y'all some personal business, hm hm~ Wish I could stick around for round two, but I got a date with the beach and some Krabby bubbles. They're prettiest in the evening. Toodles!" Hopping over the counter, she gave her cum streaked ass a teasing sway to the pair and made her way down the road, not caring who saw her that way. She'd wash when she got to the beach, never hurt to enjoy the leftovers of a male in her fur for an extended period. Washing it out was always hell once it dried, but the thrill of a good cumshot was always worth the aftermath to her.

Arriving at the beach, she had to marvel at the sight before her as she'd just made it in time for the Krabby to begin spraying their bubbles into the air. Bubbles filled the sky around her, the sunset sky and beautiful blue sea reflecting off of each of he bubbles with a brilliant twinkle about them. Her lime eyes glistened in awe, "Now this is why I came here from the Mist Continent…" She sighed happily, her tail wagging as she absorbed the view into memory, "So beautiful… mmh, what I'd give to take a dicking in a sunset like this… eh?" Her attention was caught by something ahead of her. "Hey… what's happenin' over there?" She approached to get a better look, curiosity getting the better of her. Shock caught her when she saw someone collapsed and buried slightly in the sand. "Ehh!? What the… a Pikachu?" She rushed over to the other electric-type to check on him and make certain he was okay. Standing before him, her cheeks flushed red and her concern melted away, opening up to a sea of arousal. Despite whatever condition this male could be in, finding him unconscious in the sand and essentially half buried in it, there was one part of him she'd certainly be burying soon enough…

"Fuck… he's big...~" The Emolga licked her lips, her admiration leaving the beach sunset and now fixated upon the swollen 8 inches of Pikachu girth standing tall before her with a faint glistening of past precum having trailed down the sides of his dick. She bit her lip, a fire welling in her loins once again. Her legs shut closed, trying to calm the storm already brewing within, her cum sloppy cunt beginning a drool of her essence. All rational thinking was quick out of her mind. This male probably needed help! Yeah… help… all that dick couldn't go unattended like this, right? That's… that's the help he needs, right? He's not in any immediate danger… he wouldn't sport such a fat hard-on if he were, right!?

"Yeah… yeah, I can do this… it's not wrong, and besides… it might wake him up. And who wouldn't wanna wake up nutting in hot pussy~?" She spoke more so to make herself feel less in the wrong about what she was about to do. Regardless of it, she was going to take him anyway. She just wanted to feel that this was fine and OK. A paw moved towards the towering flesh, wrapping around its base. She trembled at the contact; it was so thick, she couldn't get her fingers all the way around him! The heat that emanated from the spire of mating flesh; she felt its warmth caressing her digits as she gripped him. Arceus, this male was a fountain of masculine potency! She had to know if he was a full package. Her eyes traveled slightest further down… they widened as the chu did not disappoint. Beneath that pole of goodness were a pair of golf balls. Two plump, sizable gems surely loaded to the brim with cum. Yeah… this male was a breeder and his genitals were all the proof. There was only one test left… the longest test of them all.

"Potency… quality… quantity… endurance… the most important test of all~" She licked her lips, realizing then that she had started drooling for him. Her pussy was drenched in her nectar and bits of excess semen trailing down her inner thighs. She wanted to sit on him right then and there and ride him out for hours. But she was a woman of quality. Regardless of how slutty she deemed herself in both actions and words, she had a reputation to create and hold up to. You can get the girl drooling from both orifices, but she wasn't easy. At least not when it came to someone else in control of her. No, she was going to see if this cock deserved to plunge into her velvet caves. No matter the size, if the performance didn't meet her demands, she would not taint herself with lackluster results.

"Don't disappoint me, chu~" She leaned in, nose pressing upon the tip of the male meat. She took a strong whiff of him, a heavy drool of juice spilling from her cunt and down her thighs as a powerful wave of musk invaded her nostrils and corrupted her senses. Fuck… his dick smelled amazing. Her mind nearly shattered under his scent alone. All that dick, all that size, and he's got the smell to break a girl too!? He's got A+'s everywhere so far! She needed to taste him. She couldn't do her little foreplay act anymore. He got her impatient and he wasn't any wiser of the reality of things happening. It was all merely a wet dream to him, the shadow of some unknown Pokemon working him with such a delicate touch, her tongue pushing upon his tip, dainty paws attempting to wrap themselves around his base. What really got the Emolga so worked up was seeing how thick his base was only for her to note that it wasn't even the thickest point! That achievement belonged to the midsection of his cock, starting mildly thick at the head of his human-type cock then thickening a bit towards the shaft only to thin out again at the base to about similar girth to the head. Many veins trailed its thickness, further accentuating the male's arousal. A couple thicker, more detailed veins traveled up his length as well, the thickest and longest racing up the upside of his length with the shorter up the left side of his dick. All in all, it was top quality eye candy and the Emolga planned to have it all to herself.

Kisses traced the head of the chuhood, kissing upon the sides, giving special attention to the bellend, even tender nips at it. A dallop of pre-cum grew at the tip of his length, her eyes fixating to that growing bubble of musky flavor. She leaned her nose toward it and took a whiff, that previous musky aroma from his dick now amplified twice over from the smell of his precum mixing into the prior stench of masculine desire. Her entire figure shook. How did he have such power over her? He wasn't even conscious and she felt he had full control of the situation! Her pussy dripped with her essence, more of her mixed nectar and Kecleon seed drooling down her borderline drenched inner thighs, a low groan rumbling in her throat that she tried to suppress. She had a reputation to form, dammit! She can't just let any male with a good sex stink get her so submissive like this! But… if it smelled that good, how would it taste..?

She pulled back, now hesitant to proceed. Why was she backing down? The perfect male laid before her completely at her mercy, his dick at full mast and clearly wanting her, and she was cowering! Did the fear of losing control really cripple that badly? Was she really going to pass up a blessing from Arceus Himself all because a few smells and sights made her mind hazy and her legs feel like jelly? "No!" She exclaimed, her hold on his dick tightening. "Alright, me, it's time to set some ground rules. You're a quality bitch first and a dominatrix second. Some boys are gonna come out on top and that's fine! Now suck that dick like ya ain't ever gonna suck another in your life!" Reassuring herself through… methods… she pulled on the male's cock lightly, aiming the meaty spire at her face and opening wide for it. Tongue out, she leaned in quick and sealed her lips around the entire head of Pikachu meat, the dabble of pre landing right onto her tongue as it pressed onto him. Salty, bitter, musky… she loved the flavor. She was a girl who loved her salty tastes and this… it had just the right amount of lingering taste to it. Nothing extreme at all, in fact, it was pretty natural to taste this from a male. At least, that's what she's deduced from personal experience. But this… something about this male in particular. The musky aroma filling her nostrils, clouding her vision in a lustful haze, the salty touch of his girth and fluid upon her tongue, that mildly bitter after taste that followed…

Juices dribbled heavily from her folds as her legs shook violently, the flying electric gal dropping to her knees in a heavy pant against the chu's dick. Drips of nectar fell to the sand below, her sensitive ears barely picking up the near nonexistent sound of light pitter patter against the sandy earth beneath them from her cunt.

She'd just cum herself from tasting a boy's dick.

What a mess. What a rush. She felt so submissive, so out of control of the situation. Yet she had all the control she could ever want. His dick in her mouth, in her hold as she knelt over him. She focused so hard on the prize that she'd forgotten that this was hers for the taking in the first place.

Oh well, at this point it became very hard to care anymore. She'd just made her mess and now she was going to return the favor tenfold. If he was able to get her cumming just attempting to blow him, he was beyond worth her time and body. Down she went on him, taking an additional inch of dick with every bob of her head, tongue dancing the meat invading her muzzle, a powerful suction sounding as she milked at the Pikachu's penis. She quickly made it down the full 8 inches of thick flesh, her mouth and neck alike stretched by the size and length that filled deep into her gullet. Eyes shut tight, she rested there, very thankful she'd long since lost her gag reflex, and let her muscles begin their expertise. Her throat squeezes down onto the shaft, milking at it before loosening for her to allow air through, albeit slowly due to the dick plunged down her throat. She'd repeat the process, clamping and slurping rough at the male until the need for air became too great. She'd raise off the cock with a sloppy kiss against the tip of the leaking rod, gazing over the breeding pole glistening with her saliva and the copious spills of pre. She wanted so badly to sit upon it, to ride that cock. But she thirsted for his flavor, hungered for his essence. She wanted a gush of semen down her throat, slosh his cream about and savor the taste. She went back down on him, every inch lost in the confines of her warm mouth, sealing down and resuming her suckle at the chu, bobbing along his dick quickly. Up and down she went, panting through her nose with eyes shut and paws digging gently into the male's thighs, combing her digits through his fur. Lush and fluffy described the male well.

She took an upward glance at the still unconscious electric-type, seeing the goofy smile upon his face with a bit of drool trailing from his mouth. "Mmhh, someone's having sweet dreams~" She thought, not quite in a position to speak with 8 inches of dick in her mouth and down her throat. Growls rattle her tongue against the dick in her mouth, swirling the male against her tongue in tandem with her bobbing. Her eyes widened and a surge of dread ran through her when she felt a paw plant itself on the top of her head and pushed her down. Looking up, she saw the male's maw opened now with that same, goofy smile, tongue drooped out as a purring sigh sounding. The Emolga's face flushed a deep red hue when the first shot of potent liquid shot down her throat. He was cumming! His hips bucked with every spill of white into the sky squirrel, moans from the chu encouraging the fem to take all she could. She'd pull up from his dick, leaving only the head in her maw and rested on her thick tongue, catching the ropes of succulent dick milk in her gullet to savor the taste of chu cum. Her cheeks began to puff out with the sheer amount pumping out, now forced to swallow to make room for the continuous shots keeping her maw pooled with semen so as not to waste any. He went on for near 30 seconds pumping her throat with rich spunk, the Emolga's eyes rolled back as she overloaded on nut, much too persistent and stubborn to let a drop of this scrumptious man cream go to waste, slurping the male, milking at him for as much as she can take, those puffy cheeks sloshing semen about as she gulped and sucked through his lasting climax.

Feeling the pooling of cum cease to a halt and begin to overflow, she pulled away from the chu's meat, tongue swirling the pool of jizz about and letting the final shots of seed paint her face, adding to the collection of dried Kecleon milk on her face. She savored his taste a moment longer before letting it all race down her throat in three big gulps. "I must be dreaming..." She spoke silently, "He's perfect… there's no way this is real. His dick is huge, his load is amazing, his taste… fuck…" She bit her lip, feeling a twinge of arousal burning between her legs. She needed him. No more teasing, no more foreplay. It was time to take what she deemed rightfully hers.

She acted fast, shifting and straddling the still unconscious male's lap, her ass high and moist labia kissing against the tip of the chu's spire. She quivered from the contact alone—what was this spell he had over her that made her like this!? She wanted so badly to tease him, even if he couldn't react or beg, she just wanted to reassure herself that she was in control, that he was wrapped around her finger and not the other way around.

Her hips rolled downward, pushing on the male's tip, her moist labia kissing and grinding down, her sex spreading for him. A squelch sounded with a gasp from the Emolga following upon penetration, the head of the chu's meat popping through her tight snatch, spreading her around him. Her body numbed with a surge of sensation, tail stiffening straight and giving a violent twitch. Pleasure filled her senses as she descended the chuhood filling her to her limit, eyes rolled back only managing half the male's dick before she halted for a break, nectar spilling around the cock within her, lathering the saliva lubed meat with her own essence. She could feel his every pulsation bump her vaginal walls, hearty throbs grinding the male into her heat. Slowly, she'd push further on the cock being consumed into her juicy cunt, a song of gasps and moans playing from the horny fem riding the throes of euphoria. She'd manage the thicker half of cock into her body, now settled upon 8 full inches of rodent cock, eyes rolled back and an incredible feeling of fullness washing through along with the imminent approach of a second orgasm. She'd never felt a male so girthy, to be truly at her limit, right on the brink of breaking, it was a thrill she wouldn't be able to live without experiencing again and again. What pleasure, what feeling, what a rush!

The Pikachu's lips curled into a goofy smile from the fleshy, moist hug grappling his every inch, the convulsions rippling around his length fueling his wet dreams. Oh how vivid it all felt, the grinding, the squeezes, her gasps and moaning, the spill of nectar around him. She was cumming on his cock already! This mysterious female was a wonder, if only she were real… She had the figure of a Pokemon—at least that's what he thought—though what Pokemon he wasn't sure. It was merely a fuzzy silhouette; the bit of shape and figure he could make out was anything but human, much too short and seemed like she had big ears. He could also make out a swishing tail behind her, swaying to and fro in tandem with the movements of her body upon his. It truly was a dream he wish came true, to have a Pokemon on him like this… he would give his life for such an opportunity. Truly the mindset of a raunchy pokephile with an incurable thirst to fuck any and every Pokemon that so much as even looks in his direction. Yes, if this could be the rest of his life, he'd never want to wake up. Though, what really rattled his thinking was why his body was so yellow… and small? And furry? All of it was fur, even his dainty little hands were yellow with the same fur. He also felt an additional appendage connected just above his butt or something. Is this what it felt like to have a tail? And his ears, they were more sensitive than he recalled, and also floppy and long! AND YELLOW! Black tips, though. The dots were quickly connecting, like the rise and fall of the female onto his dick, the squeeze of her insides at him.

Fuck, she felt so good. Like… really good. He caught the realistic sensation her cunt rippling and riding. This couldn't just be a dream, could it? He felt this. He felt this. The building sensation, the welling in his loins. Granted, he could just be about to bust a nut on himself in his sleep, but it was more than that. It wasn't just the buildup of an orgasm. It was each movement, the smack of plump ass to his hips, the cries of ecstasy from the once again orgasming female. Even when she'd sucked his dick, it all felt too real to be merely in his head. The pleasure made it hard to focus. His thoughts were going all over the place, trying to unravel the mystery of his yellow body to how good it felt to be fucked by this frisky female slamming herself on him. He bit his lip and a growl rumbled in his throat. He was getting close, the throbs against squelching wet walls made it evident to the girl. Her grinding became stronger, her thrusts rougher but slower, easing up with a hard squeeze and tug at his dick then loosening her canal as she dropped to let him plunge through her with relative ease, the audible SCHLORP! of his dick being swallowed into her sounding with a powerful SMACK! upon contact of ass to hips, crotch to crotch, head to cervix. Electricity was flying between the two, quite literally at that. Her cheeks seemed to sparkle with crackles of lightning and his cock did the same within her, the sparks electrifying sensitive nerves in the fem and winning squeals and sharp gasps out of the girl struggling to keep her balance under the crashing torrents of orgasm. A third time, she splashed his dick—by now, his crotch fur was completely matted down by her sweetness. The scent of sex surrounded the pair, every intake of oxygen laced heavily in the stench of sweet juice and insatiable musk.

His paws inched forward for the silhouetted female, every movement of his arms feeling like trying to tug towers of lead. Why were his arms so heavy? No matter how far he'd stretch, he seemed unable to reach her, as if her body would move back as he'd grab for her, always remaining just out of his range. He grunted out from her drop onto his lap, feeling himself buried in her heat and his head popping deeper than usual. Her orgasm had loosened her up and he'd sink right through her cervix! Her grip was like a vice around his tip, clamped down so tight it almost hurt. She was truly milking him for all he was worth, his dick pulsing strong, balls pressing up into his body, and the well of release rushing upwards through his length. Pleasure struck powerfully and the hazy world around him melted into a kaleidoscope of colors before they all burst outwards and took forms. An unfamiliar yet all too familiar beach setting surrounded him with the flow of glistening bubbles through the air, the sun nearly completing its descend into the ocean horizon ahead. He'd become conscious of the feeling of sand in his fur and the waves of the tide brushing against him from below. In front of him, a brown and white rodent female sat upon him with her head thrown back and eyes rolled back, mouth agape and drooling in a cry of euphoria. All the feeling in his dream came crashing down upon him and his paws lunged forth, grasping at the girl's wide hips and hips giving a hard thrust upward against the hilted fem. Her eyes widened and a sharp gasp of shock and pleasure resounded from both electric-types before the two erupted into an orgasmic cry, her fifth splashing him down while his second assaulted the Emolga's womb. Backs arched and hips ground roughly upon one another as they rode out climaxes beyond describable, pleasure so powerful, so uncontrollable that neither could for words, trapped in a loop of howls and moans to and for one another. Through his release, the chu had registered only one thing of importance to the situation he'd just found himself waking to.

He was balls deep in a Pokemon. And she was milking the cum straight from his balls. He wasn't asleep anymore.

Heaven is real.

Semen spilled from the Emolga's overflowing snatch, her cunt still milking all the while even as it ran out of space to store the load of Pikachu cream still pumping her swelled gut, panting and quaking, grinding down against the male. By the time the two had stopped splashing each other in their respective cum, the Pikachu was almost ready to pass out again, Emolga not far behind. She collapsed into his arms, the male draping his arms over her back sloppy, the two gazing face to face with each other. Without thinking or saying anything, the two met lips for a gentle kiss, parting for tongues to meet in a lustful dance, coiling together and exploring each other's mouths. Two strangers, knowing not even one another's names, in a lover's quarrel, battling through mouth and tongue, connected from both above and below. Pulling away, strands of mixed saliva connected their lips as their gazes met again, soft panting from the chu and heavy from the sky squirrel.

"You two done your public whore prostitutin' already?" A gruff, dopey voice rung up from behind the pair. The exhausted Emolga gazed up to see two silhouettes approaching from the darkness of the crags. In his current position, the Pikachu wasn't able to see the two, pinned on his back under the female. "Was gettin' reeeeal tired of waitin' on you fucks. You been fuckin' that sleeping punk for upwards of a whole damn hour!" The sleazy, casual grunt voice chimed in after.

"Guh… what the hell do you two want..." The Emolga attempted to speak threateningly to the pair but could barely get her words out through her panting. The pair chuckled and smirked, not saying another word and made their assault! The plump orb of noxious gases attacked the Emolga, knocking her off of the Pikachu and onto the dampened sand, effectively pulling her off of his dick as well. The male's chuhood remained standing tall, not showing any signs of sexual exhaustion, the dick milk drenched spire throbbing idly before the three Pokemon.

"Damn, dude. Ya get enough of a fuck? How the fuck ya still hard?" Came from the big mouthed bat, a Zubat, the chu had deduced after seeing him. "Whatevs, yo Koffing, grab the slut! We got business to take care of."

"Gotcha." Koffing replied, managing to scoop the worn and easily beaten female off the ground… somehow. He's just a ball with poisonous gas in it, really. Regardless, he had her borderline unconscious body riding atop his body and he floated back to his partner.

"Hey… w-wait, what the hell's happening..?" The Pikachu inquired, lifting himself weakly from the sandy ground. He was quickly tackled back down onto his back by the Zubat who merely chuckled at the exhausted male beneath him.

"Heh, stay down and outta business ya ain't got shit to do with, bub." Zubat smirked, the eyeless bat turning away and following his partner into what appeared to be a sort of cave entrance. Pikachu was dumbstruck. What the hell actually just happened? One second he's getting a suck and fuck that he thought was nothing more than a wet dream, the next he's waking up to a deep creampie into a Pokemon, something he never thought in his life could happen—he didn't even know Pokemon existed for real! The second after that, he's getting his ass thrown around like used tissue and the girl who just showed him a whole new world and brought his heaven to reality is being kidnapped by a pair of goons?

"Aight…" He got back up and dusted off his sandy and matted fur. He had possibly a literal hundred of questions to ask and that Emolga had all the answers. Plus, he felt he owed her for that damn good job. Plus plus, he could certainly go for figuring out how the asshole of a Zubat and Koffing works. He was a real proper pokephile alright. Even in the midst of a crime, his dick did not discriminate. He high tailed it into the cave without a second thought. It was time for a rescue.

BEACH CAVE.

"Strange. What a peculiar place this is. Deeeefinitely doesn't look anything like its entrance." The chu was confuzzled. The inside of the cave almost looked as if you were inside of a coral reef maze minus all the water that you'd usually have to swim through. The cave walls were almost crystal-like with their cobalt blue and rich blue-black hues. What the hell kind of place was this!? "Yeah… yeah, I'mma have a fuck ton of questions for that girl." Pikachu spoke to himself, "A bunch of questions we can prolly talk out while she's gettin' me balls deep in that ass. I owe her… but she doesn't gotta know that~ I might get a special thank you outta this." Yeah, he wasn't much of a hero-type. In fact, he was only here because he needed answers. And because he wanted to fuck her again. Really, it was all beneficial to himself. Quite selfish but he couldn't care less. Besides, she'd appreciate the rescuing regardless, right?

"Guuh?" The male's ear twitched as he heard what sounded like a sloshy voice from the darkness of the dungeon halls. His attention darted towards the south entrance to the small room he was in.

"What the hell was that? Yo, who are you? Get out here!"

"Sheeelll...~?" He could hear a slimy slithering sound and soon enough, he'd see a pair of blue and green slugs coming his way.

"Oh. Just a couple of Shellos." The Pikachu chuckled at the cute pair of Pokemon that now stood in front of him, seeming to eye him down as if analyzing the electric-type. "I think it's safe to say y'all ain't here to make friends. So I'mma put it like this. I got a girl to save and as much as I'd like to take a lil' detour down pleasure park, Those couple of shitheads could be doing literally anything to her right now and I ain't having it. So step outta my way and I ain't gotta…" He stopped and gulped. He suddenly realized that, despite finally acknowledging the fact he was no longer a human and had taken the form of a Pikachu—even more questions for later—he hadn't the slightest clue on how to utilize this body and the abilities it had. He hoped they wouldn't realize that.

"Loooss..." The two slugs looked toward each other and began talking amongst each other in their feral speech.

"Hey, so are y'all gonna start speakin' normal so I can understand or what?" Again, the Pikachu found himself pondering. How could he understood the Emolga, Zubat, and Koffing just fine but these Shellos sounded just like they do in the Pokemon anime he'd watch when he was human? He figured he'd be able to understand them all since he was a Pokemon himself now. Was there something about this weird cave that caused this to happen?

His answers went ignored and his train of thought cut when the world around him spun downward and the chu found himself tackled onto his back. "Waah!" He shouted, head smacking against the ground a bit harder than desired, dazing the male temporarily. He groaned and rubbed the back of his head, shifting upward into a sitting position before he was pinned down beneath one of the Shellos. "Alright, what in every hell is going on here!? Do you mind!?" Pikachu shouted to the pair, but they didn't listen of course. He didn't even know if they could understand him. He couldn't pick up on their speech, was it the same for them? Not quite the time to test that when his life could potentially be in danger right now!

His concerns were rising. He could really go for a Thundershock attack right about now! But how does he do it? Does he focus on the lightning in his body? Does he just channel the power? Maybe he shouts the attack and it just happens? Again, his thought process got cut when a sudden rush of pleasure spiked through him. "Wh—ohh fuck—"He tensed up and his eyes darted downward. He was no longer being pinned and instead saw one of the Shellos on his lap, its lower half slithering and wiggling wildly as the gooey slug was planted directly upon his lap, more specifically on his crotch. His face flushed red as his cock was quickly roused from his sheath, reaching full mast in just seconds. His dick was squished against the Shellos on his lap, feeling its slick, slimy body grind and wiggle on him, every bit of his dick—his balls too—being massaged by wetness. It was like a huge, long tongue brushing and dragging on his cock but the sensation never ended. His back arched and his mind hazed with lust and pleasure, his objective quickly lost to sensation, hips bucking and grinding on the gooey water-type. Moans sounded from both chu and Shellos, the slug seeming to get off on the grinding to its body, like a strange mating of sorts or something. Whatever, Pikachu didn't care, he only wanted to fuck it and cum in or on it. Or both.

The pleasure seemed to dissipate as the Shellos moved off of him, his slimy cock standing tall now as the male groaned from the lack of feeling. The downtime only lasted moments before multiple sensations assaulted his sensitive glans. Twin tongues swirled the chu's dick as the two Shellos began double teaming him, lips sealing around his tip while the other's mouth kissed and licked down his sides to his heavy gems, sloppy slurps sounding from both horny wild Pokemon. "H-holy fuck, this is happening… this is really fucking happening..." The chu was still in disbelief that this was his reality now. Here he was, in the body of a Pikachu, sitting in front of two Shellos giving him a blowjob. Was this just another dream maybe? A dream within a dream and he was at the last layer before waking up? No, this feeling was as surreal as it gets. No amount of pinching could wake him up from the truth.

He was ecstatic.

"Yeah… j-just the head, lil fella… just suckle the head like that..~" The chu instructed the Shellos currently sucking his dick. It seemed to understand him as it did just as he requested, working only the sensitive head of the male's uncut dick, the foreskin drawn back enough to expose the extra sensitive head when the mouse was at full mast. He really couldn't remember much about his previous life outside of being a human, but damn was he glad he'd at least kept his dick… in a sense, at least. The same 8 inches and its human-type like when he was… well, human. Except, now the shaft's skin was yellow, similar to his fur, with a pink-red head when the foreskin pulled back to reveal it.

Precum spilled from the male's girth, dribbling over the swirling tongue of the hungry Shellos, gobbling up his essence like a child given candy on their birthday. Tasting the male's musky flavor, the Shellos seemed to be driven to work overtime as the suckles at his length picked up twofold, lips clamped harder, milking like a juicy vacuum of warm flesh gripping down and tugging at his pole. The Shellos dropped its head to consume every inch, sucking powerfully at the chu's dick while the other engulfed both plump testicles, his entire sex buried into the mouths of two horny slugs. He groaned loudly, orgasm fast approaching as his body grew more and more sensitive the more he kept up fucking. The two could sense this in the tensing of the electric-type's balls and the heavy throbs of his girthy breeding pole, both water-types upping their ante, milking at the sac and cock, ready for their treat.

"Aggh… FUCK!" Pikachu howled, back arching as he went off quick. The two pulled away and began to shower the head in licks, sucks, and kisses, the shower of semen painting both Shellos's faces, getting a healthy coating of white dick juice upon their tongues and mouths as well, gulping his flavor hungrily, desperately even. Despite his showing sexual exhaustion, the male's load was no less plentiful than his first two, a whole ten long and potent ropes of thick jizz coating the two slutty wilds before they'd pull away from the spent male and leave as abruptly as they'd entered the room, leaving the chu sprawled out on his back in this mysterious dungeon of sorts.

"...fuck, my personal heaven is gonna be the death of me..." Pikachu spoke, panting and trying to recollect himself. "...heh… I ain't complaining."

It took him a moment of gathering himself and remembering his purpose for being here in the first place before he'd began his travel through the dungeon. He needed a break from the constant sex. Even with his recovery time being low and his ability to fuck repeatedly, his body and his libido spoke two different messages to those around him. He decided to avoid any more confrontation, turning the other cheek in the presence of any other Pokemon. He'd found himself unfortunate in a few more instances in his traversing the dungeon, caught in a strange situation with a Corsela—a coraljob, he called it. Who knew they could soften their bodies like that? He'd even gotten a bit of a literal clamping from a hungry Shellder that'd gotten too excited giving his cock a wild tongue bath. Fortunately, the wild Pokemon didn't close its shell too hard and the chu left with only a slight ache at the base of his dick. It was like penetrating through a dry entrance to get the rest of your cock assaulted by a large and wild appendage that lathered all over your cock as if it were a lollipop. Fortunately, he'd only been caught two times after the Shellos incident and found himself at the bottom floor of the dungeon.

He'd come up to a dead end surrounded by rocky crags and walling. Right in front of him were his targets. The Koffing and Zubat along with the Emolga. No. His Emolga. And those bastards were defiling her! Her lips sealed around the Zubat as she bobbed along his size, sucking reluctantly at the male that thrust against her face with merciless abandon. From behind, her ass was held high for the Koffing to plunge his dick into with incredible pace. Pikachu didn't even stop to think about how or where the heck a Koffing would even conceal its penis or vagina or any genitals for that matter. They were raping her and he wasn't going to have it! He still didn't know how to use moves, but he'd picked up a strange seed earlier with a burning radiance about it, figuring he could use it somehow. He didn't speak a word, they were both occupied on fucking the Emolga against her will, her eyes shut with tears welling and racing down her cheeks, gagging each time the Zubat would force his body forward to fuck down her throat. He'd go for the bat first since he was closer. He got down into a runner's position, dominant foot in back to kick off of. He'd lurch forward into a rapid sprint, his body's ability to dash with incredible speed catching the chu off guard—he didn't take into account his new body's much better agile capabilities—and ended up crashing into the Zubat sloppily, shoving the male away from the Emolga and causing him to crash hard into a wall, knocking him out on the spot. Pikachu ended up tumbling and falling face first into a puddle of water, groaning and picking himself up off the floor.

Koffing's attention was quickly pulled from the female's ass as his partner was tackled into submission by a yellow blur. Infuriated, he tugged out of the girl and looked to see the same Pikachu from earlier was the assailant. "You!" He shouted, fumes literally puffing from his body to signify his rage. "We told ya to fuck off from our business, didn't we!?"

"Yeah, well guess what, cuck fuck, she's my business as well!" The Pikachu retorted, clutching the seed in his hand. "I got a thousand questions about literally everything happening and you back alley rejects show up and take away the only person that might have some answers for me! So you can take your little bat bitch and shove off or you'll see what it feels like to be sodomized!"

"Big talk comin' from a little rat." Koffing guffawed heartily at his enemy.

"Big talk coming from a cancer balloon!" Pikachu pounced at the other male without warning. Koffing was caught off guard and was tackled to the ground easily. Pinning the ball of fumes with one paw, the chu took the seed and something in him clicked, causing him to pop the seed into his mouth and eat it. Immediately, his entire body grew hot and his gut seemed to build up a well of flames before they came firing from his mouth in a single burst, blasting right into Koffing's face. The male let off a pained cry as he was effectively ignited and fainted on the spot, both goons knocked out and defeated. "Whoa… where'd that come from?" Pikachu seemed to regain himself after a sort of blackout moment, looking around his surroundings. His attention was caught when he was tackled to the ground—seems to be a running gag at this point—by Emolga.

"Oh thank you, thank you!" She cried, nuzzling into him and giving him a hard kiss to the lips. Pikachu's face flushed red after she pulled away and helped him back up. "You're a real lifesaver! Those assholes had been trying to get at my… asshole. They'd been stalking me for a long while now and clearly been trying to get between my legs. I kept turning them down because they're not my type, plus they're real selfish jerks with no consideration for others."

"Well… I mean, you're probably the source to a lot of things I have to ask and they butted in sooooo…" Pikachu chuckled and scratched the back of his head. "A-Anyway, let's get outta here and back to the beach. Screw those guys."

And back to the beach the pair went. By the time they made it out, it was near completely dark out. The night seemed very young as there was still the slightest tint of oranges and pinks in the far horizon. "Thanks again for your help. I really do appreciate you coming for me." Emolga bowed to the male. "So, you said you had questions for me, right? I'll see what I can answer for ya. It's the least I could do."

"Right, so first of all, where is this place?" Pikachu started immediately. He figured it'd be best to get the basics out first before hitting the complex issues. "I just woke up here earlier with you on my lap and really milking me dry but before that… I can't remember anything but a name, a human, and a love for Pokemon."

"Human!? You mean… like a real human?" Emolga's eyes nearly popped out of her head with intrigue. "I've heard of humans before, they're in lots of folklore and books and stuff! They say humans lived here in the Pokemon world along us long ago before their species on our planet went extinct. Nobody seems capable of recalling how they were wiped out, but the books make mention that there may be other planets out there with humans on them. Were you really once a human before?"

"Err y-yeah! I mean, that's all I remember about myself as a human, though. I know I am—were once a human. But why is that all I can recall before this moment? I don't get it…"

"Hey, hey." Emolga patted his back and smiled. "We'll find your memory. Maybe you're here for a reason or something, you think? Or maybe someone out there knows more about humans and can help you."

"I suppose. But how am I gonna find someone like that all alone in a world like th—did you say 'we'?"

"Yeah, we! I can't just leave you to yourself in a world like this with no memory! You'd get yourself killed or something! Plus, if you truly are a human like you say, you probably haven't the slightest idea how to use your new body effectively. You sure didn't use any Thundershocks back there or anything." Emolga giggled at the male's expense. "Besides, I think we can help each other out in sooo many more ways than you think, big boy~"

"Oh? Elaborate for me."

"See, I'm actually not from around here. My homeland is a different continent on this planet. I usually visit here for the scenery, tons of beautiful spots and lots of great locales and natives! I come here so often that I began to think… if you love it so much, why don't you marry it? You know that saying right? I'm sure you do. Anyway! My point is, and as you have seen, I have a very high libido. I LOVE sex. Like, I LIVE for sex. Everyday, I get in at least one fling or I will absolutely lose it. I've had this burning sensation for pleasure ever since I became mature enough to mate and all that baby making garbage. My mom said it's some sorta curse or something that's passed down through the family through their daughters yadda yadda something about our ancestor tricking a Ninetales, blah blah. You know about Ninetales and their magical capabilities, right?"

"Y...Yeah..? They can lay various curses on oth—"

"RIGHT! So this and that, ancestor got cursed for raping a Ninetales, now each first-born daughter is plagued to suffer an insatiable sexual lust for as long as she is fertile and capable of mating. And I know what you're probably thinking! 'Well why don't you just become sterile or something?' and you'd be right! If that were the case. See, my mom actually told me that becoming sterile through manual means, such as surgery or something, will not lift the curse. Unless you're born sterile—if that's even possible is beyond me—you will always feel this lustful urge until either you conceive a daughter or you become too old for an active sex life. And, well… even if I wanted the curse lifted, I kinda… I love the sex. The thrills of smashing hips with strangers. The pleasure of it all, the sensation of being pinned by a male larger than me~ Grinding cunts with a girl and making her submit to my demand! Mmhffuck, just thinking about it gets me fired up!" Emolga shook with hunger, her legs closing as a heated moan escaped her lips. "A-Ahem!… Sorry about that. Where was I… right! So, I come here a lot and I started thinking; well I'm always around here and I go screwing near everything that can walk, talk, or breathe, why don't I turn this continent into a kingdom of pleasure ruled by my iron fist? An entire land that lives by the way of their genitals, doesn't that sound like an absolute haven of paradise!?"

Pikachu was surprised by this girl's… everything, really. Her goals, her ambitions, her backstory? Well it wasn't really hers but he didn't care. He was a pokephile who'd fuck anything Pokemon. She was a borderline succubus cursed to a life of sex.

Was he certain he wasn't still dreaming? All the planets in the universe had to align for an opportunity—a life so perfect to come to fruition like this. Her goals were nothing short of completely ideal to the chu. He wanted that. Screw being a human, if he can get laid with any Pokemon he wants using this body, who needs such a useless body like that? "Yeah. Yeah, it does! And you know what? I want to help you achieve that dream! Perhaps I can recover my memory if we find the right ones, but whether or not I do… this is a life I would never replace~"

"Fuck yeah! Let's do it!" Emolga pumped her fist into the air and gave a cry of joy. "OH! But… we gotta start somewhere, you know?"

"Shit, that's right." Pikachu conked himself on the head. "We can't just start going around raping everyone like it's a drunken frat rave."

"You're right. And I gotcha covered there." Emolga smirked like she knew something he didn't. In hindsight, she knew a lot that he didn't. "We need a cover up to our agenda. And I know just the thing. There's a place in town called Wigglytuff's Guild. They're a training grounds for Pokemon who want to become explorers—exploration teams, they call them. You can get a way with so much sketchy business if you're an exploration team~ Especially if you're famous with a huge reputation! People will look up to you with respect, especially if you offer… additional services to your clients. You'd be amazed how willing to negotiate a thankful Pokemon is. I'll let you in on a special secret; we are quite willing to turn the other cheek with a good bribe or proposal~" Emolga licked her lips and smirked, pressing up against the male and giving him a teasing grope to his balls.

"H-Heh… I'll keep that in mind~" He let out a playful growl and gave her ass a gentle squeeze and grope, winning a deep growl of her own and a wiggle of her hips and rump. "So, you and me apply to become guild apprentices and we can use our building reputation as an exploration team to rebuild the minds of our clients and the world around us, is that what you're getting at?"

"Ding ding! That's exactly it! If we can become Guildmaster Rank, we'd have the highest possible respect and recognition as a team! We'd even be able to make our own guild and become guildmasters ourselves and directly corrupt the minds of youthful explorers working under our instruction and they will carry our torch and bring sexual corruption to this continent!"

"I love it, I love it! Let's get to it! Let's get to work!" The two bumped fists and threw them to the sky in cheer. "Lead the way, Captain~"

"Heh heh… that's Captain Pecan, handsome~" She licked her lips, the pair leaving from the beach and toward the guild.

"That handsome chu's name is Jack, thank you~" The Pikachu chuckled, arm draped over her shoulder like two bros leaving the bar after a night out.

Yeah. He could get used to this.