Adult-FanFiction.org : Anime

For the Love of Pokemon!	By : SpacePirateKhan Category: Pokemon > Crossovers Views: 7605 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon, nor do I profit from this writing. If I did, I wouldn't be broke...

Chapter List
- 1-A First time for Everything...
- 1
Quick Note:

__Please Ignore the underscores. They are my way of dealing

with my inability to indent text on these Fanfic ... things.

________Howdy, kids! It sure is a beautiful day here in the Ho-Eng region! The sun is

shining brightly against the pale blue sky, the birds are singing cheerful tunes as small

unattended children hurl little metal balls at them, and eveyone is learning kid-friendly

moral life-lessons! Hooray! Let's take a look at what our young protagonist, Ass

Ketchup, is doing today!

________"La laa la!" hummed Ass as he skipped merrily through generic anime

forest #11586. The wild Pokemon hiding amidst the thick leaves stared down at

our cheery hero in confusion, wondering 'Why is he so cheerful?' "I finally got

my first badge, Chu! Isn't that great!?" exclaimed Ass cheerfully.

________"Chu." said the indignant yellow mouse perched on his shoulder, an irritated

gaze piercing the thick gauze covering his recent battle wounds.

________"Haahaahaa, you said it Chu!" continued Ass with a goofy grin. As the

young trainer and his slave - er, I mean Pokemon, conversed, a young teenager

stumbled out of the bushes. His hair was fairly short and black - at least, what

you could see out of it beneath his old black slightly oversized fisherman's hat.

He wore a ragged black trench coat over a dirty white tee and holey blue jeans.

Around his lips grew a moustache, a little downwards arrow beneath his lower lip

pointing to the round goatee hiding his chin. The rest of his face bore stubble.

Eyes of a deep purple hue peered curiously from beneath the rim of his hat,

surprised at the presence of another human lost in this forest. Ass met his
gaze with a determined smirk. "I CHALLENGE YOU TO A POKEMON
BATTLE!" Ass yelled.

________"Er... I can't really do that." the young man said with a sheepish grin. No

sooner had the words left his lips had Ass closed the distance between the

pair, staring narrowly into the newcomer's eyes, much to his discomfort.

________"What kind of a Pokemon Trainer refuses a challenge? When our

eyes meet, we do battle!" Ass demanded. "That's the rules!"

________"But I'm not a Pokemon Trainer!" the ragged trainer attempted to explain.

________"How can you not be a Pokemon Trainer!?" Ass asked, mouth agape.

He couldn't comprehend how anyone could live without being a Trainer!

"All you need is your PokeFriends.." Ass continued, pointing to the Pikachu

on his shoulder (who turned his head in disgust, still annoyed at Ass for

sending him against the obligatory Rock-type gym like an Ass), "... a buncha

Pokeballs, and a big heart!"

________The raven-haired trainer stared at the young Ass in disbelief. "... You

need a Pokemon Trainer ID to even purchase Pokeballs..."

________"Really? Wow, that must suck." Ass commented in pity. He reached into

his backpack and pulled out a sack full of Pokeballs. "I bought these with my

allowance before leaving home. You can..." Ass began to say, but the moment

the hobo laid eyes upon Ass' balls, bad thoughts filled his mind, tuning out

everything else the hyper young trainer had to say. 'If I grab his balls, I won't

need a license! I'll be able to catch... Pokemon...!'

________"Thanks a lot, kiddo!" said the teen in the fisher's hat, bringing an old

brown boot straight up to kick Ass' Pokeballs. By which I mean testicles.

________Chu laughed at his trainer feeling pain for a change, but as Ass began

to fall over, writhing in pain, Chu lost his balance and fell right under the trainer,

getting smushed under Ass. "Wh.. Why did you do that? I said I was gonna

share my Balls with you.." Ass said, his eyes brimming with tears.

________"Ah.. oh, really?" the young hobo said, pausing his theft to glance at

Ass' pain-twisted face. The guilty tone in his voice was shrugged away as

he grabbed Ass' sack. "Oh well, you kids shouldn't talk to strangers anyway.

Consider this one of those warm fuzzy life lessons!" he said with a grin as

he fled the scene of the crime, balls in hand. "Later!"

________Thus began the adventue of Demitri, the world's weirdest

Pokemon Trainer...
For the Love of Pokemon!
Act I: A First Time for Everything...

________Demitri continued walking through the forests. He found himself

hopelessly lost in these woods that morning, however now instead of aimless

wandering, young Demitri was alert, his violet eyes diligently scanning the

thick greenery in search of wild Pokemon to scout. With a bag of balls in

his hands, his dream of owning his own Pokemon would finally be realized!

________His eyes passed over countless insects. Weedles, Caterpie,

Silcoons, Venonats... The young unofficial trainer visibly cringed as he looked

at the bugs of various shapes and colors. He'd never been much of an insect

lover, and there seemed to be nothing but creepy crawlers in this labrynth of

wood and dirt. As he passed what had to be the thirtieth tree bearing a

load of hard yellow and green fruit - cuccoons that would soon become large

toxic bees and butterflies - Demitri gazed on a small clearing. Sunlight

descended upon soft moss in angelic beams, giving a heavenly glow to the

small brown and tan creature in its center. It had long ears, a cute cottonball

tail, a thick fuzzy coat and an apparent need to clean itself, Demitri noticed,

as it vigorously licked its arms. 'There's my Pokemon!' he thought to himself,

reaching into his pilfered pouch to pull out one of the small two-toned balls

within.

________Now, as an orphaned vagabond who had never even been granted

a Trainer's ID, Demitri had never even been able to buy Pokeballs. He

certainly had no idea how to use his balls now that he had them. Without

deactivating the safety lock, Demitri held the tiny compessed ball in his hand,

staring at the unaware Buneary intently, and with a cliche cry of "POKEBALL,

GO!," he gave the small hunk of hollow metal a hurl. The brown bunny raised

its head from its newly clean crotch, its eyes widened in shock from the

triumphant cry, and as quickly as Demitri had thrown the sphere, the little ball

nailed a startled young Buneary square between its eyes with a loud

ping. The ball bounced off the poor little Pokemon's skull ineffectively, rolling

onto the soft ground beside it, the force of the impact knocking the bunny onto

its back.

________"Stupid defective Pokeball..." Demitri griped, blaming the failure

of his masterful Pokeball throw on faulty equipment. He watched as the

Buneary slowly sat up to stare into his eyes. The little Pokemon's eyes

brimmed with tears, sending a painful shot of guilt through Demitri's heart.

He moved out of the bushes, kneeling down beside the little bunny in

moments. "I'm sorry.." He said softly to the Buneary, who looked up at

him, tears dripping from its eyes. He reached down to hug the poor

little rabbit. The poor little rabbit leaped up with a cry of "BUNEARY!!,"

kicking Demitri in the jaw with a nimble backflip. The force of the

jump kick forced the young wanderer to his back, the bright sunlight

blinding at first, before everything slipped into darkness...

________His eyes slowly opened a while later as he regained consciousness.

The warm sunlight that had once bathed a bed of soft moss was gone, replaced

by a setting sun, a burning red sky, and a chilling wind. His ass was something sore

now; Demitri sat up, reaching under his bum to retrieve the poorly thrown Pokeball

that lie beneath. He held the small two-toned sphere up to stare blankly at it.

"Damn it..." he muttered bitterly. a teardrop falling upon the ball to dance along

its cracked surface. His eyes clenched tightly shut in unison with his fists. "CAN'T

I DO ANYTHING RIGHT!?"

________Elsewhere, hopping merrily through the same woods, a Buneary slowed

its pace with a twitching ear as it heard the familiar cry of its previous attacker/victim.

It let out a soft sigh, having feelings of regret as the cold wind nipped at its nose.

That Trainer had tried to show a little kindness, unlike most of the obnoxious Bug

Catchers and Youngsters that used it as a punching bag to train their Pokemon

from time to time. Being owned by a caring Trainer may be better than life in

the unforgiving Wild... though it's hard to imagine what it would feel like to be

confined in one of those strange little balls...

________"Bunph!" sounded the little brown fuzzball as it bumped into a hard shell.

The large, deep azure shell turned around, a pair of red eyes glaring down at the

little creature that disturbed its nap. "Crosss...." growled the gigantic insect, as the

Buneary stared in horror at the large horn protruding from the beetle's forehead,

which menacingly resembled an axe. Buneary let out a loud scream, turning to

flee as fast as its little legs could hop. "HERA!!" bellowed the beast as it leapt

after the bunny. Heracross' shell split open, the deafening hum of giant

insect wings hastening its pursuit.

________Buneary darted nimbly between trees, its little heart pounding against

its chest. Its pursuer was considerably less graceful, dodging some trees and

ripping down others with a powerful blow from its massive horn. Despite its

best efforts to evade the angered Pokemon, Heracross rammed the young

fuzzy rabbit with the flat of its horn, slamming it sideways into a tree with a small

cry of pain. Heracross dug its claws into the earth, dragging itself to a stop as

its wings retracted. Buneary stared at its attacker, letting out a weak cry for

help as the large bug stomped towards it.

________"POKEBALL, GO!!!"

________The two wild Pokemon turned their heads towards the direction of the

shout just in time for a cracked, compressed Pokeball to position itself as

a Heracross' new eye. The beast bellowed in agony and stumbled backwards,

a two-toned sphere where its left eye should have been as it shed a stream

of red tears. Buneary's eyes met with the same mischievious purple gaze it

had met earlier - after knocking him out, that same Trainer was now rushing

towards Buneary, come to the rescue. Demitri scooped the young rabbit

up into his arms. "You alright?"

________"Eary." nodded the Buneary timidly.

________"Best not knock me out this time." he said with a wink. Unfortunately,

the Heracross had regained its composure by now, and was glaring at

Demitri with murderous intent. Demitri returned the glare from beneath the

rim of his ragged old fisher hat, tilting his neck to the side with a series of

popping noises. "Try pickin' on someone your own size." Brave words for

someone two feet shorter than the gigantuan insect.

________"CROSS!!" buzzed the beetle as it lowered its head and charged the

pair. Buneary whimpered and covered its eyes with its long fuzzy ears.

Demitri watched the rampaging Pokemon calmly, his face showing no fear.

Moments away from a painful impalement, Demitri sidestepped, allowing the

beast's horn to stick itself into the tree behind him.

________"Hah! Let's see you get us now!" Demitri said with a laugh. The

bunny in his arms lifted one of its ears to take a peek, and giggled at the

sight of the beast stuck to a tree by its horn.

________"HERA!!!" roared the beast, their laughter only exacerbating its rage.

It pulled backwards with all of its might and tore its horn out of the thick bark,

the towering timber falling before its might.

________"Eh.. Let's not see you get us now and say we did?" suggested Demitri

nervously. Heracross decided it best to grant Demitri's first wish, and he

continued his pursuit immediately, with the young black-haired trainer fleeing

for his - and what he hoped would be his first Pokemon's - lives. Unfortunately,

human feet can't match the behemoth bug and the boost its wings gave it,

and before long Demitri felt the hard, blunted horn of a Heracross ramming him

from behind. He held onto the Buneary tightly, shielding it from impact as he

hit a large rock nearby and falling to the ground. Heracross dug its claws into

the ground and grinded to a halt several meters away from the pair, its eye

still boring into Demitri's as it stomped towards the pair. Demitri looked down

at the trembling bunny in his lap as he lie against the rock, incredibly sore.

________"You.. You should get the hell out of here while you still can..." he advised

the bunny. Buneary's gaze darted between Demitri, the Heracross, and a

very tempting escape route, before it looked up at Demitri with wide, damp

eyes and slowly shook its head.

________"Don't.. argue with me.." Demitri said, pushing the rabbit out of his

lap to slowly force himself to his feet, leaning against the boulder behind

him, dark red stains splotched along the rock from several rough scrapes.

"I can take'im... You get out of here..."

________"Buneary!" the rabbit said firmly, shaking its head with more vigor.

The Heracross stopped its march to lower its head, preparing for another

brutal attack.

________"Get out of here, now!!!"

________"BUNEARY!!" screamed the brown bunny defiantly.. It jumped

between Demitri and Heracross, its body shining white, blinding Demitri so that

he had to look away for a few moments. He heard the thundering footsteps

of the Heracross, his body tensing as he prepared for the worst. At least

he got to have a taste of what being a Pokemon Trainer was like before

he died. It was certainly better than nothing. He cringed as he heard a

loud, bone-shattering impact... until he noticed nothing hit him. Demitri's

eyes blined open once more, and he looked forward, confused.

________He gazed upon the small clearing he now stood in. There were two

long, thin trenches of dirt where Heracross had stopped itself, however

outside of the torn earth grew wildflowers. On the ground a ways off, a

massive blue insect with an axe-like horn lie unconscious. The exoskeleton

surrounding its face was deeply cracked around its eye, the Pokeball

Demitri threw lodged deeper within its skull. Between the trees, the last

warm rays of sunlight bathed the forest in an ethereal red glow, the sun

itself ecliped by the glowing silhouette of what must be his guardian angel.

It looked to have long, flowing hair, a voluptuous shape, and a cute, round

cottonball tail... A tail?

________"Lopunny?" questioned a soft creature's voice as the silhouette

moved closer. The sun set behind the hills, revealing the true form of his

savior. It was a foot shorter than he, with light brown fuzz covering its

body. Long floppy ears fell behind the being's back, and warm chocolate

eyes stared into his own with concern.

________"... Buneary?" Demitri asked weakly as he slid down to sit against

the rock, too exhausted both physically and emotionally to stand at the moment.

The evolved rabbit squealed with glee as it hopped onto Demitri to trap him

in a tight embrace, Demitri's head being pressed into two warm, soft,

fuzzy giveaways as to what his new Pokemon's gender was.

________"Guess we're even now, huh.." Demitri said with a weak smile.

"Well, considering you haven't fled in terror or knocked me out yet this time,

will you allow me to be your Trainer?" asked the young hobo hopefully.

________Lopunny gave a decided nod, making it Demiti's turn to throw his

arms around his new Pokemon, returning the embrace. "ALRIGHT!!!"

he exclaimed triumphantly. It wasn't the most orthodox way of catching

a Pokemon, but it worked for him. Lopunny withdrew her embrace and

sat in front of Demitri with a content smile.

________Demitri reached into his sack of Pokeballs, pulled out a shiny,

unscathed one, and with a command of "Pokeball, Go!," he lobbed it

gently at his new Pokemon. The small ball bounced off her belly and into

her lap. Lopunny giggled a bit, picked up the Pokeball, and pressed the

little button in the center of it, disabling the safety mechanism and expanding

the Pokeball to normal size. She then tossed it back at her Trainer-to-Be.

________"Eheh.. I knew that." said Demitri sheepishly. "Pokeball, go!" he repeated,

giving the ball a toss. It hovered above Lopunny for a few moments, then opened

up and shot a red light at her; the light enveloped her form, and pulled it into

the ball as if she were made of liquid energy. Then, the ball snapped shut and

landed on the ground, locking. Demitri leaned forward to grab the Pokeball

and took a long, hard look at it. "My first Pokemon...!" he said with glee. He then

began pulling at the line where the ball opened up, gently at first, then with increasing

force and frustration. "Now if I can figure out how to let her out again..."

________As darkness covered the Ho-Eng Region, Demitri set about making camp.

Being a homeless vagabond, Demitri was used to roughing it. He found his way

back to the soft, mossy clearing he met his first Pokemon, and made a fire to dimly

light the clearing. He sat down near the campfire, reaching into his innumerous

pockets to withdraw the Pokeball containing his precious Lopunny in one hand.

With the other, he pulled out a black magic marker, and drew a crude, yet cute

little bunny face around the safety. Satisfied with his artistic masterpiece (on

par with a first grader as it may have been), he stared at the image of fire

reflecting on the surface of the shiny ball, wondering how to release a Pokemon

from within. Maybe if he did the same thing he did to catch a Pokemon...

After all, randomly throwing things seemed to work well for him so far.

________"Pokeball, go!" he commanded, throwing the Bunny-decalled ball

onto the moss beside him. It split open at the middle, red light pouring out of

it and taking the form of his Lopunny. The ball returned to his hand as Lopunny

stretched her limbs. "Hey, it worked!" Demitri stated with a grin. "So, what

should I call you?"

________The Lopunny looked over at Demitri and shrugged her shoulders

with a yawn.

________".. I could call you Sleepy." teased Demitri. Lopunny stuck her tongue

out at him. "Only kidding! .. How about Bunny?"

________Lopunny shook her head vigorously.

________"Hmm... How about Lola?" he asked. It seemed a rather silly name for

a female rabbit, but it did have the first syllable of that word she kept saying,

and it sounds better than Lopunny...

________The rabbit girl laid down beside the campfire with a yawn and a gentle

nod, stretching out on her back.

________"Lola it is." Demitri said with a smile. He reached for Lola's Pokeball

to put her away for the night, but as he stared at her sleeping form, something

kept him from returning her to her ball. His heart fluttered in his chest as his

eyes passed over her bare, furry figure... Then he quickly shut his eyes and

looked away. "What am I thinking? She's not even human.." he thought,

frustrated with himself. His eyes wandered back to the rabbit nearby, his

heart racing as he felt his pants tighten. Bad thoughts were entering his

mind. Very, very bad thoughts. She was asleep. She was vulnerable.

She was naked. It was tearing his adolescent psyche apart with the many

moral conflicts that raced through his mind.

________"She is sentient.." he thought to himself as he began crawling towards

his Pokemon, who was sleeping peacefully, unaware of her devious, perverted

Trainer drawing ever closer. "And she's asleep.. She'll never know if I just.."

________He crawled next to Lola, swallowing deeply as he stared at her soft,

furry busom, her chest gently rising and falling with each breath. His trembling

hand reached out to tenderly stroke her breasts. The silky fur covering her

ample breasts felt nice between his fingertips.. He delicately massaged her

breasts with both hands; his first time touching a woman in such a way. He

loved the way her soft mounds felt beneath his touch. He watched Lola's

face nervously, every slight twitch of her bunny nose sending a wave of panic

through his body.

________It felt good.

________He dropped his trenchcoat behind him, his blood pumping rapidly, his

body feeling too hot to wear such heavy clothing. He pulled off his white tee,

and reached down to unzip and remove his old pants and the boxers that lie

beneath. His Mini-Me flopped out joyously, the stiff rod having nearly suffocated

in its cloth prison. The cold air felt good against his hot flesh. Then he very

slowly, very cautiously stradled his Pokemon's chest.

________"This is so wrong.. This is so wrong... This is so wrong.." His mind

repeated over and over as he lowered his hips, resting his hard member

carefully between the Lopunny's breasts. It may have been wrong. But it

felt too right for him to care at this point. His hands cupped Lola's breasts,

massaging them together around his dick as he began very gently moving his

hips, sliding his manhood forward and back, the silky fuzz covering his

Pokemon's body tickling his shaft and scrotum. "I'll stop right before I

cum... Yeah..." he planned, though for now he was consumed with the moment.

As a virgin, he had never felt the warm flesh of another against his. And

while he never imagined it would be a Pokemon's boobs he would be fucking,

he found it very hard to care now. His hips moved faster as his lust rose; he

massaged Lola's breasts together harder, pressing them against his cock,

squeezing them for every ounce of pleasure he could derrive from them.

________Then his heart stopped.

________He noticed her heavy breathing had been replaced by a lot of short,

shallow sniffs, and glanced up at her. Lola had caught the scent of something

in her sleep. She sniffed at the air, lifting her head a bit, and much to his

horror, she opened her eyes to stare at the fleshy pole resting on her busom.

Her eyes darted up to meet Demitri's, and he could have sworn he saw

her fur turning a few shades closer to red. He knew he had to be flushed all

over at this point, his body burning from mixed feelings of lust, guilt and

embarassment.

________"Er... I'm.. I'm.." Demitri stumbled over his words, desperately seeking

an explanation, an apology, anything... He could feel his Pokemon's chest

heaving under his hips rapidly, her heart pounding against her chest.

________"That is, I...-ACK!" Demitri yelped as the Lopunny violently shoved him onto

his back. Little did he know, the scent of his arousal had triggered a newly acquired
animalistic impulse inside of her recently evolved form, and as he stared at his

Pokemon in confusion, Lola pinned him to the soft moss and stradled his hips. She

lined up the head of his penis carefully between her fuzzy labia, slowly lowering her

hips, and the moment she felt the fleshy tip enter her vagina, instinct took over.

________Demitri and his Lopunny let out simultaneous groans of pleasure as she

thrust her hips down onto him, shoving his cock deep inside of her vagina. While

his penis was an average six inches, this Pokemon was smaller than him, and it

was well above average for what her species is naturally used to. She slowly

moved her hips, sliding her wet, furry lower lips up and down his shaft, lubricating

it well in her juices. Then she used every muscle in her legs to begin rapidly shoving

the hard, fleshy pole into her body. Her hips rose and fell upon his cock roughly

ten times to a second, crying out in pleasure. Demitri groaned loudly, overwhelmed

by the feeling of Lola's tight lips pumping his penis so fast; it felt incredibly warm

inside of her. Between his previous naughty activities with her breasts and the

insanely fast mating ritual he was trapped in, his entire body convulsed as he

experienced the first orgasm of his entire life, spraying his hot semen deep into

the Pokemon's womb.

________Demitri yelled out in unbearable ecstacy as his fuzzy lover continued

pounding his dick, showing no signs of slowing down anytime soon; if anything,

it felt like she was moving even faster as she went along. The young Lopunny

let out pleasured moans with each draw of breath, as Demitri reached up to

firmly squeeze Lola's boobs, clinging to them for dear life as he hoped and

prayed he could help bring her to a quicker climax. There is such a thing as

too much of a good thing, and this was a prime example; he wasn't sure how

long he could stand his Pokemon's potent sex drive. Then, finally, Lola let out

an ear-piercing shriek, her body shuddering for a few moments. Her legs

fell limp as her thrusting finally ceased, her juices cascading from her pussy,

soaking both of their hips. They gasped for air, their lungs bursting from

desperately trying to keep up with their body's demands. Demitri deeply inhaled the

scent of her sex with each gulp of air.

________"Th.. That.. was amazing.. Y-You're finally done..?" Demitri said with a deep

sigh of relief.

________Lola shook her head with a cute smile.

________"... W-Will you at least.. go easy on me this time..?" he pleaded.

________Lola stuck her tongue out at Demitri defiantly, and he let out a loud

groan of pain and pleasure as she began rapidly pumping her hips into his

once again.

~* 3 Hours later *~

________Lola collapsed on top of Demitri, contently purring as she nuzzled his

neck. Her fur was damp from sweat, matching her trainer's own sweat-soaked

flesh. Demitri lie on the moss, unable to move. He lost the ability to feel anything

around his hips over an hour ago. His body was aching all over; the bruises and

scrapes on his body agitated during their wild mating now catching up to him.

Demitri reached to lightly stroke his Lopunny's long, soft ears as they lie

together in the moonlight, the campfire having died around the same time as

the feelings in his legs.

________"That was amazing..." Lola whispered softly, having experienced the

pleasures of mating for the first time as well.

________"You said it..." agreed Demitri. ".. You.. said it...? Wait a second,

you can TALK!?"

Life is full of little surprises.

/Intermission
- 1
You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.
Report Story

For the Love of Pokemon!