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How it all began	By : otakuite Category: Pokemon > General Views: 8188 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This story is purely non-profit and just for fun. I do not own Pokemon in any form or fashion. That all goes to Satoshi Tajiri and Shigeru Miyamoto, Gamefreak, and all those involved with its production.

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- 1-How it all began
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"My beautiful daughter..." I sighed, gently stroking the petals atop the small Bellossom's head. She sighed happily, asleep against my middle. Sometimes, it seemed positively unfathomable, and yet, others... Well, the first time seemed so long ago now that, why should I bother pondering it?

I was sixteen back then, on my training journey from Celadon City. My partners and I had been training for what seemed like forever, and now, we finally headed for that place where dreams were made: The Indigo Plateau. But, Victory Road had not treated us kindly. My Pokemon were all exhausted. The only reliable defense I even had left was a Vileplume that I had received in a trade a few weeks before.

We sat together now, staring each other in the eyes. across a dim fire. He looked pretty anxious, which I accounted to the flames, so I scooted nearer to him to try and comfort him.

I reached up to stroke his petals, and, in response, he jumped with great alarm, sending a small cloud of dust into the air. "Shit!" I thought, my body feeling heavy and cumbersome. I wobbled back and forth a bit, slipping over against his body, gripped with paralysis from directly inhaling a large cloud of stun spore.

As my body slumped against his large petals, his anxiousness seemed to double. His small red eyes looked my body up and down for a moment, as he clearly decided what to do next.

Backing away slowly, he let my body fall limply to the ground and rolled me onto my side. I watched helplessly as he circled around behind me, and out of sight. For several minutes, his tiny blue arms clumsily tugged at my clothing, and I could feel my skirt be ripped clean in two. I yelped quietly, unable to do much more, as I felt my underwear quickly follow suit.

I started to quake in fear as his thin limbs touched my thighs, spreading my legs wide as I was tugged onto my back. He hopped over one of my legs, his chubby little blue body pressing snugly against my inner thighs. No matter how I struggled to see what was going on, my limbs were useless. The huge red petals would have blocked him from my sight, anyway.

I could feel him prodding and poking about my pussy with relentless curiosity, opening my hole to investigate, and occasionally sending a little lick or two to my increasingly interested clit.

Despite my fear, I couldn't ignore the newly rising arousal as he openly explored my exposed sex. "What on earth is happening?" I asked myself, over and over, as the pleasure began to grow. In a very short amount of time, while my mind was occupied with uncertainty and resistance, my body had accepted his advances, and my pussy had began to drip its sweet nectar.

Clearly seeing this, (and my lack of resistance) as a sign of approval, he withdrew. With a great force, those gorgeous huge petals shoved their way underneath my body, and, before I knew it, I had fallen limply atop the enormous flower. My hands fell against my sides, but somehow, he had steadied my body into a type of sitting position. As I looked down, my head immobile, I saw my pussy spread wide over the center of the flower.

As I sat, helplessly watching, several small wisps grew out from the center of the flower. The two largest were about two inches thick, and resembled thin, dark blue vines. Each one of them snaked their way up and around one of my legs, holding my thighs apart and traveling up my torso to keep me tightly in place.

About four of them were extremely thin and nearly transparent. They climbed straight into the air and, as though they were as sharp as razors, my shirt was sliced clean open. My eyes went wide as two of them apiece shredded a cup of my sports bra and wrapped around my nipples. Where they touched my skin, I felt a slight stinging sensation, followed by an exceedingly pleasurable tingle. My nipples quickly perked, and my pussy began to grow even wetter despite myself. The feeling was incredible, and I began to moan softly between my breaths. I closed my eyes for a moment, simply enjoying the feeling, letting myself forget my worries, allowing the sounds to flow from my lips without regret, when something large prodding against my entrance shocked me back to reality.

My eyes sprang open and I gasped loudly. A single new wisp has appeared. About half an inch thick, it was not unlike its thinner, near-transparent predecessors, aside from a large, red, oval-shaped bud at the tip. It must have been nearly four inches wide, trying to shove itself into my hole! I could see globs of milky-violet fluid inside, swelling out the tendril vastly in places, looking as though it could burst. As I realized what the thing was, all at once, my voice quivering, I muttered aloud, "Oh my God... His stamen..."

As the thick blue vines held my thighs in place, the thick head of his stamen forced its way inside of me. I yelped out loud in pain as he stretched my body from the inside. As the walls of my pussy tightened around his stamen, I could feel the globs of his liquid pollen inside, rubbing me in all the right places. Once the head had pushed itself into me as far as it could reach, the whole thing quivered for a moment, and the same tingling sensation its transparent brothers had spread to my nipples filled me in the deepest regions my body had.

My body began to quiver, overcome with lust as the stamen withdrew, nearly coming out before pumping back in, just as deeply as before, throttling into me like a piston. I yelped out again, this time, in pleasure, as Vileplume began to pump my body for all that it was worth. Every beat in his rhythm made me want his stamen in deeper, and I began moaning out loud, not caring who came to see as I climbed toward my imminent release. A sweet smell filled the air, and, the deeper I became lost in ecstasy, the more I seemed to regain use of my body. I rocked back against his thrusts as best I could, not wanting to dismount, and doing my best to drive him in deeper when, finally, I felt his stamen go rigid inside, and felt the hot violet pollen shoot deep inside of my belly. The sensation sent me over the edge, and I screamed out in passion as my body gripped his stamen tightly, milking out more of his seed than my body could hope to hold, my belly swelling just slightly with the force.

It seemed like an eternity, sitting atop the flower, filling with his pollen, my body rocking with the shock waves of pleasure before his stamen withdrew from my body, back into the safety of his petals, followed quickly by the other tendrils. I slumped forward slightly, my hands stroking the soft, plush flower beneath me lovingly as, even then, the pollen slowly dripped from my body. Too exhausted to bother cleaning up, I slid from atop of my Vileplume and knelt down, kissing the Pokemon on the lips. I quickly drifted off to sleep by our dim fire.

When I awoke the next morning, I found myself still half-nude, with a blanket dragged over me, Vileplume cuddle close against my middle. As I sat up to stroke his petals, I noticed a feeling of discomfort about my middle. It was swollen, and hard with the egg containing our child already inside. I was his flower, and he had pollinated me. Though uncertain of how things would be, I touched my belly gently, feeling the unborn life inside of me.

"Bella?"

My daughter calling out to me shakes me from my memories, and I smile at her softly. I glance over at her father, resting against a tree. After a moment of thought, I look to the tiny Bellossom, looking at me with those cute eyes, and ask her,

"Do you want a little brother or sister?"
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