Strike of Team Aero

Aria was still having trouble believing what Winona asked of her as soon as she woke up. The thought of it before would have made her harder than calculus when she was a part of Ariaver, but now she had her dream girl in her arms. She took great care in wrapping the girl in her arms as she brought her fingers to the back of the trainer’s brassier. This one item confounded the Pokemon, but it seemed easy enough to remove. With a few clicks, the item was unlatched and was quickly discarded. With the hardest part of the event cleared, she sat back. “You’re so beautiful, Winny.”

The wind trainer turned her head to obscure her blush. “Don’t say that…”

“But it’s true…” She sang. Her eyes shone as she leaned forward to meet the lips of her master while her hands took the opportunity to explore her back. Pulling from the kiss, she began to caress her neck with more of the same. She then looked up and gave a broad smile as she licked up to her jaw, showing a little surprise.

Winona moaned at the sensation. “Aah!” She gasped. “What was that?”

Aria stuck out her tongue to show a series of ridges dancing across it. “My transformation still isn’t perfect, so I still have that combed tongue.” She paused. “Is it too much?”

“Never.” She panted.

Aria continued down her trainer, carefully licking along her collarbone to the response of gasps and moans. With this she slowly made her way down her chest. She almost purred as her tongue danced along the soft flesh as it climbed to the summit. As she licked the peak, the trainer started to moan loudly. She looked up at the source of the sound and smiled. “So, how does it feel?”

Winona gasped. “In…creadibl… Ahn!” She barely got a word out as the Mew started to suck lightly on her and brought up a hand to play with the other breast. After receiving so much attention, the trainer was starting to tighten her muscles on instinct. “Aria… more…”

With a cat-like smile, Aria was more than willing to comply. She brought one of her hands to trail down her master’s body before tracing along the lining of her panties. Her hands strangely steady at the time, she snaked her fingers under the elastic in search of something that she had familiarized herself with on her own body. Her middle finger found the small nub, which caused the wind trainer’s heart to skip a beat. “This is thanks for a few nights ago.” As her hand felt a growing dampness, she slowly inserted a finger into her master. After exploring the hole a little, she quickly withdrew her finger.

“Aria~” Winona moaned. “You can’t do that…”

The Mew looked up with a smile. “Don’t worry… I have something even better in mind.” She lowered herself a little as she hooked her thumbs around the trainer’s last piece of clothing. With the last distraction removed, she took in the pure beauty of her master. That lasted all of three seconds. Aria decided that she wasn’t going to wait another moment before she latched her lips onto Winona’s lower region, carefully lapping her clit.

Winona almost screamed as her now-best Pokemon started to lick at her entrance. Wrapping her legs around the Mew’s head to trap her until she was done. “AAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!” She cried as she released her essence onto Aria’s face.

The Mew looked up with a smile as she attempted to wipe the fluids off of her face. “Glad you asked?”

The trainer was busy catching her breath. “Y-yes…” She panted.

Aria crawled up to embrace her master as a loud knock was heard on the door. “Could you fuck a little quieter?” Avery’s voice called from the other side of the door. “You just scared off a Sentret I was training on!”

Aria sighed. “Sorry, brother…”

“By the way, Gramps wanted to talk with you two.” Aria let out a moan of disgust. “You’ve waited eighteen years, Aria. I’m sure you can last another fifteen minutes.”

Aria sighed as she led her now-dressed trainer into the basement of the complex and into the main lab. Knocking on the door, she called for her grandfather. “Permission to enter?”

“Permission granted.” A voice returned. “Step inside.”

The laboratory was completely different from when the two visited Blane’s in Cinnabar. Everything was organized with great care to make room for any random project that would be created. At a single desk in the middle of the room, the doctor was sitting with his loyal Pokemon by his side. “This is your first time here… Welcome to my underground layer.”

Aria’s face had a very unexcited look. “If you’re quite done, Gramps, what did you want?”

The doctor smirked as he produced a document. “This is the research I’ve compiled in combination with some research I pulled from Oak. This is some ground-breaking results on the limitations of this ‘goddess of insanity’ that I was researching back before… Well… That doesn’t get put in the history books.”

“So… What did you learn?”

The elder laughed. “Always to the point… You should have followed your mother.” He sat up again as he continued. “In short, you’re going to be fine, Winona.”

“Really?” The wind trainer lit up. “Then is everyone else?”

“Nobody is going to die.” He announced. “Aria saved the day, period. Good job.” Kicking the chair away, he began to pace behind his desk. “All that I needed to solidify my hypothesis by finding a sample to subject to athletic stress.”

“So…” Aria blinked. “When did you get that data?”

“I don’t know…” He paused, “Maybe when you were fucking her?”

The two girls’ faces turned crimson at the assumption. “W-what?!”

“I didn’t mention it, since you would just fix her again if it happened, but you just made a final gambit for the experiment. So now we know that you managed to save everyone, and they will stay saved.”

“Okay…” Aria glanced. “But for the Nobel Prize, you’re telling me some of the history that isn’t going on the books.”

“Sadly I can’t.” He sighed. “However, I will have Avery give me reports. When you can reach level ten, then maybe I’ll ‘misplace’ a journal.”

“Of course.”

“Now, about your training…” He turned. “Do you still want to be a trainer?”

“Where does this come from?”

“It’s because of Dragonair.” The doctor announced. “Back when you were still here, you loved to play with your Dratini, and that was the second happiest you’ve ever been.”

“Second?”

“I refer to the today’s previous activities.” He smirked. “However, you are indeed back to square one, so you would have to start from the beginning.” With that, he placed a green Pokeball on the desk.

Aria leered. “You’re kidding.”

“Absolutely not.” The elder announced. “I took the liberty to sign you up for the Safari contest at the park. All you have to do is take that ball and capture a single bug. Bug types have a high natural loyalty and will obey you to the letter.”

“But…” Aria protested, “They’re stupid Pokemon that can’t do anything!”

The doctor smirked. “Funny that, you’re a stupid Pokemon that can’t do anything.”

“Did you and Professor Rowan work hard for that one, Gramps?”

“Well, take the ball anyways. If you want to continue training, you know in the end I’m right.”

Aria sighed. “Well, we’re going to head to town for some shopping, we’ll be back for dinner.” With that, the two girls disappeared.

((I told you…)) The dark Pokemon hissed. ((We should have gotten her a Smoochum. She’s more your family that the rest of the clan as trainers go, anyways.))

“I mentioned this before.” He glanced. “Her mistress is a flying trainer. She’d never go to be either an ice or electric trainer.”

((But still Dolittle…)) The creature countered, ((Think about it: The goddess Mew protecting her mistress from the tyrannous dragon trainers with her own army of ice Pokemon?))

“We’ll cover that another time, maybe if she refuses my offer.”

The creature hopped off its perch. ((But I have a question: Are you really okay with your granddaughter engaging in mating rituals with a person of the same sex AND different species?))

The doctor laughed. “That love was dictated from before she was chosen as Mew. Anyways, despite all of our advances, man cannot say a god has done wrong.”

((Suit yourself.)) The creature shrugged, ((I’m going to do my rounds.))