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Evading The Eevee	By : DrkVrtx Category: Pokemon > General Views: 9524 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Me again. What's up there interwebz. Well, it's a wonderful day for me. Well, my sister actually. It's her birthday, and that warrants lots of food, tons of drink, friends chattering away in the living room and drowning out whatever terrible pop music they have blasting from the TV. Presents? She gets a small mountain. Me? I've been getting socks for my special day recently. Just give me money...not socks...I think I have enough now, thanks...

Anyway, finally managed to escape the festivities downstairs. Feigning enjoyment for an hour or two can be quite tiring. I now return myself to the interesting world of my computer screen, happy times.

16:43 sup man

16:43 not much, just escaped the party

16: 44 antisocial

16:44 bored

16:44 same difference

16:44 w/e

16:46 lol so what, you gonna be all over that pr0n all night?

16:47 i think your getting the 2 of us mixed up

16:47 lol i'd admit it if i was gonna. your 2 much of a good boy

16:48 mmm

16:48 case in point...

16:51 ?

16:52 your eevee

16:52 ...

16:52 so?

16:53 -_-

16:54 What are you waitin for lol

16:55 Your missing out man, i know you've been the pr0n

16:55 nah my mind's pure

16:56 course it is

16:58 im not doing that with a poke, def not my sis' poke

16:59 better not invite me round ever again lol

Goodbye happy times, hello sexual frustration. Goddamn persistent bastard.

It's been two months since he planted - accidentally or intentionally, more likely the latter - the idea in my head, and I haven't been able to shake it. If I was dumb enough to leave my internet history intact, the list of sites visited almost daily would be proof enough. One would be able to watch the pattern form. A trickle of PokeFreaks there, a smattering of Blazing Buns here (I know right, 'Blazing Buns'?), spread out innocently over a number of days and interspersed with actual articles regarding the subject of Pokephilia - I like to delude myself into thinking I'm 'reading up' on the subject with casual interest. And then as the weeks go by, sites with equally absurd names begin popping up with more frequency, hidden amongst my lists of 'regular pr0n', PokeFreak being the most common.

Once you get started, well, I guess you can say I've got the bug...Oh wow, I wish I didn't say that. I've stumbled across some strange, nightmare inducing things. An utter newb in the realm of poke porn, I've innocently clicked on links that should not have been clicked on.

You know Caterpie? Of course you do. Not very big are they? Well you know that there are people who are really fanatic about their bug pokemon? Spend days and weeks in places like Viridian Forest even though there's only like two species of bug pokemon in there? Yeah, some of them really know how to...help their pokemon grow. Let me just leave that there. My mental scar is already stinging.

Then there are people who really need to be told they're in way over their heads.

I'm not quite sure how a beast like Charizard takes pleasure from her trainer, who by comparison with a male charizard must feel like an irritable itch, or how said trainer can take pleasure from said Charizard seemingly crushing his pelvis by riding him with little restraint. I guess your body gets used to it? And then, there's the situations where the genders are switched: a male Charizard and its female trainer. Well...wow. That's all. Wow.

I've seen some 'regular' porn where the star's antics have had my jaw needing to be scooped off of the floor. The kind of thing that you can only go 'wtf...' to, but replace the grunting, dirty talking human males with a full blooded male Charizard who in his peak moment breathes fire mere inches away from his trainer's head? Ladies, doesn't...doesn't that hurt? Those things can get pretty thick. Surely the pain to pleasure ratio is heavily unbalanced.

I mean, that's the sort of the thing that stops you halfway through rubbing one out. I vividly remember boggling at a scene where a green haired woman provocatively dressed in uniform spreads her legs for a fully grown Arcanine that proceeds to pound away at her hard enough to shove her body across the grass with every thrust. There is something highly amusing - and somewhat nauseating - about seeing a woman fucked literally in circles.

Since seeing things like that, I can't help but feel inadequate, and in my moments of lucidity I have to wonder if those amazingly resilient women will or have ever enjoyed a human-human relationship.

I remember my first foray into PokeFreaks, specifically; I clicked off that thing hella fast. My poor innocent mind wasn't ready. Now though? I've browsed that thing for hours. It seems to be the main hub, as it were, for not only poke porn but pokephiliacs themselves. Every time I sign in (yes, sign in), I'm greeted with numerous chatboxes giving me the opportunity to chat with people who statistically share the same likes. What do I like? Well...damn, that's a tough question.

I mentioned before that I wasn't really a Pokemon person, right? Never had a particular favourite type or specific pokemon. I was one hell of a newb. In the world of pokephilia though, it seems there are particular shared favourites across the whole community.

Gardevoir, perhaps THE quintessential Pokemon when one is talking about pokephilia. Lopunny. I swear this things are just bred purely for sex. I'm certain whichever God dreamt up Pokemon has a harem full of the things. Anything with tentacles or the ability to produce vines, for obvious reasons. Fire pokemon, of either gender. I could get specific...but I think that's a fairly obvious one too, if you know about the whole different types different experiences deal. Jigglypuffs, rare as hell, and those who were lucky enough to have caught one seemed to be incredibly jealous and thus incredibly selfish. But for good reason. It's all in the name. What else...well there are quite a few - ah yes, how could I forget?

Eevee. Which brings me back to my dilemma. My sister's cute, adorable, positively irresistible Eevee.

I haven't let that thing in my room for two months. It used to wander in here at any time of any day without a care given from either of us. But since that bastard fed me the bait...I don't trust myself. I've already crossed one line, and I don't think it's done great things for my mental health. I'm either having nightmares, or super erotic/disturbing dreams...which I also tend to qualify as nightmares. I can't go outside and see a trainer with his or her pokemon and think nothing of it. Damn, I can't even think of a Rattata with disgust anymore. Now its more of a half baked revulsion coupled with the hazy images of scenes I wish I hadn't seen.

You don't see a professionally captured picture of a well endowed man drilling the backdoor of a plump Rattata and have a particularly good day afterwards. Believe me.

But yeah, back to the point. My door stays shut at all times, and the Eevee is too small even when standing on her hind legs to reach the handle. I've had to suffer days and weeks of her pawing at my door while moaning out her name. Of course, at first there were often times were someone would come along and scold me for ignoring her, unlocking my door and letting her in. She'd bound in with obvious glee and either rest her little head on my lap (dangerously close to areas that loved to wake up at inappropriate times), or curl up at my feet or next to my desk.

What's so special about my room, I don't really knew. I had to be cruel though, once my parents or sister had disappeared, Eevee was deposited back outside the door and said door pulled shut. Eventually, everyone in the house got fed up of my antics. Eevee was 'unwanted'.

I figure she knows better than them all though, probably even knew better than I do. Pokemon can supposedly pick up on their master's sexual desire, right? Probably isn't a coincidence that she's often pawing away at the door when I'm perusing my favourites, tissue box within reach.

Gods I'm getting fed up with my hand; you've no idea how hard this is...Not the best choice of words there. Well, you're probably wondering why I haven't just got up, pulled the door open, and sated my desires with a perfectly willing Eevee yet. I mean, damn, it's almost a dream come true, right? In theory, I'd never need to masturbate again. Hell, I probably never needed to!

Damn right I've thought about it, and damn right more than once. What would her mouth feel like...what would her sweet, sweet centre taste like...and then after I have my fill, I'd slowly introduce myself to her.

I've imagined teasing those wet lower lips, torturing both of us for long, painfully pleasurable moments as I listen to her whimper her name, begging me for more. Eventually, I give. I push myself in and the world suddenly doesn't matter anymore. My eyes water with sheer pleasure and suddenly my body come alive.

My hands are at her sides, her impossibly soft fur gripped between my fingers as my hips move of their own accord. I've lost control and I don't want it back. I'm thrusting so deep and so fast and Eevee is tight and wet and hot around me. Why the hell did I wait so long for this? Why have I been denying myself something we both desperately want? And Eevee - she looks so happy too, I can honestly believe that she wants to experience this with me. Her eyes are telling me to explode and I really really reaaaally can't hold back any longer.

Damn.

Well, there you have it. Just thinking about thinking about it has got me all hot and bothered, and guess who's at my door again? What a birthday present that would be, if it was my birthday of course. Definitely better than fudging socks. 'Unwrapping' Eevee would be an interesting experience, poking my tongue inside her juicy -

No. Nononono, calm yourself down child, you've lasted this long. If I cross that last line, I don't know what I'll do...

Screw it, I love to read. I'll go find that fanfic about daycare centres and sex crazed pokephiliacs I came across the other day. Do you believe people write stories about this nonsense? Gods, what is the world coming to.
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