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Pewter Valley	By : Crimson Category: Pokemon > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 3848 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon, or any of the characters from it. I will not make money from writing this story. All characters portrayed are 18 or over, even if specifically stated otherwise.

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Pewter Valley – Chapter 3: The Lonely Pervert

The Sun was shining in Pewter Valley. Shiho stirred from her sleep, and half-opened her tired eyes. She could see Mina sleeping inches away from her, and Eri lying down with her eyes open, her arms crossed against her chest. Shiho wearily rubbed her eyes, and commanded her body to sit up. “What time is it,” she asked Eri groggily.

“I don’t know. The Sun isn’t very high though, and it’s still cold outside,” Eri responded, keeping her eyes fixed on the top of the tent.

“Well, we had better get going. I want to go home and take a shower. I’m going to challenge Brock today, so I have to look my best,” Shiho said with a yawn. Suddenly, Mina yawned and sat up. Her chest tightened as she remembered the events that had transpired during the night, and she was terrified of seeing Hiroto.

“Shiho, can I ask you something?” Mina said.

“What?” responded Shiho. She hoped it wasn’t anything that required her to think, she was too tired.

“Can you and Eri stand in front of me when we leave?” Mina said gingerly, hoping Shiho wouldn’t ask why. Fortunately, Shiho was too tired to pursue the odd request, and Eri didn’t seem to care.

“Whatever,” Shiho said. The three hauled themselves up, and squinted as they left the tent, their eyes fighting to adjust to the light. Mikaya and Hisashi were already awake, and they were sitting by the extinguished campfire, talking amongst themselves. The sight of Eri startled Mikaya, and he became instantly erect. He knew what was beneath her white shirt and skirt, and what she had done that night. As the memory came back to him, he almost came to an orgasm through sheer excitement. He felt the end of his shaft tingle as Eri glanced at him, and he expected her to at say something. However, she broke her gaze, and returned her focus to the burnt out campfire. Eri and Shiho stood shoulder to shoulder, and Mina stood behind them, almost invisible due to her small size. She prayed that Hiroto would remain inside his tent until they left.

“Good morning,” said Mikaya, trying to break the silence.

“Hi, is Kazuki awake yet, I need to talk to him,” Shiho asked. Hisashi felt his heart sink; he knew exactly what she wanted to talk to Kazuki about. His hopes of dating Shiho had faded, and Hiroto had confided in him about what Mina had done. Hisashi knew that Eri would never pursue a relationship with him, so it seemed he was out of options. The truth was, he was thinking about leaving the group. They had never treated him with much respect, and they often ignored him. He couldn’t understand why, as far as he could tell, there was nothing wrong with him. He was kind, and he wasn’t unattractive.

“Yeah, I’ll go and get him,” Mikaya responded to Shiho. As he got up, Mina tugged on Shiho’s arm.

“What if he wakes Hiroto up?” whispered Mina fearfully.

“So? Is this about Hiroto?” whispered Shiho, confused. Mina’s face blushed.

“I’m so stupid!” she thought. “Shiho didn’t suspect a thing, and now I’ve just ruined it!”

“Did something happen between you and Hiroto, like, did you kiss him or something?” whispered Shiho, scrutinising Mina’s face. Mina knew it wasn’t worth lying; unless Mina gave her an answer that satisfied her suspicions, Shiho would keep pushing the issue.

“Erm… Yes,” said Mina quietly. “And I’m embarrassed about it, so please, keep me hidden!” she begged.

“I can’t, I have to talk to Kazuki in private!” Shiho whispered angrily. Mina’s heart leaped. This meant she had to face Hiroto.

“You’re going to have to talk him eventually, you might as well do it now,” Shiho whispered.

“She’s right,” Mina thought. But the prospect was terrifying. Suddenly, Kazuki emerged from his tent, and cheerily greeted them.

“Hi Kazuki,” Shiho said nervously. “Can I talk to you in private?” she asked.

“Erm, sure,” Kazuki responded. As they headed into the bushes, Hiroto stepped out into the clearing. His heart leaped as he saw Mina, and Hisashi watched them both curiously to see how they would react.

“Hi Eri,” Hiroto said.

“Hi Hiroto!” Eri responded. Hiroto gulped as his eyes drifted towards Mina. She was more beautiful than ever, especially now she had exposed herself to him. She was stood with her arms crossed, staring at the camp fire.

“Hi Mina,” he said gingerly. He had no idea how she would respond.

“Hi,” came her reply; she didn’t look at him, and kept her eyes fixed firmly on the campfire.

Meanwhile, Shiho and Kazuki were arranging a time to meet in private. “We could have another camping trip,” said Shiho.

“Yeah, we could. But I don’t know if the guys will want to camp out two days in a row,” he replied. “Maybe we should give it a few days,” he said thoughtfully.

“But I don’t know if I can wait that long. I want to lose it to you,” Shiho said, running her fingers down his arm. “Since we’re alone, do you want to do something?” Shiho asked.

“Like what?” Kazuki replied.

“Like this,” Shiho said softly, slipping her fingers down his shorts. Kazuki gasped, and pushed his penis into Shiho’ fingers as she clasped them around it. She pulled down his shorts, and kissed him as she tugged his shaft slowly, her fingers travelling from the base of it to the tip. Kazuki moaned slightly as a droplet of pre-cum left his penis, and he slid his fingers up Shiho’s skirt and behind her panties. He quim was warm and moist; and he could feel it squeezing as he slid his finger into it. Shiho bent her legs slightly at the sensation of Kazuki’s fingers sliding into her, and she sped her hand up. She broke off the kiss, and stared into his eyes as she felt his warm shaft tensing. She rested her head on his shoulders, trying to keep stood up as her leg shook violently as he rubbed clitoris with his thumb. Suddenly, Kazuki pushed his pelvis out as Shiho tugged at his penis.

“I-I’m gonna…” was all he could manage to say. Shiho pointed his penis up slightly, and she watched as he released his load in short bursts onto the forest floor. It was a sight she didn’t think she would ever get used to. As she licked the small bit that had leaked onto her fingers, Kazuki looked into her eyes. “That was great,” he said, fighting to catch his breath.

“Thanks. So, when should we meet?” said Shiho, running her clean fingers through his hair.

“I’ll convince the guys to come camping again tomorrow,” he said, his hand still behind Shiho’s panties.

“OK, will, you come to see me face Brock later on?” Shiho asked.

“I can’t, I have to help my Dad with something,” he said apologetically. “But I will ring you straight after to see how it went down,” said Kazuki.

“Alright then, let’s get the others and go home,” Shiho said.

A little while later, and Mina was at home having a shower. Each member of her group had gone home, and she wanted to look good for Shiho’s upcoming match against Brock. Mina appreciated the time alone with her thoughts; with friends like hers it was difficult to get some peace and quiet. As she stood in the shower, she reflected on the events of the night. “Why did I do that?” Mina thought. “I’m not the type of girl to do such things, but my hormones got the better of me,” she continued. She grabbed the sponge, and began running it up and down her arm. “I’m so confused; lately I’ve not been in control of my body. I keep waking up sticky; I have uncontrollable urges to touch myself. And then that what happened last night. I wasn’t thinking clearly,” she went on. She rubbed the sponge against her inner thigh. “I wonder if he liked what I did. Gee, I’m so lame when it comes to these matters. Shiho knows everything about love, and I know nothing,” she sighed. She lifted the sponge above her wet breasts, and squeezed it, letting the water run down her cleavage. “Perhaps I’m just growing up, but I don’t want to feel like this. I just want to be normal,” she thought, rubbing the sponge against her quim. She shuddered slightly; and she felt a strange sensation in her stomach, the same one she had felt the previous morning. She lowered herself down, and sat with her knees tucked against her breasts. She could feel her shoulders touching the cold tiles, and she splashed some water on them to warm them up. She spread her legs slightly, looked down at her quim; it didn’t look any different than it had since she started puberty. She found it strange that one organ could possess her like that. Her pussy was slightly rosy because of the warm water cascading onto it. It felt good, and she angled her hips so that the water contacted her clitoris. She teased her nipples and laid her head back as the water pleasured her. She stood up, and removed the shower head from its holding, and rotated the head, making it squirt water in a faster, thinner stream. She held it to her quim, and felt her ears burn as her quim tingled. She stroked her right nipple with her finger. The longer she held the shower head, the more pleasure rippled throughout her body. Suddenly, the pleasure became too much. She felt the urge to pee, and pulled the shower away from her. “What’s wrong with me?” she thought.

Later that day, Eri, Mina and Shiho were gathered outside the Pewter City Gym. Shiho was slightly nervous. She had heard the rumours about the gym leader, Brock. He never revealed himself in public, unless there was a crisis in the city. “Are you sure about this Shiho? I’ve heard that Brock once punched an Onix, and it shattered into a million pieces,” Mina said fearfully. “Hisashi said that he had seen him jump over a house. Or what about that time Kazuki said that Brock’s real father was a Golem, and that at night, he transforms into one and rolls around the neighbourhood, tackling children who aren’t in bed,” Mina said, the panic in her voice rising.

“I heard that Brock makes good rice,” Eri chimed in.

“What? A monster such as him does not make rice!” Mina retorted.

“Those are just stories!” Shiho said irritated. “And I made the one up about Brock being a Golem, I told Kazuki to tell it you as a joke,” said Shiho. Mina felt her cheeks burning.

“You mean that I’ve being having nightmares over nothing!” Mina said, feeling foolish.

“Enough. Let’s just go in,” Shiho said. She pushed the door open and gingerly stepped in. Mina grabbed Eri’s arm, and walked in behind her. The gym was pitch black, and the air inside was cool. Shiho felt her eyes adjusting to the dark. “Hello? Is anybody here? I wish to challenge Brock!” she called out into the darkness. Mina admired her bravery; there was no way she would do something like that. Mina and Eri jumped as a spotlight flickered on at the other end of the gym. Shiho struggled to make out the figure standing beneath it.

“Brock isn’t here. He has left on official gym business!” said a voice threateningly. Shiho nervously advanced towards the figure, but she became angry once it revealed itself.

“What the… You’re just a nerd!” she said, pointing her finger at the figure. The figure turned out to be a small, skinny man, wearing a shirt and tie, with broad rimmed glasses on his head.

“Yes, a nerd that happens to be in control of this gym until its glorious leader returns,” he said, pushing the glasses further up the ridge of his nose.

“So I can’t challenge him then. When the hell does he get back?” said Shiho, agitated.

“I cannot reveal that information, all I can say is that he is on a mission fraught with danger, a mission that could determine the future of Kanto itself!” he shouted.

The Sun hung low in the sky on Route 13, staining it a brilliant colour of red. The only sounds were the songs of Pidgey. Suddenly, a sharp laugh penetrated their cries. “Hahaha! That idiot thinks I am on important gym business!” said a young man menacingly. “But a nerd such as him could never comprehend the true magnitude of my real mission,” he said arrogantly. He was clasping a photograph of a pink Pokémon that looked like an amorphous blob. The man stopped for a moment and surveyed the field ahead of him. He had gone to great lengths to reach this place; finding somebody who knew how to teach the hidden move cut, and having to catch a Pokémon that could learn it. The field was obscured by thick undergrowth, and not many people knew about this place, or the secret Pokémon that it contained. He lifted the photograph to his face, and his heart fluttered at the possibilities. “A Pokémon that can transform into anything,” he said threateningly. “I can finally have any women I desire!” he shouted, with tears in his eyes. “If real women won’t date me, then I’ll have to find an alternative! And this is it,” he said with his fist clenched. Contained within his bag was an ensemble of photographs of various women: Misty of Cerulean Gym, Erika of Celadon, Sabrina of Saffron, and various Beauties and Lasses that he had met on his travels. “Soon, you’ll all be mine!” he shouted, his penis hardening at the thought. Suddenly, his exited expression faded. “I’m so lonely” he sighed. But that was all about to change. He planned to have his first sexual encounter right here in this field, if he could only find the pink blob. Suddenly, he stopped in his tracks. A girl was standing with her back to him a little ways ahead. She was facing the Sun, and he nearly came as realised saw her bare ass. She was completely naked, stood with her legs apart and her hands on her hips; he could just make out her pussy lips meeting beneath her ass. “Brock, today is the day,” he said, tears rolling down his cheeks. As he ran towards her he stopped in his tracks as she turned around. He noticed her red hair, which was tied into a ponytail, and her pale skin. “M-Misty,” he cried.

“Hello Brock, I’ve been waiting for you,” she said seductively.

“H-How did you find this place,” he said, gulping.

“I followed you. I’d follow you to the end of the Earth if I had to,” she said, advancing towards him.

“I-I didn’t know you felt that way,” said Brock, stunned. Misty put her finger on his lips.

“Shhhh. Now, let me see it,” she said, feeling his cock through his pants. Brock was reluctant, and slightly scared, but he knew he couldn’t let this opportunity pass him up. He undid his belt, and pulled it off him. He let his pants slide down to his ankles, and he kicked them off. His hard penis was pointing straight at Misty’s pale quim. Misty took his hand, and put it one of her breasts. “Do you like my pale, virgin body?” she asked quietly.

“I-I love it!” said Brock. Maybe he wouldn’t end up having to fuck a Pokémon after all. Misty got down on her knees, and stroked his shaft, touching the head of it with her fingers. The pleasure was intense for Brock.

“It’s so big!” Misty said with wide eyes.

“Yeah well,” said Brock, flattered. As Misty teased the head of his penis, a small droplet of pre-cum leaked out. Misty, took Brocks penis into her mouth. He moaned with pleasure as she moved her head back and forth, rolling her tongue over the head of his penis. She looked up at him with her turquoise eyes, and began fondling his scrotum. Suddenly, she squatted, and looked down at her wet pussy.

“Would like to watch me get off to you?” she asked.

“Would I ever!” he cried. His dreams were coming true. Still squatting, she began fingering her pussy, tugging at his shaft as she did. She looked at him, and Brock could hear her wet quim squelching as her fingers slid in and out of it.

“Do you like my wet pussy Brock?” Misty cried, her hand moving faster up and down his cock.

“Yes!” Brock moaned.

“Do you like watching my fingers slide in and out of my hole?” she cried again.

“Yes!” Brock cried.

“Do you want to cum all over my face?” Misty screamed.

“Yes!” Brock cried, on the verge of orgasm.

“Then do it, Brock, cover me with your load!” she said, facing him.

Suddenly, just as he was on the verge orgasm, Misty stopped. Brock heard a click, and as he looked down, a mixture of dread and confusion washed over him. A chastity belt enclosed his penis, and he couldn’t even touch it to finish getting himself off. He looked on with fear as Misty melted in front him, converging into a pink blob. As the Ditto went back to a Pokéball, Brock heard a cruel, girlish laughter.

“Hahaha, hi Brock!” came a voice. Brock’s heart sank as he looked up. About 10 feet of the ground was a slim woman with long, black hair floating on a Kadabra. “Did you miss me Brock!” came her voice, sending shivers down his spine.

“You!” he shouted. “Sabrina!”

“The one and the same!” she said, still giggling. “Looking for something, you pervert!” she said, holding Ditto’s Pokéball in her hand.

“How did you know?” Brock growled.

“I read your mind, or did you forget I could do that?” Sabrina sighed. “And I can sense you looking at my breasts,” she said, jumping down from her Kadabra. “Would you like to take a peek? Misty never finished you off, did she?” she said, pulling down her top. “Look at my breasts, Brock,” she said, smiling. “I know you want to,” she went on. Brock fought not to; he knew Sabrina derived her pleasure from depriving others of theirs. “Come on Brock,” she said, teasing him. Brock could resist no longer, and opened his eyes. He felt his penis grow hard again, only to be contained by the chastity belt. “Awww, it’s a shame you can’t fuck me Brock, I was really looking forward to it,” she said, stroking the belt.

“Were you born a bitch?” said Brock, infuriated.

“Hey, I’m not the one out here looking for pink blobs to fuck! You really are a lonely pervert, aren’t you?” she said, crossing her arms.

“That’s it! Onix, get that bitch!” he shouted, throwing his Pokéball. As the large rock snake materialised in the field, Sabrina jumped back behind her Kadabra.

“Kadabra, reflect!” she commanded. Before the Rock Pokémon had a chance to strike, Kadabra drew a magic wall with its spoon, softening the impact of Onix’s double edge.

Before Kadabra could strike again, Brock made his move.

“Onix, dig!” he cried. The large rock Pokémon dived straight for the ground, burrowing deep within.

“Kadabra, use future sight to predict where it will surface,” shouted Sabrina. Kadabra put its hand to its head, and suddenly jumped to the side. The rock Pokémon bounded out of the ground, and dived back under again. “Kadabra, recover” cried Sabrina. The psychic Pokémon focused on its spoon, and a healing aura surrounded it. Just as it had fully healed itself, Onix crashed through the Earth to the surface right beneath the Kadabra, injuring it. “Kadabra, use Iron Tail!” cried Sabrina. The psychic Pokémon stiffened its tail, and struck the rock snake across the face. “Now, use Psybeam!” commanded Sabrina.

“Onix, retreat beneath the ground” called Brock. Kadabra held out its spoon, and fired a powerful Psychic beam from it, following Onix’s position underground with it. “Now Onix, surface!” shouted Brock.

“Kadabra, Iron Tail!” Sabrina cried. As the rock Pokémon collided with the psychic Pokémon, it was met with its steel tail. As the dust cleared, Brock’s Onix lay unconscious on the floor, whist Kadabra was badly injured. “Looks like I win!” said Sabrina. “Kadabra, use recover,” she said. “Wow, look at the mess you’ve made,” she said, surveying the field. There were pot-holes and soil everywhere, and a deep ditch carved into the ground where Kadabra’s psybeam had hit.

“Why did you come here Sabrina, to crush my dreams? To make a lonely man suffer for your own twisted pleasure? O’ cruel maiden!” Brock said with tears in his eyes.

“Wow, you’re pathetic,” said Sabrina with her hands on her hips. “No, whilst I relish every opportunity to feed off your perverted, tortured psyche, that’s not why I initially came, although it was a pleasant treat,” she said coyly. “I came to warn you of a group of thugs calling themselves “The Kanto Rider Federation”,” she said, her face turning stern.

“Who are they?” asked Brock pulling his pants on.

“They confronted me at my Gym. At first, they seemed to be a group of Bosozoku belonging to the ex-fighting gym I squashed next door to mine,” she continued. “But when I screened their memories, I found that the group was far more wide-reaching and connected than I originally thought. It seems that there is a powerful individual or group controlling them from behind the scenes,” she said darkly.

“Do you know who they are?” Brock asked.

“No, it seems that even the thugs themselves do not know, although the higher ranking ones might do. Erika has asked all of the gym leaders to keep an eye out for them. You just make sure you keep on your toes, and be ready when the time comes to confront them,” said Sabrina, climbing onto the back of her Kadabra.

“Sabrina?” said Brock.

“What?” she responded.

“Will you get this damn chastity belt off me!?” Brock shouted. Sabrina smirked.

“No,” she said, and with a flash, she was gone.
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