Varying Circumstances

Author’s Note: Busy, busy, busy! I got caught up with life and work, and when I finally got a break to sit down and write the next chapter, I decided to go out to a party instead. D’oh. I’m regretting it now, but it was way too much fun dressing up as Mario and dancing to rap music (the irony there-in being that there wasn’t a black person at the party at all). It was a costume party, if you hadn’t guessed. So, now that I have everything all out of the way and straightened out, I should be good again. Expect faster chapters again!



Plenty of sex in this chapter. I guess I owe it to you. :D



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A bright new day brings promises of new adventures, but there was still quite a bit to reflect on. The Pokemon Dome, easily visible from Nick and Kristina’s hotel room, was glossy with ice, and the majority of the inside of the dome was, reportedly, similarly covered in thick coats of ice. As a result, the contest was canceled – no-one had won! Despite this upset, the dome was actually kind of interesting to look at, with the way the light reflected off and through the ice as the sun began to rise.



Not to mention, the south-easterly morning breeze was cold because of the ice, as well.



A knock on the door interrupts the two from staring out the window, and Lance steps in, looking between the two. “I hope I didn’t interrupt anything.” He grins.



Nicholas smirks and shakes his head slowly. “No, you didn’t. We were just watching the sunrise.”



“How’s your Absol?” Lance inquires.



Tilting his head back to look at the sleeping Aisha, “She’s still resting from all the excitement yesterday. She was worn out, poor thing.” Nick chuckles.



“So, how did things go back at the Pokemon Dome?” Kristina asks curiously, slowly moving to sit down on one of the beds. “You’re a member of the Elite Four, so you probably had an easy time, right?”



“Well, actually, no. I got my ass handed to me.” Lance grins sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck. “My Pokemon are all thawed out and healed, though. Once all of my Pokemon were taken care of, that lady realized you were gone and just took off. Still, a Regice. I never knew.” He shakes his head. “All of it under our noses.”



Nicholas nods a bit. “We found a dig site. We were going to report it, but I think it’s futile now. They’ve probably long since packed up and moved on.”



Lance hums thoughtfully, folding his arms across his chest. “Well, don’t worry about it. We’ll take care of her. You just worry about how you’ll fare when you have to fight us.”



“No contest.” Nick gives a thumbs down, ducking an attempt from the Dragon tamer to headlock and subsequently grind a fist into his head. “But really, we’re not worried about it. We just have this one guy, Julius. He keeps trying to kill me. As much as I hate to admit it, so far he’s just been matching us step for step.”



“You mean the kid with the Shelgon?” Lance quirks an eyebrow. “That name sounds vaguely familiar. Did he give you a last name?”



Kristina nods and looks up. “Alexander. But we just heard it from the announcer.”



“Wow. Julius Alexander, huh?” Lance chuckles. “No wonder he’s giving you so much trouble.”



Nicholas quirks an eyebrow. “Please explain.”



Lance nods slowly, clearing his throat. “In every region there’s one trainer that’s considered the strongest Dragon-type trainer in the region.”



“And you’re this region’s strongest Dragon-type trainer, then?” Kristina tries.



“Exactly.” Lance smiles. “But there are others, as well. The Alexander family is famous for having a long line of Dragon Tamers. For hundreds of years, the Alexander family has seen few equals. Not to mention, their past has always been kind of shady, but no-one’s been able to really gather enough evidence to really accuse them of anything.



“At any rate, the Alexander family are generally considered some of Hoenn’s strongest Dragon Tamers.” Lance continues after a moment. “Which explains why the records stated he started with a Bulbasaur for his starter, but he uses his Shelgon all the time.”



Kristina tilts her head slightly, curiously. “I wonder why he didn’t pick a Charmander. Isn’t the last evolution considered to be like a Dragon?”



“Normally, yes, but traditionally, no.” Lance nods. “You should watch out for that Julius kid. If his Shelgon evolves into a Salamence, you could be in for a much rougher time. Unlike your Absol, who doesn’t evolve, the Bagon family does, and they get stronger with each evolution. Not to mention, his is more than likely family-bred for battle.”



“I see. Well, I’ll be sure to train a little harder, then.” Nick nods.



Lance smirks. “Speaking of training, your pop asked me to escort you to Vermilion City. Said that there’s no real activity going on around Vermilion and you should be able to continue without having to worry about Team Rocket or Julius for a while. Did you two want to challenge Erika before we left?”



“I almost completely forgot about that..” Kristina murmurs.



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Using the keycard designed to open her hotel room, Melina steps slowly inside, heaving a tired sigh as she sets her pack down, kicking the door closed behind her. Once locked, she steps further into the darkened room, flicking on the light. There on the single bed sits Julius, staring at here intently. Slightly startled, she puts a hand over her heart, sighing again. “Jeez, Julius. How did you get in here..?”



“How come you just ran off when we were faced with that Team Rocket lady?” Julius inquires, slowly lifting his arms to fold them across his chest.



“I watched. There was no real contest, anyway. If that Lance guy hadn’t shown up, you all would’ve probably been dead meat, Gardevoir or not.” Melina snips slightly, moving slowly around the bed to begin pulling clothes out of the dressers. Their stay here was only for a day or two, and she knew that it would be time to continue their journey once she was ready.



“I think there’s something you’re not telling me.” Julius continues.



Melina pauses, looking back at him. “I’m not hiding anything from you. You know that.”



Julius only stays quiet for a few moments, watching her turn back and bend over to explore one of the other drawers for her clothes. Standing, he shifts up behind her, one hand wrapping around her waist, the other resting on her back to keep her bent over. “I don’t believe you.”



Melina gasps softly when she feels herself trapped in that position, and she inwardly curses having worn a short skirt, especially when she feels him lift it up. “Julius, we don’t have time for this..”



“I think we do. If you don’t intend to tell me what I want to know, then this is the least you can give me. You’ve been acting strange ever since we left Lavender Town, and I want to know why.” Julius has no trouble working Melina’s panties down her legs, letting them fall to her feet, leaving her exposed to him.



“Uh huh. Not like you don’t have YOUR share of secrets… Julius!” Melina gasps again when she feels her panties fall, body shivering when she feels rough fingers stroking her sensitive folds, quickly bringing her to arousal. She can deny it all she wants, but she’s not one to pass up amazing sex, and Julius has so far supplied it each of their sexual encounters. “L-Like that time with your Shelgon… ahhh… getting knocked out…” She pants softly, resting her arms on the top of the dresser and thrusting her ass back against him.



Julius shakes his head. “That’s my burden. I don’t want you worrying about it.” He snorts softly, unbuckling his belt and working his pants down, running the head of his cock slowly up and down her folds. “And you haven’t been putting out lately. I think this is a good as an excuse as any.”



Inwardly, Melina couldn’t agree more. Some part of her deep down inside just loved getting dominated, and being put into a position where she couldn’t escape or put up much of a fight aroused her much more than she suspected it might. “I like it when you just take it.” She smirks playfully.



Julius pushes the head of his cock gently past her sensitive folds, and keeps it from going in much, just to torment her. Melina whines softly, trying to push her ass back and get him to put more of that cock into her hungry pussy. “Juliusss…”



“I want to know what you’re hiding.” Julius leans forward, growling softly into her ear, a growl that only sends shivers right down her spine. “There’s something you’re not telling me, and I suspect I know what it is.”



“That’s MY burden.” Melina growls back at him, clutching the dresser tight. “If you don’t fuck me, there will be consequences.”



Julius smirks. “What are you going to do? You’re not in a place to make demands.” And to punctuate this, he thrusts into her deep, hilting his cock deep inside her, forcing a scream of pleasure from the beautiful woman beneath him. “Besides, I don’t like..” He pulls out, and pounds back inside her, but only once. “People that like..” And again. “Keeping secrets.” And a third time, this time taking up a hard, fast pace that he knows she loves.



“God..! I’m going to cum..!” Melina cries in pleasure, gripping the dresser tighter, her legs feeling weak as he plows into her from behind, forcing her body up against the dresser each time.



Though a part of him wants to keep her from cumming, Julius knows that there’s only so long she can hold secrets from him. He pounds away faster, harder, forcing her legs to nearly buckle as she cums. He reaches his other arm down to hold her up, burying his cock deep inside her to let her ride out her climax.



“My God, Julius… I don’t know how you do that to me, but fuck, I love it..” Melina purrs softly, looking back over her shoulder at him as he pulls her up to a stand, pulling out of her folds as she whines. “But you didn’t cum..”



“We’re not done yet.” Julius smirks, gently picking her up in his arms and tossing her onto the empty bed. “Far from it.”



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The actual trip to Vermilion City didn’t take long at all. Lance’s Dragonite and Salamence, fresh from healing from the activities of the previous day, have no trouble bringing them to their destination. Once off, they returned back the way they came, to return to their master. A small coastal city, Vermilion City boasted plenty of activities for beach-goers, but the major draw of tourists was the Vermilion City Gym, which, run by Electric-type Gym Leader Lt. Surge, served as a tourist attraction as it did as an attraction for aspiring Pokemon Masters.



Mostly because of the puzzles held within that was meant to challenge trainers mentally before they could reach the Gym Leader. Of course, the puzzles weren’t particularly challenging if you took a moment to consider each step, and trainers that didn’t try to rush their way through it were granted a fight with Lt. Surge. After resounding victories over Grass-type Gym Leader Erika, both Nick and Kristina were ready for the challenge and accepted it almost as soon as they got there, a welcome change of pace from continually getting side-tracked.



Once the dust had settled, both trainers came out another badge richer.



“I still can’t believe the luck I’m having. I don’t think I would have gotten this far, nearly this fast, if I hadn’t been with you.” Kristina shakes her head, gently shining her Kanto region badges. “Nor would I have thought I’d gotten this strong..”



Nicholas shakes his head. “You’re growing as a trainer, and you’re learning. You would have gotten to this point eventually. As it is, we’re really rushing it. I want to slow down and take a while to get to Fuchsia City, but if Julius is still following us..”



Kristina rolls her eyes. “Don’t worry about him. He’s still got to walk a long way to even get to this city. He won’t be here for days.” She waves a hand slightly. “Let’s just enjoy ourselves. You’ve got swimming trunks, right?”



“Yeah. Why? Did you want to hit the beach?” Nick smirks. “You’re way too easy to predict.”



Gently punching his arm, Kristina makes her way towards the beach. “C’mon. Let’s go!”



Nicholas nods and glances down at his Absol. “You’ve never been to the beach, have you?” He chuckles. “I think you’ll enjoy it.”



Aisha nods knowingly, taking off after Kristina. “Hey! That’s no fair!” Nick calls out to his Pokemon, breaking into a run to try to catch up to them both.



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“Welcome back, Miss Raina. How did things go at the Regice Dig Site?” A welcoming Team Rocket lieutenant offers nervously, assisting her from dismounting from her Flygon. The base she’d traveled and landed in was cleverly hidden from human eyes: a sea cliff base, burrowed deep into the rock of one of the many islands south of the Kanto region.



“Horrible, if you hadn’t noticed. They know we’re back and they know we have a Regice.” Raina snaps at him, adjusting her gloves on her hands as she walks away. The lieutenant glances back at the Flygon and makes his way after his leader.



“So, what’re we going to do?” The lieutenant inquires as she makes her way into one of the many winding corridors of the island base.



Raina glances at him, an annoyed tone to her voice as she indulges him anyway. “Nothing. Now we just sit and wait. Someone’s after the boy, not just that Julius brat. Not to mention, there’s something interesting about him. We’ve been getting random, strange readings from the general area he tends to be in, like something’s there that’s not.”



The lieutenant quirks an eyebrow curiously. “Speaking of that, we’ve just gotten a few read outs on the abnormal readings. We’ve had a bit of a breakthrough.”



“What was it?” Raina asks, turning into one of few control rooms on the base to gaze upon the huge screen.



“Why not see for yourself?” The lieutenant smirks.



Raina’s eyes go wide, slowly moving her way closer, and moving into a seat. “Them..? But I thought there were only a few..”



The lieutenant shakes his head slowly. “Apparently not.”



“Send a task force to Cinnabar Island. He’s bound to wind up there, and with any luck, them, too. It seems we have a few more legendary Pokemon to acquire.” Raina smirks.



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The sandy beaches of Vermilion City weren’t always this way. Recently having been added on to attract tourists and vacationers to help the city expand, the new beaches attract the young and the old alike to enjoy in volleyball, frisbee, or just to catch a tan or swim. Pokemon aren’t normally allowed on the beach, but a sign reads that Pokemon are allowed on the beach if with their trainers. As a result, both Kristina and Nicholas’ Pokemon get some fresh air, Nicholas’ newly evolved Beedrill enjoying its new-found freedom from its cocoon, celebrating by getting an aerial view of the beach area.



“C’mon, you losers. Hit the ball!” Kristina grins playfully, clasping her hands together and bouncing the volleyball off of her arms, letting it fly over the net and hit the ground before Nicholas can hit it back, only finding himself in the sand. “Yeesh. You’re great at Pokemon battles, but you suck at sports. What is that?”



Nicholas rolls his eyes. “Oh, please. I’m just rusty, that’s all.”



“Uh huh.” Kristina smirks, glancing over at her Combusken. “This is no contest, Combusken. Think we should just give up?”



Her Combusken seems pleased with how well they’re doing, lifting a wing up to bat the volleyball back over the net as it’s served to them. Nick’s Machop has an easier time hitting the ball, skidding to a stop under where the ball was bound to land and batting the ball back over the net. The hit is stronger than intended, and Kristina’s Combusken runs backwards. It almost seems too late to catch the ball and hit it, but as it dives, a bright light encompasses it, allowing it to heighten.



“Combusken?” Kristina blinks as she watches it evolve. Now a Blaziken, it has no trouble batting the ball away and back over the net, where neither Machop nor Nicholas can hit it back, both falling to the sand. “I can’t believe it!” Kristina laughs, running over and hopping up, letting her Blaziken catch her. “I always thought Pokemon only evolved through battle.”



“Apparently not.” Nicholas stands up, dusting some sand off of his Machop once he finishes his own self. “Congratulations, though. Your Blaziken looks pretty strong.” He smirks.



“No kidding. Jeez, you’re tall.” Kristina smiles, hopping down out of her Blaziken’s arms.



The sun was beginning to set, so many people were packing up and getting ready to leave. Still in her two piece, Kristina settles down. “Let’s camp out here tonight. On the beach. We can build a bonfire like the kind they had at your friend’s ranch.”



“Nothing that big, but yes, we can build a bonfire.” Nicholas smiles. “Aisha, Kirlia, let’s go find some wood.” He beckons to the two, heading off down the beach towards the northern lining of trees.



By the time they disappeared into the trees, it had finally become night, only the glow from her Pikachu and Blaziken helping to keep the sands illuminated. Kristina gently sets out her sleeping back, making sure it was on her towel, her mind drifting back as she finally had time to think. The first time she’d had sex with a Pokemon.



It wasn’t that long ago, really. A week, maybe two? She considered her options, glancing slowly over at her Blaziken, who was content to keep a fire going, before noting her gaze. He looks up, letting his eyes meet hers. Kristina motions for Blaziken to join her, and he stands and moves over, sitting on her sleeping bag. Of course, this was quite a bit different as compared to the last time. How would she go about it? She knows this Pokemon.



She knows it’s still about lust, each passing thought sending a tingling sensation up from her folds, where she was swiftly beginning to get wet. Still, letting a Pokemon just up and take her was easier than she expected (and far more erotic). Would this be the same? Only one way to find out. Reaching her hand over, she strokes softly between his legs. This immediately gets him to perk up, his head angling down to watch her. A shiver runs over his body. Seems she got the right spot.



At first, she’s not sure if she had it right or not. Soon, however, Blaziken proves she was doing it right: slowly from its sheath, the throbbing, hardening cock began to emerge. It was quite a bit bigger than the Sandslash she’d first given herself to, but perhaps not nearly as big as the Arcanine. This helps calm her nerves a little as she strokes the hardening cock, direct contact seeming to make it get to full size much quicker.



“My God..” Kristina groans softly, leaning down slowly to begin to lick the head of it slowly. Her Blaziken, slightly startled by the action, soon begins to calm as he feels the pleasure beginning to build up. It was heavenly, and he wondered what compelled his mistress to do such a thing. It seems Kristina doesn’t need to be compelled much, as she begins to take his cock into her mouth, suckling on it, running her tongue around the head.



“Mmm..”



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Gathering the wood is relatively easy. Find the dying trees, cut it using Psycho Cutter or Slash. Though Aisha can’t carry any of the wood, Nicholas takes his share and his Kirlia dances gracefully back towards camp, psionically carrying her own share of the firewood. Getting closer to the camp, however, warrants a sight that Nicholas was sure he wouldn’t see.



Kristina, with Blaziken’s cock firmly in her mouth.



Kirlia looks confused at first, but Aisha gets the idea immediately. It’s something she’s done on more than a few occasions. “Couldn’t just wait ‘til we got back?” Nicholas smirks playfully.



Kristina startles, jumping a bit as she pulls her mouth off of Blaziken’s cock, now shiny with her saliva. “Nicholas, I..”



Nick shakes his head. “Don’t worry about it. I’m not going to tell anyone, but now we’re even, got it?” He points at her. “I caught you, fair and square.”



“Okay..” Kristina nods slowly, smiling a bit. “I’m glad you understand..”



“So, don’t keep him waiting, then. Enjoy yourself.” Nicholas offers, putting the wood into a pile as he watches Kristina slowly push her bikini bottom to one side, moving to impale herself on her Blaziken’s cock. With Blaziken seated, and Kristina on his lap, she slowly takes the intruder into herself, finally hilting with a soft gasp. The head of the shaft rest perfectly at the entrance to her womb, pushing delightfully gently at her cervix. She couldn’t help but grind against him to get that feeling again.



Nicholas doesn’t have much trouble lighting the fire himself. Matches are certainly a help in this situation, with her Blaziken… preoccupied. Still in his swimming trunks, Nicholas glances back towards where Aisha was, but he only finds his Kirlia staring straight at him. He quirks an eyebrow, slowly fanning the flames to self-sufficiency before moving over to sit on his towel, motioning for Kirlia to come over.



Although reluctant at first, Kirlia glances over at Blaziken and Kristina longingly, before moving to her master, slowly moving into his lap. “Do you want to enjoy something like that?” Nicholas inquires, gently adjusting the Pokemon in his lap. His Kirlia nods with a slight blush tinged on her cheeks, slowly standing on his legs and hopping softly, his swimming trunks pulled off psionically. Of course, Nicholas wasn’t expecting that, and he nearly falls back into the sand, reaching his hands back to catch himself.



With his cock hard from watching Kristina go at her Blaziken with such vigor, Nicholas is fine with letting his Kirlia examine him, trying to figure out a way to just… fit him in. She runs a hand down between her legs, and she trembles slightly, looking unsure.



“You can just try, and if you can’t, it’s okay.” Nicholas smiles reassuringly at the Psychic Pokemon, who nods slowly. That reassurance, that confidence helps empower her, and she crawls up and over his shaft, resting the entrance to her tight, wet folds against the head of his cock. The head is soft, and so actually fitting it into her isn’t difficult. That much just gets her to shiver, and Nicholas to groan softly in pleasure.



Using her master’s arms for leverage, she gently begins to settle herself down onto the cock. At first it’s too difficult to get in, but as she begins to lubricate more, she begins to stretch to accommodate her master. More and more of it begins to fit inside of her, and she slowly begins to settle down again. It’s then Nicholas feels, half-way in, that there’s nothing left for him to fit into. Almost disappointed, the Kirlia tries again and again, to no avail.



“Shhh. Don’t… mm… don’t worry about, Kirlia.” Nicholas whispers softly, nuzzling her head softly. “We can just do it like this..”



Almost as if in response, his Kirlia began to glow a soft white, her form beginning to grow. More and more of him slowly began to sink into her as she did, causing Nicholas to gasp softly. When the white glow had disappeared, a Gardevoir, far taller and more suited for the task at hand, had taken all of his thick shaft inside her. She gently wraps her arms around his neck, beginning to slowly pull up out of him, then back down. “Gardevoir..” He moans softly, gently resting his hands on her hips.



The Gardevoir’s dress was splayed out around them, almost like a second skin for the Pokemon, and anyone looking would have a difficult time realizing that they were joined sexually. At least at first. The Gardevoir’s slow up and down movements certainly give away what’s happening beneath the dress.



Kristina on the other hand finally can’t take it anymore. Climax after climax having wracked her body, she had no energy left, sinking Blaziken’s cock deep inside her as she leans against his chest, resting. “You have some kind of stamina..” She murmurs, licking her lips. “You haven’t even cum yet..”



Her Blaziken gently lift her off of him, but Kristina was in no state to complain. Gently, he set her down on her hands and knees, and her front hit the ground softly. She kept her ass in the air, and she was glad she did, feeling that thick cock impale her again. “Oohhh..!” She cries in pleasure, feeling him take her hard and fast, much more so than she was able to originally on top of him like that. Each stroke gets him deep inside her, and the angle only seems to let him get deeper.



Gardevoir slowly turns her head to look back at the two, her glazed, lustful eyes gazing upon the sight of the Blaziken taking his mistress in that position, and those lustful eyes go wide. She looks back towards her master, trying to communicate through looks, and gentle squeaks and moans of her name to try to get him to understand. Nicholas blinks, unable to really tell what she wants, but when she pulls up off of him and slowly moves down to her hands and knees, he gets the idea.



Moving up onto his knees, Nicholas moves behind her, resting the head of his cock against her folds, gently pushing in. It seems she likes that slow pace, and he’s happy to oblige, her body wracked with pleasure as she grips the towel beneath them. “Mmm..” It’s amazing, to say the least. At first Nicholas wasn’t sure if every Pokemon had such a talented snatch, but with each thrust in milking him, each thrust out clamping down to try and keep him inside, he could only guess that through mating, these contractions were instinctual.



Kristina pushes her ass back into her Blaziken, trying to get him to cum. She wasn’t sure how much longer she could hold out without actually passing out, but her moans were low, to try and not get discovered. Another climax wracks her body, and she cries softly in pleasure. Then, it happens, with little warning. Her eyes go wide as she feels a sudden warmth beginning to fill her up. She knows that feeling all too well, that feeling when a strong male releases inside her. Each shot of seed fills her womb, and each shot seems to set off little orgasms.



Nicholas glances over just in time to see Kristina collapse, Blaziken’s cum slowly seeping out around his cock. He begins to slowly speed up his thrusts into his Gardevoir, closing his eyes. Actually getting to cum isn’t difficult – it’s keeping back from doing so, and knowing when his mate was satisfied that was the most difficult. Still, he could tell when she’d cum. Her cunt would contract around him tightly for a few seconds, making thrusting in and out all the more harder as it would clutch to him, trying to hold him in and milk the cum out of him.



It certainly does its job, as Nicholas gasps softly, burying his cock deep inside his Gardevoir as he begins to cum, short little thrusts only enhancing the pleasure as thick, hot ropes of seed fill up his Gardevoir, cum quickly beginning to leak out as he slowly pulls out of her, resting back. “Incredible..” He whispers softly, licking his lips.



By that point, Kristina was already dead to the world, her Blaziken laying down beside her. Nicholas shakes his head slowly, licking his lips as he considers what they had to do the next day. He gently lifts the sleeping Gardevoir to rest her in his sleeping bag, slipping in next to her to enjoy her warmth through the night.



Nights like these were incredible, and he couldn’t help but wonder if this was just too good to be true. He could only hope that nights like these would continue, keeping him sexually satiated.



Tomorrow, they’d be off for Fuchsia City.