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Pokemon › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
113,738
Reviews:
21
Recommended:
1
Currently Reading:
1
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I do not own Pokemon, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Misty's Rape
Erotic Dreams: http://www.geocities.com/draka_dracula/Secret.html
Tags: [N/C] (At first, anyway... [Solo][Fant][Oral][Anal][Tent][Beast]
Fant = Fantacy. Misty has a dream during the sex play...
Misty\'s Rape
Or, the REAL Reason Misty Wanted a Tentacruel...
Disclaimer: Pokemon belongs to Nintendo. I am not making money off this story. It\'s just a fanfic.
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By: AnimeHentai
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Misty sat in her room at the Cerulean Gym. While her sisters were away, she was the one in charge. Misty had not wanted to come back. She had wanted to stay with her friend, Ash Ketchum, and Ash\'s Pokemon buddy, Pickchu. But Lily, Daisy, and Violet were going on a long sea cruise, and someone had to stay and mind the gym.
And little sister Misty had been the one elected.
As consulation for being left behind, Daisy had given Misty a new Pokemon, one that the red-haired girl had always wanted. A Tentacruel.
A Tentacruel was a jellyfish Pokemone eve evolved form of Tentacool. While Tentacool looked tall, and had only two tentacles, a Tentacruel was somewhat flatter in appearence, with twelve or more tentacles. It could be said to look a little meaner, too. Even its nickname was scary: \"The gangster of the sea\".
But Misty had always wanted a Tentacruel, ever since she was a little girl. Not many girls wanted such a frightening-looking creature as a friend, but Misty was a water-Pokemon trainer. Most of the Pokemon she had was Water Pokemon. The only exception was Togapi, the baby-egg Pokemon.
She had been so excited about getting a Tentacruel at last, that she could hardly control herself. She promiced to take good care of it, and train it well.
Now, her sisters had left for their cruise, and Misty was alone with the Pokemon. All the Pokemon were in the Pokeballs for the night, and Togapi was tucked into its cradle --really a doll cradle, but it was the right size, and the baby was quite comfortable in it. She relied on Polytoad to watch over Togapi. That left Misty with some time to get aquainted with her newest Pokemon.
Since it was a water Pokemon, Misty decided to take it to her small, indoor pool. Each sister had a private place with a little pool so that they could relax with their Pokemon. Misty\'s was round, with a bottom painted to look like a Pokeball. It was little more than a wading pool, really; Misty could easily stand up in it, and the water would only reach her waist. Misty changed into her swimsuit, then laid out a beach towel on a nearby patio lounge chair. When she was ready, she let Tentacruel out of its Pokeball.
\"Tentacruel!\" the jellyfish said, and looked around the pool.
\"Hello, Tentacruel!\" Misty greeted with a smile. When the jellyfish seemed to be worried about its surroundings, she added, \"Don\'t worry. This is just a private little pool. You\'ll spend most of the time in the gym pool. But tonight, I wanted to get to know you better.\"
Tentacruel turned to face Misty. It saw a pretty girl with red hair and green eyes, dressed in a pink swimsuit. Her hair, short as it was, was pulled into a side ponytail. Tentacruel watched as Misty slid into the water, climbed into an innertube, and reclined, letting the bouincy of the water and the innertube support her weight. Tentacruel approached her through the water, its eyes giving it a sinister appearence as they watched her from just above the water level. It reached out to touch her.
Misty was more than a little startled at the Tentacruel. She watched as it rubbed a tentacle over first one bare leg, then the other. She was a little afraid, because Tentacruel had a Poison Sting attack, and if it stung her, even accidently...
She remembered something Brock had told her once. They had been out of earshot from Ash, who was taking Pikachu and Togapi to see some Teddy-Ursa at Prof. Oak\'s labratory. When the young trainer was distracted by the bear-like Pokemon, Brock had shown Misty something he found on Tentacool and Tentacruel. The passage in the book had read:
\"Both Tentacool and its eveolutionary stage, Tentacruel, have the Poison Sting attack, which makes them dangerous to be around. But when either of these Pokemon mate, they automatically produce a neutralizing antidote, thereby countering their own attack. Tentacool and Tentacruel, when deprived of others of their kind when their mating urge strikes, have often sought out substitues, most notibly, human swimmers. In some circles, Tentacool and Tentacruel are used to arouse humans sexually.\"
The book went on to explain how, but the passage had been forgotten in time. Prehaps Brock had meant it as a warning, should Misty ever recieve either of these Pokemon.
Now, the little bit Brock had pointed out to her returned to Misty\'s mind. Was that what *this* Tentacruel was wanting? To ravish her and thus releave the mating urge it was probibly feeling. She waited to see what else it would do.
Tentacruel snaked a tentacle r her her swimsuit, rubbing her clitoris. She moaned as the rubbery limb made her hot and sticky inside. Another tentacle snaked under her swimsuit to rub the lips of her cunt. Before she knew it, other tentacles wrapped around her wrists and ankles. Tentacruel held her fast; Misty would not be able to break free of its hold. She felt the jellyfish remove her swimsuit, leaving her nude in the water.
How...smart...Tentacruel is... Misty thought to herself, barely comprehending what was happening. This was mainly due to the rubbing of her clitoris and cunny by Tentacruel\'s tentacles. More of the tentacles snaked around her, and carressed other parts of her body, such as her breasts.
\"OOOOO...\" Misty moaned, her body filling with pleasure. \"That\'s so...so...wonderfull!\" she gasped. But Tentacruel had barely begun. Slowly, carefully, the jellyfish inserted a think tentacle into her vagina. As one tentacle ravished her in her cunt, another ed ted the now-erect red nipples of her breasts.
\"AHHHHHH...\" Misty screamed with pain as Tentacruel breached her virginity. It then began rubbing inside her, her pain turning to pleasure. Misty\'s mind was telling her that she was being raped --that she did not ask for this. But her subconcious mind was begging for more, enjoying the attention her pussey was recieving from the grayish tentacle.
Yet another tentacle snaked its way into her bottom crack, ravishing her in her buttocks. Sweat mixed with the pool water as Tentacruel forced her in every private spot of her body. The tentacles pumped and moved in unison, heating up her insides as she was raped by the jellyfish Pokemon.
In her dreams, Misty was laying on the floor next to the pool, and it was Ash that was doing this to her. She had not wanted to admit it to herself, but she really did love the black-haired boy whom she and Brock had traveled with. Maybe someday, they would make their love final and official. Brock and Tracy also entered her dreams, as well as Gary Oak and others. Before long, she had a harem of boys in her dreams. What logic that moved through her mind as Tentacruel forced her ruled that, if only one tentacle was working on her, her dreams would have conjured up only Ash. But because there was so many tentacles rubbing her, she dreamed of many boys. It was Ash that was inside her cunt and rubbing her breasts and nipples, Brock was in her buttocks, Tracy was holding her arms, while Gary was holding her ankles.
In her dream, Gary changed places with an unknown boy. The brown-haired boy sat over --but not on-- her neck and inserted his penis into her mouth, forcing her to lick and suck on it as he ravished her in the mouth. In reality, Tentacruel had forced another tentacle into her, this time, in her mouth. The jellyfish ravished her in her holes, bringing her closer and closer to a climax.
In her dream, Misty and the boys all came at the same time, spraying their cum all over each other. Even those that held her and did not force her came, spraying it all over her. Gary sprayed her too, removing his penis from her mouth in time to shower her with cum. The only one who remained inside her and sprayed was Ash.
In reality, the Tentacruel was doing it all, spraying her with its cum juice until she was covered with it. Only the tentacle in her cunt remained there, injecting the sperm into her womb. Of courshe she could not have babies by the Pokemon --although there was a few that could, if Brock\'s reports were correct-- but the ravishing made both of them relaxed.
\"OOOOOO....MORE...PLEASE!\" she begged. \"RAVISH ME MORE!\" Tears ran down her eyes as cum poured from her cunt. And she loved every second of it. The Tentacruel complied, continueing to rape her vagina, sending her mind and body into escascy.
\"That was incrediable, Tentacruel!\" Misty sighed. She floated in the innertube, covered with Tentacruel\'s cum, and looking into its eyes.
\"Tentacruel!\" It closed its eyes and made a Anime Happy Face. ^_^
\"If you don\'t mind,\" Misty gasped, her breathing heavy after such a long ravishing, \"we could do that more often. It was wonderful.\"
\"Tentacruel!\" the jellyfish said in agreement.
\"If you like, this can be your personal pool. And I\'ll come every night, and I\'ll lay in my innertube, and you can ravish me all night long.\"
\"Tentacruel!\" it answered, nodding. Yes, it would love to be with Misty, and do that to her all night, every night.
Misty giggled, the gave the jellyfish a little kiss on top of its head. She left it in the pool, and would return for it in the morning. By day, she and Tentacruel would act like trainer and Pokemon. But at night, they would engage in the most wonderful sex.
There was a few more hours before daybreak, so Misty went back to bed. Her thoughts turned to more sex games that she and Tentacruel could play.
She had read of one group of BS&M enthuisists had Tentacool and Tentacruel, and any other Pokemon with tentacles and whips --such as Vine Whip-- beat the humans on certain places of the body, my ony on the bottom, breasts, and genatal areas. The reasons why was exped ted to the Pokemon very carefully, although it was not known if the Pokemon understood these reasons.
Misty wondered she should try it with Tentacruel...
The End
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Tags: [N/C] (At first, anyway... [Solo][Fant][Oral][Anal][Tent][Beast]
Fant = Fantacy. Misty has a dream during the sex play...
Misty\'s Rape
Or, the REAL Reason Misty Wanted a Tentacruel...
Disclaimer: Pokemon belongs to Nintendo. I am not making money off this story. It\'s just a fanfic.
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By: AnimeHentai
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Misty sat in her room at the Cerulean Gym. While her sisters were away, she was the one in charge. Misty had not wanted to come back. She had wanted to stay with her friend, Ash Ketchum, and Ash\'s Pokemon buddy, Pickchu. But Lily, Daisy, and Violet were going on a long sea cruise, and someone had to stay and mind the gym.
And little sister Misty had been the one elected.
As consulation for being left behind, Daisy had given Misty a new Pokemon, one that the red-haired girl had always wanted. A Tentacruel.
A Tentacruel was a jellyfish Pokemone eve evolved form of Tentacool. While Tentacool looked tall, and had only two tentacles, a Tentacruel was somewhat flatter in appearence, with twelve or more tentacles. It could be said to look a little meaner, too. Even its nickname was scary: \"The gangster of the sea\".
But Misty had always wanted a Tentacruel, ever since she was a little girl. Not many girls wanted such a frightening-looking creature as a friend, but Misty was a water-Pokemon trainer. Most of the Pokemon she had was Water Pokemon. The only exception was Togapi, the baby-egg Pokemon.
She had been so excited about getting a Tentacruel at last, that she could hardly control herself. She promiced to take good care of it, and train it well.
Now, her sisters had left for their cruise, and Misty was alone with the Pokemon. All the Pokemon were in the Pokeballs for the night, and Togapi was tucked into its cradle --really a doll cradle, but it was the right size, and the baby was quite comfortable in it. She relied on Polytoad to watch over Togapi. That left Misty with some time to get aquainted with her newest Pokemon.
Since it was a water Pokemon, Misty decided to take it to her small, indoor pool. Each sister had a private place with a little pool so that they could relax with their Pokemon. Misty\'s was round, with a bottom painted to look like a Pokeball. It was little more than a wading pool, really; Misty could easily stand up in it, and the water would only reach her waist. Misty changed into her swimsuit, then laid out a beach towel on a nearby patio lounge chair. When she was ready, she let Tentacruel out of its Pokeball.
\"Tentacruel!\" the jellyfish said, and looked around the pool.
\"Hello, Tentacruel!\" Misty greeted with a smile. When the jellyfish seemed to be worried about its surroundings, she added, \"Don\'t worry. This is just a private little pool. You\'ll spend most of the time in the gym pool. But tonight, I wanted to get to know you better.\"
Tentacruel turned to face Misty. It saw a pretty girl with red hair and green eyes, dressed in a pink swimsuit. Her hair, short as it was, was pulled into a side ponytail. Tentacruel watched as Misty slid into the water, climbed into an innertube, and reclined, letting the bouincy of the water and the innertube support her weight. Tentacruel approached her through the water, its eyes giving it a sinister appearence as they watched her from just above the water level. It reached out to touch her.
Misty was more than a little startled at the Tentacruel. She watched as it rubbed a tentacle over first one bare leg, then the other. She was a little afraid, because Tentacruel had a Poison Sting attack, and if it stung her, even accidently...
She remembered something Brock had told her once. They had been out of earshot from Ash, who was taking Pikachu and Togapi to see some Teddy-Ursa at Prof. Oak\'s labratory. When the young trainer was distracted by the bear-like Pokemon, Brock had shown Misty something he found on Tentacool and Tentacruel. The passage in the book had read:
\"Both Tentacool and its eveolutionary stage, Tentacruel, have the Poison Sting attack, which makes them dangerous to be around. But when either of these Pokemon mate, they automatically produce a neutralizing antidote, thereby countering their own attack. Tentacool and Tentacruel, when deprived of others of their kind when their mating urge strikes, have often sought out substitues, most notibly, human swimmers. In some circles, Tentacool and Tentacruel are used to arouse humans sexually.\"
The book went on to explain how, but the passage had been forgotten in time. Prehaps Brock had meant it as a warning, should Misty ever recieve either of these Pokemon.
Now, the little bit Brock had pointed out to her returned to Misty\'s mind. Was that what *this* Tentacruel was wanting? To ravish her and thus releave the mating urge it was probibly feeling. She waited to see what else it would do.
Tentacruel snaked a tentacle r her her swimsuit, rubbing her clitoris. She moaned as the rubbery limb made her hot and sticky inside. Another tentacle snaked under her swimsuit to rub the lips of her cunt. Before she knew it, other tentacles wrapped around her wrists and ankles. Tentacruel held her fast; Misty would not be able to break free of its hold. She felt the jellyfish remove her swimsuit, leaving her nude in the water.
How...smart...Tentacruel is... Misty thought to herself, barely comprehending what was happening. This was mainly due to the rubbing of her clitoris and cunny by Tentacruel\'s tentacles. More of the tentacles snaked around her, and carressed other parts of her body, such as her breasts.
\"OOOOO...\" Misty moaned, her body filling with pleasure. \"That\'s so...so...wonderfull!\" she gasped. But Tentacruel had barely begun. Slowly, carefully, the jellyfish inserted a think tentacle into her vagina. As one tentacle ravished her in her cunt, another ed ted the now-erect red nipples of her breasts.
\"AHHHHHH...\" Misty screamed with pain as Tentacruel breached her virginity. It then began rubbing inside her, her pain turning to pleasure. Misty\'s mind was telling her that she was being raped --that she did not ask for this. But her subconcious mind was begging for more, enjoying the attention her pussey was recieving from the grayish tentacle.
Yet another tentacle snaked its way into her bottom crack, ravishing her in her buttocks. Sweat mixed with the pool water as Tentacruel forced her in every private spot of her body. The tentacles pumped and moved in unison, heating up her insides as she was raped by the jellyfish Pokemon.
In her dreams, Misty was laying on the floor next to the pool, and it was Ash that was doing this to her. She had not wanted to admit it to herself, but she really did love the black-haired boy whom she and Brock had traveled with. Maybe someday, they would make their love final and official. Brock and Tracy also entered her dreams, as well as Gary Oak and others. Before long, she had a harem of boys in her dreams. What logic that moved through her mind as Tentacruel forced her ruled that, if only one tentacle was working on her, her dreams would have conjured up only Ash. But because there was so many tentacles rubbing her, she dreamed of many boys. It was Ash that was inside her cunt and rubbing her breasts and nipples, Brock was in her buttocks, Tracy was holding her arms, while Gary was holding her ankles.
In her dream, Gary changed places with an unknown boy. The brown-haired boy sat over --but not on-- her neck and inserted his penis into her mouth, forcing her to lick and suck on it as he ravished her in the mouth. In reality, Tentacruel had forced another tentacle into her, this time, in her mouth. The jellyfish ravished her in her holes, bringing her closer and closer to a climax.
In her dream, Misty and the boys all came at the same time, spraying their cum all over each other. Even those that held her and did not force her came, spraying it all over her. Gary sprayed her too, removing his penis from her mouth in time to shower her with cum. The only one who remained inside her and sprayed was Ash.
In reality, the Tentacruel was doing it all, spraying her with its cum juice until she was covered with it. Only the tentacle in her cunt remained there, injecting the sperm into her womb. Of courshe she could not have babies by the Pokemon --although there was a few that could, if Brock\'s reports were correct-- but the ravishing made both of them relaxed.
\"OOOOOO....MORE...PLEASE!\" she begged. \"RAVISH ME MORE!\" Tears ran down her eyes as cum poured from her cunt. And she loved every second of it. The Tentacruel complied, continueing to rape her vagina, sending her mind and body into escascy.
\"That was incrediable, Tentacruel!\" Misty sighed. She floated in the innertube, covered with Tentacruel\'s cum, and looking into its eyes.
\"Tentacruel!\" It closed its eyes and made a Anime Happy Face. ^_^
\"If you don\'t mind,\" Misty gasped, her breathing heavy after such a long ravishing, \"we could do that more often. It was wonderful.\"
\"Tentacruel!\" the jellyfish said in agreement.
\"If you like, this can be your personal pool. And I\'ll come every night, and I\'ll lay in my innertube, and you can ravish me all night long.\"
\"Tentacruel!\" it answered, nodding. Yes, it would love to be with Misty, and do that to her all night, every night.
Misty giggled, the gave the jellyfish a little kiss on top of its head. She left it in the pool, and would return for it in the morning. By day, she and Tentacruel would act like trainer and Pokemon. But at night, they would engage in the most wonderful sex.
There was a few more hours before daybreak, so Misty went back to bed. Her thoughts turned to more sex games that she and Tentacruel could play.
She had read of one group of BS&M enthuisists had Tentacool and Tentacruel, and any other Pokemon with tentacles and whips --such as Vine Whip-- beat the humans on certain places of the body, my ony on the bottom, breasts, and genatal areas. The reasons why was exped ted to the Pokemon very carefully, although it was not known if the Pokemon understood these reasons.
Misty wondered she should try it with Tentacruel...
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