A Different Sort of Owner

Part 1: Acceptance

The small training arena was saturated with the sounds of battle yet again. It was a popular place for the small mountain town that encompassed it. Yet the sunbeams streaming through the windows illuminated only three creatures: a Charmeleon, a Machoke, and a man. The former two were in a fierce battle.

Chel sidestepped the fist aimed forcefully towards his stomach, and hopped back for a breather. The Charmeleon eyed his opponent, a Machoke, carefully. The brute was strong, but didn't have much in the way of technique.

The lizard shifted his stance, crouching, and planted his right foot firmly on the ground. He wasn't one to shy from technique -- it was what kept him afloat, after all. And he was going to use it again.

As expected, the Machoke charged, planning to use another instant-ko move yet again. Chel waited patiently, unyielding, until the brute was almost upon him. Then he spun his body fluidly to the right, pivoting on his right foot, until he was directly behind the Machoke. Before his contender could react, the Charmeleon jumped high from his crouch, turned his body parallel to the ground and kicked his feet firmly into the Machoke's head. Then, pushing off of the brute's skull, Chel propelled himself away, making one flip and then righting himself before landing smoothly on the ground on both feet.

The Charmeleon turned to see his opponent bested, laying unconscious on the ground. 'Chalk up another one for my winning streak.' Chel grinned.

The man bent down over the Machoke, silently gazing upon his vanquished Poke'mon. "You are quite something, Fleetfire." the man stated to Chel as he returned the Machoke to his Poke'ball. "Your skill is, as of yet, unparelled."

The man stepped quietly through the front door, before stopping and turning back to Chel. "You deserve something for your efforts, I think. You can find my general store, can't you, Fleetfire? See me there soon, and I'll give you a single thing that you can choose." And then the man turned, leaving Chel to himself.

The Charmeleon seated himself on the small row of bleachers situated on one wall for a breather. He loved to come here. Ever since the feral Poke'mon had discovered this town -- this arena -- he had taken regular visits to it, to test and hone his skills against the multitude of Poke'mon trainers and enthusiasts that were itching for battle. And to win every fight. Chel wasn't an overly proud Poke'mon, but this was how it worked. Every battle here, he had won. Some matches had been closer than others, but he had always come out on top.

It was all because he kept lean and in shape. He was a fine-looking Char, in his opinion, with no blemishes or battle scars -- simply because he never got beat around that much.

And now, everybody in this little town called him 'Fleetfire', for his speed and reflexes in battle. He was well-known here.

And then, each day, he would leave after his victories. He was a feral Poke'mon, after all -- he had never wanted to hang around humans too long. But this offer from his latest opponent had intrigued Chel. He would often be rewarded food from those he beat, which he always considered to be a nice bonus. But this man had offered quite a bit more.

As much as the idea of hanging around this town and all its inhabitants daunted Chel, he made his mind up. He would see what the man had that he might make use for.

The Charmeleon stepped out into the sunlight, closing the arena's door behind him. It was still early in the morning, and not much activity existed around the town just yet. Chel headed down one of the dirt streets, looking at the signs of the various businesses and looking through some of their open doorways. True, he couldn't read, but he knew what a general store was.

Suddenly, as Chel's attention fell too far away from where he was going, something collided forcefully with him, falling on top of him as he was knocked onto the ground. Focusing his attention, Chel suddenly found himself snout to snout with another Charmeleon.

"Oops! I...oops...sorry! I..." the other Charmeleon quickly scrambled off of Chel's body, hopping to his feet and helping Chel up. "I was...i-in a hurry..."

Chel grinned a little. This other Charmeleon was trembling a little, looking quite nervous. He was quite a bit pudgier than Chel, was less toned and had much softer scales than him. Judging from his unweathered appearance, Chel guessed that this other Char was a housepet.

"It's okay. I wasn't paying any attention to where I was going either." Chel shrugged. "Where are you going in such a hurry?"

"O-oh. W-well...I needed to get my Master some meat from the store. It's for his dinner, see. B-but...I lost the money he gave me..." the Charmeleon anxiously dug his toe claws into the ground. "I-I've been gone too long! He...He'll know something's up..."

Chel considered this for a moment, before extending his paw. "I might be able to help you. My name is Chel. What's yours?"

"Oh...i-it's...Malne." Malne shook paws with Chel. "Chel...urr...I'd appreciate your help...a l-lot."

"You've gotta just tell me where the General Store is." Chel smiled. "Someone owes me a favor."

Once the two Chars arrived at the General Store, it wasn't a difficult affair for Chel to point out what he needed to the man he had beaten, and the man stayed true to his promise. Chel then offered to accompany Malne back to his Master's house, which Malne happily accepted, still nervous over the lateness his arrival would have.

"You shouldn't worry so much. I'm sure he'll be happy to have what he needed." Chel said as he carried the well-sealed package of meat. "So what if you're a little late?"

Malne only nodded and softly agreed, but still seemed anxious. Chel could tell there was something else going on, but didn't pry.

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Soon, the two Poke'mon arrived at Malne's Master's house.

"W-well...I guess I'll be seeing you, then." Malne stammered as he took the package of meat from Chel. "Thank you so much for helping me out..."

"No problem. It was nice hanging out with another Char for a change." Chel chuckled.

Malne beamed back a smile, before slowly disappearing inside his Master's house.

Chel turned to leave, but stopped as he heard the loud voice of a man coming from inside the home. Curious, he glanced into a nearby window.

He looking into a living room, furnished like most human homes were. A man stood next to a couch, and clenched the package of meat in one tightly closed fist. The man looked down upon a cowering figure -- Malne -- with a contorted, angry face.

"An hour late! An hour! What have you been screwing around at all this time, you worthless beast?!" the man shook the package of meat. "Didn't even care for your Master, did you! Rather would let me starve!!"

Malne whimpered apologetically, standing low to the ground on all fours, his tail tucked between his legs.

"Considered taking the meat for yourself! That's what you did! Because you're a ditwitted carnivore!!" the man threw the meat to the ground, breaking the package and causing the meat to seep out. "You already bit off a piece of it with your filthy mouth, didn't you? Didn't you!!"

Malne only whimpered more, shaking his lowered head softly, as the man shook his fist.

"You have no respect for me or my house, you dirty reptile!!"

The man suddenly drove his foot into Malne's side, sending the poor Poke'mon across the room with a yelp. Malne stumbled to his feet, in obvious pain, and slowly backed away from his abuser.

"That's right! You haven't got ANY loyalty to me!!" the man
shouted. "Then leave! Go on! GET OUT!"

Malne turned tail and ran for the front door, turned the handle and stumbled out before falling down in tears, the pain and emotions hitting him hard.

And he felt a gentle paw on his back.

"Malne...oh, poor Malne...here, let me help you up." Chel offered his friend a paw.

Malne glanced his teary eyes up at the other Char before taking the paw. "I...I..." another burst of tears silenced him before he nestled his head into Chel's chest, sobbing and heaving heavily.

Chel let him cry, rubbing his friend's back with his paw. "Shhh...shhhh...it's okay now...everything's okay now..."

Chel heard footsteps and turned his head to see the man in the open doorway. "Well, doesn't that show everything! You were spending your precious time with another one of your goddamned kind! You damned-"

The man stopped as Chel began to growl, bearing his teeth towards the man. "Back off...and shut up." Chel spoke angrily. "You're done abusing him." He knew the man couldn't understand what he said, but he knew his intent would get across.

"You...you've got some nerve..." the man chuckled grimly. "Enjoy your life with this fool, Malne!"

With that, the man slammed the door shut. His loud footsteps could be heard stomping off into the house. Chel relaxed, letting out a sigh.

"Th-thank you..." Malne raised his head, brushing a few tears from his eyes. "For standing up for me..."

Chel looked into the grateful Charmeleon's eyes. "Hey, he can't treat you like you're nothing. Because you're not. You're my friend."

Malne smiled a little. "You...you're my friend too. But...now what do I do? I have no home..."

"But I do." Chel chuckled. "And it'd be nice to have some company for once."

"Y-you mean I can...?" Malne hugged his friend tight. "Oh, thank you!"

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The two Charmeleons arrived at Chel's den just after noon. It was a small but cozy cavern, with a soft dirt floor and plenty of straw piled for bedding. Chel suggested that Malne rest and recover from his injury (as he had watched Malne limp the entire walk) while he went out to hunt for lunch. Malne was very content to agree, and was quickly asleep after nestling down in the bedding.

Chel soon caught a couple Rattata in the nearby area. Returning with his kills, he roused Malne from his sleep to dine. The ex-housepet was not accustomed to things beyond Poke'food and prepared meals, and thus had never seen or eaten a fresh kill. But with a little coaxing from his friend, Malne sampled a bite off of his Rattata.

"Hey...this tastes really good!" Malne exclaimed, chewing the meat slowly in his mouth. "It's better than anything I've ever eaten!"

"Not only that, but they're easy to catch. Can't - (gulp) - live without 'em." Chel chuckled, ripping off a hunk of meat from his own meal.

After the two Poke'mon had finished their meal, Malne returned to the straw bed, intending to sleep off the big meal.

"I hope you don't mind me taking your bed..." Malne asked as he settled into the straw.

"No." Chel answered, smiling while walking over to the bedding himself. "Not if you don't mind me sharing it."

Malne scooted over a little. "It's your bed. C'mon in."

Chel soon settled down next to the other Char, and sprawled out on his back. The two relaxed, their bodies touching, until Chel mustered up the courage to ask another question.

"Malne...do you mind if I...get a little more relaxed?" Chel asked, his tail waving lazily.

"Ur...?" Malne turned towards his friend, curious. "Go ahead."

Chel nodded, then reached down to his crotch. Reaching into his pouch, he eased his hardening cock out, letting it extend unimpeded, and let out a comfortable sigh. Malne watched it with interest, and felt a bulge forming in his own pouch.

"That always feels a whole lot better. Heh...I get yiffy easily...rubbing against your body triggered that." Chel expressed.

Malne blushed, his cock now jabbing against his pouch walls. "So...you...like me?"

Chel glanced towards his friend nervously. "Well...now...yeah, kinda. I mean, you've got nice smooth scales, for one...and you're pudgey, which I think...is...sorta cute." Now Chel blushed, glancing away from Malne.

"I...can I...also...get more relaxed?" Malne said the words in breaths, the tension on his cock at an all-time high.

Chel eyed Malne's pouch. "Yeah..."

Malne immediately released his member from its bondage, and let out a small growl as it grew. "You're...really cute, too. I like you...lots..."

Chel paused, then cautiously but playfully traced his claw along Malne's belly. "You mean...this sort of 'like'...?"

Malne murred, and felt the first drips of pre exit his cock. "Yeah...but...more than that...like this..."

Chel watched curiously as Malne turned his body around to face towards Chel's feet. Malne laid his head down on top of his friend's stomach, and gave a jouneying lick to the head of Chel's cock.

Chel tensed up immediately, then quickly relaxed. "Hmmm...well, I don't like you like that, myself..." he said slowly, patting Malne on his head.

The ex-housepet began a whine of dissapointment, but it was cut short as Chel pushed Malne's head towards his crotch, forcing Malne's snout against his cock. Malne inhaled the musky scent of the member, as the beginnings of Chel's pre began to drip onto his muzzle.

"See?...This is how I like you." Chel grinned, holding Malne's head in place. "Do you like me like this, too?"

"Does this answer your question?" Malne murred, giving Chel's shaft a long, hard lick from the bottom up. At the top, Malne opened his maw and brought the entirety of the cock into his mouth, holding it there for a moment to warm it.

"Qu....Quite!..." Chel breathed quickly, his sexual energies building. He began to lovingly scritch Malne's head with his paw. "But I shouldn't get all the fun..."

Noticing Malne's feet laying near his head, Chel grabbed one of them with his free paw and moved it over his head. Malne immediately got the idea, and lightly pushed his sole into his friend's face. Chel began to slide his tongue against the semi-dirty foot, enjoying the tangy flavors it brought. He nibbled playfully on Malne's footpad, then slid his tongue slowly between each toe. In response, Malne curled his toes across the top of Chel's snout, playing with Chel's nostril using one of his toe claws.

Now Malne brought his focus back to the meat in his mouth. He curled his tongue around Chel's charhood, putting a slimy squeeze around it, before probing his thin appendage into Chel's cockhole. This made Chel tense even harder, and Malne felt his friend's tail begin to slap against his own cock. Malne explored deeper and deeper into the cockhole, causing Chel to wave his tail faster and faster as it wildly brushed against numerous parts of Malne's anatomy. Finally, his tongue was completely within the member, and Malne left it there, stopping for a moment so as to savor the numerous flavors in his mouth.

Chel began to suck on each of Malne's toes, one after the other. And Malne wriggled each toe as it entered the confines of Chel's maw, sliding each toe against the walls of his mouth. As soon as he finished all three of Malne's appetizing digits, Chel opened his snout wide and brought the entire front of Malne's foot into his mouth. Malne was surprised and entralled by the slimy saliva covering his toes all at the same time, and lightly pushed his foot further into Chel's mouth. Chel swallowed hard to accept it, and soon could feel Malne's curling toes intrude into his throat.

Malne rolled and twisted his tongue inside the depths of Chel's cock. He began to suck hard on the pulsating member, nibbling lightly on it from time to time, now needing to periodically swallow the ever-larger loads of pre emitting from it. Malne also started to rub and squeeze the insides of Chel's thighs with his paws, giving his friend more and more pleasure. He himself was also pleasured by this, happy to massage such smooth, healthy scales.

Chel brought his free paw to the foot he was playfully swallowing, and pushed the 'meal' all the way into into his wet maw, forcing three-fourths of it into his throat. The flavor was amazingly savory, and Chel enjoyed feeling Malne's toes wiggle deep inside his throat.

Malne enjoyed the warmth he felt on his foot, being so far inside his friend's body. He continued sucking harder on Chel's cock, and bobbed his head up and down, bringing the member from almost into his throat to nearly out of his maw, and back again. This process was abruptly stopped by Chel, however, when the paw that had been petting Malne's head suddenly pressed it firmly into Chel's crotch. This forced Malne's maw to completely accept every inch of the throbbing cock, which thrust itself eagerly into Malne's throat. Reflexively, the Charmeleon swallowed around the member, pressing and massaging it like never before.

Chel let out a strong moan, muffled by the foot in his mouth, and tensed his entire body at the pleasure Malne gave him. Feeling his orgasm approach, and needing more air as a result, Chel pulled the tasty foot from his maw with his paw, setting the slimy appendage on his chest. He then thrust his crotch outward, forcing nearly all his member into Malne's throat, just before his orgasm arrived.

Malne was not expecting the explosion of cum that he had earned. A great jet of the hot liquid forced its way into Malne's stomach, and Malne recoiled, backing off a little. This only meant that the next jet, stronger than the first, filled his maw rather than his stomach. Malne could not swallow as fast as the cum shot, and soon it filled his mouth before it dribbled out the sides of his mouth, and pooled around Chel's crotch and thighs.

The oral-giver swallowed as much as he could, enjoying the milky-sweet taste of the cum, before he felt the second jet begin to stave off. He allowed the cock to fall from his mouth, thinking that the double orgasm was all that Chel could muster. In fact, it wasn't. Chel tensed once more before yelling out in euphoria. "ChaaaAAAARRRRrrrRRR!"

The third jet, strong as the last two combined, immediately jumped from the folds of Chel's cock hole and splashed onto Malne's face and chest, covering both in cum in a matter of seconds. Malne quickly latched back onto the cock, swallowing what remaining rewards it gave before re-releasing and laying his slimy head back on Chel's stomach, both Poke'mon out of breath and tired, but very happy.

"Good..boy..." Chel whispered out, giving Malne a sly look and patting him on the head.

Malne sighed in enjoyment, grinning a little. "Good boy...? ...Do you mean what I think...?"

Chel petted down Malne's back. "Yes, my little pet. You've treated your new Master very well today..."

Malne's eyes lit up, and the Charmeleon blushed sheepishly. "I...ur...how...did you know? That is...how did you know..."

"That you wanted another Master?" Chel chuckled. "Listen. I've seen how that human -- who is not worthy of the title of Master -- has treated you. And you wouldn't of stayed with such a person as long as you did...except that you needed a Master."

"Y-yeah...a-and I liked you a lot...so I was thinking of you being my Master. But...do you really want to do it? I've...never seen anything but human Masters..."

Chel smiled, and stood up silently. He walked over to a horizontal crevice in the rock wall, and reached inside. "I do want to do it...I've wanted to have a pet for a while now...but I couldn't figure out what or how...until now."

Chel pulled out a black leather collar from the crevice, and approached Malne again. Malne watched it wordlessly, breathless as he realized he now had a new Master.

"Ever since I found this..." Chel placed the collar over Malne's neck, buckling it slowly. "I knew I wanted a pet...and now..." he stepped back to observe the collar on Malne.

"I've...never worn one before..." Malne looked at Chel, tears of happiness welling up in his eyes. "It...it fits perfectly...and it feels so good to have it, Master..."

"I'm glad you like it, my pet." Chel kissed the top of Malne's head and scritched underneath his chin. Malne only growled happily. "Now...I think I need to clean you up, eh?"

Malne nodded, licking Chel's stomach in affection. And so, side by side, the pet and Master left the cave to clean up. They both knew now that a new chapter in their lives had begun...and they couldn't be happier about it.

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