Pokemon Rose

Pokemon Rose
by caesarspallace7

disclaimer: I don't own pokemon, and giving my signature every time I come to this website pisses me off too.

Rose let her Cyndaquill out of its pokeball, rolling the ball onto the grass with onne hand and pressing two fingers into herself with the other. Rose swooned and stroked the inner walls of her glistening sex with her fingertips, "E-embers, come out!" she shuddered with a gasp. The pokemon turned around and jumped at the sight of its young trainer sitting in amongst the long grass with her legs spread wide and her nectar dribbling onto the ground below.

The trainer sighed and reached up with her dry hand to unzip her white top and undo the clasp at the front of her bra. Two still growing mounds bounced lightly in the chilly night air. "Ooh!" Rose moaned, a cold breeze pinching her nipples into erect nubs. She palmed one of her pointy tits, warming the flesh with her hand. The cyndaquill felt its fleshy member slide out of its furry sheath, pink and glistening. Rose watched her new pokemon avidly as she raised her skirt higher. Her shaved mound came into full view, her middle and ring fingers stroking in and out at a slow, gushing rate. She stopped her hand and drew it out of her pussy, a thin trail of juices stretching out like saliva. Rose offered the sticky fingers to her pokemon, hoping the little thing would catch on to her suggestions.

Embers the cyndaquill sucked both fingers into its mouth at once, devouring the sweet liquid hungrily. Rose groaned in delight, pulling her hand back to her pussy and taking the feasting pokemon with it. Embers latched onto Rose's waist with its front paws and began humping the girl wildly. Rose yelled in pleasure as the little dick hit her clit instead of going in. Rose thrashed her head in estacy, her modest bosum bouncing up and down with nipples as tiny and hard as little rubies. Embers found his mark and humped his finger-sized phallus into his trainer, a small knot at the base of his dick stretching Rose's virgin pussy walls. Rose squealled at the sensation of being filled by a living thing not of her own body. Embers wasn't big enough to break her hymen, but Rose squeezed her passage around the little penis, massaging it and sucking at it with her loins. Her hands went to her nipples, tugging at them and pinching hard. "Oh, embers! Professor Elm gave you to me for a reason!" Rose's hand went to her wet'n'slippery cunt and she rubbed her clit as the pokemon fucked her. She'd always wanted to be taken by a pokemon, the bigger the better. Ripped open by a tyranitar... devoured by a houndoom... bouncing up and down on a giant dragon's dick? Rose screamed, her back arching as the orgasm clenched through her. Cum splashed onto Ember's furry body. The pokemon sqeaked as the ripe pussy walls spasmed around its slippery member and its little balls shot Rose full of its daddy-cum. "Oh!" Rose exclaimed as she felt the hot fluid shoot up her womb, "Oh, that's so good!" she pushed the pokemon in deeper, "Ooh, Embers, get me pregnant! Uh, I want pokemon babies... all of them..."

Rose was walking through Cherrygrove, roughly an hour before sunrise. It was still quite chilly, and a gentle breeze wisped between her legs and sucked the heat from her wet slit. Rose quivered as she walked, still thinking of how her new pokemon took her. It felt even more exciting than when Professor Elm held her on his lap and rubbed her panty-covered pussy against the bulge in his pants, although he had been quite good with those lithe, busy hands. Rose rubbed herself absently through her skirt and wondered if the good Professor still had her panties. They were quite soaked from what that aide had been doing to her in the dark corner of the laboratory... no matter. Neither of them had gushed sperm into her young, innocent womanhood like her Embers had. She had felt some of it running down her thigh as she walked back into town. Professor Elm had called her about something, she didn't know what. She was walking into the trees at the edge of Cherrygrove city when someone grabbed her from the front, pinning her against a tree.

Hands were on her breasts, rubbing them roughly through her lacy bra and thin trainer shirt. A warm body, a human body, was forcing themselves through her legs so that she straddled them where they held her, pushed up against a tree. Rose didn't say a word, too shocked to know what to do. Her mind distantly thought of resisting. She put her hands on her assailants sides, as if to push him away. He had such red hair. His eyes flickered to her waist and he dropped her. "You're a trainer!" he accused.

"Oof!" Rose flinched at the shock to her tailbone, but stood up quickly, "Yeah, I am."

"Where'd you get that pokemon?" The redhead guy growled.

Rose looked at the distinct green pokeball, "Professor Elm gave him to me, for an errand... What? He gave you one too?"

The red-head smirked, "Why'd he give a weakling like you a rare pokemon? They belong to masters, like me. Go, totodile!"

"Go, Embers!" The cyndaquill saw the water pokemon it was facing and growled.

Embers was knocked out quickly.

Rose gasped, looking at the redhead in terror. He grinned, sickeningly, and pinned her to the tree once again, "And now, you're mine."