Bonding to the Core

Bonding to the Core

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Travelling to Solaceon Town, a young trainer was walking the path slowly. He had just turned eleven, and already has 6 badges. With dirty blond hair, a tight black shirt hugging his slowly firming body, baggy blue pants almost hiding red running shoes, and his copper eyes peering out of his visor, young Tim Eizenscar was making his way to the Pokemon Center. He had previously crossed Mt. Coronet's dangerous peaks, but could not continue onward for almost all his Pokemon were drained and fainted from the constant assault of wild Golbats, Snovers, and the occasional Galactic Grunt and Abomasnow. He cursed those Ice/Grass types the most.

"Almost there..." His soft, whiny voice was wearied.

"Finally caught up to you, you little sneak!"

The boy looked behind to see that yet another Beatles-haired Galactic Grunt had tailed him.

"I don't like how you've been snooping around Mt. Coronet, brat! All will belong to Team Galactic!"

"No..." Tim thought to himself. "I REALLY don't need this now..."

"Out of words and out of your little 'Poke'-friends? Then snubbing you out will be too easy!" The grunt brandished a Pokeball, and tossed it high in the air. "Dustox! Snuff out this brat!"

The purple moth Pokemon caught the jist of its master's order, and was shedding spores at him. Tim had dodged the toxic dust quickly.

"No... Wait, I still have one I can use! And this'll be perfect!" Tim reached for his Pokeballs, and pulled out the only one whose red color wasn't dulled with the grey of faint status. "Ready? Rockna, come out!"

He tossed his Pokeball, and out popped the rocky countenance of his Golem. She released a low bellow, eying the now-ready moth.

"Rockna, we have to beat this guy up so we can rest up at the Pokemon Center!" His rocky beast nodded. "So let's squish this bug! Rockna! Rollout attack!"

His beast roared, as she tucked her arms and legs in and started rolling violently along the ground, catching the Dustox off guard and sending it careening into a fence.

"C'mon, you dumb Dustox! Give it a good load of Toxic!"

The Dustox's eyes (if one can call it that) started glowing, as it spat a disgustingly large glob of poison, attacking the rolling Golem, feeling the poison seep into her rocky crevices.

"Hang on, Rockna! Cancel out of Rollout and use Strength!"

His Golem halted its spinning, as it neared the Dustox and grabbed its wings, harnessing deep power inside herself. The moth attempted to break free by whipping out a Psybeam at the rock Pokemon, but she endured enough to start spinning the bug around and around at an ever-increasing velocity, and sent the poor bug flying into the distance.

"Heh... I think that counts as a faint." Tim smugly replied, knowing that that's how unharnessed his Golem's Strength attack tossed their foes.

"You really think that not having any Pokemon counts as me losing?" The Galactic Grunt whipped out a syringe filled with bubbling liquid, and charged as fast as he could to the young trainer. "Who needs Pokemon when I can kill you like this!!"

The Golem was shocked to see that the Grunt had jabbed the needle into her trainer's arm, and from hearing his yelp, she roared outloud, stunning the crazed Galactic Grunt. Unknown to the Grunt, he felt the ground shake underneath, stamped on repeatedly by the enraged Golem protecting her trainer, and seemingly break open underneath him. The Earthquake attack coming from the Golem had ripped the very ground open, and swallowed up the nameless Galactic Grunt.

"Rockna..." He stood up just as his Golem was running towards him. "You overdid it a little, hehehe..." He tried standing up on his feet, leaning on his rocky friend, but was starting to have blurry vision just as his Golem passed out from the Toxic, before passing out himself. "Rockna..."

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"...na... ROCKNA!"

He awoke to the slightly startled doctors and Chanseys, tending to a wound on his arm.

"Jeez, kid, keep it down, will ya? You nearly scared me and the Chanseys half to death." The ponytailed doctor chimed, looking back at the egg-shaped Pokemon chiming happily. "And if ya wanna know what happened to ya, I'm surprised that your body was able to hold out against that concentrated Toxic concoction."

"Toxic?"

"Yeah. While Toxic severely poisons a Pokemon, it'll downright kill a human. I'm more surprised that your body was able to hold on as I came into town. I had to use this empty room in the Daycare Center to detoxify you." The doctor finished bandaging the wound.

"Well... thank you for saving my life, doctor--" Tim felt around for his Pokeballs, and noticed one was missing... The one he planted an 'R' seal on to symbolize his Golem's ball. "Wait... Where's Rockna?!"

"Rockna?"

"My Golem!"

"Oh yeah, your Golem. I rolled it to the Pokemon Center here. It got poisoned pretty badly, what with a severe intake of Toxic, like you got."

Without further recourse, the eleven year old trainer bowed in thanks again, ignoring the doctor's statement of lingering and hallucinogenics, and dashed off to the Pokemon Center. He barged in, seeing a propped up makeshift bed, holding his unconscious Golem up, being watched over by Blissies in nurse caps.

"Rockna!" He was about to get closer, but the local Nurse Joy stopped him in place.

"Young man, please, we're still detoxifying your Pokemon right now." She looked back at the Blissies, using Heal Bell to ring the poison out. "This must have been some genetically enhanced Toxic, as it's taking more than one Heal Bell attack to remove it. But at this rate, even when its remedied, we must let your Golem rest."

"It is getting dark, so could I just stay here?" He asked with concern for his rock.

"Of course. It's so nice to see a trainer with concerns for his Pokemon's welfare."

And so, Tim set himself up on the lined up chairs in the waiting area of the center, and laid himself across, using the always lumpy backpack of his as a makeshift pillow. He would have to wait the night in the Center for his Golem to get better.

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The lights inside the center were becoming dimmer. With the only exception of one or two ceiling lights still illuminated, the little trainer shifted around in his sleep, unaware of soft footsteps creeping towards him. Lovely red eyes glowed faintly, watching over this sleeping boy.

"Master..."

The boy stirred in his sleep, before his eyes moved slowly, drowsily taking in the being looking down at him. Now shock startled the young trainer into full awareness, pushing him up against the wall. He did not know why a tall, mysterious woman with short chestnut brown hair and ruby red eyes, clad in nothing but a questionable one-piece bikini, looking like it was made of rock slabs, was looking down at him in his sleep.

"Lady, you shouldn't have scared me like that!" He almost yelled, but was interrupted by her hand on his mouth. Her palm felt almost fine against Tim's lips.

"I didn't mean to scare you, master..." Her voice was soft, tender, and rugged.

"Huh?" His eyes looked up to hers. "Why did you call me master? I'm not anyone's master!"

"How can you NOT be my master?" Her eyes were hurt, looking deeper into his coppers. "I was all alone at one time, just laying in the cave near Oreburgh, looking for some purpose. Then you came along, caught me and made me a part of your team."

Tim didn't make sense of her words, until he remembered the day before he fought Roark of the Oreburgh Gym. He was so anxious to fight the first gym leader that he tripped over a rock on his way. And to his surprise, that rock was really a Geodude, angry about getting kicked in the face. So he had frantically tossed a Pokeball at it instead of sending out one of his own Pokemon at the time, and lo and behold, he then caught the Geodude in an instant.

"Wait a minute..." He looked into the woman's eyes. "...Rockna?"

Her humanized form let out a cute 'ding', before letting a fanged smile crack through her lips. "That's correct, master!" She sat down beside him. "I remember all the times when you healed my wounds, cured my ailments, and fighting alongside my friends to get stronger and evolve." She casually wrapped her arms around him, and brought the stunned boy onto her lap. "I still remember when I evolved again to the form that I have now, because I wanted to get stronger for you."

"Yeah... Gravelers only evolve into Golems when they get traded to another trainer. But you broke that law, because you wanted to stay with me, didn't you?"

Rockna smiled down at him. "That's right. I wanted to make my master happy, and what master wants, master gets--"

"Stop it!" The boy shouted, standing up in front of her. "I can't believe I'm hearing this! I... I don't want to be your master!"

"But you are. You're the one who captured me, raised me and strengthened me--"

"But I wasn't doing that out of being a master to a servant!" His fists were beginning to clench tighter. "You're not a servant to me, Rockna..." His voice tried to hide it, but tears were running down his cheeks. "You're not a servant, Rockna. You're my friend!"

"Friend??"

"Yes, Rockna, friend." He breathed deeply. "I'm an only child, and I don't have many other friends, aside from my childhood friend back in Twinleaf." He smiled stupidly at her. "I always imagined that my Pokemon would always be my friends. But I never thought that some of you actually think of me as your master... I just wanted to bond with you guys."

"Bonding... friendship..."

"I'm sorry if you're confused about this, but--" he felt her clawed hands clamp down on his shoulders. "Rockna??"

"If you wanted to bond with me, then I will..." The Golem woman lifted him up to her lap again, and planted her smooth, rugged lips on his.

Shocked by this sudden realization of lips meeting, his hands held possessively on her sides, shutting his eyes innocently. Rockna's lips pressed deeper on his, feeling the trainer's lips kiss back, rooting her clawed digits on his upper back. He straddled himself on her lap to get comfortable, while their oral session continued.

One of her hands strayed from his backside, and slid to his chest, circling her middle claw around one of his spots, dropping her fingertip accurately on his clothed nipple. His gasp was a welcome sound to her ears, as she broke the kiss.

"Enjoying this, master?" She asked seductively, nuzzling her cheek to his, swirling her finger continuously on him.

"I-I..." His breathing was getting ragged. Including the fact that his pants were starting to get uncomfortable to him, he groaned. "I feel weird..."

"Oh? Then keep still, and I'll make you feel better, master." Her lips went to his neck, sucking very gently. Sending vibrations throughout his body, he groaned louder, silencing himself when her teeth dug gently into his neck. "Sorry, master."

"K-keep going, Rockna, please..."

Even the humanized Pokemon knew that this was a phase he was going through, when boys started becoming sexually interested. Her rooted hand kept a hold on his back, letting her tongue move about where she nipped at. Her free hand undid the button of his jeans, as well as zipped down his fly.

Rockna laid Tim back down on the chairs, tugging his jeans down to his ankles. Her eyes peeked at the bulge moving occasionally from his underwear, straying a hand under his tight shirt, earning more moans. His half-opened eyes looked up at her rubies, returning a smile to the trainer. Her fingers pinched his bare teat, his head lashing to the side with soft groans.

"Relax yourself, master." The Golem girl continued, flipping her short hair sexily for him as her free hand tugged his underwear down to his knees, eying his exposed sex.

"R-Rockna..." His body struggled from her firm claws between his nipple, sending more shocks of intrigue through his young body. What came out next were softer moans. "S-s-softer, Rockna..."

The woman blushed lightly, pulling back her claws from his chest, and offering her fingertips as acceptable substitutes to massage that small nub. Her southern-bound fingers caressed the stiffening unit, leaving light pinches on its length as her ears picked up her mate's cry. She got up and knelt beside him on the floor, her eyes at the same level with his sex.

"Master... I want to please you with my mouth like you humans do to each other." The woman bluntly stated. His eyes widened to an astounded level, feeling one of his hands being held tightly by her slender, gritty hands. "Relax for me, master?"

With his nod of approval, she smiled wide, leaning her head forward, capturing the head of his penis with her soft lips. With that, there wasn't any movement. It was seeming to be that she was acquainting herself with his taste, the young trainer hearing her slow, gentle breathing as her lips massaged his tip, shyly torturing him.

Breathing once more, she circled her tongue slowly around the tip, making his head lash back sharply against the cushioned seat. Her soft, feathery tongue kept circling slowly, teasingly, feeling the very tip of his gender throbbing against her wet muscle. Satisfied, her head bobbed very slowly downward, feeling him completely in her mouth before pulling back up to his tip, seemingly purring at the action.

Her head then began a soft trip of slow bobbings, draping her tongue past her lips to lick at his underbelly, netting her more groans. One of her hands grabbed one of his, and planted it on her chestnut hair, picking up another level of passion to her oral actions, and to his groaning.

His fingers gripped gently into her hair, a muffled 'Ooh' exiting the Golem girl's stuffed lips. Her head rooted itself on the middle of his unit, sucking with more effort, feeling his precum dribbling all over her flat tongue. One hand grabbed onto his side, while the other proceeded down her own stomach, peeling off the mineral slab covering her open cave. Her fingers started dipping themselves into her opening, whilst applying more suction to her trainer's pulsing shaft.

Amidst his groans and low moans, her lips swallowed his length completely. Widening her jaw, she cupped his balls within her smooth lips, and engulfed both parts of him in her warm mouth. She felt the shift in his body when his back arched, and a deeper groan welled out of his lips, rewarding her with her trainer's seed, splashing about all inside her mouth, feeling trace amounts seep out of her lips.

With only a satisfied moan to reach his senses, she released his gender from her oral bondage, leaving with a light pop and slurp. She smiled eagerly at him, stroking him gently until he wound himself down, looking at her through near-tiring eyes. He saw her body stand up, eying two of her fingers inside her sex, then being pulled out and covered with her translucent honey.

"Thank you for teaching me this, master..." She said lovingly. "I apologize to you, but this is merely a dream from the hallucinogens in your system from your poison. When you wake up, you'll feel much better."

"W-what??"

"But please, before you wake up, please, suck this off my fingers."

She thrust her fingers into his mouth, feeling his body obeying her order, sucking tentatively on her fingers. He tasted something foreign to him; it felt sticky and uninviting to his tongue, but his instincts made him accept the taste and swallow it down to his stomach.

"This is the taste of a woman, master. It might seem unappealing to you now, but when you grow up, drink the nectar of the woman you love, and she'll stay with you. Now... wake up, master..."

And as everything around him faded to white...

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"Young man, please wake up!"

He was startled awake by Nurse Joy, her stern, motherly appearance waking the boy fully.

"Sorry... I must've slept the whole night..." He rubbed the sleep out of his eyes, looking at the nurse holding a Heal Ball that looked most familiar to him, since it also had an 'R' seal added to it. "Is that...?"

"Yes, young man. We brought your Golem back to full health, and cured her of that illness."

"YAY!! Thank you, Nurse Joy!" He grabbed the ball back from her, and summoned his Pokemon. "Rockna!" Hearing his Golem roar with a healthy vigor made the trainer even happier, glomping onto her spherical, rocky frame, catching her off guard. "I'm glad to see you're okay, Rockna!"

"Well I hope you come back again in case you need it, young man!" Nurse Joy was happy, seeing the kid happy with his healthy beast.

"Thanks for everything, Nurse Joy!" He waved back, as he walked out of the center with his Golem in tow. "Rockna, I gotta tell you the weirdest dream I had..."

The smile on her face widened a little. "Well, I really do hope he comes back again." She licked her lips, catching a white droplet on the corner of her lips, and devouring it. Her lips went to a seductive smirk directed to no one in particular, feeling her damp panties through her uniform. "Besides, with all these kid trainers travelling around, it's not my fault I'm a pedophile..."