Garderotica

Garderotica


This story was written because of a discussion about the story Sinners by Slash Firestorm. It’s a kick ass story that I think everyone should read. I’m not as good as Slash is and I do use the word pussy. And for those of you who don’t know, here’s what Cheryl looks like. And one last thing: “This" means talking. (This) means telepathy.

http://bulbapedia.bulbagarden.net/wiki/Cheryl


Cheryl pulled out her map, looking at it confused. (I have no idea where I am. This place doesn’t show up anywhere on the map), she thought to herself as she looked around, before folding the map back up and tucking it away. Cheryl let out a small sigh and started walking again. She walked along the narrow path, doing her best to avoid thorn bushes. But while paying such close attention to the ground beneath her, she failed to see that she was walking right into a nest of Beedrill. As soon as she brushed against the large hive, all of its inhabitants poured out, buzzing angrily. Cheryl immediately started to run as the swarm of furious Bug Pokemon following close behind. As Cheryl was fleeing, she didn’t see that she was running right toward a small drop. She stumbled and fell in.

Cheryl opened her eyes, looking around. Everything was kind of blurry. As her vision cleared, she tried to sit up. She felt a a slight dizzy spell that caused her to fall back. When she did, she realized that she was laying on a soft pile of leaves. Cheryl looked around as best she could without sitting up. She was in a small den made from several trees bent over and woven together.

(I wonder where I am?) Cheryl thought as she looked around.

(This is my nest. I brought you here. You were hurt after that fall...you were unconscious for about a day), a soft voice said. It sounded like it was inside of Cheryl’s head.

“Who are you?” she asked, sitting up again, fighting off the dizzy feeling.

(To answer, allow me to show myself.)

A Gardevoir stepped out from behind a small tree. It had part of its skirt in its, hand using the material to hold a large amount of berries.

Cheryl looked at the Pokemon standing in front of her. Its slender legs were clearly exposed by the lifted skirt...and she couldn’t help but notice just how lovely they looked. As Cheryl’s eyes traveled up the Pokemon’s delicate body, she couldn’t help but feel a twinge of excitement. As soon as her eyes met those of the Gardevoir, she could see a faintly green blush to her cheeks. That’s when she realized that Gardevoir could read her mind.

(I...I think you should eat something. After all, you haven’t had any food for a day), Gardevoir thought, setting down the pile of berries.

“Thank you,” Cheryl said, picking up a few of the small fruit.

After a few moments of silence, Cheryl once again heard Gardevoir's words in her mind. (I am...flattered by the thoughts you...had a moment ago...b-but a bit surprised), Gardevoir’s soft mental voice spoke.

Cheryl blushed slightly this time. She brushed back a littlie bit of her long, dark green hair. “Well, you are quite attractive,” Cheryl admitted, not really sure why she was being so open all of a sudden.

(I’ve never actually met a human before. Why are you in such a remote location as this?) Gardevoir asked, eating a few berries.

“Well the truth is, I got lost. But I’m glad the you found me,” she explained.

The two of them sat in silence, eating all the while, both of them occasionally glancing at each other. After a while, Cheryl decided to speak up about something that had bothered her a littlie bit. “Earlier, you read my mind. But I didn’t think your kind could do that, unless you had a bond formed with a person.”

(That is only half true. My kind can sense basic feelings even without it. Earlier I felt your confusion and.…and your...desire), Gardevoir explained. Cheryl noticed that as the Pokemon mentioned the second part, she glanced at her chest.

“I can’t help but notice that you seem to have the same thoughts as me,” Cheryl said, moving closer to Gardevoir.

(Well, you are the first human that I’ve ever seen...and I must admit that you are very...interesting).

Cheryl looked into Gardevoir’s sparkling ruby eyes. Gardevoir felt a sudden wave of desire from Cheryl. Unsure of what to do, she closed her eyes. Cheryl leaned in even closer, lightly brushing her lips against Gardevoir’s. The feel of them was strange. They weren’t as full as a human's, but somehow still just as soft. After a few seconds, the two parted.

(That was a very unique and...pleasing experience), Gardevoir said, lightly touching her lips.

“I can make it even better,” Cheryl offered. Gardevoir nodded.

Cheryl kissed her again, this time letting her tongue gently brush against Gardevoir’s lips. A slight taste of the berries they’d eaten was still strong as Cheryl deepened the kiss further. She gently placed a hand over the small swell of Gardevoir’s chest, while she put the other on the back of her partner's head, holding her close. For the first several seconds, Gardevoir simply sat still, letting Cheryl’s tongue explore the interior of her mouth. After getting used to the new sensation, she began to do the same, moving her tongue around both Cheryl’s and her own mouths, intertwining and caressing.

While the two of them continued to kiss, Cheryl began to move her hand that rested on top of Gardevoir’s petite breasts, her other hand moving to cover its twin. Gardevoir moaned softly as Cheryl’s palms rubbed against her nipples, causing them to harden. Cheryl broke the kiss.

“I’m going to do something that will feel even better,” she whispered, lowering her face to Gardevoir’s chest. She flicked her tongue out, letting it lightly graze one of the sensitive nubs. Gardevoir inhaled sharply, half from surprise and half from pleasure. Cheryl giggled slightly at the reaction. She placed her mouth over one of Gardevoir’s small breasts. She gently sucked on the nipple, lightly scraping the tender bit of flesh with her teeth, earning a deep moan. Cheryl moved lower, kissing the underside of the small mound. She ran her tongue against the sensitive skin. Gardevoir’s entire body begins to shake from the waves of pleasure that Cheryl was causing. As Cheryl used her mouth to lavish attention to one breast, she used one of her hands to tease the other one, rolling the nipple between two of her fingers and pulling on it slightly. With her free hand, she reached into her own skirt, rubbing herself through the thin material of her panties, which were soaking wet with excitement, but it wasn’t nearly enough, so she pulled away. Gardevoir let out a small sigh of disappointment.

(Why did you stop?) she asked, pleadingly curious.

“Because as fun as this is, I think both of us want more.”

Gardevoir nodded, understanding. Even though what Cheryl had been doing was wonderful beyond anything she'd ever imagined, she couldn’t deny that she wanted something more, even if she didn't know what.

Cheryl stood up, walked a few steps back, and pulled off her shirt and bra, her own much larger breasts bouncing a little. Immediately after the first article of clothing was gone, Cheryl unhooked her skirt, letting it fall away. After that, she removed her shoes and socks. She took a few steps forward, enjoying the cool feel of the grass against the soles of her feet. She offered her hand to help Gardevoir stand up.

As soon as she was up, Cheryl grabbed her, pulling her into a tight hug, their breasts pressing together. Cheryl lowered one of her hands to Gardevoir’s thigh, pushing the natural skirt out of the way. She lifted one of Gardevoir’s legs, putting it around her waist. She carefully began to move, causing her clit to rub against Gardevoir’s. Cheryl began to grind her hip as hard as she could. Unable to stand the intensity of the more experienced woman’s actions, Gardevoir came. As her body shook and she cried out in an almost melodious cry, Cheryl held her tightly, the spasms increasing her own pleasure. By the time the shockwaves of ecstasy finally died down in Gardevoir, the two parted.

(That was amazing.)

Cheryl kissed Gardevoir on the cheek. “I’m just getting started.”

Cheryl sat down and motioned for Gardevoir to join her on the ground. With Gardevoir sitting across from her, Cheryl stretched out a foot, letting her toes just barely touch Gardevoir’s delicate outer lips. Cheryl took hold of Gardevoir’s slender foot, which was shaped almost like a ballerina’s slipper, with no individual toes. Strangely, it seemed to Cheryl to be uncommonly beautiful because of this. She stroked it gently, before guiding it to her own opening. Because of how slender it was, it slid easily into Cheryl’s pussy. Gardevoir instinctively knew what to do and began to move her foot around, causing Cheryl to cum instantly. Cheryl pinched Gardevoir’s clit between her toes and began to gently stroke it, while she moved her other foot to Gardevoir’s slit, letting one toe push in slightly (very slightly; she took the greatest care not to hurt this slender little creature). The sudden intrusion pleasantly startled Gardevoir, causing her foot to twitch inside of Cheryl, creating a tremor of pleasure that caused another small orgasm. Cheryl gently pushed in another toe, which was almost more than Gardevoir's dainty little womanhood could take. The two of them slowly began to synchronize their movements, both of them moving in and out of each other at the exact same time, and it wasn’t long before both of them cried out and came.

Cheryl pulled Gardevoir’s foot out of herself and brought it up to her mouth. She kissed it lightly before she began to lick the rest of her own cum away. The waves of pleasure Gardevoir felt from the orgasm were made more intense by the sensation of Cheryl’s tongue against the sensitive skin of her little foot. After Cheryl had licked Gardevoir’s foot clean, she lifted hers up. Gardevoir was a bit hesitant at first, but she knew that it would be enjoyable for Cheryl, so she let her tongue just barely touch the tip of Cheryl’s big toe. Finding that the natural taste combined with her own juice was very appealing, she began to lick, sliding in between each toe, savoring the flavor.

After both of them had been cleaned up, Gardevoir spoke up. (There is something that males of my kind are known to do with females, but I believe that it would be just as enjoyable if a female were to do it to another female), she offered, still a little shy.

“Okay, let's try it,” Cheryl sad, rather curious.

Gardevoir got Cheryl to stand up. Then, kneeling in front of her so that the horn that grew from the center of her chest was lined up with Cheryl’s vagina, she shoved the tip in and began to send small psychic waves through it, causing it to vibrate slightly, and making the muscles inside of Cheryl’s body contract and relax. As Gardevoir was doing this, Cheryl lifted her foot up and began to rub it against Gardevoir’s crotch, and used her hands to play with her nipples. This time they took the act of pleasuring each other slowly, wanting it to last, making it sweet and special for one another. After about an hour, the two of them came at the same time, this time pleasing and contenting each other both physically and emotionally.

“That was great,” Cheryl said after catching her breath.

(It was...beautiful), Gardevoir stated, equally exhausted.

Cheryl nodded at Gardevoir's better word choice. The sex had felt fantastic, but Gardevoir's unspoken statement was right, there had been something truly fulfilling about it, truly affectionate, about it that Cheryl had never experienced with sex before. Doing it with Gardevoir had been special, somehow.

"Thank you...for making it that way," Cheryl said, not sure how else to express what she was feeling.

(Thank you for the same).

They lay with one another for a few more minutes in silence while cozy in their afterglow. Finally, Gardevoir said something. (If you want, I will...become your Pokemon. You can be my Trainer), she said. She put some emphasis on the last sentence, and Cheryl knew why. Gardevoir were said to be so devoted to the few trainers that they allowed to keep them, that the Pokemon would be willing to sacrifice their own lives to keep their trainers safe. Cheryl understood the weight of what Gardevoir was saying: that she felt so strongly about Cheryl that she would be willing to sacrifice herself for the human girl if she ever needed to.

Cheryl nodded without saying anything (she wasn't sure how else to respond; what do you say to someone who's just said they're willing to follow you, obey you, and even die for you? "Thanks?"), and walked over to her bag. She took out a Pokeball.

(And if I am your Pokemon, we can...be together sometimes?) Gardevoir asked hopefully before Cheryl had a chance to activate the Pokeball.

Cheryl paused, and then she smiled with quiet happiness at Gardevoir. "Yeah...I'd like that," she said