Pallet Town�s Dirty Little Secret
Pallet Town�s Dirty Little Secret
Pallet Town’s Dirty Little Secret
Professor Oak is keeping a secret from the denizens of the quaint little town, a very very dirty one. Ohh yeah
I feel I should warn those of you not into yaoi. This first chapter’s got some. This one’s mostly to set the scenes, so it’s not the best, and written at 4am. Just an FYI.
Samuel Oak glanced at his watch as he stood at his desk, fingering a row of Ultra Balls from his glory days of actively training and raising Pokemon. Nodding his aged head, the professor cups his fingers around the left most sphere, his Gengar.
“Let’s see, we visited Anna last night, so I think Delia’s next on the list.” A perverse grin split his elderly face as the monster within was released in a flash of red light.
Geeeng.
“That’s right, Gengar, we’re going to visit the Ketchums. Little Ash will be ready for his starter soon...” A sick chuckle fell from his lips as the ghost type enveloped him in shadows and the pair walked through his lab wall down the street to the two story residence of Delia and her precious little boy.
“Knock knock.” Oak called with a sing song voice to the slumbering home, his Gengar’s eyes glowing a bloody crimson as it keeps Delia and Ash asleep. “Little pigs, little pigs, won’t you let me in?”
More of those sinister chuckles fell from the male’s lips as he prowled up the stairs, hands moving to undo the zipper of his khaki pants and push aside his boxers so that his abnormally large - twelve inches long and three wide - cock could breath fresh air for a moment.
“I think Delia first, although I am quite font of Ash’s tight little ass...” Squeezing his hands on empty space, Oak casually saunters into Delia’s room, keeping the light off as the voyeuristic phantom follows in his wake. Pulling the covers off, Oak tsks in disappointment at the woman’s night gown. Shaking his head, Oak shrugs and pulls her down the bed so that her legs are dangling off the side. Pushing up the silk fabric past her hips, his lips twist in a lustful grin at the sight of her pantiless crotch.
“Such a naughty girl.” Shaking his finger in a lecturing manner, Oak pulls the house wife’s hips closer to himself as he slips into her warmth with a shudder. “Gods, you’d think with the near weekly fucking and grunting out a kid her cunt would loosen up a little, but no, still as tight as the night I took it.”
Thrusting himself viciously into the unconscious woman’s velvet heat, Oak groans and fondles at her modest breasts, “I think I’ll try Alakazam next, see if he can wipe memories so I can try them awake...”
Squish. Squish. Squish.
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Throwing her legs wide, he turns the limp body onto it’s side as he grasps her left thigh as a means to anchor himself as his thrusts grow more jagged, precum leaking into her tight little snatch. Such a nice tight fit.
“I hope she gets pregnant again soon, eh Gengar? I love it when they’re pregnant.”
Yes, the mystery of Ash’s parentage was revealed in one careless comment to his audience, Samuel Oak was the father of most of Pallet Town’s residents to be honest. He had a supposedly sacred duty passed on to him from the Celebi he met as a child. The Legendary clearly had a perverted streak. The Professor liked to fuck anything with a twat, and with a little genetic tweaking from the green fairy, he could impregnate human and pokemon alike.
This wasn’t that graphic or satisfying of a fuck, the older ones never were. Grunting and thrusting one last time, Oak stiffened as his balls released their pent up seed into the mother’s hungry womb.
Not bothering to zip himself, Oak merely replaced Delia back approximately where she was when he entered, and moved on to little Ash’s room. Such a pedophile. He liked them young and tight.
A sneer lifted the corner of his lip as he rolled the boy out of bed and onto his knees, opening the ten year old’s mouth wide to shove his cum covered cock into the unconscious wannabe Trainer’s throat. Bobbing the boy’s head back and forth to enjoy the instinctive suckling,
While Oak manipulated the sleeping child, Gengar decided that it needed its rocks off. This Gengar was rather special, because it could choose its gender to suit its mood. Right now, it wanted a penis to fuck that sweet ass Oak was so fond of. Hey, he needed a little something for keeping the duo in such deep sleep!
Geeeen... Gaaaaar...
Shoving his ghostly cock through the boy’s pajama bottoms and into the dry heat of his living anus, the ghostly cock was vaporous and icy cold, only there enough to stretch those cheeks wide open around his undead girth.
The two pedos took complete and utter advantage of the malleable youth, having lost his gag reflex as a mere five year old during these life long visits. Oak shoves the boy’s head further and further down his length until his nose tickled the elder’s pubes, loving the swallows and rolls of the lad’s tongue along the underside of his dick. Glancing at his Gengar with a smirk, Oak winks and forces the unconscious head to slide faster. It was just a quickie tonight, after all.
With a new grunt, the old pervert blows his load into the boy’s throat, shoving the pre teen backwards into his ghostly assistant to help the specter along in his pleasure seeking. With a cry of his own name, the Gengar vanished briefly into the boy’s body, using his living flesh to come in Ash’s pants. The poor boy would be so embarrassed in the morning.
With a pat to his head as he heaves the body back onto the mattress, Oak and his Gengar walk through the walls once more and back to his lab. There was a new family moving in tomorrow, he’d have to visit the wife and get her knocked up right away.
And... Yeah. Sorry, I know it kinda sucks. I’m open to requests, and will even include an Aide or two if you’re uncomfortable with Oak fucking anything. It’s nearly 5am, and it sounded a lot better in my head. I’ll be doing a collection of one shots a little later that aren’t about Oak, and may even feature a Gym Leader or two, just a heads up.