The Dragon Trainers Pt1
The Dragon Trainers.
"He didn't suspect a thing." Pikachu mused quietly to himself as he looked over the snoozing Charazard. It was a warm summer night, not to humid, just warm enough to sleep under the stars, and yet, cool enough to sleep without being hot. The sky was clear and the stars twinkled above, shining like coins, buying safe passage though the ebony night. Pikachu frowned, shaking his head. He hadn't planned all this out so far just to stop and stare at the stars on a cloudless night. But on the other paw, it might be his last chance to do such a thing. He was fully aware of the consequences of his actions- if his mission failed, or if he failed- He might very well die. Not to mention all of the other pokemon Ash knew. But he had to risk it. He had to risk it. It had to be done for the good of all the pokemon Ash had collected so far. With that resolve, Pikachu took a deep breath, took one last glance at the stars, and turned around, looking about quietly.
Ash, Misty and Brock, had all decided to pitch camp in a small clearing in the forest, on their way to Cinnabar Island. It was the perfect place for Pikachu to hatch his plan and take care of things. He finally spotted Vulpix, Squirtle, and Bulbasaur, who were waving to him quietly. He took a longing glance at Charazard, then Ash, and sighed softly.
"Ash...I hope this isn't the last time I see you." Pikachu whispered softly to his beloved trainer. He sighed a bit, resting a paw atop Ash's brow, before he crept away to join the others.
"Are you ready?" Vulpix asked quietly as Pikachu approached. The little banana colored rodent nodded his head, and Squirtle grinned, reaching into his shell to pull free his sunglasses and rested them across his beak.
"Dudes, lets get this done." He chuckled quietly. He yelped when the correcting swat of a tendril slashed across his bald skull.
"Quiet! Look, this isn't a game!" Bulbasaur hissed menacingly. Squirtle growled, turning
towards Bulbasaur, his eyes narrowed behind his fashion statement.
"Hey. Watch it with those things fucker. I don't take shit from plant types." He snorted angrily. "I may work for Ash, but I can still kick your ass." He threatened. Bulbasaur narrowed his eyes a little bit, his muscles tensing, and his body shifting into a combat position.
"Bring it shell head. I'm not afraid of-
"Shut up." Pikachu said softly. It wasn't very loud at all, in fact, barely audible, but the determination in his eyes, and strain on his muzzle was easily enough to stop them from their trivial bickering.
"We have to do this tonight, do you two understand?" Vulpix asked. The two angry pokemon glared at each other, then both turned to Pikachu. Without words it was understood by all of them, that this had to be done. There weren't any other options.
"Have you got the item?" Pikachu asked softly, looking to Vulpix. The fire fox nodded her head, and looked to Squirtle, who reached into his shell to produce a shiny black pokeball with white lining around it's edges. Bulbasaur tilted his head curiously, looking the orb over.
"What is it?"
"A "Cinder Ball. It gives a 60% chance of catching and holding fire types."
"Is it going to be enough?"
"..."
"Well is it?!"
"I don't know." Pikachu said sheepishly. Bulbasaur gawked in alarm, taking a step back.
"T, this plan of yours. You said it was full proof. You said the plan was full proof! We only have a 60% chance of taking him down?! That's not enough!!! How are we gonna do this?!" Bulbasaur whimpered in panic, his voice becoming a high pitched squeak of fear. Squirtle laughed.
"That's where I come in. Pikachu had me come up with a battle strategy, and here it is. See, I'll slow him down with my bubbles, just long enough for Vulpix to draw Charizard's attention with her infatuation move, and Pikachu will try and paralyze him with thunder wave. You then use sleep powder. We throw the ball; volia. We have us a dragon." Squirtle grinned, and stamped his foot on the ground at the cunning of his own plan. Bulbasaur winced quietly, shaking his head, only to find himself backing into Vulpix, who rested a paw on his shoulder.
"We can't do this without you." She whispered quietly in his ear. The grass type shook his head, his breathing hard, his eyes wide and filled with uncertainty. He glanced towards the group, and then towards the Charizard sleeping in the clearing- at his own request and there was nothing Ash could do to stop him... Ash, that trainer who had taken them all in...and now Bulbasaur was faced with the choice to help him or not. Ash was a good trainer, he wasn't great, but he wasn't bad- and Charizard didn't respect him. Bulbasaur could understand that though, he knew enough about respect and powerful pokemon...To be honest, Charizard had every right to disobey Ash and do as he liked- however, the bullying of the other pokemon, and pushing Ash around had to stop. And Bulbasaur wanted to help make it stop...
"I'm in." Bulbasaur said quietly. They all were...and by he end of the week, Charizard would get what was coming to him, one way or another...
He smelled something. Sweet. It was something sweet and something wet, that wafted into his nose, forcing it's way past the defenses of his senses, something that forced his hips to twitch and his muzzle to salivate slightly. He smelted a girl. The ruby muscle slurped quietly over heat chapped lips. A scarlet finger slowly poked it's one eyed head from it's home, worming it's way out into the warm summer night, to which it was promptly strangled by a three clawed hand. Charizard moaned.
Vulpix squeaked. Her face was streaked in red, watching the huge belmonth in front of her, groping at his privates. She winced, nervously glancing towards the clearing where the battle was to take place, where Pikachu and the others were waiting tensely.
"Vulpix...What's going on?" Squirtle hissed towards the fire fox, who whimpered quietly.
"He's masturbating..." She mouthed towards Squirtle, trying to keep as silent as possible. Already she was beginning to doubt the effectiveness of Pikachu's plan. Her infatuation maneuver wasn't exactly having the effect she was hoping it would.
"What?" Squirtle yelped, before he found Pikachu's paw slapping over his muzzle.
"SHHhhhhh, your gonna wake up Charizard!" Bulbasaur hissed. His ears perked to the startled yelp that came from the direction of the Charizard. The trio exchanged glances before Pikachu nodded. The three of them crept low, and started back towards the area Charizard was sleeping. The immersed themselves in a group of near by bushes and watched, wide eyed.
"Where's Vu-" Squirtle began before he was interpreted by Pikachu's paw slapping over his muzzle. He winced, and pointed towards Charizard. They were uncomfortably close to the irritable giant. A lime green colored tendril from Bulbasaur's back extended towards the two of them, pointing at the snoozing dragon. It only took a moment for the water and electric type to see what was being pointed out.
Vulpix was trapped, one giant, crimson colored arm was wrapped around her lithe waist, holding her still and frozen against the dragon in fear. Pikachu, Squirtle, and Bulbasaur all looked at each other, winced, and peered though the bushes towards Vulpix.
"Help......me...." Vulpix mouthed towards them silently, and then yelped, when she felt something very stiff, and very wet press against the base of her multiple tails.
"Help......me......now." Vulpix demanded in an inaudible whisper, her chest raising and falling with panicked breathing. Pikachu winced and looked towards his companions, who were currently engrossed in watching the scene unfold in front of them.
"Hey, guys! Focus! We need a plan to help Vulpix." The chu hissed quietly. Squirtle shot a glance towards Bulbasaur and nodded his head.
"Jump in there and hit him with sleep powder!"
"No can do.'
"Why not?"
"He's already asleep shell head."
"Then paralyze powder! I don't care!!"
"He'll wake up if it doesn't work, and it isn't something that'll keep him down."
"Guys." Pikachu whispered, poking a finger towards the dragon and fox. Squirtle and Bulbasaur slowly peeked over the bushes again and gasped. Instead of letting her go, or the fox wiggling free, the dragon had tightened his grip on her soft furred body, and was slowly, rubbing the wet shaft of his erection against her back, mussing her fur in the process. Vulpix was not pleased.
"Get, me out of here right now!" She whispered as loud as she could. But the three she hoped would be her saviors, all stood staring, muzzled agape, and eyes wide.
"Charizard...leggooooo." She whimpered softly. At times like these, she cursed Brock for teasing and brushing her everyday, making her fur velvety soft, perfect for someone to use her as a sex toy. She growled. The MOMENT she got free, she was going to march over to Brock, and set him on fire. Charizard moaned, gripping Vulpix tighter in his paws, and caressing her across his aching erection. A soft spurt of the scarlet tower coated her front, giving the impression she had just surfaced from the depths of a pool. She growled, wiggling against her captor's pride, sending another wet burst of pre across her muzzle and down her back, soaking the girl from head to toe in dragon pre cum.
Pikachu watched, glancing towards Bulbasaur and Squirtle, who were all, equally entranced in the spectacle before them.
"W, we can't just leave her like this....we've got to save her!" The little mouse squeaked quietly. Squirtle didn't seem to hear, and Bulbasaur just shook his head. There was silence.
"B, because...because we wouldn't just...stand and watch if it was one of us." Pikachu whispered. Squirtle didn't seem to hear, and Bulbasaur just shook his head. There was silence.
"A, and um...ooo, if...if we don't do something soon, he, he'll...you know....all over her...covering her...in hot, sticky, dripping dragon syrup..." Pikachu whispered softly. Squirtle didn't seem to hear, and Bulbasaur just shook his head. There was silence accept for the curious sound of slapping coming from under the bush...but it sounded more like fapping to Pikachu. He didn't move. Squirtle didn't seem to hear, and Bulbasaur just shook his head. There was silence.
Vulpix wiggled helplessly, her tail brushing along the underside of the giant Dragon's balls, teasing the beast and forcing another hot burst of of pre semen to cover her. And just when she thought it was getting hold, she yelped in surprise when that huge, throbbing tip pressed between her legs, and nuzzled her opening. No. NO. This was NOT going to happen.
"Pikachu, I swear I'm going to rip every clump of fur and skin from your body if you don't get me out of here?! Do you hear me Pikachu?! Pray to your little electric god for mercy, because I'm gonnnnaaaaaaaaa!!" Vulpix shrieked, feeling that hot, crimson colored rod thrust forward suddenly, splitting her open, and burying the tip of Charizard's penis into her hot depths. She threw her paws into her muzzle, doing her best to keep from screaming. If she woke him up, it wouldn't be a gentle, dream fuck, it would be hot, rough and hard, and more then likely kill her in the process. She began to pant. Charizard followed though, drooling quietly, arching his hips, and thrusting more of his erection forward. Light, gentle thrusts, that didn't really push into Vulpix, but they were enough. Her tight, tiny pussy squeezed around that thick, thrusting member, and her legs and hips twitched, wiggling her bottom against him helplessly.
"I'll...kill....you...." She hissed towards the bushes where Pikachu was hiding.
"W, we should really....do something. "Pikachu moaned quietly, arching his hips forward. Bulbasaur nodded his head, panting, and looked towards Pikachu.
"L, like, like what?" He whimpered softly. Pikachu shrugged.
"I ...w, why do I always have to come up with the plans." Pikachu growled. Bulbasaur turned his head back towards Vulpix, as did Pikachu.
"Paw check." Squirtle suddenly asked., glancing towards the other two. They both stared at him. He lifted one paw. Pikachu and Bulbasaur followed suite.
"Both of them." Squirtle grumbled, switching paws. Pikachu and Bulbasaur followed suite.
"At once!" Squirtle snapped. Pikachu and Bulbasaur winced.
"Uh....I can't. I have...this...thing where...um....I...can't raise both my paws at once. " Pikachu yipped nervously.
"Yeah, a thing between your legs! Your both beating it! I knew it!" Squirtle hissed. Bulbasaur growled, and nodded his head.
"Hey, so are you!"
"Yeah, but it's expected of me!"
"What? How's THAT?"
"I'm the lovable rascal with a heart of gold!"
"...He's got us there." Bulbasaur whispered to Pikachu, who nodded his head, but didn't take his eyes of the action in front of him, his paws grasping and groping that hot little chu cock In between his legs, stroking over it again and again, making his paw and crotch a sloppy mess of precum and his own drool.
Charizard moaned quietly, his hips twitching, Dragonite, squirming helplessly around his cock. He never knew she was so tight!! He grins, his paws squeezing her chubby rear end, his belly crashing against hers, his cock sliding in deeper and deeper. Ooooo.
"C, Charizard...you're my king..." She moaned softly, her eyes closed. Charizard grinned, thrusting in again, her scent strong in his nose, his arousal blazing in his loins.
"C, Charizard! You make all the bitches cry your name! You're a dime!" She squeaked, arching his hips up to meet his harsh, heavy thrusts. Charizard moaned loudly, squeezing the plush dragon's behind. Her cunny felt soooooo good against his cock, soft, almost like velvet rubbing against him. Almost like fur. He chuckled quietly at the idea of a dragon with fur, but really didn't have time to contemplate the matter much longer- He came. Burst after burst of hot, white streamers shot into his mate, flooding her from the inside. He grasped her hips tightly, listening to her squeal, and grinned, churring quietly.
"Dudes, she's coming over here." Squirtle whimpers sheepishly. "Pikachu, grab the ball, Bulbasaur...Dude, we both finished like, five minutes ago." He growled at the manipulating grass type. Bulbasaur blushed deeply.
"I..I'm just slow, ok?!" He growled. Pikachu smacked both of them.
"Eyes up guys. Just how we planned it." He whispered. Vulpix limped over.
"I.....HATE you guys....so much right now." She whispered in a cracked, violated voice. Squirtle nodded his head.
"Vulpix....we know what happened was.....unfortunate. "Squirtle whimpered, keeping his distance as best he could. They all did. Clumps of fur missing, she was drenched in cum, and she looked absolutely, pissed.
"Get, the dragon, in, the ball." She whispered softly.
"Way to take one for the team." Pikachu piped. Vulpix turned, and glared at the rat.
"You are going to die." She whispered.
Pikachu looked around, noting that Bulbasaur had left with Squirtle to trap the dragon. Pikachu was alone with a very, very, angry fire fox.
To be continued- but, you know, maybe not for Pikachu....