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#1 of The Summer Vacation From Freakland

A little something extra, Here's a few words from SigmaWeapon the writer of the said story.

Enjoy everyone and please read what he has to say and wanted me to share.

This is SigmaWeapon giving this story's notes. It's a commission taking place in the same universe, using the same characters, as Once Upon a Time in Freakland. Flashbacks cause the story to jump between times, but the main story told takes place on year before Once Upon a Time.

This story involves AU versions of canon Pokémon girls Misty, May, Dawn, and Iris... very AU. That being said, I have a strict rule when it comes to child or cub with adult sex in stories. The child or cub must always be the initiator of sex in those circumstances, so the Mild NC tag is definitely not on the part of the girls.

This story, and Once Upon a Time in Freakland, will be written concurrently. Perhaps, if I'm struck with an unusual amount of cleverness, I will reference one in the other.

--1--

Libertine, it's a name as synonymous in its homeland with wealth, excess, ruthlessness, and scandal as the name Rockefeller is in the United States. From human oil, aerospace, and defense, to Pokémon capture, training, and utilization tech, they seemed to leave no part of society untouched. Outside their country of origin--often referred to not by name, but simply as the Pokémon Nation--, the family was famous mainly for founding the world's most expensive private boarding school two hundred years ago. But like most products of aristocracy, the information age thwarted their ability to keep a secret stranglehold on the powers that be, and they fell by the wayside. With the last leaders of the family murdered after revealing the darkest secret of them all, the current generation struggled to find a way to maintain some sense of pride by living off of more than their inheritance, which led them to quite a predicament a few years back.

Seen always loved to hear the Snyder girls retell the story, for they changed it each time they did. That was why he tended to invite them over on Mondays, when the ranch was closed for maintenance, not that they got the ranch for free, but they got it mostly to themselves. And they would inevitably retell the story, amusing Seen to no end.

Iris, the most special of all the Snyder girls, at least it Seen's mind, always got the master suite. Seen walked over the red carpet of the half hexagon, past the wood-paneled walls, craftsmen furniture, and wet bar, to a Redwood door across from the entrance to the suite. In the seven years since those events, Seen began to take slightly more pride in his appearance... slightly. While he let his hair grow to armpit length, he kept the ends trimmed neatly and pulled it back into a ponytail. He wore a black T-shirt beneath his jean jacket in place of his old wife beater, and puttered around in suede boat shoes.

Seen paid no mind to the sound of the running shower from the other side of the door. He twisted the knob and threw the door open.

He stepped onto the glazed terra-cotta tiled floor and lifted his head with one raised brow when he heard a brief scream, for the shower had no curtain or door. It was a mere alcove of tiled floor and walls beneath a sky light that spanned its length. The corners of the half hexagon had been turned into walk-in closets, creating the alcove

Within the shower, a mocha skinned seventeen-year-old girl with hair down to her ankles tried to hide her breasts and nethers with her arms. She looked wide-eyed at Seen, as did the Haxorus standing beside her, and then dropped her arms and slumped forward, sighing in relief.

"You really need to start announcing yourself, Seen," Iris said. "One of these days someone's seriously going to hurt you if you keep doing that."

"Haaax!" Haxorus growled, nodding.

Seen merely shrugged and briefly lifted his brows. No longer caring about exposing herself, not to Seen anyway, Iris leaned over to pick up the soapy loofah and continued scrubbing Haxorus's chest. Haxorus closed his eyes and grumbled from deep in his belly. Iris smiled in response and got down on her knees to scrub Haxorus's belly. Seen put his hands on his hips and squinted at the sight.

"So why are you here?" Iris asked.

"Just wondering if Haxorus would mind if I join in?" Seen asked.

Iris looked up at Haxorus with bright eyes. Haxorus looked back down with bright eyes of his own. He nodded and grunted, and then panted once before looking at Seen. Iris looked back at seen with a smirk and a furrow. "He likes the idea."

Iris turned back to Haxorus and continued scrubbing his belly. Haxorus closed his eyes and grumbled again. The coral pink tip of his semi-reptilian cock poked out. Iris dropped the loofah and waited for the heads on either side of the shower to wash the suds from her Pokémon. She grasped the tip between her fore and ring fingers and sucked on it.

Seen pulled off his jacket and shirt and pulled down his pants and boxers. He stepped into the shower still in his shoes and socks, showing that he hadn't entirely grown out of his laziness. He knelt next to Haxorus and cupped the Pokémon's balls in his hand, rolling them in his palm. More of Haxorus's tapered cock poked out. Seen gripped the base of the tongue-like organ and began pumping it, brushing his thumbnail over the urethra at its base as he did. Haxorus panted as his cock reflexively curled into a tube from the stimulation. This let Iris take more of Haxorus's cock into her mouth and sucked harder. She rubbed her tongue in circles around its end, and it swirled around her tongue as well, giving Iris the sensation of kissing. Haxorus let his head fall back as he trickled tart, meaty pre-cum on to Iris's tongue.

Seen knew that Iris would want her own hands on her partner's member. Haxorus's whole cock stuck out now. Seen released it and sat back. It may have looked too big for Iris's pussy, but Seen knew first-hand that it wasn't. She took as much Haxorus cock as she could into her mouth until it tickled her throat, and suckled. She grabbed its based in her own hands and scratched its ridges hard with her nails.

Seem smirked and squinted, deciding to help. He leaned forward against Haxorus's massive haunch. He reached his free hand beneath, and Haxorus lifted his tail slightly to give Seen's hand room. Seen plunged three fingers to Haxorus's anus, which was large enough to take them dry. He scraped the inside of Haxorus's rectum, stabbing at his prostate.

"Haxxx!" Haxorus growled. It wouldn't be long now.

Haxorus began barely grinding his hips into Iris's face. Iris responded by pulling her head back so she could suck harder on his cock head, and jerked the rest of his length back and forth with both hands. Haxorus clenched his asshole around Seen's fingers. Seen responded by pressing against Haxorus's prostate as hard as he could.

Haxorus tightened his haunches and belly and pushed his hips forward. His chest rumbled as he rattled his toes against the floor. Iris smiled as his cock shuddered in her mouth. Gluey and completely opaque cum squeezed out of his urethra, though his curled up cock, and onto Iris's tongue. She sighed and squeezed the cock harder as she pumped it, forcing his much as she could on to her tongue. Though Haxorus cummed slowly and with a seed as thick as toothpaste, he eventually filled her mouth before he stopped.

Iris swallowed Haxorus's cum bit by bit, savoring the tastes of malt and red meat in addition to the usual spoogey flavor. She sighed each time she swallowed until none was left. Haxorus also sighed, lowered his head, and relaxed. Iris sat back and smirked as she watched Haxorus's cock uncurl, shrink back down to size, and slipped back into his vent. Seen pulled his hand out of Haxorus's ass hole with a slurp.

"Haxorus," Haxorus sighed.

Haxorus sat down on his haunches. Iris and Seen leaned against either haunch as Haxorus rested his paws on their heads. They all breathed heavily for a time.

"I'm trying to remember when this all began," Seen said.

"On the blimp trip, remember?" Iris said.

"No, it was earlier," Seen said. "It started the first time we met. I still remember how pissed off you all were."

"No, no, no. That had nothing to do with this," Iris said.

"Yeah it did," Seen said. "If it weren't for that, Tala wouldn't have ever suggested I pick you Snyder girls."

"Well then..." Iris sighed. "Let me try to remember that."

--2--

It all started about a year before the Libertine family's bizarre encounter with a pair of Rocket grunts.

"The man they call the law wizard has done it again! After two years of refusing all settlements, the law office of Zane Snyder has finally won the supreme-court appeal of the class action lawsuit against the Pokémon league, being awarded ten billion dollars. The league was accused of placing tranquilizers in the pokéballs of alleged poképhiles competing in the world-championships during inspection in order to rig the competition against them, thus invalidating all Pokémon sports wagering this year, a six hundred billion dollar industry. Many alleged victims fiercely denied the allegations of poképhilia. And many, hoping for the Pokémon League to endorse these denials, claimed that the league never cheated them. This makes Snyder's victory all the more extraordinary. With his law office taking a fifty percent contingency fee, Zane Snyder has now officially become the wealthiest attorney on earth."

A hand held up a remote and turned off the TV. The hand tossed the remote onto the floor. The girl brushed her fingers through her messy hair. A fine-line separating bubblegum pink from auburn showed how lousy a job she did at dyeing. She laid naked on the king sized platform bed. She ran her hands down the bizarre sight of her lithe body with its d-cup breasts with tiny areolas matching her hair dye. She wiped the sweat off herself and rubbed it onto the blanket, despite the window-AC in the master suite blowing at full blast. Unova was a bitch in the summer.

"If I ever get my hands on you, Snyder, I'll rip your fucking balls off," Lila whispered.

Lila sighed and closed her eyes as a tablet on the end table next to the bed beeped. "That'd better not be you, Seen."

Lila rolled over to the side of the bed. Still staring at the LED bolted to the ceiling, she felt around the end table beside her and took the tablet from it, not showing her breasts to its camera, not for modesty, but to avoid the inevitable complaints if it were someone she didn't know. She answered the call from a middle-aged woman with gray hair in a bun, Ben Franklin glasses, and an olive green pantsuit.

Lila huffed. 'Another snotty prude,' she thought.

"Hello Ma'am, this is Janine Finko," she said.

Lila rolled her eyes. 'She's even got a snotty prude name,' she thought.

Janine paused and blinked, noticing Lila's gesture. "Uh... public relations of Le Tournesol? Is Seen Libertine there by any chance?"

"He's already off on the zeppelin trip," Lila said.

"I thought it wasn't supposed to start for another week," Janine said.

"The kids wanted to go early, and Seen's never been the kind to pass up the money they're dear old dad offered him to do that."

"Well that's what I wanted to talk to him about," Janine said.

"This is his sister Lila," she said. "You can tell me anything you can tell him."

"Well, in that case, I would like an official statement from the Libertine family about how four students from the school their name founded, four sisters no less, won all four seats on the Kanto Zeppelin Tour contest Mr. Libertine funded. This is of especially grave concern because the contest was extended to Unovan public schools."

Lila shrugged and shook her head. "I thought you Le Tournesol brats liked to pretend you're not involved with us anymore."

"Your attitude is uncalled for Ms. Libertine!" Janine growled. "And at this point Le Tournesol is facing allegations of fraud, so an assurance by the funders of this contest otherwise would be welcome, even if it has to come from the Libertine family... if you really think your name is that disreputable."

"I do!" Lila said. She rolled her eyes again. "Dear old dad probably bought those kids a million tickets a piece or something!"

"That's highly unlikely Ms. Libertine," Janine said. "That would cost him forty million dollars."

Lila shrugged and shook her head again. "Pocket change to a guy like Zane Snyder."

"And how would you know that?" Janine asked.

"How could you not know that?" Lila asked. "He's been all over the news for the past three months!"

"I only read the Cambridge journals, Ms. Libertine."

Lila groaned and rolled her eyes a third time. "Look him up! I'll get you receipts by next week ya damn wanker."

"Excuse me?!" Janine said.

No longer caring, Lila tossed the tablet forward, giving Janine a spinning view of her nudity before it hit the floor and cut its own power to prevent impact damage. She groaned through her nose, closed her eyes, and rubbed her temples. She thought of what happened two months earlier, and whispered to herself. "Next time I see you Seen, I'm beating your ass into the pavement."

--3--

"I don't know Seen," Lila said, folding her arms. "If you ask me, the whole thing just sounds like another one of your get rich quick schemes."

"Well... it is!" Seen replied. "But it's not just quick, it's long term as well. I promise you, I've got lots of foresight on this one."

Lila smirked and raised an eyebrow. She quickened the bouncing of her foot over her knee. She wore her standard attire of black loafers, woodland camo pants, khaki shirt, wide black tie, and black peaked cap. Beside her at the edge of the bed, Tala sat in a deep purple sheathe dress and lace sandals, his hair tied into pigtails. The curtains were shut over the windows, dulling the sunlight pouring into the master suite.

An especially loud snore caught the siblings' attention. They briefly looked back to see what passingly resembled a fox, bipedal and armored, squished between the bed pillows. Its nose twitched, and its head fell to the side.

"What's Abra doing here?" Tala asked.

Seen shrugged. "He was probably here the whole time. You know he's only awake in the evening. Anywho, back to my plan."

Seen flapped his white bathrobe about as he waved a three-foot brass cigarette holder fit with a piece of chalk to regain the others' attention. Lila and Tala turned back to him.

"I don't see how getting raffle shares is long-term anything," Lila said.

"I was going to get to that before you interrupted me!" Seen shouted. "The raffle's just a front! And so is the vacation! Did any of you ever wonder why the trip is through Kanto?"

Lila and Tala shrugged and shook their heads.

"Figures," Seen whispered. "It's because Kanto's the only other region in the country where poképhilia isn't outlawed. That's the whole point of the vacation, the reason we're funding it. The kids who win'll spend their summer on a zeppelin tour through all the Pokémon tourism hotspots in Kanto. And since our money's attached to it, we get to send our own reps there. And we'll make sure those kids get a thorough education in poképhilia. Not a hands on education, of course, 'cause that'll land our asses in jail, but a very thorough education nonetheless. And if we can turn them into poképhiles, that'll be new clients for us when they're older."

"Muk shit," Lila said. "It's a public raffle. There's no way to know if the winners'll have enough money to even be clients. Owe!"

Lila turned to Tala who sneered at her. His fist pushed against her shoulder. She shoved it away. Tala turned back toward Seen and folded his arms.

"I like it!" Tala said. "I think it's an excellent way to further the cause of poképhiles' rights and acceptance."

Seen stood still and held his breath, staring impassively at Tala. Tala stared back and fidgeted on the bed, uncomfortable with his brother's expression.

"You idiot! That's the last thing I want!" Seen shouted. "Our profits depend on poképhilia being illegal in most of the country! What's the point of running a retreat for poképhiles if they've got nothing to retreat from? And as for your concern, Lila, that's why we're drawing the winners. We can do that since our money is attached to the raffle. So we'll just rig the contest to make sure the kids who win are both filthy rich and just plain filthy."

"How are you going to do that?" Tala asked.

"Easy," Seen answered. "We'll pick the winners from Le Tournesol. They're whole student body's got an amazing disregard for traditional morals, you know, aristocrats and all."

"But Le Tournesol doesn't want anything to do with the Libertines anymore," Lila said. "They haven't for the last thirty years. So how are you going to get the school to agree to any of this?"

"They still accept donations from the family," Seen answered. "That one part hasn't changed. And like I keep telling you, we can draw the winners ourselves and send our reps along so long as we don't get publically involved. And since they're short on domestic servants right now, we can offer them Butler for a few months. He'll tell us who the most depraved students are. Those are the ones we want because they'll be the easiest to turn into poképhiles."

"Well, if you want depraved kids, why not just pick the Snyder girls?" Tala asked. "You know firsthand how depraved they are."

Seen sneered and threw his giant cigarette holder at Seen. It hit his head by the chalk, snapping the chalk off the end. "You ever say that again and I'll beat your ass sideways! There's no way in hell I'll dealing with them again if I have a choice in the matter!" Seen slumped forward and huffed. "I'm sorry for hitting you. I'll let you sleep here this Sunday if you want. I just really don't like them."

Tala rubbed his head. "Sure, why not? But how are you going to convince people that this whole thing isn't the sham? Which it is."

"Simple," Seen answered. "Just tell everyone the winners' parents bought them a million tickets a piece or something. Given how much money the students have, let alone the parents, it wouldn't be hard to believe."

"Well, I guess that's okay," Tala said. He picked up the giant cigarette holder from the floor. "But how come whenever you want to give a speech you swipe props from man and dad's old pornos?"

Seen shrugged. "I don't know. I guess they just look cool."

"Let's get moving," Lila said. "Freakland opens in half an hour."

Seen nodded. He bend back to crack his sternum, and then motioned his head toward the doorway before approaching it. Lila and Tala stood and followed. His eyes closed, Abra heard the door creaking open. He snorted and opened his eyes as he heard it click shut. Abra reached his claws out, pushing pillows away from his body. He stood, squinted, and snickered under his breath. He reached his claws to his temples, and his body glowed gold. With a spark, Abra was gone, and a beam of light shot through the ceiling, leaving no mark.

--4--

What they called a dorm room looked more like a hotel suite. With the maid service the room got, one would never guess how filthy its occupants got its gray-blue Berber carpet and butter colored walls. In the living room just past the entrance and kitchenette, the blinds were shut over the sliding glass door. The girls sitting at the round glass dining table didn't want anyone to see what was happening. Truth be told, they might have loved the idea of exhibitionism, but legal, or worse school, discipline was not worth it.

The girls, eleven years old from the looks of them, wore blue blazers with white trim over white polo shirts. One bit her lip. Another squeezed her hand so tight that it turned red. A third gripped the edges of the table. And the fourth rattled her fingertips atop it. They all seemed desperate to ignore some hidden strain as they sipped tea from flowery cups and saucers, and looked over the front page of a newspaper on the table.

"Hey pets! More tea!" said one girl with neck-length red hair pulled left into a single pigtail.

"Yes mistress!" two boys said at once.

The boys, twelve-year old blue-eyed blonde identical twins from their looks, dressed in the same uniforms as the girls, except with black ties and khaki pants. One refilled her cup from an equally flowery teapot. The other creamed and sugared it from dishes on the flowery platter he held in his left hand. The girl upended the tea, slurping and coughing when it was over.

"Careful!" said a girl with shoulder-length brown hair. "You almost lost it there."

"I've never lost this bet once!" growled a redheaded girl with a single pigtail. She looked down at the paper. "The Senational Suzy moved out of Scissor Street to work at Pokémon tech? What, did she get caught bribing judges with sexual favors? That's probably the only way she can win a contest without even dressing up her Pokémon. Yes! Did it! Your turn May. Three sentences."

The brown-haired girl to the redhead's left narrowed her eyes at the paper and bit her lip harder. She huffed. "Maybe she thinks she's just too good for the likes of contests. Yeah, I'd expect that from someone who goes around barfing out words like holistic and inner all the time. Such high and mighty queens of Pokémon fashion all think that the rest of the world is blow them, err, bellow them."

"And you say I almost lost it?" the redhead said to May, grinning.

"Well I got out all the sentences didn't I?" May asked. "You're turn Dawn."

The black-haired, blue-eyed girl to May's left let go of the table's edges and propped her elbows on the table to hold her head. She gripped her glossy bangs and sneered to keep her composure. "Maybe the Spectacular Suzy just doesn't want anyone to know she's a fake. Six grand-prize ribbons and no costumes? I bet she decided to go to loserville when one of those judges refused to score her coochie along with her Vulpix. Yes! Not one stumble! Onto you, Iris."

The mocha skinned girl with clouds of coal-black hair and two puffy pigtails rattled her fingers faster on the table, and then began slapping it with her palms. After a time, she stopped and clasped her hands tightly together. "I heard she actually battles with that Vulpix. I bet she just doesn't like the contest circuit because it's too boring for her. I bet she thinks it's too civilized."

"That wasn't very good, Iris," Dawn said.

"Yeah? Well at least I got out three sentences without stumbling," Iris replied. "Back to you Misty."

The redhead girl with the single pigtail unclenched her hand and shook it to relieve the tingling. She clenched her other hand to keep her composure. But the other girls stared quizzically at Misty as her nose began to twitch. "Well I think those judges just didn't like her coochie anymore. With the way she grooms Pokémon, it's probably hairy as a mop. And she's probably got cr ahhh!" Misty closed her eyes and squeaked.

Iris banged a fist on the table and pointed at Misty. "Finally! In your face Misty! First time for everything girl! First ti eee!"

"Hey! You squeaked too," Misty said.

"Yeah, but you squeaked first. Now pay up." Iris replied.

Misty groaned and reached into her inside jacket pocket to pull out a small paperclipped stack of folded bright red bills with the familiar double-strikethrough P. She tossed the bills onto the table. May, Dawn, and Iris relaxed and softly whimpered at their leisure. They clamored their hands over the stack. Somehow, in the midst of fighting over the money, they managed to unclip and divide it evenly amongst each other. They each stuffed their share into their inside jacket pockets.

A spark flew up from the newspaper, startling the girls who yelped and jumped up, knocking their chairs over. The room flashed as a beam of golden light struck the table. Abra sat crosslegged on top of the newspaper. He gasped, and his squint and grin turned into a slack-jawed gawk. He turned his head side to side, looking at Misty, May, Dawn, and Iris.

The girls stared at Abra with furrowed brows and cocked heads, trying to know what shocked him so. Misty looked down. The others followed suit. The girls all screamed in unison as they realized their khaki skirts and panties were down around their ankles, giving Abra a full frontal view of their puffy wet mounds. They bolted down to yank up their skirts, and then turned back toward Abra with angry glares.

"Dammit Abra! Don't just teleport in here like that!" Misty screamed.

"Give us some warning when you're about to show up!" May growled.

"Yeah, or call ahead first," Dawn grumbled.

"Just don't scare us like that," Iris whined.

"You almost sound like you're not embarrassed," Misty said.

Iris furrowed her brow and whimpered through her nose. "Well, not as much as I could be. You almost made me pee myself Abra!"

As the girls talked, four preteen boys in their school uniforms crawled out from beneath the table, stood, and brushed their hands down their coats and khaki pants to straighten them. They wiped the slobber and pussy fluids off of their mouths and onto their pants and coats. One butter skinned boy with black hair sported burgundy tattoos on his face and hands resembling circuit boards, and gold hoops through his ears. Another floury-pale boy with neck-length brown hair and blue eyes patted Abra on the head. A third, cinnamon-skinned boy with platinum hair and blue eyes stepped back and lowered his head as if trying to be inconspicuous. Finally, a cream fair, brown-haired, brown-eyed boy stepped back, leaned against the wall, and crossed his arms, next to the tan boy. In all, that made six boys serving the four girls.

"Pee yourself?" the twin with the teapot said.

"That's why you'll never get us under that table," the twin with the platter said.

"Shut up you two!" Misty whined "Pets aren't supposed to talk back to their masters."

The twins waved their free hands about. "They're pets." "Not us."

Iris folded her arms and smirked. "Keep talking like that and our daddy might not rescue your report card from the big bad dean anymore."

"Yeah!" the other girls added.

Iris turned to Abra. "So why are you here?"

"Aaabra," Abra sighed. He smirked and waved a finger through the air. He glowed gold, and with a spark vanished into a beam of light shooting through the ceiling. A flash from the bathroom caught the girls' attention. They followed it through the door next to the entrance. Misty flipped on the light, and the girls saw Abra sitting atop the porcelain countertop, his feet in the sink. The girls noticed their boys gathered outside the bathroom door, looking in, but paid them no mind.

Misty crossed her arms and frowned. "I know where you come from, and you better not be trying to get some, Abra! Poor people are into poképhilia. And I am not a poor person!"

May and Dawn folded their arms and nodded with approving grunts. Iris glanced at them, and then did the same. Abra shook his head and muttered bras under his breath. He pointed at the mirror.

"Oh! You want to show us something!" Misty said. "Show us."

"Yeah, show us!" May added.

"Show us!" Dawn said.

"Yeah, do it!" Iris said, this time without hesitating.

"Aaabra," Abra sighed. He let his eyes close and then reached out to lay a paw on the mirror.

The image in the mirror rippled like water. When the picture came back into focus, it no longer showed the bathroom, but a huge hexagonal bedroom and wetbar with red carpets and craftsman furniture. An unfamiliar cross-dressing duo sat on the bed, while a familiar man in a white bathrobe swung around a giant brass cigarette holder fit with a piece of chalk.

"Seen!" the girls all squealed at once. They leaned forward to get a better look.

Sound materialized all around the girls, playing back the events of only minutes ago.

"The kids who win'll spend their summer on a zeppelin tour through all the Pokémon tourism spots in Kanto, and since our money is attached to it, we get to send our own reps there. And we'll make sure those kids get a thorough education in poképhilia. Not a hands on education, of course, 'cause that'll land our asses in jail, but a very thorough education nonetheless. And if we can turn them into poképhiles, that'll be new clients for us ten years from now."

"Muk shit. It's a public raffle. There's no way to know if the winners'll have enough money to even be clients. Owe!"

"I like it I think it's an excellent way to further the cause of poképhiles' rights and acceptance."

"You idiot! That's the last thing I want! Our profits depend on poképhilia being illegal in most of the country. What's the point of running a retreat for poképhiles if they've got nothing to retreat from? And as for your concern, Lila, that's why we're drawing the winners. We can do that since our money is attached to the raffle. So we'll just rig the contest to make sure the kids who win are both filthy rich and just plain filthy."

Abra let go of the mirror, and its image again rippled like water, returning to a reflection of the bathroom and its occupants. The girls, eyes wide and lips pursed, looked back and forth at each other, snorting to hold back giggles.

"Do you realize what we can do with this?" Misty asked in a harsh whisper.

"We can get that zeppelin tour, and make Seen do anything we want!" May said.

"This'll be the best summer ever!" Dawn squealed.

Iris, who had been squinting and looking down at the vinyl floor, lifted her head and spoke up. "I don't know about that. Seen said the whole point was turning us into poképhiles."

Misty rolled her eyes and groaned under her breath. "Come on, Iris! We're way too disciplined to let that happen." She immediately turned to Abra. "Hey King, teleport us into the dessert freezer."

"Let's take the pets with us," Dawn said, motioning her head toward the boys at the door. "I mean, it's just stupid to eat out unless you get eaten out at the same time."

The words took Abra aback, and he reared back his head and shot his eyes open. Misty bolted upright and hopped in front of Dawn, swinging her arms up and down. Dawn yelped and shielded her face, failing into the bathtub.

"Dammit, Dawn! Don't do that!" Misty shouted. "Don't encourage him!" Misty turned to the doorway and pointed at the boys. "You all get back to your dorms."

The boys didn't react for moment. Then they looked at each other, shrugged, and shuffled away. As the girls heard the dorm room door creak open and click shut, Misty grew a sneer and put her hands on her hips. The twin boys still stood in the bathroom doorway, leaning toward each other and whispering in each other's ears. They turned to Misty.

"We want in." "Yeah, we want to go on the trip," they said.

"Well maybe you want our daddy to stop fixing all your Cs and Ds for you," Misty replied.

The twins huffed at once. "Well maybe you want the deans to know about the Secret Student Student Union." "Maybe you want to get expelled."

The girls all tensed and barely gasped through their noses. For some seconds, the girls and the twin boys stared each other down. Misty relaxed and smirked.

"You're members too," Misty said. "You'd get expelled too."

"You're forgetting about our dad." "If we get expelled, that'll just make us even more popular where he comes from."

Misty tensed again, and her smirk returned to its former scowl. She and the twins stared each other down for a time. Misty relaxed and slumped forward, letting her arms fall.

"I'll think about it," Misty grumbled.

The twins looked at each other and grinned with smug squints. They shuffled away. After hearing the creak and click of the dorm room door opening and shutting, Misty righted herself and took a deep breath.

"Somebody go get the blankets and flashlights and spoons," Misty said.

Iris turned and jogged out of the bathroom. The other girls waited inside with Abra, sometimes shifting positions or tapping their feet impatiently. After a minute, Iris returned with a bundle of black fleece blankets in her arms, five steel flashlights and five spoons atop them. Misty nodded at Iris and turned toward Abra, who cocked his head at her in reaction, despite not physically seeing her. Misty placed one hand on Abra's shoulder and another on May's. May, in turn, placed her hands atop Dawn and Iris's shoulders.

"Alright, your highness," Misty said. "How about that dessert freezer?"

"Bra," Abra grunted, nodding. Abra raised a paw into the air. His body glowed gold, which spread like liquid over the girls. With a flash and sparks, they vanished into beams of light shooting through the ceiling.

--5--

Beams of light shot down. A flash and sparks briefly illuminated the room. Flopping and clanking sounds occurred, and then a click. Iris held a flashlight downward, showing a pile of blankets with the spoons and other flashlights atop them. May and Dawn reached down to take a flashlight, while Misty took two, handing the second to Abra. They all flicked on the flashlights, brightening the room.

Rough concrete floors gave way to metal shelves lining all the walls, save for the steel door at one end of the walk-in freezer the size of a small bedroom. Cardboard and plastic boxes and tubs were Stacked upon the shelves, with larger ones on the floor in front of them. The huge steel vent hummed from above, dumping icy fog onto the floor.

Misty grabbed the topmost blanket, shook it open, and dropped it onto the floor. Abra waddled onto the blanket and plopped down on it. The girls grabbed the remaining four blankets, shook them open, and flung them over their backs before sitting down on the floor-blanket in front of Abra.

"I call to order this meeting of the Secret Student Student Union," Misty said. "First order of business: I hear they put a hidden security camera in this freezer to catch us. Did you take it out Abra?"

"Bra," Abra grunted and nodded. He pointed to the door. The girls pointed their flashlights and saw a small wall-clock above it, its hands not turning, and a red light blinking in the center where they met.

"Good!" Misty said. "Second order of business. What flavor of Ice cream are we having this time? I say Rocky road."

"Rocky road!" May shouted.

"Mint chocolate chip!" Dawn shouted.

"Chocolate chip cookie dough!" Iris shouted.

"Two votes for rocky road wins it," Misty said.

"Bra!" Abra grunted, shaking his head. He pointed at Iris.

"You want chocolate chip cookie dough?" Misty asked, receiving a nod from Abra. "Cookie dough it is."

"What happened to Rocky Road?" May asked.

Iris smirked and put her hands on her hips. "The Secret Student Student Union wouldn't exist without his highness's powers. His word is law. King? Use telekinesis."

Abra nodded. He glanced around the room until his eyes settled on a top shelf opposite the door, on a three gallon cardboard tub with the words Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough scribbled in marker on it. He raised a paw and his irises glowed green, as did the tub, which floated down onto the floor blanket, between the girls and Abra. Biting her tongue, Misty pried the lid open with the flat end of her spoon, and Abra and the girls shoved their spoons into the ice cream, eating huge mouthfuls at once.

Abra squinted at Iris and smirked. Truth be told, he'd have preferred Rocky Road, but demanded chocolate chip cookie dough to gain Iris's favor. Abra had long seen the signs she gave, which the other girls were oblivious to.

"Hey King?" Misty asked.

"Bra," Abra grunted and nodded.

"Can you play that thing in the mirror again when we get back so I can get it on video to blackmail Seen with?

"Bra," Abra grunted, smiling.

"Cool," Misty said. "That takes care of getting to go on that trip. Next order of business. What else can we use that video to blackmail Seen for?"

"How about we bring all the pet boys with us? Not just David and Daniel." May said. "We'll need minions... and sex toys! Otherwise it's just not a vacation."

"We can only blackmail Seen so much," Dawn replied. "How are we going to get him to agree?"

"We'll just bribe him," May answered. "I heard those Libertine guys can't resist big fat checks."

"You know, they told me that Seen's brother likes to pretend he's a girl," Dawn said. "And they said he's a girlier girl than any other girl ever was! We should get him to come along for the ride and teach our pet boys how to be proper girls."

"We should take his highness with us too!" Iris said. "He's the reason this whole club is possible. He should get to go with us."

"Accepted, accepted, and accepted," Misty said. "And I've got one condition of my own. Seen's coming with us too."

May, Dawn, and Iris, all paused in the midst of scooping or eating ice-cream, looking at Misty.

"Well, just remember the last time we blackmailed Seen," Misty said. "That was almost the best time ever, and we still have to get him back for ruining it for us. Besides, he still needs to teach our pet boys how to suck pussy the right way."

The girls all tensed and pursed their lips, remembering their previous encounter with the head of the Libertines. They nodded as they whimpered and shoveled ice cream into their mouths. Each girl furrowed her brow, trying to give an evil inflection to her smile and sigh. But in reality, they reacted in bliss rather than ire. Abra knew this full well. His fox nose could smell the lust wafting from their skins, their breaths, and from between their legs, even in the cold of the dessert freezer. What he sought for years was finally within reach. Knowing what Seen had planned, Abra forced himself to stay awake for half a day, fake sleeping while wrapped in pillows, and give no outward sign off fatigue. It was a monumental task for his kind. Two teleports and a telekinesis strained his body further, and it took all his might to lift one last spoonful of ice cream to his mouth and swallow. With confidence, he dropped his spoon onto the blanket and let his eyelids fall. He fell asleep the moment they closed.

The girls noticed that Abra had fallen asleep, but paid it no mind, knowing how much sleep Abras needed. Instead, they smirked and closed their eyes, continuing to shovel ice cream in their mouths as they remembered their last encounter with Seen six months ago.

--6--

"Five to six p.m., David and Daniel clean stables. Riley pretends to sleep on hay bale, exposing herself. Riley's your Infernape with the big boobies, isn't she? Yeah. They told me they saw her doing that. Five thirty to six p.m., David and Daniel nail fence boards. Dratini wants shows arousal while wanting belly rubs. So you think you can make the school look the other way by having our pet boys work off their physical labor requirements at one of your side ranches that's not part of your whorehouse, did you? Well, you didn't know that they were part of the Secret Student Student Union, did you? You didn't know we can get any file we want from the school, did you? You didn't know we can get any file from you, did you? Did you? Did you?!"

Seen couldn't respond to Misty's harassment. He sat on his knees, in his usual baggy bluejeans and wife beater, minus the jean jacket. Hands on his neck pushed his head down between the legs of Dawn, who sat in a dusty, green faux-leather office chair with her skirt and panties bunched around her knees. He dared not move for fear of what Misty held in her hands.

Seen breathed hard as his lips pressed against May's dainty, puffy little hairless mound. He sucked her mons and labs into his mouth while thrusting his tongue into her pussy. He swirled his tongue in circles around the inside of her sex, and then lapped up and down at her tiny clit. May dug her nails into his neck and inhaled sharply whenever he did.

Misty walked back and fourth behind Seen as he continued eating out May. "You didn't know David and Daniel are our pets, did you? Our daddy changes their bad grades, so they clean our rooms, cook for us, do our laundry, and they're even our sex slaves! Oh yeah! And they tell us everything about everything too. Everything they know. And they thought that evening was kinda weird."

'Ten year old girls with sex slaves? ' Seen thought. 'What kind of twisted ways does their father spoil them? ' Seen had his first sexual encounter with Pokémon when he was seven, but for years these interactions were always timid and tentative.

He noticed she had no hymen, but dismissed it, as there were thousands of ways to lose one, as well as the possibility that she was born without. But suddenly he paid more attention to the fact, and felt around the mouth of her vagina with his tongue for the faintest scar, which he found.

"Suck May's pussy harder, chump!" Misty shouted. "I'm next and I hate waiting!"

Seen refocused his efforts. He lifted his bottom lip until he sucked only on May's mons, and teethed her clit from beneath. May reacted immediately by gritting her teeth and whining through her nose. She lifted her legs into the air and clenched her feet. May slammed her hands on top of Seen's and pulled them off of the chair's arms. She pushed them down against her hips, trying to slide them beneath, but hadn't the strength. Seen got the idea. He wriggled his fingers beneath May's hips until he held her dainty ass in his palms. May let her head fall over the back of the chair and gave tiny gasps as her spine shivered. She dug her hands back into Seen's neck, causing pain, but he ignored it. May breathed faster and shallower as Seen licked, sucked, and teethed her tiny clit harder. She curled her hips up as she gasped harder, held her breath, and clenched her butt and legs. Her tiny clit throbbed in orgasm. From nothing, Seen suddenly caught the slightest taste of saltine crackers.

After a few seconds, May breathed deeper, relaxed her muscles, and then groaned through her nose and shoved two fingers between her clit and Seen's mouth. Though Seen would normally keep tonguing the girl's vagina to heighten her afterglow, he didn't want to please these brats any more than he had to. Seen sat back up and wiped his mouth.

May lowered her legs back to the floor, stood up, stretched her arms to the side, yawned, and bent backward. She stepped on top of her panties and skirt and reached down to pull them back up. "You were right, Dawn. This guy's a thousand times better with his mouth than the pet boys."

Seen sat down on the charcoal-gray carpet and leaned back against the wooden filing shelf behind him. He looked up at the roofing tiles, staring unfocused at the single buzzing, flickering florescent tube that was on in the entire filing room of Le Tournesol that night.

A flop startled Seen back to attention. Misty was now in the chair, her thumbs hooked into her skirt. She wiggled her hips to pull down her skirt and panties, exposing her own dainty, puffy, hairless pussy to Seen. She waved the object of Seen's terror through the air, a small, gray, spiral bound desk schedule.

"I own you Seen!" Misty said. "Now suck!

"We!" May responded.

"We, yeah, we," Misty corrected herself. "But suck anyway!"

Seen glowered and groaned through his nose as an angry heat spread through his ribs. He clenched his fists and pressed them against the floor.

"Suck!" three voices shouted from behind him.

Seen turned around to see May, Dawn, and Iris all glaring at him. May and Dawn both had a hand down their skirts, May smirking while Dawn bit her tongue. Seen raised an eyebrow at Iris, though, who watched from just passed the filing shelves, her hands clasped behind her back. Something was different about her.

Seen turned back, leaned forward, and shoved his mouth against Misty's tiny pussy. As with May, Seen opened his mouth wide and wrapped his lips around her mons and labs, sucking them hard into his mouth until they turned red. He shoved his tongue deep into her pussy and swirled it around inside. He lightly scratched Misty tiny clit through its hood with his top teeth.

Misty instantly eeped in response and arched her back. She tensed her arms, abs, and clenched her fists and feet. She had never felt such vigorous oral sex before; but soon she got used to it and relaxed. She closed her eyes and breathed hard and fast through her nose.

"Wow," Misty sighed. "A thousand times better is right. Seen needs to teach our pet boys how to suck pussy."

"Great idea!" May shouted.

"Yeah! Let's do it!" Dawn shouted.

Misty lifted her legs from the floor and propped them up on the chair. She held her hands against the back of Seen's head and pushed it against her crotch. In the process, she dropped the desk schedule on the floor. May bent over to pick it up and flipped through the pages as she stood, stopping at the dog-ear Misty left. As Misty began sighing from Seen's oral sex, May held the book out in one hand and smirked as she read the lines.

"So you thought you could turn us distinguished students of Le Tournesol in poképhiles, did you?" May said "Thought you could turn us into the kind of trailer trash that visits Freakland?"

May handed the book to Dawn, who sneered as she read it. "There's no way a Le Tournesoler's ever going to do that! People who never graduate become poképhiles. People who live on social services become poképhiles. And nobody from Le Tournesol is going to have a peasant's fetish."

Seen growled in anger. His chest tightened and the hairs on his neck stood up. He guessed she delighted in his anger from the way she patted his head when he growled. But there was nothing he could do. Misty was right when she said the girls owned him. So he kept eating out the little girl.

Misty gave half a moan and then bit her lip as she felt a drop of saliva escape her mouth. She panted, "best... suck... ever!"

Like May before her, Seen suddenly tasted the slightest brine and starch from Misty's dainty pussy. Soon as he did, he reached beneath her tiny clit and rub his tongue hard back and forth, rubbing the hooded nub against his upper teeth. As before, he wanted this over as soon as possible. When pants turned into gasps, he teethed her clit harder.

May gave a single, brief squeak to signal her orgasm. She shivered her hips and quickly thrust into Seen's face. Misty arched her back harder and wriggled her toes as tickles pulsated through her clit, sending warm waves through her pelvis. And then the tickles became too much. Like May, Misty shoved a hand between her mound and Seen's mouth, finally allowing him to unlatch from it and lean back against the filing shelf.

Misty breathed deep for some seconds before shaking her head and stepping down onto the floor. Unlike May, she merely kicked her skirt and panties against the opposite filing shelf, opting to leave her ass and swollen red mound open for all to see. May and Dawn grinned and narrowed their eyes at the sight.

Misty put her hands on her hips. "Your turn, Iris."

Seen turned to Iris, now leaning against the wall off the school's supposedly locked and empty filing room. Thus far, she hadn't said a word. Iris put her hands in her skirt pockets and slinked between the filing shelves and up to Seen, refusing to move around the other girls. They stepped aside. Seen narrowed his eyes. Iris tried to look smug and dismissive, but the twitch of her pursed lips told him she was nervous.

Iris stood in front of Seen and turned to face him. She folded her arms and looked down at him. Immediately, her eyes widened and her arms reared back.

"Wow," Iris said. "That's one huge boner."

Seen looked down and indeed saw his cock at full length, throbbing beneath his baggy jeans. Misty, May, and Dawn all giggled, holding clenched fists to their lips.

"That means he likes it," Misty said.

"Yeah," Dawn added. "You can't act like you hate us now, Seen."

Iris crossed her arms. "Actually, boys don't have control of their own boners."

"Even better!" May shouted. "That means he can't do anything about it when we have sex with him!"

Misty raised her hand. "As head of the Secret Student Student Union, I get to have sex with him first." She pointed at Seen. "Now lay down on the floor!"

Seen rolled his eyes and groaned, clenching his fists against the carpet. But he had to obey. He scooted forward and stretched out onto the floor. He laced his fingers beneath his head and spread his legs until his chucks hit the filing shelves, letting the girls see his hard-on through his pants.

"I don't think that's a good idea," Seen said. "I think I'm a bit too big for the likes of little lolis like you."

Dawn sneered and stomped forward, making Seen flinch as she stomped just in front of his crotch. She waved the schedule book through the air. "Who's got your book of hideously disgusting secrets, huh? Do you want us to post this everywhere?"

Seen grimaced and grumbled swear words under his breath. He shook his head.

"Good!" Misty said. "May? Iris? Pull his pants down."

"Yes, sir!" Dawn and Iris grunted, straightening their posture.

The two stepped up beside Seen from opposite directions and knelt down to grab Seen's jean-snap and zipper. Despite their hands fighting over it, they managed to unbutton and unzip his pants, and then yank them down over his knees. They in turn yanked down his pichu boxers, and all the girls gasped at what they saw.

No longer encumbered by clothing, Seen's uncut cock stood on end and flopped over his stomach. His waxed bare body and crotch accentuated what was already an unbelievable sight.

"That's got to be ten inches," May gasped.

"Bigger," Seen corrected.

"Look at his balls!" Dawn gasped. "They've got to be as big as eggs!"

"Bigger," Seen corrected again.

Iris sat on her knees and gently grasped Seen's scrotum in both hands. The then held an arm, fist clenched, against Seen's member. She giggled with a nervous, one-sided smirk as its head tapped the back of her hand with its throbs.

"I can only fit one ball in the palm of my hand," Iris whispered. "And his dick's as big around as my wrist!"

"Bigger," seen said. "I told you I'm too big for you."

"I'll find out just how big he is," Iris said.

Iris reached into her inner coat pocket for a role of tailor's tape. She squatted and pulled it out to measure Seen's length and circumference. She paused for a time before slowly rolling the tailor's tape back up and replacing it in her inner coat pocket. She paused again before slowly standing in turning to the others with an expression solid cast it seemed she saw death itself.

The girls looked back and forth between each other for some time, and then back at Seen. "How big is he?" Misty asked.

"Two and a half inches wide, and fifteen inches long," Iris whispered.

Misty put her hands on her hips and sneered at Seen. "I've had plenty of pickles to practice on. I can take anything you can dish out! Clear a path, girls. The head of the Secret Student Student Union is going to conquer!"

Misty, hands still on her hips, approached Seen and stood above him, feet on either side of his waist. She knelt onto her hands and knees, her ass sticking up in the air, causing the other girls to cover their mouths as they squeaked and gawked in worry.

"Hold your boner against my coochie so I can fuck it," Misty growled.

Seen rolled his eyes and sighed. "You're raping me, you know."

"Well if I'm raping you, how come you're not fighting back?" Misty asked.

"Well, you're also blackmailing me," Seen answered.

"Blackmailing?" May said.

"What's that?" Dawn asked.

Seen rolled his eyes and sighed again. "Threatening someone to get them to do what you want. Like you're doing with that schedule. Besides, I've already gotten even with you."

"Yeah right," Misty said. "Now hold your boner against my coochie!"

Seen grumbled more swear words under his breath and obeyed. He reached a hand down to grab his cockhead and pull his foreskin back. He pushed his now bald-head against Misty's puffy, little red mound, parting her labs. Misty pushed her body back against it. She winced and groaned in pain as she pressed her vulva against Seen's cockhead, wedging only half of it within. The other girls tensed as they saw the edges of Misty's pussy turn white from pressure.

"I think you should stop," May said.

"We've never had sex with a real penis before," Dawn added.

"Shut up!" Misty cried. "The head of the Secret Student Student Union is going to conquer!"

Seen huffed and shook his head, not surprised by what he just heard.

Misty winced harder, clenched her teeth, and wept as she pushed her hips back harder against Seen's cock. She wiggled her hips side to side, worming her way down Seen's cockhead and pushing her dainty labs wider. After a time, Misty cried aloud in pain, and stopped. But she had managed to just swallow his head into her vagina. She dropped her head and wept with a fluttered breath, waiting another minute before the pain passed and she felt comfortable spread so wide.

"I told you I'd conquer," Misty growled.

"You didn't get more than my head," Seen said. "I told you I was too big for you."

"Shut up!" Misty screamed. "I conquered!"

"Actually, he's right," Iris said. "You didn't."

"What!?" Misty shouted, turning her head, but only being able to see the other girls. She turned back and growled.

"I can't take this anymore," Dawn whimpered. "I got to lick it."

May and Iris turned to Dawn, wide eyed, aghast, hands over their mouths. So focused on Seen and Misty, only then did they see Dawn with a furrowed brow, biting her tongue with an open mouth, and both her hands down her skirt, rubbing up and down her pussy. Dawn shoved the desk schedule back into May's hands. She ran up behind Misty and immediately dropped onto her hands and knees. Panting, she thrust her face forward against Seen's exposed shaft and licked up the length of his urethral bulge, stopping just short of Misty's pussy.

"You're getting awfully close to a girl on girl there, I hope you know," Seen said.

"So what?" Misty barked. "All the big jet set names are bi nowadays! Not like those poképhile peasants you get your money from."

"Bitch," Seen grumbled.

May waved the schedule book through the air, catching Seen's attention. "You really do want this posted everywhere, don't you?"

Seen closed his eyes and sighed.

"That's what I thought," Misty said. She turned her head. "Hey I got an idea! Let's all bet a grand and take turns fucking Seen for a minute each. Whoever makes him cum first wins!"

Dawn sat up on her knees, looking at Misty's smug smirk with a nervous scowl of her own. Misty looked further back toward May, who looked down with her hands behind her back and chewed her tongue, also nervous. Iris, however, smiled with beaming eyes and waved her hands through the air.

"I'll take that bet!" Iris said.

"I wouldn't recommend that," Seen said.

Misty turned back to Seen. "Why not? We're not old enough to get pregnant."

"Yes you are," Seen said.

Iris stepped back. "Are we?"

"Of course not!" Misty shouted. "Now get back Dawn. I'll go first."

Dawn sat back on her knees and nodded. She stood and stepped back next to May and Iris, and stuffed her hands down her skirt once again.

"I got a stopwatch," Iris said. She fiddled with the leather-strapped timepiece on her wrist and fiddled with the buttons until it beeped. "And go!"

Misty winced and clenched her teeth as she tried to thrust her hips down upon Seen's cock. She couldn't drive it any further into her pussy, and only made her pelvis ache doing so. After some seconds, she stopped trying and merely rocked back and forth as fast as she could, her face becoming more and more frustrated as she felt herself not rubbing Seen's cock through her cunt, but merely pushing it back and forth. Iris's one-sided smirk grew wider as she watched Misty's hopeless efforts. Seen's cock even stopped throbbing inside Misty's mound. Iris chuckled under her breath as the timer beeped again.

"Time's up," Iris said.

"Fuck!" Misty shouted.

Misty sighed and shook her head. She grunted in pain as she pulled off of Seen's cock with an audible pop. She stood, still shaking her head, and stepped aside.

"Me next!" Dawn shouted.

Dawn virtually pranced up to the prone Seen and yanked her skirt down by its seams. She grabbed and pulled down her baby-blue panties, and then kicked both garments onto the filing shelf. As if starving, Dawn practically fell onto her hands and knees and stuck her bare ass into the air. Seen pulled his cock forward and pressed it against her now red mound. Dawn attempted to shove her hips down onto his cock, but succeeded only in yelping in pain, making Iris chuckle under her breath again. Dawn wriggled her hips, mimicking Misty before her, and managed to slowly work Seen's head inside her.

Iris fiddled with her watch, and it beeped again. "Go!"

Dawn took note of Misty's previous failure. Desperate to win that three grand, she curled her hips, barely humping against Seen's cock and moving her hips in circles. The strategy worked. Dawn could not take more of Seen inside her, but managed to swirl what pussy that could engulf his head around and around. Misty's jaw dropped and she shot angry eyes at Dawn's ass. Not only did Dawn take Seen's glans easier than Misty, but Dawn's pussy made his cock throb again, where hers could only bore it. Dawn gyrated her hips faster and clenched her pussy, rubbing Seen's cockhead harder and faster.

Dawn bit her lower lip and squeezed her eyes shut. She arched her back and dug her nails into the carpet. She breathed hard and fast through her nose. Dawn's breath fluttered as she squeezed harder and gyrated faster. She drew a trickle of precum from Seen's cockhead, which throbbed harder than ever. Then, she held her breath and stopped. She pushed her hips down and held the pressure against her cunt for several seconds before huffing and relaxing. The heat and shudder from her pussy told Seen that she had orgasmed on him. The other girls looked more intently at her, also knowing she had.

"Sorry, but you're supposed to make me cum, not you," Seen said.

Dawn heard a beep and her eyes shot open. "What? No!"

"Sorry Dawn. Time's up," Iris said.

Iris didn't wait for Dawn to get up, immediately hooking her thumbs into the sides of her skirt and panties and pulling them down. She jogged over to Dawn and bent over, grabbing her sister beneath the arms and heaving her off of Seen. Dawn fell onto her side on the floor with a yelp. Iris pulled off her wristwatch and dropped it in front of Dawn, who flinched as it landed in front of her face.

"Time me," Iris said, already down on her hands and knees.

"Why'd you have to do that?" Dawn asked.

"Strategy, now time me!" Iris answered.

Seen lifted a brow at Iris as he pushed his cockhead against her mocha skinned mound. She stared back with a smug face, as if she had already won, and from what Seen saw, he believed her. The brief glimpse he got of her pussy showed something plumper and looser than the other girls. It was more than just practice. Iris had a different shape than the other girls.

"Fine," Dawn grumbled. She sat up, crossed her legs, and fiddled with the watch in her hands until it beeped. "Go."

Iris squinted and stuck her tongue out of the side of her mouth. She curled her hips inward, biting her tongue in a bit of pain, taking his cock slowly. But Misty, May, and Dawn slowly became more wide-eyed as they saw Iris's sex swallow Seen's head, and keep sliding until she hilted him.

"How the hell?" Dawn whispered.

"What the fuck?" May muttered.

"What did you do?" Misty whined.

Iris chuckled through her nose and winked at Seen. Even he looked shocked. She slid her hips up, squeezing Seen's cockhead as she pulled up to the ring of his glans before pushing back down. As much by Seen's amazement as Iris's fucking, his cock throbbed harder still and leaked another trickle of Precum. Again and again, Iris pulled up and pushed down, powering through the resistance of Seen's girth until her pussy slickened and she pistoned his length in a steady rhythm. Iris soon fucked Seen's giant cock at full speed, slapping her pelvis against his. Iris let her mouth fall open and huffed as she worked over Seen's cock. The other girls watch in horror.

In less than twenty seconds, the tingle in Seen's cock head appeared at the base of his cock as well. Seen began to breathe harder, and Iris nodded in response, any lingering doubt of her victory now gone. She humped Seen's cock even faster. She sighed with lidded eyes and an open mouth smile, giving no sign of pain. Her pussy took his bizarre size effortlessly, but was still strong enough to squeeze it. Not only would three grand be hers, but also the chance to shove it in Misty's face for once, instead of the other way around.

"No! You can't!" Misty cried.

"I can! And I will!" Iris growled back.

Pressure climbed Seen's urethra as his cockhead tingled and tickled harder and harder. Warmth spread through his pelvis as wonderful crawling feelings spread through his legs, forcing him to curl his toes. The heat engulfed Seen's cock, and he let his eyes close as he spurted a hot rope into Iris's pussy. Second after second, he squirted more streams of cum inside Iris, until her dainty little cunt couldn't take any more, and it spilled out the sides, running down Seen's cock and over his hand.

Seen's orgasm faded, and he opened his eyes to Iris looking down at him with a frightened gawk. She lowered her head to Seen's.

"Am I really old enough to get pregnant?" Iris whispered.

"Maybe," Seen whispered back. "Some ten year olds can, some can't. I wouldn't know."

"It's okay," Iris whispered. "Daddy can get me a morning-after pill. He can get me anything."

The watch beeped, making Iris flinch. Once she knew what she heard, she jumped up, turned around, and raised triumphant fists into the air and her face beamed with a smile.

"I win!" Iris shouted. "Three thousand in my pocket! What?"

Misty, May, and Dawn all pointed between Irises legs with disgusted frowns.

"You're dripping his... stuff!" May shouted.

Iris looked down and saw she was indeed dripping Seen's cum from her pussy, down her legs and back onto his crotch. She blinked, cocked her head, and then grasped her coat lapels and screamed. She hobbled forward and reached down to grab Dawn's skirt and wipe between her legs.

"Hey! That's mine!" Dawn shouted.

Iris sat cross legged with the skirt stuffed against her pussy and sighed. "Sorry. You can wear mine."

Seen sat up and glared at Iris. She couldn't have been freaked out by cum dripping from her pussy. She hesitated before screaming. That show couldn't have been genuine. That told Seen that Iris, unlike the others, had indeed had sex with a penis before. But her concern over getting pregnant told him she didn't. Did she? Was she a? Seen didn't get to finish the thought.

Misty dropped her head into her hand. "Go back to your peasant's resort," she groaned.

Seen stood and pulled his boxers and pants back up. "Don't you want to know how I got such a big dick?"

Misty shrugged. "Some guys are just born lucky."

"I promise you, I'm not one of them," Seen replied. "No human being's ever been born with a dick and balls the size of mine. I did this to myself."

Misty snorted and put her hands on her hips. "How's that possible?"

"It's simple really," Seen answered. "It only works while you're still growing, but if you have sex with Dittos for enough years, then they can change your shape!"

Iris sat up straight. Misty, May, and Dawn covered their mouths as their eyes beamed in fright and shock.

Seen laughed and folded his arms. "And it wasn't just Dittos either. I fuck all kinds of Pokémon, both female and male! I've fucked Infernapes, Arcanines, Dratinis, Absols, Feraligatrs, a Dragonair, a Zoroark, a Laprass, a Milotic, a Garchomp, a Tropius--my brother's Nidoking practically begs me to give it to him up the ass. Then there are some really crazy ones. I've had a Mawhile suck my dick with its mouth horns. I've fucked a Skarmory up the cloaca. And I've even blown my load inside a Skolipede's ovipositor! And let me tell you, no human has ever given me better sex than a Pokémon... any Pokémon!"

Seen grinned ear to ear, for as soon as he finished speaking, Misty, May, and Dawn screamed at the top of their lungs. Iris looked at them for a moment before screaming herself. Seen raised an eyebrow. Iris hesitated again, and she was the one he cummed into! So she did. So she was. And she was hiding it from the others.

The girls stopped screaming and reached down for whatever garment they could grab off the floor, rubbing their mounds raw while jumping up and down and screaming ewe! over and over again.

"I told you I already got you back," Seen said.

May dropped the white panties she held and stomped up to Seen, clutching his schedule book in her hand so tight that her fingers turned red. Seen stiffened as she flapped it at him. His face drained of blood. The hair on his neck stood up. His spine chilled. And he felt nauseous. He forgot about that! He was fucked for sure this time.

"That's it!" May screamed. "I'm making copies of this for sure now! And I'm posting them everywhere! And I'm giving them to everyone, everywhere!"

In an instant, Seen's terror turned into uncontrollable, hysterical laughter. Everything they did to him backfired in their faces, and they hadn't even made copies of the book they blackmailed him with! Every idiot knows to make copies before you blackmail. As young and naive as these girls were, Seen understood then how they wouldn't notice the signs Iris gave.

Seen swiped the schedule book from May's hand. "Sorry, but this isn't going anywhere."

"No fare!" May cried. "Give it back!"

May jumped up and grabbed Seen's arms, who held her dangling in the air. As she kicked him in the chest, Seen held the schedule book above his head until he found Misty's dog-eared page. He tore out the page, crumpled it, dropped it into his mouth, and swallowed. They could use nothing else against him. No other page mentioned nor implied anything to do with poképhilia. He dropped it onto the floor.

May let go of Seen's arms, fell onto her butt, and started sobbing.

"We're telling daddy all about this!" Misty shouted. "And we're telling all of our moms too!"

"You're all half-sisters?" Seen asked.

Misty shook her head. "You'll get arrested for child molesting!"

"That would explain Iris. Anywho, I don't think you should do that. Whether they believe you or not, you'll get expelled from this school for saying it. So go ahead and try to ruin my life if you don't care about ruining yours too."

Misty grabbed her pigtail in both hands and screamed again. "How could you have sex with a Pokémon?! You're supposed to be rich!"

Seen shrugged. He wouldn't tell them that his poképhile clients were actually rich, and had to be. Let them wallow in the delusion that only beggareds were poképhiles, at least for now. They deserved it.

--7--

The clatter of rolling dice shook Seen out of his flashback. He looked across the red carpet floors to see the Snyder sisters, or half-sisters, eight months older, one birthday later, taller, a smidge fuller, and out of their school uniforms. Misty wore a yellow minishirt and blue jean hot pants with red suspender straps, May a red bandana, red polo shirt, and white miniskirt over black shorts, Dawn a white beanie, red scarf, and a black and pink mini dress, and Iris a loose fitting khaki tunic and calf-length leggings with pink sash.

They sat on red-leather dining chairs at the glass dining table, the napkins and decor carelessly swept off onto the floor. They passed bills back and forth between each other while taking turns rolling dice several times each.

"They're playing craps... like pros too," Seen whispered to himself. "Zane must be even more shameless than I am. And with him running the show, how the fuck do I get out of this situation? Iris. She's the key." Seen looked toward the red metal armchair near the port window across from him, at the Abra that slept there. "And why's he here? Makes no damn sense." Seen smirked. "But as long as he is, maybe, if I play my cards right, I could end up owning them."

Seen turned around to the other port window behind him. He leaned against the wood paneled wall and looked out, and down over west shores of Fuschia city bellow him. Next stop, Kanto.

--8--

Seen grunted as he shoved his cock hard against Iris's cervix. The dull throb in his pelvis emptied into his cock and he huffed as warm pleasure climbed his urethra and washed over his cock head. He hosed Iris's insides with a steady stream of scalding cum for almost two seconds before he began spurting it. He filled Iris so much that sheets of seed fell to the ground from Iris's mound. Strangely, he laughed.

Iris turned her head. "What the hell's so funny?"

Seen tightened his bear hug around Iris and squeezed her breasts one more time. He laid his head on her shoulder. "The way you always say you took my whole cock back then."

Iris huffed. "That's what I did!"

Scene laughed again. "You're not taking more than three quarters of me right now, Mrs. world's greatest natural female size queen."

"You really have to ruin my fantasies, don't you?" Iris said. "And what makes you think your memory's better than mine?"

"Three point one four one five nine two six five three five nine seven nine three two three four six two six four three three three two seven nine five zero two four one nine seven one six nine three nine nine three seven five one zero five two zero nine seven four nine--"

"Shut up!" Iris giggled

"That's fifty-three digits Iris. I can go on for at least another eighty," Seen said.

"Haxorus isn't impressed," Iris said.

"Well, I guess not all pies are created equal," Seen said.

Indeed, Haxorus wasn't impressed. He wasn't even paying attention. His head had fallen back and his eyes were closed as he wrapped his arms around Iris's chest from behind. With Haxorus panted as he pumped his more manageable member into Iris's asshole. The sensation made Iris giggle, as its tip uncurled into a flat flare when he thrust inwards.

Seen pulled his quickly softening cock from Iris's mound. He stepped aside, allowing Iris's hair to fall from over his shoulder and back against her. It covered the sight of Seen's cum still leaking out of her. Oddly, Seen wasn't interested in seeing it. He leaned back against the far wall, yawned, and stretched his arms.

Iris giggled again as Haxorus grunted. His pasty seed slowly squeezed out of his clenched member to coat Iris's rectum in what felt like warm putty. He wriggled his haunches to pull his cock from her ass and laid down in the shower. Iris sat down cross-legged and Haxorus laid his head in her lap. They both continued to enjoy the hot water spraying them from both sides.

"I'm going to go check on Dawn," Seen said.