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The man who came through my door was an ace trainer, I could tell. There was something about the way they carried themselves with an easy confidence, or perhaps how they always kept several pokeballs strapped somewhere they could grab at a moment's notice. I couldn't put my finger on what the tell was, but I'd gotten particularly adept at picking them out. It was only natural, seeing as how so many of them came to have powerful pokemon bred here.

I was an ace too, of a sorts. Battling and training didn't interest me at all; I'd never attempted either. But I was well known for my skill at breeding pokemon. Whether it was for speed or power, beauty or grace, or even the whole package, I guaranteed results and I never failed to deliver.

The ace stepped up to the counter and unclipped a pokeball from the bandolier he had strapped around one shoulder. Setting it down between us, he gave me a hard stare. "A friend recommended you. You're a breeder, right?"

I nodded. "You bet. You provide the female, I'll take care of the rest to your exact specifications. Turnaround is usually quick but not always, especially for complex requests."

He gave me a curt nod and tapped the pokeball he'd pushed towards me. "Female Goodra right here. I need a strong one, fit for competitive battles."

I took the pokeball and produced a series of forms for the ace to sign for me. His name, contact information, waivers, the usual. He scanned them all briefly and went through, signing each one in turn.

"What do you do with the leftover eggs?" he asked as he went through them.

"We don't sell or trade them if that's what you're wondering," I told him. "Some are released into the wild. Most go up for adoption."

He shrugged, having apparently asked more out of curiosity than concern. This was the way with a lot of competitive trainers; they were really only concerned with results. Everything else was a secondary detail, and not their problem.

When he got to the final waiver, I stopped him. "This one's optional. If you want your breeding stock female back, you don't need to sign this. If you don't want her, this is a waiver that signs her over to us. We'll keep her and you just get the offspring."

He signed it without hesitation, and I felt a little bit of relief. The Goodra would end up in a good home.

Before the ace left, he gave me one last hard look. "What's the trick, anyway? Why's everyone recommend you?"

I collected the forms up off of the counter and smiled at him. "Trade secrets, my friend. I'll let you know when your hatchling is ready for pickup."

Once he'd left, I locked up for the day and took the pokeball he'd given me into the back room. Goodra was a new one for me, and I'd have been lying if I'd said I wasn't curious as to how it would go. I was more than curious, actually. I was actually pretty excited.

My 'trick,' as the ace had referred to it, was indeed a secret, and it was one nobody would have ever suspected. The trick was me. Not my skill or intellect as a breeder, although I had a good amount of both. What really gave me the edge was something I had inherently. My genes.

Yes, the bizarre truth was that I bred the pokemon personally.

Generally, pokemon could only breed with each other, and then only certain types. Strong parents led to strong offspring, and so usually high quality breeding was a long and convoluted affair.

But there were some extremely rare exceptions, and I happened to be one of them. Through some sort of unusually genetic qualities I possessed, I was capable of impregnating pokemon - and the offspring were of unusually high quality. Perhaps it was some freak accident of nature, or perhaps humans and pokemon weren't so far apart as humans would have liked to believe.

Or maybe the quality was more common than I thought. I'd discovered this trait by accident, as I'd been a pokephile my entire life. It wasn't until one of my pokemon had produced an egg that I'd realized it could have only come from me, and repeated... experiments... had proven my hypothesis.

So I'd done what any entrepreneur would have done and made a business out of it, and it was for that reason that the boner growing in my pants was both business and pleasure in equal parts.

But first things first. I had to meet the Goodra.

She seemed confused when she came out of her ball, which didn't surprise me; likely her previous owner hadn't bothered to explain anything to her. I also noticed he'd fitted her with a red collar around her neck. Despite this, she was very friendly. After I gave her a few minutes to acclimate to her surroundings, she was already holding out her arms and asking me for hugs. She was a real sweetheart.

If she was any example, Goodra definitely lived up to their names. Letting her wrap her arms around me and pull me tightly against her, I felt the sticky warm goo that coated her body seep right through my clothing. It was a good thing I didn't plan to be wearing them much longer, because they were ruined in an instant. Still, I let the affectionate Goodra cuddle me, and even tried to hug her back. Beneath that layer of slime, the pokemon's body was smooth and firm, and I rubbed my hands in small, sensual circles over her large hips.

After we'd cuddled for a bit, I decided that it was time to get down to business. Being in such close proximity with an adorable lady such as this Goodra had left my cock pretty stiff; I did enjoy my work, after all, and I could only imagine what it would be like to mate with such a messy partner. I broke away from the big dragon with some effort - it took a little bit of force to pull away from the sticky surface of her tummy - and told her that I wanted her to lie down on her side for me. She nodded with wide-eyed enthusiasm and flopped down with enough force that the furniture shook.

Sitting down beside her, I ran my hand along the curve of her body until I got to her hip. I whispered soothing things to her, telling her what a good girl she was, and a pretty girl. She scooted her big body closer to me and flicked her pudgy tail against the ground, sending thin slime splattering around where it landed. Moving slowly, I let my hand slide down her leg and lower body, until I was able to reach down between her legs and find the gentle swell of her slit.

The Goodra perked up, a look of open innocence in her great big eyes, when my fingers began to rub her labia. I ran them in little circles, and then from the top of her slit to the bottom. The slime was thicker here, and warmer, and I was happy to note that the more I played with her pussy, the more of it flowed out of her. When she began to move her big body in time with the movements of my hand, I upped the ante by slipping several fingers inside of her. She let out a quiet moan, and I felt a rush of slime shoot out of her and onto my hand.

Still fucking my fingers in and out of her, I reached towards my own pants and unbuckled them with my free hand. My cock sprung out, rock hard, and I pressed it against the Goodra's tummy. The thin layer of slime coated my shaft and made me cling to her as I thrust my hips and rubbed up and down her smooth purple body. She looked down between us and gazed and my penis with an intense curiosity.

Since I was in no particular hurry to get to the breeding itself, I decided to let her explore a little. I pulled away from her with more than a little difficulty and sat cross-legged in front of her with my cock sticking straight out. Keeping her eyes locked onto my prick, she rolled over onto her tummy. Her big tail swished slowly from side to side as she scooted closer, until her muzzle brushed against my tip. Reaching up, I gripped one of the big squishy back antennae that drooped down her back and urged her to come closer.

When my dick pushed against her mouth, her eyes tilted upward and she gave me a questioning look. Since she seemed to be the submissive type, I decided to take charge. I squeezed her fat antenna hard in my hand and ordered her to suck me. Still looking up at me with big, trusting eyes, she opened her mouth and let me push my cock inside, giving her a taste of her own slime as I did so. Her tongue felt wet and warm against my shaft as I slid up against it, and her saliva was thick - although less sticky than the slime that coated her body. The gooey dragon pokemon lay there obediently as I yanked her antenna and began to fuck her face. She stayed mostly still, letting me do most of the work and allowing me to take my pleasure with her, and didn't seem to object when I got a little rough. Soon I was practically pounding her face down all the way down to the hilt of my cock and then pulling out of her with each stroke, moving both her head and my hips simultaneously. Her eyes began to water and slimy drool flowed from her stuffed lips, running down her collared neck and dripping onto my lap in thick dollops.

The messy facefucking I was giving her combined with her total submission triggered something primal deep down inside of me, and I felt an orgasm coming on fast. I reached out and grabbed her other thick antenna, squeezing both of them hard in my fists and forcing her mouth all the way down on my cock. Her throat felt tight around my shaft, and I could feel the warm wetness of her tongue as it stuck out of her mouth and dripped saliva all over my balls. My dick throbbed once, and then the Goodra's eyes went wide as I began to dump my load straight down her throat and into her belly. Each time I pumped another thick spurt of cum into her, I pulled on her antennae dominantly.

More came, thick and fast, and finally I yanked her head back, depositing several salty blasts along her tongue and filling her mouth until white goo seeped from her lips. I shot the last of my load directly onto her face. Then, utterly spent, I let her go and sagged backward. Face covered with white cum, the Goodra panted, spilling cum and saliva all over the two of us, until finally she closed her mouth and swallowed what little she hadn't already let go to waste.

While she cleaned up - or rather, failed to - I tried to recompose myself. I rarely got so aggressive, and felt a little embarrassed, but there was something about very large pokemon submitting themselves to me that I had to admit really got me hot. The Goodra didn't seem to have minded the rough treatment, however. If anything, she'd enjoyed it. That was another thing that was good about bigger pokemon: I never had to hold anything back.

Now that we'd had our foreplay, I got down to business. First I stood and discarded all of my goo-covered clothing. Once fully naked, I told the Goodra to stay lying down like she was and walked around behind her. I grabbed her thick tail and pushed it out of the way, and was rewarded with a view of the pokemon's pussy. Her puffy labia were already parted with arousal, and copious amounts of thick juices flowed out of it and down her belly. I ran one finger along the outside of her slit, and she raised her ass up against me. There'd be a bit of a size difference, but nothing to be afraid of.

I let the Goodra's tail drape over my shoulder as I got into position behind her; it sat, thick and heavy, and dripped slime down my back. The tip of my dick nestled just between her labia, and I leaned forward, gripping the pokemon's round hips. Pushing myself in was easy; she was built for equipment much larger than mine, and the slime that flowed from her hole left her extremely lubricated. Her inner muscles were incredibly powerful, however, and once I'd pushed my entire length into her I felt them clamp down around me. I stifled a gasp at the surprising tightness and reminded myself that this dragon could crush me if she wanted to.

But she didn't want to. Paws braced on the floor in front of her, the Goodra turned her head around and looked back at me with those trusting eyes of hers. We made eye contact, and she pushed her rear back against my pelvis, soaking me with slimy goo. I felt the muscles of her pussy loosen and then contract around me again, as though her body were begging for me to release another load of sperm inside of her. I could hardly have turned down an invitation like that, even if she hadn't been left here specifically to be bred.

Digging my fingers into her big, round hips, I pulled away and then slammed my dick back into her. The sticky coating of goo covering her body made a wet sucking noise and squished between our bodies as they pressed together. It took some effort to pull myself away from her a second time, but soon I had a steady rhythm, thrusting my dick into her gooey backside and splattering myself with slime each time I did so. Her hole was like tight, messy heaven. It quivered with pleasure and practically gushed warm goo all over my dick when it forced its way in to the hilt.

I clung to the Goodra's backside and humped her with reckless abandon. Soon my chest was heaving from exertion, and my dick trembled inside of her. Her body was so slimy and wet, and yet so strong and unyielding. Leaning forward, I let one hand slide its way up her big body, straining to reach until I felt her red collar beneath my fingertips. I grabbed it and yanked back, hard. She barely moved at first; as fine a specimen of human as I was, she was much more powerful than I. After a second tug, however, she willingly submitted by craning back her long neck. I pulled on her collar and fucked my prick deep into her tight pussy and lost myself gazing into her sweet, innocent eyes.

I drove myself deep into her slimy depths, the head of my cock delving for her innermost spots. Thick slime spurted out of the Goodra's pussy and flowed down my legs, forced out each time my shaft forced itself in. I could feel her all over me; goo from her tail, goo from her loins, goo dripping from my arm as I grasped her collar. It dripped from her antennae and her paws and her belly, making a mess on the ground below us. I revelled in it and plowed her with all of my might, desperate to plant my seed deep inside of her willing body. My dick throbbed, milked by her intimate inner muscles, and suddenly I couldn't hold back any longer.

Grunting, I doubled the speed and force of my thrusts as I felt the unstoppable wave of pleasure emanating from my dick all through the rest of my body. My dick bulged inside of her, and then I was cumming. A massive wad of cum spewed forth, shooting deep into her slimy pussy, mixing with her own thick juices. I slammed my dick in to the hilt, held in there, then pulled back and slammed again, timing my movements to each spurt of seed that shot out of me. My potent spunk flooded the pokemon's fertile body, practically ensuring insemination. With her collar in my fist and her head and neck bent back, the Goodra's mouth fell open, and her body began to quiver beneath me as she joined me in orgasm.

I stayed locked inside of her long after my orgasm had faded, making sure that my semen was nicely bottled up inside of her. Then, when I was sure I'd knocked her up, I withdrew with some difficulty - our bodies clung together due to the slime stuck between us. When I did pull back and my dick slid out of her hole, it was followed by a river of thick, sticky liquids; mine and hers, mixed together. It dripped down her round abdomen and into the messy pool that had formed below us.

The breeding habits of pokemon were strange indeed, and I knew from experience that egg laying rarely took long. It was particularly quick in cases where the mates got along, and that had certainly been the case between me and this Goodra. Not even bothering to try to wipe myself off, I carefully urged her to roll onto her side. She gave me that same curious look and followed my directions without complaint.

Once she was on her side, I pushed one of her legs high up into the air and began to stroke her pussy with my hand. I coaxed her, telling her that she was a good girl, and that she should relax. She lay her head down on the floor and tried to do just that. Soon, I felt her labia spasm under my hand, as her inner muscles began to work. I stroked and rubbed her and whispered sweetly, and little by little her pussy began to spread wide. Looking between her lips, I could see the egg lodged deeply inside of her. Then, all of a sudden, her muscles contracted, and her pussy spread wide open as the egg popped out. A gush of her slime and my semen plopped out with it, and then the egg was in my hands.

The egg was heavy, warm, and sticky. I cradled it to my chest, then held it out to the Goodra and let her see the product of our interspecies coupling. She smiled back proudly at me. After sharing that moment, I took the egg over to my work table. Wiping it off with a towel, I carefully slipped it into a warming receptacle to speed along the hatching process.

Then I stood and turned back to the messy Goodra laid out on the floor. My dick was already rock hard again as I walked up to her and lifted her leg, this time placing the head of my cock against her entrance instead of my hand. The Goodra raised her leg higher, spreading herself for me and preparing for another fuck. I slammed my cock into her tight hole, the one that had just laid our egg, and began the process again.

As good as my genes were, it rarely took just one egg to produce a champion pokemon. Often times dozens would be needed. My dick speared deep into my Goodra lover's gooey pussy and throbbed with pleasure at the thought of it. I'd breed the submissive dragon as many times as it took... and probably wouldn't stop there. Her original trainer obviously hadn't given her the love and care she'd deserved, and since he didn't care what happened to her after this, I'd decided I'd keep her for my own. She was beautiful, and I'd treat her right.

The collar, however, would stay.

Hilting my dick inside of her again and letting loose another thick load of cum, I inseminated the submissive dragon girl a second time.