How bad can 1 day be?

You throw a glance towards the entrance to Mt. Moon before looking back to Jack, naked sitting on the ground. You spent your whole life being tormented by Blue, how bad could one more day be? You gulp, swallowing your pride, “Let her go and you can have me for the day.”

“Amber, no,” Jack says, looking surprised at your answer.

“Oh, this will be fun,” Blue smiles picking up and throwing Jack’s discarded clothes.

Jack pauses holding her clothes. “Just go. I’ll be fine. I’ll catch up later,” you console her. She throws her clothes on, they have been ripped and stretched revealing more than intended. You watch as she runs off towards the Pokecenter.

“Strip,” Blue issues the single word command. Well here goes nothing. You take off your clothes and shove them into your bag. “These turned out great,” he says pulling on your pierced nipples. “And I see you listened to my advice here,” he cups your shaved mound sending shivers down your spine.

Your cheeks blush realizing how much of your naked appearance is dictated by your childhood bully. Your hands move to cover your intimate areas, but are slapped away by Blue. He takes a second to look at his phone before turning it to you, “There we go 24 hour timer set.” You watch the seconds tick down, 23:59:50, 49, 48, 47. “Well first things first you’ll need to finish off what your girlfriend started.” Blue forces you to your knees, his still hard cock slapping against your cheeks.

You can already tell it’s going to be a long day. The tip of his penis presses against your lips forcing its way into your mouth. The memory of your first loss surfaces, filling your mind with imagery of Blue’s rough treatment. But it doesn’t take long before those memories become reality all over again, as Blue takes hold of your hair guiding your head down his shaft. You instinctively pull away as his cock pokes at the back of your throat setting off your gag reflex. Blue doesn’t relent forcing his dick down your throat, your nose pressing against his groin. He holds you in place, you can’t breathe around his member. You cough and sputter, pushing against Blue your body trying to remove the obstruction.

Just as you start to feel like you truly can’t survive any longer Blue finally pulls you off. You take in a few deep breaths before Blue plunges his way back into your mouth. He starts thrusting in and out of your mouth. Using your head as his personal fuck toy. His pace builds, occasionally pausing at the base but never for nearly as long as before. “Damn you’re so much better at this than that other cum dumpster.”

“Mmmmrrrnnnhh,” you try to curse Blue for his treatment of Jack, but they only come out as moans and groans around his hard cock.

He pulls out of your mouth entirely letting go of your hair in the process. “Open wide,” he commands as he starts to stroke his own cock. “And don’t swallow til I say so.” He gives a serious look down at you with that last command. “Unnngh,” he grunts before letting loose a jet of semen into your waiting mouth. You can taste his salty seed as it fills your mouth coating your tongue. After several more streaks of cum fill your mouth, you hold the large load in your mouth waiting for Blue to tell you to swallow.

He pulls out his phone taking several photos of you with your mouth full. Surely now he’ll tell you to swallow. He puts his phone away, before leaning in close. “Don’t you dare swallow or spill any of my precious sperm until I explicitly tell you to. Now close your mouth and follow me.” You grab your bag and follow Blue to the Pokecenter outside of Mt. Moon.

When you enter the Pokecenter you look around to see everyone staring at your naked form. “Sign in,” he points at the PC in the corner. You raise an eyebrow to ask why, since you can’t actually talk without losing his salty specimen. “I’m going to deposit your bag for the day.” That makes sense, and it will guarantee the safety of your belongings. You quickly log on to the PC and Blue takes your place in front of the computer. You watch over his shoulder as he places your bag and its contents in your storage space. Hopefully your mom won’t question that too much.

Then Blue moves to looking through your wardrobe. He looks through your underwear folder pulling out a tiny yellow thong you had forgotten all about. He tosses it at you before resuming his search through your catalog of belongings. You pull them on assuming he wants you to put it on. You look around still holding Blue’s load in your mouth. The place is full of men watching the two of you from every corner. Across the way you watch one man set up a compact merchant stand with a large gumball machine full of pokeballs.

“Get a random fish for only 500PD,” the man calls out after finishing his set up. Blue hands you a shirt. You pull it on looking down to see that the top is completely mesh allowing everything to still be seen. You watch a couple guys take the man up on his offer, paying to turn the crank to recieve their own random fish. They all let their new pokemon out of their balls to reveal each and every one of them had got a Magikarp.

“Hey, what’s the big idea?” “Are all of them just Magikarp?” The crowd seems to be growing angry with the man.

“Now now, yes a lot of the prizes in the pool are Magikarp but that should be expected, I would have to charge a lot more if everything in there were rare pokemon. But I assure you that there are several top prizes within, including some Krabby, Qwilfish, and even a Dratini and more.” The crowd still seems skeptical as fewer people pay to turn the crank.

“What is going on over there?” Blue asks, handing you a tiny black choker necklace. You open your mouth showing him that you are still holding his cum. “Oh yea,” he laughs, “fine you can swallow now.” Finally. You take a big gulp swallowing his load in one fluid motion.

“This guy is selling random fish pokemon for 500PD,” you answer Blue’s inquiry after clearing your mouth of his sperm. “But it looks like they might all be Magikarp.”

“Hmm sounds interesting,” he moves to cross the room, “Follow me.” You put on the choker as you approach the fish salesman.