Training in Diglett's Cave

Wartortle shoots another stream of water at yet another Diglett. The Diglett is dazed before disappearing into the ground never to be seen again. You’ve been at this for nearly an hour. Every time you hurt a Diglett, it runs away only to be replaced by another. You attempted just throwing pokeballs but the full health pokemon were too strong to be captured. You had hoped that catching a ground type pokemon would help with your next battle against Surge. Unfortunately the Diglett don’t want to cooperate with your plans.

“You’ll never catch them like that. They’re pretty skittish due to trainers coming here after Surge’s gym,” someone talks behind you. You spin around to find Pewter City’s own Brock. He steps closer to you. “Hey, I recognize you. You won your badge in Pewter a few weeks ago. Angie, right?”

You’re shocked that he remembers you, or at least mostly remembers you. “Amber, actually.”

“Of course, Amber.” He grabs the amber necklace from your cleavage. You smile looking at the necklace Daisy gave you after beating Brock. “How does a rematch sound? Maybe after I can give you some tips to beat Surge.”

Well, you’ve beat him once. Half your team has a type advantage against his preferred typing. The memory of a diner waitress surfaces in your mind "If the stories other girls have told me are even half true, you might want to lose and let that hunky gym leader show you a good time." You gulp now staring at Brock’s muscular arms dripping with sweat under his dirty tank top. What has he been up to in this cave to be so dirty and sweaty? “Okay.”

“Perfect,” he says dropping his hold on your necklace, the resin fossil falls back into your cleavage. “Golem let’s roll.” You gulp now face to face with Brock’s strong looking partner.

Runt is your last pokemon standing. Brock’s Golem is still going strong rolling around the cave. His speed building once again as Tingle’s webbing starts to wear off. Runt does her best to dodge the charging rock, but she’s already taken a few hits and the damage is starting to slow her. You try your best to focus on guiding Runt, trying to avoid any further distractions from Brock’s muscles.

Runt yelps as the Golem hits her rear. “Runt come back,” you recall your partner, accepting your loss. Without the limits placed on him by the league, Brock’s true power shines through. There’s a reason gym leaders are considered the best in the region.

“You did better than I thought,” Brock compliments you as his partner finally comes to a stop next to him. Golem looks slightly hurt but looking at him you think he could probably beat your team all over again without going down. “Now for my prize.” He crosses the battlefield and guides you to your knees.

You can feel the rough rocky floor through your leggings. Brock unfastens his belt and his pants drop with a thud. His cock hanging half erect in your face. Even partially flaccid his cock looks large. You stroke his member feeling his cock warm in your hand. His sweaty musk wafting towards you. You feel his cock coming to life in your hand.

You take his cock in your mouth, tasting an earthiness mixing with his salty sweat. You feel Brock thrusting as his erection grows, plunging himself deeper into your mouth. You take more and more of his cock, feeling his engorged head pressing against the back of your throat. You pull back and as your lips are wrapped around his tip, his hand pulls you in again. Slamming his cock all the way into your mouth. Your throat bulging around his intrusion, your spit spewing around his cock as you gag, tears starting to roll down your cheeks as you’re held in place.

You catch a moments breath as he pulls you most of the way off his cock before you’re plunged deep onto his rock hard dick once again. Your gagging noises echo off the walls of Diglett’s Cave. You can feel your drool rolling into your cleavage after falling onto your chest.

He removes himself, slapping your face with his erection. His cockhead bouncing off your forehead while his balls rest against your chin. You try to catch your breath while your mouth is devoid of cock. His wet cock slides across your face as he takes a step back. He bends over grabbing your shirt and pulls it off, tossing it out of sight before doing the same with your sports bra. He pinches your pierced nipples. “Mmm, lovely,” he says taking one into his mouth sucking deeply. He pushes you over, forcing you onto your back. He grabs your waistband, pulling your leggings and panties down in one motion.

He reaches over to his pants. You look down at yourself and can see Brock’s dirty hand prints all over your body. You catch the glimpse of something in his hand, it looks like the boulder badge stuck between his fingers but when his hand spins you see the buttplug sticking from the back of his hand. He has a small bottle of lube in his other hand, he squeezes a droplet onto the metallic plug. Your breathing is still ragged from the throatfucking, as Brock lowers the toy to your behind. You feel yourself stretch around the plug as he slowly pushes it into your ass.

Now with your ass filled, he positions his cock to be ready to fill your pussy. You gasp as he buries his member within you, the filling sensation intensified by the buttplug. The sexual sounds bouncing around the cave walls. Brock thrusts into you over and over, his hands kneading your large breasts, teasing your pierced nipples. You can feel your own pleasure rising, before Brock grunts with a final slam. His cock twitching within you as his seed fills you. He holds himself inside of you for a second before pulling out, leaving you lying on the floor.

You watch as he stands up retrieving his clothes. “Hey, you were going to give me tips on beating Surge,” you call out remembering Brock’s words.

“Sure thing. So you’ll definitely want a ground type.”

You stare at the gym leader in disbelief as he fastens his belt. “Yea, I kind of figured that one out. I am in Diglett’s cave after all,” you motion around your surroundings.

“Chill, Abbie.” You feel a drop in your stomach as he gets your name wrong again. “There’s a little cove off the Rock Tunnel.” He pulls a piece of paper out of his pocket and starts doodling with a pen. “It’s easiest to get there from Lavender Town. But you should also be able to go down the river from Route 10. It is pretty covered from above but if you’re looking for it you might be able to fly in.” He hands you the piece of paper and you see a crudely drawn map through the caves of the Rock Tunnel. “The cove is great for swimming but in this little cavern you should find a good variety of ground pokemon that aren’t as skittish as these poor Diglett.” He points at the map. “And as for the actually battling Surge, you’ll want to end it fast don’t let him wear your team out. And if you show up early, I heard he’ll handicap himself to a single pokemon if you spend the day sucking off challengers, so there’s always that if you need the help.”

And with that he walks away, his shirt in his hand allowing you to admire his strong back as he leaves you naked and used on the cave floor. You stare at the map and decide it might be a better plan than chasing the Diglett around the cave. You stand up feeling Brock’s load dribble down your thigh, you reach back slowly removing the buttplug he left. You look it over and decide to keep it, you throw it in your bag as you gather your clothes to get dressed and head back to town. Brock mentioned the cove being perfect for swimming, and you can’t help but imagining Jack and Yuruki in tiny bikinis or John’s muscular body in a speedo. Maybe you should invite your friends to join you for the outing.