Dealing with Side Effects

Relax, you tell yourself. The end of the day is near, just beat Kelly and get home. “Water pulse,” you command, grabbing your crotch trying to readjust to find some comfort.

Kelly has Kirlia teleport out of the way. You play her game, too focused on your cock to strategize. How do the boys do it? Your cock twitching with every thought as you watch the stunning blonde sway with each move. You take a deep breath, telling yourself to ignore her to focus on the battle.

You watch as Kirlia pops in and out of existence to dodge each pulse from your partner. That’s when you spot the pattern, this is why she’s already lost twice. Her battling is sloppy and predictable. Pulse, teleport, “Bite to your right!” Wartortle dives to his right, his maw snapping onto the Kirlia just as she reappears. At your command, he coats his tail in water slamming the aqua tail into the enemy, ending the battle.

“Amber of Pallet Town is the victor. Kelly of Saffron City is eliminated. 5 minutes will be afforded the sexual forfeit.”

The sexual forfeit. Your new cock shouting for you to take her. She’s staring at you, waiting for to release her, to say that you’re not going to claim the sexual forfeit. You had planned on rushing straight back to the room, straight back to Jack and Daisy. But a short 5 minute detour couldn’t hurt.

You unsnap your pants, Kelly stares with an open mouth. She obviously didn’t expect you to actually claim the forfeit, adding the public lesbian sex on top of her elimination from the Rookie Tournament preliminaries. You smile as her eyes bulge out of her head when your cock pops free of its prison. You are surprised a little yourself, you had obviously felt its size through your pants, but seeing it sticking out in front of you is a different sight altogether, it’s massive.

“But you, you’re but,” the blonde stumbles over her words looking from your cock to your chest. You wrap your fingers around your cock, stroking it. You’re used to the feeling of a cock in your hands, but the sensation of your hand on your cock causes you to shudder. You wave for her to come closer, grabbing the back of her head pulling her in for a kiss.

It feels odd being on the other side of the exchange, but Kelly knows the drill when you pull her hair down. She kneels in front of you, wrapping her own dainty fingers around your **** induced erection. You moan when she licks the tip. Is this how all boys feel, or is it just the Rx intensifying everything?

The more she takes into her mouth, the more you want, your hips instinctively thrusting forward eliciting gagging sounds from the defeated blonde. You don’t even realize your grip forcing her deeper, until you feel her hands slapping against your thigh. You snap out of it, releasing her head and she flies off your cock gasping and coughing for breaths.

You stare down at her, remembering all the times others have used you in this way. You feel a little bad, but the guilt is overshadowed by the throbbing need in your dick. You can see the expelled saliva soaking into her torn and tied shirt. You drop to your knees pulling the knot free, exposing the pert breasts beneath. You push her backwards. With her back against the ground, you tug at her pants. Your cock dripping with her saliva, you slap it against her newly exposed pussy. Her pants around her knees keep her legs together as you lean forward, pushing her legs towards her chest. You stroke yourself as you line up your cock with her entrance.

The both of you gasp as you slide into her. Your pelvis slams into her as you thrust forward. Your instincts taking over again as you thrust and rut, using your new cock to claim her as your own. Kelly moans out as your member spreads her inner walls, delving deep into her with each thrust. You bury yourself as you feel your cock throb. Each flex of your cock results in more and more of your cum into her depths. You sit back your cock sliding out of her, her pussy leaking your cum as she lays there for a moment.

“Thanks,” you say, patting her leg as you stand up. Your cock is already rehardening, the Rx obviously making your refractory shorter than normal. You struggle to tuck it back into your pants, before leaving the battle spot. Your phone buzzing to tell you that you’re done for the day.

You run into John, “Hey, did you catch her?” You stop to explain everything to him. About catching up to Ashley, her being part of Team Rocket, and the **** she slipped the lot of you. “I should have been there,” he hugs you tight.

“We didn’t know she would be a criminal. And plus you would’ve been eliminated from the tournament,” you say feeling his muscular arms envelope you. Your erection growing harder as you feel your cheek rest against his pecs. With your arousal growing, you desperately want to pull John into the nearby bathroom. But you really should get back to Jack and Daisy. . . but they are safe in the room, right? You readjust yourself again, still not used to the feeling in your pants. Your eyes dart between the door to the bathroom and the exit. What to do?