Amber goes home

Minuets go by as you lie on the ground, holding onto Bulbasaur for comfort and crying your eyes out. Eventually you calm yourself down enough to start processing your situation “Ok girl, get a hold of yourself. You can’t just lie down here feeling sorry for yourself forever. You just lost a Pokemon battle, your first Pokemon battle, and got your brains fucked out.” As you remember the pounding Blue gave you one of your hands travels down to your lower lips. You gently touch your lower lips and gasp as your fingers touch your tender pussy. You gently put two fingers inside as you explore your insides, and feel globs of Blue’s cum. You start moving your fingers as you try to scoop Blue’s cum out of your cunt, but the stimulation causes a slight moan to escape your mouth as your fingers move inside of you.

Thoughts of getting as much of Blue’s cum out of you are soon forgotten as your fingers move in your pussy, the mixture of Blue’s cum and your love juices lubricating your pussy as you finger fuck yourself. As your pleasure raises you start to cry out “Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, FUCK!” A wave of pleasure crashing over your body as your scream “FUCK!!!” in pleasure, your insides contracting to milk the cock that isn’t there, leaving you with an empty feeling. Maybe you can catch up to Blue? Take him up on his offer to become his fuck buddy?

That thought brings you out of your lust induced stupor “What in the name of Arceus are you THINKING!” Slowly you manage to stand up, despite of the weakness you feel in your legs. “Blue is an asshole, he just **** you, he just came inside of you!” You look for your discarded clothing, thankfully finding nothing missing. “He has bullied you your entire life.” You pull up your panties which are quickly soaked in a combination of your own fluids and Blue’s cum as it drips out of your cunt. “Doesn’t matter how big, and thick, his cock is; Blue is an asshole!” As you continue to get dressed you continue to cry, your emotions a confused swirl of hatred, anger, despair, and arousal.

You fall to your knees, tears falling down your face as you cry. Bulbasaur climbs onto your lap and looks up at you, trying to comfort you. You wrap your arms around your Pokemon, glad to have something to grab onto “Thanks Bulbasaur. How about we get out of here? I still haven’t shown you off to my Mom yet.” Your Pokemon gives what you think is a happy growl in response and you manage to smile a little bit. “Ok then, lets go.”

You decide to not return Bulbasaur to their (is Bulbasaur a he, her, it, you aren’t sure) Pokeball. Instead, you hold your Pokemon in your arms as you walk back into town to your house. Bulabaur nuzzles its head against you, trying to comfort you. “Its ok, its gonna be ok. I just gotta get home and then…” You honestly don’t know what comes next, you just focus on the immediate task. “Yeah, just gotta get home, talk to Mom. She was a Pokemon Trainer, she’ll know what to do.”

You walk out of the wilderness into Pallet Town and towards your home. You ignore everyone around you as you remain focused on your destination, and of putting one foot in front of the other until you get home. Which is probably a good thing because it helps you to ignore the looks, stares, and comments of the other people as they gossip and whisper around you. You try to not think about how you look. Pallet Town is a small place, and everyone knew that you and Blue were getting your Pokemon today, and everyone knows what often (granted not always) happens when a girl loses to a boy in a Pokemon battle. It doesn’t take a genius for people to guess what probably happened to you. What did happen to you.

Thankfully It doesn’t’ take that long for you to reach home and you find yourself standing at the front door. “Ok Amber, you can do this.” You quickly knock on the front door and soon hear your mom’s footsteps.

“Just a minuet” You hear footsteps and soon the door is opened, and you see you Mother Madison. “Amber!” She gives you a big smile and a quick hug then looks at the Bulbasaur that you are carrying. “Oh, is this the Pokemon you picked? Well, isn’t this just the cutest little Bulbasaur ever.” She pets the Bulbasaur on the head. “What held you up? You left for Professor Oak’s hours ago? You almost missed lunch.” It is then that Madison’s smile starts to fade as she takes a closer look at you. She rubs a smudge of dirt off your face before putting on a **** smile. “Why don’t you go inside and take a shower? I will put on some tea. Ok sweetie?”

You silently nod as Madison takes Bulbasaur from your arms and places it down on the ground. You head towards the bathroom without saying a word. Once inside the bathroom you strip out of your dirty cloths and start the shower, setting the water as hot as you can stand it. You scrub away at your skin, washing off all off the sweat and dirt. You continue scrubbing away at your skin until it starts to feel raw. But no matter how much you scrub your skin you still feel dirty.

Eventually you give up on scrubbing your skin to and start trying to wash Blue’s cum out of your pussy. Despite your efforts you don’t manage to get much more out, most of his Cum seemed to either have already dripped out of your pussy, dirtying your panties, or was already deep inside your womb and out of reach.

You aren’t sure how long you stayed in the shower trying to wash yourself, but when the hot water ran out you resigned yourself that this was the best you could do. You turn off the water and start drying off when you notice that Mom had taken your dirty cloths and left some clean ones.

Dressed in clean cloths and showered you feel a little better. You walk towards the kitchen where you find your Mom still waiting for you, drinking a cup of tea while she feeds Bulbasaur some berries. She looks at you as you enter the Kitchen and gives you a smile “Feeling better?”

“A little bit, not much though.”

Madison stands up and walks over to you and wraps you in a big hug “Its ok Amber, its ok.” You thought you were all cried out but you feel the teers start coming again. “You will get through this and remember, no matter what happens, remember that I love you.”