Scout the Cave

Kevlar town was a nice place, a reskinned version of my hometown, a few common activities people complaining about. Some guy wanted to get cucked by a Pokémon so he didn't have to but it did have a bike shop that was out of bikes, supply and demand and all that. I got a package of berries from the shop, and healed my Pokémon before heading north again.

 I looked to the sky, and muttered a silent curse to myself. I was hoping to make it through route two before sunset, or at least find a secluded spot to camp for the night. Going through the passage cave would be irritating, but it was vast enough I could probably hide in some secluded corner for the night, but why sleep on a pile of rocks when pokecenters have beds.

I made my way down the path. I didn't want to stay the night in the cave, but there were a few Pokémon i wanted to grab and train before I got to the Pokémon center.

I wanted a decent poison type, and I knew that Tonemy lived all over the caves in this region.

I still had Ursa in her ball, as we entered the cave, I didn't think there were any rock types, but better safe than sorry. Hira, with her boundless enthusiasm, sniffed and tore through the cave, stopping at every tunnel in the wall, tracking scents and upturning rocks.

“Don't wander too far please,” I called after her. She gave me what I perceived as a dismissive nicker. Infliction carried a lot in our conversation, that proved to be the most interesting aspect of it though.

I spared her the occasional glance, but mostly kept my eyes to the ceiling, Tonemy could fly after all. The cave proved to be an interesting change of pace from the forest. You could hear so much in the echoed chambers. The distant chitters of Tonemy as the echolocation bounced off the walls, mixed with occasional deep below of their evolution in the deep caverns. The rhythmic drilling of dunsparce and grozard through the cavern floor, pushing the cave ever deeper, and the clanging of Barewl having sex as their more metallic bodies banged against each other.

I enjoyed the different cacophony from the forest, at least until I heard a shriek. Hira, jumped before two talon hands scratched her, piercing her skin as the orange taloned hands grabbed her hips. She turned, only succeeding in dragging her attacker out of the ground.
The being was a bright orange, and covered in rock like scales along its back. Its face was adorable, with large black eyes and two tiny pointed ears above its head. His claws were tri tipped, and when he reared up, two long dicks, each about 9 inches. A grozard and a powerful looking one at that.

He let out a deep rumble before his tail wrapped around Hira’s waste, and he **** his tongue into her mouth. She moaned, before blasting a water beam into his mouth. As he flew back, I sent out Ursa, and in a flash she arrived.

“Use String Shot on his hands” I yell, and as I quickly grabbed one of the pokeballs on my belt. She does just that, one of his hands cocooned and unable to make another scratch. He whirled, his pupil a slit as he rapidly slithered toward us, malice radiating off him for taking his conquest away from him. That is until there was a smack as my Pokeball collided with his head. He blinked as the metal sphere clocked against his head before it sucked him in. The ball shook violently, before it clicked and lay still.
I ran over to my starter, who looked a little worse for wear, before returning her and making my way out of the cave, new pokeball in hand. This should prove interesting if nothing else.

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I went into the pokemon center, quickly going to the front desk.

“ Excuse me , ma’am” she looked up as I spoke.

“ Hello Mister Viran, how may I be of service today,” I Decided to not pay attention to her flouncing tits or those of her companion pokemons.

“ when can i reserve the ground type acclimation area, i have recently caught a rather aggressive Grozard,”

She nodded, “ Male Grozard will be searching for mates this time of year, and tend to come closer to the surface level caves. I take it you or your pokemon were attacked,” She raised her brow.

“Yes ma'am,” I nodded politely

“ There behind the trading rooms. It's a concrete room with a few drill marks. Just stay on the opposite of the glass until you make an agreement” She returned back to her healing machine

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I sent out Hira and Ursa, Hira giving me a bemused look as she sniffed the pokeball, though I noticed her hips quivering. I chuckled, and rubbed her head, “ You really are a masochist, huh”

She giggled and rubbed into my hand, and for a few seconds, and I enjoyed the cool touch of her skin against mine.

I gave her a final pat before turning around, and with a click I opened my new pokeball. The energy materialized followed by the hiss of mouth and of scales on concrete. He swirled his head looking decidedly confused before he turned around to face us. His eyes quickly went to Hira before flickering to Hira and Ursa, his pupil contracted before he whirled to face me, claws at the ready.

I spared a glance at Hira, asking her to translate what I was going to say to this brute.

“ Hello Grozard, My name is Viran,” I waited a minute for Hira to translate, and he growled back.

Now that he had calmed down, there was a glint in his eye, his gaze roamed over my female’s forms, but he spent a fair time sparcing over myself as well. What was behind those eyes, was decidedly Naughty.

“ I'm sorry I caught you, it was more of the spur of the moment type thing,” Hira translated, and he cocked his head slightly. That I could read, confusion, with a little bit of offense in there.

“ Not to say you aren't strong, the opposite actually,” I raised my hand placatingly. “ but it does bring me to my next point. I want you to come with us.”

“ He gave me a look, and after glancing at hira, she fumbled her hooves a bit before crossing them.

“ What's in it for him?” I asked Hira, she nodded. “ I am a male trainer, and not one that's particularly effeminate, so most of the pokemon i use will be female, you get plenty of “mating opportunities,” you can travel pretty much all over west Tandor, east when were done, and battle plenty of strong pokemon.”

He paused as Hira finished, and actually seemed to consider it. After a few moments of internal deliberation, he nodded.

“ You won't attack me if I let you out, will you,” he shook his head, now Grozard only had scratch to his name. It would really suck if he tried to attack me considering he was weak to water, but a lesson may be needed, not that I was too scared of the 3 foot snake.

He tentatively crawled outt, and I got a good look at him. His scales were a dusty orange, and his eyes were a light blue, unlike the brown of hira, or the black of Ursa. His tail ended in a spade, and his claws were positioned slightly outward, designed to help him tunnel.Were he stood out was his scales, or their composition, They were oddly radiated, pointed down and in to diffuse special attacks against him. The drawback of this was that his claws seemed to be blunted, lowering his attack.

I glanced at Hira, she growled, but kept her eye on him. I kneeled down and raised my hand. “ you won't regret this, “ Hira knickered something as he slithered out, and he raised his own talon and took my hand.