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Chapter 16 by Shadowmage Shadowmage

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The Battle

“Charmander! Ember!” You yelled, trying to hide the shaking in your voice.

Charmander stood strong and let loose a flurry of embers at the hovering Crobat.

The Crobat didn’t react.

The man chucked.

“Crobat, wing attack,” he ordered in a bored tone.

The Crobat quickly struck Charmander with one of its wings, sending the Pokemon flying across the clearing and crashing into a tree.

“Crunch.” He ordered.

The Crobat swiftly flew towards Charmander, its teeth bared.

“Charmander! Duck!” You screamed.

Crobat covered the distance in a second, but your order managed to reach Charmander in time. Ducking swiftly your Pokemon managed to avoid Crobat’s attack. Your jaw dropped when Crobat instead bit into the tree and was able to tear away half of the trunk.

“Ember!” You yelled. Charmander stood, once again hitting Crobat from behind with ember.

Again the Crobat barely reacted to Charmander’s attack.

The man exhaled, clearly irritated. “Wing attack.”

Crobat swung around in an instant and once again struck Charmander with its wing, sending him flying to your feet. A quick look told you he couldn’t battle anymore.

You gripped Eevee’s Pokeball. “Eevee, c’mon!” You yelled.

Crobat flapped its wings, letting itself float a little higher, staring down Eevee.

You took a deep breath to calm yourself. “Quick Attack,” you meekly muttered.

“Wing attack.”

Crobat raised its wing and swung at Eevee. Suddenly, Eevee took off from the spot, swiftly avoiding Crobat’s wing and slamming its body into Crobat.

Your eyes widened. “Quick attack, quick attack, quick attack!” you shouted in quick succession.

The pace kept up, Crobat swinging at Eevee and Eevee swiftly dodging each swipe with an attack.

Your heart sped up. You could do this.

The man’s composure broke. “Crobat! Use supersonic! Now!” He screamed.

Crobat, still taking hit after hit from Eevee opened its mouth and let out an ear piercing screech. Eevee froze just in time to be struck by Crobat’s wing.

Your heart sank.

The man took a few deep breaths, returning to his apathetic self. He ran a hand through his hair, fixing it all back once more.

“Now, on your knees.”

He approached you, undoing his pants and taking his cock out. Once he reached you he turned to face the tree as you got onto your knees and started stroking his cock, taking the head into your mouth as it grew harder.

One of the grunts approached. “What do we do now sir?”

He replied flatly, “Take a revive from the bag and go back to where I stationed you. Don’t make me solve another one of your problems again or I’ll make you live to regret it.”

The two meekly nodded and scrambled to their supplies and grabbed two revive before quickly leaving the clearing.

“You have talent you know,” the man started, “In Pokemon battles I mean, to be frank, your blowjob is subpar. Anyway, you’re a talented trainer, you faced off against my Crobat with two low-level Pokemon, one fresh from two battles, and performed admirably.”

Deciding to toy with him you reached across and squeezed his balls. He didn’t react.

“If your Pokemon were stronger than they were, and I don’t mean on the same level as Crobat, I just mean a little stronger you could have taken that fight. Keep up at this rate and your blowjob skills won’t have to improve. And work on that Charmander, it’s aggressive, not a bad trait just bond with it, if it’s loyal it’ll direct that aggression much better.”

You could hear buzzing.

“Here we are,” The man said, a hint of happiness in his voice. You saw what looked like eight or nine Beedrill flying above. One was green!?

The man undid his coat, retrieving another Pokeball from the belt, this one was strange, you’d never seen a purple Pokeball before…

He took a second, you could see what he was looking at but he was focused. He took a deep breath before hurling the Pokeball. Soon after he pulled out of your mouth and walked towards the tree. You turned to see the Beedrill fly away, the green one absent. The man picked up his Pokeball and headed back to you.

“I have to go now so let’s finish quickly,” he stated.

His hand gripped your hair and he started to thrust harshly in and out of your mouth. He kept up the treatment for minutes before pushing you back and releasing his load across your face.

He released your hair and you immediately wiped your eyes. When you looked up, he was gone.

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