Training!

At 6 in the morning, you are rudely woken up by your alarm clock. You try to silent the Dark Device by throwing a pillow at it but miss. Good news is that Bulbasaur manages to turn it off themselves, bad news is that your Bulbasaur starts to nudge you, spoiling any chance you had to fall back asleep. “All right, all right, I’m getting up.” You stand up and stretch as you work the stiffness out of your body. Bulbasaur is already bouncing about, full of energy. “Yeah, yeah, grass type, you wake up with the sun, you don’t have to rub it in.” You walk over to your dresser and grab a white tank top from your dresser. It barely covers your breasts, but it is too early, and your too lazy to look for something else. “Come on then Bulbasaur, let’s get you outside.” Bulbasaur dashes out of your bedroom while you slowly walk behind it. You consider putting on some pants to cover up your legs and panties, but decide it isn’t worth the effort. Who cares that you are wearing nothing but a pair of panties and a t-shirt. After all, you are just going to the back yard.

“Bulbasaur, INGRAIN!” Vine like roots come out of Bulbasaur as it roots itself in the ground, looking as content as, well as content as a grass type planted in the ground. You reach towards a nearby bucket and grab a berry and toss it, not towards Bulbasaur but in its general direction. You shout out the command “Vine Whip!” and Bulbasaur lashes out with a vine, catching the large berry in mid-flight and happily starts to eat it. You throw another berry in a different direction “Vine Whip!” Bulbasaur quickly catches that one as well, and you repeat the process.

Mom said that training a Pokémon involved more than just making them fight each other, it was about getting them used to answering your commands, improving their aim, reflexes, and fitness. So here you were, up with the sun, throwing berries at Bulbasaur. Seems your Mom was right though, because after a week of this Bulbasaur’s reactions have gotten faster, more precise, and more accurate. Madison insists there is a difference between accuracy and precision, you aren’t quite convinced yet. But the first day you did this Bulbasaur couldn’t even catch half of your throws, today Bulbasaur caught every single one. You aren’t going to argue with the results.

“Looks like your Bulbasaur has improved a lot.” You look behind you and see Madison, holding two cups of tea. “Here, you look like you could use a pick me up.” Your Mom hands you one of the mugs and you take a sip of the sweetened lavender tea. “A week ago, Bulbasaur was barely catching half, and now I don’t think it has missed a single one.” You don’t respond to your mother, instead, you take a sip of the warm tea and give a sigh of pleasure as you feel the warmth flowing through you, waking you up. You continue throwing berries for Bulbasaur to catch as you and Madison sit in silence, enjoying the cool morning air and the warm tea.

Madison eventually breaks the silence by asking “Are you ready to leave today?”

“I should be.”

“Have you finished packing? You remembered to pack extra cloths?”

“Yes mom”

“The potions?”

“Yes mom”

“The condoms?”

“YES MOM!”

“I’m just asking Amber! I know your journey got off to a rough start, but I want you to be prepared, and believe me it is better to have something and not need it and need it but not have it.” Madison takes a casual sip of the tea before continuing “Besides, I was 18 once and a Pokemon Trainer. There were times I easily went through a box of condoms in less than a month”

“MOM!”

“Now’s not the time to be prudish Amber. We need to discuss these things. Now part of this is my fault, I should have talked to you about this BEFORE you turned 18. But no use crying over spilt milk.” Madison takes a far too casual sip of her tea before continuing. “So, what do you do if a trainer challenges you and demands sex if they win?”

You throw another berry towards Bulbasaur. “I ask them what I am going to get if I win.”

“And?”

“and no matter what they offer, I say that is too little, and offer to give them a hand job.”

“That’s my girl, and what do you do if they get pushy?”

“Continue to negotiate.”

“And!?”

“AND always demand a condom.”

“That advice isn’t just for battles either. When you meet a boy during your travels and decide to hook up make sure to always use a condom. They won’t want to so you need to be persistent that if they need to wrap it if they want to tap it.”

“Mom!”

“Oh, lets not beat around the bush Amber. I hocked up with plenty of boys, and even a few girls, while I was a Trainer. How do you think I met you Father?”

“Well, you obviously didn’t follow your own advice.”

“Oh, I did, the condom just broke”

You freeze up for a second at your Mom’s last comment, before slowly giving her a mortified look. Madison simply continues to sip her tea as casually as if you two were discussing the weather instead of her sex life. You reach for another berry but discover that the bucket is now empty. Bulbasaur doesn’t seem to notice as it gorges itself on the pile of food in front of it.

Madison puts a hand onto your shoulder “Why don’t you go inside, take a quick shower and finish getting dressed. I’ll start some breakfast.”

You take the excuse to stop talking about your Mother’s youthful sexual adventures and head inside towards the bathroom. You quickly take off your panties and tank top and step into the shower, the cold shower. You shiver as the cold-water washes over your body, sending goose bumps across your skin. You would be using hot water, but SOMEONE turned off the hot water because you apparently need get used to bathing in cold water because ‘there are no showers in Viridian Forest’.

Even with the cold water though you were feeling, bothered. Mom’s discussions of her own experiences brought up memories of your own recent encounter. The cold made your nipples stand on end and as you lathered up your body with soap your hands drifted down to you lower lips. As you lathered up your labia your fingers brushed over your clit and teased your pussy lips. Already swollen and sensitive from the cold, the instant you touch your clit you give an involuntary gasp from the sensation. You slip a soapy finger inside and start to slowly rub your insides, stroking a fire inside your loins despite the coldness of the shower.

As your fingers start to move faster and faster, you move your other hand to your mouth, covering it so quite the involuntary moan that is starting to escape. You slide another finger into your pussy, curving the finger so that you can rub the roof of your insides in such a way to hit your G-Spot. When you do you feel a shock of pleasure surge through your body. You slide a third finger inside of yourself and start rubbing faster, and faster, and faster. You start to imagine a cock inside of you, thrusting in and out, in and out. Bringing you closer and closer to climax, you are so close, almost there….!!!!!

“Amber, stop masturbating and get out of the shower! Breakfast is ready!” Your Mom’s shout interrupts your fantasy, spoiling your release. Resigned that you aren’t going to get off right now you turn off the shower and start to dry yourself off. You put your panties and t-shirt back on and cover up with a bath robe for the extra warmth.

You step into the Kitchen and see that Madison has already set a plate of food and another hot cup of tea for you at the table. A growl in your stomach reminds you of just how hungry you are, and you quickly dig into the food. You both enjoy the silence as you quickly eat the food while Madison continues to sip from her cup of tea.

You finish your breakfast and start to clean up when Madison breaks the silence “So, your all set?”

“For the last time Mom, yes. I am all ready. Just need to get dressed and I will be off.”

"I just want you to be careful Amber."

"Don't worry Mom, I will." Especially after the disaster that was my first day. But I am not going to let that keep me down. I am going to become a Pokemon Master and my journey starts NOW!