Chapter 8: Jynxed (Pokemon)
Synopsis: When a visiting trainer loses to Brock in a gym match, she makes a personal off the scenes arrangement to get her badge. Brock being Brock, of course he accepts.
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It was another day at the Pewter City Gym. There were always new and upcoming Pokemon trainers ready to prove their mettle. As leader of the gym, Brock was there to see if they had what it took to win a badge.
But for all his responsibilities, his duties were never the first and foremost thing in his mind. The guy was a wannabe casanova and could never resist a pretty face. And that little character flaw would hit him hard today.
A trainer came into the gym today. It was a woman. Brock being Brock, female trainers were the most troublesome type to deal with. He had dealt with lasses, beauties, shocking girls, ladies in suits, waitresses, and even a few hex maniacs. That last type was the worst in his experience, they were so weird and all about ghost types, but they were so hot too, and no matter how loose their robes were, they all tended to have really big tits and asses. It was always so hard for him.
But this trainer type was the worst. They tended to be the rarest if only because they tended to give up their Pokemon journeys early on. They still existed though, and now he had to deal with one of them too.
It was a bimbo trainer type. Long blonde hair, ridiculously tan skin and big glossy lips that lit up her face like an angel when she smiled, usually didn't wear much and this one was no exception, shorts that rode up her butt so much that her whole cheeks were sticking out, and the tight little tanktop which clung to her body rode up her midriff revealed her ample cleavage. All the other trainers at the gym had been staring at her.
No wonder she beat them... he thought to himself. No guy could focus surrounded by a beauty like that.
But as much as he had an appreciation for the female form, he would keep it professional. He had a duty to uphold as a gym leader. She would be tested the same as anyone else.
"Welcome to the Pewter City gym!" he said folding his arms to look tough. "I am the gym leader Brock!"
"Hi there!" she said, giggling. She sounded so cheerful and had that vapid look in her eyes which made her sound like she couldn't tell her left from her right. But it was making his focus waver. "So if I like, beat you, I'll get a gym badge, right?"
"That's um...that's right!" he said. There was so much from her to be distracted by, he needed to keep his composure already.
"Then I challenge you to battle!" she said, winking at him and whipped out a Pokeball. He almost blushed, but he kept his cool.
"Watch out boss, she only has one Pokemon, but it's a tough one!" said one of the guys.
"Quality over quantity, eh?" he said. He realized that came dangerously close to a flirt, he was already complimenting her when he hadn't even seen what she had to offer. He realized he needed to rein it in.
"Yup, she's my one and only favorite girl!" said the bimbo.
Girl? Does that mean...
Then she tossed out her Pokemon. He wasn't surprised when he saw it, it was a Jynx. He could never be sure what kind of weird thing these creatures were supposed to be, they weren't rodents like any of the Pikachu line, they weren't bugs, they weren't gigantic rock beasts, they weren't even weird like ghost and psychic types. They were humanoid, not fighting types like Sawk or Throh, but instead had surprisingly womanly figures, blonde hair and big lips. That weirded him out enough already, but he realized this one had a surprisingly built chest, he could even see it's cleavage. Next to this bimbo, he was starting to like it's appearance more than he was comfortable with.
"Um, Mr. Brock, where are your Pokemon?" the bimbo said.
He snapped back to reality. He realized he had been staring at the Jynx for far too long. It was posing suggestively and winking at him.
"Right! Here I go!" No longer just an inexperienced trainer in Gen I, Brock's newfangled lineup for the next generation was more than enough to trounce her Jynx.
"Jyyyynnnnxxx..." the creature said in it's deep female voice, sounding defeated and hurt, before fainting.
"Baby girl?" the bimbo said, kneeling at it's side. "No! This can't be! We came through so much together!"
Then she actually started crying. The rest of the guys looked around nervously. Brock himself was a bit flummoxed too. There were always types like these who didn't take to losing that well. It was never an easy thing for him.
Especially when it was coming from a pretty girl. "There, there, you just lost okay? I'm sure it's not that bad..."
"But I came all this way from my hometown to get a badge, and now I don't have one!" She cried even harder.
She was being really loud about it too. This girl was being a worst case scenario of not taking a loss well. Brock found himself speechless.
If he had been paying more attention, he would have seen that she wasn't crying a single tear.
"Hey, there's no need to feel down." When she didn't respond he said, "If it makes you feel any better, we can have a rematch tonight here at the gym."
The other trainers manning the place looked up. That was a bit of an unusual move for Brock, the only other time he had done it was with some kid from Pallet Town who got pity badges from every gym leader here in Kanto, and whose fully evolved Pokemon always left him in one way or another. And everyone there knew about his weakness with women.
She looked up at him, still putting up that crying act. "You really mean it?" she said in a pathetic sobbing voice.
He gave her a thumbs up. "Sure, why not?"
Her face immediately lit up with a smile. The change was so sudden that he was a bit alarmed. No sign of those tears on her face, but he was just glad to see that she was feeling better. But he did feel a bit alarmed at her sudden mood change.
Not that he had much time to reflect on it. Taking her Jynx in her Pokeball, she turned herself right around and walked right on out. In the back of his mind, Brock knew something was up. But all he could do was stare at her ass hanging out of her shorts, jiggling with every step she took.
Then she was out the doors. The other trainers there looked at him, wanting him to say something. He just swallowed a lump in his throat and looked away. But in the back of his mind, a dirty little thought said, Did I just fucking get a date with that girl?
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That night, Brock was waiting at the gym again. He had arrived as soon as the sky had begun to turn to that cool orange dusk, and he was the only one there. He had gotten the gym badge out in case she did win. On the surface, he was steeling himself for another Pokemon battle. He couldn't begin to imagine how it would go otherwise this time. She only had the one Jynx and she was pretty distraught after losing.
On the other hand, he had another reason for being here. He hoped she wasn't interested in a Pokemon battle and instead wanted something else. He never traded sexual favors for a gym badge before and part of him was feeling like a real piece of shit. The growing lump in his pants on the other hand didn't care one bit.
Then he saw the door open. A lightness hit his heart when he saw her, just as smiley and chirpy looking as she was before. Wearing the exact same thing as before, leaving nothing to the imagination. He just hoped not too many people were out and about getting ideas of why she was really here. But the bigger part of him was getting giddy too, hoping she was here for anything but a Pokemon battle.
That hunch would turn out to be correct. She waved at him and said, "Yoo-hoo! I hope I'm not too late or anything!"
"Nope, you're right on time..." he said.
"Good. Then can I do something else for a gym badge?"
His mind was swimming with naughty thoughts. "Like what?"
"Oh I don't know. I fuck your shit up and I get it by default." She was still smiling but there was a crafty intelligence in her eyes now where there wasn't before.
"Uh, fuck my shit up?"
"Yeah. I came here only to fuck your shit up."
For awhile, Brock hesitated. It wasn't professional, and even as much as a skirt chaser as he was, he was starting to get second thoughts. But a girl this hot didn't come around often and if he didn't take her up on that offer, he would regret it for the rest of his life.
He threw his belt of Pokeballs to the side, then crossed his arms like he was just readying himself for another prospective challenger, trying to put on a tough guy act. "Fine. Fuck my shit up."
She giggled and skipped along towards him, her tits bouncing with every step she took. His tough guy act wasn't convincing anyone and his face broke out into a dark smile. He held his hands out and embraced her, cupping her sweet bouncy ass. Her big lips in that lip gloss rubbing up on his felt like soft wet pillows and he loved it, kissing her right back.
While they were going at it, her big tits were pushing up on his chest. The combination of those lips on his, her soft full ass in his hands, and the way she was moving up on him, he was in heaven. He no longer felt any shame for abusing his position as a gym leader.
Embracing his dark desires, he pushed his tongue into her mouth and she giggled through their kiss at his overt forwardness. She gave it to him right back and wrapped her arms around the back of his neck. He responded in turn and still holding her ass, reached down to one of her legs and pulled it so that it was wound on his waist.
As they continued sucking face, the both of their bodies locked up, he pulled her even closer and started humping right back up on her. She pulled away from him and giggled at the pink stain on his lips from all her gloss smudged on his face. She wasn't much better, she really did look like a whore just then. She licked her lips. "Oh baby boy. If you want to do that, how about we skip ahead to the real thing?"
She felt the lump in his crotch. Losing the last of his restraint, Brock viciously pulled down her shirt. No surprise she wasn't wearing a bra and he wasted no time in getting crazy with her, sucking all over her titties. Her nipples were hard in his mouth and he took as much of the volume of her tits into his mouth as he could. He was sucking on them like an animal, using his teeth, his tongue, tasting every bit of them as he could. All the while she kept on fondling his junk, driving him even more wild.
As he was chomping down on her, she reached for her Pokeball and threw it to the side. Brock didn't even notice, not with the way he was going crazy on her. But he did hear it open up.
That got his attention. He looked up and saw it was that same Jynx. Now all healed up.
"Jyyynnnnxxxx..." it cooed seductively at him and even winked. It's eyes were half-lidded now, nothing like the vacant look it usually had.
He stepped back. His belt of Pokeballs was far away, too wide of a distance for him to get to. Suddenly he was afraid. "Wait, are you trying to rob me? Is that what you really meant by fuck my shit up?"
She giggled. "Oh if I wanted to rob you I would have done so long ago. No I just figured we can tag team you." She got down on her knees and played with her tits. "How about I use these on that dick while my baby girl sucks you off?"
He looked at the Jynx again. By now it was on it's knees and pursing it's full luscious lips. That Lovely Kiss move was brutal on so many Pokemon, enough to knock them out. He knew it had the same effect on humans, and he couldn't begin to imagine what would happen if he put his dick inside it's mouth.
But right now, he was looking at the humanoid Pokemon in a completely different light. Those full lips looked so nice, it's rack was jiggling as it posed for him, the glance in it's eyes was saying something else, and the bimbo's words seemed so enticing to him. He was feeling hornier and more open minded than ever.
Taking them up on the offer, he dropped his pants and shoved his cock right in between the bimbo's tits. They felt so good and she squeezed them around his shaft from the beginning to increase his pleasure. Before he could even begin to start pumping inside of her taters, the Jynx grabbed his prick sticking out the other end and turned it so that the cockhead was pointing at it's face.
Brock gasped the instant he felt those lips around his dick. At first he really did feel like he was going to faint. But whatever feelings of weakness he felt were replaced by a sudden new fire and then he was ramming his cock back and forth with a speed and power he hadn't felt since he was a small boy.
The bimbo wasn't just using her tits on him either. While he was pumping her hooters and stuffing her Jynx's face, she reached forth and caressed his balls, swinging back and forth with each thrust he made. Ever so slightly she prodded them with her nails that were either perfectly manicured or totally fake.
Brock was losing it at that point. He had only just begun to start and he already felt like he was at his limit. He didn't think he could go any faster but he did, sparing no thought of comfort for his two lovers, only giving it to them as hard as he could.
He was feeling great the whole time, those tits, that mouth, it was perfect. But when he came, the pressure built up so intensely inside his penis that it felt like it had exploded right off his body. He actually screamed in his climax, blasting his cum deep inside the Jynx's mouth. He weakly stumbled back and shot the rest of his cum all over the bimbo's face.
He fell down onto his back, he had no choice. He was just that exhausted. He looked up faintly to see the bimbo and her Jynx first licking his cum off each other's faces, and full on abandoning any pretense and full on making out with each other. His dick was tingling with happiness and that nut had to be one of the most intense if not the most intense orgasm he ever had in his whole life, but that sight alone was getting him hard again.
It hadn't escaped their notice. The Jynx pulled back and looked at it first. "Jynx! Jynx!" it said.
"Oh I know," said the bimbo. "I like it too. But I'll let you have this one first baby girl."
"Jynx..." it said coquettishly, waving it's hand playfully at it's trainer. In that instance the only thing that Brock could think was how similar the two of them looked. Then it moved closer to Brock. Hiking up it's long skirt, it moved itself over his crotch.
He knew what was going to happen. But nothing could have prepared him for how tight and wet her pussy was on his dick. He gasped, even after that nut, he felt like a boy who had yet to even play with his penis yet. Watching it and the bimbo trainer make out was enough to get him stiff but this kind of pleasure was something else altogether, he felt fresh and horny all over again.
"Jynx! Jynx!" Their own name was the only sounds Pokemon could ever make but he understood the meaning, those were moans like a porn star, and she rode him hard. He pumped right back into the Pokemon, grunting hard with every thrust. He had no more reservations after that point.
While the creature was getting fucked, she leaned forward so their faces were only inches apart. He puckered up and kissed her on the lips, fearing no consequences at that point. Her lips felt so good, they the same as that bimbo trainer's mouth. His head felt woozy but he wasn't feeling the need to fall asleep anytime soon, the heat in his dick was just too strong. Instead he pushed his tongue into her mouth and hers felt just as good, the both of them stirring up against each other.
His cock was still driving deep inside her cunt. Whatever weakness he felt from her lips on his, it was nothing compared to the fire in his belly and he continued stuffing her twat. While they were going at it, he pulled down the front of her suit and fondled her big naked tits underneath. Eventually she couldn't take it anymore and had to throw her head back to squeal from the intensity of his dick inside her. With her clearly on the defensive, he only rammed her even harder.
Just like last time, his next orgasm took him out of nowhere, his dick throbbing wildly out of his control before he blew a thick load of cream deep in her pussy. She screamed a sound nothing like it's name, instead sounding like a whore deep in want. That wail was one thing but the feeling of her pussy on his pecker in response to his nut was another, and he was altogether too satisfied.
She lazily fell off his lap to the side, resting weakly. When he looked up, he saw the bimbo had turned around. She was leaning forward so that her ass was sticking up in the air and she looked back at him smiling sweetly enough. But the way she was wiggling her booty was anything but innocent.
Standing up, he moved on over to her and grabbing her hips, shoved his cock right inside of her asshole. She made an inhuman sound at their joining, filled with wanton glee. He was stuffing her anal cavity from the beginning, showing no mercy after not only that threeway earlier but also fucking a Pokemon for the first time.
She wasn't lacking in energy either. She was moving her butt back on his hips hard with every thrust he gave to her. Leaning forward, he started licking all over her back, savoring the taste of her skin. Not content to merely slobber all over her while he was fucking her anal cunt, he reached down and found her pussy. He didn't just dig his fingers deep inside of her twat, he also started thumbing her clit.
It was unlike any other pussy he had ever touched. A stray thought occurred to him that it felt oddly like the Jynx's cunt he had just fucked, but he only had it for a second in his mind and then it was gone. He was focused on something far more important.
Eventually she couldn't take it anymore. Her head leaned forward, hanging over limply while her pussy got tighter on his fingers. He couldn't see her face anymore but her tongue was hanging out limply while he stuffed her rectum. Still fingering her twat, he started feeling all over her tits too, pinching her nipples, slapping her tits, he wanted to punish this dumb bimbo as much as he could.
He felt the energy building inside his dick before he even realized it. He couldn't fathom it, why he was always suddenly brought to the limit this, but he didn't care, he was going to cum again and that was all that mattered. Pushing himself all the way to the end of her asshole, he burst again, his nut just as strong as before.
Her whole body jumped up. Already in the throes of his own climax, the feeling of her quaking like that felt even better on his dick after cumming so hard, it felt like he had another little small orgasm on top of the one he was already having. But for how hard he had given it to her, it was also to finally break him and before he knew it, he effortlessly fell right out of her asshole, falling back hard on the floor under him.
Then they were both standing up. He couldn't tell what happened next, even in his current blazed over state of mind, he knew that something was up. But he could swear the bimbo was making all kinds of weird noises not unlike the Pokemon, and they were even pointing at him and laughing. They were talking again, and there was nothing resembling human speech anymore. Then he fainted.
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When he woke up, it was just beginning to get light through the building. Quickly realizing what happened, he got up and pulled his pants up. Looking around, he was thankful that there was nobody else there. But when he looked down, he saw the spare gym badge he had for her was gone. So she was genuine after all. Still didn't explain what that last bit was about though.
He looked at his face in the mirror. His eyes almost opened wide when he saw his reflection. There were kiss marks all over his face. Clearly after he fainted, that trainer and her Jynx had left him something to remember them by. He got stiff just looking at himself and whipped his penis out to go to town to himself only on closer reflection, seeing a whole bunch of kiss marks on his cock too. He remembered everything that had went down, and wished he had at least gotten her number. Not that that was really necessary considering how things would be for the indefinite future.
Bimbo trainer types were one of the rarest Pokemon trainers for someone to encounter. But after that incident, there was a steady influx of them wandering Kanto, Johto, everywhere. His gym got the most of them, always having Jynx as their primary Pokemon if not their only one. No matter how many times they lost too, they were always eager to do everything they could to get themselves a gym badge. And even when they won, they would still insist on thanking him behind closed doors for giving him the badge at all. The funny thing was that as soon as the deed was done, they always stopped using anything resembling human speech and spoke inhuman amounts of gibberish. At the same time, he was always so fucked up that he always fainted soon afterwards. So he could never figure out if he was just hearing things.
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