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"Go, Growlithe! Go Graveler!" It was just Hannah's luck that her first Pokémon battle after having to sit out for a year had her staring down the barrel of two of her bugs' worst nightmares: fire and rocks. Hannah was always better at theory and strategy than actual application, but even she couldn't resist the urge to test herself.
"Cordyceps, Morpho, standby." Hannah wasn't trying to win 'cool-points' with her old friend group. She just mimicked some of the stuff her father would say back in his training days. She could tell by the oohs and aahs coming from the group of girls watching that she looked rather professional. Cordyceps, her Parasect, and her newest specimen, Morpho the Venomoth, obediently awaited their orders.
"Wohoo! I want a good clean fight! Ashley's Growlithe and Graveler vs. Hannah's Parasect and Venomoth!" Janice took it upon herself to be the battle's referee. "Any Pokémon unable to battle or that get knocked out of the square are considered out!" Janice made reference to a square crudely marked in the grass with rocks and sticks, not perfectly square, but large and clear enough to suit their purposes. "Last Pokémon standing wins! Let's go Go GO! Let the battle begin!"
Ashley didn't waste a single moment. "Growlithe, use Ember on Parasect! Graveler, use Rock Throw on Venomoth!" The Growlithe took a low stance readying its breath to spout flames at the Parasect who had already begun scuttling about erratically. Graveler likewise readied a stone in each of its four arms to toss into the air at its flying target. The Venomoth in response took an eccentric flight path, staying far enough in the air to just barely dodge the barrage of stones. Hannah didn't give a single order, but her bugs were already doing their best to defend themselves. Growlithe and Graveler continued their assault to little avail. Though not fast by any means Parasect and Venomoth's unpredictable movement made them difficult targets. "Growlithe, Graveler, use Tackle to get in close!" Ashley switched up her tactics, Parasect wasn't nearly fast enough to dodge Growlithe up close, much less the both of them. Ashley's Pokémon made a mad dash toward Parasect at their top speed, but as they got closer, their pace slowed down to a crawl until they were both walking leisurely and non-threateningly towards the Parasect. "Growlithe? Graveler, what are you guys doing? Use Tackle!" Ashley cried out, but her Pokémon did not obey. Not until it was too late did Ashley notice the weird powdery substance coming out of the cap of Parasect's mushroom. The moment her Pokémon stepped in it, it was almost as if they couldn't hear her at all.
"Roll over." Hannah finally began giving orders, only to say words that didn't correspond to any move anyone had heard of before. Parasect dutifully flipped itself on its back, intending to go the full way, but thwarted by its shape. Venomoth did a little barrel roll in midair, loosing some of the scales on its wings. To Ashley's horror, Growlithe and Graveler both began to roll over onto their backs and then around to their feet again. Before she could even think to ask why her Pokémon were obeying her opponent instead of her, Hannah was already pressing her advantage, issuing more commands to Pokémon who shouldn't be heeding her words. "Turn around and run!" Hannah uttered. Parasect's little legs scuttled in the air as it tried and failed to obey from on its back, but Growlithe and Graveler successfully made their way as fast as they could back in Ashley's direction. Growlithe sped past Ashley, dashing right out of the battle square and disqualifying itself. Graveler, slow runner that it was, came back to its senses before realizing it had undone all of the effort to get close to the Parasect in the first place.
"Graveler, use Rock Throw on Parasect while he's down!" Ashley was in no mood to give up. She wouldn't make the same mistake of trying to close that distance again, and she could still turn this battle around if she could land a clean attack. The Graveler turned around after a moment of realizing where it had ended up and loaded its hands full of four more rocks to throw at the helpless Parasect.
"Perch" Hannah commanded the Venomoth who fluttered lazily towards the hostile Graveler. Normally this was a recipe for disaster, and in truth the Graveler was a moment away from making an executive decision to attack the Venomoth. Graveler wound its arm up to throw a rock with all its might only for it to lock up immediately. The moment Venomoth landed atop Graveler, it was powerless to move its body. "Janice? Do you want to call the match?"
"Call the match?" Ashley protested. "My Graveler can still fight!" is what Ashley said, but upon taking another look at the state of the battle, Graveler's body was completely locked up and unable to move. Her confidence in her Graveler's ability to fight wavered not long after she spoke.
Janice wasn't even sure what she just watched. She always knew Hannah was a genius when it came to Bug Pokémon, and she did happen to catch the odd training session here and there, but nothing prepared Janice for the kind of Pokémon battle she'd just seen. Hannah's request to call the match broke her out of her dazzled state of mind and, surely enough, Growlithe was sat completely still outside of the bounds of their makeshift ring, and Graveler may as well have been a stone for as much as it could move its body. "Graveler is no longer able to battle, and Growlithe is disqualified due to ring out! This battle's winner is Hannah!" Janice rushed over and lifted Hannah's arm into the air in a show of victory. The audience of girls, old friends of hers from Pallet Town who should have had a years' worth of experience over her evidently saw her match as impressive enough to warrant a round of applause. Even Ashley had to clap in acceptance of defeat.
"Uh... Thanks?" Hannah had no clue how to respond to all of this attention as she was suddenly surrounded on all sides by trainers begging to know how she did that with bug types, of all things. Escape would not be so soon in the coming, and it wouldn't be until close to nightfall that the group of girls would go their separate ways to turn in for the night. Fuchsia City was within sight, but Hannah and Janice still had business to attend to, even if Janice hadn't been clued in yet.
It took a moment or two longer for Janice to finally ask "So, what's the plan? We're out pretty late, so I'm guessing this is something we need to do for the professor, right? OOH! Let me guess... Is it some Pokémon that only comes out at night? Are there bugs like that? Knowing you, it's definitely got something to do with a bug-type?"
By now, Hannah had figured out that she'd need to take her turn in the conversation or Janice might actually not stop. "Venomoth." Hannah replied, pointing to Morpho. "Our videos need a new specimen, so I caught Morpho a couple days ago. The problem is Venomoth are nocturnal, and Morpho's pretty sluggish and tired during the day. Getting him to do that battle today was probably asking more than I should have."
"I get it! So we're waiting until Venomoth is energetic enough to shoot the video?" Janice chirped.
"That's the plan." Hannah nodded in response as she began finding a good clearing in the woods far enough away from the road that they wouldn't be seen. The perfect spot began to show itself just before it started getting truly dark, just enough light to set up their outdoor studio. The tripod went up with a mounted flashlight for when the sunlight fully went away. The grass would do well enough for their comfort. One final glance to their surroundings made certain that they would not be seen or heard this far out.
“Hey, Hannah. . .” Janice squeaked. “These videos. . . do you ever wonder what they’re really for?” Janice’s voice lacked its usual confidence, as if she’d actually been thinking hard about this. “I mean, the Professor says it’s for science, and I’m no scientist so I may as well believe what she says. I dunno, I just get the feeling that there’s another reason for all of this. She doesn’t tell us what she does with them, which is fine cause it’d go over my head anyway, but. . . like, do you ever get curious?”
Hannah hummed for a moment before answering. “Well, if I were her, I’d probably sell them.”
“S-Sell them?” Janice balked. “Like for people to watch? Who even wants to watch this stuff?”
“Adults watch stuff like this all the time.” Hannah answered flatly. “Dad keeps a bunch of them under his desk. I don’t think he knows I know, but after a year of being stuck in the house you have to figure out something to do, so I started watching those videos while he's at work.” Hannah moved to lay down in full view of the camera, remembering to keep her back arched and her butt in the air like the Professor showed her. "I don't think he wants anyone to know, but I think my Dad likes girls like us better than girls like my Mom, so maybe a lot of adults are like that."
"You mean like... small girls?" Janice replied while aiming the camera. "My Dad caught me looking at that stuff once and said he was going to call the cops. I almost got in a lot of trouble for that. I think it might just be your Dad." The two of them sat for a brief moment wondering when Morpho planned to begin, forgetting that he wasn't like their regular specimens and would need a bit more coaxing. Janice took it upon herself to prepare Hannah with their special pink fluid that put Bug-types in that special mood. Janice's hands got to work as she began to massage the fluid deep into the skin of Hannah's bare crotch. "Would that make us like movie stars? We are in the videos and the Professor is giving us money for them. Could we get famous from this?"
"P-Probably not." Hannah tried to say while Janice's fingers found their way inside of her. "Even if people recognize us from the videos, I don't think t-the people watching us want anyone to know." Morpho stirred, nearly pushing Janice out of the way to mount Hannah. Janice hurried back to the camera as the Venomoth's prehensile cock emerged from his abdomen and found its way between Hannah's legs. After a few weeks of constant sex with Pokémon, Hannah's vagina was receptive to much of any cock that found their way there. This particular Venomoth's aim was not quite so good and prodded slightly higher into Hannah's puckering asshole. Hannah made the kind of yelp she hadn't made since she first took a Pokémon's cock as her ass hadn't had the chance to greet one before. She was close to pushing the Venomoth off and correcting his aim, but found herself just a tad slower than the scales fluttering down off of its wings. The moment they made contact with her skin, her body began to lock up from the shoulders and waist down. Hannah lost her ability to participate as she became nothing more than a warm hole for the Venomoth to pour his seed. Sensing that there'd be no more resistance from Hannah, Venomoth's pace increased from a slow crawl to a steady motion, one that would normally give Hannah no trouble had the Pokémon landed where he was supposed to. Hannah's rhythmic whining as the Venomoth ravaged her unprepared butt was caught dutifully on camera by Janice who could probably, but elected not to, help Hannah out. Janice's fingers were halfway down into her own pussy, matching the Venomoth's rhythm and wondering what it'd be like for her to be handled so roughly just like Hannah was. The Venomoth's wings relaxed as it no longer needed to spread its scales. Its thin rod plunged deeper and faster into Hannah as it made ready to finish inside of her. The Pokémon's thorax began to bulge, pumping a spherical payload through its cock and into Hannah with some difficulty. Hannah made the kind of ungraceful noise one would expect from a girl who was having a congealed ball of sperm shoved inside of her. Venomoth relaxed when it was done and pulled its way out of Hannah with a distinct popping noise, looking over to Janice as if waiting for some sort of approval.
"Umm... Good job?" Janice meekly uttered while making her way over to Hannah to see if she was okay. Hannah's breaths were heavy, and she didn't move any of her limbs, but she did manage to huff out some sort of response.
"Wait..." Hannah huffed between heavy breaths. "The scales..." Hannah was immobilized from the neck down, but could still see the mistake Janice was about to make. A good friend like Janice meant to help her paralyzed friend off of the grass. The moment Janice's bare knees hit the ground, a tingling sensation crept up her leg. "If you step on the scales, they'll still paraly-" Hannah didn't bother finishing her sentence. Janice's immobile body had already landed prone on top of hers. "Yeah, that."
"What? Oh no, not now!" Janice cried out as the tingling sensation crawled up her body. It was all she could do to turn her head so that her face didn't get stuck inside Hannah's hair. "Now what do we do? I mean, we're far away enough from the road that no one's gonna stumble upon us but now we're stuck here. How long until this wears off anyway?"
"It depends." Hannah replied. "According to my research, it lasts longer the more you try to fight it, but it could be an hour or so before we can move." Hannah tried to wiggle a bit from underneath Janice to see if the feeling in her muscles was coming back. It was, but not nearly enough to move another person off of her. While they deliberated that, Morpho hadn't quite finished with them. It hadn't been too terribly long since the lustful Venomoth finished having its way with Hannah and, recognizing that Janice was similarly paralyzed, made its way to mount her as well. Janice could see it more clearly than Hannah and Hannah could feel Janice's heartbeat speed up. "Just let it happen." Hannah whispered. "It's not like we're going anywhere anyway."
Janice didn't get the opportunity to prepare herself. Morpho had already secured himself in place, gripping the girls with all 6 of his legs. His abdomen arched back down and revealed his growing cock, still not yet clean from its prior bout with Hannah. His aim hadn't improved as one or two errant jabs smeared some leftover cum all over their unclothed bodies. Morpho's cock found purchase, this time in Janice's unprepared ass, causing her to gasp and squeal in her unprepared shock right into Hannah's ear. With slightly more effort than before, Morpho cock slowly pumped itself in and out of Janice, resisting the grip of her untrained anus. Each lurching thrust wracked Janice's body and stretched her out to accommodate his assault. Hannah waited all the while beneath her, experiencing secondhand the anal virginity being taken from her friend by the same Venomoth that was opening her up only moments before. She felt every push as Janice's body slid across hers. Hannah reveled in the squealing and whining and moaning of Janice as her body tried to decide whether she was in pleasure or pain. "It's too big!" Janice panted out between the Venomoth's thrusts. "I can feel every- every-" Finishing sentences is beyond her now as Morpho picks up speed and forces himself into Janice and onto Hannah. The slapping impact of the Venomoth's body against the unmoving girls joins the chorus of Janice's cries of pleasure as she moans into Hannah's ear. The impact of a climax jolts through Janice's body as her quivering body convulses as much as it is able as Morpho deposits a second payload inside of her. Hannah felt all of it, her own body having finally overcome the paralytic scales. Even so, she liked this sensation. Having Janice's body pressed up against hers and fucked to completion was a sensation she was already plotting to have happen to her again. Meanwhile, Morpho's energy was spent and Hannah's hand was just close enough to her bag to reach for the Pokeball to put him back in. Janice had every ounce of energy fucked out of her, and wasn't inclined to move an inch. With any hope, when Janice woke up, she'd be able to move again. The Pokémon Center had a room with their name on it and they had videos to send to the Profe-
"WHO'S THERE!"
A voice called out to the two of them, shining a flashlight on their compromised position. They were well and truly caught, and there was nothing they could say to explain just what was going on. "Umm..." Hannah squeaked. "I can explain..."
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Let it not be said that Hugh was not a man who loved his daughter, even if the form that love took was different now than before. Despite this, it had been no small amount of time since Hugh was able to share an empty house with a woman. Now that Hannah had her license to train Pokémon, Hugh had an opportunity he'd been waiting for ever since he'd first spoken to Professor Poplar. In that house, with just the two of them in it, Hugh finally had Poplar to himself. They'd been having sex the moment he got home from work. The floodgates of his sexual tension had finally been thrown wide and he thrusted into her like a starving animal. Their session, which lasted even past the sunset, found them in his room on his bed with him clutching her from behind, driving himself as deep within her as he could go. With each resounding thrust, the noise of the impact of their bodies was joined by the growling and grunting of a man who finally had a woman in his arms he could fuck without hesitation.
"Oh fuck- Oh fuck- Oh ffff" was the closest thing to a coherent thought Poplar could muster. This kind of ravenous cock Hugh was assaulting her with was the kind she'd only ever gotten from Pokémon, and her ungraceful howls of pure sexual ecstasy would make that clear to anyone in that house. Hugh frantically pulled himself out of Poplar and maneuvered her such that he could shove his cock down her throat. Poplar offered no help nor resistance, exhausted as she was, as she hung partways off the bed with Hugh's cock pumping ropes of his seed directly down her neck. In her cock-drunk haze she tried her best to swallow all of it, coughing and gagging as she very nearly failed to do so. Poplar lazily sucked the rest of the cum out of Hugh's cock like a straw as he slowly slid his length out of her face. Hugh looked at his great work, a pleasantly fucked exhausted woman on his bed panting softly with his cum in her stomach, and decided that she needed a break even if he could go for another round. "Oh my god..." Poplar finally huffed out. "Where the hell were you hiding that?"
Hugh laughed a bit as he joined her to relax on the bed. "I aim to please... Plus, the opportunity to go all out with a beautiful woman doesn't come around as often as it used to." He gave her exhausted body another appraising look. "...Although, I'm guessing you think I should save some for Hannah, huh?"
Poplar adjusted herself to lay beside him. "God, if you haven't started yet, she doesn't know what she's missing."
"There's no way she'd be satisfied with mine anymore." Hugh joked. "With the kind of work you've got her doing, humans are going to have a rough time keeping up with her and her friend."
"Trust me, you do NOT need to worry about that." Poplar assured him. She'd seen firsthand what Hannah could take and what Hugh could dish out. Her mind still danced with the idea of getting in on a happy little threesome with this family, only to remember what business she actually came here to talk about before she was so politely interrupted. "You still work at the mart in Pewter?"
"Yeah." Hugh answered.
"You like it there?" Poplar prodded.
Hugh paused before answering. "It's a job. They give me all the hours I want and it's enough to keep Hannah fed." Even saying it aloud, Hugh knew how that answer would sound to anyone who heard it. Anyone would want to be doing anything else, Hugh included. "This sounds like a segue into a job offer."
"My boss really likes Hannah and Janice's results." Poplar admitted. She had indeed intended to segue into a job offer. "The videos do well and he wants to branch out, and he can't be everywhere at one, y'know?"
"That, and I'm guessing if he gets me in on the business, he won't have to worry about me trying to report your whole operation to the cops right? How close am I?"
Poplar was not expecting Hugh's assessment of her offer to be so accurate. She'd paused just long enough to communicate that he was absolutely correct. "Uhh... You're not exactly wrong about that either..."
"You don't have to worry about me." Hugh had the case to one of his daughter’s videos on the nightstand next to his bed. He grabbed it and turned it to her to show that the tiny red 'R' on the corner on the back of the case had not escaped his notice. "I'm a 'live and let live' kind of guy, and the cops are no friends of mine, especially now that I'm a customer. On the other hand, I definitely didn't plan to stay at the PokeMart for my whole life. Hannah deserves better than that, so yeah. I'll hear you out." Hugh was already on his path of corruption. He'd already crossed an uncrossable line. What would it matter at this point? He gave her seven more words to seal the deal and see just how far this rabbit hole went.
"What does Team Rocket want with me?"