Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. Title: Red's Moemon Adventure Part 004 Part: Chapter 004 Author: Moe Overload Keywords: mf, ff, teen, first, tease Summary: Three teens set out an adventure catch every Pokemon, but all of the Pokemon are cute girls. Disclaimer: I don't own Pokemon, I'm not making a profit off of this. Besides, these are moemon, not Pokemon. The characters belong to Game Freak and Nintendo, the story belongs to me. If you run a collection on asstr.org (or are mirrored on asstr.org), feel free to post a copy of this on your collection, but do send me a courtesy email at moemon.overload@gmail.com. If you want a copy of this on your site, but you don't meet the above criteria, send me an email, and I'll most likely grant you permission. Author's Note: If you would like a visual of the moemon, take a look here, warning 5MB /files/Authors/Moe_Overload/The%20Characters.jpg Note, the previous picture is only a guide, I have added some variety to their appearances. _________________________ "Kenna! Try out ember!" Red ordered. Red's charmander was already quite beat up. Although her tough jacket and the preference of the moemon in this area to use blunt force meant that she didn't have a single scratch yet, her chest was bruised from absorbing too many tackles, and the small rip in her body suit had gotten bigger over the course of the last few battles. Once it had reached her crotch, she had ripped off what was left of it in a fit of rage. Of course, her thigh-high boots, open jacket, and fingerless gloves did very little to provide her modesty, but modesty wasn't something that she needed to kick butt. And kick butt she did as a trail of pidgeys and rattatas would have attested had they not disappeared as soon as they were defeated. Kenna's flame-shaped hair clip started to glow. Then, with a flick of her hair, Kenna launched a small cloud of glowing embers at the wild pidgey. The pidgey cried out in pain as some of the embers hit her face. Others, hit her dress and burned small holes. Still more hit her pantyhose, burning larger holes in the thinner fabric. After her yelp, the pidgey breathed in deeply, or at least she tried to. There were still some embers in the air, and when she inhaled, she sucked some of them in. The pidgey shrieked from the burning pain in her throat, which luckily for her, dislodged the rapidly cooling embers. With the pain no longer as intense, the wild pidgey threw a handful of sand at Kenna. The sand got in Kenna's eyes. She barely noticed the sting, but her eyes teared up, and she started to lose focus on the wild moemon. "Use ember again," Red commanded. Dutifully, Kenna launched another cloud of embers at the wild pidgey. However, through her tears, she misgauged the distance and completely missed the pidgey. The surprisingly strong pidgey didn't have that problem and her tackle hit Kenna square in her bruised chest. That combination knocked the wind out of Kenna and knocked her over. Seeing that ember wasn't working with Kenna's reduced accuracy, Red commanded Kenna to switch back to her staple damage dealing move, scratch. Kenna bounced up, but, Red noticed, not quite as quickly as the previous times she had been knocked over. She locked on to the diffracted image of the wild pidgey and charged at her with her nails bared. One of her fingers slipped through one of the numerous holes in the pidgey's dress, drawing blood as she raked nails across the wild pidgey. She wasn't even halfway through the scratch when the pidgey disappeared in a shower of yellow sparkles. "Good job," congratulated Red, as Kenna got the last of the sand out of her eyes. "Let's get you healed up at a moecenter, then we can come back and catch a rattata." Kenna mumbled something that sounded like agreement, and started walking to Red so he could put her back in a moeball. She didn't make it there though because a purple streak intercepted her, slammed into her back, and knocked her over, face-down. Kenna, with what Red quickly identified as yet another rattata on her back, slid for a short distance. Seeing a perfect opening, Red ordered, "Ember!" Kenna couldn't see her assailant, but that didn't matter; she could feel the weight of a moemon on her back and launched a cloud of embers. Because the rattata was so close, the embers didn't have a chance to spread out and the damage that she took was more severe than it otherwise would have been. She jumped off of Kenna, but the attack had already done its damage. The embers did more than just burn holes in the rattata's dress, they set the dress on fire. While Kenna was picking herself up, the rattata's dress quickly burnt out, still smoldering at the edges. Red gasped at the sight before him. Kenna's chest and belly were covered in numerous scratches and abrasions. He was about to recall Kenna to her moeball and run to the Viridian moecenter when the stench of burnt hair assaulted his nostrils. He looked at the wild rattata and realized that she was probably even worse off than Kenna. The front half of the rattata's dress above the waist was gone. A ring of smoldering fabric marked the extent of the fire. Her dress was only hanging on because the collar of her dress, with the fabric doubled over and a red bow inside, resisted the fire, and even then it was a smoldering mess that was barely holding the dress up. The rattata's face was red from the sudden heat, and her striking white bangs had been burnt off and were the source of the stench. The rattata charged at Kenna, who was just turning around to face her. Both the rattata and the charmander screamed in pain at impact. Even though the tackle was weak, Kenna screamed because it hit her in her scratched and bruised chest, which drastically amplified the pain, even though the damage was minimal. The rattata's chest was covered in blisters from the burn, and the impact popped some of them. Furthermore, the rush of air rekindled the smoldering fabric of the rattata's dress. This was finally enough to burn through the collar on the dress, and it slipped off the wild rattata. She stood with just her brown shoes, knee-high purple socks, and plain white panties. Kenna was itching to finish off the weakened and exposed rattata, but Red ordered, "Use growl." Annoyed at the ridiculous command, Kenna grudgingly growled at the rattata. With pain overloading all conscious thought, the rattata charged at Kenna again, but Kenna rotated and took the impact on her undamaged left side. Kenna grunted at the impact. Popping more blisters, the rattata screamed in pain yet again. Kenna was gearing up to scratch the suffering rattata to death, but much to her frustration, Red ordered another growl. The pain from the burn and her fear from the growls fought for the rattata's attention, and her next uncontrolled tackle barely did any damage to Kenna. Unfortunately for the wild moemon though, the pain from the burns overpowered her will to fight and the rattata fell to the ground writhing in pain. "Let's finish this!" Red yelled. Kenna prepared to finally finish the rattata off with a scratch, but was surprised when the wild moemon disappeared. She didn't notice that Red had thrown a moeball, and caught the rattata without incident. She was still looking around for the rattata when Red walked up to her and said, "You did a great job, but we really need to get you healed up." He gave her a small kiss on the forehead, and recalled her into her moeball before she could figure out what had happened. Red picked up the moeball with his newly acquired rattata and put both that moeball and Kenna's moeball into his backpack. Then, he jogged to the moecenter to heal his badly hurt moemon. _________________________ At the moemon center, Red found the front desk to be unoccupied, so he walked towards the clinic. Out of the corner of his eye, he spotted the nurse from the front desk going back to her post, but he was already too far away to be accosted by her. In the clinic, Red spotted a tall and lanky red-headed nurse standing behind the counter. Her pasty white skin was nearly indistinguishable from her white uniform, and for a split-second Red thought he was looking at a mummy with its head on fire. "Not a mummy," he muttered under his breath. "Even worse, it's a ginger." "Welcome to our Moemon Clinic!" she cheered. "We heal your moemon back to perfect health. Do you need me to heal your moemon?" /And perky./ Red mentally added. /Her tits could be a bit more perky. They're almost as small as Kenna's./ "Yes." he said, fishing for the moeballs with Kenna and his unnamed rattata. The nurse took the moeballs and said, "Great. They should be all healed up in 15 minutes." Then, she went into the back to put the moemon in the healing machines. Some giggles caught Red's attention. Leaf and Daisy were sitting at a table in one corner of the room, struggling not to laugh. Red joined them and asked, "What's so funny?" "Your face." Leaf snarked. Daisy erupted in laughter. Between the trailing chuckles, she tried answering Red's question. "We-we were fighting... Brooke was fighting a rattata, and-and she got hurt really badly. I f-f-f." She interrupted herself with more laughter. Regaining her composure she continued. "I freaked out. I ran here as fast as I could, a-and then I realized, she can't-she can't die!" Daisy managed to squeeze the rest of the sentence out before exploding in laughter again. While Daisy was humorously incapacitated. Leaf finished the story. "Right before you came in, I said, 'so, the second battle is going to be easier huh?' And then you came in." "I guess I had to have been there." Red sat down next to Daisy. Taking advantage of the situation, he tickled Daisy's exposed side, eliciting a new round of shrieks from the girl. Leaf was about to join in on the assault on Daisy's ticklish sides, but their activity was interrupted by Rachel, the red-headed nurse shouting, "Excuse me!" When Daisy's laughter died down, she continued. "Your rattata is burned, it will take half an hour to heal her, not fifteen minutes." Not seeing any real choice in the matter, Red replied with a simple, "OK." Turning back to his friends, Red said, "I guess I'm going to be stuck here for a while." "Daisy and I are off to Route 22 as soon as Brooke and my pidgey get healed up." Leaf commented. "Daisy still needs to get herself another moemon, and I need to stick with her until Uma is done scanning. By the way, how much longer until she's done?" Still trying to catch her breath, Daisy glanced at the moedex. "11 more minutes." _________________________ Leaf and Daisy headed west from the moecenter. They passed the park on the outskirts of town. It was filled with kids and teens of all ages, playing on aging equipment, splashing in the small lake, running around, relaxing under the sun, and all around enjoying a warm June day. Leaf wondered how nice it would be to have a relaxing picnic here. Or rather, how nice it would be if it wasn't packed to the brim with people. A pack of screaming, unsupervised children quickly made Leaf change her mind. A picnic here would be absolutely miserable. They continued down the broad lane; the screams of children quickly fading behind them. Unlike route 1, route 22 was a trading route. It was part of the Kanto-Johto corridor. Before third impact, most of Kanto's food supply came through here, but now, the shipments were much smaller and rarer. Leaf remembered that route 22 used to be paved, but they had to tear it up because it hadn't been maintained in years. "Do you know what moemon live here?" Leaf asked. "If I remember Grandpa's notes correctly, rattata, mankey and spearow. Why do you ask?" "I've actually never been down this route so far. My parents always said it was dangerous..." "And you listened to them?" Daisy interrupted incredulously, mentally kicking herself for going overboard with the sarcasm. "Of course not. I was ready to march down here and show them that I'm not afraid of danger, but there was a shipment coming in from Johto. I was going to let them pass before leaving, but something was weird about that caravan. They looked like they were trying to get out of a war zone. I asked someone what happened. They were attacked by moemon, which is normal, and they fought them off like always, but a pineco slipped through, and blew herself up near one of the cars. One of the trainers got caught in the blast, and they were trying to get him to a doctor. Scared me from exploring this route for years. I guess it's a good thing, Red and I got good at kicking any rattatas that got a little too aggressive and attacked us on route 1. I don't think I could scare a mankey off with a well placed kick or two." "Rattata attacked you on the safe path, and you kicked them?" Daisy asked incredulously. "We, um, weren't exactly on the safe path. But we totally scared off every rattata that attacked us." An incessant beeping interrupted Leaf's story. Daisy pulled out the moedex and confirmed that it was a successful scan. "She's done" Daisy said, and released Uma from the moeball-like dongle on the moedex. In a flash of light, Leaf's bulbasaur appeared in between the two girls. Her sweater dress was still damaged from her last encounter with the pidgey, who was now her teammate. Her small breasts were visible and her midriff was completely exposed. Her pink cotton panties were visible behind a criss-cross of yarn where her dress had started to repair the hole over her butt using the energy she absorbed from the pidgey. "That was so weird!" Uma exclaimed. "I feel violated, and not the good kind either." "There's a good kind of violation?" Leaf asked, surprised at the notion. "Sure, if you decide to stick something in me, that's a good violation. Oh! And when I flip up Brooke's dress, that's also a good violation. Not sure whether to be concerned or laugh, Leaf asked, "Are you OK?" "I will be if you make the bad violation go away with a good one." Uma joked. Daisy, unsatisfied with that answer, pressed the issue, "Uma, I need to know. How bad was it?" "It just felt weird, but it wasn't bad or anything." "Great." "I guess that means that I won't have to violate you tonight." "No!! I mean it was the most terrible thing I've ever experienced and I need some loving comfort or I'll never be able to fight again!" Leaf decided to play up the theatrics, "Oh no! Whatever will I do?! I guess I must take her here and ravage her lest her problems become incurable!" Daisy laughed, but Uma eagerly agreed and started to strip. Realizing that she would never win a game of chicken against a moemon, at least when it came to sex, Leaf quickly interrupted Uma's attempt to strip, "No, no. I was kidding. I promised you we'd have sex tonight, and I'm going to keep that promise. OK?" "Fine," said a slightly dejected Uma. "One thing that bothers me though," continued Leaf. "Why were you so shy when I was celebrating our first capture, but you were eager to strip here and have sex out in the open where everyone could see you? "What do you mean? That's two totally different things. Letting people see my underwear or see me naked is embarrassing, but sex? Who cares? I'd do it anywhere." "They're not really two separate things, they're very related." Daisy commented. "Well that's just stupid." Uma pouted. "No time to argue," Leaf interrupted. "Daisy needs to catch a moemon." Then, addressing Daisy, she continued, "Which one are you planning on catching?" "I think I'm going to get a spearow." "OK, I'll hang around with you, I should heal Uma up before I let her fight again." _________________________ "Your charmander is healed, but it'll be another 15 minutes until your rattata is ready." "Great, thanks." Red grabbed the moeball, and as he was leaving, added, "I'll be back for the rattata soon." Red left the clinic and saw that the nurse at the front desk was at her post, guarding the entrance of the moecenter. He sped up, hoping to leave without incident. He almost succeeded, but when he passed in front of the nurse she looked up, glared at him, and started saying, "You..." "Yes, me." Red interrupted. Then, he left before the nurse could react. Outside, Red briefly considered heading out to route 22 where Leaf and Daisy were, but he figured he would spend more time walking there and back than he would training. Instead, he went south back to route 1 to train up Kenna a little. The moemon were no match for Kenna and she stomped through them with little to no problem. Beating the weaker wild moemon with one hit, and the stronger ones with two, Kenna left that training session with only some minor injuries and no longer bitter over not being allowed to defeat the rattata earlier. _________________________ The law of averages dictated that a moemon encountered on route 22 should be stronger than one found on route 1. However, the law of averages is really more of a guideline, because instead of stronger moemon, the first two moemon that Daisy encountered in the tall grass near route 22's pond were both rattatas and both were much weaker than the one that jumped Brooke earlier. Brooke dispatched both of them with ease and, along the way, learned a new attack, bubble. On the one hand, it was a new attack, and an elemental one at that, on the other hand, it was slightly weaker than tackle, as Daisy soon realized. "Don't worry too much about it," Leaf reassured her friend. "At least it's stronger than leech seed." "You mentioned that at the moecenter, what is it?" "What's what?" "Leech seed." "Oh, Uma shoots a seed out of the back of her head, and it latches on..." "A spearow!" Daisy exclaimed, interrupting Leaf's explanation. Brooke ran towards the wild spearow, and Daisy followed not far behind. The spearow wore a white collared shirt with a green striped tie. On top of that, she had a vest that was white in front and black in back, with red sleeves sewn on. The sleeves reached to her elbows and ended in many pink fringes, giving the appearance of wings. She wore brown knee-high boots on top of a pair of tan riding pants. The pants were incredibly tight, acting like a second skin for her thighs, and revealing a slight camel-toe. Red fingerless gloves, short and impossibly spiky brown hair, and a permanent scowl added an intimidating air to the otherwise unobtrusive moemon. Or rather they would have, had she not been wearing a fake beak over her nose. "That's our next teammate, Brooke. Use bubble, but don't overdo it." Brooke was mostly unharmed from her previous two encounters, save for a slightly sore chest. The combination of her tough shell and the wild rattata's reliance on using tackles, also meant that her clothes were fully intact as well. Brooke steadied herself, and launched a screen of bubbles from her mouth at the wild spearow. The spearow ran through the wall of bubbles at her assailant. To the spearows's surprise, each bubble that she ran into and popped stung her sharply and deposited more water on her than it appeared to contain. While each stinging pop was little more than an annoyance, the combined effect of twenty or so bubbles was enough to leave the spearow's face slightly red and burning, and get her clothes somewhat wet. She only broke her stride for a moment to wipe the water off her face and then continued on toward Brooke. Brooke was braced for yet another tackle, but it never came. A few feet away from her, the wild spearow tripped and hit Brooke fake beak first. This tore a hole in Brooke's yellow dress from the top of her stomach to her navel, where the spearow's beak got stuck. Not only did the beak rip through Brooke's dress, it also scraped off a fair bit of skin, the scratch getting progressively deeper as it went lower until it terminated at Brooke's bleeding belly button. While Brooke was extracting herself from the spearow, Daisy ordered, "Use bubble again." After putting some space between them, Brooke launched more bubbles at the spearow. Again, the apparently harmless bubbles struck the spearow, each one causing a painful sting and covering the spearow in more water. The spearow charged yet again. Her exposed face and forearms were in pain from the stinging of the bubbles and her clothes were wet. The slightly thicker material of the spearow's vest stayed opaque when wet, unlike the white shirt that she wore underneath. Her incredibly tight riding pants were also wet, and the extra moisture made the spearow's camel toe even more visible. Her wet pants squished with each step, slowing down her attack. The spearow made it a step closer to Brooke, this time, before she tripped. Brooke started to dodge, and when the spearow's beak hit Brooke high on her chest, it slid diagonally, across the top of Brooke's left breast until it lost contact. Again the spearow's sharp fake beak tore through skin almost as easily as it tore through fabric and left another long, thin, bleeding gash. "One more bubble." Daisy commanded. For the third time in this battle, Brooke launched a flurry of bubbles from her mouth. However, this time when they hit the spearow, the additional stinging on top of the lingering pain from the last two attacks caused her to cover her face in pain. Seeing that the wild spearow was completely drenched and temporarily stunned in prickling agony, Daisy threw a moeball at her. The ball shook violently three times before coming to a rest. "Good job and welcome to the club!" Leaf cheered. "The 'caught a moemon' club?" Daisy inquired. "Exactly." Leaf answered. Brooke looked on in confusion as both girls laughed at the exchange. "By the way, what are you going to name her?" "I'm thinking I'm going to call her Sora. What are you going to call your pidgey?" "Rachel." Leaf answered. "That's a really pretty name." "Thanks, I like Sora a lot, too. Do you want to head back? I need to heal up Uma." "Yeah, Sora needs to be healed up a little too." "Great, let's go." "Let me just put Brooke back in her moeball." When Daisy did exactly that, she took Leaf's hand and they started walking to Viridian. Along the way, Leaf started singing, "We're off to see the Wizard..." before Daisy interrupted her. "Wait! We need four people for this. Get Uma out, I'll get Brooke." The girls got out their starters and spent the rest of the trip unsuccessfully trying to get their moemon to skip and sing with them. _________________________ After training Kenna for a while, Red returned to the moecenter to pick up his rattata. He ignored two lectures from the nurse at the front desk as he passed by and was headed toward route 22 to meet up with Leaf and Daisy. He didn't get far before he found them. The two girls were holding each other's hand and their respective starter's hand. The four of them were skipping through town. Red noticed that some people were staring, but he didn't dwell on that thought. He felt a pang of jealousy over Leaf's continued success in getting closer to Daisy. Red decided to slow down and enjoy the sight of two pairs of bouncing fun bags. The two moemon had such small breasts that they didn't bounce while skipping. Although not too large in an absolute sense, Daisy's breasts were much larger than the moemon's budding mammaries and bounced nicely in Red's opinion. Leaf, however, was the winner of this competition. Her breasts were large enough to bounce and jiggle while she skipped, without being too large. /If only they switched boobs,/ Red thought to himself, /Daisy would be perfect./ "You know everyone is staring at you two," Red said when he finished sight-seeing. Daisy blushed and started furiously looking around to identify exactly who "everyone" was. "Great job ruining our fun, jerk" Leaf complained. Ignoring her, Red asked Daisy, "Did you catch a moemon?" "Yup, Sora the spearow." "Well, if I know how to count, and I don't think Ms. Beavers drained that from me, we each have a new moemon that we need to make a pact with. We could probably do that now, then have a quick lunch before we keep going." "Ugh, is it always sex with you?" Leaf asked. "No, only once every seven seconds." Red deadpanned. Fighting off a fit of giggles, Daisy said, "I need to heal Sora first, but I owe Brooke a makeup session. I like this plan." "Yay!" Brooke squealed, hugging Daisy. "Stop the press, she likes this plan." Red exclaimed. Daisy gently punched him in the arm, only to be treated to the sight of a 6' 2" teenaged male successfully pulling off puppy dog eyes. Leaf felt she had no choice except to go along and winced from a pang of jealousy at Red's ability to control events to his liking. She squeezed Uma's hand and whispered, "Tonight, I promise." The five of them walked back to the moecenter with no incident. However, once inside, they were accosted by the nurse at the front desk. Red was practically yelling so Daisy and Leaf could hear him over the nurse's shrill voice, "Just ignore her! She can't keep this up for long!" After dropping off Kenna, Uma, and Sora, the three teens went upstairs to their designated rooms, Red and Leaf to make a pact with their new moemon, and Daisy to have sex with Brooke "properly" this time. _________________________ In his room again, Red released his recently healed rattata. Her stupid grin caused Red to forget what he was going to say as a flood of memories about his dad and his dad's rattata came rushing back. By the time the rattata had finished adjusting to being fully healed and inside, Red had already regaining his composure. "Hi! Are you my master?" she bubbled. Red nodded his head in acknowledgment. "AAAAAAAAAA!" she squealed in delight as she glomped Red. Ignoring the pain in his ears, Red hugged the rattata back. Feeling a vibration in his stomach, he asked, "Did you say something?" Not letting go of Red, the rattata turned her head and repeated, "Aren't you supposed to give me a name?" "I was going call you like 'Kaity,' but you were too busy glomping me to let me ask if you like it." Kaity squealed again, but to Red's relief, quickly buried her head in his shirt again. Red rubbed one of his ears and said, "I guess that means you like it." Kaity looked up with at Red with wide eyes and a huge grin. "Uh-huh," she nodded. Red stood enthralled at the angelic face before him for a few moments. Then he lowered one of his hands and started kneading the rattata's butt. To his surprise, Kaity managed to open her eyes even more and grin even wider. Hope and anticipation mixed with the pure joy on her face as she asked, "Are we going to make a pact now?" Fearing for his ears, Red continued kneading Kaity's bum while he lowered himself level with her. He placed the index finger of his other hand on Kaity's lips before answering affirmatively. Instead of squealing at this piece of news, the rattata took Red's finger into her mouth and started gently sucking on it. Red slipped his free hand under the rattata's purple dress and continued rubbing her butt. With Red's rubbing one layer closer to her flesh, Kaity moaned and released Red's finger. Red took that hand and groped one of Kaity's breasts. He cherished this moment. Red had felt disappointed earlier that day at Kenna's lack of breasts, but he felt that this made up for it. Admittedly, Kaity's breasts were just small mounds, but that already made them much larger than Kenna's mosquito bites. Without releasing his grasp on either Kaity's butt or her boob, Red pulled her in for a kiss. He felt a small surge of pride at the fact that he didn't hit his nose this time. Kaity kissed him eagerly and passionately. Red could sense her inexperience, as well as his own, when he realized that his chin was wet from the sloppiness of their kiss. "I don't think that's what they mean by swap spit." Red commented. "I-I'm sorry." Kaity stammered, unsure as to what exactly she did wrong. Seeing Kaity misunderstand him, Red quickly clarified his comment, "You didn't do anything wrong, our kiss was just a little sloppy." He sat down on the bed and wiped his face off with the sheet. It felt like sandpaper after the softness of Kaity's lips. "See, all better." He wiped his face again to get the last bits of moisture only to realize that the bedsheets did in fact feel like sandpaper and it had nothing to do with lips, soft or otherwise. "Come over here." Red ordered. When Kaity stood between his legs, Red undid the bow under her neck and pulled the ribbon out from under her collar. Without any other buttons or zippers to hold it up, the two corners of her dress fell forward, revealing a triangle of flesh that drove all the way down to gap between her small breasts. "Hands up." Kaity quietly obeyed and lifted her arms. Red grabbed the rattata's dress by the hem and lifted. He couldn't lift the dress high enough to get it off, so instead he pulled it toward himself. However, Kaity kept trying to hold her arms straight up and he pulled her into him, and fell back, hitting his head on the wall behind him. Red rotated so that he was on the bed normally, resting his head on a pillow. Kaity picked herself up and straddled Red on all fours. She crawled forward until her head was above his and asked, "Are you OK?" "Yeah..." Red answered. "Stay like that." Obediently, Kaity froze, despite not knowing why. Red was looking at the rattata's breasts. In this position, gravity amplified their size. He reached up awkwardly and grabbed Kaity's breasts. They were still smaller than a handful, but Red didn't mind. After massaging Kaity's breasts for a while, Red interrupted her thoughts by pinching her nipples. Kaity's elbows wobbled for a moment. She let out a surprised yelp that quickly melted into a moan of pleasure. After a few moments, Kaity's arms gave out and she fell, just barely avoiding hitting Red's head with her own. Red pulled his hands out from under the moemon's small frame. He used one to get her to lie flat against him and then rub her panty-clad butt. With the other, he fumbled with removing his jeans. Noticing that he was trying to get his jeans off, Kaity jumped off of Red, falling over herself to avoid painfully planting her knee in Red's stomach. "Ooh! Let me!" She exclaimed. Kaity struggled with Red's belt and managed to make even less progress than Red in removing his jeans. Red quickly grew impatient and unbuckled his belt. He chuckled at the fascinated look on Kaity's face from something that he considered so mundane. Without such advanced technology like a belt in her way, the rattata pulled his pants and underwear off of him in one fell swoop. After carelessly tossing Red's jeans on the ground, Kaity kissed the pre-cum coated head of Red's penis. "It's slimy!" she exclaimed, as she flashed another one of her huge grins at Red. Kaity went back to Red's stiff erection, this time licking from the base toward the head. As she was licking, Kaity used one hand to help the head escape from its foreskin sheath. Red gasped in pleasure when Kaity ran her tongue over his frenulum. In response to that, Kaity focused on the underside of Red's cock, hoping to elicit another reaction from Red. The reaction she got, was not the one that she expected. Red sat up, grabbed Kaity, and pulled her up towards him. With one hand, he ripped, slightly more literally than he intended, her soaked panties off and held her above his cock. Kaity used both hands to line up Red's cock with her pussy, kissed Red lightly on the lips and exclaimed, "Ready!" Still holding Kaity up, Red kissed her passionately until his arms grew tired. Then, he lowered her while she guided his cock into in her pussy. When Red broke through Kaity's hymen, she arched her head back in pleasure and pain, then her whole body went limp. Much to his surprise, Red's first thoughts were not about the pleasurable wet tightness that enveloped his cock, but about the fact that he managed to get almost all of it into Kaity. Continuing on this track of scientific inquiry, Red confirmed that Kaity did in fact pass out and assumed that something similar happened to Kenna earlier that day. Red pumped Kaity up and down like an oversized cock sleeve, but soon his arms gave out. He then rolled over without slipping out from her no longer virgin pussy. Now in a more comfortable position, Red was free to go at his own sedate pace. He greatly enjoyed Kaity's tight pussy, but he already missed her joyful exuberance. Red's thoughts were interrupted when he noticed that his cock was stuck. Kaity had awoken, but unlike Kenna's gentle ascent from unconsciousness, Kaity had rocketed awake on an orgasmic euphoria that took her body by storm. Her whole body tensed up, her eyes flew open and she let out a silent scream. When Kaity came back down, she no longer held Red's cock in a velvety vice-grip. Red took this opportunity to start fucking her at a more vigorous pace. Noticing that Kaity's mental functions seemed to have returned, he asked, "How was that?" "That. Was." Kaity said, emphasizing each word. "somuchmoreamazingthanIeverthoughtitwouldbe!!!!" Red almost slipped up as he tried to keep himself from laughing. Fortunately, he was nearing his own climax, and it helped him achieve a single-minded focus on cumming. As Red pounded her harder, Kaity had slipped her legs behind him and tried to coax him to fuck her harder yet. Their efforts quickly paid off. Red felt his balls tightening and he emptied what little cum had built up over the past few hours. Then he collapsed on top of Kaity. _________________________ Leaf stared at the pidgey in front of her, at a loss for words. Eventually, she asked, "Can I call you Rachel?" The moemon blushed profusely. "Yes," she answered, "I... that's a very pretty name. Thank you." "You're pretty when you're blushing." Leaf joked. Rachel turned her head to the side and covered her face with one of her hands. Leaf laughed at the sickeningly cute sight before her. She approached the pidgey and goosed her. Rachel yelped at the unexpected assault on her butt cheek and turned back to her assailant. "Um..." she started saying, her cheeks beet red. "I couldn't resist." Leaf explained unapologetically. "You're just too cute." As the flustered moemon was struggling for words, Leaf pushed Rachel's head back and leaned down to kiss her. The pidgey tentatively reciprocated the kiss, but shied away from Leaf's probing tongue. Not breaking the kiss, Leaf reached under Rachel's brown and tan dress and grabbed her pantyhose-clad tush. Leaf ran her hand along the silky strands of fabric and used her position to bring the pidgey's leg up to her side. While pulling her hand along the back of Rachel's thigh, Leaf was surprised to feel a little bit of moisture so she moved her hand to confirm the source. Despite being prepared for it mentally, Leaf couldn't believe that the moemon had produced such an inhuman amount of lubrication especially since she seemed much less eager to make a pact with Leaf than Uma was. /That's the thing though,/ Leaf realized, /she isn't human./ Distracted, Leaf caught one of her nails in a strand of Rachel's pantyhose, and caused a run in the thin fabric. Leaf only broke the kiss once she had slid her hand down to the inside of Rachel's knee and brought it to her own leg. With the pidgey exposed like that, she used her other hand to explore the pidgey's thoroughly soaked nether regions. "Are you ready to make a pact?" Rachel's face burned red again, but she quietly answered, "Yes." Without further prompting, Leaf tried to pull Rachel's dress off in one smooth motion. However, the brown and tan dress caught at the pidgey's neck. With Rachel's arms trapped in the dress, Leaf found a new way to tease her new moemon. She used one hand to hold Rachel's dress up, and another to explore her bare breasts. They were small, but reacted quickly to Leaf's ministrations. Leaf stopped and dropped Rachel's dress when the moemon started squirming vigorously. Gathering up all of her courage, Rachel sternly said, "Please don't do that." And with far less bravado continued, "I don't like feeling trapped." Feeling guilty that her game had distressed Rachel, Leaf apologized. "It's alright," Rachel mumbled, "just please don't do it again." "Alright." Leaf said, embracing her moemon. While hugging her, Leaf noticed that the fuzzy top of the pidgey's dress wasn't actually a part of the dress. Leaf unsnapped it and removed the fuzzy material. She slowly undid the two buttons that were now visible down the front of Rachel's dress, and this time, removed the dress without getting it stuck. Leaf turned Rachel toward the bed and gave a light smack on her pantyhose-clad butt. "Hop on the bed." Leaf gently ordered. In the time it took Rachel to get on the bed, Leaf had already removed her blue tank top and tossed it and her bra on the floor with the pidgey's dress, slipped out of her maroon mini-skirt, and started removing her shoes. "Take your shoes off." Leaf said when she noticed that Rachel was already on the bed waiting for her. Rachel removed her brown shoes and neatly placed them next to the bed. Leaf noticed that Rachel's shoes were the only piece of clothing on the floor that wasn't in a crumpled mess. Leaf strode purposefully toward the bed wearing only her blue knee high socks and panties. Her unsupported tits bounced in time with her steps. Rachel sat on the edge of the bed, knees together and hands nervously fidgeting in her lap. With a lecherous grin, Leaf pulled Rachel's legs apart and grabbed the moemon's dripping sex through her soaked pantyhose and panties. The pidgey moaned from the assault on her pussy, causing Leaf to switch to gentler, teasing strokes. Leaf was fascinated by the texture of Rachel's pantyhose, how it helped and hindered her sense of touch, how the sensation changed at the end of Rachel's panties, how Rachel's slit felt through panty and pantyhose, how the feel of the thin strands of fabric changed at thickness transitions in the pantyhose. "Please!" Rachel cried out, and in a more subdued tone continued, "Stop teasing me, I can't take anymore." Leaf realized that she was teasing her moemon more than she intended. Fortunately, she had just the plan to make it up to her. "This looks like a job for mister brush!" She picked herself up and rushed to her bag. While pulling out her toiletry kit, she realized just how hot she felt. A quick check confirmed that she even had a tiny wet spot on her blue panties. She found it unusual, since she normally never got that wet, but the heat of the moment didn't let her dwell on it for long. Finding her hairbrush, she sauntered back to the bed. "What's that for?" Rachel asked anxiously. "Lot's of things." Leaf answered. "Normally, it's used for brushing hair." She demonstrated by running it through her long brown hair. "Here, let me show you." Leaf took the three hairbands out of Rachel's hair, undoing her three pigtails. "It will make your hair beautiful," Leaf explained while brushing Rachel's hair, "but your hair needs to be a little longer." "I also know something else that we can use it for." Leaf teased. "Take this off," Leaf said, gently rubbing Rachel's covered pussy, "and I'll show you. "Ok." Rachel answered. Anxiety and arousal had her stomach in a knot. Nonetheless, she followed her trainers instructions. She lay down and carefully removed the wet pantyhose. Leaf chuckled at the incongruity of Rachel wearing white cotton panties with a floral pattern under something as formal as pantyhose. She noticed Rachel's inquiring glance, but didn't bother explaining what she was laughing at. Instead, she peeled the drenched panties off of her moemon. "You smell great." Leaf teased, after taking a whiff of Rachel's panties. "Noooo." Rachel complained, clearly embarrassed by Leaf's attention. "Really. Take a whiff." Leaf tossed Rachel's panties to her. While Rachel was busy deciding whether it would be better to get rid of the panties or keep them where they were and hide her face, Leaf started rubbing the pidgey's bare pussy with the handle of her brush. Rachel finally decided that it was probably better to leave the panties where they were so they could hide her beet red face, even if they did smell a little funny. However, when Leaf firmly pushed the handle of her brush against Rachel's small nubbin, the pidgey sat up from the jolt of pleasure and launched the flower-covered panties back at Leaf. Leaf swatted the panties off of her face and sputtered to get the taste of wet cotton out of her mouth. "That felt great, didn't it?" "Yessss." Rachel answered. "Time for the main event then." Leaf said. While Rachel was processing this information and weighing her embarrassment and desire to continue, Leaf brought her brush to Rachel's slit and found her hole. Leaf pushed the handle into Rachel's virgin pussy and effortlessly tore through her hymen. Rachel let out a gasp and passed out. Leaf pulled her brush out of her moemon's pussy and examined the slick handle. It was so wet that it was dripping Rachel's lubrication. Leaf licked down the length of the handle, collecting Rachel's moisture. She rolled the liquid on her tongue for a while and savored the taste, while trying to ignore the phallic shape of her brush. Then, she slipped her blue panties off before the cotton could absorb more than a small dot of her moisture. Leaf moved Rachel's unconscious form to the side so that they could both fit on the small bed. Leaf lay down next to her pidgey and started fucking herself with the hairbrush and using her free hand to rub Rachel's clit and pussy. The greatly reduced friction of her brush intrigued Leaf. Soon, five minutes were up and very pleasant yell got Leaf's attention. Rachel had woken up from her binding slumber to a crashing orgasm. Leaf was shocked by the very loud and very pleasant scream from her quiet and reserved moemon. "Good morning." Leaf joked, no longer rubbing Rachel's pussy. "Will you be singing anything else for me today?" Rachel turned her face away from Leaf, but Leaf continued, "No time to be embarrassed. I really need to cum and I choose you to do it." Leaf pulled her brush out of her pussy and helped Rachel climb on top of her. Rachel was glad to bury her face in Leaf's pussy and not have to show her embarrassed state to her tormentor. The sensation of being eaten out was even better than Leaf had imagined. Between that and the fact that this was the first time that Leaf had received sexual pleasure from anything other than her own ministrations, she simply let the pleasure flow through her. However, a growing wetness on her breasts and a particularly firm lick on her clit brought her back into the real world. Her moemon was pleasuring her and she wasn't reciprocating. Rachel was too short for Leaf to comfortably eat her out so instead, Leaf started fingering her moemon. Her efforts were rewarded when Rachel started moaning. The moan tickled Leaf's pussy in a very pleasurable way. The promising results gave Leaf the courage to try something new. She covered her fingers in Rachel's moisture and drew a wet circle around Rachel's pucker. "No!" Rachel cried. "Not there!" "Don't worry, I'm just exploring." Leaf reassured her. Rachel didn't resume eating out Leaf's pussy until Leaf started using her brush on Rachel. With the handle pumping in and out of her, Rachel forgot her earlier trepidation and continued pleasuring Leaf. Leaf continued her pattern of gathering some of Rachel's copious lubrication, and drawing circles on her cute little butthole, all while fucking her with the hairbrush. Rachel tensed up each time Leaf started circling around her pucker and relaxed when she stopped. When Leaf was close to her own orgasm, Rachel came from the stimulation and drenched the valley between Leaf's tits. The only thing Leaf noticed was that she was no longer getting her pussy stimulated. This close to release, especially one that was delayed since morning, frustrated Leaf greatly. Leaf pulled the hair brush out of Rachel's pussy and shoved the soaking wet handle into her own hole and started vigorously jilling her clit. A few moments later, Rachel recovered from her orgasm while Leaf was still struggling to get her's. Wanting to please her mistress, and her inhibitions lowered from her recent orgasm, Rachel assertively moved Leaf's hand off of her own clit, replaced it with her mouth, and sucked hard. She didn't mind occasionally getting poked in the face with the brush's bristles because, less than a minute later, Leaf finally reached her own release. She stopped pumping the hairbrush in her pussy, but Rachel kept sucking on her clit as if her life depended on it. After regaining her senses, Leaf helped Rachel turn around and the two girls forked. Leaf pulled Rachel close to herself, mashing her tits against the pidgey's flat chest, and rested in the post-orgasmic bliss. _________________________ Daisy and Brooke were eating each other out. Although Daisy was only slightly taller than average, and Brooke didn't even reach her boobs when they were both standing, much of Daisy's height was in her legs. The difference was enough that with a little contortion, they could get into a 69 position. Brooke was lying on her back on the bed and Daisy was sitting on her face, getting her pussy eaten out, while scrunched over and doing the same to Brooke's pussy. Daisy's face was soaked from Brooke's previous two orgasms and she held the squirtle on the brink of a third. "Please!" Brooke whined. "I need to cum!" "Not until you give me an orgasm. You've already had two, and I haven't even had my first. And no fingers!" Daisy silenced her moemon's growl of displeasure by lowering her hips. She used the skills that she had learned from schlicking to long erotic stories. Daisy knew how to play with herself in teasing strokes, delaying her own climax until the climax of a story, and she used these skills keep Brooke on edge. In between her brief licks, prods and nibbles of Brooke's leaking pussy, Daisy mentally laughed at one of her hang-ups. She wanted the token of her virginity, her hymen, to be taken by someone special, on a special occasion, but she didn't feel as if she was diminishing the value of that token by having sex. Desperate for the release that only Daisy could give her, Brooke latched onto her mistress's clit and sucked as if her life depended on it. Daisy's thoughts became more disjointed as she approached her long awaited climax, until it took all of her focus just to keep Brooke on edge. Brooke's efforts soon paid off. Daisy marked the approach of her orgasm with a series of moans of increasing volume. When Daisy finally had her first orgasm caused by someone else, she let out a sound that was part yell, part sigh and convulsed as her muscles fired off randomly. Trapped under the larger girl, Brooke interrupted Daisy's post-orgasmic nap begging to be allowed her release. Daisy willed her jelly-like muscles to bring her face to Brooke's pussy. With a few deft strokes, pokes, and nibbles, Daisy pushed Brooke into her third orgasm of the day. Brooke screamed in pleasure. Much like her last two orgasms, her contracting vaginal muscles emptied her love tunnel of the overabundance of lubrication in a stream that hit Daisy's face. The only difference was that this time, the stream was much more powerful. Exhausted, the girl and her moemon lay on the bed. Daisy rested her drenched head between the moemon's legs. Brooke had her head trapped under her human's lower abdomen. _________________________ Cleaned up, Red was relaxing in the common area. He had double checked that he had lunch for himself and the girls packed. He briefly considered calling either Kaity or Kenna but figured that Kenna made bad company and Kaity was a little to clingy and hyper. Instead, he laughed that at the spur of the moment he had chosen two names that started with K for his moemon. _________________________ Daisy wiped her face off with her plain cotton panties, but there was only so much that the small piece of fabric could absorb. She still couldn't believe just how much lubrication her squirtle squirted during orgasm. Daisy dried off most of her face, but her hair was still wet, and she knew that if she didn't do anything about it, she would soon reek of stale sex. Not knowing what else to do, Daisy recalled Brooke to her moeball, wrapped herself in a towel, put everything else back into her bag, including her now useless panties, and left her room in search of a bathroom. Narrowly avoiding an embarresing encounter with a fellow trainer, Daisy found a communal bathroom. Inside, she claimed a shower stall and washed her hair and face. With her wet hair wrapped in a towel, Daisy put her bra and dress back on as well as her socks and shoes. She didn't want to get another pair of panties dirty, and with the first pair wet to the point of unusablity, Daisy decided to go commando. Stepping out of the stall, Daisy noticed Leaf washing something in the sink. /A hairbrush,/ Daisy noted when Leaf turned to face her. "Hey!" Leaf called to her friend. "Hi." "How was it?" "Exciting." Daisy answered succinctly. "Do you want me to brush your hair?" Leaf asked. Daisy agreed and released her golden locks from their towelly prison. _________________________ When Leaf and Daisy entered the common area, they didn't expect to see Red already there. So they were surprised to see Red sprawled on the couch, holding his bag to avoid anyone stealing it and an erection tenting his jeans. Red awoke to the sound of laughter. "Good morning, Sleeping Beauty." Leaf joked. "Har, har." Red stretched his muscles to keep them from tightening up from the impromptu nap. "Are you ready for lunch?" He asked the girls. "I'm starving," Leaf answered. "Great," Red responded, "because I have food. Where do you want to eat?" "Daisy and I found a pond out on route 22. It was a great spot for a picnic." "Then let's go." Daisy said. _________________________ Chapter 4 end. If you enjoyed this story, found an error, or wish to contact me for some other reason, send me an email to moemon.overload@gmail.com I'd like to thank my editor Siroco for his help in improving this story. The only promise that I can give about this story is that the releases will be slow and irregular.