Chp 42: Champion 
 
Seth took in a deep breath. His entire body was tense. This time, he left Fluffy in the hotel room, having Drew and Dust babysit. The elevator hitched as it came to a stop. The doors opened to reveal a young-looking girl, probably about his age. She had shoulder length black hair and a casual outfit. 
 
“Heyo!” She greeted warmly. “Alex.” She introduced herself, walking over to Seth for a handshake. “Or Allie, if you prefer.” The handshake she gave was extremely firm, as if she was trying to crush his palm. “Wimp.” She joked. “Now, what’s your deal?” She pulled him close and stared into his eyes for a bit. Just as it was getting really awkward, she let go.  
 
“Uh...” 
 
“Hmm. You’re different. Why are you here?” 
 
“Huh?” Seth was caught off guard by her sudden prying. “I... I want to protect those I love. By fighting here, we’ve all gotten stronger, so-” 
 
“I get it. You have determination, but no spark. Most who make it here want fame and fortune. You can see the fire in their eye.” 
 
“Yeah. I never really liked battling, but... you gotta be tough somehow.” 
 
“I think you’re plenty tough. I’m among the top trainers in the world. Not to be rude, but you can’t beat me. My team and I have been fighting together since I was eight years old. You’ve got a lot to be proud of. You beat Sinnoh’s best. You got people you love. Go be with them. Why not take them to the Battle Frontier? Your skills should make it a fun time.” 
 
“Alright...”  
 
“Oh, and here.” She took a card out of her pocket and handed it to him. “Think of that as a souvenir. It’ll get you into an exclusive club at the resort area. Nice place.” 
 
“Thanks. But... it just seems anticlimactic. Just stopping here.” 
 
“Meh. Life’s a long journey. There’s a lot more than one battle.” 
 
+++ 
 
“So you just quit?!” Soul shouted. “Big climactic final fight and you give up?” 
 
“Well yeah. It just kinda happened... I think we’re done here. We beat the elite four.” 
 
“But the thing’s not done!” She pointed to the plaque on the desk, which had four gems, each a different color: dark pink, light blue, black and yellow. There was still a blank space in the middle. “So we haven’t won.”  
 
“Yeah, I know. We’re tough, but we’re no world class team. We barely beat Volkner, and he’s been trying, unsuccessfully, to beat the champion. I don’t think we can do it with the rag tag bunch we got here.”  
 
“Bah, pussy. We didn’t even try!”  
 
“Soul, chill.” He said. “We didn’t come to Sinnoh to be the best. I think we’ve got what we came for. So now, let’s tie up the loose ends and go home.” 
 
“Settling down does sound nice.” Sky said.  
 
“Fine. Didn’t even get a chance to really go all out.” She muttered glumly.  
 
“Don’t worry. I’m sure we’ll get into trouble.” Seth said, only a little bit sarcastically. “We are headed for the battle frontier. It’s like a resort for trainers. But because of training through the league, we can handle it.” Seth rolled out of bed and stood. “C’mon, let’s go say bye to everyone.” 
 
+++ 
 
“We’re done?” Drew asked. “All right then.” 
 
“It was fun, even if we didn’t do much.” Dust added.  
 
“Yeah. If you guys ever come by Hearthome, drop in and say hi.” 
 
“Will do.” Seth said. Sky and Dust shared a nuzzle.  
 
Zip came up to Sky. “I want to thank you. I didn’t know what to do now that I’m free. It feels good to have a goal.”  
 
“And you’ll see me on TV.” Star said cheerily. “If you ever want some free tickets, just ask.” 
 
“I’ll be sure to.” Seth gave her a hug. “And as for you two,” he looked over to Daim and Tiff. “You still want to stick together?” They both nodded wordlessly. “Alright. Mewtwo, can you go ahead and take the others home?”  
 
“Very well.” She touched Dust and Drew, then vanished.  
 
“Right, you all can visit. I gotta go order a pass to the Frontier.” Seth said as he returned to their room. From his pack, he took and released the balls of Zip, Dust and Drew. Star had taken hers with her. He turned on his dex and found the forms. Not only did he have to pay, buying a month-long pass, but he had to enter his team. In the fine print, it said only pokemon leveled fifty or higher could be registered to compete and a trainer had to have a minimum of three pokemon. He changed screens to the read out of his active pokeballs.  
 
Soul, level 78. Sky, level 72. Seth, level 74. Reginald, level 45. Tiff, level 59. Daim, level 66. Mewtwo, level 100. One by one, he entered the pokemon. It had been a while since he even looked at their numbers. He stopped short of adding in Mewtwo, not sure how much longer she was going to be with them. That left him with three fighters, though registered with four. He likely wouldn’t be able to transform and fight himself in such a public place. 
 
+++ 
 
“Daim, why are you coming with us again?” Sky asked. Zip had been teleported away, leaving only the staying members left. 
 
“You are going to Stark Mountain, correct?” 
 
“Yeah. We’re investigating that orb Seth has.” 
 
“While that is interesting as well, I fancy myself a bit of an archeologist. The ancient world is fascinating, and the area of Stark Mountain is of importance. And without a trainer, it is too dangerous for me to go there.” 
 
“You sure that’s the only reason?” Soul teased. 
 
“Wha-what do you mean?” 
 
“Oh please. Everybody wants Seth’s dick.” 
 
“Soul, for the love of... Do you ever think of anything else?” Sky asked with exasperation.  
 
“Occasionally.”  
 
Daim looked away with a deep blush as she fiddled with a long whisker. 
 
“More importantly, this giving up thing?! What the hell?” Soul complained to Sky.  
 
“We didn’t come here to win. We came to cheer up Seth. And we did that, so, success.” 
 
“Yeah, but... I can take the champ, no doubt.” 
 
“On the strength side, we’re tough, really, really tough. We’re safe. I mean, how many other pokemon can do the crazy moves we can?” 
 
“Alright, got our pass.” Seth announced as he came out. “All we need is a boat.” 
 
“Uh, don’t you have... Reggie was it?” Tiff asked. “He can fly us there.” 
 
“Reginald. And I suppose. Though he’s not much for conversation. Either way, we leave tomorrow morning.” 
 
“Tomorrow? But it’s barely afternoon.” Tiff said.  
 
“I’ve got-” Seth started. Mewtwo returned with a flash. “Sky, Soul, you two take everybody else out and do stuff. Mewtwo, you’re with me.” 
 
“For what reason?” She asked. “Do we not have more pressing matters to attend to?” 
 
“No, not really.” Seth shrugged. “I’m hoping the tough stuff is over. So, let’s take a vacation and relax.” Seth said. “I’ve got a promise to carry through before we leave.” He said, looking right into Mewtwo’s eyes. She obviously did not catch the hints Seth was dropping, causing him to sigh. “Right, let’s get moving. We should make it there in time.” 
 
“Oh, we’ll be sure to give you two plenty of time~” Soul snickered. 
 
“Time for what?” Mewtwo asked with a bit of anger. “I would like to know this plan of yours.” 
 
“Just... come on, I’ll explain on the way.” Seth said as he walked for the door. 
 
Mewtwo followed right behind him.  
  
“What do you know about courtship?” He asked once he made sure the hall was empty.  
 
“A pointless human activity. Making procreation complicated.” She said disdainfully. 
 
“Well, the second part is pretty accurate. But I find it makes things better.” 
 
Her eyes widened when she connected the dots about his plan. “Why does he make me so flustered?” She muttered. “It’s only breeding...”  
 
Seth considered speaking up, but didn’t. “How about some fine arts?” 
 
+++ 
 
“Can you believe her?” Soul said. “I mean, how can she be so clueless?” 
 
“Don’t blame her.” Daim said. “She’s lived in isolation her entire life.” 
 
“I’ve been meaning to ask, how did you two even meet?” Sky asked. 
 
“I found one of her many hideouts when I was exploring. She was not happy about it.” Daim chuckled. “I was beaten to the point where I couldn’t move. We talked for a while after that. I think she was eager to make a friend who she could trust.” 
 
“Seems like we all have sad stories.” Sky said. 
 
“I don’t.” Tiff said quietly.  
 
“So, Seth wants us gone for when he fucks Mewtwo. What should we do?” Soul asked.  
 
“I guess we can just go explore.” Sky said. “Let me go wake Fluffy up from his nap.” 
 
“If you’d like,” Tiff offered, “I can watch him. I used to care for the little ones at the daycare.”  
 
“No, it's fine. I’d rather we all get out. It’s been a busy few days after all.” 
 
“And I guess I have to be the human.” Soul sighed as she transformed and stretched. “Right, now I have a plan. Let’s tear the town up!”  
 
+++ 
 
“Here we are.” Seth said, looking at the large fancy building ahead. “Show should be starting any time now.” 
 
Mewtwo didn't ask what he meant. The posters clearly identified what went on inside. About four different plays were advertised across the walls.  
 
“Two tickets for Dark.” The poster for it, a musical, listed various awards. He led the way for the taller pokemon, through the lobby, and into the auditorium. “Alright, show’s due to start any time now. Just sit back and enjoy.”  
 
“This isn’t necessary.” Mewtwo said. “I feel the same about you with or without this.” 
 
“I know.” Seth noticed but ignored the people staring at the rare talking pokemon. “And I don’t care.” When she opened her mouth, he spoke again. “I assume you’re gonna leave when we’re done. That’s fine. But I want to give you a day to remember me by.” 
 
She was silent for a while. Just after the lights dimmed, she whispered, “very well. I will try to enjoy myself.” 
 
+++ 
 
“Well ladies, we’ll be spending the night here.” Soul announced. 
 
“Really? A night club? I have Fluffy with us.” Sky complained. 
 
“And? He’s a big boy.” She led the way inside. “I've got a reservation.” Soul held up Seth’s dex, which showed a virtual receipt. “My boyfriend sent us out here to celebrate, he’ll be along later.” They were led to the booked party room. It was closed off, with walls blocking entry. There was a large window, which currently had its curtain drawn, that looked out to the dance floor, which was empty at the moment. The room also had speakers that played the music from outside. There was a table, some comfy chairs, and plenty of open space. “Alright, this should do us. Let’s relax and celebrate.” 
 
“Weren’t you mad like thirty minutes ago?” Sky asked. 
 
“Still am. Maybe some booze can fix that. Any requests?” Soul responded. 
 
“Wine, please.” Daim said as she sat down in one of the large cushions. 
 
“I uh... Something light?” Tiff said, unsure.  
 
“Nothing for me.” Sky said. “And maybe some juice, no alcohol, for Fluffy.”  
 
“Don’t let the kid hold you down. I brought insurance.” Soul drew a ball from her dress. From it, she sent out Reginald. “Hey, bird man. Keep an eye on Fluffy.” 
 
“No.” He said. “Where is master?” 
 
“Seth said to.” Soul explained, causing him to change his tune immediately. “There. Sky, you need to cut loose. You worked hard out there.”  
 
“Alright. Fine. You know what I like.” She walked over and stood next to Reginald. Fluffy leapt off her back and nestled into the altaria’s fluff. He was still groggy from his interrupted nap.  
 
Soul promptly left the room. 
 
“I’ve never been to a night club before... but I would have assumed they don’t open until night. It’s like three in the afternoon.” Tiff said. 
 
“From what I understand, this one is special. It stays open always. I saw it on the featured places when we got here.” Sky explained. “I just wanna know when Soul had time to plan this all out.”  
 
There was a bang on the door, causing Sky to go over and open it for Soul. She came in holding a tray full of various drinks. She set it on the table, grabbed a big glass of something and drank the whole thing in one gulp.  
 
“I wish you would have told us about this. We could have had everyone else here too.” Sky said.  
 
“Eh, too late now.” Soul shrugged. She sat in a chair and kicked her feet up onto the table. “We’re here until... for a while, so get comfy.”  
 
“I think this will be good for Mewtwo. She has little knowledge of... delicate matters.” Daim said.  
 
“Ain’t nothing like a virgin.” Soul said. “I bet she moans really cute.”  
 
“Easy there girl.” Sky told her. She turned human as well to grab her drink. “I bet they serve glasses for pokemon as well.” 
 
“Too much effort. You got thumbs and they’re bipeds.” Soul said. 
 
Daim rose and took her wine glass in both paws before returning to her seat. Sky took a sip of her drink and went over to Reginald, who was sitting in a corner, silently watching. She reached behind him and played with Fluffy’s ears.  
 
“Hey Tiff. Remember when you were a big scary monster ready to go burn some dudes? Now you’re a scared warm blanket.” Soul said. 
 
“Oh, yeah. I still could. I mean, have you seen me fight? Seth... He just makes me really nervous.” 
 
“Well, he’s not here, so relax. When it gets busy, I expect you to burn up the dance floor with me.” 
 
+++ 
 
“That was amazing.” Mewtwo said as they left the theatre. “Such coordination. Perfection of a craft. And the story. A tale of nature or nurture, of preconceived notions and how they differ from reality, all told through song and dance.” 
 
Seth chuckled as she spouted over the play. “Glad you liked it. Shall we go for dinner or head home?”  
 
Instead of returning to her previous desire, she seemed to honestly think about it for a bit. “Yes, I think we should spend more time together.” 
 
“Great. How about seafood?” Seth reached down for his dex, but found it wasn’t in his pocket. “Huh. Oh well. We can go for a walk while we look for a restaurant.”  
 
“May I talk about an upsetting topic?” 
 
“Sure, if you want.” 
 
She changed from speaking in English to pokespeech. “I have lived a long life. An unhappy life. As you know, evil people made me, in a test tube, from the DNA of Mew. They wanted a super weapon, under their control. I escaped. For years, I’ve lived in hiding, moving around the world. I am capable of projecting my presence if I focus, allowing me to spy on the nearby people and pokemon. I have had closer encounters with people as well. I was even captured once, by a very powerful trainer. He released me not long after.” 
 
“Yeah. It seems I attract misfortune.” Seth said. 
 
“It would seem. Humans have a device, a master ball, that catches a pokemon without fail. If I were captured, my power could be used for evil. That is my greatest fear. I took a great risk with you. But a hybrid is the only chance my species has. There are no others like me. No more scientists to create more. And no species, save for one, that can breed me.”   
 
“I’m your only hope. I get it. Don’t worry.”  
 
“I wasn’t. Merely thinking. I trust you.”  
 
“Alright. Hey, I think that place looks good.” He pointed to a sign in the distance. Crabrawler’s Sea Shack, a popular chain, was up ahead.  
 
“Where the crab fights back.” Mewtwo mused, knowing their slogan.  
 
“Not very fancy, but it tastes good.”  
 
+++ 
 
“Hah!” Soul slammed her glass onto the table. “Phew, bout time for another round. More whiskey?” She asked Tiff.  
 
“Yeah. It’s pretty good.”  
 
“Figures a fire type would. That shit burns good.” 
 
Fluffy was awake now. He looked at the drink Sky, still human, was holding. He easily recognized his mother, despite her change of species. “Can I try some?”  
 
“No honey.” Sky told him. “It’s a grownup drink. Trust me, it doesn’t taste very good. It just helps us relax.” 
 
“Oh, okay.” Fluffy frowned. 
 
“How about I get Soul to get you some soda? It’ll taste much better.” The idea of trying some new magical drink got him smiling again.  
 
“Now that the kid’s up...” Soul walked over to the wall and turned the dial there, increasing the volume of the music. She peaked out the edge of the curtain. “Looks like things are starting to pick up. So, Tiff, Daim, care to join me for a dance.”  
 
“No, thank you.” Daim said politely.  
 
“Yeah... I don’t really wanna go out there. It’ll be awkward.” Tiff declined. 
 
“Bah, boring! All of you!” Soul complained.  
 
“Even me?” Fluffy asked. 
 
“Everybody except you!” She rushed over and scooped him up. Eevee in arms, she went over to the open space and began to sway around to the beat of the music. 
 
+++ 
 
Seth watched Mewtwo nearly in awe, hardly touching his meal. A stark contrast to her restrained and focused combat style, she was using psychic to brutally rip into her crab, tearing away everything but the meat. Chunks of shell rapidly burst into dust, falling back onto the table until only meat was left, which she then ate greedily. She chewed loudly and with her mouth open, no need for or knowledge of manners. 
 
“Ah, that was delicious.” She declared. All that remained on her plate was piles of dust.  
 
“Oh uh,” Seth looked down at his own plate, which was half full. “I guess I can get a box. That way you don’t have to wait on me.” 
 
“I would appreciate that. I’ll even teleport us home, if you’d like.” 
 
“Sure. Just let me pay.” 
 
After taking care of the bill and boxing his meal, he stood and walked around the table. Mewtwo reached over and touched him, teleporting both of them back to the hotel room. Seth went over to the small fridge, put his food in, and closed the door with his knee. “Alright. Re-” His body was covered in her psychic force. It lifted him into the air, about a foot up. Her control was so fine that he felt nothing beyond gravity making him hit the barrier. He didn’t voice any complaint as he was carried into the bedroom. He was deposited onto the bed, on his back. “S-”  
 
Before he could even get one word out, she climbed onto the bed, almost predatorily. Her shyness from earlier was gone. She wanted it and she was going to take it if she had to. Seth opened his mouth to try and talk again, but she lunged forward and locked lips with him. Her prickly cat tongue probed into his mouth, exploring around for a bit.  
 
She pulled back and drew in a breath while licking her lips. “Is that enough to allow your transformation?”  
 
“Yeah, should be.” He closed his eyes and focused for a bit. A light suddenly engulfed his form and he rapidly grew under her. Mewtwo’s eyes grew wide when the glow faded. Seth raised his now three fingered paws, clad in purple. He looked up to find Mewtwo looking down, in between their bodies. His cock was fully emerged down there. Based on the slit in his skin, it would be hidden internally. There were no balls past the slender shaft. It gained no girth for his greater size, but it certainly gained in length, almost a foot long. The member had a few feline features, but mostly looked otherworldly. It was purple, lighter at the base and darker towards the tip. Along the shaft were symmetrical large nubs and many smaller ones at the pointed tip. There was a bulge remaining in his genital slit, hinting at the knot hiding inside. 
 
“That will do. Just...” She moved to place her slit over his dick. “Let me know if I do something wrong.” 
 
“It’s pretty hard to screw up.” 
 
She pushed herself up a bit, sitting on his lap, before she dropped down. His tip tapped her womb as she bottomed out. He was perfectly sized to fit her. She let out a gasp. “Hah... e-even a rapidash couldn’t s-s-satisfy me. You t-truly are perfect.” 
 
Seth said nothing. He didn’t want to ruin it. He had tamed such a powerful creature with his dick. Seeing her quiver on top of him was adorable. She was mewling like a kitten. And all from only taking him in. A devious smile crossed Seth’s face as he drew his hips down and gave a single thrust. 
 
“AH!” She cried out, followed by a jittery moan. “I-I-I’m not r-” Seth thrust again, making her collapse forward. She wrapped her arms around his back and clutched tight. He did the same. With the grip, he was able to overturn her, flipping their positions. Now on top, he began to thrust into her at a slow pace. The pleasure overwhelmed her entirely as she squirmed under him and called out his name.  
 
He was only humping at a snail pace, no more than once every five seconds, yet she acted like he was rutting her raw. As his hips went on autopilot, he held up a paw to his face. He flexed it, seeing the muscles bulge underneath the skin. He could feel the raw power he had. With a simple flick of the wrist, he felt that he could destroy the room. 
 
A particularly adorable moan brought his attention back. He’d have time to explore his new form later. He sped up slightly, focusing more on power. He angled each thrust differently, instinctively using the odd member to press into her walls. His nubs, much like a feline's barbs, stimulated a female to ovulate. However, they felt quite pleasant. They seemed perfectly placed to rub and nudge her most sensitive crevices. The pointed tip, with his perfect size, pushed against her cervix and gently teased it. His precum flowed heartily, in nearly equal volume to her honey, most of it settling into her womb. 
 
Much like his own body, hers seemed perfectly designed as well. Her pussy was doing far more than taking him in. It pulsated and milked in waves, at least three separate motions touching different parts of his member at a time. Her tunnel wasn’t smooth. It had ridges and nubs all over, much like him. That, combined with the movements pulling him in and out, and the heat and moisture, made him want to breed her all the more. 
 
Seth was fighting hard to keep himself from letting out groans. His cock was more sensitive than it had ever been. Already, he could feel his orgasm approaching. He felt a strange yet familiar sensation as his bulging knot popped out of his slit. He kept at it, speeding up quickly. This caused Mewtwo to nearly scream as she came. Her restraint broke, making Seth’s ears ring from the sheer power she was emitting. 
 
He was too close to stop now. He leaned down and humped as if his life depended on it. At this point, it might have. Her cervix was open and ready for his seed. He humped harder and harder, trying to force his knot past her vulva. One thrust stopped him dead. No matter how hard he pulled, he could not remove his member. His knot pressed against her lips, throbbing angrily at its exclusion. Inside, her cervix had locked around his tip in a vice grip. The ring of muscle wasn’t just squeezing. It was holding him, much like her entrance would hold onto his knot. If he could just. Get. IT. IN! Each thought was accompanied by a forward thrust, jamming him even further into her womb. He didn’t care anymore if he hurt her. He had to get his knot in, at any cost. It was his goal, his only desire. He had to breed. He had to continue the species. His tip was buried a full inch into her womb. The knot strained against her cunny, squeezing for entrance into her convulsing tunnel. Seth grit his teeth in frustration. He’d had tight holes, but never this much trouble with the knot. 
 
“P-p-please,” Mewtwo begged shakily. Her psychic power focused again, wrapping around his cock. It pushed out, spreading her pussy just that slight bit wider. Seth pushed hard, wriggling side to side, until there was a loud pop. The moment his knot was home, a pulse ran through his genitals. Seed began to flow from his internal balls immediately, blasting out with great force and splattering into her womb. “Yes, yes...” She muttered, running a paw along his back. 
 
“Glad... I could... help.” Seth said between panting. He couldn’t help but give a few more futile humps as he filled her. “If we need... another round...” He waited for a response, but there was none. She had fallen asleep. Seth let out a sigh. He had nearly been in a blind breeding frenzy, but when he came, it faded. His question was if it was her influence or a species thing. 
 
He stretched out and relaxed on top of her. For now, he’d leave his knot in her while it continued seeding her. After it deflated, he’d join her for a nap. 
 
+++ 
 
Soul grooved her way down the hall, swaying wildly, more than she meant to, but never losing her balance. She was humming some indecipherable song. The rest of the girls who followed her watched in awe. She had drunk enough for all of them and was obviously wasted, but it hardly seemed to impair her. 
 
 “Key... key...” Soul muttered when they reached the door. The key seemingly materialized in her hand, retrieved from wherever she hid it in her dress. With a swipe and a green light, the door was opened and she entered. “Honey, I’m home!” She called out loudly. 
 
There was no response, so she hurried to the bedroom. The moment she opened the door, she started to snicker. “Hey,” she whispered, “listen.” 
 
Sky walked over and looked through Soul’s side. Mewtwo was lying under Seth, in his human form. They both were covered in juices and looked quite happy. A quiet purring was audible as they slept.