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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      F/M
  Fandom:
      Pocket_Monsters_|_Pokemon_-_All_Media_Types
  Relationship:
      Denzil_|_Volkner/Original_Character(s)
  Character:
      Denzi_|_Volkner, Original_Pokemon_Trainer(s)
  Additional Tags:
      this_one_is_a_little_fucked_up_but, commission, Blow_Jobs, Vaginal_Sex,
      Pregnancy
  Series:
      Part 9 of Pokemon_Commissions
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-05-26 Words: 3015
****** Pikachu ******
by fuckingcommissions
Summary
     Volkner finds himself manipulated by a young trainer in his gym.
Notes
     im gonna warn y'all now that towards the end the clueless child
     mother character tries to have the infant give volkner a blowjob and
     thinks there's no problem with it
     hes like hell no
     but it happens for like a half a second so be warned
Volkner is incredibly bored while he works on his paperwork, wishing that a
decent challenger would appear so that he could do something a little more
entertaining. Either that, or that he could set his paperwork aside and blow of
all his duties as a gym leader, and head off to the beach to enjoy a pleasant
day off. He tries his best to focus on his work anyway, since he doesn’t have
anything else to do, but his concentration is soon broken by something warm and
wet against his crotch.
Looking down, he smiles to see a very familiar sight under his desk. There’s a
head of brown hair with a set of Pikachu ears, which he knows belongs to
Meghan, the youngest trainer serving under him. She’s always had a very obvious
crush on him, and he’s been unable to refuse her affections, so they’ve fallen
into this rather familiar pattern lately. Just like always, she’s wearing her
Pikachu costume, one that she manages to make look absolutely adorable and
unbearably sexy on her at the same time.
She wraps her lips around the tip of his cock, beaming up at him. Patting the
top of her head, he says, “My clever, naughty little Pikachu snuck up on me.”
Meghan begins enthusiastically stroking him off at the shaft, and pulls back to
say, “Hello, boss Raichu!” With that, she goes back to sucking him off
immediately, though she can barely fit more than his tip in her mouth. Even so,
her tongue is very talented, and the way she strokes him off certainly adds to
it, and he always enjoys the times spent like this with her.
While she’s doing her best to pleasure him, he pulls a small remote out of his
desk and presses a button, and is immediately met with the sensation of her
moaning around him. He had hoped that she was wearing this version of her
costume, the one with the tail anchored inside of her with a vibrating butt
plug that he holds the controls to. To this day, he still isn’t sure where she
managed to find something like that in such a small size.
It’s easy to lose himself in the moment, as she sucks him off under his desk
and makes such delightful noises while he plays with the toy, and soon enough,
he feels himself nearing his climax. As always, he comes without pulling out of
her mouth, and when he fills her mouth, her cheeks bulge so that the face paint
on them cracks a little bit. First, she swallows some of it so that it’s
manageable, but then she gleefully opens her mouth so that he can see how full
it is, before finally swallowing the rest for him.
She stands up, moving away from his desk, and turns around, bending over
completely with her tail sticking up in the air, and looking at Volkner from
between her bare legs. She pulls the crotch of her costume aside for him and
says, “I’m in heat now, and my Pika pussy needs boss Raichu’s lightning rod!”
In the past, they’ve never gone that far before. He’s been far too guilty about
the fact that he’s been unable to resist her, and they’ve kept to him licking
and fingering her while she’s only ever sucked and stroked him off. Even now,
with her trying to tempt him so openly, he doesn’t want to give in, but when he
tells her no, she just does an adorable wiggle and pout and asks, “Please?”
“Absolutely not,” he says, though he can already feel his resolve beginning to
crumble.
“But boss Raichu!” she begs, and the more she pouts and begs, the more adorable
she becomes, and finally, he has no hope of continuing to turn her down.
Finally, he sighs and gives in to her demands, lining up behind her and slowly
pressing himself inside of her, sitting down again so that she rests on his
lap. Even as he tries to take things gently, there is much resistance from the
tight girl.
She does an impression of a hurt Pikachu that is almost entirely believable,
especially when he sees a line of blood spilling out of her as her cherry is
popped. Panicked at the sight of blood, he’s certain that she isn’t ready for
this, but as he tries to pull out, Meghan lets out a threatening growl.
“I’ll use my entire team of Pikachu on you if you don’t keep going, you know?”
she says, and he decides not to test her threat. She grits her teeth and pushes
back against him, taking him deeper despite the pain, and he can feeling
himself stretching her so much, until he’s buried completely within her tight
passage.
She wriggles for quite some time as she tries to adjust to having him inside of
her, but finally, she looks up at him and says, “Please, boss Raichu, fuck your
little Pikachu!”
Volkner grabs her around her frail waist, and his thumbs and forefingers are
able to completely encircle it, she is so small. “You’re such a naughty little
Pikachu, you know that?” He begins to raise and lower her on top of him, now
that he knows that she can handle his size.
“So good!” she exclaims in delight, before making more nearly-perfect
imitations of a Pikachu. In fact, her imitations are so spot on that Volkner
has to wonder if she’s ever listened to Pikachu mating before, and decides that
he wouldn’t put it past her. She sounds so very animalistic at times that it
seems like he’s actually fucking a young Pikachu, rather than an adorable girl
in a costume.
He reaches into his desk to pull out a small device, pressing it to one of
cheeks and activating it. She lets out a yelp of surprise at the jolt of
electricity that shoots through her, and it melts into a noise of pleasure. As
soon as he’s done this, he switches to her other cheek and gives her a jolt
there as well. When he drops the device to one of her nipples, giving her
another jolt, she dissolves beneath him, moaning happily, and when he zaps her
other nipple, he feels her clenching around him in absolute pleasure.
Finally, Volkner loops around his arm down and holds the device between her
legs, just above her clit. In a voice that is almost cold, he says, “Are you
going to beg for more?”
“Please, boss Raichu!” she cries. “I want you to electrocute me there, too!”
“You want electricity down there?” he asks.
“Please!” she begs, and she is rewarded with an electric shock that leaves her
nearly speechless. As he continues to fuck her, he occasionally surprises her
with jolts to various body parts, never letting her see them coming, and the
more he does this, the less control she has over herself, until she’s barely
coherent, moaning out, “P-Pika…” and the like.
She’s nearly completely out of it when he realizes just how close he is, and
when he tells her as much, she manages to muster up the strength to say,
“Please, boss Raichu, shoot your load inside your little Pikachu...put a sweet
little Pichu in my belly!”
Her words confuse him for a moment, wondering why she’d ask for something like
that, but he’s almost certain that she’s too young to even get pregnant by him,
or anyone else. Deciding that she must be taking their frequent roleplay a
little too seriously, he decides to go along with what she wants from him.
Giving in to the pleasure that’s been building inside of him, he doesn’t
hesitate to let go inside of her, filling her with his seed without a care in
the world, overwhelmed with pleasure.
Even through his pleasure, however, he’s aware enough to press the device to
her clit and give her one last zap, pushing her over the edge with him. He
feels her tightening and spasming around him as she comes with him, and the two
of them cry out in unison. It is a long while before Meghan is able to recover
from her orgasm, but once she has, the two of them spend the rest of the
afternoon in that same position, with her resting on his lap and his now soft
member still buried inside of her.
He gets back to working on his paperwork, and Meghan, surprisingly does not get
bored with it, and even seems interested in learning about everything that he’s
doing, helping him out some once she’s picked up on the basics. It seems that
she has a bit of an interest in the administrative side of gym leading, which
isn’t something he would have suspected, but he supposes that it’s nice to have
someone around that would want to help him with this sort of thing.
~X~
A few months later, Meghan finds herself in Volkner’s lap once again, stroking
his member while he gently fingers her. With his other hand, he pokes her
belly, which has started to grow rounder as time has gone on, and has begun to
stick out more.
“Has my little Pikachu eaten too many Poffins? You’re starting to get a little
chubby,” he says playfully.
He pulls his finger back and she rubs her belly, saying, “No, it’s because our
little Pichu is growing in their, and it’s starting to get big enough for us to
know that it’s there.” She says it so matter-of-factly that he doesn’t get it
at first, and it takes him far too long to process what her words really mean.
“What?” he asks, as the true meaning finally starts to dawn on him. “You don’t
mean...are you really...pregnant?”
“Yup!” she replies happily.
“But...but how is that possible? At your age...I was sure that you were too
young to get pregnant,” he says, confusion written all over his face.
“My pediatrician said it was a...uh, what was it? Precocious pregnancy!” she
replies, still just as cheerful as ever. Volkner can only stare at her for a
moment as he tries to figure out his thoughts and feelings on the matter, until
he can finally speak again.
“You are the naughtiest Pikachu that I’ve ever met,” he says, “tricking me into
putting a Pichu in your belly like that! You’re going to need a lot of
punishment for doing that, you know?” He stands up, lifting her and putting her
on his desk, laying her down over it and grabbing both of her butt cheeks. “I
should make each of these as red as the paint on your other cheeks, but I don’t
want to do anything that might hurt our little Pichu. Maybe I can come up with
a better idea…”
He takes some time to think it over before giving her a smile that borders on
menacing as he says, “That’s right, I have the perfect idea for your
punishment!” She looks on in anticipation, and when he says, “It’s looks like
I’m going to have to resort to tickle torture!” he can see the terror in her
eyes. Unfortunately, there’s nothing she can do to retaliate when he has her in
this position, and soon enough, he begins his full assault on her.
He starts with simply tickling her stomach, before moving along her sides.
Meghan struggles as she dissolves into helpless giggles, but there’s nothing
she can do to fight back, considering the distance he has with his longer
limbs. She couldn’t hope to reach him like this, and all she can do is struggle
pathetically and squeal and giggle while he works his fingers along her sides.
Her breathing grows more and more staggered, until she can’t even speak to beg
Volkner for mercy, and he just keeps going until he begins tickling under her
arms and she finds herself howling with breathless laughter.
It isn’t until he decides that she really does need some time to catch her
breath that he finally slows down. He slows and slows until he comes to a stop,
and Meghan is left panting desperately as her giggles finally begin to subside.
She does her best to catch her breath, on guard still just in case, but time
passes and she begins to relax, thinking that he’s really going to show some
mercy on her. It’s just as she begins to think that he’s not going to do
anything else to her, that he’s finally done with her, that he decides to
strike again.
But this time, he decides to tease her with something entirely different than
tickling, and he leans forward, pressing his tip right up against her. She
gasps in anticipation, ready for him to fuck her and not minding if it’s going
to be a little hard as punishment, but instead of pushing inside of her, he
remains at her opening and begins to do something else. He wraps a hand around
his cock and begins to work it up and down, stroking himself off right in front
of her, just close enough to fuck her, all while doing absolutely nothing for
her.
Meghan lets out a noise of frustration and begs him, “Please just fuck me!”
When he ignores her and continues to pleasure himself, she huffs and tries to
wiggle down to get him inside of her, but she’s so worn out from being tickled
that she isn’t fast enough, and he’s always able to move quicker, managing to
remain just barely not entering her. It’s enough to drive the girl crazy, but
her protests fall on completely deaf ears as he continues to do what he can to
punish her for tricking him.
Squeezing her eyes shut, she fidgets and squirms and refuses to watch him like
this, knowing that it will only make things worse for her. Even so, she can
still hear the sound of flesh on flesh as he works his hand up and down, faster
and faster as he continues to grow closer, and she can hear his soft moans of
pleasure, and she can feel him pressed against her, creating enough friction to
frustrate her, but not enough to get off on, not even when she tries moving
against him. Like this, she’s completely helpless, and she knows that he isn’t
going to let up or give in any time soon.
So she has to suffer like this, so desperate for him that she can hardly take
it, and he teases her and teases her until he’s there, and just barely manages
to hold back long enough to press himself inside of her, but barely, not enough
to do anything for her. And then he comes, letting her get the feel of it and
letting it soak inside of her before he pulls out, still refusing to fuck her
now.
“Alright,” he says, looking down at the frustrated, horny girl, before helping
her onto her feet. “Now, you’d better scamper off and let me finish my work on
my own, unless you want me to find more ways to punish you.”
Pouting, Meghan nods and takes off, not wanting him to tease her anymore, or
risk angering him too much. Plus, she needs to take care of her own needs now
that he’s teased her so much. She needs a lot of time to herself if she’s going
to work out all of her own frustrations.
~X~
Despite his initial frustration with her, he’s not the sort of man to leave her
alone with his child, and of course he decides to take responsibility. Their
child is born, a healthy baby girl, and there aren’t any complications despite
Meghan’s young age. Everything settles into a new routine, but he doesn’t slack
off at work even with the new addition. And so, one day while he’s working on
his paperwork, he is once again interrupted by a mouth wrapping around his
cock.
Volkner tries to ignore it, wanting to stay focused on work, and perhaps
wanting to tease her a little bit by pretending not to notice, but then, the
sensation suddenly changes. The mouth disappears for a brief second, and when
it returns, it feels different. Smaller, somehow, and he knows that that isn’t
what it feels like for Meghan to suck her lips in tight. No, that mouth is
naturally smaller than what he’s used to, and when he looks under his desk,
there’s Meghan, holding their daughter, who is the one sucking him off.
“What are you doing?!” he shouts, outraged, and she giggles.
“Our little Pichu wanted to taste Papa Raichu’s milk,” she says, holding up the
baby in the Pichu onesie. “I want to make more Pichus with you!”
“Until I either get some condoms or get you on some sort of birth control,
you’re not taking any more rides on my lightning rod. And after the stunt you
pulled, I honestly don’t trust you to take the pills like you’re supposed to,
so if we’re going to do it without a condom, then you’re going to have to get
some kind of contraceptive implant or IUD.”
“But I don’t wanna do that,” she protests. “I wanna make more Pichus!”
“Absolutely not,” he replies. “You’re going on birth control, and that’s
final.”
She pouts up at him, trying to look as cute as possible. “But, Boss! Papa!”
Once upon a time, her pout could earn her absolutely anything. She’s always
been so cute that Volkner couldn’t resist her, but that’s how he ended up in
this mess in the first place, and he’s done letting a girl like her yank his
chain so much. He remains steadfast and resists her, no matter how cute her
pouts may become.
“We’ll go to the doctor to get the situation figured out soon,” is the last
thing he says. Maybe someday, he really will be ready for their family to grow,
but for now, she and their daughter are enough of a handful on their own.
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