Pokemon Fan Fiction / Pokemon Fan Fiction ❯ Pikachu's Revenge ❯ Chapter 1

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
I don't own any of the characters portrayed (If I did, Pokemon would not be a show for kids) or have permission from the owners of those rights to write such a wretched lemon. Perhaps this will be Mistied, but I really doubt that it'll be quite that bad. This story will contain rather explicit adult situations, and therefore should not be read by anyone under the legal age of adult-hood in their area. Certain parts of this story (Namely bestiality and nonconsensual violent sex) may be illegal in your area regardless of age. Please keep this in mind before getting offended.

Pikachu's Revenge

Walking through the thick brush, Ash wished that he couldn't hear Misty's constant "I told you, we're lost!", but none of his pokemon could grant such a wish without him feeling even more of her (un)maidenly wrath. Ash grimaced at Brock who apologized profusely (yet again) for losing the map in a rather strong breeze. The small group of trainers stopped for a rest in the latest of a series of clearings and began their usual bickering. Ash reminded Misty of her last, rather humiliating Poke-battle. She was planning on fighting a rather nasty Charmander with her Star-Dew. Once again, Misty stated "Fire Pokemon don't have a chance against Water Pokemon!". Ash countered with "Yeah, but not THAT Water Pokemon". Brock started laughing maniacally as he remembered the look on Misty's face when PsyDuck popped out with his lame attempt at a "Hydro Pump" and was promptly char-broiled.

Pikachu was getting bored of this repeating dialogue and began to wander ahead. He again came to another thicket of brush and really couldn't see what was behind it. Pikachu heard some noise ahead and stayed motionless while he listened to this possible threat.

James and Jessie were setting up a snare and covering it as quietly as they could with mud and leaves. Meowth was watching and looking at them sternly, saying "This'll never work, you two numbskulls!". James retorted "Quiet, they're nearby (Damned talking cat!)". Jessie quickly dodged the flying furball as it "Scratch Attack"ed the male member of Team Rocket, who promptly let out a rather feminine squeal. As they were done with the trap, Team Rocket scampered off evilly to hide behind a nearby boulder.

Once they seemed to be gone, Pikachu wandered out of the brush and into this new clearing. Jessie, James and Meowth practically squealed for joy (actually, James did.) upon seeing this, the object of their desire so close to their trap. Then, like a small group of idiots (which isn't too far from the truth), James and Jessie sprang from behind their hiding place and yelled "To protect the world from devastation....To Unite all peoples within our nation..." and continued until Meowth jumped out with "Meowth, that's right!". Pikachu stepped back cautiously, right into the snare trap, and was promptly pulled up into the air. Team Rocket couldn't believe what had just happened. They'd actually caught Pikachu! Pikachu let out a pitiful "Pi Pi Pi!" and then realized that the entirety of this division of Team Rocket was standing in a mud puddle below his dangling body. Pikachu then shouted "Pika, Pika, Pikachu!" and let off with a particularly vicious Thunder Strike attack. With a puff of smoke, Team Rocket fell to their knees, then their faces with a cloud of steam filling the area.

Pikachu gnawed himself down from his position and slowly approached Team Rocket. They were all out for the count. He looked around and found a small back pack that Meowth normally carried for Jessie and James. It was filled with ropes, gags, food, clothes and a few other things that Pikachu couldn't identify. He used the rope to tie Meowth and James to the tree, along with placing some dirty underwear in their mouths and tying on the gags. Pikachu then looked at Jessie, lying in the mud face-down. Her rear end was pointing upward and a flash of pink was visible under her short white skirt.







Pikachu approached Jessie, a sense of urgency overcoming him. He took a closer look under her skirt and saw a pair of pink panties, with a small Pikachu on the back, it's electric tail enticingly curling towards the front of her underwear. Pikachu shook his head for a second and decided to get back to business. He quickly used the rope on her to tie her arms together behind her back. Then, he tied her legs apart using some nearby trees. Jessie, dazed, began to regain conciousness. As she was coming to, Pikachu placed another pair of dirty underwear in her mouth and applied the gag.

Jessie awoke, unable to move, with a really nasty (yet familiar) taste in her mouth. "Damn that James, I told him to wash himself before he put his manhood in my mouth!" she thought angrily. She slowly opened her eyes and almost screamed (that damned gag made it sound more like a muffled moan) when she saw a leering Pikachu standing on her stomach.

Pikachu brandished his claws (while they're not quite as menacing as Meowth's, Ash almost never clips them as needed. Needless to say, they're pretty sharp) and proceeded to rend Jessie's favorite Team Rocket tube top. As usual, she was wearing no bra underneath. The little electric rodent grinned some more and bared his canines, neatly piercing her left nipple which promptly began to trickle out a thin stream of blood. Jessie grimaced from the pain, her pretty face contorting into a not so pretty fashion, and let out another muffled cry. Pikachu lapped up the blood until it stopped flowing, his rough tongue making that nipple rather hard and thick, enjoying this, his first salty taste of human blood. The fact that it was from someone so beautiful and yet so intent on constantly causing him and his friends pain and discomfort made his little lightning rod become erect.

Upon seeing this new side of Pikachu,, Jessie began to struggle intently and make as much noise as she could. The gag and ropes were quite effective and the end result was a series of rope burns on her wrists as well as her ankles along with some really pitiful guttural sounds coming from her throat. Pikachu looked longingly at her slender neck and scampered up her chest, being sure to dig his back claws painfully into her breasts. He wanted desperately to penetrate her mouth, but removing the gag would be too risky, never mind the fact that she'd probably be the type to bite his male rodenthood off. Jessie struggled some more, trying to whip her neck away from his approaching teeth, but to no avail. Pikachu took a swift bite on her neck, being sure to avoid the carotid and jugular (He hadn't spent all of that time with Nurse Joy just powering the generator!) and again enjoyed sucking some of Jessie's rather ample life force as she continued to whimper, now quite submissively as she had decided that there wasn't much that she could really do about this abuse.

Pikachu began to tire of his vampiric attacks and decided to continue on with some more humiliating abuse. He moved down between her spread-wide legs and was about to shred her panties when he got a weird idea. Somehow he managed to take them off without damaging them or removing the ropes around her ankles and he sniffed them intently. The musky sent was quite arousing and his penis became even more engorged as he placed the underwear on his head, making sure that his ears were poking out of the leg holes. He then danced around a little chanting "Pika pika chu chu! Pika pika chu chu!" as Jessie watched him, mesmerized by this bizarre activity.

Now, he was ready for the real fun. Never mind licking her to lube her up, or manipulating her clit for her enjoyment, this was supposed to be torture! He went back to his position between her legs, pushing his front paws (and the attached claws) deeply into her lower abdomen, causing yet another cry of pain from his victim. He moved in closer with his hard-on and forcefully rammed it into her anus, creating the loudest noise from her yet, and what looked like a "bitter beer face" expression. The randy little rodent pumped furiously in and out of her extremely tight asshole and pleasantly noticed that she was bleeding quite profusely (which made the pumping more pleasant for him with the added lubrication). Pikachu continued his onslaught until he felt his scrotum begin to tighten. Sperm began to course from his testicles, and his semen producing glands began to do their job as well. He came into her rear like an electric firehose. Jessie began to convulse as the electricity surged through her tender flesh. Pikachu let out a rather loud "AaaaaahhhhhhChu!" and pulled out his soft rod, reluctantly.

Done with his torture for now, and with Jessie completely unconscious yet again, Pikachu cleaned himself up, left the clearing and wandered back to his friends.


Ash, Brock and Misty (still arguing of course) hardly noticed Pikachu's return. They did notice his peculiar headgear though, which he seemed to be wearing like a badge of honor.





There, that wasn't too painful, was it? I had a lot of fun writing this short lemon!

Shurato99@geocities.com

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