Pokemon Fan Fiction ❯ Royal Flush ❯ A New Era ( Chapter 1 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Royal Flush: A New Era

“Mmm-yeah, honey. You're so big, I love it!” The Lopunny, Aya, moaned around the rock-hard cock of the Tyranitar, Onyx, sitting in front of her on the bed.

“I know you do, baby.” Onyx groaned in reply, his scaly hand on top of her head, moving it up and down his 8-inch prick. “And I love how hot and sweet your mouth is.”

He slid into her throat and she swallowed his swollen, rock head, her gag reflex having been curbed by months of practice. Aya wrapped her tongue all around his girth, loving the sweet, sandy taste, the powerful musky scent assaulting her button nose, and especially how he was so big that he easily filled her entire mouth with his pokehood. Her teeth scraped along his flesh as she worked over his pole with all the vigor she could muster, but he was so thick and solid that this only caused him even more pleasure. He lazily scratched behind her ears, just the way she liked it, as he moved his hips and thrust powerfully into her muzzle, his cock now sandwiched between Aya's large and fluffy rack. He'd had several females in the past, including one or two other Lopunny, but Aya was certainly the best at what she did.

~ Yeah, I know what you're thinking. Just another typical tale about a boy and his girl, right? ~

Onyx grabbed Aya's waist and slammed her down against his hips, his pride immediately filling her cunny. She cried out in pain that quickly became pleasure, as they both knew she liked it rough, and instantly started riding his pole with abandon.

“Say my name, stud.” Aya demanded, leaning over him so that her breasts dragged across his diamond-shaped chest and the large-fluffy ears, for which her species was famous for, draped them both in semi-darkness.

“Aya, sweet-cheeks. You'll always be my sexy little slut-bunny, Aya.” Onyx murmured, with confidence and arrogance, swiftly being rewarded with a tongue-laden kiss, as Aya was one of the few of her kind that actually enjoyed being called that nickname. It was one of the things he loved so much about her; the wild-natured sex and being so open and honest about whom she was and what she wanted.

Her pussy, which never ceased to stay tight no matter how many times his large member filled it, squeezed around him, causing him to moan into her mouth. Her tits felt soft as always on his chest, the heat from her lust-hardened nipples making themselves known to his senses, despite the thick, armor-like, chest-plating his kind was famous for. He let go his restraints and filled her with his potent seed, her climax hitting him in response. He knew she was on the berries that prevented pregnancy, so neither of them thought twice about it.

~ And you're right. This scene is quite typical and nothing to get excited about. But, for one thing. ~

Onyx's claws pinched, fondled, and squeezed Aya's beautiful and luscious rear; admiring both her fluffy cottontail and firm ass-cheeks, as his cock burrowed between her buttocks. Aya sat down on his prick; until her thighs met his and her rear was thoroughly ground against his groin, and gasped. He was so big and his studded-cock hurt so much, but it felt so good at the same time. Her eyes watered with both pain and pleasure and she flexed the muscles of her ass, squeezing the cock buried between her cheeks, and sending another double-sided shot of sensations to her lust-riddled brain.

Onyx groaned in appreciation at her actions as she bounced on his lap, in the reverse-cowgirl position, driving both of them to new heights of pleasure. This was probably his favorite position, and he made sure they did it this way at least once a week. Aya's mouth was open and she was panting in pleasure as she continued to squat on her lover's pole, Onyx taking it in turn to massage her rear and squeeze her boobs. She could feel herself on the verge of Cumming again.

~ Onyx wasn't Aya's boyfriend. I was. ~

A tall, disgruntled-looking, Houndoom chose that moment to walk into the room. He'd just gotten back from a rather boring day at Poke High and was looking forward to a few rounds with his beautiful, older girlfriend, who he'd always felt pretty lucky to have, to cheer him up and make his day.

The same girlfriend, whom, currently he noticed, was busy grinding her rear onto someone else's dick; their cock squeezing, tightly, between her curvy ass-cheeks. Nor was it just anyone she was riding. Rather, it was the one person at school he hated the most as he'd gone out of his way to tease and torment him every week. It was quite a shock to one who'd always assumed his girlfriend was loyal.

“.....Aya?!” Her name, in both shock and pain, was all he could say at first.

The Lopunny in question looked up at the intruder, still working her tail-hole around the large member pressing into it; a smile of pure pleasure and satisfaction painted on her face.

“Erebus? Oh, hey honey. Dinner's on the table if you're hungry. I also brought some Lava Cookies today; I know those are your favorite.”

Erebus, the Houndoom, gaped at her. How could she, literally sit there, having a perfectly, normal conversation with him, while she was doing this...this...th...th...this?!

“What are you doing?!” He cried out, as if it wasn't quite obvious. The question he should have asked is, why was she doing it, and she answered as if he had asked such.

“Oh, don't get me wrong dear. I really do enjoy having sex with you. I've always loved how your natural fire heated my body from the inside-out, even on really cold nights. It was very hot.” She said with a chuckle, between moans as she continued to bounce on the Onyx, who lay chuckling as well and highly amused by this turn of events. “But, as fun and fiery as that was you're just not really big enough to satisfy me. I've always liked being completely filled; having my honey-pot utterly tamed by large pricks, and Onyx here is the biggest in the city. Really. I've looked.”

“The biggest prick in the city, yeah.” Erebus growled, glaring at the Tyranitar still pumping into his girlfriend while his world fell apart. “Bad enough you had to cheat on me, but you do it with this bastard who probably wouldn't piss on fire to put you out. Who helped make my life the hell it is, even before now.”

“Hmm?” Aya inquired, more than a little distracted as her climax was rapidly approaching, despite the presence of another. She was a bit of an exhibitionist and had no problem being seen this way by others. People and Pokémon tended to be far too squeamish and shy for their own good, and, in the past once, she'd even allowed herself to be taken at the school library, bent over the study table, in plain view of a dozen crammers and the librarian. It was just sex after all, perfectly natural. And that had been some of the best sex she'd ever had, despite getting suspended for a month. “Actually, he has no problem pissing on me. It's not my favorite thing to do, as it takes hours of washing and conditioning to get my fur smelling normal again, but Onyx convinced me to let him do it a couple of times.”

Having been with her for some time now, Erebus could almost sense what she was thinking. He could actually remember that incident, having been one of those crammers. She actually might have been expelled, had he and the others not put in a good word for her. But, he hardly needed to know about this latest deviant act. That was stuff he stayed far away from.

“Did you...ever even love me? Or was that merely a fantasy of mine, one of which I had no business ever even having?”

Onyx chose that moment to cum, shoving his cock fully into the Lopunny's tight asshole, and filling it up with his dark-type jizz. She cried out his name as her climax hit her with the force of a runaway train, and knocking the breath out of her. Erebus stood there calmly; keeping eye contact with Aya and refusing to leave until he got an answer. Which Aya gave, after a moment.

“I liked you. I kind of loved you, despite your being emo half the time. But, it certainly wasn't the fairy-tale, happily ever after kind of love, that human mothers tell their children at night. I don't really think that love even exists. I've never wasted my time looking for it. Neither should you.”

The houndoom bowed his head, a shadow hiding his eyes and a sardonic smile on his face. “Yeah. I thought as much. This here...just helps prove your point.” He replied, faintly, and then turned to head out the door.

“Are you breaking up with me?” She asked, only mildly surprised it had come to this. “Do you want to have sex with me before you go, for old times’ sake? I don't think Onyx here would mind too much.

Erebus merely let out a dry laugh at that one. “Well, tempting as that offer is, I’ll have to pass. It’ll be a lot easier saying goodbye to one of the best things that ever happened in my life if I don’t partake of the forbidden fruit. That being the case I’m leaving now. You and your….partner can keep the den. I’d prefer not to live here and be reminded of the past. The painful past.”

With that, he was gone.

~ My name is Erebus. One very bitter, lonely Houndoom. This is my story. ~

[One Month Later]

Lakkin: What’s up, Doc?
TheDoc: Hey! What’s crackin, Lakkin?! It’s been awhile!
Lakkin: Has it really?
TheDoc: Heck yeah, it has! You haven’t logged on in 3 weeks!
Lakkin: Jeez, I didn’t even notice. Sorry about that man.
TheDoc: What’s wrong, cuz? You been sick or what?
Lakkin: Naw. My minds been shot for awhile. Just having some rough edges in life, you know.
TheDoc: Rough spots? But, I thought your life was looking up, ever since you started dating that Senior chick. She stop giving you some or something?
Lakkin: ……Something like that.
TheDoc:…Aww geez, don’t tell me she was sleeping around. I can’t stand chicks like that.
Lakkin:…Well, if I said she wasn’t I’d be lying.
*PlayaH8tr and Miz B. Gaton logged in*
Miz B. Gaton: Word up, G’s? Lakkin, ain’t seen you in awhile. What up, Shawty?
PlayaH8tr: Doc, how’s it been?
TheDoc: Wassup, guys? Ain’t much changed, you know it is. Same Shit-
Miz B. Gaton: Different Day. Ain’t that the truth, son.
Lakkin: The sad truth.
TheDoc: Hey guys, did you read the above yet?
PlayaH8tr: Yeah, I read it bro. Lakkin’s squeeze been giving everybody a good time, cept him, no?
Lakkin: Yeah, more or less. *sigh* Plus, she had to go and screw the one guy I can’t stand the most in the world. Nor did she bother to stop screwing him after I walked through the door. I mean, what kind of person does that?
Miz B. Gaton: Damn, dawg, that’s messed up. I’m sorry to hear that. Yo, it’s Ho’s and wenches like her that give all the other ladies out here a bad name, y'all Word, half the guys don’t even wanna give nobody a chance, cuz they got burned by some ho’s in the past.
PlayaH8tr: Yeah, that really is messed up, cuz. That done happened to me a few months back, and I ain’t been feeling the females since. I’m still attracted and all, yo, but I can’t put my full heart n’ soul into no relationship no more, ya feel me?
TheDoc: I feel ya, man. So, what you gonna do now, Lakkin?
Lakkin: What am I gonna do? I don’t even know. This wasn’t even my first relationship, but those went bad too. This time was the worst, though. My life wasn’t going that good before all this, but I think this might be a clear message that I’m just not destined to be happy. I’m just gonna keep my head down and try to move on with my life. Imma forget about love. It might be for other brothers, but apparently it ain’t for me.
TheDoc: For real man?
Lakkin: Yeah, chief. You still have someone special, and I hope that keeps working out for you, man. But, I’m over and done with it.
Miz B. Gaten: Listening to this reminded me that I haven’t had a man even look my way for a few years. I think imma follow your example, Lakkin, and give up on love myself. If there were a higher power that actually cared about us common folk, wouldn’t they have sent us a line? Dropped us a hint? I ain’t the biggest religious freak in the park, but I know that much to be obvious.
PlayaH8tr: You got a point there, Miz, and I can’t say I blame you guys. Too much longer and I’ll be liable to give up myself. I’m out for now though, peeps. I gotta go pick up my lil sister from school.
Lakkin: Me too guys. I’m in class right now and I’m nearly positive the teacher has sent me a few glares. I’ll catch you all later.
TheDoc: Peace man. I hope things get better for you.
Miz B. Gaton: Later, home-boy, don’t be a stranger!
*Lakkin has logged out*

It was a typical, Thursday afternoon for most of the students at Poke Fly-by High. But, for Erebus, it was the dawn of a new era. He had even shortened his name to that, two weeks ago. Era. Era was currently in the middle of his computer class. He’d already finished the assignment, about 15 minutes ago, and decided to kill some time and drop in on one of his old forums. Talking with the gang had helped him to feel a little better about life in general, but the Raichu teacher, Mr. Sparks, really had been shooting him some looks. Probably thought he’d been playing games or watching porn, which were, supposedly, two of his pet peeves.

Whatever.

Regardless, Era thought to himself, it was a new age. One without love and one where he wouldn’t bother to even look for love. Besides, who would it possibly hurt? Besides, maybe himself.

The bell rang and Era packed his bags and headed out. After Lunch, it would be time for Sex Education.

[Meanwhile, above the world, in the Heavens…]
A distinguished, disgruntled looking male was wandering the halls of a very large Mansion, painted the color of a Majestic Dawn. Though, that’s only how it looked when its occupants were in a good mood. More often the mansion was the color of an epic Stormfront. The man, clad in a magenta-vest and dark red pants, was covered in a pale aura, tinted the color of roses.

On the back of his vest was his coat-of-arms insignia. A bow and arrow.

At his side was one of his many, ladies-in-waiting. She was wearing a strap-less top, of the purest white, that barely contained her size B, rack, along with a same-colored mini-skirt that left nothing to the imagination.

Neither party had a problem with this.

“Lord Cupid,” The L.I.W. started, turning to the gentleman next to her. “You really shouldn’t have left the summit meeting early. You’re father will be most-“

“My Father can get bent, as far as I’m concerned. Though, I wouldn’t be surprised if he actually liked that.” There was a rumble of thunder in the hallway at his words, but he chose to ignore it. “And I’ve told you to call me Cu, half a thousand times by now, Angelica. You’re 30,000 years old and far too young to be acting senile.”

“I’m hardly senile, Master Cupid, It just so happens I go deaf every time you ask me to use that name. It’s slang and, in my opinion, completely unbecoming of one of your stature.” Angelica muttered.

“Please, like Cupid isn’t unbecoming at all?” He scoffed. “With a name like that it’s no wonder the mortals make statues depicting me as some fledgling in a diaper. Other Gods, demi or otherwise, are hardly better off. As to your other reason for nagging, I’ve never liked the way that Father does things. I don’t like this era and age of disbelief and non-worship any more than he does. But, I refuse to go down to the mortal realm and start causing havoc and mayhem, and thus make it impossible for people to doubt that the Gods exist.”

“But, I thought you liked nothing more, then to-“

“Don’t get me wrong.” Cu interrupted her. “I see nothing wrong with making the mortals fancy each other a little, or lower their inhibitions. That’s hardly the full extent of my power, which would be to make them all run naked through the streets, raping and molesting the first thing they see, inanimate or otherwise. That’s the sort of thing I refuse to do, and that’s the kind of action that Dad is calling for!”

Another low rumble of thunder echoed through the hallways.

“Shut up, old man! You can chastise me later, after you’ve finished your afternoon ritual of screwing half your harem!”

Cu sighed in frustration, and held up his right hand. There was a brief flash of light and a crystal goblet of wine appeared in it. He took a deep swig and it seemed to calm him down.

“One of your stress-relieving wines, I can only assume.” Angelica commented.

“Just one of the 300+ different types of wine I can produce, of which I’m sure you’ve either seen or tasted before. By the way, have you seen Psyche anywhere? It’s her turn to cook dinner, tonight.”

“More than likely she’s trying to calm Jupiter down after you walked off in the middle of his ran- er speech. Whom, by the way is your Grandfather.” She chastised

“I’m well aware of that, Angel.” Cu responded, rolling his eyes. “But, Zeus, as he prefers to be called, is so interfering in my life that he might as well be my Dad. Only don’t tell Mercury, aka Hermes, I said that, you know how he gets. Ugh, too many names. The mortals insist on giving the same beings different names, in accordance with their own culture. Truthfully, Eros is a lot better of a name then Cupid, but the mortals know me better as the latter so mother Venus/Aphrodite insists.”

Angelica was about to make another comment, when another red-attired male appeared in front of the two. Though his aura was one of an angry red, and his face, body, and stature was of one who’d seen many a battle and walked away the clear winner. Cu took notice of him, but didn’t bat an eye.

“Afternoon, Mars. Need something?”

“That’s Ares to you, drunkard.” The War God snarled. “I don’t care what the mortals refer to me as, but here in the Heavens I will be shown the proper respect!”

Cu raised an eyebrow at this, as Angelica instinctively moved back out of the blast radius. This two couldn’t get along if their lives depended on it; immortality non-withstanding.

“Drunkard, is it? I fear you’ve gotten me confused with the wine God, Dionysus. I’ve nothing against him, but one would think after a few dozen centuries the man would learn to hold his wine.”

“You’ve nothing against him, eh? Including the fact that he’s tried several times to replace you as the God of Love?” Ares inquired, with a knowing smirk.

“Oh, I think he learned his lesson the last time he challenged me. From what I heard he was still pulling arrows out of his ass a week later. But, I doubt you popped in for a friendly chat.” Cu conversed.

The frown was back on Ares face. “I didn’t like how you handled yourself at that meeting. You disrespected my Father. I can hardly let that slide.”

“Then do something about it,” Cu challenged, a look of apparent boredom on his face. “Long-living as I am, I’m still a busy man.”

Before the last word had left his mouth, Ares had shot at Cu with the speed of sound; scarcely a blur was there to show his movement. His fist flew at Cu’s face and he smirked as he felt it connect.

Or so he thought.

The smirk quickly wiped off his face, as he saw that what he’d actually hit was Cu’s bow. The bow that Cu had made appear mere milliseconds before the punch hit.

The bow that was already notched with one Cu’s energy arrows.

Ares cursed his haste as the arrow hit him full in the head, blasting him back into the far-east wall. His head slammed into the diamond-studded wall and he collapsed to the floor in a heap. He was still conscious though, the arrow hardly being enough to kill an immortal like himself, but try as he might he was unable to move.

“Next time, your Nancy Boy ass is mine.” Ares snarled, retiring to his quarters, in another flash of light, to wait for the effects of Cu’s arrow to wear off.

“He’s says that every time.” Cu pondered. “Yet, I’m still not sure if that’s a threat or a come-on. I suppose I’ll never know until he actually wins one of these fights.”

“I was surprised that you used one of your paralyzing arrows.” Angelica spoke up, reappearing by Cu’s side. “I was sure you’d use a knock-out arrow, like you usually do. I suppose after 10, 000+ fights and wins with the same person one deserves to be a bit confident.”

She checked the time on her silver wrist-watch and frowned. “Hmm. Maybe I am going a bit senile at that. I was supposed to be in the kitchens over 10 minutes ago. I must retire, Lord Cu. Though, I hope we can ‘speak’ later this evening.” She said, with a wink. With that she was off.

“That girl may well be the end of me.” Cu mused to himself, walking over to a nearby window. The view of the kingdom, with the clouds flowing majestically past the buildings, and the grand ocean on all sides protecting the kingdom from mythical intruders, was truly a sight to behold.

Though, Cu couldn’t find the time to appreciate it this time.

Instead, he was looking at the dull glow of his aura, wrapped around his body.

“Truth be told, I did use one of the knock-out arrows against that jerk. But, it hardly had the desired effect on him. Which means that…..I really am losing my powers? Though, I still disagree with Zeus’s methods, I can hardly sit back and ignore something so serious. Perhaps, it is indeed time that I take another trip down to mortal plane.”

[The Mortal Plane]

Era was sitting at a picnic table, in the High School indoor courtyard. Snow fell all outside, but here the heaters kept the place toasty warm. There were similar tables dotting the lawn, filled with various other students of more than a dozen of the known Pokémon species. They were all chatting, quite happily about any number of various odd things. Some were asking about last week’s history test. Others were talking about a rumor about some treecko Alumni members being caught smoking weed.

Still others were making out, apparently oblivious to the wolf-whistles and cheers of their peers.

Hardly surprising, though. It was the eve of Valentine’s Day. Tomorrow the flowers and chocolates would be passed around, not to mention the confessions of eternal love for those who hadn’t as of yet. They would be a lot more PDA and maybe some would even go further then kissing.

Though, probably not as far as a certain, library-banned, rabbit.

Era whirled around in shock. He was sitting in front of a very large, sapphire-embedded fountain. The fountain was worth as much as a couple of wings of the high-school and was appreciated by almost every student. The water was always kept crystal clear and, every now and then, someone would flip a shiny Poke’ into it; an act which was typically encouraged by the Principal.

Though, Era was sure the splash he’d thought he’d heard was far too large for a Poke’.

He frowned, putting his sandwich down and moving a little closer to water. Maybe he was suffering from stress and hearing things. Or maybe there was something actually in the water. Several something’s…looking…right…at…him.

A wave of water flew out of the fountain and hit him square in the face. He flew back with a pained cry, furiously wiping the water off of himself.

“Grr! Bloody Magikarp and their friggin Splash attacks,” Era growled. “I suppose even an attack, normally useless at that one, would have to do something if the Pokemon was submerged.”

That’s what it was, too. Three, golden-scaled, Magikarp, splashing in the fountain with apparent mirth. Era had no idea how they had gotten in there, but he would be more than happy to see them gone. Even a weak water attack could be painful to a fire-type like him, and their little joke was hardly appreciated.

“What are a bunch of useless, no talent, Pokémon like yourselves even doing here?” He angrily inquired.

The Magikarp stopped swimming and glared up at him, brimming at being referred to as useless.

Era raised an eyebrow, in amusement. “Oh, did I make you angry? What are you gonna do about it?”

I'm not gonna write you a love song Cause you ask for it Cause you need one You see, I'm not gonna write you a long song Cause you tell me it's make or breakin' this If you're on your way I'm not gonna write you to stay If all you have is leavin' I'm gonna need a better reason To write you a love song Today

“Arrg!” Era growled, covering his ears in annoyance. The Magikarp had started singing and they just had to pick the song he hated most in the world. It made no sense and was so gay! He thought his ears would start bleeding!

“Okay, okay, okay, I take it back! You’re not a bunch of no-talents! Please stop singing that trash!”

The Magikarp smirked at how easy it was to win that little fight and stopped singing Love Song. But, they started singing a different song.

Well oh gosh i'm not posh, me I wear odd socks.I do what i'm doin YEAH!So everybody's entitled to opinions,I open my mouth and shit i got millions.I'm the middle kid, the riddle kid,I'll make you giggle till your sickCuz my nose jiggles while i spit.Yeah i do have some storiesAnd its true i want all the glory.Go on then, come on support me,I'm English, try and deport me!Now love me or hate me, its still an obsession.Love me or hate me, that is the question.If you love me then thank you!If you hate me then fuck you!

Love me or Hate me, eh? Now that was a song he could relate to more, despite the fact that a woman was the singer. He sat back and listened, in appreciation this time. It was hard to tell the gender of Pokémon, like Magikarp, at a glance. But, going by the voices, he was sure it was 2 girls and 1 guy. His senses told him that a few of the other students, done with their food, had approached the fountain to see what was going on.

Sweet dreams are made of thisWho am I to disagree?I Travel the world and the seven seasEverybody's looking for somethingSome of them want to use youSome of them want to get used by youSome of them want to abuse youSome of them want to be abused

The Magikarp had finished singing that song and, after a brief round of applause, had started singing Sweet Dreams. Era couldn’t help but notice that the songs thus far had all had something to do with love. He was reminded of a scene from one of the human movies; Night at the Museum 2, and couldn’t help but wonder if these Magikarp had appeared because of Valentine’s Day being around the corner.

A lot more students had come over to watch. One sat down next to him.

“Makes you wonder doesn’t it.”

Era looked over at the student, a Lucario, in confusion.

“Excuse me?” Era replied.

“Oh, I’m sorry, I haven’t even introduced myself. You can just call me…Cu.” The Lucario said with a friendly smile, and then gestured back at the Magikarp.

“I was referring to them. It makes one wonder where they came from and why they’re here, don’t you think? Not to mention why they’re, thus far, only singing songs that have to do with love.”

Era looked at him, in shock. Had he read his mind or something?

“Um…yeah, it does” He answered. “I was actually just thinking along those lines. Though, I can’t say I’m really moved by their song choice.” He said, truthfully, remembering his morning vow.

“Indeed?” Cu inquired with a bit of surprise. “You sound as if you’ve experienced your share of heartbreak. Though, I’d hope not as it’s something I’ve never thought people actually deserved.”

“Sheesh, is it that obvious?” Era asked, astounded. Maybe it really was getting to him. “Yeah, I did, but I really don’t want to talk about it. I’ve given up on love. It’s not for me and never has been. Several of my online friends feel the same way I do, so we’re done. Why I’m telling someone I just met all this I honestly don’t know. But there’s no reason to hide it either, I guess, as I honestly stopped caring.”

“….So it was you.” Cu muttered.

Era raised an eyebrow, as he thought he’d felt the temperature drop a few degrees. “What?”

“Oh, nothing, nothing at all!” Cu responded. “Look. I know we don’t know each other, and it’s hardly my place to give you advice on something that close and personal, but I’m the kind of guy who does stuff on a whim. In my honest opinion, I think you’re going on about this the wrong way, and that it’s too soon to give up. Love, the true kind that is, strikes hard, fast and out of the blue. Plus, it’s indiscriminate. It could easily hit you too.”

Era responded with another dry laugh. “Thanks for the advice, Mr.…Cu? But, why would you care? Why tell me all this, when we’ve just met and I don’t even know if I like you?”

“I do things on a whim.” Was Cu’s only response. Then he turned his attention back to the Magikarp, which had begun singing a new song.

It's kinda funny you were always nearBut who would ever thought we'd end up hereAnd every time I need you, you've been there for meNow it's clear I've been waiting for you

Before Era could think of a clever response to that one, he was distracted by a high-pitched squeal. Another female had approached the fountain and apparently thought the singing Magikarp were super-cute. Era covered his ears in pain, and looked around for the source of his new discomfort.

It was a Persian. The interesting fact about her, other than the easy high C, was that she seemed to be an anthro Pokémon like him. Meaning she had both a Persian and a Human as parents. She had all the abilities and traits of a Persian, but her physical body more closely resembled that of a Human teen.

This school was the only known one in the country that had no problem excepting Anthros, oft thought the by-product of demons, into its doors. Even most of the teachers were Anthros.

Era found that he couldn’t stop looking at her, whoever she was. She had long, silky, hair-like fur that went down past her shoulders, and were colored the same cream as the rest of her. Her fangs gleamed pearly-white, and her forehead gym was of the richest ruby-tint. She was wearing a black, indigo-bordered, sweater and matching slacks, in contrast to his fire-orange jeans and no top.

Could it be you & INever imaginedCould it be suddenly I'm fallin' for youCould it be you were right here beside me and I never knewCould it be that it's true It's you and it's you

Why he would be so interested in a cat, his supposed mortal enemy, was beyond him. But, Era found that he couldn’t look away; until she looked over his way and met his gaze.

“I….have to go,” Era stammered, getting up from his seat. “It’s almost time for my next class.” The Persian stared after him and giggled.

Cu looked at him, over his shoulder, as Era departed. “Oh, indeed, class is in, Sir Era. Don’t fail, now.”

His eyes flashed red, and he vanished.

[Sex Ed]

“Miss Su? Is sexual stimulation through the penis the only way there is for a male to pleasure a woman? Only, I’ve already tried that several times in the past, but it’s very hard to mount a female and it’s very uncomfortable for me to lie on my back too long.” An Ivysaur inquired of the teacher, amid a few laughs from his fellow students.

The Anthro Absol at the front of the classroom bit back a chuckle. It was hardly the first time she’d ever heard such a query in her teaching career.

“Life would probably be a lot simpler if that were so, Emerl. No, there are plenty of ways to pleasure your partner. Usually, it just depends on the species. For instance, a member of the plant species, much like yourself, can always use their vines to stimulate the sensitive areas of their partner, like the breasts & nipples, vagina & ass. Those who are more human in nature, like Jynx and Lopunny, can also use their hands or mouths to stimulate the previously mentioned areas and can, in turn, be stimulated themselves in those areas. Also, all beings, including humans and pokemon, like the Porygon species, who have no visible and obvious delicates, can be stimulated by way of massage, as all parts of ones body are inherently sensitive.”

Those of the class who weren’t as versed in this, blushed heavily as the teacher spoke. Era, in the back, who had experienced it all before, sat around looking mildly bored. He muttered under his breath when she mentioned Lopunny. In his opinion that species could get far too stimulated. But, he looked up with the rest of the class, in frank curiosity, when the teacher excused herself for a moment. It was only then that he remembered that she had mentioned last week a surprise that she had for them today.

~

A lone Lucario was hanging outside of a classroom. Several of the girls walking by, between classes, were trying to catch his eye; believing him to be of the strong yet silent type as he’d yet said a word to anyone. But, he had other things on his mind then casual flirting.

In his paws was a deck of cards. He shuffled them three times then looked at the top five cards.

“Hmm. 2 of Clubs. 3 of Spades. 5 of Diamonds. 2 of Hearts. 8 of Spades. A pair.”

As he muttered this to himself 2 Eevee twins, a Glaceon and a Leafeon, walked by, winking at him. He raised an eyebrow at them and they giggled and moved on. He shuffled the cards again, thrice, then drew a new hand.

“3 of Spades. 4 of Diamonds. 3 of Hearts. 7 of Clubs. 3 of Clubs. 3 of a kind.”

At the same time, three biker punks walked by; combing back their hair with bones and trying to look tough. The Marowak were all wearing matching, crossbones, jackets.

The door next to him opened and an Absol walked out. She looked around for a moment, frowning, and then turned to the Lucario.

“Excuse me, young man, but have you seen 2 Blaziken around here? They were supposed to be giving my class a presentation today.”

The Lucario stopped shuffling the deck and looked over at her.

“Those two? Unfortunately, they took ill. I was to tell you that they had come down with a rare fever and that they apologize for the inconvenience.”

“You’ve got to be kidding me!? Why today of all days?!” Miss Su cried out, agitated. “Besides, who ever heard of a fire-type getting a fever?!” She demanded.

Cu just shrugged. “I suppose that’s why it’s rare. It’s practically unheard of, which is why it’s so serious they couldn’t stay.”

The Absol put a hand over her eyes, sighing in exasperation. “Great, now what am I going to do? I promised them a treat and now they’ll think I’m a liar.”

The teacher, busy thinking of some alternative to her original plan, forgot the most important thing about covering ones eyes. It made it nearly impossible to see. Which is why she didn’t see the wave of pink energy flying at her from the Lucario’s paw. She felt something like very warm air envelop her for a second and, all of a sudden, the perfect solution came to her.

Cu watched her turn around and go back into her classroom, an odd smile on her face. Then he shuffled his playing cards again and dealt himself a new hand of five.

“10 of Spades. Jack of Spades. Queen of Spades. King of Spades. Ace of Spades. Royal Flush.”

~

Era and the others raised an eyebrow when their flamboyant teacher walked back into the classroom, empty-handed, locking the door behind her. There was something different about her, but Era couldn't put his finger on it. More then likely he was just imagining things, though. His mind had gone through far too much as of late.

Miss Su sauntered over to her desk and sat down on it, facing the class, with a serene smile. "Well Class, I have some good news and bad news for you. The bad news is that the group I'd planned to have over today, to give you all a live demonstration of what we've been studying the past few weeks, suddenly took ill and couldn't make it."

This statement was met with a chorus of groans and muttered curses. "What a gip!" a Hitmonlee called, from the third row.

"Now, now, let's not all lose our heads!" Miss Su admonished them. "I already mentioned I had a plan B."

The class broke out in curious murmurs amongst themselves. "What could possibly be a suitable Plan B?!" The same Hitmonlee called.

The Absol ripped her white blouse open, revealing her bare breasts.

The class gasped in stunned shock, a few actually falling out of their seats. The Hitmonlee, a virgin named Gin, was blushing so hard his entire head was red, and was so completely shocked that he forgot how to speak.

Not that anyone cared.

The teacher smiled, seductively, noting that the eyes of most of the class were now on her chest, which was the same inky black as her face. There were more then a few girls looking as well; trying not to be too obvious about it and failing utterly.

"For the past few weeks we've been discussing the pleasure spots of men and woman, and the various ways they can be stimulated. I figured the best way for you to all get it was for some visual aids. But, since plan A didn't work out, I decided to use myself!" Miss Su explained. "Let's see. You already know about the different parts on a males body; the penis, nut-sack and sheath, not to mention the knots found on the canine species. You also know the various parts of the female; The vagina and clitoris, breasts and nipples. You know these spots are stimulated by oneself and by their partners in order to induce pleasure and you know the theory behind mating. But, most of you have never seen these parts up close or done anything remotely sexual thus far, judging from last week's poll. Today, some of you will get that chance."

"But...teacher," A Raichu named Volt, sitting in the 2nd row and Northwest of Era, started, raising his hand. "Isn't something like that kind of...illegal, or something? I mean, we could get in serious tr-"

Volt broke off, mid-inquiry, as a strange sensation plagued him all of a sudden. Something firm, yet soft and furry seemed to be pressing up against his mouth. He grunted in objection and tried to move away, but he couldn't break free. If he didn't know better he'd swear that he was being kissed, and quite forcefully at that. But, there was no one in front of him doing such a thing! Another sensation hit him; a smooth, slippery and hot intrusion, like someone's tongue dancing in his mouth. His eyes widened in fear and surprise, but he felt himself start to get hard. It stopped a moment later and he started gasping for air.

Volt's other classmates were looking at him in concern, wondering what on Earth had happened. But, Era was staring, warily, at Miss Su, who was licking her lips, unnoticed by the others.

"Now, now, no need to worry about any of that." She replied, giving them a wink. "It's my job to make sure you all get the education you need and if anything were to go wrong, it would be my fat in the fire. I'm not worried though, so neither should you be. Now, are there any other questions?"

The class members shot each other furtive looks and shook their heads. Miss Su smiled.

"Very well! Alright, now how to do this......I'll need a volunteer first of all." She decided, kicking off her heels. She quickly noted that no one looked about to jump out of their seats anytime soon, however. "I suppose I'll just choose my 'volunteer'. That being the case, I choose you......Era."

Era grunted in disbelief. Yesterday, maybe. But, just this morning he'd decided to give up on anything intimate; educational or otherwise.

"No offense, Miss Teacher, but I'm really not in the mood for anything like this. Please call on someone else."

"Well, no offense to you, Mr. Student, but it's really not up for debate. I have my reasons for picking you so kindly get up here."

Era started to object some more, when he felt his member being squeezed, though it was still inside his sheath. He gasped in pain and looked down, but he didn't see anything touching him. Looking up again he noticed a slight, black pulsing coming from his teacher's hand; nearly hidden from view behind her back. He'd never really heard of a move like this before, but deduced it to be a form of Faint Attack or other long-distance dark-type move. She smiled, innocently, at him.

"You coming?" She asked.

Realizing he had little choice in the matter he, begrudgingly, got out of his seat and, leaving his pants    at his desk, walked to the front of the class. Miss Su patted the spot next to her and he sat down, facing her, silently asking what his next instructions were to be. She smiled at him and then turned her attention back to the class.

"Now, truthfully, how many of you have ever done anything to a woman's breasts, or, for that matter, even seen any."

She was hardly surprised when only 3, out of 12, raised their hands, tentatively.

"As i thought. Well, Mr. Era here has kindly offered his services for the day and he's going to show you all how to pleasure a woman, focusing on her breasts. Era, please show the class your skill."

Era, red for several conflicting reasons, reached over and grabbed Su's breasts. Even though he was being forced into this position, pun most likely intended, he couldn't help but admire the fullness of them. The Absol let out a low purr and looked at him expectantly. He frowned at her and began rubbing her breasts; pinching and squeezing her furry cups and running his thumbs over her pebble-hard nipples. She purred again and cast a glance at the class, making sure they were taking this all in.

No one, not even the females, were looking at anything but the demonstration going on.

"Massages like this are one of the easiest and best ways to please a female with healthy endowments," Miss Su explained, addressing the class again. "But, of course, one can use a lot more then just their hands."

Noting his cue, Era leaned forward and captured her right nipple in his heated mouth. Past experience had taught him that too much tongue action on a furrie's chest resulted in far too much unwanted hair in one's mouth. Miss Su, however, had no problem with him going straight for the target and moaned again in encouragement. The heat around her sensitive flesh was almost scalding and, nonetheless, very pleasurable. She held him to her breast with a paw, starting to pant in pleasure, as he gently bit her, before she turned to address the class again.

"His actions are causing me a lot of pleasure, as you can note from my intense blush and repeated moans. What I'm doing to him is a common form of encouragement, seen in both genders. It should be noted, however, that one can do potentially dangerous things in the heat of the moment."

Su then shoved Era's head in between her breasts. His face was completely surrounded by a furry warmth and he couldn't breathe. He mumbled a panicky complaint into her cleavage and she chuckled, letting him up.

"If one's not careful one could end up accidentally smothering their partner. This holds true for both genders; females doing such between their breasts, as demonstrated, and both genders doing such between the legs. So remember, Class, that practicing 'safe sex' isn't just about condoms and birth control."

The class was taking notes, at a feverish pace, not taking their eyes off of this enticing scene. Era could almost be embarrassed about being seen in such a manner, by the entirety of the Sex Ed session, if he wasn't busy being annoyed by being in this situation in the first place. Another problem, he saw with fear, was that he was being turned on by the unwanted, but still pleasurable, new closeness with his teacher. A fact Miss Su noted right away.

Another person who noticed was Bella, a Bellosom fem in the third row. Her eyes were focused on the stiff piece of pokehood, currently on display for the whole class to see. It was the first one she'd ever seen and, despite the type disadvantage that would be present in such a relationship, she found herself daydreaming about what she'd like to do with that cock were she ever allowed to get her hands on it; one of which was currently under her skirt and inside her quim.

"That wasn't bad at all, Mr. Era." Miss Su complimented the, still scowling, Houndoom teen. "I do think you've earned yourself a little reward and, if you lay back rightly on the desk, I'll be happy to give it to you." She finished, with an innocent little smile that didn't quite meet her eyes.

Era gave her a curious look, but complied without further hesitation lest she use some more of her shadow magic on him. It had to be pretty strong, after all, to have such an effect on a fellow Dark-type. The teacher smiled, scooting over to make room for him. After he was situated she climbed back on the desk, kneeling between his legs. Her luscious breasts were hanging dangerously close to his member.

"Wait, what are you planning t-......ohhhh." His question melted into a moan as Su wrapped Era's cock in her sizable mammary's and began to move them up and down his prick. Era couldn't help but moan, as the most sensitive organ he possessed was being squeezed by a furry, fluffy heat. Whatever her faults his teacher sure knew her way around the body, Era confessed to himself, as she engulfed his head with her mouth while continuing to stimulate him with her impressive rack.

Meanwhile, a Quilava by the name of Ember was sitting in the third row and wishing he was in the Houndoom's place, with his cock being massaged by the hot teacher. The lucky punk didn't even want to be up there! Bloody hypocrite. If the teacher hadn't picked Era, Ember would have volunteered with bells on his toes. As it was he'd have to settle for enjoying the free show. Which he was; his paw currently in his unzipped pants and stroking furiously. Out of the corner of his eye he noticed Bella, seemingly masturbating furiously to the event at the head of the classroom, and couldn't help but watch her for a bit.

Era's penis was now fully out of his sheath and his knot was steadily forming. Miss Su gently squeezed it, with her heaving bosom, and the Dark dog couldn't help but groan appreciatively. Her tongue swirled in his 'slit' and he hit his climax, jerking forward about an inch, and filling her mouth with his shadowy sperm. She swallowed it, audibly, then, after quickly shedding her Ivory skirt and Midnight panties, crawled over Era, with a smirk.

Era's head was assaulted with several conflicting emotions at this point. He was trying to concentrate and focus so that he could figure this all out. Before he got too far, however, he felt his teacher crawling over his form and his face was, again, buried in the Absol's heat.

Bella raised her leafy eyebrows as the Teacher, again, showed the class something new at Era's expense. He was lying on his back, on Su's wide mahogany desk, with his head towards the class. Though, the Grass-type doubted the dog could even see the expressions on his classmates faces, seeing as how their teacher was now straddling his head and had buried his face in her dripping snatch. From this position they'd be able to see exactly what was going on between Miss Su's legs, Bella realized, as she continued to pleasure herself furiously. Out of the corner of her eye she noticed Ember staring at her, with steadily growing lust. Her cheeks flared up in an instant blush.

"No...wait..th-, this isn't what it looks like!" She cried, in as silent a tone as she could manage, looking away from his gaze. Ember gave a little smirk, shyly looking the other way himself. "Oh...well, that's too bad if it isn't. I was thinking it was easily one of the sexist things I've ever seen, but i must just be imagining things."

The pure-grass Pokemon didn't say anything, choosing to keep looking toward the back wall of the room. After a minute she slowly turned back towards the fire-weasel. "Did...did you really think it was sexy?" Bella asked him.

"Definitely," Ember admitted, also speaking in quiet tones. "I'd say that this Sex Ed class is living up to the hype, if people can be taught stuff like what you were doing. As sexy as our Teacher is, I'm having a hard time facing front if you know what i mean."

The Bellosom giggled, feeling the same way he was for different reasons. She gave Ember an appraising look. She had to admit that, while her mind was currently focused on Era, Ember was kind of cute. He was also a fire-type, obviously, but in another situation maybe...

Ember raised an eyebrow in confusion as Bella turned from him again, seemingly blushing. "Did I say something wrong? What are you thinking about right now, that you'd turn away?" He asked her, quietly.

"Do you really want to know?" Bella asked him, still facing away, her voice laced with some emotion that Ember couldn't place. "Of course I do!" The tan and blue pokemon replied, his quills firing up in slight annoyance. "I wouldn't have asked if I didn't!"

"Well," the flower pokemon began. "I was thinking about getting on one of those inflatable, rubber futons in the back and trying some of this stuff out for myself. But...it helps if one has a partner, you know?" She looked over her shoulder at Ember and saw that he was frozen with shock...and growing lust.

"Well....if you need a partner.....I'm willing to help." He said, shyly. He started to say something else, something cool and suave, when she leaned over and kissed him.

The demonic dog, meanwhile, was finding his senses overloaded. His eyes only had vision of about 2 inches and were pretty much staring up his teachers inky-black canal, his snout was pressed up against her clit and her feminine musk filled his nostrils, his muzzle was nearly buried between her lips with her sweet ginger essence cascading down his tongue, her soft furry thighs were rubbing against his cheeks, and his ears were filled with her moans of pure pleasure. Meanwhile his mind was still telling him that all this was wrong and that he should do something to stop it, while fighting the urge to throw her off him, hold her up against a wall, and ream her like the morning would never come.

He reached up and grabbed her ass, lifting her off of him so he could breathe, but she dropped back on top of him. He got mad again and nipped her nether lips, seeking to cause more pain then pleasure. His strategy worked and she jumped off him in shock; pressing her ass more fully into his paws, which he began to fondle instinctively. Now that he could actually breathe, Era set about pleasuring her, knowing she wouldn't move unless he did so. He thrust his tongue into her folds and she moaned, appreciatively, moving so that her knees were resting on either side of the Dark-male's head and her pussy was hovering a few inches above his maw.

“Is it okay if I....call you Era?” Bella asked, tentatively, wrapping her B cups around the fire-types cock in a way that would have made Miss Su proud.

“I guess so. But, only if...I can call you Su.” Ember groaned, as he began sliding between the flower girls assets.

“I'm okay with that.” The feeling of that warm prick moving between her breasts as she squeezed them together was a lot more pleasurable then she'd expected. Ember was thrusting his member rapidly in her cleavage, sending pleasurable tingles through her system as one of the more sensitive parts of her body was repeatedly stimulated. The sight of his fiery head appearing and disappearing made her even more horny and she took to licking it when it peeked out.

“Ah, Su, that feels so nice.” Ember moaned, highly enjoying the feeling of his cock being massaged all over by her bushy rack and, most recently, by her tongue. “I'm gonna cum soon.”

“Do it to me, Era!” Bella cried out, softly. “Spray your fiery jizz all over my breasts!” The shock of a cute girl like her asking him to do such a naughty thing was enough to drive the fire-weasel over the edge. With a small grimace, he exploded all over her chest; some of his sperm flying far enough to reach her cheeks. Bella cried out again in shock. It was so hot! It almost burned her flowery skin, but she mostly tingled with pleasure. Being a grass-type Pokemon, it wasn't long before her natural traits absorbed the wet substance into her skin, causing her more pleasure as if she'd just used Ingrain.

Miss Su's left paw held onto Era's head possessively, her right paw on his chest for balance, as she came into his mouth. While he lay there drinking her fluids like a faithful pet, and still in the trows of ecstasy, the teacher explained to the class about many different ways for pokemon to give head.

The class meanwhile was horny beyond belief after watching this scene for 30 minutes already. More then half of them had also taken note of the couple on the futons in the back and were having a hard time deciding who they wanted to watch more.

The Raichu, Volt, caught the eye of a Kirlia named Lumi and, using facial expressions alone, indicated that he'd very much like to go to the back of the room with her for a practical exam. The Psychic-type blushed heavily when she realized what he was implicating but, after a minute, gave a shy little nod. Several other classmates made the same offer to each other and most agreed that a bit of practice sounded good to them.

Ember swirled his tongue around in Bella's honey-pot and barely noticed when more then half the class began setting up futons around them and stripped off. Bella was really enjoying his attention and, while she was moaning out the name of the current Teacher's Pet, Ember knew she was calling out for him. She tasted deliciously sweet to him, just as he always imagined Miss Su would taste like, and he probed deeper into her cinnamon-scented tunnel, lapping up her essence just the way Era had so recently showed them. Whatever Ember thought of that lucky bastard, he felt he was a natural teacher.

The class lasted two hours and, in the 90 minutes that had been left to them ever since Miss Su had returned from the Hallway, she took them all through most of the different sexual positions, always using Era as her Training Dummy or Guinea Pig. Positions, styles, and techniques from things like Oral  Sex, Titty Fucking and the 69 position, to stuff like Hot-dogging, Rimming and using one's feet to stroke their partner. She led them through Nips, Bites, and Kisses of all shapes and sizes and, in one memorable experience, Era had tea-bagged her while she fingered his ass. By the time she was ready to start actual intercourse the bell had rung, ending the period and leaving the class with enough knowledge to last them until their Mid-Life crisis.

A Lone Lucario watched the class file out into the hallway; some a little mussed and tussed, but all with some manner of smile on their face and even a few were holding hands. His own hand was surrounded with a light, red aura that had been steadily growing darker as the class presumed.

“Well....not quite the effect I was going for, but it certainly does the trick.”

~

Era was walking through the hallways, heading for his locker. What had happened back there? That, that,….he had no words for that! He had no explanation for that! He had no rhyme or reason for that!

He wasn’t watching where he was going and bumped into someone.

“Oh! Ha, ha. I know you! You’re that Houndoom that was staring at my chest before!”

It was that Persian girl, from the courtyard. All the students in the school he could have bumped into, and yet- “I was not staring at your chest!” Era cried, in indignation, earning a few stares from the passerby.

“Really?” She inquired, crossing her arms across her chest, under her breasts. “You saying my chest isn’t good enough to be stared at? You certainly seem to be staring at it now.”

Era’s eyes had automatically been drawn to her chest, at her movement. But, he tore his eyes away, his cheeks turning red.

“It’s a natural reaction, okay? Anyway, what do you want?” He growled.

“Ooh, tough guy!” she said, raising her arms in mock surrender, laughing. “Would you relax, I’m just messing with you! By the way, my name is Vol.”

“A Persian named Vol?” He repeated, in disbelief. “And I’m Era, by the way. Short for Erebus.”

“What can I say?” Vol, shrugged. “My mother wanted a Vulpix. Nice to meet you, Era. Anyway, I noticed you checking me out and was just curious. I don’t get too many looks from ‘Enemy species’ as my parents would call them. Oddly, I get more from prey species, but that’s another story.”

Era sighed and moved to the side of the hallway, so other students could pass. “Listen, Vol. I didn’t mean to offend you or give you the wrong idea. I’ve no real idea as to why I stared at you like that. It was a first for me, really. But, I’ve recently given up on dating, and looking for a mate and all that. So, if that’s at all what you were wondering, then-“

“Whoa, whoa, hold your horses Mr. Confident! I didn’t even say all that. I’m hardly looking for a mate or something right now. Least of all, with someone I just met. Though, I kinda was going to ask you to the Valentine’s dance tomorrow. But, it seems that’s out of the question.”

Era paused. He’d forgotten all about that dance. Not surprisingly, seeing as he no longer had a date for it. He’d even brought a new outfit for it, the day before the incident, and was going to surprise her with it. Needless to say, he was the one who’d ended up surprised.

He stared at Vol, pondering. There was no rule that said one had to hate girls in order to stop looking at them, romantically. Nor could one tiny little dance possibly hurt anything. It was hardly a date and she was probably just eager to go to a dance and hadn’t yet found someone to go with; which was why she was asking him, someone she’d recently noticed checking her out. After all was said and done they could always go back to their individual lives, or even just stay on as friends.

“Hold on. It doesn’t have to be out of the question. I mean…there’s nothing wrong with just one dance, right? If you really want to go with me, then I can be your date.” He agreed.

“Awesome! Then it’s a date!” She cried, giving him a brief hug and causing him to blush. “I have to get to class now, but I’ll see you later, okay!” Vol said, turning to leave. After a few steps she stopped and looked back at him, over her shoulder.

“Oh, and Era? I never said that I was offended.” Vol stated, with a wink.

Era shook his head with awe, wondering what he’d gotten himself into, and then preceded to his locker to get his things and catch the bus home; His last class for the day having been canceled. Behind Era, and unnoticed by the Houndoom Sophomore, a locker slammed shut. The angry face of a Tyranitar stared after Era.

“So dog boy thinks that things are looking up for him, does he? I’ll be sure to show him how wrong he is.”