It didn't matter to Jim as he smiled. He had been at this training business for a could of years and he realized after his last match with the Gym leader Whitney. The Miltank didn't just beat his crew, half of them were beaten so badly they would take months to be able to walk again. His starter, a strong male Croconaw had trouble eating from a broken jaw.

He stood before most of his Pokemon resting at a poke-center critical care unit with tears in his eyes. "I'm sorry guys... I just... I just thought we were ready. You don't deserve this, I promise that I'll make it up to you when you get out of here. For now just rest and try to get better." He gave a poke block to each of his wounded friends and dropped them from his active registry while he looked through Lanette's Storage system and found his houndoom as the only Pokemon remaining.

"Well I guess giving those Pokemon to my siblings wasn't the best idea right before facing one of the more deadly trainers in this region." Jim wanted to kick himself but just gave a sigh as the machine loaded an empty pokeball with the creature. He pressed a button and in a shimmering of light a large black and brown creature with large gray horns looked around. She looked at him and tilted her head.

“Hey Dust, how you been?" He rubbed the female and pulled a with a black necklace with a pouch of charcoal on it for his Pokemon. She wagged her tail happily now used to getting gifts. As he lower his face to hers, Dust gave him and affectionate lick on the face. The heat from her tongue made him feel a lot better in the face of such a crushing loss only hours before.

Jim quickly told his Pokemon what happened while giving her a brushing over. Jim believed in telling his Pokemon what was up and keeping their opinion in mind because at the end of the day, they were doing the fighting and he was just a coach.

Dust nodded before pacing around her Trainer and giving him a sniff. Jim let her stretch her legs a bit but something about her attention to his crotch made him feel a little nervous but her smile afterward made him shiver. "Well your the only one of the group that not hurt. So we are going on a little trip to capture a few Pokemon. I learned a lesson today, don't mess with pink cows."

She gave a little snort that caused a little bit of smoke to come from her nostrils. Both the trainer and his Pokemon walked out of the city of goldenrod, a tent was on his back and a few rations in his satchel. A moment of wandering through the tall grass of route 35 was a chance in encounter with an particularly annoying Abra. Each time Jim came close to the Abra he would teleport away.

A few hours into exploring the sun began to settle and Jim had caught nothing worth keeping. “Dammit, What am I going to do with a million Psyducks.” He asked as he roasted a few strips of meat and pokeblocks over a small campfire. The Houndoom look at him meaningfully then looked at the fire than back to him. “Nope. I'm not going to eat them.” Dust gave a annoyed snort and started to pace around the camp site before she stiffened and growled loudly. Jim hopped to his feet and peer into the distance reaching into his pocket to flick open his knife. The various 'Team' groups had robbed trainers on route 35 before and he wouldn't fall prey to a mugger in the night.

A large Arcanine padded through the bushes. It towered over to them, the creature was frighteningly male and seemed to eye his radiate both power and lust. His Pokemon lowered herself and growled savagely at the beast. Jim quickly flicked his pokedex to silent and scanned the foe to see what he was dealing with. The screen flashed and pinged the Arcanine at level forty five, his heart sank because his houndoom was only rated at level thirty-seven.

“Dust use Crun-” Jim couldn't finish the words as the Arcanine extreme speed allowed it to dash past his houndoom and swat him down with a single paw. He could smell the fresh blood on this Arcanine and see the scars from so many battle in the wild. The Pokemon was looking him dead in the eye and growling low, the Arcanine's eyes darted between him and the houndoom. Jim knew a threat when he saw it and the Arcanine was using him as bait.

Dust watched her trainer with keen eyes and watched his hands and notices the gesture for nasty plot. To another Pokemon this would just look like she was concentrating on her masters welfare but in her mind she was thinking of things that stimulated the dark....Lust...Power...Wrath...Greed. She looked at her trainer and noticed the gesture to do it again. As the Arcanine stared at her with lust and fury in his eyes she began her second round of nasty plot, she spread her back legs and allowed her lust to flow freely and powerfully. The scent of her woman hood along with the tempting nature of the dark caused the Arcanine to turn his full focus to her, his nose wiggling with each snort of her scent, while her lust was focus on her trainer.

With another gesture her trainer commanded her to use attract, she turned around and raised her hips allowing Jim and the Arcanine to see her wanton nature and her need as her canine like vagina quivered with need. The Arcanine simply walked away from the Trainer and sat only a few paces from the female with his barbed and knotted cock straining outside of its sheath. She saw her trainer make one last gesture, she smiled and sauntered closer and closer to the Arcanine. Her large and warm tongue darted over his large cock and licked slowly, He purred in pleasure almost ready to blow his load from the incredibly amount of stimulation and arousal in his body.

The Arcanine suddenly let out a scream loud enough to rattle the trees nearby. Dust had used crunch in the most vulnerable spot on the more powerful beast. He struggled and fell back, at the same time attract had brought him over the edge causing him to cum on his own belly and face. He whined as the second and third bite hit their mark and he finally escaped his tormentor and fled forward into a tree. The force of his speed meeting the tree made a nasty crunch as his body glowed with strange light and Jim held on to the pokeball which didn't shake once before the ball signaled that the Arcanine was captured.

“Whew!” Jim said as he put the ball on his belt. “Good job, Dust, I didn't think we would have made it.” Dust snorted at Jim while still dripping juices from the use of attract and nasty plot. She didn't have time for her trainer's words, she had needs and they would be met..Now. She wasted no time in pouncing on her trainer, all eighty-pounds of her knocked her trainer back to the floor as she looked him in the eye. A few quick flicks of her claws tore his shirt from his body as she gave a low growl and began to lick over his body pay special attention to his nipples and his belly.

“What do you think you are doing dust?!” Jim shouted and attempt to push her off but a quick and painful flick of her tail to smack his hands away. “Stop.” He said with a stern voice, Dust lust clouded mind paused for a moment and she backed away from her trainer. She grunted in frustration but she was loyal, she turned away from the stupid human and raised her hips exposing her quivering need. She whimpered and whined, her tail occasionally using its spade point to gesture at the her swollen mound.

She heard him sigh and kept her head low and her eyes closed both frustrated and embarrassed at losing control. She could hear her trainer walking up to her and she expected to be put back into the ball. “You tore my shirt into rags, Dust.” He said with a grunt as she flinched from accusation in his voice. “But you also saved my life. I owe you but I swear if any of my Pokemon start getting idea's from you. I'm going to be pissed. This is a one time thing. Deal?” Jim spoke in a voice that brooked no argument. Dust gave a soft bark of acknowledgment.

“Stay.” He said as he moved behind her and brushed her wagging tail aside. He placed his face close to her feminine slit. Jim had fucked a few girls in his life time and there were plenty of women to be had as a trainer, he lost his virginity to a girl outside his first gym after he got his prize money but he had never encountered such a strange looking vagina. Instead of a single slit it looked like a Y shape. “Here goes nothing.” He placed his tongue against the vagina he could feel the warmth, the taste was slightly salty but with a little sweetness as an after taste. A few test licks was all he gave before he dived into his Pokemon with gusto. Dust quivered from the attention of her trainer as his thick tongue probed her like a canine tongue couldn't compete. She let out a pleasurable gasp as his tongue pushed past her swollen lips and into her velvety folds.

Jim sighed and stood up licking the juices from his face as Dust looked over her shoulder curiously, “No I'm not done. Stop pouting.” He joked as he slowly removed his pants and revealed his cock. He wasn't shy as he has bathed with his Pokemon on many occasions while in Lavaridge City Spa's. He began to stroke himself as Dust turn around and her tail gentle moved his hand away. She began gently licking at his rising erection, she felt his smooth penis get larger and harder with her attention. She paused with a slight canine smile before her eyes glowed pink and she hit her trainer with the fully powered attract. Jim could feel his lust rising and realized what his Pokemon had done, he could barely marshal his thoughts as his cock did the thinking.

Without any fanfare pushed Dust snout away and walked around to her hips. He pressed his cock against her slit. He gave an animal grunt and pushed his cock in to her slit, he paused when he got his full length inside of her, he never felt a pussy so tight in his life. Her body was extra warm from being a fire type, he could feel her pink walls closing around his cock in need. Her need was just as strong as his, without any warning he pulled back his hips and began to pound into body feeling each and every tense of her muscles. He grunted under the power of both attract and his own lust. Dust gave a moan that sounded more like a growl from her canine maw as she clenched her muscles down her on trainer even harder.

Jim felt himself reaching his peak quickly inside those velvet folds, his mind started to clear up and he could feel the cold air on his body and started to slow his pumps. “I'm close...” He said to himself as he made sure to give long slow strokes, his cock slick with her juices. Dust came over his cock with a slick and warm fluid, he pull out and pressed his cock against her tight little asshole and with a single push slid inside. The pain and pleasure of the moment caused the canine Pokemon to buck her hips and give another small puddle of female juices on the dirt. Jim gave a loud grunt as his cock pump load after load into his Pokemon's asshole. He felt himself finally come down from the high that Attract gives, he pulled his cock out of his Pokemon with a wet pop. He sat down as Dust began to lick him clean, she tasted his cum mixed with her juices as she lapped up the last little bits of cum. Jim felt tired from the nights even and feel asleep with the Houndoom nuzzled in his lap.

The next day he awoke to Dust standing over him with her canine smile. “Don't look so smug. I'll admit, I'm no Pedophile but.... But that was some of the best sex I've had. Remember this is our secret.” Dust smiled as her trainer put on his pants and collect his gear. As they arrived back at the poke-center after making a detour to get another shirt from the poke-mart. Dust greased her fellow injured Pokemon, she didn't need to say a word as they could smell him all over her. Each of the females and a few of the male Pokemon center their gaze on their trainer.

'Master....' The male Kirlia with an arm brace named Walt spoke inside his head with an admonishing voice. 'While I don't have a say in what you do with us. I do have to bring to your attention that each of us can smell the strong sent of sex on Dust and those that can't, can see the after glow in her face.' The Kirlia smiled and pointed to her trainer as his face reddened with embarrassment. 'We aren't upset, in fact we are all various degrees of interested. I myself would like a turn at the experience since I can't read Dust's mind and enjoy them from her point of view.' Walt snickered as Jim just placed a hand on his face.