A fresh trainer grinned excitedly as she stood on the road, her eyes scanning the various patches of grass around it, and the dense trees further along. Spying movement, she moved towards, adjusted her baseball cap and threw her pokeball. With a flash of red, a Ratata came out to engage the surprised pidgey, soon beating it into submission. She smiled as her Ratata returned to her, rewarding it a pat and a small bit of pokefood for its victory, before returning it to its ball to find more Pokemon to hunt. She would catch the pidgey, but unfortunately due to low funds, she was hesitant on wasting the pokeballs on the off chance she manages to weaken a good prize.
 
 
Our trainer, despite being fresh to the world of adventuring, was quite learned. Having spent her teenage years studying all she could about the various Pokemon of the land and understand what has been found about them. Her years spent was not wasted of course, and she did have her ratata with her, but like her having little combat experience to speak of. When she finally reached 21, she decided she had enough preparations, and began setting off. Wearing a rather short skirt so it doesn’t get caught in any arrant leaves, and a simple t-shirt with a fashionable sling bag, her hair tied in a ponytail that pokes out of her baseball cap.
 
 
As she travelled down the road, she saw something flash in the grass, her eyes focusing on it just in time to catch something silvery vanish into the foliage. Excited, she chased after it, wondering if she found an abnormality in this area, for silver was not a color of any of the local pokemon. She reached the edge of the tree line, and halted, watching the silver tip travel deeper and out of sight. She was warned that there are usually powerful Pokemon that lurk past the treeline, but the explorer in her urged her to brave the dangers. Gathering up her courage, she forced her way into the trees, her pokeball in hand and ready should something come out.
 
 
The area past the treeline was dark due to the dense canopy, the lack of sunlight below weeding out any dense ground cover. With the floor muddy from an earlier rainfall, whatever she was chasing left an obvious thick trail for her to follow, which she excitedly did. Soon, she found her quarry, a massive Arbok coiled around itself, easily twice her height despite its head currently hidden by its own body. The small specks of sunlight that manage to pierce the canopy reflecting off the almost mirror like silver scales. Having never seen such a pokemon before, she wanted to get closer to examining it, but with her focus on the pokemon, she failed to notice the stray twig in her path. The snap alerted the Pokemon to her presence. It began uncoiling itself as it lifts its head, covered in moisture as it looks annoyed at the intruder.
 
 
The trainer was undeterred, however, and sent out her loyal ratata. However, the Arbok was faster than its size would suspect, lunging at the sent out pokemon before she could even give it a command. It brought its strong coils around the small rat, and looked at the trainer with a grin, almost as if it is enjoying her shocked expression. Her surprise soon turned to fear as the Arbok adjusted its body, revealing it to be a he. His cock hard and ready as he brought the ratata face first towards the member. She rushed forward, wanting to pull her ratata out from the Arbok’s coils, but was too slow as she saw the snake’s member widen and literally swallow her loyal pokemon down in a single gulp.
 
 
Without thinking, she leapt onto the Arbok, and reached after her ratata, the Arbok squirming in pleasure at the sudden intrusion and vigorous squirming of its prey. Her hands slid deeper, the member soon engulfing her head and pushing her cap off, but she managed to grab her ratata’s tail, and began pulling out. Her success was short lived, as she suddenly felt a pair of fangs sink into her back, the pain causing her to let go as she is pulled from the Arbok’s cock with its tail. She felt woozy as the venom took effect, her body heating up, though she was unsure if it was from all the musk she inhaled as she was reaching for her pokemon, or the venom itself. This unique Arbok’s venom was a mixture of mutagens and aphrodisiacs, one it administered many times to itself to be able to do the deed it did.
 
 
She was placed back down on the Arbok, feeling the bulge of her ratata squirming right between her legs, making her feel even hotter. Her mind now starting to be affected by the venom, she began grinding her hips against the bulge, much to the Arbok’s pleasure. Her moans of pleasure echoed through the forest, soon stripping herself as she began riding on the Arbok’s rigid member, the meagre contents of her bag spilling onto the floor. Her body had softened due to the mutagenic venom, allowing her to take the cock without any trouble at all. It hilted and bulged out her belly , penetrating her womb and sending waves of pleasure she never felt before through her body. The Arbok was enjoying himself too, his orgasm reaching as the ratata’s struggles start to weaken, exhausted but unharmed.
 
 
With a loud hiss, the Arbok came, shooting the trapped ratata along with all of its seed directly into the trainer’s womb. She cries in pleasure as the sensation sends her over the edge, her ratata’s squirming renewing as it is shoved into a new fleshy chamber. Feeling her ratata within her, she pats and coos at her belly, calming her partner down as she nuzzled against the Arbok’s belly.
 
 
Despite the pleasure, the Arbok was not done, and with its tail, it carefully lifted the limp trainer, and slid her feet into its hungry member. Feeling herself being sucked down, she squirmed in excitement, looking lustfully into the Arbok’s eyes, before leaning forward and kissing the massive snake. The Arbok hisses in pleasure, finding this much more fun than it pleasuring itself like it was before it was interrupted by the trainer, wondering if he could have more fun like this when he lets her go. Its eyes then went down to her dropped bag, noticing the few pokeballs that are rolling about, and grinned to himself as the trainer slides deeper into him.
 
 
The trainer was enjoying the fleshy slide, her whole body soon engulfed by the Arbok’s sex, her senses assasulted by the strong musk.She curled up as she reached the Arbok’s internal balls, her body deforming the sleek form heavily. Squirming about to get more comfortable, she ends up face down as she gleefully licks the cum around her, intoxicated by its taste and smell, wishing she could stay in this warm enclosure forever as she pats her exhausted ratata that is now sleeping in her womb. Her lonely stay wouldn’t last long, as she begins to feel something enter the chamber with her. She then felt a long thin tongue lick at her slit, before the Arbok’s snout pressed against her. She cries in pleasure as she is filled again, this time with the Arbok’s massive head. Her stomach begins bulging out to impossible sizes as the pokemon slides deeper into her, ignoring the sleeping occupant already in her womb.
 
 
She suddenly felt herself being pulled by the head within her, and with a wet pop, she was yanked out of the Arbok’s cock once more, her belly massive with the top half of the much bigger Arbok. She looks around, dazed from the fury of orgasms that rocked her body as she was being forcefully filled, her eyes looking down at the form half inside her. As she traced the Arbok’s silvery body with her eyes, she soon got to the tail tip, fumbling around near the contents of her bag as if the Arbok was searching for something. With a loud click, the tail tip suddenly hit the button of a pokeball, a red laser shooting out and drawing the massive creature from her body. With a yelp, she lands on the muddy ground, and watches as the pokeball rocks once, twice, and trice before clicking.
 
 
Stunned by what had just happened, she sat there for a while, before a squirm from the ratata still inside her snapped her out of it. She gleefully went to pick up the pokeball, and immediately sent out her new Arbok. The pokemon hisses in delight as it is let free, coiling around the trainer before giving her its own version of a kiss… which includes engulfing the trainer’s whole upper body in its maw before letting her out. Her sense slightly restored, she began packing her things, still enjoying the feeling of her ratata within her womb, and returned back to the path, one hand on her belly as she rode on the top of the silver Arbok. She would let her trusty companion out later of course, when she finally got in sight of others.