Battle Across Owners...
A TFTG story written for art by All Bad Badgers
UNEDITED
CW: Unwilling Permanent Change - Non Consent - Pregnancy - Egg Laying - Implied Pokemon Cruelty - Non Anthro Pokemon
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Barry adjusted his hat as he climbed the stairs leading from the last chamber of the Elite Four and toward the dais were the champions seat awaited him. It had been a long and grueling journey thru the lands, defeating gym leaders and collecting and training the most powerful pokemon he could find into an unbeatable team, but all that sacrifice his team had made for him finally had paid off. Soon he would be known through the region as the greatest trainer of his generation, an unbeatable and unmatched master to whom all others paled in comparison. The Pokemon Champion!
As the throne like chair came into view, Barry’s face twisted into a mask of loathing as he spied a figure leaning against it with a smug smile on his achingly punchable face. The other man was about the same age as Barry and like Barry wore a belt of pokeballs around his waist, decorated with a full set of gym badges. His blue leather jacket crinkled slightly as he tossed a pokeball in one hand, seemingly absorbed in his little game and paying no attention to his approaching rival.
“Alex! What are you doing here?” Barry spat, reaching to his belt and fingering his last still conscious pokemon. “When did they start letting losers like you into the champions hall?”
“Didn’t they mention?” Alex asked, catching his pokeball and turning toward Barry. “I came through already and creamed the Elite Four.” He winked mockingly. “Why do you think you even had a chance of beating them? I already came thru and did all the hard work for you.” He patted the armrest of the chair. “I could have claimed the championship anytime I wanted, but I thought… Isn’t Barry clinging to my coattails? Why not squash him one more time before taking my seat. Saves me the trouble of having to get up for you.” He snickers and steps out to meet Alex.
“You should have taken the title when you had the chance.” Alex sneared, pulling his pokeball from his belt. “At least you could have said you were the champion for a couple minutes before I humiliated you and sent you packing for good!” He threw the ball and in a flash his Arcanine was out on the floor, wavering slightly from the beating it had taken from the previous battles, but still standing.
“Your pokemon looks a little weak.” Barry snorted, throwing his own pokeball and unleashing his own battered Absol. “I guess it’s fine for me not to heal my own team then. Even on his last leg, Absol will end your pathetic Arcanine!”
The two pokemon’s eyes meet and an unspoken feeling of shared commiseration passed between them. While their masters bantered back and forth, the Arcanine growled low in his throat and in a langue no human could understand asked, “Are you the only one left?”
“Yes.” The Absol barked. “He barely made it thru the four masters.” The Absol’s head sank as he added, “They seemed so happy… The pokemon who’s partners showed such love and care for them… Who battled as a team… I envy them.”
The Arcanine whimpered sympathetically. “It was the same with us. What I would not give to be rid of this brute who holds my leash!”
The Absol looked up and his face broke into a wicked grin. “My friend that’s it! I know just what to do! Just follow my lead…”
Barry slash the air in front of him with a hand as his eyes blazed. “THAT’S IT! I am done taking shit from you Alex! Your going down!” He pointed at Absol and shouted. “Arcanine burn him alive! FLAME THROWER!”
There was a moment of expectant pause then with a hateful glare, Arcanine turned toward his master and began to growl, flames licking around the edges of his mouth. Seeing this Alex’s eyes lite up and his smug smile turned into a vicious grin.
“Seems someone failed to train his mute properly! Absol, finish this! SUCKER PUNCH!”
In an instant both pokemon moved, but rather than attacking one another Arcanine shot a jet of flame at Barry while Alex was knocked over double as Absol rammed him directly in the groin. Both trainers let out simultaneous shrieks and fell to the ground, each knocked senseless by their over leveled partners vengeful strikes.
In a daze Barry felt himself being picked up off the ground by his pokemon and deposited near the center of the arena. A second later Alex collapsed next to him, still clearly reeling from the unexpected attack. As Barry looked closer however, something else seemed wrong with his rival outside of merely being in pain. His hair had taken on a greenish hue and his ears had begun to push out from his head even as they became spiky and rigid. Trying to comprehend the impossible sight before him, Barry was completely oblivious to the one happening literally just under his nose as his face pushed out into a red furred muzzle. His concentration was only broken when long strands of orange hair began to curl down before his watering eyes.
“Barry?” Alex asked as his own face reshaped and grew a layer of white fur. “What’s wrong with your ears?”
Barry reached up to feel his ears, but something else felt off besides the fact that he was now sprouting a pair of diamond shaped fluffy ears. His fingers would not budge from his hand, which in turn felt small, fuzzy and all together inhuman. He quickly moved his arms to get a better look at them and let out a high pitched yelp at the sight of his new paws!
“I-I’m a…” Barry began to stammer.
“Your a Vulpix!” Alex gasp gasped, half barked.
“And your a Sky Form Shaymin!” Barry retorted, watching as the last of his rivals human body disappeared into that of a green and white dog shaped pokemon. “But how!?”
“I don’t know…” Alex gasped, his cheeks suddenly glowing bright red. “B-But is it just me, or did it suddenly get really… Warm in here?”
Barry blushed as his own body began to heat up and a strange sensation began forming in his crotch. As little as he wanted to admit it, something about what was going on was seriously turning him on. Yet strangely, as unbelievably aroused as he was becoming, he didn’t feel the normal swelling of his manhood that had been a constant throughout much of his life. As strange as his new pokemon body was, he was sure that even Vulpix's managed to get erections.
He looked to Alex, wondering how to ask his former rival about such a delicate subject, but was shocked into silence by the sight of his Absol standing menacingly behind him, a sinister smile on his face and a very large and noticeable mass growing between his legs. Alex saw Barry staring, but before he could do more then start to turn the white furred pokemon leapt onto his back, pinning his former trainer to the ground and shifting to line up with his back in a way Barry definitely didn’t like.
“Absol!? What the fuck are you doing!” Alex demanded, his voice growing shrill and starting to take on an oddly feminine tone. “Get off me! I am your master and you will obey my-” His words were cut off by a sudden gasp as Absol, ignoring his former masters commands lined himself up and thrust home with a satisfied growl. Alex’s protests quickly melted into a series of feminine yips and moans. Barry felt a mounting horror forming in the pit of his own stomach, a dread matched only by the insatiable need coming from were his cock should be.
“No need to be jealous ‘master’.” A low voice growled from behind Barry and before he could do more then yelp in alarm, he felt his own Arcanine ponce onto his back. He yelped again as he felt something hot and hard pressing at the edges of something soft, wet, open and most distressingly of all, his own. “I would never let my bitch suffer thru her first heat without relief for too long. I am not that cruel a master… Unlike you.”
“W-Wait!” Barry stammered. “This cannot be happening! I am your master! WE, ME AND ALEX, WE ARE YOUR MASTERS! You can’t do this to us!”
“Your wrong,” Arcanine snarled and pressed deep into Berry who let out a cry of mixed shock and pleasure. “You WERE our masters, but now your both going to be our bitches!”
Barry felt her face pressed into the ground and looked to the side to see Alex staring back at her, tongue lolling and eyes filled with a confused mixture of emotions. From behind her former rival, Alex’s new mate leaned in, the cruel smile still spread across his face.
“And you better get used to your new roles, as this ability only works one way.”
The two new breeding bitches howled, though weather in despair or ecstasy their masters neither knew nor cared.
-
That day no new champion was crowned and the mystery of what happened to the two trainers who had sought to claim the position for themselves became a popular one amongst conspiracy buffs in the region. The fact that two highly driven, ambitious and competitive trainers would simply strip away all of their clothes, abandon all of their badges and pokemon and leave together to parts unknown seemed unthinkable, yet no better solution could be derived.
Their abandoned pokemon were brought to a local daycare facility to be tended to humanely till their masters could be located, along with a pair of pregnant wild pokemon whom the trainers partners seemed to have become attached to in the intervening time. Their they would all be given the care and love the obviously overworked and deeply stressed teams had been long overdue. To the delight of the staff, the wild pokemon seemed to have become wildly popular with the rest of each of the missing trainers teams, as not long after being tended too and reunited with their companions, each of the wild female pokemon went from being the sole mates of the ones they had been discovered with to becoming the group paramour to all of that pokemons comrades.
And though the staff could not understand the pokemons endearing language, they could tell just from hearing how much the wild breeders were talking with one another that they clearly were having the time of their lives, surrounded by such good friends and each with such a close sister to share their life with…
-
“Twelve... Thirteen… Fourteen!” Alex panted, her voice halting as she squatted over her already overflowing nest. “Face it slut, I’m just better than you at this, like I was better than you as a trainer!”
“Oh ya?” Barry huffed as she glared from over her own nearly as heavily ladened nest. “Well… I’m still more manly than you!”
“Are not!” Alex hissed before catching her breath and pushing hard. “Fifteen eggs in one day! Not only am I a better egg layer then you, I am a better mother AND more manly!”
Barry snorted. “I’m SUCH a better mom than you AND I don’t moan like a bitch in heat every time I am breed, so I think it’s pretty clear which one of us is still a human man inside and which one of us is just a dumb pokeslut!”
“Wanna bet?” Alex demanded, carefully crawling from her nest. “Full round, all our old pokemon, least moans is the most manly and most eggs is the better mom!”
“Your on!” Barry snapped and raced off toward the paddock with Alex following close behind.
From the shade of a nearby tree Absol shook his head. “Their hopeless, aren't they?”
“Their never going to learn.” Arcanine agreed. He glanced over at Absol and caught his old friends wink. “So… Loudest moan wins?”
“Your on.” Absol laughed and the two took off into a bright and prosperous future.
And they all, more or less, lived happily ever after…
The End
As the throne like chair came into view, Barry’s face twisted into a mask of loathing as he spied a figure leaning against it with a smug smile on his achingly punchable face. The other man was about the same age as Barry and like Barry wore a belt of pokeballs around his waist, decorated with a full set of gym badges. His blue leather jacket crinkled slightly as he tossed a pokeball in one hand, seemingly absorbed in his little game and paying no attention to his approaching rival.
“Alex! What are you doing here?” Barry spat, reaching to his belt and fingering his last still conscious pokemon. “When did they start letting losers like you into the champions hall?”
“Didn’t they mention?” Alex asked, catching his pokeball and turning toward Barry. “I came through already and creamed the Elite Four.” He winked mockingly. “Why do you think you even had a chance of beating them? I already came thru and did all the hard work for you.” He patted the armrest of the chair. “I could have claimed the championship anytime I wanted, but I thought… Isn’t Barry clinging to my coattails? Why not squash him one more time before taking my seat. Saves me the trouble of having to get up for you.” He snickers and steps out to meet Alex.
“You should have taken the title when you had the chance.” Alex sneared, pulling his pokeball from his belt. “At least you could have said you were the champion for a couple minutes before I humiliated you and sent you packing for good!” He threw the ball and in a flash his Arcanine was out on the floor, wavering slightly from the beating it had taken from the previous battles, but still standing.
“Your pokemon looks a little weak.” Barry snorted, throwing his own pokeball and unleashing his own battered Absol. “I guess it’s fine for me not to heal my own team then. Even on his last leg, Absol will end your pathetic Arcanine!”
The two pokemon’s eyes meet and an unspoken feeling of shared commiseration passed between them. While their masters bantered back and forth, the Arcanine growled low in his throat and in a langue no human could understand asked, “Are you the only one left?”
“Yes.” The Absol barked. “He barely made it thru the four masters.” The Absol’s head sank as he added, “They seemed so happy… The pokemon who’s partners showed such love and care for them… Who battled as a team… I envy them.”
The Arcanine whimpered sympathetically. “It was the same with us. What I would not give to be rid of this brute who holds my leash!”
The Absol looked up and his face broke into a wicked grin. “My friend that’s it! I know just what to do! Just follow my lead…”
Barry slash the air in front of him with a hand as his eyes blazed. “THAT’S IT! I am done taking shit from you Alex! Your going down!” He pointed at Absol and shouted. “Arcanine burn him alive! FLAME THROWER!”
There was a moment of expectant pause then with a hateful glare, Arcanine turned toward his master and began to growl, flames licking around the edges of his mouth. Seeing this Alex’s eyes lite up and his smug smile turned into a vicious grin.
“Seems someone failed to train his mute properly! Absol, finish this! SUCKER PUNCH!”
In an instant both pokemon moved, but rather than attacking one another Arcanine shot a jet of flame at Barry while Alex was knocked over double as Absol rammed him directly in the groin. Both trainers let out simultaneous shrieks and fell to the ground, each knocked senseless by their over leveled partners vengeful strikes.
In a daze Barry felt himself being picked up off the ground by his pokemon and deposited near the center of the arena. A second later Alex collapsed next to him, still clearly reeling from the unexpected attack. As Barry looked closer however, something else seemed wrong with his rival outside of merely being in pain. His hair had taken on a greenish hue and his ears had begun to push out from his head even as they became spiky and rigid. Trying to comprehend the impossible sight before him, Barry was completely oblivious to the one happening literally just under his nose as his face pushed out into a red furred muzzle. His concentration was only broken when long strands of orange hair began to curl down before his watering eyes.
“Barry?” Alex asked as his own face reshaped and grew a layer of white fur. “What’s wrong with your ears?”
Barry reached up to feel his ears, but something else felt off besides the fact that he was now sprouting a pair of diamond shaped fluffy ears. His fingers would not budge from his hand, which in turn felt small, fuzzy and all together inhuman. He quickly moved his arms to get a better look at them and let out a high pitched yelp at the sight of his new paws!
“I-I’m a…” Barry began to stammer.
“Your a Vulpix!” Alex gasp gasped, half barked.
“And your a Sky Form Shaymin!” Barry retorted, watching as the last of his rivals human body disappeared into that of a green and white dog shaped pokemon. “But how!?”
“I don’t know…” Alex gasped, his cheeks suddenly glowing bright red. “B-But is it just me, or did it suddenly get really… Warm in here?”
Barry blushed as his own body began to heat up and a strange sensation began forming in his crotch. As little as he wanted to admit it, something about what was going on was seriously turning him on. Yet strangely, as unbelievably aroused as he was becoming, he didn’t feel the normal swelling of his manhood that had been a constant throughout much of his life. As strange as his new pokemon body was, he was sure that even Vulpix's managed to get erections.
He looked to Alex, wondering how to ask his former rival about such a delicate subject, but was shocked into silence by the sight of his Absol standing menacingly behind him, a sinister smile on his face and a very large and noticeable mass growing between his legs. Alex saw Barry staring, but before he could do more then start to turn the white furred pokemon leapt onto his back, pinning his former trainer to the ground and shifting to line up with his back in a way Barry definitely didn’t like.
“Absol!? What the fuck are you doing!” Alex demanded, his voice growing shrill and starting to take on an oddly feminine tone. “Get off me! I am your master and you will obey my-” His words were cut off by a sudden gasp as Absol, ignoring his former masters commands lined himself up and thrust home with a satisfied growl. Alex’s protests quickly melted into a series of feminine yips and moans. Barry felt a mounting horror forming in the pit of his own stomach, a dread matched only by the insatiable need coming from were his cock should be.
“No need to be jealous ‘master’.” A low voice growled from behind Barry and before he could do more then yelp in alarm, he felt his own Arcanine ponce onto his back. He yelped again as he felt something hot and hard pressing at the edges of something soft, wet, open and most distressingly of all, his own. “I would never let my bitch suffer thru her first heat without relief for too long. I am not that cruel a master… Unlike you.”
“W-Wait!” Barry stammered. “This cannot be happening! I am your master! WE, ME AND ALEX, WE ARE YOUR MASTERS! You can’t do this to us!”
“Your wrong,” Arcanine snarled and pressed deep into Berry who let out a cry of mixed shock and pleasure. “You WERE our masters, but now your both going to be our bitches!”
Barry felt her face pressed into the ground and looked to the side to see Alex staring back at her, tongue lolling and eyes filled with a confused mixture of emotions. From behind her former rival, Alex’s new mate leaned in, the cruel smile still spread across his face.
“And you better get used to your new roles, as this ability only works one way.”
The two new breeding bitches howled, though weather in despair or ecstasy their masters neither knew nor cared.
-
That day no new champion was crowned and the mystery of what happened to the two trainers who had sought to claim the position for themselves became a popular one amongst conspiracy buffs in the region. The fact that two highly driven, ambitious and competitive trainers would simply strip away all of their clothes, abandon all of their badges and pokemon and leave together to parts unknown seemed unthinkable, yet no better solution could be derived.
Their abandoned pokemon were brought to a local daycare facility to be tended to humanely till their masters could be located, along with a pair of pregnant wild pokemon whom the trainers partners seemed to have become attached to in the intervening time. Their they would all be given the care and love the obviously overworked and deeply stressed teams had been long overdue. To the delight of the staff, the wild pokemon seemed to have become wildly popular with the rest of each of the missing trainers teams, as not long after being tended too and reunited with their companions, each of the wild female pokemon went from being the sole mates of the ones they had been discovered with to becoming the group paramour to all of that pokemons comrades.
And though the staff could not understand the pokemons endearing language, they could tell just from hearing how much the wild breeders were talking with one another that they clearly were having the time of their lives, surrounded by such good friends and each with such a close sister to share their life with…
-
“Twelve... Thirteen… Fourteen!” Alex panted, her voice halting as she squatted over her already overflowing nest. “Face it slut, I’m just better than you at this, like I was better than you as a trainer!”
“Oh ya?” Barry huffed as she glared from over her own nearly as heavily ladened nest. “Well… I’m still more manly than you!”
“Are not!” Alex hissed before catching her breath and pushing hard. “Fifteen eggs in one day! Not only am I a better egg layer then you, I am a better mother AND more manly!”
Barry snorted. “I’m SUCH a better mom than you AND I don’t moan like a bitch in heat every time I am breed, so I think it’s pretty clear which one of us is still a human man inside and which one of us is just a dumb pokeslut!”
“Wanna bet?” Alex demanded, carefully crawling from her nest. “Full round, all our old pokemon, least moans is the most manly and most eggs is the better mom!”
“Your on!” Barry snapped and raced off toward the paddock with Alex following close behind.
From the shade of a nearby tree Absol shook his head. “Their hopeless, aren't they?”
“Their never going to learn.” Arcanine agreed. He glanced over at Absol and caught his old friends wink. “So… Loudest moan wins?”
“Your on.” Absol laughed and the two took off into a bright and prosperous future.
And they all, more or less, lived happily ever after…
The End
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