A companion piece to this post
You've only been with this trainer for a few weeks but things are going well. They're young for a human, you think, but they seem to know what they're doing. At the very least they're knowledgeable about fighting types, particularly mienfoo like you. They've also been kind, and while you haven't known each other for very long you feel trusting. They care for you after battles and make sure you're well fed and taken care of, they like to brush and clean your fur. You like being brushed and pet, especially after a hard day's work.
Today had been a long day of training. You were resting now at a pokemon center after having finished dinner. There weren't as many trainers overnighting here as some of the other ones you'd passed through. You were snuggled in your trainer's arms as the two of you laid in the darkness, the only light illuminating the room being the moonlight through the windows and the warm glow of a charmeleon's tail flame across the room. Your ears are more perceptive than your trainers and you could hear something...odd...from that side of the room. Someone, maybe the charmeleon?, was breathing oddly and he sounded muffled. Was he sick? They were in a pokemon center, there were nurses everywhere if they needed one...you hope he's okay.
Your trainer is petting your chest soothingly and it's lulling you to sleep. It feels safe in their arms and cuddled under the blanket. Your eyes start to close and you don't realize that your trainer's hand, large in comparison to your small body, had slowly moved further down your body. When you realize their hand is going between your thighs you think it's weird they'd pet you there. Your ear twitches and your heart skips a beat as you feel their hand brush against your nethers. Surely that was an accident and they didn't mean to? Why would they touch you there? You didn't like the way it made you feel...or did you...?
As your thoughts begin to spiral you're snapped back to reality when you feel a finger push it's way between your furry mounds and rub a part of you you weren't even aware of until this moment. It jolts you back to wakefulness, your eyes snapping open as your body tenses with a shocked "Mien!" This mysterious part of your body is tingling while your trainer touches it and you don't know if it feels good or not, if you like it or not. You've never been touched like this before, not by anyone. What's going on?
You try to close your legs but your trainer is bigger and stronger than you like this, easily ignoring your attempt. Their hand slides further down, fingers going back and forth between your folds as the one rubs circles on your...you don't know what it is. You just know the tingles keep coming and it's still confusing. Something starts to change and soon things are...wet? Where did the wetness come from? Their fingers slide more easily through your folds than before and for a moment you relax, but you hold tight to your trainer's arm.
"That's it, that's a good girl." Your trainer says in a tone of voice you've never heard before. It sounds praising, you recognize the words. At the very least they're not angry. A moan surprises you- did this feel good? Why else would you have made that sound if it didn't? "Just lay back and let me make you feel good." Maybe it does feel good...
You let your trainer continue to touch you without complaint. Now it wasn't just tingling, you were starting to feel warm between your legs, too, and the tingling was spreading further up your small body. The finger rubbing you moves lower and presses against you uncomfortably and you tense up again and look up at your trainer in confusion. What are they doing to you?
"Don't be scared, it's not gonna hurt. It might be a little uncomfortable at first but I promise you'll like it." You're unsure, but you trust them. They seem sure, and they haven't lied or done anything to hurt you before, why would they start now? Your pulse rushes when you feel something push inside of you and you squeak and try to pull away, but your trainer is holding you too tightly. It didn't hurt, but it didn't feel good, either. You grunt as you struggle and squirm against your trainer, but their finger just keeps pushing deeper and deeper and you grow wetter and wetter. You didn't even know something could go inside of you like this!
"No no, just trust me. You'll like it." Your trainer reiterates. Their finger starts to move back and pull out and you think you can relax, but then it moves back in again. It's so big, it almost does hurt, but now there's a new tingling sensation deep within you. You whimper as the finger works in and out of you but slowly you start to relax and it gets more comfortable. Their finger moves easier inside you and your heartbeat quickens. "There you go." They coo again as you bury your muzzle in their arm, your face hot in embarrassment.
Their finger starts to move faster and your breathing gets shallower and faster. You can hear the wetness between your legs as they thrust their finger faster. Your body is getting hotter and hotter and the tingling is taking over until finally you give in. You do like this, it does feel good, your trainer was right! You were silly for ever doubting. You pant as you tilt your hips and spread your legs. Seizing the opportunity your trainer buries their finger all the way to their knuckle- you didn't even know they weren't using their full length before and you didn't know they could go so deep into your core. The arm you're wrapped tightly around shifts and you feel both hands on you now as they go back to rubbing that sweet spot between your legs.
"Enfoo!" Your cry is muffled in their arm as your hips jerk uncontrollably. The pleasure is overwhelming as it is shocking. Your body trembles in your trainer's warm embrace as you start to pant harder.
"I told you you'd like this~" You want to bite them. Not out of malice or anger, but it would muffle your sounds even more and you're embarrassed by them. Their words aren't helping you feel any less embarrassed. "Does my little mienfoo like being filled with my fingers?" You do, Arceus above you do. You've lost control of yourself as you start to hump your trainer's hands. Now that their finger inside you finally stopped you desperately want it to start moving again.
You moan and squeak and then your body tenses and you feel like something's about to happen, but you're not sure if you want it to. You don't want to stop though so you keep going, humping your trainer's hand until your body is filled with electricity and spasms, contracting tightly around your trainer's finger but this time it isn't uncomfortable. Your head leans back as pleasure you've never known wracks your tiny body and you cry out once more. Your insides flex around your trainer's finger as they start to thrust again, your hips continuing to jerk.
Finally that wave is over and you're still and breathless in their arms. Your tight grip on their arm finally loosens. Is that it? Is it over?
Your trainer's finger wiggles inside you. "Your new training starts now." You almost don't hear them over your mewling. "We're going to do this every night from now on, working your way up, until you can take my cock." You look up at them in confusion. What's a cock? Is it a pokemon? Your trainer pulls you up to kiss your head. "You'll learn what that is soon."
Now that you're not so completely distracted with what's happening to you you look back over at where the charmeleon and his trainer are. There's new sounds, grunts and maybe something slapping, and you see their silhouettes moving rhythmically. You don't know what they're doing but you think now it might be related, and you can't help but watch and listen to them as your trainer milks you for two more of those waves of pleasure before finally pulling out. Something hard is pressing against your backside but you don't know what it is, and as his finger slips away you hear similar muffled cries of pleasure and the bodies grow still and panting.
You hope it is related, it sounds like fun.
