On the topic of pokeballs, do you think that like both pokemon to pokemon and trainer to trainer and any permutation there within they might have a sort of hanky code based off of what pokeball they keep their "Friends" in?
Okay this is the reason I've been answering my backlog of asks. I wanted to get those out before jumping to this. I love this idea, and I think this would be something super fun to try implementing into a story.
Now it's a very specific subculture that does this, and you've got to have something that will separate you from trainers who are less "friendly" with their partners. I also think that basic Pokeballs are kind of a "safe" choice, like black laces on some Doc Martens. Maybe Great and Ultra balls too but we'll get there.
Naturally you've got the sides; if you're wearing your Poke Balls on your right side you are the more active partner/top/dominant. Whereas if you're wearing the balls on your left side then you're the more passive partner/bottom/submissive. Some of this is lifted straight from the handkerchief code, specifically the wiki article, but I got all of them I think. (Not worrying about event distro, Hisuian, or "special" balls like the GS Ball.)
Master; You're probably in charge of an evil team and should definitely call me.
Safari; Petplay/Feral Play
Net; Bondage
Dive; Oral
Nest; DDLG
Repeat; Multiple/sequential partners/groups
Timer; Lengthier Sessions
Luxury; FinDom
Premier; Vanilla
Dusk; S&M
Heal; Pampering/Tantric
Quick; Hook-Ups
Fast; Prostitution
Level; Age Play / Level Play
Lure; Piercing
Heavy; Size Kink
Love; Anything Goes
Friend; Ally
Moon; Anal
Sport; Watersports
Dream; Somnophilia
Beast; Exotic
Needless to say there's some other distinguishing features about people subscribing to the code so unaware trainers don't get roped into things on accident. The three basic balls are untouched. Please communicate with your partner beforehand, make sure you've come to a clear understanding before acting on this code in public with somebody you don't know.
Somebody help me figure out a way to signal whether or not you're into humans and Pokemon, or just Pokemon to go along with this. Any suggestions would be appreciated.
Man thinking about a Salazzle deciding that her trainer hasn't been giving her enough attention (cuz they're used to having harems of other Sandit in the wild) so she starts using her pheromones/toxins as an aphrodisiac to absolutely torture you until you cave into worshipping and fucking her <3
Salazzle slipping some aphrodisiac toxin into her trainer's food without their knowledge, rubbing herself on her trainer's clothes, sheets, pillows, and anything else she knows her trainer while have close to them at some point.
Trainer who's increasingly distracted throughout the day, having trouble focusing on their work because they can't stop thinking about their Salazzle, and it only gets worse after lunch. When they come home and their apartment smells so strongly like their Salazzle, they hardly close the door behind them before they're on their knees in front of their partner worshiping her like they've been daydreaming about all day.
Okay like. I understand that pokefucking is illegal and officer j*nny will be pissed if she finds out and I know nurse joy isn’t gonna help but you try not sucking him off when your laying down and your Whirlipede is rolling around nearby, then he comes over and gets up on top of you, then he evolves and suddenly there’s a scolipede cock bigger than you resting atop you.
Hhhhhhhhhhhhhhnnnngggggghh i need cinderace so badddddddddd, cuddlefucking and cockwarming.....
So warm and soft on the inside and outside...
Sliding it in while laying down on the couch before snuggling and watching tv together while giving eachother kisses and giggling abt it................
Well shit, that's an idea. Cold winter, trying to save on your heating so you've got the AC kicked off, settling down for an evening watching some TV with your partner. You open up the blanket around you and let your Cinderace nestle in, giving it only a few moments before you're already pushing inside. It's so warm, it's like drinking hot chocolate the way you feel that warmth radiate through your body.
You're maybe an episode in by the time you start rolling your hips, or maybe your partner beat you to it, but by the time you're finished you have to restart the episode because you two were busy. You laugh about it, teasing each other, just enjoying the time you spend together. You also happen to have to restart that episode a few more times that evening.
concept: trainer who hears that pokemon respond best to positive reinforcement of desired behaviors. so, whenever their pokemon do well, the trainer rewards them with as much sex as they want!
Went a slightly different route with this, but I think it still ended up pretty fun.
tw: implied hypnosis
And the AO3 link if you'd like to read it there instead.
I mean this has to be some kind of joke, some asinine troll on the PokeNet who's trying to trick some well-intentioned innocent trainers into some deviant behavior. There's no way this would actually work. I mean training them with positive reinforcement is a given, but going so far as to do... that with your pokemon is just absurd.
You can't get the thought out of your head that day, however. You're watching your Pokemon no differently than you normally would, you don't usually spend so long staring at their muscles, and the way their curves seem to draw your line of sight toward their genitals. No, no way. You're just distracted. Maybe it wasn't enough sleep. Your Pokemon do their best, you can see that, you can see they’re even giving a little more to their training. Are they showing off for you? No, they can tell you're not feeling well and they're trying to make up for it. They're doing such a good job, they deserve a reward~
A treat. They deserve a treat, same as every day, same encouragement for good effort as they always get, a Poffin of their preferred flavors. Your Gardevoir and Gallade get a dry and a sour poffin respectively. Your Arcanine gets a spicy poffin, lucario a sweet poffin, Swampert a dry and floette a sweet. Each of them is just as thankful as usual, but they each also seem a little out of sorts. You know they can pick up on your emotions well, especially gallade and gardevoir. You've had them on the team the longest, and their psychic type gives them a bit of an edge when it comes to understanding you.
You have to stop, get they filthy internet troll's comment out of your mind. You know that's immoral, your Pokemon can't even consent. Can they? Stop it!
You give everybody free reign for the day, leaving the door to the backyard open behind you as you go upstairs, you don't even bother to count heads once training is done, you just storm up to your room and shut the door behind you a little too forcefully. You have to get this out of your head, you're just worked up and you need to blow off some steam. You locked the door, it should be fine. No need to even bother checking as your pants fall to the floor and you collapse on your bed, eagerly pleasuring yourself with your hand almost before you feel the soft comforter beneath you.
That stupid PokeNet post is still stuck in your head, you try to think of anything else to get it out. You try to slip away to your usual "intimate daydreams" when you need to let loose real quick, hand or toy at the ready to accompany the images in your mind of your favorite movie personality or contest performer. Eyes closed, you continue playing with yourself as your thoughts transition from your celebrity of choice to your Gallade and Gardevoir, the both of them sitting on either side of you, kissing you while they hands explore your-
Your eyes shoot open and you let out an irritated huff, focusing your breathing as you try to recenter your fantasies, never having stopped playing with yourself even when you realized you were fantasizing about your team. You close your eyes again, bringing your free hand up to your chest as your head falls back against your sheets, thinking about the last gym battle you fought against that attractive gym leader. The way their command of their Pokemon had you more than a little flustered, the way your Lucario’s tail lifted up to show off his backside in the fight right when he was preparing to charge, his fur hugging tight to the lean muscle beneath that just so perfectly framed the way his balls-
Okay, what the fuck? You decide against trying again, hoping to just let the images subside, hopping into a cold shower to cool you down. When you come back out, fresh and thankfully not so focused on such… aberrant ideas, you realize you accidentally left your bedroom door cracked. You peek out the window into the backyard, seeing your team playing with each other or relaxing under the large shade tree and you breathe a sigh of relief that none of them could have seen you so exposed. Not that they hadn’t before, just that-
Anyways. You continue about your day, eventually settling to sleep before you hear your door creak open and your eyes adjust to the darkness to see your Gardevoir climbing into bed with you. You didn’t often let your team into your bed, but sometimes when they had nightmares you would let them cuddle and it would usually help them sleep well. It must have been that, so you shuffle to one side and let her lift the covers to slip beneath and press herself against you. She’s cold from walking through the house, so you wrap your arms around her and let her nestle her head into your chest. You slowly drift off to sleep, the rising and falling of your chests finding a rhythm together before long. Your sleep is anything but peaceful, and you find yourself again in the backyard training, thankful for the miles around your home without another neighbor as you’re on your knees, head upturned and mouth pressed up against your Gardevoir’s sex. You’re hungry, voracious, insatiable as you pleasure her with your tongue, holding up her weight against your arms as you devour her. You can feel your Floette gripped in your hand, your thumb teasing at her sex as her cries join Gardevoirs to fill your ears. You feel your Arcanine beneath you, you don’t remember when you took your pants off but you feel how hot his cock is against your own genitals, your grinding bringing more pleased noises from the both of you.
You wake up suddenly, painfully aware of just how aroused you are right now, and realizing quickly that you’ve got your leg between Gardevoir’s, a hand on her rear as you grope her in your sleep. You feel disgusted with yourself, pulling away to a desperate whimper from her before you decide its early enough for some tea and a bit of sunrise watching. Swampert’s outside when you step out of the house, back turned to you seemingly unaware that you’ve joined him. He’s sitting in the pool that you made for him, trying to meet the needs of all your Pokemon once you’d finally bought a house. You approach him from behind, smiling and ready to greet him when your eyes widen and you nearly drop your mug. He’s sitting against the bank of the pond, on large hand gripping his sex, stroking himself as he quietly moans in the cool early morning air. You’re dumbfounded and you can’t look away, just staring and staring until you set the mug down and strip yourself of what clothes you wore to bed. Swampert is too engrossed in his own pleasure to notice you even climbing down into the pond. You can’t help but shiver, putting a hand on his shoulder as you circle around. He’s obviously in need, you’d be a terrible trainer to ignore that. You’d always help your Pokemon any way you could, there’s nothing new that’s started to infest your mind that’s leading to this specific set of actions.
You move his hand away, Swampert’s eyes open and watch you carefully now as you wrap both your hands around his cock. Without breaking eye contact you bring your lips down to the head of his cock, parting them to feel the taste of his salty precum on your tongue, you can almost taste the eggant and chesto berries you usually use to make his favorite poffins, it brings a delightful sweetness to the taste of his-
No, you’re just doing this to be a good trainer. You wouldn’t get off on something like this, it’s just a… a service you’re performing for your partner. For all the good work he’s done leading up to this point. It’s just a reward, that’s exactly it, not something that you’re getting off on. When did you reach your hand down to start playing with yourself? You pull your hand back up and continue dutifully swirling your tongue around the head of your Swampert’s cock, admiring his bulky chest as it rises and falls, bucking your hips when he makes a desperate moaning sound at whatever you’re doing. You close your eyes, almost entranced by the taste of his cock and the way it fills your mouth so pleasantly, your hand reaching down while you start to think about all the different members of your team.
You can’t just stop at Swampert, it would be indecent. You’ll have to reward each of them in turn, encouraging all the good work they’ve been doing with this same sort of reward. You’re sure it will help you all grow closer. You lose track of yourself, having given in fully to the Swampert’s cock in your mouth, ignoring the hand on the back of your head and letting him push you down further along the shaft until you can hear his grunting as he gets close. You relax your throat, eyes closed and sucking hard to swallow all the cum he can give you, enjoying the feeling of his cock pulsing and tensing inside your throat as he empties his balls into your stomach. By the time he pulls you off his cock you can feel tears pricking at the corners of your eyes, gasping for a breath that you didn’t realize you’d been holding. You climb up out of the pond, ignorant of the mess you made from your own orgasm while you were lost in the act, giving Swampert a kiss on the forehead before you dry off and head back inside with your cold mug of tea, ready to start a brand new day.
shiny hunter fucks their pokemon does this count as masuda method
I think it's still region-locked. A Kantonian Pokemon trainer going to Galar and fucking their Pokemon caught in Galar would be masuda method. Jury's still out on a Sinnohan trainer going back to Hisui,
My body belongs to my lovely pokemon, I’m nothing more than a cumdump for my boys!
Speak your truth, mouseboy. Respect to somebody who loves their team so completely to devote themselves like you have. I'm sure your boys feel much the same.
A bunch of Audino. Getting cared for any plush at the same time.
A bunch of toxicroak. Gotta live dangerously at least once.
Living with a team of Audino, you come home from work after a particularly rough day and you say a curt little greeting to one of them before you try making your way into your room. You've just set your things down when all six of them are piling in through the doorway, forcing you down onto the bed to be met with a massage, kissing, cuddling, and you spend the next hour and a half being cherished and pampered by your Audino.
A gang of Toxicroak that live in your neighborhood deciding to stalk you one evening when you're out on a walk. Maybe you know, maybe you don't, but once you're in a secluded enough location for their liking you feel a jab into your side and your body goes limp. You can still see everything, the Toxicroak who attacked you helping you gently to the ground, several more coming out of the bushes to start stripping you of your clothes. You get used by the gang for as long as they need, leaving you a sticky sore mess once the toxin wears off and you can feel your fingers again.
