The journey to Cerulean City took longer than we'd expected. We crossed the entirety of Mt. Moon without spotting a single Clefairy or any member of its evolutionary line.
During the long trek along the rocky cave, I couldn't stop thinking about them.
Those chubby little bodies lingered in my mind. Round in all the right places, with soft, plush curves that looked irresistibly squishable.
I found myself wondering how warm they would feel, how their plump forms would wobble and bounce with every deep thrust.
The thoughts lingered in my mind far longer than they probably should have.
Still, the trip wasn't all bad.
My Pokémon and I made plenty of good memories along the way. During our breaks, we talked, made love, and simply enjoyed each other's company.
We trained together whenever we found a suitable spot.
We also shared plenty of laughs whenever something unexpected happened, like a Geodude suddenly bursting out of the ground and startling everyone, only to later meet Eevee and receive a loud Bonk…!
Even with the long hike, the mood stayed light, and the journey was far more enjoyable than I'd expected.
Scyther had also started opening up more than before. She was getting along with everyone now.
After what happened in the bathroom, she'd slowly accepted her new feelings instead of fighting them. Now, she seemed determined to keep up with the others.
She wanted the same closeness and attention that Eevee and Charmeleon received.
It showed in little ways:
Lingering glance whenever she thought I wasn't looking.
Or a light brush against me whenever we walked side by side.
It definitely took days, but she finally gave in. Now, she was competing in her own quiet way.
Charmeleon and Scyther had even learned new moves before we reached Cerulean City.
Charmeleon was the first to learn. Shortly after leaving the Pokémon Center in Pewter City, I decided it was time for her to learn Fire Pledge, and she mastered it before we even reached Mt. Moon…
Fire Pledge was all about driving her thermal energy downward through her feet and tail into the ground.
Once mastered, she could superheat the earth or trigger small controlled eruptions on command. It demanded serious lower-body focus and complete control over her own flames.
So every night to help her connect that downward flow with real concentration, I let her use her feet on me.
Her warm feet wrapped around my cock with careful pressure.
The soft cream pads on her soles felt smooth and yielding as they pressed against me.
The heat from her internal energy came through those pads like a deep, steady warmth. It felt almost like being inside her pussy or feeling her hotter core right against my skin. I groaned as she rubbed slowly up while concentrating her energy on my shaft.
"Yes… just like that. Keep using her energy and move your feet. Rub slow around my veins… around my cock. Feel them. Make them excited…"
As if hearing that, her clawed feet became even more excited.
"Mmm… fuck…" I groaned again, louder this time.
Charmeleon let out a low, throaty "Char~♡".
She was also getting excited. As the way I reacted through her feet turned her on more than she expected.
It continues to excite her as she learns to control her internal energy in new ways to stimulate me further.
Training continued until thick ropes of little Ekans spilled over her feet and between her claws.
Then came the second training. I started by teasing her hot wet pussy with my fingers while she stood.
"Remember how your tail flame burns higher when you get excited," I told her. "Keep that feeling…. Hold onto that buring excitement and push it downward at the same time…"
Every day we made progress. During the day she trained against the ground, driving her fire into the clear ground. At night she trained with me, learning to control her internal heat while I teased her in different ways and made her stay focused even when her body wanted to melt.
And then, one day, everything finally clicked. Instead of just forcing the heat downward, Charmeleon instinctively guided it through the ground before releasing it beneath her target.
A pillar of superheated earth burst upward in an instant.
She had finally mastered the Fire Pledge.
Along with Charmeleon, I was also teaching Scyther Night Slash…
Night Slash was all about gathering Dark-type energy around the edges of her scythes.
So most of our training took place after sunset so she could better sense the flow of Dark-type energy around her scythes.
I even had Eevee create Shadow Balls so Scyther could get a feel for Dark-type energy.
But the best training happened inside Mt. Moon…
With darkness already surrounding us, I extinguished every remaining light until the cave was pitch black.
Without her eyes to rely on, she focused entirely on sensing and controlling the Dark energy around her.
By the time we left Mt. Moon, Scyther had learned to wrap the edges of her scythes in a faint violet-black aura whenever she unleashed a Slash…
And Eevee also worked on strengthening her moves.
Though I did wanted to buy special Evolution Stones and have them crafted into small beads for Eevee to wear around her neck or even used as anal beads…
As the constant exposure to those energies would have helped her better understand them and accelerate her moves power.
But the cost was far beyond what I could afford, so I had to let the idea go for now...
Still, I felt a bitter weight in my chest whenever I thought about my parents.
They had only given me 100,000 Pokédollars to start my journey, as if that was enough for what they expected me to accomplish.
I glanced at my bag.
Around 10,000–20,000 had already gone into supplies alone.
Even with everything I'd brought from home, it would only last so long.
If only… they had given me just 4–5 million, everything would have been different.
Just so you know, it wasn't even that much by my family's standards.
The clothes I'd brought with me were already worth several million on their own, made from premium materials and crafted by top designers.
It's just that…
With that kind of money, I could have bought proper training equipment instead of constantly improvising.
I could have given each of my Pokémon a Luxury Ball and provided far better resources for their growth.
And I wouldn't have had to rely on caves and luck just to recreate the right conditions for training.
I sighed and lifted my gaze toward Cerulean City, its skyline slowly growing larger on the horizon.
It didn't matter right now. If I did well here, maybe I could finally start earning some money... and make a name for myself.