Chapter 121 - Pokemon 19~❤️

Okay, I'm trying to find the right flow for me to write like crazy, hopefully soon I will. But for now I have this.

It's the final chapter.

For the first Pokémon arc.

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Feeling the fresh breeze of the air as the ship approached the Alola region, Morty couldn't help but smile. The scent of the salty sea mixed with the tropical warmth reminded him so much of Hawaii. Palm trees swayed in the distance as the docks came into view, the vibrant greenery and the blue horizon merging into a perfect paradise. Alola was a far cry from his usual world, but that was part of the appeal. There was something about this place, with its laid-back vibe, that made him feel… lighter.

But Morty wasn't here for a vacation. He had plans, and more importantly, he had people to meet. The thought of leaving the Pokémon world tugged at him, but this was his last day in Alola. He would return eventually, but not until after making a few changes in his other worlds.

Morty chuckled to himself as he walked through the bustling streets, admiring the scenery while keeping his mind on the task ahead. He had made sure to visit a region where trainers didn't start their journey at the absurdly young age of ten. He wasn't about to deal with that awkwardness. No, Alola was perfect, with its teenage trainers who were old enough to make decisions but still young enough to be impressed by someone like him. Someone who had seen the worlds beyond Pokémon.

Morty continued down the road until his eyes landed on a familiar face—Lana's mother. She stood near the marketplace, examining a basket of fresh berries, her long blue hair cascading down her back. She looked exactly like he had imagined: kind, approachable, and radiating the calm, nurturing aura that made her such a staple in the Alolan community. This was the woman Morty needed to talk to.

"Now or never," Morty muttered under his breath.

He approached her with a carefully crafted expression of confusion.

"Excuse me, miss? I'm a bit lost. Do you know where I can find the Pokémon Center?" Lana's mother turned to him, her eyes warm and welcoming.

"Oh, of course! You must be new to the island. The Pokémon Center is just down the road, past the beach. I can show you if you'd like." Morty feigned relief, offering her a sheepish smile.

"Thank you so much. I'm not used to these island layouts. They're so different from where I come from." She laughed, a soft, musical sound.

"That's the beauty of Alola. It takes time to get used to, but once you do, you don't want to leave."

As they began to walk together, Morty found it surprisingly easy to keep the conversation flowing. They talked about the island's traditions, the local Pokémon, and the beauty of living so close to the ocean. Each step felt more natural than the last, and soon, he had seamlessly woven his way into her good graces.

"So, are you staying long in Alola?" she asked, glancing over at him with curiosity. Morty shrugged casually.

"Not sure yet. I've been traveling for a while now, but I could see myself staying longer. Maybe meet a few people, make some friends." Lana's mother smiled knowingly.

"You should come by our home sometime. I'm sure my daughter, Lana, would love to meet someone with your adventurous spirit. She's training to be quite the Water-type trainer herself." Morty's heart raced with satisfaction. He had successfully planted the idea, and now all he needed was a little nudge to seal the deal.

"You don't say," he replied, eyes widening in interest.

"I'd love to meet her. If you wouldn't mind, that is."

"Of course! Why don't you come over for dinner tonight? I'm sure Lana would be thrilled to hear about your travels." Morty grinned, trying not to let his excitement show too much.

"I'd be honored."

As Morty and Lana's mother walked down the path toward her home, the conversation continued to flow smoothly. She was easy to talk to, making it simple for Morty to blend in and keep his cover. His mind, however, was still calculating every step.

After a moment of silence, Lana's mother seemed to realize something. She gave a small laugh, shaking her head.

"I just realized, I haven't even introduced myself! How rude of me." Morty glanced over, feigning surprise.

"Oh, no worries at all! I've been enjoying our conversation so much I didn't even notice."

"My name is Leia," she said with a warm smile.

"Most people just call me Lana's mom, though." Morty smiled back, playing the part of a harmless traveler.

"Nice to meet you, Leia. I'm Morty… Morty Sanchez. Just some regular guy passing through." Leia gave him an appraising look, her curiosity piqued by his casual tone.

"Well, Morty, you certainly don't seem like just a regular guy. But I guess everyone has a story." Morty chuckled lightly, shrugging his shoulders.

"I suppose you're right. But trust me, my story's probably more boring than it sounds." Leia raised an eyebrow, but she didn't press further. Instead, she changed the topic, gesturing toward a house that was now visible through the palm trees.

"This is our place. I'm sure Lana's inside finishing up her training for the day."

The house was modest but charming, surrounded by tropical plants and overlooking a beautiful view of the ocean. Morty could already imagine how he would work his way into this family's trust, carefully crafting his next steps.

Leia led him up the path to the door, where the sound of waves crashing in the distance blended with the soft calls of bird Pokémon. As they reached the entrance, she opened the door and called out,

"Lana, we have a guest!"

Morty's heart raced slightly, but he maintained his calm demeanor. This was the moment. Now that he had Leia on his side, all that remained was to meet Lana and figure out how to move forward with his plan.

A moment later, footsteps echoed from inside the house, and Lana appeared in the doorway. She was a bit shorter than Morty expected, with her blue hair and a curious expression on her face. Her hands were slightly wet, probably from working with her Water-type Pokémon.

"Hey, Mom," Lana said, her eyes flickering between Leia and Morty.

"Who's this?" Leia smiled warmly, placing a hand on Morty's shoulder.

"This is Morty, a traveler passing through Alola. I invited him to join us for dinner. He's got some interesting stories from his travels, and I thought you might enjoy hearing about them."

Morty stepped forward, extending a hand.

"Nice to meet you, Lana. I've heard you're quite the talented trainer." Lana gave a polite nod, shaking his hand.

"T-Thanks. I do my best. Are you a trainer too?"

Morty hesitated for a split second. He wasn't exactly planning on diving into his whole history.

"You could say that. I've been around a few regions, seen some things. But I'm just here to relax now." Lana's eyes narrowed slightly, as if she wasn't entirely convinced, but she didn't press him.

"Well, welcome to Alola, then."

Leia ushered them both inside, and Morty followed, taking in the cozy atmosphere of the home. The walls were adorned with seashells and paintings of the ocean, giving the place a peaceful, inviting feeling. It was the perfect setting for someone like him to blend into the background, all while keeping an eye on the people around him.

As they sat around the dinner table, Morty played his role perfectly, sharing stories that were interesting enough to hold their attention but vague enough to avoid any suspicion.

He listened intently as Lana spoke about her adventures with her Pokémon, watching for any cues that might give him insight into how to approach her. He learned that Harper and Sarah don't while Leia's husband has passed away.

Throughout the evening, Leia remained warm and hospitable, clearly enjoying Morty's company. Lana was a curious young girl and rather cute in his opinion.

In the evening, Leia invited him to rest for the night and Morty happily accepted.

Morty crept silently through the dark, eerily quiet house. The floorboards creaked beneath his bare feet with each tentative step as he made his way towards Leia's room, his heart pounding wildly in his chest. The anticipation and risk only added to his arousal, awakening urges he'd long suppressed.

He gently pushed open the door, hardly daring to breathe as his eyes adjusted to the moonlight filtering in. Leia was sprawled across her bed, back arched as she pumped two fingers in and out of her dripping slit, soft whimpers escaping her parted lips.

'Well well well what do we have here?...' Morty thought to himself, transfixed by the lewd display before him. Stalking closer on silent paws, Morty carefully peeled off Leia 's thin tank top to expose the swell of her breasts and the damp curls at the apex of her thighs.

Morty inhaled deeply, savoring the intoxicating scent of Leia 's arousal filling the air. Unable to resist, he climbed onto the bed, straddling her hips and pressing his rock-hard erection against her soaked panties.

"Leia ," he growled, voice low and husky with lust.

"Looks like someone was waiting up for me."

Leia 's eyes fluttered open, locking with Morty's hungry gaze. A shiver ran down her spine at the feel of his rigid cock grinding insistently against her most intimate area. She bit her lip, face flushed with desire.

"M-Morty?" she breathed uncertainly.

"What are you doing here?"

"Shh, don't overthink it," Morty murmured, trailing a hand down to squeeze Leia 's breast roughly. His thumb flicked across her nipple, sending jolts of pleasure-pain straight to her core.

"Just relax and let me take care of you.

"Ahhh...oh yes, just like that..." Leia moaned wantonly as Morty groped and fondled her sensitive body. She arched up to meet his touch, nipples hardening further under his palm. The heat of his hard length pressed urgently against her through the thin barrier of fabric.

Morty slid a hand into Leia 's panties, groaning at the slick, swollen flesh he found there. He rubbed tight circles over her throbbing clit as he ground the heel of his hand firmly against it.

"You're already so wet for me," he purred approvingly.

"Dirty girl. Getting turned on by a kid in your own home."

Leia whimpered and bucked shamelessly against his touch, panting with building need.

"Please Morty, I need more..." She fumbled one-handed between them to tug at the waistband of his pants.

"Fuck me. I want your big fat cock inside me right now."

"Alright you filthy woman," Morty snarled, swiftly yanking Leia 's panties down around her ankles.

"Brace yourself." He shifted to kneel between her spread thighs, taking in the sight of her glistening pink folds. Licking his lips, Morty leaned in close until his hot breath ghosted over her sensitive flesh, making Leia shudder with anticipation.

Without warning, he plunged his tongue into her tight channel, spearing it deep and swiping along her inner walls.

"Mmmfffuck you taste divine..." Morty groaned into Leia's sopping pussy. She gripped his hair, grinding against his face desperately as he lapped and suckled on her engorged clit.

Abruptly pulling back with a lewd pop, he ripped his pants down to unleash his throbbing erection, stroking it with long, firm pumps. The swollen head was shiny with pre-cum as Morty positioned himself at her entrance.

"You ready for this, you depraved slut?" Morty hissed, rubbing the dripping tip of his cock teasingly through Leia 's soaked folds. He gripped her hips hard enough to bruise, fingers digging into the flesh as he notched the blunt head of his erection at her entrance.

"Yes, please, I need it!" Leia wailed, trying to grind herself down on him but restrained by his grip. Her greedy cunt clenched and fluttered hungrily around nothing, desperate to be filled.

"Shove it in, I want to feel you stretching me open!"

Morty held back just long enough to savor her delicious anticipation before thrusting forward with a brutal snap of his hips.

"FUCK! Oh god you're so fucking tight!" he grunted, eyes rolling back at the exquisite sensation of her silky walls gripping him like a vice. Slowly at first, then picking up speed, Morty pounded into Leia's spasming hole with wild abandon. Lewd squelching and meaty slaps echoed obscenely through the bedroom as he rutted into her like a man possessed.

"Take my cock, you dirty little bitch!" Morty growled savagely.

Leia keened with ecstasy, meeting him thrust for powerful thrust as the bed frame shook ominously. Her voluptuous body undulated sensually, tits bouncing wildly. The headboard slammed violently into the wall, a riotous symphony of sex and destruction filling the air.

"Harder!" Leia demanded breathlessly, nails raking red crescents down Morty's back.

"Unnngh fuck me like you hate me! Ahhhh! Fucking ruin me!"

Morty rammed into Leia's spasming pussy one last time and stiffened, erupting. His cock pulsed and jerked as it pumped thick ropes of hot cum deep into her fertile womb.

"Breeding slutty little bitches is my specialty," Morty groaned, redoubling his efforts as he battered into Leia's writhing body.

"Mmmfff, your tight cunt feels too good squeezing my dick..." Each powerful thrust punched breathless little moans from Leia's throat, eyes rolled back in bliss.

Grabbing a fistful of her hair, he wrenched her head back as he jackhammered her cervix. The head of his cock battered relentlessly at her entrance with every snap of his hips, threatening to tear her open and flood her womb with his potent seed.

"Yes! Fuck me, fill me up!" Leia screamed wantonly, past the point of no return.

"Knock me up with your baby! Breed meeee!!"

Morty pistoned his hips faster and harder, balls churning and throbbing, rapidly approaching his peak. He rammed into Leia's spasming pussy one last time and stiffened.

"FUCK YES TAKE IT ALL BITCH! UNGGGHHH!" Morty roared, eyes blazing with primal satisfaction as her velvety walls milked him for every drop.

Leia convulsed wildly beneath him, screaming her release as he flooded her with his seed. Her legs locked tightly around his waist, crushing him in as he bottomed out over and over, extending both their orgasms for as long as possible.