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Red the Conqueror 1
🕑 Added 2021-08-02 13:25:36 +0000 UTCPallet Town was a sleepy, out of the way and rather picturesque little town. It really wasn't that shocking that the Pokemon Professor would choose it as the place of his newest, and last, laboratory, where he would quietly spend his days performing the last of his experiments, caring for his old friends and working on his final contributions to the world at large. Nevertheless, his presence had been a boon to the town, which had only a handful of youth, many of which had no prospects for the future other than working in what few businesses the town had access to.
Red was one of such youths, a lad who had always sought to become a pokemon trainer, limited only by the lack of availability of accessible pokeballs in his area, as well as the fact that the sleepy and boring town of Pallet didn't really welcome that sort of lifestyle, instead the elders of the town pushed for the youngsters to begin working the berry orchards, or working with the farms' pokemon.
His mother, however, had always encouraged his dreams, especially since the old professor moved to the town's outskirts, near their house. and the professor's grandson, Green, had always been sort of a brother in arms to Red, in many ways - a fellow dreamer who sought to become a famous trainer one day. Unfortunately, he was an annoying twat, but, well, there's only so much you can ask for.
Eventually, the day came when Red became an adult in the eyes of the whole wide world, when none could truly prevent him from following his dreams. That day came, and soon enough, he was over at the lab, alongside Green, to receive their shared birthday gift and 'graduation' prize, after weeks of drilling, training, studying and practicing with Professor Oak, to learn the ins, outs and arounds of raising, training nad battling Pokemon.
Red even got first choice, though it also meant that his rival had picked the pokemon who had a type advantage against his. Not that it mattered. Red's Charmander did not know Ember, and Blue's Squirtle did not know water gun, and so their fight came down to Charmander simply receiving better orders from Red. Still, both of the boys received praise and potions to heal their pokemon with from Oak, who stated that they both truly had the talent to surpass him one day.
Everything said, done and completed, Green set off, using his usual method to tell Red to go ask his sister for a map. "I'll tell her not to give you one" indeed.
Unsurprisingly, the moment the future Champion arrived at Green and Daisy's place, where the Professor had bought a small home for his grandchildren, he knocked on the door, and was promptly allowed in, almost as if he was being expected.
It was always interesting to think of how things changed, and how they were the same, when you contrasted Green and his sister. Opposites in many ways, but Red always thought that at the core they were the same. As much as he denied it, Green was a good guy who looked after Red and encouraged him to keep up with their training and practice. Sure, he did it by pissing red off, to give him motivation, but it worked.
By contrast, Daisy was a woman who could only be called an angel by those around her. Always helpful, intelligent and polite, she never failed to make people talk about how strange it was that she didn't have a spouse already, despite the fact that she was an accredited researcher on her own right, beautiful and had a famous surname backing her.
"Oh, Red! So nice to see you, come on in!" she said.
With a nod, Red allowed the woman to pull him into the house, closing the door behind himself.
Daisy led him to the living room, which had a couch, coffee table, tv and game console, which had a paused game on the screen, likely one she'd been playing. On the table, there was a rolled up map.
"Green came by earlier, said you'd be around for a map," she said. "I prepared one and even marked some of the better views you should definitely experience on your travels!" she said, as she grabbed the scrolled up map and opened it to show Red her writing.
There, with red pen, were quite a few spots marked. Beaches, cliffsides, lakes - all sorts of beautiful vistas all around Kanto. Red's eye was caught, however, by a specific one as she had circled an area and crossed it with a pen near cerulean. "Oh, don't worry about that one, it's just that Cerulean cave's closed by orders of the elite 4. You need their permission to go there now. A shame, there's lots of pokemon there!"
Red nodded. Nothing to it. He'd just go there after he spanked the Elite 4 and became the region's champion, if that was the case.
She passed him the map, and Red stored it in his backpack. "Aaah, it's so sad to think my cute little boys are gonna go gallivanting all over the world. Are you going to forget about me, Red? Green's that sort of boy you know, gets caught up in what he's doing and always forgets to so much as give his poor old sister a headsup," she lamented.
Red shook his head.
"Eheh, it makes me happy that you'll remember me," she said. "Well, before you set off," she began, licking her lips, "why don't I give you something to remember me by?"
Red smiled.
People frequently wondered why and how a woman like Daisy hadn't gotten a husband, yet.
Red knew the answer, naturally, as he sat down on the couch, already undoing his fly and letting her pull his pants down to his ankles. His prick was small for his age, all things considered. Big for his height, but he was a boy just entering adulthood, it would grow with due time, some more, as he finished reaching his full growth. Looking at the flushed, red faced older girl currently looking with lust and fascination at his junk, Red wasn't quite able to feel bad about the size of his penis.
"It's so cute and lovely," Daisy said, "boys are the best," she added, as she took a deep sniff. "You even cleaned it for me, good boy!"
Red didn't mind being a bit more mindful of hygiene, like she had asked him to be some time ago. He hadn't quite known why, back then, of course, but he'd learn with time. It stung a bit, to be treated like a child, just because of his short height, but he'd long since gotten used to it. One doesn't go for several years of everyone growing taller than you without getting a bit used to the mocking words.
Already beginning to stand at attention, Red felt her hot breath, humid and warm and contrasting with the colder air around, as she approached, breathing heavily. She leaned down and kissed his mostly flaccid length, peppering it with little pecks all over, both the length of his shaft, as it began hardenning, his balls, as they tightened and relaxed, responding to her affections, and his prick head, as it poked out of hiding.
Daisy moaned out loud. "You smell so good, you taste so good," she said, licking her lips. "Boys are the best, you're just the best, Red, you're the best," she moaned, her eyes half lidded. "I can't wait~!"
Red nodded.
"Ah, such a good boy, I'm gonna miss you so much when you're gone," she spoke, voice lustful and hazy, "please visit often," she begged.
With a smile of promise, Red nodded once again.
Daisy gave him a grateful grin, and then turned her attention back to his stiff pole, now more closely resembling a proper reproductive organ. "Thanks for the meal~!" she said, as she opened her mouth, forming a perfect little circle, and swallowed Red's length, taking it completely and fully into her mouth, her tongue going wild within, licking it all over, covering it in slippery saliva.
Red's back arched as he thrust his hips into Daisy's welcoming mouth, pressing his body against hers as she continued to service his penis within her mouth. His hands grasped her head, keeping it in place, and he began to perform the actions she'd taught him, holding her there as her tongue desperately sought him, even as he pulled his hips back and then thrust again.
Daisy could never find a man because she was never seeking any mere man. No, what Daisy wanted was this, right here and now.
She'd always wanted a boy, a fresh trainer, cute, innocent and just taking their first steps into the wider world of adulthood, whom she could show support, care and affection for. That was the kind of person she was...
And more importantly, above all that...
Red began thrusting his hips, fucking Daisy's mouth as she sucked enthusiastically and forcefully.
Daisy wanted a boy who was willing and able to use her like an object, to dominate her. Daisy wanted someone with ambition and a bright future. She wanted someone who would not be content in mediocrity or indolence.
And Red? Red was happy to be all of that, and more besides. Red was quite happy to use her mouth, as she had taught him and encouraged him to do.
Though he might've been small compared to her, it was quite obvious for anyone who saw who was in control, as Red leaned back and changed the flow, sitting down and instead forcing her to bob her head up and down to service his prick instead. It was a wonderful sensation, not just because she was a talented, experienced cocksucker who enjoyed the act and enjoyed as he dominated her... but also because she looked up at him with such love and affection, such a sense of complete fulfilment from her gaze.
Nothing made Red more satisfied than her gaze as she sucked his cock.
As he basked in the pleasure of her sinful submission, Red felt himself reach completion, reach that threshold where he was starting to have to forcefully hold himself back.
Only the sounds of an odd moan, escaped from his mouth, and her gagging, choking or swallowing, or her quick and hasty breathing, could be heard in the otherwise empty house.
Their gazes locked, and she silently begged him to let her have her treat, to let her find completion and satisfaction as well, and he grinned down upon her, at the sight of her total and absolute submission, to her begging him to grace her with his milk.
And so he did, and he let go, and she sucked, sucked and sucked, swallowing and swallowing Red's load, as his balls churned and overworked themselves to give the woman the prize she'd worked for.
Minutes passed in silence as Daisy continued her duty, cleaning him off even as his milk ceased flowing, then lovingly pulling his pants back on, ensuring no trace of his semen was wasted.
She looked up at him from her position, kneeling on the floor. "Come back sometimes, alright? I don't know how long I can go without you♥"
Nodding, Red stood from the couch and grabbed his backpack.
"Aaah, sorry about the whole, you know," she said. "It's just, you trigger my big sis instincts and all," she admitted.
Red waved his hand, dismissing her concerns. He was a man, now, no longer a boy, but he was happy to indulge her if it made her happy. Both of them were more than able to distinguish between fantasy and reality, and so long as she realized that he was now a fully accredited and mature adult when it mattered, well, bedroom play would just be that.
"I'm almost afraid you're gonna come back and be all tall and muscly!" she lamented.
It was time to set off on his journey. Some sought to become the Champion, and lead the region as the strongest trainer. Others sought to become leaders of communities, Gym Leaders, researchers in their own right, specialists of all sorts, professional, competitive trainers, or even criminals. There were many reasons why a boy or girl would set off on their journey, but Red thought his might be a tad more unique than most, as Daisy gave him a peck on the cheek and a hug before he left her house, waving at him as he set off on his journey to Viridian.
For him, it was not about becoming Champion, or the strongest, or any of the sort, no.
Red set off on his journey to conquer the beautiful women of Kanto, and then? And then the world!
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My friends, my patrons - would you wish to see this series continued? If so, it will join the rest as an option in the poll. I'm considering expanding to 5 options overall, think tanking some things, and moving it to a twice a week poll instead, what do you all think?
Comments
Ignacio Nadeo
I mean, I could make it a bit more obvious that Red is over 18 years old - AU and all, I suppose you have a point
Armin
I'm pretty sure Patreon doesn't like the whole 'I'm pretending I'm not doing [banned thing] even though it's obvious from context I'm doing [banned thing]'
