The Clubsplosion tournament was brimming with battles and excitement, with the various entered trainers battling to their hearts’ content with their Pokemon—something Ash and his friends were happily taking part in.

On the final day, many trainers who knocked out of the ranks either left stayed to observe—this was the case for Bianca. Even though her Emboar had been defeated, she wanted to stay and cheer for her friends.

Well, that was one reason—it wasn’t her real reason, however. No, her real reason was something much, much worse.

“Oh Sawk, I just love your muscles!” Bianca gushed over Stephan’s Sawk’s buff arms, squeezing them and blushing from the feeling. “So tough! So big! And so powerful!” Sawk groaned and tried to politely shrug her away, something that Bianca would have none of. She hugged the Pokemon tightly, squealing like a schoolgirl. Sawk’s eyes widened when he felt Bianca’s large breasts squeeze against his back, but quickly shook it off when he saw Stephan looking at him. Sawk nodded at his trainer.

“Bianca, leave Sawk alone. I need him ready for our battle against Ash later.” Stephan groaned. “Go bother someone else, please.” Stephan quickly learned that getting Bianca’s attention wasn’t a good idea—in moments, Bianca was grabbing and rubbing his arms as well.

“Sawk’s trainer also has great muscles! So tight and amazing!” Bianca rubbed against Stephan’s biceps. “I could just play with your and Sawk’s muscles forever!”

“You’re a strange one, Bianca.” Stephan smiled, embarrassed at this un-wanted affection. “Now please, let go. I need to focus.”

“Oh, fine, spoilsport.” Bianca whined, crossing her arms. “I’ll be back, though. Don’t go losing those muscles by eating too much lunch.”

Stephan chuckled, flexing his arm. He wasn’t sure, but Stephan thought he saw a drop of drool leave Bianca’s mouth. “These aren’t goin’ anywhere, not with my and Sawk’s training!”

Bianca was quiet, her eyes locked-on Stephan’s bulging arm.

“I-I’ll be back!” Bianca dashed off, leaving a dust cloud in her wake. Stephan scratched his head. Sawk stood next to him, shrugging.

“You catch any of that, Sawk?” Stephan asked. Sawk shook his head.

“Sawk …” Sawk said with a sigh.

Bianca ran as quickly as possible of the arena, frantically looking for a place away from anyone else—a bathroom, one of the hotels, anything. Bianca stomped her feet, pouting at the lack of hiding spots excluding a few bushes away from the place behind her. She shrugged, running into the shrubbery and hiding among it, sitting down and quickly pulling her dress up as far as she needed before sliding her arm down.

Without a moment of hesitation, Bianca grabbed her panties and pushed them aside, shoving two fingers into her dripping wet opening. She furiously pumped them inside and out, her other hand over her mouth to quiet any sounds. The feeling of Sawk’s and Stephan’s muscles were too much to bear for her—she could usually hold off until reaching her hotel room, but seeing Stephan flex his arm for her – just for her – made Bianca horny beyond belief. The idea of Stephan and Sawk rubbing her body, both of them grabbing her breasts with their toned, muscled arms – it was too much for her.

The hand covering her mouth left to move under her shirt and reaching for one of her bra-covered breasts, squeezing and rubbing it through the material. Bianca’s moans were no longer restrained, but she tried her best to stop them—she failed. “Ahh, yes!” Bianca muttered a bit too loudly as she fondled herself, shoving her hand under her bra cup and grasping her breast. The feeling of her soft skin was arousing to her for some reason, and rubbing her thumb roughly over her nipple made it even better.

Bianca continued to grope and rub her body, rubbing two fingers frantically over her moist slit while roughly squeezing her breast. She felt sweat running down her face, and her body’s constant moving was enough to drop her hat from her head, her blonde hair glistening in the sun from her forehead’s sweat. After continuing her combined actions for another moment, Bianca’s body tensed as she felt her orgasm rapidly approaching. “I’m going to cum …” Bianca muttered, as if needing to warn herself. “I want … I want Sawk …” Hearing herself admit this, Bianca pulled her hand out from her chest and slapped it over her mouth; if she continued talking like that, she might say it without thinking.

Bianca’s two fingers were joined by a third pumping into her pussy, Bianca almost biting her hand to silence her moans. Her nipples were erect and rubbing against the soft material of her bra—the feeling was amazing, even moreso than Bianca’s own touch. The soft feeling on her breasts made her even wetter, her juices running down her thigh as she let out another quieted moan. Images of both Sawk and Stephan ran through Bianca’s mind: being in the middle of a three-way with them, giving Stephan a blowjob in secret in a deeper part of the arena, anything sexual she had ever imagined was all hitting her at once. “I’m going to … Ah, yes … y-yes!”

A muffled moan left Bianca’s lips as she hit orgasm, squirting onto her hand and the grass underneath her. She was annoyed at how quickly her masturbation ended - usually she held off for at least ten minutes, building up a much better orgasm – but she couldn’t be out long. Someone could come looking for her. If that happened, Bianca didn’t know what she would do. Probably die from embarrassment, if that were possible.

Bianca moved her dress back down, standing and dusting off her dress with a satisfied sigh. “That was fantastic …” Bianca smiled. “I should get back before someone sees—”

“… Sawk?”

Bianca’s entire face turned red and her eyes widened; Sawk was standing behind her. Bianca quickly turned, giving the Pokemon the biggest reassuring smile she could muster.

“Oh, S-Sawk! I was just looking for something I dropped, honest! I’m being honest!” Bianca stammered. “I’m serious!”

“Sawk.” Sawk crossed his arms, shaking his head—he didn’t believe a word she said.

“Sawk, it’s not anything you should worry about, really! I’ll just be going back to the arena now!” Bianca took a step forward to run past the Pokemon, but was stopped when Sawk thrust out an arm to block her path. Bianca wasn’t sure whether to be scared or not—Sawk didn’t look angry, just annoyed. “I need to get going, Sawk. Let me past you, please.”

“Sawk.” Sawk shook his head. “Sawk?”

“Oh, to be able to speak Pokemon …” Bianca groaned. “Look Sawk, I was doing perfectly normal human female things. I wasn’t really looking for something. I’m sorry I lied to you.”

Sawk moved his arm back to his side, nodding—Bianca assumed he accepted her apology. The blonde girl slowly walked past the Pokemon, who was watching her every move. Bianca gave Sawk a smile and ran towards the stadium, leaving him alone. Sawk shook his head, following her—humans were strange, he thought.

Throughout the rest of day, even the sight of Stephan or Sawk made Bianca experience a tingling feeling between her thighs. Iris questioned why she was acting so strange, but Bianca made an excuse every time to get the other girl off her case. After seeing Stephan’s battling and commanding Sawk to use Bulk Up, Bianca knew she couldn’t take much more. She wanted to leave and find those protective bushes once more, but knew that would be impossible with her friends around her.

“I’ve gotta get out of here …” Bianca muttered, looking around for the closest exit. “I’ll make a door if I have to, I just can’t stand it—”

“THE WINNER IS STEPHAN AND HIS SAWK!”

Bianca jumped at the loud announcement booming throughout the stadium; Sawk had won against Throh, and Stephan was receiving the award. With all of her friends cheering and watching this, Bianca took this chance to slip outside. Unfortunately, with the battle over, people were beginning to pour out of the audience area and leaving, so she had no chance to be alone whatsoever. Bianca groaned in frustrating, shaking her head—she needed release now, and that just wasn’t going to happen.

Without waiting to greet her friends, Bianca headed for the trainers’ hotel as fast as her feet could carry her.

After three different masturbation sessions during the late afternoon, Bianca realized all of the movement was making her hungry and decided to sneak to the cafeteria and hopefully grab a plate without her friends being there—it would be hard to explain her just disappearing.

“Oh, hey Bianca!”

Mentally, Bianca sulked when she saw the entire group sitting at tables. On the outside, she put on a big fake grin and walked towards Ash’s group with a cheerful demeanor.

“Hello there! Fun today, huh?” Bianca walked past the group and filled up a plate, sitting next to Stephan. Ash started to talk about something, but Bianca quickly drowned him out—being so close to Stephan’s muscled arms was much more interesting. Stephan glanced at her every few minutes, but seemed to ignore her stare, something Bianca was grateful for.

After stomaching what food she could, Bianca excused herself and went back to her room; after being so nervous, her hunger instantly left. She fell onto her bed with a sigh—why was she such a fetishist for muscled men and Pokemon? Her Emboar was strong, sure, but Emboar was more fat than muscle. Not much going on there. Bianca said up, realizing what she was thinking about—she was attracted to buff guys, sure, but buff Pokemon?

Bianca thought back to when she had poked Sawk’s muscles and blushed about it, squeezing his arms and rubbing his biceps. Was Sawk really even a ‘he’? Bianca knew Sawk and Throh were all male Pokemon, but were they really male where it counted? Sure, she had fantasized about Sawk and Stephan double-teaming her, but could that even be a reality?

Bianca wasn’t sure, and she had to know. How would she even go about it?

After hours of planning, Bianca came up with a brilliant idea: She would simply approach Sawk and ask to see his penis. Honesty is best, right? It couldn’t possibly fail.

With a giggle at her own ingenious idea, Bianca snuck through the hotel until she found the boys’ bedrooms. Slowly, she cracked open each door she could find.

One had the Seismitoad trainer, who was sleeping. Nothing special.

The next had someone Bianca had never met before, and was sleeping next a Lopunny. The boy looked to be nude under the blanket. She’d have to revisit this room later.

The third room was Ash’s group’s—Ash was naked on his bed, and Iris was riding him, her being nude as well. Cilan was asleep in his own bed next to them, having no clue what was going on. Bianca was shocked at the sight and wanted to burst in on the two, but after watching for a minute or so while rubbing herself through her dress, she closed the door and continued down the hall.

The next door … bingo! Stephan and Sawk were both asleep in individual beds. Bianca slowly stepped inside, which was more than enough noise to wake Sawk, who jumped out of bed and stood in front of Stephan’s, ready to protect his master. Seeing Bianca, Sawk lowered his arms.

“Sawk?” Sawk whispered, taking care to not wake Stephan. “Sawk. Sawk?” Sawk pointed to a clock on the wall. Bianca took this as “Do you know what time it is?” and smiled at the blue Pokemon.

“I know, it’s late--will you come with me, please?” Bianca asked with a smile. Sawk sighed and followed her out of the room, gently closing the door behind them. Bianca fidgeted, pushing her index fingers together and looking away from the Pokemon. Sawk looked annoyed, mostly from being tired and woken up. “Sawk, I was curious … you’re a male Pokemon, right?”

Sawk nodded.

“Do …” Bianca started, but stopped—she wasn’t sure how to ask.

“Sawk?” Sawk crossed his arms. “Sawk. Sawk.” Bianca took this as “Out with it, already.”

“Iwaswonderingdoyouhaveadick!” Bianca took a deep breath after speaking so fast. She looked at Sawk, who had a shocked look on his face. Bianca looked away from him, her face red from embarrassment. “I’m sorry, Sawk, I was just curious if muscled Pokemon did, and my Emboar isn’t really all that fit so I can’t ask him.”

“Sawk.” Sawk nodded.

“Is that a yes, or a no?” Bianca asked. Sawk nodded once more. “Oh, so yes? That’s so--” before Bianca could finish, Sawk had entered the bedroom and closed the door. Bianca sulked. “Oh Krabbies.” Bianca stuck her tongue out at the door, as if she could be seen through it. “How rude, Sawk!” Bianca wanted to pound on the door and cry, but she didn’t want to wake the entire hotel. Maybe she could join Ash and Iris?

Nah, but at least she could force the option next time.

“I wanted to see it, not just know!” Bianca whispered with a pouty tone, turning and heading back down the hall. “What a mean Pokemon, that Sawk!” Bianca stopped in her tracks, turning back towards the doors and noticing one next to Stephan’s: Montgomery’s room. Throh would be in there. Bianca chuckled, her eyes lighting up at her new idea. She quickly headed for the new room and opened the door slightly. “Knock knock …” Bianca whispered cheerfully. “Any Pokemon with a penis in here?”

Throh and Montgomery were both asleep. Bianca groaned, but shook her head; she was not letting this chance slip away! With a pained grunt, Bianca somehow grabbed Throh’s leg and pulled him from his bed, slowly dragging him across the floor and out into the hallway. Throh snored throughout the whole ordeal.

After what felt like hours, Bianca dragged a sleeping Throh into her bedroom and forced him up onto the bed. She crawled in front of him, on her knees and looking down at him. His red, smooth body was covered by what looked like a karate uniform—Bianca didn’t know if this was part of his skin, or actual clothing. Would moving it be painful?

Bianca moved from the bed, grabbing her Pokedex from a nightstand and opening it. The machine soon detected Throh and beeped.

“Throh, the Judo Pokemon. Throh uses vines to create its belt, which it tightens to increase its strength.” The Pokedex showed various images of Throh, but nothing that Bianca hadn’t seen. She closed the machine and placed it down, crawling back onto the bed to examine Throh. If his belt was clothes, maybe his uniform was as well.

Very gently, Bianca untied and removed Throh’s belt, placing it next to him. She grabbed the sides of his white uniform, attempting to peel it away—to her surprise, it worked—but only slightly. The uniform was indeed fused to the Pokemon, but it opened just enough to give Throh breathing room. Bianca’s eyes lit up as she looked Throh up and down, admiring his toned chest and body until her eyes finally reached Throh’s waist.

“I-It’s so big!” Bianca gushed at the sight of Throh’s hard, throbbing, erect penis. Bianca wondered how she hadn’t noticed it while dragging him to her room, but she refused to look a gift Ponyta in the mouth and gently grabbed Throh’s erection. It felt smooth, like Sawk’s arms did—it was also very warm, and that warmth was inviting. Bianca felt drool run down her chin—how easy it would be to simply lean down and take this cock into her mouth … so tempting, and yet, so taboo … so big, and yet so …

“Throh?!”

Bianca sat up—Throh was awake, and staring at her with shocked eyes. Bianca shook her head, frantically moving her hands.

“No, no, Throh! This isn’t what it looks like! Actually, I’m not sure what it does look like, but this isn’t it, I swear!” Bianca’s lies felt on deaf ears (if Throh had ears, which she wasn’t sure of) when Throh stood on the bed and glared at her. Bianca looked back at him, noticing their eyes didn’t mean. She followed Throh’s gaze—he was staring at her breasts, more importantly her nipples, which were poking through her top.

After returning to her room hours ago, Bianca had removed her bra—and now she regretted it. Or did she? Throh staring at her chest seemed to distract him from being angry.

“Oh, do you like big boobs, Throh?” Bianca chuckled. “I suppose I could let you see them, if you want.”