Disclaimer: Pokemon belongs to Nintendo and Shogakukan Comics. This non-profit, non-copyright infringing fanfiction belongs to me under international copyright laws and taking it is plagiarism. Thank you. *Phantomness bows*

Notes: <> for telepathy, ** for thoughts, italics if a pokemon talks

Pairings: Tangela x Red

Rating: NC-17

WARNINGS: Tentacles, shonen-ai, PWP

Chapter Title: All Tied Up
Author: Shadow/Phantomness

Summary: Red catches a Tangela – or more accurately, it catches him first.

“Morning, Lance!” Red chirped, walking into the dining room.

The Dragon Master shot the Champion a fond smile. “Morning, love. How are you feeling?”

Red stretched luxuriously. “Considering what you put me through this morning, I’d say sore, but happy.”

“I see…” Lance gave Red a kiss. “Did you want something special for breakfast?”

“Ahh, I have to go home today, visit Mom, so I probably won’t be home until pretty late.” Red said apologetically.

Lance waved off his protests. “It’s fine. Pancakes?”

“Sure!”

A few moments later, happily stuffed with fresh pancakes and bacon, Red waved goodbye to Lance as he released Charizard and flew off.

The fire dragon eyed his trainer quizzically. What happened? You smell different.

Red shrugged. “Oh, you know, same old.”

Charizard did not pry, but decided to get to the bottom of it later. If he didn’t know better, he would swear that his Master was sending out pheromones…

Well, why not?

He made a swooping arc with his wings as they landed in front of Red’s house in Pallet, and curled up with his head under his wing for a short nap as Red went into the house.

Red let himself in, but was surprised when his mom wasn’t home. He left a note on the kitchen table and then left Charizard to his nap, taking Lapras with him to the small island near Pallet. He ought to work on the pokedex then!

Professor Oak waved from his window, and Red waved back as he and Lapras surfed off.

“So, did you have a good time?” Lapras asked.

Red blushed as he stared at her. “Does everyone know about what I did? I did shower afterwards…”

Lapras shrugged. “It might not be obvious to you humans, but we pokemon are very sensitive to changes in the environment.”

“Oh…”

“Besides, Jigglypuff was practically covered when he came out. It was pretty hard to miss.”

“Lapras!” Red’s face was beet red, and he tightened his grip on her neck. “It’s not like I planned it!”

“Well, I can see why he was tempted.” The water-type purred. “After all, you taste good.”

Red gulped. “What do you mean? I thought he’d just take a bath or something…”

“Why do that when the alternative is more fun?” She winked. “We all had a taste.”

“A-All of you… even Charizard and Raichu?” Red stammered.

“Oh yes.” Lapras smirked, looking amazingly like Lance for a moment. “You sure have a lucky mate, Master.”

Red reddened to the tips of his ears and quit talking, recalling Lapras as soon as she had dropped him off. He walked into the tall grass, trying to gather his scattered thoughts. All of his pokemon wanted sex…?

But why would they want him?

Surely there wasn’t anything special about him…

As he wasn’t looking where he was going, it came as no surprise when he tripped over something. The fact that it was a pokemon was not much of a determent. After all, Hikers complained about falling over Geodudes all of the time, though this was something he hadn’t seen before. No wait.

If he remembered correctly, he’d seen something like it in Erika’s gym.

So that meant, a grass-type pokemon…

He tried to stand and apologize, but a vine tightened around his ankle. Red yelped in surprise as the Tangela emerged from the surrounding grass.

It peered at him quizzically for a moment, before swiftly, several more vines shot from its body. Red yelped in surprise as he was lifted into the air, while another vine yanked his poke belt off.

“Hey!” He protested, but that was when another vine slipped two loops around his neck and into his mouth. He gulped as it began to pulse, slightly earthy… his arms and legs were yanked apart, a vine around each keeping him constrained, and he struggled but they held firm.

Another pulled his pants and underwear down easily, while he hung suspended in midair, spread-eagled for any and all who passed by to see. He flushed brightly as the Tangela seemed to smirk, before another vine inched up his thigh, brushing against his sac. Mew, he was in for it now…

The exposure to cold air and the feeling of being helpless surged in his mind, and Red breathed as he tried to calm his rapid heartbeat. However, any attempt at composure was lost as the vine slid smoothly around his cock, tightening as soon as he had gotten wrapped.

“Ah!” Red cried out in surprise, though it sounded garbled. The vine in his mouth continued to play with his tongue, and the one around his erection continued to squeeze. He moaned as he felt yet another part his legs and slip between his thighs, before entering his body. He bucked helplessly against his restraints as the pokémon rumbled. Laughter? Maybe.

The intrusion was not painful, but he squirmed on the vine, as the ones around his wrists slackened slightly, trailing down his arms to – oh Mew… his shirt was ripped off his chest and the shreds of fabric drifted down to the ground as he shivered.

His nipples hardened to pinched little buds, and he surrendered, hanging there limply as he felt a second vine wriggle into his body, than a third… the tendrils curled around his chest and teased him, even as a tight grip on the base of his cock kept him hard and ready…

He did not know how much time had passed as he whimpered, but finally, he felt his body being lowered. The relief did not last long, as suddenly, the three vines buried deep in his bowels began to swell. Red gulped as they started ramming into him, pumping in and out quickly.

He screamed, feeling as though he were about to burst, as the hold on his manhood suddenly lessened and he came hard, splattering the pokemon with his cum. The Tangela continued to ream him, and he was on the edge of passing out when a burst of ice sent the pokemon scurrying away.

Lapras fixed beady eyes on her Master. “Are you all right?”

Red yelped, before he grabbed his belt and threw a Poke ball after the fleeing Tangela, watching as the capture light blinked to red. “I think so…” He hastily yanked his pants back on, not seeing his undergarments anywhere in sight and ignoring the heated wetness of his own cum running down his legs. He ached all over and now he just wanted to go home and sleep.

“I don’t think you’ll be able to ride Charizard back to the Plateau tonight.” She commented.

Red sighed. “I know.” He winced as he stood, feeling his legs cramp. Without a word, Lapras nudged him onto her back as she began surfing back to Pallet Town. Master would need some rest tonight, and a good meal, but tomorrow he should be as good as new.

Then, maybe they could play…

End Fic

Completed 11/23/06

I don’t think Lance sees Ash/Red’s pokemon as competition, and he doesn’t mind Red ‘breeding’ with them because emotionally it doesn’t mean much. He probably gets off on it. *Smirk*

Yes, I’m determined to someday have Red sleep his way through the pokedex, or at least most of it. *Smirk*. Long way to go though!

If you’re going to tell me I’m a sick bastard, don’t bother. I already know it. Of course, please remember, as always, that this is just FANTASY…