Pokesex/Boy/Kanto/Lab/Squirtle/Battle/Lose

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Squirtle retreats into its shell, while occasionally growling to forbode attacks from the assuallting pokemon. This does not however stop it from victory. Thought Charmander started to show fatigue with its constant array of strikes, it was Squirtle who fainted from to many powerful swipes. With one final clawed attack Squirtle falls over, teetering on its shell. He lets out a rasping 'squirtle' before passing out.

You are saddened by your loss but caught off guard when Leaf runs over to the fallen Squirtle. "Aw," she moans dropping to her knees while scooping up the pokemon, "I didn't mean to hurt you." She cuddles the face of Squirtle between the crease of her breasts, his head kneading against the cushion. A sense of jealousy overcomes you, for you wish it was you.

Suddenly, Squirtle snaps back to life, a pulse of movement and then a staggering kick with the legs broke it free from her grasp. As this happens a swipe of a claw catches cloth. Before you know it, squirtle is back at your feet, but your eyes are fixated at the sight in front of you. Leaf stands there with no top on, bare naked orbs staring back at you. Squirtle, looking mischievously at this point, had torn the front of her shirt in his retreat.

It takes her a a moment to react but she finds herself blushing uncontrollably, covering nipples with hands as she gawks in panic. Before you know it she is out the door, Charmander running behind her. As for you, the surprise is still reeling, you had dreamed of seeing those big breasts and now had just fulfilled a fantasy.

"Those were some lovely ta-tas." Says Oak nodding his head with a stern look on his face. With that said you bid Oak farewell and leave.

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