Hello, blazingalex here. I guess this will be the last chapter for now.

WARNING: Sexual themes WILL occur. This is rated M for a reason. I do NOT own Pokemon, or anything related in this story. Enjoy.

CONTAINS LEMONS!

CJ came back into the room only to find Ryan and Comfort Girl asleep on Ryan's cot, both of them in each other's arms. CJ smiled and placed himself onto his own cot, pulling out his recorder.

"Chapter twenty-one," he said.

*Story time*

I lied on Hanna's bed, my paws over my face.

"There have been better Christmases than this one," I said aloud.

"Like what?" Someone asked. I looked up and saw Nichole standing in the doorway in her bikini.

"Remember that one Christmas a couple years ago when my two grandpas broke out into a fistfight?"

"Yes! I still can't believe Harley tripped over his own cane."

"You mean Harvey?"

"That's what I said."

"No, yo-never mind. Forget it"

"Well, Taylor went down for a nap with Izzy, so it looks like we got this room to ourselves."

"Y-yeah. It, uh, it looks that way, yeah." Nichole entered the bedroom and crawled on top of me. She took my right arm and kissed the spot where my spike should be.

"You know you want this," she whispered. My breath became shaky.

"Nichole, I shouldn't. I'm married."

"That makes you even more attractive." She began to lick and suck on my neck. I let out a small moan. "Gotcha."

"Nichole, please." She moved up to my face.

"Shh, quiet, CJ. Let your lust take over." She kissed me deeply, sticking her tongue into my mouth and swirling it around between my teeth. I pushed her away.

"No, Nichole. I'm not gonna cheat on Izzy."

"She won't have to know."

"Last time I cheated on her, I almost killed myself. Remember that?" I sat up. She sat next to me. "I don't want to go through that pain and heartbreak again." I looked up at the Weavile. "You're a great girl. I'm sure you'll find the right person." She gave me a hug.

"I know, CJ." She let go. "But you'll have to do for now." She punched me in the face, knocking me out.

I came to a little while later as Nichole was going to work on my member, swirling her tongue around the tip. I tried to move, but I was stuck.

"Oh, you're awake," Nichole stated. "Good. Now we can have some fun." She placed my dick between her small breasts and began moving her chest. I tried to escape again. Nothing.

"Why can't I move?" I asked.

"Frozen bindings. I was messing around one day and accidentally froze Jessie to a wall with her legs spread apart, like in a sex dungeon." She proceeded to engulf my cock with her lips, suckling on the tip gently.

"Stop. Please." She reached up and freed my arms, allowing me to grab her head to force her off. Bad timing.

"CJ?" I looked up and saw Izzy standing in the doorway.

"Izzy." She didn't' say anything. She just stomped down the hall. I pushed Nichole off, pulled up my pants, and went after my wife.

I found Izzy in the lounge room; her face was in the cushions. I could hear her crying. I sat down next to her on the couch and placed a paw on her shoulder.

"You okay, Iz?" I asked. She turned around and faced me; tears were flowing out of her eyes.

"Why don't you go fuck Nichole again?!" She yelled angrily. "She seems more interesting than me! Your own wife!" She threw a pillow at me and got up. I grabbed her arm.

"Izzy just let me explain." She pulled her arm away. "I'm sorry, okay? But it wasn't my fault. Nichole knocked me out and strapped me to the bed. I couldn't do anything. I was stuck. It was her idea."

"That sounds like a load of shit. How can I even trust you after that stunt you just pulled? You know what? Don't bother coming to bed tonight." She left, leaving me on the couch. I put my head into my arms.

"Fuck me.

"I will," a voice said.

"Go away, Nichole. You're ruining my marriage."

"Aw, come on, CJ. You love it."

"GET THE FUCK OUT!" I looked up at her fiercely, my eyes filled with a fiery rage. She backed away slowly and I fell back don't onto the couch. "Oh, Izzy!" I began to cry into my paws. "I guess love really is a battlefield."

*Real time*

CJ put the recorder down and looked over at the couple once more with a smile on his face. Comfort Girl lied on Ryan's chest while Ryan held onto her with one arm.

"Well, most of the time," CJ added. He got up, grabbed the covers, and threw them over Ryan and his new girlfriend. Comfort Girl gave a small sigh.

CJ left the room, closing the door, and wandered around the halls.

"Psst!" A voice hissed as CJ passed an empty room. He stopped and backed up. As soon as he reached the doorway, he was pulled in. A small, female Celebi held him against a wall.

"Do I know you?" CJ asked.

"Yes, you do," she answered.

"I don't believe we've met."

"What're you- Oh, yeah, I forgot." She placed her hand onto CJ's face.

CJ opened his eyes. He was lying on the couch in the lounge room; a Celebi floated above him.

"What the fuck?" He asked. "Libby?"

"No, it's one of the Cabbage Patch Kids," she replied.

"What the fuck just happened?"

"I went Doc Brown on your ass. Just my way of saying goodbye forever. You know, a final middle finger. Consider it a gift from a friend." She began to float towards the window. "Oh, by the way. You and Izzy will be fine. Just give it a week. Your daughter on the other hand…"

"Just go."

"Whatev's, man." She left, leaving CJ alone at last. He closed his eyes and tried to go to sleep.

"Wait, what about Taylor?"

Yeah, this is probably the final chapter in this story. Remember to review and PM me if you want me to add anything in the next installment. blazingalex, out!