Training Isn't Just for Moemon: Electric Boogaloo Ch. 1

AN: Hello everyone! Here's the first chapter of the sequel to Training Isn't Just for Moemon. In order to get some context, there are some things you need to know from the previous story. Just a warning, the content within is adult, and does contain scenes of a sexual nature (even taboo). This is based on a Fire Red Nuzlocke run I'm doing, and the story will adjust accordingly. For those of you who don't know what a Nuzlocke is, the basic rules are this: if you pokemon faints, it's dead and you can't use it again; you must nickname all pokemon you obtain; you can only catch the first pokemon you encounter in a route. Now, I have a few clauses that I use that make it a bit more fun, easier to write, easier in general. The clauses in this one specifically are:

Dupes Clause: If the first pokemon encountered is a duplicate of one you have caught earlier in the game, or is a later stage of one you've caught earlier in the game, you may skip that pokemon until you've reached the next new pokemon you haven't caught.

Ressurection Clause: You may use any revives or rare candies that you find ON THE GROUND in order to bring back a fainted pokemon. You cannot buy revives to use.

Vulpix Clause: This one is special and has story importance. Basically, at the beginning of the game, instead of choosing between Charmander, Bulbasaur, and Squirtle, the main character receives a Vulpix at level 5 with Iron Tail and Attract as its abilities. Unlike other acquired moemon, she is the only one immune to the Fainting rule, as she is important to the story.

Friendly Rival Clause: Unlike any other battle in the game, any pokemon that faint solely during a battle with a rival do not count as killed, under the pretense that your rival would restrain himself in battle enough to not kill your pokemon (Not really. But the fucker likes to attack you just as you're entering pokemon centers, so this really makes it less infuriating)

Finally, the Storybook Clause: For the sake of making the story enjoyable and entertaining, some battles may be dramatized or fabricated for the sake of entertainment purpose. I.E. If a moemon died because a pidgey managed to get a cheap crit in, he or she may go out like a bit more of a bad ass than a random peck to the head causing an aneurysm.

Just as a reassurance, this story does not contain any pedophilia. All characters engaging in sex are of legal age of consent.

My alarm blared in my head, waking me from my slumber. Groaning, I rolled over in the bed. "Trixie, hit snooze. I want another five minutes." When the clock still continued its obnoxious chirping, I turned over to find that Trixie was not in my bed as she usually was. That was curious, simply because she was always in my bed, for the most part.

Getting up, I turned off the alarm. No point in trying to go back to sleep now. As I was brushing my teeth in preparation of the day, I could hear my mother cooking downstairs. I sniffed the air, finding pancakes and bacon wafting through the house. My mother never cooked like that! We always ordered out from Viridian City. Today must have been a special occasion. Quickly getting dressed, I slid down the banister, moving to snag a piece of bacon from the plate, but my mother was too quick for me.

"It'll be ready in a minute," she swore lifting it over her head with a grin. "Also, I keep telling you not to slide down that banister. You're going to fall and snap your neck one of these days."

"Yeah, yeah, I know," I smiled, leaning forward to place a soft kiss on my mother's lips. Using it as a distraction, I snuck a piece of bacon from the plate and pulled away from her, causing her to cry out in protest. Giving her a wink, I shoved the delicious meat into my mouth, savoring the flavor.

To others, it may seem odd that I kissed my mother on the lips, but the truth is we were just a very affectionate family. It was hard to think of a time my mother wasn't there for me, growing up. She always listened to my problems and made time for me. When I was sad, she'd make me cookies, or comfort me when I was scared. Typical mom stuff. My dad left when I was just a baby, Mom said. She always likes to go on and on about how he's the greatest pokemon trainer to ever life, and because of that, I knew exactly who my father was.

Before I was born, Vulpus had managed to sweep the Hoenn League like they were nothing. Rumor has it that to this day, he still has never lost a single match. More impressively, he managed to tame not one, but two legendary pokemon, and once stopped them from destroying the entire world. Finally, he was coming to Kanto. He'd already cleared most of the other Leagues. I really wanted to see him. I thought maybe, I'd be able to ask him why he left. I wanted to learn more about him. Things I couldn't find just from watching TV.

"Oh, by the way, Mom. Where's Trixie? She wasn't in bed this morning."

"Hmm? Oh, that's right. I sent her on an errand. I'm sure she'll be back soon." Trixie was a Vulpix and my best friend in the whole world. She'd hatched on the exact same day that I was born, so she's been with me my entire life. Again, it may seem odd that my best friend is a moemon, but like Mom, she always took care of me.

Lately though, things had changed. With our discovery of the world of adult media, there were things we were eager to try...and so we did. I doubted my mother knew. We worked hard to keep it secret from her. Often, if I had trouble sleeping, Trixie would snuggle up to me and wrap her hand around my member before stroking me to climax. The best part was, she wouldn't ever ask for me to do anything in return.

"So, why the pancakes?" I asked before stuffing my mouth full of the fluffy goodness.

"Well, today is a very special day," my mother explained. "Professor Oak has a surprise for you next door. He's very excited to present it to you. Once you've finished your breakfast, you can go outside to look for him. I think he said he was grabbing samples on Route 1 today, so he should be close by."

Now I was excited. Professor Oak was my mom's boss, though really he acted more like her mentor. She'd been the daughter of another Pokemon Professor in Hoenn, and because of that, she was offered an internship with Professor Oak. Together, they'd worked to improve all sorts of new systems for pokemon. That meant, whatever his surprise was, it was probably something really cool and pokemon related.

Stepping outside, I laced up my shoes and began walking towards Route 1. The path was separated from our little home of Pallet Town by a few large patches of tall grass, which meant that there were some moemon around. "Professor?" I called out, only to not hear any response.

I waited for him to call back, but all I heard was the rustling of grass further ahead. Maybe that was him. He'd been going hard of hearing lately, so it was entirely possible. Just as I went to step forward, someone grabbed my arm pulling me away quickly. "Whoa, whoa! What are you doing, Renard?"

Turning, I came face to face with the Professor. "Oh, Professor Oak. I'm sorry, I know I'm not supposed to wander in the tall grass, but Mom said you had something for me, so I came to see if I could find you."

He tsked, shaking his head. "That was incredibly dangerous, Renard. I know you're smarter than that. Anyway, come with me to the lab. I want to talk to you about something very important." As he led the way, I tried to hide my giddiness at the prospect.

However, the moment we stepped into the lab, immediately my smile faded from my lips. Standing there, waiting for his grandfather was Chad. Chad was my next door neighbor, and pretty much the biggest asshole on the planet. He always teased me about my mom and Trixie, and even though they both just say he's jealous, it still grate on my nerves. Everything was a competition with him, and he was so smug and arrogant.

"Hey, Gramps. There you are, I've been waiting here for nearly ten minutes," Chad complained as the Professor brushed past him.

Wheeling about he seemed surprised for a moment. "Chad? OH! Right, I did call you over here, didn't I? Well, I suppose this is opportune then. Renard, I have a gift for you. Something I think you'll enjoy very much."

Like that, the smile returned to my face. Turning away from me, he picked something up, and when he faced me again, he held out in his hand a single red and white pokeball. I was certain my eyes were sparkling with joy. "A pokemon? For me? Really?"

"Wh-what?! Gramps, what about me?" Chad whined. "Don't I get a pokemon, too?"

"Be patient, Chad. Yes, you will get one, too. Go ahead and open it, Renard."

Pressing the button, the ball popped open, and digitized the pokemon inside revealing it to be Trixie. "Trixie?" I asked in bewilderment.

"Surprise," she giggled, throwing her arms around my neck. "Bet you weren't expecting me, were you?"

"Trixie has now officially been digitalized and synched to the command grid," Professor Oak explained. "Basically, it means that she can be used for much more than housework, now. She can even protect you if you wanted to walk to Viridian City."

"Gramps," Chad complained again, causing him to sigh.

"Right, right. Come this way, Chad. You can pick from one of these three."

As he considered his options, Trixie snuggled under my chin, holding me tightly. "Isn't this exciting?" she asked. "Now you and I can go on adventures together. We'll go shopping together in Viridian City, we can play in the forest! Ooh, ooh! We can even go to Pokemon Gyms now!"

She was so excited, she was basically shaking in place. I had to admit, I was excited about the prospect too, but for a more carnal reason. While I'd never told her such, I always saw Trixie as like my girlfriend. If we could leave Pallet Town, we could start going on dates and stuff without Mom noticing.

My eyes scanned Trixie up and down. Her beautiful golden red locks flowed behind her, all the way to her petite butt. On top of her head, she had her trademark curly cues that just wouldn't straighten no matter how hard she tried. They rested right between her triangular ears, that flitted about when she was excited. Her ears were very sensitive for her, so I often liked to pet her there to tease her.

She had about average breasts. Not too small, but not big either, and she always wore her long dark pink dress with the white lace around the trim as well as a pair of boots knee high boots, and a bracelet that she never took off of her wrist. It was one I'd given her as kids for a birthday present.

"I want this one!" Chad announced, holding the ball triumphantly in the air.

"What pokemon is it?" I asked curiously, causing him to sneer at me.

"A better one than yours," he retorted.

"Yeah, right," Trixie huffed. I quickly held her hand. As much as I disliked Chad, Trixie hated him at least double. He was always messing with her. Lifting her skirt, pulling her hair, snapping her bra, just childish things like that.

"Well, why don't we settle it with a pokemon battle?"

I frowned. "Trixie doesn't fight, Chad. You know that. That's why she's not allowed past Viridian City."

"Aww, are you a chicken?" he taunted.

"Actually, Renard, Trixie is more than capable of fighting now. As part of her link to the command matrix, I also took the liberty of educating her in the basics of combat. She even knows a few special moves. Here." Professor Oak offered me an information card on the subject.

Trixie is ready for a fight!

Species: Vulpix Gender: Female Found: Given by Professor Oak

Fire Type Starting Level: 5 Timid Nature

Ability: Flash Fire - Powers up if hit by fire.

Moves: Iron Tail, Attract

I nodded, tucking the card into my back pocket. "Well, okay then. If Trixie doesn't mind, I guess we can have a battle."

"I'd love to," she seethed.

"Awesome! Go, Squirtle!" Chad threw out his pokeball, and it opened, revealing a cute moemon with blue hair and a yellow shirt and shorts. He had shell-like backpack on, and behind him jutted a little swirly tail. I knew exactly why Chad picked him, and it had nothing to do with how cute he was. He was a water type, and he knew that put Trixie at a disadvantage.

Judging by the look on her face, Trixie knew it, too. "All right, Trixie, use Attract!"

"Pfft! Attract what's that going to…" Chad trailed off as Trixie suddenly seemed to take on an air of sultriness I'd never seen from her before. Giving the Squirtle a provocative wink, it seemed to melt under her charms. "Squirtle, use tackle!" he instructed, but the creature was stunned speechless. It was like he hadn't even heard him speak.

"All right Trixie, use Iron Tail! Take him while he's stunned!"

"Got it," she grinned, walking up to him. As her long luxurious tails spread out behind her, they suddenly seemed to transform into hard metal and she quickly flipped in the air, bringing them down hard on the squirtle.

"Come on, Squirtle. Get up! Use tackle!"

This time, he managed to shakily get to his feet. Despite that Trixie had just kicked the shit out of him, he still had that longing gaze in his eyes. Even still, he lowered his head and charged at her throwing his weight into her.

She let out an 'oof' as he hit her directly in the stomach, causing her to double over. "Trixie, reverse it. Hit him with iron tail again!" She grunted in effort, grasping him by the back pack before flipping him over onto his back. As he squirmed to get back up, she took advantage of the situation and jumped over him.

"Cannon ball!" she giggled, her tails again turning into heavy iron before slamming down onto the squirtle and causing him to fall unconscious. "Ha! We win!" she cheered, running back to me and hugging me tightly.

"I can't believe it," Chad grumbled. "I picked a bad stupid pokemon. It should have been a sure win. They must have cheated."

Pulling out a small ray gun, Professor Oak used it to fully heal our moemon before tucking it back into his lab coat. "Now that that's over, I need you two out of the lab for a little bit. I have another surprise for you, but it's going to take me some time. Why not take a trip to Viridian City? Take a look around at the sights over there."

"Sure, Gramps. Whatever," Chad said rolling his eyes. Walking past us he smirked. "Smell you later, losers."

Trixie gave a huff, rolling up her sleeves as if she were to go after him, but I quickly stopped her. "Thank you so much Professor, I'm sure we'll have a lot of fun in Viridian City. Trixie said she wanted to do some shopping, so we'll probably go do that."

"Have fun, Renard, and remember to be safe. Battling Chad is one thing, but wild pokemon and even some other trainers wouldn't hesitate to kill Trixie instead of just knocking her out."

I turned to look at her with a frown. I couldn't even bear to think about what it would be like to lose her that way. "Thanks for your help Professor," Trixie interjected. "We'll be careful, I promise."

With that, she led me by the hand out of the lab and towards Route 1. "Trixie, wait!"

"Relax, Renard. You know how grownups are. They're just being cautious. I've made the trip by myself to Viridian loads of times, remember? Besides, you heard the professor. I can keep you safe from those scary old rattatas and pidgeys." The way she teased me made my cheeks burn red, but I surrendered to her urging. I had a plan of my own though. The moment we managed to round the corner, I turned, shoving her against one of the trees and forcing my lips against hers, much to her surprise.

She gave a soft moan as she kissed me back, before gently placing her hands on my chest and pushing me off of her.

"Renard, what are you doing? We can't just make out here like this. What if Chad were to see us?"

"I don't care," I whispered. "I've been wanting to do that to you all morning. I missed you when I woke up." She bit her lip shyly, but allowed me to kiss her again, this time sucking softly on my lips.

"Teehee, I guess that Attract is pretty powerful, huh?" she murmured to me. "You know, since we're all nice and secluded, if you've got some tension you need releasing…" She let her words trail off, her hand reaching down to begin stroking the very obvious bulge that had formed there. I moaned eagerly, wanting nothing more than to feel her delicate fingers on my meat, and just as she reached for my fly, she suddenly pulled away, clearing her throat.

I was about to raise a protest, but turning around, I came face to face with a sales clerk. "Hey there! Sorry to interrupt your conversation. I work for the pokemart in Viridian City and I'm handing out free potion samples! They're great for healing your hurt moemon without a pokemon center."

"Thanks," I replied, taking it with one hand, using my other to pull my shirt down enough to conceal my bulge. Trixie just giggled behind me as the person continued their spiel only to turn and leave a little later.

"That was close," Trixie said, wrapping her arms around me. "Could you imagine how embarrassing that would be for you? Getting caught with your dick out while you had a cute little fox like me stroke you."

"Well now that he's gone, could you…?"

"Sorry, Renard. We don't want to risk getting caught like this. We've already stayed in one spot for too long as it is. Once we get back from Viridian City, I promise."

"I'll hold you to that promise," I told her, gently kissing her on the cheek. The truth was, I knew I was going to have blue balls from hell. Allowing her to lead me from the front, I used her to cover up my throbbing erection from any wandering eyes as we made our way through the grass.

It wasn't but a few minutes until we reached Viridian City. It was absolutely beautiful to see in person. I'd never been out of Pallet Town in my life, so this was like entering an entirely new world. I began to walk around in awe of it all while Trixie watched me with a big smile on her face.

Just as I was about to go a little further though, some crotchety old man laying across the road shouted at me. "Hey! You can't just go walking around here all willy nilly. This is private property, understand? Get off my lawn! I may be old, but I'll still kick your ass you little bitch!"

I quickly backed away from him in shock. "I...I'm sorry, I didn't…"

"Didn't what? Have any consideration for other people's property? Yeah, I know! I saw that when your pansy ass started traipsing all over my grass!"

"Dad, stop it!" the young girl with him stated firmly before giving me an apologetic look. "I'm so sorry. He's throwing a temper tantrum because the store hasn't gotten in the shipment of coffee yet."

"Oh, no problem," I answered, backing away quickly. If this was over a cup of coffee, I didn't want to know what the man would do if he was angry.

"Come on," Trixie suggested, holding my hand. "Let's go shopping. It's much less stressful," she assured me.

As we walked in though, the shop keeper called us up to the counter. "Hey, are you two from Pallet Town?"

"Yeah," Trixie said. "Why is there something we can help you with?"

"Actually, yes, thanks. I just got this package for Professor Oak, and it's a rush delivery, but unfortunately I can't leave the counter. We just got in our new shipment and I have to unpack it for the shelves. Can you take it to him?"

"Sure," Trixie replied with a bright smile. "Come on, Renard. We'll just have to postpone our shopping trip for now. Maybe the Professor has his surprise ready for us."

"O-okay," I agreed, taking the package and following after.

"Besides," she told me. "Going back in the fun part."

"Fun part? What do you mean?"

"Watch," she giggled before running and taking a big leap off of a ledge before waving at me from down below.

"Come on, jump!" she instructed me. "It's fun!"

This girl is crazy! I took a few deep breaths before nervously jumping off of it to land with a thud beside her. "H-hey, that was kind of fun," I admitted, though in truth I found it actually pretty scary.

"I'm glad you like it, because we have a few more to go down. Come on. Time's a wastin'!"

This time, when she went down the ledge, I elected to gently slide down its bank. Even still, she showed patience as she waited for me to catch up. When we finally got back in town, we went to the lab and presented the professor with his parcel.

"Ah, thanks you two. I've been expecting this. It's just a little something for what I've been working on. I'll be done with your gifts in about an hour, so you can just relax or whatever if you like. Come back then and I'll have what you need."

"Thanks Professor," we both chimed.

Now, more or less free, I urged Trixie towards my room so that we could continued what we'd started in the forest. When we got to my room, I shut the door and began to kiss her deeply. She tried to contain a giggle as she let me pull her towards my mattress.

Falling onto my back, she took her place beside me. "Heehee, you just couldn't wait, could you?" she asked, stroking my cock again until it was fully erect for her. "Just relax, I'll handle it."

I nodded, biting my lip softly as I closed my eyes, enjoying the feelings she was giving me. "Oh, Trixie...that feels wonderful," I gasped.

"Heehee, good. I like making you happy, Renard. I'm glad this makes you feel good. Don't forget the tissues," she instructed, using her free hand to point to the box beside my bed. I handed them to her where she pulled out a few, having them handy.

Staring deep into my eyes with her own, she placed her lips sweetly against mine, moaning happily as she began stroking faster and faster. Oh God, she was already going to make me cum at this rate!

"You should ask me to use Attract on you," she purred. "I know you're curious how that squirtle felt. Being able to be slapped in the face and still be in bliss." I nodded, giving her the go ahead as she positioned herself over me and exhaled into my face.

The pheromones she exuded flooded around me, intoxicating me as I began panting in need. If I wasn't hard before, I certainly was now as I began pumping against her hand. She just giggled, enjoying the need on my face as she stroked me faster and faster.

"That's it, Renard. Just relax and finish for me. Coat my entire hand with all your sticky stress."

Her gentle cooing seemed to drill its way into my brain as I turned to kiss her deeply, my cum spurting outward to run down my shaft and her pale hands. As I collapsed back on the bed, she smiled at me and calmly plucked tissues from the box to begin wiping it off of me. "Thanks Trixie," I groaned. "You're the best moemon, ever."

"I know," she beamed, planting another gentle kiss on my lips. "Just close your eyes and relax while I get rid of the evidence."

I nodded in agreement. I always felt a little tired afterwards, and while I didn't know how Trixie managed to sneak my cum-laden tissues out, she always seemed to do it well, as my mother had yet to catch her.

Tiptoeing down the stairs, careful to not wake Renard, Trixie snuck into his mother's room to find her rubbing her moist snatch, moaning to a picture of the Hoenn League Champion. "Mistress?" she called softly from the door.

"Come in," she instructed, straightening herself bashfully. "Did you bring them?"

"Mmhm. Just like you asked."

Taking the tissues from her, May pulled them open to find the sticky white fluids that stretched across the thin paper. With a happy sigh, she pulled it to her mouth and began lapping up the cum from it, slurping it down hungrily.

Trixie shifted uncomfortably, standing there and watching her as she finished with one tissue before moving to another to wring it out over her waiting tongue. "It's so good," she gasped, her pupils dilated as she embraced the rush that it made her feel. "It's just like his father's."

"What does it taste like, Mistress?" she asked, picking up one of the tissues and giving it a sniff. Immediately, the musky scent sent shivers through Trixie's body. Her cheeks flushed and she felt such a big urge to mirror the way her mistress cleaned the tissues with her tongue.

With a hiss, May snatched the tissue from her. "Don't even think about it," she growled at the Vulpix. "I've told you before Trixie, if you even so much as think about swallowing a drop of my son's delicious cum, I will release you back into the wild in a heartbeat. No more command matrix, nothing. All of your memories, 'poof', gone. You'll be back to one of those wild animals in the forests who don't think of anything but fucking and eating. If I find out you tried to taste some yourself, and believe me, I would know from the look in your eyes, I'll make you forget everything. Do I make myself clear?"

"Y-yes ma'am," Trixie whimpered, her ears folding down in fear. While Renard had never seen it, Trixie knew that ever since he'd turned sixteen, his mother had become downright cruel when she didn't get her weekly 'supply' of cum. It had been her suggestion to Trixie to first start watching porn with Renard that sparked it all. Ever since then, the loyal fox had collected his seed to give to her Mistress, under threat that she'd be evicted from the house and never be able to see her best friend again.

Despite what Professor Oak had told him about her finally being put into the command matrix, the truth was it had happened a long time ago. What he did, was manage to make it so that the command matrix could make the exception that Renard also could give her commands. Until the day that her Mistress fully gave her to Renard, Trixie was anything but free.

Often, she'd wondered what would lie beyond Viridian City. She'd love if Renard would take her all around the world. She'd even considered once just leaving when her Mistress sent her on an errand and never coming back, but she knew then that she'd miss Renard just as much, and May would probably just release her remotely anyway.

"Umm...Mistress?"

May sighed. "Yes, Trixie? What is it?"

"About Renard...are you really okay with us leaving Pallet Town to go on a journey? I mean, I know that Renard would be thrilled to meet his father, but isn't it dangerous?"

"That's what you're there for, Trixie. You're supposed to protect my baby boy. Yes, I am in approval that he leave my home. I will be sad, and I'll miss him dearly, but it is time he finally met his father." And, she thought, if he finds out he has a kid, he'd gladly settle down here. He always said he wanted to be a better father than his own. "Speaking of which, what are you still doing here, anyway?"

"Professor Oak is preparing the new Pokedex that you two developed. He said it would be about an hour before it was ready. I umm...I just wanted to say thank you, Mistress, for letting me go with Renard. I've always wanted to travel."

"Yes, well he is rather fond of you. If I hadn't given you to him, he probably wouldn't want to leave. Just make sure you keep those slutty paws of yours to yourself while the two of you are on the road. I want him to be nice and full when he comes back to his mother."

"Yes, ma'am," Trixie whispered, her eyes lowering to the ground.

"You can leave now, Trixie. When Renard wakes up, I want you two down at lab asap. The faster the two of you set out, the faster you'll be back."

"Yes, ma'am," she repeated, shyly leaving the room with the now empty waste bin. Closing the door behind her, she slowly made her way back up the stairs to Renards room. Setting the trash can down quietly by the bed, she sat beside him and gently caressed his hair. "I wish you were my Master," Trixie whispered to him. "I know you'd love me. You wouldn't think I'm a slut or a whore."

Her eyes glistened for a moment as she looked down at her bracelet. It was a pretty thing. Just a silver band that he'd given her with a beautiful orange stone that he'd managed to find somewhere. "It matches your hair," he'd told her when he gave it to her. Since that day, she'd kept it always, and she knew then that she was so very madly in love with him.

Game Saved (To be continued...)