241 – Hammering the Message Home (18+)

241 – Hammering the Message Home (18+)

It was hard not to laugh at Sparky sometimes.

Calcine had said she could buy whatever she wanted when they'd reached the pier. Sparky had gravitated to the food carts with an adorably mischievous smirk. They'd held hands in line, and then she'd ordered the biggest hotdog she could find, with all the trimmings. Now, she was making a whole show of eating it while pointedly staring at Calcine.

The little scamp wasn't hungry. It was a really stupid joke, an excuse to get Calcine fired up by shoving half a massive hotdog around her throat while making slurpy noises. Calcine was a Rock Type. Serious, dependable, and reserved. She really shouldn't have found it funny at all.

Instead, she was choking down a laugh. Every little comically overdone "Mmm!" from Sparky made Calcine's breath burn in her throat. She had to breathe slowly and steadily, or she'd start laughing so hard that she'd end up in a coughing fit. It was still incredibly tough. Sparky always committed so hard to her jokes.

"It's so big! I'm going to need help with it." Sparky sighed, "We should get a second Pokémon in here. It's the only way I'm going to survive it."

Her eyes were wide and innocent as she looked up at Calcine to see her response. The Coalossal couldn't hold it together completely. Her nose twitched with the urge to grin, and a faint flush of lava-like red glowed on her cheeks from holding her laughter in. Calcine swallowed hard and brushed her hair back to compose herself. Sparky's lips parted in a victorious grin, her eyes sparkling with amusement.

The only hope of keeping dignity was to strike back.

"Don't be ridiculous. You can handle it," Calcine said, trying to ignore the obvious joke. "Just be patient, and you'll get there. We don't want to make a mess."

Sparky's grin widened as her gaze drifted to the hotdog, "Mess? Oh, I don't mind making a mess." She laughed. "I just can't get the thing in my mouth."

Just laughing at her wasn't the right move. As funny as Calcine found Sparky, their relationship had a rhythm. Sparky enjoyed trying to get a rise out of Calcine, and the fun of it was not giving it to her, making her try harder and harder until Calcine cracked. At least that's how it usually went, but Calcine felt she'd come a long way since they'd first met. She'd evolved once, and if she really wanted to, she could feel at home in this massive Coalossal body.

She didn't just have to endure Sparky's jokes. She had ways to strike back.

Calcine stopped walking along the pier, and Sparky froze in place by her side. Just the tiniest flick of fear in her eyes that she'd pushed things too far before she regained her nerve and sucked the end of her hotdog with a lewd little growl in her throat.

Sparky only came up to her hips, so Calcine had to bend over almost ninety degrees to get eye level, steadying herself with one hand on Sparky's shoulder. The sheer weight of her upper body pressed down on the bug's shoulder and made her legs wobble, but she locked those legs for Calcine and held firm. Sparky had four beautiful, expressive blue eyes, and right now, they were wide open in anticipation, utterly unsure of what Calcine was going to do to her. The slight tremble Calcine could feel in her fingers could have been mistaken as fear, but she knew Sparky. That was pure, nervous excitement.

Calcine gripped Sparky's jaw and her hand was so massive it could cup a lot of Sparky's neck as well. Rather than try to make it fit, it was easier to tilt Sparky's head up so she couldn't avoid staring into Calcine's burning white eyes.

"Open your mouth," Calcine ordered. She had a Fire badge studded onto her belt, and she hit that command with all the borrowed authority it gave.

Calcine felt Sparky swallow, the lump in her throat passing along her palm as she opened her mouth. Her jaw gently pressed against Calcine's powerful grip.

"Wider," Calcine said firmly. "Don't play around. Make an effort. Stretch."

Sparky did as she was told. Her eyes locked on Calcine, her gaze full of anticipation; Sparky's mouth slowly opened wider and wider until it looked like her jaw might pop. Calcine grabbed the hotdog with two fingers and stuffed Sparky's mouth to burst with it. Sparky's cheeks bulged as she tried to adjust her mouth, her lips stretching around the greasy sausage. It was impossible not to think of it in other ways, but Calcine was committed now, and she would see it through.

"Chew," Calcine rumbled, her red and black hair trailing over her shoulders and mixing with Sparky's yellow fur. "I know what you can handle, and this is nothing."

Calcine let her go, and Sparky fell backward, landing on her butt and barely catching herself with her hands. She'd managed to catch herself in time not to take a bite and choke, so the hotdog was planted in her mouth like a flagpole.

Folding her arms, Calcine tapped her foot impatiently. "Well? The longer you take to eat that, the longer we wait here."

Sparky started chewing frantically to accommodate the sudden mouthful, using both hands to get her meal under control. She had a mission now and went at it with a hunger that made the fire in Calcine's chest flare up. Sparky was so eager that her eyes watered as she gulped the hotdog. After finishing it in a few madly eager bites, her eyes narrowed and sparkled with excitement.

"That was hotter than a Magcargo," Sparky said, ketchup and mustard spread all over her face. "It's amazing what I can fit in there with some encouragement."

Sparky scrambled back up to her feet and tried to lick the mess off her lips. When that failed, she globbed a big lump of webbing in her hand and used the sticky mess like a towel; it didn't really work, just spreading it all around into one big, multicolored, greasy mess.

"What do you think?" Sparky said, bouncing with excitement. "Am I beautiful?"

Her smile was so proud despite the mess it broke Calcine.

"One of a kind," Calcine laughed and got her hands around Sparky's waist, picking her up for kisses. "Come here, let me get that off you."

It wasn't an effective method, but it did draw a crowd. After taking a few photos of the pair, a kind couple even gave them a whole packet of napkins to clear it up. It was horribly undignified, shameful even.

Calcine smiled the whole way through.

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The pier was more touristy than a proper shopping district, so they'd only ended up buying a few silly T-shirts to try to get Brandy in later and some rock candy from a Dwebble who was so excited by the idea of a Joltik and Coalossal dating that they'd had to remind three separate times that they needed to pay her. Sparky had negotiated a small discount for letting her touch Calcine's abs, and she'd hidden in her shell afterward, giggling to herself with glee as her clawed hands scooped up their loose change.

It was all horribly cute, but it was all just a delaying tactic for the actual plan. Calcine knew where humans had settled. They were private places you could hire out for a bit of money, and sure enough, at the very end of the pier and down a short walk of steps to a small jetty were some quaint wooden waterside cabins that you could pay to rent out. Calcine just booked it for the rest of the day; she was the first Pokémon ever to get a Gym Badge payout, and splurging on her first actual date with Sparky was worth every poké-cent.

On the inside, it was a lovely little wood cabin, an old-fashioned wooden build with a beautiful view of the ocean. Inside, it was sparsely furnished with a couple of chairs, a table, and a double bed that could barely fit in there piled high with pillows. It wasn't the height of luxury, but it was cozy and private, and that's all it needed to be. Clearly, a place where people fucked their brains out, not somewhere where people actually lived.

They hadn't rushed to that, getting comfortable instead.

"Nervous?" Calcine asked as they lay together on the bed, enjoying the sea view through the tall glass doors that opened onto a seaside patio.

Sparky rested her head against Calcine's chest and traced lines between her abs. "Me? Nervous? Nooo, why should I be nervous? Going to pin me down and devour me? Crush me into a tiny ball?"

"No," Calcine said, stroking the soft, fluffy fur behind Sparky's ears. "You know you're safe with me."

"You're not going to tie me up and stuff?"

"No," Calcine murmured, stroking a finger along Sparky's neck and making her shiver. "I just want you."

"That's good," Sparky groaned. "That's really good. But if you change your mind, I won't be upset. You can do anything you want with me. I come with my own webby rope!"

Calcine leaned down and kissed the top of her head. "Anything?"

"Anything."

"Well, you said it."

Sparky squeaked as Calcine stood up and fished Wren's Poké-dex out of their shopping bags.

"You all ready?" Calcine asked.

"Holy shit!" a reedy voice came from the Poké-dex speaker. "Gamma wasn't lying! You're real!"

"Dyna?" Sparky blinked, "Why is she-"

"How tall are you?" a second new voice piped up, quickly followed by a third. "You could grate meat on those things, I need them in my life."

"I love her because she's never, not once, given up trying." Calcine smiled as she guided Sparky's hands to the edge of her pants and let her begin the fun job of getting them off. "She's taken losses, had rough times, and taken hits I should have, but she always bounces back. Because as much as she jokes and teases, I know she loves us."

That got a big 'awww' from the crowd. Even Gamma gave one up, a half smile as she hung her head to the side, defeated.

"That's cute," Gamma said, "But I can't let you get away with being sappy. I need to see some real proof you two are legit. You really love her? Pound that bug."

"Gladly," Calcine growled.

She lifted Sparky up off her lap and lay her face down on the bed, lifting her ass up and spreading her legs wide open so everyone could see Sparky's dick swinging between her legs. Sparky moaned and wriggled, pushing her butt up against Calcine's hands, trying to grind against her.

"Patience," Calcine said, giving her ass a slap. "All you Joltiks should learn from your heroine here. You can be little brats all you want. You want to land someone like me, you got to put in the work. The rewards are incredible."

Calcine undid the pants Sparky had already loosened up and slid them down, letting her cock swing free and smack between Sparky's butt cheeks.

"Fuck," Gamma whispered, and the Joltik around her echoed the sentiment. "Sparky, we're all going to come to your funeral."

"What was that?" Sparky said, wiggling her ass at the screen. "Sorry, I couldn't hear you past this massive piece of meat."

"You heard," Gamma shot back. "You just love being the center of attention right now, right?"

"I'm really warming up to it," Sparky smirked. "But maybe we should turn the Poké-dex off for this."

The protesting was so loud Wren's speakers began crackling from the angry screams. Sparky cackled evilly as she balled the covers in her fists. At least some part of her brain was bracing for what was coming.

Calcine took a moment to appreciate her tool. She was proud of her Coalossal dick. It was long, thick, and had a really satisfying heft that felt incredible when she slapped it against her partner's ass. Sparky loved that, and Calcine couldn't wait to get in her, but it needed to be done carefully. Pokémon and humans were stretchy, but her new size was intimidatingly huge. It was part of why she couldn't stay like this; Brandy wasn't ready yet, and she needed to inherit more. Maybe once she'd beaten Mercury properly?

A worry for later. She had a Joltik to destroy.

Sparky was panting and squirming on the bed as Calcine used some lube to get herself ready, enjoying the hoots and cheers as she shined up her cock for the crowd. Sparky's dick was hard and twitching between her legs, and Sparky nearly collapsed when Calcine reached through to trail two hot fingers down the underside of it.

"Are you ready?" Calcine asked, her hand cupping around Sparky's cock, squeezing a little tighter as her fingers ran all the way to her tip. "You've cracked my heart open a few times, felt the heat flowing out. But I don't think I can hold back if we do this. I love you."

"I love you too," Sparky's voice was a little shaky, partly from the stimulation and partly from the words. "No jokes. I really do."

"Hear that girls?" Calcine said, and the audience erupted into frantic cheers. She smiled and then pushed herself forward. Her cock was heavy, and it had an unerring gravity that slid along the crack of Sparky's butt and settled in the waiting hole. "This beautiful ass is all mine. Let's see it bounce."

The first push was a little tentative, testing the limits of the stretched opening and sliding along the ring of muscle. It was an impossible challenge, but they'd both done the impossible before. This was just fucking, they could do this. It took a little heat to go with the lubrication, a firm grip on Sparky's hips, an absolute boatload of muscle that made the bed creak beneath them and a pornographic amount of moaning from Sparky. But all that mixed together allowed Calcine to push forward with excruciatingly blissful slowness.

Tight couldn't begin to describe it. Sparky's was so small she was barely getting through it, but the fire in her blood wouldn't be denied. The difference in strength was so incredibly unbalanced that Sparky's body simply had to yield to Calcine. It had no choice. Sparky's blissful moans kept her going, no matter how much it felt like hurting her, the feedback she was getting said anything but. Sparky wanted this so badly. She often joked about being squeezed and crushed, but she genuinely did enjoy a bit of rough and heavy fucking. Calcine had the body to do plenty of both.

The first few inches were the hardest. Once the thickest of her dick was past the muscle and into the soft inner walls, it got easier. It was still slow; the heat of Calcine's cock was making Sparky clamp down hard, and the tightness was a huge tease that made her cock throb, which certainly didn't help, but bit by bit, she claimed more of Sparky for herself.

"F-f-uck," Sparky groaned, her fingers tearing into the bed covers. "I'm going to break. I'm going to snap and break and cum, and fuck, I'm going to be in pieces. Oh shit, oh fuck, please keep going."

"I will," Calcine grunted. "But if you break, I will put you back together. Stronger. Better."

The heat of her Coalossal body was overwhelming in the small space. Sparky was hot inside, but nothing compared to the burning heat that radiated from Calcine now, and when she slapped Sparky's ass, the heat poured in to soothe her aching muscles and kick her voice up an octave.

"I'd applaud, but I'm just in awe," Gamma said, though her voice sounded far away. It was unimportant. "Our girl's a legend."

That overwhelmed reaction was why Calcine had called Gamma. Sparky's confidence bounced from highs to lows, and she never fully accepted that she had a place in her and Brandy's hearts. She worried she wasn't good enough, so tonight, Calcine was going to put on a show. Every time Sparky picked up a Pokédex, she would be bombarded with jealous messages and praise from her sisters. Even Gamma would have to change her tune a little if she wanted to keep her rivalry going. Calcine was going to create a very smug bug today, but it was worth it. Because Sparky deserved to be praised until she got sick of it.

"You're amazing," Calcine said. "Look at you. You're going to take all of this."

"I'm so full," Sparky panted. "I'm stuffed. I can feel you in my belly."

"I'm not there yet," Calcine growled, "But let's fix that."

Calcine leaned forward and wrapped her arms around Sparky's chest. The extra weight drove her even further down onto the bed, but she didn't stop. Not until Calcine had pulled herself close, and Sparky's ass was pressed tight against her groin.

"There we go," Calcine rumbled, stroking Sparky's chest, "You took it all."

Sparky just panted in response; her eyes were crackling with electricity, and her mouth hung wide open. She was outright drooling into the covers.

"Wish it was me," Gamma sighed. "But the girls hope she's having the time of her life. What now?"

"I'm going to make her cum, of course," Calcine said. She didn't wait for a response before she rolled her hips back, pulling out of Sparky and drawing out a low moan as the friction made her quiver. Calcine couldn't pull out entirely; Sparky's body clung needily to her, but she had enough room to set a rhythm and bounce Sparky off the bed. Her incoherent mumbles were slowly fucked back into coherency as her fur fizzled with built-up electricity.

"Holy fuck!" Sparky yelped. "Yes, yes, fuck yes!"

Her hands had been digging into the bed, but they found a new purpose, reaching behind to try to grab at Calcine's butt. She couldn't; it was too far, but Calcine took the offered arms by the wrist and used the leverage to absolutely pound Sparky into the covers. It was impossible to tell if Sparky was coming from the noises she was making, and the tightness was so incredible that it'd have been impossible to feel any contractions. Sparky was tight and warm, and when her body began sparking, her insides buzzed with a tremendous friction that had Calcine's blood roaring.

"She's going to explode," Gamma warned, but Calcine couldn't stop now. She was close. The heat had reached a boiling point inside her, and her heart was thundering with a wild beat.

"Let's do it together," Calcine growled. "Cum with me, Sparky. Give them a show."

"F-f-f-f-FU-UCK," Sparky was being hammered so thoroughly her word came out in a disjointed crackle of warbling tones, her entire body seizing up as sparks raced off Calcine's hardened skin. Calcine roared like a beast and threw her head back as she came, her muscles locked up as a torrent of heat raced out of her, filling Sparky up and then some. Her partner squealed and shook as her body was flooded, the excess of cum pouring out of her to run down her legs.

Calcine had no idea where she was for a moment. The release had hit her like a train, and the aftermath left her body tingling and her mind in a foggy daze. Wren's Poké-dex was crackling. Sparky's surge of electricity had managed to arc into it and fry the screen some, a tinny warbling coming through the speakers, Gamma's face frozen on the screen in wide-eyed amazement.

Sparky's entire body was still buzzing as Calcine slowly came to and pulled herself out, her legs shaky from the effort. She looked down and saw the mess they'd made of the bed already, her cock coated and sticky with her own cum. That got slapped on one of Sparky's ass cheeks, a sticky slap that got an exhausted moan from the bug.

Cuddles. Kisses. Care. She got them all and Sparky hugged back weakly, the biggest smile on her face.

"You're perfect," Calcine said. She could still see the self-doubt hiding in Sparky's eyes but also the belief building up. "If you never evolve, it's only because you don't need to."

"I might need to," Sparky wheezed, "You're too much."

"Yeah," Calcine grinned. "I am. And I paid for this room. I'm going to use every surface I bought."

"I don't deserve you," Sparky whimpered. "But if I've got you, I'm keeping you."

"Don't deserve me?" Calcine stroked Sparky's hair and then picked her up. "We can work on knocking those thoughts out of your head. How about the table? I think you'd look good bent over a table."

It would be a long day for Sparky, but if that's what it took to sear into her memory, she was loved. Calcine was up for the challenge. It was the very least she deserved.