Chapter 10 - Grand Trial MVP: Magnemite

Author's Notes:
Zip is the unexpected, breakout hero of my run. I’ve always slept on Magnemite, but Steel/Electric is a great typing, and his solid stats mean I can always throw him out and confidently expect him to live through that free attack. I’m a little ashamed of how he tends to be my go-to solution to most problems. When you have a cute, magnetic hammer, every problem starts to look like a nail…

Current Party:
Zip the Magnemite. Leviathan the Gyarados. Queen the Salandit. Bahamut the Bagon. Ribbon the Sylveon. Continent the Mudbray.

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“Okay…. Okay, easy now,” Abby breathed, her voice shaking slightly. There was a quiet, metal click, and she breathed a sigh of relief, giving her partner a smile and a thumbs up.

“I’m fine,” she reassured Zip as he looked up at her, his single big eye concerned. He hadn’t been as enthusiastic about this idea as his trainer had been, but there wasn’t much the Magnemite wouldn’t do for Abby.

“Mag.”

“That’s not… uncomfortable for you, right?” Abby asked, a little nervously. “Like… you’re not going to get the equivalent of a muscle cramp and rip my tits off?”

“Mag!”

“Yes, I probably should have asked that earlier. Now answer the question.”

“Mag, Magnemite.”

Abby let out a sigh of relief, giggling slightly at how ridiculous this scene must look. Magnemite was floating before her and had brought both his magnets forward, so the poles pointed right at Abby’s chest. Which only mattered because, in the last city, she’d slipped into the stylist to have a little extra work done. Two gleaming metal piercings shone on her chest, a pair of nipple studs that were now firmly attached to Zip’s magnets.

Shifting from side to side, her broad hips giving a delightful little wiggle, Abby undid her pants, skimming them down her thick thighs and letting them puddle around her feet. The warm air of the Alolan day felt nice against her skin, the faint sea breeze smelling of salt and the thick earth of the forest.

“Alright, Zip. Go for it~”

“Magnemite!”

Slowly, Zip started to draw backward, tugging gently at Abby’s nipples, making her gasp and shiver. Her back arching as she reflexively tried to follow and ease the sudden little burst of pain. It hurt, but… there was pleasure mixed into it as well. A neat little thrill that hurt oh so good. Her hands crept across her thighs as she let out a hissing little breath, shaking her head slightly.

“Easy… e-easy,” she managed. “Maybe a little more gentle, but that… that’s about good.”

Zip rolled his whole body forward then back, giving her his little version of a nod before going to work. Gently, with care, he began to play with his trainer, tugging at her nipples like a puppeteer working a marionette. Every little tug made Abby gasp, her trembling fingers stroking her pussy as Zip worked her breasts. Slow motions that gradually built pleasure up, letting the sensation grow and blossom into pain that had her toes curling before he would ease up, letting it slowly sink back into pleasure, the pleasant sting of pain lingering in a perfect afterglow.

“Doing…. Doing great, cutie,” she said, her voice tight as he gave a sharper tug, Abby’s face twisting for a moment, teeth clenched as she rose onto the tips of her feet, back arching sharply as she trembled - a leaf in the teeth of her storm.

And just when she thought it couldn’t get any better, there was a crackle of electricity and then Abby was screaming. Her legs gave out, but Zip was already sinking, falling with her as she dropped to her knees, head falling forward, resting against his metal body as she gasped and whined. Her jaw was locked, teeth pressed tight together as the shock made her muscles clench and spasm.

Her leg was shaking even once she got control of herself back, fingers trembling as they practically stuffed themselves into her eager cunt, both hands buried between her soft thighs.

“Magnemite?”

“Again,” she managed, and Zip was already obeying. Another weak shock made her cry out, her vision going white as she came all over her hands, arousal running down her wrists and dripping to the grass. She whined in the back of her throat, a long high note as she jerked and spasmed, her muscles rebelling against her control as the shock played through them. Thankfully, Zip was there to support her, holding her upright as she fell forward, balancing her against his body as she twitched and jerked through orgasm. Eventually just slumped against him, moaning softly and enjoying the aftershocks.

But eventually, she was able to support herself, straightening and then giving a little hiss as Zip didn’t follow her quite fast enough. Blinking, she looked down to where Zip was still connected to her, piercings stuck tight against his magnets.

“Ummm…. How do we get you to let go?”

“Mag!”

“I know I should’ve thought of that before we started!”