Chapter 1 - Part one

Ever been lost at sea. Well I have and let’s just say it’s not fun. I was on a ship heading to the Kanto reagon, when a large storm had hit our boat. Well the boat and all the crew but me was gone. I think.... all I remember was being pushed in to a lifeboat when a wave washed over the side and carried me away with it. When I woke up I was on this island. It wasn’t huge but it wasn’t small. The first day I walked all around the island there was lots of pokemon but no humans. Looking at this island I could sea lots of tentacrule in the water. I was surprised that they didn't hurt me when I was washing up. But then they could have helped me. But there was other pokemon like torsos, rapadash, and some wingul, mercrow. But that’s it. I would walk around every day; there was plenty to eat. Lots of veggies and fruit trees. But I kept a fire going on the beach just incase some one was looking for me. I had no one left in my family alive. All so who would strand pokemon out in the middle of a sea on an island, no less? Each day I would walk down to the beach to bath but to day was different all the Tentacruel where in the shallows. I couldn’t go out there it would be too dangerous. They could try to hurt me. So what else could I do but try to sleep them out.


After about 2-hour nap I looked to see that all the Tentacruel had disappeared. So I removed my clothing and walked in. as soon as I was up to my hips in water I began to bath. At first I thought seaweed was getting tangled in my legs but I was wrong. It was the Tentacruel. One of them had stayed in the shallows. He rose to the surface for me to see its purple circles. Its tentacles were rapped all around me pulling me closer to it. But it just lifted me out of the air. The cold sea air shocked me. But as I yelled to the Tentacruel it just looked up to me. Then it moves its tentacles to make my arm be above my head. And my legs spread apart. Then lock them in a crouched Poisson. I turned my head to look down to see two of its tentacles rubbing my opening. I wanted to scream in protest but as soon as they moved I was in bliss. They were moving perfectly. I began to moan in pleasure, but how could that be this was a pokemon. The one were rapped under my breast moved up and begin to stroke my nipples making me yell in pleasure. Then I felt the pressure build up from it touching me.

I opened my eyes to see that the Tentacruel was now in front of me then behind me. Then I looked back down to my entrance to see that one of the tentacles was caressing my opening. I couldn’t hold back I let my orgasm go. It was perfect, but then I felt it the tentacles enter me. Each one had its own rhythm. One was slow and moving in small circles in side me it felt as if some one was memorizing my insides. But the other was going in and out in a gentle rhythm. I was moaning so loudly I bet if any one else was on the island they would have heard me. I could feel my pressure build up again. But it pulled out of me. I growled in disappointment. I was brought back in to the cold sea I screamed as the water hit my hot body. But the Tentacruel just brought me closer to it. It seems to lift further out of the water. I looked in to the water to see a short stiff tentacle; it looked like it was bleeding white blood. Then it hit me it must be mating season. As soon as my opening was next to his "cock" I was trusted upon it. It was larger than it looked, because it felt bigger than the two tentacles that he had in me earlier.

My hips began to move to match the rhythm of the sea it felt so good. No better than good. It was like noting I had ever experience. The Tentacruel would screech every once in awhile. I guess it liked it to. I was getting closer to my peek when I could feel the Tentacruel pulsating. Then in one pump I felt my release and it’s to. But it lasted so long for the Tentacruel to stop cumming. Cum was deep in side of me I could feel it in every space of my womb. But I knew that when it was full the rest would just spill out in to the sea. I was existed I was just floating with the Tentacruel in the shallows but soon I felt the sand touch my butt. And knew that I was back on the beach. The Tentacruel had final released me. I look at the Tentacruel to see that the once purple circles where now a vibrant blue. Then he, I guess you could call him that floated back out in to the sea, as he did that its eyes never left mine. I couldn’t move for a few hours I was still in pain for the next day, but I knew that Tentacruel would be back.

I wonder if I could have some more fun with the pokemon on the island.