Title: Destined
to Be
Authors: Shadow/Phantomness and Nephitari Champion
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Pokemon belongs to Nintendo and Shogakukan Comics.
This non-profit, non-copyright infringing fanfiction belongs to me under
international copyright laws and taking it is plagiarism. Thank you.
*Phantomness bows*
Notes: <> for telepathy, ** for thoughts, italics
if a pokemon talks. Game-verse
Warnings: AU, het, PWP, furry, body modification
The cameras had been in place for two days before anything of interest happened. The President had installed them to keep an eye on the Elite Four and Champion. It had been easy to set them up during lunchtime when everyone was in the cafeteria.
Champion Red had just finished a Pokemon Battle, and had returned to her room. She flopped down on the bed with a groan.
“Ow…” She sighed. “Man. I'm sore... And cramped...” She winced. She took her shirt off, and unwound several layers of bandaging.
The guard watching the screen stared in disbelief as she pulled off her jeans and tossed them aside. Then she reached between her legs, before stopping herself.
Wait… Their Champion was a girl? Yes, she had pretty obvious breasts.
That was unexpected!
"Lance should be here soon..." Red muttered. She was glaring at her underwear, soaked red. "Stupid curse..."
The Guard alerted the President to this new development – it was important, after all – and soon, President Goodman came to watch. He was a voyeur, although he said he should ‘keep an eye on things’.
He was drooling at the sight of Red on screen.
But as the Security Guard was doing the same, no one else cared.
Just then, Lance walked into Red’s bedroom.
Red smiled in relief. "Master, you're back..."
"Yes." He looked her up and down. "Sore, my pet?"
"Yes, Master." Red admitted.
She curtsied, before she took off the rest of her clothing, including her sneakers and socks. "I hurt everywhere... literally..."
“I am sorry to hear it.” Lance said.
The watchers drooled as Red stripped. Goodman’s eyes were practically hanging out of his sockets.
She had good curves, certainly. Too bad they had always been hidden!
Lance reached between her legs and into her pussy, pulling out several bloody golf-ball sized objects. They clinked softly. "Did these help?"
“Not really.” Red professed. “My curse began half way through my last battle, too. It was really hard to concentrate.”
"Ahh." Lance nodded. “I was wondering why you had such a hard time with Bruce. He didn’t seem like a particularly good trainer.”
He licked the Ben-Wa Balls clean, before beginning to pull out her anal beads. Red shivered as they were removed.
She sighed. “May I take a shower? Or a bath?”
“Take a long, hot bath, pet. It'll help.”
Red nodded.
They had to think. Did they put cameras in the bathrooms too?
Goodman looked to the guard.
"I think we did..." The guard said.
He was practically salivating at the sight. Who knew that the Elite Four were so sexually active?
This was better than his Playboy magazine!
Red filled her tub with hot water and sank into it gratefully, closing her eyes. “Bliss... beautiful paradise,” She murmured as she leaned against the side.
Lance came in and began to wash her hair, gently running his fingers through the dark strands.
Red purred. Lance tended to pamper her sometimes and punish her at others. Right now, he was being nice. She needed it!
Stupid period…
Lance soaped her breasts next, caressing them for a bit, before moving his hands down between her legs.
Her purr increased in volume. He began to rub her bud gently. At that, Red smiled. She knew she was bleeding on him though...
Lance bent forwards and licked her lips, sliding his finger into her folds.
Red went limp. < I love you, Master... >
Perhaps it was foolish, but she knew that Lance would never hurt her. Acquiescing to his demands suited her just fine.
In the monitor room, Goodman was seething. The Champion should be the one in control of the Elite! Why on earth was she being so submissive to Lance?
Or if anyone, she should submit to him! He was the President!
Just how long had this been going on for? Red had won Championship four years ago. Surely not that long! Someone should have noticed!
In any case, Lance was below her! Lance should be submitting to her, not the other way around! Little did Goodman know that Lance and Red had been lovers for years! It had started before Red had become Champion of the Kanto League.
He had no chance of winning her heart in a million years, or even her body.
< I'm glad, pet... > Lance soothed.
Lance slowly brought her to a very satisfying orgasm. It had been, what, ten years since they had met? How time had flown!
Red relaxed. She had trusted Lance as soon as she had seen him. He had saved her from those bad men, so long ago. Why wouldn't she want to stay with him and be his pet? Something about him had just... Made her feel safe...
< Master, do you remember when we met? >
< You were so little then. > Lance fondly ruffled her hair. < How could I not? >
She'd been a little girl, who had dashed into his campsite...
She'd been running for hours, trying to get away from the Team Rocket Grunts and they were gaining! She'd hidden in the boy's tent when she had seen him.
Lance had always hated Team Rocket, so he hadn't minded beating them up with his dragon pokemon and sending them blasting off.
As soon as she'd seen Lance, she had this feeling of... She didn't know how to describe it! But she liked him! And he had cool Dragons and made yummy food!
Lance had heated up his leftover noodles and tried to calm her down that first night, and he hadn’t sent her away, though he had wondered where her parents were.
Wasn’t she too young to journey?
However, when he had questioned her, she had denied knowing her parents. Odd.
Still, Lance hadn't minding having Red tag around. She was quiet enough, and cute, though he thought of her more as a little sister at first.
That had been fine with her. She'd finally had enough though. After several months, she'd crept into Lance's sleeping bag naked to make her point clear.
Lance had ignored it at first. That was when she'd fondled him. She'd woken another side of Lance – a dark, sadistic side, and she had screamed herself hoarse the first time. But she had loved it!
Lance hadn't cared how old she was then. He still didn't.
She had watched him become an Elite trainer and had vowed to be the best so that they wouldn't have to be separated. And it had taken time, but she had succeeded.
She had become Champion.
Lance kissed her sweetly, as she slowly left memory lane. < Love you. >
< I love you too. > Red sighed dreamily.
Goodman had to do something! But he couldn't just storm into the bathroom! After some thought, he decided to go to Team Rocket.
After all... they would do any job as long as they were paid.
Maybe he should have them kidnap his Champion?
He had to get her away from Lance!
If things went well, he could even stage a rescue later! Surely she’d fall in love with him after that!
Lance stroked Red's cheek. The Champion mewed, stretching. She had closed her eyes. The water was wonderful…
After a while, they got out of the tub, and then Lance tucked Red into bed and kissed her goodnight.
She was still so cute…
His decision made, President Goodman nodded and picked up the phone; rapidly dialing a number he should not know.
Tyson picked up the phone after several rings. "Yeah?" He grunted. "The Boss is not here now."
Goodman told him what he wanted and described Red to Tyson.
The Rocket named a very high price.
Goodman agreed.
Tyson smirked when he put the phone down. They'd finally found her! It would be a good deal for both parties! They'd get paid and get their subject back! How had she eluded notice for ten years? No matter. They'd get her back all right.
With that decision made, Tyson called Giovanni.
“Sir, we've finally located Destiny.”
"Where is she?" The boss asked.
“She's the Champion of the Johto League, sir.”
Giovanni stroked his chin thoughtfully. "Well... her powers must still be dormant then."
"What would you like us to do to lure her out, Sir?"
“Hmm. Not a direct confrontation – that's slightly risky. See if you can get her while she's out training. Trainers disappear all the time.”
"Yes, sir. Do you want us to go ahead with the experiment?"
"Yes. The Evolution Inducement Wave should be completed in a week or so, correct? That ought to draw her out..."
"Will do Sir. Don't worry; we'll have your heir back soon."
"Say that you do." Giovanni said, stroking his Persian.
Destiny was the Codename for Experiment #1015, a genetically modified human girl, but built with a pokemon mindset. She was supposed to be unconditionally loyal to whoever awakened her power... She was much more flexible and sexually dependant than a normal girl though.
Unfortunately they didn't know Lance was with her, and she had already bonded to him.
Tyson said goodbye to Giovanni and then had his team continue working on the Evolution Induction Wave. They were running on a tight schedule, but they would not fail! They would get the hybrid back.
Failure was not an option.
Red and Lance were taking a break
from their hectic lives at the
Lance shuddered. “The dragon pokemon are unhappy…”
Red was startling to tremble. She felt a strange pull.
Lance stared. "Red?" She seemed to be glowing!
Red whimpered. "I feel... Strange..." Was all she said before she was completely engulfed in the glowing light? Lance watched in disbelief as her breasts expanded to an enormous side, tearing her clothing. Her fingers became tipped with claws, as well as her toes, and pale pink fur began to cover her body.
She resembled a Mew now.
Red purred the transformation finalizing. < Mmm… Master... >
Lance blinked in shock. "Red...?"
She curled her new tail around his waist. < Yes. >
"What happened?"
< I... I remember now. > Red said. < Team Rocket made me from Giovanni and Mew's DNA... >
Lance stroked her head.
< They wanted me to be his heir after the Mewtwo disaster... >
"And that ended in another disaster?"
< I ran away. > She shivered. < And then I found you... >
"I see. And, you chose me..."
< Yes. I wanted you to be my Master, and my Mate. > Red curled around him.
Lance petted her.
Just then, Tyson showed up with six
Team Rocket Grunts. He barely had time to open his mouth before Lance's
Dragonite blasted him into the
There were many angry Gyarados there...
Tyson managed to get out of the water quickly though. He had no desire to stay in there! He stared at the scene.
Red blinked cutely, rubbing her
breasts against Lance's chest. She giggled and blasted him into the
"Nice shot Red."
"Mmm." Red agreed. She licked his cheek.
Tyson glared. "What are you waiting for?" He shouted at his team. "Retrieve Destiny!"
"B-But sir!" Shouted one of them. "The Gyarados-." His voice ended in a yell as a Gyarados bit off his head.
Red hit Tyson with Thunderwave. The others bravely tried to follow Tyson's command, despite how potentially suicidal it was…
Red was curled around Lance.
Lance's Dragonite threw them backwards with Twister. Four of them blasted off.
The last one screamed when a Gyarados started chasing him.
Tyson glared, but couldn't move.
That was when Lance blinked, realizing what Red had been called.
“Destiny? How did they know?”
< What do you mean? >
"Nothing Red, nothing..."
< It's just my Codename. > She reassured him.
"You mean they don't know? It's just a coincidence that you're named after the tenth legendary?"
< What tenth legendary? >
Lance shook his head. < It's all right, love. >
Tyson couldn't believe that Red was being so affectionate towards Lance. That was wrong! He didn't want to tell Giovanni they were having problems!
Red cuddled up to him. She loved Lance.
< You're being awfully calm about this, Red. >
< I guess I've always known somehow... That I was different. > She admitted. Red licked Lance's cheek. < You're different too... and you accepted me. >
< Of course. >
< And it helps. > Red smiled. < This really changes nothing between us. > She winked. < Except that now I know Transform... >
To demonstrate, she became human again.
Lance eyed her breasts, before he reached forwards and squeezed her nipples experimentally.
She shivered.
“They are larger, not that I mind…” Lance smirked.
< Couldn't change those... >
Lance continued to squeeze as Red grinned. He freed himself.
Red's eyes went wide. < L-Lance! What happened to you? >
The Dragon Master flashed his fangs in a grin. < You didn't think you were the only one that could evolve, did you? All that energy shouldn't go to waste... >
He had been big before, but now... Red couldn't stop herself from drooling.
Lance impaled her without another word. Red felt like he was taking her virginity all over again. She purred, enamored. She loved it!
< It gets better. > Lance smirked. Red's eyes shot open as she felt another thick organ nudging into her ass. How...
< What the? >
< Like it? >
< Yes! Very much so! > Red stretched herself wider for her Mate. She loved the feeling of him doing her in both holes at once. Her purrs increased in volume.
Lance was enjoying himself immensely. He roughly caressed her tits as he pumped her.
< Mrrrw… > She wrapped her tail around his sac, stroking it.
Lance liked that...
He began to breathe harshly, gout after gout of hot, salty cum shooting into her. At the same time Red shivered, climaxing.
Now she knew why she had wanted Lance so much... He was the only man in the world who could satisfy her, wasn't he?
She just knew it. And he was so creative and cunning... The perfect Mate...
She relaxed when he kissed her. < Mmmm.... >
Tyson had managed to come out of the paralysis. He gritted his teeth. This was unacceptable!
He released his Fearow to attack Red. He would bring this mutant back to the Boss!
Red looked up. Her eyes glowed as she used Thunderbolt.
< Try to take me from my Mate, will you? > She glared.
Tyson stared. "He's not..."
< I choose my Mate! > Red yowled. She used Fury Swipes on him, slashing his chest open. She growled.
"But your father...!"
< He didn't treat me like a daughter anyway! > Red froze Tyson's body up to his waist in ice with Blizzard. < I'm only an experiment to you! >
There was nothing the Grunt could say to refute that.
Lance just watched, amused.
< I wanted a day off. > Red whined. She used Stun Spore to paralyze Tyson. He started choking to death from lack of air.
At that, the Mew-girl smirked.
Lance pulled her into a kiss. < Serves him right. >
Red nodded. < If Father wants me back that much, he'll have to come get me himself! And he’d better have a good explanation for what he did to me! >
She leaned into her Mate.
< Yes. > Lance agreed.
The Dragon Master had a feeling that President Goodman was behind this. The old man meddled far too often in their affairs!
< How would he know, though? > She asked.
< That bears consideration. > Lance frowned. < What if he watched us? >
Red's eyes blazed. < How? >
Lance narrowed his eyes. < Hidden cameras, maybe... >
< How dare he violate our privacy like this? What a freak! >
< Old pervert. > Lance agreed.
< Not only that, but we have secrets, several of which are dangerous...>
< Quite. > Lance agreed. < We had better show him the error of his ways... >
Red looked excited. < Really? >
< Let's give him a show he'll never forget. > Lance's voice was cruel.
< Yes... Mate. > That was a wonderful idea...
Goodman was surprised when Lance and Red teleported into the office. He spilled his coffee onto an important paper.
“What are you two doing here?”
Red glared. "How dare you watch us having sex, you sick old man!"
< Shall I? >
Red nodded as Lance pinned Goodman to the wall with a dozen daggers through non-vital spots.
< We’ll show him what he’s missing, Mate. > Red purred. < Please? >
The Elite Four member smiled, as Red transformed back.
She purred and walked to him.
< I belong to Lance... >
She unzipped his bodysuit at the crotch, revealing his cocks.
Goodman's eyes widened.
< Lance is so much better than you could ever be. > She began lapping at one of Lance's cocks.
Lance smirked. Red began to rub the other one between her furry breasts
She growled in pleasure as she pleasured him. He watched as Goodman gaped. The President just couldn't get over the fact that Red; their Champion had pink fur. And cat ears and a tail...
Lance groaned, as he began to spend himself, coating her with spunk.
And the fact that she was purring! A Pokemon can't be Champion!
He went fumbling for a Master Ball
Red noticed. < Master… >
Lance sighed and nailed him right between the eyes with another dagger. Goodman screamed loudly. Red shut him up with a psychic.
< You wanted to watch, didn't you? Watch! >
Lance growled. Red continued to pleasure her Mate.
Lance smirked. < On the desk, love. >
Red grinned and lay flat on her back on Goodman's desk, shoving the stuff on top onto the floor. Several forms were ruined but she hardly cared.
< Spread your legs. >
The Champion obligingly did so, beaming.
Goodman gulped. He could see that she was raw and bleeding...
What was Lance doing?
After studying her for a second, he mounted her. Red squealed in delight when he slammed both of his organs into her sheath. Blood and sexual fluids dripped out.
She purred loudly. < Oh yes, Master! >
Lance was brutal, and Goodman could see Red convulsing in pain and pleasure as he mated her.
< Mark me as yours for the world to see, please? >
< How would you like me to? > Lance asked, thinking of all their toys.
Red bared her throat to him, wriggling.
Lance nipped her gently. His eyes began to glow.
She looked at him. What was he planning?
Lance bit her again, and Red felt energy moving through her body. Her own fangs began to elongate. A collar of twisted silver metal appeared around her neck.
Did he want her to bite back? She felt the urge to...
< Yes, my Mate... > Lance stretched. < Do it. >
She bit down on his throat. She couldn't help it. She had loved his taste already... why would his blood be any different...
Lance stroked her ears as she sucked greedily.
She mewled in pleasure. < Love you so much... Love you... My Mate...> She just couldn't seem to stop.
Blood splashed across her tongue as she sucked. Mm…
After a few minutes, Lance pushed her away. < Shhh, love. > He flipped her onto her front and then began to ride her.
Red looked back at him over her shoulder, her tail wagging. It did help... Her purr deepened. < Yes... Master, fill me... >
< As you wish, pet. >
Goodman was still weakling struggling, but he could feel himself dying. He watched as Lance began to cum again, flooding Red with his seed. Red giggled. She was starting to look gravid from all his semen.
She looked like she was going to have a litter. Red wondered if she would have kittens. She hoped so...
< Mm, Never stop mating me, Master... I want to have your kittens... >
Lance looked at her... She wanted... Kittens?
Red beamed up at him. She ran her clawed fingers over her swollen stomach.
Then... He would give her kittens...
Three months later, Red was finally pregnant.
Lance had had to contact
Red grinned up at Lance. < I'm glad Aneki could help. >
"You really want my children, Red..."
Red nodded. She was lying on the bed indulgently. < I love pokemon, after all... >
Lance nodded. < She laughed for at least five minutes straight when I told her what your codename was... >
< It is awfully accurate. > Red leaned up and licked Lance's cheek. She was so happy. Even though being a cat-girl was strange, why would she not like it?
Lance didn’t treat her any differently after all.
< Yes it was. > Lance considered. < You're very kawaii in this form, love. Maybe we should ask Serebii to make it one of your permanent forms? >
Red's eyes lit up. < I wouldn’t mind. I love playing with you, no matter what you – or I – are. >
Lance chuckled. < I know, love. I know. > He was just glad things had turned out so well in this life.
End Fic
Completed 10/19/07
Started 10/18/07
Fluffy. ^^ Very fluffy! I was tempted to break this into chapters, but got too lazy…
Red: *cuddles Lance*
Lance: *Pets*
Pika-chan: *Eating a pumpkin pie* Wow, the fluff muse is getting quite a workout!
Phantomness: *Smirks*