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Here just fun little story to pass the time and torture everybodies favorite girly bunny boy... enjoy! ^w^
This was made with a lot of help from Xehta and Aburi. ^w^ So if you like it then they're to tank as well.
Les owned by me
Kyrie owned by Xehta13
Casey owned by Theaburi
This was made with a lot of help from Xehta and Aburi. ^w^ So if you like it then they're to tank as well.
Les owned by me
Kyrie owned by Xehta13
Casey owned by Theaburi
Category Story / Pokemon
Species Unspecified / Any
Size 50 x 50px
File Size 34 kB
Listed in Folders
PCA – Cute CharmedIt was late afternoon at the PCA and there was a dull rumble coming from the arena. As a small break from the normal “Team vs. Team” match ups that took place so often it was a night of one on one fights, both independents and mon on teams had signed up looking to boost their battle ranking. Unfortunately there wasn’t any big named fighters going in to battle tonight, so the crowd wasn’t as hyped or as large as it could be.
Hearing the audience calling for the next match from the sidelines Lesley “Les” Furtein the lopunny grumbled as he stretched a little to warm up. He knew he’d get a pretty random opponent if he just threw his name into the battle roster like he did but he had hoped to at least be told who he was going up against beforehand. Meanwhile on the other side of the arena Kyrie Shirutake the breloom was doing a few warm ups as well and think about the same things and waiting for the ref to call her.
In the arena Casey Marine the floatzel was referee for the evening and so far everything had gone smoothly. After seeing everything had been cleared away from the last match she cleared her throat and said “Alright.” microphone letting them hear her even over the dull roar “Lets get the next match started!” hearing that both fighters left the sidelines and headed for the center of the arena, sizing the other one up.
Looking the girly shaped lopunny over Kyrie blink “Let me remember……. Les, right?” looking her over he nodded “Yep… have we met before?” shrugging and shifting into a fighting stance Kyrie just looked him in the eyes “… who cares?” shrugging as well Les got into his fighting stance “Works for me.” Looking at the two Casey nodded “Alright, Les Furtein against Kyrie Shirutake… begin!!” she shouted jumping back out of the fighters way.
Not wasting a second Les shoots across to Kyrie using Agility and launches a Dizzy Punch at her head. Caught off guard by his speed Kyrie takes the hit and staggers back a little, glaring “You’ll pay for that.” Not responding Les just bring his other fist around to slug her again, but this time she was ready. Ducking the blow Kyrie launched a close range Seed Bomb which nails Les right in the gut, knocking him back “Gaaah!!” he says, wincing at the blow but still standing.
Smirking Kyrie sticks her tongue out at him before going into a Swords Dance and calling out “What’s the matter Fluff Boy?” Gritting his teeth a little Les again shot forward with Agility and aimed a Drain Punch at her gut. Again caught off guard by the sudden burst of speed Kyrie takes the hit “Gaaaaaaah!!” and winces, skidding back a little, but she manages to launch a Vacuum Wave at Les in retaliation.
Les lets out a cry of pain as the attack hits him in the jaw and sends him stumbling back, making him fight to regain his balance and keep from falling over. Seeing this Kyrie takes the opening and launches a few Energy Balls at the exposed lopunny. Not a complete idiot when it comes to thinking things through in battle Les simply lets himself fall, rather ungracefully and degradingly landing on his butt in a rather cute looking way, and rolls out of the way to avoid the attack. Getting annoyed at this Kyrie uses Double Team as a swarm of afterimages of her appear as Les quickly tries to get up.
Before he can even make an effort to find her the real Kyrie reappears behind him “Got cha!!!” she called launching a Mach Punch at him. Whirling to try and block the blow Les ends up, turning right into her punch and taking it in the gut… HARD. “Guuh…” he gasped out, staggering back. Oddly enough anyone watching the fight closely would have sworn that for a moment there had been a slight… well… a pink glow of some sort when Kyrie’s fist had hit Les.
“Whoah…” she mutters, stepping back a little and looking dizzy as a smirk slowly came to her face. Meanwhile Les was still coughing and gagging, trying to get the air that had been knocked out of him back “Dang… it…” he muttered. Looking at her opponents Kyrie smiled “Whoah baby…” Still breathing hard Les blinked, his huge, blanket like ears having easily heard that rather… odd comment, at least from the person your fighting “What?” he asked confused.
Just smiling teasingly Kyrie suddenly vanished, setting Les back on his guard for the next attack. He wasn’t going to let her get another sneak attack on him like that he thought to himself… just as he received a Mach Punch powered slap to his perfectly rounded butt, making him let out a yipe of surprise and jump. Kyrie reappeared behind the stunned lopunny boy, grinning broadly “Such a cute ass you have…” she cooed, teasingly.
Reflexively holding his smacked bottom Les glared at her angrily and shouted “What that HELL…” he’d meant to finish with “Is wrong with you!” but was cut off by the breloom girl wink at him and saying “You’re a cute one ya know.” Les went pale “Oh Arceus… don’t tell me Cute Charm kicked in…” he muttered, but received his answer as Kyrie suddenly delivered another Mach Punch slap to his butt, making him jump again. Flushing bright red with anger and humiliation, both at the fact he was getting his butt smack and the eruption of laughter coming from the audience at this turn of events, Les whirled around and launched another Dizzy Punch at Kyrie “Damn it!!” he cussed.
He always HATED it when this happened… Cute Charm was one of those little things that normal types who have it ether flaunt, or would just as soon not have. Les fell into the later category of mon. Now depending on the species Cute Charm could simply be looking too cute for any morph of the opposite gender to actually be able to harm you, or any other number of little variants… but in the case of the Lopunnies, or at least for Les, it was another matter entirely.
For Les Cute Charm caused its unfortunate victim to develop what you could consider a “High-Key Crush” on its him, and depending on the romantic inclinations and tendencies of the person in question it could turn the tide of battle for the Les… or nearly get him raped. He particularly hated his ability due to the nasty fact that every now and then it could actually work on GUYS! Particularly gay ones or simply any of them that are clueless to his true gender, to say the least it was rather… disturbing.
Meanwhile Casey was watching the match with a quirked eyebrow “Okay…” she said quietly, things had gotten real weird really fast here… but “Nothing in the rule book says the butt can’t be a target…” she concluded. Meanwhile Les’s Dizzy Punch attempt had met unfortunate consequences as Kyrie grabbed his arm before he could hit her “Such strong arms you have…” she cooed softly, rubbing the captured arm with her free hand.
Gritting his teeth in fury Les tried to slug her with his free hand, only to meet similar results as Kyrie stopped rubbing and grabbed it, butting his arms in a hold. “I love a mon with strong arms.” She said quietly, pulling him close to her and rubbing their noses together. The cloud roars with laughter at this as Les blushes bright red and tries to break the hold and pull away “Let go!!” he shouts. Kyrie just giggles and kisses his nose. Making Les blush three shades of red deeper and try even harder to break free.
“Such a STRONG mon you are!” she declares happily as she starts to swing him around. “Whooooooah!!!” Les calls in surprise as his footing is yanked away and he suddenly finds himself being swung round in a circle, but before he can do anything Kyrie lets go and tosses him straight up in the air. Suddenly airborne Les struggles to try and get over the dizziness of being spun so he can land safely, but he suddenly finds his freefall jerked to a stop as Kyrie catches him, one arm supporting his back and the other holding his butt and legs. She was holding him like they were newlyweds and she was carrying her “Bride” over the threshold.
Casey was watching this weird little display rather dumbfounded while the audience was rolling in there seats at what was quickly turning into more of a comedy act then a match. As Les was suspended in Kyrie’s arms trying to make sense of what just happened the breloom giggled and kissed him on the nose again, snapping him out of his daze. Blushing all the way past red to an adorable shape of pink that only shows up when Les is embarrassed beyond all reason he leaped from her arms “DAMN IT!!” he cussed, charging at her full speed, aiming to punch her unconscious before she could do anything else.
But, as he does almost daily with Ella, he was suddenly caught of guard as Kyrie grabbed him in a tight hug “I love it when you curse!” she declared happily as she snuggles Les, pinning his arms to his sides. Already irked that he always got caught in Ella hugs Les was royally pissed off by this and used his Frustration to fuel his attempts to break free> As if sensing Les was trying to escape Kyrie suddenly leaned forward and gave the lopunny a deep, deep kiss on the lips, causing him to go wide eyed, let out a muffled cry of surprise, and blush bright pink again as he silently prayed Kat wasn’t in the audience to see this as the crowd broke out into laughs, cheers, a few whistles, and some rather rude comments.
Finally breaking the kiss Kyrie licked her lips seductively “You’re a good kisser…” His mouth finally free Les tries to say something, to say anything, but all that comes out is an adorable, embarrassed squeak of surprise as he blushes an even cuter pink. Inwardly he didn’t want to admit it but she was a pretty good kisser herself. Looking him over Kyrie suddenly said “I can’t take it.” Still blushing Les managed to squeak out “W-what?” not really sure he wanted to know what she meant. Holding him tighter she purred “I need you… I want you NOW…” and Les promptly Freaked Out. “H-HOLD IT!!!” he shouted in surprise and fear “W-WE’RE IN THE MIDDLE OF THE ARENA FOR MEWS SAKE!!!” he said, not even mentioning it would be cheating on his beloved Kat, which was something he didn’t want to do… though this entire match probably amounted to cheating on her at this point…
“I don’t care… I want you NOW!” she said loudly as she suddenly let go of Les, bared her claws, and ripped his shirt right off him, exposing his thin, womanly chest and slim build. A loud shout tore across the arena as Casey pointed at them “NO RIPPING CLOTHES OFF!!!” she shouted at Kyrie. That was one of the most basic battle rules. Every student should know it. Kyrie completely ignored her as she went for Les’s pants and the panicked lopunny tried to preserve the last of his dignity by hold them on.
The moment the breloom started tugging on Les’s pants a loud whistle was heard and Casey was suddenly between the two of them “That’s it! Kyrie Shirutake is disqualified!!” she shouted, having given the girl her one warning. As she pulled Kyrie off Les she heard the unmistakable sound of cloth ripping as the iron grip Keri had on the lopunny’s pants actually caused them to rip in two. Sending Les sprawling onto his butt hard with his incredibly curvy and womanly shape and undies exposed, lucky he always wears his ill fitting custom boxers when he goes into a match instead of panties, but that doesn’t make it any less embarrassing as the crowd cracked up at this.
Quickly getting the help of some sideline assistants Casey had Kyrie escorted from the ring as she turned to declare Les the winner… only to find he’d grabbed what was left of his clothes and bolted the moment he was free, but honestly she couldn’t blame him. Turning to the audience she cleared her throat and tried to be heard over all the laughter “The winner is Les Furtein!!”
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A few minutes latter in a mostly empty hallway Les Furtein, wearing his spare outfit, was found banging his head against a locker in mixed anger, shame, and humiliation as his team mates, having seen the entire spectacle, stood nearby trying to cheer him up… or at least stop him before he dints the locker or gives himself a concussion.
“Come on Les, it didn’t go THAT badly…” Al said quietly, being the designated spokesman of the group in this, whether he wanted to be or not “I’m sure nobody thinks any less of you because of just one little fight…” but before he could go on Markus piped in “Yeah! So what if you just got beaten, stripped, and smooched! You’ll get em next time right!?” the young pachi declared, trying to be helpful. Their only answer from the lopunny came in the form of several loud and fast bangs made from Les’s forehead meeting the locker door.
Markus and Greg looked to Al as the little Mawile looked back at them nervously “W-what?” he asked. “… you’ve know him the longest.” Greg said “You translate…” shaking his head Al just sighted “It was something about being so angry right now he’s gonna kill the first person he sees… so we should go away…” Les responded with a couple more forehead bangs “And that he’ll run Markus up the flagpole by his tail if he makes a comment like that again.” Al concluded. Markus gulps a little as Les gave two bangs as if to say that Al was right.
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Meanwhile Kyrie, who thanks to Les no longer being in sight and her general area was free of Cute Charm, was blushing fiercely with shame as she remembers exactly what she did. She was currently getting a stern lecture from a teacher for her little stunt. She just looked down and nodded, luckily they were going to take Cute Charm into account and only give her a few weeks detention instead of something worse.
She just nodded at this, grateful for that… and a bit distracted as well. Even if it had been under Cute Charms effects and incredibly humiliating… Les was pretty cute and sexy. She blushed quietly as she was chewed out by the teacher, maybe he’ll be available for another match…
Les: ... half the time when they're charmed they ether just let me beat htem to a pulp and the other half they try to f*cking RAPE ME!! HOW THE HELL AM I SUPPOSE TO WORK WITH SOMETHING LIKE THAT!? *he shouts angrily, before looking and muttering angrily about all the sex crazed lunatics in the school*
Les: *winces, but... seems fine?* It... hurts... but... I've... had worse... *ayumi is getting to enjoy the soft, cuddly feel of Les's fur as she squishes him*
(Les is really resistant to crushing and blunt damage so long as it's not too focused... she'll still squish him into pulp if it goes on too long htough.)
(Les is really resistant to crushing and blunt damage so long as it's not too focused... she'll still squish him into pulp if it goes on too long htough.)
Hiro: I thought we went over flash Hmmm! Oh Well I'll add that to the list.
Ayumi* Is skipping away and cause miniture earthquakes* La la la la We'll live in dojo and have lots of kids, you'll cook and sew for me!
Hiro: Is it wrong for me to be enjoying my sister looking like a buffon like this?
Ayumi* Is skipping away and cause miniture earthquakes* La la la la We'll live in dojo and have lots of kids, you'll cook and sew for me!
Hiro: Is it wrong for me to be enjoying my sister looking like a buffon like this?
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