Pokemon: Jordinio Version Chapter 98

"Well no wonder he's so cocky, he's apparently got an abundance of cock." Rosa snorted out a very un-ladylike laughter.

"Yep, I totally do." Jord's voice suddenly cut in, drawing both of their attention back to the phone, a smirk on his face.

And of course he had to co back just at the right ti to see her styling on Rosa.

She noticed he was carrying a pokeball in his hand now as well. Was that one of his own, or the insurance he was talking about.

'Is he going to send one of his pokemon?' she wondered idly, but no, that didn't make sense. He positively doted on his pokemon.

He did say he would get one for her, she now rembered, just before she left. But, it hadn't even been a day yet, not exactly a lot of ti to catch anything significantly strong, even for Jord.

"And you're so humble about it," Rosa snorted, and crossed her arms under her bust, pushing her abundant chest up noticeably, "I dunno if I believe it though. How about you prove it?" she challenged with a taunting smirk.

Jord gave a slow blink at her words, before shrugging, "Okay, sure." he replied, and then promptly, yanked his shorts down, allowing his manhood to spring free, not even half heard, but still flopping down to slap against his thigh with a aty thud.

He totally called her bluff!

Hilda gaped and then face pald, while Rosa's face turned crimson red, "Y-you actually did it!" she sputtered, eyes locked on the screen, "Holy crap you weren't kidding about that size either!"

"I an why would I?" he crossed his arms and gave the twin tailed girl an odd look, "You'd find out if I ever bedded you right? Lying about it would bite in the ass on that front."

"I…guess so?" Rosa nodded slowly, agreeing with his logic, "Still…good on you, cuz' I an damn, look at the size of that thing." she repeated in a daze.

"Thanks, I grew it myself," Jord bead proudly, "Nice tits by the way."

"Thanks I guess?" A surprised chuckle escaped from her cousin at the blatant complint, "Grew them myself." she repeated his words back at him.

"Alright, enough of this!" Hilda growled, she finally had enough, "Put your damn shorts back on Jord and get to the point, we're kind of busy right now and I don't need you slapping your dick at through a video call."

"…I'll slap you in the face with it." he muttered, looking away.

Not low enough that the receiver didn't make up on it though.

"What was that?" she narrowed her eyes at him, and she noticed him visibly restrain himself from outright repeating his previous words.

Besides, that wasn't exactly much of a threat, he'd already did that quite a few tis during the night they spent together.

"Nothing, nothing," Jord waved her off and bent down, pulling his shorts back up, "Anyway, I won't keep you long then if you're busy, I'll just send this guy over to you. The pokeball is unregistered, you know what to do from there, and the guy inside is pretty damn strong and actually interested in that movie biz stuff after I ntioned it, so he should be a big help to you."

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It was about twenty minutes later when Hilda finally left the Pokemon Centre behind, her cousin Rosa at her side. After Jord transferred the pokeball over, which explained why he wanted to call them from the Pokemon Centre, they only made a bit of small talk, him explaining that he was surprisingly already at Cinnabar Island having flown there on his Fearow and him fliring with Rosa blatantly before bidding them goodbye.

"Well, he was fun," Rosa mused, a wide grin on his face, "I can see why you banged him."

"It wasn't just so booty call," Hilda defended herself, "I'm not that easy." she added. There was a lot more to it than that.

Rosa shrugged, "If you say so cuz," she replied. "Though I understand why you figured I'd get along with him, he's got the kind of spirit I can sh well with and bounce off of y'know?"

"…I think he'd prefer a different kind of bouncing with you." Hilda pointed out dryly.

"Well he definitely didn't hide the interest in it," Rosa laughed, "So, what kind of pokemon did he send you I wonder? Probably a water type I'm guessing if he flew from Vermillion City to Cinnabar Island, that or so kind of flying type, but I'm betting water type."

Hilda paused in her steps, forcing her twin tailed cousin to do the sa, "I may as well check right now." she mused, reaching for the pokeball she'd just registered to herself re minutes ago after receiving it.

"Alright, let's see it!" Rosa clapped her hands excitedly.

Pressing the button on the middle of the ball, Hilda released the pokemon lurking within with a burst of bright silvery light that materialized into a physical form that grew, and then grew…and grew so more.

Hilda found herself gaping up at the form of a towering Dragonite as it appeared in front of her.

A Dragonite!?

It blinked open its eyes and then smiled at her and gave her a wave when it noticed her, "Droo." it greeted her warmly.

He sent her a Dragonite!?

What?

How?

Why!?

Where even did he find a Dragonite!?

This was absurd…even for him!

Dragonite were easily worth in excess of five million pokedollars easily!

"He gave you a Dragonite…?" Rosa gaped right alongside her, before chanically her head turned to Hilda, "Hey, do you think he'd get one If I fucked him?" she asked, voice deadpan.

"No." Hilda denied her flatly, even as Butterfree fluttered in her belly.

…He actually cared that much about her, that on the off chance she was dealing with sothing dangerous without him around, he went and caught her a Dragonite to keep her safe…?

Hilda swallowed heavily.

"Don't be so stingy cuz!" Rosa whined.