A Charizard smiled as his pass was printed by a Lucario, the lady smiling as she handed it to him. “Good luck, Blaze Timaeus! May the heart of the cards be on your side, ” the Lucario smiled. Timaeus could only smile, nodding as he walked passed her, hanging his pass around his neck.

“We are so proud of you!” came the cry as soon as he saw his parents, two other Charizards cried, wrapping him in a right near hug. “Mommm! Dad! Your embarrassing me!” Blaze said, blushing lightly as they broke the embrace.

His father smiled, grinning proudly. “We know you have worked your tail off to get this far, and we couldn't be more proud of you, son. Our little Charmander, already on the way to becoming a pro duelist!” his father said, getting a sniff from his mother. “My baby, all grown up…, ” she said, hugging Blaze again, getting her son to wrap her in a hug. “Don't worry ma. I might end up being the champion of the world, but I will always be your son, ” Blaze said with a smile, a few tears in his own eyes.

“We wish you luck son. Go make us proud!” His father said. “Will all participating duelists in the 2018 world championships please come to the lobby area, ” a voice called from over the speaker system. With a final last goodbye, Blaze turned as his parents took off. Smiling to himself, Blaze moved along what felt like a sea of duelists into the stadium. ‘Thank God there is AC!’ Blaze thought as he stood side by side his fellow competitors, looking at them, wondering who he would be dueling against.

As everyone gathered in, the lights faded, only the stage having light. “Welcome one in all to the world championships! I am pleased to see such a great turn out to this event. I wish every single one of you the best of luck!” a voice said over the speakers, getting some murmurs from the crowd, everyone recognizing it. “In accommodation, every participant will be staying in my hotel Dragonic Paradise!” the voice said, getting cries of shock as the hotel flashed on the screens. “As long as you are in the tournament, you will be staying in five-star rooms, with every accommodation you could ever need, from high-class restaurants, spas, and a card shop to name a few.

“Now, go outside; your limos await duelists!” the voice told them. Blaze was astounded as everyone rushed outside, names of various duelists on the window, the limos accommodating the pokemon they were to drive. “Kaiba really spared no expense for this tournament huh?” a Meowth said, getting a nod from Blaze. “No kidding, ” Blaze responded, soon finding his. Walking over to it, Blaze showed his id and the door opened.

-Warning! Sexual items ahead! If you want to skip over this, I advise you do so now!-

Getting in, Blaze blushed deeply at what was in them, looking at the floor of the limo. ‘I didn't think they would read it all the way! And the detail is… disturbingly spot on. 'How long did it take Kaiba to find a Flareon that HUGE?’ Blaze thought, seeing a Flareon just sitting there, stroking what had to be a foot long cock.

“Hello, master Blaze. Is there any Pokemon you wish to enjoy, or any refreshments you may desire?” a voice said. “Hmmm, root beer would be nice, ” Blaze said, looking up, only to get a face full of Flareon cock, fully erect too. “Yes sir, right away, ” the flareon replied, going to get him the drink.

Blaze blushed deeply as he watched the Pokemon leave, and, despite the situation, was getting a massive hard-on, as the bulge in his jeans showed. “Hello, there sir. I do see you have a problem with your jeans. May I be of service to you?” a voice asked. Blaze turned and had to have seen the most charming Typhlosion he had ever seen, his hard-on now straining against the fabric of his jeans.

With a smile, the Typhlosion got down between Blaze's legs, undoing the dragon's pants. Blaze blushed when just about every male stopped to look at his cock as it emerged from its cloth prison, slapping the typhlosion in the face. Blaze moaned deeply as the Typhlosion began to suck on his cock tip, placing a paw on his head, groaning as, encouraged, the Typhlosion took in more of the thick, dragon cock in front of him.

Soon, an ice cold can of root beer was placed in his paw, making him smile to the Flareon, feeling comfortable, more so when the Typhlosion took off his jeans altogether, leaving his bottom naked completely. Deciding to push his luck, he pointed at the Flareon, smirking. “You! Suck on my balls would you?” Blaze asked, the mighty sack looking full of cum.

The Flareon smiled as he nodded, quickly getting in a spot to where he could lick the sack, moaning lightly with Blaze as the dragon shoved the Typhlosion down his cock, forcing about a foot down his throat. “Damn your good at this… might just cum soon!” Blaze moaned, gasping when the Typhlosion took all of his two foot long cock into a deep throat.

Blaze couldn't handle the pleasure, soon losing control as he forced the servant to stay in place ad Blaze began to thrust into his willing throat without mercy. The flareon let go of Blazes balls, moaning and stroking his fast, knowing the dragons sack had to weigh at least 3 pounds, if not more.

“Yeah, suck my cock like the bitch you are! Deep throat it like a true slut!” Blaze growled. Banging his throat as hard as he could. The Typhlosion moaned deeply, his watering eyes begging for more, and more Blaze gave. As the pleasure grew, Blaze's fuse got shorter as he got closer to the edge.

The typhlosions eyes widened, feeling Blazes balls rumble against his chin violently. With an iron grip, Blaze held his head down, roaring hid climax for everyone to hear. A few of the other occupants gasped when they saw the explosions belly start to expand, and rapidly too.

The Typhlosion looked up at Blaze, his eyes pleading for air, but Blaze was not having it. “Stay down my fucking cock, you whore! Swallow my cum like a fucking the slut you are!” Blaze growled, cumming harder as he saw the typhlosions feet leave the ground, his belly getting larger by the second, with no end in sight. Blaze smirked when his belly started to turn a light pink, knowing that was about to happen, and from the looks the Typhlosion was giving, so did he.

The typhlosions co workers moved out of the way as the belly took up more and more room of the limo, the light pink soon turning to a dark red as the pressure grew for the Typhlosion, a loud creak coming from it's belly and a low whine from his mouth. “You will burst for me like a true fucking slut. Pop, and fill this limo with my fucking load!” Blaze yelled at the fire type, his orgasm picking up in strength, causing the creaking to get louder, soon becoming a low rumble.

With a scream from around Blazes massive amount of cock, the typhlosions belly exploded, splattering the entire back of the limo with Blazes massive load. The typhlosion moaned as he was soon released off of Blazes cock, his belly reformed as he slumped down to the floor, passing out shortly after. Blaze panted as he came down from his massive orgasmic high, his cock slowly softening as he leaned back, relaxing in the seat. 'this is going to be one long ride,’ Blaze said, smirking to himself as he called the flareon to his side, his cock hardening again, ready to go.

-three orgasms and three poppings later-

-End of sexual items! Story continues!-

Blaze smiled as he felt the limo stop, refastening his jeans on. When the door opened, he got out, astounded at what he saw. A massive hotel well over 30 stories was in front of him, making him dizzy just looking at it. Blaze was greeted by a dewott, who guided him in to the hotel. “Blaze Timaeus, your room number is 1145 on floor eleven. Your things will be waiting for you. Feel free to order off of the menu for room service; everything is free,” the dewott said, handing him a room card key.

Thanking him, he went to the elevator, smiling to himself as he walked in. As he did, two other pokemon got in with him, not that he minded. He looked at them, though he remained silent. 'Cool! A Mega Sceptile!’ Blaze thought as the elevator went up, not having seen one before. Before he could look at his ID without looking strange, the door opened for the eleventh floor. Walking out, Blaze read the signs for room numbers before heading to the left.

Walking down the long hallway, Blaze noticed that there was a good amount of distance between each room. Peering into one that was open, he got a glimpse of three king sized beds, making him frown. 'Interesting,’ he thought before looking to where he was going. He did so a second too late, as he bumped into someone, causing them to fall back. “Oh, so sorry! I didn't see you there!” Blaze said, offering a paw to the Chestnaught to help him up. The grass-fighting type took his paw, slowly getting back up, picking up his bag. “Sorry, neither was I. What's your name sir? Mine is Spike,” the Chestnaught said, offering a paw to Blaze.

'Spike? Wait, it couldn't be…,’ Blaze thought, looking at him funny before smiling. “Spike? As in, Spike Hermos?” Blaze asked, getting a confused look from the Chestnaught. “How did…,” Spike began, only for his eyes to widen when the realization hit him. “BLAZE!” Spike yelled, tackling his friend in a deep hug, getting the Charizard to laugh as he hugged him back.

“Hey! I guess I shouldn't be surprised seeing you here, now should I?” Blaze said, getting a laugh out of both of them. “Nope. Same for me I do suppose. This is the chance of a lifetime to make it big in the dueling world! I don't know of anyone who wouldn't leap at the chance at being invited!” Spike replied with a chuckle. “I take it you were well above the requirements to enter? I have 300 wins to 29 loses underneath my belt,” Blaze said, chuckling. “Damn! I got 250 wins to 6 llosses. I guess that is why I was invited,” Spike chuckled, getting an amazed look from Blaze. “You sure have came a long way from when we were children, huh?” Blaze asked, chuckling; back then, Spike would lose more than win, usually due to poor strategy. “Yep! Like our vow we made before we separated, I furthered my skills independently, going to the local tournaments when I had time. One of them I won this sweet beauty,” Spike said, gesturing to his duel disc, the tablet like device slammed to his arm comfortably. “Nice! I got mine as a birthday gift,” Blaze chuckled in response.

“Anyway, what room are you staying in? I am in 1145,” Blaze asked, getting a smile from Spike. “Same! Let's go to our room and get ready for an early lunch; I am starving!” Spike said, getting a laugh from Blaze; that was Spike alright, always thinking of food. “Sure! I wonder who our third roommate is?” Blaze wondered as they made there way to the room, unlocking the door before swinging it open.

A very comfortable room waited for them and, out of curiosity, Blaze laid on the bed, gasping at how soft it was, feeling like he was laying on a cloud! “Oh yeah, I could get used to this!” Blaze sighed, getting a laugh from Spike, who went into a closet, most likely for a change of clothes. “So, how have the past ten years treat ya?” Spike asked from inside the closet. “Pretty good. I am out of high school, so thank God for that!” Blaze said, getting a faint chuckle from Spike. “Good. How are your mom and dad? Good I hope,” Spike asked, walking out in a light white T-shirt and cargo shorts, getting a chuckle from his friend. “They are doing fine. Mom got promoted to Head R.N,” Blaze said getting an amazed look from Spike. “Wow! I should send her my congratulations! Mind if I get her email?” Spike asked, getting a chuckle from Blaze. “Sure!” Blaze replied before telling it to his childhood friend.

As they talked to each other, they heard the door open. “Oh. Hello. Who are you two and what are you doing in my room?” a voice asked, the mega Sceptile from before looking at them, confused. “This is our room too. We have card keys, see?” Blaze said, both him and Spike showing there key cards. “Oh. Sorry if I sounded rude. My name is Dragoon Critias. Who are you two?” the Sceptile introduced, looking at the two.

Blaze and Spike shared a look, stunned. “Wow. Just wow,” Spike said, laughing. Shaking his head, Blaze smiled to Dragoon. “My name is Timaeus, and this is Hermos. Long time, hasn't it?” Blaze smiled, almost laughing at the shocked look that appeared on Dragoons face. “Blaze? Spike?” the Sceptile asked, getting nods from them both.

It goes without saying, they spent the rest of the day catching up and having a good time.

Hello everyone! I do hope you hall have enjoyed this cross over! I know it is slow at first, but I have things in store!

See you guys next time!

Peace out mi Pokemons!