Team Rocket took his Pokeballs

DISCLAIMER: All the characters in this story are 18+. This is a Pokemon fanfiction and non original characters featured in it belong to Nintendo, The Pokemon Company and Gamefreak. This story contains castration.

When his eyes met hers, his heart skipped a bit. His trembling fingers were driven toward the PokeBall resting by his left side, and as fast as they could move, they launched it on the floor to summon the Charmander that rested within.

He tilted his head down to stare at his partner, trying his best to keep his composure in front of the danger represented by the brunette in the black and white Rocket uniform.

But he couldn’t and his opponent was quick to notice, taking all her time to take out her trustworthy Bellsprout from the Pokeball in her pocket with a confident swing of her arm.

“A rookie? No, this must be some sort of strategy…”

He wondered at the sight of the very advantageous match-up offered by the opposing trainer, which made his anxiety grow even more intense.

“Aww, poor thing. You look like such a mess right now that I almost feel bad about taking that Charmander. You sure you don’t wanna just hand it over? You will spare yourself a very sore beating!”

"Charmander, use Ember!”

He shouted with a broken voice, tears running down his eyes at the thought of losing his beloved companion, a possibility that he couldn’t allow to happen. He watched as his life depended on it, those flames flying toward the grass Pokemon as they lit up the walls of the dark and cold cave they were in.

A smile had almost appeared on his face when the attack was about to hit but at the very last moment, the Bellsprout dodged.

“You were close, but can’t expect much from a loser like you. Guess I can show you how a real trainer fights. Bellsprout, use Vine Whip!”

At the command of her trainer, the leaves onto Bellsprout’s body transformed into whips which flew toward Charmander. He tried to dodge but before he could even attempt that, Bellsprout changed the trajectory of the strike, directing them toward his trainer.

For a human it was impossible to avoid such a rapid attack, letting Bellsprout hit her target with ease, delivering a few powerful slashes at his crotch, which easily tore through his pants to whip his testicles multiple times.

His pained screams echoed throughout the corridors of Mt.Moon, increasing in intensity the more his balls swelled. Instinctively, he went to cup his now violet orbs, massaging them trying to ease the excruciating suffering spreading from them.

“Oh God, this is so funny!”

The Rocket’s recruit commented in between her laughter, before making her way toward the trainer lying on the floor and the Charmander standing between them, ready to strike to protect his trainer.

"I-I can't let you get hurt in my place, Charmander. Come back"

With all the strength he could master, he stretched his arm forward to let the Pokeball call his partner back, just as the Rocket's recruit stood over his battered form.

"I am afraid it is about time to say goodbye to that Charmander. I know it's hard so let me give you hand"

"I w-"

He tried to speak, to look up at her icy blue eyes but the only reply he got back was a mocking smile and her foot smashing his testicles onto the hard stone.

Underneath the pressure of her white boot, his balls exploded like balloons, spilling their contents all over the threads of the thick sole of her shoe.

"Oops, wrong Pokeballs. At least you are gonna have quite a good nap now"

She said to the man who had just fainted from the vicious stomp as she held her foot on top of his squashed nuts firmly.

"Not even Nurse Joy will be able to fix these"

She added as she grounded his destroyed sack underneath her toes, mashing his balls into a fine, even jelly.

After his manhood had been completely flattened and splattered onto the floor, she crouched down to snatch the Pokeball off his limp fingers and pull his bag down his shoulders.

"Boss is gonna be very happy today when I show her all these goodies."

With the corners of her lips shaping into a satisfied smirk, she turned around and began to walk away, waving her hand at the trainer in the distance.