Welcome! We continue with the special stories! This special story belongs to LuketheDuke2005, who gave me the opportunity to work on his idea. I hope you all enjoy this commission. (Note: All characters are adults.) ----- “Ahh~ There are so many colors~ So many cute designs~ And big butts~” A Croconaw was walking through a park, entranced by the view he had. Several Pokémon, male and female, were walking through the park wearing only their underwear. Croconaw was drooling as his eyes took in the large number of briefs, briefs and panties; all in bright, vivid colors and cute designs. Among the crowd, someone stood out above the rest: a Pancham wearing tight pink briefs with Care Bears all over them. He had bent down to smell the flowers, which exposed his large butt through the tight underwear. Croconaw couldn't resist any longer. “GIVE DADDY A TASTE OF THOSE BUNS!!” Croconaw ran up to the Pancham, his hands open in front of him, ready to squeeze the most perfect pair of buttocks he'd ever seen. --- “Wake up, Terry! You perverted lizard!” A female Vaporeon screams and hits the Croconaw, who had been sleeping with a lustful face this whole time, with a pillow. “WAHHH!” Terry wakes up with a start and ends up falling on the side of his bed. The Croconaw lands with his face smashed into the floor, his butt in the air, covered by his yellow briefs with Jigglypuff images on them. “My paradise!” “Having perverted dreams again, I see.” The Vaporeon said disgustedly. Terry gets up and glares at his older sister, annoyed. “Diana! Why did you have to wake me up like that?!” Then he notices the tent in his underwear. “EEP!” The Croconaw turns around in embarrassment, trying to hide his friend. “I came to wake you up because your alarm keeps going off.” Diana said, quite frustrated. “Take a shower, get dressed, and come down to breakfast. **In that order**.” She emphasized the last part. Terry rolls his eyes. “Don't be so exaggerated, I only tried eating breakfast in undies once.” “Because Mom spanked you with a wooden spoon.” The Vaporeon reminds her brother and starts to leave the room. “Don't be late, or you'll be late for your classes.” Terry stares at the bedroom door for a few moments, then sighs and walks over to his dresser to find his clothes for today. Though the Croconaw took his time after opening his underwear drawer, because there was his greatest treasure: piles of colorful underwear with cute designs! Boxers, boxer-briefs, briefs, and panties! “So beautiful~ I wish I could make a bed with underwear just as cute~” Terry said, fantasizing about sleeping surrounded by treasures like these, even wiggling his butt. Terry grabbed something cute and went to the bathroom to take a shower. The Croconaw enjoyed the warm water raining over his body. Then he began to ponder something. “I’d love to see what kind of panties and bras the girls wear.” Terry began to imagine his classmates changing in the locker room and wearing different sets of underwear. “I bet they even talk about their breasts and what the best bras are for the bigs~ Like that Nidorina from science~” Terry couldn't spy on the girls, but at least he was there when the boys had to change clothes for sports. Although it was a little disappointing to always see the same plain and opaque boxers. Where was the variety?! Terry finished his shower and dried himself off to appreciate his underwear: blue briefs with images of The Octonauts all over them! He loved seeing these cute characters decorating his nether region. “I guess not all of us have good taste.” Terry reflected and dressed in red jeans and a yellow Transformer t-shirt. Once dressed, Terry went downstairs to have breakfast with his sister and parents. Thanks to the time Terry had been fantasizing in the shower, he was already late, so he ate hastily and then rushed out of the house. The Croconaw was still chewing his breakfast when he approached the corner where his friend, a Riolu who was also the vice-captain of the karate team, was waiting for him. “Hewo Macs!” Terry greeted with his mouth full as he approached his friend. “Aye!!” The Riolu greeted his friend by punching him in the stomach. “BLURRRGHHH!” Terry fell to his knees, hunched over and holding his stomach. The Croconaw caught his breath before speaking in a small voice. “Why?” Max, which is the Riolu’s name, started searching through his backpack. “Remember the sleepover we had last week? When I caught you snooping through the laundry hamper to check my family’s underwear?” His calm voice was thick with anger. Terry smiled nervously. “H-hey, friends don’t keep secrets. How else would I have known you wore Power Ranger boxer-briefs and your sister wore Pucca panties?” The Riolu karate-chopped the Croconaw in the head, leaving him with his eyes rolled back and lying on the ground. “You little pervert, this will teach you a lesson about self-control.” Max said to himself as he took out some glasses and industrial glue from his backpack. Terry recovered a little later, rubbing his head. “You have a heavy hand for someone who isn’t yet a steel type.” He groaned, only to notice his friend was gone and feel something on his face. “What?” Terry began to touch his face, realizing he was now wearing glasses. “Where did this come from?” Croconaw tried to take off his glasses, but as he pulled them off, he also pulled at his scales. “Ow ow ow ow!” “Hey, guy, you got a problem?” A passing Fletchinder postman questioned. “I think these glasses…” Terry turned around, but his jaw dropped almost to the floor. “By Arceus! A red thong!” Terry exclaimed, watching the postman doing his job wearing only a small red thong that outlined his modest bulge. “Huh?!” The postman checked his pants. “Don’t tell me my fly’s open!” He starts checking his mail uniform since the Croconaw knew about his underwear. Terry watches, drooling as the Fletchinder gropes his half-naked body, taking a while to notice the pens mysteriously floating in the mailman’s chest, where there’s usually a pocket. “Huh… is this some kind of new uniform for June?” “What? I'm wearing my usual uniform.” The postman was even more confused. “Look, I don't know how you noticed, but forget you saw my underwear. That's only my concern.” The Fletchinder hurried away from the strange Croconaw as he adjusted his pants. Terry started looking around, noticing more Pokémon in their underwear! Though strangely, they were all acting naturally. A Gardevoir in black panties and bra watering the plants in the garden. A Machop was running around wearing only a jockstrap that showed off a muscular butt. A Lombre and a Marshtomp were walking while talking calmly, wearing only Mario briefs and red boxers respectively. Terry watched intently with a boner in his pants. “Could it be that… Max's punch awakened superpowers in me!?” Terry stood up excitedly and looked down at himself, seeing his Octonauts briefs bulging with his erection. He touches his body, feeling his clothes there; there was no doubt about it. He's still dressed. It was then that Terry remembered his glasses; he'd completely forgotten about them. The Croconaw walks up to a car and looks at himself in the mirror. He can see the glasses and his clothes too. "It can't be... is this..." Terry tries to move the glasses, enough to see a Pokémon without them... the clothes had returned. "Yes! This is..." At the university, Max was waiting for Terry, looking impatient and a little worried. "Where is that idiot? I didn't hit him that hard... did I?" The Riolu starts imagining some bad scenarios with his friend, beginning to doubt what he's done. "Maybe this was a bad idea... urgh... revenge isn't supposed to be like this." "Maaaaaax~!" A wild Croconaw appears and throws himself at Riolu, almost knocking him down. "I love you so much, man! I could drown you in kisses!" And goodbye to worry, Max now tries to pry his friend's lips away from his face. "Back! Back! I don't want your drool on me!" He manages to move away from Terry. "What the heck happened? You took too long to get here, and why are you so happy?" Terry smiles brightly and moves his new glasses slightly. "How could I not be happy with X-ray glasses. I've been looking at everyone's underwear~" Terry grins mischievously as he watches his friend. "By the way~ Nice Paw Patrol briefs~" Riolu blushed brightly, having completely forgotten to wear something more mature today. He tries to cover himself with his hands despite being fully dressed. "It was laundry day, got it." Max lies, annoyed. "Are you really enjoying this? Don't you realize the consequences of your situation?" "What I see is that the boys are wearing pretty nice underwear~" Terry looks around, observing his classmates. Normally, he sees they wearing boring boxers in the locker room. But today, most of them wear briefs with cute designs. One of them wasn't even wearing underwear! Thanks to that, Terry could see the boy had a small penis! Did he wear boxers with filling to gym class? “I guess they wear what they like now. Wearing boring things to change in the locker room? How pathetic.” “Hey! You two! Are you planning on standing in the entrance all day?” The sports teacher scolds the two students as he approaches they. “Oh! Hello, Mr. St-!!” Terry froze the moment he turned around. Terry saw through the sports teacher's clothes, noticing that the Vigoroth was wearing old, worn-looking boxers with multiple stains. “BLEEEHHHHHH!!” Terry felt sick. “What the heck is that reaction?” The Vigoroth asks angrily before noticing the glasses the Croconaw is wearing. “Hey, since when do you have vision problems?” Max grabs Terry by his backpack. “They're just temporary!” He answers for his friend and rushes toward the building. “Sorry! We have to get to class!” Max took Terry to one of the many “private” places, the stairs. Now, Terry was hugging his legs and sobbing. “My paradise has been ruined.” “At least now you’re beginning to grasp the implications of invading people’s privacy.” Riolu said surprisingly eloquently. “Were you watching visual novels again?” Croconaw questioned as he stood up. “Okay, lesson learned. Now take these glasses off before I get traumatized.” Max sighed in exasperation; this didn’t go as he’d planned. Max started searching his backpack for the glue remover… but he couldn’t find it. Riolu started searching frantically, starting to sweat, just like Croconaw. “Max…” Terry mumbled. “What kind of glue did you use on me?” “…Industrial-strength glue… I can get it off with the remover… that I forgot at home.” The bell rang, and all the students headed to their classes. Terry had to do the same, still wearing the X-ray glasses. However, all his worries disappeared when he saw more girls and boys walking through the hallways in their underwear, like in one of Croconaw's wet dreams. (I think I can handle a day of this~) Terry thought, trying to hold back a perverted smile and swallowing at the wonderful sight. Still, some students noticed Terry's strange glances and walked away uncomfortably. Terry arrived to his class five minutes late. Knowing how strict his teacher is, he was already preparing to apologize when he opened the door. But what Croconaw saw left him speechless. The eacher Flareon was standing next to her desk, dressed only in a gray bra and panties with black letters spelling out "DOM HOT". Terry took off his backpack and used it to cover his front, getting a hard erection imagining his teacher as a dominatrix with handcuffs and a whip at the ready! “Well, look who's late." She said with a stern look. “I hope you have a good reason for being late to my class and not even asking to come in.” Terry ducked his head to hide his flushed face and the smile he was trying to suppress. “I… have no excuses, and I'll accept any punishment you want to give me.” Terry could already imagine himself bent over the desk while she spanked him. The teacher adjusted her glasses. “Good, you'll have extra work to take home.” Terry's fantasies died. “Now go sit down. I expect you to behave in class.” Everyone laughed. Croconaw headed to his seat, holding his backpack on his lap so no one would notice his erection. Cooling off wasn't an option, not with the Flareon woman in revealing underwear. Danny couldn't turn around either, since everywhere he turned, he'd see other Pokémon in their underwear, which made it hard for him to concentrate on class. Terry was drawing boobs and butts in his notebook, including a drawing of his teacher as a dominatrix. The teacher noticed Terry was distracted, repeatedly calling him out. This only added to the work she gave the Croconaw. Terry wasn't sure whether to do these assignments or not, expecting different punishments from the dominatrix. The bell rang, and the students began to file out of the room, except for Terry. He was watching his classmates leave in their underwear, but he was also pondering. (Boys in cute briefs, girls in adorable panties, a dirty sports teacher, and a dominatrix teacher... What other secrets are they hiding?) A Flaaffy approaches the Croconaw. "Terry, it's time to go, are you okay?" Terry looks at his classmate, seeing the girl wearing red panties and a bra with white stars... and some bra pads! "Pads!?" "Eh!?" She covered her breasts with both arms, her face horrified. “Pervert!” Flaaffy raised her hand, now covered in sparks, and slapped Croconaw! Terry saw sparks and colorful stars as he was slapped, and he nearly fell out of his seat. The girl hurried out of the classroom. “Don’t you dare tell anyone about that!” Terry left the classroom, still stumbling, causing him to bump into someone in the hallway. “Ugh! Sorry, I didn’t see you there, dude.” When Croconaw’s eyes refocused, he found himself staring at a muscular Litleo, recognizing him as a member of the basketball team. But Terry’s eyes dropped to his underwear, surprised to see orange bikini-briefs with a flame design and containing a small bulge! Terry was bigger! “Aren’t those four eyes good enough for you?!” The Litleo said, leaning toward Croconaw, trying to intimidate him. “I don’t care if you’re made of water, I can burn your ass!” Terry didn't respond; he watched the fire lion a little longer, turned his head, and let out a small laugh. "You'll need to find bigger branches to light the fire." He couldn't take the brawler's attempt seriously, seeing things like this. Litleo, now annoyed, grabbed Terry by the shirt, ready to fight. "What did you say?!" "What's going on here?" A voice interrupted before a fight could start. It was the student council president, a Kadabra who always wore white pants and button-down shirts, as if it were a uniform or something. "I hope you guys aren't thinking of fighting in the middle of the hallway." He said, adjusting his glasses with a stern look. Litleo let go of Terry. "Mr. White's here." He sneered casually. "This idiot was just making fun of me after he crashed into me; he deserves a lesson." Terry just watched silently, his gaze fixed on the president's underwear. The always serious, square, and rule-abiding guy was wearing bright blue briefs with pictures of Impmon! Did he have an interest in mischievous characters? Kadabra raises an eyebrow at the Croconaw's silence. "Aren't you going to say anything?" “Oh! Yeah! Well…” Terry looked away, trying to concentrate on avoiding more trouble. “I was leaving class, thinking about my homework, and I accidentally bumped into him. I tried to leave when he tried to intimidate me, but that's when he grabbed me.” “Bullshit!” Litleo shouted, clenching his fist as if he was going to hit Terry. The president grabbed the bully's arm. “You'll come with me. We'll talk in private.” He said with a stern tone. “Unless you'd rather talk to the principal.” Litleo gritted his teeth and grimaced. Was the Kadabra's warning that effective? No, Terry could see what really happened. The bully's bikini briefs were slowly riding up his rear! The school board president was using his psychic powers to give the jock a sneaky wedgie in the middle of the hallway! But the most surprising part… he was enjoying it! The small bulge in his underwear was twitching and growing slightly as the fabric invaded his ass! Terry watched both boys leave, the bully's bikini pushing deeper between his buttocks and reaching the middle of his back! Terry was so hard and doubtful! They had a secret relationship, or was it just a coincidence that they were compatible? No, wait, if Kadabra could use his powers so accurately, it's because he's practiced, right? And Litleo hid it so well. Now Terry wants to go pull on those tiny briefs! "Time for a bathroom break." Terry said to himself, then walked quickly to the nearest bathroom, intending to relieve his tension. Croconaw entered the boys' bathroom, but all the stalls were occupied. (Darn... wait, why can't I see through the doors?) It's not that he wants to see others doing their business; he's just realized that glasses don't see through objects, only clothing. Although when he looks at himself in the mirror, Terry sees himself fully clothed. (Glasses don't work with reflections either.) X-ray glasses were supposed to be rare items that very few Pokémon were allowed to use, such as doctors, rescue teams, and dungeon adventurers. "Maybe if I concentrate..." Terry focuses all his strength on his eyes, imagining what the girls' bathroom would look like on the other side of the wall, hoping it would boost the glasses' power. But all Croconaw can manage is to make silly faces in the mirror. The door to one of the stalls opens, and Croconaw sees the history teacher in the mirror, a Samurott who, as usual, was dressed in a formal suit. But when he turned around to go to the stall, Terry saw through the teacher's clothes! The Samurott had a muscular body and a large member covered by a fundoshi! Love of history detected! Professor Samurott notices the strange look and red face of student Croconaw. "What's wrong? Aren't you feeling well?" “I… I… I’m just a little agitated! Excuse me!” Terry hurriedly locked himself in the bathroom stall. It was the first time he’d seen someone actually wearing something like that. And with a well-built body. (I didn’t expect a teacher to have those muscles. And his underwear, won’t that fabric be uncomfortable?) Terry opened the stall door slightly and stared at his teacher’s rear end, the fundoshi tucked between his buttocks. Terry stood there, watching not only the teacher, but also the other students visiting the bathroom, seeing lots of briefs with cute designs. Terry even saw some jockstraps and butts! He was drooling with a hard erection. But because he was drooling, Terry hadn’t taken care of his tent. It wasn’t until the bell rang that Terry came back to reality. “Shit! Time’s up already?!” With no time to masturbate, Terry covered himself with his backpack and ran down the hallway. Coincidentally, in the next class, Max was already waiting with a spot for his friend. "That idiot is taking a long time... I hope he doesn't get into too much trouble." Croconaw entered the classroom and hurried over, with the Riolu taking a seat next to him. “I have a lot to tell you.” He said with a serious face. “Professor Flareon is an dominatrix, and Professor Samurott wears a real fundoshi!” Max blushed profusely at the mental image of both teachers. “Urgh! I'm a fool to worry about you! You silly, horny, perverted lizard!” He looked away from his friend. “Huh? You were worried?” Terry was surprised by that. Then he smiled. “Relax, I've gotten pretty excited, but I haven't gotten blue balls yet.” Max wanted so badly to punch his friend right now. “I'm not worried about that…” He sighed in annoyance. “How can you always be so positive?” “Focus on the good, and this will probably end up becoming a memory we'll both laugh about,” Terry said with a smile. “By the way, you practice martial arts, right?” He asked suddenly. “Have you ever worn a fundoshi?” **POW!** Now Riolu landed a massive blow on Croconaw’s head, leaving the water pokémon sprawled on the desk with a large, steaming bump. Professor Nidoking had arrived in time to see that. Though he wasn’t worried about the Croconaw. “Max, detention after school for a week.” The rest of the students chuckled lightly while Max shrank back in his seat. Terry sat back a minute later, rubbing his head. “It wasn’t that big of a deal, just a simple question out of curiosity.” Terry looked ahead and noticed Professor Nidoking. “Gahhh!” He gasped in amazement. Before his eyes, the professor was wearing only yellow briefs with pink butterflies and Fluttershy from MLP! The Nidoking looked at his student. “What’s all the fuss about? Do you want to accompany your friend to detention with Professor Vigoroth?” Terry had a bad memory of Vigoroth's horrible underwear, his face turned green, and he looked like he was about to faint. "No sir, I just... stubbed my finger." Math class had begun, but Max was curious about Terry's reaction, so he wrote in the corner of his notebook and gently slid it toward his friend so no one would notice. "What did you see to make you scream like that?" Terry read the message and took a pencil to make a small drawing in his own notebook some butterflies accompanied by the letters MLP and then showed it to his friend. Seeing this, Riolu's face turned bright red, imagining the Nidoking wearing that kind of underwear. Max squirmed slightly in his seat, having some trouble downstairs. During math class, Terry tried to pay attention, but numbers were so boring to him that he started wandering off and then started looking at his classmates. That's when Terry had his most brilliant (ridiculous) idea. Terry went to the last page of his notebook to write down the names of his classmates... along with the underwear they were wearing! The Croconaw also wrote about the other Pokémon he'd seen during the day, including his friend Riolu. Making this list would serve to fuel the perverted Pokémon's fantasies. Max was sweating; like a aura Pokémon, he could feel the energy his friend was emitting. The energy of a driven, horny pervert! Max repeatedly crossed his legs, as if he had to go to the bathroom. But in reality, he was getting horny too. He even spied Terry's list occasionally during class. "Max." Professor Nidoking suddenly called. "Come to the board and solve problem #3." "Me? I mean, yes." The Riolu nervously stood up and walked to the front of the class. Terry stared intently at that small butt covered by Paw Patrol briefs. This only motivated Terry to find out what other cute underwear his friend had been hiding. Max felt an intense gaze behind him, making him nervous as he wrote. The rest of the school day was pretty much the same, with Terry carrying his notebook around like a Death Note, staring at boys and girls to document their underwear in minute detail. Although he had to buy a cold can of soda to calm there down and not get caught leaking precum like a broken faucet, since Terry hadn't taken the time to "release his excitement" during this self-imposed mission. “It’s been really hard keeping up appearances… but this is almost done,” the Croconaw said with a smile and determined eyes, right after writing about the cheerleading club girls’ panties and bras. "I just need one more..." Terry looked at his notebook, flipping through the pages full of information about underwear. But there was one blank page specially reserved for one specific Pokémon. Terry stuffed his notebook into his backpack and started walking through the halls before school let out; he needed this more than anything! No matter how many dirty underwear crossed his path! Terry had a clear goal to accomplish as long as he had his glasses. And whoever seeks eventually finds something, in this case, someone. A Pancham was near the university entrance, apparently reading while waiting for something or someone, wearing blue pants and a gray sweatshirt. But what Terry saw with the x-ray glasses gave him a nosebleed. Underneath the cute Pancham's clothes was something even better than Terry had dreamed! The adorable panda Pokémon was wearing panties! Hot pink panties with Care Bear images all over them! The delicate, thin fabric clung to those enormous buttocks, slightly tucking in and leaving little to the imagination! **Scrash** One of the lenses of the x-ray lenses shattered, forming a crack in them, while Croconaw's erection rose so hard it broke the button on his jeans. "COME TO DADDY!!" Terry screams and jumps out of his clothes, literally! The Croconaw leaves everything behind except his Octonauts briefs, wet with precum. In less than 5 seconds, the Croconaw in underwear reached Pancham and knocked him to the ground! “Gaahhhhh!” Pancham yelled, mostly in surprise. “What the hell?!” As he tried to get up, he felt something hard against his butt, blushing intensely as the heat enveloped him. Slowly turning his head, he saw the face of a perverted Croconaw, breathing heavily, salivating, and with eyes full of lust. “Eeep!” Croconaw began to move his hips wildly, rubbing his underwear-covered crotch against Pancham’s fully clothed butt. Although that didn’t last long, Pancham’s loose pants began to fall down from the movement. If seeing a Croconaw in his briefs wasn’t shocking enough for everyone present, just imagine the look on everyone’s faces when they saw Pancham in pantys! “Gyah! No! Don’t show them! Ahh~! Don’t look!” Pancham said, feeling his pants bunching around his thighs, the air against his ass, and also… something quite hard, wet, and warm being pushed against his buttocks. “Gyahhh~!” Even with both of them wearing underwear, Pancham could feel that perfectly. “Your ass is so big~ So warm~ So cute in those panties~” Terry grabbed the other boy’s buttocks and squeezed them, making him moan at his touch. “Your moans are as sweet as honey~ And as delicious as your panties~ Sissy Panda~” “Gyah~ No~ I-I’m not… don’t call me… kyah~!” Pancham moans loudly as he is suddenly spanked by the perverted Croconaw, causing his ass to jiggle like jelly. “Your juicy ass is so perfect~! This is even better than my dreams of fucking you in the park~!” Terry exclaimed, unashamed, still rubbing himself against his ass in the middle of the hallway as more students and even teachers from the university arrived to witness this shameless act. See, no one tried to stop Terry. “We’re going to have so much fun~!” Croconaw continued rubbing his wet crotch against Pancham's increasingly wet ass. If it weren't for the briefs and panties, he might be fucking the panda now. The act of depravity didn't last long, though, not since Terry had been horny all day and his balls just wanted to release everything on the panda. "I'm cumming~! I'm going to stain your pretty panties~! I'm going to fill them with my cum~!" Terry exclaimed lustfully, then began to ejaculate! Terry released jets of cum that leaked from his briefs and soaked into Pancham's panties and ass. But he wasn't satisfied, rubbing his erection against the panda's ass. "Round two!" But before the perverted Croconaw could continue to abuse Pancham, the university principal, a large Arcanine arrived as fast as the wind, knocking Croconaw away from Pancham. "What the hell is going on here?!" Arcanine screamed. Terry was sliding down a wall, his pupils bouncing in his eyes as cum oozed from his briefs in front of several students, university professors, and several cameras that captured everything that happened. Terry was so screwed in so many ways. The principal Arcanine stares at the Croconaw in his underwear and the remnants of his cum before addressing Pancham. “Can you stand up? I’ll need to talk to you too.” Pancham slowly stands up, completely humiliated by the exposure of his panties, the cum on his buttocks, and also because… he came in his panties too. “M-M-My virginity has been taken! I can’t get married anymore!” That’s not **THAT** what happened, and it doesn’t work that way either. As soon as he calms down, someone should explain. The principal Arcanine personally drags Terry into his office, while everyone watches. Pancham follows them, noticing the clothes on the floor. Obviously it was Terry's, so he picked it up along with an... open backpack? --- In a janitor's closet, Max sat, red-faced, shaking, with an erection in his pants, and clutching the notebook in which Terry made the underwear list with trembling hands. "...Terry won't need this. Besides, he's had enough fun." He said, to convince himself. It seems Terry isn't the only perverted boy. But that's for another story. ----- Don't forget to comment your favorite part! And if you'd like to request a commission, feel free to send me a private message!