Every year ponies display their sexual prowess by competing in the Ponymon league. This year, Dash aims to train her own pony and win the championship. Arriving to Twilight’s library late, there is only one ponymon left for her to choose. . .

Together, Dash and Scootaloo will set out to bring their foes to climax, and trap them in Ponymon balls. Only one trainer can go on to beat the Elite Whore of Canterlot and become the Ponymon league orgasm champion.

Parental Advisory: No fillies or colts were born in the making of this satire. All fillies and colts are the legal age of consent in Equestria. Story may contain trace amounts of peanuts. Due to the hilarious content, this story should not be read by anyone. Psst. Click More for credits and quotes!

Edited lightly by The Parasprite
Edited thoroughly by Selbi
Additionally, chapter 4+ edited by Neko Mahin C, and Kleora

Totally Unbiased Reviews:
Macoman1: .......Because why the fuck not?
Nyarlanthotep: i think you figured out what happens in a pokeball.
Mabbz: You're going to make your readers aroused by your story so you can capture us in your ponymon balls!
Radical Prescott: Now this, I could get into, unlike the actual Pokemon.
Brony19: *Clicks chapter* What am I doing with my life?
Lord Dark: What the hell did I just read? No, don't answer that.
Serefin: This entire thing is like one huge dead baby joke: it's horrible, but you can't help but laugh.
Aurum: I feel so bad for liking this. But what the heck, it got me rolling on the floor from laughter.