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One day, a small Poochyena by the name of Aztep, walked from the dusty landscape of the edge of the desert and onto a rocky incline that marked the start of Route 112. He had wanted to visit the top of the mountain for a while now, but had never been able to work up the nerve to hike up there. Up until now, the edge of the desert, by the small watering hole hidden by bushes, worked as his home.

Aztep didn't know what he would find up at the top, maybe an excellent view, hopefully something fun to do. At the very least, the satisfaction of knowing he was able to hike up a mountain like that was more than enough for him. Before he left, he took one last good look at home, then smiled, and set off.

At first, the hike was kind of boring. It was just walking around places he knew, places he had hunted. But, after a considerable time, he came to the borders of the desert, and stopped. To his left was the birch tree, its leaves covered in a thin film of volcanic ash. Everything beyond that point would be completely new territory for him to explore.

With a sigh, he grinned and stepped forward. He had wanted to take an adventure, after all! Within a few minutes of walking at a decent pace for his small frame, he came across the first ashfall of his life. Aztep smiled and stuck his tongue out, remembering the snow he had done it with back when he lived with his parents, but recoiled in shock when he found out just how bitter it was.

"Nothing like it..." Aztep shook his head, and walked on.

It was fun walking through the warm ash, however. Each step made fun little paw prints, and he didn't even think how it was a trail that could lead right to him. When he came to a human sign he couldn't read, Aztep decided to follow the arrow. Maybe it would bring him up the mountain.

To his excitement, he had been right! As he looked up at the mountain, Aztep wondered just how anything could grow to be so big. This thing was gigantic when you were this close up: for most of his life, Aztep had just lived in the shadow of the mountain, not the base!

Luckily, the mountain was somewhat deserted today. Humans were a nuisance to be sure, but most avoided him if he didn't attack them, and Aztep had no intention of becoming someone's Pokemon pet. He climbed the path slowly, being sure to avoid the nosy Pokemon that lived on or around it. Other Pokemon were also things he avoided; if they were knocked out, the attacker could do whatever they wanted with them... and Aztep didn't want to think of what some horny Pokemon with a somnophilia kink would do to him!

The thought invaded his mind, ever so slightly, as he walked. It had been some time... maybe two or three months since he had mated with anyone. There had been a Zorua that he had been in close contact with for the past few years of his life, but it hadn't shown up for some fun in quite a while now.

He missed that guy. They had lots of fun times together, in fact, Aztep stopped walking, and closed his eyes to see if he could remember when they had first met. Hadn't it been when he had stumbled upon him when walking through the forest? Zorua had been napping under a tree, and... and hadn't he... Well, all Aztep remembered was that he met Zorua under a tree, and that they had shared a few meals together before their tongues and groins met.

"Wonder where he is..." Aztep sighed, and began walking again.

For the most part, the way up the mountain was easy to navigate. Thoughts of Zorua, weak, at first, slowly became ever so prevalent in his mind. Not even navigating through the obvious Geodudes or staying close to the ground could get his mind off of him, and, if the tightness in his groin was anything to go off of, Aztep would need to relieve himself soon.

He figured he'd make it to the summit, first. That way he could see around him from all directions, see if anyone was watching or sneaking up on him. Each step brought him closer to his goal, and more and more memories of Zorua flooded back, overpowering him, demanding he relieve himself.

Just a few more steps... and he was there!

Aztep looked around, but upon seeing nobody, no Pokemon, he dashed to a nearby boulder and hid himself from view.

Without hesitation, Aztep flung himself on his back and began pawing at his growing erection: within seconds it was out and throbbing in the air, growing, growing... growing. He humped his front paws as his knot finally popped out of his sheath, and let out a soft moan. With his bottom paws he pressed and massaged the massive bulb of flesh, with his front, he stroked a few inches below his tip, up to the spigot that had already begun spewing his precum.

Thoughts drifted down to his time spent with Zorua, how he had often impaled the Pokemon with his length, how they had sucked each other off so many times that Aztep could all but feel his tongue and warm mouth on his length. Pawing off was easy, but he'd kill for some companionship. The lightheadedness and lust got to him, Aztep got up, his cock splatting to the ground with an audible smack, making him wince.

Curiously, he looked from the bolder. Heck, even a Geodude would do right about now. He just... needed something warm, something wet. To his dismay, the ashy landscape of the top of this volcano was barren and empty, and no wonder. It was a volcano, not a place to hunt or fuck each other's brains out in.

With dismay, Aztep lied down and began to hump his paws again. This wasn't so bad, his horny, dizzy mind reasoned. The ash that fell on him was warm, the air was warm, everything was warm, it wasn't like the desert, that grew cold at night and made his balls shrink a few sizes. It might be completely inhospitable, but at least it would be an enjoyable orgasm to have.

His mind again moved to the thoughts of Zorua, so vivid and pornographic that he might as well have been right there. Aztep felt the smaller Pokemon's paws on him, touching and stroking, demanding attention, and felt close from the stimulation already. The humps turned into thrusts as he grew close, the desperation overwhelming.

Aztep was about to cum, a mere three thrusts away, he guessed, when something stepped in front of him.

Standing in front of him was a slouching Midnight Lycanroc, trademark grin, glowing pink eyes, and sharp claws. He was completely exposed and could have been torn to shreds by this Pokemon, but instead, the Lycanroc just waved.

"Hey." Was all he said.

"H-hey," Aztep's eyes narrowed, waiting for Lycanroc to make a move. When he didn't, he smiled. "Anything I can help you with? I'm kinda... busy."

Something Aztep wasn't afraid of, was showing off his length. For a Poochyena, he was incredibly well endowed: he could lick and suck the first few inches of his cock by merely looking down at it. Lycanroc seemed to have eyes for it, and, even though he enjoyed the attention, Aztep was getting a little creeped out.

"So I wanna fuck you." Lycanroc said, just shrugging. "I'll suck your dick if you let me."

"W-what?" Aztep frowned, and his paws slowly covered his length.

"Yeah. I'm horny, you're horny... You can cum in my mouth and I'll put a load in your rear. I saw you looking around, and figured it was an invitation. If you want, though, I can just go away."

Aztep looked at Lycanroc for a few moments, wondering if he was serious. The larger Pokemon only had eyes for Aztep's throbbing member, and it didn't take long for that dizziness to kick in. He slowly took his paws away from his length, looking down at his cock as it throbbed upwards, spurting a bit of pre onto his chin.

"Go for it." Aztep blushed as Lycanroc got on his knees.

"Right on."

And with that, Lycanroc bent down and took Aztep's cock in his paws. He stroked it for a few seconds, working it and getting a feel for his erection. Lycanroc made a few comments about its size, something that made Aztep blush hard. Once thoroughly satisfied with how lubricated his paws were, Lycanroc opened his maw and gave Aztep a good look at what he was packing.

Two white rows of stubby, yet sharp looking fangs, one row on the top, the other on the bottom, a wide, wet looking tongue, and a considerable amount of saliva dripping from his excited maw. Aztep gave him a few nervous, breathy pants before nodding his head. Lycanroc grinned, and sunk down on his cock.

A quarter... half way.... Three quarters...

Aztep shuddered as Lycanroc's snout hilted his knot with ease. He knew that Lycanroc had a long snout, able to sink down completely before he got anywhere that would gag him, but the sheer sight of him being able to deepthroat him was absolutely astounding. Nobody, for as long as Aztep had lived, was able to do this to him, yet Lycanroc did it with ease.

"Oooh fuck..." Aztep moaned, his paws on Lycanroc's head, his eyes clenched tightly shut from even the mere heat of his maw.

He heard Lycanroc chuckle, his mouth full of cock, which muffled it slightly. Aztep begged him to suck on it, but before his pleas could go on for too long, it happened. Lycanroc began moving his long tongue along the bottom of his cock. This alone made Aztep begin to hump, but when he was held down and had his knot licked as well...

It was a feeling unlike any other. The pleasure running through his small body was immense, and wonderful. Zorua had been good, but even with their history, Aztep would've had to think long and hard if he had to choose between the two.

Lycanroc moved a paw to his balls, and generously began massaging them between his hard claws. It was nerve-wracking to see, but Aztep just lied back and let this cock sucking monster go to work. He felt bad that he was already close to an orgasm... but didn't Lycanroc say it was okay to cum inside his mouth?

It set a wonderful feeling ablaze in his belly: knowing that this Pokemon was to be his cum dumpster. That he'd swallow whatever he would shoot into him. And there would be a lot to suck out of him, of this, Aztep had no doubt. His balls weren't just for show.

He moaned softly as he felt Lycanroc's teeth scrape against his shaft. The concept of something so dangerous being so close to his throbbing cock only made him throb harder; he found himself asking Lycanroc to run his teeth over him again and again. All the while, the obedient Pokemon fondled his large sack, groping his two balls and playing with them like they were his.

Lycanroc licked up to his spurting tip, holding him there for a few seconds before licking around in circles as he made his way down. Aztep clenched up, humping Lycanroc's mouth, and the Pokemon let him this time. He didn't hold his belly to stop, no, he let Aztep's enormous length slide up and down his mouth.

"I-I'm close..." Aztep whimpered out.

Lycanroc said nothing, murmured nothing, just fondled his balls and sucked away at him. He began trembling. How long had it been since an orgasm that he hadn't given himself? Two months? Three? Aztep couldn't help but squirm and gasp for air as he brought himself close in Lycanroc's mouth.

"H-here I go..." He moaned, squirming under the powerful grip.

Lycanroc grinned deviously, and sunk down on his length, swallowing everything. Aztep screamed, for the first time ever, screamed, as he came. Teeth sharp and holding his bulging, pulsing knot, tongue lapping at it, mouth sucking at him, it brought out pump after pump of his silky white cum. It was more than he ever remembered shooting before, more than he ever realized he could shoot. All the while, Lycanroc obediently swallowed mawful after mawful, sucking as much as he could from the pooch.

He didn't remember when he stopped shooting his spunk. It wasn't exactly clear to him, all he remembered was nearly passing out from sheer exertion. When he regained what could be considered sanity, he saw that Lycanroc was slowly moving his maw up his cock, giving long, wonderful licks on his glistening member.

"Welcome back to the land of the living." Lycanroc grinned, letting Aztep's cock fall and splat to his belly. "I'm gonna fuck you now."

Aztep was too lost in the throes of pleasure to register much of what Lycanroc had said. Something about living, and fucking... oh well. He got a lot more alert when there was a sudden presence prodding against his tight asshole. With a curious look down, he saw that Lycanroc was pawing a considerably large member, his eyes grinning at the bounty that awaited him.

Before Aztep could say anything, Lycanroc's tip was in. It stretched him to some degree, and he thanked the stars that the Pokemon leaked a lot and had a naturally slimy cock, because he shoved up to his knot within seconds of feeling Aztep's warm, tight embrace.

What flaccidity was left in Aztep's length went away as Lycanroc grabbed onto his haunches, and fucked him. The Pokemon was rough, brutal, and fast; never before had anyone been so hard on him... but he enjoyed it.

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Lycanroc might have been a bit too much, at first, but he came to love the snarling, the grunting, the heavy breathing, and, of course, the thrusting. He already felt close, but once Lycanroc shoved his knot inside of his tight hole, making the two nearly scream their names in pleasure, his fucker pulled the knot right out. Aztep was then knot fucked.

It was hard. It was fast. It was the best thing that he had ever felt back there; a gigantic presence, followed by a gushing relief, a tight pressure that pained him, then, right back to the start. What was more, was that Lycanroc only grew more as time went on. The knot was manageable, at first, but Aztep soon found himself flipped around on his paws, Lycanroc greedily grabbing his rear.

"Push backward." Lycanroc quickly muttered, his tone venomous.

Aztep obeyed, using his body weight as Lycanroc pulled him onto his titanic knot. It popped in with a wet thud, Aztep saw stars, Lycanroc moaned, but started pushing again. How was this Pokemon still going? Aztep knew that a knot is sensitive as hell, yet, Lycanroc seemingly didn't care about that.

He just pulled, Aztep just pushed, the knot slid in and out, something that made him cry his name out time and time again. When would he finish? Aztep loved this, but at the same time, he didn't want his asshole to be a gaping, cummy mess for too long!!

It wasn't meant to be, however. Lycanroc didn't care a smidge for what he wanted. As far as he was concerned, Aztep was his mate, and he was going to pump a butt-full of pups into him. He grabbed the little Pokemon's paws, soft and supple, and rubbed them with his claws as he fucked him.

In his generosity and grace, Lycanroc decided to stop knot-fucking him, for now. He moved quickly, back and forth, his six inch length slamming back and forth into the pulsing, warm hole. His pulsing, warm hole. This Poochyena was his mate... and he'd pump load after load into him, whenever, wherever, he wanted.

"Do you want me to cum?" Lycanroc got down to the Pokemon's head, whispering into his ear.

Aztep just whined.

Lycanroc grinned and pulled out, spinning him around and making him face his length. The Pokemon's eyes grew wide as he thrusted his cock deep inside of his maw, and took it surprisingly well. There was no gagging, even after his knot popped in with a massive force.

He held himself there for a few awesome seconds before releasing. Aztep shuddered as he felt the warm pulse of an orgasm on and around his maw, and felt the cum dripping down his throat. Lycanroc was certainly something else, just from the pure ferocity alone, not to mention the massive personality change.

The knot filled his maw, Aztep tried to get a few licks in, but whenever he did, Lycanroc pulled his cock backwards, thus pulling him backwards, thus forcing him to stop. He guessed the Pokemon was extremely sensitive after an orgasm. With one final throb, Lycanroc pulled his cock from Aztep's mouth, and held him in front of it.

The musky smell drove him to take small licks, but Lycanroc held him away from it, shaking his head no. They looked at each other for a while, only separating once Lycanroc's length hid itself back in his sheath.

"So... yeah. Thanks. Peace." Lycanroc threw up two claws on one hand before turning and walking away.

"Wh-... that's it?" Aztep called after him.

"Yeah. Sorry dude, I'm not about relationships or cuddling or anything like that. We made each other feel good, let's leave it at that, k?"

Dejectedly, Aztep nodded, and the Lycanroc left him there, the ashy rain getting a bit heavier as something deep inside of the volcano grumbled. He got up, shaking the ash from his fur, and watched as Lycanroc leapt off a cliff. Aztep assumed that there was another cliff under that, why else would the Pokemon kill himself?

Well...

Aztep sighed. He had seen enough of this mountain for the day. His sexual drive satiated for the time being, he began to make his way down the mountain. There was still a place he had wanted to check out: a large, abandoned human campsite at the base of the mountain he had seen while climbing up it.

. . .

It had taken considerably more time than Aztep had expected to reach the campsite. The walk down was much more difficult than he had expected, between tripping over everything, the energy and drive he had felt going up hadn't followed him back down. When he had gotten to the campsite, Aztep shook the ash from his fur, paying special attention to clean it out from the scarf.

He looked around the site. It... wasn't as interesting as he thought it was. There were a few small things, things he sniffed and prodded with his paw. Many of the items were just human trash, picked six times over by scavengers and other such vermin Pokemon.

The campsite itself had a small dirt outcropping near a couple of trees that was interesting to Aztep. It smelled of something, musk, maybe? Whatever it was, it was buried in the ground, and he wanted to check it out.

After he had dug a bit, there was a faint whiff of a Pokemon, a Nickit, but it was a ways off. Aztep could tell from smell alone that it was far enough away that it wouldn't cause any problems, but whatever he was digging up smelled fascinating! He had just gotten his claws on it when there was a harsh tugging at his neck.

Aztep spun around, but that only worked to further unwind the scarf he wore around his neck, and within seconds, it was around Nickit. He looked at the thief, growling deeply, menacingly, but the Nickit merely grinned.

"Nice scarf... I like it." The Pokemon floofed it up with his paws, the stupid grin still on his face.

"Give it back!" Aztep growled, snarled, and ruffled his fur to make himself bigger, trying to intimidate him. "It was a gift!"

"A cozy gift..."

Aztep bared his fangs. Sure, Nickit was a foot taller than he was, but he had more weight... which meant that the Pokemon would easily be able to run away. What could he do...

Suddenly, Nickit chuckled. He pushed himself off his front paws and, using his large tail to balance, sat upright. Now, a bit taller, his groin was exposed, immediately drawing Aztep's attention. A small sheath sat atop a rather large pair of dirty, white balls, a small red tip poking out from it.

"What's this?" Aztep frowned.

"Well, my friend, we have something each other wants!"

"And that is...?"

"You want your scarf, and I want a warm mouth around my cock!"

"What the fuck is wrong with you?"

Nickit merely grinned that stupid grin. Aztep watched in horror as he put a claw up to the scarf, extended, ready to rip and tear. Nickit was just about to when Aztep called out for him to stop, the look of fear on his face palpable.

"I won't rip it, no worries. You know what I want, so..." He motioned towards his sheath.

Defeated, Aztep stepped forward, putting his nose to Nickit's sheath. It didn't smell pleasant, not unlike a rich, damp, earthy musk, but it wasn't overpowering. In fact, to a regular human, the smell would be imperceivable, but Aztep had a good nose about him, and the smell was off putting.

He reached out with his tongue, giving the tip a soft lick; it tasted much better than it smelled, as much as he hated to admit it.

"Go on, again..." Nickit softly whispered.

Aztep frowned, shaking his head before licking him again. Everything about this situation was awful; he hated Nickit, hated what he was doing, but most of all, he hated just how much he enjoyed it. The fact that his own tip, though thoroughly pleasured mere minutes ago by Lycanroc, was already swelling and poking through his sheath.

Nickit didn't wait much longer; not as soon as he had felt Aztep's tongue did he begin to push inside of his wet maw. The smaller Pokemon grew astoundingly fast, the first few inches of his prick rocketing into Aztep with ease. As he continued to swell in him, Aztep felt paws around his head, pushing him down.

The Pokemon began to take long, forward thrusts, pushing him down further and further. It wasn't that bad of a feeling, Aztep reasoned. His gag reflex was well trained, and if Lycanroc hadn't been a problem, he doubted Nickit would. As his mouth continued its use as Nickit's personal cock sleeve, Aztep found himself growing more and more.

"G-getting a little excited down there, huh?" Shit...

Nickit must have seen him. It wasn't hard not to see Aztep when he wasn't hard; he did have an above average member, after all. Despite this, the molestee nodded, much to the molester's delight.

"That's a good little dog... just continue to lick me off and we'll be finished in no t-time..."

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It was humiliating being spoken to like that, from someone like Nickit. Aztep blushed and closed his eyes, hoping this would all be over quick. He felt Nickit's soft, breathy sighs of relief as he moved faster and faster, his mouth being forced more and more open as he grew to full size.

Much to Aztep's dismay, what Nickit lacked for in Lycanroc's girth, he more than made up for it in length. The rod poked and swabbed the back of his throat, further than even Lycanroc's length had. It tickled and nudged him in a way he hadn't been in a long time, at least Nickit liked it, judging by his moans.

"Good pup..." Nickit moaned, then, "I'm close... keep it up..."

Aztep hated this Pokemon, but what else was he supposed to do? He loved that scarf, getting Nickit off, letting him cum in his mouth... even though it excited him, even though he hated it, Aztep knew it was the only way to get it back.

Nickit's length kept throbbing in his mouth. It's warmth made its presence known by sliding up and down him, tickling the back of his mouth and occasionally shooting small wads of his pre. The fluid made for a slimy experience, only aiding in his thrusts once or twice before leaking out of Aztep's maw.

Aztep reached a paw down and shivered; his length was leaking just as much. A small puddle was forming where his tip had been, how was he enjoying this? With a frown, he started sucking, using the motions from Nickit's pushing to force him to go faster. Nickit grunted, trying to push him off, but Aztep was having none of it.

"S-slow do-down..." He whimpered out, he was close, Aztep knew it.

He, mentally, told him to go fuck himself, and kept up his pace. With each fervent suck, the pushes grew more and more, Nickit was desperate to drag this on for more and more time. Aztep wasn't. He was the stronger Pokemon, his tongue was the one being used, and if that was the case, then he'd fucking use it to lick and trace and make Nickit quiver.

"Ah... ah... ah... ffffuck!" Nickit moaned, and released.

Aztep clenched his eyes as the most foul liquid spurted in the back of his throat. He felt Nickit's cock physically shake, his entire lower body couldn't deal with the pleasure that was running through it. The thin cock slid from his mouth, hitting the ground, and continued to gently leak streams of cum. After the dramatic display, all Nickit managed was small, quick pants of gaspy breath.

With a frown, Aztep stepped on Nickit's spurting length, leaning his weight on it. Nickit gasped, squirming and crying out in pain, a look of utter fear in his eyes. He wanted to go for his neck, wanted to kill this Pokemon... but Aztep went for his scarf, instead. He couldn't bloody such an important thing.

"Consider yourself lucky I got off earlier. Otherwise you'd choke on my cock." Aztep walked over Nickit, giving him a hard kick in his soft stomach.

All he wanted to do was go home now. The ash from the mountain was still raining down, if only slightly, but enough to cover his fur in a thin sheen of grey. When he got far enough away from Nickit, he readjusted the scarf around his neck, keeping the creature in view as he did so. Last thing he needed was for anything else to be stolen.

Once on and snug, Aztep got his bearings about him. He didn't recognize where he was, nor how to get back from... well... maybe that was the road he had taken? It felt like days ago he had been here, but, truth be told, it was mere hours. Ash had covered everything now, any trail he could have taken back to his home was gone.

Not to mention there was a thieving Nickit around, maybe there were humans as well... Aztep sighed. Nightfall was a few hours away, maybe he should just find a rock or something to snuggle up to? He had eaten this morning, so at least food wasn't a problem... and with his fur and the scarf, neither was the cold.

He was about to set upon finding a good rock to lie down on when he spotted something.

It was a track he had never seen before, upon sniffing, it was a creature he had never seen, either. The curiosity got the better of him, Aztep decided to follow the rather fresh trail. Whatever creature it was, he could tell it walked on four legs like he did, had rather pointed claws, with three in the front, one big one in the back, and one on the inner side of each of its rear paw.

The creature, a female... yes, and he could tell from just how potent the smell was, that she was in heat, had a good smell. Musky, smelling of mountain flowers and earth... it was considerably better than Nickit's smell, and... honestly, got Aztep aroused. Whether it be his instincts screaming at him to track whatever this Pokemon was and breed with it, or just his general curiosity of all things new, Aztep wanted to track her down.

Whatever this Pokemon was, she was fast. There was a second set of tracks, he believed it to be from a medium sized Pokemon that had some weight on it; they were deep-set and sunken in the earth. From the smell, maybe it was more earth, but sweat... They looked similar to human footprints, Aztep thought it to be a Machoke, or a Machamp.

He ran a bit faster, coming up on a rather large canyon. He was on the short side of it, there was a gigantic cliff that led up maybe fifty feet of square looking stone, white, grey, bland. The scent was nearly intoxicating now, that, and with the constant white noise that was the large river that cut through the canyon, Aztep could hardly think. He ran after the scent until it was at its zenith.

And he was there.

Aztep looked around, nearly drooling at the scent, when his eyes met something absolutely beautiful. Standing atop a large rock, red eyes staring down, was a snow white Pokemon, with a beautiful gray face, and a large, gray, crescent horn atop her head. Her claws were the same gray, but looked sharp enough to disembowel even the sturdiest steel types. At her behind, swung back and forth curiously, was a stiff, gray, scythe like tail.

The two looked at each other for a few seconds, Aztep certainly couldn't contain his breathy pants. Her heat had long since gotten him aroused, his prick nearly digging into the ground as he watched her. It would be a travesty of untold proportions if she ran off now.

To his delight, she jumped off the rock and walked slowly, elegantly, over to him. The smell of her rear nearly made him lose his inhibitions and mount her right then and there, but Aztep would do nothing without her permission. The strangest thing about this Pokemon was that she was dead silent in her stride.

"Who are you?" She finally spoke up, her voice as rich and as light as any Aztep had ever heard.

"A-Aztep. I'm a Poochyena. What about yo-"

"I'll ask the questions here, got it?" She pushed his head down with a paw, making Aztep throb harder. "Where'd you get the scarf?"

She let up a bit on his head so that he could speak, and after his reply, the pressure was back. Aztep wasn't sure if he would've liked this stuff until now, but as she held him there, his large, poofy tail couldn't stop wagging.

"Listen here, mutt. You'll lick until I tell you to stick it in, got it?" She let him go.

"W-what are you?" Aztep said, half from fascination, half from genuine curiosity.

"I'm an Absol. Lick. Now."

Poochyena sat up and on his hind legs, just in time to watch her bend over and stick her spade in his snout. She laid down as he began licking, and he couldn't help but follow her. Any thought to refuse her had left his mind minutes ago; Aztep would do anything for her.

She must have been in the middle of her heat; her spade was puffy, leaky, delicious. Absol gave him orders, demanding, harsh, at first, but as he loyally followed them, she eased up on her tone a bit. Aztep didn't mind either or, he was satisfied, utterly and completely, licking her.

The firm outer skin gave way to more softer, fleshier stuff as he pressed his tongue in made him harder than he ever had before. As he licked, over and over again, he couldn't help but reach a paw down, but a warning from Absol made him remove it quickly. Each lick up her was a personal victory for him. He had tracked her down, he was the one gently lapping at her leaking folds, nobody else.

It filled him with pride.

He nudged his snout inside of her for a few licks, getting his nose deep in and breathing her very essence. She moaned softly at this, the sudden fullness posing more of a welcome sojourner than anything she hated. The spade was pushed further and further down his snout until it suddenly slipped in.

Immediately, Absol skitted forward a bit, gasping from the pain, but quickly returned to his tongue for more pleasure, more licking. Aztep was proud of the job he was doing as much as he was to be able to do it. Absol tasted better than any other Pokemon he had ever had the pleasure to taste. Warm and silky, there were few who could compare to her majesty.

With a grunt, Absol pushed back with her paws, forcing Aztep from her dripping spade, he watched intently. She moved around, onto her back, and urged him forward with her front paws; he wasted no time in burying his snout inside of her again. Aztep could tell this wasn't going to go on for much longer, he just had this sense about him.

What little time he had left with her spade he worshipped. Long, soft licks, small nibbles where she had responded positively to, deep, languid thrusts with his tongue. He loved those the most; it was when he got a mouthful of her juices, which he eagerly, greedily, lapped down.

"Mount m-me!" Absol suddenly commanded.

The speed at which he did so surprised even him.

Without thought, and with great abandon, Aztep threw himself inside of Absol, his iron rod of a cock digging its way inside of her flesh. He stopped about half way in, hearing her gasp from the pain; he wondered if she thought he was smaller than he was. Careful urging made him continue, inch by pleasurable inch, until Aztep hilted his knot against Absol's puffy, open spade.

Long, sexy thrusts this was not. Aztep knew it. Absol knew it. The whole point of their tryst was for one reason and one reason only; mating. Whether or not she would lay an egg was inconsequential to him, Aztep needed release. Needed his knot inside of her, his cum filling her with his pups.

He wildly humped her, his knot slamming against her spade with each thrust, her warmth clinging to him harder than anyone ever had before. The most comical thing about this was that she was a whole two feet bigger than he was, yet his cock was pressing into her cervix with each push.

Each time he pushed into her, he was met with a wet, slapping sound: His knot meeting her spade. The concept of pushing the most sensitive bulb of flesh he had into her warm, tight embrace... it nearly made him cum. Absol must have known that, must have known how much he was looking forward to it, because she gave him the go-ahead mere moments later.

He had looked into her beautiful red eyes when she had said that, but quickly gulped and nodded, beginning to push himself into her. This was where her larger size came into play.

It took a mere three pushes against her, three wonderful, hard pushes, before she loosened up, and he slid inside. Absol clenched around him a millisecond later, her warmth, the pressure, the everything, making him howl. He was so close to blowing his wad in her, so dangerously close that, if he even told her, Aztep feared he might.

And that's when it happened.

Absol suddenly lunged forward, pinning him down on the ground. The upheaval pulled his knot out, but his shaft was still firmly buried inside of her. Aztep coughed a bit, his eyes tearing up from the impact, he felt paws on his, pinning them down to the ground. Their eyes met for the briefest of seconds before Absol started.

Hard. Fast. Blissful.

Each time his knot popped inside of her, Aztep couldn't resist grunting, but it was pulled out a second later. He swelled to an impossible point, the pressure in his loins at critical mass, he didn't hold the dam back. Instead, he just gave a long, shaky howl as he came, his fluids spurting deep inside of her cervix.

Absol relented for a few moments, burying her spade deep around his knot as he shot his spunk, allowing him to fill her utterly, completely. More cum flew from his tip than ever before, the chance of her not bearing his pups was astronomical. She held him there, looking down at his scrunched face as he finished, but Absol wasn't done with him.

When he felt her move again, Aztep froze. He knew that, normally, he'd be locked inside of a female, and that would be it. But Absol could control whether or not he was tied with her; her spade could hold him, or release him. And she chose now to ride him.

He began to squirm, but Absol was bigger, taller, weighed more, he wasn't going anywhere. She chuckled at his rebellion, and jumped on his cock faster and faster, was she herself close? Aztep didn't know, it was all he could do not to scream like a baby from all the sensation he felt.

Her walls, which were once tight and pleasurable, now choked the life from him, the small ridges and bumps were now mountains of iron that tore into him. It wasn't painful, no, but he saw stars regardless. Absol continued to work on him, he begged her inside of his mind to finish quickly.

But she didn't.

Aztep was there for what felt like countless hours. Her soft paws on his rough paws, holding him down. The sensation, the pressure, the heat of his knot slipping into her, only for the icy air to sting him as it was pulled out. He whined and moaned, he couldn't help it.

"What's the matter?" Absol said as she rode him. "Am I too much f-for you...?"

Aztep nodded, struggling to get out from under her grip, but she was relentless in her conquest, her domination of him. It was all too much, too much sensation, too much pleasure, too much...

B-blackness...

Soft, inky blackness.

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. . .

The Poochyena... Aztep, was it?

He had passed out, much to Absol's delight. It was a goal she had with every heat; make some Pokemon or another pass out from sheer pleasure. With him, she had succeeded. Thankfully, she had gotten off long before he had ever entered her; back when he had shoved his muzzle inside of her, that was when it happened. The sudden pressure, the lust she had felt and the sheer arousal of it all and led her to euphoria.

She got up, quivering a bit. Aztep had a much bigger length than any Pokemon ought to for something his size. His cock had been, in fact, the only reason she hadn't run away from him. Looking down upon it now, it's crimson hue almost glowing, veins spider-webbing around his knot and shaft, she almost wanted to sink down on it again, or keep him as a pet, at the very least.

Curiosity drove her to sniff it, and, much to her surprise, she found the scent, although very faint, of a past lover. The Lycanroc that lived atop the mountain... he had been too much of a lax pushover to have any real fun with, but it was still interesting to find this out. She licked his length, licked him clean; it was the least he deserved after a show like that. Few managed to get her off from licking alone, and she could count on a paw the amount of people who had been allowed to penetrate her.

Once she was clean, Absol departed, walking a bit funny from the cervix fucking she had gotten... but it had been worth it. Oh, so worth it...

. . .

Thirst...

That was the first thing Aztep could recall as he came to be. His head hurt, his groin was on fire, and he was thirsty, thirstier than he had ever been in his life before. Luckily for Aztep, there was a river right next to where... Absol... he recalled Absol riding him before he... passed out?

Aztep shook his head and moved to the river, drinking his fill as quick as he could. The water was icy, refreshing, even in this tropical area. With his thirst satiated, he looked around, wondering just where he was. Absol was gone - long gone, thankfully, and with her gone, her crazy heat-scent was gone. He could think again.

"Fuck..." Aztep murmured... he had no idea where he was.

The mountain he had been sucked and fucked on was a few miles away, it looked like, but it was getting dark out. Aztep didn't know what time it was, the sun had set behind the mountain... Was it still really the same day?

Judging from the receding pain in his sheath, it was. He couldn't help but get a little aroused at what had happened, however... Absol riding him like that. Much to the discomfort of his groin, he found himself somewhat stiff again. Shrugging it off, Aztep began to follow his scent back to the trail. Luckily for him, he had leaked quite a bit on his frantic run over here, and he knew his scent all too well.

Within half an hour, he was back where he had first smelled the Absol, but he still had no idea where the trail home was. He followed an ash covered trail down a ways, not finding any familiar landmarks or smells... but there was a fresh set of footprints that garnered his interest.

They were small footprints, undoubtedly human, belonging to a child no older than nine. The child had been wearing sandals, and had been so for some time. Judging by the odor, it was a boy... human males were often stinkier than human females. They were headed the direction he was traveling... Aztep figured it would be worth checking out. A boy alone wasn't uncommon, but it was getting dark out.

Even if he despised humans, Aztep wasn't a monster.

He cleared a hill and saw him. The boy was crouched down, a curly mess of hair covered in a thin film of ash. Emaciated ribs were mostly covered by a dusty black poncho, occasionally peppered by a group of stained red dots. He wore pants, but they were rag-tag, flimsy; holes were common, and one leg was considerably shorter than the other, and his skin was only a few shades brighter than them. Sandals were worn over thin black socks, small red marks adorning those as well.

The boy looked up, apparently aware of Aztep checking him out. The two looked at each other for a considerable time, seconds feeling like hours. Aztep stepped forward a bit, to get a look at the boy's oddly familiar face. Something about the colors he had in his mess of hair, the way his eyes slanted, his mouth curved into a devious smile, something just seemed... familiar about him.

Without warning, the boy turned on his heel and tore off, sprinting down the path, sandals loudly clacking against his foot as he ran. Aztep was weirded out, but quickly gave chase. He could already tell that the boy was considerably slower than him, but that wasn't what drew Aztep's curiosity.

When the boy ran, he could see the poncho occasionally rise, revealing more of his scrawny back... as well as a tail. The tail was poofy, black, and had three rising pillars of poof, each taller than the last. It dawned on him that this wasn't a boy; this was an illusion.

He ran and ran and ran after the boy, but he never tried to catch him. As the two of them ran, Aztep started realizing more and more of his surroundings until he caught the scents of home. The boy lagged behind, running a bit slower until the two of them were shoulder to shoulder, and that's when it happened.

With a happy shout, the boy jumped into the air and was surrounded in a billowing cloud of smoke. Out quickly popped a Zorua, and the two looked at each other for a few tender moments as they ran, both smiling gleefully. This was, none other than, the Zorua he had been close with months ago.

It took all of five minutes to run back to his enclosure, but it felt like mere seconds. When they burst through the foliage, Aztep tackled Zorua. The two fell into each other's paws, rolling together until Aztep was on top, snugly, smugly, holding Zorua's paws to the ground.

"Hey there." He said, smiling as cutely as he could.

"Hey Azzy!" Zorua cheerfully said, quickly using his greater height to reverse the roles.

They did this for a while, rolling around with each other until they fell, side by side, panting, grinning, and close. Neither of them said a word to each other, even though Aztep had a million questions. He stared into Zorua's wonderful cyan eyes, and Zorua into his yellow and red eyes.

"You still as big as I remember?" Zorua touched his sheath with his rear paw, gently massaging it.

Aztep winced, and nodded.

"S-sore..." He pulled his groin away.

With a surprised grunt, Aztep felt hands around his front and rear paws. They flipped him over, onto his back, and held him there tightly. It shocked him, at first, but he remembered that Zorua was extremely good at illusions. The hands weren't actually there, but Aztep believed them to be.

And it was good.

"Now..." Zorua got up, walking around him a few times. "What should I do to you first?" Every time he got close to Aztep's sensitive nose, he teased him by standing with his groin considerably closer. The pup would get a whiff and... Zorua grinned when he saw Aztep's length growing already. "Aren't you sore...?"

"I am!" He weakly squeaked out.

"Maybe I'll go easy on you, then..." Zorua pawed at Aztep's asshole; it tightened and clenched upon touch, but not by much. Clearly, it had been a long day, and whatever Pokemon he had been with had fucked him with something big.

Instead of heading for his ass, Zorua went a bit higher, nuzzling his balls with his snout. Aztep whimpered, his tip poking out a bit more, but didn't whine to him about being sore again. He had wanted to be close to Zorua for a long time now, so no more complaining.

"First, I think I'll fuck you." A throb from the desperate pooch. "I won't finish inside of you, though. Once I'm satisfied with what your asshole has to offer, I'll make you suck me."

"A-and then?" Aztep couldn't get harder, couldn't hurt more...

"You'll find out, pup." Zorua grinned. He stepped forward, his length poking from his sheath. "Get me wet. Now."

Aztep wasted no time in obliging his friend. Eagerly, he began to lick Zorua's cock, getting it as wet as he could. While his tongue gave long, ambitious licks, the taller Pokemon moaned often, making Aztep wonder if he had even gotten off since they had last met.

"G-good!" Zorua pulled his dripping cock from Aztep's mouth. "I almost want you to finish me right then and there... but where would the fun be..." By now he had made it to Aztep's asshole, and had lined himself up. "In that?"

And with that, Zorua pushed himself in, much to the delight of him. Aztep felt complete with his ass stretched around his friend's cock, and couldn't help but let out a small whimper. It wasn't of pain, but of sheer pleasure; already, Zorua had begun wildly humping away, jabbing his prostate with each rapid thrust.

After the sheer lust for penetration had been worked out, Aztep felt him slow down, beginning to take his time. The thrusts, if they could even be called that, were much more languid and pleasurable. Because of his previous knotting with Lycanroc, Aztep was still a little loose, a trait Zorua took advantage of, occasionally slipping into the hilt with his ever-expanding knot.

Each thrust made Aztep harder; Whereas Lycanroc had been rough, Zorua knew exactly how he had liked to be treated. Soft kisses on the tip of his cock as he was fucked, angling his body so that Zorua's rod massaged Aztep's prostate. It was the best feeling, having him back inside.

Suddenly, Aztep felt hands at the back of his head, pushing him forward. He looked at Zorua, who was grinning slyly as he fucked, clearly, his friend wanted Aztep to suck himself off. He was certainly big enough for it, and if it was what he wanted...

He opened his maw as Zorua fucked, and was quickly pushed onto his throbbing erection. Zorua moaned in pleasure from the sheer sight of it as Aztep began obediently sucking and licking his tip, sucking and swallowing as much of his liquid as he could. He felt hands push more, but Aztep couldn't physically go further than he already was.

"Good boy..." Zorua murmured, shaking hard. "Drink as much as you can."

Aztep nodded and sucked a bit harder, for him, all the while holding his groans back. Zorua had become much more rough, slamming into him with each thrust, hard enough to make Aztep's balls hurt. His knot was now fully inflated, and, thankfully, had no problem thumping in and out of him.

Each hard thrust made his stomach tingle; he could feel, and see, the bulge as Zorua thrusted in. He must have grown much longer since they last met, or was... was this merely an illusion as well? Whatever the case, Zorua felt bigger than even him... and Aztep was well endowed.

It came as a shock to him when Zorua pulled out.

The feeling of emptiness was immense, especially as the hands holding his neck up quickly went away. The sheer difference between a hard fuck and a lack of stimulation on his prick deflated his poor member; both Zorua and him watched as it slowly shrank, the Pokemon watching and throbbing as it slipped back into his sheath.

It was a second later that he felt Zorua's cock down his throat. The taste was vile, but nothing a few good sucks wouldn't take care of. Already, Zorua was shivering from the pleasure, his thighs shaking hard.

"Y-yes... suck!" He whimpered out, face scrunched up in pleasure and pointed to the sky.

Aztep did as he was told, as obedient as ever, and bathed Zorua's tongue with his wetness. The illusion around Zorua's length had gone, thankfully, allowing Aztep to suck him off easily, without gagging. He did so quickly, not wasting a single second, not letting his friend slip out of his mouth.

Zorua leaned into his friend, fucking his mouth harder than ever. He felt close, so very close to bursting into him, but he had promised something more, and planned on giving him what he desired. But his mouth... it felt so good...

Aztep's tongue was second to none. Skilled, able to lick around everything, take anything one could throw at it, and it moved around quickly when it mattered, slowly when it counted. His teeth also provided a pleasant scraping along the side of his shaft, and the fact that Aztep was able to swallow his knot without gagging was mind-boggling to Zorua.

He felt close. Now was the time.

Aztep tasted the first salty rope of cum that Zorua shot, but quickly found it to be the only cum he'd taste. Zorua quickly pulled out of him, spinning around and thrusting into his sheath. The feeling made Aztep cry out, quickly feeling the warm invader spew cum at an astounding rate.

The warmth was also astounding; warmer than anything he had ever experienced down there, and he quickly found himself expanding more. With a cry of pain, he felt Zorua's knot slip into his sheath, and couldn't help but feel slightly humiliated as he was bred. More and more warmth filled him, he felt Zorua's cock on his own, gently throbbing away, filling him more and more.

After a quick sigh, Zorua suddenly... slipped out of him, but somehow left his length inside of his sheath. There was a large bulge where it once was, swollen from both cock and cum alike, but it scared the shit out of Aztep.

"W-What happened?!?" He screamed, unable to do anything about it, however. The hands still held him.

"Just an illusion, Azzy." Zorua lifted a leg, showing off his shrinking prick. "The cum is real, though. It'll stay in you until you decide to release it."

Aztep looked down again, astounded at his friend. What an odd thing to do... what a deliciously odd thing... He suddenly had a Zorua next to him. The hands released him, and the weight of the bulging sheath made him collapse to one side. Again, the two looked at each other, panting slightly, and pleasured beyond belief.

"Love you..." Zorua said, smiling warmly as he took Aztep's scarf and smelled it.

"L-love you too..." Aztep looked down at his sheath, bulging. "A-are... is it still sh..."

"Mhmm..." Zorua shivered and nodded.

"You're still inside of me?"

A nod.

"Still shooting?"

Another nod.

Aztep grinned, giving the Pokemon a small lick on his snout.

. . .

Hello! I hoped you enjoyed reading! This story was written for my wonderful bf, Aztep, who supplied the art for this story, as well as some other previous stories. If you wanna see what I'm working on now, why not join my discord? You can read stuff as I write it, talk with a whole bunch of like-minded individuals, and, eventually, offer your ideas for future suggestions! Link is down below!

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