FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

What is a man? Aside from the difference in build between humans and synthetics, intelligence and a simple will to live are still somewhat similar. Yet only one of those two things is to be an ultimate creator, therefore a bearer of all the laws, bending morality for own purpose. But what if the synthetics were left alone?

*****

"What is my purpose?"

The words had barely anything unnatural in them, almost perfectly imitating the authentic voice. Yet the synthetic creature couldn't be a genuine Lopunny, a bunny-like Pokemon with ridiculously long, fluffy ears, covering most of its petite body. She repeated those words over and over to a human female lying in the pile of ashes.

But it wasn't human.

The confused robot did not know what was going on around it, not having enough data about actions that only real people would understand - war. Sounds of explosions erupted in the valley, which shook the entire island where she was currently located. Was it fear that she felt for the first time?

This island was one of the three primary hubs with the largest robot-doll factories, from synthetic humans to Pokemon, Digimon, and a lot of other, different franchises. But when in unknown circumstances they were abandoned, the hell broke loose.

An outside observer would have thought that different dolls fought each other because of their looks and origin, but quickly enough, it was one gigantic free-for-all, but genuine and probably even worse than actual human wars. Because how you can be diplomatic if everyone is craving fake blood?

"What is my purpose?"

A clear liquid dripped down Lopunny's eyes. After initiating protocol, imitating sadness. Some clients liked when their sex doll cried during intercourse, so the creators added that feature with no remorse. And it was one of many questionable additions.

Her eyes opened wide in the realization that she was talking to a robot, just like her, ignoring the fact it couldn't be alive or even able to respond. Disoriented, she stood up and resumed looking for answers, ignoring the pure chaos around her.

"Fucking die, you slut!"

Before she could react, bunny Pokemon was a witness to another fight, where two undefined dolls jumped to each other throats, using nothing but their bare hands. She didn't understand the pure. hatred in their eyes and voice, wanting nothing more but the demise of the other, causing gruesome pain that they could feel because of the creators and their programming.

She couldn't bear watching when two similar specimens were tearing one another, spewing blood-like liquid all over their faces, ripping out their fingers with ease. Lopunny would throw up, if only she were a model able to do it.

The Pokemon sex doll went uphill while her massive ears scrape the dirt below, adding to her already pathetic appearance. But when she finally arrived at the top, she immediately covered her mouth in shock. It was much worse than she thought.

All four factories in each corner of the island, except one, seemed to be unscathed and left alone from the fighting dolls. The last one, however, was engulfed in gargantuan fire, forming black clouds of smoke above, spreading through the sky from its direction, partially blocking the sun from their view. Piles of bodies were literally on every step, while the remaining robots were fighting for survival. There couldn't be a true victor of this hell, even if they'll be alive.

Lopunny knew she couldn't fight, especially against the larger and stronger dolls, upset about the fact that she had to be so petite. But before her departure, her gaze was locked with one other's, another human sex doll.

Pokemon noticed something different about that robot. Instead of the usual arm, a smooth and thin cannon was attached to her shoulder, aimed directly at her. And with no insults, a war cry, or even a simple apology, the other doll took a shot.

The first bullet tore her arm off completely off the joint, landing several feet from her with a faint thud, spreading red fluid all over the ashes, soaking it within seconds. Two other bullets pierced her thigh and stomach, making her body collapse on the ground. Rapidly losing power, she could barely open her eyes.

"What is... my... purpose?"

*****

"Trash."

Metallic sounds of scraping something sharp through the hardware could cause goosebumps in any organic creature in the radius. But there weren't any.

"Trash again."

Lopunny, while still somewhat conscious, couldn't have any clear thoughts due to low power. Her eyes were red, filled with rapidly scrolling diagnostic through tiny screens, trying to shut her down and reboot. But every try ended up in failure.

"And what's this? Hey, come closer. Maybe her tits can be scavenged, hm?"

Two sex dolls approached the other robot, scanning the convulsing body carefully, and judging any good parts left in her. A short Sneasel, cat, and weasel hybrid, standing next to Scizor, an arthropod pokemon with a red, scaly body and gigantic pincers for arms and quite long, insect wings behind her.

"Come on, girl. Talk to me." Sneasel said, attaching a battery to her wires, lying loose out of her stomach. The short Pokemon tried her best to cause a short circuit, hoping to restart the almost-destroyed doll.

The limbless elf girl stopped convulsing, starting a reboot immediately. Her eyes were life-like again, although quite empty, with no soul behind them.

"How may I-- may I s-s-serve? Woooo-w, you're so h-h-h-handsome."

"You had one job with rebooting her. Now she's back to her factory settings. Let's just scrap her breasts and move along..." the Scizor said, seeming to have more authority over these two. The other pokemon shrugged, using her incredibly long and sharp talons to cut through the silicon like warm butter. Her expression looked sinister, especially for a non-organic. It wasn't just for survival, she enjoyed it. Besides, why they needed fake mammary glands in the first place?

"Uh-huh. Look at this. Someone was lucky with their hardware. An arm cannon. We'll have to take them down as well if we want to leave this cursed island."

"We've talked about this and your dreaming. First, we need to find a safe place and built a shelter. And we'll stay here forever anyway."

"Pssh, whatever..."

The Scizor scanned Lopunny's body carefully, rubbing the holes with her thick claws. Judging by her smirk, she was impressed by the work of the bullets.

"Perfect shapes of the holes. Her arm had no chance, but the tearing is so smooth, it could be possible to re-attach another arm. Maybe even the cannon if we find one."

"What are you mumbling about there?" The Sneasel threw the fake breasts into her peculiar satchel, coming closer. Her container was made of other synthetics, mostly the soft parts, but it was possible to a see few hands and an entire arm, fused to work as some sort of bag.

"I say that we can use the third one. But let's not jump to the conclusions. Let's check her first and see if her brain can be rebuilt to our liking. Not like the little elf there with only a few lines." She said in disgust, feeling vastly superior to what she had herself in her programming.

The Lopunny could hear every other word, but even then not compute their meaning. Through the command lines in her screens, she barely saw the two moving creatures approaching her collapsed body.

"You're incredibly beautiful and sexy, bunny girl. I can't wait to use you before we decide if you're good enough to be one of us. Now, don't scream. It will hurt just a bit. Alright, where's my battery--"

The Sneasel removed the sturdy object from her satchel, placing it on the ground, before rubbing the cords against each other, producing a lot of sparks. She smirked, seeing how powerful it might be, after using it on the currently clueless doll.

The bunny's wires were exposed, visible through her stomach area, resembling humanoid guts. Even if it was just a machine, this view could probably make a lot of humans hurl. But the short pokemon doll enjoyed Lopunny's current state, so helpless and defeated.

She found the cords that were leading to her 'heart', a central computer to be exact. It had all the data and electronics for her to function properly. There was still a slight chance that the battery can fry the heart completely and she would end up as spare parts. But Sneasel had to take a risk.

"What's the hold-up?" The other pokemon said, looking around for any kind of movement. They were exposed, quite weak against an ambush. But the crucial battle was over, although there was still competitive scavenger walking around, ready to fight for their loot.

"Just wait up a little. I don't know, molest another doll or something. Or jerk off. Whatever..." the Sneasel snapped, not liking to be interrupted. Just like she feared, the wires couldn't fit the battery. But she had the tools to avoid the issue, forcefully fusing the end.

"It will be rough and a chance for frying that little bitch will be higher, but I don't have time to be fancy..." she grunted mostly to herself. She eventually released the torrent of electricity, watching the potential fireworks happen.

The sparks immediately crackled through every exposed inch of Lopunny's armor, making her body violently shake, although not making any sound just yet, suddenly shutting down.

"Alright, just a few more moments. Now or never..." the short doll murmured, hoping for the best. The electronic bunny's eyes opened, shining brightly blue, before turning white with red pupils. Her body kept convulsing, releasing fluids out of both of the orifices between her legs. The poor, exhausted bunny suddenly screamed, releasing a foul smell of burning metal.

"Shut it down. Now, damn it, or she will explode!" The Scizor approached, after smelling that powerful smell.

"Just a few seconds. Almost there..."

While the spark continued to appear, it didn't turn to even the smallest fire, although the overly desirable parts could melt in any minute now. Eventually, Lopunny regained consciousness.

"It hurts! It huuurts!"

"Now! Come on, it's too early for that kind of fun..." The Scizor placed her claw around Sneasel's shoulder, holding it with a firm grasp. The weasel-like pokemon sighed, removing the wires from the battery.

The short pokemon took the cords and placed them in bunny's stomach, quickly reattaching them with her batteries inside her. It was too small and weak to perform a such violent reboot, but it was enough to power her daily.

"Close her up so we'll not have to see her guts all the time." The tall bug said while the other doll shrugged, knowing what was supposed to do. The shorter girl used a soldering iron to see the bent armor in the stomach area back in place.

Both of them stared at the repaired bunny, trying to be patient, knowing it was a rough wake-up. There was still some risk that she lost recent memories. Maybe even most of them.

"Who... who are you?" The Lopunny finally said, looking at two of her rescuers. But after looking at the peculiar container made of doll parts, she immediately panics.

"Are you here to kill me?"

The Sneasel sighed, noticing it was all the thanks she got from that doll. The bug doll stepped in, having better social skills than her shorter and feist partner.

"What do you think? We've just fused your cute body back together. Of course, we could use some repayment, but we're not here to cause you any harm."

The Sneasel snorted, looking away. That is rich, she thought.

"Not any unnecessary harm..." the Scizor grasped their partner's arm, looking at her coldly, like a scolding mother. She then returned her gaze towards the still clueless bunny. "Since we're all dolls made for sexual pleasure, we want only that. Yes, sometimes we go rough, but without unnecessary cruelty."

The shorter doll nodded, now understanding what more intelligent pokemon meant by that. But she couldn't help herself but stare at the bunny's now mostly repaired, but completely naked, body.

The engineers who made here were not only talented, by also had an artist's spark, the same one that ancient artisans had when making beautiful, lifelike statues out of marble. Or they were just a bunch of perverts who knew what they wanted for themselves.

Indeed, Lopunny's breasts weren't too big, being between B and C cups with perky nipples on each of them. The wide hips protruded quite a lot, contrasting with a thin waist. Her buttocks looked quite soft as well, although made of metal, under squishy material. A tuft of fake hair adorned Lopunny's abdomen, just above the silicon pussy and rather big clit.

The Sneasel loved what she saw, wanting to play with that doll immediately.

"You want to have sexual intercourse with me? But... none of you have a penis, I'm afraid..." the bunny finally said, looking at both female dolls, with lack of any phallic equipment between their legs.

"Oh, come on. Alright, it will take a moment..." the Sneasel took a mobile computer out of her container, before forcefully taking a USB cable, hidden in bunny's arm. All the dolls had such wire, being able to be reprogrammed in no time.

Lopunny had no strength to fight back, watching other shorted dolls mashing the keys so fast, she feared it will damage the device.

"Alright, here we are. Hm..." the Sneasel frowned, not liking what she saw.

"What is it?" Scizor approached her, looking at the screen, despite being less experienced in that kind of work.

"Most of the functions are under the main admin password. I only have the same access as other engineers. Strange, like she is a custom-made doll or something. More reasons to keep her..." she gave out a mischievous chuckle, glancing back at the bunny.

"Alright, here we go. While I couldn't change her preferences about rough sex and pain, at least she will like the pussy much more from now on..."

Lopunny gave them a puzzled look, completely confused about this whole situation. She couldn't comprehend that someone with a few clicks of the keys could change what they made her for. She likes cocks and always will--

Suddenly, while looking at the doll's exposed body, she felt something strange in her electronics. The temperature rose slightly, making her cheeks warmer in a fake, forced blush. The sight of their perked-up bosoms and visible pussies made her produce more fluids, making her robotic, moist, and relaxed.

"Finally, we're home..." the Sneasel couldn't help but to notice how flushed the bunny was, even if it was involuntary. Her mind raced, thinking about all the possibilities, how to use that doll before deciding on what to do next on this wretched island.

"Let's take her to the shelter. We were exposed here for far too long."

The Sneasel nodded, watching the taller and stronger bug carefully pick up the bunny from the ground before finally departing from the battlefield. While they walked, the still convulsing, almost destroyed carcass of a doll spat last words.

"I li-li-like your... your... cock..." before she went silent forever.

*****

"It's not much, but at least it will not rain on our heads. Especially since the acid rains formed."

Their home resembled a typical container that was used to ship the dolls around the globe, although made of scraps and some parts that were roughly fused. A metallic rectangle with little to no furniture inside. Just some metallic objects resembling chairs and a rather wobbly looking table.

But it wasn't all of that. In the dark corner, a corpse of a Raichu robot lay in silence, apparently shut down. But Lopunny didn't notice that just yet. While they had an obvious skeleton in their closet, they treated the new doll like a friend.

The bug-like pokemon dropped the bunny doll on the ground before taking a seat. While she didn't feel any tiredness, the tall doll gave her partners a free opportunity to start whatever she had in mind.

Indeed, seeing Scizor just walking away, Sneasel didn't want to waste any more time, wanting to try that new doll out. With a mischievous smirk, the short doll immediately pulled on the bunny's nipple, tugging on it roughly. The fake nub stretched out, starting a pain protocol. The bunny groaned, immediately feeling a bit of joy afterward, making the nipple harden.

"Oh, interesting. She is programmed to enjoy it. Good to know..." the weasel-like doll showed an enormous set of sharp teeth, before sticking oh her claws inside her wet cunt.

"Listen up, slut. You're mine now and you'll do what we want. Got it?" With her free hand, Sneasel grasped the bunny's cheeks, forcing her mouth to open. With little to no warning, she suddenly spat fake saliva down into it.

"Now swallow it, like the good girl you are." The Sneasel barked at her, covering the bunny's mouth. The doll started at the captor in pure confusion with her wide eyes, but eventually complied with her demand.

"You have fun with her. I'll see if that fat nympho still produces the fem cum..." the bug pokemon said, standing up from the chair-like pile of garbage, and walking towards the corner.

While still pinned by shorter and stronger Pokemon, not believing her own eyes. She watched Scizor picking up the lifeless, naked carcass, limping over her broad arms and pincers.

"She's bricked, but still kinda alive. That doll can't think for herself, but the body itself works, reacting to touch." She said it mostly to herself, not directing it to either of the other perfectly working dolls.

The naked Raichu convulsed in her arms, right before losing even that shred of life, somehow still warm. Soft, buzzing sounds came out under her armor.

"Don't mind that. She was like that when we found her. Now, kiss me..."

The Sneasel smirked, forcing Lopunny to watch that display, where bug pokemon lowered her head, kissing the unconscious robot, grasping one of her breasts with a pincer, roughly squeezing the already swollen nipple.

"You like that? Want to be used like the slut over there? We can arrange that..." the short doll whispered, rubbing bunny's soft bosom. The long-eared doll did not know what to think or feel. It was all so bizarre, like straight out of a grotesque horror movie. Not like she saw a single one.

The taller robot kept playing, suddenly spreading the worn-off labia, forcefully getting inside, and penetrating it roughly. Lopunny couldn't help herself but gasp audibly, while her nipples hardened visibly, just like her round clit. It wasn't even her own doing, but the special protocols inside her programming.

"Someone's getting excited. Let's see..." the Sneasel climbed on top of the bunny, crawling towards the spread legs, while her abdomen was now teaching her head. The bunny had now a perfect view of Sneasel's moist, pink pussy, leaking warm fluids.

"Ah, awesome. Just like I like it..." the short girl rubbed the hard, pulsating pearl-like nub. "What are you staring at for? Stop being lazy and use your tongue already. Or do you want me to cut it off for you?"

Lopunny panicked, not wanting to lose her precious organ, pulling it out and placing it against Sneasel's soft petals. A long moan escaped her lips, not only enjoying the taste but also the feeling coming out of the pleasured clit.

Scizor wasn't getting bored as well, molesting the still-warm corpse, before forcing the limp hand and using it like a sex toy, shoving it down her orifice, spreading and stretching it wide, groaning happily.

"Now that's more like it. I needed that..." the bug exclaimed, leaking fluids past her labia. The lifeless doll couldn't say the same, for obvious reasons.

"Harder, dammit. I want to feel your whole tongue, down my fucking womb!" The inpatient Sneasel wiggled her rather flat butt, trying to shove her hips towards the slowly licking tongue. With little to no warning, the short pokemon shoved an entire claw down the silicon tunnel, covering herself with moistness.

The bunny whimpered, feeling to be close to the first climax this day after so long a time of being touched by the testers. With all of her remaining might, she shoved an entire tasting organ down the other pokemon's snatch, even getting to the entrance of the fake womb. While its purpose was vague, some clients liked to kiss it with the tips of their cocks.

"Fuck! Jackpot! " The Sneasel screamed, suddenly crushing bunny's clit with her other claw, but luckily only leaving a few scratches because of the powerful material which made that love button.

She sprayed the unexpecting bunny with a hot liquid coming out of a tiny, protruding hole in her pussy, practically showering her face with it. Sneasel took a few deep breaths, trying to calm down from the sudden increase in temperature and pulse. Even the dolls felt some kind of adrenaline, making them more like humans.

"Damn... I needed that. But don't think I'll go easy on you..." she removed her hand from Lopunny's pussy with a loud pop, before eventually standing up, still excited, warm, and moist.

"You've missed a lot, girl. But I see you're quite busy as well." She said towards the Scizor.

That was true. Stronger pokemon was so fixated on her pleasure, she completely ignored the other pair, somehow preferring the carcass instead of the doll still in good condition. The bug kept shoving the entirety of her wide pincer inside the moist cunt, while using the other one to guide the doll's body. The limp arm used like a dildo reached deep into the bug's cloaca.

"Just a minute. Almost... there..."

Finally, Scizor squirted out a plethora of transparent juices below her legs, still holding the doll with a single arm, convulsing in powerful pleasure. They could see her perked-up breasts, begging to be roughly tugged. Her body tensed up on the shaky legs, before dropping the doll. The bug collapsed on the chair, releasing sounds of crushed-up aluminum.

"It was a long, hard day. We could get ourselves killed, you know? Or worse, used like that Raichu over there by some perverts..."

"You mean, like us?" The Sneasel asked, raising her brow. The bug gave her a long, upset look.

"Yeah... just like us..."

They looked at the ground in silence, before Sneasel eventually crawled off bunny's body, stretching out her limbs and spine afterward.

"Let's not think about it that much. We still have a few things to finish here. Whose turn is it this time? Mine or yours?"

"I was branding the last time so I can leave that pleasure to you..." the Scizor smiled, still recovering from the torrent of pleasure. The Sneasel clapped her claws together excitedly.

"Perfect! I'll prepare the tools!"

Bunny kept lying on the hard, cold ground while giving both of the dolls a confused look. Branding? Tools? What was going on? But the short robot already took out a soldering iron and some kind of badge made of cold metal. It had a perfectly spherical shape, with an unknown symbol inside it. An insect wing crossed with a long claw.

"That's our stamp! If you want to be one of us, you need to have our symbol on your cute, plump ass!"

The Lopunny's eyes widened in fear, her hands digging to the ground. She eventually pushed herself towards the shelter's entrance. The rough sex was one thing, even the forced swallow of the saliva, but this was certainly too much.

"Woah, there. Where do you think you're going, huh?" The Sneasel pinned down her fuzzy legs, while Scizor stood up, crossing her broad arms right under the plump heavy breasts like a bouncer making sure that no one goes through that doorway.

"Hold her in place, would you? I need to warm this up first." The short pokemon said while the other complied, using her strong pincers to clutch them around the fluffy legs. The bunny tried to wiggle out, but there was absolutely no way of escape from that evil smirking insect. Even the sight of hanging low breasts didn't calm her down.

The Sneasel hummed an unknown song while using the hot iron against the metallic symbol, which changed color from pure black to bright red. It resonated with warmth, sizzling audibly.

"That should be more than enough. We don't want to damage that soft, plump ass." The bug said, having no problem with pinning the body down.

"Oh, maybe just a little. Pain didn't kill anyone. Flip her over and I'll take care of it." The other pokemon put down the tool, holding scorching metal with a fireproof claw. The insect swiftly grasped the bunny by her waist, changing her position completely, exposing two buttcheeks to them with a glimpse of her still moist, soft labia.

"Do your worst." Scizor said, holding Lopunny's thighs. The doll tried to crawl her way out, even if that meant losing her body from the waist down. The weasel-like doll shook her head, slowly approaching with the branding item.

She fixated her eyes on that perfect little tush, eventually placing the flesh-burning metal, easily sinking in her fluff, getting to the skin. The doll let out an unnatural scream, half-feral and half-electronic, glitching out. The insect's eyes widened in fear.

"Just don't brick her now. I don't want to look for another Lopunny."

"Don't worry. I got it..." the short doll was collected, staring at the smoke coming out of her ass cheek. She quickly removed the branding tool, leaving a dark mark on her rump.

"Hm, perfect. Good job." The Sneasel gave a nod of approval, while the other doll shrugged, already knowing about her perfect skills.

Lopunny kept wailing, screaming in pain. While it was partially gone, other dolls noticed something unusual, but exciting at the same time.

"Did she just wet herself? Damn, girl. You're screaming like we were flaying your skin, but you enjoyed that, you little slut...." the Sneasel cackled, loving the view of the bunny, squirting juices and wetting the ground.

Scizor murmured, pleasuring herself by touching her nipples and clit, staring at the bunny's wiggling body. Sneasel chuckled, having yet another idea, turning on the soldering iron once more.

"I think one brand is enough, don't you think?"

"Oh, that's for something else. She needs to make sure of what she is. I'll show you what I mean."

The insect gave a worried look, but was curious at the same time. The doll flipped the bunny over who was too weak to move, completely submitting to violent pokemon. She couldn't help herself but chuckle, lowering the iron towards one of her breasts, and writing something on it. Both of the captors enjoyed the bunny's now softer screams.

"What does it say?" Scizor asked, but the other doll ignored her for now, too fixated on her work. Soon enough, the word 'slut' could be seen. The insect gasped, clearly impressed.

"Wonderful. Could you write 'cum dumpster' above her fat clit?"

The Sneasel nodded, caught in the moment, like an artist holding a brush, using bunny like an empty canvas. Soon enough, it scorched another writing through the fur.

Other words appeared afterward, during long, painful minutes. 'Fill me, 'use this hole', 'worthless', and other humiliating terms. In addition, a few arrows were leading to the bunny's orifices. And a picture of a heart with few swirly lines. A so-called 'womb tattoo to boost fertility.

The panting bunny couldn't bare any more of that pain, sweating hard and wetting her fur. It wasn't really by any means, just a cooling liquid so the fur or skin wouldn't get more damaged. Not like the other dolls didn't try their best.

"Now you're one of us. Well... almost..." the Sneasel chuckled.

Lopunny gasped with sheer horror inside her eyes. Was there something else?

"While I can't change your program, we need to somehow force you to change it by yourself. It's difficult, but not impossible. The masters gave us a shred of free will, but you want that. So... who's your master now?"

The Lopunny didn't exactly understand the question. It was obvious, even for her.

"Hu... humans..." she whispered, before letting out a long gasp when Sneasel tugged hard on her nipple.

"Wrong answer. But we'll teach you obedience. But differently this time." She then turned towards the Scizor. "Lift her. We'll give her a fuck of a lifetime."

Insect's eyes widened, quite impressed by the shorter doll's change of electronic heart. It was unusual and even slightly worrying. Was she still the same Sneasel she knew?

"Don't give me that look. We already used the stick, so now there's time for a carrot. Lift her, I said. I'll take her mouth. You can do what you want. Just no torture this time."

Still surprised at how wise the weasel-like pokemon become, the insect lifted the bunny by her waist, letting her limbs limp below, bending backward and exposing her plump tits.

Sneasel stood against her tiny, pink nose, before spreading her cunt and showing off the tiny but needy clit. She rubbed it against her soft lips.

"Lick it, slut. That's what it says on your body, after all." She said while Lopunny had no other option but to use her tongue, staring upside down at the doll's wet junk. Her tasting organ swirled around the small nub before getting past the labia and deeper inside the already-prepared tunnel.

The insect has few options on how to proceed. She could either slap her plump thighs against her audibly, but without a dick, it could prove difficult to be satisfying enough. Although their clit was big enough to at least try that out. While still holding the lower part of her body, the insect smacked her lower lips against the bunny's, groaning in glee.

The bunny kept moaning loudly and while humiliated and tortured beforehand, she still somewhat enjoyed this moment of genuine love and pleasure. Her clit twitched against insects, continuing to make them wet.

"That's right. Keep going. There's a pot of gold under that rainbow. Just keep searching." The Sneasel said, not remembering where she got that sentence from.

Feeling that it wasn't pleasurable enough, the Scizor kneeled, placing the bunny's legs over their shoulders, still holding the robotic mammal. She stared at the perfect, now gaping pussy with violently twitching clit, begging silently for more. As she promised, the taller pokemon slithered her thin, long tongue inside the entrance, while rubbing the pearl-like nub with her nose, whiffing the powerful scent.

It was certainly too much stimulation for a single bunny, whose limbs twitched visibly while her nub got what it finally deserved, along with the sensitive lips of her pussy. It was practically a painful and pleasurable mix, especially when a short pokemon grasped both of her breasts, squeezing them hard and twisting the hardened nipples.

The Sneasel bit through her silicon lips, while a powerful orgasm went through her body, causing her legs to shake. Not able to hold it in, she released a torrent of feminine juices down Lopunny's throat. The bunny whimpered, squirting extremely hard as well, coating the insect's colossal head with warm liquid.

Breathing heavily, the insect placed the bunny gently on the ground, whose breasts were moving up and down, trying to comprehend what just happened.

She stared at the ceiling when two heads of other dolls blocked the view.

"Who are your masters? Slut?"

Lopunny slowly calmed down, staring back at Sneasel, trying her best to give the right answer. Was that even possible?

"Hu... hu... hu... " she started, stuttering hard. Then suddenly, the color of her pupils changed from red to magenta. "You. You are my mistresses."