FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

DISCLAIMER: The beginning to middle of this story contains creepy dialogue. If this disturbs you, it's recommended to not read further.

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Bellic Street. A small stretch of road spilling further out into the city on each end, though for its centrality and nearby location to the piers and carnivals of Centrico, it lay desolate at this time of night, glass shattered with the silence, yelling and whispering muffled over the busy bustle of cars, buses, and trams traveling from point A to B. The flickering lighting would occasionally be outshined by car headlights hastily driving down the street before vanishing back into the neon richness south of the street. Though for some of the city's unscrupulous population, Bellic Street was a popular visit, especially this late at night.

"Hey there, lady. Hey!" A Sableye, dressed in a pink shirt and denim jeans lurched out from within the alleyway, his slouched stature reached out to Jenny with its right hand, what seemed like a wave clamped onto the Eevee's right arm, his gem eyes lifelessly staring into her living pupils. He was holding a black bag in his left arm, stuffed to the brim with the zip just managing to keep the contents firmly sealed, though there were some odd bulges that protruded from its sides like a tumor, Jenny halted and distanced herself by a few centimeters, his weak grip breaking almost instantly as she did, his voice sounded unnerved and frail, before Jenny, a hunched pokemon stood, awaiting a response.

"Hey..." Jenny weakly greeted the fibers of her being keeping her rooted in her spot, though her mind rang, demanding she gain more distance.

"Hey... what are you doing out here so late?" The Sableye asked, his body jolted slightly, he stammered a step closer, though still out of reach of the squishy normal type. He fixed his position slightly, still in a slight hunch but showing more of himself to the streetlight. He appeared like your regular Sableye, though the gem on his left eye was green instead of the usual blue.

"What's it to you?" Jenny responded in a benign yet cautious manner, The Sableye once more shifted himself to cover more of Jenny's width, spreading his body out the best that he could and mimicking some of Jenny's movements.

"Nothin'! ... Just trying to make small talk... keeping the feeling of isolation at bay... you know?" The Sableye spoke with exaggerated hand gestures, making sure he was constantly shifting himself, locking up with each stammered pause in his speech.

"Yeah, I feel you." Jenny shrugged off, inching back once again, yet the Sableye inched forward with her.

"Hey... you're not from around here, are you?" The Sableye asked another question, his head tilted away from Jenny, staring into a lit apartment on the other side of the street. He then snapped back after his pause, cocking his head in towards Jenny.

"No, I'm from Alola!" Jenny sarcastically retorted, stumbling a few steps back to create more distance from The Sableye's head. He turned to look behind him, then back towards Jenny. A massive, toothy smile curled onto his face.

"HAHAHA!" A small burst of laughter erupted from the Sableye, followed Jenny's stumble backward, he returned to a hunched state after he recovered. "You're funny... you're a real comedian. I knew a comedian once. Funny guy... Came to a rather unfortunate end though."

Then he took a few more steps forward. "But I suppose we all do... Krrrrrk... in the end."

"Uhh... Sure?" Jenny held up both of her hands to her chest, what the Sableye was focusing on, she stepped back as the Sableye continued forward.

Jenny, about to turn and hastily walk away was halted once again by his voice. "Wait! Wait! Wait, miss. Do you ever wonder?" The Sableye quickly closed the distance with quick shambles, his head going up the side of Jenny's head, reaching just shy of her jaw, a small drop of saliva dribbling onto her shirt, his voice adjusted to be quieter. "Do you ever wonder... if humans... encountered you... they'd want to fuck you?"

Jenny's mouth swung open, she stood in shock, waiting for the weight of the words to fully sink in. Her eyes blinked and a shake of her head shook away the paralysis of the statement. "Okay, listen, friend, you're really creeping me out."

"No... it's a creepy question, I know... creepy question. It's just I was curious." He once again impeded Jenny's exit from the conversation, the exaggerated hand and arm movements returning to the scene. "Because maybe that's what makes us similar... to the humans, I mean. Fucking. Because it turns out we don't have souls, and humans stood on two legs like us, and you've got massive milk machines... So maybe it's our sexual compatibility to humans if they still existed, maybe that's Arceus' real gift to us?"

"Uhhh... I'd really like to get back to planet Earth, so I'll see you around." Jenny abruptly stated, turning around and taking a few steps away.

Only to once again be stopped by that same voice. "No, wait. Wait a minute, miss!" Jenny turned around once again, the Sableye had caught up to her, lurching towards her before rebounding back a few steps. "I'm sorry. I'm creepy. I'm a strange guy... I know. Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeerrm."

Jenny watched in silence as he thrust his duffel bag out in front of him, quickly dropping to the ground in front of Jenny.

"Hey, hey do you have a car? Do... Do you have a car?" He asked, in a slight plea.

"Yes, why?" Jenny, reached into her pocket, looking at her gray hatchback in the blur of her focus on the strange Pokemon talking to her.

"Because I have this rather heavy bag and I seriously need a lift. I have money, I can pay you!" The Sableye attempted to lift the bag, managing to heave it up with both arms.

Jenny thought for a second, pausing in place before answering.

"Alright, Alright," Jenny answered apprehensively, walking by the Sableye and towards her car. "Let's go."

"Thanks! I'm Blair, by the way... Blair Adams." Blair clung onto Jenny once more, the newly formed duo walking towards Jenny's car.

"Yes, fine, come on." Jenny briskly blew away the greeting, unlocking the car and getting inside. Blair opened the passenger door, threw his bag into the footwell, and sat in the passenger seat. Jenny brought the car to life and the two began to drive away from Bellic Street.

"Can you take me to the docks in EastCykes?" Blair ordered Jenny. A turn right of the bowling alley, a short few-minute drive through Bayview Drive would eventually lead the car into the Cykes.

"You have a boat to catch? Are you partying? Or are you going somewhere?" Jenny asked Blair, the car turning out from Bellic Street onto Bayview Drive.

"I'm not goin' anywhere, my friends are though," Blair responded with an off-puttingly calm tone. "They're being [i]washed down![/i] EHEHEHEHE!"

"That's a funny joke." Jenny amusingly sighed, Blair's head turned from the road to her.

"Joke? JOKE?! Blair [i]never[/i] jokes. Blair needs to be taken seriously!" Blair snapped, a slight hiss followed his words. "They laughed at him once, they all did, but they can't laugh when they're stuffed inside you. You can't run if you're restrained, can you? That's what Daddy told me, late at night, alone... eeeeeeeeeeeh."

"Hey now, take it easy." Jenny softly spoke, the car exiting Bayview Drive and entering WestCykes through Amber Street, which connected the east and west and their respective exits to each other.

"We're friends, aren't we?" Blair queried with a slight smile. "We can talk to one another... share our deepest darkest secrets."

"Spill your guts." Jenny quipped with a mocking tone, lightly pressing on the gas and pushing against the street's speed limit of 50 km/h.

"Eww. I don't like doin' that... It's smelly." Blair's disgust quickly traded into a chuckle. "I'm kiddin', but isn't the world such a hard place?"

"Tell me about it." Jenny sighed, the car clearing the empty rows of shops through the main route, the gateway to EastCykes slowly coming into view.

"I mean, a girl talks to you, but it turns out she has no interest at all!" Blair whined, throwing his arms into the air, and pressing against the roof. "It turns out she's a bitch! Though a lot of the girlfriends I pick up end up staying with me... in my home."

"You're kind of a strange guy, Blair," Jenny commented, flooring it through the empty junction and entering EastCykes. "Have you ever considered seeing a therapist? I do, for... different reasons."

Jenny turned the car into Exalt Avenue, the westward exit to Cykes dock was just up ahead. She turned an eye to Bair and continued her sentence. "You've got some serious issues."

"My only issue is that I accept the world's shit!" Blair exclaimed, the car rolled into Cykes dock, quickly coming to a halt. Jenny sighed deeply and closed her eyes, the second she opened them, Blair was crawling on her, looking directly into her eyes.

"Wait here for me, friend, special friend, girlfriend... I'm just gonna send my friends on their way!" Blair announced with a small chuckle, effortlessly yanking the bag and scampering out the door, out of the view of the headlights, and into the dark area of the dock.

Compared to Jenny's previous visit, the area was a graveyard, no cars around, just her lone engine bringing life to the area, the shadows of small boats cast on the sparkling waves against the moon brought a unique, humbling aesthetic to the place, unlike any other dock in the city, when it wasn't being used for big yacht parties, the serenity of it brought her back home, to the waves of her hometown, sitting on the boat with her father and a few of her many siblings, not just watching him fish, but talking, learning about the sailing life and that salty tang in the air that'd always bring her back. A tang that traced her to the first steps off the boat on the new, and strange island, in some old worn, and torn clothes. She thought back into the present, a noticeable [i]SPLAAAAASH[/i] signaled Blair's 'send off' similar to that last taste of her parents' fantastic cooking.

Jenny sighed. "Mama, Papa... If only you guys were here with me and realized how crazy this world really is." Jenny pulled on her necklace, removing the everstone it was attached to from between her breasts. On the rear was written: 'We're always with you. - Mam, Pap, and all of your siblings.'

The passenger-side door swung back open, Blair returned onto the passenger seat, no duffel bag insight. "Glad I got rid of that. Wouldn't want to be caught with it, at least not outside of the house - people can be so narrow-minded. Can... can you take me to Buckley?" Jenny reversed out of the dock, driving them out of EastCykes, back onto Amber Street.

"I like Buckley. Lots of nice girls there. It's one of my favorite hunting grounds." Blair spoke, shattering the silence, a small chuckle followed his sentence then the rubbing of his hands.

"Whatever helps you lose the rut, friend," Jenny replied, unamused, stepping on it through the south of Amber Street, bypassing the SouthCykes gate and heading directly into the Buckley gate.

"Mmm, yeah. I like girls." Blair's tongue licked around his mouth. "I like boys too, both are fun in different ways, even in the same way. We're all the same under those layers of fur, pudge, and fluff. Everyone's got the same unwilling yet easily digestible bodies."

"Yeah. You should visit planet Earth sometime." Jenny flippantly remarked, entering the tunnel leading into Buckley.

"Where are you from, a friend of mine? What's your accent?" Blair curiously prodded around Jenny's body as he spoke. "Are you from the South Eastern Islands? Caddia? North Caddia?"

Jenny raised a finger at his third guess. "Hey, you're a smart guy." Her compliment only encouraged further exploration from Blair.

"Blair's smart. Blair's real smart." Blair repeatedly affirmed himself. "They always told him that. Blair, you're smart. Why aren't you more like your father? What are you doing to him, Blair? He didn't misuse the milk machines, Blair! Stop it, Blair! Stop it!"

"Yeah, stop it, Blair. Please." Jenny morosely played along, another elongated sigh breathed out of Jenny's mouth as the car pulled up behind a slow-moving line of cars, all driving into Buckley.

"Hehehehe! Your accent's funny." Blair chuckled into Jenny's shirt.

"Did you know you can hear accents when people scream?" Blair looked up towards Jenny, the light from the tunnels shining in his eyes. "I can tell what burgh people are from just by hearing them scream."

Jenny ignored his constant prodding vocally and physically even while the cars were moving at a slug's pace.

"I've heard enough Fortuna and Cykes accents tonight. 'Oh Arceus, please don't!' Ahehe! I wanna hear some nice, buttery Buckley voices. 'Please don't eat me! He's tastier!' Do.. do you see... that?"

"You're making me very uncomfortable, Blair. I hope you're joking." Jenny adamantly responded, attempting to force Blair off of her.

"I'm sorry, babe. Of course, I'm joking. Do you think I'm weird?" Blair half-heartedly spoke, reluctantly retreating to his seat. "Please. I'm just a no shit kind of guy."

"So, so what's your name, and what d'ya do, huh? Those are perfectly normal questions people ask when they meet new friends!" Blair over-sensibly prodded another question.

"Jenny Roseman. I'm a freelancer of sorts. I just do what I need to in order to get by." Jenny shot a neutral look at Blair as she answered, the car slowly ascending up the tarmac staircase into Buckley.

"That's cryptic." Blair pouted. "Things... seem hard for you."

"You clearly feel that starvation..." Blair whispered under his breath, watching Jenny's exposed belly extend and retract. "Do you hurt other Pokemon, Jenny?"

"Only those who deserve it." Jenny sternly answered.

"I wouldn't want to get in your way, Jenny. I wouldn't want you to get in mine either." Blair coldly responded, yet with the same hyperactive ticks and stammers hallmark of him. He lunged back onto Jenny, right nipple firmly secured in his mouth, albeit covered by her shirt. "Aw, we're good friends now, uh-huh? Special friends. Lovers." He bit the nipple as Jenny pulled the car into a parking spot. Pulling away back onto his seat.

"Here we are... the clinic?! You're still a comedian... very nice jokes..." Eddie noted the green cross and lit interior of the clinic and an advertisement outside for therapy sessions. "Blair's off to hunt for a nice girl, din-dins!"

"Think about getting some help, Blair." Jenny pointed into the dark alleyway on the other side of the street. She turned down, a wad of slightly roughed Sau notes sat in Blair's hand. "You need some issues ironed out."

"Thank you, Jenny. Thank you, friend. I'll see you later, fellow filler of the hunger." Jenny plucked the notes from Blair's hand, and watched him dart into the nearby alleyway, out of sight, but still in mind, waiting...

"Fucker thinks I'm his mom or something, getting all clingy and biting my nipple..." Jenny annotated, stuffing her purse with the money and pulling her bit nipple. "If I see him again, I'm going to give him the tit treatment."

...

"I'm looking for my next paycheck, friend," Jenny called down the handset. It wasn't much later since the dropoff, yet Jenny remained within Buckley, to contact a familiar chiseled voice.

"I have a client with a problem." He responded. "You'll get your usual rate to... assist them with it."

"This one's been elusive, but the client has reported that the objective has been sighted in the Buckley alleyways. Try near the Tierney medical clinic and work your way out from there. Make sure to leave some form of evidence of them being there." [i]cling! beep beep beeeeeep...[/i]

Jenny slammed her head against the payphone. "It's him isn't it?" She mumbled beneath her voice. She dragged herself back into her car and started the engine once more. A loud jingle played on the radio.

[b]Pidgeon News![/b]

[b]More news on the unnamable predator terrorizing the city![/b]

"[i]The unnamable predator who has been leaving workout uniforms and the clothing of other people foolish enough to go out late at night on their own has struck once more, and once more the police force's naming department is stumped! We have Mike Wheatley on the scene."[/i]

"[i]That's right folks, Cykes dock again another scene of a tragedy, the Centrico City police department are trying to make sense of a bag filled with BLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP. Although we know it's associated with a chain of primal behavior committed by our unnamed predator thanks to a note found within the bag that says 'I've struck again! :)' Once again the city asks: Who's next on his menu? Not me! We have an update from lead investigator Dick Bean."[/i]

"[i]Thank Arceus he struck again! I was beginning to lose my media profile. Well, we must recognize that this is a tragedy, but people are still focusing on the wrong things. Until the general public focuses on what matters, we don't have a chance of catching the guy. People are going to have to tell me: do they want the movie to be serious, or have a comic side with canned laughter? Should I have a love interest? What about my partner, we could totally do a LOVE TRIANGLE! People love them! Or do I make it a story about passing the torch? I, the wise lead investigator, fall victim and it's up to my partner and my model love interest to figure it all out? I'm really struggling with my first draft of this screenplay, and people are just going to have to deal with this maniac until it's done.[/i]"

"[i]The people at Eagle Courage defense attorneys at law would like to sponsor this future trial by saying 'Hey, we may defend murderers, but we aggressively point and yell OBJECTION! better than anyone else in the field.' More on this story when Morning on Pidgeon airs at 8. Mike Wheatley, Pidgeon News.[/i]'

[i]This is Pidgeon News![/i]

"[i]Alright, enough of those slimy weasels over at Pidgeon News, let's get back to rockin'! Got an old human-era classic coming up for you, perfect for the current musical trend! Hey baby, you don't know how to say goodbye... and it's really makin' me wanna... Cry.[/i]"

"So it was him..." Jenny murmured, following the main road along the alleyway Blair has scampered off into. She sighed. "Alright Jen, you've made your bed, now lie in it."

She pulled up on the side of a road next to a Caddian takeout, still open for business late at night, yet lacking in clientele, the workers inside fiddling about and attempting to stay busy. Bringing the car to a standstill and turning it off, Jenny exited, locked up, and ran into the dark abyss of the alleyway.

Jenny kept her wits about her as she progressed further through the dungeon-like alleyway, crushing random drops of litter that filled the rushed job of the walkway light from nearby buildings, and the odd lamp here and there barely lit the way ahead, no other Pokemon around her, just the whistling wind and the usual murmurs of the busy city around her. A large area sat ahead, better lit than the alleyway, a hidden intersection between an apartment block, another restaurant, and a corner store, Jenny entered flanked by two large apartment buildings. As Jenny entered the intersection, loud, labored breathing coated her left flank.

Then, a voice. "Hey, there pal, hey! Good to see you again!" Blair, the Sableye appeared more stretched with an extended belly pressing against Jenny's outer thigh.

"Hey." Jenny stepped backward and turned towards Blair, his eyes flickering against the lights and his shirt stretched to its limit, slight churns and gurgles from his belly escaped into Jenny's ears.

Blair extended a finger. "Jenny Roseman, North Caddia's hottest woman!"

Jenny blew off the compliment and responded similarly, "Blair Adams. The human fucker."

"HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE!" Blair squealed out a laugh, clapping his hands and jumping on the spot. "You and that sense of humor. You're quite naughty. Quite, quite naughty."

"Yeah." Jenny huffed, continuing her retreat backward in small, deliberate steps.

"Quite naughty... do you like to get spanked?" Blair turned himself to the side and began tapping on his rear with an open palm. "Like, like that?"

"Excuse you?" Jenny, irritated, demanded elaboration, halting her retreat and stepping forward, imposing her larger figure above Blair's.

"No, nothing silly. I'm just being silly. Silly billy, that's me!" Blair sputtered, flailing his arms in front of him, ineffectively attempting to defuse the situation. "I like it though, I liked it when mommy spanked me, especially after what I did to dad..."

"Fuck off." Jenny continued forward with a stalwart yell. "You're creeping me out."

"No, I don't wanna make you angry Jenny. I don't wanna come off as creepy, it's just my way." Blair's voice strained in his plea, recoiling backward after Jenny's shout.

"Well, your way is not cool." Jenny snapped.

Oh, she did it now.

Blair hunched back down, his hands clenched into fists violently shaking as his growl reached its peak before firing it off into hastening silence. He began babbling which quickly turned into loudly muttering. "NOT COOL? You say Blair's not cool? He doesn't fit 'in' with the 'in-crowd'?!"

Jenny cocked her upper half backward, as Blair's came extremely close to her's. He continued. "Well Mrs. Fitzsimmons, Blair's taken your star son, your prized little shortstop and fucked him in the ass and then swallowed him whole, churned him into ballfat!" Jenny's face drained of color as he spoke. "And your daughter, your sweet little daughter, Mrs. Roth... Blair stuffed her up his ass, and forced her into his intestines, just to see if he could feel her squirms! And you know what?! He couldn't... he-he couldn't..."

A flabbergasted Jenny could only let his statement ring hollow as he retracted from Jenny's head and babbled again for a few seconds. She could only tell him the first thing that came to mind. "You should get laid or something."

Blair quickly fired back a response. "Oooh, I just did! A little matriarch down by the park." He hissed, throwing his right arm behind his back. "But you know what, beautiful? I've got a hunger tonight that can't be [i]sated![/i] COME HERE!" From behind his back, his arm reemerged with a shadowy claw. Jenny leaped backward as he slashed, the tip of her chest phased through the claw, no injury incurred whatsoever. Jenny fell on her rear, quickly recovering back to her feet.

"Did someone forget that ghost-type moves don't affect normal types like me?" Jenny teased, preparing for Blair's next attack.

"Grrrr... dammit! BORIS!" On the beat with Blair's yell, Jenny tackled him, forcing him onto the ground. Blair's toothy grin curled on his face once more. Jenny's lips glowed pink, her head dipped down, pressing onto his cheek, Blair felt his energy transfer from his body culminating into one glowing orb on his face which transferred from his body into Jenny's. His consciousness quickly slipped, but his call for help still rang through the alleyway. Jenny looked up, above her on a building stood a tall, shadowy figure, two red eyes honed in on her and a large yellow grin spread across its face. The moonlight highlighted his edges, making him out to be a Banette.

Without a single word, he flipped off the top of the building, landing on the ground in front of her. Jenny rose up to meet the new opponent. In his hand materialized an orb. The red top met a large black line in the middle which divided it from the white base, the dividing line flanked a white button in the middle of the sphere about the size of an apple. Boris threw the orb at Jenny, who hastily dodged to the right, the ball cut through the air at high speed, crashing into the wall behind Jenny and crashing to the floor with an audible [i]Clack! Clack![/i]

[i]What was that thing?[/i] Jenny looked at the sphere sitting on the concrete before looking back at Boris. [i]I've never seen that in my life...[/i]

A large, purple ball of concentrated energy formed between Boris' hand, he gripped it in his left and launched it out towards Jenny, spiriting towards her jaw. Jenny's teeth began to glow, a shadowy haze between her fangs. She clamped down on the ball, completely unaffected she charged towards Boris, her eyes slammed shut and kicking off into him, after a few seconds she fully clamped down on the ball, igniting the shadowy bomb right into Boris' chest. [i]BOOOOOMF![/i] Boris was sent torpedoing towards the building he hopped from, he grabbed onto the wall at the last second, breaking his speed at some cost to himself. Jenny seized the moment to continue her assault and close the file. The hazy darkness in her jaw retaining as she pressed forward, she locked Boris between a wall and a soft place, she sank her teeth into his neck, injecting it with the dark energy stored between her teeth, Boris reeled from the attack, another larger crimson ball appeared above the two, all resistance and struggling from Boris quickly ceased, falling to the ground immediately upon the shadow of the ball being cast upon Jenny, which had also conveniently vanished.

"You almost had me in a sweat there." Jenny sighed, pulling Boris over next to Blair. "I guess you two creeps weren't prepared for a normal type..."

Jenny began undressing Blair, his shirt and jeans easily removed thanks to the mound of churning fat hemorrhaging from his stomach, only requiring slight intervention from Jenny in order for them to slide off. The shadowy figure, Boris, wore a dark cloak with a gold lining around the edges of it, easily removed by undoing a knot in the middle tying both sides of the fabric together. Pulling it back revealed his shirtless underbody with a pair of black chinos guarding his legs held up with a belt, on the right side of the belt, Jenny found more of those mysterious balls. Some had different colors, like a blue one with two red spines extending on the top. A black ball with a big yellow 'n' painted onto it and a purple ball, decorated with a massive M flanked by two lighter purple half circles placed on the edges of the ball. the other three were the similar kind that was thrown at Jenny. She carefully removed each ball from the belt, placing them on the floor, the buttons facing towards the sky.

"Well, I'm a girl of my word..." Jenny hummed, she removed her purple crop top, in which the fabric bonds holding her chest fur in place was removed, spreading out and covering a wider area around her breasts, it worked well as a makeshift bra, which Jenny removed her's matching the color of her shirt and dumping them both on the balls. "You two be going wild if you were conscious of this..."

Using her arms, Jenny hooked the unconscious Blair and his associate into a fireman's carry, then thrusting them forward onto her breasts, Blair's head only managing to reach the beginnings of her curves, but Boris managed to reach her nipple. Like a rope, Jenny funneled Blair further down to match the area that Boris covered, both now resting on the tips of her nips. She pressed her index fingers into each nipple, digging into them, then she hooked her thumbs into her nipples, stretching them [i]schllluck![/i]. Then, she retracted her arms, her nipples wide enough to incorporate Blair's right ear in her left breast and Boris' ribbon that extended from the back of his head. Jenny restructured her grip, with a [i]thip![/i] Jenny removed her index fingers and thumbs, allowing her nipples to seize the parts that had already entered inside. Lowering her fireman's carry, she used her freed hands to support the legs, gradually lowering them beneath her breasts.

[i]schluuuuurp![/i]

"O-oh, [i]Arceus![/i]" Jenny moaned, thrusting the two further into her breasts, her nipple widening and strengthening its clutch, Jenny's sensitive breasts shot its jittering spikes all over her body. As the bulk of their heads made their entrance, a milky river welcomed them with a few droplets managing to find their way around the anatomy and leaving the nipple, running down the radius of her orbs, leaving her fur unstained, yet wet. They hung to the bottoms of her bosom, swaying in the air for a few moments before dripping down onto Jenny's belly, forced off by another heave, their heads making an eventful entrance into her Breasts. "O-o-oh f-f-fuck... It's like starting h-h-h-hormones all o-over again..."

[i]Scchhhhhhhpluuck![/i] [i]Schhhhhlip![/i]

Jenny's nipples tensed against the cold night's breeze, clenching, the holes shrinking as they latched onto Blair and Boris' necks. Hastily slurping them into her chest like short, stubby noodles. Adjusting themselves to widen as their broad shoulders and chests were thrust inside, Jenny's hands helped the two morsels wade through the sea of milk, which spurted out in different amounts with the altering nipple holes, covering Jenny's shorts and legs.

[i]Spluuuck![/i] [b]"Ah-aaaaaahh! Ahahaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"[/b]

Jenny's howls of pleasure overlapped the intense sucking of her breasts with another offensive push and a [i]SCLHUUKKKK![/i] her hungry nipples vacuumed in their upper and lower torsos. Jenny's body quaked the Sharp air piercing into her loose nipples trying to readjust themselves to grasp onto their legs, Jenny, however, finished them off with a brief [i]SHOVE![/i] fully stuffing them inside her breasts, another large spurt of milk coating her hands. She sat on the cold concrete ground.

"I-I-I did it..." She gasped, the weight the both of them sagging down her usually perky breasts. Her nipples tensed, shooting pins and needles all over her body.

[i]gwoooooorg![/i]

Although Jenny fed her breasts, one part of her body wasn't happy with its lack of attention...

Jenny puffed and panted, she placed one hand on her belly talking to it. "That's right, I haven't fed you yet haven't I?" Jenny pulled her clothes from the balls, her pupils dilating at the sight of something that might satisfy her stomach, even just until her breasts were done processing Blair and Boris... "Maybe you guys are like little balls of candy..."

Jenny hastily snatched them all from the ground, holding them against her chest. Then she saw a leather book peeking out from Boris' cloak. She thrust herself out towards it, barely managing to hold it between her index and middle finger, flipping it into the air and catching it in her arm-basket. Then, using her mouth, she flipped it open.

On the first double page was a poorly scribed drawing titled [i]The Pokèball.[/i] In the drawing, a sloppy drawing of Boris was seen throwing one of these balls at a female Lucario, the ball was open, a beam shooting out of it and into the Lucario. A line was drawn on the ball, reading: 'Ancient technology utilized by Humans. Used for the holding and transport of Pokémon. Pokémon is released from the ball by the button.' another line was drawn on the beam. 'Beam somehow turns Pokémon into data and stuffs them inside the ball, harder for weaker Pokémon to escape.' At the bottom of the drawing, a note was written in large bold letters. 'NOTE: POKÈBALLS CAN BE INGESTED WITH THE POKÉMON BEING RELEASED INSIDE THE BELLY FOR EASY DEVOURING. FOR THE LAST TIME BLAIR, STOP EATING MY EXPERIMENTS. THAT WAS A ONE-TIME THING.'

"So these things hold, Pokémon?" Jenny commented, looking at the blue and red orb in her hand. "So that Boris guy was trying to put me in one of those?"

Jenny shrugged and spoke with a smirk. "I don't think anyone will miss you guys..."

Jenny opened her maw, holding the blue ball between the top and bottom of her jaw, her tongue rolled out licking the bottom of the ball she then let go, depositing the ball inside her maw, it rolled down like a pinball, bushing her tonsil to the side with Jenny's gulp, a ball-shaped bulge formed in her throat slowly descending the fleshy chute and vanishing into her chest. A few seconds later, Jenny could feel something bobbing around in her belly, as it drifted to the edge of her stomach, she grabbed onto the small bulge it created, feeling around for something she could press down on. Her thumb slid over the button located on the center of the ball, pressing it down. Suddenly, something released from inside, stretching her stomach bulge out... slightly. Seemed the Pokemon in this ball was a bit too thin to properly satisfy this hunger...

Alright, second ball. It might not be the hole plugger she was looking for but it could help. [i]Ulp![/i] it vanished down her gullet without much thought, though whatever morsel was already down there caused enough struggle to release the next Pokemon without any intervention from Jenny. Though the next Pokemon was slightly more plump than the previous... or was it just that two pokemon of similar stature would take up more space than one? [i]GRRRGLLLL![/i] Whatever. She still needed more.

Now, the elusive Mball! As Jenny swallowed, she licked the sides with her tongue. Nope, those two half-spheres weren't taste amplifiers it seems. Jenny allowed the ball to roughly drag down through her throat, joining the other unknown Pokemon in the acidic struggling pit. The next competitor quickly released from its confines... or was it? Jenny felt something emerge, that's for sure. It just felt... smaller than the others, effortlessly pressed to the bottom of her gurgling gut.

"What's the point of doing this slowly?" Jenny huffed, her gut sending packets of dissatisfaction and hunger pangs to her mind. "The rest all goes in at once!" Jenny grabbed the remaining three similar red and white balls, holding them in a straight line like a subway sandwich. Her maw widened, as her hands crammed the balls inside her, the first ball entering quickly fell close to sinking into her chest, the second one created a healthy bulge in the middle of her throat, and the last one was barely visible from leaving the bottom of her head.

[i]Gluuuuup![/i]

With a hearty gulp, bringing all the force she could muster into her throat, Jenny forced the three balls down into her belly rapidly and instantaneously, leaving no trace of their existence.

[i]gwwwbl gwwbllll...[/i]

Jenny's belly growled, two new morsels added to the fray, fighting and struggling within her gut, yet the third one trumped the rest. Her belly abruptly expanded in all directions, a massive sphere of pudge towered over the rest of her body casting its dark shadow entirely onto Jenny and her surrounding area. The mound forced Jenny's legs apart aggressively, making its own room for itself on the concrete.

[i]gliiiiiink! gwwooooooooooorsh![/i]

Jenny's stomach aggressively growled, the slight struggles she felt on her body ceased, in their place, a large wave of air pushed itself through the top of Jenny's stomach, firing itself through her windpipe, crawling through the back of her mouth, and firing out of her maw! [i]BWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRP![/i] A blast of vapor shot from her mouth like a gunshot, pushing out from the barrel and landing on her belly, fading away into the night. On Jenny's breasts, the slight stiffness from within gave in, the new milk within splashing against her confines, expanding them out as her tits perked back up, the only thing slightly tugging them down being the sheer amount of milk in store.

"I guess that's a good of a sign I'm getting..." Jenny commented, rubbing her hands against her breasts for a few brief seconds. She reached down to her right pocket on her shorts, the seams being pushed to the limit. From there, she removed her flip phone, opened it, and selected 'Fixer' on her contact list.

[i]brrriiing brriiiing![/i]

"Your son is fast asleep and the dishes are washed," Jenny spoke into the phone, adjusting herself away from the busy churning of her stomach. "He's having a few friends over for a sleepover."

"Well, as long as he's fine, I'll see to it you're imbursed." The Fixer's gravelly voice responded from over the other end. "If you're looking for more freelance opportunities, let's discuss it - on the hard-line."

"Oh, and a word of advice..." The voice continued. "I'd clear the area as soon as you can."

[i]beeeeeeeeeeeeeeep beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep.[/i]

"Oh, that's [i]fantastic.[/i]" Jenny sighed, lowering the phone from her head. "Alright, you. If you can hurry up and digest, you'd be the most appreciated piece of pudge on wherever you end up going!"

Jenny opened her contact list once more, scrolling down her list, and selecting a name. "In the meantime, I'm gonna make an arrangement..."

...

[i]Pidgeon News![/i]

"[i]The unnamable predator which has plagued the Centrico City metropolitan area has bitten off more than he could chew, himself seemingly the victim of primitive behavior, Mike Wheatley is at the scene, Mike?[/i]"

"[i]Thanks Brad, it's pandemonium over here! Police are trying to look moody and signing book deals, we've got wannabe detectives haggling with Dick Bean on a movie deal and we've got Centrico Unreast Management agents flashing badges and taking pictures. It's clear, people are cashing in on the end of this predator. The 31-year-old man whose ID was found among differing clothes and journals confessing to his crimes seems to have targeted the wrong victim and was overpowered in a fight. The predator's name has been confirmed to be Blair Adams, C.U.M agents are searching his home in a quiet NorthCykes neighborhood for more information. Berkley residents were outraged![/i]"

"[i]The cops were stumped on this guy for how long? And this one random Pokemon manages to end his reign over this city in a few minutes?! This is why I don't pay taxes![/i]"

"[i]If you'd like to see more information regarding the Blair Adams case, go to pidgeonnews.com where our exclusive report from John Atkinson shows never before seen footage, images, and audio from the predator. Mike Wheatley, Pidgeon News![/i]"

"[i]And in history news, the Uulan archipelago museum has received a generous donation of PokeBalls from an anonymous donor. Included in the package was one new kind of PokeBall which has been dubbed as 'The Mball' which will be displayed in the 'Humanity period' exhibit which has its grand opening starting next week. More on the mysterious Mball as the story develops.[/i]"

[i]This is Pidgeon News![/i]

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"J-Jen, you're way bigger than last time!" Maya gasped, unable to reach her arms around Jenny instead opting to squeeze her arms into Jenny's blubbery breasts, they sunk deep inside her cushions, forcing the mounds of fur deeper into her face, flanked by breast in every direction. "How did you get this... squishy?"

"I'm not very good at diets, sugar." Jenny cooed, tucking her head between her tits and nuzzling the Absol. Jenny's belly pressed into Maya's, spreading as far up as her chest and as far down as her legs, her feet trapped between Jenny's thighs, stuck between them and unsuccessfully attempting to force them apart.

"It's impossible to enjoy you all at once!" Maya giggled, squirming against Jenny's boobs, Jenny lay down further, jostling the bedsheets and placing mounting pressure on the mattress springs. Jenny moved Maya's hands to her thighs, forcing them into the outside area for a second, then releasing her grasp. Then, she raised herself away from Maya, she hopped off the bed, breasts, and belly bounding with that characteristic perk in response to the slightest movement. Maya watched as Jenny progressed further to the double doors leading to her apartment balcony, overlooking the Fortuna burgh.

"[i]It's the heat and the steam of the city...[/i]" Jenny whistled under her breath to the rock song playing from the radio on her dresser. She opened the double doors, stepping outside and placing an arm on the railing. Using her free arm, she gave her rump a fair [i]SMACK![/i] the fat on the left cheek rippled, colliding with the right, both cheeks wobbled as she gave an alluring shake, the width, and length of her cheeks pressing and hitting off the doorway. "So? Take it all in, babe." Jenny responded to Maya's comment, shooting a look right into her eyes.

Maya rushed over to Jenny's rear, inserting her head between Jenny's cheeks, wrapping her arms around them, and feeling the warm fur cover her head and neck. "You do know I'm all yours, you know that, right baby?" Maya spoke softly, breathing in the warm and little air available between Jenny's cheeks.

"Not while you're with that mob guy, you're not." Jenny forced her cheeks together, once again sealing Maya in between her fat deposits. "And from what I've heard, he's not too friendly once you get into too much trouble with someone."

"It's what I have to do while I'm still under their command, best I can do is keep it on the down-low." Maya sighed, pulling herself out from between Jenny's cheeks. "But I can still give you some honey?"

"Right here, right now." Jenny smiled, stretching herself out and closing her eyes against the morning sun. "Then once you're friend is out of the equation, we won't have to put a cap on it."