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As much as Jolteon hated to admit it, he was terribly lost, and well, horny. The electric type pokémon was proud and liked to spend his days lounging on the rocky outcropping above his den, eating berries. He was hardly the biggest or baddest pokémon around, but Jolteon didn't get into trouble often, with other pokémon or the odd trainer. Jolteon had left his little territory in the morning to find that Umbreon he sometimes liked to mate with. Jolteon, being quadrupedal, with no thumbs, usually needed a willing partner if he wanted to relieve his sexual tension.

He had woken up horny, in fact he'd been feeling pent up for a couple days, unable to find a partner, so he set off deeper into the woods out west where he usually found Umbreon. Jolteon usually liked to top, but was happy to suck the other pokémon off to return the favor.

He didn't find Umbreon. Jolteon now found himself In a rocky area, and he realized he'd been climbing up an incline for some time now. At this rate the Jolteon would be stranded for the night. The area he was in was downright mountainous. Worse still, Jolteon was hungry, tired, and he could feel his pent up sexual frustration tingling and churning in his loins. The excitement had been building as he was looking for a mating partner and now that the promise of sex went unfulfilled, Jolteon could feel his muzzle flushed with arousal and frustration. He looked under himself and saw the tip of his slightly tapered cock peaking from his sheath.

Damnit, he thought. At this rate, Jolteon was going to end up humping a tree, or would have to lay on his back in a futile attempt to get off. Both options held little appeal and wounded his pride somewhat. Jolteon put his snout up in the air to sniff and he tried to survey his surroundings. It was late in the day and he was worried he'd end up wandering onto some powerful pokémon's territory. It was no use, he couldn't concentrate with his balls aching and cock demanding attention.

He frustratedly scratched at his ears with his hind leg. There was only one thing to do about it. Jolteon flushed , damn, this was going to be humiliating. He fell onto his side, and flopped onto his back. The position was submissive, but it was the best way to get to his cock with his front paws. He put his paw pads to his cocks and coaxed it free.

Jolteon's cock was pink, tapered, and smooth, like most eeveelutions. Jolteon's cock was lined with 5 small, wide barbs around the base of his knot. The barbs matched his spiky and electric look. He started rubbing up and down with both of his paw pads, but as usual, he couldn't get a grip. He struggled and panted but he couldn't get himself close at all. He growled in frustration as a gout of precum soiled his yellow underbelly.

Giving up on that plan of action, Jolteon rolled back to his feet, shook the dust off of his pelt, and trotted over to a smooth looking boulder, to hump it. His cock bounced and leaked a steady dribble of pre, as he walked. Jolteon got himself in position on the boulder, his cock pressed between the stone and his belly. He started humping in earnest, and it felt good. The pokémon was desperate for release, and he was caught up in his race for the finish-line.

He was grunting, panting, and breathing heavily, when he felt the ground shake. Jolteon's ears went flat and he froze up in the humiliating position. The ground shook again. And again. Extremely heavy footsteps, right behind him, Jolteon realized, with a shock of fear.

"What do we have here?" An impossibly deep and gravely voice rumbled, from behind, and Jolteon felt it in his chest. "It looks like a pathetic little pup has wandered onto my territory. Lost and horny too."

Jolteon finally whirled around to see who it was. He was horrified to see a huge pokémon standing there with huge rocky arms. Jolteon had never seen a pokémon that size before. Oh no no no. The enormous rhyperior was looking down on Jolteon with a frightening and stern expression. It took a step forward, making the ground shake.

Jolteon's ears stayed flat as his hackles rose. His entire body surged with static energy and all of his yellow fur spiked up morn than usual. His white mane was especially impressive. Unfortunately for Jolteon, his attempt at intimidation was undermined by his still bobbing erection.

"Anything to say for yourself little jolteon? I don't take kindly to you coming onto my territory to work that tiny cock of yours." Rhyperior said with that deep, resonant, gravely voice.

Jolteon opened his little muzzle to say something. A squeak came out. He decided to book it. His escape attempt was short lived and doomed. He squealed in pain as Rhyperior's club-tail smacked him in the side and sent him flying and then rolling. Jolteon struggled up to his feet, his erection fading now. He darted his gaze side to side but he was cornered by boulders, mountainside, and that rhyperior.

Having no other choice he found words, charging his electricity involuntarily with fear. "P-P-Please. I-I'm sorry! I didn't know this was your territory! I'm just lost!" Jolteon shrank back and craned his little neck upwards as Rhyperior lumbered closer, scratching that terrifying horn with a massive stone finger.

The rhyperior laughed and it shook the trees. Jolteon could feel it inside. Jolteon was terrified now. This rhyperior was huge and powerful. It took a couple steps forward, pressing Jolteon up against the rock wall. "Regardless I have to set an example boy. It's strong over the weak on Mount Corronet. You're going to be mine, whether you like it or not pup."

Jolteon knew he had to act now, or it was over. He unleashed a thunderbolt attack that he'd been charging. He aimed it true, but to his horror, it arced upwards and Rhyperior absorbed it, into his drill horn. This was really, really bad.

Of course, electric attacks didn't work on ground type pokémon. Jolteon realized just how fucked he was. Rhyperior was laughing again when Joleon tried to zip underneath him with a quick attack. For a moment it seemed like Jolteon made it. He was rushing away from Rhyperior, when the superior pokémon stomped on the ground. The ground beneath Jolteon's legs shook violently and broke apart. Earthquake! He realized, as he was thrown, terrified, from under his feet. He was bounced around and disoriented, as the ground shook relentlessly.

The poor Jolteon pressed his belly to the ground, praying for the chaos to end. He should never have come here. He wanted to cry.

"THINK YOU CAN FIGHT ME DO YOU?!?!" Ryperior roared at Jolteon, nearly deafening the terrified electric-type.

The ryperior was laughing again, and Jolteon realized that he'd pissed himself, with fear. He got to trembling legs, and his fur was soaked with the musky stuff. Jolteon was hating his life at that moment.

He lowered his head in fearful submission, but Rhyperior had other plans. A huge rocky fist caught Jolteon in the side sending him flying with an agonized, screaming yip! Jolteon smacked into the cliff-side, breaking the stone where he struck it. He slid to the ground, head spinning, body not responding.

The fight was over when Rhyperior chucked a boulder at Jolteon. The only reason Jolteon wasn't knocked out is because the rhyperior mercifully punched the rock when he threw it, showering Jolteon in a painful heap of rubble and dust.

"I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry..." The poor, terrified, jolteon was repeating. He got onto his back, belly and paws up, sheath and balls on display, in the ultimate pose of submission. Jolteon just wanted the onslaught to end.

"Finlay realized your place have you? You see how pointless it was." Ryperior chuckled at the defeated pokémon at his feet.

Jolteon just nodded and whined.

"Get up." Rhyperior ordered, and after several tries, Jolteon struggled painfully to his feet. He kept his eyes down and didn't dare meet Rhyperiors gaze.

Rhyperior ordered the trembling electric-type over to a patch of grass. Jolteon tried walking but was too slow for Rhyperior. Jolteon whimpered in utter terror as Rhyperior picked him up with giant stone hands. Luckily, for Jolteon, while Rhyperior's grip wasn't exactly gentle, it wasn't cruel either.

The ground-type set Jolteon down on the grass. "On your back again. I like it when you submit like that."

Jolteon didn't know what was going on, but had no allusions as to deny the request. He did as he was told, painfully rolling into that submissive pose again. Ryperior just seemed to stand over him for a moment, and then Jolteon was blasted a pressurized stream of yellow, musky, rhyperior piss.

Jolteon tried to cry out, but piss went in his mouth and he choked on the stuff. The stream seemed to go on and on. Jolteon wasn't able to take a breath because the piss was so voluminous that it covered his entire face, in the flow.

He flopped over to try and get his gasping face away but that did little good as the stream stayed focused on his head. His entire body was soaked with the piss now, staining his white main yellow. Jolteon was forced to suck down piss when he inevitably had to try and breathe. When the stream finally stopped, Jolteon was curled up, head low, as he sputtered and gasped for air. He was coughing piss from his nose and his mouth. His entire drenched body was dripping, and his usually spiky fur was hanging, pitiful and heavy, from the wet.

Ryperior laughed without mercy, above him. Jolteon just hoped the huge pokémon felt that he had made his point, and would be done with him. If only he were so lucky.

Rhyperior grabbed the jolteon by his sides and put him on his back again. Jolteon was beginning to sob, choking out whimpering please. Never in his life had something like this happened to him before.

"You want mercy? You just disobeyed me. You should have stayed on your back the entire time." Rhyperior said, pinning Jolteon, with a huge, heavy foot.

"I-I-I-I'm-m-m-" Jolteon couldn't get any words out as he started sobbing again. Soon he couldn't even cry or whimper, however. Rhyperior was putting his weight on the little electric-type's chest forcing the air out. Jolteon's eye's boggled as he tried unsuccessfully to suck in air. His world was dimming when Ryperior finally took his foot off.

"I think you understand your position now. You do as I say. When I say it. No exceptions, you pathetic puppy." Rhyperior leaned down to say the words right next to Jolteon. The rhyperior's head and horn were about as big as Jolteon's entire body.

"Y-Y-YES!" Jolteon gasped out in fear. The wet electric type trembles as Ryperior rubbed his underside with one of those huge stone hands. "Puh-p-please duh-don't h-h-hurt meeeee,"

"Shut up. You only speak when I speak to you first." All Jolteon could think to do was nod desperately, in response. "Good boy. Now we can get started."

Jolteon whined and whimpered. He didn't like the sound of that one bit, in fact, he was hoping this was coming to an end. He just stayed put, waiting for whatever was going to happen. He could see Rhyperior, shifting and doing something above him. Jolteon braved a glance to see that Rhyperior was pumping his incredible, huge, drill-shaped cock to life.

The rypherior flopped it onto Jolteon's belly and the electric-type was horrified at the size. It was nearly as long as he was. It was wide at the base but tapered evenly into a point. "Put your mouth on it puppy. Do a good job you pathetic piss dog. With all that yellow, I should call you piss-eon!"

Rhyperior boomed at his joke while Jolteon braved a taste. It was fleshier than he was expecting, even if it was rock hard. The taste was earthy and musky, but Jolteon's earlier pent up horniness started to surface, and he started getting into it. He licked at it and bobbed his head a little as he fit the tip into his muzzle. The girth stretched on his cheeks as he went deeper. Joleton was beginning to feel happily relaxed as he worked the groaning Rhyperior's cock. Jolteon didn't exactly like what was happening, but it was a welcome break, and distraction, from the physical attacks.

Jolteon was really going down, lapping and sucking away, head growing hazy from Rhyperior's earthy musk. "That's a good boy, you know your place, huh pup." Ryhperior grabbed Joleton by his scruff, and picked the frightened pokémon up. Jolteon hung their limply, defeated and submissive, and looked pleadingly up into Rhyperior's pitiless eyes.

Rhyperior brought Jolteon down to his nuts and taint. He held the smaller male there for several minutes. Jolteon was licking mindlessly on Rhyperior's massive, overly-full, musky nuts. Jolteon was musk-drunk and fully hard when Rhyperior brought him up again. Jolteon was panting and gave the bigger pokémon's hands and face an affectionate lick. Rhyperior chuckled at that.

He flipped Jolteon upside down, holding the quadruped by his hind ankles. Jolteon was nervously waiting for whatever was coming next. Rhyperior took his great rough tongue and started to lick Jolteon's hole. He gasped and squirmed in the stone grasp, but it was no use. Like, his cock, Rhyperior's tongue was more fleshy and soft than Jolteon might have expected.

Jolteon whined, worrying where this was all going. The tongue on his ass was beginning to feel really good. His squirms turned into little bucks, as he leaned into it. Rhyperior would sometimes run his tongue over Jolteon's balls and cock, making him whine with need. Jolteon was panting by the time Rhyperior's tongue poked through the muscular ring of his hole. It was surprising but still felt good, as the tip of his tongue was only just breaching.

Jolteon couldn't help but cry out as Rhyperior started pushing more and more of his long tongue into the electric-type's hole. It felt strange and invasive, not to mention painful, but all Jolteon could do was hang there and take it. He felt the tongue wriggle and force its way around inside of him. Jolteon was growing used to the muscle in his hole and Rhyperior was hitting a spot that was making Jolteon feel really good. This continued for a while, leaving Jolteon horny, panting, and much looser than before.

Rhyperior shifted Jolteon again, holding the smaller pokémon by his head and haunches, almost cradling him. He stuck his Toung into Jolteon's mouth and the drenched submissive moaned around it and kissed back.

When the Rhyperior pulled Jolteon away he spoke up to the frightened critter. "I think you know what comes next baby." He held Jolteon firm and fast by his sides while he placed him down, so that Jolteon's head and neck were resting on the ground, haunches facing skyward, displaying loosened hole.

Jolteon felt like blubbering again. There was no way. "Nooooo. Please. That-that's gonna k-kill me! I c-cant!" He kicked his hind legs weakly.

"Shhhhhhh weakling. There's no stopping what's happening. Just relax." Rhyperior pointed his massive, thick, long, drill-shaped, throbbing cock down and pressed it against Jolteon's hole. The tip was a point but its base was wider than Jolteon's ass cheeks. Rhyperior looked at the terrified pokémon below him and sighed in a rumbling tone. "You're going to be okay puppy."

"R-Really?" Jolteon was pleading and tears were rolling from his wide, boggling, eyes.

"I'll make sure of it." Rhyperior thought for a moment. "Doesn't mean its not gonna hurt. You're gonna know exactly who you belong to by the time this is over."

He pressed down into the reluctant hole. The pink flesh was resistant, but no match for Rhyperior's power and patient strength. Jolteon was whimpering and crying out as his hole was forced to stretch open and accept Rhyperior's conoid girth that thickened inch by inch. Jolteon's hole was now pucking around Rhyperior's shaft, as it was slowly stretching the terrified bottom.

The muscles of Jolteon's hole had no choice but to squeeze down and pull enticingly on Rhyperior's cock. Rhyperior let out a growl of pleasure at the soft pillowy insides of the Jolteon. There was an electric feeling to the inner flesh.

Like a hydraulic press, Rhydon sank his cock deeper and deeper into Jolteon's soft insides. He was getting closer and closer to the base, and Jolteon felt like his hole was stretched to its limits, but Rhydon was without mercy or pity and he continued to dig deeper, as Jolteon began to kick and scream.

Jolteon's eyes were rolling back in pain, and pleasure, as rhyperior's entry was constantly stimulating his prostate. Jolteon was shrieking as that cone sank and sank. He looked at it in horror. His hole was wide now, too wide. He kicked and kicked helplessly as tip of rhyperior incredible cock was beginning to poke at Jolteon's underbelly.

Jolteon wanted to beg for mercy again but he was past words. Fear, pain, and pleasure threatened to break the poor 'mon's mind.

Rhydon was almost to the base. He knew what was coming next would be far too much for the jolteon be he didn't care. "Almost there!" He huffed and rumbled. Jolteon's ass cheeks were spread apart from the girth, pushed away from each other, as his hole was forced as wide as Rhyperior's base.

Jolteon screamed louder than ever, incoherent and crying, at the agonizing intrusion. He shuddered and shook violently, instincts begging him to stop the pain, while also wanting him to fulfill that building pleasure. Jolteon discharged electricity, involuntarily and uselessly, as he shook and kicked. All the lightning did was stimulate the rhyperior and spur him forward.

If Jolteon thought it was too much before, his mind began to snap when Rhyperior started thrusting into the upside down jolteon. The sensation was far too much. The agonizing stretch, the extreme, sensitive pleasure from having his little prostate beat on, combined with his feelings of helplessness made Jolteon start to make incoherent burbling, moaning, screaming sounds.

The sensation was too much for Jolteon's mind, but he was helpless to do anything other than wait for the insane ride to come to an end. As Rhyperior pumped harder, Jolteon's pleasure and pain multiplied and became all the more intolerable to bear, but he had no choice. It seemed to go on forever to Jolteon, time stopped making sense as he came all over his belly and face for the first time.

Jolteon's consciousness skittered and slid across the surface of his mind, like a drop of water on a hot pan, as it shrinks away into vapor. Rhyperior pumped harder and the pleasure and pain intensified and intensified. Jolteon's eyes were rolling as he came again and gain from the monstrous intrusion, rubbing his prostate without mercy. He discharged electricity with every pump of Rhyperior's cock and more so whenever he orgasmed.

He was sobbing and mumbling, mind barely hanging on, snot and cum covered, when Rhyperior roared with climax. He came down again like a great piece of machinery to hilt his impossible girth inside of Jolteon's ruined hole. There was a pause, where Jolteon hoped he might be able to have a break from the endless onslaught of too-intense sensation. But then he felt a huge jet of Rhyperior cum start up inside his belly. He felt the incredible pressure spray hot against his insides. The cum shot lasted for a long time, and then another, even bigger, one started up.

Jolteon whined as his stomach started to swell from the unthinkable volume of cum. He began to grow truly terrified all over again as he realized the Rhyperior's orgasm wasn't slowing down, and his insides were running out of space to house the gritty, ground-type seed.

Jolteon wanted to beg and cry for Rhyperior to pull out, but the poor electric-type's mind was beyond words. He moaned and shrieked as his belly filled to the point of stretching out painfully, until it looked huge on his body. Worse still, he could feel the pressure increasing as Rhyperior shot rope upon rope of seed.

Jolteon felt a horrifying sensation, as the cum, with nowhere else to go, started to make its way up through his system. He tried to breath in before he gagged on cum that sprayed up through his throat, in a sticky white gout.

Jolteon kicked in panicked, insane, helplessness, as more and more cum poured out. He couldn't breath in. The insane ride of sensations and fear was too much for the poor pokémon. He tried to breath in but choked on the cum as more and more of it came.

His vision was going dark as he desperately sucked cum in through his nose, and then, Rhyperior finally pulled out. If Jolteon was present at all, he would have been horrified to see that the rhyperior was still cumming and several more pressurized jets of seed painted the jolteon, covering him completely.

Cum gurgled and flowed from his gaping and agonized asshole, like water from a mountain spring. Jolteon coughed and hacked as his airways were finally cleared. He just laid there in the musky, sticky, mess. He was trembling, beyond sobs or screams, he just shuddered there, soaked, mind unable to process what had just transpired.

Rhyperior leaned down to huff into the traumatized 'mon's cum soaked ears. "Shhhhh shhh. There we are baby. It's all over, for now." He wiped some cum from the smaller pokémon's eyes and chest.

Jolteon should have hated the rhyperior, but he was so far gone and traumatized that he latched onto the small offering of comfort and whined, before licking at Rhyperior's face and trying to nuzzle him. He needed something to cling onto and this is, it seemed, was all he had.

"There we are you slutty little idiot." Rhyperior gently picked Jolteon up, before slinging him over his massive stone shoulders. Rhyperior continued to pet him and whisper comforting nothings into Jolteon's ears as he carried the traumatized, cum and urine soaked mess.

Jolteon realized that they were going inside of a cave. As he watched the light of the cave entrance recede, Jolteon felt a horror somewhere inside his mind and a small voice screamed at him to run. Don't let Rhyperior trap you here! It seemed to say. But Jolteon was too tired and scared to do anything. He didn't want to leave the perceived safety of Rhyperior's arms.

Jolteon had no way to know where they were going or the path they were taking in the cave. He was even more hopelessly as Rhyperior's mercy than he was before, lost in the cave system. Eventually Rhyperior made it to his special cave he called his den. There was flowing, clean water here and the dim illumination of luminous mushrooms.

He carried Jolteon over to the stream and let him drink. He wouldn't let Jolteon bath just yet. He wanted to let his scent sink in to every pore of the pokémon so Jolteon would have no more illusions as to his place in the world.

"This is your home now baby," He said putting Jolteon down. "You belong to me and you can never escape, even if you did try to run I could always find you, my scent is in you now."

Jolteon knew it to be true, but he didn't want to leave. He knew his place now. He licked at his new master, his sole connection and comfort in the entire world. He whined as Rhyperior withdrew. He wanted, no, NEEDED, comfort at that moment.

But Rhyperior knew that the traumatized jolteon would be much more compliant and easy to control if affection was rare and inconsistent. These things tended to work out better if he kept his captive needy for his approval and attention.

"We sleep separately and we have much to do tomorrow."

He left Jolteon alone, scared, and needy, in the dark. Jolteon whimpered at his new life, wishing Rhyperier would stay to comfort him.