Lordrevan Commission: Pokemon Preserve
Luscious foliage and trees were quite typical in the heartland of Pokemon territory. One reason was that this particular part of the overall wild land was a preserve. It should come as no wonder why it was a preserve. About 80 percent of Pokemon lived in forests and jungles, described almost identical to one another, while roughly 20 percent of the remainder lived in swampy wetlands, lakes or deserts.
So, protecting the Pokemon came simply to numbers. Protect a few, with the little money they have to make the preserve? Or protect a majority. Obviously, they chose the majority in this case, since the preserve consisted of 12 forests, 2 lakes and 4 jungles.
It was large, to say the least.
Working as it's staff however, didn't really fall upon the most professional, or grateful group. Matter of fact, it relied heavily on volunteers to help make sure the surrounding forests and jungles were kept pollution free, check population growth and just overall study of the wildlife.
Which is where Jacob came in. He only volunteered because it was something to do with his spare time. Not that he really did anything while he was there. Matter of fact, only thing he did do there was sleep and trap Pokemon out of boredom and invite his friends over to get wasted.
He wasn't a stranger to animal cruelty as well. He never killed, or maimed anything before. It was just he liked to catch the animal, put it in a cage and watch it suffer a bit, before letting it go. This is something that earned him a reputation with his friends, which is also why they came to hang out with him while he "volunteered" at the preserve. They only went there to watch him screw with the animals there and to just be lazy for the day with a decent excuse of "volunteering" with their friend.
"Hey, I'm bored." Yawned Jason as he threw a half eaten candy bar to the ground. "I mean, I like the lazy-boy furniture you got here Jake, but I wanna do something."
"You are doing something." Jacob replied, reclining in a leather chair, messing around on a video game. "You're "doing" nothing."
"Very freakin' funny." Jason mused, frowning. "C'mon. Seriously though. Let's go and fuck up something...buy something...hell even drive the park Jeeps around. Long as it's sooooome thing."
"Alright, alright. Quit whining." Said Jacob getting up. "We'll go and take a ride in the preserve."
"Finally. Maybe fuck something up or whatever." Patrick said as they all left the room.
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On the other side of the park, a pack of Pikachu were currently foraging for berries, nuts or any edible foliage. It was the time of day where the packs went on to "patrol" their territory, and do the daily hunt for food for them as well as the rest of their group.
This time around however, it was the Pikachu's annual mating. Unlike most Pokemon, the Pikachu in particular had mating "seasons" nearly every month. Hence why the rodent's population was so high.
But being in a mating state of mind nearly every month left the female of the species nearly wanting to rut everything it came in contact with.
The pack, having satisfied with the berries and edible foliage they found, quickly scurried back into their holes for the remainder of the day, enjoying their collected food.
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"Alright, here's how I see it!" Patrick said, throwing a half empty beer can from the moving Jeep, shouting over the heavy metal radio. "We're dominate...and their nature! We should just let em' die out if that happens, cuz it's nature and...yea."
"You realize you talk like a hill-billy redneck Pat?!" Shouted John.
"Hey, hey, s-shut up!" He said, spitting a little.
The speeding jeep drove through an old part of the preserve park. No one was around this area anymore to patrol it, so it was perfectly "safe" for them to do pretty much what ever they wanted; and they did.
This area was their past hangout for a while now. Cans, litter and just plain trash littered the dirt road on the way to their usual swimming hole, a favorite place to do nothing...but also cool off.
"Sucks that station doesn't have AC!" James yelled.
"Yea...you'd think with the tens of thousands of dollars they get a week to run this place, they could get some AC installed...and get better jeeps, instead of 1950 style pieces of crap!" Yelled Jason as the Jeep suddenly grinded a gear.
"Tell me bout it." Jacob said as the power to the Jeep suddenly ran out, the radio shutting off with a dead whine.
"Hunk of shit."
"Well, least we can walk the rest of the way." Reassured Jacob. "Not to far."
"Ok ranger Pete!" James said with a goofy, mocking salute.
"Fuck off moron. If it wasn't for me ACCEPTING you as a friend, you'd still be jerking yourself at home to your cousin's picture instead of actually going outside like now." Pushed back Jacob.
A collection of "Ahhhh!" and "Ohhhh!" erupted from the group as they laughed and walked down the path.
Walking down a path, they noticed a clearing with a pack of Pikachu quietly gathering food.
"Hey...Jacob...let's eat one!" Whispered William as he stopped to quietly observe them.
"Eat one...no. C'mon...you're starting to sound like the idiot redneck here." Jacob responded, pointing to Patrick.
The group of 8 guys stood there, almost gawking at the Pikachu as they searched in and out of bushes and other small plants.
"Look. This group? The females, they're in heat." Jacob pointed.
"Who's the redneck now?" Patrick said with his country accent. "I say you like to learn yourself something about these pokemon, which is why you like it here."
"A. I'm not the one using jumbled up sentences farmer John." Jacob said, mocking his accent. "And B. I only know that because they MADE me take classes. So quit thinking about chewing on hay while you plow you moron."
After a few snickers and chuckles, the guys suddenly had a collective thought for once.
"Guys...let's fuck one." James chuckled as a joke.
"Really? You sick bastard." Replied John chuckling.
"Seriously though...who was it? They said they wanna "fuck" something up...why not them?" He said pointing to the pack.
"I'm game...here's what we do." Jacob said plotting.
"Really? We're gonna do this?" James said, confused a bit.
"Yea...no one comes out here...so no one will catch us, and no one will know about it. So chill." He said waving is hand.
"Ok...go back to the Jeep. There's 3 coils of rope. Patrick, get some of that beer you had." He said instructing the group.
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The group sat quietly behind a large tree, surrounded by brush and bushes. In front of them, the group of Pikachu slowly made their way in their direction, and slowly near the trap Jacob had made.
Using the coils of rope, some beer and his knowledge of traps, he made a simple rope trap, baited with the sweet scent from the beer and tied it to a nearby sapling tree. So that when the Pikachu came near, and tripped the lead rope, the entire package would catch one very unhappy, and squealing Pokemon.
Then, his secondary plan would kick in. Wearing rubber gloves, and holding a device meant to block the Pikachu's electrical current, he would effectively be able to block any and all electrical attacks this thing could produce.
Again, a thing the park rangers used to study Pokemon, misused in his hands.
They watched as the female Pikachu came closer and closer to the trap, picking up the scent of the beer covered leaves and berries they left there as bait.
"Just a tad bit closer you slut." James whispered. "I call first."
"Because that's the only pussy you'll ever get James." Chuckled Patrick.
"Shh. Shut up." Jacob hushed the chuckling group as the Pikachu came to the trap, sniffing the leaves.
Taking one step forward, the Pikachu avoided the trip line. Then another step forward, again avoiding the trip line. But just as it seemed the Pikachu would grab the food and leave, it's back left leg hit the wire, and even though it was only slightly, that's all it took to send the squealing Pikachu flinging in the air before stopping, hanging from the sapling.
The group suddenly ran from the bushes and up to the trap, Jacob leading. Quickly, donning the rubber insulated gloves, he grabbed the Pikachu's body while it was still in the trap. He then grabbed the two clothesline like devices from his pocket, and ignoring the small sparks of electricity, he clamped them on tight to the Pokemon's cheeks.
"Shock us now, slut!" James laughed over enthusiastically.
Holding the wild Pokemon, Jacob pulled out a small pin looking device.
"What's that?" Levi, Patrick's friend said in the same tone of country accent.
"Sedative. It won't be asleep when we do whatever we want to it, but it also won't be trying to rip James's penis off when he's doggy styling it." He said laughing, looking at James as he quickly pricked the Pikachu's body.
"Alright James, here." Jacob said, throwing the limb, but still awake body of the Pikachu to him.
"You sick guys gonna watch?!" He said, holding the Pikachu under his arm.
"Yea! I didn't just take two thousand dollars worth of equipment to take out a Pokemon, just to have you pull the limp thing behind the bushes, make some grunting sounds and come back saying you did it. I'm gonna make sure you didn't chicken out!" Jacob said, hands folded on his chest.
"I wanna go after!" Yelled Pat, then Levi.
"Yea, yea, sure." James said, pulling down his pants, then his boxers, revealing a 5 inch long erection.
"Someone's dick is tiny." John whispered, chuckling.
Ignoring the mockery, James though about which hole to screw. The pussy would be ideal, yet the ass was probably tighter. So, not thinking, as that seemed to be his strong suit, he chose the ass.
Plunging in, he savagely hilted the small Pokemon. The Pikachu must have felt like a wood driver was plunging in it, because it's body was only roughly a foot and a half long.
He pulled out moaning, then plunged back in, and in a matter of 4 to 6 thrusts, he was humping the Pokemon's ass at a hasty pace.
"How's it feel?" Levi asked, staring at the rough sex in front of him.
"Ugh! Tight!" James moaned, having absolutely no shame in what he was doing, most likely because he didn't know any better.
"Can't wait dammit!" Patrick said as he walked up to the fucked Pikachu and pulled down his pants and boxers.
Suddenly, he picked up the tiny thing so he had a clear shot at it's pussy, and plunged in, eliciting a cry from the Pikachu's form.
"He's right! It is tight!" He grunted, pushing forward as James pulled away, both drilling in the Pokemon's holes in a different pace.
Suddenly, only minutes into the rutting, James tightened up, his stomach muscles clenching and he came deep in the Pikachu's ass, then pulled out, still spraying some spunk on the small creature's ass.
"Ugh...damn." He moaned, half doubled over as he walked away from the Pokemon, leaving Levi with it.
"Came a bit fast, didn't ya?" The group laughed as Patrick took up position behind the still rutting Pikachu.
"Hey, Levi, the Pikachu is sedated...let someone have it's mouth. Won't have to worry bout anything happening." Chuckled Jacob.
John, hearing this, suddenly jumped at the chance. "Yea! Listen to him, he knows!"
"Ugh! Shut...up John. You only want some because you're a virgin too." Grunted Levi.
"Meh, what ever he pouted, slowly walking to the fucked Pikachu, getting Patrick to lay down, so the Pikachu was slightly sitting up, allowing him to shove his cock down it's throat.
He pulled up the Pikachu's chin while his pants slid down to his knees, and pushed his 6 inch hard on down the Pokemon's mouth as he wanted. Instantly, the Pikachu tried to "bite" him, but seeing as it was sedated, it only managed to form a tight grip around his cock with it's lips, only adding to his pleasure.
"Wow! It's tight as hell here too!" He said, thrusting hard, grabbing the back of the small creature's head.
"Eat it bitch!" He grunted.
Suddenly, Patrick groaned, thrusting upward harder. "I'm close!" He groaned, holding what he thought was the Pikachu's hips.
Grunting, he released his load, being the first of the group to actually "rape" the Pikachu in the sense of vaginal intercourse.
But not to far off, Levi was soon splurging his spunk, launching it deep inside the Pikachu's ass to join Jame's first load.
They both pulled away, and yanked up their pants, high fiving each other while they caught their breath while they laughed. Leaning against the tree, they began to grumble on about how awesome the fucking was to one another.
"Two more down." Jacob mused, arms still crossed against his chest. "William, wanna go now?"
Looking back, he saw William drink a beer, smash it on his head and yell "It's go time!" in a goofy manor, before walking towards the groaning John as he released his load, still holding the Pikachu's head, making sure his spunk slid it's way down the Pokemon's throat.
Walking up as John was pulling up his pants and walking away, he grabbed the Pikachu by the neck and walked back to the tree, and slammed it against it, it's face on the bark as he readied himself for it's pussy.
Pulling down his pants, he pushed his hard on in the Pokemon's ass for the final time. Rimming the anus a bit, he stopped toying with the poor thing and shoved inward, just as harshly as the others did before.
"Pull the thing's face towards me." Jacob commanded, as William pushed harder and harder in the Pikachu.
Turning around with his hand on the Pikachu's stomach for support, he made the Pokemon's face stare directly at Jacob's 7 in throbbing prick.
Jacob pried the Pikachu's mouth open with his fingers, spilling some of the left over cum from John as he pushed his dick in the small opening he made for himself.
"Ugh! You're...right...John!" He groaned. "Her mouth...is tight!"
Thrusting forward as William pulled back, they achieved the same piston action as Levi and Patrick did. But this time, William added a spin...quite literally. While thrusting, he carefully spun the Pikachu so that it's belly was now facing upwards instead of down, and every once in a while, he'd spin it back again.
"Jacob...you're gonna have to take it from here." Groaned William as he started humping faster and faster into the Pikachu's vagina.
"Heh, almost done?" Jacob chuckled.
"Yea...just...ABOUT." He groaned as he gave a final push and released his seed into the swelled Pokemon. "Done..."
Walking away in the same fashion as the others, he pulled up his pants and buckled his golden belt as he leaned against the large tree everyone gathered around.
Pushing hard into the Pikachu's mouth, Jacob suddenly stopped and pulled out. Holding the Pikachu by the head, he simply dropped it on the ground, watched it twitch, and got on his knees and started jerking himself.
The idiots around him, gleefully started gawking and cheering "Go! Go! Go!" as they too wanted to see the Pikachu spunked on before they left.
Only a minute into the quick successions of jerks, he succumbed to the please of the crowd and came over the small Pokemon's body, leaving it to twitch while it tried to get up.
Standing and putting on his pants, he walked over to the group, high fiving the others as they joked and chest-slammed one another, walking away towards the downed Jeep, leaving the brutally battered Pikachu to slowly limber off to find it's hole to hide in.
"We should do that more often!" One yelled as they loudly laughed and joked, walking down the deserted dirt road.