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Pokémon Battle Kingdom

Chapter 1:

The Kingdom of Kanto was bustling on this fine sunny day, as the main market was filled with people selling their wares or buying them. The people of this kingdom, Pokemon of all different shapes, sizes, and species were happy, and it was reflected in the clean streets, the vibrant decorations on every building, and the happy chatter in the air. Everyone seemed to be in a fine mood on this day and it was for more than one reason.

The massive Castle Town was built around three large structures. One was the Kanto Market, largest in the Kingdom, where one could literally buy anything one wanted, from fresh produce, crafts, toys, games, furniture, weapons... The second was the Castle itself, with golden spires and marble columns of the finest craftsmanship, a building designed to last a thousand years and still look as beautiful as it did the day it was built.

But it was the third that drew the most attention from the people who lived there. The Kanto City Arena, a gigantic coliseum, towered over the city. Within this massive structure were stages where Pokemon battled each other for glory and honor and just for the sake of competition. In addition, there were pools for swimming competitions, tracks for track and field events, fields for sports, and much more. The building itself was a glorious tribute to the competitive spirit of the Pokemon species, with massive statues depicting famous battles from lore and mythology, Ho-oh and Lugia, Dialga and Palkia, Reshiram and Zekrom.

On this day, a young Pokemon walked into the Arena and smiled, feeling as if he were home. He was nothing more than a child, barely eight summers old, and he looked it. He was slightly less than four feet tall counting the ears, tall for his species. The child had a slender, graceful, almost feminine build, that of a boy who spent every day playing outside and running about. He had bright yellow fur, with brown streaks on his back and at the base of his tail. He reached up and brushed a lock of his extremely spiky golden hair back. The boy had mouse-like features, with a small black nose, long cone-shaped ears tipped in black, and large circular red marks on his cheeks, making him look as if he were perpetually blushing. His tail was long and jagged, shaped vaguely like a lightning bolt. His black eyes were clear and focused as he walked down the halls of the arena, admiring the artwork. The boy was a Pikachu and he was there to compete.

As the Pikachu walked towards his destination in the arena, he reflected on the purpose of the building. The Arena was the most important structure in every Pokemon's life. As a species, every Pokemon had an innate competitive urge that drove them to battle at every chance they got, usually for honor, glory, and fun, but occasionally for more. Every child had been taught how the world was before the arenas; that civilization was little more than uncountable tribes going back and forth in meaningless combat over anything and everything they could find to fight about.

However, the Legendary Pokemon had then come forth and made true civilization possible for all by introducing the arenas. There, Pokemon could satisfy their competitive instincts in a structured environment, in front of crowds. It satisfied their drive to compete, and allowed them to focus on building lives for themselves beyond endless battle. In a hundred years, towns had begun to form, and now seven-hundred years hence, the world was a peaceful and happy place to live. Every town, no matter how small had at least one fighting ring in it, but the Kanto Arena drew in fighters from around the world to compete in friendly and honorable combat.

The Pikachu was proud to be one of those fighters. Having grown up in Kanto City, the young boy had dreamed of fighting in the Arena someday, and now he had his chance. He had to restrain himself from doing backflips of joy down the hall as he tried to find the room he was supposed to report to. After several minutes of searching (and stopping to ask a passerby for directions), he entered the room, signing in with a receptionist.

"So you're little Arc? I've heard a bit about you. I look forward to seeing your qualification fight today," said the receptionist, a female Ursaring. She smiled down at the child, her naked, furry breasts swaying pendulously in the boy's face. The Pikachu nodded, blushing a little. Clothing was an unknown concept to Pokemon. While many wore jewelry, scarves, bandanas, or other accessories, most did not wear real clothing to cover their bodies.

As much as combat, sexuality was an incredibly important part of a Pokemon's life. Every Pokemon with the anatomy for it (excluding genderless Pokemon, or those like Geodude, Ghastly, or others), was both gifted and cursed with enormous libidos that became active at an early age. Although Pokemon usually did not become fertile until their sixteenth year or so, children could become sexually active as young as three or four years. Pokemon embraced their sexuality, making it a part of their culture. It was not considered embarrassing or taboo to grow aroused in public (in fact, most considered it a compliment).

The Arena was no exception to this. As both sex and competition were so important to Pokemon, it was only natural that they'd find their ultimate joining in the Arena. It was common for competitions of a sexual nature to be held, anything from endurance matches (battling to see who could hold off an orgasm the longest), to distance competitions (who could ejaculate the farthest), last-man-standing matches (both competitors copulate until one loses consciousness), and many more!

Arc knew all of this walking in, but he still was not sure he was quite ready for that type of competition yet. Luckily for him, the qualification match was nothing but straight hand-to-hand combat to see if he was capable of handling himself in the ring. As he took his seat, waiting for his name to be called, he found his nervousness sprang less from performance anxiety, and more from the sheer bulk and size of his competition.

The young boy was easily the smallest in the room. Looking about, the Pikachu could see everything from a Machop practicing his moves on a punching bag, to a Charizard sitting in a lotus position and meditating, to a Snorlax who was munching on a turkey leg. Pikachu gulped nervously and shook his head, trying to keep attention off himself.

"First time competing, kid?" a gruff, low voice asked. Arc blinked and looked up. The Charizard had opened an eye lazily and was looking at him.

"Y-Yeah... It is," the mouse replied, trying not to let his voice squeak, even tougher when you are a mouse.

"Want some advice?" the Charizard asked, flicking his flaming tail a little. The Pikachu sighed, having expected something like this to happen. The Charizard would intimidate him, trying to play psychological games, and Arc would have to ignore him or fight back.

"Sure, why not?" the child replied, already preparing himself to try to come up with a retort for the impending insult.

"Take a deep breath and don't worry. The referees are out there to make sure you don't get hurt. The crowd might seem intimidating at first, but remember, you're doing this for them, to put on a show. Just have fun with it, and you'll do just fine, kiddo," the Charizard said with a wide smile, looking surprisingly friendly. The boy blinked in surprise.

"...T-Thank you," he said, not sure what else to say.

"Name's Blaze. I used to compete here a few years ago, but I retired. I finally decided to come back, but since I was gone so long, I have to re-qualify," the Charizard said, smirking. Arc nodded.

"...I think I remember you... You were in that match with that Alakazam who was undefeated in like fifteen fights," the boy said.

"Ah! A fan! Glad someone remembers me 'round here!" Blaze said, laughing.

"I'm... I'm Arc. Nice to meet ya," the boy said with a smile, relaxing a little.

"Don't worry. The ring is nothin' more than a stage. You go out there, you put on a show, and you listen to the crowd's applause," the man said, smirking. He blinked as the receptionist called his name.

"Oops! Looks like it's my turn! Heh," chuckled Blaze as he stood up, brushing himself off, "Well, wish me luck... and here's hopin' I'll see you in the ring sometime too. See ya 'round, Arc."

With that, the Charizard left the room. The young Pikachu sighed, left alone with the other competitors who seemed content to ignore him. His keen ears could hear the roar of the crowd outside as something went on in the ring. Arc hoped that Blaze would do well. Before he could settle down into his own thoughts, Arc heard his name called.

"H-Huh?" he asked, jolted out of his reverie.

"Arc, it's time for your fight!" the Ursaring said, grinning. She stood up and gestured to a large wooden door, as she said, "Just go through there, and right out to the ring. The referee will explain the rules, then you fight! Good luck."

Arc nodded, gulping nervously again. He stood up and walked past the large bear-woman, and yelped as she reached down and pinched his bare rump. The little mouse squeaked and looked back at her as she winked and licked her lips. The boy shook his head and walked out the door, trying to keep his mind on the task at hand.

The first thing that struck Arc as he walked out into the Arena was the roar of the crowd. The word "struck" was appropriate, because it reverberated in his chest like a physical blow, actually staggering him for a moment. Thousands, tens of thousands of Pokemon were gathered in the stands, cheering loudly. Arc tried to ignore them for the moment, focusing instead on his feet, trying not to trip as he walked down the long stone path to the ring ahead.

The ring was little more than a large square stone platform, completely flat. Arc knew that appearances were deceiving and depending on the type of match the platform could be altered in any number of ways to suit the circumstances; ropes could be placed around it, a cage could be lowered onto it, the platform itself could rise up into the air, or any number of other alterations. On this day, Arc did not expect anything like that to occur since this was his first fight.

Arc stepped into the ring and looked around. He blinked, strangely feeling at home as he basked in the cheers of the crowd. It was then that he heard a voice suddenly call out. However, the voice was not out loud, but in his head, ringing in his mind.

~Ladies and Gentlemen! Our next qualification begins now! Our first competitor is Arc Pikachu!~ the voice called. Arc blinked and looked up to a spectator's box nearby in the audience. All of his jitters suddenly washed away as he saw two people sitting there, smiling down at him.

One was a vaguely feline Pokemon. She was roughly the same age as Arc, about eight years old. The child was short even for her age, with a skinny, graceful build. She had pink fur, shoulder length pink hair, and deep blue eyes. A long rope-like tail flicked back and forth behind her as she grinned at him playfully. She wore nothing but a golden tiara in her hair, made with the finest craftsmanship and gorgeous jewels. She was absolutely beautiful.

Beside her was a little foxgirl. She had large ears, brown fur, and large brown eyes. Her chest was covered by a large puff of fur. A large, bushy tail swished behind her, wagging even faster when she saw Arc. She had red hair that was down to her lower back. She waved excitedly when she saw him looking up at her, giggling. Arc thought that the other girl was amazingly stunning, but his eyes were only for the vixen.

~...Mew? Vix?~ Arc thought, blinking. The voice echoed in his head again as the pink-furred girl winked playfully.

~Keep your eyes on the field, Arc. Good luck!~ the voice said, as the girl giggled. Mew was the Princess of Kanto. She was also the most powerful psychic Pokemon in the Kingdom, and one of the most powerful in the world. Arc knew that the Princess actually was mute, unable to speak. She communicated entirely through telepathy. +

~Good luck, Arc!!!~ a second voice called in his head. Arc saw the Eevee beside Mew wave and bounce up and down in her seat. Arc figured that Mew was transmitting Vix's thoughts to him. The young Pikachu had been close, dear friends with the Princess and the other girl since he was a baby.

~Thanks... ~ Arc thought, knowing Mew would transmit it to Vix. He turned back to the ring, waiting for his opponent to come out.

~And his opponent... SNORLAX!!!~ the Princess called, broadcasting her thoughts out to each and every person in the crowd. It made her a perfect announcer, since she required no amplification to be heard over the roar of the crowd.

The little mouse blinked as a massive drop of sweat rolled down the side of his head. The ground shook under Arc's feet as he looked around. A massive bear-like creature, the same one from the waiting room, stomped down the ramp that the little Pikachu had just walked down. The green-furred bear towered over the young mouse, almost six times his size. The Snorlax looked down and snorted a little.

"...Dis de guy I supposed to beat up?" he asked with a loud yawn, looking over at the side of the ring. An Arcanine with a whistle around his neck stood there and looked rather confused at being addressed. The referee blinked and nodded.

"...Dis is gonna be boring..." yawned the Snorlax, looking down at Arc. The boy frowned.

"Hey! You'd better take me seriously!" Arc growled, annoyed. The Snorlax chuckled.

"...You is tiny. Why should I take ya ser'yusly?" the Snorlax replied. Arc's cheeks sparked with anger at being underestimated.

"Big things come in small packages!" Arc retorted, his lightning-bolt tail flicking back and forth.

"Are you ready?" the referee interrupted, looking back and forth between the competitors.

"...Yah, I is ready..." the Snorlax mumbled sleepily.

"Let's do this!" Arc snarled, his anger overwhelming his nervousness.

"You win by submission, knock out, or ring out! Other than that, anything goes, no rules!" the Arcanine said.

~Then let the sacred battle begin!!!~ Mew's mental voice called. With that, the Arcanine ran away as fast as he could, getting out of the ring.

Arc growled, getting down into a battle-crouch, ready to attack as he watched the Snorlax. The massive bear, however, seemed less than interested in taking a battle-stance, simply standing and staring down at the little Pikachu.

Angered at being underestimated, the young boy leapt at the massive bear. His foot lashed out as he spun, aiming to kick the Snorlax in the face. With an almost casual movement, the Snorlax backhanded Arc right out of the air, his fist the size of a duffel bag. Arc flew back and slammed against the smooth stone floor, groaning as he clambered back to his feet. He prepared himself for a follow-up, but to his surprise, the Snorlax hadn't moved to press his attack.

"Give up, lil' mousie. You is wastin' my time," the Snorlax said, the barest hint of a smirk on his muzzle.

"No way! I'm gonna MAKE you regret underestimating me!!!" Arc growled angrily. His cheeks sparked again as he felt the natural electricity course through every cell in his body. He growled and pointed a finger at the Snorlax.

"THUNDERSHOCK!!!" he shouted. A spark of crackling light leapt from his fingertip and streaked towards the Snorlax. The Snorlax yelped in pain as a surge of electricity rushed through him, causing his fur to stand on end.

"Ouch... Dat stung!" he growled, glaring down at Arc, "Lil' mousie should know better dan to sting a big mean bear..."

"I'll do a whole lot more than that. Now FIGHT ME!" Arc shouted angrily. He fired a second Thundershock and a third, making the Snorlax yowl in pain.

"If lil' mousie wants me to fight, he's gonna get his wish!" the Snorlax growled. The ground shook as the massive bear stomped at Arc. The Snorlax lowered his shoulder, charging at Arc with the force of a freight train. The Pikachu yelped and leapt aside just in time as the bear swept past him. Arc tucked in and rolled back to his feet, turning to face his massive opponent.

The Snorlax growled and charged again, this time slashing with his massive paws, his claws flashing in the sunlight. Arc backflipped out of the way, pelting the Snorlax with more sparks of lightning. Knowing he could not match the Snorlax in hand-to-hand, Arc used his special attacks to attempt to wear down the gigantic bear. The Snorlax, angered by the pain, began to get more and more aggressive, throwing punches that could easily have crushed boulders. The good news was that Arc was several times faster than the bear. The bad news was that he was considerably weaker. Arc's acrobatics could allow him to dodge the Snorlax's attacks with relative ease, but at the same time, it would only take one good blow for Arc to go down.

The crowd roared in approval as Arc bobbed and weaved, leaping out of the way of the Snorlax's massive fists. The young Pikachu panted for breath, beginning to grow exhausted from the exertion of avoiding attack after attack. He knew he had to end the fight and fast, or he'd begin to grow tired, and his fighting would get sloppy. He'd make a mistake and it would all be over.

Arc kicked the ground hard and launched himself into the air away from the Snorlax. He backflipped several times as he soared on an arc across the ring. The boy landed lightly and skipped backwards several more steps to give himself some extra room.

"Hey, tubbo! Over here!!!" he called, crouching down. The Snorlax turned sleepily to face him.

"...It's not nice to call me dat..." the Snorlax growled sleepily.

"I'll call you a lot worse than that! C'mon, come at me!!" taunted Arc. The Snorlax bellowed a battlecry and charged forward. Arc held his ground, waiting until the very last possible second. At the last moment, the Pikachu leapt forward, right at the Snorlax. The audience gasped as one, expecting the little mouse to get flattened. Instead, Arc grabbed onto the Snorlax's massive stomach. Kicking off, he leapt up and over the bear's head. He flipped around, landing behind the Snorlax. Having built up so much momentum, the Snorlax wheeled his arms, trying to stop before he fell out of the ring. He managed to stop about three feet before the edge.

Arc sprang forward. He growled and used Agility, his entire body moving at three times its normal speed. The boy streaked across the ring at the Snorlax, roaring a battlecry. Several feet from the Snorlax, he dug his feet into the ground and leapt forward with as much force as he could manage.

"VOLT TACKLE!!!" he shouted. As he bolted towards the massive Pokemon, his entire body crackled with lightning. He slammed into the Snorlax's back with immense force, grunting as the shock of impact ran down his spine. The Snorlax yelped in pain at both the force of the tackle and the surge of electricity that jolted every nerve ending in his body. The impact actually lifted the Snorlax clean off his feet, pushing him out of the ring. He slammed into the ground with a resounding THUD as Arc fell back, bounced back towards the ring from the blow.

The Arena was silent for a moment as the Arcanine referee ran forward and blinked as if unable to believe what he just saw. He looked up towards the private box overlooking the ring where Princess Mew sat and watched, and raised a hand towards Arc. Mew smiled wide and nodded.

~Ladies and Gentlemen, by method of ring out, your winner is... ARC!!!~ the young Princess's voice rang out in every mind in the Arena. The crowd roared their approval, cheering for the young Pikachu as he picked himself up off the ground.

Arc blinked for a moment, dazed from the final attack. It took him several moments to realize that the battle was over, and it wasn't until the Arcanine lifted his hand into the air that he realized that he won. Arc smiled and leapt into the air, yelling in delight. The Arcanine blinked and moved out of the way of the boy's celebration.

~Arc has qualified to compete in the Arena. We look forward to seeing his future battles!~ Mew called to the crowd, grinning wide with pride for her friend.

~Arc... Meet me inside,~ Mew said directly to the Pikachu, winking at the boy playfully.

Arc blinked, smiled, and nodded up at the Princess. He was reluctant to leave the adulation of the crowd, but he knew that he had to leave the ring. Waving to the audience, the boy turned and walked back up the ramp, back to the waiting room.

"Nicely done, kid. I look forward to seein' more of you around here..." the Ursaring receptionist purred to him, winking and licking her lips. The boy blushed and nodded, rushing out of the room.

As Arc walked back into the Arena halls, he was suddenly blindsided. A flash of brown and red streaked out of nowhere, tackling him. He yelped in surprise, knocked off his feet. The boy rolled and tumbled until he ended flat on his back, looking up to see Vix on top of him.

The little child smiled and leaned down to kiss his cheek, nuzzling against him as her big tail swished back and forth eagerly. Arc smiled and wrapped his arms around her, returning the kiss as his lightning-bolt twitched. He looked up and smiled even wider as Mew came around the corner, hovering several inches off the ground. The Princess levitated with her telekinesis, floating as she lifted herself into the air. She landed lightly beside the Pikachu and the Eevee.

~Good fight, Arc. Actually one of the best qualification matches I've seen!~ Mew said, giggling aloud.

"Yeah! You were awesome! When you went BAM! And he was like GRAWR! And then you were like ZAP!!!" Vix giggled, reenacting the fight. Arc laughed too, finding his friend completely adorable. Mew giggled too.

"Thanks... I didn't know if I would win... Glad I did!" Arc said modestly, grinning. He climbed to his feet and hugged the Princess affectionately.

~We decided to come and congratulate you...~ Mew said, grinning. As she embraced the young Pikachu, she reached down and ran her fingertips over his loins. The mouse squeaked in surprise, arching his back a little.

Arc blushed, looking down. When most males were unaroused, their sheathes were near invisible, hidden from view. The young Pikachu, however, was different. His sheath was a massive bulge, clearly defined. Though no one understood exactly why or how, the boy was gifted with one of the largest penises in the Kingdom. Mew's theory was that he was gifted by one of the gods at birth, maybe Dialga or Palkia. Vix thought maybe that one of Arc's ancestors was a Rapidash. Whatever the reason, the boy was truly gifted.

He groaned in pleasure as Mew's fingertips slid up and down his sheath, gently caressing his sensitive fur. Arc arched his back, his body responding to her touch. The massive pouch swelled under her paw, pushing back. Arc closed his eyes, shivering as Mew's fingers slid up and down his pouch, teasing the sensitive fur. The Pikachu blinked, suddenly feeling another pair of paws on his sheath. He looked down to see Vix gently stroking him alongside the Princess.

"Ah... Ahnnnn..." Arc moaned, "Sh-Should we be d-doing this here? I mean... we're in plain sight of everyone... We're not even in a side hallway..."

~I wouldn't worry. I've put up a "telepathic smokescreen." As far as anyone is concerned, we're just part of the wall,~ Mew said with a smirk. Sure enough, at that moment a Cyndaquil came down the hall. His eyes passed right over the spot where they stood, but he did not give any indication that he noticed them, or even saw them at all.

~As far as anyone's concerned, we're not here,~ Mew said with a grin, giving Arc's sheath a particularly firm squeeze. As she did, the head of Arc's penis finally emerged into the open. The mushroom helmet was easily the size of an orange as it pressed out, followed by the first inches of his shaft. He moaned in delight, feeling Vix attempt to wrap her small paws around his flesh. Even using both hands, she could not close them entirely around his member.

"Wow... Every time I see it I'm always amazed!" Vix giggled, watching the length pulse and throb. Mew smirked, gently sliding a fingertip over the head. Arc groaned as his penis gave a pulse in response.

"Ahh! C-Careful... I'm sensitive!" he whimpered. As the girls teased him, his hidden scrotum began to descend, containing his heavy, swollen grapefruit-sized testicles. Vix grinned and weighed them in her paws, feeling them tremble.

~Oh, good... Then I'll have to do it again... and again... and again...~ Mew teased, sticking her tongue out at the boy, even as she rubbed the head of his cock over and over. Arc moaned, his length hanging out of his sheath, soft. As the girls poked, tickled, stroked, and teased him, his penis began to rise into the air slowly, erecting itself with the precision of a master architect. It grew larger and larger, twitching with his heartbeat. Between the leftover adrenaline from the fight and the girls' expert touch, his member soon stood proud from his hips.

Arc's penis was the standard humanoid shape but almost exaggerated in size. It was almost fifteen inches in length, long enough for the head to easily brush against Arc's chest. Not only was it long, but it was thick, almost as wide as a soda can. The head was almost entirely covered by a thick foreskin. The boy moaned in pleasure as Mew and Vix gently ran their fingertips along his flesh, admiring the massive length.

~Very nice, Arc... Now I remember why I keep you around!~ Mew grinned, watching the length pulse and twitch.

"And here I thought it was my sparkling personality," Arc replied, smirking.

~Oh, absolutely not. It's your penis,~ Mew replied, making Arc blink. She smirked and leaned back a little, adding, ~Mmm... Wish mine was that big.~

Sure enough, between Mew's legs, a cock twitched and pulsed, extended from her sheath fully. The Princess was considerably smaller than Arc, only eight inches. Like his, a foreskin covered the tip, and it bobbed up and down, twitching with arousal. Below her cock was not a scrotum, but instead her cleft, dripping with wetness. Arc and Vix were two of only a handful of people in the entire Kingdom who knew that the Princess was a hermaphrodite.

"Wow, Princess... You're rock hard!" Vix gasped, looking at Mew's cock. The Princess smiled and giggled.

~Watching Arc out there on the battlefield really worked me up. It took everything I had to keep from springing a stiffy out there, and then having to mindwipe everyone who saw,~ she said with a grin.

"Well, why don't I take a taste..." Vix purred softly, her long, bushy tail flicking back and forth. Before either Mew or Arc could react, she had gripped their penises, one in each paw. She stroked them firm and slow, making them moan in pleasure. The fox gently reached up and peeled down the feline Princess' hood, exposing the head of her cock. The fox leaned in and gently slid her tongue around her tip, making Mew shiver as a rush of pleasure ran down her spine.

"Hey, I thought this was supposed to be my treat?" Arc asked, raising an eyebrow at Vix.

"Princesses always go first, Arc. Don't you know that? I don't want her to throw me in the dungeon..." the vixen giggled.

~She's right, y'know,~ Mew chimed in playfully. Arc grunted, giving both girls a playful glare.

Vix murmured softly as she slipped her tongue into Mew's foreskin, making the young psychic gasp aloud with pleasure. The feline moaned in pleasure as Vix gently tickled her shaft with the tip of her tongue. Her member twitched, bouncing off the fox's tongue as she slowly rocked her hips, shivering. Arc watched, his own shaft pulsing hard at the sight. Vix seemed to feel it as it throbbed in her paw and she looked up to smile.

"And now your turn..." she murmured softly, turning her attention to Arc's penis. She gripped his length tight, slowly sliding her fuzzy fingertips up and down his cock. Vix leaned in, kissing the tip of Arc's massive cock. She lavished it with her tongue, working the hard flesh with her hand and tongue. Arc moaned in pleasure as he felt the foxgirl's tongue slip under his foreskin, swirling around the tight hood. She did not pull down the foreskin, instead choosing to leave it covering his head, as she trailed her tongue slowly down each and every inch of Arc's cock. The boy was trembling in ecstasy by the time she reached his sheath.

"Ah-ahh..." Arc groaned. A thick bead of sticky, clear fluid formed on the tip of his length, slowly dribbling down. Vix grinned and leaned in to lick it off, dragging her tongue torturously slow over the Pikachu's head.

"Aww... Look at that! I've already got you dripping!" Vix giggled, "Mmm... and just as sweet as ever."

~Well, since this is your victory treat... It's up to you what you want to do...~ Mew said to Arc with a warm smile. Arc blinked and thought for a moment. The Pikachu blushed as a large crowd of people walked by, but not one of them gave the group a second look. Thanks to Mew, it was as if they were completely invisible, despite being in plain sight.

"Anything I want, huh?" Arc asked, flicking one of his long ears with a smile. He reached down and petted Vix's ears gently, smirking at Mew.

~...Within REASON, Arc,~ Mew said, giving the Pikachu a playful glare.

"Well... I suppose I'd like to ride her Royal Princess until she can't take any more..." Arc said with a grin. Vix blinked and looked slightly disappointed as her ears drooped. Arc noticed and kissed her cheek affectionately.

"You and I can play any time, Vix, but Mew's the Princess. We don't get to see her all the time," Arc explained, smiling, "Besides... She's got a nice big stiffy too!"

Vix blinked and nodded eagerly, her big tail flicking back and forth. Arc's lightning-bolt tail wagged too as he moved up to the Princess, his massive shaft swaying back and forth like a metronome. He grinned, gently placed his paws on her hips, and gently plucked her out of the air where she was hovering. She gasped as the Pikachu gently turned her around so that she faced away from him. Arc smiled as he began to rub his massive shaft between Mew's legs, feeling her nectar soaking his erection.

"Ooh! This is gonna feel good..." he moaned, feeling her soft, furry inner thighs peel down his foreskin. Positioning himself properly, he pressed the head of his penis firmly against her sopping wet petals. His length slowly penetrated her, making her walls spread wide around his flesh. He gently hugged the Princess as he pumped his hips, working inch after inch of his cock deeper into her.

~Ah-ahhh!~ Mew whimpered telepathically, ~Arc! S-Sooo th-thick!!!~

The little mouse groaned in joy as he slowly worked more and more of his length deeper into the feline. After a minute, he bottomed out inside her, with still over half of his penis exposed. He panted with the effort it had taken to push inside her. He shivered, feeling her hot wetness spasm around him. The Princess' blue eyes were shut as she shuddered from head to toe, her cock throbbing powerfully, dripping to the floor. It was then that she felt warmth and wetness slide against the head of her penis.

Mew opened her eyes to see Vix grinning wide as she rubbed her sopping-wet furry petals against the Princess' tip. With a firm press of her hips, she slowly lowered herself onto Mew's shaft, letting the head of the cock slip inside her tight folds. The Eevee moaned in pleasure as she lowered herself onto the throbbing shaft. She murmured softly and nuzzled against the Princess's cheek as she shivered in pleasure. Mew groaned in ecstasy, penetrated by Arc's massive cock even as her own length slowly slid inside the incredible tightness of Vix.

Vix moaned in delight. The little Eevee had the tightest cleft that both Mew or Arc had ever encountered and despite all the times they had been with her she never seemed to loosen up. Mew moaned as her diamond-hard length was squeezed and clenched with every pump of her hips. Vix grinned and kissed Mew as she wrapped her arms around the pink-furred feline. Her big, bushy tail swished back and forth in time with her thrusts, her clitoris grinding against Mew's pulsing flesh.

Arc growled aggressively as he drove his gigantic cock into the little Princess. Her body trembled as the thick log of flesh battered her inner walls. His pre spurted in thick gushes, filling her body, pouring out of her as he wrapped his arms around Mew from behind. He groaned in ecstasy, sliding his slick shaft back and forth, only able to drive half of his fifteen hot, hard inches into her. It did not diminish from the pleasure for either of them, as her warm juices ran down his flesh and his massive cock filled her cunny. Arc growled and jackhammered into the Princess, leaning in to lick and nibble at her neck. The little Pikachu forced his hips forward hard, each wet slap causing Mew's body to jerk and made her thrust into Vix.

Having been so worked up beforehand, it did not take long for Vix to cry out in purest ecstasy. Her body shuddered from head to toe as she squealed. Her inner walls trembled around Mew as she hugged the Princess tight, her nipples rubbing against Mew's. Mew cried aloud at the sensation, her rarely-heard voice echoing off the walls. The Eevee girl moaned in ecstasy as her tunnel clamped down upon the feline's pulsing, twitching length. She groaned as her orgasm ripped through her, her entire body spasmed wildly, and her honey flooded down over Mew's hips.

Between Arc's pounding cock and Vix's spasming inner walls, the poor princess was completely helpless. The knowledge that her subjects were walking by her right in the hallway, and were completely unaware that their ruler was currently getting plowed was too much for Mew. As a group of Pokemon walked by, chattering about the last match, Mew arched her back into the fox and squealed aloud. Her penis jerked violently as a tingling sensation boiled up her length. As Mew crushed her hips to Vix, hot, thick semen erupted from the fat head, splashing inside the other girl. She moaned weakly, burying her muzzle in Vix's furry shoulder to muffle her cries as she pumped the Eevee full of her gooey cum. Her inner walls trembled wildly around Arc's gigantic flesh.

Feeling Mew spasm around his gigantic spear of flesh, Arc could only do one thing. He gave a loud cry of "CHUUUU!" as he buried himself as deep as he could go inside Mew. His massive penis began to jerk and ripple as his grapefruit-sized testicles clenched and rose up snugly against his pulsing shaft. Mew's eyes went wide as she could actually feel a rippling bulge travel up the underside of Arc's cock, moments before she felt an incredible flood of hot liquid flood her tunnel. The Pikachu overflowed the feline in a single gush as thick fluid rushed back out of Mew and over his own pelvis. Arc groaned and grunted as he felt each long rush of spunk erupt from his throbbing cock with the force of a volcano.

Writhing between Vix and Arc, Mew's penis accidentally slipped free of the Eevee's cleft and began to pulse against the vixen's stomach. Thick pink liquid erupted from the tip of her penis, draping delicately over Vix's fur. For her part, the girl giggled, rubbing the sticky pink goo into her fur, smearing it in. Vix's bushy tail flicked back and forth with the spasms and quivers of her inner walls. Mew moaned, thrusting her shaft into the Eevee's soft stomach fur, sending thick sprays of pink semen over the girl's brown and cream fur and long crimson hair.

Watching Mew utterly drench the little Eevee, Arc grinned and decided to add his own cream to the mix. He slowly pulled his gigantic pulsing log of flesh out of the little pink-furred kitten's tight tunnel. Gripping his cock with both hands, as if trying to wrangle a serpent, he moaned and slopped thick, powerful gushes of golden fluid over Mew's back. The feline could feel the liquid crackle with a slight static charge that tingled wherever it landed. She cried as literal pints of Pikachu semen drenched her, splashing over her body to soak Vix as well. Arc smiled as he gently rested his massive shaft against Mew's tight, round, furry rear, slowly thrusting with each long spurt. His gold semen sparkled in the light as it fired over the two girls, splashing the floor of the hall. Arc barely cared about the mess he was making; all that mattered was sharing his pleasure with his two best friends. He gently wrapped his arms around Mew and pulled her into a hug. The Pikachu groaned as he felt the head of his penis pressed against his chest, trapped between his own and Mew's soft fur. He could feel each pulse of spunk rush up his flesh and splatter her fur as he moaned softly.

An Audino bustled by, carrying a tray of buns to serve to the Arena crowd. Unaware of the presence of the Pikachu, the Eevee, and the Princess due to Mew's psychic camouflage, she didn't even notice as the buns got an accidental coating of thick, gooey pink and gold "icing." Arc and Mew giggled as they watched the oblivious vendor walk down the hall, ready to serve her newly glazed wares.

The trio slowly came down from their orgasmic high, laying against each other, panting. Arc leaned in and gently kissed Mew, then Vix, his long, lightning-bolt tail flicking back and forth as he dribbled a thick puddle of golden semen onto Vix's stomach. Mew sighed happily, reaching up to adjust her crooked tiara, nuzzling into the young boy. Vix, for her part, was half-comatose, staring at the ceiling as her tongue lolled out of her muzzle.

"Mmm... Thanks, Mew... That was... great..." Arc sighed happily.

~You're VERY welcome. Unfortunately, I think Vix is near unconscious, so you might have to carry her out of here...~ the little Princess giggled, licking a dribble of cum from the tip of Arc's cock.

"I'll take care of her. So... When's my first REAL match?" Arc asked, grinning. Mew smirked mischievously.

~Check the big bulletin board in the main lobby tomorrow. You'll be up there. But before you go, lemme do somethin'...~ Mew thought in response, smirking. Her eyes glowed bright pink as she called upon her psionic abilities. A glowing pink aura surrounded Arc and Vix, and suddenly their fur was clean, as literal gallons of thick semen evaporated into thin air. Princess Mew winked playfully.

~Can't do anything about that big log hanging down between your legs, but at least I can clean you off so you can go celebrate your victory without your fur being all squishy and sticky,~ Mew said with a grin. Arc laughed.

"Thanks! I'm looking forward to tomorrow!" the young boy said, carrying the half-conscious vixen as he walked away. Mew watched her best friend go, her long tail flicking in amusement and pride.

~I'm sure you are... And I'm going to enjoy watching you every step on your way to the top...~ Mew thought to herself, smiling proudly.

*****

While most of Kanto was happy, content, and wealthy under the rule of Princess Mew, that is not to say that things were perfect. Case in point, take the events that occurred that night in the southern district of Kanto City. While the rest of the city slept, three figures soared through the night sky, landing lightly on a rooftop of a jewelry store. The three crept quietly towards a skylight, grinning as they saw the wealth below.

"Good idea, Tsubasa... They're loaded in there..." murmured one of the figures. He looked at a bird Pokemon, a Pidgeotto. The girl was in her mid-teens and had just begun to blossom. She was a few inches short of being five feet tall, and she had piercing magenta eyes with long crimson hair. Her beak seemed to be permanently curled into a sneer of arrogance as she looked down covetously at the jewels below.

"Absolutely. This might be our best heist yet, Nezumi..." she replied to her companion. The first figure was a male Rattata who was roughly the same age. He was slim and lanky, taller than her by an inch or so. He brushed a lock of his purple hair out of his face and chuckled. His blue eyes sparkled in the moonlight as his long curled tail flicked.

"We're gonna make a fortune on this... Just let me see about picking the lock..." Nezumi murmured, kneeling down by the skylight, pulling a tool from a pouch held on his waist by a thin leather cord. Tsubasa grinned and leaned in beside him.

"Ooh, you always have the perfect tool for everything in that pouch of yours..." she cooed softly, reaching down to grope the male's sheath. Nezumi blinked and grunted softly, shivering at her feathery touch.

"Y-Yeah, I do... but unless you wanna get caught and taken to jail, I suggest we focus on the tools in my hand, not in between my legs," Nezumi replied, chuckling.

"If you two'd be kind enough to stop yappin', can we break in already?" the third member of the group griped. He stepped up to them, tapping his foot impatiently. The boy was younger than the other two, only about ten years old. He was a feline Pokemon, short with shaggy brown hair and cream-colored fur. Long whiskers sprouted from his muzzle and above his eyes. A gold coin was attached to his forehead. His dark blue eyes were narrowed in an annoyed glare.

"Oh, come on, Neko. You have just as much fun playing around with Nezumi as I do!" Tsubasa chirped, looking at the Meowth.

"...Yeah, I do. But I also don't play around with 'im in the middle of a heist! Now, c'mon!" Neko grumbled, his curled tail swishing. The boy may have been younger than the other two, but he was a much more aggressive criminal. He stared covetously at the gold, silver, and jewels glittering below and cracked his knuckles eagerly.

"And... There we go! We're in!" said Nezumi, grinning as he flicked the tool, causing the lock to emit a satisfying click.

"Ah! Great! Let's go!" Tsubasa giggled, reaching down and gripping the edge of the skylight. With Nezumi and Neko's help, she lifted the lid to the window and peered down.

"All right. Time to get some unearned spoils..." Nezumi said with a grin. Suddenly, all three looked up as a voice rang out in their heads.

~Hrm. Thieves respect property. They merely wish other's property to become their property that they may more perfectly respect it,~ said the voice, deep and resonating. Neko yelped and bared his claws, looking around.

"Who said that?! Come out here!!!" the boy growled, looking about. His night vision was the best of the three, being a feline, but he could not see anything out of the ordinary.

"...Are we... hearing things?" Tsubasa blinked, frowning. The bird gazed about, her sharp vision incapable of seeing anything strange either.

"...If you are, than I am too. It was some kinda voice... in my head..." Nezumi squeaked nervously.

"Milord, are ya sure that these are the ones we want? They don't look like much ta me... I don't think they have what it takes," another voice spoke from the darkness, this one aloud. The trio of thieves yelped and turned to see a cloud of black smoke billowing seemingly from nowhere. Out of the smog, stepped a buxom woman.

She was tall, about five feet and eight inches in height. Her coat of black fur glistened in the moonlight as her eyes glowed red. She was all curves, with large breasts that jiggled and bounced hypnotically with every step she took. A patch of light brown fur coated her chest and stomach. Ridges of bone rose from her back, and long curved horns swept back behind her. The Doberman-like woman smirked as she sauntered forward. Around her neck, talismans of various shapes and sizes dangled from an ornate necklace. She wore a cord belt around her waist with several large, bulging bags attached. A ponytail of long shiny black hair fell down to her waist. From her hips jutted a large, long black shaft that twitched and pulsed at eleven inches long.

"Who are you?!" growled Tsubasa angrily.

"Who I am doesn't matter, lil chickadee. All that matters is that Milord has chosen you to be his servants," the Houndoom replied with a chuckle. She spoke with a foreign accent, marking her as not being from the Kanto region.

"You'd better start talking sense, or I'm gonna cut a new hole in ya..." Neko growled angrily as he swiped at the air in front of him threateningly.

~You'll do nothing at all, little kitten, except STAND STILL!~ the first voice echoed in their skulls again. Instantly, Tsubasa felt herself completely unable to move from head to toe. From the startled gasps of her companions, she assumed they had been rendered as stiff as statues as well, but she could not turn her head to confirm.

Her attention, and the attentions of Neko and Nezumi were drawn to the air in front of them. The very space seemed to shimmer and shift, as violet-colored energy crackled. In a bright flash, a massive creature appeared before them.

He was seven feet tall, towering over the young thieves. The creature had vaguely feline features, yet was strangely misshapen. He had purple-white fur, save for a patch on his lower stomach that was dark purple all the way to his long tail. He had two horn-like "ears" that stood from his head. His eyes were deep blue as he glared down at the teenagers. He had a bony pectoral section, almost like a chest plate, and a strange tube-like protrusion that connected the base of his skull to his back. Strangely, despite looking nothing at all like her, the creature reminded Tsubasa of Princess Mew.

~...I am Mewtwo, little ones,~ the voice in Tsubasa's head echoed. It was then that she realized it was this creature's telepathy. The massive creature hovered silently in the air, looking down upon them as the Houndoom woman laughed mischievously.

~My dear Sharp, they may not look like much, but I have been watching them for several days. They are quite skilled at their craft... and they are perfect for the job I have in mind,~ Mewtwo said, smirking.

"If yer sure, then I got no argument, Milord Mewtwo..." Sharp replied, giving a cackle that gave the impression that she was not quite sane.

~Now then, children... I have a job that needs to be done, and I believe that thieves of your caliber are what I need...~ Mewtwo said with a smile, touching down lightly on the toes of his long digitigrade feet. Sharp came over to his side, nuzzling against him as he gently ran his bulbous fingertips down her spine, making her shiver in pleasure.

"Nnnf... Nmnrm..." Nezumi whimpered, unable to speak as his muzzle was jammed shut. Mewtwo smirked.

~Unfortunately, I imagine you would not be willing to work for such a strange employer as me... So I think you will require some convincing,~ Mewtwo said frankly, running a fingertip along Sharp's pulsing penis, ~And my companion here, Sharp, is WONDERFUL at convincing people to do what I want them to do...~

~Sharp, my dear, will you do the honors?~ Mewtwo asked with a smirk, running a fingertip down the Houndoom's spine. She shivered, her breasts jiggling with the movement. She smiled at the feline-like creature and slowly stepped towards the three paralyzed thieves.

"Y'see, lil' darlins', I'm gifted in many ways... I have all sorts of magical abilities and powers, but my favorite gift is my spunk," Sharp drawled, stroking her eleven inches of hot, throbbing flesh. Pre dripped wetly to the ground, splashing the roof tiles as she stepped in front of Tsubasa. The Pidgeotto gave the Doberman a glare, which Sharp shrugged off. She grinned, watching the rat, cat, and bird struggle against their psionic bonds, her arousal building. It only took a few strokes before Sharp howled in pleasure, her penis beginning to jerk and pulse.

Hot, thick gray spunk erupted from the head of her cock, firing in a thick arc through the air. It caught Tsubasa right between the eyes, and she would have recoiled in disgust if she could have moved. The rope of semen draped down her face, over her beak and lazily over her chest feathers. In the next instant, blinding pleasure rushed through Tsubasa's body. She gasped as her pupils dilated, her body shivered, and her mind went blissfully empty. The girl opened her beak wide, letting Sharp fill it with gush after gush of spunk, each one sending waves of pleasure and delight through her.

The boys blinked, wondering what was wrong with their companion. It was then that Sharp turned slightly and aimed her gushing shaft first at Nezumi and then at Neko. The boys groaned as the thick, gray goo splashed against their fur, matting it down in thick pints. But then they too fell prey to the extreme bliss that the semen brought. Their eyes went glassy as their pupils expanded so wide that the color in their eyes seemed to vanish. Their struggles against Mewtwo's grip ceased. They moaned and hummed softly, shivering as they were filled with a peaceful, mindless bliss.

Sharp smirked and slopped her last three ropes over each of their tongues, making sure each drank their fill of her semen. She stepped forward and wiped the head of her penis clean in Tsubasa's fur, smirking.

"Y'see, my spunk has special properties, thanks to Lord Mewtwo... First off, whether you drink it, or just get it on your fur, it'll send you into a nice suggestible state, where you'll do whatever I say... You belong to me now, lil' thieves... and that means you belong to Lord Mewtwo," Sharp said with a grin, showing off her sharp teeth.

"...W-We... belong to you..." stammered Neko, with his raspy voice an empty monotone.

"...Wh-What are you going to do with us...?" Nezumi asked, shivering as her gooey gray semen ran down his bare chest and onto his stomach.

"Whatever I want, dearies... Or more specifically, whatever HE wants..." Sharp said with a grin, jerking a thumb over her shoulder at Mewtwo.

"...What does HE want with us...?" Tsubasa managed to ask through her trance.

~Your obedience... Your loyalty... and your unique skills,~ Mewtwo replied. His deep telepathic voice sent shivers down the bird-girl's spine and she gasped.

"Now... The other thing about my spunk is that it's highly addictive... Meanin' that from now on, you'll crave it. You'll desire its taste, its feel, the sensation of bliss that it gives you... and there's nothin' you can do about it. If you want more, you'll have to do what Master Mewtwo commands!" Sharp growled, smirking.

"...We... will do what you say..." groaned Nezumi, his will breaking under the assault of the sensations gripping his body and mind. Neko was barely conscious in Mewtwo's telekinetic grip, his eyes rolled up in his head as he mewled weakly, his body shivering in pleasure. Only Tsubasa still resisted.

"And what if... we try to fight?" she asked, panting with the effort it took just to form a coherent thought and not give in to the empty-headed nirvana that was beckoning her.

"You can't, darlin'. Between my spunk's hypnotic and addictive qualities, and Lord Mewtwo's godly powers, you don't have a choice but to obey us," Sharp said with a smirk, reaching down to smear the thick semen over her chest. Tsubasa moaned and her head slumped to the side as she groaned weakly, her will finally giving in.

"It's done, milord. That Pidgeotto girl is impressive. Anyone else woulda just fallen right under, but she managed to fight it for a few minutes," Sharp said with a grin, looking at her master. Mewtwo smirked and hovered closer, the air around him whispering with the telekinetic energy that surrounded him.

~Good. Then it's time to give our three new servants their first test of loyalty, and their first mission...~ Mewtwo said, smirking. He towered over the two teenagers and the kitten, his eyes glowing purple as he glowered down at them.

"Yes, milord. Right now, they'll obey your every command willingly," Sharp said obediently, stepping aside to let Mewtwo have room.

~For how long?~ Mewtwo asked, glancing over at her. Sharp shrugged.

"About an hour. After, they'll wake up from their trances, but during that time, they're completely under your control," Sharp replied.

~Good. Can you all hear me?~ Mewtwo asked, turning his attention back to the thieves.

"...Yes," Tsubasa mumbled, staring up at him, a blank smile on her beak.

"I can hear you..." Nezumi droned, shivering in her trance.

"...Yes, sir..." Neko mewled, shivering.

~It's time for you to prove your loyalty to your new lord and master...~ Mewtwo said with a smirk. He slowly lowered himself to the ground, his feet touching the roof tiles lightly. He began to instruct the three thieves in what he wanted from them, not with words, but instead by a series of images straight into their minds.

Despite being the one to resist the longest, Tsubasa was also the first to obey Mewtwo's will. She slowly walked towards the creature, staring up at him as she reached up. Her feathery hands slid over his loins as she slowly began to stroke his sheath, her brown eyes empty of conscious thought. A minute later, her wings were joined by two pairs of hands as Neko and Nezumi followed suit. Together, they stroked Mewtwo's gigantic sheath, sliding their fingers through the soft purple fur.

~Mmm. They show promise. Maybe with a little training, they'll be proper servants,~ Mewtwo smirked as he arched his back, pressing his sheath against their paws. His body reacted to their touch quickly, his sheath swelling and his scrotum appearing from its hiding place inside his body. Neko turned his attention from Mewtwo's sheath to his sack and blinked in vague surprise at the sheer size of the fuzzy testicles. Each of Mewtwo's balls were the twice the size of a large grapefruit. Neko began to slowly caress the gigantic orbs, feeling them churn with barely contained spunk.

As the trio stroked and caressed Mewtwo, he groaned aloud in pleasure. It was then that the fat purple head of his penis emerged from his sheath. To the trio's dazed surprise, it was not humanoid in appearance. In fact, it was the flat, wide trumpet of a horse's penis. The creature smirked down at the three dazed and confused thieves, even as they were compelled to continue stroking him.

~...It would do no good to explain to you my origins... Even if you understood them, it would not matter. All you need to know is that I am your lord and master and you are my servants,~ Mewtwo said in answer to their vague, questioning looks.

"...You are our lord and master..." Tsubasa chirped weakly, reaching up to begin stroking the massive flare. Nezumi and Neko echoed her words as they continued to worship the felinoid creature's sheath and sack respectively. Mewtwo grunted softly, rocking his hips as his penis began to emerge from his sheath. Inch after inch of hot, thick flesh emerged quickly, pulsing in Tsubasa's grip as it hardened. Sharp grinned as she watched the dumbfounded expression on the children's faces.

It took several minutes considering the sheer size of the appendage, but soon it stood fully erect, jutting proudly from Mewtwo's hips. It was two feet long and as wide as Tsubasa's bicep. The penis was equine in general shape, with a flat, wide trumpet for a head and a medial ring half way down the flesh. However, unlike a horse, it had a series of soft, fleshy barbs that ran for roughly two inches under the head. It had thick, ropy veins along the sides, all the way down towards the base, where a fleshy bulge sat firmly on top of Mewtwo's sheath. Somewhere in the back of Tsubasa's dazed and drugged mind, she almost thought it looked like a canine knot. The three thieves blinked dazedly, their task completed.

~Hm hm hm... Yes, I know... it IS impressive, isn't it?~ Mewtwo asked with a chuckle, ~You will all become very well acquainted with it in the coming years of enslavement. But for now, I think an introduction will work well enough.~

At Mewtwo's mental command, Nezumi stood and slowly shuffled forward, drifting in a deep, warm trance. He reached up and slowly began to run his fingers up and down his flesh, tracing along the veins. The Rattata leaned in and slowly began to lick and nuzzle the massive flare, unable to resist Mewtwo's orders. His mind was empty as he slowly rubbed his whiskers against the trumpet, feeling the thick, sticky precum leak over his face. Neko joined him a moment later, licking and nibbling at the sheath and knot. Tsubasa's beak lapped at his medial ring, her tongue sliding over the ridge. Mewtwo groaned and his penis bobbed and pulsed powerfully.

"Ooh, milord, it looks like they've got some nice tongues..." Sharp purred, watching. Completely spent from her orgasm, she wasn't ready to get aroused again, but that didn't stop her from enjoying just watching.

~They do. Mmm. I'm going to enjoy training them to do all sorts of things...~ Mewtwo groaned. He slowly thrust his hips, his cock throbbing powerfully as the three entranced thieves licked his flesh.

~Yesss... That's right...~ Mewtwo groaned, reaching down to gently slide his fingertips over Nezumi's ears, even as he drenched the rat's face with clear precum. He barely seemed to notice as the fluid dribbling down his face and chest. By now, Nezumi's shaft was fully erect, his ten-inch shaft bobbing and twitching. Neko groaned and whimpered as his cock pulsed between his legs, but all of his attention was focused on Mewtwo's massive shaft. The feathers of Tsubasa's inner thighs were drenched with her nectar.

Mewtwo smirked, rocking his hips back and forth as his pre spurted from his tip in thick gouts. The three thieves switched places on his telepathic command, and Tsubasa took her place licking at the gigantic head of Mewtwo's penis. The creature moaned aloud, his length pulsing more powerfully as Nezumi's tongue rasped over the barbs under the flare. They were soft and fleshy, made to tickle the inner walls of a female. Neko paid attention to Mewtwo's gigantic testicles, feeling them throb and churn with his burden. He nuzzled against the massive bulge at the base of Mewtwo's cock, feeling it begin to swell.

~Nnn... Are the three of you ready to receive my blessing?~ Mewtwo grunted, his cock jerking violently, threatening to pull free of the three young Pokemon's hands. Thick, sticky fluid gushed from the tip in powerful gouts, drenching Tsubasa's feathers and Nezumi and Neko's fur. The entranced girl and boys did not respond, merely stroking him faster and harder, each staring blankly into space.

~I'll take... nnf... that as a "yes,"~ thought Mewtwo, smirking, ~Well... Ready or not, here... it... comes!!!~

Mewtwo opened his mouth and let out a low, guttural groan of audible pleasure. The creature's knot expanded wide, bulging out dramatically. His thick twenty-four inch cock began to pulsate visibly as a large bulge traveled up the underside of the length. In the next instant, a gigantic spray of creamy, gooey purple liquid erupted from the broad, flat tip. Tsubasa spluttered as she was blasted point blank, knocked backward by the force of the ejaculation. The thick purple semen spurted... and spurted... and spurted... The first eruption of spunk continued for almost fifteen seconds, leaving Tsubasa gasping as pints of liquid drenched her feathers... but the second gush was even larger!

Then it was Nezumi's turn to be on the receiving end of the geyser of semen. Mewtwo groaned as he gripped his penis like a fire hose, aiming it at the Rattata. He barely seemed to notice as Mewtwo's powerful blasts coated his face and chest with purple spunk. Mewtwo draped thick, sticky ropes of cum over his round ears, dribbling down his face and muzzle. The creature grinned, aiming the trumpet of his cock like the muzzle of a cannon, dousing the poor rat with gouts of his spunk. The gooey fluid ran down Nezumi's fur in rivulets, making him shiver. Mewtwo grinned and aimed his length at Nezumi's cock; utterly soaking the boy's jerking ten inches. Nezumi's eyes went wide and he arched his back as his shaft began to pulse, firing thick spouts of his cum into the air. The mouse's hips jerked violently as he cried in ecstasy, sending sprays of his spunk almost ten feet straight up. Even Mewtwo looked surprised at the sheer power of the young thief's ejaculation.

Mewtwo smirked, gripping his writhing serpent of a penis tighter as he directed his gushes over Neko. The young feline gasped as the hot goo drenched his body, splashing against his chest. The Meowth gasped as he got splattered, shivering from head to toe. Getting on the receiving end of a fountain of semen was nothing new for Neko, considering his friendship with Nezumi, but he had never experienced anything like this. Like his companion, the intense blasts of spunk triggered his orgasm. He groaned as his hips pumped back against the hose-like spray, his own gushes of semen lost in Mewtwo's flood. He yowled and fell onto his back, pumping his hips into the air as he helped Mewtwo drench down his own body. The creature smirked as he pumped his shaft with both paws, unloading his thick burden over the Meowth.

Once Neko was drenched, Mewtwo divided his attention between the three young thieves, aiming his spray at each in turn, smirking as they climaxed wildly. As gallons of purple semen drenched their bodies, they fell onto their backs, writhing in the thick, gooey puddle. Mewtwo stroked his flesh as his climax slowly began to wind down. He smirked, slopping his last few ropes over Tsubasa's small breasts, shaking his penis to wring out the last few drops. A steady flow of purple goo dripped from his flare. Tsubasa laid back, moaning as her inner walls trembled, feeling Mewtwo's cum drenched over her. Neko groaned weakly, his hips thrusting as his own white spunk drenched his stomach, mixing with Mewtwo's in lazy swirls and streaks. Nezumi shuddered beside him, his cock jerking and throbbing in orgasmic spasms.

~...Mmm... They'll do nicely. They'll be perfect for what I have planned,~ Mewtwo smirked, his cock hanging down low between his legs, his spunk pouring liberally from the trumpet.

"Good. They'll be comin' out of their trances soon, so I think you should give 'em orders. They'll have no choice but to obey 'em... 'Specially if they want more of my spunk," Sharp replied with a grin. The Houndoom smirked and walked up beside her master, rubbing his side affectionately. Mewtwo, for his part, ignored her affections, his blue eyes glowing as his tail flicked back and forth predatorily.

~Very well... Listen up, little ones. Here is what you will do...~ Mewtwo said with a smirk. He reached inside their minds and sent a series of telepathic commands, letting them know exactly what he wished of them. The bird, rat, and cat nodded slowly in understanding.

"We obey, Lord Mewtwo..." Tsubasa chirped quietly. Slowly, their eyes came back into focus as the effects of Sharp's entrancing semen wore off. They blinked dazedly as they picked themselves off the ground and shivered in the afterglow. Nezumi looked up at Mewtwo and glared with undisguised hatred. He was compelled to obey the creature, but at the same time, he found himself free to think.

"My L-L-Lord..." he stammered, choking on the word. He shook his head in disgust at being forced to address the creature that had just controlled and violated him with such respect.

~Yes?~ Mewtwo inquired, looking down at the Rattata.

"O-Once we complete the task... How will we find you?" Nezumi asked weakly. Mewtwo blinked once and a smirk emerged on his muzzle.

~...You won't. I'll find YOU,~ Mewtwo chuckled. His eyes glowed bright purple and a blinding aura surrounded Sharp and him. In a flash, they had vanished without a trace... if one defined "without a trace" as leaving behind gallons of purple spunk drenching the rooftop.

"Wh-What do we do now?" Neko whimpered, his usual bravado shattered by what had just occurred.

"...We obey our master... until we can find a way to get away. After all, that's what thieves are good at;" Tsubasa said as she stared at the spot Mewtwo had vanished, "Escaping..."