Treasure Hunter
A fluffy critter with a penchant for material wealth finds what he truly needs in a secluded glade.
Treasure Hunter By Anonymless
The deepest glade of the forest had not been disturbed by the feet of humans for many years. It carried an air of mystery, and the numerous marble statues keeping silent vigil over it hinted at a civilization that had long been washed away by the passage of time. It was such that even the Pokemon who lived in the forest regarded the glade as a sacred place and did their best not to touch it, or at the very least, most of them did.
The undergrowth rustled, and a lone raccoon dog jumped out of it towards the edge of the glade. The striped creature noticed one of the human-shaped statues in front of him and nearly driveled at the sight, unable to contain his covetous glee. He had little interest in the historical significance of the artifacts, but he understood that they must be worth a substantial amount of money.
Moving closer, the Zigzagoon noticed that the statues formed a pattern. They stretched out in four directions like a crosshair, and all of them had their backs turned to a larger stone at the middle point. This large stone had an upright rectangular shape, and elaborate runes covered its every surface. He decided to abandon the outer statues and focus his attention on this stone, walking closer to look at it in greater detail.
The runes were in some archaic language, and he could certainly not trouble himself with attempting to decipher them. However, he had a hunch that the stone was hiding something from him, and began to examine it with his paws. The surface was cold to the touch, and surprisingly smooth. After a moment, he noticed a crevice near the edge of the stone. It seemed as if one part of the stone was not completely connected to another, which sparked his curiosity.
Try as he might, he was unable to move the foremost segment of the stone from the rest of it; the depression was just too narrow. He let out a short sigh and remained still for a moment, considering his next course of action. Finally, he decided to return to the outer statues and examine them as well.
The distinctive call of a Taillow could be heard from the trees nearby as he continued his hunt for treasure. He examined every one of the statues in order, touching them with his paws to check if there were any smaller components that he could tear off and sell for a profit. However, his search proved fruitless for the time being.
He looked around again, observing the pattern of the statues. Then he noticed something; one of the statues was ever so slightly out of alignment with the rest. Where all the other statues firmly stood at just the right angle from the middle point, this one had rotated a few degrees clockwise. Instinctively, he began to prepare a mighty Tackle.
The Zigzagoon slammed his entire body into the statue, handily returning it to its correct position. He heard a click from below, and an underground system of concealed machinery began to move the middlemost stone segment out of the way, revealing the entrance to a small room behind it.
Smiling to himself, the Zigzagoon walked to the entrance and peered inside. The room was quite barren, containing only a single stone pedestal. Atop the pedestal was an object - a necklace of some sort, bearing a lustrous gem that sparkled in the sunlight. The Zigzagoon jumped up and grabbed the necklace, holding its chain firmly in his fangs. Then, he quickly jumped off the pedestal and walked out again, and with his prize secure, decided to start heading back home.
"Stop."
The Zigzagoon yelped, dropping the necklace in surprise at the sudden voice. Reflexively, he placed his paw on it and held the necklace firmly against the ground.
"Hey!" Zigzagoon called out while nervously looking around. "Where are you?"
There was a brilliant flash, and he quickly closed his eyes. When it subsided, he saw another creature in front of him, floating just a few inches above the grass and waving its slender, pink tail in the air.
"Mew!?" The Zigzagoon gawked at the sudden visitor in disbelief. "What are you doing here?"
"I'll be direct. I am here for the amulet." Mew replied, but did not speak, instead conveying her words to him by some kind of telepathy.
"That makes two of us." The Zigzagoon scoffed. "Let me guess... you're gonna use some of that boundless psychic power and just take it from me?"
"No. I am not a thief," Mew thought. "So I'm hoping that we can resolve the conflict in a peaceful manner."
Zigzagoon sat down, still clutching the necklace chain in his right paw. "Well, then... I found it first, you know. So you're gonna have to offer me something in exchange if you want me to give it to you."
"Yes. What is it you desire?"
"Hm." The Zigzagoon gave her an amused look. He stood up and walked a bit closer to Mew, sniffing in the air. Then he circled her once, examining every side of the legendary Pokemon before returning to his place next to the necklace.
"Well?"
"I'm feeling generous," the Zigzagoon said and smiled. "I'll give you the amulet if you give me a good fuck."
"A base request," Mew replied without a blink, "but simple enough. Are you sure you will trade the amulet for such fleeting pleasure?"
"What? Of course." He laughed, twirling the necklace around his paw. "I'm the best treasure hunter in the world. This thing is pocket change compared to the stuff I found on Mount Pyre last year... but you?"
Zigzagoon held the necklace in his mouth and walked up to Mew, tossing it over her head in a quick motion.
"You're a legend, miss."
Having surrendered the necklace, he turned around again and went back to his previous position, sitting down on the grass a few meters away from Mew.
"Very well. I accept your conditions." Mew adjusted the necklace slightly, letting it hang around her neck.
"Now, then." The Zigzagoon had a hint of mischief in his eyes. "I'm pretty sure it's time for you to fulfill your end of the bargain."
"Yes." Mew replied, as unmoved as ever.
"Come over here."
Mew hovered closer to him, landing softly on the grass and with her head neatly lined up in front of the Zigzagoon's crotch. He chuckled to himself as he placed a paw on Mew's head and shuffled a bit closer, his furred sheath and balls so close to her face that their odor wafted into her nostrils.
Without a word, Mew opened her mouth and started licking his balls. The sensation elicited a gasp from the critter above, and she felt a mild tug on the back of her head as the Zigzagoon's paw pulled her closer. Her tongue danced around the two spheres at a measured pace, while the very tip of his red cock had begun to pop out of his sheath.
"Ooh. Ahh... heehee..." Zigzagoon babbled deliriously. Then, with an abrupt motion he took his paw off Mew's head and stood up. "That's enough foreplay. Let's get started with the good stuff."
He gestured for her to turn around, and she did, getting down on all fours and waiting for the greedy raccoon dog to mount her. It didn't take long before she felt his forepaws land on her back, hurriedly trying to get into the right position.
"You ready?" Zigzagoon asked, but he did not wait for an answer. Seconds later he pushed forward, finding his target on the first try and plunging his slender cock into her depths. The full length of his tool emerged from the sheath shortly after.
His thrusts were short and quick, as if he was trying to stay as deeply inside of her as possible at all times. Mew did her best to hold still while the excited male rocked back and forth and claimed her as his own. They were both so caught up in the act that neither noticed his member swelling up, growing more and more thick with each passing second.
"Ahh..." Zigzagoon moaned, his tongue lolling from his mouth in complete bliss.
It was then she began to feel it: the bulblike protrusion around the base of his cock, separating her walls more widely than ever before. She was ignorant of the finer details of canine anatomy, but this Zigzagoon was happy to provide her with hands-on education.
The Zigzagoon's thrusts were finally starting to slow down, and as he did so, the first load of cum shot out of his swollen member, though far from the last. His knot had now become so large that it sealed her vagina entirely, keeping even a drop of semen from leaking out. The Zigzagoon's movements stopped and he simply rested his weight on her back while his cock still filled her up with more of his seed.
"What is this?" Mew asked him telepathically.
"Oh?" He snapped out of his sexual trance. "Do you mean my knot?"
The Zigzagoon chuckled. He never intended to trick her into being stuck with him, but the thought of it amused him greatly.
"It's a canine thing, miss. When a guy like me fucks someone, the knot swells up and holds them in place until I've made sure that all my cum is inside."
"I see."
To illustrate his point, he took a step backwards and pulled his cock a little bit, causing the knot to bump against her walls. It was stuck all right.
"How long does it usually take?"
"Depends," Zigzagoon replied. "Normally it takes fifteen minutes or so, but it can take longer than that if I haven't had sex in a while... and I haven't," he added with a smile.
Now that it was fully engorged, the knot just about doubled the width of his shaft. Perhaps even more surprising was the fact that he was still ejaculating in small squirts after all this time. If they had been compatible for breeding purposes she would most certainly have been impregnated at this point.
Then, Zigzagoon decided it was time to turn. He quickly lifted his right leg over Mew's back and rotated so that they stood facing opposite directions and with their butts touching each other. The sensation of his large knot shifting in place was enough to make her let out a single moan, which was the first time he'd heard her actually vocalize.
"So we'd better make ourselves comfortable," Zigzagoon said as he adjusted his position. "Pulling out early is quite painful. I wouldn't want to inflict such a thing on a lovely lady like you."
They were still alone in the glade, their tails curling upwards around each other. It would have been a curious sight for any bystander to be sure. Few could claim to have screwed a legendary Pokemon like this Zigzagoon was currently doing, and he seemed to gloat on this fact.
Minutes passed silently, and the knot showed no sign of letting go. As much fun as it was to feel his cum slosh around inside his prized mate, he figured it was time to strike up a conversation to lighten the atmosphere.
"Whatever did you want the amulet for, anyway?" The Zigzagoon turned his head and looked at Mew, who was resting on the ground with only her butt raised. "It just looks like any other priceless artifact to me, and you don't seem like the type who wants to get rich."
"It is a catalyst of psychic power." Mew opened her right paw, and the gem again sparkled in the sunlight. "For mundane creatures it provides limited telekinesis. For a talented psychic, it amplifies their power to the point where they can bend the laws of reality to their will."
"Huh." Zigzagoon eyed her confusedly. "I'm not sure what that means, but I kind of assumed you could already do all that stuff. So you want more power?"
"No." Mew closed her paw. "I wish to destroy the amulet. In the wrong hands, such power could bring ruin to us all."
"Aw..." Zigzagoon winced. "That sounds really boring. If I knew the amulet could make me a psychic, I would have used it myself."
"For what purpose?"
"Oh, totally innocent stuff... like..." Zigzagoon smiled, staring into the distance. "Well, I guess the first thing I'd use it for is charming the ladies, or maybe giving myself a bigger cock."
Mew sighed.
"Just kidding." Zigzagoon laughed and rocked his butt, causing the knot to bump into her walls once again. "It's already big enough as it is. Why, if it was any larger I wouldn't be able to fuck anything!"
"I tire of this." Mew moved her front paws gently, raising herself to all fours.
"You want me to try and pull it out? Well, if you insist!"
The Zigzagoon moved a little closer to Mew and then quickly pulled himself himself away. However, instead of separating the two lovers, the pull only managed to fling them a short distance over the grass, causing Zigzagoon to stumble and land on his face.
"Oh, dammit!" Zigzagoon laughed, shrugging it off. "Hold tight, lass. This won't work if you follow me."
Mew gripped the grass firmly with her front paws while Zigzagoon made another effort. This time, he went a bit slower, and she gasped in pain as the knot forced its way through her entrance, finally coming out with a loud pop. The release brought a flood of liquids with it, most of it belonging to the Zigzagoon, which splashed harmlessly on the ground.
The Zigzagoon staggered a few steps forward and then collapsed, rolling around so his belly was turned to the sky and letting out a heavy, contented sigh. "That... was the best thing ever."
"Are you done?"
"I guess so..." Zigzagoon panted and smiled, his half-erect dick sticking out in clear view of his psychic acquaintance. "Unless you want to be a dear and clean me off, that is. It's no big deal either way."
To his surprise, she followed his suggestion and floated over to him, gently starting to lick his tool free of the white substance. The Zigzagoon closed his eyes and relaxed, letting out deep breaths that almost sounded like purring. She continued to pass her tongue over his sensitive regions, starting near the base of the knot and moving all the way to the tip. When there was no trace of cum left on him, his penis had almost shrunk back into its sheath entirely.
Softly, she pulled away from him so as not to disturb his rest. Once again she held the smooth gem of the amulet in her right paw, regarding its many facets that perfectly reflected the light from the setting sun. Then, she waved her tail and was gone.