FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

This was an collab between myself and the talented writer Atlas86

It contains the illusion of non-consensual sex

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Fresh green leaves rippled in the afternoon air as a large red form flew past, the residual gust causing the tree to stir and shiver as it went by. The heavy patter of footsteps could be heard close behind, belonging to three pairs of boots.

"She's just up ahead," a voice shouted, in hot pursuit of the red shape shifting through the trees in front. The red-and-white coat of sleek fur belonged to Latias, the Legendary Eon Pokemon, her face scrunched up in concentration as she maneuvered her flight in and out of the trees. Close behind her were three men giving chase, sprinting to keep up with her rapid flight speed.

"She can't go anywhere now, she's cornered," another called out, his hand sitting tight on some fearsome-looking tool on his belt. It was true too; Latias found herself rapidly running out of space, her progress blocked by large stone wall that marked the edge to the garden she lived in. What usually was a border to her home now stood as an obstacle to her escape. Pulling up just before she collided with it, the dragon-type whirled around, seeing the approaching forms of her pursuers. Glancing about for an escape was futile; from here there was nowhere to go, and she was well-and-truly surrounded.

"Now," the third man called to the second, "use the net." The second man burst from between two thick bushes, running through with the weapon-like thing held high. Latias cried out in surprise as he pulled the trigger, a thick net bursting free from the tip and engulfing her in its restrictive grasp in mere fractions of a moment. With the weight pinning her down the net quickly brought the psychic-type to the ground, removing her ability to simply fly out of it.

"Got the lass," the second grunted, his chest rising and falling heavily with deep breaths, brought about by their extended chase. The other two men appeared behind him, similarly exhausted from their exercise. Latias squirmed and struggled against her ropey prison, but to no avail; she was well and truly stuck. Realising she couldn't get out she looked up at her captors, an expression of fear written upon her features.

"Don't be lookin' at us like that," one of them grunted, leaning down to stare back firmly, "wait until you see what we've got planned for a beasty like you before ya start pokin' faces." The other men chuckled darkly, and Latias shivered at their tone.

"She's secure. Get her on the truck and let's get going," the second man called, and began to speak in hushed words into a small earpiece fitted against his head. As the other two approached, her struggles redoubled as she attempted to squirm and shimmy out from under the weighted net. She could see the grey, spherical capsules that seemed to hold the thing down, but despite all of her strength none would lift. Behind her, the edges of the net were pulled and tightened around her, fitting her streamlined body into an uncomfortable huddle. She found herself being dragged, her carefully preened down twisting and snapping against the rough earth. She tried to tug at the net again, and again, but she could not break the grasp of the well-muscled men that carried her away. In the distance, she could hear an angry growl, which grew and resolved into a roar as a long truck pulled into the wide clearing she used to call her bed. The grasses and blooming flowers, carefully cultivated under her watchful paws, were flattened and trampled under the boots of the men and the wide tires of their vehicle, stinging her nose with the tinge of freshly ground grass. She was dragged, kicking and screaming, towards the back of the rectangular vehicle, were two wide doors swung open and a ramp descended to meet them. The ground, rough and calloused, was at least softer than the cold steel ramp she was roughly pulled onto and upwards, grinding and stinging wherever her bare skin met it. As the metal maw of the container loomed around her, her struggles renewed, trying to gain any sort of lift in order to find any purchase on her captives. She was stuck fast; able to outrun any human plane, but unable to break the grip of two plain men. Left in an unceremonious heap on the hard floor, the Latias cried out for any help, her cries ringing inside the metal box loud enough to hurt her own ears, but no one came.

"Quiet down now Love," one of the men said, reaching through the net to scratch through the feathers under her chin. She tried to shy away from his touch, but the net would not let her budge. "It's a long ride back, and I ain't going to be hearing that the whole way."

"Hey, let's get rolling. We have to have her locked up by nightfall, or we have to leave her in the truck," a man called from the door, silhouetted by the bright sun outside the dark chamber.

"Heh, heh, see you in a jiffy, little lass," one said, and she felt a pat on her shoulder before both men left her cell. The ramp pulled up with a mechanical groan, and the doors in front of her swung shut and latched with a bang that echoed through her. Her cries were drowned out by the engine roaring to life, and the wafts of diesel exhaust from below caught the edges of her nostrils to make her gag and sputter. The Latias stopped struggling, stopped crying, and just waited.

***

A few minutes later the van stopped, the voices of the three men coming across to the Pokemon disjointedly from outside the van. She looked around in the dark, trying to see where it was they had taken her. Her question was answered as the door slid open behind her, the face of one of her captors appearing within its frame. A well-lit warehouse was visible behind him, fully enclosed but filled with light from the ceiling.

"Out you come," he smirked, leaning in to grab the bag that held her. She gasped indignantly as she was dragged from the vehicle, slung up and over the man's shoulder as he put her in a better carrying position. She looked around wildly, spotting the other two men but nobody else in sight. The one holding her brought her over to the center of the room, placing the net down on the ground and ignoring her for the moment.

"Where should we put 'er?" he asked the others, and it was at this point she caught a name.

"Just chuck her up on one of the boxes, Rick, should be about the right height." The one previously carrying her, Rick, curled his hand around her netting and lifted it up, depositing her on top of a packing box, containing some kind of sturdy contents. She wriggled a little, testing to see if her bonds were loose at all, but the net was quite strong. Rick left her there for a moment, turning back and walking towards the car he had brought her in. She looked up at the other two, who seemed to be in an important conversation.

"Man, she's even better than I expected," one said with an excited look on his face.

"No kidding," the other replied, "I bet we're the first in history to do it with a legendary one, after all."

"All the planning paid off then, eh Leon?" Rick said, returning with a large box in his arms. He dropped it down on the ground, letting it hit the polished floor with a loud thud.

"You brought it all?" the other one asked with a nod to the box.

"Yeah, it's all there Joey," Rick replied, tapping it with his foot. Joey knelt down and clicked open the lid, lifting it up to rummage around inside. Latias watched from her position on the box, nervous because she didn't know what was going on, or why these men had caught her and dragged her to this hidden place. She couldn't even see what was in the box.

"Get out what we need," Leon said with a wave of his hand, "I don't know about you guys but I want to get this started."

Joey's hands lifted free with a black ring in tow, being trailed by a long line. He carried it over to Latias' head, where she stared at him with wide, glassy eyes. He lifted the edge of the net and wrapped his arm around her head, pulling her tight against his side and keeping her neck perfectly straight. Even if she wanted to struggle or bite the human, she had no room to do so now. She heard a quiet click from behind her, and then felt the ring slide down and close around her neck. He slid it up slowly, his rough hands making a mess of her feathers until the ring sat just under her head. He released her head from his hulking grasp, but kept a firm hold on the line now connected to her head. She gave a slight tug against him, but found he was more than capable of moving her wherever he wanted.

"There we are. A brand new collar for our brand new pet," he sniggered, scratching under her chin like he had back in the forest. "And look guys, I got a tag made for it. It says 'Bitch'."

"Oh ho! Nice touch," Leon said, clapping Joey on the shoulder as he strode past him and crouched down by the open box. "Everyone grab a rope and let's get this net off her. We can use the support pillars to tie her down."

With a smirk on his face, Joey dropped the net back over Latias and headed over to where his friends gathered around the smaller wooden box. From it, they all retrieved long, thick ropes that looked strong enough to hold even a rutting donphan at bay. Rolled in thick coils, they were carried to four of the nearby pillars that held the roof up, and tied tightly around their trucks. With firm tugs, the men tested their knots before carrying the loose ends towards Latias, trapped and whimpering in her net. The heavy net was thrown off her like the wind lifts leaves from the ground, but before she could rise more than an inch off the ground, two hands clamped against her sides and spun her around. Her head spun and neck careened through the air until she slammed back down against the box on her back, and a heavy weight settled over her stomach. She looked up and saw the grinning face of Leon looming over her, his clothed body rubbing close against hers. She felt the ends of her wings grabbed by the other men, but her attempts to struggle were foiled when Leon yanked her head forward and forced his lips against hers. She was startled by his sudden action, losing focus on the humans binding her while the one above her made no hesitation to slip his tongue through her lips and into her mouth. His tongue wrapped around hers and wrestled it against her palate, dominating her mouth the same as the rest of her body. When he pulled free a moment later, lines of spittle connected her dazed mouth to his, she suddenly found herself completely spread and tied, unable to move her wings or tails.

"Looks like you're ready for some fun now," Leon said as he slowly crawled off of her wriggling form. She had been right; the ropes would not budge, and for the minute she was distracted by her bindings, the human between her tails was moving in on her again.

The Eon Pokemon was unsure what to expect; she had been captured, tied up and now these men were making suggestive movements that she knew were leading to something sinister. Her tongue licked her lips, tasting the man's saliva that had been forced into her mouth, shuddering at the sensation. The collar that bored the tag "Bitch" left her in no doubt what these men thought of her, and now that she was tied down and defenceless, she knew there would be no resisting their whims.

"Easy there Leon," Rick interrupted, placing a hand on his shoulder, "aren't we going to talk this over first? Who said you get to steal the first kiss?" Leon looked back, as though he were going to argue, but instead stepped back with a sigh.

"I was jez distracting the lass," he commended flatly, "but... she did taste awful good." Joey sighed jealously, but the three of them kept a level head.

"Nobody's going to interrupt us anyway," Leon added, "you can make out with her all you want." Latias objected to being talked about in that fashion, but somehow knew that being kissed was the least of the concerns regarding her bodies' sanctity.

"So, who's gonna go first?" Rick asked, stepping forward as if to suggest himself. Joey sighed and Leon shook his head.

"Maybe we should decide the old-fashioned way," Leon suggested, stretching out his arm. The other two shrugged and held out theirs.

"Paper, scissors, rock!"

"Damnit," Joey grunted, pulling his hand back.

"Guess that means I'm going anyway," Leon grinned, stepping towards the Eon Pokemon with a devious glare. Rick flexed his fingers in disappointment, stepping back to the side. Moving in, Leon cracked his knuckles and positioned himself in front of his prisoner, smiling broadly.

"Figured out why you're here yet?" he asked her, earning nothing in reply but a wide-eyed stare. He grinned to himself; she looked so delicate and innocent.

"Show us the prize," Rick demanded from the sidelines, "spread her open wide, show us what we're workin' with here." Leon nodded, stepping in and reaching out with his left hand.

"Be a good girl and don't resist," he whispered to her, "I'd hate to have to make this unpleasant for you."

Latias watched the man's head disappear behind her rounded belly, unable to see or feel him at all. She wriggled against her bonds once more, convinced that there must be some way to break their grip, and then she froze. Her body locked up on her as she felt hot air rushing over her nethers, causing her lips to tremble against the warm contact. It was miniscule, as if it were merely a draft through the warehouse walls, until two fingers met the edges of her lips, and began to spread them. She yelped meekly and tried to wriggle her hindquarters free, but did nothing more than rock herself back and forth against the man's invasive touch. She heard snickering to her left, and whipped her head around to see the other two men watching with gleeful apprehension, with Joey going so far as to fondle himself through his shorts. Her attention was ripped back from the voyeuristic men to the man at her vent, massaging up and down her lips. A cold shiver ran down her spine as her body took pleasure from the lewd actions against her will. They had ripped her from her home for something so vile, it made her insides knot up. Other the other hand, her slit was becoming looser by the second, puffing out with blood and slicking itself with her own lubricants as the man began to spread her open and slap her lips closed again in quick succession. The lewd sounds reaching her ears only made it worse, secreting more of clear fluids from her tunnel. Leon's head popped up from over her belly suddenly, a wicked grin plastered on his face.

"Ah ah ah, let's not get too excited yet," he said, and wagged a single finger at her, shining with her juices in the dull fluorescent light. He disappeared again behind her, and not one second later, a shriek of surprise ripped from her lips as that finger plunged itself straight into her vent. She thrashed again, throwing her hips from side to side against her bonds, but only managed to jumble the finger around inside her, causing her body to react even more strongly to its touch. Her breathing quickened along with her heart rate, and with every beat of her heart, she felt the increasing desire to clench down around the invading digit. Her body shivered again, and again every time the man's finger probed a little deeper into her. It pulled in and out in slow, subtle movements, with the hard nail of his finger spreading her open while the softer pad below caressed the floor of her folds. She yelped as a second finger was added to her vent, pistoning in and out of her meticulously. All the while, her head twisted back and forth, fighting a battle in her mind to hold down the pleasure from this vile human that captured her. She didn't want it, but her body did. She wanted to be home in her clearing, playing with the taillow in the forest, but her body wanted to be right here. She would not clench on him; she would not give him the satisfaction, until his hand pressed in deeper than before. Her breath escaped her in a wavering tone, just shy of being a moan, but her tunnel collapsed weakly on his digits. They retreated from her tunnel as soon as he felt the pressure increase, and climbed up over her belly again with a smirk and a dripping hand.

"So you want this, eh Bitch?" he taunted, holding the slick fingers in front of her face, using the leash to hold her to it. "You can't hide it from me. I felt your desire. You want me to fuck you, don't you? You want all of us to fuck you. Well, girly, you're going to get it."

Latias' eyes widened, wriggling against the hold of her bonds but to no avail. The three men before her were going to violate her most precious place, and she couldn't do anything to stop them.

"Ain't nobody gonna hear you moan," Leon added with a smug expression, "I guess we'll find out." Latias tried to cry out, to convince them to let her go, but all she got in return was a hand pressed against her muzzle. She could smell herself on his fingers, and knew she couldn't prevent him from getting more of that scent.

"Gag our little toy here, Rick," he requested, looking back at the observing men with a beckoning hand. He only had to wait a moment before a large round object sailed through the air, caught by that outstretched palm. He quickly leaned forward, using his hand to force open that white mouth.

"No need to shut you up, really," her captor informed her as he began to fit a large, round object into her mouth, "but this will keep that mouth of yours nice and open, do you want to know why?" She shook her head, but his grip was strong and eventually that gag was positioned perfectly in her maw, spreading her mouth open in an 'O' shape. Stepping back Leon admired his handiwork, looking over his shoulder to see the other two with their hands in their pants already.

"We don't want you spitting out anything we put in that soft-lookin' mouth of yours," he explained, much to Latias' wide-eyed disgust. He smirked and dropped back, running those fingers around the edges of her puffy slit, massaging the flesh there to make it even more swollen and receptive.

"After we had a little conversation about which Pokemon we'd like to bed most, we all agreed that if we were going to break the law, it was going to be for a good cause. So we spent weeks planning and finding you, and it seems the rumors about how hard it is to catch a Legendary were exaggerated. You're going to sit here now while me and my boys take turns pounding that ripe little cunt of yours, understand? We're going to fill you with so much spunk I wouldn't be surprised if we find an egg around here later." Latias squirmed and struggled, trying to get away from the dastardly man that stood before her. His hand went to his belt as he laughed, undoing it and dropping his pants down to his ankles before kicking them to the side completely. Latias couldn't see it properly from her current angle, but she knew what the human was planning to do to her. His hand tugged on that leash, pulling the female into a more upright position, and that was when she could finally see what the man had hanging between his legs. Her face flushed red with shame as she saw that thick log of flesh, certainly above-average by human standards. There was little she could do to stop it from having its way with her.

She struggled to bring her two tails together, to block him out from her vulnerable entrance, but the ropes would not budge no matter how many times she tried to loosen them. She resigned herself to clenching her lips tight, hoping that her strength could keep the determined men out. When she felt the rounded tip against her folds, however, her resolve wavered slightly, loosening herself enough to slip her lips over the first bit of flesh on Leon's cockhead. The man smirked at her, perfectly happy to stand there, perfectly still, and feel her outermost flesh kiss against his shaft. She was trying to force him out, but as far as he could tell, she was eagerly teasing him, waiting to be driven full of hot male flesh. While it was difficult, she could smell him over her own estrus smeared over her nose. It was a warm, heady scent, like the larger flowers she raised, except carried the odours of sweat and salt, instead of the sweet tickle of pollen. Her throat warbled in a quiet whine, pleading for him to stop through her gagged lips, but to him, they were moans of a needy female.

"Okay, okay, if ya want it so bad," he said, and began to slide his hips forward. Latias squealed, her insides aching as she squeezed down on the shaft entering her. Although her tunnel was easily large enough to accommodate the human when relaxed, she was far from relaxed. Her rippling flesh burned as it failed to force the man from her depths, and lost ground as his head spread her clenching body open. It took a long while before twinges of pleasure began to shoot through her nerves, and only after the man has sunk most of his cock inside. He moaned out louder than her cries, filling her ears with her own debasement. He was so smooth and round, so unlike anything she had experienced. A moment later, he bottomed out, his warm groin skin pressing into her downy feathers, and a pair of heavy testicles bouncing just above her anus.

"So, Bitch," he said coolly, his breathing barely affected by her rippling flesh over his most sensitive area. "Do you want it fast or slow?"

"Give it to 'er hard, Leon!" Joey called from the sidelines, an eager grin plastered over his face.

"Oh, Joey. Seems you're still just a youngster. No idea how to please a female Pokemon," Leon said, looking into her wavering eyes, bordering on tears. "You have to start slow, so they think you care about them. Then, after they're nice, wet, and enjoying themselves, that's when you take them for yourself."

Latias looked at the human, wide-eyed by his blunt and ruthless response. She realized that this wasn't going to be some quick romp for the humans and then they'd let her go. No, they were going to get their fill of her slowly, and then fill her quickly afterwards.

"Okay, little Bitch," Leon said, hunkering down over her belly. His shaft began to slide backwards, causing her to whimper and him to grunt as her tunnel closed to fill the now empty space. When only the head of his shaft remained inside her, he stopped again. "Start moaning."

She would have pleaded somehow for her release, for them to leave her be, but with the gag in her mouth and seven inches of blunt human cock poised and ready to invade her again, she knew it was futile. These men had picked this location because they would never be discovered, and could use her however they so pleased with no consequences. Her body quivered under the man's touch; he was holding her sides, ensuring she was in the perfect place for his needs. Both spectators had removed their pants as well, standing there in just their shirts while pumping their own hard erections with glee. It wasn't every day you got to see a Legendary spread out ripe for the taking.

Pushing forward once more, Leon groaned as he sunk back inside those softer-than-silky walls, savouring the sensation of stuffing such a forbidden place with his encroaching cock. Pre-cum dribbled out along her inner walls, making the penetration easier the second time. It was only a moment before he was once again balls-deep within her, that tight tunnel gripping down around him reflexively. A loud groan escaped the female's lips, unable to prevent herself from responding to the filling.

"There we go," Leon said with a smirk, "moaning nice and good, I knew you'd love it." Latias wanted to do anything to him, to catch him off guard with a wing, but she was pinned down completely and utterly. All she could do was lie there and take it.

"Everyone thinks Pokemon breed in daycare," he chuckled with a dark smile, "but we know that between a Pokemon's legs is barely any different to what we humans have. You've got a nice, juicy cunt, girly, and the three of us are gonna put it to good use doing what it was made to do." He pulled back again, Latias feeling that mushroom-shaped phallus dragging over her sensitive inner nerves, making her body tremble with unwanted need. His slow pace was agonisingly stimulating, and she couldn't stop her body from releasing its own natural lubricant to ease his passage into her.

"You can keep that collar when we're done with you," he added with a low smirk, "it'll let us find you again. You can be the forest guardian by day, and Bitch by night."

Latias squirmed and whimpered at his insults, her body unable to deny the pleasures that coursed through her. It was terrible, unnatural, and totally unwanted, and yet her muscles told the opposite story. Her tunnel clenched in time with the man's thrusts, trying to hold him in rather than keep him out, and her lubricants mixed with his pre-seed did nothing to slow him down. He groaned out, burying his face into her down while he pulled by her sides back towards him. If she had any room to swing, she would be rocking back and forth into his thrusts by movement of the rope itself, something she almost wished she had. She wanted it deeper inside her more than she wanted it out now, her mind clouded with zaps of pleasure up her spine and the smells of sex that wafted through her panting mouth into the back of her nostrils. Wet slaps of skin against skin filled the quiet warehouse, only joined by the muffled moans of her captive, and the puffing breaths of his accomplices. That is, until a moan of such volume and need slipped from her lips caused them all to freeze.

"So, that's it then, is it?" Leon asked. "You want it now, don't you?"

She shook her head quickly, fighting to pull away from his leering face.

"Answer me truthfully, or we won't untie you when we're done," he growled, yanking her face forward roughly until his nose touched hers, and his glare bore straight into her.

Slowly, shakily, she shook her head again. She didn't want it. She had to keep saying that, to make sure that they knew she was unwilling. She was unwilling. They had kidnapped and strung her up. No matter how good it felt, it was wrong.

"Hmph." Leon huffed, relaxing his grip on the leash and allowing her to lean back slightly. "Well, maybe I can change your mind."

Latias gasped as the cock deep inside her was roughly yanked out, and then squealed to the heavens as it was shoved back inside as hard as the human could muster. She was a strong Pokemon, the guardian of her forest from all evil, but even this mere human was overpowering her with his force and masculinity. Her body jolted with spasms, relaxing all of her other muscles so her inner walls could move with all her force. The speed at which he thrust, and the volume of his panting breath, could put a rutting mightyena to shame. The room redoubled with the sound of wet slapping; his rocking sac joining the chorus of flesh as it pummeled her backside. She could feel the human shifting and pulsing within her, nearing a climax she knew he'd been long awaiting. He moaned right into her stomach, using every muscle in his body to move her closer to him, if only by an inch. She found herself unable to resist the cacophony of sexual stimulus, and was soon moaning along with him.

"Get...ready, Bitch," Leon growled between his grunts of exertion and panting intake of air.

The two men watching the impressive display tried to hold back their own pleasure, not wanting to waste themselves before they got a chance inside the beautiful female. Leon didn't even look back, so focused he was on the task at hand.

"Give 'er what she needs," Rick called out, but Leon barely acknowledged him, his face buried in that supple, feathery belly. He could hear her heartbeat as he pressed against her, ramming his achingly-hard shaft again and again into that unmatched vent. No human woman could claim this silky smoothness, the wetness, the scent; despite having no intention to the fact, Latias was perfectly suited for a human's pleasure. He clutched her sides with his fingers, holding his prisoner as firmly in place as the ropes she was tied with.

"Ah... I've wanted this... for months," Leon grunted, breathing deeply as he gave a few more powerful thrusts, leaning his weight onto the female under him as he hilted himself a final time. Latias could feel the forceful throb inside her vagina as a thick wad of warm, sticky human sperm was pulled up from within Leon's balls, travelled the length of his shaft and ejaculated deep within her. With the head of his cock nuzzle up against her cervix, she could feel the gooey cream sliding inside as he came within her. Rope after rope of fertile cum slung against the back of her breeding tunnel, forced through her tender barrier to be deposited directly inside her womb. Spurts of rich, pungent spunk tainted her innermost depths, Leon's smug expression evident as he unloaded the contents of his balls into her receptive egg-chamber. The only thing that would stop her from swelling with a clutch at this point was the difference in species; had he been a Latios, she would be gravid as anything.

"Oh.... gods yes..." the man groaned as the last few pulses of his climax poured out within her body. With his needs now spent, he remained within her for a few moments, smiling at her misfortune. With a gentle tug he slipped free from her, a generous helping of his semen trailing out as he unplugged her stuffed cunt. A glossy sheen of their mixed fluids coated his softening cock, a reminder of the actions he had carried out. He could hear the other two approaching from behind, wanting to admire his handiwork. Together the three men admired her, looking down between her tails to see her half-open vent, drooling sticky sperm.

"There's loads more in Bitch's womb," Leon smirked proudly, "I seeded her proper. Here, take a look." He reached forward and placed his fingers on her vent, grinning as he pulled her lips open wide to show the glistening interior.

"Your turn now, eh Joey?"

"Aw sweet!" Joey exclaimed, dashing up to the Latias' slit and nearly throwing himself on it. Leon barely had enough time to step aside before the eager young man had his cock hot-dogged against her folds, grinding up and down against her swollen, soppy lips without penetrating. She squirmed anxiously against the jolting pleasure around her lips. He was a bit shorter and narrower than his friend, but this new human was hitting all of her sweet spots, rubbing supple skin against her outer folds while the blunted head poked and grazed past her clit. She found her moans coming early, in part from the pleasure she'd already experienced, but from the smooth, precise touch of this human. His fingers danced through her chest feathers, his fingertips tingling against her sensitive skin. He seemed just as vocal as Leon was, but instead of dominating grunts, this human chose to sing his pleasure out in a wide range of moans. He was only playing with her, and yet she felt her insides clench and roll against itself. Her voice rose until she cried out towards the ceiling at a fantastic pitch and volume, her clenching lips sputtering her own juice and the other human's cum over Joey's groin.

"Don't know how to please a female, huh?" He smirked, casting a winning smile back at Leon. "I didn't hear her cum for you."

"Eh, I loosened her up for ya," Leon growled back, stepping away to lean against a box off to the side. "Speaking of loose, you better get inside there before Rick throws you off her and takes it himself."

"Hey man, the foreplay is the best part! Ah, what do you guys know, anyway?" Joey replied, waving a hand dismissively. He turned back to Latias, who was panting softly in her binds and clenching her folds against the human's now stationary member. "Alright, Little Birdy. I won't keep you waiting any longer."

Joey drew his cock back until the head pressed into her widened folds, and slipped himself inside in one, fluid motion. His face scrunched up exertion until his cock burst past her clenching muscles and was submerged in a bath of warm, fresh semen. His whole body relaxed, like he was melting away at the contact with the natural lubes.

"Such a naughty girl; letting all these guys fuck you like this," he whispered to her, as if she had been to request it. "You just want to be filled to burst with creamy human cum, don't you? Should I get a new tag made that says 'Cum Slut' on it?"

Latias could only whisper in response, and gently shake her head.

"Oh, I just realized. You probably want a taste, don't you? You want to taste all these guys and their cum, huh?" he asked teasingly, jimmying his cock back and forth within her. "Well, you know what? I think I'm covered in enough cum to give you a taste. Let's see if you can even tell whose pussy it was."

To his companion's surprise, Joey pulled his cock free of her clenching pussy, now coated white and glistening in her juices. Making his way around her side, one hand brushing along her flank until he reached her head. Leash in hand, he pulled her down until she was flat on her back, with her mouth level with his cock. She could smell it already, dangling so close to her nose as it dripped down onto his balls and then onto the floor with a soft patter. So incredibly male, with the scent of cum, sweat, body oils, and her own estrus painted over his cock and inner thighs. It just hung there, bobbing at her, until she felt the slimy tip rest against her upper lip.

"I'll make you a deal, how about that? If you do a good enough job sucking me off with only your tongue, I'll take out your gag. How does that sound?"

Latias simply stared up at the man's smirking face, sliced in half by the raging erection that centered her view.

"Okay, Little Bird. Hope you're ready for a meal," Joey sniggered, and then pushed his shaft through the hole in her gag. Being upside-down, her tongue hung above the sloppy shaft, until he pressed it right up against her organ, coating it in an explosion of masculine flavour. Rich, salty flavours that clung in her mouth and never let her taste buds free. Her muscles went lax, and her tongue drooped itself over top of the shaft hanging below it. Joey shuddered at the warm contact, and began to thrust in and out at a steady pace, grinding the mixture into her tongue with every swipe. It nearly filled her, feeling much bigger against her tongue than when she'd seen it in the open.

"Yo, Rick. Don't waste that open hole," Leon said, motioning at the shivering folds. "Better fill it before it gets cold."

"My pleasure," Rick replied, cracking his knuckles before taking his place behind the Latias' bound frame.

She didn't have time to think about what might be happening to her snatch; there was plenty to concentrate on with the thick cock that was currently invading her mouth. Again and again Joey worked his hips back and forth, sliding his stiff length through that gag and deep into her mouth. Coated in Leon's spunk, there was no denying the taste being forced up into her delicate taste buds, the flavour something that would be ingrained in her memory for a long time. The taste of fleshy cock was overridden by the smoky, slimy sperm that wriggled across the lining of her mouth and tongue. She tried to keep her throat closed against the liquid but in her current position, she couldn't help but gulp some down so she could breathe easily.

"Oh yeah... that's the stuff," Joey grunted with a smirk, "The mouth's just as good as the pussy." It was degrading being talked about that way, like she were just an object, but she was in no position to make a complaint. Instead, she could feel another sensation against her underbelly, the feeling of Rick's own eager organ prodding against her sloppy vent.

"I'm just going to have a turn, hope you don't mind, Bitch," he said with a loud chuckle, before shaking his head, "oh, you're a bit preoccupied... guess you don't mind then." He took his erection in his hand, leaning in to rub it up and down her vaginal lips, stopping to grind it against her clit a few slow times. Latias moaned around the shaft in her muzzle, her tongue lashing over it, hoping to get the man off quicker so he would leave her maw alone. She knew that the only way she would leave is if they were finished, so the quicker she gave them what they wanted, the better her chances of escape.

Joey noticed the difference, moaning a little himself as that sweet, soft tongue curled around his flesh and suckled it firmly, slurping off the rest of Leon's semen from its surface. She swallowed, feeling the sensation of warm, thick ejaculate sliding down her throat before continuing her work, ignoring the fact that the raw, masculine flavour of cum was making her body react in a shameful way.

Rick reached down and peeled open her puffy lips, taking a good look inside. She was very wet, and a constant trail of cum oozed from her depths. Having been stuffed so deep in her womb, the liquid was taking its time to make its way back out; most of it was probably still in there. Having shared a female with the others before, he was no stranger to used holes, and even found the additional lubricant somewhat enticing. He gripped her hips with his hands and guided himself to the right position, his erection resting just outside her opening before he leaned in like Leon had before him and penetrated her with a slow thrust.

The groan that left Latias' throat was as long and deep as the Rick's thrust, vibrating around the cock that danced past her lips. Once again filled with a member as large as the first, her rippling walls found purchase again, waving and massaging against the solid flesh that held deep inside her. Rick groaned out at her tunnel's clenches, putting more weight onto her fragile frame as he pulled himself out again. His thrusts were long and low, grinding down and pushing back against her clenching walls, and dragging any dripping cum towards the back of her tunnel. The leftover cum squirmed and squelched inside of her, shifted about by the human's probing cockhead. Meanwhile, Joey's thrusts into her maw grew more forceful, pushing his long, slick member through her tongue and to the start of her throat, which could just ripple and gag against his tip. He moaned and groaned above her, his hands rest gently on her jaw bones to keep her mouth straight. Her tongue slithered back and forth across his shaft, occasionally running out onto his body as well, as it pressed in tight to her lips. The rocking of his hips sent his balls knocking against her nose, covering her nostrils in his warm, malleable flesh. Every inhalation was saturated with his musk, occasionally holding the flesh to her nose by the suction of her deep breaths.

Rick didn't seem like the patient type, and so it didn't surprise Latias when his thrusts started to pound into her with more and more force and speed. He leaned into her and began fucking her with as much force as Leon used while he was finishing, letting her know that he had much more power to use on her. Her insides parted and cramped spastically as he plowed against her, trying desperately to keep up with his incredible pace. His cock was constantly displacing more and more of his friend's semen, causing it to squelch and press inside her when he thrust in, and slide out to dribble down his balls when he pulled out. The free fluids against his heavy, flailing sac pressed to her taint and connected them by long, sticky strands, before dripping down over her exposed anus and making her shiver under her moaning. The sound of wet flesh slapping against wet flesh, like hundreds of heavy rain drops, echoed around the warehouse.

"Such a...messy...slutty...bitch," Rick panted, staring down her belly to where her moaning muzzle was being filled with his friend's throbbing cock. "Eh, Joey?"

"Ye...yeah?" the other one replied, his face clenched up tight in pleasure.

"Want to cum at the same time...meet in the middle?" he asked.

"Heh...yeah. Just...tell me when." Joey replied, refastening his grip on Latias' jaw.

Latias couldn't believe how casually these humans were discussing how they wanted to abuse her, forcing themselves into her mouth and vagina with absolutely no feelings of guilt. She could feel her jaw aching from the repeated oral fucking she was receiving, Joey's cock hitting the back of her throat again and again as he thrust enthusiastically into her muzzle. Rick likewise hammered away at her puffy sex, ploughing his thick, veiny shaft right down until it kissed the opening to her womb. Her cervix was taking a beating now, hit again and again by that blunt cock tip as it pushed Leon's live, wriggling sperm through the tight barrier and directly into her fertile, vulnerable egg-chamber. The two of them were breathing rather heavily now, the exertion of rutting this tied-up female causing both of them to sweat with the effort. Leon simply watched on, fondling his own spent cock in aroused amusement as he observed his two best friends taking their lusts out upon the defenceless psychic-type.

"Oh man, I'm so close..." Leon grunted, the wet tongue caressing his shaft proving more than he could take. He couldn't believe how great it felt to be buried balls-deep in the muzzle of a submissive little Legendary Pokemon they had caught themselves. It was the prize of all prizes, and he couldn't help but feel weak at the knees as he watched his swaying scrotum slap into that nose repeatedly. The very thought that this lass was inhaling his very own sweaty ball scent was enough to have him bucking over her in pleasure.

"Five seconds," he gasped, giving a few more thrusts inside of her mouth. Similarly, Rick found himself overstimulated by her sloppy insides, the combined feeling of those smooth inner walls and that slick semen making his penetration even easier. The warmth, moisture and sounds were driving him crazy, and with a few more thrusts he gripped her tightly by the waist and drove himself in to the hilt. The sound of his cum-coated balls slapping against her taint echoed around the warehouse, and he tilted his head back as he came like he'd never came before into their prisoner.

Latias groaned and went limp as her insides were reignited in the warm ooze of fresh cum. The thick cock, held in a vice grip by her clenching walls, rippled and jumped against her walls and cervix as it blast cum out with what felt like incredible force. He kept shaking back and forth in small, jerking thrusts, battering against her entrance before it gave way with a twinge of pain. His fluids drenched down over her egg-chamber, accompanied by the fluids of his companion, to pool and taint her insides with their incompatible seed. A flash of fear jolted through her mind as she wondered if these humans would taint her next clutch, but it was quickly erased as a rub against her clit blotted out all thought. She let out another moan of pleasure, and her nethers suddenly began to twitch and collapse, signalling a second climax. She screamed out around the groin pressed to her face, and sent the thick cum of two virile males into the crotch of the one behind her. Her tongue thrashed and flailed against the pulsing cock rubbing across her tender throat walls. She could feel the young human's pulse through his shaft, beating at an equal pace to his sliding thrusts. There was no warning before he buried his dull nails into her jaw and yanked forward, causing her to yelp in alarm and gag as an extra inch of his cock was forced down her throat, and the first spurts of his cum slid straight down her struggling esophagus. After the first spray, he pulled himself back, letting the next few jets coat her tongue and pool in her cheeks, filling her mouth with the taste of his musky semen. It was overwhelming on her taste buds; the wave of freshly-squeezed fluid hot and salty against her tired and sore tongue. It almost soothed her tender skin, like a warm poultice of oran berries against a scrape. Her body rolled and squirmed against the men; her soggy tunnel involuntarily collapsing around one man's shaft to milk it of its seed, while her tongue did the same to the other. Unable to escape, she had defaulted to a state of sluttiness, where her mind did not control how her body reacted. Under the screams of protest bouncing in her head, her body wanted more.

"Heh, looks like the little Bitch got me dirty," Rick chuckled, panting heavily with post-orgasm exertion. "Now who is going to clean that up?"

"I don't think her tongue can make it clean anymore," Joey replied with a leering grin, pulling his shaft free from her throat and watching it connect to her mouth by strands of his sticky semen and her frothy saliva.

"Well, if she can't make me cleaner, than I might as well make her dirtier." Rick grinned, and pulled his cock free with a slow, wet shlick. His shaft and balls were entirely soaked with a creamy combination of sweat and cum of the two young men. With a wicked grin, he walked himself around to her muzzle, to where Joey was leaning over her and fidgeting with the buckles on her gag.

"Okay, Bitch. A deal's a deal," he said, pulling the gag out of her mouth. She experimentally closed her lips a few times, relaxing the muscles that had been stretched out for so long. That is, until Rick stepped up to her face, with his balls hanging just before her lips.

"Put those fresh lips to good use and suck, Bitch," he commanded, slapping his sac against her sealed entrance. His intense musk, enhanced by the fresh cum dousing him, made her cough against him, giving him ample opportunity to drop both his slick balls onto her tongue.

"If I feel you bite, Bitch, then I'm going to have another round in your sticky pussy. After that, after I've covered myself in our cum again, it's all going into that nice, tight ass of yours."

Latias flushed with heat, embarrassed that she could be treated in this way. The feeling of scrotum molding over her lips was imposing, and she couldn't help but breathe his scent deeply. She knew exactly what was on her lips; two mixed-up loads of semen, sloshed and frothed by the fucking she had received, now threatening to mingle with the third load she still held in her mouth. She couldn't bring herself to swallow it down, and as her muzzle opened once more in defeat she could feel the loose skin slip inside. As her lips parted wide enough, a heavy testicle fell inside, followed by another, and Rick groaned in pure pleasure as his entire nutsack was encased in the Pokemon's mouth. Her cheeks bulged with their new contents, and the sensation of having his testicles dipped in a mixture of saliva and three individual loads of sticky sperm was enough to have Rick's cock twitching already.

"Damn," he chuckled, looking at the other two, "she's actually sucking my sweaty, spunk-soaked balls. Have a look." Leon and Joey quickly looked around at her mouth, seeing her cheeks bulging but also underneath it all the distinct motions of her tongue. Latias knew her role now; she was here to be cummed in, and to provide a comfortable place for their genitals to rest. Her tongue worked its way over those two large sperm-factories, pushing into the supple flesh as she drew more and more of that thick, sticky ejaculate off its surface and down her throat. She knew she should hate it but could not deny the richness and masculinity of the flavor, and after a while she knew she was addicted to human cum.

"Wow, she really is a natural-born whore," Joey exclaimed, "just look at her going to work on them." Leon nodded in agreement, and Rick just continued to gasp every time that slick tongue slipped right up his supple flesh. After a minute all the flavor was gone, and he gently tugged himself free of her muzzle, looking down at her wide eyes with a matching wide grin.

"I think she's done pretty well for a first-timer," he commented, "whaddaya say we leave her here for now and come back tomorrow for some more. I'd say we're all pretty spent, don't wanna break our little toy on the first date."

She mewled as the humans left, sharing cackling laughs and high-fives as they made their way out of the warehouse. She trembled against her bindings, jingling gently in the quiet space. Her mewls turned to cries as the human's rounded the corner, and she heard a latch pop and the sounds of night.

"Listen to her. Begging for more like a good little Bitch." She heard Joey's voice.

"Hey, man, let's take a break, alright?" Leon replied. "She'll still be there tomorrow, and we'll be fresh and full of cum for her again."

"Yeah, I guess you're right. No point in-" The rest of Joey's sentence was cut off from her ears as the door slammed shut and locked itself with a loud click. Her crying continued, until the sound of their pattering footsteps on gravel faded away into nothing. It was at that point that her cries faltered, breaking into barely-contained chuckles, and then into mirthful laughter that rang through the warehouse walls like a crystal bell. Her eyes teared up with droplets of joy and success. The plan had gone off without a hitch. She turned her head to look down her body, where the faintest rippling in the air was bobbing behind her. Her high-pitched laughter was joined by a deeper voice, and from thin air a Latios materialized, each feather shifting from a perfect sheen to his regular deep blue hue. He sailed over her no louder than the evening breeze, nuzzling up her neck and dwarfing her beneath his larger, heavier build. His warm, crimson eyes met hers, and their lips met in a passionate kiss with no hesitation to extend their tongues and dance in excitement. She could feel it, longer and thicker than any of the humans, rubbing against her belly and spreading his excitement against her.

"I can't believe your idea worked," his voice rang through her head, beautiful and crisp.

"Hey, leave it to humans to be hornier than a buneary in spring," she thought back, grinning stupidly when their kiss broke.

"You put on such a good show, though," he thought. "I may just have to leave you tied up and use you myself."

"Hey~ come on," she complained, punctuating it with a pitiful mewling sound. "These ropes are starting to chafe."

"Okay, okay," Latios laughed, watching her eyes go wide and glassy. "I'll let you out, but then you have to let me see what those humans really did to you."

"Be my guest, my love," she thought, leaning forward to nuzzle under his neck and bite playfully at his chin.

Latias watched as Latios went to work upon her bindings, the ropes falling away from her wings one by one. She stretched out her airplane-like wings, shaking the stiffness from them as Latios returned back around to her front. She could now see him properly, that beautifully tapered cock completely hard as the bigger male looked upon her body. It was smooth, sleek and familiar; her brother's cock was one she loved the most. Beads of pre-seed dribbled down its shiny shaft, the product of his intense arousal at the show he had just witnessed.

"They're going to be surprised when I'm gone in the morning," she laughed, and Latios grinned back.

"It was hard enough to convince them that they'd caught you," he remarked, "seriously, they'll believe anything. If we didn't want to be caught, it wouldn't happen." She nodded, leaning back a little to tease the male.

"Oh yes," Latios grinned, "let's see what they did to you." She nodded, spreading herself wide open for her brother's amusement. Her puffy, well-fucked pussy lips parted to show a huge glob of thick human sperm resting just within. The blue male's eyes widened lustfully as he looked deeper, seeing that her entire snatch was glistening with sloppy, frothy sperm. It also stained her taint and tailhole, and the scent alone was fairly musky.

"Did you swallow much?" he asked, to which she nodded.

"He came right down my throat, but a got a bit on my tongue and it was delicious... although not on your level." Latios smiled proudly, looking down at her with a loving expression.

"I'm glad we could enjoy this little fetish together," he told her with a pleased look, "but you've had your fun, now it's time for mine." Latias nodded, giving him a playful look.

"I saved as much as I could for you," she informed him, and he grinned.

"Good, good, I was looking forward to this," he responded eagerly, floating down until his head was just in front of her well-used sex, "now I get to taste it all for myself."

Latias trembled, her body quivering with excitement as her brother's hot breath washed over her well-used lips. She winked at him with her lower lips, squishing the mass of semen inside her and let the lewd sound of squelching liquids fill their ears. She heard the soft movement of air as the Latios inhaled the scent of her nethers, tainted by the sweat and musk of three eager humans. He licked his lips and curved them into a wide smirked, his face barely visible above her rounded belly as they bobbed asynchronously in the air.

"Getting gang-banged by three horny pokephiles, having them all fill you with their seed, and then topping it off with incestuous sex with your own brother," he said, shaking his head. "What a naughty girl. What would mother think?"

"I don't know, but father would be telling you to get on with it." she replied.

"Yeah, he did like to encourage us, didn't he?" he asked rhetorically, before pressing his lips to his sister's. Her back immediately arched backwards, and a moan slipped from her lips before she could control herself. After years of practice, he knew exactly how to touch her. His long, slithering tongue danced around the edges of her lips, poking and prodding to wider her vent to him. Her tunnel ran with fresh lubricants and old cum, dripping out the bottom of her sex only to be picked up and spread across her lips. She was already on the verge of another orgasm, and he hadn't even slipped inside her yet. He danced up around her clit, drenching it in her juices, his saliva, and cum of the two other men. The dirtiness of it all sent an extra jolt of pleasure coursing through her body, enough to bring her to the edge of orgasm. As her cry of joy rippled through the warehouse, his was muffled by her vent as his tongue jumped inside. One flick of his tongue against her cervix, spreading the goop against her entrance at the brink of orgasm, was enough to double her pleasure, her cry's volume enough to pop the eardrums of the humans had they still been there. Her tunnel rippled and squeezed, squishing the mass of cum around her brother's tongue as it squirmed inside her. Her juices and rogue drops of cum splattered against his cheeks, and he chuckled into her mound in amusement. When her clenching finally began to subside, he began to play in earnest, rolling and juggling the ball of cum inside her. He squished it against her walls, split it and let it dribble back together, and sucked it forward before blowing it back with only his breathing. All the while, she was putty before him, squirming and moaning in midair under his expert touch. Finally, he split a little ball from the main mass and dragged it out of her, carefully caressing it in the folds of his tongue as he sailed over her quietly. Their lips met suddenly in a passionate kiss, and he did not hesitate to breach her lips with his coiled tongue and wrap their organs together, mashing the ball of semen and saliva between their taste buds. At the same time, the tip of his tapered member came to rest against her folds.

"What do you think?" he asked, breaking their kiss. "I think it's missing something."

"You're right," she moaned, nuzzling against the underside of his long neck. "Needs a little more...oomph to it."

A deep chuckle rumbled from the male Eon Pokemon's throat. He licked his lips, the taste of human semen still prominent upon his taste buds. Both of them had a fetish for it and his sister had gone out of her way to get a great deal for him. She was wonderful; the best sibling a Pokemon could ask for. His tapered tip slipped over those glistening pussy lips, collecting a little of that gooey, lubricating seed upon its surface. It would be so easy to penetrate her with such viscous ooze lining her inner walls.

"You are so good to me, sis," he almost purred, licking her neck a little as he positioned himself to give her a third fucking for the day. She smiled into the air and breathed out softly, shivering in anticipation of that ever-so-familiar shaft worming its way inside.

"Don't be silly," she replied breathily, "all I had to do was lie there." The dragon-type paused and looked at her with an exasperated expression.

"Don't forget the brilliant method acting, convincing the humans they were clever enough to catch you, making them believe you were scared or unwilling... they were too stupid to even realize you could still use any number of your attacks upon them." Latias chuckled a little, her light voice ringing throughout the warehouse.

"Okay brother... I did good. Now, can you please take me? I want to be finished before they come back tomorrow." The blue dragon smirked, and leaned in to lightly nibble her neck once more. His erection was pointed directly at her, and with a single motion he pushed himself inside. Latias moaned loudly as she was filled once more, the thin tip quickly sliding in deep and pushed into her cervix with the very first thrust. Latios grunted in satisfaction as human cum seeped out around his girth, coating his warm member in even warmer fluid. It was a heavenly feeling, the silky softness of his sister's rippling cunt milking his shaft with the assistance of slick, creamy human sperm swirling around the gaps.

"Wow... that's even better than I imagined," he moaned into her neck, pulling back with a loud squelch.

Latias puffed out a breath against his forehead, rustling his soft down with her haggard breath. She felt so full now, her brother's cock so much thicker than the human's had been. He stretched out her lips, reducing her lustful contractions into a mere rippling across his malleable flesh. He just sat there for a long moment, letting her adjust to his length and girth with spent juices and semen flattened against her walls. With a hiss of delight, Latios began to retract again, letting his slicked shaft shiver against the cold air. He slid back all the way to his tip, their chests rubbing against each other as he shifted his entire body, until he could restrain himself no longer and pushed back in, reburying three quarters of his shaft into his petite sister. Their moans rang out in unison, echoing around the hollow warehouse as the enjoyed the sensations of each other's body. Latias clenched down every time she felt that narrow tip slip through her cervix, drawing a moan and a flex from Latios inside her, grinding against her clit at the upper reaches of her tunnel. The cum inside her dragged along after him, lubricating him for frantic thrusts, and providing a wet, sensual soundtrack for their intercourse. There was enough for it to begin dripping off of Latios' shaft and press up between their bodies after every thrust, coating their groin fur in a sloppy coating. Latios straightened out his spine and neck, allowing him to put more power into his thrusts, while the little Latias coiled her head up to his shoulder, trying to find any purchase on him during their wild ride. She was slightly jealous of the Pokemon with arms, who were able to hold their lovers close while they made love. She dreamed to be held in Latios' arms while he fucked her senseless, but to her much diminished dismay, he could only go as far as fucking her.

"You...you are so good," she panted and whined, pushing back against him while his thrusts pushed deeper into her. "Go all the way in now."

"Whatever my sister wants," he replied, and with redoubled effort, began to hilt into her sopping tunnel. The echoing slap of cum-soaked flesh boomed through the room, almost overpowering their vocalizations as each partner pleasured their partner in just the right way. Latios was almost worried that they'd run out of human cum, that it would all slip out while he was retracting. Thankfully, he could be reassured of it every time, as semen trapped in her farthest reaches was forced between him and her. It was the best lubricant they had ever used, and considering the effort they had gone to get it, was entirely worth it.

"H...harder," she moaned out.

Latios was happy to oblige. He pounded against her like a feral beast, trying to get the thicker sections of his shaft beyond her tight egg-chamber door. The moaned and gasped every time the thin barrier was forced open, pierced by her brother's amazing cock and soothed by the warm human cum that seeped through with it. It was so sloppy, so wet inside her tunnel that she wondered if her brother had already finished, but he did not slow down for a second. He kept pounding away, thrust after thrust, growling over her head and rumbling against her chest. He was getting close; she could tell.

"C...cum in me," she moaned, pressing up tight against her loving brother's chest. "Fill me up with a real male's cum."

Latios was only more than happy to comply, working his thick shaft deep into his sister with the full intention of filling her to the very brim. His wet thrusts echoed throughout the warehouse, cum dribbling from their union as he worked the tapered tip of his cock right inside his sibling's most fertile and luscious breeding grounds.

"Then you'll have three loads mixed in you," he grunted, penetrating her again and again at all the right angles she had come to expect. She moaned loudly, both with her brother's actions and the thought of having her womb so properly doused in waves of sticky male spunk. Ever since her brother had taken her virginity all those years ago, he'd known exactly how to make her squirm under his touch.

"Do it..." she breathed, sensing the rise in his breathing, "fill your little sister with your incestuous sperm..."

Latios couldn't take it anymore, slamming their bodies together as his cock sunk three inches past her cervix. Latias could feel the organ swell as a surge of liquid was pushed through its length, before Latios growled and exploded within her. The first powerful spurt of hot, gooey Pokemon cum splattered against the back of her egg-chamber, soaking her eggs and quickly combining with the slop Leon and Rick had left within her. Again and again the steamy shaft pulsed, delivering rope after fertile rope of thick, viscous semen inside of her vulnerable body. Latias could only moan quietly as she was filled, rich sperm swimming around inside of her deepest recesses, mixing with the other two. She came around his twitching shaft, thinking only of the three sets of living essence that rolled around her breeding chamber as her tunnel milked the steamy rod for all it could provide.

"Oh Latias," her brother breathed into her neck, the last few hot spurts drooling out inside of her. It was heavenly to have his shaft soaked in the pungent, gooey mixture, and even as he began to soften her could feel it pooling around his length. He slipped free of her cervix, but to his surprise almost none of that vast quantity leaked back out.

"Sis..." he said quietly, earning a shake of her head.

"I'm going to keep it in me for a while," she purred gently, "I want to fly home like this..." Latios smiled and leaned against her.

"Alright then," he responded, his sopping cock sliding back up into his body as the blood drained from it, "but at least let me have some for dinner tonight."

Latios leaned back down to her vent, now coated with a sopping layer of cum and musk. His tongue lashed out and danced along her outer lips, scooping up the stray semen and carrying it into her soiled tunnel with him. His clenched tongue travelled to the very back of her tunnel, where the fruits of his labour lay trapped on the other side of her clenched cervix. He spread the frothy juices against her opening, coaxing her contracted muscles to relax and allow the flood of cum he'd put in thee to roll out like a sludge over his tongue. It was gooey, warm, and properly mixed, carrying pockets of flavour from both humans submerged in his encompassing load. He moaned against her folds, softly vibrating the tunnel as he slurped up the gooey treat. It slipped from her lips and into his, coating the inside of his mouth in gooey, flavourful cum. He pulled his face from her snatch and floated up to her face, where he fixed her with a toothy grin that showed off the white strands connecting his upper and lower lips. She frowned up at him, playing jealous of her brother's treat, before reaching up and stealing a kiss from him. He kept his teeth tightly sealed to prevent her from getting at most of it, but she was still able to lick the stray fluids that clung to his lips and teeth. When she pulled away from him, he swallowed the whole load with a loud gulp, and grinning down at her.

"Aww, Latios. I wanted to try some," she whined, looking up at her brother with pleading eyes.

"Sorry, little sis," he said with a shrug of his wings. "You'll just have to reach down and scoop some out of your sloppy hole yourself."

"You're mean." she pouted, and stuck her tongue out at him.

He only chuckled in response, and nuzzled down against the base of her neck affectionately. "Come on, squirt. Let's go home. It's almost past your bedtime."

"Latios~!"

They left the warehouse together, blasting open the thin metal wall before flying free into the night, wingtip to wingtip. All the way back to the forest they danced and laughed, while Latias felt the warm sloshing of cum deep insider her body. Those humans would never find her again, but at least she got a souvenir out of it. The collar they'd fixed around her neck still shone in the moonlight, the tag reading 'Bitch' jiggling against the metal buckle. She would have to bury it with her other toys for later, and maybe dig it up against when another group of humans came trouncing through her forest. However, until their libido drew them out of hiding again, Latias and Latios were satisfied with each other's company, and could live happy together for the rest of their days.