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Fina let out a growl as the guards manhandled her while taking her out of the cart. As it turned out, Andrel hadn't been able to sell her back to Auction House. When she heard that from one of the house servants, she had felt a moment of both relief and sheer panic. While she hated the very idea of that place, there was that fear that she would see... him again. During her waking moments, she longed to sink her claws deep into his flabby, sweaty hide and just rip out any tender bits she could. But her sleep was plagued with night terrors that often woke her in a cold sweat with her heart pounding like a drum. She spent all her time tucked away in a little room with a mattress laid out across some crates that held some household items, a storage room. It was far from ideal, but as long as it kept her away from the auction block and those leering eyes, she could stomach it.

Too bad things hadn't stayed liked that.

As it turns out, the emboar had managed to transfer ownership of her to another buyer that had been there. She, and the entire house, had heard Andrel's complaints about having to take a loss for selling her, but he did not want his brother to even have the possibility of laying his grimy hands on her. Not that he'd be in any shape to do anything after the punishment his brother was putting him through.

So here she was, being hauled into a new home like she was no better than groceries. They'd slipped something into her meal to make her relax, since she hadn't allowed anyone into the room with her that was larger than her. When she'd toppled over, the other servants came in and bound then blindfolded her so she could be transported. The charmander squirmed in the bonds, but they'd done too good of a job restraining her. She strained her ears to hear anything that might give her a clue as to where they were taking her, but she hadn't seen enough of the city for that to be any use. The charmander let out a hiss and tried to calm her heart as it began to pound, tried to focus on anything else.

Smell! She could focus on the scents around her, that'd keep her mind busy for a little bit.

Taking a deep breath, the charmander's nose was instantly assaulted by the scent of herbs and many other things. Her nose twitched, taking in scents she was vaguely familiar with. Medicines similar to the ones she had been given on the train and in the auction house. Those weren't the only scents though. SO many different aromas wafted around her that she couldn't even hope to begin and sort them all out. Her porters carted her up a set of stairs, taking her away from the medicinal scents. She couldn't help but feel a bit of pleasure as the males huffed and panted as they hauled her up the incredibly long staircase.

Somewhere ahead a voice spoke, "Untie her and leave her there." The voice was strange, it didn't sound like any male or female voice she'd heard before, and sounded almost breathless. Its owner wouldn't remain a mystery long though. When the blindfold was torn off, the charmander had to squint against sudden light, giving her escorts ample opportunity to remove her bindings and drop her to the stone floor. "Your payment is by the front door, leave." Fina scrambled up as the guards thundered down the steps, clawing at the ties that held her muzzle closed.

Ripping it off, she snapped her jaws and looked around for the newest person to claim ownership of her. She'd sooner die than let some new, fat slob lay his greasy hands on her. Of course, she'd sooner tear into whoever would dare buy her like she were some trinket.

At first, the room she was in confused her. Row upon row of herbs sat on dirt-filled tables, creating a labyrinth of greenery. Glowing moss hung from wire cages, casting light down onto the plant beds. As she was looking around, a chime sounded from somewhere in the room and several things squeaked. Fina scrambled away from the nearest plant bed as water began to spray from pipes over head, falling onto the plants in a fine mist. She bumped into a massive plant and quickly looked around, letting her tail curl into her lap where she could shield it in case any of the pipes decided to spray her down as well.

"You don't have to worry about the sprinklers, they won't spray you, girl." She froze at the voice and looked up slowly. The voice seemed to come from the plant above her, but that was impossible. As she looked, the thick, purple vines that made up the bush squirmed around and revealed a pair of beady eyes that gazed back out at her. Yelping, she jumped to her feet and tried to dash away from the... whatever the hell it was. Fina barely made it a step before one of the vines caught her leg and tripped her. She just managed to catch herself from slamming face-first into the floor. Claws scrabbled uselessly against tile as she was pulled back, more vines reaching out to ensnare her other limbs. "Ahhh, even more lovely than you appeared to be at the auction."

Fina twisted and lashed out, claws ripping into one of the vines. The tangrowth hissed and pulled back the injured tendril, part of it flopping to the floor. Before she could jerk away, another vine wound around her leg to trap her. Snarling, the little female lashed out with both hands to shred the living ropes that drew her back. More of the living plant's creepers latched onto her wrists, tangling themselves around her fingers. She jerked and twisted, snarling as it began to lift her into the air. Ice cold fear jolted down her spine, making her stiffen as memories came flashing back. Driven by a cold panic, she opened her mouth and belched out a gout of flame.

This new owner wasn't nearly as fire proof as the last one had been.

She was rewarded with a shriek as the scent of charred plant filled the air. The mess of vines that covered his body rolled to smother the patched of smoking and burning growth. Even as it tried to extinguish itself, the tangrowth refused to drop her. "Now that wasn't very nice, was it?"

"Let me go!" No matter how much she thrashed and pulled, the vines were too elastic for her to snap, and she couldn't wrap her claws around any of them. Drawing her head back, she took in a deep breath for another fire blast. At the same moment she drew in her breath, a purple tinted cloud rose from the tangrowth's mass of creepers. Fina coughed as the stuff invaded her mouth and nose. Shaking her head, she tried to clear it out with loud sneezes, but it was too late. The mere act of moving her head left her feeling dizzy.

That voice seemed so far off as it spoke to her. "That's it, just breath deep and relax." She found herself drawing in another deep breath of that dust despite her best efforts not to. The world began to tilt and sway under her as she fell back against his clinging hold. The charmander took a deep breath and tried to blow another flame attack, but all she could produce was a weak puff of smoke and some sparks. "There we go. That's not so bad now is it?" Her growl came out as a weak little mew, head rolling freely as she was lifted into a better position by her captor. The vines rustled and revealed those eyes again. "Now that you are behaving, let me give you a little treat."

It felt like her body was a million miles away, she couldn't even make her toe twitch right now. So she could only watch as a thicker vine lifted from the mass and traced over her lips. The tendril oozed something thick and sticky that clung to her lips, making her flesh tingle where ever it touched. Her mouth offered now resistance as it pressed against her lips, jaws opening for the appendage. A moan sounded from inside of the tangled growth as the creature pushed that vine into her mouth. Fina's body jerked and gagged against the sickly sweet flavor of that viscous sap as it coated her tongue. More snares coiled around her body, holding her tight as the branch pushed down into her throat. Her body heaved powerfully against it, throat muscles clamping down around the invader as they tried to push it out. More sap oozed from the thick flesh in response, coating her throat and running out of her mouth. Instinct tried to make her retch, body heaving again, but with less force. She could feel the tendril filling her mouth and throat, pumping that sticky substance into her. The charmander heaved again, weaker this time, as the tingling sensation began to spread through her body. Her body barely twitched with the next attempted rejection before just slumping. Her eyes went wide as colors began to swirl and dance across the ceiling.

"Doesn't that feel good?" The words seem to materialize in front of her eyes and boom through her body. The vine pulled free of her mouth, leaving the bound female panting as her entire body began to tingle. "Now that you're more compliant, I think I will start my fun." Words. Words that had a meaning, but also had no meaning to her. She could only watch the dancing colors and shapes on the ceiling as the vine brushed over her cheek. A gasp jolted from her body as the sap connected the little sparks that were her nerves, sending a shock of ecstasy across her features. "It won't be long before you crave my attentions." A quiet whimper slipped from her mouth as the vines shifted her body.

The tangrowth held her up so she was looking down at her own spread legs. A little giggle escaped her mouth as colors danced across her squirming flesh. That thick vine moved down, dripping sap onto her flesh as it moved. Each drop that hit her flesh made her jerk and gasp as it ran across her hide. Head rolled as it nudged against her puffy slit. Her mind screamed in outrage as it plunged into her slick folds, but her body rebelled and pushed against the thickness. The creeper plunged deep into her, its passage lubricated by her own body and that thick syrup it was extruding. It pushed as deep as it could go, only stopping when it bumped against the entrance to her egg chamber. There it held, waiting.

Fina's universe exploded suddenly as the sap soaked into her tunnel. Her weak body thrashed in the vines as she gasped, throwing her head back and bucking against the springy bonds. Fireworks filled her head as the vine began to squirm and push against her insides. Tongue rolled from her mouth as she panted, eyes rolling back in her head. Lights and sounds, seen and heard only by her, filled her mind, forming a concert with the wet, lewd noises coming from her privates. She was distantly aware of her body being moved again, repositioned so that the tangrowth could push his vines even deeper. Juices, a true ambrosia, ran freely from around his thickness and trickled over her hide. Her willing body was plunked onto a work table, allowing the other pokemon to lean over her. Vines rubbed against her body, each one humming like a harp string as they caressed her body.

Her mouth eagerly opened as another sticky vine approached. The charmander's eyes shut as it plunged into her throat, muscles squeezing as she panted nosily around the appendage. Both vines pushed deep inside of her, the one in her mouth gladly sliding its tip as far down her throat as it could go. All while the one nestled between her legs battered against her cervix time and time again. She felt something break loose inside of her, followed by the strangest of feelings as the creeper plunged into her egg chamber. A deep moan gurgled around the one vine as she was twisted around. "I want you to watch," the voice moaned into her ear. Her eyes tried to focus on the vine nestled between her legs, but couldn't quiet latch onto anything.

The thick flesh began to roll and shift as it held itself so very deep inside of her. As she watched, a thick bulge began to roll down the vine, inching closer to her body. The female shivered as it moved past her lips, making a visible bulge in her gut as it moved deeper into her core with each undulation. Her body tensed as it approached her cervix and slowly forced its way through. The world exploded again as the object popped out of the vine and was stuck to the inner wall of her womb. Everything went white as she felt a second object pop into her. Then a third. Each one brought a new explosion of pleasure with it. Every fiber of her being was filled with light and rapture and it was all too much for her to handle. She slumped against the vines as everything went black.

She was only out for a few seconds, just barely long enough for the tangrowth to pull out of her. Fina didn't even have the strange to shiver as the thick goo began to trickle from her stretched folds. Rolling her head, she moaned at the sight of her belly, which was swollen large enough that she would swear she looked two weeks egg heavy. Somewhere in the distance, a bell rang. Moments later, several someones entered the room. Each one bearing a similarly swollen belly. "Yes, Master Bellone?" The servants chimed as one.

A heavy, sticky vine ran across a rattata's mouth, the male eagerly licking at it and shivering as his pupils dilated. "Take the new girl downstairs." The vine moved to hover between the next two, a squirtle and a lombre. Both males watched it with large, eager eyes before it traced over the squirtle's lips. "Clean her up." Finally the third male got a taste of the sap. "And get her a meal. She will be sharing the chambers with the three of you, but none of you are to touch her. Understood? She is for my enjoyment." Three heads nodded quickly, eyes locked onto that vine as it slid back into the tangled mass. "Good. Now go, I have plants to tend to."

The three scrambled over quickly and lifted her from the table. Fina could only flop limply, body still tingling and feeling rather disconnected from her mind. The squirtle and lombre carried her between them as the rattata ran ahead, opening doors.

In short order, they had her propped up at a heavy wooden table and were scrambling around to prepare something for her to eat. It must have been near meal time anyway, since there were a couple pots on the stove, simmering away and throwing their delicious aroma into the air. The kitchen's air was hot and dry, something all too familiar for the female that grew up in a desert. That familiarity was something for her to grab onto and gradually haul herself out of the stupor she'd been in.

By the time they set a bowl of broth in front of her, the charmander was able to sit up without needing any support. Didn't take too long to discover that the coordination needed to work a spoon was still beyond her. The lombre started towards her to help, but she warned him off with a feeble growl. Cupping the bowl in both hands, she tilted it just enough to sip from. Just had to be careful not to tip it over and waste the meal. Her muzzle crinkled at bit at the vegetable-heavy flavor. Across the table, the rattata offered a little smile. "Master Bellone doesn't like to buy food, instead he has several gardens he harvests from. Our meals, as well as the herbs and items for the medicines he sells, come from those." His whiskers twitched in a smile. "By the way, I'm Jee. This is Marcon," he waved at the lombre, "and Slips." The squirtle waved from the far end of the table, squirming slightly as he licked his lips in between each spoonful of his soup.

Fina nodded at them in turn, but stayed silent as she drained her bowl. A long moment of quiet passed before she heaved a little sigh. "Fina." The three males perked up instantly, not that their smiles had dropped much since they'd come to collect her. She offered the smallest of smiles in return, still feeling lethargic from the dust.

The three servants chatted throughout dinner, filling her in on details about the tangrowth and what his business was. While Bellone didn't truly have a gender, he preferred to be identified as a male, which Fina could understand having seen how females were usually treated in this accursed placed. Still, she supposed it could be far worse really. She giggled a bit, feeling strangely giddy as she finished up her soup. She was about to go wash her bowl when Slips took her by the elbow. "Come on, let's get you to bed. You're going to crash in a minute."

Fina blinked at him, "What do you mean?" She looked between the males, suddenly worried.

Marcon smiled and took the bowl from her hands. "The sleep powder that Master Bellone had to use on you. Some sleep will clear it up the rest of the way. Until then, we don't want to see you around anything dangerous."

Fina woke with a start, gasping as she sat up in the bed. Wait, bed? Where was she? Bringing her tail around, she used the light from her flame in place of a candle and looked around. The room was fairly small, only large enough for a half-dozen beds, only four of which were in use currently. Her bed was crammed in a corner of the long room. The others were there as well, scattered in the room. She could just barely remember making it to the room. They'd gotten halfway there before the energy from her dinner faded and she found herself slumping against the wall. Finally, Slips had to pick her up and carry her to the bedroom, where he cleaned her and put her to bed.

A shiver raced through her body. She felt cold suddenly, and without a blanket on the bed, her only source of warmth was her tail. Planting her back against the wall, the charmander brought her tail up and let it rest in her lap, putting her hands around it. Another shiver passed through her, this one stronger, as a dull ache began to form at the base of her skull. Cradling her head, she uttered a moan and clenched her jaws.

"Fina?" She opened an eye as a hand touched her arm. Jee was looking at her, large eyes glowing in her tail's light. "You don't look so good."

She shivered again, teeth starting to chatter. "What's wrong with me?"

Whiskers twitched as his nose wrinkled. "Come on." Helping her off the bed, the rattata guided her from the bedroom. "You need to see Master Bellone."

The charmander hissed softly and tried to step away, but her legs didn't fully obey. "I don't need to see him, I'm going back to bed."

He caught her as she started to tumble and held her up. "Trust me, you need to see him. He'll make that headache go away." She clenched her eyes shut and huffed, her head pounding with each beat of her heart now. Gulping, she fought against a wave of nausea and leaned heavily against the rodent. He grunted, but managed to support her as they began to stagger up some stairs.

One particularly bad step sent her falling against him, their swollen bellies touching as the rattata tried to keep them both from going down the stairs. Fina took a few moments to steady herself, panting now as her head throbbed like her brain was trying to escape.

When they were finally able to get moving again, she groaned; "Why is your belly swollen? Matter of fact, why are all your guts swollen?"

Jee's ears colored as he helped her out onto a landing and shuffled down a hall. "It is Spring." That was all he said, like that explained everything.

She was going to ask for more when that breathless voice droned, "What are you two doing out of bed at this time?" Fina's back stiffened as she looked up, seeing the tangrowth standing in a doorway. "I had given an order for you to rest."

The rattata's teeth clicked nervously, "I'm sorry, Sir. J-just that Fina was moaning and hurting so..." The vines shifted slowly, making Jee stiffen, "so I thought I'd bring her to you and see if you could help. I can take her back to bed right away."

"Bring her in."

Fina uttered a little whine, but the throbbing in her head urged her to seek out a cure from the tangrowth. Jee helped her into the room. She only got a brief look of the room, which had several of those baskets full of fungus hanging from the ceiling and the floor was nothing but soft, cool dirt. Bellone wiggled his feet into the soil, toes squirming and wiggling as he settled down. Jee hurried her over to the male. Dark eyes glimmered in the light. A thick vine emerged from the tangled mass, dripping with sap. "All you have to do to get rid of that headache is to lick this." Fina hissed, lips curling back to show off her teeth. "It's just one lick, that's all it will take. Then you can go back to bed for the evening." She growled and let her flaming tail flick behind her. Looking over at Jee, she saw the hungry look on his face as he stared at that dripping vine. Did she really want to end up like him? Hungry for the next taste that came her way.

Just a lick wouldn't hurt would it? Just enough to get rid of her headache.

She let out a growl and a snort, but leaned forward and gave the vine a lick. That sickly sweet taste filled her mouth. A shudder raced through her body as pleasure began to radiate through her body. Leaning forward, she gave the vine another slow lick. Another wave of pleasure raced through her body, pushing away the ache that had been hammering in her head. Jaws opened slowly and closed around the vine, suckling on it. "Very good," purred the tangrowth, pushing the vine into her mouth. Her cheeks flushed as an orgasmic bliss rolled through her body.

A second vine, dripping with sap, slid out and ran over Jee's lips. The rattata eagerly took it into his mouth, neck bulging as the vine plunged into his throat. More vines extended from the tangled mass, wrapping around their limbs. With the male rooted into his bedroom soil, it was easy for him to lift both the rattata and charmander into the air. Creepers wound round and round their limbs, trapping them open as more of the sap covered vines began to slide over their bodies. Fina groaned around the invader in her mouth as a vine traced over her vent and spread that oh-so-great feeling substance over her petals.

"They are seed pods." She moaned in question, eyes opening partially as the vine flicked up and down her pussy. "I love to plant them into someone and watch them swell. Can only put so many into my boys, but you... oh my dear Fina you could hold so many." Her body arched as the vine pushed deep into her folds. Eyes rolled back into her head as the world exploded around her, her climax set off in mere seconds by that glorious sap. The vine pushed deep into her and wormed its way through her cervix, more of the pods already rolling down it's tube to be planted into her gut.

It was weeks later when a knock sounded at one of the greenhouse door's. Marcon came in, followed by an official looking pidgey with a suit vest and wearing a hat. His eyes went wide at the sight of the tangrowth, who was busy planting seedlings in the garden, flanked by a charmander who looked to be carrying several eggs. Bellone twisted to look at the avian, "May I help you?"

A letter was presented with a chuff, "We have come to collect the girl after learning she was sold to you. She is viable breeding stock, and while it looks like you have been..." he trailed off and looked at her and her swollen gut; "making use of her. It has been decided that she would be far more useful for the purpose she was originally purchased for. Of course, a replacement can be arranged among the non-fertile females, or you may simply ask a price."

Bellone looked at Fina and ran a vine over her chin. The charmander looked up at him with dreamy eyes and a smile. "Agreed. You may have her."

A whine sounded from the female, "But... Master Bellone..."

He waved a hand at her, "Do not shame me with tears. Go with them, I have grown weary of you." Turning to the pidgey, "Now, about her replacement."