All Night Long
Yes yes yes, I know, finally another upload. Sorry, I just rarely have this sudden, explosive urge to write furry porn, especially when I can just hop on tapestries (user name Vinon; add me to your wf if you wanna play sometime) and get some immediate sex. And uh, FA and fchan are also quite a bit more useful for when I'm in the mood to be a furfag =P
BUT! I will actually probably have several stories coming out in the near future, as I have begun to take commissions. Yes, this story is a commission, for Nicobay the bayleef. I'm sure you've all seen some of his other commissions, as he has quite a few of them. So, if you were maybe interested, here's a basic idea of the quality and type of work I do when it comes to commissions. Prices are STUPIDLY cheap at the moment, since I'm still really trying to assert myself, so please go check it out if you're interested. Please visit here for details: http://www.furaffinity.net/journal/634043/
DISCLAIMER- So anyway, obviously this is a pokemon story. There are some things that might dissuade you from reading it, so you're better-off if you actually read this disclaimer. These are not morphs; they are sentient, but are not anthropomorphic. This story contains rape. This story contains extreme humiliation; to expand, it's not like watersports, or public play, or something like that, but there are sadistic qualities to what is going to happen in here. It doesn't have a happy ending unless you're a pervert. Most of you are perverts so it's not a big deal, but just warning you. Also. this story has a strong theme of faster/son incest, and it's not exactly something you can just pretend isn't there, so if that is a 100% turn-off, you're pretty much screwed with this one. And, finally, if you've read any of my other stories you're probably aware of this, but all the dicks in this story are very oversized, and are equally, if not more-so, over-productive. But this was requested, so no complaining this time =)
Ok, all characters are pokemon. Owned by whoever owns pokemon (Nintendo?). Nicobay the bayleef and Skrien the umbreon are all characters owned by Nicobay. Story's mine, distributable for non-profit if a link to my FA commission journal post is included (provided in the second paragraph of this header). And uh... Nico and I were both unsure on wtf a suicune is. I thought it was a dog, someone told me it was a cat, he thought it was cetacean. So. For this story, it's a feline-looking cetacean lol Also, the ending was his request.
And, in no offense to the commissioner what-so-ever, I just feel compelled to note for my own purposes that incest is not something I normally have interest in, but I am willing to write basically anything when it comes to commissions, so seriously, hit me up.
The humid, summer's day was finally coming to a long-anticipated end; the unseasonably stifling heat now in the final thralls of being replaced by the welcomed cool the night's sky always brought, deep violets swamping the stratosphere as seemingly unnatural pinks and tangerines curled around the landscape, the sun nearly set as it was confiscated by the dense tree-line of the forest towering staunchly at the edge of the field.
"C'mon Nico, we need to be hurrying up. You know this place isn't very safe at night." The umbreon's tone was rehearsed, as if this sort of comment was something he made on a more-than-regular basis. His red eyes weren't quite as sharp as they used to be, the black canine in the clutch of middle age at a mere seven-and-a-half, which would translate to forty-ish if we were going by human years, as he lazily scolded his son, who was currently preoccupied with some apparently particularly delicious vegetation. The umbreon sported the standard markings of his ancestry, as goldenrod rings circled around his tail and ears, yet more of the metallic coloration outlining and accenting his forehead and legs as his thick, lustrous tail flicked back and forth idly behind him, a mixture of anxiety and irritation effortlessly discernible in the swayed motions.
"Huh?" A head came peering out up above the long grains, not immediately identifiable as belonging to a bayleef, as its owner's skull was a hooded in a striking black. But as the rest of him scampered playfully back out and it quickly became more apparent as stocky feet crashed through wheat and left him side by side with his father. The grass type's features were not common to the breed as, other than the black coiling from his forehead down his long, prehensile throat, nestled just above his eyes was a pentagram. It was small but easily distinguishable as it stood out against the dark skin, the same color as the markings on his father. His eyes though, were indeed red, although one could never know which half of his parentage he got that from; considering the situation, it was fairly obvious that he descended from mixed breeding, half of him umbreon and the other half assumedly some evolutionary form of a meganium.
"Oh sorry, I forgot!" The bayleef was a fair bit larger than his father as he came padding up to Meriel's side, having to walk fairly slowly to keep pace with his dad. It was still another quarter-mile or so until they could enter the densely wooded forest, long-lost ancestry of the pokemon that now inhabited the wooded area having seen to that, as seclusion from the human world was vital to their safety, the few areas sparse enough to allow entry serving as a fairly effective deterrent. But humans weren't the primary worry of the scolding umbreon, as this area was particularly notorious for being the sort of place one would go if they were looking for something especially lurid in the evening, and the sun was now nearly set.
As the duo continued to slowly circle the perimeter of their home, they came upon a curious sight: a couple white, plastic bags were strewn across a sharply thorned bush, having been torn on their descent as various items that could never be mistaken for any other than those having belonged to a human were scattered across the ground, variously rotten, half-eaten food items and some strained clothes signifying that this was, in fact, trash. "Hey dad! What's that?"
"Leave it alone, it's just gar-", the canine's words were, though, cut short as the more youthful and inquisitive bayleef went immediately scampering off to investigate the refuse, it being very rare that humans ever came this close to the forest as there was nothing even remotely like civilization for a very long distance; perhaps campers? Either way, it was something that Nico had never encountered in his comparatively short life, so he was all too eager to bound up towards the interesting and alien collection, sniffing at the various items as some brought scowls of disgust to his face, much of the food fetid at this point.
After having decidedly scrutinized each item, effortlessly shoving the groans from his father to the back of his mind, he chose his favorite from the lot. "Hey, what's this?" Nico's head had managed to scurry under something that was definitely more inappropriate than the rest of the things strewn across the field, as he was momentarily obscured by the dense thicket. He came trouncing back out towards Skrien, who just shook his head, exasperated, as a slight grin crept across one side of the canine's pointed muzzle.
"Nothing you should be playing with. Put it down, Nico." The item in question, which was currently coiled around the grass type's face and long, giraffe-like neck was women's lingerie, red and black lace of the trashiest and most iconoclastic nature, a couple stains from (hopefully) the dirt it had been laying in ruining what otherwise might be a nice, silky piece of erotica. "That's a human, woman's clothes." He didn't really feel it necessary to get into the details of how such an item may have differed from what women normally wore, though, just pawing it off of Nico's head with the flick of a wrist, letting it swoop back down to the ground. "C'mon boy, we don't have time to be messing around. We really need to get home, or we're going to be late for dinner."
"Aww, what's the matter? He looks damn fine in it." A deep, masculine voice suddenly came rumbling out upon them from behind, which elicited both of their heads to whip around their shoulders to find the source. Towering precariously closely above the two pokemon was a massive specimen of arcanine, his visage absolutely immense as broad, powerful limbs crushed the earth beneath him. Glowing, amber eyes were fixed upon the pair of comparatively tiny pokemon, a predatory gleam glistening from his long, canid teeth as white-hot animalism flashed across his eyes forebodingly.
The two were momentarily frozen in place, apparently neither of them quite sure how to deal with their sudden and unexpected company as the umbreon knew all-too-well the danger they were suddenly faced with, cursing his son's playful streak in an interior monologue, although the bayleef himself, while being fairly mature for a bayleef, hadn't been around quite long enough to understand just what sort of things might end up taking place in this situation if they were not extremely careful, not fully comprehending the gravity of the situation, considering the type of people that congregated in this area at this hour.
"Yeah man, what's the rush?" The voices kept popping out of seemingly nowhere, the heated glare of a swelling presence slowly surrounding the two, new and unfamiliar timbres rumbling through the father-sons' ears as their views were temporarily withdrawn from that of the massive canid looming over them, both turning around to note the much less intimidating floatzel that had managed to sneak up behind them in their moment of disorientation. The mustelid-like creature's paw gave Skrien's left ear a playful tug as the distance between their bodies was null, having sneaked nearly on top of them as the arcanine easily distracted them with his massive presence.
Skrien's head flicked backwards, dislodging the grip on his ear as he loosed a fairly pitiful growl, then stated firmly, "we're not interested in what you're after. Why don't you two go find someone else; we're not here for this type of thing." But his words seemed fairly moot as the body heat of the ever-present arcanine could be felt on the backs of the travelers; heavy, weighted panting reverberating through the chilled air as his head was now peering directly down at the two delicious treats that the night had oh-so-graciously brought for him.
The pair of unwanted and surprisingly stealthy companions pressed into them, trapping them between themselves. "I don't think you understand. You're here, you know what sort of things happen here, and now those things are going to happen. We are likewise uninterested... and what we're uninterested in is what it is you might have had planned for the evening. Because now," his words were viscerally calm and collected, each one half-whispered and half-growled, speaking as though this was simply standard practice, something he had rehearsed and delivered on many occasions, "we are what you will be doing for the evening." His teeth gleamed with egg-white protein film as he drizzled his words onto his new companions like sticky-sweet chocolate sauce, not particularly trying to be witty; simply getting the point across in a fashion he deemed satisfactorily self-entertaining. "Or should I say it the other way around?"
Nico just stood in place, his limbs feeling like lead, completely trapped by fear and confusion as his father's head whipped around, the umbreon's body's stance now very aggressive as his hairs were raised across his spine, but before anything could culminate, the floatzel's arms were wrapped around the canine's neck, twisting and jerking it unremittingly back towards him as he locked it in place, the umbreon's face pressed firmly into the otter's chest. "Run, Nico!" His words were gasped and falsetto as the grip around his throat made it difficult to project, Skrien beginning to lash his body in some sort of effort to dislodge the more flexible grip around him, his spine twisting and thrashing violently, but the dexterity of the bipedal creature made this nothing more than, to them, an amusing sideshow as the umbreon's paws slipped and scurried through dewy grass and mud.
"Let him go!" Nico's voice was trembling and cracked as tears threatened to form in the corners of his reddening eyes, every part of him feeling hot and tensed, his posture instilled with fear, but he tried to be as imposing as he possibly could. He didn't know what to do; the arcanine, that now had its legs straddling the bayleef's body, wasn't even in his mind as he glared with all the fury he could muster at the floatzel, who just snickered sadistically each time Skrien's feet slipped in the dirt, the umbreon's motions slowly becoming less and less animated as his energy was waning, and maybe even succumbing to the futility of his body's protests.
Green, ivy-like tentacles rose out of the bayleef, twisting and snaking menacingly up above Nico's yellow frame, preparing to do whatever was necessary as he watched the failing form of his father. "Be good." The chainsaw voice of the arcanine vibrated through his ears. A massive, black paw came crashing down into Nico; everything was black. It was over. They lost.
Don't know how long it's been. Aqueously muted, muffled voices surround the bayleef, indiscernible through the dense, foreboding haze of being knocked out; seconds, minutes, hours? It was fully dark now, so probably not the former. "Heh, so you're awake now, huh kid?" Nico shook his head, his limbs a bit sore from having fallen onto them in, apparently, some fairly uncomfortable manner, as he stared up to see where the voice had come from, enjoying the briefest of moments when he didn't remember what exactly happened, although that soon dissipated, much to Nico's chagrin.
There was a warm flickering a few feet to his side; it was almost comforting. But as more and more of the daze that his forced respite had bestowed upon him, his face twisted into a grimace as he stared up into the starry night scape, that was currently being obstructed by the draconian visage of a charizard grinning down malevolently at him, impenetrable heat sizzling into his body from the fiery being as it towered above the bayleef, the sheer size of the beast allowing him to seemingly surround the cowering boy.
"Wha-, where?" It was all that came out of his mouth as his chest was still struggling for air, his head swimming as more of the fumes of sleep dissipated. He leaped up onto his feet, but as he tried to force himself forward, two arms were quickly slung around him like glue, chaining him obediently in place as he caught a look at his father. The only thing Nico heard could hear were faint, squelched whimpers and people rusting through grass as he caught a glimpse of his father out of the corner of his eye; Skrien's fur was disheveled, his expression confused as his black fur was highlighted by something pink and fleshy.
"Don't look son, please don't look at me..." The air was dampened and thick with the scent of musk, animal rut tinting the flavorful palate of each inhalation as it weighed down his lungs with swampy humidity, the bayleef whimpering as the charizard restraining him grabbed his head and turned it in the direction of his father, who was sporting not only a massive pole, but a spewing one at that as Skrien's entire front was glazed with the glinting icing of his own precum, dripping off of his thighs and chin down onto the ground as it had formed a puddle between the umbreon's feet.
The floatzel's paws were wrapped tightly around the woeful shaft as they stroked up and down, precariously slowly, dragging forced and unwanted pleasure out of the over-sized meat as his father just turned his head away in utterly defeated shame, Nico's eyes quickly averting their gaze, but the red, scaled hands on his skull never let it fully escape his view as his eyes darted around wildly, desperately trying to shake the trembling outline of his father's emasculated frame from his line of site. "Dad... what's happening to us?"
Skrien didn't respond with anything other than a groan as another gout of hot, slimy precum audibly splashed against his body, the otter teasing and toying mercilessly with the canine. "Hey look kid, you make your daddy really excited!" This comment was met with snickers emanating from every angle as Nico's head tried to twist around to identify them all, but it was impossible as the dragon kept him tightly in place, the slitted crotch of the beast pressing up against the short, yellow tail of the bayleef, which made him jerk forward, to little consequence as the heat of the dragon's hips just drove closer and closer, swaying with each motion of Nico's struggling body.
One of them willingly revealed himself as the golden hues of a ninetails appeared at the side of the busied floatzel, his massive, plumed appendages flickering anxiously behind his body as its vulpine snout was curled into a wry and sadistic grin, sending chills into the bayleef as his gaze was once again drawn towards his bound father, whose cock was nearly poking at where his nipples would be if he was a human, perhaps explaining how he could have possibly mated with Nico's meganium mother. It was more than simply impressive; umbreon weren't exactly large, and Skrien was no exception, but on his body it looked like a joke, and as it spat and spewed into that glistening, ebony fur, Nico couldn't help but start to feel things he never wanted to think or feel about his father, the floatzel keeping Skrien perched on his hind legs to show it off in all its glory.
The kitsune sauntered over to Nico, now, which made the bayleef try to recoil in disgust, but that charizard still held him just as tightly as before, his feet slipping through the roughage and dirt just like he had been forced to watch his father's do as the ninetails' breath crept across the bayleef's face, making his eyes squint closed as he dared not look at the assailant, who was now only a few inches from the captive. "Yeah, I think so." His words were blown against the bayleef, trying to elicit some sort of reaction, although not quite managing just yet. "Why don't we find out just how excited we can get him, eh? Sort of like a contest. Whoever can make this bitch blow his load first wins!" His words were executed with the same, youthful jubilance as Nico's had been only an hour or so ago, but obviously had a much more sinister undertone.
"Please just let him go! He's still just a kid!" Skrien's voice screeched out, every other syllable interrupted by huffs and whimpers as he desperately struggled against what his body was begging for, considering the huge thing plastered to it, searing into the black-furred flesh. But it only seemed to make the group of pokemon surrounding the bayleef all the more insistent, reveling in the umbreon's disgrace.
Skrien yelped out again, but this didn't seem to deter any of the would-be rapists; in fact, it just got a couple of giggles as the bayleef was thrown down into the ground, the ninetails pressing one of its paws onto Nico's head as the leafy pokemon screamed out with all the power his lungs could muster, trying to force himself back up onto his feet, but his long and slender neck made this particular submission especially effective; as he just writhed on the ground pathetically, unable to dislodge the paw. "So, who gets him first? Fifty says we can get him to rail his pop before sunrise." That was certainly a human expression, which may have explained a small bit about these particularly nasty pokemons' origin, but it was inconsequential; it simply confirmed what sort of pokemon they were: escaped, and dangerous.
"Noooo!" His scream was broken as his body was jerked back up into an upright position, something having grabbed his tail as his body was elevated into a form that only meant one thing. The fox continued, "Leave the umbreon's ass intact, Kaer. Let the new toy break him first." This was presumably directed at the otter, who was surely not beyond doing something of that nature, and who now at least had a name. "Don't let him cum; just keep him on the edge. We'll teach 'em to enjoy it, now won't we?" The ninetails' head twisted back up towards the charizard, and then back to the arcanine as well, who had returned from the inscrutable darkness, his broad skull and powerful jaws only accented to terrifying degrees by the flickering light of charizard's tail, making him all the more menacing as shadows crept and crawled across his imposing, tiger-striped form.
And so it began. The vulpine removed his paw from Nico's skull, the charizard leaning over the bayleef's body as his sharply clawed fingertips clasped up under Nico's long, slender neck, pulling it up to the height of the ninetails' withers as the fox mounted onto the bayleef, Skrien shouting out at them, but any of his actual words were lost on the terrified and hectic bayleef as there was absolutely no romance, no ceremony, his body now nothing but a vehicle for pleasure to the group that had him surrounded from every angle as hot sweat beaded across his body.
He felt the heat of the charizard's hips pressing impertinently against his tail as he tucked it down between his legs, trying to keep what the lizard was after as well-concealed for as long as possible as the ninetails crawled further and further along his body, the darkness making it difficult to see what exactly was coming towards Nico's lips, but as the tip of an overstuffed sheath pressed up against them far sooner than he expected, it started to make sense why the group didn't seem particularly enthusiastic about the size of Skrien; apparently, it wasn't as impossible or uncommon as one might have thought.
"Please... no..." Nico's face was wrought with disgust as he clamped his jaws down. The charizard's hand removed itself from Nico's throat, no longer needed as the ninetails had poised itself just where it needed to be, even as the grass type dropped his face down into the dirt. He tried to hide from the ensuing onslaught, but they were too practiced; they knew all the moves and how to counteract them as the fox's hips simply plummeted down with the face he was only too eager to stuff. "Why don't you get him warmed up for me?", the dragon quipped non-nonchalantly to his partner.
"Oh, it'd be my pleasure. Haven't had a good facefuck in days." The word was heavily stressed, as if such a thing should and had been an every-day experience. The lizard's grip subsided from the bayleef's hips, just gripping the tail and tugging it downward as the imposing strength of the massive pokemon effortlessly drug his body straight into the ground.
"No! Let me go!" It was an annoying and repetitive track that all of them had already become accustomed to, and it didn't seem to do anything other than draw them in further as the coat of yellow fur covering the ninetails belly obscured any sight, the darkness doing the rest of the work as everything around Nico went black, making him feel everything so much more divinely as the crotch that had been pressing up into Nico's face once again found purchase.
It simply thrust against his muzzle, the sheath plowing hotly between his eyes as the weight of the huge tool stressed itself down against the bridge of Nico's snout, the massive thing easily giving Skrien's a run for his its money as the umbreon had, at this point, stopped shouting. He was merely whimpering and sobbing, but whether it was from pleasure or fury was up to debate at this point as little sweet-nothings from the floatzel could be heard being whispered into the perk, black ear.
Nico's jaws were clamped tightly shut, but this didn't dissuade the ninetails in the least, knowing that there were always ways if bitches just wouldn't get into the spirit of things. He continued to grind more and more of that seemingly infinite length against the bayleef, each thrust violent and chaotic as more and more crawled across his splayed spine with each push until massive, softball-sized orbs were slapping audibly against Nico's lips, making him whimper and coo as the lack of hygiene was appropriate to the apparent nature of the fox, the massive orbs utterly reeking with maleness, covered in a sweaty glaze of pheromones that beat themselves wetly into Nico's nostrils, making them sting with stench.
The back half of the bayleef's body thrashed and swayed, but only as far as the grip on his tail would allow, a foot being pressed to his rump which kept him from squirming backwards any more than the fox was interested in as the ninetails' hips started to slow down. The strokes became less violent, less erratic, being traded for something somehow even more vile as whimpers and churrs began to fill the air above Nico, dense, plush fur swallowing the back of his body as he felt paws wrapping around his shoulder-joints like a dog's in rut, heat pouring and radiating down into his body as there was nothing left for him to do but be forced to argue with his body over whether or not he should be enjoying it.
The piston-like thighs of the fox continued to press harder and harder into the bayleef, allowing his body-weight to sandwich their new bitch into the earth below as tantalizing and apparently bored pin-pricks of the claws of the lizard behind him began to play into the flesh of his wide butt, never breaking the skin, but sending electric waves of mixed pleasure and pain through Nico's body as he was completely and utterly dominated, the fox starting to swoop his hips back and forth, letting the entire length of his maleness crawl from between the soft, leathery lips of the leafy pokemon, up across his skull and the back of his neck, each pump not stopping until his fat balls were pressed so hard into Nico's nose he couldn't breath, being smothered in pure virility.
Each inhalation of what would have been elixir to a true animal only brought him humiliation as he whined and lashed his neck as much as he could, trying to squirm away from the line of sight of what was being ground into his body, but the spry vulpine was infinitely quicker and more dexterous, right back on top of him in an instant as anything he did only seemed to make that engorging sheath get fatter and fatter.
Two gasps echoed against the tree-trunk of a cock as a huge blast of precum splattered virulently and viscerally against the face of Nico, making him cry out as the hot, sticky cockscum was smeared into him by the fur of the rapist's sheath and tummy, staining him as nothing more than a piece of meat for fuckin'. "Ah shit dude, this feels fucking fantastic! So much better than fur. I just splashed a fuckin' fist of precum across him."
"Give him another. Tellin' ya, he's pressing back on me. I think he loves me." They joked back and forth to each other as if trying to see who could make Nico cry first, but he was too preoccupied with trying to breathe at the moment for that to happen as the mess poured down his face in thick sheets, the fox quickly obliging with the dragon's suggestion as another, even larger, gout was gushered across Nico's skull, dripping down from his neck into the dirt and turning it to a vile mud, which soaked up against his chest, only continuing to make the impenetrable stench of sex all the more impossible to ignore.
The ninetails slammed against the bayleef again, his nuts smacking into velvety lips as they splashed the gooey mess that they had made on him, forcing some of it against the poor boy's gum-line as the bayleef coughed and gagged, which was happily met with a face-full of sac as the moment his jaws parted open they were stuffed with the oily, sweaty nuts, that were currently busy with marking him in fox sex. Nico's tongue pushed them straight back out, but they had left their salty, briny taste in his mouth, and it refused to go away, like the heat of a pepper that no amount of water could ease.
"Oh man, this ass feels niiiiice wrapped around my dick, guys." The floatzel spoke out with more candor than that statement should ever be enunciated with towards his mates as he ground his fat, gushing bulge between the meaty rump-cheeks of the still-struggling Skrien, mess dripping from the umbreon from both sides as he panted, his head hung down low in absolute humiliation and self-loathing as you could watch his body react in every way you knew he wish it didn't, little 'eeps' and 'urfs' escaping his muzzle each time the otter-thing found an especially joyous spot with his especially fat, burning shaft.
The charizard growled, sending shivers through Nico's body as he tugged the bitch harder into himself. "Hey, I said save it for later. The boy's gonna take him first," to which the floatzel gave another insistent buck of the hips, and chimed back, "I'm not ruttin' him, just getting him nice and lubed up for his boy there."
Skrien yelped out, red almost visible through the onyx fur adorning his cheeks. "Don't listen to them! Just... unf... do whatever they say, and it will all be over soon. I'm... sorry, son." His voice was filled with remorse and sorrow as he was forced to tell his only son to simply take it, to let them do whatever it was they planned on doing to his body. But it was the only thing he could tell him to do that meant he knew they would, eventually, get out of this with their lives.
The ninetails didn't have any more not-so-witty remarks, as he was too busy enjoying himself, the tip of his reddening shaft peeking out of his sheath like a branding iron as the bayleef could feel it against his skull, oozing more of its salty mess between his eyes as he wondered whether he was breathing more air or more stench, his lungs feeling heavy and weighted in his chest as those huge orbs just pressed harder into his face, parting his lips with nothing but sheer force as vulpine precum drooled down their fat, sloshing curves and spilled into the bayleef's mouth, pooling against Nico's bottom row of teeth before dribbling back out each time he was shoved to more accommodate the ninetails' quest for pleasure.
More and more of that steaming, purple dick kept spilling out against Nico's face as the sheath that once hid it from his view dramatically slid back off the fat slab of meat like a banana-peel, soft fur being replaced by hard, throbbing flesh as, finally, the knot popped out of the base of the flesh-tube, keeping it locked out of the way as the massive cock was at least thirteen or fourteen inches, and thicker around than a dick of even that massive length should ever be, the knot attached to the end barely even formed but feeling like a baseball pressed to his snout.
It was time. "Hey man, this guy ain't gonna open up. Grab him." That was all there was to it as the charizard, who was currently teasing his fingertips into the supple and deep flesh of Nico's ass, leaned over and once again gripped his head, tugging it sharply upward as he held it in place. A thick, powerful thumb slipped into Nico's muzzle, easily parting his lips as it pressed against the back of his molars, finding the spot at the very back of his mouth where the row of flat, herbivore's teeth ended and left only gum. He jammed his thumb in as hard as he could as Nico yelped out in pain, his head thrashing to the left and to the right, trying to dislodge the grip of his muzzle.
But it was all the opening the kitsune needed as he hopped back up onto Nico's body, taking a breeding position from the wrong end as the tip of that pointed, canine shaft found the gloriously slick, hot purchase of broad tongue, spitting another slick rope of precum into the back of the bayleef's throat, making him gag and cough as he tried to force some of the mess back out, but he could feel it slither and drool down right back down, whining and shivering as he swallowed it, feeling the heat travel sluggishly down his esophagus and into his stomach, his face still dripping with the now-cooled mess as he was so completely violated.
"Oh, I didn't know you liked to swallow, bitch. Lemme give you something to nom on, since you're apparently pretty hungry." The fox started to slide deeper into the muzzle, the width of his member beginning to part Nico's lips as the pointed, truncated tip led into fat, hot meat. It glided against teeth until the bayleef tried to chomp down, making the lizard currently keeping his jaws pried open yelp in pain, his fingertip retracting just as the cock lodged in Nico's muzzle did the same.
The grass type panted, clenching his eyes shut and cowering, waiting for whatever repercussion might ensue from such an action. But nothing came. And still nothing, just that hand coiled around his tail keeping him still. He opened up his eyes and looked to the fox, who was simply grinning, as if this was only part of the game, his shaft still throbbing from between his legs as each sway of his magnificent set of tails made the cock swish back and forth jovially.
"I think you oughta take this end; you can keep him in line better than I can." The ninetails nodded towards the charizard, whose actions up to this point would certainly lead one to believe he wouldn't be turning down the offer, nor did he, as he temporarily released his grip on Nico's tail, one paw wrapping menacingly and threateningly around his throat as the massive, looming figure of the red, fiery pokemon swung in front of the tiny bayleef, Nico's eyes at the unfortunate height to be perfectly eye-level with the bulging mound of flesh protruding from between the lizard's hips, a drooling slit just threatening to burst at any moment as his gaze was transfixed on the massive specimen of maleness, the protrusion of what would soon be orbs also trying to press through the thick, yellow layer of armored scales a few inches lower as his arousal led way to a more physical manifestation.
What he had been too preoccupied to notice, however, was where, exactly, the ninetails that had imbued his face with the mess currently still dribbling off it had gone off to, which was in fact the same place that the massive form of the dragon towering in front of him had been: right behind him, and considering the state of the fox's dick, there was no chance of him being any sort of patient.
Nico yelped out as the force of the kitsune mounting him pressed his face back into crotch, the only place the rag-tag group of pokemon apparently through it belonged, as he was forced to gasp into the slime pouring out of the ever-widening slit on the charizard's body. The viscous goo wasn't salty, but in fact sweet, and stinking of twelve different kinds of sloppy, messy sex that had transpired who-knows-when, as it was forced into the bayleef's nostrils, making him cough and sputter.
Two powerfully muscular paws wrapped around the sensitive leaf protruding from Nico's head, giving it a firm tug, as if warning that it wouldn't be of any consequence to the lizard if it were popped off, more than enough to keep the young grass-type from thrashing too much. The lizard just grinned down at Nico, making little, cooing noises of pleasure as he ground his fat slab of cold-blooded meat into the warm folds of the bayleef's maw, smearing the bitch's lips against his own gums with the friction, pouring his mess into the reluctant muzzle as cries and whimpers pouring out of Nico's maw, forcing himself to allow it to happen, hating himself more and more with each, passing moment.
But the feelings, the raw animality of what was being done to him, was somehow enticing, slowly and secretly drawing things out of the young bayleef's psyche that he may not have even known he had, the carnal and instinctual necessity for breeding that long-gone animal ancestry had unfortunately equipped him with making the sensations of that warm fur pouring across his back, of those paws wrapping around his hips, of hot breath seeping against the back of his neck... all start to feel better and better, much to the quivering bayleef's distress.
Nico gasped out as he felt the hot, brick-colored tip of the fox start to slither between his butt-cheeks, smearing a trail of filth along him as it delved deeper and deeper towards its goal. Skrien tried to scream, but an eager paw from the floatzel wrapped around the umbreon's snout, quashing his wails as the bayleef shoved forward as much as he could, which only buried him deeper into the draconian bulge, which was nearing the shape of a basketball as the massive, coiled member threatened to explode out onto Nico at any moment, just waiting for that perfect moment to seize.
"Hey, don't hurt him too much; I want a piece too, ya know." Yet another voice echoed through the overcrowded corner of nature, this one seeming to come from something a bit smaller than the arcanine or the charizard, as the lizard thrust against Nico, smearing his juices across the leafy poke's face, his massive shaft finally making its grand entrance as the huge, sloppy pile of dragon meat didn't simply pop out, but seemed to almost punch its way out of the over strained confines of the bulge that had been making such threats for far too long. The huge, foot-and-a-half foot shaft slapped across the bay's face and neck as it nearly knocked him down, the only thing keeping him from falling face-first into the equally impressive sac now hanging beneath it being the grip of the charizard that was pinning his head beneath the titanic cock, the thing nearly as wide as his neck as it filled the air with the pungent and overwhelming aroma of bestial lust and need.
It was too dark to see, but there was certainly an audience of arguable size viewing the happenings as the ninetails' cock became more and more agitated, not simply sputtering but spewing its thick, gooey love-slime against the bayleef's tail-hole, which it was now poking earnestly against as the hot, damp sensations made Nico shiver and coo, unable to hide the physical ecstasy that anyone would feel, despite how much he wish he could say there wasn't a thing about this that he was enjoying.
"Feel free to keep clamping; makes it so much better for me." The ninetails' snout was pouring his rhetoric across the bayleef's ear, lurid breath and even more lurid words languidly swamping his senses as the fox finally began to push, the knife-like point of the canine shaft making the initial entry much easier than the charizard's would have been as heat and pressure began to fill Nico, his ass still desperately clinching down in some futile attempt to keep what was inevitable at bay, but it was no use as the decimated bayleef yelped out, his ass chewing hungrily at the meat pole as Nico squirmed and writhed as much as the grip on him would allow, somehow trying to free himself from the fire that was building against his rings.
His whimpers became more insistent as they were muffled by the crotch that began to slowly grind itself across the bridge of his snout, the pointed, conical tip being quickly followed by the massive girth the fairly small pokemon was sporting, the tightness almost overwhelming both of them as hot, lubricating slime shot into Nico's bowels, splattering against his insides and slickening him for what would surely be an arduous road ahead. The fox wrapped around the bayleef's body didn't bother to harass Nico any more, simply getting to the task at hand.
More and more of that massive shaft continued to delve deeper and deeper into Nico, making him whimper pathetically as he struggled to take any of it, much less all of it, as each inch felt like a mile, the bulbous shaft barely even inside the struggling boy but, to the bayleef, it felt like a freight-train was trying to squeeze its way past his tight and inexperienced rings. The pain was immense, his ass feeling like it was lit on fire as he found himself nuzzling into the lizard's crotch, desperately looking for anything to avert his attention from the searing pain currently stretching him wider than anyone should ever have to be as the noxious scent of male reek filled his lungs to fantastic proportions, the sweated condensation against the scaled orbs being oh-so-happily ground into Nico's face as the charizard, in the only show of compassion thus far, gently pet the side of the bayleef's face, his hips carefully gyrating against the boy as more and more of that delicious, animal scent filled him.
Nico's whimpers and huffs, though, were slowly transforming into those of pleasure and desperation as he loosed a long, sorrowful moan, his body nearly going limp as the tip of that red-hot shaft poked and prodded against the boy's prostate, the first waves of pleasure starting to course through his body in heated, radiating pulses as Nico could feel yet another source of pressure in his body, his shaft starting to tumesce and throb within the confines of its hiding place, only making the blush across Nico's face deeper, going from a light and airy pink to a deep crimson in a matter of moments, the torture his sphincter was going through suddenly only seeming to magnify all of the pleasure he was about to have to endure.
The girth of the shaft was finally beginning to slip into him as the first few inches were lodged firmly inside of the bayleef, stabbing and spitting its mess as the careful and methodical machinations forced Nico to savor every, single, tiny little vein and discrepancy of the canine shaft, each one feeling like a mountain as more and more simply sank into him, the fox's thighs trembling in pleasure, never having experienced such a tight piece of ass before in his life, the panting from his muzzle palpably indicating just what a fine specimen of fuck-hole it indeed was as his impatience cause him to jerk forward, another couple inches slamming uncomfortably into the virgin boy.
Nico whimpered against the charizard as it began to retract its hips from the bayleef's face, the inviting warmth and musk momentarily disappearing from the bay's now-eager lips. He couldn't believe those were the adjectives he was using to describe it in his own mind, but the true, animal psyche buried under aeons of evolution began to rear its ugly head, and what it wanted was some rough, dirty breeding.
The bayleef shook his head, flinging a few tendrils of sticky mess from his skull as he finally dared to open his eyes, taking a look at the huge undertaking that was now poised against his gums, pushing through his lips and pouring precum against his teeth like a faucet. The tool was simply immense, almost as thick as one of the bayleef's limbs as it throbbed powerfully, the mischievous and domineering grin splayed across the charizard's draconian snout more terrifying than anything he could say or do, but as the cock still plummeting into Nico's tiny frame continued its descent, it was all somehow... beautiful, the thick, red tool slickened with toxic juices, ones that were soon going to be filling Nico's belly... and there was a growing part of him deep inside that just couldn't wait.
Each little throb or jab from the shaft burying itself inside the boy made him moan out, his body starting to want it more than his mind did it as Nico pressed backwards, the ankle-thick shaft only too happy to oblige as it pressed further, almost twelve inches buried inside the bayleef as each little sway or wriggle of Nico's hips made the vulpine laying atop of him whimper and pant, hot saliva drooling raunchily against the bayleef. Nico could barely think; the air he was forced to breathe was nothing but steaming pheromone at this point, his head shaking and trying to rid itself of the dense fog of animal need but it just kept coming back, stronger and stronger.
The charizard waiting patiently at his lips finally gave up and began to press forward, the bayleef's muzzle opening carefully and trepidatiously as the heat began to glide across his tongue. The taste was incredible, salty-sweet, just like the male's overpowering scent as Nico finally succumbed to what his body needed oh-so-badly, his own slit beginning to dew with moisture as tiny beads of clear, drippy precum formed at the opening of the ever-widening lip, being tossed from their precipice as the ninetails finally began to rut, his massive knot knocking at the boy's back door as each time it seemed bigger and bigger, the shaft at the front of his body, too starting to slowly glide in and out, apparently receiving more than an adequate amount of pleasure from the hot, damp cavern it was grinding through as the flat blades of Nico's teeth gently skimmed along the surface, apparently only infuriating the shaft all the more as it began to nearly piss precum into its prey, marking Nico's insides as the condom the pair were slowly making it out to be.
Nico's eyes closed in rapturous pleasure as his body was taken, filled in ways he had never dreamed possible as massive cock plowed its way harder and harder into him, each piston-like pump from the doggy retrieving more and more of his shaft until nearly the entire length was slowly tugging back and forth inside of the grass type's body, rudely shoving away organs in its ultimate quest for release as it found parts inside the bayleef that he never even knew he had, grinding all throughout his body as the massive bulge between Nico's own hips only grew with each, fell swoop.
The shaft in his mouth, though, was speeding up at a much more worrying pace as the anatomy of the bayleef was a perfect target for this sort of thing, his jaws barely even able to cope with the huge diameter, but the pain was secondary to the guilty feelings of being so used, so humiliated, bringing so much pleasure to himself and to those around him in only the most absolutely filthy ways, the massive tool beginning to thrust further down into his muzzle as it began to find his throat. The charizard just clamped his fingers harder into his new bitch's face and, without any warning, began to slide in deeper, his massive hips more than powerful enough to plow the bayleef's throat as he didn't give him any time to relax to the girth or fairly advanced position, just slamming the rest of his cock down into Nico's prehensile neck in one, vicious thrust.
It was brutal, horrible, unbearable. The force of the cock slamming into the bayleef made his body slide back in the dirt, much to the pleasure of the fox plowing away at his ass, which was reddened by how stretched it was. Nico gagged painfully around the oversized cock trying to force its way deeper into him as the massive set of scaled nuts slapped against his bottom lip, a torrent of precum geysering into his stomach as he could feel it slosh and splash against his innards, the fox apparently getting excited by all the happenings at the other end of Nico's body as he began to fuck like a true doggy would, fore-going any of the romance and care that he was previously allowing the obviously untrained tail hole he was raping as his hips started to violently ream the boy just like a true dog's would, poking and jabbing in all directions as that huge, melon-sized knot just pounded away at his tearing and burning gate, begging for entry, as the fox showed the tight little boy exactly what it was to be a pack's bitch, fucking him like a wolf.
The huge rod buried in Nico's face made him want to throw up, but it was too thick to even allow that to happen as the charizard just held it in place, roaring out in triumph, his head tilting up to the sky as he claimed his prize, panting and sweating profusely as the tight, coiled muscles of Nico's throat pulsed and squeezed around every, square inch of the steaming shaft. The red dragon smirked down at the boy, whose eyes were welling up with tears, both from the pain of being so stretched, but also from the horrible feelings of wanting exactly this, knowing he was walking a razor-thin line in his mind, clinging to threads of self-respect, but knowing he was going to topple any moment and simply give in to the animal desire coursing through his body.
"Clean my nuts, bitch. Then I'll let you play with it all proper-like..." His words were executed in a tone that would have made one think he was doing someone a favor, but to the bayleef, who was now deep in the thralls of sexual frustration and need, it truly was, as he could barely breathe around the titanic length, having to gasp for air through his nostrils, which only infused him with more of the charizard's musk. It only took a moment for his eyes to close in total and admitted shame, his tongue somehow managing to slide out beneath the huge, constricting thickness of the shaft plowing his face as it slithered up against the massive set of orbs, the sac itself nearly the size of the bayleef's head as he whimpered, the charizard pushing that last, infinitesimal half-inch of dick into the boy's face as Nico began to lap.
And lap. And lap. And lap. It was over; there was nothing left he could do; his body burned and ached for sex, and he was willing to take whatever he could get, no matter just how vile and evil it was as his tongue voraciously lapped at the brimming set of dragon orbs, cleaning them of the foul, stinking sweat that permeated the dense layer of scales, each whip of his tongue making him want more and more and more until the voice in his head wasn't begging for them to stop, but begging for them to take him harder, rougher, to break him and never let him go. He groaned at the palate of flavors dancing across his tongue as the lizard's other paw reached down, smushing the huge pair of balls against Nico's face, giving him more than enough proximity to give them a thorough cleaning.
The ninetails' hips were becoming more and more violent as the entire length was plowing back and forth into Nico, the pain in his tail hole slowly dissolving into pure, unbridled pleasure as the boy continued to push back against each stroke, wanting to feel that massive cock in every part of his body as precum leaked out of his ass, and his cock, which was now slowly making its own entrance, although his body currently obscured it from the view of any of the males railing him with everything they had, the charizard whimpering and moaning like a bitch in heat as Nico couldn't help but feel proud at being able to bring so much pleasure out of his capturer, the sound of the heavy, vulpine sac smacking lewdly and wetly against his ass suddenly less bitter-sweet, now simply beautiful harmony.
"Don't cry; it will spoil it for both of us." The words were a gray, foggy haze in Nico's mind, unable to comprehend anything except the electric signals his body was sending him, begging for more and more, but as the ninetails' shaft pulled completely out Nico screamed out around the massive cock buried in his face. But it wasn't like there was anything he could say or do to keep it from happening, so as the huge log of cock slammed back into him he desperately tried to relax his tail hole It, too, was of no use, as the pain filling him as the knot entered was immeasurable, stretching him wider than he ever thought he could be as the huge thing got stuck half-way in, making him gag in pain. He thought he was either going to vomit or feint, or both.
But when it popped in... the ecstasy. The pressure against his prostate was massive; stretching the inside of his tail hole to new extremes as he cried out in pleasure, gasping and squirming as the fox continued to buck that least inch behind his knot as cum erupted like a geyser inside the bayleef, filling him to the brim and way beyond as it poured and splashed through his body like a raging river, red-hot heat pouring into him by what felt like the bucketful as his own titanic prick oozed and sputtered into the grass beneath his legs, the bayleef's throat constricting around the massive schlong still hilted to his pouty lips.
More and more and more of the gooey, viscous fluid poured into him as the little fox thrashed and bucked wildly on top of Nico, his breath erratic and panted as his body continued to spill heat into him from both the inside and the outside, bathing him in the warm, comforting textures of soft, downy fur as what he was jetting inside of him was something much less wholesome. The charizard only seemed to get excited by the goings-on and retracted most of his shaft, leaving just the tip in as Nico gasped at the first change he really had to take a full breath, groaning and clenching around the cock that had spilled inside of him as his tongue worked feverishly over the bulging head of the draconian shaft, which was pouring nearly as much fluids into his face as the other was in his backside.
The torrent of seed spilling into his bowels began to ebb, but the vulpine continued his assault as he yanked his knot out, making Nico moan and whimper against the dribbling tip of the charizard as he could feel the cum not simply pour, but gush out of his body, long, sticky strands, then sheets, of the mess pouring down his legs and soaking the base of his tail as green and yellow were turned to white, the delicious cream filling the air with the scent of heat as bayleef's lips began to suckle against the rounded head of the cock sandwiching his tongue to the base of his mouth, trying to get as much suction as one could around such a ridiculous endowment.
Hoots and hollers from the others in the crowd filled the air as they watched Nico take such a massive load, but they were more excited about the fact that he was enjoying it oh-so-much, every single part of his body responding in the way that a bitch in heat would as he whimpered, his dick spilling out beneath him as the pink slab was actually large enough to compare to the massive thing buried in his tiny, now-wrecked ass, the knot popping in and out as the incredible pain was met with equally impossible pleasure, the huge thing railing at his prostate, each forceful piston of the ninetails' hips making his dick shoot another long, drawn-out rope of hot, clear precum, which splattered across the blades of grass beneath him, shimmering in the moonlight.
The charizard groaned, obviously close to the edge as well as the ninetails' actions finally ceased, the last few spurts of cum jetting powerfully into Nico's body as each tight clinch around that overinflated knot tugged them out, the lizard beginning to tire of such simple things as receiving head as he started to thrust in and out of the long, slender throat that his dick had previously called home, every muscle twitching around it as the warmth of Nico's body drove him further and further to the point of no return.
The fox simply laid upon Nico's body, his shaft now completely dislodged as it hung between the two soft-skinned butt-cheeks, occasionally giving out a longing throb, but, for now, done with its torture as Skrien loosed another moan due to the equally skilled toying of the floatzel's paw. Nico had completely forgotten about his father, but hearing his pained voice made him whimper out, at least some of the reality of the situation sinking back in as he just looked towards his dad, the back half of his body covered with musky seed as more continued to pour out of his gaping and demolished tail hole, but there was nothing he could do; even if he could get away, he probably didn't want to at this point, his body still in desperate lust to be bred to its full abilities, wanting more seed than probably any could give him.
The lizard's hips continued to plow back and forth, giving a sharp jab to yank back Nico's attention as he returned to his duties, suckling and slurping as much as the girth plastering his mouth with sticky-sweet precum would allow, the liquid pouring out the sides of his muzzle like two waterfalls as he tried to swallow it all, loving the feeling of the liquid warmth filling him, but there was simply too much as the thick globs rolled down his chest and fore-legs, a few managing to creep down the curved abdomen and drool across his own throbbing length, making it all the more impossible to not want everything this massive tower of draconian beef could give him.
The fox lazily rolled off of Nico's body, walking away as if nothing at all had happened as he disappeared into the darkness, presumably to join the others that were surrounding them as the dragon's voice got more and more sporadic, moans and terrifying growls filling the air as he started to thrust deeper and deeper, completely disregarding the safety or wants of the leaf type, but that's exactly what Nico wanted at this point as his head dug down along the length, wanting to feel as filled as he had before when he was being "tortured".
The lizard only happily obliged, feeling his own, incredible apex drawing nearer and nearer as he pulled the entire length out of the boy's mouth, brandishing it with one paw as the heavy, spit-stained member bounced up and down. "Give it one last kiss." His words were hissed rather than spoken as he slapped it against Nico's face, grinding the pre-pissing tip against his lips as the bayleef only was too happy to obey, wrapping his lips tenderly and lovingly around the tip as his head swiveled from side to side, his tongue flicking across the hole that was making such a mess as he truly did kiss it, with all the affection his heart could muster, as if he was kissing a first lover for the last time.
"Real good, toy." That was the last thing he heard, a ringing filling his ears and stars filling his vision as the charizard slammed the entire length of his cock into Nico's throat in one, fell swoop, smashing it into his stomach as the paws clinging to his face retracted, hips just shoving harder and harder as the cock went rock-hard, going from red to almost purple as every, tiny vein stood out against the light that the lizard's tail was providing, making them all seem even bigger than they were as you could almost hear the cum rushing down that huge pole of a dick.
It was incredible; burst after burst shot into Nico, all of his senses consumed by the feeling of being so utterly dominated and filled, his sight blurred and the only sounds to him now that of the torrent rushing through his body; his stomach was already full of the precum that the dragon had managed to pour into his body, but it was only happy to oblige in making more room as he was filled to the point of satiation, and then well beyond, the lizard's seed gushing into him not by the ounce, but by the pint, each spasm of the lizard's hips bringing on another angelic deluge of seed.
His stomach was full but the dragon just kept pumping, solidifying the rumors of a dragon's ability to produce when necessary, as it quickly began to rush back out. It was so thick you might even have to chew, the consistency of melted ice-cream, but oh-so-much sweeter as it blasted back out the Nico's face, staining his lips and tongue with the scent of fuck as the huge mess poured down the poor bayleef's front, curling down his neck and pouring across his belly and stomach as he was now completely coated in the spooge, the air almost unbreathably thick with the scent of male dominance as it only made him want to suck more and more out of the dragon, his lips chewing and gnawing as best they could, desperate to feel that seed pouring into him forever.
His pucker had finally shrunken back to a more normal state, but his face was still stretched beyond breaking point as the wave of cum finally began to subside. With a malicious grin, the charizard whipped his dick out of Nicobay's mouth with a loud, audible "schlurp", making the bayleef gag as his head leaped out to the crotch of the spewing lizard, nuzzling lovingly into the folds of scaled skin where the huge, pulsing sac and massive, throbbing cock met, wanting to stain himself even further. But the taloned foot of the lizard came crashing down into Nico's skull, sending him face-first into the filth that was currently covering the ground, grinding it back and forth as the dragon slopped the last bit of his mess across the bayleef's spine, wanting him as soaked in the reek as he could get.
But, expecting Nico to struggle, his eyes were cocked in disbelief as the bayleef nuzzled against the ground, cum-made mud grinding into his flesh as the oozing tip of the charizard's dick was lowered down against Nico's lips, a firm squeeze of the red paw making the last little blobs gush out against his face. The bayleef was thrusting against nothing but air, his body now in complete and utter heat and he lashed his body against the sticky, virulent pile, groaning as the warmth started to dissipate from it, leaving him feeling chilled on the outside, but his insides were still burning with need and lust.
"Damn boys, looks like we got a winner here." The dragon just snickered at how easily it had been to turn the struggling, confused boy into nothing but a pure animal, desperate to be bred and fucked until there was nothing left of him but a condom full of seed, and that's exactly what Nico wanted.
"No... please don't stop..." Nico's words were barely audible through the cum-gargled whimpers and gasps, and even then they were more whimpered than enunciated, he managed to find the strength to crane his neck back up to the lizard's dick, nuzzling hungrily and needily against the massive tool, which received a mixed review as the big lizard moaned, but stepped back, apparently still a bit too tender for that sort of thing.
Nico was absolutely drenched in cum, from head to toe, his dick still spewing pre against him as any, tiny bit of his surface area that might have avoided being soaked was quickly being fixed as the charizard leaned down, dropping to his knees as a clawed finger dragged up the entire length of the writhing boy, starting at the very bottom and flicking across the rounded tip of Nico's pink, pulsing cock. "Oh God!!!" Nico screamed out, his head thrashing as his hind-legs shivered in orgasmic pleasure, feeling as though everything in his life had led up to this as the tip of that deadly-sharp claw flicked across the head of his drooling shaft.
"Oh, what a good boy you are." The dragon's tone had returned to the icy, collected one that he had been sporting from the beginning as his arms grabbed around the bayleef's body, tugging him up onto his feet as his equally serpentine neck twisted back and forth menacing above him, the cool, scaled paw gripping tightly around the base of Nico's shaft as he was forced to face his father. "Tell him how much you love it."
The bayleef's head tilted down in shame, trying to hide his gaze away from Skrien, who was currently having to go through the same set of emotions that Nico was as the umbreon's shaft danced around in the floatzel's paw. "N- no... I can't." Nico's voice was broken and shallow, but his eyes kept darting up towards the lurid show being put on for him, struggling to not enjoy watching his father be raped in much the same way he was.
But the charizard just gave him a few pumps, making the poor boy's hips quiver and his cock bounce up and down in need. His other paw slithered up under Nico's jaws, pushing his chin upward and forcing him to look directly to Skrien, whose legs had long-given out, now sitting on his hind as the floatzel's legs were wrapped around his hips, keeping him tightly in place. Skrien's eyes were closed, his head weaving back and forth as he desperately struggled not to blow, knowing that's exactly what the mustelid wanted.
But the bayleef's voice brought him back to reality, at least for a moment. He gulped, shrugging away any decency as he stared voraciously at his father's shaft, and did as commanded, unable to argue with the lubricated paw gliding up and down his length. "Daddy... I'm so sorry. But... I just love cock so much..." He choked down a sob, his hips starting to thrust into the hand that was pushing all these words out of him. "Please forgive me... but I just need it so bad."
He was utterly ashamed, but there was nothing left he could do. He wouldn't dare say anything except exactly what the lizard methodically teasing his meat had told him, because right now, there was nothing in the world more important than never letting that feeling escape him. He wanted to be a bitch for this lizard, and he was willing to do whatever he had to, just groaning as his head dropped to the ground, tears rolling down his cheeks from both the humiliation and the overwhelming pleasure that was being pounded into his body.
That was apparently adequate for what the charizard had in mind as the stroked pumps of his paw began to get more agitated, grinding skin against dick-meat, back and forth along the entire length of the bayleef's shaft as each motion made another strand of gloppy pre splash against the bayleef's chest, the dragon's wide, powerful jaws leaping towards the delicate throat of the boyish bayleef as his pointed, glistening teeth depressed into flesh, not breaking the skin, but warning him of the possibility as the paw stroked faster and faster, euphoria sweeping across Nico in broad, artful strokes as he shivered and convulsed at every pin-prick sensation, the grain of the charizard's scales dragging with and against the supple layer of skin wrapped around the increasingly sensitive pole of cock.
Nico screeched out each time one of the jagged talons caressed the overly sensitive skin, making his head twist and lash against the powerful grip of the lizard's teeth sunken into his flesh, the hot, languid breath coursing across his neck reminding him of just what he had become as the bayleef's hips began to gyrate and twist against the forceful grip slung around his cock, which was spitting its mess all over Nico's cum-soaked body.
He couldn't breathe anything except sex, every moment only drawing his need for release out further and further to the edge of him as every single molecule in his being was quaking out of desperation, the pre-slickened grip against his shaft sending overwhelming heat and lust crashing through his body as he could feel himself getting closer and closer. The charizard's hand sped up, his iron grip getting tighter still, until it was almost painful, but that only seemed to make the sensations obscenely filling him all the more apt, the only sounds in the air being sweaty, heated bodies grinding against each other as they panted pitifully, in the throes of ultimate ecstasy.
The bayleef screamed out in glorious exhalation as his orgasm finally hit its peak, his eyes clenching into ruby slits as his legs gave out, his head smacking into the ground as the charizard's toothy cinch around the boy's throat had been retracted, now splayed into a wide, menacing grin as he watched Nico's body react in all the ways it wasn't supposed to, his legs trembling behind him as his cum-oozing frame shivered in the wake of the long-anticipated climax, stream after stream after thick, hot, gooey stream of creamy, filthy cum splattered and splashed against the poor boy's chest and stomach, the red lizard still stroking it just as firmly as he had ever been as the noxious ooze cannoned out of Nico's cock, the over-endowed grass type's load seemingly refusing to end as the sheer pile of gloppy mess forming against the ground around the bayleef was immense, his belly already filled to the brim, but even as Nico's load continued to sputter and ebb, all he could think about was how he could wriggle free from the weight pinning him into the ground, wanting to devour every single drop of the seed flowing copiously from his throbbing tip.
Nico's body simply thrashed into the puddle of mess he had spilled across the grass, his cock still aching longingly despite his orgasm having waned long past now, each passing moment now feeling like a climax at this point as he nuzzled into the huge pool of cum that had poured out around his frame, desperately wanting to soak it all up as his broad, flat tongue began to grind into soil, hungrily slurping down anything that tasted of his sex as the charizard's paw had since retracted its grip, the seemingly constant stream of cum that had been exploding from the boy's cock already replaced with a foreboding drool of clear, glistening pre.
The bay's eyes were still shuttered tight in the rapture of afterglow, his writhing slowly coming to a cease, but his shaft still bounced jovially between his thighs as the charizard beamed down at his subject, relishing in his effortless transformation as the boy had becoming nothing but a sex-starved cockslut. A deep, throaty moan of both trepidation and blissful acceptance reverberated through the chilling, night's air as he felt the warm grip of a paw scooping his face up from the cum-addled mud, his brain still only working on fumes but more than coherent enough to know what was about to happen to him, at least in the general sense.
But as the haze of his euphoria slowly waned into a much more brutal reality, he realized that what had tugged his head remorsefully from the mess it had been making love to was not actually a hand, but in fact was a shamrock vine that had quickly coiled around the face of the bayleef, tugging his head woefully up from the pool as he was forced to hop up onto all fours just to keep up. He could hear the charizard grinning in the back of his mind as the ivysaur stepped out from the darkness, grinning with all the sadism that any of the others had.
It almost felt like a betrayal, both of them being leafy pokemon, but there was simply nothing he could do at this point as he tried to scream out, which merely elicited a tight squeeze from the tentacle-like appendage coiled around his snout like a boa constrictor. The turquoise-colored being was slightly smaller than the bayleef himself, his blue-green skin accented with darker markings scattered haphazardly across his fairly minuscule frame as Skrien just looked on in horror, too exhausted to even speak as he was forced to watch his son becoming nothing but a slave to the cocks surrounding him from apparently every side.
The reptilian figure continued to advance on the bayleef, his sharp, pointed teeth sticking out past his lips in an almost primeval fashion, resembling a sabretooth's as they jutted out maliciously and predatorially. While he wasn't particularly large, the massive, rosy bulb and long, fern-like leaves protruding from his spine made him seem monstrous, as the oddly imposing figure was now nearly upon the bay, grinning up to him as he slung the enraptured head back and forth as it if were that of a doll's, completely disregarding Nico's health and well-being as he eyed up and down the prone, needy boy's body, as if trying to decide just how to punish it.
But it was all too obvious what was about to happen as the tentacle wrapped around the bayleef's face loosed its grip and welted, flopping down into the cum that had soaked the grass beneath them as it drug itself back and forth, writhing like a snake in the sand as Nico simply cowered, the other vine, too, making its way into the musky filth that had soaked the earth as the saurian pokemon quipped toyingly, his voice breathy as you could just smell the reek that was pouring out from between his stocky, barreled legs, "you seem pretty worked up, bitch. How many feet you think you can take before you mess yourself again?"
It was almost a challenge, and it was one that the bay was certainly looking forward to, but as the heavy, stump-like paws of the ivysaur came crashing down into Nico's shoulders he began to have his doubts as-to whether this was really what he wanted, gasping as the wind was knocked out of his lungs beneath the surprising weight of the plant type, that was only all too eager to pin the boy's face back into the filmy seed that littered the ground like trash.
Nico's eyes were accosted by the size of a member just as large as his own, nearly identical in shape and color as a fat head led down along a thickly built, smoothed, pink shaft towards a fittingly bulbous base. It wasn't exactly a knot, but it was certainly something you wouldn't be able to not notice as it railed you, and that was exactly what happened as the ivysaur took little time for formality, jutting his hips violently and savagely against Nico's face as the thick tip of the shaft poured its disgusting scum across the bayleef's lips and gum-line, giving Nico's teeth an unwelcome gleam as it smeared him with the vile filth that would soon be pouring into him by the bucketful.
The ivysaur cooed and moaned at the feeling of the hot, exasperated breath coursing around the tip of his cock, having watched, patiently, all that the boy had been forced to take, feeling that it was now well within his right to get a piece of the action as the well-lubricated tentacles protruding from the 'saur's back slithered across the supple curves of Nico's form, the pointed tips dragging almost painfully slowly along the bayleef's sensitive skin, making him feel every single inch that they had traveled as the now-cold spooge smeared across them left indelible lines against his frame, the coat upon coat of seed soaked and drying against Nico barely allowing anyone a view of the fact that, beneath it all, he was actually yellow somewhere beneath that gleaming sheet of white and opaque.
The bayleef shivered in torturous anticipation as he felt the slimy appendages crawl further and further down his body, painting him masterfully in rut, until they finally managed to curl across his battered and abused rump. Nico moaned out against the cock that was trying to push into his throat as he begged for the ivysaur to finally rut him in the only way the bayleef felt as though he could muster, his brain too fried with the adrenaline of sex to even begin to form a cohesive sentence as any sort of pleas were going to have to be made else-wise as he eagerly opened his muzzle, tugging his emasculated and pinned frame towards the massive slab of meat that was grinding against him.
The ivysaur whimpered out, counterpointing the obvious display of pleasure with what he apparently felt was necessary domination, "no bitch. You don't get mine until you take your own, first. You don't deserve to feel me that way just yet; you have to show me just what a fucking, filthy slut you are for my dick." His words were spat, like acid vitriol, down at the pitiful creature as Nico's eyes went wide with self-loathing and disgust; not because of what had been said to him, but because he could feel his own vines whipping out before the last word of the vicious pokemon atop of him could even reach his ears, the pace of his eagerness almost disconcerting to himself.
He really was exactly what he had been accused of being; he was nothing but a fucking whore... but damn, he loved being one so much, there was nothing he wouldn't do to himself at this point just to feel that heat inside of him again. His eyes slowly crept up to the belly of the ivysaur pinning him into the mess that had been spewed into the grass, his face contorted into some pathetic plea, but this was of course lost on the other leafy pokemon, as feet of bayleef vine slowly lowered themselves closer and closer to the seed that would soon become his lubrication.
His ass was still burning from the knot that had rudely demolished it only a few moments ago, but he knew the pain would be nothing compared to the pleasure of rutting himself, as his tentacles went slopping through the mud, collecting an overabundance of the slick and slimy, animal lubricant, his teeth nipping wryly and inquisitively at the tip of the ivysaur's shaft as he was rewarded with a fat, sluggish blob of pre. He didn't swallow it; he just let it drool against his tongue, wanting to hold onto that taste for as long as possible as his vines lashed into the air in a spectacular show of total submission, flinging pre and cum across the stars before finally descending to his body, their length seemingly infinite and immeasurable as more and more snaked through the air, the dulled tips dragging up and down his rump as he teased himself, wanting to take his time, each little flick of the appendages making him groan and whimper against the cock jabbing at his face.
The long serpents tormented at the boy's tail hole as the ivysaur plastering his brownish shaft against Nico's face seemed to quickly lose his patience, throaty grunts at the dissatisfaction of the bayleef's toying being met with a vicious thrust against his muzzle as he finally forced himself to do it. The bayleef moaned out against the saur's dick, hungrily gulping it down as he tried to squirm forward, wanting more and more of it filling his insatiable maw, but the weight pressing down against his back made it impossible as the first vine crept into his boyish hole, the throbbing pain of its previous torture resonating through him as he churred and whined against his compatriot grass-type's shaft, sending vibrational waves of pleasure coursing through the dominant's body. Nico's machinations were quickly rewarded by the ivysaur's body, which was slowly beginning to crawl forward, apparently not minding giving the little bitch beneath it just what it wanted.
They bay looked pitifully over towards his father, their eyes meeting for one, tiny, shameful moment between stocky legs before the towering visage of the dragon stepped back into view, obscuring his gaze from the tormented figure of his father as a shrill cry echoed out along the ivysaur's shaft, the now familiar heat of the lizard's cock, which was gripped tightly in its paw, was lewdly stroked back and forth menacingly against Nico's spine, nondescript of what sort of tortures it was about to imbue the terrified bayleef with as each pump of the charizard's sweaty palm around his own shaft made a wet, gulping noise, the member drooling pre across Nico's sex-stained body with just as much fervor as it ever had.
But it was all pushed to the back of his mind as the second, bulbed tip of his other vine slithered and shoved its way into his tail hole, his lips becoming more cooperative with the cock trying to pound its way into his body as the fat slab of pulsing meat spat its own virulent mess against the back of Nico's throat, making him cough as the unexpected torrent of pre-seed choked him, some coming back out his nose as the machinations of the tentacles protruding from his form began their plummeting descent, their lengths wriggling and writhing like snakes as they twisted and constricted his painfully bruised boy-pussy.
Nico moaned out in a wreck of desperate, carnal need as he forced them deeper and deeper into his body, their lengths slinging into him like snapped rubber bands, keeping time with the steadily advancing hips of the leafy pokemon atop of him. The vines lashed and squirmed deep into his body as Nico desperately tried to recreate that incomparable feeling of fulfillment that the ninetails' cock had brought to him, his eyes clenched into teary slits as it felt as though feet of the long tendrils had spilled within his constricting passage, pressing up against themselves and bunching into knots inside his body as he began to whip them around, wildly and wickedly, wanting to feel them everywhere that he could as each time their fairly rough texture slid against his prostate he moaned out against the ivysaur.
The charizard continued to fap his big, slobbery dick back and forth, prodding against the boy's back as Nico was utterly paralyzed by the impenetrable wall of sex completely surrounding him, the ivy-like vines of the other pokemon now also jutting and prodding at his tail as his own continued to worm deeper and deeper, finding spots in him that no cock ever could. The bayleef just whimpered in pitiful, sexual exhaustion as each moment brought him closer and closer to his edge, which wasn't particularly impressive at this point, his body already wracked in the throes of the brutality that it had already endured, the feeling of the massive shaft slapped across his back and slowly soaking him all over again only making his motions more impertinent.
Nico just gagged as the massive cock thrust deeper and deeper, pounding against the tiny, inflamed opening of his throat as he raspingly begged for more, each little huff and erratic exhalation vocalizing his lust oh-so-much more than anything he could actually say at this point as the ivysaur finally plowed his cum-slimed tentacles into the poor little bitch, both of them slamming into the bayleef at once, making him scream out in both pain and pleasure as he was stretched well beyond his limits, the wrist-thick appendages stretching him to immeasurable distances as his tail hole burned, begging for more and begging for it all to stop at the same time as he desperately tried to relax to the overabundance of girth being plowed into him like he was nothing more than a condom.
His throat was sore; he could barely see past the fog of his lust as the musky, masculine taste of shaft fueled him on further, clenching and clinging around the things that were flailing through his body like weapons; he was so completely controlled, both by the mass of pokemon surrounding him that seemed to keep appearing out of the shadows, one by one, to use the boy, but also by his own, misguided feelings of needing more and more to satiate his ever-escalating need for cock. It was like a drug to the bayleef, and it was an addiction he never wanted to free himself from as the ivysaur began to truly fuck his throat, pounding the powerfully muscled hips back and forth as hard as he could, groaning out each time he thrust the wrong way, jabbing violently and painfully against parts of Nico's anatomy that should never come in contact with such things.
The ivysaur's cock ground against teeth and tongue, sliding up and down along the curvature of the bitch's muzzle as each time the sensitive tip of its cock found the suddenly tightening purchase of Nico's throat he growled down at the boy, as if trying to tell him that he better not fuck this up for the saur. All the time, though, his already seed-filled belly was being accosted by an ever-increasing stream of precum that was gushing into him, hot and slimy cords soaking his insides to fantastic and unrealistic proportions as he wondered whether he would ever be able to taste anything but the sex he was forced to endure, the flailings of the tentacles in his body only got more savage. He was simply bathed in sex, both inside and out, as the four pillars of flesh in his body entangled around each other like dueling vipers as all three of the sex-starved pokemon felt their climaxes drawing closer and closer.
It was as if some benevolent force had intervened, as all three began to feel that tightening, that swelling deep within their loins, all at once, something truly remarkable about to be shared between the trio. But the charizard wasn't going to go that easily as his paw slunk under the bayleef's rotund belly, gripping the shaft that had been plowing into the warmth and filth spilled on the dirt, gripping it tightly, ceasing its quest. "No bitch; you only cum when I let you." You could hear the immediacy in his voice as every word was filled with breathy grunts and improvisational growls of near-satisfaction. "Beg for it."
The smoke curling out of the dragon's nostrils was punctuating him as he said it, but as the bayleef screamed out against the grip around his shaft, there was nothing he could do but oblige, probably needing it worse than anyone else at this point as the ivysaur slammed his dick into the boy's throat with all his might, only thrusting the last few inches back and forth as precum drooled from his lips like a sieve. But the meat-muffle was no deterrent, his words filled with the wet of the mess pouring into the maw that was pathetically screeching them out, gagging at each thrust.
"Oh god! Please, please, please let me cum! Please!" His words were sobbed and choked, gargled, nothing understandable to anyone but Nico, but it was for the displeasure of the bayleef, not for the pleasure of the dragon. "Please... I am nothing but a slut, a whore, a worthless piece of shit condom that has no purpose other than becoming a cum-dumpster for whoever wants to fuck me, to rape me, to use and abuse and throw away like a worthless piece of garbage. I have no purpose in life other than to be a walking, living cunt, a totem that breathes for no other purpose than to be choked with dick, from both ends."
He continued, his dick still clinched tightly as the pressure mounting behind his now-stopped-up cock only made his need for release that much more painfully devastating, the two pokemon gyrating in and against his body whimpering out as they pelted him with the anguished moans of being only moments away. "Please, little bitch needs to be bred. Fuck me over and over and over again until my body can't hold another ounce of seed, then just pour me out and fuck me twice as hard while you punish me by making me lick it up!" Each time those tentacles shoved their way deeper into him, it made him squeak and squeal like a rusty hinge, guttural and animal noises slowly replacing his words as the things wormed themselves into every part of his being, the feeling of fucking his own body something impossible to describe, but it was just so... ethereal, as his need drove him to punish himself to horrific and euphoric extremes.
The charizard roared up into the perilous, night's sky as his cast-iron grip around Nico's shaft loosened slightly, giving it a few swift tugs as the pent up rush of precum poured out from between the shivering bitch's thighs, which was all that was needed to send the boy well over the edge as his second climax in what felt like just as many minutes exploded from his loins, the dragon's massive cock searing into his flesh as it, too, exploded all over his cum-soaked skin, the massive shaft within his mouth apparently also ready to release as the ivysaur retracted the entire length with a swift tug, before slamming it back in with all the force he could muster.
White, creamy ambrosia shot out of Nico's cock like a cannon as his dripping belly was pummeled with a fresh load of his own sticky spunk, his dick tossing madly in the throes of the most intense orgasm he had ever felt as the ivysaur's cum gushed into his face, Nico's stomach already too bloated to hold another drop, all of it pouring back out of his face in a torrential onslaught as his mouth was caked in seed, the salty taste against his tongue flooding his senses as the heat coursing in and against his body only fueled his own climax to greater lengths.
It didn't ever seem to end; the three shafts poured their goopy mess against one-another for what felt like an eternity, more and more of the seed gushing into the bayleef's face as his back was thoroughly doused with the scent of draconian rut, marking him as territory, as the comparatively sweet aroma of Nico's own mess mixed into a sensuous cuisine that could drive anyone wild, the ivysaur's cum almost dissuadingly thick as its viscosity was closer to toothpaste than the average load of seed, making audible, glugging noises as it sloppily poured back out of Nico's face like a sewer pipe.
Nico's body trembled and quaked in the finality of his climax. He couldn't even tell when and if he had stopped spewing, his body being so soaked and his dick being so overwhelmed with sensation that, at this point, it all felt like climax, as the other two had long-since ceased. The only thing he could see, could hear, could feel, was the pressure that had welled up deep within his balls, and the machinations of two, not four, tentacles still writhing in his gut. They were his own, the ivysaur and the charizard having somehow disappeared; he was too enraptured in his own bliss at this point, as everything else became invisible to him.
But it finally began to set in, that he was completely alone, just laying in the pile of their filth as his body continued to lash, cold and darkness constricting around him as the blurring haze of sex made it impossible to hear anything except the pants and hoots that still surrounded him, his body now truly as he said: nothing but a toy for the group of males to demolish and torture. And as he felt his hind legs being lifted into the air, he knew the night had only just begun.
He could just feel the cum drooling down his body as it dripped from his neck, his legs, his back, his everything, as his read end was hoisted up into the air as he struggled to make out the figure holding him in the impenetrable darkness, the flame of the charizard's tail somewhere off in the distance, now. But as his eyes focused and collected the little information they could from the seeping darkness, he did not see what he had been expecting, as two silhouetted figures were now crowding between his legs. He yelped out as the vines, now placid and dormant, were yanked unceremoniously out of his body as his head whipped around, as if trying to find out just who wasn't where they used to be.
The arcanine was still well out of view; perhaps he had found something else less tainted to direct his efforts to, but as Nico's eyes strugglingly swept over to the point Skrien had been, the familiar ember of the charizard was hovering precariously behind a diminished and distraught outline of black canine, the sounds of the surely chaffed shaft of his father being pounded filling his ears as the lewd, schlurping noises crawling up and down the pre-lubed dick could almost make him feel the agonizing pleasure the umbreon must be enduring, as that devilishly skilled, scaled hand worked the tattered canine's shaft, en lieu of the floatzel, who was presumably now between Nico's own legs.
Skrien barked and whimpered pitifully as the deft stroking drew him closer and closer to the point of no return, a place he had surely been many more times than any man should be in one night as the bayleef's face filled with remorse, the self-loathing that had enveloped him from the beginning returned at the plighted begging of his father, but there was nothing he could do any more. There was no escape, from the gang of beasts that were currently latching onto his body, nor from the desire they made him feel with each, infinitesimal poke or prod.
His mouth was still tightly packed with seed, unable to swallow it but too in love with the taste to waste it by spitting it back out, his tongue simply rolling through the mess each time he felt his exhaustion starting to set in, knowing that every time one finished with him another would take their place, knowing that passing out would be passing up on an opportunity he would never experience again, and that salty taste of male tendrilling between his lips was more than enough to keep him going as his cock remained as firm as it had ever been, his sac completely spent but his body still foolishly begging for more.
As the dense plume of tails swirling behind the fox, the other figure looming domineeringly behind him made it painfully obvious what was about to happen to his body. Nico just gritted his teeth, his eyes clenched for a moment before he felt something hot and slimy jabbing at his gaping chasm of a passageway, the yellow stub of a tail he was equipped with raising high and proud into the air as he readied himself for more. The playful mustelid quipped to his partner in crime, "no hogging all the good spots to yourself!"
But his eyes opened in careful, fearful study as he felt heat pouring across the front end of his body as well, warm fur tickling his snout as he looked up to see the sky absolutely dwarfed by the being towering over his face: it was the arcanine, who had apparently bored of his inactivity as the massive, striped canine loomed menacingly and dominantly over the prone and battered body of the bayleef.
"It's my turn now." The voice was barely intelligible, the words growled instead of spoken as each one resonated through the shivering boy. The massive hound stepped over Nico, finally giving him the first view of the massive crotch that was drawing perilously closer. Nico screamed out, but he was muffled as the two, furry beach balls crushed themselves into the bayleef's face, each one larger than his head as the scent of sweat and funk absolutely drowned him, tear-drop sized beads pouring into his nose as the massive weight of the arcanine didn't allow him even an inch of wiggle room.
He was dazed, his head going light from the onslaught of pheromones pounding into his nostrils like a brick wall at that smell. The thick fold of densely furred skin between where the sheath ended and the sac began wrapped around his face like a glove, imprisoning him to his musky fate as he could literally hear the titanic orbs churning with their hot, sticky goo, threatening the boy with just what the arcanine was capable of as the sheath pouring across his spine extended all the way down his neck, which was sandwiched between the ground as the oversized, momentarily-concealed shaft, and actually even poked past his shoulder blades.
It was easily two feet in length, and as thick as one of his own, stocky legs. It would have been horrifying if the feelings of being drenched in such a monumental cock weren't making his own, now-seemingly pitiful one, bound playfully against him as the two pokemon raising his back legs continued to use him like a playground, delicate, curious fingertips drawing slyly across inner thighs and reddened hole as they prepared for entry.
The arcanine began to gyrate his hips lewdly in slow, wide arcs as he began to rut against the boy, his sheath starting to palpably throb into Nico's spine as the floatzel was first, his dick simply slamming into the pained and bruised tail hole of the bayleef as, even past the sonorous machinations of the overstuffed orbs covering his face, Nico could hear a long, delighted hiss escape the mustelid's lips, even over his own, anguished scream as his ass ached and burned in feverish pain.
The ninetails followed only moments later, the boy's tail hole spread more than substantially around the otter's shaft, but as that familiarly massive prick of the canine prodded in next to it, Nico just sobbed into the huge crotch stuffing his face, the sweat-glistened fur acting as a muffler as his protracted muzzle wrapped tightly around the flesh, clamping down against the thick, protective layer of skin as a whole new flavor filled his muzzle: the taste of pure, animal attraction, making him gasp out as suddenly all the pain in him seemed to wane away, at least for a moment as all he could concentrate his sex-addled brain on was nomming on those massive orbs, trying to tug more and more of the supple flesh into his muzzle as he let it gag him.
The fox's paws wrapped around the bayleef's hips in the most primeval form of rut as he began to slam back and forth, his knot already fully formed as the two cocks ground in and out, against each other and against every single part of the bayleef's insides as they thrust with and against each other, hilting with each other, pulling out at the same time for a few, blissful moments before a more varied and erratic rhythm, only to pile back in, stretching the poor bitch well past his breaking point as his forehead filled with the sweat beads of worry, wondering just how much more he could take before he was permanently damaged.
Nico yelped out as he slipped, sending the pair of shafts hilted to his butt jabbing painfully downwards. "Oh baby, you say the cutest things when you're getting choked," was the only response his pain received. Nico whimpered around the folds of skin that he eagerly gobbled down, trying to find more and more as his neck twisted and twirled to find elsewhere to roam and clean of its filth as the great, big, white elephant of a sac smushed down into his face with each flickering seize of the arcanine's hips, which were only pressing down further and further, until the sheath was so weighted against the boy's body as the crotch sealed him into the ground like a coffin, each pound of throbbing flesh like another nail.
Nico's tightness defied the rapists' wills to complain as they massive cock plowed back and forth against one-another, spilling their ooze that quickly drooled back out of the figure-eight that his wrecked, tiny boy-pussy had been misconstrued into, as each stroke made the air wheeze in and out of him as the creeping paralysis of animal necessity filled him like a plague.
The two shafts pushed deeper and deeper as the huge, baseball-sized knot tugged in and out of his body, as if insistingly performing Nico's last rites as the bayleef's head swam in an abyss of sex, his tongue laying waste to the huge, chugging sac of arcanine as he worked fervorously to soak the entire thing with his own brand of cleanliness. The pair of cocks continued to thrust harder and harder as the bayleef could effortlessly feel them getting stiffer with each forceful buck of the hips driving them more and more wildly, making him wince against the sac of the arcanine as the impervious weight of the beast hovering over his body kept him well in check.
Torrents of preseed were pounding into him as he could feel what felt like gallons gushering back out over his legs and ass, his body trembling in exalted pleasure as the very tip of his cock ground through cum-plastered grass, the motion of the three shafts grinding in and on him forcing his body to rock back and forth, making him sway with them as they completely controlled every fiber of bis being, burning deeper and deeper within him as they vied for the more warm and spongy parts of Nico's insides, jabbing against the bayleef and against themselves as they bounced off each other into fairly uncomfortable spots and positions.
The floatzel and ninetails growled at each other each time one of them was rudely shoved towards a place they didn't intend to be, as if trying to let Nico know just how much they valued him. Paws were grabbing hungrily and haphazardly at his legs as the back half of his body was twisted back and forth while the two pokemon fought against each other for more room, shoving their cocks in and out wildly and wickedly as the knot pounding back and forth, ripping his tail hole to shreds, only seemed to get fatter with each pump, the pair of quaking climaxes imminent as the arcanine's own shaft throbbed powerfully through the heavy sheath wrapped tightly around it.
But it soon all began to unravel as the mass of flesh slowly crept down the fat, canine slab of meat, the cock sputtering huge, fist-sized globs of precum against the bayleef as heat absolutely drenched him, the massive shaft starting to rut against the boy as each tug brought more and more of the sheath pulled down off of the red, steaming pile of cock, which was crawling further and further along the bayleef's body until it was rudely shoving the ninetails off of the bitch's frame, his entire body absolutely pouring with the heat of the other males using and abusing him as the massive balls ground deeper still into his nostrils, making him choke and gasp for air each time their damp threatened to consume him.
The poor boy's own shaft throbbed maniacally, but there was no attention being paid to it as the pants and moans of the otter and the ninetails behind him were getting more caustic and uproarious. The otter was first; it had been, presumably, much longer for him as he slammed his entire length in, the fox still thrusting back and forth, loosing a fairly pitiful whine each time the arcanine's shaft tried to push him off his new plaything as hot, gooey strands of seed gushed into the bay, rolling right back out of him just as all the pre had done as the much saltier scent filled his lungs, even managing to permeate the massive pile of crotch that was smothering him.
The only thing letting the bayleef know that the floatzel's pre had been replaced by cum were the languid, pitiful moans escaping its lips and the sudden stillness in his hips, the mustelid more than simply over-productive as the force of his seed was easily matched by the force of the precum that had been pummeling his bowels, the floatzel's claws digging sharply into Nico as he desperately tried to hold him still while the other two threw him back and forth violently and wantonly.
The ninetails, though, was only a few moments behind as yet another orgasm loosed into Nico's abused body, making the mess being poured into his backside seem almost impossible, the hot cum gushing audibly back out of his body just as fast as it was being dumped into the little cunt as it forced itself into him with the power of a fire hydrant, cum simply exploding through him from the pair of cocks as they continued to buck and and forth, railing the slutty little bitch until there was nothing left in him, the warm, slick sensations of the seed drooling back out along the lengths almost making the pain bearable, the pressure on his prostate also assisting slightly in the regard.
Nico barked out in pitiful desperation as the sloppy spooge poured into him by the bucketful, snaking through his insides before sloughing back out as he became nothing more than a condom, and an overfilled one at that, his body absolutely drenched in seed and shaft as the arcanine's impossible length continued to spill out of the confines of its sheath, crawling further and further along Nico as the monstrous canine stood over all three of them, just thrusting his hips back and forth, each one punctuated with a growl of the insatiability his endowment would suggest as each, little pin-pointed thrust from the floatzel and the fox made Nico scream out against the dog, struggling not to clamp his jaws around the loose folds of skin wrapped around the demon's orbs as he could just feel the flowing stream of seed inside the arcanine's scrotum, eagerly standing in line to be spilled.
The fox's knot was more engorged the longer the earth-shattering climax continued, the cum not pouring out of him in strands, but in sheets, the two massive schlongs pressing into one-another and stretching the boy all the wider as the spent otter finally tugged out, slapping the half-hard dick across Nico's ass with an audible 'splat', falling to the ground behind the boy in exhaustion, panted breaths filling the air as the ninetails was all too happy to have the ass to himself, popping the massive tool back in and just letting the palpitations of Nico's insides milk the last, few drops from him.
The gargantuan shaft towering over Nico was now fully unsheathed, starting at the boy's eyes and ending at his shoulder blades as he cowered beneath it, as the cock still nuzzled happily into what would soon become its new sheath's body as it jabbed at the ninetails, successfully dislodged the much smaller canine from the bayleef's body. "Yeah, I was done with him anyway. C'mon Kaer, let's split. I'm spent." His words were nothing but pants, insinuating that what he was saying was certainly not far from the truth as Nico just whimpered, his body slumping back down into the earth as he heard the exasperated breaths and faint footsteps slowly turn to silence.
Now, the only sounds were the beating of the arcanine's heart, which was echoing out of his longingly pulsing shaft as Nico's body just fell to the ground, nobody left to keep it hoisted in the breeding position that now had become its norm. The only other sounds were the occasional whimper or screech from Skrien, along with all of his own whining and writhing... but the most beautiful sound was that of his ass, which was leaking fat, coagulated mouthfuls of cum, that audibly plopped down into the grass as they dropped from between his thighs, creeping down across his cum-slicked gut from time to time as he simply lay beneath the massive mound of soft-furred flesh, whimpering at the sensations of the warm, slimy ooze tenderly applying its unique form of convalescence to the battered and abused chasm it drooled out of.
Nico could barely notice as the throbbing member laid to rest upon him was removed, too entranced in the stupor of pheromones that were stained into his skull as beads of ball sweat were splayed across the bayleef's face like condensation on a drinking glass, the only thing registering being the heat that his body was so longingly, now, devoid of. But as he came to, the elysian reverie was quickly replaced with something much less amicable as the arcanine's monolithic frame quickly took the place of the two pokemon, who had now scampered off somewhere else. The gang of pokemon had shrunken considerably, but considering just which ones were left, it didn't seem that way to the boy, who felt more helpless at the behest of the arcanine than he ever had.
The aggregate of seed at the base of his tail was rudely sputtered aside as it flocked away from the massive, tensed obelisk of cock that was instantly against the boy's prone passageway, the heat of the arcanine quickly returning to Nico's body as the oversized puppy-feet braced his ears, apparently foregoing the formalities of the canine positioning that the bayleef had been forced to become accustomed too, not as if it would even be possible considering the difference in size.
The arcanine said nothing; daunting heat and weight spilling mercilessly into Nico's ass made him cringe in the apparently overzealous and quixotic arcanine, knowing there was simply no possible way for his body to ever wrap itself around that shaft, much less the knot, which he had yet to be subjected to, only amplifying his grief-stricken terror. His legs dragged futilely through the slop his body had seeped into, but it was of no use, as any strength he may have once possessed had been railed out of him, many times over, making the slimy bed of filth inescapable.
"P.. please... please don't. It will never fit."
This was not well-received, as the few moments of silence following the pitiful, sputtered plea were succeeded by intentious pressure, the arcanine's hips slowly bowing into the boy, making him feel all the power that was coursing through them, just begging to be utilized, searing heat and dewy moisture not giving an inch of respite. "Oh..." The pause was long, drawn-out, over-dramatic. But it was unnecessary, because the tone of his voice made it devilishly clear the exact rhetoric that was soon to follow. "Don't worry. I can make it fit."
Nico's eyes went as wide as saucers, trying to tell himself the canine was joking, but somewhere deep inside, he knew this wasn't a joke at all. "Oh god! Please, no! You'll split me in half!"
This, too, was met with nothing but a more insistent constraining against the pleading bay's body, the arcanine's face twisted into a depraved scowl of contempt, but that was all part of the aesthetic that he was conjuring, making the bayleef beg and plead for his own, sick amusement as he simply pressed more firmly, the width of his member effortlessly surpassing the combined girths of the two that had previously been busily wrecking the messy, cum-slopped crater, the broad tip of his shaft starting to find purchase in the pin-hole he was trying to jam an arm through, the vein-painted girth shoving ass-cheeks persistently away.
"That's right boy... beg for me to stop. Lie to yourself; tell yourself this isn't exactly what you... oh. So. Need." His voice was like a wrought-iron hinge, tainted with the gruff malice of a Pulp-Noir movie villain, seeping down into Nico with every carefully deconstructed syllable as the immeasurable strength of the massive hips behind him sank the cock deeeeeeeep into the boy, the arcanine letting his weight do all the work as no thrusting was necessary. The insane tightness clung to every single pore of the arcanine's cock as a ring of musky filth wrapped around the point of entry, the impossibly tiny hole he was pressing into wiping him clean of any and all lubrication, only making it all the more glorious for the canine.
But he didn't make a peep, as nearly a foot of cock crushed its way into Nico's body, literally ripping him a new hole as he could feel the muscles of his rings barely clinging to life, like rubber bands just before they snapped. The pain was almost too much, and the chilling, icy demeanor of the arcanine only made it all the more impossible for the boy to find any pleasure in it as the sheer weight of the dick in his body made him drop to his knees, his insides throbbing painfully around the slab of meat as the fur cascading down the canine's torso teased and tickled across Nico's seed-slathered spine.
Nico tried to scream out, but all that came out of his muzzle was a pitiful wisp of a half-choked sob, his stomach threatening to vomit up all that delicious cum that had been poured into it as he could feel his arms threatening to give out. Nico's head twisted and turned against the ground, desperately trying to find some sort of enclave to hide from the pain, but it was always there, persevering and overwhelming all five senses.
The arcanine just grinning down at Nico, his head swiveling down between his fore-legs as the hot breath washed over the boy's face, causing it to contort into a feigned guile of a scowl. "Just give it a moment..." The canine's words were lost on the distraught and trembling bayleef, whose ears were ringing with the torture of that body-sized dick stretching him to fantastical lengths. But then...
"Oh... oh God." Pain turned, not to pleasure, but to numbness, his ass so utterly beaten and bruised there were no nerves left to assault as all the agony began to wash away into an epiphany of euphoria, leaving him to feel nothing but the pleasure the cock was pouring into him everywhere else. The pressure against his prostate was orgasm-inspiring unto itself. The ultimate feeling of being just so, simply filled, precum gushing into his body but not being allowed to escape as the pressure against his hole made it impossible for any to seep back out. Animal heat was radiating into him, from the inside and from the outside as the huge body filled him with the most sickeningly comforting warmth he had ever experienced.
The arcanine just grinned, his head returning to its normal state of affairs, assured that what he had been referencing came to its conclusion as the bayleef just clenched and gnawed on the massive cock with his tail hole, hissing and gasping pathetically around it as he begged for more with every part of his immobilized body. The arcanine was only all-too-happy to oblige the horny bitch, slowly letting another few inches plummet toyingly into the boy.
The massive dog's paws wrapped up under the bayleef's body as the arcanine sat up, making the bay's body turn upright as a yelp of surprise escaped his lungs; he was sat in the overgrown canine's lap, over half of the member spilled into him as Nico could swear he could just almost see the outline of the insane shaft pressing deep within his guts as the massive paws of the arcanine held him tightly in place, both of them rolling over onto their backs as Nico's spine was pressed into the densely furred, pillowy stomach of the arcanine, the cum-soaked figure writhing in agonizing bliss against the dog, who only held him tighter.
The arcanine leaned down, nipping teasingly at Nico as he pressed his muzzle against the boy's skull, making him feel every word, the massive lips crawling seductively, back and forth, against the profile of Nico's face. "If you want more..." He bucked insistently, none of him sliding in deeper, but simply shaking the boy, as a massive gout of precum gushered into the bayleef's body. "...then tell me you love me."
Nico groaned at the command, something so utterly vile and horrifically simplistic about the degrading taunt, but there was nothing he could do; he needed to feel more of that cock in him, half to know whether he could take it, the other to see if there really was any sensation more extreme than the one that him him twisted and wrought around the cock. He responded meekly, his words whimpered out, "I... love you." The pause was long and arduous; Nico could barely force himself to do it, but he knew he had to.
He winced at the response he got. "No no, boy. Make me believe it. Tell me you love me." The arcanine's hips began to retract, the broad, body-sized paws clinging around Nico tugging him back up the shaft, leaving his insides feeling suddenly cold and devoid. But the arcanine just smirked. "Tell me... you want to have my puppies."
"What?!?" Nico screeched out, his face red with blush as the cock kept sliding further and further away from him, his gaze staring longingly at the cum-soaked cock that was disappearing from his body... and that knot. Oh god, that knot. It was nearly as wide as he was, but he knew he wanted it, and he knew the arcanine knew just how to give it to him. It made him say it. "Ok... what's your name?"
"You don't need to know that. How about...master." The arcanine's words crept across Nico's face, each one enunciated in a breathy, sultry exhalation.
Nico gulped, all sorts of sadism in that voice. But it was all just fun and games at this point; they both loved the humiliation. "Oh master... I love you with all my heart. I wish I was a little girl, so you could fill me with your seed and I could have your babies. I want you in me forever." He said it as if he was telling it to his first crush, his eyes clenched in embarrassment, too afraid to look at what sort of demoniacally satisfied grin was splayed across the arcanine's face, but he did his part, leaning up and giving the dog a gentle peck on the cheek. The size difference made anything more affectionate an impossibility, but they both knew had it not been an issue, Nico would be begging to tongue-swap at this point; just anything to get the arcanine to rail him with everything he had.
The big, plush dog didn't do any such thing, though, making Nico beg for it in other ways as the massive crotch began to slowly gyrate, the first foot of the canine shaft starting to swirl around inside the bayleef's body, swooping in slowly widening arcs as it squeezed and squished into all sorts of places a dick was never supposed to find, making the boy groan out each time it found somewhere especially tantalizing, the massive prick stretching and spreading his ass in every direction as each deliberate circle it made drew it slightly deeper into Nico, making the boy splayed across the arcanine's chest squirm in agony, desperately wanting more and more and more. "Do you like that?"
But Nico couldn't respond with anything other than a weak nod, his throat too busy gasping and groaning to form any semblance of parsed English. Deeper and deeper it went, spinning like a milkshake machine as the longer the torture went on, the faster and wider the circles became, until it was utterly brutal, the cock slamming and punching its way against every bit of the torn boy's insides, jabbing viscerally as the arcanine continued to rut, delving further than anyone had ever gone into Nico as the charizard clenched around the equally brutalized form of Skrien just snickered at how much fun his toy was having.
The umbreon, though, was not nearly as amused, filled with both shame and rage at what they had turned his son into; nothing but a pitiful, begging dog wanting his fill of cum. Skrien loosed a long, drawn-out moan as the charizard's paw gave the knotted cock another curt, abrupt stroke, but Nico wasn't even thinking about his father any more; he was only thinking about that knot, which was now spreading his ass cheeks nice and wide as it pressed at the reddened hole, the padded paws of the arcanine impulsively tugging Nico in whatever way they pleased.
"Tell it how much you want it." The arcanine finally began to truly rut, the huge set of lungs panting erratically as the fuzzy torso tossed Nico's body back and forth along the shaft, the massive set of paws clenching against his body dragging him up and down, back and forth, nearly two feet of overstuffed dog cock pouring its heat and mess into the distracted boy, who did nothing but whimper and moan each time the pile of cock slammed into him, Nico's shaft literally spitting the last dregs of precum it had held onto each time the widest part of the cock slid up against his prostate, his ass totally numb, but the rest of his body certainly enjoying the ride.
"I don't want it master; I need it..."
"Then have it."
The arcanine slammed the boy down against the knot, the huge, triangularly bulbed protrusion jutting against Nico's ass, stopping the descent dead in its tracks. The bayleef's face was twisted into an expression of fear and anticipation, the sort of face one makes right before they're about to be hit, but the hit never came, the knot simply smacking against his butt, the arcanine's paws keeping him steady along the spire of a cock, no pressure being applied to his body as his head twisted down to look at the thing, wondering why it wasn't in him.
"And savor it."
The arcanine began to push the boy down, just hard enough to get his body sliding down the last seven or eight inches of shaft, which were of course the knot. Nico screamed out pitifully as he was forced to take the knot oh-so-slowly, each inch feeling like an eternity as it began to stretch him out wider and wider, the strength of the massive pokemon making the task utterly effortless as the arcanine just grinned down wickedly at the boy, loosing an occasional, gruff, exhalation at the utterly impossible tightness slowly wrapping around his desperately throbbing knot.
Every moment brought on more and more pain, a more distorted expression of disbelief across Nico's face, more heat and more fulfillment than anything he had ever experienced coursing into him as that knot sank deeper still into his body, Nico wondering if the massive plume of flesh would ever end as the bulbous thing stretched him tightly around itself, his hole conforming to every single curve of the muscle as Nico's scream didn't seem to fade; each time he had to inhale it simply came out as a falsetto.
But in it continued to go, the arcanine's paws making him take it at a snail's pace; making sure he felt every fucking vein against him as the cock itself drove deeper and deeper still, shoving away everything in its path as the shaft throbbed maniacally inside of him, begging for release as Nico finally felt the apex of the knot grip against his rings. The arcanine simply let go of the boy, the desperate struggle of Nico's tail hole making him fling down the rest of the length as the entire bundle of canine anatomy hit home, smashing his prostate into oblivion and tying him to the arcanine as the dog howled towards the moon, the knot expanding by what felt like miles behind Nico's sphincter, locking him in place for what was soon to come.
And boy did it come, and come, and come. There was no warning to it, and no stopping to it; a stream of cum that could probably equate to a human's wrist in diameter exploded into Nico, the arcanine's body just trembling slightly as the impossible tightness and heat coiled around that knot like a condom drew more cum out of him than even he thought possible. Stream after stream pummeled and punched Nico's insides until there was literally no room left in his body, his bowels completely and utterly filled as it began to shoot back out from behind him, each burst of seed going into him pushing the old batch out as it threatened to distend him, a feeling of satiation from the wrong end battering him senseless with its consuming heat as the cum just poured right back out as fast as it could be put in.
And it just kept coming, the arcanine yanking the boy back and forth as he felt the orgasm begin to weaken, but he wanted none of that, wanting to prolong both of their ecstasy as Nico just gurgled, his tongue rolled out the side of his mouth as he could almost taste the sex being dumped in his body, wondering just how much more the beast could possibly have hidden in that body as the seed didn't just drool back out, but shot, like a cannon, completely soaking the arcanine's sheath and balls in an inch-thick layer of the grimy, slippery stuff, the scent in the air absolutely mind-numbing as Nico's head swayed in the dazing bombardment of musky fumes.
But eventually, it all started to slow down. It felt so good; he could feel every single part of his insides absolutely drenched in warmth, the cum snaking through him and stretching him, just as the oversized prick did, complete and unrepressed contentment displayed across his face as he just drooled into the fur of the arcanine, his body now totally dominated. There was nothing else that could possibly done to it that wouldn't end in demise.
The arcanine's broad skull just pressed down into Nico's, giving him a faint nuzzle, the first remote sign of any sort of affection as the two densely furred paws of the canine rubbed caringly against the bayleef's tummy, which was filled to the brim with his seed. The two panted hotly against each others' muzzles, but it began to gently slow as the arcanine's massive tongue gave the cum-glazed boy a warm, wet, slobbery slurp, the huge muscle soaking the boy's face as they layered there contemplatively, each one enjoying the others' heat for just a moment, at the very least.
"Well well well... what have you boys found for me this evening?"
The arcanine's voice suddenly changed, his dick now finally done spilling its mess as the bottom half of his body was completely soaked in cum. His voice was now... somehow... weak. "Oh... oh, uh. Sorry man. Thought you were gonna be hanging out with what's-his-face tonight." The arcanine gulped; who was he talking to? Whose voice was this? Nico's head swam with questions, but nothing computed, his dick painfully throbbing between his legs as he heard the more familiar voice of the charizard chime in.
"We just caught a kid and his dad on our turf and thought we'd have some fun with them. Nothing to get worked up over." The dragon's timbre was still fairly cocky, although that dissipated quickly.
"I'll decide what is and is not worth getting... "worked up" over, if you don't mind." The voice was drawing closer and closer to Nico with each syllable. It was big, booming... but it wasn't the guttural, broken type that, so far, the rest of the apparent gang had exhibited. It was very suave, even refined, and rather articulate; it seemed to pain him to use such a plebeian phrase as "worked up"; there was hesitance before it came from his lips, suggesting higher breeding than the rest of the lot.
The flame-kissed tail of the charizard swished and swayed, occasionally illuminating the daunting outline of a rather massive figure, but it wasn't until the creature was right up on Nico that he could tell what it was. "Yank him off. I'm going to use the boy, and then we're leaving. Got it, guys?"
Nods and yeses filled the air as the arcanine simply ripped the cum-spewing bayleef off it's cock, all of the tenderness quickly erased as a torrent of seed was met with a loud, pitiful whine as Nico was tossed onto his back, laying next to the massive, spooge-soaked member as he slid down slightly, the cum pouring out of him in an arm-wide gusher as it rolled back down the arcanine's body and soaked the bayleef even more, making him slip down further as his head stopped just in the cleft of the massive sac the dog was wielding, his legs twitching against the arcanine's chest.
The sinewy curves of the ball sac now acted as a perfect reservoir for all the cum that was audibly draining into it, the arcanine's legs laying flat on either side of the oversized nuts as his powerful thighs squished them together. Nico had to squirm down a few more inches to keep himself from being submerged, the weight of his head pressing itself down half-way between the massive nuts as he cowered up to the newly emerging dominant, shivering in the pool of mess slowly soaking him to the bone.
"Don't worry. I'm not going to fuck you; some of my boys here might want to use you again once I'm finished, and you're no good to any of them dead. But you are going to be my cock-sleeve in another fashion." The massive frame of what quickly became apparent to be be a suicune absolutely dwarfed that of the arcanine Nico was currently splayed across. Two ribbon-like tails swished and swayed around it artfully, as if they were ballerinas as his cerulean skin was accented with white diamonds tossed sporadically across its body. A large, green protuberance stuck out from its forehead in the shape of an elongated rhombus, the iconic, purple cape it had wrapped around its neck swaying and flickering across its back in the icy breeze.
"Ye-... ok..." Nico was just awe-struck; he had never seen a suicune in his life. They were one of the rarest of all species, only a couple in the wild and a few in captivity, although it was obvious that this one had certainly been raised around humans; the vocabulary and affectation were simply too clean-cut. The bayleef's eyes drew up and down the gigantic creature's frame, the darkness making it difficult to tell just where it ended, but it made the arcanine suddenly seem small. The creature wasn't quite as broad as the canine, but it was much longer and leaner, giving it a somehow more ferocious aesthetic, like the sort of predator that was always skulking for a meal.
The suicune was already rock-hard, the massive, tapering shaft putting the arcanine's to complete and utter shame as it was only another moment before the beast leaped on top of both of them, the massive prick slamming down against Nico's body as the powerful, piston-like hips began to rut back and forth against his body, sandwiching his face into the arcanine's cum-slathered nuts even more-so as the canine himself just groaned, the two cocks frotting against one-another with the bayleef stuck right in the middle.
The arcanine yelped out with the same sort of fear that had filled Nico only a few hours ago, but the whimpers quickly became those of pleasure as the massive, dolphin-like creature effortlessly emasculated even the huge specimen of canine as the pale, ribbed shaft of the suicune crushed Nico down into the arcanine's fur. The arcanine barked out up towards his master as the painfully sensitive shaft was frot to devastation, but there was nothing either of them could do at this point.
Heat burned against the bayleef's frame as the huge cock was longer than his entire body, nearly reaching the end of the suicune itself as the pink, prehensile member lashed against the dripping dog that was currently holding Nico well in place. "Don't worry... it will all be over soon." The suicune just rut through fur and shaft as he didn't seem even remotely interested in savoring anything, his hips gliding back and forth quickly and powerfully as the massive cock ground Nico into the cum that had spilled from his ass, and was actually still spilling from him as the seed seemed to awaken some previously undisturbed stink in the arcanine's sac, which quickly swarmed around Nico's face like a plague of locusts, drowning him in the overpowering and overwhelming scent of rut.
The cetacean's cock ground back and forth between Nico's thighs, filling them with heat as the slickened member drew back and forth, methodically but powerfully, against the writhing boy's dick, each little motion from either of the massive pokemon surrounding him making him lose his positioning as he was routinely slung deeper and deeper into the cleft of the massive package, having to claw his way out of the cum-soaked orbs, desperately clinging to flesh wherever he could find it as the two shafts tossed him this-way and that with each, earth-shattering throb.
But it was all ancillary in the face of the torrent of precum that the two oversized columns of flesh were pouring down the arcanine's body, which washed over the bayleef like a waterfall as it pooled around his head, his lips pressed open by the massive slab of dick that was buried against his face as he was forced to drink it down for no reason other than to continue to be able to breathe. But he didn't mind, loud gulps echoing against the cetacean cock as the two larger pokemon began to whine and whimper against each other, slowly forgetting about the poor, little bayleef they were abusing.
The entire length of the suicune's cock was now plowing back and forth into the dog's fur as their huffs and grunts quickly became squeals. It might not have been happening quite as fast as the bayleef thought it was, but he was so exhausted from everything he had been put through that it seemed like it only lasted a few moments, the even-larger sac of the suicune now plowing against Nico's skull as the two quickly drew nearer and nearer to their climaxes.
And what glorious climaxes they were. The arcanine was quickly soaked just as thoroughly as Nico had been, tidal waves of cum pouring against his chest as the two howled in unison, huge sheets of the yummy, sticky stuff pouring back down over Nico's body as he thrashed, the blue pokemon's sac now pressing down against Nico's body as the four orbs nearly engulfed him, crushing him into an impenetrable prison of musk, the only thing managing to get in or out being the deluge of warm, new seed, that poured around every fiber of his being.
"Yeah, that's a good, little puppy. Make a big mess for daddy..." The suicune taunted the arcanine as his cock smothered the dog's, pressing the bases of their lengths together as the throbbing heat poured back and forth between the two cocks, dragging each of their orgasms to ridiculous lengths as Nico's face was trapped between their orbs, which pressed down into one-another with all the weight of the two, gigantic pokemon.
But their seed... it just kept coming, their fat nuts smacking against each other lewdly with the poor bayleef stuck in between them, the massive towers of cock grinding heartedly into one-another as the heady cum dripped into every single part of Nico it could find; mouth, ears, nose, ass, slit... it was simply everywhere, in and on him. The two, panting monsters slowly began to calm themselves, the dual orgasm well over but cum still drooling down the arcanine in a half-foot-thick sheet, pouring sloppily across the bayleef as the little boy squirmed pitifully, gasping for air.
But they weren't done with him. The arcanine's paw came swiping in between the warm home the pair of sacs had been providing Nico, tugging him back out. Nico groaned out, his frame limp in the grip of the arcanine as he just looked up towards the suicune, drooling cum from every inch of his body as he sputtered, "...thank you..."
Nico's body was tossed across the canine's stomach with a literal splash, the arcanine currently nothing but a pool of cum with a slowly detumescing shaft strewn across the middle. The paw that had grabbed him ground him through the mess, shoving the bayleef's face against the lip of the arcanine's sheath, which received mixed reviews. "You're going to clean me, starting from the inside out." The arcanine growled, shoving against the bayleef roughly. But the dog's paw was swatted away.
The suicune just grinned down at the arcanine. "No. The sun's almost up. We need to get moving. Just do this." The water pokemon's claws slung around Nico's frame, shoving him upwards against the arcanine's chest before they pressed down, making the boy's body lay prone to the furry, cum-sopped flesh. The suicune's paws stretched the throbbing boy out across the canine's chest horizontally, his neck fully extended as Nico's entire body length barely matched the width of the arcanine.
The bayleef shivered and whined, unable to come up with a single word of pleading, simply letting his body be thrown around like the toy that he so wished it could be for as long as possible, but the suicune held him tightly in place, its rubbery skin struggling not to slip or slide along the slimy bay. "Let me give you what you really want." The arcanine's cock was now fully retracted, which made it all the less complicated for the suicune's paws to slowly drag Nico's body down the panting dog's torso, using him like a squeegee as cum piled up against his stomach before sliding off the side of the arcanine's body, the massive pool of thickening mess coagulating around him as Nico was simply dragged down the length of the canine's body, wiping almost all of the cum from it as the suicune himself dripped across Nico's face.
"Isn't this what you want? To be nothing but a cum rag? Because... that's all you are to us." Nico grimaced as he was ground across the top of the arcanine's sheath, falling face-first into the pool of seed that had formed between the base of the now-hidden cock and the massive, swollen orbs. The suicune just splashed the little bitch around in the mess, much to the pleasure of the arcanine, whose legs kicked and shivered with delight as Nico gasped for breath. But before long, it had all either been deposited onto the bayleef, or had splashed into the mess to the left of the arcanine, which looked something like an oversized, uncooked pancake. The seed was so thick and so plentiful it actually had depth, effortlessly concealing the grass beneath it as the massive pool laid across the ground.
"And that's just what you'll be for us the next time around." Nico was tossed into it, the suicune flicking his head towards the slowly rising sun, giving a whistle as the arcanine obediently hopped up onto all fours, shaking his fur, flinging thick globs of seed across the landscape. The two, huge pokemon walked off without another word as the bayleef moaned and writhed in the massive pool of cum, his lips parting against the pool as he chewed it down his hungry belly, unable to eat more than a couple mouthfuls, but he kept chugging away at it, his tongue rolling through dirt and soil just to keep that flavor permeating his taste buds.
But he wasn't alone just yet. In fact, he had totally forgotten about Skrien for the moment, absolutely enraptured in his obscene, little fantasy he was being allowed to have. But the charizard quickly reminded him as Nico yelped and jumped up to his feet, only to slip and slide back down into the muck rather quickly, something being tossed against his back. His head whipped around to see what it was, only to find that it was the battered form of Skrien, whimpering and lashing just as Nico had been this whole time, his cock throbbing maniacally between his legs, completely tapped of its own lubrication at this point as the umbreon's entire front was glistening with preseed.
"Suck him. Look how bad he needs it. Show me just how much you loved everything we did to you." The charizard's tone was particularly harsh and vicious, the umbreon sliding off of Nico's body and falling into the massive pool of cum as their eyes met, the tips of their shafts grazing against each other as Nico's eyes looked away, his face twisted into a beguiled mixture of pleasure and humiliation, just moaning out against the warmth, Skrien's hips thrusting into the ground as his body desperately needed to release, his cock having been toyed with for hours at this point as Nico just whimpered, looking down at the seed-soaked member of his father.
He hated himself, but at this point, it was almost inviting. Any other time, he would have gagged at the thought, but the charizard wasn't in the mood for any contemplation as the dexterous, clawed fingers of the dragon came whipping down around Nico's skull, making him scream out as they slightly dug into his skin. "No! I can't! He's my dad!" Skrien's head nuzzled into the bayleef's chest, but it wasn't quite obvious just what he was trying to do, whether trying to comfort his son or trying to help the charizard.
The lizard's claws just dug in harder, threatening to draw blood as they dragged Nico's head closer to the throbbing, knotted umbreon dick, the musky scent of his father making it harder and harder to refuse as his nostrils flared with instinctual lust. But Skrien's shaft didn't seem to mind as it continued to buck and thrust like a bronco, tossing into whatever friction it could possibly find as the charizard's powerful arms swung Nico's head into his own father's sac. "Lick them clean." Skrien barely even seemed to notice, his body just shivering in the warm slop of seed that had been spilled throughout the night as his hips twitched and swayed against anything that came in contact with them.
"Don't do it... just please don't do it." What? Another pair of paws yanked Nico's face, wrapping around whatever surface area they could find past the much larger hands of the charizard. The hands and the voice belonged to the same person, and it was Skrien, who was pathetically trying to push Nico away from him. But it was pointless; the umbreon was completely pitiful in this state, and even if it had been a fair fight, the charizard would have easily won, as the dragon continued to tug the bayleef closer and closer into his father's crotch, Nico's limbs flailing in the slippery mess as he failed to find any traction.
Gags and whimpers filled the air as Nico's nose was pressed brutally up into the sac of his own father, making the bayleef gag on the musky scent of his lineage as it was simply... intoxicating. There was nothing he could do but what he had been training for all night. Nico's eyes crawled pitifully up the yellow plating of the charizard, pleading to the dragon with his expression, but that icy grin splayed across the lizard's face made it painfully obvious that this was going to happen, one way or the other; he resigned to his fate. The bayleef's tongue slowly crept out past his lips, a sob choked down by a moan of pleasure from both Skrien and Nico as they began to bond in the most lewd and vile way there possibly was.
But neither of their bodies could fight what they both needed so desperately badly. Each time Nico's lips kneaded into the warm, inviting folds of flesh on Skrien's sac it made both of them lose a little bit more of their reluctance as pre and cum dripped sloppily across the bayleef's face, his father's fat knot bouncing and thwacking against Nico's snout each time the boy found a particularly magnificent spot, that broad tongue trying to clean the overstuffed pair of orbs to completion, but the writhing waistline of the umbreon toyingly sent it back down into the muck each time Nico was nearly finished..
The charizard just grinned sadistically, and before either of them even noticed what was happening, the lizard was gone. Neither of them had noticed, the restraints the swampy cloud of pheromones surrounding them created much more effective than any amount of chain or leather, or in the charizard's case, brute strength. Satisfied in what he had created, he left the two to themselves to get acquainted in all sorts of new ways.
But the lizard wasn't on either of their minds as Nico's head began to bob in and out of consciousness, gasping and wheezing at the overwhelming barrage of musk seeping into his brain as his tongue lashed wildly and wickedly against his father's throbbing shaft, the deft strokes of the hot appendage growing wider and more frantic as Nico lapped hungrily from the very base of the sex-smothered nuts all the way across the bulging bulb at the base of Skrien's cock, dragging the pair of fuzzy baseballs up against sheath with the force his tongue was swiping with.
But as Nico's body seemed to quickly be sapped of the last dregs of energy it possessed, the umbreon was becoming more animated as breath and heat spilled across his loins, his arms and legs slowly regaining some of their strength as the bayleef could easily note the transition from pitiful grasps to the strength that he was accustomed to his father having.
"You dirty-little-fucking-cunt. Suck it." It was Skrien's voice. Nico gulped; he had never heard that kind of language come from his father, and certainly didn't expect him to say anything of that nature, as his muzzle momentarily parted from the umbreon's hips. His head twisted up to meet his father's, tendrils of pre linking the bayleef's lips to the throbbing tip of the shaft the umbreon was jabbing back and forth through the messy slop.
"...what?" Nico's voice was trembling and confused, his head shaking as if trying to force the words he just heard into something else as hearing that come from someone like his father forced a bit of morality back into him.
"You heard me, you stupid little slut. You love dick? You want dick? You take mine." Skrien's paws, which had managed to slip out from under Nico's head, quickly returned to it, jamming the boy's face straight into the tip of his cock as the powerful, canine hips began to thrust back and forth against Nico's lips, smearing the fat prick across teeth and gums, impatiently failing to wait for the hungry chasm to part.
Nico tried to push himself away, tried to scream, but it was all pointless. His body was in a much worse shape than his father's, and as soon as his lips parted to loose protest, the cock was firmly lodged in place. Skrien roared out in triumphant pleasure; his dick having yearned for this for oh-so-long now, and suddenly, finally, there was a warm, damp hole wrapped around it. He didn't give a shit if it was his son's; it was a body to shove his dick in to, and right now, that's all his boy was worth to him, who he gleefully watched flail and shove, to no avail, as both of the umbreon's paws were pressing down against the back of Nico's skull, trying to shove more of that spasming shaft into his boy's muzzle, recklessly grinding against teeth and tongue with no remorse.
Skrien's hips pounded back and forth into Nico's muzzle as the broad, trunk-like feet of the bayleef shoved futilely against the umbreon's chest, half-hearted squirms and lashes unsettling the densely formed mess they two were sharing as a fittingly repugnant bed, it quickly becoming impossible to differentiate his father's musk from that which wrapped around the two of them like a duvet, never letting go as thick strands of cum clung to the pair of bodies from every angle as Skrien truly and utterly raped his only boy, and loved every second of it as Nico's head tried to dislodge itself from the towering slab of canid, but Skrien just pushed harder, jabbing another inch or so of that fat, over-ripe cock down the boy's gullet.
The umbreon's paws just clung more tightly to the bitch who was squirming oh-so-lovingly around his cock, as Skrien hissed down to the boy, sick of this toying as he slammed his dick all the way to the knot before ripping it back out. "Are you going to stop squirming and give daddy the love he deserves, or am I going to have to hurt you?" Skrien's voice was filled with more malice and spite than any of the others as his dick bobbed happily at Nico's lips, just begging for that kiss that it had been waiting for all night long, splattering cobwebs of pre across the bayleef's lips. "Go on, show me just how much you love the cock."
The bayleef suddenly felt as though he didn't know anything any more, unsure whether to apologize for what he was about to do, apologize for not doing it sooner, or beg for it stop. He sputtered out a few, incomprehensible syllables, but it was too disjointed to even come close to meaning something. "I- I'm sorry... please...?" But as he stared down at that pointed, red prick, he knew that his body was about to do something he really wished it wouldn't.
Nico's eyes welled up with tears, that familiar, heated pressure building up behind his retinas as he stared down at the tip of that slathered shaft; none of him wanted it except his dick, but right now, that improbable part of his anatomy controlled every single thing he did. And he simply devoured it, his head diving down to the pink pile of meat as his eyes clenched in fear, too humiliated and ashamed to look at just what dick it was he was chugging down as his lips wrapped tightly around the shaft, his head swishing from one side to the other as he kissed it with every bit of love he had left in him, his frame bouncing back and forth along the length as it easily spread his jaws open.
More and more of that cock disappeared into his face, agonizingly slowly, his throat too stretched at this point to bother gagging as the glorious taste of male danced across the rough surface of his writhing tongue, the sweet nectar that coated it drawing him deeper and deeper along its seemingly endless length as he suckled with all the force his lungs could muster. Lips smacked lewdly and loudly around shaft as tendrils of saliva interspersed with smelly cum and pre, his father's fur wiping clean against Nico's skull as he willingly stained himself with the scent of his daddy's rut.
"That's good. Mmmph... yeah, more..." It was so powerful, so moving, so desperately humiliating to be taken this way, and as his father coaxed his boy on with the occasional, slurred moan and pat to the head, he couldn't do anything but wrap his thick legs around his father's, beginning to hump into the warm, inviting fur like he was nothing but a common dog in need of a fuck, which was what they both were at this point as the two curled around one-another like lovers.
"Mmmph... you like it when I call you things like a condom... like a bitch... like a dirty little whore... don't you?" Nico just nodded, his face filled with crimson blush as his mouth struggled around the knot, barely able to fit the massive bulb past his teeth as he choked and gagged on the humongous cock, spittle dribbling past his lips as he desperately tried to suck, but he was simply too exhausted to do anything else, just bobbing his throat back and forth along the length as he felt the long-anticipated climax draw closer and closer with each accidental swipe of his teeth, the umbreon long overdue at this point.
"Aww, you're such a good little cumslut. How 'bout I plaster that little, girly face of yours so everyone can see just what a fucking whore you are?" It wasn't really a question, considering the fact that, by the time the sentence was completed, the umbreon's dick was already being whipped out of Nico's face with furious bravado, slinging out like a dueler's pistol, the cool air wisping and curling around the madly pulsing cock sending a chilled shiver across Skrien's body as he brandished it at his boy's face.
Nico whimpered, his voice raspy, like he had just smoked a pack-and-a-half of cigarettes, his throat hoarse and raw from all the abuse it had been made to suffer as Nico's eyes were crossed, just staring longingly at the dick framed between them. "Please... please cum in me dad..."
"Don't fucking backtalk me. This is all your fault! You and your fucking games, you little piece of shit!" Skrien slapped his dick across Nico's face, leaving a stinging sensation on the bayleef's cheek as the umbreon managed to hoist himself up onto all fours, his cock now thrusting madly against the boy's jawline as he spat his words, "So now it's my turn, you faggot bitch. You want to be a fag, then I'm going to mark you as one. The fact that I might want to fuck you again is the only reason I'm not going to mark you the way I would any other piece of property; and that's all you are to me any more." Both of them had tears rolling from their eyes, but Skrien could only pray that what he was saying wasn't true; that it was just his need speaking for him, as the motions of his hips threatened to send him back to the slick ground, the sliding of the umbreon's form only adding to the ferocity of the assault on Nico's face.
The bayleef grimaced and cowered against the shaft as it was thrust back and forth against his skin, the warmth of his body as the lubrication that had been spilled across it making it more than simply adequate. "No, please daddy, please don't do it!" Nico sounded like a toddler, screaming for his daddy to stop as he could do nothing but lay obediently in place, struggling to keep his eyes open as the umbreon didn't seem even remotely phased.
"Here it- Ungh!" His balls absolutely erupted, hours of pent up, sexual frustration culminating in a volcanic apex of furious lust as the knot banged and bounced against Nico's cheek, making him groan out, the first stream of cum lasting a good three of four seconds as Skrien quaked in climax, the massive blob of cum shooting virulently against Nico's lips as he opened his muzzle, wanting to feel it fill his maw. Skrien yelped out as the second stream shot out with just as much fervor as the first, aiming straight for the back of the boy's throat, the first having thoroughly coated his face as a thick sheet drooled down from Nico's forehead, filling his eye sockets and pouring over his nostrils, staining black into white.
The umbreon's head tilted up in a primal display of victorious, animal conquest, trying to find the moon but instead finding the same hues that had been bathing them as the sun was setting, magenta swept across the landscape around them as light began to shine through on the horizon, making all of the liquids they were basking in gleam and shimmer as the umbreon got to coating his son's face in his own, creamy seed.
Blast after blast, stream after stream after thick, hot, gooey stream of disgustingly rich, thick cum pelted Nico's maw, dousing his tongue, as the mass swelled from the back of his throat, the umbreon's tip pressing down against the bayleef's bottom lip as the mess splashed back out, ricocheting off the roof of Nico's mouth as the massive blob became simply too big for Nico to contain, having to tilt his head up and close his lips as he was forced to let his father simply cover him, his cheeks puffed out like a chipmunk's from the insane volume of fluid as Skrien just kept going, pummeling whatever part of the boy had dripped at least moderately clean by then.
Finally, the streams turned to spurts, and they, too, soon turned to dribbles as Nico swallowed, the size of the glob making his throat ache, but it was worth it as he felt his father's warmth fill him, melding with the mess the others had poured down his face. Nico, panting, fell to his back, just basking in his reprise as he felt the exhaustion truly start to kick in, his head swimming as if he had just downed a fifth of Stoli, every limb completely immobile and numb, except for his shaft, which was still beating with the same rapidity of his heart, just begging for one, last ride.
He panted, his tongue hanging out of his muzzle like a dog's. Both of them. But just as Nico was about to pass out, he felt something that certainly yanked back his attention, as Skrien's muzzle wrapped tightly around Nico's dick, either returning the favor, or more likely, still filled with that animalistic need that the bayleef knew all too well. The young boy thrashed his hips, trying to dislodge the muzzle from his shaft as sharp, vulpine teeth ground against the overly sensitive flesh, warning of the dangers of being disobedient, but before he could protest any further, Skrien's body slowly twisted and turned until the umbreon's drooling shaft was planted between Nico's eyes as the boy's father faced away from him, the black-furred legs straddling Nico's face as the fox's snout was dipped down in between Nico's thighs, pouring warmth across the spent pair of yellow, cum-stained orbs.
"Clean it up, you bitch." The voice was harsh, filled with agonized and exhausted pants. Skrien gave the very tip of Nico's cock a faint nip, but the boy was just too tired. He tried to raise his head to the cock, but it just fell back into the slop of arcanine and suicune cum, which was now slightly thinner, but just as pungent as ever as its cooled form sapped even more energy and enthusiasm from the bayleef, droplets of his father's seed splashing down across his face as Nico wiped the seed from his eyes, staring longingly up to the glazed, throbbing pole.
"I... unf... too tired..."
Skrien growled viscerally, from deep within his diaphragm, apparently not quite done yet. "Fine, then we'll do this the hard way." The umbreon dismounted from his son and was quickly behind Nico's prone and flipped form, Skrien's head scowling down to the boy from between the pair of yellow legs. Two canid paws pressed behind the bay's knees, pushing them forward as Skrien bent Nico's body into a "v", Nico's shaft poking at his own face as the umbreon just grinned down at him over the boy's shaft. "Suck it faggot."
Nico just couldn't resist, his lips wrapping hungrily around his pleading and throbbing shaft as the prehensile neck made the whole thing surprisingly effortless, Skrien hopping over Nico with all the agility his breed had afforded him as the bayleef's cock stretched its owner's jaws painfully wide, his prick just as monstrously oversized as the rest of them had been, at well over a foot in length. But the shocking thing was that it was identical to his father's, who was actually a fair bit slighter than the bayleef. Which was now, also, poking at his lips. "Both of them."
The mercurial thrust of the umbreon's hips firmly insisted as Nico's jaw struggled to force itself to open wider, his tongue too busy swirling lavishly around the tip of his own cock, barely even still conscious as Skrien growled down to Nico viciously, thrusting more assuredly as the bayleef gasped, his jaw popping open wider with each buck of his father's shaft, his teeth barely able to manage the overstretched contortionism the second shaft was rudely trying to inflict upon it.
But it simply wasn't going in; Nico screamed out from the top of his lungs at the searing pain in his jaw as Skrien just scowled down at his pitiful excuse of a cock-whore son; but he just kept plowing deeper and deeper, the pressure of the wide, herbivorous teeth sinking into the flesh of both of their shafts as the umbreon's pushed forward quixotically, acrid precum pouring against Nico's lips as the pressure building against the roof of his mouth made his tongue lash madly, trying to dislodge the intruder to little avail, the tension throbbing into his cock making any efforts of his hips simply too painful to bare, his cock horrifically oversensitive.
Skrien gave one, penultimate rut against Nico's face, knowing that this wasn't going to go anywhere interesting enough to warrant dealing with all of the bayleef's whines. The penis retracted from the bayleef's lips, the heat and pressure surging against his top lip dissipating as his face clamped back down around his own shaft. Nico's eyes stared meekly into his father's, as if trying to apologize for being so selfish, but Skrien didn't mind, knowing there were other things he could do to the writhing mass of black and yellow, whose length was currently hilted into his own face, a mixed expression of pleasure and fear etched across the bayleef.
"Don't worry; I'll just put it where you really want me." The umbreon was already on him, his paws pressing down against Nico's legs as the weight of Skrien's body compressed Nico's cock further down his own throat, making the worn and battered bay gag around his own length as the umbreon was poised on his hind legs, grinning down at his new bitch as the black-furred hips wriggled and twitched until the tip of the canid shaft was wetly kissing the gaping, cumsoaked lips of his son's asshole, the bright-red pucker throbbing from all the misuse and abuse it had been put through, yet Nico's hiss of pleasure made it obvious it was still pleading for one, final rut.
The cock simply slammed into the poor little hole, inches upon inches pile-driving themselves deep within Nico's bowels as he groaned out around the cock lodged in his hungry muzzle. Skrien panted and wheezed atop of the bayleef, their bodies heaving and convulsing to and fro, Nico's hips pushing back against his fathers as the fat set of nuts swung like church-bells into the bayleef's taut, boyish rump as Nico's neck tried to flail but was simply far too weak, unable to do anything but whimper at the onslaught that was being poured into him.
The thick, knotted cock found the easy, velveteen purchase of the pre-washed boy-hole useful as the needy umbreon was in no mood for foreplay or romance; it wasn't about that, it was just about ridding himself of that animal craving and prurience as the knot was fucked in and out of the little pin-hole like it was just another part of the canine's dick, tearing the last shreds of Nico's tail apart as the umbreon huffed and whimpered, deep in the throes of ecstasy.
The bayleef's body simply shivered, completely soaked in the thick, gloppy mess that surrounded them and cascaded from their bodies with each powerful sway and jaunt, the two shafts drawing nearer and nearer to their culminating apexes as the cock pouring into Nico's face was violently shoved into his throat with each punch from his father's hips. Heat poured into the bayleef from the inside out as the massive, knotted cock made audible, popping sounds each time the huge bulb ripped out of the tiny, red circle as it steadily swelled and expanded, filling with blood as Nico's raw, abused shaft ground against his teeth, being tossed and turned in a frenzy of carnality.
"C'mon bitch. Gimme a little clench. You're so fuckin' wrecked it's like fucking a hallway." Nico faded in and out of comprehension, the sun now fully risen but everything going dark as he struggled to not pass out, the huge shaft plowing into his body suddenly going rock-hard as he gasped, his body clenching, but not from the words he didn't have any sort of chance to understand, considering his ears were submerged in both the thick, gloppy seed they laid in, and in the thralls of the finality of his own imminent climax.
The knot finally reached its full size, stretching the gaping hole well past its limits as Skrien groaned out, putting the pitiful ninetails to shame, panting and laying across his son as they shared their warmth in more ways than one, the last few spurts of cum that had formed between Nico's last orgasm and this one dribbling against the back of his tongue as the huge melon jammed against his prostate finally forced it out, Nico's body tensing around both of the shafts as he chewed on his tip with his gums like a horse eating peanut butter, his head swimming as he couldn't even differentiate the heat of his father's shaft and his cum.
"Unfff... urgh..." Nico's attempts at language were pitiful at best, his eyelids weighing heavily as he simply succumbed to engulfing dark. Skrien's shaft was still pumping in and out of the boy as it spilled his seed in his own son's tail, just grinning down at the passed out hole. It was somehow freeing, knowing there was nobody left to protest as the massive cock just plunged deeper and deeper, unaware and uncaring of whether or not its recipient was conscious enough to even know.
"What?" Nico's eyes slowly opened. The humid, summer's day was finally coming to a long-anticipated end... or beginning; the unseasonably stifling heat now in the thralls of the welcomed cool that the perimeter the night's sky always brought, deep violets swamping the stratosphere as seemingly unnatural pinks and tangerines curled around the landscape, the sun confiscated by the windowsill of Nico's bedroom.
He shuffled groggily, the leafy blankets that both formed and covered his bed had been placed carefully across his sleeping form. He couldn't tell if it was sunset or sunrise; he was disorientated, his body aching as his head swam as though he had missed out on several necessary hours of sleep. But as consciousness slowly pervaded against the foggy haze of waking, he noticed the curled form of his father bent over the small table in the center of his one-room home.
"Oh... you're awake." Skrien's snout was teasing through a various assortment of nuts and berries that were scattered before him on the wooden table, occasionally picking one up between his sharp, ivory teeth and letting it drop back onto his tongue. The umbreon's expression was painfully enigmatic, all sorts of complex emotions etched across it like the Mona Lisa.
Nico's brow furrowed, trying to discern just what was going through his father's head. "Dad... what time is it?" He managed to lift his head up from his leafy pillow, wiping his eyes of their dust as he noticed the scent of soap strong in the air. He didn't remember taking a shower... but he could only assume it happened.
Skrien's voice was uneven and nervous, his head tilted away as he looked out the window, as if trying to figure that out for himself, taking a moment before responding. "It's about nine in the morning, Nico. Why?"
Nico desperately tried to remember what had happened last night, unable to piece anything in particular together, simply able to remember that they had gone out to visit Skrien's friends, and that presumably they had gotten back somehow, but any details were lost on him. He shook his head, rising up from his bed as he groaned out, every part of him aching in pain. "Dad... how did we get back here? I don't remember anything."
Then, Skrien's expression became much less complicated; a smile slowly crept across his black lips, from one eye to the other, tossing back another berry. "Oh... really?" For some reason he almost seemed relieved to hear that. "Nothing happened, son. You passed out and I carried you back." He watched his son struggle against the pain in his limbs. "Yeah... sorry... might have dragged 'ya across a couple rocks somewhere or somethin'."
Nico carefully ambled up towards the table, his head laying across it as he nosed at a cluster of particularly delicious-looking pecans. "Why'd you do that? Why didn't you just wake me up?"
"Don't worry about that. That's a whole other story."