Taboo Fantasies Abound! H Rhydon X M Human/ H Gardevoirs
#10 of Taboo Fantasies Abound
Just let me know where I did wrong.
The smut must continue.
This will be a short orgy drabble. I'm doing this now because the idea was very interesting.
Even though the Pokemon involved is next to always used in a lemon series, ESPECIALLY the female ones.
I guess it was inevitable; Gardevoirs are too humanoid to be avoided in lemons.
The Forbidden Uses-A Gardevoir finds a scientist's forgotten invention in the forest. When its uses are identified, what transpires is a series of events that eventually leads to debauchery at a humongous scale.
That's all just code for orgy.
There will be 7 main Gardevoirs we will focus on here; it'd help with the...events..
Roll The Film!
Request By Anonymous Guy(Guest)-"Pokemon And Technology Collide"-H Gardevoirs(Orgy, Hermaphrodites, Masturbation, Light Bondage, Light Spanking, Oral, Anal, Vaginal, LightAss Play, Gangbangs, Daisy Chains involved!)
Some Random Laboratory In Hoenn...
"YES! I've finally DONE IT!" A scientist exclaimed in his dead-beat lab in the forests near Lilycove. He jumped for joy as the little invention he made was complete after all these years! With this, he'll go from the laughing stock at the Weather Institution to the world's most renown scientist EVER!
As he picked it up, he examined it. It looked like a toy pistol common children would play with. It had a long, graying barrel, ergonomic handle that would allow faster drawing, and dials and switches on the side to act as the hammer. There was an ominous red glow inside the barrel, but that was the ammunition doing its job at intimidation.
"Jared!?" the scientist called out. At the door at the far end of the room, a butler opened it to let himself in.
"Yes Master Winslow?" The butler answered voice matching his old age.
"Bring in the test subject!" Mr. Winslow yelled, still marveling his newest invention. With a bow, Jared left the room, returning moments later with their test subject-an unconscious Rhydon.
The poor thing had to be kept under tranquilized dosages just so it could be moved peacefully. As its feet ground against the metal floors of the lab, Jared lumbered it onto an examination table. Strapping it on, the butler stepped away, standing by for anymore orders.
"Thank you Jared. You can watch my invention at work before you go tending to your duties." Mr. Winslow told him before adjusting the dials on the side of the "Ray Gun". Jared hummed to himself as he watched his master tinker with the device.
"Ahah! Got it! And now...Time for...a "bigger adjustment"...Lower the machine!" He may have requested it, but he flipped a switch near the table, bringing a device with a tube protruding toward Rhydon. As the machine lowered, the tube inched closer and closer to Rhydon's crotch area, gray pouch keeping its member inside. When the machine stopped, the tube loomed over his crotch. Rhydon shifted in his sleep before the tube extended out, making contact.
It was cold to the touch, and Rhydon almost woke up, but he was under heavy doses and chances for that happening again won't be for a while.
"Beginning arousal process..." Mr. Winslow pressed a button on the machine, making a rubber appendage emerge from the depths of the machine and enter the genital slit of Rhydon's sheath. He groaned, feeling his member jolt up even as he slumbered. The rubber appendage wrapped around his flaccid 7 1/2" member, self-lubrication already coming into play before it began mechanically stroking.
Rhydon grumbled sweet nothings in his sleep, feeling his cock starting to poke out his sheath. The rubber appendage kept rubbing, however, trying to get him to full-mast. When a few minutes passed, he was as hard as a rock(pun slightly over-intended).
"Good, good...Now for the fun part~..." Mr. Winslow's face grew a devious grin on it as he aimed the "Ray Gun" at Rhydon's cock. "Let's see if Rhydon will be so 'gifted' with the Castration Gun!"
Mr. Winslow switched a dial nearest to the trigger without looking. It had three settings: Castrate, Hermaphro-ize, and Neuter. There was another dial near it, but he didn't do anything noticeable to it but switch it with his sleeve. Then, he pulled the hammer back and pulled the trigger, making a weird, red bolt of plasmatic energy shoot out of the barrel and hit Rhydon in the cock.
Mr. Winslow and Jared leaned in closer to see if the effects of the gun's namesake would come true...
Instead for twenty minutes, they watched as Rhydon's cock didn't do anything; it didn't flop, fall off, detach or shrink. In fact, it looked to have throbbed more often than it should.
"No...nonoNONO! I spent years making sure EVERYTHING was right, and it does nothing!?" Mr. Winslow was furious. He spent a greal deal of his dwindling savings to fund the project, and now it looked to be going down the toilet.
"Mr. Winslow, calm down. Just see if anything wasn't prepared ri-"
"I prepared EVERYTHING! This...damn...thing...doesn't do anything but make penises throb!" His yelling was making the Drill Pokemon stir awake, his movement not going unnoticed by Jared.
"Uh...Master Winslow?"
"Everything, EVERYTHING I did to make this my greatest success! RUINED!" Mr. Winslow looked at an open window in the lab, it being cracked to provide a breeze for the sometimes stuffy lab. Looking back at the "Ray Gun", he snarled at it and chucked it out the window, not caring for where it ended up. Jared started getting more and more fearful as Rhydon's eyes were moving.
"Master W-winslow...? Calm d-down..."
"What am I gonna do now!? Show up with nothing!?" Narrowed to slits, Rhydon's eyes cracked open, as if he was just waking up from hibernation and trying to adjust to light hanging above him. Without any effort, he snapped off his bonds, making Jared's skin started to crawl in impeding fear.
"M-m-m-master Winslow! Please calm down!"
"WHAT!? CALM DOWN!? MY GREATEST EXPERIMENT JUST RESULTED IN FAILURE! HOW ELSE AM I!?" But the furious scientist was cut off by a loud smack to his face, cheek stinging in pain from the hand print left behind by his butler.
"Master. Winslow. Calm down...You're waking up-"
"Rhy-don~..." The two humans froze and slowly turned their heads towards their captive. The Drill Pokémon's face wasn't one contorted of anger, rather it was...
"Is he blushing...?" Mr. Winslow asked, noticing the flustered look of the Rock/Ground type in their vicinity. His eyes looked almost pleading. Rhydon's member throbbed painfully nearby, forcing a moan out of him before he shamelessly gripped it with his three-fingered paw. It throbbed again at his grasp, making him leaked a voluminous amount of pre-cum onto his body and the table underneath him.
"What is he doing...? Master...?" Jared asked, looking at Mr. Winslow. That question registered in Rhydon's lust-addled brain and he looked at Mr. Winslow with one of the sluttiest looks ever made in the history of Pokemon.
"W-w...why is he looking at me like th-?"
"Rhydon~..." Cut off yet again by the horny Pokemon in front of them, they watched as he brought his other hand down to his testicles. He cupped the orange-sized orbs in his hand, rubbing them to further stimulate him, but that's not all he did...
"[Sniff sniff]...Master, do you smell that...?" Mr. Winslow was lost, staring at Rhydon masturbate almost eagerly while keeping his lusty eyes on him. His stroking sped up as his paw let his balls go and went further down...
Wait, he went under them. And the wettest schlick sound went off as he began pumping a claw down there...
"W-what...is he doing...?" Mr. Winslow couldn't help but be aroused by this display, as the smell of pheromones flooded his nostrils and made his own member throb in his lab pants. He bit his lip and stroked it through the fabric. As if being spurred on by this, Rhydon stopped stroking his cock and held up his testes so they could see...
A puffy and swollen vagina being fingered at a break-neck pace.
"Sir...I think I know what the "Castration Gun" did..." Jared muttered quietly, hands twitching as if fighting the strong urge to masturbate to this scene.
"W-what...?" Rhydon, to the best his body could do, plunged his entire hand inside, making his new reproductive organ clench around it and spew fem-cum all over his fist.
"Sir...?" Mr. Winslow was losing it; his pants were becoming undone by the passing moments as he stared at Rhydon-no his Rhydon-with unbridled desire. Rhydon opened his eyes-they closed when he came- before licking his lips at Winslow. Taking out his paw, he spread his pussy for him, ready to be taken.
"Jared...Go tell the others I'll be busy...for the next few hours..." Hearing this, Jared shivered while Rhydon cooed and purred, sounds a normal Rhydon would never make in any situation.
"R-right away...Sir..." Jared walked out the room in a hurry, breathing in fresh gulps of fresh, non-pheromone air. That was close...
Meanwhile, a Gardevoir was prowling through the forest, looking for a Berry Bush that wasn't being territorially guarded. She had been hungry for a while and today of all days wouldn't help her.
Suddenly, one of the normal bushes nearby shook violently, making her jump in fear that a predator was gonna attack her or...take advantage of her condition.
"G-garde...!?(W-who's there!?"She readied a MoonBlast in her hand as she cautiously stepped to it. It didn't shake anymore the closer she got, and no doubt if there was something there, it woulda been moved by her scent.
Looking inside, she didn't see any noticeable figures, but she did see a little something at the bottom of the shrubbery.
"Hmm...Weird...What's this...?" Picking up the object, she examined its toy-like appearance and weird-looking dials. Pointing the barrel at herself, she looked at the dials closely to try and read what they said...
Only to pull the trigger.
A bolt of plasmatic energy hit her square in the face, not causing her any pain but making her flinch all the same. She dropped it out of panic, scrambling away from it. Panting to calm her heart, Gardevoir glared at the toy gun.
"Gar...Gardevoir...(Well...I'm not hurt...)" Indeed, the bolt had not marred her face nor left any indications of contact whatsoever. It was almost as if it passed right through her...
Or maybe...It went-
But, she was cut away from her thoughts violently as she felt her labia throb violently, convulsing as if she was having orgasm after orgasm in quick succession without squirting. She doubled over, keeping above the ground with her shaking hands as she felt like passing out from all the shocking pleasure she was feeling all at once. It only last for about five minutes, however, and when she stood up again she felt sensitive down there. When Gardevoir felt around for anything that coulda caused it, she felt something poke her arm.
"G-g-g-g-gar...?(W-w-w-w-what...?)" She looked down, and began shaking in horror as she saw the new mating organ above her vagina. It throbbed in the cool air, leaking a dollop of pre-cum onto the grass under her. It was a little above average even among Gallades; fully erect at 7", it looked ready for a rutting. But not before long, the little toy gun spoke.
'DNA sample collected. Species: Gardevoir. Type: Fairy/Psychic. Arousal: Maximized.'
Well that explains why I'm hornier than before...
'Beginning cloning process.' Cloning? That was a new term in her books. The "Ray Gun" glowed bright at the end of the barrel before it emitted a light that shone too brightly for Gardevoir's retinas. She closed them while using her hands to defend herself just in case. When she stopped feeling warmth against her arms, she looked towards the little toy...
And thought she was looking in a mirror.
There, right next to the little toy gun that gave her a penis above her vulva, was another Gardevoir. She looked to be in the same predicament as her-in terms of genitalia-but the only difference was that her hair was a midnight blue. Her arms were still green, however.
"Um...Hi...?" she spoke, slightly confused. The blue-haired Gardevoir looked to her before-
"Hey, we gonna fuck or not? My pussy's killing me." It was apparent she was shameless, since she started jerking herself off without breaking down or moaning.
"...Uh..."
"Well?"
"But, I don't even know you..." The midnight-blue haired Embrace Pokemon rolled her eyes.
"Name's Geonna. What about you Miss Prissy?" The newly identified Geonna snarkily replied, folding her arms over her chest spike.
"Look, don't act like some spoiled brat in front of me. I don't have one!" Indeed, she once had a trainer that she cared about very much, but she left Gardevoir at the daycare center and "forgot about her". To this day, she doesn't know what she did to deserve such treatment...
"Oh, then I can name you then!" Geonna then adopted a thinking pose, tapping her chin to gather her thoughts on a name.
"I'm...sure I'll be better off-."
"How about 'Bitch'?"
"Excuse me!? I'm not a female Arcanine nor a Houndoom!"
"Right right, but you act bitchy... How about...'Bunny', like "Playboy Bunny"?"
"Do I LOOK like a lapine to you? In any case, none of my ancestors-."
"Okay, okay I get it. No Bunny... Hmmm...How about...'Geonna's Bitch'?" That put a smile on her face, but Gardevoir was not amused.
"You seriously want this brief acquaintance to end, don't you?"
"Hey, by the time what I plan is done, you might as well be. But I guess I can stop for now...Gloria..."
"See? That's better." The newly named Gloria smiled a little at Geonna, making the latter smirk before there was some beeping coming from the toy gun again.
"What's this thingie?" Geonna asked, picking the gun up. Gloria, remembering what it did to her, scrambled to get the gun out of the clone's hand. But, Geonna had thought Gloria was gonna attack her, so she shot her again with it. It hit her in the face, but that was it until Gloria came up and smacked it out her hand.
"Don't play with that...that thing! It made into...this!" Gloria pointed at her new cock, it throbbing in the cool air. Geonna looked at it casually before shrugging.
"So?"
"'So'!? I don't want this! I just want to be normal again, not some...freak..." Gloria suddenly felt the stress of everything happening so fast hit her. She plopped down on the ground, head in her knees as she began to cry. Geonna sighed; watching a Gardevoir cry will always make you sad as well. The midnight blue-haired Embrace Pokemon placed a hand on Gloria's shoulder, earning a tear-filled face before it was covered again.
The toy gun had registered the blast, but when Gloria smacked it...
"It'll be okay Glor. You'll figure it out..." The "freak" comment had hit her hard too.
"I-I-I-I just...want the D-day to be ove-ver..." Gloria sobbed into her thighs and arms, soaking them and her dress. Then, she felt another hand on her other shoulder.
"Don't worry; everything will be alright." That wasn't Geonna; it was too high-pitched and shy. Gloria, albeit with a hint of fear, looked up to see yet another Gardevoir, but her hair was pink.
"W-w-what do you m-mean...?" The grief-stricken Gloria asked.
The new Embrace clone moved her hair out of the way of her filed of vision before-with her fingertips pressing together-she responded. "I-I- mean.. I'm sure this'll go away soon... Like a b-bad dream..."
"What the pink-head said!" Another voice cried out, making Gloria jolt to see a navy blue-haired version of herself, but there was a simple difference between them. "I'm sure this is all just a dream and we'll all awake to see it's just you!"
Apparently she's more of a...courageous one...
This was even more-so as she came up to Geonna and started dancing with her.
"Come on girls! At least let's find out the good of this!" she yelled, Geonna smiling a little bit in her grasp.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes! Think about it: we could have an orgy with each other. And you better participate Gia." Miss Navy-Haired pointed at the pink-haired Embrace Pokemon, making her blush and shyly look away.
"T-t-that one time...I was just...s-scared okay...?" she responded, barely heard through the tense atmosphere.
"We are not having an orgy." A stern, feminine voice called from ahead of them. They all looked to see the bloodiest red-head they've ever seen. Lo and behold, she was a Gardevoir.
"What do you mean Gainelle?" Geonna asked, tilting her head "innocently".
"I mean what I said. We're not having an orgy if Gloria is like this." Gainelle spoke with revered anger but gentle concern as she gestured to Gloria. Said Gardevoir had bee regretting the position she took to cry, as it left her open to smell her arousal from the "Ray Gun". Now, she could barely cry without feeling like she needs about five cocks in her puffy mound.
"W-w-well..." Gloria spoke up, making the others turn to her. "It's... n-not a bad...I-idea..."
"See? I told you!" Gia exclaimed, picking Gloria up and bringing her in for a careful hug. The gun flashed again, getting all of their attention before yet another Gardevoir popped out, this time with purple hair. Her expression was one to quickly pick up on; if her swaying hips didn't say anything, Gloria didn't know what would.
"Hey guys~. What's this I hear about an orgy~?" The new Embrace clone asked, trying to subtly hug Gainelle. She was thrown off quite abruptively by the blood red-head.
"Don't even try it Gabe..."
"...Just how many of you is that gun gonna make...?" Gloria asked, having had enough of the "split-personality" look-alikes around her. The "Ray Gun" flashed once again, this time spewing out instead of revealing the next clone. The lump of light shot at the girls, making them scatter for cover. It came to a halt at the base of a tree, dimming to show a seventh Gardevoir in the Pokemon kingdom's position for submission. Seeing her present herself made the others either blush or look away, or in Gainelle's case shake their head.
"M-m-must~..." The Gardevoir spoke, standing up shakily...before she began to finger herself vigorously. She moaned loudly, throwing her white hair back, shamelessly gripping her other organ and began stroking that in a blur.
"Gardet, please!" Gainelle cried, about to throw a rage on the lust-driven, salacious Embrace Pokemon before them. Gardet looked back at Gainelle with an expression of utter most desire and need.
"P-p-please~...We...need...to have...t-t-this...orgy~..." Gardet looked ready to beg if she had to as she fell back onto the tree out of incalculable pleasure.
"As much as your... need... may demand it, we cannot just relax and have a bout of debauchery during Gloria's time of stress!" Gainelle countered, stomping over to Gardet to stop her. But before she could-
'Emotion cloning process: Complete. Initiating mass cloning process.' The "Ray Gun" announced, glowing white all over. The seven of them looked at the gun, hearts pumping for anything to happen-or in Gardet's case, orgasm. Its barrel grew brighter, shrouding the immediate area in a ruby glow before it dimmed immediately. Everyone's eyes were sorta blinded, rubbing them to adjust before
[FLAAAAASH!]
The "Ray Gun" burst out a white light so bright, the girls ceased their plight for sight and covered their eyes from the gun alight. It casted a warmth over them, feeling nice but Gainelle, being her, didn't find it enjoyable whatsoever. But poor Gia accidently tripped over a tree root, reflexively using a Light Screen.
The result was a light show.
Residents of Lilycove reported sights of a bright dome of light coming from the western route, but the Lilycove Police Department denied this and continued their off-day.
Back in the forest, the girls were taking over anywhere they could feel around. But since they didn't have their eyes open for light to get through, they didn't notice that the show was over. This was furthered as Gloria felt around the tree line and bumped into someone.
"Sorry..."
"No it's fine." That voice...sounded just like her...Gloria uncovered her eyes, coming face-to-face...
With herself.
Unlike the others, this one was a living replica of her. To test, she moved her right arm out, the clone doing the same. She put one foot forward, the clone doing it too. They did more things like this until Gloria tried to do a stance involving her legs and ended up stirring her vulva again. She doubled over in pleasurable shock, getting on her hands and knees.
"Oh, let me help you." The clone Gloria said, reaching down. Gloria reached to take her hand, but she went past it, confusing the original before she saw that the hand was heading for her over-aroused nether lips.
"W-wait, I-!" She was cut off as the clone fit her small hand into Gloria's pussy, making her see stars from how sensitive she was.
"I said let me help you~...That's what we're all here for..." Gloria didn't catch that and looked up to tell the clone so...
Only to look around and see that there wasn't just one clone of her.
The whole side of the forest had what looked like hundreds of clones of Gloria just standing there masturbating. Fingers on members or plunged deep into vaginas, they were doing. They looked like an army ready to charge...Just waiting on a command...
"So...Wanna have some fun that'll make the region quake~?" The clone in her pussy asked. Trying ot think about it was out of the question, as she was steadily losing her right mind.
"...okay..." Gloria whispered, blushing that she was actually agreeing to have an orgy.
"Sorry, didn't hear ya."
"I said yes...Yes, we can have it." In an instant, the crowd of Gloria's cheered before they all turned to each other and smirked. The other clones with different hair also turned to each other. Gloria couldn't believe it...
A all-Gardevoir orgy was about to happen...
The whole region was under a heavy blanket...A blanket of pleasure. No one could explain it; at precisely 3:36 in the afternoon, everyone, humans and Pokemon alike doubled over in pleasure, feelings of lust, desire, and so...much...need...for release.
Scientists, under great hormonal stress, hypothesized that there was a Psychic-type or multiple of them experiencing great pleasure. Somewhere in Hoenn, they assumed, there would be a lot of moaning...
"L-let's all hope...this'll be over s-s-soon~..." one scientist said to a reporter, kneeling over his examination table with his hand in his pants. His poor assistant was also desperately horny, flat-out fingering herself in a corner.
They weren't the only ones in need; Pokemon everywhere, domestic or wild, where finding ways of release. Some mated with others, others jacked off. Even a horny Zangoose female had a bout with a male Seviper. It seemed sex brought the familiarities of any species.
Either that or she felt like she needed two dicks in her nether holes...
They weren't the only ones who did something similar; in forests, there were loud howls of Mightyena and Poochyena packs howling to the sky as they all had their own orgy; in the arid regions, Trapinchs were engaged in a Pokemon Centipede; under water, aquatic Pokemon engaged in sex like land mammals, females quickly being sought out to be rutted-a Wailord even had the audacity to seek out a female one and mount her; even in the air, bird Pokemon and Flying-types engaged in air sex, sending their speedy releases to the ground below...
Where is it all coming from...?
In Lilycove, all of the residents were hit the hardest, having orgasms until they passed out. The cause was the purple, translucent barrier in the route.
Inside, there was...
was...
...Just how many groups are there!?
There was a group for everything; a daisy chain of Gardevoirs by the tree line, eating each other out ferociously; a line-up of them in the bent-over position; Geonna getting gang-banged; Gainelle lording over some of her own; Gia having slow, passionate sex with one while at least seven other Gloria clones hovered over them, members ready to spew; and Gardet & Gabe psychically bound to a tree, legs spread for any takers.
Gloria was in heaven. She could feel her heat steadily cool down as her puffy mound was being pounded by one of her clones, mounted on her like a feral mutt. As she ate out a clone in front of her, she jerked off her new cock vigorously, trying to hit release there.
"Ah ah ah~..." The clone that was busy fucking her right in the pussy snatched her hand away, almost making her stop her oral stimulation to the Gloria clone in front of her. But when she felt a pressure there, she stopped whining...
This...wasn't such a bad idea...
'Damn right it wasn't...' The sound of Gabe's voice in her head made her mumble incoherent words into the vagina she was kissing. I have to agree with her, Gloria thought, as she felt the clone's walls clamp down on her tongue in a vice. She's close to release, so Gloria decided to amp it.
Psychic-types derive most of their power from the mind, and a capable one can use their own power to tweak with a target's senses, such as touch, smell or hearing. But there were some hidden properties to it...
"MMMMMPH~~!" The clone in front of her was feeling drugged on lust as she felt her sensitivity to pleasure turn up to borderline pain. All she needed was a simple push now and she'd explode all over herself. Gloria was happy to provide her as she brought one of her free hands to the clone's anus, circling the hole but not penetrating. Non-verbally begging for it, the clone pushed back against her, trying to get the finger in her.
Gloria, lost in her pheromone-addled mind, kept the teasing up. But she'd soon regret it as she felt a harsh smack collide with her own ass. To the best of her ability, she looked back at the clone fucking her pussy.
"Don't stall; I'll spank you harder and keep you from cumming." Well that was a very sufficient threat. Gloria shoved her finger inside, settling in with half of her hand sticking out awkwardly.
"AHHHHHHH~~!" The first climax of the orgy started, making everyone look to Gloria. The clone in front of her clenched up everywhere, curling into a ball before she spurted out a jet of thick cum from her penis. It arched in the air while her abused mound dilated and sent out a clear rush of fem-cum onto Gloria's face.
Another thing about Psychic-types is that whenever they cum, there's a chance that anyone in the surrounding area will immediately have one with it. The ones inflicted could be fresh out of bed, groggy from pulling an all-nighter or even while they slumber.
So that effect came into play, blanketing the surrounding area in an orgasm flank. Such a chain reaction from one Psychic-type to almost half a thousand can trigger one of the rarest things on planet Earth
Region-Gasm.
In every nook, cranny and crevice, in every town, city and village, on every route, sea-ride and island, humans and Pokemon in and near the Hoenn region keeled over as they had a powerful orgasm, some girls somehow losing their hymens from how much force was put into such a feeling. Every human had one familiar thought-they were gonna pay the washer and dryer a quick visit. All the Pokemon merely panted as their afterglows started, still horny enough to restart their bouts with each other.
Back near Lilycove, all the Gardevoirs were passed out surprisingly, having made themselves so overcharged on pleasure their minds couldn't handle it. But there was one...Just one awake...
"Gotta...get us to...saf-fety..." Gainelle was nearing unconsciousness, but she fought it for the sake of her clone sisterhood and Gloria. With the last of her own power, and with some collaborative Draining Kiss's, she used a Psychic like no other. The surrounding forest around them glowed a cyan blue, similar to her own eyes-even the ground beneath her. There was a quaking shifting the area around, but Gainelle held her position and didn't lose focus before her objective was finally cooperating...
In Sootopolis City, most of the inhabitants were passed out or nearing their own black-outs. Juan, the Sootopolis Gym Leader, was leaning against a window in the Gym's upper floors-which served as the residual quarters. His vision blurred in and out of focus as he looked outside, barely even able to see the looming mass in the sky begin its descent...
'After...s-such a blanket of p-pleasure circulating throughout the Hoenn...region...We have...eyewitness reports of a mass...of l-land floating into the sky... near Sootopolis City...Here's...an overview...' The female reporter was having visible problems keeping consciousness as she signaled the cameraman to shift F.O.V. for the audiences still watching.
It showed an overview of Sootopolis City and some Water-type Pokemon KO around the entrance. Next to the city was an island that looked like it had been ripped from the Earth...
'Reports show that the new land mass...near Sooto...is from the route West of Lilycove...and...we really can't put it back, can we...?' She laughed dryly, still trying to stave off from passing out while she did her job. 'So...it is my pleasure to announce that...the new land mass...shall be named...Lily Island...This is Rebecca...Swatson...signing off to take a damn nap.' And like that, she passed out, the cameraman going off the air before he succumbed to his fatigue.
Back at the lab, Mr. Winslow had been pounding his little Drill bitch with abandon, somehow not affected by the lust blankets or the Region-Gasm. As he plunged into the Rhydon's anus over and over again, he felt his last load of the day ready to burst out.
"I'm...g-gonna cum...again~..."
Like the slut for what he was-or created to be-Rhydon nodded eagerly, despite being so tired. His abused cunt was still dripped Winslow's seed as he was plowed from behind. He clenched as hard as he could, trying to milk him for everything he had.
This had worked a bit as Mr. Winslow started throbbing more often. Mr. Winslow, so close with his balls almost scrunched up to their climax, slowed his thrusts in exchanged for more power. At this, the table groaned more as the weight was constantly shifted in a back-and-forth motion.
Soon, Mr. Winslow bottomed out in Rhydon's ass before he cried out as loud as he could, not caring who heard. Jared had long-ago passed out on the floor. His seed gushed out, being emptied all the way to the last drop into Rhydon. The Drill Pokemon only laid there under him, taking it all.
But the funniest thing happened...
When Mr. Winslow's orgasm pewtered out, he pulled back and fell on his ass, tired from all those times he came. Rhydon looked back at him, ass still raised and letting the seed from both holes drip onto the table. His lips was bit before his eyes dilated and he froze. This did not go unnoticed by Winslow.
"Huh...? What's...up Rhydon...?" He received no response, but the Drill Pokemon suddenly got off the table, grabbing Winslow off the floor, unable to keep up with these fast actions, he was slow to react to Rhydon throwing him across the room, growling as if in anger.
As Mr. Winslow landed on his back, he began to think one thought...
Oh...shit...
Sorry that I broke my role, this kinda got interesting.
But sadly, this was my first-ever written orgy and I've yet to improve. Some constructive criticism would help me greatly.
Maybe in another, I'll do better.
Anyone who reads this- I have an idea of doing a M Human with a M Darkrai. I'm not sure what could go down so...
This could be the chance of someone seeing some human tops.
Just an idea.
Moncheli!