Pokemon Porn Story: The Incident at Hyperiyama by Rakuen Growlithe

Pokemon Porn Story: The Incident at Hyperiyama by Rakuen Growlithe

Disclaimer: I do not own pokémon and associated content. This story is mine, however. This story contain scenes of sex, both between pokémon and pokémon on human, and a number of fetishes so do not read if this offends you or you are under-age. If you do then it’s not my problem.

Simon stretched his arm up, making sure he got a good grip on the edge of the rock, and pulled himself up. Once he had one arm over the edge it was a simple matter to drag the rest of his body along.
“Whew, that was a little harder than I expected!” exclaimed Simon to himself.
He turned around to look at the view. Just in front of him was a cliff edge, one he had spent the last half hour climbing, and below that a thick forest which thinned in the distance before the landscape transformed to city. Simon admired the scenery, taking a camera from behind him to capture the vista, before giving his tired hands a chance to recover.

Simon was a pokémon photographer and had decided to climb the cliff to see whether he could find any rare pokémon on the slopes of Hyperiyama, the mountain that shadowed his home city. The pokémon of Hyperiyama were almost totally unknown as the mountain’s base was composed of sheer cliffs which repelled all but the most dedicated travellers.

Once he was feeling fit again, Simon stood up, adjusted his backpack and camera and set off into the unknown. He didn’t have any pokémon of his own to protect him and instead had a number of repel sprays clipped to his belt in case he was attacked. The higher slopes of the mountain that he found himself on now were not all that steep but were also quite heavily wooded and, although quiet, he couldn’t shake the feeling that was being watched.

“Hehehe.”
Simon spun around, eyes panning as he attempted to locate the source of the giggle.
“I know you’re there!” called out Simon, “Show yourself!”
In the forest his voice sounded weak and, combined with the knowledge that someone was watching him, did nothing to bolster his confidence. The way the giggle had seemed to come from all directions was too spooky for Simon and his hand slowly strayed down to grip his repel spray. Simon was surprised when his hand just patted his waist but a hurried search only confirmed that his repels were all missing.
“Hehehehe. Have you lost something?”
The ghostly voice sounded feminine and mocking. Simon was now scared. Whoever the voice belonged to had managed to stay completely undetected and steal his repels from his belt.
“I don’t want any trouble,” Simon said, “I just came here to take some pictures. If you don’t want me here I’ll leave.”
Although he was trying to hide his fear, his voice was quivering. There was no reply to his statement and so he turned to go back the way he had come, only to be stopped immediately.

Hovering at about head height, in front of Simon, was a small pink pokémon; a mew.
“You can’t leave!” protested the mew, “You don’t want to miss the party do you?”
“M-m-m-m-mew!” Simon exclaimed, stumbling backwards in shock.
Although he had hoped to find a rare pokémon on Hyperiyama he had never expected to find the legendary mew, rarest pokémon of all. The mew seemed to ignore his astonishment and flew closer, leading to Simon accidentally falling onto his backside.
“I don’t see too many humans around here,” observed Mew.
“I-I don’t see too many mew…” replied Simon, still too shocked to think clearly.
Mew floated around Simon in short bursts, looking curiously at him from all angles.
“No flash photography,” she joked, pointing to his camera which glowed briefly before vanishing.
“B-b-b-b,” stammered Simon.
“No buts.”
A few seconds later she spoke again, “I think you’ll do just fine.”
Mew gave a smile, her eyes closed and tail flicking back and forth.
“Just fine for what?” queried Simon.
“My toy for the party of course!” declared Mew.

Mew’s eyes flashed for a second and Simon felt himself pushed down by an invisible force. She descended slowly to sit on his chest, her tail stretched out behind her where it began attempting to undo Simon’s pants.
“Hey! You can’t do this! I don’t like pokémon this way!” protested Simon.
“Are you sure?” asked Mew.
She had her legs spread, leaving her pink cunt exposed. She reached down with one paw and gently began to rub her flesh.
“You might think you don’t like pokémon this way,” she countered, “but I assure you you will have a very different opinion by the end of tonight.”
“Eww gross!” Simon shouted as Mew pulled her now-dripping paw from between her legs and smeared her juice over his nose.
Despite his protestations he couldn’t help noticing that mew smelled quite nice. In fact the more he breathed of it, guaranteed with her juices where they were, the more he found himself enjoying the smell, until he felt his manhood stirring in his pants.
“I see you’re already starting to enjoy it,” grinned Mew.
Her tail had obviously just been playing earlier as now it had his pants open in just a few well-coordinated movements. Simon gasped as the rare pokémon’s tail wrapped itself firmly around his dick and began to squeeze in pulses.

“Don’t stop…” whined Simon when Mew’s tail left his throbbing member.
“Oh, I’m not nearly ready to stop.” chuckled Mew. “In fact I’ve only just begun.”
Her eyes flashed again a tight cock-ring appeared in her paw. She quickly snapped it shut around Simon’s length, making him gasp as it gripped the base of his member.
“That will stop you from cumming before you’re meant to,” explained Mew. “After I get you all ready we have a bit of travel time before we reach the party.”
While she was talking, Mew conjured what looked to Simon like a small dildo and gave it a few thrusts in her cunt.
“Ah! That’s tight!” exclaimed Simon, sitting up and grabbing his crotch.
“Mrrr… quiet now, pet,” commanded Mew, taking the small dildo and pushing it into his mouth.
Simon gagged a little as it filled his mouth, sliding all the way to the beginning of his throat. Before he had a chance to remove it Mew had floated around behind his head and strapped it in place.
“You better learn to give a blow-job quickly.” Mew informed him. “To make it easier on you I’ve given you a nice, tasty gag to suck.”
Mew clicked her fingers and, to Simon’s shock and embarrassment, his clothes were torn in two and fell off of him.

Again Mew pounced Simon, pushing him down with ease. Although he struggled against the small pokémon, he quickly found that Mew compensated for her small stature with her incredible psychic powers. Those powers held him down on his back and bent his legs together while holding his arms up in the air.
“Do you know how to walk on four legs?” inquired Mew.
Simon tried to say something but it was impossible for him to speak with the fake cock filling his mouth.
“I didn’t think so.” she continued. “Luckily I’m a kind mistress and will help you learn.”
From out of thin air she pulled a pair of blue latex mitts, which she pulled over Simon’s hands. The mitts were far too small and the material contracted around the human’s hands, forcing them into two, fingerless balls. Mew then shifted her attention to his legs, conjuring a latex sheath for each, in matching blue to the mitts, and slid them on. Just like the mitts, the latex sheath pulled tightly around Simon’s legs, preventing him from straightening them.
“My good little can walk properly now, can’t he?” giggled Mew, rolling Simon over.
Simon got to his hands and knees, eyes wide with fear as the mew seemed to be eyeing him for new modifications.

“You’re going to make such a cute ride!” squealed Mew, giving Simon’s head a pat.
Simon had sinking feeling when Mew called him a ride and that feeling was only justified when she conjured a blue latex latex saddle. Simon could tell it was a saddle but it didn’t look very much like a normal saddle which you would use to ride a ponyta. Before he had much time to consider it, Mew lifted the saddle and placed it on his back. Simon shook his head, he refused to be the Mew’s ride, and reared up, throwing the saddle off.
“Bad boy!” scolded Mew, conjuring a riding crop and giving his rear a few quick lashes.
Simon yelped as each strike left a red mark on his skin and made his butt sting.
“Bad pets get punished. And I’m sure you don’t want that, do you?”
Simon was still wincing from the whipping and didn’t risk misbehaving a second time as he felt the saddle placed on his back again. The saddle was actually quite comfortable, having being filled with a gel that moulded to fit his back, but he still felt the weight like the reality of the shame bearing down on him.
The saddle had a normal girth, which Mew secured first, but there was a second strap to stop the saddle moving forwards or backwards. The front part formed a ‘V’ which passed over Simon’s head to rest on his shoulders and met up with the back strap at his chest. The back strap passed through Simon’s legs and had a slit for his cock and balls, which Mew dutifully fitted through, but it completely covered his arsehole and filled it with a mounted dildo.
Simon grunted loudly as Mew shoved the cool dildo into his virgin hole. His butt was already hurting from the whipping and being suddenly filled only exacerbated the pain. There was now way to remove it though as Mew joined the two straps, making sure the dildo rested snugly inside her new pet’s rump.
“Don’t be such a baby.” scolded Mew. “You’re not the only one who will have something in their tail-hole this ride.”
The saddle on Simon’s back had another modification compared to the usual, the seat possessed two ribbed phalluses rising from its surface. Mew floated up above the saddle and positioned herself above them, one pressing at her already-dripping pussy and the other touching her puckered, pink tail-hole
“Ooooh yeah!” she gasped, sliding down until she was flush with the saddle, both of her holes gloriously stretched around the intruders.
Leaning forward Mew added the final touch, reigns connected to Simon’s cock-gag.
“Let’s go.”
Simon felt Mew’s dainty paws squeeze around his sides and began to crawl forward.

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Despite being fit and athletic Simon was in no way prepared to crawl around for hours and it didn’t take long before his whole body was covered in a thin film of sweat. His nostrils flared with every deep breath as he struggled to keep his muscles going. Mew would waste no time in lashing out at him for showing any sign of stopping and he had long since given up looking where he was going, instead focussing on continuing and letting the reins guide him.
“We’re almost there!” encouraged Mew, bouncing up and down in the saddle.
Relief flooded through Simon’s body as the chance of a rest began to approach. To his horror though, he found he couldn’t stop thinking about the mew on his back and the possibility of ramming his cock deep into her. The ring around his member had kept him hard the entire time, denying him relief from either orgasm or going flaccid. To make matters worse, Mew had been bouncing in the saddle most of the trip and her juices had run out, making the latex slick and surrounding Simon in a cloud of the Mew’s powerful pheromones.
“Through here,” commanded Mew, applying some pressure to the right rein.
Simon looked around, wondering where they had arrived. As he now saw it was hole in the side of the mountain, one that entered a short tunnel before coming out in the open again. Hyperiyama was an extinct volcano and Mew had ridden him into the caldera.
“This is where we meet every few weeks for a party,” Mew informed him, leaning forward to ruffle his short hair.

The ‘we’ Mew had been talking about were some of the rarer pokémon inhabitants. Inside the crater Simon noticed a number of them taking notice of Mew and him, probably because of her scent. Simon’s face flushed red with shame. He was a human being and here he was, naked and being ridden in by a pokémon whose juices were literally coating the whole saddle. Mew noticed their audience as well but reacted differently, riding Simon in circles, showing him off to all the assembled pokémon.
“Lift your heard up!” she scolded. “Show them you’re proud to be my pet.”
Simon was anything but proud to be paraded around like he was but he knew better than to refuse the mew.

After she was satisfied that everyone had had a chance to see her new conquest, Mew led Simon a fallen tree, covered with cool, soft moss.
“Stop pet.”
She pulled the reins and brought Simon to a stop before dismounting, letting out a long, deep moan of pleasure as the saddle dildo’s slid from her depths.
“Wow that felt good. I should travel like that more often. It’s a bit slow but infinitely more rewarding than flying.”
Simon shook his head, scared that if she decided to travel like that more he’d never get to go free again. He was hoping he was being released after transporting Mew but all she did was remove the saddle, a great relief for his aching bum, before sitting down on the log.
“I’m going to remove your gag,” she told him, “but you are forbidden from speaking. If I want you to speak I will tell you. Understand?”
Simon nodded, not having much choice in the matter.
“Good boy.”
When the gag was removed Simon couldn’t help but gasp. His jaws had been forced wide for so long that they were aching worse than ever before. To his embarrassment there was also a rush of drool that accompanied the removal of the gag, his tongue having been trapped the last few hours.

“I’m sure your tongue is tired after that long trip,” sympathised Mew, “so because I’m so generous I’ll give you a chance to get some life back into it.”
She stretched a pink foot and tapped his nose with it.
“Lick it.”
Simon was too worn out to resist and just leaned forward, his mouth opening as he did so, and let his tongue stroke the mew’s delicate feet. To his surprise they didn’t taste bad at all, he guessed it was because she seldom walked. Her sweet juices had run down the inside of her legs as well and had spread over her smooth paw pads. Simon was shocked to find that he was starting to enjoy himself and began to lick up the fluid trails.
“Nu-uh,” scolded Mew, pushing Simon back with the other foot. “No going higher until you’re finished with my feet.”
Simon frowned, wanting to taste more, to get closer to the dripping mound between her legs, but knew he would only be allowed that once she was satisfied. To get a better position, Simon was forced to bend down slightly before he took the tip of one of Mew’s feet into his mouth. It pleased him that he could hear her purring happily and giggling as his tongue slid up between her toes. A deeper chuckle broke Simon from his reverie and he turned to see a ninetales watching him intently.

The knowledge that he was being watched made Simon think about ridiculous he looked, bent over on his hands and knees while sucking a pokémon’s feet. Mew glared at the ninetales when Simon ceased his sucking and took a hold of her pet’s head.
“Time for your reward,” muttered Mew, more irritably than was appropriate for her words.
Simon scarcely had time to react before Mew pulled him, face-first, into her cunt. In an instant he was overwhelmed with the strong scent of her heat, making him light-headed in seconds. This time, as his face was smeared with Mew’s sexual fluids, he didn’t feel the same disgust as when it had first happened but instead lapped at her warm folds. Mew purred loudly, her toes curling in pleasure as her human licked deep in her love tunnel. It wasn’t long before she let go, throwing her head back and gasping as she splattered Simon’s face with her clear orgasmic juices.

“S-sit…” panted Mew, half-heartedly pushing an unwilling Simon back.
Reluctantly he complied, licking his lips with a dazed expression on his face.
“Well you seem to be having fun,” observed the ninetales, walking up to Mew.
“Mrrr… and you almost broke my spell over him,” replied Mew.
“You got him back under control though,” countered Ninetales.
“Maybe I’ll get control of you too,” she grinned.
“I don’t think I’d mind terribly, but I’m too familiar with your scent. It doesn’t have that much power over me now.”
“So you say… I see my saddle is clean now, though.”
“Er… yeah.” The ninetales looked a bit sheepish but went on, “A human is certainly an exotic attraction but will he be able to cope with all you will no doubt want with him?”
“Probably not,” admitted Mew, “so that’s where you come into it.”
“Oh?”
Mew smiled down at Simon, who was still mesmerised by the pokémon’s scent, then switched her telepathy to target only Ninetales as she explained her plan.

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“I want you to entertain all the pokémon that will be coming, Sweety.” cooed Mew, floating just above the ground and looking into Simon’s eyes. “That might be a little harsh on you, though, so Ninetales has agreed to help me prepare you.”
Simon looked at the leering Ninetales and couldn’t help but feel that something was off. Try as he might, he could not seem to get his mind to focus, it continually jumped from thought to distracting thought. Mew smiled at him floated up, pressing her cunt over Simon’s nose for a few seconds on her way.
“Let’s start,” she said to Ninetales. “While he won’t resist.”
Ninetales nodded his assent and his fanned his tails behind him, his eyes started to glow as he called upon the ancient powers gifted to the ninetales. Beside him, Mew’s eyes also began to glow as she mixed her own psychic and magical gifts with her vulpine accomplice’s.

Simon felt a strange coolness seem to spread over his body. He knew something important was happening but all he seemed able to notice were the glowing eyes focussed on him. As time wore on the rest of the world become blurred and darker until he was consumed by the eyes, seeming to rotate around him and yet view him from all directions at once.
“W-what’s… Is something… happening? Mmm… Feels cold… Pretty lights…”
With Mew’s musk still permeating his mind and twisting it to her will he mumbled every thought as it came into his thought. It was barely even hypnosis and not at all a psychic trick, just the near-irresistible scent of Mew bending all of Simon’s instincts to want to please her.

From the outside it was obvious that Simon was undergoing some form of transformation. At first the latex bindings which Mew had placed on him began to shimmer before they liquefied and began to creep over his skin. It was not long before Simon’s entire form was encased in a thin layer of transparent, blue latex. Although it covered his face there was no sign that it was interfering in his breathing in any way, Mew and Ninetales’ magic was taking care of that.

After the latex had engulfed him, Simon’s body itself began to change. There was no look of pain on his face, yet he began to move then spasm as he reformed. His balled fists melted together, changing into paws, his face began to bulge out to form a muzzle and his legs shrunk and rotated until they were shaped like the legs of any quadruped. After another violent jerk his rear bulged out and lengthened to form a tail that rivalled his body length.

With all the shape changes made Simon no longer looked human but he had the form of a sleeping vaporeon. His transformation still had further to go and finally the latex that had cocooned him began to merge with him. All along the surface of his body, both inside and out, he became living latex, his organs, muscle and bone dissolved and filled him out with the same gel that had provided the saddle with its shape. Completely reformed to a toy that fitted Mew’s desires Simon awoke again as Mew and Ninetales came out of their magical trance.

“Uhhh… What just happened?” queried Simon.
“We got you all ready.” grinned Mew. “What do you think of your new form?”
Simon gave a yelp of shock as he noticed what he was now.
“B- I- You can’t!” he protested.
“We just did,” chuckled Ninetales, “and I think you’re all the better for it.”
Simon’s eyes went wide as he not only heard but understood the pokémon’s words.
“I’ve made you a toy,” explained Mew. “You can tolerate a lot more before feeling pain but all sensations of pleasure are enhanced. You’re also made of rubber, so you no longer need to eat. Your human self is long gone, only your consciousness is bound to this form. You could live forever if you want, but the rubber will degrade with time. To keep it fresh you need absorb cum, something that won’t be a problem tonight.”
Simon stood panting, or at least mimicking the motions of panting, as he tried to take in all that Mew had just told him. While he was thinking about it he noticed he was starting to drool fairly heavily. He gave a meep and swallowed but soon realised the same slick fluid was leaking from beneath his tail.
“Don’t worry about that.” said Mew. “Your new body knows what it’s for and will constantly keep itself lubed. It’s the same as my fluid, so it should make it easy for you to get your dose of cum.”
She gave a giggle then swatted his rump.
“Now let’s get you broken in.”

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Although he was now a rubber vaporeon, Simon still retained his senses, so when Mew brought a sticky paw from between her legs and rubbed it over his nose he started to lose his resistance again.
“Come on boy,” called Mew, holding her paw just out of reach as she led Simon to a group of waiting pokémon.
Simon was barely aware of where he was going, his mind solely focussed on the pheromone soaked paw leading him forward. He whined, trying to lick at it but always falling short as Mew giggled and pulled it away.

All of a sudden Mew stopped Simon closed his mouth over her paw, smiling in bliss as he sucked on it for the enticing fluids. Distracted by the tasty paw, Simon did not notice the first pokémon, raikou, approach him from behind. Raikou towered over the vaporeon his thick shaft jutting out beneath his body. With the combined musk of both Mew and Simon thick in the air, Raikou needed no foreplay to arouse him and he got straight to the point. Simon let out a yelp as he pinned beneath the heavy thunder dog. He didn’t feel pain as it thrust in, only a rewarding sensation of fullness as his body was stretched around it, maintaining a tight hold over the mating pokémon.

Raikou pulled back before thrusting a second time and then beginning to pump without hesitation. Simon gasped and was thrown back and forth with each mighty thrust. His body dripped it’s lube freely, sticking to every surface but almost reducing all friction. As Raikou trailed thick paths of burning pre through Simon’s bowels, the rubber vaporeon moaned in pleasure. The warmth spread throughout Simon’s body stimulating him to ooze more and clouding his mind in a haze of lust.

“Oooh!”
Mew squirmed, her sex aching as she watched Raikou having his way with her newly made toy. Simon was semi-transparent and as he was bred Mew could watch the shadow of Raikou’s cock plunging deep into the boy.
“Need some help with that?” inquired Ninetales.
Mew reluctantly looked away from Raikou’s knot, popping in and out of Simon’s tail hole, and looked at the fire fox. Her eyes roamed from his silken furred ears to the dripping, pink dick between his legs. With a grin she grabbed his head pressed it tightly against her pussy.
“Lick me, you slut!” she cried, tail convulsing behind her.
Ninetales was more than happy to comply and eagerly lapped at her moist tunnel. As he worked between her legs, his face fur steadily became soaked in Mew juice and his cock ached until he could take it no longer.
“Get down, bitch!” he barked out. “It’s time I gave you the humping you deserve.”
Mew just smiled as she floated beneath the handsome fox, ready to take his cock. Mew’s ideas were not the same as Ninetales and the fox yipped with surprise as he was suddenly flipped over onto his back and felt the pinch of a cock ring below his knot.
“Now I take you cock on my terms,” Mew declared.
“Why you!”
Mew ignored Ninetales snarls and thrust herself down. Her nether lips parted as they met fox dick and hungrily consumed all that they could. Once she reached her limit, Mew had engulfed three quarters of the ninetales’ member but the missing portion didn’t bother her in the slightest. Ninetales was there for Mew’s pleasure now and she paid him no mind as she bounced on his shaft. Her cunt had an iron grip as it pulsed around Ninetales’ length yet even with the dripping tool in her she wanted more. Her long tail curled around to her back door and soon began to piston into her rear in time with Ninetales’ cock.
“Aaaah! Yessss!”
Mew let out a scream of pleasure as her small body was overwhelmed by an orgasm. Below her, Ninetales winced as the psychic pokémon squeezed the life from his penis. He was panting hard, unable to orgasm with the ring around his cock, when she floated up, her vaginal juices cascading from her vulva to drench the fox’s fur.
“You aren’t a bad ride, foxy.” she mewed, wrapping her legs around his muzzle.

As Raikou pulled his knot free, Simon crawled back to his feet, panting heavily. He was glad there was discomfort after taking the dog pokémon’s large knot but he could feel his stomach was already full with the legendary’s cum. A shadow above him made Simon look and see a female lugia slowly descended. She landed with an earth-shaking thud in front of him, sitting with her legs wide to show her rose-tinged pussy. Simon looked up in wonder at her sex, which was almost the same size as he was, and wondered how he could possibly please her.
“Up here,” advised a Lucario, walking up to the pair and patting Lugia’s clit, a short way above Simon’s head.
The happy coo Lugia gave at the pat put confidence in Simon that he could manage and so he reared up, resting his paws against her folds as he began by nuzzling her clitoris. While Simon was focussing his attention on pleasing the massive female in front of him, Lucario had no intention of waiting and lifted Simon’s smooth, latex tail out of the way. The vaporeon looked back in surprise; a mistake, as when Lucario slid his cock up Simon’s tail hole he lost his footing on Lugia’s slick labia and fell forward.

Lugia flexed her wings giving a shriek of delight as Simon fell forward and buried the front half of his body inside her love tunnel. Lucario had no interest in Simon’s predicament and just started to thrust in smooth, yet firm strokes. Each thrust sent Simon’s smooth body slipping back and forth in the Lugia’s sex. Simon himself was less blasé about the entire affair and squirmed as years of instinct told him to escape the warm, wet confines that now held him tight. Luckily for him his transformation had made breathing unnecessary as the Lugia’s grip and Lucario behind him left him no where to go. Simon felt Raikou’s large load sloshing in his belly, being added to by Lucario’s pre. Lugia tried to restrain herself, not wanting to hurt anyone in the throes of passion, but she could feel her orgasm rapidly approaching. The feeling of a vaporeon squirming in her cunt was better than anything she had ever experienced before and when she could no longer hold back she jumped into the sky, feeling a tinge of regret as Simon slid free but shortly afterwards showering both him and Lucario with her juices as she orgasmed above them. Lucario looked up at what seemed to be the best close-up ever and took a firm grip on Simon’s hips, hilted inside him and added his cum to Raikou’s.

Mew walked up to Simon and gently pushed against one of his sides.
“Roll over for me?”
Simon complied with a groan as his swollen belly wobbled a bit with cum. Mew ran a paw along his slick, juiced skin and undid his cock-ring.
“You’ve been a good boy for me,” she cooed. “Good boys get to cum.”
Simon let out a deep moan as Mew’s paw brushed over his cock. With the ring preventing him from cumming he had got so close so many times that his dick was aching with the need to release its load.
“Easy there,” commanded Mew, lifting her paw as the rubbery vaporeon tried to hump against it. “Ninetales! Come!”
Also dazed from the smell of Mew’s sex, Ninetales slowly made his way to Simon and Mew.
“I’ll let you cum too,” offered Mew. “You want that?”
Ninetales gave a whine and nodded. He hadn’t been chastised as long as Simon had but he too was aching for release.
“Then you’ll help Simon by licking his rump clean,” she declared, “and I’ll replace your cock-ring so you get something to hump.”
True to her word, Mew used her power on the ring which was clasped around the base of Ninetales’ dick and transformed it into a portal. The mate of that portal appeared just behind Ninetales and the male fox gave a yip of surprise as he felt his own shaft slide down into his rear.

“Look at the little vixen-boy!” Mew mocked, loud enough to catch the attention of the other pokémon in the area.
When they turned to face Mew they saw Ninetales with his lips on Simon’s blue anal star and his hips thrusting at the air. The Ninetales skin flushed under his silvery fur as he felt everyone’s eyes on him. He was usually the dominant partner and he felt humiliated as he licked at another male’s rear, especially with the pokémon that knew him watching. At the same time his rear stung as he humped himself, his tight hole making him murr lustily and hump more, unable to help himself.

Mew smirked down at the humiliated fox. She was sitting next to Simon and one of her paws was gently sliding up and down over the bulge of his belly. She could see the shame in Ninetales eyes but he was now under the spell of her pheromones and couldn’t resist. She knew she had kept Simon on the edge for longer than he could really take so soon and so, as his moans increased with Ninetales lapping at his bum, she wrapped her paw around his cock and pointed it down at Ninetales face.

Ninetales eyes widened as he looked at the dick staring right at him and knew what was about to come. Simon’s latex body tensed up as his orgasm built up and then his balls pulled tight against his body and shot their seed from his tip. His length pulsed in Mew’s paw, sending waves of creamy vaporeon jizz cascading over Ninetales. The fox folded his ears back in shame but Mew poked at his mind, unknown to him, and pushed him into his own orgasm. He gave a bark of pleasure, gaining a mouthful of cum in the process, as his hips plunged forward and lodged his knot in his rump. He felt each squirt of cum leaving his dick and warming his bowels before he collapsed, exhausted and overwhelmed with the physical sensations.
“Good pets,” Mew murred, smiling at her cum-covered, hypnotised slaves.

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“You be a good boy and stay here,” Mew said to Simon. “I’ll come and get you in a few days time. For now I’ve got to train my girl how to behave.”
She giggled and whipped Ninetales’ rump with a riding crop. The once-proud fox was dressed in a pink, latex thong and muzzled with a pink latex sheath that only had an opening for his nose. He was also blindfolded, but Mew was seated on the back of his neck, crop in hand, to make sure he went exactly where she wanted. Ninetales gave a muffled whip as he felt the sting of the crop and then began to walk.

Simon twisted to roll over and watched Mew ride away on Ninetales, feeling slightly disappointed as her smell grew weaker. He barely had time to dwell on that, however, as he heard heavy footsteps behind him and Mew’s softer scent was replaced by a much stronger, harsher musk. A lonely dragonite had been watching him, Mew and Ninetales and now wanted a part of the action. The dragon pokémon bent over, gripped Simon’s shoulders, lifted him up and then thrust the former human onto his dripping cock. Simon gave a yelp of pain as his rubber body struggled to adjust so quickly to the massive pole of flesh that had just been buried inside. Simon gasped, feeling himself stretched to the limit by the humongous pokémon. If he could have thought clearly he would have guessed that the dragonite’s cock was as thick as his tail, and he wouldn’t have been far off.

For a good ten minutes the Hyperiyama caldera was filled with the squeaking of lubed rubber on flesh. Dragonite was in no rush to cum and would slow down, even pause, whenever he felt himself getting too close. All the time he was leaking pre into Simon’s body, swelling the vaporeon beyond what would be possible if he were still made of flesh and bone. Finally the dragonite shoved his dick in to the hilt and threw his head back in an ear-splitting roar of passion. His fired off jets of dragon semen like a cannon, over and over as he emptied his massive balls. Each pulse of cum stretched Simon further, ballooning his belly until he looked like a bright blue beach-ball with limbs poking out. Now sated, Dragonite pulled Simon off and flew away.
“Ohh….”
Simon could do nothing but moan now. His body felt warm as it started to absorb the huge amount of cum inside it. He was too swollen now for his legs to reach the ground and instead he just rested on his stomach, his weight pressing down on the load inside him and forcing some of it to ooze from his mouth and tail hole and collect in a puddle beneath him.

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