Story Notes:
Shinji mentioned to me that he has been hoping to find a good nidoking rule63 fic. So as a christmas present, and a thank you for taking one of my non-club-related requests, I decided to write it for him. As you can see, I missed Christmas. Oh well. Here it is. My second nidoking lemon...*clears throat* I make no money from this, I do not own pokemon. Gamefreak, Nintendo, and those guys *gestures vaguely* do. So yeah, don't sue me please.Neither is Spells-R-Us my creation, and as such it is copyright whatever pervert came up with it. God bless that sunovabitch. However, ClefairyTales Inc. is mine.
Generic Porn Title Number 1
At the sound of change clinking on the counter, the pokémon breeder mill cashier looks up from the skin
mag he had been discreetly reading under the counter. At first he can't see where the small pile of cash
came from, but then he leans over the counter and looks down. Looking up at him with a determined
expression is a small, thin boy with pure white hair and bright red eyes.
"Whadda ya want?" The cashier asks grouchily, quickly stowing the mag under the counter.
The boy points to the nido pen where about eight or so nidoran are playing under the watchful eyes of
their nidorina mother. "I'm ten years old and I want a nidoran. I want the littlest one. The one by the
nidorina."
The cashier scratches his head, "What da hell do you want da runt for?"
The boy's expression goes from determined to downright venomous. "Why wouldn't I want him?" He
asks angrily, then points to the pile of small bills and assorted change, "There's the money. What do I
have to do next to make him mine?"
The cashier gives the pile of money a quick glance, "Kid, de sign over on de pen says very clearly dat
dose nidoran dere are $150. Dis measly sum right here is probably about fordy dollars." The cashier
shakes his head, "This ain't some pet shop, kid. Deese pokémon have good pedigree and are stronger
dan your average pokémon. So, you can't buy them. Not unless you leave and come back with a
lot more money. If you can't den dat is just too damn bad."
The boy glares at him. "I'm not leaving without him."
The cashier watches in dumbfounded awe as the boy walks over to the pen, jumps over the side and
into the pen with the nidoran. Everybody knows that jumping into a group of nidoran while their mother
is watching is one of the dumbest things somebody can do, right up there with teasing a gyrados or
trying to steal a kangaskhan's baby out of her pouch. "What de hell do ya... dafuck?"
The cashier's jaw goes slack at the sight of the boy as he calmly walks through the nidoran and sits down
next to the nidorina who gently nuzzles the boy before going back to her vigil. The boy picks the runt up
and puts it in his lap, gently stroking it, careful of the horn. The boy smiles, "I'm not leaving without
him."
"Mack!" a burly man with a mustache shouts as he strides out of the back of the shop. "What the hell is
going on here?!"
The cashier throws up his hands, "I don't know! Dis kid comes in here demanding dat we give him a
nidoran for a measly forty dollars or so! When I tell him 'no' he climbs in da damn pen and says he won't
leave without da fricking runt!"
The big man looks the kid over, then turns back to the cashier with a shrug, "Then give it to him."
"What?!"
"You heard me, give the kid the nidoran." The manager says with a smirk, "We were going to release it
once it was weaned anyway because it won't be bought by any serious trainers or breeders. It's weak,
timid, and doesn't even have the Poison Point ability. Let the kid buy a bottle and some formula with
that money on the counter and the rest can be for the nidoran. We at least make a profit this way."
The man turns and starts walking back towards the back of the store while the cashier stares at him
dumbfounded. Before he disappears through the back door the manager adds, "And I don't want to see
that mag out again during store hours otherwise I'll shred it and use it to line the pidgey cages."
The cashier grimaces and turns to the kid who is grinning at him victoriously. "Fine, yo can keep de damn
nidoran. I'll go get yer damn bottle and formula."
The cashier storms off as the boy carefully climbs back over the pen walls with the nidoran cradled in his
arms. The nidoran looks up at him with a happy expression on its face. The boy smiles back, "My name is
Chip. Your name is King, because one day you are going to be a big, strong nidoking." He pauses and
frowns, "If you want to anyway. Do you want to be a nidoking?"
The nidoran nods energetically. The boy grins again, "Great!"
~0A0~
The alarm clock bursts into life on the nightstand, mercilessly screaming out that it was time to get up. A
pale hand appears from underneath the bedcovers to slap feebly at the nightstand as it searches for the
offending noisemaker. Finally it finds the alarm clock and silences the little bastard with a violent
pounding before sliding back under the covers as the owner of the hand attempts to get a few more
minutes of shut eye.
However, said attempt is in vain as the other occupant of the bed, a largish nidorino leaps to his feet
with an excited "Nido!" and then proceeds to 'gently' body slam his bunkmate. Repeatedly.
The human's arms and legs flail briefly, throwing the covers off himself and over the nidorino. The young
man then rolls out of the bed to escape the excited nidorino and lands with a thump on the carpeted
floor of the apartment. He chuckles as he sits up and brushes his long white hair out of his face. "I'm up,
I'm up. Sheesh, King. I know the stone is getting here today, but the mail won't get here until at least
this afternoon."
The nidorino tosses his head and snorts as he disentangles himself from the comforter. "NiDO."
"Whatever." Chip chuckles and stands up. Although taller than he was when he and King first came to be
together, the past ten years has brought Chip a lot more strength than height. Both he and King started
out as runts, but thanks to a rigorous self imposed regimen of workouts, vitamins, and lots of protein
shakes they can both hold their own against much larger opponents. King reaped the most benefit of
the regimen, so that when he finally evolved into a nidorino, he actually measured above average in
size. Chip on the other hand, is still far below average in size, about 4' 11".
Chip yawns as he makes his way out of the bedroom into the living room kitchenette combo. He
scratches himself through his boxers as he opens the fridge. "Lessee, we got... leftover ramen, half a jug
of almost spoiled milk, and something green that I think was at one point a baloney sandwich." He
glances over his shoulder at King who is sitting patiently by the small coffee table in front of the couch,
"Any of that sound good to you for breakfast?"
King shrugs, "Ino."
Chip takes out the jug of milk and gives the contents a sniff before making a face. "Okay, make that
spoiled milk. But it should be fine once we repasteurize it in the microwave and add the protein shake
powder." He pauses, "Hopefully."
King chuckles as Chip pours the milk into a couple oversized coffee mugs and places them in the ancient
microwave oven over the dishwasher. While they are heating he opens a cabinet and takes out a large
plastic jar of protein powder, a mortar and pestle, and a bottle of vitamins. He uses the mortar and
pestle to grind up several of the vitamins to pour into a couple plastic cups, which are quickly emptied
into the steaming mugs of milk that come out of the microwave not long after. A couple heaping scoops
of protein powder later, King and Chip have themselves each a tall mug of super-fortified, steaming hot
chocolate (spoiled) milk for breakfast.
They sip their brews in silence, then Chip chuckles, "You know, now that we aren't saving up for a
moonstone anymore, we can actually afford to eat things other than ramen and protein milkshakes. I for
one will not miss the ramen at all. And we can finally get some fresh milk, rather than the expired stuff
we get for free from Mr. Greensly."
King nods sagely in agreement. Suddenly his long ears perk up and swivel around to point towards the
front door. Chip raises a brow but doesn't take his eyes off King.
Then the doorbell rings.
King nearly knocks his mug over in his mad rush to the front door. Chip laughs and slowly climbs to his
feet, looking around for something to put on so he doesn't end up answering the door in just his white
boxers. King on the other hand is damned determined to have the door open, now. He jumps up
onto his hind feet and grasps the lock in his forepaws. After a couple fumbles King manages to clumsily
draw back the deadbolt. Chip curses under his breath as he grabs a couch cushion and rushes to the
door. He gets there just as King slaps down the handle and pushes the door open. "Damnit King!"
To Chip's absolute horror, it is a woman at the door, and a cute one at that. She smiles sweetly and
holds out a small package. "Your romantic moonstone, Mr. ... uh..." She checks a clipboard, "Mr. Charles
Poker."
King jumps up and grabs the package in his mouth and carries it inside. Chip shakes his head, "It isn't
going anywhere King, relax already."
The woman giggles and holds out the clipboard, "I need your signature please."
Chip stares at the clipboard for a long moment before snatching it out of her hands and searching for a
pen so he can get it over as soon as possible now that he has dropped his cushion covering. "Where is
the pen?"
"Oh! I'm sorry!" the woman exclaims, blushing as she reaches into a back pocket and pulls out a pen
with the words 'Spells-R-Us' on the side. Chip takes the pen and quickly scribbles out his signature on
the paperwork and shoves the clipboard back at the woman. As soon as she takes it he snatches the
cushion back up to cover himself again. The woman is about to leave but then she grins, "Oh, and you
might want to invest in longer boxers, because you are peeking out the bottom a bit. A lot actually.
Could that be why you are called Mr. 'Poker'?"
"No." Chip says briskly, his face turning as red as a tamato berry, before quickly slamming the door shut.
He turns around and hammers the cushion against his face before screaming into it. Why did the only
thing he happened to get in extra-large be his cock and balls? He stands there leaning against the door
with his face shoved into the cushion for a few moments taking slow, deep breaths before gradually
lowering the cushion. King gives him an apologetic look. Chip sighs, "Whatever. The day can only get
better from here right?"
King nods and then points to the package on the coffee table with his horn. Chip chuckles, noticing for
the first time that the package is pink and the words 'Romantic Moonstone by ClefairyTales Inc.' are
inscribed in flowing red script. In much smaller, plain font underneath this are the words, 'a partner
company of Spells-R-Us'.
Chip sits down across from King and carefully opens the package. Chip had found the website for the
very unique and unusual company, ClefairyTales Inc., while searching for a cheap moonstone online and
simultaneously looking up... other stuff. The company sold a broad assortment of evolutionary stones as
well as a variety of other pokémon related items. Their prices were good, and their reviews were even
better, if a bit odd.
Chip pulls out the heart shaped grey stone. He chuckles, he had bought the romantic moonstone
because it was the cheapest, and least strange sounding of the 'types' of moonstones that ClefairyTales
Inc. sold. Chip grins as King starts bouncing in place excitedly. Sliding the stone across the table top he
chuckles again, "At long last eh?"
King doesn't even bother to answer before he snatches up the stone in his mouth and starts to glow. He
quickly grows larger and a long tail stretches out behind him. Chip squints into the bright light and
frowns, something seems off about King's transformation, but the light is too bright to tell just what it is
though.
Slowly the light fades and chip can finally make out the details of King's new appearance. Long horn on
the forehead? Check. Dark purple skin? Check. Shit load of muscle over every part of the body? Check.
Long muscular tail? Check. Spikes on the back? Check. Huge tits and ass? Che- wait a sec, tits?
Chip shakes his head and rubs his eyes then looks again, King is definitely sporting a pair of king sized tits
and a queen sized ass. And that's not all that is off. King is also much more humanoid than a normal
nidoking, and towers over Chip as she stands up to her full height of nearly seven feet tall. King
grins toothily as she examines her new body, poking and groping various body parts.
Chip finally finds his voice, "Fuck the what with a salad bar!?" I only said he found his voice, not his
brain. He shakes his head again and picks up the box. At the bottom of the box is a scrap of paper. Chip
takes it out and flips it over. He frowns as he reads the flowery text.
Give your pokémon the gift of romance courtesy of ClefairyTales Inc. Our Romantic Moonstones
are specially enchanted to not only evolve your pokémon but to give them a form that fulfills their mate's
most erotic fantasies.
Chip stands up and walks back to the bedroom trying to understand what the hell just happened as he
gets dressed. An enchanted moonstone? A humanoid nidoking with tits? The website didn't say
anything about this! Hell, he hadn't heard of anything like this ever happening! Well, except for in some
science fictions or in fantasy stories, and a couple bits of erotic fiction, but this was fucking real! He
needed to get in contact with whoever is in charge at ClefairyTales Inc. and get to the bottom of this
craziness. He slips on a pair of sneakers, and marches out of the bedroom.
King has moved from the middle of the floor to the couch, her spines tucked in close to her body and her
legs spread wide so that Chip gets a clear view of her pussy while she plays with her tits. Chip swallows
hard and hurries out the front door, "Don't go anywhere until I get back King. I'll get to the bottom of
this mess in no time, don't you worry."
King stares as Chip slams the door behind him. King was far from worried by the recent changes. Sure,
they weren't expected, but she didn't mind them at all. She runs a finger over her slit and shudders at
the sensations it brings. No, she didn't mind the changes at all.
~0A0~
Chip punches in the number for ClefairyTales Inc.'s customer service department on the public televideo
terminal sitting in the corner of the local pokémon center. After a few moments the blank screen of the
terminal is filled with the smiling face of a green haired young woman.
"Good morning sir!" She says cheerfully, "My name is Hathor. How can I be of service?"
Chip rolls his eyes, "I have some serious complaints about a product I purchased from you guys. It was a
moonstone for my nidorino."
"I'm sorry. Did the moonstone fail to evolve your nidorino? Or did the enchantment fail to work?"
Chip shakes his head, "No, my nidorino is definitely a nidoking now. Except he is also now a she, and...
well... he has a lot of human female features."
"Well, that is the sort of thing that a pokegirl moonstone will do to a nidorino." The woman says
with a small smile.
"It was a romantic moonstone." Chip says flatly, "And when I ordered it, there wasn't any information
about enchantments, or tits on a pokémon, on the site."
"Oh, you ordered online. I understand now why you might be surprised, and maybe a little upset."
Hathor says nodding, "We have already received a number of complaints about the website. It appears
there were a number of coding errors that caused certain texts pertaining to the individual item
descriptions to not appear."
"I also think your 'enchantment' or whatever the hell you did to change the way the evolution went, got
screwed up as well."
"Why do you say that?"
Chip is speechless for a moment. "Hello, did I not already say my nidoking has tits and a vagina?! I'd say
that means something went wrong! Horribly wrong!"
"Unless your nidorino is in love with heterosexual human male." Hathor replies calmly, "It isn't unheard
of. In fact, most nidorinos that end up being attracted to humans are homosexual. Though it could also
mean he has the hots for a lesbian." She pauses thoughtfully, "Or maybe just a very kinky pokémon."
Chip is silent for a moment, then, "You treat this as if such cross species attractions were common and
completely acceptable."
"Well, I like to say that here at ClefairyTales Inc. 'We deal in the taboo with a dash of voodoo.' Also,
cross species attraction tends to be the norm with our evolutionary stone customers." Hathor says with
a smile. "Is there anything else I can help you with?"
"Perhaps a refund and a way to fix the problem." Chip says irritably.
"You haven't given me any solid evidence that our product was faulty. You may purchase a reversal
stone, they are relatively cheap, and that will undo the changes." Hathor says with an apologetic shrug,
"But unless you know that the new body your pokémon has is not to their liking, or to the one their
intended mate desires, you are not entitled to a refund. Do you know who your pokémon wants to mate
with?"
Chip shakes his head, "No, I don't. He's never shown any interest in picking a mate or even just mating in
general."
"Perhaps you should consider the possibility that you might be their desire." Hathor says with a
mischievous grin, "Good bye!"
Chip stares at the blank screen for a long moment. Him? Really? He takes his time leaving the pokémon
center, trying to take stock of the facts he was presented with. King had never shown any interest in
females, not even that one runaway ninetails that had tried to rape them both. Hell, she'd managed to
get a rise out of Chip, but zero response from King. So it was definitely plausible that King was fairly
deviant in his desires.
Wait, if he was a gay male before, does that make him a straight female now? His mind hadn't changed,
so did he consider himself a male, or had he always viewed himself as a female? Did it matter? Probably
not.
Chip turns his mind to the other half of the deal, his own deviant desires. He liked pussy as much as the
next heterosexual guy. He liked tits and ass too, as most straight guys do. Chip liked them a bit, okay a
lot bigger than most, and King's current assets lined up with that desire perfectly. He was also a furry. A
quick look at his internet history would make that glaringly obvious. Another glorious, sexy match.
It wouldn't be too hard to figure out for certain once he got home. He just had to ask King.
Chip frowned as he came around the corner of the apartment building. His landlord, a fat, balding man
that could usually be found lounging in a pair of jeans and a sweat stained undershirt, was getting ready
to pound on Chip's apartment door. The man halts his fist just short of the door though when he sees
Chip, and his face goes from annoyed, to confused. He shakes his head and his face regains its previous
annoyed expression, "Mr. Poker, your girlfriend has issues. Your next door neighbors are all complaining
about how much noise she is making."
Chip rolls his eyes heavenward as he digs in his pocket for his keys, "I'll see what I can do, Mr. Tipton."
"You better, or I'll tag an extra hundred dollars onto your rent at the end of the month." He says
grumpily as he turns to go, "And if you and your girl cause me to lose any renters, you two are gone."
Chip makes a face at the man's back before he quietly unlocks the door and slips into the apartment. He
can already tell what sort of a racket King has been making. Her loud moans of pleasure are clearly
audible even with the bedroom door closed.
Chip slips of his shoes and tiptoes across the floor to stand right behind the bedroom door. From there
he can hear the squeak of bedsprings underneath King's moaning. As discretely as possible, Chip opens
up the bedroom door and peeks inside.
King is perched on the bed with her ass up in the air, her tail lifted so high that it is lying over the top of
her head, giving Chip an unobstructed view of her ass, and the fact that she has two fingers buried to
the knuckle in her pussy. Her hand is completely coated in her thick cum, and her fingers make wet
slurping noises as she forces them between her pussy lips over and over.
Chip stares slack jawed as his body begins to react to the stimulating scene before him. With shaking
hands he undoes his trousers as quietly as he can and quickly slips his member from its cloth prison as it
rapidly thickens and hardens. Not because he's about to jack off right here, mind you, though the idea
definitely has occurred to him. He just knows from past experience that if he doesn't the ensuing cock
entrapment can be painful.
The bedsprings creak loudly in protest as King suddenly flips herself over onto her back. Chip's eyes go
wide as saucers as King's huge tits bounce and jiggle, squirting small streams of milk with every bounce.
She grabs hold of one breast with her free hand and squeezes it forcefully. She is rewarded with a gush
of milk spraying out from her nipple to splash over her ripped abs. Chips cock throbs eagerly as he
watches King's messy display.
"Oh Master! Please, I'm so full! Please, milk your bitch!" she groans in a sultry voice as she roughly plays
with herself. Chip eyes go just a little wider at Kings eager pleading. She can talk!
King's tail suddenly lifts up and wraps itself around her other tit, at least until she pulls her cum
drenched hand from between her legs and begins teasing her nipples relentlessly. Her long purple tail
slowly draws down her chest and over her bulging abs until it reaches her slick pussy where it pauses for
a brief moment.
King wails as her thick tail tip plunges into her dripping pussy, "OH CHIP!"
That's all the invitation Chip needs. He kicks in the door, simultaneously stripping off his remaining
clothing as he does so, and strides across the room to stand at the foot of the bed.
King screams in surprise, her limbs flailing as she scrambles to cover up what she was doing just seconds
before. She manages to grab hold of the sheets and throw them over herself as she stammers, "M-
master Chip! I was just, uh, I mean... um... You're naked, Master."
Chip ignores King's statement of the obvious and puts his hands on his hips. "I don't believe it. I leave
for a few minutes and when I come back, you're doing this." He gestures to the drenched, and
fairly slick looking, sheets that King is trying to cover herself with. Chip shakes his head and continues,
"Not only that but you're making such a racket that the neighbors are all complaining." He sighs heavily,
"You're going to have to put a cock in it, King."
King blinks in surprise, "Master?"
"I said you are being too loud mouthed." Chip says slowly, and then points at his huge cock standing at
full attention. "So you need to put a cock in it. Now."
King begins to tremble in excitement as she lowers the sheets and crawls on all fours to the end of the
bed. She stares at the gigantic cock in awe for a moment. It's even bigger than she thought it would be,
having only seen it at half mast before. Then Chip clears his throat, "I do believe I said 'now'."
King reaches out and gently takes the shaft of meat in her hands, it takes both to reach all the way
around his shaft, still fearing that at any moment she might wake up to find that this was all merely a
dream. Her hands are surprisingly soft and very warm. Chip's pulse jumps at the feeling of King's hot
breath on his skin as she brings her face close to his throbbing member. Still gripping his shaft with both
hands she swirls her tongue around the head. He grins as her eyes light up.
King catches Chip's grin and fights to keep from grinning herself. She lifts her head over the tip and
slides her tongue out and wraps it around his cock before pulling his member into her mouth. Chip
carefully redirects King's head so that she doesn't accidentally stab him with her horn, the only
poisonous point on her body. King knew Chip was endowed, how could she not know, but even she was
surprised when his bulging tip hit the back of her throat. She hadn't even reached her hands with her
lips yet.
Her cunt quivers excitedly, begging to be penetrated, and she moans around his cock. Chip grins and
grips the base of one King's neck spikes, "Remember, a good slave doesn't cum before her master. If you
aren't a good slave, you'll be punished."
King doesn't reply, and begins to pump him with her hands. She is rewarded with a squirt of pre that she
quickly sweeps up with her tongue. She shudders in delight at the taste and begins to bob her head over
his cock, sucking fiercely. Chip gasps in surprise, which only encourages King pump him harder with her
hands. She swirls her tongue around his cock relentlessly, striving to bring her master to orgasm as
quickly as she can. The way almost every breath comes out in a low moan shows that she is enjoying it
nearly as much as he is. Maybe even more.
With every squirt of pre that splashes across her tongue, a shock of pleasure shoots through King and
her needy pussy trembles uncontrollably. She was already well on her way to orgasm before Chip
arrived, and she is very quickly heading over the edge. She needs to do something to even the odds.
Something drastic.
Chip yelps in surprise as King suddenly dips far lower than she had before, swallowing his cock whole. He
is about to pull out, concerned that King may have hurt herself, but then she reaches around and pulls
him in even deeper. King moans, still able to breathe somehow with Chip's massive member lodged in
her throat. Her lips slide slowly down his shaft until they reach the root and then she begins to lick at his
huge, cum filled balls. Chip groans, unable to contain himself at the way Kings throat tightly grips his
cock and continually pulses around it, milking it constantly. He can't help but to thrust instinctively,
pushing himself just a little in and out of King. King moans and her entire body seems to quiver in
ecstasy.
King swallows repeatedly, trying to drive Chip over the edge while tensing her entire body in an attempt
to hold back an orgasm like she'd never imagined. But with every thrust and every throb she can feel
herself being pushed closer and closer to her own breaking point. Finally she can't hold it back anymore
and her orgasm washes over her like massive tidal wave. Her eyes roll back in her head and her entire
body tenses up. King rears back, lifting her head and chest into the air. She screams in ecstasy as a
tsunami of cum splashes the sheets and King's powerful thighs.
After several seconds of bliss, King relaxes again, her head falling forward onto the edge of the bed
again. She stares forward with half closed eyes, feeling spent and very happy.
"Well, I'm glad somebody enjoyed it."
King's eyes fly open and she looks up at Chip with a fearful expression, but her eyes sparkle eagerly. Chip
sighs and gestures for King to turn. As she does Chip fights to keep a straight face as King's enormous
rear swings around to face him while she . He takes a moment just to stare at her ass, and then he rears
back and slaps it. Repeatedly. Chip can't hide his grin as he watches her ass jiggle and bounce. If the cum
dripping from her cunt is an indication, King is enjoying it too.
After enjoying the show for a bit, Chip climbs up on the bed. He spreads her cheeks and lines up his dick
with her tail hole; but then he hesitates. Hurting a girl is really not his idea of a good time, and shoving
his over-sized dong into King's tight, virgin tailhole without any sort of lube is going to hurt. A lot.
Chip's grin slowly turns to a toothy grin. Fortunately, there is an abundant supply of lube nearby.
Lowering his aim a little lower, Chip presses the head of his cock to the entrance of King's slick pussy.
King gasps in surprise and turns to look back at chip over her shoulder, "But Master! What about my
punishment?"
"Don't worry. We'll get around to that, but I want to get off first." Chip chuckles, then adds, "Master
first." Then buries his cock as deep as it will go.
King Moans and arches her back. Chip's cock isn't as thick as her own tail, but it reaches far deeper to
bump forcefully against gate to her womb. "Master! You're so huge!"
Her tight walls ripple around Chip's member, but, in spite of the wonderful feeling it brings, Chip's smile
has returned to a frown. She didn't take him to the hilt. I may be getting that refund after all. He thinks
to himself as he begins to pull back out. Then an idea hits him and he laughs wickedly, "It looks like you'll
be getting that punishment after all, and more."
King turns back to look at Chip with a questioning gaze. Chip grins and slams back into her as hard as he
can. King's eyes go wide as Chip's cock slams into the doorway of her innermost sanctum like a battering
ram. "Oh God!"
Chip grabs hold of the base of King's tail as he assaults her pussy. King's thick juices, more like syrup
really, splatter Chip's crotch as they are forcefully ejected from her cunt. The bed creaks loudly with
every thrust, but is drowned out by King's cries of ecstasy. The pain of her inner gate being stretched
forcefully by Chip's huge tool is driving her wild along with the shot of intense pleasure every time Chips
sack slam into her engorged clit like a pair of wrecking balls. Every thrust drives chip deeper and deeper
into King, and as tight as her pussy seemed before, her inner sanctum is even tighter. Finally he reaches
the point where he finally can hilt himself with every thrust. Chip finds that he is losing himself to the
immensely pleasurable sensation of King's quivering walls and the iron grip with which her innermost
parts try in vain to hold him in place.
King's tits leap with every thrust, smacking wetly against the headboard and her chest. Milk sprays
wildly from her nipples to run down her tits to pool underneath her. The creamy white liquid splashes
across the sheets to join her cum puddling around her knees.
King has already completely lost herself to the pleasure, with her eyes rolled back in her head and her
tongue hanging out. Every nerve in her body feels like it is aflame with a glorious mixture of pain and
pleasure that overwhelms her senses as she orgasms over and over. Her entire world revolves around
the pain and pleasure of being roughly penetrated and stretched in a way she never could have
imagined, and not just because she'd only been a girl for a few hours. Chip feels his cock throbbing
forcefully and he shouts as his own orgasm hits and he blows his load. King cries out in as Chip's hot
spunk splashes into her womb like a rushing river of molten metal. Chip continues to slam into in her
womb, forcing his spunk even deeper even as excess cum is forced out around his cock with a loud
squelching sound.
King collapses onto her face in the milk drenched bed pillows and Chips' thrusting finally winds down.
Chip slowly pulls his softening member out and it comes free with a loud pop followed by a waterfall of
steaming cum.
"Roll over." Chip demands, and then ducks his head under King's leg as she does so. He slides forward
over King until they are eye to eye. He grips King's head in his hands and pulls her into a passionate kiss
that takes her by surprise. However, as Chip forces his tongue past her lips she returns the kiss as
passionately as she can. Their wrestle briefly, Chip's tongue dominating King's much larger tongue.
Finally Chip breaks the kiss.
He chuckles, resting his head on one of King's massive tits, "So, are you gay still or are you technically
straight now that you're a girl?"
King wraps her powerful arms around Chip, "I don't know, and I really don't care as long as Master is
happy with me."
Chip smiles, "About the whole 'master' deal, how in the hell did that happen? I mean it's kinda hot, but
I've never treated or seen you as a slave. It also isn't really my thing so I know that's all you and
not something the moonstone caused. Or even take a step back from that, how did you fall in love with
me in the first place?"
King giggles, "You are like God to me, Master. You saved me from being left out in the wilderness to die
and made me strong. I owe you everything. I want to be your special servant, like the pope is for his
god."
"So what you're saying is that the Pope wants God to fuck him in the ass?"
"Yes. I mean, no... Maybe?" King says, "That's not what I meant!"
Chip laughs and pulls himself forward to give King a kiss on the cheek. "I'm just teasing you. I don't give a
damn about what the Pope wants or doesn't want. What I do give a damn about is your opinion on ball
gags."
"What?!"
Chip chuckles, "I wasn't playing when I said you were being too loud earlier. If we want to be able to
stay here, we're going to have to be a lot quieter. A gag of some kind would help with that." Chip sits up
to examine the mess they made of the bed. "We're also going to need to buy some tarps, because
goddamn we make a mess."
King's eyes light up, "I can clean you up, Master!"
"I think a shower will do just fine."Chip smiles and rolls out of bed, "Also, I wouldn't mind trading
master-slave status with you from time to time."
King suddenly launches from the bed and sweeps Chip up in her arms as she exclaims, "Shower scene!
Shower scene! Shower scene!"
Chip rolls his eyes, life is never going to be the same, and he is okay with that.
And they lived happily ever after...
...At least until the baby came.Chapter End Notes:Wow. Okay, Read, enjoy, and/or review.
Also, if anybody wants to use ClefairyTales Inc. in any sort of fiction they want, they can. Just give me credit for coming up with it.
Also, what did Nicobay do to earn himself a warning just for him?
Out of curiosity, who here actually has read a Spells-R-Us story before
mag he had been discreetly reading under the counter. At first he can't see where the small pile of cash
came from, but then he leans over the counter and looks down. Looking up at him with a determined
expression is a small, thin boy with pure white hair and bright red eyes.
"Whadda ya want?" The cashier asks grouchily, quickly stowing the mag under the counter.
The boy points to the nido pen where about eight or so nidoran are playing under the watchful eyes of
their nidorina mother. "I'm ten years old and I want a nidoran. I want the littlest one. The one by the
nidorina."
The cashier scratches his head, "What da hell do you want da runt for?"
The boy's expression goes from determined to downright venomous. "Why wouldn't I want him?" He
asks angrily, then points to the pile of small bills and assorted change, "There's the money. What do I
have to do next to make him mine?"
The cashier gives the pile of money a quick glance, "Kid, de sign over on de pen says very clearly dat
dose nidoran dere are $150. Dis measly sum right here is probably about fordy dollars." The cashier
shakes his head, "This ain't some pet shop, kid. Deese pokémon have good pedigree and are stronger
dan your average pokémon. So, you can't buy them. Not unless you leave and come back with a
lot more money. If you can't den dat is just too damn bad."
The boy glares at him. "I'm not leaving without him."
The cashier watches in dumbfounded awe as the boy walks over to the pen, jumps over the side and
into the pen with the nidoran. Everybody knows that jumping into a group of nidoran while their mother
is watching is one of the dumbest things somebody can do, right up there with teasing a gyrados or
trying to steal a kangaskhan's baby out of her pouch. "What de hell do ya... dafuck?"
The cashier's jaw goes slack at the sight of the boy as he calmly walks through the nidoran and sits down
next to the nidorina who gently nuzzles the boy before going back to her vigil. The boy picks the runt up
and puts it in his lap, gently stroking it, careful of the horn. The boy smiles, "I'm not leaving without
him."
"Mack!" a burly man with a mustache shouts as he strides out of the back of the shop. "What the hell is
going on here?!"
The cashier throws up his hands, "I don't know! Dis kid comes in here demanding dat we give him a
nidoran for a measly forty dollars or so! When I tell him 'no' he climbs in da damn pen and says he won't
leave without da fricking runt!"
The big man looks the kid over, then turns back to the cashier with a shrug, "Then give it to him."
"What?!"
"You heard me, give the kid the nidoran." The manager says with a smirk, "We were going to release it
once it was weaned anyway because it won't be bought by any serious trainers or breeders. It's weak,
timid, and doesn't even have the Poison Point ability. Let the kid buy a bottle and some formula with
that money on the counter and the rest can be for the nidoran. We at least make a profit this way."
The man turns and starts walking back towards the back of the store while the cashier stares at him
dumbfounded. Before he disappears through the back door the manager adds, "And I don't want to see
that mag out again during store hours otherwise I'll shred it and use it to line the pidgey cages."
The cashier grimaces and turns to the kid who is grinning at him victoriously. "Fine, yo can keep de damn
nidoran. I'll go get yer damn bottle and formula."
The cashier storms off as the boy carefully climbs back over the pen walls with the nidoran cradled in his
arms. The nidoran looks up at him with a happy expression on its face. The boy smiles back, "My name is
Chip. Your name is King, because one day you are going to be a big, strong nidoking." He pauses and
frowns, "If you want to anyway. Do you want to be a nidoking?"
The nidoran nods energetically. The boy grins again, "Great!"
~0A0~
The alarm clock bursts into life on the nightstand, mercilessly screaming out that it was time to get up. A
pale hand appears from underneath the bedcovers to slap feebly at the nightstand as it searches for the
offending noisemaker. Finally it finds the alarm clock and silences the little bastard with a violent
pounding before sliding back under the covers as the owner of the hand attempts to get a few more
minutes of shut eye.
However, said attempt is in vain as the other occupant of the bed, a largish nidorino leaps to his feet
with an excited "Nido!" and then proceeds to 'gently' body slam his bunkmate. Repeatedly.
The human's arms and legs flail briefly, throwing the covers off himself and over the nidorino. The young
man then rolls out of the bed to escape the excited nidorino and lands with a thump on the carpeted
floor of the apartment. He chuckles as he sits up and brushes his long white hair out of his face. "I'm up,
I'm up. Sheesh, King. I know the stone is getting here today, but the mail won't get here until at least
this afternoon."
The nidorino tosses his head and snorts as he disentangles himself from the comforter. "NiDO."
"Whatever." Chip chuckles and stands up. Although taller than he was when he and King first came to be
together, the past ten years has brought Chip a lot more strength than height. Both he and King started
out as runts, but thanks to a rigorous self imposed regimen of workouts, vitamins, and lots of protein
shakes they can both hold their own against much larger opponents. King reaped the most benefit of
the regimen, so that when he finally evolved into a nidorino, he actually measured above average in
size. Chip on the other hand, is still far below average in size, about 4' 11".
Chip yawns as he makes his way out of the bedroom into the living room kitchenette combo. He
scratches himself through his boxers as he opens the fridge. "Lessee, we got... leftover ramen, half a jug
of almost spoiled milk, and something green that I think was at one point a baloney sandwich." He
glances over his shoulder at King who is sitting patiently by the small coffee table in front of the couch,
"Any of that sound good to you for breakfast?"
King shrugs, "Ino."
Chip takes out the jug of milk and gives the contents a sniff before making a face. "Okay, make that
spoiled milk. But it should be fine once we repasteurize it in the microwave and add the protein shake
powder." He pauses, "Hopefully."
King chuckles as Chip pours the milk into a couple oversized coffee mugs and places them in the ancient
microwave oven over the dishwasher. While they are heating he opens a cabinet and takes out a large
plastic jar of protein powder, a mortar and pestle, and a bottle of vitamins. He uses the mortar and
pestle to grind up several of the vitamins to pour into a couple plastic cups, which are quickly emptied
into the steaming mugs of milk that come out of the microwave not long after. A couple heaping scoops
of protein powder later, King and Chip have themselves each a tall mug of super-fortified, steaming hot
chocolate (spoiled) milk for breakfast.
They sip their brews in silence, then Chip chuckles, "You know, now that we aren't saving up for a
moonstone anymore, we can actually afford to eat things other than ramen and protein milkshakes. I for
one will not miss the ramen at all. And we can finally get some fresh milk, rather than the expired stuff
we get for free from Mr. Greensly."
King nods sagely in agreement. Suddenly his long ears perk up and swivel around to point towards the
front door. Chip raises a brow but doesn't take his eyes off King.
Then the doorbell rings.
King nearly knocks his mug over in his mad rush to the front door. Chip laughs and slowly climbs to his
feet, looking around for something to put on so he doesn't end up answering the door in just his white
boxers. King on the other hand is damned determined to have the door open, now. He jumps up
onto his hind feet and grasps the lock in his forepaws. After a couple fumbles King manages to clumsily
draw back the deadbolt. Chip curses under his breath as he grabs a couch cushion and rushes to the
door. He gets there just as King slaps down the handle and pushes the door open. "Damnit King!"
To Chip's absolute horror, it is a woman at the door, and a cute one at that. She smiles sweetly and
holds out a small package. "Your romantic moonstone, Mr. ... uh..." She checks a clipboard, "Mr. Charles
Poker."
King jumps up and grabs the package in his mouth and carries it inside. Chip shakes his head, "It isn't
going anywhere King, relax already."
The woman giggles and holds out the clipboard, "I need your signature please."
Chip stares at the clipboard for a long moment before snatching it out of her hands and searching for a
pen so he can get it over as soon as possible now that he has dropped his cushion covering. "Where is
the pen?"
"Oh! I'm sorry!" the woman exclaims, blushing as she reaches into a back pocket and pulls out a pen
with the words 'Spells-R-Us' on the side. Chip takes the pen and quickly scribbles out his signature on
the paperwork and shoves the clipboard back at the woman. As soon as she takes it he snatches the
cushion back up to cover himself again. The woman is about to leave but then she grins, "Oh, and you
might want to invest in longer boxers, because you are peeking out the bottom a bit. A lot actually.
Could that be why you are called Mr. 'Poker'?"
"No." Chip says briskly, his face turning as red as a tamato berry, before quickly slamming the door shut.
He turns around and hammers the cushion against his face before screaming into it. Why did the only
thing he happened to get in extra-large be his cock and balls? He stands there leaning against the door
with his face shoved into the cushion for a few moments taking slow, deep breaths before gradually
lowering the cushion. King gives him an apologetic look. Chip sighs, "Whatever. The day can only get
better from here right?"
King nods and then points to the package on the coffee table with his horn. Chip chuckles, noticing for
the first time that the package is pink and the words 'Romantic Moonstone by ClefairyTales Inc.' are
inscribed in flowing red script. In much smaller, plain font underneath this are the words, 'a partner
company of Spells-R-Us'.
Chip sits down across from King and carefully opens the package. Chip had found the website for the
very unique and unusual company, ClefairyTales Inc., while searching for a cheap moonstone online and
simultaneously looking up... other stuff. The company sold a broad assortment of evolutionary stones as
well as a variety of other pokémon related items. Their prices were good, and their reviews were even
better, if a bit odd.
Chip pulls out the heart shaped grey stone. He chuckles, he had bought the romantic moonstone
because it was the cheapest, and least strange sounding of the 'types' of moonstones that ClefairyTales
Inc. sold. Chip grins as King starts bouncing in place excitedly. Sliding the stone across the table top he
chuckles again, "At long last eh?"
King doesn't even bother to answer before he snatches up the stone in his mouth and starts to glow. He
quickly grows larger and a long tail stretches out behind him. Chip squints into the bright light and
frowns, something seems off about King's transformation, but the light is too bright to tell just what it is
though.
Slowly the light fades and chip can finally make out the details of King's new appearance. Long horn on
the forehead? Check. Dark purple skin? Check. Shit load of muscle over every part of the body? Check.
Long muscular tail? Check. Spikes on the back? Check. Huge tits and ass? Che- wait a sec, tits?
Chip shakes his head and rubs his eyes then looks again, King is definitely sporting a pair of king sized tits
and a queen sized ass. And that's not all that is off. King is also much more humanoid than a normal
nidoking, and towers over Chip as she stands up to her full height of nearly seven feet tall. King
grins toothily as she examines her new body, poking and groping various body parts.
Chip finally finds his voice, "Fuck the what with a salad bar!?" I only said he found his voice, not his
brain. He shakes his head again and picks up the box. At the bottom of the box is a scrap of paper. Chip
takes it out and flips it over. He frowns as he reads the flowery text.
Give your pokémon the gift of romance courtesy of ClefairyTales Inc. Our Romantic Moonstones
are specially enchanted to not only evolve your pokémon but to give them a form that fulfills their mate's
most erotic fantasies.
Chip stands up and walks back to the bedroom trying to understand what the hell just happened as he
gets dressed. An enchanted moonstone? A humanoid nidoking with tits? The website didn't say
anything about this! Hell, he hadn't heard of anything like this ever happening! Well, except for in some
science fictions or in fantasy stories, and a couple bits of erotic fiction, but this was fucking real! He
needed to get in contact with whoever is in charge at ClefairyTales Inc. and get to the bottom of this
craziness. He slips on a pair of sneakers, and marches out of the bedroom.
King has moved from the middle of the floor to the couch, her spines tucked in close to her body and her
legs spread wide so that Chip gets a clear view of her pussy while she plays with her tits. Chip swallows
hard and hurries out the front door, "Don't go anywhere until I get back King. I'll get to the bottom of
this mess in no time, don't you worry."
King stares as Chip slams the door behind him. King was far from worried by the recent changes. Sure,
they weren't expected, but she didn't mind them at all. She runs a finger over her slit and shudders at
the sensations it brings. No, she didn't mind the changes at all.
~0A0~
Chip punches in the number for ClefairyTales Inc.'s customer service department on the public televideo
terminal sitting in the corner of the local pokémon center. After a few moments the blank screen of the
terminal is filled with the smiling face of a green haired young woman.
"Good morning sir!" She says cheerfully, "My name is Hathor. How can I be of service?"
Chip rolls his eyes, "I have some serious complaints about a product I purchased from you guys. It was a
moonstone for my nidorino."
"I'm sorry. Did the moonstone fail to evolve your nidorino? Or did the enchantment fail to work?"
Chip shakes his head, "No, my nidorino is definitely a nidoking now. Except he is also now a she, and...
well... he has a lot of human female features."
"Well, that is the sort of thing that a pokegirl moonstone will do to a nidorino." The woman says
with a small smile.
"It was a romantic moonstone." Chip says flatly, "And when I ordered it, there wasn't any information
about enchantments, or tits on a pokémon, on the site."
"Oh, you ordered online. I understand now why you might be surprised, and maybe a little upset."
Hathor says nodding, "We have already received a number of complaints about the website. It appears
there were a number of coding errors that caused certain texts pertaining to the individual item
descriptions to not appear."
"I also think your 'enchantment' or whatever the hell you did to change the way the evolution went, got
screwed up as well."
"Why do you say that?"
Chip is speechless for a moment. "Hello, did I not already say my nidoking has tits and a vagina?! I'd say
that means something went wrong! Horribly wrong!"
"Unless your nidorino is in love with heterosexual human male." Hathor replies calmly, "It isn't unheard
of. In fact, most nidorinos that end up being attracted to humans are homosexual. Though it could also
mean he has the hots for a lesbian." She pauses thoughtfully, "Or maybe just a very kinky pokémon."
Chip is silent for a moment, then, "You treat this as if such cross species attractions were common and
completely acceptable."
"Well, I like to say that here at ClefairyTales Inc. 'We deal in the taboo with a dash of voodoo.' Also,
cross species attraction tends to be the norm with our evolutionary stone customers." Hathor says with
a smile. "Is there anything else I can help you with?"
"Perhaps a refund and a way to fix the problem." Chip says irritably.
"You haven't given me any solid evidence that our product was faulty. You may purchase a reversal
stone, they are relatively cheap, and that will undo the changes." Hathor says with an apologetic shrug,
"But unless you know that the new body your pokémon has is not to their liking, or to the one their
intended mate desires, you are not entitled to a refund. Do you know who your pokémon wants to mate
with?"
Chip shakes his head, "No, I don't. He's never shown any interest in picking a mate or even just mating in
general."
"Perhaps you should consider the possibility that you might be their desire." Hathor says with a
mischievous grin, "Good bye!"
Chip stares at the blank screen for a long moment. Him? Really? He takes his time leaving the pokémon
center, trying to take stock of the facts he was presented with. King had never shown any interest in
females, not even that one runaway ninetails that had tried to rape them both. Hell, she'd managed to
get a rise out of Chip, but zero response from King. So it was definitely plausible that King was fairly
deviant in his desires.
Wait, if he was a gay male before, does that make him a straight female now? His mind hadn't changed,
so did he consider himself a male, or had he always viewed himself as a female? Did it matter? Probably
not.
Chip turns his mind to the other half of the deal, his own deviant desires. He liked pussy as much as the
next heterosexual guy. He liked tits and ass too, as most straight guys do. Chip liked them a bit, okay a
lot bigger than most, and King's current assets lined up with that desire perfectly. He was also a furry. A
quick look at his internet history would make that glaringly obvious. Another glorious, sexy match.
It wouldn't be too hard to figure out for certain once he got home. He just had to ask King.
Chip frowned as he came around the corner of the apartment building. His landlord, a fat, balding man
that could usually be found lounging in a pair of jeans and a sweat stained undershirt, was getting ready
to pound on Chip's apartment door. The man halts his fist just short of the door though when he sees
Chip, and his face goes from annoyed, to confused. He shakes his head and his face regains its previous
annoyed expression, "Mr. Poker, your girlfriend has issues. Your next door neighbors are all complaining
about how much noise she is making."
Chip rolls his eyes heavenward as he digs in his pocket for his keys, "I'll see what I can do, Mr. Tipton."
"You better, or I'll tag an extra hundred dollars onto your rent at the end of the month." He says
grumpily as he turns to go, "And if you and your girl cause me to lose any renters, you two are gone."
Chip makes a face at the man's back before he quietly unlocks the door and slips into the apartment. He
can already tell what sort of a racket King has been making. Her loud moans of pleasure are clearly
audible even with the bedroom door closed.
Chip slips of his shoes and tiptoes across the floor to stand right behind the bedroom door. From there
he can hear the squeak of bedsprings underneath King's moaning. As discretely as possible, Chip opens
up the bedroom door and peeks inside.
King is perched on the bed with her ass up in the air, her tail lifted so high that it is lying over the top of
her head, giving Chip an unobstructed view of her ass, and the fact that she has two fingers buried to
the knuckle in her pussy. Her hand is completely coated in her thick cum, and her fingers make wet
slurping noises as she forces them between her pussy lips over and over.
Chip stares slack jawed as his body begins to react to the stimulating scene before him. With shaking
hands he undoes his trousers as quietly as he can and quickly slips his member from its cloth prison as it
rapidly thickens and hardens. Not because he's about to jack off right here, mind you, though the idea
definitely has occurred to him. He just knows from past experience that if he doesn't the ensuing cock
entrapment can be painful.
The bedsprings creak loudly in protest as King suddenly flips herself over onto her back. Chip's eyes go
wide as saucers as King's huge tits bounce and jiggle, squirting small streams of milk with every bounce.
She grabs hold of one breast with her free hand and squeezes it forcefully. She is rewarded with a gush
of milk spraying out from her nipple to splash over her ripped abs. Chips cock throbs eagerly as he
watches King's messy display.
"Oh Master! Please, I'm so full! Please, milk your bitch!" she groans in a sultry voice as she roughly plays
with herself. Chip eyes go just a little wider at Kings eager pleading. She can talk!
King's tail suddenly lifts up and wraps itself around her other tit, at least until she pulls her cum
drenched hand from between her legs and begins teasing her nipples relentlessly. Her long purple tail
slowly draws down her chest and over her bulging abs until it reaches her slick pussy where it pauses for
a brief moment.
King wails as her thick tail tip plunges into her dripping pussy, "OH CHIP!"
That's all the invitation Chip needs. He kicks in the door, simultaneously stripping off his remaining
clothing as he does so, and strides across the room to stand at the foot of the bed.
King screams in surprise, her limbs flailing as she scrambles to cover up what she was doing just seconds
before. She manages to grab hold of the sheets and throw them over herself as she stammers, "M-
master Chip! I was just, uh, I mean... um... You're naked, Master."
Chip ignores King's statement of the obvious and puts his hands on his hips. "I don't believe it. I leave
for a few minutes and when I come back, you're doing this." He gestures to the drenched, and
fairly slick looking, sheets that King is trying to cover herself with. Chip shakes his head and continues,
"Not only that but you're making such a racket that the neighbors are all complaining." He sighs heavily,
"You're going to have to put a cock in it, King."
King blinks in surprise, "Master?"
"I said you are being too loud mouthed." Chip says slowly, and then points at his huge cock standing at
full attention. "So you need to put a cock in it. Now."
King begins to tremble in excitement as she lowers the sheets and crawls on all fours to the end of the
bed. She stares at the gigantic cock in awe for a moment. It's even bigger than she thought it would be,
having only seen it at half mast before. Then Chip clears his throat, "I do believe I said 'now'."
King reaches out and gently takes the shaft of meat in her hands, it takes both to reach all the way
around his shaft, still fearing that at any moment she might wake up to find that this was all merely a
dream. Her hands are surprisingly soft and very warm. Chip's pulse jumps at the feeling of King's hot
breath on his skin as she brings her face close to his throbbing member. Still gripping his shaft with both
hands she swirls her tongue around the head. He grins as her eyes light up.
King catches Chip's grin and fights to keep from grinning herself. She lifts her head over the tip and
slides her tongue out and wraps it around his cock before pulling his member into her mouth. Chip
carefully redirects King's head so that she doesn't accidentally stab him with her horn, the only
poisonous point on her body. King knew Chip was endowed, how could she not know, but even she was
surprised when his bulging tip hit the back of her throat. She hadn't even reached her hands with her
lips yet.
Her cunt quivers excitedly, begging to be penetrated, and she moans around his cock. Chip grins and
grips the base of one King's neck spikes, "Remember, a good slave doesn't cum before her master. If you
aren't a good slave, you'll be punished."
King doesn't reply, and begins to pump him with her hands. She is rewarded with a squirt of pre that she
quickly sweeps up with her tongue. She shudders in delight at the taste and begins to bob her head over
his cock, sucking fiercely. Chip gasps in surprise, which only encourages King pump him harder with her
hands. She swirls her tongue around his cock relentlessly, striving to bring her master to orgasm as
quickly as she can. The way almost every breath comes out in a low moan shows that she is enjoying it
nearly as much as he is. Maybe even more.
With every squirt of pre that splashes across her tongue, a shock of pleasure shoots through King and
her needy pussy trembles uncontrollably. She was already well on her way to orgasm before Chip
arrived, and she is very quickly heading over the edge. She needs to do something to even the odds.
Something drastic.
Chip yelps in surprise as King suddenly dips far lower than she had before, swallowing his cock whole. He
is about to pull out, concerned that King may have hurt herself, but then she reaches around and pulls
him in even deeper. King moans, still able to breathe somehow with Chip's massive member lodged in
her throat. Her lips slide slowly down his shaft until they reach the root and then she begins to lick at his
huge, cum filled balls. Chip groans, unable to contain himself at the way Kings throat tightly grips his
cock and continually pulses around it, milking it constantly. He can't help but to thrust instinctively,
pushing himself just a little in and out of King. King moans and her entire body seems to quiver in
ecstasy.
King swallows repeatedly, trying to drive Chip over the edge while tensing her entire body in an attempt
to hold back an orgasm like she'd never imagined. But with every thrust and every throb she can feel
herself being pushed closer and closer to her own breaking point. Finally she can't hold it back anymore
and her orgasm washes over her like massive tidal wave. Her eyes roll back in her head and her entire
body tenses up. King rears back, lifting her head and chest into the air. She screams in ecstasy as a
tsunami of cum splashes the sheets and King's powerful thighs.
After several seconds of bliss, King relaxes again, her head falling forward onto the edge of the bed
again. She stares forward with half closed eyes, feeling spent and very happy.
"Well, I'm glad somebody enjoyed it."
King's eyes fly open and she looks up at Chip with a fearful expression, but her eyes sparkle eagerly. Chip
sighs and gestures for King to turn. As she does Chip fights to keep a straight face as King's enormous
rear swings around to face him while she . He takes a moment just to stare at her ass, and then he rears
back and slaps it. Repeatedly. Chip can't hide his grin as he watches her ass jiggle and bounce. If the cum
dripping from her cunt is an indication, King is enjoying it too.
After enjoying the show for a bit, Chip climbs up on the bed. He spreads her cheeks and lines up his dick
with her tail hole; but then he hesitates. Hurting a girl is really not his idea of a good time, and shoving
his over-sized dong into King's tight, virgin tailhole without any sort of lube is going to hurt. A lot.
Chip's grin slowly turns to a toothy grin. Fortunately, there is an abundant supply of lube nearby.
Lowering his aim a little lower, Chip presses the head of his cock to the entrance of King's slick pussy.
King gasps in surprise and turns to look back at chip over her shoulder, "But Master! What about my
punishment?"
"Don't worry. We'll get around to that, but I want to get off first." Chip chuckles, then adds, "Master
first." Then buries his cock as deep as it will go.
King Moans and arches her back. Chip's cock isn't as thick as her own tail, but it reaches far deeper to
bump forcefully against gate to her womb. "Master! You're so huge!"
Her tight walls ripple around Chip's member, but, in spite of the wonderful feeling it brings, Chip's smile
has returned to a frown. She didn't take him to the hilt. I may be getting that refund after all. He thinks
to himself as he begins to pull back out. Then an idea hits him and he laughs wickedly, "It looks like you'll
be getting that punishment after all, and more."
King turns back to look at Chip with a questioning gaze. Chip grins and slams back into her as hard as he
can. King's eyes go wide as Chip's cock slams into the doorway of her innermost sanctum like a battering
ram. "Oh God!"
Chip grabs hold of the base of King's tail as he assaults her pussy. King's thick juices, more like syrup
really, splatter Chip's crotch as they are forcefully ejected from her cunt. The bed creaks loudly with
every thrust, but is drowned out by King's cries of ecstasy. The pain of her inner gate being stretched
forcefully by Chip's huge tool is driving her wild along with the shot of intense pleasure every time Chips
sack slam into her engorged clit like a pair of wrecking balls. Every thrust drives chip deeper and deeper
into King, and as tight as her pussy seemed before, her inner sanctum is even tighter. Finally he reaches
the point where he finally can hilt himself with every thrust. Chip finds that he is losing himself to the
immensely pleasurable sensation of King's quivering walls and the iron grip with which her innermost
parts try in vain to hold him in place.
King's tits leap with every thrust, smacking wetly against the headboard and her chest. Milk sprays
wildly from her nipples to run down her tits to pool underneath her. The creamy white liquid splashes
across the sheets to join her cum puddling around her knees.
King has already completely lost herself to the pleasure, with her eyes rolled back in her head and her
tongue hanging out. Every nerve in her body feels like it is aflame with a glorious mixture of pain and
pleasure that overwhelms her senses as she orgasms over and over. Her entire world revolves around
the pain and pleasure of being roughly penetrated and stretched in a way she never could have
imagined, and not just because she'd only been a girl for a few hours. Chip feels his cock throbbing
forcefully and he shouts as his own orgasm hits and he blows his load. King cries out in as Chip's hot
spunk splashes into her womb like a rushing river of molten metal. Chip continues to slam into in her
womb, forcing his spunk even deeper even as excess cum is forced out around his cock with a loud
squelching sound.
King collapses onto her face in the milk drenched bed pillows and Chips' thrusting finally winds down.
Chip slowly pulls his softening member out and it comes free with a loud pop followed by a waterfall of
steaming cum.
"Roll over." Chip demands, and then ducks his head under King's leg as she does so. He slides forward
over King until they are eye to eye. He grips King's head in his hands and pulls her into a passionate kiss
that takes her by surprise. However, as Chip forces his tongue past her lips she returns the kiss as
passionately as she can. Their wrestle briefly, Chip's tongue dominating King's much larger tongue.
Finally Chip breaks the kiss.
He chuckles, resting his head on one of King's massive tits, "So, are you gay still or are you technically
straight now that you're a girl?"
King wraps her powerful arms around Chip, "I don't know, and I really don't care as long as Master is
happy with me."
Chip smiles, "About the whole 'master' deal, how in the hell did that happen? I mean it's kinda hot, but
I've never treated or seen you as a slave. It also isn't really my thing so I know that's all you and
not something the moonstone caused. Or even take a step back from that, how did you fall in love with
me in the first place?"
King giggles, "You are like God to me, Master. You saved me from being left out in the wilderness to die
and made me strong. I owe you everything. I want to be your special servant, like the pope is for his
god."
"So what you're saying is that the Pope wants God to fuck him in the ass?"
"Yes. I mean, no... Maybe?" King says, "That's not what I meant!"
Chip laughs and pulls himself forward to give King a kiss on the cheek. "I'm just teasing you. I don't give a
damn about what the Pope wants or doesn't want. What I do give a damn about is your opinion on ball
gags."
"What?!"
Chip chuckles, "I wasn't playing when I said you were being too loud earlier. If we want to be able to
stay here, we're going to have to be a lot quieter. A gag of some kind would help with that." Chip sits up
to examine the mess they made of the bed. "We're also going to need to buy some tarps, because
goddamn we make a mess."
King's eyes light up, "I can clean you up, Master!"
"I think a shower will do just fine."Chip smiles and rolls out of bed, "Also, I wouldn't mind trading
master-slave status with you from time to time."
King suddenly launches from the bed and sweeps Chip up in her arms as she exclaims, "Shower scene!
Shower scene! Shower scene!"
Chip rolls his eyes, life is never going to be the same, and he is okay with that.
And they lived happily ever after...
...At least until the baby came.Chapter End Notes:Wow. Okay, Read, enjoy, and/or review.
Also, if anybody wants to use ClefairyTales Inc. in any sort of fiction they want, they can. Just give me credit for coming up with it.
Also, what did Nicobay do to earn himself a warning just for him?
Out of curiosity, who here actually has read a Spells-R-Us story before