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Dark
Lou rested within the relatively soft patch of grass in which the serperior had left him. During that time, he occasionally whimpered from having been violated, from recalling what had been done to him, from the feeling of semen caked into his fur, and from the constant reminder that he even had fur. "Why?" He repeatedly and pitifully whined, but no reply was afforded to him.
Lou eventually gathered enough strength to stand on all fours, which felt disturbingly natural to him as a zangoose. He hadn't the energy to force himself upright. He wrapped his pocket watch around his neck carefully so that he would neither choke nor lose his precious possession "I need a drink," He admitted to himself before going off in search of water. "I also need a bath." He shamefully admitted.
In addition to feeling the serperior's cum sticking into and hardening his fur, Lou found himself unbearably aware of its smell. It was somehow unique, owing to the fact that his zangoose senses, including smell, were sharp. The odor sickened him and the fact that he could detect the serperior's distinct scent from it only made him all the more miserable.
It felt unusual and uncomfortable for him to be walking around without any clothes. No shoes meant he felt every mound of dirt, every brush of grass, every leaf, and every twig he trod under-paw. His pads eliminated any pain he may have felt barefooted as a human, but the things he felt including the coolness of the earth beneath him was alien to him and eerily wonderful.
As he wandered aimlessly, he picked up on another scent, which was also familiar to him, but hardly detectable and, thankfully, not that of a certain grass type. He inhaled through his nose and followed the smell as it gradually grew stronger the further along he went. The smell was difficult to follow since it was almost undetectable from the start. It was many long minutes before he realized that the smell reminded him of the bland taste of water. He smiled in triumph and momentarily forgot all that presently ailed him.
He continued following the smell at a greater speed. He soon began hearing the sound of rippling water similar to that of a slow-moving river. It was only after a few more minutes of traveling that Lou happened upon a riverbank where he slowed to catch his breath.
He mournfully left his watch on the ground and safely away from the water. He could not risk damaging it but he loathed risking losing it again. He then discarded most of his present worries as he raced forward to take a drink.
He suddenly stopped and his delight drained from him when he detected the scent of something horrible. He turned to his right and gazed into the grinning face of the serperior who had so thoroughly tortured him. "You shouldn't wander around during the night." The serperior said.
"Leave me alone," Lou managed and took a few trembling steps backward. "I only came for a drink and to clean up."
"Go ahead," The serperior said before lifting his head to gaze upward.
Lou looked to the sky as well and was amazed by the beauty of so many stars gleaming down on him, lighting his world in such a glamorous way that he had never noticed before. The stars' beauty was accompanied by the bright illumination of a quarter moon.
His amazement, however, dwindled upon realizing something. "I didn't even notice it was night time already." Lou admitted, but found he was talking to himself as the serperior had slithered off. "What a relief," He admitted. "Still, I must have night vision to be able to see this well at night. That'll make getting back home easy!" It felt wondrous for Lou to have such hope.
Returning home would have to wait; he needed a drink and the river provided all he required to sate his thirst. He dunked his face into the cool water and had to keep himself from grinning at the pleasant sensation of water rushing against him to cleanse and tickle his fur. He sucked noisily and swallowed as much as he could with every satisfying gulp.
The water tasted strange, but he was too thirsty to notice at first. He removed his head from the current for a breath only to dunk his face back in for more. He repeated the process until his belly was just about filled with river water. He took one final sip that made him finally realize that the water was the purest tasting thing he had ever consumed. "This place is amazing," He admitted. "it'd be even better without a rapist lurking about," He sorely grumbled, feeling tears returning to his eyes.
He blinked back his tears before taking a few steps back. He ran toward the river and, at the final step, he jumped happily forward and splashed into the water. He laughed joyously as the current detached the serperior's cum from him and helped begin the process of cleaning him. He nearly went under from not having practiced swimming with his new body, but he managed to make his way back to a more shallow spot where he could stand in the river without fear of drowning.
He rubbed at his legs to further clean himself and splashed water against his face. As pure-tasting as the water was, however, it was still just cold river water and, as such, only afforded him a good rinse. He soon found himself soaked and incapable of enduring the chill of the river any longer. He left its cold embrace in favor of the dry grass just beyond the bank.
He tried shaking himself dry on land as a dog might, but collapsed from making himself dizzy. He heard laughter from nearby, causing him to look toward the source, but he found himself staring only at a tree. "You look cold," He heard someone say and he tried following the voice, but saw no one. "And lost."
Lou was scared, but reasoned that he could try sniffing out whoever had spoken. He sharply turned his head the moment he caught a whiff of fur that was not his. "The night belongs to the Dark," Announced the intimidating absol that he now faced.
Lou tried backing away, but a voice from behind caused him to stop. "And now...so do you." Lou turned to face an umbreon who chuckled at him; it was clear that the intent of the two was ill.
As though to clarify what they meant, the umbreon knocked a very surprised zangoose onto his back. Lou opened his mouth to speak, but the umbreon pressed a paw against his throat, so that he could only manage to breathe. "Shhh," Hissed the umbreon. "Just relax, You are ours to do with as we please. As soon as you accept that, your life will become so much simpler and less troublesome for all of us."
The umbreon then lowered himself into a sitting position atop Lou, but the slow and measured motion caused him to fear the umbreon's intentions. Lou whimpered through his obstructed throat when he felt the umbreon's sheath rubbing against his own. He stared pleadingly up at the umbreon, but his attacker merely lowered his head and licked Lou's mouth affectionately. "No...not...again," Lou desperately wheezed.
Lou tried forcing the umbreon off with his claws, but as soon as he had raised them, the umbreon placed enough pressure against his throat to cut off his breathing altogether. "Don't do anything stupid, we wouldn't want an accident," Warned the umbreon. It was enough to cause Lou to lower his paws back to the ground and when he did, the umbreon lifted his paw enough to allow the zangoose breath.
The umbreon's arousal was clear at that point as Lou felt the vulpine's cock sliding forward and across his crotch. Lou found himself somewhat stimulated by the contact, but his terror and disgust overcame any sensation of possible arousal. The umbreon looked at him in disappointment as though expecting an erection from the pinned zangoose.
The umbreon removed his paw from Lou's throat in order to bend his head down toward it. Lou gasped for a lungful of air before shifting his head about frantically as the umbreon began nuzzling his neck and face. He licked, kissed, and rubbed at Lou in such a relentless motion. Lou felt extreme shame as he started giggling from having his neck and face tickled.
He felt further humiliation when the continued grinding of the umbreon's growing dick started teasing his own penis out from its sheath. "I thought this might excite you." The umbreon said approvingly, stopping to stare into Lou's eyes. "That look on your face is so adorable." Lou's face was crimson not only from the portions of red fur, but also in shame; his eyes were wide in shock and anger at his body's own betrayal.
The umbreon placed additional effort into grinding his cock against that of his zangoose captive and, as a result, Lou's dick continued hardening. The umbreon had already reached a full erection at that point and it felt terrifyingly large against Lou's own growing member.
He shuddered at the thought of being penetrated again, but his fear did nothing to hinder his boner. He felt the familiar splash of pre against his belly, but it horrified him upon realizing that the pre had shot out from his own cock. "Is he ready yet?" Grumbled an impatient voice and it took Lou a moment to realize that it was the absol he had seen only moments earlier who had spoken.
"R-ready for w-what?" Lou stuttered, his fear was almost enough to cause him to lose his erection, but the umbreon's persistent rubbing not only kept him hard, but also caused him to release a second shot of pre into the umbreon's fur.
"Oh, yes, just let me do my thing, first," The umbreon happily answered.
Lou tried moving his tail to block his already abused hole from further agony as soon as he felt the umbreon shift his position. The umbreon, however, moved slightly forward, not backward, to Lou's surprise. While he had a limited view from being forced on his back, Lou saw that the umbreon had his tail elevated and was lifting himself little by little, allowing Lou's cock to rise as it was no longer pressed up against him.
Lou soon felt the tip of his dick press against something soft, warm, and fleshy. He gasped in horror and released an unintended moan of ecstasy the moment that the umbreon sunk itself down atop him. The vulpine's rear was very accepting of Lou's cock and his anal passage was just tight enough to massage his length as to cause him very sensual and very unwanted pleasure. Lou could not help but moan out in pleasure as the umbreon pressed itself firmly onto him.
Lou knew he had hilted as soon as he felt the umbreon's hefty balls rest against his belly along with the vulpine's dick. The umbreon bent down and forced a kiss upon Lou's gaping maw, who was too defeated at that point to resist him. The umbreon worked Lou's mouth thoroughly and made certain that their tongues danced around and along one another. Lou was still defiant to a small degree and hardly returned the kiss, but the umbreon seemed experienced in such matters and managed to guide the zangoose into kissing him back, albeit lazily.
"Alright, enough. Stop trying to take the whole package," The absol said. "I get to have some fun too, you know."
That thought nearly drained the color from Lou's face as the umbreon broke their kiss slowly, allowing a string of saliva to idle momentarily between their mouths. Lou was too panic-stricken to close his mouth and the umbreon seemed to shrug before stealing one more quick kiss from the zangoose. "Hey! I said stop!" The absol shouted.
"Couldn't help it, he's practically begging for it now," The umbreon admitted.
"No!" Lou protested weakly. "I don't want any of this."
"Sure you do," Chuckled the absol as he approached Lou. "Why else would you be mating my friend?" He asked to which Lou had no reply. "You don't have to answer that. You don't have to say anything at all at this point because I am going to work your mouth."
Lou craned his head a little to try and receive a better view of the absol, but he needn't have bothered. The absol was soon grinning down at him before he sat down. The absol then pressed its paws against Lou's head and forced him to stare towards his crotch at an awkward and uncomfortable angle. Lou saw that the absol had become aroused and now featured a cock at least eight inches in length.
The absol lifted his hind legs just enough so that he could thrust his cock forward and against Lou's face who had since closed his mouth and refused the absol access. Lou winced when pre from the absol's cock shot out and splattered against his nose.
"Why'd you stop?" The absol asked his friend.
Lou could no longer see the umbreon, but he felt his weight slowly lifting from him. He also gasped as his body was racked with pleasure. The umbreon's passage hugged his cock as it slid slowly upward. Lou regretted opening his mouth an instant later because the absol took that moment to jam his own cock into him.
Lou gagged and choked on the absol's dick, but rather than removing it from him, the absol forced it further inside so that its tip very nearly invaded his throat. Lou was hardly capable of breathing through his nose with his mouth full of cock and his head bent almost backward. He nearly felt grateful when the absol slowly pulled back so that only the first couple inches of the dick rested on his tongue.
Lou instinctively raised his paws to try forcing the absol off him. The umbreon noticed and again placed a paw against his throat. "Lower them...or else." Lou whimpered and slowly, yet compliantly, dropped his arms to his sides.
Tears streamed from Lou's eyes and soaked into his fur, he felt helpless without any hope of salvation. Lou then released a shameful moan as the umbreon's rear continued pressing against his cock. The umbreon descended upon him again somewhat faster than before, earning a gasp from Lou. The absol took that as his cue to shove most of his cock through his gaping maw and almost down his throat.
The absol slowly pulled out of Lou, leaving just enough of his cock inside the zangoose to keep him from shutting his mouth. Unlike his friend, the umbreon quickened his pace; he had risen from Lou's crotch and dropped back down onto it, roughly, and repeated the motion before the absol even began thrusting back into his maw.
Lou shuddered in grief and pleasure, feeling his cock delivering another dose of pre, injecting it within the umbreon's literal bowels. He simultaneously gagged on the absol's cock not once, but twice when he felt pre cum splash against his throat. His breathing became heavy, especially with each passing exhale through his nose as more pre drained down his throat and into his stomach.
"Start sucking," Commanded the absol. "Or I'll shove it all the way down your throat," He threatened as soon as a weak hint of defiance showed on Lou's face.
Lou whimpered in a failed protest and gently wrapped his mouth around the absol's length. He received an approving moan as he began sliding his tongue alongside it, pressing against the hot throbbing length with his moist muscle. The absol resumed thrusting back and forth into Lou, but at a gentler pace and stopped at the base of his tongue. He felt warm thick pre run along his tongue, filling his mouth with its strong bitter taste. Its smell seemed to attack his nose an instant later, only causing his nausea to rise.
No matter how sick he felt, his body thrummed with the pleasure that the umbreon endeavored to inflict upon him. The vulpine doubled his efforts, if that was even possible, and Lou felt himself edging. Every tug and pull, the tightness and warmth of the umbreon, the pace at which he moved, and the sound of the umbreon's moans and gasps pushed Lou further towards the big finish. He even found himself sickly pleased by the feeling of the umbreon's pre soaking into his fur; it was the warmth and moisture of the pre that Lou found arousing in his sex-addled state.
Lou tried holding off as long as he could, he tried telling his body that what it was experiencing was awful. He even went so far as to focus on the absol's sexual attack against his mouth. "You're slacking," He heard the absol say.
Lou was surprised by his reaction to that statement when he licked and sucked upon command. He reasoned he was focusing on the absol so as to stop himself from releasing into the umbreon. He huffed from the effort...or was it from the pleasure? 'I'm not gay! Don't do this to me!' Lou mentally screamed at his own treacherous flesh. Tears ran freely from his eyes and felt some drip like rain onto his ears.
"He's so adorable," Said the absol.
"Oh, god, it's gonna be like a torrent when he cums," Gasped the umbreon, firing off more pre into Lou's fur.
Lou hardly heard him though as all the torments visited upon him by the two pokemon built up to that moment. His seed erupted from his cock as a wave of heat, weakness, and all-consuming ecstasy washed over him in beating blissful waves. His mouth went slack over the absol's cock, which he no longer felt during the entirety of his orgasm.
He felt the excess of his cum back flowing onto his crotch. He was unaware that the umbreon had climaxed as well until their juices mixed and pooled into his fur in one heated concoction. It was enough to keep him going strong for a little while longer.
Lou was only faintly aware that the absol was continuing to thrust back and forth into his mouth. That awareness grew as his orgasm began to fade and his load tapered to a mere dying trickle. The umbreon then collapsed onto his belly, smearing and pressing cum further into and along Lou's body. That was the least of his worries at that moment. He was made acutely aware of sharp pain in his jaw and a sudden lack of breath.
The absol had shoved his entire length into Lou so that its tip, and more, actually invaded his throat. The familiarity of hot semen rushed thickly into him. Lou practically felt it splash inside his belly. He tried screaming, but the mere thickness of the absol's pulsing length effectively cut him off.
Between the sexual exhaustion, mental trauma, and oxygen starvation from being deep-throated, Lou began blacking out. As his vision blurred, he began panicking. The absol continued pouring into him and showed no sign of slowing. "That's enough!" He faintly heard the umbreon shout.
The absol mournfully removed himself from Lou and allowed the remainder of his sticky load to splash messily against the zangoose. Lou's mouth was still open, however, and much of the absol's remaining seed crashed into his teeth and onto his tongue, almost filling his maw. It was the last thing Lou experienced, with its bitter taste, thick warmth, and strong smell, prior to passing out.
Lou eventually gathered enough strength to stand on all fours, which felt disturbingly natural to him as a zangoose. He hadn't the energy to force himself upright. He wrapped his pocket watch around his neck carefully so that he would neither choke nor lose his precious possession "I need a drink," He admitted to himself before going off in search of water. "I also need a bath." He shamefully admitted.
In addition to feeling the serperior's cum sticking into and hardening his fur, Lou found himself unbearably aware of its smell. It was somehow unique, owing to the fact that his zangoose senses, including smell, were sharp. The odor sickened him and the fact that he could detect the serperior's distinct scent from it only made him all the more miserable.
It felt unusual and uncomfortable for him to be walking around without any clothes. No shoes meant he felt every mound of dirt, every brush of grass, every leaf, and every twig he trod under-paw. His pads eliminated any pain he may have felt barefooted as a human, but the things he felt including the coolness of the earth beneath him was alien to him and eerily wonderful.
As he wandered aimlessly, he picked up on another scent, which was also familiar to him, but hardly detectable and, thankfully, not that of a certain grass type. He inhaled through his nose and followed the smell as it gradually grew stronger the further along he went. The smell was difficult to follow since it was almost undetectable from the start. It was many long minutes before he realized that the smell reminded him of the bland taste of water. He smiled in triumph and momentarily forgot all that presently ailed him.
He continued following the smell at a greater speed. He soon began hearing the sound of rippling water similar to that of a slow-moving river. It was only after a few more minutes of traveling that Lou happened upon a riverbank where he slowed to catch his breath.
He mournfully left his watch on the ground and safely away from the water. He could not risk damaging it but he loathed risking losing it again. He then discarded most of his present worries as he raced forward to take a drink.
He suddenly stopped and his delight drained from him when he detected the scent of something horrible. He turned to his right and gazed into the grinning face of the serperior who had so thoroughly tortured him. "You shouldn't wander around during the night." The serperior said.
"Leave me alone," Lou managed and took a few trembling steps backward. "I only came for a drink and to clean up."
"Go ahead," The serperior said before lifting his head to gaze upward.
Lou looked to the sky as well and was amazed by the beauty of so many stars gleaming down on him, lighting his world in such a glamorous way that he had never noticed before. The stars' beauty was accompanied by the bright illumination of a quarter moon.
His amazement, however, dwindled upon realizing something. "I didn't even notice it was night time already." Lou admitted, but found he was talking to himself as the serperior had slithered off. "What a relief," He admitted. "Still, I must have night vision to be able to see this well at night. That'll make getting back home easy!" It felt wondrous for Lou to have such hope.
Returning home would have to wait; he needed a drink and the river provided all he required to sate his thirst. He dunked his face into the cool water and had to keep himself from grinning at the pleasant sensation of water rushing against him to cleanse and tickle his fur. He sucked noisily and swallowed as much as he could with every satisfying gulp.
The water tasted strange, but he was too thirsty to notice at first. He removed his head from the current for a breath only to dunk his face back in for more. He repeated the process until his belly was just about filled with river water. He took one final sip that made him finally realize that the water was the purest tasting thing he had ever consumed. "This place is amazing," He admitted. "it'd be even better without a rapist lurking about," He sorely grumbled, feeling tears returning to his eyes.
He blinked back his tears before taking a few steps back. He ran toward the river and, at the final step, he jumped happily forward and splashed into the water. He laughed joyously as the current detached the serperior's cum from him and helped begin the process of cleaning him. He nearly went under from not having practiced swimming with his new body, but he managed to make his way back to a more shallow spot where he could stand in the river without fear of drowning.
He rubbed at his legs to further clean himself and splashed water against his face. As pure-tasting as the water was, however, it was still just cold river water and, as such, only afforded him a good rinse. He soon found himself soaked and incapable of enduring the chill of the river any longer. He left its cold embrace in favor of the dry grass just beyond the bank.
He tried shaking himself dry on land as a dog might, but collapsed from making himself dizzy. He heard laughter from nearby, causing him to look toward the source, but he found himself staring only at a tree. "You look cold," He heard someone say and he tried following the voice, but saw no one. "And lost."
Lou was scared, but reasoned that he could try sniffing out whoever had spoken. He sharply turned his head the moment he caught a whiff of fur that was not his. "The night belongs to the Dark," Announced the intimidating absol that he now faced.
Lou tried backing away, but a voice from behind caused him to stop. "And now...so do you." Lou turned to face an umbreon who chuckled at him; it was clear that the intent of the two was ill.
As though to clarify what they meant, the umbreon knocked a very surprised zangoose onto his back. Lou opened his mouth to speak, but the umbreon pressed a paw against his throat, so that he could only manage to breathe. "Shhh," Hissed the umbreon. "Just relax, You are ours to do with as we please. As soon as you accept that, your life will become so much simpler and less troublesome for all of us."
The umbreon then lowered himself into a sitting position atop Lou, but the slow and measured motion caused him to fear the umbreon's intentions. Lou whimpered through his obstructed throat when he felt the umbreon's sheath rubbing against his own. He stared pleadingly up at the umbreon, but his attacker merely lowered his head and licked Lou's mouth affectionately. "No...not...again," Lou desperately wheezed.
Lou tried forcing the umbreon off with his claws, but as soon as he had raised them, the umbreon placed enough pressure against his throat to cut off his breathing altogether. "Don't do anything stupid, we wouldn't want an accident," Warned the umbreon. It was enough to cause Lou to lower his paws back to the ground and when he did, the umbreon lifted his paw enough to allow the zangoose breath.
The umbreon's arousal was clear at that point as Lou felt the vulpine's cock sliding forward and across his crotch. Lou found himself somewhat stimulated by the contact, but his terror and disgust overcame any sensation of possible arousal. The umbreon looked at him in disappointment as though expecting an erection from the pinned zangoose.
The umbreon removed his paw from Lou's throat in order to bend his head down toward it. Lou gasped for a lungful of air before shifting his head about frantically as the umbreon began nuzzling his neck and face. He licked, kissed, and rubbed at Lou in such a relentless motion. Lou felt extreme shame as he started giggling from having his neck and face tickled.
He felt further humiliation when the continued grinding of the umbreon's growing dick started teasing his own penis out from its sheath. "I thought this might excite you." The umbreon said approvingly, stopping to stare into Lou's eyes. "That look on your face is so adorable." Lou's face was crimson not only from the portions of red fur, but also in shame; his eyes were wide in shock and anger at his body's own betrayal.
The umbreon placed additional effort into grinding his cock against that of his zangoose captive and, as a result, Lou's dick continued hardening. The umbreon had already reached a full erection at that point and it felt terrifyingly large against Lou's own growing member.
He shuddered at the thought of being penetrated again, but his fear did nothing to hinder his boner. He felt the familiar splash of pre against his belly, but it horrified him upon realizing that the pre had shot out from his own cock. "Is he ready yet?" Grumbled an impatient voice and it took Lou a moment to realize that it was the absol he had seen only moments earlier who had spoken.
"R-ready for w-what?" Lou stuttered, his fear was almost enough to cause him to lose his erection, but the umbreon's persistent rubbing not only kept him hard, but also caused him to release a second shot of pre into the umbreon's fur.
"Oh, yes, just let me do my thing, first," The umbreon happily answered.
Lou tried moving his tail to block his already abused hole from further agony as soon as he felt the umbreon shift his position. The umbreon, however, moved slightly forward, not backward, to Lou's surprise. While he had a limited view from being forced on his back, Lou saw that the umbreon had his tail elevated and was lifting himself little by little, allowing Lou's cock to rise as it was no longer pressed up against him.
Lou soon felt the tip of his dick press against something soft, warm, and fleshy. He gasped in horror and released an unintended moan of ecstasy the moment that the umbreon sunk itself down atop him. The vulpine's rear was very accepting of Lou's cock and his anal passage was just tight enough to massage his length as to cause him very sensual and very unwanted pleasure. Lou could not help but moan out in pleasure as the umbreon pressed itself firmly onto him.
Lou knew he had hilted as soon as he felt the umbreon's hefty balls rest against his belly along with the vulpine's dick. The umbreon bent down and forced a kiss upon Lou's gaping maw, who was too defeated at that point to resist him. The umbreon worked Lou's mouth thoroughly and made certain that their tongues danced around and along one another. Lou was still defiant to a small degree and hardly returned the kiss, but the umbreon seemed experienced in such matters and managed to guide the zangoose into kissing him back, albeit lazily.
"Alright, enough. Stop trying to take the whole package," The absol said. "I get to have some fun too, you know."
That thought nearly drained the color from Lou's face as the umbreon broke their kiss slowly, allowing a string of saliva to idle momentarily between their mouths. Lou was too panic-stricken to close his mouth and the umbreon seemed to shrug before stealing one more quick kiss from the zangoose. "Hey! I said stop!" The absol shouted.
"Couldn't help it, he's practically begging for it now," The umbreon admitted.
"No!" Lou protested weakly. "I don't want any of this."
"Sure you do," Chuckled the absol as he approached Lou. "Why else would you be mating my friend?" He asked to which Lou had no reply. "You don't have to answer that. You don't have to say anything at all at this point because I am going to work your mouth."
Lou craned his head a little to try and receive a better view of the absol, but he needn't have bothered. The absol was soon grinning down at him before he sat down. The absol then pressed its paws against Lou's head and forced him to stare towards his crotch at an awkward and uncomfortable angle. Lou saw that the absol had become aroused and now featured a cock at least eight inches in length.
The absol lifted his hind legs just enough so that he could thrust his cock forward and against Lou's face who had since closed his mouth and refused the absol access. Lou winced when pre from the absol's cock shot out and splattered against his nose.
"Why'd you stop?" The absol asked his friend.
Lou could no longer see the umbreon, but he felt his weight slowly lifting from him. He also gasped as his body was racked with pleasure. The umbreon's passage hugged his cock as it slid slowly upward. Lou regretted opening his mouth an instant later because the absol took that moment to jam his own cock into him.
Lou gagged and choked on the absol's dick, but rather than removing it from him, the absol forced it further inside so that its tip very nearly invaded his throat. Lou was hardly capable of breathing through his nose with his mouth full of cock and his head bent almost backward. He nearly felt grateful when the absol slowly pulled back so that only the first couple inches of the dick rested on his tongue.
Lou instinctively raised his paws to try forcing the absol off him. The umbreon noticed and again placed a paw against his throat. "Lower them...or else." Lou whimpered and slowly, yet compliantly, dropped his arms to his sides.
Tears streamed from Lou's eyes and soaked into his fur, he felt helpless without any hope of salvation. Lou then released a shameful moan as the umbreon's rear continued pressing against his cock. The umbreon descended upon him again somewhat faster than before, earning a gasp from Lou. The absol took that as his cue to shove most of his cock through his gaping maw and almost down his throat.
The absol slowly pulled out of Lou, leaving just enough of his cock inside the zangoose to keep him from shutting his mouth. Unlike his friend, the umbreon quickened his pace; he had risen from Lou's crotch and dropped back down onto it, roughly, and repeated the motion before the absol even began thrusting back into his maw.
Lou shuddered in grief and pleasure, feeling his cock delivering another dose of pre, injecting it within the umbreon's literal bowels. He simultaneously gagged on the absol's cock not once, but twice when he felt pre cum splash against his throat. His breathing became heavy, especially with each passing exhale through his nose as more pre drained down his throat and into his stomach.
"Start sucking," Commanded the absol. "Or I'll shove it all the way down your throat," He threatened as soon as a weak hint of defiance showed on Lou's face.
Lou whimpered in a failed protest and gently wrapped his mouth around the absol's length. He received an approving moan as he began sliding his tongue alongside it, pressing against the hot throbbing length with his moist muscle. The absol resumed thrusting back and forth into Lou, but at a gentler pace and stopped at the base of his tongue. He felt warm thick pre run along his tongue, filling his mouth with its strong bitter taste. Its smell seemed to attack his nose an instant later, only causing his nausea to rise.
No matter how sick he felt, his body thrummed with the pleasure that the umbreon endeavored to inflict upon him. The vulpine doubled his efforts, if that was even possible, and Lou felt himself edging. Every tug and pull, the tightness and warmth of the umbreon, the pace at which he moved, and the sound of the umbreon's moans and gasps pushed Lou further towards the big finish. He even found himself sickly pleased by the feeling of the umbreon's pre soaking into his fur; it was the warmth and moisture of the pre that Lou found arousing in his sex-addled state.
Lou tried holding off as long as he could, he tried telling his body that what it was experiencing was awful. He even went so far as to focus on the absol's sexual attack against his mouth. "You're slacking," He heard the absol say.
Lou was surprised by his reaction to that statement when he licked and sucked upon command. He reasoned he was focusing on the absol so as to stop himself from releasing into the umbreon. He huffed from the effort...or was it from the pleasure? 'I'm not gay! Don't do this to me!' Lou mentally screamed at his own treacherous flesh. Tears ran freely from his eyes and felt some drip like rain onto his ears.
"He's so adorable," Said the absol.
"Oh, god, it's gonna be like a torrent when he cums," Gasped the umbreon, firing off more pre into Lou's fur.
Lou hardly heard him though as all the torments visited upon him by the two pokemon built up to that moment. His seed erupted from his cock as a wave of heat, weakness, and all-consuming ecstasy washed over him in beating blissful waves. His mouth went slack over the absol's cock, which he no longer felt during the entirety of his orgasm.
He felt the excess of his cum back flowing onto his crotch. He was unaware that the umbreon had climaxed as well until their juices mixed and pooled into his fur in one heated concoction. It was enough to keep him going strong for a little while longer.
Lou was only faintly aware that the absol was continuing to thrust back and forth into his mouth. That awareness grew as his orgasm began to fade and his load tapered to a mere dying trickle. The umbreon then collapsed onto his belly, smearing and pressing cum further into and along Lou's body. That was the least of his worries at that moment. He was made acutely aware of sharp pain in his jaw and a sudden lack of breath.
The absol had shoved his entire length into Lou so that its tip, and more, actually invaded his throat. The familiarity of hot semen rushed thickly into him. Lou practically felt it splash inside his belly. He tried screaming, but the mere thickness of the absol's pulsing length effectively cut him off.
Between the sexual exhaustion, mental trauma, and oxygen starvation from being deep-throated, Lou began blacking out. As his vision blurred, he began panicking. The absol continued pouring into him and showed no sign of slowing. "That's enough!" He faintly heard the umbreon shout.
The absol mournfully removed himself from Lou and allowed the remainder of his sticky load to splash messily against the zangoose. Lou's mouth was still open, however, and much of the absol's remaining seed crashed into his teeth and onto his tongue, almost filling his maw. It was the last thing Lou experienced, with its bitter taste, thick warmth, and strong smell, prior to passing out.