Escape Attempt
You awoke a few hours later and discovered yourself no longer experiencing the false heat induced upon you by the kirlia as your tits most likely leaked the milk out of your body and returned to normal. Additionally, you no longer appeared within the confines of the hotel room that served as your prison for the last few days. Instead, you found yourself staring at a clear and brightly lit sunny sky above as a gentle cool breeze blew past your body. In addition to the breeze, you heard the sound of leaves rustling nearby and curiously turned your head to the right until you noticed several trees with a vast amount of healthy green leaves among their towering branches. You then turned to face the ground beneath you and quickly realized that someone, most likely your trainer, decided to place you on a sunlit patch of soft soil and grass.
While it felt relaxing, you felt too terrified of your trainer's intentions for your body during that moment and decided to stand up and take advantage of the outside by running as far away from the area as possible. Before you ran two steps, you noticed your trainer sitting on the grass not too far away from you with multiple poke'mon that you assumed belonged to him. You saw minun, quilava, and kirlia and instantly wanted to run away from them until your eyes rested on a blue-checkered sheet with food evenly displaced across its surface. The poke'mon and their trainer apparently decided to sit down and enjoy a picnic while allowing you to rest on the grass. Seeing the food made your mouth water from hunger again, but you hesitated to approach the rapists and their trainer.
You then noticed ditto and it noticed you staring before returning your stare with a kind smile and even though it helped you the previous day, you no longer felt capable of trusting any of the trainer's poke'mon. After only counting four of your trainer's poke'mon, you wondered if your trainer's roster remained incomplete or if he simply decided not to release the others. However, you noticed something out of the corner of your left eye and turned to face an interesting poke'mon resting beneath the shade of a nearby tree. You recognized the poke'mon as a dusknoir, one of the most powerful ghost poke'mon in existence as its presence only helped to increase your fear, automatically assuming the dusknoir belonged to your trainer.
You then noticed a tangela located near the dusknoir and unless any other poke'mon appeared, you believed that completed your trainer's entire roster of six poke'mon. That meant that you acted simply as the team's fuck toy whenever they needed additional inspiration or just wanted your body for their personal pleasure. You wanted to run far away from the entire group, but your extreme hunger prevented you from moving away from your trainer and the others. The clear plastic bowls of poke'mon food caused your hunger to rise especially after seeing your trainer eating a sandwich that he recently removed from a nearby red cooler.
You bent down on all four paws and slowly began walking your way toward the picnic area in hopes of food as your body shook lightly from intense fear. The others noticed your approach and all began staring at you, which caused you to stop moving completely as you stared back at the others in fear like a deer caught in the headlights of an oncoming vehicle. Meanwhile, the trainer opened the white lid to the cooler and pulled out two bowls, a bottle of water, and a plastic container filled with pink and violet cubes that you quickly recognized as poke'blocks. After setting the items down onto the sheet, your trainer opened the lid to the poke'blocks and emptied some of them into one of the two empty bowls. Afterward, he closed the container filled with poke'blocks and placed it back into the cooler.
As you watched, you began wondering if he intended to feed you properly because you remembered the awful experience from the last time he fed you even though it paled in comparison to the constant rapes. Meanwhile, your trainer poured some water from the bottle into the second empty bowl and when he finished, he closed the bottle and returned it to the cooler along with the container of poke'blocks. He then slid the bowls onto an empty spot next to the ditto and looked over to you, "Well Plusle, are you going to eat?" He asked you and while you hated him and everything about him, you needed nutrition.
Fortunately, you only needed to walk a few steps forward because the ditto sat next to the side of the sheet closest to you while the trainer and the cooler rested toward your right. The minun sat on the opposite end of the sheet as your bowl of food and water while the quilava sat directly across from the ditto. Meanwhile, the kirlia sat in between the ditto and the quilava while he faced his trainer directly. You looked at their bowls and noticed each of them eating a different colored set of poke'blocks. You knew that poke'blocks were the favored food among poke'mon and that trainers, who competed in contests a lot, fed their poke'mon mostly poke'blocks. You felt curious about the taste of yours, wondering why poke'mon enjoyed eating them so much.
Your combined curiosity and hunger slightly surpassed your fear, causing you to step closer toward your food in order to eat. You began eating the poke'blocks one at a time, hardly having the room to fit any more than one into your small mouth. You noticed that they tasted fruity and that the purple ones lacked a little flavor as they left your mouth feeling a bit dry while the pink ones tasted very sweet, almost too sweet for your tastes. After eating only five of the violet ones, your mouth felt a little dehydrated and decided to take a long drink from your water bowl. All the while, you kept your eyes on the others, ready to move if any of them tried coming any closer.
"I heard what happened to you earlier today," The ditto suddenly whispered. "I want to help you get away from all of this because my trainer and my friends have gone too far with you." It added in a whisper while you looked at the ditto for a moment as you stopped eating for a few seconds, but the ditto never once looked back. "Act natural, I cannot let the others know." The ditto told you when he noticed you looking at him directly rather than your food and water. "Fortunately for us, Kirlia stopped reading the thoughts of others awhile back when the ability threatened to change his personality from all of the incoming thoughts, memories, and emotions. However, I do not want to talk about this in front of the others even in whispers," It finished.
You listened to the ditto and heard it speak about wanting to help you, but you felt completely uninterested in trusting it because of the way all of your trainer's poke'mon treated you up to that moment. While the ditto nearly proved its kind intentions through healing you yesterday, the ditto only healed you because its trainer ordered it into doing so. The ditto's words of kindness meant nothing to you especially after kirlia spoke kindly to you as well only to mate with you without your genuine consent. However, considering your circumstances, you felt willing to provide the ditto with a chance.
Whether you believed the ditto and it betrayed you or you decided to distrust him, your trainer most likely intended you to experience rape from his poke'mon more often either way. At least if you trusted the ditto you obtained a slight possibility for a chance at escape from the human. Without him and his poke'mon, you could stop worrying about rape and try discovering a way to return to your human form. While you refused to trust the ditto, you wanted some form of hope and you desperately wanted to escape your captor. "You will probably just rape me like all of the others, but if I don't go through with whatever it is you have planned, then I will just get raped," You told the ditto in a whisper.
The ditto smiled a bit wider than before and you sensed that it tried to suppress laughter and succeeded for the most part, as it let out a single light chuckle that no one else seemed to catch. "Dittos have no need to mate because in our actual form, we possess no gender," The ditto began explaining. "While mating makes me curious, dittos only mate to help other poke'mon through their heat or to help breed poke'mon. Although, I have been told by others of my kind that I should try it at least once due to the indescribable pleasure, I will only do it if another poke'mon wants and asks for it." It continued. "You have no need to worry about me wanting to mate with you, and while I cannot understand your pain, I understand pain nonetheless and I know what my friends are doing to you is wrong," The ditto assured.
You listened to the ditto's words and nearly decided to believe it until you realized that it only spoke words and nothing more. Words without action meant nothing and you continued refusing to trust the ditto, but you still felt curious about something. With a ditto on your trainer's team, why did they need you for a mate? "Why haven't you transformed into a female poke'mon and mated with your friends?" You suddenly asked, "Are you just not attracted to males and only to females?" You added and forgot to whisper that part, which caused the others around the picnic to laugh while you saw the ditto blush from embarrassment. "Did I say something wrong?" You asked, directing the question toward the ditto.
"No, I personally have no preference and I hardly understand how mating works or why certain poke'mon have certain preferences even if toward the same gender or both." The ditto answered your second question without responding to the first as though his first answer meant to explain his next one. "However, despite my rare ability to transform into any poke'mon based on my memory alone, I am only capable of transforming into male poke'mon for some unknown reason. Perhaps I lack knowledge in my own transforming abilities or maybe it is a defect within my body, I am uncertain myself," The ditto explained. "Anyway, my friends are all heterosexual and I doubt any of them would appreciate me mating with them due to my little problem," The ditto finished.
"What are you two talking about?" The minun suddenly asked, but you noticed that he turned his attention toward the ditto. "Ditto, I already told you that if you wanted to mate with my girl then go ahead, I helped catch her for all of us to share," He added. "I am guessing that you still don't want to mate with that little slut next to you unless she is willing though," He stated, his insults hardly hurt you because you knew much more painful sensations. "Hey I know!" The minun suddenly shouter, "Why don't you just transform into Kirlia and do to Plusle what he did to her today?" The minun suggested before he turned to face the kirlia.
"Damn, that was some hot action you showed us, I felt every moment of it in my mind." The minun said before he looked at you, "I'm ready whenever you are...Just shut up and fuck me already," He quoted you from when the kirlia mated with you, "Priceless!" He exclaimed before looking back toward the ditto, "You shouldn't have said no when Kirlia offered to show us Ditto," He said before he finally became quiet.
"I said no because I want the first mating experience I receive to be real, not a telepathic transmission no matter how realistic it may seem," The ditto told the minun.
"Fair enough," The minun commented.
"Anyway, I was telling Plusle that wanted to mate with her and I asked her how she wanted it and what poke'mon she wanted me to mate with her as," The ditto lied as you hoped that he lied about the first part about wanting to mate with you as well. "She told me that she wants to mate with a houndour and I was about to transform before you interrupted me." The ditto stated while you look frightened, knowing that mating with a fire poke'mon became very painful during and after and you hoped that the ditto was only lying and not telling the truth about mating with you as a houndour.
"A houndour is a very interesting choice since fire poke'mon semen can cause massive damage if too much is released," The quilava suddenly spoke up.
"What makes it even more interesting is that a houndour puts me, Quilava, Tangela, and Dusknoir at a disadvantage when it comes to fighting," The kirlia added. "My attacks are useless against dark types like Houndour while its fire gives it partial immunity against Quilava. It would also allow you to defeat Tangela with ease in battle due to its partial immunity to grass types while Tangela is highly weak against fire attacks. Houndour's dark element puts Dusknoir in the same position as Houndour's fire element does for Tangela," The kirlia said. "What are you up to Ditto?" He suddenly asked and you wanted to know the same exact thing, but began thinking that ditto wanted to transform into houndour to protect you while he aided you in your escape.
Suddenly, the minun sighed in what sounded like annoyance, "Will you just relax?" He asked them, "Ditto is our friend and he would never betray any of us so you shouldn't talk like that about him." He said, sounding like the leader of the group next to his trainer, which you considered possible since your trainer seemed to favor the minun the most out of his poke'mon. "Just let our trainer know you want to mate with Plusle because walking away with the little whore would make even me suspicious if you didn't say anything first," He told the ditto.
The ditto silently nodded in response and began glowing in a blinding white light while its body began changing in shape and size. When the light eventually vanished, the ditto finished transforming into the basic dark and fire type poke'mon known as houndour. In its current form, the ditto stood taller than you by six inches and due to its current size along with its fire element, you feared it intended to rape you despite its earlier comments. You trembled in apparent fear while the nearby male poke'mon chuckled evilly at you. "I need you to kiss me in front of our trainer to trick him into thinking we want to mate so he will let us walk deeper into the forest." The ditto instructed you as it turned to face you in its current form.
You clearly remembered that the kirlia seduced you in a similar manner as your session with him started with a hug and a kiss. Therefore, you decided against kissing the transformed ditto, not wanting to allow yourself to be deceived by the same tactic twice. However, the ditto looked impatient and suddenly jumped up and pounced on your small form, sending you crashing onto your back. The ditto placed its body's forepaws onto your chest and with it already positioned on top of you, you knew that if it wanted to, it could rape you with ease. Instead, it looked down into your fear-filled face and lowered its head toward yours, "Please trust me," It whispered just low enough for you to hear.
You shut your eyes tightly, turned your head to the side, and cringed with fear as you awaited the terrible fate you suspected. You felt the ditto's hot breath brush against your face before it took one long lick at your cheek and you only reopened your eyes after the ditto removed its tongue from you. You realized that the ditto currently stared up toward its trainer before looking back to you for only a second. "I understand Ditto, you want some alone time with Plusle," The trainer spoke as you fond it unbelievable that your trainer easily understood his poke'mon like an expert. "Go ahead and take Plusle somewhere in the forest away from all of your friends and come back whenever you are finished," The trainer told the ditto.
The ditto removed the weight of its houndour form from your body before it walked toward your left away from the picnic. It bent down and nudged you with his nose, "Stand up and come with me or I will have no other choice than to attack," It ordered. "Make this look convincing so as not to give any of them a reason to follow us," The ditto instructed in a whisper.
You discovered that making the scene appear convincing gave you no trouble at all as you continued to look and feel very afraid. You slowly stood up on your hind legs and looked at the ditto, uncertain of what he intended anymore, but you hoped he meant what he said about helping you escape. It certainly appeared as though it wanted to help you, but it also behaved in a manner that suggested it wanted to mate with you. "Please do not rape me like the others," You sincerely told the transformed ditto as your eyes each released a small tear that streaked down your cheeks. "I didn't do anything to deserve any of this," You additionally stated.
The ditto used its houndour mouth to reveal flames as though to threaten you of an oncoming attack if you refused to move. His expression certainly made him appear impatient with you as you continued feeling confused and afraid, "Follow me," The ditto growled after swallowing the fire within his mouth.
You decided to follow the instruction given to you, fearful of a fire-based attack and walked behind him as the other male poke'mon looked at you with sinister grins. The ditto walked forward on all fours with you following close behind away from the trainer and the other poke'mon. During the walk, you passed several trees that placed both of you out of sight from the others. Additionally, you believed that the distance placed you out of earshot of the others since you already traveled for nearly five minutes. "Plusle, I never noticed how beautiful you truly are until now," The transformed ditto stated as it suddenly turned around to face you. "Run away," It told you.
The ditto's first comment frightened you greatly and believed that it intended to rape you during that moment after stating those words. Therefore, you started to back away from it until he instructed you to run away, which confused you for the first few seconds after hearing those words. You then noticed a red bulge from beneath the transformed ditto and realized that its houndour body suddenly became erect. "You need to run away now," The transformed ditto stated. "My body has become aroused by your appearance and I cannot change back into my original form for some reason," It explained. "I fear that I might give into my desires and force you to mate with me if you do not run away now," It told you.
After hearing the ditto's words, you instantly dropped on all fours, ran past him, and continued running through the forest, trying to avoid mating with another poke'mon. Seconds later, you heard paws pounding the ground from only a few feet behind you, causing you to glance back for only a second. You saw a houndour chasing you with a lustful expression over his face; if the ditto truly wanted to avoid raping you then it lost control while the mating instincts of the houndour overwhelmed its senses. Otherwise, the ditto simply wanted to chase and hunt you down like a predator for its own sexual arousal, which both frightened and disgusted you to no end.
The body of the houndour seemed to posses more speed and power than you felt capable of producing through your own plusle form. The "houndour" neared tackling range and you turned you face forward, concentrating on accelerating in order to escape your pursuer. You eventually resorted to zigzagging your way across the forest floor, knowing that certain animals and poke'mon ran like that in order to evade their predators. Your attempts succeeded for the first few seconds as the "houndour" apparently became confused by your movements as it fell behind a few feet. Unfortunately, it regained ground before it jumped toward you, its shadow covered you before it landed directly on top of your body, causing you to cease running while your body collapsed under its weight.
You found your forepaws placed before you on the ground below you as your hindquarters remained elevated since the collision caused you to crash onto your knees. You hated your current position especially after feeling the "houndour's" penis tapping on the small piece of flesh that bordered between your tail-hole and your folds. The "houndour" placed his forepaws next to your shoulders and its hind-paws directly behind your hind paws while you trembled uncontrollably in fear. The "houndour" lowered its head and rested it above your head between your large ears before it began licking slowly at your right ear for a few seconds.
"I have been so naive all this time, never understanding the pleasure that mating can produce, but that time ends now," The voice of the ditto spoke through the mouth of a houndour. "I know I should not do this, but I will just explain to Minun that I just wanted to mark you as my mate for arousal purposes," It added.
You felt too afraid to begin understanding what the "houndour meant by that until you felt something warm and wet splashing against the fur of your hindquarters. The stench reached your nostrils and you recognized it as urine, which caused you to feel greatly disgusted and disturbed while the houndour waste trickled from your thighs and down to your hind paws. Much of the urine soaked the fur surrounding your entrances, providing unwanted lubrication if the "houndour" decided to use it for such purposes. Meanwhile, you began sobbing heavily, nearly choking as your eyes released several tears of misery. "You said you wanted to help me! You and your friends only care about fucking me and never once asked me where I came from or if I wanted it!" You screamed at it.
The "houndour" ignored you as it began nuzzling the top of your head with its chin, licking your fur and ears every few seconds. "Don't move," It growled and you suddenly felt a wave of extreme and uncomfortable heat wash over your head while you heard the crackle of flames coming from the "houndour's" mouth. You felt too terrified to move even after the "houndour" removed its weight from your body and after staring forward in fear for a few seconds, the "houndour" spoke again. "Stand up on all fours and keep yourself sturdy or I will attack you," It said threateningly and when you failed to comply it roared "NOW!" at you.
You suddenly complied with the order given to you by the "houndour and stood up on all four paws as tall as your small body allowed. You then turned your head toward your right and looked at the "houndour" as its behind faced you as the "houndour" crawled backwards toward your body. When it came close enough, the "houndour" lifted itself several inches in the air so that its crotch hovered above your tail. The "houndour" then lowered its body, causing its penis to descend down toward your body until the cock rubbed against your body next to your tail. The physical contact caused a shot of pre-cum to splash onto your fur as you felt a little wet and warm on a small area of your own fur. The "houndour" continued lowering himself, using your body as support to bend its extension backwards.
Eventually, the houndour lowered its body so that the tip of its rod rested just in front of your tail-hole where it stopped for only a moment. During that moment, an additional dose of pre-cum shot from the "houndour" cock and splashed onto your tail-hole. You realized that the "houndour" wanted to mate with you in an erotic fashion by doing it backwards as it even went to the extent of wanting to penetrate you anally rather than vaginally. You wanted to retreat from your position, but you failed to move quickly enough as the "houndour" moved its body quickly in reverse. You felt pain surge through your body as the "houndour's" meat forced its way into you, using the urine and pre-cum as lubrication for entry.
The "houndour" managed to shove an inch of its rod into your body before your body prevented it from diving any deeper during the first insertion. You waited for the "houndour" to pull out in order to allow you to run away, but instead, the "houndour" decided to force itself deeper into you. The resulting pain from the "houndour's" actions caused you to scream out loudly while it forced nearly its entire cock into you. After nearly twenty seconds of torment, the "houndour" managed to insert most of itself into you excluding the knot. The knot prevented it from going any further or so you thought as the "houndour" only decided to stop for a few seconds before continuing to force itself into you even further. "Wow, this feels amazing!" The "houndour" commented.
You felt the entire three inches of fattened flesh forcing your tail-hole to widen while your body struggled to free itself of the foreign object without success. Your body even failed to prevent a further intrusion while you experienced indescribable pain emanating from your tail-hole, as you desperately wanted it to stop. Instead, the horrid experience continued as the knot finally breached your tail-hole and slid through. After your body's resistance failed, your tail-hole instinctively sealed itself around the base of the "houndour's" penis, trapping the two of you together until the "houndour" softened. "Looks like we are stuck like this for a little bit, so we might as well enjoy it." The "houndour" said as it looked back toward your face and you returned the gaze with the face of a miserable female plusle.
After the comment, the "houndour" turned to face the other end before it pulled forward rather hard, causing you to scream in pain again as tears drizzled down your face. The "houndour" then shoved back and you felt the trapped cock inside of you move enough to threaten to tear apart your tail-hole. Unfortunately, the "houndour" only started as it stopped waiting and proceeded to thrust back and forth rapidly. You cried out in pain with each thrust as the "houndour" slammed its testicles against your folds wildly with every thrust. You eventually found it impossible to support your own body as the thrusts rocked you back and forth and by the fifth series of thrusts your forepaws gave in.
You collapsed face-first forward onto the ground, but your rear remained elevated while the "houndour" ignored your crash and continued abusing your rear with its penis. Through the constant rocking, you barely managed to place your forepaws beneath your head in order to avoid your neck breaking during the violent rape. You wanted the torment to end, but you feared the fire type's seed as you easily recalled the pain that the quilava's semen inflicted upon your insides during the previous day. "Please stop!" You screamed before gasping for breath from all of your cries, "I can't take any more!" You added as the "houndour's" extension continued painfully grinding through your insides.
"Neither...ha...can I!" The "houndour" replied in a howl more than three minutes after the rape began, but it felt more like three hours of hell on your body.
Seconds after the "houndour" spoke those words, it thrust into you two more times before his dreaded seed erupted from his penis. Unexpectedly, the seed only felt moderately warmer than the minun's juice, but you hated possessing the ability to recall the disgusting information. Additionally, only a moderate amount of the "houndour's" juices invaded your form through your tail-hole and while that meant no stomach pain for you, you felt disgusted by carrying any amount of the "houndour's" semen. Additional discomfort came to you through your damaged insides through your tail-hole. You simply wanted the penis removed and to forget the horrible experience.
You then felt warm from behind as a bright light washed over you, causing you to turn around to glance at the ditto as it transformed back into its original form. You no longer felt a penis trapped within your severely expanded and reddened tail-hole as you slowly lowered your thighs and rested on the grass in severe discomfort. Your tail-hole leaked a small amount of excess cum while you moved. "Forget what I said earlier Plusle!" The ditto exclaimed, "That was the best experience of my life and I must have it again later!" It added. "For now, it is time to return to our trainer my little mate," He announced while you simply sobbed in response at the ditto's betrayal as you only found comfort in the fact that you never decided to trust him.
"Not yet, it is my turn because I like them pre-fucked," Someone suddenly spoke from behind.
While it felt relaxing, you felt too terrified of your trainer's intentions for your body during that moment and decided to stand up and take advantage of the outside by running as far away from the area as possible. Before you ran two steps, you noticed your trainer sitting on the grass not too far away from you with multiple poke'mon that you assumed belonged to him. You saw minun, quilava, and kirlia and instantly wanted to run away from them until your eyes rested on a blue-checkered sheet with food evenly displaced across its surface. The poke'mon and their trainer apparently decided to sit down and enjoy a picnic while allowing you to rest on the grass. Seeing the food made your mouth water from hunger again, but you hesitated to approach the rapists and their trainer.
You then noticed ditto and it noticed you staring before returning your stare with a kind smile and even though it helped you the previous day, you no longer felt capable of trusting any of the trainer's poke'mon. After only counting four of your trainer's poke'mon, you wondered if your trainer's roster remained incomplete or if he simply decided not to release the others. However, you noticed something out of the corner of your left eye and turned to face an interesting poke'mon resting beneath the shade of a nearby tree. You recognized the poke'mon as a dusknoir, one of the most powerful ghost poke'mon in existence as its presence only helped to increase your fear, automatically assuming the dusknoir belonged to your trainer.
You then noticed a tangela located near the dusknoir and unless any other poke'mon appeared, you believed that completed your trainer's entire roster of six poke'mon. That meant that you acted simply as the team's fuck toy whenever they needed additional inspiration or just wanted your body for their personal pleasure. You wanted to run far away from the entire group, but your extreme hunger prevented you from moving away from your trainer and the others. The clear plastic bowls of poke'mon food caused your hunger to rise especially after seeing your trainer eating a sandwich that he recently removed from a nearby red cooler.
You bent down on all four paws and slowly began walking your way toward the picnic area in hopes of food as your body shook lightly from intense fear. The others noticed your approach and all began staring at you, which caused you to stop moving completely as you stared back at the others in fear like a deer caught in the headlights of an oncoming vehicle. Meanwhile, the trainer opened the white lid to the cooler and pulled out two bowls, a bottle of water, and a plastic container filled with pink and violet cubes that you quickly recognized as poke'blocks. After setting the items down onto the sheet, your trainer opened the lid to the poke'blocks and emptied some of them into one of the two empty bowls. Afterward, he closed the container filled with poke'blocks and placed it back into the cooler.
As you watched, you began wondering if he intended to feed you properly because you remembered the awful experience from the last time he fed you even though it paled in comparison to the constant rapes. Meanwhile, your trainer poured some water from the bottle into the second empty bowl and when he finished, he closed the bottle and returned it to the cooler along with the container of poke'blocks. He then slid the bowls onto an empty spot next to the ditto and looked over to you, "Well Plusle, are you going to eat?" He asked you and while you hated him and everything about him, you needed nutrition.
Fortunately, you only needed to walk a few steps forward because the ditto sat next to the side of the sheet closest to you while the trainer and the cooler rested toward your right. The minun sat on the opposite end of the sheet as your bowl of food and water while the quilava sat directly across from the ditto. Meanwhile, the kirlia sat in between the ditto and the quilava while he faced his trainer directly. You looked at their bowls and noticed each of them eating a different colored set of poke'blocks. You knew that poke'blocks were the favored food among poke'mon and that trainers, who competed in contests a lot, fed their poke'mon mostly poke'blocks. You felt curious about the taste of yours, wondering why poke'mon enjoyed eating them so much.
Your combined curiosity and hunger slightly surpassed your fear, causing you to step closer toward your food in order to eat. You began eating the poke'blocks one at a time, hardly having the room to fit any more than one into your small mouth. You noticed that they tasted fruity and that the purple ones lacked a little flavor as they left your mouth feeling a bit dry while the pink ones tasted very sweet, almost too sweet for your tastes. After eating only five of the violet ones, your mouth felt a little dehydrated and decided to take a long drink from your water bowl. All the while, you kept your eyes on the others, ready to move if any of them tried coming any closer.
"I heard what happened to you earlier today," The ditto suddenly whispered. "I want to help you get away from all of this because my trainer and my friends have gone too far with you." It added in a whisper while you looked at the ditto for a moment as you stopped eating for a few seconds, but the ditto never once looked back. "Act natural, I cannot let the others know." The ditto told you when he noticed you looking at him directly rather than your food and water. "Fortunately for us, Kirlia stopped reading the thoughts of others awhile back when the ability threatened to change his personality from all of the incoming thoughts, memories, and emotions. However, I do not want to talk about this in front of the others even in whispers," It finished.
You listened to the ditto and heard it speak about wanting to help you, but you felt completely uninterested in trusting it because of the way all of your trainer's poke'mon treated you up to that moment. While the ditto nearly proved its kind intentions through healing you yesterday, the ditto only healed you because its trainer ordered it into doing so. The ditto's words of kindness meant nothing to you especially after kirlia spoke kindly to you as well only to mate with you without your genuine consent. However, considering your circumstances, you felt willing to provide the ditto with a chance.
Whether you believed the ditto and it betrayed you or you decided to distrust him, your trainer most likely intended you to experience rape from his poke'mon more often either way. At least if you trusted the ditto you obtained a slight possibility for a chance at escape from the human. Without him and his poke'mon, you could stop worrying about rape and try discovering a way to return to your human form. While you refused to trust the ditto, you wanted some form of hope and you desperately wanted to escape your captor. "You will probably just rape me like all of the others, but if I don't go through with whatever it is you have planned, then I will just get raped," You told the ditto in a whisper.
The ditto smiled a bit wider than before and you sensed that it tried to suppress laughter and succeeded for the most part, as it let out a single light chuckle that no one else seemed to catch. "Dittos have no need to mate because in our actual form, we possess no gender," The ditto began explaining. "While mating makes me curious, dittos only mate to help other poke'mon through their heat or to help breed poke'mon. Although, I have been told by others of my kind that I should try it at least once due to the indescribable pleasure, I will only do it if another poke'mon wants and asks for it." It continued. "You have no need to worry about me wanting to mate with you, and while I cannot understand your pain, I understand pain nonetheless and I know what my friends are doing to you is wrong," The ditto assured.
You listened to the ditto's words and nearly decided to believe it until you realized that it only spoke words and nothing more. Words without action meant nothing and you continued refusing to trust the ditto, but you still felt curious about something. With a ditto on your trainer's team, why did they need you for a mate? "Why haven't you transformed into a female poke'mon and mated with your friends?" You suddenly asked, "Are you just not attracted to males and only to females?" You added and forgot to whisper that part, which caused the others around the picnic to laugh while you saw the ditto blush from embarrassment. "Did I say something wrong?" You asked, directing the question toward the ditto.
"No, I personally have no preference and I hardly understand how mating works or why certain poke'mon have certain preferences even if toward the same gender or both." The ditto answered your second question without responding to the first as though his first answer meant to explain his next one. "However, despite my rare ability to transform into any poke'mon based on my memory alone, I am only capable of transforming into male poke'mon for some unknown reason. Perhaps I lack knowledge in my own transforming abilities or maybe it is a defect within my body, I am uncertain myself," The ditto explained. "Anyway, my friends are all heterosexual and I doubt any of them would appreciate me mating with them due to my little problem," The ditto finished.
"What are you two talking about?" The minun suddenly asked, but you noticed that he turned his attention toward the ditto. "Ditto, I already told you that if you wanted to mate with my girl then go ahead, I helped catch her for all of us to share," He added. "I am guessing that you still don't want to mate with that little slut next to you unless she is willing though," He stated, his insults hardly hurt you because you knew much more painful sensations. "Hey I know!" The minun suddenly shouter, "Why don't you just transform into Kirlia and do to Plusle what he did to her today?" The minun suggested before he turned to face the kirlia.
"Damn, that was some hot action you showed us, I felt every moment of it in my mind." The minun said before he looked at you, "I'm ready whenever you are...Just shut up and fuck me already," He quoted you from when the kirlia mated with you, "Priceless!" He exclaimed before looking back toward the ditto, "You shouldn't have said no when Kirlia offered to show us Ditto," He said before he finally became quiet.
"I said no because I want the first mating experience I receive to be real, not a telepathic transmission no matter how realistic it may seem," The ditto told the minun.
"Fair enough," The minun commented.
"Anyway, I was telling Plusle that wanted to mate with her and I asked her how she wanted it and what poke'mon she wanted me to mate with her as," The ditto lied as you hoped that he lied about the first part about wanting to mate with you as well. "She told me that she wants to mate with a houndour and I was about to transform before you interrupted me." The ditto stated while you look frightened, knowing that mating with a fire poke'mon became very painful during and after and you hoped that the ditto was only lying and not telling the truth about mating with you as a houndour.
"A houndour is a very interesting choice since fire poke'mon semen can cause massive damage if too much is released," The quilava suddenly spoke up.
"What makes it even more interesting is that a houndour puts me, Quilava, Tangela, and Dusknoir at a disadvantage when it comes to fighting," The kirlia added. "My attacks are useless against dark types like Houndour while its fire gives it partial immunity against Quilava. It would also allow you to defeat Tangela with ease in battle due to its partial immunity to grass types while Tangela is highly weak against fire attacks. Houndour's dark element puts Dusknoir in the same position as Houndour's fire element does for Tangela," The kirlia said. "What are you up to Ditto?" He suddenly asked and you wanted to know the same exact thing, but began thinking that ditto wanted to transform into houndour to protect you while he aided you in your escape.
Suddenly, the minun sighed in what sounded like annoyance, "Will you just relax?" He asked them, "Ditto is our friend and he would never betray any of us so you shouldn't talk like that about him." He said, sounding like the leader of the group next to his trainer, which you considered possible since your trainer seemed to favor the minun the most out of his poke'mon. "Just let our trainer know you want to mate with Plusle because walking away with the little whore would make even me suspicious if you didn't say anything first," He told the ditto.
The ditto silently nodded in response and began glowing in a blinding white light while its body began changing in shape and size. When the light eventually vanished, the ditto finished transforming into the basic dark and fire type poke'mon known as houndour. In its current form, the ditto stood taller than you by six inches and due to its current size along with its fire element, you feared it intended to rape you despite its earlier comments. You trembled in apparent fear while the nearby male poke'mon chuckled evilly at you. "I need you to kiss me in front of our trainer to trick him into thinking we want to mate so he will let us walk deeper into the forest." The ditto instructed you as it turned to face you in its current form.
You clearly remembered that the kirlia seduced you in a similar manner as your session with him started with a hug and a kiss. Therefore, you decided against kissing the transformed ditto, not wanting to allow yourself to be deceived by the same tactic twice. However, the ditto looked impatient and suddenly jumped up and pounced on your small form, sending you crashing onto your back. The ditto placed its body's forepaws onto your chest and with it already positioned on top of you, you knew that if it wanted to, it could rape you with ease. Instead, it looked down into your fear-filled face and lowered its head toward yours, "Please trust me," It whispered just low enough for you to hear.
You shut your eyes tightly, turned your head to the side, and cringed with fear as you awaited the terrible fate you suspected. You felt the ditto's hot breath brush against your face before it took one long lick at your cheek and you only reopened your eyes after the ditto removed its tongue from you. You realized that the ditto currently stared up toward its trainer before looking back to you for only a second. "I understand Ditto, you want some alone time with Plusle," The trainer spoke as you fond it unbelievable that your trainer easily understood his poke'mon like an expert. "Go ahead and take Plusle somewhere in the forest away from all of your friends and come back whenever you are finished," The trainer told the ditto.
The ditto removed the weight of its houndour form from your body before it walked toward your left away from the picnic. It bent down and nudged you with his nose, "Stand up and come with me or I will have no other choice than to attack," It ordered. "Make this look convincing so as not to give any of them a reason to follow us," The ditto instructed in a whisper.
You discovered that making the scene appear convincing gave you no trouble at all as you continued to look and feel very afraid. You slowly stood up on your hind legs and looked at the ditto, uncertain of what he intended anymore, but you hoped he meant what he said about helping you escape. It certainly appeared as though it wanted to help you, but it also behaved in a manner that suggested it wanted to mate with you. "Please do not rape me like the others," You sincerely told the transformed ditto as your eyes each released a small tear that streaked down your cheeks. "I didn't do anything to deserve any of this," You additionally stated.
The ditto used its houndour mouth to reveal flames as though to threaten you of an oncoming attack if you refused to move. His expression certainly made him appear impatient with you as you continued feeling confused and afraid, "Follow me," The ditto growled after swallowing the fire within his mouth.
You decided to follow the instruction given to you, fearful of a fire-based attack and walked behind him as the other male poke'mon looked at you with sinister grins. The ditto walked forward on all fours with you following close behind away from the trainer and the other poke'mon. During the walk, you passed several trees that placed both of you out of sight from the others. Additionally, you believed that the distance placed you out of earshot of the others since you already traveled for nearly five minutes. "Plusle, I never noticed how beautiful you truly are until now," The transformed ditto stated as it suddenly turned around to face you. "Run away," It told you.
The ditto's first comment frightened you greatly and believed that it intended to rape you during that moment after stating those words. Therefore, you started to back away from it until he instructed you to run away, which confused you for the first few seconds after hearing those words. You then noticed a red bulge from beneath the transformed ditto and realized that its houndour body suddenly became erect. "You need to run away now," The transformed ditto stated. "My body has become aroused by your appearance and I cannot change back into my original form for some reason," It explained. "I fear that I might give into my desires and force you to mate with me if you do not run away now," It told you.
After hearing the ditto's words, you instantly dropped on all fours, ran past him, and continued running through the forest, trying to avoid mating with another poke'mon. Seconds later, you heard paws pounding the ground from only a few feet behind you, causing you to glance back for only a second. You saw a houndour chasing you with a lustful expression over his face; if the ditto truly wanted to avoid raping you then it lost control while the mating instincts of the houndour overwhelmed its senses. Otherwise, the ditto simply wanted to chase and hunt you down like a predator for its own sexual arousal, which both frightened and disgusted you to no end.
The body of the houndour seemed to posses more speed and power than you felt capable of producing through your own plusle form. The "houndour" neared tackling range and you turned you face forward, concentrating on accelerating in order to escape your pursuer. You eventually resorted to zigzagging your way across the forest floor, knowing that certain animals and poke'mon ran like that in order to evade their predators. Your attempts succeeded for the first few seconds as the "houndour" apparently became confused by your movements as it fell behind a few feet. Unfortunately, it regained ground before it jumped toward you, its shadow covered you before it landed directly on top of your body, causing you to cease running while your body collapsed under its weight.
You found your forepaws placed before you on the ground below you as your hindquarters remained elevated since the collision caused you to crash onto your knees. You hated your current position especially after feeling the "houndour's" penis tapping on the small piece of flesh that bordered between your tail-hole and your folds. The "houndour" placed his forepaws next to your shoulders and its hind-paws directly behind your hind paws while you trembled uncontrollably in fear. The "houndour" lowered its head and rested it above your head between your large ears before it began licking slowly at your right ear for a few seconds.
"I have been so naive all this time, never understanding the pleasure that mating can produce, but that time ends now," The voice of the ditto spoke through the mouth of a houndour. "I know I should not do this, but I will just explain to Minun that I just wanted to mark you as my mate for arousal purposes," It added.
You felt too afraid to begin understanding what the "houndour meant by that until you felt something warm and wet splashing against the fur of your hindquarters. The stench reached your nostrils and you recognized it as urine, which caused you to feel greatly disgusted and disturbed while the houndour waste trickled from your thighs and down to your hind paws. Much of the urine soaked the fur surrounding your entrances, providing unwanted lubrication if the "houndour" decided to use it for such purposes. Meanwhile, you began sobbing heavily, nearly choking as your eyes released several tears of misery. "You said you wanted to help me! You and your friends only care about fucking me and never once asked me where I came from or if I wanted it!" You screamed at it.
The "houndour" ignored you as it began nuzzling the top of your head with its chin, licking your fur and ears every few seconds. "Don't move," It growled and you suddenly felt a wave of extreme and uncomfortable heat wash over your head while you heard the crackle of flames coming from the "houndour's" mouth. You felt too terrified to move even after the "houndour" removed its weight from your body and after staring forward in fear for a few seconds, the "houndour" spoke again. "Stand up on all fours and keep yourself sturdy or I will attack you," It said threateningly and when you failed to comply it roared "NOW!" at you.
You suddenly complied with the order given to you by the "houndour and stood up on all four paws as tall as your small body allowed. You then turned your head toward your right and looked at the "houndour" as its behind faced you as the "houndour" crawled backwards toward your body. When it came close enough, the "houndour" lifted itself several inches in the air so that its crotch hovered above your tail. The "houndour" then lowered its body, causing its penis to descend down toward your body until the cock rubbed against your body next to your tail. The physical contact caused a shot of pre-cum to splash onto your fur as you felt a little wet and warm on a small area of your own fur. The "houndour" continued lowering himself, using your body as support to bend its extension backwards.
Eventually, the houndour lowered its body so that the tip of its rod rested just in front of your tail-hole where it stopped for only a moment. During that moment, an additional dose of pre-cum shot from the "houndour" cock and splashed onto your tail-hole. You realized that the "houndour" wanted to mate with you in an erotic fashion by doing it backwards as it even went to the extent of wanting to penetrate you anally rather than vaginally. You wanted to retreat from your position, but you failed to move quickly enough as the "houndour" moved its body quickly in reverse. You felt pain surge through your body as the "houndour's" meat forced its way into you, using the urine and pre-cum as lubrication for entry.
The "houndour" managed to shove an inch of its rod into your body before your body prevented it from diving any deeper during the first insertion. You waited for the "houndour" to pull out in order to allow you to run away, but instead, the "houndour" decided to force itself deeper into you. The resulting pain from the "houndour's" actions caused you to scream out loudly while it forced nearly its entire cock into you. After nearly twenty seconds of torment, the "houndour" managed to insert most of itself into you excluding the knot. The knot prevented it from going any further or so you thought as the "houndour" only decided to stop for a few seconds before continuing to force itself into you even further. "Wow, this feels amazing!" The "houndour" commented.
You felt the entire three inches of fattened flesh forcing your tail-hole to widen while your body struggled to free itself of the foreign object without success. Your body even failed to prevent a further intrusion while you experienced indescribable pain emanating from your tail-hole, as you desperately wanted it to stop. Instead, the horrid experience continued as the knot finally breached your tail-hole and slid through. After your body's resistance failed, your tail-hole instinctively sealed itself around the base of the "houndour's" penis, trapping the two of you together until the "houndour" softened. "Looks like we are stuck like this for a little bit, so we might as well enjoy it." The "houndour" said as it looked back toward your face and you returned the gaze with the face of a miserable female plusle.
After the comment, the "houndour" turned to face the other end before it pulled forward rather hard, causing you to scream in pain again as tears drizzled down your face. The "houndour" then shoved back and you felt the trapped cock inside of you move enough to threaten to tear apart your tail-hole. Unfortunately, the "houndour" only started as it stopped waiting and proceeded to thrust back and forth rapidly. You cried out in pain with each thrust as the "houndour" slammed its testicles against your folds wildly with every thrust. You eventually found it impossible to support your own body as the thrusts rocked you back and forth and by the fifth series of thrusts your forepaws gave in.
You collapsed face-first forward onto the ground, but your rear remained elevated while the "houndour" ignored your crash and continued abusing your rear with its penis. Through the constant rocking, you barely managed to place your forepaws beneath your head in order to avoid your neck breaking during the violent rape. You wanted the torment to end, but you feared the fire type's seed as you easily recalled the pain that the quilava's semen inflicted upon your insides during the previous day. "Please stop!" You screamed before gasping for breath from all of your cries, "I can't take any more!" You added as the "houndour's" extension continued painfully grinding through your insides.
"Neither...ha...can I!" The "houndour" replied in a howl more than three minutes after the rape began, but it felt more like three hours of hell on your body.
Seconds after the "houndour" spoke those words, it thrust into you two more times before his dreaded seed erupted from his penis. Unexpectedly, the seed only felt moderately warmer than the minun's juice, but you hated possessing the ability to recall the disgusting information. Additionally, only a moderate amount of the "houndour's" juices invaded your form through your tail-hole and while that meant no stomach pain for you, you felt disgusted by carrying any amount of the "houndour's" semen. Additional discomfort came to you through your damaged insides through your tail-hole. You simply wanted the penis removed and to forget the horrible experience.
You then felt warm from behind as a bright light washed over you, causing you to turn around to glance at the ditto as it transformed back into its original form. You no longer felt a penis trapped within your severely expanded and reddened tail-hole as you slowly lowered your thighs and rested on the grass in severe discomfort. Your tail-hole leaked a small amount of excess cum while you moved. "Forget what I said earlier Plusle!" The ditto exclaimed, "That was the best experience of my life and I must have it again later!" It added. "For now, it is time to return to our trainer my little mate," He announced while you simply sobbed in response at the ditto's betrayal as you only found comfort in the fact that you never decided to trust him.
"Not yet, it is my turn because I like them pre-fucked," Someone suddenly spoke from behind.