The idea is that if you aren't 18 years or older, and that you are some kid with a monobrow and the brains of a fried oyster, then you are NOT supposed to read this. Seriously, go away. Characters are mine, plot is mine, website isn't mine. That's the general gist of it.







A park near goldenrod town...
A heavily forested plateau...
Behind a tree...

"Ooh...aah... faster...harder..." a voice gasped loudly, in between moans of happiness. Normally this sentence would have been clearer, but it is hard to keep quiet while a vulpixes muzzle is closed and bobbing on 7 inches of typhlosion cock. The typhlosion, who had christened himself Lust, lay on his back, his hind leg twitching. "I want... even more..."

The vulpix obliged, forcing her face down on the cock even faster than before, pushing her whole body weight with the action, an expression of gormless bliss on her face. She began to try and give even more pleasure by massaging the part of the organ that her mouth didn't reach to with her front paws, her head still bobbing all the time. Lust grinned happily, coaxing the vulpix to give even more pleasure to him through pushing his lower body into her mouth. After failing at this, he lay back and let her do all the work, his tongue falling out of his mouth while he savoured the experience- the vulpixes hot breath, mixed with her suckling and licking... they were all too much for him, as experienced as he was. He could feel it building up within him... the feeling that you wish you could spend your life on, the ultimate drug, the ultimate feeling...

He again failed to jerk his cock into her mouth, but began to fire his hot seed into her, which she accepted happily. It was just lucky that she was a fire type: he had done this before with a mancetric, and she had run off screaming while he was caught up in the middle of a climax, the spell broken. This pokémon could satisfy both his needs, and so he licked his lips while watching her gulp down his seed with the same expression on her muzzle as before.

After moving the cock around in her mouth to see if she could squirt any more out of it, the vulpix looked up at Lust in love and hope. This was the part which he absolutely could never decide on: what should he do? Instinct or instinct? He rolled the right way up again, and looked to see which purpose this vulpix would be better suited for. She gave him the same pathetic look as before, just as Lust decided what he was going to do, and he chuckled, knowing exactly what she wanted, and knowing exactly what she was going to get. The fact that they weren't the same thing didn't matter that much to him.

The flame on his back blazed, explosions reacted in his fur, and the attract move that he had used on her was broken, as her eyes finally widened to see him as being far more intelligent that she had seen him as before. Too late.

Lust lunged forward, sharp teeth bared...

***

Lust licked his lips, an expression of pure contentment on his face. That last one had been almost too easy. She had walked up to him to ask him if she had seen someone, and he had been feeling the need for sex at the time. He had used attract (which he had picked up out of a disk when he was nothing but a dumb idiot), he had offered his genitals, and she had got straight to work. Over the years of his life he had had plenty of time to work on his attract move, becoming able to hold the reaction for very long periods of time, and allowing it to work almost every time, even on males. But he had only done that once, when he was filled with the need and no-one else was around. It had been fun, though...

After eating his fill from the vulpix corpse, he got up and surveyed the mess he had made. Though there was blood on the grass, the bones still had plenty of meat on them. He wasn't bothered about this, because the murkrow that often resided in a forest like this one. The main problem was the blood: once the humans found it, they would most likely identify him and send scores of water pokémon in to get at him. He had to move again.

It was a shame, but it couldn't be helped. Although this was the time of year he had heard as being 'Christmas', to him it was nothing more than a stupid tradition that let every humans' guard down. So much the better for him, because he wanted something new.

So far, he had managed to attract pretty much anything that to his fancy, from the most powerful salamence he had ever seen, to the rock-hard and antisocial onix (he shuddered at the thought- he had only done it to keep himself alive, but it was like trying to hump a vertical wall that never kept still), but he had never tried attracting a human before. He had never had sex with a human before. He had never eaten a human before. To any other pokémon, this idea would have been sick and wrong, but to an intelligent typhlosion that was ruled only by hunger and lust, it would be the perfect way to get back at those who kept driving him out of a home. He might even rescue, or enjoy the company, of another pokémon while carrying out his plan. Not even the legendary pokémon would be able to withstand his charm. He would have to try it with an articuno someday...

First of all, he needed a human to fuck, before he could actually fuck one. And, as if on cue, one particular trainer took that moment to wander down the path leading to the park. Lust grinned.

"Someone up there must be smiling on me..." he said, feeling himself getting ready for sex all too early again.

And with that, he moved to the side of the path the trainer was walking on, to watch her, and to figure out how he would get this plan to work.

-

This particular 'human' had a pokémon, her own home, a name, and, most importantly was female. She was called Hayley, and was, if she didn't mind saying herself, able to pull any man she wanted with a swish of her blonde, silky hair. But she chose not to: she wanted to live a carefree life with lots of fun, not get weighed down with a child and other peoples' problems.

She didn't battle if she could avoid it, but knew that if she was in any trouble at all, then her pokémon would be able to stop it. It was one of the few things she held dear to herself, as her family only asked for things from her and her colleagues, not to put to fine a point on it, were all moneygrabbing gits. Her pokémon even influenced her decision at times, and had brought the whole concept of aromatherapy into her life- one of the best presents she had ever been given. Most of the time she only went to the park to find and extract the aroma from different flowers. And she knew that her pokémon would be able to help her, but she couldn't unleash it yet, or she might get called to a battle.

So, without a word to the various stinking trainers looking in her direction, and befouling the clear winter air, she made her way around the edge of the park, and slipped in the gap in the gate that was where she knew all the most aromatic flowers were. She kept walking through the forested areas, until she came to the spot where she usually found the hardiest flowers that could even stay alive in winter. After a quick glance around to check she was alone, she released her pokémon from its plastic ball.

"Go, Florian!" she cried into the still night, while looking at the starry sky.

The male bellossom emerged, staring at her trainer, before looking at the proudly stiff flowers. With a 'bell!', he moved into the sheltered grove and began tending to the flowers. He then moved to the flowers she actually wanted him to tend. It was a record attempt: it only took two tries to get the right one this time, and told Florian so, who beamed.

"Som!" Florian shouted happily, as she ripped the flowers from the ground as carefully as she could be bothered to, and purposefully messing up everything Florian had done to them. She didn't want swarms of combee visiting her, after all. Having come and done what she wanted, she returned Florian, and began to trek back home, through the forest and towards the park.

-

This was it- his chance. He knew what he was up against, he knew how to defeat it, and it looked like the only one she had. Even a machamp could figure his next move out. Lust watched the human from the cover of the bushes, his fur melting perfectly with the darkness of his surroundings. He watched as she got up, returned her bellossom and moved to leave.

As he had watched her, he had watched her movements, which surprisingly weren't that hard to tell apart from a pokémon like a jynxes. He could determine that she had a brave nature, mixed with a bold nature and a bit of a lonely nature. At least she was all natural.

As she walked back, he checked his plans for gaping holes. But it was so easy, he knew she would fall for it. It would be his very own 'Christmas' present.

-

'Ty... ion. Ty..."

Hayley heard the gasping pokémon voice. She knew it was there. She just happened not to believe it.

"Ty..."

She took a detour from her path, and moved through the wood, following the voice, until she came near to a clearing, and nearly fell over a typhlosion, which was gasping for air.

It looked terrible. Its fur was caked with mud, the flames on its back were at the minimum possible amount, and it was gasping for air. A normal trainer would have immediately moved to help. But Hayley saw it as a great opportunity. How many times do you see a weakened typhlosion lying in the dirt, just perfect for capturing? She sized it up, and found barely any scratches or bruises, just nothing but muscle and power. Some inner voice in her brain told her to be careful, but she ignored it. She was willing to bet that as soon as she gave it a rest, then it would become a powerful ally.

She rummaged around in her dress pockets, and found a spare pokéball that she kept for just such an occasion. Even if the typhlosion was hostile, then the programming in the ball would most likely set it straight. She enlarged the ball, and through it at the typhlosion, who was immediately engulfed, and the ball settled almost at once.

She gasped for air, after realising she hadn't taken a breath in far too long, and uncrossed her fingers. She then picked up the ball, slipped it into her pocket, and jumping into the air, yelling in happiness. She then ran back into the park and back towards Goldenrod, hardly being able to wait to introduce her new pokémon straight away.

-

Shit... he didn't know about this. Lust knew there was something that made pokémon follow their trainers, but he could never figure out what it was. Now he was in for a massive argument with a plastic ball. Joy.

Why bother? It'll be a lot less of a problem if you just obey your new trainer.
Damn, it even had a soft, gentle voice in his mind, the sort that he liked in a woman.

"What will? If you mean the plan, then no, it won't." Lust said to the darkness.
Of course it will. Everything will feel so much better once you do as you are told.

Oh, damn, it was winning. But he had a brain, and a damn good one, so he was able to beat this thing. "D-Don't be insane, you insan..iac. I can't take her if I obey her, can I?"
Why do you want her? It will be so much easier if you just obey her.

Arses. It might have a good point. "How can I trust a plastic object with no thoughts, or feelings, or emotions? EH?" He was beginning to have to shout, to try and keep his senses. And he could help but feel like his brain was deserting him. He tried to force it back: he needed it to live.
It's not me you have to trust. Just try it out, and you'll be fine. I guarantee it.

Oh-oh. Plastic 1, him 0. He was on the verge of agreeing, but was able to force out one more word. "Sh-"

And then, white opened up in front of him, and he was released from the ball. As he came to, he remembered the plan, and thumped onto the ground, pretending to close his eyes, but really surveying the room he was in.

From what he could see, he was on a wooden floor, in a large loom. He could also see some stairs, leading downwards. It looked like he was in a resting room, because he could see a bed and a piece of wood in the wall. But he wasn't here to look at the furniture. The best thing was that this area could probably double as a mating area. He could see several candles lit around the room and on the floor, possibly for the aroma to calm him down. He could also see lots of pots of flowers. Probably given to her by mummy and daddy. He noticed that she had a bellossom that was watching him, and the girl was crouching over him, looking worried. She was wearing not much more than a shirt, some shorts and knickers. Must've forgotten to change properly, in her excitement. This was bad, because now Lust could inspect her properly, and he could feel his organ unsheathing itself and rising in between his legs, as he surveyed his target. Slim legs, a nice hole for him to enter, good breasts, and blonde hair. That was all he needed to see. But first, he needed to gain that bellossom on his side.

He got up quickly, shocking the girl, who moved backwards, and he moved towards the bellossom, which was surveying him warily. He stared into the bellossoms eyes, as if reaching into her, and slowly gaining her trust. Then, he released what pheromones he had into the air with a shake of his fur. As he did this, he noticed that something was wrong. Badly.

A penis was rising from between the bellossoms' legs. Still, it had worked before, so it should work again. He walked up to the bellossom, which was by now wearing the same expression that was on the vulpixes face. He moved his head up to what he greatly hoped was it's ear, and whispered into it.

"Your name?"
"F-F-Fortune. My... idiot trainer keeps calling me Florian though."
"Just do as I say, I will make you feel better than ever before. I want you to scatter your stun spore onto the trainer. That's all you have to do." Lust whispered into Florins ear, and then stepped back, to watch his face. I looked like it couldn't decide whether to follow the order or not. Lust looked him in the eyes, and slowly nodded his head. Florian made up his mind like a stack of dominoes falling over.

-

At this point, Hayley was starting to get worried. If the typhlosion was able to confuse Florian, then her only defence was destroyed. Her worries became frantic as the typhlosion walked behind Florian and stood as far away from them as possible.

She saw the typhlosion grinning, probably because he was imagining screwing Hayley right here, and right now, and she saw his cock emerge from its sheath between his legs. The typhlosion knew he had won, he knew that her Florian was preparing to take his orders, but she didn't know it yet. And at that moment, Lusts sex-driven eyes met Hayleys worried ones, and Lust smiled madly.

When her eyes met the typhlosions, Hayley could see that this was no dumb beast that was owned by its instincts. It was an intelligent beast owned by its instincts. And she became terrified when she thought of what it had done to Florian, who was shaking his body in a mesmerising fashion. But she didn't have time to worry about what it had done, because the reason for Florian shaking became evident quickly.

Her own Florian, who she had spent so much time raising, who was one of the few things she believed in, who she confided everything to, was shooting spores into the air at her. She tried to escape, but was stuck in the opposite side of the room to where the stairs were. Before long, the spores entered her body, and her limbs steadily failed to move, before she crashed backwards onto the floor, her arms and legs splayed apart.

And what she could see next wasn't pretty. But she was paralyzed, and was unable even to warn Florian.

Florian turned around in hope, possibly waiting for the best feeling of his life, possibly just wanting to be with the typhlosion forevermore. Whatever it wanted, again like the vulpix, Lust didn't seem to care. Florian turned around to see three flame wheels being launched at him, and wasn't quick enough to avoid the blasts. All three attacks hit their target, and with a scream from Hayley, Florian was launched into the air, scorch marks covering his body. He landed next to Hayley, and his lifeless eyes met hers, staring into nothingness.

At this point, Hayley had gone past the point of screaming. Her mouth opened wide, but no sounds came out. Within the confines of her paralysis, she stopped struggling as what happened finally hit her, dead on. Florian was dead. He was dead, and never coming back.

-

"Hardly my type." Lust said to himself, chuckling.

Now, the moment he had been waiting for, for so long, was finally coming into fruition. He had dreamt before of actually fucking a human, and now at the time his body seemed to be working a lot faster than it usually was, possibly through being fully geared up for the moment.

He padded over to the human, and noticed that the corpse he had launched into the air lay right next to the human. With a low growl, he flicked the corpse away, so that it wouldn't get in the way of mating. It landed with a crunch in a corner of the room, some bones probably breaking.

Lust looked at the humans face, and saw no tears, only sorrow. Paralyzed, nonresponsive... he would be looking at little or no resistance when he began. He might well be humping a corpse. So he did.

He began by tearing her clothes off with his sharp teeth and claws. Once she was fully undressed, he decided that since the looked like her first time, he would make it a slight bit easier for her. And, he was curious as to what a human tasted like. His face dove between her legs, and he got to work.

It wasn't that bad actually, he had tasted worse, but human just didn't come at the top of the list. The problem was, it tasted like something that should be good, but just failed to impress. It was rather disappointing that one of the hardest things to get would have such a mediocre taste, so he stopped before she was anywhere near fully lubed up. This would be her punishment for having a normal taste.

First, he rolled her onto her front, and admired her ass. Then, he stuck his muzzle underneath her stomach, and lifted her back end up. This meant that he could smell what he would be jamming his penis inside, and that he would have a firm surface to mate on.
So, without further ado, he placed his front paws on her back, and pushed into her pussy.

It was actually perfect: her ass was providing a solid base, she couldn't escape, and the feeling was out of this world. The best part, he reflected later, was the tightness around his cock as he pushed into her pussy. She didn't respond, though she must have been feeling the same pleasure he was. He slowly eased his way into her, until he came to an obstruction in the process: something which he had no time for. With a snarl, he tore right through Hayleys hymen, sinking several more inches into her. He gasped as the tunnel moved, gripping his cock tightly as he moved further inside. Eventually, after a minute of just sinking slowly into her, he hilted. Just as slowly, the tunnel still gripping his cock, he puled out of her, the heat and the pressure overwhelming him. When he made it all the way out, he pushed in again, making a steady rhythm, while his cock jerked within her. Steadily, he moved into her faster and faster, gripping her back and piercing her skin, still faster, as he felt climax bubbling up inside him like a champagne cork, his claws holding steady against the wooden floor, until her body got sick of waiting and decided to fill her tunnel with fluids, gushing out onto Lusts cock, which in turn tipped Lust over the edge. With a roar, he jerked forwards into her, his cock spurting out his boiling seed, and yet Hayley still didn't respond. He held his cock there, just in case he could get any more liquid out of it. And he was impressed with her ability to hold her pain, but still not satisfied. He was still ready to do it all over again.

It seemed obvious that she wasn't going to do him the honour of giving him a blowjob, but there was still another option available. There was still another hole that he hadn't yet filled, and he looked at it, wondering if his cock would fit inside. It would be a tight fit, but he would damn well do his best.

He pulled his cock out of the abused girls' pussy with a loud and wet 'shlurp', and then climbed onto her even higher, once again finding his footing on the wooden ground. This time, he was certain that she would feel what he would be inflicting on her. As he carefully positioned herself at the tight hole, he grinned. This fuck was turning out to be one of the best he had ever had, and that was saying something. Once again, without waiting, he forced himself into her tight pucker, grunting and pushing his hips to try and get further into her.


This time, the human noticed. She had been able to withstand the pain of being raped through thinking of the sorrow that she was feeling. But even then, the feeling of being dominated, even if it was by a pokémon, felt... sickening and repulsing. But now, as he forced his way into her anus, stretching it to fulfil his needs, she let out an ear-splitting scream of pain, so high pitched that the windows even wobbled. However, Lust was too caught up in the throes of sex to let a little thing like resistance stop him, and he pushed harder into her, madly humpng and enjoying the tightness of her anal ring, which was pushing him to a second orgasm much faster than he had thought it would. He humped her ass in a frenzy, his balls slapping wetly against her body, Hayley letting out another scream each time he pierced her insides. Lusts mind had, again, turned into that of a savage beast, serving only to fufill his own needs. He growled deep in his throat as he picked up the pace, using the weight of his entire body to allow him to sink further in and out, hilting himself repeatedly. Eventually, Hayley orgasmed against her will, her bod rocking with the force. All this was once again too much for Lust, who let out an even louder roar and hilted himself, exploding into the confines of her ass, his cock spasming uncontrollably inside her, and rocketing jets of seed left over from the last orgasm, leaving his balls next to empty.

-

During this, Hayley had mustered the strength to resist the paralysis and bring her head up. However, after Lusts orgasm, she slumped forwards, his organ slipping out of her, and she fell to her side, looking him in the eyes with hatred. He smiled at her, then got up.

"I enjoyed that. Apart from your fluids. For a human, you were pretty good. Even if I was having sex with a next-to dead body in the first half. I'll look forward to doing you in the future." Lust said, grinning. Although she was only able to hear his name repeatedly, she could pick up the gist of what he was saying rather easily, and her eyes narrowed.
"You are an asshole," Hayley screamed at him. "Get the fuck out of my house RIGHT NOW!"
"Hmm... I did the asshole as well. Fair enough, I'll leave, but you can look forward to seeing me in the future. Happy 'Christmas'." Again, she couldn't hear what he was saying, but got the general idea when Lust turned around, ran out of the house, and a smash from the front door told her that he had left. She snarled angrily.

"Happy Christmas, I think he said. I'll get the asshole back for this..."Chapter End Notes:And, that's it, my first lemon on this site. Hope you all enjoyed it, and be sure to leave reviews! Please. Seriously. I might follow it up, if the reviews say I should. Trust in the reviews...

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