Story Notes:
Warning: This story contains scenes of explicit violence, gore, sex, and bad language. Not recomended for under 15s.
Chapter 1
As I woke up the following morning from that horrific day, I remembered exactly what was happening. I found myself in a familiar situation. I was lying in my bed with that insane Aggron's arm around me. After being brutally and mercilessly raped by her, for the moment, I wanted nothing more than to get away from her. I started by slowly and carefully moving the quilt off of me. I then started to try and get from under her gigantic arm without waking her. I managed to move my legs off of the bed but the upper half of my body was still under there. I started to slide carefully from underneath her but stopped as my heart skipped a beat. I heard a loud grunt and stopped for a moment. There was no more noise so I breathed a sigh of relief and managed to slide out of her clutches and out of the bed.
I got my shirt and trousers on as quietly as possible and left the room. I was now in the living room but I still needed to be as quiet as possible. I left my house, quietly closing the door behind me. I looked at the forest behind my house and thought about going to speak to my good friend, the Lucario but decided I needed to be away from females for a while. I went to the town of Heaven's Peak to see if I could find Jack. Of course, I checked inside the bar first but, like last time, I didn't find him there. I searched around the entire town but couldn't find the guy. I sat down on a nearby public bench. The whole ordeal the previous day had made me a completely different person. I could barely even think straight. As I sighed deeply, I heard Barbon shouting from inside the bar.
"Get out of here, you drunken lowlife!"
I waited to see who came out and, to tell you the truth, I was quite surprised. A Blaziken staggered out of the bar, holding a bottle of whiskey. I took one glance at him and then looked away. At first, I kind of felt sorry for the guy. He could barely stand and he was holding his head like he couldn't see straight. He sat down on the bench, next to me and let out a massive belch. I silently covered my nose with one hand, hoping he wouldn't notice and then start up a fight. However, he looked at me but didn't say anything for a few seconds, but the drunken fool just couldn't leave me alone.
"Hey, kid. What's wrong?"
Another thing I was hoping was that it wasn't obvious something was wrong, but even that drunken Blaziken noticed.
"Nothing's wrong. I'm...just a bit down on my luck. My life is literally being controlled by a large female, I can't find the one guy I can really count on, and I'm pretty sure I'm close to turning to alcohol."
And of course, I got the reaction I would from anyone else.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you, kid. Is this what you wanna become? A drunken old creep? Listen, kid. I'm fifty four years old, I live alone, I've got no friends and I've got no money. Hell, I don't even have a home anymore. I had problems too, but look at where drinking this shit got me. I'm sitting on a public bench, talking to a stupid kid."
I sighed before replying to that statement.
"I know you're drunk and all, but you could be a little nicer to people."
I have to say, for a drunk he really knew what he was thinking. Which almost saved me knocking the bastard spark out. He put his left hand on my shoulder and spoke in a slightly more sympathetic voice.
"I'm sorry, kid. I know your life seem hard at the moment, but you should avoid the drinking. Trust me, you don't wanna get caught up in thoughts like that."
He then stood up and faced me, taking one final gulp of his whiskey and dropping the bottle before finishing his little speech. I know the guy meant well, but he was completely pissed.
"What you gotta do is, you gotta concentrate on what's in front of you, otherwise, you could end up dead."
I looked up at him and saw a look that I'd recognize on any face. He wanted me to fight him. I stood and sighed at the fact he had such a primitive way of getting a message across.
"If I have to beat the living crap out of you to get you to stop drinking and rethink your life, I will."
He giggled before replying.
"You're the one who will learn a lot from this whole experience, kid."
I stood up and prepared myself. I have to tell you right now, he wasn't as drunk as he looked. Even if he had been completely hammered, being a Blaziken would still have put him at a massive advantage, being far superior to a mere human in every possible way. He was more focused than I was, which, of course caused this to end badly. He took a swing with one fist, which I reacted to by grabbing his arm and throwing him over my shoulder. The bastard span around in the air and managed to land on his feet. He then turned around and jumped towards me, kicking me in the chest, hard. I flew backwards and landed on my back. As soon as I stood up, his fist smashed into my face before I could even focus. I staggered backwards, holding my jaw, where he'd hit me. I ran towards him and jumped, kicking him in the jaw and knocking him back slightly. Then, before he could do anything, I grabbed his arm and threw him over my shoulder again, this time, he landed on his back. He stood up, and as I approached him he quickly threw his foot up, kicking me in the face, he then, span around on one foot and kicked me in the face a second time, knocking me down again. As I stood, grabbed my neck and closed his fingers around it tight. He then pulled his fist back and began to smash my face continuously. He punched me five times, and I had lost any strength I had to resist. He let go of me and ended it by jumping up and kicking me directly in the face, sending me spinning through the air before slamming to the ground. He stood over me and spat on my face.
"You're quite pathetic, even for a human!"
Unable to say anything, I glanced up at him and lost consciousness.
I awakened a couple of hours later, hurting like hell. I sat up and looked around to discover I was in a forest for some reason, a reason that I soon discovered. I looked behind me and saw the Blaziken that knocked me out, sitting on a rock. He smiled and said,
"So you're awake. You disappointed me, you know that?"
Not saying anything, I sat there holding my head, which was hurting like hell. He stood up and knocked me onto my back with one push of his foot. It was here that I started to think he wasn't trying to teach me anything. He knocked me out for a reason. He stood over me and got on his knees, his crotch hanging right over my face. He laughed sadistically and mercilessly shoved his cock in my mouth, moving it up and down, repeatedly. He continued to laugh like an evil bastard as I was forced to suck the longest thing that had ever been in my mouth. After a couple of minutes, he came, and I swallowed every last drop as I was unable to resist whatsoever. After he came, he still felt that I hadn't suffered enough. He left me where I was and sat back on the rock with his feet hanging over my face. It's almost as if he knew what my greatest fears were. He slowly moved one foot downwards until it was placed on my face. He then began to slowly rub my face with it. At first, I couldn't believe this was happening to me but after a few seconds, I started to get an erection. After he did that for about a minute, he moved his long toes under my nose. I sniffed them and moaned in slight pleasure. He smiled and said,
"You like that, do you?"
"Yes, sir."
He giggled and ordered,
"Suck them!"
I nodded and began to suck them. I moaned loudly as I sucked them and after a few minutes, he said,
"That's enough."
He then moved his foot away from me and used his other foot to pull my trousers down and then wrapped his long toes around my crotch, moving them up and down at a high speed. I cried out in a lot of pleasure and before long, I sprayed everywhere as I could hear him laughing since he had his way with me. When he finished laughing at me, he moved his feet away from me and said,
"I think you've earned yourself a rest."
I sat up and pulled my trousers back up and breathed a sigh of relief. He glared at me evilly.
"A permanent rest!"
He then threw his foot towards my face but fortunately, I managed to roll out of the way in time. I then stood up and grabbed a nearby rock. He got to his feet but before he could do anything else, I hit him square in the face with it, knocking him to the ground. I walked over to him and hit him in the head with the rock continuously until I was sure he was dead. I was covered in his blood and so was the grass around me. After he was dead, I cursed and kicked his body repeatedly. I stopped when I eventually got a bit tired and then set out to find a way out of the forest.Chapter End Notes:I would greatly appreciate any comments readers may have. Thank you
I got my shirt and trousers on as quietly as possible and left the room. I was now in the living room but I still needed to be as quiet as possible. I left my house, quietly closing the door behind me. I looked at the forest behind my house and thought about going to speak to my good friend, the Lucario but decided I needed to be away from females for a while. I went to the town of Heaven's Peak to see if I could find Jack. Of course, I checked inside the bar first but, like last time, I didn't find him there. I searched around the entire town but couldn't find the guy. I sat down on a nearby public bench. The whole ordeal the previous day had made me a completely different person. I could barely even think straight. As I sighed deeply, I heard Barbon shouting from inside the bar.
"Get out of here, you drunken lowlife!"
I waited to see who came out and, to tell you the truth, I was quite surprised. A Blaziken staggered out of the bar, holding a bottle of whiskey. I took one glance at him and then looked away. At first, I kind of felt sorry for the guy. He could barely stand and he was holding his head like he couldn't see straight. He sat down on the bench, next to me and let out a massive belch. I silently covered my nose with one hand, hoping he wouldn't notice and then start up a fight. However, he looked at me but didn't say anything for a few seconds, but the drunken fool just couldn't leave me alone.
"Hey, kid. What's wrong?"
Another thing I was hoping was that it wasn't obvious something was wrong, but even that drunken Blaziken noticed.
"Nothing's wrong. I'm...just a bit down on my luck. My life is literally being controlled by a large female, I can't find the one guy I can really count on, and I'm pretty sure I'm close to turning to alcohol."
And of course, I got the reaction I would from anyone else.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you, kid. Is this what you wanna become? A drunken old creep? Listen, kid. I'm fifty four years old, I live alone, I've got no friends and I've got no money. Hell, I don't even have a home anymore. I had problems too, but look at where drinking this shit got me. I'm sitting on a public bench, talking to a stupid kid."
I sighed before replying to that statement.
"I know you're drunk and all, but you could be a little nicer to people."
I have to say, for a drunk he really knew what he was thinking. Which almost saved me knocking the bastard spark out. He put his left hand on my shoulder and spoke in a slightly more sympathetic voice.
"I'm sorry, kid. I know your life seem hard at the moment, but you should avoid the drinking. Trust me, you don't wanna get caught up in thoughts like that."
He then stood up and faced me, taking one final gulp of his whiskey and dropping the bottle before finishing his little speech. I know the guy meant well, but he was completely pissed.
"What you gotta do is, you gotta concentrate on what's in front of you, otherwise, you could end up dead."
I looked up at him and saw a look that I'd recognize on any face. He wanted me to fight him. I stood and sighed at the fact he had such a primitive way of getting a message across.
"If I have to beat the living crap out of you to get you to stop drinking and rethink your life, I will."
He giggled before replying.
"You're the one who will learn a lot from this whole experience, kid."
I stood up and prepared myself. I have to tell you right now, he wasn't as drunk as he looked. Even if he had been completely hammered, being a Blaziken would still have put him at a massive advantage, being far superior to a mere human in every possible way. He was more focused than I was, which, of course caused this to end badly. He took a swing with one fist, which I reacted to by grabbing his arm and throwing him over my shoulder. The bastard span around in the air and managed to land on his feet. He then turned around and jumped towards me, kicking me in the chest, hard. I flew backwards and landed on my back. As soon as I stood up, his fist smashed into my face before I could even focus. I staggered backwards, holding my jaw, where he'd hit me. I ran towards him and jumped, kicking him in the jaw and knocking him back slightly. Then, before he could do anything, I grabbed his arm and threw him over my shoulder again, this time, he landed on his back. He stood up, and as I approached him he quickly threw his foot up, kicking me in the face, he then, span around on one foot and kicked me in the face a second time, knocking me down again. As I stood, grabbed my neck and closed his fingers around it tight. He then pulled his fist back and began to smash my face continuously. He punched me five times, and I had lost any strength I had to resist. He let go of me and ended it by jumping up and kicking me directly in the face, sending me spinning through the air before slamming to the ground. He stood over me and spat on my face.
"You're quite pathetic, even for a human!"
Unable to say anything, I glanced up at him and lost consciousness.
I awakened a couple of hours later, hurting like hell. I sat up and looked around to discover I was in a forest for some reason, a reason that I soon discovered. I looked behind me and saw the Blaziken that knocked me out, sitting on a rock. He smiled and said,
"So you're awake. You disappointed me, you know that?"
Not saying anything, I sat there holding my head, which was hurting like hell. He stood up and knocked me onto my back with one push of his foot. It was here that I started to think he wasn't trying to teach me anything. He knocked me out for a reason. He stood over me and got on his knees, his crotch hanging right over my face. He laughed sadistically and mercilessly shoved his cock in my mouth, moving it up and down, repeatedly. He continued to laugh like an evil bastard as I was forced to suck the longest thing that had ever been in my mouth. After a couple of minutes, he came, and I swallowed every last drop as I was unable to resist whatsoever. After he came, he still felt that I hadn't suffered enough. He left me where I was and sat back on the rock with his feet hanging over my face. It's almost as if he knew what my greatest fears were. He slowly moved one foot downwards until it was placed on my face. He then began to slowly rub my face with it. At first, I couldn't believe this was happening to me but after a few seconds, I started to get an erection. After he did that for about a minute, he moved his long toes under my nose. I sniffed them and moaned in slight pleasure. He smiled and said,
"You like that, do you?"
"Yes, sir."
He giggled and ordered,
"Suck them!"
I nodded and began to suck them. I moaned loudly as I sucked them and after a few minutes, he said,
"That's enough."
He then moved his foot away from me and used his other foot to pull my trousers down and then wrapped his long toes around my crotch, moving them up and down at a high speed. I cried out in a lot of pleasure and before long, I sprayed everywhere as I could hear him laughing since he had his way with me. When he finished laughing at me, he moved his feet away from me and said,
"I think you've earned yourself a rest."
I sat up and pulled my trousers back up and breathed a sigh of relief. He glared at me evilly.
"A permanent rest!"
He then threw his foot towards my face but fortunately, I managed to roll out of the way in time. I then stood up and grabbed a nearby rock. He got to his feet but before he could do anything else, I hit him square in the face with it, knocking him to the ground. I walked over to him and hit him in the head with the rock continuously until I was sure he was dead. I was covered in his blood and so was the grass around me. After he was dead, I cursed and kicked his body repeatedly. I stopped when I eventually got a bit tired and then set out to find a way out of the forest.Chapter End Notes:I would greatly appreciate any comments readers may have. Thank you