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The first chapter is the original story, and based on reviews I might write a continuation to it. I'm not one of those egotistic authors who think they're work is perfect, far from it. If you see a problem in my work don't hesitate to tell me as I'm still learning how to write. Also, feed back is always welcome so I know what to do better, next time!
Chapter 1:trip to grandmas
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Once upon a time there lived in a little forest a young bunarey, the prettiest creature who was ever seen. She was so pretty, because her soft fur was of a much deeper colour than most. the normally cream fur was a buetifal light shade of red, almost to the extent of pink, and what was normally a dark chocalate bron was much darker with scarlet streaks. Her mother was excessively fond of her; and her grandmother doted on her still more. almost all the forest loved her and called her by the nickname her grandmother had given her: little red riding hare.
One day her mother, having picked some berries from the trees surrounding their den, said to her, "Go, my dear, and see how your grandmother is doing, for she is old and has been very ill. Take her some berries and our well wishes."
Little Red Riding Hare set out immediately to go to her grandmother, who lived in another forest.
As she was going through the wood, she met with a lucario, who had a very dirty mind. when he saw little red riding hare, he just wanted to eat her up. he had all sorts of plans for her, but he dared notdo anything, because of some trainers and worker pokémon nearby in the forest. He asked her where she was going. The poor child, who did not know that it was dangerous to stay and talk to strangers, said to him, "I am going to see my grandmother and carry her someberries from my mother."
"Does she live far off?" said the lucario.
"Oh I say," answered Little Red Riding Hare; "it is beyond the human dens you see there, a ways into the next forest."
"and how do you know her den from others?"
"my grandmother keeps a lock of my fur by the enterance, because it reminds her of me."
"Well," said the lucario, "why not make it into a race? I'll go this way and go you that, and we shall see who will be there first."
"okay!" replied the bunarey. as she turned around the lucario leaned in deep and took a long sniff to catch her scent. the young bunarey was cuaght unaware. for some reason, she was deeply offended, so she crunched up her ears and unleashed a powerful dizzy punch. the lucario went flyingupwards, hit a tree branch, and fell back to the forest floor nearby, unconscious.
"what did i just do?" wondered the bunarey as she stared in shock. she started to run, but tripped on a root. as she fell she noticed her fur starting to glow with a bright light. she lay there on the ground, in pain, as parts of her body were subjugated to extreme stress. her legs, arms and ears grew suddenly and caused seriious discomfort. and just as soon as it started it was over. her for had setteled back to it's origional colours, but was in different places now. she looked over herself, at her new larger figure, and wondered what could have happened to her. she tried to run but fell again, confused with her new feet. eventually, she picked herself up off the ground and took a hesitant step forward. she walked forward a little more, and then, feeling more confident she started to run.
later, as the lucario woke, he sat up and wondered what had happened. he noticed a bit of light red fur on a tree root nearby. as he recalled the events prior, he rembered the scent of the bunarey. he put his nose to the ground and started to follow her scent, to the same root the fur was on, and noticed that the scent disapeared. or rather, changed into something different. but he knew where the burrow should be so he lined up in the right direction and ran as fast as he could, making a beeline through a human village right into the next forest.
meanwhile the new lopunny took a more roundabout way, avoiding the village, running after butterfrees, and gathering berries from stray trees. It was not long before the lucario arrived at the old lopunny's den. it was a den that had long ago been dug out under a large oak, and was the bunarey had said, there was a lock of light red fur marking the enterance. the lucario knocked on the wood above the burrow.
"Who's there?"
"Your grandchild, Little Red Riding Hare," replied the lucario, raising his voice to imitate the bunarey; "who has brought you some berries from mother."
The old lopunny, who was in bed, because she was somewhat ill, cried out, "by all means, come in come in."
The lucario entered the burrow, and then he immediately fell upon the old rabbit and gripped her mouth with his paw. he ripped a sheet off the bed and used it to bind her, then tore off a strip and gagged her with it. he dug a smaller hole, dropped the old lopunny into it and slipped to straw mattress over top. he then went over to the side of the den and got an extra sheet to cover the matress. he gathered tome of the lopunnys shedded fur and carried it over to the matress. he got under the sheet, and arranged the fur into a somewhat passable mask. he then layed pack and waited pateintly for the young bunarey to arrive.
a while later little red riding hare arrived at her grandmothers den, noticing it from the fur that was no longer hers on the entrance. she knocked on the tree above the burrow.
"Who's there?" asked the lucario in a rather poor imitation of the grandmother, because he had only heard her voice for a short phrase.
Little Red Riding hare, hearing the warped voice, was at first afraid; but believing her grandmother had a cold and was hoarse, answered, "It is your grandchild Little Red Riding Hare, who has brought you some berries and wellwishes that mother sends you."
The wolf cried out to her, softening his voice as much as he could, "by all means, come in come in."
Little Red Riding Hare slowly entered the burrow.
The Lucario, seeing her come in, said to her, hiding himself under the bedclothes, "Put the berries off to the side, and come get into bed with me."
Little Red Riding Hare was a bit taken back by the odd request, but attributed it to the illness and got into bed. She was greatly amazed to see how her grandmother looked , and said to her, "Grandmother, what big arms you have!"
"All the better to hug you with, my dear."
"Grandmother, what big legs you have!"
"All the better to run with, my child."
"Grandmother, what big muzzle you have!"
"All the better to kiss you with, my child."
"Grandmother, what big eyes you have!"
"All the better to see you with, my child."
With all this talking, the Lucario's make shift mask was starting to loosen on his face.
"Grandmother, what big teeth you have got!"
"All the better to," the lucario stuttered a bit."to...to...ACHOO!" with a mighty sneeze, the lucario blew off the mask and the bedcloth, revealing a bit more than his false identity. His fully erect member was standing pround in all its glorey.
"And what a big rod you have! You can't be my grandmother!"
And, saying these words, the lucario fell upon Little Red Riding Hare, and pinned her to the ground. "the nig teeth and muzzle? All the better to EAT you with my pretty, although you seem to have evolved since our last encounter."
The Lucario manuvered around so that his hind legs held down the lopunny's front arms and his paws seperated her legs. He roared, then buried his muzzle deep into her unwilling crevace. The lopunny screamed in protest. The Lucario wove his tounge in and out as he enjoyed his prize catch, drinking the juices that were starting to form in her folds. As he consumed her, his toung brushed up agaisnt something, a membrane of sorts. It gave a little bit, but wouldn't budge to the pressure he applied oraly.
The Lopunny and stopped her screams and they had turned into whimpers as the sensations became erotic. she started to moan as the lucario's muzzle moved in her depths. It was as if something she hadn't known was missing was suddenly found. She knew it was wrong and that she didn't want him anywhere near her nether regions, but she couldn't help it and gave herself into the pleasure. The Lucario, realizing what the membrane was, pulled out for moment and exclaimed "I guess its no surprise your a virgin at such a young age, but you're going to enjoy this whether you like it or not. He plunged back in. Her walls started to grip the hairs around his muzzle, acting of their own accord, she was getting slowly wetter with both the lucarios saliva and her own juices. The pressure with her was just to much and she let out a deep, primal moan from the depthes of her relativley new body, and she was engulfed in the pleasure that she didn't want. Her juices flowed more freely than before, coating both inside and outside of the lucario's maw. As he sallowed all he could, he exited her and stood up, turning to face his young victim.
The lopunny was lying on the earth, panting hard, all four paws gripping the dirt around her. She was glad she was no longer being violated, but also felt a tad of remorse that the pleasyre she haad known so breifly was over so fast. As she recovered, she sat up to find herself staring right into thick, pulsing member of the lucario. she looked up at his face, both fearful of what he might do to her, and fearful that he wouldn't do anything at all.
The blue pokémon kneeled between her outstretched legs, gripped is pulsing rod by the fur that grew round its base, and laid it carfully next to her dripping folds. they stared into each others eyes for a second, then she nodded, giving him silent permission to continue. He entered slowly savouring the moment, until the reached the object that had before cuaght his attention. He fell back a bit, then rammed into her as hard as he could, breaking the thin walls and feeling the small amount of warm blood flow down and around him as he secured his place within her. He began thrusting slowly, taking his time, as she had started to warm up to the idea. She raised her humongous ears from her sides and warpped them around the two of them. They locked in an embrace, and she brought her lips to his muzzle and kissed him, while his thrusts cntinued with even more power.
She started leaking fluids again as she slowly lifted herself off the floor, and onto his lap, not breaking either embrace. She felt the spike on his chest burrow through her fur and press against her skin. The cold spike brought such contrast to the heat that she had worked up. She thrusted her hips in rythem to the lucario next to and beneath her. He gripped her tighter, then slowly brought his arms lower and accented the thrusting motions she was making. He felt his knot begin to form and he pushed harder, harder as it travelled up wards. she took her lips away, raised her head and moaned as it entered her. The lucario felt himself building in pressure, and warned her with a low "Get ready."
She brought her head back down to stare at him, wondering what could possibly be better than this, as he gave a deep thrust, follwed by a second where she felt herself be filled with hot streams flowing out of his member. She raised her head higher, letting out a deep moan as he flooded her with his seed, mixed juices overflowing through her lower lips. She came herself, adding to the liquid pool beneath them and courseing with pleasure and delight, replacing completely all regret and misgivings she felt toward him. When she came off her ecstasy induced high, she gripped him tightly and leaned back. He fell on top of her, letting out a last small bit of seman that hadn't escaped yet.
He tried to pull out, but couldn't as his knot was still firmly enlarged within her. Seeing the futile situation, he gave up, laid back down, and went to sleep.
The Lopunny awoke first several hours later, and saw the Lucario growling in his sleep on top of her. She rembered the events prior to her sleep and smiled. She woke him and they cleaned each other off, making full use of both mouths and tongues.
When they had finished, she asked "But I know you're definitely not my grandmother, where is she?"
The black parts of Lucario's face turned red. He got up and walked over to the straw matress that he had hidden in, lifted it up, and revealed a very angry Lopunny.
Little Red Riding Hare pulled the Lucario aside and said "You had better be long gone before I untie her." he nodded in response, and turned to leave. "wait!." The Lopunny spoke again. "Wait for me"
"Where?"
She thought for a moment before answering "In the clearing, where we first met."
"Not that long ago." he nodded, turned, said "I am sorry", and was gone.
The Lopunny quietly whispered "don't be", then lifted her grandmother out of the hole, not to difficult as she was old and weary. As she removed the gag, she felt the whip of the old womans temper. "You were violated by a beast that tied me up and impersonated me, and you ask to see him again? are you out of your mind?" her tone softened a bit. "Well I guess you are nearing mating age. And at least you waited till you evolved." She was becoming more pleasant as her bonds were loosened. "But you said something about berries that your mother picked, did you not?"
Little Red Riding Hare gigled, having forgot about them in all the excitement. "Yes grandma" She got up and brought over the bundle of berries that she had brought with her." Here you go. Both me and mother wish you well."
"Thank you my darling." The older Lopunny took the berries, and some stock food she had over at one side of the den, and made a wonderful supper that the two of them enjoyed.
And a mother back home looks out the enterance of her own den and worries about her duaghter, and how long ago she should have been home.Chapter End Notes:i'm having a bit of trouble uploading this so lets give it a shot and see if works correctly
Once upon a time there lived in a little forest a young bunarey, the prettiest creature who was ever seen. She was so pretty, because her soft fur was of a much deeper colour than most. the normally cream fur was a buetifal light shade of red, almost to the extent of pink, and what was normally a dark chocalate bron was much darker with scarlet streaks. Her mother was excessively fond of her; and her grandmother doted on her still more. almost all the forest loved her and called her by the nickname her grandmother had given her: little red riding hare.
One day her mother, having picked some berries from the trees surrounding their den, said to her, "Go, my dear, and see how your grandmother is doing, for she is old and has been very ill. Take her some berries and our well wishes."
Little Red Riding Hare set out immediately to go to her grandmother, who lived in another forest.
As she was going through the wood, she met with a lucario, who had a very dirty mind. when he saw little red riding hare, he just wanted to eat her up. he had all sorts of plans for her, but he dared notdo anything, because of some trainers and worker pokémon nearby in the forest. He asked her where she was going. The poor child, who did not know that it was dangerous to stay and talk to strangers, said to him, "I am going to see my grandmother and carry her someberries from my mother."
"Does she live far off?" said the lucario.
"Oh I say," answered Little Red Riding Hare; "it is beyond the human dens you see there, a ways into the next forest."
"and how do you know her den from others?"
"my grandmother keeps a lock of my fur by the enterance, because it reminds her of me."
"Well," said the lucario, "why not make it into a race? I'll go this way and go you that, and we shall see who will be there first."
"okay!" replied the bunarey. as she turned around the lucario leaned in deep and took a long sniff to catch her scent. the young bunarey was cuaght unaware. for some reason, she was deeply offended, so she crunched up her ears and unleashed a powerful dizzy punch. the lucario went flyingupwards, hit a tree branch, and fell back to the forest floor nearby, unconscious.
"what did i just do?" wondered the bunarey as she stared in shock. she started to run, but tripped on a root. as she fell she noticed her fur starting to glow with a bright light. she lay there on the ground, in pain, as parts of her body were subjugated to extreme stress. her legs, arms and ears grew suddenly and caused seriious discomfort. and just as soon as it started it was over. her for had setteled back to it's origional colours, but was in different places now. she looked over herself, at her new larger figure, and wondered what could have happened to her. she tried to run but fell again, confused with her new feet. eventually, she picked herself up off the ground and took a hesitant step forward. she walked forward a little more, and then, feeling more confident she started to run.
later, as the lucario woke, he sat up and wondered what had happened. he noticed a bit of light red fur on a tree root nearby. as he recalled the events prior, he rembered the scent of the bunarey. he put his nose to the ground and started to follow her scent, to the same root the fur was on, and noticed that the scent disapeared. or rather, changed into something different. but he knew where the burrow should be so he lined up in the right direction and ran as fast as he could, making a beeline through a human village right into the next forest.
meanwhile the new lopunny took a more roundabout way, avoiding the village, running after butterfrees, and gathering berries from stray trees. It was not long before the lucario arrived at the old lopunny's den. it was a den that had long ago been dug out under a large oak, and was the bunarey had said, there was a lock of light red fur marking the enterance. the lucario knocked on the wood above the burrow.
"Who's there?"
"Your grandchild, Little Red Riding Hare," replied the lucario, raising his voice to imitate the bunarey; "who has brought you some berries from mother."
The old lopunny, who was in bed, because she was somewhat ill, cried out, "by all means, come in come in."
The lucario entered the burrow, and then he immediately fell upon the old rabbit and gripped her mouth with his paw. he ripped a sheet off the bed and used it to bind her, then tore off a strip and gagged her with it. he dug a smaller hole, dropped the old lopunny into it and slipped to straw mattress over top. he then went over to the side of the den and got an extra sheet to cover the matress. he gathered tome of the lopunnys shedded fur and carried it over to the matress. he got under the sheet, and arranged the fur into a somewhat passable mask. he then layed pack and waited pateintly for the young bunarey to arrive.
a while later little red riding hare arrived at her grandmothers den, noticing it from the fur that was no longer hers on the entrance. she knocked on the tree above the burrow.
"Who's there?" asked the lucario in a rather poor imitation of the grandmother, because he had only heard her voice for a short phrase.
Little Red Riding hare, hearing the warped voice, was at first afraid; but believing her grandmother had a cold and was hoarse, answered, "It is your grandchild Little Red Riding Hare, who has brought you some berries and wellwishes that mother sends you."
The wolf cried out to her, softening his voice as much as he could, "by all means, come in come in."
Little Red Riding Hare slowly entered the burrow.
The Lucario, seeing her come in, said to her, hiding himself under the bedclothes, "Put the berries off to the side, and come get into bed with me."
Little Red Riding Hare was a bit taken back by the odd request, but attributed it to the illness and got into bed. She was greatly amazed to see how her grandmother looked , and said to her, "Grandmother, what big arms you have!"
"All the better to hug you with, my dear."
"Grandmother, what big legs you have!"
"All the better to run with, my child."
"Grandmother, what big muzzle you have!"
"All the better to kiss you with, my child."
"Grandmother, what big eyes you have!"
"All the better to see you with, my child."
With all this talking, the Lucario's make shift mask was starting to loosen on his face.
"Grandmother, what big teeth you have got!"
"All the better to," the lucario stuttered a bit."to...to...ACHOO!" with a mighty sneeze, the lucario blew off the mask and the bedcloth, revealing a bit more than his false identity. His fully erect member was standing pround in all its glorey.
"And what a big rod you have! You can't be my grandmother!"
And, saying these words, the lucario fell upon Little Red Riding Hare, and pinned her to the ground. "the nig teeth and muzzle? All the better to EAT you with my pretty, although you seem to have evolved since our last encounter."
The Lucario manuvered around so that his hind legs held down the lopunny's front arms and his paws seperated her legs. He roared, then buried his muzzle deep into her unwilling crevace. The lopunny screamed in protest. The Lucario wove his tounge in and out as he enjoyed his prize catch, drinking the juices that were starting to form in her folds. As he consumed her, his toung brushed up agaisnt something, a membrane of sorts. It gave a little bit, but wouldn't budge to the pressure he applied oraly.
The Lopunny and stopped her screams and they had turned into whimpers as the sensations became erotic. she started to moan as the lucario's muzzle moved in her depths. It was as if something she hadn't known was missing was suddenly found. She knew it was wrong and that she didn't want him anywhere near her nether regions, but she couldn't help it and gave herself into the pleasure. The Lucario, realizing what the membrane was, pulled out for moment and exclaimed "I guess its no surprise your a virgin at such a young age, but you're going to enjoy this whether you like it or not. He plunged back in. Her walls started to grip the hairs around his muzzle, acting of their own accord, she was getting slowly wetter with both the lucarios saliva and her own juices. The pressure with her was just to much and she let out a deep, primal moan from the depthes of her relativley new body, and she was engulfed in the pleasure that she didn't want. Her juices flowed more freely than before, coating both inside and outside of the lucario's maw. As he sallowed all he could, he exited her and stood up, turning to face his young victim.
The lopunny was lying on the earth, panting hard, all four paws gripping the dirt around her. She was glad she was no longer being violated, but also felt a tad of remorse that the pleasyre she haad known so breifly was over so fast. As she recovered, she sat up to find herself staring right into thick, pulsing member of the lucario. she looked up at his face, both fearful of what he might do to her, and fearful that he wouldn't do anything at all.
The blue pokémon kneeled between her outstretched legs, gripped is pulsing rod by the fur that grew round its base, and laid it carfully next to her dripping folds. they stared into each others eyes for a second, then she nodded, giving him silent permission to continue. He entered slowly savouring the moment, until the reached the object that had before cuaght his attention. He fell back a bit, then rammed into her as hard as he could, breaking the thin walls and feeling the small amount of warm blood flow down and around him as he secured his place within her. He began thrusting slowly, taking his time, as she had started to warm up to the idea. She raised her humongous ears from her sides and warpped them around the two of them. They locked in an embrace, and she brought her lips to his muzzle and kissed him, while his thrusts cntinued with even more power.
She started leaking fluids again as she slowly lifted herself off the floor, and onto his lap, not breaking either embrace. She felt the spike on his chest burrow through her fur and press against her skin. The cold spike brought such contrast to the heat that she had worked up. She thrusted her hips in rythem to the lucario next to and beneath her. He gripped her tighter, then slowly brought his arms lower and accented the thrusting motions she was making. He felt his knot begin to form and he pushed harder, harder as it travelled up wards. she took her lips away, raised her head and moaned as it entered her. The lucario felt himself building in pressure, and warned her with a low "Get ready."
She brought her head back down to stare at him, wondering what could possibly be better than this, as he gave a deep thrust, follwed by a second where she felt herself be filled with hot streams flowing out of his member. She raised her head higher, letting out a deep moan as he flooded her with his seed, mixed juices overflowing through her lower lips. She came herself, adding to the liquid pool beneath them and courseing with pleasure and delight, replacing completely all regret and misgivings she felt toward him. When she came off her ecstasy induced high, she gripped him tightly and leaned back. He fell on top of her, letting out a last small bit of seman that hadn't escaped yet.
He tried to pull out, but couldn't as his knot was still firmly enlarged within her. Seeing the futile situation, he gave up, laid back down, and went to sleep.
The Lopunny awoke first several hours later, and saw the Lucario growling in his sleep on top of her. She rembered the events prior to her sleep and smiled. She woke him and they cleaned each other off, making full use of both mouths and tongues.
When they had finished, she asked "But I know you're definitely not my grandmother, where is she?"
The black parts of Lucario's face turned red. He got up and walked over to the straw matress that he had hidden in, lifted it up, and revealed a very angry Lopunny.
Little Red Riding Hare pulled the Lucario aside and said "You had better be long gone before I untie her." he nodded in response, and turned to leave. "wait!." The Lopunny spoke again. "Wait for me"
"Where?"
She thought for a moment before answering "In the clearing, where we first met."
"Not that long ago." he nodded, turned, said "I am sorry", and was gone.
The Lopunny quietly whispered "don't be", then lifted her grandmother out of the hole, not to difficult as she was old and weary. As she removed the gag, she felt the whip of the old womans temper. "You were violated by a beast that tied me up and impersonated me, and you ask to see him again? are you out of your mind?" her tone softened a bit. "Well I guess you are nearing mating age. And at least you waited till you evolved." She was becoming more pleasant as her bonds were loosened. "But you said something about berries that your mother picked, did you not?"
Little Red Riding Hare gigled, having forgot about them in all the excitement. "Yes grandma" She got up and brought over the bundle of berries that she had brought with her." Here you go. Both me and mother wish you well."
"Thank you my darling." The older Lopunny took the berries, and some stock food she had over at one side of the den, and made a wonderful supper that the two of them enjoyed.
And a mother back home looks out the enterance of her own den and worries about her duaghter, and how long ago she should have been home.Chapter End Notes:i'm having a bit of trouble uploading this so lets give it a shot and see if works correctly