Story Notes:
No pokemon are mine, obviously, blah blah blah.... Grace is, however.
A Fiery Beginning
"Grace! Just where have you been all day? Mum's been yelling at me for not doing your chores! We have chores to do, remember?" She hated when he talked like their mother. She looked down at a near twin to herself. It was her brother Ray, several years her junior. But he had the same mousy hair and light brown eyes that seemed to run in her family. And, to top things off, he was being every inch of a little brother that he could be.
"Sorry, Ray. I'll be there in just a second..."
"No, now! Mom and Dad are on there way to take me to my contest, so you need to stay and be sure Archie behaves himself."
"But, you said we had chores to do!" She growled, jabbing him in the chest.
"Of course we do. You'll just be the one doing them!" A car horn beeped somewhere in the distance and Ray giggled, running off towards the farm house. "Have fun, sis!"
"Little rat!" She screamed after him, mumbling to herself about ways to do away with younger siblings. She found her way into the house and locked the doors behind her. There was very little to do out on the ranch anyways. Just to be sure, she took a closer look outside the window, into the meadow that bordered the sandy beach and smiled at the Pokémon milling about. It was a happy collection Pokémon from all different regions were happily playing with one another. Several human-like, well trained Pokémon were doing some of the basic jobs like feed control, fence maintenance, and the like.
And then there was Archie. He'd been with the family for ages, since Grace was only a toddler and he was a Growlithe. But last year, he'd stumbled upon a fire stone, evolved into an Arcanine, and had never been the same since. He'd become less humanly social, and more Pokémon aggressive. Now, he was lying in the field in the middle of a flock of mareep and flaaffy, dozing with one eye open. He stood, knowing he was being watched, and turned his maw towards the house.
The girl back away slowly from the window, unsure of what to do. He was looking right at her and, while he was a pleasant sort, his aggressive state lately had made him difficult to approach. No one had tried to go near him and any wild Pokémon that dared threaten his flock or his territory was quick to flee, if they were able. Human interaction was limited at best. And now the massive fire-breathing canine was on his way towards the house, his eyes focused on her.
Grace gulped and staggered backwards, resting her hand on the side kitchen door. Somehow, she neglected to lock it and the knob turned under her weight. Before she knew what had happened, she was sprawling down the short wooden staircase and was lying spread eagle on the grass, looking up at the sun. The world was spinning around her still and she closed her eyes to block out the glaring sunlight bearing down upon her.
Moments passed like hours and she felt the steady beam of the sun leave her face. Her brow furrowed and she cracked one eye open to look up at whatever was causing the obstruction. What she was expecting to find was an errant cloud or something of that nature. What she was not expecting to see was Archie standing over her, his cock drooping out from his sheath. Well, she thought, trying to simultaneously gulp and scoot herself backwards at the same time, if he's aroused all the time, it would certainly explain why he's so aloof at all hours. Poor thing probably needs to breed.
As if hearing her thoughts, the Arcanine looked at her once more and lowered his head. He started to advance towards her, his head lowered, a thin growl rumbling in his chest. Grace caught her elbow on a rock and fell back onto her back, looking up into a pair of interested, fiery eyes.
She started to panic. Why was he getting so close to her? It wasn't like she could help him. She wasn't a Pokémon. Humans couldn't alleviate a Pokémon's desires. That was just wrong. Pokémon bred with Pokémon, humans bred with humans, there just wasn't any crossing over. But Archie was getting so close, and she had no where else to go. She'd managed to get back on the stairs, but they proved to be more hassle than help. Because now she was trapped between a cock and a hard place.
"Archie... Back. Stay, boy!" She commanded feebly and she tried to crawl backwards up the stairs, but to no avail. Not thinking, her legs were spread apart, revealing her panties and crotch to the hungry beast beneath her skirt. Oh, of all days to wear such a silly thing! Once she'd realized it, though, she was too late. The massive, furry maw was already there, brushing a cold wet nose against her delicate pussy. Sshe gasped and reached down a hand to protest, but his growl heightened and she pulled back. His lips parted and he grabbed the flimsy cotton between his teeth, tugging hard and snapping the elastic bands clean off. Now there was nothing between her womanhood and his hungry, pulsing shaft.
For whatever, his growling stopped, and she thought it was the perfect opportunity. She rolled over onto her knees and tried to sprint up the stairs, but failed miserably. The powerful canine had her skirt in his jowls, holding her in place. He dragged her down into the grass, but she remained on all fours. He began to growl again and, after looking over her shoulder, saw precum dripping from his tip.
"Oh God, no! Archie, don't... No!" She pleaded, tears welling up in her eyes. But her request was discarded. The large canine mounted her and trapped her with his weight. Grace had nowhere to go. She could feel his pulsing member slide across her tail bone as it sought out her lips. After a readjustment, the tip brushed her pussy's lips and she shivered violently both out of fear and from pleasure. The Pokémon stopped, and she thought she was safe, if just for a moment, but before she could even try to move, the cock plunged into her.
A scream passed her lips. It was hot! And so very hard. She could feel every pulsing twitch it released and the action caused her soft, wet walls to wrap around it. She shut her eyes in pain, wondering how this was happening to her. This shouldn't be happening, not to her! How did she go from riding her bike to clear her thoughts to being ravaged by the family field-watcher? But all thoughts started to dematerialize as Archie's thrusts became much faster. The growl within his chest grew. His forepaws fought for purchase against her thighs. His claws rendered small marks against her tender flesh.
"Archie, that hurts! Ah.. But.. it feels.. So good!" She moaned, her own fluids helping to make the ride easier and more pleasurable. Where he once felt much too large for her, her muscles had shifted to accommodate his bulk. All pain seemed to slip away into pleasure. She could feel herself growing closer and closer to climax. But just as she though the pain was ceasing, a hard pressure was working its way into her entrance. His knot! His knot was pushing its way inside her!
"Arch... Your knot.. No, don't...!" It just dawned on her what was about to happen. He was going to cum inside her, inject his seed into her womb. Not that she thought it would matter much, he being a Pokémon and all. But her words were drowned out as his cock twitched. He was close to cumming. And soon, she realized, so was she. Her walls spasmed and Archie released a loud, deafening howl. With his outburst came an explosion of fiery seed, flowing without cessation into her cavity. Her climax was triggered by the immediate head and he screamed.
Her arms gave out under her weight and Archie continued to push himself deeper into her as his load emptied into her womb. The two stayed in their position for quite some time, half an hour maybe, until the Arcanine finally pulled out, his member lying limp. This caused Grace to shudder with pleasure. Excess fluids seeped out of her, but not as much as she thought would. But she felt so good, that she didn't even care, now.
Staggering to her feet, she patted the canine on his head and teetered up the stairs back into the house. A small smile still lingered on her lips, and she wondered, dimly, when her parents would get back before dropping, asleep, onto the couch.
"Sorry, Ray. I'll be there in just a second..."
"No, now! Mom and Dad are on there way to take me to my contest, so you need to stay and be sure Archie behaves himself."
"But, you said we had chores to do!" She growled, jabbing him in the chest.
"Of course we do. You'll just be the one doing them!" A car horn beeped somewhere in the distance and Ray giggled, running off towards the farm house. "Have fun, sis!"
"Little rat!" She screamed after him, mumbling to herself about ways to do away with younger siblings. She found her way into the house and locked the doors behind her. There was very little to do out on the ranch anyways. Just to be sure, she took a closer look outside the window, into the meadow that bordered the sandy beach and smiled at the Pokémon milling about. It was a happy collection Pokémon from all different regions were happily playing with one another. Several human-like, well trained Pokémon were doing some of the basic jobs like feed control, fence maintenance, and the like.
And then there was Archie. He'd been with the family for ages, since Grace was only a toddler and he was a Growlithe. But last year, he'd stumbled upon a fire stone, evolved into an Arcanine, and had never been the same since. He'd become less humanly social, and more Pokémon aggressive. Now, he was lying in the field in the middle of a flock of mareep and flaaffy, dozing with one eye open. He stood, knowing he was being watched, and turned his maw towards the house.
The girl back away slowly from the window, unsure of what to do. He was looking right at her and, while he was a pleasant sort, his aggressive state lately had made him difficult to approach. No one had tried to go near him and any wild Pokémon that dared threaten his flock or his territory was quick to flee, if they were able. Human interaction was limited at best. And now the massive fire-breathing canine was on his way towards the house, his eyes focused on her.
Grace gulped and staggered backwards, resting her hand on the side kitchen door. Somehow, she neglected to lock it and the knob turned under her weight. Before she knew what had happened, she was sprawling down the short wooden staircase and was lying spread eagle on the grass, looking up at the sun. The world was spinning around her still and she closed her eyes to block out the glaring sunlight bearing down upon her.
Moments passed like hours and she felt the steady beam of the sun leave her face. Her brow furrowed and she cracked one eye open to look up at whatever was causing the obstruction. What she was expecting to find was an errant cloud or something of that nature. What she was not expecting to see was Archie standing over her, his cock drooping out from his sheath. Well, she thought, trying to simultaneously gulp and scoot herself backwards at the same time, if he's aroused all the time, it would certainly explain why he's so aloof at all hours. Poor thing probably needs to breed.
As if hearing her thoughts, the Arcanine looked at her once more and lowered his head. He started to advance towards her, his head lowered, a thin growl rumbling in his chest. Grace caught her elbow on a rock and fell back onto her back, looking up into a pair of interested, fiery eyes.
She started to panic. Why was he getting so close to her? It wasn't like she could help him. She wasn't a Pokémon. Humans couldn't alleviate a Pokémon's desires. That was just wrong. Pokémon bred with Pokémon, humans bred with humans, there just wasn't any crossing over. But Archie was getting so close, and she had no where else to go. She'd managed to get back on the stairs, but they proved to be more hassle than help. Because now she was trapped between a cock and a hard place.
"Archie... Back. Stay, boy!" She commanded feebly and she tried to crawl backwards up the stairs, but to no avail. Not thinking, her legs were spread apart, revealing her panties and crotch to the hungry beast beneath her skirt. Oh, of all days to wear such a silly thing! Once she'd realized it, though, she was too late. The massive, furry maw was already there, brushing a cold wet nose against her delicate pussy. Sshe gasped and reached down a hand to protest, but his growl heightened and she pulled back. His lips parted and he grabbed the flimsy cotton between his teeth, tugging hard and snapping the elastic bands clean off. Now there was nothing between her womanhood and his hungry, pulsing shaft.
For whatever, his growling stopped, and she thought it was the perfect opportunity. She rolled over onto her knees and tried to sprint up the stairs, but failed miserably. The powerful canine had her skirt in his jowls, holding her in place. He dragged her down into the grass, but she remained on all fours. He began to growl again and, after looking over her shoulder, saw precum dripping from his tip.
"Oh God, no! Archie, don't... No!" She pleaded, tears welling up in her eyes. But her request was discarded. The large canine mounted her and trapped her with his weight. Grace had nowhere to go. She could feel his pulsing member slide across her tail bone as it sought out her lips. After a readjustment, the tip brushed her pussy's lips and she shivered violently both out of fear and from pleasure. The Pokémon stopped, and she thought she was safe, if just for a moment, but before she could even try to move, the cock plunged into her.
A scream passed her lips. It was hot! And so very hard. She could feel every pulsing twitch it released and the action caused her soft, wet walls to wrap around it. She shut her eyes in pain, wondering how this was happening to her. This shouldn't be happening, not to her! How did she go from riding her bike to clear her thoughts to being ravaged by the family field-watcher? But all thoughts started to dematerialize as Archie's thrusts became much faster. The growl within his chest grew. His forepaws fought for purchase against her thighs. His claws rendered small marks against her tender flesh.
"Archie, that hurts! Ah.. But.. it feels.. So good!" She moaned, her own fluids helping to make the ride easier and more pleasurable. Where he once felt much too large for her, her muscles had shifted to accommodate his bulk. All pain seemed to slip away into pleasure. She could feel herself growing closer and closer to climax. But just as she though the pain was ceasing, a hard pressure was working its way into her entrance. His knot! His knot was pushing its way inside her!
"Arch... Your knot.. No, don't...!" It just dawned on her what was about to happen. He was going to cum inside her, inject his seed into her womb. Not that she thought it would matter much, he being a Pokémon and all. But her words were drowned out as his cock twitched. He was close to cumming. And soon, she realized, so was she. Her walls spasmed and Archie released a loud, deafening howl. With his outburst came an explosion of fiery seed, flowing without cessation into her cavity. Her climax was triggered by the immediate head and he screamed.
Her arms gave out under her weight and Archie continued to push himself deeper into her as his load emptied into her womb. The two stayed in their position for quite some time, half an hour maybe, until the Arcanine finally pulled out, his member lying limp. This caused Grace to shudder with pleasure. Excess fluids seeped out of her, but not as much as she thought would. But she felt so good, that she didn't even care, now.
Staggering to her feet, she patted the canine on his head and teetered up the stairs back into the house. A small smile still lingered on her lips, and she wondered, dimly, when her parents would get back before dropping, asleep, onto the couch.