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A Cave's Sexual Mishaps
"That's a lie! A complete and utter lie and you know it!"
"If it were a lie, why would I keep repeating it, you brainless fox?!"
In the middle of a large cavern, two Pokémon were duking their feelings out amongst each other: One, a male Zangoose, the other, a female Zoroark. They had recently met each other while foraging, and, due to ridiculous circumstances (An accidental Hyper Beam misfire, compliments of an angry Nidoking.), they had become stuck inside the cave. No sooner had they started talking did they realize that they couldn't stand one another, not because of their gender, or species, or anything seemingly important. It was actually a compliment gone awry: The Zangoose merely stated his opinion on her physical dimensions. And, needless to say, the Zoroark wasn't too happy about his opinion.
"How can you even judge me on the size of my rear?! I haven't even known you for.....what, five minutes now?!"
"You know shouting won't help our current situation, right?" the Zangoose calmly tried to bring the Zoroark back down from her rage, but she paid very little heed to his question.
"I don't care! You're going to apologize about it, and you're going to do it soon, or else!" she bellowed at him in return, leaning in toward him, baring her fangs and claws. He merely chuckled at her attempt to scare him.
"Or else what, my carpet-haired friend?" That insult finally tipped her off the scale of sanity.
She let out an angry howl and bounded at the Zangoose, her fangs bared toward his neck and a killer intent in her eyes. He quickly rolled out of the way and faced her, his back to a wall. His claws slowly slid out from his paws as they faced each other, growling at one another. Neither were going to back down from the fight they were about to begin, so they both lunged at the opposite and began their assault.
It was a mess of red, black, and white fur. Claws flew everywhere as both attempted to land a deadly blow on the other. The Zoroark, at one point, had attempted to gain the advantage as she bounced back, aiming a Fire Blast at the Zangoose. However, he quickly closed the gap between them and landed a Poison Jab into her stomach before she could launch her attack, and the strike he landed sent her flying back into one of the cave walls. She crumpled into a heap at the cave floor and clutched at her stomach, the poison's effects quickly becoming known as she growled softly in pain. However, she never took her eyes off her opponent, as she watched the Zangoose's movements, ready to avoid his next attack.
Much to her surprise, though, he slowly reached one of his paws into the fur of his tail and pulled out a small, pink, and delicate-looking berry. A pecha berry! Is...is he toying with me?! She bellowed in her mind. Yeah...he's teasing me, trying to pull me in so he can attack me, or take advantage of-
"Are you gonna sit there and glare at me, or are you gonna let me help you?!" his words actually shocked the Zoroark. She growled to herself, not wanting to accept any help from her most recent opponent, but what choice did she have?
"...Alright, fine." She finally said as her face slightly softened. He slowly approached her and kneeled down next to her. Her glare quickly reappeared when he felt his paw on her stomach. "But I can read you like a map. The moment you attempt to attack me again, I'll have your windpipe crushed between my jaws," she said with a growl.
He looked up at her with a scowl. He was just trying to help her, and yet she doubted his intentions. Was all of her kind this proud? "Alright, but you can trust me when I say that I have no plan to harm you any further," he said calmly as he held the berry to her muzzle, his opposite paw continuing to rub her stomach were he struck her. She reluctantly ate the berry, and found that after she swallowed, the pain emanating from her stomach slowly began to fade away. His paw slowly continued to rub the wound, the pain from the actual blow disappearing along with the poison.
After a few minutes, she felt as if the pain had never been there. The whole time, she had never taken her eyes off him, but due to that, she had taken a chance to survey his physical figure. She was actually impressed by his strength and speed. To be able to stop her from launching an attack was a very great feat, yet he seemed to also have the capacity for gentleness as his paw remained on her stomach. She finally looked away from him and blushed, then she muttered, "...Thank you."
He smiled at her, which she noticed out of the corner of his eye. He then slowly got up and pulled his paw from her stomach, saying, "You're welcome." He then slowly turned and began to walk away.
"Where are you going?" she muttered out as her head turned back toward him. "That's not the way out; the only exit was the way we came in."
He turned slightly to her, and she caught another smile spread along his face. "I'm going deeper into the cave to see if there is another way out. And besides, you probably don't want me around, so I'll only return to tell you if I've found another exit." And with that, he slowly walked into the pitch-black darkness of the cave, leaving her alone with her thoughts.
The Zangoose continued to walk deeper into the cave, his arms and legs both padding along the ground. He kept his ears attune to his surroundings, listening for the slightest breeze, or the smallest trickle of water. If he could find a stream, he could find the source of water connected to it, which would probably lead him to an exit. He also kept his nose active, attempting to catch any scents from the outside. His body was so in tune to finding an exit that he didn't notice the three pairs of eyes glaring at him from a distance. The largest of the creatures grinned and quickly dove out of her hiding spot, catching the Zangoose off-guard as his body was slammed against the cave wall. He let out a growl of pain as his eyes quickly latched onto his captor. It was large, blue, and streamlined. It had no hands or paws, just a single claw on the end of each arm and a large fin below both of the claws. Its face and body were shark-like, and it had a blend of red on its muzzle and a yellow star-like pattern on its nose. A Garchomp!
"Well, well, well...." The Garchomp said its voice clearly feminine, with a slight hint of seduction. "We don't get many males around this part of the cave. I was beginning to think we'd have to pleasure ourselves without the help of one."
He made an attempt to growl at her, but his sound was quickly blocked when she quickly pressed her lips to his, silencing him. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see a pair of Gabite, the Garchomp's pre-evolution; slowly climb out from behind the rocks. Shit...and I had hoped the only problematic female I'd have to deal with would've been that Zoroark, he thought to himself as he realized his predicament.
The Zoroark had slowly gotten to her feet, her legs slightly numb from remaining seated for almost a half-hour now. Her mind had remained on the Zangoose she had attempted to kill, only to be beaten, and then helped, by him. She didn't know whether to feel angry or thankful as she placed her paw to her stomach and found it somewhat uncomforting. His paw had been much more relaxed....and soft....and-!
No! Her mind bellowed, you can't think like that! He insulted you, he defeated you! Crushing on someone like that isn't right!
She quickly shook her head out and smacked the side of her head with her paw. "Can't...like him. He was rude, telling me my ass was big....but...he didn't mean it as an insult, he said it was a compliment..."
She turned slightly her upper body a little and looked down at her rear. True, it was larger than most of her species, but no one had ever complimented her on it before...
You can't know for sure that he meant it as a compliment. Hell, for all you knew, he could've used you right there! He can't be trusted. He's probably waiting for you in the darkness, ready to wrestle you to the ground and turn you into his toy!
"ARRGH!!!" she growled out as she clutched her head with her paws. She shook her head out once again and looked into the cave. ".....let's go find an exit." She said and started deeper into the cave.
Zangoose was completely silent. His Garchomp captor and her Gabite children had him surrounded, the mother still pressing him against the wall. He already knew about families like this: all female, father leaves, dies, or just plain disappears, the women search out for mates, no matter who they are. He then felt the Garchomp lift him from the wall, and then she threw him to the ground. He landed near the Gabite siblings, and they quickly trapped his arms beneath their claws. His gaze quickly shifted between them before returning to the mother. His eyes were quickly drawn to her moist, swollen slit, the sight of it, along with the scent emanating from it causing him to become aroused. He struggled against the arms of the Gabites, but it was to no avail as the Garchomp stood over him, her slit teasingly out of reach of his growing member.
She chuckled softly and stepped over to one of her children and nodded to her. The Gabite smiled widely and quickly swapped positions with her mother, the Gabite now looming over him. She slowly, and seductively as possible, lowered herself onto her stomach, her face just inches away from his length, now fully erect and standing at 7 in. and a 2 in. thick. She took a moment to marvel at his pulsing cock before she wrapped one of her claws around the base and slowly dragged it from the base of his member to the head, and then slowly rolled her tongue around the head of his member. The Zangoose's body was now pressed hard against the ground as he stifled a moan, letting out a soft murr instead, which was to the mother's dislike. She turned to the other Gabite sibling and made a motion down toward his face, to which the smaller sibling nodded happily. The mother slowly pulled away from his arm, giving it a brief period of freedom before the smaller Gabite brought her free claw to it and kept it trapped again the ground as she lowered her face to his, pressing her lips firmly against his. She quickly climbed onto him, further trapping him in their mating advances; the older Gabite now had her muzzle tightly wrapped around his member, her head bobbing up and down on his meat. He finally moaned out, knowing the only way out of his situation was to let his captor's daughters have their way with him.
Zoroark had continued further into the cave, her senses only half active. In the back of her mind, she continued to think about the Zangoose. It was true, he never wanted to fight her, but then again, he could've just been toying with her. He did only attack her once.....she placed her paw back on her stomach and remembered how smooth and soft the pads on his paws felt on her stomach. And he had given her that pecha berry almost after he poisoned her.
Maybe.....maybe he could-!
Her thought was quickly broken by a loud, echoing scream.
....Wait, she thought to herself. There's no pain in that scream. It's almost as if....
Her thoughts trailed off as she dashed in the direction of the scream, realizing what it meant.
The older Gabite let out a massive cry of pleasure as her lower, virgin lips spread to accommodate the Zangoose's length. His member quickly tore through her hymen, but her mind was in such a torrent of pleasure she didn't notice the pain as she sunk lower onto his length, her tail end facing toward him as she rode him. The younger sister had move down to his balls and licked at them furiously as their captive moaned loudly, his senses already drunk on the scent of the three dragon Pokémon. The mother simply sat against one of the cave walls, the sight of her daughter mating her first male arousing her further, thereby forcing the Zangoose further into his drunken, aroused stupor. As the forced mating act continued, a large, shadowy-black Zoroark sunk behind a rock near the scene.
Zoroark was in disbelief. She didn't know what to think as her eyes remained linked to the sight in front of her: two Gabites, sisters obviously, were mating the Zangoose she had met earlier. Her body shivered against the rock she was hiding behind as she noticed a third dragon in the chamber: a Garchomp, the mother of the two. When her eyes drew to the Garchomp, her nose was quickly enveloped in a powerful, arousing scent.
"Attract...." She whispered to herself. Females used it to get males to comply to sexual acts, and it seemed to be working as the Zangoose, his will to resist the riding on his cock fading, slowly began to meet the older Gabite's bouncing with slowly, steady thrusts, causing her to further scream out in pleasure. Suddenly, without thinking, Zoroark shouted out....
"Get your hands off him!!!" the words quickly echoed through the chamber as the three dragons looked in the direction of the command. They all saw a Zoroark standing atop a rock, her fangs and claws bared as she growled with a deep rage.
"What did you just say, you weak little fox?!" the Garchomp roared at her, quickly standing to her feet to face the fox.
"I said....release him. NOW!!!" she bellowed the last word, waking Zangoose from his stupor of arousal, the Gabites having stopped moving and giving him a chance to relax. He looked up at Zoroark and panted softly.
"Y...you...." He said softly, his member still wrapped in the older Gabite's inner walls. Zoroark's eyes slowly shifted to him and gave him a small smile. However, the Garchomp took that opportunity to swipe her claw at Zoroark, knocking her to the ground. Garchomp then pinned her to the ground, her claw pressed closely against her throat.
"Heh...so confident, yet so weak. You'll make a nice meal for my girls once they're done with our captive." Garchomp growled at her. She then slowly pulled her opposite arm back, the claw on the end glowing in a deep blue hue. She then heard a soft voice behind her.
"...L...Leave her be." Zangoose said lowly.
Garchomp slowly turned to him, a devilish smile on her face and her claw still pressed to the Zoroark's neck. "Or what, captive? You have no say in the matter, so just stay silent."
He growled at her and lifted one of his now free arms to his throat, his claws exceedingly close to puncturing through. "You kill her, or injure her, in any way, and I'll slit my own throat. She has nothing to do with this situation. And you will have no toy to play with..." he grinned as he continued, his eyes drifting down to her moistening slit: "And I know how much mommy wanted to play."
The Garchomp growled at the situation she had just been put in. On one hand, if they spared the Zoroark, they would get to continue playing with the Zangoose, and he was right: she did want it, her loins burned for it. On the other hand, they would get a larger meal, but then she wouldn't be able to mate with him. And let's face it; necrophilia is not a good excuse for mating. She finally pulled her claw from the Zoroark and stepped back. She turned back to her daughters and the Zangoose, who grinned at her again.
"Good mommy...maybe this might up your chances at having a good time." He said a hint of victory in his voice. He slowly lowered his claw from his throat and placed it back on the cave floor. He then slowly began to grind his hips underneath the Gabite still sitting on him, his length grinding inside of her pussy, causing her to whimper and blush deeply. "Now, back to the task at hand, ehh, my scaly rider?"
She turned to him and growled lustfully. She then lifted herself off of his member, only to slam back down on him, a thrust from the Zangoose deepening the penetration. They both moaned out as the younger Gabite sat back near her mother, both of them watching the Zoroark with keen eyes.
"Don't think we trust you, you sneaky fox. You try anything suspicious, and we'll rip you limb from limb." The mother whispered to the Zoroark, eliciting a shiver of fear from her black, fur-covered body. However, the attention of the three was quickly drawn back to the mating couple as both let out loud moans. His hips spasmed against the Gabite as his member fired string after string of his cum into her hungry womb, her female juices washing over his hips as she collapsed to the ground. His cock slipped out of her pussy lips, followed by a slow stream of his seed. She murred with pleasure as she lay on the ground, her mind in a deep haze. She then slowly dragged herself over to her mother and smiled up at her. The Garchomp smiled back down at her older daughter and said, "How was it, my child?"
The Gabite's speech was slightly broken and shaky, "It...w...was wonderful, mother. C...can we keep him?" she said before her body gave out, passing out from exhaustion. The mother simply chuckled at the inquiry and turned to her younger child, who, at her mother's glance, quickly got to her feet and ran over to the Zangoose, smiling brightly with her tail tip twitching.
Zangoose softly chuckled at the sight of the enthusiastic youth, and gently stroked his paw along her nose. "Well, aren't you the most adorable little thing, all prepared for your turn?" he said warmly to the younger Gabite. She murred softly and nodded in response, then turned away from him, took a few paces back toward her mother, and then bent over on all fours, her tail raised to reveal her slit and her tail hole.
"...p-please....it hurts....and mother says that you can help me...." She said, her voice shaking as much as her older sister's, her body aching with need. Zangoose slowly walked up behind, his member already fully extended as the head bumped against her entrance, causing her to gasp and turn her head to him.
"P-please! Help me....." she said as her female juices slowly covered the tip of his member. He smiled warmly again and gently placed his paws onto her rear, his claws slowly raking along her scaly skin as he slowly began to push into her entrance, her lower lips stretching wider than her sister's. He murred a little: her pussy's much tighter than that other Gabite's, he thought as he pushed in deeper until he was stopped by her barrier. He slowly leaned over her body, avoiding her back fin as he gently nuzzled her and licked her cheek.
"Alright....this is going to hurt a little, but I promise it will feel much better after, okay?" he said, gently licking her cheek again. She whimpered again and nodded, then tensed her body up; readying her body for the pain he was talking about. He then quickly pushed in harder, tearing through her hymen to meet more of her tight, virgin walls. She screamed out in a mix of pain and pleasure, the strength in her arms giving way as her upper body collapsed to the cave floor, tears slowly falling from her eyes. Zangoose slowly brought himself back up and pulled slowly out until his head only remained inside of her. He then quickly thrust back in, the Gabite's body shaking as the pain slowly deteriorated, leaving only a sensation of pure pleasure. She screamed out, her face twisting into one of pure bliss as she quickly started to push back against his thrusts, meeting more of his cock and allowing him to push deeper into her.
The three females watched patiently and intently as the youngest female was taken by the Zangoose. Zoroark, however, was only being patient to keep herself alive. She knew she wouldn't be strong enough or quick enough to escape if she tried now, but even if she was, she still wouldn't have left. Her own body shivered in a state of pleasure as she looked down at her now soaked slit and sighed. I can't believe I'm enjoying this, She thought to herself as her eyes fell back on the mating pair. But....then again, he does seem to be quite good at it....
The younger Gabite screamed out again as Zangoose drove his thick member harder and deeper into her, her hot, inner walls were convulsing and tightening around his length as she came again. Her hot juices poured out of her onto his hips as her body shook violently. He only took her second release as a sign to give her more as he bent over her body a little more, putting him at an angle where his member could drive deeper into her until the head of his length hit her cervix, causing her to scream out again.
"Oh, God!!! It's so good~! More, give me more!!!" she managed to scream out as she felt his member continuously hit her cervix, his cock throbbing inside of her. The Zangoose let out a snarl of pure pleasure before slamming his hips hard against her, burying his member deep into her before firing his seed deep into her tight, warm vaginal walls, filling her deep into her womb. She shook violently before dropping onto the cave floor, panting heavily as his member slipped out of her. He panted softly and smiled from behind her as he heard her start to breathe slowly and softly, having passed out just moments ago.
He then turned his attention toward the mother Garchomp and gave her a playful growl. "Come, mommy.....you're next."
She grinned and slowly stepped over to him, then turned and crouched over; taking a position similar to the one her younger daughter had taken. She growled lustfully and turned to him, "You've pleasured both of my daughters....now, let me see how good you really are." She giggled and waved her rear to him, her slit soaked in her strong juices.
He simply grinned, then placed his paws at her hips and slowly brushed the head of his member along her slit, then stopped. She looked back at him, wondering what he was doing before letting out a soft gasp as she felt the head of his member press against her tail hole, the tip just slightly pushing into her rear.
"F....fuck me, Zangoose.....do it now!" she growled and pushed back against him as he thrust forward, burying his member deep into her tail hole. "Oh, Fuuuuuuck~!!!"
Zoroark moaned softly to herself, one of her claws buried deep into her own moist lower lips, the tip grinding against her slick inner walls. She murred softly to herself as she watched the Male pound relentlessly into the mother Garchomp's rear, her loud groans of pleasure a sure sign of her enjoyment. She simply couldn't resist pawing herself off, after watching the male take both of the Garchomp's kids. But a question remained on her mind: what would happen after this?
The male Zangoose growled deeply as he slammed his hips hard into the Garchomp, his cock driving harder and harder into the female's rear. Then, he suddenly grinned from behind her, and slowly brought his tail to her moist folds, and rammed his tail end into her slick, warm walls, pulling another loud groan from the female.
"Ohhh~....I feel...so full....More!!! Fuck me harder!!! Cum in me!!!" she growled softly with each of his thrusts before screaming out, her voice echoing through the cave as her hot juices flooded over the length of his tail. Her upper body dropped to the cave floor and the male drove even harder into her rear, his tail matching each of his thrusts. His tail thrust deeper and deeper into her tight pussy until the tip of his tail was bunched against her cervix with each of his thrusts, cause her to let out a hearty whimper every time he hit it, his member driving into her tail hole with an equal force. Then, the female Garchomp let out a loud scream of bliss and pleasure as a second torrent of her love juices poured from her, coating his tail in her cum as her inner rear walls contracted around the male's length. He met her scream with a loud growl as his seed fired quickly into her tail hole, filling her deep into her rear. The male then let out a soft, pleasured growl as he fell backwards, his shrinking member slowly pulled from her tail hole as he slumped onto his back, panting towards the ceiling. Slowly, the Garchomp turned and faced the Zangoose with a warm, yet lustful smile.
"I....I can s....see why my daughters....en...enjoyed you, Zangoose." She stuttered out before slumping over onto her side, next to the Zangoose, her eyes closed as she began to sleep. This left the Zangoose and the Zoroark as the only two awake in the vicinity.
The Zoroark was panting heavily, her body quivering as she pulled her claw from her moist sex and slumped back against the cave wall, her slit swollen and warm and a small puddle of her juices pouring between her legs. Her gaze slowly drifted over the Zangoose, then to his still pulsing member. She murred softly, then froze against the wall as the Zangoose looked over at her, his eyes showing he was still in a state of arousal. As she watched his body shift towards her, she saw a smile spread over his lips as he spoke softly, "You okay? I do hope they didn't hurt you."
She was stunned. In the midst of his sexual drive, he still acted like he did before he was "raped". She then felt herself slowly crawl over to the male. He smiled up at her as she loomed over him silently and let out a soft murr in response to hers, to which she giggled at. Then, much to his surprise, as well as her own, she slowly slumped down onto him and curled up against him, purring like a Skitty. He stared down at her in slight disbelief, and she looked up at him and giggled again.
"Yes....I'm fine." She smiled, then pushed up and licked his cheek, his cheeks flushing lightly as he looked at her, his arm subconsciously curling around her body.
*3 hours later.....*
Near the opposite side of the cave, the group of Pokémon had collected themselves after their "adventurous" afternoon. The mother Garchomp simply stood across from the Zangoose and the Zoroark, keeping her distance, while her twin daughters clung to the Zangoose's waist, whining slightly.
"Please don't leave us~...." The older sibling said.
"Yes, don't leave, please~?" The younger sibling chimed in, and the mother simply chuckled at her children's attempts to keep their "captive" in their care.
"Now, now, my dears." The mother said softly, ushering her children back to her. "We have to let these two be on their way, whether we like it or not." She then flashed a sad smile to the Zangoose, who returned the smile. "You may return....you're always welcome here, Zangoose."
The male simply nodded, then softly kisses both of the Gabites on the nose, and gently pushed them back to their mother before approaching the Garchomp and slowly waving a paw toward her. She leaned down slightly and the Zangoose softly kissed her on the lips before pulling away, a warm smile etched onto his face.
"Don't worry, "Mommy"." He said jokingly. "I'll be back....sooner than you can expect." The three dragon Pokémon nodded happily then made their way back into the cave, once again leaving Zangoose and Zoroark alone. She looked over at him and sighed, then began to walk off alone before the Zangoose's voice stopped her.
"And where do you think you're going, fox?" The Zangoose said, and she turned to him, a sad look on her face.
"Well," she began in a sad tone, "Now that we're out of the cave....it's not necessary for us to stay together....so..."
He simply smiled and walked over to her, then gently wrapped his paw around hers and softly kissed her cheek, causing the female Zoroark's cheeks to flush intensely. "U-um...what was that for?"
"You actually helped me back there, foxy." He said a slight hint of teasing in his voice. "So, I owe you...unless you'd rather I go now."
The Zoroark's face lit up as she wrapped her arms tightly around the male. "No! You're company's welcome with me." And she nuzzled him as he chuckled softly.
"Heh....alright then." He said. "Then let's find something to eat, foxy. That venture in the cave wore me out." And the two slowly walked away from the cave, knowing....it would probably not be their last visit there.
"If it were a lie, why would I keep repeating it, you brainless fox?!"
In the middle of a large cavern, two Pokémon were duking their feelings out amongst each other: One, a male Zangoose, the other, a female Zoroark. They had recently met each other while foraging, and, due to ridiculous circumstances (An accidental Hyper Beam misfire, compliments of an angry Nidoking.), they had become stuck inside the cave. No sooner had they started talking did they realize that they couldn't stand one another, not because of their gender, or species, or anything seemingly important. It was actually a compliment gone awry: The Zangoose merely stated his opinion on her physical dimensions. And, needless to say, the Zoroark wasn't too happy about his opinion.
"How can you even judge me on the size of my rear?! I haven't even known you for.....what, five minutes now?!"
"You know shouting won't help our current situation, right?" the Zangoose calmly tried to bring the Zoroark back down from her rage, but she paid very little heed to his question.
"I don't care! You're going to apologize about it, and you're going to do it soon, or else!" she bellowed at him in return, leaning in toward him, baring her fangs and claws. He merely chuckled at her attempt to scare him.
"Or else what, my carpet-haired friend?" That insult finally tipped her off the scale of sanity.
She let out an angry howl and bounded at the Zangoose, her fangs bared toward his neck and a killer intent in her eyes. He quickly rolled out of the way and faced her, his back to a wall. His claws slowly slid out from his paws as they faced each other, growling at one another. Neither were going to back down from the fight they were about to begin, so they both lunged at the opposite and began their assault.
It was a mess of red, black, and white fur. Claws flew everywhere as both attempted to land a deadly blow on the other. The Zoroark, at one point, had attempted to gain the advantage as she bounced back, aiming a Fire Blast at the Zangoose. However, he quickly closed the gap between them and landed a Poison Jab into her stomach before she could launch her attack, and the strike he landed sent her flying back into one of the cave walls. She crumpled into a heap at the cave floor and clutched at her stomach, the poison's effects quickly becoming known as she growled softly in pain. However, she never took her eyes off her opponent, as she watched the Zangoose's movements, ready to avoid his next attack.
Much to her surprise, though, he slowly reached one of his paws into the fur of his tail and pulled out a small, pink, and delicate-looking berry. A pecha berry! Is...is he toying with me?! She bellowed in her mind. Yeah...he's teasing me, trying to pull me in so he can attack me, or take advantage of-
"Are you gonna sit there and glare at me, or are you gonna let me help you?!" his words actually shocked the Zoroark. She growled to herself, not wanting to accept any help from her most recent opponent, but what choice did she have?
"...Alright, fine." She finally said as her face slightly softened. He slowly approached her and kneeled down next to her. Her glare quickly reappeared when he felt his paw on her stomach. "But I can read you like a map. The moment you attempt to attack me again, I'll have your windpipe crushed between my jaws," she said with a growl.
He looked up at her with a scowl. He was just trying to help her, and yet she doubted his intentions. Was all of her kind this proud? "Alright, but you can trust me when I say that I have no plan to harm you any further," he said calmly as he held the berry to her muzzle, his opposite paw continuing to rub her stomach were he struck her. She reluctantly ate the berry, and found that after she swallowed, the pain emanating from her stomach slowly began to fade away. His paw slowly continued to rub the wound, the pain from the actual blow disappearing along with the poison.
After a few minutes, she felt as if the pain had never been there. The whole time, she had never taken her eyes off him, but due to that, she had taken a chance to survey his physical figure. She was actually impressed by his strength and speed. To be able to stop her from launching an attack was a very great feat, yet he seemed to also have the capacity for gentleness as his paw remained on her stomach. She finally looked away from him and blushed, then she muttered, "...Thank you."
He smiled at her, which she noticed out of the corner of his eye. He then slowly got up and pulled his paw from her stomach, saying, "You're welcome." He then slowly turned and began to walk away.
"Where are you going?" she muttered out as her head turned back toward him. "That's not the way out; the only exit was the way we came in."
He turned slightly to her, and she caught another smile spread along his face. "I'm going deeper into the cave to see if there is another way out. And besides, you probably don't want me around, so I'll only return to tell you if I've found another exit." And with that, he slowly walked into the pitch-black darkness of the cave, leaving her alone with her thoughts.
The Zangoose continued to walk deeper into the cave, his arms and legs both padding along the ground. He kept his ears attune to his surroundings, listening for the slightest breeze, or the smallest trickle of water. If he could find a stream, he could find the source of water connected to it, which would probably lead him to an exit. He also kept his nose active, attempting to catch any scents from the outside. His body was so in tune to finding an exit that he didn't notice the three pairs of eyes glaring at him from a distance. The largest of the creatures grinned and quickly dove out of her hiding spot, catching the Zangoose off-guard as his body was slammed against the cave wall. He let out a growl of pain as his eyes quickly latched onto his captor. It was large, blue, and streamlined. It had no hands or paws, just a single claw on the end of each arm and a large fin below both of the claws. Its face and body were shark-like, and it had a blend of red on its muzzle and a yellow star-like pattern on its nose. A Garchomp!
"Well, well, well...." The Garchomp said its voice clearly feminine, with a slight hint of seduction. "We don't get many males around this part of the cave. I was beginning to think we'd have to pleasure ourselves without the help of one."
He made an attempt to growl at her, but his sound was quickly blocked when she quickly pressed her lips to his, silencing him. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see a pair of Gabite, the Garchomp's pre-evolution; slowly climb out from behind the rocks. Shit...and I had hoped the only problematic female I'd have to deal with would've been that Zoroark, he thought to himself as he realized his predicament.
The Zoroark had slowly gotten to her feet, her legs slightly numb from remaining seated for almost a half-hour now. Her mind had remained on the Zangoose she had attempted to kill, only to be beaten, and then helped, by him. She didn't know whether to feel angry or thankful as she placed her paw to her stomach and found it somewhat uncomforting. His paw had been much more relaxed....and soft....and-!
No! Her mind bellowed, you can't think like that! He insulted you, he defeated you! Crushing on someone like that isn't right!
She quickly shook her head out and smacked the side of her head with her paw. "Can't...like him. He was rude, telling me my ass was big....but...he didn't mean it as an insult, he said it was a compliment..."
She turned slightly her upper body a little and looked down at her rear. True, it was larger than most of her species, but no one had ever complimented her on it before...
You can't know for sure that he meant it as a compliment. Hell, for all you knew, he could've used you right there! He can't be trusted. He's probably waiting for you in the darkness, ready to wrestle you to the ground and turn you into his toy!
"ARRGH!!!" she growled out as she clutched her head with her paws. She shook her head out once again and looked into the cave. ".....let's go find an exit." She said and started deeper into the cave.
Zangoose was completely silent. His Garchomp captor and her Gabite children had him surrounded, the mother still pressing him against the wall. He already knew about families like this: all female, father leaves, dies, or just plain disappears, the women search out for mates, no matter who they are. He then felt the Garchomp lift him from the wall, and then she threw him to the ground. He landed near the Gabite siblings, and they quickly trapped his arms beneath their claws. His gaze quickly shifted between them before returning to the mother. His eyes were quickly drawn to her moist, swollen slit, the sight of it, along with the scent emanating from it causing him to become aroused. He struggled against the arms of the Gabites, but it was to no avail as the Garchomp stood over him, her slit teasingly out of reach of his growing member.
She chuckled softly and stepped over to one of her children and nodded to her. The Gabite smiled widely and quickly swapped positions with her mother, the Gabite now looming over him. She slowly, and seductively as possible, lowered herself onto her stomach, her face just inches away from his length, now fully erect and standing at 7 in. and a 2 in. thick. She took a moment to marvel at his pulsing cock before she wrapped one of her claws around the base and slowly dragged it from the base of his member to the head, and then slowly rolled her tongue around the head of his member. The Zangoose's body was now pressed hard against the ground as he stifled a moan, letting out a soft murr instead, which was to the mother's dislike. She turned to the other Gabite sibling and made a motion down toward his face, to which the smaller sibling nodded happily. The mother slowly pulled away from his arm, giving it a brief period of freedom before the smaller Gabite brought her free claw to it and kept it trapped again the ground as she lowered her face to his, pressing her lips firmly against his. She quickly climbed onto him, further trapping him in their mating advances; the older Gabite now had her muzzle tightly wrapped around his member, her head bobbing up and down on his meat. He finally moaned out, knowing the only way out of his situation was to let his captor's daughters have their way with him.
Zoroark had continued further into the cave, her senses only half active. In the back of her mind, she continued to think about the Zangoose. It was true, he never wanted to fight her, but then again, he could've just been toying with her. He did only attack her once.....she placed her paw back on her stomach and remembered how smooth and soft the pads on his paws felt on her stomach. And he had given her that pecha berry almost after he poisoned her.
Maybe.....maybe he could-!
Her thought was quickly broken by a loud, echoing scream.
....Wait, she thought to herself. There's no pain in that scream. It's almost as if....
Her thoughts trailed off as she dashed in the direction of the scream, realizing what it meant.
The older Gabite let out a massive cry of pleasure as her lower, virgin lips spread to accommodate the Zangoose's length. His member quickly tore through her hymen, but her mind was in such a torrent of pleasure she didn't notice the pain as she sunk lower onto his length, her tail end facing toward him as she rode him. The younger sister had move down to his balls and licked at them furiously as their captive moaned loudly, his senses already drunk on the scent of the three dragon Pokémon. The mother simply sat against one of the cave walls, the sight of her daughter mating her first male arousing her further, thereby forcing the Zangoose further into his drunken, aroused stupor. As the forced mating act continued, a large, shadowy-black Zoroark sunk behind a rock near the scene.
Zoroark was in disbelief. She didn't know what to think as her eyes remained linked to the sight in front of her: two Gabites, sisters obviously, were mating the Zangoose she had met earlier. Her body shivered against the rock she was hiding behind as she noticed a third dragon in the chamber: a Garchomp, the mother of the two. When her eyes drew to the Garchomp, her nose was quickly enveloped in a powerful, arousing scent.
"Attract...." She whispered to herself. Females used it to get males to comply to sexual acts, and it seemed to be working as the Zangoose, his will to resist the riding on his cock fading, slowly began to meet the older Gabite's bouncing with slowly, steady thrusts, causing her to further scream out in pleasure. Suddenly, without thinking, Zoroark shouted out....
"Get your hands off him!!!" the words quickly echoed through the chamber as the three dragons looked in the direction of the command. They all saw a Zoroark standing atop a rock, her fangs and claws bared as she growled with a deep rage.
"What did you just say, you weak little fox?!" the Garchomp roared at her, quickly standing to her feet to face the fox.
"I said....release him. NOW!!!" she bellowed the last word, waking Zangoose from his stupor of arousal, the Gabites having stopped moving and giving him a chance to relax. He looked up at Zoroark and panted softly.
"Y...you...." He said softly, his member still wrapped in the older Gabite's inner walls. Zoroark's eyes slowly shifted to him and gave him a small smile. However, the Garchomp took that opportunity to swipe her claw at Zoroark, knocking her to the ground. Garchomp then pinned her to the ground, her claw pressed closely against her throat.
"Heh...so confident, yet so weak. You'll make a nice meal for my girls once they're done with our captive." Garchomp growled at her. She then slowly pulled her opposite arm back, the claw on the end glowing in a deep blue hue. She then heard a soft voice behind her.
"...L...Leave her be." Zangoose said lowly.
Garchomp slowly turned to him, a devilish smile on her face and her claw still pressed to the Zoroark's neck. "Or what, captive? You have no say in the matter, so just stay silent."
He growled at her and lifted one of his now free arms to his throat, his claws exceedingly close to puncturing through. "You kill her, or injure her, in any way, and I'll slit my own throat. She has nothing to do with this situation. And you will have no toy to play with..." he grinned as he continued, his eyes drifting down to her moistening slit: "And I know how much mommy wanted to play."
The Garchomp growled at the situation she had just been put in. On one hand, if they spared the Zoroark, they would get to continue playing with the Zangoose, and he was right: she did want it, her loins burned for it. On the other hand, they would get a larger meal, but then she wouldn't be able to mate with him. And let's face it; necrophilia is not a good excuse for mating. She finally pulled her claw from the Zoroark and stepped back. She turned back to her daughters and the Zangoose, who grinned at her again.
"Good mommy...maybe this might up your chances at having a good time." He said a hint of victory in his voice. He slowly lowered his claw from his throat and placed it back on the cave floor. He then slowly began to grind his hips underneath the Gabite still sitting on him, his length grinding inside of her pussy, causing her to whimper and blush deeply. "Now, back to the task at hand, ehh, my scaly rider?"
She turned to him and growled lustfully. She then lifted herself off of his member, only to slam back down on him, a thrust from the Zangoose deepening the penetration. They both moaned out as the younger Gabite sat back near her mother, both of them watching the Zoroark with keen eyes.
"Don't think we trust you, you sneaky fox. You try anything suspicious, and we'll rip you limb from limb." The mother whispered to the Zoroark, eliciting a shiver of fear from her black, fur-covered body. However, the attention of the three was quickly drawn back to the mating couple as both let out loud moans. His hips spasmed against the Gabite as his member fired string after string of his cum into her hungry womb, her female juices washing over his hips as she collapsed to the ground. His cock slipped out of her pussy lips, followed by a slow stream of his seed. She murred with pleasure as she lay on the ground, her mind in a deep haze. She then slowly dragged herself over to her mother and smiled up at her. The Garchomp smiled back down at her older daughter and said, "How was it, my child?"
The Gabite's speech was slightly broken and shaky, "It...w...was wonderful, mother. C...can we keep him?" she said before her body gave out, passing out from exhaustion. The mother simply chuckled at the inquiry and turned to her younger child, who, at her mother's glance, quickly got to her feet and ran over to the Zangoose, smiling brightly with her tail tip twitching.
Zangoose softly chuckled at the sight of the enthusiastic youth, and gently stroked his paw along her nose. "Well, aren't you the most adorable little thing, all prepared for your turn?" he said warmly to the younger Gabite. She murred softly and nodded in response, then turned away from him, took a few paces back toward her mother, and then bent over on all fours, her tail raised to reveal her slit and her tail hole.
"...p-please....it hurts....and mother says that you can help me...." She said, her voice shaking as much as her older sister's, her body aching with need. Zangoose slowly walked up behind, his member already fully extended as the head bumped against her entrance, causing her to gasp and turn her head to him.
"P-please! Help me....." she said as her female juices slowly covered the tip of his member. He smiled warmly again and gently placed his paws onto her rear, his claws slowly raking along her scaly skin as he slowly began to push into her entrance, her lower lips stretching wider than her sister's. He murred a little: her pussy's much tighter than that other Gabite's, he thought as he pushed in deeper until he was stopped by her barrier. He slowly leaned over her body, avoiding her back fin as he gently nuzzled her and licked her cheek.
"Alright....this is going to hurt a little, but I promise it will feel much better after, okay?" he said, gently licking her cheek again. She whimpered again and nodded, then tensed her body up; readying her body for the pain he was talking about. He then quickly pushed in harder, tearing through her hymen to meet more of her tight, virgin walls. She screamed out in a mix of pain and pleasure, the strength in her arms giving way as her upper body collapsed to the cave floor, tears slowly falling from her eyes. Zangoose slowly brought himself back up and pulled slowly out until his head only remained inside of her. He then quickly thrust back in, the Gabite's body shaking as the pain slowly deteriorated, leaving only a sensation of pure pleasure. She screamed out, her face twisting into one of pure bliss as she quickly started to push back against his thrusts, meeting more of his cock and allowing him to push deeper into her.
The three females watched patiently and intently as the youngest female was taken by the Zangoose. Zoroark, however, was only being patient to keep herself alive. She knew she wouldn't be strong enough or quick enough to escape if she tried now, but even if she was, she still wouldn't have left. Her own body shivered in a state of pleasure as she looked down at her now soaked slit and sighed. I can't believe I'm enjoying this, She thought to herself as her eyes fell back on the mating pair. But....then again, he does seem to be quite good at it....
The younger Gabite screamed out again as Zangoose drove his thick member harder and deeper into her, her hot, inner walls were convulsing and tightening around his length as she came again. Her hot juices poured out of her onto his hips as her body shook violently. He only took her second release as a sign to give her more as he bent over her body a little more, putting him at an angle where his member could drive deeper into her until the head of his length hit her cervix, causing her to scream out again.
"Oh, God!!! It's so good~! More, give me more!!!" she managed to scream out as she felt his member continuously hit her cervix, his cock throbbing inside of her. The Zangoose let out a snarl of pure pleasure before slamming his hips hard against her, burying his member deep into her before firing his seed deep into her tight, warm vaginal walls, filling her deep into her womb. She shook violently before dropping onto the cave floor, panting heavily as his member slipped out of her. He panted softly and smiled from behind her as he heard her start to breathe slowly and softly, having passed out just moments ago.
He then turned his attention toward the mother Garchomp and gave her a playful growl. "Come, mommy.....you're next."
She grinned and slowly stepped over to him, then turned and crouched over; taking a position similar to the one her younger daughter had taken. She growled lustfully and turned to him, "You've pleasured both of my daughters....now, let me see how good you really are." She giggled and waved her rear to him, her slit soaked in her strong juices.
He simply grinned, then placed his paws at her hips and slowly brushed the head of his member along her slit, then stopped. She looked back at him, wondering what he was doing before letting out a soft gasp as she felt the head of his member press against her tail hole, the tip just slightly pushing into her rear.
"F....fuck me, Zangoose.....do it now!" she growled and pushed back against him as he thrust forward, burying his member deep into her tail hole. "Oh, Fuuuuuuck~!!!"
Zoroark moaned softly to herself, one of her claws buried deep into her own moist lower lips, the tip grinding against her slick inner walls. She murred softly to herself as she watched the Male pound relentlessly into the mother Garchomp's rear, her loud groans of pleasure a sure sign of her enjoyment. She simply couldn't resist pawing herself off, after watching the male take both of the Garchomp's kids. But a question remained on her mind: what would happen after this?
The male Zangoose growled deeply as he slammed his hips hard into the Garchomp, his cock driving harder and harder into the female's rear. Then, he suddenly grinned from behind her, and slowly brought his tail to her moist folds, and rammed his tail end into her slick, warm walls, pulling another loud groan from the female.
"Ohhh~....I feel...so full....More!!! Fuck me harder!!! Cum in me!!!" she growled softly with each of his thrusts before screaming out, her voice echoing through the cave as her hot juices flooded over the length of his tail. Her upper body dropped to the cave floor and the male drove even harder into her rear, his tail matching each of his thrusts. His tail thrust deeper and deeper into her tight pussy until the tip of his tail was bunched against her cervix with each of his thrusts, cause her to let out a hearty whimper every time he hit it, his member driving into her tail hole with an equal force. Then, the female Garchomp let out a loud scream of bliss and pleasure as a second torrent of her love juices poured from her, coating his tail in her cum as her inner rear walls contracted around the male's length. He met her scream with a loud growl as his seed fired quickly into her tail hole, filling her deep into her rear. The male then let out a soft, pleasured growl as he fell backwards, his shrinking member slowly pulled from her tail hole as he slumped onto his back, panting towards the ceiling. Slowly, the Garchomp turned and faced the Zangoose with a warm, yet lustful smile.
"I....I can s....see why my daughters....en...enjoyed you, Zangoose." She stuttered out before slumping over onto her side, next to the Zangoose, her eyes closed as she began to sleep. This left the Zangoose and the Zoroark as the only two awake in the vicinity.
The Zoroark was panting heavily, her body quivering as she pulled her claw from her moist sex and slumped back against the cave wall, her slit swollen and warm and a small puddle of her juices pouring between her legs. Her gaze slowly drifted over the Zangoose, then to his still pulsing member. She murred softly, then froze against the wall as the Zangoose looked over at her, his eyes showing he was still in a state of arousal. As she watched his body shift towards her, she saw a smile spread over his lips as he spoke softly, "You okay? I do hope they didn't hurt you."
She was stunned. In the midst of his sexual drive, he still acted like he did before he was "raped". She then felt herself slowly crawl over to the male. He smiled up at her as she loomed over him silently and let out a soft murr in response to hers, to which she giggled at. Then, much to his surprise, as well as her own, she slowly slumped down onto him and curled up against him, purring like a Skitty. He stared down at her in slight disbelief, and she looked up at him and giggled again.
"Yes....I'm fine." She smiled, then pushed up and licked his cheek, his cheeks flushing lightly as he looked at her, his arm subconsciously curling around her body.
*3 hours later.....*
Near the opposite side of the cave, the group of Pokémon had collected themselves after their "adventurous" afternoon. The mother Garchomp simply stood across from the Zangoose and the Zoroark, keeping her distance, while her twin daughters clung to the Zangoose's waist, whining slightly.
"Please don't leave us~...." The older sibling said.
"Yes, don't leave, please~?" The younger sibling chimed in, and the mother simply chuckled at her children's attempts to keep their "captive" in their care.
"Now, now, my dears." The mother said softly, ushering her children back to her. "We have to let these two be on their way, whether we like it or not." She then flashed a sad smile to the Zangoose, who returned the smile. "You may return....you're always welcome here, Zangoose."
The male simply nodded, then softly kisses both of the Gabites on the nose, and gently pushed them back to their mother before approaching the Garchomp and slowly waving a paw toward her. She leaned down slightly and the Zangoose softly kissed her on the lips before pulling away, a warm smile etched onto his face.
"Don't worry, "Mommy"." He said jokingly. "I'll be back....sooner than you can expect." The three dragon Pokémon nodded happily then made their way back into the cave, once again leaving Zangoose and Zoroark alone. She looked over at him and sighed, then began to walk off alone before the Zangoose's voice stopped her.
"And where do you think you're going, fox?" The Zangoose said, and she turned to him, a sad look on her face.
"Well," she began in a sad tone, "Now that we're out of the cave....it's not necessary for us to stay together....so..."
He simply smiled and walked over to her, then gently wrapped his paw around hers and softly kissed her cheek, causing the female Zoroark's cheeks to flush intensely. "U-um...what was that for?"
"You actually helped me back there, foxy." He said a slight hint of teasing in his voice. "So, I owe you...unless you'd rather I go now."
The Zoroark's face lit up as she wrapped her arms tightly around the male. "No! You're company's welcome with me." And she nuzzled him as he chuckled softly.
"Heh....alright then." He said. "Then let's find something to eat, foxy. That venture in the cave wore me out." And the two slowly walked away from the cave, knowing....it would probably not be their last visit there.
Date:Jan 29 2021 Chapter:A Cave's Sexual Mishaps
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