Hello, there! So, I've re-uploaded this story and, hopefully, this will stay now. Whatever the case, please read the stuff below and yada-yada-yada.
Yes, it's still going to be a story. In fact, the prologue of it will be after all of this writing. The thing is, you are all going to be involved in it. See, I take requests for what goes on in the chapters. Who fucks who and how. That kind of thing. Below, I will list what I will do, what I won't do, and what the basic plot of the story is so that you know what you're getting into.
PLOT SYNOPSIS - In an attempt to further their research on poke'mon breeding, a large facilty has been created. No one outside of the employees know what goes on inside of its walls, and that's just how the scientists want it. Each room holds a different poke'mon, which they then force into mating - with both other poke'mon and humans.
WILL DO - rape (in fact, pretty much every chapter will have this in it), gang-bangs, MxM (male on male), FxM (male on female), bondage, tentacles, DP (double penetration), various kinks, various positions, group sex (this includes threesomes and foursomes), too-big (in other words, forcing his dick into an opening that's way too small), deep throating, HxP (poke'mon on human), knotting, inflation, and incest.
WONT DO - love-dovey crap (they're being forced to mate, remember that), scat-play, and that's pretty much it.
So, all you have to do is drop me a review or a PM letting me know what you want to see. A certain poke'mon? A certain scene? Just let me know!
Prologue
"Mornin' Rick." said Ramses, nodding in the direction of the slightly older man. His only answer was a grunt and a wave of the hand, motioning him further down the path. Of course, that was too be expected of the aged security gaurd.
Rick Pilansky was on duty six days out of seven, and eighteen hours out of twenty-four. As far as any of the scientists who worked there could tell, he survived solely off of coffee and the fast food that his wife brought him. The dark haired man rarely left his station at the gaurd house and, if there was one thing about him that people knew, it was that he wasn't a morning person.
Granted, it wasn't exactly morning at the moment.
Ramses was schedule for the graveyard shift. That desolite time of day when it was after midnight but not early enough to be considered morning. The sky was still dark and dew still laced the grass, dampening his shoes as he walked through it.
There wasn't an actual path that led up to the Section Three labs. Just a patch of grass that had been flattened by the multitude of footsteps to travel it everyday. The makeshift path led up to the gate surrounding the entirety of the building - a large, steel wall, topped with loops of barbed wire and armed to the tooth with alarms.
The only way in or out was to have Rick, or the gaurd on the other side, Samantha, to buzz the door open.
Inside the Wall, as Ramses had privately dubbed it, was Section Three. Section Three was made up of three above ground buildings, all steel and white and clinical looking, where the technicians monitered everything. Beneath these three buildings was a labrynth of underground tunnels, ones that spanned the entire length of the B & R Labs, with rooms to both study subjects in and exits that led up into different poke'mon paddocks.
It was a breeder's dream come true, Section Three.
Everywhere one turned, they were met with the grunts and groans of mating poke'mon. Occasionally, a shriek or screech would slice through the moans, a sign that something new was being tried.
It certainly wasn't where Ramses had expected to work at. But, walking into one of the underground rooms, taking in the sight of a male arcanine advancing on a young and frightened looking eevee, he knew that there wasn't anywhere else he would rather work.