A Series of Unfortunate Events
Warning: This fanfiction contains sexual relations between Pokémons, rape and violence. You are warned and chose to continue.
An evil, high-level Feraligatr is about to cause some chaos in the Pokémon: Mystery Dungeon universe. For the local population, that will definitely be a series of unfortunate events.
Feraligatr will wander in a world based on the Mystery Dungeon videogames, enhanced with RPG elements. Each chapter, he will meet 5 Pokémons selected by a Random Number Generator ranging from 001 to 807.
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Chapter 2: 323 / 50 / 414 / 81 / 250
Feraligatr was now very far south of Whiteleaf, in the arid steppe extending in the middle of the continent. In this region the resources were scarce, so it was unlikely to find more than a few houses grouped together. Around Feraligatr there was a succession of low hills covered with yellowed grass, and only a few shrubs brought some green to the scenery. Fortunately, Feraligatr also spotted a mud hut far in the distance, helped by the vertical trail of smoke that was rising out of it.
As Feraligatr approached, he analysed the small farm. It was a round hut made of dried mud and covered with a thatch roof, and a weak campfire was smouldering next to it. Feraligatr noticed the inhabitants working a little bit further: There was a Diglett (L21 M) and a Magnemite (L26 ∅). The Diglett was tiling the soil by digging straight trenches, and the Magnemite followed him while carrying a watering can. Magnemite was using his magnetic powers to lift the metal can over the dried dirt, and he was making clear water rain on the freshly tiled soil.
This sight rejoiced Feraligatr as he had been suffering heavily from the heat. Since both of the farmers were weak, there was no need for Feraligatr to elaborate a plan. He got closer to the hut, its occupants coming to him without suspicion. For them Feraligatr looked like a wandering traveller, and they were happy to sell him food, supplies and whatever else he needed.
When they were close enough, Feraligatr announced with a strong voice: "I am a bandit. Give me everything I want and you won't be hurt." The two Pokémons were not powerful, but it didn't mean they were stupid: It only took them half a second to decide to flee, but it didn't save them: Feraligatr's Surf attack hit them both from behind and instantly knocked them out. Fortunately for them, and sadly for Feraligatr, none of the two were edible.
The first thing Feraligatr did was to go to the wooden barrel from which Magnemite had been filling his watering can. He lifted up the whole thing and drank directly from it, downing its entire content in less than a minute. As a crocodilian Pokémon, Feraligatr could live a month on an empty stomach, but he wouldn't last two days without water.
After quenching his thirst he looted the hut. Since he had to, Feraligatr fed on the berries he found, but it wasn't that fulfilling. Nevertheless, he was happy to find a cloth satchel that fitted him. He had noticed that many travellers carried those, and he regretted not having stolen one before. Feraligatr filled the bag with a few water-rich berries, a flint and steel in case he actually needed more heat, a length of rope and to top it off a clean rag in case he received a cut in battle.
Feraligatr whistled happily as he got back on his way. All he wanted now was to leave this country and its annoying heat. After a few hours, he found a medium-sized road and chose one of the two directions arbitrarily. The road led him to an area with somewhat more trees, even if they were still dried and yellowed.
Soon, Feraligatr noticed a flying figure going down the other way. As they got closer from each other, Feraligatr was able to identify the Pokémon: It was a Mothim (L20 M), and apparently he was an adventurer since he was wearing the traditional triangular scarf. The Mothim's was dark blue and Feraligatr found it quite nice-looking, which was not a good sign for the insect's future.
When they reached each other, they naturally stopped to say hello. Feraligatr played along, and after a little chitchat he learnt that the Mothim was on his way to the Shining Peak, a sharp cream-coloured mountain standing alone in the horizon.
- There's a rumour of Ho-Oh (L70 ∅) being on top of that mountain, whispered Mothim like if he was plotting something.
- Ho-Oh? Who's that? Feraligatr acted like he was intrigued.
- He's a terrible monster, shouted Mothim while still trying to be secret. It's been a month that he roams the region, and he attacks anyone who dares to speak in front of him! He's a giant red and golden bird, and it is said that a rainbow follows him when he flies. It's terribly dangerous, but I need to steal one of his feathers and bring it back to my village, to save m…
Feraligatr had stopped listening to the Mothim. A legendary Pokémon? Sounds like a very fine target, he thought while rubbing his hands in anticipation.
- So my friend, would you consider joining my quest to steal a feather from the legendary bird Ho-Oh? The Mothim was looking at Feraligatr with his short arms spread, presenting his offer like if it was the deal of the century.
- No, simply answered Feraligatr.
- What… Really? Are you not interested? I have only a few coins, but they're yours if you help me defeat Ho-Oh. Feraligator rolled his eyes.
- No.
- But come on! An exotic quest that might bring us an eternal glory in my hometown! Not interested!?
- No.
Suddenly, Feraligatr had a genius thought.
- Wait a minute… If I join you, does that mean that I'm in your team and I get to wear a scarf like yours?
- Absolutely! And I've got one right here, said Mothim while attractively presenting a cloth identical to his own.
- Deal!
- I knew that you loved to help people! I've seen it in your eyes! Feraligatr laughed and knotted the blue scarf around his biceps, his neck being way too wide for the Mothim-sized clothing.
"Look at me now, I'm an adventurer!" said Feraligatr out loud, and Mothim nodded actively. "Lead the way, captain!" ordered Feraligatr to his newfound companion, pushing the back of the light insect to speed the process. Mothim shared the crocodile's enjoyment and flied forward happily, Feraligatr running behind him while insisting on not slowing down.
Together they went through the Shining Peak without difficulties: A level ninety-five water type was out of reach for the wild Pokémons of the fire-type dungeon. And when they reached the top of the moutain, a rejoicing discovery was waiting for them: The legendary bird Ho-Oh was perched on a sharp boulder, staring at the strangers who had dared to disturb his sleep.
"Stay here and do nothing," ordered Feraligatr to Mothim with a serious voice. The insect was more than happy to comply, now that he realised the gigantic size of the legendary Pokémon. The fire bird was almost twice as tall as Feraligatr! But Mothim's recruit seemed unimpressed, and walked towards Ho-Oh.
The giant bird rose from his sleep and spoke with a threatening voice.
- Who dares intruding on Ho-Oh's territory? I claimed this mountain as my own, and no one is allowed to reach the summit. Turn around and leave, or you'll suffer a thousand pains!
- I'm sorry, but who are you again? Feraligatr scratched his chin to show his disinterest.
- Do you not know my name, insufferable maggot? I AM HO-OH, FIRELORD OF THE SKY AND TRUE RULER OF THIS WORLD! The legendary Pokémon was shouting so loudly that the ground was trembling, and Feraligatr saw Mothim take cover behind a rock after he finally realised that he wasn't up for the task.
- Huh, never heard of that, said Feraligatr with innocence. But I think I've heard about a 'lord of fire' of something… Wasn't his name Heatran?
- Raaah, screamed the enraged bird. Now you're going to die, vermin!
Feraligatr was already ready, so he was the one that moved first. He started running towards Ho-Oh, water engulfing his fist as he prepared a Waterfall attack. But Ho-Oh breathed in loudly before unleashing a powerful Flamethrower that Feraligatr had no choice but to endure. He kept running through the burning flames, his transparent eyelids letting him see and enabling him to surprise his opponent. Jumping out of the fireball, he sent his right fist into Ho-Oh's chest, a water wave projecting the giant bird backward.
Ho-Oh screamed from the pain with a deafening screeching noise. He had emptied his lungs, and he suddenly panicked as he couldn't manage to breathe in again. He got back on his feet while gasping for air, and saw Feraligatr just at the instant when the crocodile launched Hydro Pump. Ho-Oh surprisingly managed to avoid the stream of water by plunging to the ground, showing that a legendary Pokémon could still be worthy of the over-leveled water type.
Once more Ho-Oh blew flames at Feraligatr, but the crocodile countered it with another Hydro Pump. The two raw elements collided first in an explosion of steam, but then the water overpowered the weakening trail of flames and hit the legendary directly. Ho-Oh didn't scream, clenching his beak shut to bear the pain of the attack.
Without a word, the once arrogant legendary decided to flee. Feraligatr's fist landed exactly where Ho-Oh had been the second before, the Waterfall attack shattering the stone ground like brittle glass. "You feathered coward!" shouted Feraligatr to the legendary Pokémon flying away, frustrated that he had no way of chasing him. "I'll get you one day," he said before spiting on the ground.
Mothim chose that moment to reappear. "We did it, friend! Look, there's one of Ho-Oh's feather right at your feet!" Feraligatr noticed the shiny artefact. It was indeed a feather from the legendary bird, red and gold in colour and emitting its own light. Feraligatr bent down and picked it up, but as Mothim came close to inspect the treasure something very unfortunate happened.
The once magnificent feather lost its colour, turning into a grey bone-like matter that made it resemble a dead twig. This was the incarnation of the myth that Mothim had told Feraligatr earlier in the day. "When an evil mind takes hold of one of Ho-Oh's feathers, his true nature is revealed by the feather turning into colourless ashes."
The same Mothim was now facing Feraligatr's uncovered secret, and it was frightening to say the least. In the end, it was Ho-Oh who was responsible of Mothim's fate. By robbing Feraligatr out of his victory, he had made the crocodile exceptionally angry. Feraligatr dropped the worthless feather then in one movement he grabbed Mothim's head and crushed the insect's skull against a rock. The Pokémon's wings started to flap in spasms, and Feraligatr let go of the mashed substance that was once Mothim's brain.
Feraligatr's day was ruined, but he still had to carry on. He walked down the mountain, meeting no wild Pokémons since apparently they had got enough of a lesson already. Good on them, because Feraligatr was now quite grumpy and the next person to cross his way would probably not enjoy the experience.
Back down in the hills, he walked along a tiny, tiny little stream of water that made its way in an oversized riverbed. Maybe it was currently the dry season and that's why it was so annoyingly hot? Feraligatr was following the water because he guessed that it would bring him somewhere: Maybe a bigger stream, the sea, or a Pokémon Village if he was lucky.
Actually, what he discovered was none of those, but it still had some potential. It was an ugly and muddy water point, but it was being used by a herd of three wild Camerupts (L35 M). Two were grazing the fresh herb that grew around the muddy dirt, but one of them had lifted his head at the sound of Feraligatr approaching. Without needing to know the crocodile's exact species, Camerupt identified him as one of those intelligent beings that dared to trespass in wild territories.
The Camerupt started to bellow and to scratch dirt with his hoof threateningly, but Feraligatr wasn't worried. With the Camerupt's double weakness to water he could allow himself a little bit of fun, and after the Ho-Oh misadventure he deserved it. Feraligatr got the rope from his satchel and knelt to knot it into a lasso. Camerupt decided to charge his distracted opponent, but Feraligatr stood his ground with defiance as the Camerupt ran closer.
The Camerupt tried a Flame Burst, but Feraligatr threw the lasso around the camel's neck and brutally pulled on it, sending the beast to the ground violently. The two other members of the herd received a Surf attack that made them flee faster than it looked possible. The downed Camerupt then tried to get back up, but Feraligatr put a knee on his neck and held his back hoofs together, effectively locking him in place.
With his free hand, Feraligatr took the lasso from under the Camerupt's chin and forcefully inserted it in his mouth, the camel struggling hard under Feraligatr's weight. Now as the predator pulled on the rope, the loop got tighter and tighter, going around Camerupt's head from the back of his neck to his mouth. Camerupt could no longer close his lips since the rope passed between his upper and lower molars, and despite chewing aggressively his flat teeth couldn't wear down the thick string. As he kept wiggling, the saliva that he could no longer swallow started to run down on the side of his mouth and quickly formed a puddle on the dirt.
Feraligatr kept the tension on the free end of the rope and made it pass around the base of Camerupt's tail. When Feraligatr pulled the rope towards himself, he heard the Camerupt bellow from pain as the Pokémon's head was pulled back and his tail lifted up. With a last knot the wild beast found itself locked in that position, and Feraligatr started to display a bad smile as he removed his knee from Camerupt's neck. He ran his hand lightly on the Camerupt's coarse fur, avoiding the stone volcanoes and their burning heat to explore the Pokémon's round flanks instead.
Camerupt panicked and struggled against the unshared cuddle, and managed to slide between Feraligatr's loose grip. But it was the water-type who laughed as the Camerupt could neither run nor attack, his head painfully stuck towards the sky and his open mouth spiting saliva on himself. The lifted tail was revealing a large pair of orange-furred testicles, hanging between the male's thighs. It also uncovered the Camerupt's hole, a pink-fleshed gap just under the base of the four-footed Pokémon's tail.
Feraligatr walked to the Camerupt and grabbed the Pokémon's balls, this time with a very firm hand that effectively paralysed the camel. "Got you now!" laughed Feraligatr. The testicles were strangely hot to the touch, and Feraligatr delicately squeezed them to test their firmness. He got right next to Camerupt, and the sight of his unfurred hole brought familiar tickles in his lower belly.
His one hand that kept Camerupt under control was locked between the male's thighs, but the other was still free. Feraligatr ran it on the flat rear of the Camerupt and then on the Pokémon's belly, sending worried shivers down the spine of the four-footed male. The orange fur of Camerupt's stomach was pleasantly softer, and still charged with the fire type's heat. As Feraligatr continued to rub the Pokémon's belly, he confirmed the Camerupt's worries by feeling for the male's sheath. Feraligatr found it, and as he sized it up with the tip of his fingers the Camerupt emitted an outraged bellow. "If you're angry now… you're not going to like what's next," taunted Feraligatr.
Sadly the Camerupt was not getting aroused by Feraligatr caresses, but the water-type was able to have fun for two anyway. He released Camerupt's genitals, but before the other could take off Feraligatr grabbed the camel's fur with both hands and slammed him against his body. His twin members were pressed against the muscular buttocks of the wild Pokémon, and Feraligator was pleased to notice that he was close to the perfect height for his business.
Camerupt bellowed more and spat saliva on himself as Feraligatr tried to find the Pokémon's entrance by rubbing his hardened members on the rough fur. One lucky strike let one of Feraligatr's members slid its tip inside Camerupt, the beast shouting even louder in hope his pack would defend him. Sadly for him the two other wild Pokemons were long gone, too scared of being next on the crocodile's list, and so Feraligatr was free to take his time.
Feraligatr used his hand to join his twin members and pushed his hips against the Camerupt's rear, making himself penetrate the camel Pokémon progressively. Camerupt had a hiccup and finally stopped bellowing as he felt the foreign mass enter him. He grunted when Feraligatr reached his maximum, the predator's thighs coming to rest against his rump.
Feraligatr let out a trembling sigh, then unleashed his frustrated arousal. He pulled out quickly before burying his twin muscles back inside with strength, the Camerupt forced to take a step forward from the impact. The camel Pokémon grunted a protest but Feraligatr had already repeated his aggressive penetration, his sexual organs sliding in and out without difficulty in the adequately-sized entrance.
As Camerupt was shaken by the many hip thrusts given by Feraligatr, he was continuously stumbling and forced to advance in order to stay on his hoofs. Feraligatr accompanied Camerupt thanks to his grip on the camel Pokémon's rear, but every now and then he also had fun by pulling the Camerupt back to display his strength.
Soon Feraligatr himself started to grunt from the intense effort, and since he couldn't sweat his whole body was starting to heat up. But he was so pleasured by the strong penetrations that he ignored the fatigue, and he even started to lift up the beast's rear in the air each time he reached the deepest point of his movements.
Camerupt finally stumbled for good and fell forward. Feraligatr did not interrupt himself as he felt a sudden wave of pleasure rock him from head to toes. He pushed himself deep in the Camerupt's rear, making the camel's restrained head scrape the muddy ground. Feraligatr ejaculated his seed from both his members, roaring loudly to make his act known all around to reinforce the wild Pokémon's humiliation.
Feraligatr stayed immobile and he pulled Camerupt back to him, making sure that he would empty all his sperm inside the male. He gave Camerupt two hip thrusts to make him whine in submission, then after breathing in slowly he pulled out to step away. Camerupt fell completely on the ground and instinctively contracted his insides, making Feraligatr's white sperm come out of his round opening and leak on his orange fur, the stain marking him as a male that had been submitted.
Feraligatr slapped the Camerupt's rump, and the surprised camel crawled forward before managing to get back up. He ran away ankwardly, still attached in his precarious situation with his tail lifted up and his head pulled backward. With the Camerupt offering himself like that, Feraligatr would have bet all his lifesavings that the camel's day was going to get worse. But since Feraligatr had no lifesavings and no one to bet with anyway, he simply waited for his members to retract inside his genital slit while looking at the Camerupt disappearing in the dying sunlight.
Feraligatr decided to sleep here, buried in the fresh muddy water. It would be a real relief in this arid country, but the next day he would have to face the heat once more. Feraligatr couldn't wait to leave this terrible area!