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 4: 633 / 308 / 79 / 69 / 245
Feraligatr had found his way deep into the Darkwood Forest, a far more liveable country. It had big trees, green grass, rain from time to time and more importantly a temperature below 40 degrees Celsius. Feraligatr had passed nearby a major town in this highly populated region, but he had chosen to avoid it to try to keep a low profile.
As he was walking on a gravel road surrounded by black-leafed oaks, he saw a Bellsprout (L13 F) coming in the opposite direction which was wearing a messenger bag on her side.
- Hello, shouted Feraligatr energetically when they reached each other. How are you doing on this very fine day, friend? Feraligatr was acting particularly nice because he was extremely curious about the content of that Bellsprout's bag.
- Huh fine, thank you. I'm sorry but I'm in a real hurry, she added as she tried to walk pass Feraligatr.
- Don't you have a second to visit my farm? I sell a mean Oran berry juice! Feraligatr had passed his arm over the Bellsprout's 'shoulders' like a paternal elder.
- No thank you, said Bellsprout very politely as she ran away from the crocodile's bad vibes.
Feraligatr watched her leave, holding being his back the letter he had pick pocketed while distracting the girl. Once she was out of sight, he opened it.
You are formally invited to the 147th edition of the Summer Tournament of the Darkwood Forest.
This year, we are pleased to welcome you at the Pearl Rock clearing on the first day of summer. As always, be prepared for multiple rounds of fighting and don't forget to bring the supplies & camping equipment you need.
Food and beverages are complimentary. Proper behaviour is expected.
As is tradition, the one prize is a night spent with the majestic lady Suicune.
With many regards,
Tournament Organizer Slowpoke
"So they do know how to have fun down here," exclaimed Feraligatr. A tournament? And a girl to win? What else could you ask for! Feraligatr got on his way at a fast pace, found a bigger road with signs, asked indications to some locals, and in less than two days he reached the Pearl Rock clearing, one day before the tournament started.
There were two tall beeches arched over in what looked like an entrance, also indicated by a line of red pennants. Feraligatr could see in the distance the clearing in the forest where the tournament would probably take place. In the middle of that clearing, there was light shining on a round boulder that you could have mistaken it for a giant pearl indeed.
Right after Feraligatr passed the entrance, he found an old Slowpoke (L35 M) that was lying lazily on top of a fallen tree trunk.
- Howdy, son? Asked the Pokémon after a yawn.
- Hi, answered Feraligatr politely. I'm here for the… Suicune tournament thing?
- Oh, the Summer Tournament you mean!
- Yes, that's the name, exclaimed Feraligatr.
- I guess you're new, then? I don't remember having seen you before.
- I just arrived in the country, tried Feraligatr.
- Is that so? The Slowpoke was scratching his chin. And I sent you an invitation? Weird, I don't remember you at all.
- Sent me an? Oh yes, corrected himself Feraligatr. Yes you did! Feraligatr pulled up the stolen letter from his satchel.
- I did send you an invite! My bad, son. There's so much people I need to keep track of, sometimes I feel like I'm losing my mind! The Slowpoke looked at something behind Feraligatr. Oh, there goes someone I remember for sure!
He was pointing at the person and Feraligatr turned around to see. It was a Deino (L49 M) who looked to be still in his teenager years. As the newcomer saluted Feraligatr in a friendly manner and then started to speak with Slowpoke, he quickly confirmed his age from constant voice cracks and a funny habit of suddenly shaking his head to try to remove the huge strand of hair blocking his sight.
From what Feraligatr heard, it was the third year Deino was participating in the tournament. "I never passed the first round," he explained, "but eh, that's life. There's no need to get stressed about it, maybe one day I'll win, or maybe I won't." Feraligatr nodded with a serious face, albeit he wasn't sharing Deino's point of view. Maybe he could try, after all Deino looked like a sympathetic guy.
Feraligatr decided to stick with the dragon type. He said goodbye to Slowpoke to prevent him to return to his inquiry and he passed his arm around Deino's back. "So, you're a regular! Tell me more about you; you look like a fierce warrior!" Deino was more than happy to discuss with the friendly Feraligatr, and soon they were speaking like they were childhood friends.
"And, at the end of the day, I was left with half a shovel to dig two holes!" Feraligatr burst out laughing at Deino's joke, the Pokémon revealing himself as truly hilarious. They arrived at the round boulder, where a sandy arena had been set and was now surrounded by many tents and other temporary shelters.
All of the Pokémons already there were staying in their own corner, resting or training alone. It told Feraligatr that only contesters were allowed inside the clearing and that no public would be present for the tournament. Since all those Pokémons were mostly silent, the two newcomers laughing loudly were immediately frowned upon for disrupting the quietness without any consideration.
- Whoa, is this a tournament or a funeral, asked Feraligatr with disappointment.
- Yep, sorry but they don't really love to have fun, laughed Deino. I've tried to light up the mood before, but they are pretty much hopeless. Anyway, where do you sleep? My tent is already set up over there, but I'd love to move it next to yours because my neighbours aren't that cool, if you see what I mean.
- Well, hum, I don't really have a tent, said Feraligatr as he looked around to maybe find a solution.
- Well no problem dude, we can totally share mine there's plenty of space!
- Really? That would be very kind, recognised Feraligatr despite lacking knowledge in that domain.
- Follow me, I'll show you my kingdom, said Deino before laughing.
Thank to his new friend's hospitality, Feraligatr's night was really comfortable. The triangular tent held both of them side by side with little room to spare, but it meant that they were not cold thanks to their body heat. Deino took the time to explain Feraligatr the rules of the tournament: It was a simple single-elimination bracket, and with the eighteen participants it meant that Feraligatr only had to go through four fights to win the exciting prise.
- I've never tried that hard because I don't feel ready to meet lady Suicune, confessed Deino while looking up at the tent's ceiling. But this time, you gave me a real will to fight, he added as he turned towards the giant crocodile. I'll do my best to impress you, Feraligatr!
- I count on you, Deino, encouraged him the water predator. We'll meet at the top!
The following morning, a drum roll woke up Feraligatr and announced the beginning of the first day. Before leaving the tent, Feraligatr poked Deino's enough to make sure he would wake up in time. Once outside, he found Slowpoke hitting the drum every now and then until most of the participants had showed up.
"Listen up, fighters! Our lady Suicune the all-mighty is looking down on you today, searching for the only one champion worthy of her priceless reward!" A bunch of whistling and applause interrupted Slowpoke's declaration. Deino joined Feraligatr's side while the tournament organizer tried to silence the crowd. "For the first round, I will pick your names randomly and call you when your turn is up. Win today, and you'll earn your spot for tomorrow's bracket. Suicune is watching, so show her your might!"
That morning, Deino and Feraligatr each won their first fight, the two friends watching, commenting and enjoying the rest of the fights of the day. The second day, Deino fought well but unfortunately he didn't make it. Feraligatr was a little bit saddened, because he was hoping to face his companion in the final round and he was already almost decided to let him win. It was a Medicham (L53 M) who had knocked Deino out of the tournament. That Pokémon was the most silent one, so Feraligatr guessed that he was the most determined to win.
Nevertheless, Deino stayed perfectly happy and he encouraged his crocodile friend without a hint of jealousy. Feraligatr enjoyed that one-man audience so much that he threw a few extravagant moves in his own fight, winning it in the end by throwing his opponent across the clearing and, by accident of course, on the Medicham's tent. The Pokémon was furious and even tried to get Feraligatr disqualified, but fortunately Slowpoke was too lazy to react to the complaint and it left Deino rolling on the ground laughing.
Feraligatr helped Deino back on his feet up and winked at the Medicham, who stormed off to take care of his tent. That marked the end of the second day, and after a quiet night it was time for the semi-finals on the morning of the third day. A funny twist of fate brought Medicham to face Feraligatr in that bracket. "I'm going to make you kiss my foot," announced Feraligatr to his opponent. The Pokémon answered with a rude gesture that made Feraligatr smile.
"Watch out, he has a mean Ice Punch!" Shouted Deino from the side of the arena. He was the only defeated participant to be still there, all the others having left in shame early in the morning. Slowpoke rang the drum and the fight began. Medicham was a few meters away from Feraligatr, but he stayed in place and waited for the crocodile to act first. Sadly for him, Feraligatr was not going to play his game.
First, Feraligatr unleashed a Surf attack that the prepared Medicham dodged easily, but then he received the powerful Hydropump that the crocodile had hidden with his first attack. It sent him flying high in the air, until gravity kicked in and made the Pokémon freefall towards a smiling Feraligatr. The crocodile waited for the last second to kick the air in a very unconventional move, but this weird dance revealed its purpose when the falling Medicham hit his face right against Feraligatr's heel. A very distinctive sound indicated that a few teeth had been lost, and then a great silence fell on the arena.
After long seconds of shock, Slowpoke finally remembered to end the match. "Medicham can no longer fight. Feraligatr wins!" Only Deino could be heard clapping, the others concerned about the legality of the crocodile's move. He didn't hit his opponent directly so it was technically not wrong, but still, such a devious hit was not in the habit of those disciplined martial artists.
"I think he'll be fine," tried Feraligatr as he poked Medicham with his finger. "Bring him back to his tent," ordered Slowpoke. "The tournament must continue." His command was followed, and by noon the semi-finals had concluded. Only one last victory was required for Feraligatr to win it all. That time, the crocodile chose to show his power in another way: He took every hit his opponent lashed out at him without flinching, and when the other Pokémon showed a hint of recklessness Feraligatr grabbed him and knocked him out with a single close-range Hydropump.
At that point there was almost no one left in the audience, the Pokémons angry at that powerful newcomer that didn't give them a chance. The ending ceremony was even cancelled, because only Slowpoke and Deino were left around the sandy arena.
- Well done, champion, said Slowpoke without the will to have an opinion on the crocodile. I'm sure lady Suicune will be flattered by how well you fought for her. She'll appear tonight, when she decides that the time is right for her to honour you with her presence. Slowpoke left to start packing his own tent, and Feraligatr noticed that Deino was about to do the same.
- Deino, why don't you wait here with me? I think you deserve to at least meet Suicune, because after all, you fought for her too.
- I don't think that's allowed, started Deino.
- And you always do what you're told to?
- No, but I mean… Maybe you're right. I'd love to just be able of saying 'hello', that would be amazing!
- Consider your wish granted, then! That will be my gift to thank you for your hospitality.
The two Pokémon waited for the sun to come down and for Slowpoke to leave. At one point the tournament organizer had tried to notify Deino that he wasn't allowed to stay, but Feraligatr intervened very politely and sent Slowpoke away, running for his life. After that there was only the two of them left, but Suicune still didn't make her entrance.
- Come on out, oh gracious lady, shouted Feraligatr with a mocking tone. You have nothing to fear from us, as we are your faithful servants!
- Who are you to think you can threaten me? Asked a powerful voice coming from all directions at once.
- I am the Summer Tournament's champion, and I have successfully proved my worth. Show yourself now, we don't have all night!
Feraligatr finally managed to angry Suicune enough for her to cancel her theatrical entrance and to come to them, with quite a noticeably aggressive pace. Still, Suicune (L65 F) was a beautiful sight to behold, her paws barely toughing the ground and making her look like she weighed nothing. And she was so tall! She almost reached Feraligatr's height thanks to her hexagonal crown. Feraligatr couldn't wait to face the rage in her eyes at closer range.
- Alright, funny guy, said Suicune with a calm tone that ended up being more frightening than her loud voice. Say that to me again? At that moment, she noticed Deino standing a little bit behind Feraligatr, the Pokémon looking like he was starting to regret his choice already.
- Who's this? She asked Feraligatr with dismay. Who are you?! She shouted at Deino. That lazy Slowpoke can't do a single thing correctly, I swear! You were supposed to be alone, she said slowly in hope of conveying the message to the stupid crocodile.
- This is my good friend Deino, said Feraligatr with innocent joy. He may not be the best, but he tried hard! I thought that he deserved a little reward, if you get what I mean, added Feraligatr with a very less innocent wink.
- What?! Asked both Deino and Suicune at once.
- So, it's a yes? Tried Feraligatr.
- No! Shouted Suicune with anger. Only the tournament champion has proven his value to me!
Feraligatr turned to Deino and whispered very loudly.
- I think that what she's trying to say is that she doesn't fuck losers.
- Hey, I'm not a loser, said Deino with an unconvinced tone.
- Well, you lost the tournament, explained Feraligatr. Doesn't that make you a loser?
- Yeah, but… Deino was suddenly interrupted by Suicune who had run out of patience.
- The seed of the loser is not worthy, she said with authority. Only the champion gets a chance to impregnate my eggs!
- Okay, okay, I understand, said Deino to try to end the argument. He wasn't really fond of the two Pokémons discussing his sexual abilities out loud.
- Alright, let's try to strike a deal in private, proposed Feraligatr to Suicune.
- There will be no deal, shouted Suicune while still following the crocodile a few steps further.
Once in the middle of the sandy arena, Feraligatr got closer to the legendary and acted like if he wanted to whisper something in her ear. Suicune's size made it really adequate for Feraligatr when he suddenly grabbed her muzzle with both hands and closed it firmly. The legendary was not ready for such a sneaky attack, but she pulled away immediately.
She was twice Feraligatr's weight so she managed to lift the crocodile towards her, but it was not a great idea since Feraligatr used the momentum to jump over her. While still keeping Suicune's maw shut, Feraligatr grabbed her neck under his armpit and used his fall to bring the legendary down on the ground. Suicune emitted a muffled scream between Feraligatr's hands, but before she could try to struggle the crocodile bent her neck painfully and forced her to submit instantly.
Preventing the legendary Pokémon to speak, Feraligatr turned towards Deino. "This is definitely a 'once in a lifetime' occasion, Deino. Don't you want to feel her skin?" The Pokémon hesitated a little. His hormones were rocking his body and his brain was having a hard time keeping him in check. Suicune was trying to scream with rage, but Feraligatr's hands circling her muzzle were locking her jaws in place. She couldn't raise her head so she started clawing the ground with her paws, but the sand prevented any support and she kept wiggling hopelessly.
"That commoner is not going to touch me, is he?" She thought with dread and disgust. Deino had indeed moved towards the struggling legendary. He always had found Suicune so tall and so powerful compared to him, but now she was pinned to the ground like cattle. It excited him. At that point he was whishing with all his heart to get even closer, but the female was violently kicking the air with her legs.
Feraligatr noticed Deino's fear and he rolled Suicune on her back. To lock her down he sat with all his weight on her chest, and then used his feet to pin her front paws to the ground while keeping his hands firmly closed on her muzzle. Now he could see the hate and anger burning in the legendary's eyes, but the crocodile was also seeing the fear hidden in her heart. "Come and spread her thighs. Show her your strength, Deino!" He ordered without allowing the male to think.
The Pokémon advanced with determination. It was a rough struggle, but he managed to slide between the legendary's legs where she could no longer kick him violently. Suicune froze when she realised she was actually losing the battle, and by instinct she tried to close her thighs shut. But there was now Deino's whole body prying her legs open, and she only lost more precious energy while the male enjoyed their furs finally touching.
"Not him!" She tried to shout through her locked teeth, but it only came out as unintelligible words. "She is congratulating you warmly!" Translated Feraligatr deviously. With the crodocile's cheering, Deino found the courage to get a sight of the legendary's privates. The fur on her rump was light blue, like on her back, and there were two ribbon-like tails that marked the limit with the white fur of Suicune's underbelly. And at the beginning of that white fur, there was one thing that attracted Deino's sight and heated his mind like nothing else. Suicune's vulva, a dark-skinned triangular slit, was contracted close as the female was waiting in fear.
Deino couldn't resist and lowered his head to scent a smell he would have never dared to dream about. It was light and fresh, like the water type herself. As he kept on inhaling, his small red penis grew out of his blue-furred sheath and his mind went wild. Deino lifted his strand of hair, licked his lips, and then tasted the very little flesh exposed by the contracted entrance.
Suicune's body was shaken by a violent shiver of revulsion. "He dared!" She thought with hate as she tried to hit the crocodile making this infamy possible. It barely moved the hands firmly grasping her muzzle, but it made the treacherous Pokémon bring back his eyes to gaze into hers. Feraligatr smiled viciously before moving his thumbs to cover her nostrils.
Suicune's eyes widened as she tried to take her first blocked breathing. She panicked instantly and focused entirely on trying to shake her head free, the effort making her run out of oxygen faster and replacing her struggle with uncontrolled spasms. Feraligatr allowed her to take a desperate mouthful of air, and at that moment her re-oxygenated brain let her realise that Deino was avidly licking her opened vulva.
Before she could do anything, Feraligatr closed her airways again and the panic immediately came back stronger than ever. She shook enough to be granted another inspiration, but then she felt Deino's short tongue trying to insert itself in her most reserved place. She had to force herself to stop struggling to save her breath, but it meant that she felt the Pokémon's tongue wet her vulva in the most revolting way she could imagine, and soon tears of shame were brought to her eyes.
Apparently Feraligatr decided to reward Suicune's good behaviour by letting her breathe at barely sufficient intervals, but it left the female stuck in a horrific and constant choking sensation. And every time she was allowed to take a rough inhalation, she then focused on the shameful heat increasing between her legs. Suicune was begging for her own wetness to not join the saliva of the feeble male, but there was nothing she could do as her lungs started to burn again.
Deino was so excited that he could feel his pre-seminal liquid leak from the tip of his penis. He was average in that area, and the size difference between him and Suicune really aggravated his lack of confidence. But today was the day he would conquer the world. He was determined to show Suicune that he was no loser, and to make the legendary regret her words. He tasted the female's forced arousal and it proved him that he could make her remember him forever.
He moved forward, his front paws standing on the legendary's stomach, and then he aligned his straight member with the wet slit. Suicune was once again choking between Feraligatr's hands, and only when she breathed she was able to let out a startled shout as she felt the little male penetrate her.
Feraligatr chose that moment to abandon his already cruel treatment and opted to choke the legendary for real this time, circling Suicune's large neck with his hands to crush her trachea. The female could now open her mouth freely, yet no air was able to come in or out. She was paralysed due to the intense physical stress, and only her eyes moved in all direction in complete terror. It didn't stop Deino who was humping her with all his young male's energy, his conical penis sliding in and out of her larger vagina without friction.
Suicune's mind started to fade, but Feraligatr suddenly relieved her of his weight. She was able to take a wonderful, unobstructed breathe that instinctively made her embrace the pleasure assaulting her body. This and the feeling of Deino's hot seed being projected in her insides caused her orgasm, nothing able to hold her back in her blank mindset. Deino was whining from pleasure as he was emptying all he had in her, and Suicune could only respond with her own pleasured screams despite the despair she should have felt.
The bliss shattered suddenly and Suicune came back to herself. Deino chose that moment to fell on her stomach, exhausted, and Suicune was enraged to lack the energy to even roll on her side. It allowed Deino to bath in the softness of Suicune's belly fur, the Pokémon loving the way he was being raised and lowered rapidly from the female trying to regain her breath. It lasted for too short of a minute before a painful response came from the legendary: Suicune's feet landed right in his face and sent him rolling away, his softening member finally removed from the legendary's entrance.
Sadly for Suicune, this was all she could do for the immediate moment. She stayed on her back with her legs spread open and she contracted her vulva to expel a few drops of the male's sperm, but this was without hope of actually preventing the impregnation. "You will pay for this," she told Deino with a calm voice. Feraligatr was not impressed by the threat since the female could not even close her thighs, but Deino on the other hand was starting to have second thoughts.
"Congratulations on becoming a father," laughed Feraligatr towards the Pokémon. "But now, if I may suggest, it's time to run." He announced half jokingly, before leaving at a pace that was a little bit faster than an unconcerned walk. Deino realised that in the next seconds he would be alone with Suicune and he took off at full speed, catching back Feraligatr.
- Don't worry Deino, I'm sure Suicune will get more rational once she's a mother.
- You think? Asked Deino with serious doubt in his voice.
- Yeah, okay, maybe not in the close future. Why don't you hide for, say, ten or twenty years just to be sure? Deino was not finding the idea funny. Oh, look, she's getting up already.
It was at this moment that Deino decided that it was time to part ways. "Okay, well, see you!" He shouted while already ten steps away, not looking behind and missing Suicune falling back on her flank, too weak.
Feraligatr left with less hurry, under a few obscenities from the downed legendary. He doubted that the female would actually go after him, because for a weird reason she was holding Deino responsible. Maybe Suicune feared that she had finally found better than herself, in the person of this year's champion. Anyway, the crocodile wouldn't gamble by staying in the country for too long. Feraligatr decided that he would just pay a visit to the large town he had previously avoided and then he would leave for good.
