I know I previously said that I wouldn't be able to write either of these pairings because they'd be too short, but then I got the idea to put them together as a two-in-one chapter. So enjoy this (mostly oral) chapter.
All was peaceful within the borders of the Sinnoh National Nature Preserve. A mother furret watched her kits as they played together, a flock of starly all took flight at once to begin their journey south, and the leaves were changing color to match rising sun. However, not all inhabitants of the nature preserve were as ready to welcome the growing signs of fall as others.
Aerith, a young buizel getting ready for her first winter away from her mother had been putting off storing food until now and she had less than three months to gather enough food to last her the four-month-long harsh winter the region was known for. She followed the river downstream, hoping to find something that would stay edible during the winter. In her search for food, she came across a bend in the river where a large, brown-furred pokémon was lounging languidly in the water.
"Looking for something?" He asked, taking note of her hurried attitude.
"Huh?" She asked. In her desperation, she didn't notice the ursaring until he said something. "Oh, uh, sorry sir. I'd love to stay and chat, but I gotta hurry and stock up for the winter."
"You're gonna run yourself ragged with all that scurrying about." He advised. "The food ain't going anywhere." She was about to respond with a comment on how, unlike him, she wasn't going to sleep through most of the winter months, however she held that thought in the hopes of staying polite. "The name's Barrett." The ursaring introduced himself. "You need to learn to relax once in a while."
"Aerith." She replied in kind. "Thanks, but I can't. I really need to gather food for the winter."
"The food's not going anywhere. You've got time to relax for a minute." Barrett said. The buizel looked unsure. "Come on, you can even have the shallow end." The ursine pokémon offered, gesturing to the opposite bank.
"Well, I guess I should take a break for a moment." Aerith supposed. She lowered her body into the river and sighed contentedly at feeling of the current as it flowed through her fur. Unbeknownst to her, the buizel had just sat down right in front of a sleeping shellder. The mollusk awoke when she disturbed the silt around it and when his shell opened to see what had roused him from his slumber, his long tongue lolled out and brushed against something foreign to him, yet tasted somewhat pleasant.
Aerith stifled a gasp when she felt something slimy on her nethers. Whatever it was, it kept rubbing against her lower lips and it was starting to feel really good. Much better than my right paw. She thought.
"Is something up?" Barrett asked, snapping the water-type out of her daze.
"Uh, no, no, just… something brushed past my paw in the water." She lied. "It just surprised me is all." The male shrugged and went back to minding his own business. The licking hadn't stopped while Aerith misled the ursaring. If anything, it's tempo increased as the shellder really enjoyed the taste of her fluids as they escaped out of her snatch. The mollusk's appendage slipped inside of the female and wiggled about inside of her, hitting her G-spot repeatedly and making her writhe in delight. Aerith tried her best not to let it show to the ursaring, but she was experiencing the time of her life.
Barrett eyed the buizel curiously. What the hell is up with her? He asked himself as the water-type began squirming. Is she… masturbating? Impossible. Her paws are still above the water. Unless… Barrett remembered the stories he had heard of female buizel and floatzel finding self-gratification by massaging their vaginas with their tails. He had never seen something like that before, let alone had it happen ten feet from where he was sitting. I know I told her to relax, but this ridiculous. Barrett thought as his pink flesh began peeking out of its furry sheath at the sight of the young female pleasuring herself. Though, truth be told, it is kind of hot.
Just downstream, a magikarp swam as fast as she could to try and get to the spawning grounds upriver before the mating season was over. She was already a day behind everyone else, and it seemed impossible for her to catch up. She did all she could to swim faster, but she didn't look where she was going and ran face-first into the crotch of a well-endowed ursaring.
Barrett was caught by surprise when he felt a mouth on his dick. Discretely, he reached under the water and found the magikarp that had just accidentally deepthroated him trying to get his cock out of her mouth. Barrett stopped it and held on to it, forcing her back down on him. The fish-like pokémon's mouth was unexpectedly warm and her tongue inadvertently danced against his cock while she tried to struggle free, only adding to the male's enjoyment as his length moved in and out of her orifice.
Aerith squeaked loudly, no longer able to keep quiet while she was being eaten out by the shellder and she started to not care if Barrett heard her. She grinded her cunny against the mollusk's comically oversized appendage as she felt her orgasm draw ever closer. The water-type's breath came in short gasps as she neared her climax. Her vision was filled with bright colors erupting before her, even thought her eyes were clenched shut. Suddenly, the floodgates holding back the buizel's ecstasy opened and her inner walls constricted the shellder's tongue, making him pull out in surprise.
The speed of Barrett's thrusts into his newly acquired sex slave's mouth continued to rise as he began experiencing the same sensations Aerith was feeling. The magikarp didn't know what was happening to her, but after a minute or so, she ceased fighting the large male, though she kept up licking the underside of his shaft, knowing that he'd most likely release her as soon as he got what he wanted. It was a little-known fact that this kind of thing happened to magikarp more often than one would guess. Shortly after Aerith found her orgasm, Barrett also came into the magikarp's mouth with a loud grunt before casting her aside.
He locked eyes with Aerith for a few seconds, the both of them panting audibly and overcome with a newfound lust, before the ursaring waded over to the buizel and picked her up and brought the smaller pokémon into a heated kiss. The ursaring and buizel made out until the sun started setting then left together, leaving the other two pokémon wondering what the hell just happened.
I sure as shell don't smell anything fishy about this ending. *Shot*
