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"Gah! Keep those paws to yourself."
The dangerous buzz of electricity sounded through the corridor, followed by a pained yelp. An unconscious Poochyena fell to the ground, the feral's swollen cock on full display. The Pikachu glared daggers at the twitching mutt, ignoring the odor of singed fur as she stepped away. She gave herself a quick once-over and, finding nothing amiss, went back to rummaging through the worn bag she'd been hefting through the dungeon. Under normal circumstances, she wouldn't have minded a bit of fun, but she was in a foul mood. This was her fourth time going through Pleasure Meadow this week and she'd yet to find anything of value that could be sold. Grumbling, she fished out a small apple from one of her previous excursions and bit into it with a crisp crunch. She swung the bag over her shoulder and ate as she walked, intending to make the most of what time she had left. If this expedition didn't pan out as she hoped, there would be no other choice than to move on to more normal means of making money.
Her ears drooped at the prospect. She continued down the route she'd been previously going until a second corridor split off to the right. Guessing entirely on which way to go, she took the branching path until it gave way to a small, rectangular room. She glanced about the space, eyes roaming over the stalks of grass on the labyrinth's floor. Despite her financial situation, she was more content going through mystery dungeons than she'd ever been waiting tables at the café or cleaning rooms at the inn. And though technically trapped here, she felt as free as a Charizard who'd just evolved to earn their wings. She just couldn't picture herself doing anything but filling her life with wild tales like the ones she so often heard about from the members of the local guild.
Still, she was barred from that dream she desired so much.
The mouse chased the thought away with a shake of the head. It wouldn't do her any good to brood like the angsty Dark-type she'd just knocked out. She needed to stay vigilant if she wanted to score something that could line her pockets for the next few days. She polished off the last of her apple, throwing the core to one side as she continued exploring the room she'd come upon. A second, closer scan was given but nothing of note popped out at her. The room was just as empty as all the others she'd stepped into this week.
"Damn," she muttered, "am I ever gonna find anything here?"
She exited the room and entered a short and narrow stretch that connected it to another. She made it to the threshold separating the hall and this second room before coming to a stop. Near its center lay an Eevee on its—his—back. Even from here, she could spy the telltale red of his cock as the fox... rubbed his paws along his shaft. The Pikachu swallowed a bit of drool that had suddenly pooled in her mouth and continued watching on in confusion. Was that idiot not aware that he could just dip his head between his legs and suck himself off? It'd been her experience that oral was way better than scrubbing one out with a paw.
The Electric-type rolled her eyes, only to freeze as they landed on an item beside the Eevee. There was no doubt about it, that was a Wonder Orb of some sort! That would definitely give her the kind of money she was looking for. Her gaze flickered back to the fox and she had to withhold a snort. His eyes were screwed shut, lost in the euphoria of self-pleasure. If she was sneaky, she could totally get ahold of the orb and escape without having to fight or fuck. With a smirk, she set her bag down, adjusted the old bandana around her neck, and fell to all fours, creeping forward.
Something was wrong. Something was very, very wrong.
It wasn't the fact that going up those stairs hadn't gotten me out of this maze, oh no, it was much more concerning than that. The scent of that horny, purple rat had yet to leave me. Every time I breathed in, there was a strong undertone of sex plastered to my palette that toyed with the instincts I now seemed to possess. My stiffy had yet to go away, my changed member free from its sheath for the world to ridicule... or perhaps admire. I didn't exactly know how endowed I was as a fluffy fox thing. I could feel it bobbing in time to my slow pace while I continued to roll the orb I'd found through the grass. How many hours was an erection supposed to last before you had to seek medical attention? I couldn't remember but there was a growing suspicion that finding a doctor for my problematic penis was the least of my concerns.
I was beginning to notice a reoccurring theme in this place and that theme was sex. Not long after the shenanigans with the staircase, I came across a pink deer and some canine with gray and black fur. The deer lay on the ground, hooves folded and breathing hard as the pooch happily pounded her from behind. It was easy enough to sneak past the pair, but getting my legs to move had been difficult. The animalistic grunts and pants I heard from the two kept distracting me and I found myself turning to watch them go at it on more than one occasion. Worse still, my lust-addled brain kept putting me in the dog's place. I could almost feel the deer's slick, burning insides trying to clamp down on me while I humped frantically into her hindquarters. It took me accidentally running into a wall to break the spell. I wasn't some zoophile, I had standards! Yet whatever transformation had come over me was clearly whittling away at that resolve as a familiar, creeping urge snaked its tendrils into me.
Which led to now. If I wanted to go any further without going insane, I needed some sort of release to stave off this sprouting desire. Sitting in a small, unoccupied room, I let the orb come to a stop in the grass and more or less flopped down, careful not to pin my tail. I rolled until I was on my back and stared down at the foreign phallus twitching in time to my heartbeat. Geez, the reddish, slick flesh and conical tip were so different from what I was used to. What I assumed to be the base of my cock was still trapped beneath my sheath, the bulbous shape stretching the flesh some. Now, how in the world was I supposed to go about this? I raised my forepaws and frowned at the digits. Having no opposable thumbs and wrists that refused to move in the ways I wanted meant there wasn't much hope of jerking off like I normally would. I turned my paws as best I could and eyed the pink paw pads curiously. They looked... soft... and only slightly dirty from the walking I'd done up until now. Maybe all I needed was to literally stroke my length until I came. I was certainly horny enough for that to be a possibility.
I started by running my paws through the fur on my belly, doing what I could to get them as pristine as possible. Once I was satisfied, I reached down experimentally and rested a paw on the moist surface of my red rocket. I didn't feel much from my pad's perspective, but a tiny shiver still ran up my spine from the contact my dick had gotten. Had I always been this sensitive or was it just this body and my current state of arousal? The question, along with everything else, melted away as I began running my paw down my shaft, going from the pointed tip to where my sheath began in a slow, almost teasing fashion. It felt so different in shape from the human cock I was used to, but different wasn't necessarily bad in this case. My paw pads also had a texture to them that betrayed that soft appearance in the best way imaginable. I continued to luxuriate in the feeling, closing my eyes as a second paw joined the first. My pads slid along either side of my pole now, eliciting a sound from me that started as a groan and ended as a high-pitched whine as I massaged myself.
God, I could already feel my climax approaching. I picked up the pace and pressed more firmly as a pressure I was all too acquainted with began to build in my loins. I tried to conjure an image of the titular bombshell blonde in my mind's eye, working soft, experienced hands up and down my shaft, but my brain betrayed me. It was instead replaced with that stupid purple rat doing the deed, my dick threatening to explode under her ministrations. I tried to shake the image, but I couldn't for whatever reason. Suddenly I was picturing myself behind the female, my forelegs wrapping around her waist as I went for the mount. The wild animal was gasping for air and squeaking in tandem to my thrusts as I began fucking her brains out, her tight rat cunt squeezing me in exotic ways to try and milk me of my seed. I let out another whine and began to pant as a second, more alien pressure gripped me. My paws went straight to the base of my cock and I cracked an eye open, witnessing the bulbous section of my length swelling further before my eyes. I grunted as it grew beneath my paws and stretched the insides of my sheath to its very limit. That's right, didn't dogs and foxes have something like that to keep themselves stuck to a female while they filled them up? My mind took over and the involuntary fantasy continued to play out. Now the rat was struggling under my grasp, writhing in unabashed ecstasy. She tried to pull herself free from my hips as she climaxed, only to realize that her pussy was being filled by my new knot inflating inside her, tying us together.
"Ugh... f-fuck..."
That did it. I groaned aloud as my orgasm hit, back arching while I began involuntarily thrusting against the awkward grip I had on myself. The action pulled my knot free of the sheath, exposing the bulging flesh to the open air. That was about the time I began blasting baby batter all over myself. I could feel the thin semen getting all over my paws and in the spaces between my digits as my shaft trembled and pulsed. The pleasure was crashing down in waves for what felt like an eternity before it finally began to fade. I blinked my eyes open as the feeling receded and looked down, bearing witness to the disaster zone that had become of my belly. The stuff was everywhere and already beginning to make my fur stick to itself in places. Hell, I think a good bit of it might have gotten into my collar. Cleaning up later would be a problem but at least the post-nut clarity was already letting me think about more important things, like getting out of this place. I let out a shaky breath, feeling more spent than I thought I would have, and rolled over to push myself back up.
That was about the time I saw another creature a few yards from me, staying as close to the ground as possible while skulking away. Of course, the vibrant yellow fur contrasting with the earthy tones around it meant it failed spectacularly at being sneaky.
Wait a second. Wait one goddamn second. That wasn't just any ordinary yellow creature. My eyes nearly bugged out of my skull at the long ears, the brown stripes going across its back, and the thunderbolt-shaped tail. No. Fucking. Way. That was a Pikachu! That was an honest-to-god Pikachu! Hold on, if that was a Pikachu, then that could only mean one thing. Though my amnesia seemed to be blotting out many of the details pertaining to me specifically, glimpses of home flashed before my very eyes. I didn't think I knew anything specific about the franchise, and yet an unmistakable word echoed through my mind, something that had become one of the lynchpins for an entire generation of boys and girls growing up.
Pokémon.
I looked back down at my cum-soaked self. Was that what I was? Had I become... a Pokémon? I scrambled to my feet as fast as I could, unthinkingly calling out to the world-famous mascot. "H-hey!"
The mouse jumped in surprise and whirled back around to face me. Even with that lime green bandana around its neck, there was no mistaking those round eyes and red circles on its cheeks. "Shock me dead," she swore in a feminine voice, "I thought for sure you were wild."
My heart skipped a beat at hearing the Pokémon respond. "You can talk?!"
"Nah," she said, the sudden injection of sarcasm in her tone not lost on me, "you're just having a psychotic episode—no shit I can talk! You think a feral would wear a bandana just because?" She tugged at the aforementioned piece of cloth with her free paw... which, after idly wondering if this entire experience actually was a sudden onset of schizophrenia, was about the same time I noticed she had something held under her other arm. I blinked rather dumbly at the blue orb, then turned to the space where I had left my blue orb and found that the patch of grass beside me was empty. I glanced back at the Pikachu, who followed my gaze back to the orb now in her possession. With a sheepish smile, she attempted to hide it behind her back. I shot her a flat look and she let out a sigh, bringing the orb around front to clutch it in both paws. "Yeah, I was trying to make off with your Wonder Orb. But like I said, I thought you were feral."
"Uh-huh," I drawled, taking the time to sort of... take everything in. There was an awkward silence that bubbled up between us, a pause that stretched into an ungodly long moment as I tried to make heads or tails of whatever was going on. At a loss, I dropped whatever fucks I had left to give and went for broke. "So... do you have any idea what's going on here?"
The Pikachu tilted her head. "What do you mean?"
I sighed and gestured around us with a foreleg I made sure to wipe clean in the grass. "Everything. Where are we? Why can't I remember anything? And why the ever-loving hell am I a fluffy fox Pokémon with a fluffy fox dick?!"
I raised my voice a bit at the end there. The Pikachu just frowned. "Hmm, sounds like you've had quite the day so far." She slowly began to lower my orb to the ground, stepping away once it was out of her paws. "I'm just gonna... back off in such a way as to not provoke a violent response..."
"Wait, don't go!" I said, "I promise I'm not some nutcase! I just woke up here and I seriously am lost. I'm supposed to be human, not a fox!"
The mouse stopped mid-step, giving me a look that was equal parts appraising and dubious. "Human? Like the ancient creatures from myths and stuff? Those humans?"
"Yes," I replied, pointedly ignoring the whole bit about my species being an ancient myth and praying to whatever passed for deities here that I wasn't about to scare the rodent away with my answer. "I'd give it a pinky promise but I don't really have pinkies anymore." I wiggled the digits on my paws for emphasis.
"And you seriously don't remember anything?" she parroted, stepping a little closer to my relief.
"...Nope," I answered, feeling my ears dip a bit in a reflection of my disappointment. "No names, no faces, no places. All I feel like I know was that I was definitely human before waking up here."
There was another pause between us as the Pokémon brought a paw up to her chin. Her gaze flicked to the orb at her feet, then back to me. "Well, I can't say I quite believe you, especially since you look like an ordinary Eevee to me. But if you're lost in this mystery dungeon I can definitely help you out. For a price."
I felt my ears droop further. I was afraid she wouldn't believe me, but all things considered, doing any amount of convincing in my situation was a tall order. I was just glad that the encounter went as well as it had. At least I could get out of here now, and with an electrically charged acquaintance, I wouldn't have to worry about horny purple rats hankering to jump my bones. All that was presumably required was to give up my little treasure. I nodded. "Alright, you can have the orb. Let's just get going."
The Pikachu's eyes lit up and she fist-pumped. "Great! Although... I might need a little bit more than that," the expression she'd put on slowly morphed into something a bit too predatory for a rodent. "On top of giving me the Wonder Orb, I'm also gonna need a good fuck from you before we go any further."
I swore I heard a record scratching to a stop in my head. "Pardon?"
"Fuck," the Pokémon repeated with a snort, "y'know, that thing where you stick that 'fluffy fox dick' of yours between my legs and we have ourselves a good ol' fashioned fling? Don't tell me your memory is so bad that you forgot what sex is."
Well shit, now I had to deal with horny yellow rats hankering to jump my bones. Talk about getting out of the frying pan and into the fire. "I know what sex is," I said, ignoring the blush creeping onto my face. Thank god the fur hid it. "I just... why?"
The sultry look I was receiving wavered, becoming something more akin to surprise or amusement. It only lasted for a moment though, the Pikachu letting out a chuckle. "This really is your first time inside a mystery dungeon, huh?"
I swallowed hard. "M-maybe."
The Pikachu grinned, exposing a few teeth as she brought her tail to the front. With one smooth motion, she used the broad side of the appendage to swat the orb to the side, sending it rolling out of the way as she began closing the distance between us. There was something inherently suggestive in the manner she moved and my nose was already twitching in response to her... scent. It was a similar, musky odor to the purple rat in many respects, yet different in ways that I couldn't readily describe. "Well," she began, "it looks like I'm gonna have to give you the abridged version." She walked past me, her tail coming up to rub under my chin as she circled around. "You see, mystery dungeons are very interesting places. They're distortions of spacetime, from what we understand, creating endlessly rearranging labyrinths wherever they pop up." I remained still as she came back around to the front, her flank rubbing up against my own as her head popped into view, eyes clouded in a fog of lust. "They have a bunch of quirks, but the one they're most infamous for these days is an effect you've already experienced." There was a tug in my fur and the not-so-kid-friendly mascot lifted her paw covered in my own cum for me to see. "Any sexually mature Pokémon who enters has their sex drive cranked up to insane levels. You letting me have that orb has made me very happy and very horny. And it looks like you're already up for another round."
My eyes widened and I took the prompting to look between my legs. As sure as fire was hot, my little soldier was still at attention, knot deflating as if I hadn't just busted a nut all over myself. I looked back up to the Pikachu as her tongue darted out to lick her paw free of my spunk. I wasn't prepared for the kiss as she brought her muzzle to mine, allowing that very same tongue to easily slip past my lips and explore my mouth. I wouldn't have expected kissing with muzzles to be possible, but her angle of approach made it work. I knew I should've fought to break free but my senses were already being assaulted. I could hear our hearts hammering away, taste the two of us in my mouth, and scent her to the point that my head was beginning to swim. That previous craving for release roared back with a vengeance and I was moaning into the kiss before I knew it. My own licker danced along with the invader and I lifted my forelegs up to wrap her in a crude hug. Her fur was a lot softer than the rat from earlier and I was, ahem, shocked when my paws began to tingle from several pops of electricity received while they roamed up and down her back. It was almost like when you peeled off a fuzzy blanket charged with static.
She pulled away from the kiss, leaving us both breathless. "Alright," she managed, "Let's get this show on the road."
I nearly fell over as she wriggled free of my hold. Taking a few steps back, she spun around and fell into a quadruped stance. I watched the rodent part her hind legs and lift that trademark tail of hers, noticing for the first time how it ended in a heart shape. It really was the purple rat all over again, just replaced with a Pikachu. She even wagged her rear at me in that same tantalizing fashion, looking back at me with those bedroom eyes. "You like what you see?"
"I... it's... h-hold on..."
I swallowed hard, my breathing picking up as I took her in. Oh god, I could feel the urge to take her tearing me apart from the inside. I didn't mind sex, not at all, but was I seriously about to defile a creature known around the world because of some raging hormones? A part of me was screaming no but the voice of reason was growing fainter as I took in the Pokémon's most private of parts. Her nethers, much like mine, didn't exactly resemble the human counterpart I was accustomed to. Sure, there was still a slit, but it was shorter, nestled between lips coated in a layer of fur rapidly growing damp as she leaked.
"Oi, are you just gonna stand there like an idiot? 'Cause if I have to come over there and ride you like a damn Ponyta I won't be gentle."
Her voice pulled me from my staring and back to the dilemma. No, I... I can't bump nasties with a Pokémon. I wasn't some weirdo who was into bestiality and other stuff like that. Yet I could feel the desire growing further and further. I was panting again and my hips trembled as I fought the impulse to start humping the air. I didn't want this. I didn't... want this. I... didn't. I...
...
...
Fuck, I wanted it.
The Pikachu stifled an "eep" as I became a veritable blur of brown and cream, crossing the space between us in a flash. I could barely think outside of how much I wanted to rut her and lose myself in the bliss. My paws were around the female once again, clambering onto her back, and I began humping into her like the animal I'd become, probing her behind for my prize. I kept going until I hit against something with a bit of give and the mouse let out an indignant sound caught somewhere between a yelp and a squeak. "Watch where you're sticking that thing," she said. "If you think I'll ever be turned on enough to be into anal, then you thought wrong. Getting knotted in the ass sucks!"
Her words only registered enough for me to aim lower and I thrust a few more times, my tip pressing against a second, slicker opening. I wasn't even inside and I could already feel the heat radiating off it. I heard her breath hitch and I knew my target was acquired. I didn't even wait to ask if she was ready before I pressed my hips forward and slid into her cunt for the first time.
Maybe it was how horny I was, or maybe it was just that good, either way, the feeling of going balls-deep into the Pokémon was one of the best sensations I'd ever felt. Her insides fit me like a glove—tight, but not uncomfortably so. The obscene amount of lubrication she was putting out let me glide right in until I was hilted. She gasped and squirmed beneath me as I barely brushed against what could only have been her cervix. Hopefully, I'd have the presence of mind to not get carried away and injure her.
I began working my hips in earnest, pulling out until I was about to pop free before pushing back in, just shy of her limit. I continued like that, building a steady rhythm and fucking as a fox for the first time in my life. The Pikachu began grunting with every thrust and it wasn't long before my fur was sticking to her as more static built up between us. I'm gonna be frank here: I might've gotten into the experience a lot more than I was expecting. We went surprisingly well together anatomically and the pleasure I was getting from pumping in and out of her was on a whole other level. The electric mouse seemed to be enjoying it too, throwing her own hips back to try and meet me halfway every time I slid back in. The smell of our passionate fornication was all around us, though the ever-growing undertones of ionized air raised some concerns... or would've if I hadn't been preoccupied with Pika-pussy.
Time became a haze as we continued to screw, my pace gradually increasing as I was all-consumed by the drive to breed the creature beneath me. All I could hear were the schlick schlick sounds of my dick driving into the female and her coos of pleasure. The intensity continued to ramp up until I was hit with a little surprise. The charge in the air grew to the point that my fur was standing on end and the female shuddered. Her insides spasmed for the briefest of moments and I gasped as a jolt of electricity raced down my shaft. Rather than throw me out of the mood, the shock blossomed outward and left my rod tingling, spurring me on.
"Holy fuck," I breathed, "that's—ngh—I don't know how long I'm gonna last if you keep that up."
"Th-that makes two of us," the Pokémon crooned. "Just don't stop. I-I'm getting close!"
That was all the encouragement I needed. I kept up the rhythm despite my slowly mounting fatigue and was rewarded with more stimulating zaps. The Pikachu's mewling grew in volume and I could swear that stray sparks were crawling along her coat as I gripped her more firmly and buried my face in her fur. Her walls were beginning to clench and unclench regularly, coinciding with those pressures that signaled my growing knot and impending orgasm. Neither one of us was long for this world of erotic ecstasy, the only question was who would fly over the edge first.
I was quickly finding it difficult to go as deep as I wanted to, the base of my cock swelling to the point that getting in and out would require an effort that would both ruin the pace I'd set and possibly hurt the Pokémon. Accordingly, my thrusts became shorter. If it bothered the rodent, I wasn't able to tell. She added a bit more complexity to her movements, beginning to work her hips in such a way that her cunt was roughly grinding on my new feature whenever it pressed against her lips. I looked up from where I'd buried my face and found our eyes meeting as she looked back at me. Seeing the features of an icon for an entire franchise contorted in lust was nearly enough to do me in right then and there. Her moans were unabashed now, raising even further in volume as the red on her cheeks began to pulse and flicker with light. The air around us was practically humming with energy and a small part of me worried if I was the one in danger of being injured by this coital encounter. It was a small part, though, so I just let my head loll back and relished the rampant tingling on my crotch as literal sparks were shared between us. Our movements intensified to the point that we were all but slamming into one another with muted whumphs from the matted fur on our crotches. A series of particularly strong zaps went through my cock and I knew I was at my absolute limit.
"O-oh," I groaned, my balls tensing in preparation to unload my seed. "Oh god, it feels like I'm about to explode..."
The Pikachu let out a strained sound in reply. "Hngh. G-good... I'm about to... to—aaaAAAAHHH~"
The rodent threw her head back and cried out as she came, several streamers of lightning arcing out from her cheeks like a tesla coil. Her body shuddered and her velvety insides squeezed me like a vice, juices spurting around my shaft to coat what felt like most of my crotch. I only had a moment's warning to prepare for the massive jolt that shot through my member and up my spine, making me swear and thrust forward in a sort of jackknife as my own orgasm hit. There was a great resistance at the base of my cock from the motion, but between how hard I'd jerked and all the love nectar, I felt my knot push past her lips with a squelch. Now tied to the female, I began spurting rope after rope into her quivering insides, her flesh milking my throbbing rod for all it was worth. It felt like the orgasmic spasms would never end—hell, I think I broke a personal record of how much seed I'd unleashed. But all good things come to an end, I suppose.
Our climaxes eventually tapered off and I went limp atop the still shivering Pikachu, hearing a ringing in my ears and seeing spots dance in my vision. I suddenly felt like I was made out of lead and it was becoming a herculean effort to even stay awake. That was about the time the legs of my partner gave out and we both collapsed to the ground. We stayed like that for... I don't even know how long before she finally regained her composure. With a grunt, she rolled us both to the side and turned her head to regard me. Our eyes met again and she gave a short, shaky laugh. "Wow, I haven't been set off like that in months. Glad I got that out of my system... even if we are a bit tied up at the moment, heh."
I felt her indicate how I was now stuffed inside her. I grimaced. "Y-yeah. how long is it gonna take for that to resolve itself?"
"Probably just a minute or two, same as last time," she said with a vague approximation of a shrug. "There isn't much in the way of refractory periods in these places, in case you haven't picked up on it yet."
"Mhm," I mumbled, electing instead to just press my head into the Pikachu's back. Her fur really was soft... or maybe it was the fur on her back combined with the fur on my face? whatever the case, I was just ready to close my eyes and drift off to—
"Oi, don't go passing out on me just yet," I heard the rodent say, "I still have to drag your furry ass outta here. Keep those eyes open!"
I was dragged back to the waking world kicking and screaming by another shot of electricity through my little lightning rod. I yelped and pulled back, freeing myself with a wet pop.
The female squeaked, biting her lip. "Ow, should've guessed that would backfire. Ah well, at least that cuts down on waiting time." She rolled onto her stomach and pushed herself up onto all-fours, then to her hind legs, adjusting her bandana. She glanced down at her pussy, now dribbling a mix of both our fluids down one leg, and sighed. "Alright, let's get you an Oran to pep you up. Cumming back-to-back in a mystery dungeon like you just did can put anyone on the verge of fainting. Oh, and the name's Poppy, by the way."
Poppy held out a paw and I, still on the ground, tiredly reached my own up to meet it in a tentative shake. "Pleased to meet you," I managed. "I'd give you my name but... y'know... amnesia."
A/N:
Just to clarify, the design for all Wonder Orbs that will appear throughout the story is based on the in-game sprites and not the actual various artworks because I'm sort of lazy like that :p
Hope you enjoyed the chapter!
