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Two hours of walking.

He knew.

He goddamn knew.

They were searching for him.

The moment his mom called for him to come back down and he didn't answer, Tauress would get the fuck out and search for him, probably with the rest of his Pokemon too.

He had a lot of bird pokemon and a fucking Lycanroc, they would find him eventually; he didn't have any hope that he would be left alone.

But he wanted this time alone.

He needed it.

After all, if you have sinned so hard that not even prayer sets you free from the guilt that you were forced to do unspeakable things, then you have little things to go forward for.

At least that's what he told himself.

Because really, alright, he wasn't dumb, some people fucked pokemon. You can't go into a world like this, see a Loppuny and think 'Oh god, what a human-like pokemon, this is such a coincidence!', no, either those pokemon evolved to attract humans or they were bred by humans into those forms.

Plus, you couldn't really go on the internet without seeing someone really caring for their 'mons.

But that was nothing compared to this.

Seriously, it was like some kind of deranged Unown-Chan user had made every one of these little animals into their Rule 34 version.

Not even that, it was like goddamn poke-affinity or 126e meets musclewomen.

All madness, sheer lunacy. He needed a rest from that. Even if for a moment.

His hips needed to rest.

His mind had to reset and be ready for the incoming massacre that would come for him.

He had finally found a small pond where to rest next to.

Thankfully it was a sunny day, so he felt warm under the embrace of the sun.

Enough so that he decided to catch some snooze, close his eyes and relax.

All the plans he had for tomorrow and today, to grow as a person, to work in. All right into the bin thanks to the sudden changes gone to what he assumed was the entirety of the pokemon species.

Maybe when he opened his eyes he would be already in the hands of one of his 'mons, but he didn't care anymore; this moment was the only thing that he wanted to focus on.

Finally an adult.

Fucked by life before he could fuck it himself.

"It was going so good..."

Closing his eyes, he saw darkness, his muscles relaxed, his breathing slowed down, and his skin began noticing the feeling of the first and grass against itself.

"A!" - Something pronounced, in the most anticlimactic Pokemon roar there was.

If he wasn't so goddamn pissed that this fucking sound interrupted his rest, he would've noticed this screech was obviously with a sad hint into it.

He snapped right up and tried to stand to confront whoever this was.

Only to feel how someone fell right into his damaged hip, in a soft, but latex-like pillowy attack.

He swore it would be one of his pokemon.

But no. It was a Surskit.

How did he know that if all pokemon were made into degenerate-weeb-coomer dommy yandere plump monster women?

Simple.

Other than he was an expert pokemon trainer and Gary Oak could suck a big one?

Well, this woman was pretty small, likely two feet (60cm~) at most. Without much in the way of pronounced curves. She had blue skin, very thin lips, but permanently-blushing cheeks, and meek golden hair with a streak forming a pointy cone on the top of her head.

Oh, she also was kinda pretty slender, though she had a cute bubbly torso.

He would've found her cute. Only if she wasn't naked, frowning, and rubbing her pussy lips against his shorts.

"Hey, I'm sorry, but I have no time to... Anything really, I'm trying to rest a bit." - Ash said, trying to be as jovial as he could while saying this.

After all, he still wasn't a douchebag to answer with bad words to these fucking degenerates. And, of course, she was a pokemon, all pokemon were made by god to for some reason be able to kill a human with little effort.

Thank Arceus for human ingenuity and guns though sadly he didn't have one of the latter.

Nevertheless, she shook her head and jumped on his hip again.

"A!" - She said again, still smiling, so happy to finally have a human to ride.

She wasn't going to go away without a good fuck.

Was he going to give her that?

Nah, he could still try to defuse the situation.

He grabbed her hands, and pulled her forward, so that her damp body rested above his, and then hugged her.

This was his bet to make her forget about procreating for some seconds.

"Come on, just five minutes." - He said, calm, trying to soothe her.

It worked. For a full ten seconds.

She nuzzled him, shared a hug with him, and kissed his shirt.

But that amount of care was more than what most pokemon got in their life, and considering that she was a wild bug one... Well, she immediately fell in love.

So now she really wanted to mate.

Due to her short height, she couldn't do more than just move her legs sluggishly to caress this human's crotch over his clothes.

Before he could say anything, she began releasing a Sweet Scent, so heavy on his lungs that he fell relaxed once again; letting the bug some leeway in how to act with her new prey.

First, a little peck to be sure that her human was now docile. And then?

Slowly but surely she got rid of Ash's shorts, and then his boxer, letting his pelvis sense the warm air of the morning on Kanto.

And most importantly, his penis was free, and still coated with a small film of pre-cum from the events from when he woke up.

This was a piece of great news for her, she clapped enthusiastically and immediately rested her lips upon his tip, smelling some of his musk to intoxicate herself in those dreamy human pheromones.

She thanked whoever made all of this possible. Possibly his mom.

That was obviously me, I made it possible, thank me, you dirty heathen, for only I can write so much dumb shit.

But inside the story that meant that a lonely soul now rested happy, forever contempt with the decisions he took in life now that he had made his dream into a reality, not only for him but for all of humanity. And by extension, he made all of Pokemon rejoice in their newfound pleasure troves.

If just all pokemon knew that humans were the superior breeding mates before! And why didn't men realize that Poke-gals were the superior wife material before? Fuck those real women.

At least that was what the degenerate atheist fucks said.

Oh well, back to the story.

Having him numbed now prepared to lower herself upon the young man. She could hardly contain herself. Her insides were already soaking wet as was the nature for aquatic pokemon and she felt so aroused that despite her reduced size she was sure to be able to fit all of Ash's girth inside of her.

He himself was under the effect of so many emotions that he struggled to keep her above himself, in a struggle to make it so she didn't get to fuck him.

She began grunting and scratching him in order to get what she wanted.

And he slowly boded, letting her celestine lips caress his cock tip, letting a tiny source of cold lubrication fall into him to coat his half-erect penis.

Her mouth left out the tiniest of moans at the sensation of having such a warm phallus to mount, squish with her folds, and cause to explode inside her; coating everything and making her a real woman.

But then Ash remembered that he was a human, a real stalwart son of God. Even though he sinned, Arceus would be on his side. He had done everything to minimize the damage done to his lost pride, and now wasn't going to be the exception. He just had to use what he had been given.

Or else he would end up being a mere living dildo.

Oh, also, he still fucking hated this situation because it destroyed his entire life and worldview, and possibly civilization itself. But that's secondary to his faith.

He mustered as much strength as he could and grabbed her by the hips.

"Eek!" - She was taken by surprise, her spine went rigid, and her arms flexed to grab her skimpy chest to cover her nipples; so as to not show him her arousal.

Her eyes then looked at him with dear love. She thought this was him trying to take the lead, that he wanted to guide how her vulva hugged his prick, that he was going to accept her as a mate. And she was undoubtedly going to submit to him if she could get his love.

Instead, she was lifted some centimeters in the air and then left standing right next to him; while he stood up and then bowed forward.

"I'm sorry, but I am not in the mood." - A honest, fair response. If only his body wasn't betraying him by having his dick still half-erect in front of her. - "Could we do it later?"

After saying this he scratched his head, gave out an awkward smile while waiting for an answer and pulled up his shorts.

Sadly Ash still didn't know the rules of this fanfic and thus didn't know that you have to trick the pokemon with promises of sex or constant love if you do not want to get raped.

Yet Surskit, in all of her limited inches, was heartbroken, saddened beyond the limits of a normal pokemon.

Her tears began falling down her cheeks. Her hands covered her face and she rolled herself up into a ball.

Now he was beginning to feel like an asshole.

Was it wrong to deny sex to a...

What had become of these pokemon? They all looked like taken right out of some furry porn site; though a bit humanized.

What force of nature could make such beautiful creatures into demi-women lusting for procreation?

Either way, he felt bad seeing her like that.

Of course, he didn't plan on having pity sex with her. But he still was kinda sad to see another living being go through grief.

She hadn't forced herself upon him and hadn't tried attacking him.

All in all, he had real reasons to be sad for her despite the situation. She was pretty civilized for a raging femcel beast.

Or maybe his ethics had been shaken so much by the repeated rape of yesterday that he was beginning to see things in a much more disturbing way.

Her sobs were heartbreaking for him.

His heart of pokemon trainer shined.

So he tried getting close to her, crouching to try and comfort her.

"Don't worry though, Surskit. I can still make you company in other ways!" - He tried to entice, to no apparent result.

His hands neared her face to caress her cheeks.

But out of nowhere, she began glowing.

He immediately backed up. Fully knowing what this meant.

In but a blink, there was no longer a Surskit in front of him.

The sentiment had transformed her.

Rather, a Masquerain, whose gentle face, her cute button eyes; turned into an abomination proper of the filthiest, nastiest of bugs; filled with tendrils, teeth, and spikes that would make any sane person puke. She was using her Scary face to immobilize Ash with fear.

Immediately after that, the now meter-long petite woman, having replaced her legs for a lower body with four thin appendages to lean on; jumped at him.

Her transformed body due to the evolution was using its newfound strength to force herself upon him.

The predilect son of Pallet town saw how he could do nothing but remain gaping at the surprise.

He had fucked up.

The wings of this bug-type pokemon flapping to approach him sang with his demise.

All because he lacked the two chromosomes that dictated societal understanding and logic.

Her wing-arms were just a centimeter shy from his shirt.

Until she was suddenly thrown away.

A rain of fire sat upon her, pushing her back into the lake; scorching her unsuspecting body until it surrendered and hid under the water.

It had been so masterfully precise that only the grace of a sniper would've challenged it.

His face was almost burned. But he had nothing but a mild feeling of hot air setting upon him.

When he breathed with relief he fell on his ass, sitting on the ground again.

"Ash!" - A voice alerted him.

Whoever had sent the attack was now talking to him.

He was afraid that it'd be Charizard; who had found where he was and now prepared herself to carry him into his other pokemon to keep raping him.

But no.

When he turned his face to meet this newcomer, he found something that made him smile with such pure joy that he almost teared up.

His arms met her body, and he pressed so hard that she gasped before humming in happiness.

Both were locked in a warm hug, that lacked any second intentions.

Serena had found him first.

Wait.

She? Before any of his pokemon? Pignite had a perfect snout for tracking; he had many flying types; he was sure that they would find him first.

"How did you find me?" - He asked, preoccupied, and surprised.

Not letting him go, and pressing her body more into his' while maintaining the hug: she answered. - "Oh, don't worry about that." - She said in the most unconvincing tone she could. All in a clearly more mature, raspier but still lady-like tone. - "I just knew you'd be here."

It was then that he noticed her clothes.

A mini skirt with a simple tank top and some sneakers. Nothing more.

She had gone like this, light; probably to be able to run.

Or, well, a reason he didn't know about, yet.

And then, the one that had made the fireball that got the Masquerain retreat appeared.

Unlike other pokemon, Delphox was relatively unchanged, save for her features clearly being amped; for her body was pretty humanoid before.

That said, the thing that made his blood chill was that she winked at him. Then, she lifted a bunch of fur from between her legs, letting Ash peer into a wet slit sitting ready for him while she placed her free hand in her mouth, pointing to him that he shouldn't mention what she was doing.

Plus, Serena's humming began to slowly turn into her body wagging up and down, pushing Serena's modest cleavage (at least compared to her pokemon) into him.

For fucks sake, he had exchanged one set of rapists for another.

Why does God punish people with good things in amounts that no one can survive?

At least... Well. It was Serena.

Even if the moment wasn't the right one, he was happy to be there.

His heart was undecided, but to know that she had come for his aid meant that she really cared for him, and her movements now gave little doubt in what she wanted.

He had always thought that Misty would one day come knocking on his door and take him to the altar, but he was gladly mistaken.

So he relaxed for a moment in her body, not noticing that his erection was still present under his clothes, rifled against Serena's pelvis, much to her delight.

"Are you alright now?" - She asked, running her left hand down his spine through the shirt.

"I am, thank you so, so much Serena."

"Don't worry. I'll always be there for you."

The implications of those words were obvious.

Did he care right now about it tho?

Of course not, he just nuzzled his head against hers and heard how her breathing got heavier.

"Please do." - He genuinely declared, feeling finally safe under her arms.

He had always liked her, she was so dedicated, so beautiful, so friendly, so supportive, and knew how to stop him before he did something stupid; she was the perfect woman in his eyes.

These words had a reaction on her that she couldn't resist.

They were a declaration of love, so deep that not even the biggest demonstration of carnal desire would mean as much for her.

For her, he was a man of pure sheer will, but with a heart so big that nothing could harm him permanently, that nothing could stop him; and that nothing could antagonize him. He was a walking battery of optimism, of care, of warmth, of eternal companionship. He would never leave her.

It was such a magical moment.

No matter the way, she was just happy to be there for him.

For a single moment she didn't feel bad for how it all happened, and how she knew things were going to go down.

She hoped that Delia Ketchum would forgive her and still let her marry her son.

But consequences be dammed.

backing up to see him eye to eye she smiled and spoke.

"Ash I love you, pl-"

She was interrupted.

"Ehem."

They both turned to see Delphox, who was the one who voiced this.

"Dear owner, first of all, we have an agreement."

There was little doubt that her voice was one of domination.

Only her pride as a pokemon and the experiences with Serena kept her loyal instead of just acting as she pleased like other pokemon.

"No! Please, just let me-"

The young women tried pleading, desperate. Only to receive a negative nod.

"I was to track him down, and you'd let me have my way with him for half an hour; then it was yours to enjoy. Then, I would become the pokemon of you both so you could give me orders while he breeds me." - The fox explained, putting her hands together and speaking in the most condescending way she could.

It was the destiny of every woman Ash got infatuated with to be cucked.

A never-ending cycle that Serena had no way of knowing.

And her desperation to be able to be with him forever had brought her into this situation.

"You can tell him how much you love him later. It is time for me to get my eggs laid."

Ash of course couldn't act, he was being hugged as hard as Serena could, not letting him go.

And while he was taller than this Pokemon, could you really see any way in which a young adult could run from a magical firefox?

Serena could do nothing but sob and see wide-eyed how Delphox just used Roleplay and her Phischic powers to turn her fur into what was a copy of Serena's attire during their travels on Kanto.

"You wouldn't dare." - Serena said, offended, betrayed by this sudden action.

"Dear Master, this young man was littered with pheromones from so many of my fellow 'mons that I simply can't resist anymore. While you slept I once tried getting into his tent to sniff on his prick and lick it, but his Pikachu stopped me. Now it is time to fix that."

The fox's face was neutral as she spoke, seemingly disinterested, but she then smiled after seeing how Serena was still amazed, threatened, fearful, and furious at this revelation; and how Ash was still absolutely flabbergasted.

"You were never able to get this man to see you as a woman, until now; but it is too late. You knew from the moment I got these bigger assets," - She then pressed her blossom with her elbows, to no reaction from Ash, who was, if anything, disgusted by this. - "that I would act. He needs a real woman, one that won't just be passive about everything. And he is quite possibly the only untaken cock in the entire world; so you should be thankful that I am sharing him with you."

She took a step forward, lifting her 'dress' up to let Ash again see her slit, now fully lubricated thanks to her body anticipating some harsh breeding. Serena interdicted, stepping up and clenching her fists.

"Delphox, stop it, wait for a moment."

"I won't, you've had your time. You had a successful career and could've had him as your little househusband, but you waited until he was fully free. You were lucky that the Water Gymn trainer didn't come and claim him first. I will protect you and him from the other pokemon; but I need to fuck him."

Trying to reason against someone who just thought of sex was hard, but Serena tried anyways.

She wasn't going to bode, she needed to try and keep Ash for herself, or at least continue the moment with him. She loved him after all. And she was so close to seeing his heart open fully.

"Can at least I go first?"

"Can you?" - She quickly replied, playfully torturing her Master.

Serena turned to see Ash, who was just done with everything.

Jesus would be so disappointed in him.

But he needed to do something.

This was too fucked up.

How could he stop someone who only wanted something from him?

By placing conditions on that thing.

But being this sex with him?

By limiting sex with him.

But how if she could just force herself upon him?

Simple, these pokemon loved consent, and as the event with Masquerain told, they had a limit before they resorted to rape.

He just had to find that edge where he could stop this stupid shit.

And he tried it.

"Delphox, no."

He said it like he was speaking to a dog.

The Fox was offended, and then smiled at this.

"I'm sorry, Master Ash, but this is for yo-"

That's it, she had called him Master. Before she had mentioned that she was to become his pokemon too; though probably just as a way to have access to his dick more easily.

He could use this to his advantage.

He had finally learned what to do when faced with the indomitable and incommensurable lust for dick of those who have been tainted by the wishes of perversion. The impending coming of human stalwartness was going to shine.

It was horrible for him, he would say things he would never forgive himself for.

Yet, had he had any other option?

In times like these, he just had to sigh and play his best bet.

"Delphox, sit."

Absolutely flabbergasted.

Bewildered and disconcerted.

She was being treated like a literal dog.

Worst of all, she was considering doing it!

The Pokemon clenched her fists and began laughing while keeping an eye on Ash.

His words had some kind of effect on her, deep within, on the very nature that had imbued itself with the wish of that degenerate.

"Oh, Ma-"

"Silence, sit, and get your tongue out."

This time, her tail began wagging. She gulped down some saliva and saw her legs shaking, aching to obey.

His voice wasn't commanding, but rather father-like. As if he was scolding her, in a gentle yet firm way.

Her breathing became so loud that he could swear she was hyperventilating.

Serena meanwhile was looking at him with hope, with inaudible thanks.

He felt dirty for treating her like that, but he had to be firm sometimes.

So he approached the 'mon. He was still some twenty-five cents taller than her; so she felt small when confronted by her new Master.

Ash's left hand began caressing slowly her head.

"Please, I won't repeat myself."

This time she immediately obeyed.

On her knees, mouth open, letting vapory breathes come out, and her tongue licked her lips in order to prepare herself for anything he had for her.

He had unlocked quite possibly the most important ability to survive in this hellhole of depravaty.

His fingers toyed for a moment on the soft fur of Delphox's ears, causing her to humm in gentle pleasure; totally in trance, dominated by this young man.

"Delphox, roll."

Her eyebrows rose, questioning this.

"And I'll kiss you."

In a blur she was on the grass, moving from one side to another, making her illusory clothes disappear, letting her fur feel the blades of the vegetation against herself.

"Good girl! Do it until I tell you to stop, please."

Yipping, she gave a happy answer. For her, to obey and serve was natural, so she had no quells in doing what was told to her.

Then, Ash turned to face Serena, who was surprised by his act, and ashamed of her own actions.

"I would say something about you selling me to your pokemon bu-"

"Ash, have you seen how is the world?" - She immediately tried explaining herself, knowing that she had acted in a pretty... Unchristian way.

But truth to be told, he didn't, so he let her continue speaking.

"It's all fucked, literally, when I was on Veridian to come to your welcoming party I saw half of the town blow up, pokemon from the Victory Road came for some people. Men basically disappeared; no one knows what to do, and then... Well. You know."

"Yes, I do know; I was going to see my pokemon when it all happened."

Serena immediately understood what she meant. She covered her mouth with her hands and kept silent.

"I ran for a bit, so... I'm still glad that you found me. You are at least not going to rape me."

She laughed, and quickly went from pain and sadness from what Ash had gone through, his virginity being destroyed; to mocking his words.

"Oh no, I was going to do that either way!"

"The fuck?"

"I had a deal with your mom; if I came to your home before anyone else; I would get to get your first time! Well, your pokemon obviously got there first, but you still haven't done it with a human!"

Delia Ketchum everyone.

Well, if this wasn't the armageddon, he would've thanked his mom, he guessed.

Was everyone a degenerate in this reality?

"Then... Can we wait for a bit? I kinda got tired from being abused today. Maybe tomorrow?"

The answer caught her off-guard. Was she going to refuse tacit consent to betroth him?

Hell nah.

Consent is cool, stay in church, kids.

"I came from Kalos the moment I knew you were going home again, was risking you to be captive to my pokemon. So yeah, I can wait!"

"Perfect, so now. What do we do with her?" - Ash then pointed towards Delphox, who was still rolling on the grass.

For a moment Serena thought of leaving her there, but that would only mean that she would try and hunt them.

"Oh! Let's run from your pokemon with her! She can protect us!"

Were there any other options though?

"Delphox, up and come with us!" - Ash ordered.

In a blink she was already standing besides him, smiling.

And now what?

Well, he didn't want to live like this forever. His pokemon were searching for him, society had apparently collapsed...

He could go and wander for a home where to survive against the onslaught of all the Pokemon that were still without human cock.

He could just go home and try to live a normal life despite the obvious problems.

Or he could find a way to try and save everyone from this disgusting furry shit.

What was the more Christian option?

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Aight you schizo, the first fuck who comments decides what will happen, you've got those three options

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Any review posted gives the poster the right to one (1) idea, or pokemon they can add so I can do some horny-deranged rambling about it here. You can leave 'em on the review itself or on PM.

I love y'all.

Except for that one French guy reading, fuck you.

Revius:

-Nothing: Serena! :DDD

-SIAMES: based reader.

-ICBJS: Because you want something horny, but satirical, smut that doesn't treat itself too seriously, but isn't too shitheaded to forget that it has to entertain an audience. Baalbudy is a good option similar to what I do here.

-thesmallmeme: fuk u, u didn't favourite my other story, kys. But it will happen, trust the plan Z, as the russians say. Someone has to save Ash from Serena after all.

-Womp: I love u.