The forest. An rich land. Whereas the seas offer both life and death, there is solace in the vast expanse of the trees. The cool, billowing winds at day and the warm burrows at night, the miles upon miles of trees, abundant resources, and no humans as far as the eye could glimpse. Yet, this lush environment is anything but friendly.

But the forest wouldn't be as dangerous a place without its inhabitants. Pokémon that have lived and thrived in the lush environment of the woods. They stalk the trees, waiting, watching. Pikipek live high in the trees, waiting for any small bugs to pass by. Sudowoodo stand still, their careful eyes scanning the forest ground. A few pidgeys fly through the air. Buried deep in the sands are Claydol, who slumber. Plants of strewn across the land. The forest lays claim to many lost treasures, if one could excavate them.

Yet, out of all the forest Pokémon that call this land their home, one stands above the rest. Its pink eyes and covered mouth are holes that hold no trace of sympathy, it's white body with pink streaks a stark contrast to the cool greens, its hands and legs adorned with gloves and boots, and hair that sways in the wind. At day, it remains in hiding, keeping still and waiting as the sun passes and dips overhead. Once night breaks, it starts to move. Looking, watching, waiting.

This is Tsareena, the Fruit Pokémon. Its name is shrouded in dark stories, feared by forest goers, and queen of the woods. This is its domain, and any who walk beneath the trees unprepared may soon find themselves being beset by this stunning Pokémon of the forest. Right now, it is the dead of night, and it is time for the hunt. As the sun has long gone down, and the moon as the only source of light, Tsareena opens its eyes and looks around. The night sky is calm, the moon shining beautifully. It is a dark contrast from what Tsareena plans on doing to her prey. She is patient. Waiting, watching. Her pink eyes scanning the treeline, waiting. Just waiting...

...there. Tsareena's eyes gleam with malicious intent. A few miles in front of her, she spots it. A human trainer, a young boy, slowly slugging through the trees, swaying left and right. Years of studying her prey has made Tsareena know just from looking at her target how tired they are. And as the white and pink Pokémon's eyes gaze evilly at the young trainer, she could already tell that this boy was about ready to collapse. Tsareena chuckled. What a foolish boy. Looking at him, it seems the boy went into the forest at noon, filled with determination to make it through. But the trainer did not seem prepared that well, and once night hit, it was all over. The trainer got lost, wandering aimlessly as the night became darker. His supplies drained and, weary from the hard trek earlier that day, the trainer took a few more steps, then collapsed on the moss. Motionless.

That is when Tsareena moved. She walked towards the human, a slow and steady approach. There was no need to rush. The boy was exhausted, and he had no power to flee or fight. Tsareena's pink eyes glowed brighter and brighter the closer she got.

You see, Tsareena does not hunt for food. She hunts for sex. Rough, powerful sex at that. It is said that in the Pokémon world there are many kinds of beauty. Sometimes beauty doesn't even matter at all, as Heat and baby making are usually at the forefront of any Pokémon's mind, not who they're actually mating with. But just like in the human world, the Pokémon world also holds a special place for the ones that exude beauty. The gods and goddesses of the mortal Pokémon world, not including legendaries. These are the ones that encapsulate beauty, the ones that any other Pokémon, be it a Bidoof on the land or a mighty Gyarados in the sea, could only dream of mating with. This is an exclusive group of beauties, ranging from Milotic in the deeps, to the Togekiss and Swanna of the sky, and of course Gardevoir, along with Lopunny and Roserade, among others as well. These are the beauties of the Pokémon world, blessed by the God Arceus and the great genes of Mew, they are the most beautiful Pokémon in the world.

And arguably the most beautiful species of them all was standing right in front of this trainer, her visible eye glowing in power only making her seem even more radiant and attractive. He readied himself, for he could feel the power coming off of the Tsareena. "S-stay away from me! I w-won't let you hurt me!" He yelled, his voice shakier then he thought it would be.

Immediately Tsareena noticed this. Her mouth twitched, her version of a sly, malicious smile.

"Aaaah, I see now," The voice of the forest queen cut through the young trainer, her voice sounding like the cascade of waves at the beach. The Queen continued speaking. "You're strong, I could tell. But your voice betrays you. You're inexperienced. Tell me, how long have you been a trainer? How long have you actually trained in combat with your pokemon? Or have you battled yet?" The veiled insult was not lost to the trainer, as rage filled his face.

"H-how dare you! I am a powerful trainer! I trained my pokemon, and they took care of me, and raised me into what I am now! I owe them everything!" The trainer wouldn't let this forest queen insult him. Seeing her face, unmoving yet showing such menacing emotion, was making him angrier yet at the same time more and more unsure of himself. He wouldn't admit it, but just because he trained hard, didn't mean he was experienced. His one pokemon, a rowlet, still had not evolved. He had a lot of potential, but lack of real-life experience and battles left it just like that: just potential. He wasn't in enough battles to hone his skills to the max, which left him in the skill spot he found himself in right now: full of power yet too inexperienced to wield said power properly.

And Tsareena saw it all. He had revealed a bit too much about himself, and now the pokemon had deduced his threat level properly. Her one visible eye was still glowing with power, but now with a hint of lust in her gaze. This is when she struck. Using her legs as a spring, she pounced, rushing the male trainer with kicks at the ready.

Gasping in shock, the trainer launched a pokeball, which to his horror was easily ducked under by the Grass type. Panicking, he quickly tried to run, to block her rushing advance. But once again to his horror Tsareena simply slammed a foot into him, the trainer crumbling immediately under the strength of her power. And before the boy could react, he was grabbed by the Queen and slammed on the mossy ground, pinned down by the stronger wild Pokémon. The trainer cried out in pain, his arms and legs pinned down by the larger, stronger Pokémon on top of him. Looking up at her face, mouth set in that grim smile and eyes blazing with evil intent, the boy started to struggle, knowing his life might be coming to an end soon enough. Yelling and kicking, he screamed at her to let him go, to get off him, but to no avail. Tsareena was too strong, and this made the struggling boy start to panic. Seeing his life could be ended so easily, despair gripped his heart and he abandoned his thoughts. Tears starting to fall from his eyes, he started to beg and thrash around harder.

"P-please! Please don't kill me! Please! I-I'll do anything! Anything! Please don't kill meeeee!"

The ceaseless begging of the male annoyed Tsareena. She had the male right where she wanted him. One simple kick would knock him out. And she was about to, but she stopped herself. She listened to his begging, and something devious sprung into her mind. She normally killed her victims before raping them, but looking over the defenseless, powerless boy below her, she started to admire his beauty. Her pink eyes admired his form, from his gorgeous face that was still incredibly handsome despite the tears falling from his beautiful green eyes, then lower to his long, slender neck, his strong arms that were pinned down, the ample bulge in his pants which were held back by his seemingly immaculate white shorts. Lower her eyes went, eyes greedily going over his smooth, soft body, then looking over his toned, thick legs that were visible because he was wearing shorts. Seeing such beauty, such perfection, and one so willing and vulnerable, lighted a burning passion inside of the Queens plantlike being. Growling slowly in lust, Tsareena turned her attention back to the boy's face, who had stopped struggling and was now just lying there, eyes closed and all resistance given up on. He had accepted his brutal fate, ready for the death blow.

But the Grass type had some plans first.

"You said aaaaaanything?"

The boy slowly opened his eyes, whimpering softly at the vicious stare that was mere inches away from his face. Seeing the pokemon's eyes glow with evil intent, it didn't take a mind-reader to find out what the female had in plan for him. As this struck him, the trainer's eyes widened. With a fire deep inside him being reignited, he started to struggle again. Knowing what was about to happen to him made the tears come once more.

"N-no! Get off me, you monster! Get off!"

Roughly grabbing him by his ear, Tsareena got off of him and started dragging him to one of the many hollow trees.

Slamming him against the wall of the cave, the boy cried out in pain as the Grass type roughly pinned him up against the wall, one of her hands starting to spread his legs apart. Struggling meekly, the beauty tried to shut his legs, but all his movements stopped as he felt something wet against his stomach. Looking down, the boy gasped as his eyes landed on Tsareena's pussy. Pink and puffy, and with small folds along its tiny size, the boy could only stare at it, shocked and slightly entranced.

'I-it's so small. My girlfriend's pussy is huge compared to this. I-I wonder how it would even fit my cock?. Haaah, I wonder how it would feel-'

The boy quickly shook that thought away. How could he even think of something like that right now? He was about to get fucked against his will, and the thing he thinks of is how good it'll feel? Perhaps it was primal instinct kicking in, but the boy still felt disgusted with himself.

Tsareena chuckled, and as if reading his thoughts, lifted his pants away and bent a bit, poking his huge cock with her wet pussy. The boy gasped and bit his lip, feeling his cock twitch in delight. He looked up the wild Pokémon with a mix of fear and, was that arousal? His legs were shaking, and his arms were limp beside his body. Seeing him like this, the pokemon chuckled again.

"You'd want to know how it feels, don't you? Let me guess, your little girlfriend's pussy doesn't compare to mine, doesn't it? Well, it's about to get even better." Staring straight at the quivering boy, who looked so scared yet so ready, the queen readied herself.

"I'm going to show you what real sex feels like, not like what you've felt with that big pussy human. I'll make you a slave to my pussy!"

And with that, Tsareena quickly thrust up and straight onto the boy's cock, his cock going deep inside her. Immediately the Grass type was consumed with overwhelming pleasure, feeling her pussy squeeze the dick as tight as a vice grip, her squishy walls enveloping the boy's dick. Groaning in pleasure, Tsareena didn't waste any time, bouncing up and down wildly.

The boy wasn't doing any better. As soon as he penetrated her, his mind crumbled away in an instant. In that single bounce, the boy fell. Eyes rolling back, tongue sticking out, and head thrown back, the boy could barely conceptualize what he was even feeling. She felt so. Fucking. tight. It was indescribable, as if he had never experienced anything as good as filling a strong alpha female and her tiny, heavenly pussy. And it only got better as pokemon started bouncing. Moaning in joy, the boy lost all sense of self-respect and grabbed the pokemon, pulling her closer. Wrapping her long, sexy legs around his waist, Tsareena felt the boy lift her up and support her up, pinned against the wall as she was roughly fucked against the wall. Tsareena registered her own moans and screams, not realising how slutty she sounded right then and there. Being taken in such a manner made her mind turn into mush, all that mattered was the immense pleasure her entire body was feeling as her pussy was being moulded into the shape of the trainer's cock.

Growling out and noticing how Tsareena had completely clung onto him so she could get fucked harder, the boy felt a sense of complete dominance over the grass type. This was all it took to make her submit? She was more of a whore than he thought she would be. Deciding to exert his dominance, the boy decided to mess her up even more.

"Yea, you like my cock, whore?! Say it, bitch!"

Tsareena, too immersed in ecstasy, threw away her pride and gave herself completely to him.

"Y-Yes! I love your cock! I-it feels so good! P-please fuck me harder!"

Scoffing at how easy it was, the boy sped it up, her moans and whimpers encouraging him to fuck her even harder than ever. It had barely been 5 minutes and the trainer already felt himself ready to blow. The female pinned against the wall had had enough, however.

"O-oh! Y-yes! Yes! I'm cumming, I'm cumming! Haaaah, Aaaaaaahhhhh!"

Feeling Tsareena's pussy tighten around his cock made the trainer lose it as well. He groaned, exploding inside of her, loads of cum being poured deep inside her womb as the boy's cock got drenched with her juices. They stayed like that, the boy pumping his cum deep into her womb, and Tsareena enjoying the feeling of such hot, virile seed enter her womb. It felt so good, the grass type couldn't even comprehend it. Finally, the boy slowly pulled out, his cum dripping down her legs. Tsareena collapsed, leaning against the wall of the cave as her legs were still spread, cum and juices leaking out onto the cave floor.

But before she could even recollect her thoughts, she was roughly dragged towards some other pokemon, who were watching the whole thing in fear, moaning along the way.

"You thought we were done, huh slut? I'm going to pound your pussy right in front of your dumb-ass pokemon subjects. Then we'll see who your real Master is" The only response the boy got was a lust-addled moan from the sexy grass type. Then he heard her mumble out something that got his lust rise all the way up even higher.

"Y-you're my reeaaall Master now, masteeeerr! Please, make me your bitch!" Tsareena wasn't even properly thinking anymore. All she wanted was the thing that made her feel like she was dying from pleasure. And that was the strong male and his magnificent cock. She felt herself get tugged forwards, and with a small oof she fell on top of something. Or rather, someone.

Before she knew it, she was now spread across her own subjects, some steenees, ass up and ready. Her pussy was dripping wet, with traces of the boy's seed dripping out and onto the clothes of her followers below. Tsareena sensed the powerful, strong presence of the male behind her, and her panting became harder. Feeling his massive cock start to poke at her folds once again made the horny grass type whine and grind her entrance against the tip of his dick.

"M-master, stop teasing me! P-please! I need it, nnngh, I want your dick, Master!" Tsareena moaned, not realising how slutty her own voice sounded. The only thing that mattered to her right now was the thick, massive cock that was being teased against her folds.

Seeing this bitch beg for his dick, the boy growled out in primal dominance. Gripping her sexy thighs for support, the trainer slowly inched his way inside of her. Feeling the tip of his dick start to push into her, Tsareena moaned and pushed her hips back, beckoning his cock to enter her faster. Tsareena's eyes were half-lidded, lust clouding her gorgeous pink eyes. The trainer slowly inched his way deeper and deeper into her folds, her wetness and his leftover cum acting as a fine lubricant. Growling out in pleasure, the boy finally hilted himself inside of her, the tip of his cock poking Tsareena's womb. The grass type moaned out in pleasure. She felt so full. Her previous victims cocks never went this deep inside of her. Wiggling her hips, she looked back at the dominant trainer, eyes heavy with lust. Seeing this, the boy started thrusting. Groaning out in pleasure, his cock being wrapped in the exquisite walls of this slut once again, made him want to fuck her harder and faster.

And fuck her he did. Spurred on by her moaning and squealing, her ass high up in the air for greater access, her face next to the unconscious face of her trainer below her as she was being brutally fucked, Tsareena moaned in ecstasy, the feeling of being dominated by a strong male making her lose her mind to lust. She felt his cock going deep inside her, her womb being penetrated by the tip of the trainer's long, thick cock with every thrust. Tongue lolling out and eyes rolled back in pleasure, Tsareena screamed and slobbered all over the faces of her sunjects, getting completely and utterly dominated by the male above her and being turned into the slave of his dick.

The cave was filled with sounds of rough breathing and slutty moans, the dark of the night illuminated slightly by the small lamp brought by the boy a while ago. As the rough fucking started getting rougher,

The boy chuckled darkly. Slapping her exposed ass which elicited a sharp cry of pleasure from the horny female, the trainer snarled out in dominance.

"Who's your master now, whore?! Answer me!" Slapping her plump asscheeks once more, the trainer does up his thrusts, wildly pounding into her with no restraint whatsoever, much to Tsareena's joy.

Crying out, Tsareena could barely form words to answer back.

"Yeeeeesssss! You! You're my master! P-ah! Please fuck me harder! Fuck my pussy! Make me your bitch! P-ooooh-please fuck me with your thick cock! Oh, yes! Yes!"

Hearing those words come out of this slutty bitch felt so damn good to the boy. It all felt so easy, all it took was one rough fuck and she was putty in his hands. But he wanted to deal his dominance on her forever. Gripping her hair from behind while never letting up on his thrusts, the boy directed her face to look directly at her subjects faces directly below her. Tsareena moaned in lust, arms turning into jelly as she was unable to support herself from the rough fucking her pussy was being blessed with.

"Tell your subjects that you belong to me now, slut! You're mine and only mine! Tell them you love my cock more than them!" The trainer snarled, pumping into Tsareena's sweet tight pussy harder than possible.

Tsareena, feeling his cock poke through her womb, lost her mind. Tongue lolling out and an absolutely fucked look on her face, Tsareena let it all out.

"S-subjeeeeeeeects! I'm showwee! But my pusseh belongsh to my new master nooooowwww! Your love and adoration is nothing compared to my new masters strong, thick, bitch-making cock! You're nothing compared to hiiiiiim! P-please fuck me harder, new masterrrr, I'm your bitch! Your slave! I'll spread my legs for you every single day! Make me your biiiiiiiitch! I-I'm coommmmmmmiiiiiiiing!"

Tsareena convulsed, her pussy exploding in juices as she came loudly, screaming in ecstasy as orgasm overtook her. The trainer wasn't far behind, after hearing her vow of undying loyalty to him as his bitch, a few more thrusts and he came as well, piercing her womb and ejecting mound after mound of hot, potent sperm deep into her womb. Tsareena gave a weak moan, the feeling of her master's hot seed filling her up made her whimper in pleasure. After a few more spurts of cum, the trainer pulled out of her tight snatch. Immediately Tsareena collapsed on top of her subjects, copious amounts of jizz spewing out of her roughly fucked pussy. With her just-fucked face and body unwilling to move after being completely and utterly dominated, Tsareena just laid there on top of her subjects, completely spent.

The boy, after a few heavy breaths, looked over his job well done. This slut was laid across her own follwers, unable to move due to being fucked too hard. Nodding at his own accomplishment, the boy felt his stomach rumble. The sun was starting to rise, and the trainer, after exerting himself, was now incredibly hungry. Yet he had one final thing to do.

Tsareena felt a small, almost imperceptible tap on her back. Looking behind her, she saw a pokeball floating behind her, seemingly being held by psychic powers. Eyes widening, she had just about time to look over at th boy. He was sitting up, one hand raised up and his eyes glowing with tired yet powerful energy. Seeing Tsareena's shocked expression brought a small smile to the boy.

"Gotcha."

And that was all Tsareena saw before being sucked into the pokeball, her body dissolving into red light as she was sucked into the ball. The boy breathed a sigh of relief as the ball fell onto the sandy earth, shaking once, twice, thrice, and then a satisfying click. Leaning against one of the walls of the cave, the boy slowly got back up, legs still wobbly after the rough pounding he dealt out mere minutes ago. His clothes were in tatters and cum dripped off his cock, but he slowly walked towards the pokeball and took it, looking at it with interest. A small smile broke across his face, an unmistakable feeling coursing through his body. Clutching the ball to himself, the boy turned around. Looking back over to the now fainted steenee, the boy's tired eyes scanned over their unconscious bodies. Taking a deep breath and closing his eyes, he opened them, his eyes now filled with determination. As the sun broke through the first sand dunes, the boy got to work.

There was some cleaning up to do.

(Time Skip)

"Ah! Decidueye! Yes!"

"T-tsareena! I-I'm cumming! I'm cumming! Aaaaahhhhhh!"

"Decidueyeeee!"

Later on, Tsareena and the newly evolved Decidueye were having some fun, when the boy returned, and dropped his bags, recalling the bird and throwing his whore of a cumslut onto the bed roughly in the doggy style.

As Tsareena began to feel her legs start shaking, her heart start to pound, and her breathing start getting heavy. Looking up, she gasped as the boy was now mere inches from her face. She felt his presence, so strong and dominant, and immediately she felt weak at the knees. More importantly, she could feel herself getting incredibly wet, her pussy dripping in anticipation for the rough fucking she was about to receive. She meekly stared into the trainer's eyes, her own eyes clouded with lust. The trainer stared at her, his presence oozing alpha superiority, as he spoke:

"Tell me what you want, whore."

Immediately, Tsareena spread her dress aside, revealing her tantalisingly wet pussy to the male before her and raised her still-tight ass to the sky, legs shaking in anticipation.

"P-please make me your bitch once more, master. Your Decidueye cums so fast, and his tiny phimosis penis can't satisfy my whore pussy. Only your magnificent cock can make me cum, master! Please, stuff this slutty hole with the cock that I love so much~" the horny grass type could barely make the words out as she panted like a bitch in heat, shaking her hips tantalisingly, looking back at him with hungry eyes, her beautiful face wracked with lustful want. The boy, cock now fully hard and standing towards attention, let off a small "heh", before advancing towards the submissive female. As he grabbed onto her hips and positioned himself, he could only thank the lord Arceus up above that it was him that decided to walk into the forest unprepared on that fateful day all those weeks ago.

"This is definitely better than kanto."