Tuely's rocket ride
#5 of Tuely's time of Troubles.
After her Janitorial duties, Tuely is taken for a ride on a rocket...or should I say several?
Tuely sagged in the janitor's cart, trembling as she was wheeled through the halls. She was out of it, her mind was on a completely different plane of existence. She shut out the world around her, ignoring all the insults and abuse that was hurled at her
"Fucking freak!" and "That animal doesn't belong here!" Where among the most common phrases, but there were others that struck home much harder. "Finally where she belongs," was the one that twisted her gut the most. She tried to shut them out and wallowed in her own misery, since she couldn't come to terms with the fact that the hatred she was receiving was her own fault. She had treated these people like shit and put several of them through a corporate hell, but if she accepted that and truly acknowledged that the reasons behind their hate were more than just bigotry...then she would truly break down, something she couldn't allow to happen.
With all this in mind, she just laid there, her mind locked in a loop of self pity and impotent anger as the janitor pushed her to some unknown destination. She heard the sounds of an elevator, one of the big industrial ones that the cleaning services used to keep themselves out of sight of the staff and tower visitors. She blinked a few times and looked around, seeing that she was indeed in one of the service elevators. She wondered why she was being taken down to floor level, but her thoughts were cut off by the crack of the doors grinding open. Sunlight flooded in and the smells of a city alley filled her nose. It was not exactly foul, but there was a tinge of rotting garbage and mildew underneath the scent of wet stone and burning fuel.
The old man wheeled her out into the alley proper and looked down at the suddenly aware Tuely,
"Well, seems you are back to the land of the living, you poké-slut," He smirked at the absolute venom in the glare she gave him. "Good, you got spirit, you're gonna need it when you meet some friends of mine," He grinned down at her, "They are very eager to meet you." He hefted the cart up and sent the busty pokemon tumbling to the ground. Tuely's breasts jiggled deliciously as they smacked into the concrete and her bubble butt bounced as she ended up face first on the dirty alley pavement, her pale white face getting covered in grey dirt.
She cursed in three different languages as she pushed herself up, eyes flashing in rage at the latest indignity she was forced to endure, but her words caught in her throat as she saw what was waiting for her.
Three men stood in front of the barely clothed Tuely. Each was dressed in a pitch black uniform with a crimson R emblazoned on the chest. They all wore peaked caps that hooded their eyes and helped conceal their features, but she knew who, or at least who they worked for. They were members of Team Rocket, agents of the man who ordered her creation. This man was both her creator and the person who sought to enslave her, and these men were the instruments of his will. Fear clutched at her chest and she knew that she was helpless against them with her powers still sealed.
She pushed herself up and made to run, her generous bust jumping as she leapt to her feet, but as she turned, she felt a strong hand close around her right horn and she was yanked back. She let out a gasp of pain and surprise, before a stinging SLAP across her face sent everything into a grayscale monotone. She felt hands pin her to the dirty concrete, squashing her breasts into the cold pavement as her senses reeled from the blow. Her arms were forced back behind her in a textbook police armlock and her face was pressed tightly against the filthy ground.
She heard chuckling and tried to shift her head, but the powerful grip on her horns kept her from turning her head to look, but the almost crow like laughter had to belong to the old janitor.
"Here you are, boys," He said triumphantly, "So...about what we discussed?" She saw the old man step into view, a grin on his face as the one member of Team Rocket who wasn't busy holding her down stepped up to him. The rocketeer had a large roll of cash in his hand and he tossed the tightly packed bills over to the wide eyed janitor. "There you go, old man. Now get lost, we have work to do.'
The old man gave out another dry cackle, "I usually take out the garbage for free, but I certainly appreciate the tip!" He smiled down at the restrained Tuely and gave her a thumbs up, "Whatever they do to you, bitch, I hope it lasts a long time." He stuffed the wad of bills into his pocket and turned back to the elevator, pushing his cart along and whistling merrily. Soon the doors closed behind him and Tuely was left to the tender mercies of Team Rocket.
The leader turned back to his goons restraining the struggling pokemon and grinned, "Alright boys, get a pokeball and lets can this bitch." He looked down at her smiling, his eyes hidden by the brim of his cap, "She is worth a fortune to the boss."
One of them looked up and groaned, "Come on, boss," He whined as he pressed his crotch against her raised up ass, "This freak is hot as hell...sure we can take her for a few rounds before stuffing her into a pokéball?" He let go of one of her arms, but keeping them securely locked with his other hand and gave her bubble butt a sharp SMACK, causing it to bounce deliciously before his eyes.
The other smiled and nodded, "Yeah, she seems to be made to fuck, and since there is nobody else around...we could actually take this animal for a hard ride." He winked up at their leader, his hands keeping her head pinned against the cold and harsh concrete.
The lead tough sneered down at them, a look of disgust on his face, "You two are really messed up to want to fuck a pokemon," He shook his head and spat, "Get ready to can her and then we will get out of here,"
"I will NOT be anyone's SLAVE!" Tuely screamed into the concrete, trying to will her powers to return, doing everything she could to draw any sliver of her former psychic might to the surface, but they remained sealed.
"Shut up, you bitch!" The one holding her arms gave her ass another brutal and stinging SMACK, "And boss...come on...does she look like an animal to you?" He nodded to his comrade and yanked her up, the one holding her head letting go so his companion could prove his point.
She was brutally yanked up to her knees, her huge breasts popping free of her tattered uniform and bouncing wonderfully to her lecherous captors. Her almost non existent skirt had ridden up to expose her tight looking cunt. Despite the brutal fuckings she had received over the past few weeks, it looked as smooth and fresh as a virgin's, due to her natural healing factor. The lead thug's eyes widened and his cock hardened at that sight, bulging out the crotch of his pants in an apparent display of interest despite his previous statements.
"See, boss...this bitch may be a freak, but she ain't no animal!" The tough who had his hands free reached down and grabbed Tuely's swaying udders, pinching the long nipples between his thumbs and forefingers as he mauled them. Gripping and pulling, pinching and slapping, he toyed with those perfect melons as he looked up at his boss, a grin on his face the whole time. His boss coughed and looked away, his cock straining in his pants at the lewd display in front of him, his mind screaming at him that it was wrong, but his hormones telling him something else.
"I swear on my life, when I get my powers back...I will hunt you down and kill all of you...in the most PAINFUL way possible!" She snarled, but knew her threat was empty since she was helpless before them and she knew it. That was not the worst thing about this however, as the way she was being treated and the thug tugging on her breasts was causing her body to heat up. Her pussy lips grew slick and puffy, her heart rate speeding up and her face grew flush as she was restrained.
"Look at that," The thug toying with her breasts said, "The bitch is getting into it!" He declared happily, pulling her massive mammaries into cones before letting them snap back to their normal teardrop shape. "Told you, boss...we gotta give her a ride on the Rocket!"
Tuely's eyes widened at that and she hissed, "I will fucking kill you a-" She was cut off by a slap from the lead thug, turning her head to the side violently. "Alright, freak...I have an offer for you," The top thug sneered, leaning down to look in the genetically engineered pokemon's eyes. "You service us...and we let you walk." He stated flatly, "We do not lock you in the ultra ball we brought...we do not take you back to base...you can get back to your little hellhole of a life." He looked her in the eyes as he spoke and she wished she could just turn his brain into mush at that moment, but she had very few options. She couldn't trust him, but neither could she read his mind due to her aroused and stressed state.
"We have a deal, freak?" He asked, not breaking eye contact with the infuriated and now incredibly aroused Tuely. She took a deep breath and looked away, her face turning scarlet as she broke eye contact first. "...Deal," She said through gritted teeth. She hated this with every fibre of her being, but her nightmare would get far worse if she was doomed to live the rest of her life inside of a pokeball.
The boss laughed and nodded, "Alright boys, time to have some fun!" He nodded to the rocket thug holding her arms and he unceremoniously let go, causing her to gasp in relief as the pain in her arms released.
She looked up again, rubbing her sore wrists and could see that the boss already had his cock free of his pants. His throbbing shaft arched up and towards his stomach, standing at a serious fraction of a meter and as thick as her wrist. Seeing that, Tuely couldn't help but wonder why she always had to service cocks that would look more at home on a Rapidash than a human. Certainly there was no way that every human male in the world had balls that were comparable to a pair of apples sitting next to one another, but consistently she was proven wrong in that belief.
The boss stepped forward and SMACKED his cockhead against her nose, "Start sucking, freak." Was all he said, the spongy cockhead sending a splatter of precum across her nose and forehead as he stroked it across her face in the most demeaning way possible. She was tempted to try and bite it off, but she knew what would happen if she did...and so she begrudgingly obeyed.
She gripped the base of that turgid shaft and started to slowly stroke it, pumping the heavy cock in languid and smooth motions. She pulled back and let the drooling cockhead slide from her nose and down to her lips. She gave it an experimental lick, his musky and heady flavor sliding over her tongue as she drew a bead of precum directly from his urethra into her mouth. She was shocked at herself, as she found the flavor quite good, delicious even, and this feeling filled her with dread. She was starting to enjoy doing stuff like this...well, it was not like she had not become proficient in it in the last few weeks. She opened her mouth wide..and ENGULFED that throbbing cock.
With a grunt of surprise and pleasure from Boss, Tuely swallowed that rod to the base, her neck bulging out around his cock, but she didn't gag or choke. She had been face fucked so many times over the past few weeks that she had learned to control her gag reflex and since he was letting her do the work...she was intent of getting this over as fast as possible.
Tuely bounced her head on his crotch with all the gusto of a seasoned porn star on set. Slurping and licking at that shaft like it was the most important thing in the world to her. She stared up at him as she did so, hate visible in her eyes, but it made the situation all the more erotic to Boss as that high and mighty bitch serviced him.
The other two soon got into it, pulling their own mighty cocks free. While not as impressive as their leader's, they were still improbable monuments to male virility, and they smacked them across her face as they waited their turn. She did not disappoint, wrapping her hands around the two free cocks as she slurped on their leaders, pumping them in time with the bobbing of her head. She soon switched up, pulling Boss's cock free of her surprisingly eager gullet, leaving strands of saliva clinging to that turgid shaft. She then proceeded to swallow another shaft to the balls, her tongue sliding free of her lips to tease those heavy cum packed orbs as she deepthroated it.
She did not know how long this went on for, she lost herself in the sensations of slurping on those three human's cocks. She hated it, everything about it made her want to puke, but her body loved it. Her feminine juices flowed freely and she couldn't help but MOAN around whichever cock that was in her throat when they slapped her large breasts or call her a freak or a slutty little bitch. Soon all three of those throbbing cocks were coated in her saliva, shining with her spit and throbbing in time with the three men's heartbeats. She knew that they were close and she needed to just send them over the edge...but they had other plans.
Boss pulled his cock free of her gasping throat and smiled, precum and spit dripping from his pulsing shaft. "Alright, bitch, that is enough, time for the main event," He moved back and sat down on a wooden pallet that had been abandoned in the alley. "On my cock...now." He commanded, his turgid shaft sticking up like an impaler's pike.
She was afraid of this, she had hoped she would get them off before they fucked her, but she was willing to do anything to keep from being locked in a pokeball again. She slide up into his lap, his thick cock sliding across her soaked cunt and drawing a moan from the ashamedly aroused Tuely. She hovered above his cock, the plum sized head pressing against her soaked pussylips. She shivered, hating herself for the pleasure she was feeling and the weakness she was showing to these filthy humans, but she did what she had to and SANK down onto that thick cock.
It parted her lips easily and slid up into her like a spear going into a gut. She let out a groan of forced pleasure as she was filled by that thick, mushroom headed glans. It sent waves of soul crushing pleasure through her body as she sank down fully on that rock hard cock. She went to bounce, but a stinging slap to her ass stopped her in her tracks.
"Alright, bitch...you have set the tone long enough." Boss said with a grin and winked at his men, "Let's give this freak a proper fucking." He gripped her asscheeks and spread her wide, exposing her tight pucker to the man behind her, who without hesitation slide his cock into her well trained ass, her saliva providing more than enough lubricant for his thick cock. Her head was wrenched aside by the third rocket and his cock was buried to the hilt in her gasping throat. This time she did gag and choke, because she was not prepared and was not going at her own pace.
They showed her no mercy, they did not build up a slow rhythm, they fucked her. In a three point connection, they abused the unsuspecting Tuely, fucking her with the same level of viciousness that her spectral visitors did. The entire alley was filled with the sounds of wet gagging, flesh on flesh, and the harsh SMACK of their hands against her bouncing breasts, bubble butt, and scarlet face.
Tuely hated them, hated everything about them, hated everything they stood for, hated their very race, and that is why she hated herself so much when the first of many orgasms ripped through her. Femcum squirted from her abused cunt and soaked Boss's crotch, causing him to laugh as her cunt gripped his cock deliciously tight. "HAH, he was right...she is just a fucking slut," He SMACKED her bouncing breast, before gripping the proud nipple and twisting it painfully as the one behind her let out a long groan of pleasure. "Not...gonna last long."
The one ramming his cock down her throat, his crotch coated with streams of her saliva, nodded in agreement, "This freak...can suck a cock," He groaned, his balls slapping against her chin with an almost metronomic rhythm. Boss smiled, "Alright, slut...get us to cum quickly and we won't use the ultra ball we brought to lock you up," He sneered, picking up the pace, his fingers sinking deeper into her bubble butt as he rammed her up and down his cock. The other two sped up as well, matching their leader's rhythm as the reduced the formerly most powerful woman in the world into a self loathing, orgasmic wreck.
She lost herself in a sea of hate and pleasure, she lost count of how many times she orgasmed as they abused her sexy body. She went from one peak to the next, the only thing keeping her mind intact was the hate that boiled in her heart, but even that was starting to fade under the raw animalistic pleasure of the three monkeys fucking her into oblivion. It was far more intense than her poltergeist visits. It was more primal and physical, more animalistic, and she hated andloved every second of it.
She felt them groan in tandem as her body clenched down, a scream ripped itself from her lungs around that pistoning cock in her mouth as a brutally powerful orgasm ripped through her. The three humans soon joined her, their pulsing cocks sending wave after wave of potent jizz into her deliciously tight body. She was in heaven and hell at the same time, the feeling of their cum spurting deep inside her sent her into even greater heights of pleasure...and even lower pits of despair.
They stuffed Tuely's holes, filling her to the brim from every angle, until finally they were spent, cum leaking from the well fucked pokemon's body as they pulled her up and off of them. Boss laughed and let out a groan of pleasure as his rapidly wilting cock was pulled free of her abused cunt in a shower of femcum and his own jizz.
He shoved her off him, causing the other two's cocks to pop free of her as well. Cum leaked from her slack lips and her abused pucker as they dropped her to the concrete once more, but this time in an orgasmic and shame filled heap.
Boss smiled down at her and shook his head, "Fuck...I used to think fucking pokémonwas dirty, but after that...I might have to give my gardevoir a ride." He said with a laugh and the other two joined him.
She pushed herself up and coughed, fresh waves of cum and spit spilling from her lips as she tried to speak, "Gonna...let...me...go now?" She asked, her voice ragged from the brutal face fucking.
Boss grinned down at her and shoved her face down into the concrete again, his boot grinding into the side of her head. "Yep...I will not use the ultra ball we brought," He looked up at his cronies with a grin, "But I do have this old defective pokeball...that should suit our needs," He smirked down at her and pulled a simple pokeball off of his belt, a crack running down its crown. She tried to push herself up, fear and anger pulsing in her veins at that betrayal, but in her cock addled state, she could barely move, much less stop what was coming.
He clicked the catch button and dropped it on top of the well fucked and cum coated Mew Tuely. She tried to fight, tried to scream, but everything went white...and then an abyss of darkness rushed up to meet her as the worst fate should imagine claimed her.
The rocket grunts watched the ball sat there, rotating three times, before letting out a loud CLICK, indicating that the pokemon was secure inside. This caused them all to cheer and Boss leaned down to pick up the now filled pokeball, a grin on his face.
"Welcome to your new life, freak," Was all he said before stuffing it into his belt pouch.