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Where was the center? Where was the path? Where was anything in this horrid snowstorm that seemed to swallow up the entire world around him. His pace had been forced to slow, the cold around him biting against his skin while he worked to keep moving, keep looking for any sign of civilization at all. He was a trainer and with that title came the possibility of danger, of hidden paths and secret tunnels never seen before by human eyes. These dangers came coupled with the challenge of nature itself. Scorching deserts, rough mountain passes, struggling climbs, deep falls, and of course his current problem with a heavy blizzard passing through the area. The thick snow made it impossible to see around him, made him incapable of telling if he was even still on the path or not, but the more he climbed, the further he walked, the deeper he moved the cold blistering wind only got worse. With a shiver washing over his entire body, the stinging cold felt like it was biting all the way to his very bones. He knew that he couldn't continue on this path any longer, that he needed to find some kind of shelter to tuck himself into. With the winds as they are anything that he built would simply be blown down before he could finish it. This young man needed something sturdy, something solid, and with a turn of his head he could spot a slight alcove in the side of the mountain. It wasn't quite a cave, but would be enough to keep the snow from blowing directly onto him and would absolutely keep that wind at bay. While he struggled to step through into the depths of this indention within the mountain his body shivered once again, shuddering against the cold air that wrapped his body mercilessly and left him shaking against this vastly warmer back wall while he struggled to try and pull the wood he needed for his quickly formed camp fire from his backpack.

What he'd failed to notice was the presence of an odd pedestal at the center of this alcove, something that looked to hold and item of great worth but was completely covered in snow and time from this harsh blizzard that rages just out of site, but this pedestal and the item it managed to hold did happen to notice him and through it something far more powerful also took notice as well. The loud call of wing flaps broke through the howling wind of the blizzard around him, the call of her downward thrusts that pushed freshly laid snow away from her soon lowered her avian feet down to sink into the snow that didn't manage to move, her graceful figure, her beautifully smooth feathers lined her figure to curve past her shoulders and over her large succulent breasts. Tightly they hugged against her thin and slender waste while those thick, wide, and perfectly shaped hips swayed side to side with every single step that she took towards him. Soft coos rolled from her lips, her gaze locked on him easily as her ice blue feathered crest was brushed backwards by her lifting and tracing fingers in the same avian design as her bare feet. She stood around the same height as most powerful creatures, towering the human easily as she smiled down to him in a friendly and sultry tone. This woman, this bird, this creature looked over his human body, and with a smile wrapping against the curve of her short beak the human was made to lift his small red digital device to make sure that who he thought this woman was really happened to be what he was assuming.

"Articuno," The device told him informing-ly in it's robotic tone, "This legendary pokemon is one of three elemental birds and is very rarely seen by trainers. It is said that blizzards exist anywhere that it resides."

That would explain everything to him, why this storm was here, why it was as harsh as it was. This trainer didn't know why she was here, why she had chosen this mountain to keep herself, but could tell immediately from the description that she was responsible for this blizzard. It meant that if she was gone, if she was removed, then this blizzard would stop, and he could survive this night. If he couldn't then just being around this avian woman might just kill him. It was clear that in order to end this weather he'd either need to tame her into a small holding ball, or to simply knock her out, but to do that he'd need a fighter capable of handling such a beast. That was when his freezing fingers moved down towards his belt, pulling off a red and white ball that he'd had since around the beginning of his journey, a pokemon that he trusted like very few others. He couldn't even fully roll the ball but by pushing the button on the front it would release the towering avian of brown and cream color, a bird with an equally magnificent crest that ran from the top of her head all the way down the length of her back towards the back of her knees. Strong and mighty wings showing just how specifically she'd been trained, and a gorgeously beautiful body that so easily competed with Articuno's that they might as well have been twins if it hadn't been for their different species of avian. Large, milky breasts bounced, swayed, and shook as this Pidgeot looked on at the ice bird, watching her while the cold wind started to crash against herself as well. This, wide, perfectly breed-able hips adjusted while she moved to step over to get between this wild creature and her trainer, and both of these monsters standing nearly eight to ten feet tall in order to show their strong and powerful stature.

Both pokemon looked on at one another, watched one another, studied as much as they could, but knew that as they looked on their bodies were going to need to crash together, their powers were going to need to be shown off, and only one of them would be able to come out of this fight still standing.

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Pidgeot wasn't sure exactly what the reasoning was for this ice avian to be coming after her trainer, but knew that it was her duty to protect him, to keep him from harm and save him from whatever dark plans the wild bird might have figured. Maybe she thought this was an easy bit of prey to go after. Maybe she thought that he wouldn't have protection to fall behind. No matter what the reasoning this brown bird wasn't going to let any plans against her master come through and would fight to the very end of her ability to make sure that he was kept safe. This meant that she was on a time limit, though, as the cold air only seemed to pick up now that she was present. It would be her duty to take down this blizzard bird and then bring the warmth back to her trainer by any means she could find. As her tall, powerful, busty figure stood there in her feather covered posture that only made those thick and supple breasts look bigger, the pidgeot spread her wings in a quickly threatening posture. This was a warning to Articuno, the only one that she'd be given, to back off and leave them in peace. It was a warning that came as a courtesy that she knew first hand would simply be ignored like so many before, but just like those others she would bring them down, teach them a lesson, tear them into the ground at her feet and keep her trainer safe. This was her master, and she was his first among a few select, this placed her as a treasure to him, and him as her highest priority above anything else.

"Pidgeot.." He said almost weakly from the cold, "Get her out of the cave, and take it to the sky. Don't let her pin you down."

The order came through easily, and it was true that having a bird fight inside of anything that had a roof would be a poor move on his part. It was an order that she knew that she needed to follow, and while she stood there with her wings spread the ice avian stretched her own out, accepting this challenge and sticking out her large, round, milky breasts as a display of both beauty and power. In an instant a beam of frost shot forth from that mouth, shooting hard through the air in a spiral, but just like that the brown bird was gone, her body seemingly vanished to the side as she raced forward. Without her there the ice beam crashed against the wall beside the trainer, impacting it and filling it with the cold wave that washed through it, barely managing to miss him as he looked on at them. The quick pace of Pidgeot's attack drove her across the icy surface of this alcove and with a sudden and solid hit she'd impact her towering, busty, body against the arctic bird's equally powerful figure and sent both out of the mouth of this wind shelter. This heavy impact left Articuno's body to slide across the snow with the brown bird on top of her, but she didn't remain, not willing to go against the order of her trainer and immediately took to the blizzard stained sky.

The ice avian remained on the ground for now, turning her gaze towards the flying bird with narrowed anger that rolled across her figure. Those wings once again widened once again, but only did this so that with a mighty flap of her feathered limbs she could create a thick gust of wind to erupt from her figure. It was a move that Pidgeot could see coming at her thanks to her distance, and quickly worked to counter by spreading her own wings in a fast motion to duplicate the move, to show off her own version of the same move, but only able to perform it after the harsh rush of wind was almost on her. This left the two gushes to crash together, to impact one another in a movement of air that collided and spread the falling snow around the two attacks and leaving this hard push of avian created wind to quickly burst on the spot directly against Pidgeot's body. With a loud chirp she found herself pushed back, hit by that blast and working to recover until she felt a repeat of an earlier move impact her right wing and coated it in a thick and jagged block of ice. Her other wing worked to make up the difference, worked to try and compensate, but as she twisted through the air there was no way for her to keep herself up and found the freshly laid snow hitting her body as she crashed against it and the ground.

With a grunt this pidgeot worked to push herself back to her feet, trying to climb up despite her frozen wing and only finding a foot to step down on the center of her back between her shoulders in order to crush those large breasts back down against the mountain ground. The harder this ice bird stepped the more those thick melons would pillow out to the sides, feeling like they might even burst from the strain being presented to them. Those arms strained to try and push up against not only her own weight but the weight of the equally strong and beautiful ice bird only to find her figure collapsing back against the snow once again. The cold of it bit into her nipples, their hard and stiff figures tracing through the softness of the snow down to the hard rocks below. Most of her attacks were air based, required her to be in the sky to use them, but that wasn't always the case. If she couldn't get this woman off of her then there was only one thing that she could really do and with a hard flap of her single wing she'd send a different kind of gust downward below her, striking the ground and creating a quick lift of snow and dirt straight up around her. The tactic was to fill Articuno's vision with this strike to hit the dirt right in her eyes like she'd done so many times before in her youth with sand against opponents she'd fought. As that snow impacted the ice bird's face her hands lifted up to clear it, to remove it, and distract her just long enough for this brown bird to roll her body over, bringing that ice covered wing up quickly for an immediate strike against that blue body that caused the ice around it to crack, shatter and fall around them. This wing based attack hitting hard enough to send the temporarily blinded Articuno to stumble over that busty body and fall down towards the ground once again.

"Get on top of her and finish this!" Came the call from the alcove, her training sitting there wrapped in a blanket that he'd pulled from his pack as he watched the two towering birds continue their fight.

Pidgeot didn't know if she'd be able to fly well after such a hard strike with a previously frozen solid wing, but knew that she didn't need to while Articuno was resting on the ground she wouldn't need to. The ice bird didn't even have the chance to get up, not while that clawed hand came down around her throat to lock her head against the ice, to trap her face sideways while the other claw gripped hard against that thick, beautiful, soft breast. Pidgeot could feel her nails sinking into the flesh, gripping well against it and driving this blue avian's head back in a deep and long crying chirp as her now instantly perking nipple crushed against the palm of the brown bird's palm. The tighter that squeeze got the more her breast was strained and the harder her body shivered, hands gripping the wrist that held her head to the side as she attempted to remove them in order to counter-strike this tactic that left a long stream of white cream starting to drizzle down the side of her already well rounded tit. It was only when Articuno's knee rose that she'd find the soft, damp, hungry slit brushing against the feathers of her blue knee, and listened to the sound of Pidgeot moan longingly down to her. The fight had taken it's toll, but both had a very similar problem. Despite being fantastic fighters and absolutely gorgeous women, both had a terrible weakness for taking a beating that left both sexually in need of the other's heated attention. The real question came down to who would give in to such desires first.

The grinding continued, brushing more and more blue feathers against her already drenched cunny while the brown bird continued to squeeze and fondle those large breasts. As Pidgeot removed her grip on this ice avian's head that now free hand traced down the length of that muscular body, felt over every curved muscle and sensual bend all before rising up into the air and delivering a hard and impacting blow against the front of that azure beak. It was a strike that snapped Articuno's head back, forced her into a daze, and left her struggling to regain herself while that hand came down to join the other on those round and plump tits. A hard squeeze, a tight grip around the nipple with those sharp claws and a quick and sudden twist would leave those tortured breasts being arched up even more into those hands followed by a loud cry of pain from this blue avian. This gave Pidgeot the time she needed to climb towards her feet, removing her hands from those large tits and replacing it with a single foot that would dig in quickly while crushing those large and beautiful breasts right back against her azure body. That confident smile wrapped on the brown avian's lips showing that she knew where this fight was ending, and while she stood over this quickly defeating body, those wings once again widened, showing the dominance that needed to be displayed to this ice bird that now suffered below her.

The soft chirp that rolled from her beak spoke down to the arctic avian, telling her where her place was, informing her that from this point on she belonged to this better, superior, and greater bird that stood over her. It was an order that informed her that any sexual beauty she had left was given to her by this pidgeot who could easily take it away with nothing more than a twist of her ankle to tear that sensitive breast tissue away. It was something that drew a harsh look from the Articuno, a look of defiance, a look of fight that was left in her, and a look that was ripped away easily by the threat of that tearing made real when her foot started to do just that, forcing the blue bird's head to roll back against the snow in deep pain and chirp her agreement just for the sake of making it stop. A forfeit, a surrender, a loss for the sake of not wanting to take anymore damage that might rob her of the beauty that she was so proud of. It was an agreement that left Pidgeot as the winner, and in her mercy removed her foot from this ice avian who felt a the sudden impact of a ball crash against her thigh to suck her into it as a beam of light. No struggle was made to break free, a loss was a loss and she would accept it willingly, but that didn't mean that this brown bird's duty was over. Even as the blizzard subsided she needed to return to her trainer and insure that he stayed warm until they were ready to move on once more.

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The blizzard had ended with the defeat and capture of the Articuno, her eyes still able to see the events outside of her pokeball while the busty and beautiful bitch of a bird walked away from this capturing device in order to deal with her new trainer. Pidgeot had taken a bit of a beating, finding herself bruised and ruffled while she grunted her way towards that smaller human trainer. These ladies towered him near at least twice his height that didn't stop the avian pokemon from knowing that even without the blizzard the cold would still remain and that she needed to tend to him if he was going to be able to make it through.

"W.. Well done, Pidgeot... We got her." he said to the bird while shivering in place and holding himself tightly.

That grip that he had on his own shoulders would loosen when the thick feathers of her wings came to wrap around him like a down blanket. Those eyes that look up on her only smiled while her body pressed against him, curling him into her large breasts while her thigh and powerful thighs wrapped on either side of his hips. Even from here the trainer had to admit that his prized pokemon was warm, was soft, and as his hands moved to grip her body, nuzzling against those large tits that were on either side of his face, he'd feel her damp and well heated cunny starting to soak through his pants. It was a clear need that was left over from her sexual fight, but created a scent, a smell of heat that not even he could ignore. It wasn't his fingers that would start to unfasten his belt and pants, though, but hers as she manipulated the cloth to open and expose that quickly thickening meat between his legs. A shifting of her hips would lick those pussy lips across his member, drawing her fluid from the base to the tip and then back down again, soaking his manhood and balls in her desire. This only changed when she lifted those hips, feeling her tail feathers brushing against his thick balls while she fed the large meat into her body, allowing it to spread her walls while that avian face turned upward in a loud and satisfied chirp.

Her larger size meant that her proportions were bigger, her slit was slicker, wider, and yet when it came to a cock size like this amazing stud she still felt her wells being pushed apart as he slid nice and deep within her. It was something that forced her body shake while she continued to grind her hips across his own, shoving as much of that dick into her body as she was able to while gasping at the sensation of such a nice breeding dick being used deep within her. Pidgeot didn't know if this was an appropriate duty of a pokemon to her trainer, but even if it wasn't, if it was something taboo, there was no way she would ever complain about it. Not when he could make her feel the way that he does just by her sitting on his lap like this. Just as she started to settle in, started to nest on those thighs with her large and thick hips, her already pulsating pussy gripping down on his shaft and her arms tightening around that body of his to feel it already starting to warm up, he'd move his hips all on his own, shoving that thick dick up into her just as she was starting to slow her approach. It was a sudden shock that wrapped through her body, coursed against her spine like a lightning bolt and left her stunned in place while her beak hung open in pure pleasure and need. She couldn't move, she couldn't adjust, all she could do was sit there as he took her, as he claimed her once again, as he tamed that pokemon pussy and used it as his own tightly gripped pleasure toy that simply shuddered against the width of his impressive girth.

"Mmm.. you always did have the best cunny of all my girls, Pidgeot. You're my top, best lady, you know that right?" He said to her with a smirk, coaxing her on and leaving her slowly working to nod her head in agreement to his statement while that thickness only sped up inside of her.

The juicy need that continued to leak free from her had already coated his thighs, his hips, and even his abs as she was made to remain still while he simply power bottomed her body, thrust up hard and fast into her over and over again in a continuous rhythm of pleasure, power, and domination. His hand even lifting from her figure, reaching around and slapping that solid and muscular ass as he forced it to jiggle in place. The sudden spank and straightened her up, bring her to sit upright on him and with it those thick and massive breasts once again shook directly in his face and left him a free lunch when he went to suckle and taste on them once again in a long and continuous draw that left her thick breasts leaking a creamy white milk to fill his mouth with. With all of this pleasure pulsing through her body on every end she couldn't withstand it anymore and as she gave out a loud call of chirps and song this bird felt her needy slit crush down against that thickness once more and release a heavy wave of her rich female cum to coat over his legs and down across the floor under them. It was something that left her panting, left her purring, and yet he still didn't even seem close to stopping.

The most recently caught pokemon in her ball was made to look on as the Pidgeot was brought to such a sudden and immediate climax. Gasping as she felt her fingers over her own slit while yearning for her turn someday to be able to share in this pleasure, to be able to feel that trainers thick girth inside of her as well. It was a need that would drive her to try and be better, try and be stronger, try and replace this winged bitch that had defeated her so that she could be the top pokemon, the first choice, and the alpha lay for him to indulge in. If it took her to the edges of her life this Articuno would find a way to better her new-found rival and replace her as the one being made to cream across the floor instead of simply cumming over her fingers in a pokeball while she was made to watch their amazing and delicious looking session.

This trainer leaned in close, releasing the milking tits from his mouth to allow them to drench down over his shirt and chest, "I hope you don't think that we're done yet, Pidgeot. I've got a lot more that I want my winning girl to feel from me."

Sitting up he'd slowly pull himself free from her, watching her face as she turned her gaze down to him in a soft an needy chirp as if begging him to continue using his prized pokemon anyway that he wanted to. It was while he went to bring himself to his knees that she'd finally feel her body being guided to turn, to rotate. Those wings no longer wrapping around him, those hands gripping so eagerly to her hips, and with a single and solid thrust he'd once again fill her just as her hands connected to the floor, finding them providing no benefit at all while those milk leaking breasts started to paint the cave floor in their white liquid. Every time he pulled her hips back that body would follow, dragging those heavy and well sized breasts with her only to feel that hard thrust impact her body and send her back forward leaving those same breasts to grind back and forth. Her eyes rolled against the top of her head while her shattered breath worked to try and piece back together any kind of steady airflow that she could manage. What made this more impossible was how quickly he continued to impact her body, continued to drive that shaft into her, spreading her walls and making her chirp out once again in calls of pleasure. She might have been his alpha pokemon, but compared to him she was as submissive as they came and was fully accepting of this, fully loving in how he knew exactly what to do to her in order to keep that body going, keep that heart pumping, and keep that pussy juicing over his lap.

The sound of wet slaps echoed through this alcove, clashing against the very sky while more and more of her inner fluid was ripped out of her body and splattered across every surface it could reach on its way to the ground. She coated him, his abs, his hips, his legs, her well sized rump, her own inner thighs, and even that lower back. The sensation of being used in such a way had driven her tongue from her beak, lolling it out over the ground while drool started to follow. Those eyes no longer looking at anything as they glazed over in pure delight, her talon-like fingers scratching at the stone ground while she kneaded anything she could get her hands on. If this bird was in a fight now then it was clear that she was entirely defeated, at the very mercy of the man that so professionally used her and pushed his meat as far into her depths as he could reach. Not even the slightest sign of fighting back, not even the least bit of resistance could be seen from her as he reached a hand forward in order to grip the base of her wing, pulling her back against his thrusts to only increase their power and lifting those heavy tits off of the ground so that they could swing, sway, and slap against one another as more and more of that milk simply flowed free from their round orbs.

"Mmm... ugh... Pidgeot. I'm going to flood you so well." he told her softly, almost whispering to her as if he didn't want the trapped pokemon to hear what he was saying just now. "You're such a good and hot girl. You'll take your tamers seed, won't you?"

She couldn't even nod her head, panting and struggling to provide any answer at all as the constant wave of soft chirps echoed through her throat, just working to try and keep up with him while she surrendered herself entirely to every single desire that he had. If he wanted to fill her, then she'd allow it, if he wanted to pull out then she wouldn't mind. She was his and this was exactly where she wanted to be. Her duty was to give everything for his pleasure, to make him happy, and if he told her to lay an egg as a result of this then she would do everything in her power to make that happen no matter how impossible. Once again her body shivered, quaked, and moaned just before another thick gush of her bird cum washed from her pussy to coat the cave floor below her, leaving her to feel as this trainer pushed in one final time, slapping his balls against her releasing pussy only to have every single drop that she'd lost replaced with a healthy new splashing coat of human cum gushing into her in heated waves, filling her, spreading her walls even further and leaving her chirping loudly for her trainer so that he could let go of her and allow her to fall back to the floor once again. She'd be left out of her pokeball just long enough to start recovering, and just long enough to deliver a soft and dominant smirk to the Articuno that she'd just helped capture, even running her tongue over the edge of her beak to show just how good this session was that she was made to only watch.