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It didn't take long to pick up Essie's package, and Zoroark waited patiently without causing trouble or trying to distract him. Alex slipped the small parcel into his bag and started towards the exit before Zoroark barred his way.

"Since we're here, do you think we could spend some time outside?" she asked, her large blue eyes wide and innocent. "While it's been fun, I have been stuck inside a lot lately."

Alex narrowed his eyes, but the request seemed reasonable enough. The pokemon center had a small park attached where trainers could exercise their pokemon. Ignoring that tiny voice of warning in the back of his mind, Alex shrugged, then quickly regretted his decision at the broad smile Zoroark offered as an excuse to show off her fangs.

Already resigned to his fate, Alex followed her swaying red mane towards the rear exit. The back of the pokemon center opened out to a large well maintained meadow. Plump green grass spread around a few small but full bodied trees that provided shade. A few other trainers ate lunch with their pokemon or gathered in small groups of two or three to chat and let their pokemon socialize.

Zoroark stretched her arms overhead, back arching, the moment they stepped into the sun. "I've missed this!" She continued off to an out of the way section and flopped onto her belly, fiery red mane spreading around her like a cover of embers glowing in the sun.

Alex couldn't disagree, the sun warm against his skin, and a consistent breeze made for pleasant contrast. Thick grass added a comfortable layer of cushion across fragrant soil, the soft blades cool against his exposed arms and legs. He glanced towards Zoroark, expecting her to tease or impose something scandalous upon him right here in the open, but she appeared content to nap on the green. Letting his eyes drift close, Alex happily indulged her a lazy afternoon.

And- And Alex must have nodded off, because he woke to Zoroark licking his forehead. He blinked blearily up at her wicked grin, her body oriented the opposite way as his so the top of her head pointed towards his feet. A sudden sense of apprehension swirled his insides at the thought of leaving her unsupervised for an unknown amount of time.

"So, you had your fun earlier. I'm going to have mine now." Her voice purred, full of self-satisfied mischief. "Just be a good boy, okay? I don't want you to embarrass me in front of my new friend."

"New friend?" Before Alex had a chance to inquire further, Zoroark crawled over him and lay down, her silky body a warm comfortable weight atop his chest. She nuzzled into his thigh, her pelvis coming to rest just above his face, offering a close up view of her plump black vulva, even her outer lips already glimmering with arousal. The tip of her spade hovered right above his chin. If he raised his head, he could taste her sex.

Motion just out of his range of vision reminded him of her words. New friend. The weight of her atop him, her legs on either side of his face, prevented him from looking around. He didn't have to wait long before the head of a large Houndoom lowered across his vision and began lapping at Zoroark's presented sex.

Alex squeaked in surprise. The other pokemon didn't react, his long flat tongue eagerly tasting Zoroark's folds, gently tugging at her soft lips, glossing them with saliva and her own eager wetness. Zoroark's body shivered atop him, her claws biting into his thighs. Finally Alex realized what was about to happen.

He spoke quietly, self-conscious of the Houndoom currently ignoring him. "Zoroark?"

"Keep that tongue of yours handy." She pulled his shorts up to lick the inside of his thigh. With Zoroark laying atop him instead of raised on her hands and knees, Houndoom simply stepped over her back, giving Alex a brief view of rich cinnamon fur drawn taut over a lean belly and muscular barreled chest. Powerful hind legs stepped worryingly close to Alex's face, large paws tipped by vicious bone white claws, but Alex hardly noticed when confronted with other aspects of the pokemon's anatomy.

Velvet short fur left Houndoom's large sheath obvious, the tip of his pink cock peering from the end, the bulbous swell of a knot lurking deeper within. Heavy round balls swung pendulously as Houndoom positioned himself and lowered his hips, that bright pink tip searching for Zoroark's entrance, heat radiating against Alex's face. Precum erupted across Zoroark's rear, crystalline droplets dousing her sex, her thighs, a drop catching Alex's cheek as it dropped from her pussy. He flinched away from the steaming hot liquid, his hands trapped by his sides, unable to wipe it away.

Fur nearly brushed Alex's nose, already filled by Houndoom's animal musk made sharper by the heat haze rolling of his body. The scent filled Alex's head until he could taste it, raw and masculine. Houndoom's tip caught soft flesh, the teardrop shape of Zoroark's sex guiding him to her center, her body tensing.

Houndoom growled in triumph and drove his hips home. Zoroark snarled. Alex saw little. Though Zoroark's hips jerked upwards at the forceful penetration, the position still left Houndoom's large balls swinging in and out of Alex's vision, some thrusts dragging warm velvety fur across his face, letting him feel their dense weight against his cheek or feel them part around the bridge of his nose.

He heard more than saw Houndoom rut her. The quickly swelling knot at his base worked in and out of Zoroark's wet lips, playing an eclectic mix of wet sucking noises and satisfying squelches. Some of that wet dripped onto Alex's neck, his chin, his lips, a shock of heat, quickly cooling and tickling down his neck. He had no recourse but to watch and listen, taste the salt of Houndoom's pre mix with Zoroark's familiar subtle tang. Glossy black fur rippling over the savage musculature of Houndoom's hind legs, now used to bury his strange canine anatomy between Zoroark's thighs, somehow finding room inside her lean tummy.

Alex could never compare to such a creature. A few flashes of angry red flesh showed him just how large that knot could swell, stretching Zoroark's plush lips around him. When he pulled out, those fleshy lips stretched taut, Houndoom's knot distending Zoroark's plump entrance before his massive knot popped free. Milky drops of pre and Zoroark's own wetness spattered Alex's cheeks and neck as Zoroark's pussy sprang down Houndoom's bloated shaft. Shame crept through Alex's chest, awed by the bestial display.

Zoroark whined, her hips twitching lower, pressing against Alex as if fleeing towards him for safety, to escape Houndoom's relentless assault. Zoroark's body stiffened, her soft cries silenced, and a threatening rumble vibrated through Houndoom's broad chest. Alex could only imagine how Houndoom gripped her neck between his jaws, asserting his conquest, the thick knot forcing her to bear the entirety of his release with equal unrelenting ferocity.

Alex saw Houndoom's hips slow, the last moments of that massive bloated knot straining against Zoroark's reluctant pussy before his obscene size disappeared, leaving only the deceptive root of his cock visible. Zoroark shuddered, and Houndoom finally grew still, his chest heaving in a quick pant, his heavy balls twitching eagerly, flooding Zoroark's womb with boiling seed.

The display left Alex in a daze, heady scent swirling around his senses. A soft weight lay against his own throbbing erection. From weak grumble that vibrated against his cock, Zoroark had dropped her head between his legs.

"Well?" she snapped in a beleaguered tone.

Alex blushed. Jealousy wound throughout his thoughts at being forced to watch a strange pokemon ravage Zoroark. Zoroark, who he- His thoughts twisted, contorted around what he was willing to admit, even subconsciously to himself. He didn't know what he felt. Not that it mattered. She was Essie's pokemon. And now he had an intimate display what he could never do for her, the stark difference between species, perhaps even something inherent to him.

What made it worse was how much he still wanted to please her, and his willingness to obey. Growling to himself, Alex lifted his head. Houndoom's heavy, uncomfortably warm balls settled against Alex's cheek and pulsed in a constant reminder of how much cum Houndoom could continue pumping into Zoroark. Alex's nose pressed against the side of Houndoom's sheath in an attempt to get his lips to Zoroark's abused pussy.

The tang of sex and salty bite of something more masculine met his tongue, the heat of their bodies making his head spin. Even the comparatively thin root of Houndoom's cock left her stretched tight enough he couldn't worm his tongue between her folds, so in an attempt to obey Zoroark, he pleasured their inseparable anatomy, lapping at Zoroark's sodden lips and Houndoom's slick blazing cock.

Neither gave any indication that they noticed, other than that Zoroark didn't claw up his legs. The effort left an ache in his neck, but he didn't relent, instead losing himself in the primal beauty of their mating. Houndoom's shaft pulsed in a steady, consistent rhythm, his shaft bloating for a brief instant that let Alex imagine the seed flowing just beneath his tongue on the way to Zoroark's womb. As if in response to Houndoom's endless virility, Zoroark's own body squeezed and clenched, a slower, coercive tensing. He wished he could stroke Zoroark's belly, to feel how that squeeze traveled up her pelvis, coaxing Houndoom to hold nothing back, that he'd never need to breed another.

Alex's own insignificant length twitched hard against Zoroark's chin, though if she even noticed, didn't give so much as a half-hearted nuzzle in return. Not that he could blame her. Even with Zoroark's sex at his lips and the unbidden resentment he felt towards Houndoom, Alex found himself drawn to the male pokemon, finding his tongue lavishing Houndoom's glossy pink flesh, his tongue barely brushing against Zoroark's sex. While Houndoom's shaft remained locked within Zoroark's body, Alex could feel Zoroark's normally rubbery lips stretched to their limit, offering little give to his tongue. In fact her entire vulva distended, forced to endure Houndoom's tie.

Finally Alex felt Zoroark stir, and she absently licked at his thigh, he soft tongue dragging against his sensitive skin, the motion causing her chin to tease his cock. Despite the layers of clothing between them, pleasure wound through his hips, and Alex could feel precum soaking into the underwear straining to contain his shaft.

Every so often, Houndoom would shift, tugging his cock, testing Zoroark's unyielding grip. Zoroark snarled at him, her tongue halting on Alex's thigh until Houndoom settled back down, and Zoroark would continue as long as Alex did as well, his neck aching. From underneath the two, it was easy to forget that the three of them lay fully out in the open right outside a crowded pokemon center. But when he did think about it, he could only remember Lucario, and hope that Zoroark had a little more concern for the two of them.

The heat, two bodies bearing down atop him, Alex felt himself drift as Houndoom continued to breed Zoroark. Alex couldn't imagine how much cum swelled her belly, filled her womb beyond its capacity. Would she get pregnant from this? Alex tried to continue lapping at her sex, what little of her he could reach, but the pleasure of Zoroark's tongue continuing up his inner thigh, the way she brushed his length with each lick, the heat lulling his mind towards dreamy bliss.

Alex rolled his face against Houndoom's large balls, their dense heat so soft and heavy against his face, his nose gently parting the twin orbs, silky fur whispering across his parted lips, the subtle bounce when he released yet another pulse. Alex could taste him from his scent already, and without thinking, he drew one of Houndoom's balls into his mouth. Taking the furry orb between his lips stretched his jaw to aching, gagging him.

Without warning, the pleasure slowly building in Alex's pelvis grew sharp, driving deep into his gut. Alex whimpered around Houndoom's sack as warmth blossomed around the tip of his spasming cock. His eyes fluttered closed, mind filled with pleasure and the charred musky scent and taste of Houndoom, of sex. A tension washed from his shoulders and neck, head slumping to rest on the soft grass and Houndoom's ball popping free. His brief but overwhelming orgasm scorched through his body, vision blurring, chest heaving beneath Zoroark's comfortable weight with each panting breath.

A soft laugh drifted up from his hips, and Zoroark ceased licking him, letting her chin come to rest on his crotch, emphasizing the cooling discomfort trapped inside his pants. Houndoom shifted once more, and Alex could only hold his breath as large paws, each adorned by a trio of wicked ivory claws, shifted mere inches from his face.

Sunlight peaked between the pokemon, Houndoom and Zoroark now rump to rump with only the slender root of Houndoom's cock connecting their bodies, Zoroark's lips straining to retain him. While Zoroark's hips raised at Houndoom's tugging, her calves drew in around Alex's face, gripping his head tight.

It happened in slow motion, the way Zoroark's lips clung hard around Houndoom's knot, loathe to let go, her body distending from her hips, glistening black pussy following Houndoom's retreating cock until she reached her limit. Her lips spread, unwillingly divulging Houndoom's bulbous knot, glossy flesh a deep flushed pink, veins spidering his bloated curves. Alex wished he could have paused time right then, to marvel at just how wide he stretched her lips before popping free.

Cum poured over Alex's face, through his parted lips, eyes instinctively snapping shut as the image burned itself into his brain. Thick salty fluid struck his tongue, covered his cheeks, flowed down his neck and chin and collarbone, wetting his shirt. He grunted at the bitter salty taste, flinching though Zoroark's legs stopped him from turning away.

Alex gasped, wiping his eyes only to realize he had nothing to wipe Houndoom's thick cum on, grass proving an ineffective assistance. A trickle continued to leak from deeper inside Zoroark, sometimes a few drops, each holding to her gaping lips by a milky strand, other times a rivulet that glazed Alex's cheek. Her hips sank back towards him.

"You're not done yet, pup." Pleasured exhaustion left Zoroark's voice slow and honeyed, a slow purr running through her chest. Her rump stopped just shy of the mess covering Alex's face.

His hand grasped her hips, and he carefully pulled his lips between her thighs. Her entrance gaped slightly, barely noticeable save for how much time he spent admiring this view. Cum formed milky strands which slowly descended before dropping to his collar, shirt already growing heavy.

Houndoom's seed. Alex tightened his grip on Zoroark's round hips, her fur thick between his fingers, and began his task. Her lips didn't squeeze him like he remembered, instead allowing his tongue deep into her slick tunnel, her own delicate taste drowned out by Houndoom's overpowering presence.

When Zoroark drew herself up, a quiet shudder running up her body, cum flowed from her depths and into Alex's waiting lips. He drank from her, drank another male's seed, Houndoom's inhuman virility. Alex choked it down, gagging silently as he felt it cling to his tongue and the walls of his throat, marking him with Houndoom's scent.

Zoroark pulled away only to turn herself around. Alex hadn't noticed Houndoom leave, but he and Zoroark were now alone. Zoroark smiled down at him, her icy blue eyes sharp and mischievous. Red claws ran gently through his hair.

"Such a good boy, aren't you?" She leaned down, eyes fluttering shut as she dragged her tongue across Alex's cheek and the sheen of cum that still covered him. "You seemed to enjoy that quite thoroughly, didn't you?" She reached back to further smear the uncomfortable mess in his pants against his body. "And they say humans can't be trained. Perhaps I'll have to indulge you like this more regularly, hmm?"

Alex tried to look away from her predatory gaze, but instead found both of her paws forcing him back between her legs. He didn't resist, instead searching for that hard nub just insider her loosened lips. He sucked her plush lips into his mouth, tongue playing across her clit, massaging her abused walls before returning to her stiff nub.

Zoroark groaned happily, claws raking his scalp. Ragged panting breaths hissed between her bared fangs, her lithe body writhing, thighs fluttering. "Mine!" Zoroark snarled and crushed her pussy against him, grinding against his cum-slicked face to ride out her orgasm. Her entire body shook, and she had to release one of her paws from the back of his head to hold herself upright.

Alex could hear the howl held in her chest, low snarls ripping through the air, her body wilting until her forehead rest upon the grass somewhere above Alex's head, his tongue caressing her clit and admiring the remaining strength of her pussy, wringing his tongue and convulsing as if it still had a mate to milk despite a gravid womb.

Zoroark pushed him away, maw snapping, eyes wild. The savage energy burnt away in a flash, and she relaxed, sidling up against Alex's side. Her breath hissed against his cheek, and she returned to savoring the taste of Houndoom's cum from his skin. For a long while, she lavished him in gentle licks, dutifully grooming him.

When Zoroark approached his lips, she tilted his head towards her. The soft tug of her flat tongue tenderly parted at his lips just enough to slip between. Her large paw held their bodies close, and she continued even after claiming the last trace of Houndoom's seed from his lips. Alex felt himself grow hard again, stirring the unpleasant mixture of cum and cloth.

Zoroark stopped, smiling wearily, red fur accents outlining her fierce eyes like war paint. "I didn't expect you to take that so willingly." She licked at his lips for a moment longer. "He was impressive, wasn't he?" White fangs flashed in the sunlight. Alex blushed and tried to look away, but Zoroark didn't let him. "But he isn't mine like you are."