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Hard as Stone

Tracy’s arrival at the poke’mon Nursery was met with a strained smile. Though she hated parting with them, Tracy needed to attend to personal matters for a few days that didn’t involve having her motherly morphs tag along, and she figured a Nursery would be the best place. More so, expert trainers and breeders noted how strong her girls were. A powerful Nidoqueen and Khangaskhan (or Khangasmom Tracy liked to joke) were gems indeed, potentially leading to promising offspring.

While Tracy wasn’t as much an avid battler anymore, she’d contemplated starting a pseudo family with a newly acquired house just down the Route. Lavender, her Nidoqueen, had been with Trace since she was a wee Nidorina, and Hazel was the second acquisition not long after. Because of their size (and frankly curvaceous frames) the duo cemented themselves as the “mothers” of Tracy’s team. They were dear to Trace, enough that when it came time to release the other wild catches, they couldn’t part with their trainer, and neither could Tracy. Therefore, “settling down” with the two to perhaps explore a simpler life outside of battling sounded heavenly.

As for the Nursery, Tracy tilted her head, confused. The keep chuckled.

“What’s goin’ on?” asked Tracy, tossing back her locks of brown hair. “Did. . . something happen?”

The attendant added another laugh. “Well, em, it’s more that nothing happened. I know you were eager for some good news, but it appears your girls have denied all potential suitors. In fact, just about every male at the Nursery tried to propose, but both ladies had no interest.”

Tracy blinked, surprised. “What, really?”

She couldn’t believe it. It wasn’t like her gals were unappealing. The opposite, actually. They uh, were damn good looking. Tracy didn’t care that they were morphs, it was impossible to ignore that both Lav and Haze were equipped with wide, motherly hips, plump breasts, and thick, full rumps. She had to stop herself from staring whenever they did a little bend. . . or even when they walked around.

In any case, Tracy tried not to worry about it. Probably wasn’t the best time? She admittedly didn’t know too much about breeding preferences and, perhaps, all the recent changes in the trio’s lives made things too hectic. They could always try again. She signed off the release papers and met Hazel and Lavender.

At once, the tall, busty gals instantly embraced their smaller trainer in a dual hug.

“Girls!” Tracy said (or tried to, muffled by their hugs). She was smothered by a busty siege of fat, hefty breasts, Hazel and Lavender’s chests completely encompassing the young girl as they hugged her in unison. Tracy blushed, doing her best to hug them back, though struggled to get her arms around Poke’morph’s curvy waists.

“Aha, I see your girls are very affectionate,” chuckled the attendant. When the duo released Tracy, she wiped a lock of hair from her brow and shrugged.

“Huh?” What did that mean? Lavender and Hazel had always been this way! Right?

“Eh, whatever. Alright ladies, c’mon. Time to head home.”

-*-

Hazel and Lavender had always liked Tracy more than just a trainer. They saw her as a partner, someone to protect and care for. But it went well beyond that too. They imagined a life of intimacy, of a relationship exploring the ravenous boundaries of morph and human relationships. During their stay at the Nursery, the attendant noticed this. Subtle body language and the duo’s constant denial of mail suitors clued the receptionist in on deeper meaning. And so, before they left, the receptionist provided something that would enable the Nidoqueen and Kengasmom to truly show much they wanted Tracy.

A rare but functional Futanite stone. Stones of evolutionary nature were everywhere, but this one would grant the motherly morphs a special asset for their beloved trainer. Tracy was still a virgin and deserved to be with a pair of partners that cared about her, and so, the two gleefully took the stone and intended to use it. While it was “different,” they could get used to it fast.

The stone was special, only usable by female poke’mon. It was used for breeding, perhaps in times where other appropriate partners were not available (or for couples to breed without special help). This would allow Lavender and Hazel to finally make love to their trainer. They’d developed feelings for Tracy, though didn’t know how to express it in earnest or even act on it. But with a Futanite stone? That’d change soon enough.

The journey to their new home was thankfully brief, a small but sizeable homestead suitable for at least three (and then some). Tracy gave her motherly morphs a brief tour of the new place, smiling and showing off all its various nooks. It was indeed enough to suit a whole family, privacy included, tucked away from the busier roads (and safe from wayward trainers looking for a scrap). It was secluded, and Tracy liked it that way. It was hard to deal with the business of ravaging trainer life, and frankly, she wanted the girls all to herself – in a manner of speaking.

After a lengthy day, she decided to retire and bathe, hoping Lavender and Hazel would find comfort in their new home.

-*-

In the evening, Tracy finished her shower, drying off the dust of the day, tossing her towel to the side. Despite her youth she still maintained a shapely figure, with perky breasts and a buxom bottom. Yawning, she shuffled into her bedroom.

. . .only to find she wasn’t alone. No, rather her two favored morphs were also there, having crept in when Tracy was showering. But they were different. Their gazes maintained a “come hither” look, wearing mischievous grins. Their shapely bodies were on display, and oh my Arceus. Tracy gawked, because the pair wasn’t just towering over the girl with their hefty tits and fat wide hips. They were sporting thick, virile cocks. Lav had a pulsing, purple member that dribbled with presex, shivering and twitching at the sight of Tracy, while Hazel spored a faded pink plump cock.

How did this happen? Tracy flushed, her cheeks going red. Something about seeing her girls so endowed sent spikes of newfound feelings throughout her.

“H-huh? W-what are you guys. . . MMF!”

But before Tracy could finish her words, they were upon her. Or rather, Lavender embraced Tracy, smothering her in her fat, bouncing tits, kissing Tracy and quieting her. At once, Tracy was consumed in a sandwich of heat. She felt Hazel behind her, the Kengasmom squishing against her matron counterpart, their fat busts bouncing and rolling against the other, nips brushing against sensitive tips as they suffocated Tracy in a sea of cleavage.

“GMF!” Tracy yelped, entirely muffled. The girls proceeded to giggle and bouncing their heaving tits together, wiggling their chests as to wobble Tracy around in the lewd embrace. As they did, Tracy felt another hot rush, this time between her legs. Oh Arceus, their throbbing, fat poke’dicks were teasing her lips, rubbing against the underside. On a whim, Hazel thrust her hips in several delicate sweeps, using Tracy’s supple thighs to rub and massage the new, needy Futanite cock. Tracy gasped, her breath clouding the air with aroused steam.

This was all so much, so fast. Sometimes, on her lonelier nights, she wondered about sleeping with Hazel and Lavender. But never in a thousand years did she imagine they’d be so forward. . . and packing juicy, thick plump cocks either! Tracy felt herself drool a little, wondering what could be. A new whirlwind of unexpected wants sieged her mind and body, her lower lips quivering and getting dewy with arousal.

Lavender released Tracy from the long, loving kiss, having licked and toyed with Tracy’s tongue. The mighty Nidoqueen looked down at her beloved trainer, and then glanced at the bed. By convenient design, it appeared said cozy furnishing was perfect for a trio! Tracy noticed this too, panting as she looked up at Lavender.

“W-what are you thinking? You guys aren’t gonna. . .”

What? Pound her tight, supple holes with their new, thick poke’dicks? Take turns filling her with cum? No wonder the duo turned down every male at the Nursery, they only had eyes for Tracy!

“Mmhm,” the duo growled, nodding to each other. With great strength, Lavender hoisted Tracy up, pinning her legs to her chest, threatening to probe Tracy’s virile pussy with every inch of Hazel’s new, massive poke’dick. The member was pulsing and throbbing, the tip nuzzling Tracy’s out lips as the younger gal squeaked, staring down in awe at the thick fuckmeat. She huffed in excitement, her holes exposed, wondering if she could even take her girls if they plowed her like this.

Again, Hazel teased Tracy’s suckling pussy by rubbing the thick poke’cock between the thighs, threatening her trainer with easily ten inches of massive meat. Lavender chuckled, stroking her own divine meat, smacking it against Tracy’s labia and grinning. Tracy shuddered again, biting her lip as she gazed at the massive pike. She hadn’t been with anyone in. . . a while, always feeling herself closer to Hazel and Lavender. The prospect of getting “banged and bred” by the two beautiful matrons was an opportunity too good to pass up.

“Unf, y-you guys,” whimpered Tracy. “Really gonna tease me like this?”

The two motherly poke’morphs grinned at the other, deciding not to “torment” their beloved trainer any further. Dazed, Tracy felt herself carried to the bed and pushed to the covers, staring at the ceiling in foggy disbelief. But she wouldn’t have much time to breathe, as the Kangasmom made herself comfortable by crawling atop Tracy and planting her massive, thick rump upon Tracy’s face. At once, the buxom bottomed Kangasmom bounced and wiggled her fat rear upon Tracy’s head, tossing the fat ass in little hops and dives. The resounding smacks filled the room, Tracy getting a mouthful of Hazel’s supple, juicy pussy.

“Bmmrmfk!”

Tracy’s entire head was completely eclipsed by the massive rear, her hands and arms struggling to embrace the thick, plump cheeks with her grasp. Still, she managed to get a palmful, taking brief enjoyment in the wide, buxom button using her face as a cushion. Never before had she gotten a taste of Hazel’s pussy, so she mouthed at the juicy lips and squeezed the taut, firm bottom bouncing and wiggling upon her. It was so much, and Tracy was half concerned she’d suffocate! Though, suppose there were worse ways to go, being buried underneath a poke’mom wasn’t so bad.

“Mmmhm,” growled Hazel, her head arching as the light caught her soft, beige scales and horns. The Kangasmom proceeded to take her clawed hands and grip her hefty tits, squeezing and rolling palms over the wide, sensitive nips. Her fat motherly cock stood proud and ready, continuously twitching, eager for satisfaction.

Lavender, meanwhile, took initiative upon seeing Hazel’s thick member. The naughty Nidoqueen crept forward, positioning herself so that her massive tits slipped around Hazel’s inches. Hazel let out an approving huff, eyes locking to her fellow poke’morph as the bouncy, busty chest engulfed the twitching cock. Now, Hazel was preoccupied with teasing Tracy’s face with her sordid bounces and having her companion matron please her immense rod.

Tracy continued to squirm under the attention, her eyes watering and face hot red while Lavender jiggled her thick front. The NILF assaulted Hazel with lustful attentions, choking the gigantic shaft with rises and dives, squishing the bulging pike with a tight tit-grip. Fast rises and dives proceeded soon after, the smack of Lavender’s juicy bosom sending lewd claps around the room. The interior became a perverse orchestra, a song of decadent moans, growls, and breaths, Hazel proceeding to counter Lavender’s motions with her own thrusts – though careful enough not to “collide” with her trainer in the process.

Hazel and Lavender locked eyes while the Nidoqueen licked and suckled at Hazel’s bulbous tip, slurping in lewd, graceless motions, ravenous for the taste of her partner. All the while her thick bosom continued to squeeze and massage the Futanite erection, squeezing hard as the silky, velvety scales caressed the sensitive inches.

However, their goals shifted. Aroused and incensed, the two poke’moms eagerly shifted gears as the prospect of breeding Tracy’s delectable virgin pussy was too good to pass up. Here, the Nidoqueen released Hazel’s cock and instead pressed her scaled lips against Tracy’s labia, dipping her thick tongue into the dribbling walls. Tracy yelped as her walls and cunt were abruptly filled with exploring poke’morph tongue, dipping in and out of the juicy tunnel, lapping at her sensitive clitoral nub. As for Hazel, she glanced black at the helpless Tracy, taking her Futanite-cock and pressing it between Tracy’s perky bust. Tracy couldn’t see the immense flank between her bust, but she could definitely feel it.

“Whoa, wait a minute. . .” said Tracy, still muffled. The cock was huge! The weight was heavy on her chest and she couldn’t even imagine getting her plump bust around it. However, Hazel easily made due, pinching Tracy’s sensitive nips and pressing the perky front together, forcing it to squeeze and massage the Kangaskan's fat length.

At once, Hazel rubbed her glistening inches between the human’s bouncy breasts, squeezing and yanking at the pretty pink nipples as she thrust in animalistic fashion. Her partner assaulted Tracy’s pussy with a flurry of licks, lapping and exploring the tight walls with her hot, wet tongue.

“O-ohh! Nnh! Ohfuck!” Tracy whined. “Oh A-Arceus!”

The overwhelming stimuli flooding Tracy’s body muddled her words and mind. Lavender was going so deep with only her tongue, a foreshadow of what was to come. In the meantime, Hazel happily toyed with Tracy’s tits, smacking her Futanite cock on the soft breasts, thrusting between the bosom’s grasp in swift, rutting motions. Tracy’s breasts were supple and slippery thanks to the presex dribbling from Hazel’s “new” inches, providing seamless friction between her swaying hips.

This I-is crazy! Tracy thought. It’s too m-much! I can’t hold back! I’m gonna fucking lose it!

But as if in unison of teasing, the motherly Poke’milfs were not content to let Tracy cum yet, and they wanted to keep their newfound seed especially for their beloved trainer. Releasing Tracy from her “prison,” Hazel shifted positions, as did Lavender – who took a few final laps of Tracy’s tasty, sodden cunt. Instead, Tracy once again found herself between the massive mothers, but this time their cocks threatened her holes with breeding intent.

“W-what are you two. . .” sputtered Tracy, biting her lip as she stared at the imposing cocks. Lavender was in front with Hazel behind, lifting Tracy above her throbbing mast. Tracy could only watch with hapless bewilderment as they positioned their bellends against her juicy pussy lips and tight anal hole, prodding the entrances and chuckling between themselves.

Before another word, the two plunged their pulsing Futanite cocks into the awaiting holes with one swift, slow motion. Tracy gasped, her breath caught as her head arched, feeling the hot, twitching meat penetrate her. Her belly bulged and tight pink ring stretched as her smaller body was pushed to its limits, the slick inches filling her to the brim.

“OONNFFUCK!” Tracy yelped as the two mothermorphs used her to their satisfaction. Hazel shifted to lie on her back, her fat juicy breasts squeezing Tracy’s head while Lavender took position over the girl, beginning a slow but ferocious series of thrusts. Hazel did the same, slamming her hips upward to smack against Tracy’s supple ass, breeding her anal hole as the two used Tracy like their personal plaything.

The bedroom shifted into a sordid orchestra of gruff growls and muffled moans, complimented by the rough smacks of enhanced poke’cock drilling into the Trainer’s supple pussy. Presex dribbled from the slippery lengths, pooling into the sheets, creating a sloppy mess of sex as the mother pair continued to remorselessly fuck their beloved girl with an intimate yet ferocious desire. Tracy was consumed in the best of ways, the disbelief of the events fading fast as wonderment shifted into pure desire.

“YES!” she cried. “ARCEUS, G-GOD! GIRLS! FUCK ME!”

The two did as instructed. They paused, glancing at the other, giving a nod and a grin. Then, with a burst of renewed gusto, the two slammed their hefty dicks into Tracy’s awaiting womb and anal hole, pushing the young Trainer to the brink. Their cocks twitched and shivered, approaching climax. Tracy was like a ragdoll, at the mercy of her beautiful, powerful girls. Their bosoms bounced in unison, nips smacking together as they feverishly pounded Tracy into a wondrous submission. Tracy moaned and whined as she was turned into a shivering, fucked-stupid mess, gasping as she sensed their peak. In perfect harmony, both the Kengasmom and Nidoqueen PILF hit their peak, cocks bursting with an explosion sea of seed. Fat ropes of hot white filled every bit of Tracy, her belly and womb bulging as her insides were flooded with a deluge of potent essence.

“GAGH!”

Tracy’s eyes rolled back, her gaze hitting the ceiling as she nearly feinted from the surge of cum and bliss. She hit her own peak, squirting in a delightful peak as the motherly poke’morphs froze, letting their massive prongs of meat shudder and finish inside her.

However, the night was barely done. They withdrew their cocks, letting seed spill from the ravaged holes, leaving Tracy a sputtering, limp mess on the bed. Steamy breaths left Tracy, her perky ass raised in the air, oozing with cum. But before she knew it, the girls had their way again and again. They took turns using her slick mouth to use Tracy’s throat like an adequate cock sock, switching between each orifice. Hazel would fuck Tracy from behind, pounding her pussy, cum, then allow Lavender to take another “swing.”

It was luck the homestead was so safely tucked away from the roads and busy towns, otherwise a clear, audible chorus of loud, raunchy fucking would’ve filled the air. Tracy didn’t know where those fancy Futanite stones came from, but she was glad they existed. Though she lacked the tempting stamina of her beloved poke’girls, she was eager to let them use her any way they wished. She was filled with their potent new seed, happy to be a breeding toy since Hazel and Lavender rejected all others.

She could only hope this was a “permanent” change, as it felt like the fun was only just beginning. . .

-*-

Their respite was brief. Tracy awoke on the bed, dizzy from the previous fucking, having faded out. How long? She didn’t really know. What she did know, however, is that her temporary rest gave her a newfound energy and lust. She wondered at first if her experience with Lavender and Hazel was a wild dream, but when she glanced down at her tingling pussy and bloated womb, reality set in. More so, she wanted more.

The girls were not in the bedroom, so Tracy rose from the messy sheets and briefly cleaned herself off. She discovered the motherly figures downstairs, reclining on one of the furnished couches. Of course, said couch wheezed and bent at their immense fat asses and curvaceous, generous figures. The Khengasmom and Nidoqueen glanced at their beloved trainer’s approach, sharing a smirk.

At first, Tracy wondered if their plump, meaty cocks had dissipated. After all, the effect of transforming stones on poke’morphs was temporary. But much to Tracy’s delight, they were still bequeathed with those delicious, throbbing inches.

This time, Tracy was ready. She sauntered over to them, in the nake, her perky breasts providing gentle tosses as she danced her hips from side to side in tantalizing fashion. “Mm, girls, thought you could hide, mm?”

A ravenous hunger overcame Tracy. Her mind was cloudy with newfound wants and desires. She wanted the two to fill her, breed her, fertilize her womb with their endless bounties of seed. She wanted them to bend her over and fill her tight holes whenever they wanted and use her like their personal cock sock.

“My queens need service, I think. . .”

The years of travelling with the two had enamored Tracy to the girls, creating an unshakeable bond. And now that bond had finally ignited into unbridled desire, desire that was suffocated by the professional demands of a Trainer. But they had their own home now, and Tracy intended to make good use of the privacy. So, she dropped to her knees in servile fashion, plump bottom dancing from side to side as she crawled to the mighty queens.

It didn’t take an Alakazam’s IQ to see where this was going. Lavender and Hazel blushed and shared a gruff “ooh” as Tracy took their juicy cocks in her hands, the utterly massive poles of meat throbbing and twitching. Tracy smacked her face hard with each cock, rubbing the tips against her face, her features morphing and shifting as she stroked their inches and slapped her visage in demeaning fashion with them. She used her tongue to lap and suckle on each, resting the tips upon her tongue and looking up at them, smiling and laughing.

“Like this?” Tracy said, voice muffled by the immense poles of fuckmeat pressed against her. Without another word, she forced the crowns of Lav and Hazel’s cock into her mouth, struggling to suck on each, wanting nothing more than to worship their hefty flanks of poke’dick.

At once, Tracy traded each cock. She first went to Hazel, slurping and mouthing at the purple mast, embracing it into her mouth as she shoved her head on the fat inches. It was difficult, Tracy coughing, gagging, sputtering and choking as she tried to bury it into her throat. Lavender, of course, was happy to help, her clawed hand coming to the back of Tracy’s head and slamming it deep into her Trainer’s oral hole. Tracy yelped, of course, her throat bulging wide as rivers of presex and saliva dribbled from her chin. Her eyes watered and cheeks went bright red, mascara rushing down her face as the entirety of her throat was stuffed with mighty queen cock.

Lavender chuckled, standing now, watching Tracy wrap her lips around the purple flesh and bounce her mouth upon it. This incurred a loud purr of moans from the Nidoqueen, while her fellow poke’mother gazed in fascination. Hazel proceeded to stroke her own cock while Tracy serviced the Nidoqueen, slurping and coughing as she did. Lavender, grinning, only grew in excitement. She grabbed Tracy’s head with both claws and proceeded to brutally punish and fuck Tracy’s mouth. Her massive, dominating hips swung forward with immense strength, rapidly bashing her cock forward. An unrelenting series of thrusts proceeded, Tracy’s mouth a tight, hot, wet hole for Lavender to use.

Hazel was not interested in being ignored. She stood as well, observing Tracy’s face turn red, rivers of messy saliva and sex gushing from her used mouth. Seeing her partner want a turn, Lavender released the Trainer, allowing Tracy to have a brief moment of reprieve. Tracy gasped and coughed again, sucking in air as her messy mouth was a drenched, sodden mess of servitude.

“Offnuck, fffffuck. . .” Tracy slurred, yelping as Hazel grabbed her hair and roughly forced her lips onto the beige cocktip.

Hazel grinned, taking her fat meat and thumping Tracy’s cheeks with it, rubbing the tip against Tracy’s soft lips before jamming her inches into Tracy’s mouth. She repeated her partner’s actions, ramming and pumping her generous, bulky inches into the Trainer’s tight throat. Once again, Tracy sputtered and gagged as her mouth was shaped to slavishly worship and throat her beloved poke’mom, and she loved every second of it.

Fill me, use me, fuck me! She thought, her body hot and ripe, pussy lips quivering and glistening with slick dew.

As the two used Tracy like their personal toy, they exchanged Tracy, fucking her face as their cocks trembled to life. At once, Lavender roared as a river of seed exploded from her tip, ropes of sticky hot white flooding Tracy’s throat and filling her belly. The excess seed poured from Tracy’s lips as she swallowed and yelped, her mouth pushed all the way to Lavender’s belly while the Nidoqueen poured potent cum into the Trainer.

She yanked off Tracy, only for Hazel to do the same. Hazel grabbed Tracy’s head and stroked herself to completion with Tracy’s soaked throat, flooding the Trainer with yet more motherly cum. Tracy’s eyes rolled back, her face fucked utterly stupid, belly bloated and bulging from the deluge of delicious issue. Finally, when Hazel released her grip, the two poke’morphs finished off by stroking their lengths, splattering the trainer with heavy splashes of gooey white.

Tracy remained on her knees, her mouth soaked and flooded, her body drenched in poke’cum, panting and gasping for air. As a final act of dominance, Lavender and Hazel let their meaty cocks rest on her face, showing their Trainer just how much they loved her submissive actions.

The day was filled with much of the same. Every other hour the two Poke’moms took turns relentlessly fucking Tracy in every position they could manage until Tracy was barely coherent. The sun faded and fizzled into a hot evening of endless sex, and Tracy enjoyed every second of it.

Thank Arceus she got those Futanite stones.