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“You know well those are not my doings! For… Twenty years, I've worked to foster and ensure this company's growth! You cannot believe those reports! It would be against my interest! And yours!"

“We perfectly understand your position. But the numbers don't lie. And even if it isn't you, someone with enough influence has been embezzling for years. Now, we cannot let the government investigate our files. You should have noticed it."

“Yes, yes. They-“

“It would destroy the trust the public has in us. You know how important it is, Arceus. Someone has to take the blame, and without a-“

“I WON'T GIVE YOU A SCAPEGOAT!"

“Without a name, we must turn our attention to you."

As Arceus' eyes glared at the board, he didn't see any support. All his efforts, all his time spent wrangling investors, and leading the company forward had been for nothing. His throat tightened as he tried to remain still. But he was seething. His eyes were darted forward, green with fury and frustration at the shareholders who remained seated like judges before a criminal. They crossed their hands, reclined, or even looked at their files without paying him attention. They had already decided what would happen to him. And he turned his heels.

“WAIT! We mus-“

“You can decide on your own! I need to clear my head!" roared Arceus as he turned towards the double wooden doors and stepped outside. Beneath his feet, the red carpet was gone, replaced by the tiles echoing against his golden hooves. He stomped onward as he adjusted the suit he wore today, from the brown vest to the white shirt, even the gray pants. He checked it all before passing a hand over his forehead, right between the protruding horns on either side. He sighed, his mask crumbling and leaving behind a shell… An anger he wore despite his mouth hidden by his natural armor.

“It didn't go as well as you thought?" asked a voice, distant and eerie. Coming from nowhere until a shadow formed out of the wall, and another Pokemon passed through. Giratina. Wide-shouldered, with a robust build, and wearing a slightly less formal attire, he seemed oddly relaxed. Which went along the t-shirt “Have you tried to reboot your brain?" he wore on every occasion onto his bulging body, of red, dark, gray, and golden scales.

“Not at all," mumbled Arceus before the Dragon's red eyes, signaling him to tag along while they advanced along the long corridor. There was a breakroom, somewhere. Maybe in another building.

“Care to elaborate? It's not the first time you had to put up with the board," said Giratina, his tail wagging and his feet stomping on the carpet.

“Someone has been embezzling. The internal investigation has found no traces of the suspect, but the results are out. Either I point someone out, or they're giving me the boot."

“They can't."

“They can; I'm no longer holding the majority of shares. They will can me or something close, it's certain."

“Bah. If they do, you could fight them. The employees care for you. Plus, it's not like you could appeal or something-“

“Are you planning to join the legal department, Giratina?"

A third voice cut through the exchange. One from behind, which seemed to have been a mere breath away. As the green and red eyes turned, they faced one board member. Hoopa. Purple hair bound, bouncy, smiling with his flowing and flying hands all joined behind him in an expression of solemn condolences. Yet, his eyes glimmered with a certain… Malice? Especially as he focused on Giratina, who sighed and scratched his left horn.

“No. I'm talking with my Dad about your shitty ploy, is that a problem?"

“Not really," acquiesced Hoopa, nodding though he didn't seem to be going along. “I come with an offer from the board."

“Naturally. More like you drafted it hours ago and forced the others to follow?"

“Giratina!"

Arceus' cry almost echoed within the corridor. Frustration could be seen as the old CEO clenched his fist and focused on his son whose demeanor changed, became… Tense. But, finally, the Dragon relented, and his hands dropped beside his waist.

“You can go back to your department-“

“No, let him stay. So he can witness our offer."

Arceus' brows lifted as he turned to Hoopa. With the majority of shares, he was the one in power here. He could sway the board and… If he came as their representative, Arceus had to listen… Whether he wanted it or not.

“The board's actions might have been rash-“

“Cut to the chase," snarled Arceus, his mouth hidden though his teeth were grinding against one another.

“The Board is willing to continue the investigation through a third party, uninvolved in our internal affairs. However, they still need someone to take the fall on the moment's notice. If you accept it, you'll be assigned to the R&D Department while the investigation continues."

“It's a demotion, then. Are you serious?" butted in Giratina, crossing his arms over his chest.

“Yes, I am serious. And it might be a demotion, but your father will be able to work on future projects as usual. What do you think, Arceus?"

“What will be the third party?"

“Dad! You're not talking about-“

“Yes, I'm considering it!" retorted Arceus, turning his eyes to his son, who had stepped back while keeping his arms close. Then, without any complaint, the old CEO looked at Hoopa. “Who will it be?"

“Maybe the Internal Pokemon Investigation, or the Gengar and associates."

Arceus' teeth kept grinding. Those two companies could find results… And maybe who had been embezzling for so long. He had guesses on who could have been a part of it, but it was… He didn't have the means to fight back. He had been kept in the dark for so long it had probably been a ploy to get him demoted. But it could as well be something genuine. Nobody would be as crazy as to follow such a plan.

“Fine. As long as I'm kept in the loop, I will accept."

“Good. I will notify the board about it. I'll leave you be."

For a moment, Hoopa remained as if he expected another addition to the dialogue. Whether the son or the dad would quip, but they did not. They scowled back at him until he turned, and he threw one loop before him, opening a portal right to the Board meeting room.

And, as it closed: “Dad. Seriously. I… Tell me you have a plan and are not bending over..."

A question to which Arceus had no answer. He had no plans for it, instead… His head dropped as he turned back towards the restroom. He needed a break.

The Board had sprung this on him; he only needed to be in contact with the third party to give them his file as soon as they started the investigation. In the meantime, it didn't take long for Giratina's phone to ping with all the notifications after a company-wide mail stating Arceus' demotion and assignation to the R&D Department for the moment's notice.

The more Arceus thought about it, the more it was clear everything had been set for him to fail… Yet, he couldn't go around beating the board until they spat out the truth.

Finally, with the demotion and loss of access, as applied by Giratina's department, the old Pokemon returned home. Only for the day after, as he entered the office, to be escorted towards the R&D Department by one guard.

“I know the place. I regularly visit it," he groaned despite having to rub shoulders with the Machamp guard.

“Sorry, sir. I got direct instructions to stay with you until you are settled in the R&D Department and to escort you out when you're done there."

“Fine."

No. Arceus wasn't fine, but he continued, watching the office left and right before it changed to concrete walls. And then to window walls opening on the labs. Yet, as he was about to turn right toward the R&D director's office, he heard a cough.

“Not there, sir. Let's continue to the barns."

“Is that a joke?" asked Arceus, frowning.

“No. We will continue forward. The orders."

A scoff, but Arceus' hooves stomped onward, shadowed by the Machamp, who was awfully closed. However, with the Guard's badge, they managed to enter the “barns" and even further.

Pokehealth wasn't only an assurance company. They also had a part of R&D dedicated to testing the new drugs on the market. Whether for bipedal Pokemon, such as Machamp and Arceus, or Quadrupedal. However, most of the quadruped tests were made on… Ferals. Hence the name of the barn, where they housed most test subjects.

Without even filling them, Arceus's lungs started to burn, and his face frowned. He was only a few meters from the barn and-

[I]Shunk!

[/I]Arceus' eyes widened as he felt something hit his neck. He gasped for air, for everything… And as suddenly, he was… Lost in the darkness, the cold. His body wasn't answering, his mind sluggish, drifting.

He felt movements around him, and then the lack of gravity for a second as he was lifted. He heard faint exchanges, then distant neighs. He couldn't see, but he was certain there was someone he knew directly. The voice was faint, but he recognized it as he slowly awoke from his slumber.

His body was stiff, but more stiff were the binds that kept him tied to… A post? He groaned, trying to wiggle his legs and arms. But no. With the arms bound in his back and the legs to the post, Arceus was forced to lay down on a wooden support covered with soft leather. It was not hard or rough to his scales, but he had to mind his movements and the potential chafing.

The air was stale and musty, with touches of dry hay. He sniffed some more, and one touch left him gagging and coughing as he rested his chin on the leather, feeling exposed and his body… Caressed by the cold air.

He looked around.

He was stuck in a sort of barn. The walls were mainly made of concrete, the ground covered with hay… Though the room's upper parts were made of mirrors he couldn't see through. Neon lights set above brought a light as intense as the sun. There were even speakers set here and there… And a screen before his eyes?

For a moment, Arceus remained confused as he had never seen this room. Even in the planning or during the building of the R&D labs, six years ago, he hadn't seen this at all.

Then… The speakers sputtered white noise for a moment as if waking up.

“Is he awake? Are you certain?" started a voice, seemingly asking someone else. “Hmm, hmm! Hello, good test subject 767! I hope you slept well!"

“RELEASE ME! AND GIVE ME CLOTHES! YOU FUCKERS!"

“What did he say? Oh! Subject 767! We will release you once we're done with our tests! Don't worry, we have prepared you and-“

“You can stop with the charades! I know you're working for one of the board! Release me, and I'll not give your name to the investigation party."

“Huh… What should I do? Continue? Cut the feed? What? Cut th- Oh!"

In one instant, the speakers died down and left Arceus alone as he glanced around… There was a faint sound of hydraulics, and cold air rushed to his exposed backside. He tried to twist his head, but no dice; he only heard movements and… Felt someone manipulating… Palpating his body.

“You! Hey you! Release me!" shouted the old CEO, trying to shake his body as the caresses continued. One hand, two… Three? Four? Four hands were over his exposed ass, stroking and caressing the meaty buns. Then, another pair was…. Between his legs. Someone was toying with his genitals. Something he felt as fingers exploring his leathery white scrotum, pressing against his testicles until he winced under the touch. And cried.

“LET ME GO! RELEASE ME YOU PERVERT!"

“You pervert? Arceus, our relationship is purely professional."

Arceus' brows lifted, and his wiggling stopped. However, the hands continued to explore his backside. One hand produced a needle and stabbed his ample posterior; another checked the strap to have his feet slightly lifted and bent… A cold gel was applied on his left cheek before something metallic was pressed and glued to his skin.

“… Hoopa?!" asked Arceus, blinking in surprise as he felt something cold passed around his genitals and… Gel being splashed all over his exposed rim. The former CEO was shocked when a finger danced over the rim to smear it. “What are you planning? T-Taking me won't do you any good!"

“Hmm, hmmm. I know," Hoopa seemed to nod while his brazen hands were all over Arceus' backside, checking everything.

“Then! Release me! And I will not reveal to the board what you did!" roared Arceus.

However, it didn't seem to affect Hoopa much. Those hands continued their checkups, going back to the plump and naturally swollen asshole, testing it but never penetrating it. But the more he explored, the more… Warm Arceus felt. The more excited he was. And the more desperate to move he was as the fingers finally departed and loud steps echoed in the room.

“YOU HEAR ME?!" shouted Arceus, his voice cutting in a panting breath as he was… Drugged? His body was way too excited; he rarely experienced such desire, lust, and yearning. His cock was afire, bursting… Spraying precum? Was he seeing it?

As Hoopa's steps got closer to his head, the old CEO saw his own cock. White foreskin covering a dark-gray glans, the organ was long with an ovate end. Moreover, as he glanced at it, watching the veins all over it… He squirmed, only to see his cock suddenly swerve right and left but remaining right in Hoopa's hand. Much like the CEO's hefty testicles.

The shareholder didn't seem to smile. Rather, he had a solemn expression while he glanced from the genitals he held in the palm of his hand to their owner, who was aghast and… Yet, drooly. The sight of his genitals through a portal surprised him.

“Are you done screaming?" asked the Djinn-like Pokemon, his other arms flying behind him and joining in a statuesque posture.

“I'M NOT DONE! What- WHAT PERVERSION- YOU CAN'T KEEP ME LOCKED! THEY WI-“

“Do you know about the Erecstol Plus?"

“The what?! What does it have to-“

“It's a drug that has recently been approved by our company to be sold over the counter. It counters Erectile dysfunction and helps with the libido. Despite the multiple side effects, we approved it and sold it."

“I- I DON'T CARE! RELEASE ME!"

Hoopa looked at the vehement Arceus, raising an eyebrow before he turned towards one glass wall and… Nodded. He nodded as distant sounds started to occur. Closing steps, hooved stompings on the ground, loud huffs. Yet, Arceus' eyes were all over Hoopa.

“To approve those, we had to test the medication on volunteers. That's what you are, today. A volunteer.

“I DIDN-“

“You did! Can you stop screaming, for our Ancestors' sake?!" shouted back Hoopa, his teeth shining and glittering before he stopped and passed one hand over his forehead. “You accepted the deal. The board knows it. That's what you'll do for the investigation."

“I… Did?"

“That was in the documents you signed," exhaled Hoopa as he raised his eyes from Arceus to what was behind. Something whose loud breath filled the room. The scent of dry hay and… Fluids was worse. “But don't worry. The company will still ensure your survival."

“My what-“

As Arceus was about to ask, he… Felt it. The stomp on the stone ground, the tug. And then… The massive belly pressed against his back. With a tentative glance, he dared to see above his shoulders, but he could only see a monster of white and black fur with coiling muscles. With each movement, he saw the strain in those muscles as well as the pressure within them.

And worse… He felt something hard, warm, sticky, massive, being pressed between his cheeks. Something so massive it spread his glutes apart.

He gulped, taking in a long breath as much as the big creature above him as it stomped and… Tried to wiggle forward, yet was retained… Happily enough as, even wiggling was enough to smack Arceus' winking hole.

“An… Ancestors," moaned Arceus, shivers and sweat running down his spine as he tried again to force on his binds. But no chances. And worse, as he looked at Hoopa, he saw his cock about to burst. The veins were bigger, and the cocktip never stopped to leak precum… Much to Hoopa's visible dismay.

“For this trial, our feral friends will help you. We are using a new drug, the Fertizol Extra. The last line was removed due to its secondary effects. But they assured me they fixed that issue."

Arceus shivered as he understood the excitation and why his heart hammered in his chest. But even then, he… Tried to remember. Fertizol. Clearly, it was for fertilization, but what… What could it be? He thought, pondered…

And screamed.

He screamed as he sensed the fat, wide, flared tip press against his asshole against all odds. He screamed when that massive pole, almost as big as a club, penetrated his ass. And he screamed the more as he sensed something within him being hit. Something burning, needy, about to burst. And as the cockhead hit it, his eyes rolled. His mouth opened, his eyes rolled, the world before him became a flash.

For a second, he lost everything in what had been the… Best orgasm he'd felt. Not even with Giratina's mother had he reached such a climax. Never before had he lost himself in the contemplation and pleasure, had he gripped something so hard his fingers bled.

But it happened.

“Is he alright?" asked a voice that seemed too distant.

“He is. It seems his prostate had taken a shot. I told you the Zebstrika was too brutal for a beginner."

“Don't… Ah! He's coming back to us!"

Arceus' eyes rolled, but slowly, the blinding light dissipated. His world returned as his sore fingers released and unclenched. But the pleasure… No, it hadn't dissipated. It was still there in the form of that humping beast above that moved back and forth above him. He didn't see it, but the neigh and the huffs above were quite telling as much as the hit shaking him to his core… And his core being shaken by that battering ram deeply inserted in him. He-

[I]Snap Snap!

[/I]“Arceus, are you there?" asked Hoopa, leaning forward and snapping right before Arceus' eyes until the former CEO focused on them. Then on the hand, the arm, the Pokemon behind. Then, he drifted as another thrust rocked his body.

He groaned, his breath stolen by that hit and his wits' taken as well as he looked right… On the hand holding his genitals. He saw his cock, still hard and pointing up. Veined, tensed. Yet, cum-coated as he came again.

Before his eyes, he saw his scrotum clench and the skin tighten. He saw the sudden bounce his cock did… And then, the spurt of white cum pumping up only to drop on the hand.

“Wh-what?" he asked, his voice slurring and his eyes half-closed. Yet, another series of snaps.

“It's only the beginning, Arceus."

“What?"

One eye opening, Arceus' ass clenched as a pang of self-preservation instinct hit him. One act that instantly backfired when he heard the neigh up above then the battering ram suddenly thrusting against his prostate, sending another shock through his mind. Another… Ejaculation.

How long would he keep doing this? A part of him thought, one repressed and crushed beneath those thrusts.

“I- I- I can't!" moaned Arceus', his voice sounding so coarse and low. He could barely articulate without heaving like a beast… Yet, he glanced at one of Hoopa's hands. He saw the machine that was held. A pump? With a reservoir attached to it. He glanced, his eyes closing again. Snap.

“Yes, you will. Our range of feral breeders will keep breeding you until you are satisfied," said Hoopa with a stern voice as he held the pump and turned it. “So… How do I-“

But before Arceus could listen more, he heard the beast above. He heard the neigh and felt the tremor through the muscular barrel against his back. He trembled along, feeling like a sudden shock would hit him.

But as he braced for the impact, sensing a dire reaction to hit him… There was… A snort, then a neigh… Then. Heat.

Arceus blinked, feeling that scalding hot sensation burning his guts. A pressure that grew in intensity by the second from within. He gargled, feeling his belly hurt from being squeezed by their united weight against the pole. Yet, it didn't stop as the creature above started to hump again, rubbing and pressing that thick cock against Arceus' prostate, grinding it.

“Hh- An-…Cestors!" moaned the old CEO, his mouth wide open as that heat permeated his entire being and… Was pleasant. Enjoyable even.

Above, the tremors finally stopped. Yet, the sensation continued to spread.

Even when the creature's hooved legs started to bounce away, those powerful limbs pulled and pushed until a wet PLOP echoed within the room, and Arceus sighed with relief from the pressure. He sighed, yet felt cold air rush to his posterior and… A tingling feeling while a tar-like liquid poured from what, he thought to be, his ruined asshole.

“And… We're set."

Arceus' eyes opened again, and his mouth dropped. He looked above, no longer crushed by the creature's weight. Then… At Hoopa, who had locked that pump around his cock. Only to hold it. Yet, it wasn't active, and the poor Arceus merely watched the shareholder admire his work… Then, going back to Arceus.

“What do you think?"

“Of… Wh-What?"

“That."

To complete his words, Hoopa pressed a button, and Arceus… Moaned. His cock, so sensitive and hard, constantly dripping with fluids at this moment, suddenly burned like a second sun when the pump sucked the air out to a vacuum and started to rub all over Arceus' dick, going back and forth through a series of rings going up and down.

The Legendary Pokemon suddenly whined and winced. His eyes closed, his breath quickened as he was suddenly… Milked. Not gently either, as the rings' pace was intense and quick. But worse was… Yes, Hoopa's hands dug into his testicles, massaging them.

“I thought so. How is our volunteer doing? Bring out the data!"

The data?

Amidst the sensation, the fingering, touching, fucking, pumping…. Arceus had almost forgotten the screen. But as he looked up, he saw Hoopa stepping on the left as it suddenly turned on. A blinding light hit Arceus' eyes, much like during his first true orgasm. And then… There was the screen. Cut in four parts, it had his face in the forefront, then his ass, his vitals… And… His prostate? Arceus blinked, and so did his image on the screen. He saw the drool coating his lips, even when he swallowed and sucked the liquid all over them. He saw the half-closed left eyelid he barely managed to lift before he gave up on it.

Then, his eyes drifted to his… Hole. It was clearly his backside. No one had the same colors as him. But he saw it, saw his lifted hooved legs bent to give his buttcheeks a rounder shape. He saw the now-spread buns, coated with so much cum they were almost repainted white. And he nearly saw his rosebud, so abused it had taken a pinkish tint while slightly gaping out. He gasped at the sight, and whined when the pump managed to steal another ejaculation out of him.

“Our researchers might have been right. A Zebstrika might be a bad choice for a newcomer. Oh well. What do we have next, a Scolipede? Bring it here!"

Did a Zebstrika do this to his ass? Scolipedes were… Bigger, no?

Another cold sweat, another quiver that ended with his poor gaping ass attempting to clench.

He saw his asshole suddenly pull, attempt to close… Only for the rim to remain open, and for cum to pour out, spraying his backside and almost the camera as Arceus looked up and saw… Stats. Information. His bpm, his blood pressure, blood levels, everything was there and changing in real time. Where did they get that tech?

His eyes rolled then on the prostate, on the screen that… No, not only his prostate. It was a side view. He didn't see his cock, but… He should have. Instead, he only saw the prostate, the organ… Its shape with an… Indent.

“St-Stop," gargled Arceus, finally managing to get a word out.

“Only if you accept the fall and become one of the company's volunteers."

“I-… Wh-… N-No. Not my… Company."

“Do it!"

Arceus' eyes focused on Hoopa, who looked above his shoulders and towards someone or something.

But as soon as those eyes drifted away, a weight landed on Arceus' back. He hissed, exhaled, trembled, gritted his teeth. But it didn't stop the feral Scolipede from pressing that chitinous underside against the Pokemon's back… And to have that thick, flared, and flat-tiped cock pressing against Arceus' hole. Clearly, that one was bigger than the Zebstrika. And that shaft, purple and pulsating on the screen, produced such an amount of lubricant or fluid that it dripped all over that gray backside, leaving behind a burning trail as that fluid seemed to pass through the scales.

It burned, but burned good. Not like a pain but a heating sensation that spread and swallowed his entire ass, backside, and spine. It was a warmth that was akin to a blanket dropping all over him, keeping him in that state… With the sole exception of his hole, which was… Hot and yet cold, in pain and yet not. Phantom sensations as his sphincter tried to clench upon nothing and stole him a moan.

Arceus' eyes drifted up, glancing at the screen. His heartbeat quickened, same as his blood pressure… Something was shooting up. And… Yes, his prostate clenched.

“Wh-“

“Scolipede's poison produces arousal in females. It seems you count as one… It makes sense," stated Hoopa as a set of hands suddenly appeared, dragging along a chair he used to sit on with a condescending attitude. He didn't even look at Arceus anymore as his eyes were drawn to the phone he held, sitting with crossed legs as if it were nothing.

As it was… Nothing to see his former Boss being squished down by a massive Scolipede, almost twice the average size. To watch the squirming from the smaller Pokemon as he tried to avoid his fate, as he clenched, begged, cried, and whined.

But then… It stopped when the creature punched through.

It stopped as Arceus' mind went blank for a second time. Within the pump, his cock shot more cum to the pump, but it barely hit the top of that tube. His cock barely… Spurted more than mere shots… Despite what Arceus endured, what he viewed… Despite his streaming tears before that sight. His guts were so stuffed breathing was so hard. He hardly could think about his stomach, bulging from the cum that had been pumped and that thick purple cock pushing through his organs.

But the view… It caught his attention as he was aghast, his lower jaw trembling and sometimes spilling the saliva coming from it.

His hole… He saw it directly. Saw how that enormous cock stretched his orifice, how the thin tunnel had been spread so wide everything was pressed towards the exterior. He saw how his prostate bent and pressed onward, the same as his half-filled bladder. It made sense, yet it was terrible. Yet exciting, yet pleasing as every movement, every shock he felt through his abused organ was seen through but a second after. He saw the pulse through his organ as another orgasm, weak, took him, and he saw the fluid disappearing through the portal.

He whined as the beast above started to hump, too, lifting its body solely to smack down and press its weight and sheer volume against the Legendary's tenderized guts. He bleated with a loud echo as the chitinous scrotum slapped his tense buttocks, spraying precum and cum all over Arceus' legs, cramped and yet managing to tense a tad more. It was horrible, terrible… Yet Arceus' watched, his green eyes unable to move away from the screen as it showed him what he had experienced.

He saw his heartbeat quicken, his blood pressure exploding, his hormonal level skyrocketing, especially… Oxytocin? His eyes fluttered at the vision before it disappeared for another slew of data, and his eyes drifted onto his prostate.

On watching the back and forth going inside his ass, watching the massive rod almost blur from the thrusts and pushes the Scolipede inflicted upon him. But as he watched it, he sensed how… Numb, he had grown to the sensation.

Above, the Feral pummeled his guts like there was no other day… But the pain had disappeared. Maybe it was the venom, like Hoopa said. But there was something else that remained: the pleasure, the sensation, the small hiccup when a sudden shift brought pressure on his prostate at a different angle.

He no longer cared for the shots of cum from his prostate. He barely watched them happen anyway, though his prostate kept clenching whenever a peak of pleasure hit him. He was shooting dry, and a glance confirmed it… Proved it as he looked at his cock still attached to the pump, right beside Hoopa.

He drooled, his eyes rolling as he focused on the… Shareholder. The only one who could have the influence to pull off that… Everything. Arceus looked at the other Pokemon, who glanced at his phone and did not give any heed.

Not even when the Scolipede cried, and a warm wave hit Arceus' belly, stuffing him with enough semen, he felt swollen and heavy. Much more than any time he had stuffed his mouth with his family at a dinner… Or… He gargled. Spat, saliva dripping from his mouth as he felt the rush stop and… sobbed when his hole was suddenly left gaping; the Scolipede pulled out.

His tears kept dripping from his eyes as he looked down, unable to move.

“Good. I'll have a meeting to attend. Keep him like that. If he goes down, give him a few hours to recover," suddenly said Hoopa as he jumped off his seat and had his hands put Arceus' strapped cock on the seat instead, right before the Legendary's eyes.

“We'll do! Let's bring the Rapidash!"

Arceus' eyes tried to follow Hoopa as he marched on his left, about to disappear the same way he entered the room. But as he turned and twisted, about to lose him… Something dropped on his back, another equine. Another hung stud about to use and abuse him. With no care for that hole.

Not even as Arceus' ass was taken and abused… Not only by that Rapidash, but others, too. A long line of equine Feral whose organs plunged within the former CEO, again… Again… And again.

Each of them was a hit against his body, each of them stuffed him with so much semen his bindings were starting to stray under his volume, breathing was arduous even with the Pokemons pulling out… And his saliva had started to take up an unknown salty aroma.

Each time, his thoughts were dragged further into his body recesses, even when they left him for minutes or hours.

Each time… He had a hard time remembering why he was here. Why did he accept the deal? What happened? Sometimes, he managed to remember his son, who surely should know where he was.

Yet… Giratina didn't appear. And the old Arceus had nothing to see but himself, his still pumped numb cock, his ruined hole, his face, his stats that were slowly declining. Slowly but steadily… Surely.

“You are a mess."

Hoopa's voice wasn't a critique or an insult. It was a statement as the Pokemon was back in the room. There were no ferals, nothing. Only the two, as the other Legendary still held Arceus' genitals in his hands… He poked at the deflated testicles, pinching the scrotum without eliciting any sound from Arceus. He even flicked the plastic cylinder holding Arceus' cock before he turned the pump off and released the Pokemon's cock.

Who dropped flat onto the scrotum, barely moving and pulsing in the room's cold ambiance.

“Hoopa…" moaned Arceus, slurring as his tongue was parched. He was thirsty, even after one assistant had come to give him a bottle of water.

“Will you accept the fall?"

“N-No," moaned Arceus, his mind drifting. What fall? He knew he had to say no, but why?

“A shame. Though we are making good progress with you."

“Pro-… Gress?"

Arceus swallowed his saliva loudly as he heard the snap, his eyelids suddenly lifting only to drop over his eyes again, partially covering them. But even then, those green eyes could see the screen when it was pointed… He noticed there was a change: this time, he saw his hole in double. No… There were two images.

One… One on the left was his hole before; he managed to think. His hole was tight, and his prostate was small, with fluids passing through. It was… What he had before?

But his eyes drifted right, watching what was… He saw as he instinctively clenched his asshole in his way. He saw the passageway that had been stretched so wide his guts had been rearranged. He saw his shrunken bladder. And he saw his prostate, so big, so large… It looked like a lump now; he could barely see through the fluids that had started to accumulate inside. What happened?

“What… ?"

“What is this?" asked Hoopa, glancing at Arceus, who nodded, drooling and ashamed.

“The drugs and training, that's what… We confirmed with doctors that your prostate has been ruined through the abuse. Even if you get out, you'll never have an erection anymore."

“Erection… More?"

Hoopa sighed as he grabbed Arceus' testicles and cock, lifting them and placing them before the Legendary's eyes.

His cock was… Soft, dropping. Moreover, it was so red, swollen… So thick. Yet so… Small. So short. It was like watching a sausage, squeezed through. As for his balls, they were… Shrunken. Shriveled. They were barely filling in his scrotum. And… Arceus wept, watching this.

“No… No… No… Hoopa! No! No!" he cried, shaking his head and closing his eyes. He tried to articulate, but nothing else came, but a blabber as saliva kept pouring from his mouth. He cried, only to hear the snap as his eyes opened on Hoopa nudging and teasing the cock, giving it a small poke. But Arceus could barely feel anything.

“Yes. It's broken. But we could fix it," said Hoopa.

“Fi- Fix?"

“Yes. Fix it."

Arceus blinked, watching Hoopa pinch the foreskin to peel it off, exposing the swollen glans.

“If you say… Anything we want. If you follow… If you do everything we say. Maybe we will."

“Maybe fix?" blurted Arceus, his tears running dry though his eyes were red and swollen.

“You want it."

Arceus remained silent as he looked away, his eyes drifting. His mouth opened as if to pronounce a yes. But somehow, he didn't want to. He… Had to say something else.

“No."

He managed to articulate this before his head dropped. He was tired, so tired… Even when Hoopa snapped, he didn't raise his eyes.

“Fine. Let's have it your way. Let's bring the Mudsdale and triple the dosage. We need to see if he can be impregnated!"

Arceus shuddered, but… He could barely say more as he heard hooves stomp behind him. Something… Big. His hole already heated up.

This time, it was painful and terrible.

This time, it was closer to having a white-hot iron pressed against the rim itself to brand it.

Maybe he imagined the sound of cum sizzling, evaporating, and steaming… However, he didn't imagine the baneful sensation between his buttcheeks as the drug coursed through his body, skyrocketing the hormonal levels to the point many alarms popped on the screen. He couldn't decipher them anymore, it seemed to be important, it was to be important. Pregnancy? Impregnated?

His tired eyes lifted, his droopy lips barely following, and the saliva against pooling on the ground. He looked up, felt the weight upon his back… And watched the Equine's genitals hide his ass away. The leathery dark-red nuts were pressed against his thighs while the sheath pressed heavily against Arceus' ass. But more than that, that cock… That massive cock started to erect and harden. Between Arceus' cheeks and under his tail, his ass was about to be taken, abused, ruined… Again.

“Too… Much."

He moaned, his eyes rolled as he had that thick organ push within his depths. His body was so sore, so pained, so tired. Yet, he remained there when that thick flared tip pushed against his prostate, abusing it to the point that the soft flesh looked like a squeezed ball on the screen. His… Prostate?

Was it his prostate? Or…

“Hoopa," moaned Arceus', his voice coarse as the Mudsdale humping rocked him. His voice was so low, so coarse, so weak as the Beast pumped within his guts. His stomach hurt, especially when it was hard-pressed between the support and that cock that outstretched those guts from below.

He gargled something, with saliva adding up while the creature's nuts smacked his gray cheeks red and blue, leaving the scales thoroughly abused.

His legs tensed, so pained and cramped, to keep the same position. His hooves sometimes rotated, especially when the equine rushed within Arceus' guts and… yet, smacked his prostate. And more when that thick hot white cum poured within and added to the sensation.

His body was a mess… Such a mess.

“Fix… it," he moaned as his eyes closed, but the abuse continued. The Mudsdale was relentless; it kept advancing, beating, drumming, neighing while ejaculation after ejaculations were pumped inside Arceus, making his guts tingle with a newly found sensation.

One that was stolen by gloved hands whenever the equines were forced to leave, to leave him be, breathe, recover.

The equines were so different, so eager to take him, fill him. And each time, someone had his hands deep in his ass to clean it up and remove the tingling.

The screen? He barely looked at it… Too many alarms. Too many changes. His prostate was a big ball. If he looked at it, he would be afraid. Of what? He didn't know; he knew he had to be afraid. It was best not to be afraid.

“Fix… me," he moaned through his harsh breath as his eyes turned to the chair. Hoopa wasn't there. But there was his genitals, sitting there. The pump had been removed but never put back. But he looked at them. His soft tiny cock on his shriveled nuts. Was it his? Or maybe not?

“Fix… Company," whispered Arceus as he trembled and quivered, again to have someone's hands deep inside him. The tingly sensations had started to become constant, even with the removal. It felt strange, pleasing. Good?

He couldn't tell, same as when they injected and pierced him. They even changed him sometimes… Sometimes, he even slept somewhere? His life was a mess, everything marked by the regular breeding from the equines. It felt good, though… good. Very good. But he missed something.

He was someone… He had something. He had… A family. A son.

“Giratina…"

“I'm here, Dad."

The voice was soft, fluent… A little higher. Who was it? Arceus' eyes fluttered, watching the drool on the ground and the… Legs. The modified high heels to accommodate the wide feet.

“Giratina?"

“Up there."

Up there.

So strained… So heavy. Yet, Arceus slowly lifted his neck. He grunted as he moved his hips and torso, feeling the weight in his stomach; almost a dozen of those were inside him. Even if someone had his hand pulling them.

He looked at the leggings, then the skirt barely hiding a shrunken… Scrotum. Then that plump ass. Then up, along the torso, wide but within a tight corset. Then… yes, the red and black, the red eyes looking at him. So different, so… Changed.

“I'm there, Dad," spoke the soft voice, the painted-red lips moving along. Then, the red eyes turned up to check who was behind Arceus, then back to the former CEO.

“Gi… Ratina. Help… Me," moaned Arceus, slurring with each word.

“I'm sorry, I can't," answered Giratina, passing a hand against his left cheek… Manicured hand.

“Can't?... Why?"

“It's a dozen of eggs, maybe more. He's a perfect broodmother," said another familiar voice. Rougher that one. But amused as steps approached and led to… Purple hair, little google over the eyes, a prim suit. Hoopa?

“Hoopa?" repeated Arceus, only to whine when one hand suddenly pulled one weight out of Arceus' ass. But as it did so, the weight squeezed his tingly spot and stole a whimper and a spike of pleasure from the former CEO.

“He's awake? Good. You should take the occasion to tell him," said Hoopa, glancing at Giratina, who remained demure, the legs crossing and eyes low.

“We will marry, Dad. I can't let you leave this place. People think you're dead, and if you come back, they'll ask questions."

“Giratina… Fix. Fix… Everything," moaned Arceus, his eyelids halfway dropping.

“I can't. You wi-“

“Your… Giratina has decided to be mine. And it is better for everyone if you stay there."

“Giratina. Please," slurred Arceus, though his tone became plaintive.

“I'm sorry, Dad. He is right. But you will be fucked and drugged; you'll see, you'll be happy!"

Giratina's tone was soft, pleading, and entreating, though Arceus wasn't sure. He had no words; he was losing them. He looked at the ground, drooling while the last weight was pulled out of his ass. He shivered as his asshole was again exposed to the cold air. His rim didn't close; it couldn't anymore…

“You'll be a happy family, father-in-law. Me, Giratina, you… And your many lovers and children. Don't worry. I'll handle the company for you. Everything will be a smooth ride from now on."

Words. Arceus knew he had to be angry for something about Hoopa, Giratina. He had to be angry. But only a blabber escaped his mouth as he could not articulate what he was supposed to feel.

“Let's leave, honey. Your father surely misses his breeding. We shouldn't stop him from enjoying it," chuckled Hoopa as he offered one hand to Giratina. And even though Arceus didn't see the hand slipping beneath the skirt, he heard Giratina's moans on the way back.

And the stomping hooves getting closer, maybe the Zebstrika, this time. Another stud ready to fill him until his tummy tingled and weighed on his guts.