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Amidst an orangish sky lays a forest for many trainers. There was tall grass and trees as far the eye can see. Standing in the tall grass, black and white fur, a long fluffy mane, eyes as red as strawberries, an obstagoon. His bulky naked frame was illuminated by the gradually setting sun.

A salacious row of daggers decorated by his wickedly salacious smile. His pitch black pupils looked downward. A blue bird’s gaze lost in his looming shape, that burly, fluffy chest met the bird’s eyes. A silence shared between the two, each looking at the other’s nude frame. The obstagoon’s eyes lingered on the bird’s curves. That big, orange, plump, feathered gut nearly made his mouth water.

“Well, Neptune, seems ya’ve caught me in a mood, eh? Heheh, go on, touch my dick ya slut. I mean, this is what ya wanted, right? Big ol’ ‘goon cock staring ya down ready to fuck yer ass. I can’t blame ya.” The obstagoon said. Each word he spoke had slime and sleaze ooze out and yet Neptune blushed. That blue face had turned a deep rosy red.

“I can’t blame me either, Rex, you’ve got such a big dick. I can’t even lean up to reach your face, you’re huge! Mmm, are you sure you don't want to kiss me with your tongue or something?” Neptune said. In spite of those sheepish words, his hand reached out to touch that girthy ’goon dick. Each feathery finger gripped around the base, gently stroking it.

“Mmnf, I dunno dude, ya don’t seem the type keen on any foreplay. I don’t really care for any of that romantic bullcrap anyway. We’re just fuckin’ aint no love between us. Yer a fun lil’ fleshlight before the sun goes out. Yer a hole, yer meat, ya understand that, right? A warm body for my cock. Once I start fuckin’ yer not gettin’ away. So ya better beg for it, ya slut.” Rex practically growled as he spoke. That thick, juicy, throbbing cock ached in the bird’s hands. Pre-cum spilled into Neptune’s feathery palms, the bird shudders.

“Heh, I want you to take my ass dude. I want you inside of me. I guess you’re right, we’re not really close enough to kiss. You seem rather mmm, eager to bang anyway. Well, I won’t keep you waiting any longer.” Neptune huffed. His body swiveled around, showing off his big plump bird ass.

“Mmm, haha, you sluts can be so damn funny sometimes! Ya talk about kissin’ my ugly mug and then start touching me and bendin’ over. Mmm, not that I’m complain’ much. I’ll fit all my dick inside you, bitch.” Rex hotdogged his dick between those thick cheeks. A soft moan ached from Neptune’s beak, his ass leaning into the teasing penis. Every inch of that impressive dick prodded and poked at the blue bird’s pucker.

“S-shut up! I was merely suggesting that we’d kiss. No need to be so mean about it man.” Neptune kept grinding on that fat ‘goon rod. Every teasing touch made his voice wobble. That sensitive hole made the blue bird’s dick leak.

“Gahaha! Mean!? I’m a ‘goon, ‘course I’m mean! Keep yerself quiet, will ya!” Rex bickered back with the bird. Looking at that ass, it taunted, teased and beckoned to his throbbing dick.

“...” Neptune kept quiet for the moment. His feathery ass wobbles with every movement, it was incredible how bubbly that rear was. In that silence he even tried to stifle his moans. Every moment that cock head grew closer to pushing inside.

Rex squeezed that fat ass, snarling as his claws prodded against the tender flesh. “Mmn, that’s more like it! Ya get it, but, stand up straight, I’m rearranging yer insides.” The obstagoon lifted up the bird’s upper half, Neptune didn’t so much as squirm. The bird even throbbed at being manhandled. Rex’s thick cock slowly sunk between the two buns. That girthy cock penetrated that hole. His menacing tower of meat sluggishly pushed inside. A single thrust, Neptune’s belly bulged outwards, his sharp moans following the motion.

“H-holy shit! Y-you’re gonna split me in half dude! Slow down, I want your dick but I don’t wanna die. Give me a minute, okay? Let me adjust to your size.” Neptune’s heavy breaths wobbled and shuddered. His legs buckled and shook while he tried to adjust to the sheer size of that beastly and brutish dick.

Rex’s hip rolled with intensity, ignoring the request. That dick dug deep into the bird’s clenching insides. It was savage, relentless, each thrust filled with no sense of mercy. Neptune’s bubbly cheeks wobbled as he squawked in pain. His voice was nearly strangled from the harsh pounding.

“Fuck, better when yer not yapping, fleshlight! Take my fuckin’ dick. Better say thank you like a good bitch! Yowl for me, whine for me!” Rex’s harsh words stabbed into the bird’s senses. It was followed with the ‘goon’s long tongue snaking out of his jaws. That pink appendage slurped against the bird’s neck.

“Dude! S-S-low down! Oh god, it hurts so damn much. My insides feel like they’re being torn apart. I need a moment! I love your thick cock but I’m gonna die at this rate!” Neptune choked on his words. Rex’s ruthless humping continued, jack hammering into the bouncy ass.

“Shut the fuck up! Or I’m gonna shut ya up for good. Yer yapping is making me a little soft, fleshlights don’t get to talk.” Rex's words fit to the rhythm of his hips. The obstagoon’s body rocked with intensity. His balls slapped against that ass. His tongue snaked out further like a python. It coiled around the bird’s neck, slipping further down his body. That slimy appendage wrapped Neptune's arm’s together in a tight grip.

“What the hell are you doing man!? Get your tongue off my throat, I don’t want to die! Please don’t kill me, I’ll give you anything you wan-!” Neptune cried. His air was suddenly stolen as the tongue gripped tighter.

Rex’s thrusts grew even more violent, his claws dug into bird’s sides. With each ferocious thrust his dick mangled those insides. He was practically rearranging the positions of Neptune’s fragile body. “If ya had just fucking listened ya wouldn’t have had to die! But now I’m horny and I want to hear your neck snap as I cum in ya.” His furious thoughts fueled his flurry of thrusts, on the verge of an orgasm.

Tighter and tighter the tongue clenched around the bird. Neptune’s bones creak under the pressure of the powerful muscle. No matter how hard he squirmed, it was a fruitless effort. “Gak! ACK! GRK!” The bird gagged harshly. Pain and pleasure moved through his entire frame sending him into a colorful flurry. A dizzying sensation that only grew worse with each passing moment.

A dance with death, a brutal, ceaseless series of humps and gagging. Neptune’s eyes began to water, blood crawled into his sockets. His pupils thin, Rex kept squeezing. His rough rhythm beat into the suffocating bird. The verge of oblivion taunted and teased Neptune, egging him into a deep sleep.

Rex crushed tighter with each gruff moan. A subtle cracking sound, those fragile bones started to give way to his brutality. That sound brought him to the pinnacle of pleasure. A vice-like grip that nearly choked out the last of Neptune’s life. It was like a single loose thread in a piece of cloth.

Rex’s eyes rolled to the top of his head. CRACK! CRUNCH! SNAP! The bird’s neck twisted in a way it shouldn't've.That warm body lacked life, and had broken arms. Like a breeze to a candle, the blue bird’s life had been snuffed out with ease. When the life in his prey had finally departed, so did his cum. Pumping seed into the corpse he just made.

The obstagoon’s orgasm raged on inside the fresh lump of lifeless meat. Ropes of semen spilled deep into the bird’s guts. Filling up that belly with shot and shot of cum. Rex growled as his tongue crushed and pulverized the bird’s bones. His jaws loomed over the body. His stomach growled just as loudly, begging for meat.

That lifeless corpse couldn’t fight back, it was as effortless as eating any other meal. The head slipped down Rex’s tight gullet. It was squished and squeezed down his tight tube. That fatty flavor, it was like guzzling down a bucket of grease. Yet the obstagoon couldn’t stop himself, crunching and cracking down the bones in the corpse’s chest. Crumpling and compacting the body into a wad of meat.

Perhaps it was that overwhelming flavor that led him to mashing his jaws, smushing down bones, cracking them with ease. A muffled moan ached from the ‘goon, that once limp dick throbbing once more. If he had any sense of shame, the sheer fatty thickness of those curves bumping against his tongue would make him stop. Any second guessing swallowed down with more of the corpse’s figure.

His gullet expanded with the shape of his meal. That bulky fatty bird limply tunneled into his esophagus. Rex crunching and cracking his meat, breaking it on every slimy slip. A twisting plunge into his gut below. His taut belly filled with the mangled menagerie of meat that was his prey. A catch so utterly defiled by his powerful muscles, not that it mattered now, the life of that corpse was over now.

Rex patted proudly along his wobbly heft. “Right where morons like you belong. Bet ya fuckin’ thought that ya were gonna live a nice long life. Heh, any butcher could’ve told ya, ya were prime meat. I was just smart enough to pluck ya when ya were nice and ripe. Perfect for packin’ away. Heh, there I go musin’ to myself, yer just dead meat now.” His fingers rub along the boney outlines in his stomach. He smirks and starts walking with his new weight.

All that fat weighs down every step, the grass crumpled beneath his heavy movements. In the distance the warm glow of a campfire grew closer. “Heh, guess I was smart enough to hunt near ya, Kol. Better be ready to rub out this loser for me.” Rex spoke to himself. The crisp crackling of firewood, the smokey taste lingered in the air.

The obstagoon approached the campfire, slightly panting as he adjusted to his new blubber as it bounced. That wobbling flab caught the attention of the lemur sitting around the campfire. His sleek black fur was a dark brown in red glow of the flames. The lemur looked towards the ‘goon with a warm smile.

“Mmm, welcome back, Rex. I’m gonna need to pull out the ‘dex. Record your new weight from your successful hunt.” Kol pulled out a red device, walking around to the ‘goon. He pressed the ‘dex into that gut The screen lit up, revealing a rotting corpse inside the obstagoon’s gut. Flesh, feathers, muscle, it stewed around in the stomach. Serval crushed bones that the lemur felt into as the fat wobbled.

“Rex’s new weight is 1,862 pounds, this is slightly above the average weight of obstagoon’s his size. Do you need assistance with anything else, Kol?” The ‘dex robotically said in a monotone voice. Kol admired the corpse burning into a meaty sludge, rubbing his free hand against the gut.

“That’s all, thanks ‘dex. So, who or what did you end up killing with this sexy gut of yours, Rex? I can sort of make out some feathers but it made pretty good work of all the meat on its body. Always so efficient of a killer.” Kol practically moaned, his fingers circling around that stomach.

Rex chuckled and bumped his belly into the lemur’s eager hands. “Heh, it was some dumbass loser. I fucked his brains out. He started getting on my fuckin’ nerves and wouldn’t shut up. So, I shut up his trap forever. No one who’ll be missed. Makes it fuckin’ easier when I dump em out. No one will come lookin’ for em. Least that’s the vibe the loser gave heheh. Looks like you’re havin’ fun, Kol.” Rex huffed. That massive obstagoon layed down near the fire, his eyes fluttering.

An idle yawn snapped from Rex’s jaws. Kol swiftly followed suit, cuddling with his pokemon as he eagerly tended to that needy belly. Each finger helped shrink and rub that gut into a slightly smaller heft. “You churn away losers pretty efficiently. It doesn’t matter who he was anymore. He’s gone now, just another layer on your sexy body, Rex.” Kol’s finger squished more of the bones still leaving an impression on that gut.

All that meat and sinew was starting to settle into a powerfully crushed belly soup. All of those feathers remained mostly undigested with the bird’s bones. All those nutrients added to the obstagoon’s thicker figure. His much plumper, girthier self basked in his gains.

“Life is fuckin’ hilarious. I was gonna hang ya with my tongue when we first bumped into each other. Ya were gonna end up like this loser. Yer silver tongue convinced me of a better life. I thought ya were a fuckin’ bastard for seeing me like a soaking wet stray in need of saving. It pissed me off, yer empathy. Like ya walked a thousand miles in my feet. Fuck, this sweet lil cuddle session is…only a little nice.” Rex looked away. His arms firmly crossed and eyes closed. “This world has winners and losers. I guess yer slightly less of a loser than the corpse rottin’ in my gut.” The ‘goon said. He rubbed Kol’s cheek gently.

“Aww, I didn’t know you were such a romantic one, Rex. I was expecting the same when we first fought. You killed so many of my ‘mons. It was just Zor and I. I thought the moment I let you out of your ball you were gonna kill us both. I’d be lying if I wasn’t ready for oblivion. Like I finally got what I had deserved for so long. I guess you saw something special in me, huh? Maybe something worth not snapping the life out of?” Kol smiled warmly and squished that stomach. “Otherwise, I’d be rotting in there, sweltering as a pile come the morning. I suppose what I said struck a chord with the strings of your heart. Or something like that, right?” The lemur chuckled. His hands squished against the obstagoon’s gut. A few bones shifted around in that lifeless heft, wobbling around the fluffy mass, cracking into smaller and smaller shapes.

“Romantic? Me!? Are ya sure ya didn’t get hit on the head before I walked into camp? Heh, yet again ya say crap I don’t understand. Maybe it’s that way ya write sneakin’ into the way ya speak. We should get some shut eye. The sun’s already down and this loser is going to be pumpin’ through my intestines. Last time I stayed up, ya listened to my gut for hours on end like some sort of weirdo.” Rex stood up and walked towards the tent nearby. A dark red blush on his face cascaded into the shade.

Kol shook his head and snuffed out the flame. “Our eyes meet more than you realize, Rex. Stay around the fire more, maybe you’ll warm up for a change. You’re just as weird, thinking we’re nothing alike. We’re two sides of the same coin, Rex.” The lemur yawned loudly after he spoke. Kol moved back into another tent and rested.

The sun had sunk into the horizon. Hours pass and the dawn smears into the sky. Rex yawns as nature calls. His insides begging for relief as he heads out towards the forest. All of that dead weight makes each step a trial. “Fuck, gonna have spend a few days gettin’ rid of ya’ huh?” Rex squats behind some bushes, his stubby tail hiked up.

Thick brown logs pushed out of the obstagoon’s hole. Fragmented bones intertwined within his massive dumps. It snaked out gradually, Rex’s face cascaded to a sense of relief. His eyes firmly shut, dick throbbing. Pinching out logs as he touched along his throbbing rod.

A twisted set of bones that felt like an arm rubbed against his prostate, teasing the very brink of an orgasm. Yet the obstagoon grunted and kept squeezing out shit. Those thick soda can sized logs kept pumping out onto the ground.

“Imagine mmm, ya had a full life. Ya had so many hopes and dreams. I dumped that all away loser, they were stupid dreams anyway I bet. MMnng, hurry up and leave my ass. Ya’ve been dead weight long enough.” His hand glides across his throbbing cock, harder, faster, touching the tip. His motions growing in intensity with his arousal.

Those bones twisted further out his hole, teasing, taunting, daring the obstagoon to cum preemptively. Rex wanted to savor his pleasure, bask in the euphoria of the one useful thing the loser corpse had done.

A ribcage, a femur, the skull trudging along the piles Rex was dumping. The heap of shit was growing into an impressive mound. He was on the brink of orgasm, howling, moaning, pushing out the bird’s skull into the top of the pile. The last lump of crap finished pushing out. Wasting no time turning around, ropes of cum spilled out his fat cock.

Rope after rope of semen spilled onto that shit ridden pile. Marking it with his scent, marking the bones in semen. Coloring that deep hue of brown into a liquid white. It trickled down as Rex pants. It was over, and the obstagoon’s belly had shrunk ever so slightly, burning off a few calories in the process.

“Well, later, loser. Smell ya never, shit pile.” Rex growled and rubbed his belly. The obstagoon wandered back to camp. The lemur stretched out and smirked at the ‘goon.

Kol pulled out a map and patted that new layer of heft. “You know. This is a route used by lots of trainers. Maybe we could feed you even more pokemon. What do you say, want more layers of fat, fatass?”

Rex snarled, his lips flashed his teeth. “Ya think I love havin’ this dead weight!? Well…ya’d be kinda right. Fuck it, what’s a few hundred more calories?” The ‘goon cackled and patted his stomach. His eyes looked towards the horizon.

“Mmn, that’s more like it, I knew you’d warm up a bit. Let’s go, follow my lead, handsome.” Kol walked into the distance. Rex followed close behind, the two becoming silhouettes in the distance.